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[morela3]

Omg guys I figured out how to open up tasks! So, who do I write for:

Disclamier, I mosty write with FEM pov in my mind, so please specify if you want other gender POV 😇

- Brahms Heelshire, ofc we stan stinky wall man

-TMNT: Donnie and Leo, every verse, Raph Bayverse, but mostly I write for Donnie 2012 every unhinged thing but well..

-Ninjago: Kai, Lloyd, Cole (Cole x male reader)

- Dispach: Waterboy (plsplsplsIlovewetpatheticman), Robert, Visi, Prism and Malevola (pls xfemreader)

-kny: of course my bbg Genya but also Tanjirou and Zenistu

-Gravity Falls: ofc Ford...I suffer from old man brainrot

-Criminal Minds: Aaron, Spencer, JJ, Emily, Penelope

-Project Hail Mary: Ryland of course, but also with BloodyMary

-Marvel: Bruce,Steave, Wanda Natasha, Peter, Venom and Deadpool, Spider-Man (Yes it's intentional that they're next to each other)

As you can see, I like pathetic men and strong woman, so if something like this is on your mind don't be afraid to ask about it even if it's not for the fandoms that I wrote above.

I can write original male x orginal female even, or with any ship if you land in the kink field I'm good for so....good luck

[morela3]

first time makeout session with teen ford👉👈 the reader being the one leading him since I know ford never kissed anyone besides that kiss bot he invented

Yesyesyes I love teen Ford, he's just a cute nerdy boy (with a little narcissistic and autistic sprinkle to it)

Anywhizzle,

I made it fem reader, if you had something else in mind please tell me ♥️

It was kind of awakard, beeing friends with Ford and Fiddleford while also juggling your other social circle. It's not like you were popular, you were just nice and people enoyed talking to you. That's what made Ford tic accualy. You and him had a history since both of you started this goddamn university. He wanted a schoolarship. You wanted a schoolarship. That made him your enemy...well until Fiddleford somehow made you two able to talk like a normal human beeings and not wolfes trying to rip each others apart.

And so it started. Luches, study sessions, game nights in their dorm that usually ended up with you and Fidds high out of your mind and Ford rolling his eyes on you two. Mister goodie gold shoes...

Cupping his cheeks you licked your lips slowly. He was trembling...well, what else would you expect from a nerd, who probably never touched any woman in his life. Well he did touch one right now...and he was absolute nervous mess. Just how you like'em.

well he wasn't so good now.

"Hey, just relax... it's just a kiss.." You whispered quietly, your warm breath made the hair on his back stand up at attention.

"e-easy for you to say, you're probably used to this-" he mumbled you pinched his cheek playfully.

Before he could protest, or open his mouth to make another awakard comment you moved forvard. Turning your face to the side so your noses won't smash together and so you won't make his glasses you love so much fall off, you pressed your lips against his. Stanford tensed up.... before relaxing so abruptly a quiet sigh singed against your lips.

You smiled against him slightly before licking his lips gently and beconing him closer. Ford, honest to God, whined, his tounge awakardly moving to join yours. It felt like electricy was sparkling from his lips, making molten lava pool in his lover belly. He groaned when you cupped his face and let your tounge circle his, showing him how to do that, how to kiss, or was that entrance to heaven?

When you pulled away he almost begged you to come back, string of saliva conecting us together.

"see? It wasn't so hard after all..."

Stanford looked up at you like you hung stars in the sky, his glasses sliding slightly down his red nose. Well, maybe kissing wasn't hard, but he definetely was.

[johnny-depp-is-loved]

[deadlyflan]

For my people.

[cocoahun]

First time:P

MDNI!

I lowkey lost the request for this one, but these are hcs on the Bay!Turtles (separately) with reader's first time (who's a lil insecure). I'm thinking of sorting out a schedule for my posts because while every 2-4 days is alright, it's a little stressful. Anyway, read on!

Tags: Bay!tmnt x reader, fem reader, first time fucking, hella dry humping, Oral f!receiving (Raph), Thigh riding (Mikey), Oral m!receiving (Donnie), poorly described turtle anatomy, not proofread, I got so burnt out

Leo

He’s incredibly respectful about anything remotely sexual, this guy is a stickler for rules and boundaries and doesn’t push anything. He actually doesn’t think much about the sexual side of your relationship because it just doesn’t cross his mind, the way your dynamic comes off is very elderly-couple vibes even from the get go. That’s not to say the leader in blue doesn’t have urges, though. Sometimes he catches himself looking at you and has to force down any and all indecent thoughts that come to the forefront of his mind.

The way you both get to the point of your first time is entirely by accident. Leo wanted it to be perfectly planned out, romantic and scheduled in accordance with your availability, but that went wayyy down the drain when you came over to the lair one evening. His brothers were out on patrol, Splinter was god knew where, he had no responsibilities for once and you were sitting on his bed. How could Leo not kiss you? One thing led to another and you’re both confronted with your first time…

You had both been at it for a while. Hot, open mouthed kisses, the feeling of Leo’s wandering hands, the feel of his thick, muscled thigh pushed up flush against your crotch. He pulled away with his eyes half lidded, searching yours for any sign of discomfort. You were conflicted. The dull throbbing between your legs screamed at you to hurry up and get rid of the panties Leo hadn’t taken off yet, but another, louder voice was telling you to hide and never come out ever again. As long as you could remember the idea of your first time had been absolutely terrifying. It had only become worse with time; the internet, societal expectations and friends of friends’ experiences all contributed to how people viewed sex, and you were, quite frankly, scared. The grainy videos circling through guy’s group chats of unrealistic bodies and exaggerated moaning and really really questionable tropes didn’t help at all. You knew Leo. You knew how sweet he was, how he took care of you and you had no doubt in your mind about trusting him with something like this. However, there was the nagging fear that refused to leave you. You silently cursed humanity for becoming so prudish about nudity and not teaching you about what your first time would actually be like, or what was right or wrong or anything at all. Leo kissed your neck and you shivered, rolling your clothed heat up into his hard dick where it rested against your thigh. Your panties were soaked through, sticking to you and covered in a mixture of Leo’s pre and your own wetness. God, it wasn’t this difficult for nature. Most of it consisted of getting on all fours, fucking for like two minutes and being done with it. You sighed. Leo reached to brush your face.

