#leonardo hamato x reader

[dancingdonatello]

Hello there !

A totally helpless Rise!Leo who got shell scratches by reader ? Pretty please ? Reader is his friend and discovers that Leo turns into a true purr mess in this situation.

Feel free to ignore this request ! Have a nice day !

rise leo x reader

Leo’s back was facing you. You weren’t one to ogle their turtle features since you would never want to offend your friends, but now he couldn’t see how your eyes roamed his shell.

You looked over the scratches, the rivots, chips and scars of the shell. The blue rings on the shell that sometimes reflected light or glowed when he used ninpo. He was so cool.

Could his shell feel touch? Without thinking, you reached out your palm and placed it against the top of his shell. He stiffened, looking over his shoulder to see what you were doing.

Well, you better take your chance now. You smoothed your fingers down the dip of his lower back, before flipping your hand and tracing your nail against a scratch on the surface of his shell.

He shivered. Violently. Then you heard a deep rumble. Your hand paused and Leo coughed, the rumbling quieting.

Your eyes lit up.

“Do you purr?!” You reached for him again but he scrambled away, picking up a pillow from the couch and throwing it directly into your face. You almost toppled over with the force of it.

“Stay away!” You lunged after him, latching onto his waist and sending the two of you crashing to the floor. He broke your fall and he groaned under both the weight of you and the force of the fall.

You sat on the back of his thighs and you grinned at his pouting face as he rested the side of his face on the cold ground.

“This floor probably hasn’t been cleaned in—” His complaint was cut off when you lightly dragged your nails down his carapace. He melted into the floor, boneless, and a loud churr purr rumbled from his chest.

Oh. This was your new favorite thing.

[fleshthatfalls]

real

[tmntxthings]

一∑From the Start・゜・。

author’s notes: scurries in from the darkness, throws this > 💣 < out into the light, and runs back for cover 💥

warnings: unedited, angst, drabble, unrequited love, pining, daydreams, cliffhanger

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When Leo invited you down to the lair to hang out, you had thought maybe it would be a movie thing. Or perhaps even going to the ramp room, chatting while he practiced skateboarding tricks that almost always ended badly with bruises. You wouldn’t have been surprised if he had dragged you into the kitchen to whip up something to eat or just snack on whatever the two of you could find.

But no, instead, he led you to his room, with a skip in his step. When you questioned why it had to be just the two of you. Why all of his brothers were rolling their eyes in Leo’s direction. He just shook his head, “I can’t tell anyone else! You’re the only one I can trust!” It was then, that you had a sinking feeling.

This scenario had happened before. Many times actually. You glanced back at the bros, exasperated already and you hadn’t even heard anything yet. But you knew.

Once in his room, Leo let go of you, and jumped face first into his bed. He let out a dramatic screech, kicking to boot before he turned to the ceiling and announced, “I’ve got a crush,”

You held back a sigh as you walked over to the only chair in his room. Pulled it out from under the desk, and sat, getting ready for the long haul. “Who and how?”

He really hadn’t even needed the question. He was off to the races explaining exactly how he had met ~them~ and all the moments after, from whence his heart first skipped a beat, the beauty that they hold, how they laugh at all his jokes. Your eyes clouded over.

This was pure torture. As your eyes unfocused, you let your train of thought wander away from Leo’s babbling fancies. Truly you’d lost count of how many times this had happened before. It was always the same things that made his heart flutter. That made him go crazy, so much so, that he’d tire out his brothers from all the lovesick shenanigans and bring you into the mix.

Which was like listening to chalk squeak against a chalkboard. Shrill and grating. If you didn’t tune it out, you’d go crazy yourself. Because it was despicable to listen to your own crush, talk about how much they wanted someone else.

For a second, you could just blink, look over at him, and pretend he wasn’t saying anything of consequence. “Blah blah blah,” his mouth moved, but you weren’t listening. That was better. It was unfair how pretty he could be. Especially when he was happy, especially when he was falling hard. The way he smiled, how his eyes shined. His hands couldn’t stop moving, he just had to animate with his whole body about how he felt. Your knee started to bounce. He was being cruel and he didn’t even realize it.

It wasn’t fair. But then again, how would he ever know unless you told him? You imagined what it would be like. To interrupt him. To confess your love. He’d probably laugh in your face. Ha what a great joke Y/n, now get real and back to my love crisis. That’s what he’d say. Or something along the lines of it.

But sometimes you could imagine him pausing completely. Getting taken so off guard that he no longer had the words to respond. That maybe he’d look at you with a different light. So maybe that was why you did it. On the off chance that, maybe, Leo had always harbored something for you too. Just deep down! So deep that he felt the need to hide it with all of these other so called crushes.

“Leo!”

He blinked and sat up from where he had been laying, interrupting his tangent.

“What?!”

Straightforward. That would be the best route.

“I like you.” Your eyes were steady, yet your heart raced. It was thundering in your chest as you watched one of his brow bones raise.

“I like you too Y/n” he said so as if it was obvious. Which meant he was misunderstanding.

“No no, not like that. I like you.” You strained with the emphasis as you willed his thick skull to understand. And it must’ve gotten through because his eyes widened just a bit.

“You like me?” He questioned, sitting up even straighter than before. Now you had his attention. And you could feel sweat building up in your palms as you nodded seriously.

“But, we’re best friends..” and you could’ve let that shoot you down. But you continued on. Getting up from your spot, from the single chair, and making your way over to him. Despite how every step made you second guess yourself. Despite thinking maybe it was a better idea to just run out of his room. Or to just settle for the friendship you thought you had wanted.

But you pushed through it all as you sat down next to him. “We are. You’re my best friend Leo. And I, maybe I’m greedy, but I can’t help it. I’ve liked you for so long now. And I don’t think I can just sit idly by anymore.”

You took a breath, palms closing into fists. Eyes closing because if he was going to reject you, it’d be better to not see the pity on his face. You piped up once more before he could say anything, “Every time you talk about your crushes, I can’t help but think, but wish, that it were me! And every time you get over one, I get ahead of myself, I hope that maybe, one day, you’ll look at me differently!”

There was so much you could say. So many different ways to say it. But that was the gist. “That… you’ll like me like that. That you’ll return the feelings I’ve felt for you,” you blew out a breath. Then looked into his eyes.

Leo was rarely ever serious but he was now. “I never knew…” he said softly after a moment of silence. Of taking in all that you had revealed. You nodded not knowing what that meant for your relationship with him now. And the fear of losing him forever leaked onto your face. His eyes softened, a green hand going out to cup your cheek.

“I wish I’d known sooner,” and with that he brushed a finger against your skin. He looked down at your lips as they parted with a shocked breath. He smirked, as only Leo could, and leaned down with a silent question that had you tilting your head to give him better access to your lips.

“Y/n are you even listening to me?”

You blinked.

“Huh?”

You were in the single chair.

“Hello! Earth to Y/n, this is like the biggest moment of my life, I’m telling you I think they may be the one!! Come on focus!!”

