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whoslibby · 5 months
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the orange peel theory. it was a silly thing you saw on tiktok but thought heck let’s try it out. you grabbed an orange from the fruit bowl which you top up for no reason because it’s not like you eat out of it, most of your fruit lives in the fridge anyway.
you passed jay the orange without even speaking, he began peeling it for you, peeling the layer getting to that citrusy interior. he took a slice himself before handing it back to you allowing you to eat it.
he thought nothing of it he was so willing to help, a smile bloomed on your face as you sat on the sofa next to him eating the slices, the sticky orange juice coating your fingers. ‘why are you smiling’ he asked looking down at how happy you were eating the orange.
‘nothing, I just saw a thing online’ you reassured him as you ate the orange, the grin still planted on your face. you didn’t know why, he would always do mundane tasks for you if you somewhat disliked them but the fact you did it without even asking made the whole ordeal that much better.
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alltoounwellll · 3 months
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ok but james potter would peel the fucking orange and feed it to you
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thoughtssvt · 5 months
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The Orange Peel Theory
[the orange peel theory: the idea that someone cares enough about you to do even the most mundane tasks that you are completely capable of doing yourself - an act of service in the small things]
synopsis : megumi shows yuji that he'd peel an orange for him despite the rind getting stuck under his nails and the citrus smell sticking to his fingers.
(this isn't about oranges- it's actually about dumplings, but you get it....)
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"Alright, let's get this going. Nobara really takes advantage when I offer to cook for her parties," Yuji craned his neck from side to side, rolling up his sleeves before stepping in front of the sink. "I mean, come on–" he started, meticulously scrubbing his hands with a heavy sigh as he thought about the tedious prep work he'd have to do to make his famous dumplings.
"The thinly sliced carrots piss you off," Megumi interjected with a small smile on his face, "That reminds me, I have a surprise for you," Megumi quirked his brow towards the refrigerator. "It's not much, I'd probably burn the whole house down if i tried to actually help you with the cooking, but–”
Yuji padded over to the fridge wondering if Megumi just decided to buy premade dumplings to avoid the hassle.
His back creaked as he bent down to come face to face with the lower half of the appliance, mild anticipation sparking with the creaking hinges of the door. A breath caught in his chest, his heart coming to a complete stop. He felt silly with the way he audibly gulped and tears brimmed in his eyes.
It had been a mindless rant. Nothing serious. The two of them laid in bed the previous night, Yuji scoffing at his phone as he saw Nobara’s texts asking if he could bring his homemade dumplings.
"The prep work is so time consuming, I'll have to try and come home early tomorrow," he’d sighed. "The recipe is a blessing and a curse,” he groaned as he buried his face into Megumi’s chest. “I like my dumplings as much as the next person, but everything has to be so finely chopped and it takes so long," Yuji continued.
Before him, now, were containers full of prepped vegetables. Shredded carrots, minced ginger, stringy green onions.
"You did this?" Yuji's voice was small, a hairline away from cracking as he turned to Megumi with his arms full of containers. All labeled and packed to preserve freshness. Scallions floating in water and leafy greens topped with a paper towel to keep them from wilting. Fushiguro knew next to nothing about cooking, let alone prep before Yuji came into his life. The sentiment that he went out of his way to do this all so perfectly had Yuji’s heart swelling in his chest.
"I mean, yeah, you hate doing the prep," Megumi shrugged, gesturing to the veggies, his fingers wrapped in bandages that had tigers and bunnies printed on them, cutesy ones Yuji always had in his pocket in case he came across a child that slipped and scraped their skin. “I know you're always standing for so long and it hurts your knees.”
"You don't know how to cook," Yuji whispered, dumbfounded, earning a snicker from his boyfriend.
"Chopping is different from cooking. Like I said, I probably would've burned down our apartment if I tried to help you cook." He huffed a stronger snort, the corners of his lips tugged into a wide grin.
“It takes you forever to chop anything. How long were you standing here? It was your day off,” his lips wobbled trying so hard not to let his tears slide down his cheeks. He sucked in a hiccup as he thought about how his boyfriend stood in the kitchen for most of the day, wincing every time he nicked his fingers, shifting his weight between his feet as the time weighed heavily on his shoulders.
Megumi stepped towards Yuji, wiping the stubborn tears from his boyfriend's lash line. "It's not a big deal, you don't have to cry." He cooed softly, pulling Yuji in close.
"You saved me a lot of time," Yuji rasped, hands clinging to the pockets of Megumi's sweats.
