Okay, this is going to take some explanation.

About two years ago, I was having some serious anxiety issues that was making it very hard for me to sleep at night, and in an act of absolute desperation, I ended up marathoning the 2012 Turtles series (which at that point was on hiatus, right about Parasitica.) And I fell in love with it. I’d never been a Turtles fan, but I loved the more complex characterization and the amazing voice work. But it was on hiatus and now I had nothing to do again. Which is about the time I found the Tumblr RP blogs. I didn’t have a tumblr at the time, but I loved the  leaderinblue saga and all the amazing stories that came out of it.

One of the ones that caught my interest the most was the Rule 63 AU universe and the escapades of Leanardo, Raphaella, Donatella and Michaelangela. Especially partytimeangie who was just too cute for words. I started some fanart, but I really wasn’t posting much of anything on my deviantart at that time, and most of it along with this picture got misplaced. But I found this tonight, and finished inking it because I really did like the way it looked.

And because these are some of the RP blogs that made me want to get back into RPing again.

And because Angie is the cutest ohmigosh.

This is so cute! I love it!!!!!

Me too, OMG!  They’re perfect!

This is so incredibly sweet, I’m so touched!! ;w; Thank you so so much, they’re so precious.

wow this is so cute!!! look at the babiesss

Frida Kahlo

Edgar Allan Poe

TMNT 2003 s3 ep21 “Same as it Never Was” Redesign of the Turtles in the 2012 style, just for fun. :D (in the last version I shamelessly copy-pasted a screenshot from the cartoon for the background, just to create some atmosphere) What do you think?

Della Hicks-Wilson

Happenstance

Naturally defensive, Ella planted her feet and stared hard at Lea, broad shoulders set. She wanted to be immovable— she was immovable— just in case. And even if her sister couldn’t see the intensity of her glare, she wanted her to feel it.

Of course, within five minutes of meeting again and Lea was already deep-set in her ‘holier than thou’ attitude. Ella recognized the tone of voice and the stance she took—all signs of her usual disapproving demeanor that Ella just couldn’t escape. It had been years, hell, she was well into adulthood and still found herself on the receiving end of it.

Noting this did nothing to ease her temper. “See me? Really? Find a better choice of words.” Childish, sure, but unlike her sister, Ella never claimed to be above it all.

She worked her jaw, grudgingly accepting fact: August had called her here, not Lea. At the very least she could respect him. “Does he have a good reason for callin’ us here? I’ve got more important things to do than stomach bein’ around my mother’s killer.”

Lea’s eyes narrowed dangerously, and she tilted her head in Ella’s direction. "He has a very good reason, I can tell you that.” She said through gritted teeth. Forget telling her, Lea was just going to let Ella find out herself. Let her wander about in the dark for a while longer until Donna showed up. She couldn’t care less, right now.

Not after that comment.

"And how dare you continue to keep that over my head?” She continued, her voice low, “It’s been years. I am not going to apologize for following her orders to save your sorry neck, and everyone else’s.”

Ella's hands itched for her sai. She shoved them deep within her pockets, reminding herself she was here for August. She could hold out a little longer for him. 

Reasonable thought got a little harder after Lea's rebuttal: the same garbage she'd been spitting for years. Always the same excuse, and it drove Ella a little bit madder with each repetition. 

"You think this -- you think being alive without Splinter still counts as living? You think you saved me?" Ella spat venomously. 

"You're right -- it's been years, and every second of every day all I can think about is that we could've saved her." Her voice crackled magnificently, partially from her years of smoking, partially from the fact that she was seconds away from snapping. "We could've saved her, but you let her die!"

"Tempting," Katsumi mused, rising out of his crouch on the billboard’s ledge above her, "but I have a better idea." Sliding his blade free, he suddenly disappeared in a cloud of smoke, only to reappear behind her, driving his sword at her head. "Why don’t I just mount your shell in my mother’s throne room?" 

Momentarily thrown off by his sudden disappearing act, Ella took a few hasty steps away from the edge of his sword, her eyes wide as she stared down the blade. As soon as she regained her balance, she glared hard at him and quickly snatched her sai from her belt.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she asked. She twirled both sai around her palms with her fingers and snorted. "Tell you what: why don't you run along and tell your mommy to go screw herself, then we'll call it even. Deal?"

Happenstance

As if she couldn’t hate this base more, as if she wasn’t already in the worst mood, the icing on the cake stood not ten feet in front of her. She heard Lea before she saw her, but as soon as she caught sight of her sister, Ella stopped dead in her tracks.

Anger flared instantly within her, so acute and so strong she could actually taste it on her tongue. “Ohh, sorry, Leanardo” she said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Forgive my lack of punctuality— if I’d known you were goin’ to be here, I wouldn’t have shown up at all!”

Lea’s eyes narrowed, but she made no other movement towards her sister. Already, Ella couldn’t keep a lid on her temper. Typical.

"Nice to see you, too." Lea said flatly, folding her arms over her chest. Ella smelled like she had just been outside. Fire, ash, among… other things, and it all clung to the old jacket she wore.

"And August wanted us both here, so just deal with it for now.” She continued. It was painfully obvious that Ella wasn’t aware of what was going on. August had kept them both in the dark, she realized with another twinge of annoyance. There could be better ways to plan a so-called family reunion…

Lea could just imagine Ella in her mind’s eye. Jaw clenched, probably her hands, too. Leaning a bit forward with her shoulders squared. Her eye boring into her accusingly. Oh, how that would make Lea angry before the accident.

It was times like these that having no sight had its perks.

Naturally defensive, Ella planted her feet and stared hard at Lea, broad shoulders set. She wanted to be immovable-- she was immovable-- just in case. And even if her sister couldn't see the intensity of her glare, she wanted her to feel it.

Of course, within five minutes of meeting again and Lea was already deep-set in her 'holier than thou' attitude. Ella recognized the tone of voice and the stance she took--all signs of her usual disapproving demeanor that Ella just couldn't escape. It had been years, hell, she was well into adulthood and still found herself on the receiving end of it.

Noting this did nothing to ease her temper. "See me? Really? Find a better choice of words." Childish, sure, but unlike her sister, Ella never claimed to be above it all.

She worked her jaw, grudgingly accepting fact: August had called her here, not Lea. At the very least she could respect him. "Does he have a good reason for callin' us here? I've got more important things to do than stomach bein' around my mother's killer."

Sensei hugs!