#leonardo 2016

[kusari-san]

[noirleo]

confessions pt. 2

(bayverse & reader are all adults <3)

leonardo

leonardo has saved the city of new york—and the world, by association, because what kind of world would be left without his precious city—twice before even entering adulthood. since the age of fifteen he’s saved countless lives and can tell stories that would leave even the most seasoned police officers lying awake at night.

nothing in his repertoire of harrowing life experiences has prepared him for the gut-wrenching experience of catching feelings for his best friend.

leo had been the last of the brothers to trust you after mikey had cheerily, thoughtlessly, brought you unannounced to the lair one night. his decision had led to several hours in the hashi after you’d left, but leo couldn’t stop you from coming back. eventually, reluctant trust transformed into a friendship, easygoing and natural in a way that he didn’t know friendships could be.

when you first met leo, he could count everything he cared about in the world on one hand—his family, his training, and his city, in that order. the world he lived in was small, but it was his. his to understand, to care for and protect. he would never have dreamed of describing himself as lonely until meeting you. how infuriating, then, was your insistence on worming your way into that shadow-hidden world, cracking it wide open and exposing that loneliness to the sunlight of your smile.

so here he was, laying on the floor of his own bedroom, hugging a pillow while you painted gentle brush strokes across his shell.

you’d been begging him to let you paint his shell for ages, promising not to listening to any of mikey’s explicit suggestions of what to paint. after years of experience telling his brother’s ‘no’, he’d thought he was immune to pouting.

evidently not.

“you still awake?” you paused for a moment, looking up from your work to check on him, and received a muffled hum in response from where leo’s face was buried into the crook of his elbow. you were kneeling at his side, one hand on his shell to support your weight as you focused on the task at hand.

for the first several minutes, his entire body had been tensed up. leo was never more aware of his hulking size and strength than when he was next to you. however, he had quickly melted into your touch, hypnotized by the swirling brush strokes and comfortable silence in the room.

how long had he been laying here? seconds, hours, years—leo had no idea, and he didn’t care. nirvana was definitely a real thing, he decided, and he’d found it under your gentle touch against his shell.

“alright, i’m finished,” your voice broke through his thoughts and he lifted his head to look at you. paint bottles and cups of water surrounded where you were kneeling at his side, and were all being whisked away to the side.

“wait, wait, wait, don’t move yet—it still has to dry,” you urged him as he began to lift himself up on his elbows. he huffed in response, letting his face hit the pillow he had been laying on unceremoniously, and side-eyed you.

“i didn’t realize this would be an all-day event, or i would have brought some entertainment,” he mumbled dryly. you laid on the ground next to him, arms folded under the back of your head, and looked over to grin at him. he tried to ignore the crackle of electricity under his skin as your arm grazed his, your faces just inches away from each other.

“i’m pretty sure i’m all the entertainment you need, actually,” you replied cheekily, making him smile and roll his eyes.

his gaze lingered on you just a moment too long. it had taken him ages to slow down his racing heartbeat when you had first begun, and now it threatened to beat out of his chest again as he listened to you begin to delve into your creative thought process, careful not to give away all of the details of your work before he could see it for himself. he watched the corners of your eyes crinkle, the furrow of your brow and the way your fingers traced the air as you always did when you started talking about the things you love. where leo was collected and calculated, you were animated and colorful. all of the best parts of being alive begin and end behind your eyes, he thought to himself.

“i think it should be good now,” you decided, leaning up on one elbow to gingerly touch the paint on his shell before nodding, a look of excitement and nervousness crossing your face as you crouched down and extended your hands. “wanna take a look?”

he accepted, taking your small hands in his, rose to his feet and walked over to the mirror propped up against the wall.

leo stood in awe of the swirl of colors painted across the back of his shell. a city skyline in shades of blues and purples was splashed against a dark sky, and he could make out four small figures standing side by side on a rooftop in familiar colors.

“it’s new york,” he breathed, eyebrow ridges raised as he craned his neck, trying to see it more clearly in the mirror.

“you like it?” you asked in a hopeful voice, swaying in place as one hand tapped your cheek in anticipation.

“it’s fine,” he said finally, earning a smack on his bicep from you. he turned to you, grinning ear to ear. “it’s amazing. you’re amazing. the guys are gonna be so jealous.”

he turned down to look at you, towering over you as you beamed that sunshine smile at the praise. amused, he noticed a splatter of bright blue on your cheek and gently wiped it away with his thumb. had he imagined the scarlet blush of your cheeks as you turned your eyes away from him?

did it matter?

“c’mon, i wanna go show the others,” you decided, turning past him towards his bedroom door. without thinking, his hand shot out of its own volition to grab yours. you froze at the large hand gently holding your wrist, rooting you to the spot.

“wait, just…wait,” leo rasped, immediately ashamed at the edge of desperation creeping into his voice. you turned to face him, brow furrowed slightly in curiosity. that familiar stinging that he felt every time you left the lair bubbled up in his chest. he didn’t want to go back to the others and have to see them crowd around you, begging you to do the same for them. for once, just once, he wanted a moment that he didn’t have to share with his brothers. he wanted something to just be his.

he wanted that something to be you.

he wasn’t thinking properly, he knew it, but he never really was thinking clearly around you.

you began to ask if he was okay, your lips forming around the words, but never made it to the end of the sentence as his hands reached up to your face, cradling you in his hands. your eyes widened a little at the touch, but you made no effort to pull away.

