#ex's

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They're your ex, and they're jealous you're moving on!

Bay! TMNT HC's

A/N: Yk what's better than a jealous ex? A jealous ex whose a turtle.

Also, I'm going through requests as fast as I can. I don't have lots of free time. (don't hurt me plz)

Also in these HC's the person you move on with knows the turtles..

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Leonardo ✮⋆˙

He doesn’t react right away

First instinct is control.

He observes, processes, contains.

Goes noticeably quieter

Speaks less. Listens more.

You can feel his attention on you without him saying a word.

Watches everything

Who you stand closest to.

Who you laugh with.

Who you lean toward.

He memorizes it without meaning to.

His posture shifts subtly

Straighter. More guarded.

Instinctively positions himself a little closer to you.

Becomes more… authoritative

Tone sharpens just slightly.

Uses leadership as a shield for personal feelings.

Trains harder to cope

Longer sessions. More intensity.

Pushes himself until his mind goes quiet.

Avoids you—then lingers anyway

Keeps distance so he doesn’t act on impulse.

Somehow still ends up nearby.

Protectiveness spikes

Any sign of disrespect toward you? He steps in immediately.

Calm, controlled—but firm.

Hates seeing someone else touch you

Jaw tightens. Shoulders tense.

He looks away… but he noticed.

Asks careful, indirect questions

“Do you trust them?”

“They treat you well?”

Never “I’m jealous.”

Tries to rationalize it

You’re allowed to move on.

This was his choice.

Repeats it like a mantra.

Doesn’t fully believe it

Rare moments where it slips

Interrupting too quickly.

Standing a little too close.

A look that lingers too long.

Pulls back immediately after

Rebuilds his composure.

Puts the walls back up.

Softens when it’s just you two

Voice quieter. Slower.

Less guarded.

Jealousy comes out as something gentle… and painful

“…Are you happy?”

And he truly means it

Even if the answer isn’t him.

Raphael⋆˚꩜｡

He doesn’t process jealousy calmly.

It shows up fast. Loud. Physical.

Tight fists. Clenched jaw. Shorter temper.

Gets visibly irritated when you mention someone else

Even if you’re just talking casually.

His responses get shorter.

“Yeah? Cool.” (It’s not cool.)

Talks shit about the person you’re seeing

Doesn’t matter if they’re actually nice.

He’ll find something wrong with them.

“You serious? That’s your type now?”

Stares. A lot.

Doesn’t hide it either.

If they’re near you, Raph’s eyes are on them.

Sizing them up like it’s a fight waiting to happen.

Gets territorial without meaning to

Steps closer to you.

Positions himself between you and them. (This person knows the turtles)

Not even fully aware he’s doing it.

Interrupts more than usual

Cuts into conversations.

Changes the subject.

Pulls your attention back to him.

Snaps easier—at everyone

Brothers, enemies, random comments.

His patience drops fast when he’s jealous.

Picks fights he shouldn’t

Especially on patrol.

Takes unnecessary risks just to burn off the feeling.

Hates seeing someone else touch you

That’s his biggest trigger.

Hand on your arm? Shoulder? Waist?

Yeah… he’s looking away before he does something dumb.

Acts like he doesn’t care (badly)

“Do whatever you want, I don’t care.”

…he cares. A lot.

Keeps tabs on you indirectly

Asks Mikey.

Listens when April mentions you.

Pretends he’s not paying attention.

Gets competitive out of nowhere

Tries to prove he’s stronger, better, more reliable.

Especially if the other person is around.

Voice gets sharper when he talks to them

Not outright aggressive (at first)

But there’s an edge. A warning.

Softens only when it’s just you two

The anger drops a little.

Still tense, but more honest.

Jealousy slips out as frustration, not confession

“You moved on that fast?”

“You really into them?”

Struggles with the fact he has no right anymore

That’s what pisses him off the most.

Not you. Not them.

Himself.

If they hurt you? It’s over.

Raph doesn’t hesitate.

Doesn’t ask.

Doesn’t hold back...

Donatello✧*｡

A/N: His face card is so lethal

His first reaction is denial

Labels it immediately.

Irrational. Unproductive. Unnecessary.

Tries to shut it down before it grows.

…it doesn’t work

He starts analyzing instead

Who they are.

What they do.

How they interact with you.

Turns your relationship into something he can study.

Compares himself constantly

What do they give you that he didn’t?

Where did he fall short?

What variables did he miss?

Finds out things before you tell him

Not intentionally… at first.

But information just happens to reach him.

And once it does, he doesn’t look away.

