A/N: Just a little fluff I felt like doing. Enjoy!💙
Warnings: None💙
“You’re beautiful, you know”, Leo said, watching you with a look of pure love.
You looked from your bathroom mirror to your boyfriend, where he sat on the closed toilet. Your face covered in white foam, that had been building up, due to you massaging your cleanser into your skin. Your hair pulled back so it you wouldn't get product in it. To be honest, at that moment you didn't exactly feel beautiful. Not that you looked bad - not at all - but you wouldn't exactly agree with Leo's sentiment about you being beautiful. Yet there he sat, his elbow on the sink, his hand holding his chin as he watched you do your routine, with what could only be described as lovestruck look in his eyes.
“Shut up”, you chuckled, feeling your cheeks getting warm with a blush, as you looked back towards yourself in the mirror, continuing to work on your face.
“Why?”, Leo asked with a chuckle, unable to hide his amused smile. “I mean it. You are really beautiful”.
You rolled your eyes at him, still with a big smile and flustered cheeks, before leaning over the sink, so that you could wash the foam off.
“Can you hand me the face towel?”, you asked your still starring boyfriend.
“Sure”, Leo said, grabbing the towel. “But only if you agree with me”.
“Excuse me?”
“Agree with me”, Leo said, smiling like a happy child playing some goofy game. “Say that you are beautiful”.
“You're annoying”, you laughed, trying to reach for the small towel in Leo's hand, only for him hold further out of your reach.
“That's not it”, he laughed. “Try again”.
“Fine”, you sighed. “I'm beautiful. In fact, I'm really beautiful. Happy now?”
Leo didn't answer. Instead he puckered his lips, signalling that he needed one more thing from you.
“You're impossible”, you giggled, before leaning down and giving him a peck on the lips, followed by him finally handing you the small towel. “But I do love you”.
“Love you too, beautiful”, Leo said, once again admiring you as you dried off your face.
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cute thought: Y/N doesn't meet the turtles first, she actually meets Master Splinter.
Something happens.
The lair is attacked and, in the midst of the fight, Splinter is taken. Badly hurt, he still manages to escape his captors and wanders the city, calling out for his sons in his delirium before collapsing.
Which is how you found him.
Walking home one night, you heard something above the music in your earbuds...a weak, frightened voice of an old man, calling out for "his sons." Something crashes in an alleyway and you follow the sound.
Admittedly, seeing a giant rat was shocking.
But this is NYC and giant rats aren't too shocking, are they? Just another day in the city, TBH. And he's so scared and so hurt, mumbling names softly...and you can't turn your back on him. Luckily, you don't live too far and you're able to help him into your apartment.
There's no calling the cops or an ambulance, obviously, but luckily you have enough first aid knowledge to help him. It takes a few days of taking care of him until the rat wakes up completely, confused and worried as he tries to get up.
"Don't," you tell him softly as you come into the room. "Don't move too quickly, you'll hurt yourself."
"Where am I? Who...who are you?"
"I'm Y/N."
And that's how you before Splinter, as learn his name, taking care of him a little longer. He likes tea and soap operas and reminds you of your grandfather with his wisdom and wry sense of humor. It isn't long until he's gathered himself enough to figure out a way to contact his sons, the one's he told you about.
Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, and Raphael.
They're exactly as he described them, Splinter smiling as soon as he heard movement on the rooftop, four absolutely giant turtles clambering in through the balcony window.
"Father!"
They're all around him at once, worried and trying not to cry (but definitely crying a little), Splinter comforting his boys and crying a little bit too.
And that was how you got tangled up in thier lives, befriending the father before befriending the sons.
◇ Little Things ◇
◇ You and Splinter like a lot of the same shows. Sometimes you watch together (particularly if it's a season finale or holiday special or something) but typically, you watch separately at your homes and then talk about it on the phone.
"I can't believe she tried to seduce Raul!"
"I can," Splinter scoffs.
◇ You have tea time together as well, and talk about everything going on in your lives. Even though you think your life is boring compared to his, Splinter disagrees. He's very interested in the typical life of a human, it seems so different from his.
◇ He will insist on you learning at least some basic self defense, especially in this city.
◇ When he realizes that one of his sons has developed feelings for you, Splinter is rooting for ot to happen so you can be his daughter-in-law.
◇ When it does happen, the other turtles like to joke that you're his favorite child sometimes.
Mikey: What does 'take out' mean?
Donnie: Food.
Leo: Dating
Raph: Murder
Y/n: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.
Donnie: Favourite horror movie?
