Sweet Flipping Chicken and Mercy May š³š„ŗš«¢
Pairing: Leonardo x Female!Reader
Warnings: Overprotectiveness, possessive behavior, affection-starved. Subtle (but present) hints of: narcissism, egocentrism, perfectionism, spirituality, insomnia. I developed him so well that I actually like him nowāI donāt like that.
Leonardo, as a partner, would be a fascinating study in contradictions. At first glance, he seems like the perfect boyfriendādisciplined, loyal, protective, someone you can trust without hesitation. But being with him isnāt easy.
Not because heās cold or indifferentāon the contrary, he feels too much. Heās just spent his entire life learning how to hide it. To him, emotions are a double-edged sword: love can give you strength, yes, but it can also make you drop your guard, make mistakes, and risk everything youāve fought for.
And Leonardo canāt afford that luxury.
Since he was young, his identity has been tied to duty. Heās not just an older brotherāhe is the older brother. The leader. The one who must always have the answers. There is no room for error, no space for doubt. Thatās why, if he ever fell in love, he would do so with the same intensity he applies to any challengeāwith absolute commitment. But also, with a need for control that can be suffocating.
Itās not that he doesnāt trust his partner. Itās that he needs to make sure nothing puts her in danger. That sheās safe, that there are no loose ends, that every move is calculated. Donāt expect Leo to be the laid-back boyfriend who goes with the flow. He will want to protect youāeven from things that might not even be a real threat.
If he comes to your house and you donāt answer, his mind will assume the worst before even considering that you were simply in the shower. If you go out alone at night, he wonāt be at ease until he knows you made it home safely. Not out of jealousy, but because the thought of losing someone he loves terrifies him. But instead of expressing that fear, he translates it into rules, into planning, into strategies.
Because Leonardo doesnāt know how to handle what is beyond his control.
This was evident in Out of the Shadows. His instinct was to make decisions for everyone, to divide the team when he felt they were weakening. He truly believed he was doing the right thing, that carrying the burden alone was the best course of action. But in the process, he lost sight of what his brothers really needed. And thatās exactly how he would be in a relationshipānot out of malice, but because he believes being the strong one is his duty.
And while Leo loves with every fiber of his being, he doesnāt say it easily. Heās not the type to look you in the eyes and just blurt out an āI love you.ā His way of showing affection is more silent, more tangible. He will remember exactly how you like your tea, he will learn to pick up on even the slightest change in your tone of voice, he will make sure you always have an escape plan in case things go wrong. But if you expect spontaneous hugs or verbal expressions of love, you might find yourself frustrated. Not because he doesnāt feel it, but because, to him, love isnāt something you sayāitās something you prove.
However, if someone manages to break through his armor, they will see something that few have ever witnessed. Because beneath all the rigidity, the discipline, and the self-imposed perfection, there is a boy who never had the chance to make mistakes. A boy who has spent years carrying a tremendous weight, who canāt remember the last time someone saw him and not just the leader. A boy who desperately needs a space where he can stop being the strategist, the protector, the flawless Leonardo⦠and simply be Leo.
Leonardo isnāt someone who easily succumbs to distractions. Not because he doesnāt enjoy them, but because heās always believed his time should be invested in something useful. Yet on the rare occasions when he allows himself to let his guard downāin the privacy of his room or on a quiet night at the lairāsmall details reveal who he truly is beyond being the leader of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
For instance, he enjoys science fiction movies and TV shows. He wouldnāt admit it out loudāafter all, Mikey would never let him forget itābut thereās something about exploring space, about advanced civilizations and the ethical dilemmas these worlds present, that fascinates him. Perhaps itās because he sees his own struggle reflected in them: leaders forced to make impossible decisions, burdened with responsibility, torn between duty and heart. Whether itās Star Trek, The Expanse, or even some of the more philosophical tales of Ghost in the Shell⦠Leo sits with his arms crossed, pretending not to be too interested, yet if someone pays close attention, theyāll notice the intensity in his gaze and the way his fingers tense with every twist in the story.
And although everyone sees him as the serious one, itās not that he lacks a sense of humor. His humor is just more subtle, drier, more ironic. He wonāt burst out laughing like Mikey or be as explosive as Raph, but if youāre close enough, if youāve earned his trust, youāll notice that there are moments when he quietly drops a joke in a neutral tone, waiting to see if you catch it. And when you do, when you respond with a retort just as sharp, the corner of his mouth barely curves, as if heās quietly satisfied with the interaction.
