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It was a transformative year, filled with countless opportunities, growth, and resilience. I'm committed to closing this chapter on a high note, and sending love and positive vibes to my friends, wishing them a brighter, more radiant future. One love! 💙♥️💜🧡

Happy New Year’s from TMNT! Welcome 2025!

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Grey Sweatpants

Bayverse TMNT turtle of choice gender neutral reader

SMUT/NSFW/HANDJOB

You and your friends at work had been talking about it all day, with the coming of the fall and winter season came another very special ah hem… holiday? We’ll call it that.

“Grey sweatpants season.”

You hummed as you and your work bestie eyed a group of guys in the food court.

“Retail management has its perks.”

Bestie laughed as their cheeks flushed. Yours pinked as well but not on the current eye candy you had before you.

Your eyes rest on only god knows what as you zone out, imagining what your turtle crush’s cock would look like bobbing back and forth beneath the soft fabric.

After a few drinks you were feeling a bit fuzzy. You bid your friend goodbye and off to the lair you went. Your co workers would never understand the special bond you had with the turtles and their father, having befriended them and keeping their secrets. Particularly one who had drawn you in like you had never been before.

You stepped into the lair quietly, glancing at the time and knowing they’d be in the dojo doing warmups, and more often than not, splinter would allow you to watch from a distance.

You gave a silent nod as you slipped in quietly and slipped to your knees, watching each coordinated move carefully created by massive green muscles. All four were very impressive but one had this sly smirk upon his face. His eyes locked with yours as his body continued to move with ease. You couldn’t help but fall under his entrancement, your eyes traveling downward just as he had planned then snapping back up when you realized…

He was wearing grey sweatpants.

“Holy fuck”

Your voice was just above a whisper as you try to fight the urge to look down, his smirk growing wider as you begin breathing deeper. Without warning your eyes sink. Damn him. But oh… oh my god you can see the outline of his massive girth, the round tip of his head peeking up beneath the fabric telling you all you needed to know about his length.

You bite your lip instinctively, unknowingly that he is watching your every move too. Your eyes continue to watch the mass roll and bob from side to side as he’d move his legs often spreading his thighs so the fabric would draw tight against his rod. His eyes stayed fixed on yours, cock growing to the thought of you watching him.

Your trance was broken by Splinter’s dismissal from today’s practice. All the brothers quickly head for the showers. All except for him. He chuckled as he approached you.

“I know you like sweatpant season”

He begins walking slowly towards you, thighs softly tossing his package side to side until he’s standing above you, still in the same seated position you had been the entire time.

“You like what you see?”

He purred cockily as a grin began to curl from your lips.

“I do actually. May I touch?”

You coo softly, palm already planting against his hardness before he could get the word yes from his lips. He leaned forward, arms catching the wall behind you as his hips gave way. Your fingers curled around his thickness, fleece lining still intact as you began to slowly tug his cock.

His knees bend in weakness to your touch, eyes clamping shut as his voice shudders with each stroke. You can see a wet spot beginning to form around his head, his precum seeping through the thin fabric. God he was beautiful. His sweatpants hanging losely around his hips would give you access to his most private part but…

“I want to make you cum”

The tables had certainly turned for you now had the huge smirk and there he was rocking his hips into your grip.

“Fu fu.. fuck”

He whimpered as you increased your squeeze and coordinated your stroke, thumbing the bulb of his head with every pull. His body began to tense, veins in muscles you didn’t even know he had began to swell. He had never felt a human touch him like this. A low deep growl began to rumble from his chest, eyes pinching shut and hips now softly but rhythmically jutting into your grasp. You felt three strong pulses pump between your hands grasp as load after load began to saturate his pants.

You gasp happily, staring up at him as you gently stroke him back down from his high. His brow is sweaty and not just from training. He looks down at you with a boyish smile, relieving yours hands from his penis as he kneels down in front of you. Your lips met in a heated kiss as he hummed.

“I’ll start wearing these more often.”

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Gifting u guys some sketches

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A Christmas Story: Raphael's favorite version

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Twas the Night Before Christmas when all through the house everyone felt shitty including the mouse

Mom at the whore house Dad smoking grass I just settled down for a nice piece of ass

When out on the lawn I heard such a clatter I sprang out my chair to see what's the matter

And out on the lawn I saw a big dick of course I knew in an instant it was Old Saint Nick

He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell I knew at that moment that fat fucker had fell

He filled our stockings with pretzels and beer and a big rubber dick for my brother the queer

He flew up the chimney with a thunderous fart

That son-of-a-bitch blew the chimney apart

He swore and he cursed as he rolled out of sight "Piss on you all and have a hell of a good night!"

