BABY LEO 😭😭😭😭😭

Lee Leo :))))

T-Word

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl DNI!!)

Leo can usually say the word ‘tickle’ but can't bear to hear it. So Donnie decides to torment him with it.

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“Oh man, that tickled me,” Donnie chuckled after watching the funny video. He and Leo had been watching random videos together, and he saw a bit of pink blush spread across Leo's face.

Donnie hid a grin, acting as if he was smiling at the video.

I always forget, Leo can say that word but he can't stand hearing it.

He glanced at Leo, who was now focused on the video again and laughing.

This is gonna be fun.

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Leo was losing his mind.

Everytime he was around Donnie, he heard it!

“That tickled my funny bone.”

“That looks ticklish.”

“I'm tickled pink!”

“I'm sure that would tickle!”

“Hah! That tickled me!”

And he was going crazy from it! It was putting him in a massive Lee mood, and he was losing his mind.

Seriously! Why was he saying it so much!?

Leo huffed, trying to scroll on his phone in peace and ignore the giddy mood he was in.

“Oh hey, ‘Nardo,” Donnie greeted, grinning.

“Hey Dee,” Leo said, not looking up. Don't say it! Don't you dare!

“Whatcha watching?”

“Just some random videos,” Leo shrugged, scrolling idly.

“Those always tickled your fancy, didn't they?”

Leo's face turned pink and he squeezed his eyes shut, before finally snapping, “Would you stop that!? You're being mean!”

“Stop what?” Donnie asked, attempting to feign confusion but he couldn't hide his smirk.

“You know what you're doing! You keep saying it!”

“Saying what?” Donnie asked, raising a brow.

“You know what you're saying!” Leo snapped, pointing an accusatory finger at Donnie, “Don't play dumb!”

“I really don't know what you're talking about,” Donnie said with a shrug, walking away.

Leo glared, huffing as his face burned and his sides tingled. It was so stupid!

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“Oh I be that tickled your funny bone-”

“Enough!” Leo squeaked, face completely red, “Stop saying it!”

Donnie grinned, “What?”

“You keep saying t-ti,” Leo stammered, trailing off for a second as he face flushed more, “You keep saying the t-word!”

“And what word would that be?” Donnie asked with an evil smirk, “Hmm, oh I know, it's. . . tickle, right?”

Leo glared through his flushed face, his twin was evil.

“But worry not, dear brother of mine,” Donnie said, getting up and towering over Leo, who was still on the chair, “I will not leave you hanging!”

“Wha- HAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled as Donnie dove forward and started tickling his thighs ruthlessly, “DEHEEHEHEHE!”

“What's wrong, Leo!?” Donnie laughed, “Does it tickle?”

“NAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP SAHAHAHAYING IHIHIT!” Leo squealed, grabbing Donnie's wrists and trying to tug his tickly hands away as he cackled.

“No can do, Lee-o!” Donnie said, squeezing and tickling Leo's thighs, “Tickle tickle tickle tickle!”

“NAHAHAHAHAHA- I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!” Leo squealed, laughing hysterically.

“Can't what? Can't say the word?” Donnie teased evilly, “I'll stop when you say ‘It tickles!’”

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo shrieked as Donnie started tickling at his hips and sides, “DEEHEHEHE! IHIHIT TIHIHIHI- NAHAHAHAHA I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!"

“Yes you can, ‘Nardo,” Donnie teased, jabbing his fingers into Leo's underarms and making the slider shriek, throwing his head back from laughter, “Just two little words~!”

“HAHAHAHAHA! AHH HAHAHAHA! SNRT-! DOHOHOHONIE PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo cackled and snorted, squirming and trying to tug away Donnie's hands as he started scribbling down his sides.

“Just say it!” Donnie laughed, “It tickle tickle tickles~!’

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed as the tickling sensation doubled from the word, “WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT!”

Leo shrieked as Donnie started tickling at his tummy, “DOHOHOHONIE! NOHOHO- IT'S SOHOHOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

“Would you say it tickles, hmm?” Donnie teased, skittering his fingers on Leo's belly.

“NAHAHAHA! DOHOHOHONIE! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Leo squealed as Donnie tickled his tummy mercilessly, “DEEHEHE!”

“You gotta say it!” Donnie laughed evilly, wiggling his fingers on Leo's tummy, “Say it!”

“IHIHIT- NAHAHAHA-! TIHIHI- TIHIHIHIHCKLES!” Leo shrieked, eyes squeezed shut with happy tears and face turning bright red as he yelled it.

“Thought so,” Donnie laughed, poking Leo's stomach one last time and making the slider shriek before he finally pulled away.

“Why?” Leo complained between giggles, scrunching up from the phantom tickles and giggle-high.

“Why not?” Donnie teased, bringing Leo a glass of water, “Next time I'll say the ‘T-word’ more.”

“Shuhut up!”

Guess who just finished '03.. I love those guys so much

(I talk about the episode a little in the tags, so if you don't want spoilers don't read them)

Uhh tags ig??: @sunsetsandsunshine, @hypermoonlover, @rice-cake-teen10

This is so sweet 😭😭 I'm tearing up man- amazing work as always

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

It came be 2012, MM or rise

~ 𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ~

💙🐢🧡 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: @tmntalways 💙🐢🧡

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚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 𝚊 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…

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜: @shut-up-jo @someone1348 @saturnzskyzz

@savemeafruitjuice @rice-cake-teen10 @mistyandsnow

@skyloladoodles @itzsana-kiddingmenow @titters-and-tingles

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

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.” 

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

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

Tickletober Day 3- Prank

Not really sure what to put here.. Oh yeah, this is my first time writing for Mutant Mayhem/Tales, so sorry if I don't end up capturing the characters perfectly.

Lee: Leo

Ler: Mikey

TW!: ANXIETY ATTACK, FAKING AN INJURY! (Everything here is very mildly described, and I didn't put many details, so it shouldn't be very disturbing. Also, this only has depiction of my experience with anxiety attacks, so please tell me if there's anything inaccurate, so I can fix it.)

No spoilers for this, so it should be all good for anyone who hasn't seen the show.

Closest thing I could get to a gif of those two

"Leo! Somebody, help!"

The leader of the group ran into the living room-area, practically leaping over a chair in the middle of the floor to see his baby brother hunched over on the ground. "Mikey! Mikey, what's wrong?"

Mikey let out a groan of pain, clutching his knee tightly. When his sibling came to see what was wrong, he pouted, showing him his leg that.. didn't really seem to have anything wrong with it? "What happened? Did you fall?"

"I don't know! My knee just really hurts!"

