Oscar: Fight Me! Mark, Standing Behind Him And Holding A Knife: *mouths* Do Not.

Part 2 please

💜🐢Donatello x Male!Reader

Enter: New Rival!

For the first time in forever, THE Donatello Hamato and Casey Jones found themselves on a truce. That's right. A truce. The rest of the turtle brothers thought it was odd that the two hormonal teens weren't bumping heads or fighting each other to get the red head's attention like usual. Instead they would somewhat greet each other with a silent nod before disappearing into the brainiac's lab. Donnie's brothers just shrugged it off. Maybe they're all chill now? But seeing as they were both still pinned on the goal for April's heart, that was most unlikely. But it was very weird to see the two rivals agreeing and teaming up with each other. The reason?

April has a crush.

The guy in question was a human boy, a new addition to their school. April had met him when they were partnered for a science project.

Donnie was delighted at first. He knew his sweet April would rely on him the most when it comes to these sort of things. It doesn't matter to him who partners up with April because she would end up coming back to him anyway, but instead this new guy was apparently intelligent and capable enough for the job, hence no opening for Donnie to step in.

"S-So April! I uh.. heard you got a science project coming in!" Donnie started "You know you could always come to me for help!" He coolly leaned against the table.

April blushed "A-Actually I already had someone to work with..."

Donnie's smile deflated "Oh really? That's uh... good? May I ask who you're working with? I mean I'm sure I can whip you up something better than a baking soda volcano..." He trailed off.

"We're not making a baking soda volcano, Donnie." April laughed it off "And (y/n) is actually really sweet! He planned to make a Fire Glass pit for our project and give away marshmallows so our class can have s'mores!" The girl swooned "Isn't he so considerate? And it's a great way to bond with our classmates! You guys are great but it's been so long since I hung out with other people!" She excitedly beamed.

His heart fell heavy. The terrapin did a fake laugh trying not to sound hurt by her last comment  "Yeah he sounds.. great.."

*ping!*

"Oh I just got his text! Gotta go, bye Don!" April hurriedly exited the lair without looking back.

"Bye.. April..."

Not only that, Casey had been having a hard time catching up to April as well. As soon as the bell rung, she would zoom towards her crush, then other girls--if not the soccer team, would surround them like a barrier!

"Hey Red! Wanna ha-"

"Not now Casey I gotta go!" April ran past Casey making a B line towards a crowd of the school's popular kids, squeezing herself in to get into the middle. Casey raised an eyebrow feeling a bit offended by how quickly he was ignored. But since when did April become a part of the popular club anyway? The boy found himself hopping on a random chair in the hall, standing on his tiptoes to get a look at what was going on.

Lo and behold in the middle of the crowd was the new guy and the school's soccer team surrounded by giggling fangirls and---is that April smiling and clinging on the (h/c)'s arm?!?!?

This (y/n) whatever-his-lastname manage to not only be a star member of the soccer team, he is also the new school heartthrob and basically stole all the hot babes at school in less than a week?? Seriously what the hell!?

Things had just gone from bad to worse when April started stay on campus grounds and ditch hangout plans just to watch this asshole practice. It became worrisome for the others at how they were seeing their friend less and less. On the other hand, it was driving both Donnie and Casey insane! What is so good about watching a sweaty guy run around and kicking ball into nets anyway?!

So what if he's good looking or smart or sporty? Donnie and Casey were still better than him right? Well sure they would still get the redhead's attention but as soon as she caught the one and only (y/n) from the corner of her eye? Poof. She's gone. Legit teleported to the teen boy's side. Yeah sure teenagers are supposed to be crazy with all that hormones at that age but come on!!

Damn this new rival is a strong one. The blood in their bodies are basically boiling at the thought of that boy putting his greasy dirty little hands on their April.

But the two love sick morons aren't going to give up so easily. No sir!

So they came up with a plan.

The plan was to embarrass this (girl)friend stealer by making Donnie sneak into the soccer team's locker (ya know cuz he's a sneaky ninja) with a bucket of sewage water. He was supposed to pour it all over the unsuspecting victim's head, then scare the shit out of him so bad that he runs out of the locker room--into the halls butt naked and drenched in stinky sewage water for the whole student body to see! The newspaper club will eat that up!

Last but not the least they added a special touch to the plan.

Casey would purposely take April down the hall for the perfect moment to see all of it unfold with front row seats  (possibly with popcorn and a camera ready to catch that ass in 4k) and then April would never want to get involved with that stupid (y/n) ever again!

Although it wasn't Donatello's style to do something so petty as a stink prank, he gave in. (Casey handled most of the planning when Donnie started to suggest they should involve chainsaws and bodybags) It would be a pretty satisfying and hilarious scene so the turtle agreed to Casey's plan.

