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theyhavetakenovermylife · 2 months

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The attractive voice part 3 please! When Donnie and reader decide to meet in real life together! :D

The Attractive Voice: part 3 (Angst?/Fluff)

2007!Donatello x reader

Part 1 (Fluff) Part 2 (18+)

A/N: This one is not 18+, as it didn’t seem to fit quite right with what I had in mind💜

All characters are aged up

Warning: None, other than spelling💜

When do you call a relation between you and another person a relationship? After you called each other even day, just to hear the voice that made your hearts skip a beat, and put bright smiles on your faces? Or was it fitting to do so after you started to do everything together, with each other over the phone? Or could you do it after you and Donnie would stay on the phone together late at night, pleasuring yourselves to the sounds of the other? Well, maybe.

You and Donnie had not yet gotten to a point, where either of you had felt brave enough, to bring up the topic of relationship status or titles. You feared that a conversation like that would scare Donnie away, while Donnie feared a talk about relationship status would bring up another topic - meeting up in real life.

During all your conversations, Donnie feared the day you would ask to see or meet him. He had no idea how to react the day you would ask to meet him. He really wanted to meet you, and the face of the person he had been talking to for so long. But how was he going to explain his appearance? Was he just going to tell you that he in fact was a mutant turtle, and just hope that you would go with it? Or let alone believe him. And that was making Donnie nervous.

But while Donnie was nervous, fearful the moment you would ask to see him, you had gotten curious. You were trying to create an image in your head, based on the few things you knew about Donatello. He had brown eyes, part Italian and part Japanese and very muscular. However, that was a pretty vague picture, so you had been starting to ask small questions. His height, his nose, his hair, his ears and so on. And with every question, you could hear the nervousness in Donnie’s voice when he vaguely answered. You chuckled it up to Donnie not being confident in his own appearance, and therefore you decided to not push him too far, too fast. You had plenty of time, so there was no need for rushing anything. But both of you knew, without telling each other, that it wouldn’t take long before that conversation would make its way up.

But life continued, slowly inching closer to the day that you and Donnie finally would meet. Even if it wasn’t in the way that you had expected.

You were walking home from work one evening, after your closing shift that weekend, dialing Donnie on your phone. Nothing about your sometimes late shifts, Donnie had asked you to call him when you walked home, so he could make sure that you were okay, all the way home to your apartment, with your door locked safely behind you. And even then you would stay on the phone together, talking late in the night, almost falling asleep on the phone together.

You started walking down the street with your phone to your ear, listening to the ringing as you waited for Donnie to pick up. The wind blew cold air around you, making you pull your jacket closer around you, sending looks down the street behind you. The ringing turned to beeping, and you looked at your phone in confusion, calling Donnie’s number once more. Why wasn’t he picking up? This wasn’t like Donnie. He always picked up, even if he was in the middle of something.

You looked at your phone, getting ready to text Donnie and ask him what was going on, when suddenly something large fell from above, slamming into the pavement from above, sending dust flying into the air, breaking the sidewalk in the process. You were horrified to see a large creature, with fur, horns, large yellow eyes and long sharp teeth, along with what looked like big hands and feet, with claws like nails at the end of each finger.

You staggered backwards, unable to take your eyes off the creature in front of you, hearing the low grunts as it heaved for air. Then suddenly, as the dust slowly started to settle, the creature turned its gaze towards you. You almost stumbled, feeling fear rush over you, causing you to freeze in its line of sight. It roared, the sound sending waves through you, yet you did not move. All you could do was scream. Scream and stare as it came rushing towards you, its claws ready to lash out at you.

But before any claws could get you, or any pain could befall your body, you were pushed out of the way - no, you were carried. In a pair of strong arms, carrying you off to a safer part of the street in a hurry. You looked up at your carrier, only to be met by a green face. A green face, a shell on their back, with a bow staff strapped on to said shell, and a purple bandana wrapped around your face, with a pair of eye holes, allowing you to see a pair of brown eyes.

You almost screamed, panic flashing across your face once more. First a monster falling from the top of a building, and now this. But your carrier was quick to hush you, placing you on your feet, maintaining eye contact as they held onto your shoulders. They were trying to comfort you.

“Don’t worry”, they said, in a familiar voice. A voice you could recognize anywhere. “I got you. Me and my brothers got this. You’re safe-”.

