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Bayverse

[Turtles]

Leonardo

Raphael

- "I Love You" 💗

Donatello

Michelangelo

(All of Them)

- Sweet Sweet Fantasy 💗 (PT.2) ❤️‍🔥 💟

- Baby Talk 💗❤️‍🔥 💟

- My Crush 💗  

- My Scary Valentine  💗❤️‍🔥💟 💕

- Kink Headcanon ❤️‍🔥 

[Non-turtles]

April O’Neil

Vern Fenwick

Casey Jones

My Crush

WARNING: Really fluffy, that's it.

Ship: TMNT Boys (Bayverse) x Reader (I plan on doing the other versions of them with this too)

Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: This is if their S/O told them they have an active crush on them after being together for a while already.

Leonardo:

Leo thinks it's funny. You two are just lounging around after he went on patrol, he likes to relax with you as you guys do your own thing together. He’s reading a book and your on your phone, the two of you just there enjoying each other’s company. He's at peace within the silence, and that's when you say it, it's out of nowhere. Nothing would have brought it up, but you said it anyways. "Leo, I think I have a crush on you." He's confused at first. "Thank you?" Then he laughs. "Oh my god, that's so dumb." He so embarrassed and flustered that he can't even look at you so he buries his face in his book. He'd just keep laughing and telling you how dumb and cute you are. When he calms down he'll smiles and say, "Wow, really? I would have never known." "Really? I thought I was making it obvious. After all the times I've kissed you, did you think those were just out of friendship?"

The more you talk the more he will keep laughing. Ask him if he wants to go out sometime. He'll play along and say, "I don't know, I'm already with someone and I don't think they'd want to share." He’ll smile and cup you face, kissing you between every punctuation. "They treat me good, and they're beautiful, and I think I'm lucky to have them. So I'm going to have to decline the offer."

Wow, imagine being rejected by your crush after already dating them, that must be rough.

Raphael:

Raph get super flustered, it reminds him of before you guys were a thing. He's doing something normal like working out and your with him to watch. He's doing push ups and he has you sitting on top of his shell as extra weight and he's completely in the zone. "Raph, have I ever told you how cool I think you are?" He laughs and takes the complement. "Yeah, you might have mentioned it once or twice. What about me do you think is cool?" He knows the answer, but he likes to hear you say it out loud. "Your strong, you do incredible things like it's nothing. Every time you do something it make my fat crush on you even worse." That's when his hand slips and he falls on his face. Did he hear you correctly? It shouldn't be a big deal because you guys are already dating, but to hear out loud that you still have a crush on him makes him nervous, like he is still the guy who thought he didn’t have a shot with you.

You two get up off the ground and he stand before you, one hand holding yours and the other is rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "You-....you still have a crush on me?" He's doesn't have the courage to look you in the eye because he feels like you guys are confessing your feelings for each other all over again. "Of course I do!" That's what gets him, it the  nonchalant-ness to it, it's the fact that you treat it like he should have already known. He turns away and tries to play it cool as he goes to do something else, your hand is still in his and you follow him to his next task. "What? You embarrassed?" "You can't just say that shit, okay?"

For the rest of the day he's gonna be doing things to impress you, doing harder work-outs, getting things for you from high places, doing things you tell him to do, he's yours to command.  Please praise him, he'll eat that shit up.

Donatello:

He's similar to Leo, he thinks it's cute, but will make fun of you for it. He's working on the truck and would have you handing him tools as he stays underneath it. When he comes back up he's covered in oil and he has his goggles on, he looks like a sexy mechanic. He goes to pick up his bottle of water and he catches you staring. "What is it? Is there oil on my face?" "No- well yes that too, but it's not that." You just smile and keep staring. He laughs but you're making him nervous. "Yeah? Then what is it?" He asks, putting his bottle back down. His full attention is now on you and he patiently awaits your answer. You take this to your advantage and decide to play with him a little. "Okay, sit down and get ready because I have something important to tell you." With that his interest has peaked and he looks around. You're sitting in his usual chair and he knows he's too heavy to sit on his work table, so he just sits on the floor and looks up at you with curiosity. You cup his face and look deep into his eyes. "Donnie, this might come as a surprise because I've kept this secret well, but I have a huge crush on you." He doesn't say anything, he just starts to laughing, it's more of a giggle honestly. You continue as you pet his cheeks with your thumbs. "I've been meaning to tell you this for some time now. Dear maiden, I was wondering if you'd do me the honor of letting me take you on a date." He laughs harder and pushes his rolling chair as he gets up. "Sorry, but you have to ask for my father's permission by giving him three goats." He jokes. You pretend that someone has shot your heart with an arrow and clutch you chest before falling limp in the chair.

