#rise of the tmnt tickle

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Oh my gosh congratulations on the milestone!! 🥳💖 I would love something for ROTTMNT! Maybe lee Mikey and ler Leo or lers Raph, Leo and Donnie. I’d love Dragon Fruit, Oranges & Grapes! Take all the time you need and I hope you’re doing well! 💖

Fruit(s): Dragon Fruit, Oranges, Grapes

AAAAAHG THANK YOU! You're so nice all the time, just make my brain go (>w<)✨! Been a hot second since I've done something for Rise, these boys need some more love from me. (Got carried away but we don't talk about that shhhhhshsh) Again, thank you sosososo much, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Mikey

Lers: Raph, Leo, Donnie

Summary: Mikey tries making a treat for his bros, but things don't go as planned, bumming him out. The boys quickly notice and, after a quick wrestling match and some questions, manage to get their baby bro back into his high spirits.

Warnings: none! This is a fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

“No no nononONONO!”

Feeling his heart sink, Mikey pulled his fruity Danish pastries from the oven. The charred surfaces and burning smell of the treats brought tears to his eyes. Three hours of work down the drain…

The teen had been trying to make desserts for his brothers; they’d been really supportive during his recovery from the Kraang invasion, encouraging him and helping him wrap his arms. Even Donnie had put aside some extra time to shop for arm braces. They deserved it.

His arm had a flare-up during the baking, making him take a break to put a brace on. The timer had gone off without him in the room, his poor confections roasted beyond recognition. He sniffed, dumping the marred fruits of his labor into the trash. Maybe some music and drawing would help…

-

“Okay, family meeting.” Raph sat down with his two of his brothers, Donnie quickly correcting him. “Teeechnically, it's a partial family meeting. If we count the main seven family members and round the percentage, it's only about 42%-” He got a hand clamped over his mouth, the blue-themed turtle interjecting. “HUSH the nerd stuff! We know what we're here for, right?”

Donnie scoffed, but stopped spouting math. All three brothers knew what the problem was. Raph took charge again, attempting some order. “Mikey's been really down all day. Raph's worried about him.”

The purple clad turtle tapped his wristlet, frowning. He had been keeping track of Mikey's expressions from the past few days.“He seemed fine yesterday. Angelo’s face only drops around two today. I hadn't seen him for a few hours, my data’s a bit incomplete. I think he was in the kitchen.”

Leo blinked, seeming shocked. “Wow. Your number craziness finally paid off.” A claw extended from Donnie’s battle shell, whacking the snarky teen upside the head. Raph stepped between them before any more chaos could ensue.

“HEY! Donnie, do ya know what he was doin’ in there?” He huffed before answering, looking down. “I…do not. Dr. Delicate Touch made me promise not to install cameras; even I won't defy him.”

That was fair; none of them wanted to go against Dr. DT… Leo sighed, twirling his mask tails as he spoke. “I've tried asking, but no dice. The dude's clearly not okay, but he won't talk about it. Little hypocrite…” 

The techy teen offered an idea. “We could try to interrogate him.” Leo snorted, snapping out of his little trance. “Interrogate? What is this, one of dad's movies? Besides, it'd probably only make him more upset.”

Raph bit his finger as he thought; one bad habit he'd tried and failed to drop. He got an idea, snapping his fingers and smiling. Bingo. “I got it! Listen up boys, here’s the plan…”

-

Mikey was sitting on his bed, moping and dragging a pencil across some cardboard. He wasn’t making anything; it was just a nice way to destress. Things weren’t working as well as they usually did, though… A knock at his train car door startled him, making the typically upbeat boy flinch and drop the pencil. “C-coming…”

The metal slid open, an obviously forced smile on his face. All three of them wanted to wrap him in a hug, but they had to follow the plan. “Hey guys…what is it?” 

Leo stepped forward, looking his brother over. He took special notice of the arm braces. “Alright hermano, the jig is up. What’s wrong?”

The boy’s fake smile faltered a bit, though he tried to keep the act going. “J-jig? I dunno what you’re talking about, Leo. I’m good!” His artificial confidence got a bit stronger at the end. It was clear he wasn’t telling them without a fight. 

Raph was next to get closer, trying to sneakily box the boy in. This time, however, a small smile was paired with the chasm. 

A small squeak escaped the youngest as he backed up, recognizing the look on his brothers’ faces. They wouldn’t…would they? “C’mon Mike, this can go quickly if ya just hold still.” Oh. They would.

Feeling a slight giddiness rise in his chest, Mikey ran farther into his train car, diving for his escape hatch. Raph stopped him in his tracks, using his mystic tonfā power to catch him in a giant fist. Leo ran over, being careful of his brother’s arms as he tossed him into his hammock.

“GUys- guys wahait! Mikey squirmed and kicked, the hammock swinging as he thrashed. Leo flipped his sword, opening two portals to hold his brother’s arms safely. Didn’t want him getting hurt after all that recovery time.

“Nah, there’s no fun in waitin’. Raph’s out for giggles and the truth.” Wasting no time, Raph started poking at his brother’s armpits. A genuine smile formed on the younger’s face, giggles spilling from his lips. “Rahaphie! Nohohot thihis!” 

“But this is the best! You get to giggle, and we get to hear it.” Leo smirked, not wanting to miss out on the fun. “Big man’s right, Miguel. The truth will set you free~!” He moved his hands to Mikey’s plastron, scratching and scribbling on the area where his stomach would be. “LeheheHEEOOOOO! C-chohOHOME OHOHOhohon!” 

“Just tell the truth, Micheal. You know there’s no simple way out of this predicament.” Donnie took in the sight of them; his co-conspirators smirking, enjoying the sound of their brother’s laughter, and Mikey, laughing and sounding happier than he had all day. He supposed it was worth breaking a few of his rules for the occasion. He pressed a button on his bo, the feather he used against Shredder popping out. 

“D-dehehee? Whahat ahare youHU- NYAAAHAHAHO!” Mikey squealed as he felt the soft fibers of the feather run behind his knees. Curse him for taking off the knee pads… The armpit pokes, the tummy scritches, the feather on his knees; it was all too tickly. It was nice to be able to laugh with his brothers, though he didn’t know how much longer he could take all of them at once.

Raph chuckled, smiling warmly as his brother laughed. Those goofs were gonna be the death of him…but he loved them more than he could ever express. If it takes some playful tickles to get one of his bros to open up, then so be it. “All ya gotta do is fess up, Mikey. What’s been goin’ on today?”

He still didn’t seem like he was giving up, though it was clear he was reaching a breaking point. Donnie, ever the over-achiever, wanted to speed things up. He sent a claw from his battle shell to his brother’s knees, having it squeeze and scribble along the underside. That did him in. 

“K-GAHAHAHA! DOHOHONIEHEHE! *snrk* NAHAHAH!” Raph gave the purple-clad turtle a look, sighing. “The goal is to get the truth, Donnie, not kill him.” Dee just chuckled, continuing the metallic tickles. 

Kicking and thrashing like crazy, the teen finally reached his limit. “OHOHOKAHAHAY! IHI- *snrk* IHI’ll TEHEHELL!” 

And just like that, it all stopped.

Donnie begrudgingly retracted his tools, a small smile still on his face as he watched his little bro giggle. Leo followed suit, though Raph’s hand moved to the underside of the boy’s chin. He gently wiggled his fingers into the soft skin, chuckling as his little bro melted into the touch. His loud and bubbly laughter died down to soft, breathy giggles.

“Spill it, little man~” Raph practically purred as he said it, his tone softening with the next phrase. “We promise not to judge.” 

Mikey whined through his giggles, but didn’t squirm. Leo had long since released his arms; he just hadn’t noticed. “Uh-uhuhum…I wahanted to make youhuhu guhuys some d-dahanishehes for helpihing me throuhugh recovery.” He looked down, still not pulling away from the loving tickles. He’d never say it out loud, but he loved them.

