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Tickletober Day 23- Sweet

This is a Rise fic! Also, I can't believe I have to say this, but this is NOT Tcest! Please DNI if you support that.

Lee: Mikey

Ler: Raph

TW!: None!

Raphael adored many things. Cute things, particularly. Things like teddy bears, pets, and flowers.. but his favorite thing was baby brothers.

Now, for such a big guy, it seemed hard to imagine he'd be good with such delicate things, but he really did his best not to overdo it in the strength department. There were times when he went a bit overboard, yes, but that never stopped him from loving all of the precious things in life.

Right now, the thing bringing him absolute joy was his youngest brother, Mikey. The box turtle was laying in his lap, belly-up with his arms held over his face. Raph had only been teasing when he had first skittered his fingers across the other's stomach, but the startled squeal it came with was too cute to resist hearing more of.

If it were another brother in his hold right now, he wouldn't be able to so much as a squeeze to the side without getting attacked, but all Mikey was doing was giggling happily, his arms hiding his face and keeping him open. Maybe, the reason was that the artist had been up all night watching scary videos again, and wanted someone to comfort him. Or, maybe it was because Donnie had gotten tickled by Leo after breakfast, and the turtle just wanted in on the fun.

Whatever the reason was, Raph wouldn't question it too much, and just enjoy the silly sounds of the younger's squeaks and laughter. The snapping turtle veeery gently switched from his fingers to his claws, dragging them slowly down his brother's sides.

Mikey yelped, body arching a bit when the nails reached a bad spot just above his hips. Raph smiled, resisting the urge to squish his sibling's cheeks, which were pushed up so far up on his face the elder was almost worried it hurt. The orange-themed turtle twisted to the side, squeaks interrupting his laughter.

"Rahahaph! EEK!- Ihit tiHIhicklehes! HehEHEH!-"

But, yet again, the younger eventually rolled back into his original position, readjusting his arms on his face. Raph propped his knee up a little bit higher, cooing at the adorable action. He crawled his fingers up, slowly climbing higher on the smaller's ribcage. Mikey giggled louder the higher his brother went, until he was hiding the rest of his face, voice cracking slightly from the pitch it was at.

"D'aww, does Mikey like the tickles?" Raph murmured, before kneading into the other's underarms. The artist shrieked, wiggling around in the elder's lap, feet kicking out. "NAHAHAH! EEK!- RAHAHAHAPHIHIEEE!"

"What? Is my baby bwother too tickwish?~ Tickle tickle!" The younger's hands moved from his face, flapping at his sides. Raph was on the verge of a cuteness overload, seeing his sibling's cherry red face, and teary eyes as he laughed.

"NOHOHO- EEK!- DOHOHON'T SAHAY THAHAHAAT!"

Mikey threw his head back in laughter when his ribs were squeezed instead, hands retreating back to his face. "RAHAHAhahaph, dohoHON'T!- EEK!-"

Raph smirked. "Whaat? Don't say tickle? Ahhtickletickletickletickle~" The younger shook his head as he flailed uncontrollably, nearly launching right out of the snapper's lap. "Your laugh is so sweet, Mikes!"

The box turtle squealed, trying to curl up when a raspberry was placed on his belly. "NAHAHAH- RAHAHAAPHIIIEE!" Raph had to push the other's legs down as he blew another raspberry, almost getting knee-d in the face. "Aww, Raph just wants to eat ya up!"

Mikey's arms went flying down as soon as he felt teeth latch onto his side. "AHAHAHH! EEK!- NONONOHOHO, NO NIHIHIBBLEHES! RAHAAAAPH!"

I feel like not enough people know about Popee the Performer, and after searching, there is little to no tickle content of them, so I'll change that.

here is my contribution to this weird little show!

lee! Popee

ler! Kedamono

TW: Back injury, contortionism

Another morning in the deserted circus, the sun bright as ever and a new act for the ringmaster and sidekick to perform was being set up. Kedamono was seated on a stool as the blonde was pointing to a large board with bold text stating 'Contortionism'.

