#Mutant mayhem tickle

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~ 𝚈'𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠…𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛. ~

💙👻🩵👻💙👻🩵

(𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚝 𝙶𝚋𝚘𝚢𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾 𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚟��𝚊𝚗𝚝𝙰𝚛𝚝)

̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟷𝟸: 𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 (𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 💗)

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟸,𝟼𝟷𝟾

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢🩵

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 🐢💙

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕…𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 (𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎’𝚜) 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘…𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔 ☺️🫶🏾!!

𝙸.𝙸. (𝙸𝙼𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙾): 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎 = 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗, 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖 = 𝙻𝚎𝚘!!!

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙻𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢😙🩷🙌🏾˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Yeesh…you have a deeper Raph chasm than Raph himself…” The red eared slider lightly joked as he caught a glimpse of his smaller counterpart. 

The younger counterpart in question didn’t even seem…remotely phased by the remark, looking over the city of NYC like it was going to be his last time doing so. 

But the smaller turtle felt like he was being slightly watched…(which, he in fact was) he then looked up and locked eyes with his older counterpart. “…Huh? W-Were you talking to me?”

“Nope. I was just talking to my imaginary friend Mr. Snoozle— of course I was talking to you.” Leon said sarcastically, raising an eye ridge at the other teen. 

Leo blushed slightly at the elder’s sarcasm, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, “Sorry…I-I was spacing out…I do that a lot.”

“Yeah…no kidding. I’ve been talking to you for the past ten minutes and all I’ve gotten from you were six 'mhm’s', three 'yup’s' and seven 'dang that’s crazy's'.” The older one snorted, “If I didn’t know any better, it seems like you don’t wanna talk to me.”

“No! I-It’s not that!” The smaller turtle immediately protested, fiddling nervously with his fingers as he gazed at the streets of NYC once more. 

Which…was really the only thing he could do right at this moment. 

Besides…the city always looked so…pretty in the evenings. 

Well, if there wasn’t crime happening…

…Which was, like, a good 40-50% of the time but still.

“So…what is it, then? Why did you take me to a random rooftop in the smack middle of NY? 'Cuz, no offense…but I was having a nice first place winning streak in Fashion Famous before all of this.” The taller turtle said.

The honey brown teen raised a doubtful brow, “…You play Fashion Famous?”

“Psh…who doesn’t?” Leon scoffed, “But that’s a question worth discussing for another day…” He said as he leaned his shell against the rooftop guardrail as he looked up at the afternoon soon to turn to evening sky, “So tell me..what’s going on, dude?”

“…I…I needed to talk to you…” Leo mumbled. 

“I…can see that.” The elder giggled, “But, what did you wanna talk about?”

The younger fiddled with his fingers nervously again, picking at his thumb’s hang nail slightly as he avoided the other’s gaze entirely now, “…How…H-How do I become a good leader…?” 

Leon blinked in confusion, darting his eyes around the rooftop looking for someone else before letting out a humorless laugh, “Uhuh…whahahat?”

“I-I said…how do I become a good leader…?” Leo repeated, a bit quieter this time.

“…You’re asking me that?” The slider asked incrediously.

“Yes…!” Leo emphasized, getting off of the rail to look at the taller turtle, “How do I—”

“U-Uh…this is…flattering and all, b-but I reheally think you should talk to my Raph about…that.” The red eared slider interrupted, rubbing his arm anxiously and tensing up a bit as the other mutant looked at him with confusion and distraught.

“What? Why!?” Leo asked, getting up from the ledge to look fully at his older counterpart.

“Well, I’m not the oldest turtle in the family like you. I’m the second youngest. Raphalla has more experience, more wisdom and aaaaall that good stuff.” The lime green eyed turtle said as he grimaced awkwardly, picking at a hangnail as well.

Great minds think alike, I suppose…

The honey brown eyed mutant blinked, “I…so? Your still the leader of your team—“

“Welp…this conversation has been fun but I gotta go—”

“But—”

“I have a toooooon of stuff to do now that I think about it…”

“B-But I—”

“And besides, I’m sure your leadership skills aren’t as bad as you think they are—”

“PLEASE!!” The younger shouted as the older tried to leave, making the other flinch slightly at the sudden and random yell, “…Please. J-Just a small piece of advice! A-A hint…! Anything!” 

The taller mutant sighed inwardly, turning around as he crossed his arms— not in a malicious way…but it was really the only form of body langauge he could do at the moment other than picking more at his skin…

…Which, he promised Donnie he would try to stop doing…

“…Why do you want my input so bad…?” The lime green eyed teen asked, mentally cringing at how weak and fragile he sounded.

“I…I don’t know.” The younger mumbled quietly as he sat down against the ledge on the building, hugging his knees to his chest, “I just…figured you would know some stuff…”

“Some…stuff?” The other pressed.

Leo rolled his eyes, “You know what I’m taking about; being a good leader and all that shit!” 

“Pfft— HAH! Trust me, dude…I’m just as lost as you are with this whole 'being a good leader' thing.” Leon chuckled, sitting down next to his counterpart.

“…What are you talking about?” 

“I just became a leader, like…two-ish weeks ago? I dunno…the past weeks have been a complete blur.” The red eared slider explained, holding in an amused snort as he saw how genuinely shocked the other turtle was by his new lore drop. 

“My Raph was originally the leader of the team but after my family defeated the Shredder…my Dad was just all like: 'Blue, you’re the new leader now' and the rest was history…” 

“…Just like that?” The honey brown eyed teenager asked in pure surprise. 

“Just like that.” Leon confirmed. 

“Well, fuck me, then…” The smaller teen grumbled in defeat, burying his face in his knees as the other let out the amused snort he’s been holding in, “I’m good, thanks.” 

“You know that’s not what I meant.” The younger grumbled at the older’s immaturity. 

…He needs to make a mental note to himself to never let his own Mikey and Leon be in the same room with one another…

“I personally think you have nothing to worry about, though. You seem like you’re doing a pretty good job—” Leon tried to say. 

“But I’m not!” Leo exclaimed as he interrupted the older, mentally punching himself for making a loud outburst again, “I-I’m…not…”

“My brother’s don’t listen to me.” The smaller teen explained, his voice either demonstrating frustration or self-depreciation…

…Leon couldn’t tell.

“They always assume I want to be bossy or I want to be controlling but in reality I just wanna protect them!” The honey brown eyed turtle seethed, “I-I just want to be there for them a-and help!!! I knowthat we’re all the same age and I guess it seems like I’m babying them but I kinda have to because they aren’t responsible! They wouldn’t know responsibility if it walked up to them and punched them straight in the face!!”

The lime green eyed mutant rubbed his arm, tapping his fingers on his knees to try and calm himself down; getting overwhelmed was not a good look on him. 

Plus, it clashed with his autumn shade. 

“…Just, uh…trust yourself…?” The elder tried. 

“But I don’t!” The younger shouted, “I’ve tried and tried and tried to lead but they just. don’t. listen! I-I can’t lead people who don’t want to be lead!” 

“…Your Dad picked you to be the leader for a reason—”

“Well I don’t even know what that damn reason is! ” Leo seethed, burying his face into his arms, “My brother’s want Raph to lead…they don’t want…me. They want someone collective and strong and dependent as their leader; someone who they can be relient on…s-someone who they can trust…”

The smaller mutant let out a wet scoff, looking to the side of himself, “…I’m none of those things…” 

Almost on cue to the emotional moment, Leon slapped his younger counterpart upside on the head…hard. 

Leo let out a small squawk, rubbing the back of his head as he glared at the other. 

“What the freaking hell was that for?!” Leo seethed. 

“For saying a bunch of dumb shit!” The older seethed back, “Y'know that’s my job, right?” He said as he crossed his arms, glancing straight ahead as he saw the sun peeking out from behind a building….

…It was honestly giving the Attack on Titan intro and Leo wasn’t complaining one bit.

“Look…I’m not going to lie to you; being the leader isn’t easy.” The lime green eyed teen exclaimed knowingly. 

“Gee, I wonder what gave you that idea.” The other grumbled under his breath. 

“Just let me cook!”

“Well, right now you’re burning.”

Leon just rolled his eyes at the smaller’s sassy remark, continuing, “I get it, okay…? Being the leader is…challenging. Especially when you know the people your supposed to be leading don’t…want your leadership— or at the very least aren’t used to it.”

The lime green eyed teenager got up, brushing his legs off as he looked over the building’s rail, seeming like he was…trying to remember something, “It’s…a lot. Your still a kid but you’re literally forced to manage all of these responsibilities and high expectations everyone has for you…”

The older sighed, playing with his mask tails as he glanced at the ground, wishing it had an answer to his and Leo’s predicament, “A-And you don’t…you don’t know what those expectations are…” 

The taller mutant sighed, looking back at his younger counterpart, “But you just…gotta keep going…y’know? Your Dad picked you to be leader for a reason, I’m sure.” Leon assured. 

“But my brother’s—”

“'Want Raph?'” The red eared slider said, “Wehell, you aren’t Raph, now are you?”

“…no.”

“Exactly. So stop trying to compare. You’re Leonardo. Lead how Leonardo would lead.” The elder smiled softly.

God, he sounded so freaking…wise right now!!!

“But…I don’t know how Leonardo leads…that’s why I’m asking you…!!” The younger said. 

Leon snorted, “You gotta figure it out, then! Only you can determine how Leonardo leads. Yes…we’re both Leo’s in a sense but we’re different people…you feel me?”

“I…I-I feel you.” The honey brown eyed teen nodded slightly, “I just…I just don’t wanna mess anything up, I guess…”

“Hate to break it to you…but you 100% will. That’s the great thing about being, well…you. I don’t need to be an alternate version of you to know you fuck things up constantly.” The older Leonardo joked lightly, his soft smile turning to a smug grin as he saw how appalled his younger self got at the comment. 

“And you’re going to fuck up a lot of things when you’re leading your brothers…I’d be lying if I said you wouldn’t. But…overtime you’ll get better…you won’t be perfect…but you’ll get better.” The elder announced, looking over his shoulder to lock eye’s with Leo, “And sooner or later your younger brother’s will learn to trust you to lead them…but you have to trust yourself first.” 

