“Stop,” she admonished and tapped the turtle lightly on the nose with one finger. “You growly, prickly, cranky pants.”
The turtle growls stopped, but Leonardo's face was still a dark cloud of displeasure. He couldn't refute the accusations. He was definitely being all those things. He wasn't shy about hiding it either. His wrists were tied above his head to the headboard and both of them knew he could easily snap it like so many match sticks and free himself whenever he wanted. To his credit, he at least remained as he was as he had promised.
His partner took this moment of silence to finish her task of tugging off his pants, leaving him without any clothes, save his mask. Once his beautiful thighs were free to be viewed, she ran her hands up and down the smooth skin, admiring the subtle dappling of darker green spots.
The rumble in his chest changed from a full growl to a mixture between a growl and a churr. He still looked thoroughly irritated with his situation.
“You haven't even tried it before,” she reasoned. “How do you know you won't like it?”
Thought I’d do a little redraw of the Bond ship for Valentine’s Day. Donatello has a type, and boy does Bonnie fit it. :3c Also, a debut for my Future!Donnie (Canon Universe, Age 22) design. Hehe!~ 💜💙
thought i'd participate in tmntvday since i've done some art of these two but haven't properly introduced them yet or whatever. OTP questions/prompts for week 1 under the cut!
[ID: a digital drawing of raph and a taller, purple-haired girl (gwyn, an oc). they're sitting on the ground in 'opposite' directions, raph reclined so his back and head are resting in her lap and he's looking up at her, smiling. she's smiling back down at him, and they both appear relaxed and at ease with each other. /END ID]
1) in which TMNT universe does your pairing exist?
the 2003 iteration because that's the only sandbox i play in.
2) introduce us to your OTP.
the idiot turtle is raphael and the lady-himbo is gwyneth. raph is from 3rd earth, and gwyn is from liáfsini, which is a world of my own making/kind of a world-between-worlds or nexus situation.
3) how did they meet?
in the most blunt, nutshell and to-the-point way possible: gwyn and her twin-sister-trapped-in-a-weapon are on the run from this druid (darach) from liáfsini, and she happened to cross onto earth. one of darach's hench-critters mistook casey for gwyn, the boys got wrapped up in a fight, gwyn intervened because she was like hey i probably shouldn't let these guys get wasted, they beat the hench-critter and got a chance to talk after.
they didn't really get along at first on account of raph being protective of his family and suspicious, so he was asking questions, and gwyn being paranoid about their intentions and not liking that she was being asked so many questions. terrible job everyone. ...again, this is an extremely condensed version of events.
4) how is the relationship now?
again, i feel like i have to give a very condensed version because there are a lot of moving parts, here. but essentially they're doing great. gwyn and raph develop a high level of trust and respect for each other, which then leads into a slow-burn/careful cultivation of more romantic-leaning feelings. they don't have much of a 'pining period', it's much more small 'pebbles' being thrown at each other's windows.
eventually one night at the farmhouse they catch themselves staring at the other a bit too long and both them realize kind of at the same time "...--oh fuck", awkwardly go their separate ways for the evening, but in the morning when neither of them act differently around each other they silently agree "...okay, let's try this" and step into a relationship. how long it takes everyone around them to notice the shift is anyone's guess because neither of them are much for PDA.
5) what is each other's love language?
raph's love languages for 'giving' are acts of service and quality time. gwyn's for 'giving' are physical touch and acts of service.
raph's love languages for 'receiving' are words of affirmation and physical touch. gwyn's are words of affirmation and quality time.
quality time and acts of service are the two that tend to be the most prevalent in their relationship, giving or receiving.
their own, personal, 'love language' is taking naps together. neither of them are people who trust easy or like appearing 'vulnerable’, so the act of sleeping in the same space as one another is a big gesture for both of them. and raph’s snoring doesn’t bother gwyn that much; it actually almost tethers her to the present and makes it harder for her to slip into a night terror or experience sleep paralysis.
6) do they get married or have any kids?
no and no. i don't think the concept of marriage is important to either of them, even if they could probably do it in liáfsini. i can see them doing something to symbolize that they're together--like, the concept of rings but something different and tied to liáfsian culture--but actually going through with legal/official marriage or a ceremony? nah.
as for having kids, they can't biologically have kids of their own, and i don't see them actively looking to adopt, either. best chance of them having a kid is "what's with this sassy, lost child?" and accidentally wind up found-family adopting some snarky orphan on a mission or something idk.
