Well. Every tmnt artist has to turn them into humans eventually, I suppose.

Sorry for not posting a ton lately, I have been................. playing fire emblem three houses.............. busy............ Also I've been feeling a little burned out on art, admitedly. Don't worry, it's very much temporary! Last month was just pretty high tempo for me, expecially with the Cell Talk comic, so I just needed to take a short break from drawing to also play fire emblem but I'm getting back into an art-mood now! I decided to draw humanified turtles as a bit of a warm up basically, I've been wanting to do it for quite some time so it was just a fun little thing for me :]

Anyway, some thoughts about the designs-

A lot of people draw Leo as blonde, and I was fully intending to draw him blonde as well, but then I just wanted to see what he'd look like with brown hair instead and I just.... liked that a bit more, so he's a brunette now. Also he has dimples because of course he has dimples. And Mikey has freckles because OF COURSE he has freckles! And Donnie ALSO has freckles because he's my blorbo and I give all my blorbos freckles cuz they're neat. All of them have pretty small eyebrows except for Donnie because he fills them in with makeup. I thought for a while of how I would translate Leo's facial markings into his human design, and I ended up settling for birthmarks (also some red eyeliner cuz his face needs a bit of red on it)

i think Leo never really got "that' conversation because of Splinter's grooming and manipulation towards her(?), and of course, her personal opinions.

Mikey is too abrassive, he's often demonstrated angry towards Leo's actions and speaks against her the most, so maybe Leo didn't felt close enough to talk to him.

Donnie's weak, in Leo's view at least. Leo's suppose to be the strong one, and talking about a sensitive topic he doesnt exactly understand is already difficult, talking to someone he (and sensei) views as weak is not something she would do. (Expecially with the ABE-CTH (a bitch) situation.)

Raph's a bit more difficult to me, personally I think it has to do with his memory. Why would you expose yourself to someone who wont remember a word after? and they too don't feel like buddies or siblings at least. More like roommates who just say "hi" to eachother after an awful day of work.

And Leo's opinions about it, of course. If during 'it' she liked it, there's no need to tell anyone about it. Even if it had, she's suppose to be the strong one, she can handle her problems alone (unlike donnie) and still make her dad happy. She doesn't have connections close enough to talk to, and thinks of herself to highly to seek them.

i mean, thats my opiniok, broskii,,, m just a random reador :3 tehhe - 🌺 anon

If during 'it' she liked it, there's no need to tell anyone about it. Even if it had, she's suppose to be the strong one, she can handle her problems alone (unlike donnie) and still make her dad happy. She doesn't have connections close enough to talk to, and thinks of herself to highly to seek them.

i am sipping soda and smiling deliciously while reading this. you're soooo right <<33 i love the breakdown of the relationships here.

its really interesting seeing you guys put stuff that was kind of subconscious into words. like yeah you're completely right about Leo's strained relationship with her brothers, but i never really thought to write it down i guess? It just made sense to me.

of course she wouldn't trust Donnie, he's weak and emotional. he wouldn't trust Mikey because Mikey is a loudmouth who spends half his time arguing with him out of spite. And Raph?? Raph is.... just no. It's hard to say why, maybe its because he's so serious and it would be awkward. maybe she just cant imagine having any kind of painfully open emotional conversation with Raph. Raph is like, a rock, an emotional bastion, he never cries, he's always just vaguely and quietly disgruntled in a way that Leo is kind of jealous of (cause he sees it as more masculine than his own fits of rage lmao)

one thing I will say though is that they don't really notice when Raph is dissociating/how bad his memory is until later. From personal experience, you can live basically on top of someone your whole childhood and not notice that they aren't really present for large amounts of it.

So I’mmina start this off by saying literally all your aus/drawing make me smile. They’re all so fascinating and sweet and so,SO well thought out! That being said, not to be that person that brings angst into a fluff buffet but... in your Movie Star Dad AU, do the boys every have mixed feelings about their father suddenly appearing in their lives after a prolonged absence? Also would Christof Von Bradford be an issue for the fam, considering his active competitive jerk energy he has with Lou?

