Tickletober Day 10- Spidering

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Ducktales Tickle Headcanons!!

Oh my days, these little guys have been eating away at my thoughts for the last month, so I'm finally forcing myself to write!! 💞💞✍️✍️✍️

TW!: SOME SWEARING! Also, this does have spoilers for season 2!!!

Tags for moots!: @sunsetsandsunshine, @hypermoonlover, @rice-cake-teen10

Plus some other people that may enjoy!: @randommusicalfluff, @anxious-lee

Strap in, because I have a LOT to say about the triplets!!! (No seriously, I wrote a shit ton.. I need to be monitored or smth) Okay, here we go!

(Rahhh he's so stimmy I LOVE HIM!!!)

❤️ Huey! ❤️

Lee-Leaning Switch!! 65/35

Lee:

Okay, I think this gif says it all, but Huey can. NOT. stop. moving!!

One poke to the sides, and he is jumping away his with highest-pitched squeal you've ever heard

It's lowkey embarrassing sometimes because of how out of control he gets

Like, he's the oldest! He's supposed to be calm and collected!

That goes out the window when he's being tickled.

It's not that he doesn't like it, he thinks it's super fun and silly!

He just has no way to manage his body 🤷

I'd say his worst spots are his ribs, feet, back, and armpits

Usually, his laugh is very bright and airy, mostly consisting of surprised giggles

Get any of these spots though?

Instead, Huey is cackling like a lunatic, out of breath and looking like he's going crazy

His knees are a melt spot! Gentle tracing there, and he won't squirm as much, opting to curl up and giggle

Most definitely squeaks. Like- a lot.

Also cannot hold in his laugh for shit

Poor kiddo just bursts out laughing immediately

Has a habit of trying to talk through his laughter, but he can never really make coherent sentences. Can get out single words though

His brothers loove to tickle him as a means of convincing him to do things (Going on an adventure, donating to Louie's kids, etc..)

He and Dewey also regularly partake in tickle fights

It's pretty much a matter of who can reach the other's spots first to determine the winner

Doesn't get lee moods often, but they definitely still happen

The Duck family is actually extremely chill when it comes to tickling, so it's pretty normal for one of the triplets to just ask for tickles

Because of this, Huey can usually just ask one of his brothers or uncles for help :)

Whenever Huey does ask for tickles, he'll usually tell his ler to just pin his arms up or smth so he doesn't accidentally squirm away

Or hit someone. That has happened far more than he'd like to admit.

Still, his brothers always get over it, and love tickling him too much to ever stop

And when Della made it back from space???

OH YOU BEST BELIEVE HE IS GOING TO HIS MOM FOR TICKLES

Atp she tickles him the most

The first time, he probably just came up to her and asked, and Della was so surprised because like-

Her baby is ticklish?? He wants to be tickled?? 😃 He wants to be tickled by her??? 😭😭😭

There were some tears of joy that day, and she definitely indulged

I am sososo grateful we got lee!Huey in canon btw- because OH MY GOD 😭😭😭

Ler:

Loves tickling his brothers!!!

A more gentle ler, and is always very careful of boundaries

His style mostly consists of scribbling, and very rarely does anything rougher than a light squeeze

Huey tickles Louie the most, but it's usually because he asks the most. (more on that later)

Is willing to tickle anyone if they ask, and is always so happy to do so

Does tease, but only when it's someone he's familiar with, and the mood is chill

"Ahhtickletickletickle!! Is this a good spot?" "I've got you now~"

Things like that

Now, remember how I said he rarely tickles roughly??

Well, there are two exceptions.

One of those exceptions being if it is specifically requested by his lee

It's typically Dewey who does this, but Huey is still very cautious

Checks in more often when he's tickling harder, just to make sure everythings hunky dory

There hasn't really been a time when things went too far, and Huey is genuinely proud of that

Again, very respectful. Never wants to make anyone uncomfortable.

