Donnie is super hard for me to draw, particularly with his accessories, so I did some more studies. This time they're centered around him. I'll try to share some of the stuff I noticed.
I'm not exactly sure how much I learned, but I think I got something out of it lol.
One of the ways I figured out to draw his head was similar to Raph's circle, where it's just an oval with extra steps. The eye line is on the center of the oval, and his snout is just a little below the eye line. The jaw connects to the bottom of the oval. The sides of his head go straight up the oval to the top, and connect. Alternatively, you can make his head a circle and extend the jaw/snout downwards, with his head and such still following a similar shape.
The start of the goggles is like an ear's, with the top of the round part directly on the eye line. Goggle ears.
Donnie's body is built using angular tube like shapes. Different to Raph's, they're far longer and slimmer. He's built tall and lanky. His palms and base of his feet are built with polygons.
His knee and arm pads still perplex me, but I think they extend forward and away from the joint. They follow the shape of the lower outside limb then extend past it, connecting back to the rest.
His battle shall has two main parts, being the frame and then the actual outer part. It's like the other's carapace's, but with harsher separations and boxier. The upper part of his plaston dips at the same point as his shell.
His plastron also doesn't have that bump right below the upper plastoron the other turtles do. It's smooth. His plastron follows a similarly boxy shape similar to Mikey, thought with harsher edges.
In conclusion, Donnie is tall, long, has a lot of squarer shape language, and a bunch of really confusing to draw accessories.
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(9) Back to Square One
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Hello and welcome back! Things are bad and getting worse as usual. I don’t have much to say, I think the mess speaks for itself.
Enjoy!
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Between Virgil being missing, Roman’s ever increasing rage, and the weird smug smile that Janus had been wearing for the last few days, Patton was at the end of his rope.
If Logan wasn't avoiding Patton before he definitely was now, ignoring all of the latter’s attempts at contact over the weekend and leaving him stranded with an agitated Roman.
Patton loved his roommate, he really did, but Roman was stressing him out even more than he already was—and it was starting to become too much.
“What use is campus police if they won’t even investigate!” Roman was yelling, pacing long lines from the dorm door to the windows. “He’s been gone far longer than 48 hours and they have turned up squat!”
“You have to give them time, Roman.” Patton sighed, sitting on the bed and listening to the same rant for the fourth—fifth? sixth?—time. “This is awful, but… you know. They're… busy.”
It's not that he didn't understand—he was just as angry and scared and upset about Virgil being missing—but he was so tired of being angry and scared and upset.
“They're useless.” Roman continued, barely listening. “I may as well search this entire campus myself!”
Patton’s attention was drifting, his laptop open on the bed beside him but discarded and his phone charging nearby. “Okay.”
“And oh boy, if that snake shows his face in front of me this week, my rage will make Lyssa blush!”
“If you say so.” Patton mumbled, staring down at his hands. Roman’s words were blurring together.
“This is the worst!” Roman declared, finally stopping in his incessant pacing and throwing his hands in the air. “Everything is awful and I'm angry!”
Patton nodded distantly, completely unfocused. “Yeah.”
By the time Monday rolled around Patton wasn't looking forward to his classes, for the first time dreading his astronomy class. Every step up the stairs was heavier than the last, Patton nearly turning around and leaving several times—though he ended up in front of the classroom door all the same. A small spark of relief cut through his panic, though, when he saw Logan sitting at his desk. Normally he would be in a discussion with the professor, another student, or Janus—who strangely was nowhere to be found—to avoid talking to Patton.
Patton tentatively stepped into the classroom, internally lighting up as Logan turned to him and stood up to greet him.
“Hello. Are you here for Stars, Galaxies, and Cosmos class designation 1060-10462?” Logan asked, Patton’s hopes crumbling in his chest at the flat words.
What… is he talking about?
“...what?” Patton chuckled awkwardly in an attempt to relieve the tension that only he seemed to be feeling, trying not to panic. “Don't be silly, you… you already know that I am. What are you talking about?”
