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~ 𝙶𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚋𝚛𝚘! ~

💜🐢🧡 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: @savemeafruitjuice💜🐢🧡

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚎…𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝…𝚘𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚎!!!˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟹,𝟺𝟼𝟸

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚗…𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕), 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃*𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝙽𝙸. 𝙱𝚞𝚑-𝚋𝚢𝚎. 𝙰𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚊. 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕…)

𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚜𝚜𝚜𝚜: @tiggleebug @what-youd-expect @veryblushyswitch @someone1348 @titters-and-tingles

@odder-outlet @itzsana-kiddingmenow @kanene-yaaay @turtletimewriting @mysteriouslee

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐…𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 😖. 𝚂𝚘, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚕𝚣 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 💞✨‼️

𝙰𝙻𝚂𝙾 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙼𝙽𝚃 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟸 𝚂𝟸 𝙸𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙽’𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝚃‼️‼️‼️

𝚃𝚆: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜/𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜/𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

It was currently 2:00 in the morning. And the only things keeping Donatello Hamato alive at the moment were cans of Red Bull, Dr. Pepper and a slice of pizza. And by ‘slice’, he means the entire box.

Which…the more and more Donnie thought about it, that was a hell of a combination to consume for the rest of the night. Also super duper concerning. But it kept him 101% awake, so he couldn’t really complain all that much.

But why was the young scientist staying up so late you may ask? The second youngest was currently working on the de-mutagen mutagen to un-mutagize Mr. O’Neil (try saying that 10 times fast). The tallest turtle has been engrossed in the project for weeks; his eyes have been stuck to his computer as if someone glued them there.

But…why would Mr. O’Neil need ‘de-mutagen mutagen?’ Well…you, my friend, ask the good questions at the wrong time. You see, Donatello and his brothers kinda…maybe…accidentally…spilled mutagen on April’s Dad…

Accidentally! Accidentally. It wasn’t really as bad as it sounded. I mean, how would you react if you saw your Dad turn into a mutant and start flying all over New York? Pretty cool, right?

…Alright. Maybe it was as bad as it sounded.

Turning April’s Dad into a bat…creature-like…thing wasn’t a part of the plan in all honesty. Which was why the tallest turtle of the four was so stubborn on getting this freaking blob of green slime disgustingness finished.

I mean…it was him and his brother’s fault that the scientist got mutated in the first place. And as well as Donnie knows, that’s April’s only family she has as of right now. And that just makes this whole mutation situation (<- hey that rhymes) even worse.

Donnie knows all too well what it’s like for a family member to go missing out of his control. I mean, have you met him? Or literally anyone in his household? It wasn’t out of the ordinary that they would (or could) get kidnapped, captured, or held hostage from time to time.

I mean, the sky’s blue. The grass is green. They get taken from away each other on a daily basis. Duh.

…Anyways; steering away from that sad but true fact, Donnie’s family was, well, his family at the end of the day. His comfort.

And so to just…take that comfort outlet April once had and not do anything about it seemed…inhuman.

I mean, he wasn’t human…not human in the slightest, really. But you get his point.

Huh. And…speaking of family, if Leo was in the second youngest’s room right now, the young leader would’ve said some statements along the lines of: ‘Donnie! Sit up! Your backs built like a shrimp!’ or ‘Don! Stop typing and sit up straight before your back looks like a crooked tree!’

And in all honesty? He should probably fix his posture. But Leo reminding him every millisecond of the day makes him not want to…

Besides, it’s not like he was using the computer for shits and giggles. He was using it because he needed to use it. Because he had to use it.

I mean, the more and more he thought about it, wasn’t it really his fault in the first place? He was the genius. He was the scientist. He was supposed to know the answer to every. single. problem.

Even if the problem was…well, himself.

But what could he even do at this point??? April cut all contacts with him, Mr. O’Neil could be who knows where, and Donnie just ran out of pizza!

Triple. kill!

Well…perhaps using that kind of phrasing isn’t appropriate at the moment, but your picking up what’s he’s putting down, right?

…oh God, he’s starting to sound like Leo…that’s how tired he was.

The scientist groaned, resting his head on the table and rubbing his arm in irritation.

My gosh did he miss sleep.

Even if he got, like, 3 hours on a daily basis…it was 3 hours of sleep! Which is something he rarely got anymore since everything has happened.

He rubbed his arm a tad bit harder, glaring at his computer screen as if it was the most disgusting thing to ever make way on this planet.

And that’s saying a lot. I mean, have you met Raph?

The purple banded turtle sighed in pure annoyance, tapping his other finger on the desk in a repetitive motion.

Back and forth.

At least this he can do without screwing it up. Like he’s done with absolutely everything.

Donnie tapped faster.

Back and forth. Back and forth.

“You look like absolute sugar honey iced tea, broski.” Donnie jumped at the sudden voice, stumbling out of the spinny chair he was sitting on as he grabbed his bō staff which was planted on the floor. He drawed the staff, only to find his baby brother with his hands slightly up in a surrendering position.

“Oh. Hi, Mikey…” The taller turtle relaxed, dropping his staff in complete exhaustion and sinking into his chair like he wasn’t about to chop the other into pieces.

God, did he want sleep...

“Why are you up so early, Dee? It’s, like, 3 a.m. now…” The youngest turtle asked as he walked over to his older brother, pulling up another spinny chair as he sat next to him.

“Late. Why am I up so late. Morning technically starts after midnight. However, 3 a.m. is way too early to be considered part of the daytime. For most of the world, it is still dark outside at this time. And so, 3 a.m. is considered night.” The purple banded turtle rambled. Mikey blinked in confusion at his brother’s rebuttal, rolling his eyes playfully, “Nerd emoji…”

Donnie didn’t even counter the remark. He wanted to, obviously. Sibling bickering is a thing, y’know.

But he had to finish this cure even if it killed him. And how the way things were going, he would have to be revived 14-15 times in order to complete it.

Mikey looked at his older brother worriedly, seeing how focused and entranced he was on the computer. And usually? That would’ve been an amazing thing. Like Mikey here, Donnie would tend to hyperfixate on certain things and spend hours upon hours researching and de-coding and…

Well, you get the idea.

But ever since April stopped talking to them completely, Donnie’s been so…prone to figuring out a way to cure her Dad.

If there even was one…

And the youngest couldn’t even remember the last time he saw his immediate older brother in a bed. Sleeping. And that made the youngest worry. Worry beyond repair. And if you didn’t already know, he doesn’t do worry. That’s Master Splinter’s job…if you weren’t able to tell by all the grey/gray hairs.

“You're doing the tappy-tap thing; you only do that when you're nervous or stressed about something...” Mikey randomly said out loud.

Well…not entirely randomly.

Anytime the second oldest would do that, he would usually end up moving his hand down to tap onto his thigh, and then the light feeling would be overwhelming for him and so he would start scratching…

It was a domino effect that Mikey really didn’t want to go down if he didn’t have to.

The taller teen looked down at his left hand and…sure enough, yep. He was rubbing and scratching and tapping his arm like some crazy crack addict. He adjusted them so they were in his lap, trying not to fidget with any part of his body but soon started bouncing his right leg. “Sorry…” He mumbled.

“Wha-? No…you don’t need to apologize. I just didn’t want you to hurt yourself, Dee. That’s the only reason why I pointed it out.” Mikey rambled comfortingly, frowning a little bit as he saw Donnie’s face in a scowl. The elder’s hands tapped on the desk again, his nails gripping onto the table as he did so.

Tap.

Mikey glanced at his brother sadly. He’s never seen Donnie this upset before…and that made Mikey worry. And again, Mikey didn’t do worry.

The blue eyed teen went into his pajama pants pockets and grabbed a rubix cube. He honestly completely forgot he had it in there and just happened to remember in this exact moment, but perhaps it was a good thing he forgot.

Because it was obvious his big brother needed it right now.

Mikey gave the other the cube, which he gladly accepted. The taller turtle frustratingly solved the cube…not because solving the cube was frustrating, but because he was frustrated with himself.

“You…wanna talk about it…?” The youngest asked gently. “No…no not really…” The older said as he looked at his computer blankly, solving the cube.

My gosh he needed sleep. And he knew he said that a couple times already but being tired was starting to get…well, tiring!

And you know what the worst part of all of this was?

He did the best he could.

The best he could muster wasn’t enough but at least he tried. Saving the world every day and night sometimes didn’t always go as planned.

But was that good enough? No. Of course it wasn’t. But at least he tried. He always tries. There hasn’t been one mission he hasn’t at least tried to do his part.

It's just kinda hard when you’re a 5'8 mutant turtle that the whole world is afraid of and yet you save their asses each and every day.

The irony…

And on top of it all, he hasn’t been making a smidge of process.

The mutagen still looks the exact same as it did a week ago. And the week before that. And the weeks and weeks and weeks before that…

“Dee…” Mikey started, looking at his older brother with sad, pleading eyes. “No. Stop. Don’t look at me like that.” Donnie scowled, “I’m not in the mood to be pitied.” Mikey returned the cold stare slightly, crossing his arms loosely, “Well, you should be in the mood to sleep.”

“I’m not tired.”

“Like hell you’re not.” The smaller turtle laughed bitterly, although nothing at the matter was truly ‘haha’ funny. More so ‘what the actual fuck— go to bed’ funny. “Your eyebags literally have a whole story arc right now. A plot and everything. You can’t tell me your not even a smidge sleepy.”

“That’s hilarious. It’s almost like I just did.” Donnie spat, glaring at the rubix cube as he continued to solve it.

The freckle faced turtle sighed, “Just…look. Listen to me for a sec, okay?” Donnie solved the cube, putting it on the table as Mikey held his hand.

“I know that your work is important to you. And I know you feel responsible for Mr. O’Neil’s mutation.” He started, squeezing Donnie’s hands comfortingly, which caused the elder’s hands to untense a bit, relaxing in the other’s hold. The smaller turtle smiled at the small but impactful motion.

He started up again, “We all do. But we’re not gonna get any step closer to figuring out the cure if our #1 scientist bro keeps working himself to death...”

“And by the looks of it? You’re 50% there…” The younger said as he let go of the other’s hand, getting a better look at his face. “How would you feel if I stayed up working on this all week? Wouldn’t you be worried?”

“You’re not smart enough for that.” Donnie mumbled, a small smug smile on his face.

Mikey gave his brother a playful punch to the shoulder, rolling his eyes playfully as his older brother laughed, tears welling up in his eyes. The blue eyed teen’s eyes widened in surprise, looking up at him.

“Are those…happy or sad tears…?” Mikey asked. “Probably both.” Donnie snickered, wiping away his tears, “Sorry. You know how emotional I get when I’m tired…”

The smaller teen hummed in acknowledgement, resting his head on the taller teen’s shoulder. “How about this: I’ll stay with you in you’re lab to help you go to sleep.” He offered, a small reassuring smile on his face as he looked up at Donnie once again.

“Okay…but what do I get in return?”

“A good night sleep.” The younger deadpanned.

“Touché…” Donnie hummed, now too tired and too emotionally drained to argue at this point. He yawned, standing up from the chair as the action was soon being followed by the other turtle in the room.

“Do not kick me while we’re lying down, got it?”

“Nooooo promises, bro-bro…”

“Okay…I feel utterly ridiculous.” Donnie mumbled as he crossed his arms in Mikey’s hold. Since Donnie couldn’t sleep, the youngest thought it would be a great idea to give him a hug just like their Dad did when they were turtle tots. Which, was to basically hug them from behind while the turtle being hugged was lying down slightly.

It helped them sleep on hard nights…and it seemed like Donnie was having a hard night.

“Don’t be. It’s alright.” The youngest smiled reassuringly, giving his brother another tight squeeze. “Dad did it exactly like this! You’ll fall asleep in no time!”

“Well, Dad’s a 6'2 mutant, Mike. You’re 4'6 while I’m 5'7. This hug is nothing but just pure awkwardness...”

“I’m 4'10!” The smaller mutant corrected, obviously offended by the false statement.

“Then I’m 6 feet tall.” Donnie chuckled.

“Okay, Mr. Wise Guy! Do you want this hug or not?!”

The elder chuckled, making no further comments as Mikey hugged him. The two sat in comfortable silence, enjoying each other’s company as the quietness overtook the room.

“I’m…sorry for being such a dick earlier…” Donnie murmured sadly, “I wasn’t being bitchy on purpose…I was just…” He paused, trying to figure out what he was going to say before suddenly losing the train of thought. “Stop thinking so hard. You’re gonna hurt your big brain.” Mikey pouted, poking Donnie in the cheek a couple times.

“And don’t worry about it. I didn’t take it personally. You were really agitated and tired so you had to let your Alpha male come out. No shame in that.”

“Still. I shouldn’t have treated you like that. So I’m sorry.” Donnie simply mumbled, before blinking in confusion a couple of times, “Wait. Did…Did you just call me an…Alpha male?”

“I sure did.” Mikey beamed proudly.

“Ugh…I hate you so freaking much, y'know that?”

“Suuuure you do. I’m the Alpha, I’m the leader, I’m the one to trust…” The youngest started to sing, rocking himself and Donnie side to side as the eldest tried to get out of the hug. “Ihi rehefuse to get comforted by ahan individual thahat knows thahat atrohocity by heart.” He snickered.

“Oh come on! I think I’m a pretty good singer!” The purple banded turtle only rolled his eyes at the comment, scoffing lightly, “Meehee and yohou hahave different definitions ohof thehehe word good…”

“Fine then! I’m a great singer!” Mikey challenged.

“Lihihike hell yohou are, yohohou bihig oaf.”

“I’m shorter than you, Einstein!”

“Doesn’t mehean your nohohot bihig…” Donnie mumbled giggly but smugly.

The youngest glared, jabbing Donnie in the side, causing the russet eyed turtle to shriek loudly in surprise. Mikey giggled, poking Donnie in the sides repeatedly. “The Boo scream from Monster’s Inc goes crazy, bro.”

“M—Mihihichael!”

“That’s my name~! What’s up? You need something?” The orange banded turtle asked teasingly, peering down at his brother who was now squirming uncontrollably.

“No? Well okay then…” The youngest mused as he continued to wreck his brother. “W—Wahait! Wahait! Ihihi’m gohonna wahahake eheveryone uhuhup!” Donnie squealed, leaning against his little brother’s chest as he squirmed in the hold.

“Then stop laughing then.” The younger one huffed, smiling even more as Donnie’s blush increased in volume and size. “Buhut you’re tihihickling me!”

“I think that sounds like a you problem, dear brother of mine. Maybe you should try being less ticklish and it wouldn’t happen to you!”

Donnie’s giggles became more frantic, turning his face to hide in Mikey’s side. The younger smiled at the shy gesture, ceasing his tickling for a moment.

“I promise I’ll stop when you want me to, okay?” Mikey said with a soft smile on his face; which, was nice and all but at the same time why did he have to be so nice about it???

Donnie nodded embarrassed, preparing himself physically and mentally. “Oh! And thanks for opening this spot for me, Dee.” The smaller mutant giggled as he scribbled his fingers against the crook of Donnie’s neck, which made the taller turtle flail around and try to hit him. “Hehey! Hey! That's not very nice!”

He pulled one of Donnie’s arms up and wiggled his fingers directly in his underarm. “NAHA— *hic* NOHOH!” The older cackled as he desperately tried to pull his arm back down as he hid his face deeper in Mikey’s side. The blue eyed mutant awed teasingly at the sight, chuckling to himself as his big brother laughed his heart out.

“NAHAT *hic* THEHERE! PLEHEASE!”

“Nahat thehere?” Mikey faked gasped, “What about…right here~?” He giggled, squeezing right above the other turtle’s hip bone. Donnie kicked and squirmed as more hiccups followed.

“Awh…is my big brother tickwish~?” Mikey said as he buried his face into the crook of Donnie’s neck, giggling as the older’s cackles began to increase in volume at the teases. “ShuhuHUT yohOUR’E *hic* TRAHAP!” The purple banded turtle shrieked, trying to push at his baby brother’s face to try and stop him.

“You’re hiccups are adorable, big bro~!” Mikey cooed, now noticing how red Donnie’s face have gotten due to all the laughing and teasing. Mikey stopped tickling Donnie but his face still remained in the crook of his neck, smiling at the giggly mess he made of his older brother. Donnie glared while laughing, pushing on his baby brother’s face.

“StaHAP!!! Stohop…”

“I’m not even doing anything!” The other laughed as he hugged Donnie, rocking him back and forth again.

“Lihiterallty dihihie…” Donnie giggly grumbled, trying to wipe off the grin happy smile his brother plasteed on his face. “Yohohou’re. the. absolute wohorst…” He giggled tiredly, curling in on himself as he swatted his baby brother away from him.

“Now…do you wanna go to bed or should we…” The orange banded turtle trailed off of his sentence, looking down to his elder brother whom’s eyes started to droop.

“Pff. 'Night, Dee.”

“Mhm…”

Donnie relaxed in Mikey’s hold, which made the younger one’s eyes soften greatly. He pulled out his phone, taking a picture quickly and going into the family’s group chat:

👁💀👺💥Teenagers who are Mutants who are Ninja’s who are also Turtle’s🍕🌝🧫👼

Yo 😼😼😼

Mikey???

