This Is The Same Purple Turtle Who Tries To Murder A Man In This Episode Btw

Also more Toxic Casey because I need it in my life right now-😔👍 Lmao /hj 🖤💜

A few @/deeppink-man expression memes I did of the turtles to get a better feel of my style. Might do more eventually

Gonna be honest there's like a 50/50 chance I might hold off on posting art until TikTok comes back bc I don't want to fuck up my posting schedule, but that depends entirely on how quickly the ban is lifted

Or I might just move to RedNote. My keyboard has a built-in translator so hopefully that helps me

Well I'm at least glad I was able to get a video over 18k views on TikTok before it got banned. That TAiAGotOS fanart was my god damn Magnum Opus

I love how we both see this scene and have two entirely different takeaways on what is worthy of screenshotting/sharing-

Me: WET CAT, SOAKED DOG, MISERABLE CHINCHILLA 😭

You: Hahaha, look at the sporadic jellyfish <3

I've been typing "hehehe" a lot more. Like a little gremlin

IUTSIUSTYIRSHRISDFHJXFHJ HOLY CHALUPA THIS IS SO GOOD I'M 💘💖💞💖💞💘💘💞💖💞💖

AUFFUHFFH THANK YOU SO MUCH,,,,,

Another fanfic of an AU! @teks-emporium, I cannot remember the last time that I was allowed to go this nuts about AUs with someone, but I swear we’re on the same brain waves with literally everything and I love scheming about traumatized turtles with you!!

You have brought me joy and I want to return the favor! :D

Check out the Ghoul AU after ya’ll read this.

If you like horror AUs, it’s one for you!

The kitchen is ravaged.

Every pantry is open, devoid of the food within. All kinds of different snacks, some older and some newer, are sprawled across the island in a pile, spilling onto other bags, boxes, and over the floor.

Three bags of chips, the same flavor, two previously opened and one newly open, seem to have been flung into the sink. An oreo container with one cookie gone, a trail mix packet barely touched, and a full skittles packet are all snacks that others in the household will not appreciate finding touched, much less eaten.

The fridge hangs open loosely and the inside fairs no better, spoons in cottage cheese containers and meat packets torn open. The area smells faintly of vomit, collected in the trashcan next to the island.

He takes a soft breath, blue curtain swishing behind him, heading to the other end of the room. There the culprit sits, chin on his knees and hands over his head, breathing like he’s holding himself off from hyperventilating. He doesn’t react to the new presence.

“My son.”

His breath hitches, voice weak, “Sensei.”

Yoshi sets his cane against the island and kneels down. An apple with a single bite out of it rolls off the counter. It hits the floor.

Donatello flinches hard.

“In for two,” He coaxes. “Out for four. With me.”

Donatello lowers his hands, placing them around his legs, copying his rhythm. They breathe until Donatello releases a shaky laugh, bringing his hand to his face, shielding it as his shoulders hitch.

He exhales slowly, lowering one hand and wiping his eyes with the other. The lower part of his mask is a darker color.

“Sorry, Sensei.” Donatello shakes his head, fax smile twitching uncertainly. “I thought everyone was asleep.”

“Leonardo said you weren’t feeling well.” Yoshi motions for him to move forward. Donatello rises shakily, head bowed, getting onto his knees and letting him lay a hand on his forehead.

“I—I’m fine, Sensei.” He mutters, uselessly. They both know that he is never a reliable source when it comes to his own health.

Yoshi does not feel abnormal heat. “You are pale, Donatello. And you were throwing up.”

“I can’t eat.” Donatello glances over his shoulder, as if waiting for the food to react. “Anything. I tried it all Sensei.”

“Lose off appetite is common with illness.” Yoshi soothes curiously. “You would know that.”

“It’s not- I’m not- not hungry, Sensei.” He tries. “I just can’t eat it!

“When did you last sleep?” Yoshi wonders out loud, watching his face drop into something more familiar as he whines, “I sleep fine.”

“That was not my question.”

“I don’t think I am sick.” Donatello pushes, with a lot less force than he normally has when in denial. Yoshi’s grateful that he gets to be one step ahead of an illness, for once. “How do you feel.”

“I-“

“If you tell me you are fine, we will go to the dojo, where you will be able to prove how fine you are.”

