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DID U GUYS SEE RHIS ITS AMAZING OMGOMG IM FANGIRLING-

@kathaynesart u are so cool! Your art is amazing and this was one of the highlights of my day! Your rendition of Future Donatello is by far one of the coolest things I’ve seen!

The time bro almost ended up destroying everyone and everything by using an untested, miniaturized black hole. That's what you get for using theoretical physics in your Ninpo formulas, Donnie! Don't be too hard on him though, he was having a bad day.

Just having some fun figuring out the limitations of Ninpo powers for future Patreon stuff, but wanted to share with you all!

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As was mentioned, I would be making a new design for Jean. This is the current one that I just made! I might update this later, but here ya go! Also I’ll be giving him different outfits too!

Enjoy!

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Also btw this is an older design of my oc Jean. I like the idea of the patchwork on his jacket but I’ll post a better one later.

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Jean info dump!

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Jean grew up in a harsh and hostile world. Unlike yokai, Avians are a separate species. They are much older than yokai or mutants. Legends say that the Norse goddess, Morrigan, came down from the heavens and fell in love with a poor yokai. When Odin found out, he banished Morrigan to live amongst humans. Everyone loved her, so they built a temple in her honor. From then on, her popularity grew, and so did her and her husbands love for each other. They had a family! That’s how the Avian society was created.

But with Jean and his family, it’s a far more special case. See, the Alarie family are direct descendants from Morrigan, so that’s the cause of their powers (this is also the reason why he has golden blood!). The Alarie family sort of acts like the reigning sovereign over Avia, and Jean and his sister are the direct descendants of their king (their father).

When Jean was born, he was considered by their high priest as a runt with now powers. So his father especially hated him. He’s the reason for the scars all along his body, as if trying to unlock that power of his. But it never worked. So, when his eldest sister (who’s dead in this timeline) died of a rare sickness, his mother lost it.

She knew for a fact that it was his father’s fault. So she took a dagger and split his face in two. Leaving him there for dead, she took Jean and his little sister, and ran.

So that’s how they ended up in the Hidden City! Jeans mother opened a restaurant with all of her traditional foods there! Jean works as a waiter to help her and his sister out! You could say it ended well, but who’s to say? The good thing is that he’s finally made friends.

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Hiya! I’m sorry this took so long to get out! I wanted to show off some of my ideas for future designs for my OC’s. At this point, Jean had to go back home to his original palace (against his wishes). He became sovereign over all of Avia and has disconnected with the turtles. I’m going to submit more info dumps soon!

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Update coming soon!

I’d also like to clarify that these little stories Ive been writing are rough drafts and are still in beta. I’ll eventually have a final draft done and these are just ideas! Feel free to add any suggestions!

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ITS HERE! I FINALLY POSTED IT!

Here's how Jean met Leo. I will most likely edit the plot from time to time, but here's the first draft! PS: All foreign languages are from Google Translate so sorry if some of it isn't right.

"Ella es una bruja cruel!" Hueso exclaimed angrily, pacing back and forth in front of what seemed to be a mystic entrance to a restaurant. Leo leaned against the stone wall, a small, teasing smirk plastered on his lips. "A witch, huh? Sounds like she's pretty evil for opening a restaurant right next to yours." He quiped playfully. Hueso scoffed, waving a hand at his words. "You'll understand when you enter the world of business, Pepino. Not only did she open a restaurant right next to mine, she is stealing. My. Customers!"

"Sounds tough, bone boy."

Both Leo and Hueso jumped at the voice, turning around slowly to see who it was. It was her: Madame Alarie, owner of Hueso's rival restaurant (Madame's Cuisine). Leo would be lying if he said this woman wasn't absolutely terrifying. Her dark feathers, intimidating height, and cold, calculating eyes sent shivers down Leo's spine. Hueso stood tall, clearing his throat before speaking, "Madame Alarie," he started "I am here to discuss the...contents of your restaurant. Perhaps we can come to some sort of agreement?"

The woman snorted, blowing out a puff of smoke as she took in her cigarette. "Agreement, you say? Hmm...No, that's not what you're here for. You can't trick me, bone-boy." Her accent was thick and foreign, resembling something like French. She flicked her cigarette to the stone floor of the alleyway, stomping on it with her talons. The fire didn't seem to affect her at all. "You want me to move my restaurant. And for the last time, my answer is NO. And no amount of.." She looked Leo up and down, her icy blue eyes making him shrink back next to Hueso. "...Muscle you may bring will convince me otherwise."

