#as long as Splinter doesn’t steal him

[poppedbubblgum]

I’ve had this au in my brain for months now and only recently drew for it so I’m here to add to the pile of rise aus haha

It’s the standard separated au but my version B) - Donnie grew up with Splinter, Leo stayed with Draxum, Raph ended up at the battle nexus and Mikey was left to roam the streets of the Hidden City.

More info under the cut-

Donnie: The most mentally stable of the brothers somehow. He was raised in the sewers with splinter, and even though he did receive care, splinter still couldn’t really provide much in terms of affection. Despite that they still love each other, even if distantly. He’s chronically online. He knows every vine ever and plays fps games a lot yes I made him a gamer. He and April are extremely close in this au, having met at a young age and April being the closest thing Donnie has to a sibling until finding his brothers. Splinter also refuses to tell Donnie anything to do with mutants/yokai, or even where they came from, much to Donnie’s dismay. Without his brothers and their antics, he doesn’t get out much, and hasn’t made a battle/protective shell for himself yet.

April: She and Donnie met in early childhood and were practically inseparable, them both being only children, and they basically became each other’s annoying sibling. She’s the only reason Donnie came out of his shell (heh) and she likes to take him onto the surface streets for shenanigans.

Leo: Huguinn pulled Leo from the wreckage of Draxum’s lab and was raised in the rebuilt lab. Draxum genuinely didn’t expect the turtles to come out as literal infants after mutation so it’s a miracle Leo even survived this long lol. (Huguinn and Muninn did most of the work tbh) Draxum considers Leo to be a biproduct/fragment of a failed experiment and uses Leo more as an errand boy than anything else. Because of that Leo’s and Draxum’s relationship is also distant. Leo acts nonchalant and sarcastic for the most part, but he can’t help but want to please Draxum. Leo knows about his brothers and even tried looking for them early on, but eventually gave up. He and Donnie meet first. Also he sneaks out to get pizza at Hueso’s when he’s bored.

Raph: His and Mikey’s stories start out intertwined. They both ended up in the hidden city and lived out the early years of their lives there. When he was around 7 years old, Mikey being 5, Raph was taken as a contestant for a battle royale at the nexus, composed entirely of young yokai. (The battle nexus is quite literally a gladiator ring where contestants kill one another) Raph was taken due to his large size, and after managing to survive the battle royale, Big Mama allowed him to stay and become a fully fledged fighter at the nexus. He moved his way up in rank and became one of the top Nexus champions under the stage name, The Beast. He’s soft spoken and quick to anger at first, having received so little friendly interactions.

Mikey: He and Raph lived in the hidden city together until Raph was taken when he was around 5 years old. After that he was basically left to fend for himself. He survived via stealing and living on rooftops and alleys Aladdin style. He’s incredibly agile and a master pickpocket. He even made a name for himself in the district where he lives as the local thief. This, however, hasn’t dampened his spirits at all and he’s just as bright and bubbly as ever. He loves anything and everything to do with art and often does graffiti wherever he can. He’s an avid battle nexus fan and watches the battles whenever he can ( Leo is also a huge fan).

I’ve legitimately had this au in my head for months and this isn’t even close to everything I’ve conjured up but I had to make something for it or else I’d explode. Despite there being a lot of room for angst in this au, I imagine it as more lighthearted and similar to the show in terms of comedy. If you read this far congrats and give me your strength please

#rottmnt #my art #rottmnt au #rottmnt separated au #possibly: rottmnt but I make Donnie the stable one #spoiler alert he’s really not #broken hearts au

[captain-hawks]

waking reverie

levi ackerman x f!reader

summary: sick and tired of overhearing the sounds of you fooling around with a fellow squad leader, Levi decides to confront you afterward at a particularly inopportune moment.

or, Levi catches you getting yourself off and has a thing or two to say (and do) about it.

word count: 4.3k

content: NSFW, 18+, smut, masturbation, fingering, oral sex, squirting, unprotected sex, rough sex, squirting, dom!levi, possessive!levi, creampie, choking, spit kink, dirty talk, multiple orgasms

Hange is going to kill him if he keeps stealing their pencils. 

It’s the first thought that crosses Levi’s mind when a loud cracking noise is followed by something sharp jabbing into his palm, and he glances down to see the writing utensil crumble into a sad clump of shards over his page of notes. But he doesn’t mull over it long, not when he’s distracted by something he’s heard far too much of over the past few days—the sound of you giggling, followed by the door to Squad Leader Daniel Flore’s office slamming shut.

Tonight’s pencil met its earliest grave yet, the wood starting to splinter an hour ago when the mess hall cleared out, at which point Levi had begun unconsciously squeezing it in irritated anticipation of…this. 

There’s a scuffling of boots and the squeak of a chair scooting across the floor next door. But then things are relatively silent for a few moments after, and Levi looks up at the ceiling pleadingly, wondering if maybe he’ll finally get some peace tonight. But no, his hopes are quickly dashed when he hears the muffled yet unmistakable sound of you fucking moaning. 

Levi wishes he had another pencil to snap in half. 

Maybe the chair legs will have to do.

It’s not that Levi gives a shit about his fellow Survey Corps members getting laid. In fact, if it means they’re less high strung on the field, he’ll gladly set up a goddamn matchmaking booth outside of the building, if only to save himself the headache of trying to maintain order over a group of sexually frustrated idiots. Whatever it takes to make his life a little less miserable.

He’s perhaps a bit more judgemental when it comes to Squad Leaders pairing off, often shamelessly barking at them the next day not to let their “messy shit” get in the way of doing their damn jobs. Yet he generally waves it off all the same, rolling his eyes when the lovesick idiots start to realize what a bad idea it is to grapple with feelings when you’re supposed to be saving the world from man-eating Titans.

Anyway, you and Flore are both Squad Leaders. Fine. It’s nothing he hasn’t seen before.

Whatever.

But the real fucking issue here is the fact that Flore keeps his desk up against the wall that he shares with Levi’s office. And he’s been fucking you up against—or on top of, maybe—that stupid, shitty piece of furniture for the past three nights in a row.

Loudly.

So loudly that Levi’s not sure if Flore’s got something to prove or if he’s just downright stupid. Probably the latter, if Levi’s being honest. Either way, he’s well and truly on the verge of losing his mind at this point.

And if a tiny part of it is because he’s downright fucking baffled that you’d go barking up Flore’s tree of all people? 

Levi Ackerman is not jealous.

…he just assumed you’d have better taste.

—

Perhaps fucking Daniel Flore a mere wall away from Captain Levi’s office wasn’t quite your best decision as of late. 

And not just because of the fact that he can more than likely hear the two of you going at it like foolish teenagers, which is just asking to draw more ire from the already irritable man. 

Not just because, despite your tendency to bicker with one another like it’s your job, you actually have quite a solid working relationship with the Captain. Something you’d tentatively call friendship—and he might even be inclined to agree, on his less moody days. 

The most conflicting part of your tipsy decision that has since turned into a multi-day affair is something else entirely. Something that, in reality, shouldn’t even matter. 

…because it’s not like he’s even interested.

At one point or another, you found yourself developing feelings for Humanity’s Strongest Soldier.

—but the idea of Captain Levi fucking Ackerman deigning to get down and dirty with you of all people is laughable, at best. He can hardly step out of his office without turning heads, let alone when he makes his way through town. With the reputation that he’s built for himself over the years, he could have anyone he wanted.

Flore’s nice enough. And he’s a decent kisser, you’ll give him that. But as you glance back at the brown-haired man leaning against the chair and panting, a smug grin on his face as you slip your pants back on to conclude your activities, you internally cringe at the feeling of your underwear brushing against your sad, throbbing clit.

A throbbing clit that you’ll have to sneak off to your own office down the hall to take care of yourself for the second night in a row, because while you ended your first encounter somewhat satisfied, Flore hasn’t been able to get you off since. You’ve put on enough of a show each time to leave him thinking otherwise, half convinced that maybe there’s just something wrong with you, but after tonight, you may have to rethink your arrangement.

There’s a small, well-worn couch situated in the corner of your office, which you make a beeline for after closing the door and shucking your pants off once more. The material drops onto the wooden floor in a careless heap as you slump back onto the cushions, letting your thighs fall open as you lean your head back and slowly swipe a finger over the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs. 

Your folds are frustratingly dry, your fleeting thoughts of Flore doing absolutely nothing to help dampen your situation. So, also for the second night in a row…your thoughts betray you as they drift to a place you know will leave you slick and whimpering.

A vision of soft, black hair, steel gray eyes, and a familiar commanding, low voice is all it takes to encourage the sticky arousal now dripping at the apex of your thighs, a shameless little moan falling from your lips as you slide two fingers into your aching cunt.

“Have you ever considered that there are other people in the barra—”

The door to your office flies open as Levi storms in without knocking, though his barked out words are immediately cut off the moment his eyes stray to the sofa. He freezes in place, not even bothering to turn around as he slowly kicks the door shut behind him.

And it would be comical, just how many emotions are fighting their way across Levi’s normally composed face, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s now staring at you while you finger yourself because you were so desperate to get yourself off that you forgot to lock the fucking door. 

He blinks, crossing his arms. “You’re joking.”

Fingers still lodged inside of your wet heat because you can’t decide whether or not that’s less awkward than pulling them out and wiping them on the couch, you realize that you have no idea what to say. “I—”

“Was fucking like animals for forty-five minutes up against the wall beside my office not enough for you?” he deadpans.

Your face heats up in embarrassment, and you pull your eyes away from his heavy gaze, looking off to the side of the room as you subtly shift your fingers to your thigh. “That’s not exactly…I just didn’t…” you mutter, trailing off. 

Levi scoffs as he swiftly ascertains what you’re alluding to, “Don’t tell me Flore doesn’t even know how to get a woman off.”

You bristle with embarrassment over his forwardness, finally snapping your legs closed and hastily tugging a pillow over your lap. “That’s none of your business.”

“If two Squad Leaders are fucking on my watch, it’s my business to make sure your messy little relationship doesn’t end up getting us all killed in the field,” he sneers. 

“There’s no relationship. We’re not dating. It was a one time thing”

Levi doesn’t respond.

“Okay, a few-times thing,” you amend with a huff, shifting uncomfortably. 

He continues to stare at you, waiting.

“I was lonely and tired of taking care of things myself. Happy? Is that what you wanted to hear?”

His boots hardly make a sound as he takes a step closer to you and observes, “It looks like you’re still taking care of things yourself, anyway.”

You sigh heavily, “It’s slim pickings around here, Captain.”

Another step.

“So Flore was your top choice?”

Despite the fact that you’re nearly naked in front of the man who’s currently raising an eyebrow as he nudges your discarded underwear with the toe of his boot, you manage to school your features into a mask of cool indifference as you shrug, “My preferred taste is a bit more…unattainable.”