He just laughs more and goes back to what he was doing, the smile on his face seemingly unfading. "You know what, that was so stupid." "Stupid funny? Or stupid idiot?" "Stupid as in it sucks that I really want to kiss you because of how stupid you are."

Michelangelo:

He feels the same way, he’s actually the one to say it first. You guys are just hanging out one day playing video games, both of you are messing around and trying to mess up the other’s concentration so you could win. He kisses your cheek last minute as a distraction but you win anyway. You scream and cheer, and he’s beside you over exaggerating the sadness of his defeat.

“Ah! No! Why did it have to end this way?!” He falls back on his shell as if he’s given up.

“Haha! You thought you could distract me, but little did you know that your kiss only made me stronger!” You laugh maniacally and he just looks at you with this strange look of appreciation.

“Y’know what? I think this is the reason I still have a crush on you.” You pause in surprise and you see his dopey love-struck expression plastered on all over his face and you can’t help but blush.

You smile and kiss his cheek. “That’s so funny because I think I have a crush on you too.”

"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.

✨Stupid Turtle Thoughts - With Pepino✨

(This is going to be a random series of stupid questions I ask myself about different tmnt timelines)

So, in Bayverse, if the boys were April’s pets before they mutated, what are they now? Aren’t still technically her pets even if they’re larger than her? Because if she claimed she owned them before they were mutated, then it would make sense that they’d still be her pets. It’s weird but if she considers them her brothers, it wouldn’t exactly make sense because how do you go from owning them to claiming they’re your adoptive sibling? The switch doesn’t make entire sense to me. And Splinter too, wasn’t he also a pet because he was also in that same lab with the turtles, but I don’t think it’s cleared up that Splinter is? We only know that Leo, Raph, Donnie and Mikey are her pets and I’m not entirely sure if they actually cleared it up for Splinter.

(If you want to add anything you can reblog and write, just do not steal. 👍)

✨Stupid Turtle Thoughts - With Pepino✨

For some reason I keep telling myself this. Bayverse Raphael would 100% be a secret Swiftie. Anything he finds in the sewers or above ground that ties to Taylor Swift, he is going to keep. He would most likely be deathly afraid to tell his brothers as he’s supposed to be the tough guy in the group. But sometimes he’s tired of being a tough guy, he needs to fangirl over a music artist as everybody does. If he’s completely alone he’d definitely break out into song, probably singing or humming a T. Swift song. He probably most likely cried to any sad songs.

👏 👏👏👏👏

First Time (18+)

Bayverse!Donatello x reader

A/N: Damn, I think this is my longest one ever. Big time Donnie love!💜

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Donatello is more than a little nervous about the thought of having sex with you, not trusting his own abilities, but with some reassurance and guidance from you, he rises to the occasion.

Warnings: A more angsty build up that I had planned, unprotected sex, Donnie having his first time with you💜

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To say that Donatello was an amazing boyfriend, wasn’t enough to do him justice. He was fantastic! The sweetest and most genuine guy you had ever met. He was attentive and treated you well. Sure, he might be a mutant turtle that lived in the sewer, yet he was the best boyfriend you had ever had. Whether that spoke of your former poor taste in guys, or just the general low bar for human men you did not know. But you knew for a fact that Donatello was one of the best things that had ever happened in your life.

Donatello would say the exact same thing about you. You were not just the best thing that had ever happened to him, but a dream come true. Before meeting you, he had never actually believed that he would get to experience something so good. Just as he had accepted his fate as a lonely mutant turtle that would spend his days alone in hiding with his brothers, you came along and changed his life for good.

The friendship the two of you shared was just what you needed. You may not fully understand everything Donnie had going on inside his lab, but you listened nonetheless, finally giving a much needed ear to his thoughts and inventions. He in turn provided you with a safe space to go to, whenever your life became a little too much.