7) what is your favorite thing about this pairing? (gush as much as you want!)
*just kind of stands here with my microphone*
... disaster bis on the ace spectrum. goongala.
*the crowd goes wild*
More Jasonnie for valentine’s, the prompt was firsts so, First Kiss, why not.
It started out like a typical late night hang out, at least the typical for them at this point in their friendship. After being friends for six months, it became pretty normal for Donnie to slip into Jase’s room on the nights his dad worked late. They’d waste time either talking about projects, watching shows, or working together to build a new model Jase managed to get a hold of.
Tonight was one of those movie watching nights. The pair of them sat on the bed along with Jase’s laptop and a bunch of empty snack containers. The only thing that remained were the gummi rings that Jase had been carefully munching on in order to save all the purple ones for last.
“Hmm.” Donnie hummed as he peeked into the package. “Only purple ones left it seems.”
“You better not eat them all.” Jase had his gaze fixed on the screen.
“Uh huh.” Donnie smirked and made sure to crinkle the plastic as he slowly tilted the whole thing back, keeping his mouth open.
“Hey!” Jase practically tackled him as he aimed for the bag. The gummis almost went flying everywhere from the impact.
Donnie snickered as he kept the snacks far out of Jase’s reach.
“Donnie.” Jase kept trying to climb over him. “I just said--”
“Too bad. I think I’ll eat all the purple ones since you ate most of the BBQ chips.”
“You know purple is my favorite.”
Does that mean I’m your favorite. The thought would always cross his mind when he heard that, but he was never bold enough to verbalize it. Even after sorting through the realization he had a crush on Jase, he had no idea how to approach the subject.
Jase kept leaning on him, kept reaching. Donnie tried to move further and further away. His snickering melted into a suprised shout when the surface of the bed ran out.
Donatello fell back, his shoulders and head hitting the floor before something heavy landed right on his chest. He opened his eyes to discover that it was Jase. His friend groaned as he pushed himself up.
Oh, he was close, very close. Donnie’s brain stalled, not giving him the space to remember where the bag of gummis were before Jase snatched them out of his grip.
“Hah.” Jase smirked, still hovering only a few inches over him. “Looks like I win this round, Von Ryan.”
God, Donnie wanted to kiss that smirk off his--
He slapped that thought away as he grabbed Jase’s arms and rolled them both over. He reached to snatch the gummis, but Jase not only tugged them away, he managed to dump them all in his mouth before clamping it shut.
“Hey.” Donnie poked his cheek. “You better be sharing.”
Jase said something, though it was impossible to make out with the amount of candy in his mouth.
Donnie leaned over him. “Sorry, what was that?”
Jase took a second to reposition the gummis. “You can try to take them.” His voice was still muffled, but at least understandable this time.
Donnie glared, then smirked. He leaned closer and closer, to the point their noses brushed together. “Sure you want me to try?”
Jase’s eyes suddenly went wide, the same moment his face lit up red. His friend shoved him off, hard enough that Donnie’s shell hit the bed. Jase scrambled back a couple of feet, hands covering his face.
“Sorry.” Donnie said right off the bat, mentally kicking himself for doing something so stupid. “Sorry I um... didn’t mean to upset you.”
Stupid. Stupid. Why did he even say something like that? Even if he wanted to kiss Jase, saying something like that out of the blue was way out of line.
His friend finally groaned, running his hands up and through his hair. “You shouldn’t make jokes like that, Donnie.” His voice was much clearer now. Must have swallowed the gummis.
Donnie opened his mouth to give another apology.
“Shouldn’t joke about kissing me when you don’t really want to.” Jase mumbled.
His mouth hung open for a few more seconds before he finally replied. “What?”
“Y-you know.” Jase began to stutter, fiddling with his glasses. “You shouldn’t... I know you wouldn’t...”
Donnie started piecing the fragmented sentences together. He knew he could argue, but that would require a confession, and did he dare go that far? Did Jase feel the same way? Some people would suggest the stuttering and the blushing was a clear indicator, but he’d been bad at reading people before.