“Let me guess, Commander Erwin?” he drawls.

You can’t help the choked out laugh that escapes you at that—just how very off base his assumptions are. If nothing else, perhaps it means you’ve done a somewhat decent job at not making your crush on the Captain wholly apparent. 

“I mean, he sure does look like he’s fantastic in bed—”

“Spare me,” Levi groans.

“...but he’s just not quite short-tempered and difficult enough for my tastes,” you finish, letting your mouth quirk upward in the ghost of a smile. 

Levi’s knees bump into yours as he reaches the couch, looking down at you with his hands resting casually in his pockets. “And someone is?”

“Someone unattainable,” you concede.

Your breath hitches in your throat when Levi leans down, making a noncommittal noise as he swipes a layer of dust off of the couch’s wooden frame. Clicking his tongue against his teeth, he asks, “So…you’d rather do this,” he gently thumps a fist over the pillow in your lap, “than try and approach this someone?”

Refusing to back down from his stare, you flippantly reply, “Sometimes the fantasy ends up being better than the real thing, anyway.”

Levi’s jaw ticks, and he asks you carefully in a low tone, “And just how often do you entertain this little fantasy?”

“Every night,” you breathe out, not missing a beat.

This time, when Levi leans in, his breath is hot against the shell of your ear as he murmurs, “I can assure you the fantasy pales in comparison.” 

With that, he stands up straight and heads for the door without so much as a goodbye.

Gaping, you call out, “Captain Levi?”

His hand pauses on the doorknob, and without turning to look at you, he says cooly, “My office. Now.”

“I—”

“It’s cleaner.”

—

It’s ridiculous, the way your fingers tremble as you slip your pants back on—forgoing the underwear completely this time. On the field, you wield the dual blades at your sides with a steady, focused grip and instinctual precision that once upon a time granted you a top spot in your Training Corps class. 

And yet here you are now, caught in a battle between the stubborn button of your pants and your shaking hands, your entire goddamn axis thrown off kilter by the devastatingly handsome Captain currently waiting for you a few doors down. With a sigh, you give up, tugging your shirt down and hoping for the sake of the last charred bits of your ego that you didn’t misunderstand his invitation. 

Are you really about to go and fuck Captain Levi Ackerman?

You don’t have to ponder the question long, because you’re hardly two steps inside of Levi’s office, having slipped inside the door that he left open just a crack, when you find yourself firmly pressed up against it. 

Levi’s body is warm as he cages you in, eyes boring into your own while he reaches behind you and flicks the lock shut with an abrupt click that seems to echo throughout the room. You’re both silent for a moment, and he takes half a step back.

“Are you certain you want to do this?” 

The question catches you off guard, but you nod.

Levi inhales sharply through his nose and adds, “I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes,” you exhale quickly, already feeling more than a little breathless.

He leans in, letting his fingers ghost over your chin, his breath mingling in the vicinity of yours as he warns you softly,  “I’m not a gentle lover.”

“I don’t want you to be gentle,” you assure him, taking no small delight in the way his eyes briefly close at your affirmation.

“...and I don’t share,” he whispers, thumb skating over your lower lip.

“Neither do I,” you challenge, though you’re well aware you’re getting far too ahead of yourself with your implied request.

“I would hope not,” Levi chuckles lowly. “From now on, you come to me and only me.”

Searing heat drips through your veins, your lips parting slightly as the full weight of his words hits you. 

Levi’s lips hover over yours, so close you can nearly taste the promise on them as he murmurs, “...and you come for me. Only. Me.”

Oh.

Toes curling, it takes every ounce of restraint inside of your body to hold back the pathetically desperate whimper vibrating through you in response. The quiet, shaky “yes” that leaves you is hardly audible over the rapid beating of your heart.

But it’s all Levi needs to hear, that last exhale, before he cups your face in both hands and slots his lips against yours. 

There’s a focused, measured precision in the way Levi kisses, a push and pull in the way his mouth both guides and chases your own. With a tease of teeth along your bottom lip and a sensual dance of his tongue along the seam of your mouth, you’re caught up in a hungry, electrifying undercurrent that leaves you dizzy on the spot. 

You’ve spent more time than you’d like to admit thinking about Levi’s mouth. The delicate curve of his cupid’s bow. That restless tongue that’s always clicking against his teeth, as if it’s just waiting to be put to use elsewhere. The prominent taste of tea you could guarantee would be lingering on his lips. 

But there’s one thing you hadn’t accounted for, one thing that knocks the air from your lungs.

—it’s the way Levi murmurs your name into the kiss, the curve of each letter so sensual, his voice so rough that you know the memory of it is already irrevocably seared into your mind. 

You let yourself tangle your fingers in the silken, black strands of his hair, earning a pleased, rumbling groan in his throat in response. Pushing your luck, you tug on the locks, and the hot trail of kisses Levi’s blazing along your exposed neck is interrupted by the soft growl that leaves his throat as he bites down on your sensitive skin and begins to suck. 

The firm, solid pressure of his body against yours as you arch into him leaves you keening, and his hands drift down to grasp your hips while he presses hungry, open-mouthed kisses to your chest, as low as your partially-unbuttoned shirt will allow. You rock your hips into him, already drunk on his scalding, attentive touch, and a small moan escapes your lips when you feel the rock hard evidence of his own arousal drag against the apex of your thighs.

“Levi,” you pant out, rolling your hips once more.

He groans languidly, bringing his lips back up to yours for a chaste kiss. Fingertips skating beneath your chin, gray eyes bore into your own as he asks, “Safe word?”

Mind blanking for a moment, every single word you’ve ever known ceases to exist in the heady, addictive presence of the man before you. Your eyes land on something sitting on his desk; it’s broken to pieces but still unmistakable. 

“Pencil.”

Levi huffs out a low laugh, staring at you a little incredulously before he intones, “Tch. Fine.”

At that, he lets his hand trail down between your legs, another amused sound leaving him when he realizes you didn’t bother buttoning your pants back up before slinking into his office. 

“Eager?” he questions, only to let out a near feral noise when he notices your underwear also didn’t come along for the trip. 

All you can do is whine as he slides his hand into your pants, no small amount of satisfaction gracing his features when he feels the damp pool of arousal that’s since soaked through the material. 

“I hope this was all for me,” he observes, sliding two fingers through your slick, sensitive folds. 

You shiver, pushing into his touch, afraid that you might collapse if he doesn’t start sliding those thin, dexterous digits into your aching cunt soon. 

“You know it is,” you pant.

Your legs quake when he brushes his thumb over your swollen clit, fingertips teasing at your fluttering entrance. 

“I wonder if that’s why you couldn’t come for him,” he muses, bringing his hand up to eye level and watching the way your sticky arousal hangs between the digits. You’d whine at the loss of contact, if it weren’t for the way he sticks his fingers in his mouth and licks them clean.

His hand trails back down to your wet heat as you try to remember how to breathe, his gaze heavy as plunges two fingers into your cunt and rasps, “Because you wished it was my cock inside of you, fucking you stupid.”

Levi doesn’t wait for an answer as he begins to pump his fingers in and out of your needy hole, each thrust punctuated by the wet squelch of your gratuitous arousal. Heat spreads under your skin under his thorough exploration of your narrow, saturated channel, digits curling to meticulously stroke a spot that has you gasping his name. Your fingertips dig into his collarbone, and Levi surges forward, lips crashing into yours as he swallows your pleading moans. And for what may very well be the first time in your life, your climax takes you entirely by surprise, liquid fire whipping through your insides with the force of a raging gale.

He nips at your bottom lip while you come down from your shuddering wave of pleasure, but your fingers have barely begun to reach for his stiff length when Levi suddenly drops down to his knees in front of you. Nails dragging along your hip bones, he swiftly tugs down your pants and tosses them aside before pushing your legs further apart and burying his face between them.

Prickles of overstimulation crawl up your spine, and you let out a small sound of protest, but your core immediately turns molten again at Levi’s ragged tone as he breathes out, “One more. One more before I fuck you.”

There’s nothing calculated about the messy, hungry way he goes down on you, parting your folds to sink his tongue into your cunt, nose pressed firmly against your clit, a moan reverberating through him as he laps up every last drop of the cum that’s leaking out of you. His fingertips dig into your thighs, saliva running down his chin, and he moves to slide two fingers back inside of you while he begins to mouth at your sensitive bundle of nerves

At this point, even if Levi hadn’t made it explicitly clear that whatever this is between the two of you is very much exclusive—

…you’re not sure if anyone else could even come close. 

Reality trumps the fantasy, indeed, Captain. 

And with a firm crook of his fingers, the steaming pressure building up inside of you bursts, clear liquid spraying from your pussy and soaking Levi’s face and hand as you ride out your second orgasm.

If you thought Levi looked feral before, it’s nothing compared to the look that crosses his face as you squirt for him. “Oh fuck.”

He all but drags you over to his desk, unceremoniously swiping everything off of the surface and letting it all clatter to the floor before lifting you up—with strength that honestly shouldn’t surprise you—and placing you on its surface. Fingers aching to touch him, you grapple with his shirt, pulling it over his head while he trails his way down the remaining buttons on yours. You hardly have time to enjoy the planes of his bare chest before you, because he makes quick work of your bra, cursing under his breath at the sight and wasting no time in leaning in to taste your supple breasts. 

A small part of you almost wants to make a comment about dirtying Levi’s clean desk with the arousal you know is dripping out of you once more—you’re so fucking wet for him it’s boredline ridiculous—but all thoughts go fizzling from your mind when he latches onto your nipple and begins to suck.

“Fucking perfect,” he grunts, teeth grazing the sensitive bud. 

Unable to wait any longer to finally see what’s straining for release between his legs, you unbutton his pants, humming in satisfaction at the feeling of his deceivingly thick cock throbbing in your palm. Saliva coats your tits as he sucks more fervently in response to the way you’ve begun to stroke his length, your other hand tangling in his hair.

“Stop.”

You freeze at the command in his tone, waiting as he pushes down his pants and underwear, kicking them out of the way before stepping closer between your legs. 

“Next time,” he amends gently, leaning in to graze his teeth along the shell of your ear, lips and tongue pressing into the tender skin behind your earlobe. “Because I might very well lose my mind if I don’t fuck you right now.”

You exhale, muscles aching with anticipation. “Please, Levi.”

He pushes your thighs apart, swiping his fingers through your arousal and using it to coat his shaft before notching its reddened, leaking head at your entrance. And remembering your earlier words about just how you like it, there’s no warning when Levi plunges his throbbing cock into your slick, wet cunt, plastering his mouth onto yours to swallow down each delicious moan that echoes out of you as he splits you open.

