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[selwrites14]

hi! I would love to see a continuation of the teddy bear reader if that's ok. I think it would specifically be funny for the boys to react to the (y/n)'s extreme strength because of there size. Something like Donnie calling for his brothers to team lift something in the lab and reader casually lifts it with one hand or reader is cleaning with the boys relaxing in the main room and he lifts half the couch up with some of them on it.🤣

Extra points if you add little bits from extra characters like I expected April and or Casey to have known the reader previously if he's human and be used to him, or simply splinter being completely unchanged by reader's crazy strength while the boy's loose there crap.

Hi Shy! This idea was literally so funny to do lmao, and I'm also really sorry it took me so long. I meant to get this out a week ago, but I didn't have the time to edit, but now I have so...here you go! Hope you like this!

-Male! reader

-Dating

-Warnings: None!

-This was more more of oneshots/stories.

-Fandom: TMNT 2012

S/o with Teddy Bear Personality 2

Pt 1

Leonardo:

"Y/n!" Leo called for you.

On cue, you came into the room, "Yeah?"

"Y/n, honey, could you help Splinter clean the living room? I have to go train." He asked you.

"Yeah, sure, no problem!"

After your reassurance, Leo went to the dojo to train with his brothers. When he came back, he saw that Master Splinter was vacuuming under the couch.....with YOU LIFTING IT

"Y/N! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?? PUT THAT DOWN RIGHT NOW, YOU'RE GOING TO DROP IT"

You however were too busy and couldn't hear him because of the loud vacuum cleaner.

So Leo did the only rational thing he could do.

He jumped on you.

It was only to knock you down, but it resulted in you and him in a heap on the floor, with the TV on the floor, the couch upside down, and the games knocked over into each other like dominoes.

Leo was panting, I mean, he just saw the love of his life be in potential danger, how could not want to follow his instinct to protect you. Sure you can take care of yourself, but he's still supposed to look out for you.

As soon as he recovered from the ground, he immediately took your face in his hands and examined it, checking for any injuries.

"Leo," you started, "what was that?? Property wreckage day or something?"

"I.......got scared......you wouldn't be able to hold the couch for long, and you'd crash it down on yourself..." he said.

You took a deep breath before explaining, "Leo, you needn't be worried. I've always been very strong, it's quite easy for me to lift heavy things.". You hugged him and kissed his forehead.

He sighed, "Ok, but next time, ask me to help?"

You nodded happily, then quickly got up and ran off saying, "Have fun explaining to Donnie!"

"Yeah, sure thanks!" he called back sarcastically.

And Master Splinter?

He was still vacuuming.

Raphael:

"Babe.....HOW ARE YOU DOING THAT?"

So currently, what's just happened is, he's seen you carrying his entire drum set, and he is....FREAKING OUT

Like, even he can't do that without stumbling, and here you are doing it without a sweat.

So as much as he is proud, he is also completely jealous.

And so, he started working out like crazy, and you were in charge of getting rid of his new insecurity.....

"Raph, baby, why are you up at 3, doing push-ups?"

He pauses for a second and looks at you.

"Well, I ain't strong enough and-"

"Raph" You say sternly.

He stays silent, and you pull him to your chest.

"Raphy, listen, I just happen to be very strong, it's just been like that for me, and if you weren't so down right now, I'd have honestly wanted to flung you down on the couch for thinking of yourself as so low." You chuckle, him following after.

"And if it's because of Casey, I Swear I will-"

He kisses you to shut you up, so you do.

Meanwhile, Casey sent you a text to kindly come and pick up his piano for his auditions tomorrow, but you were currently busy with your boyfriend.......❤❤

Donatello:

"Y/n," Donnie started,

"Yeah?"

"Um, if you don't mind, could you please help me and the guys lift up Shell-O-Mack?" He asked you.

"Of course, no problem!" you pecked his cheek and got up from the games of the TV.

As it turns out, his brothers are struggling to carry the Shell-O-Mack, Donnie's newest invention, and they are on the verge of giving up.

So you decided to go under them and lift it yourself, easy.

The guys totally didn't freak out.

"You're so strong Y/n!"

"WHAT'S YOUR SECRET Y/N?"

"Oh my holy pepperoni....THAT IS SO AWESOME Y/N!!

Donnie was extremely fazed and a mess. He got his composure though then, and was so awed by you. So...

Then he did his favourite hobby, bragging about you to anyone who would listen, while you'll sit there flustered.

