#donnie like 'ah yes this ones mine now excellent'

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@nicoforlifetrue‘s Rotten Relfections fic has carved out a space in my brain and just lives there now.

#tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #fanart #aus #tmnt 2012 #id never drawn 2012 mikey before he is so Shaped #doing his lineart in orange makes it look like hes glowing #a sherbet cup of a boy #donnie like 'ah yes this ones mine now excellent' #and 'a temporary boi? that's fine im a dope fisher watch this' #donnie you could make a harpoon for that 'yeah but the crunch tho' #this fic is like #donnies a softshell turtle and softshell turtles will FIGHT YOU #cant heckign WAIT to see where they go with Raph #and what Mikeys mystic stuff might look like when he's in full Instincts Mode #anyway thank you author for my regular bedtime story #kineticallyart #i would tag this for my friend to not look at but shes already seen the sketches so #let these spoilers catch you up

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Jake College Multiverse

So.... welcome to the Multiverse lads, this is just a vague introduction and things to it so y’all can send in concepts, blurb requests and all that good stuff whoooooo

“Shit!” Jake exclaimed, sliding into the kitchen with his socks, brushing his hands through his hair in a desperate attempt to tame it as he rushed to the coffee machine, counting himself grateful that he had a medical student as a roommate - affectionately more commonly known as an insomniac.

“You are aware that the sun’s actually up, right? You sure you’re not doing to burn up, it must be months since you last saw it,” Jake flipped him off with one hand as he poured his coffee with the other. “Seriously, Jake, what’s going on?” David laughed.

“I’m meant to be at that fucking - the fucking housing shit thing,” Jake groaned, moving around the kitchen quickly, his arms reaching out to grab at the bed to make toast.

“The welcome thing for the new students?”

“Yeah - helping them get settled and shit remember?”

“Why?” He asked, confusion clear on his face as he held his own cup of coffee up so it was partially covering his face, resting against his lips.

“Because they asked me to - apparently I’m friendly or some shit,” Jake waved him off through a mouthful of toast.

“Ah yes, that trait is just... glowing right now,” David nodded, one eyebrow raised just a little.

“Fuck off,” he mumbled, hopping on one foot with the toast in his mouth as he attempted to put on his shoe.

“Are you trying to wake up the whole building?” Loki yawned, tousling his hair and glaring at his roommate.

“If I have to be up so does everyone else,” Jake said, grinning at the two of them as he finished his toast.

“You’re a prick,” Loki huffed, mooching over and pouring himself some coffee.

“Who else is part of this thing?” David asked.

“Ed said he’d be there and I think Q was asked to as well,” Jake shrugged, pulling on a jumper that had been thrown on the back of a chair.

“Doubt he’ll show,” Loki scoffed into his drink.

“That’s mine y’know,” David called as Jake rushed out of the room.

“I’ll take Loki’s keys to make up for it!”

///

“What’d I miss?” Jake asked, sidling up next to Edward in the hallway, who was stood holding two clipboards. Edward chuckled and passed him one of them along with a badge with his name on it.

“I picked up everything for you,” he said.

“Thanks man,” Jake chuckled, sticking the label on and turning the clipboard around so it was the right way up for him. He squinted down at the long lists of names in tiny print. “The fuck is this?”

“Just lists of name with accommodation. Find someone who looks lost and see if they need help finding their accommodation,” Edward relayed with a slight grin. “I believe those were the exact orders, at least.”

“How the fuck did Jamie get out of this?” Jake grumbled, looking through the seemingly endless lists of names.

“By getting a reputation as being a dick?” Another voice offered, coming to join the two men as they stood against the wall.

“Hey, Q,” Jake said, holding his hand out for a high five, which was returned with a slight eye roll.

“Jamie’s not a dick he’s just...” Edward hesitated, searching his mind for the right word. “Charismatic in the wrong ways,” he settled on, though by the grimace on his face it was clear he was equally doubtful of his defence of his roommate.

“Ed, man, Jamie’s a dick,” Jake laughed, shaking his head at the English Literature student. “I mean, don’t get me wrong I think he’s great but he is an arsehole.” 

Edward and Jamie’s friendship had come as a surprise to almost everyone. The English student and the medicine student appeared to be complete opposites of each other and yet the moment they were introduced to each other they hit it off, quickly acting like they had been life-long friends.

“Morf not fancy this?” Jake asked with raised eyebrows, looking at Quentin.

