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Queer 👏 people 👏 are 👏 not 👏 all 👏 fucking 👏 activists 👏

Stop quizzing us on queer history and asking us questions we aren’t qualified to answer about the world and about politics and about our identities

Stop trying to back us into a corner so you can justify your discrimination on the basis that we don’t know what we’re talking about or can’t “defend” ourselves to you

Stop treating every queer person that stands up and says “I want to be treated like a person” as if they’re an activist

Cut that bullshit out

Marginalised people just want to exist and be happy

I don’t know everything, and that doesn’t make me undeserving of your respect or my human rights you fucker

I don’t even owe you the stuff I do know- I still am entitled to basic fucking respect

TLDR; Queer people shouldn’t have to be historians or scientists for you to not be a fucking dick

I decided to take a break from my reference sheets and touch up on an old school notebook doodle and

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IM SO HAPPY THAT THIS TURNED OUT THE WAY IT DID!!!

If you don’t understand this is fan art for @justmaiidraws Hunger Games au. I originally was gonna make this like a Death Valley type shit scene with grave and the turtle and chinchilla be like a memorial thing but I said fuck it I’m making a romantic scene. I’m praying that in the au April and Leo don’t go through what happened in the 3rd book but at the same time I want it to happen.

Anywho I disappear into the shadows of creating post once more . . .

Cowabunga turtle fanz!!

My sona/oc Jasmine finally has an official design! YIPPEE!

To clear some things up; I am M and Jasmine is my sona/oc(still tryna figure out how to be an artist online). If I enter a picrew chain or am asked to draw myself as something(until I am an adult or at least in my late teens) she will be who I create. I was gonna draw her as just (Japanese dragon) but then I got really fixated on axolotyls. In the end I just said screw its combine them.

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I’ve been working on this for 2 weeks (becuz I kept holding it off and been busy recently aaahshsbk) anyway here are tmnt girls in tottmnt style !!

I hope to make fun character bios and a group drawing soon :3c

I’m having my first full week of school start tomorrow😭I’m probably not gonna be able to post as often

Tmnt characters in my style I made Venus too because I can (BRING HER BACK IM ON MY KNEES)

Old school sketch of a pirate oc

I just thought about how the versions of the turtles whose April and Casey are adults would react to hearing about MM! Leos crush on April

TMNT au Writing/Sketching Prompts! TMNTember 2024

by @truths33k3r4

Day 3: Aftermath of a scary situation

(Drew this last night but same dif)

Tales of the Tmnt Donnie and Lita

Being an older sibling can be pretty difficult. Especially when you’re also trying to keep the city safe as a ninja mutant teen. My take on Lita getting a little too close for comfort in battle and getting held hostage for a hot sec. I was pretty stuck between Donnie or Leo but I felt like Donnie would’ve had a more . . . interesting experience in this situation.

NO WAY! I LIKE MEAN GIRLS TOO RAPH!!

Uhm Raph watches mean girls… (LOSER!!!!)

Chapter 10 Part 1

“For years, I have trained you.”

Her father began standing before his throne. Karai stood with her head bowed. She knew this was coming. But the shock and fear still found a way to creep into her.

“Perfected you. Raised you. Created a vision into what this clan could live up to.”

Her father’s cold voice became harsher and harsher as it rose on each word. He paced to the wall.

“And now . . .”

Her father punched the wall, immediately creating a spiderweb of cracks.

Shimata

Karai had never seen anything good happen when he was this filled with rage. She needed to think of something. Anything. Now.

“THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?! BY SURRENDERING THE MISSION?! BY NOT ONLY LETTING THEM LIVE! BUT TO ALLOW THEM TO ESCAPE AS WELL. THOSE VILE RATCHET BARBARIC CHIKU-”

“There are more.”

A beat of silence followed Karai’s interruption.

“What?”

Oh shimata that actually worked. Keep Going!

“There are more mutants. Than the four terrapin creatures. From what I gathered they consider themselves a family. Cousins and siblings.”

Her father’s figure loosened from its original stature. Moving to have his arms crossed behind him, back facing Karai. “And? What importance does this have to your failure?”

Karai was fighting both her giddy relief and anxiety at this point. To massive beast clawing at the edges of her mask.

“So instead of raising alarm to all of the mutants by obtaining a small group, why not use my role more to our advantage? If I gathered enough information you could devise the perfect plan to obtain all of the mutants. TCRI will have so many mutants in reach that they are more than likely to leave the majority to your disposal.”

A long stretch of silence came before the two warriors. Karai was preparing herself for the worst. Any day could be the end so she had to be prepared.

