#((I picked donnie cause I need to give him more love and for twins interaction uwu))

[ducknotinarow]

Hide ~quaternate from Leo for whoever you'd like

@quaternate |I forgot the meme! They had been trying to figure out who these mystery figures going around the city were. Sure they dealt with a lot of weird things kind of the norm for them after all. Though they were a bit off put by the fact that it seemed like these current persons of interest were similar to themselves. So they spilt up, for a better chance to track them all down. Donnie wasn't too sure if that was a good idea but too late now as he went about looking only to find it?

"Leo?" brow arching up confused by what he was seeing it looked like Leonardo at least, or he guess they looked like Leonardo at least. But why would they be hiding like this? "Were you told to hit west? what you get directions mixed up or something, pft likely the case knowing you. I guess I'll be nice and openly correct you. You are so far in the wrong direction." he went on to speak not once realizing he was wrong about who he just found.

[tgwltw]

I was wondering if you could do a Barry Allen one with batman sister maybe trying to raise twins with super speed or something like that??

Hi! Thank you for sending in your request! Hope you find this enjoyable! I wanted this to be a fluffy piece so I hope I have achieved that! I have two more Jason pieces to post but I’ll do that later! 

Life at the Wayne-Allen household hasnever been the same not since your twin terrors learned how to walk, runaround, scream at the top of their lungs almost all the time and got more thanjust a fraction of Barry’s super speed, not necessarily in that order.

Said twin terrors are currentlyrunning around the backyard, occasionally using their super speed to one up theother (sometimes you regret letting Barry teach them how to control theirpowers), yelling at the top of their lungs. You hope your neighbors aren’tgoing to complain again – the last time they did, it took a lot of groveling andbaking desserts from your end.

“Barry, I need help!” You call outfor your husband from the front porch – he had been looking through some papersfrom work – as you stare at the blurs in the garden. If you don’t put a stop tothe boys right now, they were going to destroy the garden you have worked hardon! “Barry!” If you have to try and stop your boys on your own, you might aswell just start throwing your own tantrum right there and then.

Your husband flashes in front of you.“You called, babe?” Barry gives you a bright smile. Normally, on any otheroccasion, you would have loved and enjoyed seeing that bright smile of his butnot today. Today, it just reminded you too much of your twin terrors – the waythey smile is an exact copy of Barry’s! You wave your hands towards the directionof your sons.

Barry turns to follow your hands butfalters slightly before he squints his eyes. He glances at you, a sheepishsmile on his face. “Sorry, babe. I’m going to get them.” He leans forward topress a kiss on your cheek and when he pulls away, you see that cheeky smile onyour face and your eyes widen.

“Don’t say – “

“Be back in a flash.” Barry winks atthe same time you let out a groan, watching your husband disappear to run afteryour kids. Now that Daddy is involved intheir chasing games, the screaming grew louder and conversation ensues but theyare talking too fast for you to catch any of their conversations so instead yousimply walk back to the house, heading for the bathroom. The reason why youeven had that problem in the first place was because your boys had not wantedto take their baths and made you chase after them. The cheats!

When the tub is halfway filled withwater and bubbles, a breeze passes by you and your boys are deposited gently inthe bathtub. One has a pout on his face and the other is grinning widely.

“Hi mummy!” Your first born, Donnie, greets you, waving his handat you. “Daddy caught us!” He giggles as he begins to splash the water around.His twin, Leo, pouts at having their fun cut short before he begins to splashhis brother.

“Stop it! Mummy, tell Donnie to stop.”He whines and you simply laugh before catching Donnie’s hands in yours, causingthe latter to cackle at being caught again. He is such an energetic boy.

“Okay, how about we get the both ofyou cleaned up, alright? How does that sound?” You ask them, love and adorationlacing your voice as you stare at them. The twins are almost like Barry excepttheir hair colour – they have your hair colour instead.

Barry leans against the wall,watching you interact with the boys. It’s always endearing to see you talking andplaying around with your sons – Barry never thought he could even possibly fallmore in love with you but every single day, he finds more reason to fall inlove with you all over again.

Like right now: seeing the tired yet happy expression on yourface, teasing and joking around with your little sunshine warms his heartentirely and he lets out a pleased sigh before he decides to make his presenceknown, knowing the moment he had deposited his twins in the bathtub, all ofyour attention had gone to them.

