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[taffybear]

Late night cuddles [Bayverse turtles]

[Summary: cuddling and sleeping together with the tortillas]

Leonardo:

𓆉 Cuddling with you before sleep is what has him relax at the end of a stressful day.

𓆉 Likes laying on his stomach with his arm tucked over your body, pressing you against his side, his snout pressed against your head. He gets to murmur things in your ear and smell your hair.

𓆉 Though he doesn't mind any position, as long as you're in his hold, he doesn't really care about anything else.

𓆉 Something he really likes doing, is simply talk. Just having a little heart to heart. You two have the most random conversations too. Either light hearted or very deep.

𓆉 Gently massaged your back and shoulder as he drifts off. Your little sighs of contentment make him happy.

𓆉 Would throw HANDS if his brothers interrupted his down time with you, if looks could kill he'd now be an only child.

𓆉 Don't even think about leaving. Leo is a very light sleeper and he'll wake up right away if you try sneaking out of bed. Usually he'll just pull you in closer and ask where you're going.

𓆉 Usually wakes up early, but feels guilty if he has to leave you behind all alone. So sometimes he'll just lay there until you wake up.

Raphael:

𓆉 Big spoon, 100% a big spoon. He will be leaned slightly forward against you so he isn't laying on his shell. Has you in a pretty tight grip, pressed against his chest. Like full on both arms wrapped around you.

𓆉 Prefers sleeping at your place since he bunks with Mikey, and he really needs his privacy with you when the two of you cuddle.

𓆉 Will sometimes randomly squeeze your thigh, hips or side. Not enough to hurt you, it's just something he absentmindedly does.

𓆉 Breathes really heavily in his sleep, deep growling snores too. Is also breathing down the side of your neck. You keep feeling hot puffs of breath against you.

𓆉 Sleeps surprisingly look. Can sleep well into the afternoon if he's at ease and comfortable. Which is cute and all. But remember, you're not going anywhere.

𓆉 Before he falls asleep he'll just randomly mumble things to you sometimes to break the silence. Just rare soft Raph moments.

𓆉 If you lace your fingers with his, to the best of your ability. He'll have a small smile on his face, comforted by the fact you can't see the goofy look on his face.

𓆉 When he does wake up, he sometimes just can't be bothered to get up if you're comfortable in his arms. His workout can wait ten minutes.

Donatello:

𓆉 Promises of cuddling is a very effective way to get this turtle to put down the gadget, and catch some rest.

𓆉 If you actually want him to spend the entire night snuggling with you, best to lay on top of him, to prevent him from sneaking out of bed at 2 AM.

𓆉 He lays pretty still when he's asleep, sometimes he tends to mumble random things under his breath. It's most random crap too. Either mathematical or just random babbling about food. But at least he sounds cute.

𓆉 Nuzzles his snout into your hair, a lot. It's just a habit he picked up picked up. Like you could be dozing off, completely comfortable. And this guy will press his snout against your scalp.

𓆉 Hypocrite too. Will want to sneak out of your hold to work. But whenever you try to get off him when he's comfortable, expect a ton of complaining.

𓆉 Has his arms wrapped around your back, and will press you closer to him when he shifts, getting into a more comfortable position. It's endearing, really.

𓆉 HOGS THE BLANKET. If you're not clinging to him, he'll hog the blanket, constantly. If there is one red flag in your relationship, this is it.

𓆉 Has tried to sneak out of bed once. He tried to gently place you off of him so he could go tend to random idea that popped up in his brain. Now he doesn't get scared easily. Now i say easily, because when i tell you he near shit himself when he saw your eyes open.

Michelangelo:

𓆉 Likes sleeping on top of you like he's some sort of weighted blanket. He'll literally just cling to you as well.

𓆉 And oh boy is he clingy. No matter what, you're staying put, he's not even gonna let you move.

𓆉 Though he moves a lot in his sleep. So sometimes it's better to just let him spoon you or something. He also likes facing you when the two of you are laying down.

𓆉 To the surprise of absolutely no one, he doesn't fall asleep very fast. You have fallen asleep multiple times whilst he was talking to you. It takes a while before he notices but when he does, he cuts himself off with an awkward 'oh'.

𓆉 If he isn't moving he is surprisingly nice to cuddle with. Not in a tight death grip, sometimes an arm lazily slung over your body.

𓆉 He snores slightly, sometimes sleeping with his mouth open. Though it isn't loud enough to keep you awake.

𓆉 Falls asleep late. And he can either wake up very early or very late, no in between. Either way he doesn't really feel like moving.

𓆉 It could be dead silent, you could be dozing off. And this guy will just either tell you a really dumb joke, or the cheesiest pick up line you have ever heard., leading you to bust up laughing.

[taffybear]

CANT WAIT TO READ THE FULL STORY!!!! LOVE THIS SM ALREADY <333

This is a snippet of my WIP, a Leo/OC story that's getting way out of hand in the best possible way. 💙 Iteration is mostly 2003, though I like how the boys look in the Bayverse, so that's how I've written them here.

Genre is romance/hurt/comfort/angst, warnings are...well, there's a little bit of blood here? The rating of this piece is PG-13(ish) but there is a LOT of 18+ only content in the story itself. Enjoy!

It was late—later than he’d said he’d be—and Miranda’s stomach twisted like a pretzel. She had an early shift tomorrow, so she should have been in bed hours ago. But instead of even trying to sleep she paced her tiny apartment, nervously (but quietly) plucking her guitar so she wouldn’t keep checking her phone. 

Leo was fine. His brothers were fine. They were skilled and strong and totally able to keep themselves safe from whatever the city threw at them. Miranda’s rational brain knew this. But her stupid, anxious heart hadn’t gotten the memo and refused to slow down. 

When her phone buzzed in her pocket, she almost dropped her guitar in shock. But when she fumbled the device free, Leo’s text flashed across the screen: Here. 

Miranda almost wept with relief. She set her guitar on its stand and lunged for the window, unlatching it to let Leo inside. As always, he slipped through the small frame with a grace that still surprised her, given his size, and stepped into her studio. He filled the small space, his scarred body still tense from whatever his night had brought him, and she was reminded again—like she could ever really forget—that he was a warrior, first and foremost.

