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Could I request for headcanons of TMNT 2014 turtles heard their usually sweet crush GN Reader singing Wolf in A Sheep's Clothing by Set It Off?

Oooh! I remember this song from middle school. Brings back memories. I hope you enjoy! Remember requests are open!!

TMNT Bayverse! Turtles hearing GN! Reader sing to a different type of music

Raphael

• Oh god where do I start. You and Raphael were an unlikely pair to begin with. The terrapin knew there was something more about you other than your sweet nature.

• “Baa baa, black sheep, have you any soul? No sir, by the way, what the hell are morals? Jack be nimble, Jack be quick. Jill's a little whore, and her alibis are dirty tricks.” You sang, a singular earbud in, hearing yourself with your free ear.

• Raphael was a bit surprised, but it had only proved his theory there was more to you then any one knew. “I fucking knew it.” Swiping a thumb over his lower lip, walking over to you. “What’s a pretty thing like you listening to such things like that.” He chuckled, noticing your embarrassment.

• Embarrassed was the least you were, in fact, you were more scared than anything. Your boyfriend scaring the hell out of you. “Raph! God- you scared the crap outta me!” You huffed, crossing your arms, turning to face the turtle. “And uh- you know I can have other interests.”

• Raphael couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the human in front of him, taking the earbud, putting it in his own ear. “It’s not half bad.” He muttered, watching you try to jump to get your earbud. “Hey! That’s mine!” “Sorry sweet cheeks, but I think I’m going explore this side of you a little longer.”

Donatello

• When he had first heard your music, he let you be. If it was your interest, he wouldn’t push on it. Though he did do some research, hearing a few lyrics from one of your songs. “Hmmm.” Pushing his glasses up, light reflecting against the lens.

• “Are you depressed?” Donatello asked, hearing you come into the lab, door shutting behind you. “Huh?” “According to my calculations and something searching. A certain type of people listen to what you’ve got playing right now.” Pointing to your earbud, barley able to feel the sound waves buzzing through, to which you were currently mumbling to.

• With a blanketed face of realization, you started to giggle. “No no Donnie. Here, listen.” Taking out your earbud, putting it into Donatellos own. You sink your teeth into the people you depend on. Infecting everyone, you're quite the problem

• The terrapins face was mostly unreadable, but after a moment he seemed to enjoy it. “My music has meanings hidden in them, I like to explore music as a whole Donnie. I’m not depressed. It helps me relax or get lost in my thoughts.” You explained. Nodding the purple turtle handed back your earbud.

• “Oh- uh sorry Y/n. Maybe you can send me a few links?” He asked, gesturing to your phone. “Actually I have another plan in mind.” Getting comfortable in his lap, you started to make a playlist on his computer, hooking it up to his speakers. As soon as you hit play, that was probably the loudest the lab had ever been.

Leonardo

• Leonardo wasn’t one to really judge anyone based on their interests so when he heard you singing to yourself in his room, he more curious than anything. “What’re you listening to hun?”

• Jumping at the terrapins voice, you threw your earbud on the bed, looking up. “Oh Leo. It’s just you.” Clutching your chest, taking in some deep breaths. “For the love of god please knock.”

• An amused smirk scribbled on his face, his sat on the edge of his bed, making it squeak. “It is my room Y/n.” He pointed out, looking down at the earbud, picking it up between his green fingers. “What is this?”

•Eyeing your boyfriend, you crawled over. “It’s called ‘Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing’. Give it a listen.”. Popping the earbud in, the terrapin furrowed his nonexistent eyebrows, listening to the lyrics and rhythm. After a few moments, he handed you back your earbud. “It’s not my type of music, but if you like it, go for it hun.”

• Lifting a brow, you opted to turn off your music. “You’re not gonna question it? I mean, it is a little different.” Shaking his head, he stood up, arching his back until he heard a satisfying pop. “Y/n, your music tastes are the least surprising thing I’ve experienced. I live with Mikey.” He joked, which was sort of rare for him. “Yeah.” You got up too, craning your neck to look at the turtle. “You’re right.” “Come on let’s get some pizza. The guys are waiting.”

Michelangelo

• This turtle was into anything. Rap, dubstep, pop, literally nothing was bad in his mind. I mean, he had his own playlist listing from Brittney Spears to 50 Cent.

• He knew you mostly listened to K-pop and such, which he didn’t mind. He didn’t understand what they were saying but he liked the beat and rhythm that was usually going on.

•But this was new. Seeing you singing along to one of your songs. “Now, let's not get overzealous here. You've always been a huge piece of shit. If I could kill you, I would.” Now this took him back a bit. It was a different genre for him, and especially for you. Nonetheless he was deterred.

• “Wow angelcakes. I’m liking it.” Announcing his presence. Before you could even react, the earbud was already in his ear. “But it’s frowned upon in all fifty statesssss.” He muttered, somewhat slow due to the lyrics being new to him. “You should’ve let me know you listen to this! It’s awesome!”

• It was your turn to be surprised, but at the same time you were happy. “I just thought you’d think it was weird.” Confessing to your terrapin, twiddling with your thumbs. “Come on, it’s not weird if you like it.” He replied, tossing a wink your way, making you blush. “Get over here, it’s getting to the chorus!” Pulling you into his lap, shoving the piece into your ear. He was right, this is awesome.

Could I request for headcanons of TMNT Bayverse Turtles to their s/o saying they know how it feels to be discriminated especially of something that they can't control when he asks how are they so open minded?

Of course! These are really creative. Hopefully you like it! Keep them requests coming. Remember I write for Bayverse!, 2012, and Rise!

Michelangelo

• Michelangelo, the fun loving terrapin never got upset. But when he did, he hit rock bottom. Earlier in the day, he had been watching television, as he always did. As the news channel popped up, the news anchor peaked his interest. The brothers had been would with the NYPD for little over a week, and it seemed as if they were covering an article on them.

• “The ‘Mutants’ have been working with our local police force, diligently solving case after case! While becoming hero’s of New York City, many are weary. What are these freaks up to? Are they really kind, or are thing you to something? The public is on edge for an answer! Now on to the constr-”

• Turning off the television, the youngest turtle got up, an expression that didn’t suit his features. “Do they just not understand?” He muttered, trudging to his room. They saved New York, the world! This is what they get in return?

• “Mikey!…Mikey!” Hands cupping around your lips, voice echoing throughout the walls, there was no sign of your turtle. You had saw the article being covered and knew you had to check up on your turtle. Starting to get worried, you began to search everywhere for the terrapin. To no avail, you made way to the last place you could think of, his room. What you saw…wasn’t your boyfriend.

• Sighing, his head being held up by a lonely hand, his other playing with the seems of this pants, he slowly looked over at his open door, seeing you look over at him. “How do you do it? How can you stay so open minded about this? They judge and judge. All we do is protect them.”

• “How do I do it?” Grabbing the terrapins large hand in yours, brushing your thumb over his knuckles, you offered him a soft smile. “I ignore it. It seems hard, but it gets easier over time. You’ll feel the words, their actions, punch you in the gut. You’ll get used to it, their reactions anyway. When you realize that all that matters is you and knowing who and what you are, you’ll become bullet proof. Even if you already are.” You giggled, watching as his blue hues started into your own. “You’re perfect the way you are. Turtle..human..it doesn’t matter. You’re a good person Mikey. Remember that.”

• Cupping his cheek, you peppered tiny kisses on his nose, making the youngest brother laugh and swat at your actions. “Okay okay! Knock it off!” He whisper-yelled, holding your face, stopping your little attack. “Maybe you’re right Y/n. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Shrugging playfully, you grasped his wrists. “Not have a super awesome person like me.” Laughing lightly, Michelangelo smushed his face with your, giving you a toothy kiss.

Raphael

• Tossing the newspaper to the ground, Raphael held a scowl that could kill. “GODDAMNIT! Will this ever fucking STOP!” He wailed throwing himself onto the couch, nearly shaking with anger. “Fuck this, fuck them, fuck it!” Last week he had busted a large criminal operation and this is what he gets?

• Peaking from the kitchen, you saw the hotheaded turtle have another one of his episodes, maybe a little bit worse. Deciding lunch could wait, you quickly hurried over the the red terrapin. “Raph? What happened?” Getting only a simple gesturing pointing to the newspaper, you gently picked it up, reading the header. ‘Turtle Freaks: Friend or Foe?’

• Air escaping your mouth, you let the paper fall from your grasp, floating it’s way to the sewer floors. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry.” Knowing to be careful with your words, you say next to the hothead, laying a soft hand on his thigh. “How can you go out there and face those people?! How can you deal with shit like that? I do nothing but work my ass off and I still get called a damn freak!” He yelled, tears evident in his eyes.

• “Not everyone thinks the same Raph. Despite what that damn paper says, not everyone thinks you’re a freak or an enemy. People like you. They think you’re a hero. You can’t let things like that get to you. I let it get to me and that didn’t go too well. While I’m just a human, I’ve been judged, ridiculed, outcasted by people for the way I look, act, for who I am. But they don’t matter in the end. They are just some assholes who want to get to you. They’re miserable in their own way.” Sighing a bit, you cuddled up to the large terrapin. “If it helps, I think you’re the most amazing turtle in New York.”

• Looking down at his human, he wrapped an arm around them, soaking up their warmth. Taking a few breaths, Raphael gave you a small smile. “Damn right I am sweet cheeks.” Kissing the top of your head, he massaged your arm. “Thank you.” He mumbled. “No problem Raph. That’s what I’m here for.”

Donatello

• The lab, usually silent, except for the occasional explosion or sound of metal clanging, was eerily quiet. A drop of water would echo if it could. “Donnie?” You called out, opening the lab door ajar. Watching the news, it was bad. They were hero’s, how could people not see that?

