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Hi, can I ask for a, Splinter with a powerful witch s/o. She is loveing, karing, sweet, and understanding, but if you mess with this wich and hert the ones she loves, she becomes scary scary. Also one day she takes a hit for Splinter. Shredder sneaks up behind splinter, she pushes him out of the way and she gets hert. Love and happiness at the end please. If this is too much ignore this.

Totally! Love the idea :)

Fem! Reader

Take It Out On Me

Darkness. Some fear it, some bathe themselves in it. You were not one of those people, but here you were, drowning. The day had gone by as usual, taking care of your boys, spending time with your lover. Now, well, life had flip itself upside down.

The family was enjoying Space Hero’s, you cuddled against the rats side, your sons next to you. You couldn’t have asked for better. That was, until everything collapsed, quite literally. The walls, shaking with such force, you couldn’t tell if you were vibrating, or merely hallucinating.

As stones fell, show long forgotten, you rushed your sons to the nearest exit, Splinter opting to be left behind, foot soldiers trotting their way into your home. Some say time is no friend, this was true. It was drooling, slow. You saw how your sons were scared. For them and for their father. They tried many times to run back, but with a wave of your hand, you kept them by your side.

Everything seemed to be calm, the tunnels dark. Your only friend was the rhythmic drops of water. Thinking you were safe, you let your sons sit down, seeing how tired they were. Looking at the ground, running a hand through your hair, the dirt seemed to be moving? ‘Weird. I’m not doing anything’ Standing up quickly, raising your hands, forcibly shoving the turtles far from yourself. “Run my sons! And don’t look back!” Voice echoing throughout the tunnels, eyes wide as footsteps got louder by the second, dirt shaking hastily.

“Mom! We can leave you!” Raphael cried out, the others begging for you to come. “I said go!” You yelled, your eyes never leaving the turtles, watching as their figures became cloudy. One by one, the soldiers came, making their way to you, but never past. Their bodies, laying across the dirt floor, your breath heavy with anger. Screaming, that’s all that was heard. Not of the soldiers, but of you. A mother’s cry. One that could pierce the hearts of angels.

You fought, until there was nothing to stab, throw, punch. Nothing except the air. On your heels, you began to run. Your boys were safe, you just hoped your husband was too. “Yoshi!” Feet coming to a halt, rubble everywhere, almost quiet, except for the groans and sheath of metal.

Throughout your years, you’ve experienced chapters of history, but this? The scene before you, Splinter laying on the ground, battered and bloody, The Shredder, blade to the mutants throat, it torn something in you. “Get away from him!” You screamed, walls shaking underneath your breath.

The Shredder, deaf to your words, lifted his blade, swinging down onto his target, the feeling on flesh being pierced. Though, looking down, it wasn’t Hamato Yoshi against the blade, rather, it was you. “No one hurts my family.” Whimpering, you placed your hand on the blade, electricity shooting from your fingertips, to the armor dawning Oroku Saki. The last thing you heard, was the cries of your lover, pressure applied to your stomach.

Days, weeks, you were floating. You didn’t know where you were. You could hear voices, faint, but there. There was nothing to see, except the void. Afraid, you couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, yet you were screaming. Was this hell? Heaven? You didn’t know. You wanted to go home.

It stayed like this for days, a week maybe? Time was indifferent here. You couldn’t feel anything, so why were you shaking all of the sudden? “Y/n?” “Mom? Please, wake up.”

The shaking became violent, almost painful, and then, light. Groaning, you lifted your arms, cursing the light that pierced your vision. “MOM!” Came screams, weight sinking onto your chest and shoulders. Opening your eyes, your sons held onto you, tears evident on their green scales. “Mom you’re awake.” Donatello whimpered, his grip tightening onto your shirt. The turtles, dared not to let you go. “Dad never left your side.”

