#tmnt raph 2007

[oozedninjas]

Spring fleeting

A/N: Fucking rude of me not to have fed my pretty girlies in this much while. In compensation, I offer you: a mating season special!!! You can shoot in a prompt and I'll turn it into a short smut ;) ily!!

Warnings: 18+ / MDNI / Smut / NSFW / edging, orgasm denial, dom!turtles, oral sex / General verses / Mutant guys are 25-29 y/o and they're suffering from spring heat!

Leo doesn't want to breathe because if he does he might get carried away by your scent. He watches from a safe distance never leaving sight of your neck and shoulders. Fuck, he wants to bite them, suck on them, lick a stripe over your pulse line that would cut your breath sharply. Shit, he wants you to hold from the upper end of his shell, begging. Before he registers he's calling your name. Let him lure you elsewhere, yeah?

Raph loves fucking you stupid. Your eyes closed and gaped mouth have him on the verge of coming. Words scarcely coherent enough to moan for more. He's balls deep in you, aching to fill you up once more. But Raph edges himself, just for the bliss of numbing everything away with each crashing orgasm. 

He trembles inside you, cum dripping from your abused cunt as he thrusts. Fuck you love him, you're crazy about him, and he just grins, amused at your stupid failed attempts to communicate it.

Donatello's knowledge of each sensitive part in your body borders on mean when he uses it like this. From your neck to your back, to your lower half. He's held you still for what feels like ages, nibbling, marking, and kissing the bruise after. But none of what he's done equals the cruel way he's sucking your clit: just enough to make your back arch, but never quite granting release. 

Begging wouldn't suffice, it wasn't about that. It was about him showing you how fucking good he could make you feel if you let him, how hard you could come just by his expert tongue. And shit, who are you kidding? You fucking adore it.

Mikey loves how hot you look riding his cock. He's got the best of views! Everything in you is perfect. He reaches up, palming every bit of skin he can get his hands on, squeezing, pinching, scratching. He loves it when his touch makes you weak enough to lose the rhythm, seemingly tumbling over his plastron, finally giving out. 

He's softer when he's had enough, and brings your mouth to his gently, big hands covering your back, pushing you down to his chest before he thrusts up. He reaches that sweet spot so easily like this, and your clit rubs so deliciously over the lower part of his plastron. Come on, don't hold back, you don't gotta do nothing, just relax.

[nightwatcherraph]

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

wazzup!!

so glad to see you back! I hope you’re doing well :)

anyways I wanted to request for something, idk if you’re still doing tmnt 2007 but— wanted a bit of funny scenario. How would they react if their partner slapped their ass out of no where.

How They React To You Smacking Their Butt (Suggestive/Crack-ish)

2007!Turtles x reader

A/N: I hope this is in the direction of what you were looking for. It’s on the shorter side, but I hope you’ll still enjoy it💚

Warning: Butt smacking, implied sex.

Leonardo:

To be honest, Leo isn’t much of a fan when it comes to getting his butt smacked. The first time you smacked Leo’s behind, was a short distance away from the rest of his family. This caused Leo to turn towards you with absolute panic written all over his face, so many emotions rolling through him. His partner had just smacked his butt with his brothers and father in the room. Luckily for him, it didn’t seem like anybody noticed, but still, for a moment his soul almost left his body.

But of course you found that hilarious. And before Leo knew it, you would use this as a way to kill your boredom, when you felt like his training took too long. It would usually end with you cashing Leo around the lair in front of his whole family, with him covering his behind telling you to stop it, while you would rub your hands together, getting them ready for the ultimate smack.

Raphael:

The first time you decided to smack Raph’s behind, his reaction was to get flustered, absolutely unsure of what to do. He had done it to you several times at that point, but never had he imagined that you would do that to him. So there he stood, frozen in place, his face feeling hot while you stood laughing beside him, finding his reaction hilarious and adorable.

However the second time you did that, while Raph was walking by where you were sitting on the couch, he spun around instantly, a dark look in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. This time he wouldn’t just let you get away with it, so this time he started chasing you around the lair, so that you could get a taste of your own medicine, before he would take care of your ass all night.

Donatello:

It wasn’t uncommon for you to smack Donnie’s butt, but Donnie being Donnie, would be as unbothered as he could be.

Give him a light clap as you walked by, and he wouldn’t react at all. Not a muscle. Not a word. He would simply just continue working on whatever he had in front of him.

Should you do it while his talking to someone, it wasn’t uncommon for Donnie to give you a playful push or a small kick with his finger, while trying to hide a smile.

Are you alone with Donnie feeling somewhat playful, he would sometimes stick his butt out at you, jokingly saying that you could do better than that, making you so flustered, that you either just sat down or left the room all together.

Michelangelo:

Let me just warn you; don’t smack Mikey’s butt if you can’t take the heat!

