#spicy tmnt

[thelaundrybitch]

Turtle 🌶️Shenanigans🌶️

I'm back with more shenanigans my Turtledoves.

➡️ Aged-up, adult turts

It's nekked Turtle time friendos

(Spurred on by @the-cauldron-witch @thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos @sophiacloud28 - I love you guys lmao)

💙Leonardo💙

⚔️Leo absolutely does tai chi in the nude. In his room. Candles lit.

⚔️Leo will quickly run from his room to the bathroom all nakey after tai chi.

⚔️Has tripped and fallen on his face when he encountered you walking to his room to find him

⚔️Hands flying to his dinky doo with a mortified expression in the process 

💜Donatello💜

👓DonDon needs an occasional airing out.

👓Locks himself in his lab and just walks about with his schlong flopping along.

👓His bros know if the door is locked - knock at own risk

👓Because he has and WILL answer the door as is

👓they have absolutely sent his love interest to knock on more than one occasion

🧡Michelangelo🧡

🍕Michelangelo - biggest offender- will walk around the lair in his birthday suit after showering.

🍕Every. Single. Time.

🍕He needs to "air dry"

🍕Got a swift whip to the ass cheek by unimpressed rat dad's tail for doing it when company was over

❤️Raphael❤️

🧶Sleeps ass naked

🧶Will get up and tiptoe to the fridge to down half a gallon of milk in the middle of the night.

🧶Sans panties.

🧶screamed like a fucking girl when he bumped into you as he was on his way back to his room with a handful of cookies that Mike left on the counter to be shared. Cookie crumbs and pieces EVERYWHERE.

⬇️Michelangelo Menace Hamato⬇️

✨Leo in his room doing his tai chi✨

Y/N: Standing at Leo's door with a look of confused contemplation

Mike: *coming down the hall with an armload of clean laundry* Oh hey! What's up Y/N??

Y/N: I'm looking for Leo... Raph said he was in his room...

Mike: Oh! He's definitely in his room angelcakes! *Sly grin* "Lemme get the door for you!"

Y/N: But I knocked and he didn't ans-

Mike: *clicks open door* Hey Leo!

Leo: THE FUCK MI- 😳

Mike: *Laughing so hard that nothing is coming out except a few wheezing sounds*

Please don't steal my work. Reblogging for others to enjoy is highly encouraged, though🤩

~tags~

@leosgirl82 @leoandraphssoulmate @scholastic-dragon @luckycharms1701 @yorshie @gornackeaterofworlds @ninnosaurus @fyreball66 @avery73 @iheartchv @thomariealtsstuff @peachesdabunny @pheradream-15 @zombiesnips-blog @misty-angerose @meowph-132 @akari180 @t-annuki @sorrynotsorrh @the-dying-star @rebel-hamato @shakeyourtrees @iridescentflamingo @tmnt-tychou @4evrdreamin5 @thepinkpanther83 @limitedsympathy

[tervaneula]

first time (with you) by katterv

Yuichi grasps him from the back of his collar, urging him to look up, and Leonardo thinks this is the cutest his boyfriend has ever looked. Eyes lidded and dark, mouth slightly open, face flushed to the point of appearing hot to the touch.

“You… you sure?” the rabbit asks, and the slider chuckles before leaning into a deep kiss that leaves them both breathless.

“Uhhuh,” he confirms, trailing a hand down Yuichi’s exposed chest to his stomach, relishing in the feeling of the soft mounds of his belly before stopping right above the waistband of his boxer briefs. “Make love to me, please?”

YES it's spicy. YES it's silly. YES they're in love and I love them so freaking much I'm going to combust 🥺🥺🥺

[spicy-apple-pie]

Thank you @cdelphiki for giving us a Damian that is a normal(ish) eight year old boy.

(GO READ THE IN FOR A POUND SERIES RIGHT NOW ITS SO GOOD)

[rhinocio]

照らすの夜の中 導いて、 君は

[desceros]

INT DISCORD - EVENING @thejudiciousneurotic: i'm drawing a comic where leo talks about how he accidentally sent someone his nudes me: oh. now i wanna write a fic where leo flirts with you by "accidentally" shooting you his nudes me: ...trade u for the comic thejudiciousneurotic: 🤝 me: 🤝 leonardo/reader, female reader, rated m

You’re having a very nice lunch with April and Casey when your phone vibrates where it rests next to your plate.

neon leon (12:41 p.m.) [image]

Oh boy. What does this goober want?