“Donnie?”, you asked, staring at him in shock.

They mutant turtles stared at you with wide eyes, feeling as if all air had been knocked out of him, forgetting all about the monster behind him, and his brothers that were currently trying to fight it.

“(Y/N)?”, he asked, his voice shivering. His hands shook on your shoulders, your eyes never leaving one another. Damn, he had some deep brown eyes.

Donnie felt his mouth go dry, several emotions rushing through him. Fear and happiness, along with pleasant surprise. You were there before him. You in your beautiful form - much more beautiful than he could ever had imagined you to be. But you were looking at him. His green turtle form, standing before you with his hands on your shoulders, unsure of what you thought of him. The mixture of emotions made his stomach hurt and his heart pound like crazy. He almost felt sick, fearing you would scream or yell. But before you could ever do such a thing, there was shouting from Donnie’s brothers, followed by the monster storming towards the two of you.

Donnie acted quick, pushing you behind him and pulled his bow staff from his shell, taking a stance before the creature. You watched as Donnie swung his staff at the creature, hitting it over the head, causing it to whimper and back up a bit, giving Donnie’s brothers enough time to come and help him out. However, during the ensuing struggle, the monster managed to get away. With a loud roar, it jumped to the top of the nearby building, before running into the night, causing the four brothers to groan in annoyance. But Donnie did not.

Donnie turned to you, fearful of what he would see. He expected you to be scared of him, tell him to never talk to you again, and run away. He feared that you were horrified by not just his looks, but this sudden introduction to not only his appearance, but the life he was living. But to his surprise, you still stood there, your expression shocked, but with a glint of admiration. If there had been any disgust, it was impossible for Donnie to detect, even as he tried to look for it in your beautiful face.

“Listen, (Y/N)”, he started, hoping that he could save what might have been ruined. “I know what this looks like, and I can explain everything, but-”.

Donnie did not get to finish that sentence, before you had wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling the shocked mutant close to you, so that you could plant your lips firmly on his. Donnie froze, not daring to fully believe what was happening. You were kissing him, even after seeing who he truly was. But after a moment he allowed himself to relax against you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer against his plastron, ignoring the sound of his brothers’ jaws hitting the pavement, staring in shock at the scene in front of them.

Pulling from the kiss, you smiled at Donnie, joy appearing big and bright on your face, and your eyes shining just as much. This confused Donnie. This was not how he had expected you to react.

“Aren’t you mad at me?”, Donnie asked, his eyes wide and an unbreakable smile on his face as he fought for his breath.

You chuckled and shook your head. “There’s no way I could be mad at you”, you said. “All though this wasn’t was I expected”. You gestured to his body. “But I could not never be mad at it”.

For a moment Donnie just stared at you, your words echoing through his head. He didn’t know what to say, nor what to do. But with the growing happiness bubbling up inside of him, he could only do one thing, and that was to pull you in for another kiss. And you kissed back with a smile. You now knew that Donnie did not only have an attractive voice, but an interesting yet handsome face to go with it. And suddenly the thought of having an official relationship, didn’t seem so far off anymore.

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nosleep83 · 8 months

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I’ve been in the tmnt fandom for a while now and I have come to the conclusion that every version of Mikey is either a sweet baby boy or a pothead

To clear things up a bit I made this.

#the placement might not be 100% accurate but #I love them all sm #(I am NOT including Bayverse Mikey you can’t make me ok)#tmnt #mutant mayhem #rottmnt #2012 tmnt #2003 tmnt #2007 tmnt #batman vs teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 1987 #tmnt michelangelo

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sspicyramencup · 2 months

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I look at them all like they just got their first home run at a baseball game

(I am their loving rat father)

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2012 #tmnt idw #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #art #my art #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2007

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letsgetitblog · 2 months

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Guess who's birthday it is?

It's our orange babies birthday!!! 🧡

#love them sm #tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 1987 #tmnt mutant mayhem #tmnt vs batman #tmnt bayverse #hamato michelangelo #tmnt michelangelo #michelangelo hamato

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oozedninjas · 3 months

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Drunk for you~

Warnings: 18+ / NSFW / MDNI / Ninja guys are late twenties / Happy Valentine's Day!! ❤️

Pussy! drunk Leo holds you tightly close to his chest, fisting your face with a full hand as he forces you to look at him because, fuck, you're so hot when you come.

