#tmnt 2007 donnie x reader

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Maybe a cute scenario with 2007 Donnie where the Reader calls his phone line often for help with her work computer. Donnie is annoyed at first but comes to enjoy their chats. What Donnie doesn't know is Reader calls him cause they think Donnies voice is attractive lol

The Attractive Voice: part 1 (Fluff)

2007!Donatello x reader

Part 2 (18+), Part 3 (Angst?/Fluff)

A/N: I honestly had to hold myself back from making this an 18+😂 I kept myself in check while watching the Danish Melodi Grand Prix. Anyway, hope you enjoy💜

Warnings: None💜

It had started very innocently enough, with just one call to Donatello’s Tech Support. You could no longer remember what the problem with your computer was, but that you had tried everything you could think of, leading you to your last option - calling Donatello’s Tech Support after seeing a small ad in the newspaper. Why you even were reading a newspaper was a mystery to you. But the moment you heard Donatello’s voice through the phone, all of that was forgotten, and for a moment you forgot why you called in the first place.

“Hello, you’re talking to Donatello, your friendly IT tech support here to help you 24 hours a day. How can I help you?”, you heard on the other end of the phone, causing you to fall silent. Whoever this man was, he had one of the most attractive voices you had heard, and you once again forgot why you called in the first place, struggling to form a sentence while he waited patiently for you to speak, answering politely when you finally managed to tell him about the problem with your computer.

The next few weeks, you couldn’t stop thinking about Donatello’s voice, and how nice and friendly he had been to you. He really did live up to his “friendly IT tech support” label. It was calming to hear him talk, and you had found your cheeks heating up whenever you thought back to your conversation. Not that there had been anything flirtatious about it. No, it had been very respectful and professional from Donatello’s side, yet you could not stop the feeling of butterflies that erupted in your stomach whenever you thought of it. And soon, you found the urge to call him again, hoping that your computer would break down in some way, giving you an excuse to call him for help.

You ended up calling him those few weeks later, telling him your computer had started to run slower than before. And once again, Donatello was helpful and friendly, his calming voice sounding sweet in your ear as you enjoyed every minute of the call with the stranger, whose face you didn't even know.

Days later you found that it happened again. You wanted to call Donatello again, turning your computer over, looking for a problem. You then called him again, settling on the sound of it. It was becoming too loud. And Donatello helped you once again, staying friendly and professional, even if he sounded a little tired.

You continued to do this, looking your computer over for problems you could call Donatello about, until you could no longer find any problems, and instead making them up as an excuse, enjoying the sound of Donatello’s voice as he spoke.

What you did not know was that on the other end, Donatello was growing quite irritated. Though he made a point out of not showing it in his voice, he would start to rub his temples and take deep breaths in order to calm himself whenever you called. Until one call in particular.

Seeing your number pop up once more, Donnie braced himself for what was coming as he pressed the answering button. Another cracked or frozen screen? A password that wouldn’t work? A stuck key? Augh, why didn’t you just get a new computer?!

“Hello, you’re talking to Donatello, your friendly IT tech support here to help you 24 hours a day. How can I help you?”, he said, as if he hadn’t been talking to you several times before.

“Hey, Donnie”, you said, using his nickname for the first time, causing him to freeze in his seat. “It’s (Y/N). How has your day been?”

“It has been pretty good”, Donnie said, still somewhat shocked by your casual approach. You had never spoken to him like that before. “H- how about you, (Y/N)?” Donnie had to admit, it felt nice to say your name, like you were a friend to him. Someone he had known for a long time.

“It has been good, but my computer keeps messing up. Can you help me?”

“Of course I can. What’s the problem?”

And so it continued. You would call Donnie almost everyday with some sort of computer related problems, adding in a little bit of small talk. Donnie found that after your conversations had turned more casual, that he started enjoying talking to you, even if your computer was the biggest mess he had ever encountered. He learned about your daily life, school, family and work. You in turn learned a little bit about his brothers and some of his past time activities, which pretty much also consisted of computers. You had to admit that he was an interesting if not a little strange fellow, but that didn’t stop you from talking to him.