Then his blue eyes fixed on hers; he sighed heavily, her Leo once more. “Sorry I’m so late. Things got a little crazy.”

That was probably an understatement, knowing him. Miranda tried to play along. “Hey, it happens.” 

“How was your day?” he asked.

“Uneventful,” she replied. “I got another headache at work, but luckily it slowed down, so I could leave early.” Well, unlucky for her tips—and her bank account—but she had a gig this weekend, so hopefully she could make up the difference.

“Another one?” Leo went to take her hands, but paused and glanced at his. “One sec.”

She watched as he went to the kitchenette to wash his hands. But when he turned to face her again, he stepped into the light, giving her a better look at him. 

“You’re bleeding,” she said, skimming her fingertips lightly over his left bicep.

He frowned at the cut, one of at least three new ones she could make out. “It’s not that bad. You don’t have to…”

He trailed off as she pulled out the first-aid kit she now kept stocked. “I can’t have you bleeding all over my stuff,” she said wryly, though her insides still twisted at the thought of how he might’ve gotten hurt. “Sit down, please.”

Leo obliged her, as he always did, gently placing his katana beside her guitar before he settled onto her couch. He watched her daub rubbing alcohol on his cuts, not flinching once. “I don’t like worrying you,” he said quietly. 

“Oh, I wasn’t worried,” she replied lightly. “I’m not even tired. I was just working on a new song.” She winked at him. “Actually, I’d forgotten all about our plans tonight.”

He chuckled, his gaze still on her. “Is that right?”

Miranda tossed the bloodied cotton pad away and brandished the tube of antibiotic ointment. “Yeah. In fact…who even are you again, mister?”

He gave her a wry look. “I’m that forgettable, huh?”

“What? No,” she replied, all traces of teasing gone. He knew she was kidding, right?

But before she could say anything else, he wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her down beside him on the couch. He plucked the ointment out of her hand and tossed it aside, then held her close, his mouth brushing her ear as he spoke. “Maybe I can remind you.”

He added a gentle nibble on her neck, sending a thrill of pleasure through her entire body. “Hmmm,” she murmured as he kissed her neck again. “Starts with an L, I think?”

“Good start,” he said in her ear, making her shiver. “But we’ll have to keep going.” 

[taffybear]

hey ferb i know what we're gonna do today

me: [looks at calendar, gets a wicked idea, looks into the camera] happy springtime, turtle fam! who's ready to celebrate the season?

...mating season, that is. hehe. [dodges the tomatoes]

so! i had the idea that it would be super fun to have a community-wide event where we all have a prompt and then everyone fills it in their own way.

...i then decided all the prompts i came up with were too good not to use, but also none of them were Good Enough to use exclusively, so i changed my mind and the prompt is now just MATING SEASON. with a few suggestions at the bottom of this post if you're looking for some.

since spring is coming upon us, i hereby invite everyone to join in the vernal festivities... which in turtle parlance, of course, means only one thing: write, draw, whatever your version of "mating season", then join me on march 1 to post it with the tag #TMNTSpringShellebration. we then shall browse the fine selection of our mutual artistic efforts, and basically just have a good time as a community.

here are the prompts i came up with as starters-slash-things-to-include if you're looking for a place to get started. feel free to use these at will, or use them to come up with something of your own:

“Please don’t make me explain this. It’s humiliating as is.”

Oops, Looks Like Mating Season Came A Week Early This Year

“…In all of my mating seasons, this has never happened before.”

“I told you not to come by! It’s mating season!”

Probably should have expected it to be different now that he’s not going through it alone.

Because of Shenanigans, you have to wait. Wait… Wait… ok now.

They’re not the right person for mating season… but they’re the one who’s here, so…

“Show me where it hurts."

so yeah! see you all on march 1 for the, uh, spring shellebration. party popper emoji

questions i imagine will be popping up and i hope will clear up here before my askbox swells beyond capacity under the cut to keep this post from being Way Too Long. also it's really not that serious it's just an excuse to write slash draw for everyone Please Don't Take This Thing Too Seriously It's Not That Serious:

"can i participate?" yes! it's literally just an invitation to do something. nothing fancier than that. no need to be following me or in my friend group or whatever.

"can i write (insert fic idea here)?" yep! so long as it's related to the idea of mating seasons, it flies. reader insert? hell yea. oc? hell yeah. solo turtle and his favorite pillow? go for it.

"can i draw (insert art idea here)?" yep! uh. i know tumblr has the cops watching for sin bin material, but you art people know how to deal with that. and if you don't, uh, ask the other art people. im just a feral cat in a trench coat

"how do i participate?" write/draw/collect songs for/whatever. then, on march 1, post it and tag it #TMNTSpringShellebration. also, for funsies, keep it hush hush what you're working on so we can all be super shocked when the day comes! except, y'know, that you're planning on joining in. totally do that.

"when do i post it?" march 1. whenever on that day. waves hands around in a vague gesture at time zones not mattering. seriously don't take this so seriously it's just me wanting to create cool shit with my friends with a little more structure to it

"does it have to be horny?" i mean. it's an event about mating season. so by definition it's going to be at least a little horny. but however you interpret it is cool. even if it's just. idk. leo sitting sweatily in a chair looking longingly at a glass of water bc he's thirstier than usual. be smart about things, people. i'm not your dad.

"which tmnt verse is this for?" whichever one you want it to be for!! rise! bayverse! 2007! your fan iteration! your friend's fan iteration! your mortal enemy's fan iteration! yes!

"will you be reblogging everything?" absolutely not, but this isn't an event About Me. i am incidental to the thing. it's about Us. coming together as a community. for horny turtles. puts my hands on your shoulders. do it for you. for your friends. for the community.

[taffybear]

this is a sign

(text description in ALT and below the cut)

Based on some rumblings I heard, I ended up quickly throwing together a fun little WIP bingo sheet! I'll admit I largely wrote the prompts for writing, but I think a good number of them should also apply to art!

Ultimately, the goal is to have fun, and finish whatever WIPs you can (without burning yourself out or having a bad time). If you needed a sign to pick up that project you've been putting off, the time is now!