Logan nodded, the action uncharacteristically mechanical. “That is good to hear. My name is Logan, and I’ll be your ATA for this semester.”
“Logan, what are you…?” Patton stared, hoping for Logan to be joking or even just momentarily malfunctioning—though something deep in his stomach knew better. “What happened to you?”
“I'm afraid I am unsure as to what you are talking about.” Logan’s apology was lifeless, his unblinking digital eyes unfeeling. “I'm quite alright.”
“But you— it’s— it's me, Patton, I—” Patton was desperate, his panic growing as he reached out to grab Logan—only for the latter to step back and cut him off.
“It's nice to meet you, Patton. Feel free to find an open seat.”
Tears were misting in the corners of Patton’s eyes, his hands falling uselessly back to his sides. “Why don't you recognize me…?”
“Am I supposed to?”
“Yes! You— I— We—!” None of his words were coming out right, choking off in the sob barely contained in the back of his throat. “Did none of it… mean anything to you? Can you really just… forget that all so easily?”
“I’m terribly sorry if I’ve done something to offend you.” Logan seemed a little more sincere, but something about it felt… wrong. “But I do not believe we have met prior.”
“We… we were going to chart the stars.” Patton said miserably, sniffing hard to try and keep the tears from finally overflowing. When Logan just stared at him, confusion unchanged, he tried again with, “Andromeda, you said.”
“That would be impossible.” Logan shook his head, all that was left of Patton’s relief shattering into a swirl of murky heartbreak. “How and why would we attempt to travel in space like that?”
Patton nodded a little, wiping at his eyes as he turned away. “...Please excuse me.”
In an instant he dashed back out of the classroom, leaving Logan standing alone in the doorway.
“Oh—!” Logan exclaimed mostly to himself, watching until Patton was completely out of sight. He blinked a few times, before turning back towards his desk. “How odd.”
Having seen the entire exchange, Professor Sanders came jogging up to Logan as soon as Patton was gone.
“Logan, what happened?” He asked, concerned. He knew that those two had been spending a lot of time together, having been the one to approve Logan’s request for out of class time in the first place. “Did Patton say where he was going?”
“No.” Logan shook his head, before shrugging. “I simply introduced myself and he seemed rather upset.”
“...what?” The professor trailed off, now mostly confused. “What do you mean?”
“I asked if he was here for this class—Stars, Galaxies, and Cosmos class designation 1060-10462—and he got upset.” Logan explained plainly, one hand coming up to adjust his glasses. “I'm afraid I don't understand the problem.”
“Someone in tech must've messed up and reset you.” The professor sighed in heavy annoyance, pinching at the bridge of his nose. “Could someone make sure Logan makes it to Dr. Villarehal’s lab, please?”
Patton was running blindly through the halls, partially blinded by his tears.
Does Logan really not remember anything?
Is everything really gone?
After all they'd been through, Patton just couldn't handle the flat out rejection—stumbling as he heard Logan’s dismissive voice over and over again in his head.
I don't believe we’ve met? That would be impossible? What… happened to him?
Patton came to an abrupt stop as he ran face first into someone, who steadied him gently by the shoulders. He looked up to apologize but the words died in his throat as he found himself staring into familiar green eyes.
“Oh, dear.” Janus said softly, letting go of Patton as soon as he tried to pull away. “What ever could have happened to make you so upset?”
“No, Janus, I—” Patton shook his head, though his resolve to keep running was completely gone. His legs wobbled underneath him again as another sob threatened to break out, Janus catching him before he could fall.
“Oh, shh.” He shushed softly, pulling Patton into a light hug. “Just come here.”
Patton tried again to pull away, but it was weaker this time.
He did really need a hug.
Janus smiled in understanding, letting Patton fall back against his chest and tightening his arms just a little. “It’s alright, darling. Let it all out.”
“But I—” Patton’s last protest was barely audible, cutting himself off as he finally let himself continue crying.