During those years of friendship you and Donnie grew close in ways none of you had experienced before. Not even his brothers could read him as well as you did, and you in turn had never thought that anyone would understand you as well as Donnie did. So therefore it was only expected that stronger feelings would blossom.

When you and Donnie started dating, it felt natural. Just like your first kiss. It just came naturally to the two of you. No grad gestures and no confusion. Both you and Donnie knew what it meant, and you were just happy to be with someone that understood you so well.

But if there was one thing that didn’t come as naturally to you and Donnie, it was sex. Actually, it didn’t come naturally to Donnie. You didn’t blame him. The poor guy had lived most of his life, convincing himself that sex would never be something he would get to experience. So when you and Donnie started dating and kissing, and the first thought of sex came up, Donnie started overthinking. You were a human that had had sexual experiences with other humans before, and he was a mutant turtle who had his hand as the closest thing to a former sexual partner.

It didn’t mean that Donatello didn’t want sex, because oh boy, did he want to! He was just nervous. Really nervous. It was almost nerve racking to believe that he could actually have sex, let alone with someone as beautiful as you. And you understood. You really did. You took the time to sit with him and talk it through, making sure he felt heard and comfortable, especially talking about a subject like that. What did he feel? What did he fear? What was he excited about?

Other than the general confusion and trauma that came from accepting your fate of loneliness, you learned that Donatello feared not the action of sex itself, but how he would act. More specifically, he was nervous and overthinking, because he did not know what to do. Where should he put his hands? What was he supposed to say? And the thought that haunted him the most; if he didn’t do good, would you leave him? All very valid fears for a mutant turtle, who did not even dare to dream of being with a human.

You took Donnie’s hands in yours and told him it was okay. He was allowed to be nervous and overthink, and he was allowed to not know what to do. You told him that you loved him, and you wouldn’t leave him if he didn’t make you feel good the first time, nor the time after that. Humans too would be nervous before their first time, and it was very normal not to be satisfied the first time.

And after that conversation, you and Donnie slowly started preparing for your first time together. With Donnie being a totally different species than you, he started preparing you for what you could expect. He told you where his cloaca was located and how it worked, along with other parts of the turtle anatomy you may or may not have known already. You in turn did the same. You told him where humans liked to be touched and answered his questions about human anatomy. And it calmed Donnie down. It calmed him down enough, to the point he dared to ask if he could touch your breast.

The make out session that came from that, was one unlike any you ever had had with Donatello. With his hands groping your breast, you were at a shock of naturally good your sweet tech boyfriend was at this. You had expected him to be more unsure, but you soon learned that when he had the confidence he could do anything. Making you moan against his lips while he played with your nipples, this guy did not know what talent he possessed.

This unlocked a new area of your relationship, that you and Donatello carefully explored. Make out sessions became more common, with hands exploring and building up the courage, going a little further each time, until one night Donnie told you he wanted to try.

“Are you sure?”, you asked. You were sitting in his room, you in his lap with your arms around his neck, still breathing heavily after the heated kiss the two of you had just shared. One of his hands was in the back of your neck, playing with your hair, while the other rested on your ass, squishing you through your pants.

“I’m sure”, Donnie answered, watching you through hooded eyes. The hand on the back of your neck crept to the side of your face, letting Donnie’s thumb glide across the corner of your mouth. “I really want to try”.

You nodded your head, biting your lip with a smile, before letting Donnie close the space between you once more. Your lips dancing together as your tongues slowly found each other, letting a small moan escape you, as you felt the vibrating churr being in Donnie’s chest. You had heard that sound quite a few times now, and each time you loved it more and more.

Your hands moved from Donnie’s neck, and down to the top of his plastron, enjoying the feeling of his vibrating chest through your fingers. You moved your lips to his chin, making your to his neck, feeling the hand on your ass pull you closer. Donnie’s breathing was heavy, his chest moving as he felt you work your lips around his neck.

Donnie’s hands found your waist, dipping under your shirt to feel the warmth of your smooth skin against his rough palms. You took this as a sign, removing your lips from Donnie’s neck to take off your shirt. This made Donnie move his hands to your breast, palming them through your bra as you reached back to unhook it. The breathy curse that left Donnie’s mouth once your bra was off, went straight to your core, making you clench around empty air. And Donnie could smell it. The scent of your arousal was strong, making him slightly dizzy.

