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This was supposed to be for TickleTober last year, but I am bad at keeping track but I'm still proud of this and want to share.
Also this is my first tickle fic in like years so apologies for the quality.
Lee: Splinter
Ler: Little Mikey
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Hamato Yoshi blinked wearily awake, sleep barely leaving him. Well, If he could even call it sleep. It was more akin to his body passing out in exhaustion after 4 days of no sleep. Nightmares plagued him once more, and he was once again paying the price. Joy.
"What time is it?" He muttered and glanced over to the Clock he managed to find. 15 minutes passed 8. That was extremely late for him, He'd be waking his boys by now. Splinter sighed. Yet he'd kill for a few more moments of sleep. The rat felt his Eye lids droop low again, if just for 10 more minutes. Then he'd get up. Just...a few more peaceful minutes. His children were 7 now, and they....usually knew better. His ears tuned into the sounds of the lair. He could hear the TV playing some childish show as well as the chatter of his sons. They knew the rules, they could survive 10 more minutes without him. Yes...just...10 more minutes.
With that, Splinter closed his eyes once more and let out a soft sigh. Slowly his breath started to even out and his body relaxed. In...Out....In....Out....In...Out.
"Papa?" A whispered voice came from the other side of the screen that almost made him jump. Splinter didn't respond, hoping the little voice would leave him be.
It didn't.
The screen door opened, and he heard footsteps softly walk over to him. "Papa?" The voice tries again. Ah, it was Michaelangelo. It'd make sense that his youngest would check on him, but he really hoped his son would grow bored and just go back to playing his brothers. However, the rat was getting increasingly unlucky.
"Papa..." Michaelangelo sounded annoyed, and Yoshi could just picture that adorable pout on his face before he felt tiny hands try and shake him. "Papa Wake up!" It took Splinter some willpower to not laugh at his son's adorable antics. Ah, a part of him wanted to "wake up" just to scoop in his arms to hug him, but a more prominent part said to just stay quiet, and the child will leave.
"If you don't get up....I'll punish you!" Michaelangelo said that with such confidence, mimicking his own words whenever he went to wake his sons. Usually, Raphael or Donatello. Splinter felt the covers being Slowly pulled off him, a slight chill but still he didn't stir.
"Last chance Papa. Wake. Up." This boy was so stubborn yet so so amusing. Once again Yoshi repressed another laugh as he felt the son's eyes bore into his soul.
And then the poking started.
Something Yoshi was still coming to terms with about his new body was the fact it was surprisingly very sensitive. Not that he didn't have his weak spots as a human, but at least he built up a little immunity. Here and now...there was none. His son's small pokes focused close to his sides, itchy but bearable. Splinter breathed deeply to ignore the sensation but then his son started touching his ribs and Splinter refrained from jolting. A more sensitive spot. He felt laughter start to bubble inside his chest threatening to burst like a fizzy soda. The wise master fought the feeling down, yet it was getting increasingly hard. Honestly Splinter was shocked he was this sensitive, another curse with his mutation. He heard another huff of frustration from his child before he felt the poke to his stomach.
He jolted.
It was something that was very involuntary, but he hoped his son didn't notice. Yet then he heard a gasp, before he felt spidering fingers across his stomach.
Damn it.
"Michaelangelo!" Yoshi couldn't hold back those chuckles that bubbled up inside him. Of course, His stomach was his most sensitive spot. He vaguely remembered a few pokes from childhood that would make him burst into giggles, and if he was honest with himself, He didn't exactly hate this. Yes, this was silly and childish, but after days of insomnia and nightmares this was honestly what he needed. To laugh away with the pain and fear his mind plagued him with. Between his laughter, the rat's sensitive hearing picked up Michaelangelo's own giggles. Bubbly and bright as his youngest himself. Opening one of his eyes, he saw just how excited and happy his son was making him laugh. Then their gazes met.
"Hi Papa!" Michealangelo said excitedly before climbing onto his hips. Splinter couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hello my son."
"Are you gonna get up now?" It was such an innocent question. One he should have responded with 'Yes I shall'. Yet that playful side of him, a side of him he was somewhat ashamed of woke up with a vengeance and he didn't stop that silly smirk from etching its way on his face.
"Hmmmm....No." And he closed his eyes once again, a chuckle rumbling through his chest as he heard his child's gasp. Then he heard a huff.
"You asked for this!" The boy declared, most likely mimicking someone on his cartoons, and went right back to tickling. Yoshi fell back into laughter, one hand lightly covering his mouth and the other clutching his kimono. He would admit, Michealangelo was very good at tickling which surprised him knowing he was often the one being tickled, either for being "annoying" or just because. It took a bit of willpower, but Splinter kept himself still. Half because he feared moving could hurt his youngest and half....well
Plainly because he found was having fun.
Truly, when was the last time he laughed like this? If ever? The master could not pinpoint a time even as a human. That wasâŠhonestly very depressing when he thought about it. However, that thought left him when he felt the tickling fingers hit where his belly button used to be and a strangled noise came from him. His laugh seemed to rise in pitch. He probably looked so stupid.
âMichaelangelOHOHOHO!!!â Looks like a sweet spot was found. His ears picked up another strange sound and his son almost squealed. His fingers stopped momentarily giving him a small reprieve, letting him fill his lungs with much needed air. The master gave his son a confused look on why he suddenly stopped? Yoshi could have sworn he saw stars in his little oneâs eyes. Usually that meant mischief was coming.
âPapa you chirped!â He giggled. Yoshi took this time to catch his breath but the child's words sank in. Those soundsâŠwere him. The master felt himself heat up in embarrassment and his fur fluffed up in response. He chirped? He could do that?! If he was anyone else, heâd bury his face in his hands. Yet, he found he could not look his son in the eyes due to his fluster. This new knowledge played over and over in his head. Splinter barely registered the worried âPapa?â before he felt the tickly fingers return which jolted him out of his mind and back into laughter.Â
âCheer up Papa! I think your chirps are cute!â He appreciated his son's praise but all it did was make him more embarrassed. Yet that feeling seemed to drift as he allowed himself to get lost in the feeling of laughing with no care. It felt freeing. Relieving. For a brief moment, he didn't have to be the serious and calm sensei his sons knew him as most of the time. He could just be a father, laughing and playing with his son. Yoshi soaked in this strange affection he was given.Â
His heart was beating, his sides were starting to hurt, his lungs took in all the air they could. Usually, intense training was the cause if not a fight. The fact that this was caused by something so playful and safeâŠit relaxed him enough to let his guard down. In these silly playful moments, He could justâŠbe.Â
Soon Splinter found he had his fill from the affection so that's when he moved. In the blink of an eye he sat up, startling his playful captor, and without thought he pulled him close. Soft laughs still coming from him. Michaelangelo made a squeak sound, yet Yoshi felt him curl up in his arms, his head over his chest. There was silence as Father and Son just cuddled close, enjoying the carefree atmosphere surrounding them. When there was slight movement, Splinter looked down into the bright baby blue eyes of his child.
âGood Morning Papa.â He said with a smile. The rat couldn't help but smile back.
âGood morning my Michaelangelo.â He said warmly and gave the boy a nuzzle, making him laugh as he assumed his whiskers tickled him. Ah such a sweet sound, Yoshi was tempted to return the tickles that were given, however a new sound caught him off guard.
âSensei?â A quiet yet calm voice came from outside his room, and looking up Splinter saw his older three sons staring in with curiosity and a little jealousy.Â
âAh my sons, Good morning.â He said with a little smile. Leonardo and Donatello smiled back but Raphael looked at him with suspicion.Â
âSensei we heard you laughing, Whatâs so funny?â He asked with his arms crossed. His cool colored children looked like they had the same question. Yoshi, for all his quick thinking skills, found he could not come up with a good or convincing lie. He knew he did not laugh often, and when he did it was his usual âheheheheâ. So, what could he say that would not force him to reveal his sensitivity and allow him to keep some dignity.
âI told papa a funny story.â Michaelangelo's voice pulled him from his thoughts. Oh his sweet child came to his aid, he was getting a cookie later.Â
âYes, a very funny story.â Splinter said with a little smile down to his youngest. His older three looked suspicious still.
âOkayâŠWhatâs the story?â Donnie asked but Michaelangelo pouted in response.
âNot telling!â Oh yeah, this child was definitely getting a cookie.
