#tmnt 2012 tickle fic

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~ 𝙶𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚋𝚛𝚘! ~

💜🐢🧡 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: @savemeafruitjuice💜🐢🧡

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚎…𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝…𝚘𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚎!!!˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟹,𝟺𝟼𝟸

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚗…𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕), 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃*𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝙽𝙸. 𝙱𝚞𝚑-𝚋𝚢𝚎. 𝙰𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚊. 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕…)

𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚜𝚜𝚜𝚜: @tiggleebug @what-youd-expect @veryblushyswitch @someone1348 @titters-and-tingles

@odder-outlet @itzsana-kiddingmenow @kanene-yaaay @turtletimewriting @mysteriouslee

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 ��𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐…𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 😖. 𝚂𝚘, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚕𝚣 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 💞✨‼️

𝙰𝙻𝚂𝙾 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙼𝙽𝚃 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟸 𝚂𝟸 𝙸𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙽’𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝚃‼️‼️‼️

𝚃𝚆: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜/𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜/𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

It was currently 2:00 in the morning. And the only things keeping Donatello Hamato alive at the moment were cans of Red Bull, Dr. Pepper and a slice of pizza. And by ‘slice’, he means the entire box.

Which…the more and more Donnie thought about it, that was a hell of a combination to consume for the rest of the night. Also super duper concerning. But it kept him 101% awake, so he couldn’t really complain all that much.

But why was the young scientist staying up so late you may ask? The second youngest was currently working on the de-mutagen mutagen to un-mutagize Mr. O’Neil (try saying that 10 times fast). The tallest turtle has been engrossed in the project for weeks; his eyes have been stuck to his computer as if someone glued them there.

But…why would Mr. O’Neil need ‘de-mutagen mutagen?’ Well…you, my friend, ask the good questions at the wrong time. You see, Donatello and his brothers kinda…maybe…accidentally…spilled mutagen on April’s Dad…

Accidentally! Accidentally. It wasn’t really as bad as it sounded. I mean, how would you react if you saw your Dad turn into a mutant and start flying all over New York? Pretty cool, right?

…Alright. Maybe it was as bad as it sounded.

Turning April’s Dad into a bat…creature-like…thing wasn’t a part of the plan in all honesty. Which was why the tallest turtle of the four was so stubborn on getting this freaking blob of green slime disgustingness finished.

I mean…it was him and his brother’s fault that the scientist got mutated in the first place. And as well as Donnie knows, that’s April’s only family she has as of right now. And that just makes this whole mutation situation (<- hey that rhymes) even worse.

Donnie knows all too well what it’s like for a family member to go missing out of his control. I mean, have you met him? Or literally anyone in his household? It wasn’t out of the ordinary that they would (or could) get kidnapped, captured, or held hostage from time to time.

I mean, the sky’s blue. The grass is green. They get taken from away each other on a daily basis. Duh.

…Anyways; steering away from that sad but true fact, Donnie’s family was, well, his family at the end of the day. His comfort.

And so to just…take that comfort outlet April once had and not do anything about it seemed…inhuman.

I mean, he wasn’t human…not human in the slightest, really. But you get his point.

Huh. And…speaking of family, if Leo was in the second youngest’s room right now, the young leader would’ve said some statements along the lines of: ‘Donnie! Sit up! Your backs built like a shrimp!’ or ‘Don! Stop typing and sit up straight before your back looks like a crooked tree!’

And in all honesty? He should probably fix his posture. But Leo reminding him every millisecond of the day makes him not want to…

Besides, it’s not like he was using the computer for shits and giggles. He was using it because he needed to use it. Because he had to use it.

I mean, the more and more he thought about it, wasn’t it really his fault in the first place? He was the genius. He was the scientist. He was supposed to know the answer to every. single. problem.

Even if the problem was…well, himself.

But what could he even do at this point??? April cut all contacts with him, Mr. O’Neil could be who knows where, and Donnie just ran out of pizza!

Triple. kill!

Well…perhaps using that kind of phrasing isn’t appropriate at the moment, but your picking up what’s he’s putting down, right?

…oh God, he’s starting to sound like Leo…that’s how tired he was.

The scientist groaned, resting his head on the table and rubbing his arm in irritation.

My gosh did he miss sleep.

Even if he got, like, 3 hours on a daily basis…it was 3 hours of sleep! Which is something he rarely got anymore since everything has happened.

He rubbed his arm a tad bit harder, glaring at his computer screen as if it was the most disgusting thing to ever make way on this planet.

And that’s saying a lot. I mean, have you met Raph?

The purple banded turtle sighed in pure annoyance, tapping his other finger on the desk in a repetitive motion.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

At least this he can do without screwing it up. Like he’s done with absolutely everything.

Donnie tapped faster.

Back and forth. Back and forth.

“You look like absolute sugar honey iced tea, broski.” Donnie jumped at the sudden voice, stumbling out of the spinny chair he was sitting on as he grabbed his bō staff which was planted on the floor. He drawed the staff, only to find his baby brother with his hands slightly up in a surrendering position.

“Oh. Hi, Mikey…” The taller turtle relaxed, dropping his staff in complete exhaustion and sinking into his chair like he wasn’t about to chop the other into pieces.

God, did he want sleep...

“Why are you up so early, Dee? It’s, like, 3 a.m. now…” The youngest turtle asked as he walked over to his older brother, pulling up another spinny chair as he sat next to him.

“Late. Why am I up so late. Morning technically starts after midnight. However, 3 a.m. is way too early to be considered part of the daytime. For most of the world, it is still dark outside at this time. And so, 3 a.m. is considered night.” The purple banded turtle rambled. Mikey blinked in confusion at his brother’s rebuttal, rolling his eyes playfully, “Nerd emoji…”

Donnie didn’t even counter the remark. He wanted to, obviously. Sibling bickering is a thing, y’know.

But he had to finish this cure even if it killed him. And how the way things were going, he would have to be revived 14-15 times in order to complete it.

Mikey looked at his older brother worriedly, seeing how focused and entranced he was on the computer. And usually? That would’ve been an amazing thing. Like Mikey here, Donnie would tend to hyperfixate on certain things and spend hours upon hours researching and de-coding and…

Well, you get the idea.

But ever since April stopped talking to them completely, Donnie’s been so…prone to figuring out a way to cure her Dad.

If there even was one…

And the youngest couldn’t even remember the last time he saw his immediate older brother in a bed. Sleeping. And that made the youngest worry. Worry beyond repair. And if you didn’t already know, he doesn’t do worry. That’s Master Splinter’s job…if you weren’t able to tell by all the grey/gray hairs.

“You're doing the tappy-tap thing; you only do that when you're nervous or stressed about something...” Mikey randomly said out loud.

Well…not entirely randomly.

Anytime the second oldest would do that, he would usually end up moving his hand down to tap onto his thigh, and then the light feeling would be overwhelming for him and so he would start scratching…

It was a domino effect that Mikey really didn’t want to go down if he didn’t have to.

The taller teen looked down at his left hand and…sure enough, yep. He was rubbing and scratching and tapping his arm like some crazy crack addict. He adjusted them so they were in his lap, trying not to fidget with any part of his body but soon started bouncing his right leg. “Sorry…” He mumbled.

“Wha-? No…you don’t need to apologize. I just didn’t want you to hurt yourself, Dee. That’s the only reason why I pointed it out.” Mikey rambled comfortingly, frowning a little bit as he saw Donnie’s face in a scowl. The elder’s hands tapped on the desk again, his nails gripping onto the table as he did so.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Mikey glanced at his brother sadly. He’s never seen Donnie this upset before…and that made Mikey worry. And again, Mikey didn’t do worry.

The blue eyed teen went into his pajama pants pockets and grabbed a rubix cube. He honestly completely forgot he had it in there and just happened to remember in this exact moment, but perhaps it was a good thing he forgot.

Because it was obvious his big brother needed it right now.

Mikey gave the other the cube, which he gladly accepted. The taller turtle frustratingly solved the cube…not because solving the cube was frustrating, but because he was frustrated with himself.

“You…wanna talk about it…?” The youngest asked gently. “No…no not really…” The older said as he looked at his computer blankly, solving the cube.

My gosh he needed sleep. And he knew he said that a couple times already but being tired was starting to get…well, tiring!

And you know what the worst part of all of this was?

He did the best he could.

The best he could muster wasn’t enough but at least he tried. Saving the world every day and night sometimes didn’t always go as planned.

But was that good enough? No. Of course it wasn’t. But at least he tried. He always tries. There hasn’t been one mission he hasn’t at least tried to do his part.

It's just kinda hard when you’re a 5'8 mutant turtle that the whole world is afraid of and yet you save their asses each and every day.

The irony…

And on top of it all, he hasn’t been making a smidge of process.

The mutagen still looks the exact same as it did a week ago. And the week before that. And the weeks and weeks and weeks before that…

“Dee…” Mikey started, looking at his older brother with sad, pleading eyes. “No. Stop. Don’t look at me like that.” Donnie scowled, “I’m not in the mood to be pitied.” Mikey returned the cold stare slightly, crossing his arms loosely, “Well, you should be in the mood to sleep.”

“I’m not tired.”

