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sadakorosee · 1 year

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i'd do anything to have a valentine's day with my tmnt boys. ANYTHING, I SAY!

Don't mind me doing ANOTHER One-shot of the leader in blue. I will admit, i am very biased he is my favorite and I love him so much 😂

⚠️WARNING: THE FLUFFIEST OF FLUFF, AGED UP TURTLE⚠️

Summary: Valentine's Day is right around the corner and you planned to spend the day pretending it didn't exist. Leo, however, decides to plan a different game plan.

Leonardo x F!Reader

Riddle My Poems

You groaned and laid on the old couch you've spent many visits on, laying your head over an unsuspecting turtle's lap. Leo, who had been reading from a poem book, jumped from the sudden weight of your head on his lap. He looked down at you as he closed his book.

"Long day?" He questioned. You huffed and draped an arm over your eyes, confirming his suspicions.

"Can you believe it? All my coworkers are just raving on and on about their plans!"

"Plans?" Leo raised an eye ridge. You moved your arm just enough to shoot him a glare.

"Plans for Valentine's!"

"Oh…" Leo pursed his lips slightly and tapped a finger on his book. "And that's a problem, why?"

"Because!" You huffed in exasperation.

"Because why?" Bless his oblivious soul. "I thought Valentine's was about love?"

"Because then they ask me if I have plans or if someone has asked me to be their Valentine." You crossed your arms, annoyance clear on your face. There was a moment of silence between you. Leo sat there awkwardly, attempting to avoid your eye and failing.

"So," he started, sounding robotic, "has anyone asked you?"

"Of course not. What, you think anyone would ask me?" Leo seemed to relax, not that you were noticing anyway.

"Well-"

"And no plans either. Whoop-de-do-da!" You said sarcastically. "Another year of the unbreakable record!"

"Hey now, Y/N, you never know. Maybe things will change this year." Leo tried optimistically but your unamused face made him falter.

"With three days before Valentine's Day? I don't think so, Big Blue." You moved yourself from Leo's lap and sat up, stretching as you continued to speak. "Trust me, I've been through this millions of times. It's the same story and I learned the moral of it years ago."

Leo looked at you, his expression unreadable. You looked at him with a raised brow. You knew what it meant. He was planning. But he was planning something secretive, something only he could know. It made you suspicious of what he could possibly be thinking. Of course, you'd never guess it. Leo was the best at keeping secrets, whether it was his own or someone else's. He had always been a tough nut to crack, even when you first met him some years ago. He was the last to open up to you but even now he seemed closed off. As if he had a part of himself to hide.

"Earth to Y/N, did you hear me?" Leo's voice called out to you with a wave of his three-fingered hand. You blinked, torn out of your thoughts and memories.

"Huh? Sorry, no, can you repeat?"

"I asked if you had plans for yourself on Valentine's."

"Other than no work, no. Why?" You looked at him but Leo kept his gaze away from yours and shrugged, once again tapping his poem book.

"I don't know, self love?" You raised an eyebrow.

"You try having self love with zero love." Now it was his turn to raise an eye ridge.

"Have you seen me?"

"Yeah you're right that was stupid." Leo couldn't help the slight smile and the shake of his head. It made your heart skip a beat.

You loved Fearless. You have since two years after you met the turtles. He was always a gentleman. He was always there to listen. Always gave you a hug when you needed it, or a shoulder to cry on during the not-so-great days. And you, vice-versa for him. You adored the way he'd duck his head when he smiled, as if he was embarrassed to let go of his serious leader act. You adored the way he always smelled of green tea and lavender incense.

Yes, you loved Leonardo.

But you were worried your feelings weren't reciprocated. He had his priorities and if you knew him enough you guessed love was not in them. It broke your heart whenever you thought of confessing and those thoughts would interfere. You had decided it was for the best that you kept quiet.

"Anyway," you said with a sigh, "I'm probably just going to lay around my apartment and watch horror movies."

"Horror movies?" Leo asked with an amused look, though the twinkle in his eye told you it wasn't for you.

"They don't have romance in them." You said simply. You got up from the couch and started to walk away.

"Good chatting, Leo. Now I'm off to see Mikey."

"What for?"

"You didn't think I came down here just for you, did you?" You teased. "Mikey said he needed help with something special."

You left with a wave, leaving Leo alone on the couch. But he simply smiled and opened up his book, a plan combating your own already blooming.

~~~

Night One:

You walked over to your apartment, yawning into one hand as the other searched for your keys. Mikey had asked you to help with a family portrait he planned to paint for Father's Day. When you asked why he was doing this so many months in advance his answer was "you can't rush art, duh!"

You finally grabbed your keys and unlocked your door, stopping only when your foot kicked something. You looked down and was pleasantly surprised to see a small, white box. You weren't expecting a package today. You looked down both sides of the hallway before picking it up and going into your apartment. You locked your door behind you and peeked out the peephole. After seeing no one try to come up you turned your attention back to the box. It didn't seem to be some kind of kidnapping tactic. There was no address, no writing, just a normal, plain white box. You raised a brow and opened it. Inside was a small index card and a small lapis lazuli gemstone sitting inside. You grabbed the stone and looked it over, mesmerized by the deep blue interrupted with streaks of light blue and golden stone. You sat on your couch and placed the gemstone on your coffee table. You looked back in the box and took out the index card, seeing something written on it.

You smiled softly as you read and reread the words scrawled in careful calligraphy. For a moment you forgot how you received the pretty words in the first place. You turned the card around to look at the back but saw nothing. There was no indication on who could have sent it. You furrowed your brows together. You had never received something like this. It warmed your heart. You had-

~~~

Two Days Before Valentine's:

"-a secret admirer?" Mikey gasped. You had gone back down to the lair the next day after work to continue helping him with his project. And when you saw him you told him with so much excitement.

