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magicalpoison · 1 year

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Rose Gold Promises (Pt2)

Part 2 of Rose Gold Promises is here! WHOOO But its a short one! AWE!

I Know - I am sorry, but you will understand why.

PART ONE HERE

TMNT X GN READER

TW: None really, some slight angst but that's it! Expect maybe some bad grammar and spelling.

Enjoy!

How stupid could he be? Why didn’t he go after them? Thoughts, regrets ran through his veins, pumping heated blood across his heavy body. The words exchanged, looking back on it were not needed, but too stubborn to admit that allowed. A heavy sigh, before collapsing his head in his already trembling hands. He couldn’t go after her now, his anger made him stubborn and at this point it was already morning. Peering over at the blinking red numbers of some trashy old clock only seemed to further the anger in his system. Glaring pointless bullets at the machine before he turned away, flinging himself back onto his bed as he thought about it all. About how those soft caring (e/c) eyes held such pain, the way tears rolled down those puffy cheeks. A sting of pain flashed through his chest, turning to his side and curling into himself. He wanted that image out of his head, though no matter the expression they were beautiful, but still those tears were enough to make him cry himself. He groaned, squeezing his eyes closed, trying to think of anything else, but love corrupted the turtle in many ways. They, no matter how hard he tried, consumed his mind. Those sad eyes haunting him till slowly his adrline died down and sleep took over.

He slept off hours, waking up now and again shaken by dreams of them. Finally after the third time waking up in worry the sun was beginning to set on the new york sky. The streets cleared out, somewhat and he could leave. Exiting his room he spoke not a word as he walked by a certain brother. They exchanged a cold glance before the older of them all stepped in to speak. “Raph, Don, pizza,” He bothered not to ask either of them if they were okay, knowing very well the answer he’d likely be given. He shook his head not wanting to waste his time eating when he needed to find them and now. He turned his back heading in the direction of the entrance to the lair ignoring Leo and Mikey's questions of where he was going. Walk soon turned into a full on sprint out of the sewers and into the dark city. Jumping shadow to shadow, roof to roof like his life and world depended on it, cause in his eyes it did. (Y/N) was only ever kind to him, and after the events of yesterday, things needed to be said. Though he doubted they’d like what they heard.

A few more graceful jumps from building in classic ninja style before he finally reached the apartments where they lived. Quietly he maneuvered across the fire escape, past the other countless windows before he reached the window to the living room of her apartment. How he knew besides the countless times he found comfort in being there was the sticker. Mikey gave (Y/N) this giant turtle window sticker when it was still a struggle for the goofball brother to find her apartment, not wanting him to get him or his brothers caught Mikey came up with an idea. Though the brothers saw it pointless, (Y/N)’s kind heart thought it was a genius idea and happily complied with it. That was the first moment when the broad turtle knew something had changed, the beginning of his feelings for (Y/N). He shook his head, removing the pointless, though comforting memories away. Sliding open the window and slipping in he took notice to the still quiet apartment. Lightly treading his way through the small apartment before he came to a sudden halt in the hall between kitchen and living room. Those ninja observation skills never failed him as he noticed a crucial detail. The small table near the door, where they’d exhaustedly thrown their keys down on was not there. His eyes squinted a bit as he slowly began to worry. Were they just out with friends? Or family? However, as he explored the apartment he saw no trace of their clothes from the other day, the scent of them lingered but was faint, compared to if they were here earlier.

Did they not come home yesterday? Worry flooded his body and like a drug sent him into overdrive. He darted out the window as quietly as he could, jumping onto the roof in panic. “No...no...nonononono” He muttered as he just began searching everywhere he could. Work, the few friends he had seen, places they’d visit often, but nothing. At this point he was long past worried, he was hysterical as tears and fear threatened to just erupt from the mutant. He turned to head back to the lair, to get his brothers and start a full on search for (Y/N) but just as he jumped across one building he saw what to him was heaven's light. An apartment about seven miles away he could see (Y/N) in the window with whom he would guess is a friend. He watched a moment as they shared the pint of ice cream before their gaze turned to him. The feeling of being watched is likely tempting (Y/N) to look in the direction. The soft expression became a sad one before they said something to their friend and walked out.

He waited in the shadows a moment in silence, contemplating what exactly he was going to even say. His thoughts running ragged before he heard the door to the roof open, he looked up to see them, blanket over their shoulders, wearing a set of pjs too cute, but obviously not their own. They lacked the soft scent of hers, plus were a few sizes too big. He jumped across, stopping in front of (Y/N), opening his mouth to speak, but fell silent as he took a stepback. There was silence between them a moment before he finally spoke. “You didn’t go home last night?” He asked, looking to the ground, along with them. (Y/N) breathed in through their nose before letting it go in the form of a sigh. “Yeah, I just...couldn’t bring myself to stay there alone,” Their words pained him in a way they didn’t know, but they would in a moment.

Building up confidence he looked at her with a soft expression. “I know this isn’t what ya wanna hear…,” He started looking over at the person who held his heart in their tiny human grip. “I love you. I love you so much, watching you cry and scream it killed me inside.” His words were soft, spoken truly from the heart and he lowered down a bit to (Y/N)’s height, taking their small hands into his own. There was this look of sadness across the features of their face, he knew it turn out like this.They didn’t speak, they tried to but feel silent only a second later. This was next level betrayal on his part, he realized as he let go of the pair of hands that he thought fit so nicely in his own. He grumbled a small sorry ready to leave it as it was but was stopped. “Is that why you came and not him, Raph?” (Y/N) asked the turtle in red.

#raphael tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt x reader

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magicalpoison · 1 year

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Your writing is amazing!!! Keep up the work dude ♥️💜💙🧡

Oh gosh thank you! I will try!

I'm just glad people are still on here even reading xreader stuff! It makes me happy knowing people seem to enjoy my writing even if they aren't author worthy material.

Thank you for the love and support, and enjoying some good lookin' mutant turtles.

#i love you #thank you #so blessed #tmnt 2016 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2012

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magicalpoison · 1 year

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A taste for you (Vamp!Donnie x F!Reader)

this a lemon/smut - No minors, All characters are 18+ including reader

Requested by: @ashleighclark98

Pairing: Vampire Donatello (Bayverse) x Female Reader

Request: 89. Mating season 58. Turtle bedroom 142. “Bite me.” 123. “Don’t hold back.” 96. Making out with 5. “MINE.” and Turning into a vampire

TW: Smut/lemon, oral (female recieving), Swearing, Mentions of blood, possible - likely grammar errors

A/N:This one turned out to be my goddamn favorite, less talking, more just romantic, passionate and just intimate things. I spent so long tryna rewrite the beginning though that I gave up after a while. Still we are all here for the smut not the story!

How terrible, truly how terrible this entire mistake had been. Donatello, the genius he is, made an error of the worst kind. He had taken it upon himself to see if he could any way alter the ooze that made him and his brothers the people - or turtles they were today. Attempting to perhaps further him and his brothers own skills or to fix others they affected by the ooze, however, a spill brought by a flying skateboard, thank you mikey, lead to each brother coming into contact with the ooze. At first it held no real side effects, it seemed they were unchanged. That was their first contact with a human.It came as a surprise to all four brothers these strange changes, ranging from a heightened sense of hearing to the worst a hunger, a need for blood. All four brothers decided to remain in hiding until this matter was solved, so Donatello was under a bit of pressure this fine night. So excuse him for having forgotten to inform his girlfriend of the events at hand. He did not think she would be so brave to actually show up the sewers and his lab to demand the whereabouts of her boyfriend.