3x4 Bingo square titled "Finish your fucking fics february"

the top three across left to right read "Update your oldest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been buried deep in your drafts", and "Finish a WIP that you haven't posted yet"

the second row reads "Finish a recent WIP", "Finish a WIP you're scared of" and "Finish a WIP that's been haunting you"

the third row reads "Update a partially posted WIP", "Finish any WIP/Free Space", and "Finish the next WIP in a series you've been avoiding"

the last row reads "Update your newest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been ignored for at least 6 months", and "Finish the next chapter for a fic you've been meaning to for months"

[taffybear]

still one of my most favorite oneshots ever, i will never stop coming back to this ITS SO GOOD

I know I'm the most annoying thing in your life rn but please if and when you do leos one bed trope let it smut, I want honour boy unraveling 😫

Listen you are one of my favorite people on this planet, I adore you, I love seeing you in the inbox, please continue to do so, you make my day.

And you asked for it so you shall receive.

One bed trope but it gets s a u c y, with our blue boi.

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

Fifteen minutes ago he had been so confident about this.

As the night came to a close and everyone settled into bed, you had been left without a place to sleep. Leo had offered to share his bed, it had been such a normal nonchalant thing that rolled out of his mouth.

But as he sat in bed, pretending to read and not trying to bruise his cornea while you brushed out your locks, this had quickly turned into the worst idea ever. When you turned in your baggy sleep shirt, hair so shiny and perfect, maybe this wasn’t the worst idea. You climbed in next to him with a happy glimmer in your eyes, there was a small bottle of lotion in your hands, you had squeezed a dollop onto each legs and began to run it into your skin.

He followed the motion, he felt light headed.

Worst, best, what were words again?

“What are you reading?” You asked while massaging the lotion onto the soles of your feet.

Leo eyed his ignored book, had he been reading?

“Are you going to make fun of me?” He smiled when you laughed softly.

“I mean, is it something about some samurai man on a quest?” You raised a brow at him, hair cascading down your features. Leo wondered just what life was thinking about when it took its time to make you. The raise at the corner of your lips as you had him pegged so easily.

“A journey, a journey isn’t the same as a quest” He corrected, mock annoyance in his voice.

“Oh excuse me, wasn’t aware I was discussing with Don here” You lifted your hands, making a face that only made his cheeks hurt from how much he was smiling. Your sense of humor has been something that captured him, the sound of your laughter was one of the sweetest and most comforting noises he’d ever heard.

You pulled the covers over the two of you, Leo set his book aside and turned the small lamp off.

Another round of muffled laughter occurred when the two of you laid on your sides and faced one another, it was comically synchronized.

“Well, I think this is the part where we play some sleep over game” Leo smiled, hand at the back of his head to untie his mask. The blue tails flowed briefly before he set it safely on his night table. You instantly caught sight of the scar on his eye. Scars had never been a problem for you, but something about this one saddened you.

He could’ve lost his eye.

“You ever get scared when you use your katanas? I don’t trust myself with a butter knife” You tried to lighten the mood not wanting to linger on such thoughts. Blue eyes genuinely pondered your question, he shook his head. “Feels like second nature by now, an extension of my arms, I trust my hands” He extended an arm to emphasize his point, the muscle of his forearm a little hypnotic to you.

Leo watched your eyes run the length of his arm, tired little blinks making their way to his chest plates. He felt a little bit of pride oddly enough, he quite liked having your gaze on him. Indulging he watched your hair all tousled on his pillow, a makeshift halo with a scent that left him just a tad intoxicated. He found your hair to be one of his favorite things, how you could tie it intricate ways, let it fall freely just above your shoulders. He so badly wanted to thread his fingers through it.

He swallowed before timidly pinching a small lock, curling it around a digit.

You smiled.

“Wanna play with my hair? Helps me fall asleep faster anyways” It was an invitation to continue and Leo felt as if his whole body could scream with joy because if this little strand felt that soft, the rest must be even better. Turning away from him, you backed up a little ways more so he could tentatively run his palm over the back of your head. “Would you think it’s weird that I’m sort of… fascinated by hair?” It was above a whisper but the tinge of embarrassment was in his tone, you bit your lip.

“Why do you like it so much?” You asked with a content sigh when his fingertips found your scalp and scratched briefly before combing out the length with an innocent tug.

Your thighs clenched.

You backed up a little more than you expected.

Leo swallowed, your small frame so close him, your hair could tickle his snout if he ducked down just so.

“I don’t know, I just remember seeing it and liking it and…this is embarrassing but April’s hair smelled really good when I first met her” The two of you shared another quiet stifled laugh. He wanted so badly to bury his face in your hair to quiet his laughs, maybe wrap an arm around you and keep you close.

“I can’t blame you, April’s shampoo is amazing”

“Yours is better”

The words were out before he processed them and if he could’ve gotten red face he would’ve. You smirked triumphantly as his words, Leo thought he was good at hiding his feelings from you but you had a keen eye for this.

It didn’t hurt that his pretty blues often betrayed him the most.

“You like how my hair smells?” It was soft, no malice or disgust behind the question. You spoke it over your shoulder, felt the inhale that Leo took and sadly couldn’t see how he bit his lip when that scent invaded his nostrils.

“…I do, yeah” He swallowed, trying to clear insecurity from his throat.

You reached back and he was fully prepared to have you seize his movements on your locks but was more pleasantly shocked when you wrapped his arm around your waist and scooted back against his hard chest.

Oh.

Your back was-

Oh your rear can probably-

There was a six second delay where he felt he forgot how to even breath, you had snuck his arm further up to snuggle it but the feel of his scales had distracted you to run feathery touches on his forearm. He breathed a little hard, tried to steady himself but between a small strand flying and falling on his face and his forearm against your chest and your lips at the tips of his fingers-

Wait you were kissing his fingers.

“What else do you like about me, Leo?” You asked in the quiet of the room, hands playing with his own.

The gentle rise of your chest paled to his rapidly quickening one.

Did you know?

Your rear pressed just a little harder against his clothed crotch. The light teasing movement making him lick his too suddenly dry lips. “Tell me, Leonardo, what else do you like?” You asked the question against the palm of his had and the way his name bounced of your lips, god he was going to get hard. “Your skin, it’s beautiful… your lips, your hands…your thighs” He was breathless, the gentle rocking against him proving enough to make his mind turn into actual goo. You kissed his palm before pressing it against your clothed breast, assured him with a squeeze that he could touch.

