#Shelldon is almost done

[sorivii]

You know my Raph peepaw AU, no? Okey anyway, Shelldon being able to carry a older Raph will never not be funny to me. Like he did NOT expect them to carry him without a problem, Donnie made them sturdy for sureeee.😂😂

[paintedkinzy-88]

Let's take a step back (or rather, forward) and indulge my wandering mind. Behold! Bad Future Dragos!

I want it to be clear that these are at the... latest point in their lives (AKA, before they die) rather than all at the same time. The design choices are very deliberate in that case.

As always, off I ramble---

Raphael was often called the "Umbrella" of the Resistance, due to his habit of shielding those around him with his wings. He's always done this, ever since he was a dragonet, but the danger is much more real now, and he has a lot more people to protect. As it is, his wings are torn beyond repair. Unless he uses his Ninpo, flying is no longer an option. It's also because of this tendency to constantly throw himself into the front lines that he lost one of his legs. Lucky, Donnie was able to craft multiple prosthetics for him, as his size grew bigger and bigger each day, at a much faster rate than his brothers. Unfortunately, this also made him a bigger target, as he was the first Hamato casualty.

Speaking of Donnie, that serpent held the Resistance together, no doubt about it. He wasn't often put on the battlefield, as his skills were much more needed within their bases building defenses, weapons, armor, indoor gardens, and so much more. He was essential to their survival, working the hardest out of the group of engineers and construction workers they were able to recruit. However, after loosing his tail, back leg, and, temporarily, his voice to Krang hounds, he was kept strictly on base only, much to his dismay. With his focus so narrowed down to just build build build, Donnie created more and more pieces of tech to help him do so, like multiple Shelldon bodies and a constant supply of robot arms (that could of course be used as weapons in a pinch). In the end, keeping him so guarded didn't matter. When one of their hideouts was ransacked before they could escape, Donnie stayed behind to initiate a self destruct. He took out the sister Krang in the blast, as well as a sizable chunk of their army.

Leo was the seemingly fearless leader of the survivors, his way of words convincing countless people of all kinds to join their forces. He actually only took charge after Draxum's death, since the yokai had previous experiences in mass wars and lead them as well as he could prior to Leo. His fins have certainly seen better days, but swimming wasn't much of an option after a few years anyways, as the Krang eventually made the oceans far to toxic to be in. Eventually, with his fins so torn up, Donnie did make him prosthetic wings, as attacking from the air was such an incredible advantage. He also ended up taking one of Raph's old arms after a wound left them having to amputate, and resources to build a brand new one were slim pickings. Sadly, after Donnie's passing, there wasn't anyone with the same knowledge to fix and manage the wings, leading to them eventually just breaking off. Leo mostly uses them to stab aliens now.

Mikey gained a growing group of worshippers rather quickly. He hates it immensely, but his family finds it hilarious. With his mystic powers only gaining strength, and getting increasingly flashy as well, it wasn't too much of a surprise that people would see him as an angel, godlike figure, or deity. He was the heaviest hitter of the Resistance, even before Raph's passing, and spent any free time he had either speaking to their ancestors or helping people nurture the little remaining hope in their base. Despite being almost constantly on the frontlines of the worst battles, Mikey has the fewest scars.

AND, FINALLY: Heights. With a quickly added April to help out. Again, these are at the latest stage of their lives, because Raph would definitely have been Much Bigger Than That had he lived to be Leo's old man age.

(And Donnie has always been the taller twin. It's not his fault Leo had more time to gain a few inches on him.)

[fishsticksloser]

This isn't an nsfw ask- but I wanted to ask for the rottmnt boys in mating season and how they act towards their s/o

Mating Season

Rottmnt x gn!reader

Warnings: feral turtles, aged up

A/N: there is nothing explicit in this, just turtles being turtles

Donnie

He made precautions once they all started dating

It wasn't an issue before because April is their sister

You can tell it's starting because he gets more affectionate

Normally kissing your neck more

He talks about the way you smell

During mating season, Donnie is locked in his room

He can't get out, he made sure of it

He is feral

Donnie doesn't speak hardly at all, instead communicating with chirps and hisses (mostly hissing)

If he does speak, it's normally begging

He doesn't like being away from his lab, but he can't do anything when he's in this state anyways

Larger, bulkier blankets and such have to be removed because he'll tear them up

He makes a nest on his bed with his clothes and thinner fabric

Due to him being feral, Shelldon is the one who gives him food and water

You sometimes give Donnie food, but it can be dangerous so you leave it to Shelldon (he bites)

Paper plates and such have to be used otherwise you won't be getting them back as he adds them to his nest

After mating season, he dismantles his nest immediately

He hates having a dirty room

Leo

Also absolutely feral

But! Donnie is a little scarier when feral...

Leo tried not to show when it's coming on, opting to remove you from the situation completly

Although that hardly ever works

He locks himself in his room as well

Unlike Donnie, he actually does talk

He's a sweet talker, tries to convince you to let him out... That it's over

He's done so successfully a few times

Leo is very persuasive

He's not as dangerous to approach

He'll bite sometimes, but that's just on bad days

If you give him food and water, he'll stay as far away from you as he can

Leo will wait there until you back up from the door

It's almost like Leo takes the logical part of Donnie's brain during this time

He also makes a nest

He doesn't tear things up like his twin so he has a bigger, comfier, bulkier nest

After mating season, he'll leave the nest for at least a week just to make sure it's over

Mikey

Mikey doesn't lock himself up

He knows himself and will let you know when bad days are coming

He rarely goes feral during mating season

When he does, you're not coming over

Period

He still talks and everything, but he needs physical contact otherwise he'd lose his mind

His nest is pretty basic, it's not too big, but it's comfy

He likes having you stay over so his nest is warm and inviting

He feeds himself so you don't have to worry about anything

Raph

Raph does go a little feral at least he thought so

But he saw Leo and Donnie and realized he was just paranoid

He doesn't lock himself up, but he tells you not to come over at all during this time

He's worried he might hurt you

Raph acts pretty normal for the most part

He does make a nest, it has to be in the living room because his room isn't big enough

He can go feral like Mikey, but he tends to be pretty mellow

Raph has a tendency to tear things up, but not as bad as Donnie

During this time, the couch is moved out of the living room so Raph has more room and doesn't feel the need to tear up the cushions

[httpvomitello]

Okay soooo~ this is my first time writing to ur acc but- I have a headcon idea about the rottmnt boys and I just laughed so hard on the inside- Okay so picture them with a short bestfriend/crush like around 5,1 or 4,11 you get the idea anyway- So their bestfriend/crush made a bet that they couldn't find them in 5-10 minutes and since reader is so short they can fit into any type of space like the kitchen cabinets maybe the ceiling maybe even the lab- and the boys are just looking around trying to find their bestfriend/crush and then maybe after so much time has passed their bestfriend/crush jumps out and scares the living daylights out of them- (*cough* Mostly Donnie or Leo *cough*) those two have the best reactions when caught off guard can't convince me otherwise- tho I feel like Donnie would be getting scared shitless the most because he always somehow forgets their bestfriend/crush is short af and can fit and hide anywhere and probably in his lab- Like just imagine Donnie in his lab working on shelldon only for their bestfriend/crush scare him shitless while he just stands there frozen staring into space trying to come back down to reality- because the poor guy got so scared his soul almost left him early- I'm actually dying picturing it and it being so fucking funny-🤣😂

Nooooo ~ The worst part is that I also find this funny 🥹 Anyways.... (I'm also short, and I think I would end up scaring them by appearing out of nowhere because of my height) Hope you like it! ♡♡♡♡

Starts off cocky

He’s laughing as he searches, all swagger, tossing out taunts like, “C’mon, this’ll be easy! You’re like, what, a foot tall?”

