#Ler Donnie

[xavitron883]

ITS REVENGE TIMEE!!

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

Because Raph got all of their tummies

[smiley-star]

Ghosts

More art! For my short fic Haunted

(2 posts in one day!? :O This took me over 2 hours :,>)

[savemeafruitjuice]

Lee Casey comfort tkls? Like he has a nightmare about his past (future?) and his new family helps him calm down (April, Mikey raph Leo Donnie)

la di daa~

(this has spoilers for the Rise! movie, so beware!!)

TW!: ANGST (Flashbacks), NIGHTMARE, CHARACTER DEATHS (Canon to the movie)

Lee! Casey Junior, slight Leo

Ler! Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo, April

It's cold.

Everyone is scared, and tired.

"We lost.."

Casey Junior was lying stiff as a board on the ground. He held his breath. They could come at any moment, and he'd be unprepared. The horrible Krang would invade their home, and kill the rest of his family. They'd already lost so much- he knew he wouldn't be able to go on if they got Master Leonardo, or Michelangelo. No matter how tough his senseis are, there is no guarantee they'd survive.

Oh, Michelangelo. His kind eyes were wise well beyond his years. He remembered how he would smile and comfort him after a stressful day, and how incredible he looked when using his ninpo. The bright glow never failed to amaze him. Especially the portals he'd make-

No.

Don't think about that.

But it was too late. Reality hit Casey like a brick, and he remembered the last time he saw him, saw any of his family, and even the world he grew up in, being pushed into a portal after Mikey's sacrifice.

He startled with a gasp, jolting upwards and scanning the dark room he was in. Right, he was in a different timeline now. A safer one, but a much lonelier one.

All of the despair that lingered in his chest from the dream overwhelmed him, tears carrying the sadness from his eyes as he brought a hand to his mouth- a habit he'd picked up as to not bring attention to himself. Any noise could be the difference between life and death in The Resistance.

Casey sat there for a moment on the soft bed that was set up for him by Raphael. He knew the Krang were gone, that the horrors were over, but why was it so hard to move on? He sighed. He couldn't just forget and live a normal life after that. He was the only piece of evidence anyone would ever see that his world existed. Moving on would be too difficult.

It was what Master Leonardo would have wanted for him.

He grimaced, sobbing helplessly into his hand once more. His sensei would want him to be happy.

There were footsteps down the hall.

They were coming closer.

Casey backed up on the bed, pressing up against the wall behind him. There was a soft knock on the wall, a quiet voice calling out to him.

"Casey? Are you alright? I heard a noise.."

It was Donatello.

He'd know the voice anywhere. The raven-haired teen relaxed his shoulders slightly, a weak answer coming forth.

"Yeah, I-I'm fine."

Yikes. He definitely sounded like he'd been crying. There was a slight pause at the door.

"..Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure."

Casey wiped his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. The olive-skinned turtle pushed back the curtains at the doorway, assessing the situation. He sat next to the disheveled looking boy.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

After a small head-shake, the purple-themed turtle fidgeted with his fingers. "I'm not the best at this.. Would it be okay for me to get the others? I'm sure they wouldn't mind- If you're okay with them being in here, that is."

"Okay."

"I'll be right back then."

A minute or so later, Donnie returned with his brothers and April, all groggily stumbling into the train car. "Are you alright, future boy?" April asked, noticing the red tint in his eyes.

"I'm okay, just a bad dream I guess."

A very sleepy looking Leo walked into the train car, slumping down next to Casey and resting his head on his shoulder. Casey couldn't tell if the turtle had fully processed what he was doing, but judging by the slurred muttering, he guessed not. "Ya know.. 'S okay to be sad, things'r gonna be tough.."

Mikey was next to come in, sitting to the boy's left and offering a tired smile, all too similar to that of the one his future self wore. "Is it about what happened a couple days ago?" he nodded, and the youngest brother gently took his hand, squeezing ever so slightly. The rest of the crew had come into the room, sitting on the ground as they provided various comforts.

"It's just hard to get over, you know? I mean, my whole world was literally stripped away.. Everyone I care about." the teen was met with empathetic eyes, and looked down in embarrassment. "I'm sorry for waking you guys up. I know it's late, and you're all tired."

"Hey, don't be sorry. We wanna make sure you're good. You're family, and we take care of family, no matter what." the artist assured, prompting April to add on. "Mikey's right. We'd hate to see anyone we care about upset."

"C'mere, Case." Raph, who had a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, made grabby-hands at Casey, to which the boy timidly stood, causing Leo to grumble and prop himself up with one arm as an alternative to his shoulder. The teen shuffled closer to the snapper, until he was in arms reach. The oldest pulled him into his lap, cradling the smaller teen in his legs.

Casey readjusted, lying on his side as his back now faced Raphael. April leaned over, cupping the raven-haired boy's face, rubbing the base of his ear with her thumb. He scrunched up slightly at that, a smile forming on his lips as he brought his shoulder up instinctively to protect himself.

In between fleeing and fighting for their lives, there had been many times when Casey had been tickled by his family. And though it became less common as he got older, Leonardo had still made sure the boy laughed and had as much fun as possible, one of his favorite methods being via tickles.

This timeline's Leo slid down from the bed and crawled over to the group, followed by Mikey. The slider seemed to be very cuddly, as he draped himself over the two, nuzzling into Casey's neck, smirking when he started giggling. "Wahahait- that feeheels wehihird!"

The futuristic teen squirmed lightly, though the sword-wielder's weight pinned down his left arm, forcing him onto his back. Mikey smiled brightly, newfound energy emanating from him as he joined in on the fun. "You're ticklish? Aww, that's so cute!"

Mikey scribbled over the other side of his neck, grinning wider when he all but melted into the touch. Pink spread over his cheeks, and he tilted his head back, indirectly opening himself up for more scritches. Leo happily took this offer, tickling under his chin. "Dohon't- Don't sahay thahahat!"

"What, that you're ticklish, or that you're cute?" April switched to tracing the shell of the boy's ear, a fond smile splayed on her lips as Casey Junior struggled to keep his composure. He had to admit, even though his fight or flight response was going a little crazy, the affection was taking his mind off of his troubles, calming him down and clearing his head.

"Neihihither!" an overly-dramatic gasp sounded, followed by a halfhearted chastisement from the intellectual soft shell. "Gasp. I think you might be in denial, Casey Jones Junior, because you reside with both of those adjectives, whether you like it or not." and with that, Donnie leaned around Leo, worming his hand under his belly to reach Casey's side. "Nardo, move. You're blocking all the good spots."

Leo squealed, pausing his attack on Casey's chin to curl up, shaking his head as Donnie continued to burrow underneath him. "Dohohonniehe! Stahahap!" The scientist quirked a brow. "Then move, you doofus!"

Donnie's attention redirected to Leo, now squeezing both of his sides as the mentioned turtle thrashed atop of the others, giggling like mad. "OHOKAHAY! IHIHI GihiHIve uhup!" Donnie pulled his hands back, allowing his brother to roll into Raph, his shell pressed against the oldest's plastron as he calmed his giggles.

Donnie paused before sticking his tongue out at Leo, squeezing Casey's left side, rather than the one the blue-themed turtle had been covering in the first place. Leo managed a glare through his residual laughter but got over it pretty quickly, going back to nuzzling the raven-haired boy's neck.

Raph smiled down at his family, enjoying the peaceful time spent together. He decided to join in as well, lifting up Casey's borrowed t-shirt, which was way too big for him, but because they had been trying to recover and recuperate, they hadn't had time to go shopping for clothes for him, and traced along his belly, also giving Donnie more space to tickle as the younger now targeted the teen's ribs.

It was safe to say that Casey was losing his mind. Between Mikey fluttering at his neck, April now scratching at his scalp and Leo practically boring into him, he had no chance of holding back any noises that came from his mouth as Donnie pinched at various places on his ribs and Raph skittered over his torso, who chuckled as he struggled to curl in on himself, part of him wanting desperately to escape, while the rest of him was happy and relaxed in his new friend's- no, family's arms.

"GUHUhuys, Ihi caHAHAn't!" the teen yelped, eyes screwed shut as he hid his pink face behind Leo. "Ah ah ah~" Mikey tsked, "No hiding, we want to see your cute little face!" the artist moved his fluttering up to the boy's jaw, making him giggle a little louder and turn his head to block out the offending fingers. "There we go! Your smile's so pretty, Junior!"

Casey squeaked as Donnie hit a particularly sensitive spot on his ribs, making him arch upwards slightly, before descending into louder giggles as the olive-skinned turtle stayed there. His free hand, which had been previously gently pushing at Leo's head, went to grab Donnie's wrist, only to have fingers wiggle into his armpit.

"MIHICHELAHAHANGELO! NAhahaHA, PLEHEHEASE!" He immediately clamped his arm down, but that did little to stop the orange-themed turtle from pressing into the sensitive skin. Casey tried to roll over to his right to dampen the sensation, but Leo prevented him from doing that as well.

April cooed, still playing with his hair, as Raph went to squeeze at the boys knees, smiling wider as he kicked his legs out. His knees were a bad spot, and Casey squealed, unsure of how much more he could take before tapping out.

His last bit of resolve flew out the window when Leo blew a raspberry against his neck, making him jolt away. "NOHOHO MOHORE! IHI CAHAN'T!"

Everyone's fingers slowed, Mikey and Donnie backing up a little to give him space. Casey panted, wrapping his unpinned arm around his torso, trying to catch his breath.

"You okay? We gotcha pretty good there." Mikey asked, snickering at the giggly puddle they had reduced the tense boy to. "Yeheah, just need toho- cahatch my breheath." He managed, taking in lung fulls of air.

The eldest brother picked up the two in his lap, gently placing them atop his chest, letting out a grunt when April crashed into him to join them. Donnie lied beside Raph, pressing against his side, Mikey crawling on top of all of them, making his siblings laugh.

Casey yawned, relaxing under the bodies, and began falling asleep, the rest taking his lead. "You don't mind the extra weight, right Raph?" Leo asked, to which the sai user chuckled. "Nah, Raph doesn't mind."

This was an older ask, but my brain refused to let me work on anything else, so here you go! This was so fun to write, and turned out to be really sweet and fun! 😊

[veryblushyswitch]

I need a Mutant Mayhem fic with ticklish Leo and lers Mikey, Donnie & Raph because he’s being too uptight and they tickle him to loosen him up or convince him to go to the movies- 💙❤️🧡💜

[turtletimewriting]

Oh...

Everyone knows the “Oh...” trope but there’s not nearly enough appreciation for the trope in the tickle community.

(btw this is all rottmnt fanfiction)

_._._

“Oh! Does that tickle?” Leo gasped genuinely. 

“Leeeeeeee!” Mikey drummed his feet on the table as he covered his bright red face. It was necessary. This was all totally necessary. He did take a really nasty hit in that fight and his shell having a chip was important to look at. 

But oh dear lord! Leo gently pressing his fingers across different areas of his shell, making sure that every tiny part of his entire carapace was okay, was actual torture. He truly didn’t know he was ticklish there! 

“Any pain here?” Leo continued like nothing was different. 

Meanwhile Mikey squawked “LEO! Eheheee.”

Leo looked at him all sympathetic but his eyes were gleaming with mischief, “Not much longer Mikester. Any pain? Any... sensitivity?”

The gentle pressure as he prodded along his back. Gentle pokes right at the very top of his shell. It was like someone was constantly hovering over a tickle spot. Mikey couldn’t control his giggling even if he tried. His cheeks aching from the smile. “Ehe heh eeeeh hehe heehee! Nah! All gohood!”

“So I’ll keep going?” Leo teased.

It was all necessary. It was important. “Keheep eheheh heh! Keep going.”

_._._

“Oh. Oh no! Wait! No! Don’t do this!” Raph squealed.

“Raphie! I’m trying to help!” Mikey giggled.

“I take it back! Raph don’t need help! I’m big! I can, uh, get out!” He cried out as if he wasn’t stuck in a sewer pipe with only his legs and head sticking out. Mikey being behind him. He was squirming around to try and find a good position to use his chains to pull him out. 

