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Random Turtle Thoughts...

(Future Rise Donnie)

(Be forewarned... this one is gonna hurt)

Donnie sits off alone, preparing himself for what is about to come. He needs this moment to collect himself. In only a few minutes he'll be called upon to be the very best he's ever been. The lives of everyone left depending on he and his brothers to hold off the horde of Kraang. One last time.

You approach your husband slowly. Trying in vain to etch every single facet of his entirety to into your memory. Standing before him, your heart clenches so strongly, it nearly brings you to your knees. He seems so calm. So at ease. Knowing that this is all that's left. There was nothing more any of them could do.

His eyes lift to yours. His expression so soft and relaxed, you had almost forgotten what it looked like when it wasn't contorted in relentless self-abusive, torturous thought. And he actually manages to give you a genuine smile, reaching out his hand to you.

You accept his grasp eagerly, the tears already working themselves free.

"It's okay, Dove. We always knew it was going to end this way," he soothes.

"I want to stay with you," unable to force the words out above a wet whisper.

"You're always welcome with me," tone tender, comforting. His strong hand offering yours a gentle squeeze.

"I know," you choke out. "But I'm in a bit of a conundrum right now. You see, if I stay with you, then I'm breaking my promise. Something I swore I would never break. No matter how strong the temptation."

Donnie's brows knit slightly, waiting attentively for you to elaborate.

Your fingers pet over his. Still hoping to imprint the feeling deep inside so you can never forget.

"Do you remember? When we were first together. Playing that stupid what-if game while we worked? You told me that I would always be welcome with you. Even in the end. No matter what. Except for one single exception. Do you remember that? The one thing you made me swear would matter more."

Your husband's eyebrows raise high. And his mouth hangs open slightly, while his chest begins to heave as understanding settles over him. Then his eyes dart to your tummy, just in front of him, as salty moisture floods his lower lids.

Strong hands, always so sure, so steady, tremble as they reach out to take your hips, and pull you to him. He presses a hard kiss through your shirt, just above your bellybutton. And whispers confessions of love into the material.

You have to turn your head away. Too wrought with emotion to witness what you used to dream for. Eyes shut fiercely; one hand clasped hard over your mouth. Still unable to stifle the unbearable agony in the profoundness of this moment.

Donnie drops his forehead against your stomach and weeps openly. As he allows the full force of his own emotions to rattle his body. Giving in fully to permit the sharp, crippling pain of such joy. His hands clutching desperately tight to your hips.

Tight enough perhaps to leave one last set of bruises in the flesh that touch has worshipped so. Bruises in the shape of your cherished one's fingertips. A tragic parting gift in memory of his devotion. Ones you'd try again and again to keep from fading away.

The two of you stand this way a moment. One hand resting on the back of his head, the other still clamped over your mouth. Neither of you able to see past the pool of tears. Drowning in the heart-wrenching elation of it all.

Then you straddle his legs. And he pulls you in close, burying his beak in tight against the crook of your neck. His whole form shaking now in wake of his jubilation. Of his grief. Savoring being together like this. For only moments, maybe even seconds more, before the final evacuation separated the two of you forever.

Resting his chin over your shoulder, to hold you as close as possible, Donnie raises his loved soaked eyes skyward. To the clear, star-laden cosmos above, stretching as far as the eye could see. And he couldn't help but feel a deep thread of envy.

So envious of those stars, in all their infinite lifespan. The very stars that would gaze indifferently upon his last, would also witness the breath of his greatest creation's first. They'd sit above, night after night, watching year after year, everything he wouldn't.

And in that flush of envy, Donnie vowed to give his all.

All - to a life he knew he would never see.

@luckycharms1701 @yorshie @justalotoffanfiction @celticvix @writinandcrying @donniesgirlie @thelaundrybitch @gornackeaterofworlds @turtlecleric @thejudiciousneurotic @khayalli @desceros

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does anyone understand my curse

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Just to let you know, this is the seventh time that Rise has been trending on Twitter this month. New fans are discovering Rise all the time. Keeping the fandom alive, keeping the hope alive, is how we will get new Rise content. Every little effort help.

