#rottmnt x reader art

[radicallxser]

here's this? i tried to finish it but can't color for shit so just a sketch !

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

𝐓𝐚𝐩 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲! ^^

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𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐌𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧!!!

𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 :]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧! 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰-

💜𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍💜

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜! 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐘/𝐍 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 ^^

𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐊𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲! 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰.

𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐊𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞.

𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐢𝐧, 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭! 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐥' 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞.

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐊𝐫𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞? 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐰! 💜💜

[notjustdragonspages]

Pov: Work turtle checking you out ❤️

[yanteetle]

My brother made this edit 😭

I LOVE THE EDIT HELLO?? Have this humble animation in return, and say hi to your brother for me, I found the edit very amusing :)) ❤️ (I had this animation for a few months but Ive given up on trying to finish it, so theres some messed up frames here and there. Either way, please take care and have a nice day!)

[khayalli]

haha what a dumbass. imagine tracking your stats just because you blush now (i'm deeply unwell for him)

a bonus that i cba to colour

[sweaterrat]

“Beautiful?”

lemlav for the soul <3 🍋🪻

[chaoticspeedrun]

Recolored this one on a wim because I hated how the past version looked.

[harveylikestoart]

C-cringetoberrrr…

Day 11: Yandere (*looks into the audience* my apologies.)

[doumakei]

"Dearest, Darling, my universe.. ♡"

ref:

date idea its the apocalypse we go to an abandoned building dress up in wedding attire and then have a fake wedding that gets ruined by an entity in the form of a cube that's there to kill us both and then we die together... so romatic fr !

srry for how messy it is i just love this mv holy shit

[girl-loves-nerds]

"Are you sniffing my hair?"

"Negative. I'm breathing through my nose."

I love Donnie naked, he's so cute-

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Kicking.

Warnings: slight swearing, pregnancy things.

💜Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ💜

I feel it’s a very well-known fact that Donatello Hamato tends to get zero sleep. None. Zilch. He has technology to explore, inventions to create. He has to keep their hideout and base protected from Krang outside. He had three children up to this point, One five year old Karai and a one year old Jeremiah- let alone another child on the way he had to stress over… He had no time for such a silly thing as sleep!

Well, that was his opinion… Until his wife demanded he come to bed after she was able to see the horrible, dark, circles under his eyes- much to his dismay.

So after Tamsin made him shower, finish up anything he needed to do, and kissed his little ones goodnight, she made him crawl straight into bed- like he was some kind of toddler put to sleep early for a punishment.

Now, this wasn’t the worst part of it- as getting him to bed was hard, actually getting the softshell to sleep was a different story.

When Donnie sleeps he sleeps- he crashes. Fully sprawled out and drooling from the mouth as snores fill the room-and probably won’t wake up to the sound of explosions outside… But to even get to the stage takes about an hour- so then you have to put up with light sleeper Donnie. Any movement, any rustle of soft sheets made his eyes shoot wide open and stay wide away for another two hours.

It obviously didn’t bother Donnie, but it damn sure did bother everyone else in the lair, given the fact once he was awake, he’d go right back to his lab and busy himself.

So here he was, laying with his back to Tamsin, eyes closed as he felt his thoughts begin to slow, his body relaxing more and more into the soft cushions of their bed, almost readying to fall into a deep slumber.

But of course, something had to happen when he was this close to getting a normal amount of sleep: the soft sound of shifting sheets. Curses.

Donnie’s eyes slowly opened, not moving from his spot as he listened to the noise a few times, feeling the space against his back move with sound, a small tired sigh escaping here and there as well. It was Tamsin.

Tamsin tossed and turned; brows furrowed in frustration as she tried to find the right position to sleep in that would calm this baby down- but nothing was working. Apparently she wasn’t the only one tossing and turning.

She let out an exasperated sigh, throwing the covers off of her body and sitting upright in bed, slumping against the bedframe in defeat, staring down at her stomach with irritation. This little guy was a fighter, and it was like this anytime Tamsin wasn’t up and moving- so, fun for her.

“Come on, buddy, I need sleep too…” She whispered, her voice a bit tired and weak as she placed her hand to rest atop her stomach, petting slow circles to where she had recently gotten the attack of kicks.

‘Kick.’ There goes another. Right smack dabbed on her hand- as if the kid was smacking her hand away!

She pouted letting out one more defeated huff as she looked up at the ceiling, closing her eyes to try and fight off any wave of emotions she could sense were just waiting for her dam to break.

She felt the bed bend in weight as someone to her side moved, copying her actions of sitting upright in the bed. She didn’t need to open her eyes to know it was Donnie, sensing the burning gaze he was sending her way.

“… Everything alright?” He said, his voice was a bit louder than she thought, seeing he spoke in a voice that was barely a whisper, more mixed of a quieter normal voice.

She finally craned her neck to him, opening her eyes to be met with a bit of concern for Donnie’s features, his arms rested on his legs he at bent a bit upward, hunched over slightly so his elbows could reach where they rested on his knees.

She swallowed thickly, head drooping down to her stomach, eyes stinging as she stared longer. “I can’t sleep, it won’t let me.” She finally spoke, poking her tummy harshly, earning another rude kick which caused her to grunt a bit.

