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request: Hi, hi! May I request a Rise Leo one-shot? In some battle with a random villain, his long-time friend and crush falls under a mystic love spell that makes her act like she's head over heels for him for a month, and when it's over she doesn't remember any of it? She likes him too but never said anything bc she didn't think he'd like her back. I hope this isn't *too* detailed! Thank you so much for reading this. And pls take your time, I hope you're having a great day!💕

🝮 “ sorry i took so long ”

rise!leo x female!potioned!reader

author’s note: woo, I accidentally may have dragged this out super far…. erm…. i hope You like it,,, 🥺

word count: 6.3k

“ Tell me again why I’m here, Leo!! “

Narrowly dodging the gunk that came your way, dissolving the wall behind you, a shrieking inquiry was tossed at your friend-in-blue as you were both currently running for your lives through the weaving streets of the Hidden City.

“ No one else was available! ”

“ Ugh! ”

You ducked down with a shriek, dodging a mystic spell that popped into glitters and streaks like a firework as it hit the wall instead. Ignoring that, you trailed after a much-too-fast Leo, quickly growing winded, while thinking about this whole mess your best friend, Leo, roped you into.

—-

A sing-songy voice calls out your name. You were in your bathroom, tending to your hair when a special someone called for you. “ one second! “ you called, sitting things down on the counter, smoothing out your shorts, and then peeking out the room to see none other than mister Blue himself jogging in.

“ Y/N! Great, you’re ready, c’mon! ”

His hand has already found yours, lacing fondly and tugging you along to some yet-to-be-disclosed. If it weren’t for previously identical disasters starting just like this, you would have melted into the touch and been all-too delighted at holding this eccentric pal’s hand.

Alas! Thou art no fool, so you resist his pull, leaning backwards and digging your heels into the carpet of your room.

“ Hold on, partner! Remember what I said last time? ”

Narrowing your eyes at him, Leo stops dragging you and drops his shoulders with a sigh.

“ How did it go again, right, quote ‘Per Clause “Stop Getting Y/N in Messed-Up Situations”, Leonardo Hamato is required to debrief Y/N L/N on the shenanigans she is being dragged into’, end quote. ”

“ Exactly, now what is it this time? ”

Rubbing your hands, you shifted your weight and rested a hand on your hip, scrutinizing the turtle with your gaze. He seemed a bit nervous for a second but quickly recovered.

“ I was going to tell you on the way there, but since you’re Miss Impatient—“

Cue your dramatic gasp—

“—I SUPPOSE I can just tell you now. Mikey is doing a special dinner for Pops’ birthday, and I’m on delivery duty to retrieve some mystic ingredient his dish can’t live without. ”

“ Aww, how sweet, okay I’m in. ”

You turned your back to him, retrieving a backpack and filling it with some items. In the meantime, Leo plopped onto your bed with a playful huff, looking around the room he had seen far too many times.

“ See, now was that so hard? ”

Leo hummed curiously.

“ Telling me what we’re doing instead of letting me find out the hard way! “

Unhooking a light jacket from it’s hanger, you pulled it on, arm through arm, and tugged it for good measure. Leo hopped to his feet and came over to you, picking off something stuck to your shoulder. It was a sticker, probably off your computer or notebook. He rolled it between his fingers contemplatively, topping it all off with a dramatic “ hmmmmm ”. You held your breath at the distance, swearing you could smell him… Wait hold on, was that cologne? How the hell—

“ More fun my way. ”

He grinned, grabbing your hand again and yanking you through a portal as you flailed and stuttered out a series of questions, grunts, and groans.

—-

Turns out Mikey left out one important fun-fact, and that was his special ingredient was not only located in a certain witch’s garden ((a community one, but more so a “ local community! ” and not a “ topsider coming down here to take it ” one)), but also that there were crude signs posted up banning a certain brother who may or may not have resembled Leo.

So that’s what landed you two here, in this chase through the underground yokai territory, dodging angry spells and booking it down unfamiliar paths.

“ No one else was available! ”

Leo responded, turning his head to look back at you as you groaned out in annoyance. It wasn’t a shock that you were slower than him, but the distance increasing between you both was alarming enough for him to pivot on his foot and turn. His hand shot out to you, intending to grab yours and just haul you away, but instead your connected hand was yanked. He threw you behind him, shouting “ watch out! “ as he slashed a glass that a pursuing witch had thrown.

The witch—wizard?— glared at you both. He was the last of many to keep up the chase, others having been lost to obstacles, quick-second traps, or who just gave up.

Then his eyes fell upon you, on the ground behind the oh-so-heroic blue, and immediately a slick grin appeared on his face. While still yelling obscenities, the witch cackled while rushing off in the opposite direction.

Confused, Leo turned around to look at you and realize the slashed glass’ contents splatted onto you. Chills shot down his spine as he dropped down into a squat, careful not to touch the substance as it was… seeping into your skin?!

“ Oh, oh man—oh, oh, are you okay? Y/N? Does it hurt?! ”

Frantically, he pat himself down for a rag of sorts to try and wipe the liquid away and prevent anymore from being absorbed into your skin.

Nothing.

He looked back at you with widened eyes, only to find you gazing back at him. You didn’t seem… in pain? You weren’t even yelling at him for throwing you down like that. Were you okay? What was that potion anyways? Did it have no effect on you?

“ Y/N, hey, come on, “

Leo pleaded, reaching a hand out for your forehead. Warm, really warm, he frowned. His arm slacked, returning to his side as he internally pleaded for you to say anything.

After an uncomfortable thickened grew between you both, you finally moved. Leo was both relieved and started, as you began leaning close to him with glossy doe eyes.

“ Ah—haha, hey, Y/N? “

Nervously he stammered, not daring to move an inch. Was there something wrong? Something on his face??

Well, now there was. A kiss, placed softly upon his cheek, followed by arms enveloping him lovingly. Your hand rested on the back of his head, pressing his face into your shoulder as you hugged him.

“ That was a close one… Thank god you’re okay, Leo! ”

Deer in the headlights. Leo was speechless, for once, stiff in your embrace.

“ You scared that witch off, my strong handsome boy. “

Wait, what was that last bit?

Quickly his hands met your shoulders, pulling you off him as he put a gap between the two of y’all. He was searching your eyes for explanation, hands holding your shoulders firmly. There was a deep green hue flushing his cheeks and snout, peeking from up under his mask.

“ What? ”

—-

“ DONNIE! ”

CLASH.

CLANK.

and other sounds of things breaking and rolling.

And then the annoyed growl of a peeved brother.

“ Oh sweet brother of mine, you had better hope your reason for this mess is enough to protect you from my wrath. “

Grumbled the genius brother as he turned from the clutter, seeing Leonardo with a frantic expression—a fresh change of pace to that cocky grin of his—and you, latched to his arm lovingly.

“ Oh, great, you barged in here just to inform me you’re together. Shocker, allow me to show my surprise. “

Silence followed as the two brothers stared at each other. A metaphorical tumbleweed may have strolled on by, who’s to say. Donnie’s face had no change, and Leo’s only seemed to scrunch up more and more with each passing second.

“ …? “

He gestured his hands as if to say “ go on????? ”

“ Oh. That was it, that was my surprised face. “

“ Ha, ha, Don, no! That’s not it! Remember that Hidden City mission I was supposed to do? “

“ Ah, yes, the mission Mikey asked you specifically to carry out. Now let me guess, you’re here because you begged Y/N to go with you, and when you both got there, they insultingly mistook you for your more handsome brother, so you both had to escape, and amidst the chase, she ended up getting doused with some witch’s brew? ”

“ N—Wait, yes, how did you do tha? That’s creepily accurate… ”

Donnie simply reached a hand out, tilting a monitor to show a display that looked to be an angle from a Hidden City surveillance camera.

“ You saw it all from start to finish and didn’t help me?! Wait, then you saw—”

“ Her kiss you? As did every officer in the hidden city—not like they care. Now, if you’re here to ask for my help in this predicament, I am happy to say no. ”

“ What? Why! You’re my brother, what happened to treating your family with kindness? ”

Irked, the purple-banded turtle gestured to his lab.

“ Exhibit A, family kindness was not shown in refraining from bothering me. Exhibit B, last week you opted for eating the last slice of pizza when Mikey told you to come tell me food was here. Exhibit C, yo—“

“ Okay, okay, fine, I get it. My own flesh and blood would rather Y/N suffers than help her. ”

Donned with her best puppy eyes, Leo affectionately—and dramatically—nuzzles you. It seems you hadn’t read your script, as you were simply placing yet another public kiss upon his cheek, pouting at his brother.

“ Come on Donnie, don’t be so mean to him. Look how cute he is, there’s no way you can be mean to this face~! “

Delighted, your hands were rubbing his cheeks, mushing and melding the flesh as he watched you with big eyes. Had the circumstances been different, he may have been perfectly content and okay with this.

“ First, gross, second, wow that potion obviously broke her eyes too, third, ‘Nardo, this is mystic business. I can run some diagnostics, but I am a scientist, not a wizard. “

Running a hand through nonexistent hair, Donnie came over and tapped you, gesturing to follow him. You gave Leo a worried look, but when he smiled and gave you thumbs up, you were all the more willing to let him go and follow Donnie wherever.

Internally though, you couldn’t fight the oddest idea that something wasn’t right, but your head would say, “ oh, stop worrying, you’ll make leo worry, too! “ and you wouldn’t want that, would you? To worry your sweet knight? Of course, you also couldn’t exactly remember when he changed from “ secret crush ” to “ sweet knight ”, but maybe you’re just really distracted right now!

Ah… Well, that isn’t a believable excuse, but it’s all your foggy brain could come to.

“ Yowch—Donnie! ”

You glared at him, flinching from no warning as he pricked your skin and took a blood sample.

“ It will take a bit for the results of this to come in, so I suggest you send her home in the meantime. It doesn’t seem life threatening yet. “

Donnie paused for a second, then turned to look at Leo.

“ Emphasis on yet, perhaps keeping an eye on her would be best. ”

And then his back was turned to you as he began loading up some machine with the sample. You sighed, going back to Leo’s side while rubbing your arm. What was all this even for, you wondered. It was odd that your memories before getting in here were foggy, but surely whatever happened didn’t warrant this much weirdness?

Well, at least now you can have time with Leo—just the two of you!