Keeps tabs in subtle ways

Security feeds.

Background checks.

Casual questions disguised as curiosity.

Acts normal on the surface

Polite. Calm. Friendly, even.

You’d almost think he doesn’t care.

But there’s an edge underneath

Slightly sharper tone.

Responses that are just a little too precise.

Corrects your partner mid-conversation

Small things. Technical things.

Not enough to be outright rude—

just enough to establish he’s smarter.

Gets quieter when you laugh with them

Especially if it’s easy. Effortless.

Because he remembers how hard he had to work for that.

Overthinks every past interaction with you

Replays conversations.

Rebuilds scenarios where he said the “right” thing.

Tries to solve a relationship that’s already over.

Throws himself into projects to cope

Stays in the lab longer.

Works until exhaustion.

Anything to avoid sitting with it.

Jealousy slips out as passive-aggression

“Statistically, that won’t last.”

“Interesting choice.”

“I suppose compatibility is… subjective.”

Hates that he’s feeling this way

He knows it’s not logical.

Knows you’re allowed to move on.

That almost makes it worse.

If you ask him directly? He deflects

“I’m not jealous.”

“…That would be an illogical response.”

He is. Deeply.

Softens when it’s just you two

The sharpness fades.

He’s quieter. More honest, even if he doesn’t mean to be.

Jealousy comes out as quiet curiosity

“Do they make you happy?”

“Are they… what you wanted?”

And underneath all the logic—

there’s one thought he can’t quite get rid of:

Why wasn’t I enough?

Michelangelo⋆˚✿˖°

His first instinct is to play it cool

“Ohhh, look at you, moving on—okayyy!”

Big smiles. Teasing tone.

Acts like it doesn’t bother him at all.

He wants to be okay with it

Genuinely.

He wants you to be happy, even if it’s not with him.

He would be welcoming.

Friendly. Warm.

Offers snacks, cracks jokes, tries to make them comfortable.

Almost like he’s proving he’s not threatened.

But he notices everything The way you lean into them. The way your attention shifts without thinking. The way you smile at them… the way you used to smile at him. Starts trying a little harder around you More jokes. More energy. More him. Like if he’s funnier, louder, brighter—you’ll look at him the same way again. Gets quieter when it doesn’t work Laughs a little less. Lets conversations move on without him. Fades into the background more than he ever used to. Leaves earlier than usual “I got stuff to do!” (He doesn’t.) Just can’t sit there watching it. Still tries to stay your friend That matters to him more than anything. Even if it hurts, he won’t pull away completely. Jealousy shows in small, soft ways Slight pauses before he jokes about your partner. A forced laugh that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. Looking away when you’re affectionate with them. Lowkey tries to one-up them Better snacks. Better jokes. “Oh you like that? Yeah, I got like ten more of those—watch this—” If they make you even slightly upset, he changes instantly Smile drops. Tone softens. “Hey… they shouldn’t make you feel like that.” He doesn’t get mad at you Never blames you for moving on. If anything, he blames himself for not being enough. When it’s just the two of you, the act slips He’s quieter. More careful with his words. Jealousy comes out as something honest and a little fragile “…You really like them, huh?” And he tries to smile after he says it Like it doesn’t matter what your answer is. Even though it does. A lot.

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To the person that keeps requests "T-cest" plz get the hint that I wont be doing that ahahahhaha

{One shot} Bakugo Katsuki X Female Reader

Summary: You guys share a now four-year-old daughter named Katsumi. You and Katsuki have been divorced for two years, and you usually see each other when it involves your daughter. You guys usually fight often, and that's what also led you guys to divorce. Now, today is your daughter's fourth birthday party. Would this be any different from all the other events?

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Today was Katsumi's fourth birthday. I dressed her in a pretty, sparkly pink princess dress. I tied her spikey blonde hair into two cute pigtails, with two sparkly pink bows keeping them in place. Katsumi had the same appearance as Katsuki, but her attitude was just like mine. I woke up early and set everything up for her. Her birthday theme was Candy-land. God, that girl loves sugar. 

I rented a private park for her birthday party. So she could play with her friends and enjoy herself. She was too young for an arcade, but next year i’ll take her. I had set up all the balloons. They were shaped into candies, and the letter balloons spelled her name. I had set three long tables together and put a pink, blue, and purple cloth on all three tables on top to add a covering. Soon the tables were filled with sweets and delicious food. I had made goodie bags the night before stuffing them with candy, slime,bracelets, and anything a little kid would love I set all the goodie bags on display for her friends to come to enjoy. 

