I Love Your New Caddy Fic Omg Also Is Casey In Raphs Lap The Whole Time? Got Confused

This seems super fun!!! I think I have two main favorite shows right now- TMNT (obviously 😘), and the Sonic franchise! (Technically not a 'show', but I've taken a liking to the movies, so it may become something I end up writing for.) I've only seen the first two Sonic movies so far, so I will base this on what I've seen :)

Putting this under the cut because its all pretty long! 👇

TMNT:

I love all of the shows I've watched, so I'm gonna do Rottmnt for this!

Leo and Donnie!

I adore all of the characters, but I'm in such a Disaster Twins mood rn-

Leo: Biiiig switch energy!! Super super ticklish, and loves tickling his brothers!

Donnie: I get ler-lean switch from him! Usually likes to be the one bringing chaos to the table, but enjoys the quality time with trusted family.

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Donnie grinned, evil and triumphant, as his dear twin screeched behind him. The softshell scribbled faster, his short nails running along his sibling's calf, vengeance fueling his movements as he reached a bit higher to carefully scratch at the soft underside of the flailing knee in his grasp.

Leo gasped, breathless laughter pouring from him as he desperately pushed at the other's shoulders, tears blurring his view of the back of his head. He yanked at his leg, trying to free it from Donnie's hands, but the overwhelming tickling sensation never stopped its course throughout his body. "DohoHOHONNIEEHEE! Snrk- IHIHI'M SAHARRY!"

The purple-themed turtle didn't listen, the limbs from his battle shell only stretching his leg out further in response, giving him much easier access to his writhing brother's worst spots. Leo's free leg drummed at his mattress, as he hysterically hit at the teen in front of him, hoping to convince him to stop the tickling that had been going on for what had to have been more than 10 minutes.

"'Nardo, I'm afraid a sorry won't do it this time. It's time you face the consequences for your actions."

Leo shrieked, fresh peals of laughter exploding from him as another hand began tickling under his knee, unable to move his leg at all to protect himself. "EEEAAHAH! Snrk! IHIHI- FAHAHAHACK, IT TICKLEHEHEHES! DEHEEHEEEE!"

He didn't deserve this! Surely a tank tire was replaceable, right? (Not easily, no) The sword-user flailed, helplessly flopping back onto his bed as he wrapped his arms around himself. His tickle-clouded mind began coming to terms with the fact that Donnie likely wouldn't be stopping until he deemed it right to, and he would have to endure the horribly ticklish nails under his knee for who knows how long-

"..Let's make a deal."

The prospect of a way out of his sanity-consuming prison ignited a spark of hope in the turtle's chest. He could escape! Donnie would stop!

"PLEHEHEEAA- Snrk- YEHEHEHES! HAAHAHAHH! HAHAHAHAHAH!"

Donnie smirked, taking his time in speaking while he picked apart whatever was left of his poor twin. "You get another break in 30 more seconds.." he skittered his fingers over the sides of Leo's lower thighs. "So long as I have your word that you will assist me in any work regarding the Turtle Tank for a week."

Leo's eyes widened in giggly surprise, tears staining his sheets as he stubbornly shook his head. "SHIHIHIHIT!! JUHUHUST STAAHAAHAP! Snrk- IHI CAHAHA- Snrk- I CAHAHAAN'T!!"

He threw his head back, losing his mind as a harsh raspberry was blown on the side of his knee. The turtle's sanity slipped away as he crumbled in on himself, arms falling from his sides as he gave up on squirming away.

"Mm, that's too bad. Seems like you should've taken the opportunity." Donnie's fingers curled slightly, fingertips digging into the sensitive nerves at his brother's knee. He took a breath, and blew another raspberry, this time on the center of Leo's kneecap.

"Your loss."

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Sonic:

So far, I think my favorite characters are Sonic and Tom? I know that's a little predictable, but I really like the dynamic they have! Runner-up would probably be Tails, because oh my days, the shenanigans he could get into with Sonic! Anyways-

Sonic: Probably a lee-lean. I can definitely see him giving comfort tickles, or having tickle fights with friends and family, but this silly is just so lee-coded!

Tom: I imagine he's always trying to tickle-attack Maddie, and once his family grows, those attacks spread to his new kiddos too! Probably uses tickling as a more every-day thing.

Tags: @sunsetsandsunshine @rice-cake-teen10 @savemeafruitjuice @smiley-star @let1zya @pokadotpeanut

Game time!

Give me your current favorite series, and your two favorite characters from that series. Then tell me if you see them as lee or ler. THE RED PART IS OPTIONAL. Write a short snippet in the comments or full on post a story and tag me in it. Read the tags for more. And then I'll announce my favorite!

I'm liking a lot of stuff rn.

Ben 10.. Sonic... TMNT... Avatar...

From each of these.

Ben and Kevin- switches.