Including squirming a hand around his sides and belly. “Can you?” When did Mikey get so sassy.

The hand crawled around to grab his side again. He flinched harshly. “Don’t! Mikey! Please! Don’t!”

“Don’t what?” Came a giggly voice and, being the older brother, he was less familiar with the trap laid before him.

“Don’t tickle me!”

“Tickle you? Sounds like a great idea!” Mikey squeaked before squeezing his right side mercilessly.

“HAH! HAHAHAHAAA! MAHA MIKEY! HAHAHAAHAHA!”

_._._

“Oh! Don’t you dare!” Donnie violently grabbed Leo’s hand that was reaching and wiggling for his bare shell. 

“HAHAHAAHAAA! ALL’S FAHAIR IN WAR AAAAAAAH AHAHAAHAHA!” Leo screeched as Donnie continued drumming his fingers on his thighs. And truly it was all fair game considering Donnie latched on to his ultimate tickle spot immediately. 

“Oh yeah? You think this is a war and not an annihilation?” Donnie smirked.

But, for all his brains, Donnie could never predict him! Leo lurched up as if he was still drowning in his own laughter and sucked the deepest breath he could and leaned forward to blow a raspberry against his stomach.

“AAH! LEO!” Donnie fell away from where he was straddling him. Leo sprung up and dug his scratching tickling hands under his arms. “HAHAHAHAAHAHA!”

“Oh I dare Donald! I dared Donald!”

_._._

“Oh well. Guess I’ll just have to tickle it out of you.”

Raph scribbled his hand across Mikey’s foot, one big hand holding the whole of his calf while the other danced quickly over his foot. Mikey balked and desperately waved his foot but it was useless. His eyes bulged as he clamped down on his lip. 

“Mikey,” Raph said in his sickly sweet mother hen tone. “where did you place Raph’s JJ comic?”

Mikey had thought that Raph was just being his usual playful self when he offered to have him ride his shoulders. But now he was truly trapped. That one foot being tickled. Can’t lean away as he’ll fall.

“Mikeyyyyyy!” Raph’s fingers meant he could tickle away at his entire foot. “Tickle tickle tickle.”

Mikey kept his hands slapped over his mouth. 

Raph turned and saw Mikey’s art desk. He smirked widely as he pulled out one of his daintier paint brushes. “Mikeyyyyy? You gonna admit where you put it?”

The second the tiny little bristles brushed between his toes, Mikey lurched like he had been electrocuted. “AAAAAAAH WAIT! HAHAHAHAHAHAA!”

_._._

“Oh... I was just uh... wondering... uh not if you don’t wanna. I... Could we... could you do the shell thingy again?”

Leo looked clueless for just a second before he smirked. “You mean you’re monthly shell scrub?” 

Raph was blushing violently but his tail wagged happily, betraying his emotions. The shell scrub was something they all did to make sure they kept their shells shiny and clean. Raph and Donnie had to be more often since their species usually burrowed away or used the sand and stones in rivers to exfoliate. 

For Raph, it tickled. It tickled but like a relaxing tickle. One that would just about prick at him. He laid down and it was only a moment before Leo came back with his brush. 

The brush landed in the direct middle of his shell. Raph felt his face naturally curl into a smile but his shoulders loosened. He prepared himself to sit there and let the gentle smoothing tickles cheer him up and relax him unlike anything else. 

The laughter would never quite come but his chest would occasionally bounce with a suppressed giggle. The brush was moved in gentle circles as it danced between his spikes. He happily leaned into the movements. 

What he didn’t see was that Leo loved doing this too. Turning his stressed out big brother all tickle drunk. So he kept tickling and scrubbing away.

_._._

“OH PIZZA SUPREME STAHAHAHAHAAAP!”

“You were the one that challenged me to make the tickle belt from spongebob,” Donnie snarked without even looking up from his notes. This was an invention still in beta so he had to make notes. 

Leo slapped the floor as he again, pointlessly, tried to pull the belt away from where it was buzzing away at his helpless tummy. The vibrations translating through his plastron in the most teasing ticklish way. “AHAHAHA! AH! HAHA! DON!” “On a scale of one to ten-”

“NO! NO! NOHOHO! AHAHAHAAAA! NO SCALE! HAHAHAHA! AAAAH! NO DATA COLLECTIOOOOONNNNN AAAAAAAH HAHAHAHA!” 

“Oh your spiking laughter must be because of the adjusting speed. This is so you don’t get numb to the tickling. Data collection is necessary, however. On a scale of one to ten, how much does this tickle?”

Leo’s face blushed as bright as his face markings as his mind latched on to the question. It would tickle more if it was on his leg or something. Like if it was tied around his thigh? Then he would truly explode. 

And unfortunately, his tendency to ramble meant he accidentally said that out loud. To which Donnie finally turned towards him again.

_._._

“Oh I bet they have more fun tickling me than you!”

Leo looked at Mikey like he had grown a second head. “What?”

“You heard me!” Mikey leaned back confidently with his arms crossed. “The tickle monsters of the family definitely prefer tickling me. I’m just so much cuter when tickled.”

“What!” Leo exclaimed again. “Everyone knows that the face man of the group is always the cutest. No matter the situation.”

“Nuh uh! My laughter is so much cuter than your snorting!”

“Snorting!” Leo clutched his chest. “I don’t snort!”

“Then take my bet!” Mikey cheered.

And that was the context for how Mikey and Leo both charged into Raph and demanding to be tickled. The competition once again blinding them to what they were actually asking.

But Raph was definitely not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Before they could realise the danger they’ve put themselves in, he scooped them both up on his arms. Using a hand on each to tickle both of their sides.

Making them both burst into adorable bright baby brother laughter.

[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.

[radation]

Parrot and the brothers

Lee @mythica0 ler Donnie,Raph,Leo,Mikey

(P.s I am only doing this once and I couldn’t resist doing it since parrot is such a lee and also not to mention I do not write for them, it’s just her hyperfixation at the moment)

(Scenario: the brothers find out that parrot is insanely ticklish)

One day, parrot was chilling with Raph and Mikey, both were playing cardboard games while Ralph was trying to figure out how to spin on his head (don’t ask)

All was going good till Mikey and Leo entered the room, “what’s up guys” Mikey smiled in an energetic mood as he sat next to parrot

“Nothing much, how about you guys?” Parrot asked

“Nothing really, we were actually trying to find you guys and I guess we managed to do that” Leo giggled

Leo,Raph and Mikey both jumped when they heard parrot scream “YES I WIN”

“UGH! You got lucky” Donnie said in defeat and without hesitation parrot had a victory dance

Raph went over to place parrot down because if she kept on dancing, she was bound to hit something

Raph placed a hand on her hip and an “EEP!” Sound escaped parrot’s mouth

All brothers looked at her in confusion then it clicked

“Ooo~ someone appears to be ticklish~” Donnie smirked as he gave a poke to her side

“Wahahit nohoh ihm n-not, I-I don’t even know w-what you’re t-talking about” parrot tried to prove that she “wasn’t” ticklish but was quickly interrupted when she felt her ribs vibrate by Mikey as she squealed and bumped into Leo

Now parrot was surrounded by the brothers

“Oh dear parrot, are you trying to lie? because you know what happens when you lie~” Raph chuckled as he went over and tackled parrot to the ground, and placed her arms under his body weight to block her from resisting

“I’ll get the feet!” Mikey smiled as he went over and sat on her ankles (gently)

“Looks like I’ll take ribs” Said Donnie

“And I’m guessing I’m going with sides” said Leo

As all brothers were ready to start tickling, parrot was already laughing

“Sweet parrot, we aren’t even tickling you~” Leo smiled

“yeha bUHUHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOH” parrot squealed as Mikey started tickle the soles of her foot

“GYAHAHHAHAAHAH RAHAHAHAHPLHH IHIHM BEHEHAGING NOHOHOHOH” parrot laughed as Raph started to tickling her armpits

“DOHOHONIHIHEHEHEHEH IHIHIHIH CAHAHAHANT” Donnie excitedly jumped as he heard parrot squeak

“BAHAHAHHAHAHAHA LEHEHEHOHOHOH NOHOHOHT YOHOHOOHUHUH TOHOHOH” parrot cried as she felt the sensation of Leo stroking her sides

“GUHUHUHYSHSHSHSHAHHAHAHAHAA”

“Yes parrot lee?” All 4 called together making parrot turn red

“Are u blushing because of the teasing or the fact you’re embarrassed you’re such a big lee” Leo smiled

“BOHOHOHTHT”

“yup that makes sense” Raph shrugged

“MEREHHCHYHYHYHAHHAAH, NOHOHOHOH” parrot was shaking her head as she pleaded the boys to stop (she really didn’t want them to stop🤫)

“Parrot lee, parrot lee, parrot is a very big lee” Mikey teased as he spidered all over her feet

“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA GUHUHUYSHSHHAHAHAHAHAH, PLEHAHAHASHEHEHAHAH” parrot laughed

~5 minutes later~

A poke to her belly button

“EEKAHAHAHHAHA”

A jab in her foot

“NOHOHOH”

Spidering in the armpit

“WAHAHAHAHHAHEHEHHE”

Vibrating the ribs

“STOHOHOHOHOP”

All 4 boys gathered up and blew a deathly raspberry on her stomach, and as per usual, sent her to a silent laughter

~ 15 minutes later ~

“Aheha whyhy” parrot giggled as she took a sip from her water

“Because it was fun” mikey smiled

“Plus, you were a flustered mess by the way” leo joked

“Yeah, how come you never told us you were THIS ticklish, if we had known, we would have tickled you from before” Donnie chuckled

“B-but I-I” parrot stuttered

“Wow parrot, are you turning red again? You’re even redder than my mask” Raph teased

All brothers laughed when parrot tried to hide her face in her knees

“We are definitely going to do this again” Raph smirked

The end :3

@mythica0 if she died, send my condolences to her fam-

[veryblushyswitch]

More turtle tots. The more sniffy brothers checking that their siblings are okay. Mikey and Leo are very cuddly and affectionate ( *´ ∀ `*)

[xavitron883]

Leo was getting on Donnie's nerves so he desided to take matters into his own hands

Honestly Leo deserves it

[smiley-star]

Haunted?

Leo is being haunted? He doesn't know who’s doing it or why they are, but it's driving him crazy!

(tickling, sfw, as always tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI! THIS ISN'T FOR YOU.)

Lee: Leo💙

Lers: Future Mikey🧡, Future Donnie💜, Future Raph❤️ + a bit of Future Leo💙

Leo sighed, walking out of the dojo and heading to his room. It was three in the morning, he'd been training since eight the previous morning, only stopping for water and to use the bathroom.

He opened the door to his subway car, closing it and flipping on the light. He was exhausted and aching all over.

He stumbled into the room, yawning and tempted to just collapse on his bed.

“No being lazy, Leo!” He scolded himself out loud as he grabbed his sword from his mount, “One more set, and then you can sleep.”

He started walking back to the door, only to jump and drop the sword as he felt hands tickling at his plastron.

“Wahhahahat?” He giggled, whirling around and seeing nothing.

“That was weird,” He mumbled, turning back and gasping when he saw his sword was gone, “Hey!”

“Who's pranking me!?” Leo demanded, searching around his room, “Guys! This isn't funny!”

He looked through his closet, under his bed, anywhere that someone or some type of tech could hide, but couldn't find anyone or anything.

“Where did my sword go?” Leo muttered, looking around the room and a bit outside of it. He finally left, searching around his train car and then started looking around the lair.

Everyone was asleep, but he carefully searched their rooms but found nothing. He looked through the living room, kitchen, but couldn't find the sword anywhere.

“I'll just use one of the practice ones,” Leo muttered angrily, throwing down one of the pillows he'd lifted while searching throughout the couch.

He walked to the dojo angrily, muttering to himself about ‘stupid portalling swords’ and turned on the light in there. In the center of the room was his sword.

