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mugimugitmnt · 3 months

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Chapter 1

(Also on Wattpad under the name @/darknesssings, my own original work)

Michelangelo smashed away at the buttons on his controller, tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead as digitally fought against the evil video game orc, concentration blurring his surroundings. Raphael sat promptly behind him, on the couch, sipping on day old soda, spilling sarcastic remarks, "You suck at this game, I coulda beat this guy 5 minutes ago." Mikey rolled his eyes, delivering the final blow before the villainous orc fell over. "Oh yeah, that's how you do it," Mikey jumped up and wiggled around the living room, showing off his 'VICTORY' screen.

Leonardo sat quietly in his room, his little corner of the sewer. He softly hummed as he sat in his meditative state, breathing as deeply as his lungs would allow him. Donatello also sat silently in his makeshift lab, scribbling along on his notepad, complex equations that didn't make sense to anyone but him. Soft melodies drummed out of a radio by Donnie's side, barely loud enough to carry its sound out into the main living space.

Master Splinter has long been gone, a heavy slumber claiming him on a particularly cold day in New York. It still pulled at the turtles heartstrings, but they no longer cried streams at the very thought of their father. "Death is not permanent, for as long as you all remember me, and my teachings, do I live enterally." Leo repeated his father's words to him and his brothers, most days it remained as the subject of his meditations.

April and Casey had also moved along in their lives, in different ways of course. They had married and moved into a nice house in Manhattan, their careers in media and law enforcement had taken them further than what either of them would have ever imagined.

Life is good. That's what they all would say. Shredder had long been defeated. Life is good. The Krang and any other violent life force had long been exterminated on planet earth. Life is good. If you asked any of the turtles boys, they would all say, "Yeah, totally, life is good."

Life is boring. They were mutated turtles, 6 feet tall, dangerous in any range or capacity. If anything, some would say the most dangerous creatures on earth. Intelligent and overwhelming strong, armored and trained. There wasn't anything they couldn't do. Ironic, since there was literally nothing they could do. Living life, consisting of beating up pickpockets in the darkness of a trash riddled alley way, coming into their honestly odorous and pungent sewage home, to eat old freezer food, never to see the light of a nice sunny day in a New York park, was not living life.

But here they sat, almost 30 in age, and no prospects at ever joining a society. They had all come to terms with it, sorta. It still bothered Leonardo that he wouldn't ever get to see the rural waterfalls in Yosemite or Brazil, or feel the mist against his face with a bright rainbow painting the above sky. It still bothered Raphael that he'd never be able to spar with anyone else besides his brothers, that he would never feel the rise of an adrenaline rush at the threat of a new opponent. It still bothered Donatello that he would never be able to show off his scientific findings to the outside world, having to hide behind an alias online in odd forums to share his chemical reactions and formulas, but he would never win a Nobel Prize. It still bothered Michelangelo that every person he talked to online would never know his true form, and he would have to settle with the idea he would never dance with someone else, like in those cool hip hop YouTube videos, never feel the rhythm of a song in a studio.

It still bothers them.

#teenage mutant ninja turtles 2016 #oc x tmnt

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mugimugitmnt · 2 years

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“BAM! You’ve been hacked by Donatello!”

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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One of my irl friends asked for this and I thought it was funny but also 😳 so here it is

How the Guys like ass (BayVerse)

Reminder: they are always, always depicted as adults in anything I write! 18+ content below

Leonardo

Leo’s more of a tits kinda guy

But he loves leaning back while you’re doing your thing on top of him

Admires the shit out of your entire body

Runs his hands up and down your sides the entire time

Doesnt like to grab you too hard unless that’s what you two are going for

Raphael

If there was ever an ass guy, it’s fucking Raph

Grabs your ass like minimum 10x a day

You walk by and *smack* on your ass

He’s not shy to grab your ass in front of people, he’s a jerk like that lmao

Doggie, that’s all imma say

Strongest fucking hands

Donatello

He likes to spank

Won’t do it in front of people like Raph

This cheeky bastard likes to act like he’s all innocent- BUT NAY

The BIGGEST fetishes, especially if it involves you wearing anything like straps around your ass and waist

Likes to do it in his lab chair

Michelangelo

Eats Ass

Like groceries

Has “AssEater” trademarked

I love how we as a collective just said one day that Mikey likes it when you sit on his face

This dude is like a rabbit

Will have sex with you 24/7 if you let him

#oc x tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2016 #bayverse turtles #tmnt raph x reader #tmntsmut #18+#ass #tmnt mikey #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt leonardo #tmnt love #tmnt raphael #tmnt raph 2016 #tmnt donatello #tmnt donnie #tmnt michelangelo

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Oh please can you do 16, 75 and 84 with Leo please

I will do my very best @geekgirl24 💙 Sorry it’s a little shorter than my usual drabble.

Warning: La-la-la-la-language and oh the smutty smut, 18+ only kiddies!

“Good. Again!”

You wanted to groan as you moved through the kata for what felt like the hundredth time tonight. When you had asked your boyfriend to train with you, you hadn’t expected him to take it so seriously. You weren’t trying to be a ninja, just wanted to tone some muscle. You could feel your thighs begin to shake, and your arms felt like lead. In your mind, you were calling the handsome turtle every name in the book, inventing a few new ones. However, voicing your complaints would feel cowardly, and you refused to show Leo any weakness.

Leo watched you carefully. Your determined grimace almost made him break from his training face. You were absolutely adorable. He knew you were hating every second of this. As leader, it was his job to draw out every drop of greatness from his team. He knew how to push them beyond their perceived limits, like he was pushing you now. It was just a bonus for him that you were gleaming with sweat in a sports bra and tiny yoga shorts. Damn delicious.

He finally decided that you had been tormented enough for this session and threw a bottle of water to you. You barely caught it, your arms heavy with exhaustion. Perhaps he went too far?

“Hey, you okay?”

Your head whipped up quickly, your smile a little too bright, “Psh, I’m great. Never better.”

He raised a brow ridge. Liar. He had to give you credit for pure stubbornness. Passing you a towel to wipe off, he sat down beside you at the edge of the mat. He admired the pink flush on your face as he removed the wrappings from his calloused hands. A drop of sweat that you missed rolled down your throat, across your chest, and disappeared into your cleavage. He licked his lips.

“Listen, you did really good for your first time. Better than any of us did on our first training session.”

“Leo, you all were children. That’s hardly a compliment.”

You stretched your arms high and arched your back. Leo couldn’t help but zero in on how the move lifted your breasts. He bit his lip as an idea crossed his mind.

“Still, I was hard on you. Let me make it up with a massage?”

He was itching to get his hands on your sweat-slicked skin. His Sensei was meditating in his room, Donnie was working in his lab, and Raph and Mikey were out doing who knows what. He was confident no one would interrupt. Without giving you time to answer, he started rubbing your damp shoulders and neck, digging at the knotted muscles with his thumbs. Your head fell forward with a grateful sigh. Leo moved around behind you, caging you in with his powerful thighs. He slowly worked his way down your spine, pressing soft open mouth kisses to your shoulders and upper back. Once he reached your low back, you couldn’t help the moan that slipped out. You planted your hands on his knees and squeezed. Leaning into his plastron, you rolled your head back onto his shoulder. He kissed your sweaty temple, and tried to ignore the stirring in his loins. You turned your head slightly to kiss along his jaw and damn that stirring was getting harder to ignore. When you turned halfway, pulling his face down to yours, he indulged himself with a long, languid kiss. Your hand slid up his thigh, higher and higher, until the object of your desire was firm in your grasp. Leonardo churred low but pulled back with an admonishing look.

“No, I’m supposed to be making you feel good.”

You smiled like the cat that ate the canary. Sliding off the edge of the training mat, you stood between his knees and worked to undo the fastening of his pants. Leo was struggling to decide whether it was better to give or to receive, while you tugged his pants open and lifted his member from its confines. Once you bent over his hard length, and he felt your hot breath teasing his tip, he decided that giving could wait a bit. Leaning back on his elbows, he widened his legs for you, and settled in to watch.

Holding his gaze, you flattened your tongue against the base of his cock and licked a wet stripe straight up. He churred again as you dipped your mouth over just the tip, swirling your tongue and sucking lightly. Curling your hand tightly around the base, you bobbed your head, taking him deeper with each pass. It was all you could do to relax your throat, to avoid gagging on his ample size.

“Ah fuck,” he groaned, sliding a hand around the back of your head, gently guiding you to take more. He tried to keep his hips still, but couldn’t stop the occasional buck. The hot, moist cavern of your mouth was about to be his undoing. The swipe of your tongue all around the head of his cock, the way you interspersed strong sucking with rapid bobbing, he was quickly losing his tight control.

“Hey sweetheart, I’m about to go,” he warned with a strained voice.

You looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes, looking so wanton with your plush lips wrapped so tightly around him, that he grasped your hair and held you still while he fucked your pretty mouth. You nearly choked on the first spurt of cum, but tried to swallow as much as you could. Leo’s groans were like music to your ears, knowing you could draw such noise from Mr. Total Control was an aphrodisiac in itself. Grabbing the towel he had given you earlier, you began to wipe off the cum that had spilled from your lips and dripped down your chin and neck. When you faced your lover again, he was frozen in place, hands on the pants that were yet unfastened, staring behind you. You slowly turned your head, scared of what you might find.

Donnie was standing, not even three feet away, with an open laptop. “Now that you have a moment, I need to go over-“

“Donnie.”

“the schematics of the-“

“DONNIE!”

The genius paused and pushed his glasses higher on his snout in mild annoyance. “What?”

A sweaty towel to the face was his answer.

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Reaction to the boys s/o meeting them for the first time after he saves her and isn’t at all scared of them instead is really sweet and praises them?

First Time Meeting The Boys After They Save You(BayVerse)

Maybe a tw? Some details about being saved from certain dangerous situations. I didn’t want to go too into detail on that aspect of it.

Part 1

Leonardo

Leo was mentally slapping himself over and over and over again. But it’s not like it’s his fault, being stuck on this roof, holding you as you coughed up puddles of pool water.

For a little background, he had been doing his usually patrols on the city, when he ran across a rooftop he thought had been empty. Through the corner of his eye however, he happened to catch you floating face down on the roofs pool.

He quickly scooped you out of the water, pulling you onto the concrete, pressing his head to your chest, “sorry” he muttered, mostly to himself. He was pressing his face to your almost bare chest after all.

He laid you down, and in a few short pumps to your chest you were coughing up wretched chlorine water. He turned you onto you side as you continued to sputter like an old car engine. He felt it necessary to do some reassuring pats on your back. Finally after catching your breath, you turned to face him. Your nose burned, and your eyes stung like hell.

