Please do 139 and 51 they are SO jasonnie coded‼️
Late as shit posting again wooo !
Still working on these sorry for slow going, trying to keep up with art projects oops.
Anyway here's 51! I'll get to 139 as soon as I can in another post
Also uuuh some context if you want it?? If you've read Not Part of the Plan, the Donnie in this fic is from the present timeline, so he has some Knowledge about future events. (Will I write the later scenario of Jase finding out that Donnie met his future self once? Maybe. Because it's crunchy) Anyway!
“No, Jase, you’re not helping with this one.”
Jason’s gaze snapped away from the monitor in their shared office to his husband who was already typing at the screen from his watch.
“I’m sorry?” Jason pointed at the display. At the huge mech with the guns to match built onto its shoulders. “It’s tech based, Donnie.”
“Exactly, so I can handle it.”
Something was off about Donnie’s tone. Far more serious about this than he usually was when an alert came up. Sometimes these days he didn’t even jump into action. Just a quick phone call to Leo asking if he should join in, and when Leo would say “We’ll call for backup if we need it,” Donnie would leave it at that.
He likely quit getting as involved for the same reason Raph did, they had kids to think about now.
But despite all of that, if he did go on a mission and Jason insisted on helping, Donnie usually didn’t object this harshly.
“What is going on?” Jason followed the softshell before he left the room to head up to the roof. “Why do you not want me involved?”
“Because you don’t need to be.” Donnie insisted. “You can keep taking care of things here at work.”
“Haha, no.” Jason crossed his arms. “I can already see the kind of weapons that thing is packing. You think I’m going to get any work done while worry about you getting yourself blown up.”
Donnie said something in response to that, but he spoke so quietly that Jason didn’t catch it.
“What?”
“Nothing,” Donnie shook his head. “We don’t have time for this. I need to meet my brothers and—”
“I’m going.”
His husband flinched, shoulders going stiff. He almost looked frightened before his gaze shifted into a glare. “No you’re not. We are not arguing about this.”
Jason reeled back. “Excuse me? We are arguing about this. Since when did you suddenly decide you get to tell me what to do?”
Donnie looked at his watch and groaned. “I’m just trying to keep you safe. I’m your husband. It’s my job.”
Jason barked out a laugh in spite of the rage in his chest. “I’m sorry? Are we seriously going to have this discussion after the week-long argument when I first decided to go out and help you on a mission?”
Donnie leaned toward him. “This is nothing like—”
He immediately shoved his palm against Donnie’s chin to make him stop talking. “Nothing like it? You’re using the same stupid argument. ‘Oh, I need to keep you safe.’ ‘Oh Jase you’re so tiny and fragile you’ll break if a stiff breeze blows by.’”
His husband snapped his head away, baring his teeth now. “That’s not what I said.”
“But it must be what you think. Tech armor isn’t enough to make you stop worrying. A giant ninpo dragon isn’t enough to make you stop worrying. I could probably find some potion of immortality and you’d still be freaking out if I got a papercut during combat.”
“Yeah, because I don’t want you to get hurt. Is that not allowed?”
“And I don’t want you to get hurt.” Jason pointed at him. “Donnie, we talked about this. We talked about looking out for each other. Not just you shielding me from everything because doing that without thinking is how you end up—”
“You’re the idiot who shields—!” Donnie’s outburst cut off in an instant. He even put a hand over his mouth, like he just said something he shouldn’t have.
Jason blinked, searching his husband's face for answers or at least a clue. “What?”
“Nothing, it’s nothing. I just—” Donnie took his hand. “Jase, you’ll be safer if you just stay here.”
Jason narrowed his eyes. “You know something about this mech.”
His husband avoided his gaze, not entirely a tell by itself, but the fact he also bit his lip was a sure sign he was hiding something. “Jase, please just trust me right now.”
“I find that a little hard when you aren’t telling me everything.”
“I can’t right now. There isn’t time. Please just—”
Jason pulled his hand free and grabbed the collar of his husband’s coat. “Donnie.”
The softshell swallowed. “Yes?”
“If you want me to trust you, then trust me, and let me help you. Because I’m your husband. And it’s my job.”
The tension steadily left Donatello’s shoulders and his expression softened. He reached up to once again take Jason’s hand, pulling it free from his coat. He studied it for a moment, fingers trailing over the wedding band, before bringing it up and kissing Jason’s knuckles.
“Okay.” The turtle sighed. “You win. Just please promise you won’t do anything reckless?”
Jason snorted and tugged free. He went to step around his husband so they could head for the stairs. “I’m pretty sure that’s the lecture I have to give you every time we—” An arm around his stomach suddenly snatched him back. He would have been annoyed, but any frustration got replaced by shock when Donnie kissed him.
Not a short one either. The turtle held him close, one hand cradling his head and the other on his back. Jason still had no idea what was going on, but still returned it. Because one, he’d almost never object to a kiss and two, maybe it’d ease some of Donnie’s anxiety.
