#that's Donnie's Emotional-Support-Twin he NEEDS HIM

[missmisnomer]

Bonded pair (do NOT separate)

Look, I headcannon that whenever little baby autistic Tello had to do something he didn't enjoy or otherwise found generally overwhelming/overstimulating, Leo would come along and do it with him. Donnie never had to ask, Leo just started doing it one day. Splinter learned VERY QUICKLY to just let it happen.

And yes, they are both stubborn little dum-dums who will never admit how much they really love and rely on each other.

[obsessedwrhys]

I was wondering if I could request a Leo or/and Donnie x reader. (I don’t know if you do multiple- if you don’t- super sorry! Just do whichever one you feel in the mood to do) where if someone runs a finger through their hair or scratches for scalp they just melt? Like full on limp- very easy to make reader stop overworking themselves, cuddle with them, just get them to sleep, ya know! Hope that makes sense lol!

DISASTER TWINS X TOUCHSTARVED!READER

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ fluff, no angst, reader is gn!! (I didn't know what to name this headcanon 🤷🏻‍♀️)

LEO

You just know being with this man means being constantly showered with affection.

That's why you two are easily the perfect pair.

Everytime you find yourself stressed from your work, he could feel his senses kicking in from a mile away. Before you know it, he's already by your side to provide emotional support.

"Alright alright!! Time to take a break!! Chop chop!!" He'd shoo you out of the chair and drag you to his bed.

He knows how hard your work is, at least he does from the things April has told him. That's why he goes over the top when helping you unwind.

Back massages, feet rubs, and your favourite, head massages. Dude would definitely purchase body oil for you. The way he so delicately runs his hands through your hair while also making sure he applies just enough force for it to be soothing. You couldn't help but hum happily.

Those noises being signs that he's doing things just right!!

Apart from that, if you were to finish your work, he would definitely reward you by buying all your favourite snacks while also cuddling together to watch a show you've been meaning to start.

But if you're too tired. He'd just play your comfort songs as you guys just cuddle to sleep.

He has a ton of playlists that contains your favourite songs.

You could ask him about that one song you don't remember the name to and he'll instantly know which one you were talking about.

He likes to brag about having such a hard working partner to his brothers.

Like pleaseeee you wish you could get lucky like me 🤭

Of course he's not fine with you overworking yourself. That's a huge no no for him.

If you were to object his idea of taking a break, this man will straight up kneel down and rest his head on your lap like a dog desperate for your attention. He wouldn't stop sighing or making sad noises until you've given in.

He knows you like physical touch so if you ever liked, he wouldn't mind keeping you company as you worked, which most of the time resulted in him falling asleep on the table.

He just wants to be apart of it okay!!! You like to tell him he's doing a good job even though he doesn't do much but play with the pencil by trying to balance it on his nose.

100% cutie patootie

DONNIE

Now this man don't play around.

If you tell him you need to get the work done on time then this man will help you make sure it's done on time.

He's extremely helpful, he watches as you work but he won't intervene unless you request for his assistance. That's because he wants you to grow and solve things by yourself.

However if he were to see you start to burn out from frustration, he'd suggest you guys to take a break which he likes to call "Coffee break"

Do not ever say no to coffee break because this man will talk you to tears by justifying about a topic you strongly disagree on.

He'd brew you both a cup of coffee, but if you happen not to be into caffeine then tea will do.

Since he's aware of how you seem to shut off your mind from physical touch, he would cuddle with you as he just scratches your scalp. The way your eyes flutter close makes him smile to himself.

As someone who also struggles with burn outs, he would hate for the same to happen to you. Yeah sure he doesn't take care of himself that well but that doesn't mean he'll let that happen to you!!!

If you are ever too exhausted, he'd offer to wash your hair for you. You know like those things they have at the saloon where you lay down and put your hair in the open sink thingy (im lazy to find the name)? Yeah he'd definitely make one in his lab just for your personal use.

He would 1000% watch tutorials online to give you that sensational experience.

Everytime you guys cuddle to sleep, you would still be a little awake to feel his hands tracing the features on your face. This habit of his pretty much became a routine that you have a harder time of sleeping if he isn't caressing your face.

He likes to reward you with kisses on the forehead everytime you get your work done. But that's not all, he'd always invent something new just for you. He may or may not have caught a sneak peek of your wishlist, and since some of the things you've wished for can be easily made by him. Why not save that money and let him do his magic?

He surprises you each time with the gifts and you are grateful every time.

Cuddles during movie night is a must!! I don’t know why but I just have a feeling this man probably has like a small cinema hidden in his lab.

You guys would always watch any TV series together, like one will not continue on to the next episode without the other there to watch it with them.

His cuddles are the best when you guys are watching romance movies. Especially during a romantic scene. His body would scoot closer to yours without him even realising. His arms around your body tightening slightly as he nuzzles his face a bit onto your skin.

100% supportive bf

[paintedkinzy-88]

I have a 12AM idea that I’ll never do anything with but I want everyone to suffer with me.

When Splinter got the Rise boys, he assumed their ages based on their size: Raph was oldest, then Donnie, then Leo, and then Mikey. And April was their big sister. They’ve lived by this standard, it has always been true, no one has questioned it, and everyone ultimately likes their role!

Ya got big, protective, teddy bear older brother; book smart, chaotic, but also very protective older twin; street smart, also chaotic, gremlin child, gay younger twin; and the emotionally smart, empathetic, impressionable, heart of the group youngest.

Then Mikey befriends/reverse-adopts Draxum. Who looks at them like they are stupid when he hears this family dynamic... And proceeds to absolutely shatter their world. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Leo hatched first, by a significant amount of time, making him the oldest, then Raph, then Donnie, and Mikey stays the youngest. Like so many other TMNT iterations. Rise!Splinter just got it wrong.

Cutting so this isn’t super long on my page:

Now Raph is struck with this realization that he may be the biggest brother, but he is not the big brother. And that’s been like. His thing. Protecting his younger bros, always being there for his younger bros, keeping this damn family in line, laying down punishments and lectures and the such when need to or when Splinter isn’t there. But that’s no longer his responsibility. That was never his responsibility. But he doesn’t want to give that up! He doesn’t think he CAN tone that down and be more carefree (more than he already is I mean, bro is still a kid).

Donnie has been shot down from his title of big brother and oldest twin. He is now one of the youngest. He may not be as commanding as Raph, but he was sure as shit the second in command a lot of the time. Aside from his chaotic, semi-lethal tendencies, Raph could usually trust him to keep himself and the others in line when it really matters. Heck, Donnie was probably the one Raph took to the surface the most to get supplies once he hit a less shy age, because Donnie wouldn’t wonder off like the others. But now, what he has known as truth is not accurate at all. He’s more shaken by the fact they’ve all been wrong for their entire lives, and that he’s the younger twin (no, he’s not even a twin at all, why does that freak him out so much), so he doesn’t really fear any relationship between them changing.

Leo has the most dramatic change though… He’s one of the goofballs! Both a younger brother and a middle child, thriving in the childish chaos and vague invisibility as he’s able to generally be silly and not face consequences. He doesn’t have those expectations on him, nor does he want it like Raph does! But now, he’s been shoved to the top. Is he supposed to be like Raph now? Does he have to take total control? Be more responsible, more genuinely confident, more practical? The thought alone is stressing him tf out. He was already questioning his role on the team, he doesn’t need to feel like he’s REALLY been doing less than he should have been!

Meanwhile, Mikey’s watching his family fall apart and bicker and stress themselves out.

Ultimately, they decide it doesn’t fuckin matter. They are comfortable in their family roles, and that doesn’t need to change. The whole situation may have brought some concerns to light (namely: Raph’s stress, Leo’s insecurity and invisibility, Donnie’s need to fix everything to support them all, and Mikey’s overwhelming emotional empathy) but that’s probably for the better!

Still, that bombshell definitely screwed up the family for a good few weeks while they figured themselves out all over again.

[thatkoiboi]

What are some of your favorite character relationships/dynamics in TMNT, and why? Is there anything that you particularly like seeing explored with them in fan works (art, writing, comics, etc)?

Hi!

I don't really ship anyone from TMNT and it is SO HARD to pick favorite dynamics without listing them ALL, but to mention a few:

Leo and Donnie

Disaster Twins are just so fun to watch. I love how they are competitive with one other but have such soft spots towards each other. They seem to just get each other and know the other's limits. I especially love how the fandom has interpretted their dynamic. Y'all, half the time I'm over here sobbing in the corner. They are so sibling behavior. It's special to have someone you are close to understand you so well. <3

Donnie and April

✨️THE SASS QUEENS!✨️ I like to call them Banana Pancakes duo. They are just so sassy towards each other. It shows how comfortable they are with each other. I believe April is good for Donnie by calling him out and helping him with emotions, and Donnie is good for April by just being her best friend. She really needed one. Also, I love how they are always protective of each other. (This also just gives siblings.) They seem to get along very well, and I think they are very grateful for each other. <3

Mikey and Donnie

PB&J Duo are just adorable. (they remind me of my sister and me, especially when we were younger) I just love their dynamic! Donnie is so protective and supportive of Mikey. All the turtles have such a soft spot for Mikey, but something about Donnie and Mikey just warm my heart. I like how Mikey is like Donnie's little shadow and also helps him with emotions. I feel like Mikey genuinely just enjoys Donnie's company, and whether Donnie will admit it or not he enjoys being around Mikey as well. <3

Raph and Mikey

Sunset Duo gives me all the feels. I believe whenever Raph is emotionally unstable, Mikey is there for him. And whenever Mikey needs someone strong, Raph is there to lift him up. Raph is like the foundation of home, and Mikey is the hearth. They care about each other so much, but also in order to grow they need to learn how to be more independent. It is hard having to be less reliant on someone you love, but you get to learn more about yourself as an individual. That doesn't mean you love that person any less. <3

~•~

I love fanfiction revolving around all of them when it comes to longer stories. (I May Be Invisible, But I Still Look Good by Dandy on ao3 has MY HEART! 💙 I recommend you read it if you haven't!) It's fun to watch how they work as a team and to see how their personalities/talents contribute. It is also nice to get those one-on-one moments. Of course, comics and fanart are my primary source of substance. Om nom nom.

