#tmnt fanboy

[ladysqueakinpip]

what started as the desire to draw The Donnies in their Iconic Purple Jackets just devolved into Donnie's Bizarre Adventures

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Big Brain idea: Rottmnt x batfam crossover

(Big thanks to @clanofjones for letting me bounce ideas off them 🥰)

[helmetica]

I think watching Nicktoons is how I ended up gnc

[jerrsterrr]

not every episode but honestly who cares this is so so cool

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I don't mean to be annoying, but as of right now, we only have 11 different shows submitted (over 20 responses, but many of them are repeats!).

I wanted to be able to end submissions by this weekend, but it looks like the final date for submissions might be a week or two past the originally planned deadline. If you could reblog/share or submit one more show, please consider doing so!

Reminder that you can submit multiple different shows! (Just no repeats C:)

(I am reblogging this with the tags of Nicktoons we DON'T have submissions filled out with!)

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When someone you admire interacts with your content

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I. AM. SO. SORRY.

[teetle-time]

Live or Die, Man, We Need Each Other (Part 1 of ???)

Shortly after the invasion, Leo and his brothers go on their first post-Krang mission: stopping a different ominous group of occultists from summoning a being of unknowable power from another (non-prison) dimension to wreak havoc. Evil never rests, after all, even if he and his bros should probably still be recovering from their last big all-out battle.

Meanwhile, Danny just wants to take a fucking nap.

Surely this won't turn into something absolutely massive in scale that sucks them all in.

(or, so do yall remember that Danny Phantom crossover that's been haunting me? yeah lol behold. throwing some ghost king danny in a blender with the rise guys and some classic tmnt tropes that rise never really got a chance to explore, with an eventual side of textfic/chatfic, jack and maddie fenton trying to be good parents, dani, the epf, the giw, roughly one and a half farmhouse arcs, rise-ifications of minor characters from previous tmnt iterations, and *checks notes* shelldon my son <3)

Not actually posting to ao3 right away this time I think- I kinda wanna polish/tweak this bit a lil more first, but I figured this first bit works well enough on its own! also i wanted to infect yall w/ the brainworms because a mere 8 dp-only xovers on ao3 feels like it should be illegal <3

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There was an electric charge in the air as Leo peered down at the cultists from the rafters.

Considering the fact that the charge felt like a portal despite Leo's lack of portaling intent, he would bet away his rights to the final pizza slice for a month that something was about to come through.

The cult below (not the Foot, shockingly enough) had chanted enough Latin that Donnie had gone pale upon checking his tech for a translation, so that 'something' probably wasn't good, either.

Just how Leo wanted to spend the end of his first full day off his crutches.

Really.

(Idly, he wondered if there was any point to being so bitingly sarcastic in his own mind when nobody could hear him anyway.)

He met Raph's eyes, then Mikey's, then Donnie's, each of them mirroring his own resignation and resolve.

"Veni ad nos, Rex inquieti Mortuorum!" cried the cultists as one. "Veni ad nos ut serviamus tuo glorioso proposito in mundo viventium!"

Leo opened the mind meld for a split second. Right, so I caught "rex," "mortuorum," and "serviamus." All in favor of sending these idiots to the Pain Train?

That got matching smirks from his brothers, and Leo grinned back before flipping down from the ceiling and dropping into the main mass of observing cultists. "Hey, guys, I think I got a bit lost. I was looking for the bathroom, but it looks like I found a bunch of would-be world-conquerers instead!"

The face of one of the lead cultists, the one at the head of the summoning circle, contorted into an expression of rage almost comically intense- and, to be quite honest, second only to Casey's extremely emotive face.

And then the rest of the cultists swarmed him.

Luckily, his brothers had only been a split second behind him, and the four of them wove between cultists with ease when possible and laid the hurt on 'em when slipping through wasn't an option.

"We gotta break that circle!" called Mikey worriedly. "Barry told me even circles half as ornate still summon things way above our pay grade!"

"We're getting paid?" quipped Leo, even as he zeroed in on the circle and slashed his katanas through the air. "What, we get an allowance now?"