• Shutting the door behind you, you heard a faint sound. Ever so quiet, but audible. Walking around, the sound becoming louder and louder, you felt your heart break. Tears streaking down his green skin, arms wrapped around his scrunched legs, Donatello was miserable. His tech was in the corner, mask tossed across a swivel chair.

• “Could these mutants be trusted? What about the turtle called Donatello? He could be storing weapons dangerous to society? What if they turned to their aggressive nature? What will the NYPD do then?”

• The news, barely audible, laid playing not too far from the two of you, making you cringe at the news anchor. “Hey hey hey…don’t. Donnie…don’t listen to them.” Kneeling down, wiping away tears that seemed to never end, you could only pity your boyfriend.

• “I’d never hurt anyone. I protect. I- I’m not a monster…am I?” Donatello sputtered out, lifting his head slightly to look at you. Shaking your head quickly, you snatched the turtles hands into your own, making him to his full attention towards you. “Donatello, my love, you are no monster. Those people, that anchorman, those are the monsters. No matter your skin, your shell, your hands or your feet. You’re no different than any of us. You’re so smart and the kindest soul I have ever met. You kick ass and protect your brothers, me. You saved the world my love. You have developed so many gadgets that current science cannot replicate. You’re one of a kind. The next Einstein.” Kissing his knuckles, you offered a toothy smile.

• A weak smile scribbled on the terrapin’s face, he clutched onto your small hands. “How are you so open minded? After everything you’ve seen?” Getting up, pulling the turtle to his feet, you looked up at him. “I have hope, for everyone. Good or bad.” Nodding, the turtle accepted your answer, feeling a little better. “Come on,” pulling at Donatello’s arm, you gave a small giggle. “Let’s go play some monopoly.” Donatello couldn’t be happier hearing about his favorite board game.

Leonardo

• Leonardo, leader of the turtle brothers, gave a front that he couldn’t be broken down, that he was bullet proof. He tried to convince himself that. He tried not to let things bother him. He tried so hard. Day in and day out, but he began to reach his breaking point.

• He loved his brothers, but, he knew he couldn’t talk to them about his feelings. Splinter wouldn’t be the best help. He didn’t need guidance, he needed comfort. And that comfort was you.

• Opening your window, closing it behind him, he walked around your apartment. It was small, but it was big enough where he could move freely without much trouble. Finding you in your bed, television dim against your skin, he found you smiling up at him. God, what he would do to see that smile every chance he could get.

• “What brings you here stranger.” You giggled, patting the empty spot on your bed. Taking your offer, he sat down on the bed, getting himself comfortable. “I suppose you’ve seen the news lately. It’s - it’s getting to me Y/n” he started, opening his heart to you.

• Running a hand over his head, he looked over at you, not wanting to break away from your orbs. “I train hard. I fight. I bruise. I have nearly died many times for these people. I don’t feel like a hero. Somehow they’ve made me think I’m just like other criminals. They protest about mine and my brothers presence in the NYPD. They scream ‘Freaks’, ‘Monsters’, anything they can to get a reaction from us. I try not to let it get to me. I’m a leader for Christ sake. And I see you, you act more like me when you’re out with us. You don’t let it get to you. How?”

• “I know how you feel Leo. I’ve been in your shoes before, ya know. High school was rough. I was thrown around, beaten, tossed in the damn garbage. They all laughed at my misery, the very misery they created, formed until it consumed me. Over time, I learned, it’s not me that was wrong, but them. Like those people out there.” Gesturing to the window, people walking down the street with no care in the world. “The very same people love to see your misery. If you give them what they want, they won. Learn to let things go Leo, let their actions, words, roll off of your shell and turn to goo. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

• “I think so.” The terrapin murmured, taking in your words. “Leo?” You asked, laying a hand on his chest, catching his attention. “Hmm?” Leaning up, giving the turtle a small peck, cuddling up to the large mutant. “I love you.” Wrapping his arms around your small frame, he hurried his face deep into your hair. “I love you too.”

Okay so I had this thought and it's more leo centric (bayverse) and it's reader is with April and maybe one or two other brothers during a mission. And it's a stake out and so April is trying to conversate like "So how is it goin with 'you know who?'" And it's just reader trying their best to be very ambitious about their feelings for leo but the other brother with them on the stake out pieces it together or maybe reader let's an obvious trait slip and then teasing ensues XD sorry if it's confusing but it's been on my mind lol

Stakeout

Mentions of Bayverse! Leonardo x Reader

Gender Neutral! Reader

Summary : On a stakeout with Raphael and April O’Neal, you let slip you have taken a liking to the leader in blue.

The moon was waxed across Ed the night sky, stars shining ever so slightly down upon The Big Apple. The wind dim, nearly unnoticeable. Nothing seemed off about tonight. Other than a few passerby’s going on their ways. That was if you didn’t know what you were looking for.

Sitting on top of a building, perhaps an apartment complex, you didn’t know, were with your friends, April and Raphael. Rumors had spread around town of a drug heist going on a few buildings over and you three had decided to check it out. Nothing serious enough for all four of the brothers to come along, April mostly watching for anything for her news report.

Kicking your feet, you had become bored. No activity had come up so far, not even a suspicious vehicle. “See anything Y/n?” April asked, glancing your way. Shrugging your shoulders you sighed, laying down against the pavement, deeming the night sky to be more interesting. “Nope. How about you big guy?” Glancing your eyes upward, gesturing towards the hotheaded terrapin. “Nothin’. Damn near dead on this part a town.”

“Shocker.” Muttering to yourself, you closed your eyes, the cool air trying to lull you to sleep. There was a calm, yet nearly uncomfortable silence on the rooftop. Deciding to break the silence, April decided to bring up a recent conversation you two had shared.

“Sooooo…since we’re doing nothing. How’s it going with ‘you know who’?” Eyes now wide open, quickly sitting up, you turned your full attention to the reporter. “Oh It’s um. Yeah, Le- uh the guy doesn’t really…know yet?” Giving an awkward smile, hands giving off a small gesture.

Raphael didn’t care much for gossip but as soon as he heard you slip up, he was all ears. The terrapin walked up, a mischievous smirk bright as day. “Little Y/n has a crush on a certain brother of mine huh?” He chuckled out, seeing your face go red as a tomato. “You know he likes you too? You shoulda known by now.”

“Wait what?” Snapping your head, eyes raised in uncertainty. “Come on. It’s obvious. He’s gentle witcha when trainin’, first to greet ya back at home, and damn he’s always staring!” Lifting his arms in the air, letting them fall loosely by his sides.

“Besides, he talks about ya a lot when you’re not around. Seriously he’s worse than Mikey.” He added, messing with his toothpick. Looking down into your lap, you didn’t know what to feel. You knew you were happy. But between happy, nervous, embarrassed, your mind was racing. “I never really thought of that before.”

“Now you gotta tell him!” Shoving your shoulder, April giggled. “Hey! Stop that.” You threatened, earning another giggle that had you rolling your eyes, smile evident. “She’s right, ya know. He’s too pussy ta do it; might as well.” Raphael added, now twirling the stick between his digits. “Who knows, might get lucky.”

“Okay! Okay, too much!” You quickly interrupted, index finger pointing at the turtle in red. “I’m not even on first base yet.” Before anyone could say anything else, a loud roar of a van pooling from the streets echoed, a small group of people hopping out with piles of boxes and large bags.

“Okay but we’re just saying. Tell him how you feel already. Now come on!” Rushing her words, April jumped down, followed by Raphael. “Maybe one day.” You whispered, pulling out your blade, following the two vigilante’s. ‘Maybe one day.’

Hi, can I ask for a, Splinter with a powerful witch s/o. She is loveing, karing, sweet, and understanding, but if you mess with this wich and hert the ones she loves, she becomes scary scary. Also one day she takes a hit for Splinter. Shredder sneaks up behind splinter, she pushes him out of the way and she gets hert. Love and happiness at the end please. If this is too much ignore this.

Totally! Love the idea :)

Fem! Reader

Take It Out On Me

Darkness. Some fear it, some bathe themselves in it. You were not one of those people, but here you were, drowning. The day had gone by as usual, taking care of your boys, spending time with your lover. Now, well, life had flip itself upside down.

The family was enjoying Space Hero’s, you cuddled against the rats side, your sons next to you. You couldn’t have asked for better. That was, until everything collapsed, quite literally. The walls, shaking with such force, you couldn’t tell if you were vibrating, or merely hallucinating.

As stones fell, show long forgotten, you rushed your sons to the nearest exit, Splinter opting to be left behind, foot soldiers trotting their way into your home. Some say time is no friend, this was true. It was drooling, slow. You saw how your sons were scared. For them and for their father. They tried many times to run back, but with a wave of your hand, you kept them by your side.

Everything seemed to be calm, the tunnels dark. Your only friend was the rhythmic drops of water. Thinking you were safe, you let your sons sit down, seeing how tired they were. Looking at the ground, running a hand through your hair, the dirt seemed to be moving? ‘Weird. I’m not doing anything’ Standing up quickly, raising your hands, forcibly shoving the turtles far from yourself. “Run my sons! And don’t look back!” Voice echoing throughout the tunnels, eyes wide as footsteps got louder by the second, dirt shaking hastily.

“Mom! We can leave you!” Raphael cried out, the others begging for you to come. “I said go!” You yelled, your eyes never leaving the turtles, watching as their figures became cloudy. One by one, the soldiers came, making their way to you, but never past. Their bodies, laying across the dirt floor, your breath heavy with anger. Screaming, that’s all that was heard. Not of the soldiers, but of you. A mother’s cry. One that could pierce the hearts of angels.

