I got bored so I’m updating this. (If y’all got any recs, that would be awesome)

Edit: I forgot to add links to the stories, and since there’s a lot, it’ll take some time for all the links, but I did a few while I could

Leo Centric

Down with the Stockholm (Ao3 by devotedtosadpoetry)

I may be invisible, but I still look good (Ao3 by Dandy)

Like Father Like Son (Ao3 by eternalglitch)

Feral Leo (Tumblr by cupcakeslushie)

The Neon Void (Ao3 by sugarpastels)

Dead Man’s Deal (ao3 by loneAnonon)

Little kid with a big death wish (ao3 by remrose)

Never Do That Again (ao3 by sxgeness)

The Aftermath (ao3 by Starrcrossrose)

Here comes a greek tragedy (ao3 by remrose)

Power Up (ao3 by pickledcarrotsandradish)

All the ashes in my wake (ao3 by paperxcrowns)

There Must Be Something in the Water (ao3 by Filsamek)

Every Night the Longest Day (ao3 by ashtreelane)

Hollow Mind (ao3 by paperxcrowns)

By touch, by sight (ao3 by story_monger)

His World (ao3 by SkylerSkyHigh)

Secondhand (ao3 by remrose)

Distorted Mirror (ao3 by loneAnonon)

Shreddy for more? (Ao3 by sugarpastels)

Dark Matter (ao3 by Starrcrossrose)

Future Leo/Apocalypse timeline

Odd Man Out (Ao3 by cosmoscrow)

Mutant Ninja Midlife Crisis (Ao3 by a_platypus)

Cass Apocalyptic Series (tumblr by somerandomdudelmao)

Hamato Chronicles (ao3 by loneAnonon)

Trial and Error (ao3 by ApatheticRobots)

We’ll meet again soon (ao3 by Chiangyorange)

Five Years (ao3 by loneAnonon)

At My Worst (ao3 by teainthesnow)

In the Bottom of the Bottle (I see your reflection) (ao3 by BeeCeit)

Leonardo Come Down (ao3 by loneAnonon)

I’d Give You My Lungs (ao3 by InsomniacTiger)

I’m Blue…(da ba dee da…) (ao3 by loneAnonon)

(Accidentally) Played American Football with My Newborn (ao3 by loneAnonon)

Donnie Centric (and future Donnie/Donne AU’s)

The Canary Continuity (Ao3 by qolden)

Nothing Left to Lose (ao3 by halfwayzone)

A Villain’s Mark series (ao3 by afreakingdork)

Brother Dearest (ao3 by Wardenov)

ROTTMNT AU’s (either not focused on a single character or it’s focused on mostly Disaster Twins)

Even More of A Disaster (Ao3 by electricinsomnia & teaableu)

A Mixed Bag (ao3 by GreatlyBlessed)

The Lemonade Leak (ao3 by TurtleSoupSwimmer)

Red Rover Red Rover Send My Brothers On Over! (Ao3 by Theserpentsnight)

Bloodbath (ao3 by trxbblegum)

Circumventing Death (ao3 by qolden)

Firefight (ao3 by remrose)

When I was younger (ao3 by SketchieFoxie & TheInkypawprint)

Sawed Off (ao3 by Anonymous)

Residuum (gore) (ao3 by Anonymous)

Haven’t read yet or not finished reading but they’re in my bookmarks

Corrupted Upgrade (ao3 by Dandy)

Where Loyalties Lie (ao3 by Shattered_ontheInside)

Seven Years (ao3 by Shattered_ontheInside)

The Same Little Faces (ao3 by awkwardusagi)

Alpha Stage (ao3 by snailsnaps)

The Old College Try (ao3 by itsasheagain)

Blood, water and thicker things (ao3 by jumpinginmuddypuddles)

Where in the World Is Neon Leon? (Ao3 by 316_frogs)

Adagio in Green: Panacea (ao3 by WhatTheVoid)