Donnie held his head down looking through the microscope eyeing the small sample of ooze as it moved under the glass. Him giving an annoyed hum at the unchanging ooze, it remaining unaltered by his added chemicals. The purple clad turtle adjusting his glasses seemingly blocking out the world only hearing a few mutters from outside his designated space. He just suspected it was all from Mickey, still determined to find a name for what they had become, claiming they were vampires or other things of such nonsense. “ (Y/n)! Wait” Leo called out following the angry and annoyed woman as she ran into the lab, ignoring the brothers as they tried to get her to leave. “Donnie!” Her usually sweet voice laced with anger causing the purple clad turtle to flinch a bit as he looked away from the ooze sample up to his sweet dove clearly fuming with such anger. It was only when he looked up at her, green eyes pleading for mercy that it hit him like a truck. Full speed and without warning a boiling rush of a feeling. “Dove…” He sighed his sweet pet name falling on deaf ears as (Y/n) anger for being stood up on their date was too strong to be swayed by sweet nothings.

“Nope! No Dove this or that, I need an explanation mister as to why i was left on a rooftop by myself?” She huffed glaring at the turtle before her eyes trailed the table before him. Papers, arrangements of chemicals and beakers strung about the usually clean lab. Indicator Donnie was struggling with whatever invention or ooze extrication he was working on. A deep inhale (Y/n) looked back at the turtle, his eyes lowered down. Donatello was trying to ignore the burning feeling coursing through his veins like a plague, a hunger. He squeezing his eyes closed tightly behind those large specs he wore did nothing against the thumping sound of her heart. He heard it clear as day, a soft rhythmic sound calming and maddening all at once. “It’s hard to explain Dove,” He muttered, hanging his head. (Y/n) frowned at his reaction, adding in the mess of a lab and room. Instinctively (Y/n) reached a hand out seeking to comfort the turtle but just as her fingers grazed the skin of his cheek his hand shot up gripping her wrist. (Y/n) jumped at the sudden grip, but came to relax as did his grip on her wrist did.

Those once green eyes opened to instead fade to a piercing red, gazing from his pretty little dove to her hand he held in his. Such a tiny wrist. He thought to himself looking at her hand running his thumb over her delicate wrist feeling her pulse race beneath her skin. Bringing her wrist up to his lips he pressed a delicate kiss along her soft skin. Even as his eyes closed he could tell she was flustered by such a move, her pulse speeding up making the man crack a smirk against her skin. Curious he looked up to see (Y/n) all flushed in the cheeks looking down at him all wide eyed. Such a cute reaction made the turtle want more, to see what other expressions she would make as his lips moved elsewhere along her skin. Donatello gave a low hum standing up he released her wrist from his grasp still leaving his dove standing there in bewilderment. Walking past her to the door of his lab he closed it, shutting himself and her off from the world and his brothers. He took a moment to collect his thoughts as the makeshift door clicked with confirmation that it was shut tight. Should he be doing this? Letting these thoughts go to his head and finally giving into hunger that rumpled inside him. He groaned even from these few feet away he could hear her breathe out a shaky sigh, the sound of the concrete beneath her shoes as she turned to look at him. She too finally managed to collect her thoughts.

“I just want to know why you bailed Don,” She gave a soft plea, his actions obviously enough to calm what anger she had. Donatello looked back at her with that usual nervous smile and gave a quiet “Tis’ the season I suppose, couldn’t risk it,” He said a fair warning that it was indeed mating season for his species, though he as well as his brothers knew that was not the whole truth. Truly didn’t matter or it mattered very much seeing as all she had been doing was standing in his presence, it alone was driving him to his limits. He walked up to the small woman, small in comparison to him at least. He is always towering over here, much larger than any normal man even at his young adult age of twenty. (Y/n) obviously didn’t believe him at first as the mess of a lab area said there was much more going on, but trying to speak about it proved futile especially to such charms. “Are you sure ‘cause it looks like-” (Y/n) was cut off again as she tried to touch or at least gesture towards the experiments with the ooze, and yet again Donatello had a grip on her wrist in a matter of seconds. This time however his hand didn’t remain there letting her wrist go and instead both those large green calloused hands held her face still long enough to press a heated unexpected but short kiss to them.

Donatello had panicked, worried she touched the ooze by accident and he let his body lead him to stopping it, its method of choice apparently being one of physical affection. (Y/n) didn’t fight it, falling victim almost immediately as she melted into the kiss and hands. He pulled away just as her lips parted expecting, craving more. Eyes opened to meet each other, it was only then that (Y/n) noticed the shift in eye color. Strange. She thought looking into those dark red eyes that bored into hers, eyeing her with a hunger and depth she could not entirely explain. Donatello gave in that very moment, looking down at her lips parted, breath held waiting patiently for more, for something else he caved. Behaving be damned, he was going to let instinct take over. His fingers tangled in her hair as he gave her a smile, a final warning to his need before he collided their lips together once more. Taking her breath with every move of his lips, pulling her closer by her head, leading her till she was fully against his plastron. Though each kiss was dripping with hunger it also held such passion, as if he stood to savor each movement from her.

(Y/n) felt her breath escape her, her chest heaving against the solid form of his plastron. His tall frame enveloped her, hide her from all sight and sound till it was only him in her senses. Hearing his amused hums and groans as the kiss developed into something more heated or as her hands trailed along his body. His lips all she could feel as the brushed and pulled at her own, prying her mouth open allowing him the access to have his tongue roam the inside of her mouth. Her eyes closed and yet her thoughts wandered playing images of what his face could possibly look like at this very moment, replaying the scenes of previous heated rendezvous they had shared, but all simple in comparison to what was happening now.

Donatello felt a frenzy of small taps along his shielded chest, a sign his love had to make when she required a moment. Without protest he pulled away letting the two a moment to breathe again, but remaining close. They sharing the air between them with each struggle and shaky inhale and exhale. (Y/n) pressed her lips into a thin line unsure of what to say or do in such a moment, though they done this plenty of times before this one remained to be different, to awaken her own human needs for satisfaction. Donatello seemed to realize this, how could he not when the pounding heart and pleading eyes were the only things he saw and heard. All he needs as well. He stepped back from her, the dissipation of body heat left both feeling strangely cold though both were dressed and feeling hot not moments ago. Releasing her from his grip he instead took her hand gently in his larger one as he led her away from his lab into the corner that became his room. Guiding her to walk backwards right into the side of the bed, letting her gently fall back with the lightest push.

She all too willingly allowed herself onto the springy mattress and soft sheets, him falling right after her, hovering over her for a moment. No words spoken, just begging glances exchanged before that primal instinct took over. His lips found hers again in a desperate heated kiss, this one rougher than the last likely to bruise to lips of hers, but what did she care.The (h/c) girl tossed her arms over the turtle’s shoulders and shell trying to pull him down close to her burning yet cold body. She needed some sense of closeness between the two but it remained a pointless venture as Donatello didn’t budge. Why? Because the kiss was not meant to last. He pulled away to instead allow those soft lips of his to linger down onto her neck. Hearing the rushing of her blood and the pounding of her heart do its finest to keep up with her aroused state, he smirked. “Mine~” He purred in between soft delicate kisses that quickly turned into light nips and licks along her throat. Sending a chill crawling down (Y/n)’s spine as she lay beneath him, hands exploring the firm body above her. His hands did the same, one remained holding him up to avoid crushing his pretty Dove. The other began exploring her clothed body, analyzing her outfit of choice to see if it would remain on or be removed soon enough. Thankfully it was a pretty little number she wore tonight, a dress. Donnie would be perfectly content with leaving her inside but still having access to the prize at hand.