The elder removed his brother's kneepad, only to see a large smiley face drawn on, surrounded by lots of little hearts. The orange turtle began giggling.

Leo paused, eyes skimming over his face, and then back to the knee. "Wait.. Was that just a joke?" The younger burst into laughter, grabbing onto his brother's arm and giggling. That is, until he noticed something was wrong.

The katana-user had a crooked smile on, but his eyes still looked as panicked as they had when he had first came into the room. "Leo..? You alright?"

The elder nodded, smile widening as if to convince them both of his being okay. "Y-Yeah! I'm fine, just.." he went to stand up, hands shakier than usual. "Don't do that ag-ain. You scared me."

Mikey's face fell. 'Okay, nope. Joke over.'

He stood up as well, helping Leo to the couch. Mikey hugged his brother, who paused, before wrapping his arms around the other. (I rhymed?) Mikey squeezed tightly around him, as the blue-themed's eyes were beginning to prick with tears. "Hey, it's okay. I'm alright, you don't have to worry."

"Just follow my breathing."

It took a couple minutes, but Leo had finally calmed down, though he didn't let go of Mikey just yet. "Are you okay?"

Leo nodded, squeezing his little brother a bit. "I'm o-okay. Just got freaked out.." Mikey sighed. He felt really bad about giving his brother an attack. "Is there anything I can do to help?.."

Leo shrugged, closing his eyes. "I'm kind of hungry.." Mikey paused for a moment. "I think we have some tacos from last night. You want those?" Leo nodded again, and the two made their way to the kitchen, the younger helping his brother to a chair while he went to heat up a taco.

"Sorry I scared you. I didn't mean to." Upon receiving the food, Leo gave a small smile. "I know. I forgive you, Mike." There was a beat of awkward silence, but it was quickly broken up by a groan. "Eugh, why are there so many onions in this thing?"

Mikey giggled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ihi don't know, Raph reheally likes onions." The other scoffed. "Yeah, but did he have to cram it full of them, and then not eat it? Seriously."

"Didn't he eat like, five, or something?" They both laughed, and Leo picked out a couple pieces of the vegetable. "Yeheah, I think he did."

All of a sudden, there was a quiet slap, and Mikey turned around in mild shock.

"Did you just throw one at me-?!"

Leo gave him an innocent look. "Uhm, no? Literally why would I do that?" The nunchuck-user picked up the onion from the ground and chucked it right back at his brother's head. "Because you're an onion throwing weirdo!"

"I told you, it wasn't me!"

Smack.

"..Okay thAT IS IT! C'MERE!" Mikey charged at the other, who only yelped and threw more onions in his defense. The chair screeched beneath Leo as it scraped on the floor, almost sending him flying right off, only to make a very similar noise to his seat when hands were shoved under his arms.

"EEHEEK! MIHIKEY! Whahat the heheheck-" The taco dropped from his hand and onto his plate. Mikey only giggled. "This is what you deserve! I can't believe you would do something so gross to- HEY! Do not touch me with your nasty hand! You smell like onions!" The elder's hand was slapped away, but he kept trying to wipe it on his brother's arm, throwing his head back and cackling when a hand went to his side instead.

"Thehehen stOHOP- STOHOHOP TIHIHICKLING MEHEHE!"

Leo squirmed violently, jolting to the side as he tried to pry the other's hands off, only to have it snatched up into the air. "I said stop wiping your hand on me! Now you've gotta deal with no hand!"

Leo snorted, too weakened by the tickling to yank his arm back down, though his free one continued to fight with the one at his side. The orange-themed turtle raked his nails down the entire bridge of his brother's shell, then did it again and again. Leo just about screamed, arching away from the fingers, and hitting into the other.

"NAHAHAH! SNRT- AHAAAH! TOHOO MUCH, PLEHEEASE!"

Mikey grinned, glad to see his brother cheered up. He stopped tickling, taking a half-step backwards before letting go of his arm. "Alright, fiine. I think you learned your lesson." He walked back over to the kitchen and grabbed a napkin from the drawer.

"Just wipe your hand."

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Broo the first half of this was a struggle. I think I like the way it turner out though, so that's good.

OHHH THIS IS SO CUTE!! 🥰🥰🥰

*sees requests are open for ROTTMNT*

I understand the assignment.

May I suggest lee Leo with a ler Raph-?? I love this duo.

Of course!!!!

Just a heads up to everyone too! I'm going to be deactivating (I'm not sure for how long/if it's permanent yet) soon, so save whatever you want saved!!!! 🫶💙✨

A Concert

Raph wants a bit of payback on Leo.

What batter was to get it than with an amazing concert, of course!?

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Raph❤️

“What happened to Raph's protein powder?” Raph called out, searching through cabinets and frowning.

“I think Leo took it,” Mikey piped up from where he was searching in the fridge for baking ingredients, “Said something about being able to eat it dry?”

“That dummy,” Raph grumbled, irritated and storming out of the kitchen to find his menace of a brother.

“Leo!”

“What!?” Leo called, Raph soon finding him in the arcade room, chilling on a beanbag and playing with a handheld.

“Did you eat Raph's protein powder?”

“Nooo, I bet Mikey needed it in a recipe,” Leo said slowly, sighing when he died in the game and tossing it aside, “Besides, it's fine. Most of that stuff has sugar in it anyway,”

Raph gave Leo a sugary sweet smile, “You have ten seconds to run.”

Leo was up in a flash, bolting out of the room and scrambling to find a hiding place as Raph counted down. He panicked, giddy dread filling him and finally dove underneath Raph's bed.

A bit of time passed, and he heard Raph calling for him, making taunts and threats as he searched. Raph never even went in his room, probably thinking Leo wouldn't have gone somewhere so obvious.

And then…….a betrayal.......

“Hey, have you seen Leo?” Raph's voice was slightly muffled but still audible.

“Nardo? No I haven't, why?”

“He stole some of Raph's stuff and I'm getting him back,’

“Ah, in that case,” A beat of silence, “He is currently hiding underneath your bed.”

“YOU SNITCH!” Leo screeched, trying to scramble out as he heard running footsteps getting louder.

He'd just managed to move out from underneath the bed as Raph came flying in, the door slamming shut behind him.

“Hi Leo,” Raph greeted with a wicked grin.

“H-hey Raph,” Leo squeaked out, moving back nervously.

“Aw, no need to be so scared,” Raph promised, “Raph's just here to practice an instrument,”

“A what?” Leo asked, confused and hesitating because of it.

His biggest mistake.

Raph dove forward and grabbed him, throwing him over his shoulder and sitting on the bed with a triumphant grin.

Leo made a ton of panicked and giggly threats as Raph grabbed his wrists, holding his arms above his head and wrangling his legs to be trapped under one of his.

