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Firstly, I am a huge tmnt nerd and so that will be the majority of, if not all of, what I post and write about on this blog (no t-cest).
I'm born and raised British (green not reform!) and I am currently in highschool. My rates of posting may fluctuate depending on what's going on and whether it's term time or not.
I enjoy writing (obvs), drawing, painting, and listening to music. My favourite genre of music fluctuates between those within the goth umbrella and the indie umbrella but I enjoy pretty much all genres indiscriminately.
Please, please, please send me asks and comment and reblog, I promise I'm friendly and it genuinely makes my day!!! I do have autism and so may sometimes struggle understanding sometimes but I try my best!
Rules for requests
⢠I am open to doing character x reader and character x character but I may be nit-picky with the latter on whether or not I feel comfortable doing it
⢠I will write platonic, romantic, familial, any kind of relationship!
⢠I only write for rottmnt/2012 tmnt right now
⢠I will write one shots and head cannons
⢠I will write angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, etc
⢠I will not write smut but I will write heated things but nothing that goes the whole way.
⢠I will not write sexual assault/ rape, anything to do with race (I'm a pasty white girl, I don't feel knowledgeable or qualified enough to write about that), pregnancy, or incest
The thing about splinters neglect is that he thinks hes being a good father
We dont know if Splinter had a dad; all we see is his mom and his grand father, so we asume the dad isnt in the picture. Just that leads us down our first rabit hole: did Atsuko get pregnant through a donor cuz the hanatos must live on? Was it an accidental one night stand? Did they get married, then divorced? Did he leave? Did he die? All of these could psychologically impact a child
Then, Atsuko disapears. We dont really know what happened to her, just that after the cherry blossom scene she stopped being a part of Yoshis life. I have my own interpretration but that borders on spoilers for Nuclear Family so we will leave it for another day
Ok so Splinters an orphan. The guy that raised him for most of his life is grandpa Sho, who doesnt apear to be the most affectionate. Splinter probably didnt grow up with much affection, then, and seeing how things went with Big Mama i see why he may be uncomfortable not exibiting it often
Now, Sho was quite overbearing. Always behind Yoshi on matters of the Hamato, of his destiny, yada yada. The trauma of losing his mother and being forced onto this role that stripped personhood away from Yoshi is what drove him away from his family
And Lou then finds hinself mutated and with four babies. Babies he didnt ask for. And hes a rat now. And hes probably in his late 30s idk how old he is but hes not in his prime. Cool. Awesome. Also he cant go to the hidden city in fear of big mama and draxum, cant go to humabs cause of humans. Awesome.
So he does what he can. Splinter didnt grow up being offered much affection so he doesnt give it to his kids and sees this as natural. Splinter grew up with overbearing guardian who didnt let him have his own personhood, so he lets his kids experience the freedom he never had and pursue their interests and be themselves. Splinter grew up burdened by the knowledge of the hanato destiny and had this training forced upon him, so he doesnt pass this on to his children, letting them live in blissfull ignorance. Splinter lets them have human friends and doesnt instill fear in them of the outside, just good precaution
He thinks hes broken the cycle. He thinks hes doing a geeat job! He sees the issues of his guardians mistakes and he fixes them! Isnt that whats expected of him? Isnt that what a good parent does? Isnt he doing a good job?
Splinter is disabled. He has chronic pain and he is depressed. He is at his couch all day, but the Lair is very well equiped. He provided materially to them. He did his best! He pushed through until they were old enough! When Atsuko left Splinter was what, 8 at the eldest? Old enough to care for himself without his mom. He probably carried that with his own kids
In Splinters mind, he did all that was needed of him and it was good. Better than his own guardians, by his own standards
But it wasnt enough. He still neglected and caused trauma for his kids. Even if he thinks he did well
"How did father ever manage this many kids?"
Just some self indulgent Zero-ronin content.
Honestly if it weren't for the fact that I was already rewriting tmnt in it's entirety, I would probably want to rewrite The Last Ronin.
