Mutant Ninja Imagines

A favourite  pastime of yours recently was viewing “Dr. Pimple popper” on youtube, quite often this was during the time the boys were on patrol late at night.  A Lazy Tuesday night rolled around as the thunder roared and rain poured above not the city streets you sat tucked under blankets, laptop perched on the coffee table. snacks and pizza boxes strewn Among the video games, lab experiments and comic books. The rhythm of the storm covered the sounds of the light footsteps caused by the four ninja’s creeping in behind you. 

Clicking on the first pop up of a massive patch of blackheads ready to be extracted you nestled into the blankets and watched the screen as the video played on until a screech came out from the youngest ninja.

“GROOOOOSSS Y/N MY EYES!”

you snorted as you turned around to Michelangelo covering his eyes and bumbling around the room smacking into objects laying across the lair. Leonardo just looked wide eyed at the screen not quite sure how to react, but judging by the dark green hue fading from his skin you could see he wasn’t quite enjoying it. Donnie watched intently as he spewed of facts on how these things were created and how to properly extract them, the science behind them and the facts of the study of dermatology spewing out of the purple clad turtles mouth like rapid fire.  However Raphael watched the screen some what intently along side you, cringing slightly but looking relieved at the now relaxed skin clean and clear of the black spots that were scattered across the back of the person. a slight sigh escaped his lips and he smirked towards you. 

“Gross. ya watch these for fun?” “Yea. satisfying isn't it?!”

“You’re a weird one ya know” “says the talking crime fighting turtle”

1. If you see any posts on here that aren’t related to the turtles, it’s cause I have big thumbs, bad eye sight and three blogs 😅 I can’t tell which blog I’m reblogging stuff on 98% of the time

2. I have 6 requests in my inbox, I wrote out three and I was just about to post them! Unfortunately my laptop restarted and I lost them. 😒

He leaned against the cool stone walls, silently joining the conversation as he listened to yours and Donatello’s talks. he’s done this before, he does it all the time when you’re around. Raphael doesn’t mean to be scarce but certainly he doesn’t want to scare you away from him, so he settles to ache for you from a distance. You could be soft, you could be loud, gentle and sweet yet fierce and tough, you are everything to him all in one person that he couldn't have. Now this didn’t mean Raphael was going soft, when his brothers teased him about it he would get quite riled up and shout loud, angrily denying his affections. Yet when he’s alone like this he’ll dream of running his hands through your hair, gently touching your cheek, kissing you softly, taking you for long rides on cold nights on the back of his bike and bringing you to the tallest buildings to watch the sunset or finally teaching you the fighting skills you begged Master Splinter for.

“...Leonardo, he’s just amazing. Simply amazing, My absolute favourite. I can’t help but love him Don”

Silence. Eyes wide open. Oxygen leaves his lungs. The world comes to an abrupt halt. Dreams dashed to dirt as realization crashes to him. Sweet dreams turned to bitter thoughts. Choking back the threatening tears. Gripping the stone that holds him up. He makes a dash for the door. Gone.

You and Donnie hear the commotion out the lab doors, Raphael shouting at a confused Leonardo as he and Mikey came home from a late night patrol. Donnie warned you to stay back but you knew that this was more then some sort of power struggle between the brothers again. Pushing your way in to the duo’s path you shoved Leo back as much as you could and gripped onto Raphaels arm, Donnie dragged away a still confused Leonardo as you guided Raphael to the couch, kneeling in front of him. He put his head in his hands in order to hide his face from you, but you were quite smaller than the turtle so a simple tuck under his arm revealed the broken heart in his eyes. His sweet green eyes turned bitter and tragic instead of that fiery passion that you’d grown to adore, you couldn’t imagine what he’d been thinking to cause him to lash out.

