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heymickie · 1 month

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𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦

🐭: i smoosh '03 and bayverse together (2003 leaning). casey and april will always be '03 version. hatchling fics: 🍓 . 🍓 . 🍓 𝗙𝗙𝗡 ʚ🍓ɞ 𝗔𝗢𝟯

𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗢 (𝗗𝗢𝗠) - cis man; he/him

𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗔 (𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗔) - cis woman; she/her

𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗔 - nonbinary; they/them

𝗧𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗢 (𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡) - cis man; he/him

𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗦 (𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗚𝗜𝗘) - cis man; he/him

𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗔 (𝗖𝗝) - genderfluid; she/he/they

𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗚𝗜𝗘 is named after his uncle (april's side).

𝗖𝗝 is named after his grandmother (casey's side).

𝗗𝗢𝗠 is the oldest turtle, but 𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗚𝗜𝗘 is the oldest.

𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡 is the youngest turtle, but 𝗖𝗝 is the youngest.

𝗗𝗢𝗠 & 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗔 only hatched a couple of days from each other, a week before 𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗔 hatched (𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡 hatched six days after 𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗔).

𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡 hatched earlier than he was meant to, that was why he was so small.

𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡, 𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗔, & 𝗖𝗝 are really close.

𝗗𝗢𝗠, 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗔, & 𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗚𝗜𝗘 are really close.

𝗖𝗝 has autism.

𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡 has adhd.

𝗗𝗢𝗠 is an artist, though he has a hard time showing it. he doesn't want his father to think it is a waste of time.

𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗔 likes to dance, & does use dance while fighting (sometimes).

𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗔 sings.

𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡 & 𝗖𝗝 like to tinker with mechanics.

𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗚𝗜𝗘 is a whiz hacker.

𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗚𝗜𝗘 will eventually be cody's father.

𝗗𝗢𝗠 is really close with usagi, he is like another father to him.

𝗖𝗝's favorite person is grandpa splinter, they used to follow him around a lot.

they celebrate the day they were found as their birthday.

they know they were found in a lab & that they were found with their dna.

𝗗𝗢𝗠 got a tattoo at fifteen that matched leo got it on his arm.

𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗔 got a tattoo that matched leo on her chest plate at sixteen and at twenty got a tattoo that matched raph on her calf.

𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗔 & 𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡 are eighteen when they get their tattoos (𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗔 got it on their forearm & 𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡 got it on his shell).

leatherhead has become like another grandfather for the children.

dr. honeycutt has become the tutor for the children, leatherhead helps teach the kids when honeycutt cannot.

leo has taken the role as sensei for the kids but grandpa splinter helps a lot, sometimes karai helps.

#headcanon #oc: auggie #oc: the hatchlings #oc: titan #oc: elisa #oc: luca #oc: cj #tmnt #tmnt imagines #tmnt au #tmnt 2003 #oc: dom #🐭 mine~

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softiesooshiscribbles · 7 months

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Oc warm up that straight up sprinted away from me- 🍮

#my art #digital art #art #clip paint studio #oc #oc: Luca #my pretty boy!#pompompurin #illustration #original character

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astralscrivener · 4 months

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hi eileen!!! i'm utterly entranced by your tagging that rage post with your oc. who is luca? 👀 please tell luca zen says "i love you"

I MEANT. TO ANSWER THIS MONTHS AGO. grad school is a disease that makes my brain empty <3

anyway luca is an oc for a relatively new sci-fi wip kicking around in my docs!!! he. may or may not have been loosely inspired by lance's original concept for vld (i mean. i feel like if we're getting fanfic w the serial numbers filed off as bestsellers and goodreads choice award winners i can admit that out loud)

i don't wanna give toooooo much away but he is an orphan, a stickler for rules, lonely and angry about it, and also has fallen in love with someone who keeps trying to sacrifice themself to the void and get their entire squad in trouble. constantly. luca is so tired. he is the leader but at what cost.

i shall tell him u love him !!! and thank u for the ask!!!!!

#eileen answers #my writing #wip: sf #oc: luca

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r0-boat · 2 years

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Keep reading to wish Ro a happy birthday

....

* you awake in a field full of wildflowers.*

???

Odd, this isn't like a normal Ro boat post

Usually Ro gets straight into the smut. With mediocre writing and 100 spelling mistakes because she's too scared and a virgin to write normal sfw.

The sun felt good on your skin and the breeze felt nice and refreshing You turn your head nothing but flowers.... until Something catches your eye in the distance, you could just barely make it out when you squint.Why not? you thought before toward the figure.

A young woman with they/them energy. Her figure wasn't all the way there, you had to rub your eyes before her figure just seemed to take a shape more palatable for your comfort. it wasn't until she noticed your presence and turned around where you saw a mask covering the face.