“Ihi uhm… Ihihi kinda buhuhurned them. H-hahad a flare-up whehen they went ihin the ohohoven…” All three brothers’ expressions softened, even Donnie’s. The thought was incredibly sweet, and it wasn’t his fault his arms still hurt sometimes.

“Mikey…listen. We love ya. Even if you weren’t an awesome baker, we’d still take care of ya.” He continued to gently scritch under his chin, though the big guy limited it to one finger. Donnie jumped in, not making eye contact. “It’s not your fault you still get pains. Based on typical recovery times, you’re actually making exponential progress. Occasional aches are to be expected.”

“If you ever need anything, we’re all here for you. I could help with the baking and stuff, if you want.” Leo’s offer made his heart soar, as well as his other brothers’ kind words. Heartfelt moments like those would forever be cherished, especially that one.

He felt a few tears spring to his eyes, arms reaching for his bros’ hands. “Youhu guys are the behehest…” Raph stopped tickling, enveloping them all in a hug. Donnie whined, but he relaxed into the embrace. Mikey sighed, his heart full and the sadness from earlier in the day completely gone. He loved his brothers so freaking much…

[tastybluesprite]

Donnie’s genuine laugh is adorable lmao

[soft--dragon]

Snow Day

Just a small drabble for you guys to snack on before I post the bigger one :D

Word Count: 1,177

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

Casey was practically vibrating with excitement, booted feet doing mini stomps - a stim he’d picked up from Donnie at a young age - as he looked out over the white powered landscape of New York City Park. Mikey, who was stood right beside him snickered at his child-like behavior, giving a friendly grin.

“You’ve really never seen snow before, huh Junior?” 

Casey shook his head rapidly, eyes so wide as if he was trying to memorise every single detail of the park. “There was never white snow in the future, it was like ash, but this… Michelangelo, this is amazing!” 

Mikey’s brow dipped slightly at the mention of the harsh, desolate future Casey had come from, but he gave the boy a gentle nudge to dispel the memory. “Mikey, Casey, call me Mikey,” he reminded lightly.

Whether Casey registered the soft words was up for debate, the boy’s spellbound expression never wavering when Leo seemed to drop out of nowhere to sling an arm around Casey’s shoulders. 

“Not a bad view, aye Casey?” he grinned.

“It’s incredible,” the young warrior murmured, his smile lifting his eyes.

“Well what are you waiting for? Come on!” Leo grabbed his students hand and ran, dragging along Casey who almost fell flat on his face from the sudden force.

“Wait up Leo!” Mikey yelled after his brother, taking off right behind the pair, with the rest of the family in tow. 

Leo didn’t even hesitate before he dove into the snow with a gleeful whoop, dragging Casey into the soft powder and laughing when the boy just about screamed.

“JESUS! It’s cold, Leo!” “Welcome to the ice age, Jones!”

There was an audible scoff from above the two. “Incorrect Leo, the ice age was thousands of years ago when creatures such as mammoths used to roam the earth and- hey!”

A snowball smashed into the back of Donnie’s head from non-other than April who was grinning similar to a Cheshire cat. “Sorry, did I interrupt you?” 

“Yes actually, I was trying to educate Leo on his very historically inaccurate claim- ow!” A second snowball had splattered straight into Donnie’s face, the teen being thrown to the ground with the force of it. “APRIL!”

Raph high fived the girl in passing, moving to Leo and Casey who were still lying in the snow. “Don’t you two go catching a cold alright? We don’t want to get the whole fam sick.” “We’ll be fine, Raph, don’t worry,” Leo smirked up at his older brother, “We’re well protected from the cold.” “Yes, but some of us aren’t that used to winter, remember?” 

“Oh, I know.” Leo’s hand planted itself in Casey’s mop of unruly hair, messing with the black locks and making the kid yelp and squirm in protest. “I’ll keep an eye on the snow baby.”

Casey baulked from under Leo’s fingers. “The- the snow what?” Raph sighed with a small, fond smile. “If he gets sick you’re taking care of him.” “Don’t I always?”

“Fair enough.”

“I’m right here you guys.” “Hush snow baby,” Leo scooped up some snow and shoved it in Casey’s unsuspecting face, trying and failing to hide his grin at the boy’s wild screech of alarm and offence. “The adults are talking.”

The snow removed, Casey tried leaning away only for Leo’s hand to come back and to pinch his cheek. “Augh! Stop! Your hands are freezing!”

“Oh, are they actually?” Leo’s hands were then diving under Casey’s scarf to press them against his neck, and the scream the boy gave was almost ear splitting.

“NO! Off, off, off! Get away from me!” Casey scrambled across the snow to escape, only for Leo to follow with an evil gleam in his eyes. “Guys help!”

Casey, who had fallen victim to Leo’s schemes more than once, knew the outcome of this dilemma, and scrambled off the ground in an instant. He was running laps of the park, laughing over his shoulder at the turtle who was pursuing him with outstretched hands and taunting loudly. 

“Should we stop them before they fall into the lake?” Mikey asked with a laugh.

Raph shrugged, smirking. “Eh, let em tire themselves out, it’ll be easier to get them to sleep later.”

“I concur, I do not want to deal with a hyperactive Leo,” Donnie raised a hand from where he was still lying on the ground from April’s snowball attack.

The green jacketed girl rolled her eyes. “Donnie, get up.”

“Can’t. I’ve been shot.”

A scream echoed through the park, making the group whip around in alarm to where Leo and Casey were tussling on the ground, the blue coded turtle pressing his fingers underneath Casey’s scarf to target his neck. The raven haired teen was screeching at the chill spreading through his skin, bursts of laughter mingling with his yelps as Leo refused to let up. 

“LEHEHO! Stohohopihit!” 

“What? Can’t hear you Snow Baby, sorry, I’ve got ear muffs on.” 

“YOU DON'T!”

“Invisible ear muffs are the modern style Case, I thought you’d know that cause you’re from the future.”

One of Casey’s hands came up to shove at Leo’s face, the other trying to push away the turtle’s fingers assaulting his sensitive skin. “Thahat’s soho duhumb!”

Leo’s mouth dropped open and gasped loudly. “How dare you insult my invisible earmuffs, that is so mean.” 

Casey cracked an eye open to peer up at Leo smugly. “Thought you couldn’t hear me with those ear muffs?” 

Scoffing an incredulous laugh, Leo furrowed his brow playfully. “Alright, wise guy, you asked for this.” Leo lightened his touch enough so that his fingernails were just grazing along Casey’s neck, causing the boy to try and turn into a turtle himself and scrunch his head down, all the while in fits of panicked giggles.

“DahAHAamnit LehehEHEO!” He cried, grappling with the turtle’s arms to dislodge his freezing fingers. “Nohohoho!”

Using the tassels of Casey’s scarf to dust along his cheek just to be annoying, Leo cooed, “I warned you bud; insult the muffs, get the fluff.”

Pressing his cheek into the snow, Casey batted at his mentor with horribly uncoordinated movements. “Yohou suhuck!”

“Ouch, what a burn. Good thing we’re surrounded by so much ice that I can treat it.”

Casey landed a smack on his shoulder, rolling his eyes so hard it was a wonder they didn’t roll right out of his head. “Dork,” he bit out between peals of laughter.

“Oh I’m a dork now am I? Wow, really laying it on thick with the insults today, kiddo,” Leo snorted. The attempts of ‘insulting’ Leo really weren’t really that cutting at all, he was gonna have to teach this kid some curse words to help him along. Raph may kill him for it, but he was the sensei of Jones Junior, not his big brother.  Casey did end up catching a cold from the snow, though Leo held up his promise and was vigilant during the boy’s recovery. This was his kid after all, he was always going to look out for his Snow Baby.

