#tmnt x oc

[hitwiththetmnt]

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(rottmnt Raph x OC) based off @dancingdonatello ‘s writing

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Sometimes you just need a hug to find out you got a crush :}

[ghostytoad]

* Fun n' Games *

ROTTMNT Boys x GN! Leo-esque reader who enjoys drama, making jokes, and being overall awesome

Summary: The Hamato brothers unexpectedly fall for the smug, but genuine, fun-loving reader despite their egocentric habits

Headcanons for: Leo

GN! Reader; Romantic; Fluff, Mild Angst || Words: 2.3k

Raph | Donnie | Mikey | Bonus!!

Leo:

oho, hello good lookin'~ it's nonstop flirting and banter from the minute they met and it's not going to stop anytime soon

finally! someone who has a sense of humor and can appreciate a good one-liner or two! and they can dish it out as well as they can take it? be still, my beating heart!

leo genuinely finds it to be a gift from the gods that y/n shares his brand of comedy and will not let up on it when he's around them

the romantic tension between y/n and leo is so thick that he could probably slice through it with his odachi - it makes his brothers sick to have to listen to all the schmoozing but leo ADORES the flirting praise

the boy would bend over backwards for y/n; he'd sell his prized jupiter jim collectibles for them if they asked him to (maybe… he'd probably still keep one or two tho)

there's an unspoken and ongoing (very friendly) rivalry between them; leo and y/n are constantly looking to one up each other and it's getting to ridiculous levels of competitive; they won't stop until things hit "deadly" levels and one of them almost ends up getting hurt

even little everyday tasks become a competition for the two of them, there's just no end to their games

grocery shopping? betcha i can save more money than you! pizza night? i can stuff twice as many pizza slices in my mouth than you can. hanging out in donnie's lab? hoo boy, i guarantee i can make him snap first.

it's the bane of donnie's existence, considering he's the target of most of their shenanigans; if he has to endure another one of their "who can ruin donnie's day" games, he swears it'll be the start of his villain arc

mikey's the unofficial score-keeper and peacemaker when things get too heated between the two of them; although he's more likely to stoke the flames than intervene… he just happens to enjoy watching them get carried away (not that he'd say it to their face). definitely enables the chaos to a terrible degree

"no way, you know i totally had that game last night before you went on to blow up my spot with your little tackle! next time we portal our way onto the superbowl field mid-game, i'm leaving YOU on the sidelines and scoring that touchdown solo!" (concerned raph sounds in the background)

they've absolutely plotted to portal their way into "hard to access" places like the white house or splinter's secret lounge room, but raph and donnie made them promise not to do it for very different reasons (donnie doesn't want to have to bail them out if they get stuck and raph is just being raph)

leo and y/n's carefree attitudes combined has landed them into trouble with the law a few times, both in new york and the hidden city

together, they're banned from like 10 different places and they're legally not allowed within 100 feet of any magicians; leo's only explanation for that is "we couldn't tell if it was part of the costume or if the guy actually had a barber-stache and how were we supposed to know he was blind?!". to this day, no one knows what he's talking about.

leo would absolutely hide the evidence of a crime for y/n; he ain't no snitch either and he's not going to let his bestie take the fall for something that TOTALLY wasn't their fault! more than likely, he'd blame their antics on hypno or if it's something not so bad, splinter.

senor hueso has an entire wall dedicated to leo and y/n: The Wall of Failures and Stupid Mistakes That You Will Surely Learn Nothing From

it has photos of all the times leo and y/n went on a fun little adventure and ended up being taken hostage by a villain, thrown in jail, or overall just beat up (they're mostly selfies and yes, leo is smiling and posing in all of them)

he would never let y/n get into any major trouble and he has the common sense to remember that y/n is only human, so at the very least he knows not to do anything too dangerous when they're around; he's reckless but he doesn't have a death wish

"i'm all for a good espionage mission and all, but this is big mama we're talking about! i say we sit this one out and wait for another chance to come along so we can try on these rad bellhop uniforms."

the two of them have made it a point to announce their arrival anywhere by doing the team rocket motto; occasionally mikey or april will join in as meowth. they have the costumes to match and will inexplicably be wearing them every time they do it.

they truly enable the worst in each other; raph insists on tagging along as the unofficial babysitter to every little hangout because of their chaotic nature, meanwhile donnie has protocols for every possible "doomsday" scenario they could initiate with their little stunts. zombies or accidentally reviving the shredder is at the top of that list.

matching outfits are a big must for leo; someone as UH-MAZING as y/n is absolutely worthy of leo's impeccable fashion sense and there's no way he's gonna pass up a chance to twin with y/n. if they refuse to match with him for whatever reason, he will pout about it for days.

whenever leo is sad or feeling a little down, y/n is the first person he goes to for a little cheering up. they somehow know just what to say to make the boy feel like a champion. and no, he didn't give them a script to read off of! (he totally did)

even with all the flirting and pick-up lines, leo still dreads the thought of ever admitting his feelings to y/n; he's a confident turtle, sure, but that's just the face part of being the face man. he's secretly an insecure mess when it comes to them

will become a flustered mess if y/n genuinely compliments or praises him; he'll stutter for a good minute or two before finally snapping back to his suave cool guy persona (which doesn't fool anyone, he's OBVIOUSLY crushing hard)

after an unfortunate night of misadventure, leo's forced to confess to his feelings AND his crimes

Well, some adventure this was turning out to be.

"Get in there! Y'all got the right to keep yer traps shut!"

Yep. What a real swell time.

Being hauled away in a prison ball, headed to the Hidden City Police Headquaters, all the while Big Mama's men chasing close behind.

"So much for the adventure of a lifetime." Y/N hissed bitterly as they tugged and pulled from the tangle of limbs they found themselves in, trapped inside the small bubble with Leo tightly packed alongside them.

"Well, maybe if SOMEONE weren't such a slowpoke, we'd have made it back! And I'd like to say for the record, you are the WORST lookout. Maybe next time try to keep up, will ya?" the turtle spat back with a scathing glare.