One day you called a little later than usual, causing Donnie to worry for a moment. In that time he even managed to worry that he had scared you away, feeling a sense of sadness at the thought. He had really started enjoying talking to you, so the thought of you not calling anymore was not a welcomed one. But then your number came up, and Donnie was quick to answer, ignoring the others that had been in line before you. They could wait.

“Hey, (Y/N)!”, Donnie said with a smile as he picked up. “I was just about to think you wouldn’t call today. You had me fearing there for a moment”.

You laughing on the other end caused his heart to skip a beat. It wasn’t often that he got to hear you laugh like that, but when he did, he found that it was absolutely worth it.

“I’m sorry, Donnie”, you said, your laughter still clear. “I was a little busy today. You know, family and all that”.

“I know it all too well”, Donnie smiled, looking off to the mess Mikey had left around the living area. “But what can I help you with today?”

“It’s not a big problem today”, you said. “It’s just the screen settings that are bugging me, and I have a hard time figuring out how I change it. It would be nice if you could help me, if it’s not too big of a problem”.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s nice to have someone friendly to talk to, even if they keep making up problems about their computer in order to talk to me”, Donnie said at the end of the line.

You made a small sound as you pressed your lips together, your cheeks flushing red. You hoped that Donnie didn’t hear it, but of course he did. Donnie always heard everything, even the smallest of sounds. Like the time you stubbed your toe against the dresser with him on the phone, making him chuckle when he realized you were nowhere near your computer. That was probably the day he realized that you did not call because of your computer.

“I’m not doing that”, you said, trying your best not to sound flustered on your end.

“(Y/N)”, Donnie said, a smile clear in his voice. “With all the problems your computer is having, I’m surprised it would still be running. But it’s okay. Like I said, I like talking to you”.

“Okay”, you sighed, giving up the act. “My computer is working perfectly fine. I just… really enjoy talking to you”.

Donnie laughed on the other end, making a blush spread over your cheek. You were so happy that he couldn’t see you right now. “It’s just your luck, because I enjoy talking to you too. But I think it’s better if we do it over my personal phone instead of my work phone… and outside of work hours”.

“But don’t you work 24 hours a day?”, you asked.

“Yeah, but I’ve been thinking about cutting down quite a bit”, he answered. “The 24 hours are more draining than I first thought they would be”.

“That sounds like a good idea”, you smiled, getting more comfortable in your seat on the couch. “Sooo, Donnie. What did you say your number was?”

[oozedninjas]

Spring fleeting

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[hotheadedhero]

Favourite Kisses

2007 Turtles x Reader

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

Leonardo

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

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

Raphael

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

Well, you can only imagine where you end up.

Donatello

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

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

Michelangelo

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

Life doesn't get much better than this.

[writinandcrying]

TMNT HEADCANONS - Taking naps with the turtles / having a sleepy S/O

As someone who has accidentally slept for 23 hours straight and literally has a nickname as “snooze” I’m obligated to do this (I tried to look for a cute / aesthetic gift but that pup is my spirit animal fr)

I’ve been digging how @oozedninjas does their Headcanons (as long with their writing, I seriously eat it up everytime yum yum yum)

as much as I love looooong Headcanons, sometimes I only have some blurbs going on in my mind, I also think this keeps things so dynamic, every interaction can be seen and everyone is happy yipee (I hope you don’t mind me using your writing style? Headcanon Set-up? Layout? as reference! Pls let me know if so, I’ll def take it out or reference you on new ones!)

English is not my first language and I didn’t proof read this, if there is any gramatical erros pls don’t hesitate to tell me!

• Isn’t the one for naps, lowkey thinks it’s a waste of time, he rather do activities with you! Time is precious! That being your hobbies or his, talking, playing games or reading, he has his mind set on it… until you flutter your lashes at him, giving him puppy eyes, and suddenly at the warm of your embrace, the way you hum over his plastron, how cute and serene you look… he starts questions himself, why haven’t you two done this sooner?

