#tmnt bay

[gornackeaterofworlds]

Running never works out for you in the end, does it?

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Obligatory @luckycharms1701 come get ur guy

[astronautrobot]

Coal

The price of being a bad boy (not really, he has a heart of gold. This was Mikey's doing)

This is part of the Mutant Christmas 2024 art challenge

[irestotles]

I could never let anyone hate any versions of any turtles not gonna lie. I'll hunt you myself.

bay mikey is an exception. I understand completely.

[immedealwithit9855]

New Territory

CHAPTER 1

This is new to me and I have been on a TMNT high lately. And yes, it's all Bayverse. Not Sorry. Anyhow, this tale takes place 9 years after the defeat of The Krang. The Turtles are aged up and have since improved their skills. However when they meet 4 mysterious yet rambunctious females, their worlds begin to intertwine in ways that neither side could possibly imagine. Please be kind and just imagine. It may be long. And who knows, if it's good enough, I may add some spicy moments to the other chapters😉

Warning: No foul language. Maybe some fluff.

It was another night of patrol for the turtles. So far, drug deals foiled, street fights broken up, damsels in distress rescued from potential mugging, and the police have had quite a night slapping on cuffs and tossing punks in their cruisers. As usual, Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, and Michaelangelo have once again proven to be great warriors of the shadows.

"Alright guys, let's call it a night. Good job, all of you!" Says Leo with his signature smirk. "Wow, Fearless here givin 'words of encouragement?' This has been a good night in the Big Apple!" Raph teases, following a few snickers from the brains and heart of the group. Shaking his head, Leo let's the guys know," We're on the move, guys!" With smiles, they all leapt from building to building, returning to the lair.

Upon arrival, the turtles greet Splinter and see April sitting on the couch waiting for them. "Hey, Angel Cakes. What brings you here?" Says Mikey, grinning from ear to ear upon hugging April. "I wanted to come down to tell you something in regards to a conversation I had with Chief Vincent. Which we felt was important you know right away."

Seeing as she's gotten the attention of all turtles, she begins to explain a banquet being held in 3 weeks. An event centered around ending human trafficking. Many sponsors, foundations, and many different organizations will be present. Leonardo was apprehensive about the whole ordeal given that they're so embedded in the shadows. Raphael was in the same boat as Leo, Donnie was intrigued but wanted to know more. Mikey, per usual, ate the whole thing up and was excited. Then a bomb was dropped, a bomb that had them all equally curious. "The chief says her finest spies in New York will be making an appearance and she would love that you all can meet them and become acquainted."

"Interesting offer, April. But, is it really a good idea for us to be attending such a huge event with a room filled with important humans?" Leo asked with his arms crossed. "And what bout these 'spies?' Whats so special about em' anyway?" Raph joins in. "They're just gonna scream in our faces and call us....." He didn't even wanna finish the sentence, recalling the comment an officer at the time had made. April looks at all of them and simply says," I won't get into all the details, but I can say this: those higher up humans already know of you and your deeds to the city."

3 out of the 4 turtles were a bit hesitant about the whole idea. Then, Splinter added a simple note. "You do not attend such outings very often. It may be beneficial for you all." They all looked at each other. Leo finally says,"Alright, April. We trust you. We'll all be attending the event." And with that, they all began mentally and emotionally preparing for the banquet.

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The night of the banquet, all the turtles were nervous in their own ways. Leo gave them all a pep talk (at least, that what he calls it). "Alright guys, this is it. Remember, if it gets overwhelming, keep up communication, and we'll take our leave. Got it?"

"Yeah, Fearless, we get it!" Raph growled with an annoyed look on his face. Donnie gave a thumbs up while checking all his equipment. Mikey chimes in,"Relax bro. It's just a party! A party filled with people gathering for a great cause." As they entered the banquet hall, they were met with an array of applause that ceased any and all nerves. Tonight may turn out great.

After mingling with NYPD and some of the sponsors the turtles met up with April, Casey, and of course Vern. "Hey guys, how's it going? Having fun or what?" Casey rants as he gives Raph a fist bump. "So far, so good. Gotta admit it's kinda fancy." Says Donnie as he scouts the perimeter with his scanners. Chief Vincent finds and greets the turtles. "Thank You so much for coming it means a lot to have you here. I trust you've been informed of our "special attendees." The chief and April winked at each other, causing a hint of confusion amongst the turtles. "Indeed, we have. When will we be meeting these "attendees?" Leo says with anticipation. The 4 humans looked at each other with hopeful smiles and the Chief calmly says,"You'll know them, when you see them." Tells them all to enjoy the festivities and be prepared for some showstopping performances. The turtles couldn't help but wonder.