“ Thank you, Dontron, you’re the best brother. ”

“ Yeah, okay, don’t let ‘Angelo hear that. ”

Leo turned, shivering as your delicate hands laced around his arm. It was distracting enough that the portal he made turned out wibbly-wobbly, dropping you both off at the complex across from yours. The giggle you made was all the more distracting on top of everything. Leaning your head onto his shoulder, a smile graced your features.

“ Wow, Leo, are you stalling going home to spend more time with me? “

For the second time today, the talkative Leo was rendered speechless. Another portal was made, and the two of you were stumbling into your living room—possibly knocking over some things on the way in, too, but you didn’t care. You were going to give another teasing quip, but as you turned to deliver it, the room was empty, ‘cept for you, obviously. He had managed to leave just as quickly as you had both arrived…

A pout tugged on your lips as your hand rubbed your other arm awkwardly.

What was that all about….?

—-

In the coming days, your lovey-dovey expressions towards Leo didn’t seem to have a stop in sight. If anything, they skyrocketed. Dangerously so.

Donnie’s results were in within a day, indicating what he said was an equation of, “ C8H11NO2, C10H12N2O, and C43H66N12O12S2 ” being amped up, produced in a highly active process whenever a certain somebody was nearby.

In other words—or rather, dumber terms, as Leo requested—you were simply under the effects of some mystic magic that would increase Dopamine, Serotonin, and Oxytocin levels in his company.

That wasn’t simple enough, as Leo dragged on for an even simpler explanation. Exasperated, Donnie groaned that basically you’re under the effects of a love-inducing spell.

Cogs clicked into place for Leo, and his first thought was, surprisingly, to avoid you. If this was you under an intoxication of sorts, then of course he couldn’t take advantage of that. The best option would be avoidance, to save you embarrassment of coming to terms with your behavior afterwards! A foolproof plan, right? Makes sense? Total sense!

Of course, this was an ideal situation, not what happened in reality. Reality piece number 1 would kick in two days after the potion incident.

There Leo was, doing his usual boasting act as he and his brothers did their weekly encounter with Hypno and Warren. He found himself as the target of one of Hypno’s rings boomeranging in his direction. Braced and ready to parry it with his ōdachi, his focus shattered when a desperate “ leo! “ startled him. Instantly, he was dodging the hippo’s weapon by slamming into the ground from a strong force tackling him down.

He recovered quickly, especially after the teasing “ ooooooh~! “ from the nosy villains he was actively sparring with, and met with your worried eyes.

Damn it.

“ Leo, are you okay? I was worried when you didn’t come b— “

Cue a quick hand clamping upon your mouth. Nope, nope, not exposing that to his brothers. They didn’t have to know how often he would visit you behind their backs. And you didn’t need to deal with their prying just from a slip-of-the-tongue.

One portal later and he was plopping you down on the couch in your room, pleading with you to stay and that he’d be back later (a lie).

Again, you were left sitting alone, confused as to why he was acting like this. Aren’t you both head over heels for each other? Is it just you? Your foot kicked the ground a bit as you leaned into the couch’s arm. Ah, wait, when you saw him and ran to him, you kind of… put something down..

“ I left my bag.. ”

Throwing up your arms and sliding into a laying-down position, you stared up at the ceiling and sniffled.

—-

“ Leo. “

“ I know, I know! I can’t keep avoiding her. ”

“ What? ”

Mikey quirked an eyebrow, swatting his brother’s hand away.

“ No, stop eating my ingredients. What’re you talking about, Y/N? You’re avoiding her? ”

Choose your words carefully, Leo, don’t want to accidentally bring out Dr. Feelings.

“ She’s under some potion effects, so I’m keeping a distance for her sake. ”

Mikey nodded, stirring the bowl he was holding. Occasionally he would reach over for herbs or so, sprinkling them into the mix.

“ Riiiiight, and you think that a potion that makes her like you more is the perfect situation to avoid her in? ”

“ You get it, yeah! ”

“ Mhmm, and what if you avoiding her makes it worse? ”

…

Crickets could have used this room as a perfect place for practice with how pin-droppingly quiet it was.

“ Right.. I should go see her, shouldn’t I.. ”

Leo traced circles in the residual flour on the table as his brother hummed in agreement. Reality puzzle piece number 2 was trickling down into its rightful place, a couple of days after he had last dropped you off at home.

Not to say that he went to see you after this, though. He sat up, stole a carrot sadly, ignored his brother’s “ hey! “ and slunk off to his room to sulk.

—-

In your apartment, you sprawled on the couch and rubbed your swollen nose with a tissue before crumpling it and throwing it into a nearby trash can.

One more look, you thought. Maybe I didn’t hear the notification, you reasoned, lifting your phone and clicking it on to read the all-too-cruel No New Notifications practically jeering at you.

Recognizing your face, your phone unlocked instantly, illuminating your face to the uncharacteristic message after message sent to the beloved ghosting you now.

NOTIFICATION

You have no new messages.

——————————————————

← Leonardo Hamato 💕 ☎︎

—————————————————— ︎O you 1 wk ago

Hey! Haha, you left so quick,

what’s up?

︎O you. 1 wk ago

Too good for goodbyes, huh?

lol

︎O you 1 wk ago

Good night, sleep well and

sweet dreams!

︎O you 1 wk ago

Sleep snug and warm!!

︎O you 5 days ago

Hey, you haven’t been coming

over as much!

︎O you 5 days ago

Maybe we could stay up and

watch a movie? Like usual?

︎O you 5 days ago

We could make dinner together

too! That’s always fun!

︎O you 5 days ago.

Or not

︎O you 5 days ago.

good night…

︎O you 4 days ago.

Good morning!!

︎O you 4 days ago.

Good night!!

︎O you 3 days ago.

Good morning

︎O you 1 day ago.

good night

︎O you 2 hrs ago.

I miss you..

——————————————————

One heavy sigh later and you were finished scrolling, getting up off the couch and into the kitchen for something to eat.

Hopefully there will be a ding..

—-

By the time the middle of the second week rolled around, Leo couldn’t handle going that long without shooting you a message or two—a quick, “ hey, how’s it going “ or a “ hey, check out this video, it reminded me of you “. Considering how much he popped in at your place, there was never any need for texting, just an occasional “ bored, can i pop in? “ or a “ don’t wanna do this homework, wanna drop by? “.

Seeing more messages from you, outside of their ordinary nature, was enough to make him feel even more horrible.

His feelings for you had always been a tad bit all over the place, but ever since that kiss, all your compliments, and those big eyes, there was no one in the world who wouldn’t have began their rapid descent into loving you.

From that moment, there was pretty much never a second spent without you on his mind, running circles and flushing his cheeks all over again. He spent more time in his room this time, not daring to give his brothers the chance to poke fun.

You were under a spell that made you love him. He couldn’t bring himself to take any kind of advantage of a situation like this. After all, he can easily make you fall for him, but it wouldn’t be rewarding if the competition was rigged. And this spell, how long would it last? Were you aware of it? Would you remember it all in the end? What would he do if you’re like this forever?

Before he put his phone down, he watched the three little dots appear in y’all’s messages and couldn’t help the heaviness in his chest, as he dropped the phone into the desk at his bedside.

Reality puzzle piece 4 fell into place as Leo laid in bed, eyes fixated on the ceiling. They followed the lines, the cracks and wear n’tear. Reflecting over the nights, days, the weeks, and even conversations, there was one line from his brother that echoed in his head.

“ … a potion that makes her like you more … “

There was a second of silence.

Then another.

And another, perhaps even a little water droplet falling could be heard.

Then followed the sound of frantic scrambling.

Sheets thumping upon the ground.

And lastly a dramatic gasp.

“ Makes her like me more?! Then—“

His hands meet his cheeks, slapping them cleanly to try and knock some sense into himself.

“—that means she liked me already?! ”

Ding ding, dearest Blue.

—-

Reality piece number 5th slammed into place as a “ patrolling ” Leo “ accidentally ” ended up at the balcony to your house, caught halfway through your window as you came from your room in sleepwear.

“ Leo? “

“ I can explain. ”

He responded immediately, punctuating the sentence with a harsh toppling in through your window. Against the floor, his body thumped unceremoniously in a mess of limbs and ligaments. This stirred a few breathy giggles from your sweet lips, followed by you dropping right by his side to help him up.

“ Leo! Are you okay? “

You wore a worried smile, delicate hands cupping his, stroking with a kindness you held only for him—matter of fact, it wasn’t even a new or foreign form of kindness. Had you always treated him this way? Was this potion really just… increasing what was already there?

“ Yeah.. ”

He had no reason to be here—not even an explanation for how he ended up in this side of town. You didn’t exactly live right above the lair, so your place wasn’t an easy “ right across the street “ venture.

And, your place was also usually…

Much neater—much cleaner—than it is now…

There were tissues balled up on the table beside your couch and dirty dishes in the sink. The counter had the remnants of a Maruchan ramen cup, topped with a fork upside down. Sheets were laid on the couch, right where he had last dropped you off at.

Suddenly, he remembered Mikey’s conversation and felt all the more guilty.

That bad feeling coiled its grip all around him, tightening as he finally gazed into your eyes, catching the puffiness.

“ Y/N…. I… I’m sorry. ”

His hand held yours, the one you helped him up with, and gently tugged you closer to him. The other hand reached up, cupping your cheek with a warmth you had been longing for all these weeks. You leaned into the hand with shaky lips, mentally repeating, “ i missed this “. Though, there was another thought gnawing at you—missed this? Why couldn’t you remember this happening? It was almost as though you were under some kind of…

But never mind that, the 5 piece reality puzzle was completed and fully illuminated for the Leo who was finally seeing the effect his impromptu plan was having. He couldn’t even deny the fact that it might have never even been a plan, he might have just been…

Afraid.

But the way you’re looking at him now, and how much he feels “ at home ” in a sense, well..

It was enough for him to change up his behavior. He didn’t know how much longer you would be like this—or if the effects had already gone away (though, the sweetness in your gaze assured him otherwise)—regardless of all that mess, he was going to be what you (and he) needed most right now.

“ Can I take you up on that movie n’dinner offer? Or, should we team up on this mess? ”

With a playful tone, he held both your hands in both of his, with his thumbs running along the tops of your hands lightly.

—-

“ Hey Leo… ”

It was the third week. The past few days had returned to a “ normal ”, with Leo starting to do his usual visits more often. The two of you had decided today would be for an impromptu sweets-making day and we’re currently laying on the floor while the stove heated up.