He was still kneeling next to you, a mixture of nervousness and panic furrowed on his brow line. But you couldn’t help but notice his eyes, as cliche as it sounds. Yours probably looked red from the pool water. But his, they were so strong and calming, you felt a deep breath finally fill up your lungs, and it came out shaky and strained, your chest felt like it was on fire.

Leo stood up, but before he could give his usually speech of “don’t tell anyone or I’ll find you”, you spoke up.

“Thank you,” your throat hurt to talk, you felt raspy and quiet, but he saved you. The least you could do was say thank you.

When he didn’t respond, you wiped your face and pushed your hair back, before looking back up at him, staring him in the eyes. He was studying you, his eyes watching you as you thought about what else to say.

“Thank you. Can I have your name?”

Leo was uncomfortable, to say the least. He hadn’t expected you to say thank you, much less ask for his name. No one they saved ever asked for their names. He shook the question around in his head for a second before taking the chance, rolling his shoulders back to seem more relaxed.

“Leonardo.”

You nodded your head slowly, wiggling your toes, trying to get the courage to stand up. Leo seemed to realize your plan, because he outstretched has hand. Placing your hand in his, he pulled you up, helping steady you. You noticed how small in comparison your hand was to his, taking a moment to take in the sight. You secured your hand on his bicep, trying to steady your shaking legs.

“Thank you, Leonardo,” you rested your forehead against the bicep you were holding on to, closing your eyes to calm your erratic breathing and the pain in your throat. Your fingertips were pruny, and it felt good when you ran them over the smaller scales on his arm.

His name on your voice, your hand and forehead on his shoulder, Leo felt goose pimples prickle up his arms and neck, trying very hard not to physically shiver.

“You don’t have to thank me. Just doing what I normally do.” Leo tried to say as heroically as possible.

You gave a weak laugh, turning your head slightly to look up at him again, “It’s not everyday you get your life saved, especially not by a superhero.” You laugh a faintly, noticing how Leo smiled at that comment.

Raphael

Raphael had been following you for a few blocks before you got jumped. Okay no he wasn’t follow you per say, he was following the guys that were following you. He saw how those sneaky bastards were eyeing that pretty handbag and cute, expensive looking heels you were minding your own business in.

He groaned as he watched you round into an alley he knew was a dead end, jumping down just a second too late to see you get hit square on the nose. While you withered in pain, holding onto your face as you yelled every curse word in the dictionary, Raph took care of the group of guys, throwing one over here and one over there, until they were all mysteriously gone.

You opened your eyes, a strike of head aching pain riding up your forehead and into your eyes, making them go teary, “Where did you fuckers go, I want my fucking purse back.”

Your eyes began to focus, your hands holding your nose as blood began to dribble down. You watched as the huge lumbering shadow in front of you focused and turned into... a turtle?

He was holding your purse in an outstretched hand, his face almost annoyed that you hadn’t taken your bag back yet. When you didn’t move to grab your purse however, he finally gave a sigh.

“Tilt yer head back,” his voice was deep and it sounded almost like a command, but you followed, tilting your head back till you felt the lighting strike of pain in your forehead subside. Raph felt bad for you, you were just trying to get home.

He placed your purse on the floor in front of you, ready to turn and jump onto the fire escape before you reached forward, tugging at his hand. He pulled his hand back, making you jumped back.

Now that your hands weren’t covering your face, Raph could see the blood from your nose, it dribbled onto your lips.

“Thank you,” you said, a metallic taste on your tongue. Looking around the alley and seeing those assholes tossed about, the one halfway in the dumpster made you almost smirk.

“How’d you do that so fast? I guess it doesn’t matter, if you hadn’t showed up...” you pulled a handful of receipts from your purse, shrugging as you pressed them to your nose.

Raph shifted from one foot to another, on one hand he wanted to leave, just jump up onto the roof and run. He knew Leo would be on his ass if he found out he had stuck around to talk to you. On the other hand though, it felt good to be thanked.

“You have a name I can call you? Mines y/n.” Your nose stopped bleeding, and you tossed the red receipts into the dumpster.

He didn’t give it much thought before saying, “Raphael.”

“Well, Raphael, that was fucking awesome.” You gave him a lopsided smile, your face still stung.

Raph chuckled, your teeth were stained red, like you had ate cherry flavored shaved ice.

“Carry a taser or sumthing, a lot of lowlifes in this part of town.” Raph twirled his sais through his fingers.

He watched you as you seemed amazed by how easily he could flip and twist his giant sais all in one hand.

You flung your purse onto your shoulder, holding it tight to your side, “How about an escort home then? No one better than the master himself,” you couldn’t help but smile when Raphs eyes widened, trying very hard to keep his own smile from spreading across his face.

You walked forward, stopping to wait for him to catch up. Oh yeah, Raph could get use to this.

I’ll finish Dons and Mikeys later today/tomorrow :)

#oc x tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2016 #bayverse turtles #tmnt raph x reader #tmntsmut #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt donnie #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt mikey #tmnt raph 2016

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Movie night with the bay boys? Would love if you also included April and Casey ^^ (maybe even splinter if that okay :3)

Movie Night (BayVerse)

I wasn’t sure if you meant y/n with all the boys or individually so I just did it individually :/

Leonardo

* Ok we all already know the Leo is super into martial arts movies, loves Bruce Lee

* Wants the whole Movie™️ experience, brings blankets and popcorn

* Turns off all the lights

* I know we usually say Donnie never stops talking, but during martial art films Leo literally just does not stop talking

* Tries to explain every fight scene/moves

* “I totally would have know that guy was hiding there” - in reference to the main protagonist being jumped by ninjas or something like that

* Does the whole “yawn and arm stretch” over your shoulders

* Gives you the popcorn so he has an excuse to reach over your lap and grab some

* You often catch him staring at you and he’ll try and act cool as if he wasn’t just burning a hole into the side of your head

* CLAPS AT THE END OF THE MOVIE

* Says thank you for spending some comfortable, quality time together

Raphael

* Okay don’t tell anyone but Raph is secretly a Dreamworks fan, especially How to Train Your Dragon

* His face lights up when Hiccup is finally on Toothless back and they’re flying in the air

* Likes to pull you onto his lap and wrap his arms around you

* He’s heavy

* He knows this

* Will put as much weight on you as possible just to mess with you

* Will say you look like the ugliest character just to get a rise out of you

* Kisses the back of your neck constantly

* And rests his chin on your shoulder

* Will order food but WILL eat most of it if you don’t snatch some

* Just likes to hold you close

* You can feel his chest grumbling as he laughs about something from the movie

* Feels like a message chair

Donatello

* HORROR MOVIES

* hates them but loves them

* It’s the only long period of time he stops talking

* He’s just gets so engrossed in the scary music and suspense

* Likes to mention the cinematography

* “That lighting/music was perfect for the scene”

* Sits really relaxed but jumps at every little sound

* Smacked his mouth shut with his hand to try and not scream like a little girl and his glasses flew off- you don’t let him live that down lol

* Holds your hand

* Runs his thumb over the top side of your hand

* Pop tarts of course

* Also chugs soda like a gremlin (anything with caffeine tbh)

* You take advantage of the fact he’s so focused on the movie and you put your feet up on his lap

* He messages your feet out of habit

* Every time a jump scare pops up he squeezes your feet harder and it feels GOOD

* Kisses your hand at the end of the movie

Michelangelo

* Oh bed forts for sure

* Steals everyone’s pillows and blankets to make a literal nest for you

* Pizza, duh

* Likes to cuddle with you and hugs you the majority of the time

* Constantly checking to make sure you think the movie is funny

* If it’s not funny to you he _will_ get up and change it

* Tells you you look like the “pretty girl” in every movie

* Plays with your hair a lot

* Gives bomb scalp messages

* Anything physical really

* He can’t keep his hands off you when you spend time together

* “Don’t tell Donnie but here, I stole his box of cookies!”

* “Okay don’t tell Raph either but I stole his Dr.Pepper, here have some!”

* Asks you who your favorite character was at the end of the movie

* Also asks what your favorite scene was

* Wants to have a whole movie review on the couch before either one of you gets up

* You and him start knocking down the bed forts and it turns into a pillow fight

* Not afraid to pull some ninja moves on you, throws a pillow right at your face

* You usually end up kissing his cheek at the end of the movie and he pretends to faint

All the boys + Casey, April, & Splinter

* They talk SO MUCH between the boys and Casey

* April usually ends up yelling at them to shut up

* Splinter likes to sit in-between the boys

* Reminds him of how he use to sit with them when they were little

* Super attentive! Usually notices one of his sons staring at you longingly

* Smacks Casey’s hand if he tries to pull a move on you

* April will bring drinks

* Casey and Raph end up fighting

* “ (when Raph makes small commentary) Raph dude be quite”-Casey

* “Shut the fuck up Casey” -Raph

* Leo will hush people, very loudly

* Raph and Mikey will groan and shake their head in disappointment when Leo claps at the end of the movie

Also just a super cute gif I thought fit in really well

#oc x tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2016 #bayverse turtles #tmnt raph x reader #tmntsmut #tmnt 2016 #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt splinter #tmnt april #tmnt casey jones

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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No worries. :) And thank you so much! :D Would it be alright if I asked for the Bayverse boys sharing their very first kiss with a female S/O, please? Headcanon or one-shots style, completely your choice. Bonus if they're super awkward and funny cause of their inexperience but if that's not your cup of tea, can be however. ;) Thanks so very much. :D

Very first kiss! (BayVerse)

I really tried to make some of these funny but I couldn’t hold back the cute moments lol hope you like!!

Fem & g/n reader

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Leonardo

Leo made his way into the living room portion of the lair, straighten up when he saw your sitting on the couch, your back to him.

“Hey, what’re you up to,” you felt Leo’s broad presence behind you, “what book is that?”

“Just some book I picked up at a yard sale. Look. The owner wrote notes.” Your fingers traced over the tiny letters written in pencil. Leo leaned over the couch you sat on, smiling knowingly to himself. He too is a fan of the practice of marginalia.

But Leo eyes quickly drifted to the tips of your fingers, the soft pink skin and neatly filed nails. He eyed the bracelet around your wrist, taking advantage of this calm moment you were distracted reading to take in the finer details he never got close enough to see.

You turned the page, the crinkle of the paper making Leo turn back to the book, leaning closer, his head over your shoulder. You felt the rising warmth in your face, he was so /close/. You could feel his gentle breathing on the hairs around your ear.

“Look at that one,” Leo pointed to a small note at the bottom of the new page. It was a heart with a little arrow going through it, two initials with a plus sign in the middle, with the date under it- 06.18.1988

The both of you smiled, and you couldn’t help but wonder if this was the marking of a now older couple.

You turned to look at Leo, only to go wide eyed when you realized his head was already turned towards you.

Faces inches apart, Leo sucked in his breath before pressing his lips onto yours. Frozen for a few moments, your hand slowly came up to cradle his cheek, smiling softly as you felt him melt onto your palm.