“You have impressed me my daughter. You may proceed with the mission. I will contact TCRI.”

She let out a heavy breath of relief. That was close.

“But. You still disobeyed me. And therefore a punishment must be imposed to restore your honor.”

Karai hesitated before bowing once more. There was no point in fighting or begging for this to stop. She chose this path but she wouldn’t be foolish enough to leave it to head into the woods.

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He really let his anger out with that.

Karai hissed as she covered a bruise forming on her cheek. This was the least of her problems. She had plenty of other injuries. Plus 2 weeks of being suspended from field work.

That meant no school. No kickboxing. No hanging out with April. . . Nevermind. That still wasn’t an option until she apologized. But hey. She only had to wait 2 weeks for that awkward conversation. Yaaay

Speaking of which, Karai might as well have put her mask back on before she walked into her shared room. But no she was too tired for that and could use a discussion with Jennika no matter how restricted the seriousness of the tone could be.

She was already half way to her bed before her sister noticed her arrival. She was fiddling with her guitar. A common sign that quite the show had happened while she was gone.

“You will not believe how low Lieutenant has fallen. I saw him sparring with like 2 newbies, straight of the street, and they beat his ass so go-”

Jennika stopped mid sentence as Karai dropped to sit on her bed. Her wide smile of mischief was swapped with a look of concern melting from rage to annoyance. Jenn threw done her guitar carelessly.

“Ano meinu no musuko.” Karai’s roommate grumbled as she dug around for their first aid kit. They always made sure to have one in case of training or . . . situations. Like this.

Karai didn’t need to handle another situation right now. Especially if it put Jennika in danger. “Hey. Don’t bring my grandmother into this.”

Jenn turned her head furiously. “Unless she was like you then I don’t give a shit.”

“And if she was?” Karai playfully countered.

“Then screw me. At least she probably wasn’t half as reckless with her body as you are with yours.” Jenn flicked her forehead. Karai didn’t mind. She managed to lighten the mood.

Instead of focusing on Jenn’s poor medical technique, she started to pick that the fabric of the mattress. It was soft and firm.

. . .

“Jenn.”

Her sister hummed in response.“Thanks for breaking the tension. Felt like I was bouta choke on it.”

That got a chuckle out of both of them.

“I . . . I need you to call me a different name. When we’re out doing missions.”

“Is this because of the talk that got you and dad into this whole situation?” Jenn dramatically jestured to her face at the last bit.

Karai was honestly a little shocked. Her sister was blunt to say the least. But not usually when it came to situations. One of the few topics where she kept her opinion to herself. Karai was used to and thankful for that.

It wasn’t much of a topic one would like to discuss.

“Can we not talk about it?”

“Who said we would?”

Karai really did try not to let the feelings show but somehow they snuck onto her face. Jenn seemed to notice, seeing by the way her face detensed. She let out a frustrated sigh.

“Whatever happened, all I know is the only reason you’re here is because whatever you did that upset him was important enough to you to make you do it and find excuse to get you out.” Jenn pressed her forehead against Karai’s. “As long as you’re still smart and careful enough to keep getting out alive enough to be fixable then I don’t need to ask anything.”

Karai smiled as she leaned into her sister. “Watashi?”

“Anata.”

They sat for a while. It was dangerous to have moments like this in public. Compassion can be used easily as a tool against you in a ninja clan. Especially one as prestige as the Foot. So they saved this for their room. When they needed a place and person to let the walls fall down.

Jenn broke the silence by getting up to pick up her guitar. “So.” She clapped on the word. “What do you want me to call you? On the field?”

Karai thought about that for a minute. Looking around the room before landing on her bed. An old ichimatsu doll rested in the corner. Supposedly from her mother. She remembered blurs of being quite attached to the thing. But could never hook onto the memory of how the silky hair had become stained from blood.

“How about Miwe?”

Jenn snorted as she flopped back on her bed, guitar in her lap. “Alright! I like it. You ready to hear about what happened while you were gone now, Miwe.”

Karai chuckled at the thought of such antics. “Sure. I’ve got time to kill.”

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ONE MORE PART AND WE’RE DONE WITH THIS STORY!!! Ah I had so much fun writing the sisters ever in the Foot (yes they are sisters and no they aren’t a ship). As well as sprinkling in a little lore. Stay tuned for the last part.

Cowabunga turtle fanz!

TMNT au Writing/Sketching Prompts! ~TMNTember 2024~

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

Tottmnt/Mutant Mayhem Jennika Updated Reference Sheet

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).

Can we take a moment to give Winnie the Pooh props for starting this animation trend that people(including me) are gushing over right now?!

Cause they did their animation based off comic books

And it was REVOLUTIONARY!!

