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VOTE FOR BIRD LEO

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Vote for Bird Leo to join @tmntaucompetition !! I love my dear boy and would be absolutely honored if I got to participate in the competition this year!!

Uhhh the wings are a bit large on the drawing and definitely not to scale (however I've been thinking about making them larger from canon anyway). Also sorry if he looks a little wonky it's been a bit since I drew him.

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To submit, here's my AU info:

Name of au: Light as Feather Stiff as a Turtle (LFST)

Iteration: ROTTMNT

Creator and primary Platform: AlsFunkyAlbum, Tumblr

And there are no heavy topics so N/A for that!!

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OMG BIRD LEO NEEDS TO BE IN THIS YALL!!

(If wondering if I am working on the next chapter I AM!! I PROMISE I AM WORKING ON IT!!)

One and all from across TMNT Tumblr, I present to you….

THE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES ALTERNATE UNIVERSES COMPETITION! (2025!)

This competition will throw hands with ANY tmnt iteration AU, and I mean ANY! 2012, 2003, Rise, WHATEVER! THEY COUNT! Crossovers are counted as well (i.e Ghost in the Shell and Two Souls)!

Submissions are open and will be open for a week or two at most! Submit YOUR blorbos today to see them win the ultimate honor!

BUT you may ask, “WHAT’S THIS YEAR’S THEME?”

GENRES OF FANTASY!

FOUR ROUNDS

ROUND 1: High Fantasy - Your classic go-to when you think of fantasy! Dragons, knights, kings and queens, adventures!

ROUND 2: Fairy Tales - Your bedtime stories as a child! Mary had a Little Lamb, Goldilocks and the Three Bears, the Pied Piper, Puss in Boots…so many to choose!

ROUND 3: Magical Girl/Boy/GN - (THIS COUNTS AS FANTASY) ANIME! Full anime mode vibe, harness the powers of…whatever and defeat your evil foes with cool transformations and awesome style!

ROUND 4: ITS A SURPRISSSSSE :)

RULES

IMPORTANT: If the au revolves around dark/heavy topics and themes, please list those in the form.

Be kind to one another! Don’t harass anyone over this fun little competition.

Don’t flood creators inboxes! Especially if they don’t want to be apart of this competition!

All in all, be respectful. Please 😭

Any questions can be asked via inbox!

This years competition will revolve around the top 32 AUS submitted, and will have single elimination.

HAVE FUN EVERYONE!

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Another 10 covers for November that kick ass!

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DTIYS Entry for @superfruitland! <- <-

Hehe, I enjoyed coloring this very much :) enjoy your summer themed fella who will DEFINITLY not melt like his popsicle-

Non GIF version below:

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it takes a lot to be always on form, it takes a lot.

challenged myself to start, experiment with, and post something today regardless of how 'finished' it was!

this song always makes me think of leo.

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Birds of Prey by Leonardo Romero

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WAIT WAIT WAIT ok im sorry you can ignore this ask and the other ask too BUT I've been on a baby casey & f!leo fatherson kick brainrot lately and I just think prompt 27 would be heatbreaking and wonderful all at once, ok but fr love you big fan 💕🫂

dialogue prompts

27. “Breathe... breathe. Look at the stars, kid.”

it's @soldrawss birthday and i JUST found out because apparently i am a huge joke to her /j

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOL i hope your day was lovely and that you enjoy this small offering

x

They’re barely home for an hour when Casey’s breath catches in his throat. 

It’s sudden enough that he chokes mid-word and starts to cough, his body trying to clear its airway except that there isn’t any blockage there to dislodge. When he finally manages to suck in a breath that fills his lungs halfway, it rattles in with an audible reedy wheeze. 

Maybe no one noticed, he thinks hysterically, and lifts his eyes to find his entire not-family staring at him from their various positions around the room. 

“You good?” Mikey says, wrapped hands already up like he was ready to make the save if Casey keeled over. 