Sonic and Shadow- switches.

Leo and Mikey- Leo switch and Mikey lee

Aang and Zuko- Aang switch and Zuko lee

Do you like these? Happy playing, and maybe some more games like these will emerge in the future. The winner? I'll think of a prize, but I'll make it my goal to write a fic of those 2 characters! This is helping me with motivation too.

BLOG THEME CHANGE?!?!

Oh yeah, I finally got around to drawing a new profile pic for myself!!!!💙🩵💙🩵💙🩵

FUTURE LEO FIC! 🗣️‼️‼️‼️ LOVE THESE GUYS 💙💙💙

Chase

(Sfw tickling fic; Tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Turns out, ticking off your future self has just a few consequences. . .

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Future Leo💙

“But it would be fuuuun,” Leo complained dramatically, flopping over onto the couch and partially onto Leonardo's lap.

Leonardo chuckled, “I don't think raiding Donnie's lab with glitter would end very fun for you.”

“Exactly why you do it,” Leo grinned, pointing up at the older slider, “You ninja in, place the glitter bomb, ninja out, and then we light it! And bam! Pranked! He'll never know!”

“Except when he checks his camera and attempts to murder both of us,” Leonardo chuckled, idly scrolling through the new phone they'd gotten for him. Casey got one too.

“Oh c'mon!” Leo complained, “It's gotta be more exciting than scrolling through a buncha memes you already know!”

“I'm actually reading a book,”

“Same thing!”

“I never read this before though!” Leonardo argued with a chuckle, shoving Leo away good-naturedly.

Leo's eyes narrowed, and Leonardo watched in real time as a mischievous glint formed in them.

“What are you- HEY!” Leonardo exclaimed as Leo snatched the phone out of his hands and darted off in the opposite direction, “You little thief! Give that back!”

“Try and get it!” Leo taunted, sticking his tongue out and running away faster.

Leonardo jumped up, rushing after the teen and yelling threats.

Leo grinned, sprinting through the lair, months of recovery had made it simple for him, he glanced back, laughing as he saw Leonardo falling behind, “WHAT!? YOUR OLD MAN LEGS CAN'T KEEP UP!”

“OLD!?” Leonardo exclaimed, offended, “I'M GOING EASY ON YOU!”

Leo screeched in panic as Leonardo started running faster, his much longer legs taking only one stride where he took three.

Curse his future self for stealing all the height.

Leo ran faster, ducking into his room and slamming the door shut.

He leaned against it, giggling as he held onto the handle tightly.

“Oh Leo!” Leonardo said evilly from the other side of the door, “Do you reeeally wanna do this? I know all your weaknesses!”

“No you don't!” Leo yelled, giggling as he hid the phone in his dresser drawer.

“Oh really?” Leonardo chuckled, “Fun fact! This door doesn't lock properly. Found that out the hard way.”

“What-!?” Leo exclaimed, screeching and jumping back right as the door was yanked open.

Leonardo grinned evilly, stepping into the room and sliding the door shut, gesturing at the lock, “See? Busted.”

“That's cheating!” Leo exclaimed, huffing and backing against the far corner of the room.

“Are we doing this the easy way, or the hard way?” Leonardo asked, cracking his knuckles, “Wanna tell me where the phone is?”

“I thought you knew all my weaknesses,” Leo giggled, “Shouldn't you know all my hiding spots too?”

Leonardo's eyes narrowed, but he was grinning, “Okay! We'll do this the hard way!”

He dove forward, making Leo scream and jump to the side.

Leo lunged for the door, only to get grabbed by his sides mid-jump. He screeched as Leonardo started squeezing his sides, making him burst into bubbly laughter.

“EEEEK-!” Leo squealed, squirming and yanking at Leonardo's hands.

“Whatcha doing?” Leonardo asked as he lifted him up, grinning evilly as he walked over to the bed.

“LeheeHET gohoHO of meHEE!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs against Leonardo's plastron and trying to pry his hands off.

“Or what?” Leonardo taunted, scribbling his fingers on Leo's sides and getting a couple loud, childish squeals.

“I’ll PRAHAhahahAHANK yahAHAHA soho BahAHAd!” Leo threatened between squeals.

“I'm sure you will,” Leonardo said with an evil grin, tossing Leo onto the bed and sitting on his thighs, keeping the smaller slider effectively pinned.

“WaHaHAit!” Leo said in giggly panic, squirming and trying to uselessly shove Leonardo off of him.

“Wait? For what?” Leonardo said with a smirk, “What're you so squirmy about?”

“Yohohohou knohohow whahahat you're dohohohoing!” Leo exclaimed between giggles, trying his hardest to glare.

“What am I doing?” Leonardo asked, lightly tapping at Leo's plastron and making him squeak, “Hmmm. . .what am I doing?”

