"…and then the creature ATTACKED!" Mikey yells unnecessarily loud for dramatic effect, smiling when everyone jumps back. "But don't worry," He reassured them, "the hero knew what could defeat it. Pulling out Flamey: his trusty flamethrower, he was able to defeat it with the power of fire!!!" 🔥🔥🔥
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Is IGKD Mikey telling the truth? Or is he just making up some fun spooky stories to entertain his cabinmates?
The world may never know~
~ Cadoo 🐾
@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion
Cabin 15 Roll Call:
🔥 GGTH!AU @/clawsandpaws-creativearchive
🔥 IGKD @justalittleobsessed
🔥 Sparky!AU @belleyellsaboutturtles
🔥 Relinquish!AU @spacemimz
🔥 TMNT!Aberration @probably-not-a-rutabaga
🔥 In This Together @theartofeverything
🔥 Counselor Lenox @bigmoneysniffler
🔥 Broken Bonds @yourlocaltiredartist
Special Guest Appearance [ Cabin 10 ]:
𖤓 Little Subjects @allyheart707
As soon as I saw that @shellsweet was opening coms. for sketch covers I knew I had to ZOOM!
Not only was the entire commissioning experience perfect, but ShellSweet is an absolute joy to interact with! Professional, quick to respond/communicate, and extremely kind/sweet (as her name suggests)!
I requested for my and @languajix's GGTH!AU Donatello be drawn and it feels so surreal to have our boy on the cover of an actual TMNT comic! He looks amazing! I couldn't be more happy with the final product!
Shipping was so fast too? Pretty sure this got sent out over the weekend!! Everything was packaged so nicely and I can't wait to display the comic and the poster with the rest of my slowly growing turtle hoard!
Thank you again so much ShellSweet, i'm over the moon and I haven't stopped shaking since opening the package hahaa!
( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡
This year brought a lot of change for me. I discovered a whole new space that I could be creative in, fell deeper into an interest that makes me happy, but most importantly- I made friends who have changed my outlook on life.
To be honest, I am so happy to still be here. This time last year was one of the lowest points of my life for many reasons, and seeing how different my life is now compared to then makes everything worth it. It never would have happened if it weren't for the people around me. I started getting mental help, I began accepting who I am without trying to erase the bad, and I grew relationships that gave me a whole new perspective on what it means to have friends. Specifically, you four!
I could blab for ages about how grateful I am for you guys, but it would never be enough. I made a last second decision to join the @tmnt-fandom-family-reunion, and I never could have guessed it would result in me meeting some of my best friends.
Obsess, I'll admit that I've spoken to you the least, but your words of encouragement and genuine joy have always brought a smile to my face. I'm excited to get to know you more.
Jix, you were the one who opened your arms and welcomed me in, even recommending my work to your other friends, and I can't imagine where I would be now if we hadn't been in the same cabin. Being able to relate to you when it comes to gender identity has also been massive for me, and I can't thank you enough for feeling safe enough to speak about it with me.
Belle, seeing that you are reading something of mine always fills me with such glee. You are such fun, and I feel happier even just knowing that you're there. I can't wait to make more fun stories for you to read, and see what else you make.
Cadoo, I have to give a special thank you to you. Before I found this little group, I was always terrified that the creative ideas I had were too out there. I was scared that no one would like the stories I had to tell. Just being able to talk to you and bounce ideas off you has helped me not only feel safer in my ideas, but also helped develop some of the best parts of those ideas. The things we've made together and the things you've helped me develop for my own creations are some of my favorite things that I've ever made, and I can't wait to make more magic with you.
That's all. I really can't say enough just how much all of you mean to me. So here's to another year of awkward teenagers, old rodents, cliffhangers, and found families. I love you guys. ❤️🩵🧡💜💚
“Hi there! The name’s Raph! Do you want to join me and my brothers smashing some watermelon?”
“We can eat them later! Next one Lee!”
“Step back a bit further, Michelangelo. We don’t want to accidentally portal you too, don’t we?”
“Oops yeah. Hey D-Captain, it’s your turn!”
“You can have my turn. I’m going for a swim”
“Want to try this one? You can use my bat”
@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion
No bat necessary!
Did this mental image plague me enough that I caved and bought the Procreate Dreams app. to make it? Yes. Yes it did.
Am I an animator and know what i'm doing? Nah, enjoy this silly simple loop anyway!
V, your illustrations are god tier as always, adore the vibes you captured for your boys here! The colors are immaculate, the lighting is gorgeous, and the activity??? What a fun idea! Thanks for including Don in your fun!
WIP Good Genes & Thick Hides ref for Donnie!!
There's a fun lil Summer Camp themed TMNT Fam Reunion thing going on and i'm speed running content for this AU so I can toss Don into the lake as your local summer camp cryptid!!!!
Following the canonical end of the Turtle Sitting episodes, the brothers administer Stockman's cure to Don and quickly rush him home.
