#tmnt mikey 2007

[oozedninjas]

Drunk for you~

Warnings: 18+ / NSFW / MDNI / Ninja guys are late twenties / Happy Valentine's Day!! ❤️

Pussy! drunk Leo holds you tightly close to his chest, fisting your face with a full hand as he forces you to look at him because, fuck, you're so hot when you come.

Pussy!drunk Leo moans into your mouth as he pounds frantically into you, dizzy in the feeling of your cunt around him. Mmm, so fucking tight.

Pussy!drunk Leo whispers the best degradation-praise combos in your ear with a breathy, raspy tone that drives you crazy. He can't have enough. Squirm more to his words. Be louder, scratch his shell harder. Shit, he's so close—

Pussy!drunk Leo knows he has to pull out but it feels so freaking good that he can't bring himself to do so, especially not when you're begging him to breed you so much. Shit, you're gonna be the end of him.

Pussy!drunk Raph relentlessly fucks you from behind in front of your bedroom mirror. Fuck, he's so big, stretching you so good it has you on the verge of turning stupid.

Pussy!drunk Raph fucks you up and down his dick like a small fuck toy, too lost in pleasure to do nothing but hold onto his shoulders as he manhandles you all he wants. 

Pussy!drunk Raph barely allows you to breathe as he devours your mouth, groaning agast your lips with each new thrust. God, he loves it when he's so overstimulated that it's almost too much. His cum is dripping from you, and the sounds of your flesh slapping have Raph craving to come again. Can you? Just one more time, doll. Fuck, please. 

Pussy!drunk Donatello drinks you up eagerly. His tongue feels heavenly over your clit, he knows. You're tugging him too much to keep him there for it to not. That's right, darling, come on his face�� Yeah, like that, damn good.

Pussy!drunk Donatello enjoys himself so much that suddenly all inhibitions are thrown out the window, and he's shamelessly moaning, mouth open as a trail of drool rolls out the corner of his mouth. You feel so good~

Pussy!drunk Donatello loves having your tongue down his throat, claiming him vehemently as your hands scratch the side of his shell, just where it joins to his plastron. The sound that escapes him is everything but human.

Pussy!drunk Mikey can't keep his hands out of you. He slips his palm up your thigh under the table, only stopping when he's met with your warm cunt. Leaking for him just by his slightest touch? Aw, you're so cute! 

Pussy!drunk Mikey can't hold back once he starts kissing you. It's like he physically needs the heat emanating from your body. He wants to rob it, keep it alongside you, so deep inside that it deliciously burns.

Pussy!drunk Mikey inhales your scent from the crock of your neck and lets out a mix between a sigh and a soft moan. He pulls you closer, fucking himself deeper in you. You're so soft, so his, from now to forever.

[thursdaysyme]

tmnt 2007 doodles between homework assignments

[nosleep83]

I’ve been in the tmnt fandom for a while now and I have come to the conclusion that every version of Mikey is either a sweet baby boy or a pothead

To clear things up a bit I made this.

[up-the-anti]

the coolest kids at the end of the world

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Ok so this is more of a headcanon/scenario request:

Which Turtle is likely to fuck reader so hard the bed breaks under them? (In detail, if possible 😏)

Would They Break The Bed? (18+)

2007!Turtles x reader

A/N: Tbh, they are mutants. If they wanted to break the bed, they would do it😂 Anyway, I gave the wheel a spin, and it decided on 2007 TMNT, so I hope you’ll enjoy💚

All characters are aged up.

Warnings: Furniture and things breaking during sex, and sex lol.

Leonardo:

Leo is the least likely to break the bed while fucking you. That does not mean that he doesn’t go hard and rough, because damn, he does. It simply is because Leo is very aware of how the bed is going, while he is fucking you into the maddress.

He could be in the middle of turning your world upside down, fucking you so good that you were a moaning and whimpering mess, unable to formulate words, yet he would still notice if the bed’s creaking started to sound a little different under the two of you.

If the bed was about to break, Leo would be quick to notice, and before you would be able to realize anything was happening, Leo would already have you in a different position on a different part of the bed, relieving some of the tension on the bed frame.

But that did not mean in any way that he would slow down, instead wrapping a hand around your neck in whatever position you now found yourself in, telling you how good you were doing for him, continuing to go as hard and fast as before.

It wouldn’t stop the bed from creaking though, and Leo did find some kind of satisfaction in hearing how close the two of you were to breaking the furniture.

Raphael:

Raph is the most likely one to break the bed during sex. Actually, he has already done it a few times. He has broken his bed twice and yours once, costing you a trip to IKEA for a new bed, and a long complaint from your downstairs neighbour.

It was in the middle of the night when Raph had crawled through your window, wasting little time before the two of you were getting busy on your bed, with Raph going to absolute town on you. Your knees pressed to your chest in a mating press, with Raph pounding relentlessly into you, groaning in your ear, telling you how good you felt around him.

