#female!donnie

[androgynousart]

More fem!Donnie, she from an alternate universe, and she is part robot <3 thats why she missin that shell yo. Also i donnu if i think of her as bio woman or trans, no idea xD

Also, the full image with background and stuff comes later - i just wont get i done anythime soon xD

[turtleblogatlast]

Don’t think I ever quite said what my LGBTQ+ headcanons are for the boys, so these are my current thoughts! Always changing of course but this is what I feel most strongly right now.

[hisworstnightmare]

yes babe you’re so american psycho taxi driver donnie darko drive fight club nightcrawler pulp fiction joker the godfather scarface goodfellas blade runner the silence of the lambs the wolf of wall street inglorious bastards a clockwork orange the dark knight saving private ryan django unchained can you shut the fuck up now

[nyrovie-ii]

Anyways!

[imababblekat]

Vicarious Happiness

Anon Request, “Hi!! I love your work so much and I hope your doing wellI have a request if thats cool, it's fluffy raphael x reader(she/her) and it's like raph being all soft for once and letting his gard down and laughing and his brothers seeing this and they get all sappy”

~xXx~

It was the sounds of loud, hardy laughter that drew Leo from his once peaceful meditation. He knew that laugh and felt a familiar agitation itch at his mind, wondering what prank Raphael had pulled on Mikey this time. However, when he stepped out into the main living portion of the lair, he was quickly surprised to find the red banned turtle to not be cackling at his youngest brothers peril, but instead joyfully laughing along with you. While his laughter was louder and much deeper, no one could miss the cherry colored blush of your face as you laughed equally along. The leader of the four brothers made his way over to the kitchen, where he had spotted his two other siblings apparently watching the wholesome scene between Raph and the brothers close friend. “Donnie, you didn’t drop laughing gas again did you?”, Leo questioned with a raised brow and covering his snout. Hazel eyes glared behind self made classes. “I’ll have you know that was Casey’s fault! Also, no, I didn’t. Why do you ask?” Rolling his own eyes, Leo pointed a thumb over to where you and Raph sat close on the couch. “I ask because I’ve never seen Raph like that unless he did something. What’s up with him?” “Can’t you tell?”, Mikey jumped in with a swoon, batting non-existent lashes at Leo, “What’s up with Raph is (y,n)!” Leo scoffed, shoving Mikey out of his personal space as the other wiggled his brows. “Wait, are you guys serious? I know the two are close, but Raph like that? No way!” The two youngest brothers only smirked at each other, Donnie then stepping over to throw an arm around Leo. “Au contraire, my dear brother. Just take a look for yourself.” Leo did, and as he took a moment to really examine the scene before him, it wasn’t long till he caught on just like Mikey and Donnie had. It was the way Raphael looked at you, as you babbled on about something random but dear to yourself. His eyes held a fondness so rarely seen for someone such as him, a softness to his gaze rather than typical annoyance. It was as though he was deaf to your words, instead memorized and taking to memory the way you shined and glowed as you spoke so excitedly. However, Leo was also sure that for you, Raph was also making an effort to remember each and every single one of the words your spoke. Your voice and tone sounding like a melody to the terrapin no doubt. His body language was also a dead give away. Rather than taut or imposingly flexed, Raph sat comfortably with an air of, dare Leo even think it, vulnerability. There was not a sense of guardedness, no such thing as what he gave even around those he considered friends. With an arm slung over the couch and just an inch from being wrapped over your shoulders, an amorous smile and wholesome gaze still on your fast talking self, it was as though in that moment you were Raphael’s entire world. A cheeky grin found its way to Leo’s face. While he was already thinking of ways to tease the broad ninja turtle later, he at the same time couldn’t help but feel a sense of joyfulness for the other. The honorary leader had always been of a realistic mindset, had always been one hundred percent certain that they would never get to experience the pleasures of normal people. While a few years younger version of him would have been skeptical and jaded of this situation, the current more mature him felt nothing but elation. He’d always expected out of any of them for Mikey to somehow end up with a human partner if anything, but seeing Raphael of all people, soft and full of passion, it truly made him happy for the brother he’d so often fight with. Glancing over to Donnie and Mikey, the fondness they each shared while also watching the deepening bond shared between you and Raphael, he had a feeling they felt the same.