“Like hell you’re not.” The smaller turtle laughed bitterly, although nothing at the matter was truly ‘haha’ funny. More so ‘what the actual fuck— go to bed’ funny. “Your eyebags literally have a whole story arc right now. A plot and everything. You can’t tell me your not even a smidge sleepy.”

“That’s hilarious. It’s almost like I just did.” Donnie spat, glaring at the rubix cube as he continued to solve it.

The freckle faced turtle sighed, “Just…look. Listen to me for a sec, okay?” Donnie solved the cube, putting it on the table as Mikey held his hand.

“I know that your work is important to you. And I know you feel responsible for Mr. O’Neil’s mutation.” He started, squeezing Donnie’s hands comfortingly, which caused the elder’s hands to untense a bit, relaxing in the other’s hold. The smaller turtle smiled at the small but impactful motion.

He started up again, “We all do. But we’re not gonna get any step closer to figuring out the cure if our #1 scientist bro keeps working himself to death...”

“And by the looks of it? You’re 50% there…” The younger said as he let go of the other’s hand, getting a better look at his face. “How would you feel if I stayed up working on this all week? Wouldn’t you be worried?”

“You’re not smart enough for that.” Donnie mumbled, a small smug smile on his face.

Mikey gave his brother a playful punch to the shoulder, rolling his eyes playfully as his older brother laughed, tears welling up in his eyes. The blue eyed teen’s eyes widened in surprise, looking up at him.

“Are those…happy or sad tears…?” Mikey asked. “Probably both.” Donnie snickered, wiping away his tears, “Sorry. You know how emotional I get when I’m tired…”

The smaller teen hummed in acknowledgement, resting his head on the taller teen’s shoulder. “How about this: I’ll stay with you in you’re lab to help you go to sleep.” He offered, a small reassuring smile on his face as he looked up at Donnie once again.

“Okay…but what do I get in return?”

“A good night sleep.” The younger deadpanned.

“Touché…” Donnie hummed, now too tired and too emotionally drained to argue at this point. He yawned, standing up from the chair as the action was soon being followed by the other turtle in the room.

“Do not kick me while we’re lying down, got it?”

“Nooooo promises, bro-bro…”

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“Okay…I feel utterly ridiculous.” Donnie mumbled as he crossed his arms in Mikey’s hold. Since Donnie couldn’t sleep, the youngest thought it would be a great idea to give him a hug just like their Dad did when they were turtle tots. Which, was to basically hug them from behind while the turtle being hugged was lying down slightly.

It helped them sleep on hard nights…and it seemed like Donnie was having a hard night.

“Don’t be. It’s alright.” The youngest smiled reassuringly, giving his brother another tight squeeze. “Dad did it exactly like this! You’ll fall asleep in no time!”

“Well, Dad’s a 6'2 mutant, Mike. You’re 4'6 while I’m 5'7. This hug is nothing but just pure awkwardness...”

“I’m 4'10!” The smaller mutant corrected, obviously offended by the false statement.

“Then I’m 6 feet tall.” Donnie chuckled.

“Okay, Mr. Wise Guy! Do you want this hug or not?!”

The elder chuckled, making no further comments as Mikey hugged him. The two sat in comfortable silence, enjoying each other’s company as the quietness overtook the room.

“I’m…sorry for being such a dick earlier…” Donnie murmured sadly, “I wasn’t being bitchy on purpose…I was just…” He paused, trying to figure out what he was going to say before suddenly losing the train of thought. “Stop thinking so hard. You’re gonna hurt your big brain.” Mikey pouted, poking Donnie in the cheek a couple times.

“And don’t worry about it. I didn’t take it personally. You were really agitated and tired so you had to let your Alpha male come out. No shame in that.”

“Still. I shouldn’t have treated you like that. So I’m sorry.” Donnie simply mumbled, before blinking in confusion a couple of times, “Wait. Did…Did you just call me an…Alpha male?”

“I sure did.” Mikey beamed proudly.

“Ugh…I hate you so freaking much, y'know that?”

“Suuuure you do. I’m the Alpha, I’m the leader, I’m the one to trust…” The youngest started to sing, rocking himself and Donnie side to side as the eldest tried to get out of the hug. “Ihi rehefuse to get comforted by ahan individual thahat knows thahat atrohocity by heart.” He snickered.

“Oh come on! I think I’m a pretty good singer!” The purple banded turtle only rolled his eyes at the comment, scoffing lightly, “Meehee and yohou hahave different definitions ohof thehehe word good…”

“Fine then! I’m a great singer!” Mikey challenged.

“Lihihike hell yohou are, yohohou bihig oaf.”

“I’m shorter than you, Einstein!”

“Doesn’t mehean your nohohot bihig…” Donnie mumbled giggly but smugly.

The youngest glared, jabbing Donnie in the side, causing the russet eyed turtle to shriek loudly in surprise. Mikey giggled, poking Donnie in the sides repeatedly. “The Boo scream from Monster’s Inc goes crazy, bro.”

“M—Mihihichael!”

“That’s my name~! What’s up? You need something?” The orange banded turtle asked teasingly, peering down at his brother who was now squirming uncontrollably.

“No? Well okay then…” The youngest mused as he continued to wreck his brother. “W—Wahait! Wahait! Ihihi’m gohonna wahahake eheveryone uhuhup!” Donnie squealed, leaning against his little brother’s chest as he squirmed in the hold.

“Then stop laughing then.” The younger one huffed, smiling even more as Donnie’s blush increased in volume and size. “Buhut you’re tihihickling me!”

“I think that sounds like a you problem, dear brother of mine. Maybe you should try being less ticklish and it wouldn’t happen to you!”

Donnie’s giggles became more frantic, turning his face to hide in Mikey’s side. The younger smiled at the shy gesture, ceasing his tickling for a moment.

“I promise I’ll stop when you want me to, okay?” Mikey said with a soft smile on his face; which, was nice and all but at the same time why did he have to be so nice about it???

Donnie nodded embarrassed, preparing himself physically and mentally. “Oh! And thanks for opening this spot for me, Dee.” The smaller mutant giggled as he scribbled his fingers against the crook of Donnie’s neck, which made the taller turtle flail around and try to hit him. “Hehey! Hey! That's not very nice!”

He pulled one of Donnie’s arms up and wiggled his fingers directly in his underarm. “NAHA— *hic* NOHOH!” The older cackled as he desperately tried to pull his arm back down as he hid his face deeper in Mikey’s side. The blue eyed mutant awed teasingly at the sight, chuckling to himself as his big brother laughed his heart out.

“NAHAT *hic* THEHERE! PLEHEASE!” 

“Nahat thehere?” Mikey faked gasped, “What about…right here~?” He giggled, squeezing right above the other turtle’s hip bone. Donnie kicked and squirmed as more hiccups followed.

“Awh…is my big brother tickwish~?��� Mikey said as he buried his face into the crook of Donnie’s neck, giggling as the older’s cackles began to increase in volume at the teases. “ShuhuHUT yohOUR’E *hic* TRAHAP!” The purple banded turtle shrieked, trying to push at his baby brother’s face to try and stop him.  

“You’re hiccups are adorable, big bro~!” Mikey cooed, now noticing how red Donnie’s face have gotten due to all the laughing and teasing. Mikey stopped tickling Donnie but his face still remained in the crook of his neck, smiling at the giggly mess he made of his older brother. Donnie glared while laughing, pushing on his baby brother’s face.

“StaHAP!!! Stohop…”

“I’m not even doing anything!” The other laughed as he hugged Donnie, rocking him back and forth again.

“Lihiterallty dihihie…” Donnie giggly grumbled, trying to wipe off the grin happy smile his brother plasteed on his face. “Yohohou’re. the. absolute wohorst…” He giggled tiredly, curling in on himself as he swatted his baby brother away from him. 

“Now…do you wanna go to bed or should we…” The orange banded turtle trailed off of his sentence, looking down to his elder brother whom’s eyes started to droop.

“Pff. 'Night, Dee.”

“Mhm…”

Donnie relaxed in Mikey’s hold, which made the younger one’s eyes soften greatly. He pulled out his phone, taking a picture quickly and going into the family’s group chat:

👁💀👺💥Teenagers who are Mutants who are Ninja’s who are also Turtle’s🍕🌝🧫👼

Yo 😼😼😼

Mikey???

What are you doing up so early?

>:3

Ur lucky Don isn’t online here Leo

He would go on a full on RANT abt the ‘late’ and ‘early’ bs

I’m aware…

So what’s up, Mikey? You okay?

Yeah💕💥!!! I’m fine!!!

Just wanted to tell you guys that I’m in Don’s room catching some ax’s ✨✨✨

WJAT??

BAHAH EXCUSE ME

CAN I JOIN

NONO STUPID AUTOCORRXT

Z’S I MEANT Z’S. AS IN SLEEP

S L E E P I N G

LIKE SNOK MIMIMI TYPE STUFF

Jesus…

Mikey. Never do that again.

IT WASNT WVEN MY FAULTT

SO DOES THAT MWAN NO AXES???

SHUT UP, RAPHAEL

🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕!!!

Oh grow up, Raph

Yeaaaaah Raaaaaaph, grow up 🙄🙄🙄

🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕‼️‼️‼️

Anyway 😾

I came into his room bc he was working on the mutagen thing

Oh…

Poor Don.