"And, then Y/n actually lifted the Shell-O-Mack, with just one hand,-"

"Donnie......"

"I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND"

Michaelangelo:

"Hey Sweetcakes, do you wanna play video games with me?" Your boyfriend, Mikey, asked you.

"Yeah sure Mikey, just let me finish cleaning around here." you replied.

"Sure!"

As you were cleaning, you spotted waay too many dustballs under the couch, so you really needed Mikey to get up.

Or......

With the vacuum cleaner in one hand, you lifted the couch with Mikey on it and started vacuuming.

Mikey didn't say anything at first, he stood there stunned for a few minutes......then exploded.

"OH MY GOD DUDE, THAT IS SO SO SO AMAZING! Can you keep doing that? Please please pleaseee?" He pleaded, with big puppy dog eyes.

"Of course Mikey!" You smiled.

After you were done with the cleaning, you took the couch with Mikey on it and walked around the entire lair, with his brothers ogling at you.

"BEHOLD, KING MIKEY AND KNIGHT Y/N!"

The End

[icydeluxe]

DOUBLE TAKE — in which the promise ring just.. wasn’t enough.

or

david shaw has been dating his mate for as long as he can remember. and he also knew he was going to marry his mate very early into the relationship. so, watch david’s mental as he tries to figure out what exactly to say when he proposes (or really just gush about angel & their relationship) in 700 words.. or more. not many warnings, gabe mentions in two paragraphs. very very based on ‘over the moon’ by the marias (so do listen while reading, if that’s your thing.)

part one of three.

there was so much he could say, so much he could thank them for. but how the hell would he say it in one speech? whether it be the fact that he felt comfortable enough to cry in front of angel, when he wouldn’t even cry in front of asher, he played minecraft for them, (and then end up liking it.) and did so many other things, and it was really just out of love. sometimes if he thought about it too much, and just thought about them long enough, he would smile to himself and do a little “thank you, angel.” in his head.

david wholeheartedly believes that gabe would have loved angel. through all the stupid arguments they had in the beginning, and the tooth-aching sweetness they shared later on. as much as angel makes david laugh, (even though they don’t know, he likes to scoff off their jokes because their ego is big enough.) he thinks that they would’ve made gabe laugh the same. david usually weighs his reasons to why he wants to marry angel, and of course there’s so many things that angel does that make him realize more and more why he wants to get married, but his dad is a big reason. because he knows that if he were still here, he’d be all “well when are you gonna propose?”.

when gabe was still alive, david looked to him for any and everything. now that he’s gone, he’s found the new person to look to, angel. david didn’t have a sense of family until angel. sure, he had the pack, but he wasn’t whole until angel. he still couldn’t put into words (no matter how much he wanted to) just how much angel meant to him. he didn’t know how to form it in the beginning, more because he was in denial that he felt something so strong for someone he just met. but now he’d accepted it, (with open arms, he’s in love, your honor.) he’s been through every emotion he could fathom with angel, and now he wants to finally tie the knot, for angel, and for gabe.

he could talk about angel for hours and hours. (yours, mine — no, no. he hears enough of that when they scroll through tik tok all day.) he could talk about how often he sees angel cry because they saw a baby on their for you page, or because they were watching another corny romance movie and they cried at the end of it, regardless of how many times they’ve seen it. he could go on for days about his resentment for joe keery just because angel thinks he’s “so hot”. (just kill him now.) angel already has a promise ring. he basically ”backed himself into a corner”, as he would put it. (a heavenly corner. he’s so happy.) there was just so much he could say — but he hasn’t even thought about what he’s gonna do.

tags tags tags. @kathsuhki @morgansplace

[furidojasutin]

Title: Bloody little secret

Pairing: Fraxus (Freed x Laxus)

Universe: Vampire/Werewolf AU

Rating: T

a/n: HAPPY FRAXUS DAY! I know it’s a pretty cliché au but I’ve had this universe in my head for quite a while and if I’m not gonna manage a multichap thing then I figured I could at least do a oneshot for this. I hope y’all enjoy this <3

The tension Laxus felt while waiting was almost unbearable. There wasn't much to distract him from the mix of feelings in his chest either. The cabin that was located deep in the woods was practically unfurnished and there was nothing for him to focus on, despite the few and very quiet sounds of the pitch-black night. Even with his heightened senses he couldn't pinpoint anything all too interesting right now.

Perhaps he was just not able to focus, knowing what he was here for.