A wooden carved mask that love to vaguely like a sheep.

She spoke in the Forbidden undertale language that you can somehow understand.

"Oh?...Um Hello,... h-how did you get here?"

...

"Y-you wanted to wish me a happy birthday?!"

... "Oh...T-thank you..."

...

*you turn on your heel to be on your way before the masked person stops you*

"Wait!"

" you somehow time and space to get here I should offer you something in return..."

*you hear boss music*

...."fight you? Lolol no!"

* Boss music stops*

" I'm just a porn writer on the internet I can't pull some freaky Sans bullshit"

" I'm not going to punish you for your sins."

"no matter how much sin I've seen"

" but I'm not going to let you leave and Empty handed...

Ah! I've mentioned him a few times i do have another Oc... only for this one special day you can meet him... "

" but I warn you I made him in high school as much as I love him he's very close to me and probably super cringe"

....

"No... No Nsfw you sicko" She joked "just a date"

"If this is not what you want click off right now... If So.... I'll take you to him! HERE! WE! GOOOO"!

*she makes and ultra Worm hole before pushing you inside*

Dinner date with Luca

The city, bustling with people going to lunch or work or whatever destination they were going to. You? A date. You had never seen his face before but the two of you agreed to meet up at the park.

The park was mostly empty understandable since it is a Monday, except for a man sitting on the bench he looked well dressed exceptionally dressed some would say a little overdressed. His hair was long jet black and slicked back but the main thing you noticed was his eye, a piercing cobalt blue. He sat there patiently as if he was waiting for somebody.

Your eyes Met. Giving you a small smile and a wave.

He stands up stretching before making his way over. " Excuse me? My apologies if I'm too forward but are you my date today"

He looks at your formal casual clothing letting out a sigh and a nervous chuckle " Oh goodness me I overdressed... Haha... oh well, when heard I was going to be with somebody as stunning as you, I knew I had to look my best!"

He holds his arm out " Don't worry about a thing today, I scheduled a reservation at a restaurant for the both of us"

You hesitated at first before wrapping your hand around his arm.

The two of you walk side by side as he led the way to your destination occasionally looking down at you and smiling. Odd he seemed so... Happy so expressive. "Oh?" Slipped from his lips when you stop suddenly he watched your eyes light up that's something in the window a pastry oh it looks so good but it seemed to be from one of those fancy schmancy pay $100 for a singular cake pastry.

"Do you like that?" He whispers into your ear as smooth buttery voice sending chills down your spine. " I could get that for you it's not too much money."

Your eyes widen shaking your head.

However your date doubles down "hahaha! No, no I insist" you try to stop him but he's already walking inside the bakery.

You watch him in the window the woman at the counter her eyes widened her cheeks dusted pink. You can just barely hear their conversation but the woman at the counter seemed really happy.

Your date points out a cake in the display case the same one you were looking at before. The total is $150. Oh God that's so much. You saw your date pull out his wallet from his back pocket as he pulled out his Platinum Card an $100 bill slips out of his wallet.

He lets out what you assume is a laugh his hand rubbing the back of his head, he bends down to pick up the bill and slides it forward before swiping his card.

"Keep it... you seemed upset."

He waves that the woman at the counter and leaves the shop.

He hands you the box with the slice of cake, you are... well words can't describe how you feel right now he basically just spent $200 on a slice of cake.

" I'll carry this for you, after our humble little dinner date I'll give this back to you"

Why does he seem so unfazed?!

My man... did you just get a date with the 1%???

You take his arm and nod. Your date smiles happily letting your hand wrap around his arm.

The front part of the restaurant looked clean and prestigious, yet simple, hell the name of the restaurant even had a fancy cursive lettering. Whatever awaited inside terrified you somehow.

Your date held open the door for you letting you walk inside with a big smile. So polite. The first thing you saw was the opened bar and some of the patrons. you felt under dressed compared to older nicer and no doubt extremely wealthy people.

The waiter noticed him "Ah Mr.Okazaki you're a little early but we have your seat, follow me"

Not going to lie this place is kind of freaking you out it looks like something out of a Pinterest picture.

Your date pulls out your chair first, letting you sit down before setting himself.

" I apologize if this isn't up to your standards, I go to this place a lot so it's the only thing I can think of"

The person was too stunned to speak

' my standards?! He is worried about my standards?!'

