#donatello von draxum

[phoebepheebsphibs]

hey Donnie, you’re next.

TOT

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AAAAAND HERE HE IS FOLKS, THE MOMENT YOU'VE BEEN PATIENTLY WAITING FOR SINCE APRIL -- April? Is that right??

*checks last update*

oh dang

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Also originally I drew this with the wrong outfits but it was too cute so I kept it and coloured it up and stuffs because BABIESS

[phoebepheebsphibs]

This is 100% accurate and I adore it so much

@phoebepheebsphibs @littlemissartemisia

Here! Have some art!

I only saw a little of Donnie's outfit so I just. Stuck him in his meet the O'Neils outfit. I just thought it would be cute even though its wrong.

Sorry if anything it out of character! I don't know either of these guys very well.

(Also I didn't feel like drawing specific hotwheels so they are just. Random toy cars.)

[cokoweee]

Okay…I just read over all the updates again… Kendra has not called Donnie “Donnie” or “Donatello” so far. She has referred to him as: (This is not a complete list since I didn’t think of it right away) Batman wannabe, Othello, Von Ryan, you, you goblin, you turtle ass, him, he, sleeping ugly, it, maggot, wet dirty weed, he’s, coward, and damn worm. Everyone else has used his name in passing, and Casey is the most consistent with using Donnie’s name in conversation and directly. Draxum has called him “Donatello” once, and his family calls him “Donnie, Don-Don, Don”

Even dream Kendra doesn’t call him by his name

So yeah…. I guess I thought you were saving it for something….

Nah I ain’t saving it. I thought I had her say his name once.

My diabolical plan in action

[hostofhorus999]

A comprehensive list of my rottmnt nickname headcanons

Leonardo

-Called 'Leo' by all siblings, the standard nickname. What he's referred by when he's not in the room.

-Called 'Nardo' by Donnie exclusively.

-Called 'Leon' by Mikey exclusively.

-Called 'Lee' by April and Raph.

-Called 'Blue' by Splinter and Draxum (duh)

Raphael

-Called "Raph" as the standard, what he's referred to by.

-Called 'Raphala' by Donnie exclusively

-Called 'Bossman' by Leo and sometimes April.

-Called 'Big Bro'/'Big Brother' by Donnie, Leo, Mikey.

-Called 'Red' by Splinter and Draxum.

Donatello

-Called 'Donnie' as the standard, what he's referred to by.

-Called 'Tello' by Leo exclusively.

-Called 'Dee' by April, Mikey and Leo.

-Called 'Dontron' exclusively by Leo.

-Called 'Don' by April when she's annoyed with him.

-Called 'Purple' by Draxum and Splinter.

-Called 'Othello Von Ryan' and 'Bootyyyshaker9000" by himself.

Michelangelo

-Called 'Mikey' as the standard, what he's referred to by.

-Called variations of 'Little Bro'/'Little Brother' by all.

-Called 'Angelo' by April, Raph, and Donnie.

-Called 'Miguel', 'Miguelito', and 'Angelito' by Leo.

-Called 'Angie' only by April.

-Called 'Big man' by Raph only.

-Called 'Orange' by Draxum and Splinter.

April

-Usually just called April.

-Saved in Leo's phone as 'Apricot'.

Some of these are defo canon tbh

Idk I really love Leo giving his brothers Spanish nicknames

[boots-with-the-fur-club]

Literally just finished this, but here we go!! More lore!!

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NFIF: No Fun In Fungus

UIFY: Until I Found You

DvD: Donatello von Draxum

Dee: NFIF Donnie

“Donnie!….Donnies? MIKEY!? What happened to him!?” UTIFY Raph shouts, beginning to fuss over him.

Mikey moves a bit, face scrunched up from how loud his brother is being. DvD rocks Mikey a bit and brings him back into a comfortable sleep.

“He just used too much energy. He’s okay.”

Raph sighs in relief.

“You chaps scared me. Misa wandered off when we were looking for the other Leo and hanging out earlier, she found the other me. He was panicking about that hand.”

Dee noticeably tenses.

“Where is my brother?”

“He’s fine, I promise. Just a little overprotective right now.”

“….The hand didn’t infect him? Do you know if it was injured? Did you see any black blood anywhere?”

“Uh, no!? What kind of other infection can you get from that thing!?”

April grimaces, looking down at her arm.

“Should I be worried?”

“I think it’s the least of your concerns at the moment.” Dee replies.

“Why isn’t the hand injured anymore? We still have the rest of it, and it’s doubtful it can regenerate.” DvD insists.

“My Raphael may have encountered it before I did. Can you take me to him?”

“Of course, but where’s Gram-Gram- I mean, Karai?” UIFY Raph questions.

April wrings her hands together in guilt.

“I…..should tell you when Leo’s here too, but she’s not safe.”

Raph’s face immediately drops.

“But she’s an ancient warrior! What could have taken her out!?”

“…..Family. I don’t know how much you know about Hamato since none of you were raised by Splinter, but they’re filled with martyrs. I’d like to say we’re different, but every time there’s danger we’re fighting each other to be the freaking sacrifice.” Dee says bitterly.

Raph looks even more worried at hearing that.

April gets between them.

“Look, I know things are kinda dire right now but at least we’re learning stuff about this whole thing and the other Raph is okay. If we work together and don’t separate anymore we can do this.”

“If Mikey was awake, he’d agree. Even if it isn’t completely rational to do so, I say we push aside logical worries about our abilities and focus on a plan instead.” DvD adds.

“Donnie’s right. We get everyone can back together and work on taking that gross hand down. Got it?” April looks at Dee.

“…..Got it.”

“Good! Wait, you said other Raph was being overprotective, how’s that?”

“I’ll show you.” UIFY Raph starts leading them a little further up.

NFIF Raph is holding onto UIFY Leo closely and keeping his head on a swivel. Both seem perfectly fine except for the watchdog behavior Raph has going on.

“Is there a different reason for why he’s like this or is it just the obvious one?” DvD asks.

“Misa went to go get her portal sword and the only way he’d let her go is if he could at least keep an eye on Leo. Something about Leos keep getting the worst of it.” UIFY Raph answers.

Dee walks closer.

“Raphael?”

NFIF Raph quickly turns to his brother’s voice.

“Donnie! You’re okay! Come here!”

“Don’t do it! I can’t even do my escape maneuvers!” UIFY Leo warns.