At first, he checks all the obvious spots, confident he’ll win

But when he doesn’t find them right away

He starts getting… annoyed

With each passing minute, he’s scrambling more and getting low-key panicked

(But will never admit it)

He’s crawling under tables, looking behind every cabinet, even balancing on his toes to check high places, muttering, “Where are you?”

By minute 9, he’s convinced they’re using some kind of stealth magic

Just when he’s about to yell for a hint

His friend leaps out of a high cabinet right above his head, shouting, “Found you!”

Leo jumps about a mile in the air and definitely lets out a yelp, only to turn and immediately play it cool

“Pfft, please, I knew you were up there the whole time,” he insists, laughing nervously while they’re laughing their head off

(He’ll never live it down).

Donnie approaches the challenge like a tactical mission

He’s positive his analytical skills will give him the edge, he’s done simulations for situations like this

He starts systematically checking everywhere he deems logical, mumbling calculations under his breath

He doesn’t even consider weird spots like tiny cabinets or tight spaces because he just assumes “they can’t fit in there.”

But as time ticks down and they still haven’t turned up, he starts… glitching

It bothers him that he can’t find them

He’s questioning his methods, his intelligence, his sanity

By minute 10, he’s pulling apart his lab in desperation, muttering, “Statistically, this makes no sense…”

Then...

BAM!

They leap out from behind a stack of lab equipment, yelling “BOO!”

He freezes

Doesn’t move, doesn’t blink, just stands there, eyes wide, brain processing while his crush is cracking up

It takes him a solid five seconds to finally exhale and snap back to reality, half-annoyed, half-awed

“How… what… That was highly unnecessary.” But inside?

He’s impressed. Very impressed.

Raph is convinced he’s got this in the bag

He’s actually low-key excited to find them

Searches quickly, carefully looking under furniture and checking behind things

His biggest worry?

Accidentally breaking whatever tiny space they might be hiding in

Around the 5-minute mark, he’s getting a little worried, muttering “Alright, you gotta come out sometime.”

(He’s trying to sound annoyed but is actually having a blast.)

After a few more minutes, they finally jump out from a hidden nook and yell, “Gotcha!”

He’s startled, sure, but instead of jumping, he just lets out a big laugh and grins wide

“Nice try, short stuff. Almost got me there.”

He’s proud

Just doesn’t totally understand why anyone would want to squeeze into such a tiny spot to hide

Raph will start opening the cabins more carefully from now on, afraid that they might be hiding there out of nowhere.

He’s 100% into it, like it’s a treasure hunt, bouncing from place to place, calling out, “Ready or not, here I come!”

He’s convinced his “hide-and-seek intuition” will help him find them in record time

But when he can’t find them, he only gets more hyped

For Mikey, it’s all part of the fun

At minute 10, he’s practically pleading

“Alright, you win! Just tell me where you are!” He even starts rapping, trying to coax them out

When they finally jump out, surprising him with a “BOO!”

He lets out a huge scream and then immediately starts laughing

“That was awesome! You’re like a tiny ninja or something!”

(Mikey gets a little paranoid though, thinking they're going to jump out at him out of nowhere.)

100% asks for a rematch immediately

Mikey just wants an excuse to play this all over again.

[niphredil-14]

I am going to drop an idea

So, Donnie x reader (Mr. Bootyyyshaker9000 has me on chokehold-) ft. Shelldon. So without Donnie knowing, fellow reader here has been taking care of Shelldon during his rebellious phase. Oh Donnie said no to racing? Well Shelldon would fly to wherever reader is and do it with them. When Shelldon's got scolded, he'd say something like "[reader] would let me do this!" here and there.

The bros said they're like a divorced couple and Shelldon is their son. Shelldon plays along with it, Donnie and reader? They said no but their faces said otherwise.

This is such a cute idea, I'm obsessed!! I did not mean for this to get nearly as long as it did, but I got into it, and I hope you enjoy!

First and foremost, I think that on the rare occasion that you aren't actively going against what he says, he would really appreciate your help with Shelldon, raising an AI son is far from an easy task, especially when you are also responsible for frequently saving the world, and all that comes with it. I think that just knowing that there was another person around for Shelldon, aside from him and his brothers, would be a huge comfort to Don, one that in the grand scheme of things, is rarely overlooked.

Though his annoyance will, at times, make him temporarily forget what a godsend you are. If he forbids Shelldon from doing something, it is because that was the most logical thing to do, the keyword being logical, which may not necessarily mean the best. In any situation that is new or scary, Donnie relies almost completely on his logic, not his emotions, and considering the fact that parenting, no matter how long you've been doing it, is always a new and scary situation, means that Don often approaches it from a completely logical standpoint, often overlooking emotions, and lacking sympathy. He has lived through all that Shelldon has, and yet often forgets what it's like to be in Shelldon's place. Don tries to not be like his father, but in doing so, he overcompensates, and instead of being borderline-negligent, he is overbearing and overprotective. So although he doesn't always agree with your methods, to have someone to balance him out is definitely for the best for dear Shelly.

When he finds you and Shelldon doing what he specifically forbid Shelldon from doing, he will be pretty upset. He trusted you to be a responsible figure in Shelldon's life, and yet to him, it seems like you, in those moments, do nothing but enable him. He will most likely do his best to shut down whatever it is that he had originally told Shelldon not to do, which of course, only serves to piss you and Shelldon off. If this were to escalate to a full argument, Shelldon would probably either go to one of his uncles for a little while or hide away at his charging station until the two of you were done.

After some talks with Dr. Feelings, and realizing how he was wrong, I think that as hard as it would be for him, he would go to apologize to not only Shelldon, but to you as well. I think that he would get the three of you together, and would explain his though process, and apologize for being overbearing. He would want the three of you to come up with both general and specific goals for what Shelldon wants both short-term and long-term, as well as what you and Don want, and want to improve at short-term and long-term. He would want to talk about meeting somewhere in the middle, and being able to keep each other accountable. He knows that sometimes he can be too strict, but he also feels that sometimes you can be too lax, and would want a compromise. Would want to go over communication, and come up with code words for when he, or you, were overstepping. He would also include Shelldon in this, wanting to know whenever Shelldon felt genuinely hurt, and not just indignant about a rule made for his safety. Donnie knows that the two of you are not perfect, and that the two of you will continue to make mistakes, but he wants to do his best to do right by his son.