Mikey: It
Raph: Saw
Leo: Annabelle
Y/n: High School Musical. after watching it I spent all my middle school years terrified that the entire school would start singing something and I’d be the only one who didn’t know the lyrics
Leo: Croissants: dropped
Raph: Road: works ahead
Y/n: BBQ sauce: on my titties
April: Shavacado: fre
Mikey: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead
Donnie:
Donnie: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.
Y/n: Change is inedible.
Donnie: Don't you mean inevitable?
Y/n, spitting out coins: No, I did not.
Mikey: Hey Donnie,
Donnie: Yes?
Mikey: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?
Donnie:
Donnie: Where’s Y/n?
Donnie: April isn’t answering their phone
Y/n: I’ll call
Donnie: Casey and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
April: Hello?
Y/n: Top 30 reasons why y/n is sorry... Number 5 will surprise you!
Raph: Top 30 anime deaths. Number One: YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT NOW!!!
Mikey: I'm incredibly fast at maths.
Y/n: Alright, what's 30x17?
Mikey: 47
Y/n: That's not even close.
Mikey: But it was fast.
Donnie: Would you guys be there for me if I was going through something?
Raph: Nope, absolutely not.
Leo: I hope it sucks, whatever you're going through.
Mikey: I hope it emotionally scars you for the rest of your life.
Casey: I hope you reach out to me so I can ignore you.
Y/n: I can't wait to go to your funeral, knowing I could've changed that outcome.
*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*
Splinter: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Everyone:
Leo: ...I did. I broke it.
Splinter: No. No you didn't. Mikey?
Mikey: Don't look at me. Look at Y/n.
Y/n: What?! I didn't break it.
Mikey: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Y/n: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
Mikey: Suspicious.
Y/n: No, it's not!
Raph: If it matters, probably not, but April was the last one to use it.
April: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Raph: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
April: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Raph!
Leo: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, person A.
Splinter: No! Who broke it!?
Everyone:
Raph: Splinter... Donnie’s been awfully quiet.
Donnie: rEALLY?!
*Everyone starts arguing*
Splinter, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.
Splinter: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Splinter:
Splinter: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
'Can I copy the homework?'
Donnie: I can help you with it!
April: Yeah, sure.
Y/n: Bold of you to assume I did the homework.
Raph: lol nope.
Mikey: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!
Leo: *Read 5:55pm*
Leo: bitches b like “im baby” but have childhood trauma and neglect like wtf do u know about being baby u were forced to grow up from an early age anyways I’m bitches
Im making a new serise! This is where reader take care of their boyfriend while they are sick but make is rottmnt! This will be four chapters starting with Leo!
REQUESTS OPEN PLS SEND! REQUESTS OPEN FOR FLUFF AND KINKTOBER AS WELL!!
Aythors note: Thank you my boo boo bear for making this prompt for me! This is gn reader and Leo and all the brothers are aged up slightly so they are older teens/newly adults.
🍊: Y/n!
🍊: Y/n!
You: MIKEY! Why are you spaming me?
🍊: Leo's sick! And insufferable please come pick him up so we don't have to deal with him anymore 🙏🙏🙏
You: Why does he have to be my problem?????
🍊: Well he's asking for you?
🍊: Plus I'm almost 1000% sure Donnies about to throw him in the sewers for being annoying
You: Fine I'll be there soon
🍊: THANK YOU 🙏🙏!
You set down your phone onto your chest, you were peacefully laying on your bed when Mikey started texting you. With a groan you slowly start to get up and make your way to the lair.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Guys?" You call through the lair while walking through the living room. Through the ceiling a swirl of blues pops up and drops out your boyfriend. He face plants on the ground and stays up before falling slack.
"Leo!" You rush towards him to help him sit up straight. "Babe! You're here! They're being so mean to me-" He drags out the last syllable of 'me'. Leo sniffles before giving you a hug and putting his face in the crook of your neck.
"Ew gross. I'm happy to see you to but get your sicko self away from me." You lightly push at his shoulders and he's weak enough in his sick state that it effectively gets him off of you.
He let's out a disgruntled whine but let's himself be pushed away. You slowly start to help him up off the floor as Donnie comes out of his lab, most likely to check out all the commotion. "Oh thank Galileo." He says with a please sigh. "Finally he's someone else's problem."
You finally get Leo off the floor and one arm swung over your shoulder, he's basically leaning all of his weight onto you. He seems to be out of it, probably drugged up on too many meds since all the human ones don't work well on him.
You look up towards his brother, "Is he really that bad?" You ask hopeful that the brother is over reacting. Donnie nods his head and and calls out "Good luck!" while walking back into his lab.
You sigh and watch him leave, putting your focus back on Leo when he starts to cough. Once his fit calms down you ask if he's ok. All he let's out his a hum and a sniffle.
