Rottmnt Leo - Blog Posts
he raised him !!!
i’ve gotta think of a name for this au man i love drawing this sad old man and his cat turtle thing
doodled this today, no idea why
idk might make more cus the size difference is cute
crappy peepaw doodle because of cowboy leo
tell me he wouldnt be a dork
he so would
@somerandomdudelmao ‘s newest update MADE me draw this new outfit because. just look. hes so tiny. absolutely does not know the horrors waiting for him. so silly.
new au just dropped
its my (unnamed) bad future au :D gotta make a name for it tho
the animation is a work in progress btw
Day Six - Doodles
okay so in my defense school was WACK today so u get doodles i did in bio nod nod
day four : leo
finished this lil guy !! woohoo yay words of happiness
casey junior doodles + leo because i was bored and very very tired !!
Rise Portal Duo screenshot redraw,, og screenie under this :D
I've been scroling Hella turtle tots lately and just had to draw some!
The dynamic in Rise between the rest of the team and Leo is. so fucking funny. Because like you've got these three extremely talented individuals who all seem like perfectly reasonable people at first glance, right, but then if you squint hard enough you realize they're actually all batshit insane (affectionate) and the clown boy standing behind them is secretly their common sense.
Clown boy will occasionally put himself and the others in danger to Prove Himself or Prove Someone Wrong (see Minotaur Maze and the movie) but like otherwise... i think people forget Leo's overwhelmingly the voice of reason in most situations?
Raph, Mikey, and Donnie are all incredibly powerful boys with very specific skill sets. They are also, as a direct result of this, the WORST decision-makers on god's green earth lmao. When presented with a problem, Raph will smash, Donnie will blow shit up, and Mikey will razzmatazz. They will all run straight toward death with the same oblivious enthusiasm of a dog about to run straight into a screen door. None of them realize this and all of them think they are Extremely Good At Problem-Solving.
And the guy cursed with the common sense to realize this is literally the LAST person anyone would expect.
When you look closely, the entirety of Rise is actually a chronicle of Leo trying to find new and creative ways to keep this team of superpowered fools alive while simultaneously white-knuckling his Cool Fun Guy persona so the others don't realize he's secretly the Boring Responsible One. Haha, you know what would be Cool and Fun, guys? Not going after the Spine Breaking Bandit lol. Getting home before the sun goes up lol. Evacuating that civilian lol. Not telling the guy dangling me off a roof "you won't, no balls" lol.
The sacred struggle of every iteration of Leonardo is thanklessly wrangling the most trigger-happy siblings in the world, and Rise Leo has not escaped it. He just does an occasional shenanigan to avoid detection and his brothers fall for it every time.
This probably the first time anyone’s ever done this ship LOL. I call it: traumatized self sacrificing ninja leaders who have experienced the horrors ™
me when i dont finish paintings cuz im lazy
Everyone reblog this IMMEDIATELY
Wow I don't think I would draw so much!
Absolutely adore this purple turtle<3
First time Leo offered to share his food.
More behind than I was hoping I’d be on the next Sep update and I was suddenly hit with Feral Leo inspo so I hope y’all don’t mind waiting a little longer 😜
ah yes the animated series that has healthy sibling relationships that comforts me from the reality of my brothers being ausent and not caring about our family at all
it's fun to draw them at least! but i have a lot to improve
Uhhh haha- THE FUSIONS ARE GETTIN TO MY HEAD PLS SEND HELP-
THEY ARE SO GOOD- LIKE- DESIGN AND CONCEPT WISE THESE TWO ARE SO FUCKIN AWESOME-
first one is galileo- err what i think future galileo would look like @teenagenutant I didn’t finalize any of it and just kept is as a draft cause i would love to see the actual thing that the creator would do-
And indigo! Quiet your mind is such a good fic pls go read- although i would’ve loved to see more of him, indigo belongs to @daedelweiss
So sorry for the ping! I know i suck at art and it doesn’t seem that good but just wanna let y’all know keep up the good work- cause i need more 😭
Ayoo waddup- I haven’t made a COMPLETE animation in a long while, although this is a collab that i am very proud of since i haven’t animated in a long while- hope y’all enjoy it!
The collaborator:
https://instagram.com/a_nerdynerd?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
Want a better image of the thumbnail? (Made by me)
Uhh- just my f!leo meetin the others-
Master leonardo au: WHO TF ARE YOU—
Practice sketches and peepaw stuff :,DD
Who is your favorite turtle
Leo but like- master leo now 😂😭💀
This is the art by the crew! Found it on google images to help me with his color palettes :DD
I DONT OWN IT THX!
