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ROTTMNT: SPIRITS WITHIN THE WEAPONS

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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~

ROTTMNT : SPIRITS WITHIN THE WEAPONS.

Story idea info here.

Antics the Spirits get up to while the turtles are sleeping...

Honestly, Oda doesn't know why he even bothers to mediate knowing that Fundi can't last five minutes without causing some trouble/bothering him.

Tonfa has to use the Tonfas to flip the pages of the comic as the Spirits cannot interact with anything other than the weapons they inhabit.

I like to think his stripes are doing that when he smiles

Magic boy✨

Lmao I'm stealing this idea.

Big Mama must have lost some serious standing in the yokai underworld because it’s gotten apparent that she keeps being beaten by a small group of teenagers and the occasional rat man, and when it’s not them then she’s taking L’s from her own schemes working against her.

And in the ensuing power vacuum, the Hamatos accidentally become the most feared crime family known to all the big bads of the Hidden City.

After all, they’ve publicly outplayed Big Mama multiple times, a couple of them have taken out the heads of two of the most well known criminal organizations, one took out Heinous Green, two are responsible for the destruction of Witch Town, they have ties to both the infamous Baron Draxum and Captain Piel, they won the Doom Dome death race, they’re Battle Nexus Champions, they’ve displayed insane feats of power and defeated impossibly strong enemies, most of them have been to jail, and they regularly mingle with humans.

You can just imagine the notoriety they’d accumulate from word of mouth alone.

Some More Disaster Twins Headcannons (Happy and Sad):

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-●- Leo and Donnie will sometimes walk into the other twin's room, make direct eye contact with each other, knock something over, insult them, and then leave.

-●- When one of them comes home, they will greet each other with variations of "Sup fucker", "Hey piss baby", "Lol wussup loser", "I'm home dipfuck", etc.

-●- They both know decent Spanish, but mainly use it just to bully each other and swear without getting caught.

-●- Leo loves sweets, but sometimes Donnie can't handle them very well. So if Donnie starts to get sick from whatever sweet he is eating, he just hands the rest of it to Leo, who gladly takes it and eats the rest.

-●- Both twins are heavy sleepers, to the point where you have to violently shake or yell at Leo to get him fully up and you have to double check that Donnie actually awake and not just talking in his sleep.

-●- One of the twins will say "floor time", which means it is mandatory for both twins to lay on the floor and vibe for a while.

-●- Leo will open up a container of mints and immediately Donnie will look up at him and stick his hand out for one. It's become a game for Leo to see if he can get a mint without Donnie noticing. He has never won this game. Sometimes Donnie will even emerge from another room. It's a little spooky-

-●- They did and still do matching costumes for Halloween. They've done things like an angel and devil, a witch and a black cat, horror movie killers, etc. Sometimes they suck Mikey and Raph into their plans as well. Also both twins are horror movie junkies and like to discuss how stupid some of the victims are in the movies.

-●- Donnie likes to use insults that consist of "(insert word ending in '-inkle') + fuck". Examples of this are "dinklefuck", "kinklefuck", crinklefuck", etc. Leo does not and will never understand this.

-●- Leo and Donnie are both medics in the family. All of the family knows first aid and basic life support, but Donie and Leo both know critical life support. I like to think Leo learned this from Donnie on the occasion that Donnie is down for the count and someone is severely injured.

-●- Donnie thrives with biology and mathematics, but he absolutely despises anatomy because of the sheer memorization. Surprisingly, Leo thrives with anatomy- which annoys Donnie.

The Sad Ones:

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-●- Growing up, the twins were often pitted against each other (intentionally and unintentionally). This caused resentment when they were younger, and still some now, because it was a constant battle of "Why does Donnie do this better than you?" and "How come Leo can do this but you cant?"

-●- When they were younger (about ages 10-15), the twins could barely be in the same room without arguing.

-●- Donnie has had PTSD and severe depression since he was a kid, however he refuses to take medication for his mental health issues on account of a bad experience he had with them and "not trusting himself" (take that as you will). His PTSD also contributes to his reluctance to physical touch.

-●- The mere thought of Leo being smarter than Donnie in something makes Donnie very anxious. And on the other end, the thought that Donnie may be stronger at times makes Leo anxious.