Come on, Leo! You're a goddamn ninja! This woman can't scare you! Leo cleared his throat, putting on his best charming smile. "Pepino, no-" Hueso tried to stop him, but Leo was already talking to his heart's content. "C'mooon lady! We just wanna talk!" The bird woman glared at Leo, a small his escaping her beak. "Talk, you say? Well, I wish not to talk with you. Now, leave me if you wish to see another day." The woman walked into her restaurant, her feathery tail swishing behind her dramatically. "Now let's not be hasty, Celine!" Hueso followed her in, Leo close behind. The restaurant had a nice, old, rustic feel to it. It was comforting. Warm. Leo couldn't deny how peaceful it felt. Well, quiet until Celine and Hueso started to yell at each other.

"You're running my business' name through the mud!" Hueso snapped. "You wanna fight, bone-boy?!" Celine growled, puffing up her feathers as the two shouted at each other.

"Mother? Is...everything alright?"

A soft, nervous cut through the shouts. Leo turned around, wanting to see where it was coming from. His eyes widened with surprise, a small pink blush running across his lime cheeks. A boy, around his age, peeking through the doorway with a confused expression, nervously fidgeting with his sleeve. He was the spitting image of his mother. The same dark feathers, the imposing height, the piercing blue gaze that seemed to make his heart skip a beat.

He's...beautiful. Shit! He's looking at me! C'mon, C'mon, say something! He's getting closer-!

"E-Excuse me-" His voice cut through Leo's haze, bringing him back down to Earth. "Are you alright? You don't look well." He asked, a concerned look on his face as he inspected his blushing cheeks. He was only standing a few feet away from him, the distance between them very slim. Leo couldn't deny that he loved the attention, the close proximity, the feeling of the boy's breath barely touching his face. Even though the boy in front of him was oblivious to it, it still felt so special.

"U-Uh, yeah! Y-You're hot- IMEAN, I'm Leoooo....?" The boy chuckled, a small chirp coming from his beak that made Leo's heart flutter. "You are a funny man, Leo. I am Jean Alarie. I assume you've already met my mother. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He took his hand, squeezing it gently as he greeted him, Leo felt his small tail wag happily, his breath hitching at the sudden contact. Leo chuckled nervously.

"Jean Alois Alarie! Eloigne-toi de ce garcon tout de suite! Dieu sait ou il etait!" His mother's voice cut through their haze, her voice demanding and stern. Her hand fisted Huesos clothes, slightly lifting him off of the ground due to her strength. Jean sighed, turning to his mother with pleading eyes. "Mais Maman-!" "No buts, boy! Now, go serve table 10 their pastries. They've been waiting for 20 minutes!"

Jean sighed, rubbing his scarred neck with exhaustion. Scars...what- "Well, I best be off now. I..I'd like to see you again." This made Leo perk up, his eyes widening. "Y-You're one of the only people I've met in this city that's bothered to be civil with me and my family. I'd...like to be friends with you. If you'd let me, of course." He gave Leo a shy, sheepish smile that spoke volumes about what he wanted: kindness..

"Yes!" Leo said a bit too quickly. "I-I mean, yes. I'd love to." he rephrased. Despite how oblivious Jean was to his feelings, Leo was still grateful for this interaction. A blush spread across his cheeks. "Ey, Pepino! Stop flirting with the enemy!" Leo felt a bony hand grab at his shoulder, dragging him out the door. Jean waved goodbye, a gentle smile growing across his beak.

He was beautiful. And all his.

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Updates coming soon!

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Y’all have waited very patiently for my slow a— to post so here ya go-

(Origin stories and backgrounds are coming soon so here’s some “how the turtles met each character” stories 4 u)

“I don’t see how this is necessary.” The soft shell turtle grumbled, his tail flicking back and forth with underlying annoyance. “Aw c’mon, Dontron, it’ll be fun! Just imagine it: a whole day of facials, pedicures, lounging by the pool. I thought you loved all that stuff!” Leo exclaimed, slinging an arm over Donnie’s shoulder.

Donnie swatted his hand away, rolling his eyes. Leo was far too excited in his opinion. He thought it was a great idea to being Donnie along to his spa day, saying that he didn’t “get out of the house enough.” Truth be told, Leo brought him along so he could hack into the resorts security system so they wouldn’t have to pay.

“I only like that stuff when I’m not busy. And in case you didn’t notice, ‘Nardo, I am VERY busy. Not only do I have to fix the turtle tank from our last mission, but I also have to add some updates to the-“

“Ahhhbupbupbup- just be zen, bro. Chillaxxx~” Leo pressed a finger up to Donnie’s mouth, a grin plastered on his face as he teased his brother. Donnie sputtered at the sudden intrusion, smacking his hand away once again. “Zen? You’ve got to be kidding me. Well, Leonardo, you and your zen can kiss. My. A-“

“Look out!”

