Choco Werehound Princess Is The Only Right Choice 😌 Live Laugh Love Choco Werehound Brute/Princess

this hits different when you're a transfem leo truther

you know how pets are, always growing! Chompy Picasso (because of course Raph named him like that) took that to an extreme. I guess that’s what you can expect from an alien turtle xD

I never thought that one of my first posts would be asking a character's name. Lie - deep down it was one of the options.

I really want to know his name, he must have a name. If he doesn't, I'll give him one myself.

*heavy breathing*

He's so handsome

Fuck I’m already in love with this

gives them kickass fucking prosthetics cuz im an artist and i can do whatever i want with my blorbos >:))))))) this is what lack of sleep does to a man

*flops into your inbox* 9 with bay Leo. Please?

Yorshie!!!! Hello, my dear!!!🫂🫂🫂 (scoops you up and dusts you off with a pat on the head)

T'would be mine pleasure! As always, I'm aging him up and adding in some sprinkles of what I think the future holds.

#9 "You ignored me" with Bay Leo (angst/comfort/confession)

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The air was so thick you were sure you would choke on it.

Mikey was spinning his nunchakus nearby. But whether he was doing it completely outside his awareness or to distract himself from his nerves was unclear. Raph was standing so still next to you it was downright unnerving. Arms crossed firmly across his chest; his glare so intense it could have melted a hole in Leo's face. Daring the blue banded ninja to so much as try taking a step towards you. Even Donnie appeared to be on edge, repeatedly casting quick glances over his shoulder at his eldest sibling between removing shards of glass and pebbles out of your arm.

All the while you sat there, twiddling your thumbs in your lap. Unphased by the sting of the road-rash anymore. The only real thought on your mind, how very unable you were to look Leo in the eye right now. Your chin tipped low, turned away almost to the point of making your neck cramp.

Leo, meanwhile, was seething. He was pacing like a caged animal behind Donnie's chair. Those piercing blue eyes of his locked onto you. Uncomfortably so.

It wasn't fear you felt in this moment though. No, in truth, it was shame. What you'd done was foolish. Downright stupid actually. Not to mention exactly the opposite of what you'd been told to do. So, you didn't blame him for his anger. Or his disappointment.

You knew better.

Donnie sprayed down your arm with antiseptic spray. Carefully wrapping the raw skin, he instructed you on care for the injury. Then he fell silent and looked at you a long moment with sympathy softening his eye. Maybe he was trying to convey that everything would be okay without saying the words. Maybe he was trying to stall to blunt the verbal lashing you were about to receive.

It didn't matter though. There was nothing any of them could do to stop what was coming. But maybe they'd hoped to delay the matter.

"Out." There it was. Leo's command laced with a snarl. "(Y/N) and I need to have a discussion."

Donnie's hand raised to your knee. He offered it a gentle squeeze. But he couldn't manage the smile he wanted to add with it.

"That's an order." Leo's voice was uncharacteristically deep.

This was going to go poorly.

With a deep breath, Donnie hesitated only a moment more before rising to his feet and ushering Mikey out of the med bay. Raph, however, refused to budge. Arms now dropped to his sides, digits curled in tense fists, he continued to glare down Leo.

You couldn't hear the rumble deep in his chest, but you could feel it vibrating through the floor. Carefully you reached out. Gingerly your fingertips stroked along the edge of his knuckle. The action rewarded you with Raph turning his gaze to you from the corner of his eye. "Hey," you softly offered, "It's okay. Go on." You ventured to give the edge of his fist a reassuring squeeze. "No sense in both of us swimming in hot water."

It took him a minute. But he finally relented, leaving you with a nod, and a growl directed at his brother.

A brief silence engulfed you as Leo waited to be sure the others had gone. You braced yourself. Knowing full well what came next.

"You ignored me." Leo's voice was low. So low it made the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. "You blatantly ignored what I told you."