Hey if things go accordingly, this other kid (y/n) might just switch schools! Which is great for him! One less rival out of the way.

And so the day finally arrived. Donnie successfully snuck into the school soccer team's locker room in one of the shower stalls. Casey told Donnie earlier that (y/n) and April were supposed to have a study session for their History exam, so (y/n) should be leaving their sports practice early. Perfect!

The bo staff wielding ninja was nervous. During the planning stage this sounded like a good plan, but now that he was here; he kind of felt bad now. Maybe this is a little too much? I mean... we're talking about ruining a person's entire reputation and having possible PTSD or at least a trauma for the rest of their life. Maybe he can still back out. Talk to Casey and tone down the plan? Donnie's train of thought was interrupted by a text from the blockhead.

CaveMouth👎: 'The poop is in the toilet. I repeat! The poop is in the toilet. Ready Operation: Flush!' it reads.

Donnie cringed in disgust. Seriously? Operation: Flush? Can he think of an even more lame name to give?

Just in time, the locker room's door opened. Donnie froze and waited a few minutes for the shuffling of feet. He listened in the target whistling as he put away his stuff, some locker opening before Donnie finally heard the running water from the stall next to his.

The purple terrapin started to contemplate his life choices again. This was his last chance to back out on this shot. His fingers were nervously drumming on the seal of the bucket with one hand supporting it. Maybe he should leave now while he still can? Then again... If he did this then April wouldn't be so fixated on a random guy who most likely didn't deserve her. He was probably some sports jerk anyway!

Donnie gasped in realization. Yeah that's right! He could be a jerk and be playing around with April's feelings! Casey did say the soccer team always had at least a platoon of girls pinning after them. It's those popular jockey sports guys that always does that kind of thing right? And it was the popular girls that always bully the pretty main characters because of a jock in movies! His poor April!

With his anger jealousy over clouding his reasoning (accompanied by knowledge of cliché highschool stereotypes) Donatello huffed his chest, determined to save his April from the guy who plans to steal his girl!

Donnie readied up his bucket for the attack but almost lost his footing when the running water finally stopped and someone stepped out of the stall. Damn.

He must've been thinking for so long that (y/n) finished his shower! Nevermind that, even an hour long bath won't be enough to get rid of this stench anyway. However, Donatello got a little curious. Just what exactly did April see in (y/n) that made her so jittery anyway? Surely he can't be that good looking right?

He thought it wouldn't hurt to take a quick peek at his rival. Master Splinter said that as a ninja, he needs to always analyse his opponents before he strikes. He bet that this boy was not even that good. Donnie could totally beat him in a fight! He doubt with all the sports he did, he wouldn't even be strong enough to protect April! With that in mind, Donatello inched closer to the edge of the shower stall. Just for a quick look and....

Donnie's heart stopped.

That's (y/n)?!

The tall turtle's jaw drop at the sight. What he saw was a boy, slightly taller than him with a well toned body clad in nothing but a towel wrapped low around his hips, showing off his incredible body with another towel drying his short (h/c) hair.

Donatello gulped unable to look away. He heard that (y/n) was attractive but he didn't expect.... this! No way. It must be a mistake. Thos couldn't be (y/n). But the name taped on the locker said otherwise.

It was as if the boy was moving in slow motion. The background soon blurred into a soft misty pink color with hearts popping up around the human male. Small droplets of water trailed down his neck, his chest down his well sculptured abs before disappearing under the white towel cloth. Donnie felt a small drip from his nose.

Then the moment (y/n) finally opened his eyes? Oh he knew he was done for. (Y/n) had the most magnificent pair of (e/c) eyes that sent shivers down the turtle's shell. The kind of eyes he would gladly get lost in. Donnie leaned closer to get a better look but his foot made a squeak against the tiled floor.

Fuck.

"Hello?" Oh my god his voice. It sounds so smooth like butter. Donatello didn't dare move. (Y/n) merely shrugged and dismissed the noise. This gave the olive skinned turtle to look back again. He absent mindedly locked his lips as he watched the (h/c)'s muscles flex with each movement.

Donatello gasped and looked away when (y/n) dropped his towel. Donnie's face was burning bright red, silently screaming in his head when he heard the shuffling of clothes. He didn't dare look back in there again due to embarrassment. Not even when he heard (y/n)'s locker shut close. Not even when (y/n) grabbed his bag from the bench. Nor even when (y/n) left the room, leaving a wheezing giant turtle alone in the stalls. Donnie's whole body was still on fire and hyper sensitive.

The masked turtle could only place his hand on his chest, feeling his small fragile little organ hammer away violently against his plastron. What was going on?! What on earth was that?! Why did he do that?! He acted like some creep!