“Y-Yoshi?” Sputtering, you looked up, your husband looking down at your, fur wet, tail wrapped around your arm. “Watashi no ai. You saved us.” A weak smile dawned your pale lips, an arm wrapped around your sons, the other, reaching to caress your lovers fur. “It’s my job, darling. You know this.” A small chuckle escaped the rats mouth, placing a hand on your own. “We missed you.” “You have no idea.”

You already know who it is, and im in need for some shredder x male reader, (any verse because hes always fine) with some armor on type shit, mask stays on etc plus some holding him down, ya know 😻🫶

Oh I’ve been waiting to write for Shredder 😫

Warning: NSFW

Shredder 1987 x Male! Reader

I Said Sit

The day had been long. Turtle this, turtle that. Sometimes, you really couldn’t stand Kraang, wanting to strangle the bag of brains, but he was your ticket to your salvation.

Your boyfriend, Oroku Saki, as always, was out with his henchmen, fighting the turtles. You knew the game; fight the turtles, run before it got out of hand, and come home. Shredder could really hurt the turtles if he wanted to, but honestly, he enjoyed what he did.

“Going so soon?” Kraang spoke up, you getting up from your spot in the lab, stretching your calves. “Yes, I am. It’s late and I’ve got business to attend to thank you very much.”

“What kind of business?” Kraang lifting a brow, robotic head turning slightly. “That, my friend, is for me to know and you to never find out.” With a small grumble from the alien, you left the room, walking the halls of the technodrone, thoughts escaping your mind.

You haven’t had much time with Shredder lately, you both having the turtles to worry about and technology to improve. Him being the braun and you the brain. Nonetheless, your body had started to ache, yearning for your boyfriends skin.

“Finally.” Muttering to yourself, opening a door, revealing your living quarters, a metallic stench filling your nose. Kicking your shoes off, tossed across the room, you laid on your shared bed, removing your shirt and jeans, getting comfortable.

Closing your eyes, your mind started to race again, instinctively your hand reaching down, rubbing against your bulge, a small jolt coming from your hips. It’s been so long since your touched yourself, your dick now sensitive.

“Fuck..” Voice nothing but a whisper, wrist turning as your hand worked it’s way up and down your shaft. It couldn’t have been more than a minute when the door had opened, reveling the man you dreamt of.

“What the- Y/n? You could’ve waited!” The older male whined, quickly slamming the door, making his way to you. “Can’t help it Saki, you’ve been away too long.”

“Now where we’re we?” You muttered, leaning over Oroku, snatching his scarf from his throat. “Sit down.” You growled, with a fell swoop, his wrists down to his own fabric.

The villain couldn’t help but scruff, pulling his hands at the fabric, binding him. “I said sit!” Pushing Oroku by his shoulders, forcing the master on his knees. “There you go.” You muttered, hands teasing the seams of your boxers. “Take them off.”

Nodding his head, Shredder pryde the fabric off your waist, throwing them behind himself. Hand firm on his shoulder, your other trailed his helmet, rubbing against the edges.

“I’ve missed you.” Oroku whispered, his hands talking for him, gently grabbing onto your dick, precum lathering between his fingers, creating a natural lube to work his way up and down.

Stifling a whimper, your chest rose and fell. The once firm grip now deadly, the Shredders metal pads wanting to bend from the pressure. “I m..missed you too sweetheart..” Your voice breathless.

Hips moving on their own, your vocal cords failed you, small pants and moans escaping your throat, encouraging Shredder to continue.

“Look at you, begging for more.” He teased, hands moving painfully slow. He couldn’t help but give off a small laugh as your furrowed your brows.

“Begging?” Scoffing, your hands moved, grabbing your boyfriend by his throat, mask pressing against your skin. “Oh this is gonna be fun.” You could have swore you felt a shiver underneath your fingers.

Forcing Oroku on the bed, you grabbed his hips, pointing them in the air. “That’s better.” Muttering to yourself, nails digging into his leggings, shredding the polyester, thrusting your arm back.