You were still, non moving, eyes lightly shut as Leo pulled away, a soft pop sounding from where his lips felt yours.

“Sorry,” Leo mumbled.

“No no... I liked it,” Your hand fell back onto the couch, patting the spot next to you, “sit with me?”

“Yeah, just...just gimme a minute.” Leo nodded, releasing a shaky breath, he didn’t want you to see how weak and shaky you had left his knees.

Raphael

“Raaaph,” you dragged out your words in annoyance, “ I’m so bored!”

You lay flat on the floor next to weight bench, pulling on the hanging red bandana tails that swayed with every bench press Raph did.

Raph grunted, pushing the heavy bar upwards, “then do sumthing.”

“Oh geez yeah that helped,” you rolled your eyes, knowing Raph couldn’t see your face. You watched him do his bench sets, the sweat rolling down in beads around his forehead and forearms. He was steady with it, a smooth up and down motion, his rough breathing and the slight brushing of the manholes as weights brushing against each other sounded through the room.

You sat up, running your fingers through your hair, a stupid, stupid idea making it’s turn through your mind. Maybe not so stupid, but dumb nonetheless.

You crawled over to where Raph continued to lift his weights. Popping up behind him, you leaned over him, hands on either side of his face, in a sideways Spider-Man kiss, daring to swipe your tongue across the underside of his top lip.

You continued to nimbly lick and tease his lips in kisses, until you heard the manhole weight covers jiggling profusely. You jerked your head back as Raphs arms began to shake like a newborn deer.

“Oh fuck... help,” Raph hissed, he could already hear Leo scolding him for not having a spotter. But how was he supposed to stay collected after /that!/

His hands were sweaty and his dirty little brain was firing signals to the wrong head.

You grabbed the bar with both hands, as if that would do anything. Only in your wildest dreams would you have the strength to help Raph lift literally 50 manhole covers.

“Leo! Donnie! HELP!”

Donatello

“Cereal is a soup,” you said, twirling in the desk chair next to Donnie. He momentarily stopped the tiny welding job infront of him, pulling his goggles to the top of his head.

“No,” he scoffed, “I dare say it’s not.”

You pursed your lips as to not laugh, “yeah you’re right. It’s actually a salad. Milk is the dressing.”

“I’m going to throw this battery at you if you don’t sto-“

“Pop tarts are ravioli.” You smiled smugly, watching his face go through the five stages is grief.

“Now that’s just disrespectful!” Donnie stood from his chair, and you kicked back bursting into a laugh as he made his way towards you.

“Corn dogs are just meat twinkies!” You shouted, knowing full well your plan to distract him from his tedious work had been successful.

He grabbed your flailing foot, pulling you and your chair closer to him.

“Coconuts are eggs!”

“Oh my god please no” Donnie and you began to mock fight each other, landing childish hits on each other’s arms, and before either of you could notice, your faces were inches apart.

You smiled upon seeing how close you were, and he gave back that a lopsided grin.

He leaned forward, capturing your bottom lip between his.

He pulled back, your face a bright pink, and you could swear Donnie was red in the face too.

“That pop tart one was messed up,” Donnie stated, the both of you giggling.

Michelangelo

You strolled happily into the lair, a box of cupcakes in hand as you head towards Mikeys room. No way you were sharing with the others, sorry guys.

You didn’t bother knocking as you pushed Mikeys door open, kicking it closed behind you.

“Hey Mikey!” You plopped yourself next to him on his bed. He didn’t budge from his spot under the blankets. You nudged him, taking out a cupcake and peeling the paper off the sides.

You pulled back the covers off Mikeys head, /he’s such a heavy sleeper/ you thought.

You pushed the cupcake up against his snout, “I brought cupcaaaakes,” you whispered, grinning widely as Mikey began to stir, his eyes lazily trying to pry themselves open.

“Mmmm... that’s awesome dudette,” Mikey reached up to grab the cupcake, but you quickly pulled it away.

He flipped over, sitting up to match you now, watching in fake horror as you bit into the cupcake, “what? I didn’t say it was for you,” you stifled a laugh as Mikey threw himself back on the bed.

“My trust. Gone. All in that one bite of cupcake!” Mikey threw a fake tantrum on the bed, taking a second to peek at you to see if you were laughing.

You shook your head chuckling, grabbing Mikey his own cupcake. He gasped, sitting next to you accepting the cupcake.

“Cheers,” you click your cupcakes together.

Between the two of you, you managed to finish the box of a dozen cupcakes.

“I think I’m gonna go into a sugar coma,” you burped, which Mikey took as a challenge and burped back louder.

You and Mikey broke into fits of giggles, the butterfly’s in your stomach and the sugar in your system making you feel lighter with warmth.

Mikey eyed you, enjoying how you snorted sometimes when you laughed, wiping extra frosting from your chin.

“Hey, can I kiss you?” Mikey said simply.

Your laughed softly faded as you beamed at Mikey, nodding in agreement.

Mikey scooted closer to you, taking your face into both big hands. His baby blue eyes scanning through your face, you couldn’t hold in the excited giggles from the nerves and neither could he.

He took in a deep breath before pressing his face against yours, you didn’t have a chance to kiss back before he blew all the air in his lungs into your mouth.

You reared your head back, feeling your nose burn from the air pushing through it. You fell into a coughing fit, Mikey holding onto your shoulders, “y/n! Oh dude I’m sorry I-“

You held your hand up, wiping a tiny tear from your eye. You tried giving him a reassuring smile, “no it’s fine,” you finally composed yourself, “how about we try again?”

Mikey gave you that goofy kid smile, before the both of you leaned into each other for a soft, sugary kiss.

#oc x tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2016 #bayverse turtles #tmnt raph x reader #tmntsmut #tmnt donnie #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt mikey #tmnt 2016

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Can you do #46 for Raphael?

I most certainly can!

"They're gonna hear us." "Then I guess you better be quiet."

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

This was a bad idea.

Well it was also a very very good idea, but still terribly bad.

Staying up with Raphael was always a fun time, it finally meant some alone time once everyone would settle into their beds. Sure enough the hush conversation the two of you were having on couch in the living room had turned into some kissing.

Which eventually turned into a full blown make out session.

You could kiss Raph all day and night, amongst other things. As he kissed you, a slow sensual lip lock, you felt that large wandering hand of his slide onto your inner thigh. He more than felt your breath hitch against your lips. With a confident smirk against your lips you felt your cheeks flush crimson, just the color he loves so much on you. Slowly, feather like much to your enjoyment, he set about dropping soft chaste kisses across your jaw.

Just as that hand made a dangerous path upwards.

Your eyes find the nearest door in your sights and it no less belongs to the resident insomniac of the family. “Raph?” Your hushed albeit breathless voice feels too loud to you in the dark and quiet living area. You felt that treacherous voice of his close to your pulse point, an embarrassing gush of warmth pooling in your underwear. “What baby?” It was soft and smooth against your neck but it’s teasing undertone was very much there. He pressed a palm to your clothed sex, reveling in your much sharper intake of breath. Your eyes still stayed where the lab was.

“Your brother” You whispered with more urgency, even if your legs were spreading.

“Mikey sleeps like the dead,” He gently bit at your neck but you shook your head.

“No no the other one-“ Your eyes rolled back when you felt him sneak a finger into the pant leg of your sleep shorts and find your core.

“Leo? He ain’t waking up” Raph felt your hands smack his arm and then point towards the lab, you were too busy bitting your lower lip to speak. “Donnie? You worried he’s gonna catch us?” He wanted to truly laugh but he muffled said guffaws against your neck.

“He’s totally awake and you know it” It was a breathless reply, your tone going up before you slapped a hand over your mouth. The red banded brute had chosen to slip a thick digit into your heat. “He barely sleeps but he lives in there so we’re good” He licked the spot he bit on your neck before finding your lips and kissing them slowly, just as he hooked a finger and threw a breathy moan from you. There was simply no way you were going to be able to remain silent during this.

Even as a mischievous grin spread across Raph’s scarred lips.

Removing his finger from you, and highly enjoying your needy moan at the loss, he licked it clean. He got off the sofa and knelt in front of you.

Oh hell no.

“Turn around and bend over the couch” He grinned and even in the dimly lit space you could tell he was trying really hard not to laugh at your expense. You nudged him with your foot, barely moving him, but he grabbed your ankle. Fingers played with your skin, and just to drive his point further he placed a kiss on your knee.

“They’re gonna hear us” Was all your quiet suffering voice could manage.

Raph chuckled, large hand massaging your calf. “Then I guess you better be quiet”

You swallowed, another surge of heat filling you up as you got into position. On your knees with your arms resting on the back of the couch you watched the soft lighting in the lab. What if he came out to get a coffee? Or a snack? Or simply because this is home too. Just as nerves began to hit, you felt Raph slide your shorts down and a very enticing sigh left him.

You would kill Donnie if he came out now, you’d throttle him for sure.

Right now this is all your mind could concentrate on. A breathy ‘fuuuck’ that was whispered against your most intimate of places. Those very large hands of his you could never get enough landed on your cheeks, spreading them to his desire and soon enough to felt his hot breath against your folds. He gave a teasing flick of his tongue, enjoying the way you jumped a little. A few more teasing licks just for his own personal greed and enjoyment and you felt his full lips around the sensitive nub. He straight up kissed it, thankful of the meal he was about feast upon.

Meanwhile you where about bite your tongue off. Raph and you have always been vocal so keeping quiet was a true test of abilities, and right now he had the advantage of having his face buried in you.

You bit your forearm, thighs already shaky as he worked you over, tongue dipping into your folds with a groan. For Raph all he cared about was the taste of you, your scent engulfing him and the shudder he get your body give when his tongue dipped inside of you. A deep rumbling churr vibrated against your most intimate of parts, the very sensation of it making a much louder mewl escape you. You covered your mouth, eyes wide as you prayed that nobody had heard that. Raph couldn’t withstand the urge, drinking you like this, having you trying to hold back the desperate sounds of your pleasure. His already throbbing cock was proving to be a distraction, slipping a hand into his own shorts he gripped his hard length and pumped.

That itself made him moan against your cunt, tongue lapping greedily as you began to love your hips seeking more friction. The slick covering his hand wasn’t as good as your own, the way you engulfed him so perfectly and tight.

He needed you.

Flicking his tongue faster he felt you go rigid, thighs shaking and a gush of something so deliciously good hit his tongue. Whenever you came like this, breath still and body trembling, he loved it. Raphael ended your perfect torment with one last long lick.

As you recovered, more red faced than usual from holding in your sounds, you felt his hands travel up your body and grip your breasts. “How ‘bout we see just how quiet ya can be?” You felt him grin against your back.

“There’s no fucking way-“ You barely could finish your sentence when you felt him press up against you, that thick length of his making you whimper. He entered you like that, slow and steady. That first thrust only served to test your abilities to remain silent.

