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hey!! if you are taking requests, i wanted to request the tmnt mm! boys having a crush on a fem! reader who’s EXACTLY like raph. she loves fighting, may or may not have anger issues, cursed with resting bitch face, BUT, she’s actually really sweet and outgoing. never afraid to speak her mind, so, she may come across as rude sometimes, but, she never really means to be. (lowkey a biased request but SSSHH, we’re not gonna talk about that)
omg finally a tmnt mm request!! this was so much fun to write!! sorry if theyre short btw im struggling with writers block rn
TMNT (mutant mayhem) x fem! reader sfw
he wouldnt really understand that he was actually falling for you until one of his brothers mentions how you act and he starts telling them that youre suprisingly nice
he definently makes you little trinkets as a sign of appreciation (and as a way of flirting with you)
whenever youre not around and theyre not busy he constantly talks about you and how youre actually really sweet even though you act like a dick to he rest of them most of the time
his brothers think hes lying and that you cant be that nice until they get to know you better
when you start softening up around his brothers he finally asks you out
hes autistic so dont be overly touchy in private, it makes him uncomfortable
honestly he loves girls that have similar personalities to him so when he meets you hes head over heels
hes also secretly a softie too so when you start to trust you more he does as well
you guys are so cute together omg
he suprisingly doesnt have the guts to ask you out on his own so his brothers do it (he was so embarassed that they did that to him even though it was his idea)
if you say yes to going out with him hell be so happy
dont tell anyone he has a soft side for the sake of his reputation though
it takes a bit for him to warm up to you at first but after his brothers convinced him you were fine he decided to give you a chance to know each other
he didnt expect you to like fighting or anything and if he didnt know you he could easily mistake you for his brother raph
raph can already be alot on his own so essentially having two of him around is insane
eventually you get to know him better and start trusting him more and start to loosen up around him
he eventually asks you out when he has the chance and you two are away from his brothers
hes a little scared of you at first tbh since youre almost exactly like his brother personality wise
it doesnt take very long before you two get comfortable around eachother though
he also notices that he has feelings for you pretty soon after he gets to know you better and sees that you have a soft side
he asks you out pretty quickly actually
Story Prompt: Leonardo is the second eldest prince to the Kingdom of Shangrao. You're a woman who works to make a dream become a reality in New Orleans.
Who could guess that with new experiences, new dangers lurk around every corner?
Chef Rupert hit the bell with his spatula, signaling you that orders were ready.
"Order up!"
You began to walk up to get the next orders, a man raised his coffee mug towards you.
"Another coffee here, chère."
You quickly turned and grabbed the coffee pitcher of your server plate.
"Coming right up, Virgil."
Just as you finished pouring Virgil's coffee, a woman raised her hand up and waved to you.
"Hey, Y/n!"
You briskly walked over to the woman and the group she was with in a booth table.
"Morning, Georgia."
The group variously greeted you as you put the coffee pitcher on the table.
"Hey, guys."
"We all going out dancing tonight. Care to join us?"
The rest of the group chimed in saying various positive things to try and persuade you to come join them.
"Oh, you all know I love to dance but I'm-"
You noticed hat a toddler was having a messy eating situation, so you pulled out a napkin from your dresses breast pocket.
"-You need a napkin, sweetheart?-"
After you gave the toddler the napkin, you speed walked over to a gentleman table over to give him his pancakes.
"-I'm going to work a double shift tonight.-Here are your hotcakes.-You know, so I can..."
Georgia from the group chimed in, interrupting you.
"So you can save for your restaurant. I know, I know. Girl, all you ever do is work."
Chef Swaggart hit the bell again, getting impatient.
"Order up!"
You turned your head in the direction of Swaggart and looked back to the group, and apologetic look displayed on your face.
"Maybe next time."
As you began walking away, the other girl among the group, who's name was Violet, spoke to the group.
"I told ya'll she wouldn't come."
You looked back to the group ever so slightly, feeling a little down.
"Are you talking about that blasted restaurant again?"
You walked over to the counter to grab the order Swaggart had made for a customer.
"Swaggart, your eggs are burning."
"Oh! You ain't never going to get enough for the down payment!"
Swaggart stared back at the eggs, making sure they wouldn't burn.
"I'm getting close."
"Yeah, how close?"
You, who had just about enough of Swaggart's persnickety-ness, changed the subject.
"Where are my flapjacks?"
Swaggart obnoxiously laughed, he then began piling orders onto you, to which you caught.
"You've got 'bout as much a chance of getting that restaurant as I do of winning the Kentucky Derby!"
Swaggart continued to boast, so you decided to walk away, tuning Swaggart out, and hand out the orders to there respective customers.
As you were handing the orders out, Mr. La Bouff walked in.
"Morning, Mr. La Bouff."
"Good morning, Y/n."
As you were handing out pancakes to a gentleman, you spoke with Mr. La Bouff.
"Congratulations on being voted King of the Mardi Gras parade."
Mr. La Bouff sat himself down at a table in front of a window.
"Caught me completely by surprise, for the fifth year in a row!"
Mr. La Bouff laughed at his own statement, while you smiled amusingly at him.
"Now, how about I celebrate with-"
You speed walked over and put a plate of beignets in front of him.
"Beignets? Got a fresh batch just waiting for you."
Mr. La Bouff picked a beignet off the plate, ready to eat it.
"Well, keep 'em coming till I pass out."
Just as Mr. La Bouff took a bite out of his beignet, Lottie came bursting in.
"Oh, Y/n/n!"
Lottie excitedly waltzed over to you, you chuckled at her never ending upbeat attitude.
"Hey, Lottie."
"Y/n/n, Y/n/n, Y/n/n, did you hear the news?"
Lottie then quickly sat down at the table her father was seated at.
"Tell her. Oh, tell her Big Daddy!"
Mr. La Bouff finished off a beignet and took out a newspaper.
"Oh, yeah, Prince Leonardo-"
Lottie quickly turned to you in pure excitement and wrapped her fur shawl around you like a hug.
"Prince Leonardo of Shangrao is coming to New Orleans!"
Lottie squealed and flutter kicked her legs up.
"Oh! Isn't he the bee's knees? Ooh!"
Lottie turned to around to speak directly to her father.
"Tell her what you you did, Big Daddy."
Lottie then began to shake Mr. La Bouff in pure anticipation.
"Tell her!"
After Mr. La Bouff recollected himself from Lottie shaking him, he tried to speak again.
"Well, I invited-"
Lottie, once again interrupted her father.
"Big Daddy invited the prince to a masquerade ball tonight! Oh!"
As Lottie talked, you put down a used coffee creamer pitcher and a coffee cup as Mr. la Bouff grabbed another beignet of his plate.
"Ooh, tell her what else you did, Big Daddy."
Everything was silent for a moment.
"Go on."
"And he's staying-"
"And he's staying-!"
Mr. La Bouff shoved a beignet in his daughter's mouth, in the hopes that he could finally talk, without being interrupted.
"And he's staying in our house as my personal guest."
Mr. La Bouff exhaled, relieved he at least got a sentence out. Lottie nodded along, her mouth still stuffed with a beignet.
"Oh, Lottie, that's swell."
You walked over to the La Bouff's with another plate of beignets.
"A little word of advice. My mama always said, "The quickest way a man's heart, is through his stomach."
You lightly patted your stomach to emphasize your words and walked away to continue serving other customers.
And in that moment, Lottie's eyes widened as she got an idea.
"Ah! That's it!"
Lottie swiped the beignet that was in her father's hand he was about to eat.
"What just happened?"
Lottie eagerly speed walked over to you.
"Oh, Y/n/n!"
Lottie hugged you from behind as you were putting away a tray.
"You're a bona fide genius!"
You amusingly hummed in response to Lottie.
"I'm gonna need about 500 of your man-catching beignets for my ball tonight. Excuse me, Daddy."
Lottie walked back over to her father, stuffed his mouth with a beignet and grabbed some cash out of his wallet.
"Will this about cover it?"
Lottie handed the money to you and you could barely pronounce a word at what just transpired.
"This...This should cover it just fine, Lottie. This is it! I'm getting my restaurant!"
Lottie whooped in celebration and she speed walked over to her father again. Rupert was in utter shock at what just went down.
"Ooh, tonight my prince is finally coming!"
