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Hello! I was wondering if you could write fluff of 2012 Leo x male reader? If you don’t mind my personal hc of Leo being demiromantic…
Basically Mikey befriends a guy who skateboards and works in a convenience store. One day the turtle want something (maybe food or whatever) so Mikey suggests they swing by. Reader has an alternative style (metal) but is really sweet and empathetic. Leo thinks he’s cool, and over the course of a time, they become close. Then one day Leo just comes to the snap that- “oh shit I like guys and I like THIS guy.”
Maybe him crushing or how he feels or how he confesses and acts in the relationship! Sorry if the prompt too specific but this would be great if you don’t mind! :]
Okay I love Leo, he's been a childhood favorite from 2012 :')
Plus, the demiromantic HC was perfect<33
I hope this serves justice for him and the request, its adorable!
"New Sensation"
2012! Leo x M!Reader
Leonardo didn’t notice it at first.
Honestly, how could he? The guy was Mikey’s new “totally rad” friend who worked the night shift at the corner store and skated better than Casey (which Casey vehemently denied). He had chipped black nail polish, a spiked wristband, a soft spot for abandoned cats, and played doom metal through his earbuds at criminal decibels.
Leo wrote him off as another of Mikey’s whirlwind social finds.
But then… the guy smiled.
Not at Leo, at first — at Mikey. The kind of smile that didn’t demand attention, it just had it. Open and easy, like someone who saw the world a little darker than most but still chose to meet it with warmth anyway.
That’s when Leo started… noticing.
It started simple. Leo would tag along when Mikey made his “snack runs” after patrol, insisting he just didn’t want Mikey to blow their cover. But he always found himself lingering when they talked. You asked Leo questions no one else did — not about ninja stuff, but about his sword, his name, his reading habits, his opinions on stoicism vs Zen. You listened when he answered.
You were surprisingly gentle for someone with a bullet belt and battle vest. And Leo found himself relaxing around you more than he expected. Enough that when he wasn’t on patrol, he caught himself thinking:
"Wonder if he’s working tonight."
Weeks passed. Conversations deepened. Jokes got easier. Leo felt the quiet rhythm of connection start to settle between you, like the steady drip of water in the lair’s meditation room. Nothing fast. Nothing forced.
Just safe. Familiar.
Comfortable.
Until one night — a particularly bad patrol, bruises blooming under his shell and exhaustion dragging at his limbs — he climbed up to the rooftop above your store. He didn’t even realize he was heading there until he saw the back door propped open, the familiar low hum of your portable speaker playing some moody instrumental.
You were restocking shelves. Hoodie tied around your waist. Hair a mess. Leo watched for a minute.
And it hit him.
Oh.
Oh shit.
“I like him.”
And not just like. It was deeper. Specific.
He didn’t feel that way often. Maybe never. Not with girls. Not with anyone. But this? This was a tectonic shift.
He wasn’t just fond of you. He wanted to know you. To protect that crooked smile. To sit next to you in silence and still feel understood.
He liked you.
And you were a guy.
It should’ve scared him. But… it didn’t. Not really.
It just made things more real.
The Confession
It took him another month to say anything.
He trained too hard, meditated too long, avoided eye contact with you like it was a laser tripwire. But you, as always, were patient. You didn’t push. You just kept being you.
And eventually, that gave him the courage.
One night after your shift, you came up to the rooftop where he waited, legs dangling over the edge. You brought two sodas. Sat next to him like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“You okay?” you asked. “You’ve been quieter than usual.”
He turned the bottle in his hands. Avoided your eyes.
“I… I’m not great at this,” Leo admitted. “Saying how I feel.”
A pause. You didn’t interrupt. Just waited, like always.
“I didn’t think I could ever feel this way. Not about anyone, and definitely not… a guy,” he said. “But I do. About you.”
He finally looked up.
“I like you.”
You blinked. Then smiled — not the surprised kind, but the soft kind. The kind that made Leo’s chest ache.
“Yeah,” you said. “I was starting to think you might.”
Leo exhaled. Shoulders loosened. The world felt a little less sharp.
In the Relationship
Dating you wasn’t some fireworks-and-dramatics thing. It was quieter. Gentle. It was coffee after long patrols. Skate lessons at 2 AM. You making him playlists with soft guitar riffs instead of screaming vocals because you “knew he liked calm stuff.”
He wasn’t big on PDA, but he’d linger when your fingers brushed. Let his hand stay on yours longer than necessary. Sometimes, when it was just you two, he’d tuck his head on your shoulder during movie nights — not saying anything, just… breathing easier there.
And when you kissed for the first time?
It was on the rooftop. Again.
He’d been rambling about strategy. You interrupted him mid-sentence with a quiet, “Hey, Leo?”
Then you kissed him. Soft. Careful. Giving him every second to pull away. But he didn’t.
Because for the first time, being seen like that — wanted like that — didn’t make him anxious.
I'm a major fan of the 2012 tmnt and would love to see a male reader for the boys to interact with, someone tall and scary looking that's a huge teddy bear and maybe cooks or sews or something.
Hi rawstorm! This was an interesting ask to do, although I wasn't sure whether you wanted romantic or platonic though, so I did romantic, it's also a liiitle platonic, I hope you enjoy this! idk if this is even good
-Male! reader
-Dating
-Warnings: None!
-These are in the form of hcs!
-Iteration: TMNT 2012
S/o with 'Teddy Bear' Personality
(Headcannons)
Leonardo:
-When he first met you, he tried to avoid getting into your bad books
-I mean a big, tough, scary guy..what do you expect?
