hi :>> my name is naia uhh i made this whole new years resolution of stepping out of my comfort zone by posting and interacting with the people that are in the fandoms i enjoy so theres that :D
if you wanna check out my main blog its @luvn4ii (theres literally nothing rn lol)
I keep thinking about him making fun of Casey constantly, and his fist bump with Vern, or him working the crowd on Halloween. And his eye rolls at Raph and Leo
Can be annoying af and play dumb, but half the time he knows way more than he let's on. And it's SUPER hard to get him angry.
Would be in a fraternity tbh. And like, seven sport teams.
The world is a lesser place with him cooped up away from it.
He's a HUGE teaser and talker. Loves to flirt and prank and play the vibes.
He's a NATRUAL at it
Give him ONE conversation. ONE chance, and he can get literally anyone out of their shell.
Loves having April or Casey or Vern around. Loves teasing them or harassing them tbh.
The bigger his social circle, the better his life.
Is usually a HUGE buffer between humans and his grumpy, tired brothers.
He would be the LIFE of the party. Would be an excellent host of an event, because he'd be everywhere talking to everyone. Remembering everyone by name and face, introducing people to one another, so on and so forth.
He would have multiple friend groups everywhere he goes, with all sorts of different types of people.
Out of his brothers, I see Mikey having the body count tbh
Also probably jumped into a relationship too soon and got hurt early on. He'll be way more ready for the next one.
He has SO MUCH TEXTING TO DO.
His favorite is snap chat.
The BEST out of all his brothers at reading social cues and body language. By FAR.
Can find something to talk about with ANYONE
He's been wishing to socialize his WHOLE LIFE. So he DO!
Probably the only one that can confront and process trauma in a healthy manner.
Not at all afraid of deeper, more meaningful conversations.
Often finds himself the one initiating deep conversations with people who need it the most (his brothers).
He knows there is a time and place for problem solving. And sometimes you just gotta sit with your feels.
Something his brothers STRUGGLE WITH
- 🟣 -
Donatello might not be EXTROVERTED but he is outgoing.
Second to Mikey, everyone in his family has a close relationship with Donnie.
Super caring and fun and inquisitive with everyone he meets.
He'll be down for ANYTHING. Sports, games, cooking, drives, crafts, working out, adventures or pranks or geeky movie nights.
He might not always be good at INICIATING these with strangers but he loves going along with stuff.
Loves showing people his projects and stuff and letting people use them or have them.
Will be there for his friends the instant they ask.
At a party he'd be in another room having a conversation with two or three people.
But I also see him hanging around girls a little more than guys. Finds the girlies to be easier company than guys.
He's been on discord for YEARS. He had human friends before even Mikey did.
But.
He's HYPERVIGALANT of the vibe
Extreme empath.
He does NOT like confrontation.
A HUGE people pleaser.
Feels he's stepping on eggshells around his loved ones and friends. In an effort to keep them happy.
He's a sensitive guy.
If he's told to shut up or be quiet, especially if he's excited or talking outloud- he's modified. He WILL shut up. For a while.
His brothers know this. While they get exasperated sometimes, they rarely interrupt him.
Does NOT like gossip. Don't gossip with him, he hates it
Makes him feel gross and mean.
Hates when people are upset or sad in any way.
When vibes get rough he does not cope well. Often chooses to avoid or straight up leave.
When things get heated he gets overstimulated quickly.
If he can't leave, he shuts down. He won't talk and if he does it's very quiet
Doesn't know how to help or address emotional things either. He prefers to let it go and just move on, leaving stuff unaddressed.
He's an outgoing and pleasant guy, but he definitely doesn't mix with everyone.
- 🔴 -
Meeting Raphael is a terrifying experience.
Because he talks and looks at you like he hates you already.
But he doesn't hate people.
He just sucks at them.
Raph wants a normal life just as badly as Mikey does.
Raphs love language is harassment???
He shows his love by annoying his loved ones. Or through teasing and banter. Or wrestling his bros to the ground or pull them into rough hugs.
However
When he meets new people he isn't there to make FRIENDS.
He's there to let you know that if you bullshit with his family you're gonna get whooped.
So he will posture and glare and tower and maybe even roll his neck or crack knuckles to anyone.
Literally anyone.
Remember how rude he was to April?
So when he can't do any of that- no banter, no pranks, no wrestling and no INTIMIDATING-
He is COMPLETELY at everyone's mercy
Put him in a group of girls, or take him to a party or a bar. ANYTHING out of his comfort zone.
He's very awkward.
Only because he's kinda quiet
And honestly SUPER shy.
Wants to be liked SUPER badly.
He doesn't know how to make friends. At all
Flirt with Raph. I dare you.
You'd terrify him
Is the type of guy at a party to stick to the side of someone he knows and never. Leave. It.
But he finds out he gets along with blue collar guys the most.
And Raph has this super power
He can detect if you're a good or bad character super quickly. Much quicker than everyone else in his family. Like, one conversation in.
Not that he really believes himself. He thinks everyone's out to get him. or his family
If he's not making fun of you, you know he doesn't like you.
Is the type of guy to have quality over quantity relationships.
Hates texting. Honestly hates social media and technology beyond like...insta reels or something. He doesn't like sitting on his phone or video games all the much. Half because he breaks things easily or gets easily frustrated at leaning how to work it.
Rather be doing something active or working on a car or build something or carve stuff.
Might not be as outgoing as Donnie or Mikey, but if people manage to ACTIALLY get him to do something fun, he is ALL IN and having a BLAST.
The kinda guy to crash at his friends house and just chill.
He recharges when he's in proximity of his loved ones. Not always SOCIALIZING but having his people close.
-🔵-
Our REAL introvert
He struggles to socialize even with his BROTHERS
Who are the only people in the world he allows himself to be even semi relaxed around
A conversation with anyone other than his dad and brothers is the opposite of a relaxing/easy activity.
He's honorable, polite, and formal.
But Leo is and EXTREMLY cold character.
Sometimes even a bit cruel and scary to strangers.
Has a weird habit of wrapping his arm kindly around someone he's about to hurt
Struggles to see even April as more than an 'asset' or 'person dad holds dear'
Doesn't see Vern as a friend. Doesn't see Casey as a friend.
Leo is the only turtle April doesn't have a strong connection to. Not out of lack of trying.
Tolerates social situations only if he falls into a leading (controlling) role.
Doesn't like large groups of people.
Very quiet otherwise.
Struggles to initiate activities with his brothers.
He sucks at it.
He is always receptive to when they reach out to him though
And kinda has a fear of getting turned down. Getting turned down by his brothers makes him sick to his stomach.
Not that he admits it.
He also doesn't handle rejection with any grace. Gets just a LITTLE pushy to make you either feel bad or like he's in charge
His brothers still gotta tolerate him being a little bossy and stuck up and a fun-sucker while they hang out with him. They know he can't help it.