Before Donnie had any time to respond, a flash of white and purple soars past his eyes, knocking him onto the cold stone ground. He groaned at the sudden impact,

“S-Sorry! I let this little fella out of his cage. Didn’t think he’d bolt the first chance he’d get.” The girl exclaimed, sitting up and holding the small mouse with white fur in the palm of her hands

Donatellos eyes soon adjusted after being knocked down, widening when he saw the girl with purple skin. She had no idea what she was doing, did she? A light blush spread across his cheeks, his breath hitching in his throat.

“I let him out for one second and he’s already driving me nuts! I swear one of these days I’m gonna- oh.”

A blush ran across the moth girl's cheeks as well. She was sitting on him. Straddling him. She gulped, her breath shaky as she looked down at him. “O-oh…Hi…” she whispered shyly, a sheepish smile running across her face

"Uhm...Hi.." Donnie whispered back, a nervous and flustered look plastered on his face. The girl took a second before realizing she was still on him, sliding off and standing up. "D-Damn it, sorry! I-I didn't see you-" She rubbed her cheek, a bruise already beginning to form there thanks to the tumble they both took. She took a deep breath, steeling herself. "I'm Lilian. Lilian Sanchez. Again, I'm sorry about...well, falling on you, I suppose."

Donnie looked her up and down, noticing her shy demeanor. He huffed out a breath that he didn't even realize he was holding, standing up. That's when he realized just how short Lilian was. He cleared his throat, holding out his hand for her to shake. "It's alright. No harm done. I'm Donnie."

Lilian's face lit up when she saw how calm he'd gotten, happy he wasn't angry. She giggled softly, shaking his hand. "Donnie, huh? That's a pretty name! Oooo, what's that gauntlet do? Is your favorite color purple? What'cha doing here? Is that a battle shell or something on your back-" At this point, Lilian was buzzing. She flapped around him, wings fluttering as they lifted her off the ground slightly. Donnie blinked up at her with surprise. Nobody had ever been this interested in his work before. So curious. He chuckled softly, with a proud smirk as he blushed in return. "Well, as you can see, my fluttering friend...'

Lilian would be lying if she said she wasn't completely enamored of this man. He was so smart and interesting that it was hard not to be practically buzzing with excitement. The two sat down together, talking about his inventions and his likes and dislikes. He was just so...him. In the end, she handed him her number, a big old smile on her face. Donnie wouldn't be lying if he said she was adorable.

He was perfect.

Perfect in her eyes.

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"Dude, who was that cutie you were talking to? The moth girl?" Leo asked as the two walked home, striding through the sewers with renewed fervor. Donatello shrugged, fiddling with the piece of paper with Lilian's number on it. The first girl to ever give him their number. Well, besides April, of course. "Some girl called Lilian Sanchez. She gave me her number. She was...excited to talk to me. Like, she didn't even know me and she was so happy to get to know me..."

After a long moment of silence, Leo perked up, eyes wide. "Wait, Lilian Sanchez? Dude, you talked to her and survived?" Donnie tilted his head in confusion. "What do you mean, 'Survived?' "

"Donnie, her dad's dangerous. I'm surprised you were even allowed to talk to her." Leo said with surprise, stopping in his tracks to talk to his twin. Donnie stopped as well, a few paces ahead of him. "Lorenzo Sanchez?'

The end

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Hello! My name is Emmie and welcome to my blog! I am here to provide you with my Sillydoodles and give you your visual entertainment. I am the creator of the AU called, “Unlikely bonds.”

Now you may be asking: “Emmie, who are these gremlins at the top of the screen?” Well, look now further, for I shall now introduce them to you!

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Lilian Sanchez

Species: Purple moth yokai

Gender: female

Height: 5’3

Pronouns: she/her

Nickname: Lil-Lil

Personality: sweet, soft, gentle oblivious, energetic. Basically a ball of energy with ADHD.

Jean Alarie

Species: Avian (I’ll infodump on what that is soon IMSOEXCITED)

Nickname: JJ

Gender: male

Height: 5’9

Pronouns: he/him

Personality: kind, gentle, caring, loving, a little bit naive (he a sheltered boi), passive, intelligent

Juliette Fox

Species: black widow mutant

Gender: female

Nickname: Jul

Height: 6’0

Pronouns: she/her

Personality: snappy, sarcastic, witty, intelligent, kind (sometimes).

Before you ask, yes, I will be info dumping on their past and traits. I’ll also be doing solo drawings of them and the turtles. All of this will happen at a later date, but I promise they will be posted soon. I hope you all grow to love my characters just like I have!

♥️💙💜🧡

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