~xXx~

[tblsomedoodles]

Donny's info from my 03 separated au (which i think i'm just calling the Ninja Club au for now. b/c it's stupid and gives me high school vibes.)

But yeah! I wanted to post Mikey here as well, but he's not done yet. (my cringe son will have to get his own post. Darn lol.)

ANYWAYS! Details!

Donny, of course, was raised by the Jones family after they all got separated during a sewer collapse (or something. I may rework the that later) when they're about 2-3 yo. Donny gets found and brought home by a 9 yo Casey.

Splinter finds him when he's eight and spoke with him briefly. But Splinter was in disguise so Donny didn't recognize him past a vague feeling of safe (which he fought against b/c this is Donny.) After realizing that Donny is safe and well taken care of, Splinter leaves him be. (the best splinter could offer was a place in the sewers and if Donny was able to not live in the sewers, Splinter was not going to take that away from him.)

They gets reunited with most of his mutant family (Raph's still missing) when their fifteen. And that's only b/c Mikey refused to wait anymore and surprised him late at work before Splinter could tell him not to.

He's pretty confused about it all, at first, but he eventually happy to have contact with his siblings. (tho he's less stoked about the adventures he keeps getting dragged out on during school nights.)

for the first few months, he's very against learning to fight. He's a high schooler. Sure Mikey and Leo can fight, but that doesn't mean he has to learn.

But then there's an incident involving Shredder, Leo, and a very breakable window, and he realizes he needs to learn so he's not the weak link and so he can protect himself and his brothers. (it also helps that they found out the Shredder had been targeting Donny for said treatment first due to his lack of training and how easy it would be to grab him from school. But Donny hadn't went to school during those days so they went after Leo instead.)

I have so many stupid ideas for this, you have no idea. anyways, that's all for now. Mikey's might be up later today, but i have work to get to rn.

edit: Links for Mikey, Raphael, and Leo's info dumps

[normal-internet-user]

Hi, how are you? May I request Rise Donnie having a "love at first sight"(I guess you could say?) moment when he meets fem!reader for the first time? (Maybe Reader is one of April's friends?)

YES YES! ANON, JUST- YES-

HELLO, HELLO

♡~~♡~~♡~~♡~~♡

Summary: Donnie never expected to experience "Love at first sight", to be honest, he never believed it was real. At least untill you captured his attention...

Warnings:

Requested: Mhm!

No pronouns specified!

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Oh, the cruel twist of fate.

Donnie never expected to be one of those love sick fools, blindly admiring someone whom had encaptured their hearts with a mere shared glance.

On the contrary, he'd laughed the idea away. Something like that could never happen to someone like him.

But now here he stood, blushing like a fool as he watched you happily get aquainted with his brothers. April had offered to introduce them to a close friend of hers, that friend being you.

Donnie hadn't really thought much of the offer, simply taking it as an opportunity to add a new ally to their band of misfits. When you met his eyes however, he couldn't help himself but be a tad more interested in you, and when you spoke that was the final nail in his metaphorical coffin.

You had encaptured his heart, just as he had always feared someone would. Now he was but a love smitten child who knew no way to navigate these new feelings.

How had you done this to him?

Was it the shimmer in your eyes?

The way you carried yourself?

Was it the way you spoke and how happily you discussed your hobbies?

Perhaps it was a combination of all of these that made you oh so perfect. Perhaps this was mere interest, just a small curiousity that could be satified in due time, yes, that was it. You had simply peaked his interest. It was the only logical conclussion, what else could these feelings possibly be?

Well he knew what else, but he wanted to ignore that possiblity.

Ignore it.

That's what was best.

But your eyes.

Just a single glance was enough to show him that you were alot more complicated than you appeared. Perhaps that's how you gained his attention. Donnie wanted nothing more in that moment than to unlock every secret you held, to learn who you were, and he hated that.

He had just met you for Newton's sake!

These feelings were going to be a problem.

A really big problem...

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All done Anon! I had tons of fun with this one lol, can you tell?

[hibikiloserl]

this took me 5 hours and i still ended up hating it…

anyway FEMALE DONNIE

[amnignsity]

New obsession?

Milkman!Lee Minho x F!Reader.

