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Note: Mikey’s food is usually great, just stay away from his ‘new recipes’ if you like your taste buds -❤️🐢
Based on uh certain experiences
I don't think we'll be accepting any consumables from now on
(Donnie's comment about learning about sharing is sort of based on this post from last year)
#bean babbles#answered asks#kaysdenofchaos#my art#tmnt#tmnt 2018#2018 tmnt#tmnt 2k18#2k18 tmnt#rottmnt#rottmnt donnie#rottmnt donatello#tmnt donnie#tmnt donatello#i had so much fun drawing your mikey kayden hes so shaped
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Ummmmm, idk. They just reminded me of this and I was bored. This was fun to draw :)
@kaysdenofchaos & @cupcakeslushie
#TMMT#cupcakeslushie#EW au#kaysdenofchaos#TMNT Donatello#TMMT Leonardo#TMMT Michelangelo#TMMT Raphael#EW Leonardo#EW Donatello#EW Michelangelo#EW Raphael#baxter stockman
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@kaysdenofchaos tmmt Donnie! I really like his vibes. 💜
#teenage meddling mutant turtles#tmnt au#fanart#kaysdenofchaos#I have been wanting to draw him for a while#hehe!#matchart#drawing#for fun!
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Do you know Battle Scars AU by @kaysdenofchaos??
Learn more about the AU by clicking here!!
Reminder!! Submissions are open!! You can use the submission form or the asks!! ^^
Submission Note: :3 hope ya having a wonderful day 💜 🐢
Hope you too!! -☆
#Battle Scars AU#kaysdenofchaos#rottmnt#tmnt#tmnt au#polls#do you know this tmnt au?#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt au#not polls#poll of the day#daily polls
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Got THE coolest stickers for my laptop courtesy of @kaysdenofchaos
Got these on presale cuz I don’t have any TMNT stickers and I NEEDED Rise ones, so who else to go to than one of my favorite TMNT artists?
#rottmnt#save rise of the tmnt#tmnt#unpause rise of the tmnt#rottmnt leo#rottmnt leonardo#tmnt fanart#kaysdenofchaos
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Collecting tmnt Tim iterations like pokemon cards
#I've got....#Cupcakeslushie#pinetreevillain#probably-not-a-rutabaga#kaysdenofchaos#I need more#I'm gonna draw them all eventually
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A Drive Home: Lapse Arc.
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Angelo stumbles out of the bar bathroom, bandana clenched in his fist. God, his hair’s a mess. He rubs his wrist against his mouth with an irritated grunt– one step at a time, Angie, he hears mind Raph echo. “Oh shut up,” he murmurs.
“Angel?”
Buh..? As the box turtle steps forward, his snout makes contact with weighty fabric and fur. He looks up- woah. This dude’s tallll. Mumbling out an apology, Angie tries to scoot around, but the yokai blocks him. A deep, husky voice enters his ears. Not in a screechy, painful way, but with flow: like a nice shot of shitty ass whiskey.
“You haven’t been ‘round in a while,” the man says. “I thought you went sober or somethin'.”
Blinking blearily up at the yokai, he takes a look at the face that seemed to know his own. Oh– it’s the hyena bartender. Crud. He stammers a little, a small embarrassed flush rising to his cheeks. “I-I- uh.. I don’t- you know, I just-..."
‘Bartender Guy’ raises a brow at Angelo, who stands there wobbling and shuffling in his spot. Mikey only barely registers his sigh. The bartender places a hand on the turtle's shoulder. "Look, I get it. I see this kinda thing happen all the time. Those guys? Your friends? They're drunks, man. And when you hang out with drunks, you gotta also get drunk."
Angelo stares down and clutches his hands into loose fists. Ah yes, shoes. How interesting, mmhm. He blinks rapidly as he feels the sting of tears, and his lips wobble. The turtle takes in a shaky breath, raising a fist to scrub at his eyes. “I’m tryin.. I’m tryna b-be better, I s-swear..”
The hyena grimaces, his hand leaving Angelo's shoulder. "Oh- no. I didn't mean-" He sighs again, glancing away for a moment. The bartender opens his jaws to speak, but he's cut off by the turtle.