He’s been working on that thing for ages

Thanks for doing that, Mikey.

I’m sure he appreciates it.

He better

My shell hurts from supporting his big ass

DAMN

Just go to bed, Mikey— b4 Leo kills the both of us

Love ya bro

See u when u and Don wake up

Love you guys too 💝💘💖💗💓

Mikey smiled as he turned off his phone, putting it on Donnie’s nightstand as he relaxed against the bed frame. He rubbed his brother’s shell comfortingly, humming a small tune softly.

“Hey, Mike?”

“Hm?”

“Thank you for this. I…didn’t know how much I needed it…thank you. I love you.”

Mikey smiled brightly, squeezing Donnie a tad bit tigther, “Love you too, Don. Now go to sleep before you become more wrinkly than you already are.”

“Oh, fuck you…” Donnie chuckled, drifting off to sleep along with his little brother.

Things weren’t perfect. I mean, they never will be. They never would be.

But being apart of a team means your never alone.

And being apart of a family means you’re never alone.

And as long as Donnie had his…he’d be quite alright.

He can finish the mutagen later…as of right now, he needed to go the fuck. to. bed.

And thanks to Mikey, he can finally do that.

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

[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]

[scribblesandchai]

Some Things Never Change (Squealing Santa 2024)

Summary: While Leo works towards recovery, Raph takes it upon himself to lift his big brother’s spirits.

Author’s Notes: This is for you, Tortoise Anon! I hope you like what I’ve come up with! 2012 was the show I most actively watched as a child, so I was so excited to do some writing for it! This takes place sometime after season 2 episode 26; warnings battle-related trauma, loss of identity and general angst.

Even with Leo conscious again, it was clear it would take a long time for the turtle to fully recover, if a full recovery was even possible to begin with. His muscles had weakened from his months spent stagnant in the bathtub; Donnie said he was lucky they hadn’t atrophied more, considering how long they had went without use. Holding anything that weighed more than a carton of milk took immense effort, and Leo found himself struggling with tasks he once found as easy as breathing. Cleaning and sharpening his katanas, an activity Leo once found great comfort in, now left the eldest brother frustrated and exhausted after fumbling to properly hold the blades within his weakened fingers.

The nightmares weren’t fun, either. It felt like an every time he closed his eyes, memories would replay in his mind over and over like a broken VHS. A flash of silver claws, Splinter’s pained gasps, pain erupting from every inch of Leo’s battered body, a hand grasping harshly at his throat and stealing his breath away. He knew the others were aware of them; how could they not be when he awoke screaming every other night? Leo was mortified; his brothers had been through enough, the last thing they needed was to see their big brother crumble into tears from a few nightmares.

And then there was his voice. His larynx had been damaged so severely that his voice had been permanently altered. Of all of the injuries he had sustained, it had been the one to bother him the most. Every time he opened his lips, he would be greeted with a voice that was not his own, a stranger’s inflections and tenor resonating from within him like he was some kind of puppet. Realistically, Leo knew he should have been grateful. After all, the Shredder could have left him permanently mute. However, his voice had been a part of him, an aspect of his identity that was now stripped away for good. He felt violated, a sickness pooling in the pit of his stomach every time he had to speak.

It wasn’t him, and yet, it was.

His brothers had each tried to console him in their own way. Donnie had assured him that, perhaps with time, his throat would heal enough for his real voice to start coming back, an assurance that both turtles knew wasn’t true. Mikey had told him that his new voice sounded cool, like a movie star or Captain Ryan. The thought was nice, but Leo hardly saw the comparison. And then there was Raph, who merely chose not to acknowledge it, treating Leo like he always had, albeit with a subtle gentleness that hadn’t been present before. Leo liked his approach best, though it still did little to ease his mind.

Raph had also taken it upon himself to "whip his fearless leader back into shape," as he put it. This meant getting up at the crack of dawn and spending hours relearning how to wield his katanas, how to dodge attacks, how to do basic training exercises that had once come to Leo as easy as blinking. It was frustrating, yes, but part of the turtle couldn't help but appreciate Raph's refusal to coddle him. While the red masked brother was definitely being gentler than he normally would, he still made sure to give Leo a decent fight. He wasn't treating him like he was fragile, unafraid to smack Leo in the back of the head or sweep his knees out from under him (only when they were training over a soft surface like grass, though, a detail Leo failed to notice).

"Come on, Leo! Get up and hit me!" Raph urged as Leo found himself once again getting knocked flat on his ass. The blue masked turtle let out a small huff, his muscles aching. The familiar burn of exertion was welcome after what felt like ages of stagnation, but that didn't make it anymore comfortable.

"Easy for you to say." Leo retorted, slowly pulling himself back onto his feet. "Donnie said it could be months before I can go toe to toe with MIKEY, more or less YOU."

"Excuse, excuses." Raph tutted, though a playful smile was tugging at his lips. "The Leo I know wouldn't let that stop him. Come on, you know you wanna knock me down, so DO IT!"

Leo huffed, a small chuckle slipping past his lips as he rolled his eyes. "You have no idea..." He reassumed his fighting position, katanas held in his shaky grip. He was getting better at handling them again, at the very least, a small comfort for the turtle. It felt good to be able to lift the shining blades again, the sun reflecting off the metal in a way Leo had always found beautiful.

Raph’s grin widened as he squared up, getting into a defensive stance. “That’s the spirit! C’mon, I won’t bite! Might kick your ass, though!” He teased.

Leo’s brow furrowed as he took a few tentative steps forward, his muscles still stiff from the hours of training. Each movement was calculated and slower than it had been in the past, but the sensation of his katanas in his hands, light as they were, his grip not quite as firm as it used to be, still brought a flicker of something familiar. Despite his body’s limitations, Leo wanted to fight. He needed to fight.

So he pushed through, using what little strength he had to swing one katana toward Raph’s side, but his arm faltered just as he reached the apex of the move. The blade wavered, and in that instant, Raph’s fist was already headed for Leo’s chest, sweeping his feet out from under him once again.

Thud.

“Nice try, Leo.” Raph chuckled, offering Leo a hand to help him up.

Leo glared up at his brother as he was pulled to his feet, a mix of frustration and reluctant admiration in his eyes. “You’re getting way too good at this.”

Raph’s expression softened for a moment, his usual teasing smirk giving way to a more understanding look. “Hey, we’ll get there. I know it sucks right now, but you’ve already come a long way.”

“Not far enough,” Leo muttered, brushing himself off. He wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed. “I used to be so much better than this. I used to-”

“Used to be.” Raph cut him off, his voice firm but not unkind. “But you’re still you, Leo. And you’re gonna get back to where you were. I’m not gonna let you quit.”

Leo couldn’t help but feel a strange mixture of gratitude and guilt. His brother was putting so much effort into helping him recover, but it still felt like a huge mountain to climb. And Leo wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep pretending that everything was okay.

Before he could voice another doubt, Raph slapped him on the back hard enough to make Leo stumble forward a bit, his muscles protesting with the sudden movement. “Quit lookin’ like a sad puppy, bro. You’re tougher than this.”

Leo gave him a half-smile, appreciating Raph’s attempt to lift his spirits. “You’ve been a real pain lately, you know that?”

“Yeah, well, someone’s gotta be. You think Mikey’s gonna be serious about your training?” Raph snorted. “Dude’s idea of a workout is eating pizza and watching cartoons.”

Leo snickered despite himself. "Yeah, but he's still in better shape than me right now."

"Only 'cause he's never had to use his brain like you do." Raph grinned again, nudging him with his elbow. "And speaking of that, you're not getting off that easy today. We’re doing a new drill."

Leo’s heart sank. “I don’t know, Raph…”

“Ohoho no. You’re not getting out of this one.” Raph’s eyes glinted with that mischievous look Leo knew all too well. “We’re gonna do some target practice. But there’s a twist.”

“A twist?” Leo raised an eyebrow, clearly suspicious.

Raph cracked his knuckles with a grin. “Come on, Leo. You’ve been on edge lately, acting all stiff and wound up. Maybe trying some evasion moves is just what you need; it won't hurt to take a break from the katanas for a bit.”

“Alright, I'm game. But what exactly is the "twist" supposed to be?" Leo replied with a small sigh, shoulders slumping in defeat.

Raph chuckled, stepping closer. “Tickling. When I catch you, and I WILL catch you, I get to tickle ya to tears.”

Leo's eyes shot wide open, the turtle nearly stumbling over his own feet as he started quickly backing away. "W-What? No! That's stupid!" He yelped. He raised his katanas defensively, though the motion was slow and clearly less effective than it once would’ve been. "Besides, I'm not even that ticklish!" He tried, though even as he said it, his voice sounded more like a challenge than a declaration.

“Sure you’re not.” Raph teased, inching closer with exaggerated steps. “But we both know the truth, don’t we? You're worse than Mikey!”

Leo’s eyes widened. “No, Raph. Don’t-”

Before Leo could even react, Raph pounced, both hands swooping in to gently but relentlessly grab Leo’s sides, fingers wiggling into the ribs that were still tender from weeks of little movement. The instant Raph’s fingers made contact, Leo erupted into a mixture of gasps and chuckles, unable to contain the burst of laughter that surged through him. His body tensed instinctively, trying to block Raph’s hands, but the tickling was too much.

