TMNT and ROTTMNT One-shots (Taking Requests)

Disaster Twinning (Rise!Donnie x Twin!Reader)

The art is not mine but I did add text obviously

"Come on, (Y/N)! It's not that bad," Yuri, my older twin, says. "Says the girl who got mutated last time she stepped outside," I mutter. This is how it is with us. Yuri is always off to cause varying degrees of chaos, from egging a car to mutating into a shapeshifting fox, simply to spite our very religious grandmothers. I also don't doubt that she'd burn a building down cause she was bored and left unattended for some reason. On the other hand, I must play the role of babysitter and either help her cause chaos or stop her. You'd be surprised how often I've decided to help her, but not how frequently I've tied her to a chair.

We're technically unidentical twins, as there aren't many similarities between us, especially since Yuri's mutation. Two such examples are our notably similar clothing styles and our unremarkable height of 5'3". Yuri is very into the E-girl/Alt aesthetic mixed with a small amount of Otaku, and today is no exception. She's wearing clunky black combat boots, black cargo pants decorated with chains, a belt holding a concerning quantity of knives, a black sleeveless mock turtleneck shirt, and a black harness she added last minute. Because according to her, you can never have too many knives. Around her neck rests a replica of the Shikon Jewel from Inuyasha that glows a soft pink in the dark tunnel but not enough to clash with her new magenta eyes. Her black and red dyed hair is held in a high ponytail, starkly contrasting with her white and red detailed fur.

I'm a bit more of a Normcore/E-girl aesthetic, I suppose. Though, I'm not a massive fan of any style in particular. My outfit is similar to Yuri's and lets me pay homage to our connection in my own way. I'm wearing white jeans, knee-high black boots, a dark red long-sleeve mock turtleneck crop top, and a replica of Inuyasha's Beads of Subjugation to match my sister. My hair is (H/C) and braided just past my shoulder blades, a single band of purple weaving through it. As for weapons, I have a tanto that Yuri gave me for my birthday last year strapped to my back, along with a knife tucked away in each boot. This is New York, after all. While I may think Yuri showing off her massive collection of sharp metal objects is a bit stupid, it's not bad that she has them in case something goes wrong.

As for why the hell we're wandering around in a sewer tunnel? Yuri mentioned she wanted to explore, so I offered to bike around and visit some shops with her. She then told me that is not considered exploring and dragged me down a manhole with her dumbass, go figure. "Yuri, can we just go home? It kinda smells down here," I complain. "The hell it does! I have enhanced senses, and it ain't botherin' me none," she retorts, her southern beginning to show.

"Why are we even here?! What possessed you to come down here?"

"I told you, I wanted to explore! You'd be surprised how intricate these tunnels are."

"Have you been here before?!"

"Maaaayyyybe."

I groan loudly, knowing that was her way of saying yes. I can feel her eyes roll, and we continue walking down the tunnel until light begins to stream in from farther down. "Listen to me (Y/N), the turtles you're about to meet are friends of mine. They live down here with their dad, Splinter. He's a rat, like literally an honest-to-god rat. Don't think too hard about how that works. It's a long story," Yuri says, suddenly serious. "Okay...wait, why didn't you just tell me we were visiting your friends?" I ask. "That's what you're concerned about? Not the fact I said my friends are turtles?" she responds.

"You're a fox, Yuri."

"Ah...right, you've seen weirder."

"Yeah, no shit, Sherlock."

She rolls her eyes again, stepping into the light with me following close behind. "YO! DIPSHITS, YOU'VE GOT VISITORS!" she yells, making me jump regardless of how playful it sounded. It looked like we were in a central hub, with about three levels. "Language, Yuri!" a somewhat deep male voice shouts from who knows where. "Where's the fun in that, Raph?" she asks, smiling. "Hey! Welcome back, Princess!" says another male voice. I look to the third level and spot two humanoid turtles, one with a blue mask and one with an orange mask. "Leo, Mikey! Good to see you again! Where's Donnie?" my sister asks. "In his lab as per usual. Who's that with you?" questions the orange-masked turtle. "Well, Mikey, this is my twin sister (Y/N)," she replies, and I wave with a simple hello.

There are crashing noises from a room spilling out with purple light not far from Leo and Mikey. A purple-masked turtle, I'm assuming is Donnie, pokes his head out of the room, apparently surprised. "Speak of the devil. What's up, Don?" Yuri calls out again. He seems a little too stunned to speak and keeps looking from me to my sister and then back. He disappears back into the room and returns not long after.

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Donnie was surprised when Yuri said she brought her twin with her to visit. He was sure that wouldn't happen until next week, but he might have misunderstood. Leaving his lab, he carefully secured his battle shell while on the way down to Yuri and her sister (Y/N). He slid down the half-pipe ramp, attempting to reach the girls as swiftly as possible. "Hi, you must be Donnie. I'm (Y/N)," she said, holding her hand out. "You guessed correctly, I'm Donnie. We've heard quite a bit about you," he responded, shaking her hand. Yuri blinks rapidly, taken aback, and rightly so. Donnie wasn't big on any kind of physical contact outside of a high-five, or high-three, as Yuri often called it.

"Really now? All good things, I hope." (Y/N) replied with a smile that made his heart skip a beat. "Now, why would I say anything bad about my dear younger sister?" Yuri asks, and (Y/N) just gives her a look making Yuri laugh. "I pretty much told them you're the only reason I've lived this long," she explains once she's able to catch her breath. (Y/N) sighs, just before she and Donnie realize they're still holding hands. Quickly retracting his hand from hers, (Y/N) blushing lightly pink, Donnie, not showing an obvious reaction, just crosses his arms.

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It's been a few hours since Yuri and I made it to the lair. Yuri explained that it was movie night, and since April (whom I had met a few weeks prior) was feeling a bit under the weather, they wanted to invite me. I was positioned between Yuri and Donnie on a couch while Leo, Raph, and Mikey sat in bean bag chairs, no more than a few steps away. Donnie had his arm stretched out behind me and my sister had her head propped up by her fist. She passed out not too long ago, most likely out of boredom. It was (Favorite Movie) so we'd seen it at least a hundred times, which means I can't say I'm surprised she's asleep. If we were watching something like My Hero Academia, or the first Iron Man movie, she'd be glued to that screen just like I am now.

Beginning to feel tired, I lean over and rest my head on Donnie's chest. I feel him shift a little, moving my head, believing I had disturbed him, and mutter a quick apology. We sit there sort of awkwardly for a moment when I feel his hand move. His hand cups the right side of my head and gently rests my head back on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat hammering against his plastron, a subtle vibration resonating from him like a cat's contented purr.

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Hey everyone! I know this is WAY overdue, I had a major writer's block and a bit of an enthusiasm crash. This was a freestyle prompt submission, basically meaning they requested I make a Y/N x Rise!Donnie story but requested I do so  in whatever way I deemed was best. I don't have a username to @ , but the alias they left was Mannie so that is how I will refer to them. Mannie, thank you very much for your prompt submission and I hope you enjoyed it!

To the rest of you, thank you SO much for getting this story to 2.3k reads. When I started this I definitely didn't expect it to get anywhere near this many. It means a lot that you all enjoy reading these little one-shots as much as I enjoy writing them!