And once again, just as Mr. La Bouff was about to eat another beignet, Lottie stopped him.
"And I sure as heck ain't letting him go!"
And with that the La Bouff's left the café. Draxum, who was sitting a table near a corner table peered over the menu he hide his face with.
He had a look of mischief on his face while his shadow's smile curled up, sinisterly.
Story Prompt: Leonardo is the second eldest prince to the Kingdom of Shangrao. You're a woman who works to make a dream become a reality in New Orleans.
Who could guess that with new experiences, new dangers lurk around every corner?
Italics + 🎶 means singing
As the same door to the bedroom opened, in walked you, but as a grown 19 year old woman and you were exhausted from work.
You begrudgingly closed the door with your back and kicked off your shoes with a tired look on your face. You then took off your apron and walked over to your dresser.
As you opened the top drawer, canisters of coins and some dollars could be found inside it.
"Well, that was a rough night, but every little bit helps."
You emptied the money out of one of your aprons pocket and closed the drawer. You reached into the other pocket of your apron to find the same picture your dad gave you.
A smile was plastered on your face as you placed the picture on your mirror. Right next to the mirror was a framed photo of your father when he went to war, and a medal hanging on a corner of the frame of the photo.
"Don't worry, Dad."
You placed a kiss to your pointer and middle finger and pressed it against the framed photo.
"We'll be there soon."
Tired and fatigued, you trekked over to your bed. Not even bothering to take off the rest of your apparel, you body slammed onto your bed, almost immediately dozing off into slumber.
However, the sweet release of sleep never came, as the alarm clock rang not even a minute later.
You pressed your toes onto the alarm clock to shut it off. You reluctantly got up and opened your wardrobe closet. You hastily took off your night waitress job's little bonnet.
"Good night, Cal's."
You grabbed your other waitress uniform from the small wardrobe closet.
"Good morning, Duke's."
Time quickly passed as you left the house and caught up to the trolley as it headed into town.
~🎶In the south land, there's a city🎶
🎶Way down on the river🎶~
You were reading a magazine on cooking, not noticing a man looking at you.
~🎶Where the women are very pretty🎶~
Just as the man was about to you a flower, you got off at your stop. And much to the man's disappointment, another guy on the trolley wasn't to fond of the flower, seeing as how it looked like it was being gestured to him.
~🎶And all the men deliver🎶~
Just as you stepped off the trolley, a brass band accidentally cut you off from getting to your job.
~🎶They got music, it's always playing🎶
🎶Start in the daytime, go all through the night🎶~
Just as the brass band seemed to end, a man with a trombone caught you off guard.
~🎶When you hear that music playing🎶~
Another member of the band began to dance with you, but you excused yourself from him to get to your job.
~🎶Grab somebody, come on down🎶~
You flawlessly handed out each order to the people at the front counter.
~🎶Bring your paintbrush, we painting the town🎶~
You began adding honey drizzle to some freshly baked beignets.
~🎶There's some sweetness going 'round🎶~
Just as you finished adding the powdered sugar onto the beignets, you handed them to a serious looking military soldier.
~🎶Catch it down in New Orleans🎶~
As soon as the man took a bit out of a beignet, he smiled and saluted to you.
You smiled and saluted back, but not before you were tapped on the shoulder by the cook, Chef Rupert.
He tossed the ordered food and drinks to you and thankfully you were able to catch them all.
~🎶We got magic, good and bad🎶~
A man by the name of Baron Draxum, more commonly referred to as the Shadow man, was performing a Tarot card reading for a man.
~🎶Make you happy or make you real sad🎶~
The man turned out to hide his bald head under a hat, to which Baron Draxum gave him something that would give the man hair.
~🎶Get everything you want🎶~
The man soon afterwards tried to flirt with a women with his new look.
~🎶Lose what you had🎶~
The women screamed in fright and smacked the man with her purse, to which he could see his reflection in a window and he turned out to hair all over himself!
~🎶Down here in New Orleans🎶~
Baron Draxum chuckled at the man's reaction and flicked the coin he received as payment into his inner coat pocket.
~🎶Hey, partner! Don't be shy🎶~
The honking of a car horn caught Draxum's attention, and it turned out to be Mr. La Bouff.
~🎶Come on down, yeah and give us a try🎶~
A kid was giving out newspapers and Mr. La Bouff paid him with a big stack of cash and he drove off as the kid thanked him.
~🎶If you wanna do some livin' before you die🎶~
Draxum's shadow opened his jacket, took out the coin, and gave it back to his physical self, both feeling angry.
~🎶Do it down in New Orleans🎶~
As Mr. La Bouff was reading the newspaper, it read; Prince Leonardo comes to Crescent City - The second eldest, and eldest twin prince of Shangrao arrived this morning in Crescent City, as it is his final stop on his whirlwind tour of the US. Rumor has it that the eligible prince is looking for a bride.
The scene changed to Prince Leonardo making his debut at the docks. As quick as a flash, he ripped his formal attire off to reveal casual ones underneath.
The prince quickly grabbed his ukulele from his royal valet, Warren. He then slid down the railings to some ladies at the bottom. As the brass band was walking by the pier, Leo decided to join them, with the women following along.
As Warren was trying to get down the stairs with all the prince's luggage in his hands, he slipped on the prince's crown. He came tumbling down, as the crown landed right side up on his bum.
~🎶Stately homes and mansions🎶~
The La Bouff mansion came into view as Mr. La Bouff's car pull up to gate and Lottie got into the car.
~🎶Of the sugar barons and cotton kings🎶~
Mr. La Bouff gives his daughter the newspaper and she squeals reading that a prince was visiting Crescent City.
~🎶Rich people, poor people all got dreams🎶~
You were currently outside, giving a man his coffee and cleaning up another outside table. Leo happened to be passing by and tried to flirt with you, but you just rolled your eyes with an amused smile on your face.
~🎶Dreams do come true in New Orleans🎶~
Little image for the second part to the Princess and a Frog Au I'm doing🙂
I made it
Story Prompt: Leonardo is the second eldest prince to the Kingdom of Shangrao. You're a young woman who works to make a dream become a reality in New Orleans.
Who could guess that with new experiences and new meetings, new dangers lurk around every corner?
An; I'm bored, and I've had this idea for a story for awhile, so here it is
Italics + 🎶 means singing
Italics means whispering
N/n means your nickname
P.S - Rogers is your family's last name, it also isn't a random last name I went with, it's legitimately Tiana's family name
~🎶The Evening Star is shining bright🎶
🎶So make a wish and hold on tight🎶
🎶There's magic in the air tonight🎶
🎶And anything can happen🎶~
"Just at that moment, the ugly little frog looked up with his sad, round eyes and pleaded: Oh, please, dear princess, only a kiss from you can break this terrible spell, that was inflicted on me by a wicked witch!"
The woman reading the fairytale was Marie, your mother, and she was working on something for your best friend, Lottie.
Lottie leaned in close to you, still staring with starry eyes at Mrs. Rogers' reading.
"Here comes my favorite part."
You looked at your best friend with a contempt smile as the little white kitten Lottie was holding let out a small meow.
Marie turned the page on the book to continue reading the tale and finish a bow for the dress Lottie was wearing.
"And the beautiful princess was so moved by his desperate plea, that she stooped down,-"
Marie turned her head ever so slightly to look at the girls with a playful smile on her face.
"-picked up the slippery creature,-"
The girls, who were getting really roped into the story, leaned in closer on the edge of their seats, so to speak.
"-leaned forward, raised him to her lips,-"
Lottie nodded her head excitedly while you shook your head to the sides.
"-and kissed that little frog!"
Lottie exclaimed from sheer joy and adoration, while you scrunched your nose and shook your head more, disgusted by the picture your mind created at those very words.
The kitten, who had been squished in the arms Lottie, escaped her.
"Then the frog was transformed into a handsome prince! They were married and lived happily ever after. The end."
Lottie leaned backwards and put her arms in the air from pure delight of the story.
"Yay! Oh!"
Lottie accidentally fell completely backwards but her dress provided a nice soft landing. You giggled at your best friends silly antics.
"Read it again, Big Mama! Read it again!"
Your mother, whose nickname was Big Mama, leaned down and helped Lottie up off the floor.
"Sorry Charlotte, it's time for us to be heading home. Say good night, Y/n."
