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gaybananabread · 3 months

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rottmnt tickle head cannons? What is your favorite tickle trope for Rise? (As in who is your favorite Lee/ler scenario)

🐢Rottmnt Tkl Headcanons♡

~Oooooh my Rise hcs! Sorry I've been so dead recently, school is kicking my ass this semester (⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙). I'll do character hcs first, and the trope thing at the end. Much longer than my others for sure. I need to do more for these skrunkles tbh. Slight Rise spoilers if you squint. Sorry this took 8,000 years, and thank you for requesting!~

(Casey Jr Hcs)

💥Raph🧸

General:

We can all agree that this big ol’ teddy bear loves tickles, right?

Be it a fluffy comfort or destroying a bratty brother, Big Raphie is up for it.

Taking this into account, he feels like a switch.

Might admit he likes it around the right person, though his brothers have known for years.

He has to really trust someone to tell them.

Doesn't wanna seem like he's unfit to protect his brothers. As you can probably guess, he gets lovingly ejected from that mindset when people find out.

Lee:

If he gets a lee mood, he tries to hide it and fails miserably.

Big boy will have the dopiest grin around his playful brothers, which he does a horrible job at hiding.

Can't seem to focus on his advice-giving or training. It doesn't take long for his brothers to notice.

Worst spot is his underarms. You get him there and he'll give every dog near a NYC sewer grate a headache.

Melt spots are his palms and beneath his chin. Gentle scratches on either surface melt him into a happy, giggly puddle.

Likes being tickled by anyone really close to him. He's just gotta be in the right mood for it. April kills him most often.

Amazing thing to do to him is gentle melt-spot attention to help him relax. Toss in some reassurances and praise while you're at it. He'll be in a blissful daze for hours.

Ler:

Mostly a revenge-ler, but he can also randomly get ler moods.

He loves the Tickle Monster persona, always uses it on his brothers when they're being shitheads.

A softer ler, though he isn't afraid to wreck someone if they refuse to quit (or ask).

When he's being nice, soft scribbles, flurries of pokes, and side squeezes.

“Cootchie-coo, ya cutie!”

When he's not-so-nice, you get one or two giant, inescapable tickle-claws attacking you, big squeezes and occasionally neck nibbles if he's feeling evil.

Mikey, Leo and April get it most often, though each for different reasons.

Mikey straight up asks, and big bro is more than happy to provide. Boy loves a willing lee.

Leo’s always a shit, and some Raphie tickles work wonders on taking him down a peg.

April either offers to let him tickle her as a stress/mood reliever or engages a tickle fight.

He gives the best aftercare ever (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠｡⁠♡. Cuddles, back rubs, maybe a nap in his cozy lap if you're comfortable with it. Potential hot chocolate if you're patient.

🗡️Leo✨

General:

Sassy man gives off ler-leaning switch.

Always in the mood to lovingly murder his brothers’ lungs, but occasionally likes to forget his name.

This playful goof definitely likes tickling, though he refuses to admit it. He needs to protect his coolness, afterall.

Lee:

When the lee mood hits, everyone in the house is immediately notified. Not directly, of course, but it's pretty obvious that something's up.

WAY more one-liners and flippy jokes than normal. Awkward finger guns at the end of jokes, little prods and pokes for no reason, just general annoyance.

In his mind, he'll either annoy them into wrecking him, or they'll pick up on it and help. Either way, he gets tickled.

If anyone tickles him, it's usually either Raph or Mikey. Raph gets tired of his shit the quickest, and Mikey is good at reading people.

Worst spots are his thighs and feet. Get him there, and there's no way he'll be able to even think about sassing anyone through his laughter.

Melt spots are his forearms. After a long day of patrolling the city and being awesome, some light traces there will make him a very happy turtle.

Ler:

Okay but the SASS

He's such a teasy bastard of a ler. Will tease and coo at his lee until they're a flustered, blushy mess. Then he'll call ‘em cute one more time, just because he can.

He frequently gets ler moods, but those are way easier to take care of than their opposite.

Most of the time, his lee will be Mikey or Donnie. His bubbly brother is almost always in the mood for a good tickle “fight,” and Donnie needs to relax sometimes.

Has a bit of a rough style, but does get softer moods sometimes.

During regular moods, he loves to dig into sides and bellies, attack death spots and blow raspberries to hear a lee squeal.

On softer occasions, he'll gently skitter his fingers along death spots, switching places whenever the giggling gets too loud. Maybe some tickly kisses if you're lucky

His aftercare typically consists of cuddling during a Jupiter Jim movie, snacks, and gentle praises. Makes sure his victims are smiling, even when his fingers aren't wiggling.

🎨Mikey☀️

General:

Sunshine boy loves tickling, both as a bonding activity and a coping method.

He's a lee-leaning switch for sure. Ready to get his ass handed to him, but open to helping out his brothers’ lee moods or cheering someone up.

Has magical “can say the t-word at any time” powers. You know he abuses the absolute heck out of said powers, too.

Lee:

Lee moods are no rare thing for this boyo.

Gets them very frequently, though he's actually able to ask for help when he needs it.

Either accidentally or on purpose, he's able to fluster his ler. He'll ask for more, one specific spot, tell them that they're doing an awesome job, ect.

When he gets super stressed, some cheer-up/calm-down tickles are much appreciated (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

A massive squirmer, he can't help it. Make sure to pin or hold him, or you might get an elbow to the nose (accidentally, of course; he'd never stop apologizing).

Worst spots are his knees and neck. Either spot gets him screeching, though he isn't likely to try and stop you.

Melt spot is his palms. With his mildly-terrifying mystic magic, some feather-light touches can be reassuring. Just make sure to ask first.

Everyone kinda rotates through wrecking him, though Raph and Donnie kinda dominate the field.

Either because they catch on/get annoyed the quickest or something else, he's usually found with them.

Ler:

Surprisingly formidable ler

Don't let his cinnamon-roll vibe fool you: this man can and will wreck your shit.

Tweaks his style a bit for each person. Super observant and tailors how and what he does to each lee.

Compliment-teases are his specialty. He'll have you blushing in 5 seconds flat.

“Aww, I love your blush! It's so bright and cute, just like you!”

“This squishy belly is just so ticklish, isn't it? Here I thought it was just adorable!”

“Was that a snort? No, don't hide it! Those are the best!”

His ler moods are a bit rarer, but they are absolutely something to fear (or enjoy while they last (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠)).

Super sweet aftercare. You can't escape cuddling (unless you can't handle the touch, he'll understand). Usually some hand-baked treats as well, depending on what he has hidden from his brothers.

General:

🛠️Donnie👾

He's a ler-leaning switch, but that's mainly because he's not always open for being touched.

He gets lee moods, but they're rarer. People have to ask before they try anything.

Even with ler moods, not always open to get somebody.

Communication with this boy is key.

Lee:

It takes a good combination of good day + not overstimulated + in a touchy mood, but he does get lee moods.

Tries to hide and ignore them, but it never works out. Either Shelldon finds him and helps, or one of his brothers stumbles across the mood.

If he’s super overwhelmed with a project and okay with touch, some light tickles are perfect for bringing him back to Earth.

Little hand flaps and kicks when you get him. Happy stims galore! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

Worst spot is his soft shell, though armpits are a close second. Loud, bright and occasionally hysterical reactions.

Melt spots are his belly plastron and tops of his thighs. Gentle traces and scratches on either spot leave him a stimmy, giggly puddle.

Most of the time, it’ll be Leo who tickles him. It’s usually for help calming down, though April isn’t far behind.

Will never admit it, but he does enjoy both sides of tickling.

Ler:

You know this mans uses his shell attachments to wreck people.

Those metal claws? Yeah, good luck- =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)

Very dramatic commentary on his lee’s reactions. His inner theater kid loves to shine. Either that, or complete monotone. There’s no in-between, and he’s never offered an explanation.

“Oh my, you’re laughing rather hard, my dear gigglebug!”

“Judging by this raucous laughter, I’d say this is your worst spot.”

“Oh, it tickles? Really badly? How unfortunate for you…”

Has absolutely made tickle-specific gadgets and I will die on this hill.