No portal of his own appeared, his energy immediately flowing into the air just above the circle instead. Lovely.

As Leo inwardly rolled his eyes and just pressed further through the mass of people, Raph's crimson projection shot overhead. "POWER SMASH JUTSU!"

While Raph did successfully manage to bring his glowing fists down on the circle with enough force to shake the ground and knock the cultists nearest him off their feet, the circle only glowed an ominous acid green, completely untouched despite the now-massive cracks in the concrete around it.

The lead cultist laughed from where he'd fallen to the ground. "Yes! Yes! The King has heard our call and is coming to do our bidding!"

Leo watched in horror as the acid green crackled into icy blue, and as the temperature plummeted, an eerie voice rang through the warehouse.

"Uh, the only bidding I was planning on doing today was in an online auction for a rare piece of Dumpty Humpty merch."

What.

All motion froze, and Leo found himself gawking as smoke billowed from the circle before coalescing into…a white-haired humanoid teenager.

"And I'm pretty sure that auction just got sniped from me with 10 seconds left on the clock, but instead of getting the chance to snipe it back, I got yanked out here," snarked the teenager, glaring at the hooded cultists with eyes the same acid green as the circle had been.

One of his eyebrows lifted slightly at the sight of Leo and his bros, but otherwise he paid them no mind.

One of the cultists spluttered. "What-?! You're not the Ghost King!"

The teen's face went flat. "No, actually, I'm pretty sure I am. Wasn't planning on it, but, yknow, the old guy picked a fight with me a few years back. If it's him you wanted, uh…you're shit outta luck. I don't really do things his way."

The cultists all started turning towards the teen in anger, but-

One.

One single flick of his wrist, and the cultists were all encased in ice, save for small holes just in front of their noses and mouths.

That was all it took.

The teen groaned and dropped his head into his hands, some of the eerie reverb fading from his voice. "And today's a test day."

"Uhhh…" said Leo intelligently.

The teen stiffened, then stood up straight and scratched at the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. "Ah, shit, sorry about all this. Were these idiots trying to sacrifice you? Cultists have a tendency to do that, even though I keep telling them not to."

"Um, no…Your Majesty…?" tried Raph, his voice rising to a squeak at the end.

"Ugh, ew, please no." The teen grimaced. "You can just call me Phantom. Or my first name, but I'm not really sure I wanna say that out loud with these guys right here." He hooked a thumb over his shoulder at one of the cultists, who helpfully made a furious little peep in the ice.

"Fair enough," said Mikey, getting his metaphorical feet under him just before Leo could. He clapped his hands together cheerfully, and only Leo's lifetime of growing up with Mikey let him still see his younger brother's nerves. "So, are there any rules or anything for that summoning circle that need to be put into action before you can go back to your online auctions?"

Phantom shrugged. "I mean, technically if there's still somebody conscious around, I still have to make a deal before I can leave, but I'd be willing to get these guys to the cops with evidence of their crimes in exchange for directions back to Illinois."

Leo met Donnie's eyes. He could see the urge to ask Phantom every question in the English language.

Donnie shot him a pleading look.

Leo pressed his beak together thinly, then smiled at Phantom. "As long as that evidence doesn't include us four. And also my twin bro over there wants to be able to ask you things. Probably all the things."

"I can keep you out of it," Phantom agreed immediately. "I know what it's like to wanna stay on the down-low, trust me. Though…I probably can't stay very long, but I can make an email address so we can keep in touch?"

"That would be splendid!" declared Donnie, a grin already splitting his face.

"Sweet," said Phantom. With a snap of his fingers, the cultists and their icy cases shot out the door, the circle's light died, and a slip of paper appeared in front of Donnie. "Now, uh…how do I get to Illinois?"

Seeing Donnie preoccupied with entering the text on the paper into his systems, Leo went to pull out his phone, but Raph beat him to it, already opening up TelloMaps and showing Phantom. "Well, it's a bit of a ways away, but-"

Phantom's hands flew up to grab at his hair. "I'M IN NEW YORK?!"

Leo frowned. "Hey, what's wrong with New York?"