Leo’s eyes widened slightly, looking back at his older self with nothing but…respect and compassionnow. 

His advice actually made…sense. Which is an actual shock because all the things he usually says is just plain old gibberish. 

“So, you gonna pay me?” Leon asked as he sat back down. 

“Huh?” The younger said as he tilted his head in confusion. 

“I said: Are you gonna pay me?” The older asked again, “Advice doesn’t come for free, y'know.” And in a result to the random question and statement, Leo scratched the side of his head, glancing away nervously, “I mean…I have some Jolly Rancher wrappers in my pocket if you’d like that.” 

The older Leonardo raised an unamused brow, biting back a genuine smile at the younger’s attempted transaction. 

“…I’ll…take that as a maybe…?” The shorter mutant quietly guessed. 

“I’ll pass…but I appreciate the offer.” The red eared slider laughed, wrapping his younger counterpart in a hug as he rested his hand on his side, squeezing it comfortingly, “With you and me as our brother’s leaders…there’s absolutely nothing we can’t solve!” 

The older mutant faltered, scratching his chin in sudden realization, “Besides girls…I still haven’t decoded them yet.” 

Leo randomly let out a laugh at the joke, shaking his head as a couple snorts and squeals followed. 

The older Leo raised an amused brow, chuckling lightly at the other’s giggle fit, “Ohoookay…it was never that fuhunny.” 

“Ihi nehehever sahaid ihat— snrt! Yohour hahahand!!!” The younger Leonardo squeaked, holding the other’s wrists loosely. “Oh.” The lime green eyed teenager hummed, his amused eyeridge raise now becoming…smug, “You don’t happen to be…ticklish, do you?” 

The smaller mutant gulped as his counterpart muttered out…the word; and so casually too?!

“N-Noho! N-Nohoh I’m nohot!” The honey brown eyed turtle squeaked out despretley, letting out a city-wide squeal as Leon pinched his hips with his free hand whilst still trapping/wrapping him in a hug. “Really? Well, last I checked, people who 'aren’t ticklish' don’t usually squeal when their hips are squeezed, bud.”  

“Ihihat’s— snrt! Juhuhust stahap!!” 

“If my memory serves me correctly, you said you 'weren’t ticklish', right?” The elder said as he wiggled his free hand near the other’s stomach. 

Which, in fact, was enough to keep the other boy completely howling with laughter. 

Leo screamed, twisting and turning to try and steer away from the tortuous fingers, “N-NohO nohOHO snrt WAHAIT-!!!” 

“Soooo…you obviously don’t mind this, right?” Leon smirked as he used his left hand to scribble around the smaller turtle’s tummy while his right hand wrapped around his shell and tickled his underarm. “IHI MIHIHIND! IHI snrt MIHIHIND snrt AHA LAHAHAT!” The younger mutant squeaked out in panic, flailing and shouting about. 

“But why~? You’re obviously not ticklish.” The red eared slider shrugged casually. 

“IHI SNRT SNRT AHAM!!” The smaller mutant suddenly confessed, pushing on the taller’s chest, “IHI AHAM SNRT  IHIHI AHAM SNRT SNRT IHI SNRT AHAHAM!!” 

“Oh! So…you lied to me?” The older mutant questioned as he clamped Leo’s thigh repetitively.

The complete audacity of this kid…

It was impressive, honestly…

Leo hiccuped, burying his head in the elder’s shoulder, “NOHO! IHI— snrt! GYAHAHA PLEHEHEASE!!” 

“Noho! You lied to me, you little twerp! Ugh…the betrayal! And here I thought we were having a nice little bonding moment!” The red eared slider cried dramatically as he stuffed his hands in Leo’s underarms.

The younger Leonardo loudly squawked, snorting up a storm as the elder continued to relentlessly tickle him to pieces, “L-LEHEEEEEEEHEON!!”

“Hm~? Yeah~? What is it, bud?”

“PLEHEHEASE!! NAHAT SNRT SNRT THAHAT!!!” The honey brown eyed mutant squealed, his yell bouncing off the walls of the buildings of New York. “Why~? Is it your tickle spot~? Your tickle tickletickle spot~? 'Cuz your tickle tickle ticklish~?”

“SHUHUT UHUHUP!!” The smaller turtle howled as Leon scribbled his nails along the other’s plastron patterns, “OHO MY GAHASH YOHOUR SOOHOH MEAN!!!”

“Mean?” The lime green eyed teenager repeated innocently, “I’m not mean~! I’m just asking you a couple questions.” 

“I-IHIHI CAHANT SNRT SNRT SNRT BREATHE!!” 

“That sounds like a yohou problem, but hey! That’s just me…” 

“OKAHAY!!!” The younger wheezed, happy tears pricking out of his eyes; awaiting to fall, “STOHOP! STOHOHAP!!” 

“Stopping stopping…” The elder teenager giggled, doing as he promised and stopping. He wrapped his younger counterpart in a hug, letting the shorter turtle snort and snicker in his shoulder once more, “You got this…okay?” He assured. 

“W-Whahat…? Whahat snrt snrt doohoo I snrt hahahave??” Leo questioned through his giddy laughs which Leon couldn’t help but huff fondly to, “The…Thehe leading thing, dude. You got it, okay? Just remember what I said and you’ll be fine.” 

“I dohon’t eheheven remember whahat yohou said toohoo beehee honest..” 

“I can tickle you again to help you remember—“

“N-NONOHO IHIHI’M GOOD!” Leo emphasized, hugging his middles and burying his head into Leon’s shoulder deeper. The elder just hugged him tighter, resting his cheek on the top of the younger’s head.

The two didn’t know a thing when it came to leading…

But they were going to try…they were going to try leading…

…Because that’s really all anyone could ask for…

Their best. 

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

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

[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- 💙❤️🧡💜

[veryblushyswitch]

This is so adorable oh my gosh- 🥺💖

JUST FINISGED MUTANT MAYHEM, IT WAS SO COOL

lee!leo ler!april

SPOILERS AHEAD

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The squad were all watching a movie after school. It was one of those cheesy movies that take place in high school. April cringed hard at the current scene, she didn't know how much longer she could take. She then heard the most adorable and goofy giggle coming from the blue clad turtle beside her.

"That's adorable" said April

"Huh– what is?" asked Leonardo.

"You laugh, it's so precious" she cooed.

The other brothers snickered at Leo's exspense.

"No it's not" Leo said with his face turned a darker shade

"Oh yes it is" April said as she began squeezing his sides.

Leo jumped and immediately broke into giggles.

"PFTHAHEHE gUHUYS hehHELP ME" he called out for his brothers who had left him to suffer April's wrath.

April moved her hands to his ribs, prompting him to throw his head back and flop on the couch they were sitting on.

"Ahaprhihl" he giggled

April was absolutely enjoying breaking Leon to a giggly pile especially knowing damn well that he's letting her, because let's be for real, he could break out if he wanted.

"Breaking news, Leo is the most adorable little lee" teased April

April shot up into his armpits and he immediatley brought his arms to his sides.

"*SNORT* GEHET OUHUT OF THEHERE PLEAHAHAHSE"Leonardo started to lose his shit.

"I can't, my hands are stuck" said April who then started to laugh with him.

April simulataneously blew a raspberry on his plastron to test the waters. Leo let out a high pitched squeal.

"WHAT IS ALL THIS NOISE"yelled Splinter who has been woken up from his sleep.

"Uh oh" both teens muttered.

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TMNT

2003

2003 t-word HC !

« Give me that remote ! »

(Lee! GN!Reader , Ler's! Leo, Raph, Don, Mike)

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« The lair games w/ T-sibling reader !! »

(Lee!reader , Ler's! Raph , Leo , Donnie , Mikey)

[tastybluesprite]

I cant wait for the new mutant mayhem movie to come out because I’m gonna make so much fanfic with them lmfao.

AND WHATS MORE IT COMES OUT ON MY BIRTHDAY LIKE I CANT WAIT ITLL BE SUCH AN AWESOME BIRTHDAY PRESENT

[veryblushyswitch]

MUTANT MAYHEM TICKLES OH MY GOSH!!! 💖

Very Late Tickletober Day 29: Wake Up!

Summary: Mutant Mayhem's Raph has been charged with waking up Donnie. (Lee Donnie, ler Raph)

Note: Warning this is a tickle fic for those somehow confused!

._._.

Donnie gradually became aware of the morning but there was nothing on this planet that would get him to open his eyes. School was amazing and just as fascinating as he always dreamed it would be. But it was tiring of six straight hours of talking with everyone and meeting new people and paying attention and doing work.

The footsteps above their sewer was heavier and the traffic was rumbling with the bumper to bumper morning work run. But he nestled further down into his blankets. He kept his eyes closed and relished in the cozy heaviness of sleep.

Until he heard his tent zip slowly being unzipped.

One day, his brothers would realise that it didn't matter how slow they unzipped the tent, it still made the loudest most obnoxious noise right beside his head. They were not being sneaky.

He still didn't bother opening his eyes. Aware or not, they would see him still sleeping and then leave him be.

The person paused for a moment once his tent was fully unzipped. But he couldn't fully relax as he could still feel them hovering over him.

Just enough time had passed for him to almost open his eyes, when he was suddenly shoved violently inside his sleeping bag.

"C'mon Don! Wakie wakie, eggs and bac-y!" Raph obnoxiously hollered despite shoving him further into his sleeping bag. Once he was fully trapped inside, Raph quickly zipped up the bag to totally trap him.

"Raph!" He screeched, kicking out wildly.

"Should've woken up when you were supposed to!" Raph sang as if the universe had blessed in the night with the mission of becoming the most annoying person on the planet.

Donnie grunted as the world tipped violently upside down. His arms were way too tight as Raph grabbed him and was now bouncing him around the room. "Raph! Let me go! Leo! Dad!"

The shaking stopped. "You snitch."

Donnie was dropped back down on to his blanket pile in his tent but Raph must be grabbing the zip as Donnie couldn't pry open the zip from the inside out.

