dancingdonatello

[dancingdonatello]

Donnie with a softy reader. All they do is just sit there cutely and Donnie’s like “That right there is the cure for all my depression”

rise donnie x reader

You have Donnie’s blanket wrapped around your shoulders and you’re reading a small book that has your face all concentrated. You have a small lamp in his room turned on and you have one of large shirts he keeps around on you.

He’s next to you within seconds.

He easily lifts you onto his lap and leans against the wall his bed is situated next to. He wraps his arms snuggly around your waist and sighs happily, leaning his head against your shoulder.

You’re so warm… and soft.

His tense posture relaxes within minutes of being close to you.

“How was your day?” Your sweet voice says to him. He presses closer, squeezes you a little tighter.

“Adequate… Hm. Satisfying.” Now it was. He wouldn’t say the same thing if he had been asked that ten minutes ago. “Yours?”

“It was good!” You turned in his grasp until you were situated to be sitting sideways on his lap. You rest your head against his shoulder and he looks down at you fondly. “Guess why!”

“What?”

“I got to see my boyfriend!” You tease him and kiss his cheek. He sighs and rolls his eyes, pretending to be unaffected but as always, his skin darkens just under his mask.

[dancingdonatello]

Jealous 2012 Donnie X Reader???? 👀👀👀

2012 donnie x reader

Donnie liked to tell everyone that he had gotten over his childish jealously. He would no longer stoop down to Casey’s level of petty fighting and name calling.

Now he just stared. From a distance. And bit on his pen. Because why in the world would you ever ask Casey Jones for help in math?

And you two were both in his lab. At least let him live in ignorance. But no. You two decided to be studying right here, right when he was in the same room.

He had to be in an alternate universe. There was no way this was real. He finally tore his gaze away.

He tried to focus on his own stuff but then you two had the audacity to laugh. He bit onto his pen a little too harshly this time and it burst, sending ink flying. He grimaced, looking at the black ink on his arms and chest.

He slowly got up and walked away, sending you two a withering glare. You blinked up at him innocently and his cold behavior melted immediately. Of course it wasn’t your fault he had exploded his pen… Casey on the other hand…

You followed him into the bathroom and wet a rag to wipe away the mess, frowning up at him curiously.

“How’d you manage this?”

“I was biting on a pen…” He muttered, a little embarrassed but way more pleased that you had followed him here instead of staying with Casey.

“You didn’t get it in your mouth, did you?”

“No.” He leaned into the hand that cupped his cheek worriedly.

“Anyways…” You continued. “Can you help me with my math later? Casey has no idea what he’s doing.”

He was unable to hold back a pleased churr at that.

[dancingdonatello]

Soo I'm not sure if your taking requests but I was wondering if you'll do a oneshot of rise leo and an reader who's awake at 3 am trying to make cookies but failing to stay quiet or something (love your ones shots and stories, they're so good, you're an amazing writer)

rise leo x reader

“Shhhh!” You shushed him as he placed another bowl onto the counter. “Put them down more gently.”

Leo rolled his eyes at you, picking it up and placing it back down with a loud click just to make you mad.

“Leo.”

“What?” He pretended to be ignorant and started mixing the stuff in the bowl super harshly. You winced and covered your eyes with a hand to shield yourself. You felt a bit of the mixture hit you.

“Ugh.”

You pulled out a cookie tray and put it on the counter, giving him a stern glare. He smiled sweetly and took it from you so he could pour into it.

But of course, he dropped the tray and you both flinched at the loud bang that echoed through their home. “Leo!” you hissed at him while he guiltily smiled at you. A light flickered on and you could see it was one of the train cars they used as rooms.

He grabbed your waist, dragging you close as he used his free arm to grab his sword and make a portal. The only evidence was your barely made cookies. Mikey would easily be blamed.

“You’re heartless.” You gave him a look, quickly catching on to his plan. He shrugged and smiled back at you.

“Wanna see Paris?”

[dancingdonatello]

what if RISE!Mikey and his S/O adopt a kitty together? just two new cat patents loving on thier sweet fur baby

rise mikey x reader

“What should we name her?” Mikey cooed, half leaning over into your lap to look at the tiny kitten. It was orange, just like him.