“I trust your hands too” Oh fuck, oh fuck he gripped your breast and gently squeezed, even with a layer to hide them he could feel how soft it was. He felt your hand find the back of his head and urged him closer, closer to your hair where he greedily buried his snout and felt soft strands tickle his face.

“Can- can I feel you?” How was he out of breath, this was happening fast but god, you nodded and bunched up your shirt in the front for him touch your naked chest. He felt the delicate but hard pebbles of your nipples. How many times had he pictured this? How many times had he dreamt about this? Touched himself to the visual of you, the sounds of you?

Here he was flesh and blood, touching the skin he dreamt of marking. Feeling your rear rub against his hardening cock. Making little breathy noises when he pinched your skin and caressed it.

You felt him getting hard, wanted to taste him so badly. How’d you dreamt about this moment, wrecking him into a shivering and moaning mess.

“Leo…” You moaned his name.

You moaned his fucking name.

He nipped at your shoulder, the skin red where his teeth sunk in to bring yet another moan from you.

You could feel the length of him, hard and big, shit he was big and this was very unplanned. “Touch me…here” You guiding his hand to the front of your underwear which was already sopping, fuck you were this wet because of him?

“Are you sure? You want me?” His voice was strained but only because he felt you push harder against his aching cock.

You nodded and went a little wide eyed when he yanked your underwear down, you kicked the rest off with the sheet as well. Now Leo could see your bare rear working against him, feel his fingertips at your pubic bone and a shuddering breath you both let out when he pressed a finger into your folds. You quivered, you honest to god quivered and Leo wanted to put that into his memory box and revisit it forever. “Here, right here” You adjusted his hand, pressed his finger to your sensitive nub and rode his hand. “Oh fuck” That had been his breathy quiet reply, you grinned.

You touched his thigh’ grasped at the length of his shorts and motioned for him to pull them down with a hasty movement of your fingers. Temporarily losing his touch was awful but when he pushed his shorts as far as need be and felt his thick cock against your rear, it was worth the wait. “I don’t have any-“ What were words?! He had no patience for words, but he knew his size could be tricky. “In between my thighs, oh god Lee just slide yourself in between my thighs” He would give up an arm to see your face right about now, to have your repeat that and bore into his soul with ache and desire.

Leo did as instructed, the slick of your arousal providing a warm and wet barrier and when you closed your thighs around his member it took actual prayer for him to not cum undone. His palm stayed on your hip, keeping the friction just right, his other arm going a little numb at the contorted angle slid beneath you to keep you close to him.

He thrusted.

He left a colorful assortment of cuss words against your shoulder.

You couldn’t help but grin, feeling how desperate the energy was right now but how calculated his moves had become. Somewhat turning your head to see his features a little bit better, you rested a hand on his chin. “Move, it’s ok, move” You knew he wasn’t going to last long but that blissed out look was enough to encourage him to fall apart. He moved against you, the slick of your thighs, the precum that dribbled down them, your hand close to his lips…

Your eyes perfectly on his own.

Mouth open in a moan as the length of him caught your clit just right. The grip he had on your thigh was becoming a little tough but that was the least of anyone’s concerns right now. The bed could be heard moving and in the dead like quiet of the Lair you wondered if anybody had woken up and put two and two together.

Leo felt hot and sweaty, your skin was equally sweaty and flushed, it didn’t help that the shirt was still awkwardly bunched up at your chest but he loved catching glimpses of your chest when he rocked himself against you, nothing prepared him for how feral he could feel when he saw the tip of his cock disappear between your thighs. With a blissed out grin you whispered, “Good boy” and fell against the sheets unable to hold the angle and desperate to get off. His mouth hung in a silent moan, those words just hit him too hard.

Leo watched your fingers find your folds and start to rub at your nub. That did him in, his hips stuttered and god he wanted to watch you so badly. It took every resolve in him to not moan out loudly as he came, most of it shooting onto the sheets while the last few spurts dribbled down your thighs.

So much, it was so much.

“Oh fuck-“ You bit your lip and shook as your release overtook you, head thrown back against him, he watched you come apart in the most beautiful display he couldn’t of dreamt up himself. He felt the full body shiver, the shake of your thighs encasing his spent cock, the stiffness as you rode it all out. He held you through it all, let the waves of pleasure crash against his body.

He buried his face in the sweaty strands of your hair, hand hovering over your core and the warmth it radiated had him drunk.

You felt his hand caress you there, shy touches to oversensitive flesh. When you felt a finger rub a circle around your slick release, prod at your entrance teasingly, well you knew that the night hadn’t ended.

And you trusted his hands very much so.

[taffybear]

that is not my man that is my bbg

Leo enthusiasts

This ur man?

@kitsunearcherkrono come get ur egg headed mf

[taffybear]

i noticed you're a fellow Leo stan, what are your hcs regarding... mating season???

oooo i love this question!!! i have...... ideas.....

obviously 18+ so if you don't like that don't read ahead!

I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS TO BE SO LONG LMAO I JUST STARTED WRITING AND COULDNT STOP

Leonardo mating season headcanons~

baby fever to the extreme. literally if he even lets his mind wonder while in this state he'll just revert to thinking about babies. it's honestly odd to see him like this, but it also makes a lot of sense that he fantasizes about being a father. i mean, he was built for it. and so mating season also doubles as a bit of a depressing time for him as he considers that he can't actually give you a baby (YALL I AM SORRY BUT ITS BIOLOGICALLY IMPOSSIBLE FOR THE TURTS TO GET ANY HUMAN PREGNANT IDC WHAT YALL SAY but at least it adds angst :3)

his sensitivity levels also go through the roof at this time. he becomes even less tolerable of his brothers, especially Raphael, so consequently he comes over even more often to fuck the anger out of himself, by fucking you, how sweet. but also more than ever he needs to have someone just listen to him. usually he's the listener in your relationship, in most of his relationships really, but now he just needs to say whatever is on his mind and complain about whatever is bothering him without judgement.

the first couple of days into mating season is always a surprise to him, and he won't tell you immediately. he'll avoid the topic for as long as possible, actually. even if that means avoiding and ignoring you (although it won't last long). and you won't notice it at first either, he really only does tiny things like putting off replying to your texts, or making excuses why you shouldn't come over or invite him to your place.