SO LIKE- I HAVE ART BLOCK BUT BECAUSE THIS SHOW IS SO GOOD AND SHIT AND THIS SHOW NEEDS- AND I REPEAT- NEEDS TO BE SAVED SO HERE IS SOME ANGST FOR ALL U BITCHES- ALSO I NEED TO SEE MORE LEO AND HUESO DRAWINGS ALONG WITH APRIL FANART CUZ THIS REINCARNATION OF APRIL IS LITERALLY THE BEST AND MY PERSONAL FAV OUT OF ALL THE APRILS, THANKS! NOW ENJOY MY POORLY DRAWN COMIC-MOVIE LOOKIN SCENE YAYAYAYAYAYAAA SOMEONE WHO CAN DRAW BETTER THAN ME CAN TOTALLY REDRAW THIS SINCE I ABSOLUTELY SUCK ASS :))
If you can’t read here:
“Hey señor boneman, so sorry that i couldn’t get ya anything better… i sent him away in hopes that he could help fix what i foolishly couldn’t… but hey…”
SORRY I CANT FIT THE LAST PANEL SINCE IM ON MOBILE AND ONLY HAVE MOBILE SO I WILL LINK THE LAST BIT
FOR SOME STUPID REASON I CANT PASTE IT ON HERE I HATE MY DUMB DEVICES SO JUST ENTER MY ACCOUNT IG AND FIND IT- SO SORRYYYYY 😭💀
https://x-tumbles.tumblr.com/post/692344131872325632/aaaaaaaaannnddd-the-last-panel-if-ya-cant-read
Omg- IT WORKS NOW WTF—
Leo being fabulous, first time I've managed to draw anything ROTTMNT related in 4-5 years.
I’ve been trying to improve my digital art lately, so here are some of my favorite pieces I’ve worked on! (Rottnmnt edition :D)
Prolonged Agony
Chapter 6
End of movie... or at least it should've been.
The Krang successfully grabbed Leo's leg and pulled him back into the Prison Dimension. When, unable to keep it open, the portal closes, locking Leo in the void with the most malicious creature he's ever met.
Now its a race against time to bring Leo home. But with each attempt they see Leo deteriorate... and Mikey starts to question whether or not Leo should be allowed out of the Prison Dimension at all.
I actually made some art for this chapter. I'm pretty thrilled how it turned out but I will warn you, the lower images do show explicit injury.
ROTTMNT: SPIRITS WITHIN THE WEAPONS
Masterpost
That's not usual.
Plot: Oda is up alone while everyone is sleeping when Leonardo does something unusual.
Genre: Fluff/Slight Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Bittersweet, Family-Feels, Original Character, AU/Cannon Compliant
Notes: This was meant to be a much shorter fluff drabble, but it ended up being over 2,000 words. Oh well, this is my first short fic for Spirits Within The Weapons (SWTW). I'm not planning on writing a full fic for SWTW but I am hoping to write quite a few drabble pieces like this.
I hope you enjoy reading.
Oda lifted the Odachi in front of his eyes, admiring the sharp blade glistening under the pale blue glow of his ghostly form. Then he frowned. It wasn't perfect. It could still be sharper. He lowered the sword down again and started meticulously running it along the whetstone. Slow, precise, skilful. He repeated this calming action a few more times before lifting the blade to examine it again. His focused expression lifted into a pleased slim grin. It was sharpened to perfection. There wasn't anything this Odachi couldn't cut now.
If only he could rely on the weapon's wielder to care for the blade himself. But then again, it was Oda's obsessive need to not see the weapon go blunt that made young Leonardo take for granted the need to sharpen it himself. Instead, the turtle found it magically sharpened the next day and never questioned it. In other words, Oda had spoiled Leonardo. He'll probably regret that in the future. But for now, sharpening the Odachi was his favorite pastime while all the others slept.
Each of the young turtles had turned in for the night, having had a very exciting day of chasing down a magician hippo and the self-imposed "greatest foe of the teenage mutant loser turtles"… a talking worm. Warren Stone and Hypno-Potamus. Warren Stone and Hypno-Potamus. He mustn't take on the habits of the youngsters to forget the names of those that pose a danger—however slim that danger may be— to innocent civilians. Oda was wiser, nobler and more honorable than that to forget anyone's names. Though he will excuse the young turtles for doing so, they were still children after all.
Fundi on the other hand had no excuse. The spirit occupying the Kusari-Fundo may look and act young, but Oda knew that he was ancient one way or another. He may not have lived long on earth (Oda finds that Fundi turns into a mindset of a young child when he's caught in a flashback of old, old memories), but he has been a spirit for too long not to have matured during that time. Tonfa seems to encourage Fundi's youthfulness though. And Oda doesn't like to disagree with the Tonfas inhibitor. Not because he's currently the size of a huge half-alligator-snapping-turtle-half-human mutant, but because Tonfa has done a lot to help Fundi deal with his flashback episodes. Tonfa knows Fundi. Oda knows Tonfa. And so Oda will trust Tonfa when he says to leave the fiery spirit to live a youthful lifestyle. But that also means Tonfa cannot complain when Oda repremans Fundi for his sometimes too destructive behavior.