“Mango!” You touched its nose and awed over it as it chomped on your finger. “Or um… Nala.”

“That’s so basic.” Mikey frowned at you, picking the kitten up and setting her down onto his own lap.

“Basic? They’re classics!”

“Yeah, but what about something with meaning?” Mikey scratched under her chin. “Something that means a lot to us.”

“Like what?” You turned to him, pouting in confusion.

Ten minutes later, you were pouting in frustration as Mikey ordered a custom collar for the cat.

‘Pizza’ he typed into the website and you both watched the word pop up on the tag. “Are you serious? That’s better than Mango? They’re both foods!”

Mikey shrugged, harbouring a pleasant smile. “Pizza is way more meaningful than Mango. And more unique.”

Whatever. You rolled your eyes, turning away from him with crossed arms. But you couldn’t stay mad for long. Pizza rubbed up against your leg, trying her hardest to purr.

Your pout fell off your face and you grabbed her, cuddling her close to your chest. Mikey cooed and awed, whipping out his phone to take a bunch of pictures.

Whatever! You’d just name the next cat.

[dancingdonatello]

Do you write for other characters that aren't the turtles? I live for your writing btw <3

totally missed this i’m sorry!!! yes i do! i have written for april and casey when people request them :)

[dancingdonatello]

не могу понять нравятся они мне или нет хмхмхм…

[dancingdonatello]

Do you perhaps know what.. ii is? >:D

the roman numeral for 2 😁?? (no)

what is it?

[dancingdonatello]

Jealous much, but for a 'solid' reason

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- 2012!Donnie x reader - Jealous much, but for a 'solid' reason - Fluff - Warnings: None Request: Nope, just came up with this on my own whilst reading through some one shots of my personal favourite creators. You like Donnie, he likes you. But you're both as oblivious as ever, despite clearly showing each other that you care. And as a date is set between you and someone who is -clearly- NOT Donnie, he finds it hard to not feel jealous. ════════════════════

For quite some time, nearly since you met, both you and Donnie had held an affection for one another. Whether it was how he saved you and your friend, April, from the Kraang that first drew you to him, or the fact that he so easily got along with you from then on, it didn’t seem to matter. You became close from that point, and eventually you even took part in most of their missions—after you’d gotten more familiar with fighting through Splinter’s lessons.

A few problems did arise between the two of you though, like how oblivious you both seemed when it came to actually catching on that someone might be interested. Or the way doubt crept in because of your close friendship. He’d compliment you a lot, always ensuring your safety on missions, and you did the same for him. But somehow, you both missed the bigger picture. “It’s not something new; he worries about all of us during fights,” you’d tell yourself whenever April pointed it out.

And it was true; he always watched out for his brothers, too. How could he not? They were family. But there he was, watching you train, helping you improve when Splinter was busy.

Other times, you’d be the one to assist him. Sometimes you’d grab things from the top that he did not have easy access to, or simply keep him company in the lab to make sure he took breaks. Lunch, water—the basics. But one thing you both did constantly, no matter how oblivious each of you seemed in the moment, was stare. Even from across the room, one of you would be looking at the other. On movie nights, for example, you’d sit on the couch, Mikey on your right and Casey on your left, everyone focused on the screen—except Donnie, whose gaze would occasionally drift toward you.

He’d become well aware that he was absolutely, undeniably infatuated with you. Even he knew he sometimes went a bit too far with his attention, though his brothers never hesitated to tease him. Raph, mostly. But with his feelings also came doubt, for both of you. After so long, with neither of you daring to believe the other felt the same, you both wondered if it could ever work. You didn’t want to risk your precious friendship on a confession that might lead to rejection. So, silence it was.

“I don’t know, April. Just think about it. If I say something, and he doesn’t feel the same, then this might just ruin our friendship. And I don’t want that.”

Harsh words to admit, really. The thought wasn’t exactly pleasant. April had been trying for ages to nudge you both toward a confession, convinced it would lead to something good. Or maybe that was just the hopeless romantic in her, but she hoped nonetheless. And despite her efforts—along with the boys’ attempts to coax Donnie out of his safe shell—neither of you would budge. Sighing, she finally said, “That is fair, I suppose. But I still stand by what I said earlier. Forgetting doesn’t sound like the best alternative. I’ll help, but that doesn’t mean I’m agreeing with this plan.”

