#i like to think of donnie as the elder

[misshowdoyoudo]

TMNT

This came to me in a dream. TMNT: Teenage Mutant Ninja . . . Terriers

Lmao let's go

RAPHAEL:

The oldest, biggest brother. He's an Airedale Terrier, with strong arms and legs built to protect his family. He's bold, stubborn, and determined to do the right thing. He's loyal and loveable, but he doesn't like to admit it. He's got grace, but he uses his strength over his smarts or looks. He's an act first, ask questions after kind of guy.

Next Up

LEONARDO:

The middle child, along with Donatello, this good boy is an American Staffordshire Terrier. He's loyal, friendly, and trustworthy to the end. His movements are agile and graceful, with a springy gait that aids to his confidence. He likes mental and physical challenges, anything to stimulate his active mind. Regarded as a handsome breed, he takes his good looks as the most positive about him and uses it to his advantage. He's game for anything, and especially down for a sparring match in the grass.

Now, before you get mad at me, I think this one really fits, but is also the most HILARIOUS

DONATELLO:

The "egghead" middle child, Donnie is a Bull Terrier. He's witty, he likes his alone time, and he's literally got an egghead. An endearing guy, once you get to know him, and sometimes incredibly stubborn. He's got excellent balance, both physically and mentally. He likes his quality time, whether that's with his family or alone in a lab. He may have a hard time expressing himself, but he's totally devoted to his loved ones. He constantly needs something to occupy his mind and hands, whether that's a project or a fight. He could be better with change, but he's no spring flower. He's the first one to warn of danger, and will tell it loudly, most likely in the form of blaring alarms (that he designed, of course).

And last but CERTAINLY not least

MICHELANGELO:

He's the spunky, curious, and creative youngest! He's an American Hairless Terrier. Loyal and fun, he's the most outgoing of the bunch and will make friends the easiest. He may be small, but he's got enough courage to be bigger than anything! He's got a jaunty pep in his step and a trust level through the roof. He sees the good in everyone, but if you betray that trust prepare to be annihilated because he ain't holding back. He's got a good middle ground of the need to relax and the need to play, and he's willing to let the others know when it's time to take a break. He's ready for any situation, adapting to change like water through a sieve. He's the most affectionate of the family, and he's the one to initiate dog piles!

[trilobitepunch]

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As much as Donatello loved his elder brother, there were times where having one as big, strong, and protective as Raphael demanded some significant drawbacks.

"Rescue like a BOSS! "

This moment, limbs bound all the way to his wrists and ankles, ignominiously slung over Raphael's shoulder as blaster bolts peppered the hallway behind them, was one of those times.

"For the last time, this is not a rescue!"

"You're tied up in the middle of a rebellion lair!" Raph exclaimed, shouting to be heard over the sizzle of blaster bolts and the crack of crumbling concrete. "How does this not count?!"

"Firstly, I would hardly deign to call this second-rate hovel a lair. I mean, they barely have a functioning network, and their data scrambler was so pitiful I could have cracked it in my sleep! Secondly, I elected to allow a temporary restriction of my motor faculties to increase the probability our success by seventy percent."

"Ya wha now?"

"Oh my neutrons, I let them tie me up!"

"Well that was stupid! Why'd ya do that?!"

"To lull them into a fake sense of ease in order to illicit greater quantities of quality intelligence of course. Also, three incoming on your six!"

Donnie ducked in close to Raph as blaster bolts sang overhead, wincing as a chunk of rubble slammed into his bound elbows. Raph snarled, the sound echoing menacingly within the restricted confines of the hallway.

"Hang a left. There's a defensible room," Donnie gasped, and Raph followed his direction without further question. Before long the durasteel door was slamming closed behind them, cutting out the chaos as beyond the rebels floundered and failed to coordinate through the virus he'd implanted within their communications array.

"Did you really have ta let them turn you into a sausage?" Raph huffed, gently lowering Donnie to sit against the wall. "You know hand-to-hand Don, I know ya do! I taught ya!"

"It's hard to extract information through a mouthful of broken teeth Raphael," Donnie huffed, fighting back the beginnings of a pout as his big brother pulled out a small vibro blade. "Besides, that would leave no fun for you."

"Awwwww, you thought of me? I'm touched, brainiac."

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled, then hissed as the ropes snapped away, returning blood flow to his limbs in a shower of pins and needles.

"Easy."

Raph's big hands carefully eased his arms down to his sides, surprisingly deft fingers massaging blood back into his palms and fingers until the tingling stopped.

"It's fine Raph, you don't have to-"

"I want ta Dee. I'm your big brother. Looking out for you is my job. So let me do my job, okay?"

"I… you…could help me up? I do not think my equilibrium is yet up to the task," Donnie acquiesced, smiling ever so slightly as Raph's face brightened.

"You got it buddy! Alright, up we go!"

Another hiss squeaked past his lips as Raph carefully set him on his feet. Dull pain flashed across his lower back, throbbing a low threat that more would come should he attempt to move before his body agreed to.

"Ya good?"

"Mmmmm. Just a minute," he sighed, ignoring the growing shouts beyond the door in favor of leaning into his taller brother's embrace. A greedy part of him drank in the feeling of encompassing warmth, reveling in the elusive sense of safety only Raph could provide. For these stolen moments there was not a power in the cosmos that could harm him. Not with Raph around.

"… getting kinda noisy out there," Raph rumbled eventually, reluctance in every line of his body as he slowly pulled back. "You ready, or do ya need a lil longer?"

"No," he replied, stepping back. He ruthlessness clamped down on the small, childish part of him that wailed yes and shoved it deep into the box within his mind. "I'm ready."

Blood red light painted the room in harsh contrast as two blades hummed to life.

"You take out those at the door. I'll tidy up the loose ends."

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I apologize for my awful writing... I don't remember how this scenario came up but I've been wanting to draw it for some time now. I also wanted to include @colibrie 's original text for it! How do these nerds go from goofy to scary in 0 seconds?

[sunsetsandsunshine]

Heyyy, hope your doing well.

Is it ok if I request switch!april switch!mikey and lee!donnie.April is spending time with mIkey while painting a mural somewhere... and they get into a tickle fight in which donnie gets dragged in.. If that's cool with you :D

~ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 ~

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“Pfft…Mikey you actually suck at this…” April said, stifling a giggle as she glided a paintbrush up and down her little brother’s shell. 

The smaller teen shrieked at the sudden contact, his giggles bouncing off his room’s walls, “R-Riri plehehease…!” The youngest giggled, squirming slightly as he dug his feet into the carpet. 

“Just say a word!” The elder said, “Literally any word that reminds you of this feeling!” 

“Ihihi daha— squeak dohon’t knohohow!!” The younger squealed out as he kicked his legs from underneath his elder sibling, “Ahaprihil plehease juhuhust stahahap!”

“I can’t 'stahahap' unless you tell me, bro! How does this paintbrush against your shell feeeeeel?” The girl emphasized as she swirled her paintbrush where Mikey’s shell met his plastron. 

“I cahahan’t— squeak pfftahahah!!!” The orange banded turtle cried as he arched his back, kicking his legs desperately from underneath his older sibling. 

“Just say a single word, little brother. Aren’t you the one who wanted to help me with my art project~?” The green cladded teenager asked smugly.

Michelangelo blushed, hugging a nearby pillow to his face as his muffled laughs echoed around the room, “I-I dihid buhuhut Ihi dihihindn’t know ihit would be soho tihiHICKLY—?! NAHAHEEEK!!! SqueakAHAPRIL NAHAT squeak THEHEHERE!!!” The light scarlet eyed mutant squawked as his sister started to gently scratch at his lower shell with her nails. 

The human raised an innocent brow, her fingernails dancing across the other, “I genuinely have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m just tracing your shell to help you think!” 

“PLEHEASE PLEHEASE squeak REEREEHEE!!!” The paint loving turtle squealed, banging his fists in the floor, “OKAHAY OKAHAHAY!! F-FLUHUHUTTERY! IHIT FEEHEELS FLUTTERY!!” He laughed, letting out a sigh of relief as his sister got off of him, writing down the word he basically just screamed. 

“Fluttery…I like it!” The elder mused, going back and tracing the other’s shell with the brush. 

“M-Myhy gaHAHAD squeal Ihi hahate yohou…” The youngest murmured as he buried his face into the pillow more.

April held back an amused laugh, scritching her nails along the mutant’s upper shell, “Hate is a strong word, little buddy. But to refresh your memory, I’m doing a poetry art project so I need you to come up with a few…artsy word’s for me. And besides~: you’re in a mood…so you shouldn’t really be complaining all that much. I get my project done and you get tickled…it’s a win-win!”

Mikey huffed begrudgingly, blushing as his sibling basically just called him out…

The box turtle was a kind soul! A very kind soul in fact! 

So when his dear big sister texted that she needed help with her art project, Michelangelo was more than thrilled to lend a hand.