Suddenly the locker room's door bursts open with Casey dashing for his friend. When (y/n) came out looking fine, Casey thought Donnie got in trouble. He hesitantly left April (technically it was April who left Casey when she saw (y/n) walking by) and ran towards the lockers. Casey looked at Donnie who was on the floor with the bucket by his side. He was staring at the ceiling with a nosebleed, mouth agape and face fully flushed red.

"Dude what the heck happened?!" Casey panicked at the sight of his friend's nose bleeding. Did he get punched or something?!

Copper eyes continued staring into the ceiling not bothering to look at Casey. All his thoughts were currently filled with dripping wet abs, white towels and shades of (e/c). "I.... I dunno..." Donatello drunkly murmured.

I like to think that Sasha’s blush (despite the cartoon aspect) is basically feminist war paint or the toxic female gaze war paint.

If there's a possibility of future f1 movies

Cast Anthony Ramos as Lando Norris. yes

please

and thank you

Yessss, I’ve been waiting for this to come out and my god this is the best. While you turn this into a series? Will there ever be a part 3?

🐢💜 Donatello x Male!Reader

Enter: New Interest!

OwO what's this? The long over due part 2?

Part 1

Stalk·er

/ˈstôkər/

noun

1.a person who harasses or persecutes someone with unwanted and obsessive attention.

2.a person who hunts game stealthily.

Donatello groaned as he dramatically dropped himself on his chair, slightly cringing as the sharp 'squeak' his chair made in protest.

He'll fix that that later. For now he was facing the toughest situation in his life yet.

It had been exactly 2 weeks, 4 days, 7 hours and 37 minutes since he had met April's love interest and frankly... it did not go the way he expected it.

Not only did the plan fail because of his hesitancy, but April is still going on and on about her highschool crush. It was highly infuriating and Donnie didn't like it.

And so he began with his investigation. He easily hacked into the student's information log and found his target. First came your student ID number, then your address, your parent's number and socials.

For a while, he convinced himself that he was only doing this to protect April. Gotta make sure you're a real person and not secretly a Kraang like Irma. He's doing the right thing in order to make sure his family and friends are safe! There's nothing wrong with that, right?

That was of course.... until he stumbled upon your Instagram---and my god you were just a different level of good looking.

Pictures upon pictures of you surrounded by lavish things and expensive clothing from Gucci to Chanel to Balenciaga---they all look good on you! And you were in places he never even imagined of going---Hawaii, Taiwan, New Zealand, Paris, you were everywhere!

Each photo was cleverly taken with expressions ranging from relaxed, to excited, to melancholy. It didn't take a genius to figure out that you were modeling.

Great! Not only were you Mr. Good Looking Popular Boy, now you're a model too?!

That's just ridiculous!!!

Donatello, at that moment knew, God made you just to spite him!

'Hyat! Take this! The ultimate human!'

It was at the heat of the moment when his hands took control while his mind rages with the temperature of the sun. He printed out a photo of your face with that cute-ehem-asshole grin and duck taped it to a pillow.

He now understands how Rapahel feels when he's mad. Donnie just wants to pour out his frustrations and punch something! Anything!

But just as he was about to give the first blow to his (y/n)-punching bag, he stopped.

In fact, one look at your smiling face, all of his anger immediately dispersed.

You looked happy. Carefree and innocent, like a teddy bear that needs a hug.

Donnie's face starts to turn red "Ah!! Stop it, stop it!!" He slapped his cheeks to calm his nerves. He looked at his makeshift punching bag and turned it face down. He'll go back on that later.

The tall terrapin walked back to his computer. Maybe he just needs a different photo? Yeah, an ugly photo. Maybe one of those stolen pictures of you picking your nose or mid sneeze!

"Yeah just need to find an ugly photo of him!" He assured himself "I'm sure I can find one on no time!"

There weren't any.

Each image of you was framed to perfection. He had to bitterly admit that your photographer knew exactly what he was doing.

"Grrr!!!" This was not good. Not according to plan.

So far, you were clean. Too clean.

He bet he could find some sort of dirt on you in other social medias instead so he went off to hunt down your accounts. It didn't take long for him to hook your phone's GPS on his computer, letting him know wherever you are at any given moment.

"Doña Alicia's elementary school? Ooorrrr a secret Kraang base!!" He screamed at the monitor "You won't be getting away from me, you thief!!"

And that, ladies and gentlemen is how Donatello Hamato went from background checking, to obsessive stalking.

"Tsk." He didn't like that word. He prefers 'Gathering information for safety purposes'.

He wasn't directly harassing you nor was he hunting you. He's just being protective of his loved ones!

Which is totally different!

He sighed. Today wasn't going good. His time and thoughts were occupied with you so much so that he hadn't had time to think about anything new. He already finished doing repairs anyway, maybe he'll call it a day and get some rest?