“I think they’re trying to make sure the freshers stay here and Morf would most likely cause the opposite,” Quentin mused.

“Oh - lost looking guy, twelve o’clock,” Jake noticed, nodding his head towards the brown haired boy wearing a blue checked shirt, looking around in evident confusion with stacks of bags. 

Jake approached him, cheerful smile already fixed in place.

“Hey man,” he greeted, causing the teenager to jump and turn around to face him.

“Oh - uh - hi!”

“You look lost, can I help?” He asked.

“I, uh, I don’t remember my accommodation and I lost my map,” he admitted with an awkward smile.

“What’s your name, then?” Jake questioned, looking down at his clipboard list.

“Robert? Robert Graysmith?” Jake’s finger ran down the pages until he reached the G’s.

“Yeah, here you are. You’re on the wrong side of the building, dude. Come on, I’ll walk you over to the South Block.” Jake decided, reaching down to pick up one of Robert’s bags.

“Thanks - uh, Jake,” Robert beamed, craning his neck awkwardly to get a look at the sticky label on Jake’s shirt.

“That’s alright, man,” Jake assured, beginning the long walk over to the southern block of the Downey building. “I mean, at least you got the right building to start with - that’s better than I did when I first moved here.”

“Really?” Robert asked, his voice giving away his hopeful tone.

“Oh yeah, my sister still hasn’t let it go.”

“What was your student accommodation?”

“I was in the Swayze building last year but my first day I turned up at the Ferguson building instead,” Jake said, shaking his head with a laugh.

“Where are they?” 

“About as far away from each other as you can get.”

///

They reached the lift of the Southern block of the Downey building ten minutes later and stood waiting for it to arrive, Jake telling Robert about the university and what to expect for the oncoming Freshers week. Robert listened to him intently, seeming to hang on to every word.

They turned around as they heard a frustrated groan.

“Need a hand, man?” Jake asked, already walking over to assist the young man with his boxes.

“Thanks,” he huffed as Jake took one of them off of the pile.

“Geez, what the fuck is your subject,” Jake laughed as his arms immediately dropped from the weight of the box.

“English Lit,” the guy supplied with a slight smile.

“Yeah, that fits. Shit man.”

“Do you need a hand?” Robert asked quietly, his eyes wide and clearly worried.

“Nah, just hold the doors for us, Rob?” 

“Y-Yeah, of course!” Robert said, pushing his own bags into the lift and pressing the button to ensure the doors wouldn’t close before Jake and the other Fresher could enter.

“Thanks,” he sighed, placing the boxes on the floor of the lift. “I’m Donnie, by the way,” he added, nodding to Jake and Robert who nodded.

“Jake.”

“Robert.” 

“You’re both new here?”

“No - I’m a second year, I just... said I’d help people get to their accommodation if they got lost,” Jake informed him.

“But I am - Art student.” Robert told him.

“Right, nice to meet you.” Donnie agreed.

“So are these your last boxes?”

“Yeah - I told my parents I could manage them myself.”

“You met your roommate yet then?”

“Yeah... he’s... eccentric to say the least.” Donnie admitted with a slight grin.

“How do you mean?” Jake asked, his lips quirking up in a smirk.

“He told me that he had been ‘previously informed that he made a remarkable roommate’ and that he ‘excelled in making people feel both welcome and as though they were having fun’,” Donnie relayed with an eye roll.

“No shit!” Jake laughed.

“I mean, he’s nice enough just... came on a little strong,” Donnie shrugged.

“What’s his name?” Robert asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

“Louis.”

///

“Sorry man,” Jake muttered, holding his hands up as he bumped into the other student.

“That’s alright,” a western accent responded and Jake looked up, not used to hearing them around the university.

“Well... aren’t you a little far from home with that?” Jake asked, raising his eyebrows at the fashion choice. The student laughed.

“I’d feel weird without it,” he shrugged, his hand going up to touch the rim lightly.

“Fresher?”

“Jack - Jack Twist.” He supplied and Jake nodded.

“Jake - I’m a second year. What you studying?”

“Philosophy.”

“No shit! That’s my subject too!” Jake beamed.

“No way!” Jack laughed delightedly.

“You ready for Freshers week?”

“Born ready,” Jack declared, his smile turning slightly more mischievous.

“Maybe I’ll see you around then.”

“Yeah - see you around.”

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