Waiting eagerly with excitement
Drawing my own mm Casey design finally… I’m not confident with it tho 😔
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Casey Twins<Lita May<<Venus de Milo<<<Karai<<<< Joana Jones>Hidden City Group>> Sheena>>>
The Foot Sisters are complete!
(Yes maybe I did model Jenn’s humans design somewhat on the agent in Helluva Boss)
On her og storyline that I wrote, I kinda made her more dark and serious because I wanted MM to get more dark and serious. And yes while she is dark I decided to change her into a chaotic little bean who does not take the Foot seriously.(until she almost dies)
In her pre-arc, she’s a lot more expressive with her passions than the Foot would normally allow.
I don’t wanna write crappy dysfunctional paragraphs so imma just list off some headcannons;
I made her the tallest turtle because female turtles are naturally bigger than males(same thing applies for Venus being taller than Donnie). That’s why she kinda awkwardly shoots up after mutating.
Dyes her and Karais hair(one of the few things she misses when she’s a turtle)
Plays electric guitar(and normal guitar but only for Lita and maybe the other turtles)
Not completely comfortable without clothes as a turtle(via the pants and only wearing the mask(thinks the belt looks dorky))
As you can see above I’m gonna bring back Sheena❤️🎸(You’ll have to wait for me to write their lore there)
You know the phrase forgive and forget. Jenn would rather choose to just forget. It’s her very unhealthy coping mechanism. It’s why she dyes her hair. It’s also the reason why she is hesitant to uphold a rank in the New Foot even though her sister runs it.
Might add others at some point but that’s kinda it for now. The next part of my fanfic The Difference Between the Appearance will be featuring her so stay tuned for that(or don’t).
These are some silly, angsty, peaceful, comforting, and bizarre prompts you can use to really explore your characters in your au!
Going for a walk after being inside for a whole week
Carnival ride gone wrong
Aftermath of a scary situation
Betrayed by someone they trust
Exercising to cope
Sibling catches them cheating in schoolwork
Forced sedation
Bribing a tattle tale sibling
Sibling's voice changes over night (Piercing HIGH/drumming LOW)
Battle with siblings for the bathroom in the morning
Forced to go to doctor/hospital/medic- "I don't want to go! Don't make me go!!"
Trying to keep a secret from parent/older sibling at dinner table, while other sibling continually tries to reveal secret
Realizes they're poisoned after the battle is long over
Younger sibling uncharacteristically fighting back at older sibling
First time alone in the house
Playing pretend with siblings outside
Unexperienced medic forced to re-locate sibling's dislocated arm/leg
Knock out dart/knock out gas
Tea Party
Finding an abandoned baby
"This is going to sting. ... Like a lot."
Strapped down and experimented on
Freaky Friday- Body Swap
Fake smiles for a photo
Finding out they have a tail now
A silent, pleading prayer
Panicking as they try to turn off a scary movie
Nightmare serum injected by villain
"I'm ready. I... am READY."
Turtle Pile
Hope anyone who wants to try this has fun!! The purpose of this exercise is to really push yourself out of your writing/sketching comfort zone. Many of these prompts are vague enough where you can choose if they'll be comforting, angsty, quiet, or full-on angst. Have fun with it!!!
(Just a heads up- this challenge is just for fun! You do NOT have to do every single prompt! Do whichever one you want! :) )
And please feel free to tag me if you use this! I'm going to be doing this exercise this month to hopefully stretch my artistic/creative abilities too! And I'd love to see what you guys come up with! :)
If anyone wants, they can send me a number of a prompt and the name of a character from my au, "The Strength in Weakness", and I will either draw a sketch or write a short fic on it. :)
Have fun creating, guys!!!
~ Melissa
Day 30: Turtle Pile
My first turtle pile drawing!
The proportions are very off at some parts but yippee! I did TMNTember! Thanks so much for all the ideas Melissa I had a lot of fun!
Chapter 7 Part 1
Ever since she was young, Karai knew what the real world was like.
She knew that no matter how many good things you do or how many people you save, the world will continue to be cruel. Age, gender, or race had nothing to do with it. The world was just cruel.
So she didn’t care about how extreme the Shredders training was. She didn’t care that they used living targets for physical exams. She didn’t care about lying to her sister about how much the bruises and scars on her body stung.
Karai knew it just didn’t matter. She knew she was selfish for lying towards someone who had been outright charitable to her, a completely strange and new girl.
So that’s why she let April get close to her. Out of greed and selfish longing. While Karai spied on Aprils closest friends and organized their abduction, the hidden warrior was leading her down a rabbit hole of lies and false emotion. There was nothing more to her actions than just creating an alibi. Right?
Then why did she openly feel things around April about the things she wouldn’t around anyone else. Except Jennika of course. Karai didn’t have a crush on her that’s for sure(it was painfully obvious that the blue turtle already covered that job). But some kind of bond was made between the red headed news girl and the silent ‘badass’(as April occasionally teased her as). That kind of trust and light heartedness was definitely like what she had with her sister.