“Rajahahahahahahahaph! No!” Leo gasped through a laugh, stumbling backward again as his brother pursued him relentlessly. “You...yohohohohou’re...not fuhuhuhuhuhunny!”

“I think I am!” Raph shot back, his voice light but affectionate, as his hands moved to poke at Leo’s belly. "Coochie coochie cooooo, big brother!"

Leo’s legs wobbled as he attempted to dodge, but the effort was half-hearted. His body was too drained, and the laughter kept coming, louder than he expected. He hadn’t realized just how much tension he was holding until Raph started getting him good, and the laughter was his body’s way of releasing all the stress.

“Raph, stahahahahahap! Cuhuhuhuhuhut it ohohohout, nooooohohohohooo!” Leo managed, his voice much lighter now, his serious, grim demeanor cracking. "I cahahan't-"

But Raph was relentless, his hands moving expertly from Leo’s sides to his ribs, then lower, making sure to hit every vulnerable spot.

After a few minutes, Leo had completely forgotten about the weight of his muscles, the pressure of his injuries, and even the weight of his self-consciousness. He was too busy laughing, the kind of full-bodied laughter that came from the depths of his chest, the kind he hadn’t allowed himself to have in months.

Finally, when Leo thought he was about to pass out from laughing so hard, Raph pulled away, his hands raised in mock surrender.

“Alright, alright. I’ll give you a break, Fearless Leader.” Raph said, breathing slightly heavier from his own effort. “But I gotta say, you look a lot less like you’re about to collapse and a lot more like yourself right now.”

Leo panted, still chuckling, wiping his eyes. “I hate you...” He wheezed.

“Yeah, yeah. Tell me that when you’re not laughing,” Raph smirked, extending a hand to help Leo back to his feet. “Come on. We’ve got a long road ahead. But, hey, if you need me to remind you how much I love tickling you, just say the word.”

Leo stared at his brother for a long moment, his breathing slowly returning to normal. He could feel the warmth of the laughter still bubbling inside him, the weight of it lightening his heart.

“Maybe I won’t. Not for a while.” Leo gave him a shaky, genuine smile.

“Good,” Raph said with a grin, and for the first time in a long time, Leo believed that things would get better.

Even if it meant enduring a little more tickling along the way.

[turtletimewriting]

2012 meets 2018

Summary: Mikey through a portal mishap is stuck in the 2012 series. Not a big deal, but he’s noticed that they’re all so serious. Not nearly as huggy and close as him and his brothers. Welp, time to fix that!

_._._

Things were so different here. Which makes sense. Like duh, it was his brothers from another universe. But it was weird. It was weird to see a Leo who spent all his time hidden away in the dojo meditating. Raph who spent all his free time reading comics and judging his brothers. Donnie... well actually Donnie was largely the same as his Donnie, spending a lot of time being the mad scientist he is. This version of himself was always doing his own thing. 

The only times they were together were when they were patrolling or when they were watching tv in the night. But otherwise, everyone was busy doing their own thing. Being serious and nothing like his own touchy feely family.

And of course, he was going to fix this!

Somehow...

Admittedly, he had no idea how he was going to. But he was taking it one step at a time. First he had been trying to get involved in all their hobbies. Right now he was sitting with Leo watching some show he liked called Space Heroes. It was... alright? Probably didn’t help that he was in the middle of a later season and Leo had gotten too lost in the sauce to remember to speak at a normal pace when recapping the show.

He was still rambling furiously, his hands vibrating violently in front of him. His Leo didn’t do any of this but he recognised all of this from Donnie so he found himself smiling so wide at how obviously happy Leo was. The happiness radiating from him. Sitting crossed legged together enjoying a show.

He so badly wished he could see them all this aggressively cheerful and happy. Leo burst into a huge smile as the Space Captain slapped his... co-captain? Okay a little weird but whatever makes him happy. Mikey wanted so badly to see this Leo finally let go and be fully silly and happy. 

His own Leo was so much more laidback and always willing to dive head first into the chaos. 

At that thought, a lightbulb went off in his head. 

His bent knee was pointed straight at him and that was his Leo’s like ultimate weakness. Leo’s legs were his worst spot, although he was definitely a walking tickle spot to be fair. Every part of his leg were very ticklish, his calves, the back of his knees, knees in general and don’t even think about his thighs or he’ll explode.

While he was distracted, he placed his scrunched up fingers right on his knee and then slowly drew his hands out in a slow crawling tickle across his bent knee.

“This is like their thing. So typi-AAAH!” Leo leapt like three feet in the air. He looked at him with sheer bewilderment and betrayal. “What was that!”

“Uhh... me tickling you?”

“No, I know that. Like... what kind of technique was that?” Leo laughed.

“Oh that!” Mikey spread out his fingers again on his kneecap to demonstrate, sending a violent jolt and slapping a hand over his giggles, “This drives my Leonardo insane! We have to pin his leg down so we can do it over and over again.”

He didn’t realise he was demonstrating over and over again until Leo was slapping the sofa arm. “Pfftahaha HAH! Hehe, o-okay. Okay okay okay! Hah! I get it!” He wiggled his knee but never withdrew his leg.

“Haha, no! C’mon! We can consider it a science experiment!” Mikey clapped his hands as he inched forward into his space, his plan all coming together. “Let’s see if you have the same tickle spots as my Leo!”

He pushed him down to lay on the sofa, had to make him comfortable before wrecking him to tears! Jumping up to his stomach to pin him down, he faced his legs. Obviously any Leonardo must have the most ticklish legs in existence, right?

“Wait! What! No, we don’t have to do this!”

“Oh yes we do!” Mikey cracked his fingers before he immediately grabbed his knees and started squeezing. 

Leo jolted up but his own weight kept him pinned. “HAH! Wahait! WAHAIT! HA! Ahahahaha!” He drummed his feet violently.

“Aww, that’s not as much laughter as I was expecting,” Mikey whined. His Leo would already be driven to tears by this. Yet this Leo was just laughing. Not even that hard! Huh, that’s... weird. Ugh, he was just being stupid. Of course this Leo was different, he was different in a million ways from his Leo. They weren’t even the same species! He needed to get over himself. Try to enjoy the silly moment. He spidered his fingers over his knees again. 

“Ihi Ah! Ah! Wait! Hahaha! Ah! I didn’t even know my knees were ticklish!” Leo gasped.

That made him stop. “What!” Mikey gasped himself.

“Who goes for the knees when tickling someone!” Leo gasped amongst his giggles.

“Uh me!” Mikey gasped as he squeezed his knee again, sending Leo tumbling back down from his sass, “I can go for the knees. Since I have a brother who dies if you go for the knees!”

“Hahahaha! Wehell that’s hahaha dumb!” Leo snarked, bucking up to try and kick him off. Which almost worked. Mikey had to put an end to that. 

But now he felt like he was in uncharted territory. It makes sense, he thought. This Leo did act entirely differently so of course he’d have different spots. He looked him over passively at where to go next. 

Suddenly he snapped forward and started scribbling over his plastron. His scutes lay in a different layout than Leo’s, and also unlike his Leo, he immediately burst into frantic bright laughter. “WAHAHAHAIT! WAIT WAIT HAHAHAHAHAHA!” 

Mikey smiled manically. “Now there’s some good laughter! Is that a good spot, huh? Is that an extra ticklish spot? Does it tickle tickle tickle you!” 

Mikey felt all his weirdness completely disappear though as Leo slapped a hand over his face as he slowly turned bright red. 

“You can blush! That’s amazing! Look at how red you are!” Mikey cooed. 

“HAHA SHUUHUUHU SHUSH! HAHAHHAHAHAAHAA! STAHAP TALKING!” Leo kicked out frantically as he slowly turned more and more red. 

“Aww you’re so adorable!” Mikey exclaimed as he traced around his scutes which sent Leo tumbling down even more frantic laughter. His head tipped back as he was lost to the sensation. “But is this where you’re most ticklish? Oooor is there another spot?”

The way he reacted clearly meant he was close though. Mikey used the tracing to explore his whole torso.

“NO! NO! HAHAHAHAA! HA! HA! HA! NO!” Leo suddenly gasped as he fingers trailed from his stomach to his sides. 

Mikey grinned evilly. “Oh you shouldn’t have said that!” 

Not one to waste time, he immediately started pinching and scribbling over his sides. It was really fun to tickle actually! The smooth shell of his sides was fun to slide his fingers against and the polished smooth texture made him want to keep tickling and tickling. 

“Oh this is too much fun! I’ve gotta keep tickling you! I can’t stop tickling you!” 

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!” Leo was totally lost to the sensation and Mikey knew it was time to let up. He really didn’t want to kill him or something. 

Well okay, maybe one last tickle.

As he harshly scrubbed against his sides and Leo jolted up, he met him halfway with a raspberry pressed in the middle of his plastron. 

Leo’s laughter went silent until Mikey sat back up and gentle climbed off of him. 

“Huh, you and my Leo have completely different tickle spots,” He grinned but that smile kept growing when Leo kept laughing. 