What are you doing up so early?

>:3

Ur lucky Don isn’t online here Leo

He would go on a full on RANT abt the ‘late’ and ‘early’ bs

I’m aware…

So what’s up, Mikey? You okay?

Yeah💕💥!!! I’m fine!!!

Just wanted to tell you guys that I’m in Don’s room catching some ax’s ✨✨✨

WJAT??

BAHAH EXCUSE ME

CAN I JOIN

NONO STUPID AUTOCORRXT

Z’S I MEANT Z’S. AS IN SLEEP

S L E E P I N G

LIKE SNOK MIMIMI TYPE STUFF

Jesus…

Mikey. Never do that again.

IT WASNT WVEN MY FAULTT

SO DOES THAT MWAN NO AXES???

SHUT UP, RAPHAEL

🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕!!!

Oh grow up, Raph

Yeaaaaah Raaaaaaph, grow up 🙄🙄🙄

🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕‼️‼️‼️

Anyway 😾

I came into his room bc he was working on the mutagen thing

Oh…

Poor Don.

He’s been working on that thing for ages

Thanks for doing that, Mikey.

I’m sure he appreciates it.

He better

My shell hurts from supporting his big ass

DAMN

Just go to bed, Mikey— b4 Leo kills the both of us

Love ya bro

See u when u and Don wake up

Love you guys too 💝💘💖💗💓

Mikey smiled as he turned off his phone, putting it on Donnie’s nightstand as he relaxed against the bed frame. He rubbed his brother’s shell comfortingly, humming a small tune softly.

“Hey, Mike?”

“Hm?”

“Thank you for this. I…didn’t know how much I needed it…thank you. I love you.”

Mikey smiled brightly, squeezing Donnie a tad bit tigther, “Love you too, Don. Now go to sleep before you become more wrinkly than you already are.”

“Oh, fuck you…” Donnie chuckled, drifting off to sleep along with his little brother.

Things weren’t perfect. I mean, they never will be. They never would be.

But being apart of a team means your never alone.

And being apart of a family means you’re never alone.

And as long as Donnie had his…he’d be quite alright.

He can finish the mutagen later…as of right now, he needed to go the fuck. to. bed.

And thanks to Mikey, he can finally do that.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚FIN˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

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fbpsdumbtklblog · 2 months

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hello I want Lee Donnie ler mikey ler Raph and ler leo

ok ok ok ok ok OK. SO.

i really like this req. i wanna finish it. but theres been a problem

i made the sketch a while ago but literally any time i attempt the lineart it looks like hot garbage

i feel kinda guilty just leaving this req unanswered tho so i will give you that sketch. but idrk how to continue off of this sorry

ALSO heres a version i just speedran coloring under the cut jic you cant tell whats going on

#i didnt get references for any part of this so if it looks a lil off thats why #sfw tkl community #tmnt tickles #tmnt 2012 tickles #lee!donnie #ler!raph #ler!mikey #ler!leo #lee!donnie(2012)#ler!raph(2012)#ler!mikey(2012)#ler!leo(2012)#tickle art #tickles #request

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gaybananabread · 3 months

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rottmnt tickle head cannons? What is your favorite tickle trope for Rise? (As in who is your favorite Lee/ler scenario)

🐢Rottmnt Tkl Headcanons♡

~Oooooh my Rise hcs! Sorry I've been so dead recently, school is kicking my ass this semester (⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙). I'll do character hcs first, and the trope thing at the end. Much longer than my others for sure. I need to do more for these skrunkles tbh. Slight Rise spoilers if you squint. Sorry this took 8,000 years, and thank you for requesting!~

(Casey Jr Hcs)

💥Raph🧸

General:

We can all agree that this big ol’ teddy bear loves tickles, right?

Be it a fluffy comfort or destroying a bratty brother, Big Raphie is up for it.

Taking this into account, he feels like a switch.

Might admit he likes it around the right person, though his brothers have known for years.

He has to really trust someone to tell them.

Doesn't wanna seem like he's unfit to protect his brothers. As you can probably guess, he gets lovingly ejected from that mindset when people find out.

Lee:

If he gets a lee mood, he tries to hide it and fails miserably.

Big boy will have the dopiest grin around his playful brothers, which he does a horrible job at hiding.

Can't seem to focus on his advice-giving or training. It doesn't take long for his brothers to notice.

Worst spot is his underarms. You get him there and he'll give every dog near a NYC sewer grate a headache.

Melt spots are his palms and beneath his chin. Gentle scratches on either surface melt him into a happy, giggly puddle.

Likes being tickled by anyone really close to him. He's just gotta be in the right mood for it. April kills him most often.

Amazing thing to do to him is gentle melt-spot attention to help him relax. Toss in some reassurances and praise while you're at it. He'll be in a blissful daze for hours.

Ler:

Mostly a revenge-ler, but he can also randomly get ler moods.

He loves the Tickle Monster persona, always uses it on his brothers when they're being shitheads.

A softer ler, though he isn't afraid to wreck someone if they refuse to quit (or ask).

When he's being nice, soft scribbles, flurries of pokes, and side squeezes.

“Cootchie-coo, ya cutie!��

When he's not-so-nice, you get one or two giant, inescapable tickle-claws attacking you, big squeezes and occasionally neck nibbles if he's feeling evil.

Mikey, Leo and April get it most often, though each for different reasons.

Mikey straight up asks, and big bro is more than happy to provide. Boy loves a willing lee.

Leo’s always a shit, and some Raphie tickles work wonders on taking him down a peg.

April either offers to let him tickle her as a stress/mood reliever or engages a tickle fight.

He gives the best aftercare ever (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠｡⁠♡. Cuddles, back rubs, maybe a nap in his cozy lap if you're comfortable with it. Potential hot chocolate if you're patient.

🗡️Leo✨

General:

Sassy man gives off ler-leaning switch.

Always in the mood to lovingly murder his brothers’ lungs, but occasionally likes to forget his name.

This playful goof definitely likes tickling, though he refuses to admit it. He needs to protect his coolness, afterall.

Lee:

When the lee mood hits, everyone in the house is immediately notified. Not directly, of course, but it's pretty obvious that something's up.

WAY more one-liners and flippy jokes than normal. Awkward finger guns at the end of jokes, little prods and pokes for no reason, just general annoyance.

In his mind, he'll either annoy them into wrecking him, or they'll pick up on it and help. Either way, he gets tickled.

If anyone tickles him, it's usually either Raph or Mikey. Raph gets tired of his shit the quickest, and Mikey is good at reading people.

Worst spots are his thighs and feet. Get him there, and there's no way he'll be able to even think about sassing anyone through his laughter.

Melt spots are his forearms. After a long day of patrolling the city and being awesome, some light traces there will make him a very happy turtle.

Ler:

Okay but the SASS

He's such a teasy bastard of a ler. Will tease and coo at his lee until they're a flustered, blushy mess. Then he'll call ‘em cute one more time, just because he can.

He frequently gets ler moods, but those are way easier to take care of than their opposite.

Most of the time, his lee will be Mikey or Donnie. His bubbly brother is almost always in the mood for a good tickle “fight,” and Donnie needs to relax sometimes.

Has a bit of a rough style, but does get softer moods sometimes.

During regular moods, he loves to dig into sides and bellies, attack death spots and blow raspberries to hear a lee squeal.

On softer occasions, he'll gently skitter his fingers along death spots, switching places whenever the giggling gets too loud. Maybe some tickly kisses if you're lucky

His aftercare typically consists of cuddling during a Jupiter Jim movie, snacks, and gentle praises. Makes sure his victims are smiling, even when his fingers aren't wiggling.

🎨Mikey☀️

General:

Sunshine boy loves tickling, both as a bonding activity and a coping method.

He's a lee-leaning switch for sure. Ready to get his ass handed to him, but open to helping out his brothers’ lee moods or cheering someone up.

Has magical “can say the t-word at any time” powers. You know he abuses the absolute heck out of said powers, too.

Lee:

Lee moods are no rare thing for this boyo.

Gets them very frequently, though he's actually able to ask for help when he needs it.

Either accidentally or on purpose, he's able to fluster his ler. He'll ask for more, one specific spot, tell them that they're doing an awesome job, ect.

When he gets super stressed, some cheer-up/calm-down tickles are much appreciated (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

A massive squirmer, he can't help it. Make sure to pin or hold him, or you might get an elbow to the nose (accidentally, of course; he'd never stop apologizing).

Worst spots are his knees and neck. Either spot gets him screeching, though he isn't likely to try and stop you.

Melt spot is his palms. With his mildly-terrifying mystic magic, some feather-light touches can be reassuring. Just make sure to ask first.

Everyone kinda rotates through wrecking him, though Raph and Donnie kinda dominate the field.

Either because they catch on/get annoyed the quickest or something else, he's usually found with them.

Ler:

Surprisingly formidable ler

Don't let his cinnamon-roll vibe fool you: this man can and will wreck your shit.

Tweaks his style a bit for each person. Super observant and tailors how and what he does to each lee.

Compliment-teases are his specialty. He'll have you blushing in 5 seconds flat.

“Aww, I love your blush! It's so bright and cute, just like you!”

“This squishy belly is just so ticklish, isn't it? Here I thought it was just adorable!”

“Was that a snort? No, don't hide it! Those are the best!”

His ler moods are a bit rarer, but they are absolutely something to fear (or enjoy while they last (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠)).

Super sweet aftercare. You can't escape cuddling (unless you can't handle the touch, he'll understand). Usually some hand-baked treats as well, depending on what he has hidden from his brothers.

General:

🛠️Donnie👾

He's a ler-leaning switch, but that's mainly because he's not always open for being touched.

He gets lee moods, but they're rarer. People have to ask before they try anything.

Even with ler moods, not always open to get somebody.

Communication with this boy is key.

Lee:

It takes a good combination of good day + not overstimulated + in a touchy mood, but he does get lee moods.

Tries to hide and ignore them, but it never works out. Either Shelldon finds him and helps, or one of his brothers stumbles across the mood.

If he’s super overwhelmed with a project and okay with touch, some light tickles are perfect for bringing him back to Earth.

Little hand flaps and kicks when you get him. Happy stims galore! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

Worst spot is his soft shell, though armpits are a close second. Loud, bright and occasionally hysterical reactions.

Melt spots are his belly plastron and tops of his thighs. Gentle traces and scratches on either spot leave him a stimmy, giggly puddle.

Most of the time, it’ll be Leo who tickles him. It’s usually for help calming down, though April isn’t far behind.

Will never admit it, but he does enjoy both sides of tickling.

Ler:

You know this mans uses his shell attachments to wreck people.

Those metal claws? Yeah, good luck- =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)

Very dramatic commentary on his lee’s reactions. His inner theater kid loves to shine. Either that, or complete monotone. There’s no in-between, and he’s never offered an explanation.

“Oh my, you’re laughing rather hard, my dear gigglebug!”

“Judging by this raucous laughter, I’d say this is your worst spot.”

“Oh, it tickles? Really badly? How unfortunate for you…”

Has absolutely made tickle-specific gadgets and I will die on this hill.

Remember the feather staff feature from the Shredder episode? He didn’t just have that for no reason.

Usually wrecks Mikey and/or Leo. They’re both very talented at provoking him, either on purpose or by accident.

His aftercare depends on his mood. If he’s cool with touch, he’ll cuddle and watch a movie with you. If not, you’ll usually get some pats from his claw and snuggles from Shelldon (yes lil’ dude is fine gimme a break)

📹April⚾

General:

Hmmmm toughie, but I’d say ler-leaning switch. Not all that ticklish, but willing to help if one of her brothers is in a bad ler mood.

She just kinda prefers to do the tickling most of the time, unless it’s for her bros.

Extremely confident, bears the magic power of saying the t-word whenever she pleases. You know she puts it to good use, too.

Being the sister of the family, she’s gotta put her bros in their places. Why not use tickling?

Lee:

While it’s not often, she’ll let Big Raphie tickle her if he needs to.

Sometimes that boy just needs someone to reassure him that he’s not hurting them while giggling their brains out.

She’s pretty good at sitting still, amazing poker face. Could easily dominate in the Arms Up game.

As I said before, not super ticklish. Serves her well in tickle fights (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Only her ribs really get her laughing, but other than that it’s bubbly, pitchy giggles.

Doesn’t really have a melt spot, though if she had to choose a favorite, it’d be her belly.

Ler:

VERY very teasy. Easily-flustered lees be warned (˘ ˘ ˘)

Loves seeing her lee blush and sputter, finds it endlessly adorable.

“What? Oh, it tickles? Good, thought I might’ve been going too easy on ya!”

“Oooo, someone’s blushin’! How cute~”

“Wonder what would happen if I went for your worst spot… Only one way to find out!”

Giggles along with her lee. They’re adorable—how could she not?

As big sis, it’s her job to keep her brothers in line. Why not use tickling?

Frequently gives Raph calm-down/confidence-boosting tickles. Boy’s too stressed, in her opinion.

After him, it’s helping Donnie relax or pry him away from a project. Leo also needs to be taken down a peg every once in a while.

Super snuggly aftercare. Back rubs, praises and even some teases for the road, if ya catch my drift~

🔥Cassandra🏒

General:

I’m feeling ler on this one. She doesn’t seem like she’d enjoy being tickled too much, though she definitely doesn’t mind wrecking others.

Before the Hamato fam stepped in, she didn’t really have much experience in the tickly field.

Maybe one of her foot-face mentors, but other than that, nada.

That absolutely changes when she joins the bros.

Ler:

Ready to vanquish any “enemy” lee mood to help her friends out.

Rougher style normally, though she can be convinced to dial it back. You wanna forget your name? She’s your gal.

Takes her role sorta seriously, though she can be playful. Just depends on her mood.

If she does tease, it’s more observational than anything.

She just kinda says flustering stuff without meaning to.

“Well, no duh it tickles. That’s the whole point!”

“Not there? You asked me to tickle you, but scold me the moment I get somewhere? I don’t think so!”

Attacks everyone pretty evenly, but she does have a preference for April and Raph. They’re the most fun to take down, in her opinion.

Cass respects boundaries, of course. You genuinely want her to stop and she’ll be off you in seconds.

Doesn’t grasp the concept of aftercare quite yet. Once you can breathe, she’ll start asking for feedback.

“How was that? Did it really tickle? Details, giggler, details!”

If specifically requested, though, she does give a mean back-rub and/or massage. If your back or neck is ticklish, though, you’re gonna have a whole new problem~ ( ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )

💮Splinter🐀

General:

Splints has ler energy, ya know?

Like April, not super ticklish. He isn’t the biggest fan of being tickled, but if it’s with very specific people, he’ll tolerate it.

Doesn’t interact tickle-wise very often, but he does have his moments.

Is very aware that his children love it and tries to connect with them in that way sometimes.

Ler:

With his ninja skills and small size, he can take down even the brattiest of lees in seconds.

You see his tail? Yeah, absolutely uses it to help wreck his victims.

Very playful, goofy ler. Laughs along with his lee, makes little comments on their reactions.

“Oh my, little one. I never would have thought you’d be so sensitive!”

“Heheh, what a cute laugh! You really should let me hear it more often!”

When he notices any of his kids are down in the dumps, he sneaks in a few pokes and scritches with his tail.

If that doesn’t work, they get the full-Splints treatment. Reassuring teases, rougher tickles and his undivided attention.

He’ll bug Draxum when he feels like it, which is more funny than anything.

Reducing the broody goat-man to a giggling, cursing mess is therapeutic for him ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º)

His aftercare is light and sweet. Head pats, reassurances, and a small cookie break for a nice close.

🌱Baron Draxum🐐

General:

Before the turtles, had little to no idea what tickling was about.

Sure, he knew that people laughed when it happened, but he couldn’t tell what was so great about it. It was just touch and laughter - no big deal.

Once the teetles got ahold of him, though? Yeah, that view changed pretty quick.

Turns out he’s a switch. Likes “destroying his nuisances” with the harmless technique, but doesn’t mind it being used on him.

Will never admit the latter, though.

Lee:

A LOT more ticklish than one would imagine. Like a few squeezes will leave him giggling and blushing like there’s no tomorrow.

He’s pretty good at hiding his lee moods, though they definitely aren’t repressible. Draxy feels them, but can keep others in the dark.

If anyone’s gonna notice, it’ll be Lou (Splinter). He knows the man the best, thanks to Mikey’s whole “fatherly-bonding” push.

Splints will help, though he’ll tease the shit out of the Baron the entire time.

While he’ll never tell the rat man, he enjoys the silly exchanges.

Worst spots are his hips and shoulder blades. Either place will have him stuck in a snorty, rumbling bout of hysterics.

Melt spots are his palms. He adores gentle traces there, lets him know somebody cares.

Ler:

Absolutely uses his mystic powers to help him.

Those vines? Yeah, restraints and tickle tools for days

Very smug ler, likes to tease his lees until they’re flustered messes. It’s done out of love, though, so can you blame him?