Right. You straightened up, crossing a leg over the knee that wouldn’t stop bouncing.

“Sorry, go on,”

And he blinded you with that smile as he retold all of the sickening things that made him so endeared to his crush. If only it wasn’t so endearing to you.

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This ↓ is why this ↑ came about :D

[fluffytriceratops]

𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 - 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 [𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞]

notes: leo reacting to y/n pulling him in for a kiss by his belt. ;) i'm doing this for all of them and it's in headcannon style because i'm in a rut and lazy. bayverse spefically for now, but let me know if you want this for other iterations as well. ^v^

click here to read donnie's ver.

click here to read mikey's ver.

click here to read raph's ver.

warnings: mature language, nsfw mentions/sexual themes.

tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @leosgirl82 @rheawritesforfun @s-s-ironnie @post-apocalyptic-daydream @mysticboombox @drowninghell @lec743 @raphielover @tmntspidergirl @raphslovemuffin80 @squirrelfurs @bibiz82

(if you want to be tagged in my future tmnt related work, feel free to lemme know and i'll happily tag you~!)

i'm sending all the love and virtual hugs to you! love you guys!! ^w^

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- eyes would widen a fraction, and if you weren't paying attention you probably wouldn't notice.

- at the feeling of your hands on his belt, he would raise an eye ridge.

- his jaw would clench, and again, if you weren't watching him closely you wouldn't notice.

- hands would slide to your waist. grip would tighten a little at the feeling of your breath fanning his face.

- his cheeks would warm at the close proximity, his gaze would study you.

- so intense it made your skin prick in delight.

- he'd pull you closer at the feeling of your lips against his own.

- and once you'd both pull away he'd send you the most breathtaking smile. the type that literally takes your breath away and make your heart clench.

- leo would lean closer to you, so close you could feel his breath against your ear. "that was a very bold move, y/n.." he would murmur, his voice low, husky, and laced in a teasing tone.

- his voice alone would bring you pleasure, giving you goosebumps and causing a shiver to snake up your spine.

- your cheeks would dust in a soft rosey glow, but you'd force a smirk on your delicate lips.

- "exactly why i did it, leonardo." you'd all but purr. grabbing his bandana tails and twirling them around a finger with a coy smile that had his heart stuttering and thoughts to falter for a moment.

- leo loved hearing you say his name like that.

- he'd bite his lip subcontiously and study you with those intense blue eyes of his.

- "and what spurred on this bold move?"

- leaning closer to him, brushing your lips against his once more-

- "i was hoping you'd pull an even bolder one~"

- if you were in a secluded area, and especially if no one was around, he'd take you right then and there.

- if you were more in public, he'd find the most hidden place he could and mark every inch of you as his. ;)

- either way you're covered with love bites.

- leo wants you all to himself, and he'd be deliberate with his markings. putting them in places where they wouldn't be seen by the naked eye normally. that way, you two are the only ones aware of their existence.

- and when you guys were with company again, he'd brush his hand over the spots, despite not being able to see them, he'd know exactly where they were. he would apply a bit of pressure, to make it known to you, and only you, that he was very aware of this,

- leo likes to watch you squirm.

- and he makes you squirm as often as he can.

[aangelicano]

being leo's first kiss. it's curious and timid at first, feather like before with teeth.

he cradles the side of your face with one hand while the other holds the nape of your neck, absentmindedly pulling you into another kiss. you're dying without another breath in that kiss. he would feign a pout when you finally pull away from each other, but that quickly drifts away when you nuzzle your foreheads together.

you both are smiling without realizing it, it just comes naturally when you're with him. being happy.

[mindless-existence1]

Hiiiii!!!! I would love to request a oneshot of Rise!Leo having his first kiss with the reader (gender neutral). I want the oneshot to take place after the ROTTMNT movie, and I want it to have a love confession!! (Leo can be the one who confesses)

If you can do this for me, it would absolutely make my day!! THANK YOU!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Authors note: So like the request says this is gn reader and it's implied that Leo and Reader have been friends for a while. Also reader can fight so they are present during the kranng fights. Hope you enjoy! Also not beta read so might have a lot of errors!

REQUESTS OPEN! REQUESTS OPEN FOR FLUFF AND KINKTOBER AS WELL!

The lair was tense, the Hamato family was scattered around. Donnie, Mikey, and Splinter were in the med bay doing check ups. Raph was in his room and April and Casey were out getting food.

You and Leo were in his room, sitting together in silence. Something Leo had said caught you off guard during the last battle.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FlashBack~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You and Leo got stuck with one of the smaller krangs under a large cave of rubble. The creature had gotten a hit on your shoulder that caused you to fall down. Leo's rage fueled him to finally kill the monster.

He ran to you falling to his knees in worry next to you. Tears start to build in his eyes as he holds pressure onto your wound. You're going in and out of unconsciousness from the blood loss.

"Y/n? Y/n please stay with me." His voice seems hoarse and he can feel the tears start running down his face. When you don't respond he starts to panic "I can't lose you! Y/n I love you."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of FlashBack~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The two of you a sitting facing each other on the terrapin's bed. He was fiddling with his fingers in embarrassment. You had finally gotten done getting stitched up meaning you were free to leave the infirmary.

You immediately went searching for the turtle leader. The two of you hadn't had time to talk about what you heard Leo say. Although you were delirious you can't help but hear the repeating three words playing in your head.

That leads you to being in awkward silence trying to ignore the way both of you are flushed. Leo had secretly hoped you were too out of it to understand what he said. Or hope you ignored it. Anything to keep him from this.

Leo wished to keep your relationship intact. But s profession of love? Absolutely not part of any plan he had about telling you how he felt. Not that he was going to even attempt to confess to you but still, not part of the plan!

Your voice breaks through his thought spiral. "Leo-" You can't even get the words out before he interrupts you. "Do you remember anything that I said." He knows he doesn't have to specify when, although he wants to deny it deep down he knows you heard.

"I remember all of it." Leo's breath catches at your words. He begins to ramble. "I'm sorry, you can just forget everything I said-" He starts to let out every last thought he has.

He starts to move his hands around while speaking sporadically. With quick thinking you quickly lean in, gently grabbing the sides of his face. Your lips meet, effectively shutting him up.

For a second both of you are still. Leo's whole body frozen in shock. After a minute he seems to come back to himself. Leo begins to deepen the kiss as best he can.

It's uncoordinated and slightly awkward with your position. But to him it's like fireworks going off all around you. When you part Leo follows your lips in a desperate attempt to keep you close. You heavy breathing mixes together from the close proximity.

Leo rests his forehead on yours, his eyes hazy and half closed. Leo begins to try and speak again, hes even more feazzled then before. You cut him off before he can go down a rabbit hole again. "Leo I love you too now please just shut up."

You lean in to kiss him again, this time feeling a smile pull at his lips. His hand reaches up to the back of your head to pull you in closer to him. "Just this once I can do that."