“ Yeah? ”

Leo turned his head, looking at you. Your hands fidgeted, and your eyes tried to find patterns in the popcorn ceiling.

There were holes in your memory, as if your mind was putting together a story—a lie— like a child put on trial by their parents. You turned to meet his gaze, resting your hand against your sternum.

“ This isn’t real, is it? ”

“ Excuse me? ”

Leo sat up, or more appropriately sprung up. He searched your expression for any kind of “ gotcha! “ or “ hah, made ya look! “ but found nothing but sincerity swirling in your eyes.

“ What, uh, what do you mean by that? ”

Nervously, he swapped his focus to the stove, standing up to put the ingredients into the pot. Today’s menu was homemade chocolates, and no, neither of y’all went to the store for it. This was happening with everything out of your pantry and the random stash of chocolate bars on top of the fridge.

On the floor you laid, glancing to his leg standing near your head. Your hand touched his ankle, tickling for a second as he made a strange noise and jerked his foot back, “ ah, hey! stop that—“

“ The way you’re acting, the way I’m acting—our texts, my memories.. Something happened in the witch’s town, didn’t it? Something I don’t remember? “

Now it was Leo’s turn to be confused. He looks down at you after stirring the pot a bit, settling down the spoon to let the heat take its course.

“ Y/N, you don’t remember what happened?”

He leans against the counter, one hand resting against the edge while the other holds his chin inquisitively. How should he respond to this? “ oh, yeah, you were hit with a love potion and i got scared because i love you and so i avoided you! “

Vetoed.

“ No, I just remember you, like… You tried to protect me from something, and then it got hazy. ”

He weighed his options, weighed how to respond, and eventually settled on an idea. Leo squats down beside you, reaching a hand to caress your cheek. The gesture is accepted as you nuzzled to the warmth, seeking the security his hold gave.

“ Y/N, I… I’m not sure what it was. ”

“ Donnie tested me, didn’t he? Days—no, weeks ago, when it happened? Didn’t he find anything? ”

eyuiii—- hoo boy, Leo….

“ No, the tests.. It’s mystic mojo, not Donnie’s vibes. You know that. ”

The way you squinted suspiciously at him almost made him break under the pressure. Luckily the pot was bubbling over and he needed to tend to that quickly!

“ Ah, hang on! ”

The conversation was dropped from there.

Neither of you picked it back up.

—-

While communication may have not been the strong suit, everything else was. To make up for secrets he was hiding, questions he was leaving unanswered, and tension being stirred, Leo had gone out of his way to impress and delight you. If you were to be stuck in this state forever, he was going to ensure that the you now was treated just as he would have treated the you before.

And that he did. You both got up to your usual shenanigans: pranks ending with one of the brothers shouting you or Leo’s name, sneaking into villain territories that may have been above a human’s pay grade, late-night lunar antics where no one would really mind it, but many might question it happening so late (such as playing games in courts past midnight or 3 AM park strolls).

But, you also ended up on some… out of the ordinary outings.

Dates, in other words.

There had been a few times where Leo portaled into your living room, letting himself into every room until he found you, only to discover you in a fancy or well-thought out outfit that he said couldn’t go to waste.

In just this third week, you had managed to acquire ice skating by experience as your beloved snuck you both right on into a closed rink (and sabotaged the cameras, of course!), to —embarrass— to have fun!

You had shaky legs in the skates,like that of a newborn deer, but nothing could beat the skipping of your heart each time Leo caught you in his arms as you went down, saying a slow, “ whoa there, don’t go falling for me yet… “ with a smile that had done you in way before his warning.

By the end of it, you had fallen right into his embrace. Hands on his chest, eyes locked in intense contact. A gravity pulled you both in, lips just barely touching—you were so sure you could feel his breath rolling across your skin.

But, leave it to someone’s phone blaring with a warning, a “ Donnie Alert '' cautioning Leo that someone was coming into the building. Just how much time did you both spend in that rink together?

The week had also brought you the full cliché experience of a movie date. Well, maybe not too cliché. Not sure how common it is to go to the theatres in full costume, but there were plenty of odd looks as you both strolled in dressed like “ aliens ” (Leo got compliments for his totally realistic looking green body paint. You wondered how he was able to answer “ what brand did you use? ” questions.)

But, aside from that, it was a date straight out of a movie. Best seats in the house, shared popcorn, bashful shoulder touches, and the classic accidental hand touch as you both reached for the salty snack. This night had been punctuated with yet another almost-kiss, but this time it was you who interrupted it.

Home, at your balcony, Leo cupped your cheek and leans in slowly for a kiss. The look in his eyes, the way the streetlights illuminated his skin—how supple his lips looked…

It overwhelmed you. Your heart raced, as though it would simply pop in your chest, and you turned your head to the side and covered your lips with your hand.

“ I—I’m not ready.. For some reason.. ”

It was as though someone, someone who was also you, was screaming “ stop, no! “ in the back of your head. A silence plateaued between you both, broken by Leo’s light chuckle.

“ No worries, ”

His hand cups your cheek, stroking with his thumb.

“ I’d wait a lifetime for you. ”

You smiled as he left, sighing like a maiden in love. Like? No, no, you are a maiden in love.

And the rest of the week’s dates, into the fourth week, only made it so much worse.

Only now, there was another voice in your head growing louder and louder. It was you, but also not you? She was guiding you, stopping you, begging and pleading, and sometimes even giving pointers—it was a weird experience. Were you just unlocking a new level of consciousness?

—-

The fourth week, the last week of the potions effects. The end of the month. There had been an imaginary clock looking over you the whole time, ticking down to a limit.

Unbeknownst to you two lovebirds.

Leo was in too deep by now. He was in love—more than he ever imagined to be—and he loved you deeply. As did you. The embraces you would both share each time he came by was undeniable to anyone, including yourselves.

In fact, he had even slept over once. The night before today.

The most important day, a special date.

Last night had been a stay-in night, garnished with a dinner-making montage involving kitchen room dancing, pasta and sauce making, and plenty of giggles. With dinner done, you both settled in your room with a movie showing on TV from your media provider. It was some horror movie that turned out horrible—quality, scared, all of it. Only a fifth of the way in, and already you had both devolved into a classic “ Cinema Sins “ episode.

The night dragged on til Leo gave a sigh, saying he should head back. He was stopped by your delicate grip, holding his hand as if presenting a choice rather than a demand. You asked if he really had to go, and he answered you with silence. Gently, you tugged his arm as if to request he return to the bed, and he obliged.

There was an awkward space between you both, closed only by your hands finding each other and resting against the pillow. You both slept facing each other, but you woke up hugging each other, as though your bodies resented the distance and craved connection.

Today was an important day because it was a date planned without you—Leo insisted it be a secret, and you were instructed to wear your nicest outfit and meet him in your apartment’s garden at 8 PM sharp.

In the garden was an opening, centered and circular. He figured no one would mind it being temporarily occupied by a table and two chairs, as well as a contained candle lit. The flowers around him framed the scene, lining the walkway.

And here he waited for your arrival, prepared to finally say the words he had yet to let you hear all this time.

“ Y/N, ”

He practiced to your favorite flowers, held in an equally as pretty vase,

“ I love you. I’m sorry it took me so long, but god, ”

His hand strokes a petal, noting it’s texture in a fleeting thought,

“ I regret taking so long. I love you, honestly and genuinely. Through and through. ”

He shook his head, muttering “ that’s not good enough. “ and continued waiting for you.

He gazed at his watch, feeling a drop in his chest at the time. It was three minutes past the designated time. No worries, Leo, she’s just running late, he reassured himself, and looked expectantly at the doors. Any second now you would be strolling in.

It was strange, though. You were usually very punctual.

The imaginary clock had struck its mark, having no heart to wait long enough for the two lovers. At its silent chime, the spell diminished, taking with it a month’s worth of memories. You were left standing still in your living room, looking around in confusion. What were you doing again? You looked at your dress, your shoes, and then jogged into the bathroom, looking in the mirror. Were you going somewhere? Why?

Why were you dressed up so nicely, you wondered? More importantly, when did you get home? All you could recall was Leo pulling you, the pain of hitting the ground, and then looking up to see something splashing down on you…

There was one person you could get answers from, and so you went scrambling for your phone. An electric shock coursed its way through your body as a date was illuminated big on the Home Screen. No, no, this couldn’t be right—something was wrong. It couldn’t possibly be a month later?

Just what was going on, you thought, as you plopped onto your bed and undid your hair. Unlocking your phone, you scrolled the contact, “ Leonardo Hamato 💕 “, and clicked the text box to shoot off a message. Wait, pause? There were several messages sent within the last two weeks. That’s… Weird—you don’t send this many messages, not to Leo…

….?

Who sent these messages?

A ding came in. You held your breath.

NOTIFICATION

You have one new message.

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← Leonardo Hamato 💕 ☎︎

—————————————————— ︎O Leonardo Hamato now

When I said dress up, I didn’t think you would do a full makeover!

︎O Leonardo Hamato now

Don’t stand me up for a pretty brush, I’m much more handsome

︎O Leonardo Hamato now

I’m in the garden, remember?

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It was more messages than you guys usually sent each other… But, the garden? Why would he be there? Not a second more was wasted before you were zipping down your building’s stairwell as though you were Cinderella descending the palace steps.

Through the doors, across the too-small-to-count park, and against the decorative doors of the complex’s most prized staple—the centerpiece that garnered them so much popularity as a beautiful apartment property.

Time slowed down as you stepped in. Like a dream, petals twirled hand n’hand gracefully with the breeze that slipped past the open doors, and your gaze soon met the relieved smile of the beautiful blue that you had long since fallen in love with. He moved over towards you, taking your hand before you could even say anything, and guided you to the candlelit table. The cloth was simple, a light blue with repeating patterns of different berries, with a white lace lining the edges. Your favorite flowers gave a little spin in their vase, and a small candle fire danced as though it were happy to see you.

But never could it be happier than Leo, who held your hands with a fondness you couldn’t help but melt into. What was going on? What happened in the month-long lapse of your memory?

“ Y/N! I was a bit worried, you know? ”

He leaned in, pressing his forehead against yours. Your eyes widened, and you held your breath, not daring to speak. If this was a dream, then god was it a cruel one.