Shredder, face hot, turn his head, looking at you. “Don’t keep me waiting. I need you.” A small breathe of air left your nose, fingers caressing his sides. “Look who’s begging now. But, if you insist.”

Shrugging, you gave no warning, thrusting yourself into the Shredder, nearly making the man scream while you left out a satisfying sigh. “You feel so good.” A small rumble coming from your throat, hips moving slowly to let the recipient adjust to your size.

“You can move.” His voice nothing but a whine, as your hips moved, the room nearly silent besides the smacking skin and whimpers. “It’s been so long.” You grunted, shaft rippling against Shredders inner walls.

Shredder didn’t say anything, only breathless moaning in return. Funny how a villain could turn into nothing but a whining man underneath you.

Time was forgotten into the moment, neither of you cared. Your dick, moving faster by the minute, a knot forming in your stomach, was all you could focus on. Shredder, dick twitching in his soaked leggings, was left a pleasured mess, muscles weak and he was being pounded.

“I can’t hold much..longer.” Oroku panted, gripping the pillows with his hands, claws tearing them open. “F-fuck. I’m right there.” You replied, rhythm now rapid and sloppy, giving into your desired release.

“YES! Fuck yes!” Shredder screamed, his voice hoarse, chest dropping onto the sheets, thighs shaking as you kept going. Squeezing your eyes shut, the knot in your stomach burst, dick throbbing as you came, a string of pleasure erupting from your throat.

After a moment, you slipped out of your boyfriend, flipping next to him on the bed. “Come here.” Curling against Oroku, laying an arm over his waist, pulling him against you. Shredder couldn’t help but grab onto your hand, squeezing softly. “I love you.” “I love you too Y/n.”

Somebody I Used To Know

Summary: Memory gone, you live your new life, until you spot someone on the television

The Shredder x GN! Reader

Lonely; without companions; solitary. The definition fit you well. Throughout your life you made friends, lost them, so forth and so on. You weren’t unfriendly or anything, but rather empty. Your heart, soul, yearned for something, but you couldn’t scratch even the surface.

You made due, pushing through the school days and work. Finding if you were always busy, you could push your ghosts away. Until one day, you had a day off, and decided to relax for a bit. A little tv wouldn’t hurt, would it?

Screen flashing, you switched channel after channel. Landing on a kids show, a certain character caught your eye. His voice was like static, dawning a metal suit with a purple cape. Setting the remote down, you let yourself drown episode after episode.

You never crushed on anyone, so why is your chest beating so hard now? Was it his charisma? Possibly his physique? You couldn’t really pinpoint it. All you knew, you didn’t feel as empty, like something was filling the void.

As weeks went by, you had a new routine, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles taking over your free time. You couldn’t help it, Shredder captivated you. It was strange, turning off the television made your heart pause, but when you saw his face, heard his voice, it pressed play.

You felt so…alive. People didn’t matter anymore, you were happy, in some ways, but still happy. Your chest didn’t hurt as much, pangs here and there. Today was no different, turning on the television just in time for a new episode. Singing along with the theme song, you couldn’t help but smile, eyes never leaving the villains view.

‘God he’s cute.’ Thinking to yourself, leaning back into your chair, palm supporting your head. Your cheeks formed a pink hue, toothy smile written onto your face, watching a new scheme play out on screen.

“Where did you take them!?” Shredder screamed, nearly pleading to the turtles. It made been years since his lover disappeared. Shredder knew the turtles were harmless, but they must’ve taken them. Right?

“We don’t know where they are!” Raphael replied, sais twirling in his hands. “We cared for them too Shred-Head!”

The Shredder wanted to scream, tear Raphael’s throat out, but all he managed was a snarl, eyebrows nearly touching. “Lies! Where is Y/n?!” Pointing his index finger, commanding his henchmen to attack.