“Hahahaa... ha... heh... whaht was thahaha hahaha... about!” Leo exclaimed. Setting off more of his laughter as he remembered and brought up the tickling.

“Dunno!” He chirped back, giggling himself too, “For the funsies.” 

“Nahat fun! Ha! Hahahahaa!”

“You can stop laughing,” Mikey giggled. The laughter catching on. Leo had yet to even sit up yet and seemed totally lost in his own unending giggles.

A snort ripped through the room and properly set off Mikey’s laughter. 

“Dude, stop laughing! I’m not tickling you!”

“Dohon’t SAY THE WORD! Hahahaha! HAH! Heheheee...”

Wholeheartedly, Mikey thought that would be stuck in the cycle of making each other laugh if it wasn’t for this world’s Raph walking in. 

“Okay, who got Leo tickle drunk?”

“Tickle drunk?” Mikey asked incredulously. 

“STAHAP SAHAYING THE WORD HEHEHEEEE!” Leo kicked out his feet again from the tiny ball he was curling into.

Raph sauntered over with such a fond smile and casually leaned an arm on the back of the sofa. “Yeah, if anyone... uh t-words Leo then he can’t stop thinking about it which means he can picture the sensation. Meaning! He can’t stop giggling or feeling like he still being attacked.”

“Wait, wait, wait!” Mikey lit up like christmas had come early, “Can you not say the word tickle?”

The instant he said it, Leo snorted as he frantically tried rubbing away at his sides. Raph looked on with a mischevious smirk. “Oh I can definitely say the word tickle,” He deliberately spoke clearly and sounded out each syllable in the word, much to Leo’s giggly dismay, “it’s just that it takes a while for Leo to stop being tickle drunk, especially if everyone keeps mentioning it.”

Mikey finally made eye contact with Leo as he peered up at him through the tiny ball he curled into. And as subtle as a ninja, he flicked his eyes back to Raph quickly. Thankfully, Leo seemed to grasp his message. “Well, you know what would probably help?” Mikey cued up.

“What?” Raph asked genuinely.

“To tickle someone else!” He roared before grabbing Raph and somersaulting him on to the sofa, where Leo immediately grabbed hold oh him and dug away at his pits.

Well it wouldn’t be fair to just test the tickle spots of one of their alternative universe selves.

[mushyblushyredhead]

Hello newly acquired mutual :D just came here to ask what other fandoms your in other than Hazbin Hotell(I like Hazbin hotel too lmao) Im just curious lmao :]

Hello there moot bean! :3

I think I answered this a while back but I’ll gladly answer again!

[Slightly updated version]

Fandoms I’m Into and Will Do Art + Fics For:

♡ Spider-Man (Peters 1,2, & 3)

♡ Transformers (Prime, G1, Cyberverse & Knightverse)

♡ Hazbin Hotel

♡ Helluva Boss

♡ SCP Foundation (only with 999)

♡ TMNT 2012

♡ Gravity Falls

♡ Invader Zim

♡ Star Wars: the Clone Wars series

♡ My OCs! (Will introduce them soon)

And that’s about it! As always, I do tk fluff with all these fandoms listed above. (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)✨

[thisguydrawsandstuff]

Stay Quiet (TMNT 2012)

Author's note: I'm in a TMNT brainrot right now. IT'S DESPICABLE. Here's a small fic I wrote yippee!

TW: none. This is a tk fic!!

Ugh...

Out of all the days, why did Donatello have to be on patrol duty tonight? He and April had made plans to hang out and watch the latest saga of cheesy over-the-top horror films. (Donnie had insisted that they'd be more comedy than anything.) The turtle had practically begged Splinter to let him stay in the comfort of their base - he promised he'd go straight out to patrol with Leo tomorrow - but to no use. To make matters worse, he'd gotten stuck with Raph, his extra stubborn (slightly) older brother.

Donnie loved his brother, of course, but his temper could be a little much - especially when he didn't get his way.

The younger sighed and idled on the rooftop of what seemed to be an old department store, waiting for Raph to catch up. Raphael made no real attempt at hurrying, despite the annoyed expression his brother shot at him.

"Raph, just- come on. I don't want to be here either!"

"What? I'm just walkin', Donnie. You got problem with that?" The red-masked turtle responded, sarcastically. He wasn't even making a real effort to walk towards Donnie - just casually strolling, 'seeing the sites.'

Donatello groaned, his usual overly-analytical demeanor fading by the second. Usually, he'd outsmart Raph's bad attitude with some smart comeback, some snide remark - but he was almost too tired to care this time.

"No, Raphael, I have a problem with you not taking our time into account. It's late, you nitwit," Donnie waved his arms in exasperation, about to absolutely lose it, "Come ON!"

Raphael just snickered - still walking at his same slow pace. "Fine," Donatello sat down daintily on the rooftop and waited, pretending not to care. "I'll be here when you want to make an effort."

Minutes passed, and the purple-masked turtle grew tired. His gaze turned soft as he stared down at the city lights, his eyes slowly closing...

...

"RAAAAH," Donnie was jolted awake by swift footsteps hurling towards him, when all of the sudden -

BAM

Donnie screeched, dazed. His brother was now on top of him, straddling his legs. "HEY! What th-" the younger was swiftly cut off - "Shhh!" Raph exclaimed, putting a finger to his lips-- signaling Donnie to be quiet.

Raphael whispered, "The krang,"

"The kran-MFFP-" Raph firmly placed a hand on Donnie's mouth - looking around, acting uncharacteristically nervous.

"Donnie, the krang! You have to be quiet - you wouldn't want them to hear you, right man?" There was a hint of mischief in his voice as he said this, and Donatello knew something was up. He eyed Raph suspiciously as he ripped his brother's hand off his mouth to speak, but before he could get a word out, he was met with a swift jab to his side.

"What are you- hEY!"

"Tsk, Tsk, hasn't sensei taught you anything?" With a shit-eating grin on his face and zero hesitation, Raph instantly dug his fingers into the soft shell of his brother's sides.

"Wahaha!! Rahahaph-- Rahaphaehehel!!-"

"Hey, it's your funeral! Not my fault you're taking this lightly."

Donatello swiftly grabbed onto both of his brother's wrists, struggling to keep them from resuming their attack.

"Hehe - Raph, this is so not funny!"

"Really? Huh, you seemed to be laughing pretty hard, smiles."

With one swift movement, Raph freed his hands and quickly scooted up; successfully trapping his brother's hands under his knees.

"Raph! Wait, wai-"

"Shall we resume, buddy?"

Before Donnie had a chance to respond, he's met with eight fingers rapidly scribbling across his front shell.

"nahaHAHA! RAHAHA- YOHOHOUHAHA-"

"Oh, I think they can hear you! Shhh! Dude, you gotta be quiet!"

"THEHEHEN- *snrk* DOHOHON'T- NAHAHA-"

"Man, you find this really funny, don't you?"

Donatello couldn't tell if his face was red because of how much he was laughing or because of those dumb teases his brother kept throwing out.

Raphael gasps mockingly, "Oh shoot! Donnie, they're here!" He momentarily pauses his attack on his younger brother's sides.

"Whahat? Rahaph, get ohoff!"

"Shh shh shh shh..."

Raph looked around, completely silent.

As much as he attempted to, Donnie couldn't help the anticipatory giggles that began rising.

Raph slowly turned to Donnie, bending down and cusping his hand around his own mouth as if he were telling a secret, "Oh no, Donnie! I think they... FOUND YOU!"

The eldest instantaneously slipped his hands into the younger's underarms. Donnie wished he could forget the unearthly sound he made - he knew Raph would never let it down.

"WAHAHA! NOHOHO! PLEEHEHAHA--"

"It's out of my hands, dude! You weren't quiet enough," Raph can't help but chuckle along with his brother. He'd rather die than admit it, but childish activities like this were kind of ... nice.

"RAHAHAPH- YOHOHOU AHHAARE- SOHOHO DUHUHUHUMB!"

Raph, seeing that his younger brother seemed to be getting tired, sighed sarcastically and finally let up, holding his hands up in retreat, "Fine, fine, ya big baby."

Raphael got off his brother and practically resumed their nightly activities like nothing had happened. Donnie glared at him, still a pile of giggles on the floor, "You're soho dehehead, Raph..."

"I'd like to see you try, smiles," Raph shrugged and, without another word, sprinted to the rooftop across from Donnie.

"Wha- get back here!"

Maybe spending time with his brother like this wasn't so bad after all.

[tastybluesprite]

Could you write a 2012 TMNT fic where Mikey tells April raspberries work on Donnie, she she pins him down and gives him raspberries?

Raspberries

Hey! I’m so sorry for how long the delay was for this ask lol… I don’t usually write for the 2012 series so I wasn’t sure how to approach this ask properly. But I hope I did it justice nonetheless. This gets kinda straight to the point lol. Also it’s not too long but even so I hope you like it!

Warnings: None accept for tickling so if that makes you uncomfortable just keep scrolling

“Is Donnie ticklish?” April asks Mikey one day as she watches him play pinball. Mikey grins, “He sure is! Super ticklish! One of the most ticklish people I know. Raspberry’s work best on him in fact. I do it all the time and his reactions are hilarious!”

