RotTMNT X Reader Stories

When you first meet him

(Raph❤️)

Walking down the sidewalk back to your home from the park, you didn't notice a strange figure following you like a hungry predator. By the time you passed a nearby alleyway, a hand harshly grabbed you by your hair.

You let a shrill cry, but another hand clasped your mouth shut as they pulled you into the dark alleyway. Your (F/C) backpack fell off your shoulders and onto the ground with a thud in the process.

"Any sound, and I will cut you," the man said in a drunken tone.

His breath reeked of alcohol, you could tell since his face was close to yours. His hands trailed down your neck and to your pants.

You struggled as much as you could to get away from him with no avail.

He never got to take it off completely when another hand, much larger and with two fingers and one thumb, grabbed him by the back of his shirt and pulled him away from you. The drunk man's grip loosened from you, and you gasped for air and fell to the ground on your knees.

From behind, you could hear pained grunts from the drunk man and sounds of punches landing. Whoever saved your life wasn't going to let him go anywhere without being taught a lesson.

You quickly picked up your fallen backpack and hid behind a few trash cans and peeked around them.

After what seemed like an eternity, the drunk, now covered in bruises and cuts, scurried out of the dark alleyway and bolted down the sidewalk.

You remained hidden behind the cans, even though your savior was staring at your direction.

"It's okay, you can come out now. You're safe," the voice belonging to your savior said.

Gradually, you stepped out from behind the cans and clutched your backpack. You searched through the darkness for any sign of your hero until a buff figure appeared. Although a bit of light from the moon was shining, you couldn't see the rest of the figure.

"What's wrong?" you asked him, the fear replaced by concern.

"...Aren't you gonna freak out if I step out?" the male figure asked you, a bit worried.

"I won't be afraid, so step out," you gently commanded.

The figure hesitated for a second before he complied and did as you told him.

True to your word, you didn't run away or scream from the now vanished fear as you finally got a better look at the figure--or rather the turtle--that saved you.

By the looks of his shell, he could be a snapping turtle. He had on a red mask with long tails, green skin, a toothy nervous smile, and tonfas on his three-fingered hands.

You stared at him amazed, your mouth hanging open.

"You're not scared of me?" The turtle asked you, the nervousness still evident in his eyes.

"Are you kidding me? You saved me from getting raped. Why would I be scared of you?" You shrugged calmly.

The snapping turtle gave you a toothy grin in relief and scratched the back of his head while chuckling. "Yeah, this is actually the first time someone's told me that."

You giggled, a light red color appearing on your cheek. "I'm (Y/N)."

"I'm Raph," he greeted back.

(Leo💙)

The mutant silverfish roared and jumped at you again. You dodged it in time before picking up a wooden plank and swung at it.

Earlier that night, you were on your way from the pizza place that you and your father love to get takeout from, but then some strange creature, the silverfish you are fighting now, attacked you out of nowhere and took the pizza straight out of your hands before devouring it all.