"I don't- I dunno why I'm h-here.." Angelo hiccups in between his words, his speech slurring from how wasted he'd gotten, "I shouldn't ha-have.. come here… I'm so stu-stupid. I jus.. I jus wanted friends.."
Bartender Guy purses his lips, "Hey, no, you're not stupid-" Angelo whines, cutting him off again. "Noo..! They're gonna be so- so mad at me..!"
"Who? Your friends?"
"No! My brothers! I promise.. promised! I wouldn't dri-.. drink anymore..! They're gonna hate me… Buh-" Angelo stumbles a little, a hand shooting up to stabilize himself against the wall. Then he leans against the bartender, hiding his embarrassed, flushed, and tearful face in that nice, clean button-up. Bartender Guy stares down at Angelo for a moment, his hand landing on top of the turtle's head. He then looks away, around the corner to the bar where Angelo's so-called 'friends' laughed and drank.
"I jus wanna go home…" Muffled against his shirt, Angelo mumbles, sniffling quietly. A moment passes before there's a gentle pat on Angelo's head, and the bartender whispers down to him. "Hey.. How ‘bout I drive you home? I’m supposed to be clocking out soon anyway.”
Angelo wobbles a little as he leans back to look up at him, "But.. the guys..-" "Don't worry about them, I’ll handle it."
The turtle stares up at him for a second, before sniffling with a slight nod as he rubs his eyes again. The bartender gives him a small sympathetic nod and a pat on the shoulder. Angelo sways a bit as he makes his way to the door, then sits on the steps leading out to the street.
Sitting in the cool and calmer air of the Hidden City, Angelo attempts to take a deep breath. With a whimper, he crosses his arms over his knees and rests his head on them. In his hand still rests the mask he usually ties his hair up with, his thumb idly rubbing the fabric.
He was so stupid. He knew he made a promise, and he broke it anyway. He broke it anyway.. Stupid, stupid promises. “Stupid, st-stupid Angelo.”
Angelo closes his eyes, letting his mind be carried by the quiet sensations of the city night. Though it still bustled, it was still much quieter than the streets of Manhattan. Quieter than the screams of war and fallen angels.
He likes the quiet.
A gentle pat lays itself on his backside. One eye opens lazily towards Bartender Guy. “I’m back,” he says. He left? “Your pals said bye, and that they hope you get home safe.”
Angelo hums, feeling slightly better. At least for the meantime. “Mmmm.. I suppose that dep-pendss on you, Mister.”
Bartender Guy huffs out a laugh– after so long, he was already used to his ex-regular’s behavior. “Yessir. Now- let’s get ya home.”
He helps Angelo up, letting the shorter man lean on his figure all the way to the car. It’s nothing grand, being your average five-person vehicle. Comfy. Sliding right into shotgun, he sinks into the cool leather, head tipped back. He weakly blows at the threads of hair sticking to his blushed cheeks.
As the sound of the driver seat’s door closing and the engine revving up fills his ears, he yanks at his sleeves, hoping to relieve himself from the heat of his hoodie. His impaired motor skills prove the act to be a struggle, the hoodie latching on too snuggly on his shell.
The hyena glances over to his passenger while backing onto the road. “Do you.. Need help?”
Angelo growls. Bartender Guy raises his free hand in playful surrender. By the time the hoodie successfully plops off his form and onto his lap, the two yokai were freely riding down Hidden City streets.
Angelo’s head buzzes, his bartender friend’s words coming out as static. He pulls out his phone in a daze. There on his screen were multiple notifications of people worrying over him... Maybe he should update on his location? That’s what a sober person does he thinks.
With two hands, the turtle navigates his way through his disorganized phone to his camera, taking a photo of the car and his lap. Click. He wasn’t sure if it was the car shaking or his hands shaking, but either way, the picture came out good enough. The blurry lights outside looked pretty– like strokes from a painting.
His eyes still fixated on the phone’s camera, he tilts it to his left, towards the driver. Through the lens of the camera, Angelo watches his relaxed form, his eyes calmly looking at the road ahead. He was… huh. The car slows down as it reaches a stoplight.
