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turtle-babe83 · 1 year

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HIIII! I LOVE YOUR WORK. I have been following u from quite some time now and I wanted to ask if u could do a

89. Mating season 142. “Bite me.”

123. “Don’t hold back.” 58. Turtle bedroom

5. “MINE.”

And perhaps add a breeding kink and it's quite rough 😏😏 All this with the big red pleaseeeee .

I am absolutely all for this!!! I don’t think I’ve done an official mating fic for Raph yet so I’m looking forward to it! Thanks for your patience love!

Make Me Yours

Raph x F!Reader

Warning: Language and NSFW content 18+ only

You didn't know how bad you wanted this until he sheepishly brought it up. While he rubbed the back of his neck, uncomfortably explaining his biological urges, your mind drifted to hot, sweaty bodies thrusting together again and again, as he pumped you full of his seed and marked your body as his. Raphael had been waving his hand in front of your face for a long minute before you snapped out of it.

“Huh?”

“I said, ya don’t have ta do anything. Just stay away from da lair fer about a week or so,” he mumbled. “I ain’t gonna push ya fer any-“

You cut him off when you grabbed his bandana tails and pulled him down, crushing your lips to his. His arms wrapped around you tightly and you found yourself pressed against the nearest wall as he devoured your mouth.

“Don’t…fuckin’…tempt me…woman,” he bit out between kisses.

“Who’s…tempting?” you moaned, “I’m telling you…ah, fuck…”

Raphael realized that he had absolutely no self control at this point and you were making it too easy to give in. With a tortured groan, he lifted you into his arms and made a fast break for his bedroom. Once through the door, he slammed it shut with his heel and reached back blindly to fumble with the lock. For your part, you were kissing his throat and nipping at his chin with the cutest little sounds he’d ever heard from you.

“Devil woman,” he growled, “like a damn cat in heat!”

You threw your head back and laughed, “Exactly which one of us is in heat, turtle?”

His mouth snapped shut and he dumped you unceremoniously onto the bed as you giggled outrageously. The sexy smirk on his lips was enough to wet your panties. By the way his nostrils were flaring, chest heaving, you knew he was getting himself primed for what was to come. Devoid of his gear, it didn’t take much for him to get naked. You gazed openly in blatant lust at every curve of muscle on his delectable body. It still amazed you sometimes that this great green god was all yours. A wave of possessiveness swept over you and tonight was no longer just about incredible nonstop sex. It was about claiming and being claimed.

Sprawled across his bed, you sat up onto your knees and yanked your top over your head. At his darkened gaze, you lowered your voice to its sultriest tone and gave him an order.

“Raphael, don’t hold back,” you purred, “make me yours completely.”

A deep churr bellowed from his chest and that was all the warning you got before he shredded the rest of your clothing. His big beefy hands and engulfing mouth were everywhere, stoking the fire beneath your skin. The most ungodly moans and whimpers left your mouth as he licked a path from your neck to your tits, where he spent some time sucking and nuzzling, then down to your mound, plump with arousal. Pressing his snout to your slit, he breathed in deeply, and another rumbling churr vibrated his chest.

“Yer all I’m gonna eat fer the next week,” he promised. “Ya ain’t leaving this bed unless I decide ta fuck ya somewhere else.”

Your breath rushed out in a whoosh as he lapped a fat stripe up your slit. He held your gaze as he slipped his hands under your ass cheeks to hold you in place while he feasted. You were panting and squirming in seconds, his legendary tongue making quick work of drawing you close to the edge. His head shook back and forth and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him as indulged himself in your tender folds. Your hips rolled uncontrollably, caught between pushing closer and pulling away. He drew two orgasms from you back to back and your clit was starting to feel raw from the constant lapping.

“Raph, I-I can’t,” you whimpered, trying to push his head away.

You nearly blushed at the loud slurp you heard from between your thighs.

“Ya ready for my cock?” he growled, eyes flicking up and over your mound to narrow at you. His face shone from snout to chin in your creamy juices. Your walls clenched involuntarily at the sight. You nodded but he just shook his head.

“Words, baby, use yer words. Tell me what ya want from ol’ Raph,” he smirked.

“Fuck me!” you burst out.

He lifted a brow ridge. You huffed. So this was how he wanted to play it? Fine.

“Raphael, love of my life, king of my heart,” you purred, enjoying the way his eyes softened. “I want you to stuff me full of that big fat cock. I want you to fuck me until I can’t move my legs. I need you to make me your mate in every way, fill me up with your cum, cover me in it. Make sure everyone knows that I belong to you, and you alone.”

His mouth dropped open in surprise at your change in demeanor. Your mind had gone back to every shifter story you had ever read, every animal documentary you had ever watched, and you wanted the one thing that had always seemed incredibly hot to you: the mating mark. Getting into position on your hands and knees, which was your boyfriend’s preferred position anyway, you pulled your hair over to bare your shoulder and neck to him in submission. Then you pulled the trigger.

“Bite me.”

Raphael nearly choked at your breathy command. Turtles didn’t have to bite their mate during mounting like a lot of mammals did, but hot damn, did that sound like a great idea! His eyes misted a little at how you, this tiny perfect human, was trying to make this just as good for his animal side. That you not only didn’t flinch or recoil from the idea of mating with him, you embraced it fully. He didn’t deserve you.