Hi, thank you for your sweet words!!! I literally think about my rottmnt aus every waking moment, no joke, so I’m glad that you think they’re well thought out! I do my best! (also always bring angst. I always have a lot of angst in these au’s, I just also try to even it out with just as much fluff) The boys were YOUNG when Yoshi came into their lives, and each of them have their own perspectives on it, so at the time, they didn’t really have any huge negative feelings towards their situation before Yoshi found them because his absence wasn’t really,,, prolonged.

Mikey was literally a baby, barely a year old, so he doesn’t ever remember a time when Yoshi wasn’t in his life. Yoshi is the only parent Mikey really knows, and he’s completely fine with that. If Mikey has any mixed feelings, it’s towards his late mother, who he has absolutely no memories about, and only really knows her through the pictures Raph kept and the stories Raph and Yoshi would tell about her. He sometimes feels bad that he doesn’t feel as sad about her passing as Raph or Yoshi does, and he sometimes feels bad about not remembering her at all, but it’s also weird cause he knows he shouldn’t feel bad about it, cause he was too little to remember anything anyway and that’s not his fault, but the weird gross feelings in his stomach are there all the same when he thinks too hard about it. So he tries not to think about it. And just blissfully goes about his days with his doting dad and his overindulgent big brothers. 

Raph was nervous and distrustful of Yoshi at first, because of course he was. He was 4 years old, sitting in a hospital bed alone with just his tiny baby brother in his arms, nursing a concussion and ugly road rash on his arms and legs while also nursing a broken heart after just losing mama. And then suddenly this man appears, the man in the movies that mama always loved to watch, except he’s not wearing the flamboyant jumpsuit he’s always wearing, but a maroon sweatshirt and old jeans. His signature styled pompadour and orange shades replaced with a disheveled ponytail and bags like bruises under his eyes. And a lot of people come and go throughout the next couple of weeks. Doctors and therapists and child services and lawyers and all of their faces begin to blend together in a dizzying swirl and Raph has a hard time focusing on anyone who isn’t Mikey. But the man stays the same. His face stays intact, and he follows them wherever they go. And then suddenly Raph and Mikey are allowed to go home with the man, and he tells them how he’s their dad. And how he didn’t know they existed, but he’s going to make up for all the lost time tenfold. And he promises he’s gonna love them enough for both him and their mama. Which Raph doesn’t think is possible, and so he’s suspicious and untrusting at first, cause no one can love them more than their mama did. But the man tries. Boy, does he try hard anyway. Tries to win every smiling giggle Mikey shoots at him and earn Raph’s faith that he’ll be there for them. That he’ll protect them. That he’s going to love them forever. And over the weeks and months, through every tantrum and screaming fit and long sleepless nights, he proves it, little by little. He stays. And he loves them. And Raph’s faith in the man grows with every bedtime story and piggyback ride and half-cooked pancake with too much syrup, and Raph’s guard slowly goes down until it’s fully surrendered over to this man who is their dad, and it’s never raised again.  Donnie knows the routine. He’s been through it approximately 27 and a half times before, through all the foster care homes. A new family takes him in. He messes up something. The new family gives him back. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. He’s been here before. He knows this isn’t going to last long, despite all the promises the man with the thick accent says. And Donnie doesn’t really register that this man was his biological father. He doesn’t really care to, to be honest. What was the point? His own biological mother had willingly gotten rid of him, Donnie’s snuck a peek at his record, he knew it all. So what if this man was his dad. That didn’t mean anything. He was gonna get tired of Donnie the same way all the other parents did. Tired of the constant questions. Tired of the broken appliances and half baked reasons why he took them apart in the first place, because apparently “I wanted to see how they worked” wasn’t a good enough answer. And Donnie was three years old and smarter than anyone ever gave him credit for and you know what? He was tired of it too. Tired of getting his hopes of a family finally understanding and accepting him. Tired of wanting a family who would love him back. Tired of getting his heart broken time and time again. So he wasn’t going to get his heart broken this time. He wasn’t going to accept anything of this man, with two boys already that shared Donnie’s eyes, and he wasn’t going to let himself be the fool again. And as the weeks went by, this cold shoulder game he was playing was getting harder and harder to keep, because dangit, this man really did try everything to prove that he was the real deal. The forever family. And Donnie’s new ‘brothers’ were always bright-eyed and curious about everything Donnie did and said, and actually wanted to play his weird word games and puzzles and wanted to spend time with him, and Donnie felt something short circuit in his brain because he wasn’t used to this feeling in his chest. This warm and light feeling. Something must be overheating in whatever engine was running inside of Donnie’s chest, and Donnie didn’t have a clue how to fix it. He also didn’t know if he wanted to fix it. But of course, it didn’t matter anyway. Because Donnie messed up. It was bound to happen eventually, Donnie got to brazen with how comfortable he was getting in the large house, and when he was running in the hallways, chasing after Raph in an impromptu game of tag, he accidentally slipped and knocked into the t.v stand, sending it straight to the floor where it broke into a hundred different pieces of glass and tiny wired parts. Donnie was mortified, knowing this would definitely send him back, and he got on his hands and knees and tried to collect the parts and put it back together but there was no time. The man that Donnie was half tempted to call dad half the time was already in the room, searching for the source of the loud crash and when his eyes finally landed on Donnie and the broken t.v behind him, Donnie couldn’t help but burst into tears. And he tried to explain, tried to apologize and he promised he’d fix it, he promised, he’d fix it up brand new and then the man wouldn’t have to send Donnie back. He’d be good. He’d fix this. He promised. Just please don’t send him back. And Donnie didn’t see the way the man’s body flinched at Donnie’s sobbed confession, and didn’t see the man lurch from where he was standing to pick Donnie up and hold him in a tight embrace saying all kinds of things that didn’t make sense to Donnie. Because the man was supposed to be angry. Angry like all the other parents eventually were. Angry and disappointed and tired, not... well... whatever this was. Which was holding him close, and running shaking hands through his hair and rubbing circles into his back and saying “Are you ok? Did you get hurt anywhere? Did you touch the glass? Shhh, shhhh, it’s ok buddy, breathe, you’re ok. You’re not in trouble. You don’t have to fix anything. It’s just a t.v. As long as you’re unhurt, then it’s ok. You’re ok, sweetheart. I got you.” And Donnie could feel the man press kisses into Donnie’s hairline that made the 3-year-old cry even harder, and press his face farther into his dad’s shirt as he clung to him for dear life. Because it’s never been just ‘ok’ before. Never. And for the first time, Donnie was starting to learn that with this family, with this man, being ‘ok’ might just work out after all.