“Raphie, Honey what's wrong?” “...” “Raph you gotta tell me whats wrong” “You love Leonardo, thats whats f*cking wrong y/n” “I- what?” “I heard ya! You admitting to Donnie that Leo’s so amazing, what does he got that i ain’t hey?!” “Raphael! What are you going on about?! Were you eavesdropping!” “Of course i was y/n! Dammit if you like my brother so much go f*cking hang out with him, bet he’s hurting to”

Your head was spinning but after knowing the turtles you knew not much phased you anymore, but whatever Raphael was thinking was odd. Didn’t he hear the whole conversation? Why was he listening in the first place, you didn’t think he found artists interesting. Oh, right. You forgot they were named after the painters and sculptors,

“...Raphie...Do you have feelings for me?” “I ain’t say sh*t Y/n, you know i do. I ain’t able to talk right in front of ya you’ve got me going nuts here” “Raphael, i like you to you big idiot”

Raphael snapped up quickly sending you straight on your backside, acting quickly he picked you up standing with you in his arms. He was confused and delighted all at the same time but couldn’t believe his luck. Pressing a soft kiss gently to his cheek and placing a warm hand on his shoulder you smiled,

“Bet that’ll teach you to only listen to half the conversation, i was talking about the painter you shell for brains”

Thats a good question lolI'm not quite sure, I've been watching and reading the TMNT shows/comics for years, they’re a huge part of my life. I honestly just get the inspiration from the TMNT fans themselves, there’s nothing better then being able to log onto Tumblr and just have that common ground that I can’t find where I am. Also my own past writings that I've changed up to better suit the ninja turtles. Thanks for asking! 

Mass Drinking ahead...Sorry its so short but ya know, Short and Sweet! :)

1, 2, 3, 4...it could go on endlessly it seemed. Vodka shots turned to Tequila shots and Tequila turned into heavy Whiskey and coke, One drunk phone call resulted in Donnie rushing over to the apartment as he heard your voice thick and giggly whispering into the speaker.

“Doooonnie, Donnie baby i miss you. Works so terrible, i can’t do it. *hiccup* you’re so smart, can’t you fix me cutie?”

Work had come down on you hard, your report didn’t make it into the paper since your coworker slept with your boss she’d been getting first priority over your good work. It drove you up the wall and tonight it finally brought you to your knees, a drink to calm your nerves turned into you smashing the glasses over your apartment and drinking from the bottle. Ripping books from the shelves and tossing them on to the floor, ages of your work torn from its coils and crumpled into balls adorning the couch and tiles. As the purple clad turtle entered through the window he’d almost thought you’d been attacked till he narrowly dodged a empty bottle of vodka that was meant for the mirror behind him. Glass shattered along the floor as you stumbled over to your friend, arms wide open as you lazily hung onto him and leaned back. A giggly mess as you shot him a grin and licked your lips.

“Donnie baby, what brings you here? Miss me little?”

“Uh, actually you called me...y/n whats going on? Are you drunk?”

“Just this much *hiccup*”

You held out your arms and lost your grip from around his neck, Donnie quickly grabbed your waist as you held your entire arm span out to show him just how far gone you are. He couldn’t help but laugh a little as you stumbled from his arms and over to your kitchen counter to lean against the cool granite. Sliding down the wood cupboards you landed to the floor, a smiling mess and he took the empty space beside you. Gently resting your head on his shoulder he wrapped his arm around you. Donnie had been your best friend for five years, the only person you trusted to be around you in times like this, or anytime at all if it mattered. It's why you couldn’t help but fall in love with the mutant, his sweet dark eyes and the soft touch of his hands as they grazed your skin. His voice as it spoke your name and the way he smiled at you when you came into the room, as if you were all that mattered to him.

“Donnie…”

“Yes Y/n?” “Can you keep a secret honey? Pleeeease”

“Of C-course, anything for you”

“Donatello i love you, i loove you. I’m so sorry i didn’t tell you, its just, *hiccup* i think you’re amazing..and i want to kiss you.”

“....”

“Donnie...would you mind if i kissed you..?”