There’s nothing gentle about the way Levi fucks you, sweaty hair plastered against his forehead as he revels in the warmth of your tight cunt with each snap of his hips, every thrust deeper than the last. The push and drag of his fat cock has you whining and moaning so loud your throat begins to burn, satisfaction curling in your gut at the mirroring sound that leaves him when you roughly pull on his hair.

Belatedly—too distracted by your lust-fuelled frenzy—you realize that smacking flesh and needy, desperate noises aren’t the only sounds echoing throughout the room. With each punishing snap of his hips, as Levi stuffs you full of his cock over and over, his desk violently smacks into the wall.

The wall that Flore is very likely currently sitting on the other side of at his own desk.

You tell Levi as much, and he makes no effort to slow down as he growls, “I don’t fucking care.”

And well, maybe it’s a little fucked up.

But given that the object of years worth of your wet dreams is currently balls deep inside of you and groaning your name repeatedly, you can’t bring yourself to give a shit, either.

So instead, you whimper, “Harder, Levi. Please.”

Hands trail along your throat, and Levi meets your gaze. You nod, and he tightens his grip, your dwindling airflow setting your nerves alight with pleasure. Your legs wrap around his waist, the balls of your feet pressing into the small of his back, and as he continues to choke you, your tight cunt chokes the width of his cock in equal measure.

It feels so fucking good that tears prick at the corners of your eyes, and your chest aches from the heaving, panting breaths you repeatedly continue to demand of it. The pressure on your throat lessens, and you feel Levi’s hand come up to cup your chin, his thumb pulling down on your bottom lip.

Though it’s only one word, you know he feels just as wrecked as you by his low, rough tone as rasps, “Open.”

You part your lips, and Levi leans in, spitting in your mouth. He feels the way your cunt clenches down on him in response, so after you swallow, unconsciously letting your lips fall back open, he spits again. 

In turn, you grab him by the hair and pull him in for a filthy kiss. Levi’s mouth devours yours as he grabs you by the throat again, moaning against your lips, “Good girl.”

The ache between your thighs blooms red hot, the coil of pleasure twisting in your gut unfurling so rapidly your vision goes white as you come hard, gushing around the stretch of Levi’s cock. He chases your lips as you throw your head back in pleasure, kissing you hard while he drives his length deep into you one last time to the hilt, hips jerking as he empties himself inside of you.

You let your body fall against his as you both come down from your climaxes, breathing heavily. Levi begins to rub soothing circles against your back, callused fingertips skating across your smooth skin, the gesture an amusingly stark contrast to how brazenly he just fucked you. When he pulls out of you, thick cum leaks from between your thighs, making a mess of his desk. 

And for once, it’s a mess that Levi Ackerman doesn’t mind.

Instead, he cups your cheek in one hand, a glint in his eyes as he murmurs, “I think I can get four out of you next time.”

Your eyes widen, laughter bubbling up in your chest as you lean in, lips ghosting over his as you retort, “Cocky bastard.”

Tongue clicking against his teeth, he rolls his eyes and mutters, “Brat,” kissing you again.

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[lovelytsunoda]

954 // logan sargeant

summary: florida man fucks shy college girl. or, back home in fort lauderdale y/n’s welcome home party is sabotaged by her race winner brother, and it gives her a bit of a complex. at least her brothers best friend is there to make her feel better about it.

pairing: logan sargeant x female kirkwood! reader

warnings: straight up smut, kyle kirkwood is a lot to handle in large doses (but we love him anyways), feelings of anxiety, minor sibling rivalry, body image issues. i am going to hell, littered with spelling mistakes because of how fast I was typing and pure laziness to go back and fix it

author's note: 954 is the area code for fort lauderdale. and technically kyle kirkwood lives in jupiter, but for the sake of the story let's pretend he's also from lauderdale.

she sat at the edge of the pier, jeans rolled up past her shins as she started off into the horizon, watching the sun dip below the ocean line.

“it’s your party, what are you doing out here alone?”

she rolled her eyes, pulling her feet out of the water before following the voice. “why do you think? kyle hijacked it. I’m back home for less than a day and he’s already stealing the spotlight again.”

that was the way it always went in the kirkwood household: y/n came home from school, and everything was great, and then kyle waltzes in and suddenly everything is about him again.

logan shook his head, settling onto the pier next to her, a gentle hand resting on her thigh. she shrugged it off, anxiously twisting one of the rings on her hand.

“you know he doesn’t do it on purpose, right?” logan soothed “he loves you, and he hates that you feel like this.”

“i know. the inferiority complex is all me.”

“it’s not a complex, and your feelings are valid.”

she shook her head. “everyone tells me i shouldn’t have quit karting. even when it made me hate myself.”

she sighed, laying down on the pier, worn wood scratching at her skin, but not splintering against her baby pink tank top. “what am I doing with my life, logan?”

“hey, look at me.” logan encouraged, fingertips against her chin to angle her face towards him. “you are doing great things. deans list every semester, you’re a great artist and I’d be shocked if firms weren’t lining up to hire you as a litigator.”

“you’re just saying that.” she refused to meet his eyes. logan was kyles best friend, for god sakes. she’d crumble under his stare, his touch.

“but I’m not.” logan insisted, gripping her face now, making her look at him. she needed to know how wonderful she was, and he was going to be the one to tel her. “you are smart and funny and all kinds of wonderful, kirkwood. any guy would be lucky to have you, and anyone else should consider themselves blessed to have you as a friend.”

“you really mean that?”

“why would I lie to you, y/n?”

she barely had time to respond before logans lips were on hers. she was hesitant at first, unsure if logan really knew what he was doing. unsure if he was really kissing her because he wanted to or because he pitied her.

the intrusive thoughts didn’t stay long, however, as she snapped to attention and moved her lips against his, wrapping her body around his.

“jesus.” logan breathed. “those jeans make your ass look incredible. well, your ass always looks incredible, but these jeans are really doing it for me.”

she laughed at how red logan's face was, a shade that looked more salmon under the sunset. the pier was digging into her skin, and she was starting to get uncomfortable, logan's lips along her neck not quite enough to distract from the discomfort of what she was sure would become a splinter if their activities were not relocated.

somehow they made it to her bedroom without being discovered by the partygoers, much less kyle. the fairy lights tacked to her dusty pink walls were the only light in the room as logan backed her up against her bookshelf, securely caging her body against his.

she felt safe in logan's arms. protected.

"i've been crazy about you for years now." logan growled in between kisses. "every night i came over to watch panthers games with your brother, and you were there in those tight little jean shorts, laughing and giggling with your friends. or when i'd stay the night and you'd walk past his bedroom door to get to the bathroom in the middle of the night, your skimpy silk top falling down your shoulder just enough to give me a taste of your gorgeous body. do you know how many times i've jerked off to the thought of you in kyle's bathroom? you're stunning, y/n. don't let anybody tell you otherwise."

her mind was reeling, and she couldn't find the proper words as she tugged at the collar of logan's button down shirt, pressing her lips back to his. logan sargeant was interested in her.

logan saw her for her, not just as kyle kirkwood's baby sister.

clothes were shed, buttons ripped off shirts. her head was spinning, elated and giddy and she couldn't find the words to tell logan how incredible she felt as his large hands squeezed her breasts over the mesh padding of her bralette.

she gasped, logan taking that chance to slip his tongue into her mouth, his fingers grappling for the clasp on her bra.

all at once, reality came crashing back down on her. she pulled away, hands flying up to cover her exposed breasts as the pale fabric tumbled to the hardwood floor.

she wouldn't meet logan's eyes, scared to know what he thought of her naked body. scared to see him stare at her and not know what he was thinking.

his eyes softened, the lust drawing back as concern seeped in to his irises. "y/n, pretty girl, you don't need to hide yourself around me. who made you think that you weren't sexy as all hell? i never want you feel like you have to be shy around me."

he gently gripped her arms, guiding her towards the wall length mirror hanging on the back of the ensuite door. logan stood behind her, lifting her chin so that she would meet his eyes in the mirror. placing his hands over hers, he gently pulled her palms off her breasts, exposing her bare torso to the soft lighting in the room.

"look at you beautiful you are, y/n. i'm serious."

"you're just saying that so you can get your dick wet." even as she said it, she knew it didn't sound like she meant it.

but even still, staring at herself in the mirror, all she could focus on was the way that she looked: the stretch marks on her breasts, the smattering of freckles up her arms (or were they moles, like the two on her back?).

"what will it take to show you how sexy you are, y/n?" logan rasped, undoing the button on her jeans. "should i make you watch yourself as i touch you?"

"yeah." her voice was shaky. "i think you should show me how sexy i am. clearly, i need reminding." where was this sudden boldness coming from?

"that;s my sexy, shy girl." logan cooed, tugging her jeans down her legs, kissing over her ass and down her leg before coming back up, eyes hungry at the sight of the young woman in front of him, panties hiked high on her hips and fairly see through as he slipped a hand over teh fabric and between her legs, teasing at the dampness beginning to form.

she gasped as logan slicked up his fingers, slipping them inside of her in one swift movement, working around the fabric of her cheeky panties. she was breathing hard, biting her bottom lip as she took in the sight in the mirror: logan's fingers flexing in and out of her, arousal running over his pale skin, his face contorted in concentration as he growled down her ear, telling her how tight she felt, and how good she was for him.

her own skin was rosy and flushed, a sheen of sweat beginning ro form as she felt her body heating up. there was something sinful about watching herself in the mirror, finally allowing herself to let loose a moan.

"that's my girl. don't get shy on me now, i want to know that you feel as good as i do." logan groaned, sucking on her neck. "touch me, baby. i know you want to. feel how fucking hard i am for you."

she loosened her grip on logan's wrist, internally grinning at the nail marks that she left behind in his skin before slipping an arm behind her, cupping his bulge in her hand.

she was floored. she knew logan was big (she could always see the outline in his swim shorts, forcing herself to stop staring before he noticed) but knowing that she had this effect on him?

it was a powerful thing.

"jesus, logan." she whined. "i need it inside of me."

logan's eyes sparkled. "what do you need inside of you, sweetheart? i need you to say it for me." he started pumping his fingers faster, his other hand moving to fondle her left breast, tweaking the rosy bud of her nipple between his fingers.

she sighed heavily, feeling her legs turn mushy as she leaned back against logan. "need your cock." she mumbled, unsure if she could speak any louder.

"what was that, darling? don't be shy now, i can't give you what you need if you don't tell me, love."

fuck you, she thought, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood. she was clenching around his fingers now, unsure of hoe much longer she'd be able to last. but she needed him inside of her, felt like she might die if he wasn't.