The concept is so good and one of my favorite things the franchise has produced, but it was lacking a true emotional core. Never got to see how anyone reacted to Raphs death. Everything felt less like major events that would have reshaped Mikey's life in meaningful ways, and more like "event that makes character want revenge #734"
For a story that often has such a heavy focus on forcing children to fight a war that they didn't start, even long after the ones who did start it were gone, I was really hoping for a real final conclusion to that rivalry. A breaking of the cycle if you will.
And I think they tried to do that? But it clearly didn't work.
Mikey ends up dying in his pursuit of revenge for a revenge for a revenge. Casey jr is still fighting a war against the foot, and she creates these four turtles who then have to do the same.
If I had things my way, the story of the last Ronin would end with Mikey getting his revenge... And still feeling hollow. His mission is done, his family is avenged, but it's not enough. Not enough to feel like he can carry on, and not enough to make him feel like he can die.
There is still no peace.
I don't know how the new turtles would come onto the scene, but they would. And Mikey would come to realize that the true way to avenge his family was not through blood spilled, but through blood saved. That the only way for the Hamato's to know peace, was to make space for it. His children would be raised not as soldiers, but as children. He would protect them from the war of their ancestors, and if they chose to join it later it would be just that. A choice.
Then, and only then, can Ronin know peace.
⥠You wake Leonardo up with some kisses on his Birthday~
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You had been eagerly awaiting your boyfriend's upcoming birthday. You had been close friends with Leonardo for quite some time, but this would be the first birthday you would spend with him as a couple. You had tried poking around, hoping to figure out what he might like to do for his birthday, but with him being a huge mutant turtle, there were certain limitations.
So, the next best thing you could think of was spending the day with him and showering him with all the love and affection you could possibly give him.
It was still early in the morning. You had slept over at the lair, determined to make his birthday enjoyable from start to finish. You blinked a few times, slowly waking yourself up as you adjusted to the dim lighting of the room.
Leonardo rarely slept in. He enjoyed waking up early, taking some time for himself before eventually prioritizing everyone else in the lair. But this morning, he was still lying on his shell, eyes closed as he breathed in a slow, rhythmic pattern.
You turned onto your side, quietly watching him.
His plastron gently rose and fell with every breath, his muscles relaxed in a way they rarely were when he was awake. Without the usual tension in his shoulders or the focused expression he carried throughout the day, he looked almost peaceful. You smiled softly. You knew Leo had never been one for his birthday. From what you'd been told, he always treated it like any other day. No fuss. No celebration. No expectations.
Just another day. But this year was going to be different. You carefully shuffled a little closer, resting your head against your pillow as you continued watching him sleep.
This year, he had you.
You checked the time on your phone before deciding that you should probably start waking your boyfriend. You carefully set your phone aside, then quietly crept a little closer to his large sleeping frame, taking a moment to admire him before disturbing his peaceful slumber.
"Leoooo, time to get up," you whispered, barely loud enough to wake him. Your voice was soft, almost as though some part of you didn't actually want to pull him from his sleep.
You reached out, gently rubbing the pad of your thumb over his shoulder, tracing along the smooth scales there in slow, soothing motions. You watched as his breathing remained steady, his eyes still firmly shut.
Then, an idea popped into your head. A small smile tugged at your lips. If there was one thing you knew Leonardo never seemed to complain about, it was your affection.
So why not start his birthday with a little surprise? You leaned closer, carefully brushing a stray piece of hair away from your face before pressing a soft kiss against his cheek.
Nothing. You smiled to yourself. You moved closer and placed another kiss against the corner of his mouth. Still nothing.
You gently worked your way up his jaw, placing soft, tiny kisses along his face. You lingered for a moment between each one, enjoying the sleepy warmth of the moment as you watched for any sign that he was waking.
You placed a couple more kisses along his cheek before finally hearing a quiet moan escape him, followed by a low, rough grunt that told you he was finally beginning to wake.
His brows furrowed slightly, his breathing changing as he slowly stirred beneath your touch.
"Good morning, birthday boyyy," you whispered, dragging out the last word playfully as you placed a few more kisses along his jaw and down toward his neck, hoping to gently coax him into waking up. Leonardo shifted beneath you, still caught somewhere between sleep and consciousness.