“Raph, you’re going to have to let him go. His family is here now. It’s their job to protect him.” Dee touches his arm.

“I can protect them this time, all of them! And you!” Raph almost begs.

“Listen to me. You can’t do it by yourself. They took Mikey, they have Leo, and Gram-Gram is there too!”

Raph’s face pales.

“G-Gram-Gram? Theirs is still alive?”

“What do you mean she’s there!? And still alive!? What happened to yours!?” Leo shouts.

UIFY Raph looks at April for the promised explanation.

She takes a breath and tells them all exactly what happened.

There’s various reactions of shock, worry, and fear. Raph gently, very, very gently, squeezes Leo who squeezes him back.

Things got so bad, again.

Raph takes a breath.

“Our Gram-Gram sacrificed herself to shop her dad, the shredder. It….it was our fault, we took her out the Twilight Dimension and freed him. Now it’s our fault again for everything! The spores, the hand probably, your Gram-Gram getting trapped! I’m….I’m sorry…..” He starts tearing up.

Leo wiggles up and wipes his eyes.

“Hey, stop thinking so much! You’re working yourself up! Look, you guys aren’t bad guys. I’ve met a lot of them and you aren’t it. We stole from you and you still fed us, I’ve done a lot less and got treated way worse. You’re not the only ones who’ve….made bad choices. All of us have. I still kind of am but that’s besides the point. What is the point is that we aren’t blaming you because you shouldn’t be blamed.”

Raph tears up a lot more but quickly wipes his eyes.

“That’s some smart stuff you’re saying.”

Leo smiles.

“Being a thief isn’t easy.”

Raph finally let’s go of him, patting his head.

“Raph’s real proud of you for keeping yourself and your Mikey safe. I know it isn’t easy. When this is all done, if we don’t see each other again, I want you to know you’re always going to have an extra big brother out there who believes in ya.”

Leo blinks back his own tears.

“Yup yup, sure thing! And….you know….I guess I don’t mind it….”

Raph chuckles and allows Leo to walk over to DvD and Mikey. He strokes Mikey’s cheek which has Mikey nuzzle into it.

“So, now we can make a plan?” DvD looks around.

“I believe I have one. If I had access to a proper lab I could use the sample I have from the hand and the spores on it to create something to combat this new mushroom. I believe I saw one before somewhere.” Dee suggests.

April bites her lip.

“I did too. That’s nearby where everything happened. Are you sure we should go there?”

“I’m afraid it’s the only plan I can think of unless someone else wants to speak up?”

No one does.

“Alright, just be extra careful you guys.”

The group follows April back to the central area of the whole situation. DvD and Dee are behind everyone else, side by side.

Dee suddenly stops walking when they’re on the opposite end of the building housing the humongous mushroom, standing stiffly

DvD stops as well, raising a drawn on eyebrow.

“Did you see something?”

“No. I just…..usually Leo has fidget toys for me when everything is overwhelming. It helps for me to focus on holding or touching something. Just weight in my hands would do it.”

DvD glances at Mikey, somehow still asleep.

Is this close safe?

It was Dee who kept the hand from sporing them earlier.

“Here, you may hold him again.” DvD offers, carefully placing his brother in his arms.

Dee’s eyes light up slightly.

“I appreciate it, truly. However, I do also have a question for you.”

“…..Are you going to ask it?”

Something else switches in Dee’s eyes.

“You trusted yourself once with Mikey already and failed. Why on earth would you do it again?”

DvD immediately lunges at his counterpart. There’s no room for mistakes when it comes to Mikey. He’s made more than enough.

Dee’s eye color swirls with bright blue as he watches DvD hit a purple wall.

“Let go of him!” He screams and punches the wall.

The others hear this and turn around, shocked at what’s happening.

Purple, metallic vines appear from out of Dee’s battle shell, lifting himself and Mikey up.

“If I do that from this high, it’s not going to end well.”

DvD feels a horrific familiarity to this situation. Is this because he spilled his guts earlier? No, if this is connected to the hand then it already knew his fear.

It’s just bringing it back.

“D-Donnie….?” NFIF Raph nearly mumbles, not being able to raise his voice properly from how horrified he is.

“Yes, Donatello is here, Raphael. There’s more than just him. I think you know what that’s like.”

Raph’s hand goes to his formerly infected eye without realizing it.

“Leave my brother alone. Now.”

“Oh? Just the one? Are we picking favorites?”

Raph’s hand digs into his face out of pure rage.

“All of them! Leave my family and everyone else alone!”

Dee starts chuckling, the laugh divulges into true maniacal cackles.

“Leave you all alone!? Why would I ever want to miss a meal!?”

“A….A meal? What are you doing to them!? April shouts.

“I’m eating of course! It’s not enough though, that’s why I had him lead you here. Ah…..you should have realized what he was trying to tell you, but you still gave your brother to him.” Dee looks right at DvD.

Both Raphs struggle slightly at trying to hold him back.

“Mikey!! No, no! You are not forcing me to do nothing! I could handle Draxum, I can take on a simple alternate me!” DvD screeches.

One of Dee’s vines wraps around Mikey’s throat. This stops DvD dead in his tracks.

“Is your tantrum over now? Good. In being connected to various memories, I’ve become aware of the different kinds of entertainment that feature something like me. Musicals you call them. The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals, Be more Chill, and my personal favorite……Little Shop of Horrors. You may call me Audrey III.”

“Stop with your dumb monologue! Since you’re holding Mikey hostage and not sporting us, you must want something!” Leo shouts.

“I suppose I can tell you. Simply….”

The vines start grabbing at each of them, pulling them apart and lifting them up.

“Feed me!”

“Why does it have to be us!?” April struggles.

“Feed me!“

“Why does it have to be fear!?” Leo writhes.

“Feed me!”

“Why does it have to be ours!?” Both Raphs fight against the vines.

Dee separates them, bringing NFIF Raph close.

“You’re going to feed me, Raph!”

@burritello3000 Thanks for the Audrey III name and the lyrics you commented! Hope you don’t mind that I used them!

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ Ticklish Twins ~

HIII! SORRY FOR THE DELAY YOU GUYS! I HAD TO CATCH UP ON SOME LATE ASSIGNMENTS- BUT IT’S ALL GOOD NOW!