"I know," Megumi chuckled fondly, planting a soft kiss high on Yuji's cheek.
"And you hurt yourself," he acknowledged, taking Megumi’s hands in his, holding them to his chest. 
"It's not too bad. I'll get better. Won't cut myself too much next time," his boyfriend assured, bringing in a fresh sting of tears to the skin around Yuji’s eyes at the implication that he would be more than willing to prep vegetables for him again. Yuji had always done things himself. He never imagined anyone doing such small gestures, tiny things you'd never think of doing for another person. He was perfectly capable of doing it himself, everything Megumi knew about cooking came from him. There was no doubt in mind that his boyfriend knew that these were things he could do–  easily– but he did them anyway because he knew how much Yuji hated doing it. It started out as a small rant, nothing had to come from it, but Megumi took it to heart, taking time out of his day to think of ways to give Yuji an easier time.
"And I love you," Yuji rasped with closed lids as he nuzzled his face into the crook of Megumi’s neck.
"I love you too."
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you would peel oranges for me. amazing. pomegranates too. great. but would you peel GaRliC for me?!?!??!??!?!?
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bolontiku · 3 months
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The Orange Theory
Me, sick from my meds. Finally able to keep soup down. At the table. Still weak af a little shaky I ask the brother "who's oranges?"
"Mine! I bought them cause I suddenly wanted them." Me looking at them for a second, wondering if I can keep it down. "Let me peel one for you"
"I can do it"
"If you want one, you can have one, but I can slice it for you or just peel it however you want it?"
"I just thought they belonged to the sister or her gf"
"Like they buy anything we like" proceeds to laugh and go on talking after I assure him I can peel it myself. Super shaky but was able to get it down. It was so good.
Now he is starting to see the tiktoky videos, and he laughs, "it's the least they can do for them. These bitches that can't peel an orange for their girls- the fuck?! How do you deserve her bruhhh?"
I'm so glad I raised him right 🤣🤣
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eydi-andrius · 3 months
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Orange Peel Theory (Love and Deepspace Characters x Reader)
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Synopsis: Where you tried the viral orange peel theory to your boyfriend
divider by @/cafekitsune
a/n: its been a while since I saw feedbacks and reblogs on my posts. I highly appreciate it if you could share your thoughts here. 🫶
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❄️ Zayne ❄️
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- The incredulous stare Zayne gave you after you asked him to peel you an orange is a bit insulting and…you admit kinda funny
- He is usually good at hiding his feelings on his face but it was so obvious that right at this moment he is thinking how weird you are and you're probably up to something. He’s just not sure if it's good or bad
- With that look, you have no choice but to give excuses, and one of it was you just got your nails done
- He frowned at that and insists on seeing your hands, not trusting your words, and you were so happy that you did actually went out and fix your nails at a nail salon as a reward to yourself
- After he saw your manicured nails, he gave out a troubled sigh, before he took the orange from your hand and started peeling
- You were so happy when he was finally done, but was surprised when he raise the orange out of your reach and grab a small plate and pick up the oranges and place it there neatly
- You watched as he raised his eyebrow when he saw you brimming with happiness as he set the saucer in your waiting hands
- He shook his head when he heard your chirp a thank you but you can see a hint of smile on his lips
“Did you hurt yourself? Show me your hands.”
🐚 Rafayel 🐚
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- Rafayel scoffed, raised his eyebrow and asked what's your deal
- You tried your best not to laugh on the way he’s crossing legs and an obvious look of mistrust on his eyes. His sassiness is truly up there and you find it truly entertaining
- You were about to give an excuse when you heard him tuts and grab the orange from your hand, regardless of your reason
- However, while peeling, he will grumble and complain about you taking advantage of your boyfriend privileges
- You swallowed whatever mirth bubbling within you and you thanked him when he was finally done and was about to give back the newly peeled orange
- But, right in the middle of it, he stopped midair, pulled back the orange, pick it apart and said “aahh” asking you to open your mouth so he can feed you
- He probably saw your frown and gave meaningful smirk at your confusion
“Well, I wanted to take advantage of my girlfriend privileges too.”
