Leonardo Hamato - Blog Posts

ya’ll I can still draw peepaw (this is an au leo dw bout it i never finished it)

So what exactly is the premise of this AT au?

I have a few AU’s going on right now, but i’ll list off the ones I have posted here for time and for the sake of my poor grammar skills.

The first one I ever showed on my blog was my interpretation of Finn growing up with Minerva on the islands, I took the line “You grew up to be a helper too?” and RAN with it bookie. I do plan for Finn to end up stranded in Ooo at some point, but we’ll see ;)

The second is basically a crossover AU with Rise of the TMNT and, well, Adventure Time. This one originated because I wanted to see how my human Leo design would look over a Marceline screenshot, then I realized that he looked out of place next to PB so I drew my silly lil yokai-mutant Jackson over her as a gum-oni-nekomata hybrid.

After that I sorta just assigned a character in another characters place and well, now we’ve got April the Human and Raph the Turtle!

The third AU isn’t completely mine, the vampire - emo finn idea came form sufyaaaa on insta and finnsemophase here on tumblr, after that I just added my own bits and pieces to it, which actually leads to AU four.

For AU four at first I wanted to just draw the Finn - Candy Queen idea but then I started thinking about it story wise and well, I think im gonna merge it in a bit with the vampire Finn AU, where Finn grew up human with Minerva in the wastelands instead of the islands and met Bonnie losing herself to pure elemental magic. (Which makes a lot of sense if you think about it) Im WAY OPEN to suggestions for whatever the FUCK to do with Martin cuz I honestly have no clue. 😭🤙

Anyways, I hope this cleared things up! Most of these are just me wanting Finn to interact with Minerva more since we got so little of them, but nevertheless I’ll expand beyond that thirst since people have been enjoying them more than I expected lmao.

For those who were curious for the Leo over Marceline picture, here it is! It isn’t much 🫠

Tried to draw Leon by memory, lmao he looks so odd

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~

If anyone could write this as a one shot or a full story, I've just been thinking for the LONGEST time....(Takes place after ROTTMNT movie).

Rise!Leo and his brother Mikey are training with their ninpo and create a melded portal that accidentally sends Leo to like, a whole other universe. Long story short, the universe is our universe, where he is known only in the ROTTMNT show, and is invisible to other people aside from (Fem) Y/N, who finds him in an alley. Y/N is the same as Leo's Y/N, but different. ONLY Y/N can see him in her universe, and only SHE can help him from her side, while his brothers figure out a way to get him home with only his phone being a communicator with them (somehow). Fluff, strangers>friends>lovers, angst, (slight spice? Maybe more?) Leo is 18, few months older.

Realization folks.

I had one quite a while ago while I was listening to music and realized....

BREAKING BENJAMIN-The artist-SOUNDS JUST LIKE ROTTMNT LEO BUT SINGING BRO-

https://open.spotify.com/track/7HjNOz8Y7H7uSySXuHNg1Y?si=-tNjCVytQgKEVuulj6jJpA

Y'all gotta check it out

Leon's art dump

Probably should do separate versions of each, dw i will

⚠️Warning: İmplied child abuse and blood⚠️

"Wow, your version of Leonardo is a cocky and egoistical asshole who looks down on the other turtles"

Close, he's actually a 15 year old kid who has been traumatized so badly by his dad that he not only was left believing he's only worth something by achieving stuff and was nothing without his brothers but also began to tell himself his family doesn't and cant Love him because he doesn't believes anyone could be capable of loving the failure left behind by Shredder, So now, he desperately tries to overcome those thoughs by loudness, egoistical acts and a forced jollity, and while he should be hold accountable for messing up, he shouldnt be defined by his worst moments

Anyways this pic is from Leonardo's arc where he got kidnapped and tortured by Shredder, he basically tried to stand up to his "dad" after the order he got almost killed Mikey, he asked Shredder to go back home and said he was tired, which Shredder "kindly" replied by reminding him this was his "real home"

Them in my 2024 tmnt au (I did not knew what to name it tbh-)