As his sons began to bicker amongst themselves over this relatively small manner, Yoshi smiled warmly at the sound. He doubted his sons believed Michaelanegloâs little tale but that bought him time to come up with a better one. Yet he could not help but feel his eyes become heavy again. All that laughing was enjoyable yet draining. Without realizing it, he let out a large yawn and his children looked at him in slight shock.
âSensei? Are you OK?â Leo asked with worry in his voice. Splinter just gave his children a guilty smile.
âMy apologies boys, IâŠhave not been sleeping well.â He said and his children looked even more shocked, then the older three rushed over to him.
âSensei get some sleep!!â Leonardo
âYeah, You'll be even crankier than usual if you don't!â Raphael
âSleep is healthy! That's what you always say!â Donatello.
His boy's concern for his sleep habits were heart warming yet he shook his head. He was the parent, not them.
âIt is alright my sons, besides I must make you all breakfast.â He said beginning to move but he felt 8 hands try to push him back down.
âPapa go to sleep, We'll be ok!â Michaelangelo stared at him with intensity, actually all 4 of them were. Their stubbornness knew no bounds, something they inherited from him and while it was usually an annoying point today it was given a pass.Â
â....Alright, I shall sleep if it will make you all happy.â He smiled before a serious expression crossed his face. âDo not allow me to sleep past 9:45, understand?âÂ
âYes Sensei/Papa.â Was the unanimous answer. Splinter chuckled before letting Michaelangelo go and laying back on his sleep mat. His boys immediately âtuckingâ him in. A sweet gesture none of the less. One by one, he received some sort of affection from his children. A hug from Leonardo, a head pat from Raphael, a nuzzle from Donatello, and a forehead kiss from Michaelangelo.
âNighty Night Papa!â His little one said but then he heard his smartest groan.
âMikey itâs morning, You canât say that!â Donatello lightly scolded him. Mikey pouted.
âWhat should I say then?â
âTell him âSleep wellâ Dummy!â Splinter sighed at them and sat up a little before another fight could break out.
âDonatello, do not call your brother a âdummyâ. Thank you Michaelangelo.â Mikey smiled at that, while Donnie pouted.Â
âCome on, letâs go watch TV.â Leo said, gently tugging his brothers out. Raph and Donnie went without issue, yet Mikey gave a smile and wave before leaving.Â
Yoshi watched as his door slid shut, and listened as his children went back to the main room. Their voices were soft, it made him smile as they were being respectful. Letting his head lean back, he let out another yawn as his eyes started to drift close. A paw rested over his chest and another chuckle left his mouth. Splinter felt a warm peaceful feeling inside of him. If he had to describe it, it would be like a hug.
As Splinter's mind drifted into dreams, a fleeting thought drifted by-
I think Splinter has a very Love/Hate relationship with being teased.
On one hand, it makes him feel weak and small. It goes against everything he is. On the other hand, that's kinda why he loves it. That flustered feeling is annoying but fun at the time. It's a contradiction for him.
Unfortunately (or Fortunately) Mikey picked up on this quick and mood depending, he'll tease Splinter endlessly, within his boundaries of course. It's a balance with Splinter, and if Mikey goes too far, Splinter's walls go up for a while. So Mikey has learned when to ease up or stop entirely.
On a more fun note, Mikey goes to Donnie for teasing tricks and words. Donnie does know what it's for and he's only too happy to help.
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ik I had asked whether you do headcanons for characters beside Splinter, but I reread the headcanons you made last time and now I think you've gotten me addictedđ
Prompts J, K, P and V for Splinter 2012
LMAOOOOO!!!! YES JOIN ME BESTIE!!!
Tickly Alphabet!
J: Joy | Their absolute favorite thing about tickling?
As a Ler, he loves seeing his kids happy. While he can be distant at times, He is aware (mostly) that they go through hell and back. Splinter only wants his children to smile even through the tough times.
As a Lee, the freedom to not be serious and stoic. The freedom to just laugh away his fears and anxiety. The freedom to just....be.
Tickling is a form of escapism for him and a way to bond with his family. Something not rough like fighting, but something silly and simple.
K: Killer Move | As a ler, do they have special skills to use against their lees and drive them crazy with?
This man knows how to use his claws to his advantage. Scratching a certain spot just right to get the most giggles out of his lee. It's a moved that's both fear and anticipated.
P: Partner In Crime | If they were to go after a lee and accept the aid of a tickle partner, who do they prefer to join hands with and why?
Splinter is very flexible with team ups. Be it holding someone down or helping with the tickling, it doesn't matter what role he plays he does it well.
V: Victim | As a ler, who is their favorite lee and what makes this person their ultimate victim?
He doesn't really have favorites, but if a child seems sad or needs affection, he'll target them. If he's bored and in a ler mood, he tends to target whoever he knows won't put up a massive fight that day.
lol you're so right about Mikey continuing the game
he'd definitely try to tickle the rat man but Splinter won't let him unless he earns it and even then it would probably be a private thing between him and Mikey. Almost like it's their special thing
i imagine Splinter and Mikey have private training sessions to improve Mikey's focus and during those sessions, they goof off a lot and have some father-son bonding time (with tickiing involved from time to time)
I seriously wish we got to see the two of them interact more in canon. I love how they're in sync with each other sometimes like that ep where donnie invented the smoke bombs and Mikey said he'd go get Splinter and threw the smoke bomb and when the smoke cleared Splinter was already there đ€Ł
or the time Mikey was listening to music and still managed to catch Splinter's punch without looking
you can't tell me those 2 didn't spend time together
Mikey is literally the only turtle to call Splinter 'papa' in canon
Absolutely agree.
I feel like there are times where Splinter just needs a break from the constant stress and anxiety of raising his kids, and (not) dealing with his trauma which are moments where Splinter allows himself to be tickled without pushback. Mikey gives his father that break without teasing and just gives him tickle cuddles.
AND YES!! These two absolutely spent time together! They are so much more similar than the fandom gives them credit for! Splinter is legitimately, a massive sweetheart who is silly, whimsical, and copes with his trauma with humor EXACTLY like Mikey.
ALSO, that is his youngest! His baby! Splinter probably spoils and indulges his antics a little more than his brothers.
you made a post about Splinter recently and I just wanted to say that if he was ever a lee, it would be in a situation where he's indulging whoever is tickling him
just like how he was holding back with the turtles in "I, Monster" and Leo managed to land a punch on him, would someone be able to tickle him and think they outbested him when really he's the one who's letting them tickle him
I imagine that he used to train the turtles as kids by playing a form of hide and seek with them to improve their stealth skills
he'd give them time to hide and go searching for them. If he found you he'd tickle you and you'd be out of the game
the turtle who won was the one that managed to sneak up on him and ofc the turtles being cheeky would try tickle him whenever they snuck up on him
and just to humour them he'd maybe let them win sometimes and let them tickle him for just a little before stopping them
as the turtles grew up such games stopped and I doubt any of them tried to tickle him after that cause they respect him too much to do that anymore but Splinter secretly misses playing such childish games with them
Omg Anon are you me lol?
Yeah, no I completely agree. If you are tickling Splinter, its 100% because he's allowing you. Since he if doesn't want something to happen, you will probably get thrown off.
I will say, I don't the games stopped completely. I think Mikey still tries and once a blue moon, Splinter allows it.
The Problem with writing about Lee!Splinter is I know this man wouldn't be a Lee, even if he was held down. He would fight to not be tickled, and Would quickly retaliate with anyone who dares to attempt it.
BUT
Splinter also always the one in control, always the strict and wise sensei, and probably extremely touch starved. And scientifically, rats are very ticklish and plenty like it! (Mood depending)
So, I say wreck the man, He could absolutely benefit from tickle cuddles. Let him laugh and be carefree for once.
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YAYAYAYAY AFTER PUTTING THIS OFF FOR WEEKS HERE IT IS: MY FIRST TMNT 2012 FIC!!! TAKE THAT WRITERS BLOCK!!! TAKE. THAT. LETS FREAKING GO AAHHHHH I MISS THESE DUMBASS BLORBOS AMNSSJKSLSOSM đđđđđđđđđ
This is a gift to the spectacular @vxlepop!!!
Lee: Leođąđ
Ler: Mikeyđąđ§Ą
Summary: Mikey has noticed throughout the week that his oldest brother has been actingâŠoff. Call him paranoid all you want but he justâŠhe just knows somethingâs up with Leo. And the youngest of the Hamato brothersâ is determined to figure out whatâs bothering theyâre leader in blue.