You fought, until there was nothing to stab, throw, punch. Nothing except the air. On your heels, you began to run. Your boys were safe, you just hoped your husband was too. “Yoshi!” Feet coming to a halt, rubble everywhere, almost quiet, except for the groans and sheath of metal.

Throughout your years, you’ve experienced chapters of history, but this? The scene before you, Splinter laying on the ground, battered and bloody, The Shredder, blade to the mutants throat, it torn something in you. “Get away from him!” You screamed, walls shaking underneath your breath.

The Shredder, deaf to your words, lifted his blade, swinging down onto his target, the feeling on flesh being pierced. Though, looking down, it wasn’t Hamato Yoshi against the blade, rather, it was you. “No one hurts my family.” Whimpering, you placed your hand on the blade, electricity shooting from your fingertips, to the armor dawning Oroku Saki. The last thing you heard, was the cries of your lover, pressure applied to your stomach.

Days, weeks, you were floating. You didn’t know where you were. You could hear voices, faint, but there. There was nothing to see, except the void. Afraid, you couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, yet you were screaming. Was this hell? Heaven? You didn’t know. You wanted to go home.

It stayed like this for days, a week maybe? Time was indifferent here. You couldn’t feel anything, so why were you shaking all of the sudden? “Y/n?” “Mom? Please, wake up.”

The shaking became violent, almost painful, and then, light. Groaning, you lifted your arms, cursing the light that pierced your vision. “MOM!” Came screams, weight sinking onto your chest and shoulders. Opening your eyes, your sons held onto you, tears evident on their green scales. “Mom you’re awake.” Donatello whimpered, his grip tightening onto your shirt. The turtles, dared not to let you go. “Dad never left your side.”

“Y-Yoshi?” Sputtering, you looked up, your husband looking down at your, fur wet, tail wrapped around your arm. “Watashi no ai. You saved us.” A weak smile dawned your pale lips, an arm wrapped around your sons, the other, reaching to caress your lovers fur. “It’s my job, darling. You know this.” A small chuckle escaped the rats mouth, placing a hand on your own. “We missed you.” “You have no idea.”

Somebody I Used To Know

Summary: Memory gone, you live your new life, until you spot someone on the television

The Shredder x GN! Reader

Lonely; without companions; solitary. The definition fit you well. Throughout your life you made friends, lost them, so forth and so on. You weren’t unfriendly or anything, but rather empty. Your heart, soul, yearned for something, but you couldn’t scratch even the surface.

You made due, pushing through the school days and work. Finding if you were always busy, you could push your ghosts away. Until one day, you had a day off, and decided to relax for a bit. A little tv wouldn’t hurt, would it?

Screen flashing, you switched channel after channel. Landing on a kids show, a certain character caught your eye. His voice was like static, dawning a metal suit with a purple cape. Setting the remote down, you let yourself drown episode after episode.

You never crushed on anyone, so why is your chest beating so hard now? Was it his charisma? Possibly his physique? You couldn’t really pinpoint it. All you knew, you didn’t feel as empty, like something was filling the void.

As weeks went by, you had a new routine, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles taking over your free time. You couldn’t help it, Shredder captivated you. It was strange, turning off the television made your heart pause, but when you saw his face, heard his voice, it pressed play.

You felt so…alive. People didn’t matter anymore, you were happy, in some ways, but still happy. Your chest didn’t hurt as much, pangs here and there. Today was no different, turning on the television just in time for a new episode. Singing along with the theme song, you couldn’t help but smile, eyes never leaving the villains view.

‘God he’s cute.’ Thinking to yourself, leaning back into your chair, palm supporting your head. Your cheeks formed a pink hue, toothy smile written onto your face, watching a new scheme play out on screen.

“Where did you take them!?” Shredder screamed, nearly pleading to the turtles. It made been years since his lover disappeared. Shredder knew the turtles were harmless, but they must’ve taken them. Right?

“We don’t know where they are!” Raphael replied, sais twirling in his hands. “We cared for them too Shred-Head!”

The Shredder wanted to scream, tear Raphael’s throat out, but all he managed was a snarl, eyebrows nearly touching. “Lies! Where is Y/n?!” Pointing his index finger, commanding his henchmen to attack.

“Wait, what?” Sitting up in your chair, you couldn’t believe what you heard. He said your name. Your..name? It must’ve been a coincidence. There’s millions of people with the same name. You couldn’t shake the feeling away, the one you had grown accustomed to, was now growing, molding into something different, forming into a headache.

Groaning, you rubbed your temples, eyes glued to the screen. As scenes went by, the fight came and went, the episode ending with Oroku Saki holding a picture. Was that you? “Oh my god.” Your voice, barely above a whisper, pain overtaking your body, forcing you to your knees, hands pressing against your head.

Then, the pain went away, replacing itself with pictures, videos….memories. You realized they were memories. Shredder holding you close at night, wrapping his arms around you. Setting you a plate at dinner. Your first kiss. All of it, flashing before your eyes.

You saw it; the day you disappeared. It was any other day, working on the techno-drone, drilling in some metal. Your head hurt, like it had moments ago, then, you were here. A small child with a new mother and father.

As quickly as the memories came, they left, leaving you a mess on the ground. You had lived a lie, believing you were just a no one, but you were someone, to him, to everyone there.

And there was nothing you could do. You were stuck, dimensions away from your lover, your family. “Why?” Your words forming into sobs. Hands covering your face as you mourned. “I wanna go home.” Begging did nothing, pleading did nothing. You were a ghost in a shell, lost in time.

For years you wished the void in your heart was filled, now, you regretted it. The only way you could find peace in your life was through a plastic screen. There, you could see a glimpse of your old life, watching Shredder as the days went by. You weren’t there anymore, but maybe, he could feel you here, through the screen.

Sweet Sweet Fantasy

WARNING: Slight cursing. (Like 1 or 2 words here and there but still there)

Ship: TMNT Boys (Bayverse) x Reader

Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: This is about if the boys started to have romantic fantasies about their crush.

(PT. 2)

Leonardo:

Leo doesn't know when it started, it kinda just happen. At first he hates that he can't get you out of his head, his mind is too cluttered to the point that its hard to focus and he knows that you and him are never going happen. He thinks the differences between you two are too strong and if he ever confessed that a relationship would only end with unhappiness and regret if you didn't reject him first. Sometime later, when there is a sign of something there, no matter how small or insignificant that sign is, the thought of any kind of chance with you make the flood gates of his mind burst and has no other choice but to just accept that he has these fantasies.

Most of his fantasies are about him saving you, he wants to be your hero. He doesn't like the thought of you being in danger, but he does like the thought of you looking up at him in awe and praising him for his bravery and skill. A lot of those kinds of fantasies end with you rewarding him with a cheek kiss. He imagines you being cornered by someone, usually some gross human man, and he jumps down from a rooftop and places himself between you and whoever. He'd say something he thinks is cool like, "That's not how you treat a lady." and then then dude runs away and you're just there gushing over him like "Wow, Leo! You're so brave and handsome! Marry me!" It's all cheesy stuff like that but it literally makes him blush all the time and it plays on repeat in his head.

He has this one specific fantasy where he meets you on a balcony every night and you kiss him under the light of the moon, no one judges and it's just you two, the only ones there to witness are the stars above. Sometimes it's raining and you guys to a spider-man kiss, he's upside down and you just gently cup his face and pull him in and kiss him, not caring about anything else beside the moment. He is the most embarrassed about that one but thankfully he doesn't think about it often.

Raphael:

Raph imagines a domestic life with you, but not just like dating and stuff, he imagine you're his marriage partner. A lot of his fantasies are ego centrist with you as his supportive partner that comes along on his adventure. Is he a wrestler? Your his hot coach who gives him water. Is he a football player? Your his cheerleader. Is he some Greek hero? Your his beautiful goddess that he tributes to. 

Not all of his fantasies are about him though, some are you encouraging him. He could be having a bad day and your just there telling him how cool he is and that’s it’s okay. He could have gotten into a fight with Leo and he threatens to leave again and there you are in his head saying “Stop being such a big baby, you know you’re not gonna leave, you love them too much for that!” 

He doesn’t plan of confessing his feelings, out of all the turtles he is the most insecure and can’t handle you hurting him and saying no, that’s why he revels in his fantasies of you, it’s the closest he’ll ever actually get to you.

Donatello:

Donnie absolutely hates that he fantasizes about you. It's always right after seeing or talking to you and it's always him doing what he wants to do and telling all his feeling, or it's his subconscious bullying him for being a coward. He WANTED kiss you then, he WANTED to tell you how your eyes shine brighter than Arcturus in September, he WANTED to let you know how you make his brain feel like an old windows computer booting up when you get close, but he KNOWS that if he did that you'd think he was the lamest most cheesiest person in the whole world.

It gets bad when you give him the slightest bit of affection. A thank you hug? Cue the TV static mess that his brain has become, man can’t even say "Your welcome". A kiss on the cheek? This man is fucked. It's like something got stuck between the old rusty cogs of a machine and exploded, after he processes that it actually happen and it wasn’t just his imagination he's just giggling to himself like a dork. 

He imagines anytime those things happen that he holds you close and confesses his feelings. You lean in close and caress his cheek gently before you both kiss. In the moment he’s blushing but seconds later he wishes he acted cooler and kissed you, and not that small cute soft peck on the lips no, he wants the passionate kind that makes you lose your breath. He wants to have a kiss that can convey his feelings so he doesn’t have to say it out loud, he knows he never could.

Michelangelo:

You are his best friend, he doesn’t have too many fantasies about you because you guys already do all the things he wants to do with you. You guys go skating together at skate parks and abandon buildings, play video games while eating junk food, and you guys sneak into places and watch stuff like sport games or movies. Most of the things he thinks about that could be considered fantasies are just him planning on what to do with you next. 