“This must be torturous, huh? The vines holding you still, my fingers on your worst spots… However, I don’t think I’ve heard you say stop…”

Usually tickles the teens if they’re annoying him, but also goes after Lou every so often.

He knows there’ll be repercussions, but life’s no fun without a little risk.

Huginn and Muninn are next in line. Surprising no one, they’re and attention whores. Draxy makes sure they get their fills.

Not the best with aftercare, but he tries. Back rubs and light praises while you catch your breath. Maybe some of his “confectionary wonders” if you’re brave enough.

*✧⁠◍Favorite Trope & Lee/Ler Pairing◍✧⁠*

Okay, so there’s no way I can pick a single favorite pairing. I love them all too much! I can, however, name my top 3.

lee!Raph, ler!April is definitely up there. I adore the big-siblings energy in their fics, and they just bond so well!

Pretty much anything with lee!Donnie in it. I love seeing the smarty-pants get got ( •̀ ᵕ •́ )

lee!Draxum and ler!Splinter. Okay, hear me out, but I love redemption arcs and enemies to friends/lovers/co-parents or whatever you wanna call what they have going on. They’re fun and I like fun.

For my favorite trope, I’m gonna have to go with cheer-up tickles, or more specifically, some stop-stressing-tf-out tickles. It’s always so fun to read how people would cheer up the boys, as well as write some super duper, totally not self-indulgent fics like that for myself. Maybe one day they’ll see the light, but don't count on it lol (¬////¬)

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leosmasktails · 1 year

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I’ve been thinking way too much about Peepaw Leo and Casey, so I decided to write a drabble where future Leo also got sent back in time with Casey, but the Leo’s are homies because it’s been a while since everything went down :)

This is a fluff bomb and I’m not sorry ;)

Oh also, Leo = present day Leo, Leon = future Leo :)))

Disclaimer: This is a tickle fic so if you’re not into that please just scroll! :)

(As always, everything is 100% platonic and just meant to be family fluff!!!)

Warnings: None I believe lol

Word Count: 1,837

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That Brought Me Back

Casey had been sitting quietly in his room, reading a Jupiter Jim comic book that Leo had lent him earlier that day.

He had gotten so wrapped up in the storyline that nothing had pulled his attention away from it for a good half an hour, except for the sudden shriek that echoed throughout the tunnels of the sewers.

Casey jolted upright, grabbing his hockey stick and venturing out into the lair to find the source of the shriek, which was now sounding more like… laughter?

He continued forwards warily, keeping his hockey stick out in front of him until the laughter got louder and louder.

“LEHEO! STOHOP!”

Mikey?

Casey stepped foot into the main area of the lair that was dubbed ‘the hang-out spot’.

The scene that Casey witnessed before him wasn’t what he was expecting to see today, but now that he thought about it, he wasn’t really surprised.

Leo was sitting on top of Mikey’s shell, digging mercilessly into his youngest brother’s underarms as Mikey kicked his legs underneath him.

“LEHEO!” Mikey cried as Leo noticed the presence of another person in the room.

“Alright, alright,” Leo grinned, stepping off of Mikey and letting him recover.

“What’s up, Case?” Leo held out a hand for Mikey to take, pulling Mikey to his feet.

“Oh, I heard Mikey shriek and I just wanted to see what the fuss was about.” Casey chuckled, setting down his hockey stick against the wall.

“Oh yeah, he’s fine! Just sensitive-” Leo teased.

“Hey!”

Leo giggled and turned back to face Casey.

“What about you, huh? You ticklish?” Leo grinned mischievously.

Casey managed to hide his reaction, fully aware that no matter what he answered, Leo was going to test it out on him anyways.

“I don’t think so,” Casey shrugged, leaving Leo and Mikey both looking perplexed.

“You don’t think so?” Leo questioned, folding his arms over his plastron in disbelief.

“How could you not know?” Mikey scoffed, a little bit of his Dr. Delicate Touch side seeping through.

“I mean, I literally lived in an apocalypse, I guess I just never got tickled much.”

“Fair point.” Leo admitted.

“You know what we gotta do, man.” Mikey deadpanned before looking at Leo and smirking.

“Yep,” Casey didn’t even put up a fight and laid on the floor awkwardly in-between Leo and Mikey.

Leo and Mikey knelt down and gave him confused looks.

“Casey, my man, I will find a way to break you.” Leo tried to break the tension in the air.

“Okay.” Casey responded nonchalantly.

Mikey stared at him in awe at how he wasn’t getting all riled up at this point.

Even Donnie was more reactive than this.

Leo hovered his hands over Casey’s torso. Still no reaction.

“Are you gonna do it?” Casey questioned, a slight tone of annoyance in his voice.

He just wanted to get this over with.

“Okay, mister, well when you put it that way!” Leo shot back equally as annoyed.

His favorite part was the build-up where his brothers would start to giggle with anticipation before he even started, but clearly that wasn’t happening here.

Leo poked Casey in the stomach, yet the boy only laid there like nothing had even happened.

If anything he just looked bored.

“Lift up your arms.” Mikey demanded, his face scrunching with determination to get Casey to laugh.

“Whatever you want, Mikey,” Casey folded his arms behind his head as if he were relaxing, closing his eyes to add to the building disappointment of both of the turtles.

Mikey scratched away at Casey’s underarms, but still, nothing.

“Not even a smile?” Leo groaned as he attempted to squeeze Casey’s sides.

This kid wasn’t giving them anything whatsoever.

“Can I sit up now?” Casey asked, a smug look faintly painted on his face.

“Yeah, sure, whatever, dude.” Leo sat back and rolled his eyes. He wasn’t actually annoyed, just disappointed he didn’t have another person to torment whenever he felt like it.

Casey sat up in-between the turtles, both of them sitting there in silence as Casey propped himself up.

“Wow, you guys are in a bad mood.” Casey joked, looking over at Leo and studying his face. He was similar enough to Master Leonardo that could tell he was only being dramatic.

“Leo?” Casey poked the red-eared slider in the side, eliciting a small squeal from said turtle.

Casey’s eyes lit up at the sound and he looked over to Mikey, who couldn’t keep up the ‘upset’ front any longer and flashed a smile across his face.

Leo huffed and turned so that he wasn’t facing them.

Mikey rolled his eyes and gave Casey a look, quickly darting his eyes to Leo and back to Casey. He knew what Leo wanted.

Mikey quietly shifted himself, preparing himself to launch at his older brother as he gave Casey a look saying: ‘Watch this.’

“Cowabunga!” Mikey shouted and shot himself at Leo, tackling him over and getting right to the point.

“Mihikey! Dohohon’t!” Leo’s giggles immediately filled the once empty silence in the air.

Casey scooted over to the action, jumping in to help Mikey get revenge on Leo from earlier.

“CAHASEY!” Leo’s laughter became louder when Casey scratched his fingers along the side of his shell.

“What are you guys doing in here?” The older slider’s voice cut through his younger counterpart’s laughter.

Casey stopped torturing Leo abruptly, butterflies growing in his stomach as soon as he heard his sensei’s voice.

He might have been able to put on an act for the younger mutant turtles, but his sensei was a different case.

“We’re just having fun!” Mikey carried on with his ticklish onslaught on Leo, sending Leo into a fit of giggly laughter again.

Leon couldn’t help but smile at the scene in front of him.

He missed these moments with his brothers.

“MIHIKE! GEHET OFF!” Leo rolled over and threw Mikey off in the process.

“What? You scared of being embarrassed in front of Leon?” Mikey teased. Leo only stuck his tongue out at him buried his face in his arms.

“Oh that ship sailed a while ago.” Leon chuckled, “But I’ve also seen my fair share of little Junior here being embarrassed too.” He added, making Casey’s cheeks flush to a light pink.

“Casey told us he’s not ticklish.” Mikey rested his elbow on Leo’s back and propped up his head, “We even tried to get him but he didn’t even smile.” Mikey looked defeated.

Casey had turned to face the other way to avoid the turtles from pointing out his blushing.

Leon’s brows furrowed with confusion, Casey had always been a pretty sensitive kid…

The realization hit him almost instantly.

“Oh, he didn’t now, did he?” A devilish smile grew on Leon’s face as he turned to make eye-contact with his surrogate son.

Casey’s face had turned a shade of beet red as he began slowly inching away from the three turtles.

“Where are you going?” Leon smirked at Casey, lunging for him and grabbing his arm so that he couldn’t escape.

The teen couldn’t help the giggles bubbling up in his throat, desperately prying at his sensei’s hand in an attempt to get away.

Leon pulled Casey into his lap sideways, his hair a mess all over his face as he pleaded with Leon and pushed his hand away from him.

The one advantage Casey had was that Leon currently only had one arm, but he was still a hell of a lot weaker than the full grown mutant turtle man.

“You’re really not doing a good job of selling yourself to them here, Case.” Leo grinned down at Casey already going crazy in his lap.

Leon pulled his arm back and wiggled his fingers down at Casey, sending the boy into a fit of laughter as he once again attempted to block Leon’s hand.

“I haven’t even touched you yet!” Leon was amused with himself, finally slipping past Casey’s hands and drilling his fingertips gently into Casey’s stomach.

Casey’s laughter rang out and bounced off of the walls, all of them unable to help the smiles they wore at the sound Leon was eliciting from the usually quiet teen.

Leon skittered his hand around Casey’s torso, hitting a sweet spot on his ribs that sent him squealing.

Leo and Mikey felt betrayed by this.

“Dude! How did he do that earlier?” Leo was thoroughly impressed with Casey’s little performance he had put on only minutes before.

“It’s all in your head!” Leon responded as he continued digging his fingers into the crook of Casey’s neck, a stream of nasally giggles leaving Casey’s mouth, “It’s a tactic I taught him when he was younger, but we used tickling as a way to build up those skills.”

“That’s neat!” Mikey chimed in.

“So, what I’m hearing right now is that he wanted you to tickle him?” Leo questioned, sitting up straight, “Because his walls broke down the moment you brought it up.”

Leon looked from his younger self back to Casey squirming around in his lap, the pure childishness of it warming Leo’s heart.

This is what Casey should have always looked like.

Happy, not worried about an apocalyptic invasion, carefree, the list went on for miles.

“Maybe,” Leon shrugged, “I can’t say I blame him though.” He winked at the younger slider, bringing a small blush to the teen’s face.

He kept forgetting Leon knew all of his thoughts.

Leon chuckled and pulled his hand away from Casey, letting him breathe and calm down.

“Thahat was soho mean!” Casey whined, now pouting in Leon’s lap.

“Oh, that brought me back!” Leon scooped up Casey into a crushing hug, “You used to be so little, oh, and you were just the cutest thing!” Leon shook him around in his arms.

“Sensei!” Casey’s giggles were full of embarrassment as he pulled himself away from Leon’s hug, falling backwards and landing on his palms.

“I speak no lies!” Leon shrugged, laughing when Casey’s cheeks went pink again.

“Yeah, yeah, enough with the sappy stuff, grandpa-”

“Hey-”

Leo threw an arm around a very flustered Casey’s shoulders and pulled him backwards, “I told you I would find a way to break you! I just never said it would be this version of me!”

Casey rolled his eyes at Leo’s logic.

It still weirded him out how similar the two Leo’s acted, even though he knew they were the same person.

“Wait,” the wheels in Casey’s brain began to turn, “If he’s also you, wouldn’t that mean he has the same sensitive spots as you?” He looked up at Mikey, who immediately picked up what he was putting down.

Leo sat in silence before a grin took over his face.

“I like where your head is at, Case.” Leo craned his neck upwards to look at Leon, Casey following his movement.

Leon perked his head up to see three very mischievous looking teenagers staring him down.

“Okay, Peepaw,” Leo released Casey and cracked his knuckles for dramatic effect.

“Your turn.”

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squiggly-mctwig · 1 year

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hehe i come again asking for a Lee!Leo Or Leeo whatever ya want to call him AND THE LER OF UR CHOICE!

ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE LEEO MUAHAHAHA

#squigg drawings #sfw tickle community #sfw tickles #rottmnt tickle #banina69(noice)#dont ever refuse mikey's breakfast offers itll never end well /j /pos #ticklish!leo #lee!leo #ler!mikey

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someone1348 · 1 year

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🦷💌; can—can i ask for more??? more turtles x reader tickle fluff? it can be anything at this point, but maayyyyybbeeee take this sugguestion for leooooooooo???!!!

so we all know leo's a teaser...100%...what if the reader finds themself in some sort of stuck situation and leo takes this for advantge? 🧍‍♀️

thats all i got...for the others idk but it can be literally anything—I LOVE THEM SM AH 🥲🥲

ill shut up now im sorry 😔

Absolutely I can! Thank you for your requests!

People in this: Turtles x Reader (tickle fics!)

Key: (n/n)= Nickname

(y/n)= Your name

Apologies on how late this is coming out lol! But I hope you enjoy!

-K :]

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Leo!:

The things you would do for these turtles is absolutely ridiculous! From the minute they walked into your life its been nothing but adventure and greatness but man was it frustrating in times like these.

Leo's TV broke the other day and with Donnie busy at April's house he frantically called you for help, again the things you would do for those turtles, especially Leo.

The hold he has on you is insane so of course you agreed to come and help him. He smiled widely and thanked you repetitively as you arrived on the scene!

He stepped out of the room for a while to give you some space and when he came back he was delighted to see that you not only fixed it but had gotten yourself stuck in the process

"Leo I swear to the Pizza Supreme in the sky if you don't stop laughing and come help me out-"

"Fihihine! I was gonna help you anyway its just too funny!! AHAHA"

"Leooo"

"OKAhay I'm coming! Neon Leon is on the case!" He smiled brightly as he walked over to you trying to pull you out from behind the TV but nothing was working

"You really got yourself stuck in there"

"You think?" You giggled a little as he scoffed jokingly

"Hey! I'm trying to help you here! I wouldn't get all smart in your position if I were you~" he lowered his voice to his natrual teasing tone before tweaking your sides gently watching the reaction it gave

"What's wrong?, You Ticklish?~"

He didn't give you a chance to answer before his wiggling fingers danced across every tickle spot he could find enjoying every laugh, giggle, sound and reaction you made. There was no chance of escape, no room to move, no place to hide, it was just you, him and your tickle spots.

His smirk grew as he found your most ticklish spot

"Awwww is this your worst spot? Hmm?~ Tickle Tickle tickleee~" he continued as any pleads went in one ear and out the other

"LEHEHEO UHUHUSE YOHOHOUR POHOHORTALS AND FREEE MEHE!"

"Great thinking (n/n)! I will use my portals!~" he smirked using two small portals to put his hands through the wall and tickle your worst spot that way

"NOHOHOT WHAHAT I MEHEANT!"

He giggled along with you for a little before stopping and fully pulling you through a bigger portal and onto his lap as he rubbed away the ghost tickles

"You okay?" He asked with a smile

"I am, but you might not be in a few seconds~"

"Ohhh boyyy"

Let's just say that night the lair was filled with laughter!

Donnie!:

You and the purple clad turtle arranged to hang out that evening! This was going to be great! Donatello wanted to hang out with you!

Now normally your hang outs consisted of you two being in the lab, working on new tech or just enjoying each other's company doing your own things but it was always his lab and it was always something science based, you didn't mind that of course! It was just today was different!

He texted you to leave your equipment at home and meet him in the arcade that they have in the lair. Of course you did just that but something was off.

"Hey D! Why did you want to meet here? And why did you tell me to leave my stuff at home?" He smiled as you entered the arcade area

"Sweet Sweet (y/n)! Today! We are going to be playing video games! Jazz hands" he wiggled his fingers to show his enthusiasm and to put emphasis on the plan as you nodded

"Sounds great! You're so going down!"

"Prepare to eateth' thy words!"

The two of you spent the entire day going from game to game. He mentally kept score while you two had fun, and he was one point away from beating you! Luckily, this next game was his specialty! It's the car game he's always playing with Mikey and he was determined to win!

"Prepare to eat my dust (n/n)!"

"Oh well see about that!"

And the race was on! It was neck and neck and Donnie was prepared to do anything to win and I mean anything! He thought about it for a little bit before a smirk formed on his features. He used one of his robot hands that was now holding a feather to it and swiped it across your neck and face to distract you enjoying your reactions and the light up winners screen he had.

"Hey would you look at that I won!"

"Yohohou cheheated!"

"GASP! I am hurt that you would even think for a second that I would do such a thing!" His smirk grew as he used the robot arm to hold your hands up as he circled you with wiggling fingers

"You know I think you're just a sore loser (n/n), I know exactly what will help fix that~" he giggled alittle before tickling you all over your tickle spots, experimenting with every single spot to find your worst spot and the best reactions!

He pointed out the little things as he tickled you, which became more flustering the more he did it. Stuff like;

"Hmm what an interesting sound you make when I do this!" Or "Wow! You're really ticklish here~" and finally "How fascinating your face just keeps getting more and more red the more I talk, am I flustering you dove~" He was on a roll today, he was finally number one and he was gonna use all of that power to his advantage right now!