You were surprised when he didn’t spear you right away. Instead, you felt the softest of kisses feathering up your spine. Deep, rumbling churrs left his chest as he knelt over you. He dragged his tongue across your offered shoulder all the way up to your jaw. Then he whispered in your ear.

“I don’ know if I can even knock ya up but I sure as hell plan ta try. Ya ready fer me? Want me ta breed ya? Ya gonna get all round and beautiful with my babies?”

You shuddered.

“Hold on, mama,” he muttered, “yer gettin’ all of it.”

With that, he slammed his cock balls deep in your swollen pussy, causing you to cry out and grip the sheets tightly in your fists. There was no reprieve from his savage thrusts. The bed slammed against the wall again and again and you vaguely wondered how it could hold up to this kind of abuse. He held your hips at an angle that helped him go deeeeep. You moaned and clawed at the mattress, feeling your third orgasm rising fast with every pump of his hips. His name dripped like honey from your lips just as your juices dripped down your legs, all for him, all of it, just for him.

“No one else, babe, no one can do this ta ya like me! Nobody fucks like I do,” he crowed, his own release on the edge.

“No one!” you cried, “I love you! I lo-fuuuuck!”

Your words melted into moans of pleasure as you tipped over the top. Your walls clamped down hard on his thickness as it slid smoothly through your canal. Raph slowed down but each thrust was more powerful than the last as it felt like he tried to shove his cock into your cervix.

“MINE!” he shouted as he emptied his load deep inside your womb. You screamed as his teeth latched on where your neck and shoulder met, hard enough to mark but not breaking the skin. Tingles spread through you at the possessive action. You gasped for breath as he finally relented, stilling his hips and licking the mark he made. His fingers trailed lightly up and down your back.

“Ya okay?” he asked hoarsely.

You swallowed to try and moisten your dry throat before muttering, “Yeah, I’m good. More than good.”

He nuzzled your cheek as he wrapped you up in his arms. He rolled so you were both laying on your sides, you as the little spoon, with his length still hard and still lodged inside. Gently, he slipped a hand under your leg and lifted it to give himself a better angle, as he began to thrust again at a tamer pace.

“Raph,” you giggled, as he sucked a hickey onto your shoulder next to the mark.

“Don’t Raph me, little lady,” he chuckled. “I warned ya that ya aren’t gettin’ out of this bed anytime soon.”

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scholastic-dragon · 1 year

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Okay, so I couldn’t decide which one so I’m giving you two and you can choose whichever one inspires you most. (And no worries if neither one does)

Rise!Donnie-An accidental kiss

Bay!Raph-Kissing as a distraction

Thanks babe!! 😘

You are one of my favorite people, yes of course <3

This is also my first time writing for Rise!Donnie, and it was really fun!

Speaking of Donnie and Reader are ADULTS (like early to mid 20's) please don't throw hissed fits, no ones a minor here

Anywho

Rise!Donnie x Gn!reader

Look Up

Warnings: Donnie being a dumb dumb, friends to lovers, little turtle smootch, feelings, confessing, spelling mistakes,

Donnie rarely asked for help.

Especially when it came to his inventions. They were "his children" as he so eloquently put it.

Which is why it was such a surprise when he asked you to help him in his lab.

Thankfully, it had nothing to do with math or the stupidly long equation written on his chalkboard, but the underground vent system in the lab.

When you arrived at his lab, two large floor panels had been taken out and leaned against the adjacent wall. Leaving a large square in the floor where Donnie was currently working.

You could hear the drill as you got closer. Donnie's purple head, just peaking out over the metal rim.

"Hey, Don!" You yelled over the noise. The drill stopped as he glanced up, goggles down, a large grin appearing when he saw it was you.

"Y/n, perfect timing, I'm just about ready for the ventilation system," He lifted the goggles just above his eyes, wiping dirt and dust off his face.

"Geez, how'd that thing get so dirty?" You crouch down, leaning over the hole and seeing large pipes that he was currently balanced on.

"Raph and Leo took SHELLDON to extreme Frisbee, and he tracked in about 30 pounds of just dirt and sand," He groaned. He hated his workspace dirty, but sand, dirt, and dust were the worst.

"Ugh, it's everywhere," You fanned the air as another cloud puffed out from the vent under Donnie's leg. "I see why you need to clean it,"

Donnie reached up, setting the drill next to your leg and pulling his mask up, spitting and wiping at his face. "Ugh, it's in my mouth,"

You tried to hide the smile that crawled on your face, he was so handsome and didn't even know it.

"Right, so what do you need my help with?" You put your hands on your hips, glancing around.

"Drag that toolbox over toward you and hand me tools as I need them," Pulling down his mask and goggles, Donnie hunkered down, and pulled open a small control panel.

You got the toolbox and waited for him. It was a slow process, the engineering was very specific incase a toxin or chemical got released.

The system was supposed to suck out any bad chemicals and move them through the sewers to an abandoned factory where it could be dissolved and dispersed without harming anyone.

But the system wouldn't work with dirt and cobwebs stuck in the gears.

Donnie would call out the tool he needed and hold out his hand, not even looking up. Your fingers brushed against his as you placed it in his palm.

This gave you a chance to admire him, he had strong shoulders and muscular arms that looked delicious as he tried to take out a rusting bolt.

Feelings your knees start to ache, you turned to lay on your stomach, resting on your elbows and looking down at him.

You both chatted calmly, this is how it always was. You could talk about everything with each other, even if you knew he didn't care about the traffic on your way to work or how you had no idea what half the words he said were.