Now for the second exception.

It is a pretty well known fact that Huey can get out of control when he's really mad or worked up

Someone has to do something really wrong to awaken an angry Huey.

When that person happens to be one of his little brothers??

Well.. let's just say he didn't earn the title Tickle Monster for nothing.

Emphasis on the monster part

Even when he's seething, Huey still has the common sense not to hurt his siblings

But that doesn't mean he isn't willing to tickle them until they're crying and high-key about to piss themself

This has only happened like, 3 times?

Even so, the lee certainly knows what they did wrong, so there is no doubt that any of it is unprovoked

When he's in this zone, he does not say a word

Just stares menacingly at his lee, and keeps it up until they either apologize, or (more likely) he feels like he's evened out the score

And again, it does take a substantial amount of annoyance to unleash the Tickle Monster

And Huey always lets people know when he's getting annoyed waaay before he resorts to drastic measures

Will always ask if the lee is okay after he tickles them, and will probably get them some water

Bro, we managed to get lee AND ler content (technically) of Huey- I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!

💙 Dewey! 💙

Switch!! 50/50

Lee:

Absolutely loves tickling!

This boy yearns for attention every day of his waking life- tickling is no different!

Dewey's a fighter though, so his ler better expect to be able to hold their ground

Will tickle anyone back without hesitation

Well.. except for the Huey Tickle Monster..

That's the one time when he just accepts his fate.

Other than that, Dewey will totally slap away hands, buck, arch and kick- it's just his nature.

Worst spots are his sides, feet, belly, knees, and surprisingly enough, his cheeks!

He's pretty ticklish in other places too, but these spots can be really killer

Okay, let me tell you!!

THIS. BOY. HAS. NO. SHAME!!

Absolutely zero

If he wants to be tickled, he's walking up to whoever is closest and practically demanding that they do so.

He gets lee moods somewhat often, but he'll ask even if he's not in a mood

He could just be a little bored, and just go up to a brother for tickles

Donald thinks it is so cute, so of course he never says no

His brothers pretend it's annoying sometimes, but they've never said no either soo..

Even though he does move around a bit, Dewey can actually manage to keep his arms up pretty well if he wants to

You know the 'Arms Up' game??

He's deemed himself the all-time winner!

Only lost once, and that was to Webby

Dewey's laugh is super sporadic- it ranges from frantic giggles, to squealing, to cackles, and everything in between! Sometimes within a few seconds!

I said his cheeks are one of his worst spots, but they're also a melt spot for him!

Gentle fluttering there makes him squeak and grab onto his ler's wrists

Will straight up throw in the towel if he's being tickled that way, the light sensations are unbearable to him

During lee moods though, sometimes he'll ask specifically for cheek-tickles

Gets tickled by pretty much everyone, whether he asks or not

Donald specifically has to tickle him to calm some of the energy down sometimes

With three kids, he tries and tries to find ways to make life more manageable

He's found that 5 minutes set aside to tickle Dewey consistently works to keep him under control

By the way, we can all agree that he is the biggest mama's boy known to man, correct? Good. I thought so.

Dewey is always asking her to tickle him, and has even gotten her back a few times!!

For a while, he went into detective mode to try and figure out if she was ticklish

Asking Uncle Donald, his brothers, everyone.

At some point, he crept up behind her and just squeezed her sides

Della legit screamed, whipped around, and tickled the daylights out of him.

Dewey had no regrets, and now will always start tickle fights with her.

NOT ONLY DID WE GET CANON TICKLES FOR HUEY, BUT DEWEY IS TICKLISH TOO!! 🥳💞💞

Ler:

He is a crazy ler!!

Tickles anyone and everyone ALWAYS.

If you let your guard down for a minute, there is a 90% chance that you're gonna get got.

His style is super chaotic, with wiggling fingers, tazes, squeezes, pokes..

Dewey will dew it all.