“Fine,” he says, or tries to. It comes out sounding so hoarse that he might as well have just opened his mouth and croaked at him like a mutant bullfrog. 

Mikey’s brow furrows beneath his dirtied orange mask and he whips around to look to his big brothers for guidance, the way he never really grew out of doing, even after the end of the world. 

Leo is already moving, pushing himself upright off the cot that Raph just set him down on. He waves the instant chorus of “Leo, I swear to god”s away and limps over to where Casey had stationed himself by the handwash sink. He starts to limp over, anyway, and one of his legs folds beneath him immediately, and he would have eaten concrete if it weren’t for all the hands that shot out from all sides to catch him. 

There are still hands to catch him here. It’s nice. 

The tightness in Casey’s chest is unbearable now that he’s given it a second of attention. What he mistook for anxiety and adrenaline was maybe not entirely that, after all. He’s usually better about catching the warning signs—if he’d run the system update that’s been haunting the corner of his HUD for the last week like he should have done, the program designed specifically to monitor his asthma symptoms would have thrown up its own red flag by now. Multiple flags in multiple colors, even, impossible to ignore and more annoying by the second until Casey admitted defeat and took himself to the medbay. 

As long as the update is queued, taking up memory, there’s a ghost in the CPU. As long as there’s a ghost, his family still exists somewhere. They’re not gone, they came here with him. They’re alive and the world didn’t end and Casey can breathe. 

Later, he’ll feel really stupid about this. Later, he’ll hate the way he snatched up Leo’s hands the second they moved into his line of sight and clung to him like a scared little kid. 

But right now he is that scared little kid. 

“Hey, Space-Case,” not-sensei says with sensei’s crooked smile. He almost definitely has a broken cheekbone, and two black eyes, and he’s smiling like he doesn’t feel any of it. “Sounds like you’ve been holding out on us. Slow and steady, life’s not a race unless you make it one.” 

Casey knows what it sounds like when Leo is worried, can hear the upset under the polished glass surface of calm. It shouldn't be comforting to know that, but it’s comforting to know him. He ekes in a breath, it scratches all the way down and it doesn’t feel like it makes a difference, but the success emboldens him to suck down another. 

“You were breathy on the ride home, I thought it must have been from all the smoke,” Leo goes on. “But I guess that was a trigger. Do you have an inhaler?”

“Y–” Casey starts to say, and coughs again, and Leo’s fingers tighten around his before he can panic. “Belt,” he gasps. 

“Okay, that’s enough from you,” Leo says a little shortly. Which isn’t very fair, Casey was just answering his question. Then he realizes Leo’s clipped tone is probably because Casey’s dizziness is overpowering his ability to stand upright.

“Going down,” Leo says to someone else, and instantly, Casey’s controlled fall is arrested halfway to the floor. 

The last time Uncle Rapha held him, he was much smaller and Raph was much bigger, but somehow it feels the same. He leans back in Raph’s lap, the solid plastron behind him bracing him upright, and clumsily tries to help Leo paw through the pouches on his belt. The third time Leo bats Casey’s hands away, Raph reaches around and holds them still. 

“Let’s let the boss work,” Raph rumbles softly. It’s a miracle that he has any softness to spare for Casey, of all people, who closed the door and left his brother behind it. Left his brother in the dark where the monsters live. “We’re still breathing, right, big man?”

“R—Right,” Casey says, but it’s barely got enough air behind it to count. 

“No inhaler,” Leo announces, already turning to address someone else in the room. “Donnie, metal cabinet by the door, third drawer down, should be one in there.” Turning back, he leans in and pins Casey to the spot with a look. “Keep breathing, Case,” he says. “That’s your only job. Don’t slack off now.”

“Why do we have one?” Mikey asks in a voice that shakes. Casey manages to split enough of his attention to regret scaring him. 

