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Yandere ROTTMNT Vampire Headcanons

A/N, not important: I am so sorry this is so late. I haven't been doing very well lately. I have one more vampire thing in the works, and I'm also going to start getting as many of my requests done as possible. Feel free to ask questions if you need clarification or want a certain thing answered. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

CW: Food insecurity, withholding of food, vampires, bites, dark themes, violence, yandere

Words: 1696

Summary: Yandere ROTTMNT Vampire Headcanons

Tag list: @f1oricide @itsyagurlchip @lordfreg @acutiewithagun @rottmnttmnt2012 @lixnininotnay

Michelangelo:

Mikey tries to hide it from you for a while, mostly because he doesn’t want you to be aware of his added abilities. He thinks it’s just funny now when you try to plot an escape or fight back, since now you really have no chance. Most likely, you never even realized he was a vampire until he first sinks his fangs in your wrist.

He thinks biting you is like, subtly romantic since you’re more or less blessing him with your blood. You’re allowing him to live off your own life, and it just pulls him further into his delusions of love. Obviously you’d fight back harder if you truly hated him. I mean, so far, he only has to chain you down!

Mikey will constantly talk about your future with him. Now that he’s going to live forever, he knows he actually means it when he says he’s never leaving your side. He’ll track down the original mutant to get them to infect you, ensuring that you’ll be with him until the sun goes out. He’s absolutely giddy at the thought, updating you every day on his hunt for the mutant until he finds them.

Before he can infect you, he’s even clingier than before. His skin always feels cold now, so he’s drawn to your natural warmth and just likes to be near you.

Watches you sleep a lot as he lays with you. Now that he can see in the dark, he doesn’t want to waste a single moment where he could be admiring you.

Once he finally turns you, he’s ecstatic. His only grief is that he can’t feed from you any more, but he’s plenty happy with the certainty you’ll never be able to leave him.

If you complain about being turned, he’ll get upset. He did this for you! He ensured both of you would be together forever more, and now you’re being ungrateful. He’ll pout for a while, trying to convince you of all the ways your life is better now.

He’ll withhold blood from you if you misbehave. Because you obviously can’t hunt yourself, you rely on Mikey to get you your food. If he thinks you’re being unfair, or aren’t listening, he’ll conveniently ‘forget’ to get enough food to feed you as well.

He gets surprised when you fight back more after being turned, your enhanced strength and speed making him question his choice for a small while. He doesn’t like that you have a better chance of leaving now. He obviously wins, but he’s afraid he’ll slip up and you’ll get away. He keeps you chained tighter for a while, at least until you’ve calmed down. No matter how long that takes.

Donatello:

He doesn’t tell you of his new infection, but he doesn’t hide it either. It’s just another mutation to him, one that’s more beneficial in a lot of ways once he realizes how much more he can do. He doesn’t really see why he should tell you, especially when you’re fighting him at every turn anyways. You’ll probably find out after seeing him storing blood bags in the fridge in his lab, which causes you to freak out.

Once you’re aware he’s a vampire, he’ll start feeding off you more since he finds it more convenient than going out. He likes holding you and just sinking his teeth into your shoulder while he works. It keeps you both still and close, and it prevents him from having to find his own food. He claims the prolonged contact helps you both bond whenever you try to fight him.

Donnie is obsessed with getting you infected as well. He’s terrified of losing you somehow now that he knows he doesn’t ever have to. He’ll hunt down the original mutant to get you bit, not even telling you of his plan until you’re already bit. He doesn’t want to give you a chance to try something stupid before he’s able to secure your place by his side, even if he knows he won’t be able to feed on you anymore.

He has two new punishments for you now that you joined him in the undead. While he isn’t afraid to withhold blood from you for misbehaving, he’s more likely to either force feed you normal food, which tastes awful and can make you nauseous, or he’ll only give you human blood. Both options leave you paranoid with the blood/food he gives you. If you ever try to refuse what he gives you, he’s not afraid to force it down your throat himself.

Threatens to give you blood from your family or friends if you continue to try and cause problems. While he wouldn’t ever really want to actually give you blood from a loved one, he’s not above lying and telling you the blood you're drinking is from them.

