I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT ALL THE ANGSTY/CUTE SITUATIONS WHERE UZI REALIZES N NEEDS OIL TO LIVE

I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT ALL THE ANGSTY/CUTE SITUATIONS WHERE UZI REALIZES N NEEDS OIL TO LIVE–

EPISODE 3 HYPE?? I KNOW THAD’S SHINDIG “NEXT WEEKEND” IS GONNA REQUIRE N TO EAT

Some sketches of April being a big sister for the turtle tots 💛

Ahh there creator is becoming a mom

brotherly/familial bonding with whoever you desire

These bitches having a race 🏎 vroomvroom

Oh they finna get their ass beat

After Episode 30, I got ideas to revamp my King AU in light of Mango’s true motivations. This alternate version going to be rebranded as Second Family AU

The events will still be the same, Second runs away instead of staying with the Animator and is taken under Mango’s wing. But only at the insistence of a toddler Gold who pitied the sad, homeless stick figure.

Mango helps to provide a temporary home, offering babysitting fees to help Second get back on their feet. Of course, Second worms their way into part of the family and Gold sees them as a cool older sibling.

The Color Gang try looking for Second of course, which causes some misunderstandings…

Yeah, Mango thinks the Color Gang are to blame for Second running away, not the Animator. This I w

There so cute <3333

Some more random doodles + a little sneak peek of a project I've been working on!! I included April too :)

The hologram of his loved one sizzled softly in silence till the blue light disappeared, leaving the stars twinkling sadly before them. Casey can only feel his throat closed up with a choking sob yet no sound comes from it but the gentle sniffles of grief. Grief, he almost laughed, grief is supposed to be something that happens once in a while yet for him it’s everyday, for him it’s Master Raph, for him it’s Master Donnie, for him it’s his loving mom, for him it’s Commander O’neil, for him it’s Master Michelangelo, for him…it’s Master Leonardo, and now everyone until he is the only sole evidence his world exists. He doesn’t want to get attached to this world, to the people who are still living, and breathing and so alive because inevitably- they will disappear, just like everyone who he loved in his life. “You know…” the young Leonardo spoke uncharacteristically, without charisma, without energy, without anything that made Leo Leo. “I don’t know what it’s like to lose everyone in one day.” he whispered, the turtle’s hand still holding onto Casey in a reassuring manner with his gaze still stuck on where his holographic future-self used to be “But I know what it’s like to grieve.” he chuckled tiredly, Casey could only lean close yet he still refuse to look at Leo “There was this line dad said when he finally opened up his trauma to us.” a silent pause took place for a moment, until he continued “There is a type of love that is only experienced through sadness, and a type of joy that is only experienced through grief.” In the cold wind and the gentle lullaby of twinkling lights, his eyes slightly widen. “Pain is the price that we pay for love, and the only way to not feel pain is to never feel love.” Casey finally looked at Leo, his sole reason on wanting to get rid of these fond feelings when he sees this worlds’ family, the feeling of where Raph will teach him how to wrestle, where Donnie will rant about science, where his mom will call him into crazy adventures, where Mikey will make him eat different types of food, where April will teach him about the outside human world, where Splinter will let him watch TV with him, or where Leo will make so many bad and cringey jokes. Where everything made Casey so happy. “But love is what makes life meaningful, so don’t stop loving Casey.” “Because we sure hell will never stop loving you.” Casey felt safe arms around him, hugging him in such a familiar way it made him finally burst. To cry out how unfair the universe is to him, how unfair that he has to grow up in a time with no rest, with no moment of clarity, with no moment to tell everyone he loves that he misses them, he misses them so much. Leo didn’t say anything anymore, yet his soft hums will tell Casey- ‘I’m here, we are here, we will not leave you anymore.’ And for a moment, and maybe tomorrow, that would be enough for him to keep on smiling, to keep on being genuinely happy, to keep holding on. ‘Anatawa Hitorijanai.’ He could hear Master Leonardo whisper to him. ‘Anatawa Hitorijanai.’ ———————————— (some lines here are from Cinema Therapy because those guys can make me cry like a lil bitch, so anyways, we need more angst fuel for my boy Casey cus my man needs to reach his angst potential like our turtle bois >:((( )

(I also apologize if there is typos, its been long since i ever type a long ass story!!)