“EEE-! ThaHAHAT!” Leo exclaimed, giggling as his sides were poked at.

“What, I gotta fidget to think,” Leonardo said evilly, “Ya mind?”

“NOHO-!”

“Great! You don't mind!” Leonardo exclaimed, before beginning to skitter his fingers all over Leo's ribs.

“NAhaHAHAHA!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs and squirming, “THAhaahaHAHAT’S- SNRT-! naHAHAt whaHAAHat I meheHEant!”

“But, Leeeeo!” Leonardo said dramatically, “I need to focus!”

“AHH- HAHAHAHA!” Leo screamed, drumming his feet on the bed as Leonardo started squeezing at his hips, “NAHAHA!”

“Hmmm, what am I doing?” Leonardo muttered to himself, as if thinking about the question, “Oh! I got it! I'm gonna tickle you for messing with me!”

“NohHOHOHO!” Leo squealed, “DAHAHAN’T!”

Leonardo laughed, tickling at Leo's ribs and laughing as the teen screeched and cackled louder, “Is this a bad spot, Leo?”

“NAHAH- IHIT SNRT- I CAHAAN’T!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs and squirming violently.

“I better move then, huh?” Leonardo smirked, and started tracing Leo's plastron all around his tummy.

“NO-! DohohoHOHON’T you daHAHAhahare!” Leo cried, squirming and grabbing Leonardo's wrists, trying to tug his tickly hands away.

“Oh, don't tickle here,” Leonardo said with an evil grin, “Got it, I'll just tickle here then!”

Leo shrieked as Leonardo started skittering his fingers all over his tummy, “NAHAHAT SNRT- THEHEHERE”

“But you didn't like where I was tickling before!” Leonardo teased with a grin, “I think I'll stay here for a bit, until you make up your mind!”

“NA- YOHOU- SNRT AHH HAHA! NAHAHA!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs as he squirmed and thrashed, “PLEHEHEASE!”

“Please what? Tickle more?” Leonardo asked, grinning evilly, “If you insist!”

Leo screamed, banging his heels on the bed while throwing his head back in hysterical cackles as Leonardo skittered his fingers around his tummy more and even pinched a few times.

“NAHAHA! PLEH- AHH! TOHOHO! IHI CAHAN’T!” Leo squealed, “HEHE- EEE! HAHAHALP MEE!”

Leonardo did a corny villain laugh, “No one's here to save you!”

He started tickling down Leo's sides, making the teen squeal and squirm even more as he slowly tickled down his sides to his hips.

Leo screamed out in laughter when Leonardo started squeezing at his hip bones, making the older slider laugh and then keep tickling down.

“AHHHH! NAHAHA!” Leo screeched as Leonardo started pinching his thighs mercilessly, “DAHAHAN'T! NAHAHA- SNRT WAHAHAIT!”

“Awww,” Leonardo cooed as Leo's hands started flapping in happy stimming, “I always forget how adorable that is! Casey did the same thing.”

Leo's face flushed bright red at the comment, making his stripes blend in as he squirmed and cackled, shoving at Leonardo's hands, “NOHOHO IHIT’S NAHAT!”

“Yes it is!” Leonardo laughed, “It's adorable!”

“NAHAH-” Leo's denial was cut off by a loud squeal when Leonardo started drumming his fingers over his thighs, “AHH! STAHAHAP!”

Leonardo grinned, “But Leo! I gotta focus! Actually, now that you mention it. . .I'm starving.”

“SOHO STAHAP AND GEHEHET FOOHOOD!” Leo cried, a last ditch effort to get the older slider to leave on his own.

“But I can't think on an empty stomach,” Leonardo said, a large mischievous grin spreading across his face, “You mind?”

“WAHAHAIT!” Leo cried as Leonardo grabbed his hands in his massive prosthetic. He pinned his arms over his head, while Leo squirmed and thrashed.

“Dohohon’t yoHOHOhou dahaHAHAre!” Leo threatened in between anticipatory giggles, squirming and trying to yank his hands out of Leonardo's hold.

“Oh, I dare.” Leonardo grinned, and that was all the warning Leo had before he started skittering his free hand in his underarm and leaning down to blow raspberries all over Leo's tummy.

Leo screeched, thrashing and cackling hysterically as he kicked his legs.

The teen howled with laughter as Leonardo meanly blew raspberries all over his helpless belly, all while tracing at his underarm.

“NAHAHA! STAHAHAP! IHIT’S SOHO BAHAHAD! LEHEHEONAHAHARDO! PLEHEHAHASE!”

Leonardo grinned, lightly nibbling at Leo's tummy and making the teen howl with laughter, kicking his legs and squirming helplessly.

“NOHOHO MOHOHORE!” Leo begged, throwing his head back in laughter as happy tears pooled in his eyes. His face was so red his stripes blended in.

