#2012 donnie x y/n

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|| ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴛ. ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ || 2012! ᴅᴏɴɴɪᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ||

“Look, here’s the thing. I never asked to fall in love with you. Before I knew it, it had already happened.” A breathy chuckle slips past your lips, wiping away the stinging tears from the corner of your eyes. 

You’re greeted with silence, and you hold on for a while longer before pulling the phone away from your ear with confusion in your eyes. “Hello?” You call out one more time, but Donnie doesn’t respond. 

You frown slightly, trying not to let it get to you more than the entire day already had. You hang up, shoving your phone back into your pocket with a heavy sigh.

Donnie’s stunned into pure silence by your confession, about to speak when you hang up. The monotonous dial tone is all he can hear. “Hello? Y/n? You there?”

He stares at the screen of his T-Phone with a small frown, his heart heavy at the precious secret you had so easily divulged to him with a simple question. His shoulders sag with a single sigh, sitting in his chair and holding his head in his hands. 

He had some thinking to do.

— — — — — — — — —

“Thanks, Leo, but I’m fine. Yeah, I’ll visit you guys soon. Pizza? Sure, I’ll get some along the way. Do you want Hawaiia-” You pause, shaking your head with a brief chuckle. “Sorry, do you want the usual pepperoni?”

You can hear the cries of happiness from Mikey in the background; the prospect of more pizza is always a reason for his euphoria. You would never understand how they never got tired of eating the same food over and over. But then again, not many would understand you being friends with four teenage mutant ninja turtles, either.

Well, it’s more like three now. 

You don’t know what you and Donnie are anymore. It’s been a couple weeks since you last spoke to him, your last form of contact with him having been that rather devastating phone call. 

“And, y/n,” You hear the hesitation in Leo’s voice, but also the tinge of worry and care. “I don’t really know what happened with you and Donnie, but…Could you spare just a moment to see him tomorrow? Please?”

You sigh. Your brows furrow, mulling over your options. 

“Pleaseeeee?” 

Damn it. You’re vulnerable to his pleas; the soft spot you have for the leader of the bunch now is like a sore thumb that keeps getting slammed on.

“Fine.” You cave so easily, knowing that if he ever begged you again, you’d give in all the same. Damn those brothers and their manipulative tactics.

You hang up, the empty silence of your room greeting you in place of Leo’s voice. You lay on your side, staring at the slightly brownish spot on your wall where you had accidentally smeared paint when having a painting session with Donnie. 

The usual logical turtle was cute when he tried artistic things, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth as he tried to trace an outline of your face. He had to get the angles right, the shading perfect, and even the shapes. It was the most adorable thing you’d ever seen.

You wince when your heart squeezes with a hollow pang in your chest, lips quirked into a sad smile at the memory as you doze off to sleep.

— — — — — — — — —

“I smell pizza.” Mikey suddenly sits up from his lazy position on the couch with wide eyes, his keen sense of smell only ever activated in such moments.

“What? Oh, that must be y/n.” Leo greets you with a warm smile as you walk in with a piping hot box from Papa Louie’s. 

“Special delivery,” You grin, embracing Mikey in a gentle hug. He reciprocates it with genuine affection but sneakily grabs the cardboard box out of your hands with a pleased smile. “I’ll just lighten your load real quick, dudette.”

You watch Mikey leave to the kitchen with a chuckle and shake of your head, having missed your bundle of sunshine the past few days. Leo walks up to you, and you give him a simple nod.

“How’ve you been?” He asks. The nature of his question is innocent, yet you find your mood instantly shifts to a more sombre one. You shrug, subconsciously averting your gaze to look around the living room.

“Been better, I suppose.” You answer, your lips curving into a smile when you see Raph leaving the dojo. “Heyya Red.” You greet his tired form, the tough teddy bear straightening his posture at the greeting. 

“Pipsqueak,” He acknowledges, coming over to give you an affectionate noogie. You giggle, shoving him away with a laugh of protest. “Don’t make us worried like that again.” He warns you, though his eyes are gentle.

You smile sheepishly, nodding in response. “I smell pizza.” He states abruptly, his stomach letting out a rather noisy grumble. “Mikey better not have gotten the left slice.” He mutters, rushing off to the kitchen.

You turn back to face Leo, who’s rolling his eyes with a nonchalant expression, though his gaze turns soft when he looks back at you. “We’ve all been worried.” He mentions quietly. 

You’re instantly wrecked with guilt, as if a large truck had just rammed into you with full force. 

It’s not a pleasant feeling.

“You’re right,” You sigh, running your fingers through your hair and smoothing out the tangles. “I’m sorry.”

His arms are crossed, but his tense shoulders relax once he hears your sincere apology. “Have you been eating regularly?” He questions. 

You lift your shoulders in a shrug. “Meh.”

Leo frowns at this information, dragging you into the kitchen where Raph and Mikey are, for once, peacefully enjoying their slices of pizza. However, once Mikey reaches over to the left side with fingers of anticipation, Raph smacks it away with a stern frown. 

“Ow! I don’t get what’s with you and the left side of the pizza….” Mikey sulks, crossing his arms with a huff. 

“Left side’s better,” Raph states with a knowing smile, eyeing you as you walk in behind Leo. “Haven’t eaten?” He guesses, smirking when you duck your head with an embarrassed flush that creeps up your neck.

“Should’ve gotten an extra large.” You murmur, only half the pizza left in random slices. You pick up a piece, humming happily when you bite down on the gooey, stringy cheese. The tangy tomato sauce hits all the right spots on your tastebuds, and the flaky yet chewy dough is absolute heaven to your stomach. 

The only thing it’s missing is pineapples.

Your smile falters yet again at the unintentional reminder of Donnie, glancing around. Where was he, anyway? He’d never let Mikey get the last piece. 

However, the youngest is already scarfing it down, Leo luckily grabbing a slice just in time and setting one aside for Splinter. You’re hesitant to voice out your question, but Mikey already answers it before you even ask.

“Man, Dee’s still stuck in his lab, huh?”

“How long has he been in there?” You question softly, having stood up to wash your hands at the sink.

“...Ever since you left the lair that day.” 

Raph’s response makes you still, the running water cascading over your cold hands and splashing into the drain. Your eyes widen for a brief moment, but you take a breath to compose yourself. You turn, shutting off the tap and drying your hands with a tea towel.

“Alright,” You huff, already recalling Leo’s plea from the night before, “I’ll go check on him.”

You head to the lab, your palm laid flat against the cold metal door. You take a shaky breath, steeling your nerve and walk in with a push of the door. It swings open slightly, revealing Donnie at his desk with his welding mask on.

“I said I’m not hungry.” He calls out with an emotionless voice, aiming his blowtorch at the next few bits sprayed out on the table. You take a step forward, then another.

“I can tell.”

You can see his entire body stiffen, instantly shutting off the blowtorch and taking off his welding mask with wide eyes. 

“Y/n?”

“In the flesh,” You joke, trying to keep the mood light. His face is slimmer, you note. He’s lost weight since the last time you saw him. His skin is a paler shade of green, fingers trembling as he sets down the mask.

How long has it been since his last meal?

You don’t know, but seeing him like this broke your heart all over again.

“H-hey,” He’s fidgeting with the wrench on his desk, his voice a tad bit more nervous than usual. Your eyes soften, regret starting to take the form of a painful lump in your throat you find impossible to swallow down. 

You should’ve never confessed.

You could’ve lived the rest of your days with him as your best friend, even if he was happy with someone else.

You had to put an end to it. You needed him back. Not this Donnie, your Donnie.

“Hey, Don?” He looks up at the familiar nickname you used to call him so endearingly with.  You take another breath, finding the strength in yourself to utter the words you’ve been planning to say once you see him again.

“About the confession…Don’t worry about it. I realized it was just an infatuation I had. I know I’m asking a lot from you, but do you think…maybe we could become friends again?” You ask hesitantly, leaning against his desk.

You hold out your hand, waiting patiently for his response and hoping, just hoping, that he’d say yes.

Your shoulders relax from the hidden tension that’s coiled in every muscle in your body, and an exhale filled with nothing short of relief huffs past your lips. You look up with a warm smile, though your eyes are slightly timid.

And there he was. Your Donnie, the same old twinkle back in his eyes. A glimmer of hope fills his chest, looking down at his hand in yours. 

“Friends?”

“Friends.” You confirm with a chuckle. “If it helps, I have a date this Friday I was hoping you could help prepare me for.”

And just like that, that same hope is instantly snuffed out.

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[oozedninjas]

SORRY THAT MATING SEASON ASK WAS VERY VAGUE I was wondering how they would like... act around reader? And stuff

a bit light just for humor

2012 verse I 18+ I MDNI I Mutant guys are mid to late twenties I unspecified verse means I get to chose I breeding I bruising I Oral sex I matin cycles I NSFW

Leo

Leo doesn't want you around cause he's afraid he won't be able to control himself

Phone sex!!! which only ends up in him giving up and sprinting to your place

Intense makeout session in which he insists it's enough if you just let him cum all over you

He holds onto his composure till the very last second

Consent king when you insist you want to help him further Is it okay if he breeds you till it drips off your cunt? Say yes. Fuck, please, say yes-

Very protective the next day

Super sweet aftercare

You can't leave the nest, tho. He'll hiss.

Raph

Bruises. all. over. your. body.

He doesn't mean to be rough, is just that he loves to grope your flesh, squeeze and bite soft fat where he can find.

You're too soft. Fuck he's melting.

Manhandles you (not intentionally, not to be mean, not exactly, right? Haha he loves pulling your hair)

Raph gets carried away pretty easily but if you tug at his bandana hard enough he'll snap back to reality

After the peak of the rut passes, he's a bit more careful.

I think 2012 Raph is super prone to be submissive in bed, but when he's on mating cycles nah-ah, no chance!

He'll smack that ass

Donnie

Jealousy levels up 100%

Donnie gets possessive a few days before it starts.

This man will put his best effort into the nest he'll present to you.

Loves that you love it because now you'll be here until his mating season is over.

His stress levels would shoot up if you even bring up the idea of leaving. Please don't wreck his nerves, okay? ♡

MARKING

He'll breed you so good you'll smell like him for a while

hickey king tm

It's only logical, don't you see? Everyone should know you're his.

Mikey

Head empty, only y/n thoughts! ♡

Mikey gets extra handsy, touchy, and needy days before his Mating season kicks in.

Seriously he's sighing and hopeless if you say you can't be around.

mtf moans when you press yourself too much on him when you hug him 💀

Excited to spend his mating cycle with such a loving, beautiful partner! My guy vibrates to the next dimension, honestly

Really sensual when stuff gets steamy

He will lick you up, but especially your legs and thighs

Buries his face in your pussy and whimpers at the softness of it

eats you out like the fine meal you are

[httpvomitello]

HI YOUR WRITING MAKES MY HEART SOAR! Just recently got back on my tmnt love and I was thinking. How would the guys react when they find out the woman they love also loves them back? Like they’ve been pining for months/YEARS even!! Maybe they still do or at some point they decide to abandon all feelings but then she tells them herself or maybe she or April accidentally let’s it slip to the turts. Would they immediately make a move? Would they get embarrassed and withdraw? I need to knowwwww 💙❤️💜🧡

Awwwn, thank you soooo much! Seriously, reading this makes me so happy. Hope you like it! ♡♡♡♡

Do You Like Me Too? *⁠.⁠✧

Leo had trained himself to set his feelings aside. So he kept everything bottled up—only allowing himself brief moments to imagine what it would be like if you felt the same way.