“Rahahaph, we can talk about this!” Leo begged, giggling already as he tried to break out of Raph's hold.

“Shh, I need to focus to play,” Raph said with a wicked grin, one hand raising above Leos exposed side and wriggling his fingers menacingly.

“Noho!” Leo screeched as he realized what was about to happen, “Dohon’t do thihihis!”

“Shhh! You're gonna interrupt it! I gotta tune my instrument,” Raph said, evil grinning.

Leo screeched as Raph started prodding at his ribs, squirming around as much as he could in Raph's hold.

“RaHAHAaph!” Leo screamed, squirming, “DohOHOn’T!”

“Hmmmmmmmm, that's not the right note,” Raph smirked, prodding lower on Leo's ribs and grinning when Leo squealed, “Maybe I should count all the keys on this piano!”

“NOHOHO!” Leo squealed, “NAHaHAHAT thaHAHAT!”

“Leo! I need to listen for the notes!” Roah said with a giggle, poking at Leo's ribs and hearing him squeal, “That's the first key, and the seeecoooond. And the thiiiiiird,”

“RAHahAHAhaPH!” Leo squealed as Raph continued his torturous count, his squeals getting louder and higher pitched the closer Raph got to his lower ribs.

“All the keys are there,” Raph nodded, continuously prodding at Leo's bottom rib, making him squirm violently and screech with laughter, “But hmmm, this one seems off!”

“RAHAHAHPHIE!” Leo squealed, eyes squeezed shut as he cackled and squirmed, “NOHO- SNRK MOhoHORE PIAHAHANOHO!”

Raph grinned, “You're right! I can always play the guitar instead!”

“Wahahaihit! Leo screamed, squirming as Raph wiggled his fingers above his tummy, smirking widely as Leo squirmed and tried sucking his stomach in as much as possible with his plastron, “WAIT!”

“Here we go!” Raph exclaimed, shooting his hand down and tickling all over Leo's tummy.

“EEEHAHA!” Leo shrieked, squirming about and twisting and turning as much as he could in Raph's hold, “RAHAHAPH!”

“What a wonderful tune this guitar makes!” Raph giggled, his tickly fingers dancing all over Leo's tummy, “I could listen to it all day~!”

“NAHAHOO!” Leo squealed, “RAHAhaHAPH! PLEHE- EEEK!”

“Listen to that!” Raph giggled, skittering his fingers all over Leo's belly and grinning at the cackles he got, “Piano solo!”

“AHA- STAHAHAP!” Leo squealed as Raph prodded at his ribs and then squealed when he switched back to tickling his tummy, “RAHAHAHPHIE!”

“It's a concert, Leo!” Raph laughed, “There's more than one instrument there!”

“NAHAHOHOHO!” Leo gave a helpless shriek of laughter as Raph tickled his tummy.

“Let's see, guitar or piano?” Raph asked with an evil grin, stopping the tickling as Leo giggled.

“Whahahat?” Leo giggled, squirming slightly from the phantom tickles.

“Piano or guitar?” Raph repeated his question with an evil grin.

“Wahaihit!” Leo exclaimed, “Neheheither!”

“Pick one!” Raph demanded with a small laugh of his own, wiggling his fingers above Leo's thigh, “Or else~!”

“P-piahano,” Leo stammered through giggles, face flushing a bright red as he squirmed a bit when Raph held his hand above his side again.

“Are you suuuure~?” Raph teased with a smirk, grinning wider when Leo's face flushed and he glared.

“Okay!” Raph said with a laugh, “Staring the concert in threeeeeeeeeee,”

“Juhust gehet it ohohover with!” Leo exclaimed, trying to squirm away from Raph's wiggling fingers that were slowl moving closer to his side.

“Twoooooo- NOW!” Raph exclaimed, tasering Leo in the side and earning a loud shriek of laughter which quickly delved into loud cackles and frantic squirming.

“EEEHA- RAHAHAHPHIE! I CAHAHAN'T! PLEHEHEAAHAH!” Leo squealed, squirming violently and thrashing in Raph's hold, “HEHEHELP!”

Raph grinned, tasering Leo in the ribs one last time and earning a shriek before he let go of Leo and tugged him into his lap.

He planted a kiss on top of his giggling little brother's head, “Wasn't that concert awesome?”

“Noho! It wahasn't!” Leo giggly grumbled, still squirming slightly from the phantom tingling and tickles.

Raph rubbed his sides, trying to abate the feeling, but got a loud squeal in response.

“NAHA!” Leo squealed, gripping Raph's wrists, “RahahHAPH!”

“Sorry, sorry!” Raph apologized with a Raph, letting Leo on the head instead and grinning, “You're just too ticklish!”

“Don't sahay it!” Leo shrieked, making Raph grin.

✨✨🫶💙🫶💙🫶💙🫶💙🫶💙✨✨

alright. I had to take a break from Tumblr for mental reasons, buuuuuuuut...

THIS IS SO CUUUUUTE! I absolutely love this silly mootie's writing! It's so fun and chill!! ✨ 💖 💖 💖 ✨

OH MY GOSH PROMPTS!! 💖💖💖 I adore your fics so much! 💖 I would absolutely love something for Mutant Mayhem with lee Leo and ler Raph! Throughout the movie he’s so touchy feely with his brothers and it’s so cute. Maybe he’s teasing Leo for liking April and makes him wonder what would happen if April found out he was ticklish which flusters Leo to no end. Of course take all the time you need and I hope you’re well!

~ 𝙻𝚎𝚘, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 ~

💙🐢❤️ 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: @veryblushyswitch💙🐢❤️

𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷𝙷 𝙷𝙸 𝙱𝙻𝚄𝚂𝙷𝚈!!! 𝚈𝚎𝚜, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠!!! 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚢-𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚎𝚘’𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 😖💖💞

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝙰𝚈 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚌…𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍 ‼‼‼ 𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚑, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚘 😔…? /𝚛𝚎𝚏˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟺,𝟽𝟸𝟸

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 🐢❤️

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝! 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎! 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝚆𝙴𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴! 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑…𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢…

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃*𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝙽𝙸. 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸.)

𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚜𝚜𝚜𝚜:

@shut-up-jo @what-youd-expect @saturnzskyzz

@someone1348 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @goopyskele

@ziipzeepzop-eez @skyloladoodles @leosmasktails

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙸 𝚋𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐…𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 *𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚜*!!!

𝚃𝚆: 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐— 𝚢'𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 🕺🏾!!!

𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕𝙽𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚘…𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙸 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎’𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎-𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘. 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 (𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝙸’𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐<𝟹)

𝙰𝙻𝚂𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚈!!! 𝚈𝙾𝚄’𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴 😈🕺🏾✨!!!