“Are you… Do you want us to stop? I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable, sweetheart.” He was breathing heavily, an oddly pained look on his face that told you he was definitely struggling to control himself. You looked down. He’d taken your top off, and your pants, but left your underwear on. The feel of him rock-hard against your clothed pussy was making you squirm.

“I’m okay. Yeah, I’m…”

Leo frowned at the millisecond of hesitation that marked your words. He cupped your face. “Talk to me. I’ll stop right now if you don’t want this, yeah?” He breathed out, leaning his face down closer and moving himself back a little, away from between your legs to give you space.

You shook your head hurriedly, reaching up to touch his plastron. “No, I don’t want you to stop. I’m just… y’know. Nervous.”

“Good nervous or bad nervous?”

“Both? I don’t know.” You exhaled, squeezing your legs together around the thigh he’d moved away to get him to come closer again. “I’m scared,” you whispered, eyelashes casting shadows on your cheeks when you looked down. “I don’t want you to see, but I also really want um-” you burned with embarrassment. Leo understood what you were saying, and he didn’t like the tone of insecurity creeping into your voice. He kissed your forehead.

“Listen to me. Listen, okay?” He kissed your cheek. His cock was throbbing and he swore he could feel the pulse of your pussy just from where his dick rested. “We’re doing this slow. You trust me, right?” You nodded. “You have nothing to be scared of me seeing. I love you. You love me. I was scared about you not being exactly okay with my own situation, I mean- different anatomy- but you made me feel good about it. Let me make you feel good.” Leo’s voice dropped an octave as he spoke. He gently rutted against your clothed cunt once more, getting you to squirm and let slip a wanton moan. His hands trailed down to your panties. He glanced up at you once to make sure you were okay with it, before peeling the thin, sticky, semi-transparent fabric from your slick soaked pussy. He groaned. “Oh. You’re so… such a pretty pussy. Come here. Yeah, come here gorgeous.” Leo was going to fuck all the worry from your mind and then some.

Raph

He’s thought about fucking you before, but is at first too worried about hurting you to actually initiate anything beyond making out. Is likely more insecure than he gives off, that man loves getting you all flustered but has no clue how to deal with the aftermath. Your first time isn’t exactly planned. However, you both do have a lengthy conversation about how it’d work and the prep required in the first place.

Raph is the type to forego internet research, but will very awkwardly ask Donnie what to do because why would he need the internet when he has the equivalent in the form of his brother that doesn’t save search history? He does try to be all casual and hypothetical about it, but Donnie definitely knows why his brother’s suddenly asking about that kinda stuff. The red turtle has come across one or two outrageously explicit videos before, though. He will reassure you a million times over because he gets it. Eventually your first time creeps up on you and he finds himself with his head between your legs…

“Fuck. I can smell you.” Raph’s big hands were on your hips, rubbing little circles on them. It relaxed you a little, but you were still stressed out and were struggling not to shut your thighs in embarrassment. The idea of him so close to your cunt freaked you out and turned you on all at once. You’d been in this position before, but the knowledge that this time was for real was gnawing at your gut. The gooey slick collecting between your legs was only increased by Raph’s small, warm huffs against your panties. The anticipation was killing you, you could feel your thighs trembling and your hands shake as you stared down at Raph’s face between your legs. He was salivating, eyes fixated on where the damp patch in your panties grew bigger.

“Don’t say it like that,” you whined. He chuckled and experimentally licked over where the fabric clung to your pussy. You jerked your hips up, squeezing your thighs together reflexively in humiliation. Raph groaned, prying your thighs apart away from around his head. He noticed your trembling and paused. “Baby. You’re shaking.” You shook your head, keeping your head turned away as your face flushed with heat. Raph slid a hand up to gently hold onto one of your own, moving up enough to kiss your lower stomach. You were so desperate it was making your thoughts fuzzy, but even then the dull prick of anxiety shot through your stomach and made your skin clammy and cold while the temperature between your legs stayed hot. The contrast was making you feel almost feverish.

“Sweetheart. Hey. What’s wrong, hm? It too much? You know I ain’t gonna do anything if it’s too much.”

You clung onto his hand for comfort, taking a few little breaths. “I’m scared. I’ve never done- you know. It’s a lot but in a good way?” The furrow in Raph’s brow relaxed as you clung tight and didn’t flinch away. He was scared of being too much, too big, too overwhelming. The last thing he wanted was to scare you off, but it looked like you were adamant about him staying right where he was. Your mind was at war with itself while your body had the straightforward objective of getting his cock in you. Raph kissed your lower stomach reverently, trailing the kisses down.

“I gotcha. I always gotchu, you know that, right?” You nodded your head and he kissed where your panties started. “Use your words hon.”

“Mhm. Yeah. You have me. You got me.” The affirmation was more for yourself than in response to him, but your breathing slowed and your trembling slowly lessened as Raph squeezed your hand and waited. Raph huffed against your pussy again, licking once when he felt like you were more prepared. You moaned in encouragement and he pulled your sticky panties to the side, groaning lowly as he pushed his thick tongue into your hole and lapped at your wetness. You rolled your hips, still clutching desperately onto his hand as he sloppily ate you out. His other hand’s thumb rubbed against the rim of the tight ring of muscle, before sliding slowly into your pussy with a squelch. He moved his mouth away from your clit with a loud slurp, saliva stringing between your pussy and his lips. You moaned obscenely, just his finger was enough to have you grinding down, already stretched out.

“Don’t you worry. I’m gonna take care of you,” Raph mumbled dazedly into your pussy, replacing his thumb with his index and making a beckoning motion that had your walls twitching and fluttering. His own hard dick slid in a pool of its own pre against the mattress and he grunted, rocking his hips as he stretched you out with his fingers. Raph was going to take care of everything.