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Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 40th Anniversary Comics Celebration Cover by Khary Randolph & Emilio Lopez

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My goodness!!!!!! He looks so damn fine!

Im definitely gonna dedicate this one to you @raphslovemuffin80 !!! ♥️♥️♥️♥️

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He came out great!!!!!!!!!

I took him to the greyscale I assume bc I was feeling dark for a moment but you guys get a double dose and I’m sure no one’s gonna complain… I hope 🤞🏼

@happymoonangel here’s your lover boy 🧡 (yes I’m getting better but the time it takes me? 😩😭)

@milykins enjoy! 😉

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i gib you

a hug 🫂

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I suffer from ninja turtleitis. It's fatal, I'm afraid

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Some Leo ✨

I really like to follow a bit of the facial structure that turtles have in reality, especially the snout part and I think it looks cute ^^

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art style study uwu

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I drew them :>

Mikey - Hidden truths - update 🔥

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YOU!!! Please go and praise @luckycharms1701 and @thelaundrybitch for their greatness! They are my betas and I LOVE THEM!

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Big daddy

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Hello friends! I’m still here!

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Reasons why he’s my favorite. I love him!

This is why Raph's my favourite. They're literally in a car chase and he's impatiently beating on a punching bag like nothing is going on. "This is how you roll" kills me routinely.

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Soooooo hot!!!!! Enjoy y’all

"Cum for me baby" from Don with his girlfriend please?

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Pairing: Donnie/fem!Reader Rating: Explicit Contents: Donnie is strangely overcome with the need to have you right then and there. Warnings: 18+, mdni, mating season, hickeys, creampies, unprotected p in v (wrap it up peeps) Wordcount: 1,594 Sentence Prompt: # 75

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Notes: Excuse my poor attempt of being more poetic in my writing! Hope you enjoy!

Your presence was like a living temptation to him, as if every cell in your body was crafted to make him lose control around you. Carnally irresistible, Donnie found it impossible to keep his hands off of you. Earlier, he had tried with great effort to keep his eyes on the TV, but your scent drifted into his nostrils—so sweet and enticing. Overcome, he leaned down to breathe deeply in the crook of your neck.

The look you gave him almost made him shudder visibly. You appeared concerned by his sudden change in behavior, yet there was an undeniable excitement in your eyes as he ran his tongue over your pulse point.

He wasn't sure if something was wrong with him, but he wasn't entirely focused on figuring it out, as your soft gasps were far more captivating than anything else. His skin felt like it was on fire, and his glasses had become an irritation, so he quickly removed them and tossed them onto the coffee table. He didn’t need them anyway; you were close enough that he could clearly see your beautiful expressions.

Donnie was a turtle steeped in science, his expertise evident in the gadgets he wielded both in the lab and on patrol. He had deciphered ancient codes to deactivate a timed toxic bomb threatening New York City and uncovered the mysteries of the purple ooze. Yet, in your presence, all logic seemed to evaporate, leaving him a slave to his emotions. His instincts urged him to keep you selfishly close and immerse himself in your natural scent. He desired to fill the very being he worshiped with his essence so intensely that no one else could occupy your thoughts but him.

But as time stretched on, it seemed like hours had passed, and he was certain you were too overwhelmed to form a coherent thought. Your skin was flushed, adorned with a trail of red marks across your delicate skin—marks destined to deepen into purple.

It almost felt like your first time together, heated with a passion so intense that you couldn't stop trying to touch each other, yet tinged with nervousness due to a lack of familiarity with each other's physical needs. However, despite the similar rush of emotions, Donnie's hands never fumbled or shook with uncertainty. They moved with confidence and precision, driven by an eager desire to worship your very existence.

Just a tilt of your head was enough for him to capture your soft lips with his, sighing softly as he found a semblance of relief amidst his lustful haze. His large hands were intent on exploring the canvas of your body despite the fact he’s seen more times he can count, gently kneading your flesh, which was much softer than his own. 

"Donnie..." Your whine pierced through his haze of desire.

He shuddered this time at the sound, murmuring, "So pretty and all for me.” The turtle licked his lips, dried from his heavy pants for air.  

The space between your thighs glistened with a mixture of your juices and his essence—a beautiful concoction, Donnie might add. Despite the evidence that he had finished inside you several times, his attention remained laser-focused on your pleasure, his mind relentlessly urging him to give more and more. It would be remiss of him not to, especially when your lips parted so beautifully with each mewl that escaped them.

He pressed one hand firmly on your back to keep you pinned against the couch. A fleeting thought crossed his mind, wondering if a three-fingered imprint would remain, but it quickly dissipated as he became captivated by the way the sweat on your skin sparkle ethereally.

