#Lee!Donnie

[sparethespark]

My TMNT 2003 Tickle HC !!

Uhmmm first post I’m kinda nervous ngl (👉👈) but yehehe

Leonardo

Lee

• I like hc’ing strong serious people as super ticklish, so Leo is EXTRAORDINARILY ticklish.

• He would probably be tickled quite a lot by his brothers whenever he’s being too serious or angsty.

• His brothers also like tickling him because it gives them a sence of superiority and leadership over him + seeing their serious older brother becoming nothing more than a ball of laughter makes them happy.

• His sides.

• if you squeeze his sides he will SCREAM.

• Even just using one finger to lightly scrape down his sides will cause him to go crazy.

• Something that he refuses to admit (even if he’s being tickled to death) is that he genuinely doesn’t mind being tickled.

• If anything, he likes it.

• It makes him feel like he can finally be less serious and seeing his ler laugh along with him makes him feel warm.

• Little does he know, his brothers all kinda figured that out.

• I mean, he could whoop his ler’s shell easily if he wanted to, but he just doesn’t.

Ler

• He does not tickle people often…

• …which makes it worse when he does since its so unexpected.

• He can trap anyone , anyone , under his grasp and tickle them senseless.

• He teases people about their confidence, like; “Where did all your confidence go?” “I remember you said “(thing that made him tickle you)”, wanna say that again?” Ect…

• He only tickles people for playful revenge and doesn’t stop until he’s satisfied and/or gets a proper apology from his lee.

Raphael

Lee

• Now, he hates being tickled.

• That doesn’t mean he’s not ticklish.

• Since he hates being tickled, he will murder anyone who even attempts to tickle him.

• His stomach is SOOOO TICKLISH!!

• There are some instances where he can’t get out.

• And that is when Leo is the ler.

• He’s going to crumble down to nothing when Leo tickles him.

• Since he’s made it clear he doesn’t like to be tickled, Leo doesn’t really tickle him that often.

• Unless theyre in an argument or a (/j) physical fight.

Ler

• Him as a ler is a completely different story.

• He is a rough ler.

• He will pin his lee down and hold them down whilst he tickles them.

• He also likes to hold his lee’s arm to the side and use his free arm to tickle their side (bonus points if his lee can’t use their free arm to protect their side)

• He tickles people to either annoy them, or make Mikey his lee shut up.

• I’d say he’s the one tickling people the most.

• Probably because Mikey wont stop pissing him off.

• He will tease his lee by making them feel more vounrable, like; “C’mon, its only a bit of tickling…” “Ha! You can’t move at all, can you?” “I ain’t letting you go until ___…”

Donatello

Lee

• Sigh.

• I’m sorry guys.

• For some reason i just can’t see most Donatello’s as ticklish ….

• BUT DONT YOU WORRY!!

• Yes, i dont see most Donnie’s as ticklish (including 03), but that doesnt mean i wont make random HC’s.

• Ok so uhhhh, his stomach would be his tickle spot!

• Again, I’m sorry, but he’s not that ticklish 😭

• The most you’re gonna get out of him is perhaps a giggle (which Mikey hates.)

• Unless you team up with multiple people.

• Since he’s on everyones good list, no one really has any motives to gang up on him and tickle him,

• But if that were to happen, he would be screaming of laughter.

• I feel like he doesn’t mind being tickled (mostly cause he’s not super ticklish), and he hasn’t really tried to hide that fact either.

• He doesn’t hate it, he isn’t begging people to tickle him, its just kinda in between.

Ler

• He probably wont tickle people a lot.

• But he definetly does.

• He’s a light tickler, scribbling on his lee’s torso.

• But when time calls for it, he can and will be ruthless.

• Mostly with angsty Leo or annoying Mikey.

• He will dig into his lee’s tickle spot and absolutely murder them.

• Not to annoy them, but just to make them smile more or make them shut up. Cough. Mikey.

• If he finds out you’re ticklish, he will probably lightly tickle you to hear your laughter.

• He probably gives his lee a pat on the back or a bear hug when he’s done.

Michelangelo

Lee

• Oh, how he loves annoying his brothers.

• But if they don’t feel like whooping his shell (or Splinter is nearby) they will tickle every annoying word out of him and won’t stop until they get a proper apology.

• He is the most ticklish out of them all and gets tickled the most as well.

• Sometimes he purposely annoys his brothers so they can tickle him (lee mood fr).

• There have been multiple times where he has been gang tickled by all his brothers (canon because i said so)

• I’m telling you. Walking tickle spot.

• He is ticklish everywhere.

• I feel like his ribs and armpits would be especially ticklish.

• He would be like; “WAHAHAHAIT!! IHIM SAHAHAHAHA SOHORRYHAHA!” “NOT THEHERE!! PLEHEHEASE!!” “IHIT TIHIHICKLES!!”

Ler

• If he finds out you’re ticklish, consider it game over.

• He loves tickling people to either annoy them or to see them smile.

• He is a big teaser.

• “Aww, is someone ticklish?”

• “What was that? Sorry, can you repeat that?” *tickles his lee harder*

• If you’re shorter than him, he will pick you up whilst tickling you, making you thrash around in the air.

• Idk what else to add 😭

[ashaleeleedagurl]

Cheering up a genius

Fandom: ROTTMNT (Rise Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Lee: Donnie

Ler: Leo

Other characters: Raph, Mikey (mentioned), Splinter (mentioned)

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Raphael was walking in the lair, walking to his room when he heard some sobs coming from his younger brother, Donatello, and decided to tell Leonardo.

"Let me handle it, He's been my twin for a while now, and I'm the one who's going to cheer him up bc, Mikey isn't really gentle with Doctor Delicate Touch on D, and I know when he gets into one of his "moods"" Leo said to the snapping turtle.

He walked to Donnie's room and knocked on the door, "D? You in he-" he cut off short when he found his purple twin under the blanket, sobbing.

He walked over to him and softly spoke to him, "Are you ok, hermano?"

"No! Leave me alone!" Donnie choked up as his sobs got louder, his face completely red as tears ran down his face.

Leo grabbed his side and lightly grabbed his shell to pull his twin in for a hug until he saw Donnie giggle softly. He smirked, cause, of course he did! It's Leo!! "D, why you gigglin'?" He mischievously asked as he skittered his hand up and down Donnie's shell.

Donnie started laughing, and, oh mi gosh! It was the purest thing Leo has ever heard from his grumpy twin!

"Nahahardohoho! Stohohop ihihit!" Donnie weakly said as he tried to cover his mouth.

"Don't hide that smile of yours, dear twin-o-mine!" Leo smirkingly said, uncovering Donnie's mouth and continued tickling his shell.

"LEHEHEO, IHIHIHI'M SEHEHEHERIOHOHOUS!!!"

"Ohohokay, ok, I'm stopping."

Leo knew how to respect boundaries more than any other turtle there, including Splinter, so he stopped.

The soft shell pulled the red-eared slider into a hug and smiled widely.