Whether or not you and Don started out platonically, Shelldon claiming you as another parent would bring you and Don much closer. It would ultimately be up to you whether or not you wanted to redefine yours and Don's relationship as romantic, but regardless of whether you do or don't I don't think Don would be able to be with anyone else. The three of you were like a little family, and that was enough for him, regardless of what label you had decided to assign to it. He would be happy just being friends that co-parented, but he would also be happy as a couple raising Shelldon, though he will ultimately leave it up to you to bring up, as he would be very afraid to lose you, and wouldn't want to rock the boat, as he was just happy to have you in his life.

[dandylovesturtles]

more Firelined propaganda, because I love them. as always, Firefight is owned by @remedyturtles

for the @tmntaucompetition

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Somehow, their teammates are stable. As far as Donnie can tell, this is pretty lucky, given the shape they were in. The other Leo still hasn't come out of his shell, though, eerily silent where he's cradled in the other Donnie's arms. He hasn't wanted to let go, even since they moved the both of them to a cot, and Donnie can't blame him.

There'd been some more running around, some more efforts to get them treated and comfortable, over the course of the last few hours. And now Donnie is pretty sure it's late (or he's experiencing some kind of interdimensional jetlag), and everyone but him is asleep. They'd found another cot and forced Leo, shaking and clearly low on energy reserves, into it; he'd fussed and insisted he wasn't tired, but the moment his head hit the pillow he was fast asleep. It was a little funny - the kind of thing they could chuckle about now, so many months into Leo's recovery. Raph had slumped against the wall and Mikey had climbed into his lap to nap there.

Donnie had promised them he'd join them soon enough. But so far he hasn't moved from his chair by their teammates' cot, typing away on his wrist tech and occasionally asking Shelldon to run some calculations for him.

At least, Donnie thought he was the only one awake, but the longer he sits there, the more he starts to feel the telltale prickle of someone watching him. His eyes rise from his screens and meet the gaze of the other Donnie, awake and observing him from the cot.

He lowers his wrist and gives a little wave of his fingers to the other Donnie. "Do you need more painkillers?" he asks quietly.

(He really needs a distinct designation for their counterparts. He remembers Leo floating the names "Leonother" and "Donatwollo" and shudders. For now, he decides to mentally refer to them as Donnie-β and Leo-β.)

Donnie-β shakes his head. His eyes float beyond Donnie, to where Leo is asleep in his cot. He points and makes a sign that Donnie assumes is his name sign for Leo-β (different from the name sign for his Leo, which is interesting), then waits to see if Donnie understands. At his nod, Donnie-β proceeds to sign, "Sleep, how?" as best as he can under the circumstances.

Donnie lets out a huff that's almost a laugh. "I'm guessing your Leo also suffers from insomnia?" Donnie-β nods. "As it turns out, chronic fatigue is a surprisingly effective cure." Donnie turns back and glances at Leo, sleeping away. "Usually, anyway..."

There are sometimes days Leo suffers from both, too tired to move but unable to sleep. He's always especially emotional on days like that, and Donnie knows he hates it, so he's glad Leo's brain is letting him sleep tonight.

When he looks back, Donnie-β has a complicated expression on his face that Donnie doesn't know how to begin to unpack. After several awkward seconds of silence, Donnie-β signs again, just, "How?" this time.

"How was he hurt?" Donnie clarifies, and Donnie-β nods again. "It was... the Dark Armor. Draxum put him inside." At the wide-eyed look of horror on Donnie-β's face, Donnie comes to the conclusion, "That didn't happen in your timeline, did it?"

Donnie-β shakes his head. It's not a surprise, at this point.

"It seems to be a unique event to our timeline, at least insofar as those assembled here are concerned," says Donnie, flipping through screens to bring up the research he's done on the alternate timelines here. "So far I know of one other timeline where Leo was put inside the armor, but their circumstances are substantially different from ours." He looks back at their teammates, taking in their substantial injuries, then asks, quietly, "This wasn't the Shredder, was it?"

Tired, Donnie-β shakes his head. Then, with a trembling hand, he fingerspells, "Krang."

"We've heard of them," Donnie tells him. "In other universes... Well, it seems like no one got off particularly easily."

It takes some fumbling from his position, but Donnie-β manages to sign, "Maybe not you," indicating the entire group when he does.

Donnie just shakes his head. "We aren't any more lucky than you guys," he says, which makes Donnie-β's mouth twitch in a motion that is at once humorous and grim.

Another few minutes of silence follows, during which Donnie goes back to looking at his screens, mostly to give Donnie-β the illusion of space. He can tell Donnie-β is thinking something over and trying to decide if he wants to bring it up (pretty weird to see that thought process play out on a mirror of his own face, actually), and he also knows it will be easier for him to come to a decision if he's not being stared at.

Finally, Donnie-β motions for his attention, and, once he has it, signs out, "Was it bad?" before indicating that he's talking about Leo. "Mentally, emotionally," he adds.

Donnie grimaces. Ah, no wonder he debated over saying anything... This isn't a topic Donnie is eager to discuss, either. But he has a feeling Donnie-β must have a reason for asking, so he's willing to talk. A little, anyway.

"Yes," he says. And then, because saying it all out loud is starting to feel dangerous, he turns off his wrist tech and switches to modified ASL (luckily, other than the name signs, Donnie-β's version has been close enough for him to follow so far). "It was bad."

Donnie-β looks at Leo, hesitancy written all over his expression. "Can you tell me?" he finally signs, with shaky hands, like he's not sure he wants to know about it but has to ask.

Donnie hesitates, too. Talking about his brother's mental health issues to other people without Leo's permission is a line he would not normally cross. Leo deserves to control who has that kind of information about him, and in what circumstances they're told. In this situation, he doesn't think Leo would mind, but still...

He decides on a compromise. "I can tell you how it was for me."

Perhaps Donnie-β understands the thought process that led here, because he nods and doesn't press for more.

Donnie takes a deep breath and lets it out slow. Thinking about that time, at the beginning of Leo's recovery, is stressful and comes with no small amount of shame. But he can do it, if it will help someone else with their own troubles.

"He was struggling," Donnie signs, because that much he knows is safe to tell, "and I didn't understand. I pushed too hard. I needed him to heal on my timeline. I wanted things to be normal. I wanted to go back to how it was before."

He chews on his lip, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "I was scared. I felt like I was losing someone. I wanted my Leo," he uses his own name sign for Leo, then points to be sure Donnie-β knows who he means, "back. I wasn't ready to accept I wasn't getting him back."

Donnie-β's face seemed to drain of color, and he hugged Leo-β to his chest ever tighter. Donnie could only imagine what was going though his counterpart's head.

"Mikey," he fingerspells the name for Donnie-β's benefit, "said I was in mourning." He shrugs exaggeratedly - not because he doesn't believe Mikey, but because feelings have never been his area of expertise. "And that was okay. But I needed to love Leo where he is now."

He glances back at his brother, still sleeping soundly. He feels his heart swell when he does - that part, at least, had been easy.

