Ok so, i love innocent old naive reader just as much as the next anon but what about oware reader? But instead of being afraid they actually really like their possessiveness, granted that they have some freedom, like being allowed to go to school and occasionally meeting up with family or friends so as for them to not get suspicious. They aren't using the turtles, they love them in their own twisted way and most of the time it's kept them at bay knowing that you have your eye for no one else, but that hasn't stopped you from asking them
“What would you do for me? what would you do to protect me”
They all come forth with their own colorful tail of violence almost like they're trying to one up the other, though their silent warfare disappears as you praise them for their dedication.
Now if you asked Donnie this…
“i would break every bone in there body so that they would be forced to have surgery just to fix the part that dared bruise your own, then without the hospitals knowledge i would lower the anesthesia so that there patient was in torturous pain throughout the whole surgery solidifying themselves a place in the mental institution being to mentaly weak to do anything besides muter to themselves”
Donnie would have your rapt up into his hold in a vice grip, a faraway look in his dark eyes. You shrink into his hold, playing into the delusion that you're smaller and helpless, something that can't save themselves against a battle and must be looked after. As toxic as that sound you can't help but feel so whole yourself, no one has ever been this attentive with you, not even your family, it's like a breath of fresh air despite the sores being rather suffocating in nature.
a smile graces their face as the turtle brothers dash to their side, engulfing their form in a hug. although their tight embrace makes it a bit hard for them to breathe, they relish in the moment.
“haha, hey! i missed you all so much!”
their laughter is replaced with a surprised yelp when they’re suddenly picked up. such an act is common, though it never fails to catch (y/n) off guard. however, it’s never unwelcome, especially when raph holds them so protectively and gently.
“hey, (y/n)! come with me to the training room! i just learned a cool new move i wanted to show ya!”
before (y/n) can respond, their wrist is grabbed and they’re yanked from raph’s hold, now finding themself in the embrace of donnie.
“nonsense, nonsense! (y/n), allow me to amaze your mind and relax your body with the new spa chair i’ve made just for you! it has a built in radio and a tv screen with all your favorite shows, and also-!”
leo is the next to speak up, wrapping an arm around (y/n)’s shoulder and pulling them closer to him.
“yeah, yeah, that’s great donnie- hey, how about we finish up that horror movie from last night? we were just getting to the good part, and you looked real cute hugging me when you were scared~”
(y/n) stumbles back when mikey latches onto them, stealing them away from his older brothers.
“c’mon (y/n)! i just made a fresh batch of cookies, and i want you to try them!”
“aww~ you’re all so sweet.”
(y/n)’s adoring words managed to stop the brothers from getting into an argument, with their praise being music to the turtles’ ears. as much as they enjoyed their love and attention, they’d rather the turtles fight outside forces instead of each other. speaking of which…
“today’s been a long day. some creep wouldn’t leave me alone-”
“what? why didn’t you call us? what if they tried to follow you home??”
“hold on, i’ll find them right away! what’s their last name? did you get their license plate? where and when was this?”
“they didn’t touch you, did they?!”
raph’s eyes immediately begin scanning over (y/n)’s body for any signs of injury. they let out a small laugh. the boys are so cute when they’re doting.
“they wrapped an arm around my waist and kept hitting on me. i tried to tell them i’m taken, but the creep wouldn’t leave me alone! i managed to lose them after a while, but still, knowing they put those grimy hands on me, it just- eugh!”
they cringe at the thought of someone other than these lovely boys touching them, flirting with them, believing they had a chance with them. oh please, as if they’d leave the turtles for anyone.
“oh, when i get my hands on them, i’m gonna-!”
mikey had yet to release (y/n) from his grasp. now, his grip has only gotten stronger.
“come on, let’s go cuddle on the couch to get your mind off of things!”
with a smile, (y/n) takes mikey’s hand in theirs.