Remember the feather staff feature from the Shredder episode? He didn’t just have that for no reason.

Usually wrecks Mikey and/or Leo. They’re both very talented at provoking him, either on purpose or by accident.

His aftercare depends on his mood. If he’s cool with touch, he’ll cuddle and watch a movie with you. If not, you’ll usually get some pats from his claw and snuggles from Shelldon (yes lil’ dude is fine gimme a break)

📹April⚾

General:

Hmmmm toughie, but I’d say ler-leaning switch. Not all that ticklish, but willing to help if one of her brothers is in a bad ler mood.

She just kinda prefers to do the tickling most of the time, unless it’s for her bros.

Extremely confident, bears the magic power of saying the t-word whenever she pleases. You know she puts it to good use, too.

Being the sister of the family, she’s gotta put her bros in their places. Why not use tickling?

Lee:

While it’s not often, she’ll let Big Raphie tickle her if he needs to.

Sometimes that boy just needs someone to reassure him that he’s not hurting them while giggling their brains out.

She’s pretty good at sitting still, amazing poker face. Could easily dominate in the Arms Up game.

As I said before, not super ticklish. Serves her well in tickle fights (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Only her ribs really get her laughing, but other than that it’s bubbly, pitchy giggles.

Doesn’t really have a melt spot, though if she had to choose a favorite, it’d be her belly.

Ler:

VERY very teasy. Easily-flustered lees be warned (˘ ˘ ˘)

Loves seeing her lee blush and sputter, finds it endlessly adorable.

“What? Oh, it tickles? Good, thought I might’ve been going too easy on ya!”

“Oooo, someone’s blushin’! How cute~”

“Wonder what would happen if I went for your worst spot… Only one way to find out!”

Giggles along with her lee. They’re adorable—how could she not?

As big sis, it’s her job to keep her brothers in line. Why not use tickling?

Frequently gives Raph calm-down/confidence-boosting tickles. Boy’s too stressed, in her opinion.

After him, it’s helping Donnie relax or pry him away from a project. Leo also needs to be taken down a peg every once in a while.

Super snuggly aftercare. Back rubs, praises and even some teases for the road, if ya catch my drift~

🔥Cassandra🏒

General:

I’m feeling ler on this one. She doesn’t seem like she’d enjoy being tickled too much, though she definitely doesn’t mind wrecking others.

Before the Hamato fam stepped in, she didn’t really have much experience in the tickly field.

Maybe one of her foot-face mentors, but other than that, nada.

That absolutely changes when she joins the bros.

Ler:

Ready to vanquish any “enemy” lee mood to help her friends out.

Rougher style normally, though she can be convinced to dial it back. You wanna forget your name? She’s your gal.

Takes her role sorta seriously, though she can be playful. Just depends on her mood.

If she does tease, it’s more observational than anything.

She just kinda says flustering stuff without meaning to.

“Well, no duh it tickles. That’s the whole point!”

“Not there? You asked me to tickle you, but scold me the moment I get somewhere? I don’t think so!”

Attacks everyone pretty evenly, but she does have a preference for April and Raph. They’re the most fun to take down, in her opinion.

Cass respects boundaries, of course. You genuinely want her to stop and she’ll be off you in seconds.

Doesn’t grasp the concept of aftercare quite yet. Once you can breathe, she’ll start asking for feedback.

“How was that? Did it really tickle? Details, giggler, details!”

If specifically requested, though, she does give a mean back-rub and/or massage. If your back or neck is ticklish, though, you’re gonna have a whole new problem~ ( ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )

💮Splinter🐀

General:

Splints has ler energy, ya know?

Like April, not super ticklish. He isn’t the biggest fan of being tickled, but if it’s with very specific people, he’ll tolerate it.

Doesn’t interact tickle-wise very often, but he does have his moments.

Is very aware that his children love it and tries to connect with them in that way sometimes.

Ler:

With his ninja skills and small size, he can take down even the brattiest of lees in seconds.

You see his tail? Yeah, absolutely uses it to help wreck his victims.

Very playful, goofy ler. Laughs along with his lee, makes little comments on their reactions.

“Oh my, little one. I never would have thought you’d be so sensitive!”

“Heheh, what a cute laugh! You really should let me hear it more often!”

When he notices any of his kids are down in the dumps, he sneaks in a few pokes and scritches with his tail.

If that doesn’t work, they get the full-Splints treatment. Reassuring teases, rougher tickles and his undivided attention.

He’ll bug Draxum when he feels like it, which is more funny than anything.

Reducing the broody goat-man to a giggling, cursing mess is therapeutic for him ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º)

His aftercare is light and sweet. Head pats, reassurances, and a small cookie break for a nice close.

🌱Baron Draxum🐐

General:

Before the turtles, had little to no idea what tickling was about.

Sure, he knew that people laughed when it happened, but he couldn’t tell what was so great about it. It was just touch and laughter - no big deal.

Once the teetles got ahold of him, though? Yeah, that view changed pretty quick.

Turns out he’s a switch. Likes “destroying his nuisances” with the harmless technique, but doesn’t mind it being used on him.

Will never admit the latter, though.

Lee:

A LOT more ticklish than one would imagine. Like a few squeezes will leave him giggling and blushing like there’s no tomorrow.

He’s pretty good at hiding his lee moods, though they definitely aren’t repressible. Draxy feels them, but can keep others in the dark.

If anyone’s gonna notice, it’ll be Lou (Splinter). He knows the man the best, thanks to Mikey’s whole “fatherly-bonding” push.

Splints will help, though he’ll tease the shit out of the Baron the entire time.

While he’ll never tell the rat man, he enjoys the silly exchanges.

Worst spots are his hips and shoulder blades. Either place will have him stuck in a snorty, rumbling bout of hysterics.

Melt spots are his palms. He adores gentle traces there, lets him know somebody cares.

Ler:

Absolutely uses his mystic powers to help him.

Those vines? Yeah, restraints and tickle tools for days

Very smug ler, likes to tease his lees until they’re flustered messes. It’s done out of love, though, so can you blame him?

“This must be torturous, huh? The vines holding you still, my fingers on your worst spots… However, I don’t think I’ve heard you say stop…”

Usually tickles the teens if they’re annoying him, but also goes after Lou every so often.

He knows there’ll be repercussions, but life’s no fun without a little risk.

Huginn and Muninn are next in line. Surprising no one, they’re and attention whores. Draxy makes sure they get their fills.

Not the best with aftercare, but he tries. Back rubs and light praises while you catch your breath. Maybe some of his “confectionary wonders” if you’re brave enough.

*✧⁠◍Favorite Trope & Lee/Ler Pairing◍✧⁠*

Okay, so there’s no way I can pick a single favorite pairing. I love them all too much! I can, however, name my top 3.

lee!Raph, ler!April is definitely up there. I adore the big-siblings energy in their fics, and they just bond so well!

Pretty much anything with lee!Donnie in it. I love seeing the smarty-pants get got ( •̀ ᵕ •́ )

lee!Draxum and ler!Splinter. Okay, hear me out, but I love redemption arcs and enemies to friends/lovers/co-parents or whatever you wanna call what they have going on. They’re fun and I like fun.

For my favorite trope, I’m gonna have to go with cheer-up tickles, or more specifically, some stop-stressing-tf-out tickles. It’s always so fun to read how people would cheer up the boys, as well as write some super duper, totally not self-indulgent fics like that for myself. Maybe one day they’ll see the light, but don't count on it lol (¬////¬)

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alfi-always-writes · 1 year

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if prompts are still open, could i requests for 35 (“how did you know that?!”) with lee!leo ler!casey? maybe casey has some Important Intel abt future!leo and decides to see if it works on this younger version of his sensei?

The Student Becomes the Master

Summary: Casey Jones is faced with one of the most difficult challenges so far: getting Leo to listen to him.

Author's note: I re-watched the movie to get into a good Casey Jones headspace and then this happened. I kinda went off on the angst (which I haven't done in a while so yikes) but I hope you like it, anon!

Warnings: This fic contains tickling and some angst in the beginning, so proceed with that knowledge.

