#Shelldon is almost done

[sorivii]

You know my Raph peepaw AU, no? Okey anyway, Shelldon being able to carry a older Raph will never not be funny to me. Like he did NOT expect them to carry him without a problem, Donnie made them sturdy for sureeee.😂😂

[tizeline]

TSAU Season 2 Finale - Part 2

Click here to get to Part 1

So Leo and Raph portal to Big Mama's hotel, Raph isn't very enthusiastic about making a deal with Big Mama considering Draxum has always warned them of how dangerous she can be, but it's not like they have a lot of better options. So while Raph is contemplating how to get BM's help without completely screwing themselves over, Leo immedietly jumps in as soon as they meet her and suggests that Raph can fight in the Battle Nexus in exchange for her help! Without consulting Raph about any of this first! Uh oh! So needless to say, Raph starts freaking out a little bit about this, which is made even worse when Leo just decides to reveal that the both of them were made from Lou Jitsu's DNA! UH OH!!

So the reason why Draxum has always tried keeping his sons away from Big Mama is because just them being genetically modified super soldiers already makes it more likely that BM would wanna kidnap them and force them to become gladiators in her Battle Nexus. This possibility doubles triples quadruples if she were to ever find out that they're more or less biologically speaking Lou Jitsu's kids. Not to mention she might wanna take revenge on Draxum for stealing Lou Jitsu from her. All of this is to say, Draxum has always made it very clear to his sons that this is something they need to keep hidden from her. It's a big secret. A big secret that Leo just revealed to Big Mama. The one thing Draxum told them not to do? Yeah Leo just did it. What the fuck.

Listen, Leo's inital offer of having Raph fight in the Nexus wasn't quite enough to get Big Mama to agree to the deal, she needed an extra push, so Leo took a calculated risk and revealed their secret origins. From here on out it plays out basically like in canon, with Raph freaking out the entire time. They both get Lou Jitsu outfits cuz Raph is basically being marketed as "Lou Jitsu Jr". Then when the battle begins Leo also gets yeeted into the arena, it's revealed that he actually planned this entire thing, him and Raph defeat the enemies and Raph is confronted witht he fact that Leo may or may not be a tactical genius???

No one ever really realized just how strategic Leo can be, including Leo! Granted, he can also be very impulsive and reckless at times so it's not entirely their fault no one ever realized Leo's full potential. That being said, he can clearly be real clever with coming up with strategies and plans when he puts his mind to it, he just outsmarted BIG MAMA! No one outsmarts Big Mama! Raph had already started to learn that maybe he should trust Leo a bit more than he usually does when he found out that Leo was right about the whole Dark Armour thing, but this moment right here really cements it for him. But with this little side-quest over and done with, it's time to head back to Donnie, April, Splinter and Shelldon.

So what have they been up to this entire time? Well, again it's rather similar to in canon, they've just been fighting Shredder the entire time lol, April gets to kick ass using a crane! Mikey doesn't get to yeet that big boat this time tough :( since he's not even here. What does still happen is that Donnie almost gets his fucking shell ripped to pieces by Shredder (he's called that for a reason ig). Donnie's battle shell in the AU already isn't really armour and it leaves half of his shell exposed, and he's not even weaing it right now! THANKFULLY he has gotten good enough at using his Ninpō at this point so that he can use that to shield himself, cuz otherwise LEMME TELL YA he'd be fucking DEAD.

Finally they end up that alleyway where Donnie have managed to calculate that Shredder is supposed to appear in. That's when Leo and Raph return with the mystic collar they got from Big Mama, again the rest basically plays out like in canon, Shredder shows up and they manage to get the collar on him and he's finally defeated, yay! Big Mama shows up, sends him to some magic prison dimension and I'm sure this is definitely not gonna become a problem later on, yay again!

With that entire distaster prevented, everyone is now tired as fuck so it's time to go home. With all the drama going on in the Draxum family at the moment, Splinter suggest that Leo and Raph should stay at his and Donnie's home, if only for a few days if they don't feel comfortable going back to Draxum. Leo and Raph decline though since they feel a responsibility to make sure that Draxum and Mikey are doing okay, especially since The Hidden City authorites may or may not come after them now that all their crimes have been exposed. But Leo and Donnie promise to meet up again soon now that they're officially BROS!

Aaaand that's the TSAU season 1 finale! A lot of stuff is gonna go down in season 2, like all the Draxum family drama, Mikey's angsty teen arc, Shredder coming back and causing problems, Mikey maybe getting a cat, Donnie properly bonding with at least some of his brothers, and finding out wherever Casey disappeared to! So yeah, stay tuned for that!

Also bonus doodle vvv

[paintedkinzy-88]

Let's take a step back (or rather, forward) and indulge my wandering mind. Behold! Bad Future Dragos!

I want it to be clear that these are at the... latest point in their lives (AKA, before they die) rather than all at the same time. The design choices are very deliberate in that case.

As always, off I ramble---

Raphael was often called the "Umbrella" of the Resistance, due to his habit of shielding those around him with his wings. He's always done this, ever since he was a dragonet, but the danger is much more real now, and he has a lot more people to protect. As it is, his wings are torn beyond repair. Unless he uses his Ninpo, flying is no longer an option. It's also because of this tendency to constantly throw himself into the front lines that he lost one of his legs. Lucky, Donnie was able to craft multiple prosthetics for him, as his size grew bigger and bigger each day, at a much faster rate than his brothers. Unfortunately, this also made him a bigger target, as he was the first Hamato casualty.

Speaking of Donnie, that serpent held the Resistance together, no doubt about it. He wasn't often put on the battlefield, as his skills were much more needed within their bases building defenses, weapons, armor, indoor gardens, and so much more. He was essential to their survival, working the hardest out of the group of engineers and construction workers they were able to recruit. However, after loosing his tail, back leg, and, temporarily, his voice to Krang hounds, he was kept strictly on base only, much to his dismay. With his focus so narrowed down to just build build build, Donnie created more and more pieces of tech to help him do so, like multiple Shelldon bodies and a constant supply of robot arms (that could of course be used as weapons in a pinch). In the end, keeping him so guarded didn't matter. When one of their hideouts was ransacked before they could escape, Donnie stayed behind to initiate a self destruct. He took out the sister Krang in the blast, as well as a sizable chunk of their army.

Leo was the seemingly fearless leader of the survivors, his way of words convincing countless people of all kinds to join their forces. He actually only took charge after Draxum's death, since the yokai had previous experiences in mass wars and lead them as well as he could prior to Leo. His fins have certainly seen better days, but swimming wasn't much of an option after a few years anyways, as the Krang eventually made the oceans far to toxic to be in. Eventually, with his fins so torn up, Donnie did make him prosthetic wings, as attacking from the air was such an incredible advantage. He also ended up taking one of Raph's old arms after a wound left them having to amputate, and resources to build a brand new one were slim pickings. Sadly, after Donnie's passing, there wasn't anyone with the same knowledge to fix and manage the wings, leading to them eventually just breaking off. Leo mostly uses them to stab aliens now.

Mikey gained a growing group of worshippers rather quickly. He hates it immensely, but his family finds it hilarious. With his mystic powers only gaining strength, and getting increasingly flashy as well, it wasn't too much of a surprise that people would see him as an angel, godlike figure, or deity. He was the heaviest hitter of the Resistance, even before Raph's passing, and spent any free time he had either speaking to their ancestors or helping people nurture the little remaining hope in their base. Despite being almost constantly on the frontlines of the worst battles, Mikey has the fewest scars.

AND, FINALLY: Heights. With a quickly added April to help out. Again, these are at the latest stage of their lives, because Raph would definitely have been Much Bigger Than That had he lived to be Leo's old man age.