The bed was creaking violently, moving back and forth with each of Raph’s thrusts into you. Both of you could hear it, and after having broken Raph’s bed twice, you knew the sound of a bed falling apart. But with how good the two of you were feeling, neither of you cared, too deeply invested in your pleasure.

Suddenly there was a loud crack, followed by a bang. You screamed as the frame of the bed fell to the floor with a loud bang, followed by your neighbor screaming downstairs. But did Raph care? No. Not even a broken bed could stop him from continuing fucking you sensles.

Donatello:

Donnie breaking the bed during sex? Not very likely, but also not impossible. Sure he would make it creak like hell underneath you, making it very obvious what you were doing, even if you somehow managed to keep your sounds quiet.

It was actually quite a problem how noisy Donnie had made yours and his bed. You couldn’t even get ready to sleep him your own bed, without it creaking after the attack Donnie had caused it while fucking your brains out.

But if your bed was creaking badly, then Donnie’s bed was a screaming nightmare. It was loud, moving back and forth with each of Donnie’s thrusts into you, even banging against the wall at full force. But that didn’t do too much to dampen you and Donnie’s mood. Actually, very little could dampen your lustful mood when you were together. But it surely killed the mood for Donnie’s brothers who had to listen to it when they were in their own room.

The loud creaking and banging against the wall was enough to keep all three awake at night. It did muffle out the sounds of you and Donnie’s moans and groans, but the unmistakable sounds of furniture and walls gave you away. And yes, they had yelled at Donnie to get a new bed and move it away from the wall.

Michelangelo:

Well, you, Mikey and furniture had a complicated history to put it lightly. You may not have fully broken a bed together, but you did cause one of the legs on your bed to break beneath you once, where Mikey decided it would be fun to have you bouncing on him at the corner of your bed. Upsi.

One thing was the amount of times the two of you had accidentally knocked things onto the ground while going at it (which happened quite often. Many cups, glasses and lamps have been broken after falling from your nightstands), but nothing could compare to the time you broke not just a couch, but a coffee table as well during the same session.

You and Mikey had the lair to yourselves, so of course you decided to have sex on the couch. And it was there, in the middle of a rough and hot doggy, that the springs under you collapsed, causing the two of you to fall halfway through the couch.

But with you and Mikey being the horny fools that you were, you just moved from the couch to the coffee table. It was here, while you were laying with your back on the table, with Mikey thrusting between your legs, that two legs on the table broke, causing you to slide down onto the ground. And that was how you and Mikey ended up fucking on the floor in the middle of the lair.

[chadobi]

“Heavy Lies the Mask”

Bayverse Leonardo x Reader

Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Argument, Romantic Tension

Warnings: Emotional vulnerability, arguing, slight swearing, comfort, Leo being a stubborn emotionally constipated turtle

The lair was too quiet.

The kind of quiet that followed a verbal explosion, with everyone retreating to their corners to nurse bruised egos and emotions. You could still feel the burn of the tension that had ripped through the team earlier like a live wire. Donatello was holed up in his lab. Mikey hadn’t even tried to be funny when you passed him. Raph had punched a hole in the wall. Again.

And Leonardo was in the dojo, alone.

You stood in the doorway, watching him go through his katas—fluid, sharp, angry. Every movement was just a bit too aggressive. Every strike snapped like a whip, like he was trying to beat the air into submission.

“Rough night?” you asked, leaning against the frame.

He didn’t look at you. “Go home, Y/N.”

“No.”

His jaw twitched. “I’m not in the mood right now.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” you said, walking in. “You yelled at your brothers like they were soldiers in a boot camp. Even Mikey looked scared, and that never happens.”

“They weren’t taking anything seriously,” Leo snapped, stopping mid-swing. “Do you want to tell me how I’m supposed to plan a patrol when Raph argues with everything, Donnie keeps fact-checking me, and Mikey acts like it’s a damn game?”

“They’re trying, Leo. You just didn’t give them a chance to breathe.”

“I gave them direction,” he said stiffly, “and they threw it in my face.”

You crossed your arms. “That’s because you gave orders, not guidance. There’s a difference.”

He turned, finally looking at you—and his eyes were sharp. “So now this is my fault?”

“I didn’t say that,” you shot back. “But maybe you should stop acting like the only one whose opinion matters. You talk like they’re below you.”

“I am the leader.”

“Yeah? Then act like it.” Your voice rose before you meant it to. “Because right now you’re acting like a dictator who’s pissed nobody bowed down.”

Leo’s shoulders rose with a sharp inhale. “You have no idea what kind of pressure I’m under. I have to keep them safe. I have to think ten steps ahead so that one of them doesn’t get stabbed, or shot, or caught—”

“You think they don’t know that?” you snapped. “You think they don’t feel the same fear every time they go topside? You’re not the only one putting your life on the line, Leo. But you act like their safety is all on you. That’s not leadership. That’s martyrdom.”