Depending on who he's tickling, he adjusts to tickle lighter or harder

His only goal is to make his lee laugh as much as possible

If light tickles can achieve that? He's going in gentle!

Harder tickles get a better reaction? He's doing that instead!

He tickles everybody about the same amount, but he does get Webby pretty frequently

Keeps track of how many times he's gotten each of his friends/family throughout the week

Does respect boundaries of course, but Dewey can get carried away sometimes

The triplets have a codeword, so he usually stops as soon as they say it

Besides that, he can forget that people need to breathe

He does do his best to check in sometimes, it just might take a second for him to remember

Gets ler moods too, and typically goes to Louie for those

His little brother whines about it, but will usually accept.

If the script is flipped, however, and someone goes to Dewey with a lee mood??

Oh ho ho, he is ecstatic!!!

As soon as boundaries and limits are communicated, he is practically jumping on his lee and going crazy.

Seems like the type to pin people down to get their worst spots

Sits on legs, holds an arm up, all of that.

Teases like nobody's business!

Wiggles his fingers, slooowly inches closer to a tickle spot, and that's just the physical stuff!

With verbal teasing, he'll make little sound effects as he works, gives compliments, whatever he can think of.

Will also pretend that he's not the one tickling his lee, asking them again and again why they're laughing

"What could possibly be so funny! Unless.. you've finally realized how hilarious I am!"

LOVES to use raspberries

They always get such frantic reactions from his brothers, how could he not use them??

Will end it all with a hug and some more compliments to keep the mood light

💚 Louie 💚

Lee!! 95/5

Lee:

Okay, look at his silly little face and tell me that this kid is anything but a lee.

I only put 5% because I feel bad for him 😭/hj

No but seriously, Louie is the biggest lee of the family! No doubt about it.

He actually really likes tickling, but refuses to admit it.

His brothers know already, they see right through his facade

Gives bratty lee energy, but it is super easy to take him down a peg.

Very big squirmer, but (suspiciously enough) never tries to actually get away.

He'll arch, twist, and kick halfheartedly, and will also wrap his arms around himself though

His laugh is loud and abrupt, and always sounds hysterical and loopy

Even if less ticklish spots are being targeted, he immediately bursts out into giggles with no chance at speaking

His words just jumble together, and it sounds like he's drunk or something

Because of this, if Louie can't manage to get the duck's safe-word out, a tap on the shoulder or the leg works just the same.

Also hides his face A. LOT!!

Hides in his hoodie, or puts his hands over his face

Worst spots are probably his sides, feet, armpits, belly, and neck

Can't take being tickled for very long, he's super sensitive

Cries extremely easily too

Like, a couple scribbles to his stomach and poor Louie is shaking his head frantically, hitting at the floor with a red face and tears in his eyes

It always scares the crap out of Huey, but they've talked about it. It's just how he reacts.

Dewey is more used to it, and rarely pays any mind when his little brother turns into a living water fountain

Teasing makes this boy's face so red- He's cooked the moment a word leaves his ler's mouth.

I said before that Dewey is great at the 'Arms Up' game..

Louie is not.

He doesn't even have a proper score because he never even managed to get his arms above his head in the first place

His brothers have tried to get him to play countless times, but the very mention of tickling has his nervous system going crazy

The most he's accomplished on his own was getting them half up, with his elbows pressed to his sides

The other triplets just yank his arms up and tickle him anyways, the game long forgotten at the sound of his surprised shrieks

If you catch him by surprise, Louie will quite literally collapse

Dewey loves to clamp onto his sides when he least expects it, because his reaction is hilarious.

His knees will buckle, and he'll go falling to the floor with a screech

It always cracks his brothers up.

Gets lee moods on a weekly basis at least

It's very common for Huey to find his littlest brother acting quieter than usual, with a slightly pink face and his hands fidgeting in his pockets.