The new strength and speed you gain from being turned makes Donnie paranoid. Theoretically, you now have a better chance at escaping. To negate this problem, Donnie makes you wrist and ankle weights to slow you down. At least, until you give him a reason to slow you down permanently.

Raphael:

Raph only feeds off you when he’s too tired to go find his own food. He’s paranoid he’ll drain you, even when his brothers insist it’s impossible. He doesn’t see a reason to feed off you when he has a supply of animal blood at the ready. The difference in taste isn’t a big thing to him, and he doesn’t mind having to find his own food while he’s out. The sewers have plenty of small critters living around.

He’s terrified of hurting you. Raph knows he’s strong, and he’s not always the most sure footed because of his large size. When he accidentally hurt you before, he would coddle you for weeks, but now that he’s nearly twice as strong normally? He knows he’s going to have a lot of accidents, so he practically babies you until he’s adjusted to his new strength. He doesn’t care how suffocating you say he’s being, he refuses to let you be hurt when you don’t need to be.

Waits till you're older to turn you. He wants you to stay human for as long as possible. While he knows turning you would be beneficial as you’d be less likely to get hurt, he doesn’t like the idea of taking your humanity until he has to. Refuses to argue about turning you when he finally does. He mentions it once and doesn’t care how much you protest. He’s let you stay human for years longer than needed. You should be thanking him in his eyes.

Likes to hold you a lot more. He’ll keep you in his arms as he moves from room to room, or be cuddling you whenever you’re both alone. Having you with him forever makes him so happy, and he doesn’t want any time to go by without you feeling loved, or how he perceives loving you anyways.

Hates you when leave his sight. Now that you’re faster and stronger, he’s afraid you’ll do something stupid and try to run. He sees keeping you near him as him protecting you from yourself.

Doesn’t let up on his protective behavior, even though you’re now tougher. He’s not taking any chances with you and your safety. Any plea to leave and go outside is instantly shut down. You’re no longer human, you don’t need to go up top anymore. Your place is with him, forever.

Leonardo:

He doesn’t tell you until he feels it’ll help him. He likes having the extra strength you won’t know about, at least until telling you benefits him. If you’re throwing a fit or have refused to talk to him for a while, he’ll flash his fangs and threaten to drain you until you pass out. After you know, he’ll constantly remind you of his heightened senses and strength. He doesn’t want you to forget how hard it will be to ever leave his side.

Is always a bit worried he’ll get too rough with you and hurt you more than he means to. His upgraded strength makes him more confident, but he doesn’t always remember how much strength he gained. Even as he teases you, he’s hesitant to actually try and mess with you in case he goes too far.

Dry bites a lot. He likes just sinking his fangs in your shoulder while he holds you close, liking the fact you’ll have the imprint of his teeth in your skin for a while. He doesn’t like to feed from you, since it makes him feel like a parasite, but he likes to see the faces you make when he touches the holes his teeth made in your skin.

Waits a while to turn you, mostly because he knows you’ll be able to run faster if you ever do get away. Before he turns you, he’ll start keeping you locked away more. He’ll have you turned while you’re asleep so you don’t even know what happened. In Leo’s opinion, the less you know about this, the better.

He’s ecstatic now that you’re going to be by his side forever. His worst nightmare was losing you, and now he’ll never have to worry about that again. You don’t have to worry about most diseases, death, or being alone now that you have him. Leo treats turning you like a huge favor, ignoring the fact he knows you never wanted it. He plays off hiding it like it was a surprise.

Pretty much solely feeds you animal blood at first, only giving you human if he feels you’re acting out too much. He doesn’t tell you of the change, but he knows it tastes different, and you do too. He doesn’t want to mess with your food too much, since blood is now the only thing you can consume.

If you ever do escape, he’ll probably go straight to an extreme now. You’re stronger, and you're more agile due to the mutation, which makes you harder to contain. He’s not willing to lose you, even if it means hurting you.

Hey do u think you could just do some yan hank x reader :) thank u :)

Hello, and thank you for being the first one to send me a request! And sorry for making you wait for so long, first I thought doing a few headcanons, but soon my ideia became an one-shot, and then it turned out in a full story (sort of, lol). Let's start this tragedy! I hope you enjoy it.

Warning: this story contains a lot murder, description of death, blood, emotional, psychological and physical abuse, kidnapping, unhealthy relationships and behavior, yandere, obsession and others topics. It's not recommended to read it if you are uncomfortable with any of those.

