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Wow this was amazing!!!! Just what any Leo lover needs!!! Thank you for the tag love!!! 💙💙💙💙💙💙 @turtle-babe83

🐢TMNT Story; Unexpected turn of Events.

This one is for you, @post-apocalyptic-daydream :) Such a great idea, I hope I did it justice >..< I just know if it was me, I would have been no use whats so ever O_O

Leo x F! Reader (could be GN but written as she.)

Trigger Warning; Claustrophobia. Panic Attack.

No smut. Fluffy as a baby kitten. I seem to do well with Fluff :3

Summary; Reader is training with Leo but they have a fear of the dark, small spaces and heights. Leo helps them get through such fears and fluff happens.

Story under the break :)

"Okay, ready for this?"

"Yep! I got this!"

"Alright then-"

"I was born ready for this!"

"-calm down and we can-"

"I am all over this!"

"Hey Y/N, calm down or it's not going to work."

"Oh, right. Got ya," you manage now with a blush.

“Now it's a simple course run and you’ll be timed, but it's only simple because there aren’t any traps or things this time around.” Explained Leo as he stood besides you. “This course is a bit tighter than the one we use, but Splinter said he’s tested it himself and you should be just fine size-wise. I doubt it, but if anything happens it’s going to take me a bit longer than usual to get to you.”

“Yes, Sensei,” you smile, not wanting to miss an opportunity to mess with him as his cheeks colour.

This was one part training exercise and another part a test. None of them had called it a test but you had been training with the turtles and Splinter for six months now, what else was it going to be but a test?

“Now, you have the device that Donnie made for you?”

You lifted up a gloved hand and turned it so he could see the extra tech that Donnie had crafted onto the material. With the shrinking of technology these days, it hadn’t been hard for the tech wiz to install a tracker and panic button on the glove. He’d also made sure that while it was easy to activate, it was tricky to activate by accident.

“Check, Sensei.”

“And the route is clearly marked.”

“Yes, Sensei.”

“And I’ll be waiting right here for you, since this is the start and finish.”

“Yes, Sensei.”

“And-”

“Leo, are you sure you want me to do this?” You ask now, smirking playfully as you raise an eyebrow at him.

The blue masked turtle chuckled lightly with mild embarrassment, one hand on his hip as the other came up to rub at the back of his head. “Yeah I’m sorry, it's just… humans are so much more fragile than we are. I don’t want you to get hurt by accident… ever.”

You give a flirty giggle and move in closer, clasping your hands to your bosom as you playfully bat your eyelashes at him. “Oh Sensei, is this where you confess your deep, heart-felt feelings for me and we make-out instead of train?”

Leo freezes up for a moment and so do you.

But you recover quickly, laughing as you dance out of reach and making sure to keep your back to Leo. Because despite you both laughing, you didn’t want to risk him seeing how much you actually loved him. You didn’t want him to see the love and adoration in your eyes as you looked up at him, teasing and playing with him but wanting nothing more than what you’d actually just said. To be wrapped up in his strong arms and held safely against him, to know that he’d go to the ends of the earth for you… because you already know you’d do that for him.

“So, you ready for this Leo?” You ask, looking over your shoulder and seeming to snap him out of his thoughts.

“Alright, on my mark,” nodded the large turtle, serious once more.

“Ready? Set… And… Go!”

With a deep breath you jump off the starting point and start running full pelt down the tunnel, excited at this chance to prove yourself at last.

You had known the turtles for a few years now because you worked at one of their favourite take-out places. There had been orders coming in for years that had been picked up by the back window instead of the front shop, and the boss had been very insistent that you place the boxes on the AC unit outside the window and turn away. When you heard two knocks, you could go back to the window and collect the money left there. But you weren’t one to take orders and not question them, so after figuring out how regularly the mystery buyer visited, you hid and waited to catch a glimpse.

Except you were apparently about as stealth as a white cat on a dark night and they had spotted you the moment they stepped up to the window. But as your eyes had seen them, taking in their forms and met his eyes, you knew you couldn’t have turned away or stopped yourself from saying hello.

Leo had commented a few weeks later that the only reason they didn’t disappear on the spot was because of the way you had smiled at him. According to him, you had smiled like a child on Christmas, not someone seeing four large mutant turtles.