"Unbelievable right? Gosh, I swear I couldn't sleep a wink last night!" You smiled, doing little taps with your feet to exhaust the extra energy you got whenever you thought of it.

"Tell me the poem again!" He motioned to the card in your hand, his painting now forgotten. You smiled and held up the card as you read the same six lines you had reread nearly all night and day. Mikey made a whole show of being wooed and wowed as you read each line. When you finished he clapped.

"Oh that was beautiful! Whoever that Lord Brian guy is, he's a smart man!"

"Lord Byron, Mikey." You chuckled.

"And you don't clap to poetry, little brother, you snap to it." A smooth voice spoke from behind you both. Mikey jumped. You, however, felt chills along your spine. You spun around to see Leo leaning on the door frame, sweat slowly rolling down his scaled skin. As you stood staring, Mikey rushed to cover the painting, even though it was nothing more than a background color.

"Leo, my man! What's up?" Mikey said awkwardly. Leo rolled his eyes.

"Nothing, just heard you guys talking after I finished training and thought I'd say hi."

"Well hi. Now goodbye." You said quickly. You needed to flee before that sweat slicked turtle turned your mind to mush.

"Aw, already? You just got here!" Mikey whined. You gathered your things and quickly hid the index card in your bag, dropping your lapis in the process.

"Whoa, what's that?" Mikey picked up the gemstone before you could, examining it out of your reach as you attempted to get it back.

"Mikey, give it back! That's not funny!" You tried kicking his shins but he just jumped away, laughing.

"I wanna see it!" He chuckled, looking at you before inspecting the gemstone. "What is it?"

"It's a lapis lazuli." Leo answered, walking over and easily taking it from Mikey before he could run. "It's not nice taking things from people." He scolded, returning it to you.

"Thanks." You muttered, quickly throwing it in your bag and hurrying out. "Okay, love you guys, bye!"

~~~

Night Two:

It took you longer than you liked to get to your apartment. You had to take a small detour to get your heartbeat back to a normal rate. Though, it wasn't much of a detour. You had walked around your block twice before you finally calmed down. You'd be lying if you claimed Leo's sweaty figure didn't plague your mind. You repeated your routine of the night before but halted halfway down the hallway.

There in front of you was yet another plain white box.

Your jaw dropped. You stood there staring at the box for what seemed like an eternity. Realistically, it was probably just ten seconds. You rushed over and picked up the box, fumbling with your keys for another five seconds until, finally, unlocking your apartment door and getting inside. You barely bothered to lock your door before opening the box quickly. You tried to see in the dark but eventually gave up and turned on your light. You let out a small gasp. Sitting inside was another index card but this one was accompanied by an emerald gemstone. You took it out, admiring the rich green color. You quickly took out the lapis from your bag and set both the gemstones on the coffee table. They were both tumbled so you figured they must've come from a store. You looked back into the box and took out the card to read.

You couldn't stop the blush from erupting across your cheeks. Nor could you stop yourself from reaching up and softly touching your lips. Once again, reading and rereading the poem. You smiled and squealed softly into your hand, feeling giddy from the poem. You just wished you knew who it was. You quickly checked the back of the new card only to be disappointed by an empty back. You sighed and lined up each card with their stone, trying to see if either one had any correlation. No matter how hard you looked you just couldn't see it. Whoever this secret admirer was they knew how to hide. You didn't even recognize the calligraphy on the cards. You were stumped. You looked at the gemstones, hoping the clue would simply reveal itself. Nothing. You sighed and decided to head to bed, your brain hurting from the thinking.

~~~

One Day Before Valentine's:

"I don't get it, Mikey. What's the point of suddenly appearing just before Valentine's Day?" You asked him, handing him the paint he asked for. Mikey had restarted the background, deeming the dark colors would mix too much with the foreground.

"Maybe they finally got the courage to do it." He replied absent-minded, focusing on the colors as he took the paint from you.

"But will they reveal themselves? Mikey shrugged, switching the new color on a piece of test paper.

"I dunno, maybe."

"You're a real help Mikey." You huffed. You stood up from the stool you had been sitting on beside him. "I'm getting something to drink, you want anything?"

"If you find any orange Crush I'd love a couple cans, thanks!" He smiled at you. You smiled back and walked out of his room with a sigh. You made your way to the kitchen, looking in the fridge for any beverage that struck your fancy, deciding on a bottle of water when nothing did. You looked at the box of Crush and sighed once more. All you saw was the bottom of the box through the small opening. You picked up the box.

Empty.

You huffed and threw the box into the recycling bin by the kitchen door.

"Tough day?" A smooth but demanding voice called out to you, making you jump. You swiveled around to see Leo sitting in his usual seat, nursing a cup of tea in his hands. He was a bit hunched over with his elbows on the table and making his biceps bulge. Your cheeks flushed red and you hoped it wasn't visible. You opened your bottle of water and took a quick swig before answering him.

"Uh, yeah, kind of." You said quickly.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked, concerned laced thickly in his tone. He sat up straighter and looked at you with furrowed ridges.

"Uh…" You hesitated, unsure how a conversation about a secret admirer to your crush would work out.

"Or I could make you some tea to calm your nerves." He added quickly. You took a quick breath, clearing your throat after.

"No, no, we can talk." You said. It couldn't hurt if he didn't return the feelings, right? You took a seat next to Leo, holding your water in your hands and rolling it between them. You stared at the bottle, trying to word what you were going to say.

"Take your time." He said after a few moments of silence. You glanced at him and quickly looked away, clearing your throat again.

"Well, I received something two nights ago." You started.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, uh, it was a small box. There was no name or address but it had a small lapis-"

"Is that where it came from?" He asked, remembering when he took it back from Mikey.

"Mhm. The box had something else too. A note."

"A note? What did it say?"

"Well…" you hesitated

"Is it personal? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He said softly, placing a hand on your forearm. The simple gesture made your heart flip.

"It was just a poem. A beautiful one by Lord Byron."