Leo’s hand cups your cheek as he leans away, stroking it lovingly with his thumb. It felt as though you had felt this before despite having no recollection of so. Still, you leaned into the touch and looked into his lulled, lovesick eyes with your own, pooling with love straight from your heart. Was he… Did he? Did he love you, how you love him?

“ When you didn’t show up at the time I told you, I will admit that I got nervous.. But seeing you now, I just.. ”

He sighed happily, cupping both your cheeks with his hands and leaning in closer.

“ I love you so much. From the bottom of my heart, for so long. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this. ”

Leaning in, he closed the gap as you whispered his name. Your lips were locked in a sweet kiss.

Whatever happened this month, it was probably the best thing to ever happen to you. Though, you would definitely be getting answers from him later.

But right now, you are going to savor this moment.

#Leonardo x reader #Leo x reader #tmnt leonardo x reader #rise tmnt leo x reader #tmnt leo x reader #rise leo x reader #rise leonardo x reader #rise tmnt leonardo x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt leonardo x reader

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ju1cyfru1t · 5 months

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rottmnt x reader || S/O who bites (out of love and affection obvi)

Rise! Donnie, Raph, Mikey, Leo x Reader (separately)

fluff? :D, gn reader, romantic (established relationship), BITING mmmm, mild swearing

Donnie

- the first time you bite him, he jumps and lets out a loud yelp, “ah! ow! what in the name of-“ then just stares at you in disbelief. absolutely incredulous. and has to take a while to process. why? why- HOW could you do this to him? after all he’s done for you?

- don’t play with him he HAS and WILL bite you back and NOT in a loving way

- he is ALWAYS on his guard

- you go in for a hug? you lean in to kiss him? you turn your head ever so slightly in his direction? his whole body tenses up. you’re giving this boy trust issues. he will physically, STILL GENTLY, push you away with his mechanical spider arm thingies…heaven forbid you bite those too….

- “Do. NOT. Bite me. Y/N.” “…”

- ^— “DO NOT. This is your last warning.”

- “Yes, Y/N. You’re very ferocious and vicious. Now STOP biting me.”

- “Sigh. That is NOT affection, Y/N.”

- “AH! Don’t bite me while I’m working, please…Don’t bite me ever!”

- “If you want to ‘show affection,’ you could just…I don’t know, hug me? or hold my hand? the biting is unnecessary.”

- NOT a fan of the biting at ALL

Raph

- The first time you bite him, “AHH!” he is confused. he does not understand. are you trying to attack him??? do you wanna throw hands??? what did he do to deserve that??? he does not want to throw hands with you

- he really does not see how biting is supposed to be showing your affection but whatever you say 😭

- his skin is pretty thick and rough. I mean you’d really have to sink your teeth in to hurt him so he just lets you. it actually lowkey tickles to him.

- “Careful. Ya don’t wanna bite my spikes.”

- it’s definitely not his favorite thing in the world but he doesn’t mind terribly if it really makes you happy and as long as it’s just you trying to show him love

- chooses to just take it as a sign that you want attention and/or some kind of affection

- would never bite you back tho

- however, I don’t suggest catching him off guard with a nibble cause he might start swingin 🤺 and would feel absolutely horrible abt it

Mikey

- the first time you bite him he’s offended. you’re gonna bite HIM? 🤨 yeah, ok buddy. he just squeaks in surprise and rubs where you bit him, looking at you like ‘😟’ before biting you back. he is taking it personally until you tell him you’re just showing affection cuz you love him soooooo much

- he’s perfectly ok with it then as long as you don’t bite him too hard

- LOVES to give and receive affection anyways so he makes it really easy to bite him when he’s clinging onto you all the time

- always giggles and squirms when you bite him

- returns your bites with kisses all over your face

Leo

- the fucking most dramatic ever

- the first time you bite him he acts like you just shot him

- “OWW!! OWIE! Ugh! Y/N! How COULD you?! BETRAYAL” while gripping where you bit his shoulder and whining like a toddler even though it did not hurt at all and you didn’t leave any sort of mark whatsoever.

- ^ drops the act completely when you tell him it was out of love

- now every time you do it he thinks you’re trying to flirt with him 🤞😔 and I mean I guess he’s sort of-ish right

- honestly he doesn’t really care but definitely teases you about it /ns

- “yeah? do I taste good, Y/N?” /ns!!

- “ow! ok, ok! not too hard!” while giggling

- “mhm…now kiss it better.” makes you kiss where you bit him every time.

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now I know I ain’t the only one who bites like that 🤨

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shroomaz · 4 months

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The Disaster Twins!🟣🔵

I thought this would be a funny thing to draw- turns out it gives me life seeing this brotherly cool colored pair have fun✨✨✨

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise leo #rise donnie #rise of the tmnt #donnie #leonardo #disaster twins #tmnt fanart #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt leo x reader

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yanteetle · 7 months

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TEEEEET OKAYOKAY SO I WAS THINKING....YAN DONNIE VS YAN LEO??? LIKE THE TEA BETWEEN THEM.....

Oh, you mean Yan Donnie and Yan Leo VS Y/n?? Now Let's talk about that <3 /hj

As much as I love the disaster twins fighting each other over y/n, I've seen enough of it that I've gotten a strange craving for them teaming up against y/n. They'd obviously bicker and fight each other still, but when it comes down to business, these twins don't play around <3

Imagine you slip up on an especially important rule (or try to escape) and they start looking at you like this while they decide on what punishment(s) to dish out..

Leo would not hesitate to add fuel to the fire, and it that can only mean that Y/n is absolutely fucked. I will not elaborate any further <3

Taglist: @dynaspamm @faetaiity @fried-milkfish @milks-thoughts @hearteyedracooon @crystallinecryogenics @monster-fluffer @syrinxmeadow @zxphy @mellytumbles @nekonekoastume @sockidox @temmerlover @ramblehour @redak-ted @unnamedindividual @lampylamperson

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fishsticksloser · 5 months

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First of all, LOVE ur blog

Second, can you do rise boys x reader, but reader just randomly calls them by their full Name when their in trouble-

Thank you!

-stars

Full Name

RotTMNT x gn!reader

Warnings: full name = trouble, swearing, short

A/N: Time is moving so weirdly... Posting today cause I was just so busy and out of it yesterday

Donnie

"Donatello Hamato!"

His full name?

You must be angry

He's sweating bullets

He keeps a pretty good poker face, just nervousness showing in his eyes

He smiles nervously when you come into his lab

Oh yeah... You're mad

Leo

"Leonardo!"

Oh shit...

What did he do?

He racks his brain trying to remember if he did anything bad

He grins anxiously, remembering what he did as you walk in

He'll act like he has no clue what you're talking about

Mikey

"Michelangelo!"

You never call him that!

He immediately comes to find you

Seeing you upset about something he did

Immediately apologizing

He feels so bad

Raph

"Raphael Hamato!"

You used his whole name?

He is worried

He goes to find you

When he sees why you're upset he's on his knees apologizing

He'll tell you "Raph didn't mean to" or "sorry, baby"

He hates upsetting you even by accident

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popcat69 · 8 months

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Rottmnt boys x youngest sibling!reader who is a sweetheart, but moves super quietly and will just disappear and appear at random (regardless of how illogical it may seem).

WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? HoW dId YoU gEt Up ThErE!?!?

Rottmnt x sibling!reader (PLATONIC!!)

Notes: i'm gonna imagine that reader is like maybe a few months younger than mikey also love this idea <3

Warnings: giving the boys heart attacks

You always just appear out of nowhere

Your poor brothers are always so confused and worried

“Have you guys seen our sibling?”

And you just appear behind him opening a can of soda and Raph just jumps turning around

I feel like it quite difficult to scare donnie he's like almost desensitised to it at this point

It was 3:34 am and you couldn't sleep and donnie was just working in his lab and you just teleported behind him

“What chu doing?” “AHH-”

He put multiple trackers on you after that incident

There are times where mikey would be trying to teach leo and Raph how to properly cook without burning down the kitchen

You and donnie were just there for the show

Power duo for real

I headcanon that leo is pretty much an insomniac

He's walking into the kitchen at an ungodly hour to get like cola and chips or smoothing like that

Turns to open the fridge and just sees a small pair of legs dangling from the top.

He looks up seeing his little sibling just sitting on the fridge

“I cant get down…” “HOW DID YOU EVEN GET UP THERE?”

Honestly starting to get concerned for you (mans gonna Raph chasm soon)

Raphs always now pestering leo to keep a first aid kit on him now for you

You and mikey together are like an epic duo

Always finding ways to scare the crap out of Raph

You and The guys found a abandoned construction site one time and it basically become your favourite place

When you saw it there were stars in your eyes and you were jumping around excitedly

Thats when they all knew they messed up

One second you where sitting on the floor with them the next your on the highest railing

“Hey..wheres _____?”

They just start looking around for you frantically. Donnie is still sitting down looking at his phone before looking up

“Found them”

��____!” “OH MI GOSH!!” “GET DOWN!”

They worry so much they might as well start growing grey hair

Their begging you to stop

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landsel · 9 months

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The dangerously infamous Hamato Family Head is looking to expand into alternate avenues of business. When Leo Hamato learns of the lucrative fine art world, he develops a plan. However, he needs a clean art curator without a criminal record to appear legitimate. Finding one in this city turns out to be harder than he thought...✨

So I couldn't decide on to either make a comic or write a fic for this MafiaAU idea I have... so I'm gonna do both! I'll be writing chapters and highlighting the visually interesting parts with comics~

It'll be a reader insert and filled to the brim with lots of angst and violence~! Characters are in their late 20's with Raph being 30 at the start of the story. Update schedule is loose, so keep an eye out!

Hope you enjoy~! 💙🐢💙

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tmntxthings · 1 year

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Fun fact: Turtles touch/tap the face of their partner as a form mating display, so can we get some head canons of the rise boys unconsciously/involuntarily touching their s/o face, like cupping their cheeks with one or both hands habitually whenever they're in arms length or tapping/brushing the back of their hand on s/o cheek to get their attention?

Turtle Taps

author’s note: here you are cute anon!! i was smitten with this idea but it only came to fruition bc of @marwhoa’s encouragement hehe

warnings: fluff, kisses, established relationships, unedited

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Leonardo

he would poke

idk but i imagine when the two of you were close friends, borderline dating, he’d ‘annoy’ you by poking your face, especially those chubby cheeks of yours

you would complain, batting his hands away, and as friends that was fine but when the two of you started dating it would hurt his feelings

“I can’t help it!” “You’re just too cute!” He’d repeat those excuses, not truly explaining the full meaning behind his repeated actions. And Leo would’ve never told you!

