Frequently visited memories?
And watcha look like?
A lot of the memories that I revist r usually not great or make me feel so nostalgic and sad I end up yearning for the past like a loser bru 😓😓😓 some of the good mems r usually involving my brothers tho, watching movies when we shld be sleeping or getting my front teeth knocked out when raph was pulling the wheelbarrow 😭😭
AND. In terms of what I look like...
Plus a cracked shell, elbow and knee braces though we never really ever draw anything further than thighs soooo 😅 in terms of scars, I have a lot more than what we usually draw but that's not important 🫶
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very short disaster twins drabble for @liketheletter-l
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“Would you still love me if I was a worm?”
Donnie didn’t look up from what he was doing, typing on his laptop at top speed. “Why would you be a worm?”
“Stop asking for specifics and answer the question.” Leo was sitting on the floor next to his bed. He’d shown up and refused to leave, even though it was four AM.
“I’m busy, Nardo.” Donnie said, rolling his eyes.
Leo pulled his knees closer to his chest. He didn’t look over at Donnie on the bed. “Come on, it’s an easy hypothetical meme dude, just answer the question.”
“Would I still love you if you were a worm?” Donnie repeated, incredulous. “What kind of meme is that?”
“Nevermind.” Leo squished his cheek as he turned his head away, oddly sad about it. “It presumes you love me right now, I guess.”
The room echoed with the sound of his laptop snapping shut. Donnie tossed it out the bed with a little bounce and joined his twin on the floor.
“Why are we being stupid down here?” Donnie asked, and wove his arm around Leo’s shoulders. He was cold, just in a sleep shirt and shorts. There were so many blankets for him to steal, why was he sitting on the ground?
“I’m not.” Leo protested, pathetically, still not looking his way.
“I would still love you if you were a worm.” Donnie replied, firm and unyielding. “I would put all of my effort into reversing whatever ridiculous situation turned you into a worm, and if I could not, then I would turn into a worm as well. And we’d be worms together.”
A hazy beat of 4AM silence. Leo turned his head to Donnie with shining, nearly teary eyes, and said in a wobbly voice, “We’d be worms together?”
“Yes, L.” Donnie tucked Leo’s head under his chin and ignored the dampness immediately on the collar of his shirt.
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@uncannyalien asked me to check out their friends au
And couldn't help myself and drew disaster twins from Minecraft isekaid au what belongs to @songdrop
I added a blank version as well since who knows really what they are talking about.
I hope they look okay-ish, my first time trying to draw disaster twins and who wouldn't use their own brother as a place to sleep while the other is working
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for the ask game, two birds on a live wire sounds interesting!
Thank you!!
Well, Two Birds on a Live Wire is another disaster twin fic!
In it, Leo and Donnie go on a mission together and end up trapped as the building falls around them. (I seem to have an obsession with cave-ins. Hmm.)
Below the cut is more details because it's a bit graphic and people may not want that angst so obviously on their dash.
Leo protects Donnie to the best of his ability, curling over his brother and trying to protect him from the falling rubble. Donnie tries to protect him right back with mystic shields, but it's not exactly...
Working out.
Rocks keep on breaking through them, or Donnie forms a shield around a rock and that shatters it immediately.
So it's really just Leo's carapace protecting them both from the onslaught.
By the time it stops, Donnie is practically pancaked into the ground, and Leo is pressed on top of him, shell cracked into a billion smitheries. The only thing keeping him conscious is pure worry that something happened to Donnie.
It's not an unfounded fear, either, since Donnie lost consciousness himself and was also battered by the rocks, though more indirectly. It was more like a growing pressure around them, more and more weight pressed into him. And losing consciousness did away with his battle shell, so it's just his softshell being ground into the concrete flooring.
Leo stays awake until Raph and Mikey arrive to dig them out, the Hidden City paramedics on their way. He tells them that Donnie's hurt, and so they devote their attention to digging Donnie out of the rubble while Leo looks on an falls unconscious.
He wakes up in the Hidden City hospital, who knows how much longer, wondering where Donnie is-- And more importantly, if Donnie made it after such a harrowing experience. Even though Leo, himself, is the more hurt one.
Despite all of that, it's mostly a recovery fic, with a LOT of emotional hurt/comfort/whump. But that's the setup! And will probably be my favourite part to write, lol.
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