ME AS WELL!! 😌😌😌

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YOU'RE SO LOVELY!!

Hiiii!!!!!! For the emoji ask thingy, I'd say:

💜 💙💘💗💪🔊👑

is that a lot of emojis??? Yes.

Do I mean all of them??? YES.💕💕💕

💜 (I want to make sure you're happy) - AWE 💞☹️💓 Tysm hhrhgfggffhhd..

💙 (I have a friend crush on you!) - I don't really know what a 'friend crush' is buT YAYAYAYAY 🙌🏾💥✨‼️

💘 (I wouldn't say no to a platonic marriage) - LEGIT BLUSHED AT THIS ONE NO JOKE I WAS CAUGHT SO OFF GUARD...I CAN AND WILL DUMP MR GROUPER FOR YOU JUST SAY THE WORDS‼️‼️‼️

💗 (I want to give you a hug!) - The feeling is mutual. Hah. Get it? Cuz we're mutuals??? Cuz I also wanna give you a hug 💕🫂💕???

💪 (I'd fight someone if they talked shit about you) - I would literally shoot someone if they talked smack about you; no joke.

🔊 (I'm really glad | started following you!) - I'm glad I started following you as well boo 😘🫶🏾!!!

👑 (Your blog aesthetic is lovely!) - Hrhfgghsn thanks ☺️💖☺️💝☺️💞

Tickletober Day 17- Raspberries

This is a Rise fic! Maaaybe was self-induglent.. just a little. (It's just Leo being bullied, really)

@smiley-star Lee Leo :)

Lee: Leo

Ler: Mikey

TW!: SWEARING!

Leo bounced his leg on his bed, tapping his fingers on his arm. He had felt jittery today, like he had drank three cups of coffee, even though he had been forced to cut down after staying up for almost a full week straight sometime last month.

To be fair, Donnie did that all the time, but Raph just wouldn't let another brother with that degree of a bad sleep-schedule slide.

The blue-themed turtle sighed, instead tracing over the lines of his palm. The slightly tingly sensation calmed him down a bit, until that same feeling returned in his stomach. After a second, the slider realized what it was. A lee-mood.

The turtle groaned quietly, choosing to ignore it for the time being. Everyone was tired, having had a crazy run-in with some mutants last night, and no one would want to deal with whatever he wanted. It wasn't a priority.. it could wait..

"LEO!"

He flinched, body pausing before turning around on his bed to face the doorway. It was Mikey's voice, which was weird, considering the youngest would usually greet everyone at their own doors. "Yeah? What is it?" He listened for a response, but none came. "WHAT?!"

"COME HERE!"

Leo sighed, tightening the drawstring on his hoodie to hide his face, which was probably flushed from his newfound.. mood. He left his room, feet shuffling on the ground as he made his way to the source of the voice. Walking across the lair, he immediately paused at the entrance of his brother's room.

Mikey was sitting on the floor, arms crossed over his chest. Next to him was a paint splatter, covering the majority of what looked like the youngest's most recent artwork. "Aw, Mike.. your painting.. are you okay?"

The box turtle shook his head, pressing his arms harder around himself. "No! All day, no one has wanted to hang out, and was asleep for the entire morning! I had to eat breakfast by myself, so I went to paint to feel better, but then I spilled a bunch of stupid red everywhere!"

Frustrated tears were building up in the smaller's eyes. Leo quickly went to sit down next to him, holding his arms out to comfort him. Mikey sniffled, flopping into the elder's hold. "I'm so sorry, we didn't mean to leave you alone like that-"

"No.." the younger interrupted, resting his head on his brother's shoulder. "It's not any of your fault.. I'm just.. overwhelmed." Leo nodded, squeezing him into a hug. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Mikey nodded. "I just have a lot of energy built up.. could I.. uhm-" he paused, the elder nudging him to continue. "try tickling you..?"

The question was so quiet, Leo was almost convinced he had made it up, but the words rang clear in his mind. "Oh! Uh- sure, Mikey." A smile crept onto his face. It was weird how his lee-moods always seemed to sync up with his brothers, but that wasn't his concern right now.