But that all changes one night while you and Leo are practicing together. You’ve been working on some new moves, and Leo’s been your patient mentor, guiding you, helping you adjust your stance.

After a particularly successful move, he gives you an approving smile. "Nice job, (Y/N). You’re really getting the hang of it."

You grin, catching your breath as you hold his gaze. But then, suddenly, your face softens, and the words slip out almost like a sigh: "Maybe I’m just trying to impress you."

Leo freezes, his heart hammering. He’s sure he must have misheard. "What?"

"I like you, Leo. Like… really like you." You smile shyly, as if the weight of your confession is finally off your shoulders. "I don’t think I could have hidden it much longer."

For a split second, Leo’s mind races. Every reason he’s ever come up with to keep his distance vanishes. His face softens, and he takes a deep breath, daring to move closer.

"I—" His voice catches, and he looks down, gathering his thoughts. "I thought I could just… bury these feelings and keep them hidden. For the sake of you, really. I didn’t want you to feel any kind of pressure…or guilt."

Your heart aches at the vulnerability in his eyes, and you reach up to gently cup his face, bringing his gaze back to yours. "Leo, you don’t have to hold back. I don’t want you to."

"I’ve loved you for so long, (Y/N)," he whispers, his voice rough with emotion. "But I thought it was selfish of me to want you in my life that way."

Your gaze softens as you lean in closer. "Then let yourself be selfish for once, Leo."

He closes the remaining distance between you, pressing his lips softly against yours in a kiss that speaks of all the months he’s held back

“I think I could get used to this,” he murmurs, his voice filled with happiness.

Raph tried to deny his feelings for you for as long as he could. Sure, he’d admired you, flirted a little, maybe even let his jealousy slip out when someone else had your attention. But he never dared to take it any further. You deserved better, he’d tell himself, so he kept his distance and convinced himself it was better this way.

April, though, had always seen right through him. She knew he was hiding a soft spot under that gruff exterior, and she'd caught on to his little glances and subtle protectiveness.

One day, she comes over to your place with a casual, “So…when are you finally gonna tell Raph that you like him too?”

You blink, stunned. “Excuse me?”

April goes still, the color draining from her face as she realizes her mistake. “Oh no, I didn’t mean to—oh man, please don’t tell Raph I said anything.”

But you’re still processing, and your cheeks flush. “Wait, he…he likes me?”

April’s eyes widen as she realizes the floodgate she’s just opened. “Um…well, yeah, he kinda has for a long time.” She winces, giving you a guilty smile. “But he’d kill me if he knew I told you.”

You can’t help but smile, your heart racing at the thought. “I think it’s time I go have a talk with him.”

Raph’s sitting in the gym later that evening, he doesn’t notice you at first, so you clear your throat, causing him to look up, startled.

“Oh, hey,” he says, masking his surprise. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”

You sit beside him, watching as he fidgets with a wrench, not quite meeting your eyes. After a moment, you take a deep breath. “Raph… April told me something today. And I need to know if it’s true.”

He freezes, his grip on the wrench tightening. “Oh yeah? What’d she say?”

“She…mentioned that you might have feelings for me.”

The wrench clatters to the floor as Raph turns to you, his face a mixture of panic and frustration. “Damn it, April—she wasn’t supposed to say anything.”

You reach out, placing a hand on his arm to calm him. “Raph, it’s okay. Actually… it’s more than okay.”

He looks up at you, searching your face, his eyes filled with hope and uncertainty. “What’re you saying?”

You smile, your own cheeks flushing. “I feel the same way, Raph. I’ve been wanting to tell you for ages, but I was worried about how you’d react.”

For a moment, he just stares at you, as if waiting for the punchline. Then, unable to hold back, he pulls you into a tight hug, pressing his forehead against yours.

"Damn, I thought you’d never notice," he whispers, his voice rough but full of relief.

Donnie had always been the hopeless romantic, pining for you in ways that even he knew were a little over the top. He could spend hours in his lab thinking about you, wondering if maybe, just maybe, you could ever feel the same. But he never dared to say anything, especially when every little interaction with you made his heart race to the point he thought he’d lose all composure.

But April knew. Of course she did; she could read Donnie like a book. And on one of your usual visits to the lair, she accidentally lets something slip.

"Donnie, you’re so silly!" you laugh, watching him fumble through some tech explanation he’s giving you. The way you smile at him has him grinning like a fool, and April can't resist rolling her eyes. She's seen this situation too many times, and as she leans back, she accidentally mutters, “If only she knew how much you’re into her…”

You freeze. “Wait, what?” You turn to April, wide-eyed, and Donnie goes pale, his mouth opening in horror as he stares at April.

April realizes her slip-up too late, and her cheeks go red. “I mean—I…uh, have to go grab something from the kitchen!” she stammers, bolting before either of you can ask her another question.

There’s a long, awkward silence as you turn to Donnie, waiting for an answer. “Is that true?” you ask softly.

Donnie’s eyes dart around, searching for some form of escape, but when none appears, he swallows hard and nods. “Yeah… it’s true. I’ve liked you for…a long time, actually.” His face flushes as he finally admits it, looking anywhere but at you.

A small smile tugs at your lips, and you reach out to gently touch his arm. “Donnie… I like you too.”

The words hit him like a shockwave, and his wide eyes finally meet yours. “Wait—what? You…you like me?”

You nod, your smile growing, and that’s all he needs. Slowly, a shy but delighted smile spreads across his face, and he lets out a little laugh, his fingers brushing against yours. "I never thought this day would actually come," he whispers.

With a grin, you step closer, and he reaches out, letting his hand brush your cheek before finally leaning in, pulling you into a gentle kiss, his heart racing with pure joy.

Mikey had always been open about his affection for you. Playful, flirty, and constantly teasing, he never held back with compliments and affectionate gestures. But you’d always just laughed and brushed him off, thinking it was just part of his personality.

What you didn’t know was that underneath his bright smiles and lighthearted antics, he’d been pining for you, hiding just how much he cared. For months, he’d wondered if you could ever take him seriously, if you’d ever see him as more than a friend.

One day, you decided to finally tell him how you felt. You’d noticed he’d been holding back a bit lately, that maybe, just maybe, he didn’t want to joke around as much. So you decided to risk it, showing up at the lair to talk to him.

He greets you with his usual grin, "Hey, (Y/N)! What’s up?"

"Mikey… can we talk for a sec?"

His smile falters, and he swallows, his hands fidgeting as he looks at you. "Yeah, of course. What’s on your mind?"

You take a deep breath, your heart pounding. "I just wanted to tell you that… well, I like you. More than a friend, I mean."

For a second, Mikey’s face is blank, and then it lights up in pure, unfiltered joy. "Wait—are you serious?" He lets out a little laugh, almost like he can’t believe it. "You really like me?"

"Yeah," you say, your own smile growing as you see how genuinely happy he looks. "I mean, I thought you’d already know by now."

Mikey practically bounces on his feet, letting out a loud whoop. Without missing a beat, he pulls you into a hug, lifting you slightly as he spins you around, laughing with pure excitement.

"I knew it! I knew there was something between us!" he says, eyes shining. Then he looks at you with a playful grin, leaning close as he whispers, "Guess that makes me your favorite turtle, huh?"

With a laugh, you press a kiss to his cheek, and he turns bright red but doesn’t stop smiling.

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Do you write for 2012? If so I wanted to know if you write Donnie but if not this can be for Mikey (aged up if you want to put it)

Date night for reader and the turtle (2012/of your choice) , reader teasing the turtle under the table as the waiter/waitress is trying to talk to them to hear their order but some words coming from their turtle boyfriend is slightly slurred (reader can be female bodies but overall gn 🤷‍♀️). After date night (turtle of choice) drags reader to their shared bedroom and then the fun starts 👍

If requests aren't open ignore me 🙌 byeee ✨

Table Tease (18+)

2012!Donatello x reader

A/N: I do write for 2012, I just haven’t done a lot for them yet😅 I’ve changed it from a date night to a family dinner setting, but otherwise it’s the same. Hope you like it💜

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All characters are aged up.

Warnings: Spelling, public foreplay, turtley anatomy.

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What do you do when you’re in the mood, but your boyfriend is in a deep discussion with his oldest brother? You know what, double that. What do you do when you’re in the mood, but you and your boyfriend are sitting at the dinner table with all of his family and closest friends, eating pizza? Well, your first instinct was to push it away. You were an adult after all. You were perfectly capable of pushing any needs away for a more appropriate time. And that was what you decided to do, turning towards Donatello, so you could follow along in the conversation he was having with Leonardo. But you quickly found that your attention wandered, turning their conversation to background noise as you took in your boyfriend's appearance next to you.

You had been with Donnie for so long, yet his face, body and personality never seized to amaze you. His brilliant mind inside of his beautiful head. The way he saw the world and his intricate thoughts had always fascinated you. Almost just as much as his body did. You had always found yourself drawn to Donnie. His tall standing stature and his strong muscles. Even the small details, such as the vein on his neck that would stand out on his neck when he was concentrated, or the veins that ran down his forearms and over his hands.

His hands… If there was one thing that could send you into a dream zone, it was Donnie’s hands. The amount of times you had caught yourself staring at his hands, thinking about all the things they had done to you in the past was too many to count. And now, at the table with Donnie’s family, that was exactly what you did. Watching his hands move as he talked, remembering what they did to you last night. How they had held your legs open for him, giving him all the space he needed before devouring you with his mouth, while using his skilled fingers to bring you closer to the edge. You rubbed your legs together at the thought. Suddenly it seemed very hard to push those before mentioned needs away. And with that, an idea came to the forefront of your thoughts, bringing a smug smile to your face.

Unable to contain yourself any longer, you slowly let a hand slide under the table, before it made its way to Donnie’s knee. For you to place your hand on your boyfriend’s knee was nothing new. It was just yet another way for the two of you to show affection, just like a couple normally would. It was therefore that Donnie’s reaction to your hand was so stubble, with a sweet smile shut in your direction, before he continued his talk with Leo. He even moved his knee closer to you, enjoying the feeling of your warm hand against his skin. But you had no intention of just letting your hand rest there.

A few moments later, while you acted like you were listening to a conversation between Raph, Mikey and Casey, you moved your hand further up Donnie’s leg, letting it rest on his thigh. His leg jumped a bit at this, as a reaction to a surprise. But Donnie did not move his leg away. Instead he gave you a look out of the corner of his eye. He knew what you were doing, but he had no intention of stopping you. So therefore you let your hand slide up even further, just to the point where Donnie’s thigh met the rest of his body, your pinky finger grazing softly against his plastron. Donnie shuffled slightly in his seat at this, a small sigh flowing through his nose as he strained his concentration on Leo’s words. You bit back a smile, nodding at something Mikey said.