Click.
Bartender Guy, to Angelo’s surprise, glances over to the phone, noticing the photo taken. Angelo’s fixation on the phone breaks, and he glances up to the Bartender Guy– at the same time, Bartender Guy looks up at him as well. They stare at each other.
The bartender gives a bashful smile. “Um.. What are you doing?”
Angelo, for the second time that night, looks away embarrassed. He quickly goes to hide the phone, which results in the cell laying sweetly on the car floor. “What are.. you, doin, huh?” he retorts.
The man wiggles his fingers on the wheel. “Driving?”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Dang, I’ve done been got.”
Angelo smiles, quietly laughing to himself. His smile lasts only for a moment though, as he gazes down at his mask. His brothers fill his thoughts again.
He murmurs, “Stupid, stupid Angelo.”
“..Don’t call yourself that.”
Angelo’s eyes widen. He hadn’t expected the man to hear that. He turns his head towards Bartender Guy, whose eyes were back on the road but had a firm frown. Oh.. Did he make him upset? “I’m s orry..”
He shakes his head. “The only one you gotta feel sorry for is yourself, man.”
The turtle furrows his eyebrows. No, but that’s not right.. “No.. not, not right..”
“Not. Right?”
“Not right.” His head tips up and down. “I broke.. A promise.”
“Angel-”
“Angels don’t break promises.” He looks at his hands, tracing the phantom cracks. “Misstter.”
Bartender Guy goes quiet, letting Angelo ramble. The turtle continues.
“Angelsss.. are supposed to be good! Unstoppable forces! Nooo flaws or weird kinda-demon possessions or deep unress-solvved issues. Whatsoever!” His hands nonsensically flap in the air.
“I’m s’pposed to be an angel, y’know? Comes in the name. In the jobbb. In the war. Not that you know anythin’ bout the war, haha. I dunno if anyone I even know here died or survived then.” A part of him knew he shouldn’t even be talking about the war, but no part of him was thinking straight right about now. “But no! No good at savin’ anyone. Not then, not now. No good at keepin’ prommies.”
He lets out a pitiful laugh. “No good at not getting wasted.”
Angelo pulls his legs up to his chest, letting the fabric of his hoodie squish between his thighs and plastron. “Imm no angel. No good at bein’ a brother either. I’m just.. Nothin’.”
Silence begets the two. Bartender Guy stares straight ahead, quietly processing the information given. As he moves the turn signal though, he speaks up. “No, you’re not.”
A pause.
“Huh?” Angelo blinks slowly in confusion.
He sighs. “You’re not nothing– I think you’re wrong.”
Flares of anger hiccuped from the back of Angelo’s throat. “You don’t even know me.”
“Maybe not.”
“..What?”
The bartender turns the wheel. “Sure– maybe I don’t know you. I don’t even understand like. Half of what you just said right now honestly.
“But I want to. I want to know you, your story. Your family. Anything you’re willing to.”
For a short moment, Angelo stares into Haida’s eyes– trying to understand. “..Why?”
He shrugs. “Because you’re cool?”
Angelo frowns and touches the surface of his skin. “No, I’m not.”
“Funny too. And– I dunno. You can be fun.”
“I drunk cry like, all the time-”
“Believe me when I say I’ve dealt with worse.” He slows down before reaching his point. “Listen, like. I may not know you, but I do remember you. And I don’t think you give yourself enough credit bud.”
Angelo’s lip trembles. “..What does it matter? My bros are gonna.. gonna hate me,” he repeats.
They finally reach their stop: Run of the Mill. Bartender Guy sets the gear shift to park before leaning back and turning to Angelo with a smile. His teeth stuck out, but it didn’t make it threatening: rather, the smile was soft. “No, I don’t think so. No one can hate you.”
Angelo sits, stunned. The bartender, after exiting the vehicle, goes around and helps him out of the car, grabbing his phone from the floor along the way. “You remember what to do, right?” He asks. “Call Hueso, portal back?” Pushing away the weird feeling rising in his stomach, Angelo shakily nods.
He secures his hoodie and mask in his arms and stares up at his driver. “I guess, um… This is goodbye?”