You both just clicked. And recently you'd gone and messed it up by falling in love with him.

It's impossible not to. He was funny and charming, and looked fantastic in leather pants.

But he'd never responded to your flirting, never made any moves, despite the obvious openings you gave him.

"Could you pass me the..." He started, setting down the wrench and clicking his tounge. "...screwdriver, please?" He seemed unsure, humming to himself as he inspected the rusted metal in front of him.

"Which one?" You look over at the toolbox, seeing several different shapes and sizes.

"Green handle,"

"There are five with green handles," You rested your chin on your hands, and he still hadn't looked up at you, keeping his head ducked down.

"Long and skinny," He pulled off a small metal plate, unplugging two blue wires.

"Slot or Phillipshead?"

He groaned, his patience getting thin. "It's the-" He rose up very fast, not expecting you to be hanging over the edge of the hole.

In a move that only fate could pull, Donnie lips met yours. Being on your stomach prevented you from quickly moving away, but did you really want to?

Donnie stared wide-eyed at you before jerking away, taking a clumsy step back, needing to grab the edge of the square for support.

"Y/n....I am...." He turned bright red, shaking his head and not meeting your eyes. "I am so sorry, I didn't know that you were right there," He put his finger to his lips, as if your touch was still lingering.

"It's alright," You gave a little laugh, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach and the deep blush on your face. "No harm done,"

Donnie sighed deeply, throwing his goggles off his head, skidding across the floor. "Oh, I can't do this," He rubbed his palms up his face, covering eyes, looking up at the ceiling.

"Can't do what?" You hated how worried you sounded.

"I can't keep acting like this, I thought it was simple infatuation. You're beautiful, no denying that, but I figured everyone else felt the same, but no. The nerves, the fidgeting, and countless dreams I have of you all lead to one thing." He rambled, laughing as if he finally solved an advanced equation thats been stuck in his head.

"What're you saying, Donnie?" Your heart had stopped, you were sure of it. Your lungs felt tight, your eyes wide as you watched the turtle before you.

"I've fallen in love with you," He chuckled, shaking his head as if he never thought that was a possibility.

"You say it like it's a bad thing," His eyes lifted to meet yours.

"On all accounts it is," Donnie shrugged, looking away. "There's about a 30% chance you like me back, another 26.3% chance you'll be alright with a non-normal relationship like this, and if you don't return my feelings then by all accounts our friendship is ruined,"

"You think there's only a 30% chance that I like you?"

He looked up again. "Well, yes, given the data I've taken and your responses to my flirting-"

"Flirting?!" You laugh, rubbing your temples. "What flirting, Donnie? I've been in love with you for months and have given you several opportunities to see that I like you and you didn't notice!"

"What? No, you haven't!" He argued, crossing his arms.

"Why do you think I always ask you to walk me home after movie night?" You sigh.

"Beacuse you're afraid of getting mugged?"

"And the reason why I sit on the windowsill and talk to you for another 30 minutes even though it's freezing?"

You see the gears turning in his head, his brain processing every moment the two of you have ever shared.

You see the moment it clicks, the light bulb flashing overhead. He sighs, dropping his head into his hands.

You chuckled softly. "~told you so~"

"So...." Donnie cleared his throat, face turning red again. "What do we do now?"

"Well, the way I see it, you can either ask me out or kiss me again," you smile, seeing him gulp.

"Can't I do both?"

"I don't see why not,"

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thelaundrybitch · 11 months

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All 4 - 1 Challenge

TURTLE DOVES!!!!

GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS!!!

TIME FOR SUMMER FUN!!!!

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Hosted by: @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83 and yours truly - @thelaundrybitch

Welcome to the TMNT prompt list exercise!

Where we (All 4-1) invite fellow TMNT tumblrina fans to write a fic - long or short - including or about the prompt. We also invite you to draw, paint, or sketch using one or all of the prompts! ✍🏻🎨🖌️

Whatever inspires you!

It can be about any character within the TMNT realm!

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We thought it would be exciting to see what everyone would come up with! As long as there continues to be enough interaction, we will try to continue this little writing exercise at the beginning of every month!

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lec743-my-art · 10 months

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One a day art challenge. Tina and the Turtle Gang hanging out. Also apart of the June All 4-1 TMNT Challenge (June 26th) @leosgirl82, @turtle-babe83 , and @thelaundrybitch

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exovapor · 1 year

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TMNTTrickorKink 2022 Part 1: The incredible shrinking lair

This story is based off Into The Shadows by @turtle-babe83, so unless you are following that story or you are part of the group it's being written for, this story may not be your cup of tea. This year I decided to write my friends as characters instead of the Y/N genre. As I have some inside knowledge of what is to come in ITS, this story takes places a few weeks after the mouser attack on the lair.

Is the lair getting smaller? It has to be getting smaller! There is NO WAY this space was the same space Kassie, Valerie, Lucy, and Rebel had entered just a few weeks ago! Ugh…the walls, the ceilings, hell even the floors, are closing in!

What day is it? Is it even day time? What month is it? How long have we been here? Oh my god, this is torture.

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Master Splinter, being the wise and observant father that he always is, notices that the women’s moods and, with some in particular, their tempers are starting to strain under the weight of the forced confinement.

These women are of the top-side world, born under the sunshine and raised in the open air, the dark tunnels and caverns of the sewers aren’t something that they are used to facing day in and day out. If all of his sons are to have a fighting chance at their own happily ever after, something needed to be done quickly because as of now, some inter-personal situations were getting a little tense.