The words hung in the air like broken glass, and for a moment, neither of you spoke.

Then, more quietly, you said, “You’re their leader. Not their boss. They follow you because they trust you, not because they’re forced to.”

He exhaled, like the words deflated something in him.

“I’m trying,” he said finally. “But if I don’t take control, everything falls apart.”

“No,” you said, stepping closer, voice softer now. “If you don’t let go, you fall apart. And they need you whole, Leo. Not just standing, but present. Human.”

“I’m not—”

“You know what I mean.”

He looked away, jaw clenched tight, like he hated how right you sounded. Like it hurt to be seen this clearly.

You reached out and gently touched his arm. “I know you carry more than your share. I see how hard you try. But you push everyone away when things get tough—including me.”

That hit deeper than you expected. His gaze flicked back to you, and something raw surfaced in his expression.

“I didn’t mean to push you away,” he said, voice barely audible. “But I can’t let myself fall apart. If I do, who’s left to keep us together?

“You don’t have to be made of stone to be strong, Leo.” You stepped closer, reaching for his hand. “You can lean on people. On me.”

He looked down at your intertwined fingers, something shifting behind his eyes. Shame, maybe. Gratitude. A little fear.

“I don’t know how to do that,” he admitted. “Not really.”

You smiled faintly. “Good news: you don’t have to know. You just have to try.”

He let out a long breath, like he’d been holding it for days. Then, slowly, his fingers curled around yours.

“I really screwed things up tonight,” he murmured.

“Not beyond fixing,” you said gently. “But you should talk to them. Not as their leader. As their brother.”

He nodded. A pause, then: “Do you think they hate me right now?”

“They’re pissed,” you said honestly. “But they love you. That’s why it hurts when you act like this. You matter too much to them.”

Leo swallowed hard and glanced at you again. His expression had softened—no longer that tightly-wound leader you’d walked in on. Just Leo. A little lost, but not alone.

“Do you hate me?” he asked quietly.

You stepped forward and gently rested your forehead against his. “Not even a little,” you whispered. “But don’t make me fight you just to be there for you, okay?”

He chuckled softly—a small, tired sound. “I’ll try.

“Good.” You kissed the edge of his jaw, light and warm. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”

[deadtiredghost]

The Dumpsterfire of Mikey

[dustbunsinspace]

Got an anon ask ‘who my least fav turtle is if Leo is my favourite’ and it made me realise I don’t draw my ACTUAL favourite turtle enough, so it might really look like that 😤

I wanted to doodles just the three recent ones but my brain went brrr, and my hand slipped and kept slipping until I got the whole orange fam (could probably still add a few more, maybe later). Anyway, MIKEY SUPREMACY ✨🧡🍊💪 (I love them all but he has a very special place in my heart).

( you can find it on Redbubble ⭐️ )

EDIT; Someone asked me who some of them are so;

[reesespiecesofart]

how does everyone feel about tmnt 07 because personally i fucking love that movie and i never really hear people talking about it

[hillscapecity]

I'VE HAD THIS STUCK IN MY HEAD FOR SO LONG RAHHHHHΗΗΗΗΗΗΗHHH FINALLY.

(@Oleka AU means soooo much to me dude IGHAGGG)

[oozedninjas]

What they love in bed

Warnings: 18+ / MDNI / NSFW / Ninja turtles are 25-29 / 2007 verse / slight praise + degradation / sub!reader / light dirty talk

Leo loves it when you beg. That delicious moment when you're so desperate to come you don't even care to get pathetic. Your hot walls squeeze him so tight it's hard to think straight, but he manages just to keep teasing you. Fuck, he wants to come in you and keep fucking his cum deeper into your core. You don't mind, do you? Of course you don't, you're such a good slut.

Raphael loves it when you come around his cock. From your beautiful face to the scratch over his shell when you dig your nails, to the addictive sound pouring off your mouth, back arching. Shit, you're so hot— He can work you to make that face again. Do it for him, would you?

Donatello loves it when your words start slurring, and every bit of your rational thinking slowly drifts away. He lives for the moment when your voice breaks and you sound so fucking drunk for him, incoherently babbling how much you like it~

Mikey loves it when the tip of his dick brushes the deepest part of you. It feels so warm and tight he's on the verge of losing control. His pace is cruel and feverish. Damn, he's in heaven. His mind goes numb as he jerks, spilling white into you, thrusting in every load. He loves it when you ask for more.

[torisaursky]

TMNT Color Wheel! One of my favorite things I’ve drawn :)

From July 22, 2023

[thursdaysyme]

watching tmnt 07 again and had to doodle

[isitdonproof]

TMNT 2007

[up-the-anti]

saw this tumblr quote and thought of that GODDAMN orange turtle from that GODDAMN fic AGAIN💔

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Me in kindergarten:

Me in uni rn: