#ler!leo

[sunsetsandsunshine]

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

💙👻🩵👻💙👻🩵

(𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚝 𝙶𝚋𝚘𝚢𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾 𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝙰𝚛𝚝)

̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚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!!!)

[stup1d-lee]

you guys gotta hear me out here….lee raph..

JUST THINK ABOUT IT!THE POOR SILLY GUY IS SO TENSE AND STRESSED ABT HIS BROTHERS DONT U GUYS THINK HE COULD USE SOME CHEER UP TICKLES OR SOMETHING!?

⚠️tcest dni!!⚠️

[sparethespark]

Can I request that the reader has a snort laugh and the turtles find out by tickling them and the reader gets embarrassed by it and hides there face but they turtles reassure them that it’s cute and tickle them more please and thank you

WAHHH THAT SOUNDS ADORABLE !!! I genuinely loved writing this (as a lee) aaahhehehehe ….. sorry if this didn’t turn out the way you expected cause tbh ….. it didnt turn out the way i expected. But i TRIED. And izTs like 3 am rn.

« Give me that remote ! »

The turtles find out you snort and, oh boy, do they love it.

Includes: Tickling !!

Lee: (gender neutral) Reader ,

Ler’s : Leo , Raph , Donnie & Mikey

Itteration: written as 2003 but it can be imagined as any itteration <3

Words: 1,014

“I’m telling you, the origional star trek series is way better than the next generation !!” Mikey attempted to grab the remote from your hand, yet you managed to lift it just out of place for him to not be able to reach it.

“You’re only saying that because its nostalgic.” You fought back.

Everyone in the lair loved watching movies and old shows. Especialy on saturday when you had no school/work. Its become a tradition where you would buy the best candy in New York City and you and your strange little green friends would choose a show or a movie to watch (and eventually fall asleep to).

You had, for good reason, chosen to watch Star Trek: The Next Generation, but the orange masked turtle himself was begging to watch the origional series.

“If we are gonna watch something Star Trek related, we have to watch the origional!” Mikey tried to jump to the controler but you managed to slip past him with the remote.

“Geez, Mikey. Can’t we just watch the origional series next saturday?” Donnie, who was sitting next to both of you and had to deal with most of the pushing and play fighting, spoke up with a sigh.

“Pshh, kids.” Raph, who was next to Donnie again, rolled his eyes.

Leo was standing behind the couch, standing over all of them with a small smile on his face. It was always humerous with you around. “I don’t have a say in this, but the nostalgia of the origional series hits hard.”

“Exactly!” Mikey cheered before looking back at you with a threatening look. “Now, give me that remote…”

You decided to see just how far he would go to get this remote. “You gonna fight me for it?” You said, knowing full well the youngest turtle wouldn’t even think of hurting a hair on your body.

“Oh, you asked for it…” Mikey slowly crawled himself towards you.

There was no way Mikey would actually hit you… right? Over a remote? Over a joke?

Thats when you saw that grin. That cheeky little grin on his face. A grin that basically told itself what would happen.

But before you could react any further, Mikey jumped on top of you, holding your right hand above your head, the hand that held the remote, and sitting on your legs.

Instead of grabbing the remote, which he could’ve easily grabbed by now, he pinched your sides.

No way. No how. You had never told the turtles about your ticklishness before because you were horrified they would discover your snort…

“Nohoho- snort Wahahait!!”

Shit. It had only been a second and you were already snorting.

You felt Mikeys hand thankfully pull away in an instant, but when you opened your eyes, you saw all four of the turtles. Staring at you.

No way this was happening.

Donnie seemed intrigued, you could basically see how much he wanted to smile just by looking into his eyes. Raph had raised an eyebrow whilst grinning at you. He thought it was hilarious how embarrassed you seemed. Leo just stood right over you holding back a chuckle from just how adorable your snort was, whilst Mikey; oh, this guy was glowing.

His smile seemed to grow ten times its size and he had a new glimmer in his eyes.

Your face quickly turned into a crimson red, pretty much resembling Raph’s mask, as you covered your face with your hands. “Oh god…” you muttered.

“Whahat was that?” Mikey held back his excitement whilst asking a question he already knew the answer to.

“If you-” you huffed, not knowing what to say. “That- you- you didn’t hear that. That was… wh- that was your imagination.” You felt your face glowing red. Even though you tried to cover it, it seemed like he redness was glowing through your hands.

“That was ADORABLE !!” Mikey squealed.

Wait… what?

“I didn’t know you were capable of doing that.” Donnie grinned, finding your snorting fascinating (as Spock would say).

“Wh- no its not cute, its embarrassing!” You managed to sit up, still partly covering your face.

Leo placed a hand on your sholder, causing you to flinch a bit. “Embarrassing? You haven’t even heard Raph yet.”

“Hey…” Raph grunted in a low tone.

“Besides, i wanna hear that cute laugh again.” Leo said as he wiggled his fingers across your side.

Did they really find your laughter cute? “Whahat?”

“Yeah, that was adorable!” Donnie added, sitting next to you and smiling.

Mikey nodded excitedly. “Yeah, you shouldnt be embarrassed of your laugh. Especially since its so cute!!”

Raph cracked his knuckles. “Oh, we’re totally doin’ this.” He spoke, still in a low tone, but more teasing this time. “Get ‘em!” Raph shouted as Mikey held your legs to stop you from kicking around whilst repeatedly squeezing your thigh, causing you to scream out laughing and snorting. Raph was sitting on the floor, digging one of his hands into your hips and the other into your stomach.

Donnie and Leo didn’t hold back either. Leo held both your hands above your head with one hand and ised the other one to scribble along your side whilst Donnie attacked your ribs.

“WAHAHA- snort WHAHAIT!! I CAHAHA- snort snort CAHAHANT!!” As much as you wanted to die from the embarrassment, knowing that the turtles found it cute made you less insicure about it and it actually made you feel happy as well. It was a tickle session you actually enjoyed.

“You can’t?” Mikey asked the question that wasn’t a question. “Too bad!”

“Yeah, thats right!” Donnie cheered on, loving the sound of your snorting and laughing. “You’re not going anywhere!”

“This might just be better than binge watching old shows,” Raph said. “We should do this every Saturday instead.”

“NE- snort NEHEHEVER!!”

You knew you couldn’t get out. I mean, they have been training since they were pretty much babies! No way you would ever get out of this.

In your mind you sighed cause you knew you were going to be here for a while.

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Snow Day

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

Word Count: 1,177

Warnings: None

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Fair enough.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Can’t. I’ve been shot.”

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

“LEHEHO! Stohohopihit!” 

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

“YOU DON'T!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Cheering up a genius

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

Lee: Donnie

Ler: Leo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"LEHEHEO, IHIHIHI'M SEHEHEHERIOHOHOUS!!!"

"Ohohokay, ok, I'm stopping."

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

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

Grumpy turtle + tickles = Happy turtle

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

A funny matter.

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

Ler!Leo and lee!Donnie

Warnings: Some swearing. But that's it!

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

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

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

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

"Hey buddy, trouble sleeping?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...

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

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

"Amino acid!"

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

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

"What?"

"When you find something funny."

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

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

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

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

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

"I hahahate yohohou so much!"

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

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

" 'NARDOHOHO, FUCK OHOHOFF!"

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

" 'Om nom nom!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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ROTTMNT TURTLE SIBLING HEADCANOONS

A/n: HII YALL!! I'm back from the dead (like karai) so I'll prolly die later anyways I'm making a headcanoon chart with the turtles tickling their SIBLING! Or atleast this will be like if the SIBLING is gonna tickle them and if the turtles would tickle the sibling, and basically just an excuse to make headcanoons bout a sibling they found and how would they react if the sibling tickled them or they tickled the sibling (a.k.a you). So basically rottmnt turtles and reader!sibling tickles and headcanons!

Warrnings: just a backstory (it might be kinda sad since it's the sibling getting used to their new life), headcanons and obviously TICKLES!! if that's not your jammy jam go find a more fitting jammy jam that fits you! No worries!

Reader nicknames: Sibling, Y/n, N/n.

Love: Plantonic and sibling love. T-cest and pro-ships out the door now.

Im sorry I got lazy at the end and besides jts like night in my country, soon midnight 😭

ENJOY!!

Backstory:

Well this was new. A month ago you were a simple human, sure you didn't have many friends, ppl found you weird, you didnt have a goal on life and you had some issues. One of them was being lonely.

But atleast then you knew what you were! You knew how to walk without losing balance, you knew how to write even if your hand writing might of not been the best and you basically knew what you were.

But now? You find out your parents were witches, found you in a vent of weird goo coming out of a palace and they decided to keep you using cover up magic to disguise you as a human?

This was. Weird.

You found out later that they told you cause your brothers wanted to meet their "lost found sibling". You felt like one of those "The Neglected child becomes a princess!" Gacha music videos.

Your parents decided for you to live there and use Leo's ōdachi to teleport you back home if you wanted to visit your parents.

You were sad ofcourse. But after a week or two you stopped being anxious. Though you were now a hamato.

You went from walking in the halls of the school with crowded people to walking in abounded empty train rails with your new brothers and April, someone you though as a sister to go and just hang out. You went from being alone and slacking around to huffing when training with real weapons and ninjas! Though this did have some bad sides.

You had now only 3 fingers on each of your hand and you had 2 toes on each of your foot. To add the fact you had now a shell was quite uncomfortable and hard to work with. You coudnt walk properly for a week til you finally got used to it! You coudnt write, play or draw cause of the new 3 fingers, and it was uncomfortable laying down. Besides... YOUR HAIR WAS NOW GONE. though sometimes your parents did give you the potion that could turn you into the human you were before but only if needed.

It took sometime to get along with the turtles, since no one has ever been this friendly, Loud and mischievous. In many ways. Pranks, Jokes, Roasts, but what got you the most was the tickling.

Sure Pranks where fun although you didn't really participate in them since they were quite... well- exploding. Jokes? Leo made that many that if you said one everyone will say "we know" and Leo would just giggle. Roasts? Well too lazy/ tired sometimes to be original. But tickles? Gosh.

Thats where the fun begins.

Ler's:

In the first week you started finally gaining your balance Leo came up behind you and gave you a hug that just squeezed a bit too much to make you giggle. That gave them an idea that you're ticklish. And that's where the turtles started plotting.

Raph:

Raph is the biggest. So it's obvious he will scoop you up and just hug you like a doll while secretly tickling and squeezing your sides while pretending like you're not giggling to death.

And gosh, another reason added that you had sensitive skin in turtle form. This just made the tickles worse. And Raph knew it.

Ya know the "clothes don't make the turtle" episode? Well he'd tickle you like that just to win something. Wether it's a card or a video game.

If you'd be lazy he'd just start poking you till you admit defeat, but he will carry you to the training hall.

If you're getting carries by sitting on his shoulder then he will defenetly hold you down with one arm and just tickle and poke your feet as he speaks to the rest.

He'd scratch his claws and tease you by scratching your tickle spots making you burst into giggles.

If you won't do smth like throw out the trash then he'd tickle you as a "lesson" when inreality he just wanted to be petty and tickle you.

He teases.

Yes he does. You know the baby voice he does sometimes?

YES HE WILL USE IT AGIANST YOU.

"Oh nooo~ did my baby sibling 'forgot' to wash dishes?~ well I gotta teach you a lesson!"

"Aww why didn't you mention that your dead spot is here?~ I could of wrecked you a long time agooo!"

And after he'd be like-

"Yeah that's what you get!" And then he'd chuckle and just help you stand up rubbing your bald head.

Though if the others were ganging up on you and you obviously coudnt fight back he'd step into the game and give a pizza slice of the pizza they all ordered as he'd help you get justice- YOUR BIGGEST OLDEST AND COOLEST BROTHER IS THERE FOR YOU 🏋‍♀️🏋‍♀️🏋‍♀️💪💪💪

He has a nice after care, cuddles and a pizza slice while just talking. He likes hugs. And if he could he'd read you a story but in the end you'd be the one reading since he can't read.

Leo:

Defenetly the one that tickles you THE MOST.

Like he'd come up, annoy you and then start just pocking you, and excuse that as "sibling behavior" (he's totally lying)

He'd jump out of a closet and then start wrecking you into bits, for like, no reason.

Feeling annoyed? Tickles. Feeling bad? Tickles. Feeling lazy? Tickles. Feeling sad? Tickles. Feeling happy? Tickles. HED TICKLE YOU IN WHATEVER MOOD YOU'RE IN.

Since I think he and Donnie are the medics of the group I think he'd "pretend" that he's checking up your body since you were in a disguise for "so long" when in reality he wants to hear your giggles and squeaks.

If you'd stay up late he'd tickle you so you get tired. Put you into bed. Tuck you in. A (PLANTONIC / SIBLING LOVE) kiss on the forehead and go back to do is insomniac things.

Though he probably does know where to stop and when.

Like he'd immidietly know. No matter what!

His teases belong to the mood.

Like if you're sad he will be nice and just complement you. But when he's wrecking you while you're in a "Grumpy mood" and that you need to "cheer up".

Yh.

"Ooooo You like this? You like this?"

"Im not stopping!"

"Why r you giggling?"

"Your laughter sounds like a mouse (he'd say this not to offend you but to embarras you before he'd blow a raspberry)

I think his favorite thing in tickles are blowing raspberries.

Unlike Raph that would scratch you to make out giggles Leo would wreck you while blowing raspberries.

Your laughter would be SOOOO Loud.

Sometimes if you're in your human form and he has a mood to be petty he'd tickle you just cause you aren't bald rn.

He'd use his portal sword to cheat in it to.

Like let's pretend you stole his comic and you are reading it when suddenly you see a portal open up infront of you and start tickling your plastron meanwhile next to you is standing Leo smacking the comic out of your head while you're apologizing in giggles.

Though if you 2 team up I'd be mostly to maybe annoy other or cause the others ganged up on you and now you're taking Mikey while he is taking Donnie and Raph for justice!!

After care would be a pat on the shoulder, some ice water, and a jupiter Jim movie til you recover. (The other turtles and April would defenetly join, and Maybe Casey but I think he'd be confused of the movie)

Donnie:

He's an evil scientist that loves theater and justice. Do I need to explain more?

I think that at first he woudnt tickle you, he'd show his inventions to you, like every. Single. One.

But the thing is he was the first one to know that you're ticklish. How? Well he was the one that made the first health control to check on your turtle body and see if years of disguise affected it.

He'd squeeze you here and there, scratch some places making you laugh or giggle which gave him the idea you're ticklish.

He defenetly dramaticly gasped or sorry- he'd defenetly say that he dranaticly gasped before chuckling and giving a slight tease.

"Oh? I think I touched a nerve- litteraly"

He'd note that down and use it agianst you another time.

YOU ATE HIS LAST SLICE OF PIZZA? Tickle prison it is!

You could be just sitting doing smth and he'd come up to you and it would go like:

"Did you eat MY last slice of pizza?"

"Uh- no....?"

Maybe Donnie isn't good at lying but he knows when someone lies. The second you respond he'd start tickling you.

And like his twin he'd love wrecking you.

His teases would be something like:

"STOP SQUIRMING YOU DUMMY YOU MAY KICK ME!"

"From my last invention I found out you're ticklish! I gotta test that theory out!"

"YOU ATE MY LAST SLICE OF PIZZA. YOU WILL PAAAAAY"

Yh. i said. Crazyyyy

Like his twin he is gonna tickle you under health control but secretly.

He'd pretend he dosent notice it but he'd have a big smirk he's hiding.

If you wear purple sometimes at first he'd mind a bit but with time you would assure him that he's as important as others and he isn't replecable, with time he got used to you wearing purple, but he'd still use that as an excuse to tickle you.

I think his favorite tickling thing is maybe iteams.

I fell like he'd experiment diffrent things to tickle you with and then see which one gives the most laughter and which the least.

if you roast him or insult him (playfully ofcourse) he'd get pouty and frowny and he'd argue with you til he says

"THATS IT!"

Pick you up and start tickling you mercilessly.

I feel like if you 2 teamed up he'd tell you everyone's tickle spots.

Maybe not death spots (unless the others know your death spot) but he'd give you good exempels.

Mikeys knees, Leo's armpits, Raphs spikes...

Yh.

His after care? He'd put a blanket on you and start info dumping and you'd respond with a smile wondering what the heck he is talking about, or maybe you'd join in on the blabbering.

Mikey:

LOVVVES TICKLE HUGS.

He's the most affectionate??? Ofcourse he'd love tickle you AND hug you!

I feel like he'd be your first person to go to when you have a Lee mood.

Like, I feel like he woudnt comment, hug you, and tickle you.

He'd also be rhe most gentle one.

Like he'd tickle you either for justice or to cheer you up!

Or just cause he wanted to hear you giggle.

I bet that since he's now a older brother he gotta take care of you yaknow?

Yea he maybe is the smallest, but hes defenetly the most elastic one.

you 2 would be painting something and then he'd start painting on you shell making you giggle and laugh while he's painting a master piece on your shell.

you defenetly weren't tickled more when He took a sponge and started rubbing it to try and wash away the paint

I feel like he'd give out the sweetest teases ever.

"Your laugh is so cute Y/n!"

"N/n your face is red! Awwww!"

"You squeak like a mouse it's adorable!"

He'd defenetly won't become a tease monster if his doctor delicate touch side came out

He'd later say "Love ya sibling!" (PLANTONIC) Either in a teasing tone or a happy tone.

I think his favorite tickle method would maybe be tickle affection.

Hugs, kisses, nibbles ETC. (PLANTONIC, they are siblings.)

He'd nibble sometimes on your worst spots while hugging you and tickling you at the same time while grinning.

Alright maybe he is small, but if the rest ganged up on her? His doctor delicate touch side is back on.

Like I feel if you 2 would team up He'd tell you the best ways to tickle them. And how to wreck them properly to make them stop tickling you everytime you got your justice.

He's good At aftercare too!

I feel like everytime if yall would tickle each other yall would calm down, hug, and probably talk bout life or just sit in silence while Mikey was talking bout a new cooking book that meat sweats made.

Siblings 😭

Either of them is tickling you? The rest are either joining the tickle fight or just pretending You don't exist as you laugh your shell up.

They WILL gang up on you, no matter what.

You're their little baby sibling! You gotta get tickled a BIT 😒

While training you they'd tickle you or poke you and pretend like that is "preparing for you to focus"

If you'd win a game they would make plans to tickle you. Yea. I feel like they would.

