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[dysfunctional-doodle]

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[tangledinink]

nooo he’s crying

🥺 swannie

psh, that's not crying. THIS is crying--

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[sorivii]

Sketching tired and eppy Donnie bc same

[doodlingbiscuit]

It hurts to be something

My entry for @dancingdonatello's writing contest :]

Rise!Donnie x Reader -- Unrequited Love

Drabble is under the cut!

I mean sure it was never officially said out loud but Donnie had surmised through both of your mutual affections that you were both dating. 

Over the past few weeks, your affections towards him had tilted slightly. Your touches lingered longer than usual and you acted differently around him than his brothers. You had even persuaded Donnie, of all people, to hold your hand when you both walked together, which was hard for anyone to convince him to do. Your heated looks at one another had turned into hushed kisses that you both couldn’t seem to break away from. You both did normal relationship things… so who was he to say that this wasn’t a relationship? Sure, it was weird that you hadn’t said anything officially to one another but then again you were more of a passive person, so maybe you just assumed like he did that this was a relationship. 

Either way, he wasn’t one to spoil a good thing. This was the happiest he’d been in months, to the point that after years of training his tail not to wag from any positive emotion, it started to do it all on its own. He couldn’t seem to control it anymore around you, and he found his heart following the same path. 

He did as much research as was humanly possible for him to do, reading books, listening to podcasts, and even scouring Reddit pages to gather all of the information he could about being a good partner. He had seen plenty of examples of boyfriends in the many pieces of media he’s consumed over the years but those weren’t always the picture-perfect example of the kind of partner he wanted to be. If he was gonna do this thing, he was gonna do it right. 

So when you had asked him to pick you up after a night of drinking, he readily agreed to do it, like any good boyfriend would. He still would’ve, regardless of your relationship status, but he felt proud that he was able to help you in some of the small ways just like a regular (namely human) boyfriend could. He couldn’t exactly walk with you so freely in public, but this, this he could do. 

Donnie arrives a bit earlier than the time you had given him to be there - knowing that it was better for him to arrive earlier rather than later. The streets of New York were dangerous and he was all too familiar with it. Landing on a nearby rooftop, he sticks to the shadows as he waits for you to make your way out of the bar. 

He crouches lower down onto the roof, adjusting his stance back and forth - trying to catch a glimpse of you through the window. Finally spotting you a little further back in the bar, a small smile spreads across his face.  

You looked buzzed from what Donnie could tell -  if the way you held yourself along with a half-empty drink you held was any indication. You’re swaying along to the beat of the music, talking to a couple of your friends and… a man Donnie didn’t recognize. 

Donnie squints his eyes a bit, trying to get a better look at the stranger that you’re dancing with. He didn’t seem too out of the ordinary and you seemed to be enjoying his company. 

Well whoever he was, he was too close for Donnie’s comfort.  

He grumbles to himself as he sits down on the roof, tucking his legs against his chest and balancing his forearms on top of them. Resting his head on the top of his arms, he flicks his headset down over his eyes and zooms in on you.

This is… a new emotion, sure, he’s been jealous over your attention as friends, but he’s never been jealous about you. Surely something with his more turtle part of himself was influencing him in this way. 

…Yet another thing for Donnie to research. 

His eyebrows furrow lower as the man leans down to whisper something in your ear and you laugh in response. Donatello starts to regret ever coming here so early in the first place just to see you flirting with some guy you didn’t even know. 

You whisper something back into the man’s ear before you quickly throw back the rest of your drink. Grasping the man’s shirt, you drag him closer to you before smashing your lips against his. 

What.

You drink the man in with the same desperation that you had kissed Donnie with. He knew exactly how it felt to be kissed by you and the fact that some stranger is sharing the same experience as him leaves a feeling he can’t quite place in his chest. 

Donnie’s eyes glance down to the green of his hands. If he wasn’t a mutant he could be in there with you right now, kissing you instead of that man. 

Walking out the door, you stumble a bit on the pavement before catching your balance again. Using the brick wall to steady yourself with a giggle, you start making your way down to the meeting point that both of you had agreed upon. 

Your foot catches onto the pavement and you almost careen face-first into the ground before Donnie’s firm grip steadies you once more. 

Now that Donnie is so close to you, the strong scent of alcohol wafts off of you leaving a sour smell in his nostrils.

Suddenly recognizing the arms around you, your head slowly tilts up to look up at Donnie, a lazy smile breaking across your face. 

“Donnie.” You slur. 

He looks back down at you in only what you could describe as betrayal. 

"What was that?" 

His arms grip you a little more desperately now.

"What?" You look up at him in confusion, eyes widening in response to his stern tone. 

Donnie takes a breath and closes his eyes, trying to recompose himself before opening them back up to look at you. 

"I thought we were dating but you-you were all over them." 

You pause for a moment, your eyebrows scrunching further together as you process his words. 

"We're not dating..."

His hands still linger on your forearms as he stares blankly at you.

Everything he had thought about regarding the relationship between the two of you had been wrong. It was just a simple miscalculation, a misinterpretation of data… a mistake. 

"Oh." 

His brothers always teased him that he wasn’t good with people and one of those examples seemed to be staring him in the face. 

Slowly, he lifts his hands off of you, taking a step away from you. 

Donnie clears his throat, desperately trying to regain his composure, “Of course.”

You look up at him once more, letting out an almost cruel huff of amusement. 

“...Donnie those kisses didn’t mean anything to you, did they?”

[phoebepheebsphibs]

I dunno I was just in a very turtle vibe so I made these

[lil-beanz000]

"Trying His Hardest."

[scatterbrainedbot]

as i am currently on that transmasc bloodcycle bullshit, it occurs to me i have a trans blorbo i can in fact make suffer with me

and while im projecting, why not give leo my habit of announcing his predicament in the funniest way possible

[chiscribbs]

This family's obsessed With validation And reputation (x)

I heard the song "Price of Perfection" by Katherine Lynn-Rose and immediately thought of Donnie from my Grown Apart AU. It fits his (ACT I) mindset/conflict almost to a T - he's desperately trying to please Big Mama and earn her approval, yet nothing he does or makes ever seems to be enough to gain her favor. Especially when that Assistant is by her side constantly; performing jobs for her throughout the Hidden City, coming and going from the hotel as they please, and soaking up every ounce of Big Mama's praise and affection. What is it going to take for Donnie to show her what he's capable of and make her proud of him?

I set out to do a simple storyboard-esque frame of what the scene might look like, but I ended up getting a little crazy with the colors/lighting - so let's just call this "concept art," LOL.

[kittypancake]

The four stages of oh my god I don’t want to do that

Stage 1: vaguely annoyed

Stage 2: exasperation

Stage 3: I’ll do it but I’m giving you this face the whole time

Stage 4: make me

Tag yourself, I’m Donnie

[squidsqwag]

au where instead of a dumb sprained ankle or whatever in the summerhouse arc , leo’s leg gets amputated from the fight with shredder n has to overcome the new struggles that causes n becomes a girlboss with her self love swag

[neverheroes]

“There is no fix it this time, Mikey. There are no answers left. Every solution is eclipsed by another problem, a bigger, darker black hole and I can’t stop us being crushed by the gravity –I can’t do anything. I’m trying. If you can hear me at all. I’m still trying. I won’t give up. I’m so sorry Mike. I’m so sorry.”

[tei-to-tei]

If I die young bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song "If I Die Young" -The Band Perry

i just think he would like roses, at the very end- that's all your honor

(thorns and all)

[angelo-the-doctor-of-feelings]

Donnie is an unwilling participant in his own life and I’m 100% here for it.