Grumpy turtle + tickles = Happy turtle

[mythica0]

Need A Break

🎂:ROTTMNT

🧁:Donnie

🍫:Raph

Summary: Raph thinks Donnie needs a break, and has a perfect idea of how to make him take one.

A/N: have I ever written the brains and brawn’s duo before? Maybe not but may this be the first!

TW: swearing

Need a Break

Ten hours. It has been ten hours since Raph saw Donnie leave his lab. Ten hours of supposed non-stop work.

Why Donnie did this? Raph didn’t know. All he knew was that Donnie wasn’t taking breaks, and he was going to overwork himself and give himself burnout.

Raph let out a sigh. As much as he hated to defy his little brother’s privacy or boundaries, this was an important intervention. He took a step towards the door, and gently knocked on the surface. The metal door clanged with a ‘tap-tap-tap’ as Raph’s knuckles tapped against the surface.

A familiar, sarcastic voice called from inside the room. “Raph, what d’ya want?”

“Can I come in? I need to talk to you.”

“Sigh. Fine. Enter.”

The door opened with a mechanical woosh and Raph felt relieved. He didn’t want to break the door down.

After Raph had entered, Donnie looked up at him and flipped his goggles onto the top of his head.

“Alright Raph, I’m busy, so you gotta make this quick. What did you need?”

“Actually- that’s why I’m here.”

Donnie’s face grew slightly confused as he raised a brow.

“Yeah, cause you needed something, so what is it?” Donnie questioned, his voice sounding impatient.

“No- ugh- I meant about the whole you being busy… thing.” Raph internally facepalmed at himself.

The workaholic rolled his eyes. “Yeah. What about it?” He snapped grumpily.

“You’ve been working for ten hours straight, Donnie! That can’t be healthy.”

“Annoyed groan. Raph, if you came in here just to tell me to take a break, you can leave.”

“No!” Raph yelled, more aggressive then he meant to sound. He took a deep breath and tried again.

“No. You need to take a break, and you will…”

Raph hesitated as he thought for a second, an idea springing into his head.

“….even if I have to make you.” The eldest brother grew a smile, as he raised his hands menacingly.

Donnie, having been looking at the floor in annoyance, glanced up at the words. “Good luck with tha-“

He saw Raph’s position and expression, and froze.

“-oh no.”

There was a pause as neither party moved or spoke.

“Bye!” Donnie was the first to break the stand still, bolting out of his lab and down the hall.

Raph quickly gave chase, calling after the soft shell, “I’m gonna get you Donnie! Get over here!”

“No way!” Donnie yelled back, crossing the living area of the lair and spotting Leo.

“Leo, help!”

Leo chuckled as Donnie continued to run away.

‘What did he do to make Raph be after him?’

Leo thought to himself, as he shouted back at his twin, “Nope! You’re on your own for this one, Donnie!”

‘Crap.’ Donnie thought, still running as fast as his legs would take him.

It was no use though, Raph was catching up quickly and before Donnie knew it:

“I Gotcha!” And he was pulled into a hug trap.

“No, Raph, you don’t need to do this.” Donnie’s voice shook with a giddy anticipation, as he held back the urge to laugh from his lungs.

“Ooooh no. Maybe you should’ve agreed to take a break earlier. Then none of this would’ve happened. Now, you’re not going anywhere.”

Raph chuckled maliciously at his little brother’s predicament before slowly and secretly moving his hands up towards Donnie’s ribs.

Donnie was stuck. There was nothing he could do to escape and he was beginning to realize that. Laughter bubbled up in his lungs but he didn’t let it escape, he hadn’t even been touched yet!

These frantic thoughts ran through his head, distracting him from the approaching clawed hand, until it finally made contact on his ribs.

Raph started scribbling and poking around Donnie’s ribs, causing the workaholic to burst into giggles at the feeling.

“Ohoho shihihit!”

Raph gasped over dramatically, “Donnie, language! You know the tickle monster doesn’t like swearing!” As he said it, Raph sped up his tickles, still attacking Donnie’s sides and ribs.

“Shhuhuhut uhuhup!!”

“Uh- rude much.” Raph did his best impression of a mean girl from one of those high school movies, even flicking his mask tails back in a sort of hair flip.

He wouldn’t admit it, but Donnie did laugh a little harder at the action.

Although some of that could’ve been attributed to the fact that Raph moved up as he said it, and was now scribbling away under Donnie’s arms.

In response, Donnie’s arms shot down as his laughter increased in intensity.

“Ohohomihigohohosh, stohohop!”

“I’m sorry, I can’t, my hands are stuck.”

“Nohoho thehehey arehehehehn’t yohouhou lihiAR!” Donnie’s voice squeaked at the end of his sentence, as Raph further attacked him.

“You callin’ me a liar?! That it, you’re donzo, buddy.”

Donnie only wondered what that meant for a split second before he heard a large inhale.

Donnie didn’t have time to process just exactly how screwed he was until Raph blew the biggest raspberry he could muster right on the soft shell’s plastron, where his stomach would be.

Donnie screamed in laughter, trying frantically to push Raph’s head away, but struggling to do so as his underarms were still under attack.

Any time he tried to lift his arms to push at Raph’s head, Raph would dig slightly harder into his arms, making them fall back down. And whenever they were down, he would add nibbles to Donnie’s stomach, making him more desperate to push him away.

Donnie was stuck in a cycle of laughter and he couldn’t for the life of him get out. No matter what he did, one way or another he was going to be laughing his shell off, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Eventually, Raph lifted his head away and paused his hands.

“Youhouhou…. Suhuhuck.”

Raph chuckled evilly once more. “Oho, I’m not done.”

Donnie’s eyes widened for a moment, as he was once again filled with a giddy dread as to what more Raph could do, his previously dying giggles flooding the room again.

Donnie was even more excited mortified when Raph took off his battle shell.

‘Oh fuck. oh shit. oh fuck.’

He tried to mentally prepare himself, to no avail. Raph took another deep breath and-

Donnie had no hope. His shell was under ruthless attack of raspberries and nibbles, and he felt like he was going to die from how hard he was laughing.

‘Holy fuck that fucking tickles so much’ was the only thing he could think of, his brain was failing him and all he could do was just laugh his heart out.

His loud laughter boomed throughout the entire lair, heck, even April probably heard him.

“RAHAHA-“ he couldn’t get a word out through his laughter, but Raph could tell he was trying to ask for mercy.

He didn’t want to kill Donnie, so he obliged the not-so-silent request and stopped.

Donnie couldn’t stop the flood of giggles that were still pouring out of his lungs. He greedily gasped for air through them, as Raph grabbed him a glass of water. He drank it quickly, still giggling.

“Hohoholy bahahanana pahahancahahakes, ihihi cahan’t brehehathe.”

“Heheh. I suppose I might’ve over done it just a bit. You alright?”

“Ihihi’ll..behe fihihine.”