-But after he gets to know you, he considers you more than just a best friend
-You'd be the one whom he'd vent to about his brothers, geek out about Space Heroes
"Y/n, do you have any idea how rude and immature Raph is?"
-You, my friend, are always second in command
"Guys, I'm going into my room for a while, if you lot have any problems, ask Y/n."
".................yo Y/n, the TV's not workinggg."
-While he trusts you to take care of yourself, and others too, he still probably worries a whole freaking lot when you're 1 minute past curfew, aka, he's too overprotective
"Y/N, WHERE WERE YOU? WHY ARE YOU SO LATE?"
".......Leo, it's only 9:01"
-When he sees you again, he gives you a hug and forces lets you watch Space Heroes with him
-He's practically banned from the kitchen, so whenever you cook for him, he wants to spoil you like hell
-And if you made him a special meal? Well, in that case, he's looking at you with such love you might actually start to feel a bit flustered.
-If the rest of the team teases you, he'll call them out ,like, after just one word comes out of their mouth
"Y/n, dude, are you gonna-"
"Shut it, Raph"
"What the hell Leo, I didn't ev-"
"I said shut it"
-He sometimes gets jealous when you make/cook/sew for the others
-He absolutely loves it when you're soft around him
-He also likes drinking tea with you
-While he's definitely not the best at cooking, he's great at making tea
"Y/n, I made you some tea, do you want it?"
Raphael:
-When he first met you, he so wanted to fight you
-To be honest, he was probably the only one who didn't try to bother being on good terms with you
-If you annoyed him, you annoyed him
"Listen here big guy, I'm GONNA SHOVE YOUR THROAT DOWN YOUR-"
"Raph!"
-But like Casey, he eventually accepted you as a friend
-But you, unlike Casey, were much nicer
-Sometimes Raph prefers you over Casey
-He will tease you infinitely, for your hobbies and your personality
"Grandma, I can't find my cards 😜"
"🙄"
-But dw, he's only teasing! He actually admires you, with your skills of cooking and sewing and cleaning
-And if anyone else were to tease you? Well, I think that person's probably gone to the hospital 💀
-He likes to join you when you're cooking, and help you out here and there
"How much sugar, Y/n?"
"2 teaspoons"
-He also trains with you, a lot
-If you already know how to fight, you're his go-to guy
"Y/n, ya wanna train?"
-If you don't know how to fight, then he'll help you
-With the price of baking cookies for him, lmao
"Not like that, Y/n! You look like Mikey right now."
"HEY, I HEARD THAT"
-Like Leo, this guy will stay with you and read you his comics after patrols.
-You're about the only one whom he shows his soft side too,
-I headcannon that he probably sews too, so many hours of sewing and talking
"Y/n, do ya ever wonder how I'd be if I never met you?"
".................."
"I'd be a lowly miserable idiot"
-Yes, he would.
Donatello:
-This guy's already gonna avoid you.
-You kinda remind him of Raph at first glance
-But after getting to know you, you're so dear to him, it's disgusting
-He loves seeing you become soft, it makes him wanna hug you so tight
-And he's not even that affectionate, (not that he isn't affectionate tho, mind you, but he's less than Mikey ,ykw I mean?)
-He loves it when you challenge Raph, physically or verbally, especially if it's in his favour.
-Sometimes Donnie will ramble, and ramble, and you'll just listen to him with such a happy smile, while not having a single clue on what he's going on about, just saying, uh huh, got it.
-Donnie loves it when you show him your 'teddy bear self', when you'll just randomly come up to him and start hugging him
-His brain is so fried then
".....Y/n?"
"Just hugging you."
"........I love you so much 💜💜"
-Sometimes, if he isn't sleeping, you'll make some tea, and just switch it with his regular coffee
-On the topic of tea, Donnie completely supports and hardly ever makes fun of you for your hobbies. And when I say support, I MEAN support. Like , this guy is so, so, sooo freaking supportive.
-He creates these little gadgets and gizmos to help you with cooking. And he def put a lot of thoughts into these
"And I present to you.....the multi-sponing machine! A multi-purpose spoon with spatulas, spoons, teaspoons, e.t.c."
"😮🤩💜 Donnie........."
-If anyone teases you, he'll come with a 150 slide presentation on why there is no need for any teasing, and why that person should actually admire you.
"Y/n dude, ya really need to get a life."
"🙄"
"..............sit down Casey, *pulls out said presentation* I shall explain to you matter-of-factly why Y/n's hobbies and skilks make him so valuable."
"................"
Michaelangelo:
-Dude is hyper excited
-Literally hyper excited
-Like ,he did worry a biit that you were like Raph,
"Mikey,can you ask Y/n for his comics?"
"Leooooo, why mee? He's probably gonna punch me!"
- but after that day you sewed him an adorable sweater, he has pretty different opinions on you!
"Here Mikey, I made you this sweater incase you felt cold ☺"
"Really? Thank you, thank you, thank youuuuu!"
-He is soo amazed by your skillz, he's practicay begging you to teach him
"Pleeeasee Y/n? Preettyy pleaasssseee?"
-He will always join you when you cook, giving little ideas, while also making some of his own concoctions.
-And he absolutely loves it when you two cook for each other.
-He'll make some of your favorite dishes, but it's mikeyfied. It's got orange heart, (always!) while adding a few petals of a flower, (unless ofc you're allergic, in that case, he's making flowers out of the frosting)
-And when you cook for him? He's gonna praise it like hell, and tell you so many compliments, it'll make your head spin
"OH MY GOD Y/NNN, I LOVE ITTT, YOU'RE THE BEST COOK EVERRR! YOU'RE REALLY REALLY REALLY AWESOME! SHAKESPEARE COULD NEVER DEFEAT YOU!"