They followed in suit and based theirs off of highschool notebook sketches

And did AMAZING!!!

And people gave recognition for both of these movies. And so far most people love the Tales.

But this movie did not just one beautiful animation style based off kids novels!!!

But also an animation style based off chalkboard drawings!!!

AND NO ONE RECOGNIZED IT AS A PART OF THIS TREND?!

is everything you say in your description describe you? If so, it’s not okay to ship and do that kind of stuff. Please tell me that isn’t about you.

OH HELL NAH!

My description was basically me saying I’m against Tcest Proship and Homophobia and don’t want it to spread. I had to look this up but DNI means “Do Not Interact”(no offense but honestly it’s just disgusting to me that people do that). If you wanna learn about me you’d hafta look at my pinned/intro post.

DAMN THIS IS STUNNING AS FU-

alt version and process

Chapter 9 Part 2

Mikey was too scared to wake up. His head pounded like the Liberty Bell, with a crack just as big. Every part of his body ached. He didn’t want to go through any more of it. He hated the thought of seeing Leo go through it. He hated himself for not having the strength to go through it with him and he-

His hands were at his sides. The chains were gone.

Or at least they felt they were gone.

Oh God did he DIE?!

No. That couldn’t be it. He could still feel the pain of his very battered body. Sadly that was “good” sign that he was alive. He could feel his slow huffs of breathe and . . . a mattress? Blankets?

Where was he? Last he remembered he was talking to . . . Leo? Was he really home?

Man my head hurts.

Why was he thinking so slow? He wasn’t slow. He was the fastest of his brothers. He couldn’t be slow.

But was he home?

It felt like he had to summon every ounce of strength in his body for Mikey to open his eyes. They were all crusty and ached badly. Right. Bruised. Again.

The roof of a pipe was above him. To his left were dozens of wrestling and hockey posters as well as sticky notes (Wait he recognized that handwriting). To his right was . . . Raph?

There, right next to him, with his head buried in arms crossed over the edge of the mattress, was Raph. Mikey was home. The joy flooded through him so quickly he almost felt like crying. Don’t cry! Just say something.

“Ra-ngh.” Shell his head hurt so bad. Merely thinking made him want to puke. So he hissed and clicked in annoyance and pain.

But that was enough to get Raph’s attention. “Mike.” He sounded a little confused as he woke up. But laying his eyes on his awake brother replaced the tiredness with excitement in mere seconds. “Mikey!”

Before Mikey could respond, Raph pulled his little brother into one of his signature hugs. It felt so good. Mikey forgot how good this felt. He wrapped his arms around his older brother and nuzzled his snout as far as it could go into the embrace. He never wanted it to end.

. . . until he did.

Raph rested his head on top Mikey’s and the moment of joy ended. Mikey pulled back harshly as the agony of his injury returned. “Oh shit! Sorry I forgot you’re still healing.” Raph moved his hands to awkwardly pat him on the shoulder.

Mikey let short groan as he gripped the back of his head. A thick cap of bandages were wrapped securely on the back of his skull. As he brought his hands in front of him he sat that they were speckled with bandaids. “Wha happnd.”

Mikey’s slogging brain was starting to make him run short on patience. Man this headache SUCKS.

“Well when we got you back, it got a little . . . chaotic to say the least.” Raph started out slowly, rechecking over the bandages that Mikey know realized were his handy work. “At first Donnie wanted to get you two to the hospital but Leo just started panicking. Going on and on about those assholes finding you again and it not being safe. And it’s so annoying cause-”

“Wait. Us two? Is Leo ok?! Did the-”

“Don’t worry. He’s fine.” Raph repositioned himself so that Mikey could see the oldest in his bed. Sound asleep. Safe. “A little banged up and bruised but fine. He was just being-” Raph stopped and thought for a moment before continuing. “Difficult. About sleeping before you could wake up.”

Mikey immediately understood. Leo’s anxiety was pretty bad sometimes during normal days. After something like this . . . Mikey felt like part of him found even more understanding for that now.

“You know he can’t help it, right?” That was probably pretty stupid. Raph was his twin. Of course he would know. What Mikey meant was to make sure he understood.

There was a moment of silence before Raph responded.

“Yeah. Yeah I know. It’s just-he needed his rest just as much as you did.” Just as he said that Mikey started to sway, barely being caught by Raph. “Scratch that. As much as you do.”

“What! Come on. I just woke up.” Mikey scrunched up his face into a very not fussy frownie face. With his arms crossed over his chest, he firmly leaned further into his older brother. He might be grumpy but his still missed his brothers.

Speaking of he was missing one. “Where’s Donnie?”