That was until he was told that April’s class was working on collages…and were given a single word to get inspired by and base their art piece off of how it made them and the people around them feel…

…And you want to know what his sister’s word was…?

Laughter.

“Your soho meeheean…” The youngest groaned loudly through his giggles. 

“I’m not being mean if you like iiiit~!” The elder giggled, causing the box turtle’s blush to deepen, “NO!NOHO TEHEHEEASING!” The younger one squawked, “PRIHILLIE WEEHEE HAD AHA DEEHEEAL!” 

“Sorry, sorry. I couldn’t help myself.” She said as she scribbled her youngest brother’s hips, “Y'know…I think I can add a couple more words to the list...”

“Whahat ohOTHER wohords?” Mikey asked. 

“Cute, adorable, sweet, lovable—” April listed.

“SHUHUT UHUP SHUHAHA— squeal SHUHUT. IHIT.” The scarlet eyed teen said, kicking his legs more now from underneath the other.

“But you are~!”

“NAHAH— squeak GOHAHA AHA— squeak AWAHAY!!” 

“But I can’t~! I need more words for my collage!” 

“THEHEN THIHINK OHOHOF SOHOME YOHOURSELF YOHOU FOUR EYED MOHOTHER— squeak FUHUHUCKER!!!”

The elder snickered as she lightly traced the sides of her little brother’s ribs, “Woowww…cursing me out…calling me names…it’s almost like you want me to go here…”

The orange banded teen let out a tiny but mighty scream at the new sensation at the back of his ribs, trying to get off of the floor, but alas, was stopped as April sat on the back of his lower shell once again, “YOHOU— SQUEAL!! AHAHAPRIL WEEHEE SQUEAK CAHAN TAHAHALK SQUEAK ABOHOUT THIS SQUEAK PLEHEASE!!” 

“I’m hearing lots of words not having to do with my collage~!” The girl in glasses said in a sing-song voice as she pinched up and down his ribs. “NAHAH— squeak squeal GAHAHAD WHYHYHY?!” The youngest cackled. 

“Because you legit asked me to?” The elder grinned evilly as she started to slowly count every single one of her little brother’s ribs now, “Duh~!”

“E-EEEHEEP! PLAHAHEASE NAHAT THAT NAHAT THAHAT NAHAT THAHAHAT!!!” Michelangelo screamed, hugging his middles as tears of mirth appeared in his eyes. 

“Not what~?”

“OKAHAY! SQUEAL OKAHAHAY!! YOHOHOU SQUEAL CAHAN PUHUT SQUEAK MEHERRY, JOHOHOLLY, FUHUNNY, LIHIHIVELY AHAND SWEEHEET NOHOHOW PLAHAHEASE!!!” The box turtle absolutely squealed. 

“There we go~! See? It wasn’t that hard.” April smirked, patting the other’s shoulder as she got up and added the five words on her paper. “Ihi feeheel lihihike I juhust gohohot bahahack frohom aha war…” Michelangelo groaned as he wiped his eyes to clear the happy tears streaming down his face.

“Oh, you’re fine.” April said as she rolled his eyes fondly, writing down the words Mikey said on the clipboard. The youngest stretched him arms, getting up and peering over the older’s shoulder, “Buhut anywahay’s, hohow mahahany mohore words do yohou need?”

“Five.” The elder said casually.

“FIVE?!” Michelangelo repeated in complete and utter awe, “How many words do yohou freaking neeheed?!”

“Five.” The older repeated, “The number in total was originally supposed to be ten but Mrs. Anderson said if I add one more to the required word count I’d get extra credit.”

“…Why do you always have to pick extra credit?” The orange cladded mutant whined, flopping on his bed as he looked at the ceiling.

“Because why not?” The elder huffed, “Now come over here! I need five more words on how laughter makes you…feel.” She said dramatically, putting a hand over her forehead for a theatrical effect. 

“Yeah, yeah...“ The light scarlet eyed teen uninterestingly said, “But you come over here; I don’t feel like lying on my carpet anymore.”

“Pfft— okay, your majesty.” The glasses wielding human snickered, sitting next to her brother on his bed. And without warning, the smaller teenager wrapped her in a hug from behind with one hand while the other slipped under her shirt and scribbled all over her bare stomach.  

“AUUGH! Y-YOU’RE HAHAHANDS ARE F-FUHUCKING FREEZING!!!” April seethed before bursting out into loud and contagious cackles, “AHHAHA— squeak! WAHAIT! WHAHAT THEHEHE FAHACK!?” She squealed. 

“Aww~! Look at you giggling up a storm~!” The smaller teen smiled, “Your laugh is beyond adorbs, Riri.” 

“STAHAP IHIT! YOHOHOU PEICE AHAHOF— squeal! NOHOH!” The older cried, kicking her legs in an attempt to escape which only caused the youngest to tickle harder. 

The human girl threw her head back; completely lost in her own squeals and shrieks. “Soooooo~! About those words~!” The youngest teased. 

“NAHAHAHAA— YOHOU LIHITTLE BRAHAHAT!!” The green cladded girl shouted. 

“I don’t think 'brat' or 'little' goes with the word 'laughter', Prillie...” Mikey giggled.

Oho revenge was sweet…

…So so sweet.

“YOHOU— hic! STAHAHAP IHIHIT NOHOHOW!!!” The girl in green giggly threatened. 

“No can do, big sis!” The youngest said as innocently as he could, “I need you to tell me how laughing makes you feel~! What do you feel right now~?”

“NO YOHOU— hic GAHAHAH! STAHAP IT— squeak!” April howled, “FIHINE! FLUHUHUTTERY! IHI FEEHEEL FLUHUTTERY!!” 

“I already said that.” The orange themed turtle hummed, getting his hand out of the other’s shirt and squeezing her thigh mercilessly.  

“MIHIHI— hic FAHAHACK— hic! O-OKAHAHAY!! GIHIGGLY?!”

“Four more woooords~?”

“NOOOHOHOH! DUHUHUDE YOHOUHAH— squeal!”

“I can’t stop unless you give me four more words~! Come on, big sis~! Just four more words~!” Michelangelo taunted, using both of his hands to knead the other’s hips. “GYAHAH!!! M-MYHYHY GAHASH!! FIHIHINE! JOHOY?!” The girl offered as she kicked and thrashed.

The younger teen nodded, “Three more~!”

“REEHEELAHAHAXED?!” 

“Two more~!” 

April let out a loud squeal, getting out of the hug as she lightly hit the other on the upside of his head, “Ahand trihiumphant.” She huffed, writing down the four words she said. 

The light scarlet eyed mutant rolled his eyes, looking over her shoulder once more, “How do you feel 'triumphant' when you’re laughing??? That doesn’t even make any sense…”

“Yohou dohon’t mahahake ahany sense.” The girl with glasses retorted as she stuck her tongue out at her little brother; which the little brother in question gladly copied.

Then suddenly and abruptly, Donnie walked into the bedroom, leaning on the doorframe as he knocked on the wall, “Hello, Michael and Prillie. I’ve come to inform you two that Raph has obtained us some rice and peas and jerk chicken for dinner.”

April and Mikey turned their attention to the softshell as he leaned on the doorway, “…Where did Raphie get the food from?” The box turtle asked suspiciously. 

“Oh…well, he and Leo made it.” Donatello grimaced, shrinking slightly as he saw his younger brother’s face start to form in anger, “They cleaned up after themselves— I promise. I supervised.” The light golden eyed mutant assured.

The light scarlet eyed teen rolled his eyes, going over towards his door, “I’ll be the judge of that.” He huffed, going to march towards the door but was halted by April as she gave him the clipboard. “Oh Dee~? Before we go eat, do you mind answering a quick question for me?” The eldest asked innocently.

“Uhm…okay?” The purple banded teenager said as he fully walked into the room, closing the door, “What’s the question?” 

“How does laughing make you…feel?” April asked.

The softshell blinked once in confusion, “…What?”

“How does laughing make you…feel?” Mikey repeated.

“I…don’t understand the question.” Donnie chuckled in amusement, “How does it make me…feel…?” He repeated to himself as he scratched his head, “I…feel joy when I laugh, I suppose.” 

“Anything else?” The girl in glasses emphasized, sneakingly inching her way to her brother as he was deep in thought. “Erm…lively? I do feel quite alive and quite joyous when laughter occurs.” 

“Anything eeeelse?” The chocolate brown eyed teenager drawed out as she scribbled her nails alongside the taller’s sides. Donnie let out a short squeal, flinching back as he hugged his middles.

The one day he left his battleshell in his room…

“Ahahapril doohoo. nahahat.” The taller teen warned, backing away as his sister inched towards him. “Whaaaat~?” She said casually, “I’m just helping.” 

“Tickling meehee ihihis not hehelping meehee thihink ohof ahan answer!” The light golden eyed teen said as if it was obvious, riskily sprinting to the door as his younger brother effortlessly caught him; the two boys basically fighting to the death as Mikey effortlessly pinned the older turtle to the ground, tickling his underarms.

