#oroku hiroto

[kollectorsrus]

[ophelliate]

tomorrow !!

catch up with: episode 1 | episode 3 (previous)

[megahorous]

Today I made Pizza for lunch and finished reading The Last Ronin, which I found at Target the other day!

--That was an interesting story; kind of a sad one though of course. I generally prefer a lighter Turtlesverse

--The Turtles have more guys on their side. I remember thinking, while re-watching 2k3, that this is something they could've used to counter the Foot Soldiers. One of their allies was Mr. T!

-- I wonder if Casey Marie could be the mother of Cody Jones

[panzerdrako]

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

The Last Ronin

The final Fight

[butterfilledpockets]

Hi! I'm currently making a POV playlist based on The Last Ronin, and I could really use some song suggestions. Do you have any ideas?

ooooohhh I can suggest a couple from my B.E.N.T ronin playlist <3

baby boy- Mother Mother

Pompeii- Bastille

Seventeen going under- Sam Fender

The darker the weather//the better the man- MISSIO

Alien Blues- Vundabar

Little Dark Age- MGMT

Black Betty- Ram Jam

most are pretty basic, but i like em

[splinnters]

just wrote a four page essay about how much I hate Oroku Hiroto feeling good

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: The Last Ronin survives the fight with Oroku Hiroto. He didn't expect that. He no longer can hear his brothers, and it makes him just a little bit lonely. One day, he finds an old laptop left behind by his late brother. On it is a single messaging platform, filled to the brim with other turtles from other dimensions. They were just like his brothers, yet so different… Why did his brother make such an invention? For what purpose did he intend for it? And why do these kids keep trying to get him to open up?

Author: @melonpalooza

Note from submitter: Genuinely one of the best chat fics i have ever read! Crossover between five different iterations of the turtles, all with wonderful characterization

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Could we maybe get a part two of TLR Mikey x reader where she confesses her love to him as he’s dying and they have one last kiss 👉👈

Even Better: part 2 (Angst) (18+)

TLR!Michelangelo x reader

Part 1

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A/N: You certainly can!🧡 But given the nature of the first part, I just had to add smut into this one as well, and once again, my smut breaks weren't working. I was all cuddled up in bed, but then had to turn my heating off, only to start crying right afterwards. Anyway, hope you enjoy, even if you cry😭🖤

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The reader is at least 20. Mikey is in his 40’s.

Warnings: Loss of loved ones, age difference, groping, mutual masturbation, pornstar-ish fingering, dirty talk, manhandling, hard sex, suicide mission, description of blood and death, reader my experience what can only be described as an emotional rollercoster.

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After that first night with Michelangelo, everything had so much better than you could have ever dreamed of. Sure, Mikey was still his gloomy self during the day, brooding and training, talking to himself, laying a plan for the day he would take down Oroku Hiroto. Heck, he even became your sister’s sensei, training her in the ninja arts that he and his brothers had been brought up with.

But that was what happened during the day. Night was much different. Every night, once you were sure that your mother and sister had gone to bed, or left for the streets of New York City above your head, or gone to black market during the night, you would make your way to the Splinter’s old room, which Mikey now called his. That or he would already be standing outside of your door, waiting for you to let him in.

Every night was the same. Mikey would hold you close, and ask you about the dreams you used to have about him. What thoughts had been through your mind, as you touched yourself with his name on your lips. He wanted to know. And once he knew, he would make sure that it would become reality, doing anything you asked him to do, his big hand covering your mouth as he fucked you through out the night, drawing one earth shattering orgasm from you after another.

Each night, after Mikey had made sure both of you had been more than satisfied, he would rest down beside you and hold you close, his thick fingers running circles on your skin as he looked at you. In this position he would slowly open up to you, and tell you all the things that had been plaguing him the past 20 years. The faces of those he had lost, and the many things he had to do in order to survive. You would forever remember that night, where he wondered out loud, how his hands, the hands of a monster, that had taken so many lives, was able to bring such a beautiful creature like you so much pleasure. That comment had stuck with you, in a way that you had not expected it to, running through your head, whenever you saw him walk through the lair.