After he finally caught his breath and could actually think again, Donnie realized that he did feel better. Lighter, brighter, and quite a bit happier.

He knew Leo would ask about it later. (He did. “What the heck did you do, man? It sounded like you were dying.”) but he wasn’t worried about that at the moment.

I guess he really did need a break.

———THE END————————————————

[dj-banana-love-2]

Tk fic idea #1 (TMNT 2012) Lee: Donnie Ler:Mikey,Leo & Raph

Summary: Donnie has been over working himself for almost two weeks and his brothers just want him to sleep

As he typed on the computer Donnie couldn't he but feel tired. He look at the time it was 5am,it has been almost two weeks seen he had actually slept. But he couldn't stop now even if his body & his brothers told him to he had to finish this he needed to. Just as he was about to gab his test tube he herd someone walking to his lab.

He thought maybe his mind was just playing tricks on him so he ignored it, until he herd the same noise again."who's there?" he asked soon the lights to his lab went off (so he put on his night vision goggles obviously). He looked around but he was soon jumped on as the lights come back on "guys what are you doing?" Donnie asked his brothers "we want you to rest but since you've been ignoring us we're going to make you sleep" Mikey explained

Donnie's eyes widened as understood what they were about to do "guys l-let't talk about this" he said as he tried to push them off."we tried talk about it Don and it didn't work so..."as Leo said this he started tickling the purple turtle's neck the other two followed by getting his sides and armpit.The turtle was a giggling mess "gahuays stahshop" he begged "will you go to sleep?" Raph asked as stopped to let him sleep

"uhhh well not right now but maybe in a hour or two" he said all of his brothers looked at each other before they all looked down at the same spot.Donnie followed their eyes before his own widened."no! guys let me go... ok I'll go to sleep just please not there anywhere but there please" he pleaded.

"I don't know I think you need some more convincing Raph Mikey what do you two think"Leo asked they both agreed with Leo as the three of them counted down "1...2...3""GAAAHAHA NAHAHAHAO" he screamed as they all ticked him, with leo blowing raspberries on his neck and the other two getting his knees (his worst spot)

"GAHUAYS STAHSHOP I'AHALL SLAHAHEEAHP PLAHESE" seeing their brother getting close to his limit they all stopped rubbing his neck and knees. After a while the three of them fell asleep in the lab in the morning splinter found them their and smiled at the sight."sweet dreams my sons"[The End]

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

day 14, Holiday fight.

Summary: the boys fight about Holidays, when April butts in and the boys ignore her she decides to give her brothers a lesson.

A/n: Miggght be rushed but i tried to write as long as i could, cause i could NOT stop siging "put a ring on it" in a bathroom while doing skincare💀 anyways- T-CEST AND PRO SHIPPING DNI. ENJOY!! (btw I see April as a sister figure)

Lee: Mikey, Donnie, Leo, Raph.

Ler: April.

warrnings: Just Fluff enjoy!

It was a calm day, the birds were chirping the clouds were white with the blue sky, nothing bad was happening, well expet for the 4 turtles having a argument, once agian.

🧡:VALENTINES ARE THE BEST!!

💜:Mikey you are kidding, the best holiday is Halloween. It's the most fun.

💙:YAL R JOKING. WHAT ABOUT SANTA HUH??? HES THE BEST!! WERE LITTERALY IN THE CHRISTMAS SEASON!!

❤️:Pft I think it's Easter, it's the BEST.

And the 4 had a argument, at the exact moment April came home with Pizza and said.

💛:Heeey guys! Uh I heard some yellin' here, what yall fighting about?-

💙:APRIL WHATS YOUR FAVORITE HOLIDAY???

💛:Huh- oh it's thanksgiving-

The 4 stopped arguing for a second and looked at April processing what she said before shrugging and continuing the argument.

April felt kinda offended by this, she liked Thanksgiving, cause then she could spend time with her family, the turtles and her human family. She loved Thanksgiving for that. April just groaned setting the pizza onto the counter before yelling.

💛:Okay WHATS wrong with Thanksgiving huh??

The turtles stopped arguing and looked at her not trying to be rude they tried explaining it.

💙:Well- thanks giving is a bit- lame...

💛:...WHAT?-

💜:OH Please April come on, eating some dinner and thanking each other? That's kinda boring.

🧡:Yeah... like there's no real meaning to it!

❤️:Uh sorry April...We just think it's boring-

April looked at them shocked before turning mad as she asked.

💛:OH YEA? Well do you guys know what's NOT boring??

She asked before grabbing the nearest turtle, which was Mikey, and she started wrecking the heck out of his sides as she warned the others.

💛:YALL BETER RUN NOW!

Mikey bursted into giggles as he started squirming in the arms of his older human sister.

🧡:WHAHAHA?? APRHHRRRIL NOHOHO!!!

The 3 older brothers looked at Mikey before getting scared and running off in diffrent directions. Oh but the party just started... April blew a few ticklish raspberries into Mikeys shell before he hid in it and April decided to leave him alone for now, best order to try and get the 3 brothers: Donnie, Leo, Raph.

April rushed after Donnie, she knew he could hide in his room by using his tech so she needed to get him first, Donnie looked behind him still running as he said.

💜: GASPING!-

Before April pounced on him and they started wrestling on the ground.

💜:AHAPRIL NO- DONT YOU DARE!-

💛:OH SHUSH DONNIE!

She said before she pinned him down and started tickling his Stomach as Donatello shrieked.

💜:AHAHAHAHPHIHIRLL NOHOHOOO!!-

He squealed through his hiccuping and hysterical laughter before April stopped and rushed to Leo's room leaving Donnie breathless as he panted.

💜:Oh my banana pancakes-...

When April entered Leo's cart train room she looked around for her fellow brother, she then felt something dripping from the celling...sweat?- she looked up to see a nervous, sweaty red slider as he smiled weakly and said.

💙:Uhh...Hi?-

Before he could do anything else April took him by his foot and brought him down to the floor as she started tickling his armpits. The Red slider shut his mouth while trying to not burst out laughing hysterically, well in the end he did. He started cackling and hiccuping while squirming and trying to get away.

💙:NOH*snort*OHOHOO!!!-

April just grinned a little before stopping, laying Leo down on the floor as he panted and yelled.

💙: I WILL GET BACK AT YOOOU!!! *pant* after I take a...*yawn*...nap... *snores*

April went into Raphs train cart room, looking around, just to see Raph hiding as a lamp, he wasn't the smartest cookie in hiding. April gently walked over to him, her foot steps echoing through the room, as she stood behind the turtle, the Snappers face was agianst the wall while his back was towards April's, April fixed her glasses and cracked her knuckles before slowley scratching and tracing along Raphs shell making him burst into silent cackly giggles. When she knew he had enough she just yawned and went to the counter where she left the pizza just to find it gone...and she saw a glimpse of a rat tail leaving the room...

💛:OH COME ON SPLINTS!!!

[sunsetsandsunshine]

Heyyy, hope your doing well.