Popee flipped through various pictures of people in absurd positions, jumping up and down excitedly as the purple wolf's mask fell to reveal a concerned look. Suddenly, Popee tapped the board, then motioning to Kedamono to copy the arrangement. Another mask fell as Kedamono shook his head, hands waving in front of him before turning to run away.

He only made it a few steps before a familiar scent wafted towards him. The purple animal whipped around, face featuring a happy expression as his tail wagged. Popee held a plate of fried chicken in front of his face, knowing the bribe would always work.

Kedamono was snapped out of his trance as the food was moved, realizing he still had to participate in the act. Now nervous, he stretched his arms up, preparing to attempt the pose. He began to bend backwards, hands eventually meeting the ground as the wolf's body resembled an 'n'.

Everything was going according to plan so far! Popee stood back and watched as his "friend" continued to scoot back, hands inching towards his own legs. He was so close! He might actually do it!

The wolf's body bent slightly more, the tension in the circus building. Everything looked fine until...

Craack!

Kedamono fell to the ground, clutching his injured back as Popee fumed. The ringleader stomped his feet and pointed to Kedamono, a look of shame overcoming his previously pained expression.

The striped-clothed circus member rushed over to the other, plate of fried chicken in hand. Kedamono looked up hopefully, only to yelp as Popee threw the plate into a nearby garbage can.

The ringleader sighed, calming himself before motioning to himself with a look that said, 'If you can't do this, watch me instead'. Stepping back, Popee shook out his limbs, preparing to atempt the stunt. Kedamono rose, watching pitifully as the other bent backwards, getting into the designated position, and finally flinging his leg in the air, successfully completing the pose.

Confetti appeared from seemingly nowhere as Kedamono clapped, only for a drawn out moment of silence left the two rather awkward. Something wasn't right. Popee's arms shook under his own weight, but couldn't seem to dislodge himself from the position. Worried looks overcame the both of them as Kedamono made his way over, carefully examining how Popee's body had locked in place.

A thought came to the purple one. Maybe it wouldn't even work, maybe it would get him killed, but boy, if it wasn't a fun idea.

The wolf-critter crept behind his companion, pretending to continue examining the other, poking at his leg still in the air, before prodding at the other's torso, causing Popee to wiggle around. Kedamono decided to continue, poking and tweaking until finally...

THUMP!

Popee lost his balance, wobbling arms dropping him to the ground as he lay, his body a little crumpled but thankfully not injured. After a few moments, Popee sat up, rubbing his head before making eye-contact with his assistant. The look quickly turned to a glare however as Kedamono slowly backed away, arms raised in front of him before dashing off, Popee not so far behind.

Yeah... probably not the best idea, but at least it worked?

WAAAH! I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I had a complete burnout and couldn't bring myself to write, but I really hope this is okay! 😥😥 I'm going to try to write some more, so I'll probably post another fic in a little while. It's going to be on Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, as that is my hyperfixation for the time being, so if you want me to write for that, I would be ecstatic to! I hope you have a wonderful day/night!

"Pride month is over"

WRONG! Your pride month is over! Me and all the other disabled queers are having pride month two: disability edition

LEE MIKEY LEE MIKEY!!!! 🧡 🧡 🧡

A present for my friend’s 18th birthday!! So smol yet so big x)

Also I swear Mikey needs more tickles

Aw, man you're making me blush- 😖 You're literally so freaking awesome omg!! I will definitely message you 💗💗💗

Hiiii again :)))

For the different hearts post you reblogged, I give you 🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

(definitely not a teensy bit embarrassed sending this or anything- not at all.)

Anyways, hope you have a great day/night 😄😊😊

HEY JUICE ☺️💝‼️

🩵 (You’re so cool, and I genuinely want to be besties) = KMFNGFSHK I’M BLUSHING A TAD BIT HERE; AWE 🥹???? I would absolutely love to be besties with you what the heck 😭😭😭😭😭?! It would be a personal honor, my liege 🕺🏾✨.

You have a spectacular day/night as well 🌚✨🌝!!!

ALR!

Three In One- 3 best friends. Landon, Mikey, and Riley. All 3 of my names in a friend group. Basically just a way to express everyday kid stuff/feelings through my work. I have a lot of ideas!

Starfall- basically a magical girl show.