But as the days passed by, and you and Mikey’s nights became more and more. You could not deny the feelings you had been growing for him. It was more than just physical attraction, stemming from an old fantasy. No, it was stronger. On a short period of time, you had developed strong feelings for Michelangelo, and with each passing day, they only seemed to blossom further.

Then came the day he, your sister and your mother went to Stockman’s island. You hated every minute of it, staying back with a few resistance members, trying to keep up the communications, while making sure the base of operations stayed hidden. But when you lost communication with your mother you almost broke down, and in the short time you lost contact with Mikey and Casey Marie you almost fainted. You feared the worst, remembering how Mikey had said he hated the plan.

And then the power went out, leaving all of New York City in darkness. Whatever they had done, it had worked. And once you heard their voices on the intercom once more, you were overjoyed to know that they were alive.

“I think we won”, Casey Marie said.

“The battle, not the war”, your mom answered her.

“And not at a price I’m willing to pay anymore”, Mikey growled, his voice vibrating through the intercom. At that moment you were too relieved, knowing he was alive, to think about what his words meant. Looking back, you wished you had taken the time to think about what they meant…

You raced to the lair in order to find your family, wanting to celebrate their safe return home in some shape or form. But they were nowhere to be found. Your sister was not in the dojo and your mother wasn't in her lab. But what you did find was a bunch of water, creating small puddles on the floor.

You stared at the water in confusion, wondering where it came from, when you heard a familiar low vibrating sound from Mikey’s room. Your heart started beating fast, as you ran to his room, bursting through the door to find him standing by the bed, wearing his overalls, his body covered in small bandages. He showed no reaction when you came in, instead moving some of his things around, his shell turned to you, walking through the small puddles that had formed on the floor, as if they never were there.

“Mikey”, you breathed out, holding back a sob from pure relief, watching as he slowly turned towards you, his face as scolding as it normally was. “Oh, Mikey, I’m so happy that you’re alive! I was so scared, I thought-”.

He caught you off with his hand wrapping around your neck, before pulling you in for a hungry kiss. You gasped, fumbling to grab onto his overalls as his tongue made its way into your mouth, his other hand roughly grabbing onto your ass, pulling your body against his large firm one, with such ferocity, that you would not think that he had ever touched you before.

“Mikey!”, you gasped, pulling from the kiss, your breathing heavy. His eyes were dark, so deep and dark. “My mom could be here! Casey too!”

“Like I care”, he growled, moving his hand from your throat to your chin, forcing you close to him once more. You yelped as he smacked your still clothed behind, making him growl at the sound that left your mouth. “I need you now, (Y/N)”.

You shivered at his words as they shot straight to your core, all thoughts and worries about your mother and sister disappearing, leaving only the thought of Mikey back. He noticed the effect his words had on you, feeling as you subconsciously started rubbing your thighs together, coupled with the strong aroma he had grown familiar with, ever since that first night with you. You smelled just as amazing, as the day he caught you staring at him, and the night he walked in on you touching yourself to the thought of him.

Mikey pulled you in for another hungry kiss, and this time you returned it with just as much need and hunger. Your lips moved together, as if you had thirsted for years, and the only way to quench the scorching desert in both of your mouths, was by the tongue of the other.

Any other night, Mikey would be calmer, almost back you shiver in anticipation as he asked about your dreams of him. But not tonight. His hand on your ass groped you, pushing you up against his clothed cloaca, grinding onto you. But you could not complain. It was exciting to have him growl and groan against your lips.

Suddenly Mikey let go of your neck, in order to place both of his hands on your rear, roughly lifting you up off the ground. You instinctively tried to wrap your legs around his broad torso, your arms hanging on to him for dear life, still deeply engaged in the wet and sloppy kiss.