“HEHEH— hic STAHAHA! YOHOU L-LIHIHITTLE SHIHAT!! LEHET MEEHEE GOHOH!!!” The tech loving turtle shouted, squirming from underneath the other.

“Nu-uh! I suffered so now you have to suffer.” The box turtle smiled. 

“AHA— hic! WHAHAT— PFFTAH! DOHOES THAHAHAT EEHEEVEN hic MEAN?!” The taller turtle inquired through his chorus of cackles. 

“Thought of a word to describe how you’re feeling yet, Don?” The eldest asked as she sat next to her two brother’s, grinning like the Cheshire cat. 

“IHIHI’M hic GOHOING hic TOOHOO KIHICK YOHOU GUHUHUYS' ASSES!!!”

“Language, young man!” The box turtle scolded, gently flipping Donnie on his plastron as he scribbled his fingers lightly against his shell. Donatello frantically kicked his legs, banging his fists on the ground as he screeched in laughter.

“GAHAHAD NAHAHAH— hic! PLAHAHEASE!!! WHYHY?!” He wheezed, tears of mirth blurring his vision as he shut his eyes tight. “I-IHIHI FEEHEEL REEHEELAXED!!!”

“Already have that one.” Michelangelo commented. 

“GIHIHI— hic! GIHIHIGGLY! I FEEHEEL GIHIHIGGLY!”

“Already said that one too~!“ 

Donatello wheezed once more, his heels digging into the carpet and his legs flinging around like crazy, “HAHAPPY! I FEEHEEHEEL HAPPY!!! NOW STOHAP STAHAHOP STOHOHOP!!” He cried, letting out a contented sigh as his little brother stopped the assault. 

“I hic cohohome here…toohoo deliver hic news…ahahand thihis is hohow I’m hic being repahaid….” Donnie grumbled through his giggles, huffing and puffing under his breath as Mikey hugged him. 

“And that makes eleven words!” The girl with glasses grinned, writing down the last word on her paper. “Thanks for your help, you too.” 

“Ahanythihing fohor you, Ihi guess.” The softshell said as he rolled his eyes, getting up as his younger brother was still clinged to him, “So…are we going to go eat or…?” The box turtle asked as he hugged his older brother’s arm.

“Yeah, yeah…” April giggled as she clinged to Donnie’s other arm as all three of them walked to the kitchen, linking arms. 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[citruswriter]

Say It Again

Listen with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Pairing: Nobody. Leonardo if you squint. 🧡

Warnings: Angst, Reader has white feathered wings, set in the second movie after the river scene.

A/N: Sooooooo I came up with this while maladaptive daydreaming. Your welcome.

"That's enough!" You said, breaking the brothers up. "I will not just stand here and watch you guys berate each other!" Donnie, Mikey, and Raph just grumbled but agreed and sat down. "Like you have any room talking. You're not even a proper member of this family". Leo hissed, arms crossed as he stared at you. "Oh shit..." Raph muttered. "Oh he did not..." Mikey said softly. Even Donnie stared at his elder brother in utter shock. You turned your head with wide eyes to look at the brother in blue. "What?" You said softly, giving him the chance to save himself as your wings began to bristle but Leo just glared at you. "I said what I fucking sa-" he wasn't able to finish before you started screaming at him in utter rage. "You are such a fucking dick! You don't have any right to utter such words at me! The utter gaul you fucking have to say such a thing to me!" You screamed, tears spilling down your face as you continued. "News flash! This is your fucking fault! You want all of us to be little soldiers that think like you and blindly follow your orders but that ain't how this fucking shit works! I know it may be hard to see the truth from the high horse your riding on but if you stopped being so fucking arrogant, you might see the truth!" Leo had never seen you so angry, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't scared right now. "We all look up to you, you just don't know how to fucking lead Leonardo!" You spat, voice beginning to go hoarse from your screaming.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, (Y/N). I shouldn't have said that." He sputtered and you growled at him. "Stay in your fucking lane Leonardo. You don't get to shit on any of us. Mikey may be an airhead but he's the best fighter out of all of us. Raph may be an angry brute but he'll be the first one to sacrifice himself for his family. And Donnie, oho, Donnie. You'd be fucking dead without this man. And me? How many times have I played therapist for you? For this whole fucking family?" You stepped forward, squaring up to him as you glared at him with such anger that it made him shudder. "You ever have the audacity to say some disrespectful shit like that to me ever again, and I swear it'll be the last fucking thing you ever say." You seethed and Leo nodded. You walked off, angry and hurt, tears spilling over your cheeks. "Oh and Leo?" You started, looking over your shoulder. "Y-Yeah?" He stuttered out. "You're so lucky I don't tell Sensei about your little comment because we both know he'd beat your ass and you wouldn't leave the hashi for a week". You growled and Leo swallowed thickly, knowing damn well that was true.

Sitting in a corner of the plane, you broke down crying. "H-Hey. Look I'm sure he didn't mean it. He's just angry." Mikey said, rubbing your back in an attempt to calm you. "I don't care. It's no excuse." You sobbed angrily and Donnie crouched down to hold your face, thumbs wiping tears away. "I know. But please know he loves you as much as the rest of us do." He whispered and you nodded. "You are a valued member of this family. And we love you so much. Even Leo's arrogant ass". Raph rumbled softly and you couldn't help but laugh softly through your tears. "There we go! There's that smile". Mikey cheered, kissing your temple. "Feeling a bit better now?" Donnie asked and you nodded. Looking over to Leo, you saw the guilty expression on his face. Wrapping yourself in your wings, you thought back to the river and how you couldn't help. You wanted to but the water made your feathers sopping wet, rendering you useless. Maybe he was just frustrated. Maybe he was projecting. You weren't sure. But as you stared out the plane, rippling wind still working on drying your wings off, you knew one thing for sure. This fight was not over yet.

Anyways yea. Ik it's super short but I wanted to write it. So fuck ya'll. /silly

[imagionationstation]

People. Just… No.

If one more person tries to convince me that the RISE world is perfect and one of the 2012brothers would feel more at home in the care of the RISE family-

I don’t think ya’ll understand how family dynamics work.

Or the characters themselves.

You’re seriously going to sit here and tell me Mikey would happily leave to seek a different kind of love from a set of brothers that he is unfamiliar with? Mikey? The heart of the family would abandon the brothers that have and will risk their lives for him without a second of hesitation? Mikey?? The only one who’s able to keep their grumbling group in high spirits and is empathetically connected to each of their emotions- would assume they don’t want him and leave? Mikey???

Really????

Leo and Raph would not be happier in a world where they aren’t obviously and explicitly needed. They would not be able to relax with the knowledge that their younger/elder siblings are an entire dimension away. These two protecters need something to live for, and that’s their brothers.

Mama hen Leo would not be happy without her ducklings- whether they are ‘perfect’ younger siblings or not (I hate to break it to you, but the amount of times 2018Raph’s younger siblings ignore his command or advice is extensive). The fact that his brothers don’t learn is exactly why he needs to be around to teach.

Lone Wolf Raph might think that he could live without them, but- plot twist- he can’t! He knows he’s the only reason that Leo hasn’t self-sacrificed himself into oblivion, and that he’s Donnie’s brick wall when though insecurities try to break though, and he’s basically one reason why their insane, impulsive youngest brother hasn’t gotten himself killed yet.

They’d appreciate the pressure off their shoulders, but they wouldn’t be truly happy.

Donnie is the brother that I have seen the least fanfics like this for, but the fact still stands for him. He would also appreciate the weight off his shoulders, but he’d also have an entire new reality to adapt to. Everything about this world is the opposite to what he knows, and a lot about this family is different than his own. That’s a lot for this socially awkward boy to adapt to, awesome tech or not.

All family dynamics are different. All friendships are different. All relationships are different.

You can’t take someone and chuck them into a different family, one without the same taunts and jibes and love languages and inner jokes and silent understanding from shared experiences and memories and attachments-

And just. Expect them to move on.

You can definitely add to a family. Your family can change to better itself (basically what these brothers have been doing for five seasons) and there will always be aspect that you don’t appreciate about how you and your family interacts.

Because no singular family is perfect.

There can be no TMNT without the leader, the protector, the genius, and the heart. Each iteration is not going to be perfect.

So would you please stop telling me that one of the 2012brothers would be better off if their family was broken apart?

[savemeafruitjuice]

TickleTober Day 6- Cuddles

Lee: Raph

Ler: Mikey

TW!: None!

(The lack of gifs for these two is astounding)

It shouldn't have been such a surprise, Raph thought, but he laughed like a child anyways.

He and Mikey were laying comfortably on the younger's bed, having wanted to sit-out on this weeks movie night. Donnie and Leo, for the seventh time this month, were binge watching all of the 'Ice Age' movies, and as much as everyone loved them, it got to be a bit much.

