#tmnt 1987 michelangelo

[sweeneydino]

You should not have thrown away that pizza

Image of the turtle soloing two of his brothers good ol pals JUST BECAUSE they wrecked his pizza.

If that's not a mood, I don't know what is.

[melatonin00]

I am HORRIBLE at drawing comics :"v

hope you like it, I know I don't :")

At first, it wasn't going to be a cómic, it was an impulsive idea :/

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

SPIN👏THE👏WHEEL👏! SPIN👏THE👏WHEEL👏! SPIN👏THE👏WHEEL👏!

Wheel Request: The Attention of a Crush (Fluff?/Cracky?)

1987!Raphael x reader x 1987!Michelangelo

A/N: I SPUN THE WHEELS! Wheel one said 1987! Second wheel said Raphael! Third wheel said “+ one more turtle”, so I went back to the second wheel and it said Michelangelo! And then the third wheel said fluff! Hope you’ll enjoy!❤️🧡

Warnings: None❤️🧡

At this point, Raph and Mikey was in a constant fight for your attention, whenever you were around. You, one of the turtles’ best friends, had become a point of interest for the two brothers, especially your personal attention - which the two brothers wanted all for themselves.

When exactly Raph and Mikey developed a crush on you, no one knew. But seemingly everyone knew, with the exception of you, that the two brothers were hopelessly enamored by you, with comical large hearts in their eyes whenever they saw you. How you didn’t notice was a mystery on its own. But it did prove to be good entertainment for everybody watching.

Whenever you were around, Raph and Mikey would make an attempt to sabotage the other’s attempt to woo you over. Had one gotten totally out of character and brought you chocolate and flowers, the other would steal it before they had the chance to give them to you. There was even a time where Mikey, for some mysterious reason, thought it would be an amazing idea to ask if you wanted him to train you in martial arts. However Raph was quick to take him down, “proving” that Mikey wasn’t fit to train you. But when Raph then insisted that he sound train you, Mikey was quick to kick his legs out underneath him. You ended up asking Leo and Donnie for lessons, as Raph and Mikey’s strange attempts to fight over you, had driven you to believe that neither of them were able to train you. Both Donnie and Leo had found that quite amusing.

But by far, the most amusing thing for Leo and Donnie with this whole situation, was to watch Mikey and Raph’s silent fights over who got to sit next to you. Whether it was a seat next to you on the couch or by the kitchen table, Raph and Mikey would push and pull each other, until one was able to seat their butt firmly next to you. There had been times where Donnie, Leo, April and Master Splinter would just stand by the side line and watch the two fight, all without you noticing a thing. The best thing was when one of them then decided to take the seat next to you, shouldn’t either Mikey or Raph have gotten to it first. The comical looks of betrayal on their faces was always worth it.

There were times when Raph and Mikey wondered if you would ever notice anything. If you would ever notice how one of them kept looking at you, hoping that you would see how they pretty much floated through the air when they followed you, and how you would hopefully one day, give one of them a chance.

But for the time being, you were totally oblivious to any of their attempts of romantic gestures towards you, or how they kept a close eye on each other whenever you were around. The only thing you seemed to notice was two of your best friends, wanting to hang out with you more and more often, and you believed that it was for simple platonic reasons.

And though both Raph and Mikey wished you would look at one of them differently, neither of them could deny how happy they were to have you in their lives. They would much rather just have you as a friend instead of not at all. So if you one day decided to choose one over the other, they wouldn’t get mad at you. You were their best friend, and in the end they would always love you, no matter what… even if you chose their other brothers to train you.

[turtle-titan]

obsessed with this actually i hope he gets his pizza place

[mimjandoodlesstuff]

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This project has been something I've wanted to do for a while but only now got around to actually making it.

The real painting's name is The Defense of the Sampo in English (by Akseli Gallen-Kallela, 1896). Yes, the Sampo is golden pizzas in this "AU", because obviously! And the pike jaw kantele is April's video camera.

[i-am-a-living-god]

Day 13 of drawing a random 5 minute turtle doodle everyday until I don't feel like it anymore, today's victim is 87 Michelangelo!

Another one I did with my finger, 2 minutes! A new record I think lol

[belovedrat]

Hehe Mikey Pizzeria Shenanigans >:3 🍕🧡🐢

Here’s my Lego Build!

@cthulhuismywife it’s not letting me add multiple videos at one soooo if you don’t mind I’ll @ you in the other two small clips I’ll be posting soon :,3

[nyxnightingaleuwu]

A bit late on day 7: Pizza

This is how I'd imagine Rise Mikey would look at 1987 Mikey when they showed them the pizza they eat.

[mimzaucracks]

Silly little Oz AU

I wanted to create something silly for Spooky Season, so I did.

