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what if i made my title name 'liminal- (something or other)'?

wait what if you guys called me 'lime'

Bro.. how has 8 months gone by already..? Then the 22nd is my birthday.

tomorrow……… is august„„„„,?????

its augu…….st?? tomorrW???????????

8th monTH???????? 4 ,more mont hs of 2013?????????????

what??????????????????????????????………………………..

UAAAHHHHGHGH 😭😭😭😭

I miss you

I love you

I care for you

I worry about you

I think about you

I like you

I support you

I protect you

I adore you

I need you

I appreciate you

I understand you

I believe you

Tickletober Day 3- Prank

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

Lee: Leo

Ler: Mikey

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

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

Closest thing I could get to a gif of those two

"Leo! Somebody, help!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Just follow my breathing."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Smack.

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

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

"Thehehen stOHOP- STOHOHOP TIHIHICKLING MEHEHE!"

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

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

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

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

"Just wipe your hand."

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

hey queen so basically ima need another one of those sonic fics ASAP BC THAT WAS SO CUTE

You know what?? I can definitely do that!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️✨✨✨

I'M SOBBING THIS IS ACTUALLY ADORABLE!!

WOWZERS! Gotta prep!

#augtickletober2024 is here!!

October's on it's way, and it's time to get ready!! Over at @tickletober, folks voted and said that July would be the best month to drop this year's list, so here's mine!

It's time to start prepping for TickleTober 2024!!

As always -- this challenge is just for fun! There is no pressure to complete every prompt, just do what you want/what you can. Jump around the list, pick and choose, combine, and interpret the prompts however you like. Just enjoy yourself! Don't burn out trying to do it all!!

Also, I believe it was last year, it was suggested by an anon that list-makers might provide a daily prompt list and a weekly prompt list. I was already done with last year's material by the time that came in, but this year I planned ahead for it! The groupings of prompt in the daily prompt list correlate directly with the extended prompts in the weekly prompt list. Use both, use one or the other, or forgo these lists and use none at all -- it's all up to you!

As always, I'll be eager to see all the works created with these prompts under the tag #augtickletober2024! And I'll be reblogging (sfw) content from both my list and others over at @tickletober throughout the month of October!

Happy creating, everyone!

"the magnus archives sounds cool! what are the content warnings?"

MESSAGE BEFORE BEFORE: I AM OKAY. YOU CAN DM ME IF YOU WANT- BUT IM OKAY. I'm not depressed, I'm not suicidal. Read tags for more.

MESSAGE TO EVERYONE I DONT KNOW ON TUMBLR:

Wanna be friends???

I need some more. Some that I actually make that I didn't just end up basically stealing. So!

My friends-

@savemeafruitjuice

@rice-cake-teen10

@let1zya

@pokadotpeanut

@smiley-star

@sunsetsandsunshine

Do you guys think you could all try to reblog this?? I'll be sure to do it myself.

SO YEAH

If you would, let's get to talking!

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!