Donatello seemed to have little patience at this moment, as did (Y/N). They both trailed their hands down past the other's hips to brush past the straining cores of their bodies. They sat there in their soft pants, laughing despite Donnie’s assault on her neck. "Donnie." Hearing his name breathed out like some unholy prayer made the purple-clad mutant shiver with delight. Oh how he wanted to hear her say that again. He pulled his face from the nape of her neck looking down at the woman beneath him. “Yes (Y/n)?” He returned her name like summer, hot till the end. “I’m sorry,” Her words caught him off guard. Yes, perhaps she arrived angry, but he was wrong for not saying a single thing about the events that transpired. He sighed, shaking his head at her pointless but meaningful words. “No, it's I who should be sorry. So allow me the chance to make up for it,” He spoke sweetly, words like silk yet sent a shiver of ice running along (Y/n) spine. She nodded, not able to find the words to deny him such a chance. This was especially when it was clear his genius mind already knew exactly how he was to do so. The turtle chuckled, he did indeed have an idea in mind. Instead, he let letting his hand trail down to her leg following her inner calf and thigh up and right back down. Donnie lifted himself off from above her, instead opting to kneel on the floor beside the bed. Slowly as if she were some delicate research and experiment he began to remove pieces of her attire, starting with her shoes. As he gently raised her leg, he kissed her teasingly along her flesh, removing each one with such care. Following her other leg then trailing up her lifted the trim of the dress slowly revealing more and more of her legs than her abdomen.

He chuckled at how silent (Y/n) fell looking up at her now propped up on her elbows watching him with that cute flustered face again. “If i do something you like then don’t hold back pretty Dove~” He purred knowing exactly how to time his words as they were quickly followed by a ghost-like kiss right above the lining of her undergarments. (Y/n) gasped and whined following such a light touch, he was so close to where she needed him most that only then did she realize how wet she was. Barely anything was touched and yet he had this woman soaked and craving more. Donatello smiled, the once dorky sort of quiet turtle almost looked smug, clearly proud of himself and his ability to get this woman going. The mutant did not torment his lover for long as he too was feeling the straining sinsation of his manhood against those shorts he wore, the did little to conceal the obviously erection he was sporting and while (Y/n) did take notice of it she was quickly distracted as Donatello rubbed a single digit along the thin cotton fabric of her undergarments. Over the concealed wetness of her cunt making her writhe against the bed. Slowly building such anticipation he slowly removed her panties from her body, (Y/n) not needing to move a muscle as the green mutant was strong enough to lift her hips for her with ease. Removing the fabric he tossed it aside for later clean up, turning his head back to her now exposed nether regions he leaned down not giving (Y/n) a moment to process the cold against her heated core before his tongue slid between her folds giving her a long teasing lick.

This motion prompted a very loud gasp to arise out of the woman as Donatello took a second to enjoy the lingering taste of her on his tongue. Only for a second though before it faded from him leading the mutant to lower his head back down for another and another. The mutant remained unmoving from his spot between her legs, his tongue hot from body heat remained tracing over her entrance, prodding it and rubbing against her clit in ways that drove (Y/n) mad. The young man was obviously fully aware of what he was doing and how to do it as she was nothing but incoherent cries and muttered of pleas on the sheets of his bed. Head hanging back as her elbows struggled to keep her up right, her body quaking with delicious delirium. Through her own cries and whispers of his name did she hear and feel his own moan against her trembling core. She forced herself to open her eyes peering down past her own body to Donatello enjoying his tasing of her, his hands firmly wrapped around his cock stroking the hardened member as he did so. Donatello from the time he began devouring his lover had grown a bit too needy for his liking, needing to desperately relieve some of the pressure he sought to get himself further down to his satisfaction with her. If the air in (Y/n)’s lung had not already been wasted on moaning and begging in bliss she would have felt it knocked out of her lungs again with such a sight.

It was the last straw needed for her elbows to give in, letting her upper body collapse onto the bed with a whine followed by his name. “Donnie~!” She begged for his attention, finally pulling the turtle from such a sweet dessert. Though he stopped his feverish eating he still remained in close proximity of her cunt, her feeling his hot breath panting slightly against her needy heat. “I need you.” She begged, one hand releasing itself from the sheets she held in a vice grip, the dark purple fabric remaining scrunched up as she reached out to the turtle before her. Donatello stood, not one to deny a lady, especially when they sounded so god damn hot begging like that. He stood up from his knees, both hands reaching down to take firm hold of her hips pulling her further off the edge of the bed and raising them to meet him. He leaned over down to her, his pretty little girlfriend looking so fucking beautiful as she laid there looking back at him waiting for his next move. “You are too cute princess~” He purred his tongue trailing his lips, wiping away any lingering residue from his feast. (Y/n) blushed, though she was sure it could not be seen through her already burning flustered skin.

“Who do you belong to?” His question came a bit as a surprise to (Y/n), nevertheless she found his lowered voice and demanding tone only to further her arousal. Donatello held her hips up with one hand pressed firmly up into her lower back. The other took hold of his shaft running it along her slick folds, his head teasing her entrance but not moving any farther till he got an answer. He raised a brow at her, those eyes piercing her with such an impatient and dominating gaze. Unlike her usual Donnie, but either way she loved it. “You.” Her words were nothing but a shaky whisper but it was good enough from the impatient Donatello. Sliding himself into her with such ease to feel her walls flutter around him trying to adjust to the large girth of him. He ventured back to his assault on her neck and collarbone as he whispered sweet nothing into her ears about how good she felt and how beautiful she was. He waited a moment more before pulling back only to collide with her hips again, bearing down into her core at a fast pace. Donatello was usually a man to take his time, but at this given moment he wanted nothing more than to reach his climax and to bring (Y/n) to hers.

“Fuck.” he groaned into her neck, his words of ecstasy drowned out by (Y/n)s repeating moans, his little dove singing for him in such a pretty way, but he could not risk her getting any louder. Sitting up Donatello resorted to clamping a hand over her mouth trying to muffle her lewd song. Besides it was only for him to hear, no one else should get such a pleasure as to hear her cry for him. His sudden hand forced her eyes open looking at her boyfriend in a lustful haze earning a smile from the ninja above her. “Shhh~ Bite me if you need to, but you must be at least somewhat quite gorgeous.” He whispered in her ear earning a desperate nod from his partner. With her moans now muffled (Y/n) needing to bite down on her own boyfriend’s hand to prevent her from getting louder, Donnie took that as a chance to pick up the pace and bite her himself. Attacking her neck leaving a path of hickeys and bruises along her sick and bucked into her hard. Both were already amidst the path to their arousal from his earlier teasing but now he was teetering the edge of it. Feeling his cock twitch in her as he raised her hips higher adjusting his position to plunge deeper he moaned in her ear, each lewd sound followed by a heave for air. The change in position allowed him the chance to hit that perfect spot for the already hazed (Y/n), her back arching off the bed and teeth baring down into the flesh of his hand. Donatello was also getting louder, resulting in him biting down into her neck a little harder than he intended, both drawing blood as they struggled to keep their voices down.

With him fucking into her like his life depended on it he found himself not thinking properly, trying desperately to find their climax. So as the sudden hint of blood, her blood touched his tongue he lost all sense of control. Opening his mouth wide to allow his fangs out he buried his teeth back into her. Iron taste of blood coated his mouth, a sharp and short lived twinge of pain shot through (Y/n)’s body, it seemed to be the final push that both needed. (Y/n) walls clenched around him at his base as Donnie gave a few final driving thrust into her before he came. His seed coating her walls as he pulled back from her neck. (Y/n) in her final attempt to remain silent through her own climax bit down as hard as possible on Donnie’s hand drawing her own small amount of blood that too found its way onto her tongue. Both released each other as the purple-clad turtle gave a few final small movements draining himself and her of all the energy they had.

Pulling out of her Donnie had to steady himself a moment still feeling the effects of such a high. He sighed walking away a moment to let (Y/n) try and catch her breath as he went on the search for a cloth suitable enough to clean the two up. Returning, (Y/n) sat up to meet eyes with the turtle as he assisted in cleaning her up. (Y/n) gave an audible small gasp but not at her still sensitive cunt but at the clear bite mark and blood on her lover’s hand. Reaching out she took it in her smaller hands pressing a soft apologetic kiss to his wound. “So am I forgiven?” He asked sweetly joining her on the bed as he discarded the cloth. The exhausted woman gave a soft laugh as she was pulled up close to his chest, cuddling into him she nodded. “I suppose that will do,” (Y/n) said, pressing a final kiss to his lips. Donatello smiled fully willing to accept that answer, ready to collapse into sleep with his lovely dove beside him.