Without looking or letting go of you, Mikey moved towards the metal spring bed. He stopped just before the bed, once again moving your hips against him, drawing a needy moan from you. Then suddenly, once against catching you totally off guard, Mikey dropped you onto the bed. The old springs creaked under you as you hit the mattress, falling onto you, staring up at the large terrapin, as he towered over you. You bite your lower lip at the sight of him. Even when he just stood there, still clothed, the very sight of Mikey just did something to you, making your stomach tingle in ways you had never felt before meeting him. And now as he stood over you, it reminded you of that night, where he pulled your blanket off, revealing your naked lower half to him. It did not matter how many night you and Mikey had spent together, that one would always remain at the forefront of your mind.

“Take it off”, Mikey grumbled, nodding towards your clothing. You were stunned for a moment, shocked by how three words could get you so hot and bothered. The way his dark hooded eyes watched you, made your skin feel as if it was on fire. It was becoming too hot with your clothes on. You stared into his eyes as you started undoing your top, another rush of excitement washing through you as you saw his own hand move towards his clothed crotch, slowly tracing over his cloaca as the fabric left your skin.

Mikey hummed as your shirt hit the end of the bed, watching as you started opening your pants, his hand now flatley rubbing against himself. “That’s my girl”.

You sucked a breath in as you pushed your pants down your hips, before throwing them next to your shirt, seeing the vein in Mikey’s neck becoming prominent as he was hit with the strong wave of your arousal, almost making his mouth water. As you sat up on your now naked knees and reached behind your back to undo your bra, Mikey started undoing the straps on his overalls, a growl escaping him as your nipples emerged from their hiding place, becoming hard in the cold air of the lair. That was when Mikey stepped out of his overalls, his hardened member already fully exposed from his cloaca, small droplets of pre-cum gathered at the opening. You reached you for him, wishing to touch his shaft, the inside of his mouth begging you to take him in, but he slapped your hand away. He then grabbed a hold of your legs, pulling them forwards so hard that you fell back onto the bed once more, your legs now spread wide open for him, your dripping core still covered by your underwear.

“Touch yourself”, he demanded. “Show me what you used to do when you thought of me”.

You whimpered at his request, before thinking back to all the times you had touched yourself in your room, fantasizing about the mutant that stood in front of you right now. One of your hands slowly went up to your breast, circling your nipple, while the other went down to the waistline of your underwear, your fingers slowly dipping in. You sighed out loud in pleasure as your fingers found your clit, letting you index finger and middle finger rub slow circles over your little bundle of nerves.

Mikey watched as your hands slowly began to work on yourself, his own hand making its way to his erection, where his thumb started rubbing the top of his spongy head.

The fingers on your breast started pinching your nipples, and the fingers in your underwear moved in faster circles. Mikey let go of himself momentarily, in order to pull your underwear down in one swift move, making you scream out in surprise, before being left bare in front of him.

You watched as Mikey’s hand wrapped around his length, just as your own fingers were finding your entrance. Pushing two fingers into yourself, you let out a pleasurable moan, the hand on your chest grabbing on to your round form. Mikey in turn started moving his hand up and down his shaft, matching the speed of your fingers, small but deep groans escaping him.

Resting his knees against the bed, he leaned over you, his lust blown eyes staring into yours. “Does it feel good?”, he asked, his voice raspy and deep and his eyes strained in focus, making you clench around your own fingers. “Does it feel as good as me?”

“No, Mikey”, you whimpered in response, speeding up the movement of your fingers, curling them inside of you. “This doesn't feel as good as you do”.

“That’s right”, Mikey growled, the speed of his hand increasing to match yours. “Because I can do better than that. So much better”.

“Mikey”, you moaned, letting go of your chest in order to reach out for him. But with a roar like groan, Mikey grabbed a hold of you once more, lifting you up from the bed and holding you against him. He quickly laid down on the bed with his shell resting against the wall, bringing you down with him, pressing your back up against his plastron. One of his hands kept your legs open, while the other sneaked up between your boobs, before grabbing onto your neck, using the forearm between your mounts to keep you pressed against him. Instinctively you held onto his arms, gasping as you felt his large member poke against the small of your back. So many nights had he fucked you with rod poking against you, but here you were, still finding yourself shocked at how big he was.