Donnie

This guy has looked at every single online forum and alternate source of information possible. He’s a scientist, he’s well acquainted with bodily functions, but in practice it’s a little different. He’s similar to Leo in that he completely forgets about sex as a whole and then it just hits him that you both might do it one day. Is incredibly respectful and tentative with the sexual side of your relationship. However, he’s had all sorts of fantasies about you and has needed to sit with himself and a hard-on in silence more than once after you’ve been down to the lair. He’s the type to wait until you bring it up while being in absolute agony trying to suppress his urges.

Is absolutely resolute on needing to talk to you about it before and go over his own anatomy. He’s slightly scared of being rejected, but you love and trust him and he chills out about it. Your first time starts with the lab… (cause duh)

You were in one of Donnie’s worn shirts, nestled in his lap. You were waiting for him to finish his work and, in the process, had begun to fall asleep with your cheek smushed against his shoulder. Donnie was laser focused on his work, but he had started slowing down when he realised you were falling asleep. He paused his work every thirty minutes or so to kiss your temple and mumble something about being done soon. You huffed and sat back the third time you stirred awake and found yourself still stuck on his lap at his desk. Donnie rubbed your back guiltily.

“Hey, love. Did I wake you?”

You groaned and flopped back into his chest dramatically. You sleepily kissed his neck and Donnie froze, staying utterly still as you irritatedly smooched up his jaw and onto his cheek. “You,” kiss “said,” kiss “you’d,” kiss “be done soon!” Donnie’s expression softened and he found himself grabbing your face so you’d kiss him properly. The two of you melted into one another until Donnie’s other hand left his worktop and rested against your waist. You scooted closer on his lap, hand resting on his plastron and other hand against his shoulder; Donnie made a noise when your chest brushed up to press against his. Ten minutes later you were on your knees staring up at him. Determination filled you; if he wasn’t going to make good on his promises to finish up you were going to encourage him. His large, calloused palm was flush with your cheek, and his glasses were foggy. He was biting his lip. Donnie watched with his breath held in suspense as you nuzzled your face into his crotch, the warm air making him shudder. You tugged at his sweats and he fumbled to help you slide them off. He was panting from the way you kitten-licked his cloaca. God, you were perfect; he’d insisted you didn’t need to do anything for him, that he hadn’t wanted to make you uncomfortable, but you were adamant. He kept his hand on top of your head, petting you and mumbling assurances as you experimentally sucked.

“So good. You’re so good. Just like that. Sweet girl.” His voice cracked when he fully dropped and you felt the slightly slick feeling of his cock resting against your face. He was staring down at you with adoration in his eyes.

“Donnie- ah- Donnie, hold on…” Donnie had you back on his lap. He’d pulled you back up before he had the chance to cum, wanting to return the favour. His eyes were half lidded with lust and he thumbed over your hard nipples as he rocked his cock against you. You were humping his cock needily, the sleepy haze hadn’t yet left you and the pulsing in your pussy as he got you to grind down on his dick dragged you into another kind of haze. His hands were slipping down to palm your hot, achy pussy and you whined. “Donnie, you don’t need to I-” The purple turtle kissed your cheek slowly, glasses bumping against your cheekbone. He panted.

“I can- I’m sorry, I can stop. You want me to stop?” He looked down where the crotch of your panties were covered in a hefty coating of your own slick and his precum and made a low sound you swore sent vibrations up your cunt. His dick was shoved under the soft cotton and flush with your heat, the pretty fabric held his cock to you as you both rubbed against one another.

“No, no, I don’t want you to stop. I… If we keep going I- I don’t wanna disappoint you.” You whispered it reluctantly, as though you’d been thinking about it for a long time. Donnie paused. “Is that what you’re worried about?” You slowly nodded, ducking your head. He cupped your face. “You could never disappoint me. You’re perfect. You’ve done so well learning about me and adjusting to my needs; let me take care of yours. I want to, if you’ll let me. Let me prove how perfect you are.” You shyly nodded, forehead pressed to his.

Mikey

Two words: Dirty minded. I mean, Shell tightening?? This guy is so down bad for you in every single way it’s almost painful. His love is sweet and innocent and as bright as the sun at the start of you guys’ relationship, and you both get comfortable making crappy ‘that’s what she said’ jokes at one another. You can joke about sex, but Mikey is secretly terrified that when it comes to the actual thing he won’t know what to do. Like Raph he has also stumbled across some wild videos and been permanently scarred for life.

He’s made out with you tons of times, the two of you have strayed into dangerous territory more than once and every time Mikey has felt more and more confident about the prospect of a first time. He was scared at first, but now he’s needy on the low. Is incredibly respectful and will wait until you express your want of it, but is bouncing off the walls with need for his pretty girl. Your first time is perfectly set up by one of the tangerine turtle’s date night ideas…

“Aaaand open them!” Mikey took his hands off your eyes and gestured dramatically to the pillow fort he’d constructed. You squealed in excitement, looking up at Mikey and then back at the abundance of pillows and blankets.

“Movie date?” Mikey nodded in response, “Movie date, girl. Please, ah-ah, hold your applause. This way babe.” He led you to the centre of the mass of blankets. There was an assortment of snacks and several drink options set down next to them, condensation beading at their sides and slipping down to form watery rings on the little table Mikey had set everything out on.

The movie was long forgotten halfway in. Mikey was watching you lean into his side. You had a knee hiked up over his thick thigh, he was tracing his three-fingered hand up and down your upper arm. You were restless, feeling a sort of heat creeping up your thighs. Mikey’s every touch felt electric. He was clingy, you knew this, and yet today felt ten times more intimate than it had before. You huffed, lifting your head from where it rested on his shoulder and manoeuvring yourself to sit on his thigh. Mikey’s hands went straight to your hips to steady you.

“Angel. I can’t focus.” You frowned. Mikey gazed up at you where you sat perched on his thigh.

“Whad’you need baby? I can go get you some water? Ooh, ooh, we could totally ditch the movie and look for a game.”

You shook your head in response to both, not quite knowing what you wanted, but knowing that Mikey was the root cause of your restlessness. You leaned down slowly to nudge your nose to his cheek. Mikey’s breath stuttered. “I don’t know. I want you.” You mumbled it in hopes that he wouldn’t hear, but of course he did. His eyes widened, and his hand slowly slid up to your face. “You have me.”