“No one will fault you for this, so let me be there for you right now.” Janus continued, rubbing small circles onto Patton’s back. “Clearly something has happened, and you need this.”
Patton hated how comforting and soft the words were, letting himself sink into the hug to relish in its warmth.
Maybe just this once, it would be okay. He needed all the comfort he could get.
However, Patton was buried too deep in the hug to notice the widening smirk on Janus’ face as he continued to mumble comforting words to the crying boy.
Yeah… all according to plan.
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HOW DO REBLOGS WORK? 🤔
this is tea for new tumblr users about how REBLOGS work. they're different from retweets in some important ways.
RETWEETS
[IMG ID: a retweet featuring Lady Gaga]
retweets are an extension of the original tweet that is to say:
they only exist as long as the original tweet exists
you can only retweet a single tweet once
they take the place of your own tweet, meaning they can clog up your feed
they can sometimes SPAM the original tweeter with notifications and thus be a bit annoying
REBLOGS
[IMG ID: an image showing where the reblog button is on a tumblr post]
reblogs are their own post separate from the original:
they are a COPY of the original post, now posted on your own blog
you can reblog the same post, including your own post, infinitely
they will live on even if the original post is DELETED
they are considered your own post and therefore do not clog up your feed
the original poster has control over whether they continue to get notifications for them
reblogs are an essential part of tumblr culture
you share things you like with your audience and give each other a boost by reblogging. it's normal and expected to reblog a ton on tumblr.
this is why tumblrinas are annoyed that new people quote "don't reblog". reblogging is considered good tumblr etiquette.
this structure devalues likes
because reblogging is considered normal (and is also considered the way to share posts with your own followers), likes have less value on tumblr.
your post becoming super popular can therefore be hell for you
your post will become a mummified version of itself, getting reblogs, likes and shares forever. if this happens and your notes are making you want to die simply delete your original post. your content will live on without you, in infinite bliss.
a note on tags
when you reblog, the tags from the original post don't stick with it unless you check a box that says "keep original tags":
sometimes keeping the original tags is ok
other times, the original tags will include things like "my art", or other personal tags used on the original posters blog to denote their own posts. reblogging with these tags can be confusing for your followers and theirs
generally, i would recommend adding your own tags or simply omitting them. reblogs are for sharing, so unless you think there's a tag that hasn't seen the post for some reason, the original tag should do the job of sharing it.
the original post will continue to collect notes (unless it is deleted, at which point each reblog will individually collect notes), which means by reblogging you not only make your own post sharing the content, but the original also gets a boost.
[IMG ID: tumblr tags with helpful names - the first 5 tags feature game of thrones content, and the rest explain that after the first 5 tags the rest are only for search and personal blog organization]
you can comment on reblogs (similar to quote tweets)
on twitter, you can "quote retweet" a post to add context or more information. on tumblr, you reblog the post and add some text of your own. tumblr lets you choose if this text goes on the top or the bottom of the reblogged post.
this means that reblog chains are common (where a bunch of people add something in each reblog and you get a long chain of edits).
this means that sometimes you will see multiple reblogs at different stages of the chain on your dash. people will comment and add context, text IDs for visually impaired or deaf folks, opinions, anything you can think of. it's cool!
[IMG ID: nesting tumblr reblogs in the old style - the reblogs discuss punching a child for various amounts of money]
you can also comment in the tags
want to comment on a reblogged post without the intensity of adding text? say something in the tags!
on tumblr you can write tags as long as you want, with spaces. it's NOT GOOD to add unrelated tags when they're meant for sorting and organizing (i.e. don't add #art if it's not art), but you CAN write stupid long tags that no one would search for to leave a little note for your followers or the original poster.
I HOPE THIS HELPS!
you should reblog this post, as practice, totally as practice. and, also, add a note so i can see what you think of it, or maybe if you have a question or something to add.
HAPPY TUMBLRING
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