You turned your head, trying to get a better look at the handsome hold turtle, but he turned your head forward, his hot breath fanning over the side of your face. You shook in anticipation, as you felt the hand that had kept your legs open, glide from your thigh and down towards your yearning center.

“From now on”, Mikey grumbled against your ear, his big fingers getting closer and closer to your core, your hips scooting forwards in order to meet them. “When you touch yourself, you’ll always think of what I’m doing to you tonight”. With those words, two of his fingers found your now overly sensitive clit, rubbing them just like you had shown him. You moaned out loud, letting your head fall back against his shoulder. It was no surprise to you that his fingers felt better than yours. Even though he did almost the exact same thing as you, he did it even better.

On instinct, your legs tried to close your core off from the strong stimulation Mikey’s fingers provided your clit. But that was not passing by the old turtle. Hooking his legs around yours, he forced them apart once more. Your hips started to buckle as Mikey inserted one of his thick fingers into you, curling it upwards, before thrusting it hard and fast into you, making you moan louder than you ever had before. Your mouth wide open in an O shape, as you watched his fingers work on you. The wet sounds from your cunt were lewd, along with the sounds that escaped your lips.

“You love this, don’t you, (Y/N)?”, Mikey groaned into your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. “All those times before we met, you’ve wanted my hands instead of yours, didn’t you?”

“Yes!”, you practically screamed. “I fucking love your hands, Mikey!”

As if that had been a code word, Mikey removed his hand from your tight cunt, letting go of your legs, before throwing your back onto the bed. You moaned, not expecting that Mikey throwing you around like a rag doll would turn you on so much. He climbed on top of you, positioning himself between your legs, keeping them wide open for him.

“We both know you love my dick more”, he growled, lining himself up with your entrance, not waiting for your permission before he started moving. You almost screamed out in pleasure, holding on to his broad shoulders as he started fucking you, harder than he had ever done before. You were moaning so loud that you were sure that if anybody was home, they would have heard you long ago. You wondered if the streets of New York could hear it. How good Mikey was fucking you and how you begged him not to stop. The bed was creaking and moving so wildly, to the point where you were sure it would break at any moment. But Mikey did not hold back. Instead his big hand found your chin, holding your head still, making sure you were facing him, while his other hand found way down between the two of you, his thumb working furiously on your clit. You closed your eyes, feeling your high coming closer and closer, threatening to take over your body at a moment's notice.

“No”, Mikey growled. “Look at me, (Y/N). I want to see your eyes when you cum”.

You opened your eyes and held on to Mikey with every fiber of your being. You were so fucking close, and you knew this one was going to be big. The biggest and hardest one Mikey had ever given you.

“What’s my name?”, he growled.

“Mikey”.

“What’s my name?!”, he roared, the bed hitting the wall with each thrust into you.

“Mikey! Oh my god, Mikey! Fuuuuck!” Your moans came out as screams as your body shaking orgasm took over. You cried out as Mikey held your spassing body against him, riding out your high and chasing his own as fast as he could. He came with the loudest moan you had ever heard from him. Your name falling from his lips, so loud and clear you would never be able to forget it. And you never wanted to forget it.

Normally, this was where Mikey would hold you close, taking sweet care of you and making sure that you were okay, before the two of you would talk about whatever was on your mind. But like said before, this night was different.

Mikey took care of you, cleaning you up as needed, before pulling the blanket over you. You didn’t think much of it, expecting him to lay down beside you at any moment. But he didn’t. Instead he just sat down next to you, looking at you with an unreadable expression. Quietly he placed a soft hand on your cheek, tilting your head towards him, before placing a soft kiss on your lips, his lingering against yours for what felt like an eternity and a short time, all wrapped up in one. No hunger, no tongue, no frustration. Just… sadness.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N), but I have to go”, he said, getting up from the bed in order to put on his overalls.

“Mikey?”, you asked in confusion, watching him as he wrapped up his arms, before taking on his gear. Sudden realization hit you, as he pulled the black bandana down over his eyes. “Where are you going?”