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

Two hours. It has been two absolutely awesome, amazing, astonishing, stupefying, magnificent, incredible, extraordinary, staggering, astounding, perplexing, confounding, stupendous hours being on a call with the one and only April O’Neil. 

And yes, Leo looked up more than half of those synonyms. He’s a man of many words. 

The two friends have been on a FaceTime call for…no particular reason, actually. Leo and April just collectively agreed that being on a call and doing classwork with each other would be a lot more fun than doing said classwork by themselves. 

But, April was an only child. The poor girl wouldn’t have anyone her age to help her finish the homework anyway.

Leo’s brothers on the other hand…chose not to help him with his homework in any way, shape, or form. 

Raph has, like, 10 missing assignments from each class— (scary yet impressive honestly) so asking him for help wouldn’t help either of them. 

Mikey keeps LOSING his homework (which he always blames their Mom for eating…since she does kinda eat literally anything and everything)…

And Donnie? He only ever helps people with homework if they give him free V-bucks (or however you spell it…idk man—). And does it LOOK like Leo can or will ever own V-bucks??? 

But at the end of the day, the leader in blue couldn’t really blame his brother’s for not helping. I mean, it’s homework. Doing work at home. In all fairness, the word alone just sounds wrong…

What they all were learning in class was stupid anyway. It was all taxes and discounts and blah blah blah…

It was boring. Like…BORING boring. 

And complicated…super freaking complicated.

And anytime Leo would ask a question about said homework, every teacher would say the same exact phrase: “Why didn’t you ask your parents or guardian for help?”

Even thinking about the question for a split second made Leo shiver. What did he look like? Some bright genius? He’s not Young Shelldon— if anything that’s Donnie. 

Besides, what did the teachers expect them to do? Ask their parents for help with their homework? Psh. Yeah right. As if.

Google exists for a reason, y’know. 

And not to be the bearer of bad news here but…Leo’s Dad’s a fucking rat. No offense to Splinter of course, but if his Dad couldn’t tell the difference between Andrew Tate and Timothée Chalamet, what makes you think he would know the difference between debit cards and credit cards? 

“I freaking hate English...” April grumbled from Leo’s phone screen, “It makes absolutely no sense. We break the rules that we created specifically for this language!” 

Leo stopped typing on his laptop, blinking a couple of times out of confusion, “What do you mean?” He giggled amused, looking up and glancing at her intrigued. 

“Y'know the 'I before e except after c' rule?” She asked. 

“Yeah? I know of it.” 

“It doesn’t make any sense. Like…at all. There are a ton of words that don’t follow it.” 

“Oh.” The mutant huffed out a small laugh, closing his laptop and putting it away in his backpack which was to the side of his bed, where he was sitting, “Well…what words? I’m sure there’s only a handful you could think of.” 

“There’s neither, foreign, seize, height, protein, caffeine…” She lists out, “…I could go on and on…” Leo blinked absently, “…You’ve been thinking about this for a while, haven’t you?” 

The girl with glasses huffed out a small, smug laugh, showing the other teen one of her many notebook’s labeled 'Except after C my ASS.'  “Well, English is weird like that.” The hazel eyed mutant shrugged as the older teen groaned in irritation. “SEE?! See what I mean?! E is before I in the word 'weird!'” The girl announced annoyedly, rubbing her eyes tiredly. 

April leaned on her seat, staring up at the ceiling and pondering. “What if I just…banned English?” 

“The language or the class?” The mutant asked incredulously.  

“Why not both?” She deadpanned. Leo rolled his eyes fondly as he adjusted himself on his bed to a more comfortable and relaxed position, “Well, you have fun with that…” 

The two teens shared a comfortable silence, both going back to working on their homework, asking questions every now and again but keeping the atmosphere quiet, calm and settled. 

Leo glanced at the screen, resting his palm on his cheek as he just…stared at her. 

Which…is extremely creepy and something you should never do to someone (especially if they wield a moped 24/7), but April was just so…

Pretty, attractive, lovely, good-looking, nice-looking, fetching, prepossessing, appealing, charming, delightful, nice…

Okay, well you get the point. 

“You’re so smart, April…” Leo mumbled as the girl in question looked up at him, confused and flattered at the sudden/random compliment, “Huh?”

“Huh?” The teenage boy repeated, his face turning a deep crimson as he came to terms that his 'inner thoughts' became his 'outer thoughts'. The girl raised a brow, a teasing smirk plastered on her face, “You just called me smart.” 

“No I didn’t!” The mutant denied, “I meant to say, uh uhm…you're such a u-uh…tart!” 

Nice save Leo…nice. save. 

“A…tart? Are you trying to call me a snack or something?”

“NO!” The blue banded mutant immediately said, his face as hot as fire now, “You’re just very sweet like one. My Dad baked tarts all the time when I was a kid and I was kindaaaa hungry just now. So, I thought of the tarts he used to make and I was like ‘wow, those tarts were sweet as HECK’ and thought about you!” 

April stared at Leo for a minute or two before bursting out into laughter, simply going back to her homework, “Pff— okay, certified yapper.” She snickered, going back to jotting down notes in her French textbook. 

Suddenly, there was a shout to be heard ringing around the lair, a shout that could only be the home to one of Leo’s family members. 

“Is that your tart welding Father calling you?” She teased as Leo groaned, “No…it’s one of my brothers. Which one this time? I have no idea…” The shout of Leo’s name was heard again as the eldest turtle groaned irritably. 

“Yes?” The blue banded turtle called out but was only met with silence. I mean, what else is new? He was expecting no answer but it was still annoying. The turtle teen sighed, “One moment please.” He said as he muted himself on the phone. He got up from his bed, going into the middle of the room before yelling at the top of his lungs, “YES???”

“Yeesh. I’m right here, dude. No need to shout.” Raph smiled as he walked into the shared bedroom where the eldest sibling was. Leo only glared at him disapprovingly, crossing his arms against his plastron, “What do you want, Raph?”

“Damn. What did I do to get treated with such hostility?” 

Leo raised an unamused brow.

“I mean specifically!” 

“I told you guys a million times to not disturb me for the next hour!” The turtle in blue groaned as he rubbed his forehead, “I’m on a call with April doing homework— the homework you all refused to help me with.” 

“Y'know once you tell me things it goes in one ear and out the other, right? And besides, it’s not like I’m disrupting you or anything.” 

“You are!” Leonardo shouted, “I literally have myself muted on the phone right now because you decided to waltz in here like Godzilla!” 

“Would that…make you Kong?”

The eldest’s glare hardened, “Raphael.” 