But at the same time I think in the end a turtle pile will relax every one of you as after care while watching jupiter Jim movies.

Lee:

Raph:

Ticklishness? Probably 7/10.

It's hard to get him cause he's such a big boy!!! But there are ways to geth to him...dw...

Worst spots are probably his spikes and/or neck, his melting spots are palms and maybe feet.

He's kinda squirmy so watch out for spikes!

His laugh can be either squeaky and sweet or hysterically and kinda loud. There's no in between.

"N/N. N/N- *cackle* PLEASEEE-"

"Y/n NOT thehehehehreeeee!!! Eeep!"

*girly shriek*

He'd slapp his hand onto the floor if he has enough.

After that older brother needs an nap! Nighty night!

Leo:

Ticklishness?

9/10. This mother truckers ticklish.

A poke can send him into giggles.

His laugh is hysterically and dramatic and I know It I feel it.

Hes tickle spots are his plastron neck and shell (probably) oh and let's not forget armpits! His melt spots are probably feet and knees.

This idiot would say smth about you that you woudnt dare tickle him and 20 seconds later get wrecked by you.

"Y/N- Y/NNNNN NOHOHOHO IHIHIM SOHOHORRRY!!!"

"Nohohohoh!"

Squirmy butt. Be careful he might kick ya-

When you'd stop he'd pretend like nothing happend before getting justice-

Donnie:

Ticklishness? Same as his twin 9/10.

Though he's beter at hiding it even if he's not good of a liar.

He can hold in his laughter very well, well, unless you wreck him.

He'd lose it.

Bad spits are probably sides, armpits and shell' edges but BE CAREFULL WITH THE SHELL. His melting spots are though his neck and his arms.

He'd try to lie but he woudnt he able to.

His laughter is a bit squeaky and he snorts much!

"N/N STHOHO *SNORT* PPP"

"Y/n IHISWEAR- *SNORT*"

He'd curl up into a ball trying to protect himself of his squirming didn't work and he needs to try and protect his "edgy emo" persona.

He'd be embarrased after and just pretend like it didn't happen.

Mikey:

He's either 8/10 or 10/10.

His laughter is giggly squeaky and bubbly.

His worst spots are his shell, knees and feet while his melt spots are his face and probably shoulders.

He isn't afraid of tickles, he'd laugh along with you.

"Y/NNNNN AHHHHHH"

"oKaAhay PEACACAHEEE-"

He shrieks.

I feel like he'd just hug you in the end.

Thats all. Probably will edit this in the morning cause of the ending. I'm sorry this became this short at the end. Nighty night and of you want more just request idm!

[sunsetsandsunshine]

Hey!! For your next fic could you do Leo and Mikey angst

It came be 2012, MM or rise

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·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙷𝚒, 𝚃𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍!!! 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚛𝚘 ☹️💔…𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 💖💕💘💞🩷!!! 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝙸’𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 😅👍🏾! 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍— 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 🫠…˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟹,𝟸𝟾𝟾

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐…𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍…𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍, 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎…𝚊𝚗𝚍 �� 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 '𝚞𝚗'. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕? 𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢…

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𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔!!!

𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁: 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙰𝙳𝙷𝙳 𝚊𝚗𝚍/𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌!!! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 ☺️💞💗💓💕

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

Mikey couldn’t do anything right now. Like…anything.

Well…perhaps he was being a bit too dramatic. He was breathing. And he was fidgeting with his squishy cube. So saying he wasn’t doing 'anything' wasn’t entirely true.

Right now he just…couldn’t do anything…productive. 

For example, the box turtle tried making his favorite dishes and deserts! But that endeavor just ended up being a huge mess in the kitchen…and leaving the youngest turtle with a bunch of unappetizing food. 

Which he fed all to Raph by the way. 

Some would call that choice of action cruel but Mikey would just call it 'using his resources'. 

Besides, it’s not like the eldest minded at all. He said, and I quote: 'It has a nice…crunchy feeling to it. Did you put some of Don’s inventions in this?'

Which honestly got a couple of chuckles out of the smallest turtle teen of the bunch.

Then, Mikey tried skateboarding! But for once in all his 14 years of living…it was just utterly boring. 

And after all of that nonsense, Mikey then finally tried reading a comic…but he was too unfocused to even get to the second page…

But what was really new? Mikey could never focus on jackshit even if said jackshit hit him right in the shell. 

His brothers and sister would always have to remind him to stay focused or 'not do this' or 'not do that'.

For example, a couple days ago Donnie had to kindly remind the box turtle (well…as kindly as Donnie could be anyway…) to brush his teeth.

To. Brush. His. Fucking. Teeth. 

And honestly? Having to be reminded to do that was really embarrassing. And the orange banded teen knew his brother didn’t mean to humiliate him internally…but…yeah.

And it’s not like the softshell was wrong either! The youngest turtle just couldn’t freaking accept that he himself couldn’t do such a simple task in the morning. 

But literally every task he completely fails to do is just utterly simple ones!

Like cleaning his room or not forgetting things or even keeping track of time! 

…And the sad part about all of it was Mikey just honestly could not understand how his family haven’t gotten sick of his annoying tendencies…

And let’s be for real here…that was basically all of his tendencies. 

The box turtle groaned loudly in his room, slamming his whole body on his bed as he screamed into his pillow. 

There had to be something he could do instead of just wallowing in his own self pity…

And one of those options could not consist of bothering his family with his random bad mood. They had to put up with him 24/7…the least he could do was give them some space.

The youngest then glanced at his drawing notebook hopefully…

…One little sketch of something random wouldn’t hurt, right?

The amber eyed teen reached for his notebook, grabbing a pen from his drawer as he started to sketch his desk because why the absolute fuck not? Based on the objects he’s drawn in the past…sketching a simple desk should and will be easy, right? Right. 

That was until the orange banded teen’s pencil tip broke. But it was fine! He could just re-sharpen it, right? Right.

That was until the youngest realized he had absolutely no clue where his sharpener was due to the fact his room looked like a pig stie. And there was no way he was looking for it in…that whole situation. 

…The situation he created in the first place. 

Michelangelo layed on his bed with his face staring at the ceiling in frustration, he ran his fingernails along his arms, not making really deep cuts with them but going deep enough for it to hurt a bit.

Like a reasonable turtle would, Mikey should probably get one of his stress toys…or better yet, another pencil!

But let’s be for real here…he’d most likely find a way to fuck that up too.

Suddenly, there was a small, quiet knock on Mikey’s door but…in all honesty? He just wanted to crawl into his shell and sob for the next hour and a half. Letting out a niiiiice and quick 'come in' would take way too much energy. 

The box turtle let out a soft grunt, letting whoever was on the other side know it was a-okay to come in.

Abruptly, Leo peeked in the room, a wide smile plastered on his face as he closed the door, “Damn, Mikester…it looks like every single natural disaster went through your room…”

“I’m cleaning it.” The youngest grumbled to his brother.

“Really? You sure about that, little bro? Because if my memory serves me correct (which it in-fact does), you said that last week. And the week before that…and the week before—“

“I SAID I’M FUCKING CLEANING IT!!!” The orange banded turtle snapped, sitting up on the bed to glare at his immediate older brother before slowly realizing what he just did. 

The youngest’s heart dropped as he looked away from his brother. The orange banded mutant’s eyed widened as silent and small tears ran down his face. He covered his mouth as his other hand turned to a fist, his nails unforgivingly digging into his palm.

“I-I’m sorry…I’m s-sorry…I-I’m so s-sorry…!” He started, rocking himself back and forth before stopping as he was met with a warm embrace. Leonardo hugged him gently but firmly, rubbing the other’s shell in a comforting hold. “Woah woah…! Bud, you have nothing to apologize for…” The slightly older teen said as he rested his chin on the top of his baby brother’s head.

“L-Like h-hell I don’t. I-I just screamed a-at y-you for no reason…” Michelangelo wobbly said. “You were just trying to lighten the mood but I just had to make everything harder like I-I always do…!” 

“Mikey—”

“I-I always do this. I-I’m so f-fucking s-sorry Leo…”

“Mikester…I-I appreciate the apology but it seriously isn’t necessary—”

“You’re probably so sick of me and so angry at me. I-I’m sorry I just—”

“Mikey!” Leo gently yelled to get the other’s attention, squeezing the smaller turtle’s hands as he stared straight at him with pleading eyes. “Do I look mad?”

“…N-No.”

“Do I sound mad?”

“…No.” 

The second youngest sadly smiled, “So what are you apologizing for, hm?”

“…I-I…dunno…I-I just…I just felt I needed to apologize…” The box turtle mumbled as he looked at his hands. The blue banded turtle sighed, slowly getting out of the hug so him and his little brother faced each other. The slider rubbed the other turtle’s palm with his thumb comfortingly, “…Do you wanna talk about it, baby bro?”

The leader in blue was just met with silence…which he could honestly work with.

“Angelo…you know you can tell me…anything, right? Like…anything. Although, it doesn’t have to be me you talk to about it. It could be Raph or Don or April or even Dad or Draxum! I just…don’t want you sitting here and bottling up the way you feel…” 

Silence. Leo continued.

“You’re always there when we need you, Angel. Whether it’s to vent or to just ramble about shit, you’re just…always there. We don’t tell you this enough but we appreciate you always being someone we can lean on…”

Silence. Leo continued.