Little reminder about my au, They're both siblings👍

I love Leosagi sm

I should say that This is my version of Rise Usagi Miyamoto, he's NOT Usagi Yuichi, Just wanted to clear that up because usually red eyeliner thingy is used on Usagi Yuichi fanart by fans and not on Usagi Miyamoto so that may cauze some confusion, anyways y'all got the point

Sense most people said yes, Here is

Leonardo X Milo (My Oc's older sister)

(If you don't know who Milo is here's a picture of her ⬇️)

I made another GIF of the Rottmnt Brothers falling in love with Y/N and first sight. (It took me so long to finish this and wanting to do it 😭)

So in Rise there’s a small running gag where whenever one of his family members try to assume what Leo’s doing it cuts to him doing basically the opposite of what they’ve just said.

Raph: Hey! Where’s Leo?

Mikey: I’m sure wherever he is, he’s trying to save us

Raph: Leo probably talked his way straight into Big Mamma’s dungeon 

But the interesting thing about this gag is the reverse isn’t true, when Leo guesses his families actions he’s almost always correct in predicting their actions

Leo: Look I bet the only reason we’re here right now is ‘cause Donnie inputted coordinates 

Donnie: After inputting Shredder’s previous coordinates on the X-Y-Z and D for Donnie axis, I have calculated that this is the sight of our final resting spot

Leo: Mikey Razzed his Tazz

Mikey: Whip-o-Rama!

Leo: April finally used her crane license

April: ‘Why would you get a crane license April?’ BECAUSE THIS!

Leo: And Raph is going to put it all together in a plan to defeat that led head with this mystic collar 

Raph: Wow Leo that’s remarkably accurate 

Leo being able to predict his families actions to a near perfect accuracy shows his skill as a strategist & potential as a leader but the fact that the reverse isn’t true, that Leo’s family CAN’T seem to predict Leo’s actions to a almost humorous degree shows that while Leo has an understanding of his family, his family fails to truly understand him.

I just can’t stop thinking about the fact that Leo knows his family far better than they know him.

Chapter 18’s gonna be a doozy, y’all! Can’t wait for Monday 🤓

(For my fanfic The Crescent’s Ascent on AO3. Check it out if you love Leo angst!)

This is literally me and my twin on our birthday lol! (She’s two minutes older, sigh)

Yay, I’ve finally done it! I’ve finally figured out the plot line to the Crescent’s Ascent all the way to the ending! It’s gonna be a bumpy ride, but we’re gonna get there and I’m SO EXCITED for what’s to come! 😆 The ending is gonna be AWESOME!!! (At least in my opinion lol)

In case you haven’t yet, you can read the fic 👉here👈

SUMMARY:

When Big Mama poisons Leo and causes him to lose his memory, chaos ensues as she strives to convince him that she is his mother. What started out as an attempt at a new Nexus champion quickly spirals into an unhealthy obsession, and Big Mama will do anything to make sure her precious Crescent never even wants to leave.

Meanwhile the brothers search frantically for their leader in blue, but will they be too late? Will they be able to find Leo and restore his memory before he is too far gone? After all, there are already things Leo has been hiding…

“His wide, terrified eyes scanned over his features in the puddle’s reflection. His skin was bright green, and he had two scarlet marks over his eyes that looked like twin crescent moons. Also his eyes were heterochromic, with his right iris being crimson and the left sapphire.”

More concept art for The Crescent’s Ascent! This drawing is particularly for Chapter 5 and I was happy with the way it turned out. You can check out the fic here ;)

Maybe I’ll clean it up and add a background later, but here’s more concept art for The Crescent’s Ascent! Chapter 6 is coming out Friday, and I can’t wait to share it with you guys!

In case you haven’t read it yet, here’s the link to the fic.

The Crescent’s Ascent

Chapter 1: Normal (not)

Leo stared at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes weary and tired.

Pathetic.

He offers himself a cocky grin and winks, firing off playful finger guns.

“How we doing, mi hermanos?” he practices softly. “Say, wanna drop by Hueso’s later?”

He holds the facade for another moment before groaning and letting his face fall. He grips the edges of the sink so tightly that his knuckles turn white.

“Get it together, Leo.” He chides himself. “You’re the face man, so fix your face!”