[multi-fandomedfreak]

🦉 Owl Mannerisms 🦉

Authors note: <-(gosh it feels good to write that again) Needed to get this out of my system or else I wouldn’t be able to sleep :P

Pairing: 2k12!Leonardo x owl mutant!reader. Established relationship.

Description: Did you know some owls prefer to take nests built by other animals? You happen to be one of them.

⚠️Warnings⚠️ : ok a little proofread now

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So. You’re part owl.

It’s pretty awesome, you’re not gonna lie.

Like, you can do so many cool things that you couldn’t do when you were fully human.

Scaring the lights out of the brothers by moving your head a full 180 always makes you cackle.

Oh! Being able to see much more clearly at night is sooo useful too. It’s practically cheating when you play hide and seek with the boys. But do they gotta know that? …nahh.

Although there are some things you’re getting used to…and that you’re discovering about yourself.

Like the little feathers that litter your skin. They tickle a bit at times. Your wings are pretty huge. And you have zero space awareness. Chaos ensues a little more often thanks to that.

Also—apparently—owls are a little different than other birds when it comes to nesting. As in, some of them sorta just take the nest of other animals.

Which would explain why you simply refused to get up when Leo asked if you could move off his bed. To be fair, he didn’t try that hard.

“Leooo…let me stay..”

Your uncharacteristically whiny voice made Leo raise a nonexistent eyebrow, despite knowing you couldn’t see it. Since, ya know, your head was buried so deep under his blankets he wondered if you could breathe.

You heard a breathy chuckle come from him nonetheless, his breath tickling your arm. The feathers there fluttered in response. His fond smiled widened.

“I’m not asking you to leave. I’m just asking you to move over. I wanna lay down too.” He stroked the feathers on your arm as he spoke. You noticeably leaned into his touch and let out a small cooing sound.

Dang. You might as well have folded like a lawn chair with the way you instantly listened to him.

“Totally knew that. Now get in here.”

You scooted closer to the wall and lifted up your tawny colored wing for him to lie under. Your eyes opened slightly to see a triumphant smile on Leo’s cute face as he settled into bed. Your face broke out into its own smile.

Your wing wrapped around him as his arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you as close to him as he possibly could. A content sight left your lips as you snuggled into his collar bone and he pressed a loving kiss on your forehead in response.

After settling into a comfortable silence his voice mumbled out a question.

“Not that I’m complaining but why the sudden interest in my bed?”

His words slurred slightly and his breathing deepened—a clear indicator that he was getting sleepy. You could feel your own eyes drooping as well as you replied.

“Apparently, when some owls are nesting, they like to take the nests of other animals.”

He hummed in response, pulling you a little closer.

“…and your bed smells like you��so..”

Despite having been together for quite some time now, you could still feel your face heat up after admitting this.

His chest rumbled as a small laugh escaped him which only deepened your blush. It made you feel a little less embarrassed when you felt his neck heat up as well.

“Anything else I need to know?”, he asked in reference to the owl part of you.

You hummed in contemplation. You couldn’t think straight, however, due to his finger absentmindedly playing with the feathers on your back. Which is why your deepest, darkest, secret spilled out of you before you could notice.

“I can cheat during hide and seek ‘cause of my night vision.”

…

“traitor.”

[jokingmisfit]

A Leonardo Who... (NSFW)

A Leo who fucks you doggy style in front of a mirror.

Who has such a high stamina he can go for hours before cumming and has to go at least three rounds.

A Leo who bites and nips at your neck and chin to cover you completely.

Who tells you to make eye contact through the mirror when you cum and doesn't let you if you don't.

A Leo who is so incredibly good at praising you.

Who fucks you even harder if you praise him back.

A Leo who's so goddamn loud about sex you can't do it with anyone else home.

Who cums in you with or without a condom just because you're brainless and he can.

A Leo who tells you to look at how good you look being fucked

Who is so clingy afterwards that you're not allowed to leave for hours.

A Leo who fucks you so good you can't leave even if you want to.

A Leonardo who fucks you slowly in missionary.

Who somehow while being sensually fucks you super hard.

A Leonardo whose only noises are heavy pants and an occasional "good girl/boy".

Who holds your arms over your head because he just loves how helpless you look.

A Leonardo who barely lets you breathe because he has to ravish your mouth.

Whose hands are all over you and nowhere on you at the same time.

A Leo who will cum first, but still go for several rounds without stopping.

Who runs you a bath and makes you tea after.

A Leo who will sometimes have lazy sex in the bath with you.

Who will lay with you until you fall asleep.

A Leo who after you've drifted goes to train in the dojo so he can release the rest of his pent up energy.

A Leo who has you ride him.

Who despite the cowgirl position has complete control over you and your body.

A Leo who sometimes makes you ride his thigh several times before he fucks you because he loves how you sound when overstimulated.

Whose hands grab your waist or thighs and moves you up and down on his cock.

A Leo who teases you about not being able to control anything.

Who takes pride in his power over you.

A Leo who leaves marks all over you, but doesn't let you do the same.

Who will smack your ass if you even try to disobey him.

A Leo who afterwards doesn't take his cock out and carries you to the shower so he can fuck you in there too.

Who when you're both done has to carry you for the rest of the evening because you can't feel your legs.

[seraphicloves]

𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕

⊱✿⊰ summary: leo has a thing for you, something he should not be feeling at all. you're the opposite of him in every way, a villain of sorts. but your touch is a drug he can't help but continue to take.

⊱✿⊰ warnings: very suggestive, making out, enemies to lovers (?), leo is a dork ofc, the personality's might be a tad off since i haven't written for tmnt in ages, fem reader bc i write for me lol, written by a 16 yr old

⊱✿⊰ notes: IM BACK WITH A TMNT FIC!! i had a dream while i was napping where i made out w leo but i was like his enemy and it was fire asf

Leo knows he should have turned back as soon as he saw your silhouette, one he has gotten much too accustomed to. You were evil- tainting his heart with every delightful touch or whisper.

He should have turned back, but he was weak. He kept going, feet pressed firmly into the ground. His fingers twitched nervously, unsure if he made the wrong decision. He was supposed to try and detain you, not wonder if you thought of him as much as he thinks of you.

"Hi there, Blue." You purred, suddenly slipping out from the shadows. You were as goregous as always, wearing that tight suit that accentuated every curve. He wanted to grab you; place his large palms on your hips and consume you.

"You shouldn't be here," He said curtly, trying to keep his reactions as calm and relaxed as possible. He was a hero, he needed to keep it together. At the very least so his brothers won't find out how much of a dork he is. "You know I have patrol and I'll need to stop whatever plans you have going on."

You laughed, eyes crinkling at the corners. How could one so malicious look so sweet? You were like a nightmare disguised as a daydream- a candy coated poison. You were soft and delicate, looking so very human compared to him. But was it hard to look human compared to someone as.. grotesque as him?