The two of you were dozed off during a movie marathon in the projector room. Laying in bean bags that were pressed together, Leo had made sure his was close to yours. He woke up first and as he turned to see your sleeping form his hands went out on their own accord.

Cupping your cheeks gently and his thumbs giving soft taps. He felt so happy when you snuggled your face further into his hands. So happy in fact that he couldn’t help it when he started poking those chubby cheeks

Your eyes snapped open, “Leo!” You grumped, wanting nothing more than to fall back asleep. His hands would freeze, his eyes widening, feeling badly about having gotten caught and your rejection as you batted his hands away once again.

He quickly got up, mumbling an excuse about getting something to eat. His immediate reaction had you sitting up, feeling guilty for having hurt his feelings you finally did a google search.

‘Why do turtles tap faces?’ Upon further research after being so utterly shocked at the initial results. You felt like a fool. You got up, blushing furiously as you rushed to the kitchen. Leo was faced away from you but he heard your approach and asked if you wanted something to eat as well. “We got leftover piz-

He stopped short as he felt your hands encase his face. Then hesitantly only out of nerves, you started to lightly tap his green cheeks. Leo was a churring mess, moving too fast so he could turn to see you. You pulled back and he was smiling brightly, face awaiting for you to continue your earlier actions

So you complied, hands going out once more and you tapped his cheeks, the smile Leo gave you practically blinded you. “You could’ve told me what this actually meant!” You complained, poking his cheeks in the same annoying way he would, but he’d just nuzzle his face into your touches

“Yeah I guess I could’ve,” he mused. He had been too embarrassed to just say it. That and he just wasn’t the type to admit the truth that easily. But if he had known your reaction would’ve been this he’d have spilled sooner. You smile and shake your head, stilling your hands and pulling him close to plant a sweet kiss to his snout.

Michelangelo

Mikey would squish your face in pure excitement. He’s just so happy, he can’t contain himself, he’s squishing your cheeks together.

He could be on the whole other side of the room, or not in the same space at all, but he’ll run through the lair, find you at random and squish your cheeks together squealing about something that excited him.

Definitely happens so much that you’ve accepted it at this point, you’ll see him barreling towards you (yes he’s tackled you to the ground a couple times when you weren’t prepared for him to jump you!) and accept your fate

You try to play it off sometimes like you’re annoyed but truthfully it’s just so cute and endearing, when he’s reallyyyyy happy or when the two of you are alone he’ll squish your cheeks together and peck your lips with a soft kiss. A flurry of them too, you’re not just getting one kiss

Many many swift kisses in rapid session, and let’s say he just won in a video game, the arcade room empty except for you two, he’ll give the room a quick scan before he’s on you

“Y/n!!!! I wonnn !! Hehe did ya see??” He squishes your cheeks together while he speaks and as soon as he’s done he’s kissing you before you can answer, you hadn’t seen him win, you were playing your own game but he didn’t need to know that

Once he parted you spoke though your speech sounded slightly off because he still had his hands cupping your face, squishing, “ ‘hat’s awesome Mikey” he’d blush, coming down from the excitement

It was like his thoughts would come after he took action, taking note of his hands and how his lips felt, he’d pull you closer, slower this time and giving you a breath-taking smooch

Only this time he had forgotten to glance around beforehand so he flinched as he heard the snap of a camera. “Oh don’t mind me lovebirds, just documenting for future-“ Leo stopped midway realizing Mikey was actually quite close all of the sudden

“Give that here!! Leo!!” Mikey yelled chasing after his older brother. Of course it had been Leo, laughter and yelling could be heard throughout the lair and you were sure everyone would be witnessing this spectacle, you chuckled strolling at a leisure pace after your orange clad turtle

Donatello

Donnie brushes you with his hand

It doesn’t happen often and when it happens it surprises Donnie the most out of the two of you

He’ll be overthinking or had gotten so overworked that Donnie will blink and suddenly you’re in front of him with worried eyes, your mouth moving but he doesn’t hear anything as his hands reach out as if by instinct and he’s brushing the back of his hand against your cheek

He’s blinking slowly and watching your expression soften as you gingerly do the same to him, giving him time to move away if he doesn’t want your touch. But this time he does want it, he’s exhausted honestly but as soon as he feels your fingers brushing against his green cheek he’s sighing

Like he’s expelling all the stress and worries he had minutes earlier, he’s leaning into your touch and it’s like his battery that was depleted is now recharging

He stays there, nuzzling his face into your hand as Donnie continues brushing or just holding your face close to his own. Once he’s charged though he’ll blink and suddenly remember himself, pulling back sharply and blushing a darker green

Coughing into his fist as you pull back, smirking at his embarrassed reaction, “How about we eat some pizza and you go to bed? Hmmm Donatello??” Teasing him no doubt but making sure he understands that it’s probably best to take a break from his projects

“Sure, sure.” Donnie’s standing stiffly, one hand coming up to cover another fit of embarrassed coughs as he swiftly leaves the lab, you follow him smiling to yourself as your own cheeks felt warm.

Raphael

Raph gives you light taps

He’s always treating you with an extra amount of care. He’d never forgive himself if he was the cause to your pain.

Raph isn’t as shy as he is with his feelings towards tapping you, but he is similar in a way that he doesn’t do it super often

If you’re around and the two of you aren’t alone he’ll probably hold himself back but if you are alone he likes greeting you with light taps to your cheek

He’ll be a blushing mess, eyes cast everywhere but at you and Raph will give you sweet gentle taps, he only makes eye contact when your hands cover his, giggling at his expression

“Still so shy even after all this time?” You quip and Raph gives you a bashful grin, “Only with this!” And he’ll kiss you easily to prove the point. He definitely isn’t shy about that which shocks you more since these cute taps don’t seem that embarrassing

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chaoticspeedrun · 11 months

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ROTTMNT Dating sim "I made you a mixtape" Announcement

Hey guys! Whenever I wrote these fics I always felt like I could give more, do more, and eventually that rabbit hole ended on this, I am starting a project to create a ROTTMNT visual novel/dating sim!

In this game you will be able to romance any of the four turtles, so far three different endings are planned (A good ending, a normal ending and a bad ending) your choices matter for the plot.

Today I created the design for the title screen and I will keep it like this as a placeholder while I work on the character sprites

The icon on the left has already been added as the icon for the game window, the backgrounds and a map for the player to interact with will be worked on soon and the designs are based on @honeylief 's design of the new lair with their permission.

The script for the prologue has already been written too!

I am extremely excited for this project and the ideas are flowing! I am also getting suggestions from the discord chat, however if anyone wants to help (Programmers, Artists, musicians, or anyone who knows how to use ren'py) it will be greatly appreciated as it is quite an ambitious project and I am not a programmer, I am just beginning to learn how to use ren'py.

I hope you guys are as excited as I am for it!

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 1 month

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Would you be willing to write future ROTTMNT leo nsfw..? Maybe after a mission or smth

New Supplies And Shower Moments (Fluff) (18+)

Future!Leonardo x reader

A/N: Of course I will! That old man lives rent free in my head. I’m actually surprised that I haven’t written anything for him before now. Dude could get it fr💙 Don't mind the strange ass title, I didn't know what to call this😂

Reader and Leo are in their mid to late 20’s. Takes place before Leo lost his arm, and the others died.

Warnings: Takes place during future Kraang invasion (almost no Kraang), shower sex, unprotected sex, orale - male receiving, standing doggy style.

The silence was loud in the darkness, with the smack of the metal latch ringing through Leo’s head, slowly disappearing with each of his heavy breaths, the bag of supplies hanging on his shoulder. And in the safety of the hidden bunker, Leo finally allowed himself to let his shoulder slump, letting him support himself on his knees, head spinning as he panted. Another successful supply search, with very few close calls with the Kraang.

Leo finally made his way down the stairs, making sure to lock every door behind him, descending further and further down, until he finally came to the door, with the familiar symbol of Donnie’s tech. It was a sight of comfort whenever Leo came this far. A reminder that he made it once again. A reminder that all of you would eat for another night.

Pushing the door open, Leo was pleased to find you curled up on an old comfy chair, not far from the door Leo just had stepped though, fast asleep. It warmed Leo’s heart, bringing a smile on to his tired face. Once again, you had waited for him to return to the lair, not leaving until you knew he was okay.

Leo took a moment to take in the features of your sleeping face, before going to the disheveled kitchen in order to drop off the newly gathered supplies. He then made his way back to you, and crouched down in front of the chair, still somehow managing to tower over you. With a soft smile, Leo reached a hand out for your face, before pushing a few strands of your hair back behind your ear. This caused you to stir ever so slightly in your sleep, one of your smaller hands reaching out for his, before pressing it against your cheek.

Leo chuckled, his thumb stroking your cheek as a small smile spread across your face. You opened your eyes, your beautiful orbs meeting Leo’s, showcasing the strong love you still had for him after all these years. All these years and all these horrific events, yet you were still very much in love with Neon Leon.

“Hey there, Sleeping Beauty”, Leo whispered, not wishing to wake up any other inhabitants of the lair.

“Hey”, you smiled, your small fingers wrapping around Leo’s much larger hand, the sight and feeling making Leo’s heart flutter. “Took you long enough”.

“Sorry, but a Kraang had decided to take a break in the middle of my usual route. Maybe I should just have asked it to move”, Leo said sarcastically with a glint in his eye.

“Maybe you should have”, you giggled, letting your hand run down Leo’s arm, feeling his muscles and the lair of sand on his skin. “You’re a little dusty”.

“Well, it’s like a sandstorm up there”, Leo said, watching your hand move over his arm, a shiver running down his back. But you were right. He was down right dirty, with dry sand in every winkle of his skin. It was actually quite irritating. Somehow he had not noticed it, blaming it on his survival instinct and adrenaline keeping him going on the world above, not becoming noticeable before allowing himself to feel safe and comfortable in your presence. “Maybe I should take a shower”.

“Sounds like a good idea”, you smiled, becoming more and more awake by each passing moment. “And now that you mention it”, you continued, sitting up so that you could stand. “I could use a shower too”.