"Nothing!" said Phantom far too cheerily, already lifting into the air. "Except! It is an almost 900 mile flight and I have cl-uh, gotta be somewhere in under two hours! Gotta go, I'll keep in touch, can't stay any longer BYE!"

And he shot out one of the upper windows in a flash, leaving only a skybound sonic boom in his wake.

Leo blinked. "…huh. D'ya think he knows I could just portal him there, or…?"

Mikey visibly deflated into Donnie's side. "Ohhhmegosh, Barry's gonna lose it when I tell him about this."

"Woah, woah, hold on, who says we gotta tell him anything?" Leo asked.

"Bro, the 'old guy' Phantom mentioned?" Mikey quirked a brow ridge at him. "That'd be Pariah Dark, a violent ghost who ascended to the ghost throne right about when humanity was learning about this hot new thing called 'fire.' Barry taught me about it on, like, my second day of mystic training. Dude was so big and bad his subjects had to revolt and lock him up, like the Shredder on steroids except without the evil armor possessing him."

Donnie pressed his palms together and lifted them against his beak, the perfect picture of someone who'd just realized something horrifying. "Is the throne passed down through, perchance, a line of conquest?"

Mikey nodded. "But usually mystics tend to figure that anybody who could beat Pariah Flippin' Dark would be even bigger and badder than him. Except…"

Raph's face was turned down in a thoughtful frown. "He sounded…kinda like a normal human teenager our age. Except for the 'dead' thing. Did he actually mention Dumpty Humpty, or was Raph just hearing things?"

"If he'd known there'd been a change in power, Barry would've told me," Mikey continued. "Not just because I'm his favorite, but because he knows I'm just chaotic enough to think about trying bigger things on my own, and learning about the Ghost King is kinda huge."

"Only thinking, though, right, Mikey?" prodded Raph sternly.

"Scout's honor!" chirped he immediately.

"Is that even something we can say after we failed at being Todd Scouts…?" Leo trailed off.

"Casey made me an honorary Brownie Scout when she came to visit after the invasion and you guys were all out cold," said Mikey unapologetically.

"I wonder what happened 'a few years back,' and what a white-haired fellow teen from Illinois had to do with it," mused Donnie, helpfully bringing the conversation back around to the important bit.

"Betcha Hueso might be in the know," Leo suggested. "He's a yokai instead of a ghost, but being a skeleton yokai might mean he knows stuff like this."

"Let's get home before we do anything else," said Raph. "I can see Leo's legs shaking under his weight."

"What?" Leo protested. "My legs aren't-!"

Unhelpfully, his knees knocked together hard enough to draw his attention to where they were, in fact, shaking from the effort of holding himself up.

"Ah, crud," Leo groaned. "Never mind. I can still portal us home, though, at least."

"That's what I thought," Raph snorted. "Besides, I think this whole Ghost King mess can probably wait until we're all sitting down, if that's the new guy."

Mikey nodded. "Gotta give ya that. Barry'll probably still make a funny face, though."

"Eh, let him." Leo hefted himself up onto Raph's shell, then leaned to the side and sliced a portal open. "Vámanos!"

〜

As Danny streaked over Pennsylvania, he dug out his phone and started tapping at the email app Tucker had coded a few months back. It'd been mostly for laughs- who on Team Phantom even needed email when they all had Fenton Phones? and even regular phones, nowadays?- but it was just as secure as everything else Tucker made, and as it turned out, it was exactly what he needed this morning.

Better to have it open in the background so he knew when the purple turtle guy got around to emailing him.

Once he made sure he still remembered his password, he pocketed the phone again and pushed himself a little faster. He'd clearly gotten faster since the last time he'd checked- the sonic boom was honestly his first clue- but he couldn't keep that kind of speed up for very long yet, and he was still over…looked like Ohio, now.

Oh, wait, there was a 'welcome to Ohio' sign just up ahead- and he passed it.

Now he was in Ohio.

All that to say, he still couldn't afford to slow down in distraction for very long if he wanted to get to class in a bit more than an hour.

As if waiting for Danny to think exactly that, his phone buzzed.