As the leader of his pack it was easier for him to excuse his absence. His deputy would take his role while he was gone and usually the other werewolves wouldn't ask where he was going unless he addressed it himself. It was enough to announce his leaving and give a rough  idea of when he might be back or how long it would take him to finish whatever his mission or task was.

Laxus was just worried that it might be starting to become more suspicious. He had to make sure that all remains of their meetings, scents and other evidence, would be gone before he could return. Over the past few months he had been absent many more times than usual and he had started to have a slightly bad conscious even. What kind of leader was he when he lied to his pack like this? And for such a dangerous reason, too.

Thinking about this too hard would just get him riled up. His muscles had already started to tense and orange eyes had begun to glow with the sudden rush of emotions. So he forced himself to just not think, because that's what he did when these meetings happened.

Not thinking.

At least he tried.

Pacing from one side to the other he wondered why this damn vampire was taking so long. Usually he was pretty on time. Maybe there had been trouble in his own among his own group of people  but actually it didn't matter because they barely ever talked about this kinda stuff. There wasn't... lots of talking to begin with. Short conversations here and there, but most of them were provoking and teasing and not of any importance. Although he felt like that was starting to change.

It was absurd how their relationship had started to develop under these circumstances. Because no matter how hard he tried to deny it, he had realized that there was more than just a sick desire going on in his heart and he had caught himself wondering once or twice (or more) whether Freed felt the same.

Count Freed Albion Justine.

Laxus remembered hearing stories about this vampire back then and in the present days. The story of how Freed Albion Justine had killed his own father in cold blood before taking over the rulership of the vampire nation was wide-spread and it struck different emotions in people's hearts. Even his grandfather, Makarov, used to tell him about this truthful tale before he passed away and for some time Laxus had found it weird that Makarov didn't seem to be ill-disposed towards Freed. Nowadays, Laxus understood why that had been the case.

Freed's father had deserved that death and Freed turned out to be a far better ruler than his father was.

When hearing all this and realizing that the death of Freed's father had bettered a lot of things, Laxus had felt a sense of like-mindedness, a sense of connection. He himself didn't know where his own father was now, which lands he wandered if he was still alive... But sending Ivan into exile had been one of the first and best decisions Laxus had made as the new leader of the pack.

So here they were... A werewolf and a vampire with shitty dads, both now leading their respective group of people.

A sudden knock on the door had Laxus' blond hair bristle and his instincts immediately kicked in. Who the hell was that, knocking on this door? While in his more human-looking appearance his senses weren't as good as they would be if he transformed but they were still sharp enough. His teeth were bared in a snarl but his features immediately relaxed when he registered the scent of the newcomer in the next second.

And then a voice cut through the silence.

“May I enter?”

Laxus didn't need to see the other's face for him to know that he was smirking. His voice was telling enough and Laxus found himself snorting. Someone was very funny.

“You know you don't have to do this shit. You can enter without me giving you permission.”

Humans had many weird conceptions of how supernatural creatures worked but as long as they didn't get to know of their actual existence, Laxus didn't care. They should just simply stay in their damn lane.

“Right, right,” the voice muttered before the wooden door opened and Freed entered the cabin. He simply let the door fall shut behind him and his piercing red eyes were on him already. Laxus felt the first thrill rattle his body and he hated and loved it all the same. “Hello Laxus, it's a true... pleasure to meet you again. I apologize for the delay, there was some business that I had to attend to first. I'm sure you understand.”

“Sure,” he responded curtly. The way Freed had emphasized the word 'pleasure' had successfully send the next thrill through him. He hadn't even noticed that he had stopped pacing around the room, had stopped moving at all. It was as though all movement had ceased to exist ever since Freed had entered the room and he was unable to pinpoint just what this feeling was. Everything this vampire did affected him somehow. Every carefully chosen word, every gaze, every action.

At this point it was a small comfort to know that all of this was an arrangement that pleased both of them. In the beginning Laxus had dismissed all of these reunions as a selfish act for both of them. He got to experience outstanding, different pleasure and Freed would get an exquisite meal out of this. It was simple as long as they kept a certain amount of awareness, carefulness.

Except that it wasn't a selfish act, and he had realized. It wasn't just a logical, egoistic arrangement for either of them but they had yet failed to really address what was going on, what was developing here and what else they both wanted.

Because there was so much more to have than just... this. Physically and emotionally.