“Where'd you put the phone?” Leonardo asked between raspberries and nibbles.

“IHIHIN THEHE DRAHAHAWER!” Leo cried, trying to yank his hands out of Leonardo's grip.

“Which drawer?” Leonardo asked, scooting back and hovering his face over Leo's thigh.

Leo's face paled, “WahaHAHAIT! YoHOHOu BeHEHETeheHER nahAHAHAT!” He managed to exclaim in-between giggles as Leonardo started tickling at his side with his free hand.

“That's not an answer,” Leonardo said with a mean grin, leaning down and blowing a merciless raspberry on Leo's thigh.

Leo screech, a loud, high-pitched sound as he cackled and a few happy tears streamed down his face. His hands flapped frantically in the hold, and he squirmed violently.

“THEHEHEH DREHEHEHESSER DRAHAHAWER! THE TAHAHAHAP OHOHONE! NOHOHOW STAHAHAHAP!” Leo screamed, kicking his legs frantically as his worst spot was targeted with raspberries and small nibbles.

“Finally. Thank you,” Leonardo said with a smirk, finally letting go and getting off of him, “About time. You're as red as a tomato.”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Leo giggled, curling up and clutching at his stomach as he giggled from the phantom feeling.

“I didn't even say ‘tickle’ this time,” Leonardo chuckled, poking the teen on the knee and making him shriek, “But you still ended up blushing!”

“SHUHUT IHIT!” Leo screeched in embarrassment, yanking his legs away as he giggled.

Leonardo chuckled, leaving the room and coming back with a bottle of water. He sat on the bed and pulled Leo onto his lap, rubbing his shell as the teen sipped at the water.

“You suck!” Leo exclaimed when he'd finally calmed down from his giggle-high.

“Not my fault you ran! I know all your weaknesses, remember?” Leonardo laughed, poking Leo's stomach and making him jump and squeak.

I love writing with these two :,>

Am I the only one that likes Future Leo being a father-figure to Leo?? Are they the same person? Yea. Do I care? Nope ^^💙

Might make art of this later, but I gotta make a few fan art pieces first >:3

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Tickletober Day 20- Tease

This is a 2003 fic! I'm really feeling the tiredness from writing every day, but I think I've got it in me to do the rest of the month. I've been wanting to write for lee '03 Donny for a while, so I guess this is my opportunity!

Lee: Donny

Ler: Raph, Mikey

TW!: None!

"Oh Don!~ I need help with the tv, I think it's broken!"

"Not again, Mikey.. This is the fifth time this week!" The purple-themed turtle sighed, standing up from his desk and walking over to where his brother sat, hand stabilizing his crossbody bag as he jumped down from the platform.

"Let me see what the problem is.." He moved to the back of the many television sets, checking outlets and wires for any disconnections or fraying parts. His eyes narrowed, following a wire to its respective tv, and paused, confused when nothing seemed to be wrong.

"Hmm, I'm not seeing any issues.." he walked back around to where the youngest was, startling as he saw Raph there was well, arms crossed as he looked at the blank screens. "O-Oh, Raph! When did you get there?.."

The elder shrugged. "Heard Mikey over here complainin' 'bout the tvs not workin'." He tilted his head, running a finger along the top of one of the screens. "Thought ya fixed them the other day.." Donny sighed, nodding. "At least I thought I did. Apparently, they keep breaking. I just don't know what's wrong with them."

A whine was heard from the orange-clad. "Are you saying you can't fix it? Donnn, I need tv!"

"Shaddup, Mike. He hears ya.." the sai-user hushed, turning back to his more reserved brother. "Surprised to hear even the all-time genius is havin' a tough time. Too much stress, Don?" the elder teased, but the last sentence has a tone of concern to it. Donatello's cheeks went pink, and he began fiddling with his fingers. "Uhm, I don't know.. Everything's going just fine, so-"

"You sure, bro? You look a little flushed."

The olive-toned mutant stuttered a little. He always did get nervous rather easily.. Mikey scooted over to his genius brother, hands clasped together as he stared up at him with puppy-dog eyes. "Pleeease fix the tv! I'm begging you!"

"O-Okay, Mikey. Stop that, I'm doing my best." The youngest latched onto his leg, clinging tightly onto the limb, leaving Donny to try and step away, unable to do so with the new weight. The nunchuck-user nuzzled into his thigh, still babbling out pleas to have the television fixed. At the contact, the scientist's mouth pulled into a smile, pushing gently at the younger's head.

"Ah! No, thahat- tihicklehes!"

"Please fix it!"

At that instant, Donny crumpled to the ground, still trying to get his brother off of him. "Ooh, you'd better listen to him, Don. He sounds serious."