"Leo is different now. And I love him." Donnie makes the sign for "love" extra exaggerated, to add as much emphasis as he can. "Who he is now. As much. More." He glances over his shoulder again and smiles at Leo.

Donnie-β listens. He puts his chin on Leo-β's shell, tapping out the same message to him again.

"...Scared," he rasps out loud, and his voice barely works; Donnie has to lean in to hear. But Donnie-β seems unwilling now to take his hands off Leo-β. "Of losing him for good."

Donnie's own stomach drops at the idea. He gives his head a firm shake, like that will banish it entirely, for both of them.

"You won't," he says. "You'll save him."

Donnie-β looks hauntingly unsure. "How do you know?" he whispers.

"Because you're Donatello Hamato," says Donnie fiercely, "and you can do anything."

Donnie-β doesn't smile, or laugh, or react in any way a Donnie might normally. Donnie supposes that Leo-β isn't the only one who's going to be different now.

But he nods, seriously, his hand keeping up the gently taps on Leo-β's shell.

"Wouldn't want... to give Donnies a bad name," he murmurs.

"That's right," says Donnie, a sigh in his voice. "And - not to sound like Raph here - but maybe you should start by getting some rest yourself."

Donnie-β lets out a noise that is close enough to an annoyed huff it makes Donnie smile.

"If anything happens-"

"We'll wake you. Don't worry."

A nod. Donnie-β's eyelids droop.

He's asleep soon, curled around Leo-β's shell even in slumber. Donnie makes sure the blankets are tucked firmly around both of them, then stretches.

"Shelldon, wake me if anything changes."

"Sure thing, dude."

Donnie looks at Raph and Mikey's mini-turtle pile, then turns back to Leo's cot. It's not really big enough for two, but without his battle shell Donnie is pretty sure he can make it work.

He tucks himself in behind Leo. Leo makes a soft noise in his sleep, turning over and curling into Donnie instinctively.

Donnie would never want anyone else for a Leo. He knows Donnie-β feels the same about Leo-β. And that's why Donnie can rest - believing, eventually, they would be okay.

[hamburgrr]

SOON.

Making a S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. plushie for my twin’s Donnie cosplay!! He’s just a head now but I’m proud of him thus far ^^

[abbeyofcyn]

I hope you don't mind me sending the fanfiction through asks! I didn't know about posting it but wanted to share anyway!

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Two hours, it barely felt that way, but two hours have passed.

"Want me to take over?" Raph questioned, likely to the other two than to Leo, "Both of you must be tired."

Followed by an "I'm fine, thank you!" and "Just a snack break!"

Leo could barely hear his surroundings, eyes laser focused on the little parasite that had kept his brother in such a state for so long. It was almost over... They'd be free from this nightmare.

"Brain surgery takes four to five hours, but since I didn't have to cut him open we should be done soon," Leo mentioned, mostly to soothe their worries. Maybe also to calm himself down.

"How are you feeling, buddy?"

"Tired, cold... And thirsty." There was a weight to his voice, one Leo wouldn't usually hear from Donnie. "And ready for this to be- ACK!"

"Huh? You shouldn't be able to feel-" Leo's explanation was quickly interrupted by interjections.

"Sensei! His eye!"

"It hurts..."

"Leo!"

He wasn't giving up. "It's almost out!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it HURTS-"

"He's in pain!"

And Leo wanted his brother back. "Hold him down!"

Leo's eyes narrowed in focus, zeroing in on the problem. Keep a cool and steady head, calm down, and assess the situation, "It's trying to grab onto anything within reach."

"Leo! Just hurry up!"

Donnie thrashed. He was moving, the parasite was forcing him to jolt and thrash and neither the metal extensions nor Casey were strong enough. "Shit! Hold him!"

Raph rushed forward, hand on his plastron that moved to his shell. That soft shell. No, Raph!

Donnie's maw drew open, teeth bared and primed. Leo and Raph barely had time to register what it meant, barely had time to react.

"Raph!"

The maw came down on metal; SHELLDON's arm, but it was only a temporary fix.

Too much at once, too little time to think.

Come on, Leo! You have your quick thinking and Donnie's big brain! You're not losing your brother. You AREN'T, you CAN'T.

Pull yourself TOGETHER!

His eyes narrowed at the parasite. It thrashed, trying to grab onto his gloved arm but remain rooted to his brain. It wanted something organic.

Dread settled in Leo's stomach, but his mind was made.

It wants a host. I'll give it one.

He pulled the scalpel away from the portal, gripping the metal tight in his hands. It might just be the last thing he'll feel in that arm, he cherished the feeling. He'll fix it.

"Casey..."

He let his ninpo flood into the scalpel, feeling the light metal shift into the familiar weight of his katana. It wasn't about him.

"I need you to take this."

There wasn't time to hesitate. Not when his FAMILY was at stake. Leo handed Casey the sword.

"And when you see it."

With his teeth, he tore the glove off his hand. He let himself cherish the cool air and breeze, knowing it would be his last.

"I need you to cut off my other arm."

Oh man oh man oh man oh man

This is so good???? I love your writing and the colours you chose for their texts and idk why I was wondering why his text was purple as if I don't even know my own comic so it was extra cool to see it change to blue and aaaaaah

[4rs0n1stt]

“Experimental” // request

Donnie x GN!Reader

author's note; hello, yes, yes, yes i know. i have forgotten my sweet, sweet darlings, fear not! as i have been done by that devilish of hell (known as school) that has been upheld for the time being.

ok enough of that, this is requested by @/EvilAngelx on ao3(readers gender wasn't mentioned)

btw, will be doing a second pov for the rest of the fic !!

Synopsis: A crazed, infectious scientist and almost sane person swapped.

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You and Donnie were doing experiments as usual and doing ‘ordinary and basic things’ as what he said. Mostly Donnie was the one doing experiments, and you're just being...you. Sometimes, you help, sometimes you don't. There's really no in-between.

Donnie offered last night to you if you could assist him on this body experiment, based off something Henrik Ehrsson made. You didn't have any plans on the following day so you carelessly agreed. Dating the mad scientist does really infect your mental capacity and mental health (ironically). Yes, infect you. Doing experiments with him is fun. You do get teased here and there, mostly from Leo's but hell, you're having fun.

You spent a few minutes in his Laboratory, waiting for him to finish his techy stuff that you wouldn't understand. There are forms of equipment and tools that were made by his Ninpo, illuminating his dark purple tinted lab with bright purple lights. His Lab couldn't be more purple, you thought.

You then hear an ecstatic hum from him, meaning he must've finished his thing. The bright, translucent purple disappeared into the air, a few spectacles of rectangular shapes were visible as it dissipated.

"I apologise for the wait, my oh-so esteemed partner!" He gushed, it was sarcastic...or not? You don't know, he didn't say it in the third person view. But you had to imitate him, it was ‘the way of the two lovebirds’ way of flirting that Leo have said..

