#donatello mention

[cats-and-confusion]

aughuuhgjsd second small snippet for Wrong AU fic

because I can’t write it linearly. and its baja blast due again because i have no mind. 

no warnings that i know of, if i missed something let me know<3

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“Hey Mr. Skittles!” Leo coos to the cat in the corner of Mikey’s room. It hisses furiously at him, terrified, and climbs up the curtains to hide near the ceiling. “Oh.” Leo stares at the tears its claws leave in the curtains. Mikey had thought he would wince.

Mikey and Leo look at one another. Mikey is waiting for Leo to say something, a witty pun, an excuse to get out of trouble about the curtain, a flippant remark. He says nothing. Mikey blinks.

Mikey caves. “Hey, do you wanna go pester Donnie for a pizza oven with me?” His face curls into a mischievous grin and he leans in to poke Leo’s arm repeatedly, trying to get him to say yes. If something’s up with Leo today, he’s gonna fix it through sibling shenanigans, dangit!

Leo scoffs. “As if I would ask for a pizza oven over matching unicorn onesies. Have some taste,” he teases, crossing his arms and leaning his weight on one leg. Mikey giggles.

“First one there gets to decide on what to harass Don for!” Mikey darts out the door and into the hallway, beelining it straight for their purple-coded sibling’s tram car. He makes it two thirds of the way there before he realizes he doesn’t hear Leo behind him. By pure momentum, he crosses the rest of the distance to see Leo leaning against Donnie’s doorway, checking his nails.

Leo smiles broadly. “I win,” he cheers, “unicorn onesies it is, hermano!” He sticks his tongue out teasingly. Mikey chuffs and pouts.

“Aw,” he mopes, “I wanted a pizza oven.” He looks up at Leo with big eyes, his chin tucked and pupils dilated. Mike looks at the floor dejectedly, and then back up at Leo, and then back to the floor, and then back to Leo-

“Oh my God fine we can ask for a pizza oven! We’re probably not going to get anything out of him anyway.”

“Yay!”

[somerandomdudelmao]

Part 1!

Wow look, it's the beginning of a new episode. I wonder what it's going to be about.

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[purblethinkin]

Oh, no! You’ve run into the BAD DOGZ!

…they’re not very menacing, are they…?

[fabuloustrash05]

2012 April Haters: 2012 April is a manipulater and likes the attention Donnie and Casey give her!

2012 April: *has verbally told Donnie and Casey that they creep her out when they are ogling at her when they see her in the space jumpsuit, expressed her discomfort with Donnie and Casey hugging/touching her without her consent, has shown to be uncomfortable when Casey forces a hug on her in S3, is rightfully uncomfortable when Donnie gives her an inappropriate romantic gift of a music box with his face in it when they’re not even dating, and when she switched bodies with Casey, he took advantage of the situation and felt her up and laughed at April when she berated him and told him to stop touching her body*

Me: …Yes April totally loves the “attention” 🙄

[tangledinink]

whining. pouting. sulking, even. he better not use my NICE body wash...

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[olibensstuff]

!!tw: mention of gun use!!!

@it-explains-why-youre-special maybe I will😤

It’s officially an au now guys😔😔 I’m deciding on a name feel free to suggest one!

An alternate universe where donnie has a gun/loves firearms. For more context, check the original comic out!

[ghostbredtt]

after a long day of eating and fighting

[iooiu]

sister of four younger brothers = violence at every corner

[koolaidashley]

Draw us painting eachothers nails pledprlapdl

We’re doing nails and talking abt crushes (u talked abt stock from httyd for 45 mins before this for some reason ?.???) and next we’re gonna watch beetle juice and make popcorn and root beer floats bc were bffs

[secretly-an-automaton]

BEHOLD

my growing collection of characters who were on opposing sides of a love triangle when they should have just dated each other:

I eagerly welcome any suggestions for expansion

[bulbabutt]

april(s) on the move, but a quick check in back home and a chat about modern technology, and how we use it to our benefit ;3

rise april going to channel 6 | other comics in this series

[glitter-alienz]

have u ever considered that OMNI Don is always high?/j

he's always high on that uh. the sad? idk.

raph is right btw ^^

also i can't find the original post for this but it was a meme i saw on reddit months back loll

[TMNTOV Masterpost]

[rottmnt-residuum]

heres that cut content

[forgetful-nerd]

The amount of leeway given to the 2003 and 2012 TMNT cartoons is incredible.