In some ways the two were very similar. They both were very open about their emotions and passions. A gift to express opinion that Karai can only barely remember. But April probably didn’t know how to play rock songs off the top of her head or who Lita Ford was(a common topic her sister talked about when they had free time to imagine what future they may have after their father completed his plans). And Jennika probably had no clue how to write a newspaper or how to connect the dots to a giant undercover plot based on notes and a few pictures on a messy old school board.
“That’s actually kinda cool.” She had once said when April was showing some of her work.
A buzz from her phone broke Karai out of her trance as she hung on one of the pipes of a rooftop water tower above what appeared to be an abandoned factory. April had texted her saying: COME NOW BIG BREAK!!! The brisk night air and the blare of city lights begged her to stay for longer and enjoy the sight. It was the first time she had seen anything like it. Wait until I tell Jennika about this. But she had to go now if she was gonna help with the last few of the turtles. Which means back to oppressive training and no more actually getting to go out without fear of getting caught. So she wasn’t gonna miss out on her last chance to enjoy that little freedom.
Karai hooped down from the roof into a back alley before continuing to her and Aprils hangout spot on the sidewalk.
Normal cities were strange. They were much different than what she had been taught by her mentors. They were indeed chaotic but not with violence and gore decorated streets. They had a certain rhythm and style that left you in awe by the appeal. Jennika always said those old cronies were wrong. Now Karai could believe that.
Besides it’s not the rest of humanity that’s the problem it’s the mutants right? It’s not their fault that they had been tricked and manipulated. Right?
But something was strange about the mutants(other than their appearance obviously)that stuck to Karai.
They
Acted as if they were
Normal kids
Like April and Jennika. They could be cringy and emotional and sometimes even funny. They portrayed what seemed to be personalities and feelings? The thought of seeing the orange one, Mikey as they called him, in pain made Karai uncomfortable and squirm with sheer pity for hi-
NO no no. Stop. Stop that right now. Remember your training. They’re just trying to trick you. Their pitiful pain-filled heart aching faces are just an act. It’s not real. Besides even if it is-which it isn’t-it’s nothing compared to what they have done to your family. What they have done to you.
Karai huffed as she pushed those thoughts aside and walked briskly up the steps of Eastman High. Strange. Her senses seemed more heightened than usual. The smell of sweat and pen ink grew stronger than their usual stench. She was about to reach for the door until she looked down at her arm. Scales.
Kuso! Okay! Okay okay okay! Don’t panic! Remember your teachings . . . again.
Rushing to keep It at bay, Karai rushed for her bag and pulled out her elixir. Within seconds she had downed the drink and her scales slowly sunk back under her skin. Vanishing into no where. Where It belonged instead of inside of her body.
Echoes from her past rushed through her body. Her breathing was still in sharp panicked huffs and only grew shakier with the pain of her past. Noticing this Karai gripped the back of her neck and bent her head back. She attempted her breathing exercises as the fangs in her mouth shrunk away and her tongue no longer lingered of the surrounding smells.
Ochitsuke Karai. Just breath.
Finally shaking the last of It away, Karai opened the door to the school and finished her journey. By the time she made it to April’s “news room”, she took one final breath before opening the door.
Just Breathe. She doesn’t need to know. No one does.
And no one will.
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Hope y’all like this chapter. It’s not as progressive in the story than usual but at least you get a peak inside Karai’s mind. Since this wasn’t as progressive as usual I decided to leave a little Easter egg from The Strength in Weakness by @truths33k3r4 a personal favorite content creator of mine(hope you don’t mind that I did this). Sorry for not posting this sooner but it was kinda rough juggling that and art and school and family and- just everything. So I hope you like it.
Cowabunga turtle fanz!
Dear Friends,
I write to you with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart. After 188 days of displacement, constant fear, and struggling to survive, we managed to escape with our lives and reach Egypt. But the pain didn’t stop there. Just yesterday, we lost my children's grandfather 💔, not due to direct war, but because of malnutrition and the lack of basic life necessities. We couldn’t save him, just as we couldn’t save our home or our dreams.
The rest of my family is still trapped in the war, suffering the same harsh conditions that led to the passing of my children's grandfather. We are here trying to build a new life, but we have lost everything. We lost our home, and my children were deprived of their schools and universities. Even my eldest son, who worked so hard to build his future, lost his job and saw his dreams shattered.😔
We are now in desperate need of your help. We seek to secure a safe home that will provide us and our children with basic needs. Life in Egypt is extremely difficult, and prices are soaring beyond our reach. All we ask for is a chance to rebuild our lives and secure a better future for our children.🙏🏼
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THIS IS WHAT TRUE ART IS!!!
And sorry if this isn’t what you were going for but this is exactly what I want to happen in MM! Leo’s fight with the Shredder right before he’s slammed through his window and befalls the dreaded Leo curse.
REQUEST BY @nosleep83
With Glitch effect
Reference Screenshot👇👇👇
I want MM/TOTTMNT! Venus so she can continue the trend of women beating the shit out 1987! Shredder
the fact that Donnie’s first instinct instead of getting into a safe hiding spot but to get as close to Mikey as possible is just
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RACISM TCEST PROSHIP HOMOPHOBIA TRANSPHOBIA DNI!!!! Any and all people’s will be shown and supported on this platform please. As God said all are welcome 🏳️🌈. None of which should be mistreated for whatever reason.
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