But Leo is super relieved every single time they invite him to do something.
What would Leo be like at a party? Leo never WENT to the party. And if he DID, he'd be outside, trying to soak in the quiet. Listening to the party from out here.
or hug him, or just express somehow they still want him around or like him. Or love him. Because those moments are getting rarer and rarer the older they get.
He's completely alone other than his dad. At least he's thought so his whole life
Would be the one petting the cat. Or dog. Not the type to go LOOKING for it, but if it came to him, he would.
Yes, he texts, but never outside of absolute necessity. Or if his brothers remind him of April's birthday.
He likes to read
Even if Donnie, Mikey and Raph are together in the lair having fun, Leo is often by himself somewhere else.
He recharges alone. He does calligraphy and he sketches SOMETIMES. Little stick figures fighting with space guns or something.
But a lot of what he reads are super geeky stuff. Like star wars novels or manga.
But don't tell anyone.
Splinter is his preferred company. He adores time with his dad. He'll spar and train and talk with his dad often.
Doesn't care about having friends but he wants a girlfriend SUPER badly. More than all three of his brothers combined
Being alone with him sucks if you like to talk. He gives you a LOOK that SCREAMS shut the fuck up.
It takes EXTREMLY specific personalities to get Leo a little soft for them. A quiet person with a good sense of humor.
And the likely hood he'll ever get out to find and meet them is next to none existent.
Hey!! I was hoping to request some fluff. Something where 2012 Donatello walks in on fem! Reader partner with like curlers in her hair and him thinking they're cute or something. Sorry if this is confusing. Have a great day/night
A/N: This is an ADORABLE request! I hope this cute bit of fluff brings a smile to your face.
Enjoy! 😊
For Science, Of Course (fluff)
💜 2012 Donatello/Female Reader 💜
CWs: None. All characters are aged-up.
After a late-afternoon training session that left you happily exhausted, a long, hot shower was just what you needed.
Now, wrapped in a fluffy robe you borrowed from April, you stand in front of the mirror in your small, cordoned-off section of the lair. The space was your own, but Donnie’s handiwork was everywhere—from the cleverly designed shelving unit he’d built for you, to the reading light he’d made for your bed.
You hum a quiet tune as you carefully comb your damp hair. The little plastic curlers—all rainbow and pastels—are on the table beside you, lined up. You know they look ridiculous, but the soft waves they give you the next day make you feel pretty.
You meticulously section off a strand of hair near your temple and roll it around a bright pink cylinder, snapping the clasp shut. One down, about a dozen to go. You’re so absorbed in the process of getting it right that you don’t hear the soft footsteps approaching your doorway.
“Hey, I was just wondering if you’d seen my …” Donnie’s voice, a familiar and welcome tenor, cuts off abruptly. He’s stepped fully into the room, a data-pad in one hand, and his warm hazel eyes land squarely on you.
You freeze, a purple curler halfway to your head. A wave of heat, swift and unwelcome, floods your face, prickling at your ears and neck. Even after all this time together, he could still make you blush. “Don’t look at me!” you squeak, spinning around as if the back of your head is any less ridiculous than the front.
There’s a beat of stunned silence behind you. Your heart hammers in your chest, and you squeeze your eyes shut, cringing at the undignified sound you just made.
But then—soft, amused—Donnie chuckles. “I, uh … wasn’t expecting that,” he admits, and there’s no mockery in his voice, just gentle surprise.
You don’t dare turn around. “W-what do you want?” you mumble, trying not to sound like you’re about to melt into the floor. You clutch a curler like it’s a weapon, as if that’ll help you reclaim some semblance of dignity.
There’s a pause, then the quiet shuffle of his feet. “Sorry,” he says, a little sheepishly. “I didn’t mean to barge in. I was just looking for my multi-phasic particle de-resonator.” He finishes the sentence, the technical jargon sounding almost comical in the current situation.
You stay perfectly still, back rigid, a mortifying statue with half a head of plastic. Of course, he’s looking for something you can’t even pronounce. You can practically feel his analytical gaze on the curlers, dissecting the very purpose of their existence.
“What … are those, exactly?” he asks. You hear him take another soft step into the room. “Are they for enhancing thermal retention? Some kind of manual polymer reshaping device? Oh, wait. I see. The plastic likely holds the hair in a specific configuration while the keratin bonds reset during the dehydration process. Fascinating.”
“They’re just curlers, Donnie,” you manage, your voice flat. You feel a hysterical bubble of laughter trying to escape. Of course, he would turn your five-dollar beauty tools into a subject for a thesis. The embarrassment is so acute it’s starting to feel absurd.
“Oh.” There’s a pause. He clears his throat, the scientific curiosity in his tone replaced by a dawning, slightly panicked realization that he’s not helping. “Right. Sorry. I just … I’ve never seen them used before.” He sounds a bit flustered now, which, to your surprise, makes you feel a bit better. “I’m, uh, I’m making things worse, aren’t I?”
His earnest, fumbling attempt to backtrack is what does it. It’s so quintessentially him—so brilliant and yet so socially clumsy—that a small, actual smile touches your lips. Taking a deep breath, you slowly turn around to face him.
You clutch the lapels of your robe, your half-finished hair on full display. Donnie’s gaze meets yours, and his initial surprise has melted into something softer. He’s not looking at the ridiculous curlers anymore. He’s looking at you, at the blush still high on your cheeks, at the way you’re biting your lip.
“You don’t have to hide,” he says, his voice quiet and low as he closes the small space between you. He rests his hands gently on your waist. “It’s just me.”
His words, and his touch, settle the frantic beating of your heart into a slow, happy rhythm. “I know,” you whisper, leaning into him slightly. “I just … feel silly.”
A small, crooked smile plays on his lips. “For what it’s worth,” he says, his thumbs stroking your sides through the thick cotton. “I think it’s … efficient.”
You let out a soft laugh. “Efficient?”
“Well, yeah,” he reasons, that familiar spark of enthusiasm returning to his eyes. “It’s a passive system that achieves a complex stylistic result with minimal energy expenditure. That’s the very definition of efficiency.”
You shake your head, a warm smile spreading across your face. “Okay, Professor.”
A genuine smile graces his own features, the gap between his teeth making it even more endearing. “Well, I’m glad my engineering analysis has been met with your approval,” he says, his tone light and teasing.
“Right,” you say, feeling brave. “So, about that … multi-whatever de-resonator?” You nod towards the shelf beside you. “Is that the shiny metal thing over there?”
His eyes follow your gesture, and he lets out a soft “Ah!” of recognition. “That’s the one.” He doesn’t let go of your waist to get it and simply leans with you to scoop it up with one hand. Though his attention isn’t on the complex gadget. Instead, his gaze drifts back to your head. He hesitates for a second. “May I?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper as he motions with his free hand toward your hair.