The only times he has actual fantasies about you are when he listens to music, specifically old Taylor Swift love song. He’s not the type to listen to her music, not that he hates it, its just not his style. He listens to it because when he finds out he likes you, her music described how he feels really well. He kind of act like a teenage girl when he crushes on you, he wants to hold your hand and have some cute love story with you, so all of his fantasies are just you and him reacting her music videos. He thinks about if he were human that he could be your next door neighbor and you guys talk though the window, or maybe throw pebbles and ask you to sneak out with him to a drive-in movie. All of his fantasies are with both of you being human because he thinks you couldn't love him as he is. Despite being friends, he knows the difference between you is just to big. He knows you don't see him as a monster and he plans on telling you his feelings someday, but the fear of rejection and ruining what you two have already is to scary for him.

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.

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.”

Philophobia

WARNING: I'd like to clarify that philophobia is real and different from being asexual or aromantic. To put in very simple terms, philophobia is the fear of falling in love that is often but not always caused by a trauma revolving "love", asexuality is when you feel no sexual attraction to anyone, and aromantic is when you feel no romantic attraction. Not everyone with philophobia is asexual or aromantic and not everyone who is asexual and/or aromantic has philophobia. Not to say that it impossible to have all of the above, it's correlation not causation.

Ship: ROTTMNT Leonardo X Reader

Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: This is when he find out you have philophobia

(Not my GIF)

Leo found out because he is invested in your love life. You tell him all the tea all the time about the drama of the people in your life and so knowing your own drama is no difference. You didn't tell him directly that you have philophobia at first, but he put two and two together because of everything you've told him.

Anytime there is a love interest in your life you do nothing about it. When someone likes you, you lie about noticing it, even when all the stuff they do is one giant scream for your attention. When it’s you who likes someone, you always have some excuse to not confess. You're just content with liking them from afar and taking your feelings to the grave. The one time where you have a crush on someone who clearly likes you back is when Leo found out why your like this.

You tell him your trauma with love, the reason you feel like love is just not meant to be for you. You cry of course, it's not easy retelling something you'd rather never happened at all, but he sits there quietly as you do, not a single joke, quip, heckle, or sound. You tell him how and why, you tell him your fear of what happen and of it happening again. How you just aren't ready to feel the bad part of loving someone that comes with the good, even if the good could possible weigh out the bad, its just not something you're willing to risk.

When you finish, he's left speechless, he knows he has to be delicate in his response because he doesn't know how else to deal seriousness in the kind of manner you need and after seeing you break down in front of him he knows that he has to help in some way. He opts for the safest approach of just rubbing your back, he wants to comfort you but is scared that his touch might scare you when you're vulnerable. If you lean in closer then he'll just hold you and rest his head on yours, he lets you cry on him if you want. He doesn’t try to do anything selfish like try to look at you or anything, he just holds you without saying a word and tries his best to stay completely still. If your don't like the touch, then he'll stop and say thank you for trusting him.

Once you compose yourself again, that's where he's back to his good goofy self. He's there trying to make you laugh and takes you to do something stupid to make you feel better. He wants to let you know that whether you want a relationship with someone or not, you always have him to have the kind of relationship you don't have to be scared of and can depend on, and promises that if a similar situation were to ever happen again that he’ll come be your hero.

My Scary Valentine

WARNING: Mentions of seizures, fluff, little bit of angst, lots of smut, polyamorous relationship, fingering, cunnilingus, jealousy. Don't like it don't read it. This isn't coming out no where near Valentines day and it wasn't part of the request, but I thought setting it during Valentines day.

Ship: Bayverse (2014/2016) boys x Chubby!Autistic!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

Request from @ceciliawastaken : Hey! Do you think you can write a chubby reader x the bayverse tmnt, maybe the reader has autism, I have autism btw, and I also have tics or seizures because of it, so I wanna know what the four would do if they caught the reader mid seizure, if that’s ok with you of course, I don’t want you uncomfortable. Maybe a girl reader and the reader is chubby and autistic at the same time. Do you think they can calm her down after, like have sex with her after her seizure 😩✋🏽I was thinking maybe it’s a poly relationship, were all of the turtles are dating the reader at the same time, the turtles aren’t dating each other though!

A/n: I know there is a bunch of things that might seem unnecessary, but they were requested to be put after the original request was asked.To anyone that doesn't like the fic, fuck you it wasn't made for you, I've been working on this for over 2 weeks and I put in as many requirments that were asked of me that I could and I think it came out great! Also, if it seems a little messy, it's because I didn't edit it before posting, I've been reading and reading only this for 2 weeks, I'm done.

       February is such a romantic time of the year, it's chilly enough to want to cuddle with someone but not too freezing that one can still go out and have fun. That's why it's perfect that Valentine's day, a celebration of romance, is in February! It's been a year since you made your relationship with your four boyfriends official. It was a long complected process, but at the end of it, you were able to create a functioning and caring relationship with four boys. It was hard at first, with all the insecurity and jealousy floating amongst you all, but there was nothing a little of communication couldn't fix. That's why Valentines day is so important, while with usual dates throughout the year are one on ones set up on different days of the week, Valentines day is the one day of the year where your partners come together to make the day special for you. It's a little awkward for them since they are all brothers and helping each other plan dates all for the same girl wasn't something they really enjoyed, but it had to be done since they all want to celebrate with you. The day was seperated into four different dates, one dated planned for each of your boys and each date would be two and a half hours.

Your first date is Leo, he planned something simple, he wanted to show off his cooking skills and make you a homemade meal. He planned to pick you up at your house after you got home from work, but he was so excited for what he planned for the date that he just ambushes you on your way to the subway and takes you back to the lair. Although his intentions were sweet, you reprimand him and tell him not to scare you like that again.

"I'm sorry, Love. Let me make it up to you with this!" He then shows you the food he made, he spent hours working on a three course meal. Being a ninja, he found a lot of inspiration from Japan, so each dish was an authentic Japanese dish. The first dish was miso soup. It is actually really good, it has a gentle flavor that warms your cheeks. "Wow, Leo! This is great! How come you've never made this for me before?"He beams as you complement his hard work. "Well, this is actually the first time I've ever made it. I'm so happy you like it!" You giggle when you see him smile, he seems more excitable than usual. Next is the main course, nigiri and temaki sushi. You are surprised that he could make such small food with such big hands and it still come out looking so well put together. I taste fine at first, but as you chew you can tell that something was wrong with it. While the soup tasted great, this is the complete opposite. It had such a bold sour flavor and the rice stuck to the roof of your mouth making it hard to swallow. You tried your best to conceal your disgust because you knew how much care he put into the food, but you just knew that this was going to come back up later. "Oh- wow. This is so good, Leo." You say while holding your stomach. "It's so good, but I think I'm full now." "Really? That's too bad because I made dessert too." His expression dims and while it hurt your heart to see him disappointed, it hurt you insides more to continue. While the meal doesn't continue according to plan, the date is saved by conversation about each other's day and just generally enjoying the other's presence. When the date was over, you kiss him sweetly to show your appreciation. Although you couldn't eat everything, you know he put a lot of effort in this and you love him for it.

Your next date is with Mikey. He is a fun loving guy, but sometime what seems really fun to him is kind of gross to everyone else. His great date idea is to go swimming in the sewers. Of course he didn't expect you to go swimming in the gray water of New York, he had found a spot where the water has just come from being filtered but has not yet reached the homes of the city people so it was clean, but the main problem for you is that it is still the sewer that is filled with bugs, rats, and other creatures you'd rather stay away from. However, not wanting to ruin the cute date he planned, you reluctantly let him take you swimming.

Mikey gushes over your swim suit, a two piece with high-waist bottoms, it has a light green base with white flowers printed all over. It isn't tight, but it hugs your body in all the right places that Mikey can't help but be handsy and touch all your curves. You smile when you see his swim trunks, neon orange with pizza slices in the shape of lightning bolts. though his swim suit is cute, you can't get rid of your nerves. You try your best not to tic and show him that you really didn't want to go swimming with him, but with the repression plus Leo's bad cooking, you feel like the pressure building up and you want to throw up. "Are You ready?" He asks excitedly. You take a deep breath and hold onto his hand. "...Yes, I think so."

Mikey then pulls you into a tight hug and jumps into the water, The water rushes through the sewers like a water slider, you ride down it on top of your boyfriend as he lies on his back until you two each the bottom with a small pool of clear water, at the end of the pool is spilling water. You hold each other as you two splash into the pool and you both gasp for air and laugh after resurfacing from beneath the water.

You are happy to see clean water, not that you thought he'd take you somewhere gross, but the thought of not being able to see the bottom scares you. The two of you swim and splash in the water, it is fun to be with him. You even have a competition to see who could hold their breath longer, obviously Mikey win due to his amphibious advantage.

Some time later, Mikey get tired and finds that watching you is more enjoyable then doing his own thing. He watches as you swim from one end of the pool to the other. When you notice this, you giggle and swim towards him. "What are you doing? I thought we were swimming?" You ask. When you get close, he instinctively pulls you in close and you wrap your arms around his neck. "I was, but I just wanted to take a moment to admire my hot girlfriend." His comment make you laugh more. Seeing how cute you are, he can't help but reach down to grab your ass, giving it a small squeeze. "Really? That's what you want to do?" You ask, raising a brow. "It is Valentine's Day after all, why not?" He pulls you into a kiss, you feel his smile on your lips and you blush. When you let his lips go you smile at him and scratch his shell in the way he loves so much. "You're right, it is Valentine's day." You pull him closer, seemingly to kiss him again, but then you push him away and giggle as you swim away."But I'm not fucking you in the sewers, that's gross." He grabs his chest likes he's been hit with an arrow to the heart and sighs, making you laugh more. "You really thought, didn't you?" Your giggling echos throughout the sewer. "Yeah, I did. It was worth a shot though." He says disappointed, but his smile never disappearing.