But if thereās one thing that truly brings him peace, itās tending to his bonsai trees. Itās a hobby that no one in the lair seems to fully understand. Mikey calls them boring, Raph jokes that theyāre just āminiature trees,ā and Donnie respects the practice but sees it more as an exercise in patience. For Leo, however, itās more than that. Itās a reminder of balance. Of control. Of how even the smallest force, with the right guidance, can grow in the right way. And on nights when the pressure becomes too much, when he feels the weight of his role crushing him, he sits in silence before his little tree, allowing himself a moment to breathe, to reconnect with himself.
But love⦠love is different.
Leo doesnāt allow himself to fall in love easily. Not because he doesnāt want to, but because his mind simply doesnāt work that way. He needs to feel that his partner is more than just a fleeting attraction. He needs connection. Compatibility. A deep, unwavering understanding. And that isnāt built overnight.
Thatās why, when he finally starts to realize that what he feels for you goes beyond friendship, the first emotion that floods him isnāt happiness.
Itās doubt.
And Leonardo shouldnāt doubt.
He always has answers. He always has a plan. But for the first time, heās standing on ground where logic is useless, where he canāt break things down into a battle strategy. He canāt make a pros-and-cons list about his feelings. He canāt calculate every move the way he would in combat. And that frustrates him.
Because if he accepts itāif he acknowledges that his feelings are realāit means thereās something in his life that he canāt control.
And Leonardo hates not having control.
Leonardo isnāt someone who falls asleep easily.
Not because he doesnāt need toāhis body demands rest just like anyone elseāsābut because his mind never truly shuts off.
In the lair, when everyone else is asleepāwhen even Donnie has finally stepped away from his monitors, and Raph has stopped pounding the punching bagāLeo is still awake. Arms crossed, back stiff against the wall, gaze lost in the dim light of his room.
Itās in those moments of solitude that his mind betrays him.
When he tries to dissect what he feels, to categorize it, to put it into some kind of logical order. Because heās always in control. Always.
And this⦠this shouldnāt be any different.
Heās not impulsive like Mikey, letting himself be carried away by every emotion without a second thought.
Heās not a ticking time bomb like Raph, ready to explode at the most unexpected moment.
Heās not even like Donnie, obsessively analyzing every variable to the point of overload.
He is Leonardo.
Leader. Warrior. Strategist.
And there is nothing he canāt control.
So if he has reached the conclusion that what he feels for you is real, then he will take the reins.
It wonāt be difficult.
It shouldnāt be difficult.
He will force himself to keep everything in place, to act with precision. His glances will linger just a second longerābut not enough to be obvious. His words will be measured, carefully chosen, but still carrying his usual composed tone. He will make small, almost imperceptible changes.
Like making sure you walk on the safer side of the street.
Adjusting his stance subtly to block the wind when youāre on the rooftop.
Asking if youāve eaten wellābut casually, as if itās not really important.
And the worst part? Unlike Donnie, who would give himself away with nervous fidgeting and stammered words, you will never notice.
Because Leonardo wonāt allow you to notice.
All youāll see is someone who has everything under control. Someone who watches you with the same intensity he reserves for his enemies on the battlefield, as if heās calculating every single one of your movements.
But what he doesnāt want you to see is the opposite.
That inside, heās nervous.
That his palms sweat when he touches you, when his fingers accidentally brush against yours.
That his pulse quickens when you get too close, and he has to remind himself to breathe normally.
That in every conversation, in every moment, thereās a small part of him afraid that one wrong step will ruin everything.
Because if there is one thing Leonardo could never forgive himself for, itās losing what youāve built together.
Not just losing you, but losing your trust.
And if that were to happen⦠how could he justify it?
How could he explain to himself that after a lifetime of making the best possible choices to protect those he cares aboutāthis was the one he let slip through his fingers?
And when he finally allows himself to admit itāwhen he has broken through every mental barrier he imposed on himself, when he has analyzed every angle, when he has measured every consequenceāLeonardo feels something inside him loosen.
For a moment, just a moment, itās as if he has won the hardest battle of his life.
The weight on his shoulders dissolves, and for the first time in what feels like forever, he breathes deeply without the pressure in his chest tightening.
You are his.
Not in some shallow, possessive way, but in something deeper, more primal.
Like an instinct that has always been there, buried beneath layers of discipline and responsibility, waiting to be acknowledged.