Warnings: Tickling and spacing out (just for a tad bit though). If you are uncomfortable that please scroll down- this fanfic is definitely not for you :)
(A/N: T*EST DNI. I WILL ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS PUT THIS AT THE BEGINNING OF MY FICS- I DON'T WANT THOSE PEOPLE GETTING CONFUSED. THEY'RE BROTHERS U DISGUSTING ASSHOLES. UR ABSOLUTELY NASTY IF U SHIP T*EST-! THATS COMMON SENSE!!! GUESS COMMON SENSE ISNâT THAT COMMON, HM?)
But his eldest brother, Leonardo, has been actingâŠoff. And itâs been absolutely dreading Mikey inside this whole week to ask his eldest brother what was wrong. Leoâs been quiet, more than he usually is and even that alone is saying a lot. The oldest has been training with his swords non-stop, meditating like crazy and practicing speaking Japanese fluently, and not really talking to Mikey or his brothers, only if it had to do with those topics.Â
WhichâŠnow that Mikey thinks about it, it does sound like everyday Leo. But he just knows that somethings wrong with the leader in blueâŠthereâs got to be. Maybe Mikey is worrying too much, he is known to turn little things into a big deal after all. But on the other hand, he has been living with his brothers his whole darn life, if anyone would know if something was bothering one of them, he would know! âŠprobably.Â
AndâŠnow that Mikey thinks about itâŠ
Leo hasnât watched any Space Heroâs episodes this weekâŠ
Yup. Something was up. Mikey knew that for a fact now and you couldnât tell him otherwise. But the real question is, what can Mikey do about it? Leo was veryâŠclosed off about his negative feelings, and didnât like talking about them at all. Even though it was completely healthy and normal to feel negative emotions; literally every emotion is! His eldest brother told them that several times himself!
And yet, Leo never talks to Mikey or their other brothers about his negative feelings! Tch, what a hypocrite.Â
AndâŠmaybe this is partially Mikeyâs fault as well. Mikey has always falled for Leoâs âolder sibling worryâąâ, but Mikey has never really worried about him that much. Sure, when Leoâs injured during a fight or he sees his brother patch up a bruise from training he asks if heâs okayâŠbut other than that Mikey doesnât ask him that question often.
But itâs not like Mikey didnât care enough to ask Leo that! He does! He really does! But the thing isâŠLeoâs always theyâre leader, theyâre older brother, theyâre protection. Leoâs always been the one thatâs justâŠbeen there for Mikey and his brothers- ways that even theyâre Father canât compete with and the youngest canât be anything more but grateful for that.
AndâŠthe sad truth is Leo isnât just theyâre leader or protection, under all those labels Leoâs just a kid. An amazing, strong, independent kid who has more on his plate than any other 15 year old should. And it seems Mikey, including everyone else AND Leo, forget that sometimesâŠ
âMICHAELANGELO!â Mikey jumped from off the couch in the living room at the sudden random yell of his name, pulling him out of his thoughts. Mikey grabbed his nunchucks from off the cushion. He began to swing them, looking around the lair in hopes to find whomever called his name. âWhoâs there?! How do you know my name?â The youngest turtle demanded, swinging his nunchucks faster and doing complicated tricks with them.Â
âMikey-âÂ
Without a second thought Mikey closed his eyes and swung his nunchucks, coming in contact with a figure and them hitting the ground. Mikey opened his eyes and looked around before sighing in relief. A couple seconds after that the youngest heard a groan underneath him and looked down to see his older brother lying face flat.Â
âWait- Raph???â Mikey gasped, immediately dropping his nunchucks to examine his brother that was lying on the floor groaning lightly. âWhatâre you doing on the floor, bro?â Mikey chuckled, confused and intrigued to hear as to why his brother was currently kissing the lair floor. Raph slowly got up from off the floor; massaging the right side of his head as he glared at the youngest.
âI was cominâ to check up on ya after I finished nappinâ, but ya nunchucks just wanted to get to know my head better I guessâŠâ Raph huffed, crossing his arms around his plastron and shaking his head. Mikey stared at Raph confused, his nunchucks wanted to get to know Raphâs head better?Â
WaitâŠ
The youngest gasped in horror, going to his older brother and giving him a bone crushing hug. âOh my god! Raph Iâm so sorry! I spaced out and you know how I get when that happens so when I heard someone- apparently you call my name I just I dunno- reacted! Iâm so sorry, is your head okay?!â Mikey rambled, releasing Raph from the hug and grabbed his head, shaking and examining him to make sure he wasnât hurt. He continued to shake Raphâs head up, down, and to the side, making sure there weren't any bruises or cuts anywhere.Â
Raph struggled but soon got out of Mikey's surprisingly strong hold on his head. The second oldest turtle sighed and patted Mikeyâs shoulder, giving him a genuine smirk. âIâm okay, lil bro. I was just jokinâ with ya, the hit wasnât even that hard.â Raph chuckled, now sitting on the couch as Mikey followed, sitting next to him.
âAre you sureâŠ?â Mikey asked, fiddling with his fingers and looking up at Raph, guilt very evident on his face. âPositive.â The older replied, wrapping the younger into a side hug as the orange banded turtle fully gave into the hug. After a couple of seconds the two released from theyâre embrace. The older went to grab the remote and turn on the TV, putting on some random channel before turning to Mikey.
âWhatâs got you so freaked out like that anyway?â Raph asked, concern written all over his face. Because, yeah, the nunchucks did hurt, badly. Obviously! I mean- theyâre nunchucks. Câmon now. Raphâs a strong guy but heâs not that strong for the hit not to hurt. He just didnât want Mikey to feel worse than he already did.Â
Thereâs only been a couple of times where Mikey spaces out, completely unaware of anything thatâs happening around him that he justâŠreacts when heâs able to get back to realityâŠif that makes sense. All those times being when he was around 7 or 8 years old, or sometimes when heâs really stressed about something. So for him to do it right now is a bit worryingâŠÂ
Guess old habits die hard.Â
âItâs LeoâŠâ Mikey said, looking down. Raphâs eyes widened, starting to get up from the couch to grab his saiâs that were on a table, which were just a couple steps away. âWhat- what happened? Is Leo alright?â Raph asked. Did he miss something important while he took a 2 hour Power Nap? What could possibly have happened in the 2 hours he was taking a nap?! âŠyou know what? No. Why would he even wonder that? The universe has a way of making him and his brotherâs lives a literal hell in the key span of 24 hours, whoâs to say it didnât max down to 2?
âWhat-? No! Nonono! Nothing like that! Leo isnât in danger or anything!â Mikey reassured Raph as he guided him back on the couch. The older glared at him, slapping Mikey in the back of the head causing him to playfully yell. âDonât scare me like that again, manâŠâ Raph sighed in relief, at least his older brother wasn't hurt. Physically at leastâŠÂ
âJustâŠI feel like somethingâs up with himâŠyâknow?â Mikey sighed. The red banded turtle nodded, letting Mikey know he was listening. âWhy donât you ask him about it then?â Raph asked. âI donât wanna bother him, thoughâŠâ Mikey said, slumping on the couch and looking up to the lairâs ceiling, in hopes to find the answer right there. But there was no way it would be that easyâŠit never is.
âLook. We all know that Leo can beâŠLeo.â Raph said, wrapping Mikey into another side hug resting his chin on the top of Mikeyâs head. âAnd you know how he can be when we try to get him to talk about his negative feelings; he gets defensive. Which, honestly, I get. Itâs hard talking about your negative emotions sometimes.â Raph started, recalling many times where he second-guessed himself to talk to his family about his feelings.Â
âBut we all have to talk about it eventually, because stuffing those kinds of feelings inside yourself is like stuffing an already full suitcase; one of these days itâll burst. And you will face the consequences and be left to clean it up.â Raph said, releasing Mikey from his hug and smiling at him. âIâm not the best at this whole big bro lesson thing, but just talk to him, Mike. Just talk to him.â Raph smiled, squeezing Mikeyâs shoulder comfortingly.Â
The youngest beamed at that,âThanks Raph! Youâre the best!â Mikey cried, squeezing Raph into a hug. The red banded turtle squaked at the sudden contact, patting Mikeyâs head comfortingly before both of them let go of each other. Mikey got up and ran to his eldest brother's room. Now 101% determined to figure out what was bothering his eldest bro. I mean, what could go wrong?Â
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Leo wanted to go up to the surface and jump off the nearest buildingâs window in hopes he would get absolutely crushed by the upcoming cars of New York City. Which, he knows he shouldnât say or thinkâŠbut he really canât help it right now.Â
Heâs in a Lee mood, a bad one. And he doesnât know what to do. Like any normal person, they would go and ask a family member or close friend to tickle them, right? Right.Â
But Leo couldnât do that.Â
He just couldnât.Â
Itâs not like he doesnât trust his family enough to ask. But heâs the leader, theyâre protection, but most importantly, heâs theyâre older brother. And he canât be asking for such childish things out of his younger brothers. He just wouldnât. So he would do like he did anytime he got into a Lee mood and justâŠdeal with it until it subsided.