but when he finally fesses up, it's only when he just can't restrain himself anymore and only talking/fucking you can fix him. it's all very embarrassing for him at first, to confess this (what he considers) dirty dark secret of his. and then to admit he needs your help to relieve himself of this burden, it makes him nauseous to imagine at first. he hates not being able to control himself through this period, to have to come crawling to you for relief, for him to feel so vulnerable. but once you assure him you are nothing but happy to help, and mating season obviously doesn't make you love him any less, he calms down a bit.

he needs lots of verbal and physical reassurance during the season. now more than ever he's desperate for your touch, sexual or not. he needs hugs and gentle kisses everywhere, he also loves resting his head in your lap as you read to him. he really just needs peace at this time.

there's lots of self contempt during his mating season too. he turns into a bit of a sex obsessed beast, every other thought of his being about how bad he wants to be inside of you, how bad he wants you full with his seed. he disgusts himself by feeling so desperate and in ache. i CANNOT stress how much you need to praise and comfort him now, most likely he won't outright tell you how he feels but just prepare to have open arms when this time of year comes around.

before mating season Leonardo wouldn't even consider having sex without foreplay first, but now he can't even muster through it. he tries his hardest to put you before himself, to thoroughly get you in the mood, but the throbbing something something just really can't wait.

on the upside y'all never need lube! he's dripping with precum by the time your panties come off.

he is constantly blushing. no matter how long y'all have been together, he still feels really self conscious during the season. with the loss of his hard-earned self control and restraint he feels like everything he does is involuntary, the result of him simply not feeling like himself. but it's adorable when you just softly graze his hardness and he lets out a soft moan before slapping his hand over his mouth.

because he doesn't feel like himself and isn't confident in how much control he has over himself, he's very frightened to actually have sex with you. he's horrified something will come over him as soon as he sees you spread out for him, so exposed for him... he's scared to hurt you, reasonably so. it was already tough the first few times you were together intimately with his size and strength, but at least then he had full control over his movements and thrusts. now he has more to worry about, but mostly how you might see him afterward. what if you see this possessive animalistic side of him and decide it's all too much for you? he turns a small realistic concern into a nonsensical slippery slope that only you can convince him is just him being paranoid. you know he could never hurt you, no matter what, so you just have to soothe and reassure him. obviously, he's the sub a lot of nights.

when he does dominate--after you do lots of coaxing and persuading that he shouldn't worry and you want this as bad as he does--he's very considerate of you the whole time you're in bed. very slow and thoughtful thrusts, more than usual at least, and he doesn't let himself go very deep at first. simply concerned with staying in control and not letting his mind wander, not letting out a peep as he tries to keep his breathing even. but when you wrap your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him down and into a deep passionate kiss, willing him to go deeper and letting him actually enjoy this moment, he will loosen up and eventually allow himself to be in the moment with you. some nights are passionately slow and under constraint, while others are rougher when he's more desperate for relief and fed up with longing so bad for you.

he cums much faster during mating season, but on the plus side he's ready to go another round in under a minute. he could go 4-5 rounds most nights but you both usually call it a night when you're sore and visibly exhausted, but satisfied enough for the both of you.

he's very specific about wanting all his seed to end up in your cunt instead of anywhere else. at the end of the night you're FULL of his love. he'll use his finger to plug you up while you cuddle, or while he covers your belly in wet kisses.

the aftercare is top tier obviously, just like always. he makes sure you're comfortable and tended to before he lets himself rest in the bed to sleep. after sex, the second he manages to get out of your grasp he runs to the kitchen to get you water.

when Leo comes over to your place (which he does for most of the season) he's very clingy. he hates being in a seperate room than you, or not touching you while you're sitting on the couch or just casually laying in bed. you also absolutely deliver on blow jobs and hand jobs throughout the day. sometimes just a glance at how he reacts to you bending over to pick up something, or how he lingers at your neck to smell your hair, you know what needs to happen next. lots of quickies--gentle palming through his clothes while he washes the dishes, sliding your warm hand down his boxers while you're both sprawled out on the couch watching TV, quietly joining him while he's in the shower and greeting him with an open mouth. all in moderation to prepare you both for what the night has in store.

Leo is SO EMBARRASSED after mating season ends, when he thinks back to all the downbad things he said or the desperate things he did, he just can't think about it for too long or he won't stop cringing. he's one of those people who can't relate or imagine something until he actually experiences it in the moment, so before every mating season he tells himself that this is gonna be the one he finally keeps control of himself and successfully stifles the hormones (yeah ok sure chief).

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[taffybear]

TOO REAL TOO REAL

“can i use your phone”

yeah for sure, just one second

[taffybear]

leo, who is sensitive about how scary he can be. leo who hit his growth spurt and got big. broad. his size matching his strength and his skill in battle such that his name is whispered in fear by those that would stand against him.

leo, who is so, so careful to be gentle, to hide this piece of him away from those he cares about, to show softness where others would see war. his care for you clear in every gentle touch at your back, each flower that he brings on his way home, the way he stares at you sometimes like you hung the stars in the sky and he's trying to find the best way to thank you.

leo, who sees you in danger and snaps. violence, blood, gore, fury. an animalistic rage. don't they know that you belong to him? don't they know who he is, what he would do? he doesn't stop at saving you. no. he punishes. makes an example of. you belong to leonardo hamato, the viscera around him says. one shall live, allowed to crawl away, to pass on the message. never again, his inhuman snarl warns. or else.

leo, who remembers himself, who comes back to conscious thought with shame. fear. turning around to where you'd slumped to the ground, expecting to see terrified eyes as you behold a monster and not a man.

leo, who instead sees your flustered face, your wide, infatuated eyes, your trembling knees pressing together, and thinks oh.

[taffybear]

Donnie is more outgoing than we give him credit.

I'm so soft for any and all shy, socially awkward Donatello headcanons.

But to me, Bayverse Donnie doesn't seem like the type to be shy? Awkward, yes, but he's like, second to Mikey when being outgoing.

Like how he talked when he hacked April's computer. Or when both Mikey and Donnie were excited to talk about the Lair while April was blindfolded.

Donnie is the one who has April's phone # and is the one she goes to if she needs stuff.

Donnie annoys Raph for fun, leads chants, throws baseballs around, does whatever the fuck that head whip was when Mikey introduced him, lmfao.

