I was wondering if you could do a Mikey x F! Orchid Mantis Yokai!Reader?Prompt: the reader is blind, but wears these mystic glasses that look like mantises have that help her see. One day, Mikey finds here being insecure with her blindness and takes her out for a swing around NYC, Spider-Man style. This should be an established relationship and tooth-rotting fluff please :3! Thank you

(A/n Mikey has been aged up to 18 years old. Reader is about the same age, or a year younger or older.)

BlazeFireFox

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Ever heard of the story of the mantis and the turtle? Well, the answer is no, join me and indulge.

Yokai are powerful beings and you were no exception. Your race was built to be better than humans in many ways. Some yokai could manipulate elements like water and fire. Some yokai had the ability to mind read, some had super strength and you get the rest. 

You were strong, built to endure and survive. A predator if you will. You were stealthy and patient, like your counterpart of the animal kingdom, the orchid mantis. Because you were an orchid mantis, you also had outstanding beauty. Blessed with a graceful and slender body, sleek arms and legs, and you had flowery long hair that grew magical orchids. On the plus side, you could sense the truths of any being. You loved yourself but one thing always seemed to bring you down every now and then. 

It was sight. You could not see since you were born, your eyes having a cloudy haze over them. Thankfully other senses heightened because of your lack of vision. That is how you got around the Hidden City and eventually, the human world. That is how you stumbled upon the love of your life. Michelangelo. 

The both of you met during one of Mikey's nightly painting sprees. You heard spray cans go off and curiosity got the better of you. Following it you stumbled on a spray can and crashed into Mikey. When the turtle turned, he saw the greatest work of art. You. "Oh my, I-I'm so sorry. Here let me help you," Mikey held a hand out but you didn't respond. "Hey, if you can just grab my hand..."

You whined quietly, "Sorry, I can't really see," you chuckled sadly. You gesture to your eyes and Mikey quickly got the message but helped you up anyways. Seeing as it was night and late, Mikey invited you over to his home. Using your truth-sensing abilities, you understood that Mikey was a hundred percent genuine. The moment you accepted his invitation marked the day your love story began. 

Mikey's sweetness and genuine kindness are what made you fall for him. Your compassion, strength, and powerful mind are what made him fall for you. You began to love Mikey, flaws and all because he loved you, flaws and everything. Ever since you stepped into his life all those years ago, your relationship bloomed from friendship to likeness and finally love. Michelangelo had been in love with you for so long that one fine spring morning, he asked you to be his girlfriend. You happily agreed.

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You were pulled back to the present as you felt a strong pair of arms surround your waist. Mikey assaulted your face with sweet smooches, churning in delight. You were on a rooftop picnic date with Mikey and halfway through you kind of zoned out.

"What's wrong (y/n)?"

You hummed and leaned back into your boyfriend, laying your own hands on his. "Nothing much. Just thinking." you were also admiring the beautiful sunset in front of you. Yes, you could now see. All thanks to a certain genius turtle that decided to gift you a special pair of mystic-infused glasses that let you see. The glasses were modeled to look and fit your mantis eyes. You were blessed with sight and could actually see everything around you. Since then you did a lot of admiring, especially admiring Mikey every time you laid your eyes on him. Mikey laid his chin on your head, "About?"

"The sunset, the pretty colors. And I am also thinking about you," turning your body in his lap, you planted your lips on his and took him into a tender kiss. Michelangelo melted into your embrace, one hand raising to hold your chin and bring you closer to him. The both of you parted for air and you leaned into Mikey's plastron. Mikey caressed your head lovingly and left blooming orchids as his fingers sifted through your (hair type and color). "I love you so much, Mikey."

Your words warmed his heart so much that he brought you in for another kiss and then kissed your forehead. He didn't need to say the words back because you felt the love pouring out of him. 

"I am so thankful that I met you. I am so happy to be able to see you. I just wish I could have seen your face from the first day we met."