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Leonardo is not Dorothy. The idea is that this would be like an actual episode of the show; he'd get Wizard of Oz'd into, well, Oz, and the episode would play out like an abridged and heavily toned down version of the The Wonderful Wizard of Oz (1900). Which in turn means that the others are not the other three Turtles, either. They are, however, styled after and voiced by the other three. So, instead of saying something like "Donatello", I'll either use "Donatello-as-the-Tin-Woodman" or simply "the Tin Woodman" (which of course also applies to the other two).

The idea of the Scarecrow, the most intelligent character in the main cast in the book, speaking like Michelangelo does in the show was too funny not to implement!

I imagine the dialogue in the scene where Leonardo and Kiki meet him would go something akin to:

“I'm going to the Emerald City to find the wizard to help me back to New York.” “You suppose that wizard dude could give me some brains?" "Yeah, I'm sure he can!" "Mondo tubuloso!”

Not sure if I want Leonardo to be outed as knowing the fact that the wizard is a fraud, though...

I put Leonardo in the silver shoes from the book, since I heavily doubt anyone would've cared for fighting MGM for the rights to use the ruby slippers. On Discord while sketching, we did joke that I could put him in silver Birkenstocks or ruby Crocs. Sadly, Crocs weren't invented until 2002 😔

I debated a lot who to cast who as. Leonardo in the role of Dorothy and Raphael as the Cowardly Lion were easy enough, but which one of the other two brothers to cast as the Scarecrow and Tin Woodman? Both Michelangelo and Donatello work for either, since the book characters' main traits are intelligence and empathy respectively, but I finally settled on the casting that I did. Like mentioned above, the Scarecrow with Michelangelo's speech pattern is absolutely hilarious, but I don't think that Donatello-as-the-Tin-Woodman's hilarity should be understated, either; especially since his canon name when he was human (turtle?) was Nick Chopper, which does fit Donatello's general strategy of repairing things in the TV show by hitting or kicking machines strangely well.

While sketching, I also joked that Raphael-as-the-Cowardly-Lion looks like Raphael just finished a Cats the musical rehearsal but hadn't told anyone and just got busted sneaking back into the Lair. I also accidentally coloured him piss yellow when I coloured the flats, which I suppose is fair. Yellow is actually a colour associated with cowardice (even though the Lion wasn't actually a coward at all, but we'll set that aside).

Speaking of colouring mishaps, when colouring the Tin Woodman's base colour, I decided to look up images of tin to find a good rough match. Well, it then hit me to double check whether tin actually does rust or not. And guess what, it doesn't. Thus, I got around the problem by making his bolts, screws and joints made of iron instead. He has to rust somehow; you cannot have a Wizard of Oz "adaptation" without [Dorothy] and the Scarecrow oiling him upon meeting him.

The Toto situation was a tricky one, since TMNT isn't really known for its prevalence of dogs. The only actual noteworthy canine characters I can think of in any iteration are Rahzar and Dogpound, and as funny as it would've been for me to cast Rahzar as Toto, truth be told I had honestly forgotten him and Tokka even existed in the cartoon. I briefly considered having April be Toto (somehow), but I refused to entertain that idea even more than I already had. Instead, I got around the Toto problem by just drawing a dog (here a Scottish terrier, like how I pictured Toto in my head) and then renaming it. And thus, Kiki! And I love her.

Also, fun fact, the Scarecrow actually wore blue in the book!

[forgetful-nerd]

Look at these innocent, little baby turtles. Not a thought goes on behind those eyes. Sure hope nothing bad happens to them.

[deadtiredghost]

[artisahobby]

Celebrating 40 years of teenagers, mutants, ninjas and turtles!

ID in alt text

[shootingstarsue]

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Unrequited Love (Angst?)

1987!Michelangelo x reader

A/N: Felt for some very mild angst, so here ya go🧡

Warnings: None🧡

Michelangelo sat on the edge of the lair’s main living area, the glow of the television casting a soft light on his pensive face. The usual vibrant energy he carried was dimmed, replaced by a quiet, almost solemn demeanor, as he sat there on the pink couch, watching the movie play out in front of him. But those his eyes were locked on the pictures moving across the screen, his attention and interest was far from the movie he had put on.

Mikey’s brothers were scattered around, engaged in their own activities, oblivious to the turmoil brewing inside their youngest brother. Totally unaware of how Mikey had to force himself to continue staring at the screen, and not turn himself in order to catch a glimpse of what was going on in the kitchen.

You were sitting at the kitchen table, laughing at something Donatello said. You attempted to cover your mouth to stifle your laughter, letting out a snort as you did so, making Mikey’s heart skip a beat at the sound. The sound of your laughter was like music to Michelangelo’s ears, and he once again had to silently restrain himself on the couch, wanting nothing more than to watch you more often than not, soaking in every moment you were near.