Word count: 1,813

35. "How did you know that?!"

Even after saving the world from a fate worse than death, they still didn't know what they were doing. They were safe, they were together, and the city was rebuilt. New York shone brightly with blinking traffic lights, technicolor signs, and the blurred lights of headlights zipping through the streets. Towering skyscrapers stood proudly once again, perhaps even grander than the ones that stood before. Everything was back to normal, more or less.

But under the city's surface, the heroes who saved the world were still fighting.

The continuous thwacks and thuds of Raph's punches could be heard throughout the lair, even though training had long since ended for everyone else. It had been several nights since Donnie's sleepless form last left his laboratory. Mikey occupied the TV room, watching Jupiter Jim on repeat. He still didn't do too well with complete silence these days. The Hamato brothers were usually very good at leaning on each other, but it was quiet nights like these that reminded everyone of the lasting impacts of the Krang invasion.

Then, of course, there was Leo. He stood in the kitchen, pouring another cup of scalding coffee into Splinter's "World's Best Dad" mug. Staving off the nightmares unfortunately meant forgoing sleep altogether. Sure, it wasn't sustainable, but it was something within his control. And he needed that right now.

"Sensei," came Casey's voice from where he stood, leaning against the kitchen doorway with his arms crossed against his chest.

Leo jumped, turning quickly to face him before immediately dropping his guard. "Oh, hey, Casey."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

Leo puffed out a small laugh, setting his coffee down and putting on his best face. His have you even met me? face. "Scared? Puh-lease, it's just kinda weird having humans around. The only human we ever have down here is April and you can hear her coming from like, miles away."

Casey laughed at that, stepping a bit closer to the leader. The bags under his eyes were darker than they had been last Casey checked, but otherwise, Leo carried himself well. He looked more like the Leonardo that Casey had grown up with, which was simultaneously comforting and sad to see.

"How are you holding up?"

"I'm holding," Leo said with another chuckle, trying to both be honest and let some tension out of the room. "I can tell I'm going to have to talk to them soon. Mikey says we need to 'talk about our feelings,' " he placed air quotes around his best impression of his youngest brother.

"Yikes," Casey laughed, "But he's right. You guys went through a lot."

"I just hate seeing them all so..."

Casey placed a firm hand on Leo's shoulder and squeezed, as if trying to pull the negative energy right out of him. "Hey, at least these bad days are fewer and farther between, right?"

Leo nodded. One thing he admired about Casey was that he could spot the silver lining in any situation. For someone who's seen more despair and tragedy than any of them, it was a miracle that he would still persevere.

"I just wish things could go back to how they were before..."

"Before this whole situation?"

"Get outta my head, Jones."

There was no heat behind his words, which Casey smiled at. "You know you still need to take care of yourself too, right? I know you talk about how a leader needs to protect their own, and I know you worry about them, but you can't be a leader if you don't take care of yourself too."

Leo bit back a snarky response, never one to appreciate a random lecture about his self-care (or lack thereof). He leaned back on his palms and watched Casey for a long moment, the edges of his vision blurring slightly before he averted his gaze. "I know. It's not like I'm not trying. I just can't stop seeing them every time I close my eyes." The corners of his eyes prickled as he took a shaky breath. "I thought I was going to lose them all. And even though we made it, I just can't stop thinking about how close we came to... not making it."

Casey nodded solemnly, recalling the bright orange beams that pierced through Michelangelo in his final moments. He remembered Leonardo running off into battle before an explosion of red light enveloped him. He saw them often.

"I am scared. I'm scared that next time I won't be able to save them. And they're hurting, obviously. Raph won't stop beating himself up, Mikey can't be alone, and I don't even know how Donnie is feeling right now. And I hate myself for not being able to help them." He paused, letting a few tears leak down his cheeks before drying his face. He didn't even know he had been crying. He sat in the silence that Casey allowed, calming his breathing and relishing in releasing the tension that had been building for months. "Where do I put all of that?"

"We carry it with us," Casey said, "but we carry it together."

Leo met Casey's eyes and nodded. Casey watched Leo's shoulders fall and, though he looked less devastated, it was clear that the leader was exhausted. "Why don't you try to get some rest? You've been up for ages."

Leo sharply exhaled through his nose in amusement, followed by a lighthearted groan. "Who are you, my dad?"

"Who are you? Donnie?" Casey quipped back.

Leo shut his mouth and fixed Casey with an unserious stare, pointing a finger at him for a moment before finally saying, "Too far."

Casey barked out a laugh, pushing Leo's accusatory hand aside. "Just go get some sleep."

Leo rolled his eyes dramatically, grateful for a chance to lighten the mood again. "That's no way to talk to your master, the greatest ninja of all time, is it?"

A thought slipped into Casey's mind as he debated whether or not to shove Leo off of the island. He almost dismissed the thought as soon as it came to him, but it was too amusing not to entertain. The Leonardo that he grew up around was as stubborn as ever—albeit not as childish—and Casey had been fortunate enough to have Michelangelo around to show him how to take Leonardo down a few pegs.

There was absolutely no way that method didn't derive directly from their childhood together. He debated whether or not the method would be best to use on this Leo, who still didn't know him quite as well.

Against his better judgment, Casey squeezed directly above Leo's left knee. The leader nearly leapt straight up out of the sewers, kicking his leg involuntarily with a loud "HAH!" Casey doubled over in laughter as Leo scrambled around the kitchen island, using it as a barricade between himself and Casey.

"How did you know that!?" Leo asked, eyes studying Casey's every move to locate the best escape route. Every time he jerked one way, Casey followed with expertise. It was as if Casey could see his every thought, every eye twitch, every hint of movement, and he adjusted himself accordingly.

"Oh, you never grow out of it, I'm afraid," Casey said with a sinister smirk, vaulting over the island and unceremoniously crashing into Leo.

Leo's tired, uncoordinated body had nearly tripped itself before Casey even hit him. He fought against his future student's attack for a moment, anticipating the point where Casey would pin him down and give him another chance to repent for his actions. He was not prepared for Casey to immediately grab his knee again, squeezing mercilessly and unpredictably.

"C-CahAHASEY WAHAHAIT!" he shouted through his laughter, stomping the ground with his heels.

"Yes, sensei?" Casey, perched on Leo's waist, used his free hand to poke and prod up and down Leo's sides. He fondly recalled the first time Michelangelo instructed him on how to bring down their fearless leader.

"No matter what, just don't let go of his leg," he had said, and Casey was elated to see that it was even more effective on a younger Leo. He was a laughing, sputtering mess in seconds.

Leo kicked his leg, trying to dislodge the offending hand. No matter what he did, Casey's hand wouldn't budge. Accompanied by Casey's other hand, which felt like it was everywhere at once, Leo could do nothing more than laugh his heart out.

"Are you ready to get some rest now?" Casey asked, pausing his onslaught to give Leo a chance to speak.

Through breathless giggles and a wide, toothy grin, Leo sealed his fate as he spat back: "Fat chance, Jones."

"Fine, then," Casey said with a casual shrug before his hands came back to life, tickling and squeezing with earnest.

"NohoHO! IHIHI'M NOHOT T-T—"

"You're not what? Not tired? Not ticklish?"

"SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!"

Casey, still squeezing Leo's lower thigh, turned himself around and reached down to tickle the calf of Leo's other leg. "You're just making this worse for yourself."

Leo's head spun, trying to block out the tickly sensations from Casey's fingers, but to no avail. Casey's fingers were nimble and experienced, knowing exactly how much pressure was needed to make it tickle just too damn much. Though he wasn't sure exactly how the kid was so knowledgeable, he had a feeling Mikey was to blame.

That thought quickly slipped to the back of his mind when Casey hit a particularly bad spot near the back of his knee, drawing an embarrassing squeal from the mighty leader. It wasn't until now that he realized just how long it had been since he had been tickled and, while it wasn't the first thing on his mind the past few months, he couldn't deny that he missed the familiar feeling.

"Are you tired yet?"

Despite the kneejerk reaction to say something snarky, Leo couldn't deny that he was reaching his limit much quicker than usual. "Y-YEHEHES!"