"Oh! My oh-so esteemed erudite and complex scientist of a partner! I have been withering in the relentless grasp of the monotony in your precious laboratory.." You hold out your arm in your chest as the other on top of your head like a damsel in distress. That's too much. But hey, he's dramatic as well, you're just imitating your boyfriend after spending time with him for years.

"Ok, primadonna, enough of that." He chuckled at your behaviour, proud indeed. He had a soft blush, he always loved being complimented even if it's sarcasm but both of you know that you mean it.

"Let's start, shall we? Shelldon will help us out as this experimentation does indeed work on two people.." The said robot appeared with confetti, introducing itself proudly and confidently. Donnie stared at his creation, deadpanning.

Shelldon has a proud smile to itself, ignoring the mess it created. It bowed or lowered itself to make a bow to you. Yes it's a thing, it's adorable, but he somehow acts like a human. I guess, that's what AI is. That's what Donnie's supposedly child is.

"Waasssup??" It didn't even look at it's creator, it looked at you. It was trying to impress you.

Before you could respond, Donnie cleared his throat. Trying to take the attention of the robot to himself. He looked at his floor once again and questioned it.

"Shelldon..clean the mess that you had created. Right. Now." He demanded, crossing out his arms like a father. He acts like Draxum and you can't unsee it. The robot grumbled, but looked at the floor. A cleaning bot was on its way. A dark purple metal robot vacuum went and cleaned the mess.

Shelldon hummed, saying a silent ‘Shit's sweet, huh?’ to Donnie. Donnie just lets it go as he remembered that you're in the scene, he knew you'll be upset AND defend Shelldon. Oh how heartbroken he is, seeing his beloved turning agains him.

He looked at you with narrowed and a little dramatic frown from him. You couldn't help but roll and smirk at his attempt to make you feel pity for him. He shakes his head, he tries to refuse his smile sneaking, denying his defeat from his son.

"Ugh, come on... let's start this experiment." He gets up, walking forward to a pair of built placed treatment or patient chairs on both sides with the middle having a monitor attached to it. Despite the other irrelevant technologies littered around it, it's fairly neat and well organised. Donnie does like his lab being organised, or maybe started to organise his technologies again after almost a few months had passed.

He signaled you to come near the closest treatment chair, you followed and knew what he was signaling. You went to the side and sat, you put your leg on the leg rest, not laying. You were anxious as always. It is scary. But you trust him and you would haunt him forever if something happened to you.

He noticed you, ah right.

"It'll be okay, hm?" He smiled, touching your hand genuinely. He means it, he always has, every single time. And you love him for that. You sighed, touched with just a minimum of affection he acts just for you. He's not really good with feelings (ok einstein), let alone being in a relationship, but he still tries.

You lay on the chair, crossing your arms and shuddering from the cold metal hitting your body despite wearing clothes. He flashed another smile and went to grab a goggle looking thing. It was that thing he was working on earlier but it's not that instead it's an extra one where it's already attached to the machinery or monitor next to it.

"Just tell me- tell Shelldon if anything hurts, alright, dear?" He assured you again, he was a littleeeee bit worried but he's confident in his abilities. Shelldon interrupted him, cringing from his father's unusual and unlike behaviour.

"Ewww, just get it on with it already dudes!" It shouts, narrowing it's own digital eye. You couldn't help but be embarrassed or flustered by it. You stare at Donnie once again. Smiling back.

He puts the goggles on your head, letting your sight take over the darkness. It was heavy, it made you stumble a bit but you didn't made it noticeable.

You heard some shuffling and some sounds; assuming it's from Shelldon flying around. You hear some clicks from the machinery, pressing keys in the keyboard.

You wait patiently yet nervously...

Then your vision was ingulfed by the lab's ceiling. You looked to the machinery next to you, wondering what's going on around you. You were only then got surprised, you next to the machinery, you were there laying. Is this the experiment? You feel a light weight on your head, you touched the goggles, confused on why the weight changed. Before you could touch it, you noticed your hands. Anddddd....

"Holy shit-" You heard Donnie's voice echoing from your own ears. It was you who made that. Damn.

"Ah...dudess? Father- there seems to be a problem- uh oh!" Shelldon taps aggressively on the keyboard with his mechanical arms. Your body quickly sits down from the chair but both legs are still on the leg rest. Your body gets closer to Shelldon, you couldn't really make out what expression you're making.

Is your body or Donnie panicking? Wait- Should you too????

There was a warning that popped up, before anything Shelldon pulled out extra pairs of mechanical hands and swept the goggles and threw it, causing an explosion. Good thing it was a bare spot.

You wide eyed now fully sitting upright. You looked at yourself, finding your body fully wide eyed, you were tweaking. Donnie's tweaking. I mean- atleast it was successful? Right?

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After calming down, which was about an hour. An hour of Donnie's body and your body fighting and defending Shelldon. It was hectic but you two tied, Shelldon didn't help much, he was making it worse by being a teaser to Donnie, throwing a raspberry in his eyes or a pixel emoji in its eye sliding.

But the experiment wasn't supposed to end up like that. It was only just a mere illusion, to see each other's perspective differently and even reacting to touch and whatnot. Instead of ending up on a safer option, you end up on this neural brain networks jibber-jabber swapping thing or what Donnie theorizes. Body swapping in history hasn't been achieved yet so it was still a mystery on how or why it happens. Maybe in the Hidden City perhaps? But you do know that Donnie isn't quite fond of mystic crap.

"Stop worrying! It's uhmm..not a big deal, right?" You tried to lighten the mood, still uncomfortable or unaccustomed to being in Donnie's body. Your body stared at you at disbelief.

"Dearest- we're literally IN another person's body! How can I not be worried-" Your body's hand frantically scattered, he was really freaking out.

"...BUT! IT'S QUITE EXHILARATING TO ACHIVE ON ONE OF THE MOST QUESTIONED AND THEORIZED EXPERIMENTS EVER!!! OHH!!! And- and..."

or not.

But you were damned surprised by his outburst, it was adorable but at least he's not that upset. Though, maybe you were the one who was freaking out. Yeah, this is pretty cool but it was quite terrifying.

He clears his throat, shambling you from your own over-scruntinizing.

"Cough cough. I mean is...that... I'll fix this, don't you worry." Your body nodded encouragingly, your body stands up and went to the explosion that occured and the machinery. Already dragging Shelldon. You would help buuuttt, what's fun in that?

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The rest of the week, you were scattered around the lair. His brothers were surprised, seeing their own brother outside of his lab almost everytime. It was fun pranking them, saying incoherent words or sentences that isn't even makes sense and it was Donnie's mouth and voice.

Of course, there were side affects on your action goofing around. And that is, going and fighting off crime. After being exposed and have been well-known after defeating a whole Alien Invasion can make them be heroes and being heroes mean, fighting off crime every now and then. Mostly, mystic crime, it's a necessity.

Going to battle with no knowledge of Donnie's ninpo is hard, it was later revealed when you, your body went and saved you from Ghost Bear's attack. Summoning a purple, mystic rocket to Ghost Bear's face. Yikes.