#tmnt donatello #donnie x reader #donatello x reader #tmnt bayverse #tent bay verse x reader #vampire #vampire x reader #tmnt smut #tmnt lemon #spicy writing

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magicalpoison · 2 years

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Been away from my laptop so come Monday I got a lot of updates to post!

From a NSFW Donnie, Belladonna kiss (Donnie x reader story), Update to Rose gold promises pt 2 & 3, more small imagines.

But while away I have found my love for Overwatch again! So expect that to be added to roster of characters I write about!

Also! Small rant!

Overwatch 2 - i like loot boxes more than this damn battle pass. But I may buy it anyways still I seriously want the Baptise dance emote

I spent so much money on Overwatch 1 for skins and emotes. So now all the little packs that Overwatch 2 has is useless to me since I own damn well everything expect a few skins. I stopped playing OVW1 right before Echo came out.

#x reader #overwatch #overwatch 2 #update

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magicalpoison · 2 years

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Rose Gold Promises (Pt.1)

A/N: My favorite thing I ever wrote but never finished

PART 2 HERE

Rose Gold Promises (pt 1) Donnie x Reader TW: Angst, Swearing, arguments

It was never a surprise to anyone at the ungodly amount of time Donnie spent in his lab. His brothers knew and even told (Y/N) when they first entered their lives that he was there almost 24/7. Strangely enough (Y/N) found his brilliant mind and undying dedication to his work endearing. And it was only two years since they met the turtle in the purple mask before they found themselves actually dating him! (Y/N) was perfectly happy in this relationship, despite it having to be a secret one. Having to only see Donnie at night and lying to friends and family about where they were heading. Initially, it was difficult, but they were happy and hopelessly in love. However, Donnie after some time was quick to return to the habit of spending hours in his lab. Zoning out his brothers and the world around him, he was quick to pay attention to his dove, but with each passing day, things began moving downhill. (Y/N) dealt with it, though they may have been annoyed or upset, they knew they couldn’t change Donnie. And why would they want that, they loved the purple turtle.

But sometimes love isn’t enough…

(Y/N) had just returned from a long day at work, exhausted and a little irritated due to co-workers, but those feelings quickly vanished when she entered the lair. "Angel cakes!" called Mikey as he vaulted himself over the couch and ran towards them with the nickname (Y/N) he had quickly earned. Engulfing them in a hug they returned with a series of laughs and giggles. The sweetheart turtle finally let them go, his yelling alerting the oldest two turtles who came out of their hiding places. "Hi-ya Mikey!" They said before smiling at the other two who also said their hellos. However, that smile faltered a bit when they looked in the direction of the lab. All three brothers noticed but it was Leo who was the one to speak up. “Actually you came at a good time, Mikey was about to run to get the pizza we ordered. And since Donnie hasn’t eaten today-” “Or in the past few days” The one in red was quick to add to Leo’s statement, which only earned him a growl. In a flash, (Y/N) turned back to the brothers with a look of anger. “What?” They snapped, their anger something new to the brothers causing them to look shocked and Mikey to take a step back. (Y/N) didn’t mean to snap at them personally, however, the idea of Donnie being so caught up in his god-forsaken lab he’s neglected his own health is. It’s not a first, but at this point, it had gotten on their last nerve.

“We tried toots, but the nerd won’t listen. Says his pop tarts are enough,” Raph spoke cautiously not wanting to feel the wrath of the tiny human in front of him. An annoyed huff of air left (Y/N) as they thought of what to do. Without another word they headed straight for the lab, leaving the three to stare at one another for a moment. “I’m gonna go get that pizza now…” Mikey spoke slowly backing his way out of the lair. (Y/N) didn’t storm in like they thought they would, instead stood there in front of the metal barricade collecting themselves for a moment. Walking in angry would lead to nothing constructive, and that's not what they wanted. After a moment of silent contemplation, they pushed on the door, which slowly creaked open. Looking inside, it was pure chaos. Parts and tools were scattered everywhere, and torn and crumpled pieces of paper of what appeared to be failed blueprints filled the bin. Donnie sat in the middle of it all grumbling to himself, never noticing the other body in the room. The turtle looked a mess, his mask hung from his neck, what appeared to be bags under his eyes, tongue partly sticking out, cutely- but now was not the time for that. Watching him for a moment as he worked, his hand shaking from lack of sleep and food. (Y/N)’s eyebrows knitted together at his state, lips parted as his name was spoken. “Donnie…” No reaction.

Approaching the diligent turtle almost cautiously until they were beside him, laying a soft hand on his shoulder. “Don.” They spoke with a more stern tone, wanting the turtle to notice them. Instead, they received an unexpected reply that wounded the heart. "Not now," he said, as he meant no harm by it, he just wanted to work, but it clearly had the effect on (Y/N). Another huff, followed by them crossing their arms over their chest, was an obvious signal of an annoyed significant other. “Donatello.” Stern and aggressive, a bit like Leo. “What?” He snapped his head around to look at his dove, his voice rising higher than he intended it to. Lack of food and sleep had made the turtle far from irritable, and his inability to figure out how to fix this one thing only made it worse. (Y/N) took a step back a bit, caught off guard by his tone, but held their ground. “You need a break Donnie, get some sleep and eat something,” As his dove spoke their stern expression softened, looking at the genius turtle in worry. Reaching out to touch his face, to give their turtle soft affection, they were flat-out rejected as he pushed their hand away. Turned his attention back to the machine and bluntly said “I’m fine." Annoyed and obviously far from fine. “Donatello Hamato, you NEED to eat and sleep. You are not fine” (Y/N) was not one for conflict but this was much more important than some average bickering between lovers. This was about his well-being. Donatello growled. In most cases that would be an instant turn-on, but (Y/N) was too focused on him eating something to care.

Those beautiful eyes that (Y/N) loved so much closed, three-fingered hand rubbing under his eyes. “I already ate," (Y/N) interrupted, "Bullshit," before gesturing to the wrappers of pop-tarts. “This...this isn’t real food Donnie. You are a ninja for heaven's sake, you should know you need this!” They attempted to remain stern, but every minute their words sounded more like begs and pleas than demands. Donatello suddenly shot up from his chair, the old thing falling back with a band that sorta echoed in the lab. “Stop telling me what to do!” His voice rang with a wave of anger that could only come from Raph. His anger only elevated (Y/N)’s, who returned the tone of voice right back at him. “Then learn to take care of yourself and I wouldn’t have to!” (Y/N) stood glaring at Donnie, their Donnie, who now stood facing them copying their glare. However (Y/N) was no giant mutated turtle that fights crime, so Donatello was far more intimidating. She wouldn’t admit it, but they felt themselves crack under his gaze.

Mikey had just returned with the pizza to find Leo and Raph looking at the lab door in worry, talking amongst themselves. “Should we step in?” The leader in blue looked to his brother who shared his thoughts but shook his head. “It’s Donnie, he won't hurt her, plus I don’t think we have the right to do so,” He whispered. Both were so occupied with the argument that they could barely hear that they definitely didn’t see the youngest brother. “I’m back!” He cheered, resulting in both brothers jumping up and landing in a fighting stance. Leo sighed after seeing Michelangelo with the pizza. “Mikey!” Raph growled before he along with the turtle in orange were shushed. They all fell silent as the yelling in the lab grew louder. Mikey frowned. “It sounds bad,” He said softly, lowering himself onto the couch with the pizza in his lap. His worry for his brother and the human he considered a dear friend grew as they listened, Mikey picking up a slice of pizza and quickly munching away.

The yelling continued for a while longer, Donnie and (Y/N) were at each other’s throats, a truly out-of-character thing for the couple. At this point Leo has had enough, standing from the couch he approached the door ready to end it. Despite the quiet protests from Raph and Mikey. He swung the door open just in time to hear what was said loud and clear.

