#Raphie WIPs

[mediterraneanmenace]

Save me old man/bishonen devil couple, save me. The WIP is getting somewhere. :,)

Look, Raksha might be considered a goody-two-shoes by Infernal standards with their Messiah complex, but Raphael is trying his best to make them more like him (just like how *they* are trying to do the same). :,)

[adarlingmess]

WIP. Once again, the only cure to my art block is Raphael

[imagionationstation]

Accident

Closest thing I’ve got is from the next chapter of Does It Almost Feel Like Nothing Changed At All?

Yeesh. Me and my mouthful titles.

“It's quite literally out of his hands. Even if he's not planning on leaving him in a concrete box to starve, Ferrall is bound to purposely or accidentally do away with him. It's inevitable and that very prospect should have been terrifying-”

[raphsdisaster]

IM DRAWING A THINg,LOOK AT THISS FREDBEAR PLUSH LMAO

[snackugaki]

my ass is not making it in on time for valentine's so here

tl;dr it's barbiesmashing and legoclacking hours when my turtles and @the-kingpen 's turtles (nsfw work and blog, mind your fucking manners and pay attention to the tags) meet in a crossover AU (and the other 40+ AUs)

anyway, in time (way before) valentine's, I'm touching on our Buffy Musical arc from our first crossover AU where our bales ended up serenading/pitch perfect songfight each other

King's Raphie sings this

at my April, and she perished on the spot. Naturally, April has a song locked and loaded that I'm still drawing

[tblsomedoodles]

A doodle for web family for your ao3 fic

No problem : ) I'm actually working on a small comic for it this second so here's a little wip of that

Human form Raphie being a surprised little guy lol.

Thank you!

[mushangaa]

2024/01 Figured I should throw up the rest of the gang at some point too so I wipped something up.

Frist we have Jen and Angie and they are certified gremlins, the youngest of the bale. Agents of Chaos. Squishy cheeked darlings. Will use their big blue eyes to get what they want and take no prisoners. Both are very creative both in terms of art and chaos so keeping a baseline awareness where they are at any given time is very important and also might save one from being pranked. Second is Raph, he is so gentle, very patient, raised a Cockatrice on accident to the horror of any Yokai who sees him handle Sissi because Cockatrice are temper- and ferocity-wise the unholy children of Cassowaries and Canadian geese and that this creature is docile with him makes people think he is probably worse to tame such a critter. But nah Raphie has just so many gremlin siblings to juggle he can handle a Cockatrice easily. He is also lowkey a gremlin. Third is big sis Frida. The og gremlin that only chilled out because somebody has to be an adult in this household and handle the bale. Well, she and Raph share the biggest sibling spot and team up frequently to wrangle the younger sibs. Technically she doesn't need a shotgun to handle herself in dicey situations. But she has shotgun privileges by virtue of Donnie absolutely not being allowed to get a gun.

Last but not least, Lou, or Splinter, single Dad of six and very proud of the fact that he has not grown bald from stress already. Former Western Star who also adopted a lot of his Co-actors (the horses) which he brought along to the Yokai world when his new looks did not lend itself well to dwell among humans. Taught all his kids how to ride.

[angelicglazedwaffle]

Heyy I finally managed to pick up a pencil this year!! lol

Anyway, here's a sketch of two of my old au sanses, Raphie and Skel (from like 2016). They're from Graphitetale and Snaketale, respectfully.

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Quick summary of each again:

Graphite sans/"Raphie" generally looks like a homeless person (large poncho with holes, a desert cap, two pouches for sketchbooks on either side of his hips, and his body is constantly covered in graphite). He has a crack through his right eye, making his right eyelight look elongated while his left eyelight is more circular in appearance. He also has a giant pencil by his side that can change through lead grades (9H to 9B) and can be used as a weapon. Inspired by the concept of WIPs and Inktale sans.

Snaketale sans used to have a wacky design with odd colors so I played around with redesigning his clothes. Generally wears a white and black striped scarf, has venemous fangs, slit eyes, slightly crackd skull, and a tail. His nickname is Skel and his magic color is more of a redish magenta.

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Undertale belongs to Toby Fox. Graphitetale and Snaketale belong to me. Please do not use them without my permission.

[languajix]

WIP Weekend - FFR Fashion Show Theme

Time for an unusually long WIP Weekend snippet! In honor of the Fandom Family Reunion's current theme, 'Fashion Show,' here is a bit from a little Hold Every Memory side story I'm working on that I currently refer to as the duckling story.