Mikey stopped in his tracks for a moment, wondering if he should tell you. No, he couldn’t. You were only 20. He could not let you know, and ruin the bright future you had ahead of you. Or at least, whatever bright future that was possible in a world like this. Maybe it was his own emotions holding him back. The fear of not being able to do it if he told you. Or maybe it was the fear of the hurt there would be in your eyes. But he had to tell you something. That was the least he could do before he would go on with his plan.

“Too many innocents are gettin’ hurt”.

That was when it hit you. Like a wall of bricks. You knew what he was going to do. You yelled, tears forming in your eyes, telling him not to go, but Mikey did answer. Instead he looked down towards his feet, took a deep breath, before turning and walking out the door. You jumped from the bed, your hands and legs shaking as you struggled to put on your clothes. You yelled out the door, screaming and begging him to come back. But he didn’t. And now the water was rising throughout the lair.

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Your legs were hurting as you and Casey Marie ran down the sewers, with your mother’s tracker in hand. Both you and Casey had wanted to find him. Either help him or get him back home. But with the power outage and the rising water levels, you had to stay back and help your mother.

“We’re almost there!”, Casey yelled over her shoulder. And she was right. You were almost there. But just a little too late.

You and Casey jumped out of the sewer and onto the rocky beach. In the brown water you saw the white and partly silver body of Oroku Hiroto floating around with his face down. And on the beach, you saw the unmistakable shape of a mutant turtle. The sight of him laying there, almost unmovable, made your stomach turn and your knees buckle. It took you a moment to gather your senses.

“Sensei!”, Casey yelled, running ahead of you. She fell to her knees next to him, tears running down her face as she pulled out his journal from her backpack. Reality finally managed to catch up with you, as you ran to his side, tears falling down your face as you crawled to his side, your sister already crying.

“Mikey”, you whispered, trying not to choke up, watching the blood run from his mouth.

“I’m… sorry, (Y/N)”, he whispered back. “Had to… do it… it was… my duty… my… destiny. For my family”.

“But we’re your family now. I’m your family now”, you said, fighting the tears that was pushing their way forwards. “And… and I love you, Mikey”, you choked out, watching his dazed eyes become more and more blurred. “I love you so much”.

Mikey’s hand lifted from the ground, before letting it rest against your face, as he forced his last will to look at you. To admire your every feature. The face that had provided him with the last bits of hope he had needed. The only face that had made him feel truly happy for these past 20 years. He felt your warm hand on his, holding him close to you, just like he had held you close all those nights.

“I love you too, (Y/N)”, he whispered back. “Thank you… My time with you… has not just been amazing… but even better”. A tear rolled down your face as slowly let your lips meet, feeling him use his last powers to kiss you, with a tender soft kiss. This time there was no sadness in his soft kiss, but a small bit of happiness and gratitude. Mikey finally knew peace. And with that peace he took his final breath, his hand becoming limb in your grip, and his eyes becoming black. You broke down in tears, cradling his hand against your face. Michelangelo, the last of the ninja turtles, and the man that you had fallen in love with, was gone. His spirit now living peacefully with the rest of his family.

[frogonamelon]

Wow, familial love really ended up being a theme here huh?

Some Atlas (by the incredible @sodaspons) warmups for your consideration.

We have entered the unknowable for me in terms of 2k12 canon as I still have yet to see what isn't on Netflix and know next to nothing about the show moving forward.

I love Karai and Venus' dynamic so much! Adorable! I love that they get to talk about the whole guardian thing and share memories of Shen <3

Since I included HC Rise! Miwa:

'Jitsu for Justice' (Lou's second to last film and the last one before he proposes to BM) had a lone wolf and cub storyline in which Lou meets a young deaf & mute girl and takes her on as an apprentice. She would reappear in ‘Hot Soup Forever’, Lou’s last film.

This young girl is Huay Lian (meaning Blossom and Lotus respectively) played by child actress Miwa (undecided last name). This is also why Splinter knows some sign language to teach to his kids.

