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Masterlist

I would like to preface this with a disclaimer that I do not own TMNT and I am not a writer! This is a collection of all the Raphael writings I can find, so it would be easier to binge-read for my favorite turtle. Last Updated: 17 April 2024

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Directions:

This is fairly simple and straightforward, but I'll add some directions just in case!

The master list is split into different iterations, genres, points of view, and then reader types. If the section gets too long (which I'm expecting they will) a new page will be created and linked on this post.

Each link will take you exactly where you want to go within this blog! This exempts the posts with a cut in them, those links will take you directly to the blog where the story is posted.

As for AO3 links, if the story has multiple chapters, it will take you to the "Entire Work" version so you can binge the whole fic.

Rules:

I am open to any suggestions or submissions! HOWEVER, within this Masterlist, you will not find the following:

OC x Raph

Canon x Raph

TCEST x Raph

Now that all of that stuff is out of the way; Enjoy!! :D -Pinto🌱

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Fluff

NSFW

Angst

Just Friends by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, fem! reader, NSFW too, Summary: Raph has trouble juggling his mission and his feelings for you.

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Fluff

NSFW

Angst

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Fluff

Focus by @pebblestar , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph helps you focus, whether he likes it or not.

NSFW

When The Tables are Turned by @theturtlelovers , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph really likes it when you take charge..

Angst

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Fluff

NSFW

Shower Sex by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Things get a bit steamy with Raph.

SnapCall by @oozedninjas , 2POV, f!reader, Summary: You send him nudes while he is on patrol and he isn't quite happy about it.

Angst

Acceptance by RubyRaspberry , AO3, 2POV, Hurt and Comfort, fem!reader, Summary: An injured Raph lands on your fire escape! Turns out you’re an extremely understanding person! But how much are you willing to accept?

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Fluff

NSFW

Rough and Tumble by @mytheoristavenue , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: After dating Raph for almost a year, he begins to ache for you...

Angst

A Reasonable Turtle by @thejudiciousneurotic , 2POV, gn!reader, Yandere, Summary: Raphael wasn't an unreasonable turtle—at least that's what he told himself with each hit of his fists, relentlessly beating the man who dared to try to take you from him.

Fire Breather by @tmntxthings , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Reader is fed up with Raphael's attitude.

There, I Said It by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: It's that awful feeling when you can feel them slowly start to slip away.

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Fluff

Cuddle Headcanons by @mysticovo , 2POV, fem!reader

He's Too Nervous to Ask You Out by @scaredycatqlt , 2POV, masc!reader, hc format

You Don't Scare Me by @tmntfixationxreader , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Raph misunderstands your shyness toward him as fear.

Self Conscious Sleepover by @tmntfixationxreader , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph doesn't want you to see his retainer during your sleepover together.

Make You Feel Loved by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph takes a love potion!

Wherever You Go by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raphael is head over heels in love with you and he would do absolutely anything for you, just as you would for him.

NSFW

Gentle by @fishstixloser , 2POV, gn!reader , Summary: You spend some quality time with Raph while he's brumating.

Angst

Change by @tmntxthings , 2POV, Hurt no Comfort, gn!reader, Summary: You make him happy and he's willing to do anything to make you see that he loves you. He wishes you can see that.

Big Teddy Bears Are The Best by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Raph knows he's a big guy, he can't change that. But sometimes he wishes he could.

Your Protector by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: It was supposed to be a normal night -- a normal date. But someone got to you before he could.

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Fluff

Miss Me? by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV , fem!reader , Summary: Raphael is away in Gotham and you miss him.

NSFW

The Night Before by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV , fem!reader, Summary: The events of the night before Raphael leaves for Gotham.

Angst

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Fluff

Hallway Crush by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, f!reader, Summary: Raph had a crush on the prettiest girl in school, but he's too nervous to talk to her. He took down SuperFly! He saved New York! He can do this!!

Angst

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Fluff

NSFW

How The Movie Night Went by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV , fem!reader, Summary: Things get a little steamy during movie night with Raphie.

Angst

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This absolutely is NOT all of them. I'm steadily working through the tag again, so I'll be updating this frequently (as frequently as my life will permit lol).

Again! If you have a fic in mind and you don't see it here, please submit it! I'd love to add it to this list!

#bayverse raph #rise raph #2003 raph #1987 raphael #mirage raph #mm raph #batman raph #2012 raph #fortnite raph #2007 raph #tmnt raph #tmnt x reader #lol guess what my preference is #im gonna try and be more neutral but gosh #bayverse raph is delicious

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Fragile Part 4

Remember Sophie from Howl’s Moving Castle? Well, that’s you this chapter :]

Generation: Bayverse TMNT

Tmnt x Reader Fanfic

Pronouns: Gender Neutral (except ‘dudette’ and ‘princess’)

Warnings: injury, wholesome, lots of cleaning, not proof read

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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“You IDIOTS!” A crash resounded in the room as Stockman knocked over a table full of metal tools. “How could you let go the ONE MUTANT that survived all the testing phases!” Another crash as beakers and chemicals were knocked off a table. “I never should have left you FOOLS in charge of guarding the lab. This could set us back months of progress. If we don’t find that girl, Karai will have my head!”

With an angry huff Stockman fell into his dusty office chair and spun over to his computer. He was working on updating all the computer systems there in the old Sacks building. He had joined the Foot in taking up residence there since you had compromised their position at the warehouse laboratory by the docks. They couldn’t risk a raid from the turtles and losing all his research. This location wasn’t the most inconspicuous considering its history, but since the Shredder’s initial defeat at the hands of the turtles and April, the building had been deemed unstable and labeled condemned. Since it was difficult to dismantle such a large skyscraper in the middle of the city, it had been mostly left unoccupied for the past several years. Making it the ideal base for Foot activity.

As he was sorting through old records on the computer, he came across an interesting clip in the archived surveillance videos. 

“Hmm…. interesting…. Yes, if I do that- yes…. YES! This will work nicely.” Stockman chuckled darkly to himself as he got up from his chair. Bebop and Rocksteady shared a confused look and shrugged, not understanding the sudden change in the scientist’s mood.

“Uuuuuh, hey boss, so what are we going to do about them?”

“You two aren’t going to do anything. …. yet.” Baxter’s dark chuckle echoed as he disappeared down the hallway.

It has been 2 weeks since you met the turtles. 

Initially, April had brought you a duffle bag full of comfy clothes a little bit too big for you, and some essential toiletries. You couldn’t remember the last time you had a hot shower with conditioner and soft sweatpants to put on after. Leo’s bed was warm and clean, Michelangelo cooked you delicious comfort food, and Donatello downloaded all of your favorite movies and shows you had missed. Raph one night had even knit you a cozy cardigan. The boys were all making an effort to make you feel more comfortable. But you couldn’t help but notice the reason. 

You were still scared. 

Every night you woke to terrible nightmares. And every day you felt like you were still walking on broken glass. Startling at any sudden sound or slightest touch. You noticed how Leo looked at you with pity, and Mikey wore a faltering smile. Donnie kept busy working on tracking the Foot, aside from regularly changing your bandages, and Raph- Raph just tried to keep his distance. 

You didn’t blame them. You were a stranger in their home. You were finally in a safe place, but it was like your body was still in survival mode. High strung and anxious. You wanted to do something for them. Anything, to repay them and make yourself feel useful. A distraction.

Master Splinter had on many occasions noticed your stressed and mousy demeanor. He felt the unease in their home and the distance his sons kept with their new ward. Like neither party knew how to find common ground. 

One night, he requested you join him in his meditation room for tea. You obliged.

“I sense your unease.” He stated casually.

You hesitated, then nodded. You didn’t know how to respond.

“There is nothing to be ashamed about. For so long, you lived every day, not knowing if it would be your last. You lost your autonomy, your freedom. And yet you escaped all on your own. You are very brave.”

 “….Thank you. I just wish I could feel that way. I feel so… scared. Like I’ll wake up back in that lab again and all of this would have been a dream. I… I don’t know what to do with myself.” You fussed with the teacup in your hands. 

Splinter reached across the table and offered you his hand as a comfort. You took it gently and sighed. 

“It will take time before you begin to feel like yourself again. My boys can be a little… reserved at times. It is not often we get to interact with friendly humans. Trust me when I say, they also wish for your comfort and safety. It just may take some time for them to get used to another presence in our home. In the meantime, perhaps there is something you can do that will make you feel more at home?”

You were surprised by his suggestion. They had already offered their home up to you, you wouldn’t dare ask anything more of them. But maybe…

“….a-actually… there might be something. If I could have your permission of course.” 

Splinter smiled at you.

Once your injuries had fully healed, Splinter had called upon April and Casey’s help to assist you. There was some materials you needed of course, and Mikey was let in on the big secret. You felt guilty roping in so many people just to help you feel more comfortable, but there was something you wanted to do for them, as a thank you for taking you in. April seemed ecstatic at the proposition and was eager to bring you the supplies. Casey just seemed confused that this was something you wanted to do of your own free will. And Mikey- well, he was just excited to share a hobby with you.

The cooking part, that is. Not the cleaning.

Ever since you had been brought down to the lair for safe keeping, you had noticed one glaringly obvious thing. This was a man cave in every sense of the word. The lair was terribly dirty. Dust and grime everywhere. The only clean places you noticed were the dojo, Leo’s room, and Master Splinter’s quarters. You understood that they were all living in a sewer, and they had clearly made a bit of an effort to keep it clean. But you were through avoiding sticky spots on the floor and sitting on a dirty couch. 

First things first: Donnie’s dirty coffee mug hoard. The purple turtle was currently napping in his room after an all nighter doing surveillance in coordination with the police, so now was the perfect time to clean up his station. You were extremely grateful to April for including a pair of rubber gloves in the bags of cleaning supplies she brought for you. Mikey helped you collect all the mugs and bring them to the sink, where he was in charge of washing them while you cleaned off all of Donnie’s work tables where he tinkered. You were careful not to move any projects, but wiped it clean of all its dust and stains. Then carefully sanitized all his keyboards and mouse, cleaned all of the monitors (yes all of them), and swept away the crumbs on the floor around his chair. 

Once that was complete, you moved on to the living room. Leo was currently preoccupied meditating with Master Splinter in the dojo, so no one was around to notice you swoop in and descend on the couch. Thankfully the boys no longer had a couch made of empty pizza boxes, and had upgraded to a large sectional that Casey had found them used for cheap up top. You were certain that the couch covers had never been washed since it was brought down to the sewers. You were doubly certain that the boys probably didn’t even know the cushion covers could be removed and washed. You threw the covers into the washing machine on hot water with a healthy amount of soap. Mikey then helped you move the couch so you could clean the floor underneath, and smashed the cockroach that had scrambled out from underneath. The coffee table was wiped down, the rug was taken to a railing to be hung and the dust beat out by Mikey with his nunchucks, and the floor mopped clean. 

Next was the workout room. Raph had just finished his exercise and left for the bathroom to take a shower, so you rushed in and started cleaning off every dusty and grimy sweat covered surface you could find. There was a musky scent of dirt and sweat permeating the room. All the dumbbells had a build up of grime from their sweaty hands using them for so many years. You also made sure to sanitize all of the mats and floors as well. By the time you were finished, Raph was leaving the shower and went to his room. You hid so he wouldn’t notice you as he passed by, unassuming. Then you were left with the big task.

The bathroom.