Casey withdrew his hands instantly, sitting back on his heels and watching Leo catch his breath. "Now, about that—"

"Nap," Leo said breathlessly, giving Casey a weary thumbs up, "On it."

Casey pulled Leo to his feet and ushered him off to bed. Leo nearly collapsed onto his bed, feeling his blanket fully engulf his body in a warm, comfortable embrace. His eyes closed and the familiar scenes of his endangered brothers tugged at his brain immediately. But before long, the scenes melded into the memory of his family pulling him out of the prison dimension. Memories flooded his tired mind; memories of the years that he shared with his brothers, the various adventures they had together, and all of the fun that he had along the way.

The haunting memories still interrupted the good ones, but they didn't completely overwhelm him, at least not for tonight.

#my writing #sfw tickle fic #sfw tickling community #rottmnt tickle fic #ticklish!leo #don't laugh but i cried writing this okay #please accept this humble wednesday offering my friends #i don't even know if this is good but i'm emotional

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leosmasktails · 1 year

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I’ve been thinking way too much about Peepaw Leo and Casey, so I decided to write a drabble where future Leo also got sent back in time with Casey, but the Leo’s are homies because it’s been a while since everything went down :)

This is a fluff bomb and I’m not sorry ;)

Oh also, Leo = present day Leo, Leon = future Leo :)))

Disclaimer: This is a tickle fic so if you’re not into that please just scroll! :)

(As always, everything is 100% platonic and just meant to be family fluff!!!)

Warnings: None I believe lol

Word Count: 1,837

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That Brought Me Back

Casey had been sitting quietly in his room, reading a Jupiter Jim comic book that Leo had lent him earlier that day.

He had gotten so wrapped up in the storyline that nothing had pulled his attention away from it for a good half an hour, except for the sudden shriek that echoed throughout the tunnels of the sewers.

Casey jolted upright, grabbing his hockey stick and venturing out into the lair to find the source of the shriek, which was now sounding more like… laughter?

He continued forwards warily, keeping his hockey stick out in front of him until the laughter got louder and louder.

“LEHEO! STOHOP!”

Mikey?

Casey stepped foot into the main area of the lair that was dubbed ‘the hang-out spot’.

The scene that Casey witnessed before him wasn’t what he was expecting to see today, but now that he thought about it, he wasn’t really surprised.

Leo was sitting on top of Mikey’s shell, digging mercilessly into his youngest brother’s underarms as Mikey kicked his legs underneath him.

“LEHEO!” Mikey cried as Leo noticed the presence of another person in the room.

“Alright, alright,” Leo grinned, stepping off of Mikey and letting him recover.

“What’s up, Case?” Leo held out a hand for Mikey to take, pulling Mikey to his feet.

“Oh, I heard Mikey shriek and I just wanted to see what the fuss was about.” Casey chuckled, setting down his hockey stick against the wall.

“Oh yeah, he’s fine! Just sensitive-” Leo teased.

“Hey!”

Leo giggled and turned back to face Casey.

“What about you, huh? You ticklish?” Leo grinned mischievously.

Casey managed to hide his reaction, fully aware that no matter what he answered, Leo was going to test it out on him anyways.

“I don’t think so,” Casey shrugged, leaving Leo and Mikey both looking perplexed.

“You don’t think so?” Leo questioned, folding his arms over his plastron in disbelief.

“How could you not know?” Mikey scoffed, a little bit of his Dr. Delicate Touch side seeping through.

“I mean, I literally lived in an apocalypse, I guess I just never got tickled much.”

“Fair point.” Leo admitted.

“You know what we gotta do, man.” Mikey deadpanned before looking at Leo and smirking.

“Yep,” Casey didn’t even put up a fight and laid on the floor awkwardly in-between Leo and Mikey.

Leo and Mikey knelt down and gave him confused looks.

“Casey, my man, I will find a way to break you.” Leo tried to break the tension in the air.

“Okay.” Casey responded nonchalantly.

Mikey stared at him in awe at how he wasn’t getting all riled up at this point.

Even Donnie was more reactive than this.

Leo hovered his hands over Casey’s torso. Still no reaction.

“Are you gonna do it?” Casey questioned, a slight tone of annoyance in his voice.

He just wanted to get this over with.

“Okay, mister, well when you put it that way!” Leo shot back equally as annoyed.

His favorite part was the build-up where his brothers would start to giggle with anticipation before he even started, but clearly that wasn’t happening here.

Leo poked Casey in the stomach, yet the boy only laid there like nothing had even happened.

If anything he just looked bored.

“Lift up your arms.” Mikey demanded, his face scrunching with determination to get Casey to laugh.

“Whatever you want, Mikey,” Casey folded his arms behind his head as if he were relaxing, closing his eyes to add to the building disappointment of both of the turtles.

Mikey scratched away at Casey’s underarms, but still, nothing.

“Not even a smile?” Leo groaned as he attempted to squeeze Casey’s sides.

This kid wasn’t giving them anything whatsoever.

“Can I sit up now?” Casey asked, a smug look faintly painted on his face.

“Yeah, sure, whatever, dude.” Leo sat back and rolled his eyes. He wasn’t actually annoyed, just disappointed he didn’t have another person to torment whenever he felt like it.

Casey sat up in-between the turtles, both of them sitting there in silence as Casey propped himself up.

“Wow, you guys are in a bad mood.” Casey joked, looking over at Leo and studying his face. He was similar enough to Master Leonardo that could tell he was only being dramatic.

“Leo?” Casey poked the red-eared slider in the side, eliciting a small squeal from said turtle.

Casey’s eyes lit up at the sound and he looked over to Mikey, who couldn’t keep up the ‘upset’ front any longer and flashed a smile across his face.

Leo huffed and turned so that he wasn’t facing them.

Mikey rolled his eyes and gave Casey a look, quickly darting his eyes to Leo and back to Casey. He knew what Leo wanted.

Mikey quietly shifted himself, preparing himself to launch at his older brother as he gave Casey a look saying: ‘Watch this.’

“Cowabunga!” Mikey shouted and shot himself at Leo, tackling him over and getting right to the point.

“Mihikey! Dohohon’t!” Leo’s giggles immediately filled the once empty silence in the air.

Casey scooted over to the action, jumping in to help Mikey get revenge on Leo from earlier.

“CAHASEY!” Leo’s laughter became louder when Casey scratched his fingers along the side of his shell.

“What are you guys doing in here?” The older slider’s voice cut through his younger counterpart’s laughter.

Casey stopped torturing Leo abruptly, butterflies growing in his stomach as soon as he heard his sensei’s voice.

He might have been able to put on an act for the younger mutant turtles, but his sensei was a different case.

“We’re just having fun!” Mikey carried on with his ticklish onslaught on Leo, sending Leo into a fit of giggly laughter again.

Leon couldn’t help but smile at the scene in front of him.

He missed these moments with his brothers.

“MIHIKE! GEHET OFF!” Leo rolled over and threw Mikey off in the process.

“What? You scared of being embarrassed in front of Leon?” Mikey teased. Leo only stuck his tongue out at him buried his face in his arms.

“Oh that ship sailed a while ago.” Leon chuckled, “But I’ve also seen my fair share of little Junior here being embarrassed too.” He added, making Casey’s cheeks flush to a light pink.

“Casey told us he’s not ticklish.” Mikey rested his elbow on Leo’s back and propped up his head, “We even tried to get him but he didn’t even smile.” Mikey looked defeated.

Casey had turned to face the other way to avoid the turtles from pointing out his blushing.

Leon’s brows furrowed with confusion, Casey had always been a pretty sensitive kid…

The realization hit him almost instantly.

“Oh, he didn’t now, did he?” A devilish smile grew on Leon’s face as he turned to make eye-contact with his surrogate son.

Casey’s face had turned a shade of beet red as he began slowly inching away from the three turtles.

“Where are you going?” Leon smirked at Casey, lunging for him and grabbing his arm so that he couldn’t escape.

The teen couldn’t help the giggles bubbling up in his throat, desperately prying at his sensei’s hand in an attempt to get away.