“How did you get here!?” Leo exclaimed, shutting the door so no one would hear any noise from his training.

He hurried over to it, only to shriek about halfway through and double over.

Because suddenly there were hands mercilessly tickling and scribbling at his sides.

“NAHAHAHAHA-” Leo squealed, wrapping his arms around his sides frantically, “WHAHAHAHAHAT!?”

The hands merely lifted his arms above his head, and then another set started tickling all over his plastron and sides.

“WHOHOHOHO IS DOOHOHHIING THIIHIHIHIHS!?” Leo squealed, throwing his head back in laughter and squirming so hard he fell onto his shell, “NAHAHAHAAH! STAHAHAHAP!”

Whatever it was kept tickling his mercilessly, scribbling at his sides, underarms, neck and knees.

“HAHAHAHAHA! AAH HAHAHAHAH!” Leo laughed, kicking his legs and squirming, trying to break his wrists out of the invisible hands holding them.

He squealed as he suddenly felt a raspberry being blown on his ribs, shrieking out laughter and squirming even more.

“NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHT!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs as ticklish raspberries were blown all over his sides, not a single spot left alone.

“TOOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUHHCH!”

The hands all disappeared at once, leaving Leo to lay on his side and giggle, curling up.

He rubbed at his tingling sides, getting rid of the phantom tickling sensation.

“Whahat was that?” Leo giggled, completely flabbergasted.

He slowly pushed himself up, standing upright and shaking his head to focus again. But the second he took a step towards the sword. . .

The hands were back. And tickling even more than before. Leo shrieked, falling over and backwards and curling up to try and cover his sides as much as possible.

“STAHHHAHAP!” Leo squealed, laughing as the hands tickled at his exposed sides and plastron, “HAHAHAAHA!”

They finally left again, and Leo giggled, staring at the sword, “Is it cuhuhursed or something!?”

He stood up again, quickly backing away from the sword and sighing.

Sorry beautiful, I gotta use a boring old sword.

He walked over to one of the storage closets, grabbing an ordinary katana and promptly dropped it as hands started tickling his knees.

“NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo squealed, immediately losing balance and landing hard on his butt as he tried to shove away whatever was tickling his knees.

But he couldn't feel anything, only the merciless tickling.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, trying to yank his legs up to cover. The hands kept his legs still and continued tickling his knees.

“STAHAHAHAP!” Leo squealed, slapping his hands on the ground and happy stimming them, “PLEHEHEHEASE!”

The hands disappeared, leaving Leo to flop back and giggle and gasp.

“So no swords huh?” He asked out loud, squeaking as a hand lightly kneaded at his knee for a moment before disappearing, “I'm gonna take that as a yes. . .”

Leo took his phone out, grimacing at the time; three thirty five in the morning.

“Might as well head to bed,” He muttered, “Can't train with my swords now.”

He got up and headed back to his room, flinging himself on the bed with an irritated groan.

“This is so stupid,” He mumbled, burying his face in his pillow.

It took around two hours, but he managed to fall asleep for a bit.

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“Morning Leo,” Mikey greeted as Leo mumbled back a tired reply, “What are you doing today?”

“Gonna train some more,” Leo said with a yawn, immediately switching on the coffee maker and grabbing a protein shake.

“Oh,” Mikey looked a bit crestfallen, “Will you stay for breakfast?”

“Sorry, Mikester,” Leo apologized, “Got a strict routine to maintain, now if you'll exCUSE ME!” Leo squeaked at the end, hurrying out of the room.

Mikey looked confused, but shrugged. Leo had been acting weird since the invasion. Although he was planning a massive intervention with Dr Feelings and Dr Delicate Touch soon.

Meanwhile, Leo practically ran back to his room, managing to slam the door shut and lock it before the giggling started up.

“Nohohoho!” Leo squealed as he felt hands tickling at his hips, “StahaHAAHAhap!”

He squealed as the hands continued tickling, slightly squeezing too and making him laugh louder.

“OHOHOKAY! I'll gohohoho hahahahave breakfast with thehehehehem!” Leo squealed, and the tickling finally stopped.

He huffed, taking a moment to breathe before heading back to the kitchen.

“Oh hey Leo,” Mikey said, looking upset.

“Uh, I uh- need any help with making breakfast? I think I can skip my routine just this once,” Leo offered, and Mikey's face lit up so much he felt horrible for having refused in the first place.

“Yeah! Go ahead and grab me that bowl!”

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Leo had been training for around four hours now. Raph had joined at about 8 but left around 11. It was now noon and Leo hadn't taken a break or gone to get lunch.

“Hey Leo,” Raph called, poking his head in the door, “Mikey's got lunch for you in the fridge.”

“Alright, thanks,” Leo said, knowing he wasn't going to end up having it. It always made him feel bad, but getting better was more important. It was the only way to protect his family.

Raph left, shutting the door behind him. A few minutes went by, and Leo got a text letting him know his brothers were heading out to some convention.

Angelo: Wanna come with us? :D

Leo: Can't, sorry! U guys have fun tho!!

Raphie: Okay :(

Twinsie: I'm forcing you to join us for the next one.

Leo rolled his eyes, putting down his phone and then went back to his katas.

He heard the faint sounds of his brothers leaving the lair, and then silence.

Right as he shut his eyes and really got in the zone, he suddenly squealed as massive hands started tickling his tummy.

“RAHAHAHAHAHAPH!” Leo squealed, falling over and opening his eyes, only to see absolutely no one.

“NAHAHAHAHT YOU AGAHAHAHAHAIN!” Leo squealed as the ghost(?) continued mercilessly tickling his tummy.

“NAHAHAHAHA- NOHOHOHO!” Leo shrieked, thrashing and trying to cover his tummy with his hands, but even though he couldn't feel anything, it was like the hands were already there and he could only set them overtop.

Leo squealed as the hands tickled harder, making him laugh and kick his legs, thrashing, “TOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHHCH! I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!”

Leo shrieked as the hands continued tickling at his tummy, lightening and then tickling harder. It was unbearable, making him laugh hysterically.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA-!” Leo screamed as he felt a raspberry being blown on his tummy, “NOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHT!”

Leo squealed, laughing and trying to curl up as the hands continued tickling his tummy, before they began gently tickling, almost feather-like and making him giggle hysterically.

He covered his face with his hands, laughing as the tickling started up again and felt his face burning.

He yelped as a large hand grabbed his wrists, lifting his arms above his head and then screamed as he felt raspberries being blown on his tummy and then gently nibbling.

“NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHT!” Leo squealed as the ghost did the thing Raph did; pretending to eat his tummy, he even felt a snaggletooth, only adding to the tickling feeling.

“RAHAHAHAHAHAPH! AHAHAHAHARE YOU INVISIHIHIHHIBLE!?” Leo squealed, thrashing and squirming. He kicked his legs on the ground as more raspberries and were blown all over his plastron.

“NAHAHAH THEHEHEHEHERE!” Leo shrieked as the hands suddenly released his and grabbed his leg. They started mercilessly scribbling at his knee, making him shriek and kick his free leg.

Leo screamed, laughing hysterically as a raspberry was blown across his knee, he smacked his hands on the ground, “STAHAHAHAHAHAP TEHEHEHEASING MEEHEHEHEHEH!”

The tickling continued on his knee for a while longer, before eventually stopping, leaving Leo a giggling mess on the floor of the dojo.

“Whyyyyy is this hahappening!?” Leo giggled, huffing as he rubbed at his tummy to abate the phantom tickles.

He pouted, grabbing his phone and messaging Raph.

Leo: Was that you!?

Raphie: What??? (1 image attached) We're watching a show rn!! It's abt weapons!! U should've come!

Leo: Sorry, I'm busy training!!

Okay so not Raph, he would've admitted to it over text by now. And he was very distracted by the alien weapons show at the convention they were at.

Leo sighed, standing up and stretching, “Alright ghost or whatever thing you are! You're gonna leave me alone and let me train in peace! You hear me!?”

Leo was standing firmly with his arms crossed, looking determined and threatening. For. . .all of three seconds. It was almost funny, really, how quickly he immediately squealed with laughter and fell over, hands clutching at his tummy.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO! LEHEHEHEAVE MEEHEHEHEHEH ALOHOHOHOHONE!” Leo squealed, trying to cover his sensitive tummy as the massive pair of hands tickled it mercilessly, “NAHAHAHA! NOOOO! STAHHAHAP!”

He kicked his legs uselessly at the invisible threat, cackling, snorting, and squeaking as the tickling only got stronger for his efforts.

“WHAHAHAHAHAT DO YOU WAHAHAHANT ME TO DOHOOHHOHO!?” Leo squealed, laughing hysterically as his tummy was tickled.

Leo squealed as one large finger started tracing at his plastron, laughing as his tummy was tickled, but it continued tracing the same shape over and over.

It took all of Leo's focus to realize it was an arrow, pointing towards the door.

“Leheheeave the roohohohhoom?” Leo giggled, squealing as the tickling started again and then the word ‘yes’ was traced like the arrow had been.

Leo shakily got up, giggling like a madman as the hand lightly, almost like a feather barely grazing his plastron, tickled at his tummy as he walked, nearly making him fall a few times.

Leo stepped out of the dojo, giggling as the hand tickled a bit harder and then an arrow was traced pointing towards the kitchen.

“Ohohohokay!” Leo giggled, confused and giggly from the constant tickling. He made his way to the kitchen, where he was immediately tickled harder.

“HAHAHAHA-! I DID WHAHAHAT YOU WAHAHAHNTED THOUGH!” Leo squealed, confused and nearly falling over.

He giggled as the tickling stopped and an arrow was traced, pointing at the fridge.

“The fridge?” Leo giggled, opening it as the hands started tickling gently again, “Can ghosts even eat? Hey! What's a ghost’s favorite fruit? Boo-berries!”

Leo immediately grimaced, he wasn't supposed to be joking or saying stupid stuff anymore. He was supposed to be the serious leader now. Supposed to protect everyone.

He smacked himself on the forehead, shaking his head and muttering, “Stupid.”

He squealed as the hands suddenly doubled down, tickling relentlessly and making him fall over and shriek.

“WHAHAHAHAHAT DID I DOHOOHHOHO!?” Leo squealed, trying to cover his tummy with his arms and kicking his legs.

The hands tickled harder, and Leo screamed as another set started tickling his sides like they had before.

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT-!? THERE'S TWOHOHOHOHO OF YOHOHOHOU!?” Leo squealed, laughing and thrashing as hands tickled mercilessly at his sides and tummy.

He shrieked, banging on the ground with his fists and kicking his legs helplessly, “NAHAHAHAHA! TOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHHCH!”

The tickling finally stopped, and Leo shakily got up.

“You alright, kid? Sounds like someone's dying in here!”

“Leonardo!” Leo exclaimed, rushing over to the future version of himself and immediately engulfing him in a hug.

“Oof-! Nice to see you out of the dojo,” Leonardo said with a grin, “You alright? I heard you freaking out in here.”

“I think I'm being haunted,” Leo exclaimed, face flushed from embarrassment as Leonardo put a hand on his head.

“Haunted?”

“Yeah! Ghosts or some invisible thing keep tickling me!” Leo exclaimed, embarrassed, “Make them leave me alone!”

“Tickling you?” Leonardo repeated, a smirk forming on his face, “Like this!?”

Leo squealed as Leonardo started tickling his tummy, making him shriek with laughter.

“OYAAHAHAHJJII!” Leo squealed, jumping back and giggling.

Leonardo laughed, “I know what's doing it, but you can't see ‘em.”

“What!?” Leo exclaimed, “How do I see them!?”

“Try meditating,” Leonardo suggested with a grin, “If they'll let you, they don't wanna be seen yet.”

“Well too bad! I'm gonna see them,” Leo said firmly, crossing his arms and pouting.

“Good luck, little blue,” Leonardo snickered, ruffling the top of Leo's head, “And get some lunch while you're in here.”