The kiss wasn’t enough apparently. Even when Donatello stopped he kept holding Jase, foreheads pressed together. “You know I love you, right?”
“Yes, and I love you too, which is why I am absolutely not letting you tackle this without me. Got it?”
Donnie smiled at him, but something about it looked achingly sad. “Yeah, got it. Now come on, we can’t waste anymore time.”
Jason expected his husband to put him down so they could walk to the stairs. Instead, Donnie just lifted him up higher and carried him out into the hall. Not exactly running, but still moving pretty fast.
“What? Hey. Put me down.” Jason tried to wiggle himself free.
Donnie finally gave him a genuine smile. “It’s faster if your scrawny little legs aren’t struggling to keep up with me.”
“Excuse me?” Jason leaned back, trying to lift his leg. “These scrawny little legs are about to kick you in the face.”
Donnie gently tossed him into the air before catching him again.
Jason cursed. “I hope you know when we land I am pushing out onto the concrete.”
“What, with your scrawny little arms?”
Jason smacked the side of his goggles. “Shut the fuck up!”
Donnie just laughed and pulled him closer. “Love you too.”
Jason sighed and resigned himself to being carried.
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hey everyone, i got some very important news, specifically on what's to happen to this blog soon!
please take your small time to read, as it is kinda important to me ^^
hello, hello!! it's me, tumblr user its-paperd, coming to you live with an important announcement!!
to put it very very simply, my entire blog will be on a VERY long hiatus, much longer than my usual 5 to 7 days kind
reason behind this is kind of personal, but it does kind of relating to school and grades. to put it simply, my grades haven't been going well and i admit, i have been getting addicted to this app a bit. too much hahah ^^"
now here's the thing, while i say it'll be a hiatus here, there would be a possibility of my blogs... getting deleted.
now don't panic!! i'm not exactly sure if it would happen but it might be a possiblity, so while my blog is still here, if there's anything you want to archive from my blog, it's best to take action and reblog some as soon as you can
get some of my spices, as you will kekek /silly
' oh, but paperd, you're taking this so well, don't you care about us? '
i do!! from the bottom of my heart, i do. it's just that it has been a long time coming, and it was inevitable that it would happen so i mentally prepared myself before i can give a proper goodbye ^^
with all of this happening, i can only think of parting words before i go radio silent
now things are gonna get sappy for me, kekeke <x'D
( moots i'm so sorry you have to learn about this this way <x| )
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to my two bestest friends, @psycho-chair and @unknownarmageddon , the two members of the kross trio!! thank you both so much for being my friends, the moments we had in pony town will never be forgotten, and the memories we shared too. i appreciate you two being my besties, and i'm very sad to see myself go but to whatever that may come through, just remember guys!! keep being swag for me >:] live laugh kross forever ‼️‼️
to @jun1per-t33th !! my silly friend and amazing artist!! i always appreciate all the memes you sent to me, and your art is a banger every time!! ily so much, juni mwah mwah /p
to @justanidiotartist , my homie friend bud!! thank you for being my mutual, and all the art you made i have always been amazed, you keep being your fun, spectacular self, and take care!! :D
( honourable mentions, ily all so much <3 <3 /p : @the-arcade-doctor, @skelle404 , @corrupted-icarus , @karineverse , @captain-kretsnik , @sunnemona , @cherrio-krispz , @glitchysquidd , @socksandbuttons , @yuriyuruandyuraart , toka!! i see you >:] , other mutuals i've interacted!! you all are the best!! )
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and with all that, my play of the show is done, but never over!! i will try harder for you all and hopefully, i can come back with pride and joy to you all!! thank you for your support, and i shall see you all again, whenever it may be!!
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Uh-oh! You are like, SOOO awkward!!
You're so awkward that it is occasionally mildly uncomfortable for people!
You're so awkward that sometimes people are confused by you and then there are awkward silences!
You're so awkward ...... that ultimately no one is harmed!!
Oh damn!!! What a vile crime you have committed! What an unforgivable thing it is to make a fellow human briefly confused!
Why, if *I* were ever briefly confused and kind of uncomfortable as a result, I'd be devastated.... by the absolute net zero change in my happiness and health! - From which I might never recover!! Yes indeed! No punishment can ever be enough for you!!
So you better absolutely hate yourself for it.
Better be SO MEAN to yourself about every single missed social cue so you don't forget your horrible crime! Meaner than you'd ever dream of being to someone else for the same thing! This is YOUR responsibility!
You need to show the world that you KNOW you are bad by punishing yourself constantly! After all, think of all the people who BENEFIT from you punishing yourself! - No, really! Think about it! Think about who benefits from your pain.