Mikey didn't let go, pressing his face into the other's knee instead. Donny yelped, kicking out at the feeling. "Wahait! Dohon't, I- Hehey!" Raph had sat behind the purple-themed turtle, snatching his arms up and pulling them above his head. "Get 'im, Mike. I don't think he's listenin' to ya."

Mikey giggled, letting go of the older's leg, only to sit on his waist and poke at his torso. "Pay attention, Donnyyy!" The turtle scrunched his nose up, giggles interrupting his words. "Rahaph, don't emcourahage hihim! Ahah!"

"Encourage what? I'm helpin' ya with yer listenin' skills." The elder of the three teased, leaning into his brother's ear, making him squeak and scrunch his shoulders up a bit. "Noho, you're nohot!"

"Oh, so now I'ma liar. Don't be so rude, Don." The elder darted his arm down, now only using one hand to hold up his brother's, squeezing at the side of his neck. The bo-staff-user squealed, throwing his head to the side and flailing about.

"Hahah! NO- I dihiHIdn't sahay tHAHAT!" He squawked as the youngest began kneading his ribs, twisting and turning to try and fight the ticklish sensation. "Yeah? Then what did ya say?"

Donny's brain was frazzled, the buzzing feeling at his neck and ribs were mixing up his thoughts. He couldn't even remember what he said! "IHI- I fohorgot! Stohop it!" His entire face was dusted a shade of pink, eyes closing at the intimidating sound of his brother's voice.

"That's what I thought."

There was a moment of dead silence, both turtle's hands stopping, before Don saw Mikey share a look with the other. Before he could even utter out an apology, four hands were drilling into his sides. It took only a split second for his now free hands to dart down, but it made no difference to the ticklish agony he was plunged into.

"HAHAHAH! GUHUYS,- SNRK- STOHOHOP! HAAH!"

A loud snort escaped from his mouth, making the youngest snicker as he continued wiggling his fingers into the squishy flesh of his sides, unprotected by a shell. "Gee, Don. Think ya can fix the tv now? I wanna watch some shows with Mikey ov'a here."

The scientist stomped his feet on the hard ground, elbows trying to press down over his sibling's hands to cover himself, but the tickling didn't stop. "YEHEHES! YEHES, IHI'LL TRY TO-HAHA! IHI'LL TRY!"

Mikey groaned, blowing a raspberry in the middle of the elder's plastron. "I don't want you to try, I want the it to work!" Donny squealed during the entirety of the raspberry, curling in on himself and bucking frantically until it was over.

"OHOHOKAHAY! OKAYOKAY! IHI'LL FIHIX IT!"

That got the youngest to stop, but Raph only shot his hands up, squeezing the muscle in the back of his armpits. Donny screeched, face bright red as he laughed, arms slamming down, only trapping the ticklish feeling. "RAHAHAPH!"

"Alright, fine.." The red-themed mutant slipped his hands out of his brother's underarms, hoisting him up into his lap with a bear hug. "C'mere, brainiac.."

Don slumped into the hold, panting slightly as he caught his breath. He moved his head to the side, pushing Mikey away with his foot when he tried to grab onto his leg again. Instead, the nunchuck-user knee-walked around him, and sat next to Raph, who pulled him into the hug as well.

The three smiled, peacefully sitting together for a moment, until Mikey checked the time.

"My show is on in ten minutes!"

The purple-themed mutant sighed. "I'm on it.."

For my request, I meant ROTTMNT. Sorry for the confusion!

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Alright! Thank you for clarifying!

Hope you have a great day!! 😊😊

(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.."

Lee Casey comfort tkls? Like he has a nightmare about his past (future?) and his new family helps him calm down (April, Mikey raph Leo Donnie)

la di daa~

(this has spoilers for the Rise! movie, so beware!!)

TW!: ANGST (Flashbacks), NIGHTMARE, CHARACTER DEATHS (Canon to the movie)

Lee! Casey Junior, slight Leo

Ler! Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo, April

It's cold.

Everyone is scared, and tired.

"We lost.."

Casey Junior was lying stiff as a board on the ground. He held his breath. They could come at any moment, and he'd be unprepared. The horrible Krang would invade their home, and kill the rest of his family. They'd already lost so much- he knew he wouldn't be able to go on if they got Master Leonardo, or Michelangelo. No matter how tough his senseis are, there is no guarantee they'd survive.

Oh, Michelangelo. His kind eyes were wise well beyond his years. He remembered how he would smile and comfort him after a stressful day, and how incredible he looked when using his ninpo. The bright glow never failed to amaze him. Especially the portals he'd make-

No.

Don't think about that.

But it was too late. Reality hit Casey like a brick, and he remembered the last time he saw him, saw any of his family, and even the world he grew up in, being pushed into a portal after Mikey's sacrifice.

He startled with a gasp, jolting upwards and scanning the dark room he was in. Right, he was in a different timeline now. A safer one, but a much lonelier one.