“But…you do know you can lean on us too, right? Comfort goes both ways and I can see you’re hurting, buddy. So please…if you need to talk to me…I’m right here.”

Mikey sniffled, squeezing Leo’s hand, “I-I d-dunno. Today is just…weird. This whole week has just been…weird.” Leo nodded, giving his brother his full undivided attention, “How so?”

“I just…haven’t been able to do anything…” The smaller teen admitted.

“What do you mean?” The taller teen inquired. 

“I haven’t been able to do…anything. Like, I can’t draw, cook or even skateboard! Me!!! Not being able to skateboard— isn’t that crazy?!” The amber eyed turtle laughed bitterly.

“And it’s not like I can’t do it. I’m perfectly freaking capable of doing it in the right amount of time I want but my brain just. won’t. let. me!” 

“I keep procrastinating and not doing the stuff I want to do and I have no idea why! I’m tired of just putting things off and being this way! I want to do things without having to ask you guys for help or to remind me or to relate it with a hyperfixation that I have!” Mikey hiccuped, a new wave of tears rolling down his face as his hands shook. 

The amber eyed teen sniffled, refusing to look at his immediate older brother at all right now because…holy shit he just overshared a whole lot…

Like…a whoooooooooole freaking lot.

“…That sounds like you.” Leonardo shrugged. 

In a state of just shock and confusion, the box turtle pulled his hands away from his brother, looking up at him as lime green eyes met amber ones. “I…what…?” Michelangelo murmured.

“I said that sounds like you.” Leo said again casually as Mikey glared at him, “Yeah. I heard what you said but that isn’t helpful.”

“I’m just being honest with you, Mikester.” Leo said, “Just…let me explain, okay?”

“…You have five minutes before I kick you out of my room.” 

“Deal.” The lime green eyed mutant commented, “You can’t draw, cook or skateboard right now. You’re procrastinating and not doing the stuff you want to do in the time you planned…is that correct?” 

Michelangelo sent deathly daggers to his brother— which the other wasn’t phased by at all. This time was probably the best time to crawl in his own shell and just sob his eyes out because what kind of dumbass question was his dumbass brother asking him?!

“…Yes.” The orange banded teen mumbled. 

“And…why are those bad things?” 

“WHY?!” The box turtle huffed out a laugh of annoyance, “Pfft— you’re asking me why. Maybe it’s because it’s annoying?! Maybe because it’s frustrating to deal with and I don’t want to burden you guys with my problems?! Maybe because I don’t want to fucking feel or be this way?!” The youngest shouted, breathing heavily as he finished his rant. 

The box turtle looked away again, silently cursing at himself for getting annoyed so easily. “Mikey.” Leo started again, “Your being too hard on yourself, okay? No one is expecting you to be at your 100% all the time.” 

“What you just described to me; you being able to not focus or you getting bored easily or procrastinating with stuff is…literally you. You’re just being you.” The slider explained as he held his baby brother’s hand in his. “And I get it. It’s hard to deal with it sometimes and it’s going to be hella frustrating. Like…super borderline frustrating. But you can’t shun them away and just…try to ignore them, bubs…”

“Let’s take moi for example. I’m impulsive, I talk loud and lose things daily. Those three things don’t make up my whole personality but it would be super weird and off-putting if I just…didn’t do or have those three things, right?” 

The youngest giggled wetly, “Yeah…it would. A-And by the way, I’m still waiting for you to find that glittery pen kit I gave you…”

Leonardo groaned loudly and dramatically, causing the other teen to giggle louder, “I’m looking for it, okay?! It’s in my room…somewhere.” The taller mutant mused, “But anyways…back to you. You procrastinate, you relate things to your hyperfixations and you can’t do some of your favorite tasks from time to time…those are some traits that make up you, is it not?” 

Mikey sniffled, rolling his eyes playfully due to the fact he knew damn well where this was going, “Yeah…” 

Leo smiled softly, seeing his younger brother was starting to get his point, “I wouldn’t change a single thing about you, okay? I know sometimes it’s hard to deal with the things you described but you have us for that.” He said as his smile turned to a grin. 

“You can come to me— to us— anytime. We love you for who you are…your flaws and all and we just…I-I need you to know that we love you so so much—!” The slider was cut off by a sudden abrupt embrace from the box turtle. The orange banded teen sobbed into the other’s shoulder, clutching the taller turtle like a lifeline. 

“T-Thank you…” The box turtle wobbly said through tears.  

“Of course, Angel.” Leo said as he hugged his baby brother back, “I love you.” He said as he kissed the other teen on the head.

“I-I l-love you too…”

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“Tell your thoughts to shut up.” Leo said as he lightly poked Mikey in the forehead numerous times. The two were sitting on the box turtle’s bed just simply…relaxing and enjoying each other’s company. Michelangelo was sitting in between his older brother’s legs as he had his shell to his brother’s plastron.

Leonardo hugged his brother protectively, resting his chin on the top of the box turtle’s head. “What do you mean?” The youngest giggled out. “I can hear your thoughts, man. You’re not bothering me or disturbing me in any way, shape or form, alright…?” 

The amber eyed turtle nodded, squeezing Leo’s hand, “Y-Yeah…I know...” 

“I’m choosing to be here because I love you. I don’t feel obligated to be here, okay? You’re not annoying and you, neither your problems are a burden…okay?” The slider said reassuringly, “It’s okay to ask us for help…and we don’t mind reminding you to do things…okay?” 

“You’ve said ‘okay’ like, fifty times…”

“Mikey.” 

“Mhm…yeah yeah…I gotcha…”

The elder looked at his brother skeptically, resting his chin on his little brother’s shoulder so they made solid eye contact, “I want you to say it.” 

“…Say what exactly?”

“I want you to say that you are an amazing person and you don’t need to change a single thing about yourself.” 

“You are an amazing person and you don’t need to change a single thing about yourself.” Michelangelo grinned smugly. Leonardo glared at the youngest’s interpretation to his statement, “Mikey, you know exactly what I meant.” 

“I said what you wanted me to say…so…” The amber eyed teen trailed off.

“Michelangelo.” The slider said in a warning tone as he poked the other’s side. The box turtle squeaked at the unexpected touch, trying to stop his immediate older brother from doing it again but his brother had a strong but gentle grip on him…

Then the smallest turtle came to recognition that he was stuck in a potential tickle hug with no way out…

…How wonderful. 

“L-Leeheeo…doohoo nahat.” The orange banded mutant warned through his giggles, said warning not seeming too threatening due to the fact he was already laughing up a storm. The leader in blue raised a brow, poking the other’s side repeatedly, “I just want you to repeat what I said…in the first person.” The taller teen specified.

The smaller turtle squirmed in the hug, small frantic giggles pouring out of his mouth. This…really wasn’t how he was expecting his day to go. Just about an hour ago, he was wallowing in sadness about the stuff he hated about himself, to talking about it with his brother, to now getting tickled by his brother.

…So could he really complain about how things turned out?

…Yes. Yes, he absolutely could.  

“Leeheeon! Plehease dohon’t!” The youngest squealed as one of his brother’s hands hovered over his stomach. Mikey held onto the other’s wrists, trying to stop his elder brother from tickling him but his small attempts ending up to be all for nothing as Leo effortlessly tickled his stomach with one hand.

“LEEHEEHAHAHA!!” Michelangelo laughed wholeheartedly, swatting at his brother’s arms. The lime green eyed turtle cooed at the gesture, now using both of his hands to attack the youngest’s plastron, “D'aww…look at you giggling your head off~! You’re my adorable little bundle of amazingness, aren’t you~?”

The smaller teen shook his head, a faint blush appearing on his face, “STAHA— squeal N-NAHAHA!”

“What~? What was that?” The blue banded mutant asked as he kneaded the box turtle’s hips. “GYAHAH— squeal SHIHIHIT! COHOME OHAHAN!!!” The amber eyed turtle cried frantically as he kicked his legs on the mattress slightly. 

The youngest squealed with laughter, curling in on himself as he slumped in his big brother’s hold. Leonardo just sighed fondly at the action, wrapping the other in another hug as he raspberried his neck. “LEEHEEHEE!! PLAHAH— squeak NAHAHAT THEHERE squeak PLEHEASE PLEHEASE— squeak!!!”

“Not there~?” The elder lightly mocked, “What about…here~?” He mused as he used his hands to scribble all over the younger turtle’s ribs. Mikey cackled, shaking his head to try and at least subside the tickly feelings.

“NAHAHA— squeal AHAHAHA!! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE EHE— squeal EHEHEITHER!!! LEEHEEO!!” The orange banded turtle squeaked as Leo stopped for a second, “I’ve tried sooooo many spots, buddy! How many times are you gonna say not there, hm?”

Mikey genuinely squawked louder than a firefighter siren, squirming so much it looked like he was actually being electrocuted. “PLEHEHAHA LEEHEEO NAHAHAT THEHEHE RIHIHIBS!!!” He cackled. 

“Not the riiiibs~? Why~? Is it because it’s your tickle spot~? Your tickletickletickle spot~? Because you’re ticklish~?” Leonardo asked as he lightly nibbled the crook of Mikey’s neck. 

Michelangelo screamed in laughter, scrunching up his shoulders as he dug his heels on the bed, a couple of his plushies sadly falling on the floor (R.I.P. man…) “EEEHEEHEEP!!! S-STAHAP BEEHEEING MEEHEAN!” Mikey said as he thrashed on the bed. 