🌟 Xavier 🌟
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- You felt a bit bad when you noticed a little too late that Xavier had already dozed off on your couch when you asked him to sit down and wait for you
- While scrolling on your phone, you were so excited to do the viral orange peel theory on him but you’ve guessed you forgot how tiring his day must have been, since it's only been seconds when you asked him to stay so you can grab an orange in your kitchen but he is already fast asleep
- You were about to put the orange back and call it a day when you hear him mumble a soft “give me that” and you admit that startle you a bit
- You frown and stare at his sleeping form. Thinking you must have been tired yourself hearing a sleeping person talk, when he repeated himself again and although surprise, you gave him the orange, on his open palm that he raised
- Even with his eyes closed, he started peeling the orange little by the little, and he made you worried when his head tilted on the side, almost falling from sleepiness
- After perfectly peeling the orange, with no questions asked, and his mind already off to dreamland, you found yourself admiring Xavier and how lucky you are to have him
“Where is the orange?....I will peel it for you.”
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morganski-19 · 3 months
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Steve seeing something on tiktok and trying it on Eddie
Steve: You know what I kinda really want right now, an orange
Eddie: Do we even have the oranges?
Steve: I’m not sure
Eddie: *getting up* Let me check. Nope, be back in ten
Steve: *to the camera* I was not expecting him to go that far
Ten minutes later
Eddie: *comes back to the apartment with a bag of oranges* Do you want peeled or sliced
Steve: Peeled
Eddie: Ok
Steve: *looking at the camera* I think he passed
Eddie: *handing Steve a bowl of peeled orange slices* Passed what?
Steve: Nothing
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hausmakes · 2 months
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and I would still love you if you were a worm
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spamgyu · 3 months
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SVT VU - Orange Peel Theory // Drabble
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orange peel theory is making it's rounds on local tiktok and twitter. this is my humorous take on how the VOCAL UNIT discuss/deal with the orange peel theory with their significant others.
[hhu] [pu - coming soon]
JEONGHAN
"thank you." she grinned up at him as he placed a plate of oranges in front of her. she had been nose deep in her laptop, trying to complete her last email of the week when he unsolicitedly placed the snack in front of her.
much like all other times he had done when she was far too busy with work to remember to eat.
jeonghan placed a kiss atop her head as she happily munched away on the snack, a sly smile slowly growing on his lips as she grabbed another slice.
"would YOU peel oranges for me?" jeonghan crossed his arms over his chest.
"yes?" his girlfriend was taken back by the sudden hostility.
all while she was preoccupied with her daily zoom meetings and endless emails, jeonghan had brain rotted away on his phone – stumbling upon videos of girls testing their men .... with oranges.
he didn't understand why this was up for debate, knowing he would peel millions of oranges if it meant making his girlfriend's day all the better.
but he also wanted to have fun; setting up his own phone away from her sight as he captured the video just for him to laugh at.
he always did enjoy messing with her.
JOSHUA
joshua sighed for the third time since they had sat on the couch.
which was only about 5 minutes ago.
he glanced over at her to see that she had yet to take notice of the sound he had made, this time letting out a much more dramatic sigh.
giggling, she finally had taken the hint; taking her eyes off the television and looking over at him. "yes, honey, can i help you?"
"everyone else's girlfriends are asking for oranges..." he pouted. "peeled."
joshua wasn't much to keep up with trends, let alone be chronically online the same way his members were. she didn't think he would be well aware of the current debate taking over social media – and frankly, she didn't care for it.
it was just an orange.
"did you want me to ask if you would peel an orange for me?" she asked with raised brows.
"duh..." he nodded. during today's practice, he had overheard seungcheol and mingyu exchange stories of how their significant others had tested them with the theory – the rest of the boys soon joining in. everyone else seemed to have their own share of stories... but him.
"i– it's hypothetical though. it's more of if you're willing to peel–" she watched as he pouted once again. "would you peel an orange for me?"
joshua grinned, digging into his hoodie's front pocket to pull out two oranges, a banana, and an apple.
"apple?"
"i'll use my teeth."
"no!" she cried, grabbing the fruit from him.
JIHOON
"have you guys heard of the orange peel theory?" soonyoung asked, shoveling a spoonful of rice into his mouth.
she and jihoon shook their heads at their unsolicited guest who somehow managed to make himself a little too comfortable in their shared apartment; claiming that before she came along, he was jihoon's babygirl.
she didn't care to fight soonyoung over it; jihoon did enough of that himself.
"isn't that a gym?" jihoon quipped.
"that's orange theory, babe." y/n corrected, grabbing another shrimp from the middle of the table.
soonyoung always came over unannounced, but never empty handed – arriving today with seafood boil for all three of them to share.