"The poet Mikey got the name wrong and clapped to." He said quickly, more to himself. You nodded.

"Yep, that's him. The poem was nice. Really nice! I'd be lying if I said it didn't touch my heart." You were still staring at the bottle but Leo was looking at you with amused eyes.

"Really?" He said with a small smile.

"Really, really. But I didn't know who to thank so I figured it was just a one and done thing someone on my floor was doing. But then, a second box came last night."

"Another one?" He asked, leaning in slightly. You nodded and finally looked at him, his amused look replaced with one of curiosity. A mask for you.

"This one had an emerald in it and a different poem by someone named…" you tried to remember. "Elly something."

"Ella Wheeler Wilcox?" Leo offered quickly. You snapped your fingers.

"Yes, her! How did you know?" You raised a brow in question. Leo paused for a moment.

Just for a moment.

"I read a lot of poems." He simply said. Well, you couldn't really deny that logic. The turtle had bookshelves of just poetry books. Sometimes of one author, sometimes of multiple in a single book.

"Right…well, this one was even nicer than the first one. It felt more…personal? I don't know if that makes sense."

"I think I get what you mean. Poems always convey a different feeling to each other so some can feel more closely to your day-to-day life than others." He said, matter-of-factly.

"Right." You said slowly, slightly shocked by the information. "But, yeah, it felt more personal like whoever sent it knew me. So I figured it must be someone I know or, at least, someone who knows me."

"Makes sense." He said, a calculated look overtaking him. "Any ideas?"

"No, unfortunately." You said, shaking your head.

"Maybe they left a clue." He offered.

"There wasn't much other than the poems and the gemstones."

"Maybe the clue lies within both." You looked at him with a confused look.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I know in some cultures people will hide clues within their gifts when being a secret admirer." You furrowed your brows, intrigued.

"Really?"

"Yes." He said with a nod. "It's so if the other person truly wanted love they could figure out who the admirer is."

You had to admit you've never heard of anything like that.

"Alright, I'll look a little harder then, thank Leo, I can always count on you." You smiled and got up to give him a hug. He returned it, holding you gently but protectively, as he always has.

"Good luck."

~~~

Night Three:

You rushed to your apartment to see yet another white box sitting outside your door. You quickly grabbed it and rushed inside. You barely had the thought to lock your door before sitting on your couch and taking out the contents from inside the box. You took out three items this time. A rock in a vibrant, bright blue color; a small piece of paper; and another index card. You quickly read the index card, excited to know which poem your admirer chose.

"Huh…" You said to yourself softly. You couldn't help your disappointment. This new poem seemed lacking, to say the least. You couldn't help feeling guilty for feeling this way.

How ungrateful, you thought about yourself. You sighed and checked the back of the card, expecting another blank back. You were surprised to see more writing on the back.

Your eyes widened and your cheeks burned red. Whoever this admirer was wrote their own poem. Just for you. You looked at the other items and grabbed them. You looked over the odd blue rock, having never seen it before. You inspected it seeing seams of other rock lining throughout the vibrant blue. You didn't recognize the rock, hoping to later ask Donnie if he did. You turned to the paper in your other hand. It was the only new thing compared to the other two. You started to read the writing on the small paper.

You raised a brow. You had indeed never seen this rock before but now you had two blue rocks. You'd figure you'd get a different color like the emerald. You placed the items down on your coffee table so you could reach into your bag. You took out the other two gemstones and poems and placed them down in chronological order.

You spent many hours of that night looking through each item and poem. Rereading the poems in hopes of seeing a hidden similarity between each one. You tried googling the poets to see if there was a similarity. Only to be stumped when you discovered each poet being in different lifetimes. Ocean Vuong being the only modern one. You huffed as you finished reading his bio. You couldn't see any correlation between the three poets or their poems besides being romantic. You clicked on the search bar, about to research the rock and gemstones when you halted. You looked at your recent searches with your mouth agape. It all made sense now! How could you be so blind! After the shock, your smile grew wide and your heart warmed.

You were glad you had tomorrow off.

~~~

Valentine's Night:

You stood in front of your bathroom mirror, applying makeup as you deemed fit. You had hardly gotten much sleep last night but you didn't mind. The excitement kept you going. You had practically taken a nap until stores around your closest proximity opened. You had searched through four stores until you finally found the perfect dress. It took you another two stores to find matching jewelry. You had rushed home to start getting ready, using your fanciest bath products and perfume.

Now you stood in front of your mirror, perfecting your look with a few touch ups. You couldn't lie, you were nervous. Once you had figured out who the admirer was, you quickly figured out his poem. The where and the when were clear as day for you, almost as if he was telling you exactly where to go. You checked the time on your phone. It was eight o'clock. You figured you had stalled enough and headed to your window. You climbed out and stepped onto the fire escape. Your palms started to sweat and become clay as you got closer to the roof. Your heart thumped in your ears and your breathing grew heavy, though, that could've just been from climbing the stairs.

You stopped before the final flight, nerves making you twist and untwist your fingers. You bit and chewed on your bottom lip. What if you were wrong? What if this was a prank? What if this was just a friendly gesture because he pitied you? Your thoughts clouded your mind and broke your heart. He wouldn't do that, would he? You looked up at the last flight, debating on going.

You probably should, a small voice at the back of your head whispered, he's waiting, no matter the reason.

You sighed. No matter how loud your other thoughts screamed you had to agree with the quiet one. You never once left him dry.

Nor him to you.

You huffed and took a deep breath, walking up the last flight of stairs and onto the roof. You paused upon the sight in front of you, your breath halting in your throat. A table had been placed between two chairs, a deep red tablecloth adorning it. There was a small candelabra with two candles lit and making the silverware sparkle. You moved closer to get a better look, a hand making its way to press against your chest in shock. You could now see the champagne glasses beside each plate and, upon closer inspection, you could see the tablecloth was velvet. You couldn't help but note how bare the table was besides the candles and silverware. The food and drink wasn't the only thing missing from the table.