"Uhh, Mikey, Shakespeare is known for his writing, not for his cooking..."
"................HE'S STILL NUMBER 0 BESIDE YOU!"
-He also likes to make his brothers jealous sometimes
-And if anyone were to tease you about your hobbies? Mikey'd embarass them right back
"Y/n, really? You spent 8 hours.....ON A BLANKET??"
"...................................Stop itt Raph, atleast it's better than looking like Darth Vader all day."
"..............."
-Piggyback rides are a must, where you just carry him on your shoulders and he squeals and cheers like a lil kid, it's adorable
-He also sometimes asks you to act as a shield for him, mainly from Raph.
And it's impossible to say no with those big, puppy dog eyes of his.
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Bill Cipher Headcanons
Bill in Prison
Equally Obsessed Reader
Hate, Hate, Hate
Yandere Bill Cipher Headcanons
Yandere! Ford vs Yandere! Bill
Jealous/Yandere Bill Headcanons
Reverse Pine Twins
Rev! Pine Twins vs Pine Twins
Keep You Here [Pt II]
Pine Twins
Rev! Pine Twins vs Pine Twins
Monster Fall AU
Monster Falls [Pt II]
Dipper Pines
Aged Up! Dipper Pines
Romantic Headcanons
Reader who can Jump Dimensions
Stan Pines
Teen! Stan & Ford Pines Headcanons
Monster Fall AU
Lost in Town [Pt I]
Stan Pines Headcanons
Yandere! Stan Pines Headcanons
Ford Pines
Teen! Stan & Ford Pines Headcanons
Monster Fall AU
College Ford w/ Painter Reader
Yandere! Ford Headcanons
Yandere! Ford vs Yandere! Bill
Stanford Gleeful Headcanons
Enemies 2 Friends to Something More*
Hot & Sweaty * [^PT II]
Good Morning
I Can't Have You*
Peanuts
Schroeder
Schroeder Headcanons
Phineas and Ferb
Jeremy Johnson
Jeremy Johnson Headcanaons
Ferb Fletcher
Ferb is quiet as a mouse
Fairly Oddparents
Periwinkle 'Peri' Fairywinkle-Cosma
Peri Headcanons
Human Reader
More Peri x Human Reader Headcanons
Peri x Toothfairy!GN! Reader
Warnings: None(?)(( Let me know if I need to put any!))
Word Count: 4,276
Chapter Four: Follow You
Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3
August 20. 10:23 pm.
“So, how’s school going for you, Y/N?” The question is one I’ve been asked thousands of times before, all from John, and all usually around the same time; but coming from Ms. Taylor’s comforting voice doesn't fill me with unnecessary anger. I take a bite of the reheated spaghetti and look up at her. She sits across from me at the small dining table, and Gage sits on my left, his gaze and focus on his food. Part of me wishes he were focused on me, but the other part knows it’s selfish to think that way- even when I can’t get them out of my head. “It’s going fine, thanks. So far, the work’s been pretty easy and I’ve got enough friends to enjoy it.” It’s only partially a lie. I have enough friends for me, though I’m sure three- maybe four now that I’ve properly met Stacy- isn’t what anyone else would consider “enough friends.”
She smiles at me, her lips now wiped clean from the red lipstick she adorned earlier. She’s not eating with us, only drinking sips of her red wine. Gage told me this is normal if she’s gone out; sitting at the dinner table and chatting with him about his day and what he’s thinking, even if she already ate. It’s such a nice thing to do, and on days where I mope wishing John could’ve been better, or wishing I had a better dad in general, I could see myself wanting this with him- or with a better parent- or maybe Mom. If she were still here, would she have stayed with him? If she did, would she still stay even after he started losing his memory? Would he be a better person if she were with us?
I shake the thoughts from my head, focusing back onto my plate in front of me. I can’t cry in front of her again, and I definitely can’t in front of Gage. “That’s good to hear. I’m glad you have good friends to hang out with.” She smirks as she glances at Gage, then back at me. “And a boyfriend.” Gage’s head snaps up to her, his face all pink. How sweet. “Mom! I told you he’s not my boyfriend.” He argues, though not strongly, his face turning brighter with the words he speaks. She just smiles and giggles. “Mhmm, whatever you say, baby.” She leans over and places a kiss on his cheek, to which he leans away from. “Momm, please,” He spluttered, exasperated. She just peppers kisses all over his cheek, ignoring him. I can’t help the smile that creases my lips, watching them silently. I can see how he could be embarrassed by her, but really, he’s so lucky to have a mom like her. She giggles and pulls away. “Fine, fine.” She readjusts in her seat, a proud smile tugging at her lips. Gage lets his messy bangs fall over his face, though his hair’s not long enough to cover the smile that mirrors his mothers.
August 20. 11:12 pm.
After dinner, Gage practically drags me up the stairs with him, his hand never loosening its grasp on mine. His mom only smiles at us as we go, which makes a blush rise up my neck and into my cheeks. As he leads me to his room, I can’t help but smile. He’s gotten more confident with me, I can tell. God, why does that make me feel the way it does? I shut the door behind me and he reaches his arm past me, twisting the lock as he looks up at me. I smirk down at him, his beautiful sage colored eyes gazing into mine. My smirk softens into a smile and he seems to notice, a light pink tint grazing his cheeks, his nose, the tips of his ears.