P.s.: if I forgot to put some warning or if you spot any grammatical error, please tell me! I would be thankful.

All the mistakes you made (A Yandere!Hank x reader story)

Chapter I. - Your first mistake.

You kicked and squirmed against the man who held you in a grip that felt like steel, but even though you were giving it your all, your resistance was showing no result. In fact, it looked to him like you were just a rag doll that he was carrying on his shoulder, but it was also because you were weak and heavily injured.

"Let me go, your fucking bastard!" You hissed. No answer. He just continued walking stilly, like if it was the most ordinary thing that ever happened.

But to be truthful, that wasn't the most eccentric thing he'd ever done. Hank was famous for causing large-scale massacres, but you didn't believe in it before, after all, how could a single person destroy entire units by himself and without leaving any witnesses?

You thought it was all a farce, that in reality it was a group that was after all this killing, and they pretended to be only one person to strike fear so nobody would try to counter them. So you ended up accepting the mission to go after that guy called "Hank" in order to investigate further and see if your theory was correct, you were curious to see the truth. That was your first mistake. You were in an arsenal of the A.A.H.W. with other mercenaries and agency members, they apparently managed to locate approximately where his base is and planned to attack in a large number, and they also talked about the possiblity of having a pizza party that might happen after, but you didn't mind too much.

While everyone was getting ready and arming themselves to the teeth, you could hear an explosion noise, followed by gunfire and screams filled of agony. Everything happened so fast that you couldn't ratiocinate correctly.

You quickly obeyed your senses and threw yourself behind a pillar, thus protecting yourself from the barrage of gunfire that followed right after, that covered the entire room in red and yellow. After everyone realized that the enemy had finally run out of ammo, the ones who survived came out of their hiding places and started trying to fight back, but were quickly killed one by one. Picking up an AK-74, you tried to get as far away as possible, knowing that facing danger head-on would be futile.

Going up a staircase and reaching a higher landing, you got behind a container and peeked out to see who the enemies were. As a consequence, taking a fright when realizing that it was just one person, not a group, easily killing several with just a katana in hand. You tried to ignore this fact and focus on the battle, firing and managing to land two shots on him.

Hank rapidly became annoyed, and started to ignore the agents that were going at him and changed his direction to you and the other two snipers who were on your side. For a split second, as he lifted his head to see where the shots were coming from, you could see bloodlust in his eyes, similar to a malicious and hungry animal, it was terrifying.

And then he began to move in a fierce way, brutally slicing anyone on his path to you. You were trying to reload your gun and to back away even more, but he had already gone up the stairs, kicked the closest sniper in the face causing them to hit their head against the wall, instantly killing them. He tried to cut you in half with his katana right away, but you managed to hold the blow using the AK-74 and kicked him in the stomach, pushing him away.

The second sniper tried to shoot him, but Hank managed to ricochet two bullets, hitting them back and in the meantime you bolted behind a wall, he took the gun from the first one he killed, and you started exchanging shots. You got hit twice, once in the shoulder and once in the abdomen, and you ran out of bullets, when he realized that, he went straight towards you and tucked the gun behind his back. You tried to run away, but he had already reached and started to strangle you, he wanted to have the satisfaction of killing you with his bare hands.

You struggled for air, but his grip was stronger, you could see the sadistic urge to kill in him, without showing an ounce of pity.

Just when you thought it was your end, the second soldier shot Hank, before they took their last breath and died in their own blood trail made after they crawled close enough to aim. In the second he momentarily loosened his grip, even though you were still dizzy from the lack of air, you managed to grab the gun from Hank's back after the shot, struck him with it, taking him off you and getting up quickly with the help of the the wall, trying to hold the gun and aim it, shivering from the adrenaline, bruises and out of breath.

"It's over. Just give up already." You demanded.

"You're a really annoying bitch." Hank hissed, still on the floor and with one hand on the left side of his face, where you hit him and cracked the glass of his goggles.

And all of a sudden, just when you thought Hank was finished, he got up, you tried to react but your movements were still slow. He grabbed the gun from your hands, caught you around the neck with his other hand, making you bang your head against the wall and then knocking you to the ground. The impact was so bad that you felt blood seeping from your lips and a tremendous headache, making you whimper in pain. Hank just chuckled at your state.