Canon trans Leo? More likely than you think

I'm going to preface this by saying this is all for fun. I don't really care one way or another :P

A little turtle biology

The thing is, traits that are unique to telling apart sexes of red eared sliders just aren't in his design. The longer claws in males, something that only red eared sliders have differentiated in sex, isn't there. Other things, like bigger size in females and longer tails in males, just aren’t there. So that leaves us with plastron shape.

Male red eared sliders have a concave plastron. There is a slight indent around their lower abdomen. Females lack this and have a flat or convex plastron.

Leo’s design

There are scenes where it tends to be obvious what his plastron shape is. Following the lines, it’s concave to his body, matching the plastron shape of a female red eared slider. And boom, there you have it transmasc Leo is canon, everyone can go home now. This is very consistent throughout the show and there is nothing that ever could affect this argument.

Or is there?

There are also scenes where his plastron is shown parallel, which doesn’t disprove the previous statement. So, why mention this at all if my point still stands. Because it brings up the question, ‘How consistent is his plaster shape throughout the show?’

Stand up straight king, your crown is falling

It’s hard to tell whether the midline is indicative of his actual plastron shape, follows the line of action, or if it follows the taper line. While there is some consistency, due to his shell and dynamic posing, leo never really is standing straight up. And there is a lot of change in the plaster’s placement due to movement and how the show is animated. While this makes the show very fluid, it makes it difficult to accurately determine the plastron shape.

There are also plenty of scenes where his plastron appears convex, but this also means nothing because his shell doesn't tuck back in. With male turtles, their plastron is concave because of the dent, but, for increased movement, leo’s plastron isn't shown to tuck back in, therefore not causing a dent.

And that leaves one answer: You just cant tell. 

Getting rid of almost all sex determining factors of red eared sliders, in addition to having inconsistent plastron shape because animation is cool like that, you can’t determine Leo’s sex based off of his characteristics. That’s it. Everything has failed. My hours of research come to no avail.

Future!Leo

Why even mention him at all, theres nothing left to even prove. There are no mare sex based traits to apply. AND NEVER MIND BECAUSE THOSE ARE ONLY THE DIFFERENCES IN NON-ADULT TURTLES. This point relies on Future!Leo's design, sooo movie ref time :]

In his future design, he is significantly older and you can properly decern his sex by his basic design concepts. As male red eared sliders get older, their colours will start to fade and will grow darker in colour (melanin distribution). Females don't go through that colour change. In Future!Leo's design, while his colour is less saturated, he doesn't grow darker in colour and stays his original lighter green. Now could it be from a recognition standpoint? As long as his stripes are there, his design could grow darker and he would still be recognisable. While male red eared sliders can lose their stripes, it doesn't always happen. The markings could stay, and he would still be a male turtle. So recognition isn’t a viable factor. Trans Leo is back, baby.

Where does this actually get us?

Future!Leo isn't the same as Rise!Leo because he's from a different timeline. Well, Future!Leo is trans. Honestly, the rest you can take with a grain of salt lol. In all seriousness, in Future!Leo's timeline, they were very similar as teens. In addition to what I've said already about Rise!Leo, there is a chance that he could grow up the same as Future!Leo. Other than that, this is just a fun little essay about a hc that could be real.

TL,DR: Future!Leo is trans and Rise!Leo might be too

RotTMNT headcanons: gender and sexuality

Raph: asexual, demiromantic, panromantic, genderqueer, agender. He/Him or no pronouns

Leo: gay, trans (ftm). He/Him pronouns

Donnie: asexual, biromantic, nonbinary. He/They pronouns

Mikey: aroace and pansexual, genderfluid. He/They/She pronouns

April: lesbian, cisgender. She/Her pronouns

Splinter: bisexual, cisgender. He/Him pronouns

Draxum: gay, cisgender. He/Him pronouns

Rottmnt Headcanons!!

Reminder these are all just personal headcannons and it's totally fine if you don't agree or have different thoughts!<33

A hug from my favorite big guy sounds really nice right now ngl

Random Turtle HC: Raph & Anxiety

*clears throat and approaches microphone before hitting whiteboard with a ruler* A-HEM! Behold my theories peasants!

As we see expresses in the VERY 1st episode of ROTTMNT, the turtles can recognize each others signature scents and can smell fear.

Raph especially is shown briefly through the brothers dialogue to be the most aware and self conscious about said scent to the point of becoming defensive about it.

This leads me to believe that due to both natural biological olfactory senses and increased abilities due to mutation, the turtle brothers (with an advanced ability tipping to Raph due to his size and sensitivity) can actually smell the hormone cortisol.