“Wait, what?” Sitting up in your chair, you couldn’t believe what you heard. He said your name. Your..name? It must’ve been a coincidence. There’s millions of people with the same name. You couldn’t shake the feeling away, the one you had grown accustomed to, was now growing, molding into something different, forming into a headache.

Groaning, you rubbed your temples, eyes glued to the screen. As scenes went by, the fight came and went, the episode ending with Oroku Saki holding a picture. Was that you? “Oh my god.” Your voice, barely above a whisper, pain overtaking your body, forcing you to your knees, hands pressing against your head.

Then, the pain went away, replacing itself with pictures, videos….memories. You realized they were memories. Shredder holding you close at night, wrapping his arms around you. Setting you a plate at dinner. Your first kiss. All of it, flashing before your eyes.

You saw it; the day you disappeared. It was any other day, working on the techno-drone, drilling in some metal. Your head hurt, like it had moments ago, then, you were here. A small child with a new mother and father.

As quickly as the memories came, they left, leaving you a mess on the ground. You had lived a lie, believing you were just a no one, but you were someone, to him, to everyone there.

And there was nothing you could do. You were stuck, dimensions away from your lover, your family. “Why?” Your words forming into sobs. Hands covering your face as you mourned. “I wanna go home.” Begging did nothing, pleading did nothing. You were a ghost in a shell, lost in time.

For years you wished the void in your heart was filled, now, you regretted it. The only way you could find peace in your life was through a plastic screen. There, you could see a glimpse of your old life, watching Shredder as the days went by. You weren’t there anymore, but maybe, he could feel you here, through the screen.

Ok I was looking through The Shredder tags, and WHY AM I SEEING SO MANY DRAWINGS OF SAKI FLIPPING KILLING IT IN A DRESS LIKE WHAT- 😭

Dude it’s hilarious, idk if it’s just my feed but tumbler loves to see The Shredder in a dress 💃

I was minding my own business, reading tmnt crossover fanfic in AO3 like an exemplary citizen, when one of these sacred texts gave me an idea... What if... 2012 Shredder adopts Rise Leo?

And I was like- THAT DOES MAKE SO MUCH SENSE, ME! OF COURSE WE DOING IT LIKE RIGHT FUCKING NOW

He is Shredder sassy adopted son that suffers from memory loss

Shredder kidnapped another son of Hamato Yoshi (and this one is from another dimension)

Karai is a big sister, she does her baby brother make up

Leo's brothers are not happy about any of this

The 12 boys have a new enemy and Ohhhhhhh... this one knows how not to look intimidating while trying to kill them, it even looks like they are in a friendly spar!

Leo is being the most flamboyant villian ever and making Draxum proud

A promise is a promise (It said, hiding that he already had the redesign done weeks ago)

His father Shredder gave him a new name because he had no memory. And OF COURSE it had to be "Cold Blood" and his stupid last name. AND obviously he also gave him a mask that resembles the Rise Shredder skull

Because HE JUST HAD TO SHOW OFF THAT HE ALSO HAS A TURTLE SON, YOSHI! AND HIS IS A CANNIBAL, YOSHI

Meet the newest member of TMNT's 2012 rogues gallery

PESTE!

The obligatory "chaos entity that is being manipulated by the main villain" of the cast!

THE BLUE PEST AU. summary:

Fallen from the sky, too out of it to understand and too hurt to fight back, a nameless mutant falls into the claws of the Shredder

Or

Following the example of his beloved brother, good old Shredder got himself a emotional support turtle (This is now the second child he steals from Splinter to raise as his own)

The Au is still in pre-production, because obviously this design is not comic-friendly, but I want to show my progress on its look

My eternal gratitude to

@kaysdenofchaos , @cokowiii , @tangledinink , @nerves-nebula and @cupcakeslushie

who basically taught me how to draw turtles

Sorry for the inconvenience, just thought it appropriate to thank you. Considering that my attempts to draw Rise Leo before taking your beautiful work as a reference were... Unfortunate to say the least...

