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"Self insert characters are cringe"

Bro I'm trying to survive capitalism with maladaptive daydreaming. Leave me alone.

Donnie is more outgoing than we give him credit.

I'm so soft for any and all shy, socially awkward Donatello headcanons.

But to me, Bayverse Donnie doesn't seem like the type to be shy? Awkward, yes, but he's like, second to Mikey when being outgoing.

Like how he talked when he hacked April's computer. Or when both Mikey and Donnie were excited to talk about the Lair while April was blindfolded.

Donnie is the one who has April's phone # and is the one she goes to if she needs stuff.

Donnie annoys Raph for fun, leads chants, throws baseballs around, does whatever the fuck that head whip was when Mikey introduced him, lmfao.

And he's just as athletic! He plays sports, and he kicks ass all the time in the movies. But he's definitely written as a complete dork about it, lol

Idk like a lot of stuff.

He's definitely awkward, but he's so fucking sweet and expressive and April and Donnie definitely had crime buddy energy going on in the second movie.

Aaaaaaawwwwwww

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gaz nation, i love u all. just saying 🫶🫶

Frankly, the reason I like Baptiste so much is because of the near-grace he handles his messy past with. He made awful decisions and he messed up and he was selfish, and he learned. And he grew. And he put in the effort toward being something better, instead of just moping over his sordid background and grave mistakes. He’s building over his mistakes, but he isn’t ignoring them, either. It’s the balance between acknowledging his error - possibly having to battle with guilt throughout it all - and presenting himself as this new and comforting and bettered person. He’s got a bad record, but that doesn’t mean he reflects it with a gruff you don’t know what I’ve done attitude. He smiles and he laughs and that optimism and goodnatured steadfastness are absolutely what people need in a combat medic.

Baptiste shows that it is okay to make mistakes, as long as you work to fix them. And he shows that you don’t have to wear sackcloth and hate yourself for what you’ve done. You’ve erred, but you are still allowed laughter and jokes and all things soft and upbuilding. And I think that’s a really neat thing.

One big thank you to Elliot Knight. Thank you for playing Kyle and thank you for looking like a fucking Greek God and being the hottest MW character and though the Gaz nation isn't as big, we're definitely the luckiest bc GOD DAMN BOY I'M GOING FUCKING INSANE-

(I'm literally Greek so I can confirm, I sacrifice goodies to him every good ol' Tuesday evening)

Hi love, I hope you're doing well <3

Can I suggest something fluffy with 2003 Donnie? It can be anything, I'd just like to see more fluff (since smut makes me personally a little uncomfortable so I try to avoid it)

No pressure tho! <3 Love your writing

Salmon Rice Bowls (Fluff)

2003!Donatello x reader

A/N: I tried my absolute best to stay away from any innuendos in this, so any of you thinking “tickle fight” means something else in this one, get ya mind out the gutter!😂 In honor of the salmon I’m eating as I’m writing this😂 Hope you’ll enjoy, even tho it’s a bit short💜

Warnings: None💜

“So what do you think?”, Donnie asked, chopsticks in hand as he chewed on the piece of salmon in his mouth, watching for your reaction with calm yet expecting eyes. It wasn’t often that Donnie cooked, let alone cooking for you, so he couldn’t help but feel an uneasiness inside of him. Why he felt uneasy he wasn’t sure though. You had never given him a reason to feel such a way, so why should he now?

You held a hand up in front of your mouth, chopsticks loose in the other one, chewing in thought, as your taste buds registered the food in your mouth. A large smile fell upon your lips, before you turned your gaze towards your boyfriend, seeing a smile growing in order to match yours.

“It’s really good, Donnie”, you exclaimed, adjusting your grip on the chopsticks, hearing your purple clad boyfriend let out a small breath as a kind of laugh. “What did you say it was called?”

“It’s nothing big”, Donnie said a little sheepishly. “It’s just a salmon rice bowl”.