Is it ok if I request switch!april switch!mikey and lee!donnie.April is spending time with mIkey while painting a mural somewhere... and they get into a tickle fight in which donnie gets dragged in.. If that's cool with you :D

~ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 ~

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＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝙲 𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾‼️˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Pfft…Mikey you actually suck at this…” April said, stifling a giggle as she glided a paintbrush up and down her little brother’s shell. 

The smaller teen shrieked at the sudden contact, his giggles bouncing off his room’s walls, “R-Riri plehehease…!” The youngest giggled, squirming slightly as he dug his feet into the carpet. 

“Just say a word!” The elder said, “Literally any word that reminds you of this feeling!” 

“Ihihi daha— squeak dohon’t knohohow!!” The younger squealed out as he kicked his legs from underneath his elder sibling, “Ahaprihil plehease juhuhust stahahap!”

“I can’t 'stahahap' unless you tell me, bro! How does this paintbrush against your shell feeeeeel?” The girl emphasized as she swirled her paintbrush where Mikey’s shell met his plastron. 

“I cahahan’t— squeak pfftahahah!!!” The orange banded turtle cried as he arched his back, kicking his legs desperately from underneath his older sibling. 

“Just say a single word, little brother. Aren’t you the one who wanted to help me with my art project~?” The green cladded teenager asked smugly.

Michelangelo blushed, hugging a nearby pillow to his face as his muffled laughs echoed around the room, “I-I dihid buhuhut Ihi dihihindn’t know ihit would be soho tihiHICKLY—?! NAHAHEEEK!!! SqueakAHAPRIL NAHAT squeak THEHEHERE!!!” The light scarlet eyed mutant squawked as his sister started to gently scratch at his lower shell with her nails. 

The human raised an innocent brow, her fingernails dancing across the other, “I genuinely have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m just tracing your shell to help you think!” 

“PLEHEASE PLEHEASE squeak REEREEHEE!!!” The paint loving turtle squealed, banging his fists in the floor, “OKAHAY OKAHAHAY!! F-FLUHUHUTTERY! IHIT FEEHEELS FLUTTERY!!” He laughed, letting out a sigh of relief as his sister got off of him, writing down the word he basically just screamed. 

“Fluttery…I like it!” The elder mused, going back and tracing the other’s shell with the brush. 

“M-Myhy gaHAHAD squeal Ihi hahate yohou…” The youngest murmured as he buried his face into the pillow more.

April held back an amused laugh, scritching her nails along the mutant’s upper shell, “Hate is a strong word, little buddy. But to refresh your memory, I’m doing a poetry art project so I need you to come up with a few…artsy word’s for me. And besides~: you’re in a mood…so you shouldn’t really be complaining all that much. I get my project done and you get tickled…it’s a win-win!”

Mikey huffed begrudgingly, blushing as his sibling basically just called him out…

The box turtle was a kind soul! A very kind soul in fact! 

So when his dear big sister texted that she needed help with her art project, Michelangelo was more than thrilled to lend a hand.

That was until he was told that April’s class was working on collages…and were given a single word to get inspired by and base their art piece off of how it made them and the people around them feel…

…And you want to know what his sister’s word was…?

Laughter.

“Your soho meeheean…” The youngest groaned loudly through his giggles. 

“I’m not being mean if you like iiiit~!” The elder giggled, causing the box turtle’s blush to deepen, “NO!NOHO TEHEHEEASING!” The younger one squawked, “PRIHILLIE WEEHEE HAD AHA DEEHEEAL!” 

“Sorry, sorry. I couldn’t help myself.” She said as she scribbled her youngest brother’s hips, “Y'know…I think I can add a couple more words to the list...”

“Whahat ohOTHER wohords?” Mikey asked. 

“Cute, adorable, sweet, lovable—” April listed.

“SHUHUT UHUP SHUHAHA— squeal SHUHUT. IHIT.” The scarlet eyed teen said, kicking his legs more now from underneath the other.

“But you are~!”

“NAHAH— squeak GOHAHA AHA— squeak AWAHAY!!” 

“But I can’t~! I need more words for my collage!” 

“THEHEN THIHINK OHOHOF SOHOME YOHOURSELF YOHOU FOUR EYED MOHOTHER— squeak FUHUHUCKER!!!”

The elder snickered as she lightly traced the sides of her little brother’s ribs, “Woowww…cursing me out…calling me names…it’s almost like you want me to go here…”

The orange banded teen let out a tiny but mighty scream at the new sensation at the back of his ribs, trying to get off of the floor, but alas, was stopped as April sat on the back of his lower shell once again, “YOHOU— SQUEAL!! AHAHAPRIL WEEHEE SQUEAK CAHAN TAHAHALK SQUEAK ABOHOUT THIS SQUEAK PLEHEASE!!” 

“I’m hearing lots of words not having to do with my collage~!” The girl in glasses said in a sing-song voice as she pinched up and down his ribs. “NAHAH— squeak squeal GAHAHAD WHYHYHY?!” The youngest cackled. 

“Because you legit asked me to?” The elder grinned evilly as she started to slowly count every single one of her little brother’s ribs now, “Duh~!”

“E-EEEHEEP! PLAHAHEASE NAHAT THAT NAHAT THAHAT NAHAT THAHAHAT!!!” Michelangelo screamed, hugging his middles as tears of mirth appeared in his eyes. 

“Not what~?”

“OKAHAY! SQUEAL OKAHAHAY!! YOHOHOU SQUEAL CAHAN PUHUT SQUEAK MEHERRY, JOHOHOLLY, FUHUNNY, LIHIHIVELY AHAND SWEEHEET NOHOHOW PLAHAHEASE!!!” The box turtle absolutely squealed. 

“There we go~! See? It wasn’t that hard.” April smirked, patting the other’s shoulder as she got up and added the five words on her paper. “Ihi feeheel lihihike I juhust gohohot bahahack frohom aha war…” Michelangelo groaned as he wiped his eyes to clear the happy tears streaming down his face.

“Oh, you’re fine.” April said as she rolled his eyes fondly, writing down the words Mikey said on the clipboard. The youngest stretched him arms, getting up and peering over the older’s shoulder, “Buhut anywahay’s, hohow mahahany mohore words do yohou need?”

“Five.” The elder said casually.

“FIVE?!” Michelangelo repeated in complete and utter awe, “How many words do yohou freaking neeheed?!”

“Five.” The older repeated, “The number in total was originally supposed to be ten but Mrs. Anderson said if I add one more to the required word count I’d get extra credit.”

“…Why do you always have to pick extra credit?” The orange cladded mutant whined, flopping on his bed as he looked at the ceiling.

“Because why not?” The elder huffed, “Now come over here! I need five more words on how laughter makes you…feel.” She said dramatically, putting a hand over her forehead for a theatrical effect. 

“Yeah, yeah...“ The light scarlet eyed teen uninterestingly said, “But you come over here; I don’t feel like lying on my carpet anymore.”