"ah..." he nodded, taking the shrimp from y/n's plate – peeling it for her.
she was shit at peeling her own shrimp and jihoon was more than happy to make sure she didn't ruin her perfectly manicured nails.
soonyoung rolled his eyes at the couple who never stayed up to date with the latest internet trends. "sickening." he mumbled.
peeling shrimp was far more romantic than peeling oranges, anyways. but if anyone were to ask jihoon, he'd skin anything she asked him to.
including their unannounced guest.
SEOKMIN
he didn't exactly fail her humorous attempts to test him on the orange peel theory.
but he didn't pass either.
in his defense, she had asked him in the middle of the night – waking him from his slumber to ask if he would peel an orange for her, only to reply "tomorrow."
and he knew she wasn't mad. there was no reason to.
it was a silly tiktok she had seen while she scrolled next to her boyfriend who was deep asleep – practically shaking their walls with his loud snores.
but seokmin felt guilty after he had read the groupchat he had shared with his members, each of them sharing how their significant others had managed to bring up the hot debate topic circulating social media.
if he had known....
"babe... why is our fridge full of peeled oranges?" she laughed. she had originally gone into the kitchen to grab a drink only to be distracted by the lack of bottled waters.... and an abundance of orange filled tupperwares.
"i'm sorry."
glancing over her boyfriend who stood at the doorway of their kitchen, she let out another laugh – walking over to pull him into a hug. "did you peel all those?"
he nodded into her shoulder, making her giggle.
"i didn't take it personally."
"i did." he pulled away, bringing his fingers up to her face. "and now i smell like an orange."
SEUNGKWAN
"look what i brought!" he sang as he kicked off his sneakers, shaking the bag in his hand.
seungkwan had paid his family a visit, coming back from the tiny island just south of the mainland with various treats he enjoyed growing up.
including a bag of tangerines.
"ooooh!" she clapped, following him into the kitchen – digging into the bag of his mom's homecooking. "these are going to be so good. can you–"
before she could even finish her sentence, he had placed a peeled orange on top of one of the containers; a large smile on his face.
"thank you?" she reached for the fruit hesitantly; wary of the strange smile on his face.
"i'd peel oranges for you."
popping a slice in her mouth. "i know... thanks."
"any mundane thing, i'd do."
she nodded, still quite confused with his actions. "i know."
"just getting that out there." he clicked his tongue.
"okay... weirdo." y/n chewed.
seunkwan frowned at her reaction.
"i take it back." he snatched the fruit from her hand.
"hey!"
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g0j0s · 3 months
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orange peel theory this pomegranate peel theory that. but have you thought about badaam peel theory? when they soak the almonds overnight and peel them in the morning for you. now that right there is love at its peak.
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nephilimbrute · 3 months
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oh-my-damn · 3 months
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Sleepy Orange
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Pairing: Astarion x Female!Tav/reader
Summary: You come back from a fight exhausted beyond belief. Astarion does his best to take care of you. Part of that includes peeling your orange.
Wordcount: 1300
Warnings: None. Pure, unadulterated fluff. A happy, sappy, in love Astarion (just as he deserves to always be)
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You huffed as your tired body plopped down on the bed in your tent, a groan spilling out when you land on the many pillows adorning it.
Your head lolls back as your eyes droop closed, every muscle in your body aching from your escapades today.
It had been a long one. A long and rough one. It felt like you'd been fighting for days when you finally came out victorious, but the price of winning meant that you'd been covered in blood and bruises.
One long bath later, you were finally back in your tent, lit candles scattered about, jewel-shade pillows in velvety fabrics adorning the space.
Your living accommodations had certainly become more colorful and frivolous ever since you and Astarion had decided to shack up together.
It had been an accident, at first. Your relationship had it's ups and downs, but after defeating Cazador, he finally told you how he felt. He laid himself bare for you, not just his body but his soul as well, and your heart soared at the idea that the man you fell for so recklessly finally loved you back. Even with everything the two of you had gone through.
Eventually, it came to a point where the two of you would spend every night in each others arms, either in your own tent or his. So naturally, you came to the conclusion that it would be easier if you just shared one tent. Together.
It had taken a period of adjustment, at first, but it didn't take long for both of you to find a home in your newly shared accommodations. For Astarion, an important part of his living space was that it be elegant, and comfortable – at least whatever comfortable meant to his standards. For you, it felt more lavish than anything, but after a while you started to find your own comfort in merely the thought that he loved the space. You found comfort in the thought that he felt at home, considering it had been so long since he'd felt that way.
You and Astarion aside, however, your work was still cut out for you on the fighting front. Defeating Cazador was nowhere near the end for you, even despite of Astarion now being a free – albeit still spawn – vampire, your main quest remained the same, and you were still fighting day to day to make it happen. Which is why you're currently camped out on the outskirts of Baldur's Gate, planning your next move.