The slider said nothing, his hands sneaking up to the box turtle’s underarms. “AAAAHAHAHA! OHO NOHOHO— squeak SHIT! SHIHIHAHAT!”

Happy tears slowly begin to appear in the smallest teen’s eyes, he weakly hit Leo’s arms as a last attempt to be set free, “LEHEHEMME squeal GOHOHOHO!” 

“Ohonly if you sahay it, bubs.” 

“IHIHI— SQUEAK!! LEEHEEHEEON!!!” 

“Yeeeees, baby brother~?” The elder dragged out as he kneaded the other’s hips.

“IHI’LL SAHAY IHIHAT I-IHIHI’LL SAHAHAY IHIT!!” The amber eyed teen squealed. 

“And you promise not to be a sassy little shit about it~?” The older teen asked.

“SQUEAK YEHAHAHA— SQUEAK YEHES YEHES I-I PROHOHOMISE!” 

Leo stopped tickling his little brother, hugging him protectively as the youngest caught his breath slowly but surely. “W-Wahait…whahat squeak wahas ihihat yohou eeheeven wahanted me squeak to sahay again?” 

The taller turtle pondered for a bit, thinking to himself before loudly groaning, “That’s…a good damn question. I don’t really remember exactly what I wanted you to say in the first place…” The lime green eyed turtle sighed, “Forgetfulness at its finest...” 

The red eared slider adjusted himself, making sure the other was comfortable before starting to speak again, “Well…based on what we talked about…could you maybe just…y'know…” Leo gestured with his hands before groaning, “Do you get what I’m trying to say, man?” 

“…I thihink I have ahan idea…” Mikey giggled as he fiddled with his hands, “I shouldn’t beat myself up so much because of some of my traits or quirks. And I’m allowed to feel frustrated and/or upset because things don’t go my way because of them. But…I shouldn’t allow those things to put me down...”

Michelangelo smiled softly, rubbing his palm with his thumb, “They don’t define me as a person but they make me a person. I don’t need to be at my best 100% and I’m allowed to have bad days. And if things get too overwhelming or difficult I can just go to you guys.” 

Mikey hugged himself, letting out a small laugh as his happy tears welled up in his eyes, “I’m just…being me. And there’s nothing wrong with that.” Leonardo teared up at his brother’s words, hugging him tighter than he ever had before and burying his face at the back of the youngest’s head.

“Never forget that, Miguelito…never forget that.” 

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

[stup1d-lee]

first post here…if you recognize me…shh..

[sparethespark]

Hello! May I ask about a rottmnt lee turtle sibling!reader (gender neutral) fanfic? It happens to be the lair games and the reader finally decides to join in the sibling rivalry. But one of the challenges is a tickle fight and since the reader is a giggle bug (a.k.a they giggle a LOT and they are a walking tickle spot) their older brothers decide to gang up on them first cause of 2 facts, 1 the reader is the easiest one to defeat in tickle fights, 2 the reader has been quite good at the lair games up to this point and their older brothers have been quite envious and surprised the reader has been on lead this quick.

I'm sorry if this is too much to ask for or is something you'd rather not write I understand! And if you do accept this ask then take your time don't rush, Welcome to the community BTW and have a great day/night!!!

UR SO NICE ANON. ☹️☹️ I feel so welcomed already ahhhehehehr..... I don’t watch a lot of ROTTMNT but i deff tried my best 😭😭 I'm sorry it took so long ss.school has been beating my ass

« The Lair Games w / T-Sibling!Reader !! »

Honestly, your brothers were getting tired of your continuous victory's during the lair games, but they knew that this next challenge, you would fold instantly.

Includes: ticklinggguh

Lee: GN turtle sibling!reader ,

Ler’s: Raph , Leo , Donnie , Mikey

Itteration: ROTTMNT

Words: 651

Oh, you were on a winning streak tonight baby.

At first you were hesitant to join in on the lair games your older brothers had created, but after lots of begging and pleading (and puppy eyes from Mikey), you finally agreed to join.

And you were destroying them!

“Oh come on!” Leo threw his hands up in the air and groaned due to you having beaten him in the shell bowling game, managing to beat him by 1 maniquin.

"And that means I won. Mic drop!!" You celebrated.

"Yes, yes," Donnie walked out of the makeshift hospital room he was in after Leo purposefully accidentally broke his ankle. "You have won. This game." He looked at you with such an evil stare you swore you could see satan taking over his soul. “However, you all seem to have forgotten the last, most important game."

The last game? There was more? Oh well. You knew that whatever it was, you could defeat them, just like you’ve done with every other game.

“Give me your worst.” You said with a confident smile.

All four brothers turned to look at you with devious grins. What were those big guys thinking of…

“If you say so,” Leo responded with a shrug.

Before you could question their stare, all four of them jumped towards you and yelled “TICKLE FIGHT !!!”

Before you could react any further, Raph held you down (due to being the biggest and strongest) whilst the three others instantly began their attack.

"Wh- WAHAHAHAIT!!" You screamed as Leo focused on tickling your exposed armpits, Donnie attacked your poor stomach and Mikey was repeatedly squeezing your thighs.

You desperately thrashed around, which was difficult considering you were pinned down by pretty much all four of your brothers.

"What? You said to give you our worst." Leo grinned, re calling what you had said earlier.

"And besides, you're the easiest one to defeat, you little tickle bug!" Mikey teased with a huge smile on his face.

And that was true...

You had always been the victim of tickle fights due to being the most ticklish. The second there was a tickle fight around, everyone would stare at you.

Raph chuckled. "All you have to do is wave that white flag, (y/n)."

No way. You were going to win this, no matter what.

"NEHEHEVER!" You managed to free your right arm and quickly covered your side.

"Hey!" You heard Leo complain. "Oh, you're in for it now!"

And just when you thought it couldn't get worse, Raph was quick to grab your arm again as Leo went full force on your right armpit and side, sitting on your chest to imobalise you further.

"NAHAHAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHEHEASE IM SAHAHAHAHARRY!!!" You pleaded, but Leo didn't stop.

"Surrender, (y/n)!" Donnie said enthusiastically as he moved down to your hip bones.

You were getting wrecked over here.

"We won't stop until you admit defeat!" Mikey held your thigh in black so you couldn't kick it around as he continued squeezing it.

What were you gonna do? I mean, you were completely trapped after all. The only thing you could do was to surrender. You stood no chance against these guys!

"I'M NOT-"

...Donnie dug his fingers into your sides.

"I SURRENDEHEHER!!" You screamed, praying to god they would stop, and thankfully, they did.

You felt Raph's hands let go of your wrists as the others slowly got off you. Leo was the first to cheer.

"Woo, we got them!" He raised his arms in the air. "So much for a perfect streak, am I right?" He nudged you, causing you to flinch.

"Youhu guys are ehehevil..." You muttered under your still dying breath.

Mikey, sweet sweet Michelangelo, was the angel that helped you up as he let you lean on his shoulder.

"You are the easiest one to take out, (y/n)." Donnie chuckled.

"Yeah... thank's for reminding me..."

[someone1348]

Okay! Because it is the special 400! We are starting my surprise series me and @dallyhall came up with based on the episode "Down With the Sickness"

So pretty much the premise is: you know the captain cuddle cakes or stage 3? We changed that up! Stage 3 becomes the ler stage! When they get sick and enter stage three everything ler wise is amplified (They all fear Mikey)

This is the Stage 3 Series!!! I'm so excited to write this!

We're starting off with Leo! I hope you enjoy!

The people in this: Ler!Leo, Lee!Donnie, Lee!Mikey, Lee!Raph

Tw: some intense tickles sort of! And a Mention of being panicked, That's about it other than that it's adorable!

Thank you all for 400! This is for you guys! I love you all so much! :] /p /gen /pos

-K :]

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Stage Three: Leo!

"ACHOO!" Time seemed to stop right then and there. All three turtles slowly turned to look at their brother in blue.

"Leooo? You okay buddyy?" Raph asked him calmly. Being sick wasn't new to them, and none of them, minus Donnie, were worried about catching anything, but things have changed. Recently, because they have grown, the stage three of being sick for all of the turtles has changed from captain cuddle cakes to the ultimate tickle monster.

Everything was enhanced, it was like having a ler mood times 3000. That's why everyone was shaking in their metaphorical boots right now. It has been too long since one of them got sick, they could not afford this right now.

"Guys, I'm fineee! Don't worry! It's allergy season!" Leo dismissed their worries but the more time went on the more he started to not feel right, did he eat another poison puff?, no no, hmm, uh oh-

"Is it hot in here?"

Their eyes widened as they all looked at him again,

"Stage One!" They shouted in unison, really starting to panic now. Leo sighed and looked at them, trying to calm everyone down.

"Guys really I'm f-fi- achoo!" He sniffed "I'm fine!"

"Quarantine him!"

"No! Guys! Raph! Put me down!" Leo complained before they gently threw him in a room putting up the special sick divider they have for occasions like this.

"This is stupid I'm not sick"

"He's in denial" Donnie said in his normal monotoned voice

"He's moving to stage two!" Mikey said dramatically as he slid down the length of Donnies arm onto the floor.