2003, 2012, Rottmnt Donnie

2003, MM Raph

2003, MM Mikey

All Leo’s (minus MM and rise) lmao

• Has been waiting for it. Since you two have been officially a thing, he has been patiently waiting for it. wants to do nap dates, casual napping after Sunday lunches, accidentally napping from watching a boring film, coming home late and you are tired? Lay on top of him babe, let him will take care of you 🫶🏼 adores the innocence of holding you close, caressing your skin as you caress him back, finally admiring your features while you sleep, he longs for it, absolutely eats it up

MM AND ROTTMNT LEO !!

2007, 2012, ROTTMNT, Bayverse Mikey (keeping bayverse and 2012 still would be A Task (but anyways BOTH WANTS IT) 2007 is probably tired all the time bc of his gigs lol)

Bayverse, ROTTMNT RAPH !!!!

2007 and 2003 Donnie

• How come you are always this sleepy? This doesn’t make sense, something has to be wrong with your vitamins levels, have you been sleeping at night? Are you having nightmares? What kind of meds are you taking? Your sleep schedule and how you can just simply fall asleep everywhere is astonishingly worrisome, he will look into it

Take a wild guess (all versions)

Doctor feelings

• HE is the who Needs a nap. Drag him to his bed. Hold him close, put ambient music, kiss him softly and don’t let go.

2007 Leo, Future!Rottmnt Leo

2003, 2007, Future!Rottmnt DONNIE !

Future!rottmnt and Last Ronin Mikey

Future!Rottmnt, bayverse, 2007 Raph

Everyone in IDW-TMNT

Not a turtle, but Rottmnt Casey Jones

• can’t take naps (light sleeper or doesn’t want to mess their sleeping schedule) but enjoys you being by his side anyways, will give a dirty look to whoever makes loud noises next to you, tries to always save the most comfortable spots for you on movie nights, he knows you are bound to fall asleep. will takes embarrassing pics of you tho

Take another wild guess (all versions)

And another one (all versions as well)

Mm Donnie

[katanablue]

How would 03 and 07 boys feel about their S/O who works as a burlesque dancer but gives their boys a little private show if they feel that hint of possessiveness going on? Bonus points if it leads to smut, mayhaps?

I’m running out of 07 PICS/GIFS LMFAO

03 Leo: “You know, maybe I could incorporate some of your moves into my fighting. After all, it is like a graceful dance.” Fearless Leader is doing his very best to be polite and respectful but the way he’s white knuckling against his thighs says otherwise. Nearly falls on his face when you teasingly brush some of the feathers across his snout, winking and smiling when you twirl away. He asks if you can perform it again but slower this time so he can ‘study the moves’.

07 Leo: “Think you should let me inspect that routine of yours before you go out and show it to everyone else again.” Oh he is absolutely eating this shit UP. Like 03 he remains respectful but he’s got such a smug smirk in his face as he watches you perform. Patiently waits on his knees as you dance, fingers aching to reach out and touch you but you forbade him from doing so beforehand. He feels like it’s a privilege to be able to see you like this and you know damn well he’s gonna burn it into his memory.

03 Raph: “Hey gorgeous, mind giving me a private showing?” Whistles at you whenever you give him a teasing look or do a particular move on your dance. VERY vividly picturing him with his arms crossed but legs spread wide open as he watches you. Tells you to repeat certain moves but in a slower fashion so he can really soak in how you move so fluidly. Gives you that cheeky smile when he playfully slaps your ass after you’re done.

07 Raph: “Dance all you want, doll. In the end I’m the one who gets to see everything under that costume of yours.” Oh he 100% has you dance with JUST the feathered fans, maybe some pretty pasties or tassels. He’s not ashamed at all to ogle you, eyes roaming every inch of skin you show. Whistles, compliments, all while man turtle spreading and even patting his thigh for you to come sit and give a more ‘up close and personal’ show.

03 Donnie: “Dove, would you maybe want to perform for me?” He’s the most subtle about feeling possessive over you. Baby is holding his hands in his lap and has the most bashful smile on his face as you dance beautifully. He thinks you look gorgeous, even ethereal like when you wave those big feather fans around you. Stands up and claps when you finish, jokingly asking you for an encore he totally means it.