Raph had piled his huge self on top of the sleeping bag. Donnie kicked him again and he felt him shift. He went to break free but the bottom of the bag was unzipped.

Trying to awkwardly amble out of the bag, Raph quickly snatched up one of his frantically kicking leg and held it in a choke hold. His stupid dumb body weight pinning him inside the bag.

And Donnie knew immediately what was coming next.

You did not grow up as a younger sibling without knowing what came next when someone suddenly grabbed your foot.

The noise that erupted from him was probably closer to a seagull than it was a turtle. Not that he could see but Raph's evil grin took on a maniacal twist.

Donnie let out an anguished shriek as Raph's fingers met his sole. The instant flustering jolt snapped up his spine. A light spidering sensation across his sole that sent his brain into haywire.

"RAAAAPHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAAAA! AAAH! RAPH!"

Raph giggled himself as Donnie's other leg kicked depserately at his back through the sleeping bag. Hey, it's a good thing turtles have a shell.

"Awww, goochie, goochie goo! Should somewone have gotten up earlier? Is the baby brother tickwish?" Raph cooed with an ear piercingly gross baby voice.

Donnie thrashed out but the zip remained pinned with Raph and the tickling tingles continued to rake along his sole. He would despise the whole situation later but right now, he was being attacked and had no shame. "HAHAHAHAAAA! DAAAAD! HAHAHA! DAD!"

"You would've been late for school. You should thank me. Maybe I'll stop if you thank me!" Raph snorted to himself, grabbing his toe to hold it back. He delighted in scribbling under his toes and across the ball of his foot.

Donnie thrashed somehow even harder. His own laughter warming up the bag grossly. His foot flailed against his grasp but his brother's grip remained firm. He was flailing like a fish out of water, his back arching and bouncing around madly. "SCHOHOOL? RAPH YOU IDIOT! HAHHAHAHAHAAAA! AAAAAAAH! RAPH! IT'S AHA HAH A SATAHAHAHA SATURDAY!"

"Yeah, right. As if I'd believe that," Raph said.

"Uh, hate to break up your attempt to murder Dee, but he is right. It is a Saturday," Leo said lazily.

"LEO!" Donnie screeched as loud and high that only dogs could hear. Had he been there the whole time! He had called out to him! Wait, was Mikey there just watching too. If any of them recorded him then he was going to specifically learn how to code just to give them the nastiest viruses he could conjure.

Finally the tickling stopped, the grip on his ankle loosened. "Wait what?"

Donnie ripped his ankle free and finally shoved his brother off him, taking absolute joy in ripping open the sleeping bag. He broke free with a dramatic gasp, flopping back. His chest was heaving and he stared off into the distance.

Raph was such an idiot.

An idiot who interrupted his lie in just because he couldn't check his damn phone!

"Yeah, it is a Saturday," Leo said.

"Huh," Raph hummed, "Aw man, I could've slept in."

"You could've slept in!" He finally found the energy to pounce back upright and immediately tackle his brother to the floor.

He was going to kill him.

Leo merely rolled his eyes and continued scrolling through his phone and enjoying the lazy Saturday.

[anxious-lee]

Hey! Me again from the Mutant Mayhem ask! Just a quick one though. I just wanted to know if it would be okay to send Mutant Mayhem tickle headcanons through the ask box.

OF COURSE 😃! I welcome headcanons or any sort in my ask box!

[snackugaki-jestsjapesjokes]

TMNT x music

The Iteration: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem

Who made the reference: Meta reference; played during fight sequence

The Band: Blackstreet

The Song: No Diggity

...Listen, I was surprised as fuck it played during that fight scene. And then absolutely tickled. A jam then, a jam now.

[afreakingdork]

Weak Spot - Chapter 39

RotTMNT Donatello x Reader

Amazing chapter art by @garbagemilkshake

Warnings: Aged-up Turtles, Romance, Meet Cute, Villain Donatello, Cussing, Crushes, Xenophobia, Fear, Intimidation, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hurt/Comfort, Love, AFAB Reader, Vaginal Sex, Sex Rough, Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Creampie, Teasing, Scent Kink, Sexual Tension, Breeding Kink, Multiple Orgasms, Cunnilingus, Fellatio, Marathon Sex, Somnophilia, Intercrural Sex, Bondage, Feral Behavior, Feral Donatello (TMNT), Mating Cycles/In Heat, Public Sex

Synopsis:  A love story of villainous proportions! Though it hadn’t come easily, as these things rarely do, you found yourself in a whirlwind romance with a handsome and mysterious mutant. His idiosyncrasies had been easy to ignore as attraction grew into something more. However, will love endure when the unknowns about him end up being far darker than you ever considered?

Warnings Below Cut.

Also available on Ao3

First 💜 Previous

Warnings: mentions of domestic abuse and kidnapping

Please keep yourself safe.

Static. 

Words. 

Someone left a radio on. 

No. 

Sharper than that. 

A speaker. 

A phone call. 

“-I know you ain’t second guessing my scanner!”

“You tell me then! No phone!? Who doesn’t have their phone on them!?”

“I’unno, but it sure as hell ain’t my problem.”

“There has to be something!!!”

“Boy!”

“A microchip! Maybe it’s too small to pick up!?”

“That’s not how it works!!!”

“Just stop trying to explain it to him; I gave up years ago.”

“The hell?! I’ve been working with you fools way too long to just let that go. You were looking right at me when I explained it to you last week!”

“Now…. let’s say… Hypothetically, that I was looking at a particular green that was stuck between someone’s teeth…”

“…”

“…”

Cough.

“I’m done. Over. Nada! That’s it! I’m going to unleash Mayhem and let him take you down.”

“What?! May loves me! He would never!”

Squeak.

“See!”

“No, I am not putting you on camera!”

“Uh, Leo…”

“Whatever, fine! Go through your snore sesh again then if you’re so adamant!”

“You-!”

Chirp.

“Fine.”

“Mhm.”

“Next time I see you, I’m slapping you for that tone.”

“Can it not be the face? I had a bruise for like six weeks last time.”

“It’s definitely going to be the face.”

“April!”

“Hush up and listen.”

Groan.

“The scanner connects to the natural energy of the body. It’s mystic! It won’t miss anything; it doesn’t matter how small, organic, inorganic, whatever! Your brainwashed victim isn’t brainwashed, augmented, or anything else. They have nothing hidden on or in them. There’s nothing whatsoever. Now say ‘I’m a dummy’ if you understood.”

“I’m a dummy.”

“It is no longer going to be the face.”

“Thank you! You’re the best!”

“Yeah, I know!”

“Alright… Guess that means we’re going with interrogation.”

“Hey, what’s up with this anyway? You’re being real cagey about a Hypno victim. He doesn’t usually put anything in anyone’s bodies, that’s more like…”

“…”

“…”

“No.”

“April.”

“No fucking way, Leo! I’m done. Out. Fuck this. Fuck you! I cannot BELIEVE YOU-!!!”

“I told you.”

“Mikey, not helping! April, please-!”

Click.

“…”

“…”

“Why did you put her in that position?”

“You complained, but you sure as hell didn’t stop me.”

“How am I supposed to, Lee? How is anyone supposed to-?”

“Y/N is awake.”

“What?!”

“They’ve been awake.”

“Raph, what!?”

“Since when!?”

There was a creak as someone stood up from an old chair.

“I don’t know if they’re at full yet, but at least a little over a minute.”

“Full what?!”

“They don’t look awake.” The voice came so close that you could feel their breath tickle your face.

They’d eaten something with pesto for lunch.

Launching at them with a snarl, they screamed.

“AH! NO BITING!” Mikey stumbled several feet back with his limbs in the air before he toppled over.

Your body shuddered from the movement as a constriction kept you from getting farther than you would have thought. Vertigo spun waves out from what should have been straighter lines as your head bobbed downward. Swaying without your control, you stared at the ropes tied around your torso. Tongue rolling in your mouth, you tried to complain, but what came out was an odd groan.

“E-easy…” Mikey’s hands turned to usher you from the floor as he crawled upright on his knees. “The spell wears off like waking up from a bad nap.”

Nap?

“Weren’t you working on a fix for that?” Leo’s voice griped.

Where was he?

“This is so wrong…” Raph’s voice added like a gruff beacon.

“So we’ve all heard.” Leo must have whipped toward him because there was a fast swish of some kind. “You won’t shut up about it, in fact! Neither of you will! If you’re so bothered, why don’t you just leave already?”

Mikey was coming closer.

You gave a cotton mouthed warble in fear.

“Because there’s no way I’m leaving this to both of you. Not after Mikey dropped the literal package! Not after you lied, Leo! This is way out of line!!”

Kick.

You had to kick.

When you did nothing happened.

He had said spell.

Was that why?

Straining, you reluctantly broke away from staring down the orange turtle to look down at yourself. Your legs were slightly parted and in line with the legs of a wooden chair. Closing your eyes to sharpen your groggy senses, you put all your effort into feeling your limbs. It came slow, but you caught uneven wraps that indicated your legs were tied. Then with a shuffle, you got your fingers flexed and felt the rough edges of ropes around your wrists. Blinking open with exhaustion similarly tied around your brain, you glimpsed Mikey sitting cross-legged right in front of you.

The horrified squeak that came from your chest was not something you were proud of.

“Mikey, back off!”

“Dude, I’d be scared of you too! Give, Y/N a break, would ya?”

“Huh?” Mikey whipped around with genuine dismay. “What did I do?”

“You almost killed them for one.” Leo walked over with his arms folded.

Blearily, the rest of the room was starting to manifest.

Raph was right behind him. “You knocked ‘em out!”

“Hey!” Mikey clicked his tongue and returned to you with huge puppy dog eyes. “You don’t remember that last part do you?”

Looking down from where you were trying to expand your map, you gave him a deadened glare.

“Oh, you remember…” Mikey grimaced.

Raph appeared as a tower and his hand dipped straight into the back Mikey’s beige button up. As the smaller turtle’s limbs shot out, his clothes took definition. His top was only buttoned on the last one which created a deep v to show off his decorated plastron and chain necklaces. He was then lifted straight off the ground which allowed his luna pants to drag. Hoisting Mikey high enough to level with him, Raph stared him dully in the eye. “Calm down, would ya?”