(And Donnie has always been the taller twin. It's not his fault Leo had more time to gain a few inches on him.)

[httpvomitello]

Okay soooo~ this is my first time writing to ur acc but- I have a headcon idea about the rottmnt boys and I just laughed so hard on the inside- Okay so picture them with a short bestfriend/crush like around 5,1 or 4,11 you get the idea anyway- So their bestfriend/crush made a bet that they couldn't find them in 5-10 minutes and since reader is so short they can fit into any type of space like the kitchen cabinets maybe the ceiling maybe even the lab- and the boys are just looking around trying to find their bestfriend/crush and then maybe after so much time has passed their bestfriend/crush jumps out and scares the living daylights out of them- (*cough* Mostly Donnie or Leo *cough*) those two have the best reactions when caught off guard can't convince me otherwise- tho I feel like Donnie would be getting scared shitless the most because he always somehow forgets their bestfriend/crush is short af and can fit and hide anywhere and probably in his lab- Like just imagine Donnie in his lab working on shelldon only for their bestfriend/crush scare him shitless while he just stands there frozen staring into space trying to come back down to reality- because the poor guy got so scared his soul almost left him early- I'm actually dying picturing it and it being so fucking funny-🤣😂

Nooooo ~ The worst part is that I also find this funny 🥹 Anyways.... (I'm also short, and I think I would end up scaring them by appearing out of nowhere because of my height) Hope you like it! ♡♡♡♡

Starts off cocky

He’s laughing as he searches, all swagger, tossing out taunts like, “C’mon, this’ll be easy! You’re like, what, a foot tall?”

At first, he checks all the obvious spots, confident he’ll win

But when he doesn’t find them right away

He starts getting… annoyed

With each passing minute, he’s scrambling more and getting low-key panicked

(But will never admit it)

He’s crawling under tables, looking behind every cabinet, even balancing on his toes to check high places, muttering, “Where are you?”

By minute 9, he’s convinced they’re using some kind of stealth magic

Just when he’s about to yell for a hint

His friend leaps out of a high cabinet right above his head, shouting, “Found you!”

Leo jumps about a mile in the air and definitely lets out a yelp, only to turn and immediately play it cool

“Pfft, please, I knew you were up there the whole time,” he insists, laughing nervously while they’re laughing their head off

(He’ll never live it down).

Donnie approaches the challenge like a tactical mission

He’s positive his analytical skills will give him the edge, he’s done simulations for situations like this

He starts systematically checking everywhere he deems logical, mumbling calculations under his breath

He doesn’t even consider weird spots like tiny cabinets or tight spaces because he just assumes “they can’t fit in there.”

But as time ticks down and they still haven’t turned up, he starts… glitching

It bothers him that he can’t find them

He’s questioning his methods, his intelligence, his sanity

By minute 10, he’s pulling apart his lab in desperation, muttering, “Statistically, this makes no sense…”

Then...

BAM!

They leap out from behind a stack of lab equipment, yelling “BOO!”

He freezes

Doesn’t move, doesn’t blink, just stands there, eyes wide, brain processing while his crush is cracking up

It takes him a solid five seconds to finally exhale and snap back to reality, half-annoyed, half-awed

“How… what… That was highly unnecessary.” But inside?

He’s impressed. Very impressed.

Raph is convinced he’s got this in the bag

He’s actually low-key excited to find them

Searches quickly, carefully looking under furniture and checking behind things

His biggest worry?

Accidentally breaking whatever tiny space they might be hiding in

Around the 5-minute mark, he’s getting a little worried, muttering “Alright, you gotta come out sometime.”

(He’s trying to sound annoyed but is actually having a blast.)

After a few more minutes, they finally jump out from a hidden nook and yell, “Gotcha!”

He’s startled, sure, but instead of jumping, he just lets out a big laugh and grins wide

“Nice try, short stuff. Almost got me there.”

He’s proud

Just doesn’t totally understand why anyone would want to squeeze into such a tiny spot to hide

Raph will start opening the cabins more carefully from now on, afraid that they might be hiding there out of nowhere.

He’s 100% into it, like it’s a treasure hunt, bouncing from place to place, calling out, “Ready or not, here I come!”

He’s convinced his “hide-and-seek intuition” will help him find them in record time

But when he can’t find them, he only gets more hyped

For Mikey, it’s all part of the fun

At minute 10, he’s practically pleading

“Alright, you win! Just tell me where you are!” He even starts rapping, trying to coax them out

When they finally jump out, surprising him with a “BOO!”

He lets out a huge scream and then immediately starts laughing

“That was awesome! You’re like a tiny ninja or something!”

(Mikey gets a little paranoid though, thinking they're going to jump out at him out of nowhere.)

100% asks for a rematch immediately

Mikey just wants an excuse to play this all over again.

[dandylovesturtles]

more Firelined propaganda, because I love them. as always, Firefight is owned by @remedyturtles

for the @tmntaucompetition

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Somehow, their teammates are stable. As far as Donnie can tell, this is pretty lucky, given the shape they were in. The other Leo still hasn't come out of his shell, though, eerily silent where he's cradled in the other Donnie's arms. He hasn't wanted to let go, even since they moved the both of them to a cot, and Donnie can't blame him.

There'd been some more running around, some more efforts to get them treated and comfortable, over the course of the last few hours. And now Donnie is pretty sure it's late (or he's experiencing some kind of interdimensional jetlag), and everyone but him is asleep. They'd found another cot and forced Leo, shaking and clearly low on energy reserves, into it; he'd fussed and insisted he wasn't tired, but the moment his head hit the pillow he was fast asleep. It was a little funny - the kind of thing they could chuckle about now, so many months into Leo's recovery. Raph had slumped against the wall and Mikey had climbed into his lap to nap there.

Donnie had promised them he'd join them soon enough. But so far he hasn't moved from his chair by their teammates' cot, typing away on his wrist tech and occasionally asking Shelldon to run some calculations for him.

At least, Donnie thought he was the only one awake, but the longer he sits there, the more he starts to feel the telltale prickle of someone watching him. His eyes rise from his screens and meet the gaze of the other Donnie, awake and observing him from the cot.

He lowers his wrist and gives a little wave of his fingers to the other Donnie. "Do you need more painkillers?" he asks quietly.

(He really needs a distinct designation for their counterparts. He remembers Leo floating the names "Leonother" and "Donatwollo" and shudders. For now, he decides to mentally refer to them as Donnie-β and Leo-β.)

Donnie-β shakes his head. His eyes float beyond Donnie, to where Leo is asleep in his cot. He points and makes a sign that Donnie assumes is his name sign for Leo-β (different from the name sign for his Leo, which is interesting), then waits to see if Donnie understands. At his nod, Donnie-β proceeds to sign, "Sleep, how?" as best as he can under the circumstances.

Donnie lets out a huff that's almost a laugh. "I'm guessing your Leo also suffers from insomnia?" Donnie-β nods. "As it turns out, chronic fatigue is a surprisingly effective cure." Donnie turns back and glances at Leo, sleeping away. "Usually, anyway..."

There are sometimes days Leo suffers from both, too tired to move but unable to sleep. He's always especially emotional on days like that, and Donnie knows he hates it, so he's glad Leo's brain is letting him sleep tonight.

When he looks back, Donnie-β has a complicated expression on his face that Donnie doesn't know how to begin to unpack. After several awkward seconds of silence, Donnie-β signs again, just, "How?" this time.

"How was he hurt?" Donnie clarifies, and Donnie-β nods again. "It was... the Dark Armor. Draxum put him inside." At the wide-eyed look of horror on Donnie-β's face, Donnie comes to the conclusion, "That didn't happen in your timeline, did it?"

