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scholastic-dragon · 10 months

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Heeeeyyyy :) (I feel like I’m at a drive thru every time I request something)

Can we have some TMNT bayverse fluff where reader is in a relationship with one of the boys already but for some reason there’s a game and they get hella competitive and the prize is a kiss? Up to you whether boyfriend turtle wins the kiss or one of his brothers does, and I’m not picky on who the relationship is with go hog wild :)

Thank you!

*over speaker* welcome to my tumblr page, may I take your order?

I have a fun idea for this one *evil giggle*

I did the prompt and then some

IM SO SORRY THIS TOO ME SO LONG TO POST

Warnings: the reader and turtles are over 21, there's talk of drinking, Donnie being a little shithead, spelling mistakes

Brotherly Competition

It was too good an opportunity to pass up.

It was Friday game night at the Lair and you and the boys were sat on the floor playing spin the bottle. Mikey, of course, had brought the game up given that your three -very pretty- roommates also came down to the party.

Quick kisses and giggles were exchanged, perhaps it was also that your roommate had brought some twisted tea.

After about 45 minutes of playing, it was Donnie's turn. Smiling, a little drunkenly, he spun the glass Fanta bottle.

Everyone made fun excited noises until the nose of the bottle stopped at your knee.

Instead of laughing and hooting like the others, the group went silent. Unlike your roommates and the turtles, you weren't single. You and the blue banded hero had recently made things official, so this situation was "awkward".

You tried (and failed) to hide your smile, shrugging and leaning forward on your knees toward the tall nerd.

Mikey - sitting to your left - grabbed your arm, making a face at you. "Y/n," He lightly scolded.

You shrugged his arm off you. "It's just a little peck, Mike, it's not like he's going to use tounge,"

"Don't tempt me," Donnie mused, taking a sip of his twisted tea, licking his lips as he set the can down at his side.

"Leo," Raph spoke up next, sitting on Mikeys other side. Even he had to admit, it was fun to mess and pick on each other, but kissing your brothers partner was a line you did not cross.

Leo, sitting to your right, was typing away on his phone, not even paying attention. At the mention of his name, his brows lifted but his gaze stayed on the screen. "Hmm?"

Raph scoffed, folding his arms across his chest. Mikey was still staring with wide eyes as you leaned forward, crawling on your hands and knees to the center of the circle.

Donnie met you halfway, not even bothering to hide his smirk. His hand came up, cupping your face.

The kiss was hard and passionate, the kind only reserved for closed doors. One that took the air from your lungs, left your face and neck flushed, and made your knees tremble.

When he pulled away a small string of spit connected you as he slipped back into his spot. You wiped your lips with the back of your hand, going back to sitting cross legged in your spot.

Everyone stared with slack jaws and unbelieving eyes.

"Leo." Mikey said exasperated. Finally, the leader looked up, glancing between all the bewildered faces.

"Oh, is it my turn?" Putting his phone into his pocket, he reached forward, grabbing the bottle and spinning it.

While the others glanced to each other, you made eye contact with Donnie, who gave you a not-so-subtle wink.

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Given how athletic the boys were, it shouldn't be a surprise that they are exceptional at any sport they tried.

It's the middle of the night, you, your roommates, and the turtles are out in an abandoned park playing basketball. Mikey is destroying your roommates, while Raph and Leo laugh at your side.

"Oh, come on, Mike! This isn't fair!" One of your friends complains, panting heavily.

"How about we make it a challenge?" You tease, seeing how all four brothers perked up. Even Donnie, who was sitting on the sides on his phone.

"Whoever scores the most points wins, it's simple," You smirk at your boyfriend, him recognizing your plan.

"I don't know if ya ever played before, shorty, but-" Raph playfully punched your shoulder.

"I'm in," Donnie stood, interrupting his brother, walking over to the group.

"I'm in as well!' Mikey chimed in. Your roommates agreed as well, nodding enthusiasticly.

"What's the prize?" Donnie asked.

You tapped your chin, fake thinking. "How about a kiss?"