"Y/N…" Said a breathless, yet nervous voice. You spun around and looked up at who spoke behind you.

"Leo." You said softly, a smile tugging at your lips. He had shed his gear and his usual cargo shorts. He now wore a nicer pair of slack-like shorts and a bow tie. You had to stifle a laugh when you saw it. Leo stood in front of you awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I guess you figured out who I was."

"I did." Another silence fell between you both. Leo started to avoid your eyes as the silence went on.

"Leo, did you do this cause you felt pity?" The question rushed out before you could stop it. You didn't want to ask it but you'd be lying if you said it wasn't eating you up inside. Leo's nervous expression changed to one of shock.

And hurt.

"What?" He asked, taking a step towards you.

"Did you do this cause you pity me?" You repeated softly. You hated how that question brought down your mood but you couldn't help it, it all felt too good to be true.

"You're serious?" His voice was soft but stern. You glanced at him then quickly looked away.

"You're gonna pretend like you have no idea how I've felt about you, since the first day we met?" He asked, moving closer still. You looked at him in surprise, a blush coloring your cheeks. Your eyes widened and your pulse quickened.

"Sure you were hard-headed at first, but once you warmed up to us you were all I could think about. You're smart, funny and beautiful." Leo said. He looked at you.

"You're…so beautiful." He said breathlessly. Your blush deepened. You couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. Come to think of it you started to feel faint. Your knees gave slightly as you reached for the table behind you for support. In a flash, you flet Leo's hands around your waist holding you up.

"Whoa, easy." He whispered by your ear, goosebumps rippling along your arms.

"Leo, I-" you attempted to start. Leo shushed you and sat you down on one of the chairs. He knelt in front of you so he was eye level with you.

"I seem to have an affect on you." He joked lightly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, yes, I promise I'm fine I just…" you took a deep breath and looked at him. "I've felt the same way about you for so long."

Now it was Leo's turn to look shocked. You both gazed into each other's eyes as you both processed what you said to each other.

"You like me?" Leo asked softly.

"Yeah." You took in another breath. "You like me too?"

"I do." He said softly. You could hear your blood pulsing through your ears. You felt your hands get clamy once more. Then, you saw him inch closer to you. You couldn't help the hitch in your breath. Leo halted for a moment. You could see the hesitation in his eyes.

"Sorry." He started to move away. You caught his cheek in the palm of your hand.

"I am not waiting for another second to finally kiss you." His eyes brightened. Next thing you knew, his hands were wrapped around you and his lips were pressed against yours. You happily returned the kiss, wrapping your own arms around his neck. Your heart did flips as fireworks exploded in your mind. This kiss was everything you ever dreamed about. When you both had finally pulled away, breathless and smiling like idiots.

"I have to admit, the poems were clever." You told him once you caught your breath. "Spelling your name by the first letter of the poets. Smart."

"I knew you'd figure it out." He smiled at you proudly. You smiled back.

"I do have to ask: what's with the rocks?"

"Those are obvious, they're my colors. The Lapis was my mask, the Emerald was my skin, and the Chrysocolla was my eyes."

"Ohhhh." Was all you could say. It was obvious and yet you never saw it.

"Wait, how did you even get the boxes there?" Leo couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"You should really consider locking your window." Your face burned from embarrassment.

"Oh, haha, right." You hated how you had developed a habit to keep your window unlocked for him and his brothers. You felt satisfied with his answers. You had one last question, though.

"When you told me about people hiding clues in their gifts, you were lying, weren't you?" Leo chuckled.

"I was. I didn't know how else to push you in the right direction."

"Well, aren't you a clever turtle." You smiled and planted a kiss on his cheek, feeling the heat from it on your lips.

"Ah, well, you're a clever human." He shot you a side smile, making your heart flutter.

Then your stomach grumbled.

"Hungry, huh? Let me bring out the food."

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#tmnt valentine's day

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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im in love with donnie's part

It says that requests are opened?! Hope this is ok;Bayverse boys getting caught under the mistletoe with their crush?! Is it too early for Christmasy asks?

It is never too early for Christmas asks

Bay!Turtles x Gn!reader

Tmnt Stocking Stuffers

Mistletoe or Mistle-foe

Leo:

Leo's crushing on you baaaaad. But he has no idea how you feel and doesn't want to make you uncomfortable

This is when his brothers step in: much to his dismay

They've noticed how you both act differently around each other: the long glances, always laughing together, the way you sit next to him during movie night

The tipping point was seeing Leo smiling at his phone while texting you

It was a week before Christmas and Mikey invited you over to help decorate the lair. You took the bait and eagerly showed up in a classic ugly Christmas sweater.

He gave you a box of decorations and told you to start in the dojo. As you opened the door you found Leo there, getting ready to start his morning training.

"Oh, hey Y/n," (why was his smile and wave so cute?!)

"Hi, I'm sorry am I interrupting? I can come back later-" You try to turn and leave feeling your face heating up.

"No, it's alright, just stay away from the training mat, alright?" He winked. Why did he have to wink?

Doing as he said, you were careful to avoid the training mat so he wouldn't accidentally hit you. Hanging up garland and lights all along the walls and ceiling.

Leo stretched and moved so gracefully you stopped for a moment to just admire him. He truly was magnificent.

After finishing his stretches, he went over to the back wall to retrieve his katanas from the top rack, conveniently right next to where you were.

You were looping Christmas lights around the weapons stand.

"I like the lights," He smiled lifting his katanas up, his voice went quiet and he froze.

You turned to him and saw that a piece of mistletoe was tied to the end of his katana.

You flushed bright red. You both stood there for a moment, unable to think or move.

Leo cleared his throat, gently leaned down and pressed a chaist kiss on your cheek. He tried to turn away but you caught his arm, turning him back to you.

"You missed," His stomach dropped.