Leon pulled Casey into his lap sideways, his hair a mess all over his face as he pleaded with Leon and pushed his hand away from him.

The one advantage Casey had was that Leon currently only had one arm, but he was still a hell of a lot weaker than the full grown mutant turtle man.

“You’re really not doing a good job of selling yourself to them here, Case.” Leo grinned down at Casey already going crazy in his lap.

Leon pulled his arm back and wiggled his fingers down at Casey, sending the boy into a fit of laughter as he once again attempted to block Leon’s hand.

“I haven’t even touched you yet!” Leon was amused with himself, finally slipping past Casey’s hands and drilling his fingertips gently into Casey’s stomach.

Casey’s laughter rang out and bounced off of the walls, all of them unable to help the smiles they wore at the sound Leon was eliciting from the usually quiet teen.

Leon skittered his hand around Casey’s torso, hitting a sweet spot on his ribs that sent him squealing.

Leo and Mikey felt betrayed by this.

“Dude! How did he do that earlier?” Leo was thoroughly impressed with Casey’s little performance he had put on only minutes before.

“It’s all in your head!” Leon responded as he continued digging his fingers into the crook of Casey’s neck, a stream of nasally giggles leaving Casey’s mouth, “It’s a tactic I taught him when he was younger, but we used tickling as a way to build up those skills.”

“That’s neat!” Mikey chimed in.

��So, what I’m hearing right now is that he wanted you to tickle him?” Leo questioned, sitting up straight, “Because his walls broke down the moment you brought it up.”

Leon looked from his younger self back to Casey squirming around in his lap, the pure childishness of it warming Leo’s heart.

This is what Casey should have always looked like.

Happy, not worried about an apocalyptic invasion, carefree, the list went on for miles.

“Maybe,” Leon shrugged, “I can’t say I blame him though.” He winked at the younger slider, bringing a small blush to the teen’s face.

He kept forgetting Leon knew all of his thoughts.

Leon chuckled and pulled his hand away from Casey, letting him breathe and calm down.

“Thahat was soho mean!” Casey whined, now pouting in Leon’s lap.

“Oh, that brought me back!” Leon scooped up Casey into a crushing hug, “You used to be so little, oh, and you were just the cutest thing!” Leon shook him around in his arms.

“Sensei!” Casey’s giggles were full of embarrassment as he pulled himself away from Leon’s hug, falling backwards and landing on his palms.

“I speak no lies!” Leon shrugged, laughing when Casey’s cheeks went pink again.

“Yeah, yeah, enough with the sappy stuff, grandpa-”

“Hey-”

Leo threw an arm around a very flustered Casey’s shoulders and pulled him backwards, “I told you I would find a way to break you! I just never said it would be this version of me!”

Casey rolled his eyes at Leo’s logic.

It still weirded him out how similar the two Leo’s acted, even though he knew they were the same person.

“Wait,” the wheels in Casey’s brain began to turn, “If he’s also you, wouldn’t that mean he has the same sensitive spots as you?” He looked up at Mikey, who immediately picked up what he was putting down.

Leo sat in silence before a grin took over his face.

“I like where your head is at, Case.” Leo craned his neck upwards to look at Leon, Casey following his movement.

Leon perked his head up to see three very mischievous looking teenagers staring him down.

“Okay, Peepaw,” Leo released Casey and cracked his knuckles for dramatic effect.

“Your turn.”

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tastybluesprite · 1 year

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This is based off this fic written by the incredible @mythica0

It was difficult to get the position right but here you go! I hope you guys like it hehe

(Btw Mikey is putting both his foot and hand on his arm to ensure he is pinned, not because I wasn’t able to proportion his leg well… def not)

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ticklish-n-stuff · 1 year

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TICKLISH LEO! TICKLISH LEO! TICKLISH LEO- AIDHSKFHAIDHSJ

Sakura.exe has stopped working from cuteness overload and being a massive simp

@sunlit-tickles here's another one for the list if you haven't seen it~

I can die happily knowing that Leo is canonically ticklish 💖💖💖

#enstars tickle #ensemble stars tickle #ticklish!leo #random shitpost

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someone1348 · 2 years

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Ranking them 1-4 which would you say is the most to least ticklish tmnt? and why? (if you have a reason) 0.0

Oooo yes!

1- Leo, because we saw how he reacted to tiny paper people tickling him now imagine that x10 worse with actual fingers, he's a walking tickle spot and I love him more than anything

2- Mikey, It comes with being the youngest but he is also a walking tickle spot he just has protection on his death spot but he's just so adorable you can't get mad at him for itt /pos

3- Donnie, he's ticklish yes but it's not as bad as the other two, he doesn't react to light tickles as much either but if you pinch his thighs it's over so I think he's better trained for it but I also just see him more as a ler-lean

4- Raph he is ticklish yes but not that much, get his spikes though oohhh he's gone! There's only a few other spots on him but none really get him laughing too much

-K :]

#k's headcannons #rottmnt tickle headcannons #ticklish!leo #ticklish!mikey #ticklish!donnie #ticklish!raph

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calmturquoise · 9 years

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your fic!!!

sour--strawberries submitted: hi! sorry it took so long, I needed to get into TMNT mood :D and, just so you know, I watched first three episodes of the 2012 series, just for youuuuu~ and used your headcanons :D thank you for taking part in my giveaway!! this fic is yours, so you can choose if you want to post it or keep for yourself ;)

calmturquoise: Nooo don't be sorry, this was such a wonderful surprise to get in my inbox! :D I love love love LOVE it and omigosh you used my headcanons and it's so cute, thank yooooou!!! Posting it so everyone else can enjoy it too!

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"ACK! MIKEY!!"

"Donatello, Michelangelo! Ochitsukinasai!!”

It was a day like everyday. All four turtles gathered in the dojo, for a meditation session, under Splinter’s watchful eyes. It was supposed to be calm and let them focus and become more aware of their own bodies..

Just seemed that not all of his sons were fitted for meditation. Well, they all had some weaknesses.

"But senseeei!" Donatello whined, opening his mouth wide, showing the adorable tooth gap, "Mikey is bugging me!" he pointed an accusing finger at the youngest turtle.

"No, I am not!" Mikey quickly protested, obviously lying. To be honest, he was bored to death, like always during meditation, but didn’t want to get their father’s wrath on him.

Splinter closed his eyes, praying to Buddha for strength and patience towards his children. “Michelangelo, sit next to Leonardo,” he finally decided, hoping that sitting to the one who was the best at meditation, would calm his hyperactive son.

"Hai, sensei," Mikey nodded, standing up and getting to the front, managing to quietly whisper "tattletale" at Donnie, when Splinter wasn’t paying attention. Donnie responded with sticking his tongue out at his younger brother. Mikey dragged his feet, looking at Raphael, who, surprisingly, was doing a great job at meditation, focused and straight, and unusually calm. He plopped down, at Leonardo’s right, quickly looking at his oldest brother, who, surprise, surprise, didn’t even notice him. Leo was the best at meditation, focusing hard, his breath slowed down and relaxed, and Mikey could see the calm aura radiating from him.

Not for long.

He started with the same trick, that got Donnie so worked up. Mikey kneeled, taking the same position as Leo was in, and made a beak, pointing his lips to the right, steadily blowing air out of his mouth. Maybe it was childish, but was proven very effective to irritate any turtle.

Mikey first ran out of breath before Leo even flinched.

He tried again. Nothing. Seemed that the turtle in blue would be much harder to irritate.. luckily, Mikey was up for a challenge.

When Sensei wasn’t looking, he reached his hand behind Leo’s back, and poked his brother in the arm closer to Raph, trying to trick Leo into thinking that it was the hotheaded turtle who was picking up on him.

Leo didn’t even flutter his eyelids.

Mikey huffed his cheeks in irritation. He won’t be ignored. He hooked a finger around Leo’s belt and pulled on it, making it come back with a harsh snap, stinging the turtle’s side. It did nothing for Leo, but attracted Splinter’s attention who gave Mikey a harsh look, who immediately closed his eyes and pretended to meditate.

He waited a minute or so, and slowly opened his eyes. Sensei was looking the other way, so Mikey felt safe to continue bugging his brother.