Mikey couldn't focus on the plot, and so he asked the eldest to hang out instead.

So there they were, Mikey laying comfortably on Raph's plastron, while the other had closed his eyes, arm draped over the smaller. Mikey turned his head.. then rearranged his legs.. then his right arm, and-

"Mikey, you alright?"

The sleepy voice of the elder startled him, and the box turtle nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. Feeling fidgety." Raph hummed. "Do you want to go do something instead?"

Mikey thought, then shook his head. "No, it's okay." And that was that.

Well, it would've been, except just a couple minutes later, the orange-themed turtle felt the urge to move again. He glanced up at his brother, who's eyes were a bit droopy.

Another minute passed, and Mikey felt he definitely needed to do something with his hands. He tapped his fingers gently on Raph's plastron, trying to make a fun beat, or something like that, but felt a shift, looking back up to see the snapper with a small smile creeping up his face.

"What's funny, Raphie?"

Raph shook his head. "'S nothin'.."

Mikey shrugged, going back to tapping, when his brother's smile grew. Curious, he slowly scratched at the same spot on his ribs, and his brother flinched slightly. After one more glance, seeing that the eldest didn't seem to want to make a reaction, Mikey reached his other arm to his other side, and did the same slow crawl there too.

This time, Raph's grin was wider, and he squeezed Mikey gently with his arm. "Mikes.. whahat-.. what'cha doin'?"

"Just tapping." The smaller said so innocently, in his best little brother voice as to not arouse suspicion. It seemed to work, and the muscles in Raph's head relaxed, and he went back to trying to sleep, apparently fixing to ignore the sensation.

Hands moved to the snapper's shell, right where it connected to his side, and began tracing. It honestly took everything from him to not at least giggle, but his brother was already so fidgety, and he didn't want to disturb him. 'No, Raph's fine. It isn't that bad..' The hands crawled up, almost grazing his underarm.

"Nope. Nevermind."

Mikey's hand met a bad spot, and the elder couldn't help but flinch away. He wrapped his arm tighter around the box turtle, closing his eyes as the sensation paused. Mikey said nothing, but readjusted himself very slowly, until his fingers were suddenly wiggling into the other's underarm.

"Mihi- Mikehey! Hahahah!"

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself! Tickle tickle~"

Mikey smiled to himself, digging a little harder. He had gotten his brother to break, but it wasn't quite the laughter he wanted to hear.. yet.

"WhahaHAT DIhihid I doho? Wahait- WAHAHAIT NOHO!" Mikey only giggled, pressing another raspberry to the sai-user's neck, and cuddled against his side. Raph brought his other arm up and held onto the smaller's shell, though the orange-themed turtle took notice of the fact that he wasn't being lifted away.

Raph squealed as Mikey's hands joined in again, tickling up and down his sides. "MIHIKEY! SNRT- NAHAH, RAHAPH CAHAN'T!" "Aww, look at that smile! I think someone's enjoying themself~"

Raoh shook his head, squishing his shoulders up to his chin, gently, as to not accidentally hurt his brother. As it turned out, that only motivated the younger to reach more tickle spots, scribbling over his belly instead. Raph kicked his legs, tilting his head to the side.

Seemed like he was getting more than he bargained for in 'hanging out'.

[tmnt-ocxcanon-comp]

TMNT OCxCanon Comp Round 1

Learn more under the cut!

Sweets

@buthowboutno-spamming

Mutual crush with Rise! Donatello (as of chapter 27 of ATWLP)

Everyone who has interacted with Sweets and Donnie is /convinced/ that they are in love with each other… except Sweets and Donnie. Sweets is a second year Biomedical Engineering major at Eastlaird University. Of all the places to meet Donnie, they met him at 2 am at the campus library after an attempted textbook theft and subsequent brain trauma (don’t ask). These two losers couldn’t help but get along in between the bickering and mild threats, using their respective talents to work on Rad Science Stuff^TM. So what if they share a bed sometimes? It’s… /practical/.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43286731/chapters/108804493

by beckerboopin! (link for it if inserting it didn’t work –>

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Silvia DarkForest

@yandere-fresita

She is shipped with Donatello Hamato, in a iteration/AU I made myself. But if it has to be with canon, she was for a long time shipped with 2012 Donnie.

They are currently in their 20’s and married, I’m thinking of making their children canon too.

Silvia had a very rough life, turning her into a very distrustful individual. Failing a mission by her elders, she turned into a mutant and decided to live in the shadows, adopting a little kid under her wing that was mutated and discarded just like her.

Years passed and she met the Hamato family, whom she found solace and peace. Donatello, with his awkward but honest behavior, gained her heart and in no time, dated and now they are married together, watching each other’s back in each battle.

Also, did I mention she is a dragon?

Have her Toyhouse link, where her backstory, origins and all pics I’ve done for her are stored. Along with her another and more horror based form.

https://toyhou.se/18668303.silvia-darkforest

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[hostdoozy]

I am putting this thought here cause I think a lot about the Kraang and it is sad to see that the Rottmnt community reduced them to nothing more than set pieces or a hivemind (when they're clearly not)

I want to delve into Kraang3's abilities and how they differ from his elder siblings. so let's focus on the most DANGEROUS one out of the trio

Before I continue I do want to emphasise this point cause i cannot stress this enough, the Kraang themselves are NOT a hivemind. 1 & 2 throughout the movie have many instances of being individualistic, acting upon their own desires- the slight expectation being 3, who is obedient and restrained.

Does this mean 3 is not his own character? nope- he's still his own individual. Kraang3 is a loyal soldier awaiting commands from his Eldest brother 1 but with this being said, he's still capable of acting upon his own volition if the situation calls for it. (I.e protecting the key from Leo, then later on his confrontation with Donnie & mikey within the technodrome. )

"But Brew! How does this tie into Kraang3's abilities?"

You might be wondering. Well, my dear reader- it actually does, in some way. Now that I established that the Kraang themselves are NOT a hivemind. Kraang3 on the other hand, is capable of making them but out of other species.

The Kraang are (while not in a traditional sense) a parasitic-like race. They come to other planets for the pure purpose to conquer... to consume.. to mould the inhabitants into their ideal image.

Anything caught within it is assimilated and turned into a mindless drone. However, there is a slight flaw within 3's biomass. Which is the effects heavily vary upon the individual. Some are mutated beyond recognition- while in other instances- it merely clings itself onto the victim's flesh, invading their minds. The changes heavily vary from person to person. We don't know how far his hivemind can go- but his drones are capable of taking commands from his elder siblings at least. (side note: Biomass contains empyrean, the source of yokai and mutants.)

now, What kind of hivemind does 3Kraang create? The answer is kinda unclear. In some instances where YES, both the biomass and the drones act as an 'extension' of himself but in other moments, they're like worker bees protecting their queenbee. (the queenbee in this case, being the actual kraang, not just 3)

3's biomass can also possess machinery, creating unholy and terrifying abominations against nature. With machines- there is no will to conquer. Furthermore, 3's biomass once it reaches a certain point, can drain energy from an entire fucking city and redirect it into a MASSIVE portal into the sky.

ALL of that- is 3's doing. His siblings are incapable of doing this and are aware of it.

So before I get into that- just what the 1 & 2 abilities are? Allow me to break it down into a simpler list. we know that

Both Kraang 1 & 2 have some Shapeshifting properties. While they are not capable of changing their forms entirely, they can at least shift parts of their anatomy. This aids them in combat outside of their suits (I.e extending their limbs or shifting the density of their flesh)

Krang 1 can peer into his victim's mind. This can only be done physically and through his tendrils. It allows him to dig through their memories and gather intel. The process is evidently painful for the victim causing them to pass out upon kraang 1 retraction. (not canon however, it is worth noting that within a deleted scene. Kraang 1 instead forged a false dream in Raph's mind in which Raph "escaped" and ran back home. This was how the kraang were going to discover Tmnt's home initially)

Kraang1 can block mystic powers. Using his frills- Kraang1 can make a specific soundwave that blocks out his enemy's powers- forcing his opponent to face him and rely on their physical prowess rather than "tricks"

Both Kraang 1 & 2 are highly durable. They had buildings, wrecking balls, fucking 'acid'- thrown at them and while the experience is indeed painful, They manage. They quickly recover from that experience and press forward. They're relentless.

3's siblings never showed any signs of the same powers as he does.

Kraang1 knows this.

Throughout the entire movie. He is seen accompanying 3 the whole time, safely guarding his little brother and dictating his every move along the way. 1 knows how important 3 is to their future empire because neither he nor his sister, have what 3 has. It was not just the Technodrome they needed- it was also 3.

So even when the Technodrome was destroyed. it wasn't just the ship he was pissed about. he was also pissed about his little brother possibly perishing. 3 was IMPORTANT to their conquest, without him, They wouldn't be able to finish what they started all those centuries ago. 3's powers are crucial for their empire.