"What?" Stop being a dumbass Leo! He mentally smacked himself.

"You're supposed to kiss on the lips under mistletoe," Your eyes darted from his wide blue eyes to his lip, and to add salt to the wound you licked your lips.

Leo was sure his knees were going to give out. He lowered the katana, being careful not to hurt you and took a step closer to you.

Your neck craned up and you could feel his uncertaint breaths on your face. You pouted your lips and closed your eyes, and after a moment you felt his lips gingerly meet yours.

You heard his katanas hit the floor as his hands came up to your hips, traveling up your sides and pulling you flush against his plastron.

You pulled away, panting heavily in each other's faces.

"Was that what you meant? Is that how you're supposed to kiss under the mistletoe?" He sighed, hand coming up and brushing your hair out of your face.

"Almost," You smiled, cupping his face. "Let me show you how it's done,"

Raph:

Raph was pissing you off, something he did daily. Today he just wouldn't stop the teasing, he'd pinch your sides making you squeal and jump and hit his arm. He kept using you as a arm rest and calling you short and small, and then he had the nerve to say you should apply to be one of Santa's elves!

You grumbled to yourself as you sat next to Mikey playing Mario Kart. "He's just being a jerk," You say through clenched teeth.

"Yeah, that's Raph," Mikey furiously clicked his controller, neither of you looking at each other. "But there might be a way to get back at him,"

"What do you mean?" The race ended and you both looked to each other. Mikey picked up his soda, taking a sip and nodding his head to Raphs weight room.

You followed his stare, gasping when you saw a small cluster of mistletoe hanging from his bench press bar.

"That'd get him to shut up," Mikey bumped your arm, you didn't look away.

You smiled to yourself, getting up and getting a cold water from the fridge before approaching Raph in the weights room.

"Hey, Raph," You smiled.

"What's up, short stack?" He set down his barbells, putting all his focus on you.

You rolled your eyes, "I'm not that short,"

"Yeah, and I could make it in a playboy magazine," He scoffed, wiping his face and shoulders with a towel.

"Anyway, I brought you a water," You hand him the bottle, he takes it with a mumbled thank you and drunks half of it in three gulps.

He gets up and goes over to his bench press, somehow not noticing the small plant hanging in the middle of the bar.

"Do you need something else?" He mumbles, eyes focused on you as he starts to lay back.

"Can I spot you?" You realized if you stood there and kept him talking he wouldn't even see the mistletoe.

He barked a laugh, laying down fully, still looking at you. "It'll crush you and me, Shrimpy,"

Oh that was it. He puts his hands on the bar, still not fazed by the plant. How had he not noticed it?

You walked around the bench he was laying on, standing above his head, looking down at him. His eyes lifted to yours finally seeing the little plant wrapped around the bar.

"What the-"

Before he could respond you bent down, careful of the bar and kissed him. Pressing your lips, honeslty a little messily against his. You pulled off with a pop, a small line of spit following you.

His eyes were huge, hands gripping the bar so tight his knuckles were pale.

"Bye!" You smiled, walking away quickly.

"Wait!"

You heard several loud bangs and clangs, it was a challenge for Raph to use the bench press on a normal day, but with how fast he flew to try and catch you, he knocked over the whole thing.

"Y/n, come back!"

You started to run down the tunnels, laughing as you hear him screaming after you.

Donnie:

Donnie was a smartass, a stubborn smart-ass at that.

He just had to be right and would fight tooth and nail until proven right.

"Not all Christmas decorations are bad, Donnie," You shake your head, digging through an old box of Christmas decorations. He had asked you to help him clean up his lab and you'd found the box.

"I'm pretty sure they are" He was across the room, going through a different box, his shell to you.

"Even those fun blow up inflatables?"

"Especially those things! I used to have nightmares about those things," He didn't turn to look at you as you spoke.

"Christmas trees?"

"They just make a mess and most of the ornaments are glass and break at the slightest touch,"

"What about the lights?"

"The lights that drain people's electricity bills?"

Damn, he had a point, but you were going to let him win this time. There had to be one Christmas decoration he liked.

Digging through the box you found the perfect thing.

You walked up to him, tapping his arm, holding your hands behind your back.

He turned to you, raising a brow at your mischievous smile. "What?"

"What about this decoration?" You held up your arm, dangling from your fingers was a small strand of mistletoe.

"Uh....well.....um," His heart was pounding against his chest, his palms sweating immensely.

"What? Oh, come on, you had something bad to say about everything else, what's bad about this?" You shook the plant in his face, enjoying how he swallowed hard.

"Well, it's not fun when you get stuck under it with someone you don't like or don't want to kiss,"

"Then what's this?" Your eyes shift from his eyes to his now dry lips. "Is this not fun?" You whisper, leaning closer, he knew what you meant, feeling his knees start to shake.

"No, I don't mind it, if you're the one standing under it,"

"Good," You flung the plant over your shoulder, throwing your arms up around his neck, pressing your lips to his.

He sqeaked in surprise, but instantly relaxed in your arms, wrapping his own around your torso. One hand pressed against your lower back pressing you flush against him, the other traveled up your spine and tangled in your hair.

"So," You pulled away, Donnie not allowing you even an inch to separate. "Not all Christmas decorations are bad?"

"Shup up," He mumbled, pulling you back in for a kiss.

Mikey:

Mikey knocked on your living room window, pulling it open and calling out. "Y/n? I'm here!"

"Kitchen!" You yelled back. He took off his gear, pulling it nicely by the door and walking through your apartment.

You were mouthing the words to a Christmas song, eating red and green M&M's wearing an adorable red checkered apron.

"Well, don't you look cute," Mikey smiled, coming around to your side, wrapping you in a big hug.

"Hey, Mikey, thanks for coming and helping me bake for my office party tomorrow,"

"Of course!" He rubbed his hands together. "Let's get started!"

You already had a batch of cookies in the oven, so he only had to make some more dough and you'd be set on cookies. You started on a simple pie crust.