Freed's low-heeled boots made quiet sounds as he walked around the room, inspecting the empty walls as though there was anything excited to see. He looked so elegant in his fancy garments, dangerously so. “Your senses used to be sharper, or is that just me?” He hummed, then turned on his heels and smirked right at Laxus. “I could smell hostility for a brief moment before you realized it was me.”

Laxus had started to love that smirk a little too much, though that didn't keep him from giving a disgruntled growl at the suggestion, his big sharp teeth showing perfectly in a warning. “I didn't expect you to knock like a trolling idiot.” And I was distracted. Despite the pleasure these meetings had allowed him to feel, he had always been ready to sink his teeth and claws into Freed's cold, pale flesh should he attempt to betray and intend to seriously harm or even kill him. Although this certainly wouldn't be an easy fight...

There had been no such occasion as yet and at this point he was very sure that he didn't have to worry about possible treason. Thinking about it, Freed had even genuinely warned him that he could possibly lose control when they did this the first few times. He surely wouldn't have done this if he seriously planned on harming him. Which was a good thing... Very good. It was very good indeed that he didn't have to worry about having to fight Freed after very likely having developed feelings for this Count.

“What should I say, I'm in a good mood.”

“Oh yea?” Laxus tried to play it cool, raising a thick brow and crossing his eyes before his broad chest. He was less prepared for Freed to step closer, so close that there were only a few inches left between their faces.

“Yes. Of course, seeing you contributes to it as well.”

Sometimes it was hard to tell whether Freed was just teasing or if he was serious. However, in the course of their meetings Laxus had learned to interpret certain stirrings in the vampire's face and he was pretty sure that there was something very genuine in those red eyes as they were pinning him down. Maybe even the hint of a smile on the other's lips. They had been this close before but his urge to feel Freed's lips on his own had never been so distinct as it was now.

But he didn't move. Neither did Freed.

Perhaps he was waiting for him to reply still, he then realized, and quickly cleared his throat. Eyes were narrowed, feigning suspicion, but there was nothing explicitly negative in his voice. “I've been looking forward to this as well.” It was a clear understatement but that was okay because Freed surely knew.

Judging by the quiet chuckle that followed he was right with that guess.

“So have I,” the vampire agreed and took a step back again. Laxus watched how he began to circle him but it didn't stir any uneasy feelings within him. “Do you want to tell me about your month? Any particular troubles, any stress?”

“What are you now, my therapist?” Laxus snorted and tried to follow Freed's movements.

Freed just smiled to himself in amusement it seemed. “By no means. I just figured that it wouldn't be all too bad to catch up.” Something in the vampire's tone changed towards the end of the sentence. It was as if his voice trailed off and a shadow covered his face for a split-second before it was all gone again and suddenly Freed was standing right behind Laxus. “But it's alright if you don't have any interest in such conversations. We can just go ahead.”

He could feel Freed's breath on his neck. In contrast to the vampire's skin his breath was warm and this mere change of position and tone began to stimulate Laxus' senses. There was so much to focus on in that moment that his mind couldn't keep up right now. The vampire was almost a head shorter than him but with Freed behind him he felt smaller... Weirdly enough, it wasn't in a negative way. It was exciting, and began to feel soothing when he felt the other trail his nails along his sides.

Laxus' hair bristled slightly and he could hear Freed chuckle behind him. He had figured out just what reactions he could draw from the werewolf.

Then there were Freed's previous words and the way his voice had changed shortly. Had it been a tinge of disappointment? Part of Laxus wanted to argue that he didn't have something against talking. In fact, it would most likely help to develop their relationship further and despite all the hardships and danger that this brought with it, this was what he genuinely wanted. But then Freed had suffocated any attempt to respond and now he was getting too distracted to read any more into this interaction.

Why did they both have to make this so difficult?

“Are you relaxed?”

His voice was tempting and so close that it drew all of Laxus' attention without any effort. One of Freed's hands had come up to Laxus' throat, his long nails leaving a feather light-trail on the thin skin. It had been so foolish of him to think that he's had no other reason to let the vampire do this with him other than the pleasure. He was practically baring himself to this other lethal being willingly, with so many risks, and yet still he had been so silly to try and convince himself that this was not important.

He thought about Freed day and night and it was becoming more and more dangerous. They were breaking so many rules.

Swallowing in excitement, Laxus found himself nodding slightly. “Yea, I am.”

“So I can go on?”