The rest was just a matter of talking, meeting up, hanging out and falling head over heels in love with Leonardo, leader of the Brothers. In your defence, it wasn’t like you planned it.

It was surprising really because you had actually made friends with Mikey and Raph faster than the other two, in part because Mikey could befriend a giant alligator and have it sitting down to eat pizza after a few hours.

Raph had warmed up to you when you’d asked if you could watch the game at the lair, since sitting in your apartment on your own was dull. He’d not been big into football compared to basketball, but he had said later on that he understood what it was like to watch a sports game alone. After that you’d watched so many games in the lair that Splinter had started joining you for the company.

Donnie had only been distant to you because he was always busy and you had had to go out of your way and try to talk to him. Once you were able to strike up a conversation it was like talking to a family member you hadn’t seen in a long time -especially since your Uncle Jimmy seemed to speak the same tech-language as Donnie and you got along great with him.

But Leo?

That was different because unlike the others, he seemed to have kept his distance on purpose. He was never rude and would always talk to you when you spoke, he’d hang out or eat with you all when asked but he wouldn’t seek your company like the others would.

Until you had been walking home from work one evening and someone had tried to mug you, jumping out from an alleyway and dragging you into it with a knife at your throat. It had lasted all of five minutes before he was gasping in pain, on the floor of the alley with a broken arm and Leo was standing over him with an expression you’d never seen before. You’d never seen him look that angry even when he was arguing with Raph. Hell, you’d never even seen Raph that angry and you’d seen him smash an engine block with his bare hands while in a rage!

That was how you had ended up training with them all, because you had tried to break the tension and made an offhand joke about not having the same kind of training as the turtles. Leo had turned to look at you, that same intense expression on his face still, and offered to train you to be able to look after yourself.

Now, following the loops, turns and twists of the route, you had never been happier. The only person more flexible than you was Splinter and that was getting to be a close run thing, since gymnastics had been your specialty while still at school. You had kept yourself as limber as you could but strength had never been… high on your list of personal skills. So Splinter had put together a training plan that worked on your speed instead; hence the test course today to see how well you were doing with the jumps, spins, kicks and flips Leo had been training you in.

You were so focused and so in the zone, following the signs and moving from space to space that you missed something that should have been obvious. What you missed, was that it was raining outside and you were in the sewers. Sure, the brothers lived and moved in the part of the sewers that dealt with storm run off instead of human waste management, but that still meant there was water everywhere.

That meant that as your foot slipped while you made a jump, the jump failed and you fell when you were supposed to land in the wide mouth of a pipe. You didn’t even make it close enough to try and grab hold of the mouth, missing it by inches as you fell into the darkness around you.

Panic filled you and it was all you could do to pull your arms and legs in, ready to brace and roll. You hit something with your ribs that knocked the air out of you but it seemed to work in your favour as you grabbed blindly. It slowed you down enough that as you fell again, you slammed into something that only knocked the wind out of you again, instead of breaking any bones.

Laying there with your eyes closed and feeling the cold, wet cement underneath you, you wait for the world to stop moving and your heart rate to start slowing down. Not sure how long that took, you take a moment to feel your body. Your ribs are on fire but your pretty sure they aren’t broken because you can still breathe without it hurting too much. Aside from that, there’s nothing else that won’t heal in a few days.

Opening your eyes, you let out a groan as you realise you can’t see anything. There’s not a single mote of light anywhere that would allow you to see where you are. All you can hear is the echoing sound of trickling, flowing water but that's it.

You had been using a headband with two LED lights fixed to it but that seems to have come off as you had fallen. And since no one had expected you to have a problem, you didn’t have any kind of backup with you. Even the gauntlet Donnie had made for you didn’t have so much as a single LED light on it.

Realising you were stuck, you activated the panic button and started to shift about, exploring the space you were in with your hands. Taking deep and even breaths and focusing on your breathing -as best you could with bruised ribs- you quickly find the wall behind you and the drop all the way around. You had landed on a ledge that was roughly two metres by two and had once had something to do with access ladders, since you can feel the start of a ladder going downwards but it had since rusted through before the first rung.