The Last Something That Meant Anything (ao3 by Kakey_Ace)

The Sky Is Still Red (ao3 by CartoonHostage)

The Infection (ao3 by Shattered_ontheInside)

The Day the World Broke (ao3 by saladmix)

Times Five (ao3 by pickledcarrotsandradish)

Spider’s Web with Strings Attached (ao3 by CurlySwirly)

Color Guard (ao3 by alicat54c & AmevelloBlue)

And…We’re Off! (Ao3 by SailorSaysAhoy)

This Year we lost our dear brother Leonardo (ao3 by cataonicatnap)

Whispers on Distant Souls (ao3 by loneAnonon)

The Sum Of One And One was Two (ao3 by Pasteilian)

Solar Eclipse (ao3 by Starrcrossrose)

You can have three wishes if you don’t take too long (ao3 by mad_and_thick_as_thieves)

Leo Likes To Talk (Except when he doesn’t) (ao3 by Thatficgal)

Midnight Run (ao3 by SkylaBrea)

ROTTMNT OC fics

Raised on little light (ao3 by Taizi)

Leo and Donnie x reader/oc fics (some I haven’t read or finished yet)

Quick Sketch (ao3 by Landsel)

When I say forever (ao3 by morning_sun)

A romantic comedy, starring Leonardo Splinterson (ao3 by morning_sun)

Sweat (ao3 by morning_sun)

Once more, with feeling (ao3 by morning_sun)

Tactical Donnie (ao3 by morning_sun)

The Thick Thigh Compilation (ao3 by morning_sun)

Winedark Open Sea (ao3 by morning_sun)

Come Inside Your Love (ao3 by morning_sun)

Desert Flowers series (Cowboy AU) (ao3 by morning_sun)

Top 10 Ways to Keep Your New Year’s Resolution (ao3 by Ordinarily)

Get That Goon (ao3 by buthowboutno)

Sergeant’s Sitting Services (ao3 by Ordinarily)

Close, close, close (ao3 by desceros)

Toxoplasmosis (ao3 by desceros)

We do it together (ao3 by desceros)

Blurple Villain AU (ao3 by desceros)

A Study in Anatomy (ao3 by Anonymous)

Bird’s Eye View (ao3 by Anonymous)

Nicht-zuhause-sein (ao3 by desceros)

Solider, Medic, Rex (ao3 by Blue_and_Red)

Tactical Turtles Airsofting Edition (ao3 by afreakingdork)

A Lesson Learned (ao3 by TheKingPen)

Pudge ‘Preciation (ao3 by buthowboutno)

Going Down, Down (In an Earlier Round) (ao3 by buthowboutno)

Round turn and two half hitches (ao3 by desceros)

Who’s Tom? (Ao3 by Anonymous)

Ataraxia (ao3 by desceros)

Second Slice (ao3 by LissomTea)

Everlong (ao3 by Madidus)

Cobalt King (ao3 by LissomTea)

Symphony no.4 (ao3 by desceros)

Road Work Ahead? I Sure Hope It Does (ao3 by darn_eggs)

Koi No Yokan (ao3 by Catttoo)

Off the X (ao3 by TheKingPen)

Provocateur (ao3 by TheKingPen)

Trigger Creep (ao3 by TheKingPen)

Comin’ In Hot (ao3 by creed613)

Worth the Wait (ao3 by morning_sun)

Whatever Suits You (ao3 by Ordinarily)

Night Light (ao3 by Ordinarily)

The Second Time Around (ao3 by Ordinarily)

Puzzle Pieces Woven with Thread (ao3 by Ordinarily)

Could you possibly do a pet 2 for Caught in the Act where all the turtles show reader what they like (with a bit of teasing) and then they do an anatomy lesson on the reader??