The raging heart beat in his chest was so prominent that he was sure that Freed could hear it. Yet again there was a change in the other's voice. It had turned breathier, less controlled... and he could smell the excitement clearly now. It almost overwhelmed his sense of smell as it grew more intense because it was something so amazing to focus on.

“Do it.”

And then everything changed drastically. Freed's hands had dropped to settle on Laxus' waist and all he felt for a long moment was pain when sharp teeth tore through the skin of his neck. The pain was so consuming that Laxus was unable to control his reaction, gasping and gaze going wide. Eyes began to glow in a bright orange color and his body tried to determine what was happening, trying to deal with the invading teeth. He began to shake and shudder and Freed's grasp on his hips tightened in response, keeping Laxus' bulkier body close with ease.

It took a few moments until he was more or less accustomed to it again. He doubted that someone could ever be fully accustomed to this kinda thing, though maybe he didn't even want to. It was supposed to stay an exciting experience after all. Exciting and dangerous and... very intimate.

He could hear his blood pump in his veins, he could smell how biting him affected Freed. The Count had confessed to him before how delicious the blood of a werewolf was to him and it had given Laxus a slightly ominous feeling, not knowing if Freed had killed a werewolf merely for their blood before or not, but at this point there had been so many occasions for them to kill each other that it simply wasn't gonna happen.

“F... Fuck...,” he breathed weakly. Glowing eyes squeezed shut and his body began to spasm more when Freed sucked harder for a moment. He heard a sound that was close to a groan behind him and his own mind became dizzier with every long second that passed while he had Freed drink his blood. His skin was tingling and his hair stood upright as pain and blatant arousal mixed up together in a wonderful struggle. It was indescribable, being drained and filled with life at the same time.

Mouth equipped with sharp teeth was agape. Laxus wasn't sure if he imagined one of Freed's hands dropping dangerously low, if he imagined those fingers dancing across his lower region alluringly. If he did, then it was a fucking great imagination to have, one that just added to the entire scene. The vampire’s skin was so cold that he could even feel it through his clothes, the cold meeting the heat of his own body. He smelled Freed's equal arousal, felt it the more the other pressed himself against him from behind. It was intoxicating. It was one of the best and most erotic things Laxus ever got to experience in his life.

A human would be dead right now but he was right here, the leader of the werewolf pack, although the dizziness started to take over in a pace that was making him addicted, and Freed wrapped his strong arms around his torso now to still the reoccurring spasms and to be as close as possible. An act of fondness, possibly, hopefully. Laxus liked that thought, though there wasn't a whole lot to think right now.

It was as he thought in the beginning... There wasn't much thinking when they met up. At least not when they got to this part. But that wasn’t bad, was it? That they could both indulge and... trust each other with this dangerous practice?

His body had strength left to squirm in both the subconscious instinct to escape this death trap and the far more prominent sensation of pleasure, though as Freed continued to satisfy his hunger and maybe other needs he felt how the act drained the color from his sight more and more. Laxus was filled with the the pleasing sensation, the feel of Freed close to him and he needed it to last as long as possible. If he ended up blacking out again then he knew Freed would break away and hold him steady until he woke up and this knowledge was much more valuable than Laxus had taken it to be at the start. He could be grim, he could be cocky, he could be teasing, he could be strong and he could be vulnerable.

He could be who he was and perhaps this was something important that had been missing for a huge portion of his living time.

This vampire was somebody he could trust with his life and it had helped Laxus realize that one of his sincerest desires was to further share this life with him, whatever the cost may be and whatever dangerous road they would have to take.

There was a lot they had to work on and work through, but he was ready.

[simplyselenajk]

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[seladorie]

i have three stories open on my computer right now and i keep switching which on i’m working on

[selwrites14]

I'm a major fan of the 2012 tmnt and would love to see a male reader for the boys to interact with, someone tall and scary looking that's a huge teddy bear and maybe cooks or sews or something.

Hi rawstorm! This was an interesting ask to do, although I wasn't sure whether you wanted romantic or platonic though, so I did romantic, it's also a liiitle platonic, I hope you enjoy this! idk if this is even good

-Male! reader

-Dating

-Warnings: None!

-These are in the form of hcs!

-Iteration: TMNT 2012

S/o with 'Teddy Bear' Personality

(Headcannons)

Pt 2

Leonardo:

-When he first met you, he tried to avoid getting into your bad books

-I mean a big, tough, scary guy..what do you expect?