Leo was not usually one for insecurities, unlike his brothers. But being around you made him remember just how different he was from the everyday teen. He couldn't meet you outside of these late night meetings, he couldn't be friends with you. He could only be the hero in the night, saving New York from whatever you were planning on stealing.

"Aww c'mon," You said, stalking closer to him. You stopped until you were right in front of him, letting your fingers caress his plastron. Leo's breath hitched, trying to concentrate on the conversation and not where your touch sent sparks through his skin, "Do y'think New York is gonna miss a couple of diamonds? I think they look real good in my hands."

He narrowed his eyes at you, forcing himself to stop the urge to pull you in for a kiss. Your lips tasted sweet, he was almost certain. Maybe they were soft or a little bit chapped, he didn't particularly care. As long as it was your lips touching his.

Fuck, he really needed to get control of himself. This was entirely insane. How could you get his mind spinning so quickly?

"I'm not going to let you steal diamonds. What do you even need them for?" Leo replied, trying to appear strict. He didn't want you to realize how quickly you could bring him to his knees if you felt like it.

"Pretty girls deserve pretty things, don't you agree?" You hummed, twirling around Leo while wearing that notoriously sly grin. Maybe he should tell his brothers about you, simply so he could stop the insanity that was happening within his head.

"I think criminals like you need to be stopped," He suddenly said, grabbing your wrist when you attempted to touch him again. He pushed you against the wall, holding your arms above your head.

And the look you gave him was purely sinister. What sort of evil plans might you have concocted? Did you know how you made him feel when you looked at him like...like that.

With parted lips and eyes blown out wide. You looked so...shocked by his actions as if it was surprising he was capable of flustering you. And yet here you were, blushing over the blue masked hero.

"You need to behave," He said sternly, (surprising himself with his sudden domineering tone) and he looked at you. You were helpless beneath him, both because he was holding your arm- and your heart.

With a boldness that he hadn't realized he had, he leaned in very close. His breath fanned across your cheek, his lips brushing aganist your own. "Unless you want me to punish you."

The little hitch of your breath broke his will to resist you. Hungrily, he smashed his lips into yours. He kept you pressed aganist the wall as he kissed you, full of passion and a forbidden desire for more.

You pressed back into him, your soft lips slotted between his. He wasn't used to this, kissing a girl like he was an average guy. But somehow it felt perfectly right. You were pressed aganist him and you were kissing him and everything felt so perfect.

Leo shouldn't be doing this. It was your first kiss but somehow it felt more like a snake bite. You were sinking your venom into his skin and tainting his heart until it would only react to you. He was in deep, deep enough he was sure to drown.

You pulled away finally, taking large gulps of air as you stared at him. Your face was warm, like you were blushing and your eyes were hazy with a sort of emotion that made Leo's brain short circuit.

"Holy shit," You murmured, still a bit dazed from the kiss..well kisses. You slumped aganist the wall and said with a half hearted grin, "If that's your version of a punishment, I ought to steal even more."

Leo blushed and looked away, trying to regain his senses. Then he heard a noise, a slight chatter. Shit, his brothers are sure to be checking up on him.

He pulled away and let you go, not looking at you as he said seriously, "Get out of here before my brothers find you."

You blinked at him, processing his words. Then you replied, "You're going to let me go? What about-"

Leo gave you a single look, his stern expression softening for a second before he said, "Don't make me regret it, [Name]."

That was all it took to convince you to get the fuck out of there. You slipped through the shadows, disappearing just as Leo's brothers appeared.

"Were you talking to someone, Nardo?" Mikey asked, tilting his head curiously.

"No, it was nothing." Leo lied, still watching the spot where you disappeared. Then he turned back to his brothers,trying to ignore that feeling in his chest.

The feeling that said he wouldn't be able to get over you for a very long time. You ensnared him, and he wasn't all that sure he was upset about it.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[crackedpumpkin]

Me: *sees your requests are open*

Brain: *gives silly little hehe*

May I request a Rise Leo x Reader that like. Bites? Like upset? Bite. Absolutely, head over heels in love? Bite.

Like they feel extreme emotion and they decide... Cronch-

Hello lovely anon! I hope you enjoy this, I'm so sorry for being so late;;;; My plate's been absolutely overloaded lately :")

|| ɪɴꜱᴛɪɴᴄᴛ || ʀɪꜱᴇ! ʟᴇᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ||

[ 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ]

This had to stop. 

Leo pulls away from you with a wince, shifting in his seat on the couch so that there’s a safe distance between you two as he tries to withhold this…instinct of his.

You glance up at him, puzzled by his sudden movement. Your side starts to feel cold without his warmth, tilting your head as you look at him. “What’s wrong?” You ask, the hand that isn’t holding your phone reaching out for him. 

He purses his lips, hugging a pillow close to his chest. “I just gotta calm down.” 

“Calm down?” Your brow quirks up, even more confused by his vague explanation. 

“Yeah, or…y’know.” He trails off, eyes darting around to look at anything but you.

“But I don’t know,” You point out incredulously, setting your phone down and moving closer.

He flinches, scrambling back to the other side of the couch as you start to grow worried by his extreme reaction. “Babe, what’s wrong?” You’re patient, waiting for an answer as he tries to find the words to explain precisely why he couldn’t even be five feet within your presence.

“I just- You’re too-” Leo desperately wishes he could be anywhere right now but with you. He doesn’t know how much he can take with your cute, worried gaze piercing his heart like a bullet. He can’t even look at you because he knows as soon as he does, he’d instantly melt and give in.

“You’re too cute….” He mumbles, teeth gritted as he tries to fight it. 

“Thanks? But what does that have to do with anything?” You get up and sit beside him, grabbing his arm and refusing to let go. You tug him down towards you, brushing your lips against his cheek as he gawks, wide-eyed at the sudden action.

His cheeks bloom a rosy shade of pink, and you grin, taking his hands in yours. “Seriously though, what’s wrong, love?”

He looks away in absolute and utter agony at the sudden kiss on his cheek. He sneaks a glance, instantly giving in when he sees your lips pursed into a slight pout. 

“You can’t laugh,” He sighs, leaning back against the couch with a defeated expression. Your eyes widen slightly. Is what he’s hiding that earth-shattering?

“I…I have this….thing. When I feel really overwhelmed with emotion, I…bite.”

“Bite?” You repeat with furrowed brows as you try to understand what your boyfriend is trying to tell you. “Like, an instinct?”

He nods. You’ve hit the nail on the head.

“So, when you moved away earlier…. It was because you felt overwhelmed by us cuddling?” 

His cheeks flush with the blush he thought had ebbed away, returning with full force. He coughs awkwardly, already feeling embarrassed under your gaze. 

“That’s okay,” He looks up, surprised by your response. You lock gazes with him, flashing him an understanding smile. “I don’t mind.”

“You don’t?” It’s like a massive weight is lifted off his shoulders, relief flooding his chest when you nod your head with a warm grin.

“So come here and cuddle, lover boy.” You chuckle, gesturing for him to open his arms from where they are crossed over his plastron. 