You swallow, your heart giving a happy flutter, and nod.
Slowly, carefully, he reaches out. His long, three-fingered hand is steady as he gently taps the curler you first put in. “They’re … cute,” he says, and you can see a faint blush dusting his cheeks. A small, bashful smile touches his lips. “But mostly because they’re on you.”
Your breath hitches. The warmth intensifies, pooling in your stomach and making your knees feel weak. You’re sure the blush on your own cheeks is now a raging inferno.
His gaze drops to the purple curler still clutched in your hand. “You, uh … you missed a spot,” he observes gently. Before you can even process what’s happening, he puts the de-resonator aside and takes the curler from your unresisting fingers. His touch is brief but sends a jolt straight up your arm.
He turns you to face the mirror, wrapping his other arm fully around your waist and pulling you flush against his plastron. You rest your head back against his shoulder, watching your reflections together. His brow furrows in concentration as he takes the loose section of your hair. His touch is deft as he wraps the strands around the purple plastic, his knuckles brushing your temple. He fumbles for only a moment with the clasp before snapping it shut.
He pulls his hand back, looking incredibly proud of his handiwork in the mirror. “There,” he says, his voice thick with satisfaction.
You reach up and touch the curler he just placed, looking at his reflection—at his earnest expression and the loving look in his eyes—and you feel so full of affection it’s almost overwhelming.
He clears his throat, grabbing his de-resonator. “Well. I should, uh … go de-resonate some particles.” He presses a soft, quick kiss to your temple and steps back, finally moving toward the door. Then he pauses in the doorway, turning back to you, a playful glint in his eyes. “Make sure you document the results. For science, of course. I’d like to see the finished ‘complex stylistic result’ tomorrow.”
He grins at you and disappears down the hallway. You’re left alone in the quiet, your reflection staring back at you with a dazed, happy smile. You lift a hand to your cheek, which is still flaming hot. The plastic curlers no longer feel ridiculous at all.
Leo is a light sleeper. White-noise doesn’t bother him, but sudden movements or little noises indicating something is moving will jerk him awake.
He’s quick to fall back asleep if he finds everything to be alright.
He is a very quiet and still sleeper.
Leo has a single pillow and blanket for his bed. It’s easy to make in the morning, and he’s never thought of a reason to have more. (Leo knows he’ll cuddle the second pillow. And big strong leaders don’t cuddle second pillows).
Leo struggles to fall asleep outside the lair because the paranoia of keeping everyone safe and alive easily trumps anything in Leo’s life, especially sleep.
At the lair he prefers his bed every single night, because not sleeping in his bed could mess up his routine. Which he hates.
Not a napper. He thrives in routine, and also is strictly self-disciplined. He won’t let himself nap unless he really REALLY has nothing else to do. Which is rare. He is always trying to stay busy and productive. True Virgo.
Has bouts of sleeplessness. Opposite of Donnie. Once every several months he’ll be unable to sleep for a couple days due to stress.
Donatello
Nobody knows how this guy is even alive.
Donnie rarely sleeps.
Even in the middle of the day you’ll find Donnie drawing or on a computer of some kind either doing something cybersecurity wise, researching or just playing videogames.
When Donnie does finally fall asleep, it’s almost never in his own bed. Donnie has a cot in the lab; and a hammock in the garage. He’s more often found in one or the other.
Donnie's naps are when the exhaustion hits him out of nowhere.
Once every couple months he literally has a 24+ hour coma. NOTHING except maybe the end of the world will wake him.
The guys have to make sure he eats and drinks, because Donnie forgets to, often.
Donnie can lock into the flow state for days, so during these times he can be sincerely startled by what time or day it is.
It’s a serious struggle to talk him into bed. He’s an insistent, stubborn fucker, often using family safety as an excuse. Don’t let him win.
Donnie is the heaviest sleeper of the family, and can fall asleep anywhere. You can find him asleep in his lab chair often, his head tiled back and mouth slack, his glasses hanging almost off his face.
Also he’s the only talker. He mutters and twitches in his sleep. It’s always fucking nonsense. It’s rare, but sometimes you CAN have a full blown conversation with him.
Raph
Chronic sleep apnea.
His family makes fun of him for it
Raph's snoring is crazy loud. He’s a big guy
Raph is sleeping all the time. Constantly tired. Constantly underrested.
Extremely deep sleeper.
But he won’t sleep through alarms he knows are coming.
Raph doesn’t twitch or move while he sleeps. Sometimes that's a problem, if you can’t get him to wake up and move.
Raph runs super duper hot. He’s a big guy, and the coldbloodedness did not survive the mutation. He doesn’t need a blanket to fall asleep.
Raph uses tons of pillows for support. His shell and joints need it and hes a cuddly guy. He likes the comfort of support and holding something to his chest.
Raph can forget to make his bed, but he’s way neater than Donnie and Mikey. He has certain spaces he does prefer to be organized and clean. The bed isn’t always one of those spots.
Raph can fall asleep anywhere, but staying asleep can be difficult if his breathing is blocked off so badly it is stopped all together in his chest or neck. Can snore himself awake.
Raph's not a morning person and he isn’t really a night owl either. If he isn’t doing something active or adrenaline inducing, he’s a pretty sleepy guy. His naps aren’t daily but they are way way more often than anyone else in the family.
Michelangelo
His mind is very active and vivid, and consequently suffers from the worst nightmares out of all of them.
He doesn’t talk about it, but he struggles to fall asleep and stay asleep because of them.
If the dream was bad enough, he’ll get up and start simple exercise or stretches in the dojo, or go for a run. Has learned to just deal with it.
He learns this when he ages, but Mike has a type of personality that thrives in routine, so a nap can throw off the rest of the day. Mike tries his best to keep that from happening. But sometimes he just can’t help it. .
But Mike is actually good with staying awake all day. Is a lot like Leo, except instead of working to be purely ‘productive’, Mike works to stay occupied.
Mike likes exercise and sports. He actually enjoys training with his brothers, it gets him in that flow state. Video games also do this. He has countless hobbies as well. They all do.
Mike also enjoys being the one making breakfast in the morning and delegating lunches and dinners with Raph. This will motivate him enough to get him out of bed in the morning.
Woke up and saw a new bayverse writer and got super excited! Welcome, we sit in the dark corner with snacks, pillows, and the occasional person that passes by and looks at us crazy 😬🤏
Thought I'd come by and just say hello! And also ask if you'd be willing to give some relationship headcanons for Mikey and/or Raph? If that hasn't been requested yet. Thanks!