“Pfft— okay, your majesty.” The glasses wielding human snickered, sitting next to her brother on his bed. And without warning, the smaller teenager wrapped her in a hug from behind with one hand while the other slipped under her shirt and scribbled all over her bare stomach.  

“AUUGH! Y-YOU’RE HAHAHANDS ARE F-FUHUCKING FREEZING!!!” April seethed before bursting out into loud and contagious cackles, “AHHAHA— squeak! WAHAIT! WHAHAT THEHEHE FAHACK!?” She squealed. 

“Aww~! Look at you giggling up a storm~!” The smaller teen smiled, “Your laugh is beyond adorbs, Riri.” 

“STAHAP IHIT! YOHOHOU PEICE AHAHOF— squeal! NOHOH!” The older cried, kicking her legs in an attempt to escape which only caused the youngest to tickle harder. 

The human girl threw her head back; completely lost in her own squeals and shrieks. “Soooooo~! About those words~!” The youngest teased. 

“NAHAHAHAA— YOHOU LIHITTLE BRAHAHAT!!” The green cladded girl shouted. 

“I don’t think 'brat' or 'little' goes with the word 'laughter', Prillie...” Mikey giggled.

Oho revenge was sweet…

…So so sweet.

“YOHOU— hic! STAHAHAP IHIHIT NOHOHOW!!!” The girl in green giggly threatened. 

“No can do, big sis!” The youngest said as innocently as he could, “I need you to tell me how laughing makes you feel~! What do you feel right now~?”

“NO YOHOU— hic GAHAHAH! STAHAP IT— squeak!” April howled, “FIHINE! FLUHUHUTTERY! IHI FEEHEEL FLUHUTTERY!!” 

“I already said that.” The orange themed turtle hummed, getting his hand out of the other’s shirt and squeezing her thigh mercilessly.  

“MIHIHI— hic FAHAHACK— hic! O-OKAHAHAY!! GIHIGGLY?!”

“Four more woooords~?”

“NOOOHOHOH! DUHUHUDE YOHOUHAH— squeal!”

“I can’t stop unless you give me four more words~! Come on, big sis~! Just four more words~!” Michelangelo taunted, using both of his hands to knead the other’s hips. “GYAHAH!!! M-MYHYHY GAHASH!! FIHIHINE! JOHOY?!” The girl offered as she kicked and thrashed.

The younger teen nodded, “Three more~!”

“REEHEELAHAHAXED?!” 

“Two more~!” 

April let out a loud squeal, getting out of the hug as she lightly hit the other on the upside of his head, “Ahand trihiumphant.” She huffed, writing down the four words she said. 

The light scarlet eyed mutant rolled his eyes, looking over her shoulder once more, “How do you feel 'triumphant' when you’re laughing??? That doesn’t even make any sense…”

“Yohou dohon’t mahahake ahany sense.” The girl with glasses retorted as she stuck her tongue out at her little brother; which the little brother in question gladly copied.

Then suddenly and abruptly, Donnie walked into the bedroom, leaning on the doorframe as he knocked on the wall, “Hello, Michael and Prillie. I’ve come to inform you two that Raph has obtained us some rice and peas and jerk chicken for dinner.”

April and Mikey turned their attention to the softshell as he leaned on the doorway, “…Where did Raphie get the food from?” The box turtle asked suspiciously. 

“Oh…well, he and Leo made it.” Donatello grimaced, shrinking slightly as he saw his younger brother’s face start to form in anger, “They cleaned up after themselves— I promise. I supervised.” The light golden eyed mutant assured.

The light scarlet eyed teen rolled his eyes, going over towards his door, “I’ll be the judge of that.” He huffed, going to march towards the door but was halted by April as she gave him the clipboard. “Oh Dee~? Before we go eat, do you mind answering a quick question for me?” The eldest asked innocently.

“Uhm…okay?” The purple banded teenager said as he fully walked into the room, closing the door, “What’s the question?” 

“How does laughing make you…feel?” April asked.

The softshell blinked once in confusion, “…What?”

“How does laughing make you…feel?” Mikey repeated.

“I…don’t understand the question.” Donnie chuckled in amusement, “How does it make me…feel…?” He repeated to himself as he scratched his head, “I…feel joy when I laugh, I suppose.” 

“Anything else?” The girl in glasses emphasized, sneakingly inching her way to her brother as he was deep in thought. “Erm…lively? I do feel quite alive and quite joyous when laughter occurs.” 

“Anything eeeelse?” The chocolate brown eyed teenager drawed out as she scribbled her nails alongside the taller’s sides. Donnie let out a short squeal, flinching back as he hugged his middles.

The one day he left his battleshell in his room…

“Ahahapril doohoo. nahahat.” The taller teen warned, backing away as his sister inched towards him. “Whaaaat~?” She said casually, “I’m just helping.” 

“Tickling meehee ihihis not hehelping meehee thihink ohof ahan answer!” The light golden eyed teen said as if it was obvious, riskily sprinting to the door as his younger brother effortlessly caught him; the two boys basically fighting to the death as Mikey effortlessly pinned the older turtle to the ground, tickling his underarms.

“HEHEH— hic STAHAHA! YOHOU L-LIHIHITTLE SHIHAT!! LEHET MEEHEE GOHOH!!!” The tech loving turtle shouted, squirming from underneath the other.

“Nu-uh! I suffered so now you have to suffer.” The box turtle smiled. 

“AHA— hic! WHAHAT— PFFTAH! DOHOES THAHAHAT EEHEEVEN hic MEAN?!” The taller turtle inquired through his chorus of cackles. 

“Thought of a word to describe how you’re feeling yet, Don?” The eldest asked as she sat next to her two brother’s, grinning like the Cheshire cat. 

“IHIHI’M hic GOHOING hic TOOHOO KIHICK YOHOU GUHUHUYS' ASSES!!!”

“Language, young man!” The box turtle scolded, gently flipping Donnie on his plastron as he scribbled his fingers lightly against his shell. Donatello frantically kicked his legs, banging his fists on the ground as he screeched in laughter.

“GAHAHAD NAHAHAH— hic! PLAHAHEASE!!! WHYHY?!” He wheezed, tears of mirth blurring his vision as he shut his eyes tight. “I-IHIHI FEEHEEL REEHEELAXED!!!”

“Already have that one.” Michelangelo commented. 

“GIHIHI— hic! GIHIHIGGLY! I FEEHEEL GIHIHIGGLY!”

“Already said that one too~!“ 

Donatello wheezed once more, his heels digging into the carpet and his legs flinging around like crazy, “HAHAPPY! I FEEHEEHEEL HAPPY!!! NOW STOHAP STAHAHOP STOHOHOP!!” He cried, letting out a contented sigh as his little brother stopped the assault. 

“I hic cohohome here…toohoo deliver hic news…ahahand thihis is hohow I’m hic being repahaid….” Donnie grumbled through his giggles, huffing and puffing under his breath as Mikey hugged him. 