"Whats going on?"

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A half hour later, Raph looked around and noticed a lot of females staring at him and his brothers. Some whispered amongst themselves. Others giving fake smiles. And a few stare in awe of them. Mikey noticed this as well, returning their gestures with smiles. Then, suddenly a small group of women came upon them. All dressed provocatively, with ill-intentions behind their eyes. "Why hello there. Aren't you those turtles who saved the city from that big eye ball in the sky?" Donnie laughed nervously and answered," Well, it was called the TechnoDrone but, yes." The ladies looked at each other, then at the turtles,"Wow. You're amazing!" Earning a hidden blush from all the turtles. Raph grinned at the ladies reactions. Donnie snorted. Mikey laughed and started socializing a bit. Leo, was polite on the outside. Inside however, he kept his guard up. Then the ladies tones turned aggressively flirtatious.

Suddenly, one of the ladies grabbed Raph by his bicep and started pulling him away. (With whatever strength she thought she had pulling this big behemoth). Then the other ladies started pulling on Mikey and Donnie's arms to join them. When out of the blue, 4 other ladies approach the scene. The boys looked at them wondering what they should do and turn to Leo. The 4 ladies appeared to be annoyed with the scene. One of them stepping forward, arms crossed, eyes firm,"Care to explain why you ladies are pulling on these beautiful creatures, like a bunch of thirsty hoodrats?" The ladies release the turtles, one steps to the stern female,"We just wanted to dance with New York's heroes. Is that too much to ask?"

"You didn't ask! And from the looks of it, they don't seem comfortable with your behavior!" Snapped one the interfering ladies. It got quiet as the mystery woman's accomplice intervened,"And, Oh you mean how you were going to take New York's heroes in the middle of the floor and dump black paint on them!? That we successfully intercepted!?" The turtles were shocked at the sudden realization. The rude women became sheepish and embarrassed. The stern female walked closer, looked into their eyes,"These warriors saved your butts so you can live another day. And this is how you repay them? You will leave. Now!"

Leo was hoping his ears were playing tricks on him, the music, the festivities, or the conversations going on, but he could've sworn he heard this spunky female growl viciously at the girls. It sounded animalistic. As quick as they came, they quietly and obediently walked away without a word. The guys were stunned at this and couldn't help but be impressed with the girls defending them. Raph was amused by this fiery human female, clothed in the most beautiful shade of green dresses he's ever seen on a woman. Donnie was still in shock with the female who exposed the rude ladies plan for them, in fact , he wanted to know more while admiring her golden dress. Mikey was fixated on the quiet one. He admired her eyes as they met his with concern and adoration. Her peach colored dress made him blush. Wanting to know what she was REALLY working with.

Breaking the spell, Leo gave the girls a kind bow,"Thank you for that. We understand there may still be people out there who aren't as accepting of us. You have our gratitude." The ladies smiled and gracefully curtsied for the turtles, showing their love and appreciation. "We know what it's like to have society not be as accepting of our species. Please, do not hesitate to come to us if there be anymore trouble at this event. We're all in this together, after all." The shy female said, gently taking Mikey's hand. With that, the ladies disappeared in the crowd, before names were ever exchanged. "What a woman! I think I'm liking' dis party!" Raph grumbles as he watches the ladies walk away. Leo had to admit he admired the women for being bold on their behalf. "Guys. Did any of you catch what that girl said though?" Says Donnie, breaking the guys out of their love spells. "She said our 'species.' I'm curious to know what she meant by that. No sign of that statement was pointed to us." Leo made a mental note of Donnie's observation," Well, they seem to be well-rounded women, let's keep an eye on them for good measure."

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As the night continued, important people were given awards and recognized. Survivors came forth sharing their testimonies of strength and courage. A jaw dropping step dance performance from a group of children and teens. The banquet hall was filled with hollers, cheers, and chants. And finally, the moment the turtles were waiting for. Chief Vicent made her way to the podium. "We hope you all had a great time tonight!" She was met with hoots, hollers, and barking sounds from Mikey. "I would like to end this night with a performance from New York's finest and to recognize them for going above and beyond to rescue children from human trafficking." The turtles were listening carefully but also anxious to see who the Chief was speaking of.

"These individuals have gone above and beyond the necessary limits. Utilizing their skills to infiltrate the most dangerous areas in the world. Risking life and limb so these children can go back home to their families." As she spoke, a tear began to form in her eyes. Mikey took notice of this and thought,"These guys must be really hardcore to draw tears from someone as serious as the Chief."