And he's just as athletic! He plays sports, and he kicks ass all the time in the movies. But he's definitely written as a complete dork about it, lol

Idk like a lot of stuff.

He's definitely awkward, but he's so fucking sweet and expressive and April and Donnie definitely had crime buddy energy going on in the second movie.

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more of leo being pretty in oots ♡

[taffybear]

Dunno if you still take requests. But maybe for when you feel like it? (No pressure tho. You can totally ignore this if it isn't up you alley.)

How do them turtle dudes like to romance their honeys? Like who uses strategy (badly)? Who goes with the flow (also badly)? Who just blurts it out the first moment they realize what they're feeling (so SO badly)? And who just buries it behind heaps and heaps of repression (the absolute worst)?

And what about after being assured that their feelings are reciprocated? Is there a change in behavior or demeanor?

🧁

Cupcake Nonnie, I am so sorry. I have no excuse. I have no idea why this was so hard to write, or why it took so long.

I decided two birds one stone sort of thing with this one, a blurb about how exactly starting a relationship with each turtle might go, followed with headcanon style of what they would expect out of a relationship, how it would progress, and how a good relationship would affect them.

As always set in 2023 so turtles are 24-25, SFW

Michelangelo

By the time Michelangelo asked you to be his girlfriend, you low key thought you’d already been going steady for about a month. The turtle shows up like clockwork every Friday at your place, with a pizza and a soda, and the two of you stay up late watching movies while cuddling on the couch. Several times, you’ve woken to him stealing a hug or a nuzzle before leaving before the sun’s up. 

So when he turns from the movie unexpectedly one night, the last item on your ‘what is Angelo about to ask me’ bingo card was a sheepish:

“Hey, babes, would you- will you be my girlfriend?”

You stared at him for a whole scene, taking in those baby blues, before you blurted out your own question. “I thought I already was?”

“Oh. Ok. Cool.” And he grinned like it was nothing, turning back to the tv, leaving you still staring at the side of his head like he’d turn back around with a ‘gotcha’. 

Needless to say, you didn’t pay attention to the rest of the movie. Mikey, to his credit, picked up on your mood during the credits, and you had a long conversation over what exactly the two of you wanted to be to the other.

Mikey’s love language is physical touch and quality time spent together

Angelo loves PDA. Soft kisses and nuzzles, hugs, you name it, he’ll try and get away with it. One of his favorite things to do, because he’s a little shit, is to see how many innuendos he can fit into a conversation while still maintaining decency, just to make you turn red and his brothers sigh in exasperation. 

Lowkey though, he doesn’t expect much from you other than your affection, and doesn’t have an overarching game plan. Sure, he celebrates anniversaries, but all the big milestones are simply tackled without him making a big deal out of them. One day you’ll just look up, realize you can’t tell where his stuff ends and yours begins, and have to come to terms with the fact that somehow the two of you are living together with no conversation about it happening.

Sunshine turtle approaches romance the same way he approaches life, with the firm belief that fun is the most important factor. Get ready for movie dates, late night parkour trips, canoodling on rooftops, etc. Just as often though, he will want to stay in. He’ll cook for you, cuddle while you while playing video games or watching a movie, include you in schemes and plans to drive his brothers crazy, anything to include you in his life or show off your bond to others. 

There isn’t a big difference to Mikey’s behavior after he knows you’re into him, though now when he gets in your space he doesn’t hold back from touching you. Turtle was a flirt beforehand, he’s a flirt afterwards. The only difference is, now when he says something you know eventually he will get around to trying it. He says something flirtatious that gets a reaction? He’s not gonna forget, and he’ll bring it up at a later date. 

He will stop flirting with everything that walks by eventually however. Guess calling you babes/babycakes/angelcakes in private had some spillover connotations (ie he can’t say it without thinking about you and it makes him gag trying to say it to anyone not you)

Donatello

Donnie’s blurted out his feelings for you in the middle of the Lair during Sunday Football. You’d arrived to find the turtles acting weird, leaving the room whenever you entered to grab snacks, suddenly making excuses and disappearing so every time you were left with an increasingly nervous Donnie who seemed to trail you around the Lair. By the time kick off happened, Raph, who seemed increasingly edgy, asked you to bring him another beer from the kitchen. You readily agreed, but when you turned from the fridge with the cold can Donnie blocked the way back to the others.

“Hey Don. You ok?” You asked, giving him a smile, craning your head back to meet his wide eyes.

“I like you.” He blurted out, practically looming over you.

You tilted your head, fighting the blush, convincing yourself not to read too much into it. “I like you to, Dee.” 

When you went to move around him though, thinking the moment was over, he caught your hand, grip slightly sweaty. “No, I mean…” He waited for you to meet his eyes again, and he visibly swallowed. “I- I like you.”

You eyes widened, a second before your smile followed. “Oh! Dee…” You set the beer to the side, covered his hand with your own. “I like you too.”

His answering smile lit up the whole room.

Donnie’s love language is gift giving and quality time. 

This turtle wants affection, but he doesn’t always know how to ask for it. You’ll have to pick up on his little cues to catch what he wants. Such as, if you notice him standing over you for periods of time before moving off and then returning, he might want to cuddle, and is just working up to asking for it. If you want things to go smoothly between the two of you, it’d be prudent to make a list of things you’re comfortable with and things you aren’t. It’ll stop him from worrying over things like hand holding and kisses, if he knows you’ll welcome his advances, and it’ll save you some headache trying to parse out what his nonverbal cues are if he is given free reign to just tell you what he would like. 

Dee’s idea of romance is to spend time with you, in whatever way you’ll let him. If you want to park your butt and watch him tinker in his lab or the garage, this turtle is all for it. If you mention there’s a play you want to see or a museum you’d like to go to, he’s already scheming on how to get the two of you in. The turtle disguise doesn’t work as well on him since he’s so tall, but he can sit in the very back and turn into a ninja statue just for you. 

He makes gadgets for you to stay in touch when you’re not with him, and readily goes into tangents about things you’ve said or done, or projects he’s working on for you. His brothers have learned to tune him out to various success. 

As far as changes after the two of you start a relationship, it’s easy to say that that it’s leverage over him and his habits. If he needs to eat, sleep, or just get away from his computer’s before the blue screen fries his brain, his brothers send in you. He gets in a snippy mood and clearly needs a night out or a break, you’re the only one that can convince him to go. Ooo, feel the power.