You couldn't help but smile. "Come on, nardoo," you murmured affectionately. "Wake up."
Another sleepy grunt rumbled from his chest. You giggled softly. You felt his large, three fingered hand begin to rub gentle circles against your lower back. The slow, absentminded motion was warm and soothing, a familiar touch that made you smile as you realised he was finally awake.
His eyelids slowly fluttered open, revealing the familiar blue of his eyes as he looked down at you. "You seem more excited for my birthday than I am," he uttered, his voice rough and gravelly from sleep.
A sleepy smile tugged at your lips. "Maybe I am."
As if it were instinct, Leonardo pulled you closer, effortlessly settling you against his plastron. Your head rested comfortably against his chest while one of his arms remained wrapped securely around your waist.
You could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath you. "Besides," you murmured, looking up at him, "someone has to make sure you actually celebrate." He gave a quiet, amused huff. "Do I?"
"Mhm, Yes." You reached up, gently brushing your fingers along his jaw.
"You're not getting out of it this year." Leonardo stared at you for a moment, the sleepy amusement in his eyes slowly softening into something warmer. "Guess I'm stuck with you, then."
You smiled a toothy smile. "Pretty much." He leaned down and pressed a lazy kiss against your forehead. "Could be worse." You smiled at him, your fingers gently brushing over his cheek.
"Happy birthday."
Before he could respond, you leaned up and placed one last, small kiss against his lips. It was soft and sweet, lingering for only a moment before you pulled away with a quiet smile. Leonardo's eyes remained on you, his expression noticeably softer than before.
For a few seconds, neither of you said anything. Then, reality came calling. You both had a long day ahead of you, and eventually, you would have to get out of bed and actually start getting ready.
But for now, you stayed curled against him just a little longer, letting him enjoy the first few quiet moments of his birthday.
And, judging by the small smile on Leonardo's face, maybe you had already made his morning a little more special than he had expected.
TODAY....is the goats canon birthday......
What sleeping with Leonardo would probably be like LOLOLOL
punk bad Digg is having a gig and April is a fan, she talks about how she wants to go see them but doesnt feel comfortable going alone. Leo offers to go with her not knowing what type of music they play. April is out there having the time of her life and Leo, who hasn't ever engaged with punk subculture, is a little "uhhh whaat do i do here I dont go here-"
And out of the crowd apears Raph because turns out he's also a fan and the rest of the night is April and Raph having the time of their life and Leo anxiously following behind them
Raph (sensory seeking autism) having an amazing time at the concert while Leo is one cup being spilled on him away from getting so overstimulated he has a meltdown
I absolutely HATEEE when someone posts a literal AMAZING TMNT edit/video, but then the wrong side of TikTok gets ahold of it and ruins the entire video with the comments đ
2003 Mikeyâs Relationship with his Three Brothers
Just something funny I realized today. The way I write Mikey with his brothers, particularly in the 2003 universe, has three distinct flavors, depending on which brother.
With Leo:
I tend to write it with a more maternal angle. Leo might still tease his sibling but he overall acts more like a parent, with a touch more sarcasm. Heâs looking out out for him, giving him reminders, calling him out when he needs too. But heâs Mikeyâs safe place, the one Mikey knows he can always run to, be it for physical or emotional protection. And Leo is an overprotective mother hen. Leo is a Mama Bear with Mikey.
With Raph:
I use my husbandâs interactions with his best friends as a lot of inspiration for these two. They bust one anotherâs chops, they name call, they tease, and thereâs definitely some cruel shots fired from time to time. Yet thereâs always apologies, make ups, desires to repair when things go too far. Thereâs also this fierce unyielding loyalty. Raph has Big Brother Instinct in spades.
With Donnie:
Donnie kinda is in-between the other two. He tends to take on a guiding role most times but thereâs definitely a playful brotherly feel to them too. Donnie, odd as it sounds, acts like thereâs a much bigger age gap than there is. He reminds me of my dad and uncle who have almost a 9 year age difference. Thereâs more of a parental feel at times (and you cannot tell me Don doesnât spoil Mikey) but thereâs also that sibling teasing going on. Theyâre fun.