He hums happily when you snuggle against his body, leaning down to capture your lips with his sweetly, and you hum happily, tilting your head up. Your hands slowly run up and down his arms, stopping to rest on his shoulders. You shift slightly to get into a somewhat more comfortable position, not wanting to break the kiss. 

Leo’s heart warms with joy, opening his eyes slightly to see yours closed shut. Your lashes brush against the skin under your eyes, lips curved into a smile as your body relaxes in his hold. 

This makes him happy. Incredibly happy, in fact, to the point that he can't help himself. He bites down on your lip a little too harshly, and you gasp, a delicious tingle shooting up your spine before you break the kiss with wide eyes, panting slightly from the prolonged kiss. 

Your chest rises and falls with each pant, matching Leo’s as he watches you with a lovestruck gaze while you both catch your breath. His thumb brushes against your swollen bottom lip, eyes resting on the beautiful rosy pink that’s beginning to become a slightly darker shade. His eyes flick back up to yours, and your breath hitches in your chest. 

You gulp, unable to tear your gaze away.

“Did it hurt?” He asks softly. Your tongue is suddenly heavy, and you barely manage to shake your head with a dazed smile. 

He chuckles, leaning back with a sigh as his arms circle your waist in a hug. 

“You’re a menace, you know that?” You finally find your voice, settling for resting your head against his shoulder with a playful glare. He presses another kiss to the side of your head, bringing your interlocked hands up to place small kisses on the smooth skin.

You sigh, the feather-like touch causing a funny flip in your stomach. However, slight pain pricks your fingertips, looking up in alarm to see his guilty grin. He kisses your red fingertips in apology, and you relent. 

Looks like you’d have to get used to this new behaviour of his.

[glowinggator]

Yellow Diamonds

In which Leonardo really wants to help you do your weekly HRT.

Warnings for needles, but that's about it! Trans, gender-neutral reader!

Thick as honey, and just as sweet — perhaps not so much in taste, but in the feeling of it as the pale oil seeps into your body. The magic of becoming, of creation, all stored in a little glass bottle — and now, stored in you. It’s strange, how just a few drops of this suspension has given you the reigns back to your life. Given you back your mind, turned your body into something that isn’t just inhabited, but loved. It’s divine, it’s—

“So, when are you gonna let me take a stab at it?”

Leonardo sits on the floor, leaning against the rim of the bathtub with his legs crossed. You shoot your lover a look at his sudden interjection, although he doesn’t meet your gaze — instead, he remains lazer-focused on the small needle in your thigh as you slowly inject the liquid. He’s been by your side since day one, cracking jokes for the first few months to help with the adrenaline of putting a sharp object in your body, before settling into a habit of quiet, yet eager observation as your fear subsided into a calm routine. The novelty of your weekly injections wore off within a few months, sure, but the excitement never did — perhaps that’s why he still insists on sitting with you while you do your shot. But this? This is new. You roll the words around in your head for a moment, and despite the strangeness of the statement, he seems completely serious. It takes a lot not to laugh at the absurdity of the statement, but it sparks a wave of amusement nonetheless.

“And by it, you mean me, I assume?” You grin, “Should I be worried?”

This coaxes a laugh out of him, and his eyes bounce up to meet your own for a split second in mirth before returning back to your exposed thigh. “Come on,” he draws out, “Isn’t it romantic?”

“You think stabbing me with a needle is romantic? Maybe I should be worried.”

“You know, there’s plenty of people ready to disagree with you on that, for many a reason. If anything, I think my take on it is the most normal of them. Unless you want me to be a mad scientist, in which case, I think you might be color blind. And hearing blind. Deaf, that’s the word-” He rambles, finally meeting your eyes in full. It’s only then that you pull the needle from your thigh, loosely capping it before cleaning and dressing the small wound. He’s halfway through another half-baked — although you must admit, charming one-liner — when you silence him with a quick kiss to the lips. Pretty blue eyes soften, and lips upturn in adoration, still enamored you all these years later.

“You want to help?” You ask.

He nods, and at that, you take his hand in yours, placing it gently on your thigh before applying the faintest of pressure to his larger digits. He takes the hint, pressing against the spot where you had just withdrawn from, working the oil into the surrounding tissues. I love you, his movements say, I’m happy I get to be here with you for this. You drag your nails fondly across the top of his shell, and it’s sweet, and tender, and it almost makes you feel bad for wanting to ruin the sanctity of it…

“You’ve got another thing coming if you think I’m gonna let you stab me with those big ass hands of yours—”

“You know what? I take it back, you should be worried,” he laughs, launching up off of his position on the floor to wrap you in his arms. Strong arms wrap around you to pull you to your feet, then up in the air against your will, coaxing a shriek from your lips when he drags you away from your array of wrappers — and you feel at home. In your body, in his arms, in your house below the city streets — everything is as its meant to be.

[dancingdonatello]

Hello I LOVE your stories sm. could u write a 2012 leo x reader where he gets jealous? Either a oneshot or headcanons whatever you prefer. Tysm I hope ur day is going well!! <3

2012 leo x reader

There was nothing worse in the world than Raph and you training together.

Leo crossed his arms as he ‘supervised’ you two sparring, scowl twitching sporadically on his face. Why didn’t you just ask him instead of Raph? He would’ve said yes… maybe. He didn’t think you should be fighting at all, to be honest. You should stay somewhere safe. You were more likely to do that if you didn’t get any training.

He rolled his eyes as Raph adjusted your position for the umpteenth time, hands gripping your waist for no reason at all. He nudged a knee between your thighs to spread out your legs more for more balance.

Leo considered throwing his sword at his own brother. Splinter would understand, right? No, he’d probably make it into a week long lesson.

He sighed, rolling his neck and watching you get swept off your feet again and again and again—

“Okay, enough!” He walked over, lifting you off the ground easily. You blinked up at him confused.

“But—”

“You’re clearly not learning.” His eyes snapped over to Raph who just shrugged at him. “Raph’s not a very natural teacher…”

He rolled his eyes. “Whatever. You do it then.” He stalked out of the room, nudging you in the back. You stumbled into Leo’s arms, looking embarrassed. Leo sighed harshly. Raph could be such a jerk sometimes…

He put his hands on your hips and squeezed. Hm. He could see the appeal for sure.

“Leo?” you muttered weakly when he didn’t say anything or move his hands.

“You looked unsteady,” he lied and then didn’t let go. He had to mentally manually pry his fingers off of you one by one and he cursed his lack of self control. But you were right there in front of him so close that your chests were almost touching.

He imagined all the stances and moves he could show you. The positions you two would be in.

“I’ll be helping you from now on.”

[muikitoo]

𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓸

Anxiety attack

[tmntxthings]

Anon from before who asked about the request! So happy to hear you’re interested I’m so excited!! I can’t remember if there is a word limit to asks so I may have to send this in two parts. I’ll refer to future Leo as F!Leo and regular Leo as just Leo 

So the request is inspired by that one shot you did were Future Leo (rip-) ends up in the past and sees his younger s/o, yelling at his younger self to cherish them before they’re gone 

That request? *chefs kiss* mwah, le magnifique~

So a what if idea for a bittersweet contention! 