"your cock!" she shouted. "please, logan, i need your big cock inside me, please, god, i need it."

why did she say that? she should never have said that. it made her sound desperate. but in a way, she was desperate, wasn't she?

logans fingers stopped their ministrations, pulling out of her and taking a trail of her juices with them. she thought her eyes were going to roll back in her head before logan laid her down on her queen bed, her hair fanning out behind her as he started to undo his jeans, resort shirt still hanging off his frame, face flushed and covered in a sheen of sweat as he licked her arousal off his fingers.

"do you have condoms, kirkwood? because i really don't want to have to go digging for them in kyle's room."

"please don't talk about my brother when i want you to fuck my brains out."

logan smirked. "not so shy now, are we, my sexy girl."

"shut up! go the ensuite, top vanity drawer on the left. you literally cannot miss the box."

she could have laughed, lying back on the bed and kicking off her panties as logan ran, half naked and dropping his resort shirt behind him, to the ensuite.

he stumbled back, tripping over discarded clothes and the fluffy carpet, triumphantly holding the box above his head.

"the whole box? how much do you think you're getting tonight, sarge?"

logan raised an eyebrow. "call me that, and i'm going to make you forget how shy you are and have you scream my name all night long."

#logan sargeant x reader #formula one x reader #f1 smut #f1 x reader #logan sargeant #f1 imagine #logan sargeant smut

[yorshie]

Heyy idk if you've already done it but can I request clothes that the bayverse boys just love seeing you in? Like besides lingerie (though who doesn't like a cute lingerie) I mean like more mundanish things. A certain pair of shorts/pants/skirt, a certain dress or top, a certain color of clothing. Something along those lines, yk?

Maybe it accentuates a certain part of your body, maybe he just thinks it looks cute. Idk. It doesn't necessarily turn him on (although... hehe) He just can't tear his eyes away/stop stealing glances the second he sees it, and you just know he's getting extra flustered if you catch him gawking 🤭

Hey Nonnie! Thank you for sending this in, I had a lot of fun imagining what each one of the turtles would like- I even asked some other writers what their thoughts were because it was such a fun ask!

The ask I sent to another writer - oops forgot to add this so the context makes sense lol

Donatello

DonBon gets flustered whenever he sees you in his color. He’s not partial to a particular way of dress in the grand scheme of things, as long as it’s some shade of purple, you’ve got his attention. But the thing that would really draw him to a complete stop, is glasses. Even if you donned a lens free pair, he’s going to stop and do a double glance, taken by the way the frames bring attention to your eyes. If you coupled the glasses with a purple shirt or an oversized hoodie, he’s going to go out of his way to get his hands on the material, though don’t be fooled, his real goal is studying you. 

Raph

Raphie’s weakness is anything feminine. If it's floofy and a more "girlie" color, he's all on board. While he does love seeing you in his color, the one time you managed to get him to walk head first into a door because he wasn’t paying attention was while wearing a pastel skirt with a petticoat underneath. He likes the way the fabric swishes when you walk, likes how he gets a peek at thighs and calves when you move. He’s an absolute sucker for embroidered patterns and soft fabrics that give him an excuse to study the way your clothes drape and fall on your figure.

Mikey

Angelo likes your comfy clothes. He loves matching PJ sets and lounge wear, the kind that lets him catch a glimpse of your stomach when you raise your hands up over your head, whose sleeves you have to either constantly push up or the tanks that leave your shoulders bare. He’s going to get possessive if it’s any shade of orange, but he’s not too picky. If it’s your favorite, it’s his favorite by proxy, and he revels in the fact that you’re feeling good enough to be comfortable around him. Bonus points if he gets to feel how soft and well worn the fabric is during cuddling.

Leo

Blue likes it when you dress up, likes silk and velvet and tactile fabric that clings to you, loves it when you wear dresses and blouses. If it’s his color, from the darkest navy to a light robin’s egg blue, he’s going to make it a point to inform you how beautiful you look, going to use the praise as cover to rest his hand low on your back. If you’ve dressed up especially for him, he’s not going to even try and hide the way he’s got his eyes on you. Splinter finds it amusing that even his voice can’t shake his eldest out of his thoughts when his attention is centered on you.

All Four

Alright, listen, this Is probably the part that’s a little more risqué than the rest of these, but those that know, will understand what I’m talking about. 

There’s a certain type of nightgown, modest in itself, that usually has a scoop collar and hits somewhere around the mid thigh length. It can be a lighter, warm weather fabric that floats around you, or a denser, winter weave that clings more to trap heat. Patterned, or solid color, it doesn’t matter, but everyone that has one of these knows exactly what I’m talking about. There is no faster way to make a man sit up and pay attention, then to wear it, and the turtles are no exception. It’s not sexy, at least not by today’s standards, but there’s just something about it that draws their eyes and will have them following after you.

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[itsabouttimex2]

Since ROTTMNT are allowed, how about some headcanons of the turtles with a reader who’s very reckless? They’re always throwing themselves into danger whenever the team is fighting, and reader just insists they’re trying to help.

also love your writing ❤️❤️

Turtles with a Reckless Y/N

(Thank you so much💗 I’ve been watching season two, and I’ve got a lot of thoughts!)

No. No, no, no. Raphael does not tolerate your shenanigans. He’s worried sick about you every time you try something new, you hear him? Expect lots of gruff lectures about how ‘You need to learn to work with me and the others as a team, or you’re staying home with Splinter!’

This is not an empty threat. Keep pushing and getting reckless, Y/N. Realizing that he’s going to have to teach you a lesson the hard way, Raph sneaks up behind you as you try to sneak out, wrapping you into his arms.

“Sorry, Y/N- but I did warn you,” he says, carefully binding you up in sloppy knots. After he’s got your wrists and legs tied, he wraps a blanket around you. Then, another round of rope. Raph plops you onto Splinter’s chair, grabbing the remote and turning on a safety awareness video he (with the help of everyone in the Turtlefam) made for you.

This isn’t necessarily going to be a one time thing, though. The ante is upped every time you make another boneheaded decision, another grounding, another lecture, another video. He’ll get through to you.

Eventually.

Leo can be arrogant and overconfident himself, so he’ll relate to the things you do and say. It’s easy to want to prop you up and encourage you. He’s suffering from an inferiority complex, trying to make up for his self-perceived shortcomings by acting like he’s better and stronger than the people around him.

And he wonders if maybe you’re going through the same thing with the way you insist that “I’m just trying to help, Leo,” and “I don’t need you to baby me!”

And then Leo starts to think that telling you off for the way might only make things worse. For all he knows, you’ll decide that getting even more reckless will be the way that you finally ‘prove yourself’, making the same boneheaded approval-seeking decisions that he does.

In the end, he decides to settle things by subtly sabotaging your efforts to join fights. Leo “accidentally” locks doors before you can run through, sneaks your gear into dark corners where you’ll take too long to find it, taking extra risks to try and end fights before you can join.

It’s for your own good. Please believe him when he says that.

With poor communication skills and a potential developmental disorder that only muddles his understanding of others further (same, bud), ‘talking it out’ is not an option for Donnie.

So he turns to the one thing he knows best- tech. A tracker first. Then two. Then three. Eventually he’s got a dozen tracking devices in all different shapes and sizes, each one snapped into a different device or gadget.

It’s not that he wants to hurt you, of course not.

But if an electrical shock or painful squeeze can “convince” you to keep out of danger and think things through before you hurtle headfirst into an enemy’s unmerciful hands… fine. Fine.

Donnie will snap a bulky metal cuff around one of your wrists, sighing as he does. Does this make him the “bad guy”? Probably. But he’s fine with that, because being “bad” is better than being at a funeral. He’ll muster up a half-hearted apology, sighing as he locks the metal around you.

“Enough with the reckless stunts, Y/N. You’re keeping this on until I know you’ve grown a functioning brain.”

Big-hearted and equipped with a somewhat gentle demeanor, Mikey decides to try talking things through first. It’s very possible that this problem is some kind of misunderstanding that could just be unraveled with a little bit of one-on-one time!

Sure, he probably doesn’t have to cuddle up to you and wrap you both in blankets with hot drinks, but he does anyway! (Because he wants to steal you away for a moment to have all to himself, under the guise of ‘helping you’.

There’s an admitted half-effort from Mikey to talk you through whatever it is that’s causing you trouble, at least. It’s just that he’s more focused on the ‘therapy’ approach, hoping that he can grow closer to you while keeping you content and out of danger for the moment.

Though, if you really insist on such reckless behavior, Mikey always has his kusari-fundō to wrap you up head to toe. Given his status as the ‘baby’ of the family, no one is going to take his behavior all too seriously.

You’re stuck tight, helpless against his loving, brotherly whims.

#Platonic Yandere #Yandere ROTTMNT #Yandere Raphael #Yandere Leonardo #Yandere Donatello #Yandere Michelangelo #Yandere Brother

[our-happygirl500-fan]

In the episode ‘The Ancient Art of Ninja Hide and Seek’ Splinter steals an old photo of him & Big Mama

And something that caught my eyes was that the background of the photo seems as though the room is covered in webs & it looks like the photo might have been taken in Big Mama’s bedroom

If the photo was taken in Big Mama’s bedroom, it’s possible that the photo was taken after Big Mama kidnapped Splinter. If the photo was taken after Big Mama kidnapped Splinter then that could mean that there was a period of time where Big Mama & Splinter were still dating even after she had kidnapped him & forced him to fight in the Battle Nexus.

Splinter: In hindsight I may have missed a few clues 

Of course there is a chance that the photo could have been taken before Big Mama kidnapped Splinter & it’s just another room with webs in the background but the webs in the photo look more similar to the webs in Big Mama’s bedroom than the webs we saw in the Many Unhappy Returns flashback.

Splinter: Ready for the Lou Jitsu celebrity walking tour of the Hidden City?

Another clue that Splinter & Big Mama might have continued dating even after she had kidnapped him is that in the episode ‘Hidden City’s Most Wanted’ Splinter reveals that he’s explored the Hidden City as Lou Jitsu, he wasn’t simply trapped in a cell during his Battle Nexus days 

Splinter: The old neighbourhood! On your right is the place I used to get my hair cut, on the left is where I’d get lunch after getting my hair cut

Splinter: Oh look my favourite lucky fountain! 

It’s shown that Splinter knows the Hidden City, he doesn’t just know about the Hidden City, he’s explored it, he even has a favourite place where he used to get lunch & Splinter explored the Hidden City after Big Mama kidnapped him for the Battle Nexus

Splinter: One of my biggest fans painted this 

There’s a mural depicting one of Splinter’s old Battle Nexus fights meaning that Splinter explored the Hidden City after he had already started fighting in the Battle Nexus however Splinter exploring the Hidden City when he was fighting in the Battle Nexus doesn’t seem to line up with the fact that the flashbacks we’ve seen of him always have him imprisoned.