April smirks, “good to know…”

April then leaves Mikey and heads to Donnie lab.

“Hey Donnie?” She asks as she pokes her head through the entrance of his lab. Donnie flinched at the sudden voice. “O-oh! Hey April…” Donnie greets her nervously.

April makes her way to the chair he’s sitting in. “This looks cool.” She says gesturing to the tech he was working on. “Oh! Isn’t it?” Donnie replied, a little uncertain as she never usually expressed much interest in his work. “I’m trying to crack this Kraang tech I picked up from one of our missions. I’m hoping it will help us learn more about them.

April nods. She then lands a swift poke to his side, just to test the waters. Donnie let out a surprised yelp and flinched so hard he almost fell out of his seat.

April grinned, “Mikey was right. You are super ticklish.”

Donnie scrambles to get up but April uses a special fighting technique splinter had taught her recently to take him down, landing him flat on his shell.

She then began tickling his armpits. “AHahaha Ahaahprihihil!!!” Donnie giggles through his protests. He tried to fight her arms but he was too scared of accidentally being too rough and hurting her.

“No way!” April says with a giggle. “Mikey says this works on you…”

She then pinned his arms and began blowing raspberries on his plastron. Donnie squeal. “AHAHAHAH STOHOP THAHAHAHAT!!” He screams out through his laughter.

April continued to pepper his plastron with raspberries until his laughter went silent and he stopped fighting.

“Thahat wahas so mehean…” Donnie whimpers through his excess giggles, curling in on himself protectively.

April playfully booped at his nose. “I gotcha good Donnie!”

She got up to leave the room, and Donnie watched back after her, still blushing like crazy. Man he loved her.

[cheeslycakes]

come out come out Wherever you are..

(hello pookies I have to deal with school now so I might be not posting that often but hang in there okay?)

🧡: I don't trust you guys!

💙: *sigh* there's pizza on the table..

🧡: WHERE?!

💙: *tackles him* gotcha idiot

⚠️ warning mentioned this is sibling bonding not something sexual ⚠️

📖: **all of them tackle the little Pizza lover as he tries to struggling, squirm, fight for his life whatever he can do to escape this predicament but little did he know he's not getting out of here anytime soon...**

💙: already guys you know what to do...

❤️: I'll do the honor~ *blowing a raspberry on his stomach*

🧡: REEEHEHE! STAPPPP!

📖: the others join in as Donnie tickles him by the waist and Leo tickles him by the leg silently harder while Mikey job is to enjoy the rest..

🧡: I HATE YOU MEANIES!!!

📖: but anyways continuing 20 minutes later the whole laughing slaughter stops and later on they just all hang out peacefully

[potatohater]

Im rewatching tmnt 2012 and I HAVE SO MANY TICKLE IDEAS

[savemeafruitjuice]

TMNT 2012 Headcannons Because I Can't Function Well Enough to Make a Fic

yeah I'm sorry for not being able to write super well rn,,, but I'll make headcannons to make up for it!

TMNT 2012 HCS! (Slight spoilers! Don't read if you haven't finished season 4!)

TW!: Some Swearing! (my bad)

why does he look like that- /j

Leo

Lee:

I feel like he's decently ticklish but hides it most of the time because of his "I want to look super professional and ninja-y" persona, but there are times when he can't help it.

Worst spot is probably his sides (I've seen this around and it just suits him)

Second worst is likely tied between his feet and underarms

After the battle with Shredder and his vocal cords were trashed, his laugh is much more raspy and doesn't get very loud. Shrieky giggles at most.

Hasn't effected his sensitivity though.

Will squirm like his life depends on it, but generally is sapped of his strength after a few seconds.

Splinter would tickle them as tots, but as they got older it became less and less common.

However, when Leo became more edgy and stoic, his dad came around to make sure he kept smiling.

Gets tickled the most by Splinter and Raph

If asked, won't downright admit to being ticklish, but definitely won't deny it if it's with someone he's comfortable with.

Karai had to do some serious coaxing to get him to let her, but after that she continuously pokes at him to catch him off guard, sometimes even full on tickling him until he can't remember his own name.

All ideas for attack and protection go out the window as soon as he's tickled

Just flops around a bunch

Can't take multiple lers at a time unless it's light tickling- he almost instantly crumbles

Gets really flustered hearing "the t-word"

He'll blush and stutter, looking all taken-aback

Will literally always get his ler back

Unless it's Splinter, he only tried that once as a tot- never again.

Ler

Big brother privileges galore

If Leo's in a good mood, he'll take any and every opportunity he can to wreck his siblings

Tickles all of his brothers equally, but it's really just a matter of who needs it the most, as well as who happens to fall into his sight.

Likes using cheer-up tickles- and needs to. (These poor children are so traumatized)

Tickles vary between scribbling and poking, to squeezing and wiggling his fingers.

Isn't suuuper ruthless, but his brothers still fear him.

Especially if they've made him mad.

If so, it's game over.

Is also very teasy.

Will avoid saying the word because it flusters him as well, but still makes sure to embarrass his little siblings to no end.

I feel like he'd laugh along with his lee, making notes on the silly faces and noises they make.

The most common reason of being forced to take his wrath is refusing to move from in front of the tv while he watches Space Heroes.

Likely a ler-leaning switch

Donnie

Lee:

Donatello looks like he's super ticklish.

And absolutely is.

Worst spots are underarms, thighs, and general stomach-area, but he's definitely ticklish everywhere

Screeches and flails when tickled no matter how light

Laugh is pretty loud, but his giggles are very light and airy.

Will beg the entire time, but doesn't actually mind being tickled all that much.

There was a time when April found out he was ticklish (she walked in on Mikey wrecking his shit) and joined in.

Let's just say his face had never been as red as it was then.

Is tickled the most for not sleeping for literal days straight, or for freaking out, but there are times when his brothers (+ April and sometimes Casey) just tickle him to mess with him.

If multiple people are tickling him, he just completely loses himself.

Don isn't able to formulate words, his face goes beet red, and will go limp after a while.

If April is tickling him, he is so terrified of accidentally hurting her that he just stops moving- complete bodily shut down.

He still laughs and pleads with her, but refuses to move an inch, barely even pulling him arms down to protect himself. He gets teased about it so much too.

That completely flips if it's his brothers though, slapping and punching and kicking so much that it's the main priority to pin him down, rather than actually tickle him.

Actually cries very easily when being tickled

Gave his fam a big scare the first time it happened

Cannot take teasing.

He will hide in his shell until he either feels safe again or is forced out.

Such forcing is done by giving him raspberries on his shell. (The method was discovered by Mikey, and was passed down to everyone they know)

Ler

I don't see him as much of a ler, but let's give it a shot anyways.

Isn't very teasy per se, but there are lots of little things he does that fluster his lee regardless.

Things like creeping his hands close to a tickle spot before actually getting it, pausing every once in a while, things like that.

Doesn't really say much, and kinda just stares at whoever he's tickling. Especially April.

After everyone started noticing this, he switched to giving compliments sometimes so it was less awkward.

Tickles Mikey and April the most, but it's still pretty rare.

Has pretty light tickles

Spidering, soft scratching, and tracing are his go to.

Has only tickled April a couple of times, but it didn't go on for very long because 1) He got too shy, 2) He didn't want to hurt her, and 3) She turns the tables every time.

In all the times he's tickled people, there was only a time or two that they didn't get him back.

Almost completely a lee.

Raph

Lee:

I'm not sure where his worst spot would be, but for sure has a really ticklish torso and neck. Also Underarms.

I love that he's canonically ticklish- it's just so wonderful.

Gets tickled the most by Mikey (much to his embarrassment), but Leo is a close second, followed by Mona.

His laugh is surprisingly high-pitched, making a prime topic for lighthearted bullying.

Attempts to hide his reactions, and does so fairly well, although there are certain things that absolutely make him crumble.

Fights and fights and fights until he's too tired to move.

Absolutely will not hesitate to knock a tooth loose or beat anyone who tries to tickle him, but there are two instances where he will restrain himself.

One of these instances is when it comes to Mona Lisa.

If she is tickling him, he'll wiggle around, but composes himself enough to not accidentally hurt her.

Both of them know there's no way he'd actually do any substantial damage, but better safe than sorry.

The other instance is if he really pisses Leo off.

This has only happened a couple of times, but it is extremely scary.

Raph pretty much accepts his fate.

There's still a struggle, but there is a significant decrease in the amount of effort he puts in to stop his older brother from tickling him.

Still stubborn af though.

Mikey was the one who found out he was ticklish and has been using it against him ever since, almost always resulting in Raph absolutely getting him.

Ler:

Despite the ler energy I've seen him with, I feel like he doesn't tickle people a whole lot.

Doesn't mean he isn't the scariest ler in the Hamato household.

When the tickle monster that is Raph is unleashed, all of his brothers cower.

Has a much rougher approach to tickling, leaving his lee a breathless mess on the floor

He's also extremely teasy, though it's more so sarcastic comments the entire time.

Running from this turtle is not an option. He can and will catch you every single time.

Donnie has learned this the hard way, very many times.

There's a pretty even balance as to who Raph tickles the most, but the most common to see tickly-interactions with is Casey.