The buzz of the alcohol has worn down by now, having been a few hours ago; but nonetheless, the adrenaline I feel right now is almost unbearable. In one swift motion, I wrap my arms around his waist and hoist him up into my arms. He squeaks and his legs wrap instinctively around my hips, his arms around my neck. I press my lips up against his, him responding in kind; kissing me back almost as passionately, though I can still feel the shyness of it. I waste no time in carrying him to his bed, laying him in it and breaking the kiss. His eyelids flutter open, his green eyes dark in the dim light; the only light being the deep, navy blue lamp on his bedside table. I need him.
His limbs never tear away from me, and they pull me onto him, as he gazes up at me with those fucking eyes. The way he’s looking at me now is something I’ve desperately wanted for years. He’s so fucking addicting. I kick my shoes off, letting them fall wherever. He watches me intently with an undeniable blush grazing his soft, delicate features as I sit up in his lap and pull my shirt up and off of me. I throw it on the floor, keeping eye contact with the boy underneath me. I can feel him already, a pulsing feeling against my leg and I don’t even try to hide the smile that makes its way onto my face. I lean down to kiss his neck, some of the strands of my hair falling and brushing against him.
“Please, Y/N.” He whispers, his voice a tad higher than usual. I look up at him. Fuck, did I go too far? I got so caught up in the feeling of him; the feeling of just being with him, that I didn’t pay enough attention to what he may be feeling. “Everything alright, Gage?” I ask, bringing my head up a bit so I can look down at him comfortably. He glances up at the ceiling, resting his head down on the pillow. “I..I think so. I just…” he hesitates, and I can feel the nauseating wave of guilt wash over me. I chew on my bottom lip, but I don’t tear the skin as much as I’d like to. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
The heat in my cheeks spreads to my ears and I feel so uncomfortably hot. I sit up, still in his lap, but giving him space if he so wants it. “I-I’m sorry. I should’ve asked before I-” “No. Don’t do that.” He rises to sit up, his full focus on me; with his hands sliding down my arms to intertwine his fingers with mine. “I…I want everything you’ve done, and everything you want to do.” His face can’t get any redder, so evident under the blue light. I feel the relief flood over me, drowning out the guilt from before. His eyes drop to the floor, but he brings them back up just as quickly as he dropped them. “I want you, Y/N, but not just like this.” He mutters, leaning his forehead against mine. I can feel his breath against my lips this way. “Are you saying..you want to go out with me?” I ask, and the question is one I’ve never asked before.
Despite sleeping with people in the past, I’ve never actually been on a date. I’ve gone out with people, sure, but they never saw me as anything but a friend; or a toy to use for sex and nothing more. The thought of going out with Gage runs through my mind, and my body reacts; my heartbeat thrums in my ears, a repetitive thump, thumping sound; my stomach feels like it's churning- but not in the bad way I’ve grown so accustomed to. He smiles his sweet little smile and I can’t deny the way it makes me feel so nervous. “Yes, Y/N. I’ve wanted to for months, maybe a year now.” I smile sheepishly.
Oh, yeah. I forgot Gage had his eyes on me for months before he got the courage to talk to me. I can’t believe I didn’t notice him before, but I guess it makes sense; we both prefer to stand on the sidelines, unnoticed by the crowd. I just wish I had noticed him sooner. “Then, let’s go on a date.” I speak nervously. The words are foreign coming from my mouth. I’ve never been asked out before, and never asked anyone else out either. He adjusts to sit up straighter, and I slide off of his lap, sitting in front of him, though his hands never break from mine. “I’d love that.” He shakes his hair out from behind his ears, his bangs covering his eyes; but I catch the sudden color in his face. He’s still so nervous around me, as I am with him. I laugh; a real laugh that makes me feel so light.
He smiles, a wide and open smile. “What?” He asks and I shake my head, still laughing. “I just..I don’t think I’ve liked anyone the way I like you before.” I squeeze his hands, warm in mine. He flushes and giggles. “I could say the same to you, lover.” Lover. The pet name leaves me feeling so fuzzy. My stomach feels like it's doing somersaults. I close the small gap between us, pressing my lips against his in a way I haven’t with anyone before him. I can feel him smile through the kiss, and I smile too.
August 21. 1:24 am.
“Wait, you’re telling me with all of those bands you like, you’ve never been to a concert before?” Gage asks as he sips his tea, sitting in a booth opposite from mine. I shake my head. “Nope. I mean- I wish I had of course, but…” I gaze at the floor of the dimly lit 24-hour cafè. “I’ve just never had the money for it when they do come here.” A lie. I hate to lie, especially to people I actually give a shit about- but really, there’s no way around it with the way I have to live. I don’t want to drop my shitty situation onto him, so it’s so much easier- nicer- to lie.
He nods. “I get that. Where’d you say you work again?” He wonders aloud, tilting his head. I take a bite of the semi-warm chocolate chip cookie in my hand. “Library. I’m the assistant,” I place the cookie down. “Y’know, putting books back where they belong and shit.” He smiles sweetly, and I can’t help but to smile too. “Awh, do you like that? I know you read a lot.” I sigh, leaning against the cushiony booth behind me. I love the way he just knows stuff about me.
“I do, actually. It's good pay and when there’s nothing else to do and no people that need help, I can read.” I pick up my glass of coke and take a few sips of it. “That’s pretty cool. I’ve been wanting to get into reading lately,” his fingers tap lightly on the mug in his hands. “I just don’t really know where to start.” I perk up at that, placing my glass down. “I have a lot of books you could read!” I smile sheepishly. “The first and only piece of furniture I bought was my own bookcase. I started getting too many books, they all couldn't fit on my desk anymore,” I could feel my face heat up.