Y/N could only muster a hearty scoff as they balled their fists, unable to throw a punch from how they were positioned. Their heel found a suitable landing in the direct center of Leonardo's plastron and dug in with a stomp, eliciting a pained groan from him and a satisfied smirk from Y/N.

"If you weren't so cocky, we might've ACTUALLY pulled off your little stunt! But nooo, Leo just HAS to get in the last word!"

"OHO, pot calling the kettle black now, eh?" Leo wore his signature smug expression and attempted to jab a digit into Y/N's forehead. Given the way his arm was caught between his bent thighs, he only managed a slight graze before opting for a flick instead.

The two bickered and took shots at each other throughout the trip, much to the chagrin of the arresting officials steering nearby. It was gonna be a long night for everyone.

At the station, Leonardo and Y/N were placed into holding together, both of them choosing to sulk in silence on opposite sides of the confined room. It wasn't until Y/N was being processed that the question of what to do with the human came up for the arresting officers. With Leo's odachi confiscated, it wasn't like they could just send Y/N home on their own, but they couldn't leave Y/N in the same cell as powerful, human-loathing yokai. Leaving the pair to stew in their anger, the officers left to deliberate on Y/N's fate.

Silence followed. Neither one wanting to give in to this bitter game of chicken, Leo instead let out a loud, exaggerated sigh.

Silence.

Irked by the lack of response, he threw his head back and gave a loud, guttural groan of frustration.

"Right. So you aren't talking to me." he rolled his eyes and forced his gaze back onto Y/N, who sat indignantly across from him on a cold cement bench, their knees held close to their chest.

Not even a glance back.

"Oh, come on! You can't actually believe this is my fault! If anything, you should be mad at the guard that threw us out and called the cops! He's the one who got us in this little mess!"

Nothing.

The silence tore at Leo's chest, his heart thumping heavily against his plastron as he dejectedly sat back against the cold wall. It was unlike Y/N to ignore him like this. With every second, the stillness became unbearable. This little adventure was truly a disaster, not just for the predicament the two found themselves in but also for the lengths Leonardo had gone to ensure Y/N would have a good time. So that HE would have a good time with them. It didn't matter to him that they could be facing time in prison. That whole deal was practically child's play to the mischeivious mutant. It didn't even matter that they faced a total ban from the mystic city itself. It was the fact that he might've dashed any chance he had of winning over Y/N's affections.

'You just HAD to fuck it up, didn't you? You had to go out and be an asshole!' a booming inner voice fed into his insecurity and the crushing weight was enough to curl the red-eared slider into a fetal position, his lower lip quivering as he fought back tears.

"I…" a sniffle broke Leo from the spiraling despair he'd been wallowing in, unsure if the sound came from him.

"Am I… holding you back, Leo?"

Another sniffle and this time, he was sure the sound came from across the room. Peering over at the source of the sound, he found Y/N curled in on themselves, little hiccups causing their small form to quake and shudder. They were crying.

"Y/N?" Shifting from the bench, Leo took a few hesitant steps towards them as his hand ghosted across their shoulder before pulling away. His face wrought with guilt and worry, he debated scooping them up in his arms and holding them tightly to him right then and there. But he couldn't bring himself to do it. The thought of rejection stopped him in his tracks.

"I don't know why I do it. Why I try so hard to prove that I deserve to be around you." Y/N continued, their voice muffled as they buried their face in their knees. "I'm- I'm just a human. I'm not as strong. I'm not as quick. I can't compete with you and your mystic skills. I can't even keep lookout for you!"

"What? Y/N, no, you got it all wrong! Yeah, you're a human but I-"

"Just stop it! Stop!" Forcing back a loud hiccup, their head shot up to meet Leo's concerned gaze with a fierce, stubborn glare.

"You DON'T have to feel sorry for me and you DON'T have to keep me around! So why? Why keep me around when all I do is drag you behind?"

Their narrow eyes locked themselves with his, desperately searching his expression for any hint of pity. All Leo could do was chuckle, his concern melting into fondness.

"I don't feel sorry for you. Sure, you've looked better but I was so afraid I was the one holding YOU back."

"H-Huh? Me?"

"Y/N." The turtle sighed as he plopped himself down beside them, allowing their back to rest against his side as they unfurled from their little ball of sadness. "You ARE a human, yeah. But do you get how cool that makes you? You can do so much more than I ever could! Look, I might have my good looks, my mad skills, and my amazing charm, but you have that and more in… whew, in spades and for you, it's practically effortless."

As Leo moved to wipe a tear from Y/N's eye, he cupped his other hand on their damp cheek and with a tender tap of his thumb, he parted their lips slightly and moved in to plant his lips softly against theirs. The ghosting of his lips left enough room for Y/N to pull away if they felt uncomfortable. Instead he was nearly knocked back with the full force of Y/N's lips crashing against his, their body leaning over him and practically trapping him underneath their warmth. Leo's hands held firmly onto Y/N's sides and he eased himself back against the cold of the bench, breaking the kiss to let out a soft chuckle.

"I love y-"

"Well, well, well~ Looks like someone owes me 3 months of chores." a familiar, taunting voice hummed not too far from the two.

A jingling of keys had them both whipping their heads towards the now-open cell door, spotting the unmistakable, cocky face of Donatello leaning against the bars with crossed arms.

"D-Donnie?!"

"Yeah, yeah, you two can get back to your little makeout session. But I thought you'd like to know I paid your bail, you're welcome." He waved them off as he began down the hall. Some adventure this turned out to be.

Bonus comic: Leo definitely used his one phone call to call Señor Hueso

[megumi-sensei]

TMNT Rant Ahead: You've been warned.

I am officially going to rant for a moment. Why is it okay for girls to swoon over toxic stalker vampires, overly possessive werewolves, demons who demand their souls, angsty emo fallen angels, and a host of unhealthy nonhuman lovers, and yet I'M somehow creepy and weird for liking Ninja Turtles?

The original TMNT comics were gritty, dark, and absolutely not for children. The first movies had cursing and violence. The 2013 series had incredibly heavy themes. The Rise of the TMNT movie had actual body horror, some cursing, and I'd feel incredibly uncomfortable letting a young kid watch it.

Don't even get me started on the Michael Bay movies. We don't talk about those. Not for kids.