“Well, it still tastes good”, you smiled, getting back into the bowl in front of you. “You should cook for me more often”.

“And miss you on your cooking? Not going to happen”, Donnie laughed. “How will I survive without your lasagna? Or your tiramisu? Or your coffee!"

“Now you’re just teasing me”, you smiled, poking Donnie’s side, causing him to scoot a little away when your touch tickled him.

“Me teasing? You started it”, Donnie laughed, poking you right back, making you yelp out.

“Don’t do that while I’m eating!”, you exclaimed, fighting to not let your smile break your cover.

“Don’t do that while you-? What about when you did it while I was eating?”, Donnie said, obviously having seen your smile crack through. “That didn’t count, huh?”

“No it didn’t”, you smiled innocently. “Just like this doesn't either”, you said, trying to poke Donnie’s side one more time, only for Donnie to catch your arm and the leg of your chair, pulling you closer to him, before letting go of the chair and tickling your side.

“Gotcha!”

“Nonono! Donnie! Noooo!”, you yelled, trying to pull away from your boyfriend and his masterful tickling.

Donnie laughed out loud, about to say something - most likely to be cheeky - only to be interrupted by a loud groan from the entrance to the kitchen, causing the two of you to turn in abrupt silence. There you found Raph, arms crossed and a very unimpressed expression on his face.

“I was going to get something to eat, but I have to watch the two of ya acting all couple gross in front of my food, then I rather starve”, he groaned in annoyance, before making quick way toward the fridge.

You and Donnie turned towards each other, a knowing look forming in each others’ eyes.

“Tickle fight when we’re finished eating?”, you asked.

“Tickle fight when we’re finished eating”, Donnie agreed, causing Raph to groan in annoyance once more, as he slammed his forehead against the kitchen cupboard.

(I didn’t find any info if your askbox is closed or not, if you are not taking up requests you can ignore this!)

But hi :) how are you? how you are doing well

this is a bit personal, but would you mind doing either a Headcanon or scenario with reader x turtles (romantic/crush stage) with a…Hopeless reader? Kinda someone who had to tell themselves that love isn’t on their life journey and that seriously bother them? Lol

this weekend I’m gonna attend a friends wedding, while meeting with some shared friends before the wedding, one of them quoted corpse bride’s scene “to Emily, always the bridesmaid, never the bride” for me (most of my friends are married or dating long term), usually I handle the lack of a love life fairly well (by not thinking about it or just making jokes about it lol) but tonight it kinda really bothered me, a lot.) a lot of my friends treat me being single as something I don’t out efforts in it? But holy shit I do, and it really hurts to see them saying or acting like I’m not doing enough? Anyways. I guess the request would be how the turtles would react to a reader who kinda just lost hope, who agrees with the quote even if it makes her very sad? Kinda trying to wing the night lowkey but turtles can sense it hurt her (maybe Vern said the quote lol, or something similar… that’s something stupid enough for the falcon to do 😅)

I hope makes sense, if not I apologize for the messy ask. Have a good day / night

I'm sorry that happened. Your friends definitely need to stfu about that lol dating and relationships are fun, but nobody NEEDS them. If they need a RELATIONSHIP to feel fulfilled, they have shit to figure out.

Definitely been there tho. And being single can be horrible. I see you

Scene: Your turtle has been secretly pining for you for a while now. Hasn't got the guts to say anything yet.

TMNT x Lonely Reader

Leo

- He could sense your reaction instantly, despite how well you hid it.

- Your micro expressions, the slight but sudden shift of your bodyweight away from Vern- Leo almost didn't catch that you had smiled and laughed at the comment.

- His own reaction was visceral and overwhelming, at least it was to him.

-He remained still by your side, but the urge to...he didn't even know. Hide you. Push hard at Verns shoulder- something.

-Geez. He hadn't felt like this since he was a child. Like he could protect his little brothers or you from judgment or cruelty.

-He couldn't.