Leo let out a hearty laugh, quickly quieting down, once he remembered his brothers and young Casey, sleeping in the rooms not so far away.

“Are you asking to shower with me?”, he asked, standing to his full height, standing tall over you. Yet your smile did not falter, and so you reached out for his hand once more, taking it in yours.

“Of course. Saving water while getting some eye candy. Sounds like an amazing idea”, you smiled.

And so, you and Leo made your way to the bathroom at the end of the hall, passing by all the rooms. In here, you and Leo did quick work of your clothing, turning on the water, waiting for just a few seconds, before stepping in. The luxury of waiting for the water to get warm, was not one you could afford in the lair these days. And just like showering had become a luxury, so had alone time between you and Leo got harder to come by. With your life having become a game of survival everyday, it was hard to find time to focus on your relationship, often having to give up on these sweet moments, for the benefits of all in the lair. And so, these times where you would try to save water together, turned into short moments of intense passion. So the moment you stepped into the shower with Leo, his large frame wrapped around you, pulling you in for a needy kiss, letting go of all emotions that had built up, ever since the last time you had been together - which had been too long ago.

You and Leo’s tongues clashed together, as the still cold water rained down your naked bodies, causing you to jump against Leo’s plastron with a small sound at the coldness. This made Leo chuckle against your lips, while his hands started wandering down from your waist to your ass cheeks, before grabbing both, kneading them in his hands, pushing your hips together in the move.

You placed your hand on Leo’s plastron, slowly moving them down over the hard surface, drawing a deep churr from deep within, causing the excitement to grow between your legs, as your fingers continued to move downwards. Leo’s breath hitched when one of your fingers graced the top of his cloaca, his fingers digging into your soft cheeks.

As your lips continued to move together, you let your index finger glide over the slit of Leo’s cloaca, enjoying the small shiver that ran through his body. One of his hands left your ass cheek, settling on your chest, where he started to roll your hard nipple between his fingers, making you sigh in delight against his lips. Coating your finger in the slick that was building up at his entrance, you slowly pushed your finger in, drawing a low moan from your boyfriend as he pulled from the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, so he could watch your hands work on each other.

Leo spurred you on as your finger moved faster against him, drawing him closer and closer to his drop, murmuring sweet and dirty nothings while the water slowly turned warmer and warmer. However, it didn’t take long before Leo’s long thick shaft emerged from within him, dropping discreetly into the palm of your hand, drafting the size of your hand and fingers.

Biting your lip, you gave Leo a few tucks, before slowly getting down on your knees, making Leo moan at the feeling and sight, anticipation growing as he knew what you were intending to do.

On your knees, you wrapped your hands around Leo’s big and proud member, looking up at him through your eyelashes, slowly letting the tip of his spongy head. Leo groaned at the connection of your tongue with the tip of his shaft. Leaning over you, resting his head and forearm against the shower wall, he shelled you from the falling water, letting it fall against his shell, getting a better look of your wet form, and the curve of your lips as you started kissing up and down his length.

Leo enjoyed your soft torture for a moment, closing his eyes so he could get lost in the feeling of your lips moving along his sides, before you finally opened your mouth, taking as much of him as you could fit, into your mouth, using your hands to cover the rest of him.

“Fuck, babe”, Leo moaned in a low voice, as you started to bob your head with hallowed out cheeks, sending excitement straight to your core. “I fucking love your mouth, (Y/N)”. You answered this comment by speeding up your process, drawing another moan from your towering boyfriend. Leo’s other hand came to rest on your head, stroking your hair, pulling slightly on it when his head started hitting the back of your throat.

Panting with his short tail whipping around in excitement, feeling his high inching closer and closer, Leo grabbed a soft hold on your head, before thrusting into your mouth, his head spinning at the vibration of you moaning around him.

“I’m getting close, (Y/N)”, Leo said, his voice strained by his upcoming orgasm. “I’m gonna cum in your mouth. Fuck! I’m gonna cum in your mouth”.

And so, when Leo came with a loud outdrawn mouth, you swallowed every drop that he delivered, not letting anything go to waste. Once you were sure that you had gotten it all, you let go of Leo, pulling the head of his member out of his mouth with a small pop, before smiling sweetly up at him.

Leo’s strong hands pulled you up so that you were standing on your feet, before crashing his lips to yours once more, moaning when he could still taste himself on your lips.

Hungry sounds came from the two of you, as your hands moved around, and felt each other up with an eagerness, all while the shower water made your skin smooth and slick.

Leo pulled from the heavy kiss, breathing heavily in order to catch his breath. It was amazing how a make out session with you, could get his blood pumping like that.

“Turn around, babe”, Leo said in a deep raspy voice, his eyes hooded and filled with lust as he watched you, making sure to give your ass a small smack as you turned around, facing the shower wall, making you jump with a small sound.

Resting your hands on the cold tile wall, leaning forward so that you were pushing your behind up against Leo’s cloaca and his still hard member, you shot him a smile over your shoulder. A smile that caused a grumble to erupt from deep within Leo’s chest. With one hand he lifted one of your legs to the side, giving him the space he needed to press his member and cloaca up against you, his plastron coming to rest against your back, and his lips pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear. You were about to turn, so that you could capture Leo’s lips with your own, but instead you were met by his beautiful eyes, along with the feeling of his member being pushed in between you slick and needy folds. Keeping your eyes locked with Leo, your mouth turned into an open gasp, letting out a moan as he stretched you out, a very slight pain stinging when he pushed in, but very soon turning into pleasure, as he pulled halfway out, only to thrust into you again.

With each thrust, you were pushed up against the cold tile wall, your nipples hardening even further, with your mind already growing hazy at the pleasure Leo brought upon you. If it wasn’t for the arm holding your leg up, and the other one wrapped around your waist, holding your hips firmly against Leo, you would have stumbled long ago.

Your cheek fell against the wall, with your mouth still wide open, and your eyes having a hard time focusing on anything other than Leo’s form over your shoulder. The way he gritted his teeth, pushed his brows together in concentration, and grunted with every hard increasingly hard thrust into you, feeling your walls growing tighter around him. You would not be lasting long if he continued like that.

You were not sure if it was a drool of water from the shower head above, that ran down your lower lip, chin and neck, or if it was your own slick that dripped down the insides of your thigh.

“Leo!”, you let out, finally feeling able to form words. The only word being the name of the man that was fucking you into what felt like heaven. Heaven in a shower stall.

“I know, babe”, Leo said, sounding as reassuring as possible, placing a kiss against your shoulder. “I can feel you. Let go, (Y/N). Cum for me, babe”.

You could not describe it, but there was just something about the way Leo would reassure and speak sweetly to you, while fucking your brains out. Sometimes it was a hard contrast, and sometimes it fitted perfectly together. But each and every time, it worked like a charm on you, bringing you that much closer to an orgasm with his penis stuffed inside you. And this time was no different.

With a high pitched cry of pleasure, you felt yourself letting go as Leo reached deep inside you, hitting that familiar place that brought pleasure throughout your body. Squishing your eyes shut, your walls closed in around Leo, making him moan as he felt his second orgasm make its way. Thrusting frantically into you, drawing out your orgasm while chasing his own, Leo finally came, unloading himself into you, his heavy breathing hitting your earlobe, making you shiver.

With Leo pulling out of you, you felt his warm white droplets run down your legs, showcasing the mess he had managed to create inside of you. With a small chuckle, Leo slowly get you leg down, letting you turn around on your wobbly feet, before pulling you close once more and placing a sweet kiss to your lips, enjoying the still fucked you look on your face.

“Now, let’s get you cleaned so we can go to bed”, Leo said, always letting one hand stay on you as he reached for the soap.

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ghostytoad · 6 months

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* Fun n' Games *

ROTTMNT Boys x GN! Leo-esque reader who enjoys drama, making jokes, and being overall awesome

Summary: The Hamato brothers unexpectedly fall for the smug, but genuine, fun-loving reader despite their egocentric habits

Headcanons for: Leo

GN! Reader; Romantic; Fluff, Mild Angst || Words: 2.3k

Raph | Donnie | Mikey | Bonus!!

Leo:

oho, hello good lookin'~ it's nonstop flirting and banter from the minute they met and it's not going to stop anytime soon

finally! someone who has a sense of humor and can appreciate a good one-liner or two! and they can dish it out as well as they can take it? be still, my beating heart!

leo genuinely finds it to be a gift from the gods that y/n shares his brand of comedy and will not let up on it when he's around them

the romantic tension between y/n and leo is so thick that he could probably slice through it with his odachi - it makes his brothers sick to have to listen to all the schmoozing but leo ADORES the flirting praise

the boy would bend over backwards for y/n; he'd sell his prized jupiter jim collectibles for them if they asked him to (maybe… he'd probably still keep one or two tho)

there's an unspoken and ongoing (very friendly) rivalry between them; leo and y/n are constantly looking to one up each other and it's getting to ridiculous levels of competitive; they won't stop until things hit "deadly" levels and one of them almost ends up getting hurt

even little everyday tasks become a competition for the two of them, there's just no end to their games

grocery shopping? betcha i can save more money than you! pizza night? i can stuff twice as many pizza slices in my mouth than you can. hanging out in donnie's lab? hoo boy, i guarantee i can make him snap first.

it's the bane of donnie's existence, considering he's the target of most of their shenanigans; if he has to endure another one of their "who can ruin donnie's day" games, he swears it'll be the start of his villain arc

mikey's the unofficial score-keeper and peacemaker when things get too heated between the two of them; although he's more likely to stoke the flames than intervene… he just happens to enjoy watching them get carried away (not that he'd say it to their face). definitely enables the chaos to a terrible degree

"no way, you know i totally had that game last night before you went on to blow up my spot with your little tackle! next time we portal our way onto the superbowl field mid-game, i'm leaving YOU on the sidelines and scoring that touchdown solo!" (concerned raph sounds in the background)

they've absolutely plotted to portal their way into "hard to access" places like the white house or splinter's secret lounge room, but raph and donnie made them promise not to do it for very different reasons (donnie doesn't want to have to bail them out if they get stuck and raph is just being raph)

leo and y/n's carefree attitudes combined has landed them into trouble with the law a few times, both in new york and the hidden city

together, they're banned from like 10 different places and they're legally not allowed within 100 feet of any magicians; leo's only explanation for that is "we couldn't tell if it was part of the costume or if the guy actually had a barber-stache and how were we supposed to know he was blind?!". to this day, no one knows what he's talking about.