Pussy!drunk Leo moans into your mouth as he pounds frantically into you, dizzy in the feeling of your cunt around him. Mmm, so fucking tight.

Pussy!drunk Leo whispers the best degradation-praise combos in your ear with a breathy, raspy tone that drives you crazy. He can't have enough. Squirm more to his words. Be louder, scratch his shell harder. Shit, he's so close—

Pussy!drunk Leo knows he has to pull out but it feels so freaking good that he can't bring himself to do so, especially not when you're begging him to breed you so much. Shit, you're gonna be the end of him.

Pussy!drunk Raph relentlessly fucks you from behind in front of your bedroom mirror. Fuck, he's so big, stretching you so good it has you on the verge of turning stupid.

Pussy!drunk Raph fucks you up and down his dick like a small fuck toy, too lost in pleasure to do nothing but hold onto his shoulders as he manhandles you all he wants.

Pussy!drunk Raph barely allows you to breathe as he devours your mouth, groaning agast your lips with each new thrust. God, he loves it when he's so overstimulated that it's almost too much. His cum is dripping from you, and the sounds of your flesh slapping have Raph craving to come again. Can you? Just one more time, doll. Fuck, please.

Pussy!drunk Donatello drinks you up eagerly. His tongue feels heavenly over your clit, he knows. You're tugging him too much to keep him there for it to not. That's right, darling, come on his face— Yeah, like that, damn good.

Pussy!drunk Donatello enjoys himself so much that suddenly all inhibitions are thrown out the window, and he's shamelessly moaning, mouth open as a trail of drool rolls out the corner of his mouth. You feel so good~

Pussy!drunk Donatello loves having your tongue down his throat, claiming him vehemently as your hands scratch the side of his shell, just where it joins to his plastron. The sound that escapes him is everything but human.

Pussy!drunk Mikey can't keep his hands out of you. He slips his palm up your thigh under the table, only stopping when he's met with your warm cunt. Leaking for him just by his slightest touch? Aw, you're so cute!

Pussy!drunk Mikey can't hold back once he starts kissing you. It's like he physically needs the heat emanating from your body. He wants to rob it, keep it alongside you, so deep inside that it deliciously burns.

Pussy!drunk Mikey inhales your scent from the cook of your neck and lets out a mingle between a sigh and a soft moan. He pulls you closer, fucking himself deeper in you. You're so soft, so his, from now to forever.

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turrondeluxe · 1 year

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rewatched tmnt 2007 and got reminded on how i thought they were in their mid twenties for the longest time

#my bones. my bones are indeed turning into dust rn #tmnt #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2k7 #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt donnie #tmnt donnatello #my art #doodles

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dustbunsinspace · 5 months

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Got an anon ask ‘who my least fav turtle is if Leo is my favourite’ and it made me realise I don’t draw my ACTUAL favourite turtle enough, so it might really look like that 😤

I wanted to doodles just the three recent ones but my brain went brrr, and my hand slipped and kept slipping until I got the whole orange fam (could probably still add a few more, maybe later). Anyway, MIKEY SUPREMACY ��🧡🍊�� (I love them all but he has a very special place in my heart).

( you can find it on Redbubble ⭐️ )

EDIT; Someone asked me who some of them are so;

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nessarolla-in-constant-flux · 5 months

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💙I LOVE HIM SO MUCH💙

The way I willingly dropped $50 to get all the turtles and April!

🐢I was speed!🐢

Edit: I've updated with a better video capture and the rest are on the way! I also left out any audio so you can add whatever you want! Enjoy!

Edit edit: Please let me know if you see the older video still? That way I can see if it can be fixed or I'll just post Leo again!

Tags: @angelicdavinci @yorshie

SEE THEM ALL ON MY BLOG!