*Ahem*

In 1 Day Darkness Will Fall And Villains Will Rise Across The HasbrOmniverse And Beyond! (Art By Tavaz)

Day 2 of @traumas-tmntober-2024 :Isolation

Embers of a Shattered Legacy

Word Count: 1347

Hamato Yoshi let Oroku Saki destroy his life. Burnt away is his legacy as he rots in his loneliness. His clan, his livelihood, his budding family. All smothered under ashes and blood.

OR

Splinter wallows and mourns the past but new beginnings are afoot.

Hamato Yoshi thought he was turning into a spiteful, bitter, young man. Well he was pushing that now, growing older by the day, an entire legacy blew past as ashes in the wind.

He had long lost his brother. Saki, his beloved brother, was a monster. He wasn't a fool. He certainly wasn't wise but he knew he noticed they had grown apart as of late. No, not as of late. Now they were mortal enemies but truly, he could see signs even as teens when they'd started drifting and it pained him.

Memories of his sensei scolding them for roughhousing instead of sparring properly flooded in front of his eyelids. Thinking back on the countless times they had fought he had never taken Saki's worries and anger sincerely. He had just brushed it off as silly and childish: insignificant. He put his brother down and had pushed him away to the path that had to have led him to The Foot.

The anguish was almost as painful as the loneliness. Yoshi didn't like being alone. Not the physical sense of being alone, that was something he could even find solace and enjoyment in. No. What he was talking about was the bitter, skin tearing, ear aching, foul smelling, gut punch of there being no one. No one to give love to. No one to share soft moments with. No one for him to sit quietly and listen to anymore.

Yoshi was utterly alone for the first time. Even as a kid he could only remember being surrounded by his clan. He always had someone to answer his inquisitions and always had someone to guide him or his brother or friends to connect with on a deeper level. Being so surrounded and smothered made being alone a luxury yet now that same haven was the materials of his cage.

His loss of self may have been tied to his clan but he could survive that if he had his family. His sweet Tang Shen and Miwa. His life partner and precious daughter. The calm yet powerful nature and blooming fire to his cold rocky base.

Yoshi missed his fiancé. His Shen. The girl he’d been enamoured with since he was a foolish teen and who had liked him back. He reminisced on the days where he would break so many wooden boards practising kicks and punches that the floor was covered in splinters. Shen had given him the nickname Splinter after that but now he had no one to share such a silly nickname with.

He had no one to talk poetry or philosophy or couplets with. His dear, sweet, intelligent Shen was enriched in culture and always wanted to be in a deep intellectual conversation and Yoshi was never happier than then. Yoshi would never get to see his beautiful partner teach his little Miwa her first words. How to read. About her heritage and culture and about her beloved philosophies.

His Miwa. His beautiful, bouncing baby girl. Torn from his arms and the world as the fire consumed the house she was meant to grow up in. The house that was meant to hold her siblings. They hadn't just wanted Miwa. Tang was adamant on at least 5 pairs of feet running around.

Yoshi had years of plans and hopes and dreams that had burnt with his girls. He lost it all. Staying in Japan was too heart-breaking. Seeing his homeland through eyes that knew his kid never got to see them, that his late partner was never to bear witness to them again was too painful to even exist in.

Instead he fled to New York City, United States of America. Shen had always wanted to visit America. One of the reasons Yoshi had put off seeing it was because he knew Shen would most definitely want to move there. She had an obsession with the culture there and most of her literature had expanded about the Americas in recent years. Now it was just another regret. Something he stopped her from doing in her short life.

Touching down on the American soil a week ago was a blur to him already. He had made the decision hastily as his life moved in a blurred slow motion. He was as dead as his family for those few weeks after Saki had fought him in their home. He'd never had more regret than when he felt the crimson of Shen's blood coat him and allow for the smoke to stick in thick clumps on it. Tainting it. It burned despite being just blood.