leo would absolutely hide the evidence of a crime for y/n; he ain't no snitch either and he's not going to let his bestie take the fall for something that TOTALLY wasn't their fault! more than likely, he'd blame their antics on hypno or if it's something not so bad, splinter.

senor hueso has an entire wall dedicated to leo and y/n: The Wall of Failures and Stupid Mistakes That You Will Surely Learn Nothing From

it has photos of all the times leo and y/n went on a fun little adventure and ended up being taken hostage by a villain, thrown in jail, or overall just beat up (they're mostly selfies and yes, leo is smiling and posing in all of them)

he would never let y/n get into any major trouble and he has the common sense to remember that y/n is only human, so at the very least he knows not to do anything too dangerous when they're around; he's reckless but he doesn't have a death wish

"i'm all for a good espionage mission and all, but this is big mama we're talking about! i say we sit this one out and wait for another chance to come along so we can try on these rad bellhop uniforms."

the two of them have made it a point to announce their arrival anywhere by doing the team rocket motto; occasionally mikey or april will join in as meowth. they have the costumes to match and will inexplicably be wearing them every time they do it.

they truly enable the worst in each other; raph insists on tagging along as the unofficial babysitter to every little hangout because of their chaotic nature, meanwhile donnie has protocols for every possible "doomsday" scenario they could initiate with their little stunts. zombies or accidentally reviving the shredder is at the top of that list.

matching outfits are a big must for leo; someone as UH-MAZING as y/n is absolutely worthy of leo's impeccable fashion sense and there's no way he's gonna pass up a chance to twin with y/n. if they refuse to match with him for whatever reason, he will pout about it for days.

whenever leo is sad or feeling a little down, y/n is the first person he goes to for a little cheering up. they somehow know just what to say to make the boy feel like a champion. and no, he didn't give them a script to read off of! (he totally did)

even with all the flirting and pick-up lines, leo still dreads the thought of ever admitting his feelings to y/n; he's a confident turtle, sure, but that's just the face part of being the face man. he's secretly an insecure mess when it comes to them

will become a flustered mess if y/n genuinely compliments or praises him; he'll stutter for a good minute or two before finally snapping back to his suave cool guy persona (which doesn't fool anyone, he's OBVIOUSLY crushing hard)

after an unfortunate night of misadventure, leo's forced to confess to his feelings AND his crimes

Well, some adventure this was turning out to be.

"Get in there! Y'all got the right to keep yer traps shut!"

Yep. What a real swell time.

Being hauled away in a prison ball, headed to the Hidden City Police Headquaters, all the while Big Mama's men chasing close behind.

"So much for the adventure of a lifetime." Y/N hissed bitterly as they tugged and pulled from the tangle of limbs they found themselves in, trapped inside the small bubble with Leo tightly packed alongside them.

"Well, maybe if SOMEONE weren't such a slowpoke, we'd have made it back! And I'd like to say for the record, you are the WORST lookout. Maybe next time try to keep up, will ya?" the turtle spat back with a scathing glare.

Y/N could only muster a hearty scoff as they balled their fists, unable to throw a punch from how they were positioned. Their heel found a suitable landing in the direct center of Leonardo's plastron and dug in with a stomp, eliciting a pained groan from him and a satisfied smirk from Y/N.

"If you weren't so cocky, we might've ACTUALLY pulled off your little stunt! But nooo, Leo just HAS to get in the last word!"

"OHO, pot calling the kettle black now, eh?" Leo wore his signature smug expression and attempted to jab a digit into Y/N's forehead. Given the way his arm was caught between his bent thighs, he only managed a slight graze before opting for a flick instead.

The two bickered and took shots at each other throughout the trip, much to the chagrin of the arresting officials steering nearby. It was gonna be a long night for everyone.

At the station, Leonardo and Y/N were placed into holding together, both of them choosing to sulk in silence on opposite sides of the confined room. It wasn't until Y/N was being processed that the question of what to do with the human came up for the arresting officers. With Leo's odachi confiscated, it wasn't like they could just send Y/N home on their own, but they couldn't leave Y/N in the same cell as powerful, human-loathing yokai. Leaving the pair to stew in their anger, the officers left to deliberate on Y/N's fate.

Silence followed. Neither one wanting to give in to this bitter game of chicken, Leo instead let out a loud, exaggerated sigh.

Silence.

Irked by the lack of response, he threw his head back and gave a loud, guttural groan of frustration.

"Right. So you aren't talking to me." he rolled his eyes and forced his gaze back onto Y/N, who sat indignantly across from him on a cold cement bench, their knees held close to their chest.

Not even a glance back.

"Oh, come on! You can't actually believe this is my fault! If anything, you should be mad at the guard that threw us out and called the cops! He's the one who got us in this little mess!"

Nothing.

The silence tore at Leo's chest, his heart thumping heavily against his plastron as he dejectedly sat back against the cold wall. It was unlike Y/N to ignore him like this. With every second, the stillness became unbearable. This little adventure was truly a disaster, not just for the predicament the two found themselves in but also for the lengths Leonardo had gone to ensure Y/N would have a good time. So that HE would have a good time with them. It didn't matter to him that they could be facing time in prison. That whole deal was practically child's play to the mischeivious mutant. It didn't even matter that they faced a total ban from the mystic city itself. It was the fact that he might've dashed any chance he had of winning over Y/N's affections.

'You just HAD to fuck it up, didn't you? You had to go out and be an asshole!' a booming inner voice fed into his insecurity and the crushing weight was enough to curl the red-eared slider into a fetal position, his lower lip quivering as he fought back tears.

"I…" a sniffle broke Leo from the spiraling despair he'd been wallowing in, unsure if the sound came from him.

"Am I… holding you back, Leo?"

Another sniffle and this time, he was sure the sound came from across the room. Peering over at the source of the sound, he found Y/N curled in on themselves, little hiccups causing their small form to quake and shudder. They were crying.

"Y/N?" Shifting from the bench, Leo took a few hesitant steps towards them as his hand ghosted across their shoulder before pulling away. His face wrought with guilt and worry, he debated scooping them up in his arms and holding them tightly to him right then and there. But he couldn't bring himself to do it. The thought of rejection stopped him in his tracks.

"I don't know why I do it. Why I try so hard to prove that I deserve to be around you." Y/N continued, their voice muffled as they buried their face in their knees. "I'm- I'm just a human. I'm not as strong. I'm not as quick. I can't compete with you and your mystic skills. I can't even keep lookout for you!"

"What? Y/N, no, you got it all wrong! Yeah, you're a human but I-"

"Just stop it! Stop!" Forcing back a loud hiccup, their head shot up to meet Leo's concerned gaze with a fierce, stubborn glare.

"You DON'T have to feel sorry for me and you DON'T have to keep me around! So why? Why keep me around when all I do is drag you behind?"

Their narrow eyes locked themselves with his, desperately searching his expression for any hint of pity. All Leo could do was chuckle, his concern melting into fondness.

"I don't feel sorry for you. Sure, you've looked better but I was so afraid I was the one holding YOU back."

"H-Huh? Me?"

"Y/N." The turtle sighed as he plopped himself down beside them, allowing their back to rest against his side as they unfurled from their little ball of sadness. "You ARE a human, yeah. But do you get how cool that makes you? You can do so much more than I ever could! Look, I might have my good looks, my mad skills, and my amazing charm, but you have that and more in… whew, in spades and for you, it's practically effortless."

As Leo moved to wipe a tear from Y/N's eye, he cupped his other hand on their damp cheek and with a tender tap of his thumb, he parted their lips slightly and moved in to plant his lips softly against theirs. The ghosting of his lips left enough room for Y/N to pull away if they felt uncomfortable. Instead he was nearly knocked back with the full force of Y/N's lips crashing against his, their body leaning over him and practically trapping him underneath their warmth. Leo's hands held firmly onto Y/N's sides and he eased himself back against the cold of the bench, breaking the kiss to let out a soft chuckle.

"I love y-"

"Well, well, well~ Looks like someone owes me 3 months of chores." a familiar, taunting voice hummed not too far from the two.

A jingling of keys had them both whipping their heads towards the now-open cell door, spotting the unmistakable, cocky face of Donatello leaning against the bars with crossed arms.

"D-Donnie?!"

"Yeah, yeah, you two can get back to your little makeout session. But I thought you'd like to know I paid your bail, you're welcome." He waved them off as he began down the hall. Some adventure this turned out to be.

Bonus comic: Leo definitely used his one phone call to call Señor Hueso

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marwhoa · 1 year

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request: I was wondering if you could switch the roles, Like Leo or all the boys get into a bad situation, that quickly turns dangerous, When out of nowhere, Badass reader comes in and saves the day! With a mutant reader please, Like the reader is very big and scary, Or very short and goblin like 😈, Like a little menace. (And maybe the reader is very funny and immature🥺?)

🝮 “ target practice “

platonic!rise!leo x goblin!reader

author’s notes: i’m so distraught right now because tumblr forced me into light mode. My eyes: hurt, my pride: broke, my water for my noodles: boiling. Anyways, I hope you like this, requester, and my apologies for vanishing into the void for months :))))

word count: 2.2k

Beneath an orange morning sky, in a village of few citizens, a little green goblin was doing away with a crime. Mucked up hands shoveled the soft red dirt into a hole until it was full. Y/N smoothed out the dirt around them desperately. A muddy hand tucked red locks behind their ear, They had just now successfully buried away a certain accident or two involving 1.) explosives and 2.) their mother’s special pot. While it wasn’t entirely their fault, there was no way in hell their mother was going to be discovering this… Well, it didn’t even look like a pot anymore. It looked like a gunsman had released a thousand years of anger out on the poor clay vessel—and it basically was when you really think about it.

See, this particular goblin had been testing out newfound magic of theirs—runes that ignited the second it hit a surface. Hard. So of course their first plan was to get an arrow’s head, rune it, attach it to a bow, and begin target practice in the backyard. With the sun above as their only witness, Y/N pulled back on their bow, zeroed in on their target—an innocent knitted cat with buttons for eyes—and let go. The arrow struck within seconds, and an explosion followed shortly after.

A sinister grin played on their features, only to dissipate into pure fear as they realized the rock poor Missus Mittensmith, the plush cat, sat on had turned to tissue at the might of their magic.

