New Sprite Teehee

I drew some pieces from my rise/reader fic!!! Check it out on ao3, link is in my master post! The tag for any fan content of my fics is #spoopyfanart, so if anyone wants to make fanart make sure to tag it! :>

Asking some artists/writers that I follow:

What is the most recent thing you've written or drawn? Do you like to share sneak peeks of your work, or do you prefer to post finished pieces only?

I drew this on magma with some swag artists....

As for my art, I post wips and cleaned art. But sometimes, when Im not proud of my work, I hide them.

My babies🥺🥺🥺💙🧡💙🧡💙🧡

Leo, I love and adore you, but genuinely, wtf are you even talking about sometimes

Ao3 being down may or may not have just given me the brain worms to make another rottmnt au, where splinter dies right after getting the boys away from draxum...

currently writing, that one I'll share here first :>

@spoopyblues214 tagged me in this and I thought it’d be fun. ☺️

Rules: you will be given a five letter word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!

My word is: FIGHT

Fans were ecstatic that there was a famous person like them, not to mention how they found out.

It all started as a normal day in the sewers, well as normal as it can be when you live in the sewers.

“Gender norms?” “Yeah, that. Did I ever tell you humans are weird?” “Every other day.” “Good.”

“How?”, asked Mikey, “You’re like way too nice.”

Tao wore his long reddish hair down with a few braids. Usually, they preferred tying his hair up. Much to Raph’s surprise they wore a really nice dress.

It took way too long to find someone with F. That was like the only one!

So, now for the tagging.

@anyone who wants too…

I don’t have many writing mutuals….

Anyway, your word is: SOUND

I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO BEHIND AN IDEA

Oh my God oh my god rancher turtles on the far far range oh my god my head is swimming with fit ideas oh PLEASE

ART OF EACH WITH THEIR FAV SLIMES AAUUURGH I HAVE TO I HAVE TO-

God, I love Slime Rancher.

...

Is this a new au?

Maybe.

....his shirt seemed a little empty, so...

Using this as a chance to reveal new hyperfix and that I am no longer just a tmnt blog k thx baiye

(May post a self indulgent Ichimatsu blurb later..)

Meltdown

@ramblehour @oleander-nin

A short one shot I wrote about Donnie helping reader with a melt down. It's in the first person. Could be read as platonic or romantic!

Word count: 366

Donatello had just put the tank into park, Mikey having told him he'd seen me on the verge of tears. I had tried to say I was fine, that we shouldn't stop, but Donnie just shook his head. Raph and Leo looked at me with confusion, and, of course concern, but that wasn't what my brain chose to focus on. Not at this moment. I didn't even know what was wrong, one moment having enjoyed the atmosphere, the next feeling as though the lights were too bright and the road too bumpy and the conversation too loud.

Now I was pulled to a somewhat separate space inside the tank, Donnie's grasp on my upper arms soft. "Do you know what's wrong?" His eyes were searching mine.

"No," I hissed. I didn't mean for it to sound so aggressive. I looked at one of his hands on my arms, feeling tears build in my eyes as I fucked up again. Like how I ruined this trip. Like how I ruin everything. I-

His hands moved to my cheeks, more force than his hold on my arms but still gentle. My eyes closed. The pressure was a welcome feeling. It grounded me. I only noticed he was plugging my ears when he lifted his fingers to ask if I wanted his headphones. I nodded, so he lifted his hands away, quickly putting his head gear on me before returning his hands to my cheeks. I didn't ask, didn't want to talk, but he still answered in a soft voice through the speakers on my ears, "I've noticed this is one of your regulating behaviors, I can stop if-"

I grabbed his wrists so fast I actually felt him flinch. Before I could start feeling bad about that, I heard him chuckle, "that's an answer." I realized about halfway through all of this that I had been close to a meltdown, though of course couldn't focus on it with all the other thoughts racing. I finally opened my eyes, taking note that the lights were somehow dimmed. Donatello was smiling softly at me, his thumb swiping back and forth on my cheek bone once.

"Thank you."

"No probbles."