"YOHOHOU WIHIHIN DEHEHEE!" He stopped his raspberry and smirked at you

"Why thank you for finally acknowledging the truth!" He smiled, rubbing the ghost tickles away and releasing you from his robot arm.

What an eventful game night!

Raph!:

This sweetheart could tell instantly that you were stressed. He decided that it would be a great idea to give you a relaxation day! He let everyone know ahead of time and tidied everything up accordingly!

He went out of his way to make sure when you arrived that everything was perfect! His room smelled nice, his brothers were either in their rooms or out playing basketball and he even put on some calming instrumental music for you!

He was determined to make everything special for you. He beamed when you entered the lair, instantly lifting you off the ground and carrying you to your final destination, claiming that you were not to use your legs today or lift a finger! He treated you like the royalty you are it was so special. Even if you insisted you were fine, there was no saying no to Raph!

He smiled as he placed you down onto his big red coded bed. "I had Mikey help me cook you you're favorite!" he smiled, handing you a plate full of your favorite meal which you happily accepted and thanked him again

"Of course! Anytime sunshine!" He smiled brighter before he offered a massage "here this should help!"

Before you knew it, he was getting every single knot out of your back and shoulders, and lt felt great, but holy heck, did it tickle! Raph caught on after a giggle slipped from your mouth while you were exhaling

"How does it feel?" He asked 'innocently' as he moved back to the spot that made you giggle before

"It feels gohohood! Thahanks Raph!" You giggled again as his smile turned into a smirk

"Good im so glad! You truly deserve this! You work so hard and deserve a break I am so proud of you (y/n)!" He smiled brightly again now properly tickling you

"Rahahaph!"

"Why are you giggling so much (n/n)?~ It's just a massage, don't tell me you're ticklish!~" He teased you as he continued tickling all over your tickle spots

"Dawww, I think this will help relieve your stress more! They do say laughter is the best medicine!" He continued enjoying every little sound, laugh, and reaction you made to his tickles and various tickle spots until he found your worst spot

"OKAHAY MEHEHERCYYY!"

He stopped immediately, rubbing away the ghost tickles before picking you up again and holding you close, his heartbeat soothing yours as he rubbed circles into your skin

"Cuddle time!" He exclaimed as you nodded

What a perfect day

Mikey!:

After tasting Mikeys amazing creations for a long time now you asked him if he could teach you how to cook! He was ecstatic! Today was the day you two scheduled to do this!

He smiled brightly as you entered the lairs kitchen! "Here you go!" He handed you your very own apron he decorated it himself he was really proud of it!

You wore it with pride as you washed your hands and got ready to cook! Everything was going great! He guided your hands through some techniques, you added the spices together to give it flavor and overall were just having fun and learning alot! Mikeys a really great coach!

The waiting was the boring part, so when you got impatient and saw an open bag of flour sitting right in front of you, you knew exactly what to do. You sneakily took a bit in your hand before catching the orange turtles attention and threw it at him

He gasped jokingly as he blinked, now covered in flour "oh that's it! You are so on!" He smirked taking some of the flour and throwing it back on you, soon it was an all out flour war! He eventually pounced on you trying to get the flour on your shirt but his hands slipped accidentally swiping your side in the process

He caught that reaction immediately and had an even better idea then the flour! He smirked as his wiggling fingers scribbled all over your tickle spots like a skilled artist painting his masterpiece!

"Tickle Tickle tickleee~ this is what you get for pranking the prankster (n/n)~" He giggled along with you before he found your worst spot

"Awwww I think someone's Ticklish~" he teased in a sing song voice as he used every trick in the book to get the best reactions out of you

"Tickletickletickletickle"

"MIHIHIHIKEHEHEY!-"

*DING!*

"Oh Goodie! The foods ready!" He smiled rubbing away the ghost tickles and leading you a hand up while you caught your breath

"Ihit smells amazing!"

"It's gonna taste amazing too you know why?" He smiled at you as you raised an eyebrow

"Why's that?"

"Because we made it with love together! Anddd it got your giggles in there for extra love!"

"Mikeyyy!"

He giggled as he started to plate everything. "we eat first, then clean, alright? And you started this so you have to help me! You have no choice, cutie pie!" He giggled poking your sides again quickly before he handed you your plate

"Okahay fair enough!"

You two enjoyed your creation throughly before cleaning the place up and cleaning yourselves up later one at a time, getting into comfy Pj's and enjoying the rest of the night together! It was perfect! This definitely calls for more cooking dates down the line!

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I hope you all enjoyedd! I loved making this! And I hope you all have a great day today! You truly deserve it! I am so proud of you! /p /gen /pos

-K :]

#k writes tk things #rottmnt tickle #rottmnt tickle fic #rottmnt x reader #ler!leo #ler!leonardo #ler!donnie #ler!donatello #ler!raph #ler!raphael #ler!mikey #ler!michaelangelo #lee!reader

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comfytickles · 1 year

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First post

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#fanart #tickle art #tickling #lee!donnie #ler!april #ler!mikey #donatello tmnt #april o'neil tmnt #michelangelo tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #digital art #my art #tmnt tickling

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tastybluesprite · 1 year

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Laughter (rottmnt)

I’m too tired rn to edit or read through this at the moment so I’ll do it later

Warnings: none other than this is a tickle fic so if that makes you uncomfortable feel free not to read.

Summery: The turtle bros realize that their genius brother almost never really laughs, and they want to fix that.

“And then the lady said ‘but where’s my sandwich?” Leo punchlined, causing Raph and Mikey to burst out laughing.

Donatello merely rolled his eyes and kept staring at his phone. “Hey! That was funny!” Leo insisted annoyedly to Donnie.

“Leo I could think of several things that are funnier than that joke you just told, none of which would make me laugh either.” Donnie deadpanned.

“Ugh you’re no fun. You NEVER laugh.” Mikey said.

“Yeah.” Leo agreed, “The only times you do laugh are at our expense!”

“That’s not true.” Donnie said with slight half hearted defensiveness. “Ok yeah,” he said finally under his brothers’s skeptical stares, “maybe I don’t. But so what? Why does it matter if I don’t find things funny enough to laugh at them?”

“It matters because you’re our brother Donnie! We want to see you happy!” Mikey told him, “Plus you’re only a buzzkill that way.”

“I’m sure there’s plenty of other ways to get him to laugh that aren’t jokes.” Raph said suddenly as a smirk grew on his face.

Leo and Mikey threw curious looks at him, and Donnie couldn’t help but suspect he was up to something not good.

“Oh? What’s that?” Mikey asked.

Raph gave Mikey and Leo a mischievous grin and immediately they understood, smirking right back at him.

“Wha- what’s going on? Why are you all looking at each other like that?” Donnie asked with slight nervousness in his voice.

“Hey Donnie… are you still ticklish?” Leo asked with the biggest smirk Donnie had ever seen on the blue clad turtle.

Donnie looked at the three of them with wide eyes and decided it would be best to back away from them. “NO! no, Absolutely not! Don’t you dare!” And with a final squeak, he made a dash for it.

He knew he would be safe in his lab as he installed a lock system on it that only he knew how to break (Hey, Leo would only continue to break in and touch his things when he wasn’t looking unless he did something about it!)

Unfortunately they were one step ahead of him and already knew about said lock system. When he saw Raph blocking the door of his lab, he knew immediately he was screwed. He chided himself for forgetting that, despite being smart, he was fighting one against three equally skilled fighters and brothers who knew how to get what they wanted.

Accepting his fate, Leo tackled him to the ground, with his face to the floor and his arms pinned firmly above his head by Raph.

“G-Guy please! This isn’t funnyhyhyhy ahahaha!” Donnie protested as Leo began skittering his fingers at his sides. “Oh really Don? Why ya laughing then?” Leo teased.

“Yeah Donnie, you can’t just lie to us like that.” Mikey said, pretending to be upset as he wiggling his fingers into Donnie’s armpits, making Donnies laughter grow, all while attempting to squirm away the feeling.

“Guhuhuys pleheheheahase!!!” Donnie begged. He had to put a stop to this situation before it became so much worse for him.

“Y’know, this laughing is cute and all, but this is nothing like what we haven’t heard before!” Raph complained. “We want to hear the real deal!”

Aaaaaand it just became worse for him.

He knew exactly where this was going and really didn’t want them to follow through with it.

“I suppose it would be ok to remove his battle shell for just this once.” Leo said slyly as he slowly began to try and pry it off his twin.

“WAIT! Leo no! Raph! Mikey! You guys promised you’d never resort to that!”

Donnie began squirming around like crazy, hoping it would make it difficult for Leo to get his artificial shell off. But much to his dismay Leo got it off pretty easily. Donnie shuddered at the air that was licking at his now exposed soft shell.

“We promise that we won’t go too far,” Raph assured him. Even though they loved messing with him, they knew that Donnie hated his shell being touched too much. There was a line in Donnie’s comfort zone, and they knew they shouldn’t ever cross it. He trusted them and they didn’t want to break that trust. It was already far enough that they were ticking him at all while he had an aversion to physical contact.

Donnie squeezed his eyes shut and tried to contain the laughter already bubbling in his chest, as Leo began to trace shapes slowly on the leathery surface of his shell.

Suddenly, Leo began to scribble wildly and rapidly all over his shell, causing Donnie to very much uncharacteristically squeal as he began to burst into loud hysterical laughter.

This was the rare laughter they never got to, but always wanted to hear. Donnie was writhing around as Leo hit every bit of sensitive nerve endings on the shell. At this point he didn’t even need his arms restrained, as his whole body went completely limp. He was too weak at this point to put up a fight.

“Y’know,” Leo said after a while, “you haven’t once complained or told me to stop. Correct me if I’m wrong dear brother, but I think you’re actually enjoying this.”

Donnie’s whole face burned a nice shade of red. “SHUHUHUT UHUHUP” was all he could manage before falling to more laughter.

This went on for quite a while until Donnie suddenly shrieked “BREAK! BREHEHEHAHAK!!!”

Leo, knowing to respect his brothers boundary’s, stopped immediately. He put the artificial shell back on him and got off the poor turtle.

“You ok Donnie?” Mikey asked with genuine worry.

After a short pause, Donnie replied with a grin slowly appearing on his face, “Oh, I will be.” As many tools and devises came out of the battle shell.

Now it was Leo, Raph, and Mikey who were screwed.

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justanautisticidiot · 3 months

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My first fic

Inspiration:

1https://www.tumblr.com/veryblushyswitch/738471981314375680/tinytello-gets-tinytickles?source=share

I just wanted to make the ame thing but with Leo. If it's bad, this is my first fic so it had to be my boy, Neon Leon.

Warnings: Tickle fic if you don't like it keep scrolling. A bit of blood... Sensored swearing.

Let's go!

▁ ▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ Start of fic█ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂ ▁

Leo's arms were shaking, he bit his lip to stop himself from screaming. He coughed and coughed until he saw blood. It looked almost grey. Unlike the gash on his forehead.

He felt like he was getting smaller he didn't know how but he was... He cast his mind back to what Big mama said before pouring a liquid into the cut:

"You will be to small to fight me next time, ta-ta turtley-boo!"

'Too small...?' The thought rang in his head. He stood up and realised he was as short as the sink.

An exteremly high-pitched squeal left his mouth. Raph came rushing in (nearly breaking the door in the process). Then he himself let out a scream. If no one noticed before, they did now.

"DONNIE!!!" The red clad turtle shouted.

Purple poked his head through the (broken) doorway. "Ye- GASP!!!" RAPH WHAT HAPPENED!?!?"

"Leo's a kid now...?"

▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ Time skip because █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂

▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ I'm a ✨lazy b**ch✨█ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂

"Oh mi gosh!!!" Mikey proceeded to hug the sh** out of little Leon and the "youngest" turtle "accidentally" squeezed Little Leon's sides.

"Mihihikehehe!" The blue one giggled.

The older turtle's hearts melted.

"MihihihiKEHEHE!" The blue one squealed as Donnie traced his finger up and down his neck.

As Leon was giggling his tiny heart out Raph was filming and trying not to scream from the scene in front of him.

As the little one's laughter becam silent the ticklish assult stopped.

"Meheheanies"

▁ ▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ Later█ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂ ▁

Long story short, Leon was back to normal and woke up in a cuddle pile the next day.

#lee!leo #rottmnt tickle #tmnt tickle #ler!donnie #ler!raph #ler!mikey #Sorry if that was sh**#Not much tickles

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feather-melody · 7 months

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guys

you literally cannot tell me this doesn’t look like the prelude to a tickle attack

and that womanly shriek? it’s fucking hilarious, you just know he’s screaming like that when his brothers go all “tickle monster” on him <3

i just need more lee!donnie, omg he is my baby

#rottmnt tickles #lee!donnie #ler!leo #ler!mikey

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sunsetsandsunshine · 6 months

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~ 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚙𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 ~

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚆𝙰𝚂𝚂𝚄𝙿 𝚈’𝙰𝙻𝙻 🔥⁉️ 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝚂𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽— 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃 𝙰 𝙻𝙾𝚃𝚃𝚃𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚂 𝙱𝙲 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙷 𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚁𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟻,𝟽𝟶𝟿

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡 (𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 🐢❤️)

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 🐢❤️ (𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡)

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑’𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃*𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝙽𝙸 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜— 𝚢’𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚢 <𝟹)

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚌 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝: @tiggleebug @tmnt-th1ngs @creativecutie @veryblushyswitch @snugglyfluffle @kanene-yaaay @someone1348 @vxlepop @what-youd-expect @turtletimewriting @ziipzeepzop-eez @my-l0v3r-v3rse @skye-minecraftyt-blog @augonot @soft--dragon @titters-and-tingles

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐— 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚊𝚖, 𝚙𝚕𝚣 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 ❤️🧡

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“No.”

“But Raph—”

“No.”

“But Raphie—”

“No.”

“But—”

“I literally just said no, Mikey.”

“But Raaaaaaphhhh, I’m bored!” The youngest groaned, flopping onto the second oldest’s bed dramatically. The second oldest in question raised an unamused brow, looking up from his comic where his little brother laid in front of him. The red banded turtle sighed, going back to reading his novel calmly and ignoring the younger turtle completely.

Now, if you couldn’t tell by Mikey’s whole demeanor, or the fact that he just stated so…he was bored. VERY bored. EXTREMELY bored.

TREMENDOUSLY bored if you will.

And if the youngest was bored, you’d best believe you’d hear him complaining all day in and all day out until he found something to occupy himself with. And Raph? Well, the young teen personally did not have the time nor patience to deal with all of that today.

Or any day really.

“For the millionth time, Mike— I’m busy. Go bother Don or somethin'.” The hot-head grumbled, flipping through the pages of the comic book he was currently reading. The other rolled his eyes, turning his head to his older brother, “Don’t you think I already did that?” Raph chuckled at the statement. “Oh really? And how’d that go?”

“He threw a beaker at me…but I think it had acid in it—“

Raph visibly shuddered, “Okie-dokie then. Another reason for you to get out of my room. Buh-bye. Sayonara. Thanks for stopping by. Adios amigo.” He demanded, pushing Mikey’s face with his foot but the youngest stubbornly stood his ground. He pushed back with his head until the other eventually gave up, throwing his comic book at him in frustration.

Mikey got up from the bed, annoyingly whining again.

“Just do an activity with me or something…! He huffed, shaking Raph by the shoulders back and forth. “I can show you the way out of my room! That can be an activity we can do together!” The red banded teen smiled with a fake sweet tone, which only caused the other’s frown to deepen.

“I’ll never ask you for anything ever agaiiiiinnn! Just do something with meeee! Pleeaseee?!” Raph had to bite back a grin when he heard that bargain. In the next 5 minutes, Mikey would probably ask him to do the hokey-pokey or some shit like that. The second oldest let out a long yet playful sigh, rubbing his temples before crossing his arms. “Fine fine…what do you wanna do?”

The youngest blinked, rubbing the back of his head and looking away for a bit. Well…Raph was surprisingly easy to convince today. It usually took him a solid 2 hours and 30 minutes (he’s counted) until he cracked. Usually 1 hour and 15 minutes on a good day…

“That’s…a very good question…I’ll get back to you on that…” The smaller turtle muttered. Raph tilted his head in complete and utter disbelief. “You came in here harassing me for, like, an hour straight talking about how you wanna spend time with me and now you don’t even know what you wanna do?!”

“I’m thinking, okay?! Don’t get your tits in a twist!” Mikey huffed at his older brother.

“Don’t get my what in a what???”

The youngest then suddenly snapped his fingers, smiling brightly and turning to the second oldest, “We should play a video game!”

“Like…Fall Guys or something? Dude, I’ve beat you anytime we’ve played two player. Just accept your many MANY losses.” The green eyed mutant teased, laughing at the offended expression Mikey was giving him now.

“I think you might have hit your head a bit too hard when we came from the ooze, my dear friend. Because I clearly remember you losing when we were playing last weekend.” The orange banded teen challenged, sticking his tongue out at Raph who only scoffed in amusement, resting his hand on his hip.