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This fiction is for the amazing @someone1348 , they have hit 400 followers! How fucking awesome is that? I'm writing this to celebrate their marvellous achievement, I'm so proud of them <3! We're all so proud of you, K!

A funny matter.

As you know, this is a special fiction for a wonderful friend of mine. We all love our disaster twins. Leo is making jokes, as per usual. But what's that? Did Donnie really find a joke of Leo's funny?

Ler!Leo and lee!Donnie

Warnings: Some swearing. But that's it!

It was a regular day in the lair, well night. The family was sound-asleep. Even April decided to spend the night in the sewers with them, but she got to sleep in her own room that the turtles made for her. You could hear Raph's snoring, it never failed to make Leo laugh.. that's because Leo was awake. Leo quietly snorted hearing his older brother snore. Everyone was asleep apart from him, so he thought.

Donnie too, was awake. Leo as a red-earred slider turtle, only required 5-6 hours of sleep. For which, he already got that sleep. Donnie was working on his battle shell, to make it as good as possible. As many knew, his shell was quite the vulnerable area for the turtle. So in order to protect himself just a little more, he thought making a few upgrades sounded like a good idea. Donnie was careful. He avoided any mutant birds, since he's prey to them. And he'd never fight without his battle shell.

Leo tip-toed into the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee. It was 4 o'clock.. in the fucking morning. It was a daily routine. He'd get his required sleep, then have a coffee at ungodly hours in the morning. He took a sip of said coffee, before hearing a distressed "fuck's sake!" That was the soft-shell turtle alright. 'What in the pizza supreme hell is he doing up?' Leo thought to himself, before making his way to Donnie's room. Something had to be bothering him.

With being sleep-deprived, Donnie struggled to succeed in inventing new inventions without some sort of fail. He'd make a couple more errors than usual when he didn't get enough sleep. Poor Donnie, he accidentally cut the wrong wire, making him throw a screwdriver across his room. "Oh for fuck's sake!" He cursed. Donnie slammed his elbows into his desk, holding his head into his hand.

"Hey buddy, trouble sleeping?"

"What's with the interrogation, Leo? Everything's fine I said!" Donnie snapped.

"Uh huh, can tell." Leo placed his cup down on Donnie's desk, before sitting on his brother's bed. Leo patted the space beside him, signalling Donnie to sit with him. The older sighed, but got up and sat beside his younger sibling. The older let out a sigh.

"Would you like to talk about it?" Leo offered, but the other shook his head in response. Donnie struggled with his emotions, especially with expressing them or being able to communicate with them. Despite Donnie not being the biggest fan on any physical contact, he rested his head onto his brother's shoulder.

Leo was practically in awe. It wasn't every day you saw Donnie being physically affectionate. It was such the sight. All was silent. Too silent, for Leo's liking. The atmosphere was rather heavy. Leo had to lighten the mood up. But how?

"Hey D. I've done some research on some science jokes–" Leo couldn't even finish his sentence.

" 'Nardo, please don't." Donatello interrupted.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN - THE LEO SMIRK. THE LEONARDO HAMATO SMIRK. The smirk that makes you think, 'oh shit'. The smirk that makes you flush. It's all such a tease. The smirk that makes you realise, he's about to tickle the ever-living-shit out of you.

...

"What do you call an acid with an attitude?"

"... Go ahead, I suppose." Oh dear, how bad was this going to be? He loved his science, but how smart was Leo to be telling a joke about science.

"Amino acid!"

Donnie removed his head from Leo's shoulder as he placed his face into his hands. Donnie thought it was sly, but it wasn't. Everyone knew that it meant Donnie found something funny.

"You're doing it again, hermano~."

"What?"

"When you find something funny."

"... I-I aham not finding anything funny." Well done, D. Super convincing! The almsot-emotionless turtle letting out a snicker? Who, what, when, where, and why? Of course, little did Donnie know, Leo was finding this more amusing than beating his brothers at the lair games.

"Well, maybe I could help with that.." THE TEASE WAS IN HIS VOICE, EVEN DONNIE KNEW HE WOULD HE SCREWED. Donnie looked up, eyes widening when looking up at his brother. Leo was already wiggling his fingers at the soft-shell turtle. With that being said, the soft-shell turtle was gone. He scooted back on his bed. He had nowhere to go. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. The red-earred slider turtle scooted closer to the elder.

As a reflex / defence mechanism, Donnie had his arms across his chest in an 'x' form.

"Oh my beloved hermano, I'm gonna getcha! And quite frankly, there's nothing you can do about it~."

"Leo, I will personally murder you in your fucking sle– EHEHEP!" That was it. Leo targeted Donnie's thighs and knees, hoping it would bring his brother's arms down ( for which it did ). Leo kept squeezing at a rapid pace at Donnie's knees as Donnie kicked his legs and tried pushing Leo's hands away with barely any effort.

"I hahahate yohohou so much!"

"Awh, don't be like that. You know you love it. Tickletickletickletickle!"

Donnie threw his head back and kicked some more before Leo targeted Donnie's stomach. The soft-shell turtle's laughter increased in pitch as his giggles became more frantic.

" 'NARDOHOHO, FUCK OHOHOFF!"

"Well, that's not very nice, mister!" Leo put on a fake scowl before lowering his head down to nibble on Donnie's sensitive stomach.

" 'Om nom nom!"

The noises were so stupid that it made Donnie laugh more. Bloody hell, it tickled so much!

"THIHIHIHIHIS ISN'T AHAHAHA FUNNY MAHAHAHATTER, LEHEHEO!"

"It is not? But you sure are finding something funny. You're laughing your shell off! Is someone's cute, wittle twummy that sensitive? Awh." Leo put on a baby voice, making Donnie's face flush a crimson red.

"Is lwittle Donnie bwushing now?" Leo smirked, now gently tickling under his brother's chin.

"Y-You're thehe wohohorst!" Donnie smiled from ear-to-ear, scrunching his shoulders up and flapping his hands ( happy stims ).

Leo noticed, making him smile softly, too. Looks like his job was done. He made a grumpy Donatello into a happy Donatello. Before finishing his attack on his brother, Leo tickled up and down Donnie's arms ( his melt spot ), skittering his fingers around his wrists up to his muscles.

"Ehe! Yohohohou better sleheheep with one eye ohohohohohohopen, Leo!" Donnie pretended he was mad, but he gave up on squirming. His melt spot made him limp to the attack.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You love me really." And with that, Leo stopped his playful assault. Donnie, the poor turtle, was a flushing mess. The sight it was! How often do you see a ticklish Donatello blushing?

Leo layed down as he signalled his brother over by patting his chest. Donnie complied as he crawled over to Leo as he slowly lowered his head down onto the slider's chest. The red-earred smiled, noticing almost immediately his brother was falling asleep. The tickles really had tired him out. Donnie looked peaceful and at ease instead of being stiff and tense. Not even ten minutes later, the soft-shell was softly snoring. Following that, Leo began to fall asleep, just knowing his Donnie was relaxed.

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Hey guys! Again, this fic was for the spectacular @someone1348 for their amazing achievement of reaching 400 followers! We're all so proud of you, K! <3

I have seen other requests you guys have sent me, I am working on them! Please be patient with me, I've got a lot going on at the moment.

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[fluffy-alien]

The most insane thing ever written!!!

Talking about our favorite turtle, and @tickly-oni finds THE craziest thing. A whole song about tickling the sweet sweet Donatello from Rise.

I just might pass out. This guy is type casted fOR SURE.