“Ugh, why-,” Leo squealed as hands started tickling his tummy again, quickly disappearing.

Leonardo laughed, throwing his head back in amusement, “That's why.”

“You suhuhuhuck!” Leo giggled, rubbing away the phantom tickling.

“It's not me,” Leonardo laughed, “Eat your lunch, make sure you take a break while training.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Leo muttered, opening the fridge and grabbing the sandwiches Mikey had made for him.

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“STAHAHAHAP!” Leo squealed, falling over backwards out of his meditation pose and squealing as hands mercilessly tickled his thighs.

“NOHOHOHO!” He shrieked as they kneaded and pinched at them, “NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!”

He squealed, laughing hysterically as the tickling doubled down, squirming and kicking his legs as hands mercilessly tickled and kneaded his thighs.

“HAHAHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, eyes shut tightly as happy tears formed in them, “NAHAHAHAH- STAHAHAHAHAHAP!”

He squealed as the hands started squeezing, making him laugh, hands flapping frantically in happy stimming, “NA- HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

He shrieked as the hands pinched, making him cackle and snort.

This is worse than when Donnie does it!

Wait a second-!

“DOHOHOHONIE!?” Leo squealed, feeling the hands freeze for a moment before tickling harder, “WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT!? IT IS YOHOHOHOHOU!?”

He didn't get an answer, instead was just tickled to pieces. Shrieking and squirming and laughing hysterically.

Finally, the hands disappeared and the door to the dojo opened, revealing a smirking Leonardo.

“I got told to bring you some water and make sure you weren't dead,” Leonardo chuckled, walking over with a water bottle and helping the giggling teen sit up, “I see you figured out who it was?”

“Yeah! I dunno how Mikey, Raph, and Donnie learned to become invisible but-” Leo cut off his angry ranting at the sight of Leonardo cackling.

“What!?”

“No! They're not invisible,” Leonardo laughed, putting a hand on Leo's shoulder, “These are my brothers; hamato ghosts.”

“Oh,” Leo said, then his eyes widened, “Oh! Oh! Wait- why have they been tickling me!?”

“We're all worried about you, little blue,” Leonardo sighed, “You're cooped up in here and not living your life.”

“But I have to train more,”

“You can train, but you also gotta take care of yourself and spend time with us,” Leonardo explained, and Leo felt his heart leap a bit at ‘us’, he used to imagine his future self would always hate him, but Leonardo was nothing like how he'd imagined.

“Oh,” Leo whispered quietly.

“Oh indeed,” Leonardo chuckled a bit, “They were tryna keep you from training, and had a bet going on who could get you to cry from laughing first.”

“What!?”

“Yeah, Donnie won,” Leonardo huffed, “Some things never change. Stupid twin always knowing where to tickle us.”

“That is so stupid!” Leo giggled, “I can't believe they did that! That's so dumb! And you didn't tell me!”

Leonardo looked sheepish, “It's not dumb! We were trying to help you!”

“In a dumb way!” Leo laughed.

“Y'know, I haven't had my turn torturing you with tickles yet!” Leonardo said evilly, tackling Leo.

Loud laughter and shrieks were heard not long after.

[savemeafruitjuice]

Tickletober Day 22- Role Reversal

This is a Rise fic! Also, it's based off of the intro to Smart Lair! (The episode starts with Donnie screaming, with Leo and Mikey chasing after him. Raph comes in and stops them, then Donnie complains about never being a mummy. I wanted to explore why he's never able to, and how he would act if he were to be a mummy.)

Lee: Mikey, Leo, Raph (implied)

Ler: Donnie

TW!: SOME SWEARING! SUSPENSE! (Dark rooms, shadows in doorways)

I split the fic into parts to help it go faster, so if there's any misinterpretation as to what's happening, feel free to ask for clarification!

"Can I please be the mummy this time?"

Raph sighed, Leo groaned, and Mikey pouted. "Donnie, if Raph lets ya be a mummy, do ya promise not to get all of of control again.. like.. that time?" The softshell straightened his posture, hands going behind his back in a neat clasped form. "I promise."

The red-themed turtle squinted at his little brother, nodding slowly. "Alright, then.. You can be the mummy." Donnie grinned sweetly, uncrossing his fingers and taking them from behind himself to do a fist-pump. "Oh yeah!"

Leo and Mikey looked on nervously.

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The Lou-Jitsu movie had begun playing, and the four sat down on the ground, going over rules. This happened every time they turned on the film, and they had all seen the movie enough times to remember the intro word-for-word anyway.

"...And no toilet paper wars. It is to be used strictly for costume."

Leo gave a sharp look to Mikey, who only shrugged. "Don't look at me! Raph started it." The slider waved him off, then tossed a roll of toilet paper to his twin.

Donnie almost caught it, sighing as he picked it off the ground. "Just so we're clear, this is directly from the packaging, right?" Leo rolled his eyes, but nodded. "Yes, you maniac-" There was a creaking door from the movie, making each brother perk up. "Shhh! Guys, Lou Jitsu's entering the tomb! Donnie, go get ready!" The purple-themed turtle got to his feet, scurrying off into the other room.

"So!" Mikey clapped. "Who's scared for their lives?"

All three of them raised their hands.

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The lights were turned off, and Leo started standing on Splinter's armchair, quoting along with the scene as it played. "And I, Lou-Jitsu, will defeat you, mummies!"

A metallic sound came from the sewer tunnel. Mikey flinched, turning around, but he saw nothing. He was standing on the ground beside the slider, and gulped, grabbing onto the blue-themed turtle's arm at a flash of silver in the doorway. "I don't mean to break character, but.. I don't think Donnie's keeping his promise.."

Leo gave him an uneasy glance, turning around just in time to catch a glimpse of purple, much closer than a couple seconds ago.. He missed his next line, trying to get back into the rhythm of the movie. "Uh- and.. If any of you try any funny business, I'll.. send you crying to your mummy.."

When the elder turned to his brother, he saw that Mikey's face was pale, and he was inching away from the dark doorway. The sword-wielder turned, only to be met with red eyes staring at them.

"Donnie?.."

"EEEK! SHIT!"

A robotic noise came from behind the two, and the younger jumped up onto the armchair as well, almost causing the both of them to go toppling down as the other wobbled. Leo jumped at a noise behind him as well, the two silently waiting for their brother to enter at his cue. The movie had its cue pass, but nothing happened. A minute went by, the Baha-Blast duo whispering fearfully at each other.

Soon enough, the cue for the main mummy came, and the turtles held each other's arms. Donnie should never have been allowed to be anyone other than the side character who almost dies every movie..

The cue passed. Donnie didn't come.

Leo looked at Mikey, and Mikey kept staring at the doorway. "Dee?.." Another moment passed, and the two almost relaxed into the silence, except each of their sides were latched onto from behind.

"AHH! AHAAH- HAHAH!"

Leo winced at his baby brother's loud screaming, but yelped as well, hands launching down to push away the attacker. "AH! Noho!- DohOHONNIE!"

The blue-themed turtle whipped around, and was met with his twin, eyes staring blankly ahead as his hands dug into their sides. "I am a mummified Egyptian body, I am not Donatello.."

Mikey squeaked as his ribs were dug into, squatting on the top of the armchair when his knees buckled. Donnie only sat on the armrest, squeezing Leo by the thigh, effectively sending him down as well. Leo screeched, writhing on the cushion, trying to dislodge the fingers at his leg. "STAHAHAHAP! KCCH- DOHOOON!"

Metallic spider arms suddenly shot out of his battle-shell, capturing the two's arms in a hand each. Leo squirmed, eyes wide with panic, just above his knee being squeezed at. "HAHAHAH! FUHUCK, STAHAP! HEHAAH!" Donnie gave no response, tickling harder.

Mikey squealed, trying to pull his arms down, but they were pinned high above his head. He wriggled about, trying to twist his ribs out of the elder's grip. "DohoHONNIE! Ihi cahahan't-"

"Groan. I don't care~" The scientist continued to make onomatopoeia sounds, his brothers squirming and flailing. "You're both doomed to face the wrath of the tickle monster! Ghastly noises."

"RAHAHAHAPH! RAHAPH, HEHELP US! HEHE'S- HE'S NOT PLAHAHAYING RIGHT!" Leo screamed, head thrown back in hysterical cackles as his thigh was only tickled at faster in retaliation.

"PLEHEASE, STOHOHOP IT DONNIHIHIEE! NAHAH- EEEEK!-" The softshell fluttered his hand into the youngest's underarm, staring on blankly as the box turtle arched up, giggling increasing ten-fold. The movie played on in the background, but the three were not paying attention. The music escalated, almost ringing out louder than the turtle's laughter.

All of a sudden, Raph came running into the room, tackling Donnie. "Take this, evil mummy!" The softshell tumbled to the ground, almost taking the other turtles with him. Leo and Mikey, now free from his grasp, could escape, the elder grabbing Mikey's arm and rushing out through his giggles.

Donnie twisted, slipping through the snapping-turtle's arms, and jumping away. Raph whipped around, then froze at the dark glare the tech-loving teen had on. It was then that he made the connection between his other sibling's predicament, and his own. Crap..

"Uhuhm- Donnie, what- NoOHO! GET AWAY, YA DEHEMON!"

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Urghh, sorry I'm a bit behind, but I haven't had more than a couple minutes each day to get writing done. I'm doing my best, and as soon as I have more time, I'll get all of them done. Have a great day/night!

[savemeafruitjuice]

WAIT I LOVE THIS!!! THE ANGST- THE SILLINESS- BROO THIS IS SO CUTE!! 😱😱😱💞💞💞

If I may request a Rise fic!! I’m a huge sucker for comfort/cheer up tickles, so could you possibly write a disaster twins fic with Lee Leo and Ler Donnie where Leo’s been having a pretty bad day (because of what is your choice!) and ends up feeling self conscious about himself and stuff, so Donnie decides to cheer up his twin!! Please don’t feel rushed and make sure you’re taking care of yourself ^_^

~ 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜!!! ~

💜💙 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 💜💙

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙼𝚂𝙺𝙽𝚂𝙽𝙺𝙼𝙳𝙽𝚂𝙹 𝙽𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 𝙾𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝙶𝙾𝚂𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄. 𝙶𝙴𝚃. 𝙼𝙴!!! 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝙹𝙰𝙼!!! 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜…𝙶𝚘𝚍, 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢..𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎??? 𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!!!˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟺,𝟹𝟿𝟺

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍…𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝…𝙱𝚞𝚝 *𝙰𝙷𝙴𝙼* 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

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𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙰𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔!!! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚣𝚢…

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙴 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 🕺🏾✨💞🎶˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“I can’t believe you’re doing this to me again.” Leo grumbled under his breath as he rested his mouth on his palm, glancing away from his brother as he sighed loudly. 

“Well maybe if you weren’t so fucking reckless I wouldn’t need to.” Donnie growled lowly, glaring down at his twin.

“I’m not a baby, Don. I don’t need to be supervised like I’m some bomb triggered to explode.” The younger said in exasperation, lying down on his bed whilst grabbing a comic book to read off of his desk.

If Leo was going to be told off and scolded by his dear beloved brow-loving brother, he should at least have something to occupy himself with in the meanwhile. 

The softshell groaned eternally at his little brother’s action, quickly snatching the piece of literature out of the other’s hands and throwing it effortlessly to the ground. 

Uninterested lime green eyes locked with a determined yet fierce light golden, both of them refusing to look away or blink to show their dominance.

But after a while, the red eared slider grew more impatient, looking away again as he picked a hangnail on his thumb, “If you’re going to yell at me, can you just get it over with? I saw a reddit post predicting what’s going to happen in The Umbrella Academy season four and I need to read it.” 

“You can read that later, Nardo. I promise you, that reddit post isn’t going to fly away.” The elder said as he pinched the bridge of his snout, “What I need you to do right now is acknowledge what you did today was stupid, alright?” 

Leo looked away from his older brother, scoffing lightly, “I do stupid things all the time. What stupid action of mine are you wanting to scream at me for this time?” 