“I was being a good big brother and let you win.” He retorted. Mikey rolled his eyes, knowing full damn well Raph just sucked absolute ass and didn’t want to admit it. “Yeah yeah, whatever. But, no. I have an even better thing in mind. And it’s a board game.”

A pause.

“…so are you gonna tell me what the board game is?” Raph asked impatiently.

“I’m pausing for emphasis! I request a drumroll, please.”

…oh for the love of…

Raph sighed, drumming his hands on his bed for a couple seconds before stopping, waiting for Mikey to tell him the name of this soooo special game that he couldn’t just tell him already.

Because emphasis or whatever.

“Twister!” Mikey smiled, clapping his hands excitedly. “Twister.” Raph repeated, his eye-ridges (is that what they’re called—? Idk…) raising in surprise as he scratched the top of his head confused. “Why Twister of all things? We haven’t played that game since we were, like, 7.”

The blue-eyed mutant shrugged, leaning against his big brother’s beside and lazily checking his nails. “Eh. No reason. Just what first came to mind. What? Afraid you’ll lose, Raphie boy~?” He smirked, looking up at the taller green eyed mutant who only chuckled at his taunt.

“Oh please. That game is so easy I could play it in my sleep.” He smirked, looking down at Mikey who only had a satisfied grin plastered on his face.

Raph was lying— lying right through his teeth in fact. He wasn’t good at Twister— he wasn’t even semi-good. He didn’t even qualify anywhere near semi-good when it came to Twister. Raph wasn’t the most…flexible turtle of the bunch, which made it hard to do some, if not most of the poses Twister had conjured up for you.

And usually, he wouldn’t care so much about losing a game. Heck, it was Twister for crying out loud. But Raphael grew up with a family of competitors.

And so, he was competitive. Very competitive.

He didn’t like to lose— in fact, he hated losing. He’d rather beat up Kraang droids all day than lose.

Well…he’d beat up Kraang droids any day but that’s beside the point!

Point was, he absolutely sucked at Twister, period. And personally? It wouldn’t be so bad if he was going against Leo, heck— even Casey Goongala Jones himself would be a better opponent than Mikey.

If Mikey won (which he always did), he would make sure you knew all day in and all day out that he beat you. It was annoying as hell and that would only fuel Mikey more into reminding you that you lost against him.

And like stated before…Raph did not like losing. He didn’t like it one bit.

The elder straightened up his slouched posture, extending his hand to do a hand shake, which the youngest gladly accepted. “I accept your offer. But don’t be disappointed when I completely annihilate you.”

“We’ll see about that.” Mikey chirped, grabbing Raph’s arm and almost soaring out of the room with him.

Aaaaand so that’s where the two were now; spreading the well known dotted mat onto the floor carefully in front of the TV. The two spun a couple times already, the positions that were being requested weren’t hard. At first…just subtle movements here and there. Until Raph had his whole arm underneath Mikey and Mikey had his whole arm under Raph’s…

And by 12 turn’s, they were intertwining each other like a bunch of yarn. Raph, surprisingly, was doing really well. His stance being something along the lines of a downwards dog and a corpse pose— if that makes sense. Which it doesn’t. Because it’s Twister. Twister doesn’t make any sense in the slightest.

Mikey on the other hand, was not doing so hot. His stance was just basically the Family Guy dead pose but just slightly standing. With every spin of that darn evil plastic wheel, the younger teen seemed to be getting more and more difficult adjustments, while Raph barely had to move a finger. Or…limb in this case.

The turtle gods were on his big brother’s side today and Mikey was not having it.

“Doing alright, bro?” The hot-head smugly asked, his voice a little strained due to the odd positing but a teasing grin was on his face nonetheless. “You’re shaking a bit there…” He mused at his little brother, whose limbs were shaking like a bunch of conjoined jello conjoined.

The smaller mutant then fixed his footing, not shaking anymore as he looked up at Raph, smirking smugly right back at him. “Oh I’m fine, big bro. Just. Fine.” The orange banded turtle gritted out.

Now, Mikey wasn’t going to lie, but this whole Twister thing was starting to not seem like such a good idea. His older brother was a complete abomination when it came to Twister! But apparently, he seemed like he was getting every single easy position, and he was doing a pretty decent job at it— and Raph…Raphael has NEVER done decent!

Mikey, on the other hand, was struggling. He might as well become the actual mascot for the game or something because his arms and legs were getting twisted like actual Twizzlers. It’s probably not even normal for his body to twist like this, but hey! He’s not losing and that’s all that matters, right?

But he couldn’t keep this act on forever. He was going to fall sooner or later if he didn’t do something fast.

The younger tried to move to spin the wheel but almost fell in the process; catching himself at the last second. “Yeah…I won’t be able to reach it…” The elder hummed in acknowledgement, also attempting to spin the wheel but ultimately failing as well.

Conveniently, a couple seconds later, the eldest turtle of the four quadruplets walked out of his room, walking into the lounge area where the two were playing Twister. Leo looked the two up and down before sighing, rubbing his face tiredly.

“It’s too early for this…” He grumbled, going to the kitchen to refill his tea cup. Raph and Mikey shared a confused glance with each other, before looking at the other turtle with even more confusion.

“It’s 4 in the afternoon…” The youngest giggled. Leo turned around, glaring at the both of them. And if looks could kill…Mikey would’ve been nothing but a bare shell.

“Yeah. And my statement still stands. It’s too early for this…” The blue banded turtle repeated, taking a sip of a now full tea cup. “Now. If you’ll excuse me, I have to go read some Captain Ryan x reader fanfiction…” He grumbled with the most deadpanned face and voice ever, but you could tell by the sparkle in his eyes that he was genuinely excited.

The young leader was probably too tired to acknowledge what he just said…oh well. More blackmail for Mikey then.

“Leo, wait! We need you to spin the spinny thingie!” The second oldest yelled in impatience. This stance was starting to hurt like shell! And losing is not an option here!

Leo turned around, looking his brother up and down again before sipping his tea again. “Do it yourself.”

“I can’t, wise guy! The spinny whatchamacallit is all the way over there! If I try to spin it, I’ll lose!” Raph explained which only resulted in Leo blinking once before rolling his eyes.

“Then lose.” And with that, the young leader walked to his room, chuckling a bit to himself as he closed his door. “Smug bastard…” The red banded turtle grumbled under his breath.

After a few moments of thinking, Mikey decided he needed to do something to try and get an advantage in this game. That’s when he reached up with one hand and jabbed Raph in the side lightly.

The elder flinched violently, drawing out a surprised and loud shriek, but stubbornly staying in the same position he was before. The second oldest glared at his younger brother, who had the most innocent smile plastered on his face.

“Michelangelo. Hamato.” He warned, his glare hardening. “Poke me again and see what happens.” He said threateningly, which only caused the younger in question to innocently bat his eyes at him, continuously poking around his side.

“Mihihike— shihihit!” Raph cursed, trying to squirm out of reach of the poking with the little room he had. Mikey continued to tickle him, now moving his fingers to scribble on his stomach, which obviously made Raph shriek louder.

“MIHIHIKEY!”

“Aw…there’s that smile!” The youngest grinned. And finally, to the smaller turtle’s delight, the older fell down on his shell, officially concluding the game and granting Mikey his 100% hard earned victory.

“I won!” The menace giggled, doing a small little victory dance on the mat before he made eye contact with Raph— who looked like he was ready to KILL.

Victory dance over. Victory dance WAY WAY over.

The younger got up almost immediately, quickly backing away as the other turtle scaringly followed right behind him. “W-Wait wahait…dude, bro, my man…we can talk about this! We can talk this out like the civilized mature mutants we are! There’s noho need to doohoo anything drahastic…” He rambled, taking multiple upon multiple steps back as Raph inched closer and closer towards him, game obviously loooong forgotten at this point.

The elder cracked his knuckles, an evil smirk spreading across his face almost like a wildfire. And that, ladies and gentleman, was enough evidence for Mikey to know that he was absolutely in for it.

The youngest bolted for Donnie’s lab, running as fast as his little legs could carry him, only to be hoisted onto his big brother’s shoulder as the red banded turtle walked back to the lounge area.

Nervous giggles escaped Mikey’s mouth as he tried to get out of his older brother’s grip, squirming, pushing, kicking— basically all the things he could do in this oh-so-horrible-situation-that-he-definitely-did-not-plan-out-what-so-ever!

Raph put Mikey on the ground, sitting on his legs. “Mihike, I haven’t even done anything yet...” He commented at the squirmy giggly mess that was his youngest brother. Mikey snickered, a small blush creeping to his face. “Shuhut it!“ He squeaked as he felt three fingers on his sides, not moving but just resting there in anticipation.

The youngest helplessly held the taller turtle’s wrists, shaking his head back and forth while sputtering out giggly pleases as his eyes were closed shut. “What’s gotten you so giggly?” Raph asked innocently, smirking down at his baby brother who was currently losing his mind.

“Just gehehet it oveheher wihith already!” He giggled desperately. If getting absolutely wrecked wasn’t gonna kill him…then the anticipation definitely would.

“Get whahat over with, Mike? I genuinely have no idea what you’re talking about…” The orange banded turtle lightly smacked at Raph’s arm, loving and hating every single second of this. Mikey looked to the side, hiding his head in his shell a tiny bit out of embarrassment.

“Is there…something specific you’re talking about? Something oh-so embarrassing that you apparently can’t even say it out loud?” Raph grinned, his fingers clamping lightly on his sides as the other giggly whined in annoyance and desperation.

“Will yohou plehease juhust tihihickle me already???” The smallest turtle squeaked; the last part barely audible to the turtle ear and of course Raph felt the need to comment on it.

“Hm? What was that~? I couldn’t quite hear you…” He smirked, his fingers twitching against the other’s sides.

“Rahaph!!”

“You gotta speak louder, bud. I can hardly hear you.”

“Rahahaphie plehease!”

“Well since you asked so nicely…” Raphael smiled, starting to actually tickle Mikey’s sides now.

“You know, you could have just…told me you wanted me to tickle you, instead of doing the whole ‘let’s play Twister’ bullshit.” The taller turtle stated calmly, only causing Mikey’s blush to deepen.

Was he seriously that easy to read? Well that’s embarrassing…he honestly thought he had his older brother fooled with the whole ‘Let’s play Twister bullshit.’

Random fun fact, one of the best and worst things about being tickled by Raph was that he could just casually say the t-word as if it was an everyday word as you can see.

Well…in retrospect it is an everyday word.

But it’s a very embarrassing everyday word.

A very VERY embarrassing everyday word.

And you best believe he always used it as an advantage to gain the upper hand in every situation. Whether he was tickling one of his brothers or not…you bet he would randomly use it in a sentence.

“Literally what are you talking aboHOUT?” Mikey screeched as Raph prodded and poked his lower ribs. “Oh, don’t play dumb. You know exactly what I mean.” The second oldest smirked. “Playing duhumb is not my forte— thahat was yohou duhuhuring Twister.” Mikey managed to giggle out.

Raph sent daggers to Mikey as he pinned one of his hands to the carpeted floor, digging his free hand into his exposed underarm.

The blue eyed mutant automatically squawked at the sudden sensation, trying desperately to pull his arm back down. The other let out a satisfied huff from the noise, “You were saying~?”

“ScREHEHEW YOHOU!” He squawked. Raph flinched slightly at the turtle belle’s sudden yell but chuckled at it nonetheless. Oh this is gonna be so so easy…

Mikey’s feet helplessly kicked behind Raph, his legs going up into the air every so slightly every now and again. “Your gonna break the sound barrier with all that screaming, baby brother...” Raph commented.

“But, you okay? You’re voice raised a bit there…” He asked as he heard Mikey’s laughter spike up suddenly. The youngest wiped a couple happy tears from his eyes, giggling still. “Yeah, yeah…I’m okay…”

Raph nodded at the response, rubbing some of the ghost tickles away before going back to tickling him, now squeezing his hip area.

The freckled turtle’s eyes completely shot out of his sockets as and of course his big brother had to make a smart remark.

“Uh oh…did I happen to find a bad spot?” Raph smirked, raising a brow as the younger shook his head back and forth. “NOHO! NAHAT THEHERE! RAHAPH! PLEHEASE!” The teenager cackled loudly, grabbing the other’s wrists but making no attempt to push them away of course.

“Not there?? Whaddya mean not there~? You mean right…here?” Raph giggled, “Right here? Is this a bad spot, Mike?” He questioned innocently.

“RAHAPH *squeak* PLEHEASE!” Mikey squealed. “Please what? I can’t understand you because of my little brother’s mouse squeaks. Sorry man…” Raph said as he dramatically wiped a tear from his eye, before going back to tickling Mikey’s hip area.

“SHUHU— *squeak* SHUHUT UHUP!”

At times like this, you would not question the fact that Mikey’s Dad is a 6'2 rat mutant. Just listening to his laugh you could hear the resemblance.

“My gahaHAHASH! JuhUST STAHAP!” He whined throughout his laughter as Raph continued to knead his hip bones, causing Mikey’s laughter to rise in volume tremendously now and again.

The youngest arched his back with a loud squeal, pushing on his older brother’s wrists again as he tried to turn himself so his shell was facing upward.

“Now where do you think your goin'?” Raph snickered, now using both his hands to tickle Mikey’s underarms now, instead of just tickling one.

“WAHAHAIT! WAHA— *squeal* WAHAIT! IHIHIT TIHI— *squeak* NAHAHAH!” The youngest stammered through his laughter, his bandana long gone off of his face due to how much he was squirming around.

“It tickles? Ya don’t say.” Raph deadpanned, snickering at the small squeal the turtle below him let out after the comment. “Can Dr. Name-Einstein not take what he dishes out~?” He continued, digging deeper in Mikey’s underarms.

“Tickle tickle tickle~!”

“NoHOH—!”

“Tickle tickle~! Kitchie kitchie coo~!”

“SHUHUT— *squeak* SHUHUT YOUR MOHOUTH!”

“Aww…well, that’s not very nice, now is it?” The green eyed teen fake pouted, continuing to tickle Mikey’s underarms, but slipping his hands out every now and again to poke the other’s neck lightly before going back in.

“Ahh tkltkltkl….ahh tkltkltkl— what? I’m abbreviating it for you because you hate that word soooo much, see? Ahh tkltkltkl…”

“IHI’M GOHONNA MUHUHURDER YOHOU!” The youngest shrieked, banging his heels on the floor in a futile attempt to escape his big brother’s VERY mean comments. “Oh yeah? You and with what hands, little man~?” Raph grinned, grabbing both of Mikey’s wrists to put above his head, scribbling all over his stomach.

Mikey’s hyena cackling only raised in volume after that. Raph evil laughed at the reaction, chuckling to himself as he tickled the younger to pieces.

“Woah. I think I hit the jackpot…what do you think, Mike?”

Mikey squeaked.

“Yeah, I think so too.”

Behind all the evil laughing and teasing, Raph took glances at his baby brother’s face every now and again to make sure that he was actually enjoying himself; and that he wasn’t uncomfortable in any way.

…And before you even think of calling him a softie for thinking this, being a softie and being caring are two completely different things.

Don’t get them twisted.

Anyways, even if Raph never openly says so or displays so…he genuinely cares about his brothers, and if he ever hurt them in any way, physically or mentally…just know that he’s taking that with him to the grave. No further questions asked.

Unfortunately for the youngest, this didn’t mean Raph would be merciful while tickling him in any way, shape, or form right now…

But Raph didn’t want his baby brother’s voice disappearing all the way to Timbuktu, so stopping right now would suffice.

The older turtle ceased his tickling onslaught, crossing his arms across his plastron to glance at the flustered and oh-so giggly mess he created.

“Yohou…suhuck…” The maskless turtle giggled, refusing to look at his big brother who just snickered at the purely adorable behavior.

“Yohou okay?” The elder turtle asked, “Like seriously, I didn’t hurt you or anything, right?” He asked genuinely. And now wasn’t that sweet? Asking if someone was okay after almost committing a first degree murder to said person. Yeah. Reeeeaaal sweet alright.

“Mhm…yeah I’m okahay…” He nodded, sitting up slightly to look for his mask that flew over to who knows where.

”I don’t remember your stomach being that ticklish, Mike.” Raph teased, snickering softly at his comment which Mikey only rolled his eyes to. “Whehell, my neck isn’t embarrassingly sehensitive. Especially the bahahack ohof ihihit. I don’t thihink yohou can relate, but I’m juhust putting thahat out there…”

…Remember how I said Raph loved his brother very dearly? Well…forget it. Stopping right now would not suffice. It would do anything but suffice.

The hot-head simply gave his little brother a look that would be known as the look of ‘You are getting your shell HANDED to you.’ Now Leonardo was the turtle who invented this scary yet effective gaze (because of course he did…)

And so naturally, the look got passed down to Raph. Then to Donnie. And even Splinter found a way how to.

The youngest on the other hand, never really had any reason to learn the look, as he had wonderful looks of his own. Obviously.

But now…he was kinda wishing he did, so that the look didn’t look so scary (see what I did there? I’m hilarious, I know)

“I-Ihi’m sohorry?” Mikey giggled out meekly, immediately going to grab Raph’s wrists again for, like, the hundredth time in the past hour.