Sitting up with your back to the wall behind you, you keep trying to focus on your breathing but it's getting harder. It's getting harder and the blackness around you is starting to feel like it's pressing in on you.

You could handle it normally, you tell yourself. You can handle the sewer tunnels heading to the lair and back because they have to fit the brothers in them. Easy. And you could handle the dark, you are an adult. But this?

Placing your hands on the concrete beneath you, pulling your legs up to your chest, you try to distract yourself.

But… but it's not working.

It feels like the darkness around you is getting thicker…

That it's getting harder to pull in each breath because it means you need to pull this darkness into your lungs…

Opening your eyes or closing them, it doesn’t matter.

You can feel the darkness around you.

You can feel it like a blanket pressing down on you.

It’s pressing down on your too much!

It's too tight!

The walls are getting too close and you can feel the weight of the cement above your head.

You can’t see it but you swear you could feel it all.

Why is it so hard to breathe?

The only thing you can hear is the sound of your breath and your heart pounding in your ears.

You can’t even hear the water anymore!

Help.

Where is help?!

Will they be able to find you?!

You should call out!

But how?

You can barely breathe!

Why is the air so thick? It’s like trying to breathe water.

Help!

It's so dark!

So close!

Dark…

Breathe…

…

Dark…

…

A hand touches you suddenly and makes you gasp in a breath, jumping so hard that it's only that same hand that stops you falling off of your ledge.

“Shush shush, I got you,” croons a voice by your ear.

It's gentle, soothing.

A voice from your dreams and one you could pick out of thousands.

“Leo?” You croak, shifting and blinking open swollen eyes.

When did you start crying?

“Hey, don’t try and speak just yet,” he soothes as he tries to look you over.

Blinking again, you realise you can see!

You can see around you.

You can see those blue eyes, the ones that can enchant you with a glance. Crystal blue eyes that seem to look right through you but you treasure their glance nevertheless. Your eyes flick around his face, taking in the eyes, the mask, his green skin firm muscles, the beak and those wide, soft lips.

Everything that you thought for a moment, you would never see again.

Gentle hands are tugging at you as he feels your arms and legs for breaks or swellings.

Those hands move up your arms, squeezing gently and helping you to feel grounded at last. You know he’s just checking you for injuries but… it helps you feel safe. Then as those hands move over your shoulders, his thumbs moving over your collar bone, your eyes lock with his.

Sitting there, dirty and bruised, your face still wet from tears, it's all you can do to fight off the urge to press a kiss to his lips.

You feel your cheeks heat up, as his hands slowly move up your neck, feeling the back of your neck and pressing against your head.

“Do you… do you… have a-any kind of headache?” Leo manages now, speaking slowly as his eyes never leave yours. It's like you have him in a trance somehow, sitting there and looking up at him.

“No.” You manage to murmur out, not wanting to move your head and dislodge his hands as they slip back down to rest, one on your shoulder and the other on your cheek.

“What happened Y/N?” He asks you in that same gentle croon, and you think that it's not far off sounding like a churr.

You’d heard the boys churr a few times, usually after Raph or Mikey had fallen asleep on the sofa and been gently woken up by Splinter. Or from Donnie when he was distracted and you placed a fresh cup of coffee on its specially made heat-pad coaster. He’d do it as a way of saying thank you, not even realising he was doing more than just nodding his head in gratitude.

But you’d never heard it from Leo before.

Now you could hear it. Softly, as he tried to sooth you because you realised now, that you were still shaking. It felt that, as you realised you were going to be okay, your body suddenly realised it too and the pain came back in waves.

Every muscle was tense and hurt, from the fall and from being curled up so tightly for who knew how long. Two minutes like this was probably too long, you think sardonically.

“I was running the course,” you mumble, leaning into his hand on your cheek and slowly moving a hand to wrap it around his wrist. His skin always felt cool unless he’d been training but now it felt too warm as you realised how cold you were.

“I was running and slipped on something wet… I fell and missed the pipe I should have been in.”

Your throat hurts but as you start to breathe, as your body starts to calm itself down from the state you were in, it is already feeling easier to talk.

“I’m sorry.” You manage sadly, still not taking your eyes off of his.