You were certain if there was a soundtrack playing in the background, dramatic horror music would be playing. You rolled up your sleeves and went in. Toilets, showers, sinks, and the massive bathtub, all scrubbed down with an unholy amount of bleach until every tiled surface shined. By the time you were finished, Mikey had come in to tell you he was ready to start on the kitchen. That was Mikey’s domain.

You were grateful that all the dishes were already clean by the time you entered the kitchen. But Mikey needed your help when it came to the cupboards and fridge.

“Mikey? ….Why do you have 3 year old expired sour cream in the fridge?”

“Huh? Isn’t it supposed to be ‘sour’? It still looks good, doesn’t it?”

“Mikey there is black mold growing in it.” 

“Oh, so…. That’s not pepper then.”

By the time you had finished clearing out the fridge and cupboards of everything expired or moldy, you had filled 3 trash bags full of garbage. Mikey helpfully took out the trash while you cleaned and organized the fridge and cupboards, and wiped down all the surfaces. By the time Mikey returned, you were rifling through the brown paper bag April got you full of ingredients and spices you had requested. 

“What’s cookin’ good lookin’?” Mikey cheerfully greeted you as he rejoined you in the now clean kitchen. 

“Well… if I remember the recipe correctly, I want to make the dish my mom always made for me…”

Mikey looked at you surprised for a moment, then excitement overtook him. “Cool! Can I help?” 

You perked up at the suggestion. “Will you? I’d,… I’d love that, thank you!” Your expression melted into a warm smile, and Mikey felt his heart skip a beat. 

You looked so pretty when you smiled, he thought to himself. 

He wanted to see you smile more, just like that.

You both washed your hands and got to work. On the freshly clean kitchen counter, you had Mikey kneed cold butter into flour to make a dough, while you cut vegetables and cooked chicken on the stove. By the time Mikey was ready with the dough, there were 6 pie tins lined up to add the crust. The oven dinged and the base crust went in to brown while you stirred a large pot on the stove. Then you took out the pies and added the filling, and covered the tops with more dough. You were surprised at how large their oven was, but they were 4 giant mutant turtles and a rat. You had no doubt that each of the boys would eat a whole pie themself. The extra 2 were for Splinter, you, April, and Casey, who would be joining everyone later.

Once the oven door closed, Mikey turned up the radio that had been quietly humming tunes in the background as a fun song you hadn’t heard before played through the speakers. (‘Bad idea right?’ by Olivia Rodrigo started playing.) Mikey’s head started bobbing and he grabbed the wooden spoon you had been stirring with and began mouthing the words into it like a microphone. You giggled at his antics as he pointed a green finger at you and beckoned you out into the open of the room. You felt drawn to join him as the pop song got your head bobbing to the beat. You felt a feeling well up in your chest as the chorus started building up. Excitement bubbling until the chorus peaked and your head bobbing turned into jumping around. Before you knew it, you were dancing around the living room with Mikey holding your hands and spinning you around. You lost yourself in the freeing feeling of the stress and anxiety getting washed away by the music. All the cleaning you had done was so stress relieving you were starting to feel like yourself again.

Little did you know, the music had drawn the attention of the other brothers. Leo and Master Splinter came out from their meditation to watch in the doorway, Leo smiled and crossed his arms as he looked at you. Raph came out freshly dressed and looked surprised but shared a look with Leo that made them smirk at you and their little brother’s antics. Then Donnie trudged out and leaned against his door frame and fixed his glasses to make sure he was in fact seeing you correctly. 

You were smiling, laughing, and dancing.

“It seems as though we are seeing Miss (y/n) for the first time today.” Mused Splinter, the old rat brushing his beard.

Just then April and Casey walked in, carrying boxes they had brought down from up top.

“Hey guys, what’s going on?” April asked putting down her box.

You were happily giggling as Mikey spun you around at the end of the song. April grinned, happily surprised at the scene. Casey walked in behind her and started looking around the lair like he was seeing it for the first time, setting his box down next to April’s. This prompted Leo, Raph, and Donnie to also take a better look around their home. They slowly all walked out into the living space, looking in all directions. 

“.... Where did all my coffee cups go…?”

“Hm? Oh! They’re washed and in the cupboard!” You answered cheerily.

“.... Does…. Does the gym smell like oranges?” Raph said, baffled.

“.... Where did all the dust go? ….Does the couch look clean to you?” Leo nudged Donnie to bring his attention to the freshly washed couch covers.

There was a beat of heavy silence as the boys took in the new state of their home, then the timer above the oven dinged and you ran over to put on your oven mitts.

“The food’s ready!” You called out cheerfully.

In the next few minutes, everyone was sitting around the small kitchen table. Each turtle with a full pie in front of them, and large slices cut for Splinter, April, and Casey, and a smaller cut for yourself.

“Damn, what’s this? Smells great!” Casey exclaimed. 

“My mom showed me how to make this, it’s chicken pot pie. I hope you like it!” You said a bit shyly now that you had calmed down a bit. 

You watched as all the boys and April picked up a spoon and dug in, taking their first bite. There was a chorus of groans of approval as the boys hummed approvingly around their bite.

“Oh my god my mouth is singing!” Mikey exclaimed, trying to shovel the pie into his mouth. 

“How did you manage to get this level of flakiness into the crust? Was there any special preparation when kneading the dough?” Donnie questioned. Then Mikey mumbled out around a full mouth, ‘cold butter, dude’ which Donnie had to ask him to repeat when his mouth wasn’t full.

“Wow… I’ve never had anything like this before. Did you make this?” Leo asked. Raph was grunting in approval with each new bite he took, absorbed in his food from across the table.

You blushed and nodded. It didn’t take long for everyone to clean their plates. Casey, Mikey, and Raph all fought for seconds. Master Splinter and April were sharing very pleased looks on their faces, like they were conspiring all along. Once everyone was finished, you stood up and started to collect plates from the table.

“Oooooh no, you did enough cleaning today, let someone else take a turn, shortie.” Raph stood up to stop you.

“I don’t mind, really!” You urged, but you weren’t paying attention to where you were walking and bumped into Mikey who was taking his own plate to the sink. 

The plate dropped from his hand in surprise, and faster than anyone could react, your freehand shot out and grabbed the plate. There was a cracking sound and everyone froze to look at you. There you were, balancing 5 large heavy ceramic plates stacked in one hand, while your other hand was holding onto Mikey’s plate that had cracked and fractured in your grip. You were stunned.

“Woah… what just happened?” Mikey broke the silence.

Part 5

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[misteria247]

Rise Mikey waking up early one morning and going to walk up 12 Leo and 12 Mikey, dragging the two sleepy turtles into the kitchen where he's set up baking supplies. It takes a moment before 12 Mikey catches on to what Rise Mikey's plans are, his freckled face breaking out into an excited grin. 12 Leo takes a bit longer due to being so sleepy but once he's got a hot mug of his favorite tea in his starry mug that Rise Mikey had made him, he catches on, a small smile on his own face as he takes a sip of his tea.

When the delicious aroma of sugar cookies, gingerbread, and other holiday goodies start to fill the lair, the residents slowly begin to arouse from their sleepiness. The first ones to come out is Bayverse Mikey, 03 Mikey and 07 Mikey. The three orange turtles being drawn to the mouth watering scents. Soon after they're followed by Rise Leo, whose dragging Rise Raph and Rise Donnie out of their shared room, bouncing up and down in giddy glee. Afterwards Rise Splinter, Rise April, Rise Cassandra and Rise Casey Jr follow behind them sleepily, but eager to see where the smell is coming from.

03 April along with 03 Casey, 07 April, 07 Casey, 87 April and 87 Casey come out of their rooms next, more awake and aware than the others. Bayverse April and Bayverse Casey meanwhile are much like the others, doing a sleepy shuffling into the living room. Next 03 Donnie, Bayverse Donnie, 07 Donnie and 87 Donnie stumble out of the lab, tired but starving for the delicious treats that woke them up. Bayverse Leo, Bayverse Raph, 03 Leo, 07 Leo, 03 Raph, and 07 Raph come out of the dojo, followed closely by 07 Splinter, 03 Splinter and Bayverse Splinter, them having done some training. Stumbling out of another bedroom 12 Raph, 12 Donnie, 12 Casey and 12 April are somewhat dragged out by 87 Leo, 87 Raph and 87 Mikey, the latter trio of turtles more awake and excited for what lies in the kitchen while 12 Donnie's biggest concern is getting to the nearest coffee pot. 87 Splinter watches them in mild amusement, his gaze holding a knowing look at what's going on. The last one to join the gathered crowd of alternate turtles ranging from sleepy to fully awake is Ronin Mikey who hangs back from the group.

They all gather into the living room and are quickly greeted by a beaming Rise Mikey and buzzing 12 Mikey who are covered in baking ingredients such as sugar and flour, each of them carrying small trays full of hot chocolate and Christmas cookies that had already been made. Once it's processed what the two orange turtles are holding a wave of chipper excitement is heard and things are quickly passed around, with the help of Bayverse Mikey, 03 Mikey and 07 Mikey who had beaten everyone else to the kitchen and had offered to help pass things out. The last one who comes into the living room is 12 Leo who takes in the festive atmosphere that's begun to build amongst the other turtles, brushing his apron off to get rid of the flour on his hands while he takes a break from helping Rise Mikey and 12 Mikey bake Christmas treats. It's while 12 Leo's looking around that his eyes land on Ronin Mikey who's quietly watching the others with an unreadable look. Going back into the kitchen for a moment 12 Leo comes back out, a mug of hot chocolate topped with whipped cream and a small napkin full of gingerbread cookies in his grasp, and quietly makes his way towards the black clad turtle.

Ronin Mikey doesn't even notice 12 Leo's presence until he hears a small raspy:

"Here, you should have some too."

The older turtle starts a bit flickering his eyes towards 12 Leo, who's holding out the mug and napkin with a small smile. Ronin Mikey stares at it for a moment taking in the whipped cream on the mug, noting that it also has a bit of chocolate drizzle and peppermint bits in it. Just the way he likes it. Ronin Mikey's just reeling from the small detail, realizing that this alternate version of his big brother must have figured out his identity, before hesitantly taking the mug and napkin from 12 Leo. The two stand quietly next to one another for a beat, content to just watch the others interact with each other. The sounds of laughter and good cheer fill the morning air in the lair. Ronin Mikey again looks at 12 Leo, before finally asking:

"You the only one who knows?"

12 Leo's gaze tears itself from the others, landing on the older turtle, his eyes holding a wise, knowing look that only someone who's an older sibling could have before responding:

"03 Donnie and my brothers. That's all."

Ronin Mikey just nods, not too surprised by this information. After all they too have the same look as he himself has. They go quiet once more, a somewhat peaceful aura blanketing them. However it's shattered by the sound of 12 Mikey's voice calling out to his older brother, a bright smile on his face as he grabs 12 Leo's hand telling him that he and Rise Mikey are ready to resume their baking session. 12 Mikey notices Ronin Mikey and gives him a small smile and a chipper hello before dragging 12 Leo away chatting merrily all the while. The older turtle watches them leave, catching a glimpse of 12 Raph and 12 Donnie joining the duo, following them to meet up with Rise Mikey to head towards the kitchen. He sees their smiles and cheerful demeanor, thinking of his own brothers from back in his youth. He thinks of Ronin Raph's smirk and playful shoves, of Ronin Donnie's jests and teasing and of Ronin Leo's soft smile and quiet laughter.