All of the despair that lingered in his chest from the dream overwhelmed him, tears carrying the sadness from his eyes as he brought a hand to his mouth- a habit he'd picked up as to not bring attention to himself. Any noise could be the difference between life and death in The Resistance.

Casey sat there for a moment on the soft bed that was set up for him by Raphael. He knew the Krang were gone, that the horrors were over, but why was it so hard to move on? He sighed. He couldn't just forget and live a normal life after that. He was the only piece of evidence anyone would ever see that his world existed. Moving on would be too difficult.

It was what Master Leonardo would have wanted for him.

He grimaced, sobbing helplessly into his hand once more. His sensei would want him to be happy.

There were footsteps down the hall.

They were coming closer.

Casey backed up on the bed, pressing up against the wall behind him. There was a soft knock on the wall, a quiet voice calling out to him.

"Casey? Are you alright? I heard a noise.."

It was Donatello.

He'd know the voice anywhere. The raven-haired teen relaxed his shoulders slightly, a weak answer coming forth.

"Yeah, I-I'm fine."

Yikes. He definitely sounded like he'd been crying. There was a slight pause at the door.

"..Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure."

Casey wiped his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. The olive-skinned turtle pushed back the curtains at the doorway, assessing the situation. He sat next to the disheveled looking boy.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

After a small head-shake, the purple-themed turtle fidgeted with his fingers. "I'm not the best at this.. Would it be okay for me to get the others? I'm sure they wouldn't mind- If you're okay with them being in here, that is."

"Okay."

"I'll be right back then."

A minute or so later, Donnie returned with his brothers and April, all groggily stumbling into the train car. "Are you alright, future boy?" April asked, noticing the red tint in his eyes.

"I'm okay, just a bad dream I guess."

A very sleepy looking Leo walked into the train car, slumping down next to Casey and resting his head on his shoulder. Casey couldn't tell if the turtle had fully processed what he was doing, but judging by the slurred muttering, he guessed not. "Ya know.. 'S okay to be sad, things'r gonna be tough.."

Mikey was next to come in, sitting to the boy's left and offering a tired smile, all too similar to that of the one his future self wore. "Is it about what happened a couple days ago?" he nodded, and the youngest brother gently took his hand, squeezing ever so slightly. The rest of the crew had come into the room, sitting on the ground as they provided various comforts.

"It's just hard to get over, you know? I mean, my whole world was literally stripped away.. Everyone I care about." the teen was met with empathetic eyes, and looked down in embarrassment. "I'm sorry for waking you guys up. I know it's late, and you're all tired."

"Hey, don't be sorry. We wanna make sure you're good. You're family, and we take care of family, no matter what." the artist assured, prompting April to add on. "Mikey's right. We'd hate to see anyone we care about upset."

"C'mere, Case." Raph, who had a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, made grabby-hands at Casey, to which the boy timidly stood, causing Leo to grumble and prop himself up with one arm as an alternative to his shoulder. The teen shuffled closer to the snapper, until he was in arms reach. The oldest pulled him into his lap, cradling the smaller teen in his legs.

Casey readjusted, lying on his side as his back now faced Raphael. April leaned over, cupping the raven-haired boy's face, rubbing the base of his ear with her thumb. He scrunched up slightly at that, a smile forming on his lips as he brought his shoulder up instinctively to protect himself.

In between fleeing and fighting for their lives, there had been many times when Casey had been tickled by his family. And though it became less common as he got older, Leonardo had still made sure the boy laughed and had as much fun as possible, one of his favorite methods being via tickles.

This timeline's Leo slid down from the bed and crawled over to the group, followed by Mikey. The slider seemed to be very cuddly, as he draped himself over the two, nuzzling into Casey's neck, smirking when he started giggling. "Wahahait- that feeheels wehihird!"

The futuristic teen squirmed lightly, though the sword-wielder's weight pinned down his left arm, forcing him onto his back. Mikey smiled brightly, newfound energy emanating from him as he joined in on the fun. "You're ticklish? Aww, that's so cute!"

Mikey scribbled over the other side of his neck, grinning wider when he all but melted into the touch. Pink spread over his cheeks, and he tilted his head back, indirectly opening himself up for more scritches. Leo happily took this offer, tickling under his chin. "Dohon't- Don't sahay thahahat!"

"What, that you're ticklish, or that you're cute?" April switched to tracing the shell of the boy's ear, a fond smile splayed on her lips as Casey Junior struggled to keep his composure. He had to admit, even though his fight or flight response was going a little crazy, the affection was taking his mind off of his troubles, calming him down and clearing his head.

"Neihihither!" an overly-dramatic gasp sounded, followed by a halfhearted chastisement from the intellectual soft shell. "Gasp. I think you might be in denial, Casey Jones Junior, because you reside with both of those adjectives, whether you like it or not." and with that, Donnie leaned around Leo, worming his hand under his belly to reach Casey's side. "Nardo, move. You're blocking all the good spots."