Ler’s: Donnie🐢💜, Leo🐢💙

Lee’s: Donnie🐢💜, Leo🐢💙

Warnings: None :) 

Summary: Ever since Leo and Donnie were little, they always argued over who was the older twin, which caused lots of fights throughout the years. But now Leo, being the smartest of the two (obviously), has a solution on how they could settle this once and for all…

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“Nardo! Give me back my book!” 

“Oh what? You mean this book?” Leo grinned, examining the book he “stole” from Donnie, who was desperately trying to get it back. It was around evening and the two twins were sitting on the couch in the living room, earlier making a deal with each other that they wouldn’t bother one another unless it was important. Which Leo definitely did not keep. But what did Donnie expect? 

The two were wearing they’re signature sweatshirts, Donnie’s purple while Leo’s was blue. Now, originally, Donnie was going to get back into reading more advanced books, after the Invasion, lots of places were closed including the library. And if you knew Donatello you knew that he absolutely despised novels online. Sure, it makes the book you’re looking for easier to find, but it eliminates the whole purpose of getting a book itself, like actually in your hands. 

So now with stores finally opening up again, Donnie was able to purchase a book! But he didn’t even make it through the first chapter- let alone the first page as Leo swiped it from his hands. 

“Oh, come on, little bro. I was just poking fun!” Leo smiled, giving Donnie back his book that the softshell snatched out of his hands, glaring. Leo relaxed on the couch and pulled out his phone from his pocket; starting to watch YouTube videos on it. “I’m older than you, dipsit.” Donnie said, putting his book to the side and straightening his posture, which he only did when he was going to go really in depth with something…eugh boy.

“Pfft- since when?” Leo asked before Donnie could go into a 39 hour rant on how much he was right and how much Leo was wrong (he’s speaking from experience). “Since always! Were you not listening to Draxum’s 3 hour long summary on how he found us?” Donnie asked. Leo rolled his eyes, putting his phone on the arm of the couch. “Nope!” Leo said, making an exaggerated pop noise at the end of it. 

“Wait! I have an idea!” Leo beamed, clapping his hands together and turning to Donnie completely. “You…have an idea?” Donnie repeated, examining the person in front of him to make sure his twin didn’t get abducted by some aliens or something like that. Because when Leo has ideas, which is rare, they never turn out good- like…ever. 

Donnie sighed, pinching the space between his eyes and nose before looking back up at Leo, face. “Enlighten me, brother.” Leo grinned, tightening his mask on his head, while turning to Donnie fully. 

“Let’s compete! We’ll have a tickle fight on it. Winner is the older twin.” Leo smiled, grinning at the absolute genius idea and grinned only wider as he saw the evident nervousness on his soon-to-be-already-is-younger brothers’ face.

“I am not doing that.” Donnie said, crossing his arms; trying his absolute best not to sound nervous as he did so. Leo’s grin only widened at the softshell’s response, slowly inching closer to Donnie wiggling his fingers. “Aw~! But why? Is it because you're too ticklish for it? Is that it, Dee?” He teased, poking Donnie’s sides causing his purple-loving twin to squirm in his seat. “Is the Great Donatello Von Ryan too ticklish for this~?” Leo said, chuckling when he saw his brother’s cheeks flush a bit. 

“Oho gi- gihive me a break. Everyone knohows that you're the mohohost ticklish out of all of us.” Donnie said, wanting to punch himself in the face for laughing at Leo’s wiggling fingers. Speaking of Leo’s fingers, they were scaringly inching closer and closer to his sides…

“Well you’re gonna have to prove me wrong on that one, Tello!” Leo laughed, practically launching himself onto Donnie as he scattered and scratched along his sides. The softshell put both his hands over his mouth, determined to not laugh at. all. Because, has this tactic worked? Covering his mouth so he doesn’t erupt into laughter? No. No, it hasn’t. But oh well- Donnie was desperate and desperate times called for desperate measures.

“Oho my gOHOD stAhAh- PFFT- STAHA! GeHet OOHOFF!” Donnie cackled, his laughter sounding muffled against his hand as he kicked his feet. “Nope! None of that, you know better, Tickle-Tello!” Leo teased, removing Donnie’s hands from over his mouth as he kneaded his upper thighs.  

“NAHAHA! LEEHEEHEEO! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHERE!” Donnie squealed, hugging his middles and trying to squirm away from his sibling, Leo absolutely beamed at the reaction. “No can do, Don! Just admit it! I’m the older twin!” Leo grinned, now doing a whole spider maneuver with his fingers on Donnie’s neck, which caused his purple loving sibling to crunch up his shoulders and do a high pitched squeal, almost like a 6 year-old girl, or worse…Mikey. 

The sound startled Leo- who drawed his hands back and after a couple seconds descended into small snickers. “Woah, I’ve never heard that noise before~!” Leo laughed, going back to gently tickling Donnie’s neck where he squealed; gleeful at the reaction he just received and wanted more. 

“SHUHUT IHIT. YOHOU HEHEHEARD NOHOHOTHING!” Donnie yelled, pushing at Leo’s arms but the red eared slider did not budge even an inch. Leo went to the extra ticklish spot on Donnie’s neck earning another high pitched squeal from his scientist brother. “Oho, really? That cute little shriek of yours doesn’t sound like ‘nothing’ to me, Don-Don~!” Leo smiled, not only because he was 100% sure he’s got this in the barn but he was also smiling because he was spending some quality tickle time with his favorite twin (his only twin- but still), win-win!

“Just say I’m the older twin and I’ll stop, Tello~!” Leo said, now gently tracing the sides of Donnie’s shell. And if you weren’t in the room at this exact moment, you probably would have thought the soft shell got stabbed- or even killed! Donnie absolutely screamed as Leo started poking and prodding his sensitive softshell. Leo really wanted this “Older Twin” title huh? Going for his shell?! Oh this man is playing straight up fucking dirty. 

“NOHOHO! NOHO *hic* NAHAT THEHE SHEHELL! LEEHEEHEEO PLEHEHEASE!” Donnie cried, trying to kick Leo off of him but the blue banded turtle stayed on Donnie’s waist, making sure the two didn’t fall off of the couch but also making sure to tickle the absolute hell out of Donnie so he can claim the Older Twin title. 

