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gaycrimesagainstmutants · 1 year

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First Kisses ft The Hamatos

Genre: Fluff

Sub-Genre: Hurt/Comfort (Casey's section)

Warnings: Light Movie Spoilers

A/N: Three fics in one day?...Why not four?

Raphael

Raph gave out affection almost as easily as he breathed. He heart was so full of love and adoration for every living thing around him. So, when he told you he liked you, you thought it was just him being Raph.

"No, I like like you," Raph said, after a few moments hesitation.

"Oh...Oooh!" You exclaimed, the few braincells bouncing around your skull finally meeting up to give you an actually clear thought for once.

"You don't, uh, have to get back to me right now. I can wait for you to figure out your emotions if you need to. I know this was really sudden," Raph said, rubbing the back of his neck with a small, nervous smile. Oh, this man was going to be the death of you if he didn't stop looking so adorable.

"Raph, I don't need to think on it," you said, placing a hand on his arm, "I like like you too." The phrase felt silly, you hadn't said it since you were in elementary school, but the grin that spread on Raph's face was worth it

Raph gave out affection as easily as he breathed, so was it really that surprising that he pulled you into a kiss no sooner after you told him the words he'd been hoping to hear for months?

Michelangelo

It's family game night, and you being Mikey's special someone (Leo's words, not yours) made you apart of the family. So, you were invited and somehow found yourself in a heated Just Dance battle with Donnie.

"Just give up, my overconfident fellow. You're no match for THE Bootyyyshaker9000!" Donnie exclaimed.

"Oh please. I can take you anyday, Donnie!" You snapped back, hitting all the moves with just as many Perfects and Radicals as he was. It was honestly surprising how good you were at this, or maybe it was just the adrenaline of being able to go against Donnie.

Somehow, by some miracle, you had won. By a singular point, like Sans had beaten Reigen, you had won. And while Donnie was processing the fact that he lost, Mikey was already up and cheering for you.

"You did it! You did it!" Mikey yelled, grabbing you by the waist and spinning you around. "That's my awesome boyfriend!" You giggled as Mikey put you back on the ground, but didn't give you a chance to breathe as you pulled into a hug tight enough to reshape your spinal cord.

"Mikey," you groaned, slapping him arm slightly to get him to let go. Which he did, if only enough to let you breathe.

"Oh, right! Almost forgot! Can't have a victor without a prize!" Mikey exclaimed. You had raised an eyebrow, about to ask what in the world he meant, before his lips came in contact with yours.

Yeah...yeah. You liked this prize.

Casey Jones Jr

Casey hasn't left the spare room since they got back to the Lair. He only left to get some food or use the bathroom, but he didn't stick around to talk. It's been weeks.

The brothers sent you. You were the only one who could get him to talk. So, you slowly openned the curtain to the spare room as to not spook him. Casey had his back turned to you, but he turned around the moment you set foot in the door. It was kinda creepy.

"Hey," you whispered, sitting down next to him.

"Hey," he whispered back.

"Wanna talk about it?" You asked.

"I'm just processing. It's finnaly hit me that...I'm not gonna see them anymore. Master Leonardo, Mystic Michelangelo, Commander O'Neil, any of them. I have them, they're waiting outside, but it's not them. The people who raised me, grew up with me, they're gone. Now, I'm just about if not the same age as the man who raised me. I'm actually meeting Raphael for the first time, instead of just fuzzy memories from when I was a little kid. I'm sitting next to someone who I had heard stories about and admired for years. It's just...so surreal," Casey rambled, holding his head in his hands.

"Well...I guess you'll just have the chance to make some new memories," You said. Casey lifted his head to look at you, skeptical. "It's an awful situation, I get it. But it's up to you to make it a good one."

Casey let out a weak chuckle, wiping the forming tears from his eyes. "Spoken like a true Corporal," he said. You raised an eyebrow, smirking.

"Corporal?" You asked, laughing under your breath as you leaned in a little closer to him. "I like the sound of that."

When your lips met his, it felt cosmically right.

Leonardo

Leo and you panted as Leo slammed the manhole cover shut.

"What was that?!" You exclaimed, throwing your hands in the air. Leo had taken you on a date to this 'cool city under New York,' but you guys got run out two hours in from this gaint crazy spider lady!

"Uh, Big Mama," Leo mumbled, sliding down the ladder to meet you on the sewer floor, "She sorta has the entire place under her boot."

"Seriously?! You thought bringing me there was a good idea?" You exclaimed. Leo sunk back, hugging himself.

"I just thought-" he startes, before you cut him off.

"Cause it absolutely WAS!" You exclaimed, throwing an arm around his shoulder, "Oh my god, that was so cool! Like, yeah, we almost died, but that was the most INSANE first date I've ever been on!"

Leo's previous frown turned into a tentative grin. "Really?" You nodded, kissing his cheek.

"Really," you replied.

Leo's grin widened. "That's great! Wow, was I scared. I thought you'd hate me or something," he said with a relived sigh. A moment passed, before a smirk grew on hif face. "Also, I think you missed earlier."

With a roll of your eyes, you pressed your lips to his for a split second. "Happy?"

Leo shrugged, "It'll do, babe."

Donatello

Today was a slow day. Donnie was working on something, and you were sat in a chair out of his way in his lap, spinning it around as you scrolled mindlessly through YouTube Shorts.

"Dad 2," SHELLDON said, flying over to you and pushing his metal face against your cheek, "Father 2. Papa-"

"What is it?" You asked calmly, putting your phone down.

"I want affection. Father 1 is busy," SHELLDON said. With a fond sigh and a smile, you held the robot helper by the sides of his face, peppering kisses along the top of his head. He let out a happy laugh. "Thank you," he said.

"No problem, son," you said, gently motioning for him to move along, which he did happily. You didn't mind the father-son dynamic you had, but as you glanced at Donnie's hunched over figure, you could tell he had a problem with it.

"What's up, Don?" You asked.

Donnie paused his work, like he had just been caught with his hand in the jar, before going back to his work. "Perhaps Father 1 wishes for some affection as well," he mumbled. You laughed under your breath, standing up and walking over to your boyfriend.

He left out a small, confused noise, sitting up as you put a hand on the back of his spinny chair and spun him around to face you. "Are you actually-" he was cut of by your lips falling in line with his. It was only for a few seconds, but when you pulled back, you were fairly sure you broke him.

Until he suddenly happy wiggled in his chair, hands flapping excitedly. You chuckled, nowing you made the right move that day.

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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: Casey Jones

GN! Reader; Romantic; Fluff; Mild angst || Words: 1.2k

Raph | Donnie | Leo | Mikey

Casey Jones Jr.

the moment the boy lays eyes on y/n and sees their easy-going nature, he is head over heels. the emotion practically hits him like a truck and it's all so… new?

it's something he can't initially explain and for a little while, he worries that he's dying or sick from the new york air - he will constantly check in with donnie and ask for every test under the sun to determine the cause

all he knows is that when y/n is around, his face gets hot, his knees are weak, his palms start sweating, and his heart beats wildly in his chest. being an apocalypse survivor, this adrenaline-like feeling can only be attributed to danger or shock

and as far he knows, y/n doesn't pose any danger, right? they've been like family to him and he sees so many admirable traits in them that he had once seen in his sensei (who happened to be the greatest ninja ever); he's genuinely confused by the whole thing

he might try to keep his distance until he figures out why this is happening, but he won't say no to joining y/n on little adventures. he enjoys the company and he especially appreciates how helpful they've been in getting him adjusted to life in present-day new york

"hey, why don't i come along? i'm sure you can handle yourself but i'd be happy to be there for you."

he can't help but compare a lot of what y/n does to how his sensei was in his old timeline. he doesn't mean to do it, he just misses his old mentor and y/n's presence is a familiar comfort to him. leo is great and all, but there's something special about y/n.

casey deals with some pretty major insomnia and when he finds it hard to sleep at night, the first thing he does is call up y/n. they thankfully answer every time and their voice easily manages to soothe the poor boy to sleep (he will snore LOUDLY into the phone when he falls asleep during the call)

he's constantly worried about y/n's safety and will check in on them often when they're not in the lair or at home. he's even asked donnie to make y/n their own communicator so he can keep in contact with them if they're ever in danger.

y/n is one of the first people casey jr will open up to about his rough upbringing. some things are just too painful to bring up to the hamato family, but he knows it hurts more to keep it all bottled up. he loves how accepting they are of him and how sympathetic they can be about his… shall we say, emotional fragilities.

not that he's emotionally fragile, but he sure enough has a lot to sort through and y/n gives him the courage to tackle it head-on and accept where he is and who he is now

on his first attempts at flirting with y/n, he managed to straight out admit he had a crush on them without realizing it. boy is so clueless that he doesn't realize what he's done until he sees the shock on their face

"Hey, Y/N. I, uh, have another joke for you." Casey hadn't looked up from his little joke book as he spoke, squinting as he studied the content as if he'd suddenly understand it better if he just stared at it long enough. Y/N sat lazily on a couch not too far from the boy, head buried in a copy of the latest Jupiter Jim comic book. They paused their reading only to let out a hum of acknowledgement.

"What is it this time? Chicken cross the road again or knock knock?"

"Who's there?" the boy chimed absent-mindedly.

Y/N let out a soft giggle as they set their book down.

"No, genius, you're the one that's supposed to start." They couldn't help but roll their eyes as a smirk tugged at the corner of their lips. Though progress had been slow, they'd hoped a joke book would give Casey a much needed boost considering his previous, pitiable attempts at jokes that more often than not became a moment of oversharing his tragedy. The poor boy was utterly hopeless when it came to comedy.

"Oh, right." Clearing his throat, he straightened himself as if he were getting ready to give a speech, "Okay, knock knock!"

"Who's there?"

"Candice…"

"Candice who?"

"Candice be love I'm feeling for you?"

