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Donatello awoke with a pounding head, he groaned as he slowly pushed himself up and rubbed his tired eyes. He sat back in his chair and closed his eyes again. He had fallen asleep at his desk last night, he couldn't even remember what he was doing.  Slipping into deep thought he was just about to fall back asleep when he heard his lab door open and someone walk up behind him. He sighed happily when he felt a small gentle set of hands connect with his shoulders and lightly begin to kneed the tense muscles. He melted into the touch, knowing exactly who it was, "You should stop falling asleep at your desk and actually go to bed at night" y

Sleepily stirring a bit of sugar into his coffee, Donatello leaned against the counter. He closed his eyes, he ran a calloused hand over his maskless face. Glancing at the clock his tired eyes widened as he realized it was 3:56am, "Oops" he thought as he sighed, internally scolding himself for staying up so late again. "Looks like another all nighter for me" he mumbled as he sipped his coffee. Smiling happily as the warm liquid made its way down his throat, he started to make his way out of the kitchen and back to his lab. As he excited the kitchen he slammed into a tiny form. Feeling something come in contact with his chest he frowned and l

You weren't really sure what brought you here, you awkwardly stood outside of Raphaels door at 2:34am and lifted your hand to knock. You pause, what would you even say...the two of you had shared a moment...a moment of weakness, a moment of need, a moment of want...you weren't really sure what it was. You lower your hand, "I should just go back to bed" you think and you take a step away from the door. Suddenly it swings open, "You've been standing there for 20 minutes now, you know that?" An agitated Raph asked, "Get in here" he grips your arm roughly and pulls you into his room as he shuts the door behind you. "What is your problem?" He dema

"LEO!" You call causing Don to jump, "Yeah? What's wrong?" Leonardo asks poking his head through the doorway moments later. His brow is furrowed and a concerned frown quickly covers his face as he looks over to see his brother in such a weak state, "Help me get Don to that cot, he almost passed out" You say as you look over the turtle, checking his vitals, "You alright?" Leo asks softly as he helps Don stand up, taking most of the weight as he assists him. "Yeah....?" Donatello replies in a raspy whisper as he weakly stumbles over to the cot, "You don't seem so sure about that" his brother says, blue eyes full of worry as he sets him dow

As you sit by the grave stone, you absentmindedly brush away the dirt and moss that has grown over the base. Your legs had fallen asleep from sitting on them for so long...how long? Well, you never really knew how long. A girl about your age walked up to your side, her red hair flowing in the breeze, "Hello" she said in a confused tone, "I've never seen you before, what's your name?" She asks softly as she places flowers at the foot of the grave. You smile, "(Y/n)" you say quietly, she smiles back warmly as she takes a seat beside you. She sighs softly and brushes hair from her eyes "I'm April" she finally says. The two of you sit in sile

"Donnie, wake up" a soft female voice called him from the darkness. Cracking his tired eyes open he was met with a blue sky, "What..." He breathed out the question, inhaled the fresh air, and scanned the area as he sat up, "hello?" "Donatello? Come to me" a familiar voice echoed, "Where are you?" He asks softly as he stands to find himself in a grass clearing, "Donnie, I miss you" your voice calls through the wind, "Why did you let me die?" You sing sorrowfully, "I...I...I didn't mean to..." He stutters and searches for you, "P-please! (Y/n) please!" "You let me die...I thought you loved me" "(Y/n) I do! I still do!" He calls frantical

alking into the lair, it was silent, "Huh...pretty quiet" Raphael notes groggily, "Mikey must be asleep" he chuckles. A soft snoring from the living room, "Yep, he's out" Raph smiled softly at the familiarity of his home. "Fearless is probably drinking tea or something like that" "Actually he always meditates at this time now" Don shrugs, "maybe you should shower, you smell terrible" Raph actually chuckles again, "I'm not nearly as drunk as smell like I am" he says casually, "More like buzzed" "Of course, how silly of me" Don rolls his eyes and leads his brother to the kitchen to make him some tea. Raph walks ahead of him, and stops as soo

"Raph?" Donatello asked in shock. This figure before him looked like his brother, but was distant and cold. "Hey genius" the brute slurred, he was still the same old Raph. "Bet you never thought you'd see me again, huh?... Bet you didn't want to after I got her...yeah" A pang of anger filled his heart, only to quickly be replaced by pity as the large turtle tried to rise from the ground only to wobble and fall on his butt again. "I don't need your pity, I can see it in your eyes" he said, "I don't need you to care about me" "I do" Donatello croaked, "What?" He shot back angrily, "I do care, you saved my life, you...you tried, Raph" he fel

Donatello sits in his lab, it has been six months since (y/n) was killed...killed...the word left a foul taste in his mouth. Raphael never comes home, Don would care but...he never came out of his lab so it's not like he was much better. "Don?" Leonardo's tired voice called, "Mikey made pasta...would you like some?" Things hadn't been the same since she left...thing would never be the same... "Yeah" Donatello replied after taking a few minutes to find his voice. "I'm going to come out today" he called without thinking, "Don't bring it to me, please" his voice was soft and weary "Alright, take your time" he heard how happy his brother soun

"RAPH LOOK OUT" You screamed as you shoved the bulky turtle out of the way, feeling the impact instantly. Your body connects with a wall, you faintly hear your name. A scream, a panicked form hovers over you as you slip away... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  "Ahahahaha I winnnnnn" Michaelangelo cheered and did a back flip. The night was cool, yet the air held a heavy forboadence. "That's...not...fair...Mikey" you gasped in between breaths, "You said...you'd give me....a 5 second...head start" "Maybe you should sit down, (y/n)" Donatello offered in concern as you tried to lower your heart rate after the rooftop sprint around town. You hadn't done