Louie is pretty much the only one embarrassed to ask for tickles, so he'll try to hide how he feels

Luckily for him, his siblings are too emotionally attentive to not realize when he's in a mood

Again, he doesn't directly ask for tickles, but Huey ends up noticing the most, while Dewey will tickle him more at random.

Can't say "tickle". It's just not in his vocabulary.

Instead, will make a face, and say:

"Uh... You know, the t-word."

When Della returned and was introduced to the family, it took a while for Louie to decide that he did want her to tickle him too

Dewey immediately took it as his mission to help, and spilled the info to their very surprised (and very touched) mom.

After that, Della made it a point to tickle her youngest whenever he wanted, and quickly picked up on some of the signs he would drop

BRO I NEED SOME LER DELLA CONTENT I SWEAR

Ler:

Not gonna lie, I can hardly see Louie as the type to tickle other people a whole lot, so apologies for this section being shorter than the rest 😅

Okay, it's not that he doesn't want to tickle people (although that usually isn't on his agenda)

Louie Duck is hopeless when it comes to being a ler

He gets so embarrassed just thinking about it that he gives up.

Cannot tease, or say tickle, or any of that

He's attempted to tickle his brothers a total of maybe 2 times, but it didn't work out

There was a time when he tried to scribble at Dewey's knee when they were watching tv

Dewey was legit so confused, because his brother had never ever done something like that, and lowkey asked if he needed something 😭

Louie played it off like he wanted the remote, but his face was so red- Dewey knew something was up

After some pointless questioning, Dewey just wrecked his shit right then and there.

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Okay, that's all I've got for now!! Apologies for my insane word vomit, I've been needing some content bro 🥲

Anyways, Ducktales is becoming a bigger fandom for me, so if you guys have requests, I'd be happy to write for them!

Tickletober Day 11- Hug

This is a 2012 fic!

Bro it's so cool to get to write for so many new characters! Alr, enjoy!

Lee: Donnie

Ler: Casey

TW!: MILD SWEARING! FEELINGS OF BEING OVERWHELMED! (This turned out to be a little angstier than I initially intended it to be, but it's nothing crazy.)

This is set between season 3 and four. I'll describe a little more under the cut, but beware of mild spoilers!

(Set after the Kraang invasion, but before the crew goes to space. 👍)

"'Sup, guys! Make way for Casey Jones!"

The black-themed teen hopped the turnstile at the entrance of the lair, and nodded a greeting at the sunset duo, who were on the couch. Leo walked in from the kitchen to greet him, and smiled. "Hey, Leo. Where's Donnie? I gotta tell him about my idea for the Shellraiser!"

The blue-banded turtle's smile faltered, and he nodded towards the shut doors of the scientist's lab. "He's.. in there. I don't think he's doing so well, so go easy on him, okay?" Casey nodded, muttering a "gotcha" before making his way to the purple-teen's lab.

Upon opening the door, the raven-haired was met with a clearly upset Donatello, head hidden in his arms on the desk. Casey frowned, taking a more careful approach at confronting him. "Hey, Don. You.. alright? You don't seem too good." Donnie groaned, pressing his face harder into his arms. "No, Casey.. Just leave me alone."

Casey sat on the chair he had been using for the past few days since getting back from the farmhouse, leaning an elbow on the other's desk next to him. "You wanna.. talk about it? We're friends, you know."

The scientist paused, glancing up from his arms, then sighed. "I.. suppose that might actually help.." Casey smiled, scooting his chair to face the other better.

"I guess.. I've just been overwhelmed. I'm always pressured to fix problems, repair broken things, and prepare everyone for everything.. and I have to figure it all out with what I know of science and mechanics. It's gotten to the point where.. I just don't really see it as a passion anymore. More of a.. responsibility."

The smile on the shorter's face was immediately wiped away as he heard the problem, brows furrowing in concern. Crap. He knew about the weight on his friend's shoulders, but for him to start losing his passion for science..