[savemeafruitjuice]

OKAY THIS RIGHT HERE! 🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

IF ANYONE IS INTERESTED, IM JUST GONNA FINISH THE SCENE FOR YOU GUYS, PLEASE ENJOY MY ACTUAL BRAINROT!

Lee! Donatello

Ler! Raph, Mikey, Leo

TW! None!

It was a normal day for the turtles, Donnie and Raph playing video games as Mikey watched from the couch, cheering no one on in particular as he stared intently at the screen as his brothers battled. Leo was out doing whatever Leo does in his spare time, probably finding a place to eat for later or something of the sort.

Raphael had won twice in a row so far, and the brainiac was starting to get a little frustrated. They were playing another Lou Jitsu fighting game, and Raph always took the strongest character, the bulky turtle barely giving his brother an opening for attack whenever they played.

The match had just started, and Donnie's health was already half way drained! It was impossible! He had already planned out the best moves for attack, and knew his brother a little too well for his moves to be surprising, so how was he winning? Surely since he knew all of the best combos he would have an assured victory, right?

Wrong.

Not only was he losing, but his older brother had been teasing him about it too, along with Mikey! Things like, "Hey, it's not my fault that you're so caught up in your science that you don't play as well as me!" and "C'mon Dee, don't be such a grump and just admit your losing!" echoed throughout his brain.

He was trying with every fiber of his being to win, he really was! The purple-themed turtle clenched his teeth as he fought for control. How was his brother beating him? Unless...

"Raph, you're totally cheating!" the smug grin on his brother's face never faltered as they mashed their controllers. "Hah! That's not cheating, this is cheating!" Raphael's grin widened as he reached over to Donnie, still focused on the video game.

Donnie realized what was about to happen, panicking slightly. He froze, eyes scrunched shut as he waited for the inevitable. While he wasn't all that comfortable with being touchy-feely, he supposed he could make an exception just this once. Plus, he was getting rather agitated over the game, and laughing a little couldn't hurt.

A smile crept over his features. He couldn't bare to watch as his brothers hand crept closer and closer, inching forward until-

"Eeheek! GyaHA!"

Laughter poured through his lips as his armpit was attacked, wiggling fingers drilling mercilessly beneath his clamped arm. Within seconds, his controller buzzed in his other hand as a pop-up appeared on the screen. Once more, big bold words appeared on both of their sides of the tv, the all too familiar "You Lose" echoing through the lair as the turtle squealed in mirth.

"Y-YohohU WOHOHON! Quihihit ihit alreHEADY!" the controller fell from his hands as he wiggled about, Raphael cheering as Mikey clapped, giggling as his older brother didn't stop tickling the other. The artist crawled over to the two, hitting the ground with an "Oomf!" as he slid off the couch.

Raphael turned fully to Donatello now, his controller tossed to the side while he latched onto his brother's ribcage with his left hand, the right still wiggling under the poor turtle's arm. The genius was full on cackling now, squirming about until eventually he lost his balance.

He toppled backwards, being caught by Mikey. 'When did he get there?' "MIHIHIKEY! HEhelp meheheeee!" his brothers laughed with him, Raph switching from squeezing at his ribs and armpit to wriggling all six digits along his waist. Little relief came from that action though; the purple themed turtle threw his head back and screeched as his little brother snatched up his arms, holding back his biceps with his forearms.

His face flushed a light shade of pink, squirming increasing ten-fold. "Ihihi meheheahant heHELP ME GET AHAWAAHAY! AHAAHNGELOO!" his older brother straddled his calves, now only allowing him to thrash around his torso and as much of his knees as this new position would allow. "Nice gohoing Mihikey!" the other two couldn't help but chuckle along, Donnie desperately reaching for Raph's hands as they moved down ever so slightly, now spidering along his thighs, but given how Mikey held his arms, he couldn't reach his tormentors.

"Awww, Dee! Your smile is so sweet!" Mikey now had begun teasing, each word sending shivers down the other's spine as his tone darkened slightly. "Ihihit's noHOHOHOT! L-EHEHEEE!" Donnie had almost called out for his twin, but quickly decided against it, because let's be real- he wouldn't help in the slightest.

Almost as if reading his thoughts, the portal user rushed into the lair, arms flying over his head. "GUYS, GUYS, GUYS! Oooooh~ watcha doinn'?" his excited smile quickly turned to a mischievous grin as he paused, taking in what was happening.

Don's cheeks were rosy, his eyes squeezed shut as his hips wiggled about, trying to avoid Raphael's fingers as they scuttled along his thighs. Mikey was putting quite a lot of effort into keeping his arms up, and looking from behind them he could see the youngest nuzzling his brother's neck, causing him to shrink away.

Leo giggled. He hadn't seen Donnie genuinely laugh in weeks. The oldest of them was lightheartedly making fun of his brother, noting how he wasn't telling them to stop. Leo swore he could see the pink of his face tinge the back of his neck.

"What did you wanna tell us?" Raph had looked up to Leo from the floor, tilting his head slightly in question. 'Maybe it's not THAT important..'

"Oh, it's nothing. We can deal with it later." his grin turned to a smirk as he crept up behind his brothers. Sensing his brother's presence, and knowing how ruthless he was when tickling, Donatello made a frantic plea for his release. "PLEHEHEASE! Leheo hE-AAAHAHA!"

The younger twin had already made up his mind, squeezing his brother's sides, making him laugh a little louder before going to sit to the left of him. He plopped down on his knees, looking at his brother's face. He didn't seem too frantic, but he did look happy. When Leo had stopped squeezing his sides, his laughter died down to high-pitched giggles, eyes opening to see Leonardo's wiggling fingers making their way to his hips.

A gasp pushed its way out of his mouth, his waist contorting to avoid the offending fingers. Donnie knew he couldn't escape. He knew it was pointless, so in one of the only options of being stubborn he had left, he used his hand to shield his face from them all. Jerking his head to the left, he used his right hand to swat at Mikey's face as it opened him up for more nuzzles on that side, using his other hand to block his own from his other brothers' view.

"Hiding, are we? I think I can fix that~" the blue themed turtle began rapidly squeezing Don's hips, causing a loud squeal to echo through the lair. The younger twin made little noises at the tormented, furthering his descent into madness. "Tktktktktk~ Does that tiiiickle? Is poor wittle DonTon tiiickwish?"

Donatello gave up on hiding his face, arms flailing about as his back arched up, only sending his evil twin's fingers further into his hips. The oldest of them had reached back and started scribbling along his feet, leaving the teen to breathlessly chortle and plead with his brothers.

"LEHEHEOOO! Dohohon't Doho thahaaat! Ihihit TIHIHICKLEEHEES! HAH!" Donnie's head began to go limp, chin pressed into his chest, before shooting back up and cackling once more as Mikey blew a raspberry on the back of his neck. "WAHAHAHIHIHIHIIIIT!" the scientist wailed, his hands flapping furiously.

Leo took note of this, and knowing his twin better than anyone in the room, put an end to his torture. "Awww! Okay guys, he's happy stimming! We should prolly stop before we kill him or something." all of their fingers slowed, Raphael pushing himself off of his legs, Leo switching to gently rubbing his sides, and Mikey releasing his arms, which he now crossed over his chest, hand flapping slowing until he slid to the floor, remaining giggles flowing out every once in a while.

The three looked down at their brother to make sure he was okay before Mikey ran to go get him some water. When he got back, Donnie took a sip, muttering a "thanks" before Raph picked him up from the ground, carrying him bridal style to the couch. He laid down himself, setting Donnie on top of him, Leo and Mikey soon throwing themselves on the pair as well.

The purple-themed turtle sighed, all of them enjoying this rare moment of affection in between their chaotic lives. They didn't have a lot, but one thing was for certain: they'd always have each other.