He giggles, making my face feel even warmer. “That’s..really cute actually.” I huff. “Hey, you’re supposed to be the cute one,” I argue teasingly, finishing the last bit of my cookie. He shakes his head, giggling some more before taking another sip of his tea. “You can be cute sometimes too.” I shake my head too, giving up.
We continued talking for a bit in that shabby little diner. I’m still surprised his mom let us go out so late. John doesn’t even like me going out past sundown. Even though it’s been only a week of talking to him, I think I’m starting to really like him. I can’t let myself rush into this like I usually do, though. If Gage is good for me, the last thing I want to do is mess that up. The walk back to Gage’s house is silent- a comfortable silence. His hand is warm in mine, contrast to the chill of the late summer breeze. I can’t stop smiling until we reach the door.
He takes out his keys and unlocks it, twisting the knob and pushing the door open. He smiles at me and takes my hand again as he leads me inside. I don’t smile back, my cheeks are sore from all the smiling I’ve already done. I shut and lock the door behind me. He takes me upstairs and into his room. I take off my shoes and place them neatly by his door, watching as he does the same.
I sigh as I lie down on his comfy bed. It’s much nicer than mine, soft but firm. Mine is missing springs, dents in the mattress where they should be. “I’m gonna take a shower.” I look over at Gage and he’s pulling his sweater over his head. I can’t help but smile at the sight, my cheeks screaming in protest. I’ve never seen him without it. His t-shirt hangs loosely on his thin frame, making him look smaller than he already is. “I didn’t think you could look any cuter.” I move to lay on my side, resting my head on my hand. He smiles at me, though I can see the light blush at his ears. “Shush. Do you want one after me?” I think for a bit. I probably should. “Yeah, sure. As long as I get to listen to music.” He giggles. “If you want. I won’t take long.” He takes out some clothes from his drawer, then goes to the bathroom in his room. He shuts the door and I pick up my phone. I turned it off a while ago, so I could enjoy my time with Gage.
I turn it on, chewing on my lip as I wait for the android screen to change. As soon as it does, practically a million notifications pop up. I groan, already knowing where most of them came from. I scroll through and swipe away all the missed calls and messages from John. There’s no point in responding now. I’ll send him a message in the morning. I get rid of all the youtube notifications. I don’t really feel like watching any of them. I stop when I see Xander’s name.
August 21. 12:34am.
Xander: Hey Y/N. We need to talk. Meet tmmr at 2?
I can’t help but stare wide-eyed at the message. He hasn’t texted me since…June 7th- when he asked me to come meet him at the mall with his now ex girlfriend. What is it he wants to talk about? We’ve needed to talk for the past 5 goddamn months. I swear to god, if he wants to talk about some dumb shit again, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself from blowing up on him this time.
I roll my eyes and text him back. Despite being really annoyed, I really do want to talk with him. Even if he wants to talk about dumb shit, I’ll make him listen to me.
August 21. 2:13am.
okay. where?
As I’m placing my phone down, the screen lights up again. My eyebrows furrow. Xander messaged me back already? Bitch must be desperate.
Xander: How about that bookstore you always wont shut up about?
Okay, consider me confused. He’s never wanted to go to the bookstore, let alone go somewhere that I like. I sit up, texting him back again.
works with me, but why there?
Xander: Idk. Thought youd like that ig. Could get lunch after. I’ll pay
i cant say no to free food
Xander: K. C u then
C u
I hear the sound of the door swinging open and I look over. All thoughts of Xander escape my mind as I gape at the boy by the door. “Told you I wouldn’t take long,” Gage mumbles as he dries his hair with a towel. I can feel the bite of the blush rising up my cheeks. “I didn’t doubt you.” I look back down at my phone for just a minute, clicking out of the messages app and opening my music app. I look back at him and he’s shaking his head. Adorable. I stand up, sliding my phone in my pocket. I walk over to him and he flushes as I get closer. “You look so pretty,” I smile before placing a small kiss on his lips. His face goes pink and the bathroom light illuminating his face doesn’t hide it at all. He shakes his head, his gaze dropping to the floor. “Take your shower, dummy.” He goes to the edge of his bed, kneeling down to open my backpack. I chuckle as I watch him take out my clothes. I wonder how he’d look in them.
After my shower, I look in the mirror as I dry my hair. I sigh, leaning closer to look at the deep purple lines under my eyes. They’ve been getting worse even though I’ve been getting…okay sleep. Could be stress, I guess. Or maybe it’s the nightmares finally catching up to me. I turn my gaze away, tossing the towel into the hamper by the door. I turn off the light and open the door. Gage is already in bed, his phone placed on the bedside table. He moves his arm over the blanket, lifting it up. “I’m tired. Come sleep?” I smile sheepishly and place my phone on the table next to his before sliding into bed with him.
August 21. 10:16am.
Sleeping in a bed next to Gage made the nightmare go away. I didn’t dream or anything, but that’s the best sleep I’ve gotten in a while. I look down at the boy beside me. The light peeking through his curtains bathes him in a light that makes his skin look like it’s glowing. The sight takes my breath away. I move my hand up to brush his bangs out of his face slowly, pressing my fingertips against his face. I don’t dare move anything else. I don’t want to wake him up. I let out a silent breath. I try not to think of the messages I must have from John. I need to stop letting him ruin these moments for me, especially when he’s not even fucking here.