The weight of his words were completely lost on him as Casey beamed with pride, his joke landing with no mistakes or stuttering. It was no secret that Y/N and Casey were close, but in the short period of time they'd come to know each other, Y/N had developed some deep affections for the boy. The constant struggle to keep themselves in check around him had started taking its toll. It had gotten to the point that Y/N needed to keep their yearning eyes on something- ANYTHING ELSE- when he was around to keep from visibly flustering, the ever-present blush threatening to expose their true feelings. Feigning a soft chuckle, Y/N could only hide their face deeper in the comic they were reading and hope that any flutter of emotion went totally unnoticed.

"R-Really, was that your idea of a good joke?" their attempts at a tease came off a tad more hostile than playful.

Casey responded with a chuff of his own, "Ah, yeah I guess it doesn't make sense if I already know it's true."

"Sometimes comedy takes-" the sudden impact of his words hit them all at once, caught like a deer in headlights while they froze mid-sentence. Peering over at the raven-haired boy revealed an equally shocked expression painted across his reddening face. His mouth opened only to shut itself again and again clearly trying and failing to summon the words to explain his little blunder. Y/N had him beat in regaining some semblance of composure, shaking off the bashfulness.

"Did…" their voice caught in their throat before they started again, "What exactly did you mean by… erm, by that?"

Casey's eyes darted in every direction attempting to search for an answer anywhere he could find it.

"Well, I just- It was really-" he let out a sigh and braced himself, "I'm not sure what to call this feeling but I think it's something like love. I might… maybe love you?"

"Maybe?!"

Y/N shot up from their seat, arms over their head in disbelief and their steps beginning to pace.

"Y-You can't maybe love someone! That's a pretty serious feeling!"

They stopped partway through their rapid pacing to search Casey's bewildered expression causing it to soften a bit under their close observation.

"I don't know if what I feel is exactly what you'd call love, but it... feels close enough to that. I mean... Y/N, when I look at you, my heart starts racing, my head starts spinning, everything feels light and airy. And when you're gone, all I want to do is look for you and see your smile, see the way your eyes light up, listen to your laugh."

His unfocused gaze forced itself up to meet theirs, wide with earnest affection.

"Life here's been… heh, it's confusing to say the least. And these feelings are just as confusing. And for a while I thought it was crazy. Thought I was crazy to believe I could love someone this quickly. But… It'd be so much easier for me to understand if I knew you felt the same?"

Even if this new emotion had been confusing for him, this very moment was one that made it all click in his mind. He was in love all along.

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tmntxthings · 2 months

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hiii could i request some headcanons for a touch starved!casey jr with a reader who their love language is physical touch [romantic/fluff]? idk i just want to give to my baby a hug, he deserves so much better😭

一∑ Tender Connections

author’s note: i agree this boi needs all the hugs c:

warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort themes, touchstarved!casey jr. x gn reader, unedited

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Ever since Kraang was defeated Casey never stopped training. It was ingrained in him since birth that he always needed to be ready for the next catastrophe.

But those were few and far between even with the weird magnet company of the turtles + April! Despite everyone’s attempts at wanting to show Casey the new world he was now in, he would go back to the lair and train until he was sore.

One time Leo tried to keep him out all night which was quite possible in New York since the city never slept. There was an endless amount of possibilities to get into some fun and maybe a little mischief if it involved the blue turtle.

But Casey’s stamina and resilience was equivalent if not better than all of the turtles due to his upbringing. He wouldn’t have survived the apocalypse otherwise. So when Leo finally portaled them back to the lair, barely having enough energy to do so without passing out seconds later, he didn’t get to see Casey’s knowing smile.

The boy from the future easily picked up his younger sensei and got him to bed. Then it was off to the dojo, where he continued to stay up until he felt like he had gotten a good enough training session in. What he wasn’t expecting, was you to be leaning against the circular doorway.

“You know, you may have the worst sleeping habits out of all of them if Leo’s passed out.” You quipped and Casey could only offer a shy smile as he picked up the last of the equipment he had used. “I told him it wouldn’t work… to be fair” Casey muttered.

You didn’t know what to say. Things like, “Kraang is defeated now! And we can’t take some time to relax” didn’t really compute with Casey even if he agreed. His body just was wired a certain way and he didn’t know if it would ever relax. Even now his muscles which were exceedingly sore, ached for a different reason. He felt restless. He didn’t want to sleep. He felt like fighting. He felt like defending and protecting the city from some new unknown source of danger that was surely building up its forces now

Thoughts like these were driving him crazy. And you could see it. “Why don’t we go out?” You asked and watched as his mouth dropped open, about to refute that such methods didn’t work as Leo had literally just tried all evening to wear him down.

But you stopped him before he could refuse. “Just to a rooftop! It’ll only be a few minutes,” and how could he deny you? As he took you in, it was obvious that you had forced yourself to stay up. Had you been waiting for them to get back? You were in comfy pjs and your hair was a bit disheveled from what he could only guess was tossing and turning in bed. “Alright,” he sighed, shaking his head but continued to follow a step behind with a slight grin.

It was nice to know how much you cared. How much everyone cared about him! But something about you in particular made him feel a tad warmer.

So up to a rooftop you went. The sky was dark and there were blinking satellites that mimicked stars. The city still alive and thriving just as he had left it, but the rooftop was calmer than the sidewalks. It was quieter. He didn’t know if that was a good thing for a person like him. The quiet invited in thoughts that he’d rather not think about. Like his endless worries and paranoia.

He had been sitting on the low rise ledge that bordered the entire rooftop. One foot started to tap anxiously just to offer any kind of distraction when you had sat down next to him, carefully since past the ledge was a seven story drop to pavement. Your proximity eased those nerves somehow and with knees almost knocking, you faced Casey and started talking

About anything and everything! About yourself and your hopes and dreams. You asked about his now that he was here and didn’t have to live day by day. Talking like that made it sound like the future wasn’t always in peril. As if maybe he would have enough time to do other things, like try every restaurant in NYC. And travel outside of the city, even New Jersey which he still didn’t understand why the guys all disliked the place.

The conversation ebbed and flowed naturally until silence overtook once more and this time Casey didn’t have the overwhelming urge to distract himself. Instead he just took a deep breath in and out, letting it go in a long sigh. Then his breath caught in his throat because he hadn’t realized how close the two of you had gotten while talking. Your hand finding his in that moment and your fingers intertwining with his as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

He couldn’t stop himself from looking down at your connected hands, and he shivered all over as you started to trace patterns on the back of his hand. The pressure he had unknowingly been carrying around released from his shoulders. His eyes darted up to yours, finding that you were already there, waiting for his gaze.

In the moonlight he tried to convey his gratitude, because what could he say in this moment that wouldn’t ruin it? He squeezed your hand, comforted by the pressure. Grounded by the gentle hold that you had on him.

The two of you stayed like that for a while. Until your eyelids started to flutter and your body couldn’t stay upright. He of course more than welcomed you to lean on him, but he didn’t want to push his luck and didn’t want to keep you awake any longer when it was obvious both of you needed sleep. “C’mon,” Casey spoke softly, rousing you to try and get you to stand.

But it seemed you were either already out of your wits or maybe just trusted him wholeheartedly because you only scooted closer to him, allowing him to pick you up in his arms and carrying you back down to your bed. Which of course was done easily enough by him since he always had his grappling hook at the ready. It all ended quite too soon for his liking as he carefully let you go so you could snuggle under your covers, rasping out a goodnight to him with your eyes closed.

Would it be horrible of him to admit he had wanted to kiss your forehead so badly in that moment?

After that night, Casey was in for much more than handholding. While that still happened often, hugs became second nature between the two of you. He reveled in your hold, a days worth of stress releasing as soon as your arms encircled around him. Your hands at his back, going up and down in soothing strokes had him holding on tighter when it was time to let go. “Just a little longer?”

He’d shyly ask. If you didn’t want to he would immediately let go. But you always indulged him with a bright smile. So don’t get too mad when he starts to become greedy! With this revelation of him wanting and seeking out your gentle touch, he’d pull you into quiet corners like a true ninja.

One second you’d be in the middle of a Mario kart game and as soon as it was over you found yourself being tugged up and away because Casey had a really important thing to show you or a question that only you could answer! It got more and more ridiculous until Mikey called the both of you out and said you didn’t have to sneak around to hug!

Once PDA was on the table Casey never looked back. He was stuck to your side and honestly, you wouldn’t rather it any other way! <3

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msbarrybeeson · 1 month

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Before You Go - P.6 | Future Donatello & April O’Neil Insight

(Reader Included)

A/N: Any constructive criticism is appreciated. Reader comments and feedback are also welcomed a lot.

I have been gone for a long time. Just occupied with my studies! No fan fiction author curse or anything (yet).

Summary: You’re both adopting-parents of Casey. The story follows the perspective of Donatello and April O’Neil during the Kraang apocalypse. You and Leonardo decided to ask them to watch over thirteen-year-old Casey.

In other words, familial interactions between April, Donnie, and Casey Jr.

Reader: Gender-neutral pronouns are used, except the terms “(Mom / Dad)” are also used. Second POV.

Pairing: Rise! Future! Leonardo X Reader

Warnings: Bittersweet.

Word Count: ~3490

Parts: One / Two / Three / Four / Five / Six / ...

Donnie knew how much of a genius he was.

It was no surprise after all. In his late teens, he improved NASA’s satellites to communicate with planets light centuries away. He cured breast cancer through the use of protons in radiation therapy to target specific cells, rather than affecting the harmless. Hell, he even managed to discover a new type of radioactive particles: mutons. By that point, he—.

“—should have been given a Nobel Prize in Medicine and in Chemistry.” Donnie cursed under his breath. He strolled over to his lab bench, equipping his goggles.

Squeeeak.

April– who was found seated on Donnie’s roughed-up, spinning gaming chair– raised an eyebrow. Her hair had grown out and was left unbounded. Faint wrinkles and eye bags on her features displayed maturity, in contrast to a couple of years ago. However, everyone was well aware that time was not the only factor.

“Whatcha going on about now, Donnie?”