Leo gave an approving nod as he took Mikey’s place. “Now then.”

You had a few choice words that felt wet on your lips and gagged to your ears. Brow coming down as you surely had control of your mouth, you wound your jaw to find that the cotton you had been tasting was actual fabric. It tied tightly around your face, digging into your cheeks, and had soaked in a copious amount of drool. You translated your disgust with the sharpest protest you could make.

“Ears.” Leo announced before reaching around you.

You winced until you felt his fingers at the tie. As soon as it came loose you screeched at the top of your lungs. Throat on fire and body wracked of oxygen, you stopped only when black tinted the edge of your vision. It clung like a smoky fog as you panted and flicks of starburst spread out in wayward arches. Recovering enough breath so that you didn’t feel as close to losing consciousness, you lifted your head to find Leo’s palms pressed snug against the sides of his head. Just behind him Raph stood similarly with Mikey opting for fingers to his tympanum.

Slow and ready to put them back if need be, Leo removed his hands. “As someone who’s experienced that spell first hand more times than I can count, you should just about be able to recognize surroundings. Take a look, I’d save my breath if I were you.”

“You’re literally saying ‘try as you might.’” Raph rolled his eyes. “Do you hear yourself?”

“Do I-!?” Leo stomped away to throw a finger into Raph’s face. “Mister ‘You’re making a mockery of the team, Leo’?! All you’ve done is second guess me for months now-!”

Beside them, Mikey watched the pair with his fingers still to his head, looking back and forth as if he couldn’t tell what they were saying.

Over their bickering, you looked beyond as distance rendered in real time. Blinking wide, you found twinkling lights highlighting arches in what was clearly a subway station. All the usual markers of it were cleared away and looked as if they had been for years. Stairs fed on either side and the chosen furniture made it look like a sort of war room. There were several boards erected on one wall with tons of notes and pictures. Across it there were tables and chairs that came in a variety of sizes to appropriately fit whichever occupant. Looking down at your ropes again, your chair in particular seemed to be missing from its ancient dinner table.

“Enough!” Leo roared and you caught him slapping Raph’s hand from his shoulder. “You’ll back me up.” He turned and marched toward you with a quiet spit of, “You always do.”

Raph’s brow creased and his expression read torn. “You don’t give us a choice.”

Mikey unplugged his tympanum and it was the last thing you caught before Leo occupied all your vision. With a fling of his arm he caught the back of the chair and tipped it as he poured over you. “Why’d you pick Raph?”

Beyond him you could hear Raph give a growl of frustration.

“That’s… what you’re upset about?” You sounded breathy.   

“I’m mad about a lot of things currently, but yes. I’m kinda miffed about it!”

“Versus…” You shook your head to clear residual clouds from your mind. “… you kidnapping me right away?”

“That wasn’t-!” Leo looked scorned and snapped away.

In doing so your heart shot into your throat as you tipped forward and your chair attempted to get back on all its legs. Thankfully, the clatter only rocked to a halt.

“Careful, man…” Mikey hummed, his voice rounding.

“Look.” Leo responded flatly, making his hand a demonstration where you spied the sunglasses he’d once worn. “If someone would bell his tail like we keep telling him, then the real plan wouldn’t have been busted up so fast.”

“It makes noise every, single, time, I move!”

“That’s the point, Reptar!” Leo rolled his eyes.

If only you could kick.

Leo was in perfect kicking range.

“Y/N.”

You glared at him.

“The plan…” He drifted out before straightening up. There, he blew out a breath and did a half-turn to address the room. “We were enjoying the farmer’s market like everyone else when I heard a distinct ‘Donatello is a villain’ from not too far away.”

Though you were tied up, your arms felt loose.

“I dipped to investigate and saw you and your friend. You telling her all about him.”

“You eavesdropped…”

“Yeah.” It wasn’t exactly remorse on his face, but there were signs that he wished he hadn’t. “It ‘cleared up’ several things for me, but also a few glaring issues.”

Not knowing whether to scream or pale, you sat with parted lips.

“One, that he’s still active and two, that all the people tugging my ear holes had a point.” Leo turned to pointedly look at Raph and Mikey.

He received folded arms and a lolled head, respectively.

“You need to talk to us.” He addressed you. “Clear up what has become an insane misunderstanding.”

Forcing all your weight down, you managed a hop in the chair. “You fucking think!?”

“Yeah…” Leo’s teeth flashed and he leaned away. “Can I keep going?”

“I literally can’t stop you.”

He tried to force a smile, but it downturned along with the lengths of his arms. “Alright, so I took that new info to the guys and we agreed on that much.”

Raph made a noise that said that wasn’t quite right.

Leo didn’t turn, but his pupil darted in that direction. “We were going to snoop around where we were already shopping and see if we could covertly catch your eye for an amicable chat.”

Unable to focus on his stupid face, your gaze drifted up to his bald head. 

He’d had a hat at one point. 

Probably to cover it up. 

“My ideal scenario was like this: me and you bump into each other at the jam stand. You ever try fig mostarda, by the way? Mikey put me onto it recently with chicken and prosciutto and mama mia!” Leo came up and pinched a finger to his thumb.

“It’s all about balancing flavor.” Mikey chirped.

Something about the response knocked Leo back into his point. “We’d meet. I’d recommend the mostarda. We’d try samples and I’d ask if I could borrow you for a talk.”

“And somewhere in there you faked free shit to lure my friends away.”

“I panicked! Raph got caught!!” Leo threw his arms out. “I wrangled Mikey and it was his idea! He’s friends with the jerky lady!”

“We met at a workshop.” Mikey chuckled.

“Then, you clearly felt like you were being ambushed and-!”

Your lids fell so far your eyes almost closed.

“I… turned it into a real ambush.”

Raph’s arms came undone for a hardy flick that said that was what he’d been waiting for.

Suddenly looking mortified, Leo only then seemed to take in the entire scene. “Fuck.”

“Wait, you didn’t realize until just now?” Mikey’s head leaned forward with utter disbelief. “Like right now?”

Leo shot him a guilty look.

Mikey let out a long whistle.

Raph smacked the back of Mikey’s head.

“Hey! What’d I do!?”

“You enabled him!!” Raph held out the same hand to gesture toward Leo. “He was in one of his moods and you went along!”

“For the record, I totally mentioned that earlier.” Leo held a hand over his mouth while talking to you at a normal volume.

“Double hey!” Mikey whipped his head around. “Leo’s plans work out! I was trusting the system!”

“You don’t even trust the regular system!” Raph pinched between his eyes.

“How could I?! Physics lies!” From where he’d sat cross-legged on the floor, Mikey began to lift off and float like a wayward balloon.

“Not everyone can do that!” Raph gave a big sweep so the air generated would blow Mikey away.

Spinning upside-down and bun hanging on for dear life, Mikey grinned with nothing but teeth.

“He gets to fly and have hair. Life truly favors the youngest.” Leo sighed.

“Let me get this straight.” You ground out. 

They had no self control. 

Leo turned toward you with honest interest.

“You try to stage what is basically some kind of fucked up meet-cute to clear the air, and when it goes wrong, you get me alone, use Raph as a distraction, throw the attention of the crowd, knock me out with magic, bring me to the subway, and tie me up to interrogate me!?”

Silence prevailed like an itchy blanket.

“When you say it like that, it sounds terrible.” Leo grimaced and was clearly sweating.

“Because it is!!! Why are you like this!? Who thinks like that!? It’s like you’re a cartoon character!”

It also sounded eerily familiar, but you weren’t going to get into that.

Raph made his way over.

Leo, nerves fried, went on high alert. “And where do you think you’re going!?”

“I’m untying Y/N. This has gotten way out of hand. You know it now so let’s knock it off.”

“No!” With a slide of outstretched arms and legs, Leo blocked his brother from you. “We still don’t know what they’re up to!”

With his height, you could see Raph set his face with irritation. “Leo, you heard April. They’ve got nothing. Which-” He looked at you. “-are you alright? Why don’t you have a phone?”

It had been a long day. 

Your eyes closed as you rocked back.

You couldn’t see it, but you could sense Leo whipping around at your hesitation.

“What… you caught the tail end of was…” Doubt held your tongue.

Here you were, miserable in having a front seat to their antics when your friends weren’t much better. 

They just weren’t superpowered. 

You paled at the thought. 

Shoving the concept aside, you at least sympathized with how tired you were of all the damned misunderstandings. “… a fucked up not intervention because Coral, my friend that you saw, thought… Donnie was… hurting me…”

The two parties you could see stiffened with open worry.

“He isn’t, to be clear.”

“But she had reason to think so?” Leo took an honest  step towards you.

“I don’t want to get into it, but yes.” You shot him what you hoped was a clear look. “It was circumstantial and none of it was his fault.” Letting your expression sour, you injected venom. “You should know that much though. From listening in.”

Leo shirked to the side. “I… may have tuned some stuff out.”

“Leo!” Raph threw his head back.

“You smell it too!” Leo hissed with a sudden ferocity. “You’d do the same!”

Raph balked and his gaze fell to the floor.

Mikey floated slowly to your right. “Smell what?”

“Don’t ask!”

“You don’t wanna know!”

Mikey shot you a curious look.

You blatantly ignored him.

Raph waved his arms to change course. “How does that explain your phone?!”

“Coral thought…” You shot a barbed look at Leo. “… that Donnie might be tracking me. She stole my phone and tech-” Your mouth snapped shut.

“You do have tech!” Leo jumped and landed pointing at you as if he’d revealed a great mystery. “I knew it!”

Your head shot away which you both hated for its guilty factor and because it put you right in the eye line of Mikey.

“Also! Vindication!” Leo’s fingers were flying to accuse all parties. “I’m not paranoid! I’m not the only one who thought all of this and, triple point score, this girl didn’t even know the purple pain-in-my-ass was a bad guy!!”

Having validated nonsense, you clocked the back of your head against the chair.

Raph pushed Leo out of the way like he weighed nothing. “Y/N…?”

“Yes, Raph?” You stared at the brick ceiling.

