omg im so congested and sick rn, canadian winters start way too early, i swear.
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.·:*¨¨* donatello's pov *¨¨*:·.
over the course of two weeks, i've has been training casey jones. let's just say, it's been... interesting.
casey is a slow learner, i started off easy, testing out his powers in a controlled environment. this went well, casey was mildly afraid, but he bought into the space dad thing, which helped.
we learnt that he has super strength, he can lift crazy amount of weight with no hesitation. this power was easy to find, as casey was enthralled with his new muscles.
casey also has quicker reflexes, not crazy fast but more advanced then normal people. this comes in handy and i found this out when i had been showing him some ninja moves.
the last thing is his smoother agility. this might stem from him being a hockey player, something i learnt while teaching him. casey moves with more precision and skill then most.
teaching him was way harder then i thought it was going to be. it's not that he wasn't trying or not trying hard enough. casey definitely was putting his full effort into this. it's just...
i don't have the patience to teach and casey doesn't like to listen to everything i say.
and that's how i ended up here, two weeks later.
i was trying to help casey train, yet again. but of course he makes a mess, not even listening.
i'm sitting on a chair with mikey, resting my eyes and rubbing my forehead gently. "he's hopeless! hopeless!" i cry out gently.
mikey shoots me a look of pity and he glances back over at casey. i groan and then i hear my phone beep.
i look at mikey quickly, he's distracted with watching casey fail at training. i pull up my phone, only to see a message from y/n.
my brain lights up and i curse myself for becoming like this. my heart races from only a text.
the text looks something like this.
y/n: (hey!! u free to meet up later? got some othello stuff u might find interesting.)
i grin and text back. i can distantly hear mikey talking to me, and i nod, saying whatever to distract him. "you think so?" i say, quietly, still distracted by texting.
mikey continues to ramble as i text y/n about meeting later. "can't wait..." i mutter, thinking about what to say back to y/n
i must have missed something, because he notices me reading what i'm typing. "can't wait for what, sir?" he asks, curiously.
i shrug it off gently, leaving the room to get ready to meet y/n at the library.
.·:*¨¨* y/n's pov *¨¨*:·.
me and donatello sit right across from each other, maybe barely 6 feet apart. i smile as he laughs gently and i take in his appearance.
the plain white t-shirt stands out on his dark skin and i admire the locs for the billionth time. they're pulled back into a ponytail with his iconic purple bandana.
something new this time, he brought back the clear glasses that i noticed he didn't wear for a while. it's cute, i'll admit.
donnie's still laughing, and i watch him, feeling happy for the first time in a while. "that was such a funny story." i say, still grinning.
he just laughs again, finally calming down. "and brilliantly told, by the way." i watch as donatello grins. "okay, now you tell one."
i smile, shifting in my seat. "donnie, i never knew you were so funny." i say, genuinely and i tilt my head gently. i watch as his eyes soften and i smile, resting my head in my hands now.
he leans a little into the table, and i can see him moving closer. "and I never heard you Iaugh before." donatello smiles slyly and i watch his dark eyes. they're a soft that i've never seen.
i observe as donnie's eyes dart from my eyes to my lips and back up. i subconsciously bite the inside of my lip as i noticed this as i watch donatello's eyes flick around.
"yeah, it's been a while." i say, sighing happily. i glance down at the books laying in front of us and i smile, looking back up at him.
i would be lying if i said i wasn't into him.
he's gorgeous, funny and sweet. i watch donnie's expression curiously as we smile at each other. i open my mouth to speak but them close it quickly.
donatello raises an eyebrow, amused and my heart melts for the millionth time tonight. i look down and back up at him, smiling gently. "feels pretty good."
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THIS IS SO CUTE
also sorry its late, i was too sick to finish 😭😭 but im better now!!
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the bad guy doesn't get the girl//donatello rottmnt x reader; megamind au
Fanfictionso, one day i was thinking about something unrelated to tmnt and suddenly, this wonderful idea of an megamind story with donnie. this is that. this is a complete y/n story, no ocs, as i despise y/n stories where she is described specifically or shes...