Ronin Mikey let's out a small sigh, feeling familiar presences next to him. He doesn't have to look to know who's next to him now, feeling that familiar warmth and safety that always accompanies them. He hears their soft voices, commenting on the group of four before feeling the gentle phantom embrace of three pairs of arms wrapping around him. And then three familiar voices speaking into his ear:

"Merry Christmas little brother."

Ronin Mikey fights the lump in his throat, his eyes burning before a small bittersweet smile comes onto his face as he responds to them:

"Merry Christmas bros."

Before taking a sip of his hot chocolate that 12 Leo had made for him, feeling warm despite the ache in his chest and quietly watching the group once more, his spirits risen somewhat and the spirits of his beloved older brothers by his side for the season.

Perhaps for today he could forget about vengeance and pain and grief.

Perhaps for today he could be like his old self for a brief moment, could indulge himself in the festivities and holiday cheer. To pretend that he was okay.

He knew that eventually he'd have to go back to reality but for now this moment was his.

And for Ronin Mikey that alone was enough.

#oli talks #ooc #muns ramblings #mindless ramblings of a madman #my writing #kinda #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt/rottmnt crossover #turtles forever #turtles forever crossover #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2012 #bayverse tmnt #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2018 #tmnt idw #idw tmnt #tmnt the last ronin #tmnt the last ronin spoilers #rottmnt movie #a little bit of some Christmas cheer for y'all cuz y'all deserve it especially for putting up with my bullshit lol

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🍬 No Strings Attached 🍬 pt. 1?

For @turtle-babe83 s Trick or Kink event. I wanted to do something... special...😈 Hopefully this will give y'all some delicious thoughts of my bayverse AU Dark Turtles (I also tried to keep them short b/c i dont remember the limit for words/pics in posts) I might write a part 2 to give this story an ending, if I find time 🤭

18+ only... reader is female ( female parts mentioned )

October isnt just a month of Halloween or all things spooky... its also the mating season for turtles... of ANY kind ...😈🐢💙❤💜🧡

A/N: this can be taken as whether you already do/dont know about the mating season, but Don researched and told his brothers about it after going a year through it already. They also aren't wearing their gear/nothing heavy and hard to maneuver. Their lair is below the abandoned warehouse by the docks ( New York Bay ), built by Don.

One random day in October, you decided to make some eats for the clone boys. Not only because it was nice and you were friends with them for a few years, but because you wanted to spend some alone time with your crush ( Lee/Raph/Don/Mike). You two have a 'no strings attached' agreement going on, and that was fine with him. You were fine with it, too, since you didn't have sights on anyone but it was hard to not feel guilty for using him like that... You've had sex a time or two, and while it was nice you wanted something more

Mike x Reader

"Mike?"

It was strange to not be greeted by the giant yellow turtle. He would usually say 'hey' with glee and pick you up, twirling around with you in his arms like a ragdoll. Not today, though. Where was everyone?

You silently wandered the dark turtle hideout, listening and looking for any sign of the clones. You thought you heard something above you. You went up the steel stairs that led to the top floor of the abandoned warehouse. What you saw made your heart skip a beat (and almost dropping the food).

Mike was sprawled out on the ground, making noises like he was in pain. His eyes were closed. And his hand pumped his schlongness. The size make your eyes bug out. Heat flushed your cheeks and all the way to your ears. Seeing him do this sent lightning straight to your core. Yeah, it was true you had a crush on him and you both weren't officially dating yet, but it felt awkward and weird; heavy touching and kissing was all that was between you and him.

Suddenly his eyes opened, his usual bright blue eyes was an amber color, dimmed and glossy... and dilated. His nostrils were flared and he was breathing heavily. He sat up, ingnoring his ginormous hard on.

"Y/N! W-what are you...?"

"I'm sorry I disturbed you. I'll just-" you quickly stuttered as you sat the bag down and turned around to head back downstairs. You were then wrapped around your waist by his long tongue, pulling you toward him. "Mike, let me go!"

His three clawed hand grabbed your hip, holding you there. "No can do, babes. You're not getting away... Besides, I know you liked it." He smiled a toothy grin. "I can smell you... and you smell so delicious... I've always wondered what you taste like."

He licked his lips. You shivered and squeezed your thighs to try to ease the ache. He took your mouth with his, kissing you like usual. His growls vibrated through your body, making you moan into him.

In a flash you had your bottoms torn off, your legs spread, and Mike's long tongue slithered inside you. Your aching walls clenched around it as he slid in and out, brushing against all your sensitive spots. The tip of his tongue brushed your cervix because he was so deep. His mouth encircled your mound, groaning as your essence trickled down his tongue.

"Mmmmm~ Mmmmike~~" You wanted to tell him to stop for a minute but it felt too good. Moans and whimpers were all that you could let out. Your body wriggled and moved, wanting to buck your hips and grind into Mike's mouth. You could tell that your climax was going to be mindblowing.

"Mike!~~~"

"Yeah, scream for me, y/n. You look so cute when you scream my name. Keep going, baby."

Sure enough your body exploded, your throat letting out the loudest and high pitched cry you ever made. The orgasm was so glorious you swore you had died and went to heaven. You breathed in shaky breaths trying to calm yourself.

"God, babes, you taste so sweet... and creamy..." His voice lowered into a purr as he lavished in your scent. He couldn't deny the throbbing tightness of his cock anymore, he had to be in you now. "I hope you're ready for round 2 ... or 3, because I'm not gonna stop until all your insides are painted white."

Let's just say that you weren't going to feel like walking for a week....

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Don x Reader

"I got food." Silence. "Don? Anyone?"

Anyone not running for food was weird. But what was weirder was recieving a message from Don saying that you shouldn't come over for at least 1 week. You sat down food for the other 3 while you carried some for Don. There were times when he didn't come out of lab that someone had to drag him out to just eat. This might as well be one of those times.

You opened the steel door that led down to a basement. Softly you tread the steps, listening for any signs of life. You then heard a faint groan. Did he hurt himself?

"Don! Are you-"

You couldn't finish your sentence. Your mouth hung open at the sight of the tall purple turtles body frame leaning against a wall while his hand pumped his boner. The moans that echoed bounced back to you vibrated your body and sent tingles to your core. Heat crept up to your cheek and ears, and you could've swore that he heard your heart pounding in your chest.

"You shouldn't have come here..." he said in a husky breath. He didnt even look up at you.

"Well, I didn't want you to starve..."

"Unbelievable. Can't even take the hint..." he mumbled.

You heard bits of what he was saying. It ticked you off. You placed your hands on your hips and asked,"Are you calling me stupid? Say it to my face." You were then grabbed by his tail and pushed against the wall, making you be at eye level with him.

His eyes were a darker amber than usual. They seemed to glow which made him look predatory. You can hear his heavy breathing, and he was so close you could feel it fan toward you.

"Yeah, I'm calling you stupid because you obviously don't understand the message I sent you."

The tone of his voice let you know that he was agitated and probably sexually frustrated. You looked away from him with a pout. "I just didn't want you to starve..." you said in lowered voice.

One of Don's claws turned your head back to him. What he said, and how he said it so seductively, made your body heat up. "Food is the last thing on my mind... as you can see..." he replied as he took his member in hand and gave it a few pumps, letting out a growl like moan. You felt yourself getting wet. Don nuzzled into the side of your neck and started leaving kisses and firm nips.

"Aahhhh~ D-Don~" you breathlessly whimpered as you felt his tongue lick your skin. He knew what this did to you. Your body shivered under his touch, and you bucked your hips, hinting that you were aroused.

Don switched from rubbing your covered sex with his finger and his hard dick. He loved the sounds you made; it made him even harder. He had an idea and walked with you in his arms to his chair. He put you down for a moment, and came back with a bottle of lube.

"Strip."

You did as he said, and then he motioned for you to straddle his lap. After telling you to prepare your back door entrance, he lubed up the end of his tail and slowly entered your other tight hole. Pain washed over you but it was soon overtaken by pleasure as he lightly teased your clit. Your moans were loud but you didnt care at this point if anyone heard.

"Yes, thats my good girl, my pet. Your taking it so well" he lowly purred in your ear.

Once you were dripping wet and so ready, Don took you on quite a ride. 😏

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Raph x Reader

"Hello? Anyone here?"

Usually there would be someone around to greet you (it was usually Mike), but there was no one around. And it was quiet... until you heard some grunting. It was Raph, and it sounded like it came from the training area in the back of the warehouse. You figured that he was probably letting off some steam and wanted to give him some food.

"Hey, Red, I just wanted to drop... some... food... off"

Your heart skipped a beat and heat colored your cheeks at what your eyes beheld. This burly red turtle was sitting a makeshift bench definitely blowing off steam... but not in the way you expected. You've never seen Raph jerk off before. Seeing his monstrous sized cock sent a shockwave through your body and your insides clench.

"Y/n..." he deeply moaned, pumping his hard on up and down at a steady pace. He was dirty talking to himself about what he wanted to do to you. Hearing him say those things heightened your arousal. You sat the food aside and played with your breasts, imagining they were his hands. You closed your eyes and got lost in the moment.

"Raph~"

After letting out a moan, you had startled Raph. He tried to cover himself with a towel, even if it didn't help to cover the "tent" so to speak. "What do you think you're doing? You shouldn't even be here," he asked. He was flustered, and you thought it was cute. You came up to him and replied,"I want you. I want you to do what you said."

You stripped your clothes, tossed the towel to the side, and straddled his lap. His erection nestled between your legs and between your cheeks. He took the hint and pressed his lips to yours, almost devouring your lips. During the heated makeout, his hands held your hips, moving you back and forth on him. You felt the hardened flesh and veins rubbing against you, making you wet and coating the topside of his dick.

"Oh, god, Raph~"

You felt it rubbing over your clit. He was bringing you so close to the edge. You brought his head down to your breasts, sucking and licking your nipples in his hot mouth. You leaned your head back and mewled as heat coursed through your body.

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"Cum for me, kitten. I want you to be soaking wet for me." he growled near your ear, gently scraping his sharp teeth over your shoulder. That tipped you over the edge. A cry of pleasure echoed off the walls as your orgasm took hold of you. You leaned into his plastron and enjoyed the high... before you were on your back, widespread on the edge of the bench, and just the tip of Raph's dick probed and teased your entrance.

As he entered you, you gasped at how he stretched you and how full you already felt. Once he was as far as he could go, he pulled back and gave an upward thrust. You clenched the sides of the bench and your toes curled at the ecstasy you felt flowing through you. "Ooohhh, Raph~"

"Good kitten, take me so deep baby..."

Lee x Reader

You went further down into the lair because no one was at the main warehouse. They were probably in their rooms. You decided to leave a small container of food by their doors for them to get it whenever they felt hungry; surely they could smell the food drift in from under the door. However when you came to Lee's door, you heard some noise coming from inside his room.

"Lee?"

You pressed your ear to the door to listen. You heard deep moans... the ones you've heard probably a few times. Your heart beat against your chest, heat blooming down in your lower belly. You breathed in and out trying to calm yourself, and then knocked on the door.

"Lee, I got you some-"

The door was opened and you were quickly pulled in. Just as quickly it was opened the door was closed and locked. Lee stood between you and his door, staring down at you with predatory amber eyes.

"Do you know what you were doing?" he gruffed.

"Yeah, getting you something to eat." You were going to need, is what you were going to say but kept it to yourself.

"Those idots brothers of mine could've dragged you with them, knowing full well that you're mine."