“It sounds like… you’ve answered this question a million times, but… does he?”

“No, Raph.”

A hush fell that was broken with a skin slapping noise. When your head came back down, Raph was rolling his eyes as Leo batted at him.

“Tell me about the tech!” Leo jumped away before Raph could stop him.

“No.” You glared daggers.

“Is he converting you to the dark side?” Mikey did a little wiggle to right himself.

“No!” You didn’t pass the orange turtle a look.

“I’m convinced!” Mikey lowered with purpose and landed on the tips of his toes. “I’m with Raph now, Lee. Let’s let Y/N go.”

“Et tu!?” Leo gasped. “You didn’t even clear anything up!”

Mikey’s expression fell, but nowhere near the other times you’d seen it do so. “I’m reminded of a saying from group; you can’t change how people perceive you.”

“Todd-ism’s are full of it!” Leo hissed.

Mikey continued on as if his brother hadn’t spoken. “You can only try to be a good person.” He turned towards you. “I haven’t been good to you and you have every right to hate me for it. No more second guessing you or pushing.”

A little stunned, you gave a wary nod.

Mikey walked over to Raph to punctuate his chosen side.

“No! What?! No!!” Leo screeched. “We were going to take turns!! We were going to fix this! We were going to make everything right!”

Staring at the manic back of Leo’s head, you could only think of how he didn’t handle change well.

It was another bizarre coincidence.

“Let me start from the beginning!” Leo’s light bulb going off shined so brightly that it blew. He turned wild eyes towards you and grabbed each side of the back of your chair, getting dangerously close to your face. “It all started when we were 14! Some new mutant came onto the scene-!”

“Leo, that’s enough!!” Raph gave what sounded very much like a final warning.

“Leo, you’re losing it! Calm down, man!!” Mikey pleaded.

You could only feel two things:

Your racing heart and fear.

The hairs on the back of your neck stood up at the all encompassing broken expression on Leo’s face.

“-We were fucking teenagers and this asshole comes up comparing back stories like it’s a fucking competition! Swinging in with intelligence that was incomprehensible next to us! Where I’d been the ‘idea guy’ at best, suddenly everyone’s lives are in my hands on what can only be described as a whim! I tried my best to keep my team-my family alive in the face of a murderer. So yeah, I developed fucking anxiety, but who wouldn’t!? It was relentless. It was my whole life! It was all consuming!! Ever present!!! One wrong move and they die! They don’t come back!! When that’s all I have!!! Plus! There’s this whole other me that failed so badly he ended the entire, fucking, world!!! I had to be better than was ever possible for me, myself, or I, but especially better than him!!!”  

You blinked.

Your lips rounded.

“Oh.”

The vowel popped out.

Weak and small.

Barely alive.

“Shit, he’s having a meltdown.” You heard Raph say.

“Already on it.” There was a rush of sound and you knew it was Mikey’s chains.

Leo blinked and his pupils disappeared.

He was gone from you before your muscles could alight with terror at the change.

What happened next came in colors.

An exploded rush of red that seemed to envelope the whole room.

Your chair flew out and orange chains netted like a catcher’s mitt to keep you from hitting a wall.

Over a dozen blue discs appeared with flashes of green soaring through them faster than you could track.

Your chair hit the ground on one leg and you felt the wood splinter from impact.

Then, there was a voice.

Gruff, but booming.

“Boys!”

Everything stopped.

In a single lid fall and raise, it was all gone.

All the color was reduced to three men standing at erect attention in a line.

Facing one of the staircases.

You were slow to turn there.

Standing with one hand against the wall and a single foot off the steps was a little rat man.

With white hair, a worn-in yukata, and a cane, he positioned the latter to help him make the final descent.

It took a grunt with his weight, but in a slow turn, he took the room in. “What is going on here?”

None of them could bear to go first. 

They hung their heads.

Like they were reduced to children. 

“You boys haven’t fought like this since you were kids…” The rat man’s gaze hit you and his expression fell. “What is this…? What have you done?”

Their bodies didn’t shuffle, but you saw the back of Raph’s head turn away.

With a clack of his cane against the brick, the rat man charged straight over to you. There, his gaze appeared from under bushy eyebrows as he openly took you in. “Who… are you…?”

Eyes widening as his met yours, you placed a wayward comment. “You’re Lou Jitsu…”

Struck by the name, he leaned back. “Oh!” Shifting from surprise, he stroked his beard. “What’s this?! I still maintain my looks! I told you boys I will always be recognizable!”

“Or…” Your gaze dropped. “You had a few names. Yoshi… or…?”

He gave a single sharp bang with his cane before his aura tripled the size of his small height. “How do you know that name?”

“I’m…”

He’d called them boys.

Raph had mentioned their dad.

They consider themselves brothers.

“Well?” He turned to give you a single focused eye.

“I’m dating Donatello.”

It was like you’d punched him in the gut.

Visibly shaken, he wheezed on a breath and took a step back.

“Dad!” Mikey called out.

The man rose a single hand to stop them and coughed violently, clearing his throat.

Not leaving formation, Mikey pulled the hand he was reaching out with to nurse at his chest.

The rat man managed a deep breath and set himself. He then turned and, from the way the turtles reacted, he was doing a fatherly scan of an incident.

You watched guilt pass each of them differently.

Mikey flicked a glance before dropping his gaze to the floor along with the hunch of his body.

Raph took a pained expression and sent it to the side.

Leo’s whole body twitched, but he remained the firmest.

He stared his dad down openly.

They stood like that for a long moment before the rat man returned to you.

In that single exchange, though it seemed clear he’d been left out of the loop, you could tell he knew everything he needed to.

“Do you deserve this treatment?”

“No…” You debated it for a moment and then gave in. “…sir.”

“None of that.” He ushered before giving an effort to kneel down. It took a pinch to his face but his long pink fingers came around one of your legs. “Splinter is the current name you are looking for.”

“Oh.” The sound was unlike the one you’d given Leo. “Master?”

He shook his head and the binds to your left leg fell loose.

“Splinter.” You repeated aloud to cement it.

Your right leg came free and he slowed, psyching himself up to stand. You watched him and picked up on how he was avoiding your gaze. “Is…. dating… new? I have not heard much about this…”

His voice was so small.

Almost as small as him.

It was also as broken as a parent trying to scrape what little they could about a child that no longer spoke to them. 

“It’s…” You softened in spite of worries that he might deserve that absence.

Something told you he didn’t.

There were so many misunderstandings. 

“It’s new for him.” You spoke fondly. “We just had our one year anniversary.”

Splinter perked up and one of his ears flicked with intense interest. His shoulders then hiked with embarrassment as he attempted to tuck it away and get to his feet. “Congratulations are in order.”

You nodded, heart yanked. “Yes, he’s… very romantic.”

There was a sharp exhale from one of the turtles.

It was no match for the pride oozing off Splinter. It buoyed him to his feet where he began to undo the knots at your back. “I… would like to ask another question, if that is alright?”

“Sure.” Your arms came loose and you flexed them.

“Is he…” Splinter’s voice shattered and he had to hold onto a shard as he undid the last binding.

In a slow release, the ropes around your torso slacked.

He hobbled all the way around you to get strength from your gaze to continue. “Is… Donatello… I mean… Is he… alright?”

Leo clicked his tongue so loudly it sliced through the room.

Without you even blinking, Splinter’s cane disappeared from existence.

You only found it because of the loud noise that emitted from Leo as it hit him in the face. 

“Orange.”

“Yep!” Mikey sang and stepped out of formation on a single leg. In a peppy hop, he snatched up the cane from Leo’s collapsed form and ran over to pass it back to his dad.

Splinter took it with a little smile and Mikey gave him a peck to his forehead before jogging back to his place.

“Can I ask you something?”

Splinter’s ear flicked again. “I assume you have many.”

You nodded.

“Please.”

“He… Donnie…” You clarified and wrung your free hands. “He said you never looked for him…?”

Splinter gave a sad sigh. “Would you mind coming with me?”

Your lips twitched.

Splinter took notice. “This is not ideal for you or my back. I require my chair.”

You gave a single laugh. “Something orthopedic?”

“Yes, I can never say that word.” Splinter gave his own puff of humor before glancing at the turtles. “Blue, portal.”

Leo had just gotten back up. “You’re joking.”

Raph glowered down at him.

Mikey smacked a hand to his face.

“What?!” Leo shot a sour look down the line. “It’s not even about this, but ho’boy you better believe I’m pissed about it! It’s about him abusing my power! He does this all the time! It’s an ongoing thing! Last week it was just to get the remote which, by the way, ended up being on the arm right  next to him!!”

“It takes like two seconds.” Raph’s hands turned up to gesture how ridiculous Leo was being.

“Says the guy who’s 7’6”! You literally don’t even have to embiggen to get whatever crap he needs from the top shelf” Leo folded his arms.

“Leonardo.” Splinter addressed evenly. “I will listen next family meeting. For now….”

Leo’s lips pursed before he held his hand out. There out of a blink of blue light, he pulled out a sword and swung it. In front of you, a blue portal appeared.

“Thank you.” Splinter bobbed a thankful nod before walking through it.

You gave the boys a final glance before moving to enter it as well.

Coming out the otherside felt like nothing and you watched as Splinter was already scrambling up into an armchair. Now in a glorified TV room, there was a huge projector on one wall and familial seating scattered about the space. With Splinter’s grunts filling the air, he eventually got turned around before reclining back with a contented sigh.

You stood awkwardly beside him and reviewed the options which ranged from a sofa to an old patched bean bag. Nervous, you perched on the edge of the closest couch seat.

Taking a moment to bask in relief, Splinter’s eyes opened with a faraway look. “I did.”

You perked up.

“I know he does not believe me, but I did not know… that he survived. I saw four turtles, but only three slid out during the explosion…” His head turned towards you. “In the chaos, I looked for the fourth, but the lab was collapsing. I had to assume he didn’t…” His gaze sharpened and he looked forward again. “I would hold that assumption for 15 years.”

Your eyes darted, trying to log every single word and candor.