When he picked up speed, slamming into you in quick short thrusts you covered your mouth in hopes to quiet your increasing moans.

But you knew full well that wasn’t going to work for the rest of the night.

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Hey babe! Hope your good! I have an ask for u. It’s kinda big but don’t worry if u don’t wanna do it all, I’m a thirsty bitch and loving what u write, just wanted to give u options, but feel free to go with what u want. So, i’d like Mikey, who else for me, right? With... 95 (80 or 81) 53 36 23, not much eh?! Lol. I love the whole nervousness from Mikey but how he still tries to act cool, and I love the build up to him getting the guts to make a move! Anyway, I will leave this in your beautiful capable hands! Don’t rush, I will be waiting patiently 🧡🧡

It will be my pleasure @nittleboo 🧡

Warning: Language and NSFW content 😉

Mikey couldn’t quite put his finger on the moment he fell in love with you. It could’ve been the day he texted you to complain about having to miss the Knicks game due to gang activity, and you recorded the game on your dvr and ordered pizza to cheer him up. Or maybe the day you agreed to go sewer surfing through the pipes with him and laughed outrageously over getting soaked. Or maybe, it was the night you called him to come over and keep you company because your cat was sick and had to stay overnight at the vet clinic and you were too worried to sleep. You were his confidante, his partner in crime, his best friend. You shared movies, pizza and dirty jokes. It was inevitable, wasn’t it?

He found himself thinking about you far too often. His brothers noticed him daydreaming even more than usual these days, and suspected they knew the reason. You, however, were completely clueless as to his growing feelings for you. Mikey was conflicted on how to handle the situation. If he kept it to himself, he didn’t risk your friendship. But it would slowly drive him crazy. If he confessed, you might reject him, and the thought of that was too painful to consider. Either way, he feared he was headed for a broken heart.

He finally reached his breaking point one warm weekend in July. It was hotter than hell outside, and muggy to boot. There had been a pipeline burst that knocked out the running water in your apartment building and it wouldn’t be fixed till Monday. You had asked to spend the weekend at the lair, and of course, the guys were gracious enough to say yes. Mikey was beside himself. Part of him was ecstatic to get to spend a whole weekend with his crush, and the other part wanted to throw up because, hello, an entire weekend trying to pretend that he wasn’t head over heels for his best friend.

When you arrived with your duffel bag, you were greeted by voices coming from all over lair. Raph lifting weights, Donnie working on the computer, and Leo practicing his katas in the dojo, exactly where you expected them to be. You frowned when you realized you hadn’t heard anything from your orange banded bestie.

“Where’s Mikey?” you looked around quickly, expecting him to jump out and try to scare you.

“Um, his room, I think,” Donnie answered, never looking away from his monitors.

You tossed your bag by the couch and made your way to your favorite turtle’s bedroom. Normally, you’d just waltz right in but today, you paused. This was the first time you had come to stay the night and, if you were being honest, you had nervous butterflies in your belly. Like the stealthy ninja he was, Mikey had managed to sneak into your heart. You had no idea if he would ever see you as anything other than his best friend. You were hoping that the close proximity this weekend would help you figure out what to do.

You raised a hand to knock on the door when it abruptly opened. Mikey blinked in surprise, then grinned broadly. He met your raised fist with his own in an odd fist bump.

“Babycakes! You’re here!”

You couldn’t help but beam back. His smiles always brightened your day.

“Hey Mikester! Are you ready for all the fun we’re going to have?!”

He giggled and you could swear that his cheeks had a touch of pink to them. He grabbed your arm and dragged you back over to the couch, where he produced two controllers and a stack of dvds.

“Games or movies first?”

“Games. I’m going to kick your scaly green ass!”

“Oh you’re on, y/n!”

Playing video games with Mikey was a very active experience. He was not above pushing his opponent and half wrestling to make them lose. An hour of gaming and horseplay later, you were sweaty and ready for a break.

“I’m hot.”

“Yes, you are.”

Your head whipped around so fast, you nearly gave yourself whiplash. Mikey chuckled nervously, “I mean, look how sweaty you are!”

You narrowed your eyes momentarily, then let it go. Mikey wasn’t flirting with you, right?

“You guys ready to eat? I got pizza!” Raph yelled from the kitchen. You knew the drill, you jumped up and raced as fast as your legs could carry you. These fellas could put it away and if you wanted any for yourself, you needed to snatch and grab quickly. Armed with a plate of pizza slices and a can of soda, you planted your butt on the center cushion of the couch. All four turtles joined you around the tv, and Donnie started a movie from the stack on the coffee table. He sat on one side of you, and as per usual, Mikey took the other spot. The movie was cheesier than the pizza but at least it was entertaining. You laughed uproariously at the commentary from Donnie and Leo, and groaned at the burping contest between Raph and Mikey. Towards the end of the movie, you glanced to your left to find a pair of baby blue eyes looking back dreamily.

“Um, can I help you? Why are you staring at me?”

You felt a slight flush and knew that your cheeks were probably pretty pink. Thank goodness it was mostly dark in here. Mikey felt panic rising at being caught staring.

“Uh, I just, um...” he babbled.

“Man, that movie sucked ass.”

Oh thank god, saved by Raph. Mikey breathed a sigh of relief. That was close. Everyone started making their way to bed. Leo gave you a pillow and a blanket before bidding you good night. Mikey stood by the couch awkwardly while you went and changed into your pajamas, a tiny tank and shorts set. “You gonna tuck me in?” you joked. Mikey chuckled and made a big show of tucking the blanket around you.

“Sweet dreams Angelcakes,” he whispered as he leaned over and kissed the top of your head, surprising you both. He quickly straightened and went straight to his room without another word. As soon as he was safely hidden from your view, he collapsed on his bed. Mikey rubbed his hands over his face. He had almost blown it. You had been so absorbed in that terrible movie, he couldn’t stop looking at your beautiful face. The way your eyes lit up when you laughed had made his chest feel warm. He tugged his blanket up and stared at the ceiling. How was he supposed to sleep when you were so close? He tossed and turned for nearly an hour, when he heard his bedroom door creak open.

“Mikey? Are you awake?”

“Y/n?”

“I’m sorry if I woke you, but that couch is really lumpy and uncomfortable. Can I, um, can I sleep in here? With you?”

Mikey froze. “With me?!” he squeaked. Act cool, act cool, he chided himself. “Yeah, sure.”

He scooted over and pulled the covers back for you. You climbed in next to him and pulled the covers up to your chin. The silence was awkward for you both. Mikey felt hot and cold all at once. He was half afraid that he might throw up. You frowned in the darkness. You could feel the shift in Mikey and it worried you. Maybe you misread him earlier?

Mikey took several deep breaths. He was being ridiculous. You two were best friends, you could move past this if his feelings weren’t reciprocated, right? Either way, he was miserable trying to act like nothing has changed. It was time to suck it up and spit it out. He rolled over to his side, facing you, and braced himself for rejection.

“Hey, y/n, there’s something I need to tell you.”

You rolled towards him nervously, “You know you can tell me anything, Mike.”

“Yeah right, of course,” he rubbed his hand over his bald green head. “Look, you are....my best friend. I couldn’t stand it if that ever changed. But...dude, this is hard.....”

You placed a hand over his in encouragement and squeezed. He gulped and tried again.

“I, uh....IthinkI’minlovewithyou.” he winced, and waited for you to break his heart.

Your eyes widened and you swallowed hard. Slowly, so as not to spook him, you scooted closer and placed your hand on his cheek. You touched your forehead to his, and whispered, “I love you too, Mikey.” Then you pressed your lips so softly to his.

It felt like time had stood still for Mikey. His heart pounded faster and faster as you kissed him. His first kiss and you initiated it. You kissed him and you said YOU LOVE HIM. In an instant, you found yourself on your back with an exuberant turtle on top of you. You couldn’t help but giggle as he covered your face in kisses. You grabbed his head to hold him steady and kissed him more firmly this time, and he caught you by surprise when his mouth opened slightly and his tongue licked tentatively against your lips. You opened your mouth and moaned quietly as he wasted no time tangling his tongue with yours. His hips were settled between your thighs and the longer you made out, the more you couldn’t help but notice the impressive bulge pressing against your heat. His hand snaked under your cami and squeezed your waist, then feeling braver, he slid it just under your breast. “Can I touch you?” he breathed. At your eager nod, he cupped the mound and swiped his thumb over your puckered nipple. Pushing your top up, he nuzzled your boob, giggled at the way it jiggled, and decided he needed a taste.

“Holy fuck Mikey!” you whisper-yelled at the first strong suckle. He pulled back to swirl his rather large mutant tongue around the pert nub, then sucked it back in between his teeth for a gentle nip. Turning his head, he lavished the same attention on your other breast, while you tugged your cami the rest of the way over your head. At this, he lifted his head as he held still.

“Um, do you, you know, maybe wanna, you know...”

“This?” you purred, rolling your hips up against his obvious boner.

“YES! Uh, yeah, ya know, yep.”

You can’t help but laugh softly. This was your Mikey, innocently naughty. You raised your knees up and hooked your toes in his shorts, shoving them down. He lifted his hips to help, and you were pleasantly surprised to find he was commando. Once his shorts hit the floor, his hands went straight to your pj bottoms and grabbed the band of the shorts and your panties and pulled them both off, tossing them over his wide shoulders. He sat back on his haunches and admired what he could see of your body in the darkness.

“Hot damn, you’re gorgeous Babycakes.”

Before you could say thank you, your legs were over his shoulders and his snout was nosing at your pussy. You never thought you would experience this with him, not in a million years, and the sight of his shiny green head between your thighs caused a gush of hot liquid to drip out of your core. Mikey noticed immediately and took his fingers and spread your labia to get a closer look. “Smells fucking amazing,” he whispered as he went for his first taste. His tongue flattened against your entrance and oh so slowly swiped up to your clit. He closed his eyes and savored the flavor of your juices on his tongue. Then he attacked like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet. You had to bite your fist to hold back your squeals and squeaks. It was sloppy, it was messy, and you were bucking your hips uncontrollably. Everything you would expect from your beloved Mikey.

“Fuuuuuck!” you moaned as your first climax hit with the force of a typhoon. If this was what it was like with him as an amateur, you shivered to think how good he will be with experience. He kept licking as you rode out your release, then lifted his head with a grin, shiny from your juices.

“This. Is. Awesome!”

He sat up and positioned himself at your entrance.

“Is this, you know, still okay?”

When you sat up with him, he feared that you had changed your mind. He wasn’t expecting you to grab his shoulders and push him down to the bed. When you straddled his waist, his face lit up. And when you lifted yourself over his straining cock and pushed down, he lost his breath. Damn, you thought to yourself, he’s bigger than anyone I’ve ever been with. You took your time easing down, having to take a few breaks to adjust to his size. Once he was all the way in, you began ride. Up and down at a reasonable rhythm for your first time together. Mikey felt like he had died and gone to heaven. You felt so hot and tight, milking his member, and the friction was making him see stars.

