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makes sense

As usual, this is just a meme for laughs. Don't take it seriously. Feel free to make your own. There are no right/wrong answers.

But this chart clearly explains my confusion when people draw the 2012 turtles looking at the Rise turtles like "Oh, these poor children."

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reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point

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Wow, i wish i could write like this!

Random Turtle Thought on My Mind Today

Basically NSFW (18+ only)

He can't help it.

The flutter of shallow breath that dances within his lungs. His heart strumming so hard beneath his plated chest, he half wonders if you can hear it. If you can feel its force under your touch, as you press your palm against his natural armor to steady yourself. Droplets of water collecting where your hand rests on him as you lean even nearer, rinsing the shampoo from your hair. The confines of your small shower pushing your bodies so close together, you're not far off from being flush against him.

And his legs tremble at the mental image of you there with him. Of how sensual you must look right now.

His eyes are shut. Just as he promised you he'd keep them. But he doesn't need them open. He already knows what he would see.

Your bare form. Water dripping from your curves like rain. Head tilted back. Lips parted. Wet hair draped like silk down your back. Throat open and exposed. More water coursing over the smoothness of your flesh; tauntingly tracing the expanse of your figure the way his fingertips longed to. Of your breasts, hanging free. Pert nipples only a hair's breadth away from licking the keratin adorning his front.

He can't help it.

It's too close to his season. And he's been enamored with you for months now.

Your weight shifts as you lean away, hand slipping down his plastron while you straighten; eliciting a full body shiver he hopes you don't notice.

Instinctually, he follows. He has to be close to you. Keep you close to him. So very close. He feels he might go insane if you drift any farther from him.

He can smell where he's scented you. Just under your jaw, where he had nuzzled into neck. The most primal part of his mind likes that you smell like him. Wants to paint more of your body with more of his scent. To mark you. Claim you. With maybe more than pheromones.

The giggle you let slip free causes an eruption of butterflies in his gut. He can feel your lips, upturned in a grin. You're happy. Welcoming. Accepting. Curious even, maybe, to see how far he'll go.

It breaks his resolve not to touch you.

One hand, trembling with some far-off voice in the back of his mind telling him not to, cups against the swell of your backside. Calloused fingers kneading the plump flesh, earning him a breathy gasp from your throat. It spurs him on. Pressing forward, his tongue finds your pulse; water now pouring over his head and into his mouth as he seeks to kiss you.

He didn't want your first time together to happen because of season.

But he can't help it.

Flared nostrils catch the unmistakable hint of excitement from you. You're stretching back, granting him access wherever he wants to venture. Pushing into him, making clear you like what he's doing. Soft hands, so much smaller than his, holding tight to his arms. Keeping yourself close to him. So very close.

Like maybe something will break inside you if he doesn't keep going with what he's starting.

Mouths working against one another's, his hips shutter as his waist, practically of its own will, wants to find your body. To know where you are. How to align himself with you. So he can join himself to you. Just the way nature and desire tell him he needs to.

One arm comes to brace his weight against the wall, the other goes wandering. Hand pressing hard into your skin as the need to touch you drowns out any other thought in his mind.

With a nudge of his nose, his tongue presses past the seal of your lips. You moan into his mouth. His hips buck sharply in response. Curling his pelvis and squatting down lower lines his body up to where he needs to be.

Now sounding breathless he confesses he's swollen and aching for you. Asks for your permission to drop. To stroke himself between your legs. To make you his in every way he could right now - caught between the water diluting your silken core, his mass against the constraints of the tight space and the way he was growing desperate listening to your pleading whimpers for more.

"Please," you whisper in the gasp of a breath.

And that's all he needs.

You rise to your tiptoes to better squeeze his leaking member between your thighs. Grind back into him as it drags back and forth against your petals. You want this to happen. Want him. To give yourself to him. To share something so intimate, there'd be no going back.

This isn't how he wanted this to happen. But it's feeling better than he thought it would.

Your fingers are gripping into his scaley muscles as best they can. Pulling him close. Keeping him against you.

He's inhaling each and every wonton sound slipping free between your plush pout meeting his.

There's no fighting it anymore.

It's too close to season.

And he can't help himself now.

He's too far gone now.

Lost to his love for you.

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Yup, so true XD

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Ch 23. Christmas at Usagi's, part 6 - Sailing

TW: doubts, overthinking tags: @leosgirl82 @thelaundrybitch @roxosupreme @catweasle

After months of not being able to write, here is finally another chapter. I'd love to read what you think.

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“There's a storm coming”, Ishtar whispered.

Mickey turned his head, ”are you sure, baby?”

“Yes Michealangelo, I am...”

They all looked at Leo, waiting for instructions, but nothing came.

He was lost in thought, thinking of all kind of scenario's and possibilities. And for the first time he couldn't come up with a plan. Angry he tried and tried, but nothing seems to be the right option.