Thank you! Ozone out!- 🛸

Soo I don't love this, I couldn't really figure out what felt right but I suppose this shall do. And I apologize if this wasn't your vision. Also pretty short so I apologize for that as well! ૮(˶╥︿╥)ა

Caught in the Act {Part 2}

This is technically smut with poly reader and turtles so please be aware!!

Raph carried you into the main area of the lair with that same easy strength, your legs dangling as he set you down on the wide training mat they'd cleared for this. The others were already waiting—Leo standing with arms folded, Donnie adjusting his glasses with a faint flush on his cheeks, and Mikey bouncing on his heels like he could barely contain himself.

"She was studyin' us," Raph announced, voice low and amused as he kept one big hand on your shoulder. "Nature docs. Notes and everything. Figured we owe her the real version."

Leo stepped forward first, calm but with that possessive glint in his eye. He crouched in front of you, massive frame blocking everything else. "You wanted to be prepared," he said, voice steady. "Good. But research only gets you so far." His hand came up, fingers tracing the edge of your jaw before sliding down to your collarbone. "Lesson one starts here."

He leaned in, pressing a slow kiss just below your ear, then lower, lips brushing the hollow of your throat. His tongue flicked out once, tasting skin, and you felt the vibration of his quiet rumble. "Neck and shoulders are sensitive for us too," he murmured against you. "Light pressure here makes everything tighten up." His teeth grazed lightly, not biting, just enough to make your breath hitch. "See?"

Mikey was next, sliding in from the side with a grin. He didn't wait for permission, just hooked an arm around your waist and pulled you against his plastron. "My turn!" His hands roamed lower, palms sliding over your ribs before settling on your hips. "You were takin' notes on shells, right? Watch this." He guided your hands to the edges of his own shell, pressing your fingers there while he nuzzled into your hair. "Circular motions, slow. Feels like sparks. But for you..." He flipped the script fast, fingers dipping under your shirt to trace the same patterns along your sides. "We get to find your spots."

Donnie approached with that analytical focus, tablet in hand at first before he set it aside. He knelt, eyes scanning you like data points. "Size difference affects nerve distribution," he explained, voice clinical even as his hands moved with precision. One large finger trailed down your arm, then across your stomach, pressing just enough to map reactions. "Human skin here is thinner. More responsive to temperature changes." He demonstrated by blowing a soft stream of air over the spot he'd touched, watching your reaction with satisfaction. "Noted."

Raph took over last, pulling you back into his lap on the mat. His hands were rougher, more possessive, but careful as they lifted your shirt higher. "Enough talkin'. Time for the real anatomy lesson." He exposed your chest, calloused thumbs circling your nipples in slow, deliberate strokes. "These get hard quick. Sensitive to tongue and teeth." He demonstrated, leaning down to lick one, then suck gently while his free hand slid between your thighs, cupping you through your pants. "And here..." His fingers pressed firmer, rubbing in circles. "We learn what makes you wet."

The others watched, adding their own touches—Leo's hands on your shoulders keeping you steady, Mikey's fingers tracing your spine from behind, Donnie's precise taps along your inner thighs to test responses. They teased with words too: Leo murmuring about how small you felt under them, Mikey laughing softly about your little gasps, Donnie noting the flush spreading across your skin, Raph growling approval every time you squirmed.

Raph's hand slipped inside your pants finally, fingers sliding through your folds with no hesitation. "Tight," he rumbled. "Gonna take time to stretch you right." He pushed one thick finger in slow, curling it while the others kept their touches light and exploratory. "Feel that? That's us learnin' you."

They kept it going like that—teasing strokes, mapped touches, whispered observations—until your body was trembling from the attention, every inch of you studied and claimed under their hands.

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JUST LET ADAM BE HAPPY!!! THIS BABY DESERVES THE WORLD

But in all seriousness here is my thoughts about the last chapter and how the responses fit each turtle, coming from someone who works with heavily the people who are traumatized:

It took Raph so long to trust and relate with Adam, having a full circle moment with him attacking and almost killing one of them again definitely cause some set backs. He wants to be soft and he knows this is a good time to be (especially how the steps back rather than fully walks away, taking on a role Mikey usually would have) but he can’t bring himself too, he’s the protector, and Adam has moved to the opposite side.