@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion Cabin 14; just me!

You may remember this bit from 'Cause Your Future's Ready to Shine:

Here is a snippet from the duckling story that revisits that in more detail:

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He had been vibing with his eyes closed, foot bopping to the music, when a few impatient little taps on his arm startled him out of his almost-meditation. He nudged one side of his headphones off his ear and propped himself up on his elbow. "What's up, little birdie?"

"We're gonna make you pretty!" Alicia declared, tugging at his forearm insistently, and okay. That was that. He dropped his phone into his pocket, rolled to his feet, and followed obediently, unthinkingly, just the slightest bit dumbstruck as she gripped his wrist in her own tiny hands and towed him along behind.

Pretty.

When was the last time he'd really let himself feel pretty?

Huh.

The living room was relatively quiet; most of the kids were in the gym with Raph, watching him punch stuff. All except Alicia, who was herding him towards the living area, and Belle, who was already sprawled out on the couch with assorted bags and plastic containers pried open around her.

Alicia pulled him to sit in front of said couch, facing outwards, and once he'd followed her unspoken direction she patted him on the shell like an obedient pet, and he snorted quietly, leaning back.

He felt small hands grasping under his mask tails and pulling them behind him, splayed out over the curve of his shell, and he resigned himself to being played with for a while like a big green doll. It was cute. He was glad that Belle seemed to be coming out of her shell, enough to be goofing around like this with a friend.

The girls whispered between each other, interspersed with happy giggles. Someone began tugging on his mask tails. He tried to relax into the music coming from his one headphone still over his ear, and to ignore the way the memory of the word pretty still ignited something small but warm in his chest. 'Pretty' wasn't for turtles like him, not with their whole… situation. The Foot stuff and. You know. The green. The muscles. He'd tried to enjoy a few stolen moments wearing skirts or dresses when they were younger, play it off all goofy and unashamed, but all of that bravado had crumpled under the weight of loss and fear and that awful numbness.

He barely flinched in surprise as a couple of bead necklaces slipped over his head, hitting his snout with a plastic clatter, leaving him blinking and shaking his head a little to dislodge them until they settled properly around his neck and over the front of his plastron.

"Sorry," Alicia whispered, and she and Belle broke into more silly laughter.

"And what do we have here?" Raph passed by with a water bottle in his hand and a tiny duckling in one arm, all sweaty and gross from his workout.

"Your ducklings are making me pretty, Raphy!" Mike grinned up at the squinted curious look he was being shot, trying to come off as wholly confident despite the tiniest little self-conscious thrill running down to the tips of his fingers. He didn't know why being pretty was suddenly just a little embarrassing, why it made him feel strangely vulnerable.

"Well then," Raph rumbled, and Mike could hear him walking around behind the couch. Normally this might be time for a rude comment, something about how you're gonna need a lot more than that to make this bonehead pretty, and Mike braced himself for it with a lot more steel than that kind of silly comment perhaps warranted, but Raph only hummed.

"You got a good start, there, but I bet we can make it a little more even," Raph said, and Mike couldn't remember the last time he'd heard his brother sound that utterly soft and gentle. He felt more tugging on his mask tails as Raph did… something to them. He still wasn't entirely sure what.

"Am I gonna be a pretty princess, Raph?" Mike asked, joking but also kind of not.

"The prettiest, Mike," Raph assured him with an audible grin in his voice, tone teasing but not mean, and Mike was so thankful that they were finally, finally back to a point that Raph could joke like this. "I'm gonna have to fight all the knights of the kingdom away with a stick. Lemme at 'em."

"Does that make you the dragon, then?" Mike mused. "Protecting the princess up in the tower?"

"Y'know what? I'm okay with that. Can't beat fire breath and a lotta sharp teeth, and of course the scales," Raph tugged Mike's mask tails one more time. "There we go. Lookin' better?"

"Yeah!" Belle exclaimed. "Thank you, Mister Raph!"

"None of this 'mister' stuff, okay kid? Just Raph."

"Okay Mister Raph," the ducklings chorused, and did Mike say that he loved them? Because he did. Raph's ducklings were awesome. He could tell Raph agreed by the way he harrumphed grumpily.

The girls kept playing with Mike's mask for a while, eventually urging him to take the headphones off completely. They snapped a few hair clips onto the edge of his mask - and ow, that kind of hurt - and then Alicia pretended to comb the top of his head with a blunt plastic comb, which he could feel through the mask as a sort of light massage. That, along with a smattering of small fingers pressing against his shell so lightly that he could barely feel it, was actually sort of calming. Like a clumsy little spa trip.