When Leo meets Yoshi for the first time, it’s with a heart already filled to the brim with excitement and acceptance as he fully lets him into his life. Because Leo’s 3, and doesn’t know where he came from like most of the other kids in the halfway home. All he knows is that he’s always lived in this cramped house, sharing a room with a broken AC unit with 4 other boys around his age that just loved picking on Leo because of how small he was and how his skin was two different colors. He’s used to the house, and strict rules about eating and playtime, and the mean older kids that come and go while Leo always stays. He doesn’t want to be used to it, but he is, and his lonely daydreams and nights wishing upon all the stars in the sky are filled with thoughts about a life where he gets to leave this place. Dreams about a mom and dad or even a cool uncle or caring grandparents or literally anyone, coming and rescuing him and taking him far away from this place. Dreams about finding a home, with someone there calling him theirs. Belonging to someone, and having someone belong to him too. And then on a dusty and warm afternoon, that very person showed up, and Leo smiles at him hard enough to hurt his face. And he was looking for Leo, Leo specifically, not someone around Leo’s age or who looked like Leo, but actually Leo. And the man wanted Leo. Wanted him like no one had ever wanted him before. And wanted to take him home and call Leo his forever and Leo would have thought he was still dreaming if he hadn’t kept pinching himself the entire 6-hour flight to New York. And not only did Leo get a dad, but he got 3 brothers as well! 3 brothers, who all looked different than Leo but shared his brown eyes all the same, and didn’t mind that Leo talked a lot or made a lot of jokes and didn’t bully him for being or looking ‘weird’ like the other boys he grew up with did. And even though dad says that Leo’s his, and Raph and Donnie and Mikey want to hang around and play with him, Leo still finds himself pinching himself every night just in case. Because this is almost too good to be a dream. It couldn’t be real, right? Did Leo deserve this? Was it really his to have? To call his own? Was a kid like him, who grew up with nothing, who grew up as a nothing, allowed to have everything, and be somebody worth keeping around? Leo wasn’t sure, but if this was a dream, it was the best one he’d ever had, and he hopes he doesn’t wake up from it anytime soon.

Baby Daddy Raphael!