“CAN’T YOU JUST LISTEN?! I DO THIS 'CAUSE I LOVE YOU!”

"I DO NOT WANT YOU OR YOUR LOVE!”

Silence. Everything fell completely silent, besides the faint sounds of breathing. (Y/N) felt the sting of his words rush through their body like poison. Leo looked at (Y/N), and he saw them start to shake a bit, his brother’s words hitting them hard. A shaky exhale and a quiver of their lips, then tears. Donatello looked away from them and at his experiment in anger. “F..Fine...I’m leaving,” They spoke, Leo, reaching out to stop them. “(Y/N)-” They raised a hand stopping Leo from getting any closer as they turned to head out of the lab. “No...it’s fine...he doesn’t want me around then I’ll leave. But the only thing I did wrong, was bother to care…” (Y/N) stormed past Leo and out of the lab, visibly distraught and angry, tears seldom ending. Mikey stood up to try and comfort her but was stopped by a grip on his wrist. Looking back at Raph who shook his head. All three watched her leave with a sense of anger and pain. Her footsteps turned into a full-on sprint out of the lair and to the surface. Once the faint sound of her running vanished Raphael leaped up from his spot and towards his brother. Pushing the purple turtle back full force. Catching him off guard as he landed on the ground. “What the shell!” Donnie glared at his brother. “No- no! Don’t ‘what the shell’ this. You know EXACTLY why! We are freaks hiding underground and your dumbass gets lucky enough to find someone who LOVES you and yet you throw it out the goddamn window just for some fucking junk!?” Raph was fuming with anger, ready to beat his younger brother if not for Leo and Mikey keeping him at bay.

Donatello stood up, staring at his brother. As his brother yelled, he took it quietly before huffing. “Why do you care?” He asked as he looked away. That question only adds fuel to the flames. “Why?! WHY?! CAUSE I’D KILL FOR SOMEONE TO LOVE ME LIKE THAT, CAUSE YOUR DUMBASS IS TO STUBBORN TO REALIZE HOW LUCKY YOU ARE-” Raph was ready to continue, to scream and shout but Mikey stopped him. "Raph, bro, chill" He shrugged off his brothers and stormed out of his room, slamming a makeshift door shut behind him. “He's right Don…” Leo spoke softly maintaining his anger, unlike his brother. “(Y/N) accepted us, and loves you. And yet you hurt her just because she decided to care more about you than your work.” Donatello lifted his gaze to his older brother, before watching him leave, Mikey trailing behind him with a shaking of his head and a soft “Not cool dude,”

Donatello was left alone as he wanted but at what price?

#tmnt x you #tmnt #tmnt bayverse #donnie x reader #tmnt imagine #tmnt angst #tmnt 2014 #tmnt fandom #tmnt 2018

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TMNT as Romantic Movie Quotes

A/N: Something short and cute!

Donnie: "You have bewitched me, body and soul. And I love, I love, I love you. And wish from this day forth never to be parted from you" -Mr. Darcy, Pride, and Prejudice

Raph: "So it's not gonna be easy. It's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, every day. You and me... every day." - Noah, The Notebook

Leo: "The only way you can beat my crazy was by doing something crazy yourself. Thank you. I love you. I knew it the minute I met you. I'm sorry it took so long for me to catch up. I just got stuck." -Pat, Silver Linings Playbook

Mickey: "And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." -Harry, When Harry met Sally

#tmnt imagine #tmnt #tmnt x reader #movie quotations #tmnt leonardo #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2018 #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt 2012 #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael

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magicalpoison · 2 years

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Dance Lesson

Pairing: Raphael x GN Reader

TW: None besides cute shit and a few swears

A/N: Another writing I had up on the last account. Bringing it to life once more! Also I won't only do tmnt gonna work on some Twisted Wonderland writings later!

Dance Lessons

Another movie night with a giant green turtle. Hmm never thought you’d be spending your Friday nights doing that. No matter, it was honestly fun and relaxing. For the past two years you’ve known these green weirdos you’ve come to realize just how different they are.

And not just because of the colored masks, but the little things, the tiny secrets and habits you have come to know and love. Like with today with the red clad turtle sitting on your couch, which may or may not be broken,

One of his little things was a love he had for the movie ‘Beauty and the Beast’. Which you completely would not have guessed, especially coming from what many consider or at least Leo the bad boy of the four. Honestly it was adorable in every way it could be. Seeing this giant turtle on the edge of your couch, watch so insistently at a movie you bought at his request.

Big guy being worried about what his brothers would say if they knew, though you didn’t really think it mattered seeing how Mikey was a big Disney fan himself, but still. It was all very cute.

Having already seen the movie, you let him watch in peace as you focused away on the little house chorus for your shitty apartment. As you walked from the kitchen to the living room, you out of sorta habit looked at the television. There you saw the beautiful Emma Watson dancing away with the beast. It was truly a lovely scene.

You stood now also captivated by the movie, leaning forward against the back of the couch. But while your eyes remained fixated on the t.v. another pair of eyes began to wonder. Raphael glanced over at you, taking in each feature of your face as you remained unaware of his staring.

The way your hair moved ever so slightly because of the spinning fan above them, the look in your eyes of amazement and wonder. A familiar face to the turtle as it was the same look he got when he first met you. That day was the day the world stopped as he came face to face with you in that alley.

Oh how he wished you still looked at him in such a way.

Raph was getting so lost in his thoughts, in your features that your voice caught the ninja off guard a bit. “I could teach you how to dance like that,” Your voice like honey to his ears. It was a sudden kinda selfish idea you had at the moment. A reason to get closer to the turtle.

Strange, when you knew all you had to do was sit beside him, but no that wouldn’t suffice. You wanted to truly be close to the red ninja, and though your brain was ready to protest your heart took charge and spoke anyway. “Only if you want to do that is..” Your voice lowered in worries of a rejection. But why?

It wasn’t like you were asking him out or anything, so why did you feel so god forsaken nervous? On top of it all, you only then began to hear the pounding of your own heart. What was happening? You questioned internally unaware the turtle was going through the same thing.

The turtle however was quick to answer, his reply trying to be cool and sort of nonchalant but only seeming more excited. Sorta like Mikey. “Yeah sure” His words brought a smile to those lips of yours which made Raph practically melt inside. You stood up straight smiling brightly as you waited for the turtle to arise from the couch.

Two hearts pounding at the speed of light, as Raph stood. Walking around behind the couch he stood towering over you. Both thinking of how cute the other was at the exact moment. Unlike Raph you were quick to pull yourself back to reality asking the turtle oh so sweetly to push the couch a little further to the t.v. Allowing you both the room to actually make a mistake without the couch to break a toe or be the cause of them.

He did so without hesitation, which made your little heart patter. Not because he did it, but because watching him do it with such ease made you shiver. It would have taken you a good minute to get that couch to move as far as he got it to within seconds.

Back to reality once more, you smiled up at him as a quick thank you before you gently reached for his hand. Saying what exactly to do in the process. “Okay, take a hold of this hand, and rest your other hand right...here” You said, putting his much larger hand on the smol of your back. This sort of forces Raph to step, eyes focusing hard on making sure not to screw up, even though the dancing hasn’t even begun.

“Now just slowly...” You began to move slowly, allowing him the time to get down the steps before picking up to a steady rhythm. At first it was funny, listening to him grumble or swear when he screwed up, however, he was quick to catch on. Must be those ninja skills honestly, cause suddenly he was basically a pro, well not yet.

“Raph this time...” Your words drifted to his ears followed by your sudden touch on his cheek. lifting his head slightly allowing his eyes to meet yours. And just like before time froze. Your hearts being the only thing you both could hear as you stared longingly at him, which he returned fully.

It took a while for you both to snap back, and when you did you could literally feel the blush rising to your cheeks. “..Keep your eyes only on me” You spoke trying to move along the process. No hesitation, no regrets, not a moment of questioning if he should have said something that made your heart jump.

