Multifandom x Reader Scenarios/(Possibly) Headcanons

∘˚˳° Fake Relationships At The Masquerade Ball - ROTTMNT [Short Scenarios] ∘˚˳°

Quick A/N:

These scenarios are actually from a quiz I wrote November 12th 2022. I figured I'd put all the results here in this book since some people might've gotten someone they didn't want or may not know how to view the other results at the end of the quiz.

The External link will take you to said quiz.

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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚ Raphael Hamato ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

As you walked around greeting guests, you couldn't help but notice a familiar alligator snapping turtle admiring the decorations you had set up.

"Raph, hey!" You call out, catching the red-banded turtles attention.

"Y/n, there you are!" Raph gives you a warm smile, and a small wave.

"What're you looking at?" You question.

"These decorations. You put a lot of work into this, Y/n." Raph notes, "Good job. I'm proud of ya."

A small smile makes its way to your face, "Aww, thanks Raph."

Truth was, you really did like him, and wished this relationship wasn't fake, but you weren't about to tell him that.

A short silence falls over the two of you.

"You look amazing." Raph suddenly says.

You feel your cheeks heat up, "O-Oh, thank you, Raph. You look great too."

"Aww shucks, thank you, Y/n." Raph nervously chuckles, his cheeks tinting a soft red. "My brothers helped prepare the outfit. They said I had to look "perfect.""

You open your mouth to speak, but are cut off by the music suddenly shifting to a song fit for slow dancing.

Raph clears his throat, catching your attention. You can easily note how nervous he suddenly looks.

"Raph? You okay?" You worriedly ask.

"Y-Yeah, well..." Raph gently holds your hand, his gaze locked with yours. "Y-Y/n, would you like to, maybe, dance.... with me?"

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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚ Leonardo Hamato ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

As you walked around greeting guests, you couldn't help but notice a familiar red-eared slider at the food table, greedily filling his plate. You swiftly, and quietly, approach him.

"Make sure to save some for the other guests." You tease, a sly smirk gracing your face.

Leo gasps dramatically, "How dare you assume I'd take aaaallll the food."

You raise an eyebrow.

"Okay, well, you may have made a smart assumption." Leo grins, snatching some more food. "But who would pass up an opportunity to eat like a king?!"

"Well, you're not wrong." Your smirk shifts to a genuine smile. "Thanks for going along with my crazy, last minute, cliché, fake relationship thing."