#scribble-ninja

[mintghostko]

quick little turtle tots scribble :)

[tomiyeee]

genshin donnie (and mikey) phone scribbles 😊 they r going to blow stuff up

[shaotie]

two traumatized turtles giving and getting comfort from each other 💙

@eternalglitch lfls is the fanfic that got me into writing, so I knew I eventually had to do a comic of my separared WLL Leo with her LFLS Leo, and here it is!

Lots of (platonic) love to you @eternalglitch if you happen to see this! And don't worry if you never get around to finishing your wonderful lfls fanfic, what you already wrote is what got me out of my shell (pun intended) to post my Rise of the TMNT fanfics and art online, I'll always be grateful to you for that! And you inspired some wonderful writers and artists out there, too! 💚🐢

- Like Father Like Son on ao3 (eternalglitch)

- Where Loyalties Lie Masterpost (mine)

- eternalglitch on tumblr

- masterpost for my rottmnt ao3 fanfics and art

[mubbyjo]

after years of hibernation here's a pile of wips and some oc art

[redninjaoutfit]

just started going to this school and this is my new roommate should I be scared?

[supine-ly]

raph doodles

[nikikeya]

And then Leo threw himself off the roof in a fit of pique. And Donnie, Raph, and Mikey all freaked out and ran to rescue him, only to find him safely perched three floors down on the fire escape. At which point, they jumped down. Grabbed him up, and carried him back to the lair ranting and raving the whole way. Splinter was not at all amused...

[mr-doodles]

Anyways- so I found some Mutant Mayhem playlists- then this happened.

[ryobitheaxololt]

BUDDIESSS!

[sibillascribbles08]

Leonardo thought once that bringing his siblings home so they could actually be siblings would be a dream come true. Now all of them have wound up in his lair and it feels more like a nightmare. At least at first. While he may get along with one of them well enough, he still hasn't forgotten what the other two put him through. And if they are actually going to be siblings, they need to be just as willing to work on it as he is. But the sooner they figure things out, the better. After all, there's still a looming threat that they never managed to quite get rid of...

Season 2 is HERE !

Or if you'd like you can check out season 1 over here.

This is my separated AU, which you might be into if you like:

April and Leo being besties

Mayhem (I vow to do more with him than the show did)

Brains and Brawn

Littlest brother Raph

Disaster twins truly being disasters ("Are they even twins?" shhh listen)

Mikey being a little shit

All of the boys being metaphorically shoved into a "get along" shirt

Either way, thanks for taking a look !

[mintghostko]

Don and Shelly scribble because I love them :)

chances are Dr. Feeling didn't mean for them to go on a robbery spree but they seem to be having fun so it's probably fine…probably (^^ゞ

[tomiyeee]

pov it is the most boring 2 hours of ur life

[faceless-dude]

*process in reblogs*

Here it's safe,

Here it's calm,

Here i can protect

You from any harm.

(Here I can pretend

That it wasn't me who harmed)

Здесь мир и покой,

Тихий край и родной;

Здесь не сможет никто

Причинить тебе зло.

(Лишь представь, что не я

Тот, кто ранил тебя)

Was started at the same tine with this one actually, and this one was, khm, a failed attempt to scribble current idea or not so failed attempt to make this idea wider? hard to decide, phhhh

How the one that comes in a pair is separated by page gap while the one that would be better separated is actually paired makes it funnier.

Anyway they are all related now. Should i make a separate post with all three? 🤔

[melancholic-rowen]

Baby jr doodle dump!

[potatochipins]

More Mikey to balance out all the Donnie’s.

[imagionationstation]

I am here to tempt you with evil Leo but not to his brother and Donnie is the one receiving the good feelings

~ELT

I AM SO TIRED I SHOULD BE SLEEPING

BUT MUCH LIKE RAFA, LEO HAUNTS MY SLUMBERS

“Just because you didn’t kill me, doesn’t mean he’ll trust you.”

Leo stares at him a moment, watching as the ninpo flickers up his arm, zipping into the collar around his neck, safely contained so he can stay bound and helpless in the corner where the Sensei left him.