Sometimes it’s best to keep your comments to yourself…even if you are spitting straight up facts…

“Oho you will be sorry.” The elder effortlessly grabbed his baby brother’s wrists, slowly bringing his head down towards the other’s stomach. Mikey kicked his knees into Raph’s shell, hoping to at least faze him, but all his attempts to stop his brother were in vain as the other took in a deep breath and lowered his head at an agonizingly slow pace to his plastron...

“W-WAHAIT! RAHAH— *squeal* PLEHEASE!!!” However, even if you’re a strong, cool and fast mutant like Mikey himself here, you would never be able to go up against the power of an older sibling in a tickle fight (a very one-sided tickle fight but a tickle fight nonetheless…)

Raph had to stop to chuckle at the wriggly mess that was his baby brother— the dude was wriggling and giggling like he planted some drug in him! And he hasn’t even done anything to him!

Yet, anyway…

“SHUHUT UP! STAHAP LAHAUGHING AHAT MEEHEE!” The youngest screeched as he felt his mind going on an anticipatory rollercoaster, thrashing in his big brother’s hold which he knew he was never getting out of. Well…acceptance is the first step to anything right?

“PLEHEASE! IHI’M— *squeak* SOHORRY!” Mikey cried, now frantically trying to get out of the hold. Screw acceptance. Mikey didn’t want to see heaven’s gates early. And besides, he has a slice of pizza in the fridge that he’s been dying to eat. So dying right here, right now, isn’t an option.

Raph hummed in amusement, “Oho yeheah? Where were all these apologizes when you made me lose in Twister?” Mikey giggled, “Ihit’s nahat MYHY fault YOHOU suhuck at gahames! Ehespecially board games. Ahahand video gahames…dohoo I have to go ohon?”

Raph was shocked as he was impressed. The pure nerve of this teen. Mikey definitely got that attitude from him…that’s for sure. “Okahay that’s it. No more mister nice turtle…”

“Sihince whEHEN were yOHOU NIHICE?”

Instead of making another sassy remark back, Raph tightened the grip of his hands on Mikey’s wrists slightly, lowering his head to his little brother’s stomach and taking a huge breath…

“RAHAPH— nohoHO— WAHAIT! RAHaph dUHUDE PLEHEASE!” Mikey rambled through his laughter, shaking his head back and forth with his eyes shut. Oh…this was gonna tickle so freaking bad. Maybe instead of provoking Raph he should of just tickled himself— because Michelangelo would not come out of the lounge area ALIVE after this.

With one last evil chuckle, the elder lowered his head to the center of Mikey’s plastron and…well, let’s just say all of New York City presumably heard the high-pitched shriek that ascended out of the youngest’s mouth.

Raph was mean. He was the definition of mean. He might as well be cast as the next Regina George if Mean Girls gets another reboot because this. was. mean.

Because not only was this smug dunderhead blowing raspberries on his stomach without barely taking any breath’s (kinda impressive honestly), but he also was using one hand to squeeze directly on Mikey’s knee.

Evil. Pure evil.

And you would think that it was pretty nice of Raph to let one of his hands go so he could at least attempt to escape, right? Well the youngest’s free hand was too busy happy stimming in order to do said task…so he’s kinda-sorta-maybe-possibly stuck

“I don’t remember you being this sensitive to raspberries when we were little…” The elder teen commented in between his breaths. Because…honestly. Did Donnie make Mikey one of his nerd concoctions to make the youngest embarrassingly ticklish or has he always been like this? Because there’s no way he should be giggling and wriggling this much.

“IHIT’S NAHAT MY FAHAULT!” And it wasn’t! It’s not Mikey’s fault he’s a literal walking talking tickle spot! Besides, you haven’t met walking talking tickle spot until you’ve met Leo.

“It tickles that bad, huh?” Raph laughed at the inhuman screeches coming from the teen below him. “SHUHUT— *squeak* SHUHUT UHUHAHAHA—!” The youngest cackled loudly, still kicking Raph at the back of his shell with his knees.

Now, was kicking Raph in the shell going to do him any favors in the long run? Most likely not. He’s still getting tickled to pieces and no matter how much he bucked, wriggled, writhed, or squirmed from side to side, Raph’s grip would remain the same until he felt like letting go. His hold was scaringingly better than his nunchucks— and that’s saying a LOT.

The smaller turtle just helplessly kicked behind him, just laying there and laughing his heart out. Raph took a glance at his younger brother and his snarky, evil smirk turned into a fond smile, he shook his head, laughing to himself.

“Y'know…Leo is just a couple steps away. I’m sure he’d loooove helping me turn you into a more giggly puddle than you already are…”

“NAHAH— *squeal* DAHA— DOHOHON’T—!”

“Or…what if I got Donnie? I bet he has some tools that would help me…”

“NOHOH—!”

“What about Dad? I’m positive he would just record the whole thing and coo you all day long about you’re adorable giggles—”

“RAHAPHIE!!!” Mikey screeched, kicking Raph in the shell extra hard this time which only made the elder huff out a laugh in amusement.

“OW! Okay okahay! No need to shout!” He chuckled, getting off of the other turtle and helping him up. Raph sat down on the couch, soon followed by Michelangelo who dramatically collapsed into his lap.

He giggled tiredly, sitting up and flopping on the other’s plastron. The elder laughed at the theatrical gesture, rubbing his shell comfortingly. “You okay, bud?”

“Nohoho. I’m lihihiterally dying.” Mikey giggled tiredly. Raph hummed in acknowledgment, resting his chin on Mikey’s left shoulder, causing the youngest to let out a subtle squeak.

The two made eye contact as Raph’s signature smirk spread across his face again.

“Huh. Which reminds me…” The elder turtle mused, wrapping Mikey in a hug with his one arm while the other was free. He shook his head, anticipatory giggles pouring out of his mouth more than ever before. “Raphie— Rahaphie nohoho don’t you dahare!”

Now, you’re probably wondering why Mikey is freaking out so much right now…let me explain.

As you know, Mikey has freckles. A lot of freckles. It was something he’s always been insecure about ever since he was a turtle tot. He used to absolutely loathe his freckles with a burning passion…and he tried to keep that fact a secret.

But sadly, when you live with 3 other brothers and you’re the youngest, there’s no such thing as secrecy.

The brothers had this whole talk about how his freckles made him, well, him. How it signified his uniqueness, adorableness, and blah blah blah sappy stuff. And that talk actually made Mikey love his freckles a lot…which he really needed.

Point being, his older brother’s created this game where they would count and poke how many freckles he had— because he had a whole LOT and they wanted to point out each adorable individual one; his freckles mainly being on his shoulders, face and neck.

But the thing was, the pokes to said spots tickled. A lot. Mikey was able to hide his reactions at first, but then a squeak went to a squeal, and a squeal went to a giggle…if you catch my drift.

And ever since then, it’s been a friendly competition on who could poke and count the most freckles on his face without him squirming out of reach (the highest score was 23 by the one and only Donatello).

“Hm. I forgot how many freckles you have…did you get any more? Seems like you got more…” Raph hummed again.

“NohOH I diHID NAHAT—”

“I think I should check just to make sure…” And with that, the poking and counting began…or as Mikey likes to call it: his complete and utter demise.

Speaking of which, Mikey might be competing with Leo for the Most Ticklish Turtle award because these pokes to his shoulders and face tickled like absolute SHELL. And Raph was barely touching him! Like…barely.

“1…2…3…4–! Mike! Stop moving! You made me lose count!” The older tried to sternly say, but it was really hard due to how much his little brother was laughing his shell off at the slightest of touches to the face and shoulders.

“PLEHEHEASE! RAHA— *squeak*! IHI’M GOHONNA DIHIE!!!”

“You’ve said that, like, 3 times. And you’re still here, aren’t you?” Raph mused, continuing to poke and prod.

“And a seven, and an eight, and a nine— wait. What comes after nine…?” He fake pondered, poking on the exact same freckle on Mikey’s shoulder to keep him a squeaky giggly blob.

“Seriously…I can’t think of the number. What comes after nine?” The hot-head asked again, going after Mikey’s neck now— causing the younger to scrunch his shoulders almost immediately. Though, that maybe wasn’t the best idea because Raph’s fingers were now stuck.

“I honestly think you’re the one with an embarrassingly ticklish neck, little bro.” The elder turtle stated smugly, wriggling his fingers in the crook of Mikey’s neck as the younger laughed even louder (if that’s possible).

Mikey flapped both of his hands, happy tears threatening to fall from his eyes, “RAHAHAPH!!!” He shrieked, his legs kicking the couch as well as the floor.

“Okay! Alright! Okay! No need to shout out me! Heard you loud and clear, giggles.” He drawed his hand away from Mikey’s face and shoulders, resting them on the other’s shell, rubbing it soothingly. The smaller turtle rested the back of his head on Raph’s shoulder, catching his breath slowly but surely.

“Are you done torturing me now?” He giggled tiredly, becoming relaxed and comfy in Raph’s arms due to the shell rubs.

“For now, yeah.” The older winked which only caused the youngest to roll his eyes at. Raph could be such a dork sometimes, but he loves him nonetheless…sometimes anyway.

“Thanks. For, uh…y'know…doing that…” The orange banded turtle mumbled after he calmed down fully, getting his mask that flew up on the couch earlier. “Yeah. No problem.” Raph shrugged nonchalantly, sitting back on the couch before creasing his eyebrows together, looking at Mikey in confusion.

“Wait. Didn’t you tell Leo like a week ago that it was 100% okay to ask for tickles? Why aren’t you taking your own advice?” He asked.

“Wha— you heard that?”

“The sewer walls aren’t that thick, Mike.” The elder explained, rolling his eyes fondly at the new silence he was being wonderfully graced with.

“Freaking hypocrite…” The green-eyed teen sighed, shaking his head and wrapping Mikey in a hug, squeezing him gently. “Again, you didn’t need to come up with an excuse for me to tickle you. You can just ask me.” He smiled softly, making Mikey return the smile tenfold.

“Yeah…I know. But playing Twister made it more fun didn’t it?”

“Pff…yeah. Yeah, I guess it did.”

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#Lee!Mikey #Ler!Raph #TMNT 2012 tickle #TMNT 2012 tickle fic #DUDE I LOVE THESE TWO SM #THEY ARE LIKE THE SPRINKLES TO MY ICE CREAM #THE WHIPPED CREAM ON MY PUMPKIN PIE #THE PIZZA TO MY FRENCH FRIES #YKNOW WHAT I MEAN⁉️⁉️⁉️#LIKE THIS DUO IS JUST PURE SEROTONIN #Writing them was lowkey not that bad #It’s just the tickling parts that took a while 💀#But we’re gonna ignore the fact that this was supposed to be posted in October ☺️💗#As you can tell by the title…#I’m also trying to be aesthetic like the cool kids now with the fonts 😎😜😜#Writing Raph was so freakingembarrassingohymgosh #I feel like I made him out of character #So glad this is posted tho #I needed this OUT of my Google doc’s page #Also I’m sobbing—#The HEIGHT difference in the photo ☹️😖😖😖💕💕💕💕#Freaking love them man…#Lee!Raph #Ler!Mikey #Switch!Raph #Switch!Mikey #Also don’t mind me referencing my old TMNT 2012 fic 🤭🤭🤭#Sfw Tickle community #Ik a lot of people think Raph is “mean” to Mikey and blah blah blah #But if Raph comes off as mean here I just wanted to state that I’m not trying to do so

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mythica0 · 1 year

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Right side of the bed

🎂: ROTTMNT

🧁: Donnie

🍫: Mikey , Leo Ft. Raph

Summary: Donnie is in a very good mood and has a minor case of the giggles for some reason . Mikey and Leo decide to figure it out and maybe improve it even more..

A/N: I love the idea of tickling someone because they’re in a good mood almost as much as I love cheer up tickles and that’s saying something.

Right side of the bed

“Good morning, D!” Mikey cheered while making breakfast as Donnie walked in.

“Morning Angelo!” He replies , equally chipper.

‘……wait just a second! Donnie’s never this cheery in the mornings??!’

“Oo! Something smells good! What’s on the menu today?”

Okay, this was really weird. Mikey’s brain stutters for a moment.

“Oh! It’s pancakes! With chocolate chips!” He informs once his mind catches up.

“Fun! I bet they’ll be delicious, like always!” Donnie giggles .

….Donnie giggled. What the hecking heck?

Mikey kinda just stares in shock at Donnie’s smiling face.

Donnie giggles again. “Hello~ is anybody home?” And waves his hand in front of the others eyes.

“Oh, uh, yeah.” Mikey finished making breakfast as Leo and Raph come downstairs.

“I smell chocolate chip pancakes!” Raph calls as he sits down.

“I hope we’re not to choco-late to get some!” Leo cracks a joke with a silly smirk .

Raph groans, Mikey grins, but Donnie giggles.

“Pfft. That was silly.”

Leo gasps(maybe a little dramatic but that’s in character)

“did you just laugh? At one of my jokes? Who are you and what have you done to my brother?”

“Heheh, I’m an eeviilll imposter ~,” Donnie starts with a fake ghost voice , “No but seriously, Nardo, it’s just me.”

“Okay, this is really weird , what is up with you?”

Donnie laughs again. “Guess I woke up on the right side of the bed? I’m just kinda feeling life today Leon, don’t sweat it.”

“Moving on!” Mikey exclaims from the kitchen “Breakfast is ready!”

As the brothers eat, Leo makes more jokes, capitalizing on the fact that his brother was so giggly. He loved making people laugh.

After a joke that landed particularly well, Donnie just full on burst into belly laughter.

“Hahaha! Nardohoho! I’m trying to eat!” He half complains as he clutched his sides and wipes a small tear from his eye.

“Hey! It’s not my fault that I’m so funny.”

“Heh. Dork.”

At that sentiment, Leo does a fake offended gasp, in another form of comedy.

It works. Donnie just laughs harder.

“Oh, you should see your face! Ahahah!”

After breakfast, Leo decides he’s gonna make Donnie laugh in a different way. He tells the others(minus Donnie) and Mirky agrees to help. Raph says he’ll just watch, they don’t want to overwhelm the soft shell.

So, when Donnie comes back(he had been getting a drink) the two of them pounce.

“Whahat are you twoho doihing, huhuh?” Donnie laughs out as he’s tackled by them.

“We’re making you laugh!” Mikey pips up, before lightly poking at Donnie’s sides.

“Pffthehe! Youhou whehere alreheheady Dohinhihng thahat youhou gohoofbahalls!”

Donnie wouldn’t admit it, but it felt kinda nice. It was improving his already happy feelings.

He was glowing with joy, only bright smiles here!

“Yeah, but we wanted to do it better, Mister giggles~.” Leo teases as he joins in the attack.

Donnie didn’t say anything, he was just full of laughter!

“Looks like someone got a one-way ticket to giggle city~” Leo coos.

Donnie didn’t even respond. Normally he wouldve replied with snark or a simple “shut!” But this time, he just basked in the feeling.

“Are you having fun~” Mikey sings

“Mmmahayhahaps!” He quietly says through his laughter.

All three brothers internally ‘awwed’ at that.

Donnie was indeed, having fun. He didn’t even protest because he was already in a good mood before. Now he just felt amazing .

His smile seemed to glow, his eyes were shut tight as giggle after giggle fell out of his mouth.

The others all watched in awe at Donnie’s generally happy juxtaposition.

Leo continued to make jokes while tickling his twin, increasing the amount of laughter pouring from him even more.

It was a great situation! Everyone was having a good time!

When the two attackers stopped, they let Donnie catch his breath and got him a glass of water.

After he recovered, Donnie just smiled and laughed a little at his own thought before reciting it aloud,

“Now I really feel like I woke up on the right side of the bed.”

———THE END————————————————

#parrotwrites #sfw tickling community #rottmnt tickle #lee!donnie #ler!leo #ler!mikey

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jadelovesrise-tmnt · 1 year

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FIRST FANFIC ALERT WOOP WOOP 🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨

This idea was suggested by @sunsetsandsunshine!

Idea based on the episode where Mikey had his first solo mission, but raph was over protective

After raph facing a week straight of guilt, Mikey found a way to cheer him up!

Tw: kinda sad at the start, tickles

Warning for bad and long story, I've never wrote this stuff before💔

Lee: 🐢❤

Ler: 🐢🧡

Others in the story: Donnie, Leo

Enjoy!

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It was a normal day at the turtles Lair, Mikey spray painting the empty walls like a canvas, Leo skateboarding to break a record, Donnie in his lab.

All was normal besides raph.

It had been a week since Mikey's first "solo" mission that raph has messed up.

Mikey seemed to get over it by the time 3 days had passed, but raph? He was drowning in guilt, barely even looking at Mikey anymore.

He sulked inside his room, which he barely even was in most of the time.

Mikey, not sure if he had been the only one to notice raph's sudden mood swap, went to ask the others about it.

He made his way to the skateboard ramp, clearing his throat before speaking.