“Are you doing okay?” you asked breathlessly. It was hard to read his face in the dark, his expression was either completely blissed out, or wincing in pain.

“Per-mmm-perfect!” he managed, grabbing at your hips to guide you. He began to buck up wildly as he slammed you back down, “I’m gonna cum,” he whined.

“Go ahead, baby,” you panted. But he shook his head vigorously.

“No, you have to-fuck-you gotta cum again f-first!”

He was trying so hard to hold it back, but you felt too good and it was his first time, after all. He made an odd sound, almost like a growl, hips stuttering, then he was thrusting madly as he shot his load deep in your womb.

The only sounds in the room were your harsh breaths as he lay beneath you, chest heaving.

“Y/n. That was so fucking incredible!” his voice rose with each word and you had to shush him before he woke the rest of the lair. “Yeah, Mikey, it was.” you whispered. Everything had changed now and you couldn’t be happier.

“Hey, y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we do that again?”

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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oppps my finger slipped…. many times.. lol

well finally finished this…. Donnie with his guuuurlfriend , Kathrin ( donnies-pop-tart’s OC, from her fanfic Tech Support )

I love this couple, I can’t imagine Donnie with other girls anymore, thanks to her fanfiction,*snort* go and read it~

I always liked to draw kissing couple… of course it’s hard for me , especially when one of them is not human *snort*

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Ask and you shall receive!!

So i have a few followers on here but I’m pretty sure we all love the turt boys and I like to write fanfiction soooo....

Drop an ask of something and I’ll write em up :) can be whatever you want and I’m pretty comfortable with NSFW! But also I’m in love with the subtle asks that are just super mundane things like “what gifts would the boys like” lol <3

Can be fem or g/n reader, anything really!!

Mainly anything with the Bay!TMNT or aged up 2012/2018 boys, also please no minors :/ 18+ thank you

xxx

04.25.21

#oc x tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2016 #bayverse turtles #tmnt raph x reader #tmntsmut #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt donnie #tmnt 2k12

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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37. "See what happens if you rub your ass on me like that again."

47. "I know we're just friends but you're sitting on my lap and I'm so sorry if I get hard."

I'm an idiot and forgot to put the full prompt so here! For donnie with a gn reader :3

Sjakdkfwlend of this is gonna be FUN!

Rated Steamy?

Torturing Donatello should be a professional hobby and if it was you were the president and CEO of it.

Honestly at this point it was more so about seeing how quickly you could get him to squirm. It would all be easier if he just confessed to the piece of information you had found out about a few months back.

A little birdie turtle had snitched to you that Donnie was basically head over heals for you. Raph could be quite the gossip if you caught him in the right mood. Truth be told it was kinda obvious but it never hurt to make sure.

And thus your torture games had taken some fun twisty turns. Currently speaking of said torture you had waltzed into his lab and found the nerd playing some computer game. A nice change of pace for his usual workaholic tendencies. You were intrigued and asked him to let you play a round, naturally he’d said yes.

So you scooted into the space between him and the desk and sat on his lap. Donnie went rigid, immediately into ‘where the fuck do I put my hands’ mode. Grabbing the controller you set out to play the game, every so often re-accommodating in your ‘seat’.

This was hell and yet it was heaven for him.

Ok maybe somewhere in the middle of Purgatory because yes, you were sitting on his lap and wow you were just so pretty and warm and where the fuck does he put his hands??

“Anyway you can illegally send me this game? It’s a lot of fun” You smiled, fingers gliding over the controls. All Donnie could do was make a choking sound that sort of sounded like a ‘yeah yeah’. During an unexpected moment there was a jump scare in the game, startling you enough to bounce just so on his lap.

It was the first moment in his twenty plus years on this earth that he started praying.

Distractions, he needed distractions.

“If you head down the corridor there’s a secret level” He sounded somewhat strained, which only served to make you smirk to yourself.

Each jump scare, each second you adjusted in your seat, it was a second closer to Donnie feeling like he was going to combust. The embarrassment alone not to mention that you would probably think him to be a pervert.

Also why did you have to smell so good? That shampoo really did wonders. Trying to make the best of this odd but nice situation, he took the moment to admire bits of you he couldn’t really get to do so. The back of your neck, the width of your shoulders, that adorable birthmark. The little huff and puffs of frustration when you lost. Something so minuscule as how pretty your ears were.

Donnie often thought about kissing little odd sections of your body. Like the middle of your back, the inside of your arm.

Your thighs, all of your thighs.

Your rear.

He swallowed, face heating up. Your brows shot up.

Donnie blabbed out before you could maybe just ignore it. “I know we’re just friends but you’re sitting on my lap and I’m so sorry if I get hard” He slapped a hand over his face, lifting his glasses up along the process.

Then you had the actual audacity to start laughing which only made you move more on his lap. He reached out and gripped your waist firmly. “Oh my god, this is too much!” You leaned back, still in a fit of laughter and rested against his plastron, from your side view you could see him honest to god pouting.

“Hey it’s a natural biological response, right? I’m not upset by it” If anything you mentally were sweating, the size of it was...

Blinking out those thoughts you tapped his chin with the controller. Donnie turned enough to be able to look at you, brow ridges still knitted in the middle with frustration. “I’m sure I’d be going through something similar if I had you on my lap” You smirked triumphantly when he raised his brows.

“Y/n im not exactly thrilled to be telling you that I’m... that I’m into you while I have a freaking boner” He closed his eyes, groaning that this his actual life right now.

“Don boy, I’ve been subtle about it for a while now, had to break the big guns for this” You shrugged, trying not to laugh at his expression of despair.

Big guns, eh?

Donnie through caution out the window for this, a means to at least get the upper hand for all this time of torture you caused him. Placing a hand on your cheek he pulled you in and kissed you. Your eyes went wide, surely not expecting him to have it in him to do this.

So you kissed him back, even at the slightly odd angle, you kissed him and tried to hold back the excitement of it all. Donnie’s lips felt absolutely perfect against your own, and for his lack of experience in the department he seemed to be doing a really good job at this whole kissing business. Those large hands of his fanned out across your stomach, making your skin feel nice and prickly with desire. Your hand found the back of his neck, fingers playing with the tails of his mask. When you felt his tongue against your own, you were sure your brain exited the premises. A soft kiss soon turned into a hungrier one. The hard ridge of his length against your rear, his hands gripping the skin of your stomach and his tongue all served to turn you on.

Donnie pulled away with a wet pop, lips parted and a little breathless. Now it was your turn to blush and be at a loss for words. He bucked his hips just a tad, a not so attractive whine escaping your mouth.

Slowly he pushed back onto your feet and got up. The towering terrapin looked down at you.

“See what happens if you rub your ass on me like that again” He spoke with a harsh little swallow. You stood there, speechless.

Donnie turned feeling his pride swell at getting the upper hand this time.

Even he left with a funny walk and made a be line to the bathroom.

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Going with the smut prompts because you already know I’m a thirsting bish. 10. It’s sir, understood? And I’m picking Donnie on this one. 😈👌🏻 💚 your creative filth ma’am 😘😘😘

Oh boyyyyyyy 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

Let’s see how this goes!

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

Deep breaths.

That’s all Donatello could do right now. Take deep breaths and get in the right mindset for this.

It wasn’t necessarily difficult, it wasn’t like he didn’t know about the subject material.

Hell, he was insanely into it.

But on paper everything’s easy, watching it is fun and entertaining. Putting it to practice is different.

The two of you had discussed experimenting with more Dominant and submissive themes when it came to your more intimate time. Interestingly enough you had brought up the subject and seeing Donnie more than enthusiastic to try some things out was even better.

This called for a more private setting, so you’d asked Donnie to drop by once he was free. Lord knows you don’t need any of his brothers overhearing or worse, walking in.

So once he had finished for the night he had done just that. Upon arriving you had asked him to give you a few minutes to set the mood and freshen up. This meant that Donnie had time to give himself a good pep talk. He knew your do’s and don’t’s by now, he had a basic open ended plan of how things could and should go, what to do if something was taken to far.

The bases were covered.

Still it was normal for the jitters and sweaty palms to set in.

You’d shot him a text to let him know you were ready. While you’d taken the time to dim the lights, turn on a few of those battery powered candles, you’d put most of the time onto your outfit.

He was gonna blow his load the moment he’d see you, that’s how confident you felt. The mesh pantyhose, the knee length stockings and the see through bralette. There was simply no way he wouldn’t lose the ability of thought.

Donnie shook out the nervous tension through his hands before opening the door. True to your hopes you saw him momentarily freeze, his jaw clenching before he closed the door behind him with the heel of his foot. You sat on the bed, legs innocently crossed and you smiled at him. Nothing about you screamed innocent, in fact you’d opted to play dirty by presenting yourself like this.

Patiently he stood in front of you. It’d proven hard to hold in a few chuckles. “You know something told me you’d be a mess if you saw me like this, I just had to-“ Whatever playful jab you were about to say was stopped by a finger to your lips. Donnie knelt down, his impressive height leaving you at eye level now. His hand slithered down your neck, fingertips feeling the materials of your chosen outfit. When both of those large hands rested on your thighs and his look remained somewhat stern, you knew this night wouldn’t be filled with teasing on your end.

“You thought this out, hm?” His voice was still that sweet Donnie voice you’ve come to love so much. You nodded at his question, a bratty arrogance in your body.

His finger poked at the hole of the mesh pantyhose, with a slight flick it tore about two or three inches. Subconsciously you spread your legs and that seemed to delight him but he didn’t say anything.

“Cat caught your tongue, Don?” You grinned.

Donnie smiled before removing his glasses, setting them on the night table next to the bed. He stood once more; god what did he have to be so tall?

Your thoughts were interrupted when you felt his hand grab a fistful of your hair from the back and gently pull. There wasn’t malice behind the grip, he’d done this quite a few times in the heat of passion but right now it did feel a little different.

More authoritative.

“Are you going to keep running your mouth, darling?” In the darken room, with him looming above you like this, you couldn’t help but feel all warm already and it thrilled you. You gave him a defiant smile laced with sarcasm. “Yes I am, Donnie” it was simple, but so very bratty of you.

He bent towards your ear, kissing the spot just behind the shell of it. “You tell me if I’m... too rough, alright?” It was whispered, very much him just checking in to make sure everything was on track. You nodded, nosing his jaw for an affirmative. Just like that you felt teeth at the lobe.

You felt his grip on your hair tighten a fraction more, a small hiss leaving you.

“If you’re going to run your mouth all night, then I suppose I could put that hole to good use” His words weren’t shouted, he’d barely gone above a gentle decible when he spoke them. His eyes though, they spoke differently and when they came to rest on your own pretty ones, this was going to be a lot different.