"Their strength and courage is an inspiration for us to continue to get these kids back home where they belong!" Applause followed. "They're not just frontliners, they're champions, and I am proud to call them my children." Leo and Donnie's eyes widened,"Children!?"

"Please, welcome to the stage: Alopex, Dinah, Kenzi, and Charlie.

As the women made their way to the podium, the turtles were in shock when they realized they were the ones who foiled that plot to openly humiliate them. The women gave the Chief hugs and kisses. The Chief continued," From all of us to you, Thank you for your services and your continued dedication to this cause." Each woman given their own keys to the city. "My girls." Chief blurted out before giving each of them a microphone, making her way off the stage. Music started and the girls started to sing.

As they sat and listened to these beautiful women sing, the turtles were just enraptured. Their beauty. Their charm. What really took the cake, was how they defended them from those plotting to do them harm. The girls could've stood by and watched, no. They stepped in and helped them. Mutant Ninja Turtles. They wanted to know more. They wanted more.

As the night drew to a close, everyone mingling, exchanging hand shakes and congratulations, the girls and the turtles found each other in the crowd. As if they're drawn to each other. They started conversing, when April scurried over and launched herself in Alopex's arms. "Hey, hey, hey. What'd I tell ya!?" She says with a smirk. "I don't care what you told me, you were amazing! You all were amazing!" As she put April down, Raph asked,"How do ya know each other?" Kenzi jumped in,"We met 9 months ago at the coffee shop nearby. We hit it off pretty well." Leo and Donnie looked at one another. "How come we're just now meeting these talented, lovely ladies?" Mikey chimed in, winking at Charlie. "I wanted to make sure they were legit before I introduced you. Quite frankly, they've gone above and beyond that as well." They all laughed and continued to converse. All the while, Raph was captivated by Alopex. Leo was amused by Dinah. Donnie intrigued by Kenzi. Mikey falling in love with Charlie. Needless to say, this night will end on a good note.

The banquet drew to a close and April suggested the turtles walk the girls home. Alopex intervened,"April, no. That's too much. It's late enough already. I can imagine these guys need to get home!" April made a face and they all knew she wasn't taking no for an answer. With little to no debate, they all left for the girl's quarters.

On the way there, they were all getting to know one another. Dinah and Leo talked about teamwork and how beneficial it is even during times of uncertainty. Raph and Alopex were so engulfed in each other. Raph talked about their many beat downs, Alopex shared the many experiences they had in different countries. Donnie and Kenzi talked about different forms of tech, including security systems, tracking devices, and other topics geeks discuss. Realizing they have some things in common. Mikey and Charlie were hitting it off hard. Telling jokes, dancing wild, making flatulent noises, until one of them actually let one rip. Earning disgusted side glares from their siblings as they pointed at each other.

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As they came upon the girl's living quarters, they were shocked to see they lived in an abandoned subway station. Granted, their living arrangements is in the sewers, but these were beautiful human ladies, who survived the unimaginable on the Frontlines. Why were they living in a subway station? Before a word was spoken, Kenzi seductively brushed past Donnie, making the brainiac blush,"Don't get it twisted, sexy. There's more here than meets the eye."

'Did this female just call his over 6 ft self 'sexy?'

She scans a piece of her hair, transforming the abandoned subway train into a luxurious train suite. As they entered the train, the turtles were amazed with the set-up. Different gear, weapons, equipment littered the walls. In the other car, was their sleeping area. "Wow, who'd have thought a big brute like me would be invited to a place like this, with a sexy pair of legs like yours." Raph grunted out, making Leo nudge his shoulder. Alopex blushed and simply said,"I see no brute here." She says as she gently caressed his cheek, "Never sell yourself short. None of you!" Her words echoed in Raph's mind and threw the others for a spin.

"Besides, what do you think we are?" Dinah joins, exposing her Panther tail. "We're not exactly "human." Says Charlie as she exposed her fox tail. Kenzi steps towards Donnie, circling him, as her cheetah tail is revealed. Donnie is speechless and Kenzi playfully tickles his snout with her tail and smiles. Alopex exposing her wolf-like tail. The turtles are baffled by this sudden reveal. They all knew one thing was certain: This is going to be an interesting relationship.

And quite a ride going forward.

[tmnt-whump]

heya! does anyone have any bay turtle whump that doesn't involve romance or s3x? i just wana read about the guys fighting not making out. no hate to those kinda stories but theres so many that it is hard to find anything except you know?

Hey guys! What you got for nonny? I don't read a lot of Bayverse, so I don't know any offhand!