“Alright, alright! Keep your shell on!” The other snickered, “Just felt like checking up on everyone. You weren’t topside or in the lounge area. So I figured you were in here.” The red banded turtle stated as he looked to the side, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully.  

The eldest’s eyes softened a bit at that, his crossed arms unfolding and then dropping to his sides. With the whole…fiasco that happened last summer, Raph has been checking up on the family more frequently as of now. 

And by 'more frequently', he means the everlasting second of the day. Which was more than Leo has ever done. And that’s saying a LOT. 

“I’m fine, Raph.” The leader in blue said, “Again…just on a call with April. You can…join us if you’d like. We’re gonna quickly finish our homework and then just chat. But don’t do or say anything stupid.” The eldest said jokingly as he offered the second youngest a smile. 

Raph nodded, squinting suspiciously a bit, “Well you changed your mind quick.” 

“I felt like being nice today.” Leo grinned, “So you gonna join or what?” 

“I appreciate the offer, but I just wanted to check up on you— I don’t wanna intrude on y'all…seriously.” He trailed off as his elder brother looked at him confused, huffing out a laugh of bewilderment, “Since when have you cared about intruding?” 

The red banded teen shrugged, still glancing to the side as Leo groaned loudly and dramatically, slinging one arm over Raph’s shoulder’s and squeezing him in a side hug tightly. With the height difference, the hug kind of looked like if Tom and Jerry were conjoined into one working being…although it was a hug nonetheless. 

“You wanted my wonderful and awesome attention so I’m giving it to you. Come on, Kool Aid Man. Let’s go.” The hazel eyed teen said as he dragged Raph to his bed. 

“Wait…what did you just call me?”

“Kool Aid Man. Get over it. It suits you.” 

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“Raph…it was never that serious…” April sighed, looking at the second youngest who was pooling out buckets of the ocean from his eyes, but kept a straight face on the screen. The three teens were currently watching the very last episode of Steven Universe…for old times sake. 

And let’s just say the red banded turtle wasn’t taking it too kindly. 

“April’s right, man. Why are you sobbing like the crying emoji?” Leo cackled, resting his shell against the wall as Raph kicked him. “I AM NOT!” The hot-head yelled, wiping his eyes immediately after his brother asked, “These are manly tears…” 

“So…you are crying.” The young leader snickered. 

“Screw off, Nerdardo…!” The brown eyed teen groaned, scoffing as the credits played on the IPhone screen. “I fucking hate that show…it’s so fucking dumb…” He sobbed again, burying his face into the palm of his hands. 

The leader in blue sighed, patting his little brother’s shoulder as he looked at April, “See what I have to deal with?” 

The girl chortled, crossing her arms, “Must be soooo hard.” She mused and the girl smiled in amusement, slumping in her seat as she stopped screen-sharing on her phone, “So what do you guys wanna watch now?” 

“Uh…wanna watch that Netflix One Piece movie? I heard that Live Action isn’t…as bad as people say it is.” Leo offered as April scrolled through the different options Netflix had to offer.

“Hell to the no,” The red banded turtle immediately said, “I just escaped a 3 hour anime marathon with Don. I don’t want to see anything having to do with anime until I’m 90. Or when I die. Whichever comes first.”

The other turtle chuckled in amusement, “Fair enough.” He hummed, “What about…Avatar the Last Airbender? The series, of course.”

“You know damn well once we start watching it we won’t stop until we finish it.” April said. 

“True that…” Raphael commented. 

“Wait!” Leo gasped, “What if we watched a nostalgic movie instead? Like one we all haven’t seen in a long while?” The brown eyed mutant nodded at the idea, resting his shell on the wall as he grinned at the smaller turtle. “Alright…I’m picking up what you’re putting down here, brother. What’s your idea?”

“I didn’t…put anything down.” The elder turtle blinked confused. The red banded turtle huffed in amusement, patting his brother’s shoulder, “Oh, sweet summer child…” Leo rolled his eyes at the comment, brushing Raph’s hand off of his shoulder. 

“Oh! I know! What about Monster’s Inc—?” April started to say but was almost immediately shut down by the second oldest turtle, “Nope. Definitely not.”

“Huh? Why not? I love that movie!” The blue banded turtle groaned. 

“Yeah.” Raphael said to his older brother, “And you love Jennifer Tilly. Don’t forget that one time where you—“ Leo quickly hit his brother in the shoulder, not allowing him to finish the sentence and glaring at him profusely, “SHUT UP! It was one time! You don’t understand—!”

“—And I don’t want to!” The taller mutant declared, hitting Leo in the shoulder back. “Well, as a little kid you liked that ugly freaking fish from Shark Tales.” Leo added smugly. 

“…I will kick you again, Nardo. Don’t test me.” The red banded turtle threatened lightly. The glasses welding teen laughed, rolling her eyes, “I don’t even wanna know…” 

April suddenly then cracked her knuckles, adjusting her glasses so they were positioned correctly on her face (due to the fact it was slightly falling off and she can’t and won’t be caught lacking). “Alright y'all, hold on. Lemme lock in on this science assignment…” April muted herself, pulling out her laptop and becoming concentrated in her work.

The two brother’s patiently sat quietly, averting to their own conversation as they waited for their friend to finish her other homework. Leo let Raph have his yap session for a good, like, 2 seconds before the hazel eyed mutant went back to looking at his crush April. 

Raph looked at his brother knowingly, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly as the shorter turtle looked at him confused. 

“…what?” Leo said. 

“What what?” Raph said back. 

“You’re looking at me.” 

“And you’re looking at April~!”

“SSH SSH SHH! SHUT UP!” The young leader in blue screeched as a light blush appeared on his face. “Why don’t we…watch Avengers Endgame?” April suggested as she unmuted herself. 

Huh. She finished that science homework fast. And regarding that their science class is doing Physics right now, she probably used Chat GPT…

Leo’s eyes lit up at the suggestion as Raph groaned loudly, “No! No we are not.” The taller turtle said immediately, leaving no room for argument. The smaller turtle groaned back, crossing his arms in frustration. 

Raph facepalmed himself, due to the fact that this exact scene has played out anytime he tries to watch movies with his brother’s (and it’s a miracle that Donnie and/or Mikey weren’t here…or the call would last until the Earth exploded) “Leonardo. For the millionth time: Captain America is not a cool superhero! Like…at ALL!”  

“He’s a cool superhero to me!” Leo screeched. 

“Yeah! Only to you!” Raph glared as he jabbed Leo in the side. The smaller turtle screamed loudly in surprise, flinching away and covering his side with one arm as he hit Raph in the shoulder with the other. 

“Leo? You okay?” April asked, a tad bit concerned from the genuine scream her friend let out.  