Donatello looked at his hands for a moment, completely stunned of what he’d just heard. Unsure how to take it all in, process the feelings you had for him and come to terms that he definitely felt the same way. It took only mere seconds for Donnie to take you in his arms and pull you close, your sweet lips tasted like fine whiskey and your touch felt like fire on his cold skin. Hands bracing you against the cupboard as Donnie’s hand slipped down to clutch your hips, moving faster as breathing became more needed. Placing your foreheads together as your world started spinning, from shock and the alcohol. Yet mostly the alcohol, the world went black as Donnie caught you in his arms. You were a right mess that's for sure, but it never stopped Donnie form loving you any less.

The first day he meet you in the alley you were terrified of him but he eventually got you to come around, he’d never wanted to spend a day without you after he discovered how beautiful the world was with just having you in it. Your amazing sense of wonder and the way you bit your lip and the laughter that reminded him of a warm summer breeze.

Carrying you to your bed he propped you up and set the garbage can beside your bed, a glass of water and tylenol on your nightstand. He retreated to the living room where it look like a war zone, he sighed.

hints of violence and gang related activity! small but still, you’ve been warned! possibly there will be a part to if this is popular enough :) 

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The music screamed throughout the club as she sat at the bar, rum and coke in hand. Cherry red lips staining the glass as she bared her teeth at a man across the bar who’d become a little to handsy with one of the girls.  A Snap of her fingers sent two men on his side, grabbing his arms and leading him out to the back alley. The strobe lights illustrated her sharp looks in the multi color, manicured nails tapping along the side of the glass, shoulders rolled back and thick inky tattoo’s of barbed wire and roses crawling down her arms and seeping onto her back. Head tilting back as she shot the last of the drink she sauntered across the floor idly dragging her hands along the stage. High heels clicking along the tiled floor and up the spiral staircase two men opened the door as she entered the softly lit room.

Dark hardwood covered the floors, only to be interrupted by a long table with a small group sitting on either side. She took the head of the table as tall glass of wine was poured, the others at the table accepted the offering of liquor as the bottle came around. A clear of her throat silenced the room as heads turned,

“You know why we’re all here, New york has fallen out of the hands of the foot and the so called Shredder. The rival gangs have played make believe for to long and have wiped themselves out quite successfully. Without much of me having to lift my finger, Unfortunately this means the purple dragons and smaller gangs have overrun the streets. Not much to do about them though, not to worry...Though there is one obstacle in our way isn’t there? The ninja’s of new york”

A news paper was tossed across the table, headlines splayed “THE NINJAS STRIKE GOLD” following a major jewellery store robbery foiled by for large and mysterious figures. She stood from her seat and towards the man at the end of the table, grasping his shoulder she leaned down,

So incredibly sorry for my unannounced hiatus, in the start I created this blog so I could help my anxiety towards my relationship. I adore the turtles and other fandoms I use them to lift my spirits and bring me joy. I didn't realize the love that came from the TMNT community and how much attention this blog would get. You're all so important to me In my process of healing and I promise 2018 will be this blogs year.

I've left my boyfriend of 3 1/2 years after realizing and coming to terms with the emotional and mental abuse that he caused me. My state of anxiety and mental health isn't the best but I do what I can.

I'm not looking for sympathy I swear 😅 I just felt the need to give you all a reason to why it's been so quiet on my end. My anxiety gives me quite the writers block! So hopefully here's to this blog coming back to life again while I try my best to push out all the requests! But while I do that my request box will be closed so I can get out the requests that have been waiting for months 😱

Sorry everyone but here's to 2018! And hopefully some more from miss mutantimagines!

(posted this to the wrong blog at first sorry!)

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He knew he couldn’t give her everything she wanted, He knew that one day she’d realize that the world outside the sewers had more to offer. Though watching her dart across the busy streets and duck in and out of little shops picking up things here and there made him a little curious. Mikey followed you with each step you made, curious as to where you might have been going as today was normally a day you went volunteering. The running around finally stopped when you walked up the stairs of the red bricked town home, the vines crawling up the side and children’s toys scattered in the tiny front yard.