Think of alllllll the definitely-good people that your definitely-necessary self-torment definitely helps! I mean, you can't just cut off their definitely-life-sustaining supply of your suffering, right?? Sure, everyone else has a breaking point, but you're probably the only person in human history who doesn't, right? Best not to question it probably. Sure, it's a symptom that billions of people with trauma have had, but who knows? You could be a one-in-seven-billion exception. Anything's possible!
Instead, better just accept that idea that bullies carry like guns in holsters - the idea that people who have trouble with social cues deserve to suffer. Better carry on the burden they placed on you until you drop. Aid the cause of the callous by enforcing shame and suffering upon yourself extra hard; try your best to do their work for them. They're very busy.
Better not recognize that you need patience and kindness to heal from your trauma. Better not find out that it was trauma rather than personal weakness filling your head with self-hating thoughts. Better not find out it wasn't your fault.
Better not find out that awkwardness is not inherently harmful or unkind, and, in fact, the people who act like it is *are the ones enacting harm and being cruel.*
Better not get righteously angry when you realize just how much unnecessary damage this has done to you. After all, if you get mad, you might realize you deserve better. You might even feel brave enough to DEMAND better! You might build boundaries that keep you safe! You might make other people think they deserve to feel safe too! And we obviously can't be having that, so...
Better not show yourself even a little kindness a little bit at a time.
Better not make a habit out of it after all that practice.
Better not get confident.
Especially if you can't first wipe out every trace of awkward. (And you probably never will. Because people who experience absolute social certainty at all times tend to be insufferable assholes that enforce the status quo. And you just don't have the stock portfolio for that.)
Better not be confident and awkward because then you might confuse and delight people
- you might accidentally end up making other people feel less shame for their social difficulties
- you might make isolated, traumatized, and shy people feel like they deserve to be included in social situations
- you might even make them feel they can be themselves around you
- you might start loving the effect you have on a room
- you might enjoy conversations more
- you might forgive yourself and bounce back from shame more easily and frequently
- you might come to enjoy some of those moments of harmless confusion you cause because NOBODY expects the Confident Awkward, and that can genuinely be an advantage in social situations
- you might stop apologizing so much.
- you might find that socializing is like a video game: it requires practice but also a safe space for it to be fun and positive.
Or if you can't become assertive and confident, better not remain awkward and shy and quiet, and then love and forgive yourself anyway!
Why, it would be carnage!!
In either scenario, you run the risk of finding out that it's not your fault that safe spaces full of kind people can be really hard to find, create, and nurture. You could end up building a skillset that helps you do those things if you're not careful!
If you start giving yourself even the tiniest amount of grace at a time, you will find that you've accessed a gateway drug with extreme long-term side effects:
- You might realize that it was never your fault that it took so long to like yourself.
- You might realize that you were always worth talking to, even when you didn't like yourself and communication felt impossibly difficult.
- You might realize that you'll still be worth talking to even if communication becomes harder as you age and/or experience disability.
- You might come to know that you deserve to be heard even on bad days when words come slow and blurry.
You might discover that you were always deserving of kindness, first and foremost from yourself.
So. As you can see, it's FAR too much of a risk to start granting your awkward self free pardons for your many heinous and harmless crimes. Better to just leave it there.
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Been back from vacation for around four days now and learned about Charles Martinet retiring, which did bum me out.
Like don't get me wrong, I knew this day would happen eventually. Nintendo clearly wants their franchise to go on for as long as they can, and Martinet is already rather old. It was only a matter of time before he would have to pass on the torch. But i guess I just didn't expect it to happen this soon ?
On that note, I'm actually not that worried for Mario's voice. In the trailer of Mario Wonder, the new actor sounds a lot like Martinet, to the point where many thought it was him (myself included). And considering Nintendo being Nintendo, they'll probably not tolerate a bad imitator. I'm also not worried for Wario since Wario Ware Gold happened so him having another voice won't be too weird (for context I played this game in french). As for Waluigi, he's a character I don't care that much for so I won't mind if he sounds a bit different.
Now Luigi is actually the one I'm worried about, because Martinet gives him such a soft-spoken dorky shy vibe and I couldn't imagine him any other way. I'm going to miss him sounding like a dorky sweetheart trying his best to be as brave as his bro...
Oh and also, a few things I've read and agree on : 1. It'd be better if each of those characters get their own voice actor that can imitate them well, rather than trying to get one person who can do some voices well but others not, 2. It sucks that Martinet didn't get to voice his characters one last time in the movie, tho given there's going to be sequels, it makes the casting decision makes a bit more sense (makes more sense as in "not casting Martinet so that there's no actor change for the sequel which would makes the voices sound off", not the whole "shitty popular guy instead of an actual voice actor" thing), 3. At least Martinet chose to retire instead of being unfairly fired. Hell Nintendo actually recognized how much of an impact Martinet had on their characters and made him the Mario franchise's ambassador ! It's great !
In any case, thank you Charles Martinet for voicing our childhood. ❤ The cheerfulness and dorkyness those characters have wouldn't exist without you, and may you have a happy retirement.
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