As your mother was getting her bag, you scrunched your nose once more and decided to comment on the story your mother told.
"You couldn't give me everything in the world by kissing a frog, never! Yuck!"
Lottie held her hands behind her dress, with a mischievous look displayed on her face.
"Is that so?"
Lottie quickly looked down to see her kitten and swiftly put a little frog costume on him.
"Well, here's your Prince Charming, N/n!"
Lottie briskly walked over and playfully smooshed the kittens face against your cheek.
"Come on, kiss him."
You smiled at Lottie's silly ploy to get you to kiss the dressed up kitten and moved the him face away from your cheek.
"No."
Lottie continued to try and get you to kiss him and further press the kitten to your cheek.
"Kiss him!"
You playfully continued to try and keep the kitten away from you.
"C'mon, stop it, Lottie!"
Lottie edged forward with trying to match-make you with "Prince Charming" with each little push of the kitten towards you.
"Kiss him!, kiss him, kiss him!"
You decided to end the little ploy Lottie came up with and move the kitten as far away from your face as possible.
"I won't, I won't, I won't!"
And with one final playful shove, Lottie was sent onto the ground with her poofy dress as a cushion.
Lottie had quickly recovered and immediately responded to your rejecting of kissing a frog.
"I would do it! I would kiss a frog!"
The kitten, still in Lottie's grasp, kept trying to escape her clutches.
"I would kiss a hundred frogs if I could marry a prince and be a princess!"
Lottie kissed the side of her kittens face, resulting in the kitten launching itself up to the ceiling, his claws keeping him there.
You both laughed at the reaction of the kitten and rolled on the floor with laughter.
Your mother shook her head at you two little rascals.
"You girls, stop tormenting that poor little kitty."
While the two of you continued to laugh, Marie got the kitten down from the ceiling.
"Poor little thing."
The kitten clung onto the carpet like it's life depended on it and scampered away. Marie shook her head at the poor little traumatized kitten.
A man walked into the room, wearing a white suit and salmon colored tie.
"Evening, Marie."
Lottie, upon hearing her father's voice, ran up to her father, in excitement for her new dress.
"Daddy! Daddy! Look at my new dress! Isn't it pretty?"
Mr. La Bouff laughed and leaned down with his arms open wide and picked up his daughter.
"Look at you! Why, I'd expect nothing less from the finest seamstress in New Orleans."
Marie gave Mr. La Bouff an appreciative smile. Lottie on the other hand, was looking at the picture of the maiden from the storybook Mrs. Rogers had read to you and her.
"Ooh! I want that dress!"
Mr. La Bouff turned his head to Lottie and turned his body away from the book, trying to see reason with his daughter.
"Ah, now Sugarplum-!"
Lottie began pulling on the ends of her father's mustache, desperately wanting to look like the maiden in the fairytale.
"I want that one! Please, please, please, please!"
Mr. La Bouff gave into his daughter plea and turned to Mrs. Rogers, hoping to end the pain his upper lip was feeling.
"Marie, you suppose you could whip up something like that?"
Mrs. Rogers chuckled and gestured to the many dress she's made for Lottie.
"Anything for my best customer."
Lottie cheered, now that her dress collection would soon grow, again.
"Come along, Y/N. Your daddy should be home from work by now."
You, who had been ready for awhile, took your mother's hand and walked out of Lottie's room and down the hallway. Talking from Lottie's room could still be heard.
"All right now, princess, you're getting that dress, but that's it. No more Mr. Pushover....Now who wants a puppy?"
"I do! I do! He's so cute!"
As you and Marie walked out of the La Bouff mansion and towards the end of the sidewalk, a trolley pulled up and stopped.
Once you and your mother were seated, the trolley started up again. You got on your knees on the seat and peered out the window. The mansions and big elite houses soon faded away to much smaller houses.
The trolley stopped, and as you and your mother got off, you both waved a thank you to the trolley driver, who kindly waved back.
You and your parents didn't have much money for a house like Lottie's but it was enough for you and your family.
A half an hour passed by and you were making gumbo with your father, Arthur, while your mother was sitting at her sewing machine. working on Lottie's next dress.
"Mmm. Gumbo smells good, Y/n."
Your father was watching you stir the pot of gumbo as he commented on it.
"I think it's done, Daddy."
You scooped up some gumbo from the pot, determined it was done and ready for tasting.
"Yeah? Are you sure?"
Marie looked at her daughter and husband, smiling in amusement.
"Yes."
Marie continued to work, her smile still expressed on her face at her husband's silly but amusing antics.
"O-kay, I'm 'bout to put this spoon in my..."
You began thinking, and took the spoon from your father, as he chuckled in response.
"Wait!"
You added a bit of Tabasco sauce to the gumbo, stirred it up to spread the flavor, tasted it and was satisfied with your addition.
"Now it's done."
Your father leaned down as you fed him a spoonful of the gumbo.
"Hmm."
You looked at your father, a worried expression displayed upon your face at his response.
"What?"
"Well, sweetheart, this is the..."
You looked away, getting sad thinking you didn't make the gumbo right. But your father, being the silly goose he was, scooped you up in his arms.
"...best gumbo I've ever tasted!"
You giggled at your father as he laughed with you in his arms.
"Come here. Marie, our little girls got a gift!"
Your mother got up from her sewing machine and walked over to the two of you.
"Mmm-hmm. I could've told you that."
"A gift this special's just gotta be shared."
As Arthur let you out of his arms, you ran to the front door and opened it.
"Hey everybody, I made gumbo!"
The various neighbors all exclaimed in rejoice of the smell of the gumbo.
Soon enough, everyone in the little neighborhood was sat on the front porch of your house and eating the gumbo with smiles plastered on their faces.
Afterwards, it was time for bed. Arthur and Marie were sitting down with you on your bed.
"You know the thing about good food? It brings folks together from all walks of life. It warms them right up and it puts little smiles on their faces-"
Your father reached over and grabbed a piece of paper with a picture of the inside of a restaurant and people in it.
"-and when I open up my own restaurant, I tell you, people are going to be lining up for miles around just to get a taste of my food."
As you listened to your father, you corrected him on last bit of what he said.
"Our food."
Arthur chuckled at your input.
"That's right, baby."
Your father grabbed a crayon and wrote "Y/n's place" on a corner and showed it to you.
"Our food."
You reached out and hugged the picture as a smile on your face, and out of the corner of your eye, you spotted the Evening Star out of your window.
"Daddy, look."
You pointed to the Evening Star in the sky and began crawling on top of your bed to get to the window sill.
"Where're you going?"
"Charlotte's fairytale book said: If you make a wish on the Evening Star, it's sure to come true."
Arthur and Marie joined you by the window sill. Marie hummed in response.
"Well, you wish on that star, sweetheart."
"Yes. You wish and you dream with all your little heart. But remember, Y/n, that old star can only take you part of the way. You got to help it along with some hard of your own. And then..."
Your father cupped the side of your head with his hand.
"...yeah, you can do anything you set your mind to."
Marie walked over to rest her hands on her husband's shoulders.
"Just promise your daddy one thing. That you'll never, ever lose sight of what's really important. Okay?"
You nodded your head with a determined smile upon your face. Your parents kissed you good night and tucked you in.
And just as they left the room and closed the door, you sprang up, grabbed the picture off your nightstand and crawled back over to the window sill.
You pulled back the slightly transparent curtains and stared out at the Evening Star high above you.
You looked down at the picture, hugged it tightly to your chest and tightly closed your eyes.
"Please, please, please."
Just then, you felt like someone was staring at you. You looked to your right to see a frog was on your window sill.
You and the frog just stared at one another for a moment, until the frog croaked!
You screeched in fright and hastily ran out your room, closing the door behind you.
okay! i read the rules and all!
can you write hcs of bayverse leo with a short and busty gf? i have back pain all the time 💔💔
Leonardo X Fem! Reader who's short and busty
Note(s) : I sort of focused on the short and busty part, so if you want more general Headcanons I can do that.
Leonardo doesn't mind your height, he's a giant mutant turtle, he's never exactly been one to care for appearances. He knows what it's like to be judged and excluded, so even if he makes a small joke once or twice, it's never out of malice and always something you can laugh to.
Speaking of, his jokes are those sneaky ones, ones you maybe can't even tell are there until hours after the conversation. They're not so much jokes as they are funny jabs? It's strange.