“Awh! There’s a little design of your shell that has a heart! That’s so cute! You don’t mind me taking a closer look at it, do you?” Leo smiled, not even waiting for Donnie to answer as he traced over the heart design on Donnie, as the softshell descended into more squeaky cackles. “NAHAHA! NAHARDO *hic* DOHOHON’T! IHIT’S SOHO *hic* BAHAD THEHERE!” Donnie cried, still trying to squirm away. Now Donnie is really really starting to regret leaving his battle-shell in his room.  

“You’re not even fully fighting back like you normally do, Don. You must reaaaaally like this, huh?” Leo teased, going back to poking different parts of the side of Donnie’s shell. Donnie didn’t respond but just wheezed with laughter as he twisted and turned trying to get Leo off of him. 

“MIHIHICHAEL! RAHAPH! REEHEEHEE! HEHEHEHEHELP!” Donnie yelled, trying to be as loud as he could to get saved or something. Which… probably won’t happen because it’s just him and Leo in the lair as of right now. The others were running errands around the city. Worth a shot…

“Uh uh! This is a fight between you and me, mi hermano~!” Leo smiled, blowing a raspberry on the softshell turtles’ neck while still tickling the sides of his shell. Donnie gasped at the new sudden unexpected sensation at his neck, his laughter starting to sound hiccupy.  Donnie pushed on Leo’s plastron trying to break free from his grasp.

“NAHAHAH! NAHA- *hic* NAHARDO!” Donnie squealed. “Dooonnniiieeee~” Leo teased, mimicking his twins cry, sitting up but now hovering his hands over Donnie’s stomach, wiggling his fingers. 

“Hmm…I feel like TummyTello is feeling a tad bit left out from all this tickling, don’t you?” Leo asked, not to Donnie in particular though, the softshell knew he didn’t really have a say in this matter anymore. But Donnie couldn’t take anymore and completely PANICKED.  

Donnie suddenly kicked Leo in the foot, causing both of the twins to fall off of the couch, but Donnie, being quick on his feet, was able to take the upper hand as he went on top of Leo. He pinned Leo’s arms above his head as he straddled his waist, the slider squirmed under Donnie, not liking how quickly the tables had turned.

“Ahahany lahast words, Nardo?” Donnie smiled, still giggling from the attack from Leo but happy he was able to get the upper hand as of right now. And seeing how quickly his brothers’ cockiness and smugness faded made Donnie feel even more victorious. 

Donnie didn’t waste any time and immediately started kneading Leo’s knees, a well-known death spot for him. Donnie smiled as the slider threw his head back letting out squeaky cackles, snorting every now and again as his legs stomped on the floor. “DEEHEEHEE! NOHO WAHAHAIT! PLEHEHEASE *snort* IHIT TIHIHICKLES!” 

“Ohmigosh…really? I didn’t notice.” Donnie said sarcastically, suddenly stopping to give his brother a breather. Leo groaned throughout his laughs, glaring at his twin who just smiled innocently at him. “So~! Ready to admit the inevitable?”

Leo narrowed his eyes at his twin, oh he thinks he’s so smart. Well Leo’s not giving up that easily. “I already did! I’m older than you, remember?” Leo grinned as Donnie only chuckled, not saying anything. 

Donnie started scribbling his fingers on Leo's side, causing the slider to giggle a bit and lightly kick his feet. “Ahare yohou even trying to tickle me?” Leo asked, knowing that was probably the wrong thing to ask and couldn't help himself. Donnie sighed, now scribbling his fingers in Leo’s belly. “Oh Nardo, Nardo, Nardo…my dearest and dumb twin…” 

“I know something you don’t and the position you're in right now makes that extremely unfortunate for you.” Donnie smiled as if he wasn’t being absolutely evil. Leo swears- Donnie is scary just being himself but once your at the mercy of his tickly hands he’s terrifying. “Whahahat ahare yohou tahalking about…?” Leo asked. But as soon as he did Donnie started nibbling his stomach, making hilarious noises that had Leo in stitches. 

“AHAHA *snort* AHAHAHA WAHAHAIT!” Leo screamed, because if anything, Leo thought Donnie was going to abuse his knees again- not start nibbling at his stomach. He wasn’t prepared for this whole new ticklish sensation on his belly! This was completely unbearable…and the little “nom-ing” noises Donnie was making did not help. Guess Donnie took notes on where Leo was ticklish and how to tickle him there.

Or he just asked Raph, since he gives ticklish nibbles to him all of the time. 

“TEHEHELLOHOHO! NAHAHAT *snort* THOHOSE!” Leo cried, he tried to kick Donnie off of him which only caused the softshell turtle to nibble at his tummy more softly. Obviously causing his brothers' laughter to increase. “Donnie said no, no, no~” Donnie playfully said, holding Leo’s arms up higher and holding on tighter, laughing as Leo’s laughter increased in volume. 

“Oh, I bet that tickles, doesn’t it Lee?” Donnie chuckled, and only laughed harder when he saw Leo shake his head and stomped his feet on the floor. Leo couldn’t take it anymore. 

It tickled too much. Leo can’t even defend himself, which automatically makes this extremely unfair! So much for being the older twin, I guess…

“OKAHAHAY! OKAHAY! *snort* YOHOHU’RE OHOHOLDER! *snort*  YOHOU’RE OHOHOLDER!!!” Leo screamed. Oh dear pizza supreme in the sky, he was never gonna live this down. But to be fair, admitting being the younger twin is WAY better than dying by Donnie’s tickling hands, that’s for sure…even if Leo’s pride would be a tiny bit damaged after this.

“Sorry, what was that? I couldn’t quite hear you…” Donnie smiled, still nibbling at Leo’s stomach; which some might call mean- or even evil considering the slider already practically screamed bloody murder about freaking FINALLY admitting Donnie was older than him. But the scientist needs to make sure his little ticklish brother understands 

“YOHOU’RE THEHE *snort* OHOHOLDER TWIHIHIN!”

“Nardo, you’re gonna have to speak up~! I can’t hear you.”

“DOHOHONNIE *snort* IHI SWEHEHEAR!” 

“Alright, alright! No need to scream!” Donnie chuckled, getting off of Leo and crossing his arms triumphantly. Leo glared at him, puffing his cheeks out, pouting. “That was so unfair…” Leo whined, sitting up and sitting next to Donnie on the floor. Donnie looked at Leo and chuckled, raising his left eyebrow in amusement. “You’re the one that wanted it to be a tickle fight, idiot.” 