You chatted (and flirted) while baking, feeding each other candy and frosting.

The cookies you put in when he got there were done, you pulled them out and set them to cool. After a few minutes you started to frost them.

"Okay, how's that?" You ask, he sets his dough down and turns to see your cookies.

It's a simple sugar cookie but it's shaped and colored like mistletoe.

"It's.....mistletoe," Mikey swallowed hard.

"Isn't it cute!" You clap your hands together.

"Well, you know what that means," Mikeh teased, nudging your arm. You nudged back, going in to frost another in green icing.

"We should eat some?"

"No," He leaned against your kitchen counter, crossing his arms in amusement.

"They need candy on top?"

"Babycakes, what do people normally do under mistletoe?"

Oh.

You turn around slowly, he wiggles his eyebrows at you. You clear your throat, fighting off the blush covering your face and neck.

"Well, of its tradition, we probably shouldn't break it," You wipe your palms on your apron.

"Probably best if we didn't," Mikey joked with you, taking a step forward, cupping your face with one of his large hands, running his thumb along your cheekbone.

One hand slid around your waist, he slowly leaned in, pressing his soft lips to yours.

Your hand came up and held his wrist, rubbing at his pulse point and feeling how fast it was.

He tried to pull back, but you leaned forward, wrapping your hands around his neck, making him move his hands to your back.

"No, no, I'm not done yet," You smile against his lips.

It wasn't a problem though, he had no intention of going anywhere.

tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @saspas-corner @strawberrycakeblog @mysticboombox @post-apocalyptic-daydream @dilucsflame33 @sketch-and-write-lover

#tmnt #tmnt bayverse #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt fluff

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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no but why is this so funny to me 😂

12 Mikey wanting to introduce the Rise boys to Leatherhead and Rise Donnie notices that 12 Donnie's like as pale as a ghost, with this dead eyed stare and he's like:

"Yo older me you alright there???"

And 12 Donnie's just having Vietnam war flashbacks and he sees Rise Donnie's face and all he can do is just grab Rise Donnie by the shoulders and says super quietly:

"Don't."

#i can imagine this happening #tmnt 2012 donnie is hilarious

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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is it me or is it getting hot here? 🥵🔥

Ohmygosh, i stumbled upon your cocktails and im in love<3 may i get a raphaels fire whiskey?🐢 please and thank you!!

Pocky Challenge 🌸🔥

I decided to do the 4-1 challenge for February and doing this request at the same time. I hope that's okay, love! ^^

Warning:

Heavy kissing, teasing, and flirting but that's all. Plus, it's Raphael. This man can flirt. 🫠

Word count: 707

It was like any other time at the lair for you.

You were sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phone, while Mikey was sitting on the floor playing video games. Genshin Impact.

“What’s your favorite character in the game?” You asked at random while he just killed a boss for ascension materials.

The orange terrapin hummed in thought. “There’s a lot of characters I like playable wise but, if we’re going for the storyline I would say Yoimiya.”

You smiled, knowing the cheerful woman would be a good match for the hyper turtle. Both love kids and people. Not only that, she kicks butt.

“Sadly, I don’t have her.” He sighed with yearning. “I will gladly be a Yoimiya main, if this game will let me have the characters I want. This gacha game is terrible but it’s so addicting”

“I would never doubt that.” You said as you patted his shoulder. “I wish you luck.”

Mikey laughed, knowing that he needs a lot of it for a game like this.

And money.

“I’m guessing you’re going to see Raph, right?” Mikey said as he watched you getting up from the couch. “Take these with you. These are Raph’s and I don't want him to get mad if he finds out I took his snacks.”

You rolled your eyes as your palms took hold of the pocky sticks. Strawberry flavored. Smirk on your face, you trudged to where the brute was located.

You could hear his grunts and puffs of air when he exhaled as he bench pressed sewer man-hole covers. His strength never fails to surprise you; Raphael shows off his muscle and proved it on the battlefield. Yes, his brothers are strong but there was something about him that gets your heart pumping. He’s a blunt man, and doesn't like beating around the bush. Not only that, he doesn’t take crap from anyone.

Especially his brother.

You bit your lip when he grunt once again as he raised his arms with the bar, biceps bulging as he placed back to its decimated place. Raph sat up and exhaled, lifting a water bottle and swallowed the liquid inside. Your eyes can’t help but stare as he devoured the clear contents and sighed when he was done; a towel around his shoulders as he wiped the sweat from his face.

“Enjoyin’ the view?” Voice gruff and masculine, he turned his head and looked at you with a smirk. His emerald eyes hold a teasing nature in them and it makes your heart do things that it shouldn’t be healthy.

“What if I am?” You flirted back as you stepped forward, standing in front of your red banded boyfriend. His hands, large and calloused, came to your waist and pulled you to him. “I have a challenge for you, something you can’t deny.” You know that he will never back down from a challenge, especially if it’s with you.

His brow raised with interest. “Challenge, huh? I’m listenin’.”

That’s when he saw the strawberry pocky in your hand, knowing where this was going. And this man is enjoying the challenge already. “If you’re wanting a make-out session, you don’t need sweets for that.” He said as his hand was laced into your hair, fingers massaging your scalp. “You already taste sweet, baby doll. If you’re trying to give me cavities, I will gladly own it.”

You laughed and kissed his forehead. “Then do the challenge with me and we’ll see.”

Raph snickered as you grabbed the cookie out of the box and placed it on end to your lips, the strawberry flavoring hitting your taste buds. The man can’t help but crave the treat in front of him.

And he’s not talking about the cookie.

With a new sense of determination, he leaned to you. His lips were about to take a bite, but he took the whole stick into his mouth and kissed you with passion. A gasp left your lips as his tongue invaded your warm cavern, hands on his shoulders as he pulled away. Completely dazed with the hot fiery passion of his lips, Raphael ate the cookie and smirked.