The purple turtle stood and dragged himself towards his room, passing by his brothers on the couch.

Leo was the first to notice him "Need something Donnie?"

Donnie just shook his head "No. I'm thinking about going to sleep."

"Woah!" Mikey did a double take from his video game "Did I hear that right? Donnie? Sleep? That's like mixing water and milk!"

"Actually, its water and oil."

"Whatever!" Raph injected "You've been acting weird lately."

Donnie was offended "I am not!"

"Well.." Leo started "You have been distracted a lot during training. And you're always in your lab but we don't hear you making anything." He shrugged.

"Can't I work in silence? What if I put sound proof padding in my lab?"

"Did you?"

"....no.."

"Hey guys!" April popped up seemingly out of nowhere.

"Hey April!" Mikey waved, still busy with beating his own high score.

Donnie stood in full alert. April is here!!!

Donnie clearned his throat and approached the red haired beauty "H-Hi Apri-"

"Leo! I need your help!" The redhead zoomed past the genius brother and went straight to Leo. Donnie sulked.

"Sure, what can I help you with?" Leo stood from his position on the couch to face April who looked bashful and hesitant.

"Do you ah... think you can help me with Space Heroes?" She asked.

What?

Leo looked surprised but otherwise pleased that someone took interest in his favorite show "Of course! May I ask why and what part you want to know?"

"Everything!" April replied without a second thought "(Y/n) mentioned that he used to watch Space Heroes as a kid and I was wondering if you could help me know enough to get a conversation flowing?" Donatello growled. He didn't like that April was going out of her way just to have something in common with you.

"That (y/n) again? Sheesh girls are crazy." Raph grumbled.

"Please Leo?" She clasped both of her hands and did her best puppy dog eyes at Leo.

Donnie didn't bother hearing the rest of it.

He stomped his way into his room and slammed the door shut. He dropped on his bed, immediately making eye contact with (Y/n), the un-punched Punching Bag.

"This is your fault!" He picked up the pillow and started shaking it "You're ruining my life!!" Donnie shouted at the poor pillow. "You already had everything! Why do you need her too?!"

He glared at your stupidly handsome face "You're waayyy too perfect to even be realistic!" He ranted "You may not be a Kraang but that doesn't mean you're not secretly an alien, are you?!" He accused the pillow as if it was going to reply.

It didn't.

"Oh what am I doing? This is so stupid." Of course it wouldn't reply. Donnie plopped back into his bed, still holding the verbally attacked pillow.

"Donnie?"

Donatello screamed, accidentally throwing the pillow on Raph's feet.

It landed facing up.

Raph looked at the picture taped on the pillow. Then to Donnie. Then the pillow.  Then back to Donnie.

"I... I-I can explain!"

"So that's what happened?"

Donnie nodded. Raph was surprisingly understanding. For a second there, he expected his hot headed brother to run around the lair telling everyone about what he saw.

"Well I'm not really good at giving advice-"

"I know."

"-but I suggest you figure out this guy's personality in person. Anyone can fake their personality in social media and girls tend to get too knocked in on looks to notice anything bad about the guys they like." Raph said. "If he turns out to be a pretty boy with a bratty attitude you'll know to stay away." Raph leaned on the wall as he finishes.

"Wow..." Donnie was impressed. That didn't seem to bad "That's actually... a really good idea."

Raph smirked "Yeah, you're already stalking him so why not follow him around too?"

"I'm not a stalker."

"Yeah?! Tell that to him!" Raph gestured at the discarded (Y/n) punching pillow on the floor.

Donatello blinked. Walked up to pick up the pillow and looked at it straight in the eye.

"I am not a stalker." He glared at the pillow.

Raph facepalmed.

WARNING:

I am not a writer or poet or professional of anything. I just wrote this cause I felt like a disappointment and I accepted, also you can use it for an English homework or something but don’t forget to ask or say thank you to me I really don’t care to be honest.

Meh

Be happy to others cause it’s the right thing to do

Even if you’re a sore loser but hey it’s kinda true

You tried your best and that’s alright

Though no one cares but yeah that’s fine

So don’t express your sorrowing frown

You’ll be the doner that no one wants around

So smile little sadly and give them a cheer

For they have succeed so don’t interfere

Cause they might have finally had their first win

Now don’t be one of the people who crushed their serotonin

So don’t be a crash just move on fast

For no one will care so don’t you dare

Now held your head high and suck on does tears

Walked to the pier were no one would hear

Clarice casas

I still can’t get over the fact that the blues third image looks like one of the exaggerating actions from the app episode LOLLL

From catching hands to catching f e e l s

These three as a comedy trio WOULD BE AMAZING

WHY IS NO ONE SCREAMING ABOUT THIS!!!HOHDYRDHCJHDJDKX

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