“Yeah! I know that! But I thought I would win!” Leo whined more loudly, slumping his entire body on Donnie’s lap. Donnie only chuckled, pulling Leo in closer, hugging them. “It’s not my fault you're a walking tickle spot.” Donnie argued.

Leo got up from his lap and crossed his arms, copying Donnie. “I am SO not! YOU PINNED MY ARMS UP! I COULDN’T DEFEND MYSELF!” Leo yelled which only caused the older of the two to snicker at the complaint. “Sounds like a walking tickle spot to me, still…” Leo rolled his eyes, sitting next to Donnie and resting his head on his shoulder as the two held hands, enjoying each other's company. 

“You…do know that if you won I’d still be older, right?” Donnie said, looking back to Leo who only wetly chuckled. “Pfft- I know that, Dee…” The slider said, because it was true, Donnie was older than Leo- by a month. After Draxum got accepted into the family, he had told them the WHOLE story on how he got them, including they’re exact ages. 

“But it’s just that…” 

“It’s just what?” 

“I just…missed this…messing around with you and stuff. After the Invasion, it hasn’t been the same, y’know?” Leo said, rubbing his fingers together trying to figure out the right words to say. “And I dunno, this might sound stupid but these moments with you are really fun…”

Donnie looked at Leo before smiling softly, giving him a hug and resting his chin on the top of Leo’s head as he melted into the embrace. “As it is true, you and I will not live on this Earth forever…knowing that, it is important to enjoy our time here while it lasts. And I’d not have anyone else other than you and our family and close friends spending that time with.” Donnie smiled, now both of them hugging each other and enjoying one another’s company.

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THE DISASTER TWINS!!!

THE MIDNIGHT DUO!!!

THEY HAVE MY HEARRRRT I LOVE THEM 💜💙

Also, yes I’m an Older Donnie Twin Truther fight me 🤪😤 /j /lh

[eternalglitch]

Not really an ask, just don't really post my art online much. However I bring a gift for you because chapters 22 - 26 have been both painful yet validating as a neurodivergent individual with diagnosed c-ptsd. I truly appreciate the representation being shown through the "Disaster Twins."

Also I feel like a song I'm beginning to heavily associate with LFLS Donatello Von Ryan is "Never Love an Anchor" by the Crane Wives. Seems like a good fit for a character who seems to feel so much and with such intensity internally, yet having no way to properly express it.

Again I have too many thoughts and feelings on the different traumas and dynamic of the twins. TOO MANY BECAUSE THE PSYCHOLOGY IS SO FASCINATING FOR THESE TWO VERY HURT BOIS!!! The fact that Draxum insinuated that Donnie wanted to fix Leo as well and how "Green" seems to see the ASL lessons as further proof of that, along with Donnie confessing to Raph that there is something broken within him...ya just know Donnie finding out what "Green" has possibly been thinking is going to hurt SO. MUCH.

BUT IT WILL MAKE THE COMFORT FEEL SO EARNED AND WORTH IT!!! THE JOURNEY SHALL BE WORTH EVERY BIT OF TERRIFIC ANGST!!! KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK AND APOLOGIES FOR THE RAMBLING!

At the end of the day, I hope my story feels like one of those nights where you sob your eyes out into a friend's shoulder and they just hold you and are there for you the whole time. I'm glad you feel seen.

I've always been a bit frustrated by how quickly things resolve after the immediate threat is taken care of, because recovery can often take the rest of people's lives, so why is it only a cliff note in most of our stories? It deserves as much care and consideration as whatever created the trauma in the first place.

Also, while I'm not a fan of the trope where characters have an obnoxious misunderstanding and just don't talk, I really enjoy playing with a softer "these characters care so much about each other and are trying to understand but are scared of being rejected" kind of tension. There's no true blame from any of the brothers; simply a personal guilt of failing the others, with the slight exception of Draxum's tactics making Green a little doubtful of everyone's intentions.

You have awesome art, by the way! It is really effective at getting emotions across. Love the use of the lines to add to the overall effect.

And the Crane Wives is a fantastic band, I think it has that longing for connection vibe really well.

[wtf-a-psychoanalysis]

The Devil in the Sewers

Most of Matt Murdock's Clients bring a scent back from every where they've been but the sewers of New York was a rare one, usually from plumbers and city workers but he never would have expected it from an aspiring reporter and college student.

"Miss O'Neal, Its a pleasure to finally meet you in person." Matt extended a hand towards the direction of April O'Neal. " So what brings you to Hell's Kitchen?"

"Its about my friend, Casandra Jones, she was recently arrested for trespassing on private property then you were able to bail her out," said April. While talking, she had an eye searching for finer details that could point her to the direction she needed. And above the blind man's eye and near his hairline were two raised scars, as if something could pop out of them at any moment.

April continued, "Casey was a bit 'sussed' out by your immediate attention to her case, she told me to look into you, and I did. Particularly cases such as Karen Page and Frank Castle from your previous firm and there's taking down the Kingpin. Trespassing seems a bit too small for you."

"Its not about Crime or how big the client's name might be Miss O'Neal, its about defending the city of New York." said the lawyer. If his partners had not been absent that day, they would have backed him up. Judging by the light steps behind his office door. It sounds like Miss O'Neal had backup too.

The door opened, barely hissing a creek, as if the one who'd open it knows that ears are as powerful as eyes. But the smell that wafted through the air, damp, mildewy, mixed with various metals and so utterly New York, gave April's friend away as something not entirely human. Her heart rate starts to pick up, the friend was probably disregarding a possible "don't come in" that was said a couple blocks before.

"Who's your friend Miss O'Neal." Matt asked, this prompted her friend to almost saunter a bit closer to him.

"Othello Von Ryan! At your service!" exclaimed. The pride in his words were nothing to hide the fact it was a lie. It amused Matt, letting out a small laugh he continued.

"No really, what is your name?" Matt said, wanting to know more of this now disappointed character.

"Sigh," He sighed, "Donatello Hamato." Nothing in Matt's initial question pressed for his full name, however there was this mutual understanding that some transparency was needed. The whirrs coming from Donatello indicated he started up some sort of machine. The slight beeps and chirps and the soft "Oh" that followed was not a good sign to Murdock. If only he could see the sparkle in the purple clad turtle's rusty brown eyes, he would have been more understanding. Then Matt's hand made its way to sooth a tingling feeling starting to bubble at his temples.

"I apologise for cutting this meeting so short but can we talk about it some other time, I'm getting a really bad headache, I hope you understand." said the lawyer as the pain started to sting the scars on his head.