Unfortunately for you and your companions, your presence in Baldur's Gate didn't exactly please everyone, which is why a group of mercenaries had cornered you earlier, prepared for a fight. They got one, but victory didn't come easily, which is why you're now achingly sore to the point of almost crying.
Your bones ache, so do your muscles, and your stomach feels empty beyond what could possibly be deemed healthy, but you're simply too tired to make any food.
You almost manage to drift off right there, in just your casual outfit on top of piles of velvet pillows, when you hear soft steps approaching, entering your tent.
You already know who it is just by the sound of his steps, how silent they are; you can tell that the only reason there's a sound at all is for your benefit, to alert you of his presence.
When he speaks, his voice is soft, laced with worry, a gentle whisper that caresses your mind, lulling you gently.
"Darling. Please tell me you're not dead."
A tired smile works its way onto your face, but your eyes remain closed as you murmur, "I'm alive."
"Thank the gods," Astarion responds, and you can just imagine the characteristic smirk on his face as he speaks, "Because if you were, I'm sure our companions wouldn't hesitate to suspect it be my doing."
You can hear him ruffling about faintly, closing the flaps to your tent to grant the two of you privacy, but your mind is already desperately slipping towards dream-state, only urged on by your body.
A beat passes before he speaks again, more quietly this time, but his voice is clearer than before despite it, which indicates he's moved closer to you.
"Have you eaten anything yet?"
You mumble something inaudible, but you manage to shake your head slowly, your eyes staying closed as you remain too tired to offer him a proper response.
He let's out a sigh, one that's steeped in worry rather than disappointment, and then you feel something cold gently brush over your cheek. His fingers.
"You need to eat, my darling. I know you're tired, but you haven't eaten all day. What can I get you?"
Your brows furrow as you shift slightly on the bed, tilting your cheek into his embrace. He cups it carefully, his cold touch soothing on your skin when his thumb caresses it.
"Mh, dunno.." Your response is barely there, but Astarion doesn't move away, his voice determined.
"I cannot in good consciousness let you sleep before you eat at least a little bit. How about fruit? An apple, perhaps?"
You grunt, your brows furrowing as your head shakes.
Astarion tuts gently at your antics, his fingers brushing over your forehead in a soothing manner, "Okay, my sweet, point taken. No apples. An orange then, would that entice you?"
You hesitate. An orange does sound absolutely perfect right now.
But then you let out a whine, "Too tired to peel it."
Astarion chuckles softly, his fingers gently sliding down the bridge of your nose as he whispers, "Don't fret, my dear."
The bed shifts again, his cool touch leaving your face, but it doesn't take long before your mind steals you away again, luring you into your dream state.
You're almost there when you feel movement again, your brows furrowing slightly as your tongue darts out to wet your dry lips.
Astarion gently slides a hand down your arm, his voice quiet, "I'm back, my love. I've got something for you, won't you indulge me in having a few bites?"
You stir at his words, settling against the pillows again, and then you feel something prod at your lips as he speaks again, "Open up for me, darling."
Your lips part, and he gently feeds you an orange slice, the taste making you hum when you bite down on it.
Astarion smiles at the tired look on your face, further peeling the orange to get more slices when you chew them.
"There we go. Tastes good, yes?"
You nod sleepily, blinking owlishly to look up at him through tired eyes. His smile widens when your eyes meet his, his adept fingers expertly peeling the orange without issue, "There she is. My little warrior."
You let out a tired chuckle at his words, parting your lips when he offers you another orange slice.
"Just a few more, darling. Then I'll let you rest."
You nod, your eyes fluttering closed again, but it doesn't deter him from feeding you the remaining orange slices as he speaks to you quietly to keep you awake.
"You were a sight for sore eyes today. I bet Gale is jealous you're not halfway to passed out in his bed right now."
You let out a snort at his words, shaking your head which makes him chuckle, "Now now, stay still, you little vixen. Eat the last of your orange."
You comply, chewing the last few bites and swallowing with a satisfied hum once you finish. His cool fingers gently caress your face, first your cheek and then down to your jaw, before you feel him lean closer. You feel his lips brush a kiss to your forehead, and then another on the tip of your nose before he whispers, "Thank you for eating. You may sleep now, my treasure."