There’s no such thing as smacking your boyfriend's butt for a quick laugh. You might as well just have yelled from the other side of the room that you wanted sex, with the way Mikey would be on you in less than two seconds. Didn’t matter when or where. And that is when the laughing would start, as Mikey loves bringing some sort of humor into your intimate life.

Smack his behind while he’s speaking with someone, and Mikey would abandon whatever conversation he was in without any explanation, before heading straight for your butt, usually making you break out into a sprint, as you had smacked him for fun and wasn’t actually intending on sex… at least that was your excuse. One smack from Mikey and you were on.

[matryoshkalex]

onto day 14 of tmaynt!! favorite movie!!

all i can offer today is this very messy rough sketch, but tmnt 2007 has to be my fav movie!! ive watched all of them except the batman one and even though 2007 is my fav the other animated ones are way up there too! mutant mayhem, turtles forever, rottmnt,,,, all awesome.

i actually rewatched 2007 this weekend and was reminded how the movie literally is the raph and leo movie featuring everyone else lol. i love 2007 mikey and donnie but they do not get enough time or attention in the movie </3

tmaynt masterpost

[jrmoncheri]

✨️ Nightwatcher ✨️

!07 is the first tmnt I watched and— I love the masked biker 🫡

[thursdaysyme]

tmnt 2007 doodles between homework assignments

[sweeneydino]

Can’t hear you!

[supine-ly]

late to post for TMayNT day 1

[riotpanther]

TMNT Dynamics: Leonardo & Raphael

note: this post is platonic with a capital P

[up-the-anti]

the eeaao au nobody asked for

+ extra doodles i couldnt help myself :P

[oozedninjas]

Snap call

Summary: You send him nudes while he is on patrol, and Raph isn't quite happy about it.

A/N: I've been working on this for a couple of days! Hope you like it :) To that person who's been asking for Nightwatcher smut, wink, wink

Warnings: 18+ /NDNI / Breeding / sending nudes / Nightwatcher!Raph / Raph is around his early 30's / super brief ass-eating / dirty talking/dom!Raph

It is past midnight when he slips through the narrow window of your apartment’s room, still wearing his vigilante armor. His labored breaths rumble within the helmet, delivering them with a metallic tint that makes you tingle.

"Do you think you're funny, sending dirty pics all night while I'm on patrol?" He says, his voice raw as he approaches. It only takes him a few swift strides to stand beside you. The metallic clang of his boots on the floor sends a shiver down your spine, building anticipation. “Strip, now.”

A grin threatens to arise at the sight of him in this state, burning for you, but you bite it back, ditching the thin fabric of your pajamas in a heartbeat. The moment the last strand of clothing falls off your body, Raphael grips your arms, forcing you to turn around, back to his front. He closes the space between you. The icy metal of the Nightwatcher’s armor to your bare skin makes you gasp.

The cool of his gloves scrapes against your heated skin as his palms trail a path from your shoulders to your arms to dance lower, dipping across your abdomen and up from there. His grip tightened around your breasts. You catch your breath. 

Expert fingers pinch your nipples, pulling, rolling them just enough for a soft moan to leave your lips. Raphael growls, enjoying the sound. His voice echoes through the metal helmet.

"Look at my little whore, too desperate to have me filling you up that you can't even wait for me to finish patrol?" he teases, as he keeps playing with them.

"I've been wanting this the whole evening..." you mutter, voice trembling.

"And you're not even sorry! Fucking cheeky of you," he chuckles, it's dark and sexy. "Let's fix that."

Raphael lifts the helmet from his head, placing it carefully on the bedside table. Under the room's dim illumination, the metal surface becomes a hazy, distorted mirror. He pushes you to the bed, barely giving you time to adjust on all fours before he licks a strip from your cunt to your ass. Your mouth gapes, and a whine puffs off.

"Mmm, so fucking tasty," 

His voice makes your blood run hot. Raphael sinks his face into you with not even a hint of shame as he starts fucking you with his tongue, wet and warm, impossibly soft against your pussy. He'd slide it over your clit from time to time, granting it the tiniest of attention.

You whine, pushing yourself to him, but Raph bites the inside of your thigh adequately hard to make you yelp. His hand fists your hair, pulling just enough to tingle your scalp. "Don't be greedy," he murmurs in your ear from behind. You can make out the scene of the reflection on the helmet.

 "Tell me, what do you want?"

His hot breath tickles your ear. Everything he'd just done left your pussy a complete mess. You could feel the dampness dripping. God, you wanted him to fuck you stupid, nothing more. But the fear of another bite from a direct answer keeps your lips sealed.

"What’s the matter? Can't my doll think straight?" Raphael says, pushing a metal finger inside your cunt, dreadfully slow. 