Lian is played by either Oroku Miwa (the descendant of Saki’s son/ Karai’s brother Hiroto) or Miwa Smith (with Jennika’s last name). Her and Yoshi's dynamic is very sweet and kind of parental/ fun uncle and precocious niece.

Inspirations: Mara Wilson & Danny DeVito (Matilda) in behind the scenes and Harley Keener in Iron Man 3 & Endgame and Jesper & Margu's dynamic from Klaus in JfJ and HSF.

The drawing itself is Miwa and Yoshi/ Lou on the red carpet. Yes, his suit is bright blue and sparkly in my head.

[yandere-loveer]

✧ Yandere Mikey / Miguel Angel (The last Ronin) Concept ˚ ♡

English is not my first language, not at all. But I will make the effort. I will start accepting all kinds of requests, but obviously everything has limits.

TW : Obsession, murders, mention of kidnapping, forced relationship, sensitive topics.

Oh honey. Don't even think he's going to be a fairy tale next to this mutant.

He is so tired and depressed from losing his loved ones, then being disturbed in his little conscience.

He still sees his brothers, talking to them and bothering him even for the slightest mistake or situation he has to act on. He didn't even feel like he was living in this miserable life for him.

I imagine you know him from before it was like this and he will pass the death of his family through the foot clan while now with April and Casey in hiding.

He is no longer the same teenager who was funny and optimistic, who loved pizza and his family while going out to fight crime with his brothers on the streets of New York.

Because of the loss and loneliness that he had to go through, he had to make it that way. Even when she saw you, she was speechless and began to make a face of deep sadness, relief to see that you and April were actually still alive.

This Mikey is a true yandere when he has all these traumas, he is overprotective and paranoid but unfortunately his brothers in his mind are not much help.

He had fallen in love with you when he was still a teenager but never had a chance to tell you. This time he is determined not to let you go again and to be able to express what he feels for you.

He always wants you to be with trusted people like April and Casey (only a little) but she prefers you to be by her side so she can keep her eyes on you and see that you are protected.

When you're not watching what's going on and you want to go alone somewhere in this prison called "New York" don't be surprised if you feel watched by someone the whole time you're out. Mikey will receive you when you just arrive at the entrance of where April and her daughter live.

Sometimes he usually has nightmares about his past and the fear he feels when imagining that you end up with the same fate as his brothers and his father. So when he wakes up a little nervous, he always goes to see if you are with him by his side.

If someone hurts you too much in the war you are all in, be prepared for Mikey to become more violent than before. He kill and without leaving a single evidence of the existence of who hurt you.

He feels that you are the only thing that motivates him to continue living and put aside his suicidal thoughts apart from feeling that destiny is incomplete. He teaches you and expresses if you have more confidence in him what happened when he was in the mountains after learning that Donnie and his father were dead but with honor.

He focuses on completing the mission to avenge his beloved family but he still can't help but notice you and give you his time. Then he will think that they should be together otherwise it would be too late like when he almost lost you as a teenager. So you're his official girlfriend without you realizing it.

If they weren't in the same place with other girls, he would have kidnapped you as a last resort if he sees that it's too dangerous and your life is at risk.

Don't be surprised if when you see him he's fighting or just talking to nothing, it's just his dear brothers talking about his crush or what he has to do now. Which makes Mikey very angry that they tell him what to do all the time.

You're not going to leave this poor mutant turtle who still can't forget everything he lost. Or Yes?

" I'm not going to let the bastard that is Oroku Hiroto or anyone else do anything to you, did you hear me? "

[oracleact]

it’s my birthday today! look at what I was gifted; I’m absolutely stunned by this figure:

“in a destroyed, battle-ravaged new york city, a lone surviving turtle embarks on a hopelessly dire mission quest to avenge the family he lost. having to ‘infiltrate the zone’ within the walls of the foot clan-controlled new york city, he steals, fends off cycloptic mousers and battles his way through the city, never losing sight of his mission to get revenge on the man who allegedly murdered his brothers - oroku hiroto - the grandson of shredder.”

the weapons…the weapons…😭😭😭

so much gorgeous detail on the main body too.