Yanking on the blue bandana did nothing.

Knocking on the shell was also ignored.

Mikey huffed his cheeks. Seemed nothing worked on Leo. Sensei knew where to sit him.

Of course, it wasn’t the end of the youngest turtle ideas.. He knew a little secret about their leader..

Not playing it gentle, he titled to the back and abruptly dug all three fingers into Leo’s defenseless feet.

"AH!!" Leo snapped his eyes wide open and he flopped funnily, landing flat on his front with a grunt.

"AHA!" Mikey shouted out in triumph, trapping his brother’s feet in a lock. "Should have not play tough on me, bro," he hummed, fingers wiggling quickly.

"MiHHAHAHAKEEHEY!" Leo screeched, trying to turn around and bat his youngest brother away, as he mercilessly kept tickling, pleased with reducing the always in control one into a helpless pile of giggles. "STAHP! Comeehehe OHAHAHAN!" he demanded through his laughter, trying to shove the relentless turtle away, but instead, knocked into Raph.

"What the—" Raph yelped, and the secret of his focus was given away - he fell to sleep. Not in control of his body yet, he fell straight on Donatello, pressing him to the ground.

"OW!!" Donnie yelped, pulled out from his meditation, and smothered by easily the heaviest turtle on the team in terms of muscles. "That’s it!!" the usually calm turtle snapped, having enough of his brother’s interrupting his meditation, when he was getting closer to solving a problem on one of his inventions. "What a turtle has to do to get some peace and quiet around here?!" he yelled out, punishing his brother in the most effective way they discovered so far, and not bragging, it was all Donnie’s discovery - he dug his fingers into the unprotected flesh above the side where plastron meets with the shield, causing Raph to squeal and snort.

"NO-HAHAHA-WA-DONNIE-AAHAHA!!" it was only a second before the self proclaimed toughest turtle became a helpless pile of laughter, "WHAHAHAT DIHIHIHD I DOHAHAH?!" he questioned, not understanding a bit what was going on, but not minding terribly either, knowing that he would have his sweet revenge later on.

Splinter watched his sons goofing and laughing with soft eyes, the youngest attacking the oldest. They all had their weaknesses, but it was a good weakness to have and he decided to allow them a moment of carefreeness, in their not so carefree life.

#tickling #TMNT #submission #ticklish!Leo #ticklish!Raph #Leonardo #Raphael #Donatello #Michelangelo #ahhhhhh IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!!!#sour strawberries #not mine #Master Splinter #DONNIE'S TOOTH GAP IS SO ADORABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!

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alfi-always-writes · 1 year

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6 or 29 with leeo and april, maybe?

Family Game Night

Summary: Leave it to Leo and April to ruin game night by being too competitive.

Author's note: Thank you, anon, for this prompt from this list! I had started and restarted this fic a million times, so I hope y'all like how it turned out!

Warnings: This story contains tickling, so keep scrolling if that isn't your jam.

Word count: 1,045

29. "Someone told me your little secret…"

"Come on, April! You can do this!" Mikey cheered from the sidelines.

Through shaky breaths, Leo said, "Mikey, as your favorite brother, I'm offended!"

"Oh this is intense," Raph said, seemingly to everybody and to nobody.

"Hey—don't lean on me, Leo!" April said urgently, overlapping with Mikey's cheery chanting.

"Ap-ril! Ap-ril!"

"Silence!" Donnie said, flicking the spinner on the board with a click. The room fell silent, aside from the sounds of Leo and April struggling to hold themselves on tired, shaky limbs.

"Left hand—green!" Donnie declared, watching Leo and April shakily move to follow the instruction. Both players fixed each other with determined stares, beads of sweat gathering on their faces. April faltered suddenly, breathing through her nose to focus on correcting herself.

"Oh ho ho, feeling tired yet, O'Neil?" he said as coolly as he could manage, earning a scowl from his opponent.

"Shut up, Leo!"

And the game continued on, just as it had been for over an hour now.

"I've never seen anything like it," Raph said, amazed at the unbridled stubbornness from the two competitors. "One game, all we wanted was one quick game before dinner."

"Oh Raph-a-la, that was your first mistake," said Donnie, "Everyone knows a game between Leo and April can go on for hours."

Mikey's chanting had died down to a halfhearted fist pump. It seemed the reality of their situation had just struck him, because he placed a hand over his stomach with a frown. "But I wanted to eat. Can you guys please hurry?"

"Spin the thing, Don," Leo said, ignoring the fire in his muscles. This game of Twister was long past the point of being fun now. This was about the fight between mind and body, about pushing the limit of what should be humanly—or mutantly—possible. But above all, this was about honor.

"Right leg—red."

More shuffling and grunts, the tumbleweed of limbs threatened to topple over, and then it stabilized. Mikey's stomach growled audibly.

"Guys, can you hurry up?" he wailed.

April huffed. "I'm not just giving up—"

"But I'm hungry—"

"We eat when April loses!" Leo said through gritted teeth. "What d'ya say, Apes? Loser buys the winner's pizza?"

"Donnie, spin the thing!" April said defiantly, sticking her tongue out at her opponent.

Click.

"Left leg—yellow."

When they stabilized once more, Mikey groaned and collapsed into Raph's lap. Raph sucked in a slow breath. And, though Raph looked on the verge of insanity and Mikey was wasting away, it was Donnie who ultimately snapped.

"For the love of the pizza supreme in the sky, could one of you just lose already?!"

"Spin the thing!" April and Leo yelled, and Donnie threw the spinner board to the ground in retaliation. Raph feared that, if he didn't intervene now, this night would be unsalvageable.

"That's it! No more rules, whatever goes, goes! Right hand on blue, and it better be the last turn or so help me!" he bellowed, and they all fell silent at the outburst. Nobody dared to breathe. A soap commercial could be heard echoing from the other room, along with the rumbling of cars from high up above.

Through tangled limbs, Leo saw Donnie whispering in April's ear. He couldn't quite make out what his twin had said, but the smirk that bloomed on April's face afterwards could chill the sun. Hesitantly, Leo moved his hand to the closest blue circle, as Raph instructed.

"Oh Leo," April said suddenly, "Someone told me your little secret…"

Leo's heart stopped as he fought every instinct to flee. He was still determined to win this game, but he was now also hyper-aware of the fact that April hadn't made her move yet. Judging by the smug look on Donnie's face...

"April, we play games fairly here, don't listen to him," Leo said.

"Raph said that anything goes so technically," April said smugly, clamping her hand down on Leo's knee and squeezing in rapid succession.

He would have tried to hold it together, but the surge of tickly sensations combined with his muscles screaming for rest was enough to send Leo over the edge immediately. While he didn't fall onto the mat just yet, he dissolved into helpless cackles right away. He tried to kick his leg to dislodge April's hand, but she held tightly.

"A-Ahahapril, yohou cahahan't!"

"What's so funny, Leo? I'm just following instructions." April squeezed up and down his thigh, earning crazed laughter from her friend. She couldn't help laughing alongside him as she called over to Donnie, "Spin the thing, Dee!"

Overtaken by laughter and thoroughly enjoying his twin's predicament, Donnie still managed his typical sarcasm as he spoke. "Click. Oh look at that, left hand also on blue."

Leo shook his head as April grabbed onto his other thigh, squeezing mercilessly and sending Leo toppling over onto the floor.

The applause was thunderous, but April still didn't let up on her attack. Despite how tired her limbs were, Leo's unrestrained, genuine laughter was revitalizing.

"Looks like there's a new winner in town!" she said over Leo's laughter.

"Nahahat fahahair!"

"Say that I'm the winner!"

"S-Stohahap, Ahahahapril!"

"Say it! Say I'm the winner!" April reached one hand around to scribble behind his knee, while the other hand continued to squeeze his thigh.

Leo shook his head defiantly, pushing weakly at her hands. Eventually his lungs begged for a break and his muscles screamed for the energy that was being spent elsewhere. Leo fought back his pride long enough to cry out: "Pff-fihihine! YOHOHOU WIHIHIN, AHAHAPRIL!"