Okay, so, he strikes me as the type of guy who wouldn't really look at all, he's respectful, looking away respectfully if you will, and doesn't mention your bust unless it's a conversation revolving around it.
The bare minimum, yet still, he exceeds most men.
At first when he realises you're in pain, he thinks that you must've injured yourself somehow. Maybe you lifted something too heavy, maybe you fell down the stairs.
He can't exactly figure out if you have back pain from your chest, not until you tell him directly, he's not an idiot by any means, he just doesn't really connect 'big boob = pain'
I can imagine he's one of those guys who just doesn't understand that boobs have weight to them, yes they exist I have met them, but it's less because he refused to learn and more so because... He's a mutant turtle with a mutant rat dad who's been forced to live in the sewers with three brothers, he isn't too knowledgeable on human female anatomy.
When you tell him, probably after he questions you because he's concerned. He offers a cuddle, maybe some soup and tea if April isn't busy and she can buy them for you, he doesn't know how else to help besides resting?
He probably tries to learn how to massage, which is difficult for him because, you know, only three fingers, and researches how to help back pain, both in general and in reference to a larger bust.
Leo probably wouldn't mind if you don't wear a bra around the sewer, they can get uncomfortable especially if they have wiring in them, and he thinks it's best to prioritise comfort for one's self than tip toe around what others could think.
His brothers, especially Mikey, joke all the time about the fact he managed to get you, not in a weird way, they're not jealous at all and view you as a friend, but they just find it funny because Leo is the last guy besides Donnie they expected to get a girlfriend, let alone one as nice as you.
Leo always forgets that you're together, because how could you choose him? Out of all of the guys you could fall in love with, it just so happened to be him, it confuses him, because you could've had someone normal.
Leonardo really wants to get Splinters approval, which isn't too hard because Splinter thinks you're a great girlfriend, you basically complete Leo and make it happy, it's hard to disagree against that.
You know how in schools or work places, the dress codes usually target female presenting people? Yeah, he's the boyfriend that lets you rant to him about how awful it is, and he's also the type of boyfriend to nod along and occasionally go 'That's horrible 😡'
If you ever get catcalled expect the rare moment of Leo using his mutant looks to scare people, he's basically scary boyfriend privileges, the second he steps out of the light people are screaming in fear.
He probably feels bad about it afterwards, not because he feels sympathy for the people he scared, but because he feels like a monster.
TMNT 2012 with a s/o on their period
Note(s): I wrote this with a ftm Reader in mind, but there are no gendered pronouns or gendered titles used.
Characters included: Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Michealangelo, April O'Neil, Casey Jones.
Leonardo
Listen, as much of a leader and confident guy you may believe he is, he is still a mutant turtle who does not get periods and only knows because it was mentioned in a show once and he wanted to know more. He will not understand, beside the basics of 'bleeding down there, intense hormones, and sometimes unbearable pain depending on who you ask.'
If you're someone who goes through a lot of physical pain expect an overbearing mother figure now in your life, he will literally be there with all the advice he can find that'll help.
With the limited resources in the lair and the fact he can't exactly go shopping himself, he'll ask April or Casey to buy period products or pain relief tablets for you if you complain. Even if he's awkward and shy about asking, he doesn't want to burden you by making you wait for a reply over text or have to get up, the fact it helps you makes it worth it.
Soup is also good, he knows how to make traditional teas and soups for you, with great difficulty, and help from Splinter, that will lessen your stomach cramps. Though if you get cravings he may be a little less helpful, it's hard to get ingredients when you live in the sewers and are hated by most of the world.
If you like company he would stay off patrols once or twice, but he's fairly strict about his schedule and won't go too far off it, even if he wants to help you.
If you don't get much pain, he's still by you in his free time and asking questions, you're literally bleeding he's never going to stop worrying.
Whenever you talk to him he basically soaks in the words like a sponge and uses it to help you, a one off 'yeah, this food helps.' and he's on his knees begging for April to buy some.
Raphael
Raphael... I love him, but he needs help when it comes to this. I imagine most of the other turtles at least know the basics, Michaelangelo is the worst but he still knows what a period is, but Raph just never really cared enough to learn.
He knows that a period happens... But that's about it. So, if you're in intense or even a small amount of pain and or wake up with blood around you, he's freaking the hell out, he thinks you've been stabbed or something or maybe he accidentally hurt you with his sais as you slept.
If you explain he's sort of like 'yeah whatever, how do we stop it from hurting you?' and then he never leaves your side.
You run out of products? Step out the way Casey and April, he's sneaking in the shop and thieving- I mean, he's putting on a trenchcoat and hat to hide his turtleness, and buying the products like a good mutant ninja turtle should. But seriously, he doesn't trust the two to buy the right ones, he gets the exact brand right somehow, even if you never tell him what one you want.
He pushes the exercise side of it, even if it doesn't help much, exercise is something that helps him so when he hears it can help he doesn't research further. It takes you explaining that it not only depends on the person but the exercise for him to pout and let you lead.
Donatello
He'd probably panic for a while but then tries to look through a science lense, like, oh! You need to level your blood sugars in this week, these excersises will help you but these won't, make sure to keep your stomach warm so you can lessen the contractions and pain.
Gets a bit sad if you're the type to be more distant and want alone time on your period, especially if you don't like loud noises. Donatello usually has you watching him while he works on his science stuff, so when you aren't it's a demotivator.
Ends up completely abandoning his work just to follow you around like a sad puppy, tending to your every need or waiting outside your room for a text from you if you need something.
If you want him around he's a lot more easy going, if you don't mind sitting in the lab with him while he works then he's all for it, of course he's checking on you every once and a while, and will talk when he wants to, but it comes from him wanting to help you.
If you have health issues caused by your period or your period is made worse by your health issues he's helping you a lot, he knows a lot about human anatomy and how to help ease pain, especially since April and Casey started hanging out with the Turtles more often.
He has a whole section of a diary dedicated to you, and that includes your period, when you're due, what food you've told him helps you, what foods you've said make it worse, what pain you usually describe as, etc, etc.
Michealangelo
Michaelangelo is 100% the type of guy who just goes along with what you want because he wants to help, he probably knows that you bleed, you get mood swings, and you're in pain. And that's all he needs to know.
He's watching you for your entire cycle and just PRAYING nothing bad will happen, gives you all the food you want, no matter how unusual. This can sometimes make it worse, because cravings aren't always foods that will help you, and he feels really really bad if that happens.
He tries to hold himself back on just giving you whatever you want, but when you look up he just folds and starts treating you like royalty.
He can't make a lot of normal foods, he can make pizzas and maybe a decent sandwich, but besides that he's a bit useless, so he tends to buy you microwaved dinners. Unless you don't like them. And then he's just lost.
Mikey asks Donatello to help on the more science level, like no, chocolate will not help, that's a dumb myth, it will only make your sugar levels higher and increase pain, plus blood flow, and nobody wants that.
Cue Mikey closing the oven to hide his chocolate pizza he was making for you.
When buying or storing products, he tends to sort of forget how expensive they are, he'll go in with only a couple of dollars and fall to the floor in utter shock upon realising that is not nearly enough.
But he may or may not steal a few, he saves the city, he gets no money from it, this is completely justified in my opinion.
It's not like he tells anybody anyway.
April O'Neil
She understands so much, whatever you need she'll get for you within minutes.
If your cycles match up April and you will have days where you just sit down and cuddle together, usually at her apartment or in the lair.
She's most likely the one who goes shopping for stuff since she's usually shopping for the turtles as well, though you can come along or even do it yourself if hers is painful and yours is bearable enough to go and vice versa.
If you don't get much pain or mood swings, she makes a few jokes on how she wishes she was you, but if you ask her to stop she will.
Understands the pain that might come mentally, if yours is really bad during the month she even ignores the Turtles to help you out. Unless you want to be left alone in which case she can do that as well, but she will text you every few hours, this is probably happening with or without your period given how dangerous being friends with her is.
If you have intense pain, she's extremely worried for you and will try to help in any way she can, especially if you have other issues that impact your period and or your period causes you other issues.
Casey Jones
Once he gets it Casey doesn't care for the exact details, all he needs to know is when he needs to be involved. Then he's actually really helpful
Usually gets too embarrassed to buy pads for you so he asks April to do it for him, if she refuses he awkwardly makes his way over and will be red the entire time he buys them.