The softshell turtle took a couple deep breaths at that comment, drumming his fingers on his left arm in a soothing motion because he was NOT going to give into the urge of strangling his twin brother…

…No matter how much he deserved it.

“I’m not planning on screaming at you— that won’t help anyone or anything.” The purple banded turtle explained calmly…but you could see and tell he was starting to lose his paitence. 

“But you want to.” The red eared slider pressed on. 

“Leo…please. I don’t want to argue right now.” 

“We’re not arguing. We’re just kindly discussing my oh-so stupid descision that unfolded earlier today, right?” The younger twin smirked smugly, his eyes locking once again with his brother. 

When it came to arguments, the leader in blue always had this wonderful tactic to avoiding things: attempting to annoy the other person so much that they drop the subject they wanted to discuss with him completely.

It always worked with Raph…which the red eared slider didn’t know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

But the only downside of doing this tactic was his dumb twin saw right through it…

…And Leonardo despised it. 

“Nardo…you know what I’m referring to. And stop picking, please. Your going to hurt yourself.” The older attempted to say in a tranquil voice, but it personally just sounded like he was one second away from losing. his. shell.

“I sadly do not know what your referring to.” The blue cladded teen said coyly, picking on his hangnail more desperately now, “Care to enlighten me, Tello?” 

Donnie’s expression hardened ever so slightly at his younger brother’s absolute persistence on annoying him out of his right mind so he could eventually drop the subject…but the softshell turtle was not budging.

His twin would have to try way harder than that.

“I’d love to.” The light golden eyed mutant said in a fake sweet tone as he walked over to lean his shell on Leo’s closed door, crossing his arms in disaproval. The elder grabbed his brother’s sword, planting it right next to his foot so the blue banded turtle couldn’t reach for it. 

The red eared slider’s cocky grin turned to a small grimace (shake) as he soon came to terms with what his older brother was doing…

…He physically could not leave from this conversation…literally.

Leonardo crossed his arms, trying to mimick the other’s serious demeanor but was only met with an icy glare in return. 

“What you did during today’s mission was completley reckless and idiotic, Leonardo…and you know it.” The second oldest said, “I had that thug exactly where I wanted him but noooooo. Because you saw me trip you thought it would be a spectacular idea to throw yourself on top of me as that hooligan tried to hit me with his bat!!” Donatello seethed. 

“We’ve been over this multiple times, Leo! There was no reason for you to do that!” The light golden eyed teen yelled, his glare only hardening more as he saw the younger stuttering over his words to try to defend himself.

“I’m not done.” The taller teen growled, all of his calmness and collectiveness thrown completley out of the window.

The slider slightly flinched (which went un-noticed by the other) at his brother’s genuine angry tone, his left leg fidgeting and bouncing up and down like crazy. 

His tactic was really starting to not work in his favour at all…

“Just…stop putting yourself in the middle of danger like you’re just expecting the rest of us to just watch. We’re your family…and most importantly, we can defend ourselves just fine.” 

“Well ihisn’t that hypocritic!” Leonardo scoffed before creasing his eye ridges together in genuine confusion, mumbling to himself, “Hyp…uh…hypocrotic? Hyp…Hypocratic…?” 

“Hypocritical?” The older deadpanned.

“YES! THAT WORD!” Leo said, “When we were fighting Kraang Prime on the ship and he went to take a blow at Mikey…what did you do?”

Donatello scowled, his eyes not leaving his twin, “…I went in front of him and shielded him with my mystic tech.”

“Exactly.” The lime green eyed mutant scoffed, “And how is that any different from what I did, hm?”

“BECAUSE I HAD A PLAN!!!” Donatello shouted, “I planned to accordingly go in front of Mikey so my sheild could protect both him and me. Did it end up turning out perfect? Fuck no. Kraang Prime slashed right through it and me and Mikey went tumbling towards the ground…” The glasses wielding teen said through clenched teeth. 

The light golden eyed teen rubbed his face tiredly, his hands clenching and unclenching in frustration, “But I had a plan. You on the other hand, just zoomed recklessly on top of me and hoped for the best.”

“…I saved you, didn’t I…?” The younger twin mumbled out meekly, causing Donatello’s blood to absolutley boil. 

“That’s not the point!!!” The elder said as he clenched his hands at his sides again.

“Then what is?!” Leo said desperately, “Because from the looks of it, it just seems like you want to yell at me for just doing my job.” 

Leonardo pulled on his mask tails anxiously, trying to calm himself down but ultimately just making himself feel worse by doing the action, “I’ve been trying to be a better leader—“

“Leo—“

“—For you and Mikey and April and Raph and Casey and C.J. a-and Dad! But it seems like no matter what the hell I do there’s always something I’m doing WRONG!!!” The younger twin shouted, blinking back tears as he glared at the ground as if it took his Jupiter Jim comic.

Which…it did. The blue banded mutant wanted it back now, actually…

“I saved you! I-I didn’t even get hurt by doing it but somehow there’s an issue…” The lime green eyed teen murmured, both of his legs bouncing up and down as he tugged on his mask tails harder, “There always is…”

“Leonardo can you please just listen to me?” The older twin said in irritation. 

“But Don I’m—“

“No, Leo! Just listen! That’s all you need to do!” Donnie snapped as he cut his brother off, “I don’t want you leaping head first into harms way! At all! Especially if you don’t have a plan!” The softshell turtle exclaimed as he flapped his hands against the side of his thighs, but his eye contanct remaining on his little brother.

“Oho so now you don’t trust me well enough to know that I can handle myself in combat?” Leo said in a last desperate attempt to make his brother drop the conversation.

“I…” The young scientist’s eye twitched, his eyebrows creasing together as he had to physically restrain himself to not beat the ever living crap out of the other teen, “THIS IS NOT ABOUT TRUST, NARDO!” The light golden eyed mutant screamed desperately, his hands flapping faster as the red eared slider shrunk at his usage of tone, “This is about you not even thinking about what would happen to yourself when you do reckless nonsense like this.”

Leo glanced to the side, his eyes watering as he bit the inside of his cheek.

He just wanted to help and be the leader his brother’s deserved…

But he always found a way to fuck it up without even noticing, huh?

"You don't think about what could happen to you and I hate it!” The elder cried, “What would’ve happened if Raph didn’t come behind the guy and knocked him out cold at the last second, huh?! Would you have just stayed right on me as he continued to beat you with his bat?!”

Leonardo bit the inside of his cheek harder, his legs bouncing up and down more as his fingernails dug unforgivingly into his arms, “I-I’m sorry, Donnie—”

“Or would you have tried to fight him instead?! Mind you, you dropped your sword before coming to me so you’d have no weapon to defend yourself.” 

“You don't think about how much it scares me when you do dumb shit like that! I hate seeing you get hurt…I freaking loathe it.” Donnie rested the back of his head on Leo’s door, taking a couple deep breaths and hugging himself in an attempt to calm himself down.

Jeez…when the hell had he started yelling? His throat stung like a bitch now…

And when had he started shaking like a bobby head?!

The older twin’s expression softened, pinching the bridge of his snout once more, “I care about you…so fucking much, okay…?” The purple banded turtle said gently as he gradually started to simmer down and become more calm, “Your my twin…my little brother. And I hate to be repetitive but I-I just despise seeing you hurt…physically or emotionally…so please just…”

The young scientist’s eyes widened, peering down at his brother who did not seem to be following…at all. 

Leo’s eyes were wide as saucers as he hit his arm with his fist repeatedly whilst obviously trying to suck in whatever tears dared to try and escape. 

The taller turtle basically ran to his distressed twin, trying to stop him from harming himself any further but was only met with a low grunt.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Fucking shit. 

Wonderful job, Donatello! You yelled at your brother so much he shut down!

Even though you knew he can’t fucking stand being yelled at and the whole point of you even being here was to explain what he did wrong collectively and calmly because that was the exact oppositeof what Raph does when he’s worried…

But no! You yelled at him anyway.

Wonderful job, Donatello…wonderful. job. 

The older twin sighed sadly, gently grabbing his brother’s wrists so he would stop hitting himself. The two brother’s shared eye contact once again, an unsure lime green meeting an understanding yet uncertain light golden.

“Nardo…” The softshell started, squeezing the other’s hands gently, “…Are you with me, bud…?”

Leo just nodded quietly, squeezing back. 

“God…Nardo I’m so sorry…” The older muttered, “I don’t…I don’t know why the hell I lost my cool like that. I-I’m sorry I yelled. I shouldn’t of yelled…I-I just…” Donatello sighed, squeezing his brother’s hands once again. “I’m not angry with you. I…I was just frustrated.”

“Well, no…let me rephrase: I am angry with you— livid even. You know damn well enough that when you do those kinds of things my heart literally jumps out of my shell. I need you to put into consideration that I would like to live to at least seventy-seven…”

The younger twin giggled wetly, fidgeting with his brother’s fingers as he spoke, “…Why seventy-seven?”

“Albert Einstein died when he was seventy-six…I can and will outlive him.” The light golden eyed teen said matter-of-factly, “But back to what I was initially saying…I know you meant well. You saw that I was in trouble…and you dropped literally everything in order to help me get out of said trouble. You don’t think of what happens to you…you just do it because you’ll know if you do we’ll be alright…”

“I-I just…I just wanted to protect you…I-I just wanted to help…” Leo tried to explain.

“I know. I know, Lee…” Donatello sighed, rubbing the slider’s knuckles gently with his thumb, “But you need to understand that with you trying to protect us that way, your putting us in the same situation your trying to keep us away from.” The elder explained lightly, smiling softly as him and his twin’s forehead’s touched. 

“You’re getting hurt— or at the very least almost getting hurt. We’re feeling the same anguish and guilt you would feel if any of us did that. I get that you want to be a good leader and shit…but you can lead well without doing that…okay?” 

Leo fiddled with the other’s fingers a bit more, his bouncing leg starting to calm a bit, “I’ll…try to be more careful when it comes to me protecting you guys like that. When I see you all in trouble…I just…react. I don’t really care about what happens to me as long as you guys end up okay. But…I’ll try to be more careful. And if I ever end up, like, being a bit too reckless…you can just tell me…deal?”

“Deal.” Donnie nodded, squeezing Leo’s hands one last time before letting go, wiping his twin’s eyes with his hoodie sleeve, “Now please stop crying or you’re going to make me start crying.” 

Leo snorted, examining the other’s now tearing up expression, “I think it’s a bit too late for that…” 

“GAH! FUHUCK!” Donnie cursed, wiping his own eyes as the slider laughed loudly at his exclamation.

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“Leo…don’t you think you’re getting a bit too big for this…?” Donatello grumbled as Leonardo was on his lap, getting all nice and comfy as he rested his chin on the older’s shoulder. “Noooope.” Leo drawed out, making a dramatic popping noise at the end of the 'p', “'Sides, this is what you get for making me emo earlier.”

“…I said I was sorry…I didn’t mean to shout at you like that. I was just concerned…” 

“I know that, you worrywart. I was just kidding.” The lime green eyed teen said lovingly, squishing his brother into a tighter embrace. The older let out a short shriek at the hug but of course didn’t mind the other being so clingy. 

If the young scientist really and truly did mind? Leo would’ve been pushed to the floor by now. 

The two twins shared a comfortable silence…well…a semi-comfortable silence.

The purple banded teen felt…off. His younger brother had this…look in his eyes; like he wanted to say something but was afraid of what Donnie would say or how Donnie would react.

Which was so damn dumb Donatello didn’t even know how to explain it.

“…There’s something else on your mind.” The taller turtle hummed, his suspicions only rising as the other glanced to the side. “Uhm…no there isn’t. See? This is why I call you a worrywart.” Leonardo said, tapping his fingers on his thigh nervously. 

Very convincing Leo…very convincing.

“Don’t even try lying to me, Leon. My older brother and twin senses are tingling. You can’t argue against that kind of logic.” The scientist said matter-of-factly. 

“What are you, Spiderman?” The younger snorted. 