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-How you guys met.

▶Contains : Hinted Pervert!Lee Minho, Slowly getting Obsessed!Lee Minho.

Reader is awkwardly cheerful and mostly optimistic in this fic ¦> In minho's perspective she's an innocent person although in reality she's just awkward hence the cheerful attitude and mostly not innocent.

↪"You're milk delivery is here, miss!"

Minho knocked on the door as he sighed - he's been working all morning and now is finally the last one. He looked at the address he was familiar with considering an old couple lived here a few years ago but now passed away as a new person has moved in last week ago.

He still hasn't met the person yet because he needed a week off due to doongie being sick then soonie followed by dori and him. It was an apocalypse in their apartment and he couldn't do anything but take care of them not like he didn't enjoy his free time resting.

His boss being Jeon Jungkook was kind enough to allow him as minho has been working hard anyways and it was time to make use of the other milkmen who were slacking off anyways.

Also he was gonna have a bonus next week so it was definitely his year this year - smiling at himself as he heard a voice from the other side of the door.

Leaning down as he grabs a box of 6 full bottles of milk for the week crouched down as the door opened.

"A-ah...I'm sorry! I was doing some laundry-.." You panicked as you fiddled with your nightgown clumsily - minho sighed as this way a common occurrence. He slowly looks up - he gulps slightly while his eyes were wide full blown and diluted while he stares at you infront of his sight.

You looked at him confused as you put on a smile over your lips - so perfect for him to kiss, Minho thinks before stopping himself from thinking about such things he just thought for a stranger. You held your arms up making minho gulp at you, being braless nipples perked up against the wind probably or because him hopefully.

He gently gave you the box of milk although unsure if you were able to carry such a heavyweight while he still had his hands gripped under the box a bit hesitant.

"Can you carry it, miss?.." He asks his voice low while he looks down at you with his predatory gaze that cats do. You looked up at him with such innocence and pure eyes that he couldn't help but felt a warm knot over his stomach.

"Yes! I'm quiet strong, thank you for your concern mister milkman.." You said cheerfully, Minho slowly nodding as he placed the box of bottled milks over your arms - you huffed brows furrowed as it was quite heavy but nothing you could handle.

Minho pulled away as he looked at you seemingly tired in your perspective while in his he was absolutely dumbstruck by you - You carefully walked through your house as you placed the box of bottled milk at the table. Minho looked at your back his eyes slowly drifting down as his gaze hardens, biting his lower lip as he locks his eyes on something he'd consider himself his healthy obsession.

Your ass was big easy for him to grab and hold he gulped before blinking while he shook his head, he must very tired if he was acting like this for a stranger. He waited for you to come back as he grabs the list for you to sign too. You hurriedly come back as you chuckled awkwardly - signing beside your name as you looked up at him.

"Sorry again for the inconvenience...Thank you.." You said while minho just nodded - you couldn't help but apologize as you always do feeling bad to keep him waiting for even just 3 more minutes as he looked extremely tired although when you saw minho smiled you can't help but notice how attractive the milkman was and you were wearing such a flimsy outfit infront of such an attractive person.

"No problem miss..Just doing my job..I'll see you next week? 6am.." Minho uttered while you nodded - so now that you know the time of delivery it was safe to say you'll hopefully not keep him waiting next time.

"Have a nice day.." Minho uttered as he lifts his hat up before walking away while you shouted at him the same thing before closing your door as you got back to doing your laundry.

Minho couldn't help but swallow his tongue as he bites the tip of it - an urge to just go back and kept talking to you but he couldn't as he had to head back plus his cats must be starving at home.

Minho sighed it's been a week since he then time has past by rather quickly - he drove his van onto each and every house in town as usual. He was very tired because he stayed up all night watching small kitten videos that he forgot he had work the next day.

He yawned rubbing his eyes while sighing deeply - despite his tiredness he couldn't help but feel a weird gut feeling like somethings about to happen. He was finally infront of your house holding another 6 glass bottles of milk, he rang the door bell.

He stood still with the bottled milk on his arm - he had his sleeves over his elbows clearly showing his veiny arms. You hurriedly opened the door as you grinned at him - the empty glass bottles over your arms as you greet him with a cheerful smile.