Seriously, were you a fallen angel hell-bent on cursing him to eternally crave your body? No matter how many times he made you cry out his name, no matter how tightly you clenched around him that is felt like you were pulling him deeper until he climaxed, he still wanted more. Or perhaps he needed more. Donnie couldn't tell anymore; his thoughts were so tangled that he couldn't distinguish desire from necessity. Either way, it seemed his body was surrendering to its own carnal instincts, relentlessly seeking release with you, in you.

Donnie muttered a curse under his breath as his free hand slipped beneath you, caressing the bundle of nerves that made your thighs begin to quiver. Your hands clutched weakly at the cushions, moaning with abandon.

He hissed through clenched teeth as he felt your inner walls tighten around him once more. "Come for me, baby. You can do it," he encouraged gently.

It was only a moment more before you released a stuttering squeal, your nectar coating him further as he continued to thrust into you, riding out your orgasm. Donnie bit his lower lip as his torso lowered to brush against your back, emitting a groan and a deep, reverberating churr that would make Raph envious. He pushed himself as deep as he could inside you as he came. Your smaller hand clung to the wrist of the hand between your legs, panting loudly.

Finally, Donnie's mind began to clear, his intense sexual need appearing to wane and find satisfaction. He hoped he hadn't pushed you too far.

You seemed to recognize that it was over when Donnie didn’t immediately resume thrusting into you with his previous unrestrained vigor. Slumping beneath him, you felt his weight relax as he lazily placed kisses on the hickeys decorating your shoulders. Both of you appeared content to remain in your current position, with him still inside you, enjoying the quiet aftermath together.

"Holy shit..." you mumbled.

He let out a soft chuckle. "Too much?"

You shook your head. "No, no. It was amazing! I just don't know what came over you so suddenly.”

“I actually don’t know either,” Donnie hummed thoughtfully. Carefully, he pulled away and slipped out from the comfort of your warmth. He had to restrain himself and look away when he heard you release a small whine, feeling the emptiness and his essence dripping down your inner thigh.

Donnie quickly put his glasses back on and walked away to grab some water and a towel for you. While he was gone for that brief moment, you sat up, grimacing from the familiar soreness setting in. You hadn't felt this achy in over two years, back when you were both fresh adults, newly eager to explore the beginnings of your sexual life together.

Once your turtle lover returned, he insisted on helping you clean up despite your protests about him being just as messy. Nevertheless, he was determined, so you let him help subconsciously avoiding your inner folds to leave them coated with his essence. After ensuring you were comfortable, he took care of himself.

After redressing lightly, you headed into the kitchen, taking the water Donnie had provided with you. Following a session like that, you definitely needed some food. Donnie, meanwhile, simply pulled up his underwear and lingered in the kitchen, watching you closely. His instincts urged him to stay nearby.

His mind was still slightly clouded from the spontaneous moment, but not enough to impair his decision-making. He had a gut feeling that the intense desire might return. It was confusing, though, why such behavior was manifesting in the first place, especially since nothing specific seemed to trigger his sudden, overwhelming urge to take you right then and there on the couch.

And your poor couch. It was probably ruined from your activities now. You two had used it like dogs in heat. Huh. Like dogs in heat. In heat. Heat. Heat!

Donnie's eyes widened impossibly with realization. He and his brothers were now at a sexually mature age. Furthermore, it was that time of year—mating season for red-eared sliders, when they succumb to their need to breed.

Oh God, he was in heat and completely unprepared for it. He cringed at the thought of what his brothers must be enduring without a partner to satisfy their reproductive urges. He guessed it was wrong to assume they wouldn’t experience it just because they hadn't felt it immediately after reaching puberty. Casting a long glance in your direction as you prepared packaged ramen, Donnie walked into the living room to grab his phone and sent Leo a text. It was around this time that his family usually gathered for dinner.

Donnie: How’s things going at the lair?

The self-taught scientist received a swift reply from Leo, who was always prompt when responding to Donnie, knowing it wouldn’t be just another meme or silly pun. Unlike Raph and Mikey, who enjoyed sending Leo those sorts of messages just to tease him.

Leo: Everything fine

Leo: Why? Should there be something happening?

Donnie lifted a brow. Donnie: No, no! I was just checking in! See ya later He set his phone down on the coffee table, his lips pursing in confusion. Leo wasn’t one to mislead about the state of their close-knit family, so surely everything was fine with them. It seemed the issue was just with him. Perhaps it was because he was the only one among his brothers who had any sort of sexual experience.

Donnie turned at the sound of your feet pattering across the floor as you returned with two bowls of steaming ramen. He couldn't really complain. Not when you approached him, your body adorned with such beautiful marks, a testament to the intensity of their earlier moments together.

Since you were around, maybe this experience won’t be so bad.

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Honestly same! Love you all

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