So F!Leo is stuck at the lair while the bros are out patrolling, it’s been a while since F!Leo ran into his s/o’s younger self, and he’s adamant on not letting it happen again. It’s easier for everyone that way…but then his s/o shows up at the lair, looking for younger him. He’s panicked, naturally, but eventually his younger s/o stumbles into him (it’s not like F!Leo had anywhere else to hide aside from the lair anyway). F!Leo speaks in short sentences to his younger s/o as they try to make small talk while making some tea, saying they can just wait for the boys to get back (to F!Leo’s slight, very mild annoyance) 

F!Leo is trying to be polite, but the lasting sting is still there

The sting that tells him yes, this is his darling, but it’s not HIS darling. His darling died to the Kraang, he let them down. This alternate version of her wasn’t his. His s/o was gone, nothing was going to bring her back. 

While Leo is showing off at nothing, his younger s/o ends up burning themselves with the hot water, having been distracted. Instantly, F!Leo is up out of his chair and making a beeline to them. He’s carefully inspecting their hand, assuring that it’s not a serious burn, and careful getting them a wet flannel

There’s a beat of awkward silence as F!Leo focuses intently on his younger s/o’s hand to avoid looking at their face, meanwhile, his s/o shifts uncomfortably….but F!Leo has his attention on them when they nervously speak up “Do you…not like me, or something?” 

Before F!Leo can even say anything, in a desperate, nervous tone, his s/o could reply with soemthing along the lines of 

“I mean- it’s just, ever since we met it..it just feels like you’ve been avoiding me? Whenever I come round you’re always so quite, a-and whenever I talk to you it’s like,  I dunno, you always try to use as few words as possible? Yet when you talk with the others, you seem fine” 

His s/o would then go on to ask if they did something to upset him, or if in in his timeline she did something bad. All the while F!Leo is just sat there, stunned, because he made his younger s/o feel like they where doing something *wrong?*

Maybe for a fluffy/happy ending it could be wrapped up with F!Leo admitting that - in his timeline - he messed up the lives of so many people (due to the Kraang war). I doubt he’d admit his s/o died in his timeline, but he still has a sad, broken expression on his face as he recalls the day he lost them, HIS s/o. 

But then, before he can start crying, his younger s/o places her hand on his arm and says something reassuring? Maybe how no matter how messy things might have been, if she got to spend a messy future with Leo, they’d be happy 

Anywho sorry this is SUPER long plz take your time and no worries if you don’t wanna do this one since I know the FUture Leo post was a while ago! 

一∑Timeline。・゜・

author’s notes: anon lemme just say, you are most definitely a writer, likeeee i hope you have a writer blog 🙌 phenomenal!! this may be a tad more sad than u wanted 😅

warnings: angst, fluff, unedited, flashbacks, mentions of death?

The work we are discussing ↑

→ Blast From the Past ←

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This was uncharted territory. Which of course shouldn’t be a big deal to Leo. Not after dealing with Yokai or the Hidden City. Weird shit happens down there all the time. Mysticism is something that no one really understands. (Which drove Donnie crazy) And let’s not forget about the organized crime, like the Foot Clan. Or literal aliens escaping from a prison dimension.

No Man’s Land should be right up Leo’s alley with a track record like that. He should be used to the weird, to the abnormal.

But even with the world’s fate suddenly thrust into his hands, Leo may pick that over getting thrown back into the past. Or a different timeline. Whatever. See! It’s already getting confusing.

Alas fate doesn’t give two shits as to what Leo would rather choose. So here he is, six months later after being dropped 40 years back in time. Back before he royally screwed everything up for everyone. It was heavy at first. The burden of not repeating the same mistake twice. With that out of the way, Kraang imprisoned once again, Leo felt like his purpose was complete.

That was why he got sent back wasn’t it? To right his wrongs. Shouldn’t he have gone up in a cloud of dust? Or a portal should’ve opened up for him to waltz into?! Needless to say none of that happened. So he’s still here, with a bunch of teenagers and his dad and April. All alive and healthy and happy.

Talk about a culture shock. Leo could eat good food again. Go to sleep with both eyes closed. Or well, try to. Old habits die hard. He tries to keep to himself for the most part. There is this weird sense of déjà vu that happens when he runs into anyone from this timeline. Over time the feeling has faded, especially to those who he can’t really avoid. All the brothers check in on him regularly. Leon, (his younger self) begrudgingly does so.

Ever since they had that little spat Leon maintains a certain distance which is perfectly fine with Leo. Boundaries are good. Leo feels safe for the most part in the lair.

That is until you come in. Leo would’ve heard you coming if he hadn’t had headphones on. A luxury that he lost in his own timeline. He missed music. Reading comics. So he thoroughly enjoys all of those things now.

His hearing is a bit impaired due to y’know a war lifestyle. Gunshots and laser canons and all the other weapons Donnie could piece together took their toll overtime. So when he listens to music he has to turn it up pretty high. (Which he would’ve done anyhow).

Leo sits motionless in Dad’s recliner, eyes wide as he watches you shake your umbrella. It’s obviously raining topside. Little water droplets hit the cement floor. Like your umbrella, you aren’t exactly dry either.

You haven’t noticed him yet. Leo hasn’t seen you since the very first time. Back on the rooftops when he used to patrol with the boys. You haven’t changed a bit, and that nostalgic feeling takes over. He sees you and your future self. The way you move, the way you groan in dismay at the tears in your umbrella. How you run your fingers through your damp hair. It’s all so achingly familiar.

Maybe he can make a quick portal getaway. Maybe you’ll never have to know he was here. Maybe if he doesn’t move, doesn’t breathe, you won’t see him.

But as you sigh and place the umbrella propped up to dry, you finally check your surroundings. Your own eyes widening before a smile graces your face. It’s more than he deserves. He wishes he could smile back. But his mouth doesn’t move, in fact it feels like he ate sand. It’s dry and uncomfortable. He’s uncomfortable.

He watches on as you begin to speak. The older version of yourself still right beside you, doing the same thing. Mimicking. Leo swallows as he schools his features and tugs the headphones down to hang around his neck.

“W-what was that?” He asks, clearing his throat after the words come out a bit stilted.

“I hadn’t realized anyone was home! It sure is pouring down and I happened to be nearby when the wind suddenly ramped up and—“ You point over to your damaged umbrella.

“The darn thing couldn’t handle the weather! So I decided to come take refuge here until it dies down.” You pause for a moment. Then continue.

“I called Donnie after getting past the manhole cover. Something about a day in the Hidden City..?”

Leo nods.

You shift your weight. Still standing by the entrance. A bead of rainwater slowly making its way from your hairline, down your cheek, to your jaw. “So I guess they won’t be back til later!” You add on.

“Yeah,” is all Leo can think to say.