The softshell huffed. “Recall when I wrote a report about my experimental findings with an invention meant to revive a deceased human being?”

“...You mean the one where you thought it was a good idea to open up Curie’s tomb? Even gone as far as to ask for my help?” April grimaced. “Who’d ever forget that.”

She proceeded to massage her temples.

“God. You were in all kinds of messed up for that, Don.”

Lightning-like yellow sparks flickered as Donnie had his robotic hands occupied with a butane torch. His goggles were sealed tight around his eyes as he built a oval-looking device on his lab bench. Titanium outer-layer over a seriously complex circuit-board; appearing as if Samsung marketed grenades.

He scoffed. “Oh please. It wasn’t as if I’d taken long to understand how Marie Curie deserves her rest for her great contributions to radiation. Thus is why–.”

“–You decided to take a poor random husband of an old wife,” April interjected.

“Ahem.” Donnie pronounced. “The poor woman was begging me for her husband to be alive again. I was simply gracious and generous enough to not charge her for the process.” He set aside the butane torch. “At least it progressed well; he stayed alive for an additional two years. It gave his wife psychological comfort, and I was able to submit my paper to the N.S.F..”

He picked up a screwdriver. “Except....”

April could tell her friend’s eye was twitching.

“They rejected my findings, nearly had me detained, and claimed it was far too ‘unethical.’” Donnie raised his volume. “Scoff! As if those researchers weren’t committing the crime themselves! Taking bodies away from families and claiming them as scientific property without permission.

If I could go back in time and shove my documents in their jaws, you bet I would.”

April smirked. “Well, I have my regrets too, Donnie.”

“You sound rather amused, April. Is that so surprising? And here I never thought you would regret your part-time job at Albearto’s. Or the fact you wasted money to switch to journalism in university.”

WHACK!

April threw her bat at Donnie’s head, flying back to her hand like a boomerang.

“Watch your mouth, mister. I may have regretted Albearto’s, but not a single moment in my life did I ever regret my journalism passion.” She stood up.

“Ouch.” The softshell vocalized, squinting his eyes toward her. His robotic clampers paused, setting aside the torch and taking off his goggles.

“Mind yourself, April. Horse-playing is forbidden in the laboratory. I am not consenting to having yet another silver-titanium apparatus get scratched because of you.” Donnie gritted his teeth. “Can you hear the negative connotation?”

“Seriously, Donnie? Where’d that come from? Not only was that years ago but it ain’t anything except a simple accident.”

“‘Simple accident?’” the softshell repeated with dramatic offense. “An accident, like many others in science labs, which could have caused severe damage! Remember the incident when your teacher dumped bleach and vinegar into the trash bin?

You know, if you had paid any attention in your chemistry class, those two would make mustard gas?” Donnie side-eyed his friend. “Simple accidents can have serious consequences, O’Neil.”

A hand crept up the lab bench.

“Uh-huh, and I’m supposed to believe an instance of me knocking over your phone and books would kill somebody?” April crossed her arms. “If anything, the blame’s yours for not organizing your desk when you got drunk on coffee.”

The hand took ahold of the butane torch.

“Donatello? Disorganized? Sounds cheap coming from you, a student majoring in Journalism.”

April pulled up her coat’s sleeves. “Oh boy, you’re about to get it—.”

Squeeeak!

Heads spun and found a 13-year old boy, replacing April’s spot on Donnie’s chair. Casey eyed the torch with a great yet concerning amount of curiosity.

“Yo, what’s this for, Uncle Don?”

At lightning speed, while April ran to move the gaming chair away further from the workbench, Donnie snatched the tool from his hands. “Child. Casey. Young man.” The softshell heaved loudly. “I must inform you this is NOT meant to be handled with such casual ease. How in Hawking did you even—.”

“Don’t your lab have a passcode or something?”

“–Is what I am wondering myself, O’Neil. I refuse to believe this child remembers the beginning thirty numbers of π–.”

“Nope, only us.” April and Donnie lifted their gazes to his lab entrance. You leaned on the frame while a dear red-eared slider stood just behind. A couple of steps inside, and the metallic lab door shut close.

Donnie– strangely– was quick to hide his device-in-progress off to the side.

“You’re back!” April grinned. “Hell, you would not believe the convo Donnie and I were having a minute ago.” She hurried to hug you.

“Figures,” Leo remarked. “We could practically hear you yards off.”

“Sounds like things never get old.” You smiled.

There was a side-eye between Donnie and April, before the Commander proceeded to inquire, coughing: “Anyhow.. care to explain the occasion? You two don’t seem to be in a hurry.”

“The only times you ever visit my laboratory are to prepare for immediate combat engagement, and you look awfully collected.” The softshell furrowed his brows.

“No, no.” You waved your hands, shaking your head. “Thank God no. We came here to ask if you two could take care of our Casey here while we head out.” The other turtle scrunched his in-quote eyebrows. “You— You came here to request us to... babysit him?”

April jabbed him in his plastron.

“You see? Just like I said.” Leo turned to you. “I know my brother, love. Don’s not the kind of guy to take responsibility for a kid. Or anyone, really.”

“Hold on.” Donnie narrowed his eyes. “I never said I refused, Leo.”

“Don’t know, it sounds like it to me.”

“Well, my misinformed brother, contrary to your belief, I am perfectly capable of handling a child.”

You huffed with amusement. Your husband only winked back.

“If you say so, Don.”

“Where are you two heading off for if you needed us to watch over him?” April inquired. “Wondering, ‘cause this never happened even when you two leave for patrol.”

“Just finding some time for ourselves.”

April exclaimed, “As in a honeymoon? Why not just say so? We’ll leave you two alone–.”

“–In this economy and climate?” Donnie interjected. “Has it also not been six years since your yet-to-be-legal marriage?”

“Alright, alright,” Leonardo chuckled. “Cut us some slack, bro. Finding time wasn’t easy when there’s Kraang above our necks.”

“Right, and you’re going on a honeymoon, how?” The softshell crossed his arms. “Simply because you’re the leader does not equate to you making wise decisions, Leo.”

“His ōdachi can teleport anyone to anyplace, we have some hope we can easily teleport to a remote area,” you answered. “One without Kraang infestation. It’ll be hard, but we may as well try.”

“Bonus points if we find clear skies and an ocean.” The red-eared turtle grinned, wrapping his arm over your shoulders.

“What’s a honeymoon, (Mom / Dad)?”

Your hand went to caress Casey’s cheek. “Parent quality time. It just means you get to handle yourself like the responsible grown-up you’ll become one day. Just promise me you’ll be on your best behavior around Uncle Don and Auntie April?”

“I promise, (Mom / Dad)!”

“Good boy,” Leo laughed, ruffling the kid’s hair.

“You didn’t ask Mikey and Raph to help out too, or?”

“Between you and me, I think you guys are better of making sure Casey doesn’t get into any chaos,” you whispered to April. “Don’t tell them that, though.”

She laughed. “Okay, I see how it is. You both have fun.”

Donnie bit his lip. Right as Leonardo and (Name) turn to exit the laboratory, he extended his arm out to them.

“Leo, (Name).”

You two faced back to him once more.

“Don’t kill yourselves out there.”

Everyone’s eyes widened– April, you, and Leonardo himself. But the brother in blue snickered, holding a smile that reached his eyes. “So you do also care for me, Don. And all this time I thought you were plotting to put me in my grave or something.”

“We won’t.” Leo placed a hand on your shoulder. “You got my word.”

“Bye (Mom / Dad)! Bye Papa!”

“We’ll be back soon, Casey!”

Donnie stood in silence as you finally left, leaving himself with none other than his best friend and his nephew. “I refuse to believe this is the future we have to deal with.”

“Times changed all of us, didn’t they?” April spoke. “One day we wish each other a good one, and the next, we hope we just don’t die. I could’ve been a famous news anchor by now, make my mother happy, fight crime without worrying about dying the next second.

..I wonder if there’s anyone else out there besides the small number of us down here.”

“..I doubt it.”

Donnie pulled himself together and walked back to his workbench, operating his clampers to work once again. He put on his goggles. Casey, being a young teenager of enthusiasm, peeked over.

“Watch yourself, boy,” April warned.

“Don’t worry about me, Auntie. I’m only standing over here.” Casey narrowed his eyes upon the glowing and metal-like ball his uncle had his tools on. “What are you working on, Uncle Don?”

“A sphere.”

“A sphere?”

“You heard correctly.”

“That sounds kind of boring.”

Donnie had to hold himself back from remarking with: ‘That is exactly what every child whose intellect is doomed would say.’

“I’m sure your mother would find it rather moving.”

“(Mom / Dad)? I don’t understand what’s emotional about a ball, though.”

“Hey Casey.” April coughed. “Why not tell us about your mask here? Haven’t taken a good look at it before. Maybe Uncle Don would like to hear it too.”

“You actually want me to talk about my mask?”

“Ain’t a problem, is it?”

“No.” He fidgeted with his fingers a bit. “You don’t have anything else to do?”

“We were just told to watch over you, kid.”

“Yeah, but everyone I know is always busy with the Kraang or supplying weapons. I never really get chances to hang out.”

There was a brief pause in the butane torch’s flame.

April’s expression softened. Her hand came up to brush his black hair. “Things have gotten calmer up there. So you’ve got plenty of time with us now.”

Casey smiled.

“So your mask?”

The boy alternated between covering his face and removing it. “(Mom / Dad) gave it to me. She told me it is based on the one worn by my biological mother. (Mom / Dad) also said that my birth mother was kind of crazy-funny and likes to be loud. She would have a stick to play– what was it– hockey?

I don’t know what kind of game hockey is supposed to be, but I guess it’s nice to know how life was like before all the Kraang.”

A sad smile crept on April’s lips.

“Anyways, I thought the mask looked kind of plain, so I decided to draw red marks on it. See?” Casey showed his mask off, fingers tapping the surface. “Guess who it looks like!”