He will begrudgingly be mushy if it means you'll feel better, but also reluctantly leaves you alone if you prefer being alone, he's complicated when it comes to you.
Tends to try to make you laugh or smile if you get sad, but fails to realise that the flood gates of hell spill over with unholy blood whenever you do laugh too hard.
If you're someone with less blood and or pain he'll be asking once every few hours if you're okay, every month is the same, he never learns that you're going to be fine, or that you don't experience too much pain, but it shows he cares.
If you have intense pain he's next to you always helping and at your beck and call, he's fine with skipping out on time with April or the turtles because he doesn't want you in pain.
This has been in my drafts for a little over a year, I've only just got the strength to finish it (。ŏ﹏ŏ)
TMNT : Mutant Mayhem X Gender Neutral Reader dating headcanons
Note(s): 2003 has me in a chokehold so I might accidentally mix their personalities, also you can probably tell who my favourite turtle is 💀
I've only seen this movie once, and I can't afford to go to the cinema again so I'm sorry that I didn't write a lot!
Leonardo
Leo basically has a full time job of trying to impress you, one time he even tried to drive a car and do tricks for you. It, unsurprisingly, went so bad that Splinter grounded him for a week.
While Splinter has always dug in that humans were dangerous and hateful, which is semi true, meeting April and you have diluted Leonardo's faith in that. He realises that you're just... People. People who make mistakes, who need to change, and who largely, have changed.
He likes learning about things you take for granted everyday, what was school like? Have you ever been to a restaurant? Do you like going outside a lot? Do you have a pet? Etc, etc.
Leo needs to try really hard in school because he's not naturally talented in science or math like Donatello, so he appreciates any help you can give him! He surprisingly likes homework, he views it like training, sort of like something to improve his skills.
He 100% searches a 'how to flirt' wikihow and gets absolutely slammed by his brothers for trying some of the worst pickup lines in history on you.
Leonardo wants to train you with self defense skills if you don't know any already, he puts on the training videos that Splinter used to learn himself and teach Leo and his brothers, so that you two can at least spend time by training together.
Raphael
Despite loving violence and fighting, he's always happy and his rage is never directed at you, he even tries to get you to let out your anger by training sometimes.
If you don't know how to fight, or don't want to learn, then he's perfectly fine with just giving you one of his sais and letting you stab a punching bag with it, or something.
Raph occasionally gets into more friendly fights and sparring matches with his brothers or classmates, he's always bragging to you about how cool he was and how awesome it was to fight.
He likes it when you initiate hugs or hand holding, it's not that he's embarrassed or doesn't want to initiate affection, or even have it at all, but Raph isn't the best at guessing what you want without outright asking. Which he does do a lot, but he feels awkward constantly asking for a hug, and he lets you know that he's always up for one.
Raphael doesn't want you in danger, but he does 100% egg you on to participate in fights and pull some chaos, even if minuscule.
Donatello
He's a complete dork and LOVES to try and impress you with knowledge on your favourite musical artists, TV shows and movies, etc, etc. Donnie gets super into anything you're into, and he even tries to subtly get you interested in things like K-pop or science, if you're not interested in them already.
Always rants about his interests, he could go on for HOURS about the hidden messages in a music video, especially when he can get out more often and speak to more people about what he likes.
He's so curious about humans and their biological functions, don't be weird not like that, he always used to watch documentaries to Splinter and his brothers confusion.
Donnie frequently imagines what life would be like without a shell, with his skin a different texture, with his ears all weird and sticking out, he constantly asks you questions about living as a human.
He adores it if you know a lot about biology, especially if you know about turtle biology, even if he and his brothers are different than regular turtles for obvious reasons.
Donnie loves holding your hand, whenever he's nervous, or if you're nervous, he likes squeezing your hand and just holding it for a while. Even if it's kind of awkward because of his three fingers.
Michelangelo
Mikey loves showing off his ninja skills to you. Oh, you're just watching a movie? Watch him do the stunt from that one scene about fifty times.
He doesn't have much of a 'taste' in movies or music, he just sort of watches whatever captures his interest. His most watched media consists of an intense crime documentary and Pingu.
Mikey loves hugging you, no matter what you're doing he just (・ω・)つ⊂(・ω・) His favourite way of hugging you is from behind, because then you can do whatever you want and he isn't bothering you, but he also gets to give you a hug.
As the youngest sibling, Michelangelo loves getting you involved in pranks that involve screwing over his brothers. He will beg you, BEG YOU, to let him stand on your shoulders to place a bucket of water on top of a door, to help him dye his brothers masks the wrong colours, basically anything!
He loves making friends and would like to meet your friends and family, that is if you have any or have a good relationship with them, and if you do, he's trying to impress them so he can in turn impress you.
He also expects you to get along with his family, you don't need to constantly hang out with them, but he likes to have the knowledge that his family accepts and trusts you, he also likes to have the knowledge that you trust his family.
While not being the most perfect and strong guy, he has full respect for you and he shows it in semi unconventional ways. Mikey constantly likes to play video games with you, and while he's never been able to play the newest or most expensive, he may or may not steal a game or two just for you.
If you have a console, PC or even just a god damn phone that can handle a decent game, expect you two to play for HOURS.
What shows both his family and you that he does truly love you is when he gives you a slice of his pizza, if you're vegan or allergic to his favourite flavour, he'll order what you can eat instead of what he wants.
His brothers genuinely have a full hour of just staring in shock at you and him when that happens.
Can I have the Rise boys with a reader that yaps constantly and dosent do a lot of touching other than small acts of hand holding, poking, and just being physically close-? Like can and will talk about anything under the sun, like cats, space, their toaster they named Bermuta whilst being next to Donnie while he’s working, or holding Leo’s hand whilst Helen he’s reading a comic, poking Raphs arms or cheek when he’s doing something, and their head on Mikey’s shoulder while he cooks/draws.
But on the rare occasion they’re silent, like dead silent, not even a hello or good evening just nothing. And they’ll sit down on the ground next to said turtle and lean their head on the turtles legs slash thighs and wrap their arms around them, looking really zoned out or just not there because they had been yelled at or got into an argument with someone else or their parents for being so animated and talking so much.
Also I really love your writing!! Small reminder to rest up and take care of your needs, have some roses for the road :333💐
I'm gonna take this as a headcanon request, and tysm for the request(s) and reminder! You're greatly appreciated. Yapper hcs here we go!
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He doesn't mind one bit, your constant commentary reminding him of when he and his brothers were turtle tots
He finds it really cute, and is sure to listen just enough to keep up with what you're saying
Eventually he starts to prefer listening to you yap about your day over his music when he's working out
When you start poking him it makes him laugh, opting to lift you instead of the weights, which gets you squealing
The fact it brings him so much joy makes it all the more heart wrenching when you end up sitting on the floor in his room, quiet with distant eyes
When you grab his leg, his eyebrows knit together, confused even as he finds it a little endearing
He'd press for an explanation on what had you so quiet, voice quiet and gentle, and your answer would make him sad
If it was your parents, he'd offer a sleepover, preferring you stay at the lair then at home when things were turbulent
You and Leo could go on and on and on if other things didn't get in the way, he was just as talkative
That also meant he was especially attentive laughing and nodding and giving input
Even when he was reading or trying a new trick on his skateboard, he'd still have something to add when there was a pause for him to
He also rather enjoyed the little bits of affection youd offer, sitting right next to him when he'd read or on movie nights
The first time you're silent his beak wrinkles, as the quiet is the most unwelcome thing in the world
He's much more aggressive in asking what's wrong, refusing to drop it until you told him what happened
Once you would, he'd go off immediately, saying the person who told you to shut your trap was a loser and boring and all sorts of other things
Then, after getting through his own rant, he'd raise an eyebrow considering you're still attached to his leg, mischievous mind working before he'd start walking with you hanging on, trying to make you laugh
He likely struggles with it the most, but the fact you speak so much means he doesn't have to worry about small talk
Even so, he mentally catalogues every topic of conversation, able to keep up with anything and everything you spew
He feels a little bit of accomplishment everytime he can add input based on things you've mentioned before
As for your less typical signs of affection, they matched him perfectly; he greatly appreciated being able to focus on his projects while you're nearby
But then one day you're not saying anything after a surprising amount of time
When he swivels in his chair, you're on the floor, and immediately he's set into a panic, asking what happened
He'd be pretty similar to Leo, insisting you tell him, and then scoffing and bad mouthing the plebeians who dared to raise their voice at you
As for your clinging to his leg, it's a little odd, but he never comments on it, just standing in place until you're done, maybe ruffling your hair
Mikey loves talking to you, listening to anything and everything that comes from your mind
It makes him laugh, why wouldn't he enjoy it, especially when you hold his hands or sit in the kitchen while he cooks
Even when he's feeling creative, you still choose to sit with your side against his, more intent on whatevers caught your attention that day then what he's working on
When you started poking him, though, he'd do it right back, which would end in a tickle fight that he'd never lose
When you're quiet, it's a different story, and he's sensitive to your feelings
You hug his leg, eyes unfocused, making him frown and meet you on the floor, sitting with his knee up so you can keep hugging him
He wouldn't push on what's wrong, instead asking if you wanted to talk about it, and if you did he'd listen and offer his sympathies
If you didn't want to talk about it, he'd sigh but nod, and rub a hand over your back, talking himself to fill the quiet when you had nothing to say
aka, late light talks with your boyfriend.
