Dee: is my Relive the Past Donnie!

Don: is my moots Donnie @notjustdragonspages

(This takes place before the accident of losing his brothers and you.)

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Dee cuddles

     Dee laid on the soft surface of his couch, slowly sinking into it with you. The turtles larger body and build causing it to sink and fold around him more, you on the other hand was small compared to him.

Your face nuzzling into his chest and letting out a mumble, your hair frizzy from the friction. Your small plush body against his solid and hard plastron, smooth and has edges. 

Dee let out a quite loving sigh as his body relaxes more, having you on top of him makes his heart beat faster. His soft golden eyes trace every shape and form of your face, you adorable smile made him softly grin.

His hand circling your back gently, his other resting on your lower back. Dee’s head lifting it up and nuzzling into yours, the smell of your shampoo filling his senses and he lets out a chirp.

You lift your heart with a stupid grin and he rolls his eyes, you giggle and kiss his forehead. Your lips feel the soft fabric of his mask before slowly trailing down to his cheek, he let out a scoff.

“Just on the cheek?” He looked into your eyes and you roll them, “would you prefer on your lips?” He looked to the side easing his arm up and placing his hand on his chin, pretending to think hard.

“Possibly, but I have no idea where they’ve been..” he looked at you with a grin.

“Oh shush you!” You laugh as you lean in to kiss him, he chuckled deeply and he kissed back. He pulls away and nuzzles your cheek, he lets out soft quite chirr’s. You shake your head and lay it back down on his plastron, yawning.

He sighs and placed his arms back around you, closing his eyes along with yours.

“Love you.” He whispered.

“More than Atomic Lass?”

“.. Maybe.”

You laugh and he shook his head chuckling.

(tw//Mentions od anxiety attacks and violence)

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Dee Problems

    Dee sat in his desk rubbing his head in irritation, his eyes puffy and tired. His hands shaking and aching from all the over working, his head dropping as he closes his eyes. Slowly passing out as his head lays onto his desk, his breathing becoming short. S.h.e.l.d.o.n comes zipping over In urgency as he quickly lifts up Dee, “come on dude! Wake up.”

 He smacked Dee, Dee grits his teeth before hitting the bot against the well. The droid let out a weak beep in pain,  Dee shook his head and regained his composure. He looked back at the droid and his eyes widen, he stumbles as he gets up and walks over to S.h.e.l.d.o.n. 

“Shel! Are you alright? Rate your pain out of 10! I apologize for my actions.. I forgot my meds.” He quickly picks up the droid and sped walk to his desk, pulling out tools and begins to fix the broken pieces and wires. “That’s- wHaT- i was— gOiNg- to remind you Of.” They glitched, before powering down when Dee began to repair.

“Ich schwöre bei Gott.. I shouldn’t have done that.. there were better answers..” he whispered under his breathe. As he finished the small damage he sat the robot on a purple glowing box of tech, letting the robot reboot. Dee let out a relieved sigh as he plops back into his chair, laying himself back before stroking his hands down his face. He can not, not take his medicine. 

If he doesn’t, he’ll end up snapping and hurting someone, or end having a anxiety attack.

He closed his eyes slowly before he opened them to look around for the bottle. He looked to the nightstand with the photo and necklace. 

Had he forgotten to put it on..? 

He shook his head before getting up and making his way to the side of his bed, he picked up the bottle before taking off the lid and popping the meds into his mouth.

He twisted his wrist and his purple markings begin to glow, a mug covered in a purple light floats over to Dee. 

He takes it into his hands and the light of his marks and of the mug goes out. He tips his head and downs it in one go, coffee always helped his mood. Maybe better than the meds.

Overstimulated

    Dee sat in his room full of tech and computers, his arms hugged his legs to his clothed plastron, his eyes shaken and puffy. His hands gripping onto his black shirt as his breathing begins to go un-even, his body twitches and shakes. 

“Salutation’s Dee, I’ve come to discuss on one of my proj—“ Don paused on his sentence and froze, his eyes scan Dee’s facial expression. “Oh..” Dee responded his body weakly begins to move, his face slowly growing into a emotionless mask of his mood.

 Don frowned and crossed his arms, placing his hand on his chin and began to think. His eyes light up and he grins, he walks over to Dee and offered his arms open wide. “Looser or tighter?”  Don smiled as he looked at his taller version, Dee eyes widen and he blinked. 

His brows furrowed as his eyes threaten to tear up, he walks closer and hugs Don. “Tighter..” Don chuckled softly and hugged Dee tight, his own body relaxing into his other self. He didn’t know what his other self went through, but he knows it messed him up. 

He huffed as he thought of something, “Ugh, now I sound like Leo.” Dee froze. Once more, his eyes widen, recalling all the times Leo helped him when he was stressed and overstimulated. He began to cry.