Annnndddd now heâs sulking like a little baby because he canât just simply deal with it. Wonderful.Â
JustâŠ
Wonderful.
The blue banded turtle sighed, flopping on his bed and burying his face in the pillow, letting out an annoyed muffled groan followed by a couple giggles soon after. Whoever designed pillows, Leo would probably want to marry that person right now because if the groan and giggled werenât muffled from his pillows, his family would have run into his room, asking him a bunch of questions. Which Leo wasnât in the mood for. Again, he was in the mood for something elseâŠbut he wouldnât ask for it. There was no way. Â
Speaking of family, Leo heard a knock at the outside of his door, slightly flinching at the sudden noise. Leo groaned from under his pillow, taking a deep breath, âWho is it?â Leo asked, trying his best to sound at least decent but probably failed. âHey, Leo!â Mikey greeted, inviting himself into the eldest room, closing the door as he entered. âHey Mike, whatâs up?â Leo asked, getting his head from under the pillow and sitting up on his bed, facing the youngest.
Mikey cleared his throat, going over to Leoâs bed and sitting on the edge of it annddddd oh man. Mikey didnât plan ahead this far. Mikey sat on the edge of the eldest bed, opening his mouth to say something but quickly closed it. Mikey kept his gaze away from Leo and fiddled with his fingers, trying his best to at least say something but his mouth was not communicating with him at the moment.Â
The oldest saw the youngestsâ fiddling with his fingers in his lap, Leoâs gaze softened as he got out of the covers and sat next to him on the edge of the bed. âYouâŠdo know you can tell me anything, right?â Leo said, putting a hand on Mikeyâs shoulder. The youngest looked at Leo, face hardening. No! Nononononono! He wasnât going to fall for this, not again. Not. Again.Â
This isnât about him right now, itâs about his eldest brother. Thatâs the whole freaking reason he came here! To ask if heâs okay! Like hell is he going to change the worryness (A/N: Is that even a word? Worryness? Eh. Whatevs) onto him.Â
âYou should take your own words into consideration, LeoâŠâ Mikey mumbled, turning his face away from Leo, resting his head on both of his palms looking down. Leo looked at him in confusion, sitting closer and pulling him into a hug, resting his chin onto the top of Mikeyâs head. The younger leaned into the touch, sighing sadly.Â
The two knew each other were upset, and wanted to help anyway they could. All of the Hamato brothers might be different people with different personalities, but one thing through all of them stayed the sameâŠ
They were stubborn as hell.Â
âWhat do you mean, little bro?â Leo asked. The youngest sighed again, resting on Leoâs plastron. âYouâve been kindaâŠuh I dunno.â Mikey started, âDistant this week?â Mikey said as if he was asking some sort of question, even though that was far from it. He knew his brother was being distant this week.
âOhâŠâ Leo said flatly, almost as if he was expecting this kind of confrontation about this. Leo figured this would happen sooner or later, just wasnât expecting it this soon. The two brothers looked at the ground, both not being sure on how to continue the conversation.Â
âJustâŠI dunnoâŠI feel as if youâre avoiding us? Youâve been training more than you usually do, doing a lot of mediation, more than Splinter, and you havenât even watched any Space Hero episodes!â Mikey listed, finger curling into a fist before releasing in soon after. âIâŠI just wanted to ask if youâre okayâŠâ Mikey said, starting to tear up about the fact that he realized he has never asked that question to Leo before.Â
âWellâŠI-â Leoâs face soon turned a shade of red, the blue cladded turtle released from the hug put his face in his left palm, groaning. âI want to tell you Mike, I really really do but itâs justâŠembarrassing.â Leo said, looking at the ground, still blushing.
ââŠDid you get a girlfriend?â
âWhat? No-â
âBoyfriend then?!? HAH. I KNEW YOU WERE GAY! Raph and Don owe me $50 dollars each and a free pizza!âÂ
âWhat- why would you- you guys bet if I was-â Leo pinched the space between his eyes, taking a deep breath. Thatâs a topic for a different dayâŠ
âNo, Mikey. I donât have a significant other.â Leo said, chuckling a bit. Mikey groaned dramatically, flopping on Leoâs bed. âCâmon dude! You can just tell meeee! I promise I won't make fun of you!â Leo sighed and crossed his arms, still looking down.
âOr do I have to tickle the answer out of ya~?â Mikey teased, getting up and starting to wiggling his fingers near Leoâs side as a taunt. Leo started giggling and holding Mikeyâs wrists, but not pushing them away at all.Â
Wait.Â
This seems so freaking familiarâŠ
When Mikey was about to come into the room, he heard Leo giggling and he swore he saw the blue banded lightly poking himself in the side and skittering his fingers along his own stomachâŠ
Why didnât Mikey figure this out sooner?!
LeoâŠ
Leo was in a Lee moodâŠ
âWaitâŠthatâs it isnât it?â The youngest turtle said gasping, âYouâŠwant me to tickle you, donât you?â Mikey grinned as he saw his brother turn a red shade that he couldnât describe. âDonât say that out loud.â Leo groaned, getting the courage to glare at his little brother.Â
Leo looked at his brother before groaning again. âThis week Iâve feltâŠyâknowâŠ.â Leo said, waving his hands trying to symbolize what he was trying to say because like hell was he going to say the dreaded wordâŠor anything close to it by that matter. Leo began wiggling his fingers lightly before stopping. âThat.â Leo said as Mikey listened.Â
âButâŠwhy didnât you tell us, Leo? We would have understood and we wouldâve been more than happy to tickle you!â Mikey said, stopping wiggling his fingers and relaxing on the end of the bed next to Leo.Â
The oldest sighed, a sigh Mikey knew too well.
With being the youngest, Mikey knew the kinds of sighs Leo did and what each of them meant. Sometimes he did a âPlease-stop-joking-aroundâ sigh or an âIâm-older-than-you-therefore-you-have-to-listen-to-me-â sigh, but this one was definitely a âYou-wouldnât-understandâ sigh. âThatâs- Thatâs not the same MikeyâŠyou all are younger than I am.âÂ
ââŠso?â
âSo, that means that I canât get into these weirdâŠfunks. Itâs childish.â Leo said in a very relaxed tone, as if what he just said wasnât the absolute dumbest thing Mikey has heard. And thatâs saying a lot since the orange banded turtle has heard Donnie talk loads of times, and anything coming out of his immediate older brothers mouth is automatically dumb.
âThatâs complete and utter bullshit!â Mikey yelled, getting up from the end of the bed and facing Leo. The oldest flinched slightly at the volume change but continued to look at the floor.
âFirst, I donât think you seem to remember, Leo, but weâre quadruplets- dude, weâre the same age. You might be the oldest of us, but not by that much. And secondly, youâre a child too. Weâre 15. You donât have to worry about being childish because you are literally a child!â
âBut-âÂ
âIs me, Donnie, and Raph asking you to tickle us childish?â Mikey asked, crossing his arms across his plastron, recalling too many times where he and his other older brothers got into Lee moods and asked Leo to tickle them. âNo of course not!â Leo interjected, looking at Mikey and getting up from the bed, eyes widened.Â
The youngest smiled at the reaction and went back to sit at the end of the bed, anger now gone from before. âSo why in the world is you asking one of us to tickle you considered childish, hm?â Leo blushed a bit harder as he kept his gaze at the ground. His little brother actually has a pointâŠwhich is a first.Â
After a couple moments of silence the youngest went to sit next to Leo, happy that his eldest brother could see where his reasoning to âbeing the oldest therefore asking for affection is badâ made no sense whatsoever. Leo sighed for like the millionth time today, putting his hand over his face and slowly dragging it down.Â
âSoâŠif I asked for you toâŠto uhm, do uh, yeah. Would youâŠwould you do it?â Leo asked timidly, which was something the orange banded turtle really never saw his older brother express. Mikey only chuckled at the older, beaming happily, âDude, duh. Why do you think I made that epic speech about it being okay for you to ask for tickles?â Mikey said, crossing his arms and nodding his head in confirmation.Â
âSoâŠcan youâŠcan you do the thing?â Leo asked, blushing again, âIfâŠif you donât mind-â
âDude, of course! Literally all you had to do was ask!â Mikey smiled, wrapping Leo into another hug. Mikey then suddenly pushed Leo on the middle of his bed, sitting on top of him before wiggling his fingers over him teasingly. This was also something Mikey didnât plan out eitherâŠthe orange banded turtle wasnât even sure where Leo was ticklishâŠwhich made the youngest feel a bit more guilty for not asking him about his Lee mood sooner. But he was gonna find out where his older brother was ticklish, obviously. How hard could it possibly be anyway?