Although, I would say Turtle Tots is my favorite form of TMNT. I love exploring ideas of when they were little.

Thank you for asking, this was fun!

[chasingrabbits-art]

What are some of your favorite character relationships/dynamics in TMNT, and why? Is there anything that you particularly like seeing explored with them in fan works (art, writing, comics, etc)?

Ok so as a twin I am legally obliged to say that I love and need more disaster twins but that’s already a pretty popular dynamic that has been explored already in so many unique ways. So I won’t be saying much other than, as a twin I’m unhealthy attached to the fandom’s interpretations of them as twins and all the good and yummy angst I read.

However

Some dynamics I would LOVE to see more of are definitely Baja Blast duo and Brains and Brawn duo

Firstly I LOVE the Baja blast duo episodes we got, I love the antics they get into one upping each other, nothing like 2 ADHDers causing chaos together (the Gumbus is actually one of my all time favorite episodes). I love how the fandom digs into how Mikey looks up to Leo’s “too cool” persona that puts on and those moments Leo has shown how much he cares about his “eats peanut butter with his fingers guy”. Love it and need more!!!!!

Now Brains and Brawn. This dynamic I haven’t really seen in the fandom. if you have any suggestions, gimme.

I’d love to see a fic or comic with them having to work together learning how to play into their strengths, while covering each other’s weaknesses. Maybe Raph is an anxious mess since he and Donnie got separated from the rest of the Mad Dogz and Donnie has to help himself give emotional support and anchor him using everything that Mikey taught him? Maybe Donnie is down and Raph has to believe in himself in not just being the team tank? Maybe they just have a fun hangout and Raph helps Donnie build something? PLEASE JUST GIVE ME SOMETHING WAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Honorable mentions;

I love the banter Draxum and Splinter have and I want more baronjitsu in the fandom.

Love Sunita and want more people to draw her and insert her to more comics/fics with April and Cas

Need more April and Raph being older siblings together

[fishsticksloser]

Can we please have some small head cannons for the rise boys with a gender neutral best friend/crush. Something quick and sweet :))

The specific scenario being that they're basically saying "I'm currently looking for the right person." You know, how best friends tell each other that they're looking for the right person to be with.

How would the turtles react to that

"Looking For the Right Person"

RotTMNT + gn!reader

Warnings: angst, unrequited love, short

A/N: Short and... Whatever flavor angst is (bitter? sour? salty?) Cause fluff is sweet... Smut is citrusy? would that be considered sour?

Donnie

"I'm looking for the right person."

Devastation

But he doesn't let it show

He'll be supportive, burying his feelings deep down

You're his best friend, he doesn't want to lose you

He doesn't want to ruin anything

You deserve happiness

Even if its not with him

Deep down he feels like he's too much of a freak to even have you as a friend

Leo

"I'm looking for the right person."

THIS

I don't know if I need to say more...

But he's also devastated

He tries not to let it show, but unfortunately it does

He's never been very good at hiding his emotions like Donnie

Leo will admit everything

And if you don't feel the same

That's perfectly okay, he'll be your wing man

Mikey

"I'm just looking for the right person."

Okay🥲👍

Though, unlike the twins, he admits his feelings

If you don't feel the same

That's totally fine, he just wants to let it out

He doesn't want to have any regrets

He wants to make sure you knew

Mikey would never let his feelings damage your relationship

Raph

"I'm just... looking for the right person, y'know?"

He'd smile at you

Tell you that they have to pass his test first

But it's all a joke

He'll sit you down and admit his feelings for you

If you don't reciprocate, that's fine

He'll still support you

Raph will help you with anything you need.

[ninjaneonleon]

By the Light of Day

Start

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“You’re telling me that I have another soul inside me right now.” Leo stared at Donnie, deadpan. He was obviously trying to hold back his panic and didn’t know how to process any of that.

Since having Leo here and properly aware, Donnie found his understanding of the lake and everything to do with the spell seemed to come more into focus. He knew what spell was used, how it was performed and why it was used in the first place. He remembered being Odette and dancing with his mother before the water pulled him under. He remembered waiting for Ilma for years but her never coming to her him.

But that was Odette’s soul telling him those things. Not Donnie’s soul. There was a difference, even if that difference was starting to fade the longer he was here. Just like how Leo’s soul was meshing with Odile’s.

“That’s the only sort of magic that could teach you and transform you like that, Nardo,” Donnie explained gently. He had to stay calm, not get too emotional. Leo needed support and stability right now. “You went from never having tried ballet to being able to pull off thirty-two fouettés in a row.” It was an impressive feat, now doubt. “Your body is already starting to reflect the extra soul inside you. You’re fusing. Like me and Odette.”

“Wait, your souls is fusing with Odette’s? Is that why you keep getting the other memories and why you’re getting paler?” Leo asked, worry colouring his tone. Of course Donnie’s self sacrificing twin would be worried about that part, not so much about his own problem.

“Yes, but my fusing is slow. It’s been two years, Leo, and I’m still myself… mostly.” Donnie knew he was missing things, that he wasn’t totally himself anymore, but he was still close enough. Leo had lost himself entirely for a period in just three days.

“Well, how do we fix this?” Leo asked softly, taking Donnie’s hands and fiddling with his now much slimmer fingers.

“I don’t know,” Donnie confessed softly. “You’re stuck with that potion until you fulfil your end of the ‘deal’ you make with Von Rothbart. And I’m stuck here indefinitely because no one we know can undo the spell.” Only Ilma could and from what Donnie could tell, she had died years ago.

“Well… if we’re stuck here, I might as well get comfortable.” Leo stood and walked delicately over to the water’s edge. Panic flickered at the edge of Donnie’s mind but he pushed it away. Leo wouldn’t hurt him or his lake.

Dully, he also recognised how wrong it looked for Leo to be en pointe so casually. Was this what it was like for his brothers when they saw Donnie walking around like that?

Leo took a breath before he closed his eyes. Donnie heard the music that started for his twin, the soft, almost melancholy tune that almost swayed in the wind. Leo started dancing, looking so graceful and beautiful. Despite the fact he was now a crow, he was as graceful as any swan Donnie had seen.

Leo danced and danced around a single point at the edge of the water. Donnie could only watch in awe as a small sprout started growing from the ground, getting bigger and bigger until it was a young weeping willow, bent over the water with its leaves tickling the water.

Leo stumbled back, panting as he rubbed his eyes. “I… I don’t know how it did that.”

“Neither do I.” Donnie had never seen magic like that… had he? Wait, no, he had. The lake spell. Odette and Ilma had danced together before the lake took Odette in.

“Do you have a nest?” Leo asked, startling Donnie out of his thoughts. “Because this looks pretty cozy under here.”

“We don’t need to sleep.” Donnie pointed out.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be cozy.” Leo pointed out, rushing over to Donnie and tugging him to his feet. He almost dragged Donnie over to the tree. He tugged Donnie down into a dip between the roots, curling up with him with a happy sigh. “I’ve missed you.”

Donnie got the sense that it wasn’t just Leo saying that.

“I’ve missed you too.” Donnie murmured back, nuzzling against his twin. Odette’s soul almost sang with recognition as she recognised Odile was nearby.

Even as the sun rose and both Leo and Donnie transformed, they didn’t separate. Leo, as a little crow, just got comfortable on Donnie’s feathered back and nuzzled his way under his wing. Donnie held him a little closer, his neck bending gracefully over Leo’s form.

They might not need to sleep but Leo was right, that didn’t mean they couldn’t be comfortable. They’d figure this out, but for the first time in years, Donnie didn’t fear the sunrise.

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Part 6! This has really outgrown what I had initially planned for, but I’m actually really enjoying doing a little solo writing. It’s been a while

EDIT: part 7

Swanatello belongs to @tangledinink

Crownardo belongs to @dryad-druid

[lttl3babybug]

Littledonnie littledonnie littledonnie

LITTLE DONNIE!!!

I don’t know if this was a request or not but I’m taking this time to give you my regressor Donnie headcanons bc he’s ABSOLUTELY my favourite turtle and I need to talk abt him or I’ll explode (I have brought my ‘87 Donnie figure with me to Holland, he’s my emotional support turtle)

Regressor!Donatello Headcanons!!

👾I think Donnie would either slip for one of two reasons, Stress- from working so hard on all his inventions and tech or two Leo was bored and needed a playmate

👾In my head Donnie’s regression range is on the older end of the spectrum but if something goes particularly bad in an experiment or an invention he goes deep into regression

👾His usual regression range I’d say is maybe 6-8 making him more of a kid regressor but if something goes wrong and he’s deep into it I’d say 0-3.

👾Donnie doesn’t take very good care of himself while he’s big so he is absolutely not allowed to be left unattended while small, even if he’s at his oldest age

👾This frustrates the little tot. A lot.