-He sucked in a breath through his nose, scrambling for self-control; watching you handle the interaction like an adult. Forcing himself to as well.

-But it did satisfy him to see that Vern physically felt his animosity. The guy took once glance at Leo before he instantly stuttered an excuse to walk to another conversation.

-"Vern is an idiot." Leo scratched out, desperate to keep what he really wanted to say to you at a minimum. "There's absolutely nothing wrong with you."

-You seemed surprised at that, glancing up at him. But your quite, sincere smile made it it worth it.

Raph

- "Always the brides maid, never the bride, huh?"

- "What?" It was a reactive response. Before you could even register what he had said, or the sudden amount of hurt- or embarrassment you felt.

- Raph had turned wide, expectant eyes on Vern as well, something Vern noticed instantly.

- "Well, yunno." Vern stutteres, trying to stay focused on you. "I've seen ya at these events a lot but you never bring a guy around...or-"

-"See that girl over there?" Raph suddenly said, leaning down a little to point your gaze in the right direction.

- "Yeah." You said quietly.

-"Who's that girl, Vern?"

-Vern looked back at you guys, shrugging and putting his hands back in his pockets with an air of pride. "She's my girlfriend."

-Raph smirked, his voice somehow both condescending and unusually soft. "Vern met her a week ago. That makes her..." Raph trailed off, looming back into his full height, towering over Vern. "The sixth one this year, right. Makin' you real good at givin' advice to pretty girls, Falcon boy. Careful with that."

-"Jesus. I'm just- I'll be over there." Vern sighed, awkwardly stepping aside then walking out of sight.

- Raph said nothing, instead turning to you. "You alright?"

-You were desperate not to say everything you wanted to. "Much better." You said instead, looking up at him. Hoping the softness you saw there was a reflection of what you felt for him too.

Donnie

- Donnie couldn't even react or register the words before you were handling it. Shrugging and waving Vern off.

-He was horrified. His eyes were glued to Vern, completely confused that the guy had missed how rude of a statement that was.

-The conversation came and went, and while he had a wonderful time, he was entirety focused on you.

-While you didn't seem MISERABLE, you were different. Something had obviously changed. And it was Verns fault.

-You had no reason to feel pressure of that kind. You were perfect the way you were! No one should ever, ever, ever make you feel anything less.

-The thought that you did made him physically sick to his stomach.

-He might not have caught it in time to say anything in the moment.

-But Verns apartment locks, car, computer, and bathroom pipes all giving him a hard time all in the next 24 hours?

-A complete and utter mystery...

Mikey

-"Yeah you should listen to him." Mikey said.

-Shock coursed through you. "What?" You looked at him, wide eyed, heart in your throat- "W- I should-"

-"You should listen to him." Mikey repeated, noding solumley, starting to confidently strole around Vern. "This guy has fantastic dating advise. You don't even know, girl. Look at him!" Mikey's smile was as bright as the sun, gesturing to Vern as if he was a plater he was showing off to you.

-"He's been on this earth so long, his life experience exceeds our very comprehension, girl."

-Vern made a sudden puzzled expression while yours melted quickly into a smile.

-"He's got recipes too. Qualifications, evidence, the whole nine yards. Guy has like- twelve grand kids-"

-"I- C'mon, Mike-" Vern was catching on.

-"Ohhh.. yeah, that's right. No grandkids. But he does have a wife. They just had their fiftieth anniversary-!"

-"I'm not that o- He's joking with you." Vern tried to explain. "I'm not married."

-Mikey snapped his fingers as he had remembered something, suddenly getting much, MUCH closer in Verns personal space.

-"Oh yeah, that's right. You're not married. I forget that your on, like, your sixth girlfriend this month. Maybe actual advise sounds like..."

-Mikey stepped away from Vern, standing infront of you. "Keep those standards up, girl. Pretty face like yours? You could have anyone you want."

-You couldn't stop smiling.