The argument I get is "it's creepy that you like characters from a kid's show." Bro, did you watch only the goofy 1984 show? Or have you taken literally any time to read the comics or watch any of the deeper stuff?

You may judge me for wanting Donatello to carry me away to the lair for snuggles, but is it really any unhealthier than wanting a vampire to assault you?

I've said my piece. Unfollow or block me if you wish.

[my--moon]

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[peepawgia]

Mikey's...cleaning??

All thanks to a strange entity resembling a talking loaf of bread that suddenly took residence in Mikey's head...What could this be?

[r9ckstarkitty]

Whats Leo and Augst's ship dynamic?

Idiot 1 x idiot 2

They share one braincell

(Og image from @/punkitt-is-here I just did a silly redraw)

[gulnarsultan]

Donatello and reader

" Scenario "

It was almost evening. But you were still on the couch watching TV. You were waiting for your boyfriend to arrive. You had been dating Dinnie for almost a year. Honestly, you initially earned strange and judgmental looks from everyone because you were dating a turtle.

But soon you started to not care what others said or thought. After all, this life belonged to you. And your life's choices were yours alone.

Donnie was everything you could want in a boyfriend. He was calm, sensitive and kind. This quickly made you fall in love with Donnie. You quickly got up from the couch when you heard your doorbell ring. When you opened the door you saw that Donnie had arrived. You immediately hugged his neck and placed kisses on his face.

"I missed you Donnie."

"I missed you too, honey."

He handed you the bouquet of flowers he kept behind his back.

"They are beautiful. Thank you."

The rest of the night, the two of you spent time together on the couch, watching movies.

[vonrew]

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[deathofafoureyedferret]

TMNT RANT

I've always liked and watched TMNT, but I only recently got really into it and started getting into the fandom. I went on tumblr and scrolled through the TMNT tag and half of it is people simping for the turtles and other characters, the other half is them saying that people shouldn't simp. At first it didn't bother my because people have their own opinion, but then I kept seeing the same argument every time they talk about it. Every time I see them argue that people shouldn't simp they always say "Why are you simping for them? They're literally kids, they're teenagers. It's in the name, they would probably be freshmen is high school." I understand where they’re coming from when saying that adults shouldn't be crushing on children, but why is that the argument and not the fact that they are turtles? Maybe argue that they are giant mutant turtles, they are not human. If they were like Splinter who is an adult would it be fine? Even then, Splinter was at least human at some point in most versions of him while the turtles were always turtles. The only reason why that's not the argument is because they don't look like or act like actual animals, they are 6-7 feet tall with huge muscles, the simps aren't attracted to the fact that they are turtles, so no one is concerned that simps are gonna go out and fuck a real turtle, so why is that concern still there when we talk about them being teenagers. They do not look or act like kids, they don't even sound like kid! Every single version of the turtles were voiced by people that were at least in their 30's when their respective version came out. Now I know that them not looking or acting like teens don't mean they aren't, but that also goes for them being animals.

All of that is under the assumption that the person simping is an adult and not a kid just like the turtles, and to be honest it is most likely that they are, this is a Nickelodeon owned franchise and the main audience are kids and adults with nostalgia, so it's more likely people who are the same age or younger than the turtle boys, or adults that had a crush on them when they were kids, and that doesn't go away. It's normal to still have crush on a friend you had when you were younger or still think about your first love as a adult, but it's not normal when that person is a turtle boy? I still have a crush on my 4th grade crush, and yes I still think of him as a kid, but that’s because that's how I remember him last! I don't think about him and go "Ah yes, Caleb! If only I was an adult back then when I first met you when you were a child!" I think about the time he said I looked pretty with glasses and had a nice singing voice when we were both kids. He was the same age as me back and is still to this day, but since I’ve only known him as he was back then I only like that version of him and only see him as the way he was.

Not to mention that the turtle boys aren't real! Crushing on them or even writing fanfiction of them literally isn't hurting anyone because they aren't real. Sexualizing or romanticizing actual children no matter how old they look or act is wrong because they are still children and they don’t fully understand the concept of it all and what those thing entail, that leads to hurting them and leaving long lasting trauma. I’m not saying that isn’t true, what I’m saying is that since these are fictional characters and can be whatever age you want them to be, it hurts no one to romanticize or sexualize them. There are other fandoms that write fanfiction of actual people that are both human and adult but it actually hurts them. Like the One Direction or Fall Out Boy fandom, the fanfiction is based on real people and one day their kids, partner, or employer will see that shit which is embarrassing as fuck! People write fan fiction of Stranger Things or IT and while the actors are older now they still came out when they are kids. Why not get mad at the people writing fan fictions shipping the characters in that? Or even Stephen King himself for writing a sex scene of the characters as kids having an orgy in the sewers! Instead of called a weirdo or a pedophile , that man got paid thousands of dollars for both the book and then the movies.

So in conclusion, I need everyone to shut the fuck up and let me go back to reading the X Reader with Megan Fox's April O'Neil being jealous that Mikey isn't simping over her anymore, without author being bothered by haters and saying that they are gonna stop writing, that would be great!

Imagine being so pressed about what other people like, it has nothing to do with you so why do you care. The only reason I can think of if someone being mad is if they were mad that it wasn’t them. Why are upset unless you wish it were you? If you actually cared about people liking child characters in media then go worry about the people who like Eri or Anya from My Hero Acedemia and Spy X Family, those are children that are meant to act and look like children.

[hitwiththetmnt]

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(rottmnt Raph x OC) based off @dancingdonatello ‘s writing

Fancy Party | NEXT

Fun lil comic based off @dancingdonatello ‘s blerb that I got the pleasure to draw and insert my own OC

(THERE WILL BE A P2 WHEN I GET TO THE OTHER PAGES)

[ghostytoad]

* Fun n' Games *

ROTTMNT Boys x GN! Leo-esque reader who enjoys drama, making jokes, and being overall awesome

Summary: The Hamato brothers unexpectedly fall for the smug, but genuine, fun-loving reader despite their egocentric habits Headcanons for: Donnie

GN! Reader; Romantic; Fluff || Words: 1.6k

Raph | Leo | Mikey | Bonus!!