You two continue to swim, but soon his date time is up and he takes you back to the lair where you met up with Donnie, who is next to take you on a date.

After your date with Mikey, you take a quick shower in the lair bathroom and then head to Donnie's lab. There you are greeted with a bright smile. "Hello, Dove! Did you have fun with Mikey?" He asks. "Yeah, I-" You instinctively cover you face and sneeze. "It probably wasn't a good idea to go swimming in February." Donnie laughs and places a hand on your back. "Well, let me help you warm up."

He leads you to his bedroom where a nest of pillows and blankets were lied out "I had a lot of ideas for our date, but then I couldn't pick which one was to do so I ended up copying Raph and set up a movie night." You gasp and playfully push him. "Donnie! I didn't go on his date yet! I thought it was a surprise!" "Sorry, I thought we agreed he'd go first. There was so much arguing that I lost track on the order we agreed on." He rubs his neck bashfully and apologizes. "Actually, Leo went first." You say, sitting on Donnie's bed. You remembered the food Leo gave you and it makes you tic. Donnie places a gentle hand on your shoulder and pulls you closer to kiss your head. This is his go-to way to calm you down when he sees you tic. "No matter who went first, I hope you like my date the best. I made sure the atmosphere was nice and comfy. I hope you like the movie I picked." On his laptop he pulls up a window and a movie starts to play. Donnie sits on his bed with his legs spread and you sit in the space between.

As you watched the movie, you can see why he chose it. It was a scifi which is his favorite fictional genre and had a romance between a human and an alien. You appreciated that he tried to stay on the romantic theme to match the occasion. Throughout watching the film, you notice that Donnie hasn't stopped touching you. He has kept one arm wrapped around your waist while the other has been roaming your body, mainly rubbing up and down your arm or leg. "Uh, Donnie?" You would've looked up to talk to him, but he has rested his chin on your head so you stay still. "Mhm?" His response is absentminded. "You keep touching me." "Oh, sorry. Is it distracting?" He asks, his attention now on you. "No it's not that, but I just feel like you're try to tell me something by doing it." "No, I just like touching you." He leans his head down and nuzzles his snout into the crook of you next. You giggle, it seems all the brothers were the same when it came to being handsy with you. Donnie kisses your neck and you laugh at the tickling sensation. "You don't mind, do you?" He asks. His thumbs rub circles into the joints of your hips. "No, I don't mind." You pull his face close and give him a soft kiss on the cheek. "Are you sure? I'll stop if you want." Donnie warns as he spreads you legs and starts to massage your inner thigh. You put your hand on his and guide him further towards the spot begging for his attention. "I'm sure."

Donnie starts to sensually massage your clothed folds. You reach your arms up and wrap your arms around his neck. He's cold, but you keep him warm with your back presses firmly against his plastron. He slips his hands past the hemline of your bottoms and down into your panties, you flinch at the contact of his cold scaly hands on your clit. You let small soft moans spill from your lips as he rubs circles around your clit. One of his large fingers teases your entrance, only allowing the tip to push in and collect the arousal that was forming. "D-Donnie~" You moan his name when he pushes further in, his fingers are so thick compared to a normal humans, it spreads you apart from the inside. "You're so nice and warm, Dove. This is why I love touching you so much, your so warm and soft, I just can't get enough of you." You bite your lip and you hold onto him tighter as he slowly pumps his finger in and out of you, his thumb still circling your clit. Your walls clamp down around him and he chuckles at the feeling. "You're so cute and so easy to play with, every touch of my fingers bring out the most adorable reactions from you." His fingers start to move faster and you cover your mouth with your hand trying to silence the high pitch whimpers of your voice. With his free hand Donnie pulls your hand away from your face and kisses your wrist. "Don't do that, I want to hear you." His voice is soft and sweet, but it feels stern when it hits your ears and sends a shiver up your spine. Your warm walls clench down tighter around his finger and he smiles. He places your hand around his neck once more and then pulls you in closer by your waist. He pushes another of his fingers in and he starts to pump into you a little faster. You don't try to cover your mouth again though and instead let the moans fall freely out of you. Donnie softly kisses the shell of your ear and whispers, "Good girl."

Donnie starts to pump even fast, and with two of his large fingers now stretching you out, you lets a few tear cascade down you cheeks. "Donnie! I'm really close!" Donnie kisses behind your ear and trails down your neck and onto your shoulder. He holds you close and continues to pleasure you as you squirm and ride through your orgasm, soaking his hand with your arousal. When your finish you are left breathless but satisfied. You relax against his plastron and smile up at him. "Happy Valentine's Day, Dove. I hope you enjoyed our time together, because the movie is over and if I don't get you to Raph soon he's going to tear me a new one." Donnie tries to move, but you stop him. "W-wait, wait, wait. Give me-.... give me a couple minutes to just....." Donnie smiles, he's happy that he has brought you to such a state of ecstasy, the sight of you is just so beautiful. "Okay, five more minutes."

After you recuperate from your date with Donnie, you are sent on your way to your next date. You find Raph in his room, you heard that he had set up a movie date like Donnie, but instead of a laptop you see that he has found an old busted up projector and pinned a large water tarp to the ceiling as a screen. You see him messing with the projector trying to get it to work but with minimal success. You laugh which gets his attention. "Do you find my struggle funny?" He asks, his tone is not angry but more playfully embarrassed. You walk up to him and give him a big hug, still giggling. "Maybe a little. Let me help, okay? I know they can be hard to work with but having smaller fingers can help." You go to fix the projector and it works immediately. You look to Raph and you notice that his expression seems strange, it's softer. As he looks down at you there is a soft smile and you can't quite tell what he's thinking. "What are you thinking?" You ask, turning around to hug him. You see him blush and pull you in closer. "I'm just, y'know, thinking about different things." You giggle at his shy reaction. "Oh yeah? You want to elaborate on that?" He shakes his head and laughs with you. "No, let me just show you the movie." You continue to laugh and embarrass him more as the two of you sit down to watch the movie.

"What are we watching?" You settle down with Raph and he pulls you into a surprisingly tight hug. "So uhm, do you remember that one movie last Halloween where I wanted to show you that one movie but-" "No! No, no, no! I know what movie you're talking about and I'm don't want to!" You try to get up and run away, but Raph's grip on you was too strong. "Babe, please. I know you'll love it you just have to see. In the end it's super romantic!-" "Raphael! I am not watching the movie about the little creature stealing teeth in the middle of the night! I can't do it! You know I can't watch horror movies, I tic like crazy!" You struggle and squirm to get out of his grip but to no avail, what's worse is that it's so effortless to him. "Goddammit! Why are you so strong?" Raph laughs and you feel the vibration of in through his plastron. "Are you really asking me that?" You looks down at you with a charming smile. "Yeah, I already know and it's hot as fuck...." "Really? You think I'm hot?" "Raph this is not the point! I don't want to watch this movie!" You face is red and flustered, the stress of it all makes you tic and small high-pitched puppy like whimpers are ripped from your mouth as you twist your neck to look left repeatedly, it's a very painful and annoyingly cute tic. Raph while still holding you tight, rubs the sides of your arms to calm you down. He's not the best at calming people down, but he tries.

As the movie plays you see the romantic sub-plot and the relationship looks a lot like you and Raph, but you can't get over the cryptic looking fairy creatures stealing the main character's teeth in the middle of the night. "R-Raph, I c-can't do this....." Over some time your tics start to slow down and have pauses in between each once. Raph thinks that means you're calming down and starting to enjoy the movie, but unfortunately that judgement was wrong.

You feel your body be shot with electricity. Your body starts to stiffen and you hold onto Raph tightly, digging your nails into him almost breaking skin. "Ow...Babe? Are you ok?" You don't respond, you can't. Your body shakes and you feel as if trapped, like your body was merely a prison for your mind. "Babe, oh god. Are you-? Okay yeah, you're having one of those seizure things. Oh god!" Out of panic he lets go of his tight grip on you. For a second he thinks that he should carry you to Donnie, but the thought of hurting you because he miss-handled you freaks him out, so he leaves you lying on the floor in front of his bed were the two of you were sitting. "Thank you, Raph. Very gentleman-like" Is what you think before he runs out of the room.

Five second later he comes back to place a pillow under your head. "Please be okay! I got to go!" He then run out of the room again. "Ok, that's better."

A few minutes pass and you return to normal, well, aside from being a little unstable, but nothing a couple minutes of calming down couldn't fix. "Wow, I can't fucking believe he just left me here! Raph, you idiot...." You take a few deep breathes as you pout and wait for your red banded boyfriend to come back. You pick up the pillow he left for you so your wouldn't be hurt and sigh into it with a hug "Idiot...."

Soon enough Mikey and Donnie come rushing in, but noticeably Raph and Leo are absent. "Oh my god, Baby! Are you okay? Mikey rushes to you about to embrace you in a hug, but he stops himself and backs away. You're confused until Donnie steps up. With a sweet but concerned expression he approaches and takes you hand gently. "Please take this and squeeze." He places a marble the size of your palm in your hand. You do as you're told squeeze onto the marble. Donnie brings up a hologram that appears from his wrist. You see that it's vitals, presumably yours. Your expression deadpans and you drop the marble. "You know, you could just ask me how I am. This isn't the first time I've had a seizure and I've told you guys about it before." "We know, it's just that we we're worried." Donnie says, picking up the marble from the floor. "You don't have to be, I'm fine!" Mikey smiles with tears streaming from his face and pulls you into a hug. "I was so scared that you were going to die!" He holds you tight and sobs. You smile and pet his shell to reassure him. "I'm fine, Mikey-" You suddenly hear yelling in the other room and your smile falls. "Where is Raph and Leo? Is that them out there?" You look to Donnie for answers but he just looks away, Mikey let's you go and does the same to avoid you gaze, they both know how you feel about fighting amongst themselves and they didn;t want to confirm your suspicions. You get up and walk past them to leave the room and the two don't stop you.