Your hand slowly moved across the lower area of Donnie’s plastron, until you found the slit of his already sensitive cloaca. As your pointy and middle finger slowly traced his slit, you felt him tense up slightly, his breath becoming ever so slightly heavier. You could feel the effect you had through his cloaca, the feeling it retract and twitch under your touch. You noticed how Donnie had stopped talking, and was now nodding at whatever Leo had to say, before answering with one or two words. That was when an idea made its way into your head.

Your fingers played around on the outside of Donnie’s cloaca, teasing him ever so slightly with each touch, just waiting for their moment to paunch. That came when Donnie calmed down ever so slightly, getting a little used to the feeling of your fingers against him. Then, finally, Leo ceased to talk, giving Donnie the que to talk. And as he opened his mouth, your fingers did their move. Your two fingers moved through his slit, smoothly sliding through his slice.

“I agree, that move is too slow. It should be more like-”. Donnie stopped mid sentence, his last word being stretched out and slurred. Leo looked at his brother in concern.

“Donnie? Are you okay?”, Leo asked.

“Yes!”, Donnie quickly answered, holding up his pizza slice for his big brother to see, his speech continuing to be slurred ever so slightly. “It’s just, you know, when that bit of pizza hits the right spot”. He punctuated the last word with his knee nudging against yours. In turn you asked Casey about the thing he was talking about, before thrusting your fingers into Donnie’s slit once more, threatening to make the poor guy drop on the spot. This made Donnie hide a moan with another bit of his pizza slice.

You continued your torture on Donnie, until you felt the familiar hardness against your fingers. Donnie took in a big breath, bracing himself for the drop. But then, just before he could allow himself to slip out, you removed your fingers, wiping his slick off on his thigh. Donnie snapped his head towards you, his eyes boring into you and your smug smile. Leo once again asked his brother in concern if he was okay, forcing Donnie to turn his attention back to their conversation. How Donnie was gonna make you and your smugness pay for that.

As people finished their food and got ready to leave the table, you knew you had to act fast.

“Well, that was fun”, you smiled as you stood from the chair. “Thank you so much for dinner, but I should probably get home now-”.

“Oh no, you don’t!”, Donnie exclaimed, jumping from his chair, grabbing on to you before you could walk too far. The shocked expression on everyone's faces brought him back to reality, remembering that the two of you weren’t alone. Flustered and unsure of what to do, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, before running to his bedroom, leaving them staring after you in confusion.

Once inside Donnie’s bedroom, he slammed the door shut with a loud bang, using his foot. He wasted no time before throwing you onto the bed with a yelp. He climbed on top of you, holding your arms down by your head, and forcing your legs apart using the knee you had felt on a few moments ago. You giggled up at him, already knowing what danger you were in.

“What do you have to say for your defense?”, Donnie smiled mischievously, his face mere centimeters from yours, his thumbs stroking your wrists, and using his other leg to spread your other leg open for him.

“Upsi?”, you smiled innocently, giving your shoulders a small shrug.

“You just fingered me while I was talking to my brother, until I almost dropped right under the table, in front of my whole family, and all you have to say is; ‘upsi’?”, Donnie asked, giving you one last chance to redeem yourself.

“Yup!”, you nodded with a big smile, almost eager to see what your boyfriend was going to do about it.

Donnie tsked and shook his head from side to side, bringing your wrists to one hand, allowing his other hand to move down your body, feeling your sides as he moved his hand down to the button and zipper of your pants. “That was not the answer I was looking for, (Y/N)”.

“It wasn’t?”, you said, acting oblivious, fighting a satisfied smile as Donnie’s hand ran down past your pants and into your underwear. “I had no idea”.

Donnie’s hand grazed your sensitive folds, just like you had done to his cloaca just a few moments ago. At the feeling of your slick against his finger, Donnie smiled down at you. “Already wet?” He smoothed his finger against your wet folds, enjoying the way you curled your legs up around him. “Is that from teasing me during dinner?”

“Maybe”, you sighed, slightly grinding yourself against his finger to gain some friction.

Donnie removed his finger from your pants, causing you to whine, until he moved his attention back onto your pants, letting go off your wrists to use both hands to pull them down along with your underwear.

“Luckily for you”, Donnie said as he threw them onto the floor, before moving to pull your shirt off of you. “I feel like we’ve been through enough foreplay already”. He threw your top and bra onto the floor. “So lay back and let me fuck that tease out of you”.

Fair to say, your idea worked on Donnie like a charm.

[tammyu-2]

hii can i request tmnt 2012 donnie meeting reader for the first time while the ninjas were at on a mission because she caught them while walking home and him js like falls in love on sight and his brothers tease him ☺️☺️☺️☺️

AHH THIS IS SO CUTE OFC

TMNT 2012 DONNIE FALLS FOR YOU AT FIRST SIGHT

There is no usage of y/n, swearing, female pronouns, awkward,Donnie being in love, and yeah, that's it.

A lil info on me, Leo and Donnie, are my favs

It had been a long ass day for you, to be honest. After all the long hours that occupied you, you were ready to pass out the second you walked into your apartment.

It just so happened that the turtles were fighting the kraang at the same time. In the same area. What a coincidence... even more of a coincidence that you walled right into the battlefield, too tired to even look up as you walked right through it.

The kraang are literal villians ofc they are gonna shoot you. So while you were too occupied looking like the burgains from the movie trolls 1 a kraang saw you and had to get rid of all witnesses. Luckily for you, a certain purple turtle scooped you up and dropped you on top of a building.

Naturally, you are confused. Not only by the fact that you just so quickly got onto the top of a building but the fact that a tall humanoid turtle had saved you. But tbh you read weird shit so it's not that much of a surprise. You looked up at your savior, and your gazes locked.

Now Donnie boy over here has a completely different mindset. Bc Holy shit your so pretty??? He is BLUSHING trust. Bc your hair is swaying from the wind while the moon light makes your eye shimmer. It was like you had made this man putty just by looking at him. Wait, is he staring??

He quickly goes to clear his throat, noting that he had indeed been staring too freakishly long. He doesn't wanna look too weird than he already is.

"Are you alright?"

"What are you-"

YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT. WHAT IF ITS OFFENSIVE TO THEIR KIND DUMBASS.

"I mean not to be rude, you know - I'm just wondering cause you know I've never seen anything like you - but not in a bad way. It's just that- you know you're like a walking talking fighting turtle, and that's freakishly weird - not freakishly weird! it's just - I'm gonna stop talking now.."

You have just insulted a man's (or should I say turtles) existence just by saying two sentences to this ...guy? Congrats.

You felt guilty till you heard him chuckle a bit at your word vomit. You didn't even know you were closing your eyes for anything after that till you opened them to see the turtle smiling dorkishly at you.

"It's fine I get that alot. I'm-"

He paused. Since he should be a secret, should he really tell you his name? May swell tell you the secret turtle base as well, seeing as though you're a cute stranger.

"-just glad your safe."

"Thanks to you. You saved my life."

The sincerity in your voice made his smile grow. You're not running away or screaming or looking away in disgust. It's like you saw him. Like really saw him. That or he is just delulu

"I- you know it's really no b-big deal.."

Smooth.

"It is to me."

"YO DONNIE STOP FLIRTING AND COME HELP OUR ASSES OVER HEAR!"

[If raph could swear he would do it all the time trust me]

Turns out during that awkward exchange, the turtles were yelling at Donnie to help them. Woops. He straightened and sent a scowl to raph. He turned to you, giving you a sheepish grin.

"I uh gotta go.."

"It's cool go do your ninja stuff."

Today might be the day he starts a diary. He waves you goodbye and jumps down into battle.

Huh. Finding a humanoid turtle was not on your to-do list, but you're expecting it. He seemed nice enough... After that, thought another popped up that made you groan. You're trapped on a flipping building.

Once the kraang escaped and the turtles all unloaded into the living room of the liar all tired. Now was time for questioning.

"What the hell was that, Don? You left us to go ask for a chick's number. Meanwhile, we were getting our asses handed to us. And by we, I mean Mikey.

He said, earning an offended 'hey!' from said turtle.

"Yeah you were up there for a while..."

"I was just checking on a civilian that got caught in the crossfire of our fight."

He said back matter a factly. Earning (non-existent) eye brow raises from his brother.

"Dude, you totally like her!"

"Wha- I mean- no- what??"

He spluttered, trying to defend himself, but nothing can convince his brothers otherwise.

"Awe, how cute Don likes someone that isn't April."

"I think so but seriously, not in the middle of a mission."

"DONNIE LIKES A GIRLLL DONNIE LIKES A GIRLLL!"

Please let the earth swallow him up right now.

So as the days went by you two met up a second time and decided to casually meet up a third. You became a trusted friend to him and the turtles. That only made the teasing worse. Such as making kissy faces at Donnie while your back was turned. Making teasing remarks here and there about how long Donnie is taking to pursue you.

Even Splinter lightly jokes about how he approves of you already. And let's be honest. He has a whole wall covered in solutions on how to set up the perfect plan to help him get with you. He always covers it when you come around.

The difference between you and April is that you actually are starting to like him to. You love when he explains stuff you can't understand and how he treats you like a literal princess but knows you can handle yourself. He makes cute gadgets here and there to help you with your every day life and all of this is making him grow on you and you honestly secretly blush too at the teasings of his brothers. But only they can catch that. Donnie is clueless.

Chat what we thinking? I actually really like this. It's so cute I adore this. I love this ask that you so much!!!!!

But yeah, enjoy

~Tammy<3

[dessertpanda]

The Music Box

2012Donnie x FemReader (fluffy/a little angst) MasterList

[FINALS ARE OVER AND IM FREEEE!!!!! Anyways! I'm so happy, i know ive been like MIA but i promise, I'll get y'all as many chapters as possible!!! Okay.... WHO HERE LOVES  2012 TURTLES!! Me i do... and Donnie is one of my favorites... Anyways this is becoming way too long... My point is... everyone remembers the Music box/ Big Foot episode right? Anyways this is based on that a Donnie x FemReader!.. please enjoy]

   "Ugh" Donnie sat, arms resting against the railway of the farmhouse porch. He was gazing into the night sky, unsure how to react to the day's rejection. The music box he had worked so hard on... from the construction of it, the careful song selection... the specific images chosen to decorate the delicate gift. He couldn't help but wonder if this whole crush thing was really worth it... Even after the kiss she gave him after the Big Foot incident... Going as far as calling him 'My Mutant.' her voice rang through his head... but was he really? "No... no, I'm just... A mutant... nothing more." He knew this... he'd known this for so long but, yet "God, I'm such an idiot," The soft thud of the music box falling from his hands didn't even faze him.

"D? You okay?" Y/n's soft voice rang out through the empty woods. Donnie glanced back at the front door, eyes slightly narrowing at her appearance.

"Oh, Hey..."  From the look in his eyes, she knew he had been crying, not to mention the slight rough end to his voice. He barely recognized her existence, simply drifting into his own little world.

"Okay, Y/n... let's help him out." She muttered to herself, kneeling down to gently retrieve the discarded music box. "It's beautiful!" As she stood to full height... she couldn't help but admire the careful craftsmanship that Donnie had put into it. Running her fingers softly over the engravings that littered the side. Each flower, letter, star... was all hand carved. She couldn't take her eyes away from the masterpiece... only looking away when she heard Donnie's frustrated groan.