Donnie:

his first thoughts upon meeting y/n is that literally nothing could be worse. he could be boiling alive in one of meatsweat's fancy culinary stews and be less bothered by that than having to endure not one, but TWO LEOS

there goes the fleeting days of being able to complete his work in peace and quiet; o call back yesterday, bid time return

really tho, all his eye rolling and indifference is just an act that he refuses to let up on (he has a REPUTATION to uphold after all!!)

it doesn't take much time for donnie to warm up to y/n though; he's more or less used to his twin's antics and smug behavior and with y/n being almost exactly the same, it's like they've known each other their whole lives

he chalks it up to being comfortable with the familiar, but his brothers can definitely see it for what it is: a crush

he enjoys the competitive tension between y/n and him, it keeps him on his toes and gives him a boost when he feels out of it and needs the motivation

doesn't much care for the whole ego thing, but it doesn't bother him as bad as leo's does; at least y/n has good reason to be as cocky as they are. they're funny, they're charming, they're cool, they're incredibly perceptive

in fact, he's secretly made a list of all the good qualities y/n has and all the things he likes about them… it's like a whole 10 spreadsheets worth of data

to be fair, he does keep a similar list for his brothers and april, so it's not like he's stalking y/n or anything; it's just his way of "bonding" with his loved ones

but y/n's list is a lot longer than anyone else's; there's just so much to like about them. it only makes sense that their list of good traits happens to match up pretty well with his list of "things to look for in a potential mate" (a secret list that he will take to his grave)

whenever they go on missions, he makes sure to fit y/n in all his latest gear he's made them for their protection; they might talk big game, but donnie still has to take precautions!

he may or may not have taken y/n on a few purple dragon-related missions - AKA "let's go put whipped cream in all of their hard drives and cover their hideout in tinfoil wrapping just to fuck with them"; turns out that the police do not find it funny

"let me just say for the record that nothing's illegal unless it can be proven beyond reasonable doubt. and you can't prove that y/n and i were there so…"

y/n ain't no snitch, so don can trust them to keep their mouth shut if anyone ever gets suspicious of their misdeeds; this also makes them his go-to for some of the more emotionally heavier things that he can't talk to his brothers about

yeah, donnie's not great with emotions, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel them - he genuinely finds y/n to be a comforting presence, especially considering their amazing emotional perception and how well they can read him

he finds it much easier to work when y/n's hanging around the lab with him; they don't have to interact much, all it takes is a visit from y/n and he's hit with a burst of motivation

gets more work done with y/n around than he usually does and takes advantage of this productivity by making y/n stay with him for literal hours even if they don't actively take part in his work

he's even made them a little corner with all of their favorite things in the lab so they can keep busy while he works; they might be good for motivation and all, but he knows better than to leave y/n alone with one of his inventions considering their… impulsive behavior (rip stun-bo feature, we hardly knew ya)

"w-what, leaving? you can't leave yet! i've only just started on this upgraded micro-transmitter for the tank and i need your help! what do you mean you just sit there for hours doing nothing? that's entirely false, you are helping me out immensely! now sit right there and don't touch anything until i tell you to-"

their easy-going nature really complements his more rigid and particular personality; together, they are an unstoppable and wildly chaotic duo

he might be the funniest turtle of the group, but y/n has him in tears with their lame little jokes and one-liners; he mostly only laughs at the roasts and teases directed at his brothers though

overall, his brothers have an ongoing bet over how long it'll be before donnie finally realizes he has a MAJOR crush on y/n; leo has his bets on "not in my lifetime", april predicts it'll be sometime after casey jr's time, mikey's a little more generous and says "maybe in the next decade or two", and raph is just fed up with it and wants it over with NOW

The buzzing and whirring of various tools occupied the otherwise silently uneventful lab as Donatello worked away on his latest project, completely absorbed in his work. Tucked away in the corner, sitting snug in the soft embrace of a plush beanbag, Y/N busied themselves with another round of Smash Bros on their purple (totally not Genius Built branded) Switch. Most days in the lab were spent in comfortable silence, as the purple coded brother did his best work when there were minimal distractions. But for Y/N, that meant keeping all audible cries of excitement or groans of defeat to a minimum while gaming. And sure, that was a reasonable request for a while, but had it really already been four hours?! As Y/N glanced down at their phone for the time, they let out a loud, heavy sigh as boredom overwhelmed their usually active mind.

"Don, how much longer do I gotta sit here? I'm practically dying of boredom. I'm terminal now. Terminal!" They slumped themselves back over the cushion, causing it to wheeze under the shifted weight.

"Just a few minor adjustments left and we'll be as good as gold." Donnie hadn't even looked up from the tester bot he was tinkering with, something which Y/N met with a frustrated scowl.

"And by a few, you mean…?"

"I still need to work on recalibrating the external displays to account for the large-"

"UUUGH, no, how long! I've been here so long that my leg's've atro- asta-… ASTROFIELD!"

Donnie could hardly contain the snort that sounded from under his welding mask.

"I think the term you're looking for is 'atrophied' and no, I seriously doubt that the mere act of sitting is enough to deteriorate muscle tissue."

"Whatever. I'm dying here and you wanna lecture me on-"

They were interrupted by the soft thudding of approaching footsteps, the unmistakable sound of Raph entering the lab.

"Heya, D. Y/N. Sorry to barge in on y'all, just wanted to check in and see if y'guys needed anything. It's been, uh… A while and it's gettin' dark so-"

"Raph, will you tell Dorkie here to quit holdin' me hostage and let me go? He's been keeping me prisoner here and I haven't even gotten my one phone call!" Y/N teased. Their moniker was successful in tearing Donnie's attention away from his desk across the room to shoot them a bitter glare.

"Heh, y'know Y/N, you could leave anytime you wanted, right? It's not like he's actually gonna trap you here. Er… Right?" Raphael's playful expression tinged itself with a hint of concern as he, for a moment, considered the possibility of a hostage negotiation with his little brother.

"Nah, I'm actually good here. I just want something more to DO when I'm here. I can't just be here for moral support, y'know." They stuck their tongue out at the softshell as they rolled themselves off the bag and plopped softly onto the tile floor.