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shattered-earth · 3 months
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"orange peel theory" on the main 6 bg3 companions according to me
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drysdalesworld · 2 months
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the orange peel theory
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pairing(s): quinn hughes x fem!reader
genre: fluff
warning(s): none!
note(s): this quinn gif makes me go literally feral <3 also, i rewrote this many different times to try to get it right but idk if it helped lol
“Babe, can I have an orange?”.
Your voice was soft when you had asked your boyfriend, him being busy with putting away the dishes in the washer.
A while ago, you had seen a TikTok video of a girl asking her boyfriend if he could peel her orange for her, his next action somehow displaying how he treated her and viewed their relationship, at least according to the theory specialists. You thought it was cute and wanted to try it out with Quinn, curious as to what he’d do.
“Sure,” he responded, wiping his hands on the clean dish towel hanging from the handle of one of the kitchen drawers. “Want me to peel or cut it for you?”.
His following question didn’t surprise you much. He’d always ask you a similar question whenever you asked for something in the kitchen, wanting to make sure whatever you asked him for was up to par with what you had in mind. But it still made your heart flutter and smile nonetheless.
“Can you peel it please? I don’t like the way the juice makes my hands feel”.
“Of course, sweetheart,” he smiled back, retreating further into the kitchen to grab you your orange.
The sound of feet shuffling and the orange being peeled made your smile widen, thankful for someone that didn’t mind the little things such as peeling your oranges for you and happily did it for you as well.
“Thank you,” you mumbled, leaning up to place a gentle kiss on the man’s lips as he handed you your peeled orange.
“Anything for you,” he whispered back, a smile painted on his lips as he pulled you in for another kiss, sneakily stealing a piece of your orange as he did so.
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oozedninjas · 2 months
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The orange peel theory
You saw this trend on TikTok, and now you must try it with your boyfriend. Would they pass the test?
General verses / sfw / ninja guys are late 20's
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"Honey, I was wondering if you could help me peel this orange," you say before sitting next to him on the couch. His favorite show was about to start.
Leo looked at the orange, then at you, before taking it with a sweet smile. "Gladly."
This man never misses an opportunity to impress you.
Leo peeled a fragment with the sharp end of his katana, then removed it entirely with precise movements. He stole a few glances at you, wearing a flirty smile.
"Thank you, Leo."
He grins. "It's always an honor to help you."
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"Babe, are you busy?"
Raphael turned, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you.
"I was just about to go on patrol. Why?"
"Would you mind helping me peel this orange?"
He tilted his head. You weren't one to ask for help with trivial stuff. Yet, Raphael shrugged, minding the way your eyes seemed to sparkle. It brought a smile to his face.
"Sure! Pass it over."
Raph peeled the orange, mindful not to bruise it as you admired the strength in his hands and his clumsy attempt at gentleness.
"Here you go."
It looked ridiculously tiny in his hand. You giggled. "Thanks, babe."
"Thanks?" Raph leaned over the wall, trapping you between his plastron and the bricks. "A kiss is the price to pay," he teased.
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"Hey, love, I was wondering if you'd help me peel my orange?"
Donatello tuned to you, adjusting his glasses over his nose. "Of course, I'd be happy to assist," he gave you a sweet smile before cleaning up his hands.
"Would you like the orange peeled only, or do you want it sliced into wedges? I can put it on a plate— I think we have some little toothpicks around here; they'll help you eat it more comfortably," He said, moving through the place.
You weren't sure if he was talking to you or thinking out loud, but it mattered not. He definitely passed the vibe check. You were with the right man and couldn't be happier.
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"Mikey baby, would you help me peel this?" you said, handing him the orange.
He was thrilled anytime you made him feel needed.
"Sure thing, angel. Watch and learn from the master of orange-peeling!" he said in an attempt to show off.
He's probably waving unexisting brows.
You sighed in that endearing way that only surfaced when he was around. Mikey eagerly peeled the orange and then bowed to present it to you.
"Thank you, mister."
"Anything for my baby!"
He'll be happy if you ask to eat it together.
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perfectlyfamouscowboy · 3 months
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That one orange peeling theory except we all know that Eddie WOULD 100% peel an orange for Steve without even being asked.
Steve: I kind of want an orange
Eddie: *throwing himself out of bed* SAY NO MORE
Not only would he peel that orange, but he would go above and beyond by painstakingly picking off all of the white parts too because he knows Steve doesn't like them.
It would get to the point where Steve would come out to check on why he's been in the kitchen for so long and Eddie would just be kneeling in front of the trash with a practically bald orange, inspecting it, and picking off even the tiniest hints of white he sees.
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