Ishtar looked at the sky again, seeing first signs of storm. Big clouds in the distance and the wind had died. “The calm before the storm”, she whispered.

She looked back at Leo, hoping for any plan, but still nothing. 'We got no more time. Maybe I should do this... Deep breath...' “Leo.. “ she started, still unsure if she should do this. From a daze he looked at her. “Time is of the essence here, Leo. Please allow me to take the lead.”

Leo nodded after a few seconds knowing in his heart Ishtar was the better turtle for this job, this time.

Ishtar turned to Usagi and Mickey. “I need you two and Leo to stay here, to calm down the parents and make shelter and food. It's going to be a rough night and depending on where they are, it might take the whole night.”

She raised her voice a little, “Raph and Donnie, I want you to come with me in one boat. We're gonna find these children!” “Mama Rabbit, how old are your children and how much experience do they have with sailing?”

“They're all thirteen with no experience. But they had our permission. Oh please, please find them and bring them back safely!”

“We'll do our best, ma'am. Donnie, we need medical supplies, go fetch them. Raph, we also need food, clean water and blankets.”

“On it, babe', he winked.

Ishtar than sat on the ground, heavily breathing. 'In through the nose, out through the mouth. In and out.' Thoughts and doubts flooded her mind. 'What if we can't find them and come back empty-handed? Am I competent enough? How bad will the storm get?'

“You're doing great”, said Leo sitting next to her. In her moment of doubts she hadn't heard him approaching. “Don't overthink, the first thought is the best. Trust your instinct, it's the strongest of all of us. On the water you can rely on Donnie and Raph. Use their strengths to your advantage. Once you sail away, your nerves will disappear, trust me on that”, Leo said encouraging.

Ishtar smiled gratefully and rested her head against his upper arm, cherishing a moment of peace.

“And remember, safety first! I want to see you three back safely!”

“All the supplies are on board, captain”, called Donnie.

“Good! Raph, reduce the sails please!”

“Aye aye, cap!”

Turning around, Ishtar scanned Leo. He seemed a little lost, not sure what he needed to do next. So she beckoned him. “My turn to comfort you”, she said while tucking him in for a hug. “Remember, you aren't just our leader. You have special skills as well. You can organize, you see the big picture and you can delegate team members.” “I do. But I've never been in this kind of scenario, I feel a bit lost and I hate the feeling...”

“That's understandable Leo, but you've got this. And look, all the natives here are at ease with Usagi and they don't mind Mickey goofing around to cheer them up. Use that during the coming hours. You know the drill; get the shelter ready, make places to sleep, prepare food and tea.” “Do you really think it may take all night the find these children?”

“I seriously don't know, Leo. For safety reasons it's most likely we have to stay on the boat this night when the storm hits. I can't pinpoint yet where these fluff balls are. Or in what kind of circumstances we will find them...”

Ishtar turned away, suddenly calling to Raph, “do we have an anchor with us?” “Yes cap! Although the rope isn't that long..” “That's alright Raph, we'll make do. We have to go now! Donnie, get on board! Leo, could you please push our boat off?”

Ishtar bowed to Usagi and quickly hugged Mickey and Leo. On the shore they waved them a good voyage. Then Leo started handing out orders, although Mickey already knew what to do. “It's just a short briefing, Mickey” Leo said. 'And it calms me down.'

Beds were made in a nearby barn, also soup and tea. Occasionally one of the parents needed some reassuring or calming down. But nothing major yet. During the night when the storm did hit, they closed the doors of the barn. It was solidly built and safe. All the while Leo sat next to the door, guarding and listening if half his team was returning already. Not used to not being with them, he wondered how it would go. Would Raphael accept all orders she gave them, without an argue. And could Ishtar handle it when Raphael or Donatello suggested a different plan?

“Hee worry ward”, Mickey said while placing a comforting hand on Leo's shoulder. “Ishtar chose Muscles and Brains and this is the ultimate opportunity to test her leadership skills. And besides, she feels at home around the water. Sure it will be tough, but she's got different senses and abilities we don't. I trust her. You do too, right?”

“Yes, I do trust her, of course I do! I'm just worried. I want them back unharmed and in one piece.”

“So do I. But to help them from here is to have faith... And also, now we do know how she feels every time we go out on patrol.”

“How do you plan to find the bunnies?” Raph asked Ishtar.

“We need to keep our eyes open, look in all directions and ask our intuition which way we need to go.”

“You make it sounds so simple. I'm not used to use my intuition as a compass.”

“No time like the present”, smiled Ishtar. “You may not be aware of it yet, Raph, but you've got plenty of gut feelings.”

“So Ishtar, explain it please to us”, asked Donatello.

“I visualize the boat and with that picture in my mind I scan around. Where my attention is drawn to, that's where we need to go and find them eventually.”

“Have you considered the wind direction, wind speed and currents as well?”