Mikey on the other hand was already upset with Adam, believing that if Adam was just more open and honest about his nightmares and experiences, (just as honest as he usually is) this could have been avoided, but Adam’s trauma goes much deeper than that. So Mikey takes on a more aggressive role, rather than working positively through the problem, he just leaves, needing to just be stage for Adam.

Don and Leo are almost mediators…almost.

Leo is the leader the head of the clan, his job is to basically resolve issues within, but the feeling of betrayal is keeping him held back for now, he doesn’t hate Adam, no, and he might not blame him…but there is still that doubt creeping in, Leo’s inner turmoil is as easy overlooked as Mikey’s, he wants to trust Adam and wants to keep him in the lair so he won’t get hurt or spiral again, but Adam just sees it as more of a punishment and maybe it subconsciously is…especially since Ellie is out of the room. Very excited to see what Leo does next chapter.

Don as well, he’s looking for a methodical solution to a much deeper problem, he’s looking at this with the eyes of an inventor rather than the eyes of a brother, though that could be some of Don’s own traumatic response. (I don’t have much to say about Don mb)

Adam made a choice, while it was a trauma response and as if he wasn’t in control, the brothers still recognize this, and in the future have a hard time coming back.

This analysis could be completely wrong…but this is just how I took this chapter… i seriously cannot wait for Monday, this fic is legit an escape form my work lmaooo.

Know that I am giggling in my chair reading this. There's definitely a lot of emotions going through them and you nailed pretty much all of it. Leo knows things are going to be said that can't be taken back if they tried talking now (and Mikey knows it too) so he opts instead to push the conversation to the next day, but of course, he knows that also hurts Adam and in a way, he's not certain that Adam won't get a nightmare and attack them again, the trust has been damaged. So he does the only thing he can think of; he guards the lair, all night, alone and hurt, watching over everyone. He wouldn't be able to sleep anyway.

If you're excited for Leo's next action then you will probably love the next chapter, but it's not what you will expect, I'll leave it at that. 😉

I feel like these guys don’t get enough love, so I turned them into marketable plushies :D

verse: 2003 rating: t words: 24k

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Donnie tears off his makeshift gloves with a wet sounding pop, all the air once stuffed in his lungs rushing out of him at like a deflated balloon when he announces to the room in a raspy, tremulous voice,

“I’m done. I’ve done all that I can do.”

Raphael, who’s been standing by his side for the last four and a half hours, has paled, all the green spilling from his skin like a pen that’d long since ran out of ink, his hands shaking like the beginnings of a seizure creeping up on him; Donnie worries for a moment as he watches him carefully, afraid that he might work himself into actually passing out on the floor.

Instead he’s stealing himself, a white knuckled grip on the edge of the steel table in front of them both, wearing a grim smile that doesn’t even make it halfway across his face before he’s soundlessly making his way towards the office chair in the corner and dropping into it with a heavy, shaky breath that sounds like it’s one he’s been holding onto for some time.

“You did good, Don,” comes Leo’s scratchy, raw voice. A chance glance upwards and Donnie would note that his brother's eyes, normally so stoic and sharp and alert were now brimmed with a hue of purple rings, like fresh bruises, tumid from the weighty toll of his newfound grief.

His face is gaunt like he’d dropped about ten pounds of weight in the space of just one night. There’s still pink blood stains smeared sticky across his plastron, crawling up his arms and his neck, drying in three fingered swipes that makes his stomach roll with a sudden queasiness.

He doubts his brother is even aware of it being there, painted across him like that.