This turned out to be kind of a monster fic, and honestly, I'm okay with that. I love these guys waaaay too much, so I hope you enjoy!! Remember to drink water and eat, and have a wonderful day or night! 💕💕💕

[leosmasktails]

Hey y’all :)

I have another fic for you! This one got kinda angsty but I still included some sibling fluff in it :)))

(This one got me in my feels because I’m at college and I miss my siblings, aka my best friends-)

Disclaimers: This is a tickle fic so if you don’t like that please just scroll :)

Warnings: Angst and fluff :)))

Word Count: 2,394

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It’s Not Your Fault

“I am so tired-“ Mikey yawned as he relaxed in his bean bag chair.

The battle with the Kraang had been almost a week ago, leaving everybody exhausted, especially Leo.

Seeing as he had faced the leader of the Kraang head on, Donnie had forced Leo to stay in bed for a minimum of three days before he allowed him to go out.

As much as he hated staying in bed for days, his body desperately needed the rest. He was lucky there had been no permanent damage done to his shell.

“Yeah…” Leo yawned as he turned his head to look at Mikey, “I think I’m about to turn in for the night too- Ughh but Donnie told me I had to come see him every night before I go to bed-“ Leo whined, placing his Jupiter Jim comic down.

“He just wants to make sure you’re healing okay, little bro.” Raph didn’t take his eyes off of the Jupiter Jim comic he was currently reading, “You did get a pretty good beating.” Raph’s voice quivered at the end of his sentence.

Mikey and Leo made eye contact with each other, their hearts sinking.

They all knew how much Raph had blamed himself for something that wasn’t his fault in the slightest. In his mind, he wasn’t able to save all of his younger brothers from harm even though it was Leo’s choice to sacrifice himself.

Leo stood up from his bean bag and walked over to Raph, swinging his arms around his oldest brother’s neck.

“It’s not your fault, big bro.” Leo sighed, hugging Raph tighter when he felt him lean into his touch.

“I know, but-“

“Raph-“ Leo cut him off before he could start blaming himself for anything, “It’s not your fault.”

Mikey stood up and took the Jupiter Jim comic out of Raph’s hands before climbing into his lap.

Raph wrapped an arm around Mikey and placed the other on Leo’s arm. If only Donnie was here, then Raph would feel like this hug was fully complete.

He hadn’t seen Donnie in hours now that he thought about it.

“Thank you guys,” Raph sniffled, a silent tear escaping down his face.

“I don’t mean to interrupt anything, but I need to see Leo-“ Donnie appeared from the sewer tunnels, furiously typing on his mystic arm band.

Speak of the devil. Where had he been all day? Or a better question, where had he been for days?

“I guess that’s my cue,” Leo gave Raph one final squeeze and ruffled Mikey’s head, “¡Buenos noches mis hermanos!” Leo made his dramatic exit behind Donnie as they entered the darkness of the tunnel.

“Alright, Nardo,” Donnie kept typing on his arm band when they entered his lab, “I just need to do a basic check-up to make sure you’re in the final stages of the healing process and then you’ll be out of here.”

“Donnie, I’m fine, really-“ Leo argued, “You did a great job fixing me up the first time!”

“I know I did.” Donnie agreed, “But that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t check up on you every couple of hours. This is the last one unless you feel any more pain after today.” He compromised.

“Okay, fine,” Leo shrugged, hopping up onto the makeshift table Donnie had been giving him his check-ups on for the past six days, “I didn’t know you cared about me so much, D.” He smirked.

“I don’t- he said jokingly,“ Donnie spat back, “I’m doing this for Dad, dumb dumb, not you.”

“Mmhmm.” Leo rolled his eyes, “You know you love me, D.”

“Unfortunately you’re right, Leon.” Donnie finally looked up from his arm band and motioned for Leo to sit up while he made the final inspection on his shell.

“Everything looks good to me Leon, so you should be able to go back to being your usual self by next week. Please just promise me you’ll wait to do anything stupid until then.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Leo slumped over again, letting out another yawn.

“You’re free to leave Nardo,” Donnie unwillingly let out a yawn before sitting down at his desk and tinkering with something on his work bench.

It was only until now that Leo realized how tired Donnie looked. His eye bags were worse than they normally were.

“Donnie?”

“What is it Nardo?”

“When was the last time you slept?”

Donnie froze for a couple of seconds before returning to his tinkering again, completely ignoring Leo’s question.

Leo rolled his eyes at Donnie’s lack of response.

Donnie could be so stubborn sometimes, but he knew he couldn’t even talk. He was pretty stubborn too.

That’s why he wasn’t going to leave until he knew Donnie was asleep.

Leo sighed and stared at his twin brother in front of him, his black battle shell still attached to his shoulders.

Leo couldn’t help but wonder if that thing was heavy at all, plus Donnie had probably been wearing it for days.

“Leo, what are you doing?” Donnie momentarily paused his work when he felt Leo messing around with his shell.

“Relax, Don-Ton, I’m just taking off your battle shell. If you’re going to be awake you might as well not have this thing on your back.” Leo stopped and stared at Donnie, who took a deep breath and let out an audible sigh.

“But why-”

“-Donnie, you helped me, so now I’m going to help you.”

“Fine-“, Donnie caved in. He wasn’t working with anything dangerous at the moment so Leo won that argument.

The latches that held the battle shell to his actual shell clicked and Leo pulled it off, carefully placing it on the make-shift table he had previously been sitting on.

It did have some weight to it, but it didn’t seem like it was too heavy.

On the other hand, Leo could see Donnie become more visibly relaxed without it on.

“Soooo, whatcha working on hermano?” Leo walked up next to Donnie, folding his arms over his chest.

“I’m just trying to make upgrades on things, nothing too fancy.” Donnie sounded annoyed but answered anyway.

“Cool, cool…” Leo leaned against the desk, “So if it’s nothing too fancy why is it so important that you haven’t slept in days?”

Donnie stopped his work again and set his tools down, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Hey bro-bro, I’m just saying that because you forced me to stay in bed for three days while you haven’t gotten sleep in a week.” Leo threw his hands up in defense, “Sounds a bit hypocritical to me-“

“-Nardo!” Donnie lightly banged the desk with his fists and glared at his twin brother.

Leo wasn’t phased by this reaction, but he didn’t necessarily like when Donnie was acting out this way.

It was common for him to get really short tempered with people when he was tired, and he was usually only like this after a traumatic event.

Leo knew this was about the Kraang.

“Listen to me Donnie,” Leo stood up straight and softened his tone, “We defeated the Kraang, it’s over. Please just get some rest-“

“-But I didn’t protect you from getting hurt.” Donnie cut him off with a quiet, yet forceful, tone.

“Don-“

“-Having to sit there unable to do anything while knowing you were up there all by yourself was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to experience. I felt so useless just standing there in shock when I could’ve sent my tech after you or-or I could’ve created better tech that would have prevented the whole situation in the first place. I should’ve known one of us was going to have to do something dangerous and risky, but I let my feelings get in the way of creating something to prevent that. I didn’t even want to think about one of you guys getting hurt, which was stupid considering we had to use the Donnie Pods for the first time.” Donnie sniffled while Leo’s eyes widened.

“I could have done so many things, and yet, I did nothing. I’m supposed to be the smart one, and if I can’t create things to protect my family, why am I even here?” Donnie’s eyes filled up with tears when he looked at Leo.

Leo was speechless.

Leo knew Donnie had the tendency to overthink about his usefulness towards the team, especially after big battles, but this was the first time Donnie had opened up to him about it.

Donnie hung his head in silence while Leo tried to process the floodgates Donnie had just opened on him.

“D-Donnie-“ Leo stumbled over his brother’s name, “It’s not your fault.” He settled on repeating exactly what he had told Raph not even thirty minutes ago.

Donnie knew it was true, but his brain didn’t want to believe it.