Honestly you don't think this is a "humble little date"

Your date picks up the menu opening it he looks so you took a peek at the menu, good fucking-

$105 for three course meal?! You slowly close the menu, looking up at your date who seems to be concentrated on the menu in front of him his hand on his face as if he was deep thought,

You spoke up braking his concentration,

"What's your name, I haven't gotten it when we met"

His eyes widely looking up at you,

"W-what is it?" You say in a low voice not wanting to draw attention.

" nothing it's just your voice is beautiful, my name is Luca"

Luca notices your discomfort he frowns "ah, I understand now..." He gets up from his seat walking over to your side sitting next to you opening your menu "we can order together how about that?" He spoke in a hushed tone that was somewhat calming.

"Do you like sea food? If not I'll eat it,

His finger moves to the appetizers section

"Does the Rainbow Crudo sound good?"

You read the the description skipping the things you don't understand like what a 'Hamachi' is , or a Lemongrass Ponzu...Vietnamese Caramel Popcorn the hell?

Luca sees your confused look. And moves on to the next thing

" A roasted beet and fig salad? Made with arugula and kale topped with delicately grated haystack goat cheese and drizzled with Cherry Guanciale Vinaigrette"

His voice dances over every word with grace, as if he has studied this menu for years, he doesn't studder or pause for a moment. You could listen to him read a phone book.

It's not what you were choosing, you just wanted to hear him talk more. He speaks with such elegance, his voice sounds warm, refined and oddly comforting.

"Luca I think ill take Marinated Grilled Shrimp"

He smiles "Of course my love"

You feel warmth rush to your cheeks, with that cute smile and heavenly voice.... He's dangerous... And he doesn't realize it.

Luca's finger moves down the menu to the main course, "Do you like duck?" reading the first thing listed.

" I've never had it." You respond you don't feel as anxious as you were before, people in the restaurant were staring but you didn't care and he didn't either it was just the two of you enjoying your day together.

" it's pan seared duck Breast with Apple and Salsify Slaw, and- oh...?" He stops over a word he had a look of confusion on his face

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah it's just, I don't recognize that word"

The word his finger rests under Au Jus. Your instincts trigger and you pull out your phone typing in the words in Google, and reading the results.

"It's a French culinary term, meaning with juice "

" ah, that makes sense my French is a little rusty."

You poke his shoulder giving him a smirk

" I thought you knew everything~"

Lucas snorts letting out a chuckle " whatever give you that idea?"

Lucas stayed beside you through the entire dinner enjoying your reactions as you tried the new food he has ordered for you. You had to hold back your shock and somewhat disappointment at the portion sizes.

The air outside was chilly so he lend you his coat before opening the door for you.

" today was nice" you said sure it was a bumpy first start he did kind of overwhelm you for a bit but he was a really sweet man, you still don't know how you feel about him paying for the entire meal and giving you an expensive gift.

Luca smile "I'm glad you liked it, I had a good time"

"I have to go, I have somebody picking me" you said holding back your disappointment. You hand his jacket back to him.

His smile drops just a little, ah must his time with you have to end so soon?"Keep it, it's cold today...." Luca drops completely pausing for just a moment "W-will I see you again? I would love to take you on another date."

" Oh yea? Where to next, your private yacht?" You joke.

" Oh heavens no, the weather is much too cold for boating."

He pulls out his phone probably to call up a ride.

What.

" I have to go now, be safe, people get kind of unruly this late"

You feel a slight pain in your heart you don't really want to leave him do you? You just met him though... But if you leave now... Will Ro ever take you back to him?

Luca waves his goodbyes. But not before giving you a kiss on the forehead.

Your heart flutters, fingers feeling the spot where his lips touched

You can still see him... technically the day doesn't really end until 12:00... you have a choice...

Will you run after him?

#happy birthday to me thank you for all who's following me here's my gift to you #oc: Luca #he's a really fun character to build and write for #this is the only time you'll ever see him :)#not going to lie it kind of feels like a secret route of a dating Sim where after you romance all the characters he opens up lolol

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sca3a · 1 year

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One handsome boy

#cyberpunk 2077 #original character #cyberpunk 2077 game #cyberpunk 2077 oc #male v monday #not a v #oc: luciano rossi #oc: luca

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saltedteas · 1 year

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(Makes a character who has something wrong with her) this is Luca. She’s a jackal, her favorite food type is carrion, and she has fleas

#she’s the protagonist of another story I’m rotating in my mind and she’s horrible #art tag #oc: luca #ocs

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arcademyth · 6 months

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[ ♪ ] too fucked up to love, too soft to hate

#arc.png #ffxiv #oc: luca

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mosartandjunk · 3 months

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a little bit of saucy luca/orion👀. full image under the cut

#infamous if #infamous game #infamous mc #orion quinn #my art #oc: luca #oc: infamous!luca #interactive fiction

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catharsim · 8 months

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📍- Venice, Italy @plumbobem

#sims 3 #ts3 #the longest a photo set has ever taken #i hope u like dem #yes luca is having the time of his life driving the vespa #ship: luvina #oc: luca

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memento-morri-writes · 9 months

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Hi remembrance

It's blorbsday! How tired are your ocs? Are any of them insomniacs? Do they ever get eight hours of sleep? (In this economy? In any economy?) Have they been Questing and therefore are rather bedraggled? Tell me.