Mikey was grinding you on his thigh. You’d been making out for the better part of an hour, worked up beyond belief and whimpering into each other’s mouths. Mikey’s thick cock had dropped the second he’d felt you humping his thigh. You whined when he squeezed your sensitive tits, pawing at you and flexing his muscular thigh under your pussy to goad you into jerking your hips harder. Mikey felt you struggling and placed a hand on your lower back; he pushed up and pushed you down onto the blankets. He was lost in the softness of your lips, moaning into your mouth and situating himself between your legs. You gasped when he replaced his thigh with his hand and slipped his hand under the fabric of your panties. Your thighs immediately clamped shut around his forearm and you squeaked in surprise. Mikey soothingly rubbed your outer thigh, slipping his hand out from between your legs. “You okay? Did I do something wrong?” You immediately shook your head. Your cheeks heated with embarrassment. “I’m sorry. You haven’t seen uh… down there before ’n I just freaked out for a sec.” Your voice was a whisper; Mikey’s brow furrowed in confusion and sympathy.

“Do you not want me to see?” You ducked your head, nodding once, but responding quickly to reassure him. “It’s not that I don’t want to, ‘m just worried. What if you don’t…” You trailed off, biting your lip anxiously. Mikey kissed your nose to pull you from your thoughts. You broke into a tiny smile.

“Babe. Baby. Love of my life. You’re the prettiest girl in the world. Every bit of you is pretty. Don’t do those ‘what if’s, I’m right here and I’m telling you, nothing about you will ever, ever put me off you, girl.” He kissed between your eyes again, a pure, unfiltered look of love on his face. You exhaled, feeling slightly teary as you pulled him down to kiss you again. Mikey was out to prove he loved every bit of your body.

A/N I'm so exhausted but I hope you like it! Literally any suggestions on how you'd like my posts to be scheduled would be welcome (๑>؂•๑)φ

[morela3]

Okayyy let's go

[morela3]

Hii! Can I request a Donnie2012 x fem reader where reader is obsessed over Donnie, but he's still into April and doesn't notice anything wrong with his "friend" until he gets kidnapped? Maybe he comes over to help with something in the house and we knock him out or drug him... smut preferably..

Omg Yes, Yes, you mach my freak

Anywhizzle,

2012Donnie x fem reader, dark NSFW, uhh dub-con? Reader is a little crazy. It's okay, we will get her therapy later.

You didn't understand... first time you had thoughts like that it scared you. Second time you were ashamed. Now, they seemed like it's just a new reality. Glaring at April obvious to Donnie affection as he rambled her ears off. Who does she think she is? She should be gratefull, not annoyed with him....

And to be honest you hated yourself for those thoughts becouse... it's April! Your friend! She was your friend before everything, before you guys met four, mutant brothers

So the decision is clear. It's Donnie's fault. He needs to learn and understand who he should really like...

Next day everything is ready, you call him over, the excuse of helping you study some advanced chemistry. Od course he agreed, he always did.

But when he tried to explain benzene nitration reaction he started to feel a little...dizzy. So naturally he decided to drink more of the tea I gave him...and suddenly he fell of the chair.

"bhuh...wha...(Y/N) s-something is...wrong..." He slured out, feeling the uncomfortable warmth spreading down, down and pooling deep in his belly like molten lava. Shit, whatever it was it made his cloaca twich, lenght almost ready to drop. His hands scrambled against his croch, trying to cover himslef while looking up and-

You were smiling.

That soft, caring smile as you walked to him and pinned his wrists against his head. Normally it would be hard to do, with his strenght, but right now? He was helpless. And you were still smiling as you nuzzled against his snout, straddling his hips and he gave a quiet whine as his soaked dick dropped from the depths of his cloaca. And you were still smiling as you ground your soaked folds against the unusual shape, making his mind explode in oxytocin, dopamine and endorphins. Shit...he wanted in, he wanted in-

"tell me...who do you love now? Who do you need now...?" You whispered quietly hovering over his tip with a promise of wet, hot and tight salvation he needed so much right now.

"y...ghhhh, Y-you, you, only you, please, please, I can't, I can't-" Donnie whined out, crying before his mind suddenly turned white, eyes rolling back and pleasure whacking his whole body as you slammed him in, before leaking his neck and smirking.

"good answer..."

[morela3]

Okay so guys it's Donnie x FEMreader with 2012Donnie on mind, as usual but with some not usual spice so..

TW: NSFW as always in my fanfics, dub-con, stalker, yandere, slightly painfull sex, mentioning impregancy and slightly forced things, don't worry you're into it, I know you are...

You saw some mistakes, you DIDN'T, and as always you can request things as soon as my brain would know how to do that lol anywhizzle, enoy what my drunk, polish mind decided to create

Usually opening your eyes meant three things. You need to study, you need to work or you slept well. This time it was neither. Your sigh got used to the surounding, simple, plain...abandoned. Bold walls looked at you as your eyes scraped around before you realised...

There was collar on your neck

You were naked and as you moved your arms to cover everything the world had to offer to you--

Not only you had collar....Your arms and legs were bound. Fuck..fuck, okay, so Shredder finally caught you. The only logcal explaniation- wait-

You saw him. Purple bandana. Donnie. You were save, you were-

"So I was wondering what shall I do. Take you as you sleep or normally..I mean you wanted this right?"

huh? You did? I mean you had crush on Donnie for a while but...yeah, maybe a few wet dreams but how would he know-

Wait, what? What's going on? You slowly moved away from his hand as he cupped your cheek. He hummed quietly...and then he parted your legs, resting beetwen them, nuzzling against your neck. Fuck... everything you ever wanted. So suprisingly warm as his breath coated your neck and made your lower belly twist with something you couldn't name. Something only your wet dreams made you feel.

"shh,..shh, its okay.." He whispered quietly to your ear as you felt a preasure against your slick folds....wet. you're wet for him, you realise, wet for someone who kiddnaped you, for someone who prisoned you and yet-

Your walls clenched around him when you saw his eyes roll back, month drop open when you hugged his dick so tightly, revealing the tooth gap you always found cute.

He's inside....

Donnie, cute Donnie, that you listened when he rambled. The one getting overstimulated by things out of his reach. Donnie who you helped feel just right milion of times, when he had his meltdown...