The other Starfall show- basically a sentai show, which is basically a male magical girl show.

Divided- the war between humans and robots or aliens- can't really choose the mix

The Quest- a 14 year old boy goes on a quest after he discovers his mystical powers

Boy In Space- a teenage boy is abducted by aliens and must learn to live in space- as a trooper and new space boy- thought to be 'The Chosen One'

The Big Three- a show about the states of matter- Solid, Gas, and Liquid. There are multiple fusions with the 3 different.

The Five Senses- yall aren't dumb.

Solar- basically everything in space as humanoid personas- like them all as physical people.. but not people their actually like.. planets.

MAKE SURE YOU TELL WHY YOU CHOSE A CERTAIN ONE‼️‼️‼️

Tagging every single one of my Mooney squad and followers-

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@let1zya

@sunsetsandsunshine

@pokadotpeanut

@local-loudmouth

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EVERYONE- wow

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.

Soo.. my tumblr/google account has been locking me out for the past month, but i finally was able to get back in. If I kinda just disappear again without any notice.. I'm sorry, that's what's been happening. I will hopefully write all of the fics in my inbox as long as I don't get locked out again! Thank you all for your patience 😭

TOTTMNT INTRO GUYS !!!!!

Lee raph spot feet maybe Mikey uses his chains against him

Alright, I'm using this prompt for the poll, so let's do this! I don't think this has any spoilers, so we're all good!

(A/N: I FINISHED IT. I sincerely apologize for the wait, but I hope you enjoy! 😌)

lee! Raph

ler! Mikey

TW!: Some swearing!

The sound of scuffling brothers bounced off the walls of the lair, yelps and war-cries reaching every corner of the sewers as training began. The turtles had been a bit agitated all day, leaving a very annoyed Splinter to send them all to the dojo to blow off some steam.

Per usual, a duo was sent to fight while the others watched until it was another pair's turn, Donnie and Leo going first, the leader of the team winning within a couple minutes, but now it was Raph and Mikey's turn. A cocky smile overtook each turtle's features as the smack-talk began.

"You sure you don't wanna surrender before I knock you out? You'd be saved a couple bruises if you do, you know." the two circled one another, tension creeping into the room. "Hm. I think you underestimate me, Raph. Because, if I remember correctly, I beat you the last time we trained. Yohou didn't see me coming!" cheeky giggles flooded from the freckled turtle's mouth.

Raphael was getting fed up. Suddenly, he lunged at the younger and managed to land a hit to his shoulder with the handle of his sai. Mikey grunted, swinging his nunchucks out, whining as his brother dodged. The red-themed turtle swung his leg at the other's head, following through with another one aimed at the side of his shell.

Donnie and Leo cheered for their siblings, giving each one equal praise when a hit handed. Master Splinter took note of each move, giving guidance when it was needed. "Michelangelo, keep your leg straight. Raphael, do not focus entirely on offense."

"Mikey's lasting longer than usual, maybe he's been training more?" "Not likely. He complains when we go on an easy patrol around the city. He is holding out longer than I expected though, even Sensei seems surprised." Leo whispered back, head whipping from side to side as his little siblings ran across the dojo.

Raphael lowered himself to the ground and spun around, twisting his leg so that he bent his little brother's knee, almost making him lose balance. Mikey landed a few hits with his nunchucks to the sai-user's calf, making him wince before jumping back up.

The two seemed evenly matched for once, but as time passed Mikey started to lose focus. He took a few more kicks before deciding he needed a plan to win. 'Okay, this isn't getting me anywhere. Maybe if I think like Donnie I'll get the upper-hand? Wait, I want to win. Although..' A thought popped into the youngest's head. He wasn't sure if Master Splinter would approve, but it was worth bragging rights, right?

He waited for Raph to aim a kick high up again, gaining distance with a few swings of his nunchucks in the meantime. Soon enough, the older thrusted his leg up, and that's when Mikey struck.

He ducked and backed up slightly, swinging the chain of his nunchuck around the fiery-tempered turtle's ankle, smirking as a shocked noise pushed its way out of his throat. He pulled up, forcing Raph to awkwardly hop forward as to not fall. "Mikey! You can't do that, it's cheating!"