Hi sleepy!! I totally forgot about blorbsday! But I will attempt to answer your question now.

Fallon usually has a decent sleep schedule, unless she’s stressed about something. Then she overworks herself and refuses to (or is unable to) sleep. On at least one occasion it’s gotten to the point it’s gotten to the point where she’s basically passed out from exhaustion. But when she’s on a normal schedule she’s been known to get 8 hours of sleep.

Kristopher’s sleep schedule can be somewhat erratic. When he was in Oryn, and feeling particularly self-destructive, he would stay up super late and then sleep in as much as anyone would let him. In Anvia he has a much more reasonable sleep schedule and can easily get 8 hours.

Dorian slept quite a bit when he was in his tower, largely because there wasn’t much else to do. But now that he’s on the run, he’s much more bedraggled. Having to sleep out in the open for the first time in your life, plus having to get up and go at any moment certainly makes it hard to get decent sleep.

Ashlin is in the same boat as Dorian when it comes to the being on the run (since they are together). But prior to being on the run, she was still a person who would stay up late and wake up early. They picked up that habit from living on the streets as a child.

Luca was used to a very relaxed schedule and being able to sleep as much as he wanted. But he quickly learns that that’s not the case aboard a pirate ship. Late mornings are a luxury you can’t afford.

My unnamed warlock concept for High Fantasy WIP is very much an insomniac. They hate sleeping due to the fact that most of their communication with their patron happens during dreams, and even when that’s not happening, their dreams are often disturbing. Not to mention that they’ve been questing and are certainly a but bedraggled and mildly sleep deprived from that.

#morrigan replies #oc asks #blorbo blursday #atqh: Fallon #atqh: Kris #oc: Dorian #oc: Ashlin #oc: Luca

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plumiipixel · 2 years

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hi im back earlier than i expected so have an old edit of my ocs while i plan ou tomorrow's post <3

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #ts4 screenshots #ts4 edit #oc: ayesha #oc: leona #oc: dimitri #oc: luca

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heymickie · 2 months

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𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: tmnt 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: tmnt (ft. casey, april, splinter, hatchlings) 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 1258 🐭: here is part twoooooooo 𝘁𝘄: talk of death 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲-𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁/𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 ʚ🍓ɞ 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗪𝗢: 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 🍓- click for part one 𝗙𝗙𝗡 ʚ🍓ɞ 𝗔𝗢𝟯

“You cannot be serious,” Raph said, looking at the four sleeping babies in the makeshift cot. Donnie had said it would take a bit for them to wake up, they were in the sleeping pods for a while. Mikey ended up finding their old masks and made a make-shift bracelet for each baby, he said it was easier to tell which child was made with which DNA. Raph felt it was unnecessary, the sleeping girl with the red bracelet looked exactly like him. Even down to the shade of green he was, “They are meant to be experiments. Weapons. Toys!” He pulled his eyesight away from his daughter, her.

“It was that or let living beings die,” Leo snapped, he usually snapped at Raph, but this time he felt a little more protective. When they stopped trying to make clones, they started using half of their DNA, making them half of their own. They may have not come about the way he had hoped, but that was his son. Sort of. Technically. His son was larger than the others, at least a week or so older. “It’s bad enough they killed the other children. I will not,” he spoke clear, making sure there were no room for an argument, “allow these children to be pawns or killed. We’ll take them in as our own.”

“We are not meant to be parents,” Raphael’s voice almost cracked. He was not meant to be a father, let alone to something that looks so fragile. Raphael will break anything he can put his hands on, why would he want to risk that with a baby? His baby? He looked to his other brothers for some sort of support, but Mikey sat beside the babies, watching them. Donnie sat in his chair with his laptop, reading over everything they found. Again. With a sigh he looked to Casey who sat beside his pregnant wife and son, at one point Casey was terrified too, but now he looks so confident. It made the turtle feel alone. Made him feel like no one would be able to understand how detrimental his anger could be to the child.