And now that he has⦠there is no turning back.
But the peace doesnāt last.
Because almost immediately, another weight crashes down on himāheavier, inescapable.
Before, his burden was uncertainty.
Now, it is certainty.
Now that he has you, he must protect you.
With everything he has.
Not just from the dangers of the outside worldābut from himself.
Because Leonardo cannot afford to fail.
And even though love is uncharted territoryāa battlefield he has never stepped foot onāhe demands perfection from himself.
To be the ideal partner.
To give you exactly what you need before you even ask.
To measure every word, every gesture, every decision.
To make sure you never have to question if he is enough for you.
Because he has to be.
He is Leonardo.
And Leonardo does not fail.
But there is a problem.
Because you donāt want the flawless strategist.
You donāt want the leader who is always in control.
You donāt want the polished, calculated version of him.
You just want Leo.
The Leo who watches sci-fi shows but would never admit to liking them.
The Leo who pretends he doesnāt enjoy messing around with his brothers, but secretly loves the rare moments when he catches Raph off guard or makes Donnie roll his eyes.
The Leo who tends to his bonsai trees with quiet devotion because, though he never says it out loud, they reflect his philosophy: patience, growth, balance.
And that is a terrifying concept for him.
Because showing you that side of himself means lowering his guard.
It means allowing you to see whatās underneath the armor.
The boy who gets frustrated.
Who sometimes doesnāt know what to do.
Who fears he wonāt be enough.
That side of himāno one has truly seen it.ļæ¼
Not even his brothers.
But you⦠you want to see it.
And the road to him letting you in will be a long one.
Because accepting that you love him for who he isānot for what he represents, not for what he does, but for his very essenceāis the hardest test Leonardo has ever faced.
Leonardo believes he has everything under control.
That he can handle his emotions the way he handles a katana: with precision, with discipline, with absolute mastery over every movement.
But youā¦
You are a challenge unlike any other.
Because while he struggles to keep his composure, while he measures every word and makes sure not to take a wrong step, you simply are.
You donāt need strategies or plans. You donāt analyze every interaction as if it were a life-or-death mission.
And that unsettles him.
Because deep down, Leonardo doesnāt know how to be loved.
He knows how to protect. He knows how to fight. He knows how to sacrifice himself for others.
But when it comes to receiving love⦠thatās where the conflict begins.
He appreciates that youāre not overly affectionate with him.
That you donāt suffocate him with displays of affection that would make him uncomfortable, that would force him to lower his guard all at once.
But at the same time, he dies when you take his face in your hands and kiss him.
At first, he goes completely still, trying to process it, trying not to lose control.
But the moment you feel his breath hitch, the moment you notice the way his fingers grip your waist tighter than he probably meant toāyou know heās falling.
And the worst part is that he hates it.
Because Leonardo shouldnāt let himself go.
He shouldnāt forget the weight on his shoulders or allow something as simple as a kiss to make him feel lighterāas if, for just a moment, the world didnāt depend on him.
But he does.
And it frustrates him.
Because heās supposed to be the unshakable fortress.
Heās supposed to be untouchable.
And yet, here he is.
With his heart pounding too fast.
With his mind completely blank.
With you stealing his control with just a simple touch.
It sounds contradictory.
Because it is contradictory.
But Leo is a contradiction.
Because while he says attachment is a weakness, he holds you tighter when you try to pull away.
Because while he insists emotions cloud judgment, he stays awake until dawn thinking about what he feels for you.
Because while he tries to convince himself that his duty is more important than his happiness, he wonders if, just this once, he can have both.
And that is the real battle.
Not against an enemy.
Not against an external threat.
But against himself.
Because loving you means lowering his guard.
It means trusting that, even if he doesnāt have everything under control, youāll still be there.
It means accepting that love isnāt a problem to solve, nor a responsibility to bear.
Itās just⦠love.
And no matter how hard he fights it, no matter how much he tries to convince himself he can keep his distance, there is one truth he cannot deny:
You are the only person in the world who can make Leonardo stop fighting.
Leonardo isnāt someone who takes intimacy lightly.
For him, physical touch isnāt just an act. It isnāt just a moment.
Itās an offering.
And he doesnāt give himself away so easily.
Not because heās afraidāor at least, heād never admit it.
But deep down, thereās an unease that eats away at him.
His size. His strength. His biology.
Youāre human. Fragile in comparison.
And even though he knows youāre strong, that you wouldnāt do anything unless you were absolutely sure, his protective instincts wonāt allow it.