"Goin' down that easily? You're pathetic." Hank mocked you as he approximated. You tried to creep away but he stepped on your back, stopping you once more. He bent down to look at you closely, your eyes still had the slendor of the desire to fight and survive, an expression on the face from someone that wouldn't give up yet, he loved it. He stopped for a second to think, then continued. "Y'know what? I liked you, just love your type." You tried to process what he told you, but nothing made sense. "I'm keepin' you with me. Stay here." He said as he got off from you, but before shooting one of your legs. What made you scream out loud in pain, the adrenaline of the moment passed causing all the pain to hit you at once, while Hank came down from the platform to kill the rest of the agents, and the A.T.P. soldiers and mags that just arrived.

Everything in you hurts, even breathing, it was hard to relax. You spent a few minutes lying on the floor listening to the gunshots and screams in the background that haunted your ears, sounds that were becoming more muffled as the time passed, and trying to somehow control the pain, however your efforts did not yield results, the burning sensation of your wounds remained and you were struggling to not faint. When your vision started to get blurry, you heard something:

"Hello? Anyone's listening? Hello?" You turned your head to the voice, it was coming from the room that had the radio. "I repeat, anyone's listening?"

Clinging to what you thought was a glimmer of hope, you rise up with difficulty from the ground and began to stumble to the station, almost slipping in your own puddle of blood. After arriving with difficulty in the chamber, you answered. "Yes, (Y/N) talking, it's an emergency." You battled to say, your throat felt like it was on fire.

"What happened?"

"Hank invaded the base, we need units, NOW!" You tried to demand, your voice was still weak.

"It will take some time, we don't have any available next to your location." That irritated you.

"For the fuck sakes, we don't have time--" They hung up, wich made you rage and question if all your efforts were in vain.

You tried to keep your composure, after stopping for a few seconds to calm down, you rummaged around and found some bandages and an adrenaline shot in one of the lockers, which you used to cover the wounds and applied to yourself, now managing to stand up and even walk. And digging a little further you found a knife bag with a knife inside, which you decided to hide in one of your boots, and a pistol that you kept in your hands.

When you left the room, you decided that you were going to run away without anyone noticing, to hell the reward money. Watching your surroundings and hiding behind the containers, you saw that Hank was no longer in sight which made you panic, but you also saw the body of the guy who saved you, you tried to check their pulse, but they were gone.

"Thank you. Rest in peace, my man." You said in respect, while closing their eyes, knowing that if they didn't help, you would be dead. Before getting up and leaving you saw that in their pocket there was a grenade, which you decided to take.

You rushed down the stairs and walked down one of the long corridors for what felt like hours, the place looked like a maze full of corpses, making it obvious that Hank has been through here. Entering and turning in several corridors, trying to remember where is the exit, made you regret to not paying attention and memorize the place, this base was gigantic.

Hearing heavy footsteps approaching you, you entered a room that looked like a dormitory and hid under a bunk bed, carrying the pistol. You heard the door open again.

"You really don't obey when someone says to, do you?" You can feel the irritation in his speech, sounded like Hank was searching for you for some time already.

He began looking around the room for you, kicking and knocking over some furniture in the process, you started crawling under the beds trying to make as much silence as possible and get next to the door. For a moment he stopped and was silent, a sudden movement that made you uneasy. He was trying to hear you. After what seemed an eternity of silence, he turned his head towards the bed you were hiding underneath.

Fuck it.

You abruptly ran to the door for your life, and before he could do anything, you took aim and started shooting towards him to keep your distance and threw the grenade at him, closing the entrance as you left. Even though, he protected himself with using the beds, leaving no major injuries on him, it really took him by surprise. Hank didn't expect that you could do all of this for your bruises, you sure were an interesting person. Now he really wants you.

You sprinted as fast as you could, your movements becoming more clumsy as the pain returned, but it didn't stop you. Finally finding the exit, you spotted a vehicle that could easily get in and hot-wire it, but wasn't able to, despair making it even harder. In this short meantime, you felt a pair of hands pulling you by the collar of your shirt and pulling you out of the vehicle.