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ BAYVERSE!RAPHAEL DATING HCS
ᯓ★ lots of fluff, jealousy things (angst maybe), reader goes by she/her pronouns! (This is so late— im sorry—)
Is the definition of mean to the world but sweetest to his girl
The most common scenario is this: He could be talking to Casey and just be saying a bunch of mean shit to him but the moment you approach him to ask him something, he softens his tone and looks at you, narrowed brows with a concerned look as if you're the most fragile thing in the world.
He actually thinks you'll break if he raises his voice at you.
Casey has made fun of him many times for this but drops it each time Raph threatens to hit him.
He calls you babe. That's it.
Sometimes baby girl if he's feeling brave.
You happen to picked up the habit of stealing his things. Or in your words 'borrowing'.
"Uhhh babe... Where's my glasses?"
He's not complaining since it's been the norm for you to wear his glasses out in the open when you go to work or such.
He likes to think its a way of you having a part of him everytime you're away.
But theres no denying that the two of you guys argue every now and then.
Its not that you want to but he just jumps to conclusions very fast. He does try to control it but sometimes his heart speculates faster than his mind thinks.
Like the time he dropped you off at your place and because of how exhausted you were, you failed to notice him leaning in to give you a goodbye kiss when you walked off.
That ruined his self-esteem for sure.
He really thought you didn't love him anymore and he was too afraid to ask you about it.
It was when you noticed him sulking that you finally confronted him.
He's definitely a physical touch kind of man.
He CANNOT keep his hands off of you. NO. NA-DA.
You need the whole world to pry his hands off of you.
His favourite thing to do is to have you in bed where he just wraps his arms around your waist while he rests his head on your stomach. It makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
He has jealousy problems.
He doesn't mind if you're close with his brothers because technically you're part of the family but with Casey or Vern?
Yeah no.
I mean there are boundaries to things.
Casey is smart enough to know not to try anything (in front of Raph) but Vern never gets the hint.
Has tried to get you to go on 'exclusive dinners' but you always said no because you knew how weird the guy was.
Nearly got beaten to shits by Raph if Leo wasn't there to stop him.
Has definitely done the bicep ribbon trend with you. How you were in awe from the way the ribbon elegantly untied itself around his bicep when he flexed his muscles made him feel all prideful of himself.
Never slacks off when working out.
He does enjoy kisses but he gets all awfully shy when you do it in public.
Like if you ever do kiss him in front of his brothers, even a simple peck on the cheek, he would not be able to face them for a moment.
He blushes hard and needs time to calm down.
He loves it soooooooo much when you dress up.
It doesn't matter what your style is because everytime you put in the effort to get all dressed up for date nights. He goes absolutely berserk.
Compliments your looks on a daily basis.
Doesn't matter if its your lazy day where you look a mess.
You're still irresistible to him.
Loves to keep the little things you leave in his room.
Either its your lip gloss or hair tie. He keeps it safe in his drawers just so it doesn't go missing or that you may need it later.
Yes he does sniff your hair tie.
It's only instinct since your hair smells so good.
Yes, the foot clan has kidnapped you a few times and it's ridiculous how many times it has happened. You fell for the homeless person trick AND the stray cat strategy.
All this effort just to ask you to spill any inside information to them.
Like just imagine you tied to a chair as Karai threatens to kill you but you're just wondering how long is it gonna take this time for the brothers to track you down.
Being thrown into this lifestyle is not for the weak.
But eventually you get saved all the time. Just imagine Raph removing the restraints around your arms with a regretful look.
"Sorry baby, I should've protected you better. I promise to keep you safe"
April had brought you into the lair one night, insisting you’d be a valuable addition to the team. At first, Donnie thought you’d be like anyone else, but then he saw you.
Your bright, pastel-colored outfit caught his attention immediately, a stark contrast to the dim, industrial tones of the lair. And then there was your hair—long, flowing, and streaked with colors so vibrant it almost looked like a prism.
“Is your hair... naturally like that?” Donnie asked before he could stop himself.
You laughed, brushing a strand behind your ear. “Nope! It’s dyed. I like to stand out, you know?”
Donnie blinked, unsure how to respond. You certainly stood out, that was for sure.
He quickly learned there was more to you than your eye-catching appearance.
One of the first things that caught him off guard was your strength. During a training session, Donnie watched in stunned silence as you easily lifted a heavy training dummy and hurled it across the room.
“Impressive,” he muttered, adjusting his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
You grinned, wiping sweat from your brow. “Thanks! I’ve always been a bit on the stronger side.”
“A bit?” Donnie repeated, incredulous.
“Okay, maybe a lot,” you admitted with a wink.
Donnie didn’t say anything, but he made a mental note to measure your strength later—purely for scientific purposes, of course.
Then there was your appetite.
One evening, Donnie walked into the kitchen to grab a snack and found you sitting at the table with Mikey, the two of you demolishing an entire pizza.
“Wow,” Donnie said, raising an eyebrow. “I didn’t think anyone could keep up with Mikey’s eating habits.”
You swallowed a mouthful of pizza and smiled. “What can I say? I love food!”
Mikey laughed, nudging you playfully. “Don’t worry, D. Y/N’s got a black hole for a stomach like me!”
Donnie couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking his head. “Of course...”
Despite your quirks—or maybe because of them—Donnie found himself intrigued by you.
Your bright clothes, your boundless energy, your unapologetic individuality... It was all so different from the calculated, methodical world he lived in.
One thing that particularly caught his attention was your socks—or, more accurately, your constant struggle to keep them from slipping. Every time you adjusted them during training, Donnie couldn’t help but notice.
“Why don’t you just get longer socks?” he asked one day, genuinely curious.
“I’ve tried,” you said with a sigh. “But they always fall down. It’s so annoying!”
That conversation stuck with him, and a few days later, Donnie found himself tinkering in his lab. He designed a pair of custom socks with reinforced elastic, ensuring they wouldn’t slip no matter how much you moved.
When he handed them to you, you were surprised.
“They're for me?” you said, holding them up.
“They’re designed to stay up during activity,” Donnie explained, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. “I noticed you were struggling with yours, so I thought these might help.”
Your face lit up, and you gave him a beaming smile. “Donnie, that’s so thoughtful! Thank you!”
You hugged him tightly, catching him off guard.
“It’s nothing,” he said, trying to play it cool. But his heart was racing, and he couldn’t help the small smile that crept onto his face.
Over time, Donnie found himself growing more and more attached to you.
It wasn’t just your strength or your unique style—it was the way you treated him. You didn’t just see him as “the smart one” or “the tech guy.” You saw him.
And you had a way of surprising him with small gestures, like bringing him snacks while he worked or showing genuine interest in his inventions.
One day, you handed him a small bracelet made of colorful beads.
“What’s this?” Donnie asked, examining it.
“A good luck charm,” you said with a smile. “I thought you could use it in the lab.”
Donnie stared at the bracelet, his chest tightening. It was such a simple gesture, but it meant so much to him.