Normally, you aren’t one to check your phone while eating with others. It’s kind of rude, and you don’t get enough time with the three of you hanging out like this. But April’s busy trying to make Casey laugh so hard his drink comes out of his nose, and—and you’re curious, because it’s Leo, and he’s sent you a picture.

You open the message app, and blink. It's not a meme, or a dorky selfie, or something pretty like he sometimes finds while he's wandering about and shoots your way to share.

It’s… a picture of him. The kind that he’d usually put on his So-Shell, you note, wondering why he’d sent it to you specifically. A little bit of a suggestive pose: his arms curling in just a manner to accentuate the way his arms have been getting big lately, one leg crossed over the other to show off how long they are, fingers framing that smug smirk he gets sometimes when he—

—oh.

Oh, god.

Leo isn’t wearing his mask. Or—or anything, you suddenly realize. No wraps. No socks. 

…Are these… nudes?!

Quickly, feeling your face burn hot, you look up to check in with April and Casey. They’re both still fucking around on the other side of the table. She’s tickling him, he’s giggling. Normal. Normal. They haven’t noticed that you’re a few degrees shy of combustion. Cool, cool. No one’s noticed that your best friend—friend friend just a friend!—has sent you his smoldering-hot naked body.

Quickly, you stop yourself, inhaling deep before you go too deep into it. No, that’s silly. He’s a fucking turtle. So he’s not wearing socks. Or forearm wraps. Or—Or his mask, which you’ve never seen him without before. So it’s a sexy pose in front of a mirror. It’s—It’s not anything salacious, if you don’t make it such. 

You start typing, just the usual compliment that you usually give his pictures on So-Shell, maybe a fire emoji, and—

neon leon (12:41 p.m.) oops! didn’t mean to send that!

neon leon (12:41 p.m.) just uh. pretend i didn’t just accidentally send you a nude. haha :)

“Oh my god,” you quietly whimper. It is a nude. 

The proper thing would be, of course, to do as he asks. Spam a bunch of junk until it disappears to the void of the past conversation. Laugh it off with him. Tell him a joke to make him feel better when he’s probably fucking mortified. 

…A little like how you’re mortified the moment you tap on the picture, making it bigger. 

God damn it. It’s… It’s so unfair how good he looks, you think, biting on the inside of your cheek. He’s finally hit that growth spurt Casey has warned everyone was coming, and he’s just so—so big. Towering over you easily. Putting on muscle like it’s as easy as putting on a shirt. Moving like silk through the air. Comfortable in his skin and knowing he looks good.

A fresh memory comes to mind. How the other day, he’d picked you up in one hand to snag the blanket you’d been sitting on to hand to Donnie where he’d been whining about being chilly. You’d spent the rest of the afternoon uncomfortably wet and turned on, hoping to god his sensitive turtle nose couldn’t pick up on it as he draped an arm on your shoulder for the last half of the movie and pulled you to lean into his plastron.

(...Friends cuddle, right? Totally. Friends totally cuddle.)

Plus he’s just… pretty. The way his cheekbones curve, the markings on his face cutting beautiful lines around his eyes, eyes that you can see without his mask in the way. The breath catches in your lungs as you stare into where they’re half-lidded in the picture, turning the smirk into something sultry. The smirk, framed by fingers that are long and thick and—

“Oh fuck,” you choke, clenching your teeth so hard your jaw aches. 

(...Friends think about getting fingered by their friends, right?! Right?! Oh god, oh fuck—)

“You good?” April asks, finally looking away from Casey who is dabbing at his face and bellowing with agony. Oof, carbonation up the nose. Not fun.

“…I’m so good,” you tell her around the knot in your throat, fingers going tight on your phone. Gah. You have to leave now or else she’ll suss out what’s wrong and you’re pretty sure you’d rather die than admit you’re getting flustered off of Leonardo’s mess up. “Say, uh. I—I have to go to the bathroom. Right now. For a while. I��ll be back.”