Leo squealed, pausing his attack on Casey's chin to curl up, shaking his head as Donnie continued to burrow underneath him. "Dohohonniehe! Stahahap!" The scientist quirked a brow. "Then move, you doofus!"

Donnie's attention redirected to Leo, now squeezing both of his sides as the mentioned turtle thrashed atop of the others, giggling like mad. "OHOKAHAY! IHIHI GihiHIve uhup!" Donnie pulled his hands back, allowing his brother to roll into Raph, his shell pressed against the oldest's plastron as he calmed his giggles.

Donnie paused before sticking his tongue out at Leo, squeezing Casey's left side, rather than the one the blue-themed turtle had been covering in the first place. Leo managed a glare through his residual laughter but got over it pretty quickly, going back to nuzzling the raven-haired boy's neck.

Raph smiled down at his family, enjoying the peaceful time spent together. He decided to join in as well, lifting up Casey's borrowed t-shirt, which was way too big for him, but because they had been trying to recover and recuperate, they hadn't had time to go shopping for clothes for him, and traced along his belly, also giving Donnie more space to tickle as the younger now targeted the teen's ribs.

It was safe to say that Casey was losing his mind. Between Mikey fluttering at his neck, April now scratching at his scalp and Leo practically boring into him, he had no chance of holding back any noises that came from his mouth as Donnie pinched at various places on his ribs and Raph skittered over his torso, who chuckled as he struggled to curl in on himself, part of him wanting desperately to escape, while the rest of him was happy and relaxed in his new friend's- no, family's arms.

"GUHUhuys, Ihi caHAHAn't!" the teen yelped, eyes screwed shut as he hid his pink face behind Leo. "Ah ah ah~" Mikey tsked, "No hiding, we want to see your cute little face!" the artist moved his fluttering up to the boy's jaw, making him giggle a little louder and turn his head to block out the offending fingers. "There we go! Your smile's so pretty, Junior!"

Casey squeaked as Donnie hit a particularly sensitive spot on his ribs, making him arch upwards slightly, before descending into louder giggles as the olive-skinned turtle stayed there. His free hand, which had been previously gently pushing at Leo's head, went to grab Donnie's wrist, only to have fingers wiggle into his armpit.

"MIHICHELAHAHANGELO! NAhahaHA, PLEHEHEASE!" He immediately clamped his arm down, but that did little to stop the orange-themed turtle from pressing into the sensitive skin. Casey tried to roll over to his right to dampen the sensation, but Leo prevented him from doing that as well.

April cooed, still playing with his hair, as Raph went to squeeze at the boys knees, smiling wider as he kicked his legs out. His knees were a bad spot, and Casey squealed, unsure of how much more he could take before tapping out.

His last bit of resolve flew out the window when Leo blew a raspberry against his neck, making him jolt away. "NOHOHO MOHORE! IHI CAHAN'T!"

Everyone's fingers slowed, Mikey and Donnie backing up a little to give him space. Casey panted, wrapping his unpinned arm around his torso, trying to catch his breath.

"You okay? We gotcha pretty good there." Mikey asked, snickering at the giggly puddle they had reduced the tense boy to. "Yeheah, just need toho- cahatch my breheath." He managed, taking in lung fulls of air.

The eldest brother picked up the two in his lap, gently placing them atop his chest, letting out a grunt when April crashed into him to join them. Donnie lied beside Raph, pressing against his side, Mikey crawling on top of all of them, making his siblings laugh.

Casey yawned, relaxing under the bodies, and began falling asleep, the rest taking his lead. "You don't mind the extra weight, right Raph?" Leo asked, to which the sai user chuckled. "Nah, Raph doesn't mind."

This was an older ask, but my brain refused to let me work on anything else, so here you go! This was so fun to write, and turned out to be really sweet and fun! 😊

Feel better soon berry!!! Don’t rush yourself

Thank you very much!! 🥹

You're welcome!! :)))

Wanted to write this for my friend @xavitron883, that is inspired by their artwork which you can find here! 👇👇👇

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Air ticklish Casey is probably the cutest thing i have ever thought of Like he is EXTREAMLY air ticklish to the point where he'll be a gigg

Note that this has spoilers for the Rise movie!! Okay here you go!

Lee! Casey Junior

Ler! Mikey

TW!: DEPICTION OF A MILD SCRATCH! (Just an accidental injury, nothing crazy, but they patch it right up!) Other than that just a turtle and his friend!

This shouldn't have been a big deal. Or, even anything worth noting in the first place.

All that had happened was that Casey had gotten a little scratch on his side, having a competition with Mikey over who could run the fastest across the lair, the boy having accidentally scraped against the table in his efforts to win the race. He would have lost anyways, though it was pretty obvious from the start that he couldn't outrun a literal mutant turtle, ESPECIALLY one with powers.