Your roommates made 'ooh' sounds and quickly got into their spots. You glanced a Donnie a moment too long before turning to your boyfriend.

"No hard feelings if I kick your butt?" You ask sweetly, lifting up into your tiptoes, fingers twirling around his mask strings.

"No hard feelings," He leaned in and kissed you. You smiled against his lips, knowing just exactly what he was giving you permission to do.

After quite a long and strenuous game, it shocked the hell out of every one when Leo and Donnie were the last two playing. Every one else bowed out after getting beat or simply being very tired.

Raph and Mikey made bets on who would win, playfully punching your shoulder about the bet you'd made.

But you knew, no matter who won, you'd be happy.

In a last second move, Donnie won the game, cheering and running around the court laughing. Leo, panting, also laughed, giving his brother a high five.

"Told ya," Raph snatched the twenty dollar bill from Mikey's palm, laughing loudly as he stood from the bleachers and walked to the center of the court.

Mikey rolled his eyes but followed him, you jumped down too. It was now only the five of you, because you roommates had called it a night about 20 minutes ago.

"My prize?" Donnie smugly sauntered over to you, eyeing you up and down. Raph and Mikey made faces again, glancing between you three.

"Oh right," You tapped your chin, smiling up at him. "What was it that I promised you again?"

Not responding, Donnie looped an arm around your waist, pulling you close, your hands splaying against his plastron. Leaning down, Donnie pressed a lingering kiss to your lips.

"Guys!"

Pulling back and glancing to Mikey, who had a concerned and scared look on his face, you both shrugged.

"Leo, are you really going to allow this?" Raph added on, looking to Leo who was smiling softly and shrugged.

"He won the game,"

"He's kissing your girl!" Raph argued.

Leo rolled his eyes, glancing down at his phone. "We should get back to the lair, we have training in the morning."

Mikey and Raph stuttered, wanting to argue more, but gave up and followed their oldest brothers order.

You and Donnie couldn't hold back your laughter, pressing your face into his neck as he tickled your sides.

"It's nice to know they actually care about our relationships," Donnie mused, kissing your hairline.

"You guys are going to give them a heart attack," Leo smiled approaching you two.

"Oh come on, it's just a bit of fun!" You laugh, turning to face both of them, one arm looped around Donnie's arm.

"Yeah, they tease us all the time, it's just some harmless prank," Donnie piped in.

"We'll tell them eventually," You reason, laughing when Donnie leaned over and pinched your sides.

"Or maybe they'll figure it out themselves!" He laughed.

"yeah," Leo crossed his arms playfully. "I don't think y/n dating the both of us will be their first thoughts,"

"Either way,"You take Leo's hand, kissing his knuckles. "I'm having a lot of fun with you guys,"

"We are too," Leo squeezed your hand, pulling you forward, one hand slipping into your hair and kissing you.

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Raph and Mikey watched from a dark alley, eyes blown wide.

"damn it," Raph grumbles, forking over the twenty bucks he took from Mikey earlier.

"Told you so," Mikey sang, shoving the money into his pocket.

"How'd you even guess that anyway?" Raph grumbled, crossing his arms, leaning back against the buildings stone wall.

"I didn't," Mikey smiled, slowly backing away. "Did you know Leo leaves his diary on his nightstand?" Mikey took off like a rocket when he saw Raph's face change.

"You cheater!" Raph chased after his youngest brother, cursing him all the way back to the lair.

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cindersnows · 6 months

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[virabat au]

blurp flying and having fun (or well. purple is. blue is Terrified)

sketch under cut

#alan becker #animation vs animator #animation vs minecraft #avm #ava blue #avm blue #ava purple #avm purple #galaxy duo #blurple #ava ships #avm ships #cindersnows art #virabat au

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hamelinsnightmare · 1 year

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The Collector

☀️ 🌙 ☀️ 🌙 ☀️ 🌙 ☀️ 🌙

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starletnexus · 9 months

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"Twin Tails"

An old sketch of Yalini I wanted to render/clean up ^ ^

#pokemon #oc #pokemon mystery dungeon #snivy #my art #twin tails are so cute #hairstyle #blurple #blue #purple #flower #girl #snivy fanart #pokemon fanart

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thelaundrybitch · 8 months

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A New Beginning

TURTLE DOVES!!!