[personwtf]

HAHAHA THEY DID NOT DO OUR HOME BOI JUSTICE

S3 E4

[rottmnt-hc]

Why do I have the sudden urge to write the youngest brother Raph AU? But only during a Turtleverse episode. (Not all the turtles at once, I'm thinking either all of one Turtle. Mainly 03, 12, 87, and/or Bay.)

If I do Leonardo, Bay Leo is going to be in for a rude awakening.

[gornackeaterofworlds]

For tmnt, I have a bay Donnie spiderverse fic I wanna start

In general, my own ocverse Ogden. Sooo excited to rough draft the first book

what is one thing you absolutely want to write in 2024?

[shootingstarsue]

[gornackeaterofworlds]

Restrained

@thelaundrybitch :>

Click for unfuzziness

Normal lineart below, and inspired by @shardkn1ght based on this ref

[hitwiththefandomz]

Happy February lovelies♡

[immedealwithit9855]

Clouded State of Mind

He couldn't put his finger on it. He just couldn't believe it. Him of all living beings. A girlfriend? A mate? Sitting in his chair gazing into his unorganized desktop, thinking about the female who invaded his thoughts. His heart. Obviously his pants!

It all started 7 months ago. Him and his brothers were having a bit of leisure while on patrol, decided to watch the festivities from one of the buildings. The usual con artists selling their stale pretzels at stupid prices, street artists wasting their talents for snobby patrons, weirdos walking around with their pet snakes, then he saw her. Dressed comfortably in jean shorts, converse shoes, and a leopard print shirt showcasing your well toned body.

He watched as you started dancing. The way you curved your body fascinated him. He'd been training to become a ninja all his life, he wouldn't call himself a dancer but he thought his skills as a ninja were exceptional enough to be beneficial for the team.

He could tell you were being recorded, when he noticed another female holding a camera, broadcasting your performance. You drew in quite an audience as you executed different tricks and maneuvers, earning round of applause and whistles. When the performance was over, you bid your female friend farewell and was about to depart when a men approached you. Being so far away, he could'nt hear the discussion, he could tell you weren't comfortable. Gave the man a kind wave and went on your way. However, you may have been done but the guy wasn't!

Donatello caught the guy stalking you in the crowd, alerting his brothers. They watched carefully as you continued to walk outta the crowd into a more open area.

"Follow them." He orders, as they all swiftly tailed you and your stalker.

You came upon an alley, the guy speed walks toward you. Before his flesh made any contact with your beautifully braided hair, he was stopped by a massive, scaly hand. His eyes nearly popping out of its sockets when he saw Donatello's pointed face. You turned and caught a glimpse of the turtles surrounding the stalker.

"Stalkin' women on the street? Not a good look, man. Get outta here, before my brotha breaks somethin' by mistake!" Raph growls, wishing he was the one breaking the guys arm. He didn't have to tell him twice. Dude ran faster than a cheetah hunting its prey. The guys turned to you, ready for you to scream in terror or faint. Instead, you gave them a curious look and smiled.

"Thank you. Hes been stalking me for months, he almost got me there. I appreciate you stepping in." You said with a sincere voice.

Its rare for them to receive 'thank yous' from those they've helped. So they just did their usual thing.

"Its our job, ma'am. Are you alright?" Leonardo asked, being the leader that he was.

As they talked, Donnie was getting a good look at you. Your braids were so impressive. You spoke so genuinely when explaining you're just trying to blow off steam from a stressful day at work. Enjoying New York's festivities. Leonardo began to explain the seriousness knowing of their existence, how it's important not many people should know of them. Donnie felt a surge run through his heart. What was that?

"Yo Earth to Donnie, ya there?" Raph asked, puzzled to why his geek brother was acting funny.

"Yeah, Raph. I'm good. Just....."

You turned your attention to Donatello, he jolted. You walked up to him, extended your hand,"My name is Y/N."

Some women would scream, run away, maybe even call them 'freaks.' But this woman, you just casually extended a hand of peace and friendship. You wanted to get to know him. He didn't know how to react, his body just moved, grabbed and shook he hand gently.

"Donatello. Happy to be of assistance." He said with an awkward smile.

Now here he is tapping away at his desk waiting for you to arrive. He caught a whiff of the air, that coconut and Shea Butter body wash you've been using a lot lately. He turns around and there you are, dressed casually in denim jeans, a white tank top, your braided hair in a ponytail. No matter what you wore, he was hooked. He explained that hes finishing some computer work and allowed you access to the dojo for practice, until hes able to spens time with you.