Your tone became a little melancholic. Mikey mirrored your frown. "Hey, don't be like that baby. Look where we are now. It's all good (y/n)," Mikey smoothed his fingers over your cheek and you leaned into his touch. "I know. I just sometimes wish I could change the way I was born," you began to rant and he listen to you. "I wish I was born with eyesight. I could have seen all your tiny reactions and blushes whenever I flustered you."

It's true. Mikey was reduced to a blushing mess when he figured out his feeling for you. His brothers and dads always told you his reactions. Consequently, it was what gave Donnie the inspiration to make you those mystic glasses. "Aww geez. Sweet flower, you still keep making me all fuzzy," you giggled as Mikey hid his face in your shoulder. You watched the blush slowly rise to his face. "See, this is what I'm talking about. You look so adorable when you blush. I really wish I could have seen this from the start."

"But then again, if I wasn't blind I may have not even met you. I can't help but think my life would have been different." Mikey heard the weight of sadness and conflict in your words. 

"I would have still loved you anyways (y/n)," he said, squeezing your middle and planting a kiss on your neck in hopes to make you feel better. "Thanks, baby," you kissed his jaw in return. 

The turtle in orange continued, "and I for one would not change the way I met you. It was perfect the way we met. It will remain perfect and always be perfect to me." Mikey kisses you between the sentences, making you blush and lean into his plastron. "You will always be perfect to me."

He kissed your lips once, "With your sight," and then he slipped off your glasses, "Without your sight." and he kissed your lips once more.

"I love you just the same."

Feeling the rush of sincere love from him made you cry tears of joy. Mikey's love is so powerful and beautiful. It complemented your sweet man in every right way. Mikey held you close to him until you cried your last tears. The orchids in your had wilted a tiny bit, they reflected your deflated mood. Mikey noticed the sky painted in gorgeous hues of scarlet, azure, tangerine, and violet. 

Those were your favorite colors because they were the first you ever saw, thanks to his brothers and him. Mikey felt his brain click. He quickly stood up and carried you in his arms. "(y/n), you trust me?"

You were a little startled, "Y-yeah. Of course."

Mikey grinned. "Hold on tight, baby. I'm about to lift your spirits." You heard his nun-chucks extend. "Uhh.... Mikey baby... what are you planning?" you asked nervously.

"Remember that one spider-man scene?" 

You tilted your head in confusion, "Which one?"

Mikey readjusted his hold on you and held you tightly, "The swinging from buildings one,"

Your mouth formed an 'O'. Mikey kissed you passionately, "Hold on tight to me, baby." he whispered into your ear. One step off the roof, Mikey swung his chucks, extending them with his mystic powers, latching them on the rooftop further up, and swung off the rooftop you were at. 

"MIKKEYYYYYY!!!!!!"

Mikey brought you from rooftop to rooftop. At first, you didn't dare open your eyes. After a while of tightly gripping onto Mikey and noticing that he was never going to let you go, you peeked out and saw the amazing view. The sky was lit with the setting sun, coloring the clouds with all your favorite colors, red, blue, purple, and orange. The wind swept through your hair and brought with it a trail of colorful, glittering orchids that rained down to the streets below. Your heart was soaring and beating wildly as your eyes took in the enchanting view. 

Mikey finally landed on a rooftop and gave you the best view of the town. Sighing, you leaped from his arms and did a twirl, creating a cascading waterfall of flowers to flow around you. Mikey joined you and began to twirl with you, drawing laughter from your sweet lips. The orchids of your hair are now vibrant and in full bloom. Mikey knew he did well by you. 

You laughed with him and wrapped Mikey in a hug. Figuratively and literally, you always see the love Mikey has for you, and you vowed never to change the way you met even if you could.

That, my dears, is the great love story of the mantis and the turtle.

The End.

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I hope you enjoy this!!!! Until the next fic!! <3 love you all