Donnie-β shakes his head. It's not a surprise, at this point.

"It seems to be a unique event to our timeline, at least insofar as those assembled here are concerned," says Donnie, flipping through screens to bring up the research he's done on the alternate timelines here. "So far I know of one other timeline where Leo was put inside the armor, but their circumstances are substantially different from ours." He looks back at their teammates, taking in their substantial injuries, then asks, quietly, "This wasn't the Shredder, was it?"

Tired, Donnie-β shakes his head. Then, with a trembling hand, he fingerspells, "Krang."

"We've heard of them," Donnie tells him. "In other universes... Well, it seems like no one got off particularly easily."

It takes some fumbling from his position, but Donnie-β manages to sign, "Maybe not you," indicating the entire group when he does.

Donnie just shakes his head. "We aren't any more lucky than you guys," he says, which makes Donnie-β's mouth twitch in a motion that is at once humorous and grim.

Another few minutes of silence follows, during which Donnie goes back to looking at his screens, mostly to give Donnie-β the illusion of space. He can tell Donnie-β is thinking something over and trying to decide if he wants to bring it up (pretty weird to see that thought process play out on a mirror of his own face, actually), and he also knows it will be easier for him to come to a decision if he's not being stared at.

Finally, Donnie-β motions for his attention, and, once he has it, signs out, "Was it bad?" before indicating that he's talking about Leo. "Mentally, emotionally," he adds.

Donnie grimaces. Ah, no wonder he debated over saying anything... This isn't a topic Donnie is eager to discuss, either. But he has a feeling Donnie-β must have a reason for asking, so he's willing to talk. A little, anyway.

"Yes," he says. And then, because saying it all out loud is starting to feel dangerous, he turns off his wrist tech and switches to modified ASL (luckily, other than the name signs, Donnie-β's version has been close enough for him to follow so far). "It was bad."

Donnie-β looks at Leo, hesitancy written all over his expression. "Can you tell me?" he finally signs, with shaky hands, like he's not sure he wants to know about it but has to ask.

Donnie hesitates, too. Talking about his brother's mental health issues to other people without Leo's permission is a line he would not normally cross. Leo deserves to control who has that kind of information about him, and in what circumstances they're told. In this situation, he doesn't think Leo would mind, but still...

He decides on a compromise. "I can tell you how it was for me."

Perhaps Donnie-β understands the thought process that led here, because he nods and doesn't press for more.

Donnie takes a deep breath and lets it out slow. Thinking about that time, at the beginning of Leo's recovery, is stressful and comes with no small amount of shame. But he can do it, if it will help someone else with their own troubles.

"He was struggling," Donnie signs, because that much he knows is safe to tell, "and I didn't understand. I pushed too hard. I needed him to heal on my timeline. I wanted things to be normal. I wanted to go back to how it was before."

He chews on his lip, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "I was scared. I felt like I was losing someone. I wanted my Leo," he uses his own name sign for Leo, then points to be sure Donnie-β knows who he means, "back. I wasn't ready to accept I wasn't getting him back."

Donnie-β's face seemed to drain of color, and he hugged Leo-β to his chest ever tighter. Donnie could only imagine what was going though his counterpart's head.

"Mikey," he fingerspells the name for Donnie-β's benefit, "said I was in mourning." He shrugs exaggeratedly - not because he doesn't believe Mikey, but because feelings have never been his area of expertise. "And that was okay. But I needed to love Leo where he is now."

He glances back at his brother, still sleeping soundly. He feels his heart swell when he does - that part, at least, had been easy.

"Leo is different now. And I love him." Donnie makes the sign for "love" extra exaggerated, to add as much emphasis as he can. "Who he is now. As much. More." He glances over his shoulder again and smiles at Leo.

Donnie-β listens. He puts his chin on Leo-β's shell, tapping out the same message to him again.

"...Scared," he rasps out loud, and his voice barely works; Donnie has to lean in to hear. But Donnie-β seems unwilling now to take his hands off Leo-β. "Of losing him for good."

Donnie's own stomach drops at the idea. He gives his head a firm shake, like that will banish it entirely, for both of them.

"You won't," he says. "You'll save him."

Donnie-β looks hauntingly unsure. "How do you know?" he whispers.

"Because you're Donatello Hamato," says Donnie fiercely, "and you can do anything."

Donnie-β doesn't smile, or laugh, or react in any way a Donnie might normally. Donnie supposes that Leo-β isn't the only one who's going to be different now.

But he nods, seriously, his hand keeping up the gently taps on Leo-β's shell.

"Wouldn't want... to give Donnies a bad name," he murmurs.

"That's right," says Donnie, a sigh in his voice. "And - not to sound like Raph here - but maybe you should start by getting some rest yourself."

Donnie-β lets out a noise that is close enough to an annoyed huff it makes Donnie smile.

"If anything happens-"

"We'll wake you. Don't worry."

A nod. Donnie-β's eyelids droop.

He's asleep soon, curled around Leo-β's shell even in slumber. Donnie makes sure the blankets are tucked firmly around both of them, then stretches.

"Shelldon, wake me if anything changes."

"Sure thing, dude."

Donnie looks at Raph and Mikey's mini-turtle pile, then turns back to Leo's cot. It's not really big enough for two, but without his battle shell Donnie is pretty sure he can make it work.

He tucks himself in behind Leo. Leo makes a soft noise in his sleep, turning over and curling into Donnie instinctively.

Donnie would never want anyone else for a Leo. He knows Donnie-β feels the same about Leo-β. And that's why Donnie can rest - believing, eventually, they would be okay.

[abbeyofcyn]

I hope you don't mind me sending the fanfiction through asks! I didn't know about posting it but wanted to share anyway!

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Two hours, it barely felt that way, but two hours have passed.

"Want me to take over?" Raph questioned, likely to the other two than to Leo, "Both of you must be tired."

Followed by an "I'm fine, thank you!" and "Just a snack break!"

Leo could barely hear his surroundings, eyes laser focused on the little parasite that had kept his brother in such a state for so long. It was almost over... They'd be free from this nightmare.

"Brain surgery takes four to five hours, but since I didn't have to cut him open we should be done soon," Leo mentioned, mostly to soothe their worries. Maybe also to calm himself down.

"How are you feeling, buddy?"

"Tired, cold... And thirsty." There was a weight to his voice, one Leo wouldn't usually hear from Donnie. "And ready for this to be- ACK!"

"Huh? You shouldn't be able to feel-" Leo's explanation was quickly interrupted by interjections.

"Sensei! His eye!"

"It hurts..."

"Leo!"

He wasn't giving up. "It's almost out!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it HURTS-"

"He's in pain!"

And Leo wanted his brother back. "Hold him down!"

Leo's eyes narrowed in focus, zeroing in on the problem. Keep a cool and steady head, calm down, and assess the situation, "It's trying to grab onto anything within reach."

"Leo! Just hurry up!"

Donnie thrashed. He was moving, the parasite was forcing him to jolt and thrash and neither the metal extensions nor Casey were strong enough. "Shit! Hold him!"

Raph rushed forward, hand on his plastron that moved to his shell. That soft shell. No, Raph!

Donnie's maw drew open, teeth bared and primed. Leo and Raph barely had time to register what it meant, barely had time to react.

"Raph!"

The maw came down on metal; SHELLDON's arm, but it was only a temporary fix.

Too much at once, too little time to think.

Come on, Leo! You have your quick thinking and Donnie's big brain! You're not losing your brother. You AREN'T, you CAN'T.

Pull yourself TOGETHER!

His eyes narrowed at the parasite. It thrashed, trying to grab onto his gloved arm but remain rooted to his brain. It wanted something organic.