He hadn't even registered what had happened at the time. He and Saki had been fighting in his home and wrecking it. It sent Splinter into a rage and he let Saki's words anger him further. He hadn't even noticed the lit candle they had knocked until it was too late and the home he had so lovingly built up was engulfed within the flames.

Tang had thrown herself in front of him and all he could think of was why. He was weak to let the woman he loved die for him. To let her murderer escape as the supports gave out and buried him as he shielded her body.

He had blacked out after that and had woken up outside of their home. His sweet Shen and Miwa still trapped inside as the flames continued to burn the dwindling remains.

He had not even stayed long enough for the firefighters to put out the fire. He had travelled to the nearest town and slept on the street, unable to pay for any accommodation right then. He hadn't stayed long enough for their bones to be dug out of the ashes for their burials of which he hadn't stayed for either.

Instead he let those last two weeks in Japan go by quickly. Besides meeting with Shen's family to tell them the news and withdrawing the remains of the Hamato fund, all he had managed to take with him were a few keepsakes and family heirlooms.

On his last day before his loneliness cemented into his bones and he left for America, he went to Shen's favourite place in the forest and buried her now withered flower which had survived the burning miraculously. It was his way of remembering his partner's livelihood and how he'd tucked it behind his baby's ear, her hair just having developed enough to cover her head entirely. He buried the flower and laid their souls to rest with it.

Now he was alone. Sitting in a dingy, cheap apartment in New York with rattling pipes and the deeply ingrained smell of mildew. On the wall was a pet shop poster. They were holding a fundraiser and had many animals for sale to support a couple of charities.

That poster had blown in his face whilst he walked alone to the cornerstore for the bare essentials a couple of days ago. He had since decided to do something good, support others whilst becoming a dad to a couple of reptiles. Shen had always been fascinated by the creatures and always spoke about getting some. Snakes and lizards but especially turtles. He knew more about them than he thought he ought to as he lovingly listened to her ramblings.

He was currently setting a large tank up on the small table. It looked comical but was sustainable for a few baby turtles. Shen would never forgive him if he let himself waste away and mourn. If she was around she would have smacked him up the head and talked some sense into him. The thought had the corners of his mouth tugging unwillingly into a smile.

He was going to be a dad somehow but no one could ever replace Shen. Maybe when he was ready he'd adopt but for now, he'd father some turtles until they passed. Pet turtles typically lived much shorter lives than their counterparts anyways.

It'd just be another chapter in his life.

Maybe he wasn't so bitter yet.

Hi!! So I enjoyed writing this so much. Splinter does not get enough attention and there are so few Splinter-centric fanfics nowadays, its unreal!! I really wanted to take this in a different way than you might first interpret it. The pure mental and physical isolation Splinter must have felt when his entire family and life went down the drain must've been huge and I wanted to capture that while throwing some Yoshi x Shen headcanons in there :3

I hoped this was a good read!!

I forgot to on my last post but a huge thanks to my best mates for Beta-reading these and keeping me focused. Love you all ♡♡

*More of my TMNT AU Character info: Oroku family edition (TW FOR MENTIONS OF DEAT)( AND KIDNAPPING)

*OG post

*Oroku Miwa

*She/)(er Genderqueer *4'3" (Pre mutation) *4'9" (Post mutation) *9 *)(alf Chinese and Japanese *Pre mutation, she was relatively skinny *Long black hair, v cut bangs like 2012 Karai/Miwa *Dark forest green eyes *Wears a white, sleeveless floral print dress, light blue, boot cut jeans, a pink zip-up hoodie, and yellow rain boots. *Mutates into a South China Tiger *Gets muscular *Very sweet girl *Knows Japanese, Chinese, and some English *Likes to draw *Karai's younger half-sister *Oroku Saki (Shredder)'s youngest daughter *Was almost kidnapped with her father, but Karai saved her *Mother was killed by Baxter Stockman *She met the turtles a little bit after Karai *She got mutated on accident during a battle with Stockman's henchmen *Is like a younger sister/cousin/niece to the turtles *Closest with Mikey *Thinks April is literally the coolest person in the world *Likes to talk with 'Nardo because they are both very observant *LOVES doing arts and crafts with Madonna and Raph *)(er and Raph have spa dayss where they play with orbeez spa sets and try skincare stuff *Splinter spoils the living days out of her

