#remrose

new patch i designed and made, inspired by

Firefight, Ch. 25, by @remedyturtles / @remrose on ao3.

"The rumble-roll of wheels on gravel. Donnie reluctantly looked out the window and saw huge sprawling sycamore trees, swaying green grass, and a moderate overcast sky. It didn’t feel like anything in particular to see, churning something unfamiliar and uncertain.

Donnie said, somehow, around the sheer cotton his mouth had become, “Did you know there are sycamore trees alive today that are more than three hundred years old?”

Leo’s shoulders relaxed and he grabbed the hand that Donnie still had pressing against his mouth, pulling it away with a squeeze. “Well, I do now, Dontron.”

“Maybe Dad planted them.” Mikey chimed in from the front, all sly innocent littlest energy.

“Excuse me, I am right here.” Splinter said, delightfully mixed with gruff and amused.

Donnie kept his gaze on the enormous trees with their impossibly large trunks, and thought,

I'M ON CHAPTER 39 AND CHAPTER 40 CAME OUT

WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK

TW: mentions of su1c1d3

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Sorry for the break over the holiday period. I hope to be able to get back to regularly scheduling these, again.

🐢here's your answer in spades by remrose🐢

Something serious has happened to Rise Donnie, and now he can't even remember his own name, let alone who these people around him are. But one presence brings him comfort, and refuses to leave his side throughout.