Donatello’s beak reddens. Some color, good.

“Achey, I guess.” He rubs his arm. “Maybe a little shaky, but that doesn’t mean-”

“Vomiting.” Yoshi reminds. He frowns, “Only when I eat!”

“You cannot force your body to ingest what it doesn’t want.” Yoshi watches him deflate. He considers him. “When did you last eat?”

“I don’t know.” He mutters. “I haven’t really been hungry.”

“Since?”

“I don’t know.” He says, more bitterly. “That’s the problem. I should be hungry, shouldn’t I? Why can’t I eat? I tried everything.”

“Did you try tea?”

Yoshi expects him to roll his eyes or rush a change of subject before he’s encourages to try some. Instead, his expression lights up, “Do you think that’ll work? I mean, I haven’t experimented with liquids but if I don’t like what I normally like then maybe I’ll like what I-”

“Donatello,” He interrupts, gently. “I think you should rest.”

No hesitation. “I’m not tired, Sensei.”

“You are not hungry.” Yoshi reminds. “And yet you attempt to eat.”

“That’s different!” Donnie pleads, fists clenched in his lap. “This time it’s different, Sensei, I know it is!”

“How many times have I heard that?”

“Senseeei!”

“You need to sleep.”

“I need to figure this out!”

“We have.” Yoshi sets a hand on his arm. “You are ill.”

“I’m not! That doesn’t fit my theory at all!”

“What is your theory?”

“I’m not sick!”

Yoshi lowers his head, tilting it toward him knowingly. “I am no scientist, but that does not sound like much of a theory, my son.”

His shoulders slump as he heaves a sigh. Yoshi sets a hand on his shoulder, “I will take care of the mess. You will rest.”

“Y-you don’t have to do that, Sensei.” Guilty eyes dart to the island. “I can do it. You don’t need to worry about it.”

“I am a father.” He moves the hand to his face, cupping his chin to stop it from turning away, brown gaze meeting brown. “It is my job to worry. I would worry less, if I knew my sons were all healthy.”

“Hai Sensei.” His son whispers. “Sorry.”

“I am not upset.” He lets him go to reach to the side. When he stands, his son rises with him, wringing his hands. “Are you sure Sensei? It’s my mess.”

“I am certain.” To prove this point, he moves for the fridge, removing the bag of carrots that it holding the door open. He sets it on a clear spot on the counter, giving Donatello a soft look. “Sleep, my son.”

He nods, paleness regained, and then hesitantly goes from the room.

Yoshi returns the kitchen to its previous state before removing the vomit from his home. When he returns, he goes to turn in himself. If Donatello allows it, he’ll see if he can use his new positive view of tea to his advantage in the next evening.

For now, he trusts that some sleep will do him so good.

He was wrong on many accounts that day.

The first mistake was not checking a lab for a scientist.

lovely character. i need him to finally break down sobbing clutching his chest like it'll stop the pain crumpling to the floor begging God to either help him or let him die

HOLY SHIT YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH UTAH YEAH

I had this random little au idea in my sketches and seeing as my blog is very barren rn I guess I’ll post em.

I am not even a fan of digital circus but I think the designs are neat. Let Leo be a little magician turtle lol.

I have random fanart saved and I can't remember who made them so I settled for the first character that wasn't from someone else's work and

Normally I'd say safe but right now he looks kinda pissed

@kitsunequeen1987 @sarahthebookdragon @tessathepeanut @vanilla-sapphire

:p

Long Character Tag Game Reblog:

You’re stuck in a room with the last character in your gallery. How safe are you?

Thanks for the tag, @poetique823!

I mean, he’s a ninja and a hero, so I’d think I’m pretty safe 💜

Honestly, I think he’s more concerned with what I’ll do to him :)

No Pressure Tags!

@sleepingdragon11, @ceciturtle, @theintrovertedghost, @greenlovescats, @xxlea-nardoxx,

@tmntforeverinmyheart, @happydragon, @catacamacat, @juhamato, @puma-or-cougar

@fluffyslug @teks-emporium @fluffyfrog900

+ Anyone else who wants to join!

Ye

Ninja Turtle macaroni for the second night in a row life is good 👍