We see Splinter locked up in the flashbacks in the episodes ‘Many Unhappy Returns’ & ‘Goyles Goyles Goyles’ which doesn’t give the impression of Splinter having free reign in the Hidden City however these flashbacks are from the very start & the end of his time in the Battle Nexus so there could have been a period of time were Splinter was allowed out into the Hidden City during his time as a Battle Nexus champion.

Splinter: If Big Mama sent you I have not changed my mind. No more fighting. I have sworn off violence 

It’s possible that Big Mama only imprisoned Splinter when she first kidnapped him & when he stopped fighting in the Battle Nexus. According to tweets made by Russ Carney & Ron Corcillo, Splinter was at the Battle Nexus for around a decade so it’s possible that within that time Splinter was allowed to explore the Hidden City freely, it’s possible that after Big Mama was sure that Splinter would fight in the Battle Nexus she tried to continue their relationship & let Splinter spend days out in the Hidden City so long as he continued to fight for her.

Which really makes me wonder again what Big Mama & Splinters relationship was like considering there’s the possibility that Big Mama gave Splinter as much freedom as she was willing to give & the possibility that Splinter continued to date Big Mama even after she kidnapped him & took him from everything he knew.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #hamato yoshi #big mama #rottmnt #tmnt

[cupcakeslushie]

At first they’re kind of just learning how to navigate around each other. Leo’s always training and meditating, Donnie is working on getting a new lab set up, and Raph, Mikey, and April are trying not to step on any landmines. Mikey tries to use the research he did for himself in the past year to help his brothers, but it’s slow going. Donnie is more receptive than Leo…or at least, he’s more willing to sit down with Mikey and listen to him talk. Dr. Feelings isn’t sure how much his older brother is actually taking in what he’s saying, going by the unsettling, thousand yard stare Donnie sometimes gives him. Eventually though, Leo stops being so stubborn and becomes more open to joining in the group activities Raph keeps trying to organize. Once they start spending time together, something just seems to click and they bond in the same ways we see them do in the show.

Donnie is the only one who’s never tried pizza. Raph’s practically lived off the stuff. Mikey’s more used to the fru-fru flatbread pizzas Big Mama’s chefs would cook, but he thinks the places they go to now are way better, and those idiots, Bebop and Rocksteady were easy enough to steal from when they brought outside food into the Foot Clan compound. Also (🤐) took Leo one time, after a successful mission ended with time to spare, probably one of the only nice things (🤐) ever did for him.

Donnie’s need for approval grows to a whole new, worrying level, just because of how generous with affection and praise Splinter is, and how much of a head-rush Donnie gets, every time he does something to earn it. But he does calm down his more violent impulses out of fear of doing anything that would get him sent back to Draxum. Splinter sees that fear behind all the need for attention and meets it with his own, in a way. It isn’t done consciously, but he lets Donnie get away with much more than his brothers. It doesn’t bother any of them at first. They can all see that Donnie needs the most attention in the emotional department, but after it goes on for so long, it starts to create more problems than it helps solve. Raph and April are the ones that makes Splinter see what he’s doing is really avoiding the problems, instead of confronting them. Once they bring this to Splinter’s attention, he sits Donnie down and the two have their first serious talk, and don’t walk away until Splinter has Donnie convinced that nothing he could ever do would make the man love him any less, or that Donnie would ever be handed back over to Draxum.

Leo has a soft spot for Mikey because of (🤐), but can be a bit awkward showing affection with everyone else. The easiest way Leo shows he cares is tending to their after battle wounds, and offering sound advice when they come to him with a problem.

Raph and Mikey are most affectionate with each other, and Donnie is affectionate with everyone, even though it still has something of a performative air to it. But they know he loves them by how fiercely protective he gets when one of them gets hurt. Raph is just as protective as he is in canon. He’ll check on them all before he goes to bed, let Leo take the lead in missions (after they stop butting heads, and figure out a way that actually works) so that Raph can focus less on strategy, and more on where his brothers are at, and who needs their backs covered. He’s patient with all of Donnie’s “quirks”, offers to spar with Leo when he sees he’s frustrated, but clearly trying to keep a calm face, and joins Mikey in the kitchen when the youngest is experimenting.

I’ll have to make a whole other post for our twin boys, since I’ve gotten so many questions regarding them!

These are all pretty much accurate to a T!

As for dynamics—Leo respects Raph, but they clash at first over how to run missions. Leo hates going in without having everything planned, and that’s not really how Raph, April and Mikey have done things. But Raph can’t argue when Leo’s strategies work so well, and it is something of a relief to not have to worry about being the plan guy, in addition to the protection guy.

Despite all the training Draxum put Three through, Donnie isn’t used to real combat, especially in a group, so he’ll often take a sideline role, at least until he gets more comfortable with the idea of training with his brothers.

Mikey takes down baddies effortlessly. It’s usually him and Leo on the offensive, flitting all over the place in the blink of an eye, Raph on defense unless he’s bowling down a whole group of attackers, and Donnie is in the shadows picking ppl off, or up high calling out positions. Like Raph, April switches between offensive and defensive based on the situation, but she can be a little quicker about it because of her size and speed.

Mikey is first because I love Mikey being the most in tune with Mystic energies. He’s the only one that unlocks his before they all reunite. Big Mama recognizes it as a form of Mystic art, and puts her feelers out in order to uncover more specifics, but doesn’t find anything before Raph and Splinter show up.

Raph unlocks his powers second. I do like the way it was done originally, but I’ll be throwing in a little fun twist to a much loved bit of angst we never got to see in canon 😉…

Donnie shocks everyone by being next. It’s mostly because he’s worked with Mystic energy before and it’s almost something of an underwhelming sort of “oh hey, I guess I can do this now.” Kind of reveal. He creates a bazooka to blast Rocksteady’s ass, when the mutant goes for an unsuspecting Raph’s shell with a sledgehammer.

Leo is last, because of how difficult a time he has accepting himself as part of the Hamato Clan after everything Shredder made him believe, but when an attacker is gunning for Mikey and Donnie, and Leo and Raph are too far away, he moves without thinking and is suddenly exactly where he needs to be.

(I’m not an expert on weapons so pls forgive me if my research reveals some inaccuracies 😅)

Raph has pretty much always used his sai (the ones we see in the turtle tots short. Here, they’re a bit more meaningful and don’t get broken so easily like they do in the first episode—at least I’m assuming the ones in Mystic Mayhem were the same?). Splinter started him off with a pair of tonfa when he was very young and switched him to the sai when he thought he could handle them. Mikey picked his nunchaku from the huge wall of weapons in the Nexus because he liked how quickly and fluidly they followed his own movements. He leaves them behind in the Nexus, but is thrilled to accept the pair Splinter offers. They feel different, but in the best way—like they were meant just for him.

Donnie still creates his tech Bo, and mentally scoffs at the wooden one that’s displayed in the dojo, but…after Leo tells him…🤐 🤐🤐

The weapons are only old, family heirlooms at first. But once each of the boys unlock their Hamato Ninpo, they get the powers they have in the show and use their weapons just like normal. I wont really be fussing with them getting Draxum’s mystic weapons because it would be kind of….clunky trying to figure how that would work. And as much as I loved the new take of them starting off with their traditional weapons, then getting different ones, then earning their iconic weapons in a very satisfying final showdown…I’m going more on the route of them accepting their connection to the Hamato clan, through each of them accepting their weapons from Splinter.

Check out my Separated AU tag for further lore and the art this all is based off and my pinned post at the top of my page!

As always thanks for all the kind words! You guys are the best! ❤️💙💜🧡💛

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[thr-333]

hi! so i have some questions about your Triple Divorced AU! (excuse me it's so long fgsdjk)

you mentioned that each boy (outside of Mikey) has a fave parent, but do the parents have fave kid(s)? i suspect Draxum likes Raph the most since he actually managed to convince him to get into training?? but outside of that i have no idea!

also with which parent they spend the most time? or which house they consider their "main" home?? if even they have something like that

also! in your recent drawing of baby leo (very cute btw i want to pinch his cheeks!) he seems to be actually excited to show off to draxum, but you mentioned that currently he doesn't really like him, which made me think- how did the relationship between parents and kids change from early childhood to "today"??

oh and how's the relationship between each parent? like i get they hate each other's guts, but are there specific types of hate? (i can suspect splinter vs BM arguments are mostly verbal while splinter vs draxum is physical fighting?) (also a silly question but- was/is there ever something… (hate)romantic between draxum and splinter at some points? or is that a big NAH??)

I LOVE long asks!

Yes the parents have favorite kids. Other than Splinter who is a proud proprietor of I don’t have favourites. Or does he just not know any of his children well enough to pick, who’s to say(:

Draxums favourite isn’t actually Raph it’s Mikey. Purely because his mystic abilities are so advanced. It’s sort of rooted in a pride of ‘I made this I’m awesome’ or wanting your kids to be talented and successful. It’s ironic because Mikey is the least likely to go for his kill all of humanity bullshit. He wouldn’t align himself with a plan like that. Usually when Draxum brings it up Mikey goes into dr feelings mode and talks about the deep rooted issues of why Draxum hates humans which the yokai does not care for. But he’s deluding himself that one day he will get Mikey to change(even if it’s far more likely to be the other way around)

Big mamas favourite is Leo. She likes the other boys they’re easy to manipulate in their own ways. But she likes Leo because he doesn’t fall for all that. They can have a relationship on more even footing. Oh he annoys the hell out of her but that’s because he is also the most like her. It’s almost like a mentorship/rivalry. Big mama never considered having an heir before but baby blue might just fit the bill.

It’s a fairly even split between where they spend time(Mikey tires to keep it that way) but it depends. Sometimes Splinter gets job offers as Lou Jitsu so he isn’t around to take the boys back. Draxum likes to upgrade his security in between kid nappings as does big mama so those tend to be the gaps where they get to spend more time with Splinter. Typically it would take longer for either parent to steal them off big mama because of her security personal. But she has a nasty habit of using them as bartering chips so they don’t tend to stay as long as they could. Suffice to say these kids have no stability in their lives.

They don’t really think of one place as home. Home usually means ‘where we’re sleeping tonight’ they are just as likely to call home one of the houses they grew up in or a side of the road motel(something I’ve done so I don’t actually know if I’m explaining that feeling well cause that’s just how it is)

Yes! Baby Leo is adorable! I can’t wait to show the rest of their baby designs(I need to do a character like up once all the main people have been introduced). The comic I made that panel for explains it a bit but I haven’t posted it yet so I’ll explain.