"Relax! He's in there, when he gets to stage three we'll be safe!" Raph said confidently as Donnie gently and soothingly rubbed the top of Mikeys head.

The three of them went to do their own thing. Mikey cautiously came back with soup which Leo thanked him for, things seemed to be normal. Either he wasn't in stage three yet or stage three went back to captain cuddle cakes but that's impossible...right?

Mikey rushed to get the others "guys! Leo seems normal, were we wrong about him being sick? Has stage three changed back? I don't know what's going on!" Mikey babbled before Donnie shook his head 'no'

"No no, he's definitely sick, maybe he's playing mind games, to try and lure you in for stage 3"

Mikey whimpered in fear before giggling a little in anticipation.

"Shhh Mikey! We can't wake up stage three!" Donnie whisper yelled as the three of them peaked around the corner to check on him.

Eyes widened as they saw that they were staring at nothing.

"Uhhh guys...he's gone" Raph spoke as he looked down "Mikey?!"

"HE'S GOT MIKEY!" They shouted together as they looked around

"He was right here! Great Galileo! we are doomed!" Raph placed his hands on his younger brothers shoulders

"Breathe Donnie, We have the advantage, prepare yourself and let him have Mikey! You know he's the most ticklish anyway! Maybe he'll only go for him"

"You're right! I wish you the best of luck, big brother" he wiped a fake tear as Raph nodded

"It's been an honor, little brother!" Raph saluted him as they went their sepreate ways.

Mikey, on the other hand, had been taken away and put in his room "m-my room? But why?" He was so confused, this was so different than other stage threes before.

He heard a distant giggling, and then a million different portals illuminated the room covering almost every inch of the space but the floor. Mikeys eyes widened as he turned and tried to follow the giggling but it sounded like it was coming from every direction.

"Leoooo" Mikey whined cautiously, aware of the giggles that threatened to spill out from Mikeys lips as they bubbled up in his chest. He felt a poke to his side but when he turned there wasn’t a hand in sight.

Another poke

And another

"Leheheo! Quit poking mehe" Mikey quickly covered his mouth. The youngest knew he was doomed as the low chuckle that once echoed all over the room made itself present again.

Mikey spun around and was now face to face with the man himself "Boo!" Leo said as he pulled Mikey into a portal that took them to the soundproof garage,

"Now I can get those precious giggles of yours all to myself~" Leo smirked as he held Mikeys hands up above his head with one hand.

Mikey couldn't contain the giggles, Stage Three: The tickle monster stage.

"Leheheo plehease!"

"I haven't even touched you yet giggles~" he wiggled his fingers teasingly at him, Leo's classic smirk grew tenfold as he scanned his little brother for the first spot he would go to

"I'm saving those precious knees for last, for right now~ these ticklish sides of yours are calling my name!" He thought out loud before gently squeezing and scribbling alll over Mikeys sides, letting go of pinning him down so he can use both hands.

Mikey squeaked before he lightly tried to push at Leo's hands. "LEHeheHeO! NOhoHoHo!" He giggled like a little kid, which made Leo smile.

"You're too adorable little brother! I knew picking you first was the right choice, Once I heard those giggles it was quite an easy decision~" he booped his nose as Mikeys face dusted a light pink.

"IHihit's a blehehessing and a cursEE HEHE LEHeHeO!" He squealed before the tickle monster in him decided it was time for his littlest brothers stomach to get some raspberries

Mikey lightly pushed at his head as he tried to get away "IHhIT TIhHicKles!"

Leo giggled "I would hope so, hmmm I'm not satisfied yet, let's say we move down, does that sound good gigglebug?~"

Mikeys eyes widened and he chirped as Leo dragged his fingers down his thighs to his knees gently tapping the tops of them

"LEHEHEEO! DohoHon't! Thahat's my tihihickle spot!" He giggled with anticipation and spoke so innocently as if he hadn't been tickled many many times before by his big brothers, especially Leo!

"Oh? Right heree you say?~" Leo giggled as he gently squeezed his knee caps and listened to Mikey snort.

"LEHEO!"

"Tickletickletickletickle!~"

Leo scribbled all over his knees from the tops of them to underneath them leaving no spot untickled.

"NOHOHOHO!"

"Yehehes~" Leo giggled along with him as he gently flipped his youngest brother over and blew raspberries behind his knees.

Mikey chirped and snorted again "LEHEHEO PLEAHAHAHASE IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!"

"Oh does this tickle too?~" he asked with a smirk as he gently nibbled behind his knees

"EEE! YEHEHES-" He snorted again as his fists gently hit the floor "ALOHOHOT!"

"We're almost done cutie pie" he teased him like any big brother would as he gently dragged his teeth from the back of his knees to the back of his thighs.

Mikeys laugh went silent before he snorted and let out his genuine laughter "LEHEHE LEHEHE!"

Leo giggled and stopped as he rubbed away the ghost tickles before gently rubbing Mikeys head "Time to find the others, adios Hermano~" he winked portaling Mikey back to his room and them himself to the living room to start looking for the others.

Leo giggled as he wandered the house, "Raphieeeee come out come out wherever you areee~"

Raphs eyes widened as he covered his mouth. He didn't even hear Mikey get caught how is this possible?! He was hiding behind the biggest arcade machine they have. The sound of the machines rattled with Leo's teasy voice getting closer and closer with every passing second. He had no time to think about it, this was game time if he's caught it's over.

"Raphieeee I'm gonna getchaa!~" He smirked as he popped his head into the arcade "now this looks like the kind of place my big brother would be~"

Raph put another hand to his mouth trying to hold back any threatening giggles that lingered in his throat.

Leo tapped every machine until he got to the one Raph was hiding behind. With a smirk he teased "Oh where could he be!" He giggled a little, peeking his head over the side of it. "I found you my little Raphadoodlee~"

Raph squeaked as he tried to get away before Leo gently pounced onto him wasting no time scribbling all over his spikes

"Leo! Wait!- NOHOHO HAHA!-" Raph snorted mid-sentence as Leo's smirk grew and he continued "Dawww what's the matter? Is Raphiee Ticklwishh?~" He spoke in his baby voice as he switched between Raphs ribs and his spikes

"LEHeheOOHO! KNohoHocK IHit OHoFf!" He tried to squirm without hurting him but his face started to get redder than his bandana

"Look at your face!" Leo giggled before blowing raspberries to his spikes "Does it tickleeeee?~"

"LEHEHEEO!"

"Coochie Coochie Coo wittle Laughy Raphhiee~" He smirked, watching his older brother crumble gently to the floor in order to try and hide his face

"LEHEHEHEHEO PLEHEHEASE!"

"Okahay okahay!" Leo gently rubbed away the ghost tickles before walking out of the arcade. "Be good for me now giggles i've got a scientist to find~"

"Oh DONNIEEEE~" he wandered out of the arcade towards Donnies room/lab.

The purple clad turtles eyes were already wide upon hearing Raphs laughter from his lab, he thought for sure Leo would have been done after both of them but-

"Oh my banana pancakes I am doomed" he spoke quietly before his lab doors were busted open

"Deee Deee~ my favorite twinnn come give your brother some giggles~" Donnie squeaked as Leo was already tackling him gently down to the floor faster than he could blink! Mikey had the strength but Leo for sure had the speed.

"LEO!"

Leo smirked and scribbled all over the top of his thighs "Tickle Tickle tickleee~ wittle DonLEE~"

"LEHeheO! COhohoMe OHohon! NOhot Fahair! LehEhet MeHe GohoHo!" Donnies pleads went in one ear and out the other as Leo gently flipped him over and lightly pinched all over the back of his thighs

"Tickletickletickletickle! You know you have the most precious laugh in the whole world Dee Dee~ I could listen to it for hourss!" Leo smiled as he blew raspberries all over the back of his thighs.

"NohOHOHO! NOHOT TRUHUE! LEHeheO sTAhaP IhIHIT!-" He snorted after his sentence making Leo giggle some more before gently bitting all over the back of his thighs

"LEHEHEEO!"

"We're almost done gigglebug~" he gently dragged his teeth down from the top of the back of his thighs to his knees

"LEHEHE LEHEHE!" Donnies face turned crimson as he stimmed happily

"Okahay okay" Leo giggled gently rubbing away his ghost tickles before getting off of him.

"ACHOO!-" Leo sneezed again before he gently fell asleep. Donnie took him back to quarantine before gathering the others.

"It's official stage three is over!" Donnie spoke with great pleasure as he looked at them all, red faced and some still giggling.

"I haven't laughed like that in so long" Mikey said as they all agreed,

"Let's try and keep our distance until it clears and hope none of us gets sick" Raph spoke as they nodded

"Right!"

A few moments later

"ACHOO!-" uh ohhhh...

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I hope you all enjoyed this special! I can't wait to write the rest of this series but I'm gonna have everyone vote for who's next!

Also credits to @aninabanina6969 for the Laughy Raphie nickname! That was all her, not me! Credit where credit is due!

Thank you all for 400! You all mean so much to me and I'm so happy for this incredible community, for all of you, for the wonderful people I've met here and more! You are loved, you are appreciated, you are important and valid and I'm so proud of you! Never forget that!

Have an amazing day everyone <3

-K :]

[dj-banana-love-2]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

lee mikey: Mikey is decorating Christmas cookies and he's doing it somewhat differently when someone (you can pick who) says something rude and hurts Mikeys feelings. The other over hear it and are NOT letting their baby brother be sad.