“They always have been (y/n)” His words came out confident and soft, truly he didn't know how he managed to say it, perhaps he was just that smooth. With the burst of confidence back Raph grinned seeing your blushing face look at him in astonishment. “Wha-”

Now was no time to lose that confidence Raph had. And though a ninja was to have patience, Raph felt he waited long enough to make a move. Rough lips met your own soft one in a sweetly unexpected kiss. A kiss that truly took your breath away, but you were no fool and kissed back.

You were blind not to notice your feelings before, but this kiss completely clarified it all. Sadly before your inner monologue of how clueless you are could begin, the best kiss you ever had in your life ended with Raph pulling an inch away. “Woah..” Was all the left your lips, giving Raph a sense of confidence and pride. “Sorry to cut dance lessons short but I couldn’t help- mhhp!”

Now you were the one with a burst of confidence. Reaching up and taking a hold of the ends of the red mask colliding your lips into his. Forget dance lessons, forget the movie you wanted another kiss And Raph had no issue with giving you exactly what you wanted, except this one was soooo much better.

Arms wrapped around his neck, he holds your waist, keeping you close to his plastron. The both of you actually being able to feel each other's pounding hearts, knowing exactly what you’ve been doing to one another. The kiss was slowly reaching levels of hotness you wouldn’t be able to handle in one night, so to the others dismay, you pulled back. Breathless, grinning and leaving you only wanting more.

Raph opened his eyes looking down at you with such amazement and love along with another lingering feeling, that would have to wait another day. Silence was all the was in the air for a moment, both caught up in smiling lovingly at each other. “Does this by any chance mean...” Raph began but slowly faded off track not wanting to get ahead of himself. “Yes, and I expect you to come back for another lesson soon” You grinned up at him causing the ninja to chuckle, that laugh sending a chill down your spine.

“You bet shortie~ You’ll be seeing a lot of me now for those dance lessons~” He growled playfully, earning a giggle from you. “Good~” You purred right back.

#tmnt x you #x reader #tmnt #tmnt imagine #raph x reader #raphael x reader #raphael tmnt #tmnt fluff

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magicalpoison · 2 years

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Cravings (Vamp!Raph x F!Reader smut)

this a lemon/smut - No minors, All characters are 18+ including reader

Requested by: @ashleighclark98

Request: 5. “MINE.” 123. “Don’t hold back.” 132. “Argue all you want, we both know you belong to me.” 142. “Bite me.” 58. Turtle bedroom 151. “Do you know how a turtle takes his mate?” 89. Mating season 112. Biting/marking 96. Making out and Turning into a vampire

Pairing: Vampire Raphael (Bayverse) x Female Reader

TW: Smut/lemon, Swearing, Mentions of blood, possible - likely grammar errors

A/N: 6 pages and almost 4000 words later here you go! Now this is actually my first smut so open to critics and opinions.

(Y/n) had noticed a few weeks ago Raph had been avoiding her like the plague, not only him but all the turtles were. When she questioned April on the situation all she could say was they were giving her the same treatment, Casey too. (Y/n) was now even more curious and determined to know why all the three human friends were being avoided, while April and Casey were more than willing to let the boys have their time away, she was not. Especially when she was dating a certain red clad brute, so being ghosted was not about to slide with her. In her determination she headed straight to the lair to get to the bottom of it all. Reaching the turtle’s hideout she was met with Mikey rewatching ‘Lost’, the orange wearing turtle enraptured by the show at first before finally noticing the human female standing at the entrance. It was then when he turned to her that (Y/n) noticed something strange about the happy turtle. Those usual bright blue eyes that had a habit of lighting up at first of any pretty girl instead darkened, the blue hue faded into deep crimson, like the river running with blood. It was honestly terrifying and left (Y/n) standing there in a stunned silence. It was Mikey who spoke first, really yelling for his older brother Raphael before jumping up from where he sat on the floor.

“What now?! God you can’t seriously be hungry again-” Raph hollered, complaining about the youngest turtle's appetite as he left his room only to fall silent at the sight of the pretty (h/c). She looked over at him, meeting his eyes, pulling a smile from her at first before she remembered exactly why she was there. Recalling the weeks of avoidance that cute smile quickly fell into a scowl as she headed his way. (Y/n) stormed over to her hotshot boyfriend ready to ring him a new one for the no contact when he was apparently fine and so was the rest of them, but just as she got within arms length Raph snapped out of his daze, taking her wrist and pulling her into his room. Kicking the door closed he pushed her against the closest wall. “Why are you here?!” He questioned, obviously angered by her sudden appearance, only adding fuel to her own anger at the abrupt abandonment on his part. “Where have you been Sir?! I am here because you have been a ghost in the wind!” She snapped back, crossing her arms over her chest as she stayed leaning against the wall of his bedroom. “For a good reason!” He retorted louder than his last, “What reason?!” She fired back even louder than him, causing the ninja to groan.

The red clad brute glared down at the human woman who he towered over, (Y/n) returning it for a moment before she watched as his eyes seemed to do the same as Mikey’s. His green eyes held something darker, something savage as the green was overtaken by a dark clouded red. (Y/n) made an audible gasp at the change that Raph took as a bad sign, quickly stepping back and turning away from her. The brute closed his eyes as he tried to contain himself, but even with his back to her he could hear the pounding of her heart and her soft breathing. “Don was messing with some of the damn ooze and there was just a screw up,” He grunted out running a hand over his eyes trying to shake the tension he was feeling, but he could not especially when he could feel her eyes piercing him through the armor of his shell. Nothing could break his shell except her gaze apparently, it sent a shiver down his spine and stirred his insides in the worst-best of ways. While Raph explained what little he did, (Y/n) composed herself not meaning to make him feel ashamed or insecure, though she thought that was impossible to begin with. (Y/n) slowly reached out running a hand along the rough bone like shell of his, ridged and chipped in some parts. “Raph… what happened?” She lowered her own voice from the yelling they were doing just moments ago, hoping he would realize she was no longer angry, merely confused, wanting an answer.

Instead she got something else entirely as the touch began pushing the turtle's limits, her hand ran along his forearm as she stood beside him, her touch just as soft and concerned as her voice. Raphael, despite his better judgment, which he had little of, opened his eyes to look over at her. It was that mistake that led them to their compromising position. That face, damn that cute ass face. Was all he could think when he looked at her, she was all big eyed and concerned. Her heart still pounding like a drum in his ears, her chest heaving along with it. His throat tightened as his hunger became apparent to him, but he was not sure which hunger it was. The newfound taste for blood or the need to claim what was his, either way he knew which he was going to satisfy first. (Y/n) held still as a statue as her green shelled lover watched her, exclaimed her with his eyes, she dared not to move an inch. Her heart speeding up, sounding more like a storm trapped in her rib cage. Raph's eyes lit up as if he finally decided something, seeing this (Y/n) finally took a chance to try and speak up, regardless of what she was going to say Raph dare not give her the space or air to speak.

Rough calloused hands grasped either side of her neck and face before the air she dared exhaled was captured between her and Raphael. His lips meeting hers, but he wasted no time using her parted lips to lay claim to what was his. His tongue forced its way in and yet (Y/n) remained a willing victim of this intrusion. Her knees shook beneath her daring to give way and let her collapse, instead she stumbled back on her back finding the cold concret once more. Her hands reached back to try to soften her impact before reaching for his hands. Raphael threw out all those training lessons on control and will power, for this need that twisted his insides and made him feel so empty was begging for her to fill it. Or to be the one to fill her. His mind clouded, not real sense in his actions, as she reached for his hands he instead forced both above her. Crossing her wrist and holding them firmly between his fingers against the wall, making her escape likely impossible. (Y/n) whined against his lips finding her chest heaving and begging for the air he took from her, only then did the red clad brute pull away. Retreating his tongue back into his own mouth and giving her the time to catch her breath and his own, still he remained only centimeters from her, their panting breath tangling in the air between them as they met eyes again.