WebMD defines cortisol as, “Your body’s main stress hormone. It works with certain parts of your brain to control your mood, motivation, and fear.”

Simply put, the turtle boys can literally smell fear.

Now I know you’re asking yourself, “Okaaaaaay cool fun fact I guess, what does that have to do anything with me?”

*takes a step back and adjust glasses with a smirk*

My dear dear fellow tumblr, allow me to share the wonders of mixing fact, madness and media all in one! *sounds of maniacal cackling can be heard*

(I wrote this with the intent to be platonic but it could be romantic if you squint long enough)

•So we've established Raph can smell fear right?

•As a protective big brother who is quite literally in fact “BIG” he knows a thing or two about getting scared

• Especially when it comes to looking out for people he cares about

•Hes been fighting baddies for his family since he was a tot! From keeping away scary dreams at night, from crushed ancient metal zombies to terrifying alien virus monsters, there ain't much he hasn't seen

•So when you join the ranks of the Mad Dogz, you immediately also get a built in prtoector

•Raphs been looking out for the little guys his whole life, what's one more?

•Not to mention you're kinda cute, so he doesn't mind sticking around a little bit closer

•But you're different than most folks, Raph notices. I mean besides the fact that you WILLING want to be friends with 4 mutant turtles of all things.

•No besides your abnormal incredible bravery in looking beyond the status quo to reach out the hand of friendship to these reckless reptiles, Raph noticed that you just kind of…smelled

•Not in a bad way or anything just…you always seemed to have a lingering scent of fear on you

•And Raph would know. Hed recognize that scent anywhere. It's a scent that ghosts every hour of every day for him. Nighttime and being alone especially.

•Raph hates being scared. He's the biggest and the oldest. He's supposed to look after his peeps! And he can't do that if he's frozen with fear all the time!

•So what does he do? Raph faces the problem head on like he always do.

•You get scared a lot. That's understandable, but Raph decides to make it his business that you don't need to be scared when he's around.

•Raph’ll protect ya

•Be prepared to have this turtle subtly (orrer not to much so because although he's a ninja he ain't exactly tactful or subtle) watching you every time you and the gang get all together

•Its not hard. You've always caught his attention for some reason or another. So looking at you is something he does without even realizing it.

•He’s looking for triggers, anything that gets that heart rate of yours spiking and that scent start to waft.

•Fidgeting hands, bouncing knees, shutting down and slinking into your hoodie, nervous chewing, pulling or playing with your hair and pacing, he's got eyes on it all.

•Once a trigger has been spotted, Raph immediately tries to locate the source

•Too many people? Suddenly you find a 6ft something giant turtle behind you, letting you know with his massive presence alone that he got your back. Literally.

•He kinda likes this position because he can see everyone that comes close enough to interact with you and everybody can see him.

•All he's got to do is narrow his eyes a little a give em a flash of that all too familiar snaggle tooth of his if he thinks someone's being mean and he gets his unspoken threat across just fine

•Not to mention you're also close enough to grab if someone he doesn't deem fit for your attention gets a little too close for his liking. But he doesn't say that part out loud.

•Scared of talking? You suddenly feel the cool tip of his massive scaely alligator tail (anatomically correct alligator tail be darned, I'm going with the fandoms HCs for this one) gently wrapping around your ankle as a physical reminder that he's right there here to support you

•Overwhelmed and the world feels like it's closing in on you? Raphs massive size is a natural battering ram that allows him to pass through thick crowds with easy. He's not afraid to help heard you into a quiet little corner away from it all

•Years of practice with Donnie allows him the experience to ask you if you're good with touch.

•If yes, you know you're going to be instantly wrapped into his arms, pulled flushed up against the worn keratin of his plastron. Raph’s always been more of “hands-on experience” kinda of guy anyway.

•Raph gives good hugs. They're firm and tight, padded with the security of arms who have been holding the weight of the world for years.

•He will rest his chin on top of your head, gently guiding your head with the motion ever so slightly so you're somehow perfectly nestled right against his heart.

•It's a loud heart, especially when you're up so close. It's actually his strongest muscle and one he's most proud of. He cares about you, so he reckons he’ll allow you the privilege of getting close to it. In more ways than one.

•Raph doesn't talk much during these special security hugs. He's never really been much good with words anyways. Raph knows sometimes the noise can be too much, but he also knows that the silence can be defeaning. So being a turtle comes with some built in perks that make up a happy medium.