You kissed his cheek and let him focus. He sighed, your kisses always creating a bubbly feeling in his stomach. After finishing up his computer work and doing a little welding work on the truck, he decided to check on you. What he walked in on was not what he expected.

You were dancing as if you had an audition, having to perfect every move. He watched from the doorway, enjoying how focused you were as you moved your body to the beat. He caught himself tapping his toes to the rhythm. The music was at an appropriate level so it wouldn't disturbed the lair. As he watched you dance, Mikey just so happen to be passing by noticing Donnie standing there gawking at you while you. He knew of your relationship and knew Donnie was still in the shy guy stage, so he improvised. He took a few steps back and tackled Donnie to the ground alerting you.

You watched with amusement as the 2 terrapin brothers tussled on the floor. It was a dojo so it was appropriate but Mikey's little plan worked as you watched Donnie get tough and rowdy for a change, rather than being shut in and isolated. Eventually their rough housing got the attention of Master Splinter, whom was uninterested with the way they were going at it. Using his tail to whip both their shells. Lucky for them, their shenanigans weren't serious enough to be put in the hashi.

After things settled down, you and Donnie decided to relax in the living area and watch some TV. Watching Law & Order: SVU.

Somewhere in between you couldn't help but blurt out,"Gotta say, you pretty aggressive back there. Wrestling with Mikey." He choked, then chuckled at your comment. It's rare for him to get that worked up, whether during training or having a scuffle with his brothers. "Makes me wonder how you get in 'other' activities." You quivered your brows at him.

His brain did double takes, rain checks, and somersault. 'Did I hear her correctly? Does she...want me? In that way?' Rather than allow his emotions get the better of him. He nuzzled her forehead and you both continued to watch TV.

After watching 2 episodes, you started to get distracted. You casually laid your head on his shoulder, he leads into you. He could feel your pulse as you got closer. Their eyes met. Without a single word, he turned off the TV, took your hand, and slowly lead you to his lab. He held back long enough. Quite frankly, so did you.

As the door to his room closed, Mikey peaked out from his hiding spot. Sporting a Cheshire grin. "Finally. The plan worked. My bros gonna get him some!"

Raph looked down from his workout area as Mikey danced with joy to his victory. "Great. I owe da twerp $50! Crap!" He grunts as he continues his drills.

[httpvomitello]

Heeeeeey, how’s it going? I was thinking... something with our BAY TMNT boys, separately, their reaction when they discover that the reader (whom they secretly have a crush on) has a small and adorable pet turtle. Maybe one day they went to her house and saw the big, cute tank, noticing something tiny moving at the bottom and seeing a little turtle living its life in peace, surrounded by cute decorations and food everywhere (just to give you an idea) c:

I love that everyone comes to a consensus that the reader will always have a pet turtle. Anyways, hope you like it! ♡♡♡♡

Turtleception *⁠.⁠✧

Leo wasn’t one to take unnecessary risks, but for you? Well, he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t found himself in a few precarious situations just to be closer to you. Tonight, however, was supposed to be a simple visit—nothing too crazy.

He climbed through your window with his usual quiet precision. The soft glow of your apartment’s lighting welcomed him.

“(Y/N)?” he called out softly, not wanting to startle you.

“In here!” Your voice came from the living room.

He followed the sound, but before he could make it all the way, something caught his eye. Against the wall stood a large glass tank, filled with vibrant decorations, miniature plants, and a tiny rock formation in the center. Curious, he stepped closer, eyes scanning the setup.

Then, he saw it—a tiny turtle, slowly paddling its way through the water, completely oblivious to the world around it.

Leo blinked, crouching down for a better look. “Is that…a turtle?” he muttered to himself, unable to stop the small smile spreading across his face.

“Oh, you met Speedy!” you said, stepping into the room with a grin.

“Speedy?” Leo echoed, his amusement clear.

“Yeah, ironic name, I know,” you said with a laugh. “He’s been with me for a while. Got him when he was even tinier.”

Leo chuckled, his fingers resting lightly on the edge of the tank. “He’s…adorable.”

You tilted your head, with a provocative smile on the lips, joking you said, “You like turtles?”

Leo hesitated, the slightest hint of a blush creeping onto his cheeks. “Well, you could say I have a…personal connection.”

You smirked, leaning closer. “Let me guess. You see yourself in him, huh?”

Leo chuckled, shaking his head. “Something like that.”

The sight of you caring for such a small, delicate creature warmed his heart. He could see how much love and attention you poured into Speedy’s care.

“You know,” he said, standing upright, “I think Speedy’s lucky to have you.”