*Oroku Karai

*She/They Cis *5'2" *20 *Japanese American *Lean, athletic build *Black undercut wore in a man bun *Amber eyes *Wears a similar outfit to Cassandra Jones in ROTTMNT minus the bandages around the arms *Lesbian *Miwa's older half sister *Oroku Saki (Shredder)'s oldest daughter *Shredder was visiting her with his wife and Miwa when he was kidnapped, she was able to save Miwa but not Shredder or his wife *Mother died of sickness when Karai was 8 *Knows English, Japanese and Chinese *Lives in New York, was born in Japan and raised there until her father remarried and moved to China *Experienced kunoichi and great swordswoman *Uses katana *Meets the turtles later on when they are in New York *Sort of a Big sister/motherly figure to 'Nardo because he reminds her of her younger self *Not very close with the other turtles, really only talks with them when discussing Stockman or Miwa *Kind of aggressive because of her grudge against Stockman *Later learns to open up more and to be less aggressive *Gets a crush on and dates April

*Oroku Saki (Shredder) T)(IS SECTION CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR T)(E TMNT 2012 S)(OW!!!

*)(e/)(im Cis male *6'3 1/2" (Pre mutation) *8'9" (Post mutation) *57 *Japanese-Chinese *Pre mutation was a large, toned, muscular man *Shoulder length hair wore half down with v shaped bangs *Wore suits or ninja garb *Dark brown eyes *Looks similar to to The Super Shredder post mutation *Loses his hair *Father To Miwa and Karai *)(ad 2 wives that have now died (Oroku Jing, Miwa's mother and Oroku Yuuko, Karai's mother) *Used to be close friends and business partners with Baxter Stockman before he was kidnapped and experimented on *The mutation left him mentally unstable and incredibly aggressive *When he escaped the lab he attacked one of the cities close to the lab *Sanity gets restored and he gets stabilized later on *Stabilization did not change him physically, only mentally *Turtles frequently fought him pre stabilization *Relationship with turtles is rough post stabilization *Very supportive and good father to Miwa and Karai post stabilization *)(is character is inspired by 2012 Leatherhead and Ninjago's Lord Garmadon

*Oroku Yuuko

*She/)(er Cis female *5'1" *42 (at time of death) *Japanese *Thin and sickly *Long, thin, black hair that she wore down *Wore hospital robes *Amber eyes *Karai's deceased mother *Died of tuberculous *Died when Karai was 8 *Loved Saki and Karai dearly *Taught Karai about weaponry and anatomy at a young age *Before she was sick she would help Karai learn swordsmanship *When she died she gave solely Karai access to her study and library

*Oroku Jing

*She/)(er Cis female *5'3" *54 *Chinese *Thin but curvy, model-esque if you will *Short, thick, brown hair *Wore sleek, business casual outfits *Dark green eyes *Miwa's deceased mother *Was killed by Stockman when her family and her were visiting Karai and Stockman kidnapped Saki *Married Saki a year after Yuuko's passing *Was a model and met Saki while on a business trip in Japan *Was sweet but distant at times to both Saki and Miwa *Spoiled Miwa with shopping trips and gifts quite often *Was planning to put Miwa in art school before she died

*Next up, I'm writing about the muntants like Mondo Gecko, Bebop and Rocksteady, and even some OCs!!!

*part 6 of random tmnt 2012 comic screenshots

How about we keep the Shredder out of this?? Deal?

Neon Leon💙💙⚔️