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Donatello shenanigans based on my interaction with another Donnie pfp user in the server. I enjoyed it so much XD

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Everyone gets to thirdwheel these bozos [Refs I used vv]

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My first ever Leotello fanart! XD Had a cowablast with this one

Based on this DTIYS/WTIYS! ^0^/

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This sketch is before I realized Leon is gravid vvv

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[12!R x 18!D] Just hanging out feat. Chompy

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Whoops an accident :))

Bonus:

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They're fighting bad guys! :)) I like to imagine them teaming up and have those moments huhuhu~ Not like they're conscious of it tho lol

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listen. I had to do it. the eyeliner meme was too perfect not to do with these two

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One of those ship dynamic eyes thing but both are staring back (coloured version vvv)

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You looked at him in the eyes, Donnieboy Your fate is sealed.

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Well look what we have here~

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2012-fied 18!Donnie met Rise-fied 12!Raph. Don's a very territorial turtle, isn't he?

2012-fied Donnie Checkout here to see the full 2nd pic.

The Rise-fied 12!Raph is designed by @.omgwtfneo Love their art so much XD

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Tcest Week

Prompt Laughing

It was inspired by Barracuda by TurtleMouse

It was suppose to be them laughing, however,  it ended up …. more feral than I planned

Bonus

Close up to their faces

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Leo knows that he's overprotective. It's a trait of his that his brothers have complained about over and over again, but he can't help it. They're his brothers, his family, his everything; it is his job--no, his duty--to keep them safe. So he is overprotective. He asks for check ins, he keeps an eye on them topside, and he's always watching for injuries. Leo's overprotective and he knows it.

Sometimes that manifests in him walking around the lair as everyone sleeps, making sure they're in bed and sleeping and breathing. The part of him that makes his heart race, the part that makes him pace for hours on end, the part that Donnie calls PTSD-induced anxiety, is only satisfied after he knows that his family is safe.

It's on one of those nights, when it's like his very mind is itching and his lungs don't want to work until he's sure, that he finds Mikey. He's just checked on Donnie--for once, his genius brother is in bed instead of asleep on his desk--and Mikey is the last one before Leo goes to bed.

He silently makes his way to his brother's room, stops by the door, and goes to open it, confident that Mikey is asleep since he always is at this time--when he hears a low moan. Leo freezes, blood rushing to his face. Oh.

He... Should have expected this at some point. He's walked in on Raph and Donnie but never Mikey, so he really should have expected this but--

He didn't. Now he's frozen in place, mouth dry as he listens to his baby brother touch himself.

Normally he's able to shake himself loose from the mortification and flee. Normally he's able to leave and go to his room and pretend that it never happened. But right now he can't. In fact, he's leaning closer, straining to catch more of the noises Mikey will make.

The sound of moving sheets and the quiet squeaks of the old mattress. A sigh and the soft squelch of something thrusting in and out of--of--

"Leo," Mikey groans. Leo almost chokes and can't stop himself from peeking into his brother's room. Mikey's on his bed, back arched the best it can be with his shell, two fingers buried in his cloaca. His eyes are half lidded and trained on the ceiling and his fingers are glistening--

Arousal begins to bubble in Leo's gut and he can't seem to look away as Mikey's cock drops and his baby brother wraps his free hand around it. Leo watches, mouth open, feeling himself start to grow wet, as Mikey desperately jerks himself off, calling Leo's name the entire time.

When Mikey's head turns to look at the door, Leo bolts, heartbeat thundering in his ears. He slams his door shut behind him, slumping against it and staring down at where his own cock stands tall. He groans and sinks to the ground, covering his face in shame.

"What is wrong with me?" he mutters in despair, and resolutely does not touch himself. Nope. He's fallen this far. He isn't going to fall farther. Instead, he drags himself to bed and desperately tries to empty his mind.

Tomorrow is going to be so awkward. He's just lucky Mikey didn't know he was there.

(Across the lair, Mikey grins to himself. Ha! He knew Leo would be into it. Now he just has to get his brother to come into the room instead of just watching.

Another day, maybe.)

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Donnie could have just as easily gotten a crush on Kirby as April. Imagine the 2012 series in which he is obsessed, not with dating her, but proving that he'd be the best possible step-dad.

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Is it funnier if Donnie is very obvious that Kirby is the object of his affection, or if he's juuusssttt ambiguous enough about it that everyone still thinks he's into April.

Because there is the obvious hilarity of Donnie openly lusting for a man these times his age, all the while his brothers, father, and said man's daughter are forced to endure it,

But imagine.

Donnie spending all of his time trying to bond with and impress April, being very clear that Casey is in no way worthy of her, and just generally being his obsessive weirdo self, leaving everyone to conclude that he's into April... and then he turns eighteen and puts the moves on Mr. O'Neil.

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proceeds to 2012-ify your Rise!Donatello

I've always headcanon 18!Don with yellow-golden eyes. Im a sucker for complimentary colours.

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Thinking abt Leo being open about his affections to Mikey,,, like:

Whenever Leo walks into a room or place Mikey’s in, he’ll place a kiss on his forehead and then greet the others. Mikey just giggles at the open shows of affection from his mate.

Leo holds Mikey by the waist whenever they are close, he kisses Mikey’s knuckles and says “all better” after patrol even if they didn’t fight anyone; he interlocks their hands together and swings them when they walk.

He puts a possessive hand over Mikey’s tights when they’re sitting, squishing and rubbing mindlessly; Mikey jokes that’s the way he stims the same way Mikey moves his leg without thinking.

He whispers little sweet nothings into Mikey’s ear when they’re hanging out with others, never anything dirty, just how much he loves him or how Raph looks uglier than usual, making Mikey laugh, and oh, he loves to kiss Mikey when he’s laughing, to pull him closer and caressing his cheeks, doesn’t matter if it’s Mikey who holds him by his waist or pins him against any wall, it makes it even better actually.

And just as with many things, he lets Mikey play with the tails of his mask; he kisses all the freckles in Mikey’s face and body whenever he can, and places their foreheads together after making out.

Leo hugs Mikey, he cuddles him whenever he gets the opportunity: watching a movie and puts Mikey in his lap; when they’re about to sleep and Mikey wants to be the little spoon or use him as his pillow or personal weighted blanket, doesn’t matter because Leo will do whatever Mikey wants.

And yet he’s the lucky one, he’s the one taking Mikey’s mask off before going to bed after all, and he’s the one kissing Mikey’s beak with such gentleness when getting ready to sleep. They become a mangled mess when sleeping, always close and not a single inch of their bodies not touching under the blankets and soft pillows.

He leaves love bites on that lil spot between Mikey’s neck and shoulder and he’ll hide his face there while sitting on Mikey’s lap.

He rests against Mikey’s side, and kisses his shoulder; and Mikey loves to play with their foot under the table while having dinner.

He lets Mikey scrub his shell when bathing, he lets himself get taken care of and tries his best to enjoy it all.

They love each other so much, that Leo can’t even bear to think about a world where he’s not with Mikey, where Mikey isn’t there to comfort him after an ugly dream turned traumatic flashback in the cold nights of winter, you know?

They’re in love your honor🥹