"Not good enough apparently..." Shaking his head with a scowl... his voice hoarse. He looked over as the soft music began to play from the box... a soft gasp escaped Y/n's throat.

"It... you even had it play her favorite song..."

"I know..." Donnie sighed, leaning down to rest his head on his arms... a solemn look still present on his face. She could see him trying hard to suppress the sour feelings of rejection and sadness.

"Wanna... take a walk? Maybe talk a little?" She gently sat the music box on the swing chair that softly swayed with the night's air.

"Sure... sounds better than... whatever I'm doing right now" Pushing himself up off the railing, and slowly followed Y/n down the steps. For the first while, they walked in silence, the wildlife alone filling the void. The sounds of Owls softly cooing and rodents running across the ground. After getting a decent distance from the house, Y/n determined it was time to talk.

"Alright Turtle man... time to spill that heart." She watched as his shoulders slumped slightly, making his way over to a large rock and sitting his shell on it. Y/n could tell he wasn't exactly in a talking mood but followed his lead, sitting next to him on the rock, gently encouraging him.

"I just... really wanted to impress her..." he gently kicked the dirt, trying his best to avoid eye contact with her.

"Well... I don't think my opinion matters to you as much as hers but... I think it's impressive." She shrugged softly.

"Yeah... you're right...it doesn't... and she didn't." He murmured, the bitter tone did little to hurt Y/n's feelings, knowing he was in his feels. Never raising his gaze higher than the base of the tress.

"I'm sorry D... She just doesn't realize what she's missing."  A loud sigh left the tech genius. Gently shaking his head...

"I'm sorry for my harsh tone... it's not your fault..." he finally lifted his gaze to meet her y/c/e's. "It's not hers either... I just... I need to get over this little crush." he stared at her face for a moment... subconsciously admiring her features... "I... I don't exactly know how to do that tho..."

"Well..." Y/n blushed softly at his gaze... knowing he wasn't exactly looking at her... simply trying to focus his attention on anything other than his broken heart. "How about we do... Pros and cons! That way you can clearly see her... not just through rose-colored lenses." She hummed, pulling her T-phone from her pocket to take notes... "okay! Ready when you are! Let's start with the pros!"

She patiently waited as Donnie thought over all the pros about the redhead. "W-well her personality and sense of humor are some of the firsts that come to mind," he hummed, setting his hand against his chin in thought. "and she's a very intelligent girl," Y/n could only huff at his longing look. "She's... empathetic and protective... and..." He hummed... signifying that he had concluded his list.

"Okay... seems pretty good! Now... some bad things." She hummed, gently tapping away at her phone before looking up at him.

"She... can be judgmental at times... and she holds grudges for the longest time..." she glanced up at the sound of his shell scratching against the rock... watching as he sank to the floor, back preset near her legs.

"And... she's demanding... jumps to conclusions over anything," Y/n smirked softly... feeling his rage and annoyance slowly seeping through. "She... plays with my emotions! a-and doesn't appreciate anything I do!" With fast movements, he was constantly changing his position. Finally settling on a standing one, pacing back and forth in front of Y/n. With a soft hum, Y/n nodded along, making sure to put little star emojis by the traits he seemed most annoyed with.

 "Okay... another decent list!" gently setting the phone down on the spot Donnie was once sitting. "Okay... how about we talk about another person's positive traits!!" With a raised eyebrow, Donnie softly nodded. Curious as to the reason but trusting her nonetheless.

"Well... Raph is very protective, stubborn but... strong... and loving." He chuckled softly at the thoughts of his brother.

"Awesome! Let's keep going! continue, onto another!" She was glad Donnie's mode was shifting... slowly but steadily.

"Mikey is a good cook, and always knows how to bring the mood! Not to mention his enthusiastic attitude is something to envy!" He stopped his pacing for a moment... turning to face away from Y/n and just staring into the woods. "Then there's Leo... his sense of justice is impeccable, he's determined and funny... and just overall all," He turned to Y/n with a bright smile on his face. "Just all of my Brothers are... amazing," She giggled softly at his upbeat mood. "and... you!" he hushed as he was staring at her.

"Me?..." She tilted her head, and a soft nod signaled him to continue...

"You... you're very caring, kind, empathetic... and so patient with me... my brothers," He was back to playing with the dirt... but his words continued to flow "You're smart, strong... and pretty... PRETTY FUNNY!" He was quick to follow his words... trying to cover up his slip. "a-and you're sarcastic! But that adds to you being pretty funny." He moved to look at her again... his smile still bright.

"Feeling better?"

"yeah... a lot actually..." He moved again, taking his original spot on the rock... taking Y/n's T-phone into his hands. "This... helped... in an odd way." He sighed, handing her back her T-phone, before leaning back onto his arms.

"Wanna hear some pros and cons about you?" She scooted closer to him, gently patting his arm. He wasn't expecting her to offer such things. But after a few short moments, he nodded softly, somewhat nervous about what she could potentially say. "Hmm well for starters you're a literal genius, not to mention just how quick of a thinker you are!" She hummed softly, before continuing. "Anything scientist related you give 100 percent! And you're so caring, especially towards the person you love," She giggled softly glancing up to see his reaction.

"I... what else?" His face was flushed, a red color pigmented even through his green skin.

"oh! Your gap tooth is so cute! and the little whistle it does when you're sleeping... BUT C-Cons!! Right, you!" She gently cleared her throat, stopping herself before she went too far. "c-cons... you can be a little workaholic... and you're slightly obsessive." she finished, looking in the complete opposite direction of him, trying to hide the blush that littered her cheeks.  However, a three-fingered hand gently tugged her face so she would face him again.

"Y/n...thank you... really," He held a soft smile, looking into her eyes.  His own brownish-red ones held a soft gleam. He was flushed beyond belief but... he knew he had to thank her... for not only lighting his mood... but also showing him... just how amazing he was. "I know... now... that love will be a far-off thing for me but, it's nice to know you appreciate me.," He let out a soft gasp when she suddenly took hold of the hand on her face.

"Donnie... please don't think you're unlovable... just because April doesn't see you... doesn't mean there's not another girl who looks at you with the same eyes you give her,"  She smiled softly, pressing his hand closer into her cheek... "I promise... there's another girl... far closer than you think." She watched as his eyes gathered with tears, but he had a lax look.

"Thank you... I... I promise that when I'm ready...I'll love that girl... to the moon and back..." His heart was pounding. For his own good, he knew he should wait to truly ask her... but he needed her to know... to know that he understood her words... wholeheartedly.

"Don't worry Donnie... I'll be here," she hummed, leaning her head towards his face... watching as he closed his eyes... just soaking in her words..."I'll be here..." She whispered, before finally resting her forehead against his.

(OKAY HEAR ME OUT... this 2012 Donnie sometimes reminds me of Sanji... anyways!! hope you all enjoyed!! and I love yall!!!

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)

[lulu-tutu]

Do you take platonic requests?

If so, could I request head-cannons, or anything you like really, of Splinter (can be 2012 or rottmnt) becoming a father figure for a reader who doesn’t have one? The reader becomes friends with the turtles and spends a lot of time at the lair, obviously because they want to spend time with their turtle buds, but also because they really like talking to Splinter and he kinda picks up on it after a while and decides “yep, I have a 5th kid now”.

Sorry if this is a bit of a strange request.

Father Figure ⭐️ Splinter (Platonic)

A/N: This wasn’t a strange request at all, I love requests like this because they really pull at my heartstrings. Was super fun to write, and I tried my best not to tear up as Father/Child scenes make me emotional lmao

Pairing(s): Platonic!Splinter x GN!Reader

Warning(s): Like, two swear words, teeny tiny bit of angst? Overall very soft <3

Proof read :)

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Spending so much of your free time down in the lair meant not only hanging out with the turtles, but also becoming close to their dad, Splinter.

So much time in fact that it started to feel like he was becoming your own dad.

The first time you had a proper conversation with him was when you were having a sleepover at the lair. While everyone else was knocked out cold in their own rooms, you couldn’t catch a wink of sleep, so you decided to check out the one place the guys spend most of their time; the Dojo.

You first thought was to just marvel at the range of weapons they had, but you weren’t even close to doing that when you spotted a meditating Splinter sitting silently in the middle of the room.

Breathing a sigh of relief that the sound of you entering the room didn’t disturb him, you went to back out when his voice startled you. “Cannot sleep?”

Ah, shit. You fucked up.

Not wanting to be rude, you sheepishly nod, “Yeah, I’m really sorry for disturbing you. I just wanted to try and tire myself out by walking around.”

It was then that he gently patted the space in front of him, inviting you over. With nothing else to do and honestly, why would you even decline, you complied and sat in front of him.

That night the two of you talked for a few hours. It started off a little bit awkward on your part, not knowing exactly what to say to him, but he was kind enough to lead the conversation.

You talked about the turtles, when they were younger and just learning how to defend themselves, about some of your future plans, if you had any that is, and if not, he would try and give you a push in the right direction with small ideas he thought would suit you.

At some point, your home life was brought up. You explained to him that it was just you and your mother when you were growing up. You never had a proper father figure, but you would never trade your mother in for the world.

He tells you that your mother did a wonderful job of bringing you up :’)

As time went by, you spent more and more time with Splinter. He’s shown you a few defensive moves in case anything were to happen when the boys weren’t around to help you, to which you profusely thanked him for. He was so proud when you managed to pin him down once (though he wouldn’t tell you that he was obviously going easy)

You two drink tea together a lot, and if you didn’t like tea, he would manage to find you something you would prefer.

At some point he begins to call you his child, it started off as ‘Okay, it’s because I’m a teenager, I understand’, but at some point to both you and him it starts sounding more like he’s definitely adopted you. And he has.

He tells you about Miwa and his past family, which you take in with watery eyes and a soft smile. At that point, you knew you were apart of the family.

Sometimes the guys like to tease you and Splinter, Raph often stating that “Well since you’re his favourite child-“

You would just grin with your hands on your hips, “I am the favourite child, thank you very much. Now if you excuse me, I’m telling dad that you ate my slice of pizza.” Just to be petty lmao

If you’re ever upset, your go to person would be Splinter. Something about the way he hugs you so tightly, with so much care in his embrace just makes you sob it all out until you felt better, his calming words making everything seem so little.

When Father’s Day arrives, you might or might not have actually celebrated it with him and the turtles. You bought him an actual cake that you all shared, and took plenty of photos to hang around the lair and in his room. It was a day to remember, especially when you could spot the little tears in his eyes.

Overall, Splinter is the best dad you could ever want, and you make sure he knows that.

[obsessedwrhys]

TMNT (SOME VERSIONS)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Symbols

fluff = 🦋 , angst = 🪐 , smut = 🍒 , goofy = 🎧

Headcanons:

Lovesick!Leo x Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Snake!Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Touchstarved!Reader 🦋

Meeting The Brothers For The First Time 🦋

ROTTMNT x Medusa!Reader 🦋

Stories:

Science vs Magic (Rise!Donnie x Telekinetic!Reader) / Donnie disapproves your magical abilities 🦋🪐

A Love Beyond Logic (Rise!Donnie x Magical!Reader) / How Donnie would deal with a magical girlfriend 🦋

Series:

-None yet-

[vampwritesstuff]

if you dont mind, can i request sfw headcanons on how the tmnt show affection towards their (gender-neutral) crush/partner before and after getting together? your tmnt headcanons are so cute ❤

TMNT Brothers Showing Affection

Yes !! So requests may come out slower because I’m currently in trouble with my parents and I won’t have much time to post headcannons and stuff- oops but I will work on some of the requests that I do have during this time and close my requests until I can post more !