“You should know not to challenge me, doll. Otherwise, I will leave ya breathless.”

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#tmnt bayverse #tmnt raphael #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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let's be honest:

this is donnie when he reached his peak when his projects didn't do well and his brothers pissed him off 😂

this basically screams 2012 Donnie for some reason

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt donnie #tmnt donatello

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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Bed Rest

Summary: Reader is 32 weeks pregnant. Leo and Raph's story takes place at Vern's party while Donnie and Mikey's story takes place in the lair. I was out of ideas.

(l/s/o) - leo's s/o

(r/s/o) - raph's s/o

(d/s/o) - donnie's s/o

(m/s/o) - mikey's s/o

Leonardo:

2 drunk guys got too careless and made a mess on Vern's floor. Everyone was too drunk to care except you who only watched from the living room where the atmosphere was quieter and less people were hanging out. Because you were pregnant, you couldn't stand too long so April led you to the living room.

Not seeing Leo around, you stood up to grab yourself a drink when you didn't realize someone dropped their cake on the floor and you slipped on it, dropping on your back as everyone gasped to look at you. Women nearby you immediately reacted when they saw your big belly and tried to help you but your eyes closed on its own when you felt pain at the back of your head.

Leo was livid. At the people who made you fall and at himself; he should've stayed behind with you. He only left for a while to grab his and your drink until he heard multiple gasps. When he saw you on the floor, all he saw was red. Like, Raph's bandana kind of red.

See, your pregnancy was unique; it was yours and Leo's creation so a normal hospital wouldn't know how to treat a possible mutant-human baby so here you are being treated by doctors who can. The doctor finally did their tests and explained that there was no problem with your baby and it was healthy. No damage to you either so it was a relief, however, you were asked to stay on bed rest for another 8 weeks.

At the lair, Leo was more than willing to be your 'maid' for the next eight weeks. Splinter was also there to land you a helping hand but you tried to deny his help because he was an old rat.

"No, I have a young soul." He once said with a smug look, 'combing' his long beard.

3 weeks later and you felt so restless it was getting boring. But it was worth it when everytime he comes back from patrol, he'd lay down in bed with you and put his head on your stomach which your baby is always kicking.

"Hi, baby." Leo softly said on your stomach. "Don't give your mama a hard time, okay? She's on bed rest and we can't wait to see you soon." He placed a kiss on your stomach to your lips. "You're a strong woman, y/n. I love you so much. I'm so glad you're mine and carrying our child."

Raphael:

It was a stupid argument, really.

You and Raph had been arguing from the lair to Vern's party house about you not going to the party; Raph wants you at the lair where it's risk free for you and the baby. You, however, are stubborn and want to get out.

You were stuck at the lair for 2 months without going topside because of your special doctor's orders. It drove you insane being stuck at the lair, it didn't help when Mikey has his eyes on you 24/7 and making sure you have all the things you needed.

The argument made you stressed and you lose consciousness just an hour after you and the turtles arrived Vern's place.

Raph was with you the entire time you were being checked - kneeled down beside you holding your fragile hands in his, worried eyes watching your closed ones waiting for small movements from you.

"y/n darling.. please wake up." He stroked your hair gently. He was trying not to panic and cry when everyone's in the room but his sniffing betrayed him when he felt a hand on his shell.

"Pull yourself together, Raph." Leo said.

"You need to be strong for her." (l/s/o) assured, her hand rubbed Raph's shoulder, her other hand on her also pregnant stomach. "She can't be stressed during pregnancy. She'll risk hers and baby's life." She explained.

"She's stressed, alright," The doctor pulled away. "Her heartbeat's escalating so her blood pressure is high. Your baby is fine but your partner must be on bed rest for the next 8 weeks. She can't move unless for bathroom breaks. Her bath must be 10 minutes, not more than that."

After you woke up, it saddens you that you're on bed rest until your due date and Raph was assisting you all the way. Unfortunately, all of the turtles' s/o are also on bed rest like you are and now gathering in the baby room.

"I hate bed rest." (d/s/o) grumbled while looking at her iPad. "It doesn't help Donnie unsubscribe all the thriller movies, afraid my blood pressure goes up."

"Being pregnant sucks." (m/s/o) pouted. She was an active roller skater and since she got pregnant, her activities halted. Including cooking, which was hers and Mikey's favourite thing to do.

"Next mating season, we girls are going on a holiday. How does Malaysia sound?"

"Let's go/Agreed/Bet!"

Donatello:

You're the type to must do everything in the lair, even at 32 weeks.

(m/s/o) dropped her porridge on the floor after her baby kicked her and because she couldn't bend down, you think it would be nothing for you but boy you were wrong.

After cleaning up, you clutched your stomach in pain forming cold sweats leaning on the kitchen sink for support. (m/s/o) being the worrier and loud gal, she started pacing back and forth not knowing what to do. Her boyfriend wasn't even around!

"Omg omg omg what do I do? Mikey isn't around! Uhh I should call Don- crap! He's at patrol with Leo!" (m/s/o) was already panicky and with how she's behaving, she might end up giving birth early.

You watched her impassively. Is she for real right now?

"At this point, you're the one giving birth today." You tittered.

Finally after (m/s/o) calmed down, she contacted Donnie. "H-Hey Donatello! Um, something happen--"

"What's wrong, (m/s/o)??"

After she explained what happened, Donnie and Leo ran back to the lair, finding you sitting at the taller stool by the kitchen island. He held you in case you're about to fall.

"I thought you're on bed rest, y/n! What are you doing up?" He raised his voice a bit with distress, eyes narrowed at you. You avoided eye contact knowing he'll just get angry whatever reason you give him. "y/n... if you fell and I wasn't even around, then what do I do? I'm not a practiced doctor."

"I-I'm sorry." Your hormones got to you and cried. Donnie's reaction changed and he relaxed his face.