"fuck...ohh my Newton... i-itts better than I...e-expected and..mmgh, p-prepared fooor, oh, stop sqeezing m'gonna-"

That Donnie was inside od you, twiching, spassming and his body almost falling on top of you.

He shuddered and you shivered at his words, as you unconciously sqeezing him tightly, milking his first time inside a real, warm and hot pussy.

"yes...oh god, Yes, fuck, sqeeze me... I'm gonna make you carry my eggs...my babies...gonna be so big with them...and mine, so mnie, only mine-"

He continued to babble and all the thing your already fucked up brain was able to though was...

Silly Donnie, I was already all yours...

[morela3]

I hate how the best ideas come to me at work...if you saw any mistakes ...no you didn't ;)

Donatello x femReader smut guys...a hint of breeding kink and slightly cnc, come get your food, I know we're slowly starving in this fandom 😭

Rythmic 'plap plap plap' filled the air of the already stuffy room. The only source of light was small lamp standing on the nightstand of messy desk. You groaned, it was so hot...sweat rolled down your spine, body felt like it was overheating. New York felt like the hottest place ever this time of year and you decided that the sewers were a little colder. Your boyfriend, Donnie, was here too so...just profits.

You didn't really take in consideration that he didn't see you in a while and didn't exacly slept a lot (read: didn't slept for two days). Cuddles were the option od course but...he needed just a little something to get him to sleep soundly.

So here you are, on his bed, all sweaty and nasty with him hovering over you, stuffing you full of his lenght and need. He pushed in, in, in, as deep as possible, whimpering mess, so cute even when he was currently fucking your brains out. He nuzzled against your neck, nipping on the skin there...

"close..." He mumbled weakly, but your legs didn't let go of his lower shell. He whined in suprise, hips shuttering. "B-baby... I'm... I'm really gonna- hhaa-"

And you still didn't let go, even as his hips moved back in slight panic. No. You wanted it in. You knew he wanted it too, you saw how touchy he was with your lower belly recently.

"honey....baby, m'gonna cum! Fuckfuckfuck-! Gonna cum inside- oooh shit! Ssssso deep, gonna stuff you full-"

he babbled out hips shuttering, stuffing you as full as possible, his tip slamming against that spongy spot inside you, spilling milky white all the way to your womb.

You moaned weakly, walls weakly spassming around him, orgasm washing over you, making your toes curl as your eyes rolled back.

Yup...creampies really were the best

[niicola]

This for all my homies who wanna kiss Caine. Like me. TEEHEE 💋

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Could you potentially do some more 18+ 2012 Donatello? That'd be amazing if you could!

Slow down (18+)

2012!Donatello x reader

A/N: Of course I can do some 18+ 2012!Donatello! I don’t know why, but I often imagine this version of Donnie to be somewhat insecure in the bedroom, if that makes sense. Like, he really wants sex, but his a dorky kinda guy that really worries about what other people think about him in the bedroom, especially when he is sub. I don’t think he would worry about what his partner thinks, but other people (*cough* his brothers *cough*), as if their opinion would make him less of a man. Bullshit! And here you are to prove how much of a man he is, even if whimpers loudly!

All characters are aged up.

Warnings: NG!Reader, blowjob, male sub-ish, whimpering, fear of being heard, loud moaning, swallowing.

Donatello’s thigh muscles tensed up underneath your left hand, where it laid spread out on his green skin. The hand that had been on your head, softly stocking your head, was now down by his side, grabbing onto the bed sheets.

“S- slow down”, he whimpered, his breath laboured as he tried to calm himself down from the pressing feeling you had been causing in his lower half. “Babe, please slow down”.

You pulled back, with the tip of Donnie’s penis still in your mouth, lightly sucking on it as you looked up at him. The sight of you alone was enough to make Donnie moan; his cheeks flushed and his lips parted. Your own cheeks were flushed due to arousal, your eyes hooded and the sides of your mouth hinting at a mischievous smile, with your right hand still wrapped around his base. You were going to be the death of him one of these days…

Donnie was so lost in the sight of you, that he did not see it coming when you moved your mouth down his shaft once more, your right hand moving up and down his base in circular motions, making sure to bump into his cloaca at every downward motion.

Donatello let out a half strangled moan, his knees bending in a jolt. You chuckled with him in your mouth, causing vibrations to move through his most sensitive parts, like electric pleasure, that only intensified with every bob of your head.

“No! Please. (Y/N), slow down”, Donnie whimpered, arching from his bedroom wall. “They’re going to hear…”

But you just hummed at him, continuing your sweet torture. You knew Donnie was fearful of his brothers hearing him whimper, like he was scared to lose face. He did not want his brothers to think that he was being submissive in the bedroom, like it somehow would make him less. But you would argue against that. He was the one getting head in his bedroom, not his brothers. So if they decided to bully him, it would be purely out of jealousy. And you just didn’t care what his brothers were thinking, whatsoever. You loved the sound of Donnie whimpering and moaning because of you, was worth everything in your opinion, and you would not let his insecure brothers get in the way of that.

Donnie’s legs were restless, shaking whenever he tried to hold them still. He would throw his head back against the wall, close his eyes, letting out cruses of painful pleasure. Then he would look back down at you, seeing your eyes watch him, all while you continued to move up and down on him, with sloppy sounds and spit all over him.

“Fuck!”, Donnie whimpered, much louder than he would have liked, but he just couldn’t help it. And neither could he stop himself from buckling his hips against you, subconsciously asking you to go deeper and faster. And you did, taking his as far as you could. And to your delight, Donnie could no longer keep himself quiet.

Donnie tried his best to keep his mouth shut, but it did not stop the loud call of pleasure from escaping his tight pressed lips. He put a hand on your head, with the intention to stop you, but instead he started moving with you. You felt Donnie twitch in your mouth, and with that, he started to give up, talking out loud to you.

“Fuck, (Y/N)! It feels so good!”, he moaned out. “I’m going to cum!”

And that was all you needed to know, letting go of Donnie’s thigh, so you could use both hands on him, like you were milking him dry. And with that came the loudest moan you had heard from Donnie, along with him pleading for you to make him cum. Any thought of his brothers hearing him beg for you was out the window.