The astute rat waits for all the women to retire for the evening before catching the eye of each one of his sons and silently signaling them to meet him in the dojo.

Leo and Raph walk into the training area together.

Raphael’s large frame crowds into his older brother’s space and his broad palm smacks the back of Leo’s shell, “Miss Sassy pants really knows how ta slam da door in your face, duhn’t she? The best part is…it’s YOUR door! Ha!”, the big brute chuckles heartily at his old brother’s misfortune.

Leo knows that he should ignore Raphael and not let the his brother’s taunts get under his green skin but needing to release his own tense frustration he wheels around mid-stride and bites back, “Yeah, well, I see that Kassie went to bed without you for the 3rd night in a row”.

Raphael’s face turns sour at the reminder as he and his old brother face off. He’s about to buck-up and challenge the eldest when Michelangelo bounds through the middle of them doing flips, nearly colliding with Raph’s head, “Watch it, Mikey!”, the red masked beast barks his ire at the youngest.

“Sorry, bruh!”, the exuberant turtle calls over his shoulder.

The three brothers kneel before their sensei as the fourth belatedly joins them, his glass framed eyes still engrossed in the data on his tablet, periodically glancing up to give his master his divided attention.

“My sons”, the rodent master solemnly begins, as he stands with his hands clasped behind his back, “I have noticed that our guests are stressed”.

“Ha”, huffs Raph with a grumble in his voice, “dat’s an unda-statement”.

“Raphael! Do not interrupt.”, Splinter’s correction is quick and sharp.

Mikey’s half-hidden chuckle can be heard in the resulting silence and Donatello slowly puts away his tablet hearing the seriousness of his father’s tone.

The ninja master continues, “As I was saying, our guests were forced here under circumstances that were out of their control. They are not used to our way of life. We must endeavor to make their stay more comfortable and to gift them a reprieve from the confinement of the sewers”.

Leonardo and Donatello exchange quick worried glances before Leo hastily, but reverently speaks up, “But, dad, they’re being hunted. We can’t just let them wander around the city unprotected until we stop whatever it is that Jared and Karai are planning”.

“I concur, Leonardo”, the old rat acknowledges with a dip of his head, “However, we must not imprison them as our adversaries would do, even if it is for their own safety. We must figure out a way to give them a break while keeping them safe”.

Mikey is in complete agreement with this father’s words, he can see the effect that the lack of control and freedom is having on his shining sun Lucy. Even with his best jokes and antics, it is getting harder and harder to get her to smile and giggle. These aspects of her are what he treasures the most and he isn’t willing to sacrifice them. Remembering the fear and darkness in her lovely blue eyes when he found her strapped down in that cage that Stockman had her in, sets his blood boiling each time he thinks about it.

His bright sunshine needs a taste of freedom soon and he’ll do everything he can to ensure she gets it, “Guys, they need this. They’re slowing fading down here. At least, we get to go out and patrol at night, but they aren’t allowed to leave the lair”.

The four brothers take turns looking at one another, silently agreeing, but shrugging as to how to remedy the situation.

After a moment of quiet contemplation, Donnie raises his hand in the air and offers, “Actually, I believe there are several issues that we need to address…”.

Turning to Leonardo, the purple clad terrapin continues, “One, we need to get close to Jared to see if he’ll let something slip. Two, we need to build more trust and cooperation with the police force, to align them with our cause. After all, it is one of their own that we suspect to behind kidnappings and mutations. And, three,…the ladies do need a distraction.”, the slender turtle acknowledges, while nodding his head, seeing the wisdom in his father’s words and inwardly acknowledging the frown he’s notice marring the beautiful face of his own sweetheart lately.

Leonardo looks from his father and his genius brother, seeing the logic of their thinking but still worrying for the safety of those under his charge, “What do you suggest, Donnie?”.

A clever smile graces the face of the Donatello as the plan springs to life in his overactive mind, “I suggest we host a Halloween party for the police department personnel and city officials that know about us. We can gain the favor of police with our party. The ladies can hide in costume and enjoy some time outside the lair. We, of course, will be there to watch and protect, as well as see if Jared’s behavior will give anything away.”

Not surprisingly, the two brothers best known for action than for caution hop on to this plan right away.

Raph eagerly agrees with his nerd-brain brother, “Yeah, yeah, yeah…a party is a wicked idea!”.

Rubbing his sizable palms together and envisioning this feisty red-head in some type of naughty costume has him grinning wide.

Michelangelo starts vibrating with excitement, “Guys, I can see it now! Music, drinks, all the pizza and candy we can eat…and all the women in as little as possible”. Splinter gives a small sigh and cups his forehead in his hand.

Leonardo rubs his chin absentmindedly as he thinks through the proposal. All of Donnie’s points are valid and a party that they hosted would be a more controlled event than a casual stroll through the city, “Okay, then, let’s do it. We’ll use one of the abandoned buildings closer to the docks. Donnie, see what surveillance you can rig around the property. I’ll get a meeting with Chief Vincent to get the invitation started. Raph and Mikey can handle the music, decorations, and food. We’ll get Casey and April to help with that as well. The ladies can help from here crafting decorations, it will give them something to do while we’re patrolling.”.

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The next morning the women are instructed to sit around the kitchen table, relax, and enjoy being served like the queens. Kassie and Rebel sip on the coffee loving prepared by their turtles as Val and Lucy stir the hot cups of teas set before them.