âJust use the code word when you want me to stop, okay?â Mikey said. The oldest firmly nodded as Mikey began to lightly skitter his fingers around his brothers sides; the only spot Mikey knew for a fact Leo was ticklish, recalling too many times where he tased him in the side during training causing the older to stiffen and cover up his sides. Which he was doing right now, actually.Â
Leo squinted his eyes shut as he hugged his middles and tried to squirm away from Mikey. The younger laughed at how squirmy the older was suddenly but after a couple seconds he was switching between kneading, scratching, and prodding at Leoâs sides but his older brother's reaction was still the same. And he hasnât even laughed yet! Not a single giggle!
âCâmonnnnn! Laugh already!â Mikey whined as he picked up the pace with his side tickling tactic, moving up and down Leoâs sides. The youngest then moved to tickle Leoâs neck, causing Leo to suddenly squeak at the sudden six fingers on the sides of his neck and burst into a somewhat high-pitched laugh, kicking his legs and holding Mikeyâs wrists.Â
âPFF-! NoHoHOh! DahaHaHAmmit!â Leo giggled in defeat, cursing himself for not being able to hold in his laughter any longer than a couple seconds. But Mikey happily smiled, finally being able to make his older brother laugh. âHah! Works every time: never let them know your next move!âÂ
Leo wholeheartedly glared at Mikey through his laughter as he poked Mikey in the plastron where his lower ribs would be- one of Mikeyâs known death spots. The orange banded turtle squealed at the touch, twisting and turning on top of the eldest as Leo continued to tickle him. Oh that little cheater. âHEHEY! Hehey! NohoHOH!â Mikey giggled, wholeheartedly glaring back at Leo who only stuck his tongue out at the younger.Â
And here Mikey thought he was the little shit of the family.Â
âOho you are gonna regret that, Leoâ Mikey said as he stuffed his hands in Leoâs underarms. The older screeched, kicking his legs on the bed at a faster pace. âOHO MY GAHAHAD- WAHAIT! NAHAT THEHERE!â Leo cried, as he thrashed underneath as his legs kicked along the bedsheets. Leo put his arms down as he still was holding the youngers wrists as he evily evily traced in his underarm.
âMIHIHIKE! MIHIHIKEY PLEHEHEASE!â Leo laughed loudly, blushing a light red because as much as the older one was enjoying this, it was so embarrassing. Mikey was barely tickling Leo, and he was kicking and thrashing like a little kid. But again, he was enjoying this so he wonât complain.Â
âThatâs what you get for tickling me, bro! Iâm the Tickle Monster as of right now and no one tickles the Tickle Monster!â Mikey chuckled at Leo, now beginning to pick up the pace with his tickling at Leoâs underarms. The older whined through his laughter at the change of pace, trying to buck Mikey off of himself but the younger stayed sturdy on Leoâs waist as if it was glue. âIHIHIâM SAHAHAHARRY! Leo yelled.Â
The younger one laughed at Leoâs reaction to the new pace, deciding to turn it up a notch as he kneaded the sides of Leoâs underarms causing him to do a girly-like shriek and descend into mad-like cackles. âAnd here I thought the underarms were Raphieâs death spot!â Mikey said teasingly, âYouâre literally squirming like a fish out of water!â The orange banded turtle taunted as the older face only reddened more at the teases.Â
âSHUHUT IHIHIT-! MIHIHIKEY GEHET OHOUT OHOFF THEHERE PLEHEASE!â Leo belly laughed as Mikey only chuckled at the olderâs hysteric pleas. âIhi canât dude! My hands are completely stuck!â Mikey laughed. If Leo wasnât laughing his shell off he would have rolled his eyes at that comment, but he canât. âNAHAHAO THEHEY AHAHARENâT!â Leo yelled.
âYehes they are! It seems your amazing incredible strength is keeping my hands here~!â Mikey laughed brightly, completely loving this situation. If you know Mikey you know for a fact that he loves making his brothers laugh, especially Leo, who out of all the turtle brothers laughed the most. So this situation was like pure heaven for Mikey.Â
Mikey then easily moved his hands out of Leoâs underarms, shaking his hands out before cracking them a bit for dramatic effect. Ugh! Leo knew Mikey could have gotten his hands out anytime he wanted! He just wanted to be an evil little gremlin! Amazing incredible strength my ass. Mikey then held up Leoâs left as he used his other hand to tickle the olders stomach.
And if Leo was yelling earlier, then he was completely screaming up a storm now. Leo hit his free hand at Mikeyâs hand, trying to cease Mikeyâs cruel attack but when he was close to removing his hand, the younger would suddenly move to a different spot on his stomach, tickling worse where he was in the other spot.Â
âAwwww, Leo! Iâve never gotten to see you laugh like this, dude! Your laugh is so cute!â Mikey cooed, as Leoâs face turned a deep crimson at the compliment. The older shook his head back and forth, trying to stop the tickling sensation but decided to just give up and accept it as he falled limp on the bed and laughed to his hearts content. âAHAHA NAHAHO! NAHAT THE THEHERE!â Leo laughed louder, tears beginning to prick out of his eyes. âMIHIHIKE *snort* PLEHEHEHEHEASE!â
Mikey immediately stopped tickling Leo, putting his hands to his own chest in alarm at the noise. The blue cladded turtlesâ face slowly began to turn a light crimson again, but now his face was a shade of dark red no one would be able to describe.Â
Leo covered his face completely with his hands, groaning the completely embarrassing noise he just made. The youngest of the twosâ startled look soon morphed into an evil smile, crossing his arms over his plastron in amusement.Â
Thereâs no freaking wayâŠ
âOho my gohohodâŠdid you just snort?â Mikey asked cheekily. âNoho ihi dihihidnâtâŠâ Leo lied, almost regretting even asking for Mikey to tickle himâŠalmost. âDude you totally did! Do it again!â Mikey said as he suddenly dipped his head into Leoâs stomach, blowing a huge loud raspberry causing the older to completely lose his mind in snorts and squeals. âAHA! PLEHEHEASE! MIHIHIKE! *snort* IHIHIâM GOHOHONNA DIHIHIE!â Leo cried, still not fighting back but his legs kicking around all behind Mikey only causing the younger to giggle.Â
âRaph and Don are gonna get a kick out of this~!â The orange banded turtle said into Leoâs tummy, blowing raspberry upon raspberry not even stopping to give the older one a breather. He wanted to make Leo have a fun time but this was also revenge in some way as well.
âYâknow, your upper body has been getting a lot of attention. Letâs see how ticklish your lower body is, big bro.â Mikey smiled, turning around to Leoâs lower body which caused him to start slapping the back of Mikeyâs shell, trying to forcefully push him off.Â
âEEEAHAHA! NAHAO *snort* DOHOHONâT!â Leo isnât even sure why heâs screaming bloody murder right now, he doesnât even know if his lower body is ticklish! But based on the past couple of minutes it wouldnât be too high of an estimation to say his lower body was just as ticklish.Â
Mikey poked the middle of Leoâs thigh, causing Leo to let out a glass shattering shriek as Mikey only smiled at the reaction. âLeheeo whahat was thahat?â Mikey amusingly asked. Leo, too embarrassed to even respond just groaned and waved his hand for Mikey to go on with it, knowing there was no stopping his little brother now.Â
Mikey began to mercilessly squeeze, prod, and knead Leoâs thighs, even sneaking behind his knees and giving them a little pokes before going back to the thighs. Leo was in utter hysterics, not being able to stop Mikey and was forced to kick his legs and uselessly hit the back of his shell.
