RotTMNT X Reader Stories

When you whine

(Raph❤️)

"Noooo! I don't wanna go on patrol! I HAVE A LIFE!"

"(Y/N)! You're gonna go, even if I have to drag you all the way!"

Raph tugged on your by the waist as you held on to the rail desperately. Alli and Leo stood watch, the blue-clad turtle trying everything within his power to not laugh hard.

"Raaaaaphieeee! I. Don't. Want to!"

"I. Don't. Care!"

You tried hitting his hands in hopes of making him let you go, but he tightened his grip further. You then tried fake crying, but that doesn't seem to phase Raph.

"I could watch this all day long," Leo chuckled to himself.

"(Y/N), can you stop being so childish?!" Raph asked you impatiently.

"Oh, that's not childish, this is childish! You're a poopy-head, you can't tell me what to do! Neh, neh, neh, neh, neh! I'll tell Splinter and Carla on you!" You blew raspberries at him. Your mocking was short lived when an arrow was shot at you before your eyes closed, and your body went limp.

"Tranq arrows. Brittany helped install this," Alli smirked, flipping one of her arrows in the air and catching it.

"Nice shot, Al-Gal," Leo remarked.

"Now let's get moving," Raph picked you up over his shoulder and headed out with Alli and Leo.

(Leo💙)

"Leeeeeooooo! I don't wanna train! I wanna relax!"

Leo had you over his shoulders as he headed down the training area. It was getting difficult since you were kicking your legs and hitting him in his shell. Nabel was already waiting for him as she watched you fight against his hold.

"You're training, whether you like it or not!" Leo growled.

"But I don't waaaannnnaaaa!"

Nabel rolled her eyes unamused at this before she signaled Leo to put you down. Confused, he did, but his grip on you was still firm.

"Alright, if you want to be a child, then you need to go to the corner," Nabel sternly said.

"No!" You crossed your arms, a pout on on your face.

"(Y/N). Corner, go." Nabel folded her arms with a stern look.

"Uh uh!"

Leo growled, already losing his cool. "(Y/N)! Get to training now!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No way!"

"Yes way!"

"Leeeeeooooo!"

"(Y/NNNNNNNN)! I can do this all day!"

Nabel sighed with annoyance and used her powers to freeze you and Leo in your places. That also stopped your arguing from going on any further.

"Wha—"

"Hey!"

"Enough! If you guys are going to act like children, then you might as well start being children," Nabel sternly lectured the two of you. "Until you learn how to behave, then you two are staying here."

You crossed your arms and turned away from Leo, while he did the same.

"That's what I thought."

(Donnie💜)

"(Y/N)! Get back here, little lady!"

"No, Donnie! Stop!"

"Come back here!" Donnie chased you across the lab, missing you a few times. Brittany sat at the lab table and worked on one of her inventions, her headphones on her ears to block out the racket that was being caused by you and Donnie.

The purple-loving turtle finally caught you and placed you over his shoulders. "I gotcha! Now let's go! We got some homework to do!"

"Put me down! I don't wanna do homework!"

"You're gonna do it, little missy, or die trying."

"Noooo! I don't waaannaaaa! Donnie, don't make me!"

"Not gonna change my mind, (N/N)."

"Please! Please, please, please, please, please!"

"Nope."

"Donnie, baby, please! Please, please, please, please, please, please, please!"

"(Y/N)..."

"You know there's no changing his mind, (N/N). Might as well give up now," Brittany called, not looking up from her invention.

You sighed with defeat and finality. "Ugh, fine."

"Hah, see? That wasn't so hard," Donnie smirked, earning an unseen pout from you.

(Mikey🧡)

"But I don't wanna bake! I just some sleep!"

"(Y/N), you said you'd help (S/N) practice her baking skills. And I'm gonna make you keep that promise!" Mikey grunted as he tugged you by the waist. You were holding onto the bedsheets with all your might.

"Let go, Mikey! I just waaaaannnaaaaa sleeeeep!"

"Not happening, sugar pie," Mikey replied and finally got you to let go of the bedsheets before placing you over his shoulders.

"No! I refuse! I need sleep!" You smacked your hands on his shell, the chance of him letting go futile.

"Will you stop whining, baby?"

"Nope!"

"Why, don't you love your sister?"

"Of course I do! I just want sleeeeep!"

"Sleep's for chumps."

"Are you callin' me a chump?!"

"Yep, my girlfriend, who I thought is hardcore, despite everything she's gone through, but is just a chump!"

"Awwww, c'mon, baby! Please!"

"Not listening, baby," Mikey smirked when he finally made it to the kitchen.

"Yay! Let's get baking!" (S/N) stood on a kitchen stool with a spoon in hand.

"Sorry, (Y/N). I'm afraid you're not going back to bed," Sam smiled smugly, her arms folded.

You groaned as Mikey set you down and handed you an apron. Looks like sleep is gonna wait for a while...