The door burst open to a group of small children that jumped and grabbed at your legs, your sweet laughter rang out like bells across the quiet street. He watched from a building across the street as he could see you handing out the items you bought to each child, watching you practically glow. It seemed like minutes when in reality it was hours of watching you smile and be happy for once. Not the he didn’t think you were unhappy but Mikey knew that you had been hiding something from him all this time. Deciding to head back to the lair before he somehow got spotted he gave you one last look paired with a cheeky grin as he headed back to the underground.

    The Lair was quiet when you walked in, Mikey was playing a video and Donnie was in his lab but the other two were nowhere to be seen. Mikey noticed you out of the corner of his eye and paused his game to engulf you in the biggest bear hug he could. You smiled up at him all knowingly you were dating a ninja and you were trained by his master, you noticed Mikey had been following you all day and you even tried to shake him off! Though you knew he wouldn’t have lost your trail. You knew what was coming though as he sat you down and slowly took your hand, it was quite unlike Mikey to be not bubbly but you knew there was times when even the happiest had to falter. “Who were those kids? Why were you there babe?” “My cousin runs a daycare, I adore helping her out someday. The kids are just the sweetest! They love to hear my ninja stories, don’t worry I always leave out the part where you guys are turtles.” “They made you so happy…” “What can I say, I love kids?” “Angel cakes I can’t give you what you want…” He stared at the floor and shuffled his feet around trying to hold back a sniffle as he came to terms with what you could possibly say,

“Mikey…I know what I need from you. I need you and that’s all that matters! I love kids but maybe it doesn’t mean that I want my own right away. Helping out with the daycare is enough for me and I’ll never get tired of it. In the same way I won’t ever get tired of you, I know who I’m in love with and I know what comes with that. I’m prepared to love you with all my heart, relationships make compromise don’t they?”

There were no more words exchanged as he tackled you into his arms and tossed you on the couch, peppering your skin with little kisses causing you to shriek with laughter. Both of you knew that together you’d be better, after all you had a long way to go!

The Turtles react to their SO only having a year to live. 

 LEO: he remembered the battles he fought with you along side him and his brothers, you were always strong. Except for now as you held the test results in your hands and sobbed into his chest as he held you close. They gave you a year to live and it wasn't enough for him he needed you longer. Leo would hold you in his arms trying to stay strong but he would let a few tears slip on the way. He'd carry you in his arms when you became to weak to walk, he'd make you food to eat when it got tough to get out of bed. Leonardo would be the caring and supporting lover but behind the scenes he'd be a broken turtle without you. 

 RAPHAEL: you had a,ways been there for him to quell the storms that rose when he was angry. The loving and caring companion that never left him by himself, now here you were collapsed on the floor in his arms because you became to weak to stand. Your fading glow and sunken eyes told him all, you were fatally ill and you wouldn't live past Christmas. Raphael would smarten up, he'd act nicer and more gentle around you. His brothers would take notice and one night he'd finally break the news and for the first time he'd break into sobs at the thought of losing you, you gave him the strength he needed some days 

DONATELLO: he'd already been trying to figure out why you kept saying you had a cold, not to mention the shaking of the pill bottles in your bag alarmed him. Long nights on Web MD finally got him anxious and asking you a million questions, his heart would absolutely break as he'd stare at the floor trying to hold back his tears. He'd shoot up quickly and run around his lab getting tests ready in desperate attempts to create cures for you. With each month you grew weaker he would get more into his work, until one night he'd bring you into his arms and just hold you for endless hours. His one love, no one could replace you. 

 MIKEY: he wouldn't believe you at first, you two always pranked each other in dumb ways. Though the way you looked at him made him know deep down that he wasn't being pranked. He would cry a little in front of you, scooping you into his arms as he babbled on about all the things you two could do together before you left. How he would always make sure you were comfortable first, you needed the first slice of pizza before he did, you picked the TV channel you wanted. He wanted desperately to tell you not to leave, he needed you with him. You were the one who always taking care of him, now he would never have you again.