"you ruined everything!"

1 truly meant it when he said that. He admitted to defeat but retracted that statement with "You think you've won, you wretched little pest." - To sum up this moment, The dude is seething. He is coping that some teenagers outwitted him and killed his little brother, putting a cork in HIS plans. Even with the knowledge that his sister is alive back on earth. There won't be any way for her to 'reclaim' earth- since the two most essential things have been blown up to smithereens.

To conclude this weird tangent.

While Kraang1 is the eldest sibling/the leader. Kraang3 is the more dangerous one because of how he unique abilities. Without him, things would turn out very differently

also- completely unrelated, 3 reminds me of the homophobic dog meme.

okay, that is all. for now.

[nnnyxie]

Omggg.!!

Hello.!! I am so sorry you're requests got deleted.! I sent a request awhile ago. But I love all your headcannons.! I would love to request a story or headcannons for a younger sister turtle reader.! She's 12 and her personality is a mix of everyone of her elder brothers.! She also has picked up a bunch of their habits. Like Leo's smirk, Donnie's evil scientist cackle, Mikey's energy and Raph's Obsession over teddy bears/plushies.! And since she's a mix of everyone's personality, she is the MOST chaotic in the family.

Reader has also picked up some of April's traits, being stubborn and yelling her own name in battle. And everyone slowly starts to notice that she's been picking up their traits, and shower her with love and affection. They all think it's adorable.!! Thank you.!!

𝘼𝙃𝙃𝙃 𝙊𝙈𝙂 𝙔𝙀𝙎!!!!! 𝙏𝙃𝙎𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙎𝙅𝘿𝘽 𝙎𝙊 𝘾𝙐𝙏𝙀!!!!

𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙡 (@ 𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙𝙤𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚…)

- they absolutely adore and love you first of all.

- you’re their favorite person ever. would die AND kill for you. they’re also very protective since they see you as a baby (me w/ my younger siblings)

- they love how you adopted parts of their personalities!! it makes them so happy— cause yeah the boys all get along and they very much enjoy spending time together but it can be a bit difficult since they share very little interests.

- donnie really loves how you took a slight interest in his work!! he loves that you do the same weird cackle whenever helping him with inventions

- leo PURPOSEFULLY taught you to be a menace. he loves the chaos you bring and loves partaking in it!! you two give that dumb little grin whenever a prank succeeds and he lives for it !!

- you and mikey are the youngest ones, meaning you’re both absolute chaos when put together. your energies coincide with each other so well. never a dull moment between the two of you. younger sibling chaos.

- raph has given you most of the teddy bears you have. he saw you staring at one of his one day and just died bc how did he not think of getting you any before?? you guys start a collection together— it’s honestly so cute and he loves that you share his love of plushies!!!

- you thought april’s battle cry was so cool and you begged her to help you come up with something just as cool. which ofc she did bc she loves you so so much!!

- they all picked up the fact that you had fragments of their personalities mixed in your own and they just felt so honored????

- the only time they didn’t enjoy this fact was when you’d get ridiculously stubborn and reckless… you somehow always ended up hurting yourself! whether it be a small bruise or broken arm!

- and you were too headstrong to let them take proper care of your injuries… so… all FIVE of them had to HOLD you down so they could treat your wounds.

- but even if you’re a bit difficult, they love you to the point they wanna pop you like a pimple (aggressive love?)

:𝙤 !!! 𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 <3

𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 <3

[sebekzigv0lt]

Chiyo here! Looks like Lilia has gotten wind of the situation, could you please help me catch him up to speed?

Ah yes! I will, my elder brother’s ex-girlfriend has been… persistent with being with me and kidnapped me earlier. I will say it was an extremely unpleasant experience but thankfully silver, Yuu, her little brother Donnie, and a few others saved me. Valarie was sent to prison but was bailed out by her father and now we can’t find her.

Yeeeeeah, I’ve been narrowing her possible locations. I think they might be in their summer house at the moment.

[youandmedead]

RåñÐðm †Mñ† HêåТåñðñ§ þ† 2

Warnings: Swearing, slight angst

Requested by: No one

Notes: Since my 1st random tmnt headcanons post did so well, I've decided to make another.

𖤐 Raph, Mikey and Leo would have definitely tried to flip somebody off before but because they only have 3 fingers people would just get confused on whether they're actually giving them the middle finger.

𖤐 Leo was 100% the type of kid to not/refuse to swear and say stuff like 'gosh dang it'and random crap like that. He encouraged the rest of his brothers to do so and the only one who sorta stuck to it was Mikey, whereas Raph and Donnie swear like absolute sailors (just like yours truly)

𖤐 I think Mikey and Leo are the early birds of the brothers and Donnie and Raph are the night owls.

𖤐 Leo and Donnie totally drool in their sleep.

𖤐 Leo loves to read comics, mangas, and novels. His favourite genres are fantasy and sci-fi (sometimes romance, it usually depends on his mood).

𖤐When Mikey disturbs Donnie in his lab and Donnie doesn’t want him to touch or do anything stupid in his lab, he’ll put a stupid video on one of his monitors to distract him….surprisingly it works.

𖤐 Donnie has an extremely dark sense of humour…whenever he tells a joke the room just goes silent and you can just feel the awkward tension - Mikey’s face is priceless though so it’s 100% worth it.

𖤐Mikey is a certified cat lover! He prefers them over dogs and every time when he’s out on patrol and he finds a cat, he must go up and stroke it (even if it’s hissing and has almost scratched his face of several times)…he’s just a massive softy.

𖤐 I think that Mikey is the toughest to crack in terms of emotions. Although his elder brothers are very stubborn when people try to get them to open up, Mikey always feels he has a duty to keep up his up-beat, care free persona. He knows how rough his brothers have it and he knows that he can be annoying and understands the emotional pain they’re going through so he just wants to stay happy for his brothers in order to not worry them more.

𖤐 When Donnie was learning how to drive, he was 1000% sure he ran somebody over

[eveandtheturtles]

Twisted Turtles Scenarios

Hello! So I was talking with @tinkabelle19 and somehow my brain spawned these absolutely Murphy's Law scenario. So here are these Bayverse What If situations where things don't go well for the turtles. You can use these scenarios for fics or art just tag me as the creator of the idea ;)

Tagging: @m1dnyt3-w0lf @thelaundrybitch @raphsmuneca @madammuffins @sharpwindow @pheradream-15 @leosgirl82 @kikithedreamerwriter @fyreball66 @dilucsflame33

General TW: Character Deaths in many different ways. Enjoy!

Raph - Fallen Protector

After Splinter dies defeated by Shredder Raph and April were too late to save Leo, Donnie and Mikey from Sacks. Enraged by that with the help of the humans Raph barely manages to have his revenge. He takes down Shredder but he can't stop the virus' spread. To make up for his failure, he gives April some of his blood so that the antidote can still be made.

Unfortunately, New York takes the hardest hit from Sack's virus, turning the city into a war zone with resources being scarce. Raph tries to fight the good fight, following his father's teachings but he's no Splinter nor Leo. He can't patch himself or fix things like Donnie with his tech, nor does he have the optimistic nature of Mikey. April and Vern eventually die on duty. Raph is alone. Abandoning the way of ninja Raph joins an underground fighting ring, occassionally doubling as a bodyguard for shady 'business men'.

"What's the point of protecting if there's no one left to protect..."

Mikey - Driven By Guilt

Splinter dies in the attack. Raph stands his ground against Shredder and falls. And when time came to test Mikey the rope slipped right through his hands on that snowy cliff and Leo, Verne and April plummeted to the ground below.

He and Donnie still got to the Sacks Tower. Sacks makes his antidote but the virus is stopped thanks to Donnie. The two barely stop Shredder thanks to Donnie's quick thinking and Mikey's luck and skill. Unfortunately, Donnie takes great damage from the fight. His ninja days are over and eventually transfers his mind to a computer.

Guilt drives Mikey to push himself but he can't stop hearing the voices of Leo, Splinter and Raph in his head, often blaming him for their deaths. For his blunders and mistakes.

Donnie tries to help, support his little brother but there's not much he can do now as merely a program.

Mikey gets more and more violent, sometimes his mind more stuck in the past than present, no matter how much Donnie tries. That light and glue that once held the family together has dimmed and inevitable is falling apart.

"I will never let go, not again..."

Donnie - Mad Genius

tw. substance abuse mention and torture. sorta.

Shredder didn't leave Raph behind. Sacks was smarter. The turtles were going to be kept by the billionaire as permanent guinea pigs to be their infinite mutagene supply. Leo and Raph were too prideful for that, they tried to escape but the escape plan failed, costing them their lives. Mikey, depressed with the two elder brothers' death and their treatment from humans slowly but surely faded away. He wasn't strong enough to stand all the chemical substances pumped into their bodies 24/7 nor the frequent operations.