You felt another shot of excitement nest beneath your stomach. When he let go you already missed the nice throb, but much to your delight he pushed aside his suspenders. He stood there, arching a brow ridge at you.

“Do I have to take it out for you as well? Forgotten what we’re good at, darling?” The sarcasm that oozed from him, goodness that shouldn’t feel so good to you but his words shot straight to your cunt. Pursing your lips you undid the button to his pants and unzipped him.

“Now what?” There was more defiance in your words, but your eyes spoke of how into this you were getting.

“Drop the attitude and it’s sir, understood?” The brown of his eyes look so blackened in this light, the firmness behind each word. You were a mess already, and how utterly thrilling that he could smell that.

“Sorry... sir” Your fingers dug into the hem of his pants and pushed down. The outline of his hard cock coming into view already spoke of how deeply he was enjoying this. You pushed his underwear enough to free him and bit down on your bottom lip. Ever so slowly you let your tongue lick the underside of his cock, root to tip. The way the muscle in his thigh jumped only fueled you more. You gripped him by the base, hand slithering up and down to spread more of his natural lubricant. You took him into your mouth, barely half of it being what could fit in your warm mouth. Donnie pushed aside a few stray strands of hair from your eyes. “Want you to see how good you look with my cock in your mouth” That fact that he smirked only made your toes curl.

Oh, you could get into this.

As you sucked him slowly, mapping out the shaft with your lips before rolling back up to the flared tip. Just in the name of revenge you licked the tip to make him buckle, he was extra sensitive there after all. He dropped his head with a muffled moan, teeth bitting down on his bottom lip. Mentally you high five yourself for breaking him just a little.

Then you felt that grip return to the back of your head and his blown out pupils land on you.

“Relax your throat” He said.

Your eyes went wide as saucers.

You’d only attempted this twice in your life and both partners weren’t even close to his size. Still, morbid curiosity and the wet mess you were now egged you on. You felt him push inside just a little more, dangerously close to the back of your throat. Breathing through your nose you took a few breaths and relaxed your throat as best as you could, even as you felt more of him push into your mouth. Spit pooled at your chin, a watery burn setting at your eyes. The debauched look Donnie saw when his eyes landed on you , it could be enough to push him past the edge but that would be too dangerous for you right now. “Fff-uck, you take me so well, you’re doing so good” His hips stuttered just lightly, a moan wrapped itself around his hard cock and that was nearly his undoing.

Slowly and satisfyingly he watched the length of his cock slip out of your pretty mouth. Precum mixed with saliva at your lips and chin. You coughed slightly, watery eyes closed when you felt his lips on yours. “My good girl” He kissed the words on your lips. Once you caught your breath and blinked out most of the tears, he stayed there caressing your face and hair. You knew he was giving you a break, making sure if anything had to stop for now. You nodded, letting him know you were okay and good to continue.

“May I have another kiss, sir?” You asked sincerely.

Donnie tried to hide his usual smile by kissing you, and kiss you he did. Every ounce of his regular loving self into it just to remind you this was all for play.

Especially when he pushed you back onto the bed and grabbed a chunk of the mess panty hose and ripped them right at the crotch. He kicked off the clothes hanging onto him and he climbed onto the bed with you. He sat against the headboard, pillows propped against it to make it more comfortable for him. You sat up on your knees and crawled towards him.

But he held up a finger and shook it. He made a circling motion, meaning that you had to turn around.

Oh.

You did just as he expressed, the flush of your cheeks speaking on how this wasn’t something that occurred between the two of you. Donnie loved having you ride him as much as the next guy but like this? Reversed?

The second his hands connected with your rear he gripped the checks and spread them. There was an embarrassing yelp from your behalf and a snickering snort from his. You felt the pad of his thumb circle the ring. “Um... sir?” That wasn’t discussed and truthfully it would need a very long discussion.

“Don’t worry, was just thinking about how pretty this would look with a plug that maybe has a tail attached to it” You were thankful he couldn’t see your face right now, aside from how flushed your face was, your eyes must’ve been comically large. Even at this stage of the relationship it never truly stopped tickling you that Donnie could be quite the pervert when his mind gets going.

A little retaliation never killed anybody.

So you shook your rear at him, turning your head just a bit to catch him grinning like a fool. “A tail, sir? Why have that when I could have you” Oh that knocked the wind off his sails, he groaned and closed his eyes. “Don’t get too cocky” He smacked one of your cheeks and you hid your smiling face.

Then he leaned forward and bit a cheek.

Hard.

You yelped again, it had caught you off guard as much as it had hurt. He soothed it with a kiss, hands slipping down your hips. “Be a good girl and ride me” Okay that also shouldn’t sound so good but fuck did it.

Entering him from this position had nearly left you cross eyed. The way you felt all of him, every inch of him nestled and throbbing inside. You placed your hands of his legs for support, moving slowly enough to tease him which earned a nice rumbling churr from him. His hands caressed and gripped your thighs and hips. “Come on, you can give me a better show” His words were mixed into a grunt, that demanding tone slipping from the pleasure he received. You rode him faster, each thrust down onto his lap making a wet slapping sound that would surely piss the neighbors off.

The sight Donnie had was surely one he would commit into memory in its entirety. The way your rear slapped down, he hoped the edge of his plastron wasn’t hurting you too bad. Even if a possessive part of him liked the redness forming on your flesh. He gripped your waist, steadying you as you slammed down him faster. That familiar sensation was creeping up, you could feel yourself so close. In the midst of it you leaned back, feeling yourself unable to control your body. You supported your hands on his midsection, the firmness of his plastron nice to the touch.

“Oh fuck!” You shut your eyes tightly, your thighs were burning from their movements. “You feel so fucking good!” Each thrust hit the right spot making your mouth hang open in lust.

Donnie wanted to drag this on more, torture you in delicious way that would continue to make you mewl like this for him. “Say-fuckfuck-say how much you love my big cock” He thrusted it up, loving the pleasured yell that he pulled from you. “Iloveitohmygod!” You words coming out in a jumbled mess of moans. That taut knot inside broke making you scream something that could’ve resembled his name. A rumbling deep churr left him when his hips stuttered out. He slammed you down onto him, each rope of cum making you shiver.

The two of you breathed hard, your thighs trembled as you got off with his help. He didn’t miss the way his cum trickled out of you, staining your thighs and his navel. You collapsed next to him, Donnie didn’t waste time pulling you close and pushing your sweaty locks away.

“Are you okay? Do you need anything?” You smiled against his chest and shook your head. “I’m more than good, Jesus we should do this more often” You sighed already feeling worn out. He chuckled, the sound muffled a top your head. He rubbed circles on your back, making sure to pay extra attention to anything that was a little more sore than usual.

Whatever needed to be discussed could wait, right now you were too preoccupied with passing out on him.

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Idk if you’re taking head canon request but if so, can we get hc’s of how the guys are when it comes to relationships (boyfriend duties, cute shit, etc)

Gotta give my boys some love here 🥰

TMNT Headcanons

The boys in a relationship

Leonardo

Compliments 24/7

Like this man will never shut up about how amazing you are

Knows all of your interests and will try certain hobbies of yours out even if he doesn't particularly enjoy them

Loves doing domestic things with you, cooking for the others, cleaning, watching tv etc...

If he's meditating you're usually with him, napping, meditation has never been your thing

(you are trying to teach yourself though)

If you're in the lair reading by yourself you best bet he's lying down next to you to either try and cuddle you or to mindlessly stare at the ceiling until you finish your chapter

Your dates usually consist of dinner (normally your choice) and a movie he hasn't seen before

It's cute watching his face light up in excitement

You'll spend an ungodly amount of time talking about history and he loves to ramble about Japanese folklore

Got cramps? Had a bad day?

Your man is making you tea and offering you one of three things-

Cuddles

Space

Food

He thinks it's cute when you want all three

Always comes to you to talk him down after a fight with his brothers, he always thanks you profusely for listening

Appreciates any advice that you offer and is grateful that you're able to keep him in check

Likes watching the sunset with you

Calls you babe, honey, aisuru, Cheese puff (it's a long story)

Never stops talking about you

Definitely said I love you after watching you cuss out the toaster for burning your bagel

Donatello

Ever met a socially awkward, hopelessly romantic nerd?

Hope you said yes if this man is your boyfriend

Rambles constantly about what a cool person you are

Blushes after every compliment he gives you, especially if you return it

Tries to be assertive when planning dates but always ends up stuttering in a panic

Still finds it hard to believe that you're with him

Very self conscious but he knows you love him

Has your favorite color, flower, song, and bird memorized

Encourages you to be confident in your own intelligence, he knows you're smart and he wants you to embrace that

Will make you watch Star Wars with him

If he's upset about something and doesn't want to talk or think about it you'll purposefully mix up Star Wars and Star Trek

By the time he finishes ranting about the lack of similarities he's forgotten what he was so upset about in the first place

If you're upset he asks you to solve a math problem with him

He knows you can't be angry when you're thinking

STARGAZING

ON THE ROOFTOP OF AN ABANDONED BUILDING

Definitely built a projector to watch movies on something larger than a laptop

Likes to bake with you

I mean it's basically science, right?

Still messes up the lattices on the pies but he does his best every time

The two of you will nap together and often just sit in silence and think

You're very comfortable in each other's presence

You said I love you first and he was so surprised he bit his own tongue

Michaelangelo

Treats you like a romantic partner and his best friend

Will call you a stunning, wonderful angel and batista bomb you into the couch within a thirty second timespan

Never seen a certain movie? Damn, guess you're watching it

Haven't tried a certain food? He's making it for you and unless you ask him reallllly nicely he won't let you assist

Lets you taste everything he makes first and asks your input on things he should add

Consults you on his art pieces

When he needs inspiration you're his muse

Dates are usually game nights at your place, pizza is ordered and way too much sugar is consumed

You both crash from your sugar high and sleep in until 3pm the next day

Tries to teach you how to skateboard

Stops after the first "lesson" because you broke your wrist trying to balance

You decided you'd stick to roller skates

He's not much for reading but he does know all of your favorite books

Just like how you know all of his favorite martial arts movies

Loves it when you encourage him to follow his interests

Is glad that when the two of you fight you're able to keep a level head and are willing to explain what he did wrong instead of letting him assume the worst

Pretty sure the boy has ADHD and since I've got it I know what that feels like and it sucks

Has no idea what you're favorite color is but does know that you love bumblebees and are disappointed that they aren't as soft and fluffy as they look

You both said I love you at the same time after kicking absolute ass in a COD lobby

Totally have a secret handshake

Raphael

Very much plays the facade of the big strong and stoic boyfriend

But behind closed doors he really is a big teddy bear

Always has to be touching you somehow, he likes having you sleep on his plastron when you spend the night so he doesn't worry about squishing you

He loves your confidence and mentions it often

Gets super pumped up when you ask him to teach you some moves

Enjoys quiet moments with you, little pockets of peace in his hectic life

Knows your favorite color, yellow, and favorite soda, grape

Can and will wrestle with you when you have an argument

Loves that you calm him down when he's upset and talk him through what he's feeling

You will stand up for him to anyone

And God help anyone who bad mouths you

Dates are usually watching action movies at the lair when you have it to yourselves, or if you have the chance to watch them at your place

Tries every new food you throw at him, man's has a caloric intake of five horses

And food in the fridge that isn't labeled will be gone if he finds it

Steals your sweaters whenever you leave the state for vacations or holidays

Will miss you loads while you're away and text you often to make sure you're safe

Said I love you first like it was nothing then vibrated into the next dimension when you said it back

Calls you babes, Nugget, shorty

I had a lot of fun writing this, made me all smiley and shit 🥰

Hope you enjoy!