You smiled, meeting his gaze. “And I think I’m lucky to have you, Leo.”

His heart skipped a beat, and he silently vowed to visit more often—if not just for you, then to check on his fellow turtle friend.

Raph wasn’t one for subtle entrances, but tonight, he made an exception. He climbed through your window with ease, landing silently on your living room floor.

He glanced around, his sharp eyes quickly taking in the space. That’s when he noticed it—a large glass tank sitting in the corner. His brows furrowed, and he walked over, curiosity piqued.

As he got closer, he spotted it—a tiny turtle, lounging on a rock under a miniature lamp, living its best life.

“What the…?” Raph muttered, leaning in closer.

“Oh, hey, Raph!” your voice called from the kitchen.

He straightened, turning as you entered the room with a bowl of snacks. “Didn’t know you had a pet,” he said, nodding toward the tank.

You smiled, setting the bowl down. “Oh, that’s Tank. He’s my little buddy.”

Raph crossed his arms, glancing back at the tiny turtle. “Tank, huh? Fitting name.”

You chuckled. “Yeah, he’s small but tough. Reminds me of someone.”

Raph smirked, the compliment not lost on him. “So, you’re into turtles?”

You shrugged, sitting on the couch. “Always have been. Tank’s just the cutest, don’t you think?”

Raph crouched down, watching as Tank lazily paddled through the water. “Yeah…he’s alright.” His tone was gruff, but you could see the soft glint in his eyes.

You nudged him playfully. “Admit it, you think he’s adorable.”

Raph huffed, trying to keep his tough exterior intact. “Maybe.”

But deep down, he couldn’t deny it. Seeing you care for something so small and fragile made his chest ache in the best way.

Donnie wasn’t one to show up unannounced, but after getting an excited text from you about some “new setup,” his curiosity got the better of him. He made his way to your place and slipped in quietly, his eyes scanning the room for whatever it was you wanted to show him.

Then, he saw it—a large glass tank filled with intricate decorations, bubbling water, and in the center, a tiny turtle happily exploring its aquatic home.

Donnie’s eyes widened, and he immediately stepped closer, adjusting his goggles for a better look. “No way…” he whispered, fascinated by the detailed setup.

“Donnie! You’re here!” you said, stepping into the room.

He turned to you, his excitement clear. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a turtle?”

You laughed, moving to stand beside him. “I thought I did. That’s Shelly.”

“Shelly,” Donnie repeated, his tone approving. “A classic name.”

You nodded proudly. “I’ve had her for a while. Just upgraded her tank today.”

Donnie couldn’t help but admire your handiwork. “This is…impressive. The filtration system, the decor placement, even the water temperature—it’s perfect.”

You raised a brow, smirking. “You’re geeking out over my turtle, aren’t you?”

He chuckled, adjusting his goggles again. “Can you blame me? She’s practically a part of the family now.”

The idea of you caring for something so meticulously made his admiration for you grow even more.

Mikey was always eager to visit you, and tonight was no different. He practically bounced through your window, landing in your living room with a wide grin.

“(Y/N)! I’m here!” he called out, his voice full of excitement.

“Hey, Mikey! Be right there!” you called back from another room.

While waiting, Mikey’s eyes wandered around your apartment. That’s when he spotted it—a large tank filled with colorful plants, tiny figurines, and…a turtle?

“No way,” Mikey whispered, his grin growing even wider as he crouched down to get a better look. “You’ve got a tiny me!”

The little turtle swam lazily through the water, completely unaware of the giant mutant admiring it.

“That’s Mr. Wiggles,” you said, stepping into the room.

“Mr. Wiggles?” Mikey repeated, laughing. “That’s the best name ever!”

You grinned. “He’s my little buddy. Got him a few years ago.”

Mikey tapped lightly on the glass, watching as Mr. Wiggles paddled over curiously. “Dude, this is awesome. It’s like you were meant to be part of the turtle squad.”

You chuckled, sitting beside him. “Maybe. He’s pretty low-maintenance, but he’s good company.”

Mikey glanced at you, his smile softening. “You’re pretty good company too, you know.”

Your cheeks warmed at his words, and you nudged him playfully. “Thanks, Mikey.”

He leaned closer to the tank, watching Mr. Wiggles with a twinkle in his eye. “Man, I think I just found my new best friend.”

You laughed, feeling your heart swell. Mikey’s joy was infectious, and you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have him—and your tiny turtle companion—in your life.