With you in his corner, Donnie blooms. Yes, he’s a genius and a sarcastic little shit beforehand, but now he has a cheerleader, a partner in crime, someone to fuel his crazy schemes and to be his rubber ducky on occasion. Anytime any old doubt trickles in, he only has to turn to you and be reminded that someone is always there for him, through thick and thin.

Raphael

You ended up confessing your feelings for Raph long before he’d gotten the courage to say anything. He probably would have continued to ignore his feelings, if you hadn’t cornered him in his weight room and spelled it out, angry that he’d been successfully giving you the cold shoulder for weeks.

“Hey, you wanna tell me what I did wrong, or are you gonna go sulk in the corner?” You asked, arms crossed and hip cocked, blocking the entrance to the weight room.

“M’not sulking.” Came the instant reply, though Raph didn’t turn to address you directly. “What’re you doin’ here?”

“Leo said I could find you here.” You narrowed your eyes as he rolled his.

“Course he did, stickin’ his nose into-”

“Your brother isn’t my concern, you are.”

“Yeah?” He grumbled, still not looking at you, moving to rack up the manhole covers on his bar. “Why’s that, princess?”

Normally, that nickname made you feel special. Now, it pissed you off. Made you stupidly, sarcastically honest. “It’s probably because I’m not into him, I’m into you, dum dum.”

The weights clanked loudly together, and he turned just his head, glared at you. “Oh, real funny. Don’t go jokin’ about that.”

“I’m hilarious.” You answered. “And I’m 100 percent serious, Raphael.”

He turned to face you fully, head cocked, eyes slowly going from defensive to wide the longer you stood your ground. “You serious?”

You nodded emphatically, and he snorted, ran his hand over his face. “Damn. That’s fucked, babygirl.”

“It is not!” You started angry, but the wide smile on his face broke you out of the emotion.

Raph’s love language is verbal affirmation and physical touch

Yea this turtle can’t decide which is worse, telling you how he feels or seeing his large hands next to your small ones. But he so desperately wants to find the words, so desperately wants to ask you to hold his hand. Expect for him to start coveting private moments with you. He’ll agonize over what to say, what to do. You’ll have to lead the way most of the time, at least at the beginning, until he gets over waiting for the other shoe to drop, for you to change your mind about him and all the issues that come along with him. 

Date nights with him are simple. He doesn’t like people, doesn’t like to be out of his comfort zone. He’d rather stay in with you, or up on the roofs where no one can see the two of you. He is very aware of how he is different from a human though, and so he will go out of his way to make sure he can bring normal things to the relationship. His gut instinct is to turn down anything new immediately, but all you have to do is pull out the goo goo eyes and he will bend. He wants to be helpful as possible to you to make up for the things he can’t do, and it’s up to you to make sure he understands how appreciated he is.

He loves to hear you voice your feelings for him, but he won’t outright ask for confirmation. Expect quiet moments where the two of you simply exist in the same space, or maybe cuddling while talking. Raph doesn’t like to be reminded of how different the two of you are though, so you might spend some time reassuring him that you love him, without telling him you don’t care about how different he is, because he will not believe you, or worse will get upset.

The differences in Raph are a long way down the line. At first, he might be even a little more standoffish, doubt and worry overtaking his usual responses. You’ll have to be dedicated to get anywhere past the initial ‘there’s no way this is gonna work, we’re both crazy for thinking this would work, you’re crazy for liking me, and I’m crazy for listening’ phase that will grip him hard. If you can weasel past that, however, be prepared to have someone that will never give up on you, ever. You’ll have a significant other that will come to your aid at the drop of a pin, at the first sign of trouble. 

He’ll mellow out over time, become a little softer around the edges and a little less ‘the world is out to get me and mine’. He might even tolerate his brothers’ teasings over the two of you, as long as they do it where you can’t hear, trading huffs and denial for small smiles and easy laughter at their pointed questions.

Leonardo

You found Leo waiting at your window, the same way you’d found him countless times. This time however, when you let him in, you were concerned at his formal movements. He was always careful, but now he was watching you as though waiting for something.

“Hey, Blue?” You asked, moving automatically to start tea, the way you had every time he came to visit. “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine.” He answered, and you could tell it was a knee jerk reaction, but you let it slide.

“M’kay, well, I was just about to start dinner? How does that sweet chicken with the rice I made last month sound?” You asked, already knowing his answer, moving to grab the ingredients.

He surprised you by moving into your space, catching your hand. “Can we talk, for a moment, first?” 

You turned to give him your attention, careful to keep your movements slow as you took his hand. “Sure. Of course.”

Leo stood there for a moment, petting his thumb over the back of your hand, before he took a deep breath. “Stop me if I’m overstepping, but I need to speak my mind.” 

At your nod, he continued. “I like you, more than a friend, more than I should. I wanted- wondered, that is, if you could feel the same for me?”

If he had lifted his head at all, he would have seen your answer in the high wattage smile plastered across your face.

Leo’s love language is verbal affirmation and quality time spent together

This turtle has thought of everything. He’s intimately turned his feelings for you over and over in his mind, viewed them from every angle to inspect for marks or imperfections before he even accepts how he feels for you. Once he’s accepted them, get ready for slow burn romance. He has a sequence of steps the two of you must dance through in his head, and if you try and skip any steps he will want to backtrack to correct it. You want to hold hands for the first time and share a first kiss? He’s not going to turn down smooches, but he might not even notice you are posed for one, considering he’s too busy marveling at the feel of your much smaller hand in his.

Dates are simple things, he’s too paranoid to sneak into movies like Donnie or Mikey, instead he’ll go for walks with you, try and spot stars with you through the light pollution. If you want to do nothing but watch movies and lay against him, he’s in heaven, but he absolutely loves to hear you read from books out loud to him.

Expect lots of talks with Leo, but it’s less about sharing information and more he just wants to hear your voice, turn his brain off and simply exist for a moment where no one expects anything from him. Not to say he doesn’t listen, and not to say what you tell him isn’t important, but its calming to listen to simple workplace gossip after dealing with crime fighting and high stakes espionage. On the flip side, there will be times when he comes to you clearly lost in his head. In those instances, he just wants to be reminded that you care for him, that you’re by his side, that you willingly chose to be with him.

