Question and request😂
Could you do a one-shot f the nickname origins? Like, why do the turtles call Reader those nicknames?
Hmmm... I smell a challenge... Game on then, Nonie! Enjoy!
Synopsis: How you got your nickname from each of the boys.
Genre: Fluffier than my dog, some lols too, light read
Word count: 1920
Notes: I am clearly biased, leave me alone
Mood-setters: Leo) Tenno - Journey
Raph) Blue Wednesday - New Shoes
Don) Dyrean - This Won’t Last
Leonardo
Everyone knew that your man loves his bonsai trees. They're his life. Well, right after his family, you, and protecting the city, but still a pretty high priority.
And ever since his father had taught him the art of skillfully making a bonsai tree in their home, he'd dedicated his life to his little ones. He liked to think of them as his children since he was pretty much resigned that he would never truly have any real ones of his own.
He tended to them daily, snipping off smaller branches, changing their pots if they needed be and once Mikey had actually made him some custom ones for his birthday, he did everything for those miniature trees.
Until, that is, the Kraang invasion.
As much as it should have been the last thing in his head at that very moment, he was still worried about his bonsai. That and, he saw the way you were pacing, nearly hyperventilating at the thought of them jumping a plane to Brazil,he was happy he never told you most of the details of that trip.
So before they all left, he entrusted his bonsai to you - mostly so you would have something to keep you occupied.
Once the shop was out of Earth's atmosphere, the Police ceremony had passed and the dust had settled, the turtles returned home for some much, much needed respite.
And what Leo found when he walked into his room made his heart swell.
His beloved tiny trees, perfectly green and lively, and cared-for, and on top of that, blooming. He hadn't in all his years of caring for them seen them bloom, he knew it was possible but he'd never seen it in person.
Since then he referred to you as "petal" or "blossom" as you brought the same kind of simple pure joy to him as his beloved bonsai, and "yoshi" because you were his lucky charm, though you had taken it as him calling you a dinosaur, so he used that more as a joke.
Raphael
Well, I mean, very obviously, you were shorter than him. But at first he wasn't comfortable calling you anything.
They don't get many people down in the Lair, he wasn't just gonna mess it up for his brothers too.
So for a month or two, he sticked exclusively to your name.
Until... That one time when his brothers (mostly Mikey but Leo and Don were complicit) decided to mess with you while preparing dinner.
"Hey, babe, can you fetch me the red and black pepper?"
"Where are they?"
"That shelf over there." at which point he'd direct you to some shelf or cupboard you could never reach without a ladder.
Raph just watched on from the kitchen table, also finding it funny how you'd reach for the shelf on your tiptoes, use the counter to levy yourself up slightly, jumped up a couple of times, and still barely got near the bottom of it.
Sure, it was funny, he thought but it was also unfair. You'd rarely meet someone of their height anywhere, so it was fair that you couldn't reach the top shelf, but not very many could. Even Casey struggled with some if the higher ones and he had at least a good 2-3 inches in you.
"Here." while you were trying to reach the shelf, Raphael had walked up behind you, and pulled the spices out of the cabinet and handed them to you.
Mikey, seeing that the game had changed, now decided to test Raph's patience.
"Oh, and the oregano and the basil, please." Leo would be proud of how this boy was keeping his composure.
You in turn, looked up at Raph pleading, you wanted to be included SO MUCH, that he just didn't have the heart to deny you. That and he had a massive crush on you, at the time, and could not bear having you mad at him.
So he reached for that shelf too, taking those small (to him) shakers, which Mikey had diligently name-labeled and organized, and put them in your waiting hands.
He could hear his brothers, snorting, trying not to giggle at his predicament, but it seemed his pride came second to you.
"Oh, and I'm gonna need some parsley, and fennel seeds."
Where the hell did Mikey even get all this stuff? Is that what that large unmarked bad April brought him was?
And then he looked down at you, seeing your pleading eyes, and just snapped.
"Shorty, I can't be here all day, handing you stuff!" it was just mainly exasperation, he never dared raise his voice at you back then, not even as a joke.
"Well, you can give me a boost then, and I'll get them myself."
The thought of lifting you onto his shoulder, having your ass so close to his face, had him blushing and sweating.
He just reached in, gave you two shakers and sat back onto his ass now in deep thought.
The nickname had come so naturally that you'd both barely noticed. That was sometimes replace with "short-stack" and "tiny".