I found something in my drafts, and I decided to share it.

I wrote this FOREVER ago - So I'm unsure if I will continue with it.

@leosgirl82 was there when it happened. 😁😎🤩🫶🏽💃🏽

And @drowninghell made some fanart for it - Which I will be posting if it's alright with her 🥰😍💖

Tee hee

Anyways. It was something somewhere between "write what you know" and "wicked fucking self-indulgent."

Also

IT'S NINJA FUCKING TURTLES

Without further ado...

I give you...

Some Cowabunga 💙❤️💜🧡

18+ content - for mature audiences only!

THESE ARE AGED-UP NINJA TURTLES. THEY ARE GROWN ASSED ADULTS. DON'T BE A <FILL IN THE BLANK>. 😘

Or at least that’s what I tell everyone.

My name is Liz, and I work for OSHA.

You see, after I graduated with an Associate’s in Science for Occupational and Environmental Safety Management, I was offered a job with FED OSHA - Occupational Safety and Health Administration through the federal government - The job of my dreams. So, you can imagine how ecstatic I was when they hired me.

Everything was great for the first few months - until they brought me in on a top-secret project in New York. They told me they needed a Safety Technician who specialized in humanitarian issues and loved animals. Apparently, they thought I was their girl.

Weird, right?

So, they brought me to this gargantuan underground facility, where I was given my own office with all the latest and greatest technology and safety gadgets - even ones that hadn’t been put on the market yet; It was a fucking dream. One of those ‘too good to be true’ scenarios.

And indeed. It was too good to be true.

They moved me to Manhattan to be closer to the facility because it was necessary for me to be on call 24/7 - which was totally fine because it was just me.

And because they paid me WELL.

So, after a few months of puttering around, fixing compliance issues, they decided it was time for me to start in my REAL job position.

“Ms. Bueno, we will be bringing you in today, to help with the major issue we hired you for, initially.”

“Great! I can’t wait to get to work!” I said to the director.

“Good. I’ll be waiting in Section K22. Please meet me down there.”

“The high-security clearance sector?” I asked, a bit confused.

“Yes,” he replied.

I nodded, and he went to walk away but stopped at my office door. “ Oh, and Ms. Bueno?”

“Yes, sir?” I asked.

“Do make sure you use the restroom before you head down. Some of the things you see may be… Shocking,” he told me.

“Certainly, sir,” I said as he turned and left completely this time.

What the actual fuck are they doing down there.

I met the director at the entrance to K22 - which turned out to be more secure than Fort Knox - and I was handed a white lab coat and some safety glasses by his security detail, which consisted of like seven huge dudes.

“Why are you guys all wearing bullet-proof vests, and I get this?” I asked, shaking the flimsy lab coat between my index finger and thumb.

“They seem to have a soft spot for females,” said ‘Bruce’, according to his name tag.

“Well, Bruce,” I said, unimpressed by his explanation, “OSHA clearly states that whatever PPE or other safety-related articles are donned by personnel going into an area of safety concern, those same articles need to be worn by EVERYONE that enters. Not just the men,” I stated, giving him my best OSHA inspector face.

“She’s not wrong. Give her a vest for under her lab coat,” said the director.

That’s right. Fuck you, Bruce.

After all of my safety gear was on, they walked me down a long, brightly lit corridor that led to another door. This door could only be opened using iris recognition.

“Ms. Bueno, what you are about to see, is one of the World’s most highly classified projects. If you tell anyone about this, you and said people will be eliminated.”

“Eliminated?” I choked out through a slightly embarrassing squeak.

“Eliminated. As in loss of life. Death. And you will be expunged - completely erased so no one knows you ever existed. Do you agree to these terms?”

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. What in the HELL have I gotten myself into…

“Uh, yes?” I said, making my response sound more like a question.