“We shall never know.” The older shrugged, a small smile spreading to his face as he saw the other snort softly at his statement, “Now stop deflecting. Spill.” 

“…Can you…adjust my elbow braces…?” The red eared slider muttered.

“…Why can’t you do it?” The other questioned. Not in a malicious way; he was just genuinely curious. 

“I like it when you do it. You make it more firm, y'know?” The blue banded turtle whined dramatically, “Pleeeeeease?”

“Ugh, Jesus— fine. But drop the pout…you look ridiculous.” The taller mutant sighed, lightly grabbing his brother’s arm as he readjusted the braces. 

The purple banded turtle meticulously took off the other’s left arm brace, tracing his twin’s elbow to make sure it was healing correctly— which the slider couldn’t help but wriggle slightly to.

As the older twin put the brace back on, he looked at the other turtle in complete worry, “…Why are you squirming around so much?” Donatello asked in confusion. 

“…No reason.” Leonardo stated, but let out a tiny squeak as Donnie lightly pinched his forearm. 

“Yohou okay…?” The glasses wielding mutant giggled.   

“I-I’m fihine!” The smaller turtle insisted, covering his mouth as he let out a loud shriek in result to his brother now lightly scribbling his forearm. “EEEEE! P-Plehease moohoove yohour hahahand!!” The younger sputtered out, hiding his face in the crook of the scientist’s neck which the older turtle couldn’t help but let his heart melt to.

“Oh.” Donatello hummed, biting back an amused laugh, “Sorry. Sometimes I forget how ticklish you are…”

“Snrt I-Ihihi’m nahat ticklish. I juhust don’t wahant your hand thehere…” 

And isn’t that quaint. 

If Donnie had a penny for every time Leo said he 'wasn’t ticklish', the softshell would be richer than Elon Musk.

“…Right. So…you wouldn’t mind me doing this then?” The young genius mused as he scribbled one hand over his twin’s ribs. “EEEEHEH! Duhuhude noHOH!! F-Fuhuck yohou!” The younger twin managed through his small giggles, pushing on his brother’s plastron to try and escape while he still could.

The elder laughed fondly at his little brother’s futile actions, hugging him closer as he lightly tickled him, “Nahardo! My brohohother in Christ gehet back here or you’re gohoing to fahall off of the bed!

“N-NOHO!! LEHET ME GO!” The lime green eyed teen screeched loudly, kicking his legs and pushing even harder on the other’s plastron, his eye’s widening in panic as his older brother casually lifted him up and pinned his arms above his head, his plastron now facing up on the bed.

Eugh boy…

Donnie grinned, sitting on the other’s thighs as he wiggled his unoccupied fingers in the air near the slider’s side, “That’s better~!”

“WAHAIT WAHAHAIT snrt PLEHEASE DEEHEE!!” The red eared slider cried, kicking his legs from underneath the scientist.

If he was going to go down…he would at least go down fighting. 

“I haven’t even touched you yet, you goof…” The older twin chuckled. 

“B-BUHUT YOHOUR GOHOHONNA!” 

“'Gonna' what, exactly?”

“TihiHICKLE ME!!” 

“Tickle you? Well, why didn’t you just say so in the first place?” Donatello snickered, using his free hand to skitter his fingers along the crook’s of the younger’s neck. 

The blue banded turtle squealed, shaking his head back in forth whilst scrunching his shoulders, “GAHaha— snrt EEEEHEEHEH oho cohome snrt OHAHAN!!” 

“What’s wrong, Leo? I thought you said you weren’t ticklish~?” The older teased.

“Snrt STHDHAHAH! Shuhut UP! IHI’M naHAT!” The younger shouted, tugging and pulling his arms to try and get his hand’s free from the other’s grasp. Donnie just laughed softly at the action, wiggling his fingers above his little brother’s stomach. 

The lime green eyed teen’s eyes widened in panic, thrashing in the hold to try and loosen his brother’s grip but the purple banded turtle did not budge even a smidge. 

Leo’s laughs became more giddy and loud as he continued to squirm, small squeals and snorts escaping his beak as his twin brother’s hand went sloooooowly to his stomach. 

“N-NOHO NONONONO DAHA— snrt DOHON!!” The smaller turtle snorted, hiding his face in the side of his arm which Donnie couldn’t help but giggle to. 

The light golden eyed mutant rested his hand on the slider’s plastron, making the younger turtle’s laugh raise almost a thousand octaves. 

“DOHON’T snrt DOHON’T DOHOHON’T snrt YOU DARE!! YOHOUR SOHO MEEHEEHEEAN!!” Leonardo whined, hiding deeper into his arm and becoming a giggly flustered mess.

The older twin shook his head fondly at his little brother’s embarrassed state, taking the opportunity to tickle the younger’s stomach while he wasn’t looking. 

Leo let out a loud scream, descending into high-pitched cackles as even louder snorts followed, “HAHAHAHELP!! IHI’M SNRT BEEHEEING SLAHAHAUTERED!!” 

“I’m quite literally only using one hand, Nardo. Stop being dramatic.” The light golden eyed teen mused whilst watching his brother snort and squirm, “And here I thought I was the dancer of the family. Look at you! You’re making up a whole dance routine right now!” He said as he let go of Leo, crossing his arms in amusement. 

“S-Shuhuhut snrt up…” The younger twin wheezed out, hugging his middles as he playfully glared at his purple loving brother. 

Then, a lightbulb went on in the scientist’s brain, a smug smile spreading to his face, “Hm…you know, Lee—”

“Dohont call snrt me thahat!” Leo giggly interupted. 

“Uh-huh. Well, Lee…did you know that the underarms are one of the warmest places on the human body?” The scientist said. 

The lime green eyed mutant cocked his head to the side in confusion, “Soho?” 

“Soooo my hands are cold. Very cold, in fact. I’d be forever in your debt if you could—”

“NO! NONOHO WAHAY IN HEHELL! G-GOHO AWAHAHAY!” Leo squealed, reaching for his brother’s wrists as the elder tried to tickle his neck once again.

Sigh…Leonardo made this too damn easy sometimes.

The glasses wielding teen wasn’t just going to miss this oh-so-definetly-not-planned opportunity! The softshell scribbled his fingers along the slider’s underarms, making the younger let out a loud squawk as he shot his arms down. 

“NAHAH AHAHAHA— snrt GEHET THEHE HEHELL OHAHA— snrt OHOHOUT!!” Leonardo cried while banging his heels on the bed. 

“What~?” Donnie hummed inocently. 

“GEHEHET AHA— snrt GEHET. OHOUT. OHOF THEHEHERE!”

“Awe…why~?”

“BEEHEECAUSE IHIT’S SOHO BAHAHAD!!!” 

“And?” Donnie chuckled, “That sounds like a you problem, little brother.” 

“AHHHAHA— snrt GAHAHAD FUHUCK YOHOU!!!”

“Pardon…what was that?” Donnie questioned as he pinched where Leo’s hip met his thigh. “N-NONO— snrt NAHAHAH!! I CAN’T— snrt PLEHEHEASE I’M snrt SORRY!! I-IHI TAHAHAKE IHIT BAHAHCK!!” 

“Nah…I think I’ll just stay riiiiight here for a bit…” The taller turtle smiled, using both of his hands now to tickle Leo into a laughing and snorting blob.

The younger weakly hit his big brother’s arms, throwing his head back as he squeezed his eyes completely shut. 

“…And you know what, Lee~?” 

“WHAHAHAT NOW?!” 

“I’m feeling…kind of famished.” The elder mused, his smile almost looking like the signature Joker’s as he saw his younger brother’s face pale. 

Leonardo scrambled to sit up, fighting with his brother’s arms as he giggly protested, “PLAHA— snrt PLAHAHEASE! PLEHEASE snrt D-DOHON’T!!” 

Donnie pinched his brother’s thighs unforgivingly, “You should have thought about that before yapping such ill nonsense about yourself.”

“WHAHA— snrt WHAHAHA— snrt WHAHAT DIHID snrt IHIHI snrt EVEN SAHAHAY?!” The lime green eyed turtle cackled, flapping his hands on the mattress. 

It took literally everything in the older twin not to coo his baby brother’s adorable actions; instead, he lightly moved Leo’s hands away, smiling evily as he lowered his head to the other’s plastron, “You don’t even know. Guess you really want this, huh~?” 

The blue banded teen kicked his knees into his brother’s shoulders and shell, throwing his head back in complete hysterics whilst waiting for him complete and utter demise. 

The softshell wasted no time blowing raspberries after raspberries in the middle of his younger’s stomach, making sure to move the other’s hands away any time he tried to push at the young genius’ head. 

Donnie didn’t feel like getting brain damage after all.

Plus, he had his signature glasses ᴅᴏɴᴀᴛᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛᴍ on! And those were trademarked…as you can wonderfully see. 

“God…can you get more ticklish?” Donatello giggled, squeezing and squishing the red eared slider’s knees with one hand and scribbling his sides with the other whilst contuinung to raspberry Leo’s stomach. 

“DEEHEE DEEHEEHEE SNRT PLEHEHEASE!!! IHI SNRT DAHAHAH— SNRT DAHA— SNRT DAHUNNO!!” The smaller turtle screamed, happy stimming with his arms on the taller twin’s shoulder.

Donnie couldn’t help but chuckle, deciding to show his twin a tad bit of mercy as he nibbled his stomach lightly. 

The slider let out bloody murder from his beak, happy tears threatening to fall from his eyes as his bubbly cackles and snorts bounced off the walls of his room.

“Jeez…I think Peppa Pig has some competition, huh~?” The light golden eyed mutant snickered.

“PLEHEHEASE!! TEHEHELLO SNRT IHI’M GOH— SNRT GOHOHA— AHAHA SNRT MYHYHY SNRTGAHAHAHAD!!!” The smaller teen pleaded.

“Do you promise to stop putting yourself in between danger and your family?” The older hummed. 

“YEHEHES!!” The younger cried loudly.

“Do you promise to go easier on yourself?” 

“YAHA— SNRT YAHA— SNRT YEHEHES!!!”

“Do you promise to accept your doing an amazing job as leader and we all love you—”

“MY SNRT FUHUHUCKING SNRT GAHAHAD!!! IHIHI SNRT GEHET IT!!” Leonardo shouted, his blush now completley blending into the red stripes on his face. 

The softshell turtle got off of the other, sitting next to his little brother as his little brother in question hugged his middles and giggled tiredly. 

“Y-Yohou could ohof juhuhust sahaid ahall of thahat wihihithout tickling meeheee…” The younger grumbled despite the evident smile on his face.

“And where’s the fun in that?” Donnie smiled back, his expression softening as Leo got up and leaned against him softly. The older wraped an arm around the younger’s shoulder, pulling him closer into a warm, protective gesture. 

“Ahand would yohohou look ahat that! Ihi got yohour emo bahad boy ahahass to smile todahay. Your eheeven hugging me~!” The blue banded leader spoke softly, his voice filled with affection as he poked his twin’s forehead cheekily. 

“You tell anyone that and I will not hesitate to deny that extremely untrue statement.” The scientist huffed, rolling his eyes fondly as his smile spread.

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

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

[veryblushyswitch]

Mutant Mayhem ~ tickle headcanons 🐢❤️💙💜🧡

This movie was absolutely fantastic so of course I had to make my own tickle hcs for these four little dorks 💖 I fell in love with their personalities and cannot wait to watch it again and again!!

Leo 💙

*So insanely ticklish-

*Just look at him!!

*He gets ganged up on by his brothers a lot. And I mean- A LOT.

*They do it mostly to convince him to go see movies or stay out later when Leo wants to go back home after doing what they needed to do.

*They’ll also tickle him just cause he needs to loosen up sometimes.

*No matter how many times he gets tickled, whenever he’s asked if he’s ticklish he’ll deny it.

*Even while he’s being tickled to death he’ll deny it through his laughter. That is until his bothers all go for his worst spots at once.

*Oh and when April comes into the picture, you better believe they tease him even more about it.