Itās not just about protecting you.
Itās about himself.
His own control.
Because control is the one thing heās always had.
Ever since he took on the role of leader, ever since he understood that his life wasnāt his own but belonged to those who depended on him, Leonardo learned to restrain himself.
To hold back.
To be the balance in the midst of chaos.
But youā¦
You make him lose that balance.
And if he allows himself to let go, if he allows that wall to crumble, he fears what might happen.
Because to Leonardo, intimacy isnāt just physical pleasure.
Itās a connection.
Itās binding his soul with yours.
Itās giving you a part of himself that no one has ever seen before.
And that is the real danger
Because if he gives you thatāif he allows himself to feel you, to touch you, to love you on such a profound levelā
Then thereās no going back.
He knows he could become addicted.
That the moment he lets go of the weight on his shoulders and focuses only on youāon your body beneath his, on your breath hitching, on the way you say his nameā
Everything else will fade away.
And Leonardo cannot afford to forget his duty.
But⦠what if, just this once, he could?
What if, just this once, he could be Leo and not the leader?
If he could forget the world for a few hoursālose himself in you, in the warmth of your skin, in the way you look at him as if heās more than just a warrior, more than just a responsibility, more than just a soldier trained to sacrifice everything.
If he could simply be yours.
That⦠that is what truly terrifies him.
Because if he tastes it once, he knows heāll want it again.
And again.
And again.
Until there is nothing left of the fortress he has so carefully built.
Until there is nothing left of the perfect leader his brothers need.
Only him.
Only you.
Just two souls bound togetherāno rules, no duties, no limits.
And though he tries to convince himself he can resistā¦
He knows that, eventually, he will fall.
But Leonardo knows heās not ready.
That he canāt let it all goānot yet.
Because if he does, who will bear the weight of the world in his place?
If he falls, his brothers fall. If he allows himself to be selfish, even for a moment, everything he has built could collapse.
So he waits.
He waits for you to understand.
To understand that there are things he still cannot give you, no matter how much he desires them.
But that doesnāt mean he gives you nothing.
Something just as intimate, just as addictive.
Vulnerability.
Not with his body, but with his soul.
So when night falls, when the world goes quiet and there is no one but the two of you, he lets you see beyond the barrier.
He lets you step into his sanctuary.
He pulls out the blankets he keeps tucked away in the back of his closet, the ones with the worn-out Rebel Alliance logo, and hands them to you without a word.
He lets you see the space-themed pillowcase he would never admit he still uses.
And then, in the dim glow of his room, when there are no more distractions, no more responsibilities, you talk.
Not about strategies. Not about training. Not about what is expected of him.
You talk about everything and nothing all at once.
About stars and distant galaxies.
About the Star Wars episodes he never gets tired of watching.
About the times he wondered if his destiny was already written or if he could take a detour.
And itās there, in those organic conversationsāunplanned, uncalculated, imperfectāthat you witness something few have ever seen:
Not the leader.
Not the eldest brother.
Just Leo.
And then, when sleep finally claims you, you curl up against his chestāno fear, no hesitation.
Your breathing slows, steady and peaceful.
Your warmth seeps into his skin.
And Leonardo, the one who never lets his guard down, the one who is always on alert, stays still.
Feeling.
Listening.
Your heartbeat, syncing with his.
Nothing separates you but a thin layer of skin.
And for the first time in a long time, he forgets.
Forgets duty, weight, sacrifice.
Forgets that he must be strong, that he must be everyoneās shield.
Because in this moment, there is only you.
How you simultaneously give off the vibes of a middle schooler and a middle aged woman i will never know. more power to you, honestly. have fun! /gen
You know to be honest, I really donāt know either. Everybodyās just confused. I was once described as having 54 year old grandpa energy paired with a 5 year old girl. š¶š«¤ Take that as you will.
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Somebody was interested enough to ask me something?!?! I am so confused but flattered. Thank you Anon wherever you are in the world today, totally made my day. Thanks friend ššš¼š§”
FOLKS OF TUMBLR!
PRESENTING FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER ON ACTUAL PAPER AND NOT JUST A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION, THE ONE AND ONLYā¦..