"Leo," the words you wanted to say resisted coming free in your dry throat. "I know that I -,"

"I know you know! How many times have I told you over and over?! YOU DO NOT GET INVOLVED!" Leo roared. "Yet that doesn't appear to mean a damn thing to you since you just so willingly ignored everything I've told you! What the hell were you thinking, (Y/N)?! Tailing after thugs like that! Do you have any idea just how badly that could have gone!" he continued to bellow.

Tears were pooling on your lashes. Yet you refused to let them fall. Everything he said was true. He had told you. Almost every day. Do not get involved. It's dangerous. It's his job. Not yours. You had just wanted to help though. Did following behind a couple of thugs you overheard bragging about how much bank they were going to make selling a vial of synthetic mutagen really count as "getting involved?" The plan was just to find out where they were headed and relay the info to the brothers. Really, it was.

Perhaps your eagerness at "helping" got the better of you though. You obviously failed at being discrete. Since you were fortunate enough to escape nearly being run over with only a bit of road rash to show for your stupidity.

"Leo," you tried again. "I know. But I was only -,"

"You know! You know! But do you know, (Y/N)?" The leader in blue took quick, decisive strides toward you. "Do you know just how lucky you are they only decided to run your bike off the road? Do you know just how bad it could have been? How badly they could've hurt you? Or worse! Do you know -,"

A jolt of shock crashed over you as Leo unexpectedly wrapped you up in a shaky embrace. His beak pressing hard into the top of your head. " - just how badly you scared me?" his hushed voice broke past a sob. "I was so scared I was going to lose you, (Y/N). That I wouldn't get to you in time."

Reaching up to steady his trembling only made him squeeze you tighter.

"I only wanted to help, Leo."

The terrapin unwrapped his arms from around your form to cup your face in his hands. He rested his forehead against yours as the blue of his mask deepened from collecting tears as they fell from his eyes. "You mean so much to me, (Y/N). So very, very much. When I tell you not to get involved it's because I don't want you getting hurt. I don't want you to be in any danger. Not because I don't want your help. I - I don't know what I'd do if - if anything happened to you."

Hands still holding gently to your face Leo leaned in to press a sure and knowing kiss to your lips. Hoping, no praying, that the sincerity of his words and the strength of his devotion to you bled through.

You returned his kiss with one of your own. Hoping yourself it communicated you understood.

"I love you, (Y/N). Please, please promise me you'll never do anything that reckless again."

You nodded against his lips. Sealing your promise by pressing into him again.

And as he wrapped you up within his protective, strong arms once more you promised yourself you'd never ignore anything Leo told you from here on out.

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Prime and Protector (TF One Sentinel Prime)

Pairing - Sentinel Prime x F!Prime!Reader

summary - you're the smallest Prime, and the nicest to Sentinel. the two of you develop a close bond as the other Primes treat you like any other Cybertronian because of your size, and you fall for the only bot who still puts you on a pedestal

warnings - slight angst but mostly fluff, neglect from the Primes, a bit suggestive?

a/n - sorry not sorry, i am obsessed with this maniac

Primes were known to be massive beings, significantly taller than most Cybertronians. It was a symbol of their power and prestige, as well as their leadership over the citizens of Cybertron.

However, there was one Prime who wasn't quite as big.

You were the same height as Sentinel, who wasn't even a Prime, and you had a very slender frame. So you looked like any other Cybertronian, which is why the other Primes often treated you like such. They often left you out, "forgetting" to call you to meetings and you wouldn't even know about half of them if it hadn't been for Sentinel.

"My lady."

You were in your berthroom prepping your weapon for your next encounter with the Quintessons, when Sentinel appeared at your door. He knocked politely, giving you a smile he reserved only for you.

You couldn't help but smile back, being very fond of the advisor, "Come in, Sentinel. I assume there's another meeting?"

"Yes", he nodded, stepping into your berthroom for the first time.

He considered this progress in his relationship with you. You were the nicest of all the Primes, the one who treated him the best. He liked you the most, and maybe that was transitioning into something more...romantic. So you letting him into your berthroom gave him some hope that you at least liked him, if not felt for him what he felt for you.