(2k12 Leo x reader)
It’s a cold night.
In their sewers at least. It was already cold in New York since winter arrived, but due to the humidity of the sewers and other science jargon it was noticeably colder. Even with all the blankets piled on top of you, you still couldn’t stop the clattering of your teeth and stop your body from shivering.
You glanced at the sleeping terrapin next to you, snoring softly and keeping his distance. Despite you and him having been in a relationship for 6 months now, he was very adamant about respecting your boundaries and keeping a prudish attitude towards you. In a way, you found it adorable that he wanted to make you feel comfortable with him but you couldn’t help wanting him to be a bit more affectionate at times.
Despite the shivering cold, it didn’t seem to affect him to the same degree as you. Sure, he was cold as the rest of the turtles, but they had a better resistance than you and humans. When you had asked him why he wasn’t shivering his tits off, to which he scolded you for using vulgar language, he replied with a shrug and said that it felt more like a cool draft to him.
Turtles were aquatic creatures after all, and water is cold, right? Maybe they were naturally used to some cold to an extent? Or maybe their mutation allowed them to have better heating and cooling systems, but he wasn’t radiating any warmth. Shame, you were the heating pad instead of him.
“Leo?”
“…Yes? Y’know, you’re supposed to be sleeping. Donnie told me that humans need a certain amount of hours of sleep to be able-“
You let out a dramatic groan, scooting towards him and latching onto him. He tensed up for a few moments and his breath hitched as he not-so-sneakily glanced over his shoulder to meet your impish grin with a small and clumsy smile.
“As much as I love hearing your voice, it’s okay to shut up sometimes.”, you teased, tapping his cheek with a giggle.
“All I’m hearing is that you love my voice.”
“If I told you I loved silence would you shut that snout of yours?”
That seemed to get a small wheeze of laughter out of him; he flipped over to face you with a small pout.
“Why a snout?”
“Because you have one, duh!”
You took the opportunity of having him face to face with you to gently poke his snout. Or as he would like for you to say, nose.
“…that sounds like something Donnie would say. The rest of us don’t use “technical” words.” He seemed to be a bit upset over the topic;you simply hummed in response and cupped his cheeks with your hands, affectionately rubbing your thumb against his cheeks, earning you a soft churr of approval.
“Is this about you being a turtle?”
You took his silence as confirmation.
“Did you know that I love you?”
At your confession, he sputtered and glanced away, afraid to meet your eyes with his own. You smiled as his cheeks turned into that rose color you love.
“Ye-…yeah…I know.”
If you thought Donnie was the one who stuttered and crushed like a schoolgirl, you’d be right. But he wasn’t the only one.
Leo slithered his three fingered hand on your chest, softly kneading the soft flesh's warmth. You glide your hand from his cheek and down to his hand, awkwardly entwining your fingers together.
“You know,” you began as Leo groaned in false annoyance, “I now have a pet turtle.”
Leo crinkled his snout and squinted his eyes in confusion before blushing brightly and burying his face in your chest.
“…You’re cruel.”
“So I’ve been told.”
You run your fingers over his smooth head, drawing hearts and other shapes into him to soothe him. He churred softly in response, trying to stuffle his sounds of comfort in embarrassment.
“I like the sounds you make, Leo. Why not just let them happen?”
“Because then it means…well…I’m not exactly human.”
“Yeah?”
He scoffed.
“You know what I mean.”
“That you’re a turtle? I’d have to be pretty stupid to not notice until now. Maybe that’s something you should take up with Casey, he’s not the brightest tool in the shed.”
He looks away, eyes hooded over. You sigh.
“If I wanted a human for a boyfriend, I’d easily go for one, but I want you Leo.” You pause, letting your words sink in. “I don’t want anyone else. I love you. If you think I want a “normal” relationship, then don’t I already have it?”
“Plus,” you rambled, “I’ve got like a super strong ninja boyfriend who fights aliens and literal monsters who also loves me, and I love him.”
“…You mean it?”
“I mean it.”
Leo shifted in the bed to hold you in a more comfortable position, and you chuckled and clung to him the moment he got into position.
It’s a better night with you in his arms, he mused.
“So…do you have a tail like an actual turtle?”
“….You ruined the moment.”
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2012 leo x reader-
As the leader or the team, Leo tended to be more focused in leading and less interested in other ‘lesser’ hobbies. So it’s a bit of a surprise when you find a romance novel underneath his pillow.
aka, boy fail cringe leo (affectionate) also i wrote this like in 40 minutes so apologies for bad writing
As the appointed leader, Leo tried to be serious and mature about his role;with no help from his brothers. Strong, calm, confident, stoic and mature was what he was supposedly was. Unfortunately, anyone that knew him for more than a few minutes would know that he is none of these things. At least to a certain extent.
Truth is, Leo…was a big fat nerd. No surprise there. He liked watching space heroes and often gushed about it to the nearest living creature, giving them new meaningless memories and a massive headache. He liked making stupid jokes and god awful puns. It was honestly sorta cute to you.
What was a surprise was the book that was underneath his pillow. You technically weren’t supposed to be going through his things, but he technically should’ve given back that black cat plushie you let him borrow for Halloween. Picking up the book, you glance over the title.
‘The Man and the Moon.’
From the looks of it, it was a romance novel.
…Leo? Leon? Leonardo? Fearless?
You never pegged him for the type to read romance books, hell, you never pegged him for the type to read things other than Japanese literature or comic books.
‘A classic romance novel tells the story of two star-crossed lovers, Max and Luna - both literally and figuratively. Max is a successful businessman who has dedicated his entire life to making his dreams come true, and Luna is a quiet and mysterious woman who seems to have a special connection with the moon. Despite coming from different backgrounds, Max and Luna quickly find themselves drawn to each other, and they must navigate the rocky terrain of love and discover the true meaning of happiness.’
You read as you skimmed over the summarization of the novel. It seemed like a good read! But, if you talked to Leo about your little discovery, you’d probably be in for another classic Leo Lecture about not snooping. Again, it was fair in your humble opinion.
And if you shared this information with his brothers, he would be ridiculed and mocked by his brothers, despite them having weirder hobbies. Aka, Mikey and his weird obsession with boiling pizza. Ah, brotherly love.
You made a mental note on the book and carefully stored it away underneath Leo’s soft pillow.
He doesn’t need to know.
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Leo seemed to be busy more often than usual, with the lame excuse of being occupied with meditation and training in his room.
Which was a bummer since tonight was a movie night with everyone. Raph, Mikey, Donnie, April and even Casey were here!
You huffed and sat on the floor in front of Mikey who was sitting on the couch.
“So, what shitty slasher flick are we watching tonight?”
Raph grinned menacingly while holding a dvd and standing in front of the television.
“It’s not a slasher film, god knows Mikey would have nightmares again. Not that I’m against the idea of Mikey suffering, but I don’t want to have to let him sleep in my bed again.”
Mikey cheered from the back,
“I knew you cared about me! See, Casey? Raph likes me more than you.”
Casey frowned and groaned.