The GOODEST Boi to exist in the history of EVER. I have been working with his concept for 2 years now and this is my first attempt to actually capture him, so many thanks to the ever incredible @kittpunk144 for helping me get out of my comfort zone and inspiring me to get the boi out thereš§”šš¼
More Fun Facts About the Boy Below ā¬ļø š āØ
Name: Vincent
(After the one and only Vincent Van Gogh)
Nickname: Go-Go (Only Mikey and Me)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Morrocy Tortoise
Height: 6ā 3ā
Occupation: Toddās Blacksmith Apprentice and Co-Todd-Scott Captain
⨠Fun Facts āØ
~ This man can not walk through airport security because he is packing SO many hidden weapons like itās not even funny. When I say heās armed, I mean he is ArMeD. He is CoNsTaNtLy working on some new blade as heās learning to perfect his technique. Baby Boy is a Mary Poppins when it comes to weapons because there is no telling what heās gonna pull out next.
~ Heās got a nervous tick! Most Morrocoy Tortises use head movements as a form of communication and Vincent is no exception. You can tell what his mood is depending on how he bops his head. ā ļø WARNING: Man will headbutt you and ram into you to show affection ā ļø (but donāt worry, he is a shy respectful boi and wonāt do so unless express permission is given because he understands he big)
~Baby boy is so incredibly tender and shy like the ultimate gentle giant #strong silent type and unfortunately is incredibly socially awkward. Very innocent and somewhat gullible this man desperately needs social interaction (#he knows sign language to help cope) and enrichment so please come say hi!
How Vincent Interacts with the Boys š§”šā„ļøš
š§”: First person to meet after Todd. Best buds like ever. Vincent sees the similarities between Mikey and Todd so he naturally gravitates to him as he sees him as a safe person. They get along swimmingly as Vincent thinks the world of Mikey, seeing him as incredibly socially apt and emotionally mature and lowkey the brother he never had. As such heās like MEGA protective of Mikey in a very ninja kind of way because he KNOWS Mikey can take care of himself. Basically sees Mikey as the man and not the baby brother for once and I think Mikey finds that refreshing.
š: Somewhat of a glorified Teacher/ Student relationship. Vincent loves to learn and Donnie knows a lot and is more than happy to have a captive audience to listen to his infodumps. They are both introvert buddies and love to weld together, unfortunately feeding into each others drives to build something crazy and dangerous
ā„ļø: Vincent is a BIG BOY (he works in a forge and helps herd Toddās puppies so you know heās got those good hugs) and the only person heās ever really hung around with is Todd (smol) so first interaction with Raph is ultimate intimidation. Heās not used to someone being bigger than he is, heās never had a big brother, and Mikey adores Raph, so Vincent has NO idea how to interact. So poor baby resorts into the most painfully polite little gentleman you will ever meet. Heās so respectful and cautious it actually hurts.
š: Ok. So sure, Leo wore blue first but Vincent wears it better. And by that I mean, once Vincent gets out of his shell (literally) heās actually really naturally suave and sweet. So when it comes to Leo, Vincent thinks he has incredible potential and skill but gets frustrated when Leo tries to hide behind an air of flippancy. All Vincent knows is how to be genuine and doesnāt understand why Leo canāt be straightforward sometimes. Itās a small lowkey rivalry kind of thing between the two, so it makes interactions interesting.
Also shout out to @saspas-corner for being the first person to here the whole schpeel and help me really flush out his character šš¼š§”
Was bored and decided to make a ROTTMNT base for people!
Please credit if you use it!!! Donāt be too scared to tag me Iād love to see what you guys come up with!
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pspsps @pvtpunsart I have something for juā¦
OG beautiful art belongs to @pvtpunsart
Song: Saint Mesaās āWolfā
Edit done on CapCut
@saspas-corner *hands on hips with exasperated but fond roll of the eyes* Broski, you canāt just expose me to the public like that. I do that enough myself, I donāt need your help šš§”
Also you only have yourself to blame. Stop being so inspiring and making the creative juices go brrrr
Do any other autistic people feel high at random times?
Like, sometimes I'll get really giggly, everything will feel hilarious to me and I'll just laugh at nothing, and I'll stim more and laugh at my stimming (e.g. I was finding the normally annoying sound my pop-it makes very funny today) and I'll do a lot of echolalia (e.g. I kept repeating "my name is poet I am a Philip" & giggling because it was the funniest fucking thing in the world to me) and I'll get really affectionate, I'm already a very affectionate person but I get MORE affectionate (e.g. I'll be talking to my dog & I'll just be like "I just love you SO much" whilst sobbing but not really crying?) And I'll feel kind of light-headed (like someone injected helium into my brain) does anyone else do this??? Is it connected to autism??? Please help I'm really confused I can't find anything about this anywhere please reblog I Beg Of You
For the things you love. At least⦠I think thatās how the phrase goesā¦
AnYhOo, I may or may not have been planning to make a fool of myself for WEEKS to attempt to do this little photo shoot with @kathaynesart Yeehaw Peepaw shirt just because I adored it so much.