Donatello
Donnie loved the stars, that's one of the passions you two shared. Unfortunately though, he couldn't just walk up to a planetarium in working hours, and even more unfortunately, while yes, technically he could climb the tallest building in the city and get an unobstructed view, the city that never sleeps produced so much light pollution that stars were virtually invisible from anywhere withing 5 miles of the city.
But he wasn't one to give up. Oh, no, no.
Because C/2014 Q2 was going to pass through the night sky very soon, and you were anxious to see it, but also resigned that you wouldn't be able to.
And this man and his massive crush on you could not bear the disappointment in your eyes. It took him a while to devise his super villain plan but it was so worth it.
"Donnie?" your voice echoed through the Lair like bells through a church, making his heart swell in his chest, hands getting clammy, but he was ready.
"In here!" he called back as he fiddled with some of the wires on the floor, maybe he should have taped them down for safety.
Your quiet steps could be heard resonating around the concrete walls, slowly getting closer.
"Hey, where is everybody?"
"On patrol." he recalled having begged Leonardo to let him stay in just this one time, because it was a very special night, and once he finally explained why, Leo sighed, resolved, and said yes.
"Oh, my God!" in his distracted state he hadn't heard you walk up to the lab door, and once he looked up he saw utter shock on your face. The reflection of Alpha Centauri did look spectacular on you.
"Do you like it?" characteristically nervous and anxious about your response, he failed to see the soft expression of wander and joy in your eyes, a hand still covering your mouth from the initial shock.
"Do I!" he'd take that as a yes.
"I know you really wanted to see C/2014 Q2, so..." he pointed behind him.
It was a massive 360 projector, a much larger version of the ones he used for his and April's watches, illuminated the room like the night sky.
"How?" you still seemed in disbelief of his technical prowess and he would be a liar of he said it didn't boost his ego.
"Well, I installed a camera with an amplifier on the Chrysler Building, so we would see everything clearly but I had to shield the lens from reading any of the light below and that took a lot of fine tuning." he stopped himself from going into detail, so as to not bore you, but he had a vague idea, you might ask later.
And then he remembered there was a time constraint too.
"Now, hurry, C/2014 Q2 is supposed to enter New York radius ant minute now."
He could still hardly look away from the bewilderment in your eyes.
He made the few strides it took to the middle of the room, where a soft blanket was laid out next to some snacks and drinks.
Your initial stupor seemed to have passed as you finally made the steps to join him where he sat.
He'd never seen you so shocked, stunned into silence, ever, and once more a surge of pride hit him at the thought that he was the one that caused it.
When you finally - reluctantly - sat down by him, you were still so focused on the night sky projected onto the walls, that it seemed to escape you just how close to him you sat. Closer than you had before. You sat with your arms next to you for balance, one of them so close to his that he could feel your soft warm hoodie stroking his bare skin. He should have pulled away, he thought, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do so.
Beep beep! Beep beep!
“Oh, it’s nearly here, it should pass us in about a minute.”
You didn’t respond to that, and at first he wondered if there was something wrong, and if something was missing but then a soft sight of content fell onto his shoulder and his nerves suddenly calmed.
You were the moon to his tides.
You seemed so peaceful just then. Illuminated by the night sky, like you belonged to it, but somehow brighter still, with your hair down shining as the lights twinkled around you, a small smile on your face as if nothing was wrong in the world - untroubled and calm - and for a second, he believed it. The city was quiet for just a moment in time.
Suddenly, a new colorful gleam appeared on your face and your eyes brightened with it.
“Donnie, there she is.” your arm lifted to point at the bright expanse of light passing through your view, unable too look away.
There she is, indeed.
And just as it’d come, it was gone.
“You missed it.” you seemed saddened by that as you finally looked up at him, you far smaller size forcing you to strain your neck to meet his eyes.
Did he? He could see it again some day, but the look on your face as it’d happened was not something to look away from.
When had you gravitated towards him like that? it seemed like a slow gradual process, the way you’d put your knees under you, much like the way you’d stolen your way into his heart and into ever second of his waking consciousness.
Soft, warm, tiny hands cupped the sides of his jaw as you finally closed the distance between your lips, and he wasn’t sure if his heart had stopped or if it was beating so fast he could no longer hear it.
And then you pulled back, and the moment was over, but this one he will never forget.
“I have my comet.”
The brightest star in his sky would forever be you. And he made sure to tell you so.
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