I was looking around at some tmnt fan cannons n’ stuff and I wanted to do my own little family/ father Cannon thing, so hope you like.

Also here are some little headcanons from other people I like, check them out please: tmntsworld

Also there might be a little bit of bad grammar, so I’ll try my best to go through and correct myself, hope you enjoy.

Note: if you see “(y/c/n)” it means “Your child’s name” I don’t know if there’s any other way to put it, but that’s what I’m gonna use.

Also all characters are 18+

But apologies ahead, sorry for the bad grammar.

Having a single child

- Being careful and gentle as he can be. “I-it’s okay, daddys got you…”

- Sweet talking the baby, pretty much baby talk. “D'aww, Raph I love it when you do the baby talk thing.” His face turns a little red “S-so?” He continue talking with the baby.

- Imagine his big hands holding his small baby. He Smiles looking down at his child and Whispers “I’ll always protect you.” Raph kisses the child’s forehead gently.

- When his significant other is away (Expecially around bedtime do to work or other things) he has a bit of a hard time getting the baby to sleep or eat certain foods, luckily for him he has his brothers to help out a little.

- Leo’s help: Leo is really good getting the baby to relax and go to sleep, of course do to his calm nature.

- Donnie’s help: Donnie is pretty good at getting the baby to eat, as he’d pretend to eat the babies food or do something like, the airplane spoon trick.

- Mikey’s help: Mikey is really good at distracting the baby if Raph or his significant other are a little past tired or have to go out for work-related stuff or a date, pretty much a free babysitter (Or pizza will do for payment, whichever works).

If they’re twins

- Raph was expecting just one child, then having two come out at once, he wasn’t ready for that, but none the less, he loves them both.

- Being a father-of-two now, it’s a bit difficult, but he loves the challenge, even with the constant crying and diaper cleaning, luckily he has his spouse and family to help.

- imagine him fumbling around trying to answer his phone while holding the twins, as one is pulling on his face and the other one squirming and crying. “H-hey Leo… No i-i’m fine, everything is great…. No I don’t need your help!”

- Giving the baby’s each raspberries after diaper change. “There you’re both all cleaned up!” He blows raspberries on their tummy’s “Yes you’re!” You giggled, he asked “What?” As you recorded this tender moment you said “it’s just so cute watching you play with the babies like that.” He smiled.

- Walking into the bedroom to let Raph know food is ready, just to see him passed out with the babies on the bed. You smile and pull out your phone to take a picture to show him later.

- Even if he is tired, hearing his children in distress, even if it’s 2 a.m. he’ll be up in a blink of an eye, sometimes it gets a little obnoxious. The babies started crying, Raph runs in with a loud thud coming through the door “Daddy’s here, what’s wrong?!” You walk in, bags under your eyes and scratching your neck “They’re probably just hungry or might need a diaper change.” You said, Raph picks up the babies “Shh~ shhh~ I got you know…” he holds them close to him.

Having more than one child

- Having more than one child over the course of a few years is rewarding to him, teaching them how to defend themselves, being around them and sometimes, he loves showing them off.

- Imagine him at the playground, tending to the youngest child, as the oldest child is trying to get his attention by climbing up to the tallest slide to jump off. “Dad!… DAD!” (y/k/n) yelled, Raph grunts out “One moment please!” (y/k/n) glared, Raph turns his head and to see his kid about to jump off the slide, as fast as he could, he ran, to catch the child before hitting the ground, he was mad “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!… GIVING ME A HEART ATTACK LIKE THAT!!” Raph carried the child off over to the bench “Don’t ever do that again….”

- Don’t mess with his kids! Seriously don’t, he doesn’t care how old you are, who’s going to believe you, that you got your butt kicked by a giant green mutant turtle? Hah! Though it would be more of a scare than a butt kicking.

- Imagine him holding a newborn and one of the older children crawling over next to him to look at the new baby. Raph smile’s looking over at the older child “So what do you think of your new sibling?” He asked, the child has a sideways smile and say’s “Where do babies come from anyway?” Raphs face lit up “Uh honey!” You giggled and pulled the older child towards you “Let’s go see if Donnie got the cookies are done.” The child smiles and runs into the kitchen.

- kids on leashes, he knows it’s degrading in a way but it keeps the kids from hurting themselves. “No I don’t care, even when you turn 15 years old, you will still be wearing this leash!” He grunted out as the older kids are pulling on the leashes in different directions, the baby strapped to his chest.