But Donnie... Donnie had his mind and will. He knew if he waited long enough there would be an opportunity. While he bid his time, his grief and slowly building up hatered for humans were splintering and twisting his brilliant mind.

After the assault on the turtle lair, April survived, but no one would believe her and Sacks had money - the ultimate power in the human world, making her persona non grata anywhere she went. But she persisted. She managed to somehow get in contact with Donnie and plan an escape for him, although it hit her hard to hear the other three didn't make it.

During the escape something went wrong, or so April thought watching the entire Sacks facility explode but she didn't miss the twisted satisfaction on Donnie's face. Afterwards Donnie retreated underground.

She tried to reach out and comfort him but Donnie didn't reciprocate. His fevered mind was now addicted to two things - revenge and various chemical compounds his body got dependant on in Sack's captivity. He shut her down and cut all contact.

A while later, in utter shock April could watch on the TV screen the newest villain tearing the city apart like Shredder never could.

"I may be mad but who's fault is that."

Leo - Failed Leader

The mission in Brazil went as bad as it could. Leo shouldn't have jumped after Donnie, he should have waited for Raph. The fight with Rocksteady and Bebop went so wrong. He still could see Donnie getting hit with that missle from the tank. He barely saved Mikey.

They both got stuck in the jungle. Adapting was difficult, he had no doubt April would try to reach them only they had no tech... Mikey tried to cheer him up. Follow whatever he said, clinging to his eldest brother after losing the other two but eventually Leo's control became too much. After an argument Mikey went on his own.

It was a damn lucky poacher who got his shot in before Leo got there. Too late. Burying his youngest brother Leo decided the world didn't need him. He was alone. He failed.

Just how much he learned soon enough after the Technodrome hovered over the Southern America.

".....there's nothing left to say..."

[savemeafruitjuice]

Tickletober Day 8- Nuzzles

This is where I give up on finding gifs 👍

For the rest of these, I'm going to be just saying what version I'm writing for, so yeah. On that note, this is a ROTTMNT fic! Maybe I'll color-code each version so it's easier to recognize.. 🤔

Lee: Donnie

Ler: F! Leo

TW!: SWEARING! AN ARGUMENT! (It's only referenced. The rest is just comfort and tickes.)

THIS HAS SPOILERS FOR THE RISE MOVIE!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT! ALSO, THIS IS NOT A SHIP!

(I'm putting this below the cut because of spoilers, but Future Leo is established to be in the present time with the turtles. I will be addressing him as 'Leon' throughout this.)

Loud techno music blared throughout Donnie's lab. He was curled up in his rolly-chair, sulking as the noise calmed him down a little. All of a sudden, he felt the presence of someone else, and turned around at the same time a knock sounded on his door.

"Hey, can I come in?"

Ugh, it was Leo. He knew it before a word even left his dum-dum mouth. "I don't like you. Go away." There was a moment of hesitation, before Leo called out again. "Did I do something? I didn't mess up a project or anything, right?"

Donnie stopped. Was he just playing dumb to get into his lab again? The scientist made his way to the door, opening it a crack. "No, dimwit- oh. It's you.." Donnie opened his door a little more. "Wrong Leo. My mistake."

Leon glanced at the younger's face. He looked tired, and not just normal Donnie-tired. "Don, how ya feelin'?"

The purple-themed turtle shrugged. "Just.. tired. Don't worry about it." The slider clearly didn't believe him, having had decades of experience reading his twin, even if this one was slightly different. "No, I don't mean physically 'how do you feel'. I mean emotionally. You don't seem to be doin' too good."

"Jeez, I don't like how much you know about me.." he muttered, but let the door open the rest of the way, sighing. "Come in, I suppose. You haven't done anything to upset me. Yet.." The elder walked in, glancing reminiscently around at all of the tech.

"Shelldon, turn the music down by fourty-five percent." The room got a bit quieter, and Leon crossed his existing arm over his chest. "I'm assuming you and little-me got into a fight?" Donnie nodded, and went to sit back in his chair, spinning around twice before turning back to the sword-user.

"He was being annoying, and wouldn't stop trying to make me try his nasty food. So.. I may- or may not, have called him a.. disgustingly-paletted ape.. and said his food looks like shit." Leon forced a chuckle down, nodding. "I see.. Was that all?" The softshell shook his head, pulling his legs back onto his chair and resting his chin on them.

"No.. It got bad, and he told me he didn't like me as long as I didn't like fucking pineapple, and now we aren't talking."

The slider's face fell at the last part, and he shifted his weight between his legs. "Oh. I'm sorry.. did you.. need anything?"

Donnie paused, then spoke softly. "A hug would be nice.."

Leon looked a bit surprised, but moved to the younger and squatted down. When Donnie didn't initiate the hug, the blue-themed turtle wrapped his arm around the softshell, and pressed his face into the crook of his neck. Donnie sighed, and moved to rest his head on the elder's shoulder, relaxing his tense posture slightly. "I'm going to pick you up now."

Soon enough, the purple turtle was being held to his sort-of-twin's plastron, the two sitting on the floor. Donnie was facing away from the other, while Leon's arm was holding him by the torso. "For how smart you are, you really don't know a lot."

Donnie's eyebrows lowered into the start of a scowl, and he turned his head to bite back with an insult, but was interrupted. "One of those things being how much I love you." His face faltered, and a more confused face was present on the scientist. "I don't know what you think you mean to me, but there's one thing you can be sure of. It's about three-hundred times more than you'd imagine."

The softshell let out a quiet noise, not quite sure of how to respond. He was never good at reacting to people when they got like this, but what Leon was saying was something he really needed to hear right now.

"It doesn't matter if it's your Leo, or one in the past, or the future, or in another timeline.. You will always be loved, and nothing in existence could ever change that. I guarantee that he didn't mean anything he said."

All of a sudden, his vision went blurry, and tears were filling his eyes. Donnie reached up to wipe at them, sniffling. "I.. don't know-"

"Trust me."

Donnie wiped his eyes again, his brother holding him as he cried. "Leon.. sniff- Thanks.." The slider smiled, squeezing a little harder. "And.. for the record, I- I love you too.. A lot."

He hugged the elder's arm, and Leon pressed his face back to the younger's neck, and was surprised with a giggle. "Hey, Donnie.. What was that?"

The softshell shook his head, kicking his legs out when the back of his neck neck was nuzzled into again, becoming aware of the fact that he was extremely trapped. "Noho! Lehee- ahahah!"

"Mm, I think you need a laugh."

The turtle flailed, trying to crane his neck upwards in an attempt to push Leon's head away, but all it did was give him time to reach forward and move to his throat.

Donnie let out a a high screech, reaching up to grab at the elder's head. The slider only smiled, but eventually flipped the scientist around, laid him on the ground, and sat on his legs. "Aw, I remember when you were this small! So much easier to hold down than my Donnie.."

Donnie didn't seem to register what he was saying, or didn't care, only shaking his head and giggling. "Heheh! Noho! Lehet mehe goho- youou scoundrehel!"

The elder tsked, and resumed his tickling tactic, this time the focus being the younger's belly. As soon as his face made contact, Donnie exploded into louder giggles, bucking and trying to scramble away.

"You're so ticklish, it's not even funny!" The softshell cackled when a bad spot was attacked, hopelessly trying to pry the weight of a full-grown mutant off of his legs. "Well, scratch that. Maybe it is pretty funny.."

The purple-themed turtle whined, covering his face with one hand, as the other pushed at his shoulder. The elder looked up to make sure he was alright, unfamiliar with a Donatello who didn't do everything in his power to try to kill whoever dared tickle him.

When all the other did was laugh and squirm, Leon took it as a chance to up his game, and pressed a huge raspberry right in the center of his plastron. Immediately, both hands came shooting to the elder's head, slapping and hitting frantically as loud laughter filled the room. "BPHK- NAHAHAHAH! LEHEHEHEOHON!"

Having his head attacked without regard to safety was definitely a lot more like his own Donnie, and Leon instinctively went to hold the smaller's wrists in his hand, holding them up in the air. "GYAHAHAH! GIHIHIVE- GIMME MY HAHANDS BAHAHACK!"

Another raspberry was pressed to his plastron, and soon enough the purple turtle's laughter went silent, slowly losing the will to fight as he turned his head to the side. The blue-themed turtle took it as a sign to stop, and he let go of Donnie's arms, then got off his legs, and smiled fondly at the sight of the younger curling up onto his side.

He reached out to rub his shoulder, and laughed when the younger flinched. A couple seconds passed, and Donnie had calmed down enough to roll onto his back, a happier face than before present on his features. "How do you feel now?" The softshell let out a quiet laugh. "More tired."

"Okay, you know that's not what I meant this time!"