“I’m not convinced, Ms. Bueno. I need to be very convinced before we go through these doors. It’s a matter of national security.”

“100%, sir. I am absolutely, 100% positive. I swear to these terms, sir,” I told him, feeling my backbone reappear.

“Good. Samuel, we’re ready for entry,” he told the biggest security staff member.

Samuel cocked his gun and stood in front of the door, in the ready position, pointing the gun at it like the zombie apocalypse was about to ensue.

I swallowed nervously.

That’s a fucking lie. I’m about to shit my pants. No wonder he had me go to the bathroom before I came down here.

Anyway, as I’m wishing I had a diaper on, the director leaned in and initiated the iris recognition scan, successfully opening the sealed door. The security detail filed in first.

I followed the director into what looked like a giant laboratory. As we got ready to turn the corner, his security detail fanned out in front of us.

“LET US OUT!” Boomed a deep, raspy voice.

*Adrenaline rush*

“Just sit down. It’s not gonna help,” said another.

“HE NEEDS HELP!” yelled the first voice.

“I know, but they aren’t gonna let us out. And honestly, I don’t even know who could, or would, help him.” came a third voice.

I saw the director from the corner of my eye, turn and look at me as I stood stock-still, looking forward, and waiting to be told that I could proceed.

He didn’t say anything, so I turned and looked at him, my eyes the size of Jupiter. All pupil.

He nodded once, and I stepped around the corner.

May God strike me dead where I stand, if I’m lying.

There was a giant reinforced cage, resembling jail cells, holding the fucking Ninja Turtles in them.

I shit you not.

Albeit they were a bit older than we’d seen them in movies, and they looked slightly different, but they were definitely THE Ninja Turtles.

I gathered myself and turned to the director. “What is my job here, sir?” I asked him, completely composed with a straight face.

“Health and Safety,” He said, sadness flashing across his eyes for less than a moment. “We will leave you and let you do what you need to do,” he said, leaving me alone with the caged turtle-men.

Once I was sure I was alone, I looked around for security cameras. When I'd decided there were none - probably for top-secret and national security reasons - I took off the stupid lab coat, safety glasses, and bulletproof vest and ran to the cages.

“Oh my god, what happened to him?” I asked, squatting down and reaching an arm through the bars to check Donatello’s pulse.

The other three turned and looked at me, confused.

“Don’t touch him,” Growled the red-banded bara.

“Who are you?” asked Leonardo, putting a hand up in a placating manner, in an attempt to get his brother to back down.

“I’m the lead Health and Safety technician for this project. They hired me six months ago for this project, but this is the first time hearing about all of this,” I said, slightly alarmed by the faintness of Donnie's heartbeat. “Now, please tell me, what happened to him,” I said to Leo, looking him directly in the eyes.

“We don’t know. They sedated him. Heavily. And took him out of the lab. He was gone for two days. He’s been like this since they brought him back,” said Leo, now kneeling in the corner of the cell so he was next to me and his unconscious brother.

“And how long ago did they bring him back?” I asked.

“Maybe three to four hours ago? It’s hard to tell. We’ve been stuck in here forever.”

“Oh God… Is he allergic to anything? Does he have any health issues?” I prodded, my eyebrows furrowed, and my face twisted in clear heartache.

“Uh, no, no. None of us do. I mean, unless you count the fact that we’re overgrown, mutated, humanoid turtles…” He said.

I couldn't help but smirk at him, “No. That’s actually quite normal. This is New York, after all.”

Mikey huffed a stifled giggle from beside me, now standing the closest he could get to us, in his own cage.

As I started to stand up, Leo stuck his hand through the bars and grabbed my wrist. I looked into his gorgeous blue eyes, which were filled with sorrow and hope. “Thank you,” he whispered.

“Don’t thank me yet. I haven’t even done anything,” I told him softly.

“Yea, but you’re going to - I can see the genuine worry on your face,” he said, my face heating up as he pulled me closer to his cage to get a better look at me.

“I need to go look through the files over by the entry door,” I whispered to him. “I need to see what they were doing to him, so I can help him.”