“It is easy to get lost in self-doubt,” Splinter responded, coming into the living room. Raphael listened to the click, click, click of his father’s cane. It was easy for the boys to calm down in the presence of their father, he had always seemed to have enough wisdom. However, Raph wasn’t sure his father could say anything that would make him ready. “Parenthood is terrifying,” the old rat said, stopping short beside his youngest son. Mikey looked at his father before looking at the littlest baby with the orange bracelet. Donnie had said he just recently hatched, only a few days old. “But rewarding,” Splinter promised, patting the top of his orange son’s head before turning to look at the other turtles and their two human friends. In a way, Splinter was a father to all of them and now a grandfather to Augustine and the unborn O’Neil-Jones child. “Like any child, they will need guidance, understanding, and love.” He looked at Raphael, silently telling him that he was capable, if he wanted to be. “You won’t be alone, you’ll have each other and me.” Splinter continued, looking at the small ginger on April’s lap, before looking at the four hatchlings.

“If you truly do not want her, I will take her in,” Leo said to Raph, he was nervous too, but it would be worse to force Raphael into taking care of a child he doesn’t want. Raphael almost sneered, not sure if he liked the thought of his brother thinking he didn’t want her. He didn’t want to hurt her.

“It takes a village, or something like that,” Casey reminded, pushing himself off the arm rest. “We’ll be here for you guys, besides, our little ones are gonna to need some turtle friends of his own.” Casey ignored whatever comment Donnie was making about his grammar and picked up Auggie from April’s lap.

“Give me some time,” Raphael grumbled, moving to lean against the wall. He wasn’t sure how much time he can take when his child was already a living, breathing thing that exists somewhere outside his dreams.

“I think I’m going to name him Titan,” Mikey wasn’t usually the quiet one, but since they got home he had not left his spot by the hatchlings. He was so awestruck, watching each movement his son and niblings had made. He could spot the differences on each child. His son had a slight patch of a darker green over his left eye. Donnie’s child was thinner and had a softer shell. Raphael’s daughter and dark dots across her cheeks, they almost looked like freckles. Leo’s son was bigger and a lighter green tone than the others.

“Like Tizaiano Vecellio?” Donnie asked, finally closing the laptop. “The Italian Renaissance painter?” Donnie got up, stretching, before he walked over to stand beside Mikey. The hatchlings should be waking up soon, it’s been almost an hour.

“No,” Mikey admitted, “Like Turtle Titan, but Tizz-ay-no works.” He gave a shrug. “Can you write it down for me, so I know how to spell it?” Donnie sighed, correcting him on his pronunciation.

“It fits,” April chuckled, texting Mikey the spelling. “Have you guys thought of a name?” April asked, looking at Donnie and Leo. She figured Raph hadn’t thought of one, nor did she want to put him on the spot, her suspicion was proven right when he looked away. April and Casey had months to think of names before deciding to name Auggie after her uncle, and they still had time to decide for their unborn. The boys didn’t really have time, the hatchlings were here.

“Luca,” Donnie said simply, “From Luca Giordano,” he moved to pick up his child carefully. Luca couldn’t be much older than Titan. They slept so calmly. “If we’re following the Italian Artists tradition.”

“That one is so much easier to spell,” Mikey whined.

“Sensei, could you name him?” Leo requested, turning to his father. It felt like a good way to honor his father, following the name tradition and allowing his father to choose.

“Hm,” he hummed in response, turning to grab his kettle of tea to poor him and April a cup of tea. “Domenico,” he responded finally, handing a cup to the redhead before sitting down. He had always like that name, the art Domenico was beautiful too. Beautiful, like his grandchildren. “Yes, Domenico is a fine name,” given from Domenico Ghirlandaio. Splinter filled his own cup before looking at Raphael as he headed to his room. “Do you not wish to name her?”

“You name her,” Raphael stated, turning to his father. He couldn’t bring himself to name a child he knew he was unable to care for. He could hear her stir, his eyes threatening to look away from his bedroom door to look at her face again. “I don’t know of any lady artists,” he responded, going to his room.

Splinter sighed, walking to his granddaughter as she stirred her and her cousins awake. He reached down to pick her up, the hatchling in his arm squirmed a little before calming down to the sound of her grandfather’s heartbeat. “Elisabetta is a beautiful name for you,” he commented quietly, derived from Elisabetta Sirani. He gave a soft smile, quietly promising her love and safety. He knew Raphael loved his daughter, but he also knew Raphael was battling himself.

#fanfic #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt imagines #oc: the hatchlings #oc: luca #oc: auggie #oc: elisa #oc: titan #casey jones tmnt #leonardo tmnt #mikey tmnt #raphael tmnt #next generation #next gen #tmnt next gen #🐭 mine~#oc: dom

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