“Yes! Fuck! Keep going, (Y/N)! Oh, fuck!”

And with Donnie’s last drawn out curse, came his orgasm like a sledgehammer. You continued to suck on him, as he shot his hot load into you in pulsing robes, coating your mouth and throat. And you drank it all, like it was sweet honey.

The sounds that escaped Donnie could be described by some as pathetic, but not to you. This was the sound you had been working for, and now you were going to enjoy it as you made sure to draw out the moment.

When Donnie’s high started to slow down, leaving him breathless and sweaty, you took his member from your mouth and swallowed what he had given you, before making your way up his body, where you captured Donnie’s lips in a sweet kiss.

“How are you feeling?”, you asked.

“Like you almost sucked my soul out of my dick”, Donnie answered with a weak smile, making you chuckle.

“It was worth it”, you laughed, smiling as you repeated Donnie’s beautiful sounds in your head, promising yourself this wouldn’t be the last time you coached those out of him.

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[orchidsgrowfromthesoul]

when the fic has 10k+ words, fluff, angst, smut right at the end, friends to lovers, character who’s down bad for reader, AND Y/N DOESNT ACT LIKE A CHILD

[morela3]

Uh, so technically I'm in work...here, grab your Donnie smut drabble. As usual wrote with 2012 in mind but you can read it as you want.

Fem reader 🫡 SMUT UNDER THE CUT

Minors DNI

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Well, beeing best friend to a mutant like Donnie had it's perks. You basically had the IT specialist, mechanic and a walking encyclopedia in one. Teaching you a new subject in one night when you forgot about test tomorrow? No problem. Fixing the pipe that broke in your apartament? He's on it. Feeling bad and wanting to have a movie night? He's just asking what kind of pizza to order for you.

He was cute, nice and basically everything you wanted in a friend..... well and then came the whole April thing. Explaining didn't do jack-shit. He was so stubborn with how much he wanted her to date him, he didn't saw a world without her. So you had to help the poor girl... well, he didn't gave you a choice.

That's how you ended up in your bed with him. Not watching movies this time (or maybe watching before everything becouse there still were some soft noises playing in the backroung). You panted, teeth digging in your lower lip, trying not to let out any more of the pathetic sounds. The slick movements were enough and paired with his sweet, sweet whimpers?

"C'mon D....j-just say it...just Ask for it, I'm- mmghh, you know I would give you everything-" you rasped out, the slick muscle twiched against your pussy lips, more pre-cum dribbled down to disapear inside.

The swollen base twiched, eager to be plunged in, in the wet, promised heat. Donnie whimpered, eyes half-lidded, drooling and panting and when you teased the muschroom tip with your entrance again you knew you won.

"Oh- plea... please, inside...insidewanna-"

"What did I ask you to say, sweetheart?" *You smirked. It took all of your strenght to not just slam yourself down on him.

"Y-you're.... you're better, so much better, oh-oh fuck- mmgh, want you, please, just you, only you, want you to be mine, mine, all mine-" he babbled and you couldn't stop anymore.

Hips slammed down, taking him in with one thrust. He arched his back so much that you wondered how it's possible with his shell. Imidiately there was a warm gush and a pathetic sound of him as the swollen base popped in. His small tail trashed against your bed sheets, eyes crossing as he experienced his first orgasm inside somebody.

Huh...you shouldn't be so suprised, you teased him that much...well, that's okay, you thought letting him ride it out, babbling that he's sorry for cumming inside, and how good it feels, and how he wants to stuff you full, more, more...so it's okay, becouse as soon as his knot will go down you will take what you need from him and make him completly yours ♥️

[darlingdaisyfarm]

heya! saw your ask on another blog about ford having a mommy + breeding kink and i beg of you to write more about it like pretty please with sprinkles on top. there’s just something about him being so needy and pathetic but so determined to please and fill you up, ugh! (not forcing you ofc bc i literally love you)

honestly this'll be my first attempt of mommy kink with a male because it's always been in a wlw context for me but oh gosh. first of all, we all need to thank my precious mutual for this brain-destroying idea @1800bitchcraft because they mentioned Ford having this kink and my brain went like oh ??? why not actually. why wouldn't he.

nsfw

so in my opinion, Ford would be insanely shy about it. it's not something he'd ever, ever tell you himself. you would never know unless you started using that kind of language first.

and i imagine it would slip out of you during really needy sex that's not even coordinated anymore because he's just grinding into you, sloppy and panting, trying to chase that high while you're egging him on the time.

(since you kept teasing him all day, talking about putting his kids in you because guess what? ovulation's peaking and Ford knows. well, you made sure he knew.)

you love keeping him close during sex, locking your arms around his neck, hips tilted so he's hitting the deepest spot every time, and your mouth brushing his ear when you moan “yes yes oh so good! make me a mommy tonight, Ford. give me a baby. fuck it in deep, come on.”

that's the moment he goes feral because just think bout it, he's been suppressing this fantasy for years. too scared, ashamed, always convinced it was weird. he thought you'd laugh at him or get uncomfortable. but now you're saying it FIRST and wanting it? it makes him so stupid knowing you're into it too, so he'd physically twitch inside you, start rutting with helpless rhythm, not even moving right anymore. he's thinking about going deeper but doesn't know how to make his body work.

and he's whimpering into your neck, crying. one arm curled under your back to use you as a fleshlight. “yes-yes, mommy, i'll do it, please let me, i'll cum inside, i'll give you everything” he starts crying, constantly kissing your lips and panting “you want it? you really want it?” and to be honest, he doesn't give you a chance to answer because his pace quickens and his cock knocks all the sounds out of you, but you still manage to gasp “yes, baby, fuck me full, be good and give mommy what she wants,” Ford lets out the ugliest sound, so desperate. barely holding himself up, biting your skin, drooling into your shoulder while he keeps pushing deeper, kissing your cervix.

you're just running your fingers through his sweaty hair, praising him, looking at his open mouth and beautiful brown eyes, whispering how good he's being. “that's it, baby, that's my good boy. deeper now, c'mon, mommy needs it, you can do that for me, right? stuff me full, sweetheart” you would never believe that your man could cry during sex if you hadn't seen it in front of you right now. Ford's whole body's shaking, cock twitching so hard inside you, and he still won't let go until you say it again.

ughh just imagine cooing in his ear while you're writhing under him “you feel how deep you are, Ford? that's it. right there. pour it all inside. you know where it's meant to go.”

you can literally feel how hard Ford is trying to reach deeper, slipping his cock into you to the very base and remaining in this position for a few seconds, basking in your warmth and tightness, trembling “mommy, mommy, ohh mommy. i wanna fill you up, i wanna be your good boy, want to impregnate you” and of course, you press your lips to his softly, although your kisses are interrupted by how fast he fucks you.

