A Writing Competition I Was Going To Participate In Again This Year Has Announced That They Now Allow

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could you draw one of your fav t-word senarios?

there was a lot of scenarios I like so it was hard to choose but I rlly like this one a lot!! >:)

I love your new caddy fic omg also is Casey in Raphs lap the whole time? Got confused

Yes, sorry for not clarifying enough! Raph is sitting criss-crossed, with both Casey and Leo in his lap, the others kind of surrounding them. Thank you for your kind words!! ❤️❤️❤️

Rottmnt Lee raph spot feet, like maybe his legs are still sore so the next day his brothers get him

Tickletober Day 12- Mischief

This is a Rise fic! Also, a part two of one of my previous writings (which I just edited a lot, because eugh boy..). You don't reaaally need the context to read this one, but it's an option to go see it here. 👇https://www.tumblr.com/savemeafruitjuice/740271394826371072/lee-raph-ahh?source=share

Lee: Raph

Ler: Leo, Mikey, Donnie

TW!: None!

Leo sluggishly entered the kitchen, plopping down in a seat across from Donnie, who was scrolling on his phone. The slider peered around Mikey, who was frying something, then went to put coffee next to Donnie. The softshell glanced up, took his mug, and then gave a sharp glance at his twin. Donnie never was a morning person..

"What, did you not get enough sleep last night?" Leo asked, getting up to pour himself water. "Unamused. Scoff. I am fine." The blue-themed turtle shrugged. "Sure, sure. Whatever you say. At least that means three out of four of us are good.."

Mikey turned around at that, a concerned look on his face. "Three? Are Raph's legs still hurting from yesterday?" Leo nodded. "I went to go check on him just now. He said he'll be out in a couple minutes, but he doesn't feel better yet. Poor guy."

The box turtle nodded. "He seemed pretty upset that he couldn't finish patrol.."

Donnie suddenly chimed in, not bothering to turn around. "What about your 'tactic' to make him feel better? I thought you said that worked." Leo shrugged, going to sit back down. "It did, for a little bit." The youngest looked at the pair with confusion. "What tactic?"

"Oh, tickling. Always seemed to make us feel better, so I figured I'd give it a shot. His pain didn't go away, but our big bro definitely seemed happier afterwards."

Mikey smiled at that, grabbing some plates, and started piling food on them. "Good idea. But~.." He turned after a couple seconds, carrying food over, and setting them in front of the twins. "You only got that far as one person. How much better do you think it would work with.. three of us?"

The slider grinned. "I like where your head's at.." He thought for a moment as he started to eat, and leaned over the table.

"How about this.."

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Raphael found himself sitting next to Mikey on a beanbag, who had been trying to comfort him, the younger snuggled against him as they watched tv. Donnie, who hadn't really said much to anyone today, was sitting a good distance from him on the other side of the room, tapping away at his wrist.

Just then, the blue-themed turtle walked in, holding a small cup of paintbrushes. "Hey, Mikey?" Said mutant looked up, letting out a hum in response. "You said earlier that I could borrow some brushes for a project I wanted to do. Are these them?"

The two exchanged a glance, and even Donnie looked up, then put his phone down. "I think so. Bring them over here so I can see."

The elder complied, approaching the pair on the beanbag and holding the cup out to the smaller. Mikey took a brush out, touching the bristles before looking back up with a suspiciously energetic smile. "Yep! These are them!"

The orange-banded turtle brought the brush up to his eldest brother's plastron, and started running it along his plastron. "Feel how soft it is Raphie!" Raph instinctively flinched at the feeling, a small smile creeping up his face. "Ihi- I feel it, Mikehey."

Donatello crept over, settling hand on the back of his brother's neck. "Yes, but do you feel it in your heart?" The snapping-turtle squawked, throwing his head back in surprise. "HeeEY!- Whahat- What're youhu guys doihin'?"

Leo squatted on the ground, climbing onto the eldest's calf, and wrapped his arms around his leg, effectively holding the limb down. Raph realized the danger he was in, hands going to grap at his siblings, but was interrupted in his struggles by a burst of his own giggles as his knee was prodded at. "Wahahait! Guhuys, you dohon't have to doho this! Rahaph's okay- HEH!"

Mikey continued running the brush along his belly, swiping it over his side a few times too, while Donnie and Leo both started tickling harder, the softshell at his neck, and the slider focusing on his right leg. After straining for a moment, trying to kick Leo off, the sai-user winced at a new flare of pain in his leg, giving up and settling it again.

He swatted at Donnie's hands, unable to reach the digits that scribbled along his neck, being kept in a crazed-state of squirming at the overwhelming tingling across his body. Leo grinned, going to squeeze at the muscle of his thigh. "This tickle? Huh, big guy?"

Raph arched away from his brothers, face scrunching up in laughter. A snort ripped through the room, causing the youngest to giggle. "Ahaww, is it really thahat bad?"

"GUHUHUYS! SNRK- LEHEHEAVE RAPH ALOHONE!" Donnie smiled, raking the nails of one hand down the red turtle's shell, rewarded with a muffled shriek when Raph clamped a hand over his mouth.

Mikey switched spots, leaving his toso alone to go tickle along his other thigh, the paintbrush providing light, unbearable sensations along with Leo's rougher squeezes. With everything going on, it didn't take long for the snapper to close his eyes, throwing his head to the side as he was lost in laughter.