-Mars 🌠

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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I’d like to write some head cannons about sexual experiences. I’d like to know the strangest place each of the boys “got busy” with the girlfriend. Like an odd place, horrible timing, getting caught by someone or whatever. Even something funny that happened during their sexual journey. Perhaps a position that didn’t go well or something they tried that was a complete no go...

Embarrassing sexcapades for our boys? @tmntspidergirl, challenge accepted. Let’s do one story for each. 😈 (Btw, being funny irl and writing funny shit are not exclusive to one another. This is my first attempt at writing humor so bare with me. 😩)

Warning: Some language, NSFW

Leonardo

He’s such a dom. The man can’t help it. He likes control, needs to be in charge, absolutely craves the submission. Except.....that one time his girlfriend begged him to let her be in control. How could he deny her when she was giving him THAT look and promising such naughty things? And that was the prelude to the most humiliating night of his life.

So that’s how he found his naked self lying spread eagle, tied down to his bed, while his girlfriend placed a silky blindfold over his eyes. At first, he tensed up. She had basically yeeted him right out of his comfort zone. She began with a leisurely exploration of his body, using her lips, teeth, and tongue. Those little nips and licks were making his heart melt and his cock hard. When she finally gave his member the attention he was seeking, he thought to himself that maybe he should give her the reins more often.

Now being such a control freak, Leo could keep his moans and groans nearly soundless. What he never anticipated was his sweet, loving girlfriend deciding to try wax play without learning anything about it first. He went from the wet warmth of her mouth, to burning candle wax dripping down his length. The scream that ripped from his throat was high pitched and full of pain and regret.

“Motherfucking son of a bitch ass cunt!!!”

His girlfriend panicked and started yelling for help. Suddenly, his bedroom door busted open and Donnie and Mikey pushed through, weapons drawn, to find their eldest brother, their leader, Mr. Honor Boy himself, strapped to his own bed, cock blood red and covered in drying wax. The only sound in the room was uneven breaths, till Mikey pulled out his phone.....click.

Raphael

One summer night, the team had split up for patrol, and Raph was out covering his area when he saw a woman being followed. She was attractive, albeit a bit older than him. He kept his eye on her stalker, waiting for the right moment to strike. He did his heroic duty and stopped the mugging just as it began. The grateful victim had taken one look at the big brute and thrown herself into his arms. She begged him to escort her to her apartment, and once there, she invited him in.

After offering him a drink that he downed rather quickly, she offered further thanks in form of a blow job. Having never experienced one, Raph eagerly agreed. She struggled to get her mouth around his girth but finally got a good rhythm going. Raph’s brain just checked out at this point. Ohshitohshitohshit......Raph.exe has stopped working. Within a couple of minutes of watching her head bob, he was just too excited and felt himself starting to cum too fast to give any warning. The poor woman began choking on the amount shooting out of his massive dick and panicked, he pulled out abruptly, painfully raking the underside on her bottom row of teeth. Unfortunately, that just caused jizz to shoot up her nose and splash into her eyes. Raph had no idea what to do so he started thumping her on the back while she coughed and gagged. Grabbing a throw blanket off the back of her couch, he tried to wipe her face but she just shoved him off.

Raph stood there rather sheepishly, limp dick still dripping, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ah, ya alright?” When she didn’t respond, he tried again, “So, uh, can I see y-“

“Get. Out.”

“Yeah, okay.”

Michelangelo

It actually wasn’t too hard securing a girlfriend for this energetic ball of sunshine and pizza grease. A few weeks into the relationship, she began hinting that she was ready to take things to the next level. Heavy make out sessions evolved into dry humping and wandering hands. Eventually, they both agreed they were ready to take the final step.

Mikey showed up at her apartment, looking cool and confident, but feeling hella nervous. She had picked up their usual from their favorite Mexican restaurant. They parked themselves in front of the tv and chowed down on beefy bean burritos with extra jalapeños, a big bowl of queso, and chili relleno. Mikey loves to eat but his nerves had him overeating for comfort. They finished dinner and started a second movie, which is when things took a decidedly more heated turn. Their kisses grew more urgent and hands grabbed and squeezed. Articles of clothing were soon scattered around the floor.

As his girlfriend laid back on the couch and opened her legs in invitation, Mikey felt the first rumbly gurgle in his gut. No way in hell was he stopping now, so he lined himself up at her entrance and pushed in. Overwhelmed at how good it felt, he only hesitated for a moment before he was rutting into her with everything he had. Unfortunately, that was also the moment his digestive system protested his spicy, bean filled meal.

Every thrust was punctuated by a loud, obnoxious fart. Once he got started, he couldn’t stop. Her gasps and moans turned into coughs and “Dear god, Michelangelo” as the foul odor permeated the room. “I’m (fart) so (fart) sorry!” It didn’t take but a few minutes for him to reach his climax, but the pleasure was short lived as a cramp seized his stomach. He jumped up and ran for the bathroom as she managed to get herself over to the window, opening it and sticking her head out for fresh air.

Luckily for him, she half blamed herself for getting Mexican food in the first place. He did make it up to her.....once he could finally leave the toilet.

Donatello

Being a nerdy genius had its benefits....like attracting the attention of a pretty grad student. After bonding over espresso and microbiology, Donnie jumped at the chance to check out the labs at her university. They snuck in just after midnight, once Don had disarmed the alarm and turned off the security cameras. He should have been more observant when she met up with him wearing a tight top and a short skirt, but he was so excited to check out the lab equipment, he failed to realize that he was being set up for seduction.

The door to the laboratory was no problem for his lock picking skills and they were inside in no time. Donnie’s mouth gaped at all the microscopes and beakers. He perused the posters on the walls, the books, the equipment, everything but the woman who was waiting impatiently for him to examine her more closely. When it became apparent that he had no clue what she was really about, she decided to take drastic measures. Pulling her shirt over her head, she tossed it over the microscope he was peering through. Frowning, he pulled back just in time for her bra to land next. Donnie froze, eyes wide, brain working overtime to access the situation. Suddenly, the details he had pushed aside as unimportant came to the forefront: her attire, the way she had been brushing by and touching him over and over, the flirty way she batted her eyes when he was nerding out over the Centrifuge 5910 R. Holy fuck.

Oh boy, what should he do? This was unexpected but not necessarily unwelcome. He swallowed thickly, and turned to face her just as her skirt came flying up and slapped him in the face. He cleared his throat and tried to give a seductive smile, which came out looking a bit strained. There she stood, in nothing but a tiny scrap of a thong, crooking her finger at the tall terrapin. Wiping his suddenly sweaty palms on his cargo pants, he took a deep breath and a step.....and promptly tripped over his own feet. Timber! The bigger they are, the harder they fall. He managed to plant his hands in the floor before his face met tile but the force the landing knocked his glasses off his face and they went skittering across the floor. He crawled under a lab table, squinting his eyes and cursing his large feet. Sweeping his hand back and forth, he finally found his glasses and put them back on. Hoping to salvage the moment, he tried to sit up quickly and bashed his head on the underside of the desk. Everything went fuzzy and then black. When he came to, he opened his eyes to a perky set of breasts dangling over his face and a soft cooing voice. Maybe the night wasn’t a complete disaster after all.

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Caught // TMNT x Reader.

Imagine stumbling into the turtle’s lives by pure accident, falling from a fire escape and landing right into their arms. They’re expecting you to be shocked or scared or something…but you’re barely even phased at the sight of the giant turtles standing in front of you.

Why?

“Well, I’ve seen at least one of you over the years…like, a lot.”

Leonardo is stunned.

Stupidly, obviously stunned. Always so proud of his ninja training, he takes great pleasure in being the “unseen.” Just a shadow in a darkened alley, a swift blur in the corner of a stranger’s eye, a stolen sight that one might brush away as mere imagination and nothing more. So knowing that you’ve caught them numerous times is, well, a little embarrassing for him.

Okay, it’s more like a lot.

“Who have you seen?” He asks quietly.

“Well,” you said as you carefully gathered the books and papers that had spilled from your bag, “I’m actually pretty sure it was you. I’ve seen you running over the rooftops a lot and I remember your swords.”

And now it was just plain humiliating. Raph scoffed in utter delight, already coming up with a million and one smug remarks to make, and he could see Donnie and Mikey sharing smiles. All the times he’d scolded his brothers about being more careful, warning them to avoid being seen, were now coming back to haunt him. Oh, he was never going to hear the end of this, he just knew it! They would be bringing this up for years and years.

Leonardo looked away from his brothers and back towards you, watching as you carefully inspected your phone for chips and cracks.

“If it’s damaged, I can fix that,” Donnie said helpfully.

“I think it’s okay…” you replied, “But thank you. And thanks for catching me before I, you know, fell to my death.”

“Uh…anytime.” Leonardo replied, his brain feeling fuzzy from the embarrassment and confusion.

“See you guys around.”

And just like that you were gone, walking off into the city and leaving Leonardo standing with his brothers. At once the teasing he’d already been expecting started up, Raph ragging on him and the other two only joyfully encouraging him, but for once…he didn’t care. Not even when Don joked about telling Splinter, not when Raph told him he ought to train more. Instead he watched you walk away and wondered when he might see you again.

Perhaps next time he was running across the rooftops, he’d stop and say hello…

Donatello isn’t really too surprised.

Statistically speaking, a good number of New Yorkers have seen that turtles from time to time. After all, they’ve been living in the city for all of their twenty-two years and have been active on the surface for eight of those now. There are quite a few humans out there who’ve caught a look at them, leading to stories of some sort of man-eating turtle cryptid living in the city waterways…there are some interesting sites out there.

But math doesn’t lie and you’re not the only one who has seen them…just one of the few who has gotten to actually meet them.

“Really?” Mikey piped up.

“Yeah,” you replied with a shrug. “But it’s not really a big deal or anything. I mean, this is New York City after all. I’d honestly be a lot more surprised if there weren’t giant turtles running around here at night.”