"Mister milkman! It's great to see you again." You chirped placing the 6 empty bottles on the ground while he nods - giving you a small tired smile, you couldn't help but notice his dark circles as you looked down grabbing the box of bottled milk over his hand.

His veiny hands caught your eyes possibly staring more intensely than usual although thankfully the milkman didn't notice it much as you quickly lifted the box off his hand and walked in your house placing it over your table.

"It's nice to see you too miss..." Minho uttered as he took out his list again while you walked back and signed beside your name. He smiled at you while you take a glance at his nametag.

"So...minho?.." You uttered raising a brow as you smiled at him, he raises his as he saw you saw glanced at his nametag before sighing as he smiled back at you - gently grabbing his hat as he adjusts it.

"Yes, I'm Lee Minho...The town's most responsible milkman...and you know I already know you due to my...list.." Minho said as he chuckled tapping his list that had your name on it while you smiled back at him nodding seemingly eager.

"Sorry for the late introduction miss..." Minho said as he slightly tilt his hat down as he bows down at you feeling bad for being rude to you last week and not greeting you as they often do whenever it's someone new in town.

You chuckled immediately shaking your head as you looked at him slightly embarrassed. "Ah! No no you don't have to do that...And I assure you it's fine..I noticed how tired you looked and it's understandable."

You chuckled earning a light-hearted smile from minho as he looked up at you - his eyes glimmered slightly widen as if he saw a beautiful scenery infront of his face and he did. It made his heart skip a beat with butterflies erupting his stomach in a vast pace.

He slightly gulped as he nodded. "Thank you miss.."

You nodded before you made a surprised expression as you remembered something. "Ah! please hold on a minute, mister Lee-"

"Minho is fine miss.." He cuts you off while you looked at him nodding sheepishly before you excused yourself and grabbed something from your kitchen - minho just stood there waiting as you did ask for him to wait, usually he wouldn't as he was busy with his job but who was he to deny you. You came back then it all went to blank.

"I decided to make a cake for myself but ended being alot so please have some.." You offered him a chocolate cake - slightly fudgy with crisp sides for a bit of crunch but in the inside was moist and soft. The chocolate drips down the side with chocolate chips as it's toppings and with whipped cream as well.

You gave it to minho as he looks at it before smiling and giving you his thanks while you uttered a 'no problem' back to him.

Milkman minho...Milkman minho...MILKMAN MINHO!!!

Will do smut of it when I have ideas >¦].

It has been in my drafts for a month or more and I wanted to just post it so here - might have grammar mistakes.

ᯓᡣ𐭩Mxlist°

[livingd3adgrrrl]

BRO I NEED HIM TO GIVE ME A CHANCE 😭🙏 like I would do anything for him bro I’m not even Joe king 😔 #

[imajinxnation]

(*´∀｀)ﾉ Greetings, lovely creature! Don’t get me wrong but I’m Don John and Donnie Barksdale fan. (⌒_⌒;) May I request a morning sex with one of them or make headcanons. ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Good Morning Indeed

Donnie Barksdale x FEM!Reader

SUMMARY // After having a fight the previous night, Donnie wants to make it up to you by making you feel good in the morning..

TW // Smut, Fluff, Angst..

Gif found from @keanujpg

Waking up at 5 in the morning is a me thing, sorry to everyone who wakes up at a fucking normal time unlike me😭😭

Jesus, this got way outta hand.. it was supposed to be sweet, but IT'S FUCKING DONNIE

Also I'm sorry this took so long, I've been so fucking busy recently

To be honest, Donnie didn't sleep a wink last night, the fight you two had gotten into was plaguing his mind with guilt. The problem was he was too proud to admit he was wrong, even though he wanted to make it up to you, he didn't know how to do it without bruising his pride and ego. Even now, at 5 in the morning, he was still trying to think up of a way to say he's sorry without actually having to say it.

He stares at the back of your head, trying to think, until an idea popped into his head. The only time all was forgiven and forgotten.. was when he was fucking you into oblivion. Usually after that, every thing would be fine, and Donnie wondered if that might be how he would apologize this time.