[yorshie]

sees your requests open and slides in like a penguin on ice 🧊

possibly showing off a new swimsuit in front of the turtles in hopes it gets Raph's attention because every other hint you've dropped has gone wayyyy over his head (...or so you assume) 👀

showers you in love and sparkles!!! ✨️💕🫂

Kkkkkeeeeeiiiiisssshhhhhhaaaaaaa. *clings to you like a wet noodle*

I scrolled all the way down to the bottom of my requests and gasped when I saw your name. >:3. I gladly shower in the love and sparkles, and hope you forgive me for the amount of silent pining I’m about to shove down everyone’s throat. lol.

Bay Raph x fem reader (I think the only gendered terms are two pieces bathing suit but idk does that count in 2025? Question mark? Idk I’m tired)

SFW

Ok. Breathe. You can do this.

The mid-morning sun cut through the lacy curtains and across the tiny vanity surrounding the sink. The bathroom you were holed up in was better suited for the sixties, with the chair rail topped with faded, flowered wallpaper and the worn floor that couldn’t quite hide the handmade nails driven in to hold the boards in place. You knew plans had been made and then discarded over and over concerning updating it, but no one could quite agree on how to update it, and hardly anyone came up to use the little bathroom cooped up at the end of the hallway to be reminded about it.

Which was precisely why you were holed up in it now. Even though the door hadn’t locked for years, it was the safest place to hype yourself up.

You were failing miserably.

“You got this,” You told your reflection for what felt like the hundredth time, gaze flicking down below your chin before resolutely jerking back up to your face.

A second ruled by your thundering heartbeat, before you gave in. “Nope. I can’t do this.”

It’s just a bathing suit. You reasoned with yourself. Just a bathing suit, modest even for two piece standards if you were being honest but…

God, it….. it was so red.

The exact same shade of red as Raph’s bandana.

You’d hunted for that exact shade of color, of course. You practically had it tattooed to the back of your eyelids, had lost countless hours imagining what the feel of that bandana would be like under your fingers if you were only brave enough to reach out.

You’d contemplated it, once, when leaning against the back of the couch while bantering with Raphael. Had thought about just… reaching out, twirling the nearest loop of fabric about your fingers and wrist like it was something commonplace, something you were allowed to do-

But your bravery had deserted you the moment Raph had looked over his shoulder at you, eyes crinkled soft in silent laughter, relaxed and carefree in the conversation. Something you had thought impossible when you had first met him.

You couldn’t have handled it if that soft look had disappeared, if the armored walls he had slowly lowered during the time you’d known him snapped back into place.

You stared at the red bathing suit again, tugging on it gently in the hopes it might cover up more perceived flaws, like it might answer your unspoken questions, like it might give insight on whether or not this would work.

None of the other things you’d chanced to show Raph how you’d felt had worked, after all.

You wanted… You just wanted to show him…

You let out a pained, warbling curse, head dropping to rest in your hands as you contemplated sneaking back to the room you were sharing with April and pretending you were too sick to go downstairs.

A heavy knock sounded on the door, a muffled voice quickly to follow. “Hey, princess, ready to go?”

You startled, badly, tripping on the worn, warm rug laid out in front of the claw footed tub and having to catch yourself to keep from going completely ass over tea kettle into the cold porcelain.

It hurt, no matter what, slipping on the rim and sliding into the hollow, swim suit bottom riding up painfully on the descent.

Raph called your name out in question while you internally panicked, staring at the door while dread coiled oily and dark beneath your sternum.

”I’m- fine!” You called back, wincing internally when your voice cracked in a lie between the two words.

Evidently Raph heard the tell as well. “uh, huh. Yeah, sure. Try that again, peaches. You good?” There came a testing rattle of the doorknob, and your heart leapt. “You didn’t fall, right?”

“Don’t-“ you struggled to get back on your feet, hands and hip slipping on the tub with a loud squeak when your skin stuck to the cold surface. “Don’t open the door!”

The testing jiggle of the doorknob stopped, and you could feel the stare Raph was leveling at the door through his pointed silence. “You did fall.”

Accusing. You flinched at the sound, stumbling towards the door and leaning both hands against it like that might succeed in keeping him out if he decided otherwise.

“I promise I’m fine!” You hurriedly looked around for your T-shirt, anything, a towel for god’s sake, to wrap yourself in. A helpful thought flitted through your mind that you had left your clothes on your borrowed bed to avoid the exact scenario of trying to hide the bathing suit, and your head thunked against the door in internal shame.

Raph shifted on the other side, feet scuffing slightly. You could hear the sound of stiff fabric rubbing against scales, and realized he must have been on his way out to the pond when he came to check on you, the stiff sound of swim shorts unmistakable.