There were two bold and thick streaks of red. Each one ran through one eye, truly a defining characteristic. The Commander chuckled, already imagining how much pride her friend in blue would feel from the fact a kid– let alone one he had been parenting– looked up to him so much.

“You know, I am seeing someone familiar here.” April hummed as she put on a thoughtful facade. Fingers holding her chin and everything. “Got to be Uncle Don.”

Named turtle paused for a moment and raised a brow.

“Seriously, Auntie April?” On the other hand, Casey gave her an incredulous look and shook his head. “You probably want to get your eyes checked out, ‘cause Uncle Don doesn’t have any red stripes.” Off to the side. “And even if he did, he won’t look as cool as Dad.”

April snickered behind her palm as Donnie eyed the boy from behind his goggles.

“You’re right, you’re right. Just messing with you, kid.” Her hand ruffled his hair once more. “Sounds like you really admire your Papa, don’t you?”

“Why wouldn’t I? Dad has an awesome sword that opens up portals. He always moves so quickly whenever he’s fighting. Bam! And the Kraang’s gone!” The teenager stretched his arm for emphasis. “Even as the leader, Papa knows when to get serious and when to make people laugh. He also cares a lot about me, (Mom / Dad), you guys, and everyone!”

It made even Donnie himself smile.

However, the way Casey’s enthusiasm died down had not gone unnoticed. “I’ve always wanted to help out though.” He sighed, shoulders slumping. “I want to fight the Kraang right by his and (Mom / Dad)’s side. Except I barely get the chance to, because they keep telling me to stay close to base and hide behind a giant rock.”

April crossed her arms and went quiet. His feelings were nothing new. In fact, she experienced the same thing herself, seeing she had always been a human. It was like that until–.

“Have no hard feelings,” Donnie spoke up, his hands and eyes remained on his spheric gadget. The sparks were flying. “Your parents are merely worried about your well-being.”

“I know, I know. They won’t have to though, if I can have enough training or something.” Casey sighed. “Then again, I also know I’m only a normal sensitive human.

...Why can’t I be a mutant instead?”

“Ahem. You are classified as a human. That is a true statement and one you cannot change.” Donnie hummed. “However, that does not mean you cannot be strong and capable in other ways.”

“Why does it sound like you’ve been in my place before?”

“Perhaps I did. Did you truly think being a soft-shell turtle is easy? I happened to be born as one of the only Testudines species whose outer shell cannot protect.” Donnie remarked. “Casey, your mask.” His hand signaled.

“What about my mask?”

“I merely want to add something.”

Confused, he hopped off the chair and handed the mask over. “Hmm. As long as you don’t mess with the stripes, Uncle Don.”

“Who says I won’t?”

Casey kicked Donnie’s leg.

“‘Ow,’ I say sarcastically without feeling physical pain.”

“Hmph.” He crossed his arms. “Why do you keep saying things like that?”

“Such as?”

“You say those action verbs, even when you’re already doing them.”

April snorted. “Just his thing, kid. Uncle Don’s got his special quirks.”

“Do you have a quirk?”

“Picking unnecessary fights for one,” Donnie commented.

“You only call them ‘unnecessary,’ because you never want to fix the problem.”

He rolled his eyes. “My solution would’ve been ten times more efficient if you had allowed my technology and I to do the work.”

Casey wondered. “Does your tech ever go haywire, Uncle Don?”

“No.”

“Oh man,” April began, “you should’ve been there for this one time. Your Uncle Don was building some kind of overprotective bed to keep your late Gramps from waking up from his beauty sleep.”

“Gramps likes to sleep?”

“You’d be surprised to hear that he sure does.”

“Then what happened?”

“Uncle Don asked your Dad, Uncle Mikey, and Uncle Raph to try punching, slicing, throwing whatever they could on the bed. They were attacking it like crazy!”

“And then?”

“And the bed was even more insane, ‘cause there were actual missiles shooting out! They went straight for his brothers. At some point, it got overboard, so Uncle Don tried to command it to stop.”

“I’m hearing a ‘but’ coming.”

“But it malfunctioned and thought Uncle Don was the enemy!”

“However!” Donnie pointed his finger up, interrupting the story-telling. “It did not take long for my creation to recognize his master.”

“Still went haywire in my book,” April remarked.

“Ignoring that.” His robotic hand tapped the edge of his workbench, grabbing Casey’s attention. “Come here, young man.” He slid back the mask, except in his hands, it felt as if the frame had thicken.

“It looks the same, but it doesn’t feel the same?”

“Try wearing it over your face.”

The boy did as told. All of a sudden, a bunch of green rectangles and words appeared in his vision. He gasped in awe. He spun around slowly, watching the rectangle focus on a figure through the wall.

“Yes yes, I know. I am well aware of how amazing I am.” Donnie huffed in pride. “I have opted to construct an interface with your mask. I cannot see why you shouldn’t have something to defend yourself with,” he reasoned. “I have other updates in mind later on. As of now, however, your mask will help you detect life forms across other rooms or through other objects.”

“That’s so cool!” The boy hesitated though. “But I don’t want to break it or anything.”

“Hey.” April rested her hand on Casey’s shoulder, giving a firm squeeze. “Our resources are already scarce. Using then losing them is better than nothing. You better make the most of our tech. Understood, soldier?”

Casey grinned underneath his mask. He fixed his posture up and saluted. “Gotcha–! Understood, Commander!”

He faced the inventor, whose hands were already back to being occupied with the “sphere.” “Thanks so much, Uncle Don!” Casey exclaimed, leaping towards the turtle to give a tight hug. “You’re the best!”

Upon contact, Donnie stiffened up, but his lack of experience with physical touch did not prevent a smile forming on his face. He extended a robotic arm, patting Casey’s back.

The boy then scanned around curiously with his mask. “Hey! Think I spot Uncle Mikey and Uncle Raph two floors down! They’re holding hands over a table or something. Why are so many people circling around them?”

April rolled her eyes. “Sounds like another arm-wrestling match between the our youngest and oldest brother.”

Just like that, Casey booked it out of the laboratory so quickly, it reminded her of a certain red-eared slider. “What the–! Casey!” April groaned. “And here I thought we don’t have to deal with runaway kids. I better catch up to him.”

“Would not worry about him too much,” Donnie commented.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Considering we will not always be alive to protect him... the sooner we leave him to himself, the easier it will be for him to survive alone.”

“Hey. Come on now.” April walked to her best friend’s side. “Don’t you say things like that. We’re all going to survive this together–.”

“April.” Slight pain wavered in his voice. “You know as well as I do how our current reality is. It is only a matter of time before the Kraang finds everyone.”

“Yet you’re still here trying.”

No response.

“It’s all because of the kid, isn’t it?” April affirmed. “He ain’t any genius prodigy you were expecting long ago. But he gave you a reason to try– he became someone worth fighting for.”

“I would not put it as simply as that.”

She shrugged. “That’s how I’d say it. You know you’re not the only one whose life changed because of Casey.”

Donnie paused his work, turning off the butane torch and finally pulling his goggles off his eyes again. “...Casey reminds me of when we were young, being rash and immature teenagers like any other. I hate admitting to such thing, but I was one too. And I hate admitting much more how much I missed those times.

The child has known nothing of the trouble we’ve experienced outside, April: when Cassandra was killed, when Draxum was torn apart, when Dad decided to sacrifice himself despite the slim odds.” His hands clenched into fists.

“Do not expect me to have any false hope for our future, but do not assume I would want Casey to feel the same way. For as long as he can, I want him to hold onto that false hope.”

“...” April had her arms crossed. Her eyes slowly came to linger on the workbench. “Is that ‘sphere’ his false hope?”

“..No. Not his.” Donnie traced his thumb over his contraption. “It’s for (Name).”

#rottmnt donnie #rise donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt april #rise april #rottmnt casey jones #rottmnt casey jr #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt movie #rottmnt leo x reader #reader insert #tmnt #rottmnt x reader

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faetaiity · 9 months

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As much as I adore yan/turtles, Casey doesn't get as much love as he should. So may I kindly request a yandere casey one shot?

<3 anon

HELLOOOOO I AM BACK (hopefully) FROM THE UNDERWORLD CALLED BURNOUT I wasn't truly able to make a one-shot bc I actually haven't thought about what kind of Yan Casey is, so I think this'll prolly be a Headcanon post with a small story at the end kjgfjlklkgt, sorry :')

✩ Yan! Casey Jones Jr x Gender-Neutral! Reader ✩

Story Format: Mostly Headcanons

TW: Manipulation, Guilt-Tripping, Panic Attacks, Yandere (Obv-) and Mentions of Trauma for Casey

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I feel like Casey would be an (Unintentional) Manipulative, Isolating, and Paranoid Yan

He's heard so much about you from Future! Leo and Mikey in the bad timeline...

You probably let him stay at your apartment while the Turtles set up a room for him

I also feel like the first signs that he's slowly downwardly spiraling into toxic love is when you try to leave the apartment for work/school/errands

He flips his shit, still in the Apocalypse mindset of 'Don't go alone, you'll fucking die via the Kraang'

He has a panic attack, and you have to stay to help him because he is sobbing and begging you not to leave

He calms down after a bit, clinging to you as he begs you to stay for a bit more, or take him with you

He can keep you safe, you say you can defend yourself but he's adamant

He doesn't tell you why he freaks out when you leave specifically, but it's traumatic for him knowing you died in his timeline

If you end up staying, it's kind of like when you reinforce a dog's bad behavior, they'll do it more, thinking you will comply

Anytime you try to leave without him now, he sobs crocodile tears and begs you not to, it's gotten so bad that he doesn't even have the panic attacks anymore, he's faking it knowing you'll stay if he makes you believe he is.