👾But he’s easy to calm down, put him in front of the projector and stick Little Einsteins or Sid the Science Kid on and he’ll stop his whining

👾And I mean stop, that boy shuts up immediately. He could be in the middle of talking and if you turn those on he just stops and stares

👾On this topic science museums. (I could do a whole set of hc’s based off this) he loves them

👾He’s not allowed in his lab when regressed, that was a rule set by big Donnie out of pure fear that he’s gonna break something he worked very hard on

👾When Donnie first regressed he was scared. He got so scared, that he slipped further into his regression going from a solid 6-4 within seconds

👾He cried, then toddled into Leo’s room and cried more because he trusted his twin more than anyone else with this new strange feeling

👾After Donnie fully grasps what is going on he tells Raph and Mikey, Leo becomes his primary cg because he was the first to know and Leo is his twin, so if Donnie goes non verbal they can use their “twin telepathy”

👾Donnie swears the twin telepathy thing is fake but somehow Leo always knows what little Donnie needs

👾Donnie doesn’t bite very often (Little fun fact here, softhells are very possessive of their things and very often bite and don’t let go for awhile) but when he’s little, those chompers get put to use

👾Leo once took a crayon off Donnie once so he could colour in with his Hermano pequeño. Donnie bit. And Donnie bit hard

👾Leo didn’t bleed but he screamed, Raph came over and had to physically pry Donatello off his brother who was inspecting his new bite wound. It scarred over

👾After that they bought Donnie a paci- for Leo’s safety. It’s purple (obvie) but that’s it’s only distinguishing feature. Donnie doesn’t like the ones that are covered in gems and beads, they distract him too much

👾If both of that disaster twins have slipped it results in both Raph and Mikey taking care of them because, while Leo is a handful by himself and Donnie is relatively easy putting them together causes chaos

👾Donnie typically regresses to be the older twin in this situation so he’s easier to calm down and stop him being a little shit, then once he’s been told he’ll immediately tell Leo to stop

👾Don would be such a little cutie to take care of, an absolute angel for you as he politely awaits his praise and for you to tell him how good he’s behaving

[the-tmnt-ficfinder]

Ficfinder finds: The Lemonade Leak

Chapter 6: The Liar

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The Liar: Appraisal and Ratings

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Plot: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Plot is four out of five!! So first of all, the plot for this chapter is really intergang!! There's finally enough layers built up, that things are becoming confusing, and intricate!"

Suspense/Mystery: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Suspense/Mystery is five out of five!! Ah man the mystery in this chapter was superb!! Plus, the way it builds up, leaving certain questions unanswered, for sure makes it suspenseful!!"

Angst/Hurt: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Angst/Hurt is five out of five!! The way Leo and Donnie interact, cold and uncomfortable, where Leo is just desperate for his twin, gosh its angsty!! The hurt is not so much physical (though it is there) as much as its mental. Things are going wrong, and no one knows how to fix them."

Fluff/Comfort: 💛🖤🖤🖤🖤

"Fluff/Comfort is one out of five! A brief moment of comfort happens between Raph and Leo, though all in all, this chapter has minimal comfort, and zero fluff."

Emotions Conveyed: 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Emotions Conveyed is three out of five!! This chapter is FILLED with confusion, sadness, and intrigue!! Reading this chapter gave me an almost lonely feeling."

Drama/Tension Level: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Drama/Tension Level is five out of five!! Oh heck the drama in this chapter!!! The tension!! Oh my gosh!! I seriously thought someone might snap."

Triggers: 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Triggers for this chapter are three out of five. This chapter is triggering in different ways than the normal violent ways. More emotional triggering this time. Anyways, make sure to stay safe, and read the tags!!"

Legibility (Reading): 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Legibility (Reading) is four out of five!! Chapter 6 of The Lemonade Leak, like all the others before, is a treat to read!! Would recommend it!!"

Legibility (Audio): 💛💛💛💛💛

"Legibility (Audio) is five out of five! The way Leo's thoughts just roll together, and blend into the writing really makes for an enjoyable read!!"

Length: 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Length is three out of five!! Chapter 6 of The lemonade Leak takes about 20-21 minutes to listen to!!"

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Personal thoughts on chapter below cut (Contains Spoilers)

Starting right off, I want to highlight the Chapter name. "The Liar." Man, this name really suit the chapter!! Donnie is lying to Leo, manipulating him. Leo is lying to his family about getting hurt. They're all lying to each other, and its insane!!

“Mikey and Raph do too. They said you need more space and all, but you’re up in the stratosphere and still not coming for breakfast.”

I enjoy this little play on words here. While it could just be Leo joking around, with the way he misses Donnie, its almost like he's communicating that Donnie feels further away, like he's in space rather than needing space. I dunno, sometimes my mind gets carried away with these concepts.

Leo looked from Raph to Mikey, then found Donnie’s perfectly calm stare again. His heart hammered; and he felt cold realization crawl down his spine. Donnie was lying to the team, and he was lying well.

To be honest, I felt a lot of dread in this bit. Donnie, lying well, when he is notoriously well known for poor lying?

“Oh, yeah, that does sound hard,” Donnie clicked an animalistic little chirr. “Seeing your twin not using his weapons with a parasite. Seeing him intentionally take damage! How our awesome 'leader' jumps at the chance to get his ass kicked by human-controlling excrement. Must be so hard to process.” Oh. Leo’s stomach fell. Suddenly the other’s eyes moved away from Donnie and settled on him. He stepped backward.

The manipulation right here is skillfully done. In the beginning, Donnie's sentences sound as if he were agreeing with Leo, but in just the wrong light. Then, in the next, he immediately shifts the conversation, along with the blame onto Leo's shoulders. Donnie knows he's well known for having poor lying skills, so he plays on that, using his families bias towards that fact to win this argument. Raph and Mikey have no reason to not believe him, especially since getting hurt seems like a Leo thing, and lying seems like a Leo thing. Leo is pretty much backed into a corner at this point.

Mikey’s eyes gleamed with unshed tears as he turned to Leo. “And you!” he croaked. Leo raised his palms. Mikey’s cheeks gleamed wetly. He rubbed his sleeves over his eyes and let out a shaky breath. “Did you think- Are trying to get hurt?! Seriously?!”

Oh, just another instance of Mikey having to be the mom of the group, endlessly worried about his brothers.

“I’m doing better than a squirrel in a bag of peanut puffs, dad. You should prop up your leg,” Leo said, rummaging through a cabinet for the cleaning supplies, one-handed.

Man, these boys have parental issues. Though Leo called Raph 'dad' sarcastically, how sarcastic is he really? Splinter hasn't shown up once and the boys are in desperate need of a parental figure.

Leo closed in; aiming for his most obnoxious voice. He stood, leaned over the armrest and looked down at his older brother. “Aw, scared I’ll kick your ass? I’m the leader now, Raphael. Wanna find out why?” “Leo.” “You know I’m the one eating your donuts, right? I don’t even like strawberry frosting, I just wanted to know when you’d say something. Never did! Man, no wonder Dad choose me to replace you, heh?” he said. Because he was not a leader. Because he was selfish and stupid and a good punch to the jaw might set his head straight. Please. “Leo.” Raph’s claws left grooves in the armrests. But then he pulled back and run a hand over his face. “Why’re you always trying to get me to…?!” His eyes narrowed and found Leo’s stitched arm. “Is it true?”

This is actually a response to low dopamine. Fighting incites adrenaline, whether it be physical, or verbal fighting. The adrenaline excites the brain, and ends up creating a dopamine response. Leo has very low dopamine levels right now, and whether he means it or not, is subconscious is urging him to pick a fight, feel the adrenaline, and get back some dopamine.

Raph let out a shaky breath. “I…” And Leo recognized the twitch in his muscles; the effort of stopping his body from reacting to something that wasn’t there anymore. “Sometimes I wake up,” Raph said, “and I still feel it. You. Your fingernails. And I can’t hear anything, but I can feel you trying to talk to me-” Raph’s voice suppressed a tremor. “And then I see all your…” Raph gestured at Leo, “Your… what I did to you. And I…,” Raph’s voice broke in his throat.

I KNEW Raph would end up having trauma related to the fingernail scars on his hands!!

The thought made him wince. They already used Mikey like a stress-toy and blanket-warmer and his little brother deserved so much better, than have Leo pull him into this too.

I feel like the key word here is not how they used him, but that he is 'used'. They all have a purpose in the family, just as Donnie's purpose is to build things, Raph's purpose is to protect, and Leo's purpose is to guide, Mikey's designated purpose is to mediate. Whether they like it or not, they all have a purpose. Whether Leo likes it or not, he assigns a role to everyone in his mind. Everyone has a place and a place for everyone.

Donnie’s voice sounded small in the back of his head, ‘Do you ever feel like you can’t get away?’ Leo’s throat dried up. “Get away from what, Raph?” Raph stared at him. “From inside my head.”

By now, if you've paid attention to what's going on, its fairly easy to guess what's going on with Donnie. Though, only if you've paid attention, because like I've said before, cryptic sentences and hints are the only information you get till later.

[nights-flying-fox]

Deep (Purple) Thoughts (and Realizations)

◇ Click here to read on AO3 | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 ◇

Chapter 5: Talk It Out Donnie shares some information.

Word Count: 1743 | CW: manipulation (kind of??), self blaming (not donnie tho), mentions of genocide, survivor's guilt

(if you think i should add something plz tell me)

 

 Controlling the Technodrome was an exciting idea at first. Donatello Hamato, the first person to fly a spaceship! His dreams from childhood were about to become real. Then he had discovered how disgusting it was. Icky, slimy, alive. The texture on its own made Donnie nauseous. But he could do it, for he was a genius, and this must not stop him. Not when he had said he could. Not when his family’s lives were on the stake. So, he had forced himself. With Mikey’s support the situation being a bit bearable. With every step it got worse. He had to use himself, not just his hands.

 So, he let himself fall into the spaceship.

 At first it felt as if he was being captured. Technodrome’s parts holding him, becoming a part of him. Then he had gasped. Connected. He had control. He knew everything! He could use it, protect his family and be powerful! He had knowledge!

 With ease he controlled the Technodrome. He let it move according to the plan, protected Mikey. He knew why he was there and what he could do. But he wanted more. He could do more. He wasn’t just Donnie, he was also a spaceship. He was a genius with power and knowledge.

 Donnie looked at the ground. “Except knowledge isn’t always good, it turns out.” He spoke. “Not when you can see what the Krang did.”

 The silence felt too long, too heavy. He knew his family were giving him time, he appreciated it. And he wanted to tell them what happened. It was just hard. He felt his hand being squeezed. Raph smiled at him, supportive. Donnie took a deep breath.