The ladies all look at each other knowingly, something is up.

The guys are too happy and chipper this morning. Additionally, while a big family breakfast is their norm, it is rare to see them all dancing around the kitchen helping Mikey flip eggs, fry bacon, toast bread, slice fruit, and squeeze fresh orange.

Something was definitely going on.

As Raph adds strips of crispy bacon to Kassie’s plate, Kassie takes the opportunity to press for information, “Okay, big guy, spill it. What happened? What did you do?”.

Raph’s face morphs into a comical expression of feigned innocence, “What do ya mean? Nothin’s happened.”.

Kassie continues to stare at him, watching for the innocent mask to fall but he just turns and starts adding the salty crispy strips to Rebel’s plate.

Mikey’s dishing out large portion of eggs on Lucy’s plate while coming to Raph’s defense, “Yeah, nothing’s wrong sweet cheeks, we’re just trying to make your morning a good one.”.

Donnie sets small plates of toast and muffins in front of each of the women, planting a kiss to Rebel’s forehead as he sets her plate down.

Lucy and Val exchange glances.

Finally, as a green hand slides over her shoulder to add slices of orange to her morning tea, Valerie has had enough of the odd behavior and quickly places her hand over the steaming cup, blocking the attempt.

“Okay, that’s it. What’s going on. Ya’ll are acting strange”, she asks directly at the blue eyes staring at her in surprise.

Leonardo sighs and rolls his eyes, this woman is going to be the death of him, “Why are you suspicious of everything?”.

Valerie just sits staring at him.

After several tense moments of them silently staring at one another, the Leo brings the stalemate to a close with a sigh, “Fine. Look, we know this whole situation hasn’t been easy on you ladies. Your lives have been turned upside down. We wanted to make your morning easy and enjoyable. Plus, we have a surprise for you.”.

At the mention of a surprise, the cautious faces of the ladies brightened a little. “A surpise?”, squeaks Lucy in glee, “You blokes don’t keep us waiting, what is it?”.

A broad proud smile pulls at Mikey’s face, “Angel Cakes, you’re going to love this! We are throwing at Halloween party and you get to be my date!”.

“Wait! What?”, Rebel exclaims in disbelief around the bite of eggs in her mouth, “Are you guys being serious?”.

Donnie takes a sip from his coffee mug before sliding a seat up beside Rebel. Sitting down, he loops his long arm around her shoulder, “It’s already planned out and guests invited. Now, we just need to come up with costumes.”.

The atmosphere around the table changes, the heavy down-cast mood lifts, and everyone is excited to discuss the event.

It is decided that the women will order parts of their costumes online have them shipped to April’s apartment. They’ll get to spend the day there getting ready and enjoying a bit of sunlight, something that they have truly been missing. Later that night, they’ll be escorted to the party location by Chief Vincent and several other officers to ensure their safety.

Mikey and Lucy decide to do a couples themed costume. As they discuss the logistics of their idea, Raphael grows a little jealous of their excitement. A couples theme…huh…something he thought he would never have the opportunity to do in his life.

Later, as he helps Kassie back in bed, he asks if they could do a couples theme as well…which shocks the hell out of Kassie. She never imagined her rough ninja would be so sentimental. She readily agrees to allow him to pick their couples theme, which makes his face light up like the sun.

As they are discussing their theme, there’s a knock at Raph’s door. Lucy peeks her head into the room and asks, “Ready to discuss our girl costumes? Val and Rebel will be in to join us as soon as they are done washing the dishes.”.

“Dat’s my cue ta leave”, Raph states as he skirts around Lucy to leave the room.

“An actual American Halloween party!”, Lucy exclaims as Raphael shuts the door behind him, “I’m gobsmacked. I haven’t been to a costume party in years.”

“I’m just excited to get to spend the day at April’s apartment and seeing the sun for a bit”, Kassie replies.

The two women chatter excitedly as another knock is heard at Raphael’s door.

“Come in”, Kassie calls from the bed, where Raphael has propped her up and tucked her in for comfort.

Leonardo and Donatello enter looking sheepish and awkward. This should be interesting, Kassie thinks as she studies their body language.

Leo clears his throat, keeps his eyes on the ceiling, and starts to speak, “We’d like to ask your advice, ladies. We’d like to know what kind of things Rebel and Valerie might be…uh…well, you see we’d like to…ummm….”.

Donatello rubs the back of his neck and stares at the floor as he speaks up to help finish Leo’s failing sentence, “We’d like to impress them with our cosplay choices. Are there any genres or themes that they would appreciate?”

Kassie and Lucy fight to hold in their giggles at the obvious discomfort of the two males asking how to impress their friends. Kassie keeps her face as neutral as possible as she replies, “Aw, that’s sweet guys, I’m sure Lucy and I can help you pinpoint something that will interest them.”

Moments later Valerie and Rebel pass Donatello and Leonardo exiting the room.

As the two women join their friends on Raphael’s bed to discuss their wardrobe plans, Rebel has to ask, “Why did I just over hear Donnie stating that he needed to pull out his welding equipment? What is that industrious turtle up to?”.

Lucy and Kassie exchange looks and bright smiles. “Ohhhh, nothing.”, Kassie replies in a sing-song voice as Lucy snickers in the background.

“Okay, so what are we all dressing as? Should we do a group theme?”, Valerie asks as she falls onto the bed.