He finds you trying to comfort him a euphoric situation, furthering his "love"

If you call his bluff, he'll immediately go back to actual panic attacks though

He gets defensive if you have any friends over that aren't April or the Turtles

He doesn't trust them, his memories of the Apocalypse made him wary of almost everyone, he's seen other survivors kill those he loves or knew from the Resistance

He can't let you meet a similar fate in this timeline

If you're a push-over, this can boil over into him being wary of everyone except Michelangelo and Leonardo

It's awful at that point, he has bad panic attacks (Both real and Faked) if anyone comes into the house that isn't Leo or Mikey

Once his room at the Lair is ready, he refuses to go, freaking out that he won't be with you and you will be alone

at this point, it's clear to everyone that he's extremely dependent and attached to you, almost to the hip at this point

He didn't have time for relationships in the Apocalypse, this can both be an Advantage and a Disadvantage

He doesn't know what's the "right" way to love someone romantically and is immediately overbearing and panicky

But he also doesn't have the belief that you would lie to him, you're someone who can be trusted, why would you lie to him?

You'd have to come up with a good lie, like needing to take a shower alone (This is especially good if you have issues with sensory input regarding showers)

Better hope your Bathroom has a window if you use that lie.

If he finds out you lied to him, game over, he's throwing an absolute FIT

Sobbing, screaming, hyperventilating

The whole nine yards man

He won't believe you ever again, even if what you're saying is true

Goodluck, bro is gonna be watching you pee or something, yuck.

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You had lied to Casey, you don't know how he didn't deny your request, but you aren't complaining

You see yourself as one lucky bastard right now.

Turning on the cold water as a distraction, you stare at the tiny window, also known as your ticket to getting the fuck out of here,

Climbing on top of the toilet, you part the small private curtains blocking creeps from seeing you do your business, opening the window you try to find a good way to fit through it while making as little noise as possible

Hard task when you're trying to fit through a window the size of two desk drawers.

You fit your head through the window, eagerly pulling your body through until you hear Casey knocking on the door

Fuck.

"{Y/N}? Are you alright?" He asked, his voice sounded concerned and mildly bored, like he wanted to be in there with you.

You don't know what to say, as a heave of air would give away what you're doing.

Trying to get through the window quicker, his knocks become more frantic, as he attempted to turn the doorknob, but was stopped halfway due to the lock

Halfway through the window, you hear him trying to beat the door down, you panic and try to hurry up your pace, abandoning the attempt at being quiet

As you get your knees on the hard steel of the fire escape, you scream as you feel him yank you back into the bathroom, you didn't realize quick enough, and were dragged onto the hard tile floor within seconds before you could attempt to resist

Crying from the stinging pain of hitting the tile floor, you look up and see Casey, his face red with anger and tears streaming down his face

"Why?! Why were you trying to run?! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED?!" he screeched, he's shaking from the anger and hysteria he's feeling

You flinch from his loud voice, unsure of what to do now, he's staring at you before grabbing your hand and trying to gently get you up, which seems out of character as he's literally crying in anger

You don't get up willingly, which makes him resort to just picking you up and walking into your bedroom, setting you on the bed as he pulled out a pair of cuffs, panic jolts through your body as he cuffs you to the bedpost, he heaves a sigh

"Now think about what you've done, what you've done to damage our relationship.... I need to go cool off...."

He walks out of the bedroom, leaving you there for what will feel like hours.

You just had to listen to him, and would've been happier, now look at what you've done

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#bro idk the ROTTMNT casey tags.... there's so many???#fae being a dumbass #chaotic gremlin fae #fae rambles #fae rambling #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt headcanons #save rottmnt #yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere rottmnt #rottmnt casey jr #casey jones #rise casey #Casey x reader #rottmnt casey jones #rottmnt casey junior #Rottmnt casey x reader #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

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fishsticksloser · 8 months

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Can i request rottmnt fluff fem chubby reader x cassy jr hc?

Reader is caesy's new gf and a great chief, heck in school they both attend, reader is the leader of cooking club, she cook any different dishes and asks casey to test them.

Sometimes when reader gets bullied for being chubby, caesy is ready to fight for her.

Protective!Casey

Casey Jr. x gn!reader

Warnings: insecurities, bullying, slight violence

A/N: I would not mess with Casey, he grew up during the apocalypse... He's more than capable of hurting you... badly

He will dive for the chance to try the food you make

He will devore it whether he actually likes it or not

Casey grew up in the apocalypse so he couldn't be picky

But genuinely will tell you if he thought something could taste better

Teach him how to cook!

He would die to cook with you

He never got to learn how to cook at all, so he really wants to learn

Casey was taught to teach significant others with respect

So he treats you like royalty

After school one day, he saw you with some other kids

He thought maybe you'd made some new friends

But as he got closer he heard them calling you names

And making comments about your body

Casey was angry

You weren't even fighting back

How long had this been going on for?

Casey punched the kid that was talking

He could tell they were the leader of the pack

He then drug you to a nearby corner store and bought your favorite snacks and drinks

Then drug you home to cuddle and make you feel like the only person in the world

Casey was the talk of the school the next day

But he didn't care

He just wanted to make sure you were okay

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writinandcrying · 1 year

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Casey Jones Jr: i've never actually been in a snowball fight.

Leo: really?

Casey Jones Jr: i don't even know the rules. is there like a point system, or is it...to the death?

#tmnt uncorrect quotes #rottmnt uncorrect quotes #rottmnt movie #casey jones jr #i still havent seen the movie ..... shame on myself #SHAME I SAY #rottmnt leo #rottmnt x reader

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adorkablecringeworks · 10 months

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That Color Looks Good on You

~The Kissing Prank~

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This is my first ever fic!!! For many years I’ve attempted writing. Most never made it past the notes and plot outlines while a few never made it past the first paragraph. My main medium for my creativity has always been drawing so this is a HUGE deal for me!!! Especially since any of possible skill for creative writing I had apparently died back in high school. Thank you and I hope you enjoy!❤️

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Pairing: rottmnt x gn!reader

Warnings: Mild swearing

Summery: You show off your new lipstick to your favorite dork, Leo. After a series of events, you and Leo come up with a plot for a perfect prank. You’ll ambush every one of his siblings and smother them in kisses with your new lipstick all the while Leo films the whole thing. Let the Shenanigans Commence!

Author’s Note: I originally came up with this as a Leo x Reader. But the way the story progressed, it can be read as any rottmnt x reader as well as either romantic, platonic, or familial. The same can be said for the gender. I was putting on my own lipstick when I thought up this scenario and I thought ANYONE CAN WEAR LIPSTICK!!! So gender neutral it is! Writing in the 2nd person made it easy too.

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Part 1: -The Beginning- Neon Leon

You are excited about your new lipstick.

Berry pink.

Not too light. A deep shade without it being too dark.

Putting on the final touches, you admire yourself in your bathroom mirror. It made you feel strong, confident, Dazzling!

“Whadda ya think?”

You strike a pose in your bedroom doorframe, framing your face with your hands. You have returned from your shopping trip and eager to show off your spontaneous purchase. Your favorite mutant turtle ninja lounges on your bed with his snout deep in the newest issue of Jupiter Jim: New Universe H2G2. Not only is he claiming your space as his own… he’s out right ignoring you.

Leonardo Hamato. Your other half, partner in crime, bestie, your first mate. Although Leo would beg a differ on that last part, claiming that since he’s the only one with pirate experience that you would be HIS first mate.

Eeeehhh… Tomato Tomahto.

The point being that you and your Neon Leon give April and Donnie the run for their money for the ‘Besties Awards’.

You deadpan at him. At this point in time, you’re thinking about accepting new applications for the Bestie role.

Meanwhile, that said comic (that is apparently Soooo much more interesting than you) was the purpose of your errand. A favor for him for it was sold out online and the one comic shop that still had it in stock was for pick up only. Donnie had gotten caught up in his newest project, something about a portal device to alternate realities, alternate selves, (other Mad Sciencey stuff) and Apparently forgot to preorder the damn thing. That particular shop just happens to be down the block from your apartment as well as you are the ‘bestest-most-awesome-supreme-person-ever-and-he-loves-you-sosososo-much’.

So much for being the ‘bestest most awesome supreme-’ so on and so forth.

With a huff, you pick up a hoodie you left on the floor, balled it up, and chucked right into Leo’s head. With a ‘THWUMPH’ and ‘hurmf ’, you pounce on him, snatching his comic from his grasp (carefully for you just bought the damn thing), setting it to the side during which you grab your pillow and whack his still covered head.

“I was joking!” He cries out as you laugh maniacally. “I heard you I heard you!”

Fully satisfied with his punishment, you stand up and plop to the side all the while you let him get his bearings. Leo finally frees himself from your shirt and throws it back on to the floor simultaneously sticking his tongue out at you.

Such a drama queen.

You roll your eyes and return the gesture whilst you adjust yourself to sit facing your Leo with him doing the same, finally takes in your lips.

“I like it.” He nods approvingly, “Muy Bien!”

You grin so big your checks begin to ache. But then you notice your turtle going quiet, grabbing his chin as he goes deep in thought.

“You’ll hurt yourself if you keeps that up.”

You know to well how clever he is but that doesn’t mean you won’t give him a ration of shit. It’s in your job description.

It’s Leo’s turn to roll his eyes.

“I was just thinking on about how it would look on me.”

You lean back on your hands and squint at his face for a moment. You then pull out your lipstick form your pocket to hold the color bottom sticker up to him.

“Hmmm I don’t know… I think something more of a red shade would be better for you. You know, to match your moons.”

You love those moons.

“Are you kidding?!” The Bratticus Maximus snatches it out of your hand, “I can totally pull this off!”

You gasp and quickly reach for it back, but Leonardo (being a stupid fucking turtle ninja) easily keeps it out of your reach. Keeping you at bay by smooshing his hand against you cheek.

Where’s the respect?

Then a wicked idea creeps into your mind. You drop your arms and let them hang for a moment causing Leo to pause. You switch your effort. Grabbing his wrist, subsequently tearing it off your face. You then yank him towards you, pulling his face close to yours.

“Well then let’s try it out shall we?”

You lean in, planting a firm kiss to his cheek with an exaggerated ‘MWAH’ .

You take in his face for a moment as he gapes at you.