Type: Headcannons

TMNT Version: unspecified, but I imagined 2012/Bayverse while writing this !

Requested?: Requested, refer to ask above

CW: None, gender neutral reader

LEO

- Before you guys get together, he’s actually very respectful of your boundaries and doesn’t really go past hugging unless you initiate a different form of physical contact like hand holding.

- Short circuits if you even hold his hand before y’all start dating.

- Will give you a nickname or two but they’re usually just plays on your name and not like pet names.

- Although he totally uses them like pet names and uses them to flirt.

- Poor boy just wants to grab your face and kiss you all over 😔

- He gets much more bolder with his affection after you get together.

- Is actually the one who initiates most cuddle sessions.

- He’s touch starved so please just hold him and he’ll melt like putty.

- Likes to just nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck while hugging you from behind and doesn’t care what you’re doing.

RAPH

- Before you start dating, he’s not really affectionate at all.

- Seriously, all you might get is a fist bump or a high five.

- However there may have been a few occasions where he got really happy and actually picked you up into a bear hug and spun you around while shouting.

- Refuses to acknowledge that ever happened though.

- Totally a softie once you start dating though.

- And those bear hugs? LAWD HIS HUGS WOULD BE LIKE HEAVEN.

- Very very good hugs, 10/10 absolutely recommend.

- He’s like your personal weighted blanket, he will just lay on top of you whenever he feels like it.

- But obviously he doesn’t put his full weight cause he’s afraid he may crush you.

- If you’re shorter than him, he’s definitely picking you up to reach high places.

MIKEY

- Not much of a difference before and after you start dating, he’s a very affectionate person in general.

- Maybe his hugs and such become a bit more romantic feeling than friendly?

- Loves holding your hands, like literally can’t get enough of it.

- If he hasn’t gotten to see you in a while he will quite literally koala hug you and not let go for a solid 10 minutes.

- Gives you head pats. That’s it. That’s all I gotta say on that.

- He plays with your hair, doesn’t care how short/long/etc. it is, he’s finding a way to run his fingers through your hair.

- 10/10 head massages.

- Speaking of massages, he has a habit of rubbing your shoulders when you’re feeling stressed.

- Likes to cuddle up on the couch of the lair while you guys eat pizza and watch tv.

DONNIE

- This man does not know how to function around you before you start dating.

- Literally cannot handle any physical affection because he just short circuits.

- He just sticks to trying to impress you with his inventions.

- Eventually is okay enough to handle simple contact like quick side hugs.

- Oh but after you start dating? He is ALL over you.

- Loves to have you sit on his lap while he’s working in his lab.

- Quite literally made a chair that makes it possible for it to happen while being very comfortable at the same time.

- Still gives you lots of gifts that he makes.

- Please tell him that his inventions make you happy, he loves hearing that from you.

[tmntxthings]

一∑ Electric Shock・゜・。

request: He’s on a solo mission to track down a mutant that appeared on his radar. Tried to get his brothers to tag along but they were too busy with whatever stupid contest. So he goes out to apprehend the evil doer!! Only to appear upon the scene of a beautiful “villain” who keeps zapping all through the electronics at this big store…bonus points if the villain is as energetic as the electricity coursing through them as they zap giddily all around him and make this capture out to be a rather… difficult one? aka Donnie encounters an eccentric, too-much-to-handle cutie

author’s note: for my dearest @marwhoa >.< it’s not much so sorry but I couldn’t really think of a better ending <33 thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy

warnings: rlly short, unedited, fluff

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When Donnie’s tech worked. It made him ridiculously happy. Something he worked on day and night, coming to life before his fingertips and functioning its intended purpose??? Absolute bliss! So when his radar picked up another mutant on the loose, he was all too happy bounding into the main section of the lair to show his brothers.

“Guys!! Look, my radar hit another mutant’s frequency!”

He wasn’t met with the same enthusiasm. In fact it seemed everyone was hollering and yelling over one another in a heated argument.

“No! Space Heroes is the best show ever—“

About their favorite show..?

“Guys??” Donnie called out, waving his radar in hand. He was quite blatantly ignored as Mikey started covering his ears and screaming in denial that ‘No Space Heroes is laaaame’

Donnie groaned to himself as he departed. He figured he could take this mission solo if no one was even going to pay attention to his presence. “Sometimes I wonder how we’re even ‘related’” Donnie mumbled as he made quick work of grabbing his bo staff and exited the lair out into the sewers.

He decided he would stay underground until he got close enough to the ping that the radar had detected. The occasional beep kept him company as he glanced down every now and again to see if he was getting any closer.

Donnie beamed with pride as the radar started to beep rapidly, indicating he was very close to the target. He turned off the radar, clipped it to the leather strap on his plastron and climbed out of the sewer through a manhole.

It was quiet.. too quiet as he peered around before completely exposing himself to the topside of New York. A couple of yards away sat the most beloved store in the entire city. It held some of the finest tech around and Donnie was beside him to have the chance to look around—

Ah, wait wait no. He was on a mission! Though… the radar had led him here. So maybe the mutant was into tech??? Trying to steal it?!? The thought had him moving towards the building, even if it was just an excuse to get a closer look.

It was way past everyone’s bed time, so the store was rightfully closed. The only light around was from a lone street light—

Scratch that, it just flickered and went off completely.

And that’s when he heard it. Delightful giggles rang out. A symphony of tinkling chimes was what he could compare the sound to. It had him freezing and listening closely.

He wasn’t alone.

Surely it had to be the mutant.

But instead of grabbing his bo, Donnie moved stealthily with the shadows, sticking close to the side of the electronics building. He didn’t know whether to check inside through the glass windows or try to get on the roof for a vantage point of the whole area. Whilst overthinking, the laughter once again had his entire thought process coming to a stop.

And it sounded like it was coming from above..!!!!

As Donnie looked up he literally felt his entire being go slack. His arms that had been pressed into the building’s side went straight down, as his mouth fell open.

A floating, glowing angel— person— no mutant! A beautiful flying, glowing mutant!! He watched as your hand extended out towards the street lamp, it suddenly flared to life, straining with how much light it was producing before the glass containing such velocity shattered.

You laughed once more, “That was nice but not enough, now youuuu~~” Your hand changes direction to the store full of gadgets and gizmos. “You will give me alllll the power I want!” Your body glowed brighter like it was reacting to your excitement. And even though Donnie was clueing in the fact that you were about to steal..energy..? Right yeah that must be it!

So that rounded your description to, beautiful glowing, floating, mutant villain. Bummer. But maybe he could convince you otherwise? It wasn’t exactly the smartest plan he ever came up with, but maybe he wanted to just try talking to you before swinging in with his stick. Yeah. He wanted to make a nice impression.

. . .

And we’re not gonna analyze too closely as to why. Because he surely wasn’t like insta-crushing on you or anything from first sight. Nope. Totallyyyyy not.

“Ahem!”

Donnie coughed and you whipped your head towards the noise, instantly aiming your hand at him. It shined brighter than the rest of your body. As if a ball of pure light was building up in your palm.

“Ah well, I was just wondering if maybe we could talk about not stealing all the energy out of my favorite store??” Donnie stumbled through some of that but mustered up enough will to speak! He felt greener than usual. Was he blushing?!

“Ohhhh,” your hand faltered, going a little dim. “Well, if this is your favorite store… I guess I could go to another!” You surmised cheerily.

Donatello started to smile at the kindness when he realized you were still going to steal. Even if it wasn’t from this store. “Wait wait! Why do you have to steal??”

“Because it’s fun!” That bright smile blinded him. Your statement making it sound as if that was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Well there’s definitely more fun things you could be doing..” Donnie tried to reason with you. Not really noting the fact that you were floating lower and closer to his position on the ground.

“Like what Mr…?”

“Oh! Donatello! Donnie I mean—“

“Nice to meetcha!” You bemused. “Now what exactly could be more fun that zapping all the power out of game stores and making me more powerful? Hmmmm?”

“Well!”

You waited with twinkling eyes.

“Uhhhh..”

Donnie swore he had an idea just a second before. But the longer your stared… and the closer you got.. the hotter he felt!! “You sure you can think of anything more fun than that?” You raised an eyebrow cheekily. Donnie swallowed.

“Y-you could hang out with me!”

Donnie closed his eyes promptly cringing at himself. That would probably only be fun for him. It seemed he was instantly hooked on your presence.

“Hmmm maybe so!”

His eyes opened quickly wide with shock. “Really??” It had meant to be just a thought but he spoke it aloud. You laughed for him then. He had made you laugh!!

“Really really,” You playfully winked. Finally stepping out of the sky and standing next to him. You were still glowing, but since you were closer now he saw that it wasn’t exactly on your person. Just surrounding you like a bubble. “Lead the way then Donnie-Bonnie! Where are we gonna go have some fun??”

Donnie absentmindedly wondered if dissuading a villain had ever gone so smoothly before…? He didn’t want to break whatever spell was happening in this moment so he nodded rapidly. Asking about your hobbies (other than stealing energy) and he found out that you quite enjoyed playing games and much as stealing power from them.

He could bring you down to the lair… they had a few arcade games there. But! He didn’t exactly want his brothers stealing all your attention or worse thinking you were an enemy. “I know just the place!” Donnie smiled and the two of you made your way to a late-night arcade. That was the start a very interesting night and an even more promising relationship!

[crackedpumpkin]

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a/n: Hello hello, and welcome to the final part of Oblivious! :) It's very delayed and a teensy bit rushed, and I apologise for that. I've been so busy with work, studying, and planning for my trip to Korea that I've been neglecting some of my writing lately. I'm currently backlogging chapters for various fics, so my good friend @theblindhag(Hey I know this is super last minute but can you help me out lol)) can help me post them when I'm overseas!

Thank you guys for loving this mini-series I continued from kite-anon's initial request. Kite anon, if you're seeing this, look at the legacy you've left behind lololol :) Enjoy!

[ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ]

“What do you think?”

You do a quick spin in the knee-length sundress you’ve just tried on, April humming in thought before giving you a thumbs up and a wide smile. You grin in response, giving yourself a glance over in the mirror.

“Do you think he’ll like it?”

“He’d be an idiot.” April snorts, dismissing your concerns with a simple wave of her hand. You giggle at her remark, doing one last twirl before nodding with a satisfied smile. You like the design and might even dare say that you look relatively pretty.

You pay for the dress, leaving the store with a quick thanks to the staff who assisted you both earlier. “I guess this was a successful hangout,” April says, handing you your shopping bag with the dress inside, transferring her own into her left hand so it won’t bump against your legs while the both of you walk.

“So, who’s this guy you’re going on a date with?” April hums with a teasing glint in her eyes. You hit her shoulder lightly with a playful scoff. 

“I see, so this was all so you could get the details outta me.” 