“you always know how to make me feel better.”
they awake with a groan, a soft blanket still wrapped around them as they lay on the couch, yet none of the brothers are in sight. (y/n) can’t help but pout a bit at this. they know what the turtles are up to, but it felt so wrong to wake up not in their arms!
they slide out from under the covers and fumble through the living room, with the tv being the only source of light. they peak into the garage, seeing the boys preparing to hop into the turtle tank while talking amongst themselves.
“how’d you even find them?”
“i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again; i have eyes all over the city.”
“do you have to say it like that? you sound crazy, man.”
“oh, such a bold statement from you, especially when you went into so much detail about what you’d do to the scum when we found them.”
“c’mon, you know (y/n) loves the juicy details! can’t disappoint them, y’know?”
“i still think my idea of planting a tiny robot under their skin to slowly break them from the inside is a much more creative solution than any of your oh so gruesome plans.”
“i still think dr. delicate touch can talk some sense into them! y’know, make sure they can’t touch (y/n) again!”
“for the last time, michael, we are not cutting off their arms. last time we did that, it completely gunked up my staff and i refuse to spend another month fixing it.”
“you know, i would chop off someone’s arms for them. no wonder i’m the favorite-”
“guys! you’re gonna wake up (y/n)!”
mikey has to hold donnie back as raph stands between the twins, with leo crossing his arms, a smug grin on his face. leo glances to the side for a split second, his expression changing completely when he sees their significant other watching them, a smile on their face.
“(y/n)! hey, you’re awake!”
the other brothers’ heads snap over in sync, eyes glued to (y/n)’s form immediately.
“(y/n)! uh- we- we can explain! we’re sorry if we woke you, it’s just that- uh-”
“we wanted it to be the surprise!”
mikey blurts out, immediately rushing to their side.
“that person you were talking about, we found them-”
“-i found them, actually-”
“-and we wanted to surprise you by taking care of the problem! we didn’t mean to disturb you, we promise!”
(y/n)’s eyes soften at the youngest brother’s words. they’re all so considerate…
“don’t worry, you didn’t wake me up. besides…”
they cup mikey’s face and pull him closer, planting a kiss on his forehead. his eyes widen, yet he doesn’t pull away.
“how could i be mad at a face like that?”
noting the affection mikey is currently being showed, leo is quick to butt in.
“little side note, i meant every word when i said i would chop off someone’s arms off for you.”
“please, as if limb removal could compare to the physical and psychological torture of having an unknown source quite literally crawling under your skin, destroying you from the inside out!”
“guys! this isn’t a competition!”
raph is quick to pull the twins apart before another fight can ensue.
“oh come on, what could possibly be better than dismemberment, or tossing someone into a hell dimension?!”
“if you say tiny robot again, i swear-”
“i’m just saying! how many heads have you bashed in?”
“head bashing is much too quick and painless. prolonged torture is a much more fitting punishment.”
“hey! the quicker they’re done for, the sooner we can forget about them!”
(y/n) rolls their eyes, yet their pleased expression remains the same. all they do is hold up a hand, and the bickering stops.
“as much as i adore hearing your plans, i’d much rather hear the whole story when everything’s been done. maybe you could snap some pictures… maybe even grab a souvenir? i noticed they had some really nice earrings, and i’d love to try them on…”
all four boys perk up at the possibility of earning more affection, and immediately dash to the turtle tank, ready to take off.
“so, shall we rip the earrings out of their lobes?”
“nah, i say we chop off the ears completely!”
(y/n) is no longer able to hear anything else when the turtle tank closes up, the headlights flaring to life as they drive out of the lair. they know how brutal the turtles will be. they know they’re about to ruin, if not end someone’s life. they know how terrifying the brothers truly are.
yet they never stop smiling.
(eyyyy sorry for not posting in a hot minute, kinda had a writers block. managed to finish some art, probs gonna post that in a sec. thanks for the ask, had lots of fun with this one! see yaa)