“Mikey and I are doing a couples costume”, Lucy replies back.

“Interesting enough, Raph and I are too.”, adds Kassie, “So, sorry, no group theme, Val”.

“Fine. I guess I can go to my standard ideas comic hero or video game character.”, the burnette replies nonchantlantly.

“What do you see Donatello getting hard over?”, Rebel inquires to the group.

“A computer or a tool?”, Lucy chuckles jokingly.

Kassie scrunches up her face at the suggestion, “Mmmm..maybe you could a naughty nurse?”.

Rebel piffs at the suggestion, “I’m that every day, I want something to really knock him on his shell and have him worshipping at my feet.”.

Valerie rolls on to her back and throws her arms under her head for support, “The boy’s a gamer. I’m on his system all the time, he plays WoW like me, hell, he even plays a Warlock like me. You know, those Warlocks have a very sexy succubus minion. I bet he’s watched that animation many-a-time and thought it would be interesting to have one in real life to play with. She’d be easy enough to replicate, add some horns, some wings, a corset bustier and a whip and you’re golden”.

Rebel smiles wide…”Ohhhhhh….I likey”.

To be continued.... part 2

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wynndigogh · 2 years

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So, how do you like your beastly men?

Armed and ready? Or, soft and purring?

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waterstar2016 · 1 year

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IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY?!?!?!?

Wishing you the happiest of birthdays my beautiful friend 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘

It is. 😊

Thank you!!!

#bday wishes #turtlebabe83

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anandkumaryadav7 · 1 year

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"Be slow, not idle."

Don’t be in a rabbit race because there are a lot of rabbits that just run fast without a proper destination and sometimes in frightened, and at last, they lost their motivation and give up all time. Be in a turtle race who move slowly with a lot of experiences that elevate them to reach their final destination.

Don’t be a successor of a fast lane because it is built by someone who never followed a fast lane; they decided to build something that becomes a fast lane and follow by crowds, so build your slow lane that blazes the trail.

#success #active mile #lifecoach #action #gogoodtalks #todayquotes #quotes #reptile #turtlebabe83

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oozedninjas · 4 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/turtle-babe83/667477062564593664/could-you-write-about-what-raph-would-do-if-you

Found a shark week fic by turtlebabe83, hope you feel better soon.

Thank you very much, hun🥺💜

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turtle-babe83 · 2 years

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Can you do another mating season with Leonardo X F reader

Per our messages: Where it's mating season and the reader doesn't see 'it' coming?

😈😈😈😈

Yours to Take

Leo x F!Reader

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

Leonardo was an ideal mix of stern leader and silly goofball. You loved that he was so serious about his duties but could cut loose with you and make you laugh. He was the perfect boyfriend. Dependable, attentive, kind and oh so handsome.

So…who the hell was this shoving you against the wall of the sewer tunnel, his hot breath moistening the back of your neck? Whose snout was breathing your scent into his lungs and expelling growls of desire? Levelheaded Leo would never be so forward. You had just ventured into the realm of physical intimacy as a couple and your first time together was sweet and soft. The kind of lovemaking you would expect from a gentleman such as Leo. That's what you liked. That's what you wanted. Wasn't it?

The next moan to echo against the thick concrete walls was long and needy...and it was yours.

"Leo!" you gasped as his teeth raked over the throbbing pulse in your neck.

He pressed his hips harder against you and his erection nestled in your legging-covered ass. A gush of liquid lust dampened your panties, and he groaned as if he knew. You had to swallow hard at the desperate sounds coming from him.

Leo panted beside your ear, grinding his thickness harder between your cheeks as best he could, "M-mate...need...god I need you!"

"What?"

Your question went unanswered as he suddenly ripped you from the wall and lifted you into his strong arms. You closed your eyes tight and held on as he raced back to the lair and didn't slow until he reached his bedroom and locked the door behind him. You stumbled across the room and turned to finally get a good look at your terrapin beau.

Leo's eyes were dilated, and his breathing was ragged. He sniffed at the air much like an animal scenting the wind. And that's when it hit you. He was very much behaving like an animal...in rut. Oh shit.

“Leo?” you whimpered, embarrassed by how desperate your voice sounded. “Leo, do you, um…is this…god…are you in heat?!”

He squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying to get himself under control. When he opened them again, there was a tinge of embarrassment in his expression. His fists clenched and unclenched over and over as he looked anywhere but at you.

Finally, he spoke, “Y/n, I-uh-I’m so sorry about this. My behavior is inexcusable. I’m going to try to stay right here so you can leave. Don’t come back for about a week, even if I call and beg,” he winced at that, “and for the love of pizza, do not run. I’m hardwired to give chase.”

You stared at him for a long moment fiddling with the hem of your shirt. If you left now, he would be okay, right?

“What do you usually do when this time comes around?” you whispered.

Leo looked pained. He gestured loosely with his hand but the implication was clear: he jerked himself off.

“Does it help?” you asked, curious. Apparently, you couldn’t just take the opening he gave you to leave. But did you really want to? What would it be like to have the wilder, rawer side of Leonardo between your legs?

His laugh was forced and on the edge of hysterical as he struggled visibly to control himself against his urges.

“Does it help? Does it help?!” he repeated, incredulous. “Like trying to quench a wildfire with a bottle of water.”

He looked at you then, maddening lust darkening his brilliant blue eyes, and gave you one last plea, “Go now.”