 “During my time connected with Technodrome I felt invincible. I didn’t care about what I learned. I... I even could understand why Krang wanted power.” He didn’t want to admit it. But he didn’t want to lie. It was what had happened, what scared him. “Afterwards it changed. Everything I knew, it was terrible. The planets they had taken over, the wars... I am glad we stopped them.” He didn’t want to get into the details. Not wanting to talk about how Technodrome was a corrupted thing, alive.

 “Donnie...” He heard April whisper.

 Before she could continue, he talked again. “The spaceship didn’t whisper or talk like in the horror movies. But it seemed to try control me too.”

 “Control you?” Raph asked.

 “It wanted me to join them.” Donnie replied. “At least that’s my guess.”

 Another silence. He looked at them. Raph looking at him with understanding eyes, Mikey seemed to be worried, and Leo looked at him with wide eyes. Horror, guilt.

 “Don’t blame yourself dumdum.” Donnie warned. He knew his twin well enough to stop him spiraling into self-hate. And not because they’d comfort each other when they had these moments of heavy guilt or self-hate at times.

 “I shouldn’t have asked you to do something like that without knowing what exactly was it.” Leo said. “I am sorry Donnie.”

 “Don’t.” He cut him off. “I wanted to do that anyway. It was an efficient information against the Krang as well.”

 “You learned about their genocides.” Leo pointed out.

 “Exactly. And that’s why what you did was insane, reminder.” Donnie glared at him.

 Leo huffed. “Can’t even apologize and have a heartfelt moment without being accused with your past decisions.”

 Donnie grabbed the pillow he was sitting on and threw it on his face. Leo yelped, “Hey!”

 “You deserved it, idiot.”

 “Rude.”

 Suddenly Donnie was pulled into a side hug. He didn’t need to look to know it was Rapha. The big guy had that emotional look on his face. “Raph gets it, and he is very proud of you sharing this.”

 “Thanks Raph.” Donnie said, relaxing in the hug a bit. He was still feeling the nervousness from remembering everything, but he didn’t mind Raph’s hug. It was comforting. Then he decided to ask something he was wondering for a long time, hopping it wouldn’t hurt Raph now. “When you were... you know... was it like that too?”

 Raph took a deep breath. “Kind of?” He replied. Then voice a little quieter, and yet bravely he explained. “I didn’t see what you did see, at least not during my time like that, but my mind was empty and all I felt was needing power and accomplishing my mission.”

 That was enough for what he wanted to know. Donnie decided to not ask anything else. “I’m sorry big guy.”

 “It is fine.” He said. “Genuinely, I appreciate everything guys. You helped me a lot in the past weeks.”

 It was true. Raph, unlike Donnie, had accepted help. Had admitted remembering parts of his time under Krang’s control, and that he had nightmares often. Raph didn’t want to tell them everything about that time, but he had shared enough for them to understand. Enough to get help. Maybe Donnie should’ve done the same.

 “Is there anything we can do to help you Donnie?” Raph asked.

 He still could, actually. “I...” He began, whispering. “...I don’t have nightmares but... there are times I fear I will feel like that again.” He admitted. “I can’t sleep.”

 “So, this is why you spent hours awake during our turtle pile.” Raph realized.

 Donnie nodded. Okay, end of the emotional stuff, right? He didn’t want to go into more details anyway. “That’s all from me. So, uh, we can move on?”

 “You are terrible at this.” April shook her head with a smile. “But we can work on it. Right, Mikey?”

 Mikey was uncharacteristically quiet. When all eyes were on him, he blinked confusedly, “Sorry, I was thinking something.”

 “Something?” April raised a brow.

 “Mhmm.” He was still fidgeting.

 Nobody was going to let it slip, Donnie knew that. He was proven right when Raph smiled softly at Mikey, “Want to join to hug?”

 Mikey looked at him with big eyes before nodding. As Mikey wrapped his arms around them, Donnie noticed his arms trembling slightly. “Is it your arms?” He questioned.

 “No.” He replied.

 “What’s wrong, big guy?” Raph asked softly.

 Quiet. Then, “I should’ve done more.”

 “What?”

 Mikey snuggled more towards Raph, “I should’ve done more to help. Then none of you would’ve ended up this hurt.”

 Donnie looked at Raph, confused. Raph looked back him with surprise. Before any of them could say anything though, Leo talked. “Mikey, what the shell are you talkin’ about? You literally broke some science law stuff to save my tail that day.”

 Mikey turned slightly to look at Leo, “But I didn’t do anything like you did.” He said. “Raph got everyone safe, Donnie controlled a spaceship, April, Dad and Junior got Krang Sister, and you stopped Krang Prime!”

 Everyone looked at him confused. “Mikey, you realize that without you I could have ended up be dead, right? Heck, we all would be, considering it is your future version who sent Junior back in time.” Leo said. “You even threw a freaking building at Krang.”

 “...It still doesn’t feel enough.” Mikey whispered. “I am sorry, it doesn’t make any sense.”

 “Actually, it does.” April interrupted. She turned to Shelldon who was watching them all silently the whole time. “I am not sure, but wasn’t there something about feeling bad for not going through something others did?”

 Shelldon was quick to answer, Donnie feeling proud at how fast Shelldon could gain information on situations like this. “The closest match seems to be survivor’s guilt.” He answered. “Survivor guilt or survivor's guilt is a mental condition that occurs when a person believes they have done something wrong by surviving a traumatic or tragic event when others did not.” He explained, reading an article he found. “Survivor’s guilt is a response to an event in which someone else experienced loss, but you did not. While the name implies this to be a response to the loss of life, it could also be the loss of property, health, identity or a number of other things that are important to people, is another definition from a different a source.” He added.

 “Close enough, thanks Shelldon.” April turned back to Mikey. “Maybe it’s something like this?”

 “Oh. How didn’t I think of this?” Mikey questioned with surprise.

 “It’s okay, even Doctor Feelings can forget details.” Raph tried to reassure him.

 “That’s why he should take a break.” Leo said. Then he proceeded to join the hug. “And you too. You did amazing back there, Mike. Don’t let your thoughts deceive you.”

 “As an exception, I have to agree with him.” Donnie nodded. “You were very brave back there, Angelo.”

 “Thanks guys.” Mikey smiled with teary eyes. “You are the best.”

 April joined the hug as well, “So are you.”

 Donnie was sure things were already better. Now only if his dumdum twin opened up too—

 “Hey, Raph, if you don’t mind me asking,” Leo suddenly broke the comforting silence. “When you answered Donnie’s question… Is there something you haven’t told us?”

 Donnie turned to Raph. If Leo suspected of something, it was worth to follow his lead. He was a good observer. Raph avoided to look at them, so it should be true that Leo was right.

 “It isn’t that important.” He shrugged it off.

 “Are you sure? You seem to be stressed about it.” April said, “You know you can tell it to us if it bothers you.”

 Raph sighed, “I don’t wanna burden you guys with that. Really, I can handle it.”

 “Okay… but don’t burden yourself.” Mikey reminded. “If it we can, we will help. Just tell us.”

 “Thanks for the support, Mikey.” Raph smiled genuinely.

 Mikey hugged him tighter as a response.

 Donnie watched as Raph looked at the ceiling. He was considering. Donnie knew Raph would see nightmares that wouldn’t let him sleep. Raph was no night owl, it troubled him a lot. Even if he had tried to hide it, it would have been obvious. But Donnie had never thought there being another possible reason keeping him awake.

 He held his hand and squeezed. A silent support, a reminder that they were here. Something the siblings would do when one of them was having a bad day and not being able to talk. Or when the world would become too loud for words. Or just when they wanted to remind each other they were by each other’s side without telling it.

 After a moment, Raph squeezed back.

[ronnie-anne-6666]

RotTMNT | Whumptober 2023 (and I don't give a fuck that it's not October anymore)

Story 1: But now this room is spinning while I'm trying just to fill in all the gaps

Safety Net | Swooning | "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Pt. 1

− Hey, Don-Tron, it's breakfast time! – A clear and indecently cheerful voice for such an early hour came from a speaker near the ceiling of the laboratory. Donnie didn't even have to look at the cameras to figure out who was bothering him at such a time. Exhaling noisily, he commands a mechanical hand to press the microphone button.

− Not hungry, Nardo.

No matter how hard he tries to make his voice less tired, the low volume and blurred sonorous consonants betray the degree of his exhaustion. Donnie's fingers slide over the keyboard, typing more and more new lines of code, and the monitor's light at minimum brightness is reflected in his dark brown eyes. A loud cough coming from outside makes him twitch and frown in displeasure. The camera broadcasting what is happening outside the laboratory shows the same displeased face of his twin.

− Bullshit. – Leo's right leg, not in a cast, hits the metal door. — C'mon, buddy, get out of your dark realm. You've been stuck there forever.

– Fifty−nine hours, – Donatello corrects dryly, but his older brother doesn't hear it.

The tapping of the keys becomes louder and jerkier. Yeah, damn it, he's been sitting here for more than two days, but hasn't been able to get far in creating advanced software for his systems. Among the lines running on the screen, every now and then there was some stupid mistake that makes his teeth grind with displeasure. Donnie tightens his jaw and shakes a head. Blurring appears at the edges of vision for a moment, but it dissipates as soon as the ninja blinks several times in a row. A quick glance at the nearby monitor — Leon is looking directly into the camera, his posture tense and radiating... something not very positive. Well, Donatello was really bad at reading emotions.

− Ignoring me? Okay. — The turtle in the blue mask turns around, the sound of crutches serving as his support beats an uneven dull rhythm. – Starve to death there.

As soon as these words reach his ears, Donnie's stomach reflexively twists into a knot and emits the unpleasant howl of a dying whale. The genius curses and leans his head back on the computer chair. Physiological needs always disappear from his list of tasks as soon as a worthwhile project appears on the horizon. Sometimes he regrets that he has not yet made himself a cyborg who does not need breaks for sleep, meals and the toilet. A broken smile appears on his face when Donatello imagines himself with a shiny chrome body. It seems like the dream of a moody child, so what?