The eldest mutant scratched at the back of his neck with a chuckle. Of course Donnie would tell them it's for 'moral support'.

"Uh, Y/N. You do know he only really keeps you in here because he's got a thing for you, right? That whole moral support thing's a load of crock."

It was at that moment that the ambient hum of tools stopped and tense silence flooded in its place. Y/N propped themselves up on elbows and craned their neck towards Donatello who sat faced away from them with tense shoulders bunched up.

Sensing the awkward situation he'd now put them in, Raph let out a small hiss of regret between his teeth and slowly shuffled his feet back towards the door.

"Riiight… So, you guys good? Yeah? Yeah. I'm gonna just-"

And with that, he practically bolted for the door, leaving Y/N and Donnie to stew in the thick air of their own embarrassment.

"D-Donnie…" Y/N could barely squeak, their eyes fixed to the empty doorway as if they were pleading for Raph to come back and take the awkward with him.

Donnie took in a sharp breath and in one swift motion, pushed his work chair back and spun to face his companion with only his iron-will keeping him from running out of the lab himself.

"I-" He started, his face dark red and his lip quivering with anxiety as his mind parsed through the many scenarios in which this sort of confession could've gone.

"I knew it couldn't have been just for my good looks." Y/N's smug grin and flirtatious wink did little to alleviate the mutant's humiliation.

"Huh?"

"For the record…" Scooting up to Donnie's hunched form, Y/N gently took his hands into theirs and kept their gaze locked to the floor as the faintest blush dusted their cheeks, "I have a thing for you too."

Out of every scenario he'd managed to file through, this one was one outcome he didn't anticipate. But one he would happily accept.

[throwawaywritingstation]

I wrote this for my OC. Now you can have it as a not really edited insert reader. No beta, we die like.

Characters are imagined to be around 20-25. They were teens when I was a teen, and now I'm older, so they are too. Don't like it? Don't read it.

18+. Smut lies ahead. MDNI.

Rise Raph x Reader

Pronouns aren't used, but reader is afab and has body parts as such.

You were frustrated. Understanding, but frustrated. It had been just about a year since you and the behemoth snapper had become an official couple, and while the past (almost) 12 months made you happier than you had been in years, there was just one concern that kept floating in your brain. Your boyfriend wouldn't touch you. Sure, the two of you had made out plenty of times, but as soshe you'd try to escalate the situation, he was quick to fluster and move his (or your hands) into a more chaste position.

You sighed as you laid on Raph’s bed. You and your beau had been locking lips before he very abruptly had to rush out with his brothers to a villian attack. Even just light kissing was enough to get you worked up these days. To say you were sexually frustrated would be an understatement.

You'd been with him long enough that it was normal to start being intimate, right? You certainly wanted to be. As big as your boyfriend was, he was always gentle. You wanted to know what it might be like to have him touch you, to feel you, in ways far more intimate than a hand on your hip or shoulder. You groaned and rolled onto your back, snuggling one of the various plushies on the bed as you tried to get your body to stop aching. Were you doing something wrong? Was he not attracted to you? What if he just wasn't into you anymore but was too nice to break it off? You didn't even want to consider that last option, but you was running out of excuses. You weren't going to force him to do anything he didn't want to do, but you desperately wanted him to make some kind of move.

After about an hour, the red clad turtle had returned, though you hadn't noticed. You had fallen asleep in your boyfriend's bed, cuddled up with his array of stuffies. Raph smiled softly at the sight. He never considered that he'd ever be in a position where someone, anyone for that matter, would willingly be with him. He put his weapons and heavier gear aside and made his way to where you were dozing. He sat next to you, causing the bed to dip, but you still didn't stir. Softly and gently, Raph stroked her cheek with the back of his giant three fingered hand. The fur on her face was so soft, a huge contrast to his rough scales. Your face scrunched a little, before she opened her eyes. Upon registering that it was in fact your boyfriend's hand on your cheek, you nuzzled into it.

“Took you long enough. Guess it was a big fight, huh?” You placed your hand over his, before intertwining your fingers as best you could. Raph let out a low chuckle.

“It wasn't great, I can tell you that. But those baddies are no match for Raph. And my brothers too I guess.” He grinned and leaned down to kiss your forehead. You responded with a kiss to the tip of his beak in return.

“Of course they're no match for you,” ypu began to scratch at Raph’s jaw and under his chin, “My boyfriend is the toughest guy around. Trust me, I'm an expert on this.” A low churr began to vibrate from his chest. The comforting scratches he was receiving doubled with the praise made it easy to fully relax. Before he knew it, he was fully leaning into your hands and his tail was slowly swaying from side to side. He was truly and utterly whipped for the person in front of him. Not that he minded, of course. He scooted in closer before laying down fully beside you.

“So, what did you do while I was out? Anything interesting?” He slid his arms around your waist and nuzzled the top of your head, leaving a few more kisses there. You nuzzled back into the crook of his neck as he pulled you close.

“Eh. I kind of just thought to myself and took a nap. Nothing crazy.” You tapped your fingers on his tough plastron.

“Thinking? What about? Raph’s a pretty good listner’.” The snapper smiled down at you, but you seemed a little…worried? Upset? He couldn't exactly tell.

“Hey, is everything okay? If I didn't have to skip out on you earlier you know I wouldn't have, right?” You nodded, but your expression didn't change. The snapper fretted, “Did I do something?”. You sighed. It was now or never. Healthy relationships were built off of good communication after all.

“It's not that you did anything… moreso… Ugh! this is embarrassing.” You left your boyfriend's grasp and sat up, placing your face in her hands. Concerned, he followed quickly, placing a large hand on your back in an attempt to comfort his clearly upset girlfriend.

“Hey hey it's okay! I'm sure it's not that bad. Just tell ol’ Raphie what's on your mind.” You took a deep breath to gather your thoughts.

“We've been together for almost a year and I just…I guess I'm worried you aren't attracted to me…?” You looked away as your face began to heat up. Raph's eyes widened, clearly shocked at such a concept.