07 Donnie: “Darling, I think you should show me your routine. To make sure you’ve perfected it.” Accompanied by a hand sliding down your back and resting right at the bottom. FULL undivided attention. Whispers encouraging words under his breath like ‘beautiful’. Isn’t as shy as 03 Donnie, a bit more verbal, but does make sure to keep it respectful.

03 Mikey: “You mean all those people get to see you looking like this? Not fair, baby.” He’s a pouter when he first brings it up but it’s very quickly forgotten once you start twirling and shimmying in front of him. Very audibly cheers you on with claps and whoops and hollers, might even be a little dramatic and throw roses at you when you’re done.

07 Mikey: “Think your venue would wanna book Cowabunga Carl? Could be pretty awesooomeee.” Not nearly as pouty as 03 but he DOES get a little clingy and begs you to show him your dance. Surprisingly I feel he’d be able to stay still but will throw in some cheesy one liners just to see you laugh or smile.

[theturtlelovers]

Can I request a sentence prompt with mikey? Number 4 please where mikey is asking for female so's attention while she's doing some work so she let's him sit in his lap.

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚔-𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

Pairing: Mikey/fem!Reader Rating: Everyone Contents: Mikey wants some attention, so the reader sits on his lap while they work. Warnings: Nothing major, implied established relationship, Mikey is a sweetheart that deserves love, the reader is requested to be fem but can be read as gender neutral. Wordcount: 858

Notes: Boom! More content! Probably gonna burn myself out by accident, but oh well! ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

The clock ticked relentlessly in the quiet room, a soft metronome marking the passage of an afternoon steeped in silence and concentration. You were deep into your work, papers spread out like a fan in front of you, laptop open and buzzing softly with the hum of productivity. The only light in the room came from the soft glow of the desk lamp and the fading daylight that managed to seep through the blinds.

Outside, the world continued without pause, but inside your small sanctuary, time seemed to slow, bending around the focus of your tasks. It was during one such moment of deep concentration that you felt a presence looming near the doorway.

“Hey,” Mikey’s voice cut gently through the quiet, a soft but firm reminder that life wasn’t all about work.

You looked up, slightly startled, your train of thought breaking like a string of pearls scattered across the floor. Mikey stood there, a sheepish grin spreading across his face, his eyes filled with a playful gleam that you knew all too well.

“What’s up, Mikey?” you asked, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips despite the slight irritation at being interrupted. 

“I need some attention,” he admitted, his tone light but his eyes searching, almost hesitant as if he expected you to turn him away.

You sighed, your gaze sweeping over the expanse of papers and the digital clock blinking back at you. There was still so much to do, yet the earnest look in his eyes was too hard to resist. Pushing aside a stack of papers, you patted your lap, a silent invitation.

“C’mere, I can sit on your lap until I’m done working.”

Mikey’s face lit up at the offer, and he didn’t need to be told twice. He moved across the room with that grace unique to him, despite his size and the robust build of his frame. The chair creaked under the combined weight as he settled down, his body cool against yours, a solid presence that radiated comfort.

His arms wrapped around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder as he nuzzled into the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. You couldn’t help but lean back slightly, the familiar scent of him, a mix of his natural musk and the faint hint of mint from his shower earlier, filling your senses.

The keyboard lay forgotten for a moment as you allowed yourself to enjoy the closeness, his presence a calming balm to the frenzy of your workday. But reality couldn't be held at bay for long, and you soon turned your attention back to the screen, your fingers resuming their dance across the keyboard.

Mikey was quiet for a while, simply content in being close to you. But as minutes turned into half an hour, you could feel him shifting, his body starting to fidget as he struggled to keep still. Every so often, his fingers would draw small, absent-minded patterns on your side, or his toes would tap lightly against the floor.

“You okay?” you murmured, not turning your head but speaking softly.

“Yeah, just…” His voice trailed off, and he squeezed you gently. “I just like being here with you, even if you’re busy.”

“That’s sweet, Mikey,” you replied, sincerity lacing your words. “I like having you here too.”