"Don, we didn't know.." He looked down, trying to think of what would comfort the other. "Do you.. need a break from it? I think we could probably manage for a little bit, and you've taught me lots of stuff.." The lanky turtle rubbed at his face, groaning again.

"I don't know.. if I'm not working.. what else do I do? Just sit here, twiddling my thumbs?" he scoffed. "I don't have anything, other than knowledge.."

"Hey- don't talk like that. You're not just a pile of thoughts, you're a super cool dude. None of us think of you as just 'the brainy guy'. You do know that, right?"

The mutant seemed to miss a beat, biting his cheek. "Yeah.." he nodded slowly. "Right, I know that." Casey huffed, rather aggressively wrapping his arm around the other. "Well, just in case you forgot, allow me to give you a few reminders."

Donnie had started to relax into what he thought was a hug, lifting an arm up to hold onto his friend. Not even two seconds later, a choked noise escaped him as that same hand darted for his throat. Instead of being strangled, as his reflexes seemed to have expected, the fingers started wiggling into the side of his neck. The purple-themed turtle let out frantic giggles, chin slamming down on the other's hand, and his shoulders shot up, but it did little to stop the attack.

"Akgh- Cahasey! Whahat the hehehell! Heheh!"

A grin was back on the raven-haired's face, and he kept pressing his fingers along the taller's neck. He brought his other hand up, and rammed his nails into the cartilage of his side, resulting in a shriek from the other. "Heh! Don, you wanna know something?"

The gap-toothed mutant snorted, scrunching up as best he could, arms weakly swatting around. "NAHAH! Ihi- Whahahat?" He managed to speak around his giggles, folding over and slouching dramatically in his chair. Casey laughed, moving to tickle both of his sides at once, short nails running up and down the bridge of his shell. A wide smile cracked the mutant's face, and he tried to wrap his arms around his waist, but the other just reached around him.

Donnie's legs flailed about, and he slapped at the flat surface in front of him. "We all really care about you. If you feel like you need a break, or want to do something different, we'll be there."

Don squealed as his ribs were squeezed, and was soon screeching and begging for his release, as his friend tickled him mercilessly. Even if he could find the proper words to respond, they would be drowned out by his laughter. Casey watched the other's eyes squeeze shut, and shoved a hand up into his underarm.

"GAHAHAH! CahaHAHASE- HIC! NYEHEH! HIHI CAHAHN'T! SNRT- STAHAHAP!"

The black-themed only shook his head, putting on a mock-serious tone. "Not until you tell me how great you are."

"CAHASEY! FUHUCK NOHO! JUHUST STAHAHAP!"

He tickled harder, digging into the indent of his side.

"KGHEHEHEH! NOHO-"

"Admit it."

It took another couple seconds of tickling, and a poke to the hip, but Donnie finally broke.

"AH! OhohkahaHAY! OKAYOKAYOKAY! IHI'M SNRT- GREHEAT! I'M GREHEAT NOW STAHAP!"

Casey smiled, lowering his hands. He patted the turtle's carapace as he giggled, slowly catching his breath. When he did, he leaned backwards, holding onto the ledge of the table to keep from falling, and closed his eyes.

"Johones.. I hate you."

The shorter only chuckled, giving the other a poke in the corner of his armpit. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever." There was a moment of comfortable silence, followed by a more careful, "..so, do you think you need to take a break?"

Donnie sighed. "Actually.. I think I was overthinking things a little. I'll be okay.. if I could get a little help here and there."

The hockey-playing teen grinned.

"Casey Jones is your man!"

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-)

What iffff a lee '03 Leo fic??

It would be centered around the end of Season 4, so I'll put my yap in the tags for spoilers

I'm excited!!

🎃𝓜𝓨 𝓟𝓛𝓐𝓝 𝓕𝓞𝓡 𝓣𝓘𝓒𝓚𝓛𝓔𝓣𝓞𝓑𝓔𝓡👻

So as we all know, October is in a couple days (WOOP WOOOOOP‼️)…and the first day of October marks the very first day of Tickletober 💜🧡!!!