Most of the changes with Leo are the two of you are together happen privately, after all he is a very private person. The others don’t get to see him unravel, set aside everything bothering him. The first time you realized you cracked the code, is when Leo told you something that was bothering him, without getting defensive. Like he knew even if you disagreed with him there would be no judgement. After that, the two of you were inseparable. 

The only outwards change, that everyone picks up on, is his sense of humor. Before, it only came out in high stress situations, during fights, one-liners to goad others into making mistakes. But after meeting you, it morphs into quiet, humorous observations. The first time he dropped a joke in the middle of dinner just to make you snort into your soup, his brothers froze, wondering what the hell was happening. Raph legit asked Donnie if body snatching was a thing and if they needed to quarantine Leo. 

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My original gif LOOK AT LEE's SMILE!! I CANNOT--SHFOISHFHNsfisho!!!

Its such a humble crooked thing!!!

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HE IS MY GIRLFRIEND MY POOKIE BEAR MY HEART BEATS FOR HIM

Photo from @taffybear

LOOK AT HIM 🥹💞😭😭😭😭😭😭

[taffybear]

random list of my bay Leo headcanons ❤

working on Raph next! let's see how many ideas i get lol

also opening my inbox for writing (and perhaps even drawing) requests! feel free to drop me an ask <3

literally loves mitski and mac demarco. he likes very indie hopeless romantic type music, it's literally hilarious to catch him just vibing in his feels

SECRETLY HAS PINTEREST BAHAHAHAHA but just for finding poetry and looking at bonsai trees. Mikey found out (like he doesn't have pinterest too??) and they all ended up making fun of him for it to the point where Leo debated deleting the app but ended up forgetting about it.

very specific but he has this unique type of love language where he'll ask you something and without any further questions he will go get or accomplish whatever he hinted at. for example, y'all will just be hanging out, and he'll go, "are you hungry?" and if you just as much nod your head hesitantly he will run to the kitchen and make you a 3 course meal. or, he'll just ask you if you're cold, and if you say yes he brings you a heater and a blanket. he doesn't ask things like, "can i get you a water?" he'll just ask if you're thirsty and go from there.

has the most gorgeous handwriting on the planet. this beautiful cursive print that is lowkey unreadable but so aesthetically pleasing. at first you were shocked but as you got to know him it made lots of sense, literally probably his biggest hobby is just remembering some random thing and then spending weeks straight perfecting it until it's natural for him. he loves to challenge himself to be perfect at literally anything, and his hand writing is one of those instances.

HE'S LITERALLY A VIRGO GUYS HE IS THE DEFINITION OF A VIRGO OH MY GOD

speaks fluent japanese OF COURSE but his brothers don't know it as well as he does (they all know a little at least) and he'll curse them out quietly in japanese behind their backs.

Leo wouldn't say he had a favorite brother of course but he definitely prefers Don's presense over the others. they always go to each other first when they have a problem or just want to rant, and they have a bunch of inside jokes.

after Donnie, Leo's the biggest insomniac. he gets nightmares a lot unfortunately, and most times when he wakes up he physically can't go back to sleep. literally Mikey will get up for a glass of water at 5:37 in the morning and Leo is up doing flips.

very random, but Leo is AWFUL at math. he meant to learn at some point but the time passed and he missed the boat. ofc math is Don's second language and Mikey and Raph couldn't care less (but somehow Mikey always guesses the right answers without doing the correct work??) but Leo is lowkey embarrassed that he struggles with it so much. he can do basic math and most things that come up in daily life like practical equations, but anything past times tables and division he is cannot understand. if you come over and need help on your math homework he will try his HARDEST to help you but ultimately he's completely clueless.

always takes bugs outside. if the creepy crawly is creepy enough or makes you screech, he'll whip it with his katana but normally he'll take the time to scoop it up in his hands (literally no fear) and walk it outside calmly.

literally LOVES doing chores. it's like a form of self care for him. folding laundry, sweeping, mopping, washing the dishes, organizing the dojo, he'll literally put on some music and go to town. when he visits you he will literally just start straightening things up and picking things off of the floor. he hates having nothing to do so he'll just ask for something he can clean while y'all chit chat.

incredibly flexible. he can bend every which way, sit comfortably in a split for hours, can bend over IN HALF and grab the back of his legs--he's literally maxed out on flexibility. but splits training is his private time so unless you sneak you won't catch a glance. but when you do, in between of sliding dojo doors, it is... something. like excuse me sir how tf doesn't that hurt your bAWLLS

smells like lavender. dead serious his signature scent is lavender. it's not like he wears cologne or anything, he just lights a lot of lavender incense and candles to the point where if someone even steps foot in his room they walk out aroma-fied.

everyone in the fandom has their personal opinion of who's the best cook and who's the worst cook of the four, and it is finally time for my hot take of the century. i think Leo is by far the best chef, and Raph is the one who can't even make toast right. a lot of people say Mikey is the chef of the family, which i agree with, he enjoys cooking and baking very much, but this doesn't mean the food he makes is good 💀💀💀 he trusts himself over any recipe and so he just throws in whatever he feels like. Leo can't stand being in the kitchen while Mikey is cooking, his ocd can't stand it. this said, you'd think this would mean the guys prefer Leo's cooking over Mikey's but fact is Leo is such a perfectionist he will spend hours working on a meal it's past 11 by the time he's done. and he doesn't take requests, he only makes what he wants and then on top of that the healthnut version. he makes sushi a lot and goes crazy when you bring him salmon.

IS SUCH A DORK BAHAHAHA if you even so much MENTION a book or a show he likes he will blabber for HOURS about it. he knows every single fact there is to know about star trek it is insane. you amuse him not because you're interested of course but he is just so damn adorable when he's talking about something he enjoys (which he rarely gets the chance to without being made fun of LMAO)

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what is everyone's hcs for Leo's scar???

one thing i LOVE about Leo's bayverse design is his scar that goes through his right eye. on top of his tattoos i think it makes him look really neat. but i wonder how he got it? he had the same scar in the 2014 movie so i don't think it came from a villian (at least a main one), so that leads me to believe it was some sort of a home accident. what do you guys think happened?

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