Following the path of projection, Y/N could imagine their mother leaning up against a shovel before a dug-up grave very soon as they inspected the crime scene—a creamy soup was slopping down the windowsill, through the broken-open clay pot with teensy holes through it on the other side.

“ Ha-haaaah… Luckily mum wasn’t home, but.. “

So yeah, the obvious course of action was to take the evidence and bury it—no butt-whoopins tonight! Patting the soil in a desperate way to make it as inconspicuous as possible, you stood up and gave a few shifty glances around, checking for the coast to be clear. Atop a hill of red dirt, a grave in which no one but yourself knew about now existed. There was nothing to see for miles, or well, for at least a 16 minute walk from your house

“ Mission accomplished… But now what, I still want to practice… ”

As the guilty weight stepped off your shoulders, a heavy sigh of relief dragged out—only for your breath to hitch in your throat, stopped at its gates as you heard heavy footsteps come and stop behind you. A gasp from the mystery person followed.

A million thoughts raced by instantly. One thought played out a frightening scene, of Mother standing behind you. She was heaving angrily, eyes vibrating as they put two and two together and realized your crime. Oh please do not let that be the reality, you begged any unforeseen force. Who could be here? Please, say it wasn’t Mom, you pleaded to the deities while turning your head slowly to meet your demise…

Only, the one behind you wasn’t Mother—it wasn’t even someone familiar, not anyone from your village, at least. This dude was a yokai of sorts, of the turtle variant possibly, and boy did he seem like he was looking at a ghost right now.

“ hoo boy—“

The gap between him and you grew with each hesitant step he took backwards, both your eyes locked in a curious yet cautious gaze. Soon, he would twirl the incredibly-sharp, blue-handled katana you had long since caught sight of in his hand. Had it not been for the peculiarity of this interaction and how little time there was to respond, the weapon would have frightened you beyond belief. Some fearful thoughts weaseled into your head, like “ is he from one of the warring territories across the river? “ or “ had the gods favored this pot that much that they would cut me down at the scene of the crime?! “ and even a sly, quiet thought that rubbed its hands together mischievously, “ … can i practice my magic on him? “

Instead, the “ yokai “ pivoted and swung his sword, spooking out a flinch as you assumed you were his target. Rather than meeting your end, a swirling magic, elliptical and blue as the shifting sky above, followed the slice of his blade.

Now here’s where the true absurdity begins. Any normal person with a sense of self preservation would hightail it away as soon as this stranger turned his back. They would flee with their life, hoping to get away before their pursuer can strike them down!

But you? Why, this recent development of magic has to go somewhere, and why would it choose anywhere except straight to your head? Recklessly, your feet dug into the dirt, forcing your body up to follow the strange man through his portal.

Electricity passed over your body, shocking and tingling you—disorienting, even. When you were finally through, missing the portal’s snapping shut by just a hair, your body met the ground and rolled to the side, assuming cover behind some wooden crates. Your back pressed against it as your breathing attempted to sooth the thundering heart in your chest.

“ Ughhh…. Why’d I do that… And.. ”

With blurred vision, you rubbed your eyes a few times and took in the neon ‘scape surroundings. There were rich, vibrant purples, blaring yellow-hued lights, and reds dotting here and there. Wherever you were, it was far from the scene of home.

“ Where… am I? “

Curious eyes soak up the scene, taking in the sight of a purple-y blur dashing towards a weirdly dressed man, stopping short with skidding footsteps as a portal whirred from the villain’s hands. A little boy with odd clothing, unlike the others, stumbled through and slammed hard into the chest of the stranger with a shriek. As soon as the boy clonked into the other, there was a pop of sparkles and he was gone.

A red flash bursts, enlarging and swinging a fist towards the man, only to glitch and crackle until the form popped as yet another portal opened up and dropped a lady in different yet sort of familiar attire fell from the sky and was caught by the ruby stranger. She stared at the behemoth, shrieked, and then was enveloped in sparkles too, vanishing seconds later.

As you started recognizing these three may have been related to the one you followed, a battle cry of sorts dragged your attention over as you watched a boy in orange ignite fiery nunchucks and lunge them at who you deduced was either the bad guy, the punching bag, or a poor bystander. Before the villain could respond, the orange boy’s attack was disturbed by a random portal opened up. Out ran a girl in strange attire and a large hourglass wand, stumbling straight into and tumbling them both down to the ground. She, um… Well, she probably wasn’t related to the villain.

There was a glint of evil in your eyes as your palms came together, preparing to take an arrow and send it flying into the fray, successfully joining the battle for more than selfish reasons. Ducking back behind the crate, your hands readied themselves to reach for the familiar wooden arrows—that is, until someone’s name was yelled, loud enough to stir your intrigue.

Peeking from behind the crate, your eyes soaked up the scene of the villainous man in a strange outfit—the clothing was fitted, unlike that of the fashion back home which was composed of more flowing, breathable material. This figure wore black clothing, with sleek pants that followed the frame of his legs. It was such a strange get-up, but even stranger was the four mystic fighters that were now struggling amidst rope.

“ Leo, I told you I had it—I was going in for the hit! “

Grumbled a turtle-like yokai with bands of violet adding pops of color against their green skin. The next to respond looked like the blue you followed, Leo?— he groaning out annoyedly.

“ And I would have had it better, with more pizazz, if you hadn’t gotten in my way! “

“ Focus, both of you! “

“ Yeah, and who cares who would have had it when we’re all tied UP! “

The much larger figure growled out, banded with red and a sharp-toothy scowl, followed by the smallest of the four as he kicked his legs for emphasis.

Curiosity ran through your body, crackling and surging right on down to the flick of your ear as the current situation was a puzzle coming to completion in the moment: if they were the good—or mediocre—guys, now tied up, then that surely made the man in strange, fitted attire the bad guy, right?

And who better to practice magic on than the big baddie. The energy boiling inside of you manifested into a magic that just begged to be weaponized. It had to go somewhere; didn’t it? Yeah, so let’s do that, and then worry about this strange place later.

Great idea, surely nothing wrong with it.

Wait, bow, where is it? Frantic hands patted up and down before finally resting on the bow secured on your back. Thank god you had placed it there. Imagine being in this situation, empty-handed?

…

Where’s your quiver…?

“ I do say, perhaps you lot would be so much happier in another time and place, hmm? “

The figure circled the roped-up heroes, grinning as he clasped his hands and twiddled the fingers against themselves.

“ Oh, great, I’ve always wanted to be sent to another era by a villain in an ill fitting suit, he said sarcastically. “

“ Donnie! “

With narry an arrow in sight, you searched for the next best thing.

A nearby rock, unaware of its soon-to-come demise, was plucked up by your sneaky hands. Shaky fingers traced amateur lines, neater than the first set, but messier than perfect, until innate arcane energy illuminated the rock with fiery symbols.

A little bit of fumbling with the bow wasted time until you realized the rock wasn’t actually a good option at an arrow, but you know what it was good for?

“ Ah yes, to the Roman Empire I’ll send you lot. How does 1 AD sound? “

Before the dapper villain could even begin his send off, a rock clonked right into his forehead. There was a teensy tiny second in which everyone wore a confused face, except one whose blue hues, ignited in arcana, had immediately turned to the direction it came from. His gaze snapped to their villain as the projectile exploded.

Another soared by, clinking and exploding in the villains face.

Lo and behold, another followed, knocking him prone upon the ground, grasping his cheek in astonishment.

Rock after rock launched into the poor villain until it almost seemed like he was the victim now.

The brothers were quick to get themselves unbound, assuming positions in the face of a new threat. As the barrage of rocks came to an end, everyone stared at the darkness with curiosity, awaiting the emergence of the new player.

And there, from the shadowy curtains—metaphorically, of course— steps out the heavy steps of a green-skinned creature. Small yet mighty, an orange magic crackled in your eyes that narrowed at the villain as though he were the prey and you, his pursuer. Taking in your attire, each brother exchanged looks with each other until they all mutually held their scrutinizing gaze upon the horrible-poker-face worn by the brother in blue.

As you set sights on tracing random digits upon the villain in question (totally not seeing what happens), a certain someone was being interrogated for 1.) why was he looking so suspicious and 2.) why hadn’t you vanished like the others summoned by his power.

“ How was I supposed to know they’d follow me! “

“ Followed?! When are they from!? “

“ I don’t know?! “

Soon you were pulled away by the brother in orange.

“ Easy now. “

Whispered he, curious as to why you hadn’t vanished, but Orange’s priority now was ending the …. Well, this might as well have just been a one sided battle by now. You kicked and squirmed, the darkness leaving your eyes as dopamine levels lowered from the rather… unheroic attack. As the biggest brother saw you being brought near, he sighed and gave Leo a look that had him hushing instantly.

“ Alright, first rule, stop beating up Sir Time. Second… “

The red stranger seemed to be looking for words when Leo placed his hand on his shoulder and stepped in front, extending a hand to you.

“ Second, thanks for the hand. And third, well.. “

“ Oh you can thank me later, once you take me back home! “

Your ears flicked with a remainder of chaotic energy, grinning at the port along somebody who you assumed would return you home now!

Wait.

Mother’s pot.

“ Actually, never mind, I’ll stay here. So what are you guys? The Northern Tribes? The Eastern Savages? Ooh! The Emerald Rowdies? “

As the confusion in their faces calmed you down, an unsettling feeling found home in your chest.

“ …? “

The neon lights and strange contraptions surrounding you stirred a sourness. Coming upon the rooftop’s edge, you peered down at passing cars and humans.

“ I’m … far from home, aren’t I? “

“ What? Pssh, noooo… “

The portaling yokai was sweating bullets under your glaring gaze. Great, far from home, and closer than necessary to a liar. The nervous look melted away after a few moments, followed by a defeated sigh as he leaned against the edge and gazed across the neon canvas of his city.

“ Yeah.. But, with how hard you took care of Mr. Villain back there, he should be up for returning you home. “

Leo nudged you with a grin that could only translate to “ that’s your cue to laugh. “ A few ticking moments passed before you returned the gesture, leaving behind a rock with a teensy digit glowing on it.

“ Wait, what’s this—“

“ Sure, but I’m crashing with you guys til he’s up! “

“ IS THIS GOING TO EXPLO—“

A teensy explosion, just enough to send him stumbling backwards. You’re getting good at controlling the power output!

I guess target practice paid off.

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