Leo released my wrist and wiped a tear from my cheek. I didn’t even realize I was crying.

“I’m Leo,” he introduced himself.

“I know who you guys are. You’re kinda my childhood heroes,” I confessed, looking down.

“Thank God,” huffed Raphael, visibly relaxing.

“You’re actually gonna help us then?” asked Mikey from behind me.

I turned and looked at the orange-clad turtle, “Yes, of course.”

I turned back to Leo and leaned in closer to him so he could hear me whisper...

“I don’t know how, but I promise, I’ll help you get out of here.”

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hard-times-paramore · 1 day

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My jackalope fursona, Spades!!

#my art #my posts #furry #anthro #jackalope #fursona #blurple #purple #Spades #my ocs

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m4g0rtz · 7 months

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Today's polish is another stunner! Firstly it's a blurple and I LOVE a good blurple. Secondly it's a multichrome and I've really been enjoying multichromes lately. Thirdly, that magenta at extreme angles! 😍😍😍 And let's not forget, it looked gorgeous matte. This is Pretty Puddle from Wildflower Lacquer.

#nail polish 331 #manicure #wildflower lacquer #pretty puddle #blue #purple #blurple #multichrome #matte

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gottastim · 1 year

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emily_grace_palettes on ig

#glitter #paint mixing #stim #sensory #satisfying #mypost #mygifs #duochrome #multichrome #metallic #purple #blue #blurple #palette knife #hands free #handsfree

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nmsatlas · 1 month

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#no man's sky #background #space #stars #purple #blue #blurple

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scholastic-dragon · 1 year

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Ooh, that kissing prompt is a good one. It was hard to choose.

I would love some Bayverse Blurple. (Or just Leo or Donnie) and either kissing in the heat of the moment, or laughing while kissing.

Thank you in advance if you take this ask, or if not, that's okay too!

A call for blurple is one that must be answered

For you friend, absolutely

Disclaimer: turtles and reader are over 21 in this because they're drinking. They are adults!!! No minors!!!

Leo x Fem!reader x Donnie

Two Nights

Warnings: some drinking, reader, and turtles get a little tipsy, turtle smoothces, neck kisses, gets a bit steamy and suggestive at the end, vern almost being a co*k blocker, spelling mistakes,

It was Friday.

The sun had set, the night was cold, and yet you and one of your best friends were giggling and sitting up on the roof of your apartment building.

You'd bought cheap wine, chocolates, and candy from the store and just let the weeks stress go.

You popped another chocolate into your mouth and glanced at your friend. A 6' foot tall vigilante turtle with a heart of gold.

The blue banded turtle sighed as he looked out onto the glowing city.

"What really brought you here?" You take a sip from the wine bottle, carefully setting it down between you too.

"I'm so nervous about tomorrow," He chuckled, taking the bottle and having a long sip. He licked his lips, shivering slightly.

Untucking your own blanket, you scoot closer and throw half of it over his shell and shoulders. Thank goodness you picked the large blanket.

"Tomorrow should be exciting, though, right? I mean, it's a big ceremony for you guys and the police station,"

He nods, taking another sip. He offers it to you, and you take it, the liquid starting to make you feel warm and fuzzy.

"You sure we should be drinking? Wouldn't want you to be hungover tomorrow," you chuckle softly. "Or worse, what if Splinter finds out?"

Leo chuckles. "My dad isn't going to find out, and I'm not going to have a lot, just enough for the nerves to calm down,"

You roll your eyes, taking a sip. A harsh breeze rolls through the air, you tuck yourself closer to his side.

He moves his arm to wrap around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his side. His hand resting on your shoulder.

Now that was a warm and fuzzy feeling.

Picking up the cardboard box of chocolates, you pop some into your mouth before offering some to Leo.

He takes one with a smile, both of you enjoying the silence of the city.

"Oh, I also have these!" Digging into your bag you pull out a plastic bag of different assorted candies. All different shapes and colors.

You both picked some out of that, but you got annoyed noticing that Leo was taking all the blue candies.