Day 24. The Giggly cookie

Summary: Mikey has a small cookie-sell out, but when someone comments on his cookies he gets sad... next thing he knows he is getting cheered up by his brothers.

A/n: SO this is the last day of this christmas series, ofcourse I'm still open to request but it won't be a Daily comic, cause of 2 things, 1 i have a busy life, 2 MOST of these were rushed and for them to not be rushed i need time for that, so yh, I'm still open to request, just they won't get here easily. Merry Christmas and HAPPY new year! T-CESTERS AND PRO-SHIPPERS NOT ALLOWED. Enjoy!!

Lee: Mikey

Ler: Leo, Donnie and Raph.

Extra: the purple dragons.

Warrnings: Making someone sad, mentions of nuking, Tickling. Comfort.

Mikey had a sell out with his Christmas cooking! He thought some sweets would be perfect for the christmas-spirit! He was selling soo many Christmas treats as the snowflakes fell on the cookie boxes he hand made. Suddenly he saw 3 teenagers in purple satin jackets walk his way. He was suspicious, okay he didn't know these 3 people but...those jackets seemed familiar... The 3 teenagers made their way to the cookie stand as Mikey said.

🧡:Hello! How can i help you?-

💜Ke: OH I have an idea how you can help us... by running away with these horrible cookies of yours- I mean- who whould buy...these cookies?

Mikeys smile slowley faded away, a bit of iritation and hurt showing in his eyes as his smile turned to a frown. Kendras words did hit a bit...

🧡:Wha-

💜Je: Yeah like dude what are these supposed to be?? Who are you waiting for?? A dog??? A rat??? Those look like traps that even the dumbest animal won't fall for!!

Jeremy snickered eith Kendra giving each other a high five as Jason added.

💜Ja: those don't even look good dude. You should get a beter skill.

Kendra and Jeremy stopped laughing glaring at Jason.

💜Ke: oh shut up Jason. That wasn't either funny or creative. *groan* come on guys. Let's go. We don't have time for some plain papper sweets.

The Purple dragons walked away laughing leaving the turtle hurt, he whanted to yell at them, he whanted to prove to them he's actually good, but for some reason he thought...were they right?

Mikey gathered all his cookies and stand and quickly went back into the lair. Trying to swallow his tears.

When he came back he sat in the kitchen, now in a bad mood, laying his head onto his arms as his eyes glossed up with a small pout on his face. Meanwhile his older brothers came back with the pizza, Leo and Donnie were arguing about something meanwhile Raph just listened with an annoyed face, when they saw Mikey they all went greet their brother.

💙:Hi Bud! Wassup?

🧡:Nothing...

When they all hear Mikeys voice their joy faded replacing with worry and concern.

❤️:Hey Mikey uh how did the sell out go!-

Before he could finish Mikey interrupted with a groan as he hid his face in his arms showing all of them that something did indeed happend.

Mikey then explained what hapoend making the 3 older turtles mad before trying and comforting their brother.

💜:Ah brother, don't litsen to those idiots that call themselves geniuses, they are just stuck up brats.

💙:Yea! Mikey, your baking and decorating is *chef kiss* those idiots should go suck a drain.

🧡:Maybe...but what if it's true...?

Raph was rubbing the younger shoulder slowley getting an idea as he slowley started tickling his sides while Leo and Donnie tried comforting Mikey, when Mikey felt the tickles he hid his face into the table making Donnie and Leo think he's crying before they heard.

🧡:RhahahaphHh SthOHOpp-

The faint and muffled giggles of the youngest turtle giving the other ideas. Leo started slowley tickling Mikeys armpits meanwhile Donnie started tickling Mikeys neck and shell.

Mikey bursted into giggles and laughter as he tried to kick them off but with no amount of effort he put in, he coudnt. Slowley the tickling increased making the boy laugh hysterically before the others let him breathe and stopped. Smiling at their youngest brother before Leo mumbled to Donnie.

💙:You nuked the purple idiots base right?

💜:Yup.

Before they started tickling Mikey agian to make sure he is infact in a great mood.

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜~! ~

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟻: 𝙵𝙻𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟸,𝟶𝟾𝟸

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 🐢❤️

𝙻𝚎𝚛’𝚜: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜, 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗…𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚝’𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍.

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

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙲𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚜 𝚝𝚋𝚑 💖👍🏾

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚🕺🏾✨💞🎶˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Deehee! PlahaHEASE!! B-Beehee careful!” Raphael squeaked, covering up his face with his arms as Donatello sat on his thighs, tracing the bigger turtle’s sides gently.

“I’m always careful.” Donnie scoffed, now starting to pinch up and down his brother’s sides, “What? Do you not trust me to be?” 

Raph whined through his tiny giggles, shaking his head slightly as he buried his face deeper into his arms, “I doohoo! I-Ihits jUHUST— snrk— Gohohod yoHOU knOHOW already!” The eldest exclaimed as he stumbled over his words, a light and timid blush spreading across his face.

Today— well, this whole week Raph had been in a…mood.

A bad one.

Like, a really really bad one (and you know it’s bad if two really’s are involved). 

It got so bad to the point the red banded turtle literally flinched anytime one of his family members slightly moved their hands…

…So yeah. The mood was hitting hard.

And the alligator snapping turtle soon did realize said mood would only get worse if he didn’t do something about it…

…And as embarrassing as it was…he did ask his immediate younger brother for help. 

But Raphael would’ve deeply appreciated it if the other wasn’t so damn teasy about it! 

Well…maybe. 

“Iiiiii do not. Care to enlighten me?” The softshell hummed, crossing his arms in amusement. 

The older groaned, his blush deepening as his tail thumped against the bed, “Juhust beehee nihice, plehehease…” 

“But, Raphalla…your the one who asked to be ti—“

“AAAHHUGH! SHUHUT UP! IHI. KNOHOW.” The tallest turtle laughed through clenched teeth, hitting his brother with his tail.

The purple banded turtle let out a short 'oof' at the contact, shaking his head fondly as he poked the other in the stomach repeatedly, “I felt that on my battleshell…but most importantly, I felt that in my shattered, discombobulated heart….” The younger fake sniffled. 

“Oho sahahave me thehe theheatrics yohour fIHIHINE?!” Raphael squawked as his little brother dug his hands into his ribs. 

The young scientist let out small 'tsking' noises, shaking his head in fake/mock disappointment.  

“Here I am…tickling you just like you asked and this is how you’re repaying me?!” The purple banded turtle huffed, “What a cruel cruel world we live in…” He said as he made his way to the other turtle’s underarms.

The taller mutant almost immediatley put his arms down at the contact, holding his brother’s wrists as he shook his head in giddy panic, “N-Noho D-Deehee plehehease! Yohou c-cahahan’t—”

“I thought you wanted me to tickle you?” The light golden eyed mutant asked, biting back a smirk to make it seem like he was asking a genuine question. 

Raphael turned his head to the side, grumbling in between his giggles at the very mean remark.

“Then stop your bitch whining and let me do my magic.” The younger giggled, enjoying every singlesecond of Raph’s flustered and giggly state.

His dear older brother asked him for tickles and he was more than happy to deliver them!

But with tickles came teases…and Raph had to understand that.

You wouldn’t have pancakes without Maple syrup, would you?

Well…personally Donnie prefers his pancakes plain (with a small block of butter on top) but you get his point! 

The red banded mutant grumbled to himself again, slowly but surely raising his arms back to cover his face. 

The other teen stifled a laugh, scribbling his nails inside his elder brother’s arms, “G-GahaHAD Ihihi hahate you soHOHO MUHUCH…!” The taller turtle whined through his loud laughs.

“D'aww~! You don’t mean that; you love me~!” Donatello cooed.

“S-ShUHUT UHAHAP! Ihi soHO doohoo NAHahat!!!” The other retorted. 

“Pfft— you love me, Raphalla…just like how you love it riiiiiight…here~!” The younger snickered as he skittered his hands along the sides of the taller teen’s shell. 

Raph arched his back, letting out a loud squeal that shook the whole lair. 

Donnie momentarily flinched back at the sudden ear piercing shrill, but then immediately recovered as he went back tickling the spot.

“WAHAHAIT squeal NOHO snrk DEEHEE STAHAAAHAHAP!! Snrk STAHAP IHIT snrk GOHOHOH snrk SOHOMEWHEHERE EHELSE!!!” 

“Mmmm…nah. I’m good.” The softshell shrugged. 

Suddenly, loud stomps could be heard from outside the young genius' door. Leonardo and Michelangelo burst into the room, both heavily panting, “WHO FUCKING DIED— oh! Hey, Don.” Leo said as he saw all was well and no one was getting absolutely slaughtered. 

“Oh! Leo, Mikey! How wonderful it is to see you on this very fine day. How are you both?” The second oldest asked as if he wasn’t tickling the absolute hell out of the eldest. 

“We’re fine, Dee.” The slider giggled as he saw the usual calm and collected of the four of them in such a giggly state, “Me and Mikester heard a scream and we thought something was wrong; but now we know your just tickling Raphie— so it’s all good.” 

“Whyhy are you tickling him, though? Did he steal your Atomic Lass action figure again?” The youngest asked curiously. 

“Not this time.” Donatello chuckled knowingly, “Raphie over here has been in a mood for quiiiiite some time now. So he kindly asked me to tickle him.” The purple banded teen said casually.