Dread settled in Leo's stomach, but his mind was made.

It wants a host. I'll give it one.

He pulled the scalpel away from the portal, gripping the metal tight in his hands. It might just be the last thing he'll feel in that arm, he cherished the feeling. He'll fix it.

"Casey..."

He let his ninpo flood into the scalpel, feeling the light metal shift into the familiar weight of his katana. It wasn't about him.

"I need you to take this."

There wasn't time to hesitate. Not when his FAMILY was at stake. Leo handed Casey the sword.

"And when you see it."

With his teeth, he tore the glove off his hand. He let himself cherish the cool air and breeze, knowing it would be his last.

"I need you to cut off my other arm."

Oh man oh man oh man oh man

This is so good???? I love your writing and the colours you chose for their texts and idk why I was wondering why his text was purple as if I don't even know my own comic so it was extra cool to see it change to blue and aaaaaah

[4rs0n1stt]

“Experimental” // request

Donnie x GN!Reader

author's note; hello, yes, yes, yes i know. i have forgotten my sweet, sweet darlings, fear not! as i have been done by that devilish of hell (known as school) that has been upheld for the time being.

ok enough of that, this is requested by @/EvilAngelx on ao3(readers gender wasn't mentioned)

btw, will be doing a second pov for the rest of the fic !!

Synopsis: A crazed, infectious scientist and almost sane person swapped.

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You and Donnie were doing experiments as usual and doing ‘ordinary and basic things’ as what he said. Mostly Donnie was the one doing experiments, and you're just being...you. Sometimes, you help, sometimes you don't. There's really no in-between.

Donnie offered last night to you if you could assist him on this body experiment, based off something Henrik Ehrsson made. You didn't have any plans on the following day so you carelessly agreed. Dating the mad scientist does really infect your mental capacity and mental health (ironically). Yes, infect you. Doing experiments with him is fun. You do get teased here and there, mostly from Leo's but hell, you're having fun.

You spent a few minutes in his Laboratory, waiting for him to finish his techy stuff that you wouldn't understand. There are forms of equipment and tools that were made by his Ninpo, illuminating his dark purple tinted lab with bright purple lights. His Lab couldn't be more purple, you thought.

You then hear an ecstatic hum from him, meaning he must've finished his thing. The bright, translucent purple disappeared into the air, a few spectacles of rectangular shapes were visible as it dissipated.

"I apologise for the wait, my oh-so esteemed partner!" He gushed, it was sarcastic...or not? You don't know, he didn't say it in the third person view. But you had to imitate him, it was ‘the way of the two lovebirds’ way of flirting that Leo have said..

"Oh! My oh-so esteemed erudite and complex scientist of a partner! I have been withering in the relentless grasp of the monotony in your precious laboratory.." You hold out your arm in your chest as the other on top of your head like a damsel in distress. That's too much. But hey, he's dramatic as well, you're just imitating your boyfriend after spending time with him for years.

"Ok, primadonna, enough of that." He chuckled at your behaviour, proud indeed. He had a soft blush, he always loved being complimented even if it's sarcasm but both of you know that you mean it.

"Let's start, shall we? Shelldon will help us out as this experimentation does indeed work on two people.." The said robot appeared with confetti, introducing itself proudly and confidently. Donnie stared at his creation, deadpanning.

Shelldon has a proud smile to itself, ignoring the mess it created. It bowed or lowered itself to make a bow to you. Yes it's a thing, it's adorable, but he somehow acts like a human. I guess, that's what AI is. That's what Donnie's supposedly child is.

"Waasssup??" It didn't even look at it's creator, it looked at you. It was trying to impress you.

Before you could respond, Donnie cleared his throat. Trying to take the attention of the robot to himself. He looked at his floor once again and questioned it.

"Shelldon..clean the mess that you had created. Right. Now." He demanded, crossing out his arms like a father. He acts like Draxum and you can't unsee it. The robot grumbled, but looked at the floor. A cleaning bot was on its way. A dark purple metal robot vacuum went and cleaned the mess.

Shelldon hummed, saying a silent ‘Shit's sweet, huh?’ to Donnie. Donnie just lets it go as he remembered that you're in the scene, he knew you'll be upset AND defend Shelldon. Oh how heartbroken he is, seeing his beloved turning agains him.

He looked at you with narrowed and a little dramatic frown from him. You couldn't help but roll and smirk at his attempt to make you feel pity for him. He shakes his head, he tries to refuse his smile sneaking, denying his defeat from his son.

"Ugh, come on... let's start this experiment." He gets up, walking forward to a pair of built placed treatment or patient chairs on both sides with the middle having a monitor attached to it. Despite the other irrelevant technologies littered around it, it's fairly neat and well organised. Donnie does like his lab being organised, or maybe started to organise his technologies again after almost a few months had passed.

He signaled you to come near the closest treatment chair, you followed and knew what he was signaling. You went to the side and sat, you put your leg on the leg rest, not laying. You were anxious as always. It is scary. But you trust him and you would haunt him forever if something happened to you.

He noticed you, ah right.

"It'll be okay, hm?" He smiled, touching your hand genuinely. He means it, he always has, every single time. And you love him for that. You sighed, touched with just a minimum of affection he acts just for you. He's not really good with feelings (ok einstein), let alone being in a relationship, but he still tries.

You lay on the chair, crossing your arms and shuddering from the cold metal hitting your body despite wearing clothes. He flashed another smile and went to grab a goggle looking thing. It was that thing he was working on earlier but it's not that instead it's an extra one where it's already attached to the machinery or monitor next to it.

"Just tell me- tell Shelldon if anything hurts, alright, dear?" He assured you again, he was a littleeeee bit worried but he's confident in his abilities. Shelldon interrupted him, cringing from his father's unusual and unlike behaviour.

"Ewww, just get it on with it already dudes!" It shouts, narrowing it's own digital eye. You couldn't help but be embarrassed or flustered by it. You stare at Donnie once again. Smiling back.

He puts the goggles on your head, letting your sight take over the darkness. It was heavy, it made you stumble a bit but you didn't made it noticeable.

You heard some shuffling and some sounds; assuming it's from Shelldon flying around. You hear some clicks from the machinery, pressing keys in the keyboard.

You wait patiently yet nervously...

Then your vision was ingulfed by the lab's ceiling. You looked to the machinery next to you, wondering what's going on around you. You were only then got surprised, you next to the machinery, you were there laying. Is this the experiment? You feel a light weight on your head, you touched the goggles, confused on why the weight changed. Before you could touch it, you noticed your hands. Anddddd....

"Holy shit-" You heard Donnie's voice echoing from your own ears. It was you who made that. Damn.

"Ah...dudess? Father- there seems to be a problem- uh oh!" Shelldon taps aggressively on the keyboard with his mechanical arms. Your body quickly sits down from the chair but both legs are still on the leg rest. Your body gets closer to Shelldon, you couldn't really make out what expression you're making.

Is your body or Donnie panicking? Wait- Should you too????

There was a warning that popped up, before anything Shelldon pulled out extra pairs of mechanical hands and swept the goggles and threw it, causing an explosion. Good thing it was a bare spot.

You wide eyed now fully sitting upright. You looked at yourself, finding your body fully wide eyed, you were tweaking. Donnie's tweaking. I mean- atleast it was successful? Right?

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After calming down, which was about an hour. An hour of Donnie's body and your body fighting and defending Shelldon. It was hectic but you two tied, Shelldon didn't help much, he was making it worse by being a teaser to Donnie, throwing a raspberry in his eyes or a pixel emoji in its eye sliding.