“No, because those things are technical. I can only use my intuition to determine a general direction, but I have no idea of a distance. We still need to sail there, taking into account all the physical conditions. Please steer that way”, she asked Donnie while pointing north east. “I'll check in a few minutes again. If their positions keeps changing, than we know they are moving. But then we still don't know whether they walk, sail or float...” she shuddered at the unpleasant possibility.

With a very present wind that kept increasing it's strength it didn't take long before the team had to shout at each other to make themselves heard. Never before had Raphael heard the wind howling this loudly, not even when jumping out the plane over Brazil. In addition to the howling wind, there was also the rain that felt like needles on their skin. And to avoid jinxing it, Raph didn't think about the possible consequences of thunder in this storm.

A few hours later they found the kids. Their boat lay upside down in the water and had a big hole in it. They held on for dear life, struggling with the elements.

Donnie determined there would probably be rocks around the damaged boat, so they kept their distance to keep their own boat safe. The downside of this was that Raphael now had to swim to the children, each time taking one with him. Donnie and Ishtar made a makeshift tent over the cockpit of the boat to keep them from the elements.

Unknown to what the winds will do in this storm, Ishtar let the boat drift away a little. Then she dropped the anchor and lowered and folded the sails and quickly crawled back into the tent. Soaking wet and not a minute too soon, because now the storm was right on top on them. The boat bucked heavily on the waves, rain and wind deafening all around. Raphael wrapped Ishtar in a large towel to dry her, while Donnie was still drying the half-drowned rabbits. Donnie worried about the rabbits because even though they were teenagers, they never complained about the treatment. After a quick checkup Donnie determined they were only tired and cold.

When everyone were reasonably dry they huddled together to conserve their body heat. The bucking boat made Ishtar nauseous. And the wait for safety seems to take an eternity.. Even so, Ishtar slowly fell asleep.

Around 5 am Team Rescue enters the barn. Everyone is safe, bunnies running to the safe arms of their parents. Leonardo catches Donnie, Raph and Ishtar at the door, all spinning on their legs from the effort made, mentally and physically. Mickey hugs his family one by one and then pushes them toward the haystack.

Ishtar really had no idea this mission would take so much effort and was happy she could finally sleep in safety. Also happy to give command back to Leonardo. Exhausted she fell down on her pillow, drifting already to sleep. She barely notice Donnie and Raph crashing down next to her. They wrap their bodies protectively around her and fall asleep as well.

“Hey Ishtar”, Raph whispers. Outside it's still dark and quiet. Or perhaps it's dark again. Raph looked around and found them being alone in the barn. “You being leader for once was so fucking hot!” “Oh?” Ishtar asked sleepy. “How hot?”

“We'll show you...” Donnie whispers as he licks her neck...

The next day these three eat hungry at the breakfast table and Ishtar has a second bitemark, now one on her left shoulder...

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@truffle-draws-turtles’s sona and donnie<3 for a sketch trade we did :D

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Deadpool’s instructive video may save your testicles

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figured i'd post this amazing gif commission of Raven & Astarion from @froschkuss from a while back. (2021) i'm still completely memorized by it. ♡

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Tiny Babies 🧡❤️💙💜 I was working on these last month and at first it was just baby turtles, but then I added their masks and the cuteness level ramped up to 100.

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When I see Rapg fight with his brothers like this, I wonder... Is Raph an empath? Because... he fights exactly with the energy of said brother... What are your thoughts on this?

Just some 03 shenanigans.

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TMNT 2016 “become a turtle”

In another post I drew the turtle as a human in my version,and now I was thinking how am I as a turtle but not a turtle on earth but a sea turtle because they are so beautiful creatures I very like it in many……are still so beautiful and I choose this one how can I resist to this little one

(I try to say this thing when I post my drawing but sometimes I forget it to put on my post?!)

Art by me @sivy-chan-blog

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Love it already and really would like to read it. Could you tag me when it's ready?

About to start writing biker mice from fanfic, primarily because I don't like most of what's already out there.

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Just wondering who would play 7days to die, or Valheim..

TMNT Headcanons- Games

Just a short bunch of headcanons about what kind of games each turtle would like! These aren't based on any particular version, but I took ideas from Bayverse as well as ROTTMNT

Raphael

Mainly enjoys fighting video games, like Street Fighter and Mortal Combat

Also pretty good at sports games- most often plays WWE/Football/Soccer games

You cannot tell me that he didn't play Stray for hours

Super good at racing games, second only to Mikey

For some reason I feel like he'd be invested in the Fallout games

Leonardo

Finds himself drawn to story-driven games, like The Last of Us, Oxenfree and Life Is Strange

He has played through Ghost Of Tsushima at least two times

Can play Solitaire for hours

Holds his own fairly well against Donnie in chess- the two of them can play for hours if left undisturbed

His guilty pleasure is the Sims

Michelangelo

Definitely a fan of music games, always calls dibs on drums in Guitar Hero

Totally is player two whenever Raph plays fighting games

Also plays sports games, but his specialty is mainly Basketball and Baseball

During his downtime, he likes more "kid games"- think Minecraft, Sonic, Lego, Kirby