His heart pounded in his chest. He tapped his knees together and forced himself to breath. “But I would.” He finally managed to say.
Jase looked confused. “You’d what?”
“I would want to kiss you.” No, no, that didn’t sound right in past tense. “I do want to kiss you.”
Jase finally looked him in the eye, though he looked terrified apart from the blush that spread all the way to his ears. “Wh... why?”
Donnie blinked. “What? What do you mean why?”
“Why would you want to do that?”
“Why...” The confusion and nerves got so jumbled up in his chest, all Donnie could manage to do was burst out laughing.
His friend glared at him. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing.” Donnie waved his hands as he forced himself to calm down. “I just... what a foolish question.”
“It’s not foolish!”
“Why would I want to kiss you? Isn’t that obvious?” He gestured to Jase. “I like you. I really really like you. Two reallys.”
“But... Why?” Jase returned to mumbling. His palms covered his jaw, just below his ears.
Donnie sighed, just a bit of frustration curling in his chest. “Do you want the answer to that in essay format? Perhaps a power point? I could also create an alphabetized list or--”
“Donnie!”
He let out a huff, daring to scoot closer to his friend as he spoke. “You are incredibly brilliant, despite how often you try to down talk your work. You always praise my concepts, but without your eye for fine detail it would take me so much longer to get them off the ground. You’re quick witted. You’re funny.”
“Not that funny.” Jase mumbled.
Donnie sat in front of him now, and reached out to move Jase’s hands away from his face. “You’re also adorable, in more ways than one.”
“Now you’re definitely making things up.”
“I am not.” Donnie narrowed his eyes. “Truly tragic that you cannot fathom all of your stunning features.”
“Donnie...”
“Is that enough reasoning? Should I go on?”
Jase didn’t reply to that. He stared at his hands, that Donnie was still holding onto, as if he wanted to pull them away but couldn’t quite manage it.
“Well, perhaps there is little point in going over the top if the feeling isn’t mutual.” Donnie’s smile started to fade. “Apologies, again, this is all probably rather overwhelming.”
Jase turned his hands over and grabbed Donnie’s wrists just as he was about to pull away. “Do you still want to kiss me?”
Donnie blinked as he met his gaze, heart starting to race again. “Yes.”
“Th-then do it.”
He couldn’t help but smirk as he leaned forward, once again brushing their noses together. “Do you want to kiss me?”
“I... yes.” The word practically came out as a squeak.
Donnie forced back his laugh. “Why?”
Jase leaned his head back when he groaned. “Oh, just get over here.” With that, he reached up to grab Donnie’s face and tugged him into a kiss.
Donnie rarely liked to admit when he had no idea what he was doing but, well, he had no idea what he was doing. Kissing was one of those things that sounded so easy as a concept but once you were actually doing it... How was he supposed to move his mouth? Tilt his head?
Thankfully, Jase seemed to have some kind of idea, and Donnie did his best to follow his lead for the whole two seconds the kiss lasted.
Jase pulled away, but didn’t go very far.
“So...” Donnie began, still trying to wrangle his nerves under control. “You didn’t answer my question.”
Jase glared at him. “Stop acting like it’s not obvious.”
“Oh, so in my case it’s obvious but in yours it isn’t?”
“Yes.”
“Hypocrite.”
“Want me to kiss you again to shut you up?”
“Maybe I do.”
The screeching sound of laser fire came from Jase’s laptop which still sat up on the bed. They both glanced at it.
“We left the movie running.” Donnie said.
“We left the movie running.” Jase repeated.
They both looked back at each other, but the serious stares only lasted for a second. Jase cracked a smile and started to laugh, Donnie following suit. Their foreheads bumped together as they both tried to curl over.
“So.” Donnie tried another question. “Does this make us boyfriends now?”
Jase barely managed to stifle his laughter. “Do you want to be?”
1. In which TMNT universe does your pairing exist?
Bayverse, but years later. The turtles are now a Spec Ops unit of the NYPD. They are in they early 40’s and late 30’s. Mutants are more common but tend to keep a very low profile.
