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"Without the Shredder, we'd all still be pet turtles in a glass jar right now!"
JEREMY HOWARD, JEREMY HOWARD, JEREMY HOWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!
😍😍😍
JEREMY! 💜💜💜💜
Blessing you all with navigation Donnie again. It’s been buried way too deep for far to long.
// Hhhhowww about telekenetic ‘Donnie’? XD
Smashing back to tumblr like these 2.
JEREMY HOWARD, JEREMY HOWARD, JEREMY HOWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!
😍😍😍
JEREMY! 💜💜💜💜
Blessing you all with navigation Donnie again. It’s been buried way too deep for far to long.
Genius at its finest.
Breaks my heart to know he had always wanted to visit that specific museum before that.
Random Donnie Headcanon
*Donnie regularly makes his lover bathbombs. He’s has a special mixture that’s he’s perfected with his loves favorite scents and oils. It’s a huge turn on when he visits and can smell his handmade frangace on her skin.
Canon ACCEPTED!
Raphael/Reader Ficlet
Unfinished - Tmnt 2016 Bayverse
Sleep was never the same. Another piece of him she had taken. The dreams too vivid. The anger too fresh. It had been well over a year and still, he cursed her name. He hated himself for still loving her. For entertaining the idea of a possible reconciliation. They had done too much damage to one another. Lies. Deceit. Betrayal.
Tortured was the word Leo used.
"Dysfunctional." Donnie would say.
Sensei advised “better alone than in bad company.”
They unanimously agreed. They brought out the worst in each other.
Mikey, on the other hand, saw their destructive relationship differently. Maybe he was just naive or a true hopeless romantic. Whatever the reason, Mikey always rooted for them.
Watching from the sidelines, offering a different perspective. If it wasn’t their attraction pulling them together, it was Mikey. “You ain’t one to judge bro’. Your ego is as big as hers. You’re finally getting some payback for all tha’ grief you’ve given Leo all these years. Karma dude.”
He wasn’t wrong. His skin burned every time she challenged him. Every time she didn’t listen. He knew he owed Leo one hell of an apology. It seemed as though she enjoyed to see him burn. He wasn’t wrong.
She did.
She fed off of his anger like air to an ember. She pushed all of his buttons purposely. Systematically. Knowing which to push to get the reaction she wanted. Oh, how she basked in his rage.
It flattered her to have him at her knees. To have someone, something, that no one else had. A powerful and hidden mutant. Her own personal superhero. A twisted fairytale. He was hers and she knew it. Playing on his needs and addictions like a master. Pleasing him in the most satisfying of ways. She gave him what he truly desired. Love and acceptance.
Until she would turn.
Nothing enraged her more than the lack of trust he showed her. Her heart turned to ice whenever Raph interrogated her. Oh how she loathed his assumptions. Her whereabouts and affiliations with men were at the core of their dying star.
Never had she given him reason to doubt her, but still, he persisted. Her reassurances fell on deaf ears and her pleas warped into a perfectly crafted scenarios. In his mind, she wasn’t begging for him to drop his guard, she was trying to play him for a fool.
Nightly, he tailed her. Surveilling his mark. Vividly, he’d imagine those friends coaxing her. Laying hands on the skin that was his. Tasting the lips he had claimed. Marking the body she had given him.
His jealousy knew no boundaries.
She figured, if she was going be blamed for cheating, she might as well enjoy the game.
“You wish you never met me huh? Then get the fuck outta here Raph. Leave! Don’t call me. Don't text me. Don't even think about me. You want me out if your life so damn bad then guess what? I’m fucking done with you!”
Those were the last words she ever said to him. That alone would have been enough for any sane mind to never want go back, but not for Raph. They had said worse to each other. He shrugged the words off and climbed out the window. Of course, Raph being Raph, he couldn’t leave without getting the last word in. “I hope I never see your crazy ass again."
“Agh!’ Raph groaned. His hands frustratedly pressed onto his skull. Snippets of their last words replayed at the most inconvenient times. He never looked back to see her reaction. She had the best poker face he had ever seen. Unreadable when she wanted and boy, it flawless.
He was almost certain that she was ready to throw daggers at him but the not knowing haunted him. What if, in that moment, he had broken her straight face? It was rare, but for someone so cold, she was extremely tender hearted.
He let his hands drop, and for that split second, he had forgotten his bed wasn’t empty. Mikey sure knew how to find them. Women who weren’t afraid of what they were. Women who wanted more than just saving. Ever since Mikey committed himself to what he called “future baby mama”, he diverted the spare female attention to his brothers.
Raph was not one to pass up a no-strings attached, purely physical relationship. He didn't do anyone any good with all that frustration built up.
Swinging his legs down over the bed, his head spun. A groan escaped his dry lips. Dehydrated and starved, he left the room to find relief.
Walking through the corridor, the bright glare of screens strained his eyes. His headache growing worse. His eyes squinted as he made his way into the kitchen area. “Do them screens always gotta be so damn bright?”
Donnie had heard all the complaints before and none phased him anymore. “Maybe if you came out of that dungeon more often, light wouldn't hurt you so much .”
“Fuckin smartass.” Raph grumbled. Donnie wasn't one to take any shit when it came his systems. They were the first line of defense and he was extremely proud that he had them up and running since they were teenagers.
“Raph?”
“Whatcha want Donnie?”
“I'm supposed to tell you that Sensei and Leo are wanting to talk to you and that you can't leave until you do.”
Raph rolled his eyes. “Prob'ly another heart-tah-heart.”
This time, Donnie turned his full attention to Raph. Donnie rocked back and forth in his skateboard chair for a second. “I don't think so Raph. It sounded pretty serious.”
Raph furrowed his brow. “Serious? Yah’ got any idea why?”
“It has something to do with some surveillance in sector 4.'
“Sector 4?” Raph thought to himself. “What tha’ hell does sector 4 gotta do with me?” Sector 4 was Mikey's corner of the city. Unless it was a joint run, each brother had their own section of the city to patrol. “What's goin’ on at 4? Mikey pick up ah lead?”
“Not…exactly.”
“Then what?"
Donnie didn't answer.
"Spit it out Don. Yah’ gonna tell me or what?" Patience was never a strong suit.
Donnie knew better than to undermine Leo on this one. He also didn’t want to be on the receiving end of what he expected to be an unpredictable Raph. “You best go talk to Leo." With that, Donnie returned to his screens.
"Fuck does Leo want now?" His thought every time there was a talk to be had. It was either another assignment, change in protocol, or nagging about how messy he'd become. Either way, it was a conversation he was going to actively avoid.
The lineart for this was an adventure, but I really like the end result 🐢💜
Slay king SLAY is absolutely CORRECT.
And I love the end result.
Just a happy doodle 🙃 nothing to see here
or maybe there is 👀
What my dreams consist of 💜
What do you crave?
I’m craving this guy’s company 💜
Endgame in 30 mins. I'm not ready.
talk yo shit!
BOY SCOUT
So I did a thing
YAASSS *rings bell forever*
Indeed.
My account is back!
Put a pizza in front of it and it just sat on the pizza. Lame.
Just sits there not defeating the Foot Clan 😆