But the experiment wasn't supposed to end up like that. It was only just a mere illusion, to see each other's perspective differently and even reacting to touch and whatnot. Instead of ending up on a safer option, you end up on this neural brain networks jibber-jabber swapping thing or what Donnie theorizes. Body swapping in history hasn't been achieved yet so it was still a mystery on how or why it happens. Maybe in the Hidden City perhaps? But you do know that Donnie isn't quite fond of mystic crap.

"Stop worrying! It's uhmm..not a big deal, right?" You tried to lighten the mood, still uncomfortable or unaccustomed to being in Donnie's body. Your body stared at you at disbelief.

"Dearest- we're literally IN another person's body! How can I not be worried-" Your body's hand frantically scattered, he was really freaking out.

"...BUT! IT'S QUITE EXHILARATING TO ACHIVE ON ONE OF THE MOST QUESTIONED AND THEORIZED EXPERIMENTS EVER!!! OHH!!! And- and..."

or not.

But you were damned surprised by his outburst, it was adorable but at least he's not that upset. Though, maybe you were the one who was freaking out. Yeah, this is pretty cool but it was quite terrifying.

He clears his throat, shambling you from your own over-scruntinizing.

"Cough cough. I mean is...that... I'll fix this, don't you worry." Your body nodded encouragingly, your body stands up and went to the explosion that occured and the machinery. Already dragging Shelldon. You would help buuuttt, what's fun in that?

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The rest of the week, you were scattered around the lair. His brothers were surprised, seeing their own brother outside of his lab almost everytime. It was fun pranking them, saying incoherent words or sentences that isn't even makes sense and it was Donnie's mouth and voice.

Of course, there were side affects on your action goofing around. And that is, going and fighting off crime. After being exposed and have been well-known after defeating a whole Alien Invasion can make them be heroes and being heroes mean, fighting off crime every now and then. Mostly, mystic crime, it's a necessity.

Going to battle with no knowledge of Donnie's ninpo is hard, it was later revealed when you, your body went and saved you from Ghost Bear's attack. Summoning a purple, mystic rocket to Ghost Bear's face. Yikes.

Then now, his brothers full know who's the real Donnie and who's not. There were some questions as expected but that means there's no fun anymore. Of course, you got scolded. Though, it's fun.

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author's note; didn't expect it to be this time consuming, i swear im trying to get my ass from the ground and be more productive. sorry for the wait @/EvilAngelx !!

I have yet another thought on making another book (not a request/onshot/headcannon) but with various!rottmnt x reader and set into a more modern or more neutral terms for mutants/yokai/magic and humans (basically, living with one another like it's normal)

[britt-kageryuu]

A stream is starting, but there is a new waiting screen, it flips through 'pages' of a photo album. In these 'pictures' is the guys, Splinter, April, and turtles that represent the Casey's, along with Shelldon and River, in Japan, and doing a wide variety of things. Them infront of famous structures, in an Arcade, visiting Hachiko, trying different foods, the group dressed in modified traditional Japanese clothing, and visiting the theme parks.

Chat was going a bit nuts over the pictures, some wondering if this is where they went, and why they hadn't done any updates on what was going on.

The screen changes, and Donnies model appears dressed in a royal purple yukata with black circuitry paterns, his mask with charms, black tabi, and purple zori. His model was sitting on the outer walkway of a traditional Japanese home. There is a tamaya type shrine with a black framed picture of a woman with long black hair and a kind face, incense holders, and a small vase of flowers sitting beside the picture, in the room behind Donnie.

"Greetings members of the bale. Sorry we weren't streaming or posting for the last week or so. We had an unexpected trip to visit family in Japan. Apparently there was some family drama that we were being pulled into because Papa despite how he is, and not really keeping in touch with them, is the head of the family. Annoyed Sigh."

A notification comes in with a donation. "Welcome Back! Did you have fun in Japan?"

Donnie nodded, "Well after mending the family drama, we did have fun. Though we had some interesting problems with Reds height, it was still fun. Even if our extended family was a mixed bag of suck ups, narcissist, and a few genuinely pleasant people."

Another notification with a question, "What was the family drama? Sorry for being nosy, we're just all curious."

"Another Annoyed Sigh. It was very stupid in my opinion. We have a cousin that wanted to go against the norm and family traditions, to follow their dreams... and become the Japanese equivalent of a drag queen. A Otokonoko might be the right term, but it might be something else." He paused to take a drink, "Some of the family thought it was a big disgrace, but Dad brought out the fact that he ran away from home to be an Actor, and he on quite a few occasions, dressed in drag for a film. That shut them up real quick." Donnie has a very smug look on his face.

"And some people wonder were we get our flamboyance from." Donnie strikes a pose with a slightly flirtatious look on his face, before going back to his original sitting position and more flat expression with a slightly smile.

"Anyway, I will be doing a bit of storytelling of our trip tonight, because the others are still trying to get used to the time change. Insomnia was not kind to pretty much everyone."

The chat was questioning if there had been more to the drama than that, but knew the guys will ignore almost any questions they don't want to give the answers for.

The rest of the stream was a mix of Donnie talking about places they visited while showing pictures of the area, local food, a few cats, and local artwork, and a slight AMA because the chat kept asking for more stories from the trip even if they were just a short 'Blue almost tripped into a koi pond because he was distracted.'

Though a few highlights included a story of Blue taking a detour to visit his boyfriend's family, which was an adventure in itself. And Donnie talking about the weird tech they found in some shops in Akihabara.

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Masterpost

[spoopyblues214]

IKEA

A ficlet about a dream I had where I went to ikea with the disaster twins. Second person, you decide if it's platonic or romantic I don't know lmao

Also to the ask I got, requests are open! Yours will be next and to anyone else who's interested just send an ask

Word count: 610

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You walked through the entrance with the two turtles, only for Leo to take your hand and pull you along. Apparently, you hadn't been walking fast enough for the slider. In turn you grabbed onto Donnie's arm, making him fumble his phone before holding it with just his free hand and giving you the other one to hold. When Leo slowed, he swung your hands back and forth, which you gladly attributed to. Donnie rubbed circles and lines onto the back of your hand as the two of you walked, but he didn't look up from his phone.

Every now and then Leo would break away and come back to show a silly trinket or make a pun on the swedish name for an item, which had you smiling and rolling your eyes. Donnie didn't gain any interest until the displays turned into example rooms, which is where he began to split off and mumble to himself about the decor. You'd follow, stand next to him and rock on your heels unless you felt like picking up a smaller thing to inspect in the fake bedrooms. Once you got to the display kitchens, Donnie got this strange look in his eye, and you couldn't decipher it until he spoke.

"Shelldon's been struggling processing things lately, though I'm sure you wouldn't know anything about that."

I had to try very hard to keep from smiling, before replying, "I'm not the one keeping him from recharging his energy at night, working on hundreds of unfinished projects."

He failed at hiding his smirk about the fact that you were in on the joke, but still continued, "oh, I'M the one keeping him from recharging? Maybe if you didn't get him sucked in to all those video games-"

"You're upset with me for rewarding good behavior? Don, when I'm not around he's miserable," the argument had been started, and the fake anger providing entertainment from passersby was rewarding.

It was especially fun for the two of you to walk the tightrope that the little drone could be an actual kid. Leonardo had come by with wooden birds on metal wire legs only to almost drop them at the shouting match the two of you had gotten into. Though, after his jaw un-dropped, he was losing his shit, trying not to laugh and fighting an uphill battle whenever someone passed by and made faces at the two of you arguing. He made damn sure to take pictures to laugh at later. The two of you came to the conclusion that Donnie would stop keeping Shelldon operating even if he was still working on something after twelve am. You would have to stop pampering him for every little thing, even if you were the only one who did so for the little drone.

