#random-fandom-and-stuff

[nicktoonsunite]

Yo your art is so cool for Nicktoons Unite that it got me to legit look up the game and I am currently watching a playthrough of the first game lmao :D (by the way, what order do the games go in so i know which one to look at next?)

tyty!! and sorry this ask is super late so you probably already looked up the order by now, but i'll list them down anyway in case;

nicktoons unite

battle for volcano island

attack of the toybots

globs of doom

[carrots-bear]

Not a Big Nerd

Rottmnt fan-fic By Bear | Started - 3/7/25

Chapter One

Donnie was nearly there! He just had to attach the knob properly, and then he would have successfully made a real life atom miniaturizer!

He and his brothers collectively loved ‘Jupiter Jim: A Big Problem for a Small Hero’ when they were younger, so he knew they would love it. He even designed it after the prop in the original film! Come to think of though, with the knowledge Donnie had on the actor and ‘props’, it was probably a real atom miniaturizer…

Regardless! He had attached the last piece, and it was time for testing. He turned the knob to a miniaturizing setting, and contemplated what to test it on. He supposed something that could be replaced would be optimal. Donnie scanned the room. He couldn’t find anything immediately, so he decided to walk around.

While he was looking at other surfaces, he was not watching his feet; he tripped on a perfectly placed extension cord. Donnie stumbled, but found his footing. However, the sci-fi gun-shaped machine escaped his grasp, flying out of his hands.

It felt like he was experiencing everything in slow motion, yet it was as though it all happened too quickly to comprehend. It was in the air, then it wasn’t. It landed on the ground, and then a chain reaction began, mesmerizing the soft-shell turtle.

When the miniaturizer hit the floor, it also hit an upturned end of a wrench that was leaning on a stack of notes and papers. The wrench flew into the air, and hit what could be viewed as an appendage-like extension of Donnie’s lab, making it rotate. The tool spun, knocking over some books, one of which knocked another, smaller ‘arm’, that had a magnet on the end, and made that spin around. The magnet got near a newton’s cradle, bringing one of the marbles back. The two marbles at either end began to click back and forth.

They had been created as back up alarms in case any of his brothers came into his lab without his know-how. No-one could resist newton’s cradle, least Donnie’s brothers.

That being said, it set the alarm off. The alarm, and the clicking, and the spinning, and everything was too much for Donnie. He covered his ears and squeezed his eyes shut. He felt energy emanating from himself.

It was quiet. He dared to open his eyes.

Everything had ceased its doing. Odd. Everything was glowing purple— his shade of purple. Further, his ninpo’s shade of purple. Donnie looked down at himself and saw that he was glowing as well. Odder indeed. Perhaps ninpo responds to strong emotions now as well, Donnie theorized.

“Better fix this then,” he said to himself. He closed his eyes once more and concentrated. He thought of natural stillness, and how he just wanted nothing more but that. He felt a natural sort of calmness come over his lab, and he opened his eyes again. Everything was still, and not glowing with his Hamato ninpo.

“Good,” he nodded to himself, looking around the room. He glanced down at the ground where the atom miniaturizer lay. Donnie shook his head as he knelt down. “And to think all that chaos started with— Sure it is, Big Guy… Dangit…”

Sometimes he and Raph mixed each other’s words up— even if they were in different rooms, or complete opposite sides of the city— because they had obtained a portion of the hive-mind power when they had each merged with the Kraang.

“Sigh. Well, let’s see if there’s anything that got messed up…” Donnie said as he turned the object around. He got to the right side. “Nuts and bolts!” There were wires hanging out of the side. “Months of hard work put in, and it finally being ready for testing, only for it to break,” Donnie grumbled.

He started walking over to his work bench. He heard a giggling sound, and froze. “Hello?”, Donnie asked, turning around. The sound was coming from the table in the back of his lab, and it was definitely not anyone he knew that was making it. “Come out, heathen! Or face the wrath of Hamato Donatello. Ninja and genius, certainly no match for you,” Donnie called as he stepped closer.

On the ground in front of the table were screws… Screws that were meant to be in the machine in his hands, come to think of it. “You broke my atom miniaturizer… You deliberately took it apart! Oh-ho-ho, you may think you’re safe behind there, but you aren’t!”, the soft-shell threatened. He examined the wires; they were still connected, so there shouldn’t be any problems with the technology itself. Just the frame.

Donnie strode over to the table, bent over, and picked up the screws. He materialized a screwdriver for a moment, hastily screwing the bits of metal in. The screwdriver vanished at Donnie’s command.

As the purple masked Hamato looked up, a cat-like creature with black-fur, a tail with a pink tuft, and gray leopard print, leapt out at him. It’s eyes were emerald green. It giggled again. He fired the miniaturizer “gun” at it, and it dodged. It laughed harder, as if amused by his endeavors.

Donnie fired at it again, but the recoil didn’t push him back because it was going forward,,, it was because the frame came loose again, and the blast was being aimed at Donnie.

