Sweet Sweet Fantasy (PT. 2)

Sweet Sweet Fantasy (PT.  2)

WARNING: A bit smutty, don’t like don’t read

Ship: TMNT Boys (Bayverse) x Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

Summary: This is the first time the boys have sexy fantasies of crush/(S/O)

 (PT. 1)

Leonardo:

So he'd start having them at a specific time, it's after you guys start dating and during "mating season". Leo is a very strong willed guy so before you guys start dating he denied the cute fantasies he had so there was no way for him to have sexy fantasies about you and not almost die. He thinks that thinking about you "inappropriately" would be disrespectful even if it's in his head, but during mating season when hormones are all over the place and he knows that only thinking about you is better than letting his urges get out of control and hurting you in the end which is what he thinks would happen.

His fantasies during mating season are wild because he is super needy everything about you pushes him closer to the edge. When he's with you, all he can do it think about slamming you against some surface and ram his cock into you, he wants to use you like his personal flesh-light. He wants to hear you beg, whether to keep going or for him to stop he doesn't know, which kind of scares him. If he were in his right mind he would never want to hurt you, but the thought of you whimpering and crying while on his dick does something to him that he's not proud of.

He'll tell you that he needs time to be alone, but when he's alone the fantasies get worse, especially when he is meditating because that is when he is actively trying to focus and be at peace. He starts to think of you creeping up on him and sitting on his lap, you tell him sweet nothings in his ear like: "You're so comfortable, Leo. Can I just stay with you a little longer, please?" He thinks about your soft warm body against his hard plastron, you allow him to touch you with his cold scaly hands and just feel you. To him you are like a succubus trying to damn him to hell with how fucking hot you are.

For the safety of both of your mental and physical health, just let him be and leave him alone, he can't handle himself and wouldn't live with himself if he hurt you because he lacked self-control.

Raphael:

He'd end up randomly thinking of you while he's working out. He was having a hard time with his last couple of sets and he thinks of you encouraging him. "You can do it, Raph! You're so big and strong, a couple more reps is nothing to you!" He'd imaging you with cute little pom poms like a cheerleader and you'd be wearing the uniform of one too, a reveling one, the kind that has a bikini top with a really short skirt, the whole thing would be red too, just like his bandana. When he finishes, he feels his sweat dripping down his plastron and imaging it's you on top of him with your hand sliding up and down his torso. Of course, you're not really there, so he goes back to his room to let his mind, and maybe his hand, go wild.

He lays down on his bed the same way he lied down to do his reps. His imagination would resume where he left it, with you straddling his hips. He crosses his arms under his head and imagine you giving him butterfly kisses down his body. "You know, someone strong like you deserves to be rewarded." He'd pull his cock out and imagine it's you doing it, looking up at him with a smirk. He'd start rubbing the tip and think of you sucking on it, just the tip though, he thinks that you'd have a hard time trying to fit more than that in your mouth, and even then you's slobber all over it. As he starts to stroke his whole length, he's imaging you hovering just above his cock, lifting your skirt up and pulling your pantie to the side so your pussy is out on display and dripping just for him. "Raphie, you're so big, I don't think I could fit this inside me." 'Raphie', he didn't even purposely imagine you using the nickname you gave him, it just popped in his mind, but boy did it do something to him. Something about defiling something that you had given him in innocence and thinking about it in such a lewd way made him cum on the spot.

He'd then force himself to stop thinking about you. The embarrassment of cumming before he could even stick it in, sure you weren't real and just in his head, but as a man he just couldn't take it because what if that shit happen when you guys actually. The sudden thought of you saying, "That's not fair, Raphie, I want to cum too!" With a cute whine and an adorable little pout on your face, it was both enjoyable and even more embarrassing.

Donatello:

For Donnie, a lot of things remind him of you, but what starts it all for him is when he's eating some of the candy you gave him. He'd be eating it while working on his new invention and then the sudden thought of "If she has candy on her all the time, she must eat them a lot." It's an innocent thought that is in his head one second and gone the next, but then another thought would fly by like, "If she eats these a lot, I wonder if her mouth tastes just as sweet?" That's when he catches himself blushing. He'd think about if he actually got to taste your lips and if they'd taste like candy, if they did then there would be no doubt that he'd get a sugar addiction.

He’d think about how he’d go through with it, kissing you. He'd lean in and give you a quick peck on the lips, you'd look into each other's eyes, and you'd give him a chased kiss back. It would just be that for a moment. Something small and light, testing out the waters as you slowly lay on his bed and he make his way to lean over you.

He think for a second, it was all in his head sure, but you were his best friend and if he didn’t have the balls to ask you out he didn’t have the right to think about in that way. He lays on his bed, face covered by his hands, internally hating the fact that he's still blushing. When he looks up at his ceiling, he can't help but imagine you there hovering above him. "Fine, if you're too scared, I guess I'll take control." He hates his own imagination, clearly his mind won't let it go. It’s okay though, right? Just to think about a little bit? It's not like thoughts could hurt anyone.

