Babes wake up new FaA just dropped. I put a trigger warning just in case so that everyone can decide on their own whether they'd like to read this part or not.
This will also be the only update for a while, I've got semester finals coming up and gotta focus on studying. I will bounce back with more content after I'm done tho dw
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Alright so I haven't added anything on here about this au but I'm calling it
Purple Skies and the Setting Suns
It's a wip don't judge me-
Mk mk not revealing much but this is just a snippet of Donnie being one of if not the main care taker of bby Casey
Also an excuse to do a full future Donnie ref
(His snakes aren't there since he doesn't wear them inside the headquarters only when out on missions)
✨️ papa tello ✨️
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Papa Splinter's Pups
On the Turtle Tot's first Halloween, Splinter didn't want to take them trick or treating for fear of being found out. The citizens of New York would panic at humanoid turtle babies, and word could get out to Big Mama. His worst fear was getting kidnapped again, and his children would be without a father, or Big Mama would train them to be entertainment for the Battle Nexus. It had only been a few weeks since they found the sewers and made it their home. Splinter dragged a mattress from the dump and raided a dumpster behind a crafting store for blankets, one being rolled up into an impromptu pillow, and that was their shared bed.
Halloween was chilly around this time of year, and Splinter gathered his tiny children in a backpack to go find more suitable clothing for them. Digging through a dumpster might have been low, considering that he used to be famous, but he was a father in hiding, now, so he dug.
Something moved and he jumped in surprise. A rat bared its teeth at him before scurrying away. Splinter rolled his eyes and kept digging. The store that owned this dumpster was a Halloween store and Halloween was in 2 days, and they were already tossing rejected costumes away.
His hand brushed against something soft, so he grabbed it. Up came a bundle of grey cloth. Splinter unrolled one of them and saw what it was.
A baby rat costume!
He chuckled as he unrolled the rest of the bundle and found 4 more. He kicked himself at the irony, but they were super soft and relatively clean. He only needed four for his four children, so he left one of them, where he saw the rat from earlier grab it with her teeth and drag it to the other side of the dumpster. Splinter watched in curiousity. When he saw the 8 or so tiny pink pups all curled up, he knew why. This rat was a mother, trying to keep her babies warm, just like how Splinter was trying to keep his kids warm.
Splinter smiled, taking the costumes with him to the sewer grate he always entered and exited his home.
After a good wash and hanging them out to dry for a whole day, Splinter maneuvered tiny limbs through arm holes before admiring his work. These costumes were made for babies, and they probably were rejected because they didn't have legs, just buttons on the bottom to make diaper changes easier. No matter, this boys thought they were comfortable.
Even Purple began to yawn.
Allowing his rat instincts to kick in, probably from seeing the Mama Rat, Splinter curled up around his children, allowing them to snuggle their dad for warmth. He watched as each kid fell asleep and he watched over them.
He knew rats could be very territorial, especially when it comes to their young. That mother rat wasn't trying to be vicious on purpose; she had babies to take care of. And Splinter may not be the world famous Lou Jitsu anymore, but now he had a new job. A better job. None of that fame matters now. What really mattered, in this moment, was that his sons were safe, and warm, and well taken care of.
So he continued to watch them sleep, and with their costumes making them look like adorable little baby rats, he melted.
"My Pups."
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