"Well, it's not my fault I found a vantage point!" still, the younger glanced at Master Splinter to make sure what he was doing wasn't actually against one of the super boring, excessively drawn out rules that he didn't have the attention span to listen to. His father didn't say anything, merely nodding in confirmation that he could continue. Mikey smiled, pulling back even more and snickering a bit when his brother struggled to not tumble to the floor.

After a few more moments, the orange-themed turtle raised his free hand, making sure Raphael could see it before wiggling his three fingers at him. He slowly inched towards his foot, and the other turtle's face flushed as he realized what was about to happen. Desperately trying to pull back, the sai-user soon came to the conclusion that he wasn't going to be able to escape. With that, he made a mental note to absolutely kick this guy's shell into oblivion later. "Mikey! I swear. I am so gonna- KGH!"

The inevitable eventually came, Mikey's wiggling fingers touching down on his brother's foot as a strangled shriek filled the room. The two seated mutants leaned to the side to see what was going on, smirking when they saw the tactic the youngest had come up with.

Raphael swiftly covered his mouth to prevent any more embarrassing noises from escaping. His entire leg jolted and kicked as Mikey kept scribbling away at his foot, making it increasingly more difficult to keep standing upright. His sais dropped to the floor, clattering on the mat. "MIHIkey! Stoho- Ihi'm goHONNA KIHILL YOHou!"

Eventually, the dam burst, a wide smile forcing its way upon the older's face, his shell meeting the ground soon after. Mikey, who at this point was having the time of his life tickling his brother, followed him to the ground and sat on his calf, using his knees to hold the sides of his nunchucks down, effectively pinning Raph's foot down in the process as he scritched along the flat surface.

The elder sibling screeched and flailed in an attempt to launch his brother off of him, but the tickling was sapping his strength away. His free leg was quick to hit into Mikey, trying desperately to stop the fluttering sensation building up.

"Ohhh Raph~! Looks like I'm winning again!" the orange-themed turtle smugly taunted, unfazed by the flailing limbs coming at him. "Maybe you need to practice some mo-"

The youngest was interrupted by a loud cackle, followed by the quiet giggles of his other brothers who were more than entertained at this point, watching their edgy brother being taken down. "ShuHUt yohohour MOHOHOUTH! DAHAMNIHIHIT! STAHAHAHAP!"

Raph threw his head back and desperately tried to squirm away, arching back into the matted floor as fingers scratched at the base of his toes. Mikey, on the other hand, was smiling like a dork, 100% enjoying the usually grouchy turtle laughing his head off.

"What's the magic word?~" Mikey was full of himself, sticking his tongue out in response to a rather rude hand gesture, retaliating with a sharp squeeze to the knee. Raph couldn't handle much more at this point, and though it was beyond embarrassing to admit defeat to the youngest of the family, let alone be found in this situation in the first place, he couldn't breathe very well, and he was too weak to really fight Mikey off anymore.

"MIHIKehehey! I cahaha- I gihive uhup!" the turtle's eye-ridges arched up in surprise. "Hmm? What was that Raphie? I can't quite hear you over your girlie screams!" the elder glared at his obnoxious brother through his laughter, but despite how much he wanted to punch him in the face, he still needed to tap out. Jeez, he was never gonna live this down.

"Ihihi sahaid stoHOHOP! PLEHEHEASE! AHAHA!" the nunchuck-user had began quickly scribbling over the ball of his foot for a few more seconds, before stopping his hands and jumping off his brother to avoid any attacks. As soon as his leg was free, Raph kicked the nunchuck off of him, sending it flying against the wall, and promptly curled up, wrapping his arms around his knees and caught his breath.

"Michelangelo, despite using.. unorthodox methods, is the winner." Master Splinter gave a look to Mikey, who only smiled mischievously. "A turtle's gotta do what a turtle's gotta do!" he shrugged, doing a little victory dance, failing to notice that Raphael had recovered, and was now creeping up behind him, a vengeful glint in his eye.

"I won, I wo- EEK! WAHAIT! RAHAPH I'M SAHARRY-!"

"Oh, but you don't know how sorry you'll be.."