“Ok…. Well, I got a towel for ya, if you want it, so you don’t have to sit on the grass when we’re done swimming. You ready to go?” It was a lot, you knew, for him to give up the line of questioning. It made the answer you were about to give him sour all the more.

You gripped the door knob tight, your other hand clenching tight enough to drive your nails into your skin as you waffled. “I- I don’t think I can.”

A pointed silence. Then: “What? Why?”

It was your turn to shift, weighing each word. “I’m uncomfortable.”

Raph turned that over for a moment in silence, before you heard another rustle of cloth. “Here- open up.”

You gripped the doorknob tighter, parroting him in words and tone without meaning to. “What? Why?”

“S’ my shirt,” The door opened despite you clinging to it, just a smidge, just enough for him to wedge the article of clothing through the crack. “You can cover up with it, so you can still have fun.”

You took the shirt automatically, staring at it like it was a foreign thing while Raph shut the door once more with a soft click.

It was worn, likely years old, the seams frayed and a number of small holes dotting along the neckline. It would likely swallow you whole, take several rubber bands to hold to your frame, but…

It was red. A more muted color than your bathing suit, but-

You swallowed, hard, setting the shirt on the sink and laying a hand on it for comfort, before steeling your spine.

You heard Raph take a preemptive step when you turned the knob, backing up out of the way, but your eyes were fixed somewhere on his midriff as you stepped out into the hallway next to him.

”You…” His words trailed off, sounding a bit higher pitched than you were used to, and you chanced a look up at his face.

Green eyed wide, he stared at you, gaze tracking down over your torso before he seemed to remember himself and his eyes snapped back to your face. The finer scales around his beak and cheeks mottled, turning a more muted color, as blood rushed to his face. “You -ah, s’… nice-”

He snapped a hand up to his face like that might stop the train crash of words leaving his mouth, and you felt the first warm ember creep alive in your chest, that oily feeling lessening.

Silence, for a long moment, as you both considered each other. Sunlight streamed through the far window across the opened space beyond the bannister, backlighting the side of Raph’s shell and his face a golden color. Somewhere below, you could hear Donnie humming a song.

“I… liked the color.” You told him softly, finally, wrapping one arm around yourself and leaning against the door jam, breaking the stand off.

Raph made a low noise, muffled, behind the meat of his hand, and your gaze dropped in time to see his other fist clench tight before tracking back up the scutes covering his chest.

”You good?” You asked him with that same, quiet voice, feeling that beat of self consciousness grow the longer he stayed silent. Chancing another glance up at him, you found a deep look settling over his face, thoughts flashing like rapid fire hits as microexpressions twisted the features around his fist with an alarming rate.

’Yeah,” he finally breathed, hand dropping to clench at his side with the other. “Yea, m’fine. You uh- you ready, then?”

He still had that slightly hunted look, barely stepping to the side as you nodded slowly and moved past. Your elbow grazed the hard plating of his plastron as you stepped past him, and you heard him suck in a sharp breath at the sensation.

Goosebumps erupted down your spine as you felt him move to shadow your steps down the hall, but when you turned to look over your shoulder his gaze wasn’t on you, that still rather thoughtful scrunch between his eyes. “Your shirt?” You reminded him, gesturing back down the hall.

Narrowed green gaze considered you for a moment, not looking back towards the still lit bathroom. They tracked down your form for a moment, and you felt that kernel of warmth once more.

”Leave it… unless you need it?” The second part was intoned like a revelation, half turning like he’d go back for it.

Your hand on his arm stopped him in his tracks. ‘No,” You squeezed, and felt the muscle ripple in response. ‘I don’t.”

[dysfunctional-doodle]

I have been uh kinda busy as always and so I have a few sketches/wips that I’m just gonna throw on here. The first one is from a comic im working on, and the other is for an anon who wanted me to draw the other half of the bay boys in my style (sorry leo, you were never completed even a little)

I hate drawing the bayverse turtles stop making me draw them dammit

-> Commissions || My Kofi <-

[gornackeaterofworlds]

Saw this and did it cuz I make OCs super different from myself

Used my bay oc Anni since that's who I've written for. Also literally every OC would win in a fight. Not that most are that strong, I'm just that week(and also I make them significantly smarter than me..)

@little-mouse-gardens

Writer v. OC!

Tagged by @theluckywizard. Here's me v. Eilan. If you'd like to give this a shot, you can find the piccrew here.

Tagging @bluewren @flaggermuser @oliversrarebooks @mrslyncx @narravero @moonlightheretic @hekaerges @varric-tethras-editor @megasaurusssss