-But after he gets to know you, he considers you more than just a best friend

-You'd be the one whom he'd vent to about his brothers, geek out about Space Heroes

"Y/n, do you have any idea how rude and immature Raph is?"

-You, my friend, are always second in command

"Guys, I'm going into my room for a while, if you lot have any problems, ask Y/n."

".................yo Y/n, the TV's not workinggg."

-While he trusts you to take care of yourself, and others too, he still probably worries a whole freaking lot when you're 1 minute past curfew, aka, he's too overprotective

"Y/N, WHERE WERE YOU? WHY ARE YOU SO LATE?"

".......Leo, it's only 9:01"

-When he sees you again, he gives you a hug and forces lets you watch Space Heroes with him

-He's practically banned from the kitchen, so whenever you cook for him, he wants to spoil you like hell

-And if you made him a special meal? Well, in that case, he's looking at you with such love you might actually start to feel a bit flustered.

-If the rest of the team teases you, he'll call them out ,like, after just one word comes out of their mouth

"Y/n, dude, are you gonna-"

"Shut it, Raph"

"What the hell Leo, I didn't ev-"

"I said shut it"

-He sometimes gets jealous when you make/cook/sew for the others

-He absolutely loves it when you're soft around him

-He also likes drinking tea with you

-While he's definitely not the best at cooking, he's great at making tea

"Y/n, I made you some tea, do you want it?"

Raphael:

-When he first met you, he so wanted to fight you

-To be honest, he was probably the only one who didn't try to bother being on good terms with you

-If you annoyed him, you annoyed him

"Listen here big guy, I'm GONNA SHOVE YOUR THROAT DOWN YOUR-"

"Raph!"

-But like Casey, he eventually accepted you as a friend

-But you, unlike Casey, were much nicer

-Sometimes Raph prefers you over Casey

-He will tease you infinitely, for your hobbies and your personality

"Grandma, I can't find my cards 😜"

"🙄"

-But dw, he's only teasing! He actually admires you, with your skills of cooking and sewing and cleaning

-And if anyone else were to tease you? Well, I think that person's probably gone to the hospital 💀

-He likes to join you when you're cooking, and help you out here and there

"How much sugar, Y/n?"

"2 teaspoons"

-He also trains with you, a lot

-If you already know how to fight, you're his go-to guy

"Y/n, ya wanna train?"

-If you don't know how to fight, then he'll help you

-With the price of baking cookies for him, lmao

"Not like that, Y/n! You look like Mikey right now."

"HEY, I HEARD THAT"

-Like Leo, this guy will stay with you and read you his comics after patrols.

-You're about the only one whom he shows his soft side too,

-I headcannon that he probably sews too, so many hours of sewing and talking

"Y/n, do ya ever wonder how I'd be if I never met you?"

".................."

"I'd be a lowly miserable idiot"

-Yes, he would.

Donatello:

-This guy's already gonna avoid you.

-You kinda remind him of Raph at first glance

-But after getting to know you, you're so dear to him, it's disgusting

-He loves seeing you become soft, it makes him wanna hug you so tight

-And he's not even that affectionate, (not that he isn't affectionate tho, mind you, but he's less than Mikey ,ykw I mean?)

-He loves it when you challenge Raph, physically or verbally, especially if it's in his favour.

-Sometimes Donnie will ramble, and ramble, and you'll just listen to him with such a happy smile, while not having a single clue on what he's going on about, just saying, uh huh, got it.

-Donnie loves it when you show him your 'teddy bear self', when you'll just randomly come up to him and start hugging him

-His brain is so fried then

".....Y/n?"

"Just hugging you."

"........I love you so much 💜💜"

-Sometimes, if he isn't sleeping, you'll make some tea, and just switch it with his regular coffee

-On the topic of tea, Donnie completely supports and hardly ever makes fun of you for your hobbies. And when I say support, I MEAN support. Like , this guy is so, so, sooo freaking supportive.

-He creates these little gadgets and gizmos to help you with cooking. And he def put a lot of thoughts into these

"And I present to you.....the multi-sponing machine! A multi-purpose spoon with spatulas, spoons, teaspoons, e.t.c."

"😮🤩💜 Donnie........."

-If anyone teases you, he'll come with a 150 slide presentation on why there is no need for any teasing, and why that person should actually admire you.

"Y/n dude, ya really need to get a life."

"🙄"

"..............sit down Casey, *pulls out said presentation* I shall explain to you matter-of-factly why Y/n's hobbies and skilks make him so valuable."