“I’m fine!” Leonardo said through gritted teeth, “Just…trying to do my chores. Which reminds me: I need to take the trash out.” And with that, the leader in blue pushed his immediate younger brother off of the bed. He stuck the middle finger at him before facing the camera and pretending he didn’t just shove his brother to the abyss that was the side of his resting quarters. “You were saying?” He smiled sweetly at April. 

“Is Raph okay?” She asked, trying to stifle her laughs but finding the task extremely hard. “He’ll be fine.” The blue banded turtle simply said, looking to the side of him where Raphael layed. 

The turtle in question stuck the middle finger at him as Leo gladly did so back. April snickered at the two’s bickering, rolling her eyes fondly. Leo muted himself for, like, the millionth time during this call, turning to Raph, “Raphael.”

“That’s me.” 

The leader in blue’s eye twitched, “I know that’s you! That’s why I said your name!” The elder threw a pillow at his little brother who caught effortlessly. 

“Do not— I REPEAT: Do NOT tickle me in front of April, Raph!”

“Why not~?” Raphael snickered evilly like the little shit he proudly was. “Because it’s embarrassing!” Leo said as if his reasoning should’ve been obvious, “And besides, she needs to know that I have absolutely no weaknesses whatsoever!” 

“Nardo, I highly doubt she thinks that.” 

“What do you know anyway?” The hazel eyed mutant huffed, “Besides, I’m pretty sure she would appreciate talking about Captain America more than she would like to meet Hulk irl.”

Raph gasped, offended, “I DO NOT LOOK LIKE HULK AT ALL!”

Leo giggled amused, unmuting himself, “You said it, not me.” 

The glasses-wielding teen rolled her eyes, smirking at Leo, “Are done muting yourself now?” The blue banded teen nodded, “Yeah, sorry. Just needed to take care of a couple things…as you saw.” He gestured to Raph on the ground with his hand. 

“…I see.” April mused, “So. What now?”

“Now? Now I will show you something very interesting…” The red banded turtle said as he got up. 

Raph pulled his older brother closer to him on the bed by grabbing his ankle, dragging his body (pause...) to his chest as he put him in a small chokehold (one that wouldn’t hurt him of course). Leo sighed impatiently, hitting Raph’s arms like there was no tomorrow. 

“Raph, you’re so fucking annoying! Let GO of me!” The leader in blue growled which only caused the taller turtle’s grin to widen. “Hey, April? My friend, my pal, my amiga, my bud, my partner in crime…” He chuckled, “Can I let you in on a little secret?”

“Raph…” Leo warned.

“Well, not really a secret but just some cool info little Leonardo here hasn’t told you yet. He’s wanted to tell you for a long while but you know this dork, he’s shy.” 

“Raph!” Leo yelled, squirming left and right as he tried to get out of the small chokehold, inwardly dying from how embarrassing this was going to be. 

He would love to be tickled by April. Ever since they’ve become close friends that’s been the #1 thing to do on his bucket list: to tell her he was ticklish. Which sounds easy but it really wasn’t. Still isn’t. 

And no matter how many stretches or pokes he did, she would never get the clue. 

So, inevitably, he just gave up. Besides, April would freak the flip OUT if she heard his ‘getting tickled laugh’. Like, she’s heard his ‘normal laugh’ but his ‘getting TICKLED laugh???’ 

Because of his signature laugh, the hazel eyed mutant has been called Elmo, Peter Griffin, Scooby Doo…Patrick Star, the list goes ON. 

It would just be straight up HUMILIATING. She wouldn’t make fun of him of course but that sure as hell doesn’t mean she wouldn’t judge. What if he hit her too hard or he kicked her? 

And if he SNORTED?

Oh good grief Leo was going to absolutely die today…

The girl snickered, crossing her arms over her chest, intrigued on what this whole ‘secret’ was. “Oh? You’ve been hiding something from me, Nerdo?” Leo shook his head in response to the question, “He ihihis lying, April! Dohon’t listen toohoo this buffons lihies!” Great. And now he’s already laughing. 

“I am nohot a liar!” Raphael chuckled at his brother’s infectious laughter, “I’m aha truther. If anything yohou’re a liar for not telling April how embarrassingly ticklish you are.” The taller turtle mused, tickling Leo’s side with his free hand. 

Leonardo squawked loudly and then pursed his lips together in an attempt to not laugh. “Okay, Rio. Pop off.” April hummed, not seeming phased by the leader in blue’s predicament at all. The brown eyed turtle sighed knowingly at his immediate older brother’s behavior, shaking his head fondly, “You see here, April: this is what I call I liar right here.”

“Yohou’re the liahair!” Leo squeaked out but fell into a chorus of giggles as Raph’s tickling method changed from scribbling to his side to repetitive squeezes. “You were always more ticklish to squeezes than scribbles, you weirdo.” 

“Rahahaph nononoho!” 

“Raph yes yes yehehes.” Raphael playfully mocked. 

“Dohon’t doohoo thihis in frohont of April!” Leo despretley pleaded, kicking his legs on his mattress in a last attempt to get the sweet sweet taste of freedom. Raph rolled his eyes, “Oh please. You’re fiiiine. Besides, you love this sooooo I don’t even know why you’re complaining.” The young leader’s face burned in absolute humiliation…there was no way in all of Equestria’s three moons that Raph was doing this to him. 

No way. 

No how. 

“Oh yeah, that’s also a thing he forgot to tell you. He freaking loves this. It’s adorable really how much he denies the fact.” 

“Oh. He likes tickling?” April asked interested but there was also a hint of genuine interest to it. 

“Yeah. All of us do, really. Donnie thinks it’s because we quote on quote, ‘have a touch of the ‘tism’…whatever that means.” Raph remarked smugly, “But this chewed wad of green gum right here likes it most outta all of us, don’t you, Leo?” The hazel eyed teen shook his head, giggling softly and hiding his face in the crook of Raph’s neck. 

“See? He’s not even trying to get away.”

“YeHES Ihi ahAHAM!” 

“You’re squirming, doofus. If you reaaallly wanted to get away you would’ve whooped my shell by now. But you didn’t. Soooo I’m highly assuming you like it.” Raphael stated as he snuck his hand in his immediate older brother’s underarm which only caused Leo’s face to be practically conjoined with the side of the red banded turtle’s neck.  

Leo snorted, kicking his legs on the bed sheets, “M-My GAHASH! Rahaph yohou yahapper— shuhut UHUP!”

The red banded teen smirked, “I am a yapper, actually. Here, lemme demonstrate…” The taller turtle slipped his hand out of his brother’s underarm and just wiggled his fingers, “I’m gonna tickle you so bad, Nardo~! I’m gonna show April just how insanely ticklish you are~!”