Her words made you smile in gratitude. Crushing on Donnie, though a genuine feeling, had become almost frustrating. He seemed so unaware of your feelings—close, yet so distant. It made you wonder if maybe he really didn’t feel the same. And yes, that stung a little. But it also made you realize that moving on might be necessary. For everyone’s sake, including your own. So, when a boy in your History class asked you out, you accepted. It felt like progress for a moment, but only for a moment. Soon, it became a test to see how quickly you could let go of Donnie, knowing that dwelling on him wasn’t helping you move forward. And after all, it was just a date—a way to focus on someone else. ════════════════════

When it came to being in that position—being told by the girl he couldn’t stop being so fond of that she had a date with some guy, a human guy no less—Donnie wanted to dig himself a hole in the lab and never come out. He’d imagined this day might come, and he felt like he was losing his chance—if he ever even had one. His heart sank as the words left your mouth, and it was hard not to show his disappointment. But for your sake, he put on a smile and congratulated you. He even wished you good luck. Then, once you left the lair, he retreated to his lab, shutting the door behind him, eyes focused on his work. Anything to avoid thinking about his growing jealousy, even for a moment. The others noticed the slump in his shoulders as he walked away but decided to let him be. They knew it might be a long evening in the lair, but they figured the situation might resolve itself—if it could.

--- Time Skip ---

Hours went by, some faster than others, and soon you found yourself back in your apartment, changed into a new set of clothes, ready to sleep the day away. Reflecting on what was supposed to be a date, you thought back to what he’d said: “Listen, I’m not really one for these serious things, ’kay? You’re cute, I’ll give you that. But I’ve got my ways around relationships, if you want to keep me happy.” That was about all you’d heard before mentally checking out of the “date.” He seemed nice at first but turned out to be a self-centred idiot—not the good kind of idiot either. And with all his talking, you made little effort to understand what he really meant.

You couldn’t recall the whole conversation, but you knew there was no way you’d repeat the experience. The things he said—about you and about others—were all wrong for you. He kept going on about some “party with girls” he had to get to, and the moment he crossed a line, you’d made your exit, realizing just how little interest you had in seeing him again.

You’d only just drifted off when a soft, rhythmic tapping at the window stirred you back to consciousness. Groaning, you pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders and shuffled toward the window, squinting through the curtains. It could only be one of the guys, you knew, but the last thing you expected was to find Donnie, hanging upside down on the fire escape patiently, his expression hovering somewhere between nervous and excited.

Fighting back a laugh, you pushed the window open. “Donnie?” you whispered, the surprise obvious in your voice. “What are you doing here?”

He offered a tentative smile, voice low. “Hey. Sorry if I woke you. Just, uh… thought I’d check in. Make sure you got home okay.”

You laughed softly, raising an eyebrow. “It’s a bit late for a check-in, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I know, but…” He shrugged, his calm exterior cracking just enough to reveal a hint of nervousness. “Couldn’t help myself. April mentioned the date didn’t, uh… go quite how you planned?”

A sigh slipped from you as you pulled the blanket around yourself a little tighter, rolling your eyes. April, of course. “You could say that,” you chuckled. “He was… something, alright.” You caught his amused grin, the faint hint of relief there not lost on you. You shook your head, feeling a smile tug at your lips despite it all.

Donnie’s face softened, his eyes meeting yours. “Yeah, well… I think you deserve better than that.” His voice was quiet, sincere, but even he looked surprised by his own words, cheeks darkening just a bit under his mask. “I mean, someone who’d treat you better than that. A lot better, actually.”

A warmth spread through you, his words settling in, making you feel a little lighter after such a disappointing night. His gaze hadn’t wavered, and you felt yourself holding your breath, caught off guard by how much his simple words meant.

“Thanks, Donnie. For worrying about me,” you said, the words barely a whisper. Before either of you could overthink it, you leaned out the window and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

Donnie froze completely, his eyes wide, his usual calm vanishing in a heartbeat as he stared at you, utterly speechless. It took him a second—maybe two—before he swallowed, blinking a few times as if to process that the kiss had actually happened. A deep blush crept over his face, nearly reaching the edges of his mask.