“What? You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen! If anyone should be worried about appearances, it should be me! Why would you think that?”

“Well it's just… We uhm. We makeout but we never really take it further than that…? We're both adults and I know if you're not ready, you're not ready but I just…I really want you to…you know… touch me. I guess I thought that maybe the reason why you haven't was because you didn't find me attractive…” Now it was Raph's turn to flush.

“O-oh. Well.. uh… I promise you it's not that! I just… well…I don't got a lot a’...um…experience on that front.” Before he could try to elaborate, he found you almost sitting in his lap, hands on his chest. He blinked up at you, suddenly feeling very small.

“Well I mean…practice makes perfect, right? Unless you uhm…really don't want to…” You tried to be as confident as possible, but faltered a bit. You didn't want to come on too strong, but you also couldn't ignore how much you wanted your boyfriend to finally touch you in ways that weren't chaste. Raph cleared his throat, cheeks fully flushed.

“I uh…I would like to, but what if I end up hurting you? Raph is kinda a big guy.” He shivered a bit as he felt soft hands start to rub along his arms. The atmosphere was completely different from earlier.

“You're not gonna’ hurt me Raphie. You worry too much. Just…follow my lead, okay? And if you don't like something, we'll stop.” You placed a soft, slow kiss to his beak and sat back, allowing him a moment to think it over before he nodded in the affirmative. Finally. You was finally going to move past first base. “I want you to touch me Raph. Wherever you want? Okay?” You brought her hands to his cheeks, thumbs brushing over the spikes there, before bringing him into a deep kiss.

With a little hesitation, you felt his hand drift to your hip, and then slowly but surely, down to your ass. His touch was feather light. A small improvement, but not enough. Groaning into his mouth, you backed your ass into his hand.

“C'mon Raphie, you're not gonna hurt me. It's okay to grab me a little. I'm not gonna break, I promise.” You gave his beak a nip and started kissing down his neck. He shuddered before letting caution to the wind and gripping your ass firmly. He squeezed the soft flesh in his hand, drinking in the new sounds coming from you. While he wouldn't say it out loud, he could smell you. He could smell you now, and he had smelled you many times before. A scent that, frankly, drove him crazy. He always tried to push it away, for fear of losing control and being a bit too rough with you, but now with you basically offering yourself to him, he couldn't help himself. He latched his lips onto her neck, nibbling at her before lifting his hand and bringing it back down on your ass. You let out a soft yip, before groaning into his neck where you continued to nip and suck. Your scent had spiked just then. Fuck. Why hadn't he just done this earlier?

Just from a simple grope and spank, you was in heaven. For so long you wanted to see this side of him, and you were going to make the most of it. You leaned back before brazenly taking off your shirt. Her bra that day wasn't anything fancy, but it wasn't anything too plain either. By the look on his face, you figured your boyfriend didn't mind. With his free hand, he ran his fingers along your side, stopping just short of your breasts. Even now he was still considerate. You simply placed her hand on his, bringing it over her chest. Your tits weren't small by any stretch, but under your beau’s massive hands, you could have been fooled to think otherwise.

“You're so beautiful..” He experimentally rolled the soft flesh in his hand. How did he get so lucky? Not only to have someone interested in him, but a partner that so clearly desired him. You whimpered as his thumb traced over your nipple through the offending bra.

“You're not too bad yourself, you know?” You continued to let his hands wander as you took in each sensation. You felt his thumb slowly brush under the fabric. “Want it off, big guy?” He nodded before placing a few kisses between your breasts. Carefully, you unclipped it and tossed it aside. Before you could react he was on you. His tongue lathed over your chest before he brought one peak into his mouth while teasing the other with his thumb. You squealed and brought your hands to his head, encouraging him to continue. He was definitely getting more confident, and you wanted to encourage that behavior. You moaned out for him as he continued to circle your nipple with his tongue, switching to your other breast so as to not leave any spot untouched.

“Raphie~ That feels so good…You're doing so good for me~” You had heard him churr before, but this was different. It was deeper, louder. It vibrated outwards from his chest and you could swear she felt it transfer to your own. He continued to lick and nip and suck at your chest as his hands found her hips once again. With a confidence previously missing, he gripped tightly and pushed your now throbbing center down onto his thigh. You cried out, already starting to get overwhelmed with sensations. You rocked herself back and forth, creating a delicious friction over your still covered cunt. You were soaked, but you knew that already. What you didn't know was that you wasn't the only one. Raphs own slit was leaking under his shorts. He wanted so badly to drop, but he held his composure. You was his main focus, but you had other ideas.

“You've been–ahn! Making me feel so good Red, I want to make you feel good too. Show me? Please?” Were you panting? When did you start panting? You didn't know.

“Y-you sure? I uh…what I have is a bit different…” He was panting too. When did you both get so worked up? You backed up and lifted yourself off his lap.

“Of course I'm sure. It doesn't matter what you have going on. I just wanna’ make you feel good. Let's get those shorts off of you. You can take mine off later.” You tugged at the hem of his joggers, stretching it and letting it snap back against his skin. Raph swallowed thickly, before nodding. You being demanding was…way hotter than he expected. Bashfully, he moved to take the joggers off, before sitting back down, and settling into a comfortable position. He felt your hands on his thighs as you made your way in front of him. He allowed you to push them apart; his tail twitched in anticipation. The slick from his slit was dripping out of him. You eyed his cloaca curiously, a finger gently reaching out to stroke the tender, swollen flesh. Raph let out a moan and hid his face in his hand. He could have dropped from just that touch.

“Oh. I mean…this isn't that different? I guess I just thought you'd have a…well…you know. I don't mind though.” You smiled and continued to use her now slick coated fingers to rub teasingly along his slit.

“I-I do. It's just–anh! Inside. Fuck, I don't think I can keep it in much longer.” Oh. The cursing was new. You wouldn't mind hearing that a bit more, especially if accompanied by the sweet whimpers your usually intimidating boyfriend was making.