Leo walked through at one point just to eye him over with his mouth pressed flat, looking like he wanted to say something but was carefully restraining himself. This is a waste of time, probably. Mike stuck out his tongue, daring him to be anything less than complimentary and supportive in front of the kids. Leo walked on.

(…Leo was still a work in progress, though they were finally starting to get somewhere, thank shell. He'd turned into a bit of a phantom in the lair since the kids were first dropped off, but Mike wasn't giving up his hard-won ground just because Leo was a little nervous around some pint-sized pipsqueaks.)

"Okay, we're done!" Alicia cheered as Belle slid his mask tails back over his shoulder. "Go look! Look!"

He slid to his feet and obligingly puttered over to the mirror on the wall nearby; one of the many cracked, tarnished, over-used and under-loved things they'd filled the lair with when they realized they'd be having human guests.

It was as he suspected, kind of - the sort of little girl makeover with plastic baubles and bright colors, beauty in the playfulness and simplicity rather than in any sort of elegance. Strings of beads clicking against his plastron, hair clips attached to the edges of his mask…

…but his mask tails. Oh. He stared, for a long, long second, a stuck record, a caught breath.

The girls had used a purple ribbon to turn his tails into a braid, with beads interspersed through the many loops. They'd somehow managed to stick to his family's colors - blue, red, purple. White. Yellow, green.

(I carry you with me everywhere I go, he had told Donnie, once, when he caught Donnie looking at his purple painted nails. He knew Donnie loved it because Donnie gave him one of those rare quiet smiles, and the astral plane had warmed like a breaking dawn.)

Looking at himself in the mirror, wearing the colors of Donnie, of Raph, of Dad, April, Casey… he felt right, he felt happy with himself in a way that he had been so sure he'd never entirely feel again. He felt pretty. He felt complete.

He grinned, and it felt so real.

He turned, then, to get a better angle.

He started ugly chortling.

They'd stuck a terribly fun assortment of stickers to the back of his shell, right in the spots he couldn't reach - puffy stickers, holographic stickers, a few with fuzzy bits. Unicorns. Shooting stars.

It reminded him of himself when he was a kid. He'd done that, once. Got a whole box of rejects, slapped them on his brothers' shells.

"Look at that! I am, in fact, very pretty," he said for Alicia and Belle's benefit, "you guys should go into business as professional stylists! Raph can be your second customer."

"In your dreams!" he heard from the dojo nearby, and he snorted.

He stared again at his reflection, and you know what?

He did feel pretty.

[mediterraneanmenace]

"It took me by surprise, the hatred in his eyes. I’ve pushed this man as far as he could go. ♡"

I absolutely love the idea of Raphael musing that Raksha can be a "worse devil" than he is. Because they know how to pull his strings and make him even more obsessed. In this case, I suppose they managed to make him feel quite jealous. :)

[whattimeisitfic]

Hey, Hey! I wanted to draw some stuff for your fic, but I had a question. Do you have more details on how Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael look? I know Gabriel has some fem-characteristics and Michael seems to be the largest of the angels. No pressure tho!

Okok, I’ve actually had someone ask me about their appearances before so I’ll just post my response to them to give you a guideline, and if you had anymore questions just let me know duckling. The format of this is: there will be a number w/ a question they asked, and below that I answer it. (The questions came from @the-stress-express if you wanna check out their WIP)

Anyway, here u are:

1. Are Micheal, Gabriel, and Raphael kind of like copy-paste versions of Lucifer? Like, do they have Lucifer’s red cheek spots? Do they all have white ass skin like Lucifer?

- I imagine they all have white skin, and that Rals has the cheek spots, but Micheal and Gabriel do not. They’re kinds copy and pasted, but with a bit of variation in body structure (Rals being more rounded, Micheal a tad bit more square). And also while I’m here, I’ll say that Raphael is a little bit taller than Luci (probably just under Charlie’s height) and that Gabriel and Micheal are the same height, and quite a bit taller than their two brothers.

2. What kind of hairstyles, textures, and hair colours do they have? I’ll probably take some creative liberty, so don’t feel too pressured for detailed explanations, but I want to hear your designs so I can make it accurate to your vision. Also, I’ve heard theories that Micheal’s hair is a lot like Lucifer’s but idk if you are having that there.

Okay, we’ll go through this character by character.