The tightness of his black pants hugged not only those muscled thighs that were drool worthy, but the bulge there as well. You could tell he was gettting off because of his irregular breathing and dark eyes. Thr blue turtle turned you around and pressed your backside against his hard body. He then glides his hands down your sides while nuzzling and kissing the side of your neck.

"Lee~"

He whispered near your ear,"I'll forgive you this time, because..." He took a deep inhale of your scent and gave a growly groan. "I've tried jerking off, to get you out of my mind, but it wasn't enough... I want you, to be deep inside you and claim you as mine... over and over"

He teased you, touching your bare skin and setting it aflame, barely grazing over your most sensitive places. He wanted to hear you cry and whimper. After stripping you of your clothes he sat down on his bed with you in his lap. Lee let his member spring free and rest against his lower plastron. He then ran his hands down your back, one going all the way down to your inner thighs.

"Aaahh~" you gasped as his finger lightly brushed over your nether region. "Feels good, doesnt it?" He teased and then went back to work, teasing your bud and slit, trying to get you so soaking wet; he already knew you were aroused which was why he had to drag you in earlier.

"Lee~ More~" you whined as he stopped touching you, grinding your hips down into him. You heard him hiss and let out a moan that made your insides clench. His finger then slid inside you, stretching you and feeling how wet you were for him for a moment.

"I want to taste you"

You were then laying on your back, with Lee between your legs and proceeded to eat you out. It all felt so good. Everything was just a blur until you reached your climax. Patience wasn't really his thing so after a brief moment, he turned you over with your head down on the bed and your bottom up.

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"I'm going to f*** you so good and fill you up with my cum... and you're going to take every last drop"

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Just in Case There's a Phantom: Part 6 of That Familiar Feeling

Author's note: Y'all are fabulous. Thanks for sticking with me. See if you can find my Easter Egg.

Fanfiction_TMNT Bayverse/ 2003 crossover

“Sooooooooo,” Mikey drawled, glancing back and forth between Leonardo and Sean. “This is awkward.” Both were glaring at the other, arms crossed over their chests, and Mikey swore he saw Leo flex enough to make his biceps bulge. Sean, to his credit, seemed unmoved.

Splinter sighed deeply. Clearly there wasn’t going to be any conversation tonight. “I’m going to bed,” he announced.

“Yeah, me too,” Mikey agreed. “Raph’ll probably have her out all night anyway.” Two pairs of blue eyes turned on him with blazing intensity, and he shrugged. “He’ll bring her back home safely,” he assured Sean before turning to his older brother. “Be nicer next time, Leo. She’s a nice girl, and I’m not gonna let you scare her off.” He turned towards his bed then stopped to toss in, “Besides, she likes me.”

Leo rolled his eyes, turning back to Sean. The human hadn’t moved. “I’m curious,” Leo began, and Sean arched an eyebrow. “Raph said he’d watched Annabelle for a week before he grabbed her. If you really are her brother why didn’t he see you, too?”

A slow, satisfied smile slid over Sean’s face. “You really think we didn’t know we were being watched?”

Leo’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

Sean took a step forward. “I mean,” he said coolly, “I knew how to get past all of your booby traps. Belle knew something was coming. We’ve been doing this for awhile. We’ve been trained by others. We’ve been hunted, and we’ve been stalked. We know when we’re being watched, and your brother was not subtle.”

Leo’s frown deepened as he tried to connect the dots Sean was laying out for him. “The star,” he said softly. “Raph’s ninja star.” Sean nodded, and Leo thought he saw a flicker of approval in the man’s eyes.

Leo had forgotten all about that night, but now the memories can flooding back. They’d heard the laughter from the rooftops above, and the delicious smell of mozzarella, tomato sauce, and garlic lured them closer. He saw her first; hair in a high ponytail, dress swirling around her ankles, and her laughter tinkling like music. He had stared, and Raph had noticed. It didn’t help he’d just lectured Raph for an hour on staying in the shadows, accepting their life apart from the humans, blah blah blah. His hot-headed brother swung down into the alley behind the restaurant, and caused enough commotion for her to investigate.

“Raph!” Leo hissed in his brother’s direction, but the red clad turtle ignored him. He was watching the brunette peer around the corner of the building.

“Leave it, Belle,” Sean cautioned, shifting his tray of dirty dishes to the closest outside table. “Loretta left us dinner. Let’s finish up out here and close up. I’m starved.” She’d waved him off, taking a cautious step towards the darkness and away from the light. “Belle!” Another step. “Annabelle, c’mon!”

“Hello?” She’d called out. Raph smirked up at Leo before expertly tossing a ninja star out of the shadows. It landed where he’d intended – inches from her feet. Leo didn’t know what Raph was expecting, but curiosity wasn’t it. She narrowed her eyes, crouching down to pluck the star from the spot it was currently embedded. She fingered the weapon carefully, examining it slowly, before her eyes flickered up to the darkness.

…and precisely to where Raph was currently crouched on top of a dumpster.

“Leo?” She whispered. Another step forward. “Leo?” She said a bit louder this time. Raph hissed in a breath, and shot Leo a withering glare. She opened her mouth to say more, but another star flew out in her direction, this one much more aggressively. She cried out, jumping back as it stabbed the street where she’d been previously standing.

“Time to go,” Sean had told her, grabbing her arm and jerking her towards the restaurant’s back door.

“Wait,” she’d cried, thrusting an arm out towards the shadows.

“Nope.”

“Wait!” Sean wrapped an arm around her waist, scooping her up, and slamming the door behind them. Leo had performed a similar exit with his own brother, but his was less… thoughtful.

Leo rubbed his brow as the memory faded into angry accusations and name calling from his brother, and he looked up to see Sean watching him. “She knew.”

“She hoped,” he said. “She’s been trying to get back to them for a very long time.”

“I’ve been thinking about that,” Donnie said, piping in. “And if you’re up for it I would love to pick your brain about a few of my theories on time and inter-dimensional travel.” He paused. “And I definitely want to know how you got past all my defenses.”

Sean blinked, his eyes shifting from Leo to Donnie. “That was you?” Donatello nodded. Sean’s face split into a huge grin. “Those were amazing! I was really impressed by the engineering.”

Donnie grinned, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. “I mean, it’s no time machine.”

“Hey, don’t do that, man,” Sean said, walking over to him and patting him on the shell like they were old friends. “Those were some really ingenious works of art out there. The only reason I knew how to avoid them was….” Leo tuned them out as the two men went into a lengthy spiel full of technical terms and jargon no one in their family could comprehend. Donnie didn’t have many people who could understand him on an intellectual level, and it was clear he was loving every moment of this conversation.

Sean’s demeanor had shifted, as well. The blonde visibly perked up as Donatello spoke, his eyes brightened, and soon he was grinning like a kid on Christmas morning. It was obvious he understood everything Donnie was saying, and even more so, he was delighted by this unexpected meeting of the minds. Leo admittedly didn’t understand Sean’s reply, but it was hard to continue hating the man who was currently engaging in brainy geek speak with his genius brother. Leo watched as Donnie waved Sean over to his work station to continue the conversation with visual aids, the two men forgetting about the turtle in blue.

Leo cast his eyes to the exit Annabelle and Raphael had used not too long ago. It wasn’t too late; he could still follow them, and keep a watchful eye from a safe distance. But no. Leo was many things, but desperate wasn’t one of them. He was logical, and logic told him Raph would keep her safe, and bring her home to them. Logic also told him Mikey was right – he’d been acting like a jerk. To her, to Raph, to everyone. Yesterday he had no idea who this woman was, and now suddenly he was acting like a possessive boyfriend because some other turtle had passed on his own emotions and memories? To what end? What was the point of these turtles calling out to him and his brothers? Leo frowned, and tried to think about it logically.

Safety. They wanted to keep her safe. Endearing her to others would certainly do just that.

Home. They wanted her back, and she didn’t seem able to get back to them on her own. Donnie was a genius. Perhaps they were counting on his genius to be a staple in other dimensions, as well. If anyone could get her back to them it would be Donnie.

Leo thought those were excellent reasons on their own, but there was something else tickling the back of his brain. He’d felt the same earlier this evening, and it was gnawing at him. There was something else...something so close he could taste it.

Leo was many things, and proactive was one of them. The itching grew stronger as his resolution grew. He wasn’t going to wait on this other Leonardo to come to him this time. This time he was going to reach out and mind-dominate this turtle until he had all the answers he wanted.

……………….

“He really mentioned my singing?” Annabelle asked as Raph led the way deeper into the sewers. “I wouldn’t have expected that from him.”

“Here we are.” Raph stopped in front of her, and shifted out of the way so she could see their final destination. The sewer tunnel opened up in a dome-like shape with golden orbs clustered together in the middle of the ceiling. The masonry surrounding the globes was far more sophisticated than anything Annabelle had seen on their walk so far with depictions of curling vines, detailed feathers, and stone busts that looked more angelic than gargoyle.

“What… what is this place?” She asked, stepping further into the room, and turning around slowly to take in her surroundings.

“Honestly, we’re not a hundred percent sure. Donnie has some theories about bootleggers.” He paused. “Or vampires,” he said, shrugging. Annabelle shot him a glance, and realized yes, the vampire comment was serious. Then again, if there were mutant ninja turtles and time travelers in these sewers were vampires really that hard to swallow?

“Vampires, huh?” She spun again, slower this time. “Maybe the sewers have a Phantom instead?” She shot him a smirk over her shoulder.

“Freakin’ love that show,” Raph muttered, moving to the far left wall. He leaned back, crossed his arms over his broad chest, and tilted his head back a touch. “Think this will do for an impromptu concert?”

Annabelle cocked her head to the side. “You were serious?” He arched a brow, and she shrugged. “M’kay. I don’t really get it, but why not?” She pursed her lips for a moment, and then nodded as if she’d made a decision. “Just in case there is a Phantom… .” She shot him a grin, closed her eyes, and began to sing.

“Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye. Remember me, once in a while, please promise me you'll try. When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free, if you ever find a moment spare a thought for me.

“We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea, but if you can still remember stop and think of me. Think of all the things we've shared and seen. Don't think about the way things might have been.

“Think of me, think of me waking silent and resigned. Imagine me trying too hard to put you from my mind. Recall those days, look back on all those times, think of the things we'll never do. There will never be a day when I won't think of you.”

Raph had been right – this was the perfect place to sing. The acoustics were phenomenal, and any nerves Annabelle might’ve had in the beginning disappeared as she marveled in the way her voice carried.

“I think you should do it.”

“Do what?”

“Sing professionally. I know you’d make a great doctor, but it’s obvious this is what you’re passionate about.”

Leo’s words of encouragement floated to the forefront of her mind as she finished the song. How many times had she caught him silently listening to her play the piano late at night when she couldn’t sleep or singing to herself to calm her anxiety? He’d made her feel so safe, so secure, and so confident with just a nod of his head or a simple smile. It seemed inevitable she would develop feelings for him, even if she didn’t quite know how to define them. Her chest hurt and her throat ached. Why had she chosen that song? The emotional baggage it dredged up was painful to relive.

Raphael’s slow clap jolted her from her thoughts. “Holy shit.” Her eyes flashed open to see Raph staring at her. “He wasn’t kidding. You really do have a set of pipes on you.” An almost feral smile split over his face as he began to walk towards her. “Do you have any idea what this means?”

“Ummmm.” Her nerves skyrocketed as the behemoth in red strode towards her. “No?”

“It means,” he declared once he stood in front of her, “that I am finally gonna beat Donnie and Leo at karaoke night!”

…………..