- Sometimes he’ll notice some odd Hobbies his kids have, like walking past the kids room and seeing a whole bunch of rocks and sand in their room, they don’t even live near beach. Raph mumbles to himself as he leans against the door “Where the hell did they get the sand?…” He looks around the room.

- Imagine him teaching the kids how to be more flexible, with the help of Leo and Splinter. “There you go, you’re doing great, a natural!” He turned around to help with this children and groans seeing his older child “N-no your gonna pull a muscle that way…” Splinter laughed and said “Impatient, just like his father was.” Looking at Raph get frustrated trying to help his kid “Maybe still a little inpatient.” Leo laughed in agreement.

Having only daughters.

- Imagine him having girly girls for daughters: there would be glitter, pink and stickers everywhere, probably not just pink but rainbows, painting his nails, coloring on his shell and putting stickers all over it, but he still loves his little girls none the less, even if he doesn’t know how to get rid of the glitter.

- Imagine him having tomboys for daughters: he can do sports, he likes sports just as much as his daughters do and can teach his daughters all kinds of neat tricks him and his brothers did, but if his daughters want to do ballet instead, he’ll be there.

- One of his daughters walking in, with a pink princess dress on and asking if she can help fix his motorcycle with him. Raph hears little footsteps he looks over his shoulder and see’s his little princess “Hey there sweetie, what can I do for you?” He asked wiping grease off his hands, she looks at the motorcycle and asked “Can I help you fix it?…” Raph smiled “Yeah, you can help me fix up the motorcycle, but your get your pretty dress all dirty.” She gets closer and sits down beside her father “I don’t care, let’s fix it!” Raph smile’s.

- A little girl with a tomboyish demeanor is wanting to try out a few art classes or ballet, but is known for more rough activities and is a little more apprehensive to do anything more on the delicate side of thing’s, but Raph is having none of that and encourages her to do more things she what’s to do, even if it is seems more girly. “D-daddy?…” A little voice spoke up, Raph turned around “Yes hon?” He asked, she looks down at her feet “I was wondering if I could do ballet…” Raph places hand on top of her head, she looks up at her father as he said “You can do whatever you want, let’s go tell (y/n).” He holds her hand as they walk into the other room.

- Teaching his daughter self-defense is highly important to him, but teaching them how to become a Kunoichi and continuing the family traditions is an honor, but now Raphael understands why splinter would be so worried about his son’s leaving to fight bad guys or could get caught and captured, but if it’s his daughter’s desire to be coming Kunoichi, of course he’ll teach them, because it’ll be amazing heroes.

Having only Sons. 

- Video games, sports and other things, Raph can totally connect with his sons over this, having brothers of his own, this shouldn’t be difficult right? “Dad, DAD!” He starts poking his father’s arm, Raph looks at his child “What is it?” He smiled, his son was excited to tell his father “I wanna learn how to knit, can i, can I?” Raph laughs, discouraging his son a little, then he says “I’m the master of knitting my son!” And starts teaching his son how to knit.

- Do to boys being a little more rougher, Raph and his sons like to wrestle, even if one of his sons are not physically stronger than the others, he’ll spend the time to teach him a few things. “Just because you’re physically not stronger than you brothers, doesn’t mean you can’t outwit them.” Something Raph had to learn the hard way.

- Imagine Raphael roughhousing with his sons, when one of them uses a sneak attack and he pretends like he’s been injured. “Ahh you got me!” He dramatically falls on the floor, one of his sons yelled “YOU KILLED HIM!” they run over and tumble on top of their father, Raph started laughing at them “Haha! I love you little guys…”

- Playing dress up with his sons, Raphael showing them his cool guy outfits and them trying on his oversized jackets and shirts as Raphael take some pictures for your scrapbook. “I wanna wear daddies leather jacket!” The boys started fighting over the leather jacket, Raphael smiles and opens up part of the closet revealing more jackets “Here you go, have at it!” Raphael said, the boys got excited and rushed in.

- He is worried about his boys becoming ninjas and leaving the safety of the home to fight bad guys, as his father was and still is, but self-defense is important to him, even if they don’t want to be ninjas, he know they’ll be amazing heroes.

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Well that took way to long to make…. I’m gonna make 6 more!