"Please— " your voice weak and desperate.

He smirks. "Yeah, that's more like it. But, please what?" he says, rubbing the tip of his finger on that sweet spot inside as he keeps you still by the hair. "Please stop?" 

"No!" it came out so desperate you cringed. His soft chuckle soothed you a bit. "Please fuck me," 

He withdraws, emptying you. You want to jerk back to chase the delicious feeling of being full, but he halts you. 

"Yeah? How bad do you want it?" 

"Very— please," you whisper. His grip on your hair burns so fine, "Please, I'll be good... I'll be good."

"Fuck yes, you will," Raphael says, thrusting inside in one motion. It janks your breath off. He reaches deep, just the right spot. You can't help the lewd moan that follows.

"Look at that drunk-like smile," he tells you, letting go of your hair as he brings you up to embrace you against him. This shift has you on your knees, back resisting against his torso. The cold armor soothes the fire of your skin. Raph holds your face toward the reflection on the helmet, forcing you to watch your blissful expression. "You're such a good little slut for me. Gonna make you feel good, you want that?" 

"Yes," you breathe, desperately holding his hands where they rest over your body,  clenching and unclenching around his shaft.

He mutters praise in your ear, but you can't make it out as he starts pounding in and out, rhythmically, building a pace that makes your head fall back, mouth gaping while loud moans along with the filth of skin slapping fill the air.

He curses under his breath, you're tight, he says. You feel good, he's going crazy. "Touch yourself, let me see you," Raph takes your hand to drive it down to your front. You reach your clit, not losing detail of his dark gaze reflecting on the helmet, absorbing the whole scene.

It takes you a few seconds to pair his thrust with the circles over your soft nub, but once you do, it feels fucking heavenly. You make it last for as long as you can, right there where pleasure lingers strongly right before the peak. Your orgasm crashes over you, numbing everything. 

"Fuck, yes, just like that- t- that's a good fucking girl," 

The pulsations of your high around his cock trigger his own, and he comes loud and long. The hot loads filling you up weaken your knees.

He holds your ground before gently placing you on the mattress, allowing his weight over you as he rests. 

"Remind me to send you nudes more often," you say, once you catch your breath.

A raspy laugh pours into your ear, tickling. 

[nightwatcherraph]

March for Raph Day 1: Perfect Outfit

Some of my favorite outfits for him

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Anger: part 1 (18+)

2007!Raphael x reader (past 2007!Leonardo x reader)

Part 2 Part 3 Leonardo's Ending Raphael’s Ending

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A/N: I recently rewatched the 2007 TMNT for the first time in a loooooong time, and this idea came to me straight away. So now I grace you with more smut. Is it the heaviest on the internet? Noooo. Is it the heaviest I’ve written? Hell yeah. Enjoy!❤️

Warnings: sex, sexual acts, angry revenge sex?

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Raphael was angry, and it was all Leonardo’s fault. Ever since Leo left for his training in South America, Raphael had been angry. Raphael had several reasons for being mad at Leonardo, and he had every intention of holding that grudge. Because as far as Raphael knew, Leonardo would never come back.

Raphael’s frustration towards Leonardo started long before Master Splinter ever mentioned anything about South America. Raphael had always had a little of a grudge when it came to his big brother, but it was the day Leonardo landed you that Raphael wanted to punch him for the first time. You were so beautiful. Everything Raph had ever dreamed of, yet Leo was the one that got you first. Leo was the one that got to hold you, kiss you and touch you. And Raph hated it. He hated watching you kiss Leo or hearing Leo talk about you, because he could only dream about you.

Then Master Splinter mentioned South America and Leonardo started thinking about it. You didn’t like it. You told Leo you didn’t like it. He would be gone for so long, and you feared that. You didn’t wish to be alone for that long. Yet you didn’t stop Leo when he decided to go. Raphael was outside Leonardo’s room, listening as Leo promised he would come back to you. He had kissed you, told you he loved you, and then left.

Even without Leonardo there you would still come to the lair. You would spend time with Raphael, Michelangelo and Donatello, but your main destination would always be Leonardo’s room. It would usually be in there that you wrote your letters to him, telling him how much you missed him. Leonardo would write back to you. He would tell you about his adventures in South America and compare the nature to your beauty. Raphael almost wanted to throw up when he heard you read it out loud for Donnie and Mikey.

But as time went on the letters from Leonardo became less and less. Not just for you but the rest of the family. You started to get nervous and Raphael could feel it. When you counted down the days until you could see Leonardo again, Raph saw it in your eyes. You feared what was going on. You became insecure in Leo’s apsense, and that only added on to Raph’s anger.

But when Leonardo’s training in South America ended, you were heartbroken when he didn’t come. And then came the letter. Raph could clearly remember the sound as you started crying in Leo’s room, reading the last letter he sent you. Leonardo wasn’t coming home. He had decided it. They needed him in South America. They needed the Ghost of the Jungle.