“C'mon! Do we really have to watch a baby version of scary movies?! What happened to entertainment and morality?”
“I’m surprised you know the word, ‘morality’”, teased April.
“Nah, I think he’s just throwing out random words and hoping that one of them will make sense. Remember when he said that we should ‘photosynthesis’ and ‘equilibrium’ with the enemy?”, you add mockingly, “You almost made Donnie pop a blood vessel.”
Speaking of Donnie, he rushed right through his lab door carrying multiple blueprints and plans for whatever new project he was working on.
“Hey four eyes! Gonna join us for crappy baby's first horror flick?”
“Why do you call me four eyes, Casey? I’ve never even worn glasses before, so why would you nickname me something that doesn't make any sense?”
“Easy.”, started Casey, “Glasses make you a nerd. YOU are a nerd without glasses, therefore you need glasses since you’re a nerd.”
“Casey connecting the dots? Hell must’ve flown over and pigs must’ve learnt to fly.”, you snickered.
After a whole debate between Donnie and Casey, the pizza was brought by Mikey and the rest of the snacks were laid on the floor by April and Raph. Monthly movie nights were truly a miracle.
But, there’s something missing.
“Where’s Leo?”, Mikey questioned while taking a disgustingly large bite of his pizza.
“Fearless? Eh, he’s probably in the dojo training like always.”
“Probably, but usually everyone joins for these types of things! Do you think he’s training or doing something else?”
“If you care so much why don’t you ask him for yourself, [Name]?”, Raph says, really not caring about anything else other than the movie that he picked.
You grumble and reluctantly head over to Leo’s room, hoping that he wasn’t doing teenage boy activities. Ugh.
You considered knocking on his door, but then you remembered the plushie he never returned and slammed the door open.
Leo scrambled off the bed and onto the ground, holding a familiar book before throwing it off into the distance, praying you didn’t see. He chuckled nervously while leaning suspiciously on his bed.
“Oh! Hey, [Name]…! Uh…do you need something?”
He seemed so anxious and nervous…it was actually kinda cute! It’s like you have two little creatures on your shoulder, each one trying to give you a way to navigate this whole situation.
‘Leave him alone and give him space! That’s the nice thing to do.’, says the one on your right shoulder.
‘Get the book and make fun of him!!!’, giggles the one on your left shoulder.
…it’s obvious who won.
“What were you reading, Leo?” You ask with a teasing grin, watching him squirm under your gaze.
“Oh…uh me? Uhm…comic books! Yeah comic books! I was reading a really weird part so that’s why I was surprised when you came in and…”
Whatever other words that were being soren from him was ignored, you only think about how oddly adorable it was.
You glance at where the book was hastily hidden and chuckled.
“What comic was it?”
Before Leo could make another desperate and obvious lie, you quickly snatched up the book from where he tossed it and read the title. It was the same one as before.
“The Man and the Moon?”, you teased.
“That isn’t mine! April just asked me to hold on to it for her!”, he blushed as he tried to regain his confidence and composure.
“Cmon, Leo, we both know you can’t lie to save your shell.”
He paused and looked away, blushing furiously and fidgeting with his fingers. You sighed and took his hand.
“Hey.”, you look into his eyes. “I pinky swear that I won’t tell your brothers. You know how they are.”, you think back to the time Raph was found playing a dating simulator, and how the bickering lasted for weeks.
“Plus,”, you continued, “it’s not the worst thing you've ever done.”
“…You don’t think it’s weird?”, he asked cautiously.
“Why would it be weird? Like, people read romance all the time.”
“But, y’know…I’m a guy…and a mutant turtle…and well…”
You shrugged and climbed onto his bed, leaning against his plastron once you had sat down next to him.
“Romance is nice, I guess. It’s just another genre in a variety of genres.”, you felt and heard his heart thump faster as he gulped nervously.
“So…”, You started, “Are you gonna go to movie night or what?”
Leo’s eyes widened as he seemed to have a revelation.
“The movie! Crap, I forgot about that!”
shitpost with future leo
also I need to be working on requests oops
-he likes reading romance novels and has a stash of them hidden in between his bed and the wall!
-when first starting a relationship with you, he’s somewhat reserved and awkward despite having known you for a long while before.
-he’s a mutant turtle living in the sewers without human interaction for 15 years, can you blame the guys for thinking he’d never have a girlfriend?
-when alone with you, he’s more open and willing to reciprocate affection, often making corny jokes to alleviate his anxiety.
-it was somewhat obvious to everyone about his crush on you since he tended to be shyer and more tense around you (bullied by his brothers 24/7 yes even DONNIE).
-Leo often confides in you with most of his problems and conflicts, just like how he does with Splinter.
-His leader side comes out when planning date nights and other romantic scenes, he wants to impress you and give you the image of someone composed and calm (he’s not). A bit of a control freak over it, it’s a bit endearing.
-he tries to take reign of the relationship, but acts like an idiot when you give him any form of positive affirmation.
-whenever he’s nervous about his relationship with you, his mind goes to ‘what would captain Ryan do?’. Granted it did earn him an absolutely horrifying version of you berating him once so he turned it down.
-don’t let him cook!!! He threw water on a small oil fire once and he was demoted to being to watch you cook from a distance (20 feet).
-he pulls his weight by always washing the dishes afterwards, you’d consider him a male wife if he wasn’t so shit at cooking.
-you both have cooking dates, meaning you give Leo basic tasks like cutting the vegetables or setting up the table while you narrate the steps on how to make the meal you’re cooking at the moment.
-he loved it when you made a rice omelet for him and when he tried to teach you how to use some ketchup to write kanji on it.
-since he’s a turtle, he’s cold blooded (obviously), and so he likes to get warm by using you as his personal heater and pillow.
-he likes being the little spoon and being coddled when he’s anxious and worried about the future and the safety of his family.
-he’s obsessed with his Japanese heritage and reads Japanese literature and poetry, also knows more Japanese out of all of his brothers.
- Leo is a somewhat traditional type of person, and believes in chivalry. He is a bit old-fashioned in his views of gender roles, and sees himself as the protector and provider for you.
- he still respects your independence and ability to take care of yourself. He doesn't try to control you, he knows that you can take care of yourself, but he often gets worried which causes him to try and control some aspects of your life.
- While Leo is comfortable with taking on a more feminine role, he still values traditional masculinity and feels the need to protect you above all.
-tries to imitate the actions of the man in some of the romantic movies he’s seen, a bit desperate to please you.
random sketches of Leo and reader in my story on ao3 + readers mutant form i swear I’ll actually try and post something decent one day
random sketch/comic I made in 10 minutes while practicing drawing the 2012 turtles
Walking down in a alleyway in New York was aparently the next big way to turn into a semihuman flesh eating creature with a boxcutter knife sticking out of your forehead and your arms. It was also apparently a way to get tangled with 4 teenage turtle boys who are aparently ninjas and some ginger chick with a missing daddy.
In all honesty, the first mistake was even being in New York the first place.
Raph : Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes...
Raph : ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.
Donnie: ...That took an unexpected turn.
Mikey : So did their neck.
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Raph: Schrödinger’s cat is overrated. If you wanna see something that’s both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.
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Leo: Um, Raph, why are you pretending I'm this guy's family?
Raph: We need money!
Leo: You're scamming him?
Raph: I was thinking more like flat-out stealing from him?
Leo: What?! No way!
Raph: Why not? We already stole [Name]!
[Name]: Hey guys.
Leo: No, we didn't. [Name] can think and talk for themselves, they can do whatever they want.
[Name]: I wanna steal.
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[Name]: Am I in trouble?
Leo: Take a guess.
[Name]: No?
Leo: Take another guess.
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[Name]: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.
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Raph: Okay, can we all stop saying stupid shit for a moment, please?!
Donnie : Alright.
Mikey: Hey, I-
Raph: SHUT UP!
Mikey: I HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED MY SENTENCE!!
Donnie : It was bound to be stupid.
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Mikey, holding out a cookie for [Name]: Look! This ones a heart, that’s how I feel about you!
[Name]: *Ugly crying*
Mikey, holding out another cookie for Donnie : This ones like Michigan, that’s how I feel about you!
Donnie , throwing his hands in the air: What does that mean?!
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Raph: I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.
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Mikey: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Raph: Wasn’t [Name] with you?