But your mind, you realized, had been made up the moment he said he needed you. He didn’t know it yet, but you loved him, truly loved him. And by god, you would do whatever he needed you to do. You shook your head and started stripping swiftly. One rumbled churr was all the warning you got, then you were naked and beneath him on his bed. You weren’t sure how he managed to shuck his own apparel so fast but there was no time to think about it further, not when his mouth was sealed over yours and he was kissing you like his life depended on it. Perhaps his sanity did. Coherent thought left you as your senses came alive under his skillful hands. Mmm, he smelled so good. Why did he smell so good? You wanted to drink him in. When you tore your mouth from his to gulp for air, he moved to your collarbone to nip and lick at your tender flesh.

“Leo,” you sighed, cradling the back of his head as he traveled down to lavish attention on your breasts.

A deep churr vibrated against your lower abdomen as he settled over you. He sucked in a mouthful of boob, rubbing his tongue roughly against the hard pebbled nipple. You ran your heels languidly up and down the backs of his thighs as you savored the pull of his lips and the heat it generated below. All too soon, he was on the move again. Kisses trailed down your belly and tickled your hipbones, until finally he paused, hovering over your damp core. You bit your lip, watching and waiting, feeling more liquid leak down to your crack as he stared so intensely. Then his brilliant blue eyes lifted to yours and your breath caught.

“I’m going to fucking devour you,” he whispered, simply.

You had to bite your fist to keep from moaning too loud as he dove in with ferocious intensity. You were sure that he was writing out a poem in Japanese with his tongue and you were grateful to be his parchment. Every swipe, every flick of his tongue was efficient and effective with flawless accuracy. It was too much and yet not enough as you climbed closer to ecstasy. His strong arms held your body immobile as you tried to buck and roll your hips. Even in this state of mind, Leonardo was in complete control.

When he worked a finger inside you and curled it just so, you came with a shout of his name. He latched onto your clit and suckled gently as you rode out your release. Turning his head, he pressed a press to your inner thigh, then pulled his finger clear of your pussy and popped it in his mouth. His eyes closed as he sucked your juices from the digit, savoring your taste. Then he sat up and looked over your flushed body with a sinful smile.

Leo licked his lips and murmured, “I’m glad you stayed, but you really don’t know what you’ve just agreed to.”

“Marathon sex?” you giggled.

He wrapped his hand around his bobbing cock and gave it a firm jerk. A bit of precum spilled over and he smeared it around the tip. He rolled you over and you happily raised your ass in the air, head and shoulders low in anticipation. Leo lined himself up behind you and shoved his cock to the hilt, holding there for a moment with fingers tight on your hips.

“Marathon doesn’t begin to cover it, love. You’re gonna need to call into work this week and probably a few days after. I don’t know if you’ll be able to walk,” he explained. Then he leaned over your back and whispered in your ear, “I’m gonna fuck you nearly nonstop for hours.”

Then he pulled nearly out, slamming back home with enough force to scoot you forward a few inches across the mattress. Thinking quickly, you pressed your hands to the headboard and braced yourself. His thrusts were jarring but effective on the heels of your first orgasm of the night. He was striking every nerve ending as he sank deliciously deep. The room was filled with the steady slap of skin on skin, his constant churring and your breathless moans. As his pace picked up and he rocked you hard enough to damn near raise your haunches off the bed, you felt that familiar tingle begin anew.

“Leo!” you groaned. “I’m gonna-I’m gonna cum again!”

Leo grunted, slipped an arm under your right leg and lifted it, opening you wider for his assault.

“Me too!” he gasped, hips stuttering.

Then suddenly, you felt the heat of his release filling you up. He strained and pushed his cock as deep as he could.

“You okay?” he asked in a strained voice.

You were a little frustrated that you hadn’t cum yet but since he did technically give you one beforehand, you figured it was fair so you nodded. But then, you realized he was still lodged within your walls and hard as stone. Leo pressed several kisses across your upper back and shoulders, and then he began to thrust again. Your combined fluids made you even slicker and he held your hips flush to his groin, bucking up fast and sure. Your orgasm rose back to the surface rapidly and sounds emanated from your throat that you didn’t even know you could make.

“Didn’t really think we were done yet, did you? I warned you it was nonstop,” he muttered, apologetically. “Let’s see how many times you can cum on my cock tonight, shall we?”

As your walls tightened and legs shook from the force of another beautiful release, you began to babble about how good he was to you and how much you loved him. Leo reached down and circled your clit through it all, pressing his cheek to your sweaty back.

“I love you, too,” he burst out, nuzzling your skin. “My mate. Mine.”

You could only agree, sobbing from the intensity of your pleasure.

“Yours. God, I’m all yours!”

His cock continued to plunge in and out as cum slid down your thighs. He knew there was no going back after this mating season. You were bound together now and he would never let you go. Not that he needed to worry.

It was exactly where you wanted to be.

💙

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scholastic-dragon · 1 year

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Okay, I’m loving the Christmas prompts!!

Can I please ask for Raph (tmnt of course) with scenario 1: decorating the tree and dialogue 40: “Will you make me a hot chocolate?” - “Name all the reindeer and I will.”

Congratulations on 500 followers!! 🥳🥳🥳

Friend you are one of my favorite people on this app, of course I will do it! And thank you!!

Raph x Gn!reader

Tmnt Stocking Stuffers

Hot Chocolate Kisses

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: oblivious idiots, turtle kisses!!, spelling mistakes,

Summary: Raph helps you decorate the tree

"Stop being a sour puss and help me!" You chided, moving your step stool for the third time.