Raphael was mad. He was mad that his brother would leave him and his family like that. And he was mad that he would leave you. The most beautiful girl he had ever seen. First Leonardo took you and then he left you.

Soon your sadness started to grow along with anger. Raphael caught you in Leo’s room sitting silently on his bed, before punching hard into the pillow.

One day Raphael saw you in Leo’s room once again, anger boiling in his blood at the sight. Was he angry at you for still being sad over Leo, or was it still the anger from Leo’s decision to stay in South America? Raph wasn’t sure, but he knew that was what pulled him into Leonardo’s room. Raph closed the door behind him and took a seat next to you on Leo’s bed, you not meeting his eyes. It took some time, but finally the two of you started talking. And then you said the magic words. You were angry at Leonardo. You were mad. And then you kissed. Right on Leonardo’s bed.

That night Raphael took you hard on Leonardo’s bed. He wanted to ruin Leonardo’s room and every single memory you and him had in there, making him the only person you could think of whenever you walked in there. As he pounded into you relentlessly, he grabbed your face and turned it towards him. He asked you who made you feel so good. He would never forget the fucked out look on your face as you moaned out loud; “you, Raph!” In that moment he felt like he lived a dream.

But that dream didn’t last long. Everyday Raphael was reminded of Leonardo’s appsense, and everyday he felt that anger build up in him. Not even his self appointed role as the Nightwatcher could make the anger go away. It only kept building and building, until one day he had enough and he came to your apartment, still wearing his Nightwatcher attire. He stayed the whole night, fucking you on every surfuse possible. Every place he could think in every position possible. He kept going until he was sure he had fucked you in every place Leo had. On the couch in your living room, your coffee table, your kitchen counter, your bed, the bathroom, even on the floor in your hallway.

It didn’t even take a week before you asked him to come over again. And as he pounded you into your mattress, he could help but feel a little satisfied. You were begging him to keep going as your eyes rolled back. Raphael placed your leg over his shoulder making him go deeper, causing you to cry out in ecstasy. And as your third orgasm of the night rolled over you, Raphael started thinking. There was no way Leo ever fucked you as good as he was going right now. Leo would never be this rough with you. But there you were, drooling from your mouth and cuming around Raph once more.

After Raph had helped you roll out your high, he placed a long passionate kiss on your lips, before thrusting into you once more. And the sounds that came from you only verified Raphael in his suspicions. Only he had fucked you this good. Leo never did. Leonardo had never known how to love a person as perfect as you, but he did. And Raph was going to show you over and over again how good he was at loving you, even if he was angry.

[forgetful-nerd]

I made this more based off vibes than actual canon.

To note: “opponents” does not mean “brothers.” So these Raphs may have bitten their brothers before in scuffles.

[theturtlelovers]

Raph is the kind of turtle who tenderly brushes your hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear and kissing your temple, all while he's pistoning into you with such intensity that your cries of pleasure are unavoidable.

[averagechuckfan]

Bayverse donnie being in heat and whining to their s/o that he wants cuddles

(I'm really busy, sorry, this one is incredibly short)

Warning → soft (?)

(all mf here are +18 don't start saying shit in the comments)

Since you two became a couple he informed you about this times of the year were he can get ... a bit funny .

So this time that happened so suddenly... You two were sitting, chilling in his lab as he worked on a new invention, his left leg started moving up and down from time to time, like if he was just trying to get more comfortable in his chair, little did you know that he was just trying to calm the hard tent inside his cargo pants. He didn't want to bother you when you're busy reading a book he gave you last week, a book about turtle anatomy since you have a lot of questions but he didn't have the time to answer right now.

He couldn't help it thou, he stood up and rushed towards you, you almost shit yourself and turned your head to face him "what was that?" It took you some time to figure out why he was whining desperately, pulling at your shirt while he was on his knees "cuddles" was the only word you could catch from his babbling. "You want cuddles?" He simply nodded slowly, hiding his snout in the crock of your neck.

Being in this position for to long might hurt him so you thought about moving to his bedroom.You couldn't help but smile, he looks desperate for some love, the poor boy is always overworking himself in the lab, he surely needs some rest "let's go to bed" you whispered softly.

After the two of you find the nicest position to cuddle you start to draw patterns in his shell while he was shaking a bit, if his shell is that sensitive when he was in heat?... What else could be sensitive in him right now?....

Important ↓

I'm so sorry if it isn't exactly what you wanted, I've been having a lot of work lately and having my brain so busy with adult shit can make the way I write horrible!!! If you want me to do a part 2 of this one and continue the story let me know in the comments ↓ or you can always send a request for part two (hope i could explain myself here)