“You don’t have anything to be sorry for,” Leo says softly, kneeling down closer to you and pressing his forehead to yours. You can’t help but let your eyes slip closed as you feel his breath on your face, his warmth so close to you, you could just stay like this forever.

“We didn’t test the route when it was wet. It’s my fault this happened.”

“Oh shush,” you manage in a lighter tone, almost teasing. “A ninja should be prepared for anything.”

Leo manages to let out a huff of a laugh, his eyes flicking open as he goes to pull back but you tug gently on his wrist and he stops.

“And I’m still sorry,” you continue, letting your eyes slip closed as fresh tears fall. “I didn’t tell you… I’m… I’m scared of…of…”

“The dark and small spaces?” Leo fills in for you as your voice fails you.

You feel so ashamed of yourself. Your a grown ass adult and here you are, crying like a child that’s scared of the darkness around you.

The rational part of your mind points out that humans weren’t made to live underground, that even people who worked underground everyday would get upset and disorientated if left in complete and utter blackness.

You didn’t listen to that part of your mind and continued to feel terrible, until you felt a hand shift and wipe your tears away.

“Don’t cry, Y/N, I’m here now.”

That voice again.

That soothing sound that could calm you and ground you, no matter the situation.

Opening your eyes and looking up at him, still sitting just higher than you, he smiles down at you.

“There we go,” he encourages as his free hand slips down to rest on your shoulder again. “There’s those beautiful eyes. You can’t keep hiding them from me, not if it means your going to be crying.”

Beautiful eyes?

Oh gods you were going to have another panic attack again.

“Don’t go widening them at me like that,” teases Leo playfully, smirking as he leans back slightly. “That’s like putting a knife to my throat. I’ll end up giving you anything you want.”

Blinking a few times, you wonder if you had in fact hit your head and died or were maybe just delusional and suffering from hallucinations.

It seems like he’s reading your mind as he tilts his head to the side, “don’t you believe me?”

You manage to shake your head slightly, despite his hand still on your cheek.

“Really?” He teases, but his expression is turning bittersweet and tinged with sadness. “You never noticed at all?”

Panic starts to fill you again as you worry about what it is he’s talking about, as you try and piece together whatever it is that you might have missed. What was he talking about?

“Oi oi, relax… shhh, relax.” Leo says suddenly, making shushing noises again as he leans down and briefly nuzzles the top of your head with his nose. “I’ve just got you calmed down, don’t go working yourself up until I’ve gotten you out of here. Now, do you think you can move?”

Distracted by the contact, you nod at him and with his help you start to shift and move. Using the wall and his hands, you get to your feet and look around you. Leo had brought several one-hour glow sticks and they were scattered around the space, making so much light after the darkness, it felt blinding!

After a few minutes for the dizziness to pass, Leo had you climb on to his shell and grip the straps he used for his swords, tucking your toes in at his sides. It wasn’t as awkward as you would have thought and you rested your head on the shell beneath you as Leo made short work of the climb up and out of the service shaft.

Once he says it's safe, you look around and see one of the more familiar, large round tunnels the brothers use. Leo had climbed out of one of the narrower tunnels that connected to this one, and you remember that you’d been cautioned during every visit for months, not to go wandering and exploring the off shoots.

Now you are glad you never tried to.

On your feet once more, Leo hovers close by as you look yourself over. The simple cotton trousers and long sleeve top you wear for training is filthy and ripped in a few places, nothing that will hurt your dignity but your going to be throwing the set in the bin without a doubt.

“How are you feeling now?” Leo asks now, sounding a little more like his normal self.

“Oddly… I think being down there like that helped me,” you say with a shy smile up at him. “I always felt like these tunnels were a bit… small but now? This feels great!”

Leo laughed quietly as you spread your arms and spun around on the spot, then as you wince from your ribs, he’s leaning back in again. Getting you to hold your arms up, you bite your lower lip as his large, unusual hands move over your torso.

You feel the blush on your cheeks like a fever and you know he had to feel your heart pounding in your chest as he knelt in front of you, looking up into your face for signs of pain.

“So Y/N… did you… really never notice?” Leo asks suddenly as his hands come to rest on your hips, his face looking up at yours as you slowly drop your arms. Without thinking, you bring your hands down to rest on his firm shoulders.