#tmnt #leonardo #donatello #raphael #michelangelo #cute #fortnite #fornut #i love him so much #rotmnt #tmnt bayverse #80s tmnt #2012 tmnt #tmnt 2007

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 5 months

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AHH HII I DONT KNOW IF YOURE TAKING REQUESTS BUT YOUR 2007 FICS ARE SO 💋😩🤌

i would LOOOOOVVEEEE to see how everything went down when leo actually came back.. would they tell him? would raph continue to do it? would she choose one over the other? AHHH SO MANY POSSIBILITIES if you’re not taking requests ignore this but i would beg you for some closure or just more spicy fics HAHAH🤭

Anger: part 2 (18+) (Angst)

2007!Raphael x reader (a little 2007!Leonardo x reader)

Part 1 / Part 3 Leonardo's Ending Raphael’s Ending

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A/N: Thank you for your request! I’ve been so tempted to continue it, but I wasn’t quite sure how, as I can only see this situation end in a specific way. I decided to go in a third direction, bc let’s face it, everybody has made their own bed in this lol. And bc it is the 2007 TMNT, I’ve allowed myself to go extra angst. Hope you enjoy!💙❤️

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You and Raphael’s sexual relationship has taken a turn in the serious direction, but then an old missed face comes home, stirring up feelings once again, especially anger.

Warning: Sex as a coping mechanism, angry sex, angst, emotional betrayal, swearing, Leo and Raph being horrible brothers to each other, cheating?

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It had been almost a year. A year had passed since Leonardo’s training had ended, yet there was no sight of him. You clearly remembered the night you sat in your window, with a slight hope that Leo would come home. It almost felt wrong to think in such a way, especially after a year of sneaking around with his own brother. You had found Raphael’s pressens comforting, even if most of the time was spent moaning or calling out his name in ecstasy, with your legs spread wide or over his shoulder.

You really liked the time you had spent with Raph, even if he wasn’t much up for talking about emotions. He was there for you, in a way Leo hadn’t been able to in a long time. Yet, when you saw a familiar figure out on your fire escape, during the last hour of Leo’s return day, you were slightly disappointed to see Raphael instead. He too didn’t seem too happy. And that was the moment you realized that Leo most likely wouldn’t come home again.

That night with Raphael was way more passionate than what you had been used to with him. Passionate with an undertone of sadness, but intense. There had been very little dirty talk from Raph, yet his eyes spoke with more emotion than they ever did before. Same with his hips, as they thrusted into you with more focus and intention, instead of his usual rapid angry way.

Raphael stayed that night, like he had done so often up until that point. And as you woke up the next day, and began your obligatory morning sex, a change in your and Raph’s relationship was noted. Though still rough, it was not as hard as usual. Though there was still anger hidden in there somewhere, it was not as prominent as before. Sex between you and Raph was no longer a coping mechanism. It was no longer about the absence of Leo, but just about you and Raphael.

Sex in Leo’s room grew old long ago. After Raph had had you in every possible way on every surface of his older brother's room, it started to move into his own room. The first time he had you on his own bed, he felt like he had won a major victory in a long fought battle. It satisfied him to have your scent spread all over his room, in such a way that Leo had never managed to in his own room. With your legs over his shoulders, his hips pounding into you over and over again, and your hands holding on to him for dear life, he felt like the king of the world. How you would hold onto his head while his tongue was writing his name over your dripping cunt, or the way your mouth felt around his dick and how you worked to make him feel good. It was enough to make any man go mad. And that was almost what Raph did, whenever he sat around, waiting for the perfect moment to jump on you again without, the rest of his family noticing.

When Raph would come back home, after a night of crime fighting as the Nightwatcher, finding you sleeping in his bed. Waiting for him to come back home to you. Waiting for him to hold you tight before giving you yet another earth shattering night to remember. And unlike his brother, Raphael did just that. He came home to you to take care of you, just like Leo never would. Or so he thought.

Leo had to admit that he was slightly fearful as he stepped into the sewers. Even after what April had told him, he still feared the reactions that would come from his family. Would they be angry or would they be happy? He did not know. But the reaction he feared the most was yours. Leo first thought when he came to New York was to go to your place, just to see you again. But remembering how late it was, and not knowing what plans you had the next day, he opted to make his way straight to the sewers.

The first thing that met Leo as he stepped into his old family home, was the sound of his two youngest brother’s snoring. Both Donnie and Mikey sprawled out in front of the TV, pizza boxes laying all around them. Leo smiled at the sight, remembering what April had told him. They had jobs now, however that was possible for two mutant turtles. But because of that they probably needed their sleep, and therefore Leo decided it was best to leave them alone for now.