“Thank you,” he said softly, slipping it onto his wrist.
Donnie wasn’t used to feeling this way—flustered, nervous, happy. But with you, it felt natural.
You were a whirlwind of color and energy in his otherwise structured world, and he found himself drawn to you in ways he didn’t fully understand.
First kiss headcanons with TMNT boys? (Separately, hope it makes sense lol)
YAS IT DOES I LOVE IT.
ehem ehem...
FIRST KISS HEADCANONS TMNT BAYVERSE X FEM! READER
Leonardo
Leo’s the slow burn of slow burns. He doesn’t rush a damn thing, especially not something as intimate as this.
He’s been fighting the urge for weeks, but every time your hand brushes his arm or you smile up at him after a mission… the control cracks a little more.
You notice him stealing glances. That stoic face flickers, eyes soft, mouth tense like he’s biting words back.
When you ask, “What is it?” he exhales, the type of sigh that sounds like surrender.
He leans in a little too close, still trying to hold onto his composure. His voice drops “I shouldn’t… but I really want to.”
His hand ghosts over your jaw before he pulls back, testing you, giving you a chance to stop him. You don’t.
The kiss starts feather-light, almost hesitant. Then his discipline dissolves, his other hand slides to the back of your neck, deepening it.
When he finally pulls away, forehead resting against yours, he whispers “You’re going to ruin my focus.”
You smirk, breathless: “Good.”
.
.
.
Raphael
Raph’s the type to fight his feelings like they’re another enemy to beat. He’s all bark until it’s about you, then suddenly he’s tongue-tied.
The first kiss doesn’t happen soft. It happens loud, after one too many teases, one too many looks.
You’re arguing about something stupid (probably him being reckless again), and he smirks, all cocky “What, ya worried about me or somethin’, sweetheart?” You roll your eyes, shove his shoulder — and he catches your wrist. That’s when the mood shifts.
His grin falters. The heat in his eyes changes — not anger anymore, but something dangerous in a different way.
He steps closer, testing boundaries he knows damn well he’s about to cross.
“You keep lookin’ at me like that, I’m gonna do somethin’ you won’t forget.”
You whisper, “Then do it.”
That’s it.
He kisses you like it’s the last fight he’ll ever win — rough hands, firm grip, but still holding back just enough to not scare you.
When he breaks the kiss, his voice is low “Now you can worry ‘bout me all you want.”
.
.
.
Donatello
Donnie’s crush on you? Obvious to everyone but him. He overthinks it to the point of paralysis
The first kiss isn’t planned. It’s a glitch in the system.
You wake him gently, brushing his shoulder — and he startles, knocking over a wrench. His face goes red instantly.
You laugh, leaning in to help him, and that’s when you realize how close your faces are. He freezes.
His brain short-circuits: words fail, calculations gone. Just heartbeat and warmth.
You whisper something teasing like, “What, no smart comeback this time?”
He swallows hard, eyes flicking to your lips, then back up.
“I can… think of a few responses.”
Before he loses the nerve, he leans in, soft, uncertain, trembling. The kind of kiss where his hand hesitates halfway before resting on your waist.
It’s shy at first, sweet, but there’s passion simmering under it, the kind that only builds from long, quiet yearning.
When he pulls away, he’s breathless and dazed, mumbling, “I think I just discovered a new law of attraction.”
You grin, “Yeah? You gonna write a paper on it?”
“Only if you’re my co-author”
My poor guy's brain is overheating lmao
.
.
.
Michelangelo
Mikey’s been flirting since day one, but it’s usually jokes, nicknames, cheeky winks, until this night (oops)
The laughter fades, replaced by this hush where you both realize… something shifted.
He’s looking at you, smile softening, the goofiness melting into something almost tender.
“Y’know, I joke a lot” he says, voice suddenly low “but this right here? Kinda feels like my favorite dream.”
You tilt your head, teasing, “You dream about me often?”
He grins, but there’s a blush creeping up his neck. “Only the good kind, angel.”
Then he moves closer — his hand brushing your hair back, fingers lingering a little too long.
You can feel his breath when he murmurs, “Can I?” (HE IS SO CUTE)
You nod.
The kiss is sweet, but alive, all warmth and smile and heartbeat. He tastes like bubblegum and adrenaline.
Halfway through, he chuckles softly against your lips. “Damn, I’m gonna need a sequel.”
You laugh into the kiss, hand on his chest, feeling it race.
ᯓ★ lots of fluff, reader goes by she/her pronouns! (This is late and short— sorry—)
He confessed first.
It came as a shocker to everyone since nobody thought he'd be the type to.
But again he's the type to be like 'If she rejects me then she rejects me'
So imagine his surprise when you said yes. He had a whole script ready for when you said no so he was just stumbling over his words like a mess when you did accept his feelings.
Speaking of, you're the only person in his life he has a hard time of saying no to. Its like you bring out this carefreeness inside him people rarely gets to see.
You once asked him to glitter bomb Raph's punching bag so that everytime he swings at it glitter explodes out of nowhere.
Obviously Leo gave you that stern "No" but next thing you know he's reminding Raph to train.
Completely walking him into the trap you've set up.
You guys enjoy sharing your food... or more like you eating his food since he eats like an IG model.
He always passes you the soda cans when he's done drinking from it and its like he only took a few sips from it.
He has a strict diet.
So yes he cares about his greens.
And yes he cares about your health.
Voluntarily helps you workout. It doesn't have to be intense (unless you suggest so), he just wants you to be in good health.
He'd hate to see you get sick.
You once got a fever and he literally dropped out of everything (even patrols) to take care of you. Because of that the fever only lasted for a few days rather than a week.
You love being carried and he doesn't mind it at all.
He actually enjoys how giddy it makes you feel.
Would spin you around like a Disney princess if you'd let him.
Has definitely caught you playing with his katana before.
He doesn't say anything, just leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded as he watches you attempt to open your snacks with the katana because you couldn't find any scissors.
So you know the blue ribbon that hangs from his katana?
That would become your signature look.
Either its used to tie your ponytail, shoes, skirts, its whatever.
It was like a discreet way to say you were his.
And he loves it. He goes crazy over it but you wouldn't know because he always manages to keep his composure.
That doesn't mean he won't kiss you and say how beautiful you are.
Loves to smell the heck out of you.
If you're ever passing by, either to get something or talk to someone, he will always wrap his arms around from the back before he buries his face into the crook of your neck.
Your smell is just so addictive to him.
The only way he can put it into words is how the smell of you just calms him down entirely.
Out of everybody, he feels he can drop his strong leader demeanor and be his stupid self when he's around you.
Is very cheeky when its just the two of you.
He loves tickling you when you least expect it and then finds it amusing having to watch you try to fight your way out of it.
