#2007 donnie?

[thejadecount]

BEHOLD

After a few hours of extensive research (and when I mean extensive I mean watching clips on YouTube and reading their wiki pages) I GIVE YOU

THE DEFINITIVE DONNIE CHART

(My reasoning is in the tags)

[curiousaur]

a ninja so lethal he's wiping out his cousins one straw at a time

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Me in kindergarten:

Me in uni rn:

[oozedninjas]

Spring fleeting

A/N: Fucking rude of me not to have fed my pretty girlies in this much while. In compensation, I offer you: a mating season special!!! You can shoot in a prompt and I'll turn it into a short smut ;) ily!!

Warnings: 18+ / MDNI / Smut / NSFW / edging, orgasm denial, dom!turtles, oral sex / General verses / Mutant guys are 25-29 y/o and they're suffering from spring heat!

Leo doesn't want to breathe because if he does he might get carried away by your scent. He watches from a safe distance never leaving sight of your neck and shoulders. Fuck, he wants to bite them, suck on them, lick a stripe over your pulse line that would cut your breath sharply. Shit, he wants you to hold from the upper end of his shell, begging. Before he registers he's calling your name. Let him lure you elsewhere, yeah?

Raph loves fucking you stupid. Your eyes closed and gaped mouth have him on the verge of coming. Words scarcely coherent enough to moan for more. He's balls deep in you, aching to fill you up once more. But Raph edges himself, just for the bliss of numbing everything away with each crashing orgasm. 

He trembles inside you, cum dripping from your abused cunt as he thrusts. Fuck you love him, you're crazy about him, and he just grins, amused at your stupid failed attempts to communicate it.

Donatello's knowledge of each sensitive part in your body borders on mean when he uses it like this. From your neck to your back, to your lower half. He's held you still for what feels like ages, nibbling, marking, and kissing the bruise after. But none of what he's done equals the cruel way he's sucking your clit: just enough to make your back arch, but never quite granting release. 

Begging wouldn't suffice, it wasn't about that. It was about him showing you how fucking good he could make you feel if you let him, how hard you could come just by his expert tongue. And shit, who are you kidding? You fucking adore it.

Mikey loves how hot you look riding his cock. He's got the best of views! Everything in you is perfect. He reaches up, palming every bit of skin he can get his hands on, squeezing, pinching, scratching. He loves it when his touch makes you weak enough to lose the rhythm, seemingly tumbling over his plastron, finally giving out. 

He's softer when he's had enough, and brings your mouth to his gently, big hands covering your back, pushing you down to his chest before he thrusts up. He reaches that sweet spot so easily like this, and your clit rubs so deliciously over the lower part of his plastron. Come on, don't hold back, you don't gotta do nothing, just relax.

[nostalgicninjas]

TMNT Dynamics: Leonardo & Donatello

note: this post is platonic with a capital P

[deadtiredghost]

a donnie appreciation post cause I haven't posted much about them yet

I didn't realise I made 30.... I was just focused I guess hehe

Guess imma have to do this for all of them now- oh well

[erin-epica]

My TMNT shitposting era has begun.

[turrondeluxe]

rewatched tmnt 2007 and got reminded on how i thought they were in their mid twenties for the longest time

[letsgetitblog]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR BEAUTIFUL PURPLE GENIUSES 💜💜💜💜💜💜

[takkytakk]

wasn’t expecting it at all

[mushroomgrenade]

Caught a fever last night, but happy TMNT 40th birthday

These are sticker sheets you can grab here!

[nosleep83]

I made another one.

[hotheadedhero]

Favourite Kisses

2007 Turtles x Reader

Warnings: Very minorly suggestive for Raph's, other than that we good :)

Leonardo

It isn't uncommon for Leo to have his heavy days: the kinds of days where he feels worn, weighed down by the mantle of responsibility that comes with being the eldest brother and leader of his family. Your presence is enough to calm him but all stresses leave his body when you gently cup his cheeks and kiss his forehead. One tender press of affection to his skin has him melting into you, away from the world and all of it's troubles.