The young adults nodded to each other "We understand Mr. Murdocks. Feel free to call us at a better time."said April, making their leave out the firm's door. While the sound of the lock clicking into place gave some comfort, the pain hadn't subsided till the lawyer felt the warmth of his own blood dribble down his face.

A pair of maroon horns now rested on his head, like they had the night before and the nights before that. The horns that cursed him when he was blinded by the ooze that one summers day. As if the devil had change Matts DNA to make him more like himself.

To be continued?

Authors Note: We really need more Rise!Daredevil content. Especially involving the sheep dad of the year, Baron Draxum.

[sibillascribbles08]

ok last one i promise KDKFKG

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You say this like I am bothered I can assure you I am not alskjdf

Donatello hated that he was going to his dad for advice.

Mainly because he'd already tried that before asking Jase out, before even being friends with him in fact. Befriending Jase just slowly lead him to the realization that he had no parental figures in his life that had any good advice regarding romantic relationships.

After all, just look at the line up. His dad, who's only stable relationship resulted in him being imprisoned in an arena for years. Draxum, who's relationship history was not only a mystery but also one Donatello didn't care to dig up. Holly Blue, who flat out told him when he asked her about dating to just never bother with it--not encouraging. And who else? Todd? Donatello wasn't about to open that can of worms either.

At least this was far less about general relationship advice and more specific like what the heck kind of things did you do with someone for a date?

Donatello didn't want to get his information from films, far too fictional to trust, and running internet searches was not only embarrassing but came with mixed results. Especially for New York City. A three hundred dollar dinner? No thank you.

So, here he was, standing in the living room while his dad watched some kind of romance drama on the big screen.

"Hey, Dad?" Donatello cleared his throat.

Splinter glanced over at him. "Yes, Purple? Did you need something?"

"Uh, just, wanted to ask for your opinion on something." He tried not to clear his throat again, tried not to fidget as he kept glancing to the side. "Like um... date ideas."

Splinter's ears shot straight up before he rolled over in his chair to lean over the arm rest. "Ohohoho, with that purple dragon boy?"

Donatello grit his teeth, trying to shove back the heat emerging in his cheeks. "He's not a purple dragon anymore, but yes."

Splinter hummed, tail swishing from side to side, obviously amused. "Surprised you're asking me for advice."

"I'm desperate." He scoffed.

"Hmph, rude! But well... date ideas would entirely depend on what the two of you like to do."

Donatello pressed his lips together. "Uh... programming?"

"No! Non-working activities. Going to the zoo? The park? A demolition derby?"

The last one was a joke, but Donatello glared at it.

"How about a movie?" Splinter pointed to the screen with his tail. "I know you love those."

That was actually a good idea. Jase had already shown him a few back when they were just friends, and apparently there were many, many movies that Donatello could still catch up on.

"Hm, I see you have your idea." Splinter flopped back onto the sofa. "Hope he has space at his place, or you get your own TV. You are not stealing mine so you can make-out on the sofa."

Donatello flinched, all the heat rushing back to his face. "Dad!"

His father just laughed.

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Jase sighed, staring at the wall of math homework still on the screen. He technically didn't have to do it all tonight--the professor just posted all the weekly homework at once--but he wanted it out of the way so it didn't cut into his weekend free time.

Still, maybe he should take a break. Online math homework was a nightmare.

As if on cue, his phone buzzed on his desk. Jase picked it up, looking at Donnie's icon before answering it.

"Why, if it isn't Othello Von Ryan." He taunted into the line as he tabbed away from the math page.

"I can't believe you're still calling me that." Donnie tsked.

"You come up with a dumb fake name I'm never letting it go." He mindlessly scrolled through his social feed, looking to see if there were any updates on the leaks for the next line of transformers. "Any particular reason you called? You usually like to text."

"Ah, well... I just thought it would be easier to ask over the phone?"

"Lie." Jase said flatly. "You're really bad at that, you know."

"Only sometimes." Donnie snapped. "Fine. It's been a few days so I wanted to hear your voice."

Ah. Jase adjusted his glasses before messing with his hair to ease up the burning in his ears. "You said you wanted to ask me something?"

"Yes." Donnie's typical, confident tone returned. "You, me, popcorn, two liter Dr. Pepper and a movie. You in?"

A movie? "What movie?"

"I am so glad you asked. I have narrowed down my list of two hundred possible films to just five by calculating the length, ratings, content, actors, the actor ratings, the--"

Jase couldn't stop himself from snorting and laughing.

"Huh?" Donnie said. "What? What's so funny?"

"Sorry." Jase said between laughs. "Sorry, not laughing at you. It's just... so you."

"What's so me?"

"Going through all that analysis just to pick a movie." He let out another chuckle before running a hand through his hair. "But yeah, sure, send me the list and I'll help pick one out."

"So... that's a yes?"

"Yeah, Donnie, we've watched movies before."

"Sure, but not as a date."

He forced himself not to laugh again, both out of amusement and nerves. He found it so endearing that Donnie, who almost always had this guise of confidence and boldness would always get so shy about conversations like this.

Not that Jase was any better.

"Does it have to be Dr. Pepper by the way?" He tried to change the subject a little.

"Dr. Pepper is the superior movie soda."

"Yeah? Did you calculate that too?"

"Well, statistically--"

"Oh my god." He groaned, even though he kept smiling. "No. How about I just bring my own soda."

"It better not be that weird knock off grape soda."

"The taste of purple."

"Ugh!"

"Going to chug half the bottle right in front of you."

"Disgusting. Horrible. Maybe I should un-invite you."

"Yeah?" Jase rested his arm on the desk before leaning forward to put his cheek on it, still holding the phone to his ear. "Then who are you going to watch the movie with?"

"Hm, you have a good point. I suppose your company will just have to do."

"Yeah, whatever Donnie." Jase couldn't seem to stop smiling. "I look forward to it."

"Right." Donnie sounded nervous again. "I um... do too."

Jase glanced at his computer screen, the math tab haunting him. He sat up again, minimizing the entire window before pushing away from his desk. "Are you busy right now?"

"Not entirely, though Mikey will probably call me for dinner soon enough."

"That's okay." Jase flopped onto his bed. "Just want to talk for a bit longer. What were you doing at work today?"

"Oh! Well Alori, the cheetah yokai, she came by to test the new hanging lights and..."