He straightens his shoulders and tries out another smirk, eyeing the tenseness in the rest of his body. Using the mirror as a guide he shifts his weight comfortably to the side, unclenching his jaw and cocking his head.

Better, definitely better.

A perfect facade if not for his guarded eyes.

He grumbles and leans closer to the mirror, bracing his trembling hands on the sink. When had his eyes lost their sparkle? When had his vibrant personality gone so… numb?

It didn’t matter anyways, he had plenty practice putting on a show. He would just shove away his emotions and portray whatever the situation called for:

Raph typically needed him to act a bit more chill, to be continually at ease and level-headed, a plan and a quip ready for any situation.

Sweet Mikey needed a playful big brother, someone he could goof off with and talk to without fear of judgement. Leo was always there for his little bro, whether it be admiring his art or comforting him while he cried, the tender-hearted little turtle (er, big turtle).

Donnie just needed someone to give him company and keep the mood lively. He didn’t really show emotions and would rather die than admit he needed affection, but on the inside he could get overwhelmed and panicky when left alone for too long. He was also quiet, which allowed him to be productive at times but also allowed him to get trapped in his head. Leo know how to fix that, and knew that although his excellent puns could occasionally annoy his twin they also helped him remain level-headed. A wall to bounce his ideas off of.

Mash all of those expectations together and you get one Hamato Leonardo, the witty and hilarious face-man of the Mad Dogs.

Not the weak and trembling turtle staring at him in the mirror.

“Come on!” He growls at his reflection, “Why is this so hard?”

“Leo?” A quick knock at the door made Leo jump. Mikey’s chipper voice came to him again from the other side: “You almost done, bro? We’re gonna go on patrol, then Raph said we could stop by Hueso’s for pizza!”

Leo took a deep breath, ignoring the tightness in his chest. Knowing his expression would affect his voice he forced a smile. “Yeah, sounds great Mike! Be out in a few!”

“You sure you’re good? You’ve already been in there for a bit.”

“You think looks this good come at the snap of your fingers?” He joked back, and he heard Mikey snort.

“Yeah, yeah. See you in a few, then.”

“Yep! See ya bro!” Leo’s whole body sagged with relief at the sound of Mikey’s footsteps fading. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. It was just a quick patrol, then pizza. Normal Leo would be all over this. Well, maybe not patrol, but a jaunt through NYC with his brothers? Maybe a race with Mikey, some banter with Donnie and a pizza-eating challenge with Raph? He should be thrilled!

His chest tightened again. But it would only take one misstep, he thought. One little fumble and all hell might break loose. Or worse, a Prison Dimension…

All because of one little failed catch…

Leo hissed and covered his head with his hands, trying to steady his breathing. It was okay, everything was okay. He was okay too. He just needed to keep on his toes and be perfect or at least not the screw-up he knew he was…

He could do that, couldn’t he?

And even if he did slip up, his brothers were there to catch him.

Duh.

Always.

Then why did it feel like someone the Kraang had his lungs in a death grip?

He huffed and shook his head to clear it. Alright Leon, showtime, he told himself, getting up from the bathroom floor (when did he get on the floor?). He put a grin on his face and walked out of the bathroom with ease.

I’m cool, I'm cooler than a cucumber, he encouraged himself as he rested one of his odachi across his shoulders. “Sup, mi hermanos. Your Face Man has arrived.”

There was a general groan from his three brothers, causing him to smirk. Operation Set-The-Mood: success.

“You’re late, ‘Nardo.” Donnie grumbled, tapping on his wrist tech.

Leo switches position, bracing the tip of his odachi against the floor to lean on it. “Excuse me, but a king is never late. Everyone else is simply… early.”

“First off, you should give up on that ‘King Leo’ idea. Never gonna happen. Secondly, you stole that from Princess Diaries.” Donnie replied in his usual deadpan voice.

“Hey, if the shoe fits!” Leo shrugged at the jab to his movie-reference. “But anyways, are you gonna stare at your tech all day or are we all gonna go out and have some fun?”

Donnie started to retort on his Cinderella reference, but Raph cut in before he could.

“Patrol first, then fun.” The snapper reminded, standing up and stretching.

“Aw, who says patrol can’t be fun?” Leo whined playfully, stomach twisting into knots.