Slowly, he shifts his body to get closer to you, his chest pressed up against your back while you're asleep. He kisses your bare shoulder, being gentle for once in his life. He slides his rough hands down your arms, trying to wake you up as gently as he can. You moan quietly in your sleep and back into his touch, accidentally grazing your ass against his crotch, making Donnie's breath hitch. God.. it's like you tease him even when you're sleeping..

"Baby girl, wake up.." he whispers in your ear, his southern drawl is husky and low from not speaking all night.

"Mm.. what is it, babe?" You yawn out, starting to wake up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and stretching.

"I.. I know I'm not good at apologizing.. I never was and I don't think I ever will be.. but I can at least do this to make it up to you," Donnie replies, in a surprisingly soft tone, still kissing your shoulder and rubbing your arm gently.

He gently turns you onto your back and pulls the blankets off the both of you, exposing your flesh to the early morning chill. Your eyes are squinting, getting used to being awake again, but you don't need your eyesight to feel Donnie pressing kisses down your bare stomach. You decided to wear just a cropped top and panties to bed, so this worked out well for Donnie, your choice of sleepwear giving him amazing access to your beautiful body.

By the time your eyes finally adjust to the morning, Donnie is pulling down your panties slowly around your ankles and throwing them to the floor behind him. It doesn't take much for you to get aroused, Donnie's touch is a turn on itself, and you're not ashamed to say you need to change your panties pretty frequently from the slick arousal that forms so quickly. This was no exception.

He climbs off the bed and onto his knees on the floor before pulling you by your ankles to bring your ass to the edge of the bed, placing your thighs over his shoulders. You sit up on your elbows and watch him with anticipation, desire burning within' you. He gives a half-grin before teasing you, kissing the inside of your thigh and nibbling on it slightly, his beard and mustache chaffing against your soft flesh, leaving a pleasurable itch behind.

He kisses his way up to your mound, giving it one last kiss before lowering his head slightly to give your clit a firm, teasing lick, flicking his tongue up on it at the end. Your thighs twitch and you let out a gasp at the feeling of the harsh flick of his tongue on your bundle of nerves. He lets out a low chuckle before finally attaching his mouth onto your clit, sucking and licking at it as if you were the tastiest meal on Earth and he was a starved man. You fall flat on your back into the blankets, your hands reaching down to grip at his hair desperately while you moan wildly, twitching and writhing in pleasure.

"Ah, Donnie, please!" You plead, though you don't know what for.

Donnie just grins, flicking and swirling his tongue around your clit. He brings his hands up to grab your thighs tightly, keeping you in place as he continues the rapid assault on your most sensitive nerves. Donnie can feel his cock slowly come to life, fattening in his white underwear. Fuck, you were so beautiful like this..

He moves down to your hole, the most drenched part of your pussy, and slurps at your slick, drinking it in as if it was the elixir of life itself. He groans at your taste, his cock twitching in his underwear, lengthening as he grows harder with each passing second, to the point the restraint and stiffness almost hurt, his cock throbbing with a need for release. Not right now. Now he needed to focus on you.

He moves back up to your clit, his tongue working on it harder. He can feel as your fingers tighten in his hair, tugging at his long brown hair, almost painfully, but a good kind of pain. Your moans get louder and louder, and he knows.. he knows you're so fucking close to coming undone, to making a mess in his mouth and on his chin, your slick, warm arousal coating the facial hair on his chin.

"Mm.. cum for me, baby girl.. needa taste you properly.." he growls and then proceeds to give your clit a strong suck and flick.

That's what sends you over the edge, and you break. With a loud moan, almost a scream, you let go in his mouth, your fingers digging into his scalp as he moves to drink in your release hungrily. He laps at your pussy eagerly, greedily, as your body starts to relax, coming down from your high. He gives one last firm lick, flicking over your clit one last time, making your body twitch.

"Fuck, baby girl.. you always taste so good," Donnie groans before standing up, his body bare except for his white briefs.

God.. his cock looked like it was ready to burst out of it's fabric cage. His tip was leaking, a small wet spot darkening his underwear, and even through the white fabric, you could tell he was fully hard and ready for you. You also knew how much he must have been containing himself to make you cum first before he even thought about his own pleasure.