2. Introduce us to your OTP.
Immogene (pronounced Imogen) or Gen Waters - She is 42 years old (in this universe), although her age varies depending on the RP or story I have her in. 5’11” and curvy (Ashley Graham is who I use for her body type). Long wavy curly red mahogany hair, tattoos that cover more than half of the left hand side of her body disguise the scarring she has. Her eyes are emerald green and she has fair skin. Within her genes is the blood of an ancient race, known as the Amazons.
Immogene is known for her wit and sometimes sharp tongue. Her skill with a bow and arrow is unparalleled. She is an artist and likes to work on her motorcycle. Kind and softhearted, though she guards her heart fiercely, Immogene has few that are close. Her personality is a mix of class and sass. Some nick names that she’s earned over the years (from various Raphael’s) are: Firecracker, Tiger, Princess (Raphael is the only one to call her that), Iron Butterfly and Candy Apple Vixen. She can be fierce when pushed or when needed. She’s not necessarily empathetic but she picks up on feelings easily. Immogene is often referred to as a badass, feisty and a sweetheart.
*Side Note - I have been often asked if I created an OC that would match Raphael. This question, rather than irritate me, makes me smile. Immogene is me, with very few differences. I choose to have her as an OC to keep my fantasies separate from my reality. In truth, when I first wrote my story, I was attracted to both Leo’s and Raph’s personalities. But, the more I played with them, the more I started leaning towards Raphael. I’ve RP’d with many ‘Raph’s’ over the years and I honestly feel the greatest connection with the Brute. So, rather than me ‘creating’ someone for him, he is actually…the perfect match for me (I’d like to add I support all ships). When this question pops up…I honestly take it as the highest compliment.
Raphael Hamato - He is 40 years old. 6’9, extremely muscular and large with it. His left arm is covered in a sleeve which depicts traditional Japanese imagery. Although he still has his famous temper, he’s learned to use it and fine tuned himself. Raphael is the rogue of the four. He occasionally takes missions with his brothers, but often seeks the ones that no one else wants to do. His brothers never know when he’ll show up for family dinners. He was the last of his brothers to take a mate.
3. How did they meet?
Oruko Saki in this universe is a billionaire tycoon. His alter ego (The Shredder), reigns in terror over the citizens of NYC. He is a collector of fine arts and priceless artifacts.
Seeing the art of Immogene Waters, he decided he had to have it…and the artist herself. Saki arranged to be an anonymous benefactor of her art to get her to NYC.
On the night of the attempted kidnapping Raphael happened to be in the neighbourhood and rescued her. At the time he had been impressed with the fight the woman had put up against the fiend. Although, she hadn’t left the scene unscathed.
Raphael made the decision to bring her back to the ‘lair’, which was now an entire apartment building complex where all the brothers lived. His decision had surprised everyone, including himself. There was something about those green eyes of hers.
Of course, the first time she saw him she startled, but reasoning took over and she realized this behemoth had rescued her.
Through happenstance and an unusual like for each others company, they got to know each other. Raphael discovered she somehow had a calming influence on him. All she had to do was walk into the room and his shoulders would visibly relax. She also had a tendency to challenge him with that tongue of hers. There was also the no end to his amusement with how she stood up to him.
Immogene found someone who accepted her. Who naturally understood her. His actions speaking louder than words. Underneath this brutish figure was a large heart. She, bit by bit softened towards him, letting him past the protection she had around her heart.
4. How is the relationship now?
Immogene and Raphael have an unbreakable bond. They banter together and get so much enjoyment out of it. She’s soft where he’s hard. They have similar dispositions but in ways that balance each other. Nothing soothes him like the way she says his name or when she caresses his jaw.
She’s never felt as safe as she does in his arms. A look from across the room between them speaks volumes. Raphael has always teetered on the edge of going one step too far. It’s what makes him so effective. Immogene keeps him on the side of good. With him, she has found her home. He his her home for a piece of her heart lives within his and vice versa for him. It’s the reason why I chose the image I did. Water and fire. When they meet it’s a blending of the two elements, unless it’s in the bedroom. Then the reaction more…explosive.
6. Do they get married or have any kids?
For the first part of the question, yes, they do eventually get married. It’s a private ceremony between the two of them. For the second part, I will say no, but will not reveal the reason why. There is the chance that this answer could come out in an RP I have, and I’m saving it for that.