Donnie nuzzled his head against your neck, pressing kisses against your skin like you had done to him, enjoying every sound that left your mouth and the feeling of your hands on his shoulders. His hands moved from your breast to your pants, where he tried to undo them, only to grow frustrated at the small buttons in his big fingers.

“Want me to take them off?”, you asked, gliding a hand up his neck.

“Please”, Donnie answered, bringing your hips close to him once more.

Donatello watched, with his head resting on your shoulder, through the valley between your breasts, as you undid your pants. Once you got them past your waits he helped you, sliding them off of your legs before throwing them somewhere in his room, leaving you in nothing but underwear on his lap.

“Shit”, he moaned, his heart raising once more as yet another wave of your arousal hit his nose, stronger than before. He hooked his thumbs into the straps of your underwear, his eyes finding yours to ask for permission. Breathless you nodded, lifting your hips to make it easy for him to pull your damp underwear down your legs.

The sight of you naked on Donnie’s lap was enough to make him moan. Your cheeks were already getting pink, and your pupils were just as blown out as his. The best way Donatello could describe the sight in front of him was; hot. So fucking hot.

He kneeled your hips, biting his lips before he asked; “Can I… Will you show me… Will you let me finger you?”

Once again, Donnie’s words went straight between your legs. The way he looked at you and the way he spoke. Needy and so ready to try. You loved every second of it.

“Of course you can”, you answered him, before bringing him in for another needy kiss. You took one of his hands in yours, guiding it down between your legs, helping one of his fingers glide through your folds, letting him feel the wetness that had built up. Donnie shivered, letting a whimper against your lips. You couldn’t help but chuckle, pulling from his lips, finding his reaction adorable.

“You feel that?”, you asked him, letting his finger glide through once more. Donnie nodded, letting out a small shuttering yes. “That’s all because of you, Donnie”. Your boyfriend cursed once more, his face showing frustration and absolute bliss.

You moved his thumb to your clit, guiding him on how to circle his finger around your small bundle of nerves.

“Like this?”, Donnie asked, watching your facial expression as he worked his fingers on you.

“Yes”, you breathed out, arching your back enjoying the feeling of his thick thumb on you. “Just like that, Donnie”.

Donatello bite his lip, watching your face closely, while remembering the things you had told him about the human body. How humans liked to be touched. How you liked to be touched. And with that thought in mind he wrapped his other arm around your waist, holding you close and still, while his index finger glided through your folds once more, before finding your entrance. He slowly pushed his finger in, sighing in delight at how tight you felt around his finger. You moaned, leaning your head back, happy that Donnie had wrapped his hand around to stabilize you.

“Fuck, Donnie”, you moaned, feeling how his finger went further in.

“Is it good?”, he asked, brows knotting together, biting his lips as he felt the familiar feeling from his cloaca, threatening to let dick drop.

“Yes, Donnie”, you moaned, your legs shaking against his. “Please, move them Donnie. Like this”. You held up your hand, showing your boyfriend how to move his fingers inside you. Donnie nodded, doing just as you showed him, moving his fingers in and out of you while his thumb rolled against your clit. You moaned, dropping your head against Donnie’s shoulder. He moved his fingers faster, feeling you move and shake against him, every moan from your mouth sounding like sweet music in his ears. He continued like this, feeling you tighten around his finger, your climax inching closer and closer until you came around his fingers with a loud moan.

When Donnie removed his fingers from your used cunt, he could not resist the urge to bring them to his mouth, sucking them off in front of you. The look in your eyes and the way you smelled told him everything he needed to know. You enjoyed it. All of it. He brought your lips back to his, your tongues finding each other. You moaned at the slight taste of you in his mouth.

Donnie pulled from the kiss, resting his forehead against yours, listening to your heavy breathing, feeling it against his face. “Can I do it?”

“Do what, Donnie?”, you asked, your hands smoothing over his shoulders and biceps.

“Can I fuck you?”

You nodded, too stunned to speak. Once again, you had not expected Donatello to be so straight forward, having thought he would be way more shy.