The reigning champ at racing games

Donatello

A fan of video games requiring strategy, such as Pokémon and Civilization

100% also a card-game nerd. He's got way too many Magic The Gathering cards scattered around

Speeds through Sudoku and crossword puzzles faster than light

Really invested in games with a large, overarching storyline he can map out, such as Assassin's Creed and Legend of Zelda

You cannot tell me he hasn't played at least one Sherlock Holmes game

Helps Mikey with building redstone in Minecraft

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The ending is hilarious. What I like about your story is the reader gets to look inside the head of both raph and the reader. To understand the details why certain actions are done or don't. This is something I still haven't mastered, so your story is a great example for me.

🐢TMNT Story; Bathroom Scrub Down.

It's been ages since I have written something that wasn't a request or for Shells, Tails and Freelancers. But, I want to get back into the swing of it as I start to get a handle on my current work scheduel/life.

I will confess, I'm not 100% sure about this story but my writing on Tumblr is about pushing myself and challenging myself!!

I present to you all...

Raph x Female Reader.

NSFW! 18+

I haven't written Smut in such a long time X_X Thank you @thelaundrybitch for all your help!!

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It wasn't like he was jealous. 

Absolutely not.

Jealousy was such a juvenile thing to be feeling, especially when there was no reason he should be feeling like that.

Raph grunted slightly as he put the hand weight down and reached for the next size up. Twenty arm curls with that and he'd move to the next size up again.

That was fine but what actually had his attention was the fact you were sitting on the sofa with Mikey and Donnie, playing some little board game you had brought down with you. Leo had been playing until recently but he seemed to have been losing so he had bowed out with a chuckle and offered to pick up dinner instead.

Everyone had been busy with their own thing when you had gotten there but when they had seen the happy smile on your face, it had convinced them to stop and join in. 

There had been a few issues getting Donnie unstuck from his Lab but when Raph had glanced up, it had been to see you hugging Donnie's arm to your chest as you dragged him out. His brother had been giggling and stumbling slightly to make sure he didn't hurt you but it had worked. Raph had turned away before you had looked over at him, turning his back on the room as he started to set up a new set of bars for arm curls.

No one had come over to ask him to join in.

Now the game looked like it was coming to an end and his brothers were all laughing, even Leo as he returned with a stack of pizza boxes in one hand.

"Hey Raph, you hungry bro?" Mikey called as he got up off the sofa to grab a pizza box.

"Pass," he grunted as he finished the last rep and dropped the heavy weight down with a ‘thud’ that could be felt through the floor.

Without waiting for another word, Raph got to his feet and walked past everyone to go to the bathing room. He kept his eyes on the floor as he moved, rolling his shoulders to try and loosen the muscles again.

Closing the door behind himself, Raph let out a sigh and slumped in on himself as he moved towards the huge tub the brothers used. It was big enough that, if needed, it could fit two of them at once but that was only ever if someone was injured enough to need help bathing.

As the tub filled up, Raph started to unbuckle and unwrap everything he was wearing until he was naked.

Why was he so bent out of shape? He wondered as he grabbed the long handled, hard bristled brush he liked to use on his shell. Grabbing a few other bits, he dropped them onto the small table beside the bath for that purpose.

It wasn't like he was your boyfriend or anything. He wasn't sure he felt that way about anyone because he never had before, he had no idea what it was supposed to feel like when you loved someone. It was all new and he wasn't sure he liked it.

Turning off the taps, Raph climbed into the tub and let out a sigh as the hot water covered him over like a thick blanket. Leaning back and closing his eyes, he tried to relax as the heat soaked into his muscles and shell. Bliss.

Working out when he was angry was a great way to make himself feel better, usually, by burning off his frustration. The only downside was that it left him more sore than usual, although it was easier to deal with these days since Donnie had made a special muscle rub for him to use.

'Stop avoiding the subject.'

The thought seemed almost alien and sounded suspiciously like Leo. He knew no one was in the bathroom with him and a quick peek around confirmed it.

Great. He was going nuts and he still had no idea what had put him in a bad mood.

Then the image of you pulling Donnie out of his lab flashed through his mind, making him frown. You'd looked so happy as you had both giggled over it.

So what? He thought with a shift in the water. You were happy being around his brother. It made sense. Donnie was smart and you both got on really well, he understood your jokes and was a great guy all around.

So why did it make his chest feel like he'd just been punched?

Letting out a huff of frustration, Raph tried to focus on the moment again. Normally he had no trouble with that, it was what caused half his fights with Leo since the guy wanted to plan everything in life down to the last detail.

Grabbing the smaller scrubbing brush and one of his bottles of body wash, Raph stood up and set to work on cleaning himself.

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You had no clue what to do next.

All you wanted was for him to look at you, properly look at you.