[ophelliate]

TEENAGE MUTANT CRIMINAL TURTLES

Episode 4: I Ought to Stay Away From You

There's nothing like binging too many Nitro Pepsis and complaining about your father issues to a guy who already knows too much.

Read Here !!

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[megahorous]

The Last Ronin be like "Yo! Son of Shredhead!

"What you did to my bros was, like, totally not TUBULOSO!"

[mistic-turtle]

Dimensional Shell-Shock

Heya, today I wanted to write a little story about the universes I read yesterday here on Tumblr. That gave me the idea... Enjoy!

Mikey was chilling alone in the lab of the sewers that used to be Donnie's. Seeing the ghost of his brother Working like I always used to. A cup of chamomile tea was drunk. For god's sake, he hates chamomile tea!

However, it was what helped him to be calm in a strange way. Well, when you're the last of your siblings alive there's not much to do. Except, of course, to pursue revenge. But Mikey wasn't so impatient as to run around and do everything like crazy. No, he took his time because he knew that an action of liberation leads to misfortune.

For first time, there wasn't anything more than peace all around him. Silence. Just silence all around. Even a small rumble startled him. "April... Are you around?" he got up from his seat to check what had happened. What he saw stunned him.

He looked like his brother. He spoke like his brother. He had the same calm aura as his brother. But he wasn't his brother. "Who are you...?" says Mikey to the strange turtle with purple bandana.

"Huh?" answers, rubbing the back of his head. "S-Sorry... I am... Donatello. I'm not from here. As you can see maybe I had a, uh, time travel or something... I can't calculate the exactly time-space that I'm on, but if you help me I can go as fast as I could. I have to design a machine that..." and like Donnie, he kept talking. And talking. And talking. Mikey chuckled but didn't interrupt him. He missed hearing his brother talking his brain out to him.

His voice was calming. And for first time, Mikey didn't feel distrust towards this Donnie. He was very comfortable.

And another crash was heard there. Now a red bandana turtle was there. This turtle He slammed into the wall and was coughing from the dust it emitted. His little brother's sword, Leo, would have brought him to a strange place. A place he didn't recognize a single iota of. He didn't even recognize if it was his lair or not. And another turtle, now a blue bandana one came. His expressions were puzzled.

Mikey stared at Donnie for a moment. Donnie didn't know what was happening.

"Uhm, where are we?" asked Raph fidgeting with his fingers. Mikey raised his eyebrows in a low external surprise. But inside was thinking, who kind of Raph he was. His Raph never acted shy, or insecure. Even feary.

"H-Hello... I'm Leonardo. And... I don't know where are we but... I think you two guys surely know. Right?" says smiling kindly at them. Mikey was taken back at this. His brothers, except Donnie, acted this soft before. What the hell was happening?

"I'm Michaelangelo, and like you, I don't know what's happening but I can say, none of you are from here and we need to find a way to take you back."

The three guys look at Mikey in surprise. He doesn't look stunning, cheerful... He... He isn't the ray of sunshine he used to be.

"Uhm... Can I ask what happened... T-To you? I mean, you're Mikey... It's supossed to make jokes and laugh around... What happened?" Asks Donnie regreting it inside. He knows that to get Mikey so serious something very serious must have happened.

"I... I lost my family. The foot clan killed all of them. Oroku Saki had a grandson, Oroku Hiroto. As always, with lies he promised to take all the clan down... And he did."

Everyone's expressions darkened. Imagine that your sweetest little brother is left alone and has to face such a vile villain alone... It broke their hearts. They quickly began to imagine that situation for their Mikeys. They quickly run to hug Mikey. In other circumstances, he would have been able to hide his emotions very well... But I couldn't. She had been struggling with depression for so long, that added up to the fact that a cuter, more understanding version of her siblings to be there with him. It made him burst into tears.

Me, you, us reading this:

Stop making my Cosa vieja cry, bitches! (I wrote this, lol)

[tama-the-toe]

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Last Ronin.