And if you’ve been keeping up with my blog as of late…you’ll know I plan on doing all 30 days (the last day is me just chilling, thoooouugh)!!!

I have around 23(?) finished fics so far and this week is just me finalizing them and writing the remainder of the stories 😎👍🏾!

But I want everyone to keep in mind I most likely won’t be taking requests for a while after October ends. I personally just want to focus on school and getting my grades up— plus I’m lowkey getting burnt out from all the writing 👁️👄👁️

I hope everyone who is participating in this awesome event has a whole bunch of fun‼️‼️‼️ I’m legit SO hyped to see what everyone brings to the tickle table EHEEHEH 🤭‼️

See you guys around 🫶🏾~!

rb to tell prev they're being so brave right now and pat their head a little please

Tickletober Day 22- Role Reversal

This is a Rise fic! Also, it's based off of the intro to Smart Lair! (The episode starts with Donnie screaming, with Leo and Mikey chasing after him. Raph comes in and stops them, then Donnie complains about never being a mummy. I wanted to explore why he's never able to, and how he would act if he were to be a mummy.)

Lee: Mikey, Leo, Raph (implied)

Ler: Donnie

TW!: SOME SWEARING! SUSPENSE! (Dark rooms, shadows in doorways)

I split the fic into parts to help it go faster, so if there's any misinterpretation as to what's happening, feel free to ask for clarification!

"Can I please be the mummy this time?"

Raph sighed, Leo groaned, and Mikey pouted. "Donnie, if Raph lets ya be a mummy, do ya promise not to get all of of control again.. like.. that time?" The softshell straightened his posture, hands going behind his back in a neat clasped form. "I promise."

The red-themed turtle squinted at his little brother, nodding slowly. "Alright, then.. You can be the mummy." Donnie grinned sweetly, uncrossing his fingers and taking them from behind himself to do a fist-pump. "Oh yeah!"

Leo and Mikey looked on nervously.

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The Lou-Jitsu movie had begun playing, and the four sat down on the ground, going over rules. This happened every time they turned on the film, and they had all seen the movie enough times to remember the intro word-for-word anyway.

"...And no toilet paper wars. It is to be used strictly for costume."

Leo gave a sharp look to Mikey, who only shrugged. "Don't look at me! Raph started it." The slider waved him off, then tossed a roll of toilet paper to his twin.

Donnie almost caught it, sighing as he picked it off the ground. "Just so we're clear, this is directly from the packaging, right?" Leo rolled his eyes, but nodded. "Yes, you maniac-" There was a creaking door from the movie, making each brother perk up. "Shhh! Guys, Lou Jitsu's entering the tomb! Donnie, go get ready!" The purple-themed turtle got to his feet, scurrying off into the other room.

"So!" Mikey clapped. "Who's scared for their lives?"

All three of them raised their hands.

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The lights were turned off, and Leo started standing on Splinter's armchair, quoting along with the scene as it played. "And I, Lou-Jitsu, will defeat you, mummies!"

A metallic sound came from the sewer tunnel. Mikey flinched, turning around, but he saw nothing. He was standing on the ground beside the slider, and gulped, grabbing onto the blue-themed turtle's arm at a flash of silver in the doorway. "I don't mean to break character, but.. I don't think Donnie's keeping his promise.."

Leo gave him an uneasy glance, turning around just in time to catch a glimpse of purple, much closer than a couple seconds ago.. He missed his next line, trying to get back into the rhythm of the movie. "Uh- and.. If any of you try any funny business, I'll.. send you crying to your mummy.."

When the elder turned to his brother, he saw that Mikey's face was pale, and he was inching away from the dark doorway. The sword-wielder turned, only to be met with red eyes staring at them.

"Donnie?.."

"EEEK! SHIT!"