[ray2007-imarealpersoniprommy]

turtle Story ideas

Twins get captured + turned into humans

2012 + ROTTMNT meet - All of 2012 relate to Leo and Dee2012 Mikey gets yoinked -Mikey is younger with than Leo and Dee and therefore gets adopted by Leo with Casey

Leo + Donnie hide their true potential

Both Mikey and Leo died after the Kraang battle

4 + 1 fic where April sees each of the brothers going wild-animal feral + she’s the one that goes feral for them once

Ocs X Turtles

Dimension travel

Sickfic (Leo is doctor, Leo gets sick, everyone else freaks tf out)

Leo + Donnie are Actual Twins, same species (also they do the Twin Things™. Matching outfits, weirdly in sync, twin ESP where they share thoughts at random??)

Leo is as smart as Donnie (he’s just silly)

Cold weather = hibernation

Mute Leo + blind Donnie + Deaf Ralph (bonus: Mikey is their translator/service brother)

Leo with tics and constant anxiety, Donnie always near Leo (emotional support twin)Panic attacks and how the brothers deal with them

Leo + Donnie had an unknown friend (half-breed human/griffon mutant)

Transgender Leo+Mikey + Donnie doesn’t want gender

Soft shell Leo, Donnie makes shell reinforcement (got ambushed once, shell ripped apart, big scars)

Leo ALWAYS has music on. Someone takes his headphones and he gets PISSED

Leo gets turned into human, brothers send him to school to see what other kids their age are learning (brothers see how stressed Leo is and try to help him but they don’t know how to)

Leo + Donnie were not saved from the beginning by Splinter and were raised by Big Mama (Leo is a femboy but still older and protective of Donnie, and Donnie is more of a demonic turtle and will fight for Leo is needed, but Leo does that more) Donnie still is a NERRRRD

Donnie, Mikey, and Ralph all have been captured and the villain is making Leo kill people to get his brothers back (like a personal assassin)

Leo can’t talk but he can chirp, none of his family members can understand him except Donnie so he’s the translator,

Donnie dies. Leo can see ghosts. Donnie haunts the fam

FNAF AU: Ralph = Freddy, Donnie = Bonnie, Mikey - Chica, Leo = Foxy

SBI/DSMP + ROTTMNT AU

Zombie Apocalypse AU - Twins both zombies but Donnie’s half-immune (twins are cure)

Shapeshifter Twins AU (+ Mikey who can only be animals) (Ralph can make clones)

Forest AU

Mystical AU

Dino AU (raptor)

Genderswap AU

SpeciesSwap AU

Double Mutation AU (Donnie + Leo)

Future Leo meets past

Leo was not taken by Splinter and he’s now a depressed killer

Greek or Roman God/Nymph Au

Futuristic (3300 or something like that) AU

Greek God AU (Sons of Pan)

httyd/rottmnt AU

All brothers forget leo and he leves and after 3 years they remember him then go looking for him

It's mostly about the twins but you know

Also my friend helped me do some of these

[tblsomedoodles]

(Sorry for asking a lot of the Donnie Au, it’s living rent-free in my head 😓) In the series, Donnie has a lot of centric episodes which could work well (in my opinion) with this Au:

Donnie gifts: rewatching the episode, it could show how Dee is way better trained and has more battle iq than his brothers.

I could also give a reason off why he made those gifts. I personally see it as him making the gifts as his way to both help them be better fighters and to keep them safe. (also does he still get captured by MeatSweats?)

The Purple game: I don’t think this episode would really change a lot, maybe bringing a motive for why Dee got obsessed by the game. (Maybe brings memories of him and Uncle Mikey playing but the again he wants nothing to do with past memories so…)

The Lair games: I think the change is more directed to Leo than to Dee, cause just like Angie, it’s Dee first Lair games so imagine how pissed Leo would be when all of a sudden his lost twin comes back and destroys his 5 year champion record, first try.

Breaking purple: this is one is just me but I could see Dee thinking back and remembering his Pops while looking for SHELLDON ( the junk yard scene )

Turtle Degan Nights: Ok so this episode could explore Dee’s feelings/relationship with rise splinter. (Prepare yourself it’s long)

Something about Donnies character is the fact that he lacks parental support and validation which is plays a big part in this episode (with him looking for ways to bond with Splinter and getting exited every time when he’s about to say proud). But Raphie (and the 03 gang) fix those problems, meaning he no longer has those needs.

How would that affect this episode?: would he still go or not? And If he does go, would he back down when arriving (since he’s no longer blinded with the idea of bonding with splinter [unless he is]) and giving his bottle up emotions (and that he probably misses Raphie), would that affect the moment he confronts Splinter.

(I’m sorry, this got WAY longer that I expected 😓Donnie has a plenty of centric episodes)

No apologies needed! He's been stuck in my head all day too lol

But yeah, for the Donnie's gifts, Dee definitely made them mostly to help. He knows leaders are supposed to make plans before fighting so a helmet that helps Raph make plans? Brilliant. Mikey keeps getting hurt when he's trying stunts he can't quite land yet so bubble suit? Perfect. Leo? He wasn't quite sure about leo, but his 'it's 4am and i haven't slept in 36 hrs' brain thought getting him to stop joking mid fight would need a taser so he built one. (then realized after the fact, ok, maybe the jokes weren't bad enough to tase him like that. and does awkwardly apologize.)

The Purple Game, you're right, would probably stay the same. Context wise, he gets hyper-fixated on it b/c it reminds him of home, but not enough to have feelings over it.

Lair games, oh definitely! Leo's just like, yeah i'm going to win again this year, and then doesn't. (which was definitely not Leo's plan to start so he never wagered his room.)

Breaking Purple, yeah i could see that being the case. Like he's looking for Shelldon and has the brief thought of "is this how Papa felt when i left?" before he buries it again.

And Turtle-dega Nights, oh that one would be fun. His differences in being raised (i know there's a word but idk what it is right now) would certainly effect this episode.

Like, for one, he does not want to go. At all. He actually resents Splinter for his original disappearance (logically he knows it's not his fault, illogically, that was his dad. Why couldn't he chase the cat away like pops had?) and he very much hates how little attention this guy has been giving his brothers (and him since he came back), b.c his lack of attention is very apparent to him after having so much of it back in 03. So he doesn't want to do this man any favors.

It's Mikey that talks him into it (b/c he's trying to get Dee and Splinter on better terms.) (so essentially, their spots are switched, Dee's the one going "I don't want to be here, it looks off" and Mikey's like "no, it's great! We're bonding with dad.")

When it's revealed to be a demolition derby, Dee is pissed and refuses to participate, eventually pulling the parking break like in cannon and full on yelling at Splinter (swears and all. He gives no shits) about how he tricked them and he was never going to trust him again and how he just wanted to go home to his pops b/c at least he doesn't trick him into bringing his creations to demolition derbies.

They have a little heart to heart while Mikey is freaking out in the background (b/c this was not how his 'get Dee to bond with dad' plan was supposed to go!) and things are a little better between them 1) b/c Splinter apologizes and promises to do better, and 2) shows he's serious by (like cannon) being willing to give up the trophy to take his boys home.

(Dee then decides the best course of action was to take out every single competitor in the derby so they wouldn't be stopped when they went home, thus (completely unintentionally, he swears) winning the trophy anyways.)

Thank you!

[all-that-tmnt-jazz]

Hi, hope you are doing well so far 💖

Can write about what it will be like for the boys meeting their babygirl/boy for the first time after the mom gives birth. I wonder what it will be like for all of them now knowing they are a father of something so innocent and fragile.✨

Awwwww This is Adorable

Warnings: None

Incarnation: Bayverse

Extra Info: A femme!reader that can get pregnant.

Leo:

He nearly passed out when you told him you were pregnant

When he got ahold of his bearings, he picked you up and swung you around

The first few months were mostly full of daydreaming

Name ideas, how you two would decorate the bedroom, what they will look like, whose personality the child’s personality would resemble.

But the last three months were terrifying for this guy

You were annoyed that your cravings got worse, you hated how much more out-of-whack your emotions became, and your body was hurting much more than normal

Your check-ups with Donnie became more frequent

Especially closer to your due date

Your labor was long- around 16 hours

Leo remained by your side, but it was hard for him

He didn’t want to hear your screaming- it was so painful for him to hear

But he cared more about you than himself

He let you squeeze the ever-living life out of his hands and arms

But then, at 8:37 PM, your screaming stopped

You passed out as soon as the child left your body

Leo held you to his plastron as Donnie cleaned up the child

You came too shortly after, just as Donnie finished up the cleaning process

“Where’s the baby?”

“Right here- a girl,” Donnie said

He handed the newborn to you

You could immediately tell you were in love

You looked up at Leo, whose eyes wouldn’t leave the baby girl

His daughter

You offered for him to hold her

He gently took your daughter

When they opened, he looked into her new eyes

They were your eyes

Despite the numbness in his arms from your death grip, he knew he would hold his daughter forever and protect her with his life

“What do you want to name her?” you asked him

He could barely form a sentence

All he could do was dote on her

Raph:

He actually performed a backflip when you told him you were pregnant

He hugged you tighter than ever

He was the most excited of his brothers to be a dad

He loved watching you as your body changed

His child was growing inside of you

It intrigued him- baffled him

He hated how often you were in pain, so he often did as much as he could to help you

He never let you do much physical work because he knew it could strain your body more than it already was being strained

He always gave you massages and made sure you had plenty of support for your back

He was That Husband™

You found it adorable, though

When you were in your last trimester, Donnie started noticing changes

Specifically, a second heartbeat coming from your womb

Raph had never been more excited

Your labor was long and painful- nearly 16 hours

You gripped Raph’s arms, wrists, and hands with a death grip

(he had bruises for just over a week afterward)

When the first child left your body, Donnie immediately gave it to Leo to start the cleaning process

About 15 minutes later, the second came out

You had identical twin girls

By the time Leo and Donnie had finished cleaning the children, you were somewhere between sleep and consciousness

Raph was soothing you, speaking words of encouragement

“You did amazing, Y/n. I can’t believe how strong you are. You did it, baby- we have our children now.”