Maybe one day.

You ex-vented heavily, "Okay. I'll be there soon."

He noticed your apprehension, "Is something the matter?"

It wasn't any of his business, but recently you'd grown a lot closer to him as you grew distant from your fellow Primes.

"I grow weary of my brethren," you admitted to him. "I am practically invisible to them; they don't ever see me."

He responded with something so bold he would never have thought of uttering it in your presence had it not been for you allowing him into your private space.

"I see you."

You offered him a small smile, "I know you do, my sweet advisor."

His words had a much bigger impact on you than he realised, and this was the start of the road to becoming his sparkmate. This was the point at which you realised you saw him as more than an advisor, more than a friend. And even though you held a higher status, you didn't feel ashamed about it.

"You must be exhausted, my lady."

You returned from another skirmish with the invaders, feeling exactly that, to see Sentinel standing outside your berthroom with a plate of fresh energon.

You smiled, and your faceplates heated up at how attentive he was, "Thank you, Sentinel. But you were there too, you should also get some rest."

None of the other Primes would have thought to suggest that he rest as well. And that only made him want to care for you more.

"I insist," he moved the plate closer to you. "Once you are replenished, I will take my leave to...rest." He said that hesitantly, because you both knew the other Primes would just put him back to work.

You offered him a tired smile and beckoned him into your berthroom once again, "Then at least share the energon with me. That's far too much for me alone."

Sentinel was stunned by the offer, and also flustered. For the first time, it was you making his faceplates heat up rather than the other way around.

"Are you sure, my lady?"

"Mhm," you nodded, then laughed, "Oh and please, stop calling me 'my lady'. You can use my name, you know."

"But that would be-"

"I insist," you settled on your berth. "You've earned it."

The permission to use your name made him buzz with excitement, but also nervousness. That seemed almost too kind of you, but then again he was alone with you...in your berthroom...sharing a plate of energon with you.

"Sentinel," you laughed again, "Relax. Sit down."

He didn't realise how tense he was, but as he sat down across from you he felt himself relax. You being so casual around him was, surprisingly, putting him at ease.

Sentinel admired you a lot. He often found himself unable to look away from you, the most beautiful femme he had ever laid optics on. But now, in the comfort of your berthroom, looking so relaxed, there was a different kind of beauty about you. A beauty that transcended physical appearance, and that was hard to ignore.

He didn't know how to explain it.

Your faceplates burned when you caught sight of him staring. You were speechless for a moment at the look in his optics. Far more than just respect and admiration, there was something deeper in them. Something far more...intimate.

"Power down with me," you found yourself saying, unable to believe those words yourself.

His optics widened, "My lady-"

"(Name)," you corrected, moving closer to him as if possessed.

"My lady," he insisted, struggling to deny your request to call you by name. "I don't think it would be appropriate-"

"Sentinel, please."

And then you were kissing him.

You had surged forward and closed the distance between you two, smashing your dermas against his. Locking you two in a passionate kiss in that awkward position, both of you with your legs hanging over separate sides of the bed but upper bodies turned to face one another.

You kissed him hungrily, like you were starved.

And Sentinel kissed back.

You could have done this forever, it felt so good. But Sentinel seemed to regain his senses midway, and suddenly pulled away from you. Though he found it extremely difficult to do so.

"Sentinel?" You questioned, confused. "Did I misunderstand..?"

"No, Primus no," he vented, "I'll see you tomorrow, my lady."

He got up quickly and left, leaving you confused and slightly hurt. Feeling just a little bit rejected by the one bot you thought wanted you.

The next day you noticed Sentinel doing his best to avoid you. Unlike before, if you didn't need him he wouldn't be with you. And that hurt even more, because you missed his company and you missed his attentiveness.

You closed yourself off, spending your spare time in your berthroom, thinking of various strategies and tactics - distracting yourself the only way you knew how.