A robotic noise came from behind the two, and the younger jumped up onto the armchair as well, almost causing the both of them to go toppling down as the other wobbled. Leo jumped at a noise behind him as well, the two silently waiting for their brother to enter at his cue. The movie had its cue pass, but nothing happened. A minute went by, the Baha-Blast duo whispering fearfully at each other.

Soon enough, the cue for the main mummy came, and the turtles held each other's arms. Donnie should never have been allowed to be anyone other than the side character who almost dies every movie..

The cue passed. Donnie didn't come.

Leo looked at Mikey, and Mikey kept staring at the doorway. "Dee?.." Another moment passed, and the two almost relaxed into the silence, except each of their sides were latched onto from behind.

"AHH! AHAAH- HAHAH!"

Leo winced at his baby brother's loud screaming, but yelped as well, hands launching down to push away the attacker. "AH! Noho!- DohOHONNIE!"

The blue-themed turtle whipped around, and was met with his twin, eyes staring blankly ahead as his hands dug into their sides. "I am a mummified Egyptian body, I am not Donatello.."

Mikey squeaked as his ribs were dug into, squatting on the top of the armchair when his knees buckled. Donnie only sat on the armrest, squeezing Leo by the thigh, effectively sending him down as well. Leo screeched, writhing on the cushion, trying to dislodge the fingers at his leg. "STAHAHAHAP! KCCH- DOHOOON!"

Metallic spider arms suddenly shot out of his battle-shell, capturing the two's arms in a hand each. Leo squirmed, eyes wide with panic, just above his knee being squeezed at. "HAHAHAH! FUHUCK, STAHAP! HEHAAH!" Donnie gave no response, tickling harder.

Mikey squealed, trying to pull his arms down, but they were pinned high above his head. He wriggled about, trying to twist his ribs out of the elder's grip. "DohoHONNIE! Ihi cahahan't-"

"Groan. I don't care~" The scientist continued to make onomatopoeia sounds, his brothers squirming and flailing. "You're both doomed to face the wrath of the tickle monster! Ghastly noises."

"RAHAHAHAPH! RAHAPH, HEHELP US! HEHE'S- HE'S NOT PLAHAHAYING RIGHT!" Leo screamed, head thrown back in hysterical cackles as his thigh was only tickled at faster in retaliation.

"PLEHEASE, STOHOHOP IT DONNIHIHIEE! NAHAH- EEEEK!-" The softshell fluttered his hand into the youngest's underarm, staring on blankly as the box turtle arched up, giggling increasing ten-fold. The movie played on in the background, but the three were not paying attention. The music escalated, almost ringing out louder than the turtle's laughter.

All of a sudden, Raph came running into the room, tackling Donnie. "Take this, evil mummy!" The softshell tumbled to the ground, almost taking the other turtles with him. Leo and Mikey, now free from his grasp, could escape, the elder grabbing Mikey's arm and rushing out through his giggles.

Donnie twisted, slipping through the snapping-turtle's arms, and jumping away. Raph whipped around, then froze at the dark glare the tech-loving teen had on. It was then that he made the connection between his other sibling's predicament, and his own. Crap..

"Uhuhm- Donnie, what- NoOHO! GET AWAY, YA DEHEMON!"

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Urghh, sorry I'm a bit behind, but I haven't had more than a couple minutes each day to get writing done. I'm doing my best, and as soon as I have more time, I'll get all of them done. Have a great day/night!

Tickletober Day 18- Tickle Fight

This is a 2003 fic!

Lee: Mikey, Raph

Ler: Raph, Mikey

TW!: SWEARING!

"Raaaph, come read this with me!"

Raphael groaned to himself. Whatever weird as hell comic book his brother had, he did not want to have to read it too. The youngest called out again, and he cursed himself for having such a weakness for baby brothers. "Yeah, yeah. 'M comin', Mike."