The two youngest’s exchanged a surprised yet mischievous glance with each other, non-verbally communicating with one another with just their eyes. 

The orange banded turtle put a hand on his hip, squinting his eyes at the eldest, “Waaaait wait wait wait wait…lemme get this straight.” Mikey exclaimed, “You were in a mood…and you didn’t come to me?!”

Raphael audibly gulped as Donnie slowly stopped, “M-Mihihikey ihit’s nohot lihihike thahat—!”

“Oh, no need to sugarcoat, Raphalla. It’s not your fault you like my tickles better.” The scientist interrupted happily as he turned his head to see his younger brother’s shocked and very offended faces. 

Leo let out a small, bitter huff of amusement, crossing his arms as he raised an eye ridge, “You gotta get those grotesque glasses of yours checked, Donathan 'cuz Raph likes my tickles the best! Right, Raph?!”

“Guhuhuys plehehease thihis ihihis soho—”

“HAH! As if. My tickles are as superb and supreme as superb and supreme tickles can get.” The box turtle said. 

“Then how come Raph came to me, hm?” Donnie taunted. 

The art loving turtle growled, pushing up his sweatshirt sleeves as he walked towards the bed, “WHATEVER! I’ll just have to prove it.”

The second youngest nodded, walking with his immediate younger brother, “Yeah! This is gonna be such a piece of cake and you two will see my tickles are the best.” The red eared slider grinned, sitting next to Raph’s shoulders as Mikey sat next to his ankles.

And good Lord the amount of ghost tickles tingling along the eldest should be so fucking illegal…

“Guhuhuys plehease! W-Weehee cahahan tahalk abohohout thihis!”

“Talk about what~? Talk about how you didn’t ask me for tickle tickle tickles and you asked Mr. Megamind over here instead~?” Leonardo teased as he fluttered his nails over the red banded mutants shoulder spikes.

“IHIHAHAT’S snrk NAHAT squeal THAHAT DEEHEEP— snrk LEEHEEO PLAHAHEASE!!” The chestnut eyed teen cackled, squirming so much his younger brother’s almost leaped in the air.

“Trying to get us off, huh, Raphilee~?” Michelangelo giggled snarkingly, putting one of the eldest’s foot in a headlock as the youngest scribbled mercilessly along it. 

“MIHIHI— snrk! LEEHEEO— snrk!! GUHUHUYS I CAHAN’T BREEHEEATHE!!!” The red banded teen cried, banging his fists on the mattress. 

Donatello chuckled evilly to himself, sneaking his hand to Raph’s stomach, “Oooooops~!” The glasses wielding mutant said playfully at the other below him bucked, shrieked and squealed.

The eldest of the four could not believe this was happening to him…

Well, he could. But it was still hard to grasp.

All three of his brother’s were tickling him…all. at. once.

It was the most flustering yet funnest thing to happen to him this week.

And all of this was most definitely helping with his current…mood.

“YOHOHOU snrk GUHUHUYS!! THIHIS snrk TIHICKLES SOHOHOHO BAHAHAD!!” Raphael screeched.

“No duh.” The smallest of the four said, tickling Raph’s med arch, “Now~! Wanna admit my tickles are the best~?”

“WEEHEE’RE STIHIHIHILL snrk OHON THAHAT?!”

“Yes!” The scarlet eyed turtle scoffed, “So~? Do you need more convincing or should I go to another spot~?”

The snapping turtle kicked his legs in a result, shutting his eyes tight and throwing his head back as the youngest now tickled the both of his feet.

Now how the hell was Raph supposed to choose?! 

As embarrassing as it was to admit…he loved all of his brother’s tickles— they were unique and silly in their own way!

Besides, even if he did have a favorite and exclaimed said favorite, the other two would just get offended and tickle him more! 

It was a lose-lose situation and Raphael was not here for it…

The eldest of the four shook his head, his cackles soon becoming giggles as his brother’s slowly stopped. 

“Whahaha…?” He opened his eyes to see his brother’s evilly wiggling their fingers slightly above his absolute worst spots.

Leo at his neck.

Mikey at his shoulder spikes (which the eldest isn’t even going to question how he got there in the first place).

And Donnie at the side of his shell.

Leonardo rested his chin on the red banded teen’s shoulder innocently, batting his eyes dramatically, “Last chance, bro-bro~!”

“Even though we all know you want this either way~!” The softshell quietly commented. 

…What a way to call a guy out…

The chestnut eyed teen whined through his laughter, putting a pillow to his face as his tail wagged like never before…

…He fucking hated how much he was enjoying this…

“J-Juhuhust gehet ohon wihihith snrk ihihat…” The tallest turtle grumbled lowly, his blush becoming so red it blended in with his bandana.

“With pleasure~!” Donnie teased, wriggling his fingers slightly above the sides of his older brother’s shell.

The lime green eyed teen cracked his knuckles dramatically then started to wiggle his fingers fordramatic effect, “Alright~! On my count, hermano’s~!”

“One~!”

“Twooooooooo~!”

“Wait…what comes after two?” The second youngest fake pondered, tapping his fingers on the side Raphael’s neck, making the oldest’s giggles rise more in anticipatory giggles.

“LEEHEEO!!”

“Oh yeah, that’s right~! Three~!” The blue banded teen teased near the tallest turtle’s ear before blowing a raspberry in the crook of his neck whilst scribbling his hand on the other side of the taller’s neck. 

Mikey lightly nibbled Raph’s shoulder spikes as Donnie tickled the sides of Raph’s shell…

And the eldest went ballistic. 

He thrashed and screamed and hollered so loudly his younger brother’s were so sure they were all going to fall off of the bed!

“Hoholy shihihit…tickles that bad, huh, Raphie~?” The scientist snickered.

“NOHOHAHA— SNRK!! PLAHA— SNRK SNRK!!! SHIHIHAHAT! SHIHIT!! PLAHAHAH— SQUEALNAHAHAH!!!” The tallest turtle cackled madly, squeezing his eyes shut again as happy tears started to roll down his face. “PUHUH— SNRK PLEHEASE! YOHOU F-FUHUHUCKIN'— SNRK!!! STAHAHAHAP!!!” 

“Cussing us out, now~?! Wowwww, Raphie~! I knew you wanted tickles but I didn’t know you wanted them this bad~!” The art loving mutant giggled.

“Have you guys got his palms yet?” The red eared slider casually asked as the chestnut eyed mutant’s blood ran cold.

…They wouldn’t.

They wouldn’t…

…Oh, who was Raph kidding?! Of course they would!

Leonardo grinned evilly as Mikey and Donnie shook their heads. The lime green eyed teen gently grabbed his eldest brother’s wrist and scribbled a single finger across his palm.

The older howled with laughter, getting so tired from squirming he just layed limp on the bed. 

“NONONONOHOHOHO PLAHAAAAHEASE!! PLEHEHEASE NOHOT— SNRK!! NAHAH YOHOU GUHUYS!!!” The snapping turtle cried out helplessly, his tail wagging like crazy.

“Please~? Please whaaaat~?” Donatello asked.

“STAHAHA— SNRK!! STAHAHP TIHI— HIC!! NAHAHA PLEHEHEASE!!” 

“D'aww~! You want us to stop, big guy~? Are you sure~? Cuz I could do this for hours~!” Leo grinned smugly.

“NOHO! IHIHI GIHIHIVE!! IHIHI— SQUEAK! RAHAHAPH GIHIVES!” The large mutant squealed frantically, causing his brother’s to slowly stop the tickling and sit next to his sides.

Raph giggled at the phantom tickles, wiping the happy tears that ran down his face with his thumb, “Yohou hic hic guhuhuys suhuck…” He mumbled.

“Ohhh I see. So you didn’t like it?” The youngest asked, crossing his arms in amusement. 

“…N-Nohoh..Ihi hic dihihid…” Raphael giggled, his tail swishing back and forth on the matress in a happy and relaxed motion. 

“That’s what we thought.” Michelaneglo huffed in triumph as Donnie and Leo nodded in agreement. 

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

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

[sparethespark]

My TMNT 2003 Tickle HC !!

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

Leonardo

Lee

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

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

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

• His sides.

• if you squeeze his sides he will SCREAM.

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

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

• If anything, he likes it.

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

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

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

Ler

• He does not tickle people often…

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

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

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

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

Raphael

Lee

• Now, he hates being tickled.

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

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

• His stomach is SOOOO TICKLISH!!

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

• And that is when Leo is the ler.

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

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

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

Ler

• Him as a ler is a completely different story.

• He is a rough ler.

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

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

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

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

• Probably because Mikey wont stop pissing him off.

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

Donatello

Lee

• Sigh.

• I’m sorry guys.

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

• BUT DONT YOU WORRY!!

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

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

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

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

• Unless you team up with multiple people.

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

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

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

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

Ler

• He probably wont tickle people a lot.

• But he definetly does.

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

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

• Mostly with angsty Leo or annoying Mikey.

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

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

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

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

Michelangelo

Lee

• Oh, how he loves annoying his brothers.

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

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

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

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

• I’m telling you. Walking tickle spot.

• He is ticklish everywhere.

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

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

Ler

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

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

• He is a big teaser.

• “Aww, is someone ticklish?”

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

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

• Idk what else to add 😭