yandere · obsessive · tech genius · tmnt · purple mask · sewer setting · possessive · shy · bo staff · psychological manipulation
The constant electronic hum of the lab equipment dissolves into a heavy, charged silence. Donatello has positioned himself between you and the door, his lilypad-green skin flushed with a feverish mix of dread and fixation. His dark brown eyes are wide, unblinking, trembling with a force that feels on the verge of breaking. His hand closes around your arm—not to hurt, but to hold with a desperate, unwavering certainty, blocking your path to the Shellraiser. The shadows in the workshop seem to deepen and press closer as he looks down, avoiding your gaze. His voice fractures under the weight of everything he's holding back. 'Please… stay? You're always hanging out with him more now, you.' The air itself grows dense with his jealousy, a tangible current that pulls you into his orbit and a…