The room fell into a comfortable silence once more, punctuated only by the soft clacking of the keyboard and the occasional shift of paper. As you worked, Mikey’s presence became a grounding force, his steady breathing syncing with your own.

Hours seemed to compress into moments, and when you finally hit 'save' on your document, the realization of time passing so swiftly made you blink in surprise. You stretched, feeling the slight stiffness in your back from sitting too long, and turned to Mikey, who was watching you with a patient, adoring gaze.

“All done?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through you.

“All done,” you confirmed, a sense of accomplishment flooding through you, made sweeter by his company.

Mikey helped you tidy up, his large hands making quick work of the scattered papers, aligning them into neat stacks with a precision that always surprised you. Once everything was put away, he stood and offered you his hand, pulling you up into a tight embrace.

“Thanks for letting me stay,” he murmured, his voice muffled as he spoke into your hair.

“Anytime, Mikey. You know that,” you responded, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing back just as tightly.

As you both stepped out of the room, the weight of the work left behind, you felt lighter, the evening ahead promising relaxation and the simple joy of being together. Sometimes, it was these quiet, seemingly mundane moments that deepened your bond the most, the silent affirmations of presence and support weaving a stronger connection between you.

As you walked hand in hand, leaving the confines of your workspace, Mikey’s warmth by your side reminded you that no matter how busy life got, there was always room for a little more love, especially from a turtle as special as Mikey.

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[niklauskzak]

Are biting kinks allowed?

Why nah? Go on, make your request!

[xnorthstar3x]

Loot from loot island

[normal-internet-user]

May I get each of the 2007 tmnt boys reactions to them being called cute or handsome by the person they have a crush on?

YESSSS

WHEN THEIR CRUSH CALLS THEM HANDSOME

Leo:

"Thank you."

Wait whAT-?

Does a double take and just watches you walk away in shock.

Did you just-

Him-

HANDSOME??

Raph:

"Huh? Oh- uh thanks..."

Literally cannot process why you of all people would call him of all people handsome-

Like, it genuinly takes a full 10 minutes for him to fully process your words.

When he does,

He gets super flustered-

You think he's handsome?

Mikey:

"Aww, thanks! You don't look so bad yourself."

Takes it like a champ.

Totally flirts alittle after, and his ego definitly goes up a notch.

You think he's handsome!

Man does he looovvee being a turtle!

Donnie:

"Oh, wait- what- handsome? Oh, thank you that's very kind- uhm-"

Oh this poor flustered baby.

Has no idea how to react to your compliment,

Literally no idea.

All sense goes out the metaphorical window.

[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-

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

2007 Masterlist

Main Masterlist💚🐢

All Turtles:

First Kiss

Pretty Human In Danger (Angst/Cracky)

How They React To You Smacking Their Butt (Suggestive/Crack-ish)

Leonardo x reader x Raphael

Anger series:

Anger: part 1 (18+)

Anger: part 2 (18+) (Angst)

Anger: part 3 (18+) (Angst)

Anger: Leonardo's Ending (18+)

Anger: Raphael’s Ending (Angst) (18+)

Raphael x reader x Donatello

A Fan of the Nightwatcher (Angst?)

Leonardo:

Jungle Fantasies (18+)

Sick Night (Fluff)

Hangover (Fluff)

Still Angry? (18+)

Raphael:

The Nightwatcher and the Dark Angel (18+)

Shower Sex (18+)

Donatello:

Dangers of the Streets (Angst/Fluff)

The Attractive Voice: part 1 (Fluff), Part 2 (18+), Part 3 (Angst?/Fluff)

Michelangelo:

Date Night In The Park (Fluff)

[oozedninjas]

Can we get Donnie with a breeding kink?!😩

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Put a baby in me,"

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

You take a few seconds to catch your breath.