Micheal - Same blondness as Lucifer, but perhaps a little shorter. Maybe a little fluffier at the top? Idk. No real big picture ideas.

Gabriel - Long, silky, straight dark brown hair. It comes down to about his mid-back/chest area, and it’s all like flowy and elegant and pretty well maintained. Shiny probably too

Raphael - Pretty much a mix between the others. Kinda like Lucifer’s style, but curlier, and with a similar brown hue to Gabriel’s (tho a little bit lighter). Again, no real preference other than that, go wild!

3. Eye colour. I remember you stated that Micheal has gold eyes, but what about Gabriel and Raphael? I feel like you mentioned it at some point but I forgot.

I honestly can’t remember what I said either, but I’ve been picturing Raphael with green eyes, and Gabriel with something more greyish-blue hued? I think. Idk if that reflects in what I’ve written but that’s what my brain had decided they look like now.

4. Did you have specific designs for the 3 angels’ robes? Or does it matter what they look like? If it doesn’t matter to you I’ll just let creativity take over there.

Not really. Just that Micheal’s are white/gold, Gabriel’s are a pretty pale blue, and Raphy’s are a pale, rich green (with the green being more on the blue side than the yellow). I struggle w/ outfits so I usually just don’t put much thought into them.

5. I will obviously include Raphael’s beautiful hummingbird wings. So do Micheal and Gabriel have specific wing styles? And furthermore, we know Lucifer had 6 wings bc he’s a former seraphim. I forget but, in this fic, are his brothers seraphims too? I feel dumb for asking but whatever lmao.

Yeah, they def all have six wings. I imagine Micheal’s looking more eagle-like, and… idk about Gabriel. It might be cool if he had more of a “pigeon-y” shape to them as a fun little correlation to his messenger status, but idrc. Do what you think looks best

[turtlecleric]

waddles into your inbox and does the Nicholas Cage steepling hand meme

Ok friend, I gotta bone to pick with you. Respectfully of course.

Now I ain't much of an 18+ reader, not really my gig ya know. I ain't too comfortable with it, so you're probably asking then why are you reading it?

Well friend, let me tell you. Because it makes me think. Your stories specifically. Many a times I've had to put my phone down and I've been caught by my roommates with the most intense look on my face.

My friend once said that something is considered art if it makes you feel something, anything, whether good or bad. And let me tell ya Miss Cleric, you've certainly got me feeling somethings.

You certainly have a gift with words as well as speed (like dang sis how you write so fast so much?!) and you use them most expertly, and to that I tip my hat at you.

I hope that you take care of yourself and remember that you are valued and appreciated just as you are ok honey? You don't have to do anything to work or earn love. You are worth loving and experiencing simply by existing mkay? 🧡🙌🏼

Also, if and only if you're feeling up for it just because I need some closure, can we get a part 2 of the recent Rise Raph snippet? I really wanna see how Raph responds when he finds out what happens and how it goes down when Y/N gets out of surgery. Like I would love to see the recovery trauma of having to talk to someone close to you, even when it wasn't necessarily their fault

Or I’d love to see your twist on using hypnotism, but if and only if you’re feeling up to it. If not and if this is too forward then I totally understand.

Just make sure to take care of yourself ok? 🧡

Oh my goodness gracious y'all are really spoiling me with these sweet messages!! I'm so so so glad people are enjoying what I'm putting out there!! Thank you for reading and for being so kind 😭 I'm endlessly flattered that people think my writing is good. And the fact that I can make you think, make you feel things... man. That's like. The dream. To do that with my writing. So hearing that I'm succeeding - that makes me really, really happy. Thank you smmmm 🥰

I don't feel like I write very much or very fast tbh 😅 took me about a week to write I Know Now, for example, which wasn't even a full 3K. But uh. Being obsessed with the turtles and getting ideas that I really like does help a lot I won't lie lol

I'm trying my best to take care of myself! Not always succeeding but trying at least! You're so sweet 🥺🥺🥺 thank you. And this is true for you as well!! We're all worthy of love 💕 even when it doesn't feel like it. (Pounding this into my own head)

Ahhh Raphie boy. I really put him and reader through it. I would like to maybe write a second part, but if I do, it won't be for a while. It's such a hard topic, and it took me hours upon hours to write part one. It is on my mind though, to write a part two. When I get the time, energy, motivation, etc. And oh my GOD. Hypnotism........... Donnie recording Hypno's power and figuring out how to tweak that and use it in the bedroom... or even some kind of dead dove fic involving hypnotism... oh I would love to tackle that... [stares at my current pile of WIPs and winces] at some point...