Mikey smiled back, although it was a little shyer than the slider's. He hugged his brother tight, mumbling a "thanks" before reaches for his hips, latching onto them gently. "Just tell me if it's too much."

Leo squawked, arms jolting down, though he didn't push his little brother away. "DEHEheal!" The box turtle pinched at the joint for a few seconds, then carefully pushed on the taller's plastron to lay him down, sitting on his thighs. Mikey giggled, then rolled up the blue cloth of his hoodie. Leo only had a split second to realize what was going on, watching his brother's head lower, before being plunged into a fit of loud laughter. "HAHAHAH! AAHAH! MIKEHEY!"

"Whahat? I thought you agreed?" Mikey smiled, blowing another raspberry against his belly. "I can stop if you want." The slider bucked, whining at the offer. "NAHAH! Heheh, nohoHOHO! IHI-AHAH! IHIhit's SNRT- OHOHOKAHAay!"

The younger smiled. "Alright then, hang in there, Lee~" He took a deep breath, eyes gleaming mischievously at the anticipation on the elder's face.

Leo's eyes had squeezed shut, blushing at the nickname, only for them to shoot open wider than before at the horrible tickly feeling on the side of his ribs. "HAAAH AHAH! MIHIKEHEHEEEY, NOHOT THEHERE! HAHAHAHAHAH!" His arms shot out to push at the younger's head, but the other just pushed his hoodie higher up, taking his arms with it.

When Leo opened his eyes, he learned that the clothing article had been pushed over his face as well, and he was trapped in a sea of blue as Mikey blew raspberry after raspberry on his plastron. He kicked and squirmed, trying to sit up to stop the tickling, soon lost in his own laughter as his thighs were lightly scribbled on.

"FUHUHU-AHAH! SNRT- IHI CAHAHAN'T SEHEHEE! IHI-AAHAHAHAHAHAH! SNRT- NAHAHAH, PLEHAHAHA!"

The orange-themed turtle cooed, scooting down on his knees which effectively stopped the moving from those limbs. Instead, the slider's hips bucked, and he once again tried to pull his arms out of his sleeves, too overcome with ticklishness to escape.

"Y'know, I think I want to try something.. Of course, if you're willing." There were a couple seconds before the elder had processed the question, the turtle trying to suck in as much air as he could when the fingers at his legs stopped moving. "WHAHaha- SNRT- WhahaHAHat is ihit?.."

Mikey's grin was that of pure evil.

"Oh, I was just wondering how much a raspberry on your thigh would tickle.."

"Euhuhughhh bohohoy.."

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Errm I may end up doing a part two to this? Possibly later in the month, or maybe a fic later on. We'll see I guess. Have a great day!

OH MY GOODNESS THIS IS SO CUTE!!

AND DID YOU SAY YOU MIGHT MAKE ART FOR ONE OF MY FICS?!?! I WOULD BE HONORED!! 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️

I made some art :D

Based on the fic "Just say you're sorry" by @sunsetsandsunshine

Drawing Raph is so difficult for me, oh my gosh--

Imma be making art for a bunch of fics I like, so be on the lookout :D

(you're next @savemeafruitjuice and @rice-cake-teen10. That looks ominous LOL-)

Hello!

On the 28th, I will be going on a trip, and won't be back for a few days, and am unsure as to whether I'll be able to be online or not. I think I'll try to write at least one more fic before then just in case. Just wanted to give you guys a heads up!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

If you celebrate Christmas, or if you don't, I hope you have a wonderful day!!! ❤️❤️❤️

~Rocket Ship Prequels~

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

Summary: Leo was obsessed with a rocket ship toy Splinter got him. But.. whatever happened to it? Donnie may know. This takes place when the turtles are young. Raph is 6, Donnie and Leo 5, and Mikey 4.

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(Date is July 25. Don't know if that's Leo's actual birthday, but it may or may not be mine.)

"Whoa! A video game! Lou Jitsu!? Thanks Raph! And a basketball hoop? Awesome, Mikey! And a... UNICORN ONESIE!? Your great, 'Tello!"

The blue-cladded 5 year-old thanks all of them. He makes it to the final present. "Hmm.. from Dad!"