It broke Leo’s heart to see his brothers blaming themselves for what had happened.

“I’m the one who decided to do what I did, and if you’re going to blame anyone for what happened, blame me. You’re not responsible for my actions.” Leo placed his hand on Donnie’s shoulder, “There is no possible way you could have predicted what happened. We barely had any time to regroup as it was, so why are you beating yourself up so much?”

Donnie let those last eight words resonate with him.

Why was he beating himself up?

How could he, the genius, completely overlook the small detail of simply having a lack of time? There were still several things he could’ve done better though.

“I mean, what would we do without you Donnie?” Leo asked him, trying to sound more light-hearted.

“Well-“

“Nope! I don’t wanna hear you being an edge-lord anymore!”

“Edge-lord?”

Leo turned Donnie’s chair to face him and placed both of his hands on Donnie’s shoulders.

“Without you, Donatello, we wouldn’t have the turtle tank, our phones, our security system, or our panic buttons, to name a few. Heck, we wouldn’t even be alive! You saved us with your Donnie Pods!” Leo poked him in the chest, making a small giggle leave Donnie’s lips.

“Leheo-“ Donnie stifled the noise as soon as he saw Leo’s massive grin.

“Do you want me to give you what you want? Fine-“ Leo continued poking Donnie’s shell, earning embarrassed giggles from his twin, “You are really dumb because- uh- because you wear the color purple!” Leo spat out the stupidest “insult” he could come up with.

“Whahat?” Donnie kept flinching from his brother’s random pokes, slightly sliding down into his chair.

“You heard me! How could someone with a genius level IQ choose to wear purple over a color like blue?” Leo switched from poking to lightly scratching Donnie’s shell.

“LEHEO!” Donnie couldn’t stop squirming, “That was soHO DUHUHUMB!”

“That was the point Don-Ton,” Leo rolled his eyes with a smile as he stood up straight to give Donnie a break.

Donnie let out his residual giggles before he let out another yawn.

“Looks like someone is tired,” Leo teased, earning another frown from Donnie.

“Oh- don’t give me that!” Leo flipped Donnie’s goggles over his eyes, “Come on bro, will you please just try to get some sleep? For me?”

Donnie sighed in defeat and flipped his goggles back up, nodding as he stood up from his chair.

“Wait- really?”

“Well clearly you’re not going to stop bugging me until I do, so yes. Just this once.” Donnie motioned for Leo to lead the way.

Leo grabbed Donnie by the arm and dragged him into the sewer tunnels, leading him to his bedroom.

“Thanks, Leo,” Donnie’s quiet voice echoed off of the walls in the tunnels.

“No problema hermano,” Leo continued to lead Donnie to his former room that Donnie had won from him during their last ‘Lair Games’.

Leo pulled back Donnie’s curtain and ushered him into the room.

“No funny business from you mister,” Leo pulled back the curtain again before pointing a finger at Donnie, “If I catch you working in the middle of the night again there will be a punishment.”

“Riiight-“ Donnie chuckled in amusement.

“Good, good, glad we had this discussion,” Leo nodded, “Good night Donnie,” Leo saluted him and exited his room.

Leo always knew how to get Donnie out of his mood, but he was nervous his brain wouldn’t let him sleep again.

He didn’t want to be alone.

“Hey, Leo?” Donnie called out, hearing Leo’s footsteps get louder.

“Yes, D?” Leo pulled the curtain back once again.

“Um- this is so embarrassing-“ Donnie felt childish even asking this question.

“Do you want me to stay with you?” Leo finished for him, an understanding smile taking over his face.

“Yes,” Donnie mumbled quietly.

“Okay, let me go get my stuff and I’ll be right back,” Leo disappeared again before he came back a couple of moments later in his pajamas, an extra pillow and his sleeping mask in his hands.

“Catch-“ Leo threw his pillow at Donnie, who unexpectedly got hit in the face.

“Why do I even ask you to hang out with me?” Donnie couldn’t help but smile as he grabbed the pillow and placed it next to his own on the bed, remembering back to all of the times he and Leo would have sleep-overs to comfort one another after a nightmare.

“Because I’m the best, what can I say?” Leo grinned, standing on the bed before flopping over onto his pillow with his hands behind his head.

Donnie rolled his eyes again before letting a soft smile take over his face.

Donnie took off the rest of his gear, laying down on his own pillow and letting out a deep sigh.

“Leo, do you really think I look stupid in purple?” The twins sat in a comfortable silence until Donnie broke it, his brain taking over his feelings again.

“Of course not Donnie-“ Leo chuckled, “I was just showing you what you sound like when you hate on yourself. Purple is definitely your color bro.”

“Thanks, Nardo.”

“Blue is better though-“

“Hey-“ Donnie playfully pushed Leo’s face, who giggled and continued staring up at the ceiling before letting out a yawn.

Donnie did the same.

“Love you Donnie,” Leo turned to face his brother, shutting his eyes.

“Right back at you, Nardo,” Donnie smiled, shutting his eyes as well.

Yeah, everything was going to be just fine.

[tickly-stuff]

I’m really bored so I made a fic!!

DISCLAIMER‼️‼️: really short T-T

Stay still!

Summary: Donnie just finished creating something, but it needed a test drive. Who else but a little brother?

Donnie had felt motivated. There were so many ideas rushing through his head about what he was going to make, until he finally got it.

A suit that could possibly be armed with artillery weaponry. It was perfect.

You see, stuff like this didn’t happen often, so Donnie was trying to use all the motivation he had today. And it was finished.

The precise fabric sewed together by a very strong thread, all it needed was a test drive.

Donnie pondered who to choose. And his eyes lit up.

“Angelo!!” Donnie called from across the hall.

The orange turtle’s head immediately poked trough the purple turtle’s lab with a big smile on his face.

“What’s up Dee! You called, and I came.” Mikey said striking a pose. Donnie couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

“I made this prototype and I need you to try it on.” The purple ninja explained, holding up the suit.

“Ooo yeah! That looks sweet!” Mikey said snatching it out of Donnie’s hand and proceeding to put it on like a jacket.

“Hey careful! First, we have to measure it to see if it fits you.” Donnie stated as a singular mechanical arm pulled out a measuring tape.

Mikey had put his arms up in the T shaped form they were supposed to be in, and Donnie got to work.

He started at the bottem and made his way up to the top. Eventually he got to Mikey’s underarms.

He was poking and prodding, not purposely of course. But man did it tickle.

Mikey squirmed and wiggled in between stifled giggles.

“Mikey. I need you to stay still.” Donnie said looking sternly at his little brother with narrowed eyes.

“I know I know! Sorry Donnie!” Mikey said with a little bit of laughter in his voice.

“Donnie went back to his job, making sure the tape measure was properly aligned with his arms from the bottom.

Mikey could help but laugh to himself and move in place. It tickled!!! What was he supposed to do?

“Angelo.” Donnie said with his arms crossed.

“Okay Okay it won’t happen again!” Mikey reassured, trying to look as serious as possible.

And once again, Donnie went back to work. And once again Mikey moved.

“Alright Donnie it tickles! I’m sorry!” Mikey shouted, laughter finally pouring out of him.

“Oh. Why didn’t you say so! We were done hours ago!” Donnie said with a poke to Mikey’s side.

“Whahat!?” Mikey asked.

“Yep! I just thought you were really excited about it so I kept going! And it works! Thanks Mikey.” Donnie said with a pat to his little brothers head.

“Anytime Dee!” Mikey said, running out of the lab.

P.S. he let Mikey keep the suit.

[turtletimewriting]

OH MY GOD Could you imagine if there was like a tickle scene in Space Heroes and Leo had to have all that grief and emotion that we all do at a tickle scene.

