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Description of my last post
This scene takes place at the peak of the War with the Krang
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The camp was dim tonight.
Not dark — never dark. Kyle made sure of that.
Strings of salvaged lights hung across the cracked ceiling, flickering weakly as generators groaned somewhere deeper in the camp. Refugees slept shoulder-to-shoulder beneath patched blankets, children curled against exhausted parents while distant explosions rattled dust from the pipes overhead. The lights buzzed faintly with her energy, with her. Every glowing bulb was another piece of herself burned away to keep everyone afraid of the dark from having to sit in it.
And she looked terrible.
Donatello noticed it long before she let herself collapse onto the cot beside him.
Her ribs peaked out from under her armor, exposing angry purple-black bruising beneath scorched skin. Fresh cuts crossed her arm, deeper than they should’ve been. Blood still dripped sluggishly from one of them.
That was wrong.
Kyle healed fast. Too fast, usually. Injuries never stayed long enough for panic to settle in.
But these wounds stayed.
Donnie’s hands trembled as he cut away the torn fabric around her side. Usually he’d be talking — rambling about battle strategy, muttering about Krang tech, masking fear with sarcasm — but the silence hanging over him felt sick.
“Kyle…” His voice cracked quietly. “Why isn’t this healing?”
She avoided his eyes immediately, staring instead at the buzzing lantern overhead.
“It will,” she muttered. “Just slower.”
“Slower?” His head snapped toward her. “You got impaled three weeks ago and were walking in an hour.”
He pressed gauze against the wound harder than he meant to, panic bleeding into frustration. She winced but didn’t complain.
That made it worse.
Donnie finally looked at her fully, really looked at her, and the realization hollowed him out.
The dark circles beneath her eyes. The way her hands shook from exhaustion. The faint sparks crawling weakly across her fingertips instead of crackling violently like they used to.
She’d been draining herself dry.
For the camp. For the resistance. For everyone.
And hiding it from him.
“You’re overusing your powers,” he whispered.
Kyle said nothing.
His breathing became uneven as he wrapped another bandage around her torso, movements suddenly clumsy. “Keeping the lights running, charging weapons, fighting on the front lines—” His voice rose despite himself. “You’re literally burning yourself alive!”
“I’m keeping people alive.”
“And who’s keeping you alive?!” he snapped.
The refugees nearby shifted in their sleep from the sudden outburst. Donnie immediately lowered his voice again, but the damage was done. Tears blurred behind his visor.
“You can’t keep doing this,” he said shakily. “You can’t just decide your life is worth less than everyone else’s.”
Kyle finally looked at him then.
That broke him more than anything.
Because she looked guilty.
Not scared. Not defensive.
Guilty.
Like she already knew.
Donnie swallowed hard, his hands tightening around the bandage roll as tears finally slipped free. “Do you have any idea what it would do to me if you didn’t come back one day?”
Kyle’s expression faltered for the first time that night.
The hardened general, the protector of the camp, the woman who carried entire city blocks on her shoulders — suddenly she just looked tired.
Donnie carefully pressed his forehead against hers, his hands still shaking.
“I can’t lose you” he whispered.
And for the first time in weeks, Kyle let herself lean into someone else instead of holding everyone up alone.
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So You Wanna Draw Turtles!
i’m gonna apologize in advance if any of this is overly rambly or makes no sense, i am just really bad at explaining things. also it’s not like super technical it ended up more like… theory, I guess? I can definitely make a more technical explanation but these things are what helped me figure out how to draw the turtles specifically since I already have a background in knowing how to draw people.
also this is primarily based around Rise, I don’t really draw any other flavor of turtle atm soooo yeah let’s get into it I guess!
rise is a very stylized show, water makes things wet, everyone knows what a horse is. a big part of why I like it so much is it’s so anime influenced, it just scratches a very specific part of my brain and I love it.
that being said, it definitely still leans a lot more into western animation with a large emphasis on shapes which was a challenge for me bc I don’t draw like that lol this is very evident in my early art.
the boys’ heads/faces are naturally one of the most important things when it comes to drawing them, and I really struggled when I first started making turtle art because they’re SO shape and everyone’s bald and I was dying ok i’m a shoujo girlie I need my long flowing hair.
I was really struggling to learn how to draw the turtles the way the show does and I decided to just redraw some scenes from anime I liked to try and get more comfortable drawing them. this actually worked really well for me?? and it unlocked the secret of drawing toidles, being able to directly see how the head was angled let me figure out how to draw their snouts/noses and I felt really dumb bc it felt really easy after that.
a lot of folks have already make tutorials about the more technical side of how their anatomy works so i’m not gonna get too into that, especially now that the art book is out. I honestly don’t think I could explain it very well anyway, i’m not even sure how it works it’s just one of those things I just… do.
their snouts aren’t all that complicated, I was just not really thinking about the anatomy of them when trying to draw them. I was like… oddly focused on their lack of noses and didn’t realize I didn’t have to draw noses, it’s basically like drawing a stylized anime face just with a more pronounced cheek.
your mileage may vary with this though, my usual art style is already anime so once the pieces clicked into place it was easy to draw the turtles, plus I have the advantage of having been an artist for over 20 years under my belt.
the quickest way to get comfortable/get used to drawing something is just to draw it often. redraw memes or screenshots or pictures (that lingerie ad of Leo is something i’m insanely proud of despite how low-effort it felt), you gotta draw 10,000 shitty bicycles before you draw a good one. there’s a lot i’ve drawn that’s just… unfinished sketches, rough drafts, etc that doesn’t really get shared anywhere, it’s just to practice drawing things.
that being said, I do still struggle with a lot of aspects!! drawing their heads straight on is still a challenge for me, and i’m still getting a sense of how to draw their carapaces & plastrons. I’m still learning and sometimes what I draw can be pretty inconsistent, my proportions will be off, but that’s just part of practicing!
hopefully this helped?? i’m so sorry if it doesn’t, I, again, am not good at explaining things.
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Ohhhh :00 This is super cool! Thanks a lot :D honestly anything helps and here you explain interesting stuff. I know nothing beats practice, but seriously, thanks for taking the time for this!
I'm definitely gonna try drawing Donnie soon hehe
yay!!!! im so glad ♡♡
feel free to reach out again if you'd like more help, this was kind of just an overview but if theres something specific you need help with my inbox is always open
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Just Donnie sticking his tongue out while he's focusing on something
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Just Donnie sticking his tongue out while he's focusing on something
rottmnt rot has really set in guys- things are looking pretty bleak
I just think nobody commits to the bit of owning a certain breed besides dachshund owners. I have a neighbor where all of their fucking seasonal decor is all dachshunds. I've seen someone in real time wearing a shirt that said I 💜 my weiner while walking their dog. Hell I've seen a dude dressed up as a dachshund while walking his dachshund who was in a fucking sausage costume. Nobody else is doing it like that
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sure would be nice if the universe uh...
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let me have time for my hobbies
did I stumble upon the 2nd blog thanks to @brain-rot-tmnt ???
lol possibly??
this is the main one now tho, I wanted to be able to like follow and interact directly and side blogs dont do that so the other one is just like a catch-all now
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* im allowed to change my ocs design
* nobody will kill me if i change my ocs design
* compliments are not threats
* just because somebody said they like my ocs design that does not mean they will hunt me down and kill me if i change my ocs design
* my ocs are mine and i can design them how i want
* im very brave and i can change my ocs design if i want to
* !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TRUEEEE TRUEEEEEE
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