When the kids were younger Draxum did try to train them as soldiers but got pulled up by the social workers and had to tone it down. Leo who craved his ‘Draxys’ approval was slighted by this and developed an instant hatred— no but really Leo’s dislike for Draxum was something that built up over years. Being ignored being used and overall just missing out on things that parents probably should be doing. He got a lot more of that from splinter and since splinter didn’t like Draxum Leo adopted the attitude. A sort of us against him mentality.

That’s happened for a lot of the kids. Growing disillusioned by their parents. Being forced to pick sides over time. Each of them could be their own ask so if your curious about a certain relationship ask. That way I’m not just rambling about something people don’t care about!

Yes each of the parents have their own brand of hate. Splinter and big mama are bitter exes slash can’t get over each other. Draxum had such a big fat crush of Lou Jitsu it wasn’t even subtle. In this au he has been low key pining for years. Unfortunately some people express their love by breaking into your house and mildly traumatizing your kids. It’s very much the “I hate Splinter” while hanging up pictures of him meme(I would draw that it I wasn’t writing this during my lunch break)

Splinter has no idea how he feels but big mama does. The two are SO petty about it. It’s that love triangle rivalry except I’m not trying to pass it off as cute. These two need to grow up and check their standards.

#triple divorce au #TDau #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rise of the tmnt #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise #tmnt

[melancholysway]

Holy nunchuuuuuuucks, I can't believe I'm here again, why do you have to tempt me so?! Anyway! 2007, the turtles' SO bonds with Splinter and for a while everything is incredibly good but then here comes the awkward childhood photo or memory!

Got you! so sorry for the wait, college is overwhelming rn but when is it not tbh

I haven't forgotten about the other requests ya'll have sent me btw! I'm just getting it done at a snail's pace LMAO

TMNT 2007 Imagines: Embarrassing Photos

I’m doing this formatted to where the S/O meets Splinter! There’s a fic at the end with your turtle of choice :)

Key: --- followed by italics = flashback is happening or ending

Leonardo

Leo has an awkward photo of him drooling while sleeping as a kid

Though that habit is long gone, he still shudders at the thought

Cannot believe he used to drool until he saw the photo

Brings it up one day when talking to you about each other’s childhood memories

“I um…I used to drool as a kid.”

He used to sleep in a big pile of pillows and blankets with the rest of his brothers, but he would always wind up being cuddled with Donnie, as he moved the least in his sleep (mikey kicked, HARD.)

He doesn’t tell you about the PHOTO master splinter has of it

This is early on in the friendship turned relationship, and when you get comfortable talking to Master Splinter for long periods of time (it was scary in the beginning, because, well, he was a giant rat who could read literally anyone,) he does his favorite thing: whip out the photo album

While Leo is in the dojo meditating, the others joke around and tell Splinter to show the Leo photos

And he does

And oh, he doesn’t hold back.

Raphael

Raphael had a teddy bear when he was younger

He was emotionally attached to that thing, seriously

Not really an awkward memory, but embarrassing for him

Splinter remembers Teddy all too well, seriously.

He has a photo of Raph and Teddy somewhere, though Raph never told you about it at all

“Teddy!” - 6 year old Raph

Oh, Teddy. 

Attachment issues incoming

Wouldn’t let splinter wash it because he didn’t want Teddy to get hurt

He had to steal it from him while he was sleeping just to wash him

Raph literally could tell the difference right away and got sad

It reflects on him now, Raphael (as much as he may deny it) doesn’t like being lonely. He likes to have someone there (either to bother, talk to, smack, all of the above.) He NEEDS his brothers. 

After getting to know Splinter more, he gives more details of the turtles’ upbringing, and (segue) whips out the photo book to show you all the turtles as tots

Donatello

Donnie has one photo of Raph dunking him in the tub while the others laughed

Its truly menacing, but Donnie kind of just

Represses it

It’s a really embarrassing moment, and luckily splinter caught it right in 4K

Once you begin dating donnie, you go up to splinter one day while he’s cleaning the bookshelf as you watch him pull out the photo album 

He gives you this smile as if he knows you’re wanting to see the baby donnie photos

Don’t tell donnie by the way

Raph and Donnie used to be on and off besties, they would fight one day then be hanging out the next. If Leo was trying to get Mikey to stop crying, Raph and Donnie were being devious together somewhere in the Lair

Raph brings up dunking Donnie often, especially if they’re at the Farmhouse. He’ll just casually bring it up like, “remembah when I used ta dunk your ass when we were kids?” 

Cue Donnie speed swimming out the lake and onto dry land

Michelangelo

Mikey cried, A LOT

He cried for basically anything and everything 

Too cold? Cried. Too hot? Cried. Just right? He’d find a reason to cry anyway

One time Raph smacked Mikey a little too hard, and he cried for a solid hour

Im talking ugly crying drool snot everywhere 

He was not letting that go

Raph apologized (many many times) 

Donnie thinks he was being a drama queen

Leo suggests that it would make a funny childhood memory, and Splinter laughed at that and snapped a photo of Mikey as he was calming down and hiccuping after getting a hug from Raphael

It’s actually a cute photo, but Mikey still gets mad about it for some reason

Thinks about his cry baby days a lot, but honestly, the crying got him what he wanted at times

Especially from Donnie

Leo was Mikey’s favorite brother and vice versa, Leo would always try and help Mikey when he was crying (which was very often)

He tried to be funny or comfort him, either way, it made their bond stronger

“And this,” Splinter points at the photo, “is a memory I find rather amusing from my son.” 

You try to contain your laughter, but the way your boyfriend looks as a child is too cute and too comical to not laugh at. “Do not hold back your emotions, laugh all you want.” The rat says at he notices you trying to contain yourself. 

It’s probably one of the funnier photos you’ve seen of your boyfriend so far. Though, he sort of told Master Splinter to never show anyone. However, you weren’t just anyone. You had legal right to see it.

You would take this witnessing to the grave, but it’s always nice to know more about your turtle’s past. Though him and his brothers had a nice childhood with what Splinter was able to do for them, they had ups and downs as well. 

If anything, Splinter did everything in his power to give them a seemingly normal childhood. They did what normal kids did:

Leo just so happened to drool a lot when sleeping. Splinter points to the photo of Leo on a mountain of blankets, and his closed eyes and unconscious self completely oblivious to the drool coming out at the time. He must've had a good dream. Leo sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night and wipes his mouth to see if he drools. He doesn't wanna drool on you if you're sharing a bed together. He doesn't drool anymore, but, he still has to make sure. If you sleep together often, he waits for you to fall asleep first.

Raph had attachment issues to a stuffed animal. It's such a cute photo of Raph hugging onto his teddy bear for dear life on the couch during the early morning. He slept with it all the time. Raphael has shown a few times where he has to cuddle you. He's touchy, all the time. He feeds off of physical touch. Don't tell anyone, but he probably couldn't go a day without kissing you or hugging you in some way.

Donnie was used as collateral by his other siblings. This photo has to be a core memory for Donnie. It's an action shot of Raph dunking him halfway in the tub water, while Leo and Mikey giggle on the opposite side of the tub. It's probably why he never likes to go in the lake while Raph's in it when you all take a trip to Casey's grandma's farmhouse in the summer. Though he knows you can't physically dunk him, Donnie thinks about if you'll just turn around and do it while you're taking a relaxing bath together.

Mikey cried a lot. Though, even human kids probably didn’t cry as much as Mikey did. You see the photo of Mikey crying while Leo tries to comfort him, and Splinter mentions that Mikey would cry for practically any and everything. Mikey doesn't cry now, but he has this puppy-dog look he gives you whenever he wants to do something with you or wants something from you.

As you had only been dating him for a few months now, you were still uncovering pieces to a fun little puzzle that was the sewer life. 

You continue looking at the photo of your boyfriend, seeing how small he was back then, compared to now. He's a...big, muscular turtle. How his tiny shell doesn't compare to the one he has now. But, his facial features are all the same.

“How’d you do it?” You turn to Splinter, “I mean, raise them?” 

Master Splinter smiles, and leads you to the family portrait of all of them together. Though not kids anymore, this was taken recently. Before Leo left for South America a few years back. It was a sort of farewell photo, as per Leo’s request. He was always a family-oriented turtle.

And now, here comes the origin story of said photo. 

---

“Tha flash is too damn bright, Genius!” Raph scolds his younger brother- Donnie- after he complained for the 5th time that Raph’s eyes were closed. 

“I can’t make it any more dim, hothead!” 

“Ladies, ladies, you’re both pretty! My face hurts,” Mikey whines, “are we done?”

“Not until Raph beats the try not to blink for 5 seconds challenge.” Donnie snaps.

“Not until Don here stops tryin’ ta give his family a seiz’a from tha damn flash!” 

“Raphael, language.” Splinter interrupts, scolding the second oldest turtle in red. 

“Guys, I want a good photo before I leave. Can we all be civilized for 5 seconds?” Leo huffs. He leaves his spot from the frame and finds a way to shut off the flash. It wasn’t needed, anyway. 

“Now was that so hard, Einstein?” Raphael turns to Donnie once again, only to get a subtle middle finger as a response that Splinter couldn’t see and scold Don for. 

And finally, after all that bickering, they got the photo done. It comes out really good, and Mikey boasts about how he was always the most handsome turtle out of all of them.

“Dude, I’m gonna miss you,” Mikey says, this is the last day they’ll be together before Leo leaves, and it gets a little emotional. Mikey’s back to his old ways, almost crying as he runs to give his older brother a tight hug. 

Donnie’s gonna miss Leo, too. But instead of crying, he just has a sad look on his face. He was never one to cry, really. 

Raph, on the other hand, is stoic. He doesn’t show his emotions. But, he’s gonna miss his older brother. A lot. Probably more than the others. What is he gonna do without him? Could he even function without him?

“I’m gonna miss you too little brother,” Leo hugs a crying Mikey, “I’m gonna miss all of you. Truly.”

---

The family photo holds more meaning than the others, and Splinter cherishes it so much. 

“I did what I could,” Splinter says, “And…though I know not to be arrogant or smug, I believe I did a great job with them.” 

They are strong, loyal, and amazing turtles that protect the city. If anything, Splinter just made the best heroes in the world. If only the world knew about his accomplishment. 

You smile at your boyfriend’s sensei, “I agree with you. I mean, who else could protect New York City as good as your sons?” 

You weren’t wrong, either. You remembered the first time you met the turtles, and your soon-to-be boyfriend. You knew the police took their sweet ass time with responding to crimes, so you sort of had to deal with whatever hardship on your own. But a gang? No. 

So, yes, you were forever in debt with the turtles, but you couldn’t complain. They were four distinct personalities, and were so interesting that you just had to know more. 