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Busted

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Brainstorming with Ames #2

If Karai's not really dead, at least not spiritually...

Then maybe the same can happen with the Hamato brothers. I see this power being more present in Michelangelo; I have the feeling that he already died once, but returned thanks to his powers however it's a very physical and emotional consuming skill. And I don't think it's forever; some time, some day... It'd be Mikey's last.

"Death has come to me, kissed me on the cheek, gave me closure. Immortal by design, I'll be meeting you here every time".

I also have the feeling Leo has a connection between life and death; since a lot of people within the fandom head canon he's got some Mexican/Hispanic heritage, Dia de Los Muertos (Day of the Dead) would be something meaningful to him.

"I know it's morbid... But we all die one day".

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Survivor's Guilt (a poem)

TW: explicit content, dni if under 16.

I said I would not run away again, but every 'new' person I've met leaves me in disdain. Someone come and assist this poor lamb, whose wool is goddamn bloody with a cut on her side.

The bones ripping the seams open, I can feel it coming all out; "I think I like you"; I think I shouldn't have spoken. And even if I want to get on my knees and crawl, I can't because they're swollen.

It's one of those things I say, but never meant. I'm no longer afraid to leave or speak, but to crush on someone again? I can't, I pay the consequences of my words; the predators came to give me my punishment.

Everyone is just the same as any other.

And this is what I came across; I can't be with someone who doesn't care for themselves and expects me to be the ultimate fix. I just can't love someone who doesn't love themselves, and thinks my happiness is a bother.

I fed their temptation by offering my dear care; the wolves devoured every single piece of me, with nothing to spare, then the hyenas came and savored it so good, to the point of licking their fingers.

Physical pain is inevitable, but it's the emotional hurting that’s sempiternal, it forever lingers. 

But even though I want to kill him with my bare hands, my heart no longer ignites in ire, I guess I've got a grip of it. I turned into a woman now, that's what he said the last time we ever talked.

And with all the right of the world you can say it; you're the reason why sadly I changed. If I'm going to Hell, I'll drag you with me into the deeper pit.

By Amy Jade, DO NOT USE FOR COMMERCIAL USE.

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wanna kiss his cute snout so bad even tho I might end up faceless

No thoughts when I drew this one

Except… don’t press the danger boop

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Bad and not even like justified, just bad because the author said so

When people make Splinter an bad father in fics

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hear me out... they light up purple too? /gen lol

Donnie with colored eyes is my new favorite thing 💙❤️

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♦️Skateboarding at the largest skatepark in Palestine 🇵🇸

@tmnt4p DONO REQUEST‼️

Made with @droppincofdrops & @sunnyyyteaaa 🌻Sun & 🌺 Tea

(◍˃̶ᗜ˂̶◍)ﾉ ✿

This is Rosa Parks in Asira Al-Shamaliya 🌺♦️

‼️Thank you for the HUGE dono @the-peak-tmnt ‼️

(No filter vers. below)

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I may draw her on her original prototype by Donnie, hopefully a comic?

10 year old me would be amazed since I can't finish one for shit lol

Why red hair? Why is it "REDHEADZ"?

Donnie originally wanted to give Astro lavender hair, but he decided vermilion; a mix between red and orange would be a better option because he knew that red was her favorite color. And also because in the end, red and blue make purple, which reminded him of his brothers. When it comes to Leo; Donnie feels nothing but rage, for Raphael, it's grief.

About Mikey... *sigh* he deeply misses him every single day. If only he had agreed to run away with Donnie.

Her: Astro when she was still alive and human.

(Also, Raphael may or not be alive...)

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”You’re not him” MINI ANGST COMIC

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I've decided I wanna upload my poetry, but I don't know if I should create another blog to do so

Would you guys be interested in it? I think the tag would be #amy's poetry or something

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more art of the scene turtles! i need to draw mikey and raph more ;-;

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OMG I LOVE RENET'S DESIGN

💜🖥️💙

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I PUT MY HEART INSIDE A MICROWAVE!! 🩷