“I. Uh. Yeah, thanks,” is all Donnie is able to say in response. He feels void of any possible remaining energy he possesses still. His bones feel heavy like lead, causing his body to bow like a weak, old branch. His eyes tiredly skate across the room. They fall heavy on the cot bed that holds his other remaining brother.

“You need to eat,” Leo says suddenly, appearing at his side in an instant. Or maybe Donnie had just been staring so long that he hadn’t heard him moving towards him, he can’t be sure. His throat is tight and each breath that squeezes past the lump there comes and goes with a tremendous effort.

“M’not hungry,” is Donnie’s quick knee jerk reaction response. He needs to stay. He needs to monitor his brother. Just a few hours ago he had his hands holding together his skull. His brain seeping between his fingers like unset jello. His heart had— his heart had stopped. Over and over again. Donnie couldn’t leave now.

The mere thought of food makes his stomach roll. He can’t eat. He doesn’t think he’ll ever eat again. He’s already made peace with that.

“Don?” Comes Raph’s voice from across the room, tentative and slow. It draws his attention towards him, watching where he’s slumped over in his chair like he’d just woken from a long, restless nap.

“Don, c’mon. Rest. Please.” His eyes are wet with fresh tears, his face already stained from the previous. His hands are still shaking, the tremor working its way through every nerve beneath his skin. Donnie briefly wonders why he isn’t shaking too.

Had he gone completely numb?

He doesn’t get a chance to vocalize his protest a second time, this time hands are moving across his shoulders, making him flinch before he feels the pad of Leo’s thumb work itself in small circles across his scales. He’s guiding him out of the lab before he can try and fight him on it, steered right towards the couch where Raph has already beat them to it with a pillow and a blanket.

“We’ll take turns checking on him,” Leo assures him as he practically pushes him back to sit. “You need to rest, Don. You don’t even need to sleep, just lie flat and close your eyes for a bit, okay?”

As soon as his shell hits the soft plush of their couch, Raph is dragging the old moth bitten blanket up over him, stopping short at his chin. Up close, both brothers have a thick coppery smell about them, and Don supposes he’s probably got the same stink on him too, having failed to wash it off from himself at all. 

He doesn’t have the heart to tell them both, though. They’ve been through enough tonight. 

“I’ll wake you if we need you,” comes Leo’s empty promise. Don doubts that he will, knowing his older brothers they’ll sit virtue in that lab without him for the sake of letting him rest, but Donnie also doubts he’ll be able to find sleep so easily after tonight, so it will only be a matter of time before he’s joining them.

He simply hums as if to pacify them both.

Raph flips the switch for the main light, blanketing the room in darkness, but with his finely tuned ninja skill, he’s able to watch the shape of his brothers as they shift out of the room, hushed voices only heard with a strained, precise ear.

“What do we do now, Leo?” Comes Raphael’s voice, laced with unbridled fear. It forces Donnie’s gut into a hard, unmoving knot. 

“I have no idea, Raph,” comes Leo’s wavering response. “We just wait. Together.”

Local Spider Mutant finds little Paolo on her way home

“Don’t worry baby, you’ll always be a winner in our hearts”

She returns him to his home to four relived (and one red scared) fathers (“I mean why did it have to be a spider???”-Raph probably)

Ah! You spooked Raph, he hadn't seen you come in!

What is the deal with Leo!?!? He’s is the most back and forth guy ever, at Donnie’s and Readers wedding he was all sweet and nice but during the pregnancy he was kinda a dick at first, is there something deeper going on…and will we explore that?

Anyways! Take your time we all love you very much!!! And I do really hope ur vacation was wonderful ♥️

Ah, thank you so much! I will hold back my tears of happiness to shout what a wonderful promo gift you've given me! What better way to tease you and the rest by saying: oh my, it sure is peculiar how Leonardo has been! What is his deal?! Surely, it must come to a head soon! Does reader know it? Does he?

Twins

More please

Well it's a good thing today is Saturday! Now there is more! :D

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