“Having fun?” Barry kneels in front of the bathtub causing Donand Leo to clap their hands happily at their dad. Barry laughs when some of thewater hits him. You smile at him lovingly, leaning back to give some space forBarry to play with the boys.

“Come on – first one to get dressed gets to pick the story bookfor tonight!” Barry hasn’t even finish talking yet when your boys tripped overeach other in their haste to get to their rooms. Thankfully, Barry and you arestill in front of the bathtub so you wrap their towels around their bodies.Story nights are taken very seriously in this household!

You laugh when your twins wiggle out of your hold, screaming atthe top of their lungs (again!) about which books they get to choose. “WE READABOUT DINOSAURS YESTERDAY.” “I WANT ALIENS.” Yeah, these boys might even be thedeath of you.

“Come on, Mrs. Allen, we need to goand make sure the boys do not end up creating more havoc in their bedroom.”Barry pulls you up and you lean in to his embrace instantly, finally able torelax for just a few minutes. Having twins might be an amazing yet tiringexperience but having twins with super speed exhausts you at times. So havingthis moment of peace with Barry is wonderful.

Barry presses his lips atop yourhead, hugging you to him. He sways the both of you side to side gently. Heknows how hard it has been on you but nevertheless, he is proud at how eventhough the terror twins as you so lovingly call the causes trouble for you.

“I don’t think I say this enough but thankyou.” Barry tells you, squeezing you to his chest causing you to laugh as youwrap your own arms around his torso. “You are the best, Y/N!” 

However, your sweet, quiet moment is disturbed when you hear aloud crash and your boys shouting “HE DID IT. NO YOU DID IT." 

Barry laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Let’sgo.” You shake your head and pull yourself from his embrace. 

“Flash Dad and Flash Mum to the rescue!”

[ducknotinarow]

[87 RaphDon - he didn't forget! he's just dumb ;3;]

Oh great, just what Donatello needed - another one of his inventions was stolen, and currently being used by some gang to cause crimes. This was the second time this week! He really needed to stop trusting everyone that flattered him with a compliment. Shaking his head, giving a frustrated huff, Donatello grabbed his Bo Staff and sprinted out of his lab, through the living room, ignoring whatever Raph may be saying to him,

"Not now Raphael, one of my inventions got stolen and I have to get it back before it can be used for anymore trouble!"

He doesn't see the look Raph gives him, Donatello heading straight to the door of their lair. He runs at least halfway down the tunnel before he skids to a stop. Hand slaps his forehead, Donatello realising he forgot to do something very important before heading out. Spinning on his heels, he quickly sprints back, as fast as his legs can take him, yelling out as he reaches the lair once more,

"Raphael! I'm sorry, I didn't forget my promise - I'm just not used to asking," He states, breathing hard from the sudden sprint, "But, can you come with me to get it back?" He offers them a smile, trying to ignore his stupid pride and stupider ego, "I'll need your help, please Raphael?"

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Sometimes you see something that just triggers an old faint memory and you find yourself going down a path. It was Splinters book of artist that did it for Raphael. They were meant to be cleaning up the lair today Raph was charged with the living room. Mostly because Only Don could touch his lab if he was even cleaning and only Mikey could touch the kitchen. Idly dusting the book shelf he dropped the familiar book on the ground. Book landing on it's spine forced the covers open and pages apart to a picture of the Mona Lisa. It was Raphael's favorite funny enough. Duster set under his arm as he bent down to pick the book up he vaguely recalled when he was just a little turtle circling this image. Smiling to himself as eyes trailed to the following page talking about it. Recalling when he and Don would sit together and Don would read out what the pages said well Raph looked at the pictures of each art piece in the book.

They would sit for hours like that Raph just wanting to admire all the art in the pages listening as Don read what the book had to offer. Course it was never enough so Raph needed to know well everything he could about the painting the artist, the style everything that he could behind it. Don liked to read so it never seemed like he minded all that much. They were close always close a real dynamic duo one could say even. And things were good now but it took Donnie being turned into a kid again for Raph to notice the distant that came between them. But it's true things had sort of changed since the fights. Well more the one Raph started.