He dropped the machine, and squeezed his eyes shut. He felt as though his body was being crammed into a mold that it shouldn’t fit, and then he felt a pressure all around, like he couldn’t breathe, and then…! It was over.

He opened his eyes, unsure what to expect. But he when he did… well, there was the atom miniaturizer, on the ground in front of the table. And his lab… it was huge! Or rather, Donnie was small…

The cat emerged from behind the table, cackling. There was a sudden whoosh, and before him was not a cat, but a witch!

She had no hat, but her elf-y ears gave it away. She didn’t have colorful skin, however, but appeared to have black skin, as Donnie’s best friend did. She had lighter-colored magenta hair, and her black hair was growing out. She had green-blue heterochromia. She had a black— as in the color— patch on each ear-tip.

The girl continued to cackle as she picked up the miniaturizer. “Oo, Bella will love this new toy,” she said with a slight New York accent, examining Donnie’s technological miracle with a wondering eye. She glanced at the table. It had one thing on it: the blueprints for the atom size adjuster. She picked that up as well before storing it in the hammer-pocket. “Well, thank you for the laugh. I’ll be off now. See ya!” She pulled out a bottle and poured the white contents out on her head. A poof! of glittery white smoke, and she was gone.

Donnie sagged as reality sank in. No blueprints. He didn’t think he could materialize the miniaturizer with his ninpo either. He was stuck like this.

Ah, shell.

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Woo! First chapter ✔️

The art featured in this chapter was done by @random-fandom-and-stuff , and it's what inspired this fic!

[heybabybird]

d'oh moon's haunted👻👻🐕

[random-dragon-exe]

You know what, I don't care what anyone says, this is the funniest line and scene to me in Dragons: Race to the Edge;

Just something about him picking fun of his lack of leg and inability to say no to Astrid's ideas for the price of one line is hilarious to me.

[zefferooni]

Bored af so Bloom redesign let's go!!

[nadiajustbe]

You are. My friend

Today you found out that I can write poetry AND that I study English. A little Macbeth-themed thingy inspired by @two-bees-poetry

Fan fact: because English is not my native language I had to write both columns in the same time, otherwise I won't be able to stick my grammar together.

[sourlemonadez]

Dca art dump WHOA

I can't be the only one who gets similar vibes from Ezreal (LoL) and Sanii right?? RIGHT???? Also misuta constellation blush AUGHDUDHHS

First 3 dcas by @venomous-qwille

[komorebiboo]

skk for the soul

[jacsoup]

MOKARUN <333 Another animation for y’all

I’ve been SO into Dandadan lately. It’s becoming one of my fav animes alongside Mob Psycho 100 and Saiki K. Heh, the psychic-centred animes gravitate towards me ig.

[leupagus]

Gotta say I find the college-aged kids whose profiles read "MINORS DNI!!!" adorable. Babycakes I know it's exciting being at the grown-up table now, but those were your classmates five minutes ago. Maybe calm down.

[lore-grandma]

How fucking dare, you come into my house, fuck my wife and you don’t even offer any of your bean dip casserole?!

[oldfangirl81]

Painted some of the wooden snakes while watching Leverage.

AroAce Snake

Asexual Snake

Bisexual Snake

Pride Snake

Loki Snake

Hawkeye Snake

[anachronismstellar]

Throwing shade at fanfic because it hasn't been written to your standards is so 2009 vibes.

Grow up. Close the tab and move on. No one is forcing you to read it, fucking hell.

[random-dragon-exe]

Ok but like, I like to imagine/headcannon that despite being such a hero, Mario feels a a lot of pressure from his role.

Like the guy is always seen as the solution whenever someone or something is a threat to the Mushroom Kingdom.

I mean, he's been through so much, which includes going through the galaxies (technically twice) and having his own brother turned against him into the harbinger of the apocalypse.

So how could he not, when knowing that he's their hope? When in his mind and literally, the Kingdom depends on him.

Think of it kinda like Luisa from Encanto with her pressure.

Now put that onto Mario.

He just doesn't want to let anyone down or be seen as a failure. Because not only would he fail, his failure/letting them down would lead to his loved ones to get hurt.

So he just pushes through it, and does his best to hide how he's really feeling. Because if he doesn't, it'll be a sign of weakness. And he doesn't want them to see him be weak, he's supposed to be their strong hero.

To add to this, I also like to think that he feels guilty that he's gotten captured (three but technically 4) times by King Boo.

He doesn't want to be a burden to Luigi, so whenever he encounters King Boo or a swarm of boos, he's determined to fight back and thinks he can do it, only to be proven wrong (again and again) when he gets placed in a painting.

Mario probably gets frustrated at himself for not being able to defeat them in the same way he can easily defeat other enemies he's ran into.

Although he probably doesn't want to admit it. All of it. He doesn't want Luigi to get worried for him.

[retrobr]

god bless those people who create stuff for very small fandoms. may yalls pillow always be pleasantly cool