“That's okay Red…I don't mind. Let me see you?” Tentatively and ever so gently, you pressed a finger inside him, bumping against something hard and hot. Raph let out what could only be described as the sound of a wounded animal. Before you could react, your fingers were forced out. Your boyfriend's cock dropped out of him with a lewd squelch, before falling onto his thigh with a wet plap. The first thing you noticed was the massive size of it. In both length and girth, it was a monster. You sheepishly looked from his dick, to his face, then back to his dick as if to do a double take. You let out a low whistle.

“Under normal circumstances, I'd ask how you manage to hide that thing. Fuck, Raph…” All he could do was chuckle a little. Half out of pride, half out of embarrassment. You wanted to touch him, and reached out a hand. You looked at him, and he nodded, giving the green light.

Grasping his length in your hand, the first thing you noticed was how heavy it was. You couldn't fit your entire hand around him. How were you supposed to blow him, you weren't sure. You'd figure that out at a later date. The color of it was interesting. It was a pinkish red, with it getting redder towards the tip. The tip itself was flared out, almost like that of a flower. He was dripping, and you hadn't even started. Slowly but with purpose, you began to move you hand up and down the slick appendage. Raph's head lulled back as he let out a deep moan. You smiled at your boyfriend with half lidded eyes. This is what you wanted for so long. This level of intimacy. You snapper was falling apart right in front of you. You resisted the urge to slip you hand into your shorts to circle your clit.

“Fuck fuck fuck! I-I don't know how long Raph’s gonna’ last. I've never felt so–mmph! S-sensitive before…I'm sorry if it's too quick but your hand just feels–haah! So good.” You hummed and picked up the pace, causing another strangled moan to come from him.

“It's okay Raphie. If you need to let go, let go. I want you to feel good. Do you wanna cum for me Raphie~?” For fucks sake, could you get any hotter? How long had you hid this side of you from him? Why didn't he just make a move months ago? Raph was reduced to a moaning, whining mess and you were to blame. He couldn't keep himself from begging even if he wanted to.

“Yes, please babe, please…! Please please…Fuck!” Your hand sped up further, and Oh God you're leaning down and running your tongue along the tip of his cock. He's gone as soon as you tell him to cum. There's so much. It coats your tongue, your hand, even your cheek. Some of it even reaches his plastron. You ease him down as his thighs shake, nothing had ever felt that intense for him before. His own hand? Ruined. There was no way he could feel better than he did at that moment. Oh. You just swallowed the cum that had shot into your mouth. Guess he could feel better. In his post orgasm bliss, he felt you crawl up towards him as his cock retracted back into himself. You placed a small kiss on his cheek, but hecwasn't having any of that. He grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you in for a deep kiss on the lips. The taste of him was still there as he shoved his tongue into your mouth, but he didn't care. Not one bit.

“Feel good?” You asked, the smugness evident in your voice. He just rolled his eyes, sitting up and pulling you back into his lap. You laughed, and the smell of you hit Raphs nostrils again. The scent of your arousal was even stronger and more intoxicating than before. It was your turn, and he'd be damned if he didn’t make you feel just as good.

“I think you know the answer to that already, pip-squeak.” he kissed your forehead. “If I remember correctly, you promised I could take these off of you.” He fingered at the waistline of your shorts the same way you had done to him. You giggled again.

“I did promise that, didn't I? Well, go ahead big boy. Strip me.” you were going to be the death of him. Your smug confidence was going to make him drop again if he wasn't careful. With a bit of effort, he managed to wrangle off your shorts and panties. You were cradled into his arm, a firm hand finding its way to your ass. With his unoccupied hand, he spread apart you legs just like you had done to him. You were beautiful like this, Raph thought. Your cheeks flushed, your breasts exposed, your cunt dripping. All for him. With feigned confidence, he lowered his hand to your mound, before lazily dragging a finger along your weeping slit. You let out a content sigh, and allowed him to caress you at his own pace.

“You're soaked. All this for me?” He dipped his finger in further, listening to how your breath hitched.

“Only for you Raphie. O-only for you.” You squeaked as the pad of his finger came into contact with your swollen clit. “Right there Raph…Right there feels so good.” You whimpered and let your head fall back into the crook of his shoulder as he circled your clit once more.

“Like this?” He pressed a little harder, and continued to rub at your clit. You could feel even more slick leaking out of your center; you wondered if any of it would end up dripping onto his lap. You legs twitched and your moaned, probably louder than intended.

“Y-Yeah. Right there. Just keep rubbing my clit like that. You're doing so good.” Raphs tail wiggled. He didn't think he'd enjoy being called a good boy, but he was happy to be proven wrong.

“I'm gonna’ take good care of you, babe. I'm gonna’ make you feel so good.” He nuzzled his beak into your neck, nipping and sucking as he continued to work your clit. Growing bolder, he dipped his finger between your folds, circling around your opening, before sliding a finger in. You gasped, feeling yourself clench around his thick finger. It stretched you more than two of your own and reached deeper than you could. You twitched as he began to pump his finger into you at a steady pace.

“Fuck your finger is big Raph. Damn…” You continued to babble on, and Raph drank up every sound.

“If you haven't noticed, everything about me is big.” He chucked, earing a frustrated groan from you.

“Don't get smart with me Red–Ahn!” The snapper had started to curl his finger inside of you as he kept a steady pace. “Fuck, you're a fast learner…Just keep that up…” Raph felt his chest puff out a little at that as he continued to work you open. Before long, his second finger began to prod at your entrance.

“Think you can handle a little more, babe?” He bit at the crux of your neck and shoulder as you whined.

“Yes please…” you huffed, sliding your own hand down to circle your clit as he continued to fuck you on his fingers. It was just his hand, but you could feel yourself getting drunk on his touch. He pushed his second finger in, stretching you even wider. If his fingers filled you like this, you couldn't even imagine what the stretch of his cock would feel like. The fingers on your clit sped up, and Raph did his best to keep pace. Your moans were getting louder and your legs were starting to shake. He could feel your hot center clamping down on his fingers. You was close, right? He was going to feel you cum on his fingers. He was going to make his partner cum for the first time. He could feel slick begin to drip from his slit again.