You give him new breath when he doesn't have the strength to take in his own.

Raphael

The heated ones - the types of kisses where you just have to pull him to one side and smash your lips into his. Words can't describe how much Raph relishes the unprompted, wild passion you feel the need to display in those moments. Those moments when you seek him out as if your life is on the line. He likes being taken off guard. He also accepts this as a challenge and matches your emotions tenfold. And when neither one of you backs down?

Well, you can only imagine where you end up.

Donatello

When you come up and peck the back of his head whilst he's working. It's a small gesture but one that gives him the energy to push through. Donnie has to deal with some eclectic customers and being asked to help out with the same problems by masses of different people saps him of life. Yet, as soon as he feels that cushiony press on the crown of his head, he dares to continue with a more upbeat attitude.

He's reminded of what awaits him when he finishes his shift.

Michelangelo

This man just absolutely loves it when you grab him and pepper his entire face in short, quick kisses. It's like he's being bombarded with a bunch of butterflies. You have this beautifully erratic way of making him feel like the only turtle in the world. Mikey just can't help but laugh as you attack him, often falling onto his back with you in his arms. The aggressive fits of love hardly stop there and, thank goodness, because he never wants it to stop.

Life doesn't get much better than this.

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

hi hi hello HEAR ME OUT

FILTHY smut with either 12 or 07 leo

whatever you can come up with, let your creative mind go bonkers lol 💙

Still Angry? (18+)

2007!Leonardo x reader

A/N: I decided to do 2007 Leo, because I feel like it has been a long time ago. It is not super filthy, but it is a little dirty😉💙

All characters are aged up.

Warnings: Orale - female receiving, implied sex.

You wanted to slap him. Slap him so hard that he would feel all the shock and pain you had been feeling for the last two years. All the pain he had caused you, because he decided to spend an extra year in South America, because he felt like his training as a leader wasn’t over. You were sad. Furious. Frustrated would have been an understatement. You felt betrayed by your boyfriend. And when you sent him another letter, asking him what that meant for the two of you, you got no answer. For a whole year, you waited around, unsure of your boyfriend’s whereabouts, or if he even was still your boyfriend. So when Leonardo one day came through your window, that you still kept unlocked out of habit, you saw red. You had never been so mad at him before, and never had he felt so ashamed. But he came to your apartment with a goal in mind -  to make it up to you.

How you ended up on the couch, with your lower half naked, your legs spread open and wide with Leo’s face buried between your thighs, was still a mystery to you. But even with Leo’s skilled tongue working in and out of your entrance, you felt anger towards him, along with the urge to hit him. But every pleasure wave he brought you, his tongue pressing against that sweet spot deep within you, you found yourself moaning, your hands holding onto Leo’s head instead of striking him, pressing him closer against your core.

One of Leo’s hands let go of your spread out thighs, placing his thumb on your clit, moving it in circles over your bundles of nerves. You threw your head back, letting out a loud needy moan, your legs shaking as you placed your bare heels against the couch pillow, pushing your core closer against Leo’s face. Leo let out a low groan, just enough to drown out his churring. A churring that had been going, ever since he pulled you in for a kiss, intending to show you how much he had kissed you.

“Leo…”, you moaned, unsure of what you were trying to say. You wanted to speak, be mad at him, telling him that he couldn’t eat you out and expect you to be okay with his return, after two years abesens. But here you were, a moaning mess, finding yourself getting closer and closer to your climax, wanting nothing more than to cum with Leo’s tongue deep inside of you.

Leo breathed out a chuckle against you, genuine happiness in his eyes as he looked up at you, your red face and hooded eyes staring back at him, silently begging for more. And more he gave you. His thumb coming faster on your clit, using his elbow to force your leg open when you instinctively tried to close it. An old habit of yours. An old habit that Leo had found himself dreaming and fantasizing about in the jungle, waiting for the day he could allow himself to see it play out once again. His tongue moved faster inside of you, his other hand pushing your leg further away from his face.