Master Splinter stressed meditation. It helped calm the warrior spirit, cleared the mind, and provided clarity and reflection. In hindsight, Leo wished his father had done more mental exercises instead of physical ones. Finding the right Leonardo and combing through his memories were proving to be harder than he anticipated.

Pizza, pizza, pizza, Shredder, robot Foot ninjas… wait… no. Wrong Leo.

Rain forests, stone statues brought to life… whoa! Big monster. Wrong Leo.

Leonardo sighed in frustration. Just how many alternate versions of himself were there? He could probably ask Donnie, but he didn’t want the explanation that would definitely follow. He closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and tried a different approach.

Annabelle. Annabelle. Dark eyes, darker hair, pale skin. Feisty, sassy, thoughtful. Scared, angry, traumatized. Hopeful, gentle, caring. He focused on her image, cleared his mind of all other thoughts, and pushed.

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🎄~° Grinch-meter °~ | Part. 1 | 🎄

Alright everyone, we are a few hours away from December 24, better known as Christmas Eve.

Although these dates may be the most joyful and exciting for some, we all have a time when our Christmas spirit is waning. I call it "Grinch-meter".

Now in my opinion, these would be some times when the "Grinch-meter" of the Bayverse boys would start to fill up and how this percentage could be reduced.

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♥️ Raphael 🌡️ °•With a "Grinch-meter" of 45%•°

Although Raph tries to look like a true Grinch these days, he melts when he's in charge of the drinks, whether it's Christmas fruit punch, hot chocolate, or even eggnog. Also, even though our big red boy doesn't like to accept he loves to give away some lovingly knitted warm clothes for his family and friends. What will make your "Grinch-meter" begin to fill will be... Christmas commercial constants Those commercials that interrupt his favorite show just at the best moment, but that's not the only reason, but the fact that he always sees the perfect human family, which became an impossible dream for him since he was a child. Those commercials are just an annoying reminder of what he can never have his family.

❄️How do we reduce that percentage?❄️

☃️Friends⛄ Find a good Vin Diesel movie, if you prepare a movie marathon for him it will be the best night for the huge turtle in red. Some cookies and hot chocolate while you enjoy the movies will relax you a lot. Shall we add something else? Get all the family and friends together to head over to the old Sacks estate (which Vern bought) for a fun snowball fight. There's nothing better than having a snow fight at the place where they almost got killed by the mutagen in their blood, great plan right?

❣️Couple❣️ Being his partner this season, you will have to remind him of one thing that he tends to forget a lot. He and his family are perfect just the way they are. He holds his hand as you tell him everything you love about being around him, and tell him when you've had fun with his family. He will become a huge bear in need of hugs, so give him lots. (If you add a little eggnog to those hugs you will have given him a wonderful night)

🧡Michelangelo🌡️ °•With a "Grinch-meter" of 50% •°

Mikey is a lover of Christmas, his Christmas spirit tends to overflow so much that it is contagious to anyone around him. He was able to spend an entire week making the decorations just right, finding the most delicious recipe for Christmas pudding, even making tons of gingerbread men for his family. But what makes this boy's meter fill up? The fights. When he sees his family start an argument when they're at dinner or maybe watching a movie, he makes our sunshine's heart squeeze, making him want to step away from all that fighting for a moment. The food that he took so long to prepare was now scattered on the floor and the decorations were smashed by some things that were thrown into the air. He usually goes to his room or just sits on his drums for a while playing with his drumsticks without making a single noise. He just stares at everything, making one question go through his head a lot “Isn't the family supposed to enjoy Christmas together?” His spirit seems to be going downhill fast. He knows they're not the perfect magazine cover family, but he goes to great lengths to make sure his siblings enjoy their dates. Mikey is not made of steel, he also gets tired of being the emotional relief of the family.

❄️How do we reduce that percentage?❄️

☃️Friends⛄ As a friend you are the hand of his new emotional pillar, make him laugh with bad jokes, funny faces, even with a very bad imitation of his brothers. If the brothers were sent to the Ja'shi it will be time for jokes. Leonardo was balancing not only some eggs, but also a pair of feet courtesy of you. Raphael had to endure annoying tickling on the sole of his foot as he tried to keep his balance. Donatello was bothered by his drone that you were flying while he was trying to keep his lunch in his stomach. They would stay there until dinner was ready and Mikey would take all the time he wanted to get everything ready again.

❣️Couple❣️ Being her partner you will have to be by her side once you notice her absence or her strange silence. Give him words of encouragement and lots of cuddles as well as hugs. (A couple of kisses on the cheeks from her will also go down very well.) And don't forget to make him laugh, even if you're not the best at telling jokes, it doesn't matter, Mikey will appreciate the effort you put into making him smile. His siblings will soon also get closer when they notice how distant their orange brother is, they know how sensitive he is at this time, so they will apologize for having argued and ruined everything.

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OC!Sayuri x Bayverse!Leonardo

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Enchanted to Meet You: Part 2

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“はい、先生！“ The turtle brothers bowed, completing their training exercises for the day.

“Yeah, boy! Mario Kart timeee—“ Mikey exclaimed as he happily slipped into his room, Raph to his bench corner, and Donnie to his lab. Leo stood at the threshold of the dojo, dazed and idle. Her face suddenly flashed across his mind, illuminated by the warm light of her lamp in her living room. Ever since that encounter, he spent long hours deciphering any meaning in the features of her visage. How did her eyebrows arc when she saw him? Were her silver eyes wide and glistening out of fear? Did she tremble in his presence? He couldn’t quite remember. Surely she was surprised, but was she afraid of him? Disgusted? Or Indifferent? Did she think that he was a monster and his intentions toward her were evil?

“You seem distracted, my son.”

“F-Father?”

“You haven’t stuttered,” Splinter mused as he peered at his son. “Not for a long time…”

“You have also been distant from us and distracted from your training. What has been bothering you, Leonardo?”

Leo looked away, and before he knew it… he was sitting in his father’s quarters, telling him the story of the beautiful stranger on the balcony, and relishing a cup of tea.

“You just ran away?” Splinter raised a brow.

Leo nodded shyly.

“I-I just… froze… my mind… it just blanked and I did the first thing… well… my body told me to do.”

“It seems that you were quite… enamored by this young lady.” Splinter chuckled.

“It won’t happen again.”

“Oh but my son, it will.”

“Dad I—“

“Listen Leonardo, you not the first young man to make a fool of himself in front of a woman. At your age, it is perfectly normal to feel — to be overwhelmed even — by these kind of emotions. The way I see it, you have two options: you can simply ignore the incident all together and move on or you can confront this girl and explain yourself. But my son, you have to ask yourself: if I make this choice, will I be able to live with it?”

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Sayuri swept her dark locks from her neck, tucked her hands into her utility coat, and quickened her pace. When she first came to New York, one of the first things she missed from home was a bowl of delicious soba. After numerous, hopeless attempts, she decided to make it her mission to visit some of the restaurants she searched up, pick up some groceries, and hopefully snag a few sweet treats before heading home. After a lengthy commute, she finally entered a Japanese hypermarket. She stood at the entrance, breathing quite deeply. One hand leaned against a wall and the other, to her fluttering chest. Suddenly, her vision shook and her head spun. Sayuri took slow, even breaths and closed her eyes.

“I see it’s been quite a while since your last follow-up appointment Ms. Mizuno, how have you been feeling lately?”

Sayuri felt the cold silver piercing against her wrist, even when it was covered with by a bandage. She tugged the sleeve of her shirt to conceal it.

“I think I’m okay.”

Sayuri stared at the bandage peeking beneath her bracelet.

“I am okay,” she whispered to herself and regained her composure as she stepped into the market. The curious smells, lively sounds, and vivid sights quickly washed away all her other thoughts.

As she began exploring the vicinity, she suddenly remembered her grandfather. Mizuno Kaoru was an eccentric individual and just about the most open-minded and modern old man she knew, well, at least by Japanese standards. Every weekend since she was a little girl, they would roam around town together and he would indulge her to whatever she pointed at. Be it sweets, marbles, or goldfish in plastic bags. Yet despite his claims to a more contemporary mindset, he harbored a certain disdain for technology…

“You don’t need a phone to find a good place to eat!” He would chide her playfully as they would look for a nearby establishment. Oh if he could see her now.

“Let me tell you a secret, child. When you enter a restaurant, try to observe the look on the customer’s faces and how much they have on their plate. Are they working while eating? Are they on their phones? Food is like entertainment… when your attention is somewhere else, it means the show was not good enough. Do not be fooled by fancy signs my dear, you must not judge something by how it wears its colors.”

Following the advice of her grandfather, Sayuri peered through the glass of the shops and looked intently at the faces of the customers. After ruling out four places, all stunning restaurants in high foot traffic landmarks, she came upon a humble, homemade stall in the small corner in the market. The font and colors on its sign board have long faded and the entire place looks almost dilapidated, but clean nonetheless. It had quite an old ticket vending machine and the shop was run by an elderly cook, who was visibly at work. There were not a lot of customers, but the few he had convinced Sayuri that she had finally reached her intended destination. As she approached, a woman was standing in line ahead of her at the ticket vending machine and Sayuri waited her turn. In the cool air of the market, she once again felt the presence of the icy chain…

“Everything looks shipshape Ms. Mizuno, but I do have to advise you against any heavy-lifting and high-stress activities. How are you coping with the stresses of your nursing program?”

“Ugh!” An exasperated sigh startled Sayuri as she averted her gaze to the woman in front of her.

“Do you need any help?” Sayuri approached. The woman turned to her, relieved. She looked like as if she just walked out of a Hollywood set. She had a tall, slim stature, tan skin, long dark curls, magnetic green eyes, and a bright smile. She was wearing a fitted shirt under a leather jacket, with complementing jeans and heeled boots.

“Yes please! This machine has been giving me some trouble and I am hungry!” The woman said to her quietly.

“No worries,” Sayuri chuckled. “What did you want to order?”

“I think I’ll get the tonkatsu with noodles, the one with the star beside it. What’s up with this old thing, anyway?” She gestured to the ticket vending machine as Sayuri assisted her with customizing her ramen order.

“They’re called 食券機 , a ticket machine. They are quite commonplace in Japanese fast food stores and noodle shops. I guess this is the owner’s way of… bringing a piece of home with them.” Sayuri remarked, as she inserted her own cash into the machine.

"Oh! You didn't have to do that!"

"It's alright, the machine is quite old so it only accepts cash and… I saw that you only had a card on hand."

"At least let me pay you back." She insisted.

"That won't be necessary, consider it a gift from a stranger."

After Sayuri ordered her long awaited bowl of soba, they handed in their tickets to the vendor and sat together at a nearby table.

“いただきます！” Sayuri sighed they received their orders. The old cook acknowledged her with an approving nod as he returned to his stove.

“That looks great,” the woman remarked. “Maybe I should order that next time, you really know your food.”

“I should hope so, or else I shall hear from my grandmother,” Sayuri replied. “I never got your name, by the way.”

“It’s April. April O’Neil.”

“Nice to meet you April, I’m Sayuri Mizuno” She shook her outstretched hand.

“Listen Sayuri, I’m a reporter from the Channel 5 News Network and ever since I got back from Asia, I’ve been on the search for small, quality, Asian-owned businesses to promote. You know, Japanese, Chinese, Korean, Filipino, Thai, Vietnam, India… I like what you said about the ticket machine, you know? What makes all these business so unique is that they bring something personal from their family, their culture, their home… and I want to help them. Do you think you can lend me a hand picking out some Japanese stores for my report? You don’t have to, but I think your insight will be of great value. I’ll credit you in my article of course!”