You sigh and spread your legs wide, making sure he knows he can find some pleasure for himself now. He grins at your silent gesture and quickly pulls down his briefs, sighing in relief as his cock bobs out, impossibly hard and his slit seeping out pre-cum like a leaky faucet. He steps out of his underwear and positions you the way he wants. He pulls you onto the bed more so you're no longer on the edge, and flips you over onto your hands and knees, pulling your ass into the air and leaving your face in the soft, plush pillows.

"Fuck.. look at you, doll. All wet and sensitive for me, and your ass.. Goddamn, your ass is so fucking soft and round.." he whispers, feeling your ass up and squeezing the soft, plump flesh gently.

"Donnie, please.. I need you," you moan softly, pushing your ass back into his hand.

He growls slightly and takes his cock in his hand, lining himself up with your sopping hole before invading your pussy with his cock. Even though you two had fucked many a times, your pussy never got any less tight any time his thickness rammed into you. Donnie moans loudly as he feels your inner walls squeezing him, sucking him in eagerly.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ.. how are you always this tight, Doll? I swear it's like your pussy is forever as tight as a virgin. All the better for me, I suppose," he huffs and grins, rearing his hips back before giving a firm thrust.

You let out a gasp and moan, your body jolting foreward with his thrust. He gives a dark chuckle before starting up a slow pace with brutal, powerful thrusts. Every strong thrust is like a wave of pure bliss and relief to go along nicely with the slow, agonizing pace. His pace goes on like this for what seems like forever before you start to get frustrated by his teasingly measured pace.

"Hon, please, I can't take it anymore! Need you to go faster! Please!" You beg desperately, whimpering.

Donnie chuckles lowly and grabs you by the hair, bringing your back up against his chest so he can whisper in your ear, his breath hot against your neck.

"You want it fast? Fast and hard, baby doll? I'll give it to you fast and hard," he snarls, his voice still deep and sexy from the morning.

He pushes your head back down onto the bed and immediately starts to pound into you like there's no tomorrow, his thrusts are rapid and, propelling into you with vigor. You moan wildly, your voice high pitched and blissful, filling Donnie's ears with your lovely music. He slides up your cropped top to gain access to your upper back. Holding the fabric so it wouldn't get in his way, he leans down, still thrusting into you like a dog in heat, and biting your shoulder blade. They weren't soft bites either, they were rough chomps that would leave bite marks for days. He was telling everyone you're his (as if being married wasn't telling enough).

You can hear him growling in your ear, his chest pressed up against your back, heaving as he fucks into you. As he gives a particularily hard chomp on your shoulder blade, making you yelp and moan, he fucks you harder. He takes his mouth off of you and pulls your top down before gripping your hips, sitting up on his knees straight once again before slipping a hand underneath you, reaching to stroke your clit, rubbing with vigor.

"Oh my fucking God, Donnie! Gonna fuckin' cum!" You scream out, the penetration and stimulation unbearable.

Donnie pants and moans, "Do it, baby girl, cum on my cock! Do it and I'll fill you up.. fill you up 'till you can't take it no more, 'till your cunt can't hold it!"

His dirty words tip you over the edge and you cum all over his cock, screaming his name in absolute bliss, twitching and writhing underneath him. Donnie lets out a loud roar and gives one last violent thrust before stilling deep inside you, spurt after spurt of his hot seed filling you up to the brim, seemingly endlessly.

As soon as he's milked dry of cum, he collapses onto your back, huffing and puffing into your ear hotly. He wraps his arms tightly around your waist, refusing to let go as his cock softens inside your wet, warm pussy.

"I'm sorry.. I really am.. I won't say anything like that to you ever again, Doll.. I promise," he whispers in your ear, seeming genuine.

And though he promises you this; to not fight like you did last night.. You know better than that, and you know it won't be long before he explodes his emotions onto you like that again.

So you just lay there and enjoy the peace of the moment, because you know better than anyone that it won't last.

[turtleblogatlast]

One of the biggest things that makes me see Leo as trans is absolutely the size of his carapace in comparison to his brothers’.

And I’m not talking about height! I’m specifically looking at his shell here, because when you compare him to the others, particularly Donnie who is nearly the same height as Leo, it’s very clear that Leo’s carapace is much longer in proportion to the rest of his body.

Like - standing side by side, even though Donnie is shorter his carapace ends noticeably higher up than Leo’s does. And I like this not only because it really helps push the idea that Leo could very likely be trans (or intersex!), but it’s also just a fun design difference between them.