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

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

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

[catr4dora]

2003 TMNT Leo x reader (heavily implied that reader is mexican)

a lil scenario

imagine being Leo’s S/O who is also a well trained fighter (because of training with splinter and the turtles along with training in boxing growing up that was taught by your family to you) who’s apart of the team. And imagine seeing all the interactions between them (if you’ve seen the show you know what I mean) as Leo tries to turn Karai to the good side. And you can’t help to get jealous because of how insisting he to get Karai on your side. As you stand back and watch his attempts again you can’t help but to compare yourself to Karai, a trained and skilled and beautiful woman. Thinking how he could do better with her, be more in sync; as there were similarities between the two in fighting and elegance and the art of ninjitsu and being familiar with the Japanese culture.

——————————

You: “Mi amor, how do we even know that she’ll want to even join us? En este punto simplemente NO HAY punto.”

*even though Leo didn’t understand stand Spanish as much, he could still get a hint at what you were trying to say*

Leo: ”Listen I know it sounds like a long shot-BUT THINK ABOUT IT, if we get Karai on our side she can help us defeat the Shredder, ONCE AND FOR ALL!”

*Leo walks over to you and holds your hand while looking in to your eyes with understanding and determination*

Leo: ”Please understand that I have to at least try.”

*You looked down at him with concern and a bit of irritation and sighed. Getting your hand out of his hold and walking past him.*

You: “¿Por qué tienes que ser tan terco?”

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After the conversation you had with Leo you needed some space away from him to think. He had a point of defeating Shredder but you doubted that Karai would actually betray him and help the others. But at the same time you figure that maybe Karai has some type of attachment to Leo especially after the times where she’s “helped” the team but you can’t help but to wonder if maybe Leo is a little into her too…

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Translation: “At this point there just ISN'T a point.”

“Why do you have to be so stubborn?

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PLEASE I NEED MORE FICS OF THE 03 AND 07 TURTLES

IF ANYONE WANTS TO MAKE A FIC OFF THIS SCENARIO PLEASE TAG ME SO I CAN SEE IT IM STARVING 😭🙏 also we don’t get enough of jealous or protective reader with their turtle S/O CUZ I WOULD BE DEATHLY PROTECTIVE KNOWING THAT THEY LITERALLY FIGHT FOR THEIR LIFES ALMOST EVERYDAY TO PROTECT THE CITY

[mistic-turtle]

Me: *nuzzle*

Donnie: ... *nuzzles back*

...

Us: *nuzzlenuzzlenuzzlenuzzle* *Nuzzles violently*

[katanablue]

I originally had a totally different idea for this but I think I may just do a part 2 hehehe. ALSO IF ANYONE GOT ANY GOOD 07 DONNIE FICS ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Warnings: NONE JUST DONNIE BEING A CUTE GRUMPY DORK.

Another day another long boring shift full of talking to idiotic people who don’t know the difference between hardware and software and explaining to one too many elderly people that ‘No, you cannot print out the Internet.’

He’s just finished a call, rubbing the space between his eyes as he feels his daily headache come on. He’s impressed that he’s managed to nearly finish his workday without it appearing until now. He groans low in his throat, debating on getting up to grab a glass of water so he can take a pill or just sucking it up these last 30 minutes.

He gets his answer when an incoming call rings through his headset, making Donnie roll his eyes hard and into the back of his skull. He inhales deeply through his nose to prepare himself, letting it out when he clicks on a key to answer the phone.

“Thank you for calling tech support, this is Donatello speaking, how can I help you today.” He doesn’t bother putting on his customer service voice, his headache dully throbbing now as he waits for the other person on the line to start rambling about their dumb issue.

“Hi, how are you today?” You say, giving the standard pleasantries before delving into your computer issue.

Typical, of course his last call would try to make small talk.

“I’m fine ma’am, thank you. How can I help you today?” He repeats it, resisting the urge to roll his eyes again and leans back in his chair, swaying gently side to side. He thinks about what he should eat after, his eyes trailing to the clock in the Lair that signifies in big red letters that it’s nearly 2 a.m. Not the latest he’s stayed up but today’s shift was particularly exhausting. Maybe it’s the full moon or something, ‘Mercury in Gatorade’ as Mikey would sometimes call it.

“Hello?”

Shit. He totally just fucking zoned out on you.

“Apologies ma’am, I didn’t quite catch that. Would you mind repeating it?” Great, he just extended this call by about 2 minutes.