I took Peepaw with me on a little adventure to my friends little farm where he got to meet Scout, Fancy and little Dash. (The wee little devil decided just to nom on my fingers the entire time I was trying to take pictures. It was awesome š).
Just wanted to say thank you so much Mz. Kathy for all that you do. Youāre a HUGE inspiration to me and I very much want to be like you when I grow up. Please also tell Replica Leo how much I love him too. Big hugs because Iām BIG fan! (I believe in you big guy. Youāre doing a great job) šš¼š§”šš¤
ALSO CONGRATS ON POSTING YOUR COMIC! I literally sat open mouth when you posted like āDAYUM! Now THAT is some serious character development, plot lining and story world buildingā
bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
I flipping love stuff like this. These are the kind of useful funfacts I can get behind ANY day š¤š¤š¼
sometimes we all just need a reminder that being strong isn't the same as being alone š§”
*comes into ask how with a shaky smile*
Howdy there Hon. I hope the New Years been treating you alright so far, and I wish that it will continue to bless you with the goodness you deserve āØš§”
Sorry to bother your inbox again, but this is āIndependent Womanā from a request a couple weeks ago and I've had kind of a rough day, and your writing always makes me smile.
If it's not too much to ask, may I request a follow-up on that prompt please? How the Bayverse/Rise boys would react to their stubbornly independent SO having a rough day to the point that they cave and ask for cuddles?
No stress, no worries if you're not in the mood for it. I totally understand. Please take care of yourself first and foremost! Please drink water and know you are appropriated! š§”āØ
howdy anon-chan! š§”
i'm so sorry that you've had a rough day. i hope at this point it's going a little better and that you're able to get the rest you need. there's a quote that i like to think about when i'm having a rough time: "Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow." -Mary Anne Radmacher
anyway, i hope this helps you smile!
(here's the other post)
Leonardo
Leo has been waiting for (hoping for, praying for) this, for you to come to him in your time of need. He feels bad, he doesn't actually want you to have a bad time or a rough day, but at the same time he loves to be needed. He already has a plan in place.
Mikey scampers off at his signal, and Leo escorts you to his room. There he encourages you to get under the covers and mess up his bed however you need to in order to get comfy.
Then he climbs in with you and holds you. He doesn't ask about what's wrong, doesn't try to talk to you about anything. He can tell that isn't what you need right now.
Mikey comes in (quietly for once) with some tea. He sets the tray down on the bedside table and smiles at you before quickly leaving. Leo tells you that the tea is there if you want it, then goes back to quietly holding you.
You realize, after laying in his arms for a while, that he is meditating. You try to match your breathing to his, and you see a small smile steal across his face when he feels what you are doing. You fell right into his trap.
The two of you breathe in sync for a while, just soaking in each other's presence.
If you decide to talk about it, Leo listens very closely to you. He's not confident that it will happen, but he hopes that you'll tell him if it's something he can help with. No matter what though, if you just need to vent or need advice or need him to do something for you, he will respect your wishes.
Raphael
Raph's first instinct is to find out who hurt you so that he can go take care of them. Fortunately, he goes with his second instinct, which is to bundle you in his arms and carry you to his room.
Once there, he climbs into bed and rearranges the two of you until you are both comfortable. He makes sure you are completely covered with him, his strong hands rubbing your back. "I've got ya sweetheart. What do ya need?"
Raph isn't quite confident in his ability to comfort you, so he does need some guidance. But once you let him know what you need, he's on top of it.
If you just want to curl up on his plastron and be held, he will stay with you as long as you need. He will rub your back. He will be your own personal weighted blanket. Gentle touches or rough hugs, hell if you need him to distract you he will. Anything for you.
(Raph finds that he wants to give you the gentle touches. He wants to hold you gently, he wants to show you softness. But if that's not what you need, he'll just have to talk to you about it later. This ain't about him.)
If you want to talk about it, if you need to vent, Raph'll listen. He'll empathize. He might growl or mutter as you talk, but he won't interrupt. If you want advice, he'll do his best to give it to you.