“How many times have you seen us?” Leonardo questioned, his blue eyes glancing sharply at his brothers.

“A lot of times through the years. Running around on the rooftops, getting into a few fights with gang bangers…actually, you know, I think I’ve seen him more then the rest of you.”

You had pointed right at Donatello when you made that little comment and already he could feel Leonardo’s glare settle on the back of his shell. He wondered if his elder brother would care too much about his argument for statistics…probably not! But you were smiling a little, brushing the dirt off of the Dittos that covered your black dress.

“And…you’re cool with that?” Donnie asked.

“Yup.”

“Then…so are we! Right, guys?”

His brothers chimed in, agreeing with the sentiment. And with that, you were off, grabbing your button-covered bag and walking away to catch your bus.

“See you around…?”

“Uh, Donnie. My name’s Donnie.”

“Later, Donnie.”

Forgetting about the impending doom that loomed over him (he could already hear Leonardo’s scolding and feel that sting in his muscles from Master Splinter’s punishment, which was sure to be brutal and terribly clever), Donatello grinned to himself as you vanished into the city…but he was certain that he would see you again.

And maybe you wouldn’t mind that at all…

Michelangelo is curious.

You saw them? For years? And you didn’t freak out or anything? That was rare for humans. Even compassionate people like April got a little freaked and, yeah, he couldn’t really blame anyone for screaming…still hurt though. They were no monsters, even if some people thought otherwise (Donnie had shown them those cryptid sites and he hadn’t liked that much). He’d been expecting screaming or fainting or something…

And yet here you were, cool as a cucumber!

“Just one of us?” Donatello asked, clearly eager for answers. “Do you know which one?”

“Oh…I dunno…” you murmured, running a hand through your hair as you thought it over. “He’s an artist.”

At once Michelangelo felt his Leo and Don glaring at him and Raph, both who claimed that honorable role as artists. The two brothers shared a guilty glance, each of them wondering who had earned himself one of Leonardo’s long lectures.

“I’ve seen him spray painting these gorgeous pieces! There’s these blue angel wings and this neon melting heart by the place I work-”

“Mikey!” Leonardo snapped, Don slapping the back of his head simultaneously.

“You’re Il Divino?”

Well, his secret was out. Michelangelo had been sneaking out every so often to paint the worn out brick and cracked concrete of New York City with his art…and now everyone knew. Including the pretty human in front of him. The fact that she liked his art so much made it possible to pretend that he wasn’t about to be destroyed by his brothers.

“I love your art…especially that roses beneath the bridge!” you chirped happily. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen it around.”

“I’ve been, uh, busy.”

“Well…” you said, picking up your sharpie-covered messenger bag, “if your schedule clears up, I hope to see your work again.”

“Yeah…”

Then you were gone, giving the turtle a little smile as you walked away. Already he was planning a new piece, something with neon pink…and a girl with a bright smile. Leonardo’s lecture began as Raph and Don walked away, laughing to themselves.

And Mikey was stunned totally stupid, wondering what you would think of his next piece…

Maybe he’d get to ask you!

Raphael is unsure.

From the second you nearly fell on top of Leonardo, he’d been expecting the whole shebang. Screaming, panicking, all that good stuff. It happened to them about every time a human managed to find them, a guy starts to expect it. But you could not care less and he…

He’s the confused one right now.

Since getting back on your feet, you hadn’t been even a little phased. Perhaps the fall had scared you but the turtles had not. Straightening your jacket, the metal and plastic pins caught his eye. A lightning bolt, several sarcastic phrases, a red eye. They were cool. You were cool, sighing as you looked back at the turtles.

“When have you seen one of us?” Leonardo asked. “Who?”

“I dunno…which one of you likes to stand on rooftops and angrily scream into the sky a couple times a week?”

At once all of his brothers turned and looked right at him, an unspoken answer to your question. Raph looked away, face hot and eyes burning. Raph’s temper was well known to his family…and apparently to you too.

“Uh…ya heard me, huh?”

“Actually, I screamed back at you once. I believe I told you you to get your crap together and stop throwing fits at four in the fucking morning.”

“That was you?”

Hands on your hips, you looked at the turtle with confidence and attitude. It was almost like you were daring him to snap back, ready for a bite back…he almost wanted to take you up on it! You were not, he realized, even a little bit afraid of him. Shocking for a human but strangely comforting at the same time for the turtle.

“Yup.”

“Why ain’t ya mad at me?”

“I was for a while. But then I saw you beating some Purple Dragons into the dirt and I thought, eh, give the guy a chance.”

Raphael grinned, chuckling beneath his breath. Clearly, you were not like most other humans. He felt certain that if aliens landed right here in font of you, you’d probably just tell them to get out of your way because you were late and trying to get home.

“I gotta go. It’s nice to finally meet you…?”

“Raphael.”

“Later, Raphael.”

He liked it. The glint in your eyes and edge to your grin, the way you said his name…there was just something about you that he liked. And there was something else telling him that this wasn’t the last time he’d see you.

He was looking forward to it.

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mugimugitmnt · 3 years

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Leo with prompt #8 please

Pretty pretty pretty please

With so many thank you on top. You're writing sends me into the best mood.

Aww shucks it always makes me happy to hear that!

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Leo was an asshole.

Not just in general terms, an obvious statement that Raph could literally break his neck agreeing with you, but Leo was an honest to god asshole.

You wanted to throttle him. Possibly even slap him. Maybe knock over one of his bonsai trees.

Okay that would be cruel at the very least, guy loves his bonsais, but...

You felt another jolt rip through your body causing the drink in your hand to slosh about. Some of it spilled on the hardwood floor and by the looks of it Vern would have a coronary due to it. April placed a hand on your shoulder, concern in her eyes. “You alright y/n? You look a little in pain?” She was only looking out for you but the only thought in your brain was to just yell, ‘Leo is a fucking asshole’.

Speaking of said asshole, he was over by the billiards table, resting against it while Casey and Raph had their latest competitive bought. The blue banded leader was the very picture of innocence, hell he wasn’t even drinking the god damn boy scout. “Hey Leo, you ready to get your ass handed as soon I finish handing it to your brother” Casey rested his weight on the billiards stick, possibly another coronary for Vern who had them imported from some fancy woodwork place.

Leo was busy looking at his phone, his thumb running across the screen in a nonchalant flick. “Might have to rain check that one, Case” His expression was neutral, bored at best. “Oh come on man, my birthday my rules” The birthday boy in question frowned, even more so when a ball was knocked into the corner pocket where he was standing. “Sorry, chief Vincent has been texting me all night updates of a new case” He flicked his thumb more rapidly, Casey assumed probably pictures of the possible offenders.

“Are we working later?” Was Raph’s question as he lined up another shot, which Casey prayed he would miss. He didn’t naturally.

“I’ll let you know, but doesn’t seem so” Leo actually felt proud of himself, an honest to goodness lie out of his own mouth. You would be proud of him, if you weren’t busy glaring daggers at him.

The situation was the following, you had only yourself to blame, but it had occurred to you to incorporate some outside play with Leo. So, you had purchased a remote control vibrator, a fancy little egg shaped thing that was currently resting inside your underwear. It could be controlled remotely via a phone app and while Leo wasn’t big on public stunts like this, that reptile part of his brain was yelling in excitement.

Two hours.

Casey’s little birthday party had been active for two hours. Which meant a that Leo had been running dangerous circles around his phone screen and you were already forgetting how to walk and talk at the same time. Vern’s penthouse was a little more packed than the usual gang it could inhabit, a few off duty officers that Casey hung out with and knew the terrapins were there.

You had told April by now that your day of the month had come up and the cramps were just a little more harsh than usual. Knowing all too well those woes, she rubbed your arm affectionately. “You don’t have to stay if you’re too beat up” She was bummed out, it was fun to have a human female friend given her circumstances had her putting up with five testosterone filled men, four of which were literal giant turtles.

You shook your head with a smile. “And miss out on drunk karaoke? I’m good, I can handle- th-this” Oh that was dangerous, that was truly entering very dangerous territories. When your eyes landed on Leo, stupid smug brat with his pretty lips and holding his phone like the prized possession it currently was, you glared. Excusing yourself you made the slow walk towards Leo, he had been standing at the mini bar area (that you found clashed horribly in this man cave) looking quite proud of himself.

“I’m going to kill you” You stage whispered at him, a full smile on your lips. Your large terrapin boyfriend chuckled, phone at his side and his thumb making a series of swivels on it. A hand landed on his plastron, nails pressed harshly on the plates. “You look a little red faced, too much wine?” He turned slightly, reaching over the mini bar to grab a seltzer water.

“You are the biggest asshole at this party and that says a lot given that Vern lives here” The treacherous buzzing eased off when Leo took a second to unscrew the bottle of seltzer water. You took the opportunity to breath but just as he took a sip, he was back to swiping his finger. “May I remind you that you bought it and you told me to do this, I really don’t see how I’m the bad guy here” He left the phone on the small counter space, another brief reprieve.

“But if I’m the biggest asshole here, I guess I should live up to the title” He smiled, he honest to god gave you that typical sweet boy smile.

Before proceeding to basically DJ his phone screen with an index finger.

You pressed your face to his arm and prayed to god that, welll, just, fuck!

“Leonardo I can’t have an orgasm in public!” Your words were muffled by the skin of his arm, regardless the party was on full blast. There was a delicious thrill at the idea of it though, as Leo wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close to him, you could make out just how much he had been enjoying this game.

He kissed your temple, nothing salacious about it, just a sweet peck.

Then his mouth fell closer to your ear.

"I don't give two shits that we're in public and people are watching."

Your eyes went wide, the intensity of the toy being put on full blast and Leo twitching his finger on the screen without any intention of letting up.

He hugged you closer to him, smiling against your temple as your grip became iron tight on his clothes. As the music got heavier and the chatter picked up, you did all you could do to muffle your moans of pleasure against Leo’s plastron, thankfully using the same thing to hide your face.

Because your eyes were rolling back and Leo didn’t seem to have any intention of slowing down. Even when Raph’s gaze landed on the pair, Leo just mouthed ‘cramps’ at him with a sad expression, the large brute made a sympathetic look before returning to his own on going conversation.

Only when he felt you start to tremble, incoherent babbling he could only make out to be begging, did Leo ease up to a soft rumble that only served to shock you from time to time. When you felt like your vision returned, you looked up at him all red faced and shakey breathing.

Leo petted your hair, smirking down at your slightly disheveled state. Surely this was going to be his favorite toy, even if it was currently back firing on him. He was hideously turned on and your warm body against him only served to make things worse for him.

But naturally you wanted some payback, since he had been a wonderful, delightful and merciless asshole.

“Sensei, please?” You whispered up at him, all pouty lips and innocent eyed. Inside you were grinning victoriously when he grunted and held you tighter.

Even when his eyes landed on the bathroom, you knew the real winner had been you.

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