He doesn’t want to talk to you. Well he does. But he knows he shouldn’t. He really really shouldn’t. It’s a bad idea for multiple reasons. Even if you already know he’s from the future and all that drama. The less you know the better.

And yet, he can’t help but notice how you’re starting to shiver. His tongue clicks inside his mouth. He’ll just get you a blanket. That’s it! After that he’ll go off to his own subway car.

Leo stands, grabbing a throw blanket off the back of the old couch and walks over to you. He offers the blanket, his eyes firmly planted on the ground. You’re wearing converse, socks that go up to what he would guess is your mid-shin.

Your hand grazes his as you take the blanket. “Thank you,” and that’s all it takes for his eyes to be magnetically drawn upwards. He doesn’t deserve those words. “It’s nothing. You should go sit… or whatever! I’ll get out of here-“ Leo is moving as he talks. Already tearing his gaze away, turning his shell towards you. Making for the exit. To go to his room and hide.

“Don’t go!” You call out to stop him. And he does. Immediately he stills. His shoulders tense as he closes his eyes. Déjà vu. You’ve said that before. In the future...in his timeline. So many times.

“Leo don’t go, we can last a little while longer on the supplies we have.”

“The longer we wait the more dire of a situation it’ll be later on, don’t worry I’ll be back, I’ll be safe,”

“Please don’t go! This mission is impossible!”

“It’s not impossible Donnie ran the numbers and our chances aren’t zero, not trying at all makes it impossible hermosa, don’t worry I’ll be back, I’ll be safe,”

“Y/N?! Nononono. C’mon not like this. You can’t leave me. You’re the one always saying don’t go. So you can’t go either! Don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, please don’t go!

“Leo?” You say softly. He must’ve missed the sound of your footfalls. Because your voice is right behind him. Next to him once more. “Okay,” he sighs after a moment. He turns to see you bundled up in the blanket and squashes down the complicated feelings that try to bubble to the surface.

“Let’s go to the kitchen, Splinter has tea right? Or should I try for the hot chocolate stash?” Leo wonders if these questions are purposefully asked to get him to answer. Thankfully you just keep on talking. You grab onto one of his fingers, and gently pull for him to follow.

So he does, into the kitchen you both go. You tug him towards a stool, where he sits as you get busy. Chatting away about different kinds of tea. How it isn’t your preferred drink but it’s sure to warm you up. Asking what his own favorite is to which he shrugs. Leo’s decided nonverbal is the hill he wants to die on.

You keep on talking. Wondering aloud how the trip to the Hidden City is for everyone. Leo has a feeling that if everyone split up like last time, it’s probably just as hectic as before. Nothing ever goes as planned down in that city.

“The future must’ve been rough…”

Leo blinks, as looks over at you. You’re leaning your back against the countertop. Next to the stove where a kettle has been placed on the nearest burner. Your arms are crossed and you meet his gaze, you don’t say anything else.

“Yeah? What gave it away?” Leo can only let out a dry chuckle. Attempting at humor and failing miserably. His eyes can’t handle staring at you for too long. So his gaze wanders away, finding the silhouette of your future self once more. He looks away from future you as well. He can’t handle that either.

“I don’t know. Maybe your eyes? Like you’ve seen stuff… bad stuff and it haunts you.” And Leo can’t help but think how perceptive you are. He always felt seen when it came to you. He couldn’t hide for long with you in the room. His good hand squeezes into a fist.

“Yeah..?” His voice is weak in his own ears. Cracking. Fragile. And he smells you. The scent of rainwater and lingering tones from your perfume. They get closer. And he closes his eyes. Because they are filling with tears. He breathes in, and out. Then opens to see you standing before him. Even with his sitting down in the stool he’s just a tad bit taller. But he feels so small under your gaze.

“It’s okay,” you whisper. As if you could possibly know. If the boys told you all they knew, that Leo had failed the world, that Kraang had invaded not just New York. That the resistance he led had slowly but surely been picked apart until it was only him left standing. You don’t know what you’re talking about. He knows this, and yet he finds so much comfort in those words.

Maybe because they are coming from you. He doesn’t say anything as his eyes fill with tears once more. And he can’t help but be annoyed at that fact. That all he wants to do is cry around you. He looks up at the overhead light hoping to burn his retinas into submission. That he won’t cry.

Then he feels you touch his good arm. And he doesn’t flinch. But he stills. Not moving at all. As you slowly get closer, coming to stand in between his legs. And your arms go up around his neck. And you hug him.

Leo is frozen. The light above going a bit fuzzy. A second passes. Two. Three. And Leo thaws as you continue to hold him. His own hands going around your sides, pulling you in impossible closer. His chest starting to heave, tears starting to fall, so he squeezes his eyes shuts and buries his snout into the warmth of your neck.

It’s not exactly the same. Your scent is just slightly different from the you in the future. But he can almost imagine it is you from his timeline. That you’re okay. Telling him that all the things he did, tried to do—

“It’s okay Leo,” your hand is soft as it goes up and down the top part of his shell. Maybe you do know. Maybe his eyes did give it all away. And despite his eyes being shut so tightly, tears still manage to leak out.

“Thanks” he croaks into your skin. Allowing himself this one reprieve. Or maybe he just can’t help himself now that you’re here in his arms. He nuzzles his snout into your skin. Just once. His hands tighten around your sides, just once. Before he goes slack and the sound of the kettle is piercing as it squeals. His hands fall away from you, and he leans back in his stool letting you go.

You have tears in your eyes too. Now that he can see your face again. So he gives you a grin, shaking his head. “Like you said, it’s okay.” And he stands, offering you the stool, passing you by to go to the kettle. To finish making your tea.

Leo tells you all his guesses as to what is happening to everyone in the Hidden City. Laughs are shared, and the conversation flows pretty smoothly from then on. April, Dad, and the boys get back not too much later and they regal all of their adventures to you. Every time Leo's guesses are confirmed you can't help but look over at him. A big smile on your face. Tears no more.

That's how you should be, Leo thinks. You should get to be happy in this life. In this timeline. And for the first time ever since he was able to defeat the Kraang. Leo feels hopeful that you will be.

[fluffytriceratops]

Hi, I’m not sure if you’re still doing requests or not but if it’s okay, could I request a headcanon of maybe 2k12 and Rise!Leo x reader having a cuddle time? I don’t mind you choosing one of them, I totally understand. I love Leo so much he’s such a dork and needs to be protected at all costs 🥰 Thanks!

𝐆𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 - 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 [𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟐 & 𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐞]

notes: yes, of course! i would love to write this for you!! i'll do them both since you asked so nicely hehe, but this is my first time doing a headcannon of rise leo so i apologize if it's a little ooc. ^^ i hope you enjoy! <3 [also photo is not mine fyi-] 

warnings: mature language/swearing, tooth rotting fluff,

tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @leosgirl82 @rheawritesforfun @s-s-ironnie @post-apocalyptic-daydream @mysticboombox @drowninghell @lec743 @raphielover  @raphslovemuffin80 @squirrelfurs @bibiz82 @pheradream-15 @kikithedreamerwriter @m1dnyt3-w0lf @scholastic-dragon @moonsua1

(if you would like to be tagged in my future tmnt x reader related work, feel free to let me know and i'll happily add you!)

i love you all sm! i'm sending all the virtual hugs and well wishes to you!! <33

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2012 Leonardo:

- as a cuddle bug, you love a good cuddle session. and honestly, leo wont oppose to this as he too loves to cuddle with you. 