“And that makes eleven words!” The girl with glasses grinned, writing down the last word on her paper. “Thanks for your help, you too.” 

“Ahanythihing fohor you, Ihi guess.” The softshell said as he rolled his eyes, getting up as his younger brother was still clinged to him, “So…are we going to go eat or…?” The box turtle asked as he hugged his older brother’s arm.

“Yeah, yeah…” April giggled as she clinged to Donnie’s other arm as all three of them walked to the kitchen, linking arms. 

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

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

[sunsetsandsunshine]

Tinytello gets Tinytickles

Summary: Leo finds out that Donnie has experimented on himself again and turned himself into “Tinytello.” With the help of his brothers, he convinces Donnie to promise to never experiment on himself again.

Lee: Little Donnie (Tinytello)

Lers: Leo, Raph & Mikey

Authors Note: Based off of this adorable art! 💖 https://www.tumblr.com/snailsnaps/701662135198023680/i-couldnt-stop-thinking-about-this-prompt-from

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“No! No! No! No!” The little version of Donnie yelled as his younger twin carried him under his arm. Well, I guess he was the younger one now. Physically that is. An experiment gone wrong had changed Donnie back into a small kid. He was still teenage Donnie, but his form was that of when he was around six years old. And now he was forced to go towards Raph’s room as Leo held onto his squirming figure.

“Oho no, Donton. I know for a fact Raph would love to see this.” Leo chuckled in a playful tone. Donnie continued to kick his little legs and try to escape. The sleeves of his hoodie, slightly longer than his arms, flapped along with his hands with each desperate attempt of freedom.

Leo shushed Donnie then knocked on Raph’s door, hiding Donnie behind his back. He walked in after hearing a “come on in.”

“You’ll never guess what I found dear hermano.” Leo smirked, making sure to keep a good grip on the still squirming Donnie against the back of his shell. Before Raph could guess, he heard a small grunt from behind Leo. “Uhh, Leo…” Raph stood up from his bed. “Please don’t tell me you stole a kid-“

“Why would I- Never mind. Look!” He exclaimed bringing Donnie out from behind his shell and holding him up for Raph to see. Raph gasped, only to then aww at his adorable little brother.

“Daww!! Look at little Donnie!” Raph gave Donnie a pat to the head. Donnie swatted at his hand before giving up and accepting the affection. “But wait, how did this happen? Leo, you didn’t do this to him did you?!” Raph pointed a stern finger at him.

“It wasn’t me! Little Donnie here was experimenting on himself again.” Donnie tried to protest, but Raph was way ahead of him. “You what?! Donnie, I thought we talked about this. This is extremely dangerous. You’re lucky you didn’t turn yourself into some other mutant thing. We don’t need to be more mutated than we already are.” Donnie huffed and crossed his arms.

“Oh relax! I didn’t die or anything. Now if you let me go, I can go reverse this and we can pretend this never happened.” Donnie tried to sound serious with his kid voice. It didn’t work. If anything, it made his brothers smile even more.

“Not gonna happen.” Raph started. “You need to learn to be more careful. Even though this experiment seems to be the most adorable mistake you’ve ever made.” Raph’s baby voice came out in the last sentence as his pupils grew three times in size. Leo nodded his head at Raph’s comment.

“I know right!! He’s just a little guy!” Leo nuzzled his cheek against Donnie’s. Donnie pushed at his brothers face, his legs trying as hard as they could to kick at Leo’s arms. “I am not adorable now put me down!!” Donnie yelled. He yelped when Raph took him from Leo. Leo pouted, but remained where he was, letting Raph have some time to reminisce about when they were little. Raph held Donnie in one arm, the other flapping in happiness.

“I REMEMBER WHEN YOU GUYS WERE THIS SMALL!! I wish you guys could’ve stayed like this forever!” Raph couldn’t help the tiny jumps on his heals. He was having cuteness overload and Donnie would be lying if he said he didn’t find Raph’s reaction to him a little adorable. It was still embarrassing nonetheless, but seeing his brother so happy over his mistake was better than anger. A smile crept its way onto his face when Raph lifted him up and spun around a little. Leo wished he could take pictures with his mind, he had unfortunately left his phone in his room.

“Hey, I heard Raph’s cuteness overload voice what am I missing?” Mikey said as he suddenly entered Raph’s room. He immediately eyed the tiny version of their brother in Raph’s arms.

“OH MI GOSH!!!!” Mikey exclaimed, quickly snatching little Donnie from Raph. “Aren’t you just the cutest little thing!” Mikey cooed as he hugged him close. His brother was just too cute! And the oversized hoodie and glasses weren’t helping Donnie’s case.

“I am not cute!! Now put me dohohown! Hehehehe! Mihihikey!” Donnie burst into squeaky giggles when Mikey started to prod at his neck. His shoulders scrunched up with each feather light poke.

“Oh my gosh- I think my heart is going to explode-“ Leo held a hand against his heart as he stared at the adorable sight. At the same time, Raph brought out his phone to take a video. Mikey moved from one side of Donnie’s neck to the other, Donnie’s small fingers only managing to lightly push at Mikey’s hand.

“Nohohoho! Stahahahahap! Hehehahaha!” Donnie squealed when the back of his neck was targeted. Mikey felt his heart absolutely melt. And that’s when Leo thought of a plan. A plan to make sure Donnie wouldn’t make this mistake again.

“Ohokay. Mikey will let you go…” Leo paused for dramatic effect while leaning down towards Donnie. “If you promise to never experiment on yourself again.” Donnie gasped through a giggle.

“Nehever! I aham a mahahan of sciehehehence!” Donnie managed to say as Mikey continued his light flutters to the back of Donnie’s neck. Leo smirked, knowing that was exactly the answer he was going to get.

“Well right now you’re a man, or boy I should say, who’s gonna get tickled until he agrees with us.” Donnie’s eyes widened. They wouldn’t- not while he’s like this- Oh who was he kidding. Of course they would!

“Noho wahahahay!” Donnie could never ignore the sweet call of the mistress that is science. Even if it did mean getting tickled to death while being in this form.

“I was hoping you’d say that hermanito.” Cue Leo’s classic smirk before he joined Mikey in tickling Donnie. Raph stood to the side, recording video after video and trying to keep his cooing quiet. Donnie’s laughter was proving to be loud enough to cover any comments he made anyway.

“Aww~ Does that tickle, Tinytello~” Leo teased, scribbling his fingers around and around Donnie’s little plastron. He made sure to give pokes to his sides every now and then to hear little Donnie’s voice crack with each squeal.

“Nahahahahahaha! *squeal* Stahahahahahap!” Donnie kicked his legs and switched between trying to grab at Mikey’s fingers and pushing at Leo’s hands. Neither was doing much for his benefit. His glasses were a bit askew on his face and the hoodie was doing little to nothing to protecting his sensitive shell.