“Keep going Raph I'm so close! Please please please!” your shaking intensified, and with a few more flicks to your clit, you was pushed over the edge. You cried out, your pussy clenching around Raphs thick fingers as you came hard. He continued to finger you through it, fucking you through wave after wave of intense pleasure. Eventually the stimulation became too much and you tapped at his arm. His fingers remained inside you as you caught your breath, pulsing around the digits. It was like you were trying to keep him inside, but alas, it was not to be. He removed his fingers from you with an obscene squelch.

“Fuck…Look at that.” You groaned, your entire body reduced to jelly. He brought his fingers to his face, observing the shine of your cum costing his fingers. Before he realized what he was doing, he had taken a deep huff of the digits before cleaning them with his tongue. You whimpered as he tasted you on his fingers. “Damn babe, you taste amazing. Next time I think I'll need to get you on my mouth.” You just groaned in approval, a satisfied, lopsided smile on your face. The snapper laid back, pulling you next to him for a much needed cuddle.

“You alright?” He asked. All you could do was nod and cuddle into his plastron. He smiled, giving you one more kiss on your forehead. “Good. We gotta’ do this again soon. I should have never kept you waiting.”

Finally you had both taken the next step, and it looked like even more steps were soon to come.

[noirleo]

please anonymously tell me something about your tmnt self insert. tell me what you love about your favorite turtles. tell me all about your tmnt oc’s backstory. be as cringy or cool as you want

[steadypet101]

CW: Long post

"Valentine's Day art collection (sort of)"

Happy Valentine's Day! Here are the pen traced versions of my two favorite gay hedgehogs, and here are my TMNT Mutant Mayhem first two couples with my ocs. (I would've drawn Miffy and Reagan art, but I haven't drawn their bases just yet, I'm so sorry about that.)

So anyway, I have a short little story for these three. But since we all know how the first top part goes, I'm going for the bonus Sonadow.

"Nose to Nose" - Sonic grabbed Shadow quickly in a flash by his arms, making the dark hedgehog yelped in surprise. Suddenly, his nose touched the speedy blue hedgehog's nose. Still surprised by this, Shadow is speechless by this, which makes Sonic smile.

"Oh, come on, Shads. Don't act like you never wanted a nose to nose," Sonic said coyly.

"I don't. But just to humor you, I'll go along," Shadow said with a smirk on his face.

The hedgehogs then rubbed their noses together, making their hearts soar.

"I love you, faker," Shadow said.

"I love you, too, Shadow," Sonic said happily.

Shadow chuckled. "I love you more."

"I know you do."

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"Alinardo adorkable kiss selfie" - "Come on, Leo! Let's take a selfie together!" Lea called out to Leo from peaking her head through the curtain into his and his brothers' bedroom after finishing cleaning up his twin katana blades with a rag.

He smiled as he put his blades in the corner of his space. "Okay, we'll go and take some with my phone," he said as he stepped out of the room.

"Yay!" Lea cheered. She watched Leo take out his cell phone from his belt, open up a camera app, and gesture the girl to come. She placed her hand onto his shoulder and prepared to smile for the camera. Just then, Lea pulled Leo closer to her face and began to kiss him on the cheek. Blushing, the leader in blue smiles for the camera with his adorkable smile as he takes the photo.

After the photo was taken, Lea took the phone and took a look at it with a smile. "Aw, Leo! We look so cute together! You especially look so cute with that smile."

Still blushing and smiling, Leo has a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Y-you think I have a cute smile?"

"I don't think, I know," the human replied.

The mutant turtle couldn't help but grinned widely.

"Hey, think you can send me this photo to my phone?" Lea asked as she gave Leo back his phone. "I want to save it and use it for my home wallpaper."

"Sure. I'd would love to," Leo said warmly.

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"Susietello surprise kiss selfie" - Susie was studying on the dining table in the Turtles' lair when Donnie was approaching towards her. "Hey, Sue. Want to take a selfie with me?" Donnie asked as he took out his phone.

"Well, I'm a little busy at the moment, but I guess I can relax my brain for a bit," the human friend said as she closed her textbook and set it aside.

They both walked towards the opening of the lair, and Donnie had his camera ready. Meanwhile, Sue was planning how to make this selfie photo more memorable as she was fixing her pastel green hair and her glasses.

"Okay, ready?" the purple clad turtle asked.

"Ready," Sue answered.

The two get close together with the timer set. As Donnie smiled for the camera, he felt a hand on his head and a small kiss on his side of his head. It was Sue, and his facial expression changed from a photogenic smile to a surprised one. The camera clicked, and they both took a look at the photo. Donnie's heart was fluttering when he saw the proof of Sue kissing him.

"Uh, did-did you just?..." he stammered timidly.

"Yeah, I did. I thought this photo would be nice instead of our usual peace signs and making silly faces each time we take selfies," Sue smiled warmly. "Sorry about that."

Donnie couldn't help but blush at this. He smiled back to her. "No. This is perfect. I love it. Thank you for that. I really mean it."

"You're welcome, D. Anything for my best mutant turtle friend ever."

They shared smiles towards each other and began to head back to the lair. Donnie couldn't stop thinking of Sue's actions to the camera. He didn't expect that to happen, but it did. He was surprised, but he was happy that his human crush kissed him. Wish it would be on the lips, though, but oh well. There's always next time.

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Wow, that's a lot of typing. Anyways, sorry if my stories were crappy. I hope y'all like them all. I'll edit them a little later.❤️🩷❤️🩷

[r9ckstarkitty]

My pookies

[cowabunga-doll]

All 4-1 Challenge: Shenanigans 😂🤪

Here we again, my post entry for the TMNT All 4-1 Challenge hosted by the lovelies ladies @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 @nittleboo @tmnt-tychou and @post-apocalyptic-daydream

This time i selected "You did what, now?/You heard. What are you gonna do about it?" scenario, about Leo getting a phone call where Aliyah saying she got stuck on her bed.. being handcuffed or tied up on purpose 😅🤣. This was my first attempt to make a comic, please let me know if i did it well or if i need more practice. Also, this was also the first time i drew Donnie (even though, i messed up doing the goggles.. i need to work on that but Donnie looks so cute 💜)

Leo/Tmnt (c) Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird

Aliyah Rose and Fanart (c) @cowabunga-doll (me)