- plus how can he say no when you waddle up to him with a cute pout on your face? wondering why he had left you in the bed all alone?? 

- "you fell asleep and i wanted to make myself a cup of tea." he hummed, extending an arm and watching with a warm smile as you curled into his side and nuzzled against him. 

- "and? i don't see your point in leaving me. is tea more important than your beloved?" 

- leo fights the urge to roll his eyes and bites back a grin. "well..." 

- he lets out a laugh when you scowl and pull away from him, he catches you by the waist before you get too far. 

- "i'm kidding, nothing is more important than you." he hums, planting a sweet kiss to your temple. 

- you huff, puffing out your cheeks in agitation. "doesn't feel like it, leonardo." 

-  leo winces. "pulling out the full name, huh? that's a low blow, baby." 

- "you shouldn't of left me for a sack of crusty leaves, dickhole." 

- leo chuckles at this, shaking his head to himself. "i'll make it up to you, promise. shall we go back to cuddling?" 

- you glance up at him, taking in the way he gazes at you adoringly. his ocean eyes are so full of love it makes your heart ache. 

- with a soft smile and a nod of your head, you wait for him to grab his tea before making your way back to his bedroom. 

- he places his mug on his bedside table before climbing into his bed. you wait for him to get comfy before climbing in as well. planting yourself on top of his chest. 

- leo runs his hand up and down your back in a comforting manner. watching as you trace invisible patterns into his skin with your index finger. 

- he loves laying with you like this. the rest of world falls silent when the two of you get to cuddle. 

- it's like the only person in the world is you. you're all that matters. 

- leo see's you getting sleepy again, eyelids falling heavy. he lets out a breath of content when you nuzzle yourself further into him. pressing your face in the crook of his neck. 

- "i love you." you mumble, breath tickling him. 

- "i love you, too." he whispers, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. 

- cuddle sessions with you were the best. there was no place he'd rather be than here. with you safe in his arms. 

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2018/Rise Leonardo:

- leo's a clingy mother fucker. he loves a good cuddle. and honestly, he can be a tad clingy.

- but you can't complain, because you love cuddles too. and leo's good at cuddling. 

- sometimes, however, it can catch you off guard. 

- you're laying on the couch, scrolling through random tiktoks on your phone when out of nowhere a body practically launches itself on top of yours. 

- your breath leaves you and you grunt at the sudden weight. "holy fucking shit-" 

- you can't see leo's face, it's buried in your chest and your face heats at the sight. "what the fuck are you on?" 

- "cocaine." comes his muffled reply and it makes you snort and roll your eyes. 

- he tilts his head up, resting his chin against you as he stares up at you cheekily. 

- "you're such a shit." 

- "but i'm your shit. and you love me." he purrs, smirking at the way your face heats even more. 

- "shut up. you didn't have to launch yourself onto me like that. if you wanted cuddles so damn bad you could have asked, asshole." 

- your hand finds his shell and you begin to trace the grooves, knowing how much he likes it. leonardo practically melts in your arms. 

- "you would've said no-" 

- "that's a fat fucking lie and you know it." 

- leo pouts dramatically. "you've got such a potty mouth today." 

- "that's what happens whenever you're around." 

- it's leo's turn to roll his eyes. "not my fault i take your breath away~" 

- "only when you yeet your entire body mass onto mine without warning-" 

- "don't be so dramatic." he nuzzles further into you, wiggling to try and get more comfortable. 

- you sigh, "you're lucky i love you." 

- he beams at this. "see, what did i say-" 

- "i will throw your ass onto the floor." 

- leo shuts up at that. but you don't miss the massive shit eating smirk on his face. the sight makes you smile. 

- "i love you too." he says after a moment, pressing his face into the crook of your neck to plant a few tender kisses to your skin. 

- it's your turn to melt against him. "you better.." 

- tossing your phone onto the floor, you wrap your arms around him to the best of your ability. your legs are tangled together and your breathing evens out. hearts beating in perfect sync. 

- cuddling with leo felt like heaven. and while you'd never say it out loud, cuz he'd never let you live it down, you honestly adored every second of it. 

[aangelicano]

─── 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄!𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎 likes to cuddle. he's a big guy, what do you expect? he loves to burrow his beak into your neck, marking his scent across your skin like perfume. he loves the warmth. whatever makes you so warm. he loves your mind and everything it creates. make more for him, won't you? he loves you. he loves you so fucking much, he thinks as he kisses along your collarbone, as he nips at your ear. kissing along the moon on your neck like you're a jewel he's been told to appraise.

─── future!leonardo and that voice of his... the one that gets lower when he's tired. when he's hungry. it has a deep churr, a sound found from within the pumping crevice of his chest. what does he smell like? he smells like home. he smells like the rocks around hot springs deep in a summer cavern. he smells like the meat and the blood from his latest kill. each kiss of his is warm even if his body is not. he reaches at your clothes and bundles his fingers into them to feel their texture. he likes textures. soft ones.

─── if you want to make future!leonardo basically be submissive to you, give him a good shoulder rub. poor man needs it. he's so tense yet he melts like butter in your hands. he'd probably grab your hands and ask you to continue if you tried to let go, mumbling a quiet "don't go yet" or something like that. he's never this vulnerable, so comfortable, so fragile. you'd be a fool to let this moment slip from your grasp.

─── if you ever got hurt, future!leonardo would kneel down on his knee, working gently to remove your torn clothes. it barley matters, they're ruined anyways. he lifts your leg and examines the skin. at this point, most of the blood has been cleaned. he doesn't give you a warning, not a single moment or even allowing a single breath. all you feel is a cold sensation of his tongue that contrasts against the chill of the silent room. leo laps at the edge between skin and muscle, where blood has clot and where fat threatens to break the surface. he looks like a puppy, his tongue leaving behind saliva that seems to shimmer in the low light. forgive him for he could not protect you today, let him make it up to you.

─── future!leonardo has nightmares of when and before the kraang. of his family who he's so sure hates him. everything he's lost, and everything he could lose. he wakes up in a sweat and barely out of a daze, and he does not talk. he rolls back into the blankets and he wants to ignore the world. he wants it to all go, this burning inferno of ash. all the pain, all the regret. fuck. he's sorry. he's so sorry—he's so, so sorry—he holds onto you close and presses his forehead against your arm. he doesn't even realize he's shaking until you stir awake. brushing your fingers over the small of his neck, gentle, quiet. comforting—oh, so comforting. please... please, don't hate him. don't leave him too.