“The boys did not tell me when they found out. How could they? I had never mentioned their… other...” Splinter gestured downward and you looked out to see another staircase leading out of the room. “I would come to know only after overhearing them complain about a purple assailant off handedly.” Pain bled into his features. “I do not blame them. For a long time none of us were very honest with one another.”

Your gaze flicked up with knowledge. “They… you’re saying they didn’t tell you when they met Donnie?”

“I did not find out until a year had passed since he was revealed to be another turtle.”

 Your head dropped.

What was wrong with all of them?

That was rhetorical.

It was also frustrating beyond comprehension.

“I could have cleared things up, but…” Splinter’s hand spun, gesturing to what he’d already explained.

You brought your head up, weakly.

“I remember that moment clearly: I was eating cereal and dropped my bowl.” He lifted from his chair with a slight wince. “I left then to find him. My… what I considered my lost… son…”

The last word was so quiet, you had to put it in place through context.

“I found him within the hour. He was… not what I expected.”

Your eyes widened.

“I could not…” Agony warped his words. “I could not approach. I felt shame. I was at fault. If I had only-“ He choked and crushed his lids down to compose himself. What surfaced were wounds that had been ripped open time and time again, never healing quite right. “I had made a habit of running away. Always. From everything.”

You stood and looked for tissues.

Splinter massaged his temple. “I ended up shadowing him for many, many nights. Never able to approach. I saw… what he had become… what had been done to him… What he continued to do.”

 Not finding them, you approached his side.

He looked at you with a forlorn fondness. “Another mistake on many. In my distraction, I did not see what was happening with my other boys. The Shredder took form and by the time I was able to meet with Donatello, it was under the worst circumstance.”

You gave a shallow nod.

“I would try over and over to reach him after that.” Splinter’s eyes shone and then he sent them away. “Too late.”

Your hand pressed into the armrest.

He covered it with his own. “Too late to help my lost son. Too late to help the ones I raised. Almost too late to keep humanity from perishing.”

“It didn’t…” You whispered.

“It didn’t.” He agreed. “I have made more mistakes than I care to count.”

You caught his thumb and squeezed.

“I could not keep them from hurting each other.” He choked out.

You dropped to your knees to meet his eye level.

He looked over you with a tiny smile fighting against his pain. “There is no need to feel bad. I did nothing but age and fail my boys.”

You wanted to protest, but even now, you still didn’t know enough.

You had very little to offer.

Only what you knew.

“Donnie is amazing.”

Splinter’s eyes popped open and a single, fat tear rolled out.

“He’s loving and kind and a genius and totally insane and I adore him.”

Splinter leaned forward and his other hand added to the stack.

“He laughs now.” Your head tilted and you couldn’t keep a smile off your face. “I’ve never asked, but I don’t think he ever really did in a happy way?”

Splinter gave a rapid nod.

“He smiles a lot. Way more than when we first met. It’s like everyday he’s a little bit happier.”

You felt little claws dig into your skin, but it didn’t hurt.

You glanced at the projector. “He still doesn’t like movies, but he watches them. He’s not one for music, but he doesn’t mind when I hum a tune. He’s got these ninja-like moves, but he can’t throw a piece of candy to save his life. He’s an amazing chef and went through a food science phase which was both good and bad. He… When we met he was on a ridiculous quest to find a good sandwich.”

“Mikey loves to cook!” The phrase shot out of him with a near sob.

“I’ve heard sort of: that he goes to fancy shops and now the farmer’s market.”

“Too adventurous!” Splinter gave an annoyed grunt. “He makes the best food and then inedible dishes!”

You laughed. “We had raw meat dry aging in our fridge for weeks!”

Splinter removed a hand to bang it as a fist to the chair. “I’ve had enough jerky to shrivel up and become one!”

Sharing in chuckles, he broke the moment first with an exhale that spoke to an ages old held breath. “Thank you… I did not catch your name.”

“Y/N.”

“Thank you, Y/N.”

“Thank you.” Your shoulders bobbed. “You saved me.”

Splinter clicked his tongue, not unlike Leo. “I have been left out yet again.”

Sympathy came, but he dispelled it with an irritated rock of his body.

“To do this while I was out enjoying a competition! From my dojos! I cannot believe them!” His eyes closed with indignity as he threw his head back.

“That’s… you were… at what-?” You stalled, hit with way too much information.

“The Lou Jitsu Schools of Ninjutsu!” Splinter sharply bobbed with pride. “Raphael brought them back from the brink and reestablished us as the top martial arts school in the city!”

“H-huh.”

Splinter eyed you. “You have not heard of this. I doubt your taste.”

“Hey!”

He gave a snicker.

You puffed out your cheeks, annoyed.

“I’m sure you do not want to hear me drone on any longer. The kidnapping was enough. Let’s get you home.”

Your gaze flattened out on how he’d so easily glossed over that second part.

“BOYS!!!”

You jerked away at the sound, ears ringing.

Splinter turned to address the turtles as they clambered in.

“Don’t they all have super hearing…?” You rubbed your drums.

“Yes, they were listening in.” Splinter eyed Mikey specifically who whistled away.

“Why?”

“I like yelling!” Splinter pronounced with his entire chest.

You groaned and rounded the back of the chair.

“Leonardo, you will not hinder Y/N further.”

“Just me?” Leo spit, quiet.

“Your back talk says it is truly only you.” Splinter stood and tapped his cane to the cushion. “Deliver them directly.”

Leo went ramrod straight and fury rolled off of him. “Dad, you don’t-!”

“You will not fight.” Splinter looked over his shoulder at you and winked before returning to his son. “Call him.”

“You have Donnie’s number?!” Your hackles went up.

“Not… exactly…” Leo was looking so sour that he was a moment away from pickling himself. “It’s a nuclear option kind of thing. One use only.”

You tilted your head, not sure how that worked.

“Meaning we can’t blow it just because someone got their phone taken away like a kid!”

You bristled, but felt Splinter’s ire turn towards you. “You do not have a phone?”

“If you didn’t know, why'd you ask me to call!?” Leo whined.

“Call is general! I do not know about your nuclear system! That is for power plants!” Splinter snapped away to scold Leo before returning that grouch to you.

You had to avoid that tough fatherly eye. “It’s a long story...”

“Who does not have a phone these days?!” Splinter fussed.

Leo threw his arms out and hummed loudly at Raph.

“Even I have a phone.” Reaching into his yukata, he pulled out an older model. “I hate it.”

“It’s so easy though, dad!” Mikey groaned.

“Yeah, yeah.” Splinter brushed the lot of them off with a flick of his huge tail. “As I said.”

“‘You will not fight’!” Leo mocked. “So great when you can throw a decree down on me knowing full well the other party has no obligation to follow it!”

“He will. As you will also pass a message along.”

Leo froze in his stoop to turn a curious gaze up.

You watched Leo, confused, before realizing the whole lot of them were wide-eyed at this message idea. Turning to Splinter, you caught, up close, the way his gaze tinted with suffering. “You will tell him to meet me at our usual booth. He will understand.”

“Dad…” Raph mouthed.

“Have you…?” Mikey covered his mouth to keep anymore from coming out.

In front of them Leo held up a fist which had the tactical code for silence. “The family meeting is tonight.”

Splinter gave a nod as if this was a bargaining session.

Leo turned away and signaled for Mikey to follow him.

Raph watched them go, on edge.

Splinter let his posture drop and pressed a hand around his back. “I apologize Y/N. I also ask, if… he will permit…” He slid you a small glance. “If you will come as well?”

“Uh… sure.” You nodded, not exactly sure what you were agreeing to beyond some kind of meeting.

“I am going to sit and watch my programs now. You can stay or go.” Splinter waved you away before collapsing into his chair.

You frowned at how dismissive he was until he spoke a final time with a heavy heart.

“Thank you.”

Giving a little sigh, you nodded. “Of course.”

Raph was twiddling his fingers, near the stairs.

“How long will the call take?”

Raph surfaced from his thoughts and craned an arm behind his head. “The way I understand, it gets forced through, so it’s more like how long it’ll take him to get… not here, but… whatever meeting place Leo sets.”

“Does he… not know where here is?” You walked over.

“It’s a big ask, but can we keep it that way?” Raph turned, urging you to join him in descending the stairs.

“I don’t see how that’s something I can do.” You followed. “Like, again, how he doesn’t already know.”

“We’ve, uh, got a network kinda thing protecting us from his bots. It took a lot of trial and error.”

“It…” You gave one last glance to the disappearing rumpus room. “You’ve clearly been here awhile.”

Raph nodded. “Longest yet, going on six years.”

“I won’t tell. I also have no idea where we are because of the kidnapping.” You barbed the last word. 

Raph droned out an abysmal sound. 

Satisfied by it, you continued. “But I can’t help… Donnie being Donnie.” You grimaced.

Raph showed his understanding with a glance. “Dad’s weird code better mean something. I don’t like the idea of sending Leo alone.”

“I can’t guarantee he’ll listen to me, but I’ll try to keep the exchange civil…”

Raph had reached the end of the stairs having casually taken them several at a time. Where you were about to reach him, he turned back with honest confusion. “Why?”

“Why…?”

“Why… would you? You should want to support him, right? After what we did…” Raph glanced back and you realized you were back in the pseudo war room.

“I don’t…” You slowed, not sure of exactly how to put it. “Whatever is happening with you all is… so much bigger than me. Even with a bias… taking sides when there’s so much I don’t know…” You hit the landing and quieted, lost.

Silence beat the air until Raph chuffed.

You looked up to find him sporting a lopsided grin with a sharp canine peaking out. “I see why he likes you.”

A blush crept onto your cheeks and you had to look away.

Raph hummed with light laughter.

Needing to distract yourself, you kicked only to scuff your shoe on brick. “By the way…”

“Yeah?” He examined the ground as if looking for a pebble.

“What was with the scary Leo warning? Not doing it Leo’s way?” You looked up with a faint dusting still lingering.