Those two have tickle fights all the time.

Leo has rushed into the lair multiple times because of Casey's unholy screeching.

Tickles people the most for getting on his nerves or to get them to be quiet. (Mikey)

Has tried and failed to tickle Mona, and is still unsure to this day if she isn't ticklish, or just hides her reactions well.

Switch-leaning ler

stopp what is this gif 😳

Mikey

Lee:

Very ticklish boy.

Worst spots are neck, knees, and ribs

His laugh is loud enough to make his ler retract and cover their ears for a moment before continuing.

I think he absolutely loves using tickling as a way to mess with his bros or just have fun.

Is mainly tickled for being obnoxious, but April and Casey will get him more casually, exchanging pokes and squeezes every now and then.

That said, his main lers are April and Casey, followed by Raph.

Squirms around a bit, and tries to hide in his shell half of the time.

Isn't as stubborn as his brothers, but he has his moments.

Is more sensitive to physical teasing, such as wiggling fingers, etc.

Needs some kind of affection after being tickled, such as a hug, head-pats, even just some water will do.

If caught off-gaurd, he may accidentally punch his ler in the face. (It has happened on multiple occasions)

Is generally open to being tickled, but will get a little flustered if asked about it directly.

Ler:

Pesters his brothers All. The. Time.

Loves to sneak up behind them when they're not paying attention and poke them or wiggle his fingers into their side.

Is the only one of the four to incorporate tickling into every day life.

Seriously, he'll sneak it into training to gain the upper hand, (it never works for long but A for effort) cheer-up tickles after a tough mission, even declares tickle fights sometimes!

A very quick tickler, rapidly changing spots and moving his fingers at terrifying speeds.

Gets extremely full of himself when he takes someone down, teasing and laughing galore, though this is usually his downfall.

Tickles Raph and Donnie the most often, Raph just to annoy him, and Donnie to initiate a tickle fight, or to make him relax.

Casey is slightly rarer to see, but that's because he mostly hangs around Raph and Donnie.

Loves playing chase before getting his lee.

Also will tag-team with April to get his nerd brother, secretly being a wingman to up his ego in April's eyes.

Makes goofy noises when tickling people to make them laugh more, and it works a lot of the time.

A full switch

Geez, I apologize for not responding very much, my mental health is seriously kicking my butt, but I'm still holding things together so far! Next on my to-do list is lee 2012 Raph, so I'll see what story I can put together for you all. I hope you all are doing well and have a wonderful day/night!

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ 𝚃𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝! ~

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝟼-𝟽: 𝙵𝙾𝙾𝙳/𝙹𝙾𝙺𝙴𝚂˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷,𝟷𝟶𝟷

𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 & 𝙻𝚎𝚘

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚒𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚝.

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

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 🎶𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐🎶 and 💋𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐💋

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚✨𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢𝚢✨˚*•✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“You’re going to kill me...” Leo glared, crossing his arms at his youngest brother as the orange banded turtle just groaned in frustration. 

“No, I won’t.” Mikey huffed. 

“It’s going to kill me.” The elder corrected, stepping away from the kitchen counter as he hugged his arms protectively around himself.  

“No. it. won’t!”

“I’m going to be a dead man, Mike…do you really want to be responsible for one of your brother’s death?” The dark blue eyed mutant sighed dramatically as he flopped on the lounge area couch. 

Mikey rolled his eyes and sighed at the other’s theatrics, walking over to where the leader in blue was as he sat right next to him. 

“For Christ’s sake…” The smaller turtle said in exasperation, “Leo…what I just made in front of your very eyes was a legit pickle, jellybean and salami pizza…stop acting like it’s the end of the world.”

Leonardo audibly gasped, clutching his imaginary pearls as he just gawked at his brother in awe, “IT IS THE END OF THE WORLD!!!” He yelled, catching a glance of the concotion Mikey called food, sending a ping of disgust to go riiiiiight down his shell, “And besides, there’s no way in hell I’m eating…whatever that is...” 

The elder turtle turned on the TV, which, conveniently, had Space Hero’s playing; and of course the slightly taller teen wouldn’t let such a good opportunity of watching his absolute favorite show go to waste! 

“Pleeease?” Michelangelo whined, shaking the other’s arm back and forth lightly and subtly. 

“Nope. Nada. No way. Get Raph to do it…he has the stomach to fit an entire generation...” Leo hummed, swatting the smaller turtle away slightly which only caused the smaller turtle in question to pester on further and further. 

“But I want you to try it!” The baby blue eyed teenager pouted. 

“And why should I subject myself to that?” The ledaer in blue asked, leaning on the couches cushions. 

“Because you love me soooooo much and you’d do aaaaaanything and eeeeeeverything for me?” Mikey tried.

“Ehhhhhhh…I wouldn’t say all of that now...” The taller turtle snickered, holding in a laugh as he saw how absolutely offended his brother looked at the comment.

If you can’t handle the heat…don’t come in the kitchen is what Leo always says!!!

Or…was it if you can’t handle the heat…don’t come into the flames…?

Oh, whatever. Same difference! You get his point. 

“I hate you.” The shorter teenager grumbled out, sinking into the couch as he crossed his arms over his plastron, looking away from the eldest quadruplet. 

Leonardo sighed fondly at the other’s sudden bratty demeanor, poking him in the side repeatedly, “Pfft— oh please. You love me.” The oldest smiled. 

“Fuhuhuck yohou...” The baby blue eyed teenager cursed, trying to push the taller’s hands away, “No thanks— I don’t swing that way.” Leonardo grinned. 

“Yohohou’re disgusting!” 

“And you’re grotesque.” 

Michelangelo rested his head on the eldest’s shoulder, poking his cheek repeatedly, “Juhust aha bite…?”

“No.” The teen in blue hummed, watching the TV screen and not seeming at all bothered by his younger brother’s well-known annoying antics. 

“A nom…?”

“No.”

“A nibble…?”

“No, no and no.” 

“You’re. impossible!” The youngest whined, getting up and going back to the kitchen. “Sorry, Mikester…but I am not stepping another foot next to that thing…”

And at that comment, a sly smirk stretched to the smaller mutant’s face, inching back to the couch and sitting casually on the couch’s arm, “Could I…maybe convince you to~?” 

“Unless you’re trying to bribe me with cold hard cash, I don’t want to hear it.” The sapphire eyed teenager hummed nonchalantly…but widened his eyes as he saw his youngest brother wiggling his fingers tauntingly towards him. 

“Michelangelo…no.” The eldest glared as he backed away from the other. 

“Michelangelo…yes~!” The younger mimicked lowly. 

“I do nohot sohound lihihike thahat!!” The taller turtle squeaked, getting up from the couch slowly as his younger brother swiftly followed, still wiggling his fingers, “Yehes you doohoo!” Mikey giggled; as his brother’s laugh was contagious after all, “You sound like a fifteen year old Batman…” 

“It’s kinda cute, actually.” The freckled faced teenager said as he pounced on his brother, both of them falling on the floor as the Michelangelo digged his nail’s into Leonardo’s sides.  

The leader in blue let out a genuine scream, hugging his middles as he squirmed and squawked, “GyaHAH! Noho! Gehehet awahahay!” He cried, curling in on himself. 

“Not until you try my awesome cuisine!” The youngest quadruplet announced proudly as he continued to tickle his sibling. 

His sibling in question just playfully rolled his eyes at him, letting out a giggly scoff, “I aham nahateheating thahahat…”

“Oho, yes you will~!” Mikey said whilst scratching both of Leo’s underarms. 

The older turtle banged his feet on the floor, flailing his arms around like a drunk man, “NAHAHO! DOHOHON’T— hic STOHOP!!” 

“'Don’t stop~?'” Michelangelo teased, “You don’t have to tell me twice~!”

“THAHAT IHIHIS NOHOT WHAHAT IHIHI MEANT!!!” 

“You suuuuuure~?” 

“YEHES!!!”

“Not sure I believe you..” The orange banded turtle hummed casually, “It didn’t seem like you were in a hurry to leave when I was wiggling my fingers—”

“—SHUHUHUT hic UHUHUP!!”

“—Which by the way, did hint I was going to tickle you—”

“IHIHI hic hic KNOHOW THAHAT—”

“Oh, did you~?” Mikey asked, “Then why didn’t you try to leave when you had your chance~?” He chuckled as he kneaded the other’s hips mercilessly, “Y'know…I could just…stop if you tried my homemade pizza~!”

Leonardo just snorted loudly, pushing on the orange banded teen’s wrists despretley, “GEHET. OHOFF— hic! JEEHEEHEEZ JUHUST STAHAP!!”

“Juuuust staaaaaap~!” The other mimicked.

“STOHOH— snrt!! S-STAHAHAP M-MIMICKIHING MEEHEE!!” 

“Hm…nah.” Mikey shrugged as he squished his elder brother’s thighs…and in result, the older let out the most deafening squeal known to man..

“N-NOHOH HIC MIHIHIKE PLAHAHEEEEASE!!!” Leonardo shouted, “OKAHAY! OKAHAHAY FINE!! I-I’LL HIC TRY HIC HIC IHIHAT!! JUHUST HIC STAHAHAP!!” 