Upon entering the living room, he noticed that the orange-clad turtle had in fact many different comics, all splayed out across the couch. The elder sighed, walking over and dropping himself beside his brother. "Hey! Don't sit on that! It's a limited edition!" Raph gave him a look, pulling the slightly crumpled paper from under him. The other whined, trying to smooth it out with his hands. "Your big butt ruined it!"

The sai-user rolled his eyes, reaching to pinch at his brother's side. "Oh relax. Who's even gonna care?" Mikey squeaked, dropping the book in his lap, and reaching to push the fingers away. "Ihi will! Stohop!"

The orange-themed turtle snatched his brother's hand away, yelping when it launched itself at him instead. He fought with the limb for a few moments, before darting his own out and shoving his fingers under the other's arm. "GHRK- Mikey.. if- ya dohon't stop, Ihi'll-" He shut his mouth, not trusting himself to keep his composure. Those few giggles spilling out were more than enough.

"Yohou did it first! HeHEY-" Raph had lurched forwards, pushing at the younger's arm before less than gently beginning to dig into his underarms. Mikey curled in on himself, desperately trying not to kick any special comics in his way. Apparently, the elder had noticed, swiping the comics away before attacking his sibling with more vigor.

"HAHAH! NOHO, WAHAHAIT RAHAPH!" Mikey shrieked, squirming around as the fingers dug harder under his arms. He made an attempt at squeezing the elder's side, succeeding in catching him off guard. Raph flinched back, one hand leaping to stop his brother, while the other still kept on tickling.

Mikey's legs kicked out, but he was able to gain back enough control of himself to reach up and start drilling into his brother's ribs. "Heheh- Yohour tuhuhurn!" Raph snorted, laughter following the sound closely. "Mihike. Dohon't SNRT- force myhy hand hehere.."

When the youngest didn't stop, the red-themed turtle resisted the urge to curl up, instead latching onto his brother's thighs. The nunchuck-user bucked, pulling away, but the grip on his legs prevented him from moving back too much.

"HAHAHAH! FAHACK, NOHOHO! KGHHEHEHEH!"

Raph only squeezed harder, sending the other into a fit of cackles. The older mutant was sure that he was winning, as someone literally wheezing from laughter most likely couldn't do anything. He was right for the most part. Mikey's hand fell from its place at the other's side, curling up into himself and hitting at the arms of his brother.

It seemed there wasn't any competition anymore, so Raph let his guard down, resituating himself more comfortably to continue wrecking the orange-clad. Mikey only squeaked, throwing his head back. He had pressed himself into the side of the couch, arching away from the attacking hands.

He peeked an eye open, seeing the extended arms of the elder reached over to tickle him. If he gave up, there was no way Raph would let him go any time soon. And he was speaking from experience..

Fighting the urge to move away and run, the younger pried his arms away from the protective stance they were in, digging into the elder's stomach. "GAHAHH!- QuihiHIT IHIT RIHIhight nohow.."

For all his ticklishness, Mikey still had the resistance to keep tickling- or so he thought.. Instead, he went crashing to the floor as the spot just above his knees were squeezed, landing straight on his ass- and on top of a big pile of his 'valuble books'. "Rahahaph!.. lohook what yohou did!"

The elder sighed, reaching an arm out to help his brother up. "Duhunno what'cher talkin' about.. I moved those so thehey wouldn't get all messed up. That's your fault 'fer fallin' on them."

Mikey whined, taking the hand and grabbing the comics, turning them over to assess the damage. "Noho! That's your fault for making me fall in the first place!"

"Ya mean squeal 'n fly off the couch like a baby? Sure." The orange-themed turtle shook his head, groaning. "No.. this one's ruined!" He flopped back onto the couch theatrically, setting the comic over his plastron. Raph just looked on in mild confusion. "Mikey, that looks just like it did two minutes ago.."

"No it doesn't! Look at that tear!"

"There's not a mark on that piece of paper.."

"That's what you think. The pain! The agony!"

"Don't be so dramatic..."

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