The blue banded turtle snorted loudly, refusing to look anywhere that was not the floor. Gosh he was gonna get Raph BACK for this! 

Well, if he came out of this alive. 

“YohOU AHAsshole *snort* STAHAP!” The smaller mutant screeched, kicking his brother’s arm with his knee repetitively which Raph wasn’t phased by. Raph brought his hand down and scribbled all over the tops of Leo’s knees. “NAHAH! NAHAT *snort* THEHE KNEEHEES NAHAT *snort* THEHE KNEEHEES!!!” The smaller turtle panicked, his legs too tired to kick so he was just left to squirm with his torso.

Raphael huffed out a laugh of amusement, “I hope you’re taking notes of this, April.”

The girl in question giggled lightly, “I’ve been screen recording the whoooole time.” 

Raph winked knowingly at his brother, squeezing the top of his brother’s knees as if there was no tommorow. “RAHA— *snort* *snort* RAHAPH PLEHEASE NAHA— *snort *snort* NOHOHOHO!” 

April’s eyes widened at the new laugh she was being displayed with, but that newfound shock soon turned to newfound admiration. “Jeeheez…Leo can snort two times in a row?”

“Five if it’s on a good day.” Raph remarked. 

With all the leader in blue’s squirming, he was able to get out of the hold for approximately 0.2 seconds before Raph easily “recaptured” him. Although this time, Raph wrapped around one arm over Leo’s torso to hold his arms down to his arms down to his sides. The elder paled, knowing what was coming to him. 

Leo almost regretted even allowing Raph to join the call with him and April his EVIL little brother dug his fingers into his stomach. And without his arms, Leo was left completely defenseless and could not do anything but just laugh like he was your typical go-to NYC drug addict. 

“Tickle tickle tickle~!” Raph teased. The hazel eyed teen threw his head back as he let out loud, giddy cackles. It was honestly a surprise and a relief no one in the family came to check up on him. 

“DUHUDE SHUHU— *snort* *snort* *snort* DOHON’T SAHAY THAHAT!”

“Don’t say what, Gigglenardo? Tickle~?” Raph asked innocently. 

“GOHODAHAMMIT! YEHEHES!” 

“But it’s such a pog word! Tickletickletickletickle~!” The brown eyed turtle said as he now scribbled on his elder brother’s stomach. Leo let out a genuine Broadway actor scream before falling into his spiral of cackles. “My gohosh I didn’t know he was so ticklish…” April remarked which caused Raph to lightly chuckle, “You have no idea…” He said.

“Gitchie gitchie goo, Gigglenardo…”

“FAHAHACK— *snort* *snort* FUHUCK YOHOU!!!”

“I didn’t even say tickle this time!” Raph fake pouted, “But I guess I could since you miss me saying it so much~! Tickle tickle~! Kitchie kitchie coo~!”

The glasses wielding teen looked at her friend fondly, “Nardo I’ve never seen you laugh like this. We should do this more often.” She said as Leo’s face turned to the Earth’s core.  

Well…at least April seemed to geuniely like his laugh…? That’s a win. 

“RAHA— *snort* *snort* PLEHEHEASE!”

“Please~? Plehehease what, big bro~?”

The cackling turtle squealed, tears of joy being clearly seen in his eyes. “THIHIS IHIS MEEHEEAN!!!” He whined through his laughs as April and Raph fondly rolled their eyes. “Oho…I can show you mean, bro. I’m just using one hand and you’re already a squirmy, giggly mess. Imagine what it’ll be like if I used both of my hands…”

“BEEHEE QUIHIHIET!”

“Eh, you don’t have to imagine. I’ll just…” And with that, Raph scribbled against the side of the leader in blue’s ribs with both of his hands now. The hazel eyed teen immediately pulled his arms down, hugging his middles and just laughing hysterically. “Uh oh…Nardo, did I find a bad spot~?” Raph fake pondered as he scratched at his big brother’s lower ribs.

The brown eyed turtle looked at his friend, “April, you’re a news reporter, right? Tell me something about this new discovery!“ He said in a sudden sweet and innocent tone. “AHAPRIL AHAPRIL *snort* DOHOHON’T!” The blue banded turtle teen squeaked out but his pleas were ignored by the other two. 

April grabbed an Expo marker, putting it to her mouth as if it was a microphone as she adjusted her glasses again. “Hello, I am April O’Neil and I am reporting from The Splinterson’s room. As you can see, Leonardo– the small Mucinex mascot over there– is getting his shit absolutely wrecked by Shrek over here.” 

“HEY!” Raph shouted, offended, “I do not look like Shrek!”

“YOHOU *snort* KIHINDA—“ Leo started but was soon cut off as the red banded turtle started to squeeze at his hips. “No one asked you, Mr. Mucus.” Raphael huffed. 

“Other than the whole Shrek thing, I think that was a pretty good report. Thanks, Apes.”

“No probs, Raph.” 

“SHUHUT UP! THE BOHOTH OF *snort* *snort* YOHOU!” Leo snorted as April and Raph shared an amused look. Raph ceased his tickle onslaught on his brother, wrapping him in a hug and giving him a small noogie. Leo huffed as he caught his breath, glancing to the side to try and hide the smile on his face. 

“I screen recorded everything, Nardo. I hope you know that.” April grinned cheekily as Raph copied the grin as well. 

“And I hope you know that I hate the both of you…” The young leader giggled, swatting at Raph’s arms but didn’t hit with an attempt to hurt him.

“APRIL!” Mrs. O’Neil yelled from downstairs in April’s apartment, “COME DO YOUR LAUNDRY!” 

The girl in question groaned, looking to the side where her Mom was calling her, “MOM! I’M BUSYYYYYY! I CAN DO IT LATERRRRRR!!!” She whined. 

“APRIL O’NEIL!” Her Mom said in a warning tone.

The girl in glasses sighed, resting her cheek on her palm, “I gotta go before my Mom kills me, you guys.” She groaned, “April O’Neil out.” April concluded with emphasis as she left the call. Leo sighed, bringing a pillow to his face as he hid under his blankets, groaning loudly.

“I hate you so much…” 

“Oh you’ll be fiiiine. You should thank me. She is going to wreck your shit on Monday.” Raph nonchalantly said as Leo buried his face into the pillow deeper. 

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

SONIC 3 TALK UNDER THE CUT!!!

BROOOO I WATCHED THE MOVIE!!! I WATCHED THAT SHIIIT!!