•Hes got a special churr saved for special situations just like this one. It's one of the lowest and deepest ones he's capable of making. More akin to a muted growl more than anything the way it vibrates his chest as you're pressed up against it. You can feel it more than hear it and it just takes a handful of minutes listening to this bad boy before Raph can sense your fear stink slowly dissipating and your natural sweet scent can return.

•Raph can smell fear, and there's something incredibly humbling for this Atlas of a turtle to have the sweet experience of watching that scent drift away whenever he gets the privilege of being close to you like this.

•”You don't need to be scared no more, Sweet Pea. Raph’s got ya. I'm gonna be right here until you're ready to face the world again. Until then, let me just hold ya.”

Dedicated to the one and only @anobodyinabog. Sorry this took so long,but I hope your day gets better Shortcake. Please know you're always looked out for and loved ok? 🧡❤️

Random Turtle HC: Raph & Anxiety

*clears throat and approaches microphone before hitting whiteboard with a ruler* A-HEM! Behold my theories peasants!

As we see expresses in the VERY 1st episode of ROTTMNT, the turtles can recognize each others signature scents and can smell fear.

Raph especially is shown briefly through the brothers dialogue to be the most aware and self conscious about said scent to the point of becoming defensive about it.

This leads me to believe that due to both natural biological olfactory senses and increased abilities due to mutation, the turtle brothers (with an advanced ability tipping to Raph due to his size and sensitivity) can actually smell the hormone cortisol.

WebMD defines cortisol as, “Your body’s main stress hormone. It works with certain parts of your brain to control your mood, motivation, and fear.”

Simply put, the turtle boys can literally smell fear.

Now I know you’re asking yourself, “Okaaaaaay cool fun fact I guess, what does that have to do anything with me?”

*takes a step back and adjust glasses with a smirk*

My dear dear fellow tumblr, allow me to share the wonders of mixing fact, madness and media all in one! *sounds of maniacal cackling can be heard*

(I wrote this with the intent to be platonic but it could be romantic if you squint long enough)

•So we've established Raph can smell fear right?

•As a protective big brother who is quite literally in fact “BIG” he knows a thing or two about getting scared

• Especially when it comes to looking out for people he cares about

•Hes been fighting baddies for his family since he was a tot! From keeping away scary dreams at night, from crushed ancient metal zombies to terrifying alien virus monsters, there ain't much he hasn't seen

•So when you join the ranks of the Mad Dogz, you immediately also get a built in prtoector

•Raphs been looking out for the little guys his whole life, what's one more?

•Not to mention you're kinda cute, so he doesn't mind sticking around a little bit closer

•But you're different than most folks, Raph notices. I mean besides the fact that you WILLING want to be friends with 4 mutant turtles of all things.

•No besides your abnormal incredible bravery in looking beyond the status quo to reach out the hand of friendship to these reckless reptiles, Raph noticed that you just kind of…smelled

•Not in a bad way or anything just…you always seemed to have a lingering scent of fear on you

•And Raph would know. Hed recognize that scent anywhere. It's a scent that ghosts every hour of every day for him. Nighttime and being alone especially.

•Raph hates being scared. He's the biggest and the oldest. He's supposed to look after his peeps! And he can't do that if he's frozen with fear all the time!

•So what does he do? Raph faces the problem head on like he always do.

•You get scared a lot. That's understandable, but Raph decides to make it his business that you don't need to be scared when he's around.

•Raph’ll protect ya

•Be prepared to have this turtle subtly (orrer not to much so because although he's a ninja he ain't exactly tactful or subtle) watching you every time you and the gang get all together

•Its not hard. You've always caught his attention for some reason or another. So looking at you is something he does without even realizing it.

•He’s looking for triggers, anything that gets that heart rate of yours spiking and that scent start to waft.

•Fidgeting hands, bouncing knees, shutting down and slinking into your hoodie, nervous chewing, pulling or playing with your hair and pacing, he's got eyes on it all.

•Once a trigger has been spotted, Raph immediately tries to locate the source

•Too many people? Suddenly you find a 6ft something giant turtle behind you, letting you know with his massive presence alone that he got your back. Literally.

•He kinda likes this position because he can see everyone that comes close enough to interact with you and everybody can see him.