To be honest, you were now starting to wonder if the red masked idiot even liked you as a friend. Sure, you would both hang out but recently he only seemed to make an appearance if his brothers were around as well.

That was why you had thought to bring the board game down for everyone to play. It hadn't really involved much in the way of strategy because it was just about rolling a dice. But you knew from past experience that the brothers had often missed out on the most mundane aspects of growing up, this included silly children’s board games.

When you had dragged Donnie out of his lab, you had turned to go and get Raph but he was already turning around so all you could see was his shell. You’d still taken a step towards him but Mikey had dropped a hand on your shoulder and wordlessly shook his head, blue eyes looking concerned.

All the brothers knew of your interest in the red masked turtle. You were so obvious in your affection that you hadn’t been that surprised when Mikey and Donnie had asked you about it one day. While Leo had opted to keep out of it, the other two seemed to be making it a mission to try and get the pair of you together.

Now, as you watched the bathing room door slip closed you let out a sigh and sunk onto the sofa, head in your hands.

“Maybe I should just give up?” You muttered quietly, waving away the slice of pizza that Mikey offered you. “I’m sure there’s time for me to apply for that job on the Queen Mary Cruise ship.”

“None of that,” reassured Mikey with a friendly smirk. An idea seemed to occur to him then and he elbowed you, winking playfully. “Why not give it a few minutes then go in and talk to him?”

“When he’s in the bath?!” You shouted before covering your mouth with both hands. In an almost whisper, you hissed at the round faced turtle. “I am not going into the bathroom when he’s in there! I’m already not sure if he likes me as a friend. How is barging in there going to convince him to hang out with me?”

Donnie seemed to have something on his mind and when he asked Mikey to go get him a drink, he took the opportunity to voice his opinion on the matter.

“I know Raph better than most here and I could probably give you a few pointers but…” He trailed off and looked thoughtful again.

“But?”

“I don’t want to risk you thinking he’s weird or anything.”

“I’m in love with a mutant turtle man,” you replied in a flat voice with a deadpan expression. “I regularly hang out in the sewers with you guys and I would commit a high level felony to keep you safe. What about that sounds ‘normal’, Dee?”

“You may have a point,” he shrugged then shot you a wicked smirk as he picked up a slice of pizza. “Fine. My tip to you? Raph likes it when other people tell him what to do.”

“What?”

“Not like us, I mean… People he is interested in.”

“Okay?”

“Go and offer to scrub his shell. He always does it last because it's difficult to do on your own. Actually, don’t offer. Just tell him you're going to do it.”

Again, that wicked smirk played across his face, but Donnie masked it well behind his pizza as Mikey came bouncing back into the room with two cans of soda. They started bickering as the tech-turtle complained that Mikey had shaken up the drinks, getting so wound up that Leo ended up getting involved.

Which was enough of a distraction that you were able to slip away, a thoughtful look on your face.

Slipping up to the doors of the bathing room, you were glad that the brothers had installed sliding wooden doors where they could because it would be quieter as you pulled them open. Looking back over your shoulder, you took a deep breath and took the plunge. If Donnie was wrong about this, he’d be paying for it for the next month.

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The sound of the door closing made Raph look up from where he’d been standing up still and scrubbing the plates of his plastron. Since no one spoke up, he half turned to look over his shoulder and nearly fell over in the bathtub.

“Y/N!” Raph managed in a panicked voice as he hunched forwards and tried to cover himself with both hands -it was a two handed job after all. Which resulted only in him dropping the brush he’d been using before he plunged down into the water himself.

Curling up on himself and feeling his face heating up with a blush, Raph kept his back to the door as he hoped you would just leave.

“Would you like some help scrubbing your shell?” The words sounded innocent enough and the voice sounded closer than the door.

Peering over his shoulder, Raph tried to swallow around a suddenly dry mouth. You were sauntering closer, hips rolling with confidence and a smirk on your full lips. It was so sexy that he felt his mouth dropping open before he realised and tried to snap it closed as he looked away.

“I-I haven’t done that yet.” He admitted, not sure what he was doing as he sat on his butt, legs curled up tightly against his chest. He was so low down in the water that it was lapping at his chin.

“I know.”

Oh gods, why did you have to sound so confident? Raph almost whined as he looked over at you again. Were you always this aggressive? Had he just not noticed it? Weren’t you supposed to be interested in Donnie, not him?

“I am going to help you,” you said, with such assertion in your tone that Raph was finding a new reason not to unfold. He had been thinking of making you pass him a small towel so he could keep something of his dignity but now it would be like hanging a flag on a pole.

Keeping his glowing face turned away, Raph heard you picking up the long handled brush he preferred. It had the hardest bristles and he loved the way it felt as it got into the scutes and cracks in his shell.

Trying to keep his breathing under control, Raph wondered when you were going to start when he felt a cool hand on his shoulder and he jumped, looking up at you.

“Is there a certain type of soap or wash you would like me to use?” 