“You like watching me sleep? Creep,” Gage murmurs, his eyes opening slowly. My face heats up. “How could I not when you look this enchanting?” I smile. He closes his eyes again, a smile of his own touching his lips. “Shut uppp,” he whines, scooching closer to me. He pushes his face into my chest, and I laugh. “Going back to sleep?” I ask as I pet his hair. He hums and it vibrates my chest, making me feel so nervous. He mumbles something against my shirt. “What was that?” I chuckle. He pulls back, groaning. “I said I guess I probably shouldn’t. You need to go home sometime today.” He stretches, and I watch him. “Doesn’t that just mean we have to spend as much time together as we can until I leave?” I smile. He huffs and looks up at me. “I guess.” He tries but fails, a smile pulling at his lips.
After we share a few more kisses, we decide to get up and get something to eat. We walk hand in hand down the sidewalk for a while. He’s taking me to his favorite breakfast place that’s just outside his neighborhood.
My gaze is on the houses as we pass them. His neighborhood is the nicest I’ve ever been in, which doesn’t say much. All my previous friends have had run-down looking houses, and the others in their neighborhoods weren’t any better. The best was always Xander’s, until he moved out of his parents’ to live in a shitty garage-turned-apartment on his own. Xander. I miss Xander. My face droops a bit at the thought of him, and the thought of seeing him later today. I think Gage notices, but if he does he doesn’t say anything. I chew on my lip. I don’t need to think about him when I’m with Gage.
He leads me up to the door of the restaurant and opens it for me. I smile. “Already opening doors for me,” I smirk smugly. “Shhhh,” He shushes, walking in after me. The restaurant is small, about five tables inside with two outside. The smell of butter, syrup, and eggs fills the air with an oddly comforting scent. I walk him over to a table with two chairs in the corner, right by the window. He sits in the chair opposite of mine, and I look out the window. From here, I can really see how nice his area is. The sidewalks on either side are free from overgrown grass and cracks in the cement; no potholes in the pavement nor broken beer cans or burnt and stomped out cigarettes. Though he doesn’t live far away from me, we’re still miles apart.
“Hi, welcome to Granny’s kitchen. What can I get you?” I turn my gaze to see a short, dark skinned girl. She looks around our age, no lines of age gracing her clear skin. Her hair is braided and tied back into a low ponytail. There’s menus already laid on the table. How was I so focused on just the outside? I pick up the menu, my eyes scanning the laminated paper quickly to find something. I feel Gage’s fingers on my hands, sliding up and down so gently I almost didn’t catch it. “We’re gonna need a bit more time. Could I get a cup of herbal tea?” I look back up at him, and though he’s speaking to her, his eyes are on me- and he’s smiling. My face flushes and I resist the all too familiar urge to pull away. The waitress nods at him then turns to me.
“And for you?” She asks. “I’ll just have water.” She offers me a small smile. “Gotcha. I’ll be back with those drinks in a bit.” She turns away and heads to the kitchen door. I look at Gage, and his fingers are tracing mine as my hands still grip the menu. I bite my lip and look down. On the menu are a selection of breakfast, lunch, and dinner options. Though I prefer dinner or even lunch over any breakfast stuff, the chocolate chip pancakes catch my eye.
Under the breakfast options are breakfast sides to choose from. I can’t eat much, so I’m going to have to hope they let me get the kids. “Do you know what you’re getting?” Gage’s voice brings me out of my thinking. I look up at him. “Oh. Yeah, I think so. Um, do you know if they have an age limit for the kids portions?” I ask nervously. It feels so embarrassing to ask a question like that. What kind of 17 year old boy orders off the kids menu?
“No, they don’t.” And there’s that sweet smile. “I usually order off of it. I don’t have a big appetite most of the time,” his hand is still resting on mine and, instinctively, I pull my arm away. Something keeps me from letting him touch me this much, in this way; I don’t know what, but right now, I don’t really care to think about it. “Good. Me neither.” I respond, my gaze dropping back to the menu, though I’m done reading it. He doesn’t speak up again until the waitress comes up to the table, which makes me wonder if I did something wrong.
“Here’s your tea, and your coke,” She speaks as she places our drinks down in front of us. She smiles, and I can see she’s got those cool fang piercings. “Need more time?” She asks, glancing from me to Gage and back. “I think we’re good.” I look over at Gage and he nods. “I’ll have the kid’s chocolate chip pancakes with bacon.” I don’t usually eat out like this, so the words sound shaky and not right coming out of my mouth. Luckily, the waitress doesn’t seem to mind, or care. “Alright, and for you?”
Gage tells her his order, and she walks back off after telling us it won’t take long. The rest of the breakfast goes by quickly, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I like spending time with Gage, especially when it could be considered as a date, but I can’t help but feel this weird sinking feeling. As if something’s going to go wrong at any moment. That, plus I’ve been so anxious the whole time about seeing Xander in just a few hours. It doesn’t feel right. None of this feels right.
When I went to take the bill, Gage swoops it up. “I was gonna-” “Don’t worry about it, Y/N. You paid at the diner last night,” He smiled at me before taking out his card. I bit my lip. I wanted to say he doesn’t have to. I wanted to say he shouldn’t pay for me because I don’t deserve that kind of treatment. But, as always, I said nothing.
A/n: I wrote this very, very carefully with your requests in mind, so don't worry! And thank you so much for telling me in advance, dude!! *starts praying it's safe* Anyway, hope you like it! I did both Leo's because............. I love them.
Mikey's Shy S/O
Donnie's Sassy Crackhead S/O
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Ok, this is the best fucking this ever.