A “ronin” is a samurai without a master. But this is just the tip of the sword when it’s put in the context of this incredible stand alone story developed and written by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird. In the future, New York City is controlled by Oroku Hiroto, who runs the city with strict rules and power. A lone turtle, haunted by visions of his dead brothers, wants to stop Hiroto, blaming him…

[amat3ured1t0r]

this is a remake of the Masterpost for acid :3

Masterpost.

[Apart of @the-forgor-four-rottmnt]

I am The Last Ronin. Call me Ronin. I’m from the year 2045. My New York was taken over by The Foot and Oroku Hiroto and I was transported here. Now, I'm trying to get used to this modern world.

Anything with [this] is out of roleplay.

[WARNING! THIS BLOG CONTAINS SOME SWEARING, CRUDE HUMOR, KILLING, BLOOD, DEATH, ETC. THAT IS NOT SUITED FOR YOUNGER AUDIENCES!! PLEASE DO NOT REPORT ME FOR THIS AS THIS IS JUST A ROLEPLAY BLOG! THIS IS NOT HOW I ACT IRL!!!]

[If you want less swearing, go to one of my other accounts like @donniepedia-the-encyclopedia or my main account @acid-da-monster.]

[OOC: please do not look at old posts from earlier of February 11th 2024 and below. As of February 11th 2024, we have restarted the rp.]

!HOMOPHOBES, ZOOPHILES, RACISTS, T-CEST, P3DOS, ETC. DO NOT INTERACT!

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-My Nieces & Nephews-

Moja - [Add tag]

Yi - [Add tag]

Uno - [Add tag]

-My brothers-

Raph - [Add tag]

Leo - [Add tag]

Donnie - [Add tag]

-*cough* CRUSH *cough*-

Shaka - [Add tag]

-The Rise universe-

Rise Leonardo- @leontheluxuriousone

Rise Raphael- @raph-reign17

Rise Donatello-

Rise Michelangelo- @mikey-the-mischevious

Rise Karai- @hamato--karai

Rise April- @aprilthefiercequeen

Cassandra- @thecassclan

Casey Jr- @hugzfromcaseyjr

Splinter- @rat-jitsu

-2012 universe-

2012 Leonardo - @captain-ryans-no1-fan

2012 Raphael - @im-a-turtle-with-anger-issues

2012 Donatello - @donniepedia-the-encyclopedia

2012 Michelangelo - @the-party-dude

2012 Karai - @karaiirl

2012 Casey - @goongala-hockey-puck

2012 April - @apriloneilcicierega

2012 Splinter - @a-wise-rat

Mona Lisa - @rokkarokkawaii

-2003 universe-

Leonardo - @leos-katanas

Raphael -

Donatello -

Michelangelo -

April -

Casey -

-Bad future Rise-

Leonardo - @ninjas-greatest-weapon

Raphael - @b1g-raph1e

Donatello - @genius-othello

Michelangelo - @marvelousmichelangelo

-Others-

Vivi - @Mikey-rottmnt

Stella - @stella-kessho-reporting-for-duty

Hiero - @riseleon

Paxxon - @pax-man2010

Usagi - @yokai-nerd

MJ - @traumatisedspider

Rosemary - @rosewater-n-rosemary

Valkyrie Fae - @valkyriefae1

Min - @the-shadow-creature

Noor - @the-light-creature

-Villains-

Oroku Saki- @leader-of-the-foot

Big Mama- @bigmama10fficial

Baron Draxum- @warr1ng-warr1or-sc1ent1st

Repo Mantis- @repo-maniac

Rena- @rena-hoshimi-at-duty

Cerulean- @the-frog-assassin

Kiki- @kikikatherinerosaline

Tiger Claw- @tigerclaw-takeshi

Bishop- @johnbishop03

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-Secret draw box!!-

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-Last Ronin 2 re-evolution headcanons-

Odyn

Moja

Uno

Yi

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@last-ronin here you go :3

you might have to redo the tags and colour it tho

but hey! you dont have to write it all-

oh ye remove this part (obviously)