*He thought he was flustered about tickling before?? Oh Leo honey-

*The thought of April finding out he’s ticklish and even better worse, taking advantage of that is a new feeling he’s never experienced before till that first meeting.

*He finds himself getting into lee moods, which are so confusing to him.

*Because before, he never really wanted to get tickled by his brothers. He didn’t hate it when they all goofed around, but actually wanting that type of affection from someone, let alone his crush, was something he had to get used to.

*And he never got used it to say the least.

*He’s such a ticklish little guy, and like I said earlier, gets flustered so easily.

*I’d say he’s most ticklish around his sides. Always jumps and yelps when he’s poked there and his brothers do it to him constantly.

*He’s also got a very ticklish shell.

*For some reason it makes sense to me.

*Like, running your fingers and nails along his shell will have him giggling his heart out.

*Is definitely the curl up into a ball kind of lee.

*I don’t know why but I feel like he’s so sensitive to light tickles just about everywhere. 💙💙💙

*His arms, hands, neck, plastron, everywhere.

*Leo needs tickle aftercare. So hugs and a compliment or two are a must.

*Mikey always gives him a hug, Raph will give him a noogie or a head ruffle, and Donnie is the one that gets the water and/or pats his back.

*I can’t lee Leo is so adorable 😭💙

*As a ler, he’s so playful. And can be pretty merciless when the others deserve it.

*Loves being able to have fun with his brothers when they’re not training.

*He and Mikey give the best aftercare according to all the brothers and April. Leo gives lots of compliments and reassurance.

*His favorite brother to tickle is Mikey. Something about tickling Mikey just always brings a smile to his face.

*His favorite person to be tickled by, however, has gotta be April. And my gosh he’s a flustered ler when it comes to her-

*Leo wasn’t the one to find out she’s ticklish though. It was probably Mikey or Donnie poking at her side. They seem like the little siblings to her older sister in my mind.

*Leo saw this and he went crazy- Her laugh was his favorite sound and her smile made his heart flutter. He couldn’t stop thinking about it.

*The first time he tickled her, he only tickled her for a few seconds because he got too flustered by how adorable she looked to keep going.

*April of course noticed this and tickled him till he told her why he was blushing so hard. Cue April blushing this time and tickling Leo yet again to hide her embarrassment.

*I love them so much guys they’re so cute- 💙

~

Donnie 💜

*Such a bratty lee in my mind.

*But that facade crumbles after a bit, and then he starts begging.

*He’ll be all talk and then someone will wiggle their fingers at him and he squeaks.

*His laugh is just full of shrieks and squeals.

*You also cannot convince me that his voice doesn’t crack while he’s getting tickled!

*His underarms and feet are killer tickle spots.

*He’s pretty sensitive everywhere, but those two spots have him absolutely cackling.

*Raph will tackle Donnie onto his stomach and pin his legs down so Mikey and Leo can tickle his feet.

*He goes ballistic, and it’s even worse since he can’t see them while he’s on his stomach.

*Leo will tickle Donnie on his plastron and ribs while trying to sing kpop songs Donnie has shown him.

*Donnie laughs even harder at how funny Leo sounds trying to sing in Korean.

*Leo will laugh along too saying, “Hey! Ahare you laughing at me?! I think I sound great!” Then continues to tickle Donnie.

*Leo’s reassurance aftercare makes Donnie melt and get all giggly. 💜

*He secretly reads kpop tickle fics on tumblr. ✨

*And he watches all of the tickle compilations.

*He thinks it’s super cute when he sees his idols do it in a video or in a fic.

*There’s times when he likes to daydream about being in BTS. Dancing, singing, and having tickle fights with the other members.

*April is like the older sister he never had, so of course he also gets tickled by her.

*Since he wears a lot of hoodies now, April will come up behind him to pull his hood over his eyes and with her other hand she’ll squeeze his knees while he can’t see.

*Even though he tends to get tickled quite a bit, he prefers to be the ler.

*He loves teasing and using anticipation while he’s tickling his brothers.

*My mind goes back to the part where he’s dangling the phone in front of Leo’s face while Raph and Mikey hold him back.

*That screams teases his brothers into oblivion to me. Especially towards Leo because how can he not tease Leo when it’s so easy to fluster him?

*Loooooves using anticipation tickles. They work especially well on Mikey and Leo.

*Donnie and Raph are the two tickle monsters of the family believe it or not.

*Raph is the one who pins down Mikey, Leo, or April and Donnie does the tickles and teases.

*Or they’ll let their victim squirm free while they both go after their worst spots.

*He loves having tickle fights with Mikey. Who doesn’t in his family of course, but him and Mikey are really close so he doesn’t mind at all when Mikey turns the tables.

*Donnie will pretty much always win though.

*Raph is a different story.

*I don’t think Donnie has ever successfully tickled Raph without help from his brothers.

*But when he does have help, Raph is in trouble.

*Donnie’s smug and teasy attitude comes out and he goes full ler mode.

*He’s more merciful with Leo and Mikey, but since he can’t get Raph on his own, he takes his time tickling him.

~

Mikey 🧡

*Gets tickled the most by everyone.

*How can you not tickle him??!!

*I love how the tmnt fandom in general agrees that all the Mikey’s have incredibly ticklish necks.

*His knees are also a really bad spot. Especially the backs of them.

*You better believe his brothers tickle him there all the time. From a random squeeze to get his attention to full on blowing raspberries on the backs of his knees.

*Poor Mikey 🧡

*I can also see him having a ticklish face. Like if you gently tickle around his cheeks and chin, he completely melts into a giggly puddle.

*Mikey got a lot of cheer up tickles before they were accepted by society and could go to school.

*Leo tickles him the most, like I said above. Leo will give Mikey random scribbles to his neck and Mikey crumbles.

*He genuinely loves being tickled 🧡

*Finds it fun and a great way to spend time with his brothers. Also just loves laughing and being able to let go of all his stress.

*Mikey’s favorite form of affection to give and receive are tickle hugs. He loves hugs in general, so adding tickles into the mix makes them ten times better.

*Hear me out- Mikey and Mondo have tickle fights!!

*Mondo and Mikey are both equally outspoken about how much they love tickles and just affection in general so of course they tickle each other.

*They’ll poke each other and squeeze each other’s sides till one gives up. Both giggling up a storm because they’re having so much fun.

*Mikey being on the improv team at school is so accurate and funny to me.

*I could see his brothers and April pretending like they’re going to tickle him because of a random scenario they improvised out of nowhere.

*And while Mikey is giggling out no’s, they go, “The first rule of improv is never say no, Mikey!”

*He is so incredibly air ticklish it’s insane.

*Raph, Mikey and Donnie will have him on the floor kicking his legs and they’re just hovering over him wiggling their fingers right above his tickle spots.

*Mikey can’t take anymore and finally yells, “Just tickle me already!”

*They all coo and can’t help but awe at the cuteness of their baby brother before tickling him to pieces.

*An absolute menace when he’s a ler.

*Starts with gentle tickles then gets harder as the tickles go on.

*Is also the master at sneaking up behind and tasing his siblings sides. Even gets April too.

*Mikey is the only ones who can tickle April and get away with it without her getting revenge.

*He’s so happy and giggly while tickling her that she can’t help but just hug him to death afterwards.

*Speaking of hugs, the man needs hugs after he’s tickled. It’s required. And vise versa.

*He always gives hugs and snuggles as aftercare.

*He’s just a snuggly little guy who deserves all the tickles and hugs in the world 😭🧡🧡🧡

~

Raph ❤️

*First of all, I just wanna say how much I love how affectionate he is with his brothers.

*Picking up Leo, wrapping his arm around Leo, shaking Leo’s shoulders when he agreed to the plan, letting Mikey jump on his back, etc.

*It’s so cute ❤️

*That being said, he’s obviously a big tickle monster to the rest of his siblings.

*Also can we talk about him saying “Cootchie! Cootchie! Cootchie!” when they met Genghis Frog!! Ler Raph is canon guys.

*Will take any and all opportunities to give a little poke or completely wreck his brothers.

*Him and Leo have tickle wars. Not fights- wars.

*Raph is almost always the victor, but Leo has gotten him a good few times.

*They’re a terrifying ler duo against Mikey and Donnie. They sometimes have competitions to see who can make Mikey and Donnie laugh the most. It’s all in good fun though and they never take it too far.

*He loves pinning his victims down. He’s a wrestler so he’s great at it too. Much to his brother’s dismay.

*Raph is this big stoic guy who acts all tough, but he’s just as ticklish as his brothers.

*His ribs and plastron are his worst spots. He kind of hates that they’re so accessible too.

*But he can’t lie that he doesn’t have fun getting tickled by his brothers.

*Like how Mikey would get cheer up tickles before they were accepted, Raph gets them after because of words said before they thought they were going to die.

*His brothers decided he needs more tickles and brother bonding time after that. ❤️

*It’s mostly them pinning him down and tickling him before they all get into a cuddle pile.

*He’s genuinely terrified at how good April is at tickling-

*He can’t seem to pin her down or get her laughing as much as she can make him laugh.

*She’s just really good at tickling his plastron, and having more than three fingers on each hand definitely helps.

*I can see him and his wrestling friends having sleepovers and wrestling all night which lead to tickle fights.

*They also get curious about his shell and the fact that he’s a talking turtle. So they end up “examining” him which was just them poking and prodding at his shell and stuff which really tickled.

*He gets them back though. He’s incredibly strong and has tons of experience with tickling.

*Raph doesn’t really blush when he’s flustered. He kind of gets all defensive and tries to turn away from whoever’s teasing him.

*If he’s pinned down, however, he’ll close his eyes and turn his head away. That is until he’s getting tickled and his eyes are now wide open trying hard to fight off his offender.

*Is a big kicker so whoever’s tickling him has to be careful. He’s accidentally hurt his brothers a few time because he flails so much.

*He doesn’t mean to, he’s just a squirmy dude.

*Is a raspberry menace and no one can convince me otherwise.

*He thinks they’re silly and the sounds that come out of his brothers mouths when he uses them are so hilarious.

*His brothers are terrified of them. They tickle like hell-

*Raph is the most susceptible to them though. 🙃

*He. Lose. His. Shit. 👏

*Mikey, Leo and Donnie can make him agree to anything if they all raspberry his platoon at once.

[turtletimewriting]

For the Scientific-based Tickle Prompts!

what do you think of 18 with lee mikey or leo and ler donnie

ROTTMNT prompt: “On a scale of 1-10, how much-stop laughing i’m asking a question- how much does this tickle?”

Ler Donnie and Lee Mikey

(Here's the prompt list, please feel free to send some more!)

_._._

Mikey was used to being called into Donnie's lab. He was the only one that kinda got it. Leo and Raph both got too bored sitting around in the lab while Donnie worked, seemingly ignoring them. They had yet to figure out the hack!

Mikey would just do his own sketching and art too. Both of them working separately together. There was no pressure to talk or be polite. Just a way get lost inside his own ideas alongside someone else. Since he had done that enough times now, it was the usual for Donnie to invite Mikey to the lab to test something or go scavenging together.

And he had been called in earlier today.

He was greeted by the usual scene of Donnie frantically running around with some scary looking machinery in his hands. "Yo Don!" Mikey cheered as he happily dumped all his chewed up copics on the floor next to the beanbag that he moved into the lab.

"No time for art, Michael!" Donnie cheered with a smile that was slightly too unhinged to be wholly sincere, "I need a test subject."

"Sure!" He chirped.

Donnie pulled him to the centre of the lab before pulling out this skeletal looking frame. "Arms up!"

Mikey obeyed and tried to control his flinching as Donnie had to attach the metal framing along the lip of his shell and down his legs. His older brother's hands gently yet firmly skirting along his sides was a llittle embarrassing. It was held down by these soft straps.

The frame was made from these thick metal poles that sat across some of his most ticklish spots, along the edge of his shell and pressing against the back of his thighs and knees. Mikey definitely caught sight of Donnie's evil scientist smirk which told him that this was on purpose.