“leo?”

the sound of his name rolled off of your tongue so easily, so effortlessly breaking down his usual barriers of self discipline that dictated his every waking moment, and finally he released himself to his impulses as he leaned down to kiss you.

you tensed up in surprise the moment his lips touched yours, and he pulled away as quickly as it began. his fearful thoughts began to race, screaming at him for being so selfish. the one friend he’d ever made for himself, and he’d ruined it.

“i—shit, i’m sorry. i don’t know why i…”

his regretful rambling was stopped midsentence by your hand on his plastron, his chest heaving as your gaze followed a trail from his eyes to his lips.

“leo. shut up.”

it was his turn to be surprised as you stood on your toes, pressing your lips against his.

he poured all of his feelings, the long months of pining and languishing over his certainly-unrequited feelings into the kiss, grabbing you by the waist with one arm and moving the other to quietly shut the door again.

the others could wait a little longer.

[multifandomqueen2002]

Back Tickles

Bayverse!Leo x Fem!Reader

*(ALL TURTLES ARE AGED UP! 18+)*

Warnings: None. Might be cussing.

Candles crackle softly in the dimly lit room. The cool smooth satin of Leos blue duvet cover against your bare leg as the duvet lays wrapped around your bare sleeping figure. The lair is quiet. Only Mikeys snoring and Donnie's keys tapping away as he types on his keyboard can be heard.

Leo's door opens as he steps inside, towel draped over his shoulders. Face naked, mask in hand. He shuts the door and looks over at your peaceful state. A smile tugs and the corner of his mouth. You made him so happy. He lived for you.

He steps closer to the bed, taking the towel in hand and hangs it over a chair you took to his room to do your makeup in his mirror.

Why does he have a mirror in his room? You bought a extra mirror one day while on your way to a movie night at the lair. You spent the night there once before and decided it was too difficult to do your hair and makeup the next morning in their bathroom. The lighting in the bathroom sucked, and mikey and raph have a subconscious feud of "who gets to destroy the bathroom first" in the morning. Their stomachs dont get along with pepperoni.

Leo slowly places his knee on his bed, leaning over your frame, his fingertips gently grazing your calf and up your thigh. His hand ends on your hip as he gently squeezes to wake you.

"Princess?" His voice soft, deep, low

Oh, how you loved his voice.

"Mmmhh?" You respond, barely wake.

"Move over, beautiful" he slowly starts pushing you as you move over, you feel the bed dip behind you as Leo lays down on his side next to you. Your warm lower back against his pelvis. Enough space between your back and his plastron for his right hand to creep up to your bare back and he lightly starts slowly stroking his fingers up, down, left and right. Your body bathed in goosebumps. Another soft smile tugs at his lips as rests his head on his left arm.

He is so in love with you. All his thoughts wander off as he tickles your back. It wanders to the day he first met you. He never knew a persons' smile could say so much without saying a thing at all. You smelled so sweet. You were so kind. He observed you, trying to maintain a distance.

Thoughts trail to a slip up between him and Raph a few weeks after he first met you. They had a terrible fight, at a terrible time. He had already recognized the deep feelings he has towards you by this time and Raph knew. So he pushed buttons that day.

You, Casey, Vern and April came over for chinese and before the takeout boxes were even opened, Raph and Leo were at eachothers throats. No one had a clue how it started. Leo was so outraged that he stormed off his room, just to breathe.

You, the kind and pure soul that you are, checked on him immediately. You didnt believe in bottling emotions. 'It makes you sick' you would always say. With a soft knock on his door, you call out to him. "Lee, are you alright?" After he let you in, you both sat on his bed and he just let it out. He couldn't keep it to himself anymore. He talked all that has ever bothered him and yoy sat there with an open heart and an open mind. Listening, comforting. Hes never felt so heard, never felt so assured.

All he knew that day is that you were a treasure, that he couldn't let go.

Many more memories were about to flood his mind until his thoughts get interrupted by you leaning back into him with a little stretch.

"Baby?" You look up at him with half lidded eyes,

"Yes my Angel?" He smiles rubbing your thigh.

"Hold me?"

Thats all this big boy needed to hear before he wraps his arm around your waist and you head snuggles right below his chin. He holds you close, like its the last time.

"Goodnight, Angel"

With one last kiss on the top of your head, you both drift off in the warmth of eachother.

A/N:

Ok this is my first time writing in a looong time. So i hope it wasnt too bad. I do take requests!

I prefer requests because i run out ideas so dont be shy :D

[mysticlibraryhushbats]

Why do the movies always portray Leonardo like such a dick? Well, mainly in TMNT 2007 and 2016 (and 2014 by extension), but still, it annoys me so much. Justice for Leonardo’s characterization in the 2023 movie!

[angelpancakes]

Revenge - Leonardo X Reader nsfw.

So, this is the second part of Sanctuary, which I wasn’t sure to publish and actually it wasn’t NSFW at the beginning, but I was feeling depressed and kinky at 3 am, and well fuck it. Hope y’all like it ♥. Sorry if it sucks, I still have issues with NSFW, ik it’s cringey.

NOTE: If you didn’t read part one I recommend you to do it, here it is💛

Sanctuary - Leonardo X Reader.

Title; Sanctuary. Type; Leonardo X Reader. Inspiration; Sanctuary - Joji Cursing, tears, cheating, meh, usual heartbreaking. YEAH THIS IS MY

Inspiration; Revenge - The Neighbourhood.

Warning; Curse words and NSFW.

• • •

I let you hit me off, I won’t do that again. And I know it’s wrong but now I want some revenge. Coming for your heart, every beat, when you sleep, in your dreams, when you eat, in your feelings.

I’ll make it hard, I