🐢🧡: "hey Leo? Do ya have a moment to talk?"

Leo slowed to a halt and held the skateboard by his side loosely with one arm.

🐢💙: "wassup 'Angelo? You need somethin?"

🐢🧡: "raph's been cooped up in his room...he never goes in there unless he's asleep or has a headache. Did something happen?

Mikey fiddled with his hands, pacing slowly back and force in worry.

🐢💙: "I knew I wasn't the only one who noticed!"

He tossed the skateboard onto the rack where the other's skateboards lied.

🐢💙: "I think he's still guilty about ruining your solo-mission, Hérmano. Yknow how he is about upsetting people. If I had to guess he's probably regretting ever showing up!"

Mikey's face shifted into a look of dread and regret, slowly turning around.

🐢🧡: "I'm gonna go ask Donnie about it..thanks for the help Leo. "

🐢💙: "make sure you tell raph it's okay, yknow he worries for ya, seeing as your the little brother"

Mikey half-sprinted up to Donnies lab, knocking then entering before getting a reply.

🐢🧡: "Donnie! Are you busy right now?"

Donnie rolled his eyes, wondering why his brother even knocked at all just to burst into the room.

🐢💜: "I suppose not, why, do you need something?"

🐢🧡: "I think I hurt raph's feelings! He isn't leaving his room, and it's all cause I was mad about not having a solo-mission!!"

Donnie turned to face Mikey, using a robot arm to gently pat his shoulder.

🐢💜: "he actually talked to me about it. He mentioned feeling guilty about ruining the big moment for you, asked me how to fix it, etcetera. I think the only way to help is if YOU talk to him about...well, this whole situation. "

He turned back to his work, sparks flying from the circuit board he was tinkering with.

🐢🧡: "alright, I'll go sort this out. Thanks for the advice, Dee!"

He quickly fled the room, Donnie signing lightly.

🐢💜: "Sighh..why does nobody close the door on the way out??"

Mikey reached raphs room, gently knocking on the door.

🐢🧡: "r...raph??? Are you okay?"

There was a soft sniffle behind the door.

🐢🧡: 'Is he....crying?'

Mikey slowly twisted the door knob, speaking in a low gentle tone.

🐢🧡: "raph, I'm coming in..if it's okay. "

Raph sat on the bed, quickly wiping away tears and looking at Mikey with blood shot eyes.

🐢❤: "oh hey Mikey..!! You want something? "

Mikey took one look at raph before running at him and pulling him into a firm hug.

🐢🧡: "raph..im sorry for kinda snapping at you after you entered my solo-mission. I know it's hard being the oldest sibling, and you don't deserve that stress. "

Raph froze up for a second, before gently hugging back and sobbing into Mikey's shoulder.

🐢❤: "b-but...-.. your the youngest!! You shouldn't h-have-..to comfort me..im supposed to be the strong fearless one..!"

🐢🧡: "if you were truly fearless, that wouldn't make you who you are. I like that you care so much, even on days I don't express it as well. You play such an important part in this family. Your allowed to have flaws, that's why your enjoyable to be around!"

Raph softly cried while hugging tighter, not knowing how to respond to Mikey's soft spoken words.

🐢🧡: "I'm sorry for making you feel guilty, and for not addressing it sooner. I promise I would NEVER stay upset with you. You're the best big brother anyone could have! I would rather give up art than lose you!"

Mikey stopped the hug to dry raphs tears, smiling up at him.

🐢❤: "thank you..i promise I won't ever interrupt a solo-mission again."

Raph softly smiled, shut his eyes and hugged him again, this time resting his body completely again mikeys.

🐢🧡: "do you want me to stay to help cheer you up?"

Raph gently mumbled a soft "mhm..." into his shoulder.

After a small amount of time, Mikey gently started rubbing raphs back, gently tracing his palm down the spikes, trying to comfort him from the blue mood he had.

Raph, who had started zoning out, quickly jolted upwards, letting out an uncharacteristic high pitched yelp, unable to move much from the hug he was in.

🐢❤: "EEE--!!"

He quickly covered his mouth, hoping Mikey hadn't heard it.

He did.

🐢🧡: "are you okay raph?? Did I hurt you??"

Raph stuttered on his words, not able to think straight from the sudden but slight lee mood he suddenly fell into.

🐢❤: "uhh-..y-yehehahah!! Rahaphs perfectly f-fihiine!!"

Raph could feel Mikey's suspicious stare, trying to fight any slight giggle in his throat.

🐢🧡: "you were calm until I bumped the spikes, are they injured??"

Mikey slowly and gently traced the spike he hit earlier, causing raph to squeak and burst into higher pitched laughter than usually shown.

🐢❤: "AHH-!! Mihihikeehey!!!! StahaAHAP!! WaitwaitwaitnaahaHHA-!!"

Not wanting to hurt his little brother, he weakly tossed and turned, trying to evade the tickly feeling spreading through his back.

🐢🧡: "omigosh...your ticklish?! How did I not find out before??"

He giggled and started gently poking at his back and the tops of the spikes while raph laughed into Mikey's shoulder.

🐢❤: "NAHAahahao I'm noohohott!!!"

Mikey sped up the poking, raphs giggles going up an octave.

🐢❤: "PFFTT-- Leheheho!! Dahanie!! HEhehehehelp!! MIHIKAAY!!!"

🐢🧡: "quit squirming raph!! Your fiiiine!!"

He pinched the spikes softly, raph practically screeching at each touch, squinting his eyes shut.

🐢❤: "WAHAHAHIIIT!!!! mihikehEHEHEHEYYY!!!! I CAHANT--"

Mikey laughed along with him, using his other hand to slowly sneak it's way to his side.

🐢❤: "MikeheEHEEYYY!! ShtahahAA-snrt--PLEHESEE!!"

He kicked his legs, smiling like a mad man from the feeling until it stopped.

Mikey froze, a grin spreading across his face.

🐢🧡: "raph, you snort when you laugh???"

He felt raphs face heat up from embarrassment.

🐢❤: "N-nohohoo..??-"

Mikey suddenly shoved his hand back to where it was, scribbling all over raphs shell spikes, his free hand jabbing his side lightly.

Raph absolutely shrieked.

🐢❤: "HAHHAHAHH-snrt-MIKEHEHEE! NAHAHAA!!-snrt-STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!"

🐢🧡: "I never get to see you laugh like this!! We should do this more often!"

Mikey quickly leaped up onto raphs shoulders, now using both hands to spider across the spikes.

Raph squirmed back and forth, holding his stomach, cackling and snorting uncontrollably.

🐢❤: "I CAHAHANHT-snrt-MIKEHE-snrt-EEHEHEHAHAHA-snrt-"

🐢🧡: "what happened to not being ticklish huh?"

🐢❤: "IHIHI-hic- LIHIHEHEHEDD--hic- IHIM-snrt- IHIHIM SAHAHARAHAY!!!"

Mikey giggled at the tiny hiccups, ceasing his attack to stand up and gently curl up on raphs lap.

🐢❤: "hhehhehe!!--hic-mihihike--hic-ahahrehe you do-hohonehe??"

🐢❤: "...mihikey???"

Mikey suddenly blew a huge raspberry onto raphs plastron, his hands reaching around to spider at the spikes he hadn't reached earlier.

if raph was screaming earlier, then he was absolutely howling now. He frantically swatted his hands gently, trying to cease the attack, only to fall limp and shake with loud laughter.

🐢❤: "AAAAAA-snrt-MIHIHIHIKE-snrt-STAHAHAHAHA-hic-I CAHAHA-snrt-CAHAHAANT- BREHEHEE-snrt-AAHAHA!!!!!!"

🐢🧡: "I am SO telling the others about this later!!!"

🐢❤: "DOHOHO-snrt" NAHAHAHAAHHT!!! IHILLL-hic- DIHIHIHIEE!!"

Raph cackled,giggled, and shrieked for what felt like hours, until Mikey slowed to a halt and grinned down at his brother.

🐢🧡: "how about we make a deal??"

There was a hint of evil in his expression.

🐢❤: "hheheehee-hic-ohokahahay..whahat is--hic- ihihit??"

Raph slowly opened his pinched shut eyes.

🐢🧡: "if you tell me your worst spot, I will be merciful. Where is it raphieee?"

He made spidery movements with his fingers above raph, causing him to continue giggling at a high pitch.

🐢❤: "ehehe!!-hic- I'm nahahat tehelling!! you'll--hic-juhust go there nehext!!"

🐢🧡: "well yeah obviously!! But I'll stop after!! Do we have a deeaaallll??"

Raph thought for a second before letting out a giggly sigh.

🐢❤: "ohkahahay..-hic- ihiihits....thhe shohoholder spihikehehes..."

Mikey sat up, hovering his hands over the spikes on his shoulder.

Raph quickly hid his face, bursting into giggles.

🐢🧡: "Threeeeee!!!!!"

Mikey paused for what seemed like years between numbers.

🐢🧡: "twooooooooooo!!!"

🐢❤: "juhuhust dohoho ihihahat!!"

He yelled, closing his eyes again.

Raph shaked from the anticipation, softly cackling behind his hands.

Without a "one" from Mikey, he scribbled lightly against raphs shoulder spikes.

🐢❤: "HAHAHHAHAHA-snrt-HEHEHEHEHHE-hic-hic-IHMDYHIHAHANG!!!"

Mikey laughed loudly in shock of the intense reaction.

🐢🧡: "Ohohomigohosh, how did you hide this from us?? This is adorable!!"

Raph couldn't even speak any more, a tear running down his face from his loud uncontrollable laughter.

🐢❤: "HAHAHAHAA-snrt-HHHEHEHE-hic-MMMIHIHI-snrt-KKEHE-!!!!"

Mikey slowed his torture to a halt before wiping the tears from raphs eyes and hugging him like before.

Raph let out soft wheezes and giggles, still shaking from the tingly feeling everywhere.

🐢❤: "Hehehehehe-hic-hhehehahaha-hic-you are sohoho-hic-ihin trouble yohohounhe mahah--hic-hahahan..."

🐢🧡: "your way stronger than me, but you didn't defend yourself at all! In fact, I think you kinda liked it!!

He gently nudged raphs side, causing him to squeak and back away slightly.

🐢🧡: "alright, alright, I'm done for today! Wanna check out the art I made earlier? It should be dry by now!!"

🐢❤: "yeahah-hic-sohounds great!! Lead the way!"

They both headed to where Mikey had been painting.

Little did raph know, the noise from earlier made his situation verrrry clear to both Leo and Donnie.

But that's another story, for another day.

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THROWS THIS CRINGE AT YOU

#rottmnt #rottmnt tickle #lee!raph #ler!mikey #tickler #ticklee #raspberries

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blahhhhhhhohmigosh · 1 month

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ROTTMNT TURTLE SIBLING HEADCANOONS

A/n: HII YALL!! I'm back from the dead (like karai) so I'll prolly die later anyways I'm making a headcanoon chart with the turtles tickling their SIBLING! Or atleast this will be like if the SIBLING is gonna tickle them and if the turtles would tickle the sibling, and basically just an excuse to make headcanoons bout a sibling they found and how would they react if the sibling tickled them or they tickled the sibling (a.k.a you). So basically rottmnt turtles and reader!sibling tickles and headcanons!

Warrnings: just a backstory (it might be kinda sad since it's the sibling getting used to their new life), headcanons and obviously TICKLES!! if that's not your jammy jam go find a more fitting jammy jam that fits you! No worries!

Reader nicknames: Sibling, Y/n, N/n.

Love: Plantonic and sibling love. T-cest and pro-ships out the door now.

Im sorry I got lazy at the end and besides jts like night in my country, soon midnight 😭

ENJOY!!

Backstory:

Well this was new. A month ago you were a simple human, sure you didn't have many friends, ppl found you weird, you didnt have a goal on life and you had some issues. One of them was being lonely.

But atleast then you knew what you were! You knew how to walk without losing balance, you knew how to write even if your hand writing might of not been the best and you basically knew what you were.

But now? You find out your parents were witches, found you in a vent of weird goo coming out of a palace and they decided to keep you using cover up magic to disguise you as a human?

This was. Weird.

You found out later that they told you cause your brothers wanted to meet their "lost found sibling". You felt like one of those "The Neglected child becomes a princess!" Gacha music videos.

Your parents decided for you to live there and use Leo's ōdachi to teleport you back home if you wanted to visit your parents.

You were sad ofcourse. But after a week or two you stopped being anxious. Though you were now a hamato.

You went from walking in the halls of the school with crowded people to walking in abounded empty train rails with your new brothers and April, someone you though as a sister to go and just hang out. You went from being alone and slacking around to huffing when training with real weapons and ninjas! Though this did have some bad sides.

You had now only 3 fingers on each of your hand and you had 2 toes on each of your foot. To add the fact you had now a shell was quite uncomfortable and hard to work with. You coudnt walk properly for a week til you finally got used to it! You coudnt write, play or draw cause of the new 3 fingers, and it was uncomfortable laying down. Besides... YOUR HAIR WAS NOW GONE. though sometimes your parents did give you the potion that could turn you into the human you were before but only if needed.

It took sometime to get along with the turtles, since no one has ever been this friendly, Loud and mischievous. In many ways. Pranks, Jokes, Roasts, but what got you the most was the tickling.

Sure Pranks where fun although you didn't really participate in them since they were quite... well- exploding. Jokes? Leo made that many that if you said one everyone will say "we know" and Leo would just giggle. Roasts? Well too lazy/ tired sometimes to be original. But tickles? Gosh.

Thats where the fun begins.

Ler's:

In the first week you started finally gaining your balance Leo came up behind you and gave you a hug that just squeezed a bit too much to make you giggle. That gave them an idea that you're ticklish. And that's where the turtles started plotting.

Raph:

Raph is the biggest. So it's obvious he will scoop you up and just hug you like a doll while secretly tickling and squeezing your sides while pretending like you're not giggling to death.

And gosh, another reason added that you had sensitive skin in turtle form. This just made the tickles worse. And Raph knew it.

Ya know the "clothes don't make the turtle" episode? Well he'd tickle you like that just to win something. Wether it's a card or a video game.

If you'd be lazy he'd just start poking you till you admit defeat, but he will carry you to the training hall.

If you're getting carries by sitting on his shoulder then he will defenetly hold you down with one arm and just tickle and poke your feet as he speaks to the rest.

He'd scratch his claws and tease you by scratching your tickle spots making you burst into giggles.

If you won't do smth like throw out the trash then he'd tickle you as a "lesson" when inreality he just wanted to be petty and tickle you.

He teases.

Yes he does. You know the baby voice he does sometimes?

YES HE WILL USE IT AGIANST YOU.

"Oh nooo~ did my baby sibling 'forgot' to wash dishes?~ well I gotta teach you a lesson!"

"Aww why didn't you mention that your dead spot is here?~ I could of wrecked you a long time agooo!"

And after he'd be like-

"Yeah that's what you get!" And then he'd chuckle and just help you stand up rubbing your bald head.

Though if the others were ganging up on you and you obviously coudnt fight back he'd step into the game and give a pizza slice of the pizza they all ordered as he'd help you get justice- YOUR BIGGEST OLDEST AND COOLEST BROTHER IS THERE FOR YOU 🏋‍♀️🏋‍♀️🏋‍♀️💪💪💪

He has a nice after care, cuddles and a pizza slice while just talking. He likes hugs. And if he could he'd read you a story but in the end you'd be the one reading since he can't read.

Leo:

Defenetly the one that tickles you THE MOST.

Like he'd come up, annoy you and then start just pocking you, and excuse that as "sibling behavior" (he's totally lying)

He'd jump out of a closet and then start wrecking you into bits, for like, no reason.

Feeling annoyed? Tickles. Feeling bad? Tickles. Feeling lazy? Tickles. Feeling sad? Tickles. Feeling happy? Tickles. HED TICKLE YOU IN WHATEVER MOOD YOU'RE IN.

Since I think he and Donnie are the medics of the group I think he'd "pretend" that he's checking up your body since you were in a disguise for "so long" when in reality he wants to hear your giggles and squeaks.

If you'd stay up late he'd tickle you so you get tired. Put you into bed. Tuck you in. A (PLANTONIC / SIBLING LOVE) kiss on the forehead and go back to do is insomniac things.

Though he probably does know where to stop and when.

Like he'd immidietly know. No matter what!

His teases belong to the mood.

Like if you're sad he will be nice and just complement you. But when he's wrecking you while you're in a "Grumpy mood" and that you need to "cheer up".

Yh.

"Ooooo You like this? You like this?"

"Im not stopping!"

"Why r you giggling?"

"Your laughter sounds like a mouse (he'd say this not to offend you but to embarras you before he'd blow a raspberry)

I think his favorite thing in tickles are blowing raspberries.

Unlike Raph that would scratch you to make out giggles Leo would wreck you while blowing raspberries.

Your laughter would be SOOOO Loud.

Sometimes if you're in your human form and he has a mood to be petty he'd tickle you just cause you aren't bald rn.

He'd use his portal sword to cheat in it to.