"Pick a different color! Everyone knows blue jolly ranchers are the best!" You complain, trying to grab said candy from his large palm.

"Have you not seen the mask? It's my thing!" He drops a handful of blue candy into his mouth, chewing loudly.

"You're gross," You nudge his shoulder, wrapping your arms around you.

He laughs, pulling you into his lap, handing you a green jolly rancher.

You angrily take the candy with a mumble of, "it's still not blue," and curl into his chest, resting your head on his shoulder.

He readjusts the blanket, pulling it over the both of you. You feel him sigh heavily, his shoulders were so tense.

"Why are you nervous about tomorrow?" You whisper, your cheek resting on his cool scales.

"I've started to kinda get a fear of crowded spaces, I hate the loud noises and the flashing lights, and then there's a whole section of the party where I have to be on stage with everyone staring at me,"

You nod, chewing on a candy. You wished you could get rid of his fear. "I think tomorrow is going to go great,"

"Yeah?" He peers down at you, you lift your head off his shoulder. "And why is that?"

"'Cause you're fucking awesome and deserve every award the police have,"

He starts chuckling at that, his eyes lighting up. You see the dread and disbelief flash across his face. Oh no, you couldn't have that.

"No, don't doubt it!" You start to poke his sides, making him yelp and try to move away from you.

"Y/n! Stop!"

You kept poking and tickling his sides, making him laugh and scoot back. Since you were on his thighs, you just went with him.

"Say it, and I'll stop!" You started to laugh with him, leaning forward.

"Y/n-"

"Say it!"

Instead of answering, he presses his lips to yours. Normally, you'd freak out, pull back, and ask why he did that. But given the wine, you started to kiss him back, giggling against his plush lips.

His hands landed on your upper back, holding you against his chest. He gently nipped your lip and licked the seam of your mouth.

You opened with a soft moan, giggling even more so as he tounge tasted of blue raspberry.

He pulled back, his eyes glossy and pupils blown wide, his hands rubbing your back comfortingly.

He was just so cute.

You leaned in, giggling and pressing quick pecks to his lips.

"What does this mean for us?" He asks between kisses.

"We'll figure it out tomorrow,"

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You were buzzing with energy the next night. Staring in the mirror at your dark indigo outfit, the straps made your chest look amazing, and you couldn't wipe the smile off your face.

Your phone buzzed, peering at it, you see that Donnie had texted you the address of the party. You called an Uber and arrived at Verns apartment.

He loved to show off, and these stupid, expensive police parties were a clear favorite.

Giving the bouncer your special plus one card, he leads you to the large open sitting area, full of people.

It was a large room, with vaulted ceilings and a gigantic TV. Everything just looked expensive, and knowing that almost made the place seem ugly.

It's not hard to spot your friends. You happily run up to them, giving large hugs and compliments.

"You guys look amazing!" You gush. Mikey and Raph both gave soft chuckles, adjusting the jackets on their suits.

"April found a tailor that was willing ta do strange measurements," Raph pulled on his red tie, clearly unused to the attire.

"But you are right, babycakes, we look fabulous," Mikey pretended to flip hair over his shoulder.

You giggled softly, turning to Donnie. He was wearing a black suit with a dark purple button-up shirt underneath. He looked very handsome.

"You look great tonight as well," Donnie smiles warmly, gesturing to you.

You shake your head, a small blush dusting your cheeks at just staring openly at him. "Oh, this old thing? It's been in my closet forever," You both laugh softly.

You glance around, taking in the large crowd, then suddenly, something feels out of place.

"Wait, where's Leo?" The boys make awkward faces, glancing to each other, debating on telling you.

"He's...grounded," Mikey rubs his palms on his pants.

"Grounded?" You repeat, glancing between the three of them.

"Yeah, Mr. Honor Boy himself got caught drinking last night. Came home tipsy, and Splinter benched him for a month," Raph crossed his arms over his chest. He almost seemed sorry for his brother: almost.

"What?" Thankfully, the guys took your shook as surprise and not guilt.