You had invited Raph over to help you decorate your new Christmas tree, well, more like had to bribe him with food and begged him because you couldn't reach the top to put the star on.

He was lounging on your couch, failing to hide his wide grin at watching you try to hang lights on your tree.

It seemed he was more interested in watching you struggle with the lights.

You'd just moved into a new apartment and bought a new tree to fill the corner by your fireplace. It was perfect, until you actually checked the height and realized your mistake.

If you were honest, it was a great excuse to get some one on one time with your crush, normally one or more of his brothers would also be in the room. Not that you didn't like them or didn't want to hangout with them, but your crush on the big brute was driving you insane and you couldn't gage if he felt the same.

He always had this annoying chill persona on, nothing bothered him or got to him but he had no problem complaining or mocking you when he felt like it.

As you peer over your shoulder at him, sitting on your couch, legs spread too far for it to be comfortable, one large arm dropped across the back of the couch, you prayed your face wasn't as red as his mask.

Why did he have to be that buff?

"Alright, alright, if ya stop yelling at me I will," He stands, coming up to your step ladder, taking the lights from your hands and easily reaching up and hooking it in the branches.

"There, now will you stop complain-" He turned his head to mock you more, but noticed just how close he suddenly was.

For the first time you were eye level and he could see all the individual colors that made up your eyes. Your skin wad glowing in the light from your fireplace.

Man, he had it bad for you.

You stared deep into his green eyes, gushing over how the flames flickered across his green face, noticing all the little knicks and scars on his face.

His eyes were wide and for the first time since knowing him, he actually looked.....vulnerable.

You shakily exhaled, licking your now very dry lips.

"Do you want something to eat or drink?" You blurt out, mentally smacking yourself. Why are you talking?! Just kiss him!

He shakes his head, taking a step back, rubbing his hands on his sweatpants. "Um, yeah, I wouldn't mind something, I guess,"

Great going, you just ruined the moment.

You step off the ladder, now very small compared to him. You saw his walls go back up and that annoying persona come back.

He smirked, staring down at you. "Will you make me a hot chocolate?"

You scoff, pushing past him toward the kitchen. "Name all the reindeer and I will."

Reaching the the cabinet, you pull out two Christmas mugs and start making the drinks.

It takes a minutes for the water to boil and you take deep breaths to calm your racing heart. You were so close, were you scared to make the first move? What if he rejected you?

You shake your head, even if he did reject you he wouldn't be an ass about it like your other ex crushes. But what if he did like you? That'd be a fun conversation you'd have to have with your parents.

The water was finally boiling and your poured an almost even amount into each mug, then getting the powder packets and pouring them in.

Raph saunters in, leaning over your shoulder. "Smells great,"

"Thanks," You smile, trying to not enjoying how your side is practically pressed against his chest.

"Are you putting crushed up candy canes in it?" He steps back, noticing how you tensed momentarily.

"Yeah, I'm a sucker for it, have you ever had it?" You hand him his mug, his large hand brushing against yours as he takes it.

"Yeah, I have, but it wasn't on purpose, Mikey has a tendency to just put stuff together and then not tell us," He rolled his eyes at the memory with a small laugh, taking a careful sip.

You giggled, knowing full well he's done the same to you.

"This is really good," He smiles at you, a genuine smile, not the smirks or cocky face he makes when he gets his way.

Now would be a great time to kiss him-

"I'm gonna go finish the tree," Setting the mug down you turn on your heel and head out of the kitchen.

What's wrong with you?! So what, there's a 50/50 chance he'll reject you? That's better then crushing on him for years and years, acting as his best friend.....until he might eventually find someone else to like....then you'll have to support him while silently suffering.

You shake the thoughts from your head, opening up the decorations box and pulling out ornaments.

You start putting them up, trying to not look back at Raph, wherever he might be.

You get the bottom and middle down, you hear Raph sit back down on the couch.

You can't tell if it's a comfortable silence between you or if you both have no idea what to say.

You climb up the step ladder, putting up the ornaments. You reach out to place one of the very edge of the tree, but you're wearing socks and your foot slips on the metal.

It's so fast, you're headed straight for the floor then, staring up at Raph. He jumped from the couch, rush to your side, spun you around in his arms and is now holding you a fee feet from the ground.

"Are ya alright? Yer not hurt?" He voice is low, eyes scanning your face.

You shake your head, hesitantly placing your shaking hands on his shoulders. "No, I'm....I'm alright, I just slipped,"

Raph stared down at you, so small in his arms, clinging to him in the glow of your stupidly nice electric fireplace.

He moved before his brain could talk it out of him, messily pressing his lips to yours, hoping the small gasp you let out wasn't a bad sign.

He pulled back far too quickly, leaving you shocked, red faced, with wide eyes. "I...I'm sorry, I should-"

You cut him off, cupping his face in your hands and pulling him back in for a more controlled kiss. His arms tightened around you, engulfing your waist. He straightened up, pulling you with him, keeping you flush against his chest.

You pulled away, unfortunately, needing air, panting and giggling softly in his face.

"I'm really hopin' that means ya like me too," Raph breathlessly laughed, eyes shining with hope.

You nod happily. "Yes, I do, I really like you," You press three quick pecks to his lips.

"Does that mean I can ask ya to be mine?"

"Recite all the lines from '12 days of Christmas' and I'll think about it,"

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