Someone would deadass suggest an idea for an episode that would boil down to be just…. physical and psychological torture for these turtles

And everyone working there just went “lol that’s crazy. Let’s make 20 more episodes like that.”

Incredible.

[rallentando1011]

empathetic (emphasis on pathetic)

Hamato Donatello did not frequently feel fondness. Nor attraction. Nor much of anything, for that matter.

Feelings were like syrup: superficially sweet yet so easy to boil over, develop a sludgy, sticky mess of. Texturally, they were a resounding no.

And so he avoided them, ignored them at all costs, swept them under the rug then proceeded to incinerate said proverbial rug.

It worked like a charm, time and time and time again without fail.

Until it didn’t.

Somehow, this weird, warm, fuzzy sensation managed to infiltrate his nigh impenetrable defenses and make a muddle of things and his mind, i.e. he was struck by the L-word, i.e. he met you.

So quickly had the almighty fortress of his emotional front crumbled upon your arrival, so quickly had his resolve instinctively melted, so quickly had he caved.

It was terrifying.

He’d never quite seen the appeal in confiding in others. Sure, he had his brothers, father, April, but they were different, steadfast, reliable, family.

Letting new people into your life and mind and feelings was too vulnerable, too complicated, too messy.

Emotions: fickle, fleeting, forlorn, unlike the reliable cogs and circuits and familiarity of his lab and normal life. An anomaly in themselves.

It certainly was not intentional, letting you into his life, his lab, his affection; it was more of you simply waltzing in and staking claim and refusing not to occupy his thoughts at each and every waking hour.

The realization of the existence of his ill-fated infatuation dawned upon him nary a few months following your introduction as he recognized the textbook signs of it.

Feeling comfortable, at ease with you, longing to message and text and talk to you, experiencing restlessness nightly at the thought of you - he was certifiably done for.

If his fancies were unrequited, it may have been easier; just confess to the hopeless romanticism, get utterly rejected, accept the futility of love and how it was doomed from the start, go back to being your companion.

But no, you just had to complicate things further.

Your reciprocated affections, your incessant presence at his side, an accidental I love you or two - it was unbearable.

So he ditched it. Ditched you. Poured himself into his work and holed himself up in the lab.

Was it the coward’s way out: leaning into the easiest option without consideration for the alternative of not being an emotional recluse? Certainly.

Would that hinder him from doing so in the slightest?

Negatory.

He would rather get the situation dealt with earlier on than encourage the muck of emotions between you two to grow, fester, rot.

No chance he’d ever given for a relationship resulted in anything but failure, pain, anger - giving it another shot could only end in a repeat.

So maybe it was for the best that he pushed you away; better to focus on something sturdy, tangible, real rather than whatever blend of oxytocin and endorphins and serotonin and dopamine was convincing your mind that you loved him.

Those hormones, and consequently those feelings, would fade with time.

You’d get over it.

And he would too.

[incorrect-tmnt2012-quotes]

Leo: If you’re not gonna tell dad, I will.

Leo, to Splinter: Dad, Raph smokes pot.

Splinter: What?!

Raph, to Leo: YOU ARE SUCH A TATTLETALE!!

Raph, to Splinter: Dad, remember that time you walked into my room and smelled marijuana?

Splinter, glaring at Casey: Yes.

Raph: Well, I told you it was Casey who was smoking the pot, but it was me. I’m sorry.

Splinter: It was you?

Leo: And remember when you got mad at Chompy? He didn’t break your favorite tea pot. Mikey did.

Mikey: Yeah, well, The Kraang weren’t the ones who blew up the toaster! Leo did!

Leo: Donnie hasn’t been keeping up on his training for a year!

Donnie: Raph has an alien girlfriend!

Raph: Mikey got himself in a dangerous situation and almost got killed AGAIN!!

Karai: I bisexual and Shini and I are dating!

April: Red is not my natural hair color!

Casey: I WANNA GOOOO!!

Splinter: That’s a lot of information to get in 30 seconds…