"I know, it's completely out of Leo's character! He even volunteered to go to the Hai'shi so he wouldn't have to tell Master Splinter about it," Mikey piped in.

You suddenly felt hot, and guilty. Oh, you knew it was a bad idea to share the wine with Leo.

"Are you alright?" Donnie asked, his hand gently touching your shoulder.

You jumped back: it felt like his touch had burned you.

"I...I need a moment, excuse me," you ducked out through the crowd, only watching the floor, but traveling deeper and deeper into Verns penthouse.

Throwing open the nearest door, you quickly rush inside and slam it shut behind you.

It was an office, whether it was Verns specifically or just for guests you weren't sure. There was a large brown desk to your left with floor to ceiling bookcases lining the wall in front of you and to your right.

You didn't bother to turn on the light, the window behind the desk providing just enough light from nearby buildings.

You started to pace, chewing on your nails.

This was not how the night was supposed to go. You and Leo were supposed to be dates, he had promised to dance all night with you, and you were finally going to discuss...well, whatever it was you both wanted.

You couldn't help the guilt, you had egged him on a little, but you never thought it'd end up like this!

"Y/n?" Donnie's head poked in through the door, he seemed worried. "Are you alright? You looked pretty spooked out there,"

"Yeah, it was just a bit stuffy in there," You waved a dismissive hand, feeling sweat start to drip down your neck.

He nodded, opening the door more and closing it with a light kick of his foot. He came to stand in front of you, a strange smirk on his face as he leaned in and whispered in your ear.

"You sure it's not because you were with Leo when he was drinking?"

Your stomach dropped, your face and neck flushing. "I-Wha....how did you...?"

"He was drunk!" Donnie gave a small chuckle, hooking his thumbs into his suspenders, still leaning down toward your face. "He told me everything,"

"Like, everything, everything?" At his nod, you swallowed hard. You'd be lying if you said you didn't also harbor some feelings toward the purple banded terrapin.

He and Leo had infected your heart and brain, but you never made any moves out of fear. One wrong move would either destroy your relationship or the brothers, and you weren't willing to take the risk: yet.

Your breathing picked up, trying to read his features.

Damn him, and his poker face!

"Are you mad?"

He leaned back, rocking on his heels as he clicked his tongue. "Mad one of us finally made a move? No." He stepped forward, out of instinct you stepped back until your back bumped the bookshelf. "Mad that you kissed him first, a little bit,"

"I...I don't understand," He leaned in, inches away from your face. Even though his hands were still in his suspenders, you felt caged.

He smirked, licking his lips as he leaned in. His lips ghosting your ear as he spoke. "Leo and I know how to share,"

He barely pulled back before you jumped forward, winding your arms around his neck and smashing your lips to his.

He didn't waste a second, one arm pressing into the small of your back and the other entwining his fingers in your hair.

His kisses were hard and passionate, finally letting out all those harbored and stored up feelings.

He pulled you away from the bookcase, his hand moving from your hair to the strap on your outfit.

His fingers dug under the fabric, pulling it down your shoulder, almost ripping the silk as he went.

You gasped. He pulled away, messily kissing down your jaw, then your neck. Placing wet kiss after wet kiss down until he reached when his hand was pushing at your dress strap.

"Donnie," You gasped, feeling his teeth run along your collarbone. He inhaled deeply as he ran his nose up your neck, taking in your scent.

"You smell amazing," He raved, going back in and kissing your swollen lips.

His tongue licked the seam of your lips, and just as you opened, the door swung open.

You and Donnie jumped away from one another, staring wide eyed at an equally shocked Vern.

He had a pretty blonde on his arm and a champagne glass in his hand. Clearly he had the same idea as you two.

He groaned, taking it your appeances. "Really, guys?"

It snapped you out of your daze, pulling up your dress strap and fixing your hair.

Donnie stepped toward Vern, reaching past him to grip the door.

"I'll reimburse you for any broken furniture," He slammed the door in Verns questioning face, locking it, ignoring Verns protests.

He turned back to you. "Wanna see if Verns pure oakwood desk was really worth the money?"

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