When Leo first stepped into his room, he was surprised by the smell that met him. The scent of you was very strong, almost jumping at him. Had you been touching yourself in his room? It touched Leo deep. A pang of guilt pinching his heart. But there was another smell. A familiar one, yet he could not place it. It did not seem to fit into his room, and definitely not with the smell of you.

After having placed his things in his room, Leo went down to the dojo. He had a feeling that Master Splinter was up and waiting for him there. So when Leo found his father sitting in the dojo patiently waiting for him, he sat down.

Raphael knew as soon as he walked out of his bedroom. He stopped in his tracks, feeling all sorts of emotions. Happiness, pleasantly surprised, confused, unsure, angry. Leo was home. His big brother was home. The man that had you first was home.

He went to the dojo and peeked through the open doors. The sight of his brother talking to Master Splinter was like a punch to the guts. They were talking like they did any other day, as if Leo hadn’t been gone for two years. Raph did not hear a single word they said. All he could think about was you, and how you would react when you knew Leonardo was back home.

Master Splinter said something, which prompted Leo to turn and look in Raph’s direction. The red clad turtle panicked a bit, not sure what to say. He ended up settling with a simple welcome home and that he was going to bed, before turning and waking up his brothers.

But Raphael did not go to bed. While Master Splinter and his brothers were distracted by Leonardo’s return, Raphael went straight to the apartment he had found himself in more and more often over the past year.

You were sleeping peacefully when Raph came to your bedroom window. If it had been any other night, Raph would have climbed in quietly through your unlocked window, before spooning you in your sleep, waiting for you to wake up. But not that night. Raph had thrown all his quiet skills as a ninja out the door, as he banged your window closed behind him, causing you to stir in your sleep, slowly waking up.

“Raph?”, you asked, rubbing your eyes as the named turtle started taking off his gear, in a way he hadn’t done for a long time.

Raph didn’t answer, but instead he slammed his lips to yours. You moaned out in pleasant confusion as your tongues danced together in your mouth. It had been a long time ago since Raph had been this rough with you, and you could not help but wonder what had caused it. But as he started pulling your underwear off, feeling how wet you already were against his fingers, you couldn’t help but moan in pleasure, enjoying this side of Raph you hadn’t seen in a while.

The sex that night was rough. Not unpleasant, but hard. It was like being fucked like the same way Raph used to do it one and a half years ago. Expect he didn’t talk dirty to you like he used to back then. This time he growled more than before, and would bark out small sentences, such as “take it”, “look at me” and “say my name”. It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy it, because you did. You had nothing against rough sex, and especially not the way Raph did it, but you still couldn’t shake the feeling that something had pushed him. The gripe of his hand around your neck as he fucked you sensless, made you think that he wanted people to notice someone had held you down like this. Like he wanted to prove something.

Raph was angry as he slapped your ass during doggy style, bringing his hands down hard against your flesh, one after the other, before grabbing onto your hips and thrusting into you like a drill. But he was not angry at you, but Leo. After all this time, how dared he come home now? After you and him finally were doing a little more than just fucking, he had to come and fuck it up. He just had to come and take you away from him one more time. But Raphael wouldn’t let that happen, especially not now while you were calling out his name, begging him to make you cum, just like you had done so many times before.

After three rounds, you thought that Raph would what had almost become a habit to him. To stay the rest of the night, and leave in the early hours of the morning, before his family would notice he had been gone. But to your surprise, Raph was already putting his gear back on, just as quickly as he had been taking them off.

“Raph?”, you asked, watching him in confusion. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing”, he said, tying the knot on his belt. “Absolutely nothing”.

“But that’s not true, is it?”, you asked, getting out of your bed, while he acted like he didn’t hear you. “Somethings going on, isn’t there?”

Raph growled quietly in response, irritated that you could feel his anger. He tried to relax his fists as he turned to you, fighting to keep his expression neutral. “Nothing is going on, (Y/N)”.

But you didn’t buy it. You frowned your eyes, blinking at him a few times, and Raph knew he had no way out of this one.

“You know what? Forget it. It’s not something to bother you with”, he said, trying to sound as sincere as possible, before turning to leave out the window. You called after him as he climbed up the fire escape. You quickly put on a pair of pants before hurrying up after him, your bare feet against the cold metal of the fire espace. He might have been a ninja, but you wouldn’t let him leave so easily. First Leo and now Raph. You couldn’t let it happen again.