(It also lends way to future scenarios of Donnie eventually getting taller than Leo, but sitting down still has Leo being the taller one haha.)

[bootiiishaker9000]

Uuuuh, they gotta break into a gala, something something, no time to find new clothes but Donnie feels too exposed in a backless dress. Something something something, Leo to the rescue!

… yeah that’s it, I got nothing else, I just wanted to draw them in suits and dresses.

[nyrovie-ii]

[imababblekat]

Scatter Brained

Anon request, "Hello! I saw that you had Bayverse TMNT asks up, and I really like your writing. I have a weirdly specific request. Can I get a Donnie X a Female S/O who is an anxious, plus-sized cinnamon roll having a confession and first kiss? If you feel more comfortable writing gender neutral readers I understand. I just happen to be female."

~xXx~

If there was one thing Donatello could clearly process, was that the gal beside him made his brain an absolute mess. A jumbled organ of scrambled thoughts and emotions. The worst part about it? She had not a single clue. Such as now as the two sat on a small, empty hill with a pretty view of one of New York’s parks in the middle of the night. With the still warm air of spring transitioning to summer and the glistening lights of city life backdropping this secret hang out spot, it made for a decently romantic set up. Something Donnie also couldn’t get out of his mind as he fidgeted about on his friends picnic cloth, fiddling with a grape juice box between his fingers.

“See, I told you a night picnic would be nice.”, (y,n) gleamed wiping away some of the sauce from some special sandwiches she made for this occasion.

With a gulp, the purple clad ninja was quick to advert his gaze from the view of her napkin dabbing at the corner of lovely plush lips, a dusting of pink coming to his cheeks.

“I-it is. Thanks for inviting me again.”

“Well, don’t thank me yet. We still have desert!”

Donnie reached out to hold open the lid to (y,n) woven basket, curiously peeking inside as she reached in to pull out the most delicious looking pie he’d ever seen.

“Made it myself with some help from April. Beautiful, no?”, (y,n) winked, holding up the prized possession.

With the way (y,n) sat forward, the light of the park street lamp seemed to create a sort of angelic ray that cascaded around her, making her appear even more impossibly gorgeous in Donnie’s eyes.

“Yeah, beautiful. . .”, Donnie murmured off, his gaze lost in the image of her.

While Donatello was fighting a losing battle with Cupid, (y,n) on the other hand was fighting a battle with her overthinking mind. It wasn’t new to her the feelings she harbored for the mutant terrapin, if she’d truly thought back on it, she’d admit to having had a crush on him from when they first met long ago. However, being the anxious person she naturally was, (y,n) feared that something was amidst their friendly relationship. Lately, Donatello had seemed far off whenever they would hang out. Somedays he’d be awfully quiet, others he’d seem very frantic. It was very worrying to (y,n), and after it became more apparent that Donnie was in fact acting differently around her, it was no surprise that her troubled mind was quick to jump to the worst conclusions.

Cheerful expression faltering, (y,n) lowered the cake into her lap, gaze drifting to the roundness of her folded knees. It was hard, but with a shaky breath, she spoke up.

“Hey, Don . . .can I, uhm, can I ask you something?”

The change in attitude was immediately noticed by said turtle, his brows knitting together in worry.

“Yeah, of course! Is everything alright?”, he cautiously asked.

(Y,N) set the cake aside as she adjusted the way she sat to be more comfortable before finding a plastic utensil to nervously fiddle with.

“I-I’m sure I’m just overthinking things, but did I do something to upset you?”

Her pained inquiry hit the tall terrapin like whiplash, confusion and concern just as evident in his voice as the expression on his face.

“What?”

A lump found it’s way into (y,n) throat as she quickly panicked as his single worded reply.

“It’s just, well, you’ve been acting really off whenever I’m around! You either hardly ever say anything, or you seem distressed. I’m worried that I did something to make you feel that way around me. D-did I say something bad? C-could it be that maybe. . .that maybe you find me. . .”