•All he's got to do is narrow his eyes a little a give em a flash of that all too familiar snaggle tooth of his if he thinks someone's being mean and he gets his unspoken threat across just fine

•Not to mention you're also close enough to grab if someone he doesn't deem fit for your attention gets a little too close for his liking. But he doesn't say that part out loud.

•Scared of talking? You suddenly feel the cool tip of his massive scaely alligator tail (anatomically correct alligator tail be darned, I'm going with the fandoms HCs for this one) gently wrapping around your ankle as a physical reminder that he's right there here to support you

•Overwhelmed and the world feels like it's closing in on you? Raphs massive size is a natural battering ram that allows him to pass through thick crowds with easy. He's not afraid to help heard you into a quiet little corner away from it all

•Years of practice with Donnie allows him the experience to ask you if you're good with touch.

•If yes, you know you're going to be instantly wrapped into his arms, pulled flushed up against the worn keratin of his plastron. Raph’s always been more of “hands-on experience” kinda of guy anyway.

•Raph gives good hugs. They're firm and tight, padded with the security of arms who have been holding the weight of the world for years.

•He will rest his chin on top of your head, gently guiding your head with the motion ever so slightly so you're somehow perfectly nestled right against his heart.

•It's a loud heart, especially when you're up so close. It's actually his strongest muscle and one he's most proud of. He cares about you, so he reckons he’ll allow you the privilege of getting close to it. In more ways than one.

•Raph doesn't talk much during these special security hugs. He's never really been much good with words anyways. Raph knows sometimes the noise can be too much, but he also knows that the silence can be defeaning. So being a turtle comes with some built in perks that make up a happy medium.

•Hes got a special churr saved for special situations just like this one. It's one of the lowest and deepest ones he's capable of making. More akin to a muted growl more than anything the way it vibrates his chest as you're pressed up against it. You can feel it more than hear it and it just takes a handful of minutes listening to this bad boy before Raph can sense your fear stink slowly dissipating and your natural sweet scent can return.

•Raph can smell fear, and there's something incredibly humbling for this Atlas of a turtle to have the sweet experience of watching that scent drift away whenever he gets the privilege of being close to you like this.

•”You don't need to be scared no more, Sweet Pea. Raph’s got ya. I'm gonna be right here until you're ready to face the world again. Until then, let me just hold ya.”

Dedicated to the one and only @anobodyinabog. Sorry this took so long,but I hope your day gets better Shortcake. Please know you're always looked out for and loved ok? 🧡❤️

My Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Headcanons - Leo 💙

He/him Trans man, Gay

Super insomniac

Because of his dysphoria days donnie bought him a cozy hoodie. The same one he and Mikey have

Super big crush on Usagi

Medic Leo supermacy

He begins to have trouble seeing, but will never admit it. He used to laugh at Donnie wearing glasses so now he doesn't want to wear them for fear others will laugh at him

He thought Lou jitsu was a bit of a dilf, but when it turned out he was his father, he feel terrible and ashamed about that thought

Knows ASL very well

Speaks Spanish, German and a bit of Japanese

He loves to do makeup, especially eye shadow, so sometimes he and donnie spend time together doing makeup

Because he likes glitter, makeup, slutty clothes and high heals a lot of people told him that he can’t be true trans man

After being beaten up by krang he’s knee has been pretty fucked up, he wore braces for a long time, and he has to have rehabilitation sessions with donnie

Because of Krang, Leo have scars on his shell and carapace, after it cracks

One time when Mikey told Leo he was named after Leonardo da Vinci, for short amount of time he thought his middle name was “da vinki”

He owns at least one holographic puffer jacket

If he fight another sword user, he will pull the most inappropriate stance (for example holds his sword like a bat) and yell some shit, to confuse opponent, and for fun to mess with them

He spends a long time in the bathroom. When someone tells him to come out he always response “I’m gay” for fun, even if this joke has been going on for several years

He can't talk about his emotions. Even if he want, he just can't. He tries to send his brothers little signals about his well being, but they are too small to notice. Even if its not working he is proud of himself for trying, but at the same time sad because its he can't do it normally

When they were all kids, Leo used to lie on the Donnie’s shell, making a pillow out of it

When Raph forget his epipen when he's out, Leo became overprotective in his way and yells at Raph for being irresponsible, and that he might by accident eats something with peanuts. And what then?