You caught up with Raphael on the roof, grabbing onto his arm before he could leave. He looked at your hand on his bicep, almost as if it was hurting. But he did not pull back. Instead he sighed as you continued to ask him.

“Please tell me what is going on, Raph”, you almost begged him, shivering in the cold wind of the New York night. “You can’t just leave like that, not like…” You didn’t get to finish that sentence, before another presence jumped onto the roof. A breath hitched in your throat as you recognized the shape of his face, shell and the katanas strapped onto his back.

Raph’s eyes fell to the ground as he took a long breath in. Of course he had to be here now.

“... Leo?”

Your expression and the way you said his name was almost enough to bring Leo to his knees. Surprise, hurt, sad, confused. You stared at him, wondering if you were dreaming, almost scared to reach out to him. Leo could only imagine how confused you must be at that moment. It hurt him, and it hurt him even more to know that he was the reason you felt like that.

“Hey, (Y/N)”.

Raphael bit the inside of his cheek, watching as you let go of his arm and walked to Leo. He had known this would happen. It was like watching the two of you a few years ago. I love with those eyes you and Raph was slowly building up over the days. He almost had what you and Leo had, just so much better. But then Leo had to come and ruin it. Not only did he come back and take you from him, but he just came back like that, leaving Raph feeling even more betrayed by his brother.

Leo opened his arms a little, ready to hug you like he had done so many times before. To comfort you in the way he should have done once his training had finished. Raph looked away, feeling the lump in his throat build up when...

SMACK.

Raph looked up at the sound, staring at the scene in front of him. Leo almost forgot to breathe. Eyes staring off into the distance, his cheek burning with a tingling yet painful sensation. You had just slapped him. Leo looked confused at you, only to be met by your angry expression and your teared up eyes. You wanted to slap him again, feeling all the anger from the unknown that had been building up over the past two years, finally boiling over. But you didn’t. Instead you started yelling, louder than Leo had ever heard you yell before.

“A whole year, Leonardo! A whole fucking year! Half a year without writing, and then you don’t show, and another year later you expect a hug!?”

“I’m- I’m sorry, (Y/N). They needed me, I- I had to”, Leo stammered, not sure what to tell you.

Raph was surprised. He had never heard Leo stammer and never in front of you. The fearless leader never stammered, not even when he was cold. But a slap to the face by you was what did it.

“And you never thought that I needed you?! Leo, I fucking waited for you everday, even after you stopped writing!”

“Like I said, (Y/N); I’m sorry! They- they needed me in the jungle! They were killing people! Innocent people! I- I had to stay there, I couldn’t just let people get killed!”

“And you couldn’t tell me that at least once during a year and a half? Leo, I thought you were dead when you didn’t come home!”

Leo didn’t answer that. Instead his eyes fell to the ground as he felt guilt eat him from the shell up. Why didn’t he write? He wasn’t sure. He did have the time. Was it because he at one point feared that everyday could be his last, or was it because he for a short time felt he did better saving people in the jungle, than he ever did as a leader for his brothers? He did not know. He had totally forgotten about you and how you must have been feeling while he was gone. Leonardo had fucked up big time, thinking he was saving people, all while leaving the girl he used to call his girlfriend alone in the unknown.

“And you!”, you yelled, turning to Raphael, pointing your finger straight at his face. “This is why you were so angry, wasn’t it?! And yet you didn’t tell me?! How long has Leo been home Raphael?! Huh?!”

Raph snatched your finger in the air, his blood boiling with anger. He just had to say it. Especially in front of Leo, now that you had been yelling at him like that. He just had to stump it further into the wound, even if it meant evoking your anger even further.

“As I recall you didn’t seem to mind me doing you angry while Leo was gone”.

Leo snapped his attention straight at Raphael with that comment. Then he realized. That smell in his room. It was Raphael. It was his own brother. His scent mixed with yours all over his room. On every fucking surface. The realization hit him even harder than any of your words had. He couldn’t believe it. He refused to believe it.

“You didn’t”, was all Leo could choke out, feeling his hands shaking.