Its not like he can help it.
That pouty angry look of yours just encourages him even more.
He definitely calls you baby. Clichés is best after all.
"I've missed you baby" He'd say before lifting you by the chin to kiss you.
Yes he's a huge kisser. There is not a day that goes where he doesn't kiss you.
Either its quick kiss on the cheek or a long passionate one.
However, his love language is basically words of affirmation.
There's nothing better than voicing your love for someone. Well that's what he thinks.
You do call him cheesy for some of the things he said but he just shuts you up with kisses so that you both end up sounding like laughing fools.
Talks about you all the time... especially when he's with the others.
Always mentioning how you would love these flowers, how you would love the bright moon and whatever else it is that you'd love. He always feels the need to bring you up.
Wait yes yes I’m so curious now I wanna know their types
I'm gonna use this ask to post it!
Which this is a reminder that I think the guys are very flexible about this stuff. Not being the kind of person that match their preferences isn't a deal breaker for them and they're always capable of trying and even loving new experiences and people.
With that best being said...
Types the Guys Have!
Leonardo
- Leo is a very straightforward and in charge kind of guy, he's not fond of being told what to do
- That being said, he loves being told what to do. Within reason! He likes challenges and if you're a difficult person then it draws him in. You would think that wouldn't work considering who he is but Leonardo is the kind of person that needs to have his boundaries stretched
- Someone that, when it calls for it, can hold their own. He wants a person that's fit and can learn quick when it comes to fending for theirselves. He never minds being your hero when it comes down to it, but just knowing you can handle his world eases his mind
- a strong back and legs really get his gears going
- This also means he wants someone that is resilient. Even if your world is chaos or you have it hard, it's admirable to see you go through it unphased
- I love Leorai (not, in a 2012 or rise kind of way), so this influences a lot of it. But even if he likes someone that can be snappy and quick witted and bossy, he also needs that person to be real with him. At the end of the day, when you're alone, you both should be able to lie side by side and just let go of the weight and be vulnerable. He considers it really special to have someone he can be raw and honest with
Raphael
- #demiromantic @moxfirefly knows what I'm talking about
- He needs someone that is PATIENT! Like a saint. Especially in the start, because even you breathing different makes him scatter. He has bad days, he has great days, he wants someone that can handle it. Handle the week where he disappears, the week where all he wants to do is be up your ass, he needs stability
- You've gotta lead in terms of intimacy and breaking barriers. First kiss is you, first make out is you, all of it is you giving the big 'OKAY' and then letting him take the time to learn
- Wants someone that isn't involved in his world. No fighting, no vigilante business, no trying to get involved. He needs you to be his sense of normalcy and the only chance you're getting in his world is staying at the lair and being medic and even then he just hates you seeing it. You know what he does but he doesn't want you seeing it all
- You could be fit or soft, he isn't the guy to care. He loves making late night snacks with you but also loves when you join him in the gym
- Has a deep appreciation and love for people with hard jobs. Medical, EMS, criminal justice, etc. He has a softer heart for people that love helping others, because that's something you'll have in common
Donatello
- Most likely to date a sweetheart and a tender soul. Something about a person that's kind despite the world really calls to him
- That being said, also likely to date a teacher. Especially elementary or middle school. He loves hearing your lesson plans, your passion for child development, the way you're still able to get up in the morning with a smile and ready to do it again, even if your students are difficult. Also likes contributing to your ideas, especially if you're a science teacher
- Said this once before, he would gravitate towards a person that's on the chubbier or softer side
- Doesn't mind you knowing about his world and what he does, and if you want to contribute then he can't stop you, but he begs for you to just stay at base. You don't need to be running around and about on his account and he likes coming back to know you're there waiting for him
- Needs someone that has their own hobbies. Reading, art, anything. Mostly because that means coexisting and not having to worry about entertaining you
- You need a sweet tooth, because he has a sweet tooth. And if you say no to a midnight ice cream snack then what's the point
Michelangelo
- The most flexible of them all. He just wants someone that is kind, that can laugh, and that can understand him. He's someone that requires patience, care, and empathy. He knows he can be a lot sometimes, he just asks you go along with it
- And on those days where he can't get up in the morning, where the fact he's a mutant glares in his mind, he really needs you. Just hold him, let him feel it, let him be... not Mikey. He isn't always bouncing around and he hates it
- If you wanted to learn how to fight then he's all for it. Self defense, combat (Leo barges in on that one), play fighting. It's all fun and good until you get hurt, then he's doubting if he should have ever indulged you
- Boobs. Any kind. Man, woman, enby, whoever. Pecs or tits. He is weak. Most shallow thing about him is the way he pinches your nipple and gropes your chest
- Alternative people! He loves when you customize your character. Haircut and style, piercings, tattoos, clothes. It's mesmerizing
- You have gotta have some child like wonder in some capacity
in your opinion, what type of person attract each of the bayverse turtles? and with whom they would be most compatible with?👀
100% Compatibility: Bayverse! Turtles x Reader Drabbles
💌 this is such a cute request!! wanted to get something out because apparently i've been inactive with my writing for about a month here... VOP is coming soon i promise 🤍
requests are open <3: finishing violation of protocol first, though ;)
tags: bayverse, x reader, gender neutral, leo, raph, donnie, mikey, drabbles? headcanons? i didn't know what to call it, fluff and attraction
synopsis: a little analysis of each turtle's interests in a person. what exactly are they attracted to? who are they compatible with?
╰♥︎ ╮
In my opinion, Leo would be the most attracted, or, naturally compatible with someone who possesses the capability to keep his domineering persona in line. That turtle has it in his head consistently that he needs to be the leader, he needs to be the one on top of things all of the time, he needs to be able to put individuals below him where they quote-on-quote ‘belong’-- as he’d so disrespectfully label it. Unfortunately, he also needs to know that he can’t exactly… do that every time. So much for respect! The man can hardly keep his sensitive emotions in his head when he boasts his ability to do so.
He does try, though. It’s not really an ‘anger-issue,’ per se, but rather more of a ‘control’ kind of issue? Everything NEEDS to go his way and he'll be all sensitive and negatively emotional when it doesn't. After the whole airplane incident, he had a long talk with Splinter about how he treats his team. Here and there, he’d struggle– but he would do better with a constant reminder. That’s where you come in.
Leo would be naturally compatible with somebody who can talk some sense into his brain. Who can tell him off when the time calls for it; who can be more dominant in the situation despite the fact that he knows damn well he should be acting better.
Occasionally, he’ll act all bitchy and possessive to piss you off, just so he can watch you knock some sense into him when he’s trying to take control of others again.
You notice (more often than not, now) that Leo’s done a better job at it. You watched him grow into the “honor-boy” that his brothers, Raph, especially, had stereotyped him to be.
