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lazypanartist · 2 years

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A small bonus for the Raphael x Ex Foot Reader for you because I just thought it was cute. uwu. Just a cute special extra bc ur cool.

-📝 Nonnie

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"Woah..."

You closed the window of your fire escape Raphael had slipped in through, drawing the curtains as the terrapin looked around. He couldn't help his awe. There were small paper creatures all over every shelf and cabinets. Creations of different patterns and colours and shapes and styles. Animals seemed to be the most common thing you made, but that didn't mean that was all you made.

Some were shapes, cubes and pyramids and rings. Others appeared to be plants and structures, lotus flowers and boxes and boats and ships and roses and lilies.

The bouquet of paper tulips that he made you were ceterpieced on your cheap white plastic coffee table, a vibrant pop of colour that drew his eyes and made paper butterflies flit around in his chest and stomach.

Paper decorum hung from your ceiling, attached with sticky tack and twine and tape. You had made lanterns and stars that were covering the multicolored LEDS that lit up the rooms. He even saw "pinned" spiders and insects you had crafted tucked neatly behind glass frames, the designs of the paper making him at first think they were real.

Shapes and colours littered your home and life, battling the stark, cold white and sterile feeling of your apartment. A folded and creased garden of Eden, alive with facsimile fauna made by their creator. A papercraft castle filled with delicate subjects their ruler made by hand. A hand crafted heaven with a mosaic of angular angels that were tesselated by you, their god.

However, there was something that bothered him, that itched at the back of his brain the more he looked around. The place was lined with false life, but not a singular sign of real life warmed the walls or shelves.

"No pictures?"

You blinked, looking over your shoulder back at him as he realized what he said. "Ah! Sorry, I shouldn't uh, comment on your home design-"

You answered with a shrug. "I mean you're right. I don't have any. I bet it's...weird, huh?"

"No!! I mean- it's just a bit...unusual."

You deflated some as you sat on your beat up, off-white love seat, your reptilian friend joining you.

"Sorry. I know the place is weird. I don't...have people over...often.."

Raphael frowned at that, confusion palpable. "I mean...We really only ever have April over, and we still have family and friend photos put up...?"

You pointedly didn't say anything.

Something clicked for the red-wearing ninja. You had neither.

"Ah."

"Yeah. You're the uh. First person I've ever had over, save for the maintenance lady and the landlord. They don't... stick around..."

He wanted to ask more. He wanted to push and be nosy, curious as to why you had no one close enough to you for pictures, for memories, but he wasn't sure you'd appreciate that.

He couldn't help his mind, though, thinking of you and whatever folded creature you animated for the night being the only things that touched the floorboards. You watching TV in a stark, cold room, surrounded by your own creations staring at you lifelessly. You going to bed, no one wishing you a nice sleep nor anyone for you to do the same.

Your victories and joys going uncelebrated. Your losses and lows never being comforted. Your tears being shed in the loneliness. Nightmares and fears doing nothing but festering and compounding.

The stifling, crushing loneliness that crushed you during your worst nights.

No wonder you joined the Foot ninjas. Desperation for contact and comfort and companionship would drive anyone to do anything.

The more he thought, the less this felt like a home. It was a place to be, sure.

But this house was not a home.

Your apartment was treated more like that of a shiny, clean hotel room. You could sleep, and eat, and exist there. But there was never the comfort. It was never yours to stay. Like wasn't yours to warm.

...But it was.

Unthinkingly, Raphael found himself pulling his phone out. The camera app was opened, and he scooted closer.

He wanted to make this your home. Your haven.

"Would you like to take one wit' me? I can get Don to print em..."

Despite the clinical coldness of your place, your eyes filled with warmth that made him think of a desert sun. It thawed the chill in his shell and bones, and he felt his heartbeat quicken to a thrumming drum beat.

"...I'd love that, a lot."

Aww!! Raph is so sweet ❤️ Wants to help you make your house a home.. I love him ^-^ and I love you're writing nonnie thank you

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