“Rahahahahaph! Hehehelp mehehe!” Donnie tried reaching out towards his older brother, only for a sneaky finger to wiggle under his arm causing him to shriek and pull back.

Leheohoho! Knohohohck ihit ohohoff!” Donnie yelped as Leo’s finger remained “trapped” under the little turtle’s arm. Raph giggled before deciding it was time to join in on the fun. He set up his phone against some clutter on his shelf, making sure he was able to get everyone in the shot. He walked over to stand beside Mikey and grabbed onto the tops of little Donnie’s knees.

“NOHO! Rahahaph dohohohon’t!” Donnie was still trying to keep his other two brothers at bay. He knew he would give in eventually if Raph contributed to the antics. Mikey and Donnie paused their assault, giving him time to take a break.

“So Tinytello~” Leo bent down to gently talk into Donnie’s ear, knowing it was a sensitive place for Donnie. “Are you gonna stop being a menace to yourself? Or are you gonna die of adorable squeaky giggles. Your choice.” Leo chuckled at the way Donnie shook his head but couldn’t help but giggle at the whispers.

“Leo’s right, Donnie. If you don’t agree, we’ll just have to keep you like this forever and ever. Tickling you aaaallll night long.” Mikey punctuated his sentence with some squeezes to the back of Donnie’s neck. Donnie snorted and curled up best he could, unable to make any sort of comeback.

“And then we’ll have to tell April. And I’m sure she’d loooove to tickle little Donnie until she feels satisfied.” Raph started squeezing Donnie’s knees. A high pitched squeal followed by louder giggles filled the room. Leo lifted Donnie’s arm that was closest to him and slowly wiggled his finger towards the outstretched underarm. He snickered at how Donnie barely even tried to pull at his arm, accepting his fate and giggling his little heart out.

“All together hermanos!” Leo declared, his finger finally touching its target and wiggling away under Donnie’s arm. Donnie kicked and squealed and snorted and swore. His other arm flapping due to happy stimming and not really knowing what else to do. Mikey gave Donnie a big raspberry to the side of his neck and that’s when he finally brought out the white flag to wave in surrender.

“OKAY! OKAHAHAHAY! I GIHIHIHIVE! I WOHON’T- GAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP!” Donnie lost himself in laughter when Raph interrupted him by quickly lifting up his hoodie and blowing a raspberry on his plastron.

“Sorry what was that? Didn’t quite hear ya.” Raph teased, blowing another small raspberry on his side. Leo continued to hold onto Donnie’s arm, the other lightly smacking at Raph’s head with the hoodie sleeve.

“I WOHOHON’T EHEXPERIMENT OHON MYSEHEHELF! NOHOHOW STAHAHAHAHAP! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Raph and Leo finally backed away. Mikey letting Donnie go limp in his arms, cradling his little big brother. Raph went over and grabbed his phone, ending the video and saving it to watch later. He turned back and saw Leo covering his mouth. Looking closer, he saw that Donnie had fallen asleep in Mikey’s arms. I guess staying up for hours experimenting then being tickled by your three brothers really takes it out of you.

“Aww, he’s so peaceful!!” Mikey whisper screamed. He lent down and gave Donnie a kiss to the forehead, tearing up when he saw the smile widen on Donnie’s sleeping face. Leo carefully took off Donnie’s glasses, walking alongside Mikey and Raph as all three of them took him to his room.

“Should we tell dad?” Mikey asked as he gently laid Donnie down in his bed. He grabbed the blanket and carefully draped it across Donnie. Raph shook his head.

“Let’s wait till the morning. Let the little guy sleep for now. Seems like he needs it.” Raph put a stuffed animal next to Donnie’s hands, watching as Donnie unconsciously grabbed it held it close. Leo put his glasses on the nightstand, being sure to check that Donnie was all tucked in all warm and cozy.

“Goodnight, Tinyello.” Leo gently whispered, giving Donnie a small rub to his back. Raph quietly snapped a few more pictures before having to be dragged out of the room by Mikey and Leo. The affects would wear off eventually. But until then, Donnie slept more than he had in a really long while.

[heckitall]

Same As It Never Will Be

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WHOA HELLO long time no see! it's funny in both my on-going comics, there's a current time-jump.

also, side bar, i am fixing the links later today on all the SAINWB pages - they've been broken for a hot second lmao

[plaidcowboy]

kansas anymore ( the longest goodbye ) — role model

( notes ) eeee omg i’ve been wanting to do album themed bot release for so long! this is literally my favorite album these past months, i love tucker down. i did a lot of characters that ive never done before trying to spice things up. i’d love to have feedback on this. thank u all sm for the support. i love u!

track one — ( writings on the wall )

୨🌪️៹ donnie darko — ‘dads on the phone and he’s lecturing me, ‘bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen.’ donnie, his father and his bestfriend all having a realistic conversation about his toxic girlfriend.

track two — ( look at that woman )

୨🌪️៹ patrick bateman — ‘damn honey, look at you go. look at that woman, breaking my heart.’ watching his ex from a distance at a business party, still so deeply in love with her.

track three — ( scum bag )

୨🌪️៹ jonathan byers — ‘i’m a scumbag, i’m a setback, im a stain on the kitchen floor. but you stand by me.’ getting high sometimes means all your thoughts coming to light, especially jonathans thoughts of insecurity.

track four — ( oh, gemini )

୨🌪️៹ spencer reid — ‘i’ll remember your face from time to time, i’ll remember that taste of cheap red wine, i’ll remember those days i called you mine.’ visiting the bar where you had your first date, spencer runs into his ex, both of you here for the same reason.

track five — ( frances )

୨🌪️៹ benedict bridgerton — ‘at the end of the day, i’m just happy i could say she was mine.’ after your parting due to status issues, benedict releases a poem book, every word being publicly read all about you.

track six — ( superglue )

୨🌪️៹ rafe cameron — ‘we’re gonna make it through. a little bit of superglue, stick by my side.’ gentle apologies and reassurance as rafe finally notices the crumbling of your relationship, wanting to make things right.

track seven — ( the dinner )

୨🌪️៹ felix catton — ‘swear they wouldn’t even notice if i never even showed, take me home.’ going to your boyfriends house for dinner to meet his parents for the first time reveals the difference in your status, felix in a cold rich family and you in the exact opposite.

track eight — ( deeply still in love )

୨🌪️៹ patrick zweig — ‘i’m sorry but i’m deeply still in love, in love with you now. yes ma’am.’ pathetic man crashing your wedding, getting down on his hands and knees to beg for your love back!

track nine — ( slut era interlude )

୨🌪️៹ bruce wayne — ‘i don’t like you, but i’d like you to spend the night. i’m going through it girl, could you do it girl?’ pulling himself out of bed to go to the club, trying to recover from his heartbreak as he brings home a random hookup.

track ten — ( so far gone )

୨🌪️៹ michael berzatto — ‘if you wanted me to go, you should have told me. so far gone, so lonely.’ mikey picking you up shitfaced drunk from a club, beer being your self remedy to a heartbreak. crying in mikey’s car.