“Can’t help it if I'm curious.” She shrugs nonchalantly in response. “So? Who’s the lucky guy?”

“...Josh…”

“Which one? We have too many in our school. I swear, it’s like a plague.” She mutters.

You hesitate. “Josh Curtis.”

She gasps. “From Chemistry class?”

You nod with a sheepish smile, her wide eyes drawing a chuckle out of you. “I heard that he had a crush on someone in our class. Turns out it was you!” She gives you an impressed nod.

You laugh, pink tinting your cheeks as you shake your head. “I’m probably not them. I barely even speak to him.” You spot a cafe up ahead, relieved by a change in subject. “Didn’t you say you were craving a croissant? I’m starving. Let’s eat!”

April lets it slide with a raised brow and knowing smile, following you inside the quiet cafe. You order a latte and sandwich for yourself, along with a croissant and Diet Coke for April. You insist on paying since April took time out of her schedule to help you shop for your date.

You both sit in a secluded corner of the cafe, your phone vibrating in your pocket. You grab it, confused when you see the black screen. Ah. You reach into your pocket again, pulling out the T-Phone and answering the call without looking.

“What’s crackin’?”

“Not much, just wondering when you were gonna come over and pick up your jacket before your date.” 

You pause, speechless, when you realise it’s Donnie on the other end. You fumble for words, April watching your visibly stressed state with an amused grin. Ever since that day when you had asked to go back to how the both of you were before, he had resumed as if nothing had happened.

Sometimes you catch the little forlorn glances he gives you, brushing it off as guilt for not accepting your feelings. It was a little off-putting, though, how quickly Donnie had adapted to it. Sure, you’re the one who suggested pretending as if the whole heartbreak thing never happened, but he was getting over it quicker than you expected.

You frown slightly. He could’ve at least pretended to be affected.

“My jacket?”

“Yeah, I helped you wash it. Getting the tomato stain out was a little hard, but I figured something out.”

You huff with a thankful smile, running your fingers through your hair. “Thanks, Don. You didn’t have to.” You say gratefully. 

“Don’t worry about it. It’s no problem,” He replies with a chuckle. You feel your heart stutter ever-so-slightly, ignoring the sensation. It’s nothing to think about.

“I’ll swing by in a while, just gotta get ready for tonight’s date.” You glance at the clock, relieved when you realise there’s more than enough time to prepare. The server comes with the food you’ve ordered, and you thank him quickly before taking a sip of your latte.

“Alright, see ya then!” He hangs up promptly after his cheerful goodbye, and you lower the phone once the monotonous dial tone reaches your ears.

“So, how’s it going with you and Donnie?” 

You choke on your coffee, coughing as you process the sudden question. April hands you some tissues, gently patting your back as she waits for your response. Your coughs finally subside, looking back up once you pull yourself together.

“It’s going fine. We’re back to being friends now.” You say calmly. Well, as calm as you can be after choking on your drink.

“Are you happy?”

You flinch. You hesitate, looking down at your cup and nibbling on your lip as you think of how to respond. It’s not that you aren’t happy. You had Donnie back as a friend and recently hung out with the rest of the boys. You even had a date!

So why do you feel like something’s missing?

You shake your head, ridding yourself of such thoughts. 

You’re happy.

You are.

You have to be, right?

“I am,” You reply confidently, though the hint of uncertainty in your words says otherwise.

“Okay then,” She begins to eat her croissant. You smirk, an idea forming in your mind for some payback. You take another casual sip of your latte, setting it down and readying your ammunition.

“So, I heard that Jones asked you out in the hallway.”

You grin as she chokes.

— — — — — — — — —

“What’s crackin’?” You greet Mikey with a fist bump as he skates past you, making your way to Donnie’s lab after Mikey hollers his greetings in response.

You pause for a moment, taking a deep breath before you push the lab doors open. You hate how you still have to do that every single time, nervousness crawling around in your stomach like a worm about to consume its very first apple.

Donnie turns around, about to greet you, before his jaw goes slack, lips parted as he stares at you. You flush, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before subtly checking for any dirt on the dress you had bought. Was your makeup smudged? You’re pretty sure it isn’t. 

You straighten your back, coming to your senses. Why were you even concerned about what Donnie thought? You’re happy with how you look. 

You do a quick spin with a confident smile. “What do you think?” 

As if your voice snaps Donnie out of his daze, he clears his throat, averting his gaze and nodding. “I-it looks good. You look good.” He stutters slightly, shifting to grab your jacket. 

You take it with a grateful smile. You hear him swallow thickly when your eyes meet, taking the jacket from his hands. 

It couldn’t be…could it?

Nah, it’s probably nothing.

“Thanks for all the flashcards, Donnie,” You add, pulling out the stack of conversation starters from your purse and handing them back to him. He takes it from you with a simple nod and grin, seemingly having composed himself.

“I hope you have fun on your date. Make sure you get back safe and stay away from the trouble hotspots that I warned you about. Call me if you need anything, and if it gets chilly, make sure you wear your jacket. If he tries to pull anything, just let me know, and he’ll never see the light of day again. Do you have enough money for the cab fare, just in case-”

“I’ll be fine, Donnie.” You cut him off with a laugh. “If anything happens, you’ll be the first I’ll call,” You promise with a playful wink. 

“No,” He sighs, shaking his head. “I’ll accompany you there from the rooftops, just in case.”

— — — — — — — — —

The walk to the cinema is quiet. 

You cast a glance at Donnie, who’s walking beside you, eyes skimming over the way the skin between his eyes furrows as his lips purse into a slight frown. You lick your dry lips, glancing back down at your hands. 

“So,” You try to break the silence, tilting your head with a smile. “How’s it going?”

“Mmhm.”

“You good?”

“Mmhm.”

“You want some pineapple pizza?”

“Mmhm.”

You stop in your tracks. Donnie doesn’t notice, too engrossed in his thoughts. You prop your hands on your hips, brows furrowed in growing concern for your friend. “I got attacked by a Kraang last night.”

“Mmhm,” He hums again but pauses, rapidly blinking once he processes your words. “You got attacked by the Kraang?” His voice is filled with disbelief, hurrying back over to you and gently taking your wrists. He lifts them with worry, checking your arms for any bruises or scrapes.

You watch him for a moment, slowly placing your hands back down. He looks back at you with an uncertain gaze, breath stuttering when you look up at him with glitter-dusted eyelids, the subtle shimmer making the colour of your eyes pop.

You chuckle. “No, silly. You just looked so distracted. I figured this would be the only way to snap you out of it.” You spot the cinema up ahead and quicken your pace, wanting to avoid whatever awkwardness this entire exchange is.

“Well, I’ll update you on what happens,” You say, hands grazing the cool metal of the fire escape’s railings. You risk a look at him, only to find that he’s already staring. 

Neither of you looks away.

The beep of your phone signals a message, serving as a medium for you to snap out of whatever the hell this staring contest is. You clear your throat, checking your phone to see a message from your date for tonight. 

“Well, looks like I gotta go.” 

You begin to walk down the stairs, but you’re stopped by a hand grasping your elbow. You turn back, looking into conflicted auburn brown eyes. You raise your brows, waiting for Donnie to speak first. 

“I- uh,” He stammers, eyes darting all over the place. His hands are clammy, and you could easily tug your arm away from him.

But you choose not to, waiting patiently in silence. 

He’s scrambling for words to form a coherent sentence, and the corner of your lips tugs up into an amused smirk. If you didn’t know better, you’d have assumed that he’s trying to confess to you or something along those lines.

But there’s no way, obviously. 

 “It’s nothing.” he finally says, meeting your gaze with a newfound resolve. You’re surprised by the sudden change in attitude, your arm falling to your side when he lets go. You’re…oddly disappointed. 

“Okay…” Your steps are unsure, casting another look over your shoulder every few steps, almost as if you’re waiting for him to call you back – to stop you. Once you’re at the bottom, however, you look back up at the shadowed figure on the rooftop, watching him turn and leave the way you came. 

Your heart grows heavier with each step away, glancing back into the empty alleyway before taking a deep breath and standing upright, rolling your shoulders back. You couldn’t have a date like this. It’d be disrespectful. You enter the cinema, looking around for Josh. 

“Hey,” You greet Josh with a warm smile, walking up to the blonde head of hair you spot easily in the crowd. He moves away from the wall he’s leaning against, sliding his phone into his jacket pocket. 

“Hey,” He grins, handing you a small bouquet of flowers. It looked clumsy, the ribbon slightly messy. It looked handmade. His eyes are anxious, seeking yours for some form of validation. 

“Josh…” It’s too sweet of him, really. Your heart melts at the flush on his cheeks, accepting the flowers with a bashful smile. You take a moment to admire them, fingers brushing against the delicate petals. You look back at him, realising he’d dressed up for today.

He coughs, adjusting the collar of his shirt with a nervous smile. “Shall we?” He offers his arm out to you. You glance back at the entrance, your smile faltering when you remember Donnie’s gone. However, those thoughts are banished from your mind with a quick shake of your head.

You take Josh’s arm, and the both of you chat away as you walk to the theatre hall where the movie’s showing. The date is relatively peaceful, and you find yourself enjoying every moment. Josh is sweet, kind, and everything you could ever want.

But he’s not Donnie.

That in itself is enough to bring on a crushing weight on your chest, finding it hard to continue brushing off the wistful glances and goofy smiles Josh sends your way. Finally, the date ends where it began, having made casual conversation in the cafe next to the cinema’s entrance. 

Now’s the hardest part.

“Josh…Listen,” You’re caught off guard when he smiles, eyes hinting at the fact that he knows what’s about to be said. His hand rubs the back of his neck, a soft chuckle falling from his lips. 

Honest and sincere blue eyes meet yours, and the words die in your throat. But he nods, a silent encouragement for you to continue. God, how could you do this to someone so sweet? 

“I’m sorry,” You start, cheeks burning in shame. “I really appreciate everything you’ve done, and I really hope we can continue to be friends still… Would that be okay…?” 

He’s silent for a moment. “Sure. I’d like that.” He replies breathlessly, though his words are resigned. Your heart feels as if it’s torn in two, but he catches your eyes, smiling lightheartedly. “He must really be something, huh.”

“Yeah.” You manage a nod. 

“Well, I hope everything works out for you. You can keep the flowers, by the way.” He gestures at the bouquet you’ve placed on the table. “They made you smile, and I’m happy enough with that.”

If you didn’t already feel horrible for turning down a gentleman like him, you definitely feel awful now. “Thank you. I enjoyed today.”

He stands up, hands in his pockets as he flashes you a grin.

“No problem.”

— — — — — — — — —

He wants to stop you. To tell you never to go near this ‘Josh’ guy ever again. 

He pauses, steps slowing to a halt when he sees you smiling at something the attractive boy beside you quips. 

This is wrong.

You didn’t have a thing for blue eyes. You preferred earthy tones. You preferred him.

Donnie watches you wave goodbye, walking past the alleyway he’s hiding in. You’re a few steps away from passing it. His heart stings in his chest, sucking in a harsh breath through his teeth with a wince. 

You’re about to leave.

He feels nauseous. His stomach lurches slightly, the sensation enough to make him feel horrible. He didn’t understand why he felt this way, only that he was sure he’d lose you forever if he let you go now.

