RotTMNT X Reader Stories

When he and you argue

(Raph❤️)

It was a long day for you right now. A few hours earlier, you decided that you want to become a ninja warrior like the brothers and girls, so you can help defend New York. Unfortunately, the moment Raph saw you practicing dueling with Alli and you mentioned your dream, his overprotective boyfriend senses overtook him.

"(Y/N)! Are you out of your human-living mind?!"

"Raph, I'm not a little kid," you told him. "You guys can fight bad guys, so why can't I?"

"I mean, she does have a point," Alli spoke up. "If she ever runs into danger, she's gotta have some fighting skills to defend herself."

"Yeah, but what if she get hurts? What if something bad happens? What if I couldn't protect her?!—"

"RAPH!" You shouted, stopping Raph before he could keep talking.

"You're worried about me, I get it," you softly said. "But you guys want to protect New York, then I do, too...so just let me fight alongside you guys."

Raph didn't know what to say as he stared at you with worry and pride. Alli, her arms folded across her chest, glanced between you and him, giving him an encouraging nod at one point.

Finally, he sighed and nodded his head. "Okay. Train gin starts now."

You beamed, relieved that you had managed to convince him and happy that you would soon join them in protecting New York City.

(Leo💙)

Nabel scanned the skating area for any sign of Leo before she noticed Sam and Brittany standing at the living room archway.

"Hey, have you guys seen Leo? I can't seem to find him anywhere," she asked the two girls.

"Uh, we found him," Brittany said, gesturing to where Leo is.

Sitting on the couch was him and you, playfully fighting over something adorable.

"Oh-ho-ho, no, I'm not. You're the most beautiful thing I could ever lay eyes on ever," Leo chuckled.

"No, you're, to me, the most handsome turtle in the whole universe," you giggled as you sat on his legs.

"What, me? You're my damsel, and if you were in distress, I'd come in to rescue you."

"And you're my superhero. And I would be your Lois Lane any day now."

"How long have they been at it?" Nabel asked, her eyebrow raised confused.

"Since about...25 minutes," Brittany said, stopping for a moment to check her arm device.

"They wouldn't stop throwing compliments to each other," Sam added quietly.

"I see," Nabel nodded slowly. "Well...do you mind telling him that I need him when he's done?"

"You mean if he's done, then yes," Brittany nodded.

(Donnie💜)

Brittany had music blaring from her headphones as she worked on one of her biggest projects in the future. Looking on one side, she could see you and Donnie loudly talking about their main topic. Pulling her headphones away, the conversation became more clearer.

"I'm telling you, you put water and oil together, they don't mix!" You stated.

"Well, what if I add in oil and milk? Would they mix together?" Donnie asked.

"Still unlikely, because milk is like water!"

"Then what can oil mix with?"

"No clue. Let's try another thing. How well does one know about human anatomy?"

"Well, I do know that women, like you and Brittany, go through menstrual cycles once a month."

"But do you know how painful cramps are? How many tampons and pads we had to switch out once in a while? And let's not forget about the cravings we get to help ease our hormones."

Brittany couldn't hold back the urge to laugh anymore and pounded her fist on the lab table as she struggled to find a moment to catch her breath. Donnie stared at you wide-eyed, his cheeks flushed pure red.

"Touché," he remarked as you smirked victoriously. 

(Mikey🧡)

(S/N) was walking down the hallway with her stuffed bear when a droplet of paint soared through the curtains of Mikey's room. Her curious side getting the best of her, she sneaked in through the curtain and found the turtle's room covered in white sheets that were splattered in paint. You and Mikey were laughing hard as you are both drenched in paint splattered on you and your old clothes.

"What are you guys doing?" (S/N) asked, tilting her head.

"Long story, (S/N/N)," you panted, finally catching your breath. "Painting competition got way out of control."

"And now we can't tell which of our paintings are better," Mikey added, staring at his messy painting.

"Painting fights? You had one without me?" (S/N) sorrowfully stared at you with big, tears eyes.

"Oh, no. (S/N), not the face, please," you chuckled, trying to look away.

"Awww, why can't I ignore that look?" Mikey adorably stated, cupping his hands together.

"Come on, (S/N/N), please, anything but that face and those eyes..." You gave a small glance at your sister's eyes, only to groan in defeat, rolling your eyes playfully.

"Alright, fine," you sighed teasingly. "But you need to have some clothes while you're at it."

"Got it!" (S/N) nodded and bolted towards her room.

"Couldn't resist that cute look either, huh?" Mikey smirked at you.

"Oh, yeah," you nodded.