Bartender Guy types something on Angelo’s phone before handing it back. “Reckon so. I guess the next time we meet, it won’t be back in the bar, eh?”
Angelo flinches and looks down. He fiddles with the fabric of his hoodie sleeves. “I dun.. I d-dunno if I can.. prommise that.”
He shakes his head.”You don’t have to.” He smiles as he hops back in the car, this time with full sets of teeth– the trademark of a hyena. “I believe in you. And I think that’s more than nothin’.”
And with the wave of an arm, Bartender Guy drives away. Angelo stares off at the friendly stranger– well. Maybe friend? He’s not sure anymore. He looks down at his phone, curious as to what the bartender had typed.
Huh. It was a contact number.
“..Haida.”
#ART AND WRITING BY KAYSDENOFCHAOS#// I helped... :') but they did most of it HGFHDSFSD#narrator txt#arc: lapse#hea au#hea writing
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Oh my, a timeline divergence! An (unwilling) BSS! Don brings sacrifices. Enjoy!~ (Lemonade is Todd-certified ✨
OMG THERAPY DOG
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I've seen like a couple people say their AU Rise Leos are genderfluid 👀 and I'm just saying -> LOVE TO SEE IT
#regular buwan blog#rottmnt headcanons#AUs in question are:#kaysdenofchaos's Battle Scars AU#egg04's Hidden Hero AU#shardkn1ght's Leo raised by Hueso AU
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UGH SRSLY these are like my favorite ever au designs it's crazy
AUs by marvellous artists @kaysdenofchaos (TMMT) @red-rover-au (RR) and @phykoha (HEA)
#art#tmnt#tmnt fanart#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmmt#teenage meddling mutant turtles#happily ever after AU#hea au#ROTTMNTHEA#red rover au#i will hold them gently
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ulfmw blf.
@kaysdenofchaos @tmntaucompetition
#phy's sketchbook#hea au#art#rottmnt#tmnt#happily ever after au#rottmnthea#mikeyverse#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt au#future mikey
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Here’s some TMMT doodles. At first I wanted to draw Donnie with a bulbasaur, but then it spiraled out of control and I went crazy. I tried to make the Bulbasaur’s spots look like pixels. OK HEAR ME OUT I saw that icebreakers commercial where they put a little top hat on the gum and it reminded me of Donnie and I was drawing this so I put it in here. Donnie is so done with me, lol. Let’s just pretend that size difference is a thing for that bottom one. I tried a different brush instead of what I usually use and didn’t completely fill it in. I actually like what I did. It went a lot faster than usual. Anyways, thank you @kaysdenofchaos for my new obsession. I love your turtles ❤️
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[Next] the gooberz are in yippee!! @tmntaucompetition
I hope there's no spelling mistakes i will explode
Here's all the creators of the AUs featured, from left to right, wish i had time too draw more ;-;
(first page) @probably-not-a-rutabaga @lordshroom @koolaidashley @rattraptmnt @linkymew @terrazooid @kaysdenofchaos
(second page) @allyheart707 @error-core-animations @onejellyfishplease @idiot-mushroom @tangledinink
#👽 my art#tmntov#tmntov art#tmnt au#tmnt iteration#tmnt fan iteration#tmnt omniverse#tmnt au competition#tmnt comic#comics#dib comics#digital art#digital drawing#tmnt fanart#tmnt fandom#tmnt#comic#tmnt comics#my artwork#my art#gifs#tmnt au propaganda#tmnt donnie#tmnt leo#tmnt raph#tmnt mikey
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Saw that August made it into the @tmntaucompetition!! Congrats, @star-sparkler!! The DinoMight Family is gonna be cheering you on the whole way!
VOTE FOR AUGUST AU!!!
also ft. @angelpuns & @kaysdenofchaos
I would have submitted these guys originally but I wasn't sure if ocxcannon was allowed? But I'm okay spectating.
#tmnt au competition#tmnt au#tmnt au propaganda#tmnt au comic#rottmnt oc#rottmnt#rottmnt raph#rottmnt raphael#sharron tatopoulos#baxter hamato#tyson hamato#hannah hamato#dinomight duo#dinomight family#rottmnt august au
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AAAAAA THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I EVER ANIMATED SOMETHING I ALWAYS WANTED TO ANIMATE!!!!!!!