“you're doing so well. so so well, Fordsy. give it to mommy. just like that baby, keep going.” you're very lucky there is no one in the mystery shack on sunday evening though.

oh he'd come so hard, filling you to the brim, literally collapses on top of you, burying his face in your chest, hips still twitching because he's trying to keep it in, push it deeper, make it stay.

he wants to be so good for you. all the way to the womb.

[morela3]

So I decided to post my work here too...so here you go, some nice, old Donnie mating season smut for you! It was made with 2012 version in mind, but you can read it as any version you like!

This Has part two, if you want to read it, you can check out my ao3 page (morelak) but I will be posting it here soon...and more....maybe, if my work allows it...

Anyway, stay tuned my dudes and if you have any request about Donnie, please send them. I mainly write 2012 version of him but I can write any verion you like..

Have funnnnn

(this wirter is Polish and doesn't speak English as their native language, any corrections about grammar ect. are welcomed!)

 

Donatello was the smart guy.

He knew how to properly measure chemicals to not cause them to blow up. He knew how to measure the distance to his enemy without moving from his hiding spot. He knew biology, math and his favorite, physics. He also knew whenever something was wrong. At least that’s what he thought.

This morning wasn't different from others.

He got used to waking up at 6 AM after a night in his lab. He streached out, after dozens of alarms. Looking around he realized he fell asleep in his lab hair. Again. He was used to spending nights here that's why he installed a bed in the corner of his lab, but he almost never uses it. Usually it ended up with him falling asleep in his chair after his promise to himself that just one more chapter or experiment couldn’t hurt a fly.

He jumped a little when the second alarm went off. Huh, he was jumpy today. Standing up and stretching he took off his lab coat and hung it on his chair. Hot air hited his skin and he groaned. Termostat must have broke again. Whit a quiet mumbling he opened the doors to his lab entering living room. His brothers were already in the kitchen, with Mikey making breakfast, Leo the tea, and Raph.. whenever he was doing....

,,Morning’’ He said with a jawn, going straight to the coffee machine, pouring water into it to bring it to life. He liked coffee. Not as much as he liked his juice, but he would never admit it out loud. After all, it was this caffeine  product that was assimilated with geniuses and big brains. Mikey smiled at him from his place in the kitchen waving his big spoon that he was spinning in the bowl. 

“Good morning D! I’m making pancakes, you want some?’’ Asked his cheerful brother. Donnie always admired his attitude, to be honest he was always a little jealous. He also sometimes wanted to be able to feel instead of think. He answered his brother sitting on the chair next to Raph with his cup of coffee.

He let out a sigh laying his head on the table. He started to think - that’s what he was good at. New project, new machine and new tactic. He was trying to concentrate but damn… why was it so hot in here. Then he noticed. It was quiet, too quiet. He raised his head and saw all his siblings looking at him in shock. Raising his eyebrow he glanced at them with a little irritation. Not only was it so hot but they also decided that it would be a good idea to make him mad in the morning. ,,What?’’ He asked in sarcastic, a little irritated tone. Leo was about to say something but Mikey overtook him. ,,Duuude… you were churring’’ said his youngest sibling with amused look on his face.

‘’What? No I didn’t!’’ the purple masked turtle was about to said but was rudely interrupted by his older brother. Raph punched him in the arm. It didn't hurt…that much, all it did was make the purple-masked terrapin more angry. ‘’Ow! What was that for?’’ He asked, sending Raph a look that could kill… he actually considered almost throwing himself on him…wait, what?

His sibling furrowed his eyebrow bones and instead of answering looked at Leo with quizzical look on his face.

‘’Well damn…’’ Leo mumbled

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Donnie always thought he knew their anatomy and physiology the best. He knew exactly where his skin connected to his shell, and how their whole skeleton was melted in their shell. He knew that they used to be sluggish in winter, because, naturally, it was a brumation season for turtles. The knowledge of their love of warm things wasn't odd to him - hello! They were cold blooded. He also knew everything about their reproduction system…not like he would ever need that! His big brain was just skilled enough to fit a lot of information inside it.

Except for today. Except for when he forgot to take pills that HE made especially for this season.

He remembered the day he made them,

He remembered the exact instruction (‘’Keep in cold place, not in the sunlight, take ONE the day before’’)

So…how the fuck did he forgot his fucking heat suppressant?!

First of all, he liked to think it was an accident. He was tired okay! Working on all the projects that would keep his family (and him) safe, could really make a turtle lose his shell. It was an unpleasant realization, when his brothers pointed out that today…it starts. Hell on the earth for the genius - almost seven days of not thinking, not doing anything besides touching himself. Disgust washed over his, still, sober head when he thought of what he would probably imagine during that time. Two years it would probably be April… Donnie grimaced on the thought of that. In that stage of his life he probably didn't see anything very disturbing about it, but now…now was different. Now he had a different crush.

You

It was a total accident when you found out about them. Your first meeting was…interesting and escalated quickly. From taking a normal, everyday walk with your dog…To being a hostage to a gigant, walking and talking tiger. They saved you, as they always do, and just like Mickey likes to say : ‘’We saved your life, so you have to like us!’’, and for once Donnie had to agree. It’s not like a normal, human girl like you would like to spend time with them, right? Turns out you were more fun than he originally thought. He liked it when you came to visit them, always carrying a box of pizza, and smelling so damn good. You were funny, nice, and liked to listen to him. After a while he caught himself just waiting for you, trying to catch the sweet aroma, to feel your body next to him, to simply talk to you, to…He really wasn’t proud of the situation right now or the thoughts in his head, but hiding himself in his room was a good solution for now.