“Oh. I, yeah.. Anytime,” he stammered, his voice slightly higher than usual. His hand moved almost instinctively to where you’d kissed him, and for a second, he was all but suspended there, entirely lost in the moment.

You bit back a laugh, giving him a little wave before you gently closed the window and pulled the curtain back in place. A small thrill ran through you as you moved back toward bed, a smile lingering even as you settled back under the blankets.

Outside, Donnie remained still, one hand pressed to his cheek, replaying the moment over and over in his head. A grin broke out slowly across his face, unable to hold back the ridiculous happiness building up inside him. "Oh, man... She kissed me. She actually kissed me.” He couldn’t help the ridiculous grin on his face as he clambered back up the fire escape, his heart still thudding as he slipped back into the shadows, feeling no more of that jealousy from earlier. Not even the knowing looks from his brothers as he made his way through the entrance of the lair brought him fully back, his mind still stuck in that moment.

════════════════════ A/N: Here's my first one-shot. I think it turned out pretty good, considering nearly half of what I made the other night in drafts did not save. But idk if I should make a part 2 for this? I could, if I feel like it. It also depends on what you guys want so I might pole it, but the main idea is that I did it. (Also I love Donnie so much, he's so bf material.) - I do NOT give permission for any of my work to be republished on any other sites, or even here. Not Ao3, not Wattpad, nowhere. This is simply for entertainment purposes and I would appreciate respecting this.

[dancingdonatello]

m-meow… 😸

[dancingdonatello]

THE SMILING EMOJI AFTER THE "I LOVE POSSESSIVE EVIL PEOPLE"

but tbh the donnie pfp explains it 👁️

😁😁😁 i am normal & not deranged

[dancingdonatello]

oh the great dancing donatello, could you please answer this poor curious anon if you write the turtles as yandere?

sure i can 😁 i love possessive evil people

i just like won’t have them kill people? like threaten to kill then sure!

(this sounds insane!)

[dancingdonatello]

For some reason whenever I look at your name I always think of rottmnt Donnie hitting the griddy

😭 i love the griddy

also o feel uncomfortable with this fuzzy guy staring at me 0.0 that’s what he feels like to me but like eviler he’s out to get me

[dancingdonatello]

WINNER of my contest

but first!

everyone who joined and their works:

@iapetusthefirst | their entry

@tmntxthings | their entry

@theartofwoompwoomp | their entry

@emiko-cookie | their entry

@icrypop | their entry

@doodlingbiscuit | their entry

thanks so much for joining everyone 🥰 it meant a lot!!! thanks for taking the time out of your day to write !!!!! very fun to get the notification and read all of them!!!!!

some of you i now know are diabolical and evil ! absolutely heartless creatures! but very good at writing either way! and some of you wrote happy endings 😁

but all of them i enjoyed very much and i’m upset i can only pick one winner !!!! they were all so so good!!! i can’t thank you all enough for participating!!!!

so now onto the winner!

@theartofwoompwoomp !!! 🎉🎉

i. LOVED. the leo one shot. look i’m just saying… u picked my fav turtle. u MADE THEM DANCE TOGETHER. you won!!!!!!!! the little insecurity part and then the ending ❤️❤️❤️❤️ rolling around and kicking my feet

prize is!!! whatever!!! i’ll write like something you’d want to read however many words you want (it’ll be like a fun challenge…) or beta for you or whatever you want!!! :] honestly, i’ll take prize suggestions !! i’m not really sure what people would want as a prize !

thank you all again!!!!! ❤️

[dancingdonatello]

queuing the winner post for my contest at 3 est!!!!

sorry it took so long !!!! i wanted to read through them all again before choosing and i could never find the time !!!

but it’s finished!!

[dancingdonatello]

That feeling when knee surgery is tomorrow

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nee surgery

[dancingdonatello]

I don’t have to hide it anymore😔 but yes you may post my awesome meme😼

🫡🫡🫡

turkey anon UNMASKED

[dancingdonatello]

*eats all your posts*

and what you're gonna about it? HUH?! WHAT YOU'RE GONNA DO ABOUT IT?

cry

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