It is the most embarrassing thing in the universe and Leo cannot stand to watch that entire episode. It makes him feel weird and on the spot and no.

........but also he can’t stop thinking about it and kinda wants to watch it over and over and over again but the tv is in a shared living room space. He longs to see more like that from the show but also knows that he’ll actually combust if that’s a thing. He now googles if there’s any other tickle scenes like that in space heroes so he can mentally prepare and seem normal to his brothers.

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

The Winner and the Loser

A/n: I.Have.Finally.A.IDEA! IT TOOK ME DAYS but not beacuse of mine braincells not thinking about any ideas but mine phone got destroyed and I have mine moms old phone now and GLITCHES but anyways ENJOY!!

Summary: Leo and Donnie plays a game on their phones but then Leo realised that he was losing just because he needed to work in his lab... lets say Donnie became the Winner...

People in this: Lee Lee-on Ler Donnie

Love: Brothely in other words plantonic so NO SHIPPING

Warings: FLUFF just Fluff

It was midnight in New York. Mikey and Raph were sleeping meanwhile the twins played a mobile game. Leo whanted to spend some time with the purple turtle but D whanted to jobb at his lab for some upgrades into the escaping pods so I wont happend like last time ( if u wached the movie you may know why)

Leo won every time meanwhile he wondered why ? Donnie is more comentive of these things and he didnt care? He though too himself for a moment then he realised that he whanted to work. Leo was kinda sad and gulity that he keep his brother from work but he knew HE NEEDED A BREAK so he started to say...

💙:D? Dooo you keep losing just to go to you're room?

Leo asked. Donnie looked at him with sweat.

💜: WHATTTT???? noooOooo.... maybe? I mean defenetly!no- I lovE spending time with you brother-

Donnie lied and looked at him.

💙:OH Really??? The u wont minding me doing this!

Leo took Donnies googles and quickly got up to make his escape. Donnie got up and said annoyed.

💜:Leo~ give. It. Back.

💙: Hah nope

Leo screamed before running thro the hallway. Donnie started goong after him.Leo stod behind the kitchen table and Donnie walked around the tabel to get him but Leo folowed him.

💜:NOT funny Nardo.

💙:Agreed that what you did was sooo meanie and grumpy of you Donnie!

💜:Wh- and what was that huh?!

💙:Hmmm idk maybe.... that you lost SPECIALY just to get back too you're dumb lab.

💜:AND YOU'RE A DUMB DUMB YOU DUMB DUMB!!!!

Screamed Donnie that jumped on the table meanwhile pointing at Leo. Leo took it as a sign to run cuz Donnie had higher ground now. But Donnie jumped on him falling on the ground with his brother. Donnie snached his phone out of his brothers hands that was laying on his shell on the floor(in other words he was laying on his back). Leo sighed.

💙:FINNNE! Go to you're stupid Lab! Work on something thats perfectly fine...

Said Leo in a disapointet voice. Donnie smirked and chukled he knew his brother whanted some quality time. Its good their brothers has sound proof walls cuz this is gonna be a LOUD night.

💜:awww u whant affection? Well u wont minding me doing this~

He poked his plastron making the blue turtle squeak. He didnt expect that.

💙:Whhwhwat thehe- dhhEE-

Squeaked Leo with giggles meanwhile Donnie squeased his thights. He was laughing with closed eyes meanwhile looking at his brother who was smirking. Leo cousnt tell if he was smirking or grinning.

💜:Wut dhidnt you asked for this? You clearly did so shush!

Donnie insistead meanwhile Leo laughed his heart out. Finally Leo coudnt breathe anymore soo Donnie stoped but Leo fell asleep. Donnie took him to his bed and late next to him falling asleep.

[norhoog86]

caseys first sunset , eventually got interupted by Lee!casey and Ler!leo

it was inspired by @tanichan2005 and her casey redesign

[gaybananabread]

@pocky-dragon Hello there! First of all I really enjoy your fics and headcannons and I was wondering if you have any headcannons/thoughts on Casey from rottmnt?

(I'm dumb and deleted the ask again-)

🏒Casey Jr Tkl Headcanons💚

~AN: Eergejehhesh my BOOOOOY! Pocky you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do something for this mans- Now that events are done, hopefully I can get back up and running! Thank you for requesting!~

Gen:

Things weren't totally serious, totally crazy all the time in his timeline

Before Raph and Donnie…moved on, everyone was fairly optimistic. I mean, sure, it was the apocalypse, but they had hope.

When Casey was little, all four brothers would take turns playing with him. While each one had very different interactions, they all universally loved doing one thing: tickling him.

After all the sadness, Big Leo still tried to keep things uplifting for the boy.

He rarely full-on tickled him, but a few light pokes or squeezes here and there were the perfect thing to put a smile on the teen’s face.

Big Mikey would abuse his powers and sneak up behind Casey, squeezing his sides or teasing his neck.

Occasionally, when the boy was really down in the dumps, holding his arms while Big Leo cheered him up with some tickles.

Lee:

Let's all be honest here: he's a lee. No matter how hard he tries, he always ends up getting his ass handed to him.

Not that he doesn't adore it, of course.

He sees it as a fun way to bond with his new family, even if they do tease the shell out of him.

Worst spots are his hips, belly button and armpits. He likes all of them, though his melt spot is his palms; the best snorty-giggles stem from there.

Bushiest boi, will turn red as fresh cherries if you tease him right~

While he loves tickles from the whole Hamato fam, his favorite lers would have to be Raph and Leo.

He never really got to know Big Raph, but young him is a giant, compassionate teddy bear. A teddy bear that also happens to have a night job as a professional tickle monster!

As for Leo, he'd always felt close to the blue-themed turtle. Besides the obvious connections to his Leo, the guy’s just fun to be around.

The jokes get him giggling, and he feels safe around Leo.

Reigning loser of every tickle fight ever.

He's won maybe twice. Once against a very sleepy Leo, and again with a partner.

Self-conscious about his laugh, but the fam works daily to try and help him jump that hurdle! -♡

Little pill bug: his first response to anything tickly, from pokes to full-on tickled, is curling up into a tiny ball.

Adorable to watch, and even cuter to hear his little squeal when you get to his spots anyway!

Ler:

Rarely happens, but he's still not bad!

Really giggly ler, likes to laugh with his lee.

Definitely gets flustered when someone asks to be tickled by him.

Again, rare, but it does occasionally happen.

He's afraid of hurting them, so only the gentlest of tickles and little scritches unless/until they ask for more.

When he does tickle someone, it's usually Leo, Mikey or April.

Leo is a sorta-undercover angst lord, and Casey likes to hear him laugh when he's bummed or overthinking things.

Mikey is just playful. He'll annoy Casey, mostly on purpose, and get what's coming to him. Other times, he'll be attempting to help the artsy turtle with his makeup and tickle him with the brushes. Intentional or not, I'll let you decide…

With April, it's almost always circumstantial. Dragged into a random tickle fight, Raph asking for backup, Donnie needing someone to do his dirty work.

April tickles him more than he ever gets her. Very few times does it happen, but he's capable of giving revenge tickles.

Doesn't usually tease, but he will compliment his lee's laugh and/or reactions.

“I love your laugh, it's so happy!” “Hey, don't be ashamed of the blush. Red's a good color on you!” “Was that a snort? No, don't hide it, that's adorable!”

It took a while to get to that point, but with self confidence and a whole family of support, he can finally start putting himself out there. Even if it is with something as goofy as tickling.

[tastybluesprite]

@tickleebug @alfi-always-writes @someone1348 @veryblushyswitch @leosmasktails guys it’s literally them

[jadelovesrise-tmnt]

Greetings, internet !!

My online name will be jade, since I don't want my irl friends to find my account .

I may or may not write story about ROTTMNT, if I do, I will consider taking commissions !!