Your words came out almost as a purr and Raph could feel his heart speeding up in response. Powerful women had always been a thing for him, and what could be more powerful than catching someone in the bath, when they were at their most vulnerable?

“Y-yeah. Th-the one with the r-red lid.”

Why was he stuttering?! One hand came up to rub at his face as he turned away from you, in a crisis as to what he was supposed to do just then. His mind was starting to go around and around in circles; did this mean you liked him? Were you just being nice? Why had you even come in here right now? What was he supposed to think? Had you done this for any of the others?

All thoughts stopped as the brush connected.

You had lathered the brush up nicely and worked methodically but it felt amazing. In a matter of minutes he was shifting to brace himself on his arms, his legs becoming like jelly as you scrubbed hard. What was more embarrassing was that he could feel himself starting to churr quietly as you carried on, but just then, he Did. Not. Care.

The hard brush was rinsed in the bath and came in for round two, chasing the soap off his shell and making sure it was properly clean. Raph didn’t care, his eyes had slipped shut and he was in heaven.

Until cool wet fingers slipped under his chin and his eyes flew open in time to see you pressing a kiss to his cheek. There were few splashes of water on your clothes and you were perspiring a bit from how humid and damp the air was but you might as well have been a vision from the Gods.

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Raph watched you with his mouth open slightly and green eyes wide, but there was something going behind those eyes. Emotions flickered and shifted in those gold flecked, green depths that you were reluctant to move away and miss anything.

“You okay there, Red?” You asked quietly, smirking playfully.

He looked so vulnerable like that, sitting with his legs splayed on either side of him, still leaning forwards on his arms and only just managing to cover his modesty thanks to the soapy water. You hadn’t meant to kiss him but it had been too good of an opportunity to miss, with him sitting there like that.

“Sorry about the kiss, I couldn’t help myself,” you said while shifting your hand to cup his cheek. “You just look so delicious like this.”

He still didn’t say anything, he just sat there blushing.

With a pang of pain, you realised that this was probably the wrong thing to do.

Giving him a sad smile you started to pull back, “I’ll leave you in peace again.”

Your fingers had only just left the soft skin of his cheek when a large hand gripped your arm and pulled you forwards. You managed to gasp in surprise before large, soft lips were being pressed to your own and you were melting into them. With your free hand, you were able to loop your arm around the back of his neck while Raph’s other hand came up to cup the back of your head.

The kiss was long and deep, passionate and everything you had been aching for, for too long. As you both started to pull back, your eyes fluttered open and you smiled playfully at him.

“Finally,” you purred while there was still a flash of uncertainty in his gaze. “I’ve been trying to get your attention for a while now.”

“Me?” Raph managed, his voice rough with suppressed lust.

“Yes, you big brute,” you giggled, unable to help yourself as you pulled him a little bit closer and rested your foreheads together. “I’m crazy about you. I was starting to worry you were just putting up with me.”

“I don’t… I’ve never felt…”

You silenced him with another long and slow kiss, pulling back and feeling him following you as you did.

“You don’t have to love me straight away, Raph,” you said gently. “I just want you to give me a chance.”

“I’m willing,” he said earnestly, looking at you like he’d never seen you before but was enjoying what he was seeing. “I do have a few questions?”

“Really?” You asked with a playful frown.

“Well yeah,” he admitted with a one shoulder shrug as his hand holding your arm let go and started to stroke up towards your body. “For a start, I thought you had a thing for Donnie.”

“Pfft, nah. We are friends but he reminds me too much of my own little brother for there to be anything there.”

“Okay, next question.”

“Yes?”

Raph tugged you closer to him again, that near feral smirk in place as he started to rise up on his knees. “How do you feel about me pinning you to the nearest wall and making you scream my name?”

You can’t help gasping in shocked surprise as your face floods with colour, “R-Raph! We are in the bathroom! Everyone will hear us!”

“I don’t give a shit cuz you started it,” he rumbled as he carried on getting to his feet, like a leviathan rising from the deep, easily shifting his grip and pulling you upwards with him. “I’ve wanted you for ages but I never wanted to ruin anything for my brothers. I thought for sure you’d pick one of them.”

You wanted to defend yourself, to dismiss his words and tell him that you only had eyes for him but it was then that his lips found your neck. He had one arm curled around your back and the other hand had skimmed downwards to grip your thigh and hold you up. As you started to pant and desire flooded your mind, you realised he had taken the three steps it took to get you to the nearest wall because he almost slammed you into it with his urgency.

Not wanting to hang there and suffer alone, you shifted your legs so you could wrap them around his waist, giving yourself some leverage. With that you start to cover everything you could reach in your own kisses and nips, feeling the rumbling in his chest in response. 

You pushed against his shoulder for a moment and Raph pulled back to look at you in hurt surprise, but it lasted only a blink before he watched in fascinated amazement as you pulled your top and bra off in one movement. It hurt a little doing it like that, but it had only been a lazy sports bra. With your breasts free, Raph is drawn to them like a flower to the dawn and one hand is already cupping one while his lips move to the other.