Thankfully both spirits were in a sleep-like state. Being that the spirits don't actually sleep, the closest they can get to such an act is to withdraw back into their weapons and enter a space only the individual can access. Like an inner mind or a dreamscape. It's restful in itself. Peaceful and safe. And it also leaves Oda time alone to mediate, practice his sword-skills and sharpen the blade of the Odachi.
He was blissfully alone.
In the rarely silent lair.
Peaceful.
Relaxing.
Still.
Footsteps.
…?
Footsteps?
Oda turned to look where the soft sounds of footsteps where coming from. If it had been anyone else they probably wouldn't have noticed the slowly approaching sound and could've been unaware of an impending attack. But this was Oda. Oda had honed all his senses to an impeccable level. Oda had also memorized the sounds and scents of all four turtles, their rat-man father and their human friend.
So even before the culprit behind the footsteps was within sight, Oda knew who it was.
Leonardo plodded into the kitchen unknowingly passing Oda on the way. Usually Oda would've moved fast to put the Odachi back where Leonardo last left it, however, right now he knew there was no need for such haste. The huge black bags under the teenagers eyes, the slump in his shoulders, endless yawning, and defeated aura told Oda all he needed to know. Leonardo's insomnia had gotten the better of him tonight.
"Oh Leonardo"
Oda followed his wielder to the kitchen, sitting himself on a stool with his fingers fidgeting restlessly on the table. What he would do to be able to—no, thinking about such wasn't helpful to anyone. He couldn't communicate with nor touch the young turtles in any way, so wishing so would be meaningless. If he so wanted to he could dwell on such later, after Leonardo was better. Leonardo takes priority now. Not that there was anything he could do.
Although…. He could pick up the Odachi and wave it around to make his presence known. Leonardo would be able to see the weapon flying around the air by itself… and then would probably scream. Oda would effectively be making the child believe he was seeing things in his sleepless state. Frightening the poor thing to death. Then, even if the others did believe Leonardo about a floating Odachi, or even if Oda shows the others by making it float in front of them too, ghost hunters would be called. Donatello would be making anti-spirits weapons. Panic. Fear. More sleepless nights. Oda wouldn't be helping anyone that way. Plus it'll be a terrible first introduction.
He was overthinking it.
He needed to meditate.
Clear his head.
But first Leonardo.
Usually Leonardo would make himself a cup of tea and either carry it into Donatello's lab to sit and watch his twin work, or sit at the kitchen table drinking it idly and then wander into either Raphael's or Michaelangelo's room and sleep there. Curiously though, tonight, Leonardo decided to make himself a coffee. That's not usual. Then the young turtle stumbled with the hot mug into the living quarters, flicking on the projector to an old Jupiter Jim flick they've all watched a zillion times on an almost silent volume, and slouched comfortably into one of the well-used beanbags. Next, he slipped off his blue mask and sipped the hot coffee, mindless of what was on the screen. Very unusual.
Oda stood behind Leonardo, one eyeridge raised suspiciously, pondering over what this unusual action meant. Steady a saddened frown formed on his features as he slowly figured out what was going on with his wielder.
Leonardo was determined not to go back to sleep. Coffee and a film to stay awake instead of tea and the comfort of his brothers to fall asleep. This wasn't just insomnia. This was nightmares.
Oda knew all too well how disorienting, unnerving and isolating nightmares can be. He couldn't blame the youngster for not wanting to close his eyes for the rest of the night. But to not go to his brothers… that was unusual.
He flicked his gaze over the clock on the wall. The others won't be up for many hours. He knew Leonardo knew this and yet the turtle made no move to wake anyone up. The nightmare must've been about his brothers in some way. The fear of losing them by his mistakes? Of them hating him? Abandonment? Hurt? Guilt? The list was endless. Obviously, Leonardo didn't want his brothers to know about his nightmares. Not yet anyway. That was concerning.
What could Oda do to help though?
He was an unseeable, untouchable spirit.
He was…
No, he wasn't useless.
For sure Leonardo would've been much more hurt—or worse— if Oda hadn't been watching his back.
But right now, while the child was scared and alone, Oda felt useless.
He settles on sitting on the beanbag next to the young turtle, keeping an eye on him like he always did. Maybe in the still of the lair Leonardo would sense his presence… wishful thinking.
It was rare for all four brothers to be asleep at the same time. Leonardo usually did stay awake late before going to bed, and, with the help of a few useful methods, his insomnia wasn't as big a problem as it could be. He had plenty of restless nights, sure, he'd gone three days without sleep at one point—Oda would've strangled the young turtle during those nights if he could, or maybe just hug him— but with tea, help from his brothers and ASMR, he had learned ways to overcome a fair few of his restless nights.