“Come on, Leo. We gotta focus. We’re heroes!”

“Yeah, I’m gonna have to do an IOU on that pizza bite.” Leo joked. “But in the meantime, vamanos hermanos!”

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Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of The Crescent’s Ascent! The fic on AO3 as well as more chapters can be found here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63911992/chapters/163921498

LFLS People You Know Edit

Hey all! I was so pleasantly surprised to see that Like Father Like Son by @eternalglitch updated!! The second I saw the notification I did a double take to make sure it wasn’t my eyes playing tricks on my, lol! But joy of joys it was real and the chapter was AH-MAZING!!!

Anyways I’ve shown some fanart of mine that depicts Lfls Leo in preparation for an edit, and I thought today was the perfect time to release it, so please enjoy! Let me know what you think :)

Also the link for the new chapter is:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22166836/chapters/52916926

Nap Time 💙💜

Hey all! Back with some more Rise fanart featuring the precious Disaster Twins UwU!! First time trying to draw them as little tots, and they are SO CUTE!!! I hope you like it!

I feel like when they nap Donnie always liked to be on the bottom. Leo was gentle and thought his soft shell was comfy while Donnie liked the protection of his brother so he didn’t feel so exposed. Leo was also really protective of his twin—even if he didnt admit it—and wanted to shield him from any potential danger.

Let me know what you think :)

LFLS Leo 😢

Hey all! Working on some art for a lfls edit, and in addition to my previous post this is the other one I have finished so far! Poor Leo, it hurts my heart to see this vibrant teen look so numb, but it’s this weird hurt that makes me want to read Like Father Like Son over and over and over again hehe. But anyways, the credit of the original fic goes to @eternalglitch , and I have to say it is absolutely stellar! Excellent plot, pace, characters and descriptions.

I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think :)

Like Father Like Son💔

Hey everyone! I’ve been working on making some lfls drawings for an edit im working on, and wanted to share one of my favorites so far! Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think :)

(BTW Like Father Like Son, by @eternalglitch , is one of my favorite fics of all time! It’s so well written, the character development—or character decline, hehehe sorry Leo—is so beautifully paced, and the description is very vivid. If you haven’t already, I highly recommend it! And if you’re like me and got heart broken in a way that makes you read it over and over again, then go enjoy all the feels!)

Also first time trying side-profile, so im still working on the proportions and anatomy hehe ;)

Portal Duo 💙🧡

Hey guys! Back with some more ROTTMNT art, featuring the Portal Duo, AKA Leo and Mikey (idk, I’ve heard them as both the portal duo and the sunshine duo, both are cute!)

This was just a pretty quick art piece I made while winding down from college, so hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think :)

“You Wretched. Little. PEST!”

Hiiiiiii I’m back so soon lol. Here’s the slightly longer version of my previous post, “Leo, can you hear us?” :)

This one is definitely angstier and the art style a little darker, but I had fun with it. Golly, I wish so much that they had a healing arch for rise after the invasion! But oh well, fanart, comics, and fanfics will have to do. Besides, it gives our imaginations a chance to run wild!

Let me know what you think! I hope you enjoy it!

“Leo, can you hear us?”

Hey guys! Welcome to my first little comic strip! It started out with just Leo by himself in a corner and just one picture, but a mishap gave me inspiration to turn it into a comic, lol. And besides, who doesn’t want more Rise Leo angst?? (Rhetorical question)

Please enjoy! I hope you like it :)

(BTW I might come out with a longer comic version of this with more slides, but I wanted to release the short version first. Idk, I like the simplicity of this one but have ideas for more Kraang torment. Let me know what you think!)

EDIT: longer version is out! Go check it out if you like a slightly darker tone than this hehe (next post, titled “You wretched. Little. PEST!”)

Disaster Twins 💜💙

Hey all! Back with some more ROTTMNT fanart featuring my favorite duo! I’ve been wanting to draw these two for SO LONG now and was happy I finally got something out 😆

I absolutely love the headcanons of these two being twins (I have a twin and our dynamic is very similar to these two… probably I’m more like Leo and my sis is more like Donnie) and having mirrored eye color in fanart. What do you guys think?

Hope you enjoy :)

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