Pleasure burned through you. Sinking lower and lower, as it started to set your whole body alight, you couldn’t help rolling your hips into him and moaning into his ear. His tongue swirled around the nub of your nipple and his fingers expertly pinched and rolled the other, seeming to be in personal competition with himself about which technique would work best.

Soon you were a moaning mess and you knew you were going to need a change of underwear. Your panties were wet with desire and you could feel how hard he was through your leggings.

“R-Raph, please,” you whimpered into his ear as he swapped his ministrations for the second time. “Please please… can you…”

Lifting his head up and seeming to understand at last, Raph smirked at you and looked down at what you were still wearing. You had ditched your shoes when you got to the lair, preferring a pair of scruffy old slippers but you had left those at the door of the bathing room. Now it was just your black cotton leggings and panties and you could see the thoughts going through his mind.

You began to protest at the same time as he stepped back from you and gripped the waistband of your leggings in one hand. The cotton fabric ripped apart like wet paper, and you were grateful that they were only a cheap pair anyway. The material was clinging to your lower legs but there was nothing left around your hips and arse, because he’d managed to rip your underwear apart as well.

As frustrating as that was, it was barely an after thought as Raph stepped back against you. Now, with nothing in the way, you could feel the beat of his desire. You couldn’t see his cock from the angle you were at as you kissed passionately again but you could feel it rubbing at your core, coating it in your juices while moaning into his mouth.

Pulling away from his lips, you tried to beg for him to enter you but he was one step ahead of you. Shifting to hold you in one arm and against the wall, he gripped his hard shaft and lined it up to your entrance. He paused long enough to tease you with the head of cock, rolling it against your entrance and sending ripples of pleasure rocking through you.

With your mind lost to desire you tried to shift and slip him inside of you but he paused again, purring in your ear, “this might hurt a bit darling.”

You were whimpering and begging, hanging onto his neck for all your worth as he started to enter you. There was a faint discomfort at first, but since he was kissing you again, you were too lost in the pleasure to really notice until he had filled you to the hilt. Raph had enough of a mind left to keep you distracted as your body adjusted, rolling his hips occasionally and rumbling low in his chest every time you responded.

“Please, pl-please,” you beg, trying to move without him but failing as he kept you pinned in place. “R-Raph I need, I need more!”

“Ready Princess?” He rumbled and it was all the warning you got as he slowly pulled out of you, before pushing himself back in just as slowly. 

Raph shuddered at the sensations rolling through him, doing his best to keep the pace slow and steady. Without breaking pace he adjusted his grip so he was holding your hips while keeping your back against the wall, his own hips moving with piston endurance as he picked up his speed. All you could do was hold onto his shoulders, a constantly litany of praises falling from your lips until you felt that familiar tightening in your abdomen.

Your thighs started to tighten around his waist and you curled away from the wall, trying to meet him thrust for thrust as you whimpered and moaned.

“I’m-I’m-I-I’m c-close!”

It was all the warning Raph managed to understand before your moaning changed pitch and your body froze up, locking him in place but allowing him to keep thrusting deep into you.

Knowing that he had pushed you so far over the edge, that he had left you a panting, whimpering mess, along with how tight you suddenly felt around him, was all it took for him to crest. Riding his high out and thrusting into you but with no rhythm left, Raph didn’t realise he was churning with pleasure until you pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

Opening his eyes and smiling warmly at you, he took in how good you looked while bathing in the afterglow of your pleasure. Your eyes are so full of love that he wondered how he’d ever missed it to begin with, and it left no doubts in his heart now.

Still joined, he huffed out a laugh and looked over his shoulder before looking back at you.

“So, could I interest you in a bath?”

You couldn’t stop the bright peal of laughter that burst out of you and you kissed him deeply before agreeing that yes, a bath for both of you would be a great idea.

🐢🐢🐢🐢

“Donatello?”

“Yes Sensei?”

“You are able to buy things online, are you not, my son?”

“Of course! What would you like?”

“Two sets of noise cancelling headphones please.”

“I have four on order already, Dad.”

“You're a good son.”

“Thanks Sensei.”

🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢🐢

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[chicchanmooshy]

TMNT All 4-1, May

I finally had some ideas to write about, and made it fit with this month challenge.

Enjoy, but read at your own risk!

TW: 18+, explicite, contains bodily fluids

tags: @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 @tmnt-tychou

They had been watching tv, some show about the most dirtiest jobs in the world. While many professions disgusted her with their work, she also wanted to know if her men had to do something like that.

“Have you guys ever done any gross stuff?”

“Do you ask because we live in a sewer?” asked Raphael.

“Er.. no, that’s got nothing to do with my question. I was just wondering after that tv show. And.. all boys do nasty stuff somewhere in their life.. so I thought.. what kind of stuff did you do?”