Soon all the friends Katsumi had invited and their parents had came to. They had placed gifts in the gift piles, and Katsumi ran with the other kids to play around. Katsuki still hasn’t showed up and it’s been 20 minutes since the party started. I was talking to Kirishima, Mina, and Denki, as we sat down at the food table watching our kids from afar. 

“Is Bakugo coming?”, Kirishima asked. 

I perked up at his words,’ I hope so. Katsumi will be very upset if he doesn’t, but yet again he’s always late to important days like this”, I said in an annoyed tone. 

Mina chimmed in and rubbed my arm, “He’s the number one hero now… so I don’t think he misses or comes late on purpose”. 

“Yeah I get that, but he's a father now. He can’t do this at every event..”, I looked at all of them and my anger brushed off slightly. 

All three of them could feel the tension in the air, and decided to drop the topic of Katsuki for now. As I was just starting to calm down, there was a car that pulled up. And speaking of the devil it’s none other than Katsuki himself. He steps out wearing his finest attire and coming towards us. I looked at them and then at the others and sighed. I walk over to Katsumi, who’s playing with her friends. 

“Katsumi Honey! Daddy is here!”, I yell for katsumi. 

I had the fact that I was angry at him for her and gave her a smile. She looks back at me and gets off the swings and starts running to Katsuki who is now with Kirishima and the other’s. Katsuki hears her little feet running towards him and he smiles. When she reaches him, he bends down and picks her up. 

“Happy birthday homey, sorry i’m late, did you save me some of momma’s yummy cupcakes she made?”, Katsuki smiles at Katsumi. 

Katsumi nods and cuddles into his arms, “Of course Daddy!”. 

I stare at them as I make my way back over. Katsuki is lucky she's young, or else she would retaliate against him. Katsuki and Katsumi make their way over to the table, and they both start devouring cupcakes. They’re both messy eaters, and I can't help but giggle. Kirishima, Mina, and Denki start looking at me and smirking. 

Katsuki lets Katsumi go play, as he walks over to us. He can tell something is in the air as he looks at me. 

“What's wrong?”, Katsuki asks. 

“Katsuki, you show up late or miss every single important event of her life!. Thats whats wrong”, I give him a glare crossing my arms at him. 

Katsuki’s face relaxes and he lets out a deep breath, “Relax, I’m sorry, i had to take out some villains at the last minute. I can’t just walk away from that. I could loose my title.” 

I balled my hands into fist and my face started to twitch. 

“You care more about some dumb hero title more than your daughter!? Is that it Katsuki huh!?”, I yelled. 

Katsuki’s face changes and he gives me a stern look and crosses his arms.

“No! I love our daughter, you’re always trying to paint me as a bad person. I am an amazing father, but I am also the number one hero. Something you would never understand YN. You are like a leech. I do everything for our daughter and give everything to you for her!, and all you do is nag me!”, Katsuki yells back and gets closer to me. 

Katsumi and everyone start looking. She starts to run over to us. Mine and his body language change when she comes over. The party guests fell silent when Katsumi came over and tugged on her father's pants.

“Daddy, stop yelling at momma…”, Katsumi said quietly, her eyes filling with tears. 

Katsuki. Your heart sank at your daughter's words. Katsuki took a deep breath and calmed down for their daughter. 

“I’m sorry baby, I got upset and shouldn’t have yelled, can you forgive Daddy?” Katsuki gave her a reassuring smile and picked her up while running his hands through her spiky blonde hair.

Katsumi gave him a warm smile back and hugged his neck tightly, “Of course, I can… just stop being mad at momma.” 

He rubbed her back softly, “I won’t be honey. Come on, let’s go have some ice cream.” 

Katsumi’s smile beamed and she nodded her head quickly. Katsuki set her down and she ran over to the table near the ice cream station. 

Katsuki looked over at you and sighed, “Look, lets just pretend none of this happened and get along, for her birthday.” 

I nodded and respected what he said. It was our daughter’s birthday, we shouldn’t ruin it for her. The guests finally started to talk amongst themselves again. Mina was cheering me up, and calm down from the former argument. As the party resumed, they spent the next while helping their daughter open her presents. Katsuki gave her a little kiss on the cheek as she blew out her birthday candles and got the first slice of cake. 

After a while he would get approached by multiple moms who would introduce themselves. A few were bluntly flirting with him, and he would laugh and flirt back. His cocky self loved the praise the women would give him, especially for being the number one hero. 