Sayuri comprehended her offer momentarily. Naturally, she would decline but then again… what would her grandmother say? Mizuno Mitsuha was a proud woman who always prided her roots and loved sharing her culture with other people. Was she right to pass up an opportunity she knew her grandmother would have loved?

“I’d like that but I don’t want to be credited, thank you.”

“Are you sure? I won’t even need a photo, just your name.”

“I’m pretty sure.”

“Well alright then, Sayuri! Is there anyplace here you plan on going to next?”

After sending their regards to the cook, Sayuri and April spent their day at groceries, merchandise stores, dessert shops, and food stalls. Together, they interviewed many individuals such as the original founders, their grandchildren who inherited the business, and regular customers. April wanted to know their stories, how the business came into fruition, the inspiration of it, and of course the family behind its operation. April tried so many new things that Sayuri recommended for her. She also came in handy for translating and explaining to April relevant cultural significances. After a quite productive day, they helped themselves to some pastries and hot beverages at a quaint little cafe ran by a toothless, old woman. By the time they had nearly finished, dusk had began to set over New York City and her lights were shining again.

“So Sayuri…” April sighed as she sipped at her latte. “Tell me about yourself. You must have an interesting background to be so well-versed in communication and your culture. And don’t tell me you’re not! Remember, I’m a reporter… I got a pretty good read on people.”

Sayuri laughed. “Oh, so it’s me you’re interviewing now!”

“C’mon you’re a really cool person! And to be honest… I really want us to be friends right after this.” April placed her hand on hers and shook it gently.

“Please? I promise I’m not some serial killer.”

“Or are you?”

“Sayuri!”

“Alright, alright,” Sayuri chuckled. “Well… right now I’m in an accelerated nursing program and I’ve been in New York for six months now.”

“And your family?” April asked her she took a bite out of her croissant.

“We’re from Kyoto… and like to be really tied to our roots. My grandparents on my mother’s side run bath house inn, it’s been in my family for generations. They raised me and my brother for the most part of our lives. My grandmother was quite strict. She was the one made sure that I was educated with our culture and history. She also made me attend so many culture and etiquette classes up until high school…” Sayuri reminisced with a sigh. “I remember trying to skip once… so she went with me to make sure I go to all of them!”

“No wonder! And she would stay all throughout?” April laughed.

“It’s strange… because she has absolutely no patience to watch a single movie, but she can watch me make so many mistakes through an entire tea ceremony class!”

They laughed together.

“What about your parents?” April asked her.

Sayuri bit her lip and looked away quickly.

“I’m sorry,” April faltered. “I shouldn’t have ask-“

“No it’s okay!” Sayuri insisted. “Uh… my mother was a geisha and my father was a kendo teacher. My mother… well she… died when I was young and my father’s left us.”

“I’m really sorry to hear that,” April offered a kind smiled. “I know how hard it is to not have parents around. They went at a pretty bad time, huh?”

“You can say that, again.” Sayuri chuckled as she drank her tea.

“It’s getting late, let me take you home Sayuri.”

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When April accompanied Sayuri to the lobby of her apartment building, she insisted Sayuri to meet with her this weekend to return her kind favor. When Sayuri was about to refuse, April became more adamant and they ended up trading contacts and then bidding their goodbyes. On the way up to her apartment, Sayuri sighed and leaned her head against the elevator wall. The strap of her tote was digging into her shoulder and strands of her hair stuck out of her tied up low bun, kissing her tired face. It was a slow ascent, so she whipped out her phone and went through some notifications.

1 new voicemail from: お兄ちゃん 😈

“Hey sis! Did you go to your appointment today? Listen… you gotta answer the phone when it’s me okay? I know you want your independence but the only reason grandma let us come here is because she thinks I’m with you all the time. Please call me back and let me know what the doctor said. And don’t stress out too much! And eat well! God I sound like grandma now… Anyways! Call me ba-“

Sayuri chuckled, Mizuno Hiro did have to much to say sometimes. She was grateful of course, to have a brother like him, even if he was a little overbearing. She could already imagine him… looking at his phone constantly for her reply and running a hand through his locks. Her brother, true to his namesake, was her guardian and her hero. It also meant that he was worrywart. She wondered if he had already cut his hair, like she recommended he do. She quickly abandoned the thought, realizing that if there was anything she and her brother had in common: it was their stubbornness.

Sayuri entered her apartment with her tote full of goods. She put her shoes by the door and began to unpack her tote on the kitchen counter… when she suddenly felt uneasy… She whipped her head around the premises of her apartment… suddenly feeling fearful. Sayuri slowly drew a knife from the block. She could hear the shuffling feet of a stranger right outside her door and the creak from the floorboards her bedroom. To her dismay, when she reached her phone to call 911, it had already ran out of battery. She thought about running out into the hallway to ask for help, but she felt that someone was waiting for her there too. So she began approaching her room with great trepidation and hoped that it was merely just her imagination at work again.

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This was a stupid idea, Leo thought as he paced on the roof of her apartment. She’s just going to scream when she takes a good look at you! He huffed, seating himself at the edge of the roof with his head in his hands. In the darkness of his mind, Leo saw those silver eyes once more, following his every thought. He remembered her face among her notes and textbooks as she expressed slight delight or frustration. How she would warm her delicate hands around her ceramic mug. How her nose and cheeks would become pink against the chilly air and how she would reach over for her burgundy cardigan for warmth.

“… if I make this choice will I be able to live it?”

Leo wanted to go back to the Lair, but at the same time there was a relentless urge for this stranger, that he knew he needed to satisfy for some semblance of peace in his life. So he slid into her balcony without so much as a thud and peered inside her apartment. He sensed that something wasn’t right. All the lights were on and the lamp in the living room and had been toppled over. Leo proceeded to try opening the glass sliding door. Oddly enough, it had been unlocked.

“Hold her down, goddamnit!” A voice scolded.

“I got it, I got it!” Another voice replied.

Leo quickly passed by the mess in the kitchen and followed the sound of struggling whimpers to a bedroom. He peeked in and counted two men, dressed in black with hoods over their faces and masks over their mouths.

“You idiot!” One said. “Go back in the van and get it! I knew we shouldn’t have brought ya tonight and go get Carlos! What a moron…”

The second man grumbled as he skillfully exited from the bedroom window and closed it behind him. The first man turned to what appeared to be woman beneath his midst.

Her hair was tousled, face bruised and bleeding, but Leo recognized her just as well. Her wrists and ankles were bound, and her mouth was taped shut. Her iridescent eyes were wide, glistening, and gazing at her perpetrator with absolute disdain.

“Oh don’t ya look at me like that beauty,” the man chuckled darkly as he bent down to her level and placed a gloved hand on her cheek. “We won’t hurt ya… we’ll just be putting ya to sleep. When ya wake up, you’ll be someplace wonderful… you think they’ll let me have some fun with you, won’t they?”

A fury burned hot within the terrapin as he watched his fingers begin to graze her ivory neck. Leo watched her tear away from his touch as the man bellowed with laughter. Before he knew it, Leo was charging head-first into the scene without a plan in mind and knocking the perpetrator into the wall with his brute strength, instantly knocking him out.

Leo swiftly pivoted towards her and kneeled down to meet her stare. She calmly let him unbind her wrists and ankles, and remove the duct tape from her lips. For one moment, their eyes held a conversation of their own before the first word broke the silence they shared.

“It’s you,” they both whispered in unison, as if it had been a secret they had spared for so long.

He was clearly a turtle. A man-like, talking, and walking turtle. He looked like he belonged to this world, and at the same time, he appeared to belonged to another. He was a strange sight, but Sayuri thought that he was a glorious one too as she stared into his ocean eyes. Leo was first to come to his senses.

She didn’t scream.

She’s not afraid.

Of me?

Leo brushed away his thoughts as he began to release Sayuri from her restraints. Carefully passing a small blade between her wrists and ankles.

“Y-you’re going to be alright ma’am,” Leo told her nervously. “My name’s Leonardo and I’m going to get you ou-“

BOOM!

Dusty darkness engulfed the room. A smoke bomb had been activated. Leo instinctively grabbed the woman behind him and shielded her using his shell.

“Aah!” Leo exclaimed as his hands flew to his eyes. In his midst, he heard her crumple on the floor. There seemed to be particles in the air that was causing immense the immense pain and irritation in his eyes. He tried not to breathe in the air as he reached out once more into the darkness to secure the woman in his grasp.

Only to find out she was gone.

He could hear and smell the city more intensely now. Leo concluded that the window had been opened and his assumptions were confirmed when light began to penetrate the blinding darkness of the smoke. He fell to his knees after mistakenly inhaling a gust of it.

Then there she was… right in front of him. He could see her struggling against a man as he was pressing a white handkerchief to her mouth. The woman reached out to him in vain.

It was as if time had stopped in the swift course of its events. Leo held onto the soft skin right above her wrist. She held tightly onto him, sustaining her with hope. Her lustrous eyes were so clear that Leo thought he could see his own. They called to him, like a beacon in a storm. And as the forces tugged them apart from each other once more, hands slipping against the other, Leo felt a chain break in his grasp and a cloth unwinding by his fingertips. He caught a glimpse of the skin underneath of what seemed to be a bandage. A dark circle emblem of a lotus flower above water, against her pale skin.

“I’ll find you!” He said to her as she and her kidnappers disappeared through her bedroom window, and Leo on his knees stunned by the stinging of his senses.

He looked down at his hands, appearing as vague shapes of green. Everything was moving, everything was so unclear. Her eyes flashed once more in his mind and he forcefully willed his own to see through the pain.

When his vision stabilized, Leo lifted his hands closer to his face and saw a silver bracelet glinting in the brightness and a ribbon of bandage. He turned over the single flat, heart-shaped charm on the accessory.

SAYURI MIZUNO, CONGENITAL HEART DISEASE, PACEMAKER, NO MRI

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Naked Challenge on the Turtles

Female walking out in the middle of the lair front of BF turtle naked to get his reaction

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Also @ the sweet anon who gave me feedback on the kissing challenge fanfiction I really do hope this one was so much better please let me know I aim to impress and I tried so hard this time *Blows kisses* Hope you guys enjoy as much as I did making it

She had waited until she was sure it was just the two of them before she hopped in the tub to rinse away her bad day at work

After walking through the lair to be greeted by her loving Turtle who understandingly hugged her up knowing she needed to de-stress offered for her to go take a relaxing bath that he so sweetly drew up for her

Once she had everything she needed he went to go back to what he was doing wanting her to take a load off her shoulders with the promise of couples time afterwards be it cuddles in the quiet of his room or on the couch watching her favorite movie

But as she got out the idea to tease him was just too hard to pass up

Leonardo had seen how tired she was after her long shift she looked ready to drop right there but still had sweetly came to see him making his heart flutter for his loving mate to think of him when she should be home resting

After kissing her head telling her she needed to relax he sent her to the bath where all her stuff was one her special shelf he had made for when she needed anything or spent the night

While waiting for his beloved the leader had started his training working through the new kata his father had taught him both blades cutting through the air honed well in his skilled hands and his focus was purely on his lesson 

For once the woman walking into the room didn’t register to him

At first!