You walk into the open space of the lair to see Raph and Leo fighting once again. You thought they had stopped this when you guys started dating but it obviously hasn't. "How could you let this happen? We go a year and she has never once had a seizure with us, she has been safe and secure for so long, but the moment she is left alone with you it happens! Did you do this on purpose? You know how much she tics when she watches horror movie-" "I would never put her in harms way on-" "But the thing is, Raph, is that you did! She got hurt because of you! All of this is-" You watch them fight, but you can't let it go on. "Stop! Please stop fighting!" You run in a step in between them to show them your fine. They stand in shock for a second before the chaos break again. "Babe, I'm sorry! I never meant to-" Raph tries apologize but before he can finish you find Leo's arms snake around you and pick you up. He then carries you away and rushes out of the lair.

You hold onto Leo with your eyes closed and face towards his plastron as he rushes away, he can feel his breath is heavy and wavered. When he stops and breathes, you see that your on a roof building somewhere in the city. He loosens up as he calms down, when you try to escape his hold he doesn't let you. "I was scared.....for you." You look up at him, and see a few tears threatening to fall. "I read up on seizure when you told me you told me you got them and I read all about people dying and-.....I was scared you'd get hurt. When it finally happen I thought I was going to lose you." Leo puts your feet on the ground but doesn't let you go, he still holds on tight but shakey. You smile softly and reach for his face, forcing him to look at you. "You got anxious? That's okay, my love! I know you love but you have to remember that you love them too, they're your brothers,  so you can't get mad at them when things happen." Leo doesn't say anything, he just let's you continue to comfort him. "I've dealt with seizure for many years before I met any of you and I will deal with them for many years into the future, at some point you guys were going to see me have one, so it's not Raph's fault and I know you know that."

Leo kneels down on the ground so that you are taller than him and you continue to hug him and lovingly pet his shell. He's still for a moment, but then he smells something. He pushes you away to smell the air and he doesn't find it. He sniffs you and smells something strange. He continues to sniff almost like a dog and pushes you to the ground. You laugh at first but then his snout travels further down your body and you start to get nervous if not a little embarrass. "L-Leo? What are you doing" He makes it all the way to in between your thighs and then stops. He then goes back up to your face and stares into your eyes, it makes you very nervous and you let out a a few small vocal tics. "Who? Who was it?" He asks, not in a stern or angry way but his voice alone still make your stomach sink. "W-who w-what?" You stutter out. His face gets close to yours and you start to blush. "Who did you let fuck you tonight?" He asks, his voice is low and quiet, the tone is almost threatening, but damn does it sound sexy as hell. "I didn't-" "Don't lie to me, I can smell him on you." He uses his arms to cage you under him. You look up at him and in this moment you can't recall a time where he looked sexier then right now as he hovers above you. "Now, I'll ask one more time. Who fucked you?" He never raised his voice at you the whole time, but you could still feel the intensity as he spoke. "Donnie! I-It was Donnie! But we didn't have sex or anything, he just-" You feel your cheeks burn as his arms flex near your head. You feel yourself being turned on by his threatening aura, you squeeze you thighs together as you become wet for him and your lady box begs for his attention. "'He just-' What? What did you do?" You can't tell if he is mad at you or not, but you it feels like you're being scolded. "He fingered me, I let him finger me...." You can't look anywhere but in his eyes, your body won't let you, but still you wish you could hide from his gaze.

Leo sighs and releases you from his arm prison. He sits up, still straddling you to the ground as he looks down at you with and semi-mad and disappointed expression. "I didn't think he out of all of us would be the one to turn you into a whore, but I guess I was wrong." Leo stands up and turns to leave but you get up too and run after him, catching him by the flying tails of his blue bandana. "Leonardo! You cannot just leave me on some random building rooftop in the middle of fuck knows where, New York, just because you are mad at me! He's my boyfriend just like you and I's allowed to be fingered or get fuck by my boyfriend if I want!" Leo turns around sharply and you are finally met with an angry expression. "Speaking of, how is it to hoe yourself out to four different guys? I'm not usually one to slut-shame but seeing as how where all brothers that all fight for your time while you sit back and watch it happen, I've made an exception!" You gasp and then stamp your foot. "You of all people have no right to be mad at me for that! It was your idea in the first place for this to be a thing, for all of us to form this relationship!" "That's only because little-miss-indecisive couldn't pick which one of us should be her boyfriend! You took your sweet-ass time to even consider dating any of us and then took even more time to pick which one out of the four of us to date!" He yells as he slowly walks towards you like a predator getting closer to it's prey, you back up as he gets closer and your skins chills as he does so. "I only did it, so my brother's and I wouldn't suffer waiting for your answer! We were all filled with anxiety and jealousy of one another, you pinned us against each other! I only suggested the relationship because I know my team, my family, would fall apart if I didn't do something! I did it because I knew your wouldn't choose me!"

All the yelling starts to make you cry and you rush at forward and hug him, you cry into his plastron and refuse to look him in the eye. "It's not that I wouldn't have chosen you, I love you so much! I just couldn't not love all of you. You all mean so much to me and I couldn't see my life not loving all four of you. I knew if I chose one of you that not only would I lose the rest of you but the rest of you would hate whoever I chose!" You sniffle and try to calm your breathing. "I want you all in my life..." You aren't able you wrap your arms around him the same way he could with you, but you still hold him tight. You feel him relax in your embrace, but you continue to cry, seemingly unable to stop. "I'm-.....I'm sorry, Love. Please don't cry." He hugs you back and starts to pet your hair. "I'm sorry I got mad, I did mean to become-" He clears his throat, stalling himself from admitting it out loud. "-territorial..." You look up at him, still somewhat teary-eyed. "I'm sorry too, I never mean to make you guys feel so awful."

You both stay silent for a moment, trying to calm down from yelling at each other. "Did you feel jealous? Since I was so intimate with Donnie."  Leo chuckles in a bashful way, a little bit because of they way you asked it but mainly out of embarrassment of being so mad at you for something that seems a little silly. "Yeah, I think I was. It's just that you were pretty intimate with not just Donnie but with Mikey and Raph too. You went swimming with Mikey and he got to see you basically have naked and when Raph had a chance to protect you he just left you there to go through it alone!" You grab a hold of his arms and rub up and down to ground him. "So you felt left out?" He takes a breathe and softly smiles at you. "I guess I did feel that way, sorry."

You reach your arms up pull him into a quick kiss, it's soft and only lasts a second but its warm and sweet. You smile sincerely as you look into his eyes. "Leo, do you want to make it equal then? He feels butterflies in his stomach as you speak, a bit dazed by your affectionate attitude. "Make what equal?...." "You said you felt left out, so do you want to join in? Be intimate with me too?" You kept eye contact with him as you ask this. Leo thinks for a moment and then smirks. He feels up your sides and squeezes your hips. "I thought you'd never ask." Leo picks you up and kisses you. His kisses are always passionate but gentle, a perfect combination of aggression and control. He holds you up by you legs, your holding onto him with your arms around his neck and your thighs are being squeezed by his strong hands.

There is a rooftop access door on the roof you two are on, it has a large metal lock on a chain wrapped around the handle. As the kiss become hotter and more passionate and it starts to become foreplay, he pushes you up against that door and kisses down your neck. When he starts to bite and leave hickeys is when your heavy breathing becomes moans. You clumsily pull down your bottoms when he lifts up your top and leaves a trail of kisses down your chest and belly. He loves kissing your belly, it's soft a squishy, it's like kissing a pillow, he finds comfort in it's warmth.  Soon enough his snout is met your your cunt, wet and dripping arousal from all the heavy-petting. He spreads your folds with his fingers and licks a long strip up from your hole to your clit, it sends a fluttering feeling through your body. He makes kitten licks over your love-bud and then slowly makes his way into your hole. You legs now resting on his shoulders, his face is what keeps you up and you lean your back on the door. His long tongue slithers inside you and reaches for your g-spot, the sensation makes you shutter and a few quivering moans force there way out from your throat. "Leo! P-please don't stop!" You squeeze your thighs around his head, your hands are pushing his face closer to your cunt. You continue to whimper and whine as his tongue tickles your cervix. It only takes a couple of minutes for him to push you to your limit and you cum on his face. You take a moment to relish in the feeling, but then you realize what you've done. You just came on his face. "Oh my god, Leo! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that!" Leo calmly lifts up and off his face and sits up on his knee. "You didn't mean to cum on my face? Was I not good enough?" He asks jokingly. "No, you were great! It's just I didn't mean to make such a mess and on your face too! I'm so sorry!" You blush out of embarrassment, but Leo stays calm and even laughs. "No, it's okay. That's what I was trying to get you to do anyway." He says, licking his lips for traces of you, you blush at the glistening sheen still left on his face.

Leo sets you back down on the ground and allows you to buts your clothes back on. "I think we should go back home, the guys must be worried about us." You say, trying to shake the wrinkles out of your clothes. "You didn't seem to worried about them when you were squirting on my face and screaming my name." Leo says cockily. "For one, I wasn't screaming. Two, maybe it only seemed like that because you were sucking my soul out of my body when you ate my pussy." You flirt and banter for a bit before finally he takes you back to the lair, to reunite with your other boyfriends.