Donnie took your lips in for another kiss while he slowly laid you down on your back. Once your back was flat against the mattress, he started moving his clothed crotch against you, moaning against your lips as he felt himself getting closer to his drop. You whimpered against his lip, almost begging him to take his pants off. Finally he sat up and undid his pants in full view of you. He pulled his pants off along with his boxers, before climbing back on top of you, feeling your legs close around him the best they could, bringing his cloaca to meet your wet center.

“Can I drop into you?”, Donnie asked, his lips ligering against yours, his hands moving from your hips, up your sides to your shoulder, bringing you closer to him.

“Yes, Donnie”, you moaned, buckling your hips against his, causing him to moan, feeling himself tipping on the edge before finally dropping down in front of your entrance. To his surprise, you were the one to move your hand down between the two of you, taking his cock in your hand moving it to your opening before pushing it in closely.

Donatello moaned, his head falling down beside yours, your cunt hugging him tightly as he sunk further in. You kissed the side of his face, whispering sweet nothing as he sunk in as far as he could. He stayed there for a moment, letting you and himself adjust to the feeling of him inside of you. You were a tight fit for him, but he couldn’t deny it felt good.

“Donnie, please move”, you moaned, moving your hips under him. Donnie wrapped an arm under your shoulder so he could bring you even closer to you, resting his forehead against yours once more as he slowly began to move, moaning and cursing in delight over the feeling.

His thrusts started out slow and soft, until you told him it was okay to go harder and faster, to which Donnie obliged. He cursed, one of his hands grabbing on to the bedding beside your head, enjoying this knew feeling around his cock.

“Fuck”, he breathed into your ear, causing tingles to erupt in your stomach. “It feels good, (Y/N). Fucking good”.

Your hand found his face, stroking his cheek making him look you in the eye. The sigh was enough to make both of you shiver.

“Wanna go faster?”, you asked him. Donnie nodded, his lips slightly agasp. “Go as fast as you want to. Fuck me as fast as you want, Donnie”.

And that was all your boyfriend needed. Every trace of nervousness Donnie had showed you during your first conversation about sex disappeared, leaving behind what you could only describe as a feast for the eyes. Donnie was concentrated, his brows frowning, his pupils wide as his muscles flexed before he let loose against you. You gasped and moaned loud, grabbing onto Donnie’s shoulders as he thrusted faster and harder into you. He was rougher than you had thought he would be, but you found it to be a pleasant surprise.

But then Donnie did something you never saw coming for his first time. He took one of your legs, hooking it over his arm before thrust into you even deeper than before. This new angle caused you to arch your back in ecstasy, as he continuously hit the sweet spot inside of you. It didn’t take long like this, before you felt that familiar feeling in your stomach as you clung closer around Donnie.

“Donnie!”, you moaned out, your pitch higher than he ever had heard it before, making him growl in delight. “Donnie, I’m close!”

Donnie did not answer you. Instead he dipped his head down to your neck, where he started nipping at your skin, his hips working against you like a piston. He wanted you to cum around him, washing away every fear he ever had about not making you feel good. And you knew. You knew your boyfriend, and you knew what he was thinking. And as he started groaning and biting your earlobe, you couldn’t hold back anymore, almost screaming his name as you came for him once more.

Donnie moved both hands down to your hips, holding you still as he started chasing his own high, helping you ride out your own in the meantime. As he moaned louder and louder as he got close, his thrust became more and more erratic. Finally he came, pushing himself all the way into you as he shot out his white ropes, letting out a moan better than porn star you ever heard.

Once down from his high, Donnie pulled out of you, before slumping down next to you, sweaty and out of breath, his dick still out in the open.

He looked at you, his eyes tired yet full of love, making you feel warm in so many ways. “Was it good?”

“Are you crazy?”, you asked, smiling brighter than any stare Donnie had seen. “It was amazing, Donnie!”

Donnie chuckled, wrapping an arm around you to pull you close against his plastron, giving you a kiss before resting his forehead against yours once more, a smirk spreading on his pretty lips. “Does that mean you’re up for another around after a quick nap?”

You know what I'm kinda mad about? In the first Bayverse movie we see that Raphael has a chain, he uses it to pull April onto the roof. But then we never see the chain again. I thought it was a really cool throwback to the chains he uses in the 2007 animated movie with the stone generals but we only get a glimpse of the chain and I'm kinda mad about it. I wanted to see him use the chain in action