“Leonardo~” her sweet voice calling out to him had him turning as a towel fell over his head lifting it to see his girl standing there completely bare and in every ounce of her glory – in the middle of the dojo

His face flushed to a darker green looking her up and down unable to speak as both swords dropping from his grasp to the ground as he took her in struggling to speak before his eyes darkened as he bit his lower lip smirking “Oh - it is so on love”

His approach was slow appreciating the beauty before him his hands already  unstrapping his belts and untying his pants letting his Geisha know her Sensei was coming into play once his hand rested against her neck lovingly and their bodies were pressed so sensually together as he closed the door with no hesitation

Raphael chuckled once she was in the bathroom knowing she needed some time to just let it all melt off her shoulders wanting to be sweet to improve her day had went into the kitchen making her a snack, he placed it on the table with a note so when she was done it was right there for her

Still hearing nobody was home he had stepped off into his weight room to clean up from that morning after working out with his brother’s

All of them agreed to doing some weight training to make up for cutting practice short the day before and as much as he enjoyed his alone time he did find having his brothers to outdo always was fun

Just after wiping down the last bench and picking up all of Mikey’s candy wrappers the youngest had to of hid while taking his breaks so Leo wouldn’t see left the turtle grumbling over his knuckleheaded younger brother as his phone rang seeing it was Casey

The man was supposed to be meeting him tonight for patrols and he hoped he wasn’t calling to cancel again

Talking to his friend while he finished up made him unaware of the soft footsteps coming up behind him or the sweet voice that had called him twice before a wet towel landed over his head

A deep growl rumbled from him thinking Mikey was playing a prank on him again ready to cuss him out but when he turned around there stood his girl completely nude leaning against the frame water still dripping down her voluptuous curves as she dried her hair “What’s wrong big guy~? Am I interrupting?”

He was left completely speechless as she pushed off moving towards him slowly her small hips sashaying with every step as water dripped down her curves

“Holy f- Case… Yo  Jones I gotta go man”

He barely heard the man ask why he was letting him go so fast as Raph churred eyeing her hungrily when both small hands were grabbing his belt pulling him forward growling under his breath as that small pink tongue drifted over her bottom lip eyeing him with those come get me shimmering orbs

He was seconds from just jumping her there before hearing his friend again ask what the hell was going on “Yeah yeah call ya later imma bout ta lay some pipe”

The turtle lifted her into his arms getting an excited giggle as he carried he to his room mumbling as the phone dropped onto the bench

Part of him was hoping he figured out what was up and hung up soon otherwise he was going to hear some shit “Fuck yer so in for it baby!”

He had gone down and actually made sure the was drawn for her getting everything she needed just wanting his queen to soak and relax before Donatello would be pampering her the rest of the night kissing her softly they leaving her to enjoy some music

He hadn’t meant to walk into the lab but his work phone going off made him step in

It was supposed to be his off day but the main operator requested his help given it was a difficult problem that had locked the other service workers out

The job was aimed towards his specialty in hacking computers and he couldn’t just say no; he took over the call after logging in to be sure he was getting paid for accepting the call going through all the normal introduction while trying to get in finding the woman on the phone had no clue what she was doing

It was a bit frustrating because every time he told her to do something she backed out and he had to restart from the beginning all over again and in his semi-calm droned out ‘bitch don’t push another button’ voice he was glad his family wasn’t home

He was wishing at that moment this had just been another female accidently mistaking the tech support for a sex operator hotline

In that time he also hadn’t heard the small footsteps coming towards him actually screaming as a wet cloth dropped over his head apologizing profusely to the woman as he turned then stopped letting the towel drop from his hand as his jaw almost ended up in his lap

There standing only feet away was his beautiful love in all her glory skin flushed from the long shower and steam rolling off her in the cool room as she grinned climbing into his lap as his breathing picked up hearing her whispering soft enough the person on the other line wouldn’t hear “Put it on mute or she’s going to get an earful genius”

He had to swallow a churr before snapping to attention when the female on his headset asked him if this would take much longer getting inpatient watching as his girl grinded their hips together

“M-My apologies ma’am just fixing a few things if you will there’s a box popping up on your screen please push accept as soon as it does”

He couldn’t think when she started undoing his pants already kissing and nipping at his neck whispering dirty needy things just to him as he started typing in several codes having to clear his throat as one hand shoved several things aside on his desk as the screen flashed up showing she had accepted

“And now I’m going to send you a waver – this will just allow me to have full access to your drive meaning I can take care for it without you having to do a single thing miss – yes ma’am that probably would have saved you time I do apologize for the inconvenience”

He almost swallowed his tongue as her hands wrapped around his already hard shaft stroking over him while nibbling at his weak spot slapping a hand over his mouth as she bit his neck hard making him throb pushing her back mouthing he was so going to get her before the woman asked if there was anything else

“Yes ma’am - please read it fully so you understand that this only give me the ability to go where the problems are and once you agree my computer will be linked to yours and I will fix the problem immediately – I will be putting you on hold while I fill out the correct paperwork and I’ll have this fixed in a jiff”

He barely heard her sigh and agree before the call was muted and he was out of his chair placing her on the desk fast “Wow maybe I should have just started riding my genius’s cock and seen how long you could last with her still on the call”

Shaking his head he chuckled already worshipping his queen unable to believe she had given him such a delicious surprise ready to take her there but needed to get her back for the teasing his fingers playing with the heated core yet never giving enough to make her cum getting her so needy she was begging for him to take her

With a feral growl he thrusted into her going so slow but burying every inch nice and deep inside her a shit eating grin lighting up his face “And waste getting to fuck around on the clock while being paid – no way”

Figuring she was going to be a little bit Michelangelo had jumped back on his game with the boys wanting to play his COD game before he was totally focused on his girl’s needs knowing with enough begging he might be able to convince her to stay the night

An hour later he was trashing some guy with a major anger problem that sounded like he was punching walls, listening to some kid who wouldn’t stop screaming at an unbearable high pitch that kept claiming he had ‘slept with his entire squads mommas’ even though he didn’t sound old enough to be playing the game, and smack talking the other team through his mic as he racked up the kills having his fun sniping guys as they respawned

She had snuck into the living area hearing his evil laugh as somebody called him a dick after he shot them again

“Hey Mikey…” he waved her off at first shouting right back making her giggle at how serious he took his games before pulling her towel off tossing it over his head hearing him grumbling tossing the soaked cloth on the couch grabbing up his drink whimpering for her to give him ten more minutes “Mikey~ look baby I think you’ll like this~”

She let her hair down ruffling it knowing how weak it made him when it was down

“Baby I’m destroying this whiney little b-” with a bit of trouble he looked back for just a second before spitting out the mouthful of soda as the can caved in within his grasp sending his drink all over the floor his eyes going wide as she stepped between him and the screen playing innocent

The youngest turtle looked her up and down several times grinning widely as she fluffed her hair swaying her body sensually as her fingers teased him by touching her breast “If you are still too busy… I’ll just go play by myself in your room”

Shaking his head fast he started up out of his beanbag trying to grab her but actually fell down calling into his speaker a bit huskily “Bros I gotta go! I’m out! I’m out!”

She could hear his friends complaining over his speaker since they were winning the mission asking what was going on but his headphones got tossed as he gave her the grabby hands trying to get her to come to him which she did finally with an impish smile

“Oh no dudes my baby girl is looking so damn fine” he dropped his controller pulling her into his lap already pushing his shorts down going to take her right there not caring he had forgotten to turn off his mic “It is baby making time!”

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[talewrites]

It’s the Little Things

Hope you enjoy my gushy short little fic :]

(I posted this once before but I was too embarrassed so I took it down. Putting it back now 😂)

Generation: Bayverse TMNT

TMNT Raphael x Reader Fanfic

Pronouns: Gender Neutral

Warnings: RIDICULOUSLY mushy, self-serving fluff, kissed while asleep

The rain quietly pattered against the dark window panes as the light from the TV flashed in the glass’s reflection. It was the end of a very long patrol, and Raph had made it back to your apartment quite late. As usual.

But as usual, you were up waiting for him with a hot dinner lovingly prepared.

Your daily lives were vastly different from each other. You ran a quiet bookstore in a reclusive area downtown, while Raph was one of the city’s fierce vigilante heroes alongside his brothers. You were definitely an odd couple. But you had your moments.

Moments like these- Raph thought gratefully as he swallowed another bite of your steaming homemade stew, piled onto a thick slice of buttered sourdough bread. He closed his eyes as he savored the rich flavor, saturated in red wine and melty slow-cooked beef, and had to stifle himself from moaning around the food in his mouth. Somehow you always managed to make the most delicious food, the kind that could warm and comfort tired and aching bones after a long day.

Speaking of you.

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Raphael glanced across the small wooden dinner table in their comfy little apartment, and found you sitting with your chin propped up on your crossed hands, with a glowing joyful expression on your face as you happily watched him enjoying the meal you’d made.

- and Raph immediately turned his head away, already beginning to feel his cheeks burning under his mask.

“…..It’s good.” He said gruffly, not daring to chance another glance across the table as he practically felt your joy intensify from his praise.

“ I’m glad~” It was a humble, yet cheerful response. Yet, somehow it left something fluttering in the large turtle’s chest. His face scrunched up tensely as he tried to will away the building heat in his cheeks, and resorted to hiding his face in the bowl of the heavenly stew.

…..Raphael was quite certain you would someday be the death of him.

Later that night, after you two had had your fill of dinner and the pot and bowls were soaking in the sink, you curled up together on your old couch in front of the TV. Raph was watching the evening news, followed by a mobster period drama he found he secretly enjoyed. While you had made home with a blanket and a book curled up in the grumpy turtle’s lap.

Raphael was lazily watching the TV and gratefully melting into the couch, letting his head tip back and stretch out the sore muscles in his neck. He barely noticed the pressure of you snuggled up warmly on his lap, already so accustomed to the feeling that at this point it would be more strange without it. When suddenly, he heard a clatter and flop from what sounded like your book sliding to the floor. He looked back up, expecting you to clamor up to retrieve it, but found you made no movement.

“……..?...” Raph looked down to check on you, and was met with the adorable sight of your peaceful sleeping face. Your head resting comfortably against his chest as you breathed slowly and deeply. A hand curled up under your chin while he other was pressed flat against his chest.

Raphael immediately felt his whole face heat up deeply at the sight, having to turn his head away and place a hand over his mouth for a moment to insure he wouldn’t explode from the sudden swell of feelings building up in his chest. He tried taking a deep breath to calm himself down. ‘What am I, a teenage girl….?’ He chastised himself as he calmed down enough to look back to you.

‘……Are they really asleep?’ He wondered. Raph studied your face, checking for signs of movement behind your eyes, but became caught up admiring the long strokes of your eyelashes against your cheek. It was just a small detail, but somehow, it sparked a warm feeling in him.

Raph found himself staring quietly at you as you dozed, and he became captured by your features as he gazed at you so closely. Your little nose, your soft complexion, playfully messy licks of your hair, the soft line of your jaw…. The corners of Raph’s mouth began to pull up in a kind smile as he gazed at you. Quietly, he drew up his hand to comb some stray hairs into place, and trailed down to gently stroke across your cheek, until the pad of his thumb came to brush softly across your lips.

Raphael was completely enthralled, and lost himself in his delicate ministrations. Before he even realized it, he found himself leaning in closely, until his lips connected lightly with yours. It was a delicate, revering, chaste kiss, one he would never have the courage to initiate around your waking self. But right now, not even the adoring (and embarrassing) gaze of his lover was present to shy him away from his enamor.