Kink Headcanon

WARNING: This is obviously smutty, don't like don't read.

Ship: TMNT Boys (Bayverse) x Reader

Reader Pronouns: She/Her

Request from @ceciliawastaken: I need headcannons for each of the turtles kinks!

Leonardo:

I think that most of Leo's kinks stem from his ninja training, so most of them seem a little creepy.

One of the things he's really into is voyeurism. It starts out as him just checking in on you after his night patrol, but he finds that he can't pull his eyes away when he catches you doing very intimate things. He catches you bathing or changing clothes and he see's your body and he realizes that he's the only one who gets to see you like this. He sees what other's don't, the way you look and act when you think no one is watching, it is purely exclusive to him. He knows it's creepy, so at first when he notices that he likes watching you a little too much he just buries that feeling deep down and rationalizes that he's only there to protect you. After all, it would be awful if he left you alone when you were in such a beautifully vulnerable state and someone comes rushing in to rob or hurt you, it's necessary for him to be there! Later though he feel better about it when he finds that you leave things for him on your window sill like notes or snacks. He takes that as a sign that you know he's there and that you like it. It can't be creepy if it's consensual.

Another thing he likes is cock warming. He likes it mainly as a kink but he thinks about it as training. For dear god of course he wants to move and fuck you, but it's a battle of self-control. How long can he take it before the urge to hold you still in place by your hips and ram his cock into you and make you his personal flesh-light, to drill so deep inside you and pump you so full of cum that you’d be stuffed like a cream puff. It turns him just a bit feral, but whether he's able to hold back or not, it’s still satisfying to do.

There is another kink that he has that has a lot to do with self control is orgasm control. He wants you to edge him and tell him when, where, and how to cum. Not to say that he can't be dominant or doesn't like being dominant during sex or in your relationship, but he likes it when your in control. For someone who in charge of a team that has saved the world and keeps the city safe all the time, he likes it when he can let go and have someone take care of him for a while.

Raphael:

Raph is unapologetically animalistic and all of his kinks make that fact very obvious. What he realizes very early in your relationship is that you like that part about him. If you wanted a normal human relationship with cute domestic moments then you would have just dated a human, and if you wanted a gentle giant then you probably would have been more attracted to one of his brothers rather than the most aggressive turtle on the team. Not to say he's constantly mean to you, but he knows you're not as fragile as you seem. So he's not scared to show you what he likes when you tell him you're ready for him.

His main kink is breeding, he loves holding you down and fucking your from behind. There is just something so satisfying about reaching the deepest part of you and cumming, it feels like he claimed you as his mate and you belong to only him. This is due to being a little bit of territorial. As a turtle he is territorial in nature, but he is more territorial than his brothers. This not just when it comes to you but everything he knows is his. It's the animal nature of his that finds it so pleasing that no one else can have you and that you're stuck with him. He knows that he can't really get you pregnant because biological it just wouldn’t work and he doesn't really want kids anyway, but likes the thought of you being stuck with him for the rest of your life. It’s kinda toxic but that just makes it more appealing. At the end of the day, he wants to see his cum streaming out of your cunt, your face is flushed red and you looked fucked out of your mind, it reminds him that you don't want to leave him, and if you did you can't, you're too addicted to him.

Raph has mild dacryphilia, he likes it when you cry. He's not particularly a sadist, like he doesn't like to see you upset. But when you become overwhelmed he just think you look so pretty, and when you cry on his dick then it’s just the prettiest things he's ever seen. He wants to see you cry and gag while trying to deep throat his cock, he wants to wipe them away and help you out with the fruitless task.

He is also praise/degradation. He wants you to look for validation from him, but he also look for it from you. When you degrade him it motivates him to do better. When you praise him it feels so warm and good that it gets him hard. He becomes so needy for it that it almost seems cute. You praise/degrade him in and out of the bedroom, and when you do he acts like a puppy begging for a treat, he's all over you craving more.

Donatello:

I often write Donnie as either a dom or a sub because I honestly see him as a switch, but for request sake I will be talking about dom Donnie because I think dom Donnie is really kinky. I imagine him like a sadistic mad scientist.

Not surprisingly, one of the things he's into is using sex toys. This is because he would make his own sex toys and he finds pleasure in making something creative to make you feel good. He could just attach several different sex toys to you and just watch as you squirm and moan and cum over and over again, he finds it entertaining.

He's also a exhibitionist/voyeur, he want to praise and degrade you in front of a mirror as you watch yourself get fucked by him, but he also wants to watch you you through a security camera as you walk around in public with a tentacle shaped vibrator inside you. He knows he can't be seen by people, but he really wants others to know what he can do to you, how crazy he makes you. He want you to know too, to know exactly who's in control and for you to know how cute you looked while being pleasured by him.

Donnie also likes orgasm control, but not in the same way as his brother. For one thing, he wants to be in control of yours, not the other way around. Two, he'll edge you for a while and then when he's ready he'll let you cum, but then he doesn't let you stop, he'll force you to keep going until you beg him to stop and even then he might consider saying no. This is why sex with him take hours and it leaves you shaking and out of breath.

Michelangelo:

Mikey is mild compared to his brothers, but he is curious, and through his curiosity he's found a few things he really likes doing with you.

The first thing he found that he likes is bondage. He likes how much you squirm and move, you can't stop him from doing whatever he want to you, and since he's the curious type it's a lot of him being handsy and exploring your body and watching your reactions. He also likes when you tie him up to, specifically with hit own bandana or even his nunchucks. He likes how nervous he feels and exciting it is for you to be in control and him to feel so helpless to your mercy. You could anything to him and he couldn't stop you, you could whole-ass handcuff him and constrict his cock with his own bandana and force him watch you eat his last slice of pizza while you're half naked and he couldn't do anything against it.

Another thing is that he’s kind of into bringing food into the bedroom. Honey and whip cream are his favorite. He wants to put honey on you and lick you up and down like a lollipop. He thinks the sweetness makes the whole experience that much better, but he understands that it can get sticky and messy so he’ll understand if you say no, but he’ll keep asking for it anyway.

This isn't really a kink but something he just really likes doing. He loves performing cunnilingus, he loves it most when you're sitting on his face and ride his tongue. You taste so good and the feeling of your pussy clamping down on his tongue is so fun. He wants to be trapped and suffocated you your thighs as you hump his face, he loves when your rough with him just to chase your own high. He especially loves the end of it when you cum and his whole face is covered by your arousal and is drip from down his face.

Deserves another reblog

Pillow Wars - TMNT HC's

TURTLE DOVES!

I hope y'all are doing well and staying safe 🥰😘

This evening I will be answering a FABULOUS ask from @lec743

The original ask:

Can you write a story about the reader (or an OC of your choice idc) having an all out Pillow War with one of the turtles (I'd prefer it to be all four of them but that's my only preference so you can make the singular choice of turtle if your adamant about sticking to one character at a time). I want mayhem! I want blood (the blood being silly string)! I want the king to fall to their pillowy demise! laughs evil-y clears throat Anyway, I don't want there to be any romance in it, maybe just playful flirting… And that just about covers it. Hope I'm not asking too much from you.

I had a lot of fun writing this! Thank you so much for indulging me with hilarity and shenanigans!!!

I hope you like it 😘

Warnings: swearwords, fluffy butt whooping, and lots of fun 😂

Another attempt at Gender Neutral reader insert - please be kind about any mistakes I may have overlooked 💜

Shout out to my girl @leosgirl82 for being my second set of eyes and the other half of my brain

Scooby Drew strikes again 😂🥰😘💜

Reblogs only please!

Pillow Wars

Pillow Wars 

Same ol' same ol'

You get to the lair

Raph is thumbing through a motorcycle magazine

Mike is sitting in the recliner playing a game

Don is in the lab 

Leo is locked in his room doing GOD knows what

And you're bored.

And since no one wants to entertain you

*ominous music*

It's time to shake things up

If your memory serves you correctly

Michelangelo

Needs a good ass beating

For eating all the homemade cookies that you brought down 

For EVERYONE to enjoy

However

You walked in on him

LICKING THE CONTAINER CLEAN

Despite your warnings 

Of his untimely demise 

If he ate all four dozen cookies

And didn't leave anything but crumbs

For everyone else.

Again.

That asshole decided to eat everything

Crumbs included.

SO

You throw a pillow at Raph

Because you KNOW he gives a good butt whooping

And you keep walking like nothing happened

Just to stand on the sidelines to watch as the chaos ensues

Making Mike look like the culprit

Raph looks up from his magazine

*Unimpressed Raph*

*Big eyed Mike*

"Oh yeah? You little sh*t?"

Mike pleads innocence

Raph isn't buying it

Pummels Mike with a non-stop barrage of pillows

Including the couch cushions

Mike is screaming for help like a dramatic five year old

Yells for Leo to "save meeeeee"

Enter unimpressed™ Leo

He had been reading.

TF you two, cut the crap before you break something.

Mike and Raph stop for a moment 

And look at each other with huge smiles

"Like your FACE!" Yells Mike

Insert Mike and Raph pelting Leo with all the pillows.

That's it.

Leo picks up the pillows and GOES AFTER Mike

Insert Mike screaming like a five year old again.

You run to the lab and get Don

OMG DON 

MIKE NEEDS HELP

LIKE NOW

Don jumps up from his desk 

And takes off at full speed out of the lab

You follow him 

But not close

Because you're snickering

"WHAT IS GOING ON?!" 

Don is in a panic upon seeing Raph holding Mike down so Leo can beat the shit out of him with a pillow.