Almost immediately, Michelangelo slowly stopped his ruthless attack, helping his brother up as they both went to the kitchen. 

The smaller turtle dug through the refrigerator, bringing out a whole tube of vanilla ice cream and putting it next to his concoction— I mean masterpiece... 

“Lee…you’re not lactose, right?” 

“Ihi hic mean…Ihi dohon’t think hic soho—”

“—You’ll probably be fine.” The youngest interrupted as he scooped out a huge chunk of ice cream and put it on the pizza. 

Leo gulped nervously, glancing to the side of him as he scratched his head…

…Was it too late to suddenly grow 3 stomachs…?

…and that, ladies and gentlemen, is how Leo learned he was lactose intolerant 🫶🏾💗

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

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

[the-peak-tmnt]

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

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

THIS IS SO AWESOME TO HEAR!

Like wow, I am SO flattered! This is kind of making my heart explode because I really, really, really love this movie, and this makes me feel like I'm sharing that love in a way that's drawing someone else in 😭

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

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

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

Thank you so much for such a wonderful comment! This has seriously made me so happy ❤️

[dj-bananalove]

Ok I gotta tk fic idea #1 for Helluva Boss TW: Bilzø mouth (lee:Moxxie ler: Bilzø) ok so things are slow at the office so Bilzø gets bored and he just starts poking Moxxie ofc he gets annoyed at this, later Bilzø pokes his neck making him giggle and push his hand and.....

"Sir, noh gehat bahck" Moxxie told his boss already giggling from nervousness "Moooooxxxxxiiiieeee"Bilzø said making him more nervous falling back eventually hitting the wall "nohw siahr, we can talk about thiahs?"he asked still giggling nervously "ok"Bilzø answered as he stopped walking and wriggling his fingers at him "wait......what.....really?"Moxxie asked looking up at his boss

" NO YOU STUPID BABY DICK"he said before jumping on his employee "AHAHAHA" is all that was hear from Moxxie as his head hit the floor "boss what the h-ahaha bossahahahss"he said as Bilzø pinned his hands with one of his as he sit a his hips and poked his neck again "yeaaaa" Bilzø answered just to piss him off "stahoahp" Moxxie told him

"stop what Mox"he said"stahoahp poahaking mahae" he told him "ooookkkkk I'II tickle u then"Bilzø tickled him this time on his belly "BOAHAHSSS STAHOAHP PAHALAHAS" Moxxie pleaded if Bilzø didn't stop he was going to die for the second time

"nope" Blitzø answered sarcastically but after a while he could see Moxxie was getting tired so he stopped "u good baby dick" Bilzø asked "yeahaha I'm go-"Moxxie stopped after just realizing and he said " MY.NAME. IS. MOXXIE."he yelled"okay... baby dick"Bilzø said pissing him off even more after about 2 hours of arguing they both walked away with Bilzø walking to loona and Moxxie planing revenge. 😈>:)😈 Bye readersss

Also requesteds are still open

My fandoms:

ATSV

Fnaf

Luca movie

Transformers

Cuphead show

Nimona

Sonic

Smb (the movie too)

TMNT 2012

Toh

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

(if it's not on the list I don't write about it/maybe know about it) ;)

[fictitious-fluff]

Masterpost

[as of 5 November 2024]

SFW ONLY, NFSW DNI

Eyo! Welcome to my blog!

I write mostly tickle fluff, and the occasional angst. Decided to make a side blog to post my fics when I do write them since my main is non-tickle related.

Feel free to drop an ask and say hi :D I don't bite XD

Posted Fics

Undertale

Brush the Stubbornness Away - After falling into some paint, Sans is too lazy to get up and clean himself up. Papyrus puts it upon himself to help Sans change his mind.

Eight Plus Two makes Ten - While studying together, Sans finds out that monster and human skeletal structures are different. Frisk wants to comfirm that discovery for herself.

Loki x Reader

(coming soon?)

The Bright Sessions

(coming soon)

Sanders Sides

The One and Only - Logan believes he's immune to tickling. However, a small accidental brush from Patton says otherwise.

Delatrune

Dear Diary... - Noelle discovers something interesting lying on Susie's desk

The Amazing Digital Circus (TADC)

Unusual Comfort - A little situation left Pomni alone and down in the dumps. Kinger wants to help.

Fandom List

Currently writing

Undertale

Loki x Reader (Platonic/Romantic)

The Bright Sessions

The Owl House

Fandoms I'm familiar with/know the lore

Ones I'm more invested in OR know more about but don't write for, will have an asterisk (*)

Alien Stage

Atlas and the Stars

Cookie Run Kingdom (CRK)*

Catching up

Deltarune*

Doki Doki Literature Club (DDLC)*

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared (DHMIS)*

Dream Catchers

Epic: The Musical*

Fractures (Rainimator's Minecraft Series)*

Gravity Falls*

Heathens

Jujutsu Kaisen

Lackadaisy

Murder Drones

My Hero Academia (MHA)*

MLP: Friendship Is Magic*

Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) [some parts]

Over the Garden Wall (OTGW)

Ramshackle

Spy x Family

Sanders Sides*

TMNT 2012*

The Amazing Digital Circus (TADC)*

Wild Kratts*

Your Name / Kimi no Na wa*

[turtletimewriting]

Very Late Tickletober Day 3: Cuddles

Summary: A turtle pile going to chaos due to some restless fingers.

Note: Woop, woop, this is the sound of the tickle fic warning alarm, woop, woop. You have been warned.

._._.

Leo had never felt more at peace than at this very moment. He was in that awkward stage between asleep and awake but it felt peaceful and sweet. Awareness crept in but he felt no urge to open his eyes. He was warm and cozy with someone's legs thrown over his shell. His arms were curled tight around someone. The weight from his brothers making him feel hidden and cozy.

And a tingling sensation creeping along his palm.

He wiped his palm on whoever's chest it was resting on. It wasn't anything to worry about, just a wayward itch.

A minute passed until it came back.

A ticklish sensation dancing across his palm. Gently caressing along his palm and tracing the lines of his hand with the utmost care. He flicked his wrist.

He tried to settle into an even more comfortable position. This time the listless tickle didn't come back for a solid couple of minutes.

But this time it came back on the back of his hand. Leo truly didn't think he was ticklish on the back of his hand but the tiny tickle was wearing him down. It was a delicate tracing touch from someone's finger that swirled and twirled across his skin like a dancer. A smile naturally curled on to his face.

It really tickled.

He tried to hold still to see if whoever was doing this would stop but the sensations all built on top of each other. Each meandering loop of the finger kept layering the tickles over each other.

Normally Leo wouldn't really laugh from hand tickles. he would flinch and flap around but not really laugh.

But this time he could feel the giggles starting to escape.

"Whoever hehe that is stahahap!" Leo finally snapped, knocking his hand into someone's shell like he could swat away the feeling.

But at the same time he spoke, someone else also snapped, "Mikey, stop moving your feheheet!"

Leo now opened his eyes and was greeted with Mikey smiling embarrassingly with a blush. "Sorry guys. I'm getting a little restless."

Now he was looking, he could see that Mikey had been the one tracing his hand and also was using his foot to trace along Donnie's foot.

And despite his sheepish smile, Mikey was still tickling away at Donnie's foot and his finger was still poised over his hand. "If you still want cuddles then you'll have to deal with the tickles!" Mikey chirped happily.

"Mihihihikey!" Donnie kicked out his foot but continued to lay there with his eyes closed.

The finger returned to his palm but this time, Mikey had grabbed his wrist and keeping his hand pinned. It startled a snorty laugh from him. "Mikey!"

"Mikey, what have we talked about when it comes to tickling your serious boring brothers?" Raph's gruff sleepy voice cut through the quiet giggles filling the room.

"No?" Mikey asked, cutely turning his head to the side as if he was just a cute innocent angel.

"That if you're gonna tickle them then invite me too!" Raph smirked cockily but his voice was still whispered and sleepy.

Not that Leo felt that anymore. Any quiet sleepiness was ripped away the second he felt Raph's hand grab his knee and start squeezing.

"HAHAHA! Rahahaph!" Leo lurched up but the weight of all his brothers kept him down. He barely raised his leg.

"Tag team, bro!" Mikey grinned wildly as he immediately went to start tickling away under Leo's chin.

His and Donnie's quiet muffled giggles immediately transforming into loud unabashed laughter.

Yet it was worth noting that none of them really moved from the turtle pile.

[my-l0v3r-v3rse]

☆introduction post☆

(Last updated: 15/10/24)

WHAT YOU’D EXPECT

Whatever I feel like on the day- like idk, I’m here just to read tickle fics tbh

Boundaries

Don’t be a weirdo and send porn or disgusting shit like that or I’ll just block and report you

Also just general common sense like don’t be a dickhead, homophobic all that. You know, respect human rights

More under the cut>>>

About me

Things I like

Spider-Man

The avengers

X-men

Dead-pool & Wolverine

Maze runner

Teenage mutant ninja turtles (rottmnt & 2012 tmnt)

Music (top 3: Billie Eillish, beabadoobee and beastie boys. But I love ALL music)

Anyways that’s it. I’ll probably be updating it often~

Have a good day / night :> 💖