And honestly, this “embarrassing photo” did just that. As you and Splinter continued to go through the photo album, he gave background on each photo you saw. It was your first time ever going through the book, as Splinter never really had this much time with you one on one to do this, but you enjoyed it. It appeared that Splinter did, too. The wrinkly smile that was plastered on his fuzzy face truly showed his content. He loved to reminisce and remember about the old times, and how quick time passes. Time is a thief, and he was lucky enough to have captured those moments. 

Especially the one photo of your boyfriend. 

The photo that you wanted a copy of, so you could keep it in your own personal album at home, where it would be safe, and you could pull it out whenever you needed a good cheering up or giggle.

Splinter did an amazing job with his sons, and though he probably skipped on the relationship advice thinking it wasn’t possible, your boyfriend was doing great with you. 

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[maybe-a-dinosaur]

matsukawa uses cheap basic black pens. the ones that you always have to test before using and sometimes leave little gaps when writing but they’re smooth and easy so that’s all that really matters makki says “they match ur personality” mtsk drawls “thaaanks”. he keeps them in his front pockets and they break all the time and leak out so almost all of his pants have ink stains on the front somewhere but at this point he’s accepted it as part of his aesthetic. bc of this he doesn’t Always have a pen he can use so his backup is basic wooden pencils he finds on the ground or left on a desk somewhere almost always sharpened down super small with no eraser left so his paper are always covered with scribbles and scratched out kanji mistakes are never erased.

hanamaki primarily uses basic mechanical pencils. he likes the sharper point so he can fit more scribbles in the margins and he buys the cheapest ones he can find and claims they’re “more cost efficient” bc you can just refill the led but he always loses them before they need more. he just throws them in his bag or leaves them in books when he shuts them or tucks them behind his ear or slides them into the spiral of his notebooks wherever he puts them they’re not secure. he also has a habit of pushing the led out a little too far and breaking off chunks with his finger or on his paper whenever he starts writing then he flicks said broken pieces off his desk at unsuspecting victims (and issei). he steals cute little puzzle erasers from his sister but always loses pieces so they never go back together all the way and he doesn’t really use them to erase bc they always smudge the paper really bad he just thinks they’re fun and teachers frown upon them so it’s a win-win

iwaizumi uses exclusively basic wooden pencils. they come in big packs they have good erasers they last for a long time and they’re strong enough to withstand how hard he presses into the paper. also they’re easy enough to break for dramatic effect (he’d never admit this one). hajime NEVER experiences pencil sharpener anxiety he gets up he sharpens he sits back down. no hesitation whatsoever. plus if he’s mad he just goes up and sharpenssharpensssharpsens until his pencil is a nub but whatever he feels better now. oikawa calls him “boring” and “lame” he breaks pencils shreds them up and leaves the shards in oikawa’s bag. tooru bitches about it later he truly has “No Idea where these Splinters are coming from they’re ruining my nails!!!” iwa (smug) doesn’t plan to tell him any time soon.

oikawa uses Nice pens to take notes and fancy mechanical pencils to do work that might need erasing. he doesn’t bother with fun colors or anything just basic black but they’re expensive and write really nicely and he has highlighters for organization. he keeps them all in a little pouch with a keychain iwa gave him when they were kids attached to the zipper very cute very sweet hajime (pretends) not to notice. his work is always neat and deliberate but not obsessively so like it’s obvious he cares about school but isn’t passionate about it. there are often little scribbles off to the side that he shows to people bc he is above passing notes and talking in class but sometimes a man’s just gotta share his thoughts!!! but yeah fancy writing stuff his sister sends them in from the big city he gets them as gifts etc etc

#obsessed with pen stain issei he’s like ‘i’m running out of pants’ hiro’s like ‘idk it makes u look cool’ issei ‘i’ll go stain the rest’ #iwa tooru hiro handwriting: good/decent issei handwriting: god awful like doctor scribble chicken scratch #iwa presses down so hard he pokes holes in his paper his pencils leave debris whenever he writes oikawa side eyes him with concern #hiro kept a panda puzzle eraser for a whole week w/o losing it but then threw it as hard as he could at a window on a dare and it Cracked #he ran away as fast as he could he never got caught issei nearly busts a lung laughing every time he tells the story #seijoh 4 #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #matsuhana #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #iwaoi #haikyuu

[creativealmonds]

One of the headcanons I’ve always passively had is that the boys and Splinter know how to sew. The boys are turtles, they need warmth in the winter and an old subway station/sewer isn’t conducting a lot of heat

Splinter would take clothes from donation bins, the trash, steal from thrift stores and just any place he could find them.

He’d alter somethings for his tail and for the boys since regular clothes that fit around their shells would swallow them.

As the boys got older he would teach them. Rise Mikey uses it for self expression. He makes clothes to fit him and when they get ripped he just fixes it with colorful fabric. Rise Raph uses it to fix tears in tears he doesn’t want, like a pair of pants that accidentally became a half pair of shorts. Donnie and Leo do the same but also alter their clothes to their sensory and style preferences.

2003 Raph, 12 Raph and Bay Raph are all knitters in my mind, and they, along with 2003 Leo and Bay Donnie, do most of the mending and altering. Bay Leo has a passing ability, not the best and not worst. Bay Mikey does fine but it’s not his strong suit.

2012 Leo and Raph both have a lot of similar skills in this regard. Leo embroiders as a hobby (he’d have a weaving loom if he could) and makes a fair amount of the clothes they don’t get from April or Casey for the trash. Raph knits to destress and keeps up their leather gear. Mikey’s taken an interest to jazz up his clothes recently. Donnie uses medical stitches unconsciously but he can fix up his clothes in a pinch. 12 Leo gets a little loom thing, a wooden circle with a set of hooks, and uses it to weave sewn patches into their clothes. R! Raph, 3! Leo & Donnie, 12 Raph & Leo will embroider tears in their clothes. Little stars, flowers, leaves, suns, simple shapes. The leaders try and match tread colors when they can, Don doesn’t care as long as it gets fixed and 12 Raph will use what’s available.

The Ms love visible repairs. 3! Mikey keeps it less present, one or two patches. R! Mikey will eventually have a coat like Bilbo’s at the beginning of the Hobbit because his and his brothers’ claws. Just, neon. Bay Mikey has a bunch of random bits and bobs on him but 12 Mikey likes colorful clothes

#Tmnt #rottmnt #2003 tmnt #bayverse tmnt #2012 tmnt #2018 tmnt #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt splinter #sewing

[idiot-mushroom]

Is the hidden city a thing in your au? Is that where they live?

Was the Hamato clan more cult than clan? Is the Foot? Is Karai in this au? What is the history between the Foot and the Hamato? More specifically with splinter and shredder?

Do the boys choose to go on missions, or was it more expected of them? Like did splinter train them with a purpose in mind? Or was it more, 'we're here and we can help so might as well'?

What are each of their go to coping mechanisms for dealing with a bad day or when splinter is being antagonistic but they can't get away from it?

Hidden City Tid-bit Info: The hidden city is in this au!! Draxum lives there but for simply that fact and Splinter just not liking it bc yokai don’t rlly like mutants (some yokai there are conservative and gatekeep their lifestyle away from mutants bc they think mutants are trashy wannabes) so he lives in the sewers for a lil bit until he finds an affordable apartment where there’s a nice yokai as the landlord.

Hamato + Foot Clan Stuff:

The hamato clan was very cult-like since they are very traditional and derive from ruthless, merciless warriors of old.

The Foot Clan weren’t as such since they were just a clan that would hold a festival of sweets for ‘Shredder’ a demon of chaos and mystic energy that would not harm them if they gave him a legit boatload of candies, cakes, pastries (anything sweet tasting) ect. and wouldn’t eat their souls if they did.

Since Shredder loves eating souls he would go for warriors, soldiers, samurai, ninjas and even street thugs bc they ‘had a taste that resembled that of lilikoi’ and so would usually go for the youth of the Hamato clan. So oneday the Hamato’s snapped and barged into the Foot’s festival of sweets and trapped the Shredder into a pendant which when fed the soul of a truly great Hamato warrior would he arise again.

The Foot doesn’t carry any blood fued with the Hamato’s but Karai does revive the Foot clan to bring Shredder back.

Karai is in this au, but i wanna reveal her way later on, near the kind of middle of my whole plot/storyline for this au.

Splinter was taught about Shredder but thinks the so-called demon is just an old wives-tale

How Did Missions Become A Thing?

They don’t until after they defeat shedder (WAY later in the au with what i think will be the last remaining arcs)

they kinda go out to do teenager shenanigans and run into baddies which they fight (sometimes (sometimes the bad guys just steal from atm machines and the teetlz don’t rlly care))

even so most of the time the bad guys are like actually hurting people/have harassed the teetlz and the turtles basically get pissed and start attacking.

Splinter just wanted to train them so they wouldn’t become ‘fat’ but also self defense bc he didn’t want them to go out and get harassed by humans or yokai for being mutants w/o kicking the said human or yokai in the ass.

Coping Mechanisms:

Leo basically treats the situation less seriously the more it bothers him, and will sass whoever is talking to him (mostly raph but smtimes splinter) which can get him into trouble. But afterwards he does, he just locks himself in his room and has some me-time while he tries to calm down bc if he doesn’t he will have a meltdown down which can trigger panic attacks for him.

Donnie will just take long showers or do something to drown out the noise before he has a meltdown which could trigger a panic attack for him.

Mikey will simply pretend everything is fine and will try to talk to anyone near him so he can try to distract himself from the situation.

Raph will dissociate until things are resolved, sometimes he will even harm himself subconscious (picking his nail beds until they bleed and then more) to just stop being in the moment/feeling bad emotions.

#sh ment tw #<—- but just briefly #my tmnt au #tmnt au #my au stuff #my au my rules #my au #ttmn #ttnm au #teenage turtle ninja mutants #thx for the ask!

[moontail13]

I have delayed this LONG ENOUGH

It is time

For the world(outside of the TMNT g/t Server)to know.

About the Scrap Metal AU

SO

essentially this Au is just: Borrower Donnie

I’m writing a short(pun intended) fic for it (Donnie is extremely ooc mostly cuz I haven’t taken the time to analyze the characters in rise and take notes on how to portray them, BUT that’s not the point)

Anyways in the meantime take some doodles and silly little details abt the au:

(Not all of these doodles are mine btw, it’s a combination of doodles from me and an online friend on a whiteboard)

Donnie’s battle shell is made of exclusively purple legos that he melted together.

He was separated from his bros when Draxum’s lab exploded and Splinter thought he’d lost his fourth son (nOPE, he is still alive)

He wasn’t a borrower at first, the first few years of his life he grew up on the streets of the hidden city, stealing food and whatnot from street vendors to stay alive.

He found a mystic crystal one day and upon touching it BOOM tiny

Eventually after getting lost in the sewers in the human world, he finds the lair (and the other turtles/Splinter), and decides to stay there.