Like let's pretend you stole his comic and you are reading it when suddenly you see a portal open up infront of you and start tickling your plastron meanwhile next to you is standing Leo smacking the comic out of your head while you're apologizing in giggles.

Though if you 2 team up I'd be mostly to maybe annoy other or cause the others ganged up on you and now you're taking Mikey while he is taking Donnie and Raph for justice!!

After care would be a pat on the shoulder, some ice water, and a jupiter Jim movie til you recover. (The other turtles and April would defenetly join, and Maybe Casey but I think he'd be confused of the movie)

Donnie:

He's an evil scientist that loves theater and justice. Do I need to explain more?

I think that at first he woudnt tickle you, he'd show his inventions to you, like every. Single. One.

But the thing is he was the first one to know that you're ticklish. How? Well he was the one that made the first health control to check on your turtle body and see if years of disguise affected it.

He'd squeeze you here and there, scratch some places making you laugh or giggle which gave him the idea you're ticklish.

He defenetly dramaticly gasped or sorry- he'd defenetly say that he dranaticly gasped before chuckling and giving a slight tease.

"Oh? I think I touched a nerve- litteraly"

He'd note that down and use it agianst you another time.

YOU ATE HIS LAST SLICE OF PIZZA? Tickle prison it is!

You could be just sitting doing smth and he'd come up to you and it would go like:

"Did you eat MY last slice of pizza?"

"Uh- no....?"

Maybe Donnie isn't good at lying but he knows when someone lies. The second you respond he'd start tickling you.

And like his twin he'd love wrecking you.

His teases would be something like:

"STOP SQUIRMING YOU DUMMY YOU MAY KICK ME!"

"From my last invention I found out you're ticklish! I gotta test that theory out!"

"YOU ATE MY LAST SLICE OF PIZZA. YOU WILL PAAAAAY"

Yh. i said. Crazyyyy

Like his twin he is gonna tickle you under health control but secretly.

He'd pretend he dosent notice it but he'd have a big smirk he's hiding.

If you wear purple sometimes at first he'd mind a bit but with time you would assure him that he's as important as others and he isn't replecable, with time he got used to you wearing purple, but he'd still use that as an excuse to tickle you.

I think his favorite tickling thing is maybe iteams.

I fell like he'd experiment diffrent things to tickle you with and then see which one gives the most laughter and which the least.

if you roast him or insult him (playfully ofcourse) he'd get pouty and frowny and he'd argue with you til he says

"THATS IT!"

Pick you up and start tickling you mercilessly.

I feel like if you 2 teamed up he'd tell you everyone's tickle spots.

Maybe not death spots (unless the others know your death spot) but he'd give you good exempels.

Mikeys knees, Leo's armpits, Raphs spikes...

Yh.

His after care? He'd put a blanket on you and start info dumping and you'd respond with a smile wondering what the heck he is talking about, or maybe you'd join in on the blabbering.

Mikey:

LOVVVES TICKLE HUGS.

He's the most affectionate??? Ofcourse he'd love tickle you AND hug you!

I feel like he'd be your first person to go to when you have a Lee mood.

Like, I feel like he woudnt comment, hug you, and tickle you.

He'd also be rhe most gentle one.

Like he'd tickle you either for justice or to cheer you up!

Or just cause he wanted to hear you giggle.

I bet that since he's now a older brother he gotta take care of you yaknow?

Yea he maybe is the smallest, but hes defenetly the most elastic one.

you 2 would be painting something and then he'd start painting on you shell making you giggle and laugh while he's painting a master piece on your shell.

you defenetly weren't tickled more when He took a sponge and started rubbing it to try and wash away the paint

I feel like he'd give out the sweetest teases ever.

"Your laugh is so cute Y/n!"

"N/n your face is red! Awwww!"

"You squeak like a mouse it's adorable!"

He'd defenetly won't become a tease monster if his doctor delicate touch side came out

He'd later say "Love ya sibling!" (PLANTONIC) Either in a teasing tone or a happy tone.

I think his favorite tickle method would maybe be tickle affection.

Hugs, kisses, nibbles ETC. (PLANTONIC, they are siblings.)

He'd nibble sometimes on your worst spots while hugging you and tickling you at the same time while grinning.

Alright maybe he is small, but if the rest ganged up on her? His doctor delicate touch side is back on.

Like I feel if you 2 would team up He'd tell you the best ways to tickle them. And how to wreck them properly to make them stop tickling you everytime you got your justice.

He's good At aftercare too!

I feel like everytime if yall would tickle each other yall would calm down, hug, and probably talk bout life or just sit in silence while Mikey was talking bout a new cooking book that meat sweats made.

Siblings 😭

Either of them is tickling you? The rest are either joining the tickle fight or just pretending You don't exist as you laugh your shell up.

They WILL gang up on you, no matter what.

You're their little baby sibling! You gotta get tickled a BIT 😒

While training you they'd tickle you or poke you and pretend like that is "preparing for you to focus"

If you'd win a game they would make plans to tickle you. Yea. I feel like they would.

But at the same time I think in the end a turtle pile will relax every one of you as after care while watching jupiter Jim movies.

Lee:

Raph:

Ticklishness? Probably 7/10.

It's hard to get him cause he's such a big boy!!! But there are ways to geth to him...dw...

Worst spots are probably his spikes and/or neck, his melting spots are palms and maybe feet.

He's kinda squirmy so watch out for spikes!

His laugh can be either squeaky and sweet or hysterically and kinda loud. There's no in between.

"N/N. N/N- *cackle* PLEASEEE-"

"Y/n NOT thehehehehreeeee!!! Eeep!"

*girly shriek*

He'd slapp his hand onto the floor if he has enough.

After that older brother needs an nap! Nighty night!

Leo:

Ticklishness?

9/10. This mother truckers ticklish.

A poke can send him into giggles.

His laugh is hysterically and dramatic and I know It I feel it.

Hes tickle spots are his plastron neck and shell (probably) oh and let's not forget armpits! His melt spots are probably feet and knees.

This idiot would say smth about you that you woudnt dare tickle him and 20 seconds later get wrecked by you.

"Y/N- Y/NNNNN NOHOHOHO IHIHIM SOHOHORRRY!!!"

"Nohohohoh!"

Squirmy butt. Be careful he might kick ya-

When you'd stop he'd pretend like nothing happend before getting justice-

Donnie:

Ticklishness? Same as his twin 9/10.

Though he's beter at hiding it even if he's not good of a liar.

He can hold in his laughter very well, well, unless you wreck him.

He'd lose it.

Bad spits are probably sides, armpits and shell' edges but BE CAREFULL WITH THE SHELL. His melting spots are though his neck and his arms.

He'd try to lie but he woudnt he able to.

His laughter is a bit squeaky and he snorts much!

"N/N STHOHO *SNORT* PPP"

"Y/n IHISWEAR- *SNORT*"

He'd curl up into a ball trying to protect himself of his squirming didn't work and he needs to try and protect his "edgy emo" persona.

He'd be embarrased after and just pretend like it didn't happen.

Mikey:

He's either 8/10 or 10/10.

His laughter is giggly squeaky and bubbly.

His worst spots are his shell, knees and feet while his melt spots are his face and probably shoulders.

He isn't afraid of tickles, he'd laugh along with you.

"Y/NNNNN AHHHHHH"

"oKaAhay PEACACAHEEE-"

He shrieks.

I feel like he'd just hug you in the end.

Thats all. Probably will edit this in the morning cause of the ending. I'm sorry this became this short at the end. Nighty night and of you want more just request idm!

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Here’s my first fic for you all! It took me a hot second to write this one because I had to stop from the amount of times I got flustered, but I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

I’m planning on writing headcanons for the boys soon so keep your eyes open for those!

Disclaimers: This is a tickle fic, so if you’re not into that please just scroll :)

Warnings: none, just fluff :)

Word Count: 1,668

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Movie Night

“Donnie get down here! It’s movie night!” Mikey yelled into the sewers.

The scent of popcorn filled the tunnels, making its way up to Donnie’s lab and catching his nose by surprise.

Donnie set his latest project down on his desk and lifted up his goggles.

Man, that popcorn was smelling really good.

“Coming Angelo!” Donnie yelled back, getting up from his chair and grabbing his phone.

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“Which Jupiter Jim are we watching tonight?” Leo sat down on the floor with a massive bowl of popcorn in front of him.

“Well Mikey and I were talking about it earlier, and we decided to watch Lou Jitsu tonight instead.” Raph picked up a movie disk and inserted it into the DVD player.

“Lou Jitsu? I don’t wanna watch Lou Jitsu!” Leo shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

“Well, we can never seem to agree on a Jupiter Jim movie so we thought Lou Jitsu would be best!” Mikey walked in with his own bowl of popcorn and sat a few feet in front of Leo.

Donnie walked in with his face shoved in his phone and sat down next to Leo.

“But we’ve seen the Lou Jitsu movies- Donnie don’t touch my popcorn- like a million times!”

“I’m sorry Leo, but it was our turn to pick the movie tonight! We want to watch Lou Jitsu!” Raph fiddled with the tv remote.

“Plus we always watch the Jupiter Jim movies for movie night, so we wanted to switch it up,” Mikey added and shoved some popcorn into his mouth.

“I don’t really want to watch Lou Jitsu right now either Leon, but you know the rules. It’s their turn to choose tonight’s movie.” Donnie set his phone down and stared blankly up at the tv screen.

Leo rolled his eyes at Donnie and grumpily shoved another fistful of popcorn into his mouth as Raph turned off the lights.

The music from the movie started as Raph sat down next to Mikey, both of them grabbing handfuls of popcorn while their eyes were glued to the screen.

It was the same thing they had all seen too many times, Lou Jitsu yelling about hot soup and beating up bad guys.

Leo couldn’t bear to sit through another minute of this movie that they all knew by heart at this point. He was also out of popcorn already, so distracting himself with popcorn wasn’t an option.

Somebody needed to give him attention, now.

Leo peered over at Donnie, who was mindlessly scrolling through his phone again. He probably got bored of the movie too, but they all knew Mikey would be upset if they didn’t stay for the whole thing.

Leo looked at Mikey, who had chosen to use Raph’s arm as a head rest while they enjoyed the movie.

Leo looked back to Donnie again. Donnie looked lonely.

Leo impulsively rearranged himself so that the back of his head was facing Donnie, and he flopped backwards so that his head fell into Donnie’s lap.

“Nardo-” Donnie whispered, “What’re you doing?”

“I’m bored hermano-” Leo gave Donnie the sweetest face he could muster, “And you looked lonely,”

“Leo get off.” Donnie pushed at Leo’s head with his free hand, only for Leo to fight against him.

“Please let me rest my head on your lap Don-Ton! I won’t ever ask you for anything ever again!” He pleaded, sticking out his lower lip.

Donnie rolled his eyes and gave up wrestling with Leo’s head, instead settling for affectionate head rubs.

He decided it would be better to do what Leo wanted so his twin wouldn’t drive everybody else absolutely crazy.

“We both know that’s a lie, but I’ll allow it this time,” Donnie smirked down at him, secretly loving the affection from Leo. He didn’t mind it every once in a while.

In fact, he always found it somewhat endearing whenever Leo fell asleep on him.

Although he didn’t express his emotions often, the affection he received from his brothers was the one thing he always put up with because it made him feel loved.

Donnie liked that feeling.

“Perfect-” Leo closed his eyes and leaned into Donnie’s touch.

“Just don’t be annoying,” Donnie went back to staring at his phone, remembering to move his hand for Leo every once in a while.

Leo sighed and sunk deeper into comfort as the movie played on. Leo closed his eyes for a few minutes before opening them again.

As comfortable as Leo was, he was still bored.

Leo looked up at Donnie, whose eyes moved rapidly back and forth as he read whatever he was looking at on his phone.

Donnie needed to smile more, he always looked so angry.

“Boop-” Leo reached up and started poking the side of Donnie’s shell.

“Leheo-” Donnie choked down a laugh and grabbed his brother’s hand almost instantly.

“What’s the matter Donnie? Are you ticklish or something?” Leo smirked up at him.

Oh, two could play at this game.

“I know you are-” Donnie raised an eyebrow, setting his phone down.

“I am? Since when?” Leo quipped back, unable to hide the fact that his cheeks were starting to burn pink.

“Oh, Nardo, Nardo, Nardo,” Donnie scoffed, “You just make things so much harder for yourself.” He raised Leo’s arm so it was raised above his head.

Leo couldn’t help the nervous giggles escaping from his lips, Donnie’s smirk not making it any easier to keep his composure.

“Not so cocky now are you Leon?” Donnie scribbled his fingers in Leo’s exposed underarm, making him squeal.

“Dohonnie!”

Mikey and Raph whipped their heads to look behind them, instantly smiling at the adorable scene between the twins.

“What’s so funny Leo?” Raph asked, a massive smirk taking over his face.

“Yeah Leo, aren’t you enjoying the movie?” Mikey added.

“I’m not sure what’s gotten into him guys, he randomly got really giggly all of the sudden-” Donnie’s monotonous tease making Leo’s laughter raise an octave.

“Shuhut it!” Leo squealed, attempting to pull his arm down and protect his side.

“SCOFF- Leo! Don’t be so rude!” Donnie let go of Leo’s wrist, moving to scratch both hands along the sides of Leo’s shell.

Childish giggles erupted from Leo, making all three of his brother’s faces light up. Even Donnie couldn’t resist the smile that took over his face.

“NAHAH DEEHEEHEE!” Leo threw his head back in deep laughter.

“You were the one that wanted attention Nardo, and now you’re getting it!” Donnie chuckled, sometimes Leo’s charm was irresistible.

“DONNIEHEEHEE!” Leo rolled off of his brother’s lap, the residual giggles still spilling out of his mouth as he curled himself up into a ball.

“And I thought Donnie was the sensitive one-” Raph eyed him, chuckling when Donnie’s eyes grew wide.

“Hey!” Donnie’s smile was replaced with an embarrassed pout.

“If I wasn’t worn out, I would tohotally get you back right now-” Leo uncurled himself and laid on his back, pointing a finger at the other middle brother.

“Yeah, yeah,” Raph poked Leo in the middle of his shell, “Calm down, little bro.” Leo giggled and rolled over again before sitting up.

“Uh oh, it looks like Donnie needs a pick-me-up from Dr. Delicate Touch.” Mikey pointed out Donnie’s flustered state.

“No! No I do not!” Donnie yelled, “Don’t you dare come near me!”

“We just want to give you our brotherly love Donnie!” Leo chimed in, his signature smirk painting his face.

“Wahait guys! Aren’t you watching the mohovie?” Donnie backed away from all of his brothers gaining on him.

“Eh,” Mikey shrugged, “I’ve seen it a bunch of times-”

“Yeah, what he said,” Raph cracked his knuckles for dramatic effect.

“There’s no getting out of this is there?” Donnie whimpered, all three of his brothers towering over him.

“Not a chance Don-Ton,” The revenge in Leo’s eyes shone.

“Get him, boys!” Raph shouted.

“Nardo- Mihikey!” Donnie shouted as his brothers tackled him to the floor.

Donnie had started giggling madly before they had even touched him, his rare genuine laughter bouncing off the walls of the sewers.

“D we didn’t even touch you yet!” Mikey giggled, relieving Donnie of the anticipation by digging his fingers into Donnie’s neck.

“I wish this darn battle shell wasn’t in the way,” Leo scratched around the side of his brother’s shell where his real shell met the artificial one, “It hides all of the sensitive spots-”

“NAHARDO!” Donnie cried with laughter, desperately pushing at Leo’s hands in an attempt to escape this torture while also trying to protect his neck from Mikey.

“Alright we all know how Donnie can get so let’s give him a break.” Raph smiled at his younger brothers.

“Aww man, fine-” Leo flipped Donnie’s goggles over his eyes.

“We love you D!” Mikey squeezed Donnie into a hug.

“Yeah, yeah,” Donnie flipped his goggles back up, “Come here you-” Donnie grabbed Mikey and gave him a few ticklish pokes to his neck, earning squeals from the youngest.

“Wahait what part of the movie are we at?” Mikey managed to tear away from Donnie’s grasp.

“We’re already at the end?” Raph turned to the movie.

“I guess we did kind of ruin movie night, sorry guys,” Leo chuckled sheepishly.

“That’s okay, it turned out to be way more fun anyways,” Mikey chirped.

“And embarrassing,” Raph added, giving his brothers a knowing look.

“Huh,” Donnie’s face was suddenly overtaken by his famous grin that meant he had an idea. His brothers turned their heads to look at him.

“Uh, oh,” Raph’s eyes widened, “What have you got planned Donnie?”

“”Uh, oh” is right, dear Raphael,” Donnie made eye contact with his brothers, who all looked confused.

“Is nobody getting what I’m getting at? Nobody? Ugh alright-” Donnie rolled his eyes, “Raph, are you still ticklish?”

Mikey and Leo’s confusion suddenly turned to massive grins as they all turned to the eldest brother.

“Mad dogs! On my signal!” Leo cracked his neck, ready to pounce.

“Uh, oh-”

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