Leo
You were humming along to the music in your earbuds while you were sharpening your Kama. It was one of your favorite songs, because you felt like it really described your personality. When it hit the chorus, you jumped up and grabbed a hairbrush.
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly
I wish today it will rain all day
Maybe that will kinda make the pain go away
Trying to forgive you for abandoning me
Praying but I think I'm still an angel away
Angel away, yeah strange in a way
Maybe that is why I chase strangers away
They got their guns out aiming at me
But I become Neo when they're aiming at me
Me, me, me against them
Me against enemies, me against friends
Somehow they both seem to become one
A sea full of sharks and they all smell blood
They start coming and I start rising
Must be surprising, I'm just surmising
I win, thrive, soar, higher, higher, higher
More fire

I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise
To fly
To fly
"Y/n, have you considered singing professionally?" Leo's dazed voice startled you out of your personal concert. You shrieked in surprise, the hairbrush flying and hitting Leo in the chest with a loud THWACK!
"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" You asked, breathing deeply to still your racing heart.
"Well it's payback for you entrancing me with your voice." Leo said, shrugging.

Raph
You were trying to learn how to play your favorite song on the guitar you found in the back of Raph's closet. When you had figured out the chords, you fine tuned it a little bit, noticing one of the strings being strung too loose. The music sounded so good, you couldn't help getting lost in it.
I was scared of dentists and the dark
I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations
Oh, all my friends are turning green
You're the magician's assistant in their dream

Oh, oh, and they come unstuck

Lady, running down to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man
I love you when you're singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
You're gonna sing the words wrong
"Didn't take you as this type of music person, y/n." Raph said, leaning against the door frame.
"Is that a bad thing?" You asked, a slight challenge in your voice.
"No, actually. I think you should sing me to sleep at night." Raph said, smiling softly.
"I don't normally sing because I'm not very good." You said, hanging your head a little.
"I think you're amazing."

Donnie
You were cleaning the dishes from breakfast, the music blaring from your headphones. Occasionally, you threw a couple of moves in when moving to another dish. When the playlist hit your favorite song, you couldn't help but sing aloud.
I don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend
Sometimes you're better off alone
But if you change your mind, you know where I am
Yeah, if you change your mind, you know where to find me
'Cause I don't ever wanna be your boyfriend
And never did I think that I
Would be caught in the way you got me
Push another girl aside and just give in

Girls love girls and boys (sophisticated, manipulated)
Girls love girls and boys (sophisticated, manipulated)
And never did I think that I
Would be caught in the way you got me
But girls love girls and boys
And love is not a choice
"Is this a hint, y/n?" An earbud was gently taken out of your ear, and you saw a confused Donnie.
"Is what a hint?" You asked, confused as well.
"This song. Are you telling me that you're...I don't know how to say it." Donnie sighed.
"Donnie, my heart only beats for you." You smiled, kissing his cheek.
"Oh good. Can you sing some more? You're really good." Donnie said, blushing a little. You out your earbud back in, and continued. Donnie feel asleep at the table to your voice.

Mikey
You were rocking out to some of your favorite music while doing yoga. As you moved into Downward Dog, your favorite song started to play. You dropped into a butterfly position and started to sing.
Black money, let them ho's say amen
I'm just tryna make it clear boy Ray-Bans
I'm a great man, whoa, say it friend
I play a whole late night DJ amen
Room full of boppers, tell them give me topper
Beat it, beat it up, now no one hit the coppers
I'm S-A-G-E, who would like to know?
Fe-fi-fo-fum, large me in yo throat
West-side, baby, do what you do
And you gotta tell what that shit do
It's, pretty nigga mobbing, just the way that I grew
I'd be steppin' up in the club, then make 'em drop to my shoe
And you mad cause I spoon, but I don't give a fork
Silverware a nigga out if he actin' a poor sport
Use a door, grab a girl, and get a yankin'
Got a booty like hoops, I'm tryna make it,
Whoa

Slow down, grab the wall
Wiggle like you tryna make yo ass fall off
Hella thick, I wanna smash 'em all, now
Speed up, gas pedal
Gas pedal, gas pedal
Gas pedal, gas pedal
Speed up, gas pedal
Gas pedal, gas pedal
"Y/n, quiet down before Splinter comes in here complaining about teenagers screaming profanity!" Mikey whisper yelled, startling you out of your upside down posistion.
"Mikey!" You exclaimed, scrambling off the floor.
"Cool yoga move though." He said. You blushed, and then returned to doing yoga.
"You can still sing y/n. Just don't let Splinter hear you." Mikey said, a few minutes later. You laughed, and started singing again.