His brothers probably went on the mission, it was really quiet here. Well, besides the buzzing sound in his head, and the rhythmic, wet slapping noise.

He could help it. The sensation of getting burned alive was too much. He felt like he was losing his mind. Doing the only thing he can was a good idea right? The only right solution now for him… So he stayed, locked in his room, with a hand around his throbbing cock. He already dropped, his legs were covered with juices, and his hard erection begging for attention.

He whined quietly teasing his sensitive tip, his mind working restlessly over the image of you. Sucking on him, making him shiver, making him take it.

What’s the matter Donnie? Are you gonna cum for me already?

Your imaginary lips wrapped around his shaft and he moaned in ecstasy. Yes… He was so close. He wanted to cum inside you, make you his, keep you stuffed with his seed, not stopping until both of you will lose to the twisting pleasure inside your bodies.

He would keep you close, carleass your soft body.

He would let you buck your hips to meet his in a desperate dance.

Kissing you, touching you, fucking you… breeding you … It was too much for him. His hand tightened up on his cock, your imaginary pussy was sliding up and down on him.

‘’G..Gonna cum…’’ He moaned loudly in the silence of his room. He imagined your sweet lips on his neck.. ‘’Gonna..Gonna fill you up..ngh~”

Cum inside me Donnie…make me yours…breed me Your dreamy voice said and he couldn’t hold back anymore..

“C..Cumming…!” He managed to mutter, before his eyes rolled back and his back arched slightly. Milky white cum spilled from his tip, covering his fist and his plastorm. The shocks of pleasure swept through him, his moans and chirps filled the room. His movement didn’t stop, his fist working on his dripping cock, dragging him throughout the sweet release. It took a moment for his vision to come back. He was panting, his gap making a slight whistling noise. He looked down on his lower body, his sight was still swimming, and god damn it…he was still hard.

Donnie whined, his hand moving up on his cock, his tip spilling the last drops of his release.

Donnie was usually smart and observant. Except now. When he failed to realize that someone entered the Lair…

[morela3]

Anyway Genya....Genya, Genya, Genya....

Smut ahead guys

Like...babe's too shy to start anything.

And you might have went on a missions together for some time...

You might have just met in Shinobu place...

But like... he's just a boy right? At least that's what he tried to think when he strokes his fat dick thinking about you...you smiled at him today, your skirt was a little high, but it doesn't matter.. you smiled at him...just imiaging this smile while you ride him. While you take his dick deep inside...

He wants to cum in you, wants to stuff you full, just so you can he his, loving him, just him and-

and he's so ashamed. He knows it's becouse he wants you to be his. He knows he wants it but... he's too repectfull for that. You have your own life, maybe even love!

So like a good boy he is, he just waits...he tries smiling at you, ofering you a drink after training ( and snaching your towel becouse you smell like heaven), he tries everything..

It's only when one day, at night at the mission your doing together..you caught him..and you didn't scream..you didn't turn your face in disgust..you came closer, took the leaking shape of him in your hand and stroke it slowly while you whispered praises..

"you did so good.."

"such a good boy"

"you were so strong today.."

He breaks...he tells you everything. Every little dirty secret and you? You just smile knowing that next time the perly white dripping from his dick will be pushed inside of you and not wasted like that while he's whimpering just form your hand.

The most delicous part? He begs..even while cumming, words spilling out of him like waterfall

"please... don't stop, you feel so good, Y-your hand...just-just your hand is enough to-"

"fuck... fuckfuckfuckfuck-wanna...wanna do more.. please I just... you're so pretty and I-I can't.."

Yup.. he's so yummy..

[morela3]

Donnie...don't let me start about him

About the 2012 version of him

NSFW!! Yandere Donnie 2/12 in my mind

Like he's so gentle, so naive... but it's all the walls he build. We saw him stalking April, we know what he will do with a real lover... someone who reaaaaallllyy loves him.

Okay so, he got you, so what?

he won't force you, oh noo, no,no, no, he's too Smart for that....he would make you give in the other ways.

He's so good...he's gived you food, time, books... everything you'll want...and everything he wants in return is sex

he's needy…

Simple isn't it? Heaven on earth just for a few sacrifices..

But then he's shoving his dick TOO deep.

Despite everything, he's there. It can be just a normal day for you...but he won't rest uniti you're carrying his spend until you're round and heavy. He's there's begging for "p-please ...I need it.. Inside.."

He is making sure you will take it. He loves you, yes, but he wants his eggs...

"I love you... Filled with my eggs.."

"Please...let me...fuck you feel so good...i feel it with the way you're sqeezing me... you want it... you want me to c-cum straight into- oh fuck! I'm cumming! You feel so-"

"oh G-G....ahh-!"

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Yeah so I can work with some ideas....I can work with a yandere Donnie much more..if ya want to...

And you can give me some ideas with slightly genetic modifications he can changed to your your genetic code...

[morela3]

Genya Shinazugawa (NSFW!!!!)

*Aged up Genya from....reasons...its a smut drabble guys..*

Okay like..

I can't take it from people that are writing some smuts and are taking him as a rough dominant guy.

I mean like, yeah if you push him hard enough. If you push him hard enough he is a guy that would fuck you doggy style, slapping your ass like a slut. If you push him hard enough he would fuck you into the mattress, growling about putting his babies inside you. If you push him hard enough he would fuck you roughly against the three, demon form still on, trying to fuckin' mark you...

but

BUT

Normally I see Genya as a guy that can't say hi to you without a blush. I see Genya as a guy that would cry if you would tell him how beautifull he is. Fuck, he would cry if you would tell him he's the good'est boy as you ride him. Clinging to your hips and waist and babbling all about how good you feel, how warm you are, how he loves you...and how he wants to cum inside you.

"please...f-fuck..please...wanna fuck it deep..wanna make you take it-!'

He wants it ya know? Just you, his SO....FAT with his babies. He's going crazy about it..

And it's not like he's having a unhealthy attachment style...nah, he will just keep you safe and quiet and happy 😇