Donatello was the other with sleeping problems. Honestly, if it wasn't for how similar the two can be despite their countless differences, Oda would never have pointed them out as twins. But at least with Donatello it wasn't insomnia keeping him awake. No, it was hyperfixation. His machines. Computers. Ideas. Designs. Plans. Games even. Once the purple-turtle got fixated on something, that was it. Hooked… for days… and nights. Unhealthy so. Okay, so maybe Donatello was worse than Leonardo on that front. At least Leonardo wasn't the one keeping himself awake, his insomnia did that to him. Donatello just didn't want to sleep when something else seemed so much more appealing.
Miraculously though, Donatello was too knackered to stay awake any longer and welcomed sleep with ease. Wrapped up in an extra soft, weighted blanket. Probably still snoring lightly since the last time Oda did his usual night checks on them all. That's one less person for Oda to think about at least.
Raphael and Michelangelo were easy when it came to sleep. The pair were diligent in keeping a healthy sleep schedule. They knew the value and importance of sleep, and even if they struggled on some occasions to get to sleep, or nightmares woke them up, they gave themselves a nice breather before trying again. Which usually worked a treat. And if it didn't work, snuggling up with one or more of their siblings always worked.
So only two out of four were a handful when it came to bedtime. That's not too bad. It could be worse.
It was worse for Leonardo right now though.
Hours pass by. Three Jupiter Jim and one Lou Jitsu film later, three cups of coffee, (which is a alot coming from someone who typically did not enjoy coffee much), and half a tub of neapolitan ice cream later and Leonardo was still alone. His brothers will wake up soon enough, but the lair was still deafeningly quiet. At least that's what Leonardo knew.
In reality, halfway through the second film, Fundi and Tonfa woke up. Fundi, determined to get up to his same old antics to annoy Oda, stormed in loudly with a mischievous fire in his eyes. However, the fire quickly dimmed when he spotted Leonardo sitting solely on the beanbag inches away from the huge screen. Oda shushed him and Fundi smirked.
"It's not like he can hear me, y'know." The Michelangelo look-alike said playfully.
"Insomnia?" Tonfa mused as he ignored Fundi to sit on a beanbag on the other side of Leonardo. "Wait, no…. Nightmares." He whispered and he hunched up his shoulders. Tonfa may not have any memories before being a spirit, and spirits can't get nightmares, so he doesn't know what nightmares feel like, but he has seen the effects on the brothers. He hates seeing anyone in such pain and torment. It honestly breaks Tonfa's heart to see such a fun-loving, boisterous teenager suffering like this.
Oda knew the feeling.
If they could, Oda knows Fundi and Tonfa would've stopped at nothing to help Leonardo, but they couldn't. So they sat with the lonesome teenager hoping he would somehow feel their presence and be somewhat comforted while they all waited for the others to wake up.
It's the quietest Fundi has been in… years? Decades? Ever? Sadly, this time, quiet wasn't what was needed.
Not long later, Michelangelo woke up to start breakfast and Leonardo wasted no time barging after the orange brother while tying his mask back on. With his usual playful tone, he bombarded the youngest with a request for pancakes and fruit for breakfast. Oda spotted the quick glance Michelangelo gave Leonardo, head to foot, knowing the observant orange turtle was piecing together what had happened during the night. His eyes flicked to the coffee jar Leonardo had accidently left open on the side. The bags under his eyes. The credits from a film on the big screen.
Michelangelo didn't hesitate to make the pancakes and slice up the fruit.
Raphael joined not long later and caught on just as quickly. He gave Leonardo the mission to drag Donatello from bed, which he completed quickly by dragging his twin and half the bed sheets into the kitchen moments later. Their father walked in not long after.
The spirits also joined them in the kitchen for breakfast, just as they usually did. Fundi sat like a cat on top of the kitchen counters—despite how many times Oda has told him not to. Tonfa leaned against the side of the fridge, as far out of the way as he could. And Oda stood in the doorway, watching with a small almost unnoticeable smile as the four brothers and their father chatted away. There was still one of them missing, but that's a problem for another day.
As he watched, all Oda could think about was that, even if he couldn't do anything to help Leonardo himself, he's thankful that Leonardo had brothers who do care about him. Who notice such small things in him. Who will give Leonardo time before asking questions. And will be patient and understanding when he does talk.
"He's in good hands," Oda muttered to himself. He choked back a chuckle as the blue-clad turtle flung his pancake like a Frisby at the still half-asleep Donatello only to miss and quickly find a few slices of banana slap him on the face in retaliation. "Back to the usual."
~End~