Wordless silence was not wordless at all as Raphael was busy studying the woman before him looking for a hint of hesitation or discomfort, (Y/n) was not prepared for such a kiss, but was nevertheless hungry for more. Her lips pulled into a smile as her answer, all that was needed on Raph’s part. He initiated a full blown attack on her skin, his lips trailing, tracing the curve of her neck leaving a series of kisses and nips, occasionally taking to leaving a mark that would quickly become a bruise in a few hours. His hand released hers from his vice grip, instead returning his hand to the opposite side of her neck where he was not currently assaulting with his lips. Using his thumb to her head to turn the other way allowing him entire access. (Y/n) was already lost in his actions, pleased hums and sweet exhales indicators for her obvious enjoyment. On top of the stirring of her insides, the growing heat and speeding of her heart as his actions aroused her making her want more.

She muttered his name so sweetly in a pleasing purr and yet the only word Raph could muster before his assault and roaming hand across her clothed body was a booming and deep, “Mine~,” He repeated it several more times in her ear, some sounding more like demanding growls than anything else. It was effective nevertheless as (Y/n) felt herself melt in the mutant’s arms, still she was not one to give in so easily despite how her body was so ready to call it quits and let the man have her. She let her hands mindlessly roam his plastron before giving him a rather forceful shove back, only managing to get the redd clad turtle off her by catching him by surprise. Raph stumbled back a moment catching himself before his eyes shot to her confused and concerned. (Y/n) huffed playfully, unable to hide her smirk as she spoke, “What makes you think you can have me after weeks avoiding me?” She tried to sound mad, but they both knew she wasn’t. She also knew that he too was enjoying this short time of intimacy, as the outline of his member was clear in those black basketball shorts. Raphael chuckled, lowering his head a bit as he smiled, unintentionally flashing the new addition of fangs in his mouth. (Y/n) knew they definitely weren't there before and yet it only made her flush at the thought of how more attractive it made him and how it would feel if he bit her. “Please~ Argue all you want baby doll,” He purred, approaching her again in a slow taunting saunter. Placing a hand against the wall beside her head he leaned down closer to her once more, (Y/n) instinctively tried to shrink back but there was no going anywhere against the concrete. “We both know you belong to me~” He growled with that signature cocky smirk that always got (Y/n)’s mind swimming in love.

No time to think or swim in that handsome smile as Raph picked up the woman as if she weighed not an ounce and tossed her onto the plus red and black comforter that resided on his bed. Raphael was all over her in a moment's notice, not giving the woman time to even collect her thoughts. Lost in a deep kiss as he practically tore and ripped at her clothes, the flimsy fabrics did little to fight against him. Each ripping noise, each moment her newly exposed body was met with the cold chill of the air sent a shock wave through (Y/n), her body quivering beneath her lover. Her arousal became clear to even her as a calloused hand ran his fingers along the damp fabric of her panties. Raphael needed to pull out of the kiss as he chuckled against her lips earning a slap on the arm and whine from the pretty babe beneath him. Sitting up back against his heels he smirked at the pretty sight before him. (Y/n) on the other hand felt so exposed, so small under the large turtle's gaze. Such a piercing red gaze making her squirm clasping her knees closed to attempt to hide from him. Pointless as Raphael laughed reaching out to run a hand from her thigh up to her knees he paused.

“Do you know how a turtle takes his mate?” He purred, the question never meant to be answered as he wrapped his larger hands around her ankles flipping her around onto her stomach.

His calloused hand gripped her hips squeezing the soft flesh of her body as he guided her body back, knees beneath her, ass in the air as her chest and face remained pressed into the plush bed beneath them.His body leaned over hers, effectively engulfing her as that hard plastron pressed her further into the sheets. Raphael moved and tossed her about at such a speed that she had no time to even consider his words, her mind lost in a haze of her own growing desires whilst pushing herself back against him in return. Those polyester shorts did very little to conceal his hardened member as she pressed her ass firmly against it, instinct led him to grind his hips down into hers, enticing a small noise from (Y/n) beneath him. (Y/n) was already soaked through the thin cotton fabric of her underwear, so little touching and yet her body was craving for it all, simultaneously Raphael felt the gnawing of his cravings gathering the better of him. Jaw clenched as he bowed his head down to her ear, breathing hot and shaky against the shell of it. His breathing was enough for her to feel her throat tighten as her own followed his pace, hearts pounding in unison with such little friction, little touch, but both plainly awaiting silently begging for more. (Y/n) must have lost control of her tongue and thoughts as she spoke without hesitation, reaching back her fingers gliding across the cheek of the mutant turtle.

“Don’t hold back on me~,” She purred, her words enough for the rebel ninja to alas give in to his cravings and hers.

Messing with the white band around his shorts he was quick to push away down his shorts releasing his hardened cock from the polyester fabric. Wrapping his hand around it he gave himself a few prepping strokes, his free hand running along those damp panties that hid him from his goal. His light touch earned a sweet whine from (Y/n) as she propped herself up in a doggy style position. The fluttering and tightening in her stomach as she looked back taking in the image of Raph sitting there stroking himself behind her while he pushed her panties aside. Her face flushing at such an erotic sight, eyes trailing from his steady moving hand up the green bicep before her eyes met the hungry eyes scanning her in return. He chuckled darkly, slipping his single larger digit into her heat core pulling a gasp from her lips. All this teasing and drawn out touches finally her empty heat was no longer quivering against nothing. Her sex pratically sucking his finger in deeper, Raphael couldn’t hide his smug smirk at how needy her cunt already was, but alas he pulled out his finger already slick and coated by her. He didn’t leave her empty for long, leaning down back to her ear he nipped at the back of it lightly as his hand stroking his cock guided it to her entrance. Slowly pushing into her, letting (Y/n) take it slowly and adjust the large girth of the mutant. In unison as Raphael was now fully buried in her the two let out their own shaky breath as if the tension washed away within seconds of entering her.

This blissful intimate moment did not last as now with him being inside her did the mutant truly go feral on her. Burying his face into the nape of her neck taking a deep breath of her scent, his hips pulling back only to snap back thrusting her in with a level of unseen force from the turtle before. The impact caused (Y/n) body to lurch forward, her upper body falling onto her elbows as her head fell down with a moan. Feeling his smirk against the skin of her neck she knew he enjoyed such a reaction out of her, leading him to continue with such deep thrusts, his hips rocking her body and the bed in an aggressive but steady pace. Raphael hands made work holding onto her body, one firmly gripped at her hip keeping her in place while holding her body up just the same. The other trailing her body under him, yanking down her bra, fondling her breasts, kneading the tender area and lightly pinching her perked nipple between his fingers. Littering her neck with soft kisses turned viscous bites, sucking on the flesh to leave his mark across her skin. Between each new mark Raphael found himself growling and swearing with each thrust, the turtle the more vocal of his brothers but quieter as he enjoyed hearing his partner more. Hearing (Y/n) beneath him mewl and cry out in her own swimming bliss and arousal was just adding fuel to his fire. Determined to make her cry more, to say his name and beg for his cock again.

“Bite me,” She breathed out between moans as she found herself earning for something harder, those fangs she saw only a glimpse of flashing through her mind.

Even unaware of the full extent her command gave she wanted it nevertheless, she was unafraid to handle a bit of pain among the bliss. Raphael was already dizzy with his lust and arousal as they fucked so he batted not an eye at the request, his daze leading to him to obey without warming. His large hand that enveloped her breasts moved up along her collar to her neck pushing her head up forcing her to stare at the plain concrete wall above the bed. His tongue skimmed along her neck which flowered with bruises and marks, opening his mouth his fangs grazed her skin that pulsed with her pounding heart. (Y/n) gasped, closing her eyes tightly preparing herself for a twinge of pain, but Raph was going to ensure she felt nothing but ecstasy. His hand that gripped her hips so tightly left her bruising skin to instead move its way along between her legs. Kissing her neck sweetly as his hand found the sensitive bundle of nerves, still thrusting his hips against her backside, deep and hard he let his fingers roll over the nerves of her clitoris. The abrupt touch pushed a pleading sob from his pretty baby doll. He continued his treatment on that sensitive area letting her melt away in the heavenly euphoria alongside the bucking of his hips into hers. The mixing sounds of slapping skin, the enticing cries leaving her lips and his own struggle gasp for air.