You can feel her eyes between your shoulder blades as you flee her knowing eyes, quickly going into the stand-alone bathroom in the cute little café and snapping the door shut behind you. You slump back against it, whipping out your phone and looking at it a bit like it’s a ticking time bomb. 

Which it kind of is, you realize with a sudden terror. You haven’t responded to him yet. He would have seen the little dots where you’d given away you were typing. That you’d had his picture in your face. He knows you’ve seen it. You’ve seen it, and time is passing while he’s sitting there, knowing there’s a fucking nuke on your screen. Oh god. Oh fuck.

Stupid sexy turtle, you think, hands trembling as you compose a very normal, very chill response. You only delete three before you settle on the last and send it.

sent (12:45 p.m.) no worries! i didn’t see anything, haha :)

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) hm. you sure? you sure took a while to respond

Oh god. Embarrassment lights your blood on fire. He knows. He totally knows. Fuck, it feels like he knows how you zoomed the fuck in and had to press your goddamn thighs together beneath the table. Swallowing thickly, you try to do as much damage control as you can. 

sent (12:45 p.m.) i mean, of course i saw it. i was curious!

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) oh yeah? what were you so curious about?

sent (12:45 p.m.) i. you know. i’ve never seen you without your mask. 

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) you know you can ask, right? i’ll take it off for you whenever you want.

You fumble your phone. What the fuck. Is this happening. Quickly, you look up. Yep. You’re still here. A quick pinch reminds you that it isn’t a dream. It’s quarter til one on a Saturday, and your childhood friend has sent you a nude on accident and then said that. 

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) is that something you want? seeing me without my mask?

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) i’d do it. for you.

neon leon (12:45 p.m.) no wraps. no socks. no mask. 

“…Holy shit,” you mutter, feeling a little dizzy. You gape, unsure of how to respond, how to fucking breathe. Then, you nearly jump out of your skin when the phone of your screen fills with a selfie of you and Leo in a photobooth at Alberto Land, feather boas and silly matching heart-shaped glasses stupid on your face. 

Oh fuck. He’s calling you. 

“Where are you right now?” Leo asks as soon as you answer the call, not waiting for you to find your voice, his words velvet in your ears.

Defensive at how you’re reacting, protecting your friendship with him tooth and nail, you claw out of the fog that had settled and made you stupid. You narrow your eyes at the hand dryer next to you. “…Did you actually ‘accidentally’ send me that picture, Leonardo?”

His laugh fills your ears like wine; rich, decadent, intoxicating. Warmth blooms in your chest. “Where are you, beautiful?”

That’s about as close to an admission as you’re probably going to get, you think. The pet name, familiar in shape but foreign in tone, makes your stomach dip. Licking your lips, you try one more time. 

“…Why are you sending me your nudes?” you ask, air catching in your throat, voice quiet but feeling loud in the privacy of the bathroom. 

“Why are you looking at them?” he responds cheekily. You bite down on the snarky response that reflexively comes to the surface; am I not supposed to, goober? There’s something glittering in the air, an invitation for something, and it makes you hesitate. Makes you look at the boundary of the lines you’ve drawn around him. Wonder what they’d look like a little smudged. 

“I… wanted to see,” you admit, feeling a little breathless, wondering if you sound so. If he can tell you’re on the edge of a cliff, feeling a bit like maybe you’re ready to take a step and fall.

“See what?” he asks. Voice lower still. Umbrous. Hypnotic. Tantalizing.

“You. Without—Without your mask. Without… any of it.”

His phone ever so slightly picks up on a sensuous rumble that comes from deep inside his shell. The sound of it makes you shiver, goosebumps rising on your skin. Your eyes fall shut. It’s an easy fantasy, thinking of feeling it in your flesh.

Leo says your name. It’s not a way you’ve ever heard him do so, before. It pricks your attention, hooking into it, pulling it where he wants it. “Where are you?”