"You really know how to get under my skin." he admitted, both out of admiration and irritation in a threatening way, looking directly in your eyes. And he threw you over his shoulder, hurting you and making you drop your pistol in the process. He couldn't be gentle even if his life depended on it. "I'd have drive us both to the base, but you are such a fucking annoyance that makes it impossible." And then he started walking with you on his shoulder.

What he said made you shiver, what was he planning to do with you? You started to struggle, waiting for him to let go of you, but he just held you tighter. You soon ran out of strength and gave up, getting more tired and weaker by every minute, all this agitation was too much for you, so eventually, you end up passing out from exhaustion.

Hank still couldn't figure out what he found so fascinating about you, maybe because you, a nobody, managed to survive him for so long, few did, or because of your determination and how you surprised him, or even the way you looked at him, he loved to see that mixture of fear, hate and will to live in your face, it was so intriguing.

Whatever it was, he wouldn't be worrying and questioning himself nonstop right now, he didn't need to. Because he would have all the time he wanted to discover now.

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Like always, I'm late.

That Mason headcanons gave me the idea.

Please, somebody help the child-

DUDE, I JUST ARRIVED AT MY LITTLE COUSIN'S 9TH BIRTHDAY PARTY AND IT IS FRIDAY NIGHT FUNKIN' THEME--

I'M CRYING--

AND MY AUNT IS ASKING WHY ONE OF THE CHARACTERS IS HOLDING A GUN---

Honestly people hate too hard on self inserts & self indulgence and stuff like that people find "cringe" or whatever. Self inserts are Good actually

Fear of your life

King Boo Donnie-or King Donnie for short-was made by the lovely @gal-with-pastels and @sweaterrat

This is for Yan King Don-

Warnings: mentioned drugging, attempted drugging, destruction of property, threats

Taglist, tell me if you’d like to be added or removed: @oleander-nin @acutiewithagun @itsyagurlchip @mimocrocodilelol @goneto @souperwrites @defnotnoodle

“Where my requests not simple? Hm? I laid them out for you, every minute and fine detail! All of them right there on that paper!”

A hand, previously tapping an agitated rhythm alongside its pair, moves to squeeze its owner’s nose bridge. A disappointed glare is shot down at the cowering hotel owner, as intense violet lights stare her down.

“One job. You had ONE JOB. Bring my darling here-you succeed in that-which I may remind you is the literal bare minimum!”

The hotel owner had the dignity to lower her head, all the while keeping her ears open to her superior’s rant.

“Got them to my desired room, fine points for that! And yet-you missed the most important, crucial, critical, key piece of the puzzle-THE DROUGHT!”

Aggregated hands crack hard wood, as a flare of intense, mystical, purple energy knocks pictures off walls, couches to the floor, and the cowering woman to her knees.

“My kin-“

“Shut it. The most important part, of my plan for enteral happiness! The component I literally-look at my lips, look at me-I LITERALLY HAND DELIVERED TO YOU. Was lost. By one of your INCOMPETENT STAFF!”

Abruptly the man stood, uncaring that he speed and strength sent the heavy mahogany chair he had been sat in tumbling to the side, barely blinking when said chair cracked into two against the wall.

“Knocked over. Whoosh! Down the drain! LITERALLY MOONS OF WORK GONE. THEY WERE SO CLOSE TO DRINKING IT! SO. SO. SO. THREE SO’S-CLOSE TO BEING MINE! And know my sweet love is running amok through your hotel! Fussing their gorgeous little head over everything, when they could have-should have-WOULD HAVE BEEN SEATED BY MY SIDE! NO IN MY LAP! SAFE WHERE THEY SHOULD BE!”

Cold near frigid violet eyes snap over to the kneeling hotel owner, any and all words dying in her tone at the wordless demand for silence.

“Do you know what grinds my metaphorical gears? He says extremely calmly with every bit of restraint as a saint? Hm? Not only is my darling running amok in your dangerous hotel. We have to delay the ceremonies!”

Muttering an ‘offended scoff,’ hands trailed over suit lapels and brooch tie, soothing the completely flawless silk, before the irritated man continued his rant.

“My people are restless, they always have been comes with the territory of ghosts and all, but they were promised a wedding. A Royal Wedding. My wedding. Heavy, heavy, that’s two heavy’s, emphasis on ‘My wedding!’ The event of the year-no! To say that would be affront on my love and myself, our wedding will be the event of the century! And yet-what do we have, myself-an agitated groom, AND AN EMPTY CROWN AND THRONE !”