He tugged it back out to check, and it buzzed again in his hand.

The first notification was a text from Jazz: 'I saw you weren't in your room just now. Fight or flight?'

The second was an email from an alphabootyyyshaker9000@geniusbuilt.com- an email that seemed more like an essay, if the shortened version in the notification meant anything.

Danny grimaced, made sure he was aligned with a highway down below so he wouldn't drift off-course, and tapped out a response for Jazz.

'flight. bookin it rn, p far. tell u later, but im ok'

She responded with an immediate thumbs-up and smiley emoji combo.

"Never change, Jazz," Danny huffed with a grin.

Then he tried to look at the email.

'Tried' being the key word.

Luckily, the purple turtle had prefaced his email with the sentences 'You are welcome to answer this once you have the time. You did mention being in a rush at the moment.'

Relieved, Danny shoved his phone back in his pocket and turned his attention towards his own personal Get-Back-Home 100% Speedrun.

[enb-y]

I knew it.

[jocelynships]

Going to a convention today, and I’m so excited! My niece and I are dressing up as Amy and Cream from the Sonic games and it’s gonna be so cute! Obviously I’ll show pics of me lol but yeah! It seems like a small con, so nothing too exciting this time (which tbh is fine with me, the last three cons I went to did overwhelm me despite how fun it was meeting all those VAs), but it IS my niece’s first ever convention!

So if I’m quiet for the day, that’s why lol.

[darkcrowprincess]

Percico headcanon: they'd both love Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Percy's favorite Turtle is Mikey. Nico's is a tie between Raph and Leo. Nico's favorite version of Tmnt is the 2012 one. Percy's is 2004. Percy especially loved tmnt. I mean he grew up in New York. One of the first dates Nico and Percy had was eating Pizza and watching Tmnt cartoons.

Percy with stars in his eyes to Nico: Do I have a cartoon for you!

Percy again with stars in his eyes: we can be ninjas!

Nico his inner nerd coming out: we can be ninjas!

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@somerandomdudelmao Oops my hand slipped-

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When Raph died the first time, he hadn’t expected to be brought back to life. But before he could take Karai’s hand and pass on, Mikey’s ninpo dragged him back into the mortal world. There, he’d lived the rest of his days as a robot built by Donnie. He didn’t mind if he could continue to help and protect his family.

But when Leo dropped the question, he knew that was it. Raph was never going to refuse it. The thought didn’t even cross his mind. Their generator was failing and the only other one left was the one in his chest. 

If the Resistance was to survive, then they needed it.

Even as Leo begged him to refuse, even as Mikey cried, even as Casey plead for him to not go through with it, he knew that his days on the mortal plane were over.

Ascension to the spirit realm was a lot easier this time. He could watch for a while as the engineers hooked the robot's body up with powerlines and distributors. He watched until he sensed a presence behind him. When he turned, his Gram Gram was standing there.

She offered him her hand. “Are you ready to go?”

Raph chuckled wistfully. “I’m a bit overdue, ain’t I?” He took her hand. The pair floated away from the scene, scattering into light particles. He could still sense her. “There is someone waiting for you, child.”

Donnie.

–

Life as a spirit was quite… interesting. At least, according to Hamtato Donatello. He could watch over his brothers whenever he wanted. See, but never speak.

Yes, he had been trying to reach his brothers’ ninpo. However, something was messing with his connection. No matter how hard he focused or tried to manifest himself, it just wasn’t enough.

So when he witnessed the events surrounding Raph, he’d almost felt… relieved. He didn’t wish death upon any of his brothers, but to be able to see one of them again and actually touch him filled him with a sense of longing.

When Karai returned with his brother in tow, Donnie was already waiting. And he knew that Raph knew.

He and the snapper locked gazes. There was one beat of silence and then he felt Raph’s arms around him. And he was warm.

The genius cried. He cried his eyes out, sobbing against Raph’s shoulder. It had genuinely amazed him that spirits were able to cry, but here he was. Raph just hugged him tightly, even lifting him into the air.

After a moment that could’ve lasted years or just a heartbeat, he chuckled and patted Raph’s arm. “Okay, big guy. Can you put me down now?”