He doesn’t know what overcomes him, vaguely registering hurried steps, his arms reaching out to you. You turn at that exact moment, catching a glimpse of him in the corner of your eyes before he sees his hand wrap around your wrist.

You’re tugged back, falling into Donnie’s arms as your back presses against his plastron. Your breath hitches in your chest at the sudden contact. You don’t dare to look behind you. 

You’re scared of what you’ll see. 

You feel him inhale shakily, his warm breath sending tingles down your spine. His fingers curl around your wrist, holding it firmly. His touch is electrifying, but you dare not break the silence. 

Your cheeks warm when he moves to wrap his arms around you, holding you flush against him. You can’t take it anymore; you’re sure your face is the exact colour of the traffic light only a few feet away. 

You part your lips, afraid to let even a single word slip past them. Maybe your voice will come out shaky. You swallow thickly, willing your heart to stop beating so goddamn loudly in your chest. You hesitate.

“Donnie?”

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[oozedninjas]

Would they love you if you were a worm?

2012 verse

Leo

He blinks at the question.

"What do you mean by a worm? Like a worm worm, or like a mutant worm?"

"Just a worm, babe. Would you, or would you not love me if I was a worm."

He would, and he's quick to say so. Yes, you're his soulmate! haha, it's definitely not that he wants to escape that killing look that you just gave him!

No, but really, he would.

Raph

"I can't believe you say that!"

You stormed out of the room, and Raph trailed behind you desperately.

"Babe, I like talking to you! A worm can't talk!" he retorted, "I didn't even answer da question yet!"

You stopped, fighting to repress the cackle threatening to blurt out of your mouth. "So, would you love me if I was a worm?"

"I would. Ya gotta live up my shoulder all the freakin' time, though."

He said it so worriedly like you were actively thinking about mutating yourself into a tiny specimen, that you just couldn't hold back your laugh any longer.

Donnie

"Hey Don, I was wondering. If I, I don't know, for whatever reason, biologically turned into a worm, would you still be into me?"

Donnie looks blankly at you for what feels like a solid minute. "Just like that? A worm?" he said, "a normal worm?"

"Yeah. Would you still love me if I was one?"

Donnie smiles. "Of course!"

"Aww bab-"

"And that's why I'd try everything in my power to nurse you back into your human form. Accidents can happen! I have a lot of new devices that could potentially be useful to—"

And he's talking about experimenting with your wormy form. As if it could actually happen. Shivers.

Yeah, no thanks. You slowly start walking backward out of the lab.

Mikey

"Hey baby, would you love me if I was a-"

"I would," he declares with a deadpan stare, slappin' a hand on your shoulder. His gaze gets all serious, and he repeats with a profuse nod, "I would."

[httpvomitello]

Pretty Girls Fight Like This! *⁠.⁠✧

When Mikey first saw you, it was like a rainbow had walked into the lair.

Your hair was long and streaked with vibrant colors that caught the light every time you moved. Your clothes were bright and cheerful, practically glowing compared to the muted tones of the lair. To Mikey, you looked like a walking burst of happiness, and he was instantly intrigued.

“Dude!” Mikey exclaimed, spinning around you with wide eyes. “You look like a popsicle! In the best way possible!”

You laughed, twirling to show off your outfit. “Thanks! I like standing out.”

“Mission accomplished!” he said, grinning. “You’re officially the coolest person I’ve ever met.”

It didn’t take long for Mikey to notice just how strong you were.

One night, during a Kraang ambush, he was struggling to fend off two droids at once. Before he could call for backup, you swooped in and yanked both droids apart like they were made of cardboard.

“Did you just...?” Mikey stared, his jaw practically on the floor.

“Yup!” you said cheerfully, tossing the broken pieces aside.

“That. Was. Awesome!” Mikey cheered, throwing his arms around you in a tight hug. “You’re like my new hero!”

You laughed, patting his shell. “Thanks, Mikey. But you’re pretty awesome too.”

Mikey also quickly realized you had an appetite to match his own, which only made him like you more.

During a video game night at the lair, the two of you demolished an entire pizza together while the rest of the team watched in disbelief.

“Dude, where do you put it all?” Raph asked, shaking his head.

Mikey just grinned, holding up his fist for a bump. “Y/N’s got the heart of a true pizza lover. Respect.”

You bumped his fist, giggling. “Pizza is life.”

Your style was another thing Mikey couldn’t get enough of.

Your bright, colorful outfits were like a breath of fresh air in the otherwise drab lair. Mikey especially loved.

“Y/N, you’re like a walking art piece,” Mikey said one day as he sketched in his notebook. “I gotta draw you sometime!”

“Only if I get to see the masterpiece when you’re done,” you teased.

“Deal!” Mikey beamed.

One thing that bugged Mikey, though, was how often you had to adjust your socks during training.

“Ugh, they keep falling down!” you huffed, tugging at them for the hundredth time.

“Why don’t you just get new ones?” Mikey asked, tilting his head.

“I’ve tried, but nothing works,” you said with a sigh.

Mikey didn’t say anything, but later that week, he snuck topside and found a shop that sold brightly colored, knee-high socks, with April's help —exactly your style.

When he handed them to you, your face lit up.

“Are these for me?” you asked, holding them up.

“Yup! Now you can kick butt without worrying about your socks falling down,” Mikey said with a grin.

You tackled him in a hug, nearly knocking him over. “Mikey, you’re the sweetest! Thank you!”

He laughed, hugging you back. “Anything for my favorite person!”

As the weeks went on, Mikey found himself looking for excuses to hang out with you.

Whether it was sharing snacks, watching movies ou playing video games, you made everything more fun. And you always seemed to notice the little things about him—like when you surprised him with a custom collar made from colorful beads.

“What’s this for?” Mikey asked, already putting it on the neck.

“Just a little something to say thanks for being awesome,” you said with a smile.

Mikey’s heart practically melted. “Aww, Y/N, you’re gonna make me cry!”

Mikey wasn’t used to feeling this way—giddy and nervous all at once—but with you, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.

You were a ray of sunshine in his life, and he couldn’t help but fall for you a little more each day.

And as the two of you laughed together in the lair, surrounded by his brothers, Mikey realized he didn’t just like you—he adored you.

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

hi! if you’re not doing requests ignore this..

but i was wonderinggg if you could write something nsfw for 12 raph or leo when they’re infected by the parasitica?! 🤭💋

Parasitica (Angst) (18+)

2012!Leonardo x reader

A/N: Sure I can!💙 I had a little bit of a hard time figuring out a plot for this. Once you’re infected by the parasitica, your only focus is to keep the egg safe, so I was not sure how I was going to make sex and arousal feel natural during that. But I think what I came up with works pretty well. I decided to make it with Leo, as I thought it would be easier to do plot wise💙

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Warnings: 🔴Could be seen as forced in the beginning, but is not meant to be that🔴, fingering, turtley anatomy, doggy style, unprotected sex, mentioning of masturbation, slight dirty talk, finger sucking, finger biting, hard neck biting, bitemark, creampie, open ending, the egg is in the room during the whole thing.

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Looking back, you should probably have texted or called the guys before going down to the lair. You had never thought of doing so before. Normally none of the guys had anything against you coming to the lair unannounced. They would welcome you with open arms. Especially Leo. He was always the first to greet you with a long warm hug, hugging you for so long that his brothers would call him out in impatience. You had nothing against Leo’s extra long hugs. No, you actually quite liked them. They were one of the main reasons that you continuously went down to the lair unannounced, looking forward to Leo’s warm hugs. You liked to tell yourself that your love for Leo’s hugs had nothing to do with your growing crush on him, but deep down you knew it was a lie. Hugging Leo was one of the few excuses you had to be close to him, and you very quickly learned that showing up in the lair with no warning, made his hugs longer. But with the way the turtle’s daily life tended to unfold, it would have been a good idea to text them or call them first. Especially that day. But as we all know, we tend to get those ideas after the fact.

When you walked into the lair that evening, you were surprised to find it so quiet. The normally busy living area was empty, and there were no noises from the normally loud turtle brothers. It was odd. Very odd. The last time you had experienced this kind of silence in the lair was… never. Okay, that was very strange.

“Guys?”, you asked out loud, hoping that one of them would come out, and let you know that everything was already, and it was nothing but your wild fantasy that was making you nervous. But to your dismay, nothing happened. The lair stayed quiet, only your steps against the floor could be heard. “Guys? Is this some kind of strange prank?”

Nothing.

You wandered around the lair in silence, until you noticed the door to the garage was open. Hoping to find the guys and bring an end to the silence, you went through the open door and into the open room. There breathed a sigh of relief when you saw Leo in a kneeled position, facing a bean bag that held what looked like an oversized jelly bean.

“There you are”, you sighed with a laugh. “You had no idea how scared I was, Leo. Didn’t you hear me call?”

No answer. Leo continued to sit in silence, his back turned to you, staring at the big jelly bean.

“Leo?”, you asked, getting slightly concerned. “Are you okay?” You stepped closer to him, but there was still no acknowledgment of your presence. Hesitating, you placed a careful hand on Leo’s shoulder, hoping to get some sound out of your friend. But as soon as your skin made contact with his, he was over you. Leo had you pinned to the ground with your hands by your head, and your legs under his knees. You were shocked to find that Leo’s pretty blue eyes were gone, instead replaced by two place emotionless orbs that stared down at you. Something was very wrong. This was not the Leo that you had had on your mind every night before going to bed, or made your heart flutter with every smile. You did not know who this was, nor what they had done to the Leo you had grown to care so much for. You opened your mouth to scream, but before any sound could escape you, Leo had your mouth covered with his hand.

“Shut it”, Leo growled, putting pressure against your mouth. You tried to wiggle your legs out from underneath him, but instead he forced further more of his weight onto them. As you tried to wiggle and move from his grip, Leo turned your head to the side, exposing your neck to him. “For the glorious egg”, you heard him whisper, before he ducked his beak into the core of your neck. You froze at the feeling of Leo's breath and teeth against your skin. Had it been any other day, you would have longed for that feeling. Hell, you would even have been begging for it. But now you were completely still, holding your breath as you waited for his next move.

You felt the pressure of Leo’s teeth against your skin, fearing the pain for when they would break through the surface and sink into you. But that pain never came. Leo halted his movements, yet his teeth stayed against your skin. It took some time before he moved again, retracting his teeth from your skin, before licking over the spot. This caused you to shiver, a small whimper leaving your lips and into the palm of Leo’s hand. Leo let go of you with his other hand, letting the now free hand wander down your body, feeling your curves as he went. As his tongue continued licking over your neck, you couldn’t help but moan into his hand. This caused Leo to remove his legs from your knees, positioning his body between your legs. You in turn lifted your hip, letting it grind against Leo and his cloaca.

Leo growled against your neck with a choked moan, that almost made you see stars. “The egg does not care how I bit you”, he whispered against your ear, his hand moving closer and closer to the waistline of your pants. “So I’ll do it the way I’ve always wanted to”.