The saddened girls voice fell off into a quiet tremor, focus shifting to force back the prickling tears at the corners of her eyes as a life time of insecurities brought on by society came tumbling back. (Y,n) didn’t need to finish her sentence, for Donnie already knew what exactly it was her choked voice was alluding to. Knowing her for as long as he did, there were things she’d confided in him about. Things that he found blasphemous that anyone would treat such a lovely person as her in such a way just because her larger body size didn’t fit the manuscript society preached of.

“I-I’m sorry.”, (y,n) quietly sniffled, rubbing furiously at her blurring vision. “I-I don’t mean to be so dramatic.”

Donatello was never so quick then in that moment as he lurched forward from his sitting position to hold her smaller hands in his.

“Hey, hey, look at me.”

With a shaky breath (y,n) all but had to force herself to meet his softened gaze. His hazel eyes that she found so beautifully handsome radiated reassurance, and his tone and words were to match.

“You’ve done nothing to upset me (y,n). If anything, it’s me who should be apologizing to you.”

Now it was her turn to be confused, repeating Donnie’s early, “What?”

With a soft grin, the ninja turtle gently gave her soft hands a squeeze.

“All those times I was acting weird, well it was because of you, but not because I was mad or anything. Gosh, it’s just, you make me feel so nonsensical in the best of ways! I’ve always got my thoughts together, am always able to focus on anything I put my mind to. Yet, when you’re around, I can’t think straight. I either feel like I’m floating on cloud nine or like my heart is about to fly out of my chest. You’re such an incredible, kind, and lovely person. I always heard that true beauty is what’s on the inside, but you’re both. Absolutely beautiful inside and out.”

Heat radiated across (y,n)’s whole face, and just as Donnie had described what she’d do to him, her own heart was about make a great escape. All those nights imaging how this confrontation would turn out, she’d never imagine it going like this. It was always Donnie admitting his annoyance and disgust towards her, not the complete opposite that of which was a deeply heartfelt confession.

Her silence and agape mouth had Donnie feeling suddenly very nervous himself. With the realization of what he had just done wash over him, he let out a short cough, quickly releasing (y,n)’s warm hands and sitting back in his spot.

“I know that was probably a lot, sorry. To be honest, I’m not sure how much longer I could stay sane and not say something.”, Donnie sheepishly chucked.

There was a small moment of silence between the two, Donnie debating whether or not he should just tell (y,n) to forget he said anything and be doomed to a lifetime of an awkward friendship, when barely loud enough to be heard above a breeze, she muttered.

“Do. . .do you really mean all that?”

She had asked so shyly, peeking up from beaneth lovely lashes and even now, after having rubbed her face red to stop the flow of tears, Donatello thought she was the most gorgeous person he’d ever seen. With zero hesitation, Donnie nodded.

“All of it.”

A pause, and then a light giggle that (y,n) couldn’t help, her cheeks now crimson from being flustered as she tried to hide behind her hands but still peaked through spaced fingers.

“Wow, that’s, oh wow. Maybe being upfront isn’t as scary as I thought.”

At that, Donnie couldn’t help but let out a light laugh as well, gratefully taking a slice of pie (y,n) was quick to offer him. Shyness was a personality trait he had known her to be from day one, but it had never deterred him. If anything, it made her all that much more endearing to the tall ninja, especially in the rare times he’d seen her step bravely out of her comfort zone, just as he was about to experience in mere moments after taking a bite from her homemade pie.

Another fit of giggles had Donnie look questionaingly down to (y,n), swallowing the delicious treat with a raised brow.

“You’ve got a little. . .”, she grinned, pointing to a spot of cream on the corner of his lips.

“Oh? Did I get it?”, Donnie asked after unsuccessfully wiping at his cheek, the area he mistakeningly thought she’d pointed towards.

“Nope, not even close.”, (y,n) wistfully replied, slowly leaning up to close the distance between them.

Within agonizingly slow moments, Donatello felt the softness of (y,n) lips connect gingerly with his. It was sweet, slow, and filled him with warm elation. Pie long forgotten on the picnic blanket, Donnie reached forward to gingerly cup (y,n)’s rounded cheek, leaning down to melt further into the shared kiss. Donatello could solve just about anything thrown his way, but never had he calculated coming clean about his adoration for (y,n), and much less receiving a kiss that her normally timid self had initiated. But hey, what could he expect when she made him so scatter brained.

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