Honestly, in the state you were in, you needed to hear those words

Leo gave you one of the newborns and Donnie gave the other to Raph

He couldn’t stop looking between the two of them

“Look at how small they are! Their little noses…”

He was pointing out every small detail

He never left your side and continued to whisper encouraging words to you, even as you fell asleep

Donnie:

He was the most nervous out of his brothers

He was a helicopter husband

He slept even less than normal in case of something in your body shifting

Even if it was the tiniest thing

He didn’t know what to do when it came to the actual birthing

He was the only one who really knew how to safely birth a living child, but he also wanted to be by your side

In response, he decided to perform the birthing

Of his brothers, he asked Mikey to stay next to you

(he knew you had the closest friendship with Mikey)

His stress level was through the roof when you went into labor

It was about 10 hours, and honestly, it was the scariest yet most invigorating 10 hours of his life

He was so glad everything went smoothly

When your child was out, he was rather quick to start cleaning them

Mikey was talking to you, keeping you conscious

When Donnie approached your other side, Mikey quieted

He sat in a chair next to you, still holding your child

Your daughter

He couldn’t help but stare at her

He finally tore his eyes away from her and looked at you, nearly in tears

He hesitated, but then offered for you to hold her

You smiled at him and took your daughter

His eyes never left her

He moved so he could sit next to you on the doctor’s chair

You leaned into him, needing his touch

He held you close 

He couldn’t have been happier

Mikey:

He was frozen in place when you told him you were pregnant

He couldn’t move- he was just so shocked

When he came to his senses, he couldn’t have been happier

He waited on you, hand and foot

He would even skip training and patrol to make sure you were alright

(much to Leo’s displeasure, but it’s not like he could tell Mikey to stop)

He panicked the most when your contractions started

He could barely form a sentence when he went to get Donnie

“I- labor- Y/n- baby-”

(Donnie knew what Mikey meant, obviously)

When you were placed in the medical chair in Donnie’s lab, Mikey kept shaking

During your pregnancy, he loved the idea of becoming a father

But during your labor, he hated it

He hated how much pain you were in, and how prolonged it was

It was 18 hours

He let you squeeze him however hard you needed to

But he would

Not.

Stop.

Shaking.

Then Donnie handed you your child- a little boy

When he saw his son, Mikey actually passed out

It took a couple of minutes for him to be fully stable

But the moment he saw your son, he shoved everything else aside

He was immediately in love

“He is us, Y/n. The perfect mix of you and me…”

[callme--starchild]

I Could Do About Anything

Della was able to see all angles, she was sure of that since she was a child. She couldn't remember if it was a skill that she had always had or that she developed as she grew up, but it was undeniable that it was there. Also, there were other possibilities that the sight of it offered her, and that was to read people, particularly her brother.

Of course, there were non-believers (including Donald himself) who claimed otherwise, and there were others who argued that it was because they were twins that Della was able to know what he thought, and that was partially true. Because while there were times when they found themselves thinking the same thing, the truth was that both also worked individually, and Donald himself was a different world from her.

A world that was commonly incomprehensible to many, including her. Not exactly because of the way her brother speaks, but because of the way he acts. It was not a secret that they were completely opposite, even Della had heard such comments since they were in high school, and she knew that he did as well because of the erratic way in which his behavior changed despite remaining like the typical shy boy from the corner.

Perhaps that was why she had sensed the discomfort of her twin throughout the journey, even if she was a few kilometers from him and even if she turned her back to him, as if it were a gentle breeze brushing her feathers and fiddling with her clothes. Her gaze remained focused on the sky, a path that she recognized on the way and that she recognized back; however, a part of her was focused on the conversations that were going on behind her. Goofy chatted with the children, Max's name popping over and over with such a familiar fondness that it left an emptiness in the pilot's stomach,

(Especially since it reminded her of her brother while talking about the triplets, but it didn't make sense: would Goofy have a child?

Her brother always got on better with him than her, but she had always known him as a loving guy, and surely she would have known of a child before she had taken the Spear of Selene; particularly what will his wife be like? She must be very gallant if she, again, had managed to conquer Goofy of all people.

Which, in turn, made her wonder about Mickey and Minnie, because so far the only clue she has had since her return has been that melon that Donald had with him on the island and—)

on the other hand, and now that she had stopped talking to LP, she could hear her brother having a pleasant conversation with Agent— Beakley. And though Della couldn't figure out what they were talking about, her hands were shaking on the wheel. Because Donald's desire kept tickling her mind.

Specifically, on his reason for asking it.

Not having to worry about the family being captured or lost.

"Della." Her uncle's calloused hands on hers made her blink, and she returned to focus on the flight — much to the extent that Launchpad took care of it to her apparent distraction, though she did let her uncle know that she was listening to him with a gesture, "are ye okay? Ye've bin very… quiet since we got on the plane."

In fact? No. At least, not quite. Lost, lost. Lost. The word poked at her brain incessantly, and it frustrated her.

Della cherished having discussed the Spear's topic with the children, and having her uncle's support despite yelling at each other — it was to be expected, though, with their tempers. However, she acknowledged that she still owed her twin a conversation; not only about the rift that she had formed between them a decade ago, but also about the time when he was the one who was on the moon and her apparent disinterest when he told her through that bizarre melon. Her brother had always been someone who refused to talk, particularly if it involved his feelings, but he had even refused to speak after the invasion and it made her stomach clench.

Lost.

Della knew she was lost even when she returned to her home. From the terrible second impression with her uncle to the relationship with her kids. She had no idea how to be a mother, she had barely read a thing or two even when she was waiting for the triplets because her thoughts were more focused on the world behind that stardust she saw through her window after every adventure, and when she landed on the Moon her priority had been to repair the rocket and return to Earth. Instead, her brother had read all the books on parenting the moment he discovered that she was waiting, and even she could claim that he had been made from other sources that she was still unaware of to date.

Her mind had always been in the clouds and that had led her to be stranded in space without being able to develop her motherhood. But Donald had always been on Earth, being the father and mother of her sons; But having wished Gene for a normal and perfect family, she had a feeling that perhaps it could be something more.

"Yeah, yeah, Uncle Scrooge," she said in a distant voice; though she knew she had been slow to respond, her uncle's concerned expression confirmed it once she returned to concentrating enough on the vast stage in front of her, “but I need to think a few things. Launchpad, would you mind continuing the flight to the mansion?"

Of course, the other driver was an incarnate sunbeam, and he only responded with a thumbs up and a smile without reciting any words or questions before taking the wheel again.

But no matter which direction her mind took, they all came to the same conclusion: she should speak to Donald soon.

It was with that thought in mind that she headed for the houseboat, feeling her shoulders grow heavier as she approached. The triplets and Webby were watching TV, and she had literally seen Beakley in the kitchen not long ago. Scrooge had retired to his office with Isabella's journal and Duckworth was away, doing ghost things; ergo, there was no one who could interrupt her during her conversation with her self-proclaimed best friend, but that did little to relax her and, otherwise, made her tenser. Not just because it wasn't a secret that Donald was more emotional, the lamp incident had proved it to her, but because with their infamous temperaments it was a lousy combination in case the situation got out of control, what if …?

When she was least aware of it, her metal foot stepped onto the hatch that gave her access to the boat. And even though she knew it was more sensible to go to the door and knock, especially remembering how strict her brother had been about his privacy from their distant adolescence — that, on second thought, it made no sense when it came to Donald because: what could he hide from everyone that required a dress code that never existed? —, the truth was that she was very impatient to discuss this issue to walk the deck only to go to the bow and also wait to be attended.

No. If she was going to do this she was going to do it now, and with that conviction, she raised the hatch.

"Donald, listen. I know I'm coming unannounced, but you and I have to…" Down the stairs, her words died in her throat when she saw the aforementioned accompanied by… a strange-looking duck, who had also become tense at her presence. They appeared to be looking at a framed photo, but the abrupt way in which they parted, as if they had been caught doing something wrong, did not go unnoticed.

This puzzled Della much more than expected, perhaps due to the fact that...

"Dumbella! I told you to knock.” Donald was really calm, when he used to be on the alert for a visit from any stranger. If that in itself was strange, he just looked a bit annoyed at her sudden entrance.

"Don't worry, D," however, his features seemed to relax when said stranger addressed him, approaching to murmur something that caused him to stifle a laugh. That definitely didn't twist something in his stomach.

Her brother looked relaxed, off guard, more cheerful than she could remember, and it took the pilot out of focus on the reasons that brought her to the houseboat in the first place. Sure, she remembered seeing him like this during junior high and high school with Mickey and Goofy, or in college with José and Panchito; but right now there was something in his gaze that she was unable to define.

Particularly, there was the fact that her brother used to chat about the antics he did with his friends all the time, and the visits did not wait when they were in the mansion on an almost daily basis, not to mention the multiple sleepovers that her little brother did per week.

In one way or another, they had adopted a small place under their roof, allowing her to know and grow fond of them, even if they got on better with her twin.

But this guy? She didn't recall Donald mentioning an outrageously dressed mallard, not even in a slip; there were no antecedents, there were no visits. Still, his calm in the face of this unfamiliar new face tickled the back of her neck, and she didn't like it.

"Er…" She cleared his throat, and it seemed that they too had been pigeonholed into their little bubble. There was also the look that this guy gave her at all times, as if he was watching her and reproaching her for some reason she did not know. "Donnie? Don't think I'm planned to be rude, but who is he?"

Having to fight her willpower not to point him out because Donald would scold her for the rudeness, she instead pointed her eyes at him, and the frown of her strange companion didn't soften - at least, not with her. That did less to reassure her, especially considering the way her brother's eyebrow arched in confusion, at least until he met his partner's gaze and his face lit up in an unusual way, and it lit a small sparkle in the pilot's gaze.