You stirred at the ticklish sensation, brows drawing together and making a soft cute sound as you sighed into the kiss, drawn awake by your boyfriend’s soft touches.

Raphael froze still upon hearing the small sleepy noise come from you. His heart fluttered nervously in his chest, afraid he had been caught in his intimate moment. Slowly, he pulled away from your lips and looked down at your face. Raph was met with the sight of lidded eyes staring up at him, with a faint blush and sleepy smile gracing your face.

Raph was indeed caught. But before he could fully process his quickly rising embarrassment, you quickly shut your eyes and feigned sleep once again.

“........???????” He was very confused now. That was definitely not the reaction he was expecting.

“......(y/n).....?” Raph called out to check on you, not exactly sure what to do in this turn of events after being caught sweetly kissing his sleeping lover. But you just kept your eyes closed, a very loving smile still painting your face.

“Mmh...... no..... I’m still asleep....... keep kissing me......~” You whispered sleepily from your spot nestled in the crook of his arms.

Raph was stunned. It felt as if an arrow had pierced his heart and warmed his whole body from head to toe. Your smile only grew wider from feeling him go tense, and your hand slowly reached up to stroke against Raph’s rough cheek, tempting him to draw back in until your lips met once again.“Mmh~” You made a happy sound that hummed ticklishly against Raph’s lips, breaking him out of his surprise and enticing him to return the kiss.

It was soft, slow, and wet, how your lips moved against each other in your own quiet revere under the comfortable cover of night. You both drew away for breath, only to gravitate in to meet again and again to taste each other. Raph became emboldened as your hand lazily trailed up to push up his mask, and he leaned down to start peppering kisses across your face. Smooching your nose, your eyelids, the dips of your cheeks, your brows, forehead, and the corners of your mouth. He smooched his lover softly until you were left giggling softly in his arms. He paused to listen to the adorable sound, more bright and peaceful than any church bells, before he went back to praise and worship those velvety lips once again.

You kissed back more slowly than before, your passion still there but your energy seemed to be waning. Your hand slid from Raph’s cheek and came to rest on his chest, and you felt your mind grow fuzzy from the gentle brushes of his lips. Soon, you felt yourself melt completely back into Raph’s warm embrace, as your sleepiness overcame you once again at the parting of one more kiss.

Raphael paused for only a moment to catch his breath between loving smooches, before he moved to return once again. He softly brushed his lips against yours in quiet invitation, but surprisingly, he found that you did not return his kiss. Instead, he felt the slow gentle draws of breath against his lips. You had fallen fast asleep with your head nestled against his shoulder, lulled to rest by his sweet kisses.

Raphael paused as your breaths tangled in the small space between your lips. All he could do was stare into the peaceful resting expression of his lover wrapped warmly in his embrace. His gaze didn’t leave your lips, swollen red from his attention. The soft breath of sleep tickling against his own sensitive lips. The large turtle felt a smile tugging at his mouth at the sight of his normally energetic partner so easily put to sleep in his arms. He wondered briefly if he could ever endure this level of affection from you at your usual energy, and came to the conclusion that he would most likely combust after only a few seconds.

Raph eventually came back to his senses. His cheeks heating into a bright red glow of self-consciousness as recognition dawned of his own actions.

“...........shit.”

Raphael closed his eyes tightly shut as he tried to shut out the feeling of steam rising from his head. He ducked his head, burying his heated face into your hair as he tried to suppress the building need to implode from embarrassment. He silently muttered excuses but quickly gave in to the strong feelings clenching in his chest.

He was helplessly in love with you.

(He was still denying it.)

“...........What are you doing to me shorty...” He quietly mumbled, resentfully, yet, adoringly into your hair.

(But of course, that won’t stop him from trying to suffocate these embarrassing feelings. He had a reputation to uphold after all.)

But it was times like these, under the privacy of a silent night, with sweet words and gentle touches, that Raphael gave in.

It’s the little things.

And he carried you off to bed.

The End

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#5

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115 notes - Posted October 8, 2022

#4

🍬 No Strings Attached 🍬 pt. 1?

For @turtle-babe83 s Trick or Kink event. I wanted to do something... special...😈 Hopefully this will give y'all some delicious thoughts of my bayverse AU Dark Turtles (I also tried to keep them short b/c i dont remember the limit for words/pics in posts) I might write a part 2 to give this story an ending, if I find time 🤭

18+ only... reader is female ( female parts mentioned )

October isnt just a month of Halloween or all things spooky... its also the mating season for turtles... of ANY kind ...😈🐢💙❤💜🧡

A/N: this can be taken as whether you already do/dont know about the mating season, but Don researched and told his brothers about it after going a year through it already. They also aren't wearing their gear/nothing heavy and hard to maneuver. Their lair is below the abandoned warehouse by the docks ( New York Bay ), built by Don.

One random day in October, you decided to make some eats for the clone boys. Not only because it was nice and you were friends with them for a few years, but because you wanted to spend some alone time with your crush ( Lee/Raph/Don/Mike). You two have a 'no strings attached' agreement going on, and that was fine with him. You were fine with it, too, since you didn't have sights on anyone but it was hard to not feel guilty for using him like that... You've had sex a time or two, and while it was nice you wanted something more

Mike x Reader

"Mike?"

It was strange to not be greeted by the giant yellow turtle. He would usually say 'hey' with glee and pick you up, twirling around with you in his arms like a ragdoll. Not today, though. Where was everyone?

You silently wandered the dark turtle hideout, listening and looking for any sign of the clones. You thought you heard something above you. You went up the steel stairs that led to the top floor of the abandoned warehouse. What you saw made your heart skip a beat (and almost dropping the food).

Mike was sprawled out on the ground, making noises like he was in pain. His eyes were closed. And his hand pumped his schlongness. The size make your eyes bug out. Heat flushed your cheeks and all the way to your ears. Seeing him do this sent lightning straight to your core. Yeah, it was true you had a crush on him and you both weren't officially dating yet, but it felt awkward and weird; heavy touching and kissing was all that was between you and him.

Suddenly his eyes opened, his usual bright blue eyes was an amber color, dimmed and glossy... and dilated. His nostrils were flared and he was breathing heavily. He sat up, ingnoring his ginormous hard on.

"Y/N! W-what are you...?"

"I'm sorry I disturbed you. I'll just-" you quickly stuttered as you sat the bag down and turned around to head back downstairs. You were then wrapped around your waist by his long tongue, pulling you toward him. "Mike, let me go!"

His three clawed hand grabbed your hip, holding you there. "No can do, babes. You're not getting away... Besides, I know you liked it." He smiled a toothy grin. "I can smell you... and you smell so delicious... I've always wondered what you taste like."

He licked his lips. You shivered and squeezed your thighs to try to ease the ache. He took your mouth with his, kissing you like usual. His growls vibrated through your body, making you moan into him.

In a flash you had your bottoms torn off, your legs spread, and Mike's long tongue slithered inside you. Your aching walls clenched around it as he slid in and out, brushing against all your sensitive spots. The tip of his tongue brushed your cervix because he was so deep. His mouth encircled your mound, groaning as your essence trickled down his tongue.

"Mmmmm~ Mmmmike~~" You wanted to tell him to stop for a minute but it felt too good. Moans and whimpers were all that you could let out. Your body wriggled and moved, wanting to buck your hips and grind into Mike's mouth. You could tell that your climax was going to be mindblowing.

"Mike!~~~"

"Yeah, scream for me, y/n. You look so cute when you scream my name. Keep going, baby."

Sure enough your body exploded, your throat letting out the loudest and high pitched cry you ever made. The orgasm was so glorious you swore you had died and went to heaven. You breathed in shaky breaths trying to calm yourself.

"God, babes, you taste so sweet... and creamy..." His voice lowered into a purr as he lavished in your scent. He couldn't deny the throbbing tightness of his cock anymore, he had to be in you now. "I hope you're ready for round 2 ... or 3, because I'm not gonna stop until all your insides are painted white."

Let's just say that you weren't going to feel like walking for a week....

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Don x Reader

"I got food." Silence. "Don? Anyone?"

Anyone not running for food was weird. But what was weirder was recieving a message from Don saying that you shouldn't come over for at least 1 week. You sat down food for the other 3 while you carried some for Don. There were times when he didn't come out of lab that someone had to drag him out to just eat. This might as well be one of those times.

You opened the steel door that led down to a basement. Softly you tread the steps, listening for any signs of life. You then heard a faint groan. Did he hurt himself?

"Don! Are you-"

You couldn't finish your sentence. Your mouth hung open at the sight of the tall purple turtles body frame leaning against a wall while his hand pumped his boner. The moans that echoed bounced back to you vibrated your body and sent tingles to your core. Heat crept up to your cheek and ears, and you could've swore that he heard your heart pounding in your chest.

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141 notes - Posted October 19, 2022

#3

Hello! How're you doing? 🥰 I've got an idea: Their S/O can draw very well, and the boys didn't know about that. How would the boys react if they find their S/O's notebook and see her/his art, including a drawing of them?

Thank you 💜

Im okay ^^ hope everythings been alright for you as well, and hope this is alright♡♡♡

Leo:

He sees your notebook sitting on the couch

But he doesnt remember seeing you come in or leave

He figured you left it accidently

Hes wondered what made you smile whenever he seen your pencil move across the paper

Plenty of times when he was in the dojo training/improving a technique, he saw you sitting with the book in your lap

He knew he shouldnt without your permission (whether youd let him or not), but he wanted to see what artwork his angel has done

Opening the cover he finds sketches of people, Japanese inspired designs, and stops when he sees himself

The way you payed attention to the details of his muscles, scars, the design, dips and curves of his shell was impressive

It looked like he was looking at a black and white picture of himself

A smile spread on his face and warmth spread through his body

"Youre so talented, my love"

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168 notes - Posted February 24, 2022

#2

I just noticed that your requests are marked as open, so I thought I would send one in 🥰

Could I please ask for a one-shot with Bay Raph and female reader? Could be fluff or even a little NSFW if it’s appropriate. Something along the lines of the best friends to lovers trope. However you want to do it, I know it’ll be wonderful! ♥️😘

Sure, lets see if I can make this sweet and spicy 😏😁 hope this is alright

STRAWBERRY KISSES:

BAY RAPH x F!READER

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181 notes - Posted May 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

How would the guys react to there son or daughter getting into the weapons they are not supposed to touch because they want to be just like daddy ?

Awww~~♡♡♡ well lets see...

LEO:💙

He was going to scold them, but how could he stay mad at them when they just pull at his heart like that?

Hes reminded of how Splinter was like with him and his brothers; they got in trouble for a short time but then soon started training

He smiled at them and then held them in his arms

"Youre not ready, not just yet."

"When, daddy?"

"Very soon, my little one."

Hed kiss their forehead and hug them

RAPH:❤

His heart clenched

Hed try not to cry, but turns away to hide his misty eyes

"Daddy? Are you okay?"

They didnt like it when their daddy acted like that

hed quickly wipe his eyes

"Yeah, I'm fine buddy/sweetheart"

He promises to help them train to better handle the weapons, giving them hugs to hide his watery eyes

Hes never been so proud of them

DONNIE:💜

His child wants to be like him?

His heart melted

He felt overjoyed and conflicted

He didnt want to scold them

Hed hug them and tell them he doesnt want them to get hurt

He will secretly invent their very own weapon to practice with under his supervision of course

"Practice makes perfect"

"Thanks, daddy, you're the best"

"You're welcome, my little star"

MIKEY:🧡

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249 notes - Posted April 9, 2022

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