"................"

Michaelangelo:

-Dude is hyper excited

-Literally hyper excited

-Like ,he did worry a biit that you were like Raph,

"Mikey,can you ask Y/n for his comics?"

"Leooooo, why mee? He's probably gonna punch me!"

- but after that day you sewed him an adorable sweater, he has pretty different opinions on you!

"Here Mikey, I made you this sweater incase you felt cold ☺"

"Really? Thank you, thank you, thank youuuuu!"

-He is soo amazed by your skillz, he's practicay begging you to teach him

"Pleeeasee Y/n? Preettyy pleaasssseee?"

-He will always join you when you cook, giving little ideas, while also making some of his own concoctions.

-And he absolutely loves it when you two cook for each other.

-He'll make some of your favorite dishes, but it's mikeyfied. It's got orange heart, (always!) while adding a few petals of a flower, (unless ofc you're allergic, in that case, he's making flowers out of the frosting)

-And when you cook for him? He's gonna praise it like hell, and tell you so many compliments, it'll make your head spin

"OH MY GOD Y/NNN, I LOVE ITTT, YOU'RE THE BEST COOK EVERRR! YOU'RE REALLY REALLY REALLY AWESOME! SHAKESPEARE COULD NEVER DEFEAT YOU!"

"Uhh, Mikey, Shakespeare is known for his writing, not for his cooking..."

"................HE'S STILL NUMBER 0 BESIDE YOU!"

-He also likes to make his brothers jealous sometimes

-And if anyone were to tease you about your hobbies? Mikey'd embarass them right back

"Y/n, really? You spent 8 hours.....ON A BLANKET??"

"...................................Stop itt Raph, atleast it's better than looking like Darth Vader all day."

"..............."

-Piggyback rides are a must, where you just carry him on your shoulders and he squeals and cheers like a lil kid, it's adorable

-He also sometimes asks you to act as a shield for him, mainly from Raph.

And it's impossible to say no with those big, puppy dog eyes of his.

"Y/NN! RAPH'S GONNA KILL ME"

".........get behind me."

The End

[selwrites14]

I loved seeing a male reader from you would totally like to see more of that. Maybe like what type of guys each over the tmnt boys like?

Hi Anon! Thanks for the ask! I'm really sorry this took me so long, I was actually travelling. Now I'm finally done, and I'm ngl, but I think I made Raph's a bit awkward, lol. Also these are more of rambles, and they're really short ngl. But anyhow, here you go!

-These are in the form of hcs.

-Male! reader

-Dating

-Fandom(s): TMNT 2012, TMNT 2003

Warinings: I think it's a bit slightly perverted or something, but otherwise, no smut or suggestive.

Leonardo:

-I think he's the type of guy who'd want someone loyal and endearing.

-But also sarcastic.

-A soft but sassy guy, who appreciates his leadership but isn't afraid to challenge him

-You know those people who are good but unsocial? He'd probably be into those boys. Popular/get on well with the popular kids but not snobby type of boys.

-Also perhaps someone who's a liitle more loose than him

-Also some protective guy. But who is not afraid to ask for help.

-For appearances, I don't think Leo would care much about the looks, but saying....

-I think he'd do big muscles, or just thighs.

-And he'd probably like Dark-haired people. Not necessarily though, it wouldn't change his love for his S/o at all, regardless of the hair colour.

Raphael:

-Sarcastic is def on the list.

-And funny.

-Now there's 2 spectrums of boys when it comes to this guy.

-Either really soft and sweet nerd, or an annoying and jerky jock.

-If you're soft, he loves it how you don't judge him immediately, and allow him to vent at times too.

-If you're a jock type, then he sometimes gets extremely annoyed by you, but loves it how you relate to him quite a lot.

-And someone who doesn't give up easily is the main, really attractive quality to him.

-Plus bonus if you're sarcastic too!

-I think he's a chest guy, just saying.

-And he has 0 cares about your hair colour/texture, just clean and washed hair is all that matters, since imo, he has OCD.

Donatello:

-Someone who's really touchy I think.

-And a tall guy, but short's fine too!

-Also someone who's smart,

-He don't have to really be smart, just someone whom Donnie can talk to and get at least one comment or something.

-Loyalty is very important to him,

-plus good communication.

-I think he'd also be very attracted to people with glasses, fake or not, he'd find them adorable!

-And ngl, confidence is a really attractive trait for this guy.