You tell him. A second later, your eyes flare with familiar blue light. Two seconds later, your back is against the bathroom door, the sound of the lock clicking loud in your ears as he reaches over and ensures no one will be interrupting.

“Leo, you—!” you gasp, the barest amount of protest that he cuts through as easily as if he’d taken his katana to it. 

“I got tired of waiting. And you want to see,” he says, his fingers finding your chin and holding you in place, his mouth hovering over yours, his breath hot against where you can’t breathe. His other hand finds the curve of your hip, pulling it to meld to his own, his plastron pressing you to the door. “So look while you still can, pretty little thing. Because you’ve got about three minutes before I plan on getting my face between your legs for a long, long time.”

Later, much later, after you nearly bite through your palm trying to keep quiet through the several orgasms he easily eats out of you, after he portals you back to the lair and he pins you to that cursed mirror in his bedroom so you can see how good he looks while fucking you stupid, after he crawls over you in his sheets and slowly curls his fingers together with yours while rolling his hips to get slow and deep to drive you absolutely insane, your phone vibrates again.

This time, you ignore it, fully fucked out, completely disinterested in moving from beneath where Leo’s snoring into your shoulder, having everything you can possibly want within arm’s reach for the foreseeable future.

ayyy-pril (2:19 p.m.) lmao did you fall in?

ayyy-pril (2:19 p.m.) hellooooooo

ayyy-pril (2:21 p.m.) …since leo’s also not answering i’m guessing you’re with him. girl u Gotta let me know when you dip so i don’t worry >:T

ayyy-pril (2:21 p.m.) also. ugh. can you two just make out already? the pining is getting ridiculous. and don’t tell me i’m just imagining things again. i’m sooooo bored by your excuses

ayyy-pril (2:21 p.m.) grabbed your leftovers for you. love you ttyl byeeee

[lordfreg]

⚠️ spicy ❤️‍🔥👀🌶

Thank you so much, @xxsherylberylxx , for the commission!! 🖤👾

Alts

Close ups

- I spent 7 hours nonstop for this gggg

[68spidey]

It's been.. not an entirely shit day but it's wearing down on me. Working on some drawings right now, Le o snoot boops as promised are coming up!

[yki-dolls]

Too spicy

[thelaundrybitch]

Turtle 🌶️Shenanigans🌶️

This was inspired by @truffle-draws-turtles

➡️ Aged-up, adult turts

'tis spicy turtledoves...

Ok, but can you imagine actually trying to tie your turtle bf up?

He bites back a smirk and allows it. Allows you to tease and edge him. Allows you to feel that satisfaction of him being unable to reciprocate because he's all tied up.

Until he's not.

And he's just fucking you into whatever surface is closest?

Then. Then. You watch a bunch of videos. Maybe even buy some books on knot tying. Maybe find some tutorials on shibari.

But the ties and ropes you're using are still proving to be useless?

And you’re so fucking furious over his smug assholic smirk every time he flexes, and the ropes just go screaming off his body like god damn fireworks.

Until.

Until…

You ask one of his brothers if they know how to restrain him.

Or if there happens to be any kind of restraints that can actually keep him from getting loose.

They give you A Look™, because why the fuck do you need to know this.

And it escalates into said brother asking if you're gonna betray them when you yell out that you just wanna tie the fucker up so you can have your fucking revenge.

Quite literally.

Then said brother just goes from homicidal maniac to sobering realization to…

Let me help you.

Because he knows how much of a smug bastard his brother can be.

And he decides to be an absolute ✨menace✨ about it.

Attacking his brother out of the blue in the middle of the dojo as he's trying to do some meditation. And he just… hogties him.

And because he knows his brother so well, he waits until said hogtied brother has worn himself out from flailing, flopping, and screaming before he wrestles him into a very precarious, bound, predicament.

At this point, he proceeds to flop him over his shoulder and brings him to the bedroom, where you're waiting oh so patiently.

Dumps him on the bed with that same smug smirk his brother gives you, winks, and says, “I wanna be next.”