“Notice what?” You ask carefully, feeling hope rising in your chest like a flower blossoming. But it's burning as it grows and with it comes fear.

Leo’s eyes continue to look up at you, and in that moment you can read so much in them. He’s so open as he looks up at you, so much hope and love in those clear blue eyes. He’s looking at you like you just hung the moon and spun the stars, all for him.

But there’s pain and fear.

“I thought I was just seeing what I wanted to see,” you whisper in a small voice as your mind brings up all the little things Leo was hinting at.

All those times when you had asked and he’d done, all those little moments when he’d be walking past and you’d call his name and he’d change direction without even breaking stride. Every moment when you had text him that you were bored or lonely and he’d pop up with some idea for you two to do together, or with the group.

Then you remembered every small gesture, lingering touch and shy glance.

“I… wasn’t just imagining it because…” Your words are small and quiet as you stand there, looking down at Leonardo, your hands resting on his shoulders as he looks up at you with hope in his eyes. “Because I-I love you… and… and I wish we could try and be m-more than friends.”

He smiles that slow, beautiful smile that’s had your heart fluttering since you first laid eyes on him and he did it then. Smiling, Leo lifts a hand to yours and takes it off his shoulder, bringing it to his lips as he presses a kiss to it.

“Would it be too forward to ask to take you on a date?” He says in his most charming tone and you can feel your face heating up again as you try not to giggle with nerves.

“Most certainly not,” you reply playfully as an idea occurs to you. “I even have somewhere in mind.”

“Oh?”

“Well there’s the Golden Gate Bridge?”

“Yes?”

“And I have a fear of heights…”

Your words trail off as he starts to chuckle, pulling you closer so he can bury his face in your stomach as the chuckle turns into a full laugh and you can’t help but rest your hands on his head as you giggle. After a few minutes, he lifts his head and looks up at you, still holding you close so that his chin is resting on your stomach instead.

“What am I going to do with you?”

“Not sure, but I’m your problem now!”

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bluesakurablossom · 2 years

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Sooooooo romantic! There is nothing more loving than a marriage proposal from a mutant turtle! 💙❤️💜🧡

I’m feeling lovey dovey today how about marriage proposals from our lovely green boys?

I know this is from a couple of months ago, I’m still catching up on asks. But I decided that New Year’s Eve proposals sounded lovely. Let’s see how the boys would go about it. 🎆

Warning: Some language, hints of NSFW, mention of an alcoholic beverage

Raphael

It had to be perfect. You were perfect. You deserved the best he could offer. So once he had secured the ring, he started planning. Dinner with all your favorite foods, and then a thermos of hot chocolate to share on the rooftop hideout he had set up so you could still see Times Square while hidden from all the drones and cameras everywhere.

Raphael hoped you couldn’t tell how nervous he was throughout the meal. You went on about work and your resolutions for the upcoming year, while he struggled to swallow each bite. The ring was a weight in his pocket, and he checked for it a dozen times.

Finally, the two of you bundled up and headed to your secret spot. You were so excited, getting charged from the exuberance of the crowds below. Raph had borrowed a pair of high powered binoculars from Donnie so you could see the performances on stage better and view the crowd. The thermos of hot chocolate helped keep you warm. While you viewed everything going on in the Square, Raph just watched you. He thought about how his life had changed since you became a part of it. From your friendship early on, to falling in love, and then to realizing he never wanted to be apart. You made him a better man, and he worshipped the ground you walked on. With ten minutes to go before midnight, he gathered his courage and began the final segment of his big plan.

“Ya know, babe,” he murmured, “we marked a lotta things off the old bucket list.”

“Yeah, we did, didn’t we?” you smiled warmly as memories flooded your mind.

“What was your favorite?” he asked, genuinely curious.

You thought a moment, and shared a couple that had been particularly special to you. Raphael felt his heart start to beat faster. Glancing at the clock, he saw there was five minutes left to go. It was now or never.

“So, with all the amazing things we did, there is still one thing that I’d like to do before this year is over.”

You cocked a brow. There wasn’t exactly a lot of time to do anything. But then, Raph got down on one knee, pulling a black velvet box from his pocket and tears of both joy and utter shock filled your eyes.