You took both your turtles hands and led them to the cafeteria, where Donnie had just the meatballs, you had yours with gravy, and Leo had his with the lingonberry sauce. When Leo was done he kept stealing your mashed potatoes, so Donnie gave you his after you ran out. After lunch you all made for the exit, Leo still appearing with random items that caught his interest, though he stopped with the puns. You were easily distracted as Donnie went and paid for something.

Once out the door, the slider teleported all of you back to the layer, where you were scooped up by Raph for a movie night. Later that night you found a stuffed turtle on you bed that looked a little derpy, the tag labeled "BLÅVINGAD." How the twins had managed to sneak it past you was a mystery.

[donnies-imaginary-uranium]

April had insisted on not bringing a destructive hatchling into her home, already having one that tended to get jealous easily.

She had made Donnie bring her to his forge, but he only did so on the promise she would neither touch anything or tell the others what they were up to.

Of course, both of them were horrendous liars, Donnie because of the awkward way he talked when he was lying, and April for the quilt she would feel afterwards along with the slight stutter. Leo caught them halfway through the liar, sneaking through the atrium.

���And what might you two be doing at this odd hour?” He asked in a cheeky tone like he was insinuating something.

“Nothing- nothing at all!” Donnie almost yelled back. “I just finished a new project and thought April would appreciate it!” He said with a toothy smile, just short of being normal.

“Right! He promised he’d make me a new axe after last mission.” she cut Donnie a glare with no real malice. He supposed he did need to get on that.

“Oh good. I’d love to see it,” Leo said with that grin that meant he knew exactly what he does doing. Donnie silently cursed his twin for being so nosy.

“Oh but wouldn’t it be cooler if you saw it in action first?” Donnie suggested, “like the drill! Think about how revolutionary that’ll be once it’s done.” He was really grasping at straws.

Before Leo could answer, Donnie grabbed his shoulders and started walking him towards his own room, away from the forge.

“Oh come on!” Leo whined, “now I’m excited.”

“It’ll have to wait.” Donnie grit his teeth. He pushed Leo into his room and bolted away.

“Oh my Thor, fine!” Leo yelled after him, “but I’m telling Raph that you’re hiding something!” And wasn’t that a lovely thought?

Donnie flipped him off as he ran back towards the atrium. Stupid twin sense. Stupid, nosey, dumb dumb Leo!

It wasn’t really that Donnie wanted to hide this from his family, it was more that he wanted to be given the time to handle this on his own (with a bit of big sister April help). Despite being totally capable of most things, he couldn’t help but feel coddled by his brothers, especially in battle when he didn’t have a dragon. Even if Shelldon wouldn’t be able to do much to fix that, the little hatchling was still a new opportunity to prove himself.

Because he didn’t need his brothers to get him out of every little mess. He could handle himself perfectly fine.

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[andromeda-galaxy2877]

AADD Snippet

Hello all! Sorry for the complete radio silence as of late, this year has been off to a rocky start for me. But I am finally back to working on my apocalypse fanfic Ashes Ashes, Dust to Dust. I don't think the actual chapter will be done anytime soon, so I wanted to share a snippet of the first scene with you guys! (it's also a snippet of the rough draft so it's not fully edited yet!)

Ashes Ashes, Dust to Dust Chapter 25: I Think It's Time to Say Goodbye.

Donnie was on his feet in an instant. Steadily rising panic fluttered in his chest, his heart like a panicked bird in his ribcage. Lita shrieked, the seven-year-old dashing from her cousin’s side to cling to her father’s leg as the Lab continued to flash with purple light, the alarm blaring.

“WARNING! WARNING! BREACH IMMINENT!”

‘Damnit, damnit, damnit!’ The softshell could hear panicked screams outside of his workshop, thundering footsteps as hundreds dashed madly through the Base. He was unsure how organized the panic was, if the steady thrum of terror had yet to be channeled into a proper evacuation.

‘That’s my job.’ He reminded himself, swallowing dryly as he looked back down at the children. Junior was looking up at him with massive, wide brown eyes. Almost like a fawn— completely frozen. Ella was too young to even understand what was happening, but seemed to at least recognize the fear in the air.

“Uncle Tello?” Junior’s lip wobbled as he finally seemed to snap out of it, “What’s happening? Did they find us?”

“Looks like it.” Donnie replied, tone clipped. And in an instant, his fear was— for the most part— washed away. He had a job to do.

“Kendra, Shelldon, organize the evacuation of all important files in the Lab. Get as many unuploaded blueprints, or any tech small enough to carry, within the next ten minutes.” He ordered, turning to look at the human. ‘If the breach just started, we should have enough time for that.’ 

While Shelldon immediately zipped away, Kendra didn’t move for a moment, her gaze clouded. Likely swamped with memories of her time in the Krang’s prison camp— ‘Sucks but now is NOT the time!’ Donnie thought, snapping his fingers in her face. “Kendra, now!”

The woman jolted, eyes snapping up to meet his. Without another word, she darted off, shouting to the others still in the Lab. Donnie was relieved to see that while some had made a run for it in the initial panic, most had stayed and were quickly mobilized into helping. 

‘One less thing to worry about.’

“Uncle Tello, what should I do? Should I help? I can help!” The sound of Junior’s voice had him looking back down, expression twisting at the pure fear on his nephew’s face. The desperation in his little voice, trembling harder as a distant BOOM echoed down to them.

“No, you three stay put.” Donnie shook his head, gently prying Lita off of his leg and pushing her into her cousin’s arms. She accepted this with only a little confused whimper as Donnie moved to kneel in front of a safe beneath his desk, punching in a code. The door opened, the softshell taking a moment to brush any lingering dust off of the weapon before turning to hand it to Junior— with minor difficulty due to the child’s arms being full.

“Is this…?”

“The prototype for our project.” Donnie answered, getting down onto one knee in front of the kids. “It’s a gift for you— though I didn’t get to add the finishing touches yet.”

Junior blinked down at the object with wide, shimmering eyes. “It’s…like Mom’s. I didn’t know we were making a hockey stick.”

“I may have adjusted the blueprints a bit so that you wouldn’t realize.” Donnie replied dryly. “It looks like you’re gonna need it sooner than I had anticipated.”

Junior tightened his grip on his weapon, expression turning determined. “We’re gonna kick some Krang butts! And I’ll help!”

‘That’s the spirit.’ Donnie thought, wincing as the entire Base rocked with another perfectly-timed explosion.

He was unsurprised when his communicator started buzzing, quickly answering the call before even checking who it was— not that he needed to. He already knew, swallowing as his gaze landed on his twin’s name right before Leo’s frantic voice came through the speaker.

“Donnie! What the hell is going on there?!”

“We got a code pink??” Mikey sounded just as terrified as his older brother did, voice shaking somewhat. It sounded as if they were running.

“Yes, we’ve been located.” Donnie replied, on edge. “Putting out an evacuation order in just a moment.”

“We’re on the way.” Leo’s voice became steely, “Give us thirty minutes, alright?”

“No, we don’t have thirty minutes.” Donnie snapped as the Lab rocked again, with enough force to cause a few engineers across the room to shriek. The softshell continued in the same clipped tone, “No, head to Big Mama’s shelter. The security system there isn’t completely up-to-date, it’ll need to be upgraded, but it’s good enough for now.”

“If we can help—”

“By the time you get here we’ll have evacuated.” Donnie replied bluntly, spinning around as the Lab doors slid open. Not surprised in the slightest to see April crossing the room in long strides, her eyes wild. He didn’t bother greeting her as she halted beside him, continuing to speak to his brothers. “There’s no point, and there’s no help you can offer. Do me a favor and call Big Mama ahead of time to let her know we’re coming.”