Please don't steal my work. Reblogging for others to enjoy is highly encouraged, though🤩

~tags~

@leosgirl82 @leoandraphssoulmate @scholastic-dragon @justalotoffanfiction @eveandtheturtles @drowninghell @meowph-132 @iheartchv @xanadu-702 @fyreball66 @wynndigogh @raphsmuneca @luckycharms1701 @trufflemacandcheese @tmnt-tychou @ninnosaurus @sharpwindow @avery73

[justletmereadmycomics]

@diona-98 It's doooone~ click to see it better, Tumblr absolutely devoured the quality holy crap-

it DOES have a tail

age is somewhere between 14-17. It isn't really sure.

Pupils get more wavy/distorted the more "unstable" the emotion

No one knows how she got that top on.

Backstory? What's that? (im working on it)

w/ out accessories below the cut

[spicy-apple-pie]

He doesn't want to go back, he just wants to feel missed.

For context, this is for my sep. Here's Leo's summary.

Masterpost

[hypocriticalspicewrites]

I want to just have donnie be a pillow princess. My little baby. My good boy.

JCDHWJJSANNA

@everythingbutdragons

No cause I had to pace my whole house with my hands clasped behind my back trying to process this ask SCREAM💀/pos

🩷🖤🩷

As much as I enjoy the concept of Donnie being someone who enjoys being a top... I don't see him denying the opportunity to get on the receiving end... 👁👁

He'd probably whine a lot, I think he's a whiner, especially if you're teasing him... But I think he'd come tinie to whine even while your doing whatever it is you're doing- he doesn't want it to stop.

He gets moody if you tease or deprive him... Not that he'll do anything about it but if you ask him to beg its over for him. He'll probably get on his knees and kiss/praise your body till you finally decide to give in.

He will cry during overstimulation- not super hard but he's gritting his teeth and there's some tears rolling down his cheeks. He also twitches and tenses a lot too.

He will also cry if you don't leave him unable to walk straight for the next week. Leaving him in the place between pushing him over the edge and teasing him enough he can't make it, literally muttering and slurring out anything to make you give him what he wants. 'Yes I'm such a good boy' 'Yes I promise I'll be so good next time' etc.

He's also loud. Don't expect him to be quiet cause he's not gonna be able to keep that promise long if you're treating him after a long day of stress. Praise and taunting has him riled up to a point there's no hope in asking him to hush up. 💔

[rhinocio]

but if you're a dinosaur and I'm a dinosaur then who's driving the evolution

@r3xcorvus' eagle oc Payne is such a little guy

[azucar-skull]

Thinking of her...

(Also I'm remaking the fic bigger and better 👀)

(Remastering to be longer and detailed with more drama and a better ending (aka April finding out she's a lesbian and gets hitched with Cass))

[diona-98]

for @justletmereadmycomics 😘

[iheartchv]

I would like to request a love letter from TMNT Street Punks brothers for Ashleigh, and can you make it spicy 🔥

Hey Ashleigh,

Been thinking about you and those lips of yours. I want to see them wrapped around me and see if they're soft and plush as they look. And from there we can have some... fun, like... laying you out and eating you out like you're a feaking buffet. I'm hungry for you. Are you interested, doll? I promise I'll give you the time of your life. And I'll make you crave me and keep coming back for more.

-Swift💙

Ashleigh,

Ever since that day we cooked that homemade meal, I've had wild fanatasies about you... about us. When you licked that sauce off your finger, I couldn'tstop thinking about having your lips against mine, kissing you till your lips were swollen. I want to taste you, taste your lips and your nether lips, and find out if you're as sweet as you look. You can throw away this letter if you want... but I doubt you will.

-Rebel❤

Ashleigh,

I don't know what you've done but I just want to do unspeakable things to you. You've awakened a sleeping beast I didn't think I had. It's distracting me with my work. All I want is you. I want to feel you inside and out. I want to screw you, and it's all your fault. I promised myself I wouldn't fall for a human, but you're making it hard to keep that promise. Meet me at our usual spot. I'll be waiting...

-Ghost💜

Yo Ashleigh,

So I've been thinking about you, girly. I've been thinking about your sweet body, and those kisses that drive me up the wall. You make me crazy for you. I crave you, like I crave a good pizza. I need you. Be mine and only mine.

-MC🧡