“Y/n, ya know I love ya more than anything else in this world. Would ya do me the honor of marrying me?”

He was proud that he managed to ask with a strong voice, though the hand holding out the open box was shaking and he hoped the ring didn’t fall out. You sniffled with a nod, afraid to try to speak. Thankfully, Raph understood.

“Yeah? Is that a yeah?” he asked excitedly.

You lost the battle with your tears and as they spilled down your cheeks, you managed to squeak out a “Yes!”

Raph felt his own eyes welling up as he slipped the ring onto your finger. At that moment, the crowd below was counting down from 10 seconds. As shouts of “Happy New Year!” and cheers filled the air, the two of you may as well have been the only ones in New York City, so focused on each other as you were. Your New Year’s kiss was full of love and the promise of a much more thorough celebration once you got home. ♥️

Michelangelo

The exuberant turtle knew it was time. Time for Angelcakes to become Wifeycakes. Time for him to pop the all important question, and he didn’t mean the one about anchovies on pizza. He had a ‘sweet’ idea for how to ask you, and New Year’s Eve was the perfect time. While his brothers opted to go out to celebrate, he talked you into staying in with him.

When you arrived at the lair, he had a smorgasbord spread all over the living room area, and Times Square already on the television. Some pop group was performing their hit song so Mikey helped you remove your winter layers and immediately pulled you into a dance off. You were already red-faced and laughing before you even touched any of the snacks. After gorging yourselves on pizza, cheese puffs and cheese whiz straight into the mouth, you ended up in Mikey’s lap, singing along to all the songs you knew and letting your tummy settle.

Mikey was absentmindedly playing with your fingers and dropping soft kisses on the top of your head. It was so nice, you nearly dozed off. But then his kisses moved to the side of your neck and you moaned. Turning in his arms, you straddled his lap, and the two of you began to make out like horny teenagers. The sound of the tv faded away as blood rushed to your head and your ears buzzed. You were contemplating just hauling Mikey off to his bedroom, forget the countdown, when he suddenly pulled back and checked the time. Five minutes to go.

A mischievous grin split his face wide open and he gently set you to his side while he pulled something from his pocket. He hid the item, but you could hear a wrapper crinkling as it was ripped open. Mikey turned back to you, then settled on one knee.

“Angelcakes, will you make me the happiest turtle on earth by being my bride?” he asked, laying the charm on thick, all while holding out an orange flavored Ring Pop.

You couldn’t stop the fit of giggles as you held out your hand and answered, just as cheekily, “I would love to be your bride, my brave ninja warrior.”

Mikey slid the candy ring on your finger, then popped it into his mouth for a quick taste. You both laughed as he tugged you closer. One minute left on the clock, and your sweet terrapin was nuzzling your neck again. That was it. As soon as the ball dropped, you were dragging him to a more private place. You sucked on your ring pop with purpose.

“10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! Happy New Year!!”

Mikey pulled you in for a toe-curling kiss. Then suddenly, he grabbed your hand and pulled your ring pop off, tossing it away.

“Hey!” you grumbled.

Mikey just shrugged, “You know what they say, out with the old, in with the new.”

And with that, he slipped the actual engagement ring on your finger. You stuttered and made unintelligible sounds, before squealing in delight.

“Really? You really want to get married?!”

“Yep, and you already said yes. No take-backsies,” he shook a finger at you.

You laughed even as you covered his face in kisses.

“I love you so much, Mikey.”

“I love you more.” 🧡

Leonardo

It was his most important mission to date. He had to plan it out, execute it with precision, and secure the future with the acquisition of a “yes” from your lips. It needed to be romantic but not too over the top so you wouldn’t suspect anything. A cozy night in, watching the festivities from your couch, was the perfect set up.

When Leonardo arrived at your place, he had a small bag with him. You were surprised since he had everything he needed here at your apartment. Extra clothes, toothbrush, even extra weapons and gear. When you questioned him, he just smiled mysteriously and brushed your curiosity aside. Shrugging, you called in your takeout order and then found “New Year’s Rockin’ Eve” on your tv.