“...Alright Dee.” Mikey answered, Leo completely silent. “Stay safe, okay?”

“I will.” Donnie promised. “I’ll see you two when we get there.”

“...Are the kids okay?” Leo’s voice finally returned, quiet and subdued.

“All three are with me. I’ll make sure they get there in one piece.” 

“...Okay. Thank you. See you soon, Dontron.”

“See you soon.” Donnie replied quietly, watching as the communicator light winked off.

[apalonecreations]

Analysis time with 0thello: (Disaster twins edition)

So I was reading a fic (shocker) and I'm realizing just how alike Donnie is to Draxum and Leo is to Splinter. As if it were intentional parallels between the brothers and them. For example: Leo fucked up a bunch of times to the point of almost dooming humanity (Kraang) just like Splinter had (Shredder), and Donnie made life threatening experiments and even created new sentient life (Shelldon) and mutated things purposefully (I.e. The worm from witch town) like Draxum had. I could go on about this because it's actually wild to me how eerily similar this is. These are near perfect parallels which makes me think they would have done something with that later on in the series if it hadn't been cancelled. Similar to what they had done for Raph & Leo, Donnie & Mikey, Leo & Mikey (ish) and Mikey & Raph but to a much larger extent. Perhaps it could have shown up later on, had the show gotten it's full 7 seasons like it should have. It upsets me that (if they were going to) they didn't get to have that character arc between them like they had with the others. It would have been really interesting to see. Like would Donnie have had a villain arc? Would they have had something like Leo had with Raph where it was constant arguing except it got progressively worse? Perhaps it could have ended up with some form of kidnapping and/or manipulation with one of the two and the other was forced to help them despite their fighting beforehand. Who knows.

[thegl0bgl0gabgalab]

@hurtcember: Collapse

Donnie knows he’s done for when the Shredder��� well… shreds through all of his tech. That was everything he had, and it wasn’t even close to being enough. 

Activating the blasters on his metal shell, he makes a break for the sky. He just needs to gather himself and his thoughts. If he can get away from it, he has a better shot at attacking.

The turtle is ripped out of his thoughts when a cold claw grabs his ankle with an iron grip. The blasters are torn from his back, causing his battle shell to move and dig painfully into his leathery carapace. If the bruises already starting to form weren’t enough, the Shredder drags him closer for another swipe. 

When Donnie sees that steely silver claw rise above him, he knows what is soon to come. Acting almost purely on instinct, he thrashes and squirms, squeezing his eyes shut as the metal flies toward him at speeds he can’t process. 

He feels the warm liquid spilling down his back before he feels the injury itself. Quickly having pooled at the bottom of the battle shell, blood begins to seep out of the three massive gashes in his tech. This is it. 

This is goodbye. 

I hope my brothers are OK. And Dad, and Shelldon, and April.

This is not how I wanted to go out.

When Donnie blinks open his eyes, the first thing he notices is his brothers. The second thing he notices is the fact that he is currently being crushed in a hug. And the third thing he notices is the pain. Oh wow the pain. His shell is on fire- why is he burning?? 

Raph’s mouth is moving, but Donnie can’t hear a word. His eyes flick around to survey his current situation, and… the fight is over? The Shredder is gone. His brothers are talking about going home.

We don’t have a home anymore. Everything will be gone.

But, regardless, his dad begins to herd them in what is most likely the direction of their sewer. 

Donnie’s ears are ringing. Everything is wrong. He can barely stand, let alone walk. He has no idea how he finished the fight, but he sure-as-shell isn’t moving now.

He blinks his eyes back into focus to see Leo staring down at him, saying something, but all Donnie can hear is his own heartbeat. It picks up pace, and his vision blurs. His twin grabs his wrist and hauls him to his feet, causing the world to spin and swirl. Ooooh no.

The momentum he gained from being hoisted up carries over to when he’s upright, and Donnie can only watch as he falls forward. As I said before, oh no. 

Leo breaks away from the hug with a tired but genuine grin. At least it’s over. He allows his gaze to sweep over his brothers, assessing their current states. Man, I’m turning into Raph. He chuckles to himself. “Well, it’s been a good one but I’m ready to hit the hay. It’s been a loooong… uh… one, two, three days.”

Splinter butts in, “yes. We are all exhausted. Rest would do us well. Come with me, boys, home is this way.” He points them to a (half-wrecked) sidewalk.

“Woof! I am beat!” Leo turns toward Donnie. “And I bet you wanna get back to your tech, eh Dontron?” 

He pauses when he gets no response. “Donnie?” Leo twists back around to face his twin, who hadn’t stood up after the hug. “Hey, Dee,” he squats down, “you alright there?” His eyes are barely tracking… “Coooome on.” He grabs his twin’s wrist and gently tugs him to his feet.

He watches Donnie’s eyes in hopes of seeing any flash of recognition, but his stare remains blank. To make matters even worse, his twin, as opposed to standing, starts to tip over. “Shit-”

He lunges as fast as he can, wrapping his arms around the now unconscious turtle.

“Leo? What’s goin’ on?” The blue-clad turtle sees Raph start walking back toward them.

“I don’t know! Donnie just collapsed!”

“WHAT?!” Splinter and Mikey’s voices join Raph’s.

“WOAH WOAH! Don’t crowd me. I’m gonna try to see what’s wrong.” Very slowly, Leo lowers his twin to the ground. Holding him up, he looks over Donnie’s front. Nothing. That means… He lays him face-down over his leg and oooooh no. 

His brother’s shell, his soft, leathery shell, was shredded. His battle shell had been cut through like butter, leaving a large portion of his softshell exposed and open to injury. Actually, the battle shell had possibly made the gashes worse. Shards of purple metal had been bent inward and shattered, then pressed into the shell, further desecrating Donnie’s carapace. “Shit…”

Leo draws in a deep breath. “We need to get home, now.”

[yarrow-remains]

[Yarrow wakes up in her Medbay cot. She looks around at her surroundings spotting who she thinks is named Darner on another cot and no Retro to be seen. She sits up feeling different pangs of pain in different places despite there being no injuries there. Suddenly she realized some of her stuff was in her wreck of a room so she gets up, holding her gut, and makes her way to her room, using the wall as a guide.]

[Once she was there, everything was a mess. Almost completely destroyed. She stumbles into the room fast, collapsing to her knees so she can dig out anything. She finds a sleeve of a jacket and pulls it out, dusting it off. It had a few new holes in it but it was otherwise ok so she puts it on, hugging herself once it was on. She continues her search to soon find her boots and realizes she only had socks on this entire time since that fight. After putting on her boots, she spots something else, making her walk over and move stuff around to find the console and gaming controllers that Shelldon gave her. The memory plays out in her mind of how she got the console. It was.. nice.]

[Without a second thought, she takes anything she can find that was apart of the gaming console set up. Once she was done, she returns to the Medbay with the gaming things in hand and puts them next to her cot. She sits down and examines the console to check for damages; it was nothing too serious, she’ll just fix it if it does end up bugging out. Yarrow sighs in relief as she puts down the console next to the cot and lays down, falling asleep content.]

[nights-flying-fox]

Deep (Purple) Thoughts (and Realizations)

As Donnie repairs Shelldon, he comes across some realizations which lead to some discoveries. It turns out there is still much unsaid about the invasion, even after weeks. (Aka Donnie remembers he records everything all the time.)

AO3 Link <3 | chapter 2

Chapter 1: Some Questions and Answers

 "Are you done?"

 "No."

 "When will you be done?"

 "I told you about five minutes ago."

 "It was like five hours ago."

 Donnie rolled his eyes at Shelldon's behavior. He knew exactly how long it would take to repair the remaining parts, and yet he kept asking the same thing.

 The softshell was so glad for that though.