Donnie's fantasy is a mix between a guilty conscience and intense longing for you to want him as much as he wants you. He'd imagine you sitting right on top of his upper plastron. You'd look down at him with a smirk as you giggle. "Wow, are you really thinking your best friend right now? And in a position like this? That's so pathetic it's almost cute!" You'd start rubbing yourself on him in a way that traps him in one place but would also get both sinister giggles and moans to fall from your lips. "You're a sick bastard, huh? This is what you think about when I’m not around? You’re my best friend and this is what you do to my image? Defile it?" You'd bite your lip and move yourself to his mouth. "You wanted to know what I taste like, right? Go on, taste~" He'd then put a pillow over his face. Partly because he's embarrassed that his brain could concoct such a lewd image of you, partly to think about your thighs smothering his face and what your pussy could possibly smell like. If it was anything like the pillow, it smell sweet like the candy you always give him.

That's when he notices that he's hard. Instead on just yanking one out, he gets up and goes to take a cold shower and contemplate whether he actually is in fact a sick person or not.

Michelangelo:

Mikey is more innocent then the rest, he doesn’t think about you that way until he actually sees you portrayed in that way. This would probably be after you guys have been together for a while. He comes back to his room after skating or something and your just asleep sprawled out on his bed in you pajamas. You have so much skin showing and your legs are wide open and his mind at first is like, "Oh she is so cute when she's sleeping!" But that quickly changes when he goes to lay down with you. He lies down to relax and you just cling on to him, you treat him like your own teddy bear and feeling your warm soft body just loving on him gets him a little hot and bothered.

After that, he gets casual fantasy of you. None are specific to anything, just things he’s probably seen in porn before. His fantasies change the more intimate you get, but most are pretty vanilla. The spiciest it gets and the most common is having you sit on his face. When you guys cuddle he feels your body and he realizes he has a thing for thighs. Having you sit on his face is both sexy and comforting to him.

From then on he'll frequently have fantasies of several clones of you all just loving on him the same way you did that one time. He thinks about it when you're gone and he's by himself on his bed and he thinks about like four different yous loving on him and kissing him. In his fantasies on is usually on his lap kissing him and one is usually sucking on his cock, the other two are usually pleasuring themselves on his arms or has their boobs pressed against his shell. Mikey likes you and thinks your hot as hell, but more of you is even hotter.

Ok, so I know it’s a strange opinion and a lot of people are going to disagree with me but I still have to say it. The 3rd live action TMNT movie from 1993 was the best and let me explain. If you took it seriously then it’s a weird movie, but this is a movie franchise about giant talking turtles who know ninjitsu, so how seriously are you actually taking this movie. This is clearly a action comedy, it’s funny. I don’t know about you, but a giant talking turtles with a Brooklyn accent going back in time to give life advice to a young Asian boy is the funniest shit in the world. One of the turtles (Mikey) literally flirts with the said little boy’s sister like he’s Barry Benson from the “Bee Movie” while she’s acting all stoic while longing for her actual boyfriend. The bad guy is a creepy white dude who cares more about his birds than actual human life. His love for his birds is one of the causes of his down fall! That is so fucking weird! That’s why it’s funny!

Imagine being the person to pitch this to a movie executive. “Ok, so why does the turtle have a Brooklyn accent?” ”Because he’s from New York?” ”Then why is he in ancient Japan?” ”Because he and his brothers went back in time to stop a creepy white dude who may or may not really want to fuck his birds.” ”Oh ok, but I think the script their time traveling device is referred to as a ‘egg timer’ so is it small and egg shaped?” ”No, it looks like a large dildo with a lamp on it.” ”Great, here’s some money! This is going ti be the next big thing!”

Ok so I accidentally deleted the comment, but this is a response to someone asking about the fic I was talking about in my last post. It’s actually a fic by my friend that I beta read for. It’s her first TMNT fic but she has written other stuff for. It’s gonna be on Quotev but she said I could post the first chapter on here when she’s ready. She just hasn’t found a name for it yet.

Rise Of The TMNT

[Turtles]

Leonardo:

- Philophobia ❤️‍🩹💖

Raphael:

Donatello:

Michelangelo:

(All of Them):

[Non-Turtles]

April O’Neil:

Splinter/Lou Jitsu:

The Mud Dogs:

Cassandra Jones:

Casey Jones:

Big Mama:

Baron Draxum:

{TV Shows}

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2018!Rise

"I Love You"

WARNING: Overly fluffy to the point it might be cringe.

Ship: Bayverse (2014/2016) Raphael x Reader

Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: Raph doesn't say "I love you" like a normal person, but he says it, more often than you think.

Raphael has always had a hard time when it comes to saying "I love you" to the people he loves, that doesn't change when he starts dating you, it's just the way he is. It's not that he doesn't love you, he just has his own way of saying it, and the way he says it is just as, if not even more lovely.

You hear it every times you make him laugh. After every joke you make and within all the banter you two create, is the laughter that sounds like love letters to you, butterfly kisses that fly in the air and flutter over to your ears. Every times he says, "you're so stupid" is his love confession.

You see it in the way he does thing for you, reaching for things on the top shelf, opening jars or bottles, learning new things to do with you. Before you met him, he had no idea that he could be so good at doing so many thing. Before meeting you he never knew he could have someone to do his hobbies with like knitting. Now he does, he loves being with you.

You feel it in the way he hold you. During late nights as he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face in the crook of your neck looking for comfort from the day. When he cups your face and kisses you, his smile present but make is that much sweeter. This is his favorite "I love you"

Raph has a hard time saying it, be he tells you he loves you all the time. Whether you know it or not, it there in every moment you share together.