Side bar- When did I become the type of person who has multiple WIPs??? I can't believe this. [Points at turtle fam] This is all YOUR fault!! /j /lh

I will try to take care of myself!! I hope you do the same!! Thank you again for the sweet ask. I will definitely be thinking about a part two for Raph. If you want, you can subscribe to that fic on my ao3 so that you're notified if I post a part 2! (Same username - I just made it this weekend! Haven't finished putting everything up yet, but What Did I Do? is already there!)

Anyway!! Thanks again!! 😊💕 I hope you're having a good night!!

[dianastrength]

// "Du sagst du fühlst nichts mehr für mich, aber bist du eigentlich ehrlich Du sagst du bist wie ich, also verbirg dich nicht Wenn du so bist wie ich, wieso lügst du mir ins Gesicht Frag' ich mich während mein Herz zerbricht

Und jeder Tag hier ohne dich fickt mein Kopf Ich habe wochenlang gewartet und gehofft" //

Wenn Lyrics zu gut zu deinem WIP passen...help 🥲 🥲

[chipfunk-art]

WIP DUMP while I'm organizing my files <3

Mama Jones from my fanfic (I REALLY REALLY LIKE THIS ONE I JUST LOST THE FILE AND FOUND IT ON A FLASH DRIVE LIKE 2 WEEKS AGO)

Kepcobi art I will likely never finish because I started it in a 3 am haze and then decided it was too cringe. And also it needs lettering and idk how to do lettering that looks good

mutant mayhem april sketch i literally didn't even know i did

the ponysona I made for my mom (her name is silver lining)

vent comic i started about raphie having a lot of stretch marks and being self concious

mikey appreciation page that I will finish but uhhh not rn

[tblsomedoodles]

ADOPTED AU (ANGIE) MASTERPOST

VIDEOS

Home: Part 1 Pompeii: Part 2 Circle of Mike

RANDOM ART Smoothy comic Adopted at first sight Animatic panel wip Animatic Panel wip 2 (with angie goes to 03 explanation) Animatic Pannel wip 3 Animatic Panel Angie's room Pyro Angie

FANSTUFF!!! (Fic)Angie goes to Rise ficlet (submission) (FIC)Donnie fetching Angie (by Anon) (FIC)Angie getting found by bros (by 14muffinz) (ART) Angie with his Pops and Uncles (by danny-doubledd) (FIC) Angie sparing Pops (by maplegh0st) (ART) Angie and Pops reunion (by crow2) (FIC) Angie and Pops reunion (By crow2) (FIC) Angie Talking with Uncle Leo (by anon) (FIC) Angie's letter (by sylphscribes) (FIC)" 'Cause [We're] Going to Make this Place your Home" (by Pixie_needs_a_hug (pn AO3)) (ART) Angie and Pops hug by aurysartstudio (ART) Panel Redraws by mikleoangelo

DOODLE ASKS Uncle Leo and Angie Uncles meeting Brothers Raphie's custody 'Battle' Angie with Sai Angie telling stories Yeeting Hun Interrupting Breakfast Who's Lou Jitsu Stealth Fire Meme Donnie finding Angie Brother retrieval grades Donnie uses Distract Angie in shell First time being called Papa Tots feeling guilty Raphie and Raph bonding Angie swears 03 mother hens '12 meeting Angie Everyone's arrested Raphie with tot angie and Raph Angie's cousins Tiny tot Angie Tiny sleeping Angie (in a fishtank) Tiny Angie and little Dee April and Cass stealing Jackie Angie meets Dee Raphie and Tot meme Animatic panels Donnies X3 meeting (and discussing coats) CJ worried

ASKS MASTERPOST

[midwesternvibes]

for the fanfic game!!!

Run, progress, travel

okay I'm answering this using my 127 page monster fic thats been sitting in my drafts for months that I really want to finish

Run:

Imagine as Casey mutes his comm (Just like Uncle Tello taught him), running away, far away in the fastest way possible (Just like Uncle Angelo taught him), barrelling past anyone who gets in his way (Just like Uncle Raphie taught him)

Progress:

There wasn't one, sorry!

Travel:

As he does so, the others sober up, preparing to travel between dimensions.They silently go over their supplies and finalise any last-minute texts that they need to send off.

Thanks for the ask! These are from my WIP titled "Imagine", a fic in which Leo doesn't make it out of the Prison Dimension and explores how each member of his family would react to it!