Then now, his brothers full know who's the real Donnie and who's not. There were some questions as expected but that means there's no fun anymore. Of course, you got scolded. Though, it's fun.

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author's note; didn't expect it to be this time consuming, i swear im trying to get my ass from the ground and be more productive. sorry for the wait @/EvilAngelx !!

I have yet another thought on making another book (not a request/onshot/headcannon) but with various!rottmnt x reader and set into a more modern or more neutral terms for mutants/yokai/magic and humans (basically, living with one another like it's normal)

[britt-kageryuu]

A stream is starting, but there is a new waiting screen, it flips through 'pages' of a photo album. In these 'pictures' is the guys, Splinter, April, and turtles that represent the Casey's, along with Shelldon and River, in Japan, and doing a wide variety of things. Them infront of famous structures, in an Arcade, visiting Hachiko, trying different foods, the group dressed in modified traditional Japanese clothing, and visiting the theme parks.

Chat was going a bit nuts over the pictures, some wondering if this is where they went, and why they hadn't done any updates on what was going on.

The screen changes, and Donnies model appears dressed in a royal purple yukata with black circuitry paterns, his mask with charms, black tabi, and purple zori. His model was sitting on the outer walkway of a traditional Japanese home. There is a tamaya type shrine with a black framed picture of a woman with long black hair and a kind face, incense holders, and a small vase of flowers sitting beside the picture, in the room behind Donnie.

"Greetings members of the bale. Sorry we weren't streaming or posting for the last week or so. We had an unexpected trip to visit family in Japan. Apparently there was some family drama that we were being pulled into because Papa despite how he is, and not really keeping in touch with them, is the head of the family. Annoyed Sigh."

A notification comes in with a donation. "Welcome Back! Did you have fun in Japan?"

Donnie nodded, "Well after mending the family drama, we did have fun. Though we had some interesting problems with Reds height, it was still fun. Even if our extended family was a mixed bag of suck ups, narcissist, and a few genuinely pleasant people."

Another notification with a question, "What was the family drama? Sorry for being nosy, we're just all curious."

"Another Annoyed Sigh. It was very stupid in my opinion. We have a cousin that wanted to go against the norm and family traditions, to follow their dreams... and become the Japanese equivalent of a drag queen. A Otokonoko might be the right term, but it might be something else." He paused to take a drink, "Some of the family thought it was a big disgrace, but Dad brought out the fact that he ran away from home to be an Actor, and he on quite a few occasions, dressed in drag for a film. That shut them up real quick." Donnie has a very smug look on his face.

"And some people wonder were we get our flamboyance from." Donnie strikes a pose with a slightly flirtatious look on his face, before going back to his original sitting position and more flat expression with a slightly smile.

"Anyway, I will be doing a bit of storytelling of our trip tonight, because the others are still trying to get used to the time change. Insomnia was not kind to pretty much everyone."

The chat was questioning if there had been more to the drama than that, but knew the guys will ignore almost any questions they don't want to give the answers for.

The rest of the stream was a mix of Donnie talking about places they visited while showing pictures of the area, local food, a few cats, and local artwork, and a slight AMA because the chat kept asking for more stories from the trip even if they were just a short 'Blue almost tripped into a koi pond because he was distracted.'

Though a few highlights included a story of Blue taking a detour to visit his boyfriend's family, which was an adventure in itself. And Donnie talking about the weird tech they found in some shops in Akihabara.

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Masterpost

[spoopyblues214]

IKEA

A ficlet about a dream I had where I went to ikea with the disaster twins. Second person, you decide if it's platonic or romantic I don't know lmao

Also to the ask I got, requests are open! Yours will be next and to anyone else who's interested just send an ask

Word count: 610

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You walked through the entrance with the two turtles, only for Leo to take your hand and pull you along. Apparently, you hadn't been walking fast enough for the slider. In turn you grabbed onto Donnie's arm, making him fumble his phone before holding it with just his free hand and giving you the other one to hold. When Leo slowed, he swung your hands back and forth, which you gladly attributed to. Donnie rubbed circles and lines onto the back of your hand as the two of you walked, but he didn't look up from his phone.

Every now and then Leo would break away and come back to show a silly trinket or make a pun on the swedish name for an item, which had you smiling and rolling your eyes. Donnie didn't gain any interest until the displays turned into example rooms, which is where he began to split off and mumble to himself about the decor. You'd follow, stand next to him and rock on your heels unless you felt like picking up a smaller thing to inspect in the fake bedrooms. Once you got to the display kitchens, Donnie got this strange look in his eye, and you couldn't decipher it until he spoke.

"Shelldon's been struggling processing things lately, though I'm sure you wouldn't know anything about that."

I had to try very hard to keep from smiling, before replying, "I'm not the one keeping him from recharging his energy at night, working on hundreds of unfinished projects."

He failed at hiding his smirk about the fact that you were in on the joke, but still continued, "oh, I'M the one keeping him from recharging? Maybe if you didn't get him sucked in to all those video games-"

"You're upset with me for rewarding good behavior? Don, when I'm not around he's miserable," the argument had been started, and the fake anger providing entertainment from passersby was rewarding.

It was especially fun for the two of you to walk the tightrope that the little drone could be an actual kid. Leonardo had come by with wooden birds on metal wire legs only to almost drop them at the shouting match the two of you had gotten into. Though, after his jaw un-dropped, he was losing his shit, trying not to laugh and fighting an uphill battle whenever someone passed by and made faces at the two of you arguing. He made damn sure to take pictures to laugh at later. The two of you came to the conclusion that Donnie would stop keeping Shelldon operating even if he was still working on something after twelve am. You would have to stop pampering him for every little thing, even if you were the only one who did so for the little drone.

You took both your turtles hands and led them to the cafeteria, where Donnie had just the meatballs, you had yours with gravy, and Leo had his with the lingonberry sauce. When Leo was done he kept stealing your mashed potatoes, so Donnie gave you his after you ran out. After lunch you all made for the exit, Leo still appearing with random items that caught his interest, though he stopped with the puns. You were easily distracted as Donnie went and paid for something.

Once out the door, the slider teleported all of you back to the layer, where you were scooped up by Raph for a movie night. Later that night you found a stuffed turtle on you bed that looked a little derpy, the tag labeled "BLÅVINGAD." How the twins had managed to sneak it past you was a mystery.

[fishsticksloser]

OH i thought of this one!!

A rottmnt fluff HC of the boys (including their future turtles) reacting to female reader who decided to name their first baby by their husband's name?

Like reader and turtle (separately) are married and she decided to name the first new born baby as " leo jr " or " Raph jr "...etc, just because of how much she loves her husband.

Naming Babies

RotTMNT x fem!reader

Warnings: eggs hatching, egg laying, fluff

A/N: There's nothing explicit. I assume it'd be eggs, I dunno how it all works... Future them will be added to the normal boys. Donnie's is a girl because I 100% believe he'd make sure his son was named Galileo. I've posted an info dump about what I learned... Holy shit... Also I hate naming kids after their fathers, I have a friend who's like the 16th or something crazy and he's going to continue it, but similar names, yes all for it.