You gave him bi panic, fight me. (almost all of them are bi, fight me again)
Ok. So you bring out a little bit of a crazy side in him.
He's 10× more likely to do stupid teenage shit if your apart of it, but of course he's still careful. Leo doesn't want you getting hurt!
Wanna sneak out of the lair and go skateboarding in an abandoned building? Of course, as long as we're back before like 2 am and you wear knee pads at the very least.
Wanna go vandalize a wall with pretty art? Yes, as long as it isn't in the sketchiest part of NYC.
And this is probably when your both just friends, for fucks sake.
When your gone tho, he's always talking about you. Please save his brothers. Even Splinter isn't safe.
It's actually so much fun to make him blush and it's so easy.
Do you want a sample of his terrible flirting? Buckle in, dude, it's something.
"Are you the cold vaccum of space? Because you take my breath away." "... Did you Google that?" "*closing all his apps on the tphone* No!"
Leo is just cliche and cheesy and it's cute!! A!!
When you guys are sitting next to each other on the couch or steps or whatever they have, he does the cliche ass yawn, stretch and arm around the back of the couch cause he thinks it's slick.
And if you call him out, he immediately is just like "Oh, huh, look at that, I think I hear Donnie calling me" and he gets tangled in the blanket he put over the two of you and screams when he falls.
Save him.
His ninja abilities go straight out the window when your near him. He's so clumsy now and it's so cute.
When he goes to see you and tries to climb in the window, he gets caught by his swords and falls on his face.
11/10, you couldn't stop laughing.
He just wants to be like you - confident and outgoing so he's TRYING damnit.
He's lowkey insecure that he's too much of a mom friend (which he kinda is) and not what your looking for.
Anyway, Raph definitely makes him confess cause he's sick of hearing Leo talk about you all the damn time.
So once Leo painfully confesses (and I mean hand behind the neck, blushing, stuttering, shaking, eyes darting around kind of painful) you're like "Hehe, same".
Not exactly like that but ya know.
But that sentence yeeted his insecurities out the window and suddenly he felt more confident. But that's all on the inside.
On the outside he's all wide eyed, still bright red in the face and his hands are tight fists by his side.
And you probably kiss him and it's quality because he melts into a puddle of giggles.
And ya'll are adorable. You really balance each other out.
But anyway.
He gets a bit bolder tho. He holds you close more often, kisses you in front of his brothers. It's 👌 nice.
I think he loves to hug with his arms around your neck simply because he's kinda on the short side and it makes him feel safe and his way he can feel your heart beat against him. Like he loves your warmth and the arms around his waist makes him feel so fucking at home, man.
Will rest his head in your lap while watching movies. It gives you the best chance to scratch his shell and he melts.
Please make sure to take care of him if he gets hurt. He has a habit of putting himself on the back burner and taking care of others first, so if he gets hurt on patrol, take care of him first. Leo'll literally swoon.
Oh my god. Prepare for like 3 am texts about Space Hero theories I-
And they're always so obsurd.
"Why Captain Ryan is actually an alien from Planet whatever the fuck and not human at all, in these 17 paragraphs, I will prove it."
Always walks you home like a gentlemen. Even if you say you don't need it and you can clearly take care of yourself. It just helps him sleep at night knowing you made it home safe.
Will teach you anything you want. Guitar? Yes. Meditiation? Fuck yeah. Katas? YUP.
And if he's teaching you some ninjitsu incase he can't protect you, he's careful to correct your form. He doesn't want you getting hurt over a miscommunication like "put your left leg forward".
Oh and if you fight Raph for being a dick, Leo will have actual heart eyes.
Ha, you're also the only one brave enough to shout "FUCK" in the lair.
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Oh my gosh. I'd die.
Dude gives me major GAY energy, idk. Maybe it's just wishful thinking. 😩
Anyway, much more mom-friend but can also become laid back.
Like barely.
If you get in a fight, he lectures you while patching you up like he does to his brothers. But if he somehow thinks it's his fault, he's gonna be quiet, so watch out for that.
Yelling Leo is better than Quiet Leo, trust me.
And if you get in fights often, he just starts going with you almost everywhere so you don't break anymore knuckles, Jesus (Y/n), stop it.
Yes, he would love to take his scooter and go out ramping in the pipes with you!!
Will show off his tricks for 80% of the trip tho.
Yes, he would also love to watch movies with you!
I feel like he'd be into super hero movies, space stuff and maybe... Maybe Japanese samari movies, but not into them as Mikey so he let's you pick the movies.
If you pick one of HIS movies? He's literally going to propose to you. The guys never let him pick a movie and, when he does, they always whine about it.
However if you hyper fixate, like I do, he no longer let's you pick movies. He can only handle so much repition in his life and hearing the Lord of the Rings opening makes him sick now.
But definitely wants to do your favorite things with you.
Unless it's cooking.
Dude always breaks the toaster.
The laws of nature said "no" so.
BUT DO LET HIM PAINT.
HE CAN PAINT SO WELL PLEASE-
He'd be super into hiding his feelings until he realized that they're here to stay and that he deserves to have what he likes and enjoys so then he's just SO OPEN.
Probably only like... Donnie knows about his crush? He actively refuses to tell anyone else tho.
Like constant back and forth flirting.
"Do you have a bandaid? Because I scraped my knee falling for you." "You sure you didn't bump your head falling from heaven, angel? Your knee looks fine to me." "Maybe you should kiss my forehead, just in case." "Ok." "Wait, what?"
Please make him blush.
It's actually so rewarding because he turns away and like hides his face with his hand to hide his grin. It's hard to do but do it.