I have not written in a while so please give NICE advice .

I use he/him and some neos !!

Here are rules for following/interacting with my account !!

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No shipping the brothers, no pro shippers, no t-cest, no racism sexism or abelism, and just please be nice .

Commissions I'll do;

Fluff, very light angst, tickles

Commissions I wont do;

Heavy angst, shipping, self inserts/OCS

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I just made this account today so I'll mostly be following people I read from for a few days before writing !!

Good day !!

[vxlepop]

A ticklish sleepover.

This is my first fiction story, I hope it's alright! The fic contains ler!April and lee!Donnie ( Rottmnt ). I write this as a platonic thing.

Warnings: None! It has a little swearing. But it's all fluff (: .

Donatello crept through the alleyway late at night, avoiding any chance of bumping into a human who wasn't April. He made sure to remain out of sight. Him and April had been planning this sleepover for a good while. Their friendship surely was awesome.

- 💚: Dee, hurry up!

- 💜: Calm down, kiddo. I'm almost at your apartment. [ Read 19:30 ].

Not even five minutes later, O'Neil heard a tap outside of her window. Jesus, that was fast. Talk about ninja skills. April proceeded to open her curtain to see the soft-shell turtle, wearing his purple hoodie, hanging upside down. Donnie never failed to make her giggle. April opened the window, allowing Donnie to hop on inside. But before that, Donnie had fallen. He fell straight onto his ass, making April hysterical.

"That was surprising quick!" April exclaimed.

"Oh please, just because I'm a turtle doesn't mean I'm slow." Donatello scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"I can tell. Good thing I have a list of everything we can do tonight! From watching movies, playing games, to prank-calling people!" April mentioned with such excitement. She signalled Donnie to follow her into her room. Donnie followed, of course. April's room gave off a nice cosy and comforting vibe. Her room was quite nice. Everything was organised.

"Nice room." The taller complimented. "And no, that wasn't sarcasm."

"Awh, thanks, Dee! Anyway, hope you like scary movies." April smirked.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You should know me by now - horror movies are the best!" Donnie gave a small smile. "I simply do hope you aren't calling me a scaredy cat.. well, turtle."

April had a huge Leo grin on her face, from one ear to the other. A LEO GRIN. She was challenging Donnie now. She walked up closer to him, having to look up due to his height. "Oh, but what if I am calling you one?" 'Feisty', Donnie thought to himself.

Donnie almost laughed. Almost. He looked down at her, giving off a scientist's smirk back. "Hah! It's on."

As April went to decide what movie to put on, Donatello was in the kitchen, grabbing snacks and drinks. He grabbed popcorn, sour sweets, and some cans of Cola. He placed them at one end of April's bed. April found a film to put on, "Pray for the devil".

Both of them sat down on April's bed as the movie began to play. It somewhat reminded them of "The Conjuring," only a little, though. As time went on, none of them got scared. Well.. that was until a jumpscare. The jumpscare was about the demonic figure appearing out of absolute nowhere. It's not the most attractive looking thing, that's for sure. Surprisingly, it made Donnie out of all people jump.

"FU– oh for the love of Newton's first law!" He whined in slight embarrassment. Oh, this was absolutely priceless. April saw and heard everything. Donnie? Donnie with facial expressions? There ain't no way! This night was just getting better and better. Yes, the soft-shell turtle was a little dramatic, but wow.

"Awh, Dee~! What's wrong?"

"Shut up."

"Gosh, if you're scared of that monster, then you should definitely be scared of this one.."

Donnie GLARED at April. Oh dear, he was screwed. He knew that for himself, and April, who was about to tickle the life out of the soft-shell turtle, definitely knew it herself.

'Nope!' Donnie thought to himself as he jumped off the bed, sprinting off. April laughed, immediately chasing him. "DONALD, YOU GET BACK HERE!" She yelled.

"I will. Just when ribosomes become non-important cell organelles."

April rolled her eyes. That turtle did love his science.

"That's not gonna happen, D. But what is gonna happen is–.." April pounced onto Donnie, straddling his hips. Oh, he was done for. April gave Donnie the chance for him to push her away, meaning he didn't want to be tickled. If he doesn't push anyone away, it meant that Donnie was alright with it. And today was April's lucky day. Yeah, sure, he did squirm, but he didn't push April away.

"The tickle monster is gonna feed off your laughter!" And without wasting a single second, she dug her fingers into his sides, getting a squeal out of Donnie. Donnie smacked his hands over his mouth, doing his best to prevent his laughter coming out. He giddily kicked his legs as he thrashed around. Donatello always had a bad habit of trying to prevent his laughter, just to keep up with his 'bad boy image'.

"Leo was right. You're not ticklish.. you've broken the ticklish scale!" God dammit. Leo, the little shit. Of course, his snarky twin had something to share.

"Shuhut up."

'How dare he? Who is my friend to tell me to be quiet?' O'Neil thought to herself, immediately digging her wiggling fingers under Donatello's arms. With great speed and force, the turtle's arms shot down quicker than you can yell, "cowabunga!" Despite his efforts to protect himself, his smile was now on display to April. His smile, his laugh.. rare, but amazing! It was nice seeing the soft-shell smiling for once. Not only April, but his brothers and Splinter loved to see him smile.

"Peekaboo! Someone's awfully sensitive under his arms."

"YOHOU HAHAHAVE NO ROHOOM TO SPEAK!" Donnie squealed. He looked so happy, April awed at the sight of him. He definitely needed this.

"Perhaps, but look at you! I think someone might be enjoying this."

"AM NOT! HOHOW DARE THEHEHEE MAKE SUCH A-ASSUMPTIONS?" In full honesty, he didn't mind being tickled. But with him being a soft-shelled turtle and sensitive skin, he wasn't always okay with physical contact.

"Oh, I dare quite easily! But tell that to thay small blush on your face!" April smirked.

"OHOHO, FUCK OHOHOFF!"

"Excuse me?" April promised she'd never do this often, for which it was rare, but she dragged a single finger down the sides of his soft-shell, getting a snort in response.

"OH NOHOHOHOHOHO!! I'M SORRY, DOHOHON'T!" Yep. Ladies and gentlemen, that was D's worst spot.

"I promise I'll stop when you want me to, okay?" April smiled softly. She'd never overstep his boundaries. Donnie nodded as April began to gently trace all over the sides of his shell, making twist, buck, kick, squirm.. you get the idea. It was that bad, tears threatened to fall due to him laughing his ass off.

"THAHAHAHAT'S SOHO BAHAHAD! I CAHAHAHAN'T, PLEAHEHESE STOP!"

That was Donnie's breaking point, and April knew it. She immediately stopped, getting off the turtle, and sat down beside him. She did question if she took it too far. It was VERY rare for April to tickle his death spot on his shell. She had always been cautious.

"Are you okay, D? Was that too much?"

Out of breath, the turtle replied, "I-I'm good. You didn't take it too far at all. Thank you for respecting my boundaries." April gently patted Donatello's head in response. They remained on the floor until Donatello had fully recovered from the playful tickle attack. His body felt at ease, and he felt relaxed.

"You wanna order some pizza?" April smiled.

"You bet! Just please.. not hawaiian."

April laughed out loud. Her friend really did hate that stuff. For the rest of the night, they ate pizza, watched movies that aren't in the horror genre, prank-called every big business they knew! It was such the night to remember! Donnie was smiling from ear to ear. This truly was a night to remember. As some may can call it, a ticklish sleepover.

AAAHHHH, HI! THIS WAS MY FIRST EVER FANFIC I HAVE WRITTEN AND *POSTED*. APOLOGIES AS FOR IT WON'T BE THE GREATEST EVER, BUT I HOPE IT WAS OKAY! (　＾ω＾).

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