"Alright, do you want to stay here or go back to my place?" Leo doesn't raise his head from where it's resting on on you. "You sound like you're trying to pick me up at a bar." He mumbles against your skin.
You laugh slightly and shake your head, "Do you want my help or not?" Your words lack any weight but he still whines at the idea of you leaving. "Your place." The mumble is quiet and you could only hear it since he was close to your ear.
"I'm assuming you can't use your sword right now so we'll have to somehow get to my car." You take a few steps forward but quickly realize holding up the terrapin while walking was extremely difficult. Especially when Leo refuses to take steps.
"I can still use my sword! Just watch." Before you can stop him Leo grabs his sword and makes a portal beneath you. For a second all you hear is a whooshing sound, it fades off as you fall into your apartments living room.
"Leo what the hell." You groan and push yourself off the floor and start to help Leo up as well. "I got us to your house didn't I?" He starts to cough as he says the last word.
"Yeah but you probably gave us both concussions." He groans when he has to stand and open his eyes to see the bright lights of your house. Leo mumbles "headache." So you move to turn them off after laying him down on your couch.
"What medicine have you had?" You ask your half asleep boyfriend. "I don't know, whatever Raph made me take." He speaks into the cushion making every word muffled.
"So I'm assuming I shouldn't give you any, want any tea or soup?" Your voice is soft so you don't hurt Leo's head more than it already is. "Tea would be nice." You give him a kiss on the part of his head that's not planted into the couch.
"I'll be back soon, try to get comfy." He mumbles something into the pillow as he starts to reach around for a blanket. After a few minutes of making Leo's favorite tea you head back to the living room.
You find a very comfortable looking Leo curled up in a hoard of blankets. "I got your tea, you want to watch anything?" You ask while setting his mug infront of him of the coffee table. "Jupiter Jim, I need him to save me." He coughs in-between his words but you understand and put in one of his favorites.
"Can do drama queen." You laugh at his tone. "You know what would really save me?" He asks with a teasing tone. You roll your eyes, already assuming it will be something dramatic. "If you came over and cuddled me."
You walk back towards him while shaking your head. "I don't want to get sick Leo." Your voice is whiney, although cuddling your boyfriend is one of your favorite things. Right now he seems very yucky.
"Please-" He drags out the last syllable time he's out of breath. He gives you puppy dog eyes that melt your heart a little. "Fine-" You hardly get the words out before he's yanking you into his blanket nest.
After getting comfortable and starting the movie you can tell Leo's starting to fall asleep. You are laying on your back against the arm rest of your couch, Leo is laying atop you with his head on your chest and arms wrapped around your waist.
"I love you y/n." His voiced is slurred with sleep and slightly muffled from how he's laying but it doesn't lose sentiment. Your hand that was lightly scratching his shell pauses as you look down at the now past out turtle.
"I love you to Leo." You give him a kiss on the forehead and pause the movie. After getting a bit more comfortable you resume your scratches and start to lull off into sleep.
I saw you needed something to write (relatable) so I present to you ✨️my idea✨️
okay so like mikey x reader (platonic, hurt/comfort) where the reader makes lots of jokes about their anxiety, depression, etc. and it gets mikey very concerned
then at some point reader has a breakdown because of their anxiety/depression/etc, and mikey gives reader comfort
I tried to make this general to allow for creativity, but here you go
BOOKIE THIA IS GONNA MAKE ME CRRRYYYY NOOOOO!! HOW DARE YOUUUUUU?!/j Besides that!! I will get right to writing your request! Here we go!
¡¡TRIGGER WARNING!!
《This fic. will contain talks about depression and self hate! If you are ever feeling these things or ever think this about yourself, please talk to someone! It doesn't have to be me but please take care of yourself!! ^3^》
You frowned as you looked at your reflection. The thoughts that you despised threatened to rear their ugly head before someone called you.
"Y/n! We're back!"
"We also have pizza!"
You shook your head, seemingly to get rid of the thoughts before they appeared and plaster a smile on your face. Walking out of the bathroom, you found your brother's bantering in the kitchen. Letting the smile fall to something more manageable, you walked in.
"Y/n!! My bestie!!"
Mikey called out to you joyously. Sitting down beside him, you smiled at him softly. He was like your twin....So why couldn't you tell him how you felt...? You gently shook your head to rid the thoughts that plagued your mind and gave him a smaller smile. "Hey Mikey..."
He smiled brightly at you before handing you a piece of pizza. "Here ya go! Eat up sib sib.", he said afterwards. Leaning against him you sighed, "Man. My dumbself forgot it was pizza night. Guess it's on me, the joke!", you said with a slight giggle, kind of forgetting where you were as you let the horrid thoughts come back.