Anything you need, he'll get it for you. Drink, food, more pillows? It's there almost before you ask for it. You won't have to lift a finger or do anything if you don't want to. "I'll take care of you princess."
Donatello
Donnie immediately has so many questions, but he sets them aside. You asked him to help you learn how to be cared for, so he's going to do just that.
He takes to the lab, because the bed there is comfier than the one in his room. He puts on some music you like and turns down the volume. He encourages you to climb in and climbs in behind you. He lays down and lets you climb on him however you want.
Once the two of you are comfortable, he asks if you want to talk about it. He realizes that you need to be guided into asking for what you want, and he's prepared to do that. Your answer is the beginning of the mental flow chart Donnie created specifically for caring for you.
If you do want to talk about it, Donnie first asks if you want advice or if you just want to vent. Once that's established, he is an active listener. He asks questions and gives you nudges if he thinks you need it. He'll make those snarky comments that make you laugh. He checks in periodically to make sure that you're still okay. Talking to Donnie will always make you feel better.
If you don't want to talk about it, that's okay too. He'll ask if there's anything you need, then send the drone to zap Raph into getting it for you. Once Raph is gone (rubbing his arm and muttering murderously), Donnie settles in for a nice long cuddle session with you.
If you're okay with it, he pulls up some work. He asks if you want a distraction, and if so he'll start telling you about what he's doing. Donnie works with one hand while the other absentmindedly rubs your arm. He still checks in every once in a while to make sure you're okay and ask if you need anything.
Michelangelo
Mikey, much like Leo, hates that you're upset but is so happy that you came to him so he could care for you. This is a huge step, you're making progress! Now it's his turn to make progress, to show you how he can care for you.
He asks if you need anything first, so he can grab it without interrupting the "epic cuddle session" you're about to have. (Later, when you ask him to get you something, he'll interrupt the cuddle session anyway with zero complaints. He just wants you to be happy.)
Once that's all taken care of, he hustles you off to his room, hand on your back. Thank the pizza gods that Leo had forced him at sword point to clean it the day before. You both get in bed and get comfy.
He holds you as if you are a treasure, a beloved teddy bear. It is hard to believe that Mikey can be this gentle. He wraps you in blankets and props you up with pillows until you are surrounded in softness and him.
Then he starts to talk. He chatters on about anything and everything, whatever comes to mind. His skateboard tricks, their latest encounter with the Foot, Raph breaking his most recent lifting record... you are caught up on ALL the turtle gossip.
Mikey doesn't stop until he gets a smile out of you. When he sees it, his answering smile lights up the room. He asks if you are feeling better. If you are, he starts being silly, kissing your face and tickling you until you are crying from laughter. If you aren't, he asks if you want to talk about it. He'll listen and commiserate with you, and support you no matter what.
Well Hay Howdy Hay folks! Thanks for the callout @ninjagirl0913 Iām excited to give it a try!
Favorite Color: Greys, specifically that dark and heavy grey you get right before a desert thunderstorm.
Last Song: Uhhhhhhā¦*goes and looks at Spotify* I hear A Symphony by Cody Fry
Currently Reading: ASITD by the ever talented @sophiacloud28 and TATYTB by the beloved bestie @secretthoughtsofashootingstar and OāMedusa by @naffeclipse
Currently Watching: THE CHOSEN! PLEASE IF ANYBODYāS WATCHED THIS, I NEED A BUDDY TO RANT TO ABOUT IT IM LITERALLY BEGGING. THE SYMBOLISM AND FORESHADOWING IS NUTS š¤Æššš¼ Oh and Iām also about to start Andor so excited for that
Currently Craving: Pickles. And Lemon Salmon with Capers apparently. Iām literally making it as we speak the cravings were so bad
Coffee or Tea: I donāt drink either, but if I had to choose, I do enjoy Celestial Seasonings: Bengal Spice or Rasberry Zinger
Calling out the buddies if they wanna join besides those already listed! @saspas-corner @anobodyinabog @canipleasegetthenumber15 and @avery73
get to know your moots tag game ! ā¶ answer the questions, then tag six people
favorite color ź green and brown last song ź tĆŗ by maye currently reading ź the luminaries by susan dennard currently watching ź the great british baking show currently craving ź massaman curry. like always. and like. alcohol and a couple cigs HAHA. a break too :P coffee or tea ź always tea! i don't like coffee
ty for the tag @saltcxrcle ! tagging: @lelapine @toadspondofwhimsy @outof-spite @h0neyst4rz @hhoneylemon @our-lady-of-venom
*adjusts my sunglasses* It'd be softboi hours folks. Tonight I'm thinking about the Rise Boys and their favorite places to kiss you.