Raph seemed to be done with his inspection of Mikey’s bandages. “He’s on the phone with April in the den. They’re trying to figure out more about the-um y’know. The guys who attacked us.”

Mikey’s face melted at the thought of those people. In fact his whole body melted into Raph. His hands moved rhythmaticly up and down his arms over the many bandaids on them. Why did they do all of this? Why did it hurt so bad? Why am I still so scared?

“But they’re gone right?” Mikey could barely make out the sound of his own voice. He felt his throat close.

Suddenly his heart started pounding in his ears. The panic and shock smacked into his body. He could feel himself trembling as he squeezed his arms. His breathing was so quick and short it felt like it wasn’t there.

Air started fleeing from his grasp only to he replaced by a feeling of dread. It felt like the gentlest touch could break that glass cage he was in. Sending the broken shards into him.

“Mikey.”

Mikey yelped at the sudden sound. His body popped into his shell so fast Raph had to catch it before it fell. Keep it together. Stop falling apart. Why am I falling apart? It’s over now. Stop being so stupid.

The flashes of pain from his injuries in the usually secure space did nothing to help his panic. His breath was still way too quick. Everything was scream at him that he had to run. To hide. To-

Mikey felt a soft hand rubbing the top of his shell.

“It’s ok Mike. They’re all gone now. No one’s gonna hurt you.” Raph took a break, stopping his hand to rest on Mikey’s shell. “I’ll never let them do that to you again.”

Mikey popped his head back out of his shell. His other limbs followed in suit as he turned to Raph. “Really?”

Raph’s face morphed into his casual smugness. “Hell yeah. None of us will.”

Much to Mikey’s surprise he started laughing. “Man that was so corny.”

“Not half as corny as Leo though.”

Mikey couldn’t help the giggles that erupted. “No offense but I feel like that’s impossible.”

Raph joined in his laughter before a very groggy groan sounded from the other side of the room. “I have the subtle feeling that I have just been insulted.”

“Leo!”

“Mikey? Oh my god! Mikey!”

Leo seemed to speed across the room like his life depended on it. Mikey almost fell backwards by how hard his big brother slammed into him, wrapping him in a warm embrace. He squeezed back mindful of his injuries and the bruises on Leo’s arms. He felt tears slip from the corners of his eyes, while Leo’s landed on his head. “Thank God you’re ok.” His big brother whispered.

Mikey leaned further into the hug. “You too.” He whispered back.

After a few moments, heavy footsteps could be heard walking in from the den. The curtain opened to reveal a very groggy Donnie. Glasses croaked and coffee(that he probably shouldn’t have been having) in hand. “Guys. Try not to be so loud. We don’t wanna wake up Mi-”

“Hi Dee!” Mikey felt his full smile spread across his face for what felt like the first time in ages. It felt soo good.

The mug fell it the floor with a clunk. And suddenly Donnie was koala bear hugging Mikey. His immediate older brother’s shoulders rose and fell stiffly. Mumbles were muffled in the tight embrace but Mikey understood perfectly. “Missed you too Dee.”

Leo and Raph joined in and Mikey could finally enjoy the moment that he oh so desperately needed. Had it really only been- wait how long had it been? Whatever. He chose to ignore those thoughts and enjoy the moment. Answers would come in a bit.

Happiness like this needed to be cherished now.

After a while Donnie was the one to break the silence with his many many many questions. “How are you feeling? Do you feel warm? Cold maybe? Do you remember what happened? How many fingers am I holding up? When’s our birthday? Are you comfy?”

“Wow. Wait to ruin the moment Dee.” Mikey spoke through the hands smushing his cheeks.

“Sorry! It’s just-”

Mikey gave his brothers shell firm pats. “I know Dee. Don’t worry. I’m ok now.”

He truly was ok now that he was with his family. Well at least some of his family. “Where’s Dad?”

“Oh he went to a few stores with Scumbug.” Leo said rubbing the back of his neck. “They wanted to get you some medicine and stuff. It’s actually kinda good that he’s not here because he’s started acting a little different.”

Raph snorted. “Different is one way to say it.” Donnie broke into held back giggles whilst Mikey was non the wiser to whatever this whole situation was.

“What? What is he doing?”

Donnie took a break from his giggles for a moment. “He’s started speaking in Vermin for Scumbug.”

Mikey thought for a moment. Wait Vermin? As in- OH MI GOSH!

Mikey let out a short burst of laughter. “Whhahut?”

“You heard the turtle.” Raph chimed in wrapping arm around the younger’s shoulders. “Dad’s gone so head over heels for Scumbug that he’s speaking in clicks and squeaks.”