At his wince of pain, said box turtle had immediately stopped and told him to sit down so he could see if it was a bad scratch, and Casey had, lifting his sweater up to expose his now aching side.

"Hmm, it's not too bad. It'll probably bruise though. Want me to get you a bandaid?" Mikey had leaned down to inspect the scratch, already coloring his skin pink, clashing against his lighter colored flank. The raven-haired boy flushed a little at the attention, but nodded.

"Okay. You stay here, and I'll be right back!"

And so he waited, readjusting his grip on the soft knitted article bunched in his fingers as he watched Mikey walk out of the room.

Soon enough, the artist had come back with a bandage in hand, as well as a little tube of antibacterial cream, and sat back down next to the boy. The teen put some of the cream on his finger before carefully reaching his finger over.

Casey immediately became hyper-aware of the finger about to graze his side, breath hitching as he struggled to calm himself. The orange-themed turtle, ever the observer, immediately noticed the way his stomach sucked in slightly, and the small smile creeping into the other's face.

In all honestly, Casey couldn't stop thinking about fingers wiggling across his sides, or squeezing his knees, or.. just being tickled in general, all day. It was beyond embarrassing to admit- to even think about when Mikey was here just trying to help, kind actions and words sent his way, while here he was, struggling with a lee mood.

"Case..? You okay?"

Casey nodded quickly, wanting so badly to tear his eyes away and just not be so sensitive, but his body had other plans. "I'm fine, nothing's wrong!" He finally was able to look away, hiding his face in the neck of his sweater as Mikey looked at him curiously. The turtle shrugged, and swiped his finger over the hurt area, eliciting a yelp from the other.

"It doesn't hurt that bad, does it?" the artist asked, voice laced with concern for the other, only seeming to further the raven-haired boy's embarrassment. "No.. It's nothing. You can keep going."

Mikey immediately pouted, sensing something off about the teen, but ultimately focused on unwrapping the bandaid as he eyed Casey, whose eyes were once again glued to the hand raised over his side, twitching uneasily on the floor.

The turtle teen pressed the bandage to his side, gauging all of his reactions as he smoothed the thin material over the boy's skin. He saw how Casey had tensed up, still mistaking it for pain, until a small giggle escape from his lips.

"Wait... Casey, what was that?" Mikey asked, slowly starting to piece together the other's actions, as said teen covered his flushed face with his hand. "I.." he sighed. "Sorry, it kind of tickled. I didn't mean to make a bi-"

The empath stopped him before he could carry on, a surprised smile resting on his features. "Oh. Hehe, oops! Wow, and I was barely doing anything! You must be pretty ticklish." Casey dropped the hem of his sweater from his hands, the cloth once more covering the now bandaged surface of his skin as he averted eye contact. Butterflies were flapping in his stomach, Mikey's words only empowering his current mood.

"Uhm- Ihi.." Words were failing the dark-eyed teen, letting out a sigh. Maybe he could just ask him? Casey stuttered for another second, before finding enough composure to ask. "Can.. Can you tickle me?"

Mikey immediately lit up, smile widening as he chirped. "Sure!"

The raven-haired boy squeaked as wiggling fingers came towards him, fight or flight instinct going crazy for a second before he could fight it down. "I'm not dohohoing anything, why ahare you laughing?" The artist giggled along with him, hands moving to wiggle just above his sides, and grabbed the boy to hold in his lap.

"Ihi- I duhunnoho! AH!" It turned out that being grabbed with the impression that you're about to be tickled isn't the best for your nerves, seeing as Casey had practically screeched at the hands cupped under his arms, being picked up like some kind of cat, only to be faced with wiggling fingers dangerously close to his ribs.

"Dude, I haven't even touched you yet!"

He wrapped his arms around himself protectively, legs kicking out in giddy anticipation. "EEHEEHEEK! MIHIKEY, PLEASE!" The smaller jerked away from the hands, unable to control his reaction as his face flushed a deep pink. He squeezed his eyes shut, but soon realized that it was much worse not being able to see the hands, and quickly opened them again.

"Aww, you really are ticklish! Tickle tickle~"

Casey shook his head, scrunching his shoulders up, trying to evade the box turtle's hands as they inched closer. "JUHUHUST- JUST DOHO IHIHIT! EEK!"

Mikey decided to stop teasing him after a bit, shrugging. "Okahay! Here I cohome~" The artist crept his hands closer to the teen's sides, before digging under his armpits, drawing out bright laughter from the other.

"HAHAHA! M-MIHIKEHEY!"

Hello everyone! This was supposed to come out yesterday, but it was really late for me and I couldn't proof-read properly. I apologize for it being pretty short, but I hope you like it! Have a great day/night!