“Hmm I can’t tell, I need a larger sample size.”

A mischievous grin spreads across your face and in turn Leo balks. He’s on to you. You both are on the same wave length. Even though it isn’t possible, everyone swears you two can Mind Meld together. He goes to shove you with his free hand but you catch that wrist as well, leaving him open.

You attack.

Smooching all over his face, leaving kiss marks in your wake. He cries out as you leave no spot uncovered.

You fall back and admire you work while your dear slider sits there stunned

“I guess I was wrong,” you release him, “That color does look good on you.”

Leo bolts up and dashes to your bathroom to assess the extent of the damage during which you almost fall to the floor cackling.

You await his return, biting your lip, trying to stifle your giggles. However, you fail when he appears back in your doorway.

There Leo’s tries to put on his best sulk (adorable really), crossing his arms as you devolve to wheezing. But who’s he kidding. You got him good. Plus watching you turn blue in the face and on the verge of passing out is pretty hilarious in on it self.

He returns to your bathroom and you're able to gather yourself enough to follow. He give you his signature smirk once he sees you in the mirror where upon poses with his finger and thumb in the L position to under his chin.

“I told you a could pull it off .” His smugness oozing off of him as he looks over himself again. You swear you saw sparkles.

You’re finally able to get yourself under control and you meet his gaze in the mirror as you come up from behind him.

“Yeah ya did stud muffin.” You shoot him a wink. “That’s a good look on you.”

A furious blush blooms across your favorite blue boy’s face to which he responds by bumping his hips against yours as you pull up next to him. In turn, you bump back, pushing him over to make room for you in the mirror.

Chuckles are shared and you lean towards the mirror to reapply your lipstick.

There’s a moment of comfortable silence as you focus on the task at hand while Leo watches you. You and him share glances between each other through the mirror when a plot begins to form. Your shared glances become knowing ones. Insouciantly, you turn to face each other, Leo crossing his arms as you lean against the counter.

Your wicked grin returns to which the leader in blue bares one to match.

Once again, evidence that supports the conspiracy that both you can Mind Meld.

“Sooo…?”

“Sooooo…?

“We should show my brothers how good I look.”

“They’ll be sooooo jelly. We should totally include them so they don’t feel left out.”

Nonchalance is evident in your voices as you converse.

Leo reaches into his pouch to pull out his phone, his brows bounce up and down as he holds it up between you two. Your brows return the gesture in agreement. So, with your lipstick and his phone in hand, you both set off. At your front door, the true blue slider casually opens it and stands off to the side, bowing while holding his hand out. You play along, responding in a curtsy before placing your hand into his. The two of you are barely able to contain excitements check as you both leave your apartment.

You and Leo soon arrive at the lair, ready to set you plan into motion.

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enb-y · 1 year

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↬ READER THAT LIKES OVERSIZED HOODIES / JACKETS HEADCANON.

rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles.

request: ❝ Hi! Can I please request a Rise Casey Jr x reader headcanon where the reader wears oversized jackets and hoodies all the time? Not for any specific reason, just loves wearing jackets and hoodies. Genderneutral Reader & romantic please? ❞ —@poisonsprinkles27

warnings: none, mild swearing.

characters: casey jr jones.

writers note: oversized jackets, hoodie, sweaters, just clothes in general are the best. this request is relatable, im always wearing oversized hoodies.

readers pronouns are not mentioned nor included.

✶ depending on what timeline you’re place in, good or bad. bad, he’ll worry about the weather, especially if it’s crazy hot, he’ll also worry about your hoodie / jacket being caught to something or being pulled by the loose fabric. good timeline, he’s not too worried, he’ll simply ask if you’re hot in that. he actually likes your hoodies, he likes how oversized they are, he actually has a pair of his own.

✶ casey’s clothing lean to the more baggy, such as baggy pants and shirts. he’ll gladly give you one of his hoodies or jackets. honestly, he has a favorite hoodie in your wardrobe that he probably wore without you knowing, not that he stolen it, just borrowed it. he doesn’t stop you from wearing the clothes you like.

✶ cold weathers, he doesn’t ask, well depending on how thin the fabric of hoodie / jacket then he’ll ask if your too cold in that.

✶ if you say it’s because you like oversized clothes / jackets, hoodies, sweaters, he doesn’t say anything but accept it, like I said earlier, he’s happy as long you’re happy.

✶ in the bad timeline, he’ll at least want you to tie it so it’s not easy for you to be grabbed by the kraang, he still won’t stop you from wearing what you like, he just wants you to be safe. he helps you sew the rips and tears.

✶ he’s the type to pull on the strings on your hoodie for shits and giggles.

✶ doesn’t mind if you taken one of his hoodies, he actually likes it. he likes it once you give it back and it smells like you, not that he’s weird, he finds it comforting, despite the teasing he receives from his teacher and mother. matter a fact, he’ll even let you have it. to be honest, he probably gave you some of old his jackets and hoodies that he no longer wears, or thought about donating.

✶ he probably buys you some, he assumes that you’ll like it, even it’s a plain color jacket / hoodie.

✶ casey is pretty cheesy once in awhile, he’ll get an oversized jacket way too big, yet big enough to have both of you inside of it.

✶ “wear my hoodie today and I wear yours for today also.”

✶ was confused when you tied the strings of his hoodie and yours together and pulled back only it tighten around his head, along with yours. “why..?” “It needed to be done casey.”

end - casey is so fucking adorable! I was so happy to write for him even though I probably didn’t get his character correctly. casey looks like the type to wear heavy clothes during hot days, bro wears beanies.

I also wrote this late at night and haven’t slept, it’s 8 in the morning ;(. I’m sorry if there’s any typos.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise tmnt #rise casey #rottmnt casey jr #rottmnt casey jones #casey jr x reader #rise casey x reader #rottmnt casey jones x reader #casey jones x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt x y/n #rottmnt x you #rottmnt x reader #rise x reader

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niphredil-14 · 4 months

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ROTTMNT CASEY JR POST MOVIE HEADCANONS

I have not seen nearly enough content for my sweet angel baby boy so here are a few of my hcs.

PLEASE SEND IN SOME TNT REQUESTS!! I WRITE FOR LEO, DONNIE, RAPH, APRIL, CASEY, CASSANDRA, CASEY JR, AND KARAI

First off, I feel like Casey would be so stoked to find his mom. He's aware of the fact that she's not really his mom yet, and because of that, might hesitate to reach out to her, but that won't last long. He won't last two weeks. I feel like he would probably have the turtles help him out with reaching out to her, and would have them explain that her son time traveled back from the future so that she knows what's going on and has time to process before he just shows up like, "hi mom c:" He's just emotionally smart like that. I just know that Cassandra would be so excited. He moves out of the sewers and in with her, and I feel like it would be a super healing experience for him. He is an active participant in the non-girl scout girl scouts. They take turns braiding his hair, and Casandra teaches him to do makeup!

Speaking of hair and makeup, I feel like Casey would refuse to settle on one aesthetic. He had very little options when it came to clothes during the apocalypse, and most of it was for tactical and practical purposes, not style, so given the chance to experiment with his self-expression. While he'll never settle on just one style, I feel like an alt/grunge aesthetic would be one of his go-to's. He just really likes it. I feel like he would do that thing where he just covers his eyelids in black eyeshadow and just smudges it all around with his finger and calls it a day, but he really pulls it off well! A gauge earring truther. I feel like he'd also have snake bites, and various other piercings. Also has a slit in his eyebrow. I feel like his go-to hairstyle would be either a man-bun or a half-up-half-down style, just to keep it all out of his face while he's going about his day.

I can see him having Donnie tutor him so that he can get his GED. Part of him would really want to go to high school, but considering all the years he missed, he'd have a lot of catch up to do, and it just wouldn't be worth it for him. Once he gets his GED I think he would start with some community college courses, probably with a focus on engineering and humanities/political sciences.

He'd probably start off working retail and fast food jobs with April, and every time he deals with an asshole customer, he would joke about regretting saving the world because it meant that they were alive, or about having Mikey send them to the future. He doesn't mean it though, he's too sweet, he just gets pissy about how ungrateful people are when he had literally nothing his entire childhood, and grew up without tomorrow guaranteed.

I feel like as much as he loves the city, and seeing all the life within it, he loves rural landscaped even more. A real sucker for nature. I don't think there would have been much greenery around him in his childhood, so it's just one more thing that gets him all in his feels about how beautiful it is and how lucky he is to see it.

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qoeww · 2 years

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Hi!! I was wondering if you could maybe write for Future! Casey Jones from the new ROTTMNT movie? If not, that's totally ok! If so, could I please request a hc or imagine of his SO teaching him how to skate?

TEACHING CASEY HOW TO SKATE

Warning: Nothing just dork boy

Character: Casey Jones

Author Note: This boy and his mama deserves more love 😔 I hope I did it well hun <3

Sometimes Casey had hard times

Because this timeline is kinda (very) different than what he knows

You accepted him what he is but sometimes he acts... Like old people

"What is that?"

"Oh, it is a skateboard!"

"Skateboard???"

"Bro, sometimes you act like my grandpa."

"What."

Maybe Leo overheard

"OHOHO, my student I can te-"

"No, you will not."

"But-"

"No."

You were sure after a day you will probably find Casey with broken bones

Leo followed you even as you exited the sewers, he bragged about how helpful he would be.

But he finally remembered the work he had to do, thanks to the look you gave him

How unfortunate! He will catch you next time, don't worry

After Leo left you took Casey by the hand and pulled him into the park

"Look, get on it now."

How the hell did he fall to the ground so quickly? He literally trained at hell (or future but they are same)

You grab him by the waist and help him to get out

"Wait, pfft-"

He is ticklish.