Oh but if anyone teases him about it, fully expect him to just cut the conversation off with a polite excuse me and CHARGE AFTER THEM.
But if YOU tease him? He just kinda panics and stammer. I can hear the voice cracks. They're adorable.
He'd confess through a painting of your favorite spot in NYC fight me. Not like.. In person? He'd give it to you as a gift of some kind and the back would probably have a haiku about love or some shit, I don't know.
If you give him a gift with a cute haiku back expect him to break in through your window and kiss you full on the mouth.
First kiss?? Near Christmas, he's walking you home and the snow is just so pretty and your eyes are SHINING in the lights and he kinda just goes for it, man.
And he quickly pulls back and swallows and probably books it the fuck out there.
He's like extra virgin olive oil sometimes.
But he's your extra virgin olive oil so please take care of him.
You cause his brain to stop working and it's difficult for him.
How are you so outgoing??? Like you get along with everyone so well and tried to throw hands with Raph.... How? And stop throwing hands, damnit!
But like he's meditating then *pop* an idea of you two on the couch eating popcorn and shouting at the TV over stupid choices the characters made.
He's trying to sleep? Nah. *pop* a new idea of him reading his favorite book to you while your curled up against his side (this one is his favorite). He'd also be drawing little shapes on your back absentmindedly. It's so cute.
You even pop into his head while he's showering... I can elaborate on this later..... 😩
Even when he's scootering, he's thinking about you by his side.
HI HE'S DEFINLTY STOLEN RAPH'S MOTORCYCLE TO PROVE HE CAN BE JUST AS OUTGOING AS YOU.
Gave you his blue helmet and realized blue looks fucking GOD LIKE ON YOU.
Anyway.
Accidentally talks about you so fucking much to everyone that they already notice he has a crush far before he does. But like I said, he's only told Donnie.
But everyone knows.
Even Casey.
But watch out, he gets jealous easy. Like easy. So if you look at your turtle bestie a bit too long, he's gonna get grumpy and quiet and that's a no-no.
Probably freaks on the turtle when you leave. He's got a bit of a temper on him, but please love him, he's TRYING.
Personally, I think his all-time favorite thing to do with you (even tho like everything you two do together is his favorite) is bad impressions of everyone because you're so funny to him. Everyone, no one is safe. And if you do him? He's gonna fake cry and shove you, but laugh none the less.
I just want him to be happy.
Please take his shit and run. He chases you around and it's so funny.
Back and forth bantar? Off the charts. Dude can be sassy because of his fights with Raph and it's just 👌
Can honestly be either spoon (secretly loves being the small spoon because you can scratch his shell and it makes him churr like a kitty)
Must be player 1 in video games tho.
Don't get me started on what happens if he finds out you got hurt by the Foot-
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.... I may have gone overboard but I love these two-
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Been thinking about King Baldwin iv, and he strikes me as the type of man to absolutely *melt* at head scratches. I'm thinking he's in pain and so tired, but super wired from having to deal with everything that's thrown at him. His wifey comes along, scratches his head, and he is ~out~. (And who doesn't love em: titty pillow???) Hope my rambling makes sense!
-Anon <3
A/n: I barley wrote much but tysm! I really like this idea because as someone who is sensory sensitive in general, its a great feeling. I was told I had really fluffy hair by a girl in my class in 3rd grade and she would spend most of reading time playing with my hair and stuff so yeah. Anyways here's a mini one shot. I hope this is accurate to some degree because again I never saw the movie and I was doing this at 2am soooo
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Warning: insecurities, slight angst, comfort and fluff
Baldwin sighed as he entered his quarters. Parts of his body were sore and aching for a relief of sorts. His eyes wandered towards the bed and he saw your beautiful/handsome figure. Your soft H/C hair was being braided/brushed by your own hand. After you finished the last of your nighttime routine, you turned and with a soft smile, beckoned your husband to come sit on the bed with you.
Happily, Baldwin obliged and slowly trudged his way over to you and slowly sat down.
As he sat down his muscles felt weak and sore. He let out a pained groan before settling on the bed, relaxing himself.
"My love, are you in pain tonight?" You asked as your hands reached over and gently stroked his clothed arm. Baldwin sighed and looked over to you, his eyes felt wet and he took his only functioning hand and grasped your smaller one with it.
"How can you love a man like me? What do you see in me?" Baldwin asked. He felt his heart ache for a true answer.
"Because you are a great man, you were god's design, you are a kind and strong ruler." You replied as you gently hugged his arm and rested you face on his shoulder.
"Would you like me to soothe you before you sleep?" You asked and you slowly reached to take off the yarmulke from his head while at the same time, hesitantly, Baldwin reached to remove his iron mask.
You both sat in silence as you stared at your dear husband. You smiled and leaned over pressing a kiss to the crown of his head, then beckoning him to lie down on your lap.
He allowed himself to lean into your touch as rested on your thighs.
While gently stroking his deformed face, you began to massage his scalp and stroke his shoulders and back.
There was a deep rumble in Baldwin's chest, a sound of pleasure from whatever sensory he could feel. He slowly lifted himself and pushed you onto the bed and grabbed the blanket to cover the two of you.
He nuzzled himself onto your chest and let out a sigh on content.
You giggled as continued to stroke, massage, and scratch him. He thanked God he is blessed with a woman/man like you as his love...He also prayed you would be alright, never contracting the same, awful disease he has.
Edit: @bl00dyarak I fixed it so the fic can be applied to both female and male people (or nonbinary too because you can read it as such) :)
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