Raph: Where's Donnie? April: HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND! Raph: ...I Never Say He Was? April: Oh. Haha, Awkward...

That’s the song we danced at Chloe’s party, remember?

Short Donatello problems

(No, I do not know how height works so this is very much not to scale)

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Yes, this is rough because I got busy and then forgot about it lol

I'm just really curious...

This is in terms of 2012: Reblog for Apritello. Like for Capril.

I haven’t platonicposted in a while

sliding scale

I just wanted to let you know that I have enjoyed your tmnt fanart (especially Apriltello) over the years. Do you have any new tmnt art projects, or has that fandom ship sailed? If it has, then thank you for sharing your creativity over the years. I’ll always come back to your page for Apriltello eye-candy!

Aw that’s awesome, thank you^^ Alas, I have been reduced to a lowly lurker for the past few years. Can’t say I’ll never post anything TMNT related again, but I definitely have moved on to other things. I’m animating fulltime now, so that leaves me with less energy to draw MORE after work. And what little I do in my freetime is usually related to my own original story.

I do have a couple of TMNT drabbles lying around unfinished, and might post them soon... So I guess keep an eye out still! 

And as a tip, here’s a couple of badly photographed tiny sketchies that I drew recently just to check I still remembered how to draw them XD.

[ID: A digital illustration of Kinomoto Sakura, Daidouji Tomoyo, Li Syaoran, and Kero-chan from Cardcaptor Sakura. They're all sat at a pink diner booth with desserts in glasses in front of each of them. Kero-chan is stealing some of Sakura's pudding, Sakura looks shocked, Tomoyo is watching with a smile, and Shaoran is watching while drinking a milkshake. End description.]

Watched all of the 90s Cardcaptor Sakura for the first time recently 🩷

“What’s going on up there Donnie?”

Let’s talk about Donatello fricking Hamato for a second.

I can’t imagine how much flipping stress he’s gotta be under.

To his family, he’s their engineer, their plumber, their mathematician, their electrician, their inventor, their all-around-repairman, their fucking DOCTOR-

When does he sleep?!? I mean, we all joke and write about him not sleeping; but seriously, he’s not even eighteen yet, and he probably gets that many hours of sleep per week trying to deal with everything he has to. Let the guy rest! for! once!

If Donnie doesn’t have high-key anxiety, trying to fix or head off all these potentially deadly problems before they hurt his family, I will literally eat my fucking socks.

Most of the time, its only because of an invention he’s created, or a solution he’s made up on the fly, that he and his brothers survive to the next day. But then, half of those times, he doesn’t even get a thank you! Frequently, he’s ignored, pushed to the side, and has his rightful glory stolen by one of his brothers.

And yet, despite all that, he’s brilliant and creative and so damn hopeful. Donnie finds extra time around all his other responsibilities to create exciting and playful things, for himself and his brothers.

But because of the shit circumstances his family has, (and they do, they’re living in the sewers, and fighting a war with literal garbage as their weapons resource), he’s been forced to give up much of his light hearted inventing and sciencing, in favor of becoming a soldier and military geared engineer. All for his family, he creates incredible inventions from garbage; to defend them, heal them, and attack their enemies with.

Even before they started the war, Donnie probably didn’t get to really enjoy a carefree life.

He’s probably always been the guy who fixed everything, and everyone. The fridge broke? He’s got it. Water turning toxic? He can reroute a new source. Their stolen cable not working? Time to go monkey with the highly dangerous wires again. Someone got hurt during training? Someone is sick with an unidentified illness? He’s got his books, his computer, and what medicine he’s scrounged. He’s got you.

Best/worst part of all that? Its all self taught. He sure as hell didn’t learn how to build a fully operational vehicle-turned literal tank from his father, or learn how to treat their family’s unique physiology safely, and successfully, when they got sick or injured. That’s all him, purely and simply him.

Donnie is a genius, yes, but that is some other level shit right there. Learning and self-teaching himself years and years worth of college education, probably all from water-damaged text books that came from a garbage heap.

When the fuck did this kid get to be a kid, once his family figured out he could be the answer to everything?

Give Donnie credit, and a damn day off.