April released him and punched the air with a victory cry, letting the other three brothers pull her to her feet. "That's what you get for challenging April O'Neil!"

"And for making us wait so long for dinner!"

"And for ruining April's sacred game!"

The reasons piled up, each brother laughing and adding more reasons to the running tab Leo had. Leo covered his face, breathlessly chuckling at his family's antics. If he could have, he would have paused the world like this for a while—all smiles and playful punches and love pouring in from all directions.

Sure, April would definitely have to pay for her treasonous behavior, but he figured he could let the sweet moment last for a little bit longer.

#my writing #sfw tickle fic #sfw tickling community #rottmnt tickle fic #ticklish!leo #thank you anon for taking the time to send a prompt!#i love seeing fics come along

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alfi-always-writes · 1 year

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22. “your hands are freezing!” with rottmnt disaster twins would be so cute!

Maybe with Lee!Leo and Ler!Donnie

Arm(chair)ageddon

Summary: Movie night can't just be a movie night, and Leo needs to be taken down a peg (but you didn't need me to tell you that).

Author's note: This was so fun to write! Thank you, anon, for the lovely prompt from this list! We love some disaster twins chaos! I hope you all enjoy! (Also, not planned, but posting some lee!Leo content on @leosmasktails's birthday just seems so right. Happy birthday pal!)

Warnings: Just tickling, so please don't read if that isn't your jam!

Word count: 942

22. "Your hands are freezing!"

Despite all of the complaints and fussing, Splinter still wouldn't budge on replacing his comfy armchair with a sofa big enough for everyone to fit on. "But we don't have to replace it, we just want a couch as well!" No matter what tactic they used to ask, or how much Mikey gave the classic puppy eyes, their father just wasn't interested.

Therefore, the rules remained as they had always been: Whoever sits down first gets the chair, and if they leave for any reason, the chair can be claimed by anyone else.

Sure, maybe it would make more sense to alternate who sits in the chair every night, but that would mean Leo would have to sit on the floor more often than not.

And, well, that just wasn't an option.

"Gather around, children," he said with the arrogance of someone who hasn't sat on the floor for the past seven movie nights.

Mikey, who had just narrowly lost the couch to Leo this time around, sat beside Raph on the floor, just to the left of the squashy armchair. He stuck out his lower lip in a pitiful pout. "This is so unfair!"

Raph rubbed the back of his littlest brother's shell, giving Leo a look. "Yah know, Leo, it wouldn't kill you to give someone else a turn. I want—er, Mikey wants a chance!"

"He'll get his chance," Leo said, swinging his legs over the right arm of the chair, "When he earns it fair and square."

Donnie was sat on the floor to the right of the chair, scrolling through his phone. "Angelo, don't listen to him. It's not even that good of a seat, it smells like dad." Donnie was, notoriously, the one who sat in the chair the least.

"Sorry, what was that, DonTon? It's hard to hear you from all the way up here."

"Just play the movie."

Raph started the movie of Mikey's choice, which predictably pulled him out of his mopey mood. Donnie continued to scroll through his phone, as they had all seen this movie upwards of fifty times. They all practically memorized it and, though it was a superb movie, it was still the same ninety minutes.

The light from his phone caught Leo's attention. The blue-banded brother was trying to find something to do aside from quote the whole movie by heart. They were only halfway through at this point, and Leo couldn't fathom sitting still for another minute. He swung his foot, managing to kick the phone out of Donnie's hand and to the ground with an amusing thunk.

"Leon," Donnie whispered, as to not interrupt the movie, "Watch it."

"Watch wh—the movie? Oh yeah, I am watching it, great flick." The shit-eating grin was audible in his tone, causing Donnie to nearly pull a muscle from rolling his eyes so dramatically.

Then the idea struck Donnie. Normally he wouldn't resort to such childish measures (yes he would), but the floor was cold and his phone was at two percent, so he gave in to the temptation. After all, if the winner leaves the chair, it's fair game. And Donnie wanted that sweet, sweet cushiony seat. With that in mind, Donnie placed his hands on Leo's calf, eliciting a strangled gasp from the red-eared slider.

Leo pulled his leg away quickly. "Your hands are freezing!" he whispered, as loudly as he could without disturbing Mikey and Raph.

Donnie grabbed Leo's other ankle before the brother could pull it back as well. There was a moment where eyes met and Leo knew that, through no fault of his own, he was in trouble.

"Leave me alone."

"I didn't think you knew the meaning of the phrase, Nardo," Donnie said quickly, scritching his fingers against the bottom of Leo's foot.

The reaction was immediate, Leo convulsed in the chair, fighting to pull his foot out of Donnie's grasp while also holding back his hysterical laughter. He covered his mouth to keep the giggles at bay, while trying to kick Donnie away with his free leg.

"Nardo, watch the movie, this part is very serious," Donnie said with a straight face, squeezing Leo's calf and ducking to avoid the flailing leg.

Leo's resolve lasted until Donnie snatched the other leg out of the air, holding his ankles in a headlock while he expertly scribbled his fingers across the bottoms of both feet. Peals of loud laughter echoed through the lair, stealing Raph and Mikey's attention from the movie.

"Sorry guys, he's acting up tonight," Donnie said nonchalantly, as if he wasn't tickling Leo within an inch of his life.

"Dohohonnie yohohou suhuck!"

"At least I didn't ruin movie night."

Leo slid onto the ground, trying to crawl to freedom with whatever strength he could gather. Donnie pulled him back, now squeezing both of Leo's knees.

"Lehehehet gohoho, cheheheATER!"

"Never! The supremely comfortable chair will be mine!"

"In y—HAHaha, yohohour dreams!"

"Uh, guys..." came Raph's voice, halting Donnie's attack so all eyes could turn to Mikey, standing on the arms of the chair victoriously.

"I... am... THE ALL-TIME CHAMP!" he proclaimed, dropping down into the chair with a bounce and a squeal of excitement. Donnie pushed Leo away with a loud groan, and Raph gave Mikey a thumbs up.

Leo, still panting, stared at the dirty floor. There was no way he could go back to sitting on the cold ground, not after living in luxury for so long. If he couldn't have the chair to himself, he could settle for generously sharing it with his beloved baby brother.

"Mikey, have I ever told you that you're my favorite brother?"

#my writing #sfw tickle fic #sfw tickling community #rottmnt tickle fic #ticklish!leo #this was SO much fun #thank you for the prompt anon #i have more prompts to fill so stay tuned!!!

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leosmasktails · 2 years

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Here’s my first fic for you all! It took me a hot second to write this one because I had to stop from the amount of times I got flustered, but I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

I’m planning on writing headcanons for the boys soon so keep your eyes open for those!

Disclaimers: This is a tickle fic, so if you’re not into that please just scroll :)

Warnings: none, just fluff :)

Word Count: 1,668

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Movie Night

“Donnie get down here! It’s movie night!” Mikey yelled into the sewers.

The scent of popcorn filled the tunnels, making its way up to Donnie’s lab and catching his nose by surprise.

Donnie set his latest project down on his desk and lifted up his goggles.

Man, that popcorn was smelling really good.

“Coming Angelo!” Donnie yelled back, getting up from his chair and grabbing his phone.

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“Which Jupiter Jim are we watching tonight?” Leo sat down on the floor with a massive bowl of popcorn in front of him.

“Well Mikey and I were talking about it earlier, and we decided to watch Lou Jitsu tonight instead.” Raph picked up a movie disk and inserted it into the DVD player.

“Lou Jitsu? I don’t wanna watch Lou Jitsu!” Leo shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

“Well, we can never seem to agree on a Jupiter Jim movie so we thought Lou Jitsu would be best!” Mikey walked in with his own bowl of popcorn and sat a few feet in front of Leo.

Donnie walked in with his face shoved in his phone and sat down next to Leo.

“But we’ve seen the Lou Jitsu movies- Donnie don’t touch my popcorn- like a million times!”

“I’m sorry Leo, but it was our turn to pick the movie tonight! We want to watch Lou Jitsu!” Raph fiddled with the tv remote.

“Plus we always watch the Jupiter Jim movies for movie night, so we wanted to switch it up,” Mikey added and shoved some popcorn into his mouth.