“Red used to have asthma when you were all just little turtles,” Splinter says quietly. “He outgrew it, but Blue always says—”

“It’s chronic, not curable,” Leo says in a falsely bright tone, the cadence of an ancient argument. He catches the box his twin throws over and wastes no time ripping it open and shaking the inhaler into his palm. Within seconds, it’s primed, and Leo is curling one hand behind Casey’s head and bringing the mouthpiece to his lips and ordering, “Deep breath.” 

He obeys, feeling the medicine go to work, and holds without exhaling for as long as he can. It’s not long, barely five seconds. Leo shakes the canister and has it ready for him again when he’s ready to suck in another desperate puff. 

“Okay,” Leo says, studying his face with back and forth flicks of bright gold eyes. “You’re okay, Casey. Breathe.” 

“Breathe… breathe,” sensei says, large fingers combing Casey’s hair back from his sweaty forehead. His hand is calloused from the hilt of his sword, rough with scars that didn’t heal well, and gentle. 

“Look at the stars, kid,” he adds, their family’s little joke. There hadn’t been a clear night since the war started, the skies overcast with smoke and ash and pollution from the Technodromes, but every single room Casey had ever lived in had glow-in-the-dark constellations on the ceiling. 

“Look at the stars,” sensei says. 

There aren’t any, Casey wants to cry, maybe would if he had the breath to. There aren’t any anymore. 

Instead he inhales and exhales, carefully, counting each second in his head. The tension seeps out of the room like water through a sieve. Splinter is talking about hot drinks, April is talking about calling her mom. Four bright lights stay sat, a constellation that Casey is somehow in the middle of. 

“I haven’t had an attack in years,” Raph murmurs. He’s rocking Casey very slowly and doesn’t seem to realize he’s doing it. “Since I was—six or seven, maybe. You kept one this whole time?”

“Correction, the medication expires, so he has consistently replaced one this whole time,” Donnie says, and sways disinterestedly with the force behind Leo’s disgruntled shove of his shoulder. 

“Oh,” Raph says. “But why?” he asks a moment later. 

“So I could say I told you so when you ended up needing it,” Leo replies disingenuously. 

Casey could say that sensei carried an inhaler in his kit every time he went into the field. Even after Uncle Raph died, he stayed in the habit. It saved Casey’s life once, the day they discovered he had asthma in the worst possible way. Sensei didn’t say I told you so to anyone. That was never the point.

“He loves you,” Casey says. “That’s why.”

For a moment, none of them speak. Then Mikey’s smile fills the room like stubborn sunshine finally breaking through rain clouds. Donnie says, “Intelligent beyond your years. I understand now why Future Me kept you around.” Leo seems to be considering the pros and cons of sinking into his shell and never coming out again, hunched small and embarrassed beside his big brother.

Casey can’t see Raph’s expression, but he can imagine what it looks like. He knows the feeling.

Casey was loved by Leo once, too.

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Birds of Prey (2023 -) #1

"Looks like no winners today, Bat!"

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BIRDS OF PREY #13

Written by KELLY THOMPSON

Art by GAVIN GUIDRY

Cover by LEONARDO ROMERO

ON SALE 9/4/24

With the search for Barbara finally over, Cass leads the Birds of Prey through  the portal one final time, and where they end up is a world far too familiar to  Cass but strange to everyone else. What here will turn everything on its head…or should we say who?!

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"Familiar to Cass but Strange to Others...."

Spirit World Reunion!

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December 2024 solicitations for DC Comics that feature Cass!!!

Batgirl #2 (by David Talaski):

Variant by: Jorge Jimenez:

1:25 by: Skylar Patridge:

Birds of Prey #16 by Leonardo Romero.

Variant by Serg Acuña:

Variant by Rian Gonzales.

1:25 by Travis Mercer.

Justice League Unlimited #2 variant by Fico Ossio.

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I miss drawing him. Anyway.. NEW COVER ART FOR MY AU!!

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Birds of Prey (2023) #1

Art by: Leonardo Romero

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10 awesome DC covers for September!

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Leonardo Romero - Birds of Prey

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Birds of Prey 15 (2024) by Leonardo Romero