[Name]: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised
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Chaos, I'm fully blaming you- I screamed and stimmed so much last night from the Anastasia chapter I thought I was dying-
It's unhealthy the amount of love I have for the disaster twins.
#BLAMECHAOS
ROTTMNT Leo
Sleepy! Leo x GN! Reader
Fluff/Character comfort
This takes place after the events of the Kraang invasion. Idk why but TMNT been a recent hype fixation (I blame Chaos), and I've just been wanting to write for it until I start getting requests! Much Love!
-Writer Icy<3
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The sound of distant explosions echoed through Leo's mind as he tossed and turned in his sleep. The Kraang invasion replayed vividly in his nightmare: the city in ruins, his brothers fighting valiantly but being overwhelmed, the despair that had clawed at his heart. Raph being taken and Kraang possessed, Donnie's broken battle shell, Mikey's tears- He jolted awake, gasping for breath, his chest heaving with the remnants of panic. It felt real.
For a moment, Leo lay still, staring at the ceiling of his room, trying to shake off the nightmare. The familiar surroundings did little to comfort him, and the images of the invasion lingered in the corners of his mind. Deciding he needed a distraction, he quietly slipped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen.
The apartment was silent, having stayed with his s/o for the night, the only sound being the gentle hum of the refrigerator. Leo flicked on the coffee maker, watching as it gurgled to life, the rich aroma of brewing coffee filling the air. He leaned against the counter, rubbing his eyes, trying to shake off the residual fear.
As he poured himself a cup, he heard soft footsteps approaching. He turned to see his s/o, their hair slightly tousled from sleep, padding out of his room. They gave him a sleepy smile before wrapping their arms around him from behind, resting their head against his shell.
"Leo, what are you doing up?" Y/n murmured, their voice soft and concerned.
He forced a smile, trying to play it off. "Just couldn't sleep. Figured I'd make some coffee."
They didn't buy it. They never did. With a gentle but firm tug, y/n pulled him away from the counter, guiding him back to the living room. They sat down on the couch, patting the spot beside them. "Come on, talk to me."
Reluctantly, Leo sat down, his shoulders slumping. Y/n rubbed his shell comfortingly, their touch soothing the tension that had built up in his muscles. "Was it a nightmare?" they asked, their voice barely above a whisper.
He nodded, not trusting himself to speak just yet. Y/n continued to rub his shell, their touch grounding him, bringing him back to the present. "The Kraang invasion," he finally admitted, his voice hoarse. "I keep seeing it... hearing it."
Y/n pulled him closer, letting him rest his head on their shoulder. "You don't have to go through this alone, Leo. I'm here for you."
He sighed, the weight of the nightmare beginning to lift as he felt their warmth, their steady presence. "It's just... it was so real. I thought we were going to lose everything."
"But you didn't," Y/n reminded him gently. "You and your brothers fought back. You saved the city. You saved each other."
He nodded again, feeling a bit more at ease. "I know. It's just hard to forget."
Y/n held him tighter, their hand still rubbing soothing circles on his shell. "I understand. But you don't have to carry this burden by yourself. We're a team, remember?"
A small smile tugged at his lips. "Yeah, we are."
Y/n kissed the top of his head before leaning back, coaxing him to lie down with them on the couch. "Let's try to get some more sleep, okay? We'll face whatever comes next together."
As he nestled against them, feeling their heartbeat steady and strong beneath his cheek, the remnants of the nightmare finally began to fade. Their presence was a balm to his troubled mind, and he let himself relax, the tension melting away.
With their gentle touch and reassuring words, Leo found himself drifting back to sleep, the nightmare banished by the warmth and love of the one who held him close.
hola!! i saw ur requests were open, and this is kinda my first time making one, so i’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense lmfao TvT
could i maybe request rise! leo with a gn! s/o who has one of those really wheezy, contagious laughs? i happen to laugh like that a lot, and my friends always tease me for it, so i thought it would make a really fluffy x reader idea lol
if you don’t wanna write this, it’s completely fine! have a great day/night :)
— 🍉
FINALLY trying to write again and let me first say that i am SO SORRY this was so late... I hope this makes up for the wait!
Leo is already a pretty giggly guy
He loves to laugh and he loves to make other people laugh; it's kind of his thing
But man... Call it corny but out of everyone else, he loves hearing your laugh the most
Everytime you start laughing, best bet he follows suit
Like when you laugh, it's immediately followed up by his
He always side eyes you with this silly grin before he starts laughing along with you
Sometimes, you guys even laugh in sync! It's kind of impressive, actually-
Makes 10x more bad jokes when you're around in hopes one of them will make you laugh
You can tell he's doing it for you because he keeps glancing at you when he does it
Bro is not subtle at all HAHSAHS
Donnie is so sick of him. The villains are probably sick of him too, because of the amount of puns he keeps making in the middle of battle-
Even if you aren't there and he makes a pun, he'd pause and go
"Ooh, that was a nice one! Hey, you think Y/n would find that funny?"
He has entire file of puns inside his brain SPECIFICALLY to use when with you
Would affectionately tease you about your laugh
As in he'd call you the STUPIDEST nicknames ever
Stuff like "Squeaky chair" or "Dying dolphin" or "Tea kettle" or something equally as dumb
God he'd probably call you Wheezer. Like the band.
"It's the perfect nickname, what are you talking about? See, it's cuz your laugh is wheezy and I'm blue, and you know what else is Wheezy and blue?"
Leo just likes seeing you happy in general, honestly
Will always, always tell you how much he loves hearing your laugh
He is your own personal stand up comedian <33
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Oof, it's been a while since I've written any ROTTMNT character... I hope I characterized Leo okay here! Again, so sorry for the long ass wait- I hope you like this!
I was halfway done before most of this got deleted. I am going to scream cry and convulse on the floor. As it's way to late for me to be awake rn, I'll just do this in two parts, for the sake of my sanity </33
I know for a fact that most of us are probably gonna be spending this Valentine's alone, reading fanfic, and honestly same. But let's imagine for a second that that isn't the case.
GN reader, romantic, crushing/pining, fluff
flabbergasted
like that's his initial reaction
i imagine that you guys would just be chilling in the lair, talking, and you slip out that you might be spending valentine's alone
he goes "oh, okay!" before he double takes and says
"wait- really?"
he honestly thought that you would've had a date for valentine's this year
because like... why wouldn't you? you're so attractive, and charming, and lovable, who wouldn't want to date you?
no matter how you feel about being alone (unbothered, sad, etc etc) raph will do everything he can to make you feel better
you don't deserve to be alone! no one does!
so he proudly states that "if you don't have anyone to spend the day with, then raph'll spend it with you! there! now you won't be alone anymore."
he says this all with this big smile
doesn't realize that he basically just asked to be your date
you realize it tho
ofc, you say yes, because who can say no to raph?
and raph just nods to himself, proud, before he processes what he just said
oh. he just scored a date with you.
jaw drops at this realization. OH. HE JUST SCORED A DATE. WITH YOU.
BY ACCIDENT??
vows to make this the best valentine's you'll ever experience
it might be hard, being a giant turtle and all, but by pizza supreme is he gonna try his best anyways
bro you didn't even tell him this information
he literally eavesdropped on your conversation with april while he was nearby
pretends to be really engrossed in whatever he was doing while he strains to listen to what you guys are saying
is also confused when he finds out. according to his statistics, you have plenty of qualities that make you attractive. so why are you spending valentine's alone?
forgets that the data he used to make said statistics are based off of his experiences with you. He then considers that maybe not everybody got butterflies in their stomach whenever you were around
BRO HAD TO REMIND HIMSELF THAT NOT EVERYONE HAD A CRUSH ON YOU LMAO
when april leaves the room, he internally goes aha! an opportunity! and tries to make a move
he acts cool as he talks to you, but don't be fooled, he is internally combusting
not so subtly suggests that you should spend valentine's in the lair with him instead of being alone. tells you that not all love is romantic, and as... friends... you guys have a right to celebrate today as well
damn he is not making this easier on himself
of course, his brothers and april are gonna be there too!! obviously!!
you get to spend time with all of them.
... mostly with donnie, though. especially with donnie.
if you agree, he'd say "perfect! shall we call it a date, then?"
say yes. the look on his face and the growing blush on his cheeks is so worth it