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Weird idea I guess? Never really saw any lee Donnie with future Leo, soooo yeah. 😱

[tending-the-hearth]

I lost u again 😭 I'm sorry

I'm here to talk about ur 🐢angst au if it's ok🥺

1) I was genuinely happy to see u including the bay bois into ur fic. Not a lot of ppl like them which is a shame cuz I think theyre great(I'm biased lmao I love all iterations)And I honestly can't wait to see the bay fam interact with everyone else.(Honestly the 2012 bois desperately need elder siblings or like a stable adult figure in their lives cuz YIKES they keep losing everyone 😭)

2)U mentioned B4 in a hypothetical scenario that the other alternates would freak when they realized the 2012 bois were constantly fighting kraang daily. Do u think it would happen again when they realize the extent of like what they had to go thru? Like aside from the comics, 2003 and 2012 r like basically getting beaten up in every way possible 😭 (the creators literally were like hmm 🤔 how should we torture them today? And got paid for it😭 like have u SEEN the stuff they go thru? My bois :(( )

The 2012 bois stepped out of isolation and practically turned into soldiers as soon as they went topside. Splinter taught them how to fight so they could defend themselves but then they had to do more than just defend. So much more :((

How do u think the other would react if they ever find out about this info?-🫘

HI MY LOVE YOU CAN ALWAYS ASK ABOUT THE ANGST AU

the bay boys are actually one of my absolute favorite iterations of the turtles. i think their characterization is done so well, i love the relationships they have with each other + splinter + april, and their fight scenes are some of the most engaging!!

I think the 2012 boys would, at first, be a little unsure about totally having to rely on older versions of themselves, because the only older sibling figures they have are Xever and Chris, so having a new group that is totally prepared to take them under their wings and take care of them so they don't have to take care of themselves? It would be very, very odd for them. And yeah, they'd also be hesitant to trust them just due to the amount of abandonment issues they've all got, but I do think that once they get past all that, they're absolutely inseparable from them, especially Raph and Leo and their bayverse counterparts!

OHHHHH i have so many thoughts about the absolute horror the other groups feel once they realize just how much fighting the 2012 boys have had to do.

you're so right, they've been fighting for years nonstop. With the Bayverse boys, they fought Shredder twice, never encountered the Kraang, and really only had run-ins with the Foot. The MM Boys are new to everything, and they've only ever fought Super Fly and a few others. The Rise boys are kind of the only ones who come close to how much the 2012 boys have fought, but even they've only fought the Kraang once, and Shredder isn't as much of a threat to them as he is to the 2012 turtles.

I have an idea in my mind of Donnie showing the others a video of all the brothers from a few years prior, like just something they made maybe a little bit after they started going topside, and Mikey starts laughing and says "I forgot how different you used to sound, Leo!"

and the other 2012 boys also start laughing, so ofc Blue asks "what, did you go through puberty or something?"

and Leo just shakes his head and says "We fought the Shredder, and I basically went into a coma for a month before waking up, and my voice changed since there was a shit ton of damage to my throat"

there is just the LOUDEST silence after he says that, and the others immediately start to talk over each other, attempting to make it sound less awful, but just doing a terrible job.

Raph: "It's no big deal, I got my brain switched with a Kraang, and I've honestly lost count of how many times I've been poisoned during fights"

Mikey: "I got trapped on the Kraang's home planet for a few months! That really messed with my sense of time, though"

Donnie: "I got disintegrated."

but it does not help at all, and the 2012 boys suddenly find themselves in the middle of a giant group hug, with the Splinters all holding their boys close, and the bayvers boys secretly making plans to make sure their little bros don't ever get hurt again, meanwhile the MM and Rise boys are wondering if it's possible to send anyone who has ever hurt their big bros into a black void.

(also the Raphs comparing fights and injuries and Red talking about how his shell was cracked during the fight with the Kraang when he was protecting Blue, and they all ask Raph how his shell was cracked, and he tells them it happened when he was a toddler and a Kraang robot attacked his sensei and his brothers and he fell out of the carrier and had the cart land on his back and the others just have to try SO hard not to start crying and bundling Raph in as many blankets as possible)

[thdorkmagnet]

Pet Trap (Turtle Tots: Before the Rise)

@flufftober 2024 Day 5- Acorn, Chestnut, Pine Cone

Chapter Summary: Leo and Mikey scheme to catch themselves a pet.

Duo: Portal Pals

Disclaimer: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles belongs to Andy Suriano, Ant Ward, and Nickelodeon. All rights belong to them.

Mikey and Leo had a plan. 

A big plan. 

An important plan. 

A plan that couldn't possibly go wrong under any circumstances because they had stayed up half the night crafting it. 

A plan that involved them showing up at the park at six in the morning and carefully putting together a clever contraction that was going to change their lives forever. 

Because a week ago both of them had stood in front of their dad’s chair and begged him over and over again for a pet, only to be told no.

So today they were determined to change that, capturing a pet on their own terms without their dad being any the wiser.

Today… Mikey and Leo were catching themselves a pet squirrel. 

The plan itself was actually really simple: using an old pizza box propped open with a stick, a pile of acorns acting as the bait, and a loose string tied around the stick that they could pull free the moment the squirrel inside. It was foolproof! And yeah, sure they hadn’t actually tested it yet but, well, come on! No squirrel could resist a pile of yummy acorns so they had to fall for it!

Only Leo and Mikey had yet to even see a squirrel in the entire half hour they had spent hiding behind a nearby tree with string clutched in the elder’s hand, and they were starting to lose their patience a little…

Or maybe a lot. 

“Ugh, what’s taking it so long?!” Leo complained, slumping back against the tree in pure dramatic fashion. “We’ve been sitting here for forever!” 

“Maybe all the squirrels are still sleeping,” Mikey suggested, drawing doodles in the dirt with his finger to help pass the time. 

“We need to wake them up then,” Leo decided, taking charge. 

Mikey gave his big brother a puzzled look. “How we gonna do that?”

At that, Leo faltered because he maybe didn’t really have an idea yet. “Ummm,” But he was quick to recover, declaring, “We just need to think of what always wakes us up in the morning.” Leo rubbed at his chin in deep thought, Mikey mimicking his older brother. 

“Alarm clock!” Mikey exclaimed after a moment.

Leo nodded emphatically. “Ohhh yeah!” However, his enthusiasm deflated when he realized a small problem with that plan. “Where are we gonna find one of those?”

The two went back to deep contemplation. 

“Maybe we can just make noises like an alarm clock!” Mikey suggested brightly. 

“Okay!” Leo replied with equal vigor. “You do it, I’ll stay here in case one of them goes for our trap.”

So Mikey did, leaving their little hiding spot and hopping up onto a nearby stump. 

Taking a moment to loudly clear his throat, the box turtle sucked in one big breath and started singing. It was a soft song, quiet and peaceful, Mikey’s body swaying back and forth with his gentle humming. 

“Mikey,” Leo whispered from his hiding spot. “What are you doing? You're supposed to make alarm noises.”

“I am!” Mikey yelled, interrupting his song. “This is the song my alarm plays every morning.” Then he went right back to humming. 

Leo facepalmed. “You're gonna put the squirrels back to sleep singing that! Can’t you just say, like, ‘Beep beep beep’ or something?”

Mikey blinked at him, wide-eyed. “But that always makes Donnie mad. He says it’s annoying.”

“Yeah! That’s the whole point! Annoying wakes you up faster!” Leo hissed. He huffed once, clearly exasperated, before snapping, “Look, just do it!” and made a little shoo-ing motion with his hand. 

Mikey frowned. He was about to argue but just then a squirrel skittered down a nearby tree and he had race back to their hiding spot before he was seen. “They’re awake! They’re awake!” he cheered, ducking out of sight with his big brother. 

He and Leo carefully peeked around the tree, intensely watching as the squirrel scampered about. After a moment though, Mikey leaned in and said in a proud voice, “Told you my song would wake them up.” 

Leo rolled his eyes and muttered, “It was a coincidence at best.” 

But Mikey just continued to smirk, pleased with himself.

The squirrel certainly seemed to be looking for food, pawing at the ground as it zipped about, tiny nose wiggling as it sniffed the air. It would occasionally rise onto two legs to look around for predators, sending the two turtles ducking for cover. They managed to go unnoticed but unfortunately so did their trap, the squirrel keeping its distance from the open pizza box, much to the boys’ frustration. 

Finally, finally, the squirrel wandered closer, Leo and Mikey holding their breath as it inched towards the box, clearly weary but hungry enough to take the risk. Leo's hand tightened on the string, fingers twitching, heart pounding as he waited for it to step inside. Mikey held his brother’s arm in a death grip, eyes impossibly wide. 

The squirrel was sniffing at the box curiously now, both turtles on pins and needles as they waited with bated breath for it to-

“What are you guys doing?” 

Leo and Mikey screamed, startling the squirrel and sending it  scrambling for the nearest tree. “No wait, come back!” Mikey shouted, pointlessly reaching for it as if that would somehow, magically draw it back out. Leo just watched in devastation as the squirrel disappeared into the treetops, feeling his heart drop in despair. But the disappointment quickly turned to rage as he swerved around to shoot whoever had scared them a scathing glare. 