You let a loud lewd moan, arching your back against the back of the couch, your hips moving against Leo’s face, forgetting all about any thought of hitting him, your anger melting away for the moment of building pleasure and ecstasy. You felt the pressure inside of you growing stronger and stronger, making it impossible for you to sit still, moaning and moving under Leo’s grip - a sight and sound that Leo had missed during his two years in the jungle. Even with his own need growing in his cloaca, his member threatening to drop at any moment, he could not stop his work on you, not allowing himself to feel any sexual pleasure before he had made you cum.

“Fuck! Leo!”, you let out, your moans on the edge of turning into screams of pleasure, before you came hard, your body tensing up as your orgasm washed over you, blurring your vision with pleasure. Leo did not stop his actions against your core, continuing his motions, drawing out your orgasm and eating up every single drop your tight walls provided him.

Once you calmed down from your high, Leo removed his lips from your now sensitive folds, placing small kisses along your thighs, showering you with love until you calmed down. But before you could calm down, you quickly wrapped your hands around the sides of Leo’s face, pulling him to your lip in a hungry kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue.

“Are you still mad?”, Leo asked as the two of you pulled from the kiss, trying to catch your breath.

“Of course I’m still mad!”, you answered, glaring at him as if it had been obvious. But even you couldn’t hide a smile with your next two sentences. “You can’t just eat me out and expect me not to be angry anymore! Now, get your dick out and fuck me probably!”

Leo could not stop himself from laughing at your words, finding himself relieved at your words. Sure, you might still be mad, but you were still in a mood to make jokes. That was a good sign.

“Anything for you, ma’am”, Leo smiled, before diving back in for another heated kiss. Anything to make up for his long absence.

[oozedninjas]

Can we get Donnie with a breeding kink?!😩

WARNINGS: NSFW | 18+ | MDNI | F!Reader | Donnie is 27 and he wants to put a baby in you ♡ | Breeding | slight Edging | General verses

It amazes him how easily his mind spirals into anxiety when it comes to you. Every little measure has to be carefully calculated and framed to keep him from stumbling out of sync with you—especially with things like this, because, what if you don’t like it? Would you think he’s a weirdo for bringing it up?

Maybe he should let it happen naturally, Donnie thinks, without overanalyzing every detail. But frankly, the thought that he could put a baby inside you is utterly absurd. Improbable. Incoherent, even. Genetic and morphological differences are barriers one can't overcome. Yet… he can’t stop thinking about it.

The idea lodges itself in his mind and he can’t help but revisit it over and over, no matter how much he knows it doesn't make sense; and today, that's all he can think of as he pounds in and out of you, just the way he knows you like it. Steady, fast, hard. The lower half of his plastron grinding over your swollen clit as you cling to him. And he edges you, unable to shake the thought of his mind, not brave enough to let it seep through his mouth.

"Fuck, I wanna come," you manage through staggered breaths, "Please, please,"

He groans, feeling the electric bolts dangerously close to spreading. He grips the sheets, struggling to resist the urge to mention it, and then—

"Put a baby in me,"

It barely registers right after making him come hard and loud. He thrusts as deep as his cock can reach to unload one time after another. He's babbling something about it, but it sounds so choked by pleasure that even he can't discern what it is. He's lost in the sensation of your pretty pussy throbbing as you come with him, and it feels fucking blissful.

You take a few seconds to catch your breath.

"What- what was that? How…" he asks, a bit out of breath.

You let out a little, tired laugh. "I stumbled across your browsing history the other day. You were thinking too hard about it, don't you?"

He hides his face in the crook of your neck, the heat of embarrassment creeping up his neck. Ah, that's right… since you moved together, you use the same computer.

[jojo-rolo]

That “Meeting of the Dons” didn’t go as expected... Based on the first 30 seconds of Jerma’s video : Commence The Meeting of "The Byeahs"