 Don panicked and pulled himself away, grabbing Don by the arms and looking up at him. “Woah- you good?” Don asked confused and shocked, Dee nodded his head before pulling Don back into the hug. Don blinked before patting Dee’s back. 

“It’ll be okay.” Don whispered.

(Dee >RTP!Future)

(Don >Future)@notjustdragonspages

(The Purple Duo.)

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(tw// if you haven’t read the other chapters of Relive the Past, I suggest reading those first! Check the #Relive The Past, tag!)

Dee and Don

     Dee was holding baby Azriel yawning as he walked around, rocking the baby side to side. The baby turtle begins to drift to sleep before a warping sound is heard, Dee let out a pissed off growl turning his head to the sound. 

Don walked out with arms full of snacks and some tech, he grinned smugly. “Oh. Did I wake the snot up?” Dee’s pupils dilated and he scowled, “Yes. Yes, you did.” Don chuckled a bit meakly as he walks over and sets down the stuff. 

He looks at the now crying baby turtle, he gasped in awe. “He has Raph’s eyes! Leo and Mikey’s marks! And Raph’s shell!” Dee nodded and sat onto the couch and sigh tiredly, “liebling is napping.. They asked me to get Him to sleep..”

 Don tilted his head. “Liebling? German? Never studied.. who is this Liebling?” Dee looked over to the spare room where you walked out in your pj’s, rubbing your eye and yawning. Don blinked before grinned and rest his chin on his hand, leaning his hip to the side. “Oh? Well I’ll be.. their quite a cutie..”

 Dee let out a threatening growl, his eyes piercing through Don’s head. You blinked and looked at the two turtles, you gasped. “There’s two of you Dee!” Dee nodded huffing as the child crawled out of his arms to you, you pick up the baby. “Hello there darling, I’m Donatello. But call me Don.”

 He walked slowly towards you his hand offering a hand shake, you take it with a soft grip and shook it. 

“Hello, I’m Y/n but Dee call’s me Liebling- I don’t even know what it means.” Don nodded as his hand lingered before pulling it away, Dee walk up besides Don. “Do not worry.. he will leave soon..” he side glares Don, Don grinned and looked at you.

“I think I’ll stay for a bit..”

“Ich schwöre bei Gott..”

“Oh! Great! I’m making Curry!”

Dee >RTP!Donnie

Dee> rtp!donnie

Don> my donnie (don't have an au name yet💀)

"You okay?" Dee looked down at his younger counterpart (only by a year) who was currently shivering on the floor of their shared lab. Various stuffies and pillows surrounded him, while he himself was wrapped in at least two blankets- one weighted, and one fluffy.

Don blinked slowly before scowling up at him. "Y-yes. I am perfectly fine. Why do you a-ask?" He hissed, teeth chattering. Dee chuckled and bent down slightly, hands resting on his waist. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you look like you're freezing your tail off. Not to mention, we both know we only act this way when freezing."

Frown only deepening, Don clicked his tongue before huffing. "Fine. Maybe I feel mildly uncomfortable. How are you not cold anyway?!" He whipped his head to the (slightly) older genius who chuckled. "I'm bigger then you. And can handle more cold apparently. Makes it easier to store heat."

Don growled under his breath, tucking his nose under the edge of the fluffy blanket. He looked awful, Dee admitted to himself. And that was saying a lot, considering he looked pretty under any circumstance. Crouching down beside him, Dee lifted up a side of the blanket. Don's hiss of protest was cut off as a large arm wrapped around his shoulders and he was brought to the side of a very warm thing.

Looking up, he grumbled. "I'm not a little kid."

Dee chuckled. "No, but you are freezing. So quit complaining." Trying to build up more warmth, Dee rubbed his hand up and down Don's shell, which he seemed to appreciate.

"Haven't done this for awhile..." Dee muttered, his thoughts drifting to his brothers. Don shifted a bit, snuggling into his side more.

"I'm sorry. For what happened." Don said, looking ahead of him. Dee chuckled again.

"You weren't there. Not your fault." Dee waved a tablet in front of Don's face, seemingly from nowhere. "Now, I know we're both probably too old for this, but..... Atomic Lass marathon?"

Don grinned. "Definitely."

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For reference, Dee is 31, and Don is 30.

Hehehehe >:3

My god their do CUTEEE!!!

LOOK AT MY BABIESSSS

I wanted to draw this but my sketchbook decided to disappear- *sobs.*

BUT THIS MADE MY MORNIN!

I LOVE THISSSSSS

Dee and Don are best duo. I confirm. Best duo. Besides Rtp Leo and future Nardo- those two will cause chaos, if not destruction.