He should be dead, but the timing was all wrong.

He’d found Donnie before anyone was supposed to. And Donnie had been terrified at the idea of watching him die. He couldn’t scar his little brother with that. He doesn’t understand. He’s not ready.

Burning eyes stare up him, sparking around the irises.

More ninpo dissipates.

Leo tilts his head, just so. “You don’t say.”

“You can’t really think he will? That any of them will?”

Leo walks over to his drugged brother, finally sleeping after so much stress. Poor thing only agreed to rest if Leo promised not to go anywhere. He could understand the sentiment. He wouldn’t want to be left drugged and restrained in an unknown area either.

He hates it. He hates that his hands had been tied. He hates that his brother is so smart. He always did manage to cause trouble with those big brains. It was his gift, and sometimes, Leo’s curse.

So smart, but so, so naive. So trusting. So easily confused.

The drugs weren’t meant for him. But when a plan goes wrong, a leader has to know how to improvise.

Irritation coats his actions as he brushes some of the dust from his arm and watches his shallow breaths. The tranqs should be wearing off soon. His hand lifts for the pressure point.

It might be vindicating to watch him squirm after all the trouble that he’d caused him. But. But. This isn’t really his fault, is it?

He stands, walks over to his annoying captive, and stops right in front of him. Narrowed eyes glare back, refusing to be intimated.

In one swift movement, Leo kicks him hard in the plastron.

He cries out and Donnie gasps awake.

His head jerks, half-lidded eyes glazed, and in the same instance he tries to rise, he falls against the wall. His head slumps, pupils dilated as ninja senses urge him to find the threat and fight.

Leo flies to his side. He sets a hand on his shoulder, waiting for him to process the weight, some of the frustration dying when frantic eyes lock on him. He’s confused, and Leo uses it.

"Shhh." Leo murmers as his little brother whines, disoriented. He cups his face, gingerly. "You're okay. You're safe. I’m here."

He shakes his head, trying to look around, but Leo holds him still.

A soft chirp slips out, a vulnerable sound that all of his brothers rarely, rarely make. It twists up his insides like nothing else can, and he’s suddenly aware that every late day spent wondering if they’d be okay without him seems wasteful. Of course they wouldn’t.

He can’t believe he let those turtles get in his head. That he’d actually let himself be manipulated into thinking that his little brothers could be fine. It sounds so stupid now.

Even his mind wasn’t unharmed by their invasive touch.

He’d just need to keep them from speaking ever again.

“Hey, hey, hey,” He coos as Donnie pants, slowing his struggle, but still tense in panic. Leo nods, smiling fondly at sleepy eyes. “I know. But it’s okay. I’ve got you. Just rest.”

Like the magic that brotherhood is, the fear melts away as Donnie lets his eyes close, leaning obediently into his hand. Leo presses their foreheads together, churring lightly, and supports him until his breathing evens out. And then he pulls away, familiar warmth oozing from his heart to fill his chest, swearing, "I've got you."

Donnie churrs, briefly, as his consciousness falls away.

And, right there, Leo forgives him for everything.

Because he knew it. He knew it.

They need him, just as much as he needs them.

So the Sensei stands, facing the watching turtle.

“Does that answer your question?”

“He’s drugged.”

“He trusts me.” Leo speaks over the nonsense. “More than anyone else in any world, they trust me. All the way down to their subconscious. They know with me- they’re safe.”

“Maybe you won’t hurt them but they won’t let you do this. We’re your fam-”

“You’re imposters playing pretend.” Leo hisses, crossing the distance. "And my brothers may never forgive me. They may be scared to follow me, but at the end of the day, I'm their brother. I am their Sensei. They'll still trust me with their lives because I would do anything for them. That trust is all the matters to me.”

"But you," Leo pulls out his sword and holds it close to his chest, right over his heart. "-cannot be trusted." He touches the plastron with the tip of his blade. "And one day, I'll help them see that."

“What are you going to do?” He asks, soft.

“What you guys do best.” The Sensei taps the broach on the belt of his sheath. “Lure my audience and put on a show.”