"Don't worry, Raph. We'll have you feeling better in no time!"

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Urgh, sorry if this doesn't run together perfectly. I'm still powering through with writing, and have time over the weekend to try and get ahead a little. Wish me luck. 💪

Lee Leo :))))

T-Word

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl DNI!!)

Leo can usually say the word ‘tickle’ but can't bear to hear it. So Donnie decides to torment him with it.

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“Oh man, that tickled me,” Donnie chuckled after watching the funny video. He and Leo had been watching random videos together, and he saw a bit of pink blush spread across Leo's face.

Donnie hid a grin, acting as if he was smiling at the video.

I always forget, Leo can say that word but he can't stand hearing it.

He glanced at Leo, who was now focused on the video again and laughing.

This is gonna be fun.

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Leo was losing his mind.

Everytime he was around Donnie, he heard it!

“That tickled my funny bone.”

“That looks ticklish.”

“I'm tickled pink!”

“I'm sure that would tickle!”

“Hah! That tickled me!”

And he was going crazy from it! It was putting him in a massive Lee mood, and he was losing his mind.

Seriously! Why was he saying it so much!?

Leo huffed, trying to scroll on his phone in peace and ignore the giddy mood he was in.

“Oh hey, ‘Nardo,” Donnie greeted, grinning.

“Hey Dee,” Leo said, not looking up. Don't say it! Don't you dare!

“Whatcha watching?”

“Just some random videos,” Leo shrugged, scrolling idly.

“Those always tickled your fancy, didn't they?”

Leo's face turned pink and he squeezed his eyes shut, before finally snapping, “Would you stop that!? You're being mean!”

“Stop what?” Donnie asked, attempting to feign confusion but he couldn't hide his smirk.

“You know what you're doing! You keep saying it!”

“Saying what?” Donnie asked, raising a brow.

“You know what you're saying!” Leo snapped, pointing an accusatory finger at Donnie, “Don't play dumb!”

“I really don't know what you're talking about,” Donnie said with a shrug, walking away.

Leo glared, huffing as his face burned and his sides tingled. It was so stupid!

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“Oh I be that tickled your funny bone-”

“Enough!” Leo squeaked, face completely red, “Stop saying it!”

Donnie grinned, “What?”

“You keep saying t-ti,” Leo stammered, trailing off for a second as he face flushed more, “You keep saying the t-word!”

“And what word would that be?” Donnie asked with an evil smirk, “Hmm, oh I know, it's. . . tickle, right?”

Leo glared through his flushed face, his twin was evil.

“But worry not, dear brother of mine,” Donnie said, getting up and towering over Leo, who was still on the chair, “I will not leave you hanging!”

“Wha- HAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled as Donnie dove forward and started tickling his thighs ruthlessly, “DEHEEHEHEHE!”

“What's wrong, Leo!?” Donnie laughed, “Does it tickle?”

“NAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP SAHAHAHAYING IHIHIT!” Leo squealed, grabbing Donnie's wrists and trying to tug his tickly hands away as he cackled.

“No can do, Lee-o!” Donnie said, squeezing and tickling Leo's thighs, “Tickle tickle tickle tickle!”

“NAHAHAHAHAHA- I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!” Leo squealed, laughing hysterically.

“Can't what? Can't say the word?” Donnie teased evilly, “I'll stop when you say ‘It tickles!’”

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo shrieked as Donnie started tickling at his hips and sides, “DEEHEHEHE! IHIHIT TIHIHIHI- NAHAHAHAHA I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T!"

“Yes you can, ‘Nardo,” Donnie teased, jabbing his fingers into Leo's underarms and making the slider shriek, throwing his head back from laughter, “Just two little words~!”

“HAHAHAHAHA! AHH HAHAHAHA! SNRT-! DOHOHOHONIE PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo cackled and snorted, squirming and trying to tug away Donnie's hands as he started scribbling down his sides.

“Just say it!” Donnie laughed, “It tickle tickle tickles~!’

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed as the tickling sensation doubled from the word, “WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT!”

Leo shrieked as Donnie started tickling at his tummy, “DOHOHOHONIE! NOHOHO- IT'S SOHOHOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

“Would you say it tickles, hmm?” Donnie teased, skittering his fingers on Leo's belly.

“NAHAHAHA! DOHOHOHONIE! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Leo squealed as Donnie tickled his tummy mercilessly, “DEEHEHE!”

“You gotta say it!” Donnie laughed evilly, wiggling his fingers on Leo's tummy, “Say it!”

“IHIHIT- NAHAHAHA-! TIHIHI- TIHIHIHIHCKLES!” Leo shrieked, eyes squeezed shut with happy tears and face turning bright red as he yelled it.

“Thought so,” Donnie laughed, poking Leo's stomach one last time and making the slider shriek before he finally pulled away.

“Why?” Leo complained between giggles, scrunching up from the phantom tickles and giggle-high.

“Why not?” Donnie teased, bringing Leo a glass of water, “Next time I'll say the ‘T-word’ more.”

“Shuhut up!”

The 2003 turtles: Incredibly heavy builds, neither look nor sound like teenagers, could probably break the average human's arm without even trying.

2003 fans: Those are my precious babies and I am adopting them.

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how is it mario day and no one posted the essay

You're awesome man! 😎

umm i need reassurance that my presence is wanted but i can’t ask for reassurance because that’s really Embarrassing and it wouldn’t feel genuine if i asked for it