*Cookies and Cream Rating: 16+ please*
Raph š§øā„ļø:
ā¢Forehead Kisses. Lingering ones right at the tip of your hairline. It's often because its the only place he can reach without having to shift too far down. Often brushing your hair back, cradling your cheek in the palm of his hand and tilting your head back juuuuust a little to get that perfect angle for a small smooch. The type of kisses that are full of tender promises and small wholesome moments where he just longs to be soft with you.
ā¢Your shoulder. Chaste presses of his lips to your skin to the crook of your neck. This young Atlas knows a little something about carrying the weight of the world and often that weight settles on the shoulders. These type of kisses serve as a reminder that he understands the struggle, the weight and promises that you don't have to carry it all by yourself anymore. A somewhat protective kiss, reminding you that nothing can hurt you when you're this close to him. That he's here for you, heāll never leave you and will forever have your back.
Donnie š¤šŖ
ā¢Your nose. I really don't see Donnie being really big into kissing. Like think about it. Kissing is literally just the process of swapping saliva. How uNsAnItArY. *shudders* āJust where has your mouth been? Did you even brush your teeth?!ā That being said, a quick peck to your nose is a simple way to fulfill the ātouch of the dayā box without having to get unnecessarily close and personal. There is work still to be done after all. Not to mention the cute little face you make when you go slightly crossed-eyed at his affectionate gesture is somewhat endearing. It is a very understandable reaction after all. He too would go speechless at such attention from a genuis like himself.
ā¢Behind the corner of your jaw. Donnie doesn't like kissing. That being said, if he is going to engage in such an act, he's going to want to do it right. Never mind him looking up the most sensitive parts of the human body to make sure he plants his affection in the most effective locations. Nevermind that at all. Besides, kissing here that little bundle of nerves seems to do the trick most adequately.
LeoāØš
ā¢Your lips. āMy Lady, if the kisses are words, cāmere. Iāma give you a speech.ā No. Like seriously. I know Leo is considered the āmedical expertā of the family, but the amount of times this turtle has given you some serious mouth-to-mouth should be illegal. In all honesty though, it really does mean something special to him. For this smooth talking turtle who always knows just what to say, itās a way for him to shut up and learn how to put some action behind those words. For once, he wants to show you that he means what he says. Because for all the silliness, it was never a joke, his feeling for you.
ā¢Your knuckles. Leo is a one-stinking suave gentleman when he wants to be, and he's not going to let you forget it. Not to mention itās an easy, inconspicuous way to keep you close so long your hand is entertained with his. Not that he worries when you're out of reach or anything. The cute little increase of color right there on your cheeks as he presses a slow kiss to each fingertip and between your knuckles is also a nice touch. Just lets this face man know he's on the right track or whatever.
MikeyšØš§”
ā¢Your cheeks. This bundle of affection will give you some sugar anytime, anywhere without hesitation. You can not stop it. It is inevitable. He's so close to you all the time anyway that it just seems second nature to have his cheek squished against you somewhere. He also just loves getting close enough to see your eyes. They really are like windows to the soul, and you have a soul he wouldn't mind getting lost while exploring. So it makes sense to decorate those āwindowsā with some āAngel Kissesā (He does put the angel in MichelANGELo after all) You know. Just while he's close to you like this. Never mind the heat from your cheeks underneath his hands as he tries to hold you still for your daily barrage of affection is comforting to his scared hands. Never mind that at all.
ā¢Your tummy. There is something incredibly magical about the way you giggle shriek as you try to writhe away when he kisses your tummy. Itās the kind of laugh that means you are happy and in the present moment with him and currently the furthest away from something that hurt you. He just wants you happy and hearing that laugh heals something inside his heart. He loves the way your tummy its so squishy underneath his kneading hands and he can't help but bury his face in your soft skin. Be warned you will not escape without some raspberry blown kisses. Mikey ain't letting you leave without being properly adored that is both a threat and a promise.
āIf there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things."Doing my best to make this blog a safe place for every kind of folks. Y'all are more than welcome here!š§”P.S. The only thing minor about meis my minor inferiority complex. But HAY, life like me, is growth in progressš¤š¼š±
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