As if to add emphasis and salt to the wound, gloved hands scoop up an elaborate glass case. Lifting the carrying case to light, his rage gradually began to calm for a few tense seconds.

“I am not a patient person. I am extremely aware of that flaw of mine, however, that will not stop me from being agitated at the circumstances you have put us both in.”

With a hand far more gentle than the chaos of the wrecked office could say, he slowly pulled the case open, revealing an-equally if not more-elaborate crown which matches his own.

“And I gladly learn to be more patient for my dear, it could take me an eternity-“

The hotel owner eagerly snatched the opportunity to slip out of her now ruined office, as the violet suited king lifted the crown-a near perfect copy to his own-to his lips for a chaste kiss to its golden surface.

“But we will have all the time in the world soon my dear. Very soon. Of course you’ve claimed your rightful status by side.”

A mischievous, smile spread across the king’s face, as he turned to stare out the window overlooking the now frantic bustle of the hotel’s interior. Chuckling lowly to himself, he brought the second crown directly in front of his face, noting his own reflection before speaking.

“It not like I’ve left my darling any other option.”

”what eyes”

Can we get some head canons of how the rise boys react to the reader getting hurt after the events of the movie? Definitely sprinkling some angst and fluff in there

Solace With You

author’s note: so i started this and my phone glitched after i had raph’s done and most of leo’s super sad it didn’t save D:

so i know this kind of deviated from what you really asked for, idk why but i couldn’t stop myself when it came to raph and leo, they had been through so much in the movie that I made it more about their sufferings and reader doing their best to comfort >.< please let me know what you think! i hope, dear anon, that this is still acceptable

i did get two out of the four though! maybe i can make a part two to get the flip side of leo & raph’s reactions… thoughts? anyways enjoy ~~~~

warnings: mentions of 2022 movie scenes, spoiler alert, violence, angst, fluff, established relationships, hurt to comfort

Raphael

you knew something was wrong when a whole day went by without even a message from raph, the two of you had a strict rule when it came to worrying about the other

you had went off to college that year, and it had made you busy and the communication wasn’t always there, raph kept busy too with hero duties

but when you had a paper due suddenly, forcing you to spend hours researching and more writing, you had passed out without a second thought forgetting about the rule

at the 24 hour mark, Raph asked Donnie to borrow the turtle tank, he needed to make sure you were okay. it wasn’t like you to not reply, even though Donnie confirmed you were in your apartment it still didn’t deter Raph’s worry

“Please be okay,” Raph said to himself as he rang the doorbell, once, twice, he was impatient and started to bang on the door with his fist. You had slumped out of bed, jarring the door open with red bleary eyes

“Raphael?” you croaked as you rubbed your eyes in disbelief. was it night?? how was he here?! He immediately engulfed you into a hug, pulling you up into his arms as his worry and stress slipped away. the relief he felt just to know that you were okay, nothing had happened

When he explained why he was here and told you how worried he had been you apologized profusely and cried your eyes out in the crook of his neck. You promised you wouldn’t let it happen again as he patted your back and carried you to your bedroom.

The rest of the night had been in each others arms and it had been 6 months later until you had finally felt what he had went through

“Please,” you cried into your phone, “if anyone can just let me know if you guys are okay-“ you broke off the sentence not being able to continue with so much emotion. By the second day, the news already covered that the kraang, an alien race had taken over New York City

You didn’t care that alien mutant monsters were roaming the streets, you got in your car and headed to the sewers, you couldn’t just sit by unknowing, you needed answers, you needed Raph.

When the streets were filled with unmoving cars, you walked seven miles to reach the lair. But the second home that it had become looked foreign, it had been ransacked and red and green goop stained the walls and floor. You sank to your knees, not knowing what to think, only feeling crushed with despair

*Ding!* ‘don’t worry we have a plan’ Donnie’s text had been fleeting but it was all you needed to hold onto hope, you didn’t receive another message til the fight was won

the aftermath had been hard for everyone, raph came out with some areas of his brain damaged at what he guessed was from the kraang’s intrusion on his mind and the forced mutation to become part kraang, he also had issues with his eyes (particularly his right retina)

the two of you had slept together for two straight weeks, Raph felt like he hadn’t done enough to protect his brothers, to be a better leader, he was so hard on himself for having fought with Leo, then almost losing him

“No Raph please, don’t beat yourself up over this, you did as much as you could, all of you did” you were laying together and you had your arms around his neck pulling his face to yours. “Y/n,” his voice broke “I just don’t know if we can come back from this,” he sounded so scared.