Oh, he became an honor-boy, alright. Just for you.
Because, oh, you want him? Do you need him to help you out with something simple? He can help you, sure. More teasing ensues and he’ll be a little brat about it. But oh! This means you have to get all bossy with him, telling him to ‘stop’ and to ‘get his damn act together?’ Please, more, Leo would be addicted to that!
Of course the attitude is a front. But by god, once he’s got a hold of you, that man is obsessed.
(TLDR; he’s sensitive and submissive to individuals who will call him out for his bullshit. he also really likes it when you glaze him though because good god i just know he gets the ego boost and’ll get all teasing and taunting again and obsessed with the idea that you want him. he’s severely attracted to the idea, i guarantee it)
Next is Raph.
Oh, Raph. Big Red. Easy enough to write for, because I’ve had this idea in my head for ages.
You may think he needs someone that’s chronically angry or ticked off like him. No. He wants the opposite.
He wants someone that’s willing to help him coax into his calmer nature. He’s not just angry. God, that’s all anyone ever sees him as. He has a personality, for God’s sakes! He likes knitting! Motorcycles! Working out! He has a huge stuffed animal on his bed because of that one time Mikey compared him to a giant teddy bear!
Raph wants–no, needs–someone who’s willing to ease him into this lifestyle, out and away from the anger. NOT like the “I can fix him 😈” way. Absolutely not, that shit turns him in the opposite direction. He needs someone willing to wait. Willing to see him for who he is, past the anger, and help him with his identity. He often found himself attracted to people who study any kind of arts or humanities for this reason! Not to stereotype, but he found that the majority of them were great listeners, and even had unique passions of their own. Hell, he’d love someone who wouldn’t judge him for his anxious knitting and crochet hobby lol. He gets enough shit from his brothers for it.
He might also find it interesting if you were interested in cars, or any kind of motorized vehicle, for that matter. Raph’s also smart, it’s not just Donnie! He knows how to work with vehicles, he works on his motorcycle all the damn time. If you had some sort of background knowledge to yap with him about, dude would be head over heels.
I also think he’d be really into bakers. If he was having a rough day and you slipped a plate of warm cookies through a crack in his door, he’d find himself trailing the scent and straight back to you. Not to mention the cute little note you’d slipped on top of them. Something like a “hope you’re doing okay,” or “didn’t want u to feel left out <3”... that would mean the world to him.
He likes people he can be physically intimate with. PDA, touching, showing you off, that’s Raph’s thing. Gently wiping off your sweat because he pushed you past your breaking point in a workout. Let him love you! Let him show you off!
He worked hard for this, can’t he prove it to you?
Donnie’s turn!
That man is absolutely, 100%, undeniable, most compatible with people who hyperfixate. Shocker.
You don’t need to be smart like him! While he does appreciate the intelligence quotient compatibility… dude’s a nerd. A geek. Could and would hyperfixate on something for days and stay up til the crack of dawn conversing about it. Donnie does not need a second Donnie in the room. Donnie would explode out of excitement and shit would go awry. He’d love that, though, but again– it’s not necessary.
I have a headcanon that he’s a comic and book nerd. One of his favorite things to talk about is the horrendous book-to-movie adaptations he sees, it usually turns into a passionate, angry rant that you can’t help but tease him for—even though you’re right there with him, following every single word that seeps out of his mouth that has an usually large tongue hanging out of it here and there. He appreciates that you actually listen to his critiques of pacing and character arcs. He appreciates you listening in general, most people just zone out when he enters that mode!
That’s what he’s attracted to– yes, intelligence, but a specific kind. When you can stay up and chat for hours about one topic, that’s what he loves! Not only that, but getting you out of your comfort zone, too. Quiet individuals. He likes those. I’ll come back to it.
Back to the teasing… yes, that is another trait he finds attractive. I wouldn’t necessarily say he’s compatible with it, though, as he’s genuinely terrible at telling you off. He’ll get all shy and push his glasses up and spin his chair away in the opposite direction of where you’re facing. The fact that you’re quiet, shy, reserved? Donnie would never have predicted you saying something as outward as that would fluster him.
(he does pretend he’s all that and a bag of chips in his free time though. i know it. once you get to know him, he gets more confident in himself, eventually retaliating to your teasing. he hopes those teases eventually turn into flirts… he’s kinda hyped himself up for that a tad bit too much. he knows he’s tall and nerdy and kind of a sarcastic little shit at heart who curses all the time but he can make himself attractive, right? through words? god, how he hopes. )
Please ask him questions. He loves people who ask him questions.
Match his freak. He has a terrible habit of cursing and listening to slutty nerd music (I totally stole that headcanon from @ray-jaykub . i am obsessed with it, it’s forever in my mind. full credit to you for that 🙏) So, yes. Sit there and pretend to enjoy it.
He’s into the shy, quiet ones. Loves when they, again, match his freak in private. Loves glasses, too. don’t debate me i’m not changing any part of that headcanon
Mikey, the last turtle of this little ramble!!
It honestly doesn’t even matter because he can’t really tell, but he’d be so naturally compatible with someone who’s a younger sibling, just like him. Shocker, right? Mikey’s been pushed down, shoved aside, and flat-out ignored just because everyone assumes he doesn’t know enough or hasn’t seen enough of the world to actually engage in a more mature conversation. He’d love to find someone who just gets that struggle.
Mikey pays attention to hierarchy more than people think. Who gets listened to first? Who gets interrupted? Who gets talked over? That, he listens to.
Orange wants someone who can keep up with him… someone who genuinely likes him for who he is and includes them in his conversations. He wants someone expressive, who tells them how he feels, if he’s gone overboard or screwed something up! Mikey would ABSOLUTELY stress that communication is key. He’s a green flag, greenest of green.
Usually, none of the turtles are going to choose someone solely off of physical looks; that doesn’t change with Mikey. However, he does love– LOVE– people with expressive faces. People who have interesting features, like him, immediately catch his eyes. He reads people visually first, so if someone is emotionally legible, he’d be more prone to interacting with them.
Another thing visually: he likes it when people dress casually, not professionally all the time! Mikey is very chill, laid back, and hates being told what to do. Anytime he sees someone dressed professionally, suit and tie, blazer and heels, in a certain dress code—a cop outfit (woah, where’d that come from? cough)? He thinks he’s gonna get bossed around. Not something he’s really into. He prefers them naturally soft and inviting!
Mikey has a soft spot for anyone who can whip up a meal. He prefers savory cooking to sweet baking, but that man’s stomach is also a bottomless pit, so he’ll take anything he can get. He gets along with his Red brother for this reason; they’re closer together, so they share that interest for sure ❤️🧡
Like Donnie, that man’s freak level is above what’s natural. He is absolutely going to use that to toy with you, though he might inadvertently find himself drawn to your retaliation. Mikey doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into, now. Just like every other situation he manages to find himself in…
He’s respectful!! Always!! Again, Michelangelo is such a green flag. Always making sure you’re comfortable, you have what you want, you’re warm and cozied up under a blanket with him– let him spoil you. That’s another thing he loves. After being in the role of the youngest, being a caretaker really isn’t so bad. He lovessss loving on you. Please let him, he won’t let you down.