You gasped as Leo’s three fingers slipped down into your pants, and shortly after, they made their way into your panties. You had dreamed of this so many times. How Leo’s fingers would feel against you. And though this wasn’t exactly how you had hoped it would happen, you found yourself lifting your hips once again, hoping to make him move quicker towards your core. Leo growled as this, rubbing your clit in furious circles with two of his fingers. Though you had always thought Leo to be more soft and gentle when it came it sex, you continuously moaned against his hand, whimpering out his name as he worked his fingers on you.

“So wet”, Leo growled. “You like it”. You nodded, holding onto the hand that was still on your face. That was when Leo’s fingers found your entrance, before he pushed one finger into your warm hole. Straight away, he sat a brutal speed, moving his finger in and out of you, feeling you tighten around him. You moaned against his hand, rising yourself so that you could meet his fingers as they plunged into you. Even through your pants and underwear, you could hear the wet sloshing sounds that came from his every move.

Leo removed his face from your neck, so he could look down at your red flushed face under his hand, seeing the way your eyes widened as he inserted another finger into you. That moment you were grateful for Leo’s hand covering your mouth. If there was anybody else in the lair, they would have been able to hear you scream and moan on the garage floor, from the pleasure that Leo’s fingers were giving you.

Then suddenly without warning, Leo pulled his fingers out of you. You were about to complain, when Leo took a hold of you and turned you over onto your stomach. There he was quick to pull your pants and underwear down to your knees, before he propped your ass up into the air. Before you could turn to look at him, Leo took the two fingers he had used on you, and brought them around to your face. There he pushed them into your mouth, making you moan around them at the taste of your own salty juices.

“Be good and stay quiet”, Leo commanded as he was leaning over you, untucked himself from his cloaca. You whimpered slightly as you felt his head being rubbed against your folds, picking up as much fluid as possible, before being pushed into your opening. You gasped, your hands searching for something to hold on to on the ground. Many times you had tried to imagine what Leonardo’s appendix might look like, but nothing had prepared you for his size. You felt your walls being stretched out around him, sending small waves of pleasure through you.

Once again, Leo did not wait for you to adjust to his size, before he started moving against you. Your legs clenched up, and the muffled sounds you let out vibrated against Leo’s fingers. Leo growled once more, leaning further down onto you, until you felt his plastron against your back, moving up and down with each thrust.

“Feels good”, Leo growled just behind your ear, slightly strained from pleasure. “Better than I had imagined”. You whimpered at his words, squashing your eyes shut. The thought of Leo having imagined having sex with you, made you clench him a little tighter. Leo moaned at the feeling. A sound that sent what felt like fire straight to your core. You had always imagined what Leo’s moans would sound like. Late at night while touching yourself, you played the imaginary sounds of Leo’s whimpers of pleasure, helping you get closer to your high. And they did exactly the same at that moment.

Leo brought his free hand under you, letting it move between your legs, finding your clit one more time. He had to use his help to keep you in place, as he started circling around your button once more. You started lightly biting down on the fingers in your mouth, causing Leo to moan against the shell of your ear once more.

“Yes, that’s it. Bite my fingers. Show me how good it feels”.

You felt your eyes almost roll to the back of your head, as you tried to suppress a moan but biting onto Leo’s fingers once more. He in turn moaned against your ear, his breath fanning across your skin. He rested his head against your shoulder, where he began to kiss and lick your skin, while the speed of his hips increased their speed against you, his fingers doing the same. You felt your high beginning to build in your lower region, as you frantically tapped onto Leo’s arm to let him know.

“Do it”, Leo moaned against your skin, adjusting his legs so he could pound relentlessly into you. “Cum for me, (Y/N)”.

And with Leo’s impressive speed, his fingers never leaving your clit, and his moans and words against your ear, it didn’t take long before you came undone under him. Your legs shook as you held onto his arm for dear life. Leo had to remove his fingers from your mouth, so he could cover it with his whole palm, muffling the sound of your scream like moan that erupted from you as you came. Leo followed shortly after with his own orgasm. His grip on you tightened, and his teeth once again found your skin. But as his high took over him, and he started to bugle against you as he came, his teeth came down upon you, breaking through your skin. This caused you to scream against his hand, your walls fluttering against his cock as he emptied the last bits of him into you.

After some time, Leo finally retracted his teeth from you, leaving behind a dark bite mark on your shoulder. He pulled himself out of you with a small moan of pleasure, watching as his cum started to drip out of you. He then grabbed a hold of your underwear and pants, before pulling them back up your body. As you then laid down flat on the ground, you felt a strange tingling sensation from the place where Leo had bit you. It was not just from the pain that came with such a bite, but something more. It was spreading. You could feel it. The tingling sensation moved down your spine and up your neck, making you feel dizzy. You held onto your head, groaning at the strange feeling.

“I’m sorry”, Leo murmured, leaning down to place a kiss onto your temple, before lifting your slightly limb body, so he could pull you in for a hug. “But the glorious egg wanted me to do it”.

There you sat for a moment, Leo’s arms around you as the growing dizziness took over. Leo did not say or do much, other than telling you it would be okay, and how the egg would be merciful. Then suddenly his attention snapped towards the open door, determination flashed in his eyes.

“Watch the egg”, he commanded, moving you off of him so he could stand. “Raphael is coming”.

“Yes”, you said, the dizziness diapering and a sudden clarity taking over, leaving nothing but the egg in your mind. “I’ll protect the egg”.

[tammyu-2]

I LOVED UR LAST ONE how about 2012 donnie introducing his gf to everyone for the first time how would that go

OOOOO okay so I'm gonna do a different way Donnie and you meet if that's cool?

TMNT 2012 DONNIE INTRODUCING YOU TO HIS FAMILY

Mentions of Y/n, feminine labels, usage of she/her pronouns, some swearing, not proofread.

I adore his face in this gif

You had met Donnie at the dump. That's right, I said it. He was trying to find more parts for his machinery, and you had lost a precious family heirloom. So after misunderstandings and someone almost getting tazed (Donnie), you guys talked things out. After that, you met again when he was in battle. He insisted on you guys actually properly hung out.

So after one hang out became two and two became three. Soon, hangouts became dates, and soon, you guys were two peas in a metaphorical pod. The way he asked you is by trying to show you a project in disguised as him asking you out. Of course, the turtles didn't know, so he did it at an abandoned garage that he found was close by. (He later on used it for any projects he didn't want his brothers ruining.

"Watch closely my dear assistant!"

"Uh Don? Is it supposed to be letting Grey steam out?"

"I assure you I know what I'm doing."

"But the vial is shaking-"

"Trust in me!"

You know, in cartoons, when stuff blows up, leaving the black gunk on everything but the safety glasses? Yeah, that's what happened. He then explained what it was meant to do, and you were flattered at his attempt and accepted his proposal.

Now, his brothers had no idea that you existed other than the time you were a hostage for the kraang one time. But they really didn't bat an eye on how you already knew Donnie's name cause they were too busy saving you and the others. Plus, they were suspicious when Donnie's obsession with April suddenly stopped.

"Yo Dontron what's wrong with you? You didn't even bat an eye at April today!"

"I have no idea what you are talking about. I did blink several times like normal."

"He is saying that you didn't go all goo-goo eyes for her."

"Oh! Yeah, no, I have a girlfriend now."

"Ha! Nice joke. What nation is she from? Your imagination?"

"I'm serious."

"Sure you are."

So he brought you around to show that he indeed was serious. You would be lying if you weren't a little scared to meet his family. I mean, what if they like to banish you from ever meeting Donnie again because you coughed wrongly in their house or something???

Though Donnie assured you that their opinion doesn't matter to him. Not really easing your spirits, though, because he still didn't clarify that you shouldn't be afraid of MEETING them. More or less that he didn't care if they did disapprove.

"Everybody! This is my absolutely wonderful girlfriend Y/n. I thought you guys would want to meet her."

You politely waved at them with a gentle smile.

"How much is he paying you? Cause we don't have money at all, he's scaming you."

"Are you like a robot or something? I don't see your wires."

"So are you being held hostage if so blink twice."

"GUYS WHAT THE FRICK!?"

Fr tho- guys have faith in your brother that he has some game

Donnie quickly goes to apologize to you only to see you absolutely losing your shit and failing to hold in your laughter. After a few moments you gather yourself and clarify that you are Donnie's human girlfriend by choice.

"Are we talking about the same Donnie right now?"

"I'm right here!"

They are all too confused to say that they approve.

"How did Donnie pull you?"

You try not to laugh as you explained how you met him.

"What do you mean you met him at a waste disposal???"

Trust that they are secretly making notes to compare later because they have no faith in Donnie boy at all.

After all the commotion Master Splinter had entered. And Donnie was quick to introduce you to him. Donnie is basically bouncing on his feet.

"Hello sensei! This is my lovely girlfriend Y/n. Y/n this is my father I was talking about."

Splinter mumbles a simple greeting and bow his head while you copy his actions showing respect for him. Splinter is a man that sees to believe so he doesn't really say anything remarkable or worth noted on your first meeting. More or less that he hopes Donnie is treating you right. But after a while of getting to know you he likes you.

"She's a good one, son. Treat her well."

"There's no doubt in my mind that I won't sensei."

The turtles are okay with you and so is Splinter. They love when you bring pizza around though for them.

"You sure you're here against your will?"

"Mikey!!"

That's it lovelies. That's my new nickname for you guys hope you like it

I loved this it was so cutesy

BAI ;*

~Tammy<3

[uwuinhell]

Yo so I checked ao3 and apparently there's ZERO 2012 Donnie/reader coffee shop au fics??? Not even one??? Which is honestly a crime imo

SO I decided to do it myself. But I'm not currently proficient enough in writing fics to actually make anything. Maybe I just need to think about it more/harder...

So I'm writing a.. drabble.. headcannon.. thingamajiggy.. idk what they're called, honestly.

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2012 TMNT Donatello x Reader Coffee shop au ✨

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You work at a café, maybe a small mom and pop place, maybe one of a corporate line.

Maybe the café you work at is in a poorly-maintained area of the city and there's frequent power glitches.

(The café is used to this and is prepped for this scenario with at least one generator for all the appliances. As well as an abundance of candles and flashlights, which don't provide Fantastic lighting but it's enough to make by while they wait for power to come back.)

Donnie comes more often and stays a bit longer during these black outs. Otherwise he has only ever ordered to-go.

Donnie also prefers to come when it's less busy. Which is understandable, you don't like large amounts of people either.

Donnie disguises himself with a large hoodie (+ face mask?) and probably pants too. Or maybe a skirt, that'd be cute, I think.

Maybe he hides his hands with mittens or gloves. He'll play off the lack of fingers, if he's wearing gloves, saying it's because of an accident.

If he doesn't wear gloves or mittens he'll keep his hands in his pockets most of the time.

His skin is "like that because of a skin condition" he'll say. He only has 3 fingers because of a deformity, he'll say.

He either pays with straight cash or with a cash-app card. (Because how is a turtle gonna get money??) (The cash is taken from villains or found on the streets)

You don't question his behavior much, writing it off as him being insecure or shy or something.

After he returns a few more times you guys chat more and he meets you on your break to talk more.

After weeks, maybe months of him coming by to get his caffeine hit, it becomes your guy's normal to chill and chat on your breaks.

He also visits and hangs out before the café opens and after it closes sometimes.