Devil sitting on your left whispered in your ear to take advantage of it

But, but look at this boy's face, he is so cute and innocent

You ignored the devil and slowly told him how to drive

Once again, he slipped and the front wheels went up in the air

He didn't really expect this, even his reflexes couldn't kick in as everything happened so fast

You were behind him because you thought this could happen

He fell not so softly on you

I mean, you didn't expect him to go down like this, actually he's dealt with worse

You can see the red on the tips of his ears

He laughs as he quickly gets up and reaches out for you to get up

He didn't even have time to taste such feelings, everything is so strange

But he really likes to explore his new life with you

By the way, he fell into the garbage on the second day of training and you fell next to him while you were trying to get him out of there

The smell did not leave you for a week

During this week, you had more time to train as no one wanted to approach you or even stay in the same room

Keep this secret between us, the moves he learned this week were enough to make Leo jealous

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt headcanons #tmnt headcanons #casey junior #casey jr #casey jones #casey jr x reader #casey jones x reader #casey junior x reader #wtf am I supposed to call him bro-

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ghostytoad · 7 months

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🎃 ROTTMNT Halloween Headcanons 🎃

Haunted House (X Reader) Edition

Summary: Date night at a scare attraction with Reader!

Headcanons for: Raph, Donnie, Leo, Mikey, April, Cassandra, & Casey Jr

CW: Fluff, romance ig?, can be read as platonic, gn! reader

Halloween Headcanons - Haunted House Edition Pt. 1

Raph:

isn't too thrilled about the idea, would rather stay home with y/n and watch scary movies

but how can he say no to those cute lil' eyes?

has to hype himself up while waiting in line to be brave for y/n

"you can do this, raph. you're big. you're strong. you're definitely not afraid of a dumb ol' haunted house."

he will cling onto them the entire time and hide his face in their back

his arms will not leave their waist; it's his only lifeline rn

is v careful not to squeeze too hard tho

makes it farther than he usually does with his bros

does it all for y/n; he's gotta be there to protect them after all

has never made it all the way to the end tho

it usually ends with him running out of the house screaming like a little schoolgirl

carries y/n bridal style while he's running

refuses to stop until they've made it all the way back to the lair

promises to make it up to them every time tho

Donnie:

honestly? why even bother?

he can show you scarier things out on the streets of new york than you'd ever see at a cliche scare attraction

begrudingly goes anyways; pretends its against his will but any time spent with y/n makes him v happy

not that he'd ever admit it

spends most of the time pointing out where and when most scares will occur

it really ruins the surprise for y/n but he genuinely doesn't notice he does it

"cue yet another garish hockey slasher approaching from the left corridor in 3... 2... 1...."

will occasionally tease y/n for getting scared but never pushes them past their limit

if y/n decides to tap out early, he'll understand

doesn't stop him from reaching the end tho

decides to video chat with y/n the entire time tho to show them "what they're missing out on /s"

adds a few unenthusiastic aaaah's while he's still inside to cheer y/n up for tapping out early

Leo:

oho he is going to milk this opportunity to be your knight in shining armor

cocky and smug the entire time

promises y/n that they have nothing to fear as long as lightning leon is around!

will absolutely melt if y/n clings onto him

might even carry them koala bear style if they're too scared to move

"no te asustes, mi amor! let these big, strong arms protect you from the scary monsters!"

will probably jump out to scare y/n a few times

knows when to stop tho; he's not heartless!

finds it cute how scared they get and will let them know again and again how adorable they are

if y/n decides to tap out early, he does get a bit pouty but will leave with them

makes up for all his teasing with a big share of his candy haul

Mikey:

won't say no to a date night with y/n!!

he'd jump into an active volcano if it meant getting to spend time with them!!

he doesn't mind if it's a bit scary for him.....

does his best to reassure y/n that they shouldn't be too scared! mikey's got their back!

is incredibly good at putting a brave face on the entire time

will cling to y/n as much as he can

might get a bit spooked every now and then, but as long as y/n's with him, he can power through anything

checks in often to make sure y/n is okay

"a-are you good to keep going? n-not that i'm scared, i just want you to feel safe!"

will immediately tap out if y/n starts getting overwhelmed or uncomfortable

if y/n makes it through to the end, he will absolutely brag to everyone about how brave and cool they are

April:

she knows all the best spots and is psyched to take y/n to all of them!

will make a whole date week of it

v encouraging and supportive of y/n the whole time if they show any fear

"as long as we stick together, we've got this thing in the bag! we're the power couple to end all power couples!"

doesn't mind y/n clinging onto her and uses her hoodie as a face cover if they get a bit too scared

if she does get scared (rare), she will instictively reach out for y/n's hand

would never tease y/n for getting scared, but will giggle at how undeniably cute their screams are

lots of "scared face" selfies!!

tries to encourage y/n to keep going if they start slowing down but will not hesitate to tap out if needed

takes y/n to meet all the scare actors after closing to help them get over their fears a bit

likes to end the night with a horror movie marathon and a sweets binge

Cass:

doesn't understand it.... but if it makes y/n happy then she must oblige

might need to be talked through the concept a few times while waiting in line

is a bit surprised and caught off guard if y/n decides to cling onto her

she won't reject it, she's just unsure how to reciprocate

she's definitely beat up a few scare actors that've gotten a little too close to y/n for comfort

"the masked one dares to threaten my y/n?! you will suffer unending retribution for your insolence!!"

will get incredibly angry if someone scares y/n too badly and demand an apology (and all of their candy)

keeps a close eye on y/n the entire time

if y/n decides to tap out early, she will swoop them up and carry them straight to the door

refuses to let them walk afterwards until they're absolutely 100% certain they're okay and not dying or anything

will consider it an incredible triumph if y/n makes it all the way to the end and will not let them forget just how amazing they are

Casey Jr:

he's a bit wary at first, but he'd do anything to make y/n happy

is nervous and a bit worried for y/n

what if y/n gets hurt? what if they end up getting traumatized from all the scares? would they make fun of him for being afraid? would they see him as weak?

stays on guard the whole time; firmly plants himself between y/n and anything that might scare them

will become a flustering mess if y/n decides to hold onto him for comfort tho

insanely protective and ready to defend; had broken a few props bc of this tho

checks in even more than mikey; is just incredibly worried for y/n

"are you alright, y/n? do we need to leave? just let me know when you need anything. i'm right here for you."

if y/n decides to tap out, casey won't hesitate to pick them up bridal style and rush through the nearest exit

growing up in the apocalypse, casey is v quick to make an escape so getting out won't be a problem for him

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tmntxthings · 2 years

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Hey I just finished all the love potion ones and I wanted to know if you could do a Casey Jones one specificly Casey jr

A Witch’s Kitchen

author’s notes: so, in my humble opinion, casey rlly didn’t have that much screen time for the movie, so i don’t know his personality that well which is why this took me awhile! hope i did casey justice (＞人＜)

warnings: crack? fluff? yes to all

> part two <

> leo’s < > donnie’s < > raph’s < > mikey’s <

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“Casey, that’s not-“ You sighed as he went ahead and didn’t listen to you. “-soda.” you grumble the last word. Going back to scroll on your phone. “What was that Y/n?” He asks smacking his lips together after throwing back the pink fizzy drink. “Oh you know just me trying to tell you that was a love potion!” You holler into his face. He blinks, looking down at himself and then the glass that was now empty in his hand. “Anddd why was that just sitting on your counter top?!” His voice rising as he doesn’t exactly know what to expect now, the consequences of his actions scaring him.

But as you looked at him squarely in the face and noticed how the usual signs were immediate you narrowed your eyes. He wasn’t showing the symptoms yet. “I’m a witch Casey. I make potions,” you said as if he should’ve expected that, it wasn’t like the two of you had known each other for three months now or anything?!

“Yeah but shouldn’t you have like a lab, like Donnie??” He says confused. “No a kitchen is fine… and don’t compare me to that science stickler!” You reprimand. Still analyzing his facial features he was paying attention to you, but he didn’t look nervous maybe slightly scared? He wasn’t sweating, nor blushing. Was the potion unresponsive to time travelers??

“Casey.. tell me, how do you feel?” You questioned him as you reached for your wand. Waving it slightly over Casey’s figure to cast a diagnosis spell. A flash of different colors flared in front of your eyes. His eyes were fine, not dilating nor expanding. His breathing, normal and even. But then you got to his heart, well you could definitely see the spell was there! Pink sparkles swirling around the organ in a loop. It would last for at least a week. “I feel fine… though I feel like I’ve got a slight heartburn,” and you watched as he rounded the island counter in the middle of your kitchen. Coming to stand by the barstool that you sat at. “Am I gonna DIE?” He said clutching his chest in dramatic agony. “No, but you are about to experience a roller coaster of emotions and the main one being love.”

“WHAT?” Casey’s voice cracked towards the end and he swallowed, starting to get nervous. “Yeah, and you’ll most likely be in love with me, it’s supposed to go into effect as soon as you lock eyes with the next person you see.” You said and then shrugged. “But don’t worry it’ll stop in around a weeks time. Plus love potions only enhance feelings that are already there. So if you like me as a friend, it’ll just be slightly heightened from the basis of like.” You were on a roll now as you held up your phone showing Casey a scale you had made online. “We all start off as strangers, who we are indifferent to, then if we go upwards, there is associates, then acquaintances, then friends, then best friends, then partners-“

“-Okay I get it!” Casey interrupted you. Not wanting to hear the rest of the stages because he couldn’t get past the part of the explanation where love potions heightened emotions. And Casey suddenly was sweating on the back of his neck. Because unbeknownst to you, he had the biggest crush on you. Though he was a master at concealing that fact, it did help that you seemed to be a bit oblivious to his feelings. And Casey was worrying that this love potion would now make it impossible even for you, to not notice his feelings. He wanted to escape, leave your place and sanction himself off in the lair for a week til he got over this. But he couldn’t find it in himself to move his feet, no matter how much he wanted to move away, it was like his body had a different idea. To stay as close to you as you allowed him to be. He really liked your presence. You were so sure of yourself, he liked that about you. He liked a lot of things about you. How you always stood up for what you believed in. How sharp-tongued you were, it made for some very witty conversations. How beautiful you-

You blinked and a small smirk came over your features as you saw Casey started to breath in deeper, his eyes going a bit heavy-lidded. “How you feeling now Case?” You grinned and watched as he planted his elbow on the counter, one hand holding his face as he leaned forward, “feelinggg nice~” he smiled. You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. You should’ve never doubted your skills, Casey just had a slower reaction time! “Love potion you seems very happy,” you hummed looking down at your phone while you shook your head with amusement.