"Oh, where are my manners?" he exclaimed with a small blush blurring the feathers of his cheeks, and her desire to make fun of him increased but she was held back when she noticed that Donald was really sorry and her conversation with him continued in a pendulum.

"Easy, Ol-Don," he cleared his throat, letting his hand rest on the sailor's shoulder for a second, though of course, it would be enough for him to relax, before addressing her again with a serious face, all traces of complicity that he seems to have with her twin fading away.

And judging by the way his eyes widened, he noticed it too.

"Uno Ducklair, Donald's old friend. Nice to meet you.” His voice had certainly turned strict, enveloping in a dark aura that mystified Della as he shook her hand, with a smile that might look real if not for her keen eyesight.

She wasn't sure if the other duck in the residence would have noticed, but it seemed to be eyeing the blissful Uno with an indecipherable expression. Most disconcerting was the way he tried to hide his outstretched arm from her brother, as if he were trying to protect him.

But from who?

"Erm, I'm... Della Duck, Donald's sister. I'm sorry for the… intrusion, but I didn't know my brother was expecting visits" and she was really sorry, considering they both seemed to be in the middle of a chat when she arrived "nice to meet you."

Before shaking her hand with the mallard's, she sighing aloud at the grasp.

"Wow, you really have a strong hand, huh?" Laughing nervously, she heard her brother reproach her in the background.

But Uno knew.

Uno knew he wouldn't find himself in the Ducklair Tower again until years later as Odin Eidolon, when Donald and his adventures as Paperinik, as well as the friends and enemies they had made along the way, were nothing more than a vague memory in the abandoned lair. However, there he was: the tower reviving while he was reactivated and his data was transferred, the memories that he had kept hidden from his creator becoming overwhelming during the moments in which he became accustomed again to the environment that was the hiding place that once witnessed the tommyrot of two partners who saved the city and saw Anxieties in their spare time.

Uno knew that the first image in his database after that memorabilia was Donald's face, cheerful and full of life, always telling bad jokes as he faced Evronians and the misadventures of daily life. The glint in his gaze as he thought of the future with his nibling, who would later become nephews. And Uno knew that he should appreciate that look again, being almost instantaneously that he looked for his old fellow in the system while his arms were in charge of giving the last details to the body that had begun with so much care before being deactivated.

He had missed him, he had to confess. He was not ignorant that many of the machines of the time of his partner of crime were incapable of feeling any emotion; but after meeting Lyla and himself learning about them after his friend, that stereotype had been erased from his data or, in Donald's words, thrown out the window.

As he polished the finishing touches to what would be the new recipient of his data, he hadn't gone unnoticed the adding of some Gizmoduck and Darkwing Duck as saviors of the city. And though he found the absence of Paperinik alarming, that concern was forgotten the second he found the whereabouts of said vigilante.

In just a few minutes, an Artificial Intelligence had given way to an android that was heading to the McDuck Manor. That, while he took in every detail, feel, and color that the city was from a new perspective.

But as an AI, Uno's data was collected, and he was able to remember.

And he remembered every afternoon they watched every episode of Anxieties, new or old, while they both tried to disguise the effect that Saxony Starbright had on them and made a few comments about the plots and absurd twists that the writers made even if they used to be on the edge of the seat at such absurd twists like the hypocrites that they were.

He remembered every mission he did alongside Paperinik, being his eyes and ears in the tower as the hero took care of the casual villains and the Evronians in his umpteenth futile attempt to increase his army, as both would joke about it later while he checked the little scrapes and bruises between his feathers.

But he also remembered those wounds that were not generated by the occupational hazards, those occasions when Donald had to work harder and not smarter due to the adventures he faced every day in the company of his sister and his uncle. Those moments when he limped into the secret apartment, refusing to be checked to retire to put on the suit of his second job despite the reprimands he gave while Donald was dressing or when the situation was resolved, when the hero was too mentally and physically exhausted to fight the worrying intelligence.

When Donald was on the brink of hypothermia from some magical ice he was on.

When he came in exhaling a cocoa scent and trailing bright-colored plumage, his sensors detecting sensitive peck marks under his own feather coat, particularly in the cranial area.

Or each time he came in with more and more scars, his clothes shattered, bald spots, and even obvious bruises. Many times because of some crazy adventure, other times because he fought someone at school, the character of his partner added to the physical ability that he possessed from his self-induced training.

When he arrived depressed due to an argument with family members, because he refused to go out with them to the next hidden temple, because of his bad luck or even his cousin's getting in the way of each meeting, or because he was still not understood metaphorically and literally by his family or a third party.

For his family.

For his family.

For his family.

Uno did not know how, but until he discovered that Della was waiting even before Donald, the occasions in which he had seen him truly smile, at least with his family, could be easily counted and that because he had collected them, and on the other hand he really stood out when he was with friends, including him.

He really didn't want to feel some things unless they involved Donald, and while this technically involved his partner, he also knew the fondness he had for his family, so his confusion at his reaction was not only valid, but justifiable.

"Uno?" He blinked, and they knew what a relief it was for the sailor to mutter that name again even if there were no words in between, and even blinking out of his thoughts was so strange and wonderful to him, "Is everything okay?"

It was then that he recognized how nervous Della was in front of him, and tried not to feel joy at it because this was his best friend's sister and while he wanted her to fear and more, he did not want to get into an argument with Donald after a decade of estrangement and a lot of time to recover.

"Yes, yes, my apologies," and though he wasn't really sorry, it was gratifying to see Della tense enough because that was the least he feared every time Donald had to leave Duckburg with them. "I'm not that used to physical contact."

And well, that wasn't entirely a lie. Donald has been the one who has gotten him used to it, and that because he used to be very affectionate back in the tower, and getting used to the body was also new to him, but he did not know how much he had changed in recent years if the first thing he had done when he saw him was to keep clung.

But Della was watching them warily, and somehow both knew what the next question would be before it exited the pilot's peak:

"And how did you meet?"

"During the time you were in flight school," Donald began almost instantly, finally intervening between his sister and Uno even if he tried his best not to make it weirder than it already was, "I was looking for a part-time job and coincidentally Uncle Scrooge had just bought the Ducklair Tower so I started working there. Uno is... one of the sons of Everett Ducklair, the previous owner of the tower" Donald had to accept that his lying skills had rusted over the years — after raising the triplets on honesty, but the least he could do and he was grateful for was dancing around the truth because he had become the custodian of the Tower while his sister soared through the skies in search of her pilot's license, as uncomfortable as it was for him to even mention the name of his old friend's master's name.

But he also didn't want to know her reaction to knowing how involved he was with artificial intelligences, aliens, droids, and time travels. Especially when it was all over and it had been a lot to him at the time.

"Hmm, well Uncle Scrooge said you changed a lot while I was in school, that you had become more sensitive or something, and more alert," she commented out of nowhere and with a thoughtful expression, and Donald blinked after hearing someone snort, rolling his eyes after recognizing Uno's giggle even though a smile was visible on the edge of his beak, because if he had heard that several times during his time as a janitor and superhero, many times for teasing or bothering him, the truth was that he missed the teasing a lot — coming from his partner — because, unlike the ones he had heard on multiple occasions, they were not malicious. Besides the fact that facing bad boys had indeed helped his temper during his studies "it must have been for that. I guess I must thank you… Uno."

Still, neither of them missed the discomfort on Della's face, or the way she fiddled with her scarf, and her smile became strained as she spoke more.

Maybe it was because of the fact that Donald had secret friends? Because of the looks Uno gave her behind the back of his brother? Was it some older sister instinct that hadn't been around since high school coming to life and yelling at her to protect her brother from Uno at all costs?

And that was the hardest part, because Donald didn't look at all overwhelmed or alert by the mallard's presence. Indeed, she felt her twin relaxed in a way that only happened when he was with José and Panchito, and that had been while they were in college.

"I was just telling Uno to introduce him to the rest of the family, that you came in was a mere coincidence," Donald commented, with a smile so bright it puzzled Della, when was the last time you saw him so happy about something that surrounded him?

But she couldn't question it too much when Donald's face turned strange, blinking as his expression changed.

"What brings you here anyway? Not that it bothers me!" He clarified quickly, grinning nervously, and Della could have sworn the third duck's face turned warmer, and that was something she could share: she had also missed seeing Donald turn into the same nervous wreck as to when they were young adults. The duck cleared his throat and crossed both arms behind his back, “it's just, well, the only times you come unannounced are when you can't sleep. Now that I think about it, you seemed to want to tell me something… is everything okay?"

As he looked thoughtfully, he acknowledged that sooner or later he would have to talk to his sister about his desire and what happened next was more than evident. However, he did not expect it to happen so soon, and Donald preferred to wait once the situation with Uno was over and he had had enough time to think about what to say to her.

Unconsciously, that little consideration from the sailor had been enough for Della to remember what had dragged her into the boat in the first place, it can't be that she has forgotten so quickly!

However, the pilot couldn't help but wonder if now was the right time, especially seeing how calm it was in comparison to the cave. Actually, it was as if he had never had a breakdown in the first place.

She wanted to preserve that for a few more moments. Furthermore, she would never have known how to start that conversation even if she could chat with her brother at the time.

"It's not that important, it can wait." She shrugged, maintaining a serene expression that she now felt more sincere. If Donald noticed that tiny detail, he didn't say anything. "Don't you mind if I keep you company to the mansion? If anyone had the audacity to put up with my brother's plover head, it's worth knowing."

She olympically ignored her twin's reproach in favor of sneering at him, feeling satisfied when the mallard giggled despite the faint reddish tinge in the sailor's feathers.

"I don't see why not," Uno commented. And even though he still looked relatively tense, his shoulders looked more relaxed when he side hugged Donald. Della could not gloat over that small victory given the strange glint in Uno's eyes. It was a bit inhuman, though the pilot didn't want to jump to baseless conclusions, but they seemed to be on the alert, "but I'd rather wait: the plover head was thinking of wait and respond with the whole family present, he doesn't want to leave anything unsolved."