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!!!MASTERPOST!!!

Welcome to "But what if it was a turtle?", the hub for all our weird adventures and mishaps! This post is here to guide you to our blogs and what is and isn't allowed, as well as the story so far!

Hamato Raphael (aka Raph, aka Red) - (tba)

Hamato Leonardo (aka Leo, aka Leon, aka Neon Leon, aka Primetime, aka Pepino, aka Blue) - (tba)

Hamato Donatello (aka Donnie, aka Donald, aka Don, aka Dee/D, aka Orthello Von Ryan, aka Purple) - (tba)

Hamato Michaelangelo (aka Mikey, aka Angelo, aka Michael, aka Orange) - (tba)

Hamato Yoshi (aka Lou Jitsu, aka Splinter, aka Snuggle Muffin Beefcake) - (tba)

April O'Neil - (tba)

Sunita - (tba)

Carol O'Neil - (tba)

Mayhem (aka Agent 46) - (tba)

Frankenfoot (aka Buddy) - (tba)

Piebald - (tba)

Baron Draxum (aka Barry) - (tba)

Huginn & Muninn (aka Draxum's shoulder pads) - (tba)

Sloppy Joseph - (tba)

Cassandra Jones (aka Casey) - (tba)

Casey Jones (aka Case) - (tba)

Big Mama (aka Sassy Sugar Badger) - (tba)

Big Mama's Assistant - (tba)

Amphisbaena - (tba)

Cortex - (tba)

Sprite - (tba)

Señor Hueso (aka Hueso) - (tba)

Hueso Jr. - (tba)

Capitán Piel (aka Piel) - (tba)

Clem - (tba)

Mrs. Cuddles (aka Cuddles) - (tba)

Loathsome Leonard - (tba)

Dastardly Danny - (tba)

Malicious Mickey - (tba)

Loose Lips Malinowski - (tba)

Hypno-Pottamus (aka Hypno) - (tba)

Warren Stone - (tba)

Mayor Mira - (tba)

Repo Mantis - (tba)

Meat Sweats (aka Rupert Swaggart) - (tba)

Todd (aka Nails von Melee) - (tba)

//mod (aka Lulu, aka Lu) - @lulu-nightbon (main), @neurodivergent-gremlin (alt)

??? - (tba) [ask box closed!]

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rules sourced from The Turtles And Their Colors!

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STORYTIME!

... it's empty. we haven't started yet.

[phoebepheebsphibs]

Donatello Von Draxum’s counter argument:

The young baron wonders if you would like to help aid the anti-human cause?

How do you respond?

Mikey's a little sensitive when it comes to his family trying to overthrow things. *nervous laugher* Still, sending in Mikey is probably the better answer for this one.

Good Luck, Baron

(For the @tmntaucompetition)

[phoebepheebsphibs]

I would die for these kids

So would I, babe......

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[boots-with-the-fur-club]

Donatello von Draxum: “You may be a mushroom, but you're going down all the same.”

Hive mind Donnie: “Ha! Your mouth's talking trash, you better rinse it. Your meat is minced, I'm here to mince it. I'm gonna have my war, now give me some space. I'm gonna wipe that stupid head off of your stupid face!”

@phoebepheebsphibs

@daboyau

@littlemissartemisia

[untilsfe]

How did Jotaro come into Leo and Usagi's lives?

Story time, because I told you how, but not actually HOW. ( Here expanding the first option I told you about in here: 千 - 2nd idea - comic )

A few months away from Usagi and Leo's couple's anniversary, the Baron found himself in quite a predicament... He still didn't have a suitable gift.

Over the decade he had been a part of the turtles' lives. Even though he had already made peace and got along quite well with most of his creatures or.... Sons. He still struggled to find any connection with Leo. He didn't blame him, I mean.... The Yokai literally dropped him off a building when he was 15....

Perhaps most of their estrangement was due to the clash of their personalities, tho. Draxum knew well that of all of them, the one in the blue bandana was the most like Lou. With his particular sense of humor, and a way of processing things that, even if he detested on many occasions because it got them into titanic trouble, he had to admit that it was one of the best qualities that the turtle boy could have inherited from his rat father.

Still, everything seemed to indicate that no matter how much they interacted, Draxum would never be able to do anything remarkable enough to cement the bond between the two. Perhaps if there was an intermediary, something else that could act as a bridge.

That's where the Baron had the most brilliant idea.

"You want to do what!?" The purple clothed turtle almost fell out of his chair as soon as he heard what he thought must be the craziest idea of the century. Leaving the circuit he was working on on the table, Donnie put the googles he always carried back on his head, and took a deep breath before turning in his chair to look at the other straight in the eye. "Barry, my dear father figure by aggregation... HAve YoU lOsT yOUr miND!?!

"Your theatrics won't change my mind, Donatello." With an imperturbable gesture to confront Von Ryan's usual outbursts, Draxum continued to collect some of the materials he would need from the laboratory they sometimes shared. "Are you with me, or against me?"

Resigned to not being able to reason with his fellow scientist, Donnie put a hand to his temple. "... You can't ask me a question like that." He was conflicted. On one hand, he could explore the possibilities that the Imperium had at a genetic level. A subject that had always interested him since he discovered the truth behind his and his brothers birth. On the other hand, Leo was his brother, and he care about him (even if he would never admit it). Also, Usagi had ranked among one of his best friends over the years.

Science or civic/sibling duty? That was the question... Rather simple answer may I say.

"mnnnn----agh!!! You know what!? Ok, I'll do it!!!!" And with a handshake and complicit smiles, they got to work.

Obtaining DNA from the rabbit was simple. The fur abounded in the sewer when they were on hot weather waves.

Leonardo's, however, was more difficult. The tortoise did not sweat unless there was an extreme temperature, and obtaining scales with his exhaustive skin care routine had been an Odyssey.

Soon both scientists realized that the genetic material was not enough, and they needed something more substantial to complete the data. Like... Blood.

However, it was obvious they couldn't go and tell the guys to give them a couple of samples without sounding suspicious. They would have to wait for the situation to play itself out.

It was a disastrous day when it finally happened.

The battle had been tougher than they had thought. The boys came back from it with burns, cuts and pronounced bruises. Leo, for his part, was bleeding from one of his arms. Usagi had a wound on his left side.