Casey glanced down at your phone, you were scrolling through social media. Then he peered back at you. You were perched on one of the three barstools you had in your kitchen, and to Casey, everything else about the room faded around you. You were in focus. His hand went out and tucked a few stray strands of hair behind your ear. This caught your attention, eyes widening as your gaze darted from your phone screen to Casey. This had Casey gulping and taking a step back, “heh,” he said sheepishly. Though that was about as far as he was willing to step back, that is unless you told him to go back further. Then he would.

Under your scrutinizing gaze again, Casey felt his cheeks bloom with heat, his ears particularly felt on fire. “I’m- so- what were we doing again?” Casey sputtered trying to move on past him touching your very soft hair. “You came over to tell me about how you lost at the lair games again, I sadly couldn’t make it..” you said reminding him and his eyes immediately rolled. “Ugh! Yeah, Leo won, again!” He admitted and you chuckled at the mood switch.

“I swear, I had no idea Master Leonardo was so competitive!” his mind panned back to the future. He guessed they really didn’t have time for games. Master Leonardo always seemed so collected and cool. Losing to this Leo was the worst too, because he would gloat nonstop! “I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it, this is only your third year!” You noted, trying to lift Casey’s spirits. “Yeah,” he said glumly and you sighed, grabbing your wand again. “Wanna help me make another love potion since someone drank my last one?” You said raising your eyebrows.

Casey nodded, smiling shyly, knowing exactly who you were talking about. “Great, let’s head to the Hidden City!” Casey took another step back as you led the way to the door, him following after you like a puppy. He hoped he would make up for his mistake and be of great help, maybe this could even be considered a date! Casey had been to the Hidden City and the Run of the Mill a couple of times so he knew to expect the unexpected. “Now remember, just let me do the bargaining, you just stand behind me looking tough,” you told him and Casey nodded, not knowing what was about to happen but agreeing nonetheless.

[2 hours later]

You and Casey burst through your front door, arms full with ingredients you would need for making a new love potion! “You did amazing Case!” You said jumping up and down after you dumped the things onto your countertop. Casey did the same, smiling brightly at your compliments and cute reaction. You’d have more than just one love potion, perhaps five more! Your excitement grew at that possibility because it meant more cash for you. People and yokai alike paid big bucks for a well made love potion.

You jumped up into his arms squealing! His eyes widened, this wasn’t the first time you two shared a hug but it somehow felt way more special. He had to hold in a fit of childlike giggles as he held you close, picking you up and twirling you around in his arms. Just as quickly he placed you back down, not wanting you to get uncomfortable but you looked unphased as you stepped out of his arms to look at the loot. “Did good indeed!” You smirked, rubbing your hands together. “Alright, if you want you can head home Casey, I know the turtles will be wondering where you are,” you said shooing him away as you started to sort out the pile item for item.

If you had glanced his way you would’ve seen the expression of a kicked puppy! How could you send him off so quickly! After that hug the two of you just shared?! Oh no no no he wasn’t leaving and he quickly shot the turtles a text saying as much,

[sleeping over at y/n’s-casey 🏒🤍

what?!-leo 🐢💙

i see you like to play with death-donnie🐢💜

have funnn-mikey 🐢🧡

just message if u change ur mind-raph🐢❤️]

Casey closed his phone, not replying to anymore texts and going as far as to mute the group chat for the night. “I thought I could hang out a little while more? Maybe I can help you with the potion making?” Casey asked sounding hopeful but you looked up with a stern expression. “Case, I know you’ve got steady hands, but these measurements have to be exact,” when you saw his face turn cloudy you immediately back tracked. “Uh but, you can watch if you want..??” And his face brightened quickly, happy to have not been pushed to the curb.

You stayed up late into the night brewing up a new batch of love potions. He watched from over your shoulder, standing behind you for most of it but he got really sleepy after three hours of straight standing. “Case, you sure you don’t wanna go home?” You asked and he shook his head, his lower back was leaning against the counter that was opposite from where you worked, his arms crossed and face slowly dipping as he almost fell asleep standing!

“Oh for Merlin’s sake!” You quipped, putting down your wand and grabbing Casey’s hand. Dragging him to the living room where he could crash on your couch. His eyes widened slightly at the contact, his fingers going to lace with yours and his heart started to pound. Gosh just that simple gesture made his stomach flip with excitement. “Here, sleep,” you said letting go of his hand and going to grab a pillow and blanket for him to get comfortable with. But after you supplied him with the sleeping stuff, Casey shot out his arm and pulled you to him quickly before you could escape back into the kitchen.

Now your momentum had already been heading away from Casey, so when he pulled you to him, you were tripping over your own feet at how unexpected this was. Casey caught you in his arms as you fell on top of him, “Oh man! I’m sorry Y/n, I didn’t mean to pull you that hard!” He apologized when he heard you land on him with a ‘oomph.’ You were frozen on top of him, not wanting to move too much because Casey was, for a lack of better word, very toned/super muscular. For emphasis your hands squeezed down on his pecs and you almost died. “Ah- I’m sorry- I don’t know where to put my hands!” You said sputtering, your brain going haywire at such a close proximity.

Casey was astonished with your reaction but took it in stride. Happy to see that he could make you so flustered, he held you a little tighter. “It’s okay,” he smirked down at you and you met his gaze with a furious blush. “This isn’t funny!” You exclaimed which only made him laugh, and you flushed a darker color as you felt his laughter shake his chest. You quickly moved your hands to his arms, but they were just as muscle-y! “Geez Case, do you workout everyday?” You murmured, he wore so many layers you really couldn’t tell his physique under all his clothes.

“Mhm, Raph likes to do workouts most days before patrol or training,” his hands itched to touch you. But with your hands holding onto his arms, he settled for just feeling your touch. “Alright I’m gonna just roll off of you I guess,” you said glancing down at how twisted your legs were with his. “Or…” Casey mumbled to himself but you were so close to his face that you heard him. “Or?” You repeated, raising one eyebrow. “We could go to sleep!” Casey said quickly and held you to his chest as he maneuvered you to be on his right side. That way he was the one halfway hanging off the couch, and you could get comfortable. Well you were still slightly on top of him but you sighed. Now that he mentioned it, it was getting late but you didn’t think sleeping together on a couch while he was under the influence of a love potion was the best idea. But as he started to breath in deeply you realized Casey was already asleep. “You’re a sly fox Casey Jones,” you whispered not trying to wake him up as you fell asleep in his arms.

“I don’t know what to think!”

“Looks pretty obvious to me..”

“They’re so cute!! Let’s take some pictures,”

“Alright we should teleport back now before any of ‘em wake up!”

Your eyes shot open and the sound of four familiar voices. “Too late.” You seethed, trying not to look embarrassed at being caught in such a predicament with Casey on the couch. Truly there wasn’t enough space for two which led to a lot of tangled limbs, both arms and legs. Mikey snapped a picture and you wished for your wand but it was on the counter where you left it yesterday. “Someone wanna explain why the four of you are standing around in my living room?” You whispered harshly, Casey had yet to wake up, his head buried in your neck. “How about you explain to me why my son is in your clutches?!” Leo whispered back.

Your mouth fell open. Clutches?! Like you were some evil falcon?!? “You’ve done it now!” Raph muttered. “Listen here you little trespassing jerk, your son made moves on me, not the other way around and I can explain in further detail if someone would kindly grab my wand!” You huff, almost breaking the whisper rule. Donnie made a face at the word ‘wand’ and you rolled your eyes. “I’ll get it!” Mikey said aloud, forgetting about whispering and Casey was jolting up and falling off the couch faster than Raph could catch him.

“Motherfu-“ Casey started and stopped as his eyes squinted open and saw the turtles. In your apartment?! “What are you guys doing here?!” Casey exclaimed. “You weren’t answering any of my texts or calls I thought something happened!” Leo said hastily, justifying his actions. You got up from the couch, moving past Casey and the turtles, going to join Mikey who had gotten distracted by the love potion ingredients. “Yeah they thought I took your virginity.” You muttered under your breath. “WHAT?!” Casey yelled, his face turning a bright red. “Well, Donnie thought that” Leo clarified. Casey groaned, “I’m fine so can you please leave now?!”

“I told you!” Raph chimed in, “Not helping Raph,” Leo said as he walked over to Casey helping him off the ground. “Like I was saying,” you reentered the living room, wand in hand and Mikey next to you. “Casey is under a love potion right now, self-inflicted,” you made sure to tack on the last part giving Leo and Donnie a glare to which they both returned. To prove you were not lying you casted another diagnostic spell on Casey, allowing everyone to see the pink swirls that were still circling around his heart. “Suuure,” Donnie said sarcastically as his eyes glanced for a second or two at the magical chart. Your tongue rolled into your cheek in aggravation. “Y/n, I’m really sorry about them, they were just leaving!” Casey said with extra emphasis. “Yes we were and Casey’s coming with us!” Leo remarked as he pulled out a sword starting to make a big blue circle. “See ya laters Case,” figuring that it was probably for the best. You didn’t know if you could handle a week of love potion Casey, he definitely seemed to be a bit more flirty than what you were used to. “But!” Casey whined, not wanting to go.

“No buts!” Leo said grabbing Casey’s arm just in case he tried to make a dash for it. Mikey and Raph said their polite goodbyes, while Donnie entered the portal silently. You sent him the middle finger subtly since your arms were crossed. Casey was looking at you with big puppy dog eyes, you couldn’t help but console him even with Leo there. “Don’t worry, I’ll text you,” you said smiling slightly and shaking your head. He brightened at that, “if you ignore me for an hour I’m FaceTiming you!”

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