It was Raph, eyes wide with shock and body hunched over in obvious guilt. 

“Raph! Why’d you sneak up on us like that?! You lost us our squirrel!” Leo hissed, throwing his hands high in exasperation. 

“Sorry,” Raph mumbled sheepishly, fidgeting with his fingers. “Raph didn’t know he had to be quiet.”

Donnie’s head popped into view over Raph’s shoulder, hitching a ride on his big brother’s back. “Although you still didn’t answer Raphael’s original question: What are you two doing?”

Leo smiled his most innocent smile, Mikey trying his best to mimic him. “Just trying to help out with the city's vermin population,” the slider tried with a shrug. 

Donnie’s eyebrow raised and Raph just crossed his arms, giving him his serious, big brother face. “Uh huh. And what are you two really doing?” the snapper asked, scoldingly. 

And leave it to Mikey to crack like a twig under such pressure. “Trying to catch a pet squirrel!” Mikey blurted, Leo huffing an exasperated, “Mikey!” 

Raph gasped with a deep want in his eyes. “Without me!” he cried, hurt. “But you know animals love me!” 

“Didn’t father say you weren’t allowed to have a pet?” Donnie brought up, still lounging on Raph’s back. 

“No, he said he wouldn’t get us one, he never said we couldn’t get one ourselves,” Leo said with a mischievous grin. 

“And lookit, we even made our own trap to catch one!” Mikey pointed it out for his other two big brothers. 

Donnie and Raph stared at it for a moment, before the snapper asked, confused, “Using leftover pizza?”

“No, that’s just what we put the acorns in,” Leo huffed indignantly. 

“While I applaud your effort for actually using your brains for once, this hardly seems effective,” Donnie said blandly. 

“Well it almost worked before you two showed up and ruined it!” Leo snapped. 

Donnie shook his head, letting out a big, put upon sigh, before rolling off Raph’s shell and onto his feet. “Alright, alright, since it seems obvious you all are completely hopeless without me I shall aid you in your pet finding quest.”

“Uhhh, when did we even ask?” Leo hissed, scowling at his twin. 

Mikey on the other hand seemed ecstatic. “Oh are you gonna help us, Donnie?!” he asked, eyes lighting up in excitement. 

Donnie straightened his posture, giving the two a smug grin. Especially Leo. “Indeed I am, Angelo. I think what this project calls for is a genius touch.”

…

It took about another half an hour but the effort was well worth it. A modified pet carrier (the bottom carefully cut out using power tools Donnie definitely wasn’t supposed to have) hung from a tree branch thanks to Raph, knotted to a little stake in the ground. A large pile of acorns, courtesy of Leo and Mikey, sat beside it, ready to attract their prey. 

Donnie stared up at his creation with a satisfied smirk, hands on his hips as he admired his own genius. The others had looks of awe, even Leo who was fighting to turn his into a frown. 

“It's much better than a pizza box,” Mikey admitted wistfully. Raph nodded in agreement while Leo pouted. Donnie just soaked in the praise, grinning like he'd just been given a nobel prize. 

“Boys!” a very loud and very familiar voice echoed through the park, sending the turtles into a panic. 

“Dad!” Raph squeaked. 

“What's he doing here?!” Leo shouted. 

“Looking for us apparently,” Donnie quiped, flapping his hands in the air in distress. 

“Hide!” Leo shouted and the others didn't need to be told twice. They all dove headfirst into a large bush, ducking as low to the ground as possible. 

“Boys! I know you are here and up to something!” Their dad's voice was louder now.

“How'd he find us?” Raph whispered nervously. 

“It's dad, he probably smelt the empty pizza box and came running,” Donnie retorted in a squeaky tone. 

“But he should still be asleep!” Leo hissed, low enough to not be heard. "I made sure to leave it on one of Donnie's boring documentaries before I left.”

“Excuse-” 

“Shhhh!” Leo and Raph shushed, slapping a hand over the softshell's mouth. 

“It must have ended,” Mikey said in a stage whisper, cupping both hands around his mouth to stay quiet.

“Okay nobody panic.” Leo held his hands out placatingly. “Dad can't know for sure we're here. All we have to do is wait him out and he'll go home.”

“Boys, I know you are near, my father senses are tingling,” their dad continued, footsteps getting dangerously close to their hiding spot and they all sucked in a breath. “I will not rest! I will find out what you are all do- oooh acorns!” 

“No!” the turtles all shouted, hopping out of the bush to try and stop their dad. 

But it was too late, Splinter, hands full of acorns, looked up just in time to see the trap descending fast from the teetops. The rat man let out a high pitched scream just before the carrier crashed to the ground, a helpless Splinter now trapped inside. 

The boys all rushed to their father's side, Raph asking, “Pops, are you okay?”

They heard a dizzy groan from their dad, followed by slurred questions. “Ugh? What? Where am I?” A gasp, then angry shouting. “What the- Is this a pet carrier! For a pet!” Said pet carrier rattled and shook as their father's temper flared to life. “BOOOOOOYYS!!”

“Run!!” Leo shouted, all dashing away as fast as their little legs could carry them, the pet carrier hopping after them, still shouting, intent on grounding them for at least two weeks. A squirrel scampered over to the now abandoned pill of acorns and happily started to munch away on its breakfast, unperturbed by the pure chaos happening behind them. 

[pianocat939]

I'm sitting here stranded by snow the height of a 6/7-year-old child and just living with it. It's fucking winter wonderland and it's great.

This can be read as romantic/platonic whatever you interpret it as.

(To be honest, I feel like there really isn't any) Tw: If you aren't used to snow you might die hah weaklings

December Disentangle

"I'm cold~ Give me an arm or a leg~" Leo whines, arms outstretched with layers upon layers of blankets on his body. He shivers, the frosty temperatures chilling his veins.

"If it'll get you to stop whining then sure." Y/n unamusedly stares at him for a moment before sinking onto the sofa next to him. They cross their arms, staring at a random wall.

While the pair rest on the furniture, Donnie and Mikey are in the lab, bickering with each other.

"You need to get the power up and running again really soon because I am not having them stay so cold! Think about how uncomfortable they are right now!" Mikey complains to his elder brother, his brow muscles furrowed in dismay. He turns around, clutching a few candles in his hands.

Donnie sighs in frustration as he hurriedly rewires everything while trying to figure out the breakage in the electrical current. "'Angelo I'm almost having a breakthrough here, now make sure to tuck in the edges of the blanket to maintain enough body heat...For them at least, since we're not warm-blooded."

"Get it up and runnin' Donnie! I put my trust in you, my man!" Mikey calls out as he exits the lab, plastering a smile on his face as he excitedly skips to the duo on the couch.

Leo dramatically puts a hand to his chest, a snarky tone coming out from his mouth, "When will Donald get the power working again, I'm literally freezing!" He kicks his feet over Y/n's legs, trying to take as much space as possible.

"Now, now, Leo, he's working really hard and is going to get it back soon. Anyway, move over! I'm cold too!" He pushes Leo's legs aside and sits down on the other side of Y/n, nuzzling his face onto their arm.

"What are we going to do about those candles? Did you just bring it out here for nothing?" The middle one questions, further leaning back into the cushion. Despite their interrogation, no response answers back, just some grunts of acknowledgment.

"I gotta lighter here. Let me light 'em." Raph enters from a distant corridor, holding a firearm-shaped contraption. He takes the candles from Mikey's arms and lights them one by one, placing them on the table in front of the couch. "There, should be a bit warmer."

He stares at the warm bunch and steps closer, hesitating about what he should do. He walks to the edge of the sofa, and then falls forward, crashing onto the other three's laps. Yelps of surprise and complaints come from the group, not impressed with Raph.

"Raphhhh, you're heavyyyyyy!"

"Ow! I already have Leo's legs on my lap!"

"EXCUSE ME, MY LEGS ARE GONNA GET CHOPPED OFF!"

Raph chuckles and nuzzles closer, absorbing the heat trailing through the bodies. "I'm cold too, y'know. Now stop complaining."

They don't persist and try to sleep, having nothing to do with the power out.

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"Brothers I have gotten the power back up, now we shall be able to return to our daily routines..." Donnie trails off, processing the sight before him. He frowns slightly, his shoulders slumping a little. "As much as I hate physical touch, I wish to be included in your group." He walks up to one of the arms of the sofa, and climbs upon it, sitting quite close to Leo's shoulder. He leans back, resting his head on the top of the couch.

Winter, a time of cold yet brings even the strongest to the warmth.

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I wonder how the turtles survive in New York sometimes. Like it's probably not as bad as I live but it's still the North (I suppose in the Rottmnt version Splinter's human genetics might make them more resistant). Idk thoughts at midnight ig

Sorry I haven’t much in a while, procrastination takes over my brain.

- Celina