But obviously none of those tactics works as the younger happily tickles the sh*t out of his thighs. âNOOHOHO NAHAHAH! NAHA- *snort* MIHI- *snort* STAHAP!â Leo wasnât even able to form a single sentence before going into loud cackles once again.Â
âOKAHAHAY! OKAHA- *snort* MEHEHERCY *snort* MIHIKAHAHEEY!â Leo cried, finally having enough. The younger sighed but got off his anyways, letting the older take a breather as he sat next to him. âThis isnât over, dude. I still have to tickle some other spots yâknow.â Mikey said as he poked Leo on the stomach causing him to let out a soft snort before he poked Mikey back on the side. âWhateheheverâŠâ Leo breathlessly giggled, scared butâŠhonestly excited this wouldnât be the last time heâd be able to mess around with his brother like this.Â
âAhand thahanks, MihihikeyâŠI appreciate thihisâ Leo smiled at Mikey. Now looking back, Leo doesnât know why he was so afraid to tell his brother what was making him so upset. Theyâre brothers. Theyâre family. And like Mikey said before: Leo is a kid. Heâs allowed to mess and play around with his brothers. So what if he's the leader? Heâs a kid too. And itâs time Leo started realizing that.Â
âAny time bro, literally anytime!â Mikey chirped. After a couple moments of silence a lightbulb went off in Mikeyâs head as he slowly turned his head to the oldest grinning like a fool. âYâknow what I just realized?â Mikey said, leaning on a pillow on the board of the bed. âWhahat?â
âYou canât say Leo without the Lee, get it? Lee-o?â Mikey joked, nudging Leo in the side, his eyebrows raising up and down comically. Leo rolled his eyes wholeheartedly, playfully shoving Mikeyâs face away giggling still; due to the aftermath tickles and Mikeyâs funny joke. âIhi gehehet ihit yohou dohorkâŠâÂ
âJust something I thought Iâd share.â Mikey shrugged, smiling. Leo rolled his eyes again, now adjusting his place on the bed so he sat next to Mikey. The younger rested his head on Leoâs shoulder as the older leaned in to the touch. âWell thanks for sharingâŠâ Leo muttered. The two sat in comfortable silence for a while, Leoâs giggles now subsisted as the two just enjoyed each other company.Â
âWe heard screaming, are you two okay!?â Raph asked as he slammed Leoâs door completely open causing the oldest and youngest to fall flat on the floor due to the sudden noise and force. Raph gave out a tiny âoopsâ before getting out of the doorway to let Donnie in who was following him earlier. Â
Mikey and Leo both exchanged glances before bursting out laughing. The two middle children looked at each other than back at the oldest and youngest complete confusion. âIâm gonna take those hysterics as a âyes we are completely fineâ?â Donnie asked as him and Raph helped the both of them up so all the turtle brothers were standing. âYeah, weâre okay.â Leo confirmed as Donnie and Raph relaxed at the olders confirmation.
âOh! Which reminds meâŠâ Mikey grinned, looking back at his older brother with a Cheshire grin before turning to his two other siblings. Raph and Donnie looked at each other again before looking at Mikey. The two middle children were so so confused as to what was happening as of right now but figured it would be best not to ask any questions. âRaph, Don, I have a little secret about our eldest brother-â
âMikey-âÂ
âAnd Iâm sure this secret willâŠhow should I put it? Tickle your funny bone...â
âAlright...well, that wraps that up. Youâre all good to go, Mikes.â Donnie said as he finished wrapping the youngestâs arm up in bandages.Â
The orange banded turtle smiled slightly, giving his immediate older brother a tight hug which the other gladly returned.Â
âThanksâŠâ The smaller turtle said, burying his face into the crook of the otherâs neck as they embraced.Â
The scientist in purple smiled softly at the gesture, resting his chin on the top of the youngerâs head, âItâs no problem. After all, it is what I do.â He said casually, slowly breaking away from the hug as he put the remainder of the bandages to the side of the Med-Bay counter.
Michaelangleo nodded, hopping down from the Med-bay bed and putting on his signature orange hoodie that was resting on a clothing hanger. Donatello let out a soft snort, raising an amused eyebrow ridge at his immediate younger brother, âWhahatâs with the random wardrobe change? You look like a bloated frog.âÂ
The baby blue eyed turtle let out a feigned gasp, clutching his chest dramatically, âFihirst ohof all: fuck you. And second of all: I look haaaandsome in this!â He huffed, âDonât you agree, Leo?â The orange cladded teen said as he turned to the eldest who was sitting on the other bed.
But Leonardo did not make a soundâŠorâŠliterally any acknowledgement that he even heard the youngest.Â
The leader in blue was looking at the tile floor; his eyes glossy as he fiddled with his fingers absentmindedly.Â
Donatello sighed, resting his hand on Mikeyâs shoulder, ââŠLeoâs beenâŠshaken up since the ambush; you know how he gets. Heâs most likely making up a wholeeeee simulation in his head on how he couldâve 'protected us betterâŠ'â
Mikey hummed lightly, crossing his arms and looking at the eldest who was genuinely oblivious to the staring, ââŠWhat a weirdoâŠâÂ
âYeahâŠhe is.â The young genius commented back, shaking his head fondly, âBut heâs our weirdo.â
âOhoooo no. Noooo no no no no. That was way too freaking cringyâŠeven for you, Dee.â The younger teen fake-gagged, pretending to throw up as Donnie only snickered at the immature action.Â
This is what he gets for trying to be sentimental in front of his younger brotherâŠ
As the freckled face mutant continued with his antics, amping it up a million notches as Raph came inâŠthe tallest turtle couldnât help but catch a glance at his big brother once again.
Leo lookedâŠso dejectedâŠsoâŠso lost.
Donnie exhaled sadly, rubbing his hand anxiously.Â
âŠSplinter would know what to do at a time like thisâŠhe always knew what to do at times like thisâŠ
ThenâŠworried green eyes met an unsure russet.
Raphael walked to his immediate younger brother, squeezing his hand gently, ââŠYou okay, DonâŠ?â Â
Donatello cleared his throat, his free hand flapping near his thighâŠ
âŠGod, he missed his DadâŠ
âŠHe missed him so fucking muchâŠ
âI-IâmâŠfine. Iâm fine.â The scientist insisted, gently squeezing his older brotherâs hand back, âI justâŠneed to patch up Leo and talk with him for a bitâŠâ
âAye aye 'Captain.â Mikey saluted, giving Donnie a quick peck on the cheek before skedaddling away to the lounge area.Â
The middle children rolled their eyes fondly at the youngestâs actions as the green eyed one of the three let go of the tallestâs hand, ââŠYou sure youâre okay?â
ââŠY-YeahâŠy-yeah, Iâm okay.â Donnie grimaced, âNow please go to Mike before he decides to blow up the entire lounge areaâŠâ He snickered lightly.Â
âBlowing up things is your job, Einstein. But Iâm on it.â The elder snorted fondly, walking to the exit before turning his head slightly back to his brother, âOhâ and just so y'know: weâre watching Toy Story 3 in the living room in a couple of minutes.â
Donatello let out an amused huff, ââŠIhis this your way of rushing me?âÂ
âMmmmmâŠkinda.â The red banded turtle hummed, shrugging slightly.
âIhiâll be as fast ahas I cahan, RaphieâŠâ The taller turtle giggled as he watched his immediate older brother waltz out of the room, âOh! And donât start the movie without us!â He yelled from Med-Bay, closing the main doors as he turned all of his attention to his eldest brotherâŠ
âŠOh. boyâŠ
âHey, big guy...â The scientist started off softly, slowly going over to his big brother with his signature med-kit.Â
The blue banded turtle looked up almost immediately at the sudden voice speaking to him, being forced out of whatever void he was staring into.Â
âHey, DeeâŠâ The elder smiledâŠalthough the smile looked more like a forced oneâŠ
âŠDonnie didnât comment on it.Â
âHey, manâŠâ The younger greeted again, slightly cringing at the sound of his own awkwardness, âHowâre you holding up?âÂ
The smaller turtle blinked at the question, âIâm notâŠholding anything...âÂ
Donatello snickered softly at the answer (a typical Leo answer), resting his med-kit on the table as he got out some bandaids and other supplies, âI mean, likeâŠhow are you doing? Are you doing alright?âÂ
The blue banded teen shrugged, âI couldâŠbe better. But Iâm with you guys, soâŠI canât complainâŠthat much anywayâŠâ He finished bluntly.