Felling eyes on you, you looked up and saw Mikey staring at you with a sad expression. You sat back up quickly and gave him a wobbly smile. "I'll be back, hon. Alright? Just goin to get something!", you say getting up, not letting him utter out a word as you jogged to your room.
Pulling your hair, your eyes darted around. 'Why would I say that?! Now Mikey probably knows!!', you thought as you squeezed your eyes shut. Trying to fight off your tears, you shook your head as the nasty thoughts came back.
'Why would you do that?'
".....n?..."
'He probably already knew and just didn't say anything...'
.....
'Probably cause he hates you! I know I do!'
".../n...!"
'You are worthless! Honestly, I don't see how they put up with you..'
"Y.../N...!?"
'It would be better if you never even!!-'
"Y/N!!"
Hearing his shout, you breathed in a sigh as the thoughts finally stopped. Feeling hands grab yours, you let go of your hair and opened your eyes in surprise.
"....mikey....?"
You say softly, finally letting the tears fall as you outright sobbed. Your face scrunched up as you pulled against his hands. "Let go Mikey! I'm not worth this! Let go!", you say as you yank and pull.
You're stopped short, however when you're pulled into his plastron. "...Why...why would you think that?...", Mikey asked as he hugged you tightly. "..I...I....I'm so sorry mike...", you sobbed out as you kept trying to pull away.
"...I think you're pretty worth it y/n.."
You're eyes watered as they widened, letting fresh tears fall as you hugged him back.
"There there, y/n...I've got you, sib..."
And that you did. You both sat there for what seemed like hours, as you sobbed and he held you, gently shushing you.
Wiping your eyes, you pulled back from the hug with a soft frown. "I'm sorry mike...", you said softly ad you sniffled. He smiled slightly. "Y/n, you've got nothing to apologize for!..And I get it...I hope you know your thoughts are wrong about you...but I promise I'll help you see yourself in a better light! Okay?", Mikey said as he pat your shoulder.
"Just don't run off like that again! Otherwise you'll have Doctor Delicate Touch to deal with!", Mikey said playfully as he sniffled with a pout. You stared at him with wide eyes for a moment before chuckling and shaking your head.
You tackled him in hug with a giggle. "Sure Mikey.", you said as you pulled back. Wiping your eyes with a sniffle, you looked to see him getting up off the floor. Reaching a hand out to you, he smiled. "How's about we go eat? I know I'm starving!", Mikey said with a teasing grin.
Taking his hand with a soft laugh, he pulled you up with ease. Wrapping an arm around your brother, you sighed with a smile. "Sure mike-star.", you say with a grin as you begin to pull him in the direction of your doorway.
Stopping as he stood still, you looked back to see him staring at you with a worried stare. "What's up Mike? Tell me, hon.", you asked as you turned fully to face him.
"Promise to tell me if those thoughts come back?...Please?", Mikey said as he slightly pleaded with you, having a soft pout. Smiling, you pulled him into a tight hug, like he did to you earlier.
《I hope I did Mikey justice! Never written for him before and I hope he's not to occ. *pokes fingers together nervously*》
《I seriously do hope you like this work! And if anyone wants another rottmnt writing, please go ahead and request it! I will try my best to deliver my best work! And as always, I hope you had a great day or night and hope to see you soon!》
your eyes were tightly screwed, trying to reign back the tears but somehow they escaped through your clenched lids. inside your mind chanted the refusal to cry but instead it made the tears come out that much easier.
his arms were the ones to keep you grounded, to focus on when your world felt like it was on the verge of collapsing
soft mumbles in your ear, comforting rubs on your shoulders as he hugged you so tenderly. wanting you to let all the pent up sadness and anger in your system.
his hands held your face so dearly between his hands, as he parted from the hug ever slightly to look into those irises he grew to adore over time. you were his favourite person. the one he would go to when he was happy, sad, confused, empty. you were there for him always, and now he wanted to do the same for you.
"i've got you and i'll never leave your side..." he cooed, wiping a tear away from your cheeks. his thumb drifted over your cheek softly, resting back on your shoulders.
"do you promise?" your voice a broken whisper, eyes puffy slightly and face red from the sobs that racked your body earlier.
"there's no other place i'd rather be, my love" he smiled, his lips leaning in to kiss the end of your nose sweetly. your eyes close and a smile is on your lips. despite the troubles you face in the world, you knew you could always forever count on your turtle to be there for you. your rock when the world was being unfair and chaotic. he was the sea of calm, drifting over you like the wind. he gently held you against his chest, arms laced behind your lower back. both of you gently rocked side to side, leaning into him while he supported both weights easily.
