Write ya a lil something of my lil Dee :3

__Dee sat on his couch reading a book as he manspreads, his other arm was resting under his head. He wore glasses as he read, humming a small tune. You soon walked in and notice him reading, you giggle evilly knowing damn well he gets so distracted into that book he won’t notice you. You slowly crept over and stood between his legs, popping down and folding your legs under your ass.

Your hands trail up bare legs to his biker short, your thumbs begin to rub small circles around on his thighs. You heard Dee let out a small chirp of Surprise and he snaps his neck down at you, his eyes widen as he now notices you down there. In that position..

he gulped and he placed down the book as his hand than rubs over his chin than to mouth. Your small strokes of your thumbs turned into full on massages to his thighs, causing his lower body to shake and twitch. He let out small muffled groans and chirps as you did this, his golden eyes staring down at you with need…

I've always has the headcanon that as Donnie grows older, his thighs are always sore from squatting to work on the turtle tank.

And his hands.

And his back.

Hhhhhhhh I need him to be under me. Like not even to fuck him I just- UGH

RTP meets your Donnie:

-Dee > RtP

-Don > Your Donnie

Dee stared at the other version of himself in confusion, his arms crossed as his one hand rubs his chin tilting his head. “So you are me?” Don nodded before waving his hand closing his eyes and grinning, “Why of course, our looks didn’t falter as we got older I see.” Dee give a small nod but huffed at being called old. “Ich bin nicht alt, Kind. I’m only 31.” Don laughed a bit, “sarcastic laugh, you are quite dry looking. Have you been following our daily hygiene?” Dee looked to the side and shook his head, he couldn’t lie to himself. Not even to his younger self from a different timeline. “No.. I’ve been busy.” Dee responded, Don gasped dramatically placing a hand over his chest part of his plastron, “You- you stopped doing our hygiene? No wonder I look rugged and dry!” Dee only grumbled as he cracked his neck, “Do you still have your.. significant other?” Don grinned smugly as he poses dramatically, flexing his 100% nerd sweater. “Precisely! We have been going on for a month, 27 days, 1 hour, 7 minutes, and 30 seconds counting.” Dee twitches before grabbing Don by the shoulder and pulling him close, glaring deathly and threatening into Don’s eyes. “Do Not Lose Them. You Don’t Realize How Much You Love Them Till Their Gone.” Don eyes widen and he blinked,

“What?”

(If you ykyk what Dee is talkin abt.)

(Hope I got yer Don right-)

Yes!! You definitely nailed him!! He's not too much younger then your Donnie, he's 30. Definitely exceedingly dramatic though, even for a Donnie. He's just a lil baby. Hasn't gone through much trauma.

I wanna hug him so much X333 both of them. I kind of wanna write more to this- maybe a tiny collab comic- NOW IM INVESTED!!!

I JUST REMEMBERED DG DONNIE. HE HAS TO MEET BOTH OF THEM NOWWWW.

RAH!- Donnie boyyyyy!! RTP as a teen

djdejvjehjckjkkwwkwdcnwdcn HES SO SWEET! hehcnjcndjccwkcjwk

God why is writing so difficult..

*Looks at Ch.5 for RTP.*

My fingers crampinnnn

(Also I made you a drawin of Donnie. I just gotta finish the crop top-)

writing is hard 😭

Im still working on this fic I gotta get done-

Got a new phone so I gotta send it to myself