DUUUUUUDE THE REFERENCES TO THE STUPID FANDUB GAME, AND AND AND THE GAYNESS, AND EVERYTHING INBETWEEN-

I LOVED IT SO MUCH!! AMAZING MOVIE, AND OMG THERE'S SO MUCH FOR ME TO PROCESS.

Broo Dr. Stone lost his fucking husband!!! 😭😭😭😭😭 I'm so sad about that but whatever.

Okayokay, needless to say I NEED to write a million tickle things for the Sonic movies- I'm just scared it's gonna end up being mid- there's basically NO tickle content whatsoever for the franchise! Like what?!

Anyways- I'm going to write things for it soon I promise!! I probably am going to have to warm up to writing characters though. Honestly, if anyone wants to send in a request I may do them, but it might be a while because I want to write in character for everyone. Rahh there's so much to do!

Oohhh! I didn't know a couple of these!!! 😋😋

(If requests are open! :D )Can I request some Rise disaster twins? 🥺👉👈

You're writing is so good!! Take any and all the time you need 💙💙💙🫶🫶🫶⭐⭐⭐✨✨✨💙

Hey! Of course you can, and thank you! Sorry about how late my response ended up being, but I've been looking forward to this prompt the entire month. Hope you enjoy!

Tickletober Day 16- Cackle

This was inspired by one of @turtletimewriting's headcannons! Also, this is a Rise fic!

Lee: Donnie

Ler: Leo

TW!: SWEARING!

The disaster twins were seated in the kitchen, Leo watching over Donnie's shoulder as Bluey played on his phone. It was an episode about a little delivery game, Bingo and Bluey making mud pizzas. At one point, Muffin had strictly demanded that no mud enter her car, and then proceeded to accelerate at rapid speeds once her cousins were inside, catching Donnie off-guard.

"Pfffahahah!"

Leo had smirked at the scene, but his smile increased ten-fold at the sound his brother let out. "Dohonald, was it reheally that funny?"

The softshell was still cackling, head thrown back in mirth, a surprising noise for the other to hear. "Ihihi'm sorry.. I dihidn't expect thahat!" Leo looked genuinely amused.

"Mahan, you have the best laugh."

Donnie had recollected himself enough to process the comment, giving a slightly confused look at his brother through a residual smile. "What?.."

The slider shrugged, smiling back as he went on. "I dunno, it's just really fun. I don't get to hear it enough." The purple-themed turtle seemed to get a little flustered at that, eyes looking back at the screen. "Ihi- I have no idea what you're talking about.."

"Sure you do! I love your laugh!" The softshell's head shook, and he paused the show, turning to look at his sibling. His face had returned to its neutral state, continuing to try and prove the other wrong. "I don't see what's so great about it. It's just a laugh, Nardo."

The sword-user huffed. "Are you serious? Laughing is what you do when you're happy, and it's the best when you're happy!" He moved his arms in front of him, gesturing with jazz-hands when he said 'happy'.

Donnie's eyes averted at the sight of wiggling fingers, attempting to distract his brother from the topic by unpausing the show, but Leo didn't stop his rant. "..And you're my brother. My twin. All I want to do is see you smile and laugh and- hey, why's your face all red?"

Donnie forced his mouth to stay in a blank position, but he was going into fight-or-flight mode without the other even knowing. At least, he thought he hadn't. In reality, Leo had immediately picked up on the difference of body language, and watched as the other kept looking away every time his hand moved. But all he was doing was moving his fingers around? Or- Oh. So that's what it was.

"Hey, Donnie?" The tech-lover glanced up. "What is it.." Leo readjusted in his chair, letting his leg that was previously resting up at his chest fall to the floor. "I think I just thought of a way to show you how great your laugh is.."

Donnie froze. He wouldn't.. He wouldn't dare.

"No- No no, that won't be necessary!- HAHAH! Leeheee!" The slider had reached over, tweaking the other's side. Donnie had instantly shot his hands down, gripping onto his twin's wrists. "Are you sure? Because you don't seem to see how amazing it is. Just sayin'."

The scientist collapsed in his seat as his sides were clamped down on, quiet laughter forcing its way from his mouth. "Stahahap ihit! Heheh- hohohoOLYHY SHIHIAHAHAT!" Leo had scooted closer, reaching forward ever so slightly and forcing his fingers over his brother's softshell. Donnie reflexively flailed, almost bucking himself onto the ground as he exploded into loud cackles.

"Aw, there it is~ There's that laugh I love so much!" The blue-themed turtle glided his fingers along the sensitive skin, grazing slightly higher. There was a loud shriek, Donnie throwing his head back as his arms clamped down, entire body arched at the crazy feeling. "AAAHAHAHAHAHAH! PLAHA- LEHEEAAHAHAHAH!"

"So! Are you ready to admit the inevitable? Or do you just want to stay here and get tickle-tickle-tickled~" Donnie let out an inhumane screech when the tracing turned into scribbling, eyes tearing up from the force of his mirth. Even so, he was not about to let his least favorite brother win.

"NEEHEHEVEHER! AAH! HAHAH!"

Leo shrugged, watching as his brother lurched forward when the lip of his shell was touched, hunching over the table. Really, this was just too easy! "Oh? Do I get to here moore of your incredible laugh?" He stood up, as Donnie was frantically kicking at his chair's legs, and raked his fingertips down the length of his back.

"NOHOHO, STOHOHOAAAHAHAHAH! WHAHAT THE FAHAAHACK! HAHAH!"

Don threw his head back, laughter going silent before he gasped for air. Leo sighed, but moved to more carefully tickle at his shoulders. The whole point was to be able to hear his laugh, after all.. "Geez, you're laughing a lot. This must really tickle, huh?"

Donnie was thrown back into full-force laughter, curling in on himself, which only left more of his poor shell open for attack. "..hic- LeeHEHEOHO! OKAHAHAHAY, OKAHAHAY! IHIHI- HAHAHAH! IHI GIHIHIHIVE UHUP!"

"Say that your laugh is adorable~"

"IHI AM SOHOHOHO GONNA KIHILL YOHOU! FUHUCK! hic- MYHY LAHAHAUGH IHIS ADOHOHORABLEHE! NOHOW STOHOHOP!

Leo smiled, tickling a little harder, watching as his sibling's eyes went wide, before stopping. He sat back in his chair, giving the scientist some space. "Ihihi.. I hohope you knohow I hahahate youhu.. Soho much." The taller snickered (yes he is taller 😉), grabbing the other's phone that had long since turned off, and unlocked it, resuming the episode of Bluey.

"I mean it though, your laugh is great."

"Pfft- yohou went from 'incredible' and 'amazing', to just great? Ihi am offended."

The slider shook his head fondly. "Yohou know what I mean.."