Raph cured himself and his own anger. He cared for his brother, but his brother never cared for him. Raph’s hurt and insecurities grew stronger than any rational decision he could make up.

“Every night and every day”, Raph said, letting go of you before turning his attention towards his older brother. “Hard and good”. You saw as Leo’s chest moved up and down as his breathing sped up, a fire burning in his eyes. You would be lying if you said it didn’t scare you. Because it did.

“You’re lying”, Leo growled.

“Why would I lie about that? For the same stupid reason you didn’t come home? Because guess what, while you were gone, being a hero in the forest, I took care of her better than you ever did”.

That was what broke Leo. In anger he drew his katanas, not even waiting for his brother to pull out his sai. Raph felt horrible for liking how angry he made Leo. As he dodged his brother's sharp blades, he pulled out his sais, ignoring how you yelled at them to cut it out. The battle that followed was intense, with you yelling at them to stop. But they didn’t. Not until Raph and Leo pinned against the roof.

It was there, staring down at his big brother’s hurt and angry eyes, Raph realized what he was doing. What he had done. Broken his trust with not just you, but his own flesh and blood. And now he was fighting his brother, ignoring the calling of the person he told himself he was doing it for. Just like Leo, he had fucked up. He had fucked up big time.

Raph didn’t know what to do. He was scared. Scared of his own actions against two people he cared for. Therefore he grabbed a hold of his sais and ran. For once he didn’t feel anger, but sadness. And Raph didn’t know what to do with sadness like this, except hiding.

Leo called out for his brother, telling him to call back. Not to fight. No, he knew just as well as Raph that he had fucked up. He had created a burning absence with no closure, and the two of you had found your own way to cope. He was naive to think you would still stick around after a year and a half without a single word.

Anger burns bright and hot, and kept unchecked it will bring down everything around it. And now you, Raph and Leo were all feeling the effects of that burning anger.

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thankchaosforspellcheck · 8 days

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Rise!Leo: *Makes a dumb pun in the middle of a tense situation*

2012!Mikey: He's just like me fr.

2007!Mikey: He's just like me fr.

2003!Mikey: He's just like me fr.

1987!Mikey: Wow, he's just like Raph!

All Other Mikeys: *Turns to 87 & just stares*

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 1987 #tmnt michelangelo #rottmnt leo

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missowo · 2 months

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mikey into mikeyverse yass!!!

redraw of my most popular one :DD. I finally got watch mutant mayhem finally. I wanted to kick them cause I hate them. //affection

Idiot brings the enemy to the their secret apartment.

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt bayverse #rottmnt #tmnt mirage #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 2007 #michelangelo hamato #tmnt mikey #tmnt crossover #little sans cameo lmaoo #teenage mutant ninja turtles fanart #teenage mutant ninja turtles #spiderverse reference #tmnt au #rottmnt mikey #rise mikey look so tired

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oozedninjas · 5 months

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Yum, baby, yum

Making out headcanons written in a not-so-headcanon format.

General verses /18+ / Ninja guys are in their mid to late twenties /NSFWish / MDNI

Donatello methodically builds up the heat as if it's a playful game for him. He kisses your shoulders, nibbles your neck, straddles you down, holding your body so close to him that you're sure he can feel every curve. He loves it when the heat of the kisses rises so much that you can't help but moan against his mouth. You're so cute for him. Hmm, more.

Leo moans into your mouth while keeping you straddled on his lap, shamelessly enjoying the friction of your crotch humping over his as his hands grope your ass. Sharing the same breath with you like this is otherworldly. Damn, you're so hot, so soft. He could keep it up for as long as time allows.

Raphael adores it when you’re the one who initiates the touching, gently stroking his head, pulling his bandana, craving the tiniest bit of attention. You're so needy for him, ain'tcha? Lovely. You sensually perch in his lap, and he groans when you grin over his hard, growing bulge. His kiss is wet and always deep, savoring your mouth like it’s the last thing he's gonna taste. You're so fucking delicious.

Mikey is obsessed with your little sighs and moans to the point where he takes pleasure in just listening to you. Prefers to lay down so that he can properly embrace you tightly against him, not leaving a scrap of space between your bodies. He sucks on your lips, nibbling at them, groping your body like he's been starving for it. And you let him handle you all he likes, like a little pretty doll, all for him, all the time, yum.

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