Leo was quick to pull you in to cuddle with him on the couch as you watched the musical performances. He only let go of you when the food was delivered so you could eat. Once dinner was done, he reached into his secretive bag and pulled out a bottle of sake. Your eyes lit up at the treat he so rarely allowed himself. You went into the kitchen and rummaged until you found the sake set, grabbing the cups and bringing them back to the living room. Leo poured a glass for both of you before pulling you close again. His lips grazed your temple again and again as you sipped your drink.

“This is really nice,” you mumbled, feeling the warmth of the sake and the sweetness of the moment.

Leo hummed his appreciation. He was feeling rather confident, verging on cocky. He knew you loved him as deeply as he loved you. And he was certain that his mission would be a rousing success. It was nearly time.

“I love you so much,” he murmured into your ear.

The sake wasn’t all that was warming you up as you replied, “I love you, too baby.”

As the countdown began on tv, he reached into his bag of tricks once more, pulling out the ring and hiding it in his large hand. Just as the final two seconds were counted down, you turned in his arms, ready for your New Year’s kiss. The kiss was firm and certain, like Leonardo. The give and take of his plump lips with your smaller, soft ones still gave you shivers, even after all the time together. Tongues caressed and fingers squeezed any skin they could grasp. When you pulled apart for air, Leo cleared his throat and smiled.

“The saying goes that whatever you are doing at midnight, you’ll do throughout the coming year,” he murmured, disentangling himself from your arms. Then he got down on a knee and continued, “How about for the rest of our lives?”

With the ring held out to you, Leo smiled joyfully, “Will you marry me?”

Your “yes!” nearly busted his eardrums, but it was perfect as you held out your hand so he could put the ring on it. Despite his conviction that you would say yes, Leo still felt like a weight had lifted from his shoulders. He lifted you into his arms, carrying you to your bedroom to spend the rest of the night showing you just how thankful he was to have you.💙

Donatello

It didn’t take a genius to see that you were his perfect match. You accepted all his quirks, his nerdy side, and his green, scaly skin. You understood the importance and the gravity of his work, and you had the patience of a saint. You loved him in spite of what he was and he couldn’t imagine his life without you in it. Now to ask you to be his forever. There was nothing traditional about your relationship, so he decided a traditional proposal was out of the question. This required his technological genius. At least one remote controlled robot, and hmm….two drones? It took hours to get everything set up but he was confident that it was going to blow your socks off.

Instead of heading towards Times Square, Donnie took you away from the crowds to the rooftop of an abandoned apartment building across town. While the place looked pretty sketch, you trusted your boyfriend completely. Donnie blindfolded you on the way up to the roof and as you waited, you heard the clicks that you assumed were buttons being pressed. Leave it to Donnie to improve the New Year’s Eve experience. When the blindfold was finally removed, you gasped at the sight.

A white screen was set up and a projector was showing the the festivities in the Square in real time. One drone was flying around taking video of your reaction, while another slowly flew back and forth around the roof with a soft light show beaming from it. You spotted a picnic blanket set up with a bottle of champagne chilling and a small charcuterie board with meats, cheeses and crackers. The grin that broke out across your face could outshine the stars.

“Donnie! This is amazing! It’s all so beautiful,” you gushed.

“And yet it doesn’t even compare to you.”

Donnie tapped on his wrist controller and suddenly a small remote control contraption came out from behind the screen and rolled right up to you. A robotic arm lifted from the middle and stopped before your curious face.

“Y/n, if my life is an atom, then you are the nucleus. You are the best thing to ever happen to me, outside of getting mutated. When I envision the future, you are always right next to me,” he paused for effect, then pushed another button on the controller. As the robotic arm opened its ‘hand,’ it revealed a stunning engagement ring.

“I’d like to form an alliance with you that spans the length of our lives. What is your answer?”

You couldn’t help it, a giggle slipped out. At Donnie’s frown, you felt another bubble up. Donnie was beginning to second guess himself.

“Donnie, you are such a dork! And I love you for it,” you exclaimed, taking the ring and sliding it onto your finger. “I will gladly marry you.”

Donnie let out the breath he didn’t know he had been holding, “I don’t know why you laughed, you understood the question.”

You kissed him to keep from laughing harder. He was a nerd, but he was your nerd. You rang in the New Year in his arms, feeding him cheese slices and pepperonis, both of you looking forward to your greatest adventure yet. 💜

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