About 8 or so years pass by before they find out about him

He ends up ABSOLUTELY DESTROYING ALL OF LEO’S HIGH SCORES in the arcade one night and that’s how the name Don comes about (before that he just went by Purple)

April is the one who has the idea to call him Donatello (like the artist… LIKE HIS BROTHERS)

Anyways a little while after seeing how angry Leo is about this mysterious Don character beating all his Highscores, Donnie starts to get more cocky and eventually straight up gets caught.

Leo is the one who catches him

He doesn’t know what to do with the lil guy so he just kinda puts him in a jar

“Hey Bros look what I found”

“WTF LEO YOU DONT JUST PUT PEOPLE IN JARS”

He’s a borrower so SHIT BE LOUD so he made little noise canceling headphones to make shit quieter

His scarf is something he first found in the hidden city, it’s how he got the name Purple (the scarf was purple, and whenever he stole food from street vendors they would always curse him out and yell stuff at him using the name Purple)

#g/t #rottmnt gt #Rottmnt #rottmnt g/t #rise donnie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #borrower!donnie #borrower au #tiny donnie #tiny!donnie #Scrap Metal AU #borrower Donnie #rise raph #rise mikey #rise leo #giant/tiny #gt #rise donatello

[raphieeee]

It starts when Splinter calls Karai his daughter. The word rings out in his ears for the rest of the day and starts again the second he wakes up the next morning. “My daughter”. He doesn’t get why it bothers him so much at first, thinking it’s just jealously over having another sibling to fight attention for. It hits him when Casey and April are talking about a classmate and Casey refers to him as she and April corrects him to say he. He sits in silence for so long, just thinking about what that implies, that Leo notices and asks him what’s wrong. Raph, being as good of an actor as he is, just shouts some about wanting to be alone and running to the Dojo. He steals the computer and researches everything about genders and pronouns, eventually passing out with his head on the keyboard. It’s several weeks later, after contemplating for hours everyday and searching every site he could find, that he accepts what he’s been so confused about. As the family sets up for dinner, April and Casey included, Raphael stands awkwardly and coughs. Leo and Splinter look up first and are immediately at attention, worried at the almost scared look Raph holds. The others look up too and all of them are waiting for him to speak as he wrings his hands out in a nervous manner. Splinter stands and kneels in front of his child, the others coming to sit by the couch to see what’s wrong, “My son, what is the matter?” Raph flinches subtly, taking a deep breath and nodding as if deciding something. Voice shaky and quiet, something none of them have ever heard, Raph speaks, “I-I… I don’t… I don’t want to be a boy. I want to be… be like April, I- I wanna be a girl?” She says it like a question, asking for permission from her family. Shock passes all their faces as they process her words, Donnie, April and Casey understanding quickly, then Leo and Splinter and finally Mikey, who thought he meant she wanted to be human. Donnie and Casey give her almost proud smiles and nods, as if they’ve seen a big achievement happen in front of them. April looks like she might squeal, clearly excited. Mikey, who couldn’t care less what peoples genders are, tries to sneakily steal a slice off Leo’s plate. It’s Leo who walks up next to Splinter and puts a hand on her shoulder with a warm smile and says, “I kind of always wanted a sister.” Raph can’t stop from crying, especially as Sinter laughs a cheery sound and brings her into a hug, hand resting on her head as he squeezes. “Let me correct myself then, my daughter. There isn’t a thing wrong with you at all.” The insuring group hug has her sobbing with joy, something she would later deny ever happening. It’s take them a while, which she fully expected and understands, but eventually everyone gets used to calling her she. With discussions between her and her dad, she decides to keep Raph as her name but change her full name to Raphaela, not wanting a big change but wanting to distance herself from the more masculine original. It’s Leo’s idea to get her a longer mask and tie the end in a bow or cut multiple strands to braid it. Donnie confesses latter that he saw her searches on the laptop and deleted them so no one would see until she was ready, so he had already prepared some hormone injections if she wishes to trail them. Mikey is ready to beg and plead but doesn’t need to when he asks if he can paint her nails and use his old bracelet making kit to make (cool) jewellery for her. April and Casey buy her a giant dress that they cut to size so it will fit over her shell, which causes her brothers to demand they get clothes too. Splinter tries his best with his age and traditional lifestyle, which Raph knows and appreciates, loving it eveytime her father calls her daughter (she knows he calls her daughter more than he calls the others son just to reassure her). Raphaela was terrified to come out to her family, but as she sit on the couch sharpening her Sai’s with bright red nails and black eyeliner being done by her brother and Casey, she thinks the fear was worth it in the end.

#tmnt raphael #rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #2012 raphael #rottmnt raphael #trans raph

[turtle-babe83]

{F!Reader, on the Naughty List}

Warning: Language, NSFW content 18+ only, mentions of alcohol consumption

Just imagine…..

You and the fearless leader of mutant ninja turtles have been in a relationship for several months now. Things are wonderful. He’s a perfect gentleman and an attentive boyfriend. You have never been treated better. You would be thrilled, however, if he would pick up the pace on taking the next step.

It’s not that he doesn’t give you affection. Your make out sessions have gotten downright dirty with all the groping hands and grinding hips. But he always holds back. You are more than ready for Leo to take you to bed and make you his in the kind of way you are desperate for.

On Christmas Eve, the turtles have their human friends and companions over to celebrate together and Casey brings eggnog. Leo has never had the rich drink and googles the ingredients out of curiosity. He takes a double take at the rum listed but then he thinks perhaps it’ll loosen him up. He wants you, no doubt about that. But his nerves always get the best of him. He pours himself a big glass of the sweet beverage and chugs it down. Then he pours another. He stumbles back into the living room area, feeling good.

You notice him relaxing throughout the evening and when he thinks no one looking, he squeezes your hip, pinches your ass, and steals kisses. He has a big grin and he keeps looking you over lasciviously. Finally, you pull him aside during clean up after the gift exchange.

“What is going on with you?” you ask, incredulous. “You never showed PDA before.”

Instead of answering, Leo wiggles his brow ridge suggestively and grabs your hand, tugging you towards his bedroom. Once he he has you inside, he shuts and locks the door. When he turns back to you, the look in his eyes sears you.

“I want you,” he growls low and it sends tingles straight to the apex of your thighs.

You swallow hard, daring to hope. Will he actually go through with it this time? You toy with the waistband of your pants and he watches, waiting for some response from you.

“I want you too,” you finally whisper.

With that, he’s on you. Mouths fuse together in a long, tongue-tangling lip lock as hands tug away clothing and toss it around the room. Once he has you naked, he walks you back to the bed and lays you back, fingers trailing down your body to thrust deep inside, getting you wetter and preparing you for his larger-than-human cock. You moan into his mouth as he circles your clit, drawing the first orgasm from you rather quickly.

“Ready?” he groans, lining himself up to your entrance.

You gasp as the tip presses in, “Yes, Leo, please!”

He eases in gently but soon his thrusts pick up speed. Lifting your ankles up to rest on his shoulders helps to open you up further and he pushes in deeper still. You can’t stop your moans or the way you chant his name, so needy and lust-drunk. You cum again and he follows soon after, groaning with each spurt of hot seed.

“This is all mine,” he moans and possessive never sounded so sexy before.

Afterwords, you lay in his arms, content and happy. You can’t help but wonder what spurred him on to finally take you and you ask for the sake of your own curiosity.

“The eggnog did it,” he chuckles. “The rum in it really is liquid courage. I don’t know if I could’ve made the move I wanted to make if I hadn’t been tipsy.”

You frown. What rum? Did he really think he was inebriated?

“Um, Leo? There wasn’t any rum in it. Casey said he left it out because he didn’t think Master Splinter would approve. It was completely virgin,” you explain.

Leo freezes and then whimpers, “Seriously?”

“Nah babe, that was all you,” you giggle as he realizes that he was completely sober. 💙

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Food & Cooking Headcanons

The order of best cooks in the lair goes Mikey, Raph, Leo, Splinter, Donnie

Splinter is a pretty decent cook but he makes only very basic meals like pasta or chicken and rice

His fanciest dish is his green bean casserole

The first thing they ever made was a cake they saw on tv, the tots wanted to surprise their papa with a yummy treat!

Ended up with flour and sugar everywhere

But that sparked Mikey’s love of cooking

He’d watching the cooking channel whenever he could after that

Seeing his interest Splinter would try to keep an eye out for cookbooks when scavenging up top.

Leo loves to bake with his baby brother too

If Leo’s in the kitchen you can be sure something sweet will be made

He’s kind of messy and doesn’t always clean up after himself but the food tastes good

Raph’s cooking is usually meals when Splinter is busy

Simple foods but he also dares to borrow Mikey’s cookbooks to change things up

As long as he has a recipe he can manage to make it

Raph or Mikey are usually the first two up so they tend to make breakfast

If you smell pancakes or waffles it’s Mikey cooking

Eggs tend to be Raph

Donnie is not allowed to cook

Not after he set the kitchen on fire too many times

He’s trusted with the fridge, the microwave, the coffee maker and that is it

That’s fine with him though since he doesn’t have the patience to cook anyways

Hence the fires from trying to speed up the process

April isn’t too great a cook

But she enjoys decorating Leo and Mikey’s baked goods with them

She is also the fiend that will try to eat dough, batter, frosting, etc, right out of the bowl

April has been banished from the kitchen a few times for trying to eat before food is ready

Despite being a food thief April is very protect of her own food

There will be hands thrown if someone goes for her plate

The “too much hot sauce” comes from over-spicing her food so the turtles don’t go for it

The turtles can’t handle the heat like she can

Cassandra is an excellent cook

Though she is a little aggressive in the chopping, tenderizing, and such

She stress bakes

The brownie recipe from Grandma CJ’s brownies are actually a family recipe

It’s her comfort food but she won’t admit that to anyone

Unlike the turtles she can handle the heat and also loves spicy foods

Treats hot sauce like a challenge and all the turtles die inside when she straight up drinks the stuff

Won’t steal April’s food though because she respects her and plates are clear boundaries

Casey though is a scavenger

Does roasting whatever meat you can kill and feasting on expired canned goods count as cooking?

No? Then he can’t cook

He’s not a picky eater at all and has no sense of what is or isn’t a healthy diet

Mikey tries to teach him but it doesn’t go so well

He not only discovers a love for pizza but also fresh fruit

Especially strawberries

And his mom’s brownies are heaven on earth as far as he’s concerned

Boy discovers so many good foods he cries

Also has to learn to stop stockpiling and rationing cause food is more than available here

Getting steady healthy meals Casey Jr beefs up and hits a major growth spurt

Casey Jr flourishes, let this boy be happy

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