I glared over to him and the moms surrounding them. Flirting at my daughter’s birthday party, with my ex-husband? I was not gonna have that. I walked over to the group, and they all went silent including Katsuki. The annoyed expression on my face filled up the tension around the mom and they slowly one by one walked away. Katsuki was looking a bit annoyed himself. 

“What is your deal today?”, He pulled her arm and led her away from the party.

“Nothing, I just don’t wanna see flirting or anything like that at OUR daughter’s birthday party”, I crossed my arms. 

“Oh please, you only interfered because you got jealous” " he scoffed.

“I am not jealous”, She looked away from him. 

“You are and you can’t even look me in the face and say it. Y’know one day we’re gonna have to actually talk instead of arguing, and talk about our relationship or we will keep fighting and eventually ruin both our relationship with our daughter. Do you want that?”, His voice was stern and expression was serious. 

“No, I don’t”, I sighed and crossed my arms. 

“Good. Look I hate being late and missing stuff, but I'm doing this for you and our daughter. Hell if I'm going to be honest you're the reason why i'm number one. I still love you, even though our marriage was rocky, I only wanted to better myself after our divorce. And i did it for you. You know that to. You know i still love you, and yet you're to stubborn to cave in and let your guard down and say “Katsuki, im still in love wit you”, because i know you still are..”, He paused, and his gaze was soft. 

“It’s never been about the attraction or the sex, i’ve always, always loved you. So much. So why can’t you finally admit you love me still huh?”, He sounded frustrated but his voice held a hint of sadness. 

“Because.. I don’t want a fucked up marriage again. I don’t wanna fight every day like we used to..”, My voice was vulnerable. 

“Everyone fights. We fight because we’re both stubborn. I know i can be stupid sometimes, and i’ve made mistakes, and i will keep making mistakes because that's what people do. But that doesn’t change what i feel for you. Whenever you make a mistake or get upset, and we fight, that never stopped me from loving you.”, Katsuki cups my face and rubs his thumb across it. 

“You know deep down, that you feel the same way. You want me to hold you, kiss you, and comfort you, and love you. But your to stubborn to admit it. I’m stubborn just as much but i can admit that i love you.”, Katuski looks lovingly into my eyes. 

“I do love you. I thought a divorce was best because we just kept fighting and it was becoming so much and i didn’t want our daughter to go through that…”, I look up at him. 

“I know, i know. We were just stressed and made a dumb mistake. But we both love each other and our daughter. We’re in this together so we have to make this work no matter what. Now stop being stubborn and let’s take things slow and get back together”, Katsuki tucks a loose hair behind my ear. 

“Okay, let’s give it a go. No more hurting each other. Lets communicate, and work this time”, I smile softly at him. 

“Okay. I love you…”, Katsuki says, as he leans in and gives me a sweet passionate slow kiss. 

I can feel his love through the slow kiss. The kiss i’ve been yearning for since he left. The distant feeling felt familiar once again. His touch burned into my memory. I love him, and he loves me. He breaks the kiss, and looks down at me. The softest look he’s given me in a while. 

I break the silence, and look up at him. “I love you to, Katsuki".

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car rides to malibu, strawberry ice cream, one spoon for two. trading jackets, you always used to laugh at chris when the jacket looked too small on him

watching reruns of glee, being annoying and singing in harmony. it was all a normal thing but now it's been passed on. you bet chris's new girlfriend is bragging, saying he's "so unique". when really for him, it's just a repeat of the last two years with you

you always wonder when he's gonna tell her that you two did all that too, she probably thinks it's so special when really it's all re-use. that was yours and chris's place, you found it first, you made the jokes he tells to her when she's with him

does he call her and almost say your name? because it does sound the same. what a coincidence. another actress, another beautiful model, you hate to think you were just his type

and oh, she probably knows all the lyrics to billy joel, because he probably played uptown girl to her just like he did with you. dancing around the bonfire, probably even telling her that he loves her in between the chorus and the verse

you really tried, like really tried to act like it didn't care. but seeing chris with his new girlfriend at the place you two claimed, really, really stung. behind all the rides at the carnival ,you paused in your tracks

your heart stopping in dread as you watched him and his new girlfriend kiss. just like you two did, all the colorful lights on the farris wheel illuminating you like a spot light

chris smiled as he pulled away from the kiss. a different girl now, but there's nothing new. his hand settles on the girls cheek, rubbing it tenderly. his eyes wander though, and eventually meet yours. everything stops. and a mix of deja vu and guilt hits him

he probably feels like a dickhead, probably doesn't. his hand shakes and falls off the girl's cheek. his breath feels like it's been knocked right out of him, feeling a sense of sadness like he got the worst deja vu

and maybe he did

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