Anyways, this was inspired by @kaysdenofchaos’ Battle Scars AU! I read everything I could get my hands on (seriously it’s so cool and I adore their art style) and this came to my mind!! I spent all day working on it (I started at like 8:30 am and finished it at 12:00 am), and I really hope y’all like it!!!
Again, I apologize for my inability to draw the actual turtles, but I am working on it as evidenced by my previous art post :”
#rise of the tmnt#tmnt leonardo#tmnt fanart#rottmnt#rottmnt leonardo#rottmnt leo#unpause rottmnt#save rise of the tmnt#battle scars au#AU by kaysdenofchaos#rottmnt au#tmnt au
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Hey The Neon Void readers, quick update from the author's sister!
(art commission by @kaysdenofchaos)
Hi readers of The Neon Void fanfic. This is the author’s older sister. She’s been getting a lot of fan art and asks lately. She’s sent me screenshots of a few unanswered ones looking for advice on how to respond.
While all the love and support of TNV is genuinely appreciated, my sister @sugarpasteltmnt is not equipped to respond to a small handful of these asks/comments that are, quite frankly, inappropriate.
Sugarpastels is not a therapist, and she’s certainly not an internet stranger’s therapist.
She’s an adult with an extremely demanding and stressful job for a very large client. Some of you have already experienced and enjoyed her work IRL without knowing it. Her company is close to finishing another project that will bring a lot of joy to hundreds of thousands of people every year, but working on a project of that scale is extremely stressful.
She is writing this fanfic for fun. TNV is a way for her to decompress and put her creative energy towards something other than work.
What’s not fun is coming home to asks/comments from readers who are projecting their own struggles/mental health onto TNV, and even Sugarpastels herself, and demanding some sort of attention from her over it.
Let’s be real: it’s fun to watch our blorbos suffer! So much of fandom is just us putting our favorite characters in Situations because it’s fun. Simple as that. But I think another reason TNV has resonated so strongly with readers is because of the way Sugarpastels writes the internal struggles of these characters.
We are both aware that TNV deals with mental health topics. Since the early days of “modern” fandom, fanfiction has been a way for people to explore complicated, difficult and sometimes even taboo subjects. There’s no shortage of complex feelings being explored in TNV, which is why we’re all having so much fun reading it.
But that’s all it is; an exploration. Sugarpastels is not a mental health expert. I’ve read a handful of books on PTSD and mindfulness for research while writing my own fanfic, and I would never consider myself prepared to help someone else.
It’s okay if you relate to things from TNV. I know I do! Again, fanfic has always been a way to read about things rarely dealt with (or handled poorly) in published fiction/tv shows/movies. I will always argue one of the greatest things about fanfiction and other fanworks is being able to see ourselves and our own struggles through our favorite fictional characters.
But Sugarpastels is not a fictional character. She’s a real person. Most importantly (to me at least) she’s my little sister, and this big sister cannot handle watching some of her readers expect more of her than is appropriate.
So I’m asking you to please be mindful of what you ask/say to not just her, but literally everyone on the internet. Unless you’re chatting with someone regularly, they do not know you. Whether it’s friends, family, teachers, coaches, etc, there are people in your life who know you personally, and are therefore better equipped to help you than a stranger on the internet.
Sugarpastels is so full of empathy that it’s hard to not feel for you when you send things like this. But it just isn’t fair to put that kind of unnecessary pressure on someone who is, at the end of the day, just trying to have some fun writing about ninja turtles bein’ sad.
(That being said, PLEASE DON’T BE SCARED TO SEND HER ASKS AND FAN ART!!! They make her day every single time and are seriously so, so appreciated. She’s texting me about it constantly how much she loves all of TNV’s readers. This whole post is really directed at an extremely small percentage of her readers, but there have been enough I felt something needed to be said.)
#ok back to writing about sad turtles!#tmnt#the neon void#the neon void fic#the neon void tmnt#tmnt fanfiction#tmnt fanfic#tmnt fic
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