"Uhhh, can I ask what this is about?"

Donnie cackled the word cackle out loud, "Oh little brother. Don't you think that Leo has been getting a little too big for his shoes. His recent behaviour indicating he mayhaps needs to be taken down a peg."

"Wait!" Mikey realised, "Is this about the fact that he tickled you so hard you cried the other day?"

Donnie stared at him. "No."

Mikey grinned. "Are ya suuuuuure?"

Donnie's face flushed. "I need the perfect way to show him his place. Below me. So I need you to test this tickle machine I designed?"

"Wait, a wha- AAAAARGH!"

Donnie switched a flick and the frame came to life. The frame gently buzzed and was tied loose enough for it to wiggle and jolt along with his movements. He squealed as his sides tingled with the unrelenting tickle.

"HAAAA! HHAHAHAHAAAAA!"

"Now this isn't going to be a perfect test since you and Nardo have different tickle spots. Leo is pretty much a living tickle spot, but his legs are very ticklish. But I couldn't figure out-"

"DOHOHOHOHON DON! HAHAHAAAAAAA! AAAAAAH HAHAHA!" Mikey tried to grab for the desk as his knees gave way in his ticklish weakness.

"Shush, Michael. I'll need your feedback later. I couldn't figure out a way to have the frame reach his inner thigh and also the back of his knees. But I still think this could be effective."

Mikey wiped away the tears beading at his eyes. He wobbily reached a hand out like Donnie would save him.

Don slapped away his hand like he was being annoying. "So now I am going to ask for your feedback."

Mikey's feedback was that it tickled. The buzzing was so unlike the tickling squeezes and spidering of his siblings. An unusual tickle that seemed to fill his brain. The laughter kept coming and coming. It probably looked like he was dancing from how violently he was flinching to escape the endless maddening tickle across his sides.

"On a scale of 1 to 10, with one being not at all and ten being I'm going to die, how much does this tickle? Like in general."

Donnie could barely be heard over Mikey's squealing as he fell on to his plaston and therefore pushed the frame more into his stomach. "HAHAHA! HA! HA! AAAAAAARGHAHA! A LOHOT? HAHA! HA! DON! I-I CAHAN'T DO THIHIHIHIHI HAHAHAHAAHAAA!"

“On a scale of 1-10, how much-stop laughing i’m asking a question- how much does this tickle? How much does it tickle on your legs? Would this, oh just off the top of my head, would this be enough to make Leo cry from laughing?"

"HAHAHAA!"

But if anything, Mikey was a good lab assistant.

"HAHA! AAAAH! HAHAAA! L-LIKE AN HAAHAA EIGHT! HAHAHAAAA! THE HAH THE... hehehHIIHHAHAAA! THE PADS ON THE KNEEEHEHAHAHAAAAAAA KNEES ARE A NICE TOUCH HAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!"

Donnie pulled out his clipboard to frantically note this down.

[xavitron883]

Oh

MI

GOD!!

I love this dork so much!!

Casey needs all of the affection and the turtles will provide.

Plus how can they not wreck him?

[savemeafruitjuice]

guess who found the thing :)

Old returned feelings

🎂: ROTTMNT - more specifically MNMC

🧁: Leon (future leo)

🍫: leo and Donnie

Summary: Leon gets a lee mood for the first time in a long time.

A/N: Leon is future Leonardo and Leo is present Leonardo. Also, damn this is long . But it was also so fun to write.

TW; a single cuss word

Old returned feelings.

Well, this is new..Not really, it had happened to him before, but it had been so long. It felt unfamiliar. A lee mood.

That’s right, the depressed Leon..wanted to be tickled.

It makes a little sense if you think about it, a depressed middle-aged man going through a lot and feeling tremendous guilt….

It’s no surprise that he wants to get out of his head and laugh for a while.

No, the surprise comes when you think about the fact that this isn’t an ordinary lee mood. It’s a lee-onardo mood.

Leo’s lee moods are simultaneously well-known and completely unknown.

Everyone knew that Leo got these “episodes” where he would be more annoying or immature, somehow make even more ridiculous one-liners and also never leave his brothers alone.

This was Leos way of provoking his brothers into satisfying his lee moods, without them ever knowing.

Sometimes , it would work. One of his brothers (usually Donnie) would get fed-up and tickle him until he couldn’t breathe.

But most of the time, they didn’t. And he would spend all his free time thinking about it until it either went away (which could take weeks) or he got what he wanted.

While the obnoxious behavior is the most noticeable, there are other signs of a classic Lee-o mood.

These are very strange to see in a normally somber person. Things like always having a small smile, needing to struggle to stifle a constant urge to laugh, flinching away in anticipation when one of his brothers passed a little to closely.

He hadn’t felt it in a long time. Leon supposed a dangerous war made even the most uncontrollable happy moods disappear, leaving them as a distant memory .

Despite that, Leon knew what was happening to him as soon as he woke up.

His ticklish spots buzzed with phantom sensation, and although his normally sad thoughts were still present, this massive bubbling feeling in his chest overpowered it.

His Lee moods always did trump his other emotions.

The other turtles were still asleep in their little pile, breathing softly and wearing relaxed expressions .

Leon, on the other hand, was wide awake. Visions of scrub brushes taken to the edges of his shell, or fingers working their way under his arms, leaving him holding back snickers underneath his brothers.

The older slider gently climbed out of the pile to go train a bit, maybe take his mind off his tremendous lee mood.

He was still plagued with these giggly visions as he stood up, having to leave the small snickers in his chest to avoid waking his family.

He was still smiling and slightly giggly when he left, not noticing the smaller sliders eyes watching him walk away.

💙💙💙💙(time skip)

As soon as the rest of the turtles woke up, and Leo actually saw the older version of himself doing daily activities, he knew what was up.

He would recognize the signs of his own lee moods anywhere .

All the tells were there.

Small smile? Check

Slight mirthful gleam in the eyes? Check

Looks like he’s penting up laughter? Check

Absolutely amazing one-liners? Double check.

The rest of Leo’s brothers were a little surprised at Leon’s sudden cheery demeanor and oh so very Leo-esk behavior.

But not Leo, he knew exactly what was going on.

—————-

Donnie knew something was up. What exactly? He didn’t know.

All he knew was that Leon wanted something.

He was being extra annoying and telling a bunch of very dumb jokes at breakfast. He kept staring at the turtles with a smile , not of fondness, but excitement. There was a hint of hope in his eyes, as if he was just waiting for something to happen.

All signs that he wanted something, but what?

What is going on?

Donnie decides to ask Leo , he’s the one most likely to know what’s up with future-him.

—————-

Leo was about deciding to help future him out with his little issue, when Donnie knocked on his door.

“Come in” he called, waiting to see what his tech-genius of a brother wanted.

“What’s up, DonTon?”

“I was going to ask you that, but, about future you.” Came the monotone response. Donnie always got straight to the point.

“You noticed too, did ya?”

“Yeah. But what is it?”

“Simple. He’s in a lee mood. Can see it plain as day, checks aaaaallll the boxes.” Leo says, dragging out the all for emphases

“Y’know. I thought he just wanted something. But that actually makes a lot of sense. It would explain why he keeps flinching slightly whenever I walk past.”

“Yup!” Leo says, popping the p, “did you also notice the fact that he’s holding back laughter and smiling like crazy?”

“I did notice the smile, although I can’t say I realized he was holding back any sort of laughter.”

“Yup! I was actually about to go help him out. Would you like to join me?” Leo smirked, offering his hand as if to ask for a dance.

“I would love too.” Donnie returns the tone, not taking the hand but walking towards the med-bay where Leon was staying, whispering under his breath “so you get these too, huh?”

“Oh, sush, you.”

—————-

‘I’m going to go insane if I don’t do something about this soon’ Leon thought, after another round of visions and giggles poured from him.

He just couldn’t. stop. thinking. about it.

He wanted to be tickled already god dammit.

Specifically, his underarms and the shell around them was buzzing like no tomorrow. Light laughter was pulled from him, stored all throughout his body and lungs.

He didn’t know what to do about it. His old methods of provoking weren’t working, because he was older and not the annoying brother the other turtles were used too, acting more like a father figure.

He was stewing in this feeling, almost like a carbonated soda that’s been shaken. All bubbly and tingly and nearly ready to burst.

Then, the door to the MedBay opened. He was expecting Casey coming to greet him or Mikey telling him it’s dinner time.

What he wasn’t expecting was younger him and Donnie.

“Sup old man” Leo called from the entrance, giving a slight wave of his hand, “we came to help you with the little problem you’ve been dealing with today.”

Wordlessly, Leon looks over to Donnie, a silent question.

“He already knows.”

“Indeed. I have become aware of your … conundrum… And have agreed to assist you in the matter.”

A small, anticipatory smile forms on his face, only growing wider when Leo says,

“Hey Donnie, get his arms, will ya?”

“My pleasure. Anywhere specific, Nardo?”

“No need to ask him, I already know. I can see the signs,” he speaks before pointing to the areas the buzzing is strongest, unrelenting now that it was actually happening-

“Here.. and here? Right?” He continues with a cheeky smirk.

Unable to respond, not trusting his voice to not break, Leon just gives the smallest of nods. It’s enough for Leo, who gives Donnie a signal.

Donnie takes it , and pulls out two little metal claws from his battle shell and ‘oh crap that’s gonna tickle like hell’

Not that Leon really minds, of course.

Donnie situates the claws above his underarms, poised and ready , like a scorpions tail.

Leon giggles more in anticipation.

Leo places his hands on the edges of his shell, before whispering (intentionally loud enough for Leon to hear him)

“Three…..” ‘why is he dragging it out?!’ Leon’s whole body is fizzing at this point. And he’s silently begging for his young counterpart to hurry up already

“Two….” The air is filled with anticipation and small giggles “ONE!” Leo shouts, and as soon as he gets the word out, both smaller turtles touch down their weapons.

Immediately a wave of ticklish bliss washes over Leon, happy giggles rolling out one after another.

His laughter is falling on top of itself, because it’s been waiting all day just at the surface of his throat, leaking slowly, waiting for the floodgates to open and come spilling out.

That wonderful feeling of pure, unadulterated glee, transferring from the others fingers and tools, bleeding into his body and straight to his brain.

The tingly sensation he’d been feeling all day is replaced with the euphoria caused by the metal arms under his and the clawing at his shell.

The metal arms start moving down the rest of his side . Moving quickly and in such a tickly fashion, up and down his side, leaving him in stitches.

Leon feels like he is going to burst with happiness at this point, filled to the brim with the amazing feeling of uncontrollable , unfiltered, unstoppable laughter that he hasn’t experienced in so long.

Tears of mirth spring to his eyes as he lays there , laughing out of his mind and lungs. He is having so much fun and he never wants it to stop.

Both of the younger turtles smile, it’s wonderful to see their grumpy , depressed version of Leo smile, and laugh, and be oh so happy.

Leo, knowing he’s revealing one of his own weaknesses, gives Donnie a significant look, before taking a deep breath, and giving Leon the biggest raspberry he can muster on to the center of his plastron.

Leon screams with pure joy, followed by insane laughter and cackling, still filled with happiness. The tears that were collecting in his squeezed shut eyes stream down his face. He’s smiling so wide the others are worried he’ll split his face in two.

This is the greatest feeling ever, Leon concludes. He was giddy, pure laughter and amusement flowing through his veins, replacing the oxygen in his lungs and the blood in his heart.

He wants this feeling to go on for ever and ever.

But, he needs to breathe at some point. He slightly taps the table underneath him and Leo takes the signal, gesturing to Donnie to stop.

He does so, retracting the metal claws and looking down on Leon, his face split by a wide grin and tear tracks down his face, leftover mirth still glittering in his eyes.

Leo comes back with a glass of water, Which Leon gratefully drinks and smiles. He’s so full of smiles.

“Thanks guys, I had a lot of fun. “

“We could tell.” The others say in sync.

Leon glances up in memory. “I’ve missed these old returned feelings.”

—————THE END——————————————