Donnie

Donnie had been stressing out

Sure, he'd done research, he was prepared

Just not mentally

After the egg was laid though, he became a lot less stressed

You have almost 3 months to get everything ready (82-84 days)

He worked hard

Also making sure that the incubator stayed at the correct temp

When it was time for it to hatch, he was shaky

The egg hatched and a small turtle mutant came out

You gently picked it up and cleaned it up

"It's a girl."

You held her as she chirped softly, staring at you and Donnie

"What's her name?"

"Donatella."

At first Donnie was shocked

Sure you guys had discussed names and that was one of them

But he hadn't expected you to actually choose it

Still he's happy, not necessarily about the name, but because he has 2 beautiful girls in his life.

Future Donnie:

The moment the egg began hatching, he dropped everything

His family crowded close by, not wanting to scare the new member

She was beautiful

"Donatella."

"Huh?"

"Donatella, that's her name."

He smiles wide

Donnie was touched that you decided to name her after him

Leo

2 eggs

That's what he saw

I guess twins run in the family

He panicked, wanting to make everything perfect for them

He kept a close eye on the incubator

They had Shelldon keep an eye on them so when they started hatching, they'd know

It could be 2 months or 4, there was no telling

When the eggs started hatching, he ran to get everyone

Leo was so excited to meet them

He bounced, unable to stop moving

Unfortunately only 1 was hatching

Not to fret, the other 2 might just be taking longer

"What are you naming him?"

"Leon."

"Strong name." -Splinter

"Yeah... Reminds me of someone."

Leo nudges you a smile splitting his face

Future Leo:

"They're hatching!"

Mikey had been watching over them

Everyone rushes over

These are the first grandkids of Hamato Yoshi after all

You both gently picked one up, cleaning them thoroughly

"Girls."

"You go first."

"Leonora."

He smiled, not clicking that it was the female version of his own name

"Atsuko."

Splinter gasps, tears coming to his eyes

"Wait... Leonora?"

You nod and he kisses you hard

Mikey

Probably the best while you laid your eggs

He was freaking out inside though.

Still he did his best

He made sure to keep you comfortable even after they were in the incubator

They were the most agonizing days of his life

Just waiting to meet his beautiful babies

90 days passed and nothing

Almost 10 days later, they were finally hatching

You both took one, cleaning gently

"Boy and girl."

"Names? Any ideas?"

You held your tiny baby boy

"Angelo."

"Miwa."

Then he blinked in confusion

"Angleo?"

"Yeah... It's a nice name don't you think?"

He's really happy

You chose a name similar to his own

Future Mikey:

You both watched as the small egg shook and started opening

Mikey grabbed your shoulders, shaking you gently out of excitement

"It's a girl."

"Congrats, Miguel."

You both smiled at each other, your tiny girl holding her hands up

"Michaela."

Mikey looks at you, a little shocked

A smile spills across his face, tucking you into his chest

Raph

Probably the most freaked out

He panicked even after they were in the incubators

Luckily you had about 3 months to calm him down

The issue?

It was like once he finally calmed down, they were hatching

He shifted uncomfortably, watching them open the shells

You reached in, taking the small turtle

"A boy."

"Names. What's his name!?"

"Raphael."

"What?"

Raph didn't catch what you were talking about

He zoned out looking at the baby boy

"Our baby's name. Raphael."

He stared at you

It still wasn't clicking

"Sigh... She's named him Raphael after you."

"Oh..."

Tears came to his eyes, looking back at his son

Future Raph:

He was excited and very scared

This wasn't exactly the world he wanted to bring his kids into

But as he watched the small tooth break through the shell, he realized he would do anything for his child

"It's a girl."

"She's beautiful..."

He held her gently, she rubbed her face against his large thumb

"Rafaela."

Raph looked up, smiling sweetly, tears rolling down his cheeks

"It's perfect."

[apalonecreations]

Analysis time with 0thello: (Disaster twins edition)

So I was reading a fic (shocker) and I'm realizing just how alike Donnie is to Draxum and Leo is to Splinter. As if it were intentional parallels between the brothers and them. For example: Leo fucked up a bunch of times to the point of almost dooming humanity (Kraang) just like Splinter had (Shredder), and Donnie made life threatening experiments and even created new sentient life (Shelldon) and mutated things purposefully (I.e. The worm from witch town) like Draxum had. I could go on about this because it's actually wild to me how eerily similar this is. These are near perfect parallels which makes me think they would have done something with that later on in the series if it hadn't been cancelled. Similar to what they had done for Raph & Leo, Donnie & Mikey, Leo & Mikey (ish) and Mikey & Raph but to a much larger extent. Perhaps it could have shown up later on, had the show gotten it's full 7 seasons like it should have. It upsets me that (if they were going to) they didn't get to have that character arc between them like they had with the others. It would have been really interesting to see. Like would Donnie have had a villain arc? Would they have had something like Leo had with Raph where it was constant arguing except it got progressively worse? Perhaps it could have ended up with some form of kidnapping and/or manipulation with one of the two and the other was forced to help them despite their fighting beforehand. Who knows.

[niphredil-14]

Hi. If you’re still taking requests, please could you do a one shot about how Reader would react if they found out the Turtle bf was their favourite celebrity?

(V-Tuber, singer, voice actor, ect)

Please and thank you

If you don’t want to or don’t have time, that’s ok. I know how busy life can get

this was a lot harder to write than I originally had expected, so I just did Donnie, hope that's ok.

V-TUBER DONNIE X GN! READER

Most of the time they were with their boyfriend, they spent doing parallel play of some sort. There was a comfort and a serenity in knowing that they could be so close to someone without needing to give or receive constant, active attention. To be able to just sit with their knees touching, or back-to-back (or shell) and be able to do their own thing made them feel more connected than if they were actively interacting. It was a sweet, simple sense of domesticity that they both thoroughly enjoyed. With both of the being such busy, productive people, it was nice to be able to get stuff done while still spending time with each other. It was peaceful, with some quiet music in the background, accompanied by Shelldon's terrible (fantastic) dancing, it was nice. But the serene quiet would not last much longer. With an obnoxious beep, Donnie's headphones had warned him that they were about to die.

"Shit." He sighed.

"Hmm?" They questioned. He popped his headphones off and plugged them into the charger nearby.

"Headphones died, and I still need to edit another three videos." He groaned, his head falling melodramatically back against the back of the couch.

"Can't you edit them without headphones?" They asked. He turned his head, which was still resting on the couch behind him, to look at them, his drawn-on eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"You sure you wouldn't mind?" He asked. He often got a bad rep, of being uncaring because of his struggle to empathize with others, but it wasn't as black and white as some would think.

"Yeah, it's fine. Do whatever works for you, Don." They reassured him with a soft smile. He gave a small smile back, and turned back to his laptop, after telling the, to let him know if they changed their mind. And for the rest of the editing process for that video, nothing really changed. They had the slightest suspicion that the voice was a bit too familiar, in an eerie way, but they just couldn't place it, and knowing how much Don hated to be interrupted when he was on a roll, they refrained from asking, at least until they heard a particular phrase, said in their lover's voice.