Mike is still screaming like a Meemie

Everyone stops

And looks at Don

Pillow fluff is everywhere

Feathers are floating down like snow

Leo and Raph get up and point at Mike

Simultaneously they yell

"HE STARTED IT!"

Mike pleads innocence again.

You pick up one of the pillows 

That had mysteriously ended up in the hall

*Wink wink*

And smack Don in the back of the head

Oops

You meant for it to hit his shell

😬☠️

Don turns around slowly

*Chucky vibes*

His glasses have half fallen off his face.

He walks over to you 

S L O W L Y

He holds out a hand

A pillow materializes in his palm

*Samurai yelling as all 4 of them come after you*

*Get the snot beaten out of you*

You have fluff coming out of your ears

And feathers in places they shouldn't be

Don helps you up

Everyone is chuckling and cleaning up 

When all of a sudden

Five pillows are whipped

At the speed of light

Smacking each of you square in the face

You all turn

And see…

SPLINTER?!

With his arsenal of pillows 

Ready ...

For round two

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Insomnia has been hell for a couple of weeks and this helps. Something has shifted. I feel...relaxed.

Interesting how stories, the images that are drawn in your mind, can change your brain ways and body chemistry. I think I'll be able to sleep soon.

Thank you for the wonderful moment of security and peace.

Fulfilling Wishes

Hello Turtle Doves 😘

My insomnia would like to gift you some self-indulgent turtle-men comfort 💙❤️💜🧡🐢

Warning: mentions anxiety, and hints at depression.

NSFW ish? I guess? mostly fluff.

This is my first time attempting Gender Neutral, I apologize for any mistakes.

This was also my first attempt at a Reader x "Your choice of turtle" insert.

Please enjoy my bravery 😂😘🥰

18+ content - for mature audiences only!

Reblogs only, please!

Fulfilling Wishes

It was cold, and the rain pelted down on your bedroom window so loudly that you were unable to sleep.

You missed him.

And it was ridiculous because you had just seen him less than four hours ago while having dinner with him and his family. 

Your family. They had taken you in and accepted you immediately after meeting them all. They had all been your saving grace. But he had been your real hero.

You had met him accidentally when you got lost down a dark back alley, trying to navigate your way home from a new job. Your phone had died, leaving you without the GPS, and an anxiety attack was on the rise. 

No friends. No family. No one to worry about where you were and whether or not you made it home safely.

He seemingly popped up from nowhere as you gasped for the air that refused to stay in your lungs long enough for you to calm down.

After talking to you for a few minutes and asking you some interesting questions, you realized that you were breathing normally again, which made you smile at him.

He smiled back and asked if he could help you get home, which you were incredibly grateful for, and took him up on the offer before he could even finish his question. 

You sighed as you lay there reminiscing and worrying about your vigilante friend and his brothers out in the horrendous weather. 

The longer you thought about all of them, the more you secretly wished he was there with you - all cuddled-up safe and watching a movie, like the two of you always did during the horrible weather. Or after a long shitty day. He was your safety blanket. Always there for you when you needed him.

And he was literally like a blanket. All warm and cuddly. You loved when he had those powerful arms wrapped around you, squeezed up against his chest. The way his steady breathing created the illusion of calming waves as his strong heartbeat erased your anxiety and stress from the long, awful day.

And he had a way with you. When no one else could cheer you up or calm you down, it was always him who knew the right words to say. He knew exactly what you needed emotionally, and he never failed to deliver it in abundance.

You yearned for his gentle touch and to hear his low voice whispering in your ear. You loved the way he would trace his finger down your arm… Or make little designs in the palm of your hand whenever you sat together.

It was always so… Platonic.

And you wished it wasn't.

Because you loved him.

As more than just a friend…

He filled the void in your heart that had almost consumed you all those years ago when you had lost your way - more than down a dark alley.

Even though you wished it wasn't, you knew it was that whole best friend thing.

The way he knew you better than anyone else ever could. The way he took time to truly understand you. The way he was so deliberate in the attention and affection he showered you with…

You heard the unmistakable sound of the living room window opening and closing.

His window.

You lifted and turned your head just in time to see the beautiful green of his skin in the glow of your white fairy lights that outlined the ceiling in your room.

"You're awake," he whispered, stripping his gear, and himself, right down to his boxer briefs.

He grabbed your bath towel from the hook on your closet door and dried himself off real quick.

Meanwhile, you were having an internal scream fest at the fact that this sexy-ass turtle-man was getting ready to climb into your bed… With you… In nothing but his underwear.

"Is it ok?" He asked, frozen in place and looking down at you with concern.

"Of course," you told him, trying to sound casual.

As you faced the wall, laying on your side, you felt as the bed dipped behind you, and his warm body pressed against yours; those big arms of his slowly snaking their way around your middle and squeezing you closer to him.

"Thank you," you whispered, more to the Gods who had listened and answered your prayers, than to him.

"For what?" He practically purred in your ear.

"For being you," you told him, not knowing what else to say without making it weird.

He was quiet, but you could feel his unasked question floating around in the air.

"For always being there for me," you continued, "for everything you do…" you paused, contemplating your next statement.

"For fulfilling my needs…" you whispered.

You felt him squeezing you tighter, his snout nuzzling your neck behind your ear, as he took a deep breath in.

You felt his breath on your ear as he asked you the golden question…

"Do I fulfill all of your needs?" 

Time had stopped momentarily as hope surged through your entire being.

"Almost," you whispered.

His lips ghosted their way across the shell of your ear.

"What am I not fulfilling?" His voice was low and husky, "Because I want to fulfill all of your needs," he breathed out.

You turned your head to look at him, but your eyes didn't make it past his lips.

There it was, the delicious feeling you'd been dying for, as he brushed his lips against yours. But he pulled back too soon. 

You slipped your hand up behind his neck and pulled his lips to yours, eliciting a moan from him.

In one swift move, he had rolled you onto your back and caged you underneath him with his arms, kissing you as fervidly as you were kissing him.

After he'd regained control of his emotions, he broke the kiss and smiled down at you.

"I think I'm in love with you," you blurted out. 

His eyes got wide, but his smile got wider.

"I think I have been for a long time…" He told you.

"Really?" You squeaked, shocked by his confession.

"You couldn't tell? I've been trying to make moves on you since the day you smiled at me in that dark alley," He admitted, right before he began kissing you again and continuing to love you for the rest of the night.

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When you're known for Leo-Love, you're known for Leo-Love. 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Ohhh found another one!

IMAGINE...

You drop by the lair unexpectedly.

You are greeted by a big bear hug from Mikey upon entering

Then you make your rounds,

You give Donnie a hug as he's engrossed in his computer screens,

You find Red doing push-ups so you climb on and perform a riding hug,

Then you go searching for Blue, knowing where you'll find him, in the dojo.

Blue is always practicing.

However, your presence wasn't expected, so Blue is in lounge wear doing his roundhouse kicks

And when you walk in, this is what you see...

And your obsession intensifies 100x 😍🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵💀💀💀💀

@kokosworld95 @thelaundrybitch

I'm all about the Shock & Awe

@thelaundrybitch @kokosworld95

This cracks me up!

Look what I just found on FB. I love people who keep creating for the guys, it keeps my little heart beating.

@thelaundrybitch @leoandraphssoulmate @kokosworld95

This those who criticize that we write the guys as having too much of a happy ending watch until the end, the 2nd time is messier than the first

I say we don't write them as having enough of a happy ending. Think about the size difference between this guy and the TMNT boys.

Surf's up baby.

Lmao 🤣 Yes, all the way yes.

Turtle 🌶️Shenanigans🌶️

I'm back with more shenanigans my Turtledoves.

➡️ Aged-up, adult turts

It's nekked Turtle time friendos

(Spurred on by @the-cauldron-witch @thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos @sophiacloud28 - I love you guys lmao)

💙Leonardo💙

⚔️Leo absolutely does tai chi in the nude. In his room. Candles lit.

⚔️Leo will quickly run from his room to the bathroom all nakey after tai chi.

⚔️Has tripped and fallen on his face when he encountered you walking to his room to find him

⚔️Hands flying to his dinky doo with a mortified expression in the process 

💜Donatello💜

👓DonDon needs an occasional airing out.

👓Locks himself in his lab and just walks about with his schlong flopping along.

👓His bros know if the door is locked - knock at own risk

👓Because he has and WILL answer the door as is

👓they have absolutely sent his love interest to knock on more than one occasion

🧡Michelangelo🧡

🍕Michelangelo - biggest offender- will walk around the lair in his birthday suit after showering.

🍕Every. Single. Time.

🍕He needs to "air dry"

🍕Got a swift whip to the ass cheek by unimpressed rat dad's tail for doing it when company was over

❤️Raphael❤️

🧶Sleeps ass naked

🧶Will get up and tiptoe to the fridge to down half a gallon of milk in the middle of the night.

🧶Sans panties.

🧶screamed like a fucking girl when he bumped into you as he was on his way back to his room with a handful of cookies that Mike left on the counter to be shared. Cookie crumbs and pieces EVERYWHERE.

⬇️Michelangelo Menace Hamato⬇️

✨Leo in his room doing his tai chi✨

Y/N: Standing at Leo's door with a look of confused contemplation

Mike: *coming down the hall with an armload of clean laundry* Oh hey! What's up Y/N??

Y/N: I'm looking for Leo... Raph said he was in his room...

Mike: Oh! He's definitely in his room angelcakes! *Sly grin* "Lemme get the door for you!"

Y/N: But I knocked and he didn't ans-

Mike: *clicks open door* Hey Leo!

Leo: THE FUCK MI- 😳

Mike: *Laughing so hard that nothing is coming out except a few wheezing sounds*

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