Fav pizza: either it's something very "weird" or it's very normal, like Hawaiian or Pepperoni 

My Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Headcanons - Mikey 🧡

He/They/Neo Genderfluid Pansexual

Has ADHD

Can only read ASL

Makes Donnie breakfast if he sees him still working in the morning

His hands are shaky sometimes because of using his “mystic hands”

When he was a kid April would borrow him some of her skirts and dresses

When Donnie bought him and mike comfort hoodies he turned his into a zip up because of sensory, and stimming reasons

Mikey draws little drawings as a gifts for his brothers

He is the worst swimmer of all his brothers because box turtles are terrestrial. Most likely, if no one was watching him, he could drown himself

He organizes family gatherings every week or two

Mikey & Donnie absolutely hates squishy fruits and vegetables. The texture of food that they eats must meet theirs standards

When he’s overstimulated or overwhelmed he blasts music in his headphones and rubs his hands, or taps on his knees

Sometimes because he is the youngest he has the impression that he is not strong enough physically and mentally. That’s why when he’s overwhelmed he doesn’t go to his brothers for help and he hits his knees/head until it hurts, and snaps him out of it 

He curses often, but only when Raph isn’t around

Mikey has delicate stomach and for no reason he can throw up in the middle of the night. Because of Leo’s insomnia and Donnies hyperfixation on work, they are the ones to take care of him if he needs them

When he can’t sleep he goes to one of his brothers to sleep with them. Depending on what he needs, he goes to different brothers. To Raph if he is scared and need comfort, to Leo if he just can’t sleep, and to Donnie if he just need company

His adhd brain sometimes has strange thoughts which he says out loud

Mikey & Raph sometimes laugh so much that they just sit in the living room and wheezes

Does little acting in front of the mirror to the tik tok sounds or music in the middle of the night

Mikey is the one who takes care of his brothers mental health, while Raph is responsible for physical comfort

He’s the type of person who sticks his stickers on everything. On the other hand Donnie have all of his stickers in folders and never uses them

Mikey don't usually drinks coffee, because of his adhd, it makes him more sleepy

Fav pizza: Something classic like Margherita or Capricciosa

My Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Headcanons - Donnie 💜

He/They but doesn't mind any other pronouns. Bisexual, Nonbinary (I love the fact that neurodivergent people see gender differently than everyone else, and more likely are nonbinary, genderfluid etc)

Ofc He’s autistic

He’s semiverbal, when he’s really overstimulated or overwhelmed he goes nonverbal and uses ASL

Donnie is scarred of the dark, but not normal “scarred of the dark”. When he wakes up, and its still dark he gets paranoid

When he’s paranoid or smth at night he looks if Leo is awake, tries to make it as quiet as posible so that Leo doesn't notice him. If he do he will sit with Donnie, and comfort him

Donnie sleeps the least of all his brothers, he is too busy with his work, he just forgets to sleep. Raph needs to force Donnie to go to bed then he watch him to be sure he fell asleep

When Donnie can’t deal with his sensory issues he goes to Raph. He hugs him, rub his shell, or just carefully lay on his shell like weighted blanket

When Don bought himself his purple comfort hoodie he bought one for Mikey too. Some time later he bought one for Leo because of his dysphoria

Don always has a emergency epipen in his battle shell

Donnie stimms with his fingers and toes a lot

Genuinely loves coffee and mango passion fruit energy drinks

Wears contacts, but when he is too tired to put them on he just casualy wears glasses

He sometimes experiences seizures after krang attack, because of nerve damage 

When he feels super preety he likes to use a lot of eyeliner

He sings while making his makeup

Always paint his nails

He’s anemic

Donnie always has hidden candy with him in case Mikey is stressed and Raph isn't there

Donnie is realy flexible because of his soft shell

Donnie & Mikey absolutely hates squishy fruits and vegetables. The texture of food that they eats must meet theirs standards

The headphone/goggle idea was born in Donnie's mind one day when Raph was helping him with overstimulation

When Donnie needs physical contact he just sits in lap of one of his brother that are actually chiling somewhere in the lair 

He loves demonia boots, especially damned 318

His music taste: Lady gaga, Daft punk, Lemon demon

He’s the type of person who have all of his stickers in folders and never uses them. On the other hand Mikey sticks his stickers on everything

Don keeps all of the drawings Mikey gave him, and have them all on the giant pin board on his lab wall

At some point in his life he started smoking

Fav pizza: Something with vegetables like Mozzarella, Sun-Dried Tomato and Arugula