7. What is your favorite thing about this pairing? Gush as much as you want!!!
Oh boy. Gushing. Here it comes. I love every single damn thing about this pairing. The way they fit together, the love they have for each other. How they crave each others touch. The way each says the others name. The passion they share. Good grief. *fans self*
The way they tease each other *grins*. They both get so much enjoyment out of it. In a way…it’s a subtle, or not so subtle (depending on who else is in the room), of flirting or even foreplay.
The both of them are unabashedly themselves, with each other they’ve found that one that gets and accepts them exactly the way they are. To this day, it still surprises Raphael that no matter what level of rage he’s in, a look, a touch or her even just softly saying his name can remove that red haze.
Raphael removed the shadows from her eyes. And the thing was, he did without really trying. He was being himself. It just happened to be everything she needed, Brute and all.
Raphael and Immogene. Two souls collided and did not become one, but a blend of the two. Although they are separate…it can be seen that they are intertwined so thoroughly, it would be impossible to untangle them.
Better late than never, right? I was tagged by my bestie @mermmarie to do this, and by golly, I’m gonna do something productive/self-indulgent today!
She also did fantastic artwork of our OCs, Bonnie and Aida, that you should totally check out.
For anyone who wants join in on this February TMNT Event, made by @tmnt-tychou, go here! They got a lot of fun prompts to do for the month of love~!
1. In which TMNT universe does your pairing exist?
Rise mostly. Though I do have a version of Aida x Leonardo in the Bayverse, the Rise!Pairing is more lighthearted and fun; so they’re who I’m focusing on for this!
2. Introduce us to your OTP.
Battle Nexus Champion encounters a Yokai Hunter-Turned-Thief!
3. How did they meet?
She was the look-out for a two-woman heist. The Mad Dogs showed up to stop them, and well, Leonardo’s banter caught her off guard to say the least.
Though, their real meet-up happens when she sneaks into the lair to steal that magical weapon of his. The ability to teleport anywhere can be very handy to a thief.
4. How is the relationship now?
Pretty solid! It took them a while to get there, however.
Aida developed a crush on Leonardo pretty quickly; it helped that he could also speak Spanish (at least I head-canon that he does). Due to a misunderstanding, she doesn’t think he finds humans attractive. So, once they find common ground, she keeps everything platonic with some ‘friendly flirting’ sprinkled in; much to Leonardo’s pleasure and confusion when she switches to ‘friends only’ mode.
There’s also some inner-conflict due to her family’s yokai-hunting history. Granted, Leonardo isn’t a yokai, but Aida’s family won’t stop to listen to the differences between ‘mutant’ and ‘yokai’.
5. What is each other’s love language?
Playful banter/flirting (duh) and sparring.
Leonardo likes a partner that can kick his ass. It’s what solidified his crush on her during their first handful of encounters. After all, the woman was trained to hunt and kill yokai. She can hold her own against him in friendly hand-to-hand combat.
Meanwhile, Aida enjoys the company of those who can help her forget about her responsibilities. And that usually comes in the form of a fun conversation or a good laugh. With how lackadaisical Leonardo can be, she tends to go to him a lot to get away from the world, and ends up opening up to him this way.
6. Do they get married or have any kids?
What’s that saying? First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby-carriage? Well, they got the love part down first. But uh...the baby definitely came next.
Their first son, Napoleon, was...accidental.
They were certain they wouldn’t be able to conceive due to them being different species. This led to some very reckless activities. Then Draxum reminded them that Leonardo was half human. Which sure, made conception harder, but not impossible. They got this memo too late, and oops!
Napoleon arrived (Scrooooll down)! Also known as Lil’ Leon, Leon Junior, LJ, or Pequeño Ligre (Aida has a tiger-aesthetic, Leo can mean ‘lion’....ya get it).
Three years later, they wind up with twins; a boy and a girl. Though, their story is still in the works...
7. What is your favorite thing about this pairing? (Gush as much as you want!)
How long it takes them to figure out that their pining is mutual. They dance around their feelings for each other because neither one wants to ‘ruin the friendship’. On the upside, this strengthens their friendship and trust for one another. So when they do confess, they have a strong foundation of trust started.
Thank you again to @mermmarie for the tag and @tmnt-tychou for making the event! Sorry for being late, but hopefully, I can get to more of the prompts later but...we’ll see 8D