Unlike her, there seemed to be an iota of homesickness when he used the same nickname to poke fun at Donald, and though he rolled his eyes this time, an exhausted smile took place.

Della flinched when Donald suddenly raised his voice, his voice raspier with the effort.

"Family, can you come over for a second?!" Even Uno smiled, wincing at the future state of the sailor's throat. "I want you to meet someone!"

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E. Part V

Hazel

Rolling over in bed next to Adonis was the highlight of your night. Sighing in satisfaction, you watched as he rubbed his face in his sleep. He opened his eyes and smirked at you. "What are you looking at?" he questioned. You chuckled, "Oh nothing" you said sitting up in bed.

"You tired yet?" he questioned. "I am, my body is starting to feel it" you say. "Well good" Adonis says pulling you into a kiss. You stared in his eyes and felt that spark that you once felt with Erik. You pulled away and looked away from him. "You okay?" He asks. "Yeah, I just felt a little weird for a minute" you say hoping he'd leave it alone. Adonis plays in your hair a moment and sighs.

"You know I gotta go. I told you I got a client in a few hours. I need to rest" Adonis replies getting out of bed slowly. You take his hand and began kissing up his arm you sit up on your knees and grip his shoulders as you use his back for support. "I thought you said we could ride to the gym together in the morning Donnie?" you question sweetly. Adonis smirks, you can see the dimples forming on the side of his face.

He turns to face you and cups your face with a kiss. "Just come by at 8:30 baby girl" he says. Your eyes were low and your body was starting to give out. You could no longer sit on your knees, so you had to sit on the bed. Adonis leaned down to grab for his boxers, as he came up, you grabbed his pleasure stick instead. "I know I don't have anything left in my body to give you, but D, it's 3am. Just leave when the sun comes up" you bargained with him. "I wish I could Haze, but I have a client in three hours. Let me get some sleep. I promise I'll give you what you want at the gym" Adonis replied as he gently removed your hands from his member.

You sighed in displeasure as you watched Adonis get dressed. You tucked yourself in bed and watched as he finished. Adonis climbed into the bed and gave you a sweet goodnight kiss. "I'll be back for you Princess, walk me out?" He questioned sweetly. You huffed in frustration, and grabbed your silk robe before getting out of bed. "You could walk me out without the robe" Adonis says playfully. "If you were staying, I wouldn't have to wear anything" you replied following him to the door. Adonis paused and looked at you. "What?" you question as you reached for the door handle.

"I told you I got you in the morning Princess" Adonis says placing his hands on your hips, kissing your neck. You let go of the handle and faced him. "It is morning" you whisper. Adonis places a kiss on your cheek and grabs the door handle. "See you at 8:30" he says before leaving.

Locking the door, you walk back to your bedroom, alone. You take off your robe and climb in bed. You turn off the light and caress the empty side of the bed. Taking in the sandalwood scent of Adonis on the pillow, you feel comfort, you feel as if he's still there with you; you can feel his hands on you. As the aroma filled your nose, you eventually drift off to slip.

The next morning you wake up feeling brand new. Your journey of being abstinent for a year has ended, and it never crossed your mind that Adonis would be the culprit of that. You felt like a part of Erik was still present in your life, though that had been filled with Adonis; but only the thought of Erik could take you so far. You got out of bed and took a long hot shower to relax your sore muscles; Adonis had put you through it after multiple rounds.  Thirty minutes later you come out of the shower, and dried off. You rummaged through your closet for some yoga pants, sports bra, and a matching jacket. Getting dressed, you found your favorite pair of Nike's and threw your hair into a messy bun. You grabbed your small gym bag, water bottle, keys and phone and headed out the door.

Pulling up to Adonis' gym, you decided to hang back a moment and check your phone to reply to text messages when you saw a black SUV pull up at the gym. You see Adonis getting out of the car and then a female. You flip up your sun visor and notice that the woman is Jade. Jade kisses Adonis and hands him a wad of cash. Your heart instantly dropped. "What the fuck!" You said to yourself feeling your blood boil. Your first instinct was to get out of your car and raise hell, but you decided to let the two carry on before parting ways. You waited 10 minutes before getting out of your car, refusing to bring your workout bag inside with you.

You walked into the gym and found Adonis warming up doing some light deadlifts. You take a seat on the workout bench, not saying a word. "Good morning, how are you?" he asks putting the weights down. "I'm okay" you say nonchalantly taking off your jacket, laying it across the bench. Adonis walks over and pulls you into a hug, you were reluctant to hugging him, pulling away you notice hickeys on his neck. "You get any sleep when I left?" he questioned. You push him away and walk off. "What's wrong?" he questions. "What the fuck D!" You ask trying to hold back your emotions. "What you mean?" he questions. You sighed and looked up at him as he takes off his tank top, "So how was your appointment this morning?" you asked in a snarky tone. Adonis showed his dimples quickly, "So you missed me huh? That's why you keep asking about my time away from you?" Adonis asks in a cocky tone.

"Don't bullshit me Adonis, I saw you kissing Jade when I came in. What the hell was she doing giving you money?!" you yelled at him, not holding back the tears that began to form. Adonis wasn't a fan of your tears, he looked away from you and kept a solemn expression on his face. He went silent. "Answer me Donnie!" You say walking to him, standing in front of him as he was about to pick up another set of weights. "Why you questioning me?! I'm not Erik. Why you thinking so much?" he barks. Your eyes read disappointment as he struggled to look you in the eye, you lifted his chin, "What's up with these?" You said referring to his neck, "I wasn't the cause of this before you left me this morning Adonis! Did you fuck her?" Adonis snatched his face from your hand. You instantly walked away in disgust and he caught you; holding you.

"Just let me go Adonis! It was a waste of my time coming here" you said as the tears finally fell from your eyes. "I'm not tryna hurt you Hazel. This morning was great, and I want more of that. Why you think I asked you to come here first thing?" Adonis questioned. "First thing?" You questioned as your eyes got wide, "You left me this morning to sleep for three hours just to go have sex with somebody else! And you have the audacity to act like it didn't happen when I saw Jade kiss you, she gave you money, and you have hickeys Adonis! Fucking hickeys that I didn't leave!" You say in a higher octave. You felt like everything left your body in that moment and you snatched away from Adonis. You wiped your face and adjusted your messy bun, you walked over to the bench to grab your jacket. Adonis was speechless, he couldn't say anything.

"I'm gonna go" you say in a somber tone before leaving.

Adonis

As Hazel left the gym, for the first time in a long time, I knew that I fucked up. I've been doing this shit for too long, and I'm too swift to get caught. Hazel was different, and I knew that everything would change if I ever crossed the line with her. Never did I think that we would get this close, considering that she's "in love" with my brother. I should've known when I made the move last night that things would never be the same, I shouldn't have stayed as long as I did, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I shouldn't have given it to her the way that I did.

I called up Erik and asked him to meet me at my gym. Twenty minutes later, Erik arrives and we sit down in my office. "So what's up bro?" Erik says taking a seat. I wiped my face and sighed. "I don't know if I can do this shit anymore" I say shaking my head. "What do you mean? What happened?" Erik asks. "You and Hazel need to talk this shit out. I can't be in the middle like this, she's starting to question the fuck out of me" I said looking down. Erik chuckled, "She doing you how she doing me huh?" Erik asked arrogantly. I rolled my eyes, "Had I not fucked, I wouldn't be in this shit!" I barked. Erik squared his eyes at me, as if he didn't expect my admission. "Damn, she really let you have it huh? She probably was thinking of me the whole time" Erik said in a cocky tone. "I'm not about to go back and forth with you about what she felt, but all I know is she didn't want ya boy to leave this morning & that's facts" I said shrugging my shoulders.

Erik seemed uncomfortable and looked away from me. "So what you call me here for?" Erik asked rudely. "Look E, you and Hazel need to squash this shit. I'm missing out on money because of you!" I said. "We had a deal! If you kept Hazel at bay and give her what I couldn't, whatever money I make off these appointments, I'd give you that. So what's the problem?" Erik asked.

My brother always had an ego problem, he knew his ability to service women was impeccable, but before I put him on; I had a high clientele.  "You get to fuck other women every night, and I have to watch my back if I'm not with Hazel! Come on bro! I'm not with this shit. And how do I know if you out here keeping your word? I had at least 4 women a day" I replied. "So you counting my pockets now? I told you I got you. I just can't do this shit with Hazel right now, she's too much and you know it. I got love for her but what she wants from me, I'm not ready to give her that; I'm definitely not about to give up what I got going on" Erik says running his hands through this dreads. "What makes you think I want to give this shit up either?! I can't run this gym without clients! I can't make any money if I'm caught out in the streets with her!" I said angrily.

Erik rolled his eyes. "Bro, I got you! I told you from day one ever since you put me on that we'd make more money together since we twins. And look what happened, you got your business and I'm still enjoying the fruits of my labor. Nobody can tell the difference between us but Hazel. You really think you gone lose clients if you're seen with her? If anything they'll just think that I cut my hair" Erik said in a chill tone.

My brother really is an ass at times, he doesn't think before he speaks. "Chill with the funny shit. You fucking up my money. How do I know you're not with any of my clients?" I questioned. "What does it matter? You making your money, and I'm fucking them!" Erik responded sharply. I grabbed the bridge of my nose, "She caught me with Jade this morning, and you know we were all together at the lounge last night" I admitted.

"And! Just because you fucked her this morning, and came back and hit Jade what's the problem? I've hit all of Hazel's friends and she doesn't seem to mind it!" Erik said nonchalantly. "This is different E, she was hurt. I ain't one to get caught, but I stayed longer than planned last night and I shouldn't have. I only got 3 hours of sleep, if that!" I admitted. "You should've just cancelled that shit with Jade and stayed with Hazel; that would've avoided this entire conversation right there!" Erik said. I hit my fist on the desk out of frustration. "You always think shit is a joke Erik. I'm not tryna get hurt over yo dumb ass. Either you tell this girl that we're involved an escort business, or I will" I demanded.