“I don’t really want to watch Lou Jitsu right now either Leon, but you know the rules. It’s their turn to choose tonight’s movie.” Donnie set his phone down and stared blankly up at the tv screen.

Leo rolled his eyes at Donnie and grumpily shoved another fistful of popcorn into his mouth as Raph turned off the lights.

The music from the movie started as Raph sat down next to Mikey, both of them grabbing handfuls of popcorn while their eyes were glued to the screen.

It was the same thing they had all seen too many times, Lou Jitsu yelling about hot soup and beating up bad guys.

Leo couldn’t bear to sit through another minute of this movie that they all knew by heart at this point. He was also out of popcorn already, so distracting himself with popcorn wasn’t an option.

Somebody needed to give him attention, now.

Leo peered over at Donnie, who was mindlessly scrolling through his phone again. He probably got bored of the movie too, but they all knew Mikey would be upset if they didn’t stay for the whole thing.

Leo looked at Mikey, who had chosen to use Raph’s arm as a head rest while they enjoyed the movie.

Leo looked back to Donnie again. Donnie looked lonely.

Leo impulsively rearranged himself so that the back of his head was facing Donnie, and he flopped backwards so that his head fell into Donnie’s lap.

“Nardo-” Donnie whispered, “What’re you doing?”

“I’m bored hermano-” Leo gave Donnie the sweetest face he could muster, “And you looked lonely,”

“Leo get off.” Donnie pushed at Leo’s head with his free hand, only for Leo to fight against him.

“Please let me rest my head on your lap Don-Ton! I won’t ever ask you for anything ever again!” He pleaded, sticking out his lower lip.

Donnie rolled his eyes and gave up wrestling with Leo’s head, instead settling for affectionate head rubs.

He decided it would be better to do what Leo wanted so his twin wouldn’t drive everybody else absolutely crazy.

“We both know that’s a lie, but I’ll allow it this time,” Donnie smirked down at him, secretly loving the affection from Leo. He didn’t mind it every once in a while.

In fact, he always found it somewhat endearing whenever Leo fell asleep on him.

Although he didn’t express his emotions often, the affection he received from his brothers was the one thing he always put up with because it made him feel loved.

Donnie liked that feeling.

“Perfect-” Leo closed his eyes and leaned into Donnie’s touch.

“Just don’t be annoying,” Donnie went back to staring at his phone, remembering to move his hand for Leo every once in a while.

Leo sighed and sunk deeper into comfort as the movie played on. Leo closed his eyes for a few minutes before opening them again.

As comfortable as Leo was, he was still bored.

Leo looked up at Donnie, whose eyes moved rapidly back and forth as he read whatever he was looking at on his phone.

Donnie needed to smile more, he always looked so angry.

“Boop-” Leo reached up and started poking the side of Donnie’s shell.

“Leheo-” Donnie choked down a laugh and grabbed his brother’s hand almost instantly.

“What’s the matter Donnie? Are you ticklish or something?” Leo smirked up at him.

Oh, two could play at this game.

“I know you are-” Donnie raised an eyebrow, setting his phone down.

“I am? Since when?” Leo quipped back, unable to hide the fact that his cheeks were starting to burn pink.

“Oh, Nardo, Nardo, Nardo,” Donnie scoffed, “You just make things so much harder for yourself.” He raised Leo’s arm so it was raised above his head.

Leo couldn’t help the nervous giggles escaping from his lips, Donnie’s smirk not making it any easier to keep his composure.

“Not so cocky now are you Leon?” Donnie scribbled his fingers in Leo’s exposed underarm, making him squeal.

“Dohonnie!”

Mikey and Raph whipped their heads to look behind them, instantly smiling at the adorable scene between the twins.

“What’s so funny Leo?” Raph asked, a massive smirk taking over his face.

“Yeah Leo, aren’t you enjoying the movie?” Mikey added.

“I’m not sure what’s gotten into him guys, he randomly got really giggly all of the sudden-” Donnie’s monotonous tease making Leo’s laughter raise an octave.

“Shuhut it!” Leo squealed, attempting to pull his arm down and protect his side.

“SCOFF- Leo! Don’t be so rude!” Donnie let go of Leo’s wrist, moving to scratch both hands along the sides of Leo’s shell.

Childish giggles erupted from Leo, making all three of his brother’s faces light up. Even Donnie couldn’t resist the smile that took over his face.

“NAHAH DEEHEEHEE!” Leo threw his head back in deep laughter.

“You were the one that wanted attention Nardo, and now you’re getting it!” Donnie chuckled, sometimes Leo’s charm was irresistible.

“DONNIEHEEHEE!” Leo rolled off of his brother’s lap, the residual giggles still spilling out of his mouth as he curled himself up into a ball.

“And I thought Donnie was the sensitive one-” Raph eyed him, chuckling when Donnie’s eyes grew wide.

“Hey!” Donnie’s smile was replaced with an embarrassed pout.

“If I wasn’t worn out, I would tohotally get you back right now-” Leo uncurled himself and laid on his back, pointing a finger at the other middle brother.

“Yeah, yeah,” Raph poked Leo in the middle of his shell, “Calm down, little bro.” Leo giggled and rolled over again before sitting up.

“Uh oh, it looks like Donnie needs a pick-me-up from Dr. Delicate Touch.” Mikey pointed out Donnie’s flustered state.

“No! No I do not!” Donnie yelled, “Don’t you dare come near me!”

“We just want to give you our brotherly love Donnie!” Leo chimed in, his signature smirk painting his face.

“Wahait guys! Aren’t you watching the mohovie?” Donnie backed away from all of his brothers gaining on him.

“Eh,” Mikey shrugged, “I’ve seen it a bunch of times-”

“Yeah, what he said,” Raph cracked his knuckles for dramatic effect.

“There’s no getting out of this is there?” Donnie whimpered, all three of his brothers towering over him.

“Not a chance Don-Ton,” The revenge in Leo’s eyes shone.

“Get him, boys!” Raph shouted.

“Nardo- Mihikey!” Donnie shouted as his brothers tackled him to the floor.

Donnie had started giggling madly before they had even touched him, his rare genuine laughter bouncing off the walls of the sewers.

“D we didn’t even touch you yet!” Mikey giggled, relieving Donnie of the anticipation by digging his fingers into Donnie’s neck.

“I wish this darn battle shell wasn’t in the way,” Leo scratched around the side of his brother’s shell where his real shell met the artificial one, “It hides all of the sensitive spots-”

“NAHARDO!” Donnie cried with laughter, desperately pushing at Leo’s hands in an attempt to escape this torture while also trying to protect his neck from Mikey.

“Alright we all know how Donnie can get so let’s give him a break.” Raph smiled at his younger brothers.

“Aww man, fine-” Leo flipped Donnie’s goggles over his eyes.

“We love you D!” Mikey squeezed Donnie into a hug.

“Yeah, yeah,” Donnie flipped his goggles back up, “Come here you-” Donnie grabbed Mikey and gave him a few ticklish pokes to his neck, earning squeals from the youngest.

“Wahait what part of the movie are we at?” Mikey managed to tear away from Donnie’s grasp.

“We’re already at the end?” Raph turned to the movie.

“I guess we did kind of ruin movie night, sorry guys,” Leo chuckled sheepishly.

“That’s okay, it turned out to be way more fun anyways,” Mikey chirped.

“And embarrassing,” Raph added, giving his brothers a knowing look.

“Huh,” Donnie’s face was suddenly overtaken by his famous grin that meant he had an idea. His brothers turned their heads to look at him.

“Uh, oh,” Raph’s eyes widened, “What have you got planned Donnie?”

“”Uh, oh” is right, dear Raphael,” Donnie made eye contact with his brothers, who all looked confused.

“Is nobody getting what I’m getting at? Nobody? Ugh alright-” Donnie rolled his eyes, “Raph, are you still ticklish?”

Mikey and Leo’s confusion suddenly turned to massive grins as they all turned to the eldest brother.

“Mad dogs! On my signal!” Leo cracked his neck, ready to pounce.

“Uh, oh-”

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