As long as you’re the subject, by all means– he’ll tend to you any day of the week.
A mention from the honorable symbiosae?! It can't be! It is!
I'm so glad the slutty nerd music thing stuck with you!! I feel like if I made playlists for them all, he would actually be the easiest to make one for (but that's bc I selfishly think me and him could share a radio).
These are so good! I love the way you write, you really have a depth for explaining your reasoning. And I agree so extra hard with Leo, that man is a total brat, has been since birth. But ugh! These are all so good! They all make so much sense, you went way deeper than I did!
And I can't wait for VOP, oh that's gonna be amazing!!
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Over the Phone (Bayverse!Raph x GN!Reader)
ᯓ★ smut, raph being a horn dog, m_sturbation(m!only), reader pronouns not mentioned! (This is a short lazy one, had to let it out)
ᯓ★
Imagine video calling your boyfriend, blabbering about your day on and on, completely oblivious to the fact that his hand is shoved deep inside the thin fabric of his boxers. His hand curled into a fist as he pumps his throbbing hard cock to ecstasy.
Can you blame him though? You're just so cute and he's missed you for days now. He licks his lips, his eyes focused entirely on you. He couldn't help it. Especially when you're wearing that low cut top. It's like you're doing this on purpose to seduce him.
"Are you listening?" You asked, chuckling a bit when you notice you could only see the top half of his face now. His pillow seeming to be the thing you're talking to.
He grunts.
"Yeah..." He blurted out, his words stuttering for a bit.
You smile with your head rested on the palm of your hand.
"You know I love you right?" You confessed and the way you looked at him full of love, it only made him speed up the pace of his hand.
"Yeah?" He answered, a breathy laugh escaping between his lips.
"Yeah, I was thinking of going out tomorrow night. I made sure to clear out my schedule so I'd be free" You placed your phone on your desk, the wall supporting it. He watches the way you run your hands across your hair.
Why couldn't you just be here right now?
"Tomorrow... s-sure..." He muttered, his eyes fluttering shut as he could feel the muscles in his forearm start to burn.
"You tired baby?" Your teasing tone made him whimper out of desperation.
"Need ya.." His voice completely out of breath.
He was close.
His precum had completely soaked the fabric through his pants. The fluid made it slippery enough for him to go faster. Images of you riding him was all he could think about in his head. He always loved it when you straddled him, edging him to his limits. You can be so sweet yet so cruel to him sometimes.
"You're adorable, you know that? Well... I'm beat... I'll see you tomorrow then" You stretched your arms exhaustedly.
"Bye baby, I love youuu" You cooed and it took every last remaining strength in him to not moan and out himself.
"Love you more" He said. With a smile on your face, you ended the call.
The moment you disappeared from the frame of his screen, he threw his phone aside as he shoved his face into his pillow. With his cursing muffled, he could feel his face burning up. Imagining you crying out his name the way he always makes you simply turned him on.
How you'd dig your nails into his shoulder. That lust in your eyes.
His breath hitches.
"Ohfuuuck—!" He moans, his orgasm wetting his pants to the mattress beneath him. His toes curled as he gave himself a few more tired pumps before turning to his back to catch his breath.
Omg omg!!! Please tell me your tmnt (bayverse ofc) headcanons, THE MOST RANDOM ONES PLZZZ
Also, I really loved your post on 'how they would protect you' !!
Random TMNT Headcanons!
Bayverse!
A/N: I have so many head canons for the tmnt, but these are a few that realllllly stick out to me. If you also dont agree with them, please remember that they are MY head canons:)
Also, remember my requests are always open! Sorry If it's taking me so long to get to everyone, im kinda slow...
✎﹏﹏﹏﹏
Random tmnt headcanons:
Raphael!
Raphael is superstitious (won’t walk under a ladder, etc)
Raphael once convinced April to buy him the Fortnite battle pass. He never finished it
Raphael refuses to admit it, but he sleeps better when there’s background noise (usually Mikey watching something dumb at 3am)
Raphael cracks his knuckles CONSTANTLY and it drives Donnie insane
Raphael has tried journaling once. It lasted two days before he got mad at the paper
He 100% replays arguments he had with Leo in his head later and thinks of better comebacks
Michelangelo
Mikey for some reason is very good at tongue twisters
Mikey has a really great long-term memory, but terrible short-term memory
Mikey once tried bullying little kids on Roblox but ended up getting bullied himself
Mikey really wishes he could sing, but he can’t (Cue him singing to April at the end of TMNT 2014)
Mikey forgets what he walked into a room for at least 5 times a day
Mikey has accidentally spoiled movies for everyone because he talks too much
Donatello
Donnie gets ready for Christmas way too early
Donnie for sure is a Discord mod, or was at one point
Donnie has an AO3 account, and he reads sci-fi fanfiction
Donnie really likes board games, but no one ever wants to play with him
Donnie has at least 40 tabs open in his browser at all times and refuses to close any of them
Donnie has a playlist for literally every mood/situation (even super specific ones like “working but slightly annoyed”)
Donnie definitely googles questions he already knows the answer to just to make sure he’s still right
Donnie sets alarms and then ignores them
Leonardo
Leonardo has played smash or pass AT LEAST ONCE IN HIS LIFE
Leonardo is great at doing impressions, he rarely does it anymore so that his brothers take him more seriously
Leonardo knows cursive, he taught himself when he was younger
Leonardo apologizes to inanimate objects when he bumps into them
Leonardo has a “favorite cup” and gets mildly annoyed if someone else uses it
Leo says “we’ll talk about this later” and then actually does bring it up later
Leo lowkey enjoys cheesy motivational quotes but would never admit it
He takes responsibility for things that aren’t even his fault
Leo has practiced introductions in case they ever meet new allies
(x Reader) Bonus head canons:
Mikey sends you random things that remind him of you at like 2am
Mikey hypes you up over EVERYTHING, even the smallest achievements
Mikey will try to teach you something and get distracted halfway through
Donnie gets flustered when you compliment his work, like genuinely doesn’t know how to respond
Donnie has a folder of things that reminded him of you (photos, ideas, notes, etc.)
Donnie prefers spending time with you in comfortable silence while working on something
If you show interest in his projects, he will talk for HOURS
Leo takes your opinions very seriously, even on small things
If you’re upset, Raph will sit with you quietly rather than force you to talk
Leo has definitely rehearsed what he wants to say to you and then panicked and said something else