“Hey. I think it’s kind of endearing.” Donnie said.

“Says the guy whose best tutor in dating is Avatar the Last Airbender.”

Mikey laughed at his brothers’ antics as Donnie flicked Raph in the snout. A yawn escaped from the smallest turtle. And of course Leo immediately kicked into big brother mode. “Come on you two knock it off. Mikey needs his rest.”

“What?! I just woke up!”

“Yeah but your body is still healing.”

Raph chimed in. “Look in the mirror, Leo. So are you.”

That shut Leo up pretty quick. Raph was right judging by the bruises that covered the oldest, but they weren’t the only ones in need of some good RnR.

Raph had some pretty ghastly bags under his eyes and Donnie looked he just pulled 3 all-nighters in a row(Mikey should know since he was the only one who found out that he did it before). The youngest pondered on the situation for a moment before finding the perfect solution.

“Turtle pile?”

Leo and Donnie looked up in surprise before turning to their red cross, Raph. The fiery brother thought it over before answering(a rare move for the turtle). “As long as he’s on top and we’re mindful of his head then I’m down.”

“Diddo.” Donnie responded.

Soon enough they were all in their respective spots. Other than Leo and Mikey of course who got the rare luxury of the top. Donnie begrudgingly agreed to do the middle only because he didn’t want bottom, which was always Raph’s spot due to his size anyway. The youngest was safely tucked under Leo’s out stretched arm.

Whoever made this happen, thank you. Thank you so so much.

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FINALLY!!! THE FLUFF!!! Sorry for this being a tad bit long and dragged out but I’m saving the next to parts for a certain queen. Not gonna lie this chapter took a turn throughout the time I was writing it but I’m happy with how it turned out. Hope y’all like it(even though this is ending like a month too late).

Cowabunga turtle fanz!

let your moots tell you which one you are!!!

:3

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JUSTICE FOR MS. KATRI!!!

I really like her character so far. Even though she’s only in one episode, we get to learn about how big of an impact she had on helping the turtles. Cause trust me it’s hard enough paying for groceries in a stable home with a paying job and one kid. So doing that with no job and 4 kids plus the cousins and Peter has got to be quite the challenge. She reminds me of Murakami from 2k12 Tmnt. It would be cool if she showed up in later episodes to help out more.

(Ps I get that she’s in love with Harold and it’s a cute ship and this could just be how they show affection but she deserves a little less time playing damsel in distress to show she’s in love with him)

Edit: is it Katri or Khatri? Someone please tell me in the comments.

Success!

The question:

The answer:

My reaction:

a a sledgehammer you say???

Tottmnt Karai Updated Reference Sheet

Casey Twins<<< Lita May<<Venus De Milo<Jennika> Joana Jones

It’s Karai’s time to shine!

(I don’t have her mutant snake form made yet but I will try to get around to it)

I tried to intertwine snake like details into her design as a kind of foreshadowing to her mutation(via her chest plate and oni mask⬇️)

Her white hair streaks due to Karais mutation(not gray hair). They grow out a little more in her post arc design because A, at this point she has some what mastered the ability to change back and forth on command and B, she no longer has the need to hide her mutant side. In her post arc she is also leader of a new foot(very similar to 2012 Karai). She no longer dones her armor because like Mustang Sally her mutated skin is almost impenetrable.

If you’ve been reading my fanfic The Difference Between the Appearance, you know that her weapons are her twin wakizashi. A symbol of a warriors physical strength, social status, loyalty, discipline, honor, and,most importantly, the samurai way of life. It is found to be most significant in its connection to the samurai code of honor bashido. Where when faced with an act of dishonor, the wakizashi is used to preform seppuko- a ritual suicide. Ironically Karai would never commit such an act unlike the one who doned her the blades to prevent her from stepping out of line. The Shredder aka her father. As you can see I choose this weapon because it not only represents many aspects of her character but also the growth and hardships of said character.

(I kinda speed drew this)

That’s all I got for this post without repeating anything. Her full storyline and the storyline of the Hamatos and Foot here. Link is already above for my fic somewhat starring her and Mikey. Otherwise hope y’all like this and stay tuned for Jennika.

Cowabunga turtle fanz!

(Ps sorry about the crappy quality of the pics hopefully tapping them will fix that for now)

Yay or nay to profile pic

(Ps it’s a picrew made image)

🥺give him your love and respect pwease

GREGORY MY BOY!!!!!

Please like him, he is silly boy.

Something possessed me a while back to practice angst expressions by torturing Tottmnt Mikey and Donnie

Version of Donnie with cannon blood color

Awww who is this wittle guy Leo?