A shock wave of ecstasy was further by the fleeting twinge of pain and burning sensation coursing through her veins like her body was set on fire from the inside. Raphael had taken her moment of euphoria as his chance to sink those fangs into her skin with such ease, his grip on her neck tightened, holding her firmly still as he pulled them both up onto their knees. The turtle was unaware just how parched he was or how dry his throat became until the warm crimson was already easing both of those. The strangely sweet but metallic taste warming his body while those pretty noises she made stirred him to his core. He pulled back from her neck with a gratifying gasp. Those piercing red eyes dying down, muted until they returned to their normal green hue, one of his hungers was satisfied. The other would not be until they both finished, leading him to speed up the snapping of his hips, him nearly pulling out of her heated sex entirely but bucking up right back into her. (Y/n) in this new sitting position was able to free her hands from the tangled sheets which she held onto for stability. Instead one held tightly to his hand that stayed caressing her neck, the other reaching back to run her shaking hand across the rough textured skin of the bruteish turtle.

“Fuck, you taste so good~” Those were the first words spoken in what felt like ages pulling (Y/n) from her daze. She finally felt the intense bubbling feeling in her abdomen as she was approaching her end now that she was free from her trance. Hearing all the noises that came from their lewd love making, his heaving chest and plastron pressing against her back, and yet the softest touch of his hand that ran along her throat. All of it was overwhelming and sheer bliss as she choked out his name in a pleading whisper. “Raph I..” Her sentence never found its end as the turtle hushed her, turning her head to side allowing him the chance to press a needy kiss to her lips. A repeat of the kiss that started it all he forced his way into her mouth, the taste of her own blood lingering on his tongue and yet she cared not. Whining into the kiss as he sped up his fingers which played with her clit, pinching and rolling the bundle of nerves lightly. Raphael felt his member twitch inside her slick walls as they fluttered against him, pulling him to his end. The kiss breaking as the building of heat and tension bursted inside her first, her orgasm rushing over her like a wave. (Y/n) biting his lip as she pulled back, accidently drawing blood to the surface to mix with the already metallic taste in both their mouths.

Raphael smirked watching her as they locked eyes, riding out her high and soon enough he was right behind her. Him pushing her flushed against him and he gave a few final hard thrusts into her quivering core. His seed coating her walls and his cock as he continued her pull in and out of her, slowing his pace and letting it spill from her, gliding down her thighs and onto the sheets below. Raph stayed deep inside of (Y/n) as he came to a stop, panting before he pressed a gratified sweet kiss to her lips, letting her fall back against him, strong enough to hold her weight for her. Her body felt heavy, mind faint and clouded as her heart continued to race in her chest. The burning sensation throughout her body never dissipating instead growing, (Y/n) would have thought something was wrong but her mind was far too lost to even consider anything. Raph pulled back from the kiss and looked at the cute exhausted girlfriend of his with a smile, she returned it with half lidded eyes before they fluttered close to heavy to remain open. The red clad brute chuckled pulling out of her, carefully laying her down on the bed, getting up from the bed he fixed himself before cleaning her up as well.

“Sorry gorgeous,” Raphael said, admitting that his lack of communication was not the best way to handle it all, though he got no answer as her breath slowed falling silent. The pounding of her heart that Raphael heard began to slow, stopping for a brief moment. Raphael was frozen leaning over the side of the bed down at her, panic settling into his chest as he called out her name softly. “(Y/n)? Babe?” He gently shook her, his mind flooding with the worst but eased as she spoke. “Nooo, let me sleep,” She whined, making the turtle scoff at her little attitude. (Y/n) opened her eyes looking to the bedside at Raph, her boyfriend smiling at her at first. Slowly his features twisted from a man clearly in love to confused and concerned, Raphael watching as those pretty (e/c) that he knew like the back of his hand instead faded away to a deep crimson red. The turtle unable to say a damn except,

“Oh fucking hell-”

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Ocean Eyes

I had completely forgot this account existed until someone messaged me - so I have decided to return. First thing is repost the stories I had on a previous account. Some TMNT readers on here might recognize these from 2020 & 2019. I sadly deleted my old account out of impulsive boredom but saved all my works to my google docs. So first one to return of Tumblr is my Leo x Reader short one shot! WHOOO!

Short Little one shot thingy - previously called "Ocean eyes & racing heats"

Pairing: Leonardo x Gn Reader (You pick which gen. Leo you want)

TW?: Near criminal mugging?

It had only been a few months since arriving in New York City, which was quite the change from the small town (Y/N) grew up in. No matter, it was still a nice place. (Y/N) came over to New York with their boyfriend to live out their big city dreams, however, they drastically changed after one night.

It was a late Thursday night, (Y/N) was finally leaving the confines of her simple waitress job to leave for home, to get the rest they so rightly deserved. Though New York was very lively in some parts of the state, there were quite a few dull eerily silent parts that lead the path to their small apartment. But being the type to try to avoid such thoughts, they continued on their way home, pushing all uneasiness back.

Which only seemed to jinx them that time. Out of the shadows, hidden from flickering street lights they were pulled into the alley. Harshly pushed against the old brick wall of the building. A hand that reeked of cigarettes and alcohol covered their mouth, silencing any sort of noise. Drunken slurs and demands of the criminal stranger was just mumbled compared to their pounding heart.

They couldn't think, they couldn't breathe or speak. They were just frozen in fear, for what could or would they do. No such thing has happened before. And it only escalated in the strangest way as a loud thump startled both the robber and them. A demanding voice rose over their pumping heart to be heard clear as a bell.

"I suggest you let them go," Deep words followed by a growl off sorts. The shadow like figure approached with caution but confidence toward the two. The drunk, with his lack of awareness of his own situation, tried to stand up to the shadow, who only got bigger with each step. Soon it was hovering over the man, causing him to shrink in fear. While (Y/N) remained still and silent, their eyes immediately drawn to those of the shadow.

As he approached, the flickering street lights lit up his face temporarily, but it merely illuminated those eyes. Deep ocean blue, that though they glared at the drunk, they gave (Y/N) a sense of calm warm protection easing their frozen mussels and heart. Despite the intoxication of the drunk, he was able to realize he stood no chance and fled in fear of the large mutant.

Those blue eyes finally looked over to (Y/N), meeting their gaze. There was a moment of warming silence between the two as they analyzed what little features of their savior they could make out. In a sudden realization they opened their dried mouth to speak. What was meant to sound sweet and confident only came out in a soft shaking one. "T-thank you..."

Their words and seeming lack of fear brought the turtle a slight smile to his face, his eyes lighting up with his emotions. And it started (Y/N) heart racing again, as their body temperature immediately rose. They were literally blushing and it got worse when he spoke. "Be safe at night, don't want to meet you like this again." He spoke calmly and sweetly to the adorable human before him.

Those Ocean eyes looked back at them for a moment more before he turned on his heels to vanish back into the shadows of the night. (Y/N) stood there, their emotions conflicted, face blushing and heart pounding. And those eyes imprinted an image in their head, one they surely won't forget for weeks to come.

Taking a few deep breaths to relax, they stepped out of the alley way and back into the path to their way home. Slowly as they thought about that voice, and the green rough looking skin and those ocean eyes, they smiled to themselves. Secretly hoping for a second chance to speak to the stranger they met tonight. Though one near mugging was enough for them as they headed, all the while still feeling

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