âAmen to that.â The taller turtle hummed before turning back to his brother, âBut before I startâŠis there anywhere thatâs, like, really hurting that you want me to take a look at first? And most importantly: are you okay with me touching you right now or do you want to do the physical stuff later?â He asked as he grabbed his med-kit and a couple other unused washrags.Â
âJust my arms hurt, I guess. But itâs just from cutsâŠnothing major I donât think.â Leonardo muttered, âAnd Iâm okay with being touched right nowâŠth-thanks for asking.âÂ
Donatello chuckled softly, âGotta make sure my big broâs a-okay.â He grinned, giving the other a thumbs up and getting a disinfectant wipe as he cleaned the cuts on Leoâs arms.Â
Heavy silence weighed down the two, almost like a huge weighted blanket.
Accept this silence was not comforting in the slightestâŠ
âŠ.It was loudâŠif that made sense.Â
âSooooâŠâ The taller turtle started, âThe Foot took us by complete surprise, huh?â The young scientist exclaimed to try and start a subtle conversation, âYou would think that after we beat them every. single. timeâŠthey would learn to back the fuck upâŠâ
âOw.â Leo muttered subtly as the russet eyed mutant cleaned a wound on his shoulder.
The younger grimaced, âSorryâŠIâm being as gentle as I can.â
âWell, please be more gentle?â The other winced.Â
âSuck it up but also thatâs what she said.â Donnie remarked sarcastically, getting more rubbing alcohol and putting it on the otherâs shoulder before putting a bandaid on it.
The blue eyed mutant winced at the contact, glaring at the ground as sceneâs from just an hour ago unfolded in his mindâŠ
âŠJesus fucking ChristâŠ
âŠHow could he have been so. damn. stupidâŠ?
He was supposed to lead his brotherâs to victoryâŠnot lead them to a legit ambush and straight up failure!!!
What would have Splinter said?
âŠWhatâŠcould he have said?
They all could have died because of Leoâs own foolishnessâŠ
He had one job.
One fucking job: make sure his brotherâs get out of every mission safe and unharmedâŠ
But he couldnât even protect himself when it came to itâŠ
So what kind of delusions was he feeding himself to make himself even remotely think he could protect his family?
âWoah! Woah woah woah! Hey! HeyâŠâ Donnieâs eyes widened in panic as his older brother slowly started to crumble to tears, although, the younger teen could tell that the eldest was desperatelytrying to hold them back despite his efforts.
âLeo, I-I was just joking about the whole 'suck it up' thing. Y-You know thatâŠright? I was trying to be funny, whichâŠo-obviously backfired.â The second youngest mumbled guiltily, holding Leonardoâs hands in his as he rubbed the top of his knuckles gently.Â
âI-Itâs n-not thatâŠâ The shorter teenager mumbled back pathetically.Â
âSoâŠwhat is it thenâŠ?â Donnie quietly asked, his grip on his brotherâs hands tightening just a bit as the other refused to answer.Â
And almost like an everlasting reminder, the heavy silence weighed down on the two mutants once more.
âLeoâŠâ The purple banded teen urged lightly as the eldest wiped his eyes with his free hand, sniffling as he looked at the ground, âI-Itâs nothingâŠforget i-it.âÂ
âLeeâŠâ The taller turtle urged on.Â
âF-Forget itâŠplease...â The eldest silently begged, wincing at how fragile and weak his voice sounded, âJ-Just forget it.âÂ
âI canât 'forget' about something when itâs obviously bothering youâŠâ Donatello smiled gently as he sat next to his brother on the bed, wrapping him in a loose side hug that left the smaller turtle to accept or denyâŠ
âŠWhich he very much accepted.
Leonardo rested his head on the otherâs shoulder, squeezing his little brother closer to him like a lifeline.
âI justâŠâ The sapphire eyed teenager sucked in a breath, blinking back tears as he buried his face into Donnieâs shoulder, ââŠI-I just worry soâŠmuch about you and Raphâs and Mikeyâs and Aprilâs and Caseyâs safety and IâŠI just canât!âHe exclaimed, overall sadness and shame overcoming and overwhelming him immensely.Â
âWhyâŠW-Why do I keep worrying about things that canât be changed no matter what I do?!â The older mumbled, finding it quite humiliating howâŠbrittle his voice was now.
But letâs be honestâŠit always did sound like that.Â
He was supposed to be calm.Â
He was supposed to be collected.
He was supposed to be calm and collected.Â
âŠNotâŠwhatever this was.
âI was worried about going out on todayâs mission and look what f-fuhucking happened!!!â The sapphire eyed teen laughed bitterly, hugging himself as if his own comfort was the only comfort he felt like he deserved at the moment, âWe got ambushed by The fucking FootâŠâ He grumbled, glaring hatefully at the floor.
âI-I just want you all to be o-okay.â The leader in blue choked out, âI hate seeing you all hurt and only being able to do something about it after the event that caused said hurt has passedâŠâ
The smaller mutant sniffled, wiping his face with his palm, ââŠEheven then I canât do much.â
âI-I j-justâŠâ Leonardo stuttered, âI-I just w-want you all to be o-okayâŠâÂ
And just like thatâŠthe berating silence visited once again, making Donnie stiffen almost like a stone hard wall as he looked at the other turtleâs completely downtrodden expression.Â
The taller teen reached to gently hold the otherâs hand, and his eyes only softened more when his elder brother moved his hand out of his reach quickly and quietly.Â
The russet eyed mutant fidgeted with his fingers anxiously, âLeoâŠlisten to me, pleaseââ
âNoâŠN-No, stop.â The sapphire eyed mutant said almost immediately, desperately trying to build back up the wall he built between him and his brotherâŠ
âŠExcept this time instead of building this wall with cementâŠhe built it without anything to support the bricks at all.Â
âItâŠI-It doesnât matter, okay?â Leonardo sniffled, wiping his eyes desperately with one hand and digging his hand into his thigh. The taller teenager sighed sadly, scooting closer to his brother and holding his hand, squeezing it gently and reassuringly, âYesâŠit does.â The younger said with a stern tone; not an angry oneâŠjust stern.Â
âI donât want you to disregard your feelings, okay? This matters. Your feelings matter, LeeâŠâ The taller said as he just now realized he still had the gloves he put on earlier on.
The second youngest of the mutant family quickly went to take off the disposable gloves and put them into the trash, going back to the bed and sitting next to Leonardo, interlocking his fingers with his.
And, manâŠ
Leoâs hands were really ashy. LikeâŠchalk ashy.Â
âŠEugh.Â
Maaaaybe having those gloves on wasnât such a bad ideaâŠ
The russet eyed mutant locked eyes with the smaller, making sure the other knew he meant every word he was saying, âThis is about you right now, okayâŠ?âÂ
The blue banded teen stiffened slightly at the otherâs sudden firm voice, looking down at his own knees as he rubbed his thigh with his free hand anxiously.Â
Donnieâs eyes softened once more for, like, the fourth time this hour at the eldestâs anxious demeanor, going into his pouch and giving his brother a stress ball, which the blue banded turtle gladly took.Â
The second youngest sighed, âI-Iâm not angry at you, okay?â
The other looked at the taller doubtfully.
âDonât look at me like that!!!â The russet eyed teenager huffed, âI might be frustrated that youâre pushing down your feelings in order to 'protect mine'âŠbut I would never be mad at you.â He emphasized, âNever.âÂ
But then, the purple banded teen then jokingly hummed in thought, lightly rubbing his brotherâs knuckles with his fingers, âWellâŠthere was that one time you swapped the house sprinkles and replaced them with salt for my ice creamâŠI was mad at you for that.âÂ
And thank God Leo cracked a small smile; rolling his eyes and giggling slightly at the random comment, âOkahay thahat was an accidentâŠâÂ
âYou put food coloring on the salt! 'Accident' my ass.âÂ
The eldest just laughed harder at the memory, âYohour fahahault fohor falling fohor ihitâŠâÂ
The second youngest sighed dramatically, âGaslighting the victim at its finest, I see.âÂ
The purple banded turtle then lightly bumped his brotherâs shoulder, squeezing his hand one last time, âI do need you to know, thoughâŠit gets better, LeoâŠokay?â Donnie said with..so much love and compassion and just utmost respect for his older brother.
ââŠDoes itâŠ?â The sapphire eyed teen murmured.