Mikey sighed, his gaze dropping to his hands in his lap, the pit in his stomach growing by the minute. How badly he wanted to be with you, to share his feelings, but the fear of rejection kept him silent. It wasn’t just a simple crush anymore; it was a deep, consuming love that made his chest ache with longing. Michelangelo was the fun-loving one, the jokester, always ready with a quip or a prank. But when it came to you, he felt vulnerable, unsure. You forced him out of his comfort zone, and you had no idea that you were doing it.

Every moment spent with you was both a blessing and a curse to poor Mikey. He cherished your friendship, the easy camaraderie that came naturally, but it also highlighted the chasm between what he felt and what he feared he would never have. He recalled the countless nights he lay awake, thoughts of you filling his mind, wondering if you could ever see him as more than a friend. And when he finally closed his eyes and fell asleep, you would still be all he saw, smiling at him in his dreams.

Dreams of you could either be amazing or the absolute worst. In his dreams, you would either hug and kiss him, telling him that you loved him just as much as he loved, before holding him close on the couch as you watched a movie together. Or his dreams would turn into nightmares, where you would reject him, push him away, scream at him or laugh at him. And it was those exact nightmares that seemed to fuel Mikey’s fear, making the thought of ever expressing his feelings for you impossible.

“Hey, Mikey, you okay?” Leonardo’s voice broke through his reverie, and Michelangelo forced a smile, nodding at his big brother.

“Yeah, just thinking,” Mikey replied, trying to sound casual. Leo raised a skeptical eyebrow but didn’t press the matter any further. Instead he settled down next to Mikey, with the intention of enjoying the movie.

Now Michelangelo couldn’t stop his eyes from drifting to you, turning just enough to see you in the kitchen, where you once again started laughing at something Donnie said. Your bright smile making Mikey’s insides erupt with butterflies and his breath hitch for a moment.

Mikey remembered the day he first realized his feelings were more than just friendly affection. It was a day like any other, filled with laughter and shared jokes, but something in the way you smiled at him, the light in your eyes, had struck a chord deep within him. Since then, every glance, every touch, every shared moment had only deepened his feelings.

But with those feelings came fear. Fear that if he confessed, it would change everything. Fear that you might not feel the same way, and even if you did, what kind of life could he offer you? He was a mutant turtle living in the sewers; you deserved so much more.

“Michelangelo, can you pass me the remote?” your voice brought him back to the present. Mikey looked up at you in shock. Having been so caught up in his own thoughts, he did not notice both you or Donnie had made your way into the living area, intending to watch your favorite show. Mikey quickly handed it to you, trying to ignore the way his heart rate started picking up, your fingers brushing against his. That brief contact sent a shiver down his spine, and he hoped you didn’t notice his slight tremble.

“Thanks,” you said with a warm smile, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

“Anytime,” he replied, his voice a little softer than usual.

Mikey wished he could find the courage to tell you how he felt, to open his heart and lay bare his emotions. But every time he tried to muster the words, they got stuck in his throat. What if you laughed? What if you felt awkward and pulled away from him? The thought of losing what he already had with you was unbearable.

Michelangelo often found solace in his hobbies, skating, video games, and of course, pizza. But lately, even those distractions couldn’t keep his mind off you. He skated through the tunnels, imagining you by his side, laughing and sharing the thrill of the ride. He played games, wishing you were there to join in the fun. Every slice of pizza reminded him of the times you shared meals together, talking and laughing as if the world outside didn’t exist. The weight of his unspoken feelings grew heavier each day. He yearned for a sign, something to give him hope, to push him to take that leap. But until then, he would continue to cherish the moments he had, hiding his love behind his usual smile, loving you from afar, and dreaming of a day when he might find the courage to tell you how much you meant to him.

Mikey took a deep breath, forcing himself to join the conversation you and the others had engaged in. If he couldn’t express his feelings, he would at least make the most of every moment with you, hoping that one day, he’d find the strength to reveal the depths of his heart. Until then, he would be your friend, your confidant, your Mikey, loving you in silence and treasuring every second you shared.

[turtle-titan]

mikey cooking styles:

1987: weird combos that taste good to him and his brothers. to everyone else it’s a big no.

2003: started out having trouble. still sometimes had trouble with box cake mixes because he can’t fudge it (does better with cooking than baking)

2012: makes turtley things that taste good to himself. adds human elements to spice it up

rise: could give gordon ramsay a run for his money /lh but seriously, that kid can cook! still can’t bake though

[nosleep83]

I’ve been in the tmnt fandom for a while now and I have come to the conclusion that every version of Mikey is either a sweet baby boy or a pothead

To clear things up a bit I made this.