How many times had he nearly seen them die? Raph didn't want a real answer to his question when it crossed his mind but it only got worse. Raph loved his twin he loved all his brothers he and Don just had a closer bond and maybe it was because they called themselves twins. That Raphael had grow so frustrated and furious with his twin about how they handled their inventions getting stolen. Going off on his own never giving them any idea of what was going on, yeah sure Don inventions were dangerous Raphael could tell you that himself considering the times he's been a victim to them. But for Don to run off with out a word because he couldn't handle a mistake that wasn't even his fault being known? It was just too big a fear Raph couldn't handle that one day Don would die. Get him self killed over a heap of junk metal and circuit boards. And for what!

Some stupid invention?

To Raph at least it was that way, nothing but heaps of trash repurposed into well whatever Don seemed to think up it felt like nearly. Raph didn't care for how smart Don was though. And yeah he was smart and often it amazed others how smart a mutant turtle could be and seemed Don fed off of that when given the praise. Raph cared for his twin who used to sit with him for hours looking at this same book. Because...he didn't want to only have that memory and not his brother. Maybe Raphael was a little more on the sentimental side than he wanted to admit. Considering he turned and started hating on anything Don made.

Suddenly he hears feet padding quickly against the floor lifting his head up he spots Donatello in a obvious hurry? Moving to close the book and end his trip down memory lane as he sets the book back in place.

"Jezz Donatello, I know cleaning sucks but ya don't have to literally run away from doing it." Raphael's quips a little, clearly Don wasn't aware of what much was going on around him it was clear in how he was charging outta of the lair with his bo staff ready even. Odd?

"Not now Raphael, one of my inventions got stolen and I have to get it back before it can be used for anymore trouble!"

Again? Was Raph first thought letting his face fall into pure disbelief. "Are you kidding me!" He yelled but his voice fell on deaf ears it seemed because Don was gone not long after making his way down the tunnels to hunt down whoever stole his invention this time. A firm huff gave out as Raph tossed the feather duster to the ground promptly taking a seat on the couch. "So much for his so called promise."

Raphael grumbled over to himself, sure he knew what they were up to. And sure nothing was stopping him from following after or grabbing Leo and Mikey to trail after Don either. Raphael could do either and Don couldn't stop them from helping him it was the fact he point blank told him what happened and didn't seem to recall what he had promised Raphael! Then fine he wasn't going to help Don could go get himself killed for all he cared. Though for as mad as he wanted to be it crept that fear into his mind again. He shook his head and tried to stay mad though! They talked about this! Don was even a jerk to him after for something not his own fault so what was he just going back on that promise? Raphael slightly growled annoyed doing everything to not just chase right after them.

"If you're gonna get yourself killed go ahead but I aint having a front row seat." Raphael breathes in deeply keeping his mind set he could be just as stubborn after all. Didn't care how that weird tingle started to settling over his wrists how his mind started to whisper his fears into his mind. How his throat was growing dry and his eyes felt like tears could fall. The tingle in his wrists started to hurt?

Pulling his arms from how they were, slowly lowering his arms to look over his wrist rubbing his thumb against it hoping it would sooth the pain. It was hard to explain it wasn't that bad a pain like if something hit but it hurt a lot? almost like a cramp? Maybe..maybe he should just go after his brother? Seemed he didn't need to weigh his thoughts on it long though.

"Raphael! I'm sorry, I didn't forget my promise - I'm just not used to asking,"

Raphael hadn't even heard them come into the room when did they turn back around? He just blankly stared at his brother as they spoke up. Watching them try and catch their breath again.

"did you run back?" Raphael asked a bit to quietly to be heard as Don seems to get in enough air to keep talking.

"But, can you come with me to get it back?"

He didn't answer right away he's not sure why normal he have a snarky remark to give or anything really maybe he was just honestly surprise that Donatello was keeping his word to him. He can't explain the feeling coming over him? Maybe he felt a tad guilty for not trusting Donatello would at least try for him?

"I'll need your help, please Raphael?"

"Jeez didn't think help was a word ya knew Donatello." Raph remarks, smiling back to his twin trying to show no hard feelings and well using the humor to cover other things he didn't need to be seen himself. Up off the couch and easily pulling his sai out from his belt and holding the prongs between his fingers to show he was ready. "Guess the only cleaning were doing is mopping the floor with the lame brain that stole from you." another joke falling out from his beak easily. Moving to join him and giving a nudge of his arm against their own. "Come on lets get going stop holding up the door frame longer we take the longer it'll be till we can get back and clean." he pauses a moment "well actually maybe thats okay."