 "After finishing up with this I'm checking your time management system," Donnie replied. He was confident that there was no mistake in Shelldon's time management system.

 "No way!" Shelldon protested. "I can't stand still for another hour here."

 "Then stop whining, I'm almost done." Donnie said.

 Shelldon groaned.

 The truth was Donnie could have had Shelldon fixed entirely while he was offline, but… it already had been several months since he last saw his drone aliv— working. 

 Perhaps it was better that he didn't have the chance to repair him fully before the invasion. It was as if Shelldon was the only one who was still the same as before the events of Krang. And there was also the fact he hated the idea of the possibility of losing Shelldon again, ripped in pieces, or worse controlled by the Kra—

 Not thinking about that.

 Donnie bit his cheek as he focused on his work. Repairing Shelldon's rotor. Right. Not thinking of the possibility of almost losing another member of the family again. Nope. Nothing of the Shredder or Krang. Not thinking about that at all.

 "How long—"

 "Thirteen minutes and thirty seconds." 

 There was a moment of silence. Donnie missed the way Shelldon looked at him. His mind was occupied with what else he could do for Shelldon if there was anything else left… 

 "Hey, Donnie," Shelldon cut his thoughts in half. "You still haven't filled me in on what happened while I was out."

 Donnie didn't stop working as he talked, "We defeated Shredder. Found out about Hamato Ninpo. Saved Dad. Befriend Cassandra Jones- A.K.A. Casey- and prevented the end of the world again after just a few months." Donnie summarized the last few months. It sounded so simple when you put it like that. "There is more detail of course, and there is the fact that Splinter made Leo the leader."

 "You're kidding!" Shelldon exclaimed. "You need to share the details dude! You can't just say 'prevented the end of the world' and move on like it's nothing."

 He hated thinking about that. But also, he couldn't avoid the topic, not for long at least. "An alien species from ancient times that was trapped in the Prison Dimension got freed and we had to fight against them. They are called Krang and are very disgusting. Both personality wise and in the looks. They are also equally dangerous." 

 Shelldon seemed to miss the whole point of the world almost ending. "Oh you better have pictures of them!"

 "Of course I do. I'm sure even humans do too, but possibly blurry ones." Donnie replied. He ignored the fear of possibly someone taking their pictures during that time.

 "Then what happened? Did you use that Ninpo thing you mentioned earlier? Used your latest rocket prototype? Or the drill?" 

 Why was he so excited— "Yes and no. It was a complicated fight, Shelldon."

 "But you kicked their butts." The drone said excitedly. “Right?”

 "We sure did. They're never going to bother us again." Never again never again never again—

 There was a huff, "Man I wish I was around and not having code issues. I can't believe I missed something like that."

 Donnie could never disagree more. "Yeah… I don't think you'd like the end of the world though."

 "I dunno," Shelldon shrugged. "Surviving an alien invasion sounds cool."

 Donnie didn't say anything, the less he knew the better anyways.

 Then Shelldon's eyes turned to Donnie. "Hold on!"

 What?

 "You still record everything, right?"

 Wait.

 "Can I see them?" 

 He got it all recorded.

 Donnie froze with the realization. He had it all recorded. All of that. Every single second against the Krang. 

 And he had completely forgotten about that.

 "Donnie?"

 This meant he had Raph's time with the Krang recorded, he had his and Mikey's time in the subway car recorded, he had Leo's fight against the Krang recorded—

 "Donnie, you okay dude?"

 He had everything recorded. 

 Oh God, he was going to throw up.

 "...Does it mean I can't?" Shelldon asked as he turned towards Donnie. 

 The turtle simply shook his head as he tried to gather his thoughts (and completely ignored the fact that Shelldon most likely would try to watch the records eventually). "No, no one watches the records. None of them. Now, you better not move too much, mister, I still have a lot of work to do.” He hoped his voice was calmer than his hands.

 Shelldon rolled his eyes but said nothing more. Perhaps he had noticed Donnie’s stress, or maybe he had given up on seeing the records this way. But the silence wasn't long. After a few minutes, he talked again, “Hey, Donnie?”

 “Hmm?”

 “Is everything okay?”

 Donnie stopped and looked into his eyes. He wasn’t sure what to exactly say. The truth was that, no, it wasn’t okay yet. Only around two months had passed since the invasion, and Leo still hadn’t fully recovered. All of them still had scars from that time, both physically and mentally, healing.

 And he has it all recorded.

 Donnie remembered how his brothers put themselves in danger.

 Every second of it.

 The way they were so ready to sacrifice themselves. 

 "When I get to the other side, you close that door."

  The way a dum-dum did sacrifice himself.

 “Took you guys long enough.”

 But also… they were safe. All of them were safe. The answer was simple then. “Yes, why?”

 The turtle couldn’t tell what Shelldon was thinking. “Oh okay.” He said, and then added, “01001001 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101.”

 Donnie smiled and relaxed a bit. (When had he gotten so stressed? There was no reason for him to breathe so fast, except the awful realization which didn’t matter at all.) At least Shelldon seemed to finally understand the significance of the meaning of "the world's end". 

 “01001100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110100 01101111 01101111 00101110,” replied Donnie, continuing his work. “But you still aren’t getting access to the records.” He smirked. No one is going to any time soon.

 “Aw, man!” Shelldon whined.

 And Donnie, for a moment, forgot about the Shredder, the Krang, and the recordings, and focused on being able to chat with his drone again. At least he had him back, and everything would be alright, right?

[skelebab]

*bats my eyes at you cutely*

My rise sep au :D

A break down of each of the bois

Champion (Leo)

- he was found by big mama and raised to be a battle nexus champion

- very showy and confident (at least outwardly) and has the combat skills to back it up

-lou jitsu's number one fan

- used to duel wield, but no longer can due to an injury he got in one of his earlier fights

I knew immediately what I wanted to do with him cuz I wanted to play with him wanting to be his brother's champion in the show (like in the maze ep)

Mystic Warrior of The Sun (Sunny (Mikey))

- ended up in witch town

- started using his mystic powers at a young age and quickly became a master

- took out those monster dudes as a child, and so the citizens treat him like a hero (more like a deity tbh)

- decided they should keep the friendship celebration around though, because he liked it, but instead of there being a spell they just make a really big pot of soup

- uses Dr. Delicate Touch and Dr. Feelings to help deal with people's day to day problems

- can sense the other turtles' existences, but has faith that they'll find their way to him one day

- really wishes that people would stop insisting on calling him by his full title

-draws on his pants

I just really wanted Mikey to be in witch town and also wanted him to overtake it (like in the mystic library's kid section)

Purple (Donnie)

- lives with splinter

- April is his best (and only) friend

- has more robot kids (made metal head as a little kid to keep him company, SHELLDON as a preteen to help around the lair, and Iris as a teen to help with his plants)

- has a lot of plants

- makes clothes (most of April's closet is Genius Built (tm) apparel)

-wears a hoodie over his battle shell at all times (battle shell is more for equipment and not protection)

I liked the idea of Donnie being almost the same, but all his machines work and he has separation anxiety. That's p much it

Soldier (Raph)

- the one turtle Draxum didn't lose

- bigger and stronger because he's been training to be the perfect soldier all his life (and Draxum has def done some experiments on him)

- calls Draxum "boss" because of hugin and munin

- still secretly loves soft things

- was raised to hate humans

I saw Raph being a big bulky intimidating guy who can and might crack a skull but who still loves stuffies and is a softy at heart and said "bet"

More arts :)

They're silly together

Soldier really tries to get Champ to like him, but it's hard when the slider is the way he is

Tumblr isn't letting me add anymore pics, so I'll put the last few in a separate post! :)