"Greetings, Internet! 'Tis I, BootyyyShaker9000! Welcome to my channel!" Rang out from the computer.

"Holy shit!" They exclaimed. Donnie turned to look in their direction, only to find them staring at him with starstruck eyes. "You edit BootyyyShaker9000's videos?" They asked.

"I- what?" Donnie asked in response.

"I mean, he's a V-Tuber, so I knew someone must have been editing the videos, but you?? That's so cool!" They would likely have continued their ramble had Don not cut them off.

"Wait, wait, wait." Don said. "You know BootyyyShaker9000?" He asked.

"Know him??" They gasped, almost indignantly. "He's my favorite youtuber! I watch all of his videos as soon as they come out!" They said. "You know how Thursdays at 4pm are always blocked off on my calendar? It's because that's when he uploads!" Donnie took a moment to just digest what they had confessed to him. They must not have realized that he was BootyyyShaker9000. A smile graced his features as a plan hatched in his mind.

"Dearest. Slow down." He spoke, and they did. Falling silent, awaiting what he was going to say. He just looked at them fondly for a moment before continuing. "Would you like to watch me edit the video? It's a fairly boring process, but if you're such a big fan, you're more than welcome to." They gasped, and tossed their own laptop to the side.

"Absolutely!!" They exclaimed, and scooted closer to him, until it was unclear where he ended and they began, their sides pressed so close they were practically melded together. However when they looked at his screen, and found him in the video, where the avatar would normally have been, it clicked.

"Holy Shit! You're BootyyyShaker9000???"

[thegl0bgl0gabgalab]

@hurtcember: Collapse

Donnie knows he’s done for when the Shredder… well… shreds through all of his tech. That was everything he had, and it wasn’t even close to being enough. 

Activating the blasters on his metal shell, he makes a break for the sky. He just needs to gather himself and his thoughts. If he can get away from it, he has a better shot at attacking.

The turtle is ripped out of his thoughts when a cold claw grabs his ankle with an iron grip. The blasters are torn from his back, causing his battle shell to move and dig painfully into his leathery carapace. If the bruises already starting to form weren’t enough, the Shredder drags him closer for another swipe. 

When Donnie sees that steely silver claw rise above him, he knows what is soon to come. Acting almost purely on instinct, he thrashes and squirms, squeezing his eyes shut as the metal flies toward him at speeds he can’t process. 

He feels the warm liquid spilling down his back before he feels the injury itself. Quickly having pooled at the bottom of the battle shell, blood begins to seep out of the three massive gashes in his tech. This is it. 

This is goodbye. 

I hope my brothers are OK. And Dad, and Shelldon, and April.

This is not how I wanted to go out.

When Donnie blinks open his eyes, the first thing he notices is his brothers. The second thing he notices is the fact that he is currently being crushed in a hug. And the third thing he notices is the pain. Oh wow the pain. His shell is on fire- why is he burning?? 

Raph’s mouth is moving, but Donnie can’t hear a word. His eyes flick around to survey his current situation, and… the fight is over? The Shredder is gone. His brothers are talking about going home.

We don’t have a home anymore. Everything will be gone.

But, regardless, his dad begins to herd them in what is most likely the direction of their sewer. 

Donnie’s ears are ringing. Everything is wrong. He can barely stand, let alone walk. He has no idea how he finished the fight, but he sure-as-shell isn’t moving now.

He blinks his eyes back into focus to see Leo staring down at him, saying something, but all Donnie can hear is his own heartbeat. It picks up pace, and his vision blurs. His twin grabs his wrist and hauls him to his feet, causing the world to spin and swirl. Ooooh no.

The momentum he gained from being hoisted up carries over to when he’s upright, and Donnie can only watch as he falls forward. As I said before, oh no. 

Leo breaks away from the hug with a tired but genuine grin. At least it’s over. He allows his gaze to sweep over his brothers, assessing their current states. Man, I’m turning into Raph. He chuckles to himself. “Well, it’s been a good one but I’m ready to hit the hay. It’s been a loooong… uh… one, two, three days.”

Splinter butts in, “yes. We are all exhausted. Rest would do us well. Come with me, boys, home is this way.” He points them to a (half-wrecked) sidewalk.

“Woof! I am beat!” Leo turns toward Donnie. “And I bet you wanna get back to your tech, eh Dontron?” 

He pauses when he gets no response. “Donnie?” Leo twists back around to face his twin, who hadn’t stood up after the hug. “Hey, Dee,” he squats down, “you alright there?” His eyes are barely tracking… “Coooome on.” He grabs his twin’s wrist and gently tugs him to his feet.

He watches Donnie’s eyes in hopes of seeing any flash of recognition, but his stare remains blank. To make matters even worse, his twin, as opposed to standing, starts to tip over. “Shit-”

He lunges as fast as he can, wrapping his arms around the now unconscious turtle.

“Leo? What’s goin’ on?” The blue-clad turtle sees Raph start walking back toward them.

“I don’t know! Donnie just collapsed!”

“WHAT?!” Splinter and Mikey’s voices join Raph’s.

“WOAH WOAH! Don’t crowd me. I’m gonna try to see what’s wrong.” Very slowly, Leo lowers his twin to the ground. Holding him up, he looks over Donnie’s front. Nothing. That means… He lays him face-down over his leg and oooooh no. 

His brother’s shell, his soft, leathery shell, was shredded. His battle shell had been cut through like butter, leaving a large portion of his softshell exposed and open to injury. Actually, the battle shell had possibly made the gashes worse. Shards of purple metal had been bent inward and shattered, then pressed into the shell, further desecrating Donnie’s carapace. “Shit…”

Leo draws in a deep breath. “We need to get home, now.”

[yarrow-remains]

[Yarrow wakes up in her Medbay cot. She looks around at her surroundings spotting who she thinks is named Darner on another cot and no Retro to be seen. She sits up feeling different pangs of pain in different places despite there being no injuries there. Suddenly she realized some of her stuff was in her wreck of a room so she gets up, holding her gut, and makes her way to her room, using the wall as a guide.]

[Once she was there, everything was a mess. Almost completely destroyed. She stumbles into the room fast, collapsing to her knees so she can dig out anything. She finds a sleeve of a jacket and pulls it out, dusting it off. It had a few new holes in it but it was otherwise ok so she puts it on, hugging herself once it was on. She continues her search to soon find her boots and realizes she only had socks on this entire time since that fight. After putting on her boots, she spots something else, making her walk over and move stuff around to find the console and gaming controllers that Shelldon gave her. The memory plays out in her mind of how she got the console. It was.. nice.]

[Without a second thought, she takes anything she can find that was apart of the gaming console set up. Once she was done, she returns to the Medbay with the gaming things in hand and puts them next to her cot. She sits down and examines the console to check for damages; it was nothing too serious, she’ll just fix it if it does end up bugging out. Yarrow sighs in relief as she puts down the console next to the cot and lays down, falling asleep content.]