Raph stared at him, seemingly taking that in offense, but obliged. He smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, Don. I promised Mikey that I would.”

Donnie looked Raph over. His brother looked so… normal. He’d returned to the Raph they all knew and loved before the incident and the consequent robot ordeal. It was almost as if the apocalypse never happened. Gone was the Raph-chasm, his worry lines having been reduced to a less intimidating size. He had his snaggle-toothed grin back and it was lighting up the entire realm.

Before the two could even calm down from the experience, a third spirit joined their side. And while Donnie had had time to adjust to this all, Raph certainly had not.

“Dad…?”

Splinter looked the same, but at the same time, he looked so much younger than Raph could ever remember him to be. Their father smiled at him and patted his leg. “Hello Red,” he said gently.

Raph kneeled and took his dad in a proper, tight, hug. He squeezed him happily. Luckily spirits couldn’t feel pain. Splinter laughed like he always did and hugged him back with his tiny rat arms. “I’m glad to see you again,” he said softly.

Raph was crying now too, an onslaught of emotions overwhelming him. For a while, he just listened to the soothing whispers of his father and focused on the gentle sensation of Donnie rubbing his shell.

It was safe to say that they didn’t let go for a while.

[aprosin]

my twitter page is fucking screaming of how much shit I'm rt atm

[tizeline]

This is it, FINALLY we're gonna see the actual beginning of the story! Episode one! Yay!! So Donnie and April are just hanging out when they find this weird fox-dog-cat-creature or whatever, but before they have time to figure out exactly what it is, they're interrupted by three Normal Human Teenage Boys! Uh Oh!

... okay so the Normal Human Teenage Boys were actually Giant Turtle Teenage Boys. Cool.

So from Donnie's and April's perspective, as far as they know Donnie and Splinter are one of a kind, they've never encountered any other mutants or yōkai before. Both of them have of course always been curious about Don's origins but have never found any lead on where he came from nor how he was created. All of this is to say, suddenly encountering three other mutant turtles like Donnie himself out of nowhere is literally the craziest thing ever for them!

From the Drax Bros' perspective though... they have no idea why this random yōkai dude is acting like he's never interacted with any other yōkai in his life?? Like sure, some yōkai who live on the surface can be a bit out of the loop when it comes to the rest of yōkai-society. Not knowing what a cloaking brooch is is certainly weird, but whatever, maybe he just kinda lives under a rock or something. But then he reacts Like That to seeing their true forms?? What's this guy's deal?? (Give them a second, they're gonna connect the dots real soon lol)

Next part ->

Reference for the Human Drax Brothers! And yes I have made it A Thing that Leo is a huge Shadow fanboy and I will STICK TO IT!

Also in that TMNT x Power Rangers crossover comic, when the turtles were disguised as humans they all had backpacks to represent their shells, I thought that fun a fun concept so they all have backpacks here too lol.

Oh and another thing, when I was showing sneak peeks of the comic to some peeps on discord, it was pointed out to me that that one panel looked like an Omori encounter so I made this low-res edit in like 2 minutes, enjoy

[dysfunctional-doodle]

I’ve got too many headcanons about TMNT multiverse interactions so I am probably going to start doing more text based posts to ramble about these lol.

Headcanon #1 - every version of Leo secretly (or not so secretly) thinks that 2003 Leo is really cool, actually.

In particular, mutant mayhem/tottmnt Leo admires him because - come on, he’s so cool! He has a mysterious, strong and silent tone that is just like all superheroes he reads about in comics, and is insanely good at fighting. He made his own katanas out of a forge! How cool can you get?

This ultimately leads to, whenever they do manage to finally meet face to face, MM Leo following 2003 Leo around like a duckling and just admiring everything about him. Proper nerdy, young fanboy behaviour. 2003 Leo is slightly confused but secretly happy, choosing to then tutor MM Leo in particular which he obviously is over the moon about.

(I have so many hcs about the mm boys getting adopted by almost every version of themselves it’s insane)

You know what? I’m making a bit of art on this

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