#rottmt

[certifiedpressurefanatic]

A bowl I made in pottery class !! ✨Donatello✨ as an actual turtleee

[littleblueberryartist]

First time taking part in @weeklymagmas! I had a lot of fun messing with colour palettes :DDDD

This week's theme was Dreamland Jam which means I got to draw cozy fluff of the sillies <333 (I need more future Mikey and CJ interactions PLEASE)

[defectivesoftshell]

GUYS C'MON WE GOT THIS

WE ARE SO CLOSE

KEEP GOING!

[butterfilledpockets]

turtles count it off!

[hasello]

Spirits of revenge part one - poster/next

I like the theory that Leo has some kind of danger sense!

Also not sure if it’s clear - they can’t really see the spirits, except for Mikey, they just sense a presence (maybe see a blur).

[turtleflurple]

Vampire Fashionistas!

My piece for the @rise-fashion-zine, which I can now finally share with y'all <3

[utropiclovebeam]

Did some mushrooms last night and had the urge to do this for some reason

Leo design by @aimike17

[ashhxl]

whipped | rottmnt leonardo hamato x reader

content: established relationship, fluff, sleepy turtle bf

a/n: short whip because she's been swamped 😞

word count: 356

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You groan as you throw yourself onto the couch, landing straight onto your boyfriend. You don’t know if everyone else is here, but you’ll take any amount of teasing for this.

Leo had looked so comfortable (and unfairly handsome) just dozing with sweatpants low on his hips on the family’s comfortable, well-loved couch; the perfect pillow in your wise opinion, no matter how much he disagrees.

Your arms immediately wrap around his plastron, and you rub your cheek against him as Leo’s arms mirror yours, movements drowsy. “You okay?”

“Perfect,” you reply, words slightly slurred from where they’re smushed. You already feel sleep pulling you into the abyss. “Just another all-nighter.”

He says your name with a reprimand that screams responsible mode—the hypocrite.

“Procrastinated too hard on the final paper I told you about,” you explain, though any indignation feels distant. “And then I had plans with my friend…”

“You’ve been out all day with zero sleep?” he asks incredulously.

You would raise your chin if you had any energy left. “First of all,” you do your best to poke him from where your arms are willingly trapped. “It’s not the first time I’ve done it.” He goes to speak again, but you bullzone over him. “Second of all, you are not one to talk.”

“I-!”

“You nothing. We both suck at sleep, dummy.” Finding resolve from deep within (from really deep within), you lift your head. Leo’s already looking at you, gaze soft through his sleep-addled and upset eyes. 

You pout your lips in a silent request, ignoring any reproach. Leo meets you halfway with a soft kiss. 

“Love you,” you smile against his lips. He’s so easy, it’s adorable.

“I love you.” Stealing another quick kiss, he pulls away to get you comfortable on him again. “But if you pull that again, I’ll find you.”

Knowing he’s referring to the all-nighter, you just smirk. “Good luck with that. I already know all of your tricks.”

“I bet I’ll surprise you.”

“Mhmm.” Your eyes droop closed, the comfortable weight of his strong arms around your back sealing the deal. “I'll hold you to it, Nardo.”