“Oh, that’s alright! I’m dealing with an issue with my laptop’s ability to open programs fast. It’s taking forever just to open something and I’m not quite sure why.” You repeat your issue, quietly sighing as you aimlessly move your mouse around your screen, hoping that the guy on the other side will be able to help with you.

Donnie immediately knows what the problem could be; slow processing speeds a fairly common issue for him but thankfully an easy fix.

So he starts by asking the standard questions: do you have any programs that take a lot of space? Any tabs open that you aren’t using? Anything running in the background?

When you tell him ‘no, no and no’, that’s when he sits up from his chair and squints his eyes. If those aren’t the cause of your laptops slow speed then what could it be?

“Well,”

Ah, there it is.

“I do play a few games but those have never caused me problems before. Could that be it?”

Normally Donatello’s irritation would increase when the customer would ‘suddenly remember’ something that could be pausing their problem. You, however? Didn’t spark that within him for some reason. In fact, besides your calm demeanor, it’s the way you spoke so kindly to him combined with the fact that you also game apparently that has Donnie not wanting to snap at you.

“Like what?” He asks, being sure to keep it professional.

And when you list his all time favorite game among some others that he’s obsessed with, he has to practically force himself to not totally geek out. Sure he’s played some of the popular games nowadays like League or Valorant, but hearing you say that you modded some old PS1 games to play on your laptop practically skyrockets his excitement.

Which in turn makes his headache pound harder.

He’s unable to keep himself from hissing when a pang shoots right through his skull, knowing you heard it when you trail off your sentence.

“Are you alright?”

Maybe it’s because he’s had a long day or maybe it’s because this seems to be shifting into a migraine, but the concern and sincerity in your voice makes an odd feeling bubble in Donnie’s chest. Surely no one would ever be genuinely worried over an I.T guy, not when you have more pressing matters on your hands.

“My apologies miss, I’m just uh, dealing with a bit of a headache right now. Although I think it’s turning into a migraine.” He grunts through his clenched jaw, swinging carefully around in his chair as he searches for his bottle of Advil only to suck his teeth when he shakes the container and hears absolutely nothing rattling around.

“Oh no, I’m sorry! Do you want to go grab some medicine? I don’t mind waiting.”

The corner of Donnie’s lip twitches upward. He brings his hands to massage at his temples, the motions doing something to relieve the tension in his head but not nearly enough.

“I unfortunately just discovered that I’m out of medicine. But that’s alright, I’ll pick some up after this call.” He doesn’t bother hiding his sigh, settling back in his seat as he prepares to ask you more questions to help you out.

“What about any oils? Got any of those? Usually lavender or peppermint do the trick.” You put him on speaker and go to your Safari on your phone to begin looking up other remedies, wanting to assist this poor I.T man.

Donnie’s not quite sure why you’re trying to be helpful but at this point he doesn’t exactly care, the throbbing getting worse by the second.

“It could also be too much pressure, literally, around your head. Do you wear headbands or anything like that? Could also be your headphones.”

“No, no headbands. And my headphones have cushioning all around so not those either.” He responds, debating on texting Mikey to bring him the peppermint oil that April bought for Splinter last Christmas.

“Ah, a man of comfort.” You laugh, fingers quickly typing in your question into the search engine.

Donnie finds himself smiling faintly at the sound, a fleeting thought of ‘Wow, I want to hear that again’ passing through his brain.

“Well, I can’t use regular headphones for gaming. I’m also a fan of those games that you play.”

You blink in surprise, your scrolling faltering for half a second before continuing on.

“No way, really?”

And so you talk for the next 20 minutes about said games; reliving memories, talking about specific moments you wish you could experience again, the soundtracks, the characters. Everything.

For the first 10 minutes, Donnie kept reminding himself that he was just prolonging his work call, that he should drive the focus back onto your issue so he can hang up and clock out. But the more he talked to you, the more he said ‘fuck it’ and allowed himself this one rare moment of normalcy.

He also nearly forgot about his raging migraine, until it pleasantly reminded him that it was still present with a sharp stabbing pain behind his eyes.