Donnie quizzically glanced between Tamsin and her stomach, watching through the strands of her messy hair as she had her lips formed into a tight frown, eyes glossed over as she fought back any more crying.

She was trying. She really was, but it was beginning to be so frustrating, and it was getting harder to act like it wasn’t becoming unbearable.

Donnie’s eyes widened in alarm, quickly shifting so his posture straightening as a reflex and quickly reaching over and moving away the tangled hair from her face, placing it behind her ear. “Hey, don’t cry. You know it won’t help.” He said softly, keeping his hand against her face.

She only nodded slowly, blinking fiercely to keep the tears from threatening to fall. “I don’t know why it’s so mean to me.” She spoke shakily, sniffling a bit as she poked her stomach again- her answer was two kicks this time.

Donnie blinked, his lips twitching upward a bit. The sight was… Adorable. It was obvious the little guy was a spit fire like it’s mom, and seeing they were already at each other’s throats before the baby was even born.

He tried his best to hold back even a dry scoff- he wasn’t in the mood to get kicked out, so he let out a content hum, shimmying off the bed with a slump over the edge- making Tam let out a noise of alarm.

He quickly poked his head back up, throwing his body onto the bed, laying on his stomach. He was at level with her tummy, resting his chin in the palm of his hand, using his other hand to tap anxiously against her belly.

“Hey in there,” He spoke, squishing his face against her stomach, his voice a bit muffled.

“Don- what the hell are you doing-?" Tamsin yelped a bit, trying to keep a laugh in. Donnie didn’t answer, continuing to speak to the baby.

“You need to calm down, just a little bit. It’s not nice to hurt your mama while she’s sleeping.” He scolded, placing both his hands to her stomach now, like one would grabbing someone’s face. “So, stooop ittttt.” He drawled out, squinting playfully.

Just as soon as he stopped his little tangent, he was kicked right in the snout, so harsh it caused him to real his head back, the most offended look on his face as his mouth went agape in alarm. Tamsin tried desperately to hold back her laughing now, placing her hands to her mouth as a few wheezes escaped.

“Oh, so you have your moms temper I see…” He glared, but he was grinning wildly, squishing his nose against her stomach again. “Hey! Why are you bringing me into this?” She whispered harshly, gently smacking the back of his head with an amused smile.

“Look, Now you’re both abusing me.” He accused, playing a pout on his lips as he turned his head to look up at her, in return he was flicked in the forehead. “Better?” He asked, his tone now soft as he rested his head fully against her now, body relaxing.

Tamsin nodded, placing her hand against Donnie’s head, watching as he gave a small grin in response. “A lot, thank you.” She whispered. Donnie hummed in response, slowly closing his eyes, Tamsin later following suit.

And that’s how the rest of the night went, anytime the baby would start rolling or kicking, Donnie would make himself known, tapping back, or shushing it softly- which seemed to help a little bit, it was enough for him, seeing Tamsin sleeping soundly with soft snores escaping her.

“You better be a lot more mellow when you’re born.” He said, after he got another of the many kicks to the head.

💜Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ💜

[notjustdragonspages]

Pov: eepy turtle wants affection

[yanteetle]

Do you have any more yan!Raph sketches you'd be willing to share? 👉👈

Because like idk how to describe it the way you draw him is just so cuddly and omg my sweet slightly insane baby-- 😔🙏

(No pressure or anything sorry if this comes off as kinda demanding!!)

sure thing! I have a few Raph sketches that I don't really plan on finishing, so I may as well dump it here :)) I love him so much I need to draw him more <33 I loved the idea that before kidnapping y/n, he'd made a plushie of them and knit cute little blankets and outfits for them while kissing the mini yn plushie goodnight and tucking them in bed. He's just a little guy, tootally not capable of murder or anything :D

[khayalli]

some soft, sweet and domestic moments for the boys this valentines day!

[sweaterrat]

lemlav kiss featuring Human donnie (NOT CLICKBAIT!!!!)

[mermmarie]

“Welcome back, stranger.”

The dice left his hands. Luck had been on your side. He landed on Boardwalk. “Pay up.” You brought your head up to smirk. Donnie reached for his bills when his hand halted. You didn’t need to know what the properties were worth. He did all the math for you. All you needed to see was the exact moment he realized he didn’t have enough. It was divine. “Aw…” Your voice raised several octaves. “Don’t have enough?” Donnie’s hand shook from where it was hovering. You took another languid sip from your straw. “Wow, must be tough to know you were beat by superior players.” Donnie launched himself over the table. Your arms shot out and your drink left your hand. The last thing you saw was Dean in motion before Donnie’s weight collided with you. The two of you slid all the way across the hardwood floor into a nearby wall. There was then a resounding clatter and you opened your eyes deliriously to watch as monopoly money floated through the air. Kaleb let out a roar and shot out of his chair. You looked down at Donnie to find him watching you with huge eyes. There was an open confusion there as he hadn’t quite put together what happened. You didn’t feel any pain despite being halfway across the room and found yourself bundled in his arms with his face to your chest. Staring at his owlish form, your lips wrinkled until you burst out laughing.

Chapter 17 of Weak Spot

@afreakingdork Idk maybe I'm weird but I really loved this part. 😭💜