âIt does.â The other assured, âI-I know it doesnât feel like it right nowâŠbut it does.â He said, examining his brotherâs readable but yet unreadable expression, ââŠYou donât believe meâŠâ
âAnd why should I?â The other quietly and carefully asked.Â
ââŠWould I ever lie to you?â
ââŠNo.â Leo concluded as he sniffled, resting his head on his brotherâs shoulder as the taller mutant chuckled, âAnd Iâm just gonna be blunt hereâŠyouâre a worrywart.â Donnie snickered.Â
âHey!!â The young leader huffed.Â
âAnd you worry and stress about a lot of things.â The young genius exclaimed, âAnd thatâs okay. But whatâs not okay is you disregarding those feelings.â
âYouâre our big brother for Christ sake! I would lowkey be kinda worried if you didnât worry about us.â Donatello laughed, âBut you have to trust that weâll be okay in the end. We have each otherâŠand personally? Thatâs all I really needâŠâÂ
Leonardoâs eyes shined slightly, burying his face in his brotherâs upper plastron, âL-Love youâŠâÂ
âI love you too, shortie.â Donnie smiled softly as he gently squeezed the other against him before letting go and getting up to put the rest of the medical kit things away.Â
âSoâŠhow do I look Doc McStuffins?â The leader in blue grinned cheekily as he wiped away his excess tears.Â
The younger rolled his eyes fondly, âOkay, well first of all: fuck you. And second, your okay. Just a couple scratchesâŠnothing major.â Donnie said as he disposed the rest of the dirty cloths and disinfectant wipes in the trash.
âBut if I see you training at all for the next two weeks I will personally burn your entire Space Heroes action figure collection.â Donatello huffed.Â
Donatello raised a brow, smirking, âWanna bet?âÂ
The eldest sighed in defeat, looking down at the ground and pouting slightly, âNoâŠâÂ
Donatello chuckled at the otherâs demeanor, going in front of him and holding his hands gently, âBut you have to promise me something.âÂ
âHm?â
âTalk to someone if you feel shitty about yourself or something!â The purple banded turtle huffed, flicking his brotherâs forehead, âYou know better than anyone else here that bottling up feelings just ends up badly.âÂ
âAnd put some damn lotion on. Your hands are ashy as hell.â The russet eyed teenager said, holding back a snort as his older brother stammered over his words at the random order.Â
âWohoah wooooah, pause pause pause!â The blue banded turtle giggled, waving his hands, âI thought we were having a moment!âÂ
âWe were!â The russet eyed mutant laughed, âI just need you to put some cream on. Itâs bothering me!âÂ
âEverything bothers youâŠâ The leader in blue grumbled under his breath, getting up from the bed and getting lotion which was on one of the desk tables. âBetter?â The older said sassily as he put the cream on, raising an eye ridge to the taller teenager who just snickered in amusement by his sassiness.Â
âMuch better, ash baby.â The taller chuckled, sitting down on the bed as the smaller followed.Â
âSoâŠwhat now?â The sapphire eyed teen hummed.Â
âWell, I dunno if you heard but Raph and Mikey wanted to watch Toy Story 3âŠâ Donnie said.Â
âOf course they didâŠâ Leo laughed fondly, âAnd here I thought I cried enough todayâŠâ
ââŠYou sure youâre okay, thoughâŠ?â The other asked.Â
âI mean, yeahâŠâ The sapphire eyed mutant shrugged, âI just wish I knew what to do when stuff like this happensâŠâ
ââŠLike Dad did?â Donnie mumbled.Â
âLike Dad did.â Leo nodded, sharing a small smile of remembrance with the younger.Â
Donatello nodded, getting up for a quick second as he took off his mask and washed his hands in the Med-bay sink. The eldest quickly and quietly followed, washing his hands as well before drying them.
AndâŠremember the silence?
The shell crushing berating silence that he couldnât stand for more than 0.1 secondsâŠ?
âŠWell, it was gone nowâŠ
But it was replaced with comfort. And quite personally that was way better than just straight up awkwardnessâŠÂ
Leonardo put on a comfy hoodie as his sibling did the same, the both of them ready for the movie night about to unfold butâŠnot quite ready.
If that made sense.Â
âAwkward sibling hug?â The russet eyed teen said as he stretched his arms out, causing his sibling to chuckle, rolling his eyes.
âItâs only awkward if you make it awkward.â The sapphire eyed mutant laughed fondly. âI was making a reference!â Donatello exclaimed as he pouted slightly. âJust come here!âÂ
The shorter turtle just fondly rolled his eyes once more, embracing his younger brother. Donatello gave the other a comforting kiss on the cheek, causing the blue cladded teenager to stifle a small giggle.Â
âJESUS! Dohon!â The older one shouted, hiding his face in his brotherâs shoulder before letting out a small snort, âNoho Dohon whyhyâŠ?âÂ
âBecause I love you? Duh.â The other laughed, holding his sibling against his plastron tighter as his free hand danced around the leaderâs sides.Â
âIhi knohow thahat!â Leo squealed, âYohou donât need to fuhucking kihihiss me to show IHIHAT! SNRT NONOHOH WAHAIT!!â He cried as his brother pinched up and down his ribs like a harp. âIHI CAHANâT!!â
âIIIiIIiI cAaAaaanât..â The young genius teased.Â
The leaderâs face turned the lightest of pink, shaking his head back and forth as he squirmed, âDOHONâT MIHIHIMICKÂ SNRTÂ MEEHEE!â He demanded.Â
âBeen there, done that.â The other shrugged casually, giving small kisses in the crook of the smallerâs neck, causing the smaller in question giggleâs to raise a million octaves.Â
âEHEHEHEW!!!â Leonardo complained through cackles, âSCREHEHEWÂ AHAFF!!â
âNotice how youâre still in the hug though.â Donnie commented, stopping and giving the other a quick squeeze before letting him go.
âShuhut snrt upâŠâ The sapphire eyed mutant huffed, almost jumping out of his shell as the second youngest poked him one more time before opening his phone notifications.Â
Text from 'RAPH-A-HELL', 2 minutes ago:
'WHAT IS TAKING YOU GUYS SO DAMN SO LONG DID LEO LOSE A LIMB OR SOME SHIT???!!??}{{>'
Donnie sighed as he texted his older brother back, sighing louder as his other older brother peered over his shoulder to see who he was texting.Â
Nosy assâŠ
'Weâll be right there, Raphie đ'
'YOU SAID THAT AN HUPOUR AD FITENN MINUTES AGO đĄđĄđĄđĄđĄđ„ș'
'*đĄ!!!!'
Leo quickly snatched the phone from Donnieâs grip, quickly typing something before handing it back.Â
Donnie held back a snicker as he looked at the text, putting his phone in his pocket as Leo grinned in satisfaction. âLemme guessâŠâ Leonardo hummed, âHe left us on read.â
âCan you blame him? Those emojis you put looks like they came straight from hellâŠâ The taller remarked as they walked out of the Med-bay, heading to the living room.
aaaa i finally decided to try my hand at coming up with some prompts! and since I just came up with them, I also decided that iâm doing to open prompts again! send in a number that corresponds with the prompt (you can send in multiple numbers!) and a pairing (romantic/platonic) and iâll do my best to make it happen! have a lovely day~
Feel free to reblog for your own use, as well!
âI really want to tickle you right now.â
âWhat? Iâm not even doing anything!â
âMake me~â
âYouâre too clingy, stop it.â
âOh wow, youâre super ticklish here!â
âWait that tickles!⊠I didnât say stopâŠâ
A: Aftercare | What is their aftercare like after a heavy round of tickling?:)
I personally doubt he does anything super heavy. He knows and recognizes someone's limits. However, to calm someone down, he always gets a cool glass of water, a towel if they're sweating, and a nice conversation.
E:Â Expression | How do they express their wish to tickle/be tickled?
As a ler, there's no visual expression. He just gets in a playful mood and usually just picks the one he thinks he needs cheering up or Mikey. Splinter does prefer to strike one on one with his Lees, much more personal and less room for potential embarrassment.
As a Lee, you think he's HONEST about this? Lmao No! However, he does subtly fidget with his sleeves and look tense. Unless you can read Splinter well (i.e be Mikey) Its usually undetected.
H: Habits | As a lee/ler or both, do they have specific habits when it comes to tickling?
A Ler, He likes to prioritize sweet spots to get the most laughs out of a lee.
A Lee, He squeaks sometimes and will sometimes covers his mouth.
Q:Â Question | Their response to the question âare you ticklishâ?
While I think He'd just straight up say "No.", Personally I think there's a few seconds where he freezes which gives whoever asks the answer :D
T: Teasing | Their most favorite methods of teasing their lee/ler?
Splinter plays its stupidly serious. He'll say stuff like "Oh What is so funny? I apologize, My humor is lacking" Or Frame it as a Training Session
As a Lee, he can't tease his ler but they sure as hell tease him!
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