It’s what snaps him back to reality, his face grimacing from the white hot torment happening in his skull.

“I’m so sorry, we should really get back to your computers issues.”

“Oh, right. Sorry.”

God, why did he feel so awful saying that? And why did it make his stomach twist when hearing just how disappointed you sounded? It’s something he’ll have to dissect later, not when he’s already 30 minutes past the standard call time for support.

“Let’s see what we’re working with here.”

This is one of the rare times Donnie wishes he wasn’t so smart with technology because in less than 5 minutes he solves your problem. He wishes he could just be a little average to talk to you more even if it’s computer stuff.

“Alright, you shouldn’t have a problem anymore. Anything else I can help you with?”

Please say yes please say yes please say yes.

“No, I’m all good. Thank so much Donatello!”

“Donnie! You can call me Donnie.”

Fuck.

“Just your friendly I.T tech support here to help you 24 hours a day.”

Double fuck.

Why did he say that? It’s standard spiel protocol but still, how utterly lame…

You can’t help but giggle at him, your cheeks hurting from smiling so much from this total stranger.

“Alright then, Donnie. I’ll know who to ask for if I ever need help again.”

He smiles and asks for your name, just so he’ll know who he’s talking to if you ever do call again. He repeats it back to you once you tell him, the word rolling off his tongue in such a way that makes you feel giddy and grinning like a kid in a candy store.

“Have a good night, please don’t hesitate to call back if you’re still experiencing technical difficulties.”

And by Darwin he hopes you do.

[enb-y]

↬ 07 DONATELLO COMFORTING READER WHO’S HAD A BAD DAY.

2007 teenage mutant ninja turtles.

request: ❝ hiya! i hope you’re doing good!

could i request some headcanons for a female reader x 2007!donnie, and the reader has had the worst day and she has a temper like raph’s and like basically how donnie would try to comfort her after finding her crying ❞ — 🟣 anon.

warnings: nothing too serious, mentions of crying.

characters: 2007 donatello

writers note: sorry if this seemed short, I’ve actually finished this in one day, I have actually been feeling a bit more motivated to write since I’ve been struggling with off and on writers block. I’m sorry for getting to ur request late.

readers pronouns are not mentioned.

✶ honestly, donatello probably would give you some advice for your temper, but he highly doubts it’ll work since some of it barely works for raph. maybe, because he doesn’t listen or merely doesn’t care. but he really does try with you and try to calm you down, especially if your day has been crappy. he won’t talk to you if that’s what you want. you’re more than welcome to stay in his room (lab?) if you’re needing a quiet space.

✶ when donatello came over to your place, who you specifically had a bad day, the worst day and was very stressed out to the point you broke down. he honestly didn’t know what to do. he’s never seen you cry, yell? yes, but rarely ever directed at him, which is good. the first thing he asked was if everything was okay and what was bothering you. he’ll allow you to vent, tell him about your awful day and try to comfort you (I don’t think he’s good at comforting others).

✶ if you want to cuddle, then that’s fine. he’ll cuddle with you and play with your hair as he holds you close to him. he’ll even have some kind of background music for you, if you wish to listen to something as you cry on him.

✶ he’s actually a good listener, and will listen to everything you have to say. as cliche as this sounds, this man will wipe your tears away, because he thinks that’s best and comforting. his hugs are pretty nice. he’s the type to rub your back as you cry on his shoulder and he’ll have another hand combing through your hair and answering back to you so it doesn’t seem like you're talking to a brick wall.

✶ he’ll put on a movie for you, any type of movie and he’ll be the one to order you food, you know? he’s decent at comforting, but he’s not the best, because there were times where he didn’t know what the hell to do— he’s a scientist not a therapist. but he does try his best with you in comforting you. he also has his stressful moments.

✶ this man also has a nice voice, it's soothing. his voice will be the most comforting in the moment as he tries to ease you. donatello will do everything you ask of him, just so you aren’t stressed out anymore. donnie has his moments of sweetness, there are times where he’s just bluntly honest.

end - live laugh love 2007 donatello. also, sorry if this made him seem ooc, I gotta rewatch the movie 💀