Raph’s lid dropped along with his head like a heavy weight fell on him. “I really don’t like that mustard'ah! It’s all those dang little seeds. They get stuck in my teeth and then my fingers are too big to-” He blinked his eyes wide, seeing you anew. “-and I’m realizing now how scary it musta sounded. Raph does not wanna be like those guys so let’s say I mighta been worried about how a talk with Leo might have gone…” He gestured to some of the wreckage that marked the earlier meltdown. “…which is sometimes not great.”

“I’ll take it.” You gave a sort of defeated smile. 

Leo stormed up a set of stairs you hadn’t seen used yet. “We need to go.” He located you and his gaze narrowed, lethally. “Now.”

“Leo…” Raph urged.

“I know.” There was a split second break in Leo’s staunch façade and you saw a flash of how genuinely nervous he was.

“Where’s Mikey?” Raph held himself back and his posture told you it was because of you.

It was an unspoken agreement.

You weren’t supposed to see that kind of weakness.

You moved over to Leo’s side.

Leo tracked you the whole way. “Keeping an eye out.”

“Which entrance?” Raph straightened his composure.

“Grand.” Leo clipped. “Stand by at Black Cat and I’ll signal if it goes south.”

With a tight nod, Raph took off.

“We’re hoofing it and he isn’t going to wait. Follow me.” Leo headed back towards the stairs he’d come up.

“Can’t you portal? Sounds like you know where.” You glanced at where Raph had gone. “Isn’t it… bad for me to see where we’re going?”

“I’ve monitored you. You don’t have the mapping capability for a ‘one and done’ memorization.”

You sneered, having to triple your speed only to keep falling behind. “That doesn’t answer my first question.”

“He can track mystic energy to an extent.” Leo threw a glance over his shoulder and saw you struggling. He slowed a little.

You parted him a wilted form of gratitude as you hit the bottom of the stairs, passed some old retrofitted subway cars, and disappeared down a dark tunnel.

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Not a question, but I came here because I just have endless praise for this entire fic. I literally haven't stopped thinking about it for days!!

I'm gonna be honest, I watched mutant mayhem on opening day and didn't think too much about it. I grew up on tmnt, I'm a huge fan of 2012, rise, I've seen every movie out there but this one didn't hit the same at first. The only reason I read reciprocity was because I saw some of its amazing fanart and it made me curious (I also rarely read fics lol) but when I started I read the entire thing in less than a week. It's made me appreciate mutant mayhem a lot more, especially Raph and Leo, and now I can't wait for not only more of your fic but also tottmnt and the sequel in 2026!! Thanks for your amazing work AND for converting me into a fan 😭

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Even though I love it so much, I completely understand why other people didn't love or even like Mutant Mayhem. It's super different and a huge departure from traditional TMNT media in many ways.

But for me, there's just so much about it that tickles my brain in a way I can hardly describe. I still remember seeing the first trailer and feeling like a switch had been flipped inside my head. I just like, instantly knew this was going to be The Thing For Me. I could go on and on and on about how much I love Mutant Mayhem and why, but one of the most important things I learned in film school about storytelling was "show, don't tell." I've been trying to "show" all of these reasons in my writing, and I'm so so SO happy to hear that it's is coming through in Reciprocity.

I'm also super grateful for all of the incredible fan art that people have made, or to those who've posted about/shared things about the fic that have drawn others into giving Reciprocity a try.

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~ 𝙸 𝚜𝚙𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎… ~

❤️👻💜👻🧡👻❤️👻💜👻🧡

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟷𝟹: 𝙲𝙰𝚁 𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙴˚*•✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷,𝟾𝟺𝟻

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 🐢❤️

𝙻𝚎𝚛’𝚜: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑, 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝙳𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝…𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎…

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙲𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 👁️👄👁️…

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚂𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚍𝚗𝚍𝚑𝚜𝚓𝚓𝚜˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Are we there yet?” Mikey whined loudly. 

“Uh…no?” His immediate older brother said, sighing impatiently. 

“…Are we there yet now?” Mikey whined louder. 

“No, Mike.” Donnie huffed through his palm as he rested his cheek on his hand, effortlessly playing his Nintendo Switch as he started to drown out his younger brother’s consistent complaining and restlessness. 

Which…you would think he got used to by now. 

The orange cladded turtle let out a short grunt loudly and dramatically, dragging his hands down his face, “Are we there yet now—?”

“Mikey, I swear to God if you ask that question one more damn time I will not hesitate to open the car door and throw you into ongoing traffic.” Raph growled lowly at the youngest. 

“Boys…be nice to each other, please…” Splinter exclaimed from the front seat as he drove. 

“But Dad! Mikey’s being annoying!” The tallest turtle moaned and groaned as he sunk in the middle seat.

“When is he not?” Donatello mumbled under his breath. 

“Boys…” The rat said warningly. 

“…Sorry, Dad…” The teenager’s grumbled collectively as they glared at one another. 

The rodent father sighed, plugging his phone into the car unit as he stopped on a red light. “…Why don’t we listen to some Podcasts on the radio?” He offered, trying to find something that his boys would enjoy that didn’t involve ripping each of their tails off.

“Yohou listen to podcasts?” The purple banded teenager exclaimed curiously as he took off his headphones. 

“Of course!” Splinter announced proudly, “I’ve been listening to this one that Spy-itify recommended me…it’s really good and well thought out!”

“It’s…It’s…'Spotify', Dad…” The hazelnut eyed teen corrected. 

“That’s what I said; 'Spy-itify'.” The father said simply, causing Raph to facepalm and stuff his face right back into his phone.

“What’s the podcast about?” Michelangelo asked as he leaned his head on the closed window as Splinter started to drive again once more.  

“It’s about this man talking about nature…it’s extremely interesting; I think you three will enjoy it.” The charcoal eyed rat explained. 

“Huh…sounds cool enough.” Donnie snickered, “What’s the guy’s name? Like, the one who mainly talks in the podcast and stuff.”

“Zach Green.” The rat said. 

“He sounds like a drug dealer…” Raphael mumbled under his breath, earning some small snickers from his younger brother’s as their Dad started to play the podcast in the vehicle. 

A guy, most likely 'Zach Green', started singing as there was a ukulele playing in the background…

…And he sang…

…And sang…

…And. SANG.

And the three teenager’s wouldn’t have minded if the dude sounded…y'know, good! 

But he didn’t sound good. 

At all. 

“Grass is green~! The green is the grass~! The grass is the green and the green itself is greeeen~!” The speaker’s sung as the three teenagers collectively sighed as the Podcast continued to play amongst them. 

“…How about we play 'I spy' instead of listening to Shaggy get high?” Mikey suggested as his Dad hummed along to the tune…

Poor soul probably knew this song from heart…

“Anything but this.” Donnie agreed. 

“Best idea I’ve heard all day.” The second oldest murmured, crossing his arms as he looked at the youngest expectantly, “Well? You gonna say 'I spy' or what?”

“Let a guy think for a moment!” Mikey shrieked, “Okay, okay, okay…I spy with my little eye—”

“—More like pink eye.” The turtle with glasses giggled under his breath, trying to cover it as a cough as he saw his younger brother side-eyeing him. “Y'know, Dee…we could really go.” The orange banded teenager glared.

“Bet. Catch me outside. 3:30 on the dot.” The purple cladded mutant threatened. 

“Bet.” The youngest repeated. 

Donatello raised an unamused brow, “I already said 'bet' you phrase snatcher!” 

“You don’t own the word 'bet', you four-eyed freak!”

“God— 'BET' YOURSELVES!” Raphael snapped, taking a deep breath as he pinched the bridge of his snout, “I swear to literally anything and everything holy I am completely envying the fact that Leo doesn’t have to suffer in this freaking hell-hole with me.”

The second oldest leaned forward and tapped his Dad’s shoulder, “Speaking of which…how come Leo got to study with April while I—”

“We.” Donnie corrected swiftly. 

“—I had to stay with these two excuses for mutants, Dad?” Raphael continued, frowning deeper as his Dad became unresponsive and became completely entranced by the radio, “Dad? Dad? Dad? Daddy? Father? Dad— aaaaand you have your 'I’m locked in to this music' face…gotchu...” The tallest turtle huffed as he sat back down in the middle seat.

“As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted.” The youngest huffed, “I spy something…grey/gray.”

“Grey/Gray? Grey/Gray as in ashy? Ashy as in you?” Donnie smirked, his smirk turning to a smug grin as the orange banded teen glared back at him with a mix of disdain and pure disgust.  

“Donnie, I swear—”

“Is it the car seat?” Raph muttered, dying in complete humiliation about the fact that this was his onlysource of entertainment. 

Michelangelo shook his head, crossing his arms as he leaned back on the seat, “Nope. Try again.” 

“Is it…Dad’s fur?” The turtle with glasses guessed.

“Nooooooope!” The smallest mutant dragged out, sticking his tongue out at the second youngest causing Raph to just sigh, slumping in the chair further.

This car ride was going to be his 13 Reasons Why…

“Okay…seriously, though. Raph-Taff, what’s up?” Mikey asked carefully, looking over his older brother’s stiff and utterly overall unhappy demeanor. 

The second oldest just grunted, glancing away and his frown drooping as he locked eyes with his immediate younger brother, “You can tell us anything.” Donnie assured.

“Well…not everything. Almost everything. Semi-everything.” The genius clarified, “Buuuut you get the point…”

“No, no Ihi really really dohon’t...” The red banded teen grimaced. 

“What Egghead Humpty Dumpty is trying to say is that you can tell us what’s bothering you. You haven’t been your usual…let’s just say 'Sarcastic Sappy Self'.” The hazel eyed teen confirmed, biting back a chuckle as he saw his purple themed brother gasp in offense. 

“I just needa get out of here…” Raphael emphasized, rubbing his temples like he’s seen centuries worth of knowledge, “School was rough. School is annoying. Kids are annoying. Y'all are annoying— no offense.”

“None taken.” The two youngest said in sync.

“And I just need to distress…” Said the older turtle, going on his phone only to be met with a completely pitch black screen, “And my phone is dead. Yip dee doo da fuckin' day…” He cursed. 

Mikey rubbed his chin in thought, leaning on the inside door hand rest, “I have an idea for that, actually. Just trust me.”

“'I have an idea' and 'just trust me'…two words I never want to hear come out of your mouth ever again.” Donatello insisted almost immediatelty. 