“You can Raph, we all will, it will take time but we can take it one step at a time, together,” you whispered soothing words to him as his tense body finally relaxed, you kissed his forehead, then his nose, and then finally to his lips

He met yours desperately, pouring out his emotion, Raph was so thankful that you were there, that you were here in his bed, in his arms, safe

Leonardo

you knew that the weight Leo returned with was heavy, he was physically and mentally in pain, even when he slept he couldn’t get away from what had happened, what the kraang had put him through

he thought the entire thing was his fault, he felt so incredibly guilty and it had pushed him to give his all, in the prison dimension a part of him felt like he deserved it, that this was a small price to pay for his brother’s safety, as long as they were okay

Donnie had immediately put Leo on bed rest for a couple of weeks, he needed the most time to heal, you were there through it all, when the nightmares came you were there to wake him, to hold him, to tell him that he was okay, he was with everyone and he had saved them all

So most nights it was the two of you together, but there had been moments when the brothers had asked for time, and you hadn’t woken any of them up if you found them sleeping peacefully together

Leo liked to joke about how he had everyone wrapped around his three fingers, holding up his cast laughing when he was waited on all of you by hand and foot, “it’s always been that way Leo,” you teased smiling at him

“Who knew that this is what it would take to get you guys to bend to my every wish” he snickered looking mischievous, you shook your head lovingly.

“Tell me..” he said reaching for one of your hands and you immediately scooted in closer, you had been sitting on a chair at his bedside “do you think you could love me even though I’ll only have one arm?” it was said jokingly but you could tell it had a deeper meaning

do you love me even after all of my mistakes?

“I wouldn’t have it any other way Leo,” you squeezed his hand gently “I love you so much, and besides” you laughed through the tears as they slipped down your cheeks “I’m sure Don will hook you up with some awesome prosthetic!”

Leo sniffed, holding back his own tears, he had cried too much already. He nodded until he was sure his voice was steady, “touché, that brother of mine will hook me up big time”

Donatello

As soon as he was given a brief moment to recollect, when they had been planning on Raph’s rescue or in his escape pods, he took those moments to text you, to look at your location

It made it that much harder for you to keep Donnie unaware of your situation, because you knew he was fighting for the whole world, for his brothers, and if he had any idea of your reality during the kraang attack, he wouldn’t have had his mind in the fights

It would’ve been on you, worrying even more than he already was, thinking that you were at least okay, maybe scared, but Donnie thought most of the enemy had surrounded him and his brothers

He hadn’t had much time to think about all the human alien mutants being controlled by the kraang. Nor the warfare that would destroy New York City to its core

You had been on your rooftop, it hadn’t been the safest thing to do but you had to see, the sky turning ugly as it was invaded by kraang ships or weapons, you hadn’t known at the moment so all you could do was guess

When you heard the screams you decided it wasn’t safe enough to keep risking your life out on the roof for the off chance to catch a glimpse of the turtle you loved so dearly, but as you took the stairs back down into your complex the ground started to shake

“Oh god,” you said holding onto the sides of the railing, forcing yourself to keep going, you wouldn’t fall down in fear. When you reached your door it felt like a full on earthquake, and that’s when all hell broke loose.

Inside your apartment you had thought you would be safe but as the ground split and rose in different places, your place was so jostled that the fridge fell clean over, you had been in the wrong place at the wrong time and even as you jumped to try and get out of the way, it landed. On your legs.

You had screamed in pain, crying for help for hours as you tried reaching for the phone that had been in your hand the entire time, except for when u fell, it had crashed down to the floor just out of reach as you were squished in place. No matter of pulling got you any closer, and when you dared to try and move, it only caused more pain.

“This is so pathetic!” You banged your fist into the wooden floor as you saw your phone flash with a light of a notification. Donnie checking in, then again, until he couldn’t do so anymore until the fighting was over.