The boys looked at each other, all having memories flashing on their eyes. “Wow, where to begin, babe. Do you want the ugly, bad or really nasty stuff?”

“The ones you’re comfortable telling me.”

“Ooh, I know something I did once, both funny and nasty”, said Mickey.

“I’m sure I can handle it, Mickey. Let me hear it!”

“Er.. careful Mickey”, warned Leo. “Don’t scare her off..”

“Don’t worry Leo, our girl can take this, I’m sure of it. And I know for a fact that you haven’t explored her dark sense of humor yet.”

Ishtar giggled.

“Sorry Sensei.. anyway… too boring…”

From the other end of the lair they could hear Master Splinter call, “Michaelangelo, LANGUAGE!”

“You’re always complaining it’s boring, why do you keep repeating yourself?”

“So, many years ago we were on patrol and it was boring as FUCK..”

“Eeh, this is my story, don’t interrupt me! But since you asked, when I’m bored, the best ideas form in my head. It’s a vital part of my story.

So, at that time I had nothing to do, only keeping a lookout, usual patrol stuff and pestering small time crooks… We sometimes drop little blobs of birdshit on them, to make them leave that area.”

“Oh gross! But, wait… birds don’t fly at night..”

“Yeah, we know, but those dumbasses still don’t know that. Most of the time they leave, but not this time. So I came up with a better idea.”

“What did you do?” Ishtar was now sitting on the edge of the couch, being pulled in in Mickey’s story.

“Well, during those long hours of waiting, I sometimes go look through rubble…” seeing Leonardo raising an eyeridge, Mickey quickly added, “don’t give me that look Leo. It was always on the rooftop and I never left my post. Anyway, a few hours earlier to that moment, I had found a sieve. And.. yeah.. I really needed to go… to the little boys room. So, instead of that I grabbed the sieve, walked to the roof edge, pulled my shorts down.. and with a beautiful sieve motion I let it rain down on them..”

“More than once, but I’ll tell ya about one, this time.”

She directed the question to Raphael. “Did you do something nasty once?”

“Also during patrol and keeping a lookout. During winter, it was so cold. Freezing, raining and windy. My hands were so numb I couldn’t use our com anymore. I hadn’t something to report, but, you know, when you do have to use the com, it needs to be done immediately.

Ishtar looked at him, blinking her eyes, thinking how he could possibly come up with those ideas? And why? Maybe better to not ask. And why does the song ‘Why does it always rain on me?’ sounding in her head.

So, I did the only thing I could think of. I got a bucket out of the rubble, filled it up with my.. “ he looked sideways at Ishtar and winked, “.. my bodily fluids, quickly tucked myself in again and warmed my hands in the bucket.

My hands were so cold it hurt at first, but soon after they tingled and started to warm up..”

“And how did you get rid of the smell?”

“Aah, but have you been paying attention to the details, Ishtar?” asked Leonardo from behind the couch. “Raph said it was raining, so.. there is your answer.”

“Right.. didn’t think of that… And have you done something like that, Leo?”

“Like what?” Leo asked with a straight face.

“Have you done anything gross or nasty stuff in your life?”

“Again, be more specific, Ishtar. I’ve done many things I’m not proud of and some things were quite nasty. So…” he asked expectantly.

“Well, Michelangelo and Raphael have been telling me a story with some bodily fluids in them..”

“You mean urine?”

“Er… yea… that.”

“Okay, if that’s what you want to hear..”

“We once had a truth or dare game, I chose a dare. Raph dared me to walk around the house and do my daily activities while both my hands and arms were tied. I thought it was a nice challenge and was curious how long I could last. Two days later Raph grew impatient and added something more. Although he interfered with the original assignment, I always like the challenge.”

“What extra assignment did Raph add?”

“He wanted to see if I could get drunk. Mickey and Donnie joined in as well. And then, hours later, my bladder was full. And no, before then it wasn’t much of a problem. But now, a little more. Because, Mickey and Raph had too much to drink and were lying around the toilet for hours, constantly puking. They were sleeping now around the thing.”

“So, your challenge was to get your… member out?” asked Ishtar gently.

“No, I have my way for that. The challenge was to pee in the bowl, without spraying any urine on my brothers by accident. And of course to get close enough to the bowl.”

“Did you succeed..?”

“Almost”, he grinned. “The first drops might have landed on Mickey’s mask. The rest I thought went to the right place, until Raph shifted abruptly and made me lose balance. Let’s say.. Raph needed to wash his clothes after that.. He was so mad he ended the dare there and then.”

“What about you Donnie?” Ishtar asked while eating a poptart.

“I took a dare in that game as well. They… dared me to… cum on my favorite food and eat the whole thing..”

“You did what, now?”

“You heard. What are you gonna do about it?”

“Well, you know what they say.. you are what you eat..” and she took another bite out of a poptart while looking daringly at him…

[chicchanmooshy]

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