While Draxum attended them in the medical bay, he decided to take the opportunity. Using the excuse of running a couple of tests, he placed some of his son's and his partner's blood in a test tube before finish bandaging them. No one questioned him.

That same night he began his actual experiment. Donnie, of course, could not help him with the rest of the research. He was in bed with everyone else. But that would not prevent the great warrior alchemist from achieving his goal.

Those were difficult months for everyone. Gladly, they made it through without too many setbacks. But, one question lingered: Where the hell was Draxum?

No one had seen any sign of the goat Yokai anywhere in weeks. Mikey and Donnie searched for him in their lab and around Hidden City. April went to see him in the cafeteria, but was told that Barry had asked for an early vacation. For a moment they considered the possibility that the Baron had been kidnapped by Big Mama or something. The spider lady made it very clear to them that this had not been the case by kicking them out of her hotel when they burst in demanding Barry's release.

It was a great surprise for everyone when they returned to the sewer just to find Draxum right there, muttering while struggling with something in his arms. Leo was the first to call out to the Baron, not expecting that as soon as he was a few steps away from the goat, he would get something right in his hands.

"Wha-!?"

"Finally! It's all yours. He eats at 8, 2 and 5 o'clock, and takes 2 hour naps every afternoon." Without understanding, Leo looks at what he has in his hands and almost let go of it when he realized he was alive, he has fur and he was looking at him.

"Be careful!" Usagi stepped in when he noticed the turlte almost dropped the little being.

"Draxum, what does this mean?!"

"Calm down rat, you can ask Donatello for the details." Donnie, who was already somewhat prepared for this scenario, put a thumbs up with a stoic expression while he was fulminated by everyone's dumbfounded stares. Drax grabbed Leo's shoulder to get his attention again and spoke slowly, "No guarantees, no refunds." And then patted his green head.

Jotaro lore coming right up!

Not gonna lie, this could have gone better. Alsjsksk also, I published this 3 asks at the same time because they were as a combo.

[fiibonacci]

BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME Donatello Hamato

NICKNAME(S) Donnie, Dee, Purple, Don, Donald

ALIAS(ES) Dynamite Don, Othello Von Ryan, Don Tron

TITLE Purple Knight, Purple Rain

OCCUPATION Freelance technician/mad scientist

AGE 19

DATE OF BIRTH August 25th, 2001

NATIONALITY American 

GENDER & PRONOUNS Cis man, he/him

ORIENTATION Biromantic asexual

RELIGION None

THREAT LEVEL Dangerous

PHYSICAL INFORMATION

FACE CLAIM Kazuma Mitchell

HEIGHT 6'1" (bc I don't buy the canon heights unless NYC is full of living troll dolls, and u can fight me on that)

EYE COLOUR Brown 

HAIR COLOUR + STYLE Black

DOMINANT HAND Right-handed

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Tall, always wearing goggles/a fiberglass backpack, and has a screen strapped to his arm 

ACCENT + INTENSITY Nerdy New Yorker + mild

TATTOO(S) He wears glittery purple temporary tattoos shaped like pixels all over his body bc he’s a dork

SCAR(S) N/a

PIERCING(S) N/a

GLASSES Has a pair of thick, square glasses, but chooses to wear contacts or just walk around blindly

BACKGROUND INFORMATION

HOMETOWN ?

CURRENT RESIDENCE Sparkwood, VA

LANGUAGE(S) English, some ASL

SOCIAL CLASS Middle class

BASIC EDUCATION Home-schooled through high school

COLLEGE EDUCATION Taking a gap year before his junior year of college

DEGREE(S) Majoring in mechanical engineering, minoring in computer science

PARENT #1 Unknown mother

PARENT #2 Baron Draxum-- original foster father to all four boys. Did not care for their welfare, merely their perceived usefulness. Lost custody of them after an explosion in his lab that they were involved in. Splinter has a restraining order filed against him because he fears what the man would do if he found the boys again

PARENT #3 Splinter-- adoptive father. Beloved by all four boys and better at parenting than Draxum, but not well-equipped to be a father. Doesn't understand just how much his sons crave his time and attention. Donnie calls him Papa

SHIP N/a

SIBLING(S) April (21), Raph (20), Leon (19), Michael (18)

CHILD(REN) S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., his robot son. An adaptive AI created by Donnie himself, and tampered with by his brothers.  Speaks like a surfer dude and is irreverent and sarcastic like his father

PET(S) N/a

ADOPTED? Yes

RAP SHEET? Arrested once for being a public nuisance

PRISON TIME? N/a

PERSONALITY INFORMATION

JUNG TYPE INTJ

SUBTYPE Thinking

ENNEATYPE 1W2-SO (Level 6)

MORAL ALIGNMENT Chaotic neutral

TEMPERAMENT Melancholic

ANGER Judgemental

SCHEMATA Perfectionism/social alienation

INTELLIGENCE TYPE Logical

NEURODIVERGENCE(S) ADHD

VICES + HABITS

SMOKES? No

DRINKS? Rarely 

DRUGS? No

VIOLENT? Only when necessary (note: what he deems necessary is not always actually necessary)

ADDICTION(S)? Caffeine

SELF-DESTRUCTIVE? Mildly

HABIT(S) Pulling out his phone when bored, no matter the situation; over-analyzing; showing people up

HOBBIES Dancing, inventing, skateboarding, video games

LIKES Science, technology, disco balls, pizza, skateboarding, his phone, experimental learning, learning, his brothers, the colour purple, satin, shakespeare, dancing, acting, video games, his baby (the Turtle Tank), hoodies, fashion, Shelldon, creating songs for mnemonic memorization

DISLIKES Being shown up, magic/fantasy, Leo’s puns, Leo (in a brotherly way), the wilderness, not having his tech, pineapples combined with ham, Mikey stealing everything from him

TIC(S) Vocalizes reactions/actions

OBSESSION(S) Jupiter Jim, Lou Jitsu, science

COMPULSION(S) Will start hitting things if they stop working and he can’t get it to work, claws his nails down his face when frustrated, denies guilt/blame every single time

MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION

ASTROLOGICAL SIGN Virgo

VICE Pride

VIRTUE Diligence

ELEMENT Fire

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE Mock turtle

ANIMAL Spiny soft-shell turtle

[phoebepheebsphibs]

giggling and kicking my feet over Until I Found You akjskadayhkdau

HEY GUESS WHAT GUESS WHO'S BACK

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