"My lady-"

"What do you want, Sentinel?" You grit your dentae, words coming out cold and harsh.

He flinched at your tone, having never heard you speak to him like that before, "I would like to apologise."

"For what? Avoiding me or leading me on?" You laughed coldly.

"I wasn't-" He paused, then, "I just didn't think the other Primes would approve."

"And what do I care for their approval?" You hissed, "All they've ever done is ignore me, so I don't think they would even notice. Even if they did, my choice of sparkmate is my own."

"I apologise," he answered softly. "I didn't realise."

And just like that, you forgave him. Just like that, your anger and hurt disappeared. You looked up at him, standing awkwardly in the doorway and shuffling his weight nervously. He looked so cute, it was just so hard to stay mad.

"Come here."

He followed your gentle command, approaching you slowly. You stood up from your berth, excited at the idea of having him close again.

"Can I..?"

"Please."

His servos ghosted over your hip plating before grabbing your waist and pulling you forward to rest against him.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this," he admitted, "I want you, (Name) Prime."

"Leave the Prime out," you mumbled bashfully.

He chuckled and stared at you for a moment, "Are you sure?"

You knew he wasn't asking about your name, but you were still certain of your answer, "Yes. I want you too, Sentinel."

That night he spent in your berthroom was intimate, the most intimate and special experience either of you had ever had. Your sparks were laid bare for one another, and you ended up sealing your bond with way more than just a kiss.

Starting to hate the entire Typhlosion race just because one of them did something is ridiculous.

Hiii! I love your work, youre my fave tmnt writer! I don't k ow if I've already request this but can i ask for 2012 donnie and how he would react to having a partner who is literally his biggest fan. Like gets excited and giggling and twirling their hair whenever he walks into a room. If I already asked this ignore! Love your stuff!

2012 donnie x reader

Were you… making fun of him? Every time he walked by you, you’d turn your face away and giggle. You’d mess with your hair. You’d shyly glance at him and look away again.

“What?” He asked you, rubbing at his one cheek. Did he have oil on him or something? He pulled his hand away but no black substance was on his fingers.

“Nothing!” You squeaked, staring up at him with wide eyes. “I’m just excited to see you.” Your lips twitched upwards into a large smile.

“…Me?” He sat down next to you on the couch, blinking at how you threw yourself into lap. “You see me everyday.”

“Are you not excited to see me everyday?” You cocked your head to the side, obviously teasing him. “That’s not a very good boyfriend thing to say.”

“I didn’t… say that…” He weakly defended himself, blushing as he settled his hands on your hips. He liked that you never grew bored of seeing him. It made all his worries and anxiety fade away.

You never stopped ogling him or his muscles, you begged him to show off his latest inventions, and made him take you on joyrides in the shellraiser. You never stopped touching him, never stopped talking to him about him.

All I can think is that line from httyd 2.

Thinking about how MA Raph would look at Mona, hunched in and turning her head so Raph doesn't look at her scars. He gets closer and she backs away. "I'm not the same as you remember Raphael. I'm-...not as beautiful as you remember ."

Raph would gently touch her jaw to turn her head and look at him, to see the same love and devotion in his eyes all these years later.

"You're as beautiful as the day I lost you."

LOOK MAN YALL ARE TAKING THIS MA MONA LISA PLOTLINE AMD RUNNING WITH IT I LOVE YALL!!

BUT HE WOULD!! Raph slowly regaining flashes of he and Mona’s shared time together and it’s a morbid but warranted curiosity to see just how much she’s changed. How much they’ve both changed. After they get re-established with one another I’d like to think he always rests a gentle hand on Mona’s scarred side. 1, for warmth cause sometimes it twinges when she eats and 2, just because she always ends up leaning against it. Which he cherishes always.

Also the idea that he holds her face often just so he won’t forget her— he does this with his brothers too and Mira 😭

hey!! you’ve stepped on some marbles. and now they know you’re here /silly

They also know you are here . Btw juat know now it's you