Opening it, is a rocket ship with light-up effects.

"Well? Ya like it?" Raph asks.

"You better. That's a lot of money we spent from chores." Donnie mutters.

Leo yells. "I KNEW IT! Does it really fly like in the commercial!?"

Splinter explains. "Well no, but you can make it."

The SECOND he finishes, Leo THROWS it across the room. Not wanting it to break, Donnie jumps and grabs it.

"You idiot! If we could make stuff fly away by throwing it, I would've thrown you 5 years ago!" (G-get it? C-cause he's f-five here and... yeah I'll shut up now.)

"It'll fly... I just know it!"

Those words.

Later, when Leo goes to bed, Donnie doesn't. He sneaks into Leo's room, grabbing the rocket ship. He heads back to his lab.

"Oh it'll fly alright..."

The light flips right on. "What are you doing?" Raph's voice.

He's screwed. "N-nothing! I... fine. Leo's been less annoying, so I was gonna see if I could make his rocket ACTUALLY fly."

Raph's heart melts. "Aww... that's adorable! Just don't explode it."

Donnie works on it for a while. "Alright. This should be it... aaaand... go!" The rocket flies up, but it explodes into teeny pieces.

"NOO! SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT... LEO'S GONNA BE DEPRESSED!"

The next day.

"Hey Einstein! Have ya seen my rocket?"

The softshell stammers. "W-what rocket? OH! T-that rocket? I-IHI UH... Leo... it broke. I-I accidentally broke it... AAAAAFTER A BEAR IN THE WOODS BROKE IT IN HALF!"

Gullible little Leo believes it. "NO WAY! C-can you fix it?"

"W-well no but... aw man... Leo, you can't seriously be crying."

Indeed he was. He was gonna explode.

"G-gone?" The tears fall.

"Leo, I- awman- come here."

The twins hug. Donnie nuzzles his head into Leo's neck INTENDED for comfort, but instead gets a bunch of giggles.

"H-hehey! Stahap!"

Donnie pauses. "... 'Nardo, what the- OOOOOHOHOHOHO..."

The scientist makes quick work, mercilessly attacking his ribs.

"N-NAHAHAO! NOHO! S-STAHAHAP, NEHERD!"

Donnie teases him. "Really? Iiiii don't see a reason too. Unless your too ticklish to handle it."

Says the second most ticklish turtle, cough cough.

"NO-NO IHIHIM NAHAT- STAHAHAP! NOHOT THEHEHRE!"

Too late. Donnie has already started tickling his stomach.

"Why's that? Cause you can't haaandle it?"

Putting his mouth on, he blows a big ol' raspberry on the blue-cladded turtles stomach, earning loud shrieks and cackles.

"O-OHOKAY! IHI GIHIVE UHUUUP!"

Donnie lets him go. "But don't worry 'Nardo, I'll fix it soon."

Many years later..

"NARDO. COME HERE!" Yells the softshell.

Leo comes in, arms crossed. "Whaaaat?"

Donnie lowers his goggles. "Your rocket is finally on it's way to being fixed. I'm almost done with repairs."

Leo raises an eyebrow. "Don Tron, it's a children's toy. Haha, whys it taking so long?"

"...dont ask questions."

"...alright. pizza?"

FINISHED!! Now. Fic after this ends the rocket ship saga, lol.

Heres how it's been going- Leo got it for his b-day, Don broke it trying to upgrade, Leo got upset, Don cheered him, worked many years later aaand its almost done, which is why Leo kept pestering him.

Fic order for ROTTMNT so far-

This one, "Rocket Ship Prequels"

Next- "Stop Touching My Stuff!"

And finally, "You gotta take a break!"

And tomorrow we get "Its Finally Ready, Calm Down"

yeah. I made my name juice.

I'm back from my trip! I am very tired, but when I readjust I'll be online a bit more!

I think the next ask I will be working on is 2012 lee Beebop (wait i think that's how you spell it??) and ler Rocksteady fic. I think it's a really silly and cute idea, so be ready for that ig!

I lowkey thing I'm going to try to write something.. hmm

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!! 😊😊