track eleven — ( slipfast )

୨🌪️៹ jj maybank — ‘oh my god what i’d pay to just, run away from this. let me pay for it later.’ leaving behind your responsibilities and honestly bad-for-you boyfriend to spend the day with your bestfriend. slipping away from your duties to live in the moment.

track twelve — ( compromise )

୨🌪️៹ hughie campbell — ‘you deserve a happy ever after don’t you? after all the tears you’ve cried, don’t you compromise.’ not wanting you to settle for anything less than what you deserve, hughie changes himself for you.

track thirteen — ( something, somehow, someday )

୨🌪️៹ will graham — ‘he’s a loose cannon, foolish man who needs some medication. she’s a shoe-tied, bluesky honeymoon vacation. but i believe they’re meant to be.’ crying in your lap about what he feared the most being brought to life, not being good enough for you.

track fourteen — ( old recliners )

୨🌪️៹ natalie scatorccio — ‘i remember when the days were long, old recliners in the yard. kicking heels up to her favorite song, all the boys were playing cards.’ living with your ex after her return from the wilderness, battling with your own romantic emotions.

track fifteen — ( sally, when the wine runs out )

୨🌪️៹ anakin skywalker — ‘i’ll buy a couple of rounds. don’t let me think i’m enough, then disappear when the wine runs out.’ taking a break from the brutal jedi training to have a drink. spotting a cute, possible hookup.

track sixteen — ( some protector )

୨🌪️៹ sam winchester — ‘am i still worried about you? why, yes i am and i always will be some protector.’ sam watching you from a distance, the alcohol bringing him straight to your house in the late hours of the night.

[jakegyllenbaalz]

donnie darko, dir. richard kelly (2001)

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

From Roasting too Teasing

A/n: I'm sorry it's been sooo long I made comics but I give ya this I thought of that really early in the morning soo here it is.(btw idk if the roasts I made are roasts so apologies if I did something wrong)

Love: Plantonic this means no Lovley dovely love BFFR they are brothers. They should not date.

Characters: Lee Donnie Ler Leo

Summary: Leo and Donnie have a roasting fight but it goes too far so Leo decides to switch the sides for his brother.

Warnings: tickle Fluff, Maybe some agnst?? ( I still don't get the Agnst thing is it if somebody has a traumatic experience or is it when something negative happens in the story)

It was dinner time, Leo and Donnie stopped eating as they were arguing about pineapple on pizza.

💙:Don come onnn, pineapple on pizza is good!!

💜:Pfft maybe for your dumb dumb brain, no wonder you're taste nerves are crashed up, cuz ya brain is too dumb to even think about how does it taste.

💙: Did YOU just roast ME?!

💜:Yep, did ya hear that or are you deaf brother?

💙:OH it's ONN, yep I did hear that I am not deaf, but I am defenetly not blind cuz I can see you're forehead of yours is really big brother.

💜:Yeah, Like your bad puns.

💙:*Gasp* HOW DARE YOU, YOUR BRAIN IS AS BAD AS THE PUN'S BROTHER!!

💜:Well I atleast have a smart brain unlike your's

💙:AT LEAST I HAVE A COOL MYSTIC WEAPON WHILE YOU HAVE YOUR DUMB TECH!!

There was silence in the room, Leo took the dumb thing personally but knew it was a joke, on the other hand Donnie did took that tech thing personally. Donnie was speechless and just looked at his brother as his eyes started to get glossy from the tears that have been rushing into his eyes.

💙:Donnie- I-

💜:Save it.

Donnie said before he went to his room and blocked his door so nobody whould come in, he was angry and upset, he lied down on his bed and scrolled through tiktok but the thing is that he had mostly tiktoks about tech so that didn't help much, Leo on the other hand felt the guilt run through his mind as he whanted to apologize but knew it wouldn't be easy, so he decided to switch the roasting battle to something the opposite of roasting, teasing, and not teasing to annoy, (but- well ya will see what I mean later).

Leo took his magic sword and teleported to Donnies room, he saw him on the bed as a tear rolled down from Donnies eyes as he scrolled down his tiktok fyp, when he saw Leo, he got annoyed and just tried to ignore him.

💙:D...im sorry I got carried away, your tech isn't dumb, it's original and it's amizing, I loved every single tech of yours you ever made.

💜:Didint ya say mine tech was?-

💙:Dumb?

💜:yeah...

💙:D I'm sorry I never whanted to make you upset, but ik just the way to help you~

💜:OH yeah? What is it?

Leo pulls Donnie into a hug, Donnie gets annoyed but hugs him back, but then Donnie could feel something slightly and softley tickling his plastron.

💜:WhA- LEHEHEOO nHO-

💙:What? Oh whait a second- oh wow! Your laughter is soo cool and amizing!! Just like your tech!!

💜:NardHOHO- NHOO-

💙:Just telling the truth~ anyways your tactics when you make a weapon are soo COOL! Just like when your tactics of running away...ya know?~

Leo was starting to tickle Donnie more as Donnie tried to get out of his grip.

💜:NAHAHARDHOHO NHOHO-

💙:Wooow why r ya squirming around? Heh ya look like those silverfish! Whait- oh that YOU defeated???

Donnie started blushing from the complements(in a brotherlyway NOT IN A ROMANTIC WAY) while Leo's mouth was rushing with the complements for like 5 minutes until he saw that Donnie had enough and he stopped tickling him, Donnie took as much breath as he could while Leo was just hugging him and still complementing him.

💜:Nardo- if ya say another complement i-

Donnie said with some left over giggles and a mischievous grin like he is planning something, he planed and he knew what he will do next and what his twin will do next.

💙:Your our amizing brother and we love you just the way you ar-

💜:Yeah that's it- ya whant to complement mine tech! Let's see them in action shall we brotha???

He said as he tapped something on his wrist bracelet screen (HELP IDK WHAT ITS CALLED ;-:) and from his bo-shell came out 2 robotic arms that Pinned Leo to the bed as Donnie smirked evilishly, Leo on the other hand gulped and knew what's coming.

Lets say the night was BUILDING WITH LAUGHTER (pun intended, cuz it's about his tech? Get it? Nvm-).

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ 𝙶𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚋𝚛𝚘! ~

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·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚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…)

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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.

Back and forth.

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.

Tap.

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…”

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“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.

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[xavitron883]

ITS REVENGE TIMEE!!

All of his lil brothers are attacking Raph's tummy >:3c

Because Raph got all of their tummies

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[grumpytheunicorn]

She worries about him alot.

[xxlea-nardoxx]

The most Donnie-Lee interaction ever.

Lee: I have to tell you something.

Donnie: Can it wait? I’m busy.

Lee: It’s urgent.

Donnie, sighing: Fine, what’s so important that you've had to interrupt me?

Lee, showing his leg: I’ve been stabbed.

Donnie:

Donnie: WHY DIDN’T YOU LEAD WITH THAT!?