-And when it comes to appearances, I think brunets and blonds are his type, but like Leo, they don't change his love for his boyfriend.

-And Donnie is definitely an abs guy, you cannot change my mind.

-He just like to lie down on them after working.

Michaelangelo:

-Mikey loves a dude who's funny and sarcastic.

-Probably the comedian in a classroom, you know?

-He loves their humour, it's one of the things he likes about him!

-And zis boy can be a sporty person, and Mikey will die and go to heaven.

-He'd also love someone protective. Someone who'd defend him from his brothers.

-Another thing he loves would be his S/O's arms, holding him, hugging him , anyhting really.

-Speaking of which, redheads, definitely auburn coloured hair.

-His S/O doesn't necessarily need to have actual auburn hair, but atleast a bit of the dye.

-Which is, again, not necessary! But he finds it really striking.

The End

[selwrites14]

Hiii can I ask for 2012 tmnt w a reader who has really pretty eyes? Maybe they finally notice when the sun hits them just right or something :)

Hi Anon! Sorry this took soo long! But it's finally done, so here you go! Also....all dividers belong to their rightful owners (which are not me!). For this one, I chose...Leo!! Hope this thing is any good at all!

💙#Really Pretty Eyes💙

-Gn! Reader

-Pre-relationship

-Warnings: Lots of cringiness 😬

-Fandom: TMNT 2012

You'd known Leo for months now, despite him being a mutant and all. You'd seen past that, and no, it was not going to bother you, you still remained his closest friend.

However, he , Leonardo Hamato, saw you as something more.

You two were currently in the kitchen, talking really, nothing much.

"Captain Ryan's cool, but he's a bit.....cringe shall we say."

Leo gasped, offended, "How could you? Take it back!" He demanded.

"No I won't, because you couldn't do a single thing to me. Heck, you couldn't even live without me."

"Well, that is actually true you know."

You two were quiet for a while, then Leo spoke up.

"Y/n, what do you think of going outside with me later? I kinda wanna show you something. You'll like it, I'm sure." Leo asked you suddenly, smiling at you hopefully.

"Sure, I suppose I could." You shrugged, agreeing.

A few hours later, you two were out in the night, heading towards this thing Leo had planned out.

"Leo, for the love of your Captain Ryan, tell where we're going."

"Well, I did think you would've realized by now. It's Murakami's."

"Oh. Does he need something?"

Leo had a tinted shade of red on his cheeks, but luckily, it was too dark to see. Obviously.

"Nah, I just thought I'd take you there tonight, my treat."

You two arrived there, just when Murakami had finsished Leo's pre-hand requested dish.

"So Y/n, this is....." Leo said, pointing to a warm, bubbling pot filled with colorful vegetables, tofu, mushrooms, and thinly sliced meat simmering together in broth, " Nabe! It's a dish served during the colder months in Japanese. It's really good, and you can share it with others too! Like a friend or...a partner or anyone!" He hesitated with the last sentence.

You smiled, "It looks pretty good."

You two sat down and started to eat. Or atleast Leo did. It took you some time to get adjusted to the chopsticks. You managed to get ahold of it, but it meant you were way behind him.

"You're so slow, it's better if I just fed you myself." Leo snickered lightly.

All of a sudden, he took your chin in his hand forcefully but gently, and put the spoon to your mouth.

His hands were shaky, firm, but shaky. Your own breath had hitched in your throat, because appearantly, your thorax decided it would be amusing to make a fool of yourself.

As his hand would go down, you'd be attracted to his Sapphire Blue eyes, sharp and easy to be lost in, like an ocean.

He caught himself staring, at your lips, at your hands, anything but eye contact.

At the last bite, he finally spoke up. "You're staring."

"So are you."

That caused him to sputter and choke, just as the sun rose up, colouring the sky with hues of pink and purple.

(Pretty majestic moment to stammer, I know.)

That caused him to finally look up, and was met with your e/c irises. If he wasn't in love before, he definitely was now.

Staring, staring, staring, staring, staring..........

"Leonardo! Y/n!" A voice yelped in the middle of you two.

Leo was smacked on the head.

It was...

"MASter SpLInter??"

"You two were missing the entire night. As much romantic as it is, to be surrounded by stars, it also beneficial not to be drowsy during practice." With that said, he left, taking the two of you with him.

You went to your house, after thanking Leo and apologising to Master Splinter.

The first thought that entered your brain when you flopped onto your bed was, "When did I start looking at Leo like that?'

The End