"No no I'm sorry," he pulled you into an embrace and put his chin on your head. "I'm just worried about you.. carrying our mutant-human baby in your stomach. I'm afraid of future complications and your time to give birth. I looked forward to the day we get to be family and when you announced your pregnancy, I got scared." He pulled away to look at you, his fingers stroking your hair. "I'm scared of what's going to happen to you. I don't want to lose you, y/n. I may never find love again if I lose you."

"Aww, Donnie." You lose your shit again and sobbed.

This time, Donnie joined the tear festival.

Michelangelo:

You're restless, that's all.

As active as your happy turtle boyfriend. You've been eyeing your roller blades that's collecting dusts for 7 and a half months now and no one was wearing it.

"I want to roller skate again." You pouted to yourself, (r/s/o) sitting beside you joining the bed rest as well.

"y/n, if you so much as getting up from this bed-- God, you're stubborn." (r/s/o) rolled her eyes when you waddle to your skates. The attempt to getting your skates failed so you turn to (r/s/o) who shakes her head. "Uh uh. I'm not helping you, y/n. If Mikey sees you wearing it for the fun of it, he'll burn it."

"B-But--"

"No buts! Now get back to bed or so help me..." (r/s/o) threatened and that made you weak and small.

"O-Okay..." You looked down, tears dropping to the floor and waddled back to bed. Your body shook as you let out small whimpers and (r/s/o) sighed.

"Do you want me to call Mikey for you?" You nodded meekly. "Okay but please stop crying. He'll get mad at me for making you cry."

The turtles returned home and went to visit their s/o's after removing their gears. Both Raph and Mikey walked into the room where you and (r/s/o) were resting.

"How are you feeling, (r/s/o)?" Raph asked his s/o.

"I'm great but I sort of made y/n cry for scolding her. She was about to use her roller blades."

"You WHAT?" Mikey turned to you wide eyed. "Angelcakes, that was dangerous! You're carrying a baby in you! What if you fall?" It was the first time you see him panic and a bit angry.

"I'm s-sorry. I want to skate so bad but I'm so big and round I can't see my feet anymore."

"You'll be able to skate soon and we can teach our baby when they're older! Come on, smile for me." Mikey hold your cheeks with both hands, his baby blue eyes gazed into yours. "You're the most beautiful when you smile."

You shot your smile and he cuddled you, hand rubbing your back.

Bonus:

"How come you never sweet talk like that with me, Red?" (r/s/o) asked straight faced.

"Woman, you gave me a heart attack when you fainted from high blood pressure. I have to live with that as long as I live." Raph booped her nose.

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt bayverse x reader #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt fluff #tmnt pregnant reader

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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ngl this me everyday while im working

No thoughts only turtles.

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #lately im obsessed with donnie he's just so hot

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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They fight over their S/O

all turtles x fem!reader

genre: poly relationship, silly, fluff, idk i was thinking far ahead i'm bored in the office rn please send help

summary: all they want is y/n's attention and her, on the other hand, just want to eat her snacks in peace

"You already have your time with her yesterday; today's my turn!"

"We were washing dishes! It's not exactly quality time for us!"

"Then I should be with her. I was at my lab all day."

"That's not fair! Raph snatched her away from me while we were playing Apex Legends!"

Despite the yelling, you were unbothered munching away your snacks in your lap. The TV distracted you from the chaos that's happening behind you.

"Seriously? You went back to him after he left for Paris and hooked up with his co-worker? The heck." You shook your head at the TV.

The argument gotten nearer each time and now they're surrounding you, 2 turtles at both your sides and another 2 on the floor.

"What are you watching, babe?" Raph gently asked.

"Uhh... it's kpop right now. They're debuting AIs this year. Insane." You blankly answered him, eyes still focusing on the tv.

"So, who's your favourite group right now?" Donnie curiously asked.

"If a girl group, I'm leaning to Dreamcatcher and (G)-Idle. As for boy groups, Ateez all the way." (A/N: readers may imagine it's your favourite kpop groups)

"Oh me too! They're like my favs." Mikey chirped.

"No they aren't. You don't even know who they are." Raph smacked the youngest's head.

The turtles squabble for about an hour or two until they finally died down, also enjoying the show you were interested in. You felt like you were craving something sweet and saw your m&m's mini tube on the coffee table. You asked if one of them can grab them for you but then they started arguing who should give it to you, each brothers snatching it from each other until Raph grabbed it and didn't realize his grip was so strong, the tube crushed into pieces.

Along with the chocolates inside.

"Aww, Raph! Look what you did." Mikey exclaimed.

"Oh no," Donnie yelped and all attention went to you - you were staring at the broken pieces of the chocolate on the floor but your fists were shaped into a ball, gripping on the sofa sheet you sat on.

"Babe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-- I'll get you another one! D-Don't get mad, please." Raph was nearly begging on his knees so you don't get mad because let's admit it; you're the scariest angry person out of the 5 of you in this poly relationship.

"You didn't mean to?" you lowly said, getting up from your seat. "I spent all day in this lair to spend more time with you but all you guys did was fighting with each other. How the hell am I supposed to--"

You were interrupted by Leo shoving m&m's in your mouth, which made you stop completely. Your face softened, slowly chewing the sweetness in your mouth.

"Aww, I love you all so much." You cooed, Leo giving you the extra pack of m&m's and you sat back down, attention on the tv again.

Raph and Mikey stared at Leo in shock, while Donnie had disappeared somewhere and came back with a calender and his notepad.

"Ohhhh," Donnie dragged, facepalming himself. "Today's her menstrual cycle. It's her 2nd day."

Leo was surprised by the info. "Wait, that was the reason? I thought she's just pissed so I ran to find extra packs to calm her down."

The other brothers just blinked and turned to each other.

"We suck at this relationship stuff."

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt masterlist #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt bayverse x reader #tmnt poly

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sadakorosee · 1 year

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MY TOES BE CURLING-