The cure seems to be working but it's evident that despite Don's awareness returning, there are some changes that just aren't going to go away.
New size, new shell, new scales, new tail, new instincts. Did their brother really ever come back at all?
~Cadoo 🐾
Some more fun lore bits under the cut~
Don does begin to shrink/lose some of the 2nd mutations' physical changes for a short time after the cure is administered
Eventually different changes start to take place, in some cases seemingly in reverse of the cure (ie: Don's tail & claws growing)
There is still confirmation that the 2nd mutation was breaking down Don's cells, LH is able to once again see that these additional changes are repairing some of that left over damage but he can't pinpoint why/what's causing this immune response without the mutagen still being present in Don's body.
Don gets to unlock fun new vocal cues and sounds! Talking verbally is hard but who needs it when you can snarl, chirp, growl, hiss, and purr!
More to come eventually????
Had to be super dramatic with GGTH!Don's entrance into the
@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion
He's now the camp's own not so little cryptid sighting.
Anyone is welcome to try and interact with him while he's running amok.
Try to calm him down maybe????
@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion (Cabin 15)
~ Cadoo 🐾 (Feel free to reblog + interact with the boy, he's strugglin)
Don squeezed his eyes shut, his tail flicked out behind him, thumping repeatedly against the edge of his makeshift bed.
He’d crawled his way home the night before, exhausted from a full week of mischief, exhausted but happy. Don had flopped down into his nest for a well deserved sleep, comfortable, content, and looking forward to the following morning. He had plans to go back to his cabin after breakfast. To visit his friends, his brothers.
He’d been woken up by the camp’s final event announcement, blaring over the intercom.
“...our camp-sanctioned farewell meeting is upon us.”
Don didn’t get up.
Oh.
Camp was ending.
He’d be home soon.
Back in his proper dimension.
In his proper lair.
With dad and Leo, and Raph and Mikey.
Leatherhead and Casey and April.
Back with his proper family.
Like his instincts wanted.
Like he wanted.
….
Don thought….he thought he’d be happier than this. Excited maybe? At ease?
Of course he expected to feel a little upset, after spending months connecting with his cabin mates and interacting with other versions of his family it was only natural for there to be a feeling of loss. This experience was never going to last forever, or at least they’d all assumed so. He’d been prepared really, this wouldn’t be the first time that he’d had to part ways with new friends or family. This wasn’t catching him unawares. Really. Logically he knew that.
So why….
Why was he so….sad? No. Anxious?
Scared.
Scared to go back home.
He could hear his heartbeat, too fast as it kept pace with the stressed swing of his tail. His head was buzzing just behind it, a not so soothing white noise to fill the gaps between beats. Don wriggled until he could bury his head under the blankets, it did nothing to muffle the noise and he whined, dragging his claws across the bottom of the nest to shred the sheets he was laying on. Not like he’d be needing them much longer.
This was ridiculous. Stupid even. On the verge of panic over going back to his rightful universe.
Why did that thought scare him? Terrify him?He was going home.
Home.
Where his nest was. Is. Where his family was. Is. Where they are.
And sure, this week would probably be the last time he’d see Mike or Smokey or Mikey or Hunter or Scout or Mercury. But that was expected. That’s how experiences like this worked…when they weren’t orchestrated by some villainous higher power. You come, you meet new people, you leave. Maybe you go on a couple side quests, learn some fun morals and life lessons. Befriend a group of turtles who you can actually have a conversation with again. Sometimes you get to keep a souvenir, sometimes you even get to remember it all!
None of that really mattered though, because he’d be going home and he’d be going to see his family and-
He’d be alone.
Don’s breath stuttered and his throat clicked. His hindlegs pushed him further beneath the blankets, curling up as tightly as he was able. A high distressed trill left his beak, smothered by the folds of the comforter. His head buzzed louder. Half formed thoughts and instincts fighting for purchase.
No. That wasn’t right. He wouldn’t be alone.
His family was is there.
But it’d be quiet again.
That didn’t make sense either. Especially when his baby brother was involved. The lair was never quiet.
He would be.He would be quiet again.
Don blinked. Something cool slid down his cheek.
He’d gotten comfortable here, distracted by the games and newness of it all. He’d forgotten that this wasn’t normal. That he wouldn’t be going back home to something like this.
He wouldn’t be able to initiate play or physical touch like he could here with Hunter or Scout or the nibbles. Because his body language wouldn’t be understood.
He wouldn’t be able to enter a room and announce himself, say I love you, respond to a question like he could with Mikey or Smokey or Mercury. Because he now spoke a completely different language.
He wouldn’t be able to expect the same kind of patience, understanding, or flexibility like he could with Mike. Because he and his brothers were teenagers and despite every crazy thing they’ve experienced thus far it still wasn’t enough to help deal with what was wrong with him.Don would be alone again.
And after months of not being alone he wasn’t sure if he could survive that.