“Shut up.” The smallest mutant exclaimed to his immediate older brother, inhaling and exhaling loudly before continuing, “Okay…so I spy with my little eye—“

“Seriously?” The elder mutant deadpanned. 

“Trust me, I said!!!” The younger shouted once more to try and get his point across, “I spy something…black.” 

“…Black?” The second youngest asked, tilting his head. 

“Black.” Mikey confirmed.

“Ohooo…black.” Donatello snapped his fingers, nodding as he relaxed in his seat. 

“Black!” Michelangelo beamed as Raphael looked around in confusion, wondering if his younger brother’s were going to elaborate on this whole 'black' nonsense or if they were just going to communicate via gibberish. 

The red banded teen scratched his head in confusion, “…What is happening…?”

The youngest gave his red cladded older brother a knowing look, causing the red cladded mutant in question to just simply sigh longly, “Right riiiight…trust. I got it…”

“Uhhh…” Raphael hummed, looking around the car for something…well, black; as his little brother’s so veeeeery clearly stated. 

The chocolate eyed teen raised an uncertain eye ridge, pointing at his own black sweatshirt that he was wearing. 

The purple and orange duo nodded, “See? Black!” Donnie grinned, poking his older brother’s sides and causing his older brother in question to shriek loudly and try to cover his middles, wiggling his way over more to Michelangelo. 

Whiiiiiich…was a first. 

“Yeah! Black!” The smallest mutant smirked cheeringly, prodding the other side of the black sweatshirt wearing boy, “You got it?”

“Ihihi gohohot ihihat I-Ihi gahat ihat!!” Raph said immiediatley, kicking his legs on the car floor as he pushed on the other two’s shoulder’s. “Ehhhhh…I don’t think you do…” The young genius teased lightly. 

“Dohon’t a-act smahart with me yohou l-lihittle shIHIT NO!! Mihikey nonononohoh!” He said as he saw Mikey wiggling his fingers near his neck, causing him to try and hide his face in Donnie’s shoulder, swatting the youngest away. 

“D'aww~! Hey, big bro! Need a hug~?” The scientist said innocently, wrapping the taller in a hug as the shortest of the three skittered and scratched the red banded mutant’s shell lightly; almost barelytouching it. 

The red banded mutant in question wheezed loudly, banging his fists on the car seat whilst his legs stomped up and down, “Wohohoah! Mr. Deflating Balloon Man— yohou okay?” Mikey teased, making sure to trace the patterns on his elder brother’s shell in a very veeeery mean manner. 

“Are you boys alright back there?” Splinter asked, getting out of his trance as the podcast soon and finally ended. 

“We’re fine!” Donnie beamed, wiggling his fingers into the crooks of the chocolate eyed teen’s neck right beside him, “Right, Raph?”

Raph squealed loudly with laughter, not answering.

Well…not answering in word form, perhaps.

The Father rolled his eyes fondly at his son's, looking away from the rearview mirror and focusing back on the road. 

“See!? He agrees.” The youngest beamed, “We’re perfectly fine and dandy, Dadio.”

“'Fine and dandy?'” Donnie repeated in amusement, causing the orange banded teen to almost laugh as loudly as Raph currently was.

Key word: Almost. 

“Fine and dandy.” Michelangelo confirmed, kneading his hot-headed brother’s hips and sides as the taller leaped like a drunk frog, “STAHAHOP!! HIC LEHEHET HIC HIC GOHOHOH!!!” 

“People are gonna think we’re beating you up or something by the way you’re squirming, bud.” The purple banded turtle joked, letting go of the taller teenager as the smaller teenager spidered his fingers all over his tummy.

“MIHIHIHIKEY!!!” The older wailed, pushing the other’s hands away as they slowly but surely stopped. 

The two youngest’s giggled, fist bumping each other for successfully turning Raph’s frown upside down. 

Splinter drove into the O’Neil’s driveway as Leo walked out of the front door to the apartment, waving his goodbyes to April as he got into the car. 

The eldest sat in the front seat, buckling up as their Dad drove to their home.

The blue banded teenager let out a small snort, looking towards the back to see his immediate younger brother’s face the exact same shade as his own bandana, “Jeeheez..whahat dihid I miss?” 

“I daha— hic don’t wanna tahalk ahabohout it…” Raph grumbled, his beet red blush deepening on his face as Donnie and Mikey snickered slightly, giving each other one last fist bump of victory. 

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚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.

[jamiesgotchu]

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My name is Jamie! I use he/they pronouns. and this is my tkl blog:33

> NSFW is super uncomfortable to me, ESPECIALLY surrounding tickles. If you see it as a sexual interest, nothing against you personally-- but dni please! My posts are for the sfw community only!

> I really like deltarune, class of 09, rottmnt, mutant mayhem, undertale, gravity falls, the owl house, and spiderverse!

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#jamies persona

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That's all! :33

[turtletimewriting]

Did someone ask for mutant mayhem tickle headcanons? No? Well too bad!

I'm not going to be talking spoilers at all but in case people are worried, I'll put this all below the cut!

Once again, I am proven right by every version of Leo being the most ticklish of the brothers. Point blank period.

Leo's most ticklish spots: sides. You cannot convince me otherwise.

This boy definitely crumples up and falls to the floor every time he's tickled. He cannot take it.

My boy just sits there begging immediately.

Raph definitely feels like the tickle monster of the group. Sometimes he needs to put his brothers in their place.

He's absolutely the sort to desperately try and hold back his laughter like he'll die if he laughs.

Raph's most ticklish spots: feet and armpits.

Him and Leo get into tickle fights the most. Mostly it's him just attacking Leo as payback or to get him to not snitch.

Maybe a controversial opinion, but I feel like Donnie would actually kinda hate tickling??? He strikes me as the sort to be really embarrassed by tickling.

Dude don't you know it's cringe to be ticklish.

If anything that makes him a bigger target but they don't really tickle him because they know he actually doesn't like it. Just an occasional teasing taze but that's it.

Donnie's most ticklish spots: knees and stomach.

The sort of the person who just screams and shrieks instead of laughing when be tickled. You know what I mean??

Mikey just thinks this is all fun.

Being able to reduce Leo to tears with his tickling and also frantically running away from his brothers and hiding behind his dad.

Mikey's most ticklish spots: neck and sides.

The most likely to use tools. Truly believes his brothers are not living up their full tickler potential by not using tools all that much.

All of them have very ticklish necks but Mikey's is the most ticklish by far. Splinter actually thought they were trying to choke each other but they were tickling the snot out of each other.

[majachee]

Current TMNT show rating:

1. 2012 TMNT (I am screaming from shock every episode. What the hell is HAPPENING.)

2. 1987 TMNT (same reason as above)

3. ROTTMNT (IT'S REALLY GOOD. REAT ACTUALLTY.) BUT IT DOESN'T TICKLE MY "WTF IS HAPPENING" BONE. So like, on a critical level its higher on the list. But also the only time I screamed out "WTF" was during that episode where all the animatronic bears killed themselves.)

Current TMNT movie rating:

1. Rise movie and Mutant Mayhem are tied (theyre both really good but in. Like. Different ways??? Rise is more darker and emotional, but MM is way more funny. Both feel like genuine products of love though, top tier animation.)

2. Live action 90s movies, I genuinely cannot understand what they're saying but I love these movies.

3. Ehhhhh...? The 2007 movie IG??? (I genuinely slept through the first Bayverse movie on accident so I don't remember that one i'm SORRY. But also the main villain in the 2007 movie looks like Markiplier.)

Still need to watch the 2003 series, the 2003/87 crossover movie, the Batman v TMNT movie, and rewatch the Bayverse movies lol. And also find that one TMNT anime where the turtles become buff green men. Cuz that's funny.

Nearing the end of my break btw it seems, I feel a lot better in general, but yk. :^[

[comfytickles]

Hey everybody I'm finally making a pinned post thingy! (If you follow my main account @thecomfortable you would've seen a similar post but you guys get a different image)

So hello and welcome to my blog! My name is Comfytickles but you can call me Comfy for short. I go by she/her - though I don't mind they/them - and I am an Australian artist and turtle enthusiast! This is my art blog where I will mainly post fanart and fanfics with perhaps a few low quality originals lumped in the mix.

Requests are closed.

COMMS ARE CLOSED CURRENTLY! (Although you can see the details for commissions here):

While this blog isn't nsfw orientated, it is a tickle-blog! If that isn't your thing I suggest you go look at my main. Though I will be adding nsfw tags to future posts (if I ever make any). Rest assured, that all posts will be flagged accordingly.

Additionally, I am not looking for tickle teases or lees in my askbox/dms. I'm just making artworks for myself and potentially others. Don't make things weird.

— Small intermission to put an important warning —

REMINDER!!

IF YOU ARE A MINOR DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS BLOG. I cannot stress this enough. Although I cannot stop you looking, I can warn you that some content may border on nsfw and I have the right to block minors if I feel uncomfortable.

Please do the right thing guys, don't make me block you.

— Warning over —

I won't be making a master list just yet but here are a few fandoms included in my blog and the request rules:

Fandoms:

Fandoms I'm currently in are green

Fandoms I'm potentially posting for are orange

Fandoms I no longer post for but did in the past are red

Animaniacs

Danganronpa

Hetalia

Howls moving castle

Ninjago

Peanuts

Psychonauts

Raggedy Ann and Andy: The Musical Adventure

Sonic the hedgehog

TMNT 2012 /Mutant Mayhem

Undertale

Hilda

Skylanders

Minecraft Storymode

I'll add more...

Garfield

Dragon ball (Specifically Gohan and Videl)

Transformers One/G1/Prime/Animated

Request Rules:

What I allow:

Tickling (obv)

Suggestive themes, slightly nsfw

Up to four characters (max)

Romantic ships (though I am allowed to decline)

OCs (you just need to send me their designs)

Overstimulation (in a similar vein to suggestive themes)

What I don't allow:

Incest

Nsfw

Pedophila/pro-shipping

Foot fetish/Foot focus

Suggestive drawings/shipping of real people