When Donnie finally got to your place he was yelling. “Y/N!” You heard from the stairwell, “DONNIE,” you wailed out in agony, the tears that had dried up in your eyes as you tried to concentrate, telling yourself that Donnie would come, started flowing uncontrollably.

Mere seconds was all it took for Donnie to heave the fridge off of you, pure adrenaline pumping through his veins. “Oh no no no,” he said in terror as he saw the bruises. “I’m so sorry Y/n” he bent down trying to be gentle as he picked you up.

You needed medical attention immediately and he couldn’t do anything here in your trashed apartment. You tried to bite down on your lips, holding in a strangled scream as he lifted you from the ground. “I’m here, I’m sorry” he apologized again and again

“You’ll be okay Y/n, don’t worry I’ll take care of you, I promise, oh why!” It was like every time he tried to reassure you he would look down at yours legs and have his whole train of thought crushed. When the pain killers kicked in and you could think other thoughts you told him, “Donnie, listen to me, this isn’t your fault. You were quite busy saving the world..” your hand limply reached out to his

He grabbed it, “I don’t want to live in a world where you aren’t in it Y/n” he said fiercely. You didn’t think it had been that close of a call to death, but Donnie wasn’t hearing any of it. You didn’t say any more as you slipped into unconsciousness.

You needed a wheelchair for a long time after that and it had been hard adjusting, but Donnie had been there through everything. He had built you not one but two wheelchairs and was working on two more. “Don, do you really think I need a jet pack wheel chair?”

He sheepishly looked down at his blueprints. Pushing his bandana off of his face as he shrugged. “I don’t know what else to build, plus it wouldn’t hurt, what if you need a quick get away, or I don’t know just wanna fly in general..”

“Would you fly with me?” You asked quietly, a soft smile on your face. He nodded, “of course, it’ll be a date!” You smiled, “we’ll be like jasmine and aladdin, magic carpet ride!” you giggled and he melted at the sound. He would build you anything at all just to hear that sound again.

Michelangelo

It had been a long 8 months after the kraang were defeated. You knew that Mikey was great at being optimistic, and sometimes he had told you how even through the toughest moments in their battle he had never given up.

Mikey had faith in his brothers, they always knew what to do. But the cost that his brothers had to pay had somewhat changed him, even if most didn’t notice it. He himself hardly thought of it.

The dark thoughts only came when someone was hurt. It reflooded him with the emotions of seeing Raph turned into something against his will, then Donnie sticking his shell out for him again and again, and Leo… it had been what pushed Mikey to do the impossible

So after 8 months of it all, watching his brothers recover and things go back to somewhat normal, he hadn’t expected a call from you to bring him back into those dark days. “Mikey- agh,” your voice was serious and sounded strained through the phone.

“Y/n?? What is it?? What’s wrong?” Mikey started to panic. Getting up from his seat in the living room, already heading for the sewer manhole. “I’m hurt Mike, I cut myself by accident real bad”

He talked you through keeping pressure on the wound. Try to stop the bleeding as much as possible and keep it raised, he had become very interested in basic first aid kit knowledge after the kraang. Even though he wasn’t a full on medic he knew the groundwork, he even could stitch someone up.

You had needed four stitches and Mikey had done them all, he was very careful and precise, the hands of an artist. “Sorry,” he would say in concentration as you winced. He had gone quiet as he finished bandaging you up. “Mikey? Are you okay?” You asked when he came back from getting you a glass of water.

“I just don’t want to see anyone hurt anymore…” he sighed as he came over to you and pulled you close, careful around your wound. You nodded knowing who he all meant, “you’ve got magic hands my love” you told him giving him a loving smile as he pulled back slightly

“I’ve been told that a couple times,” he couldn’t help but let out a laugh, thinking of Casey and his brothers. “I can’t promise that accidents won’t happen Mikey, but I do promise that I’m never leaving you ever.” You poured out your heart wanting him to know how you felt.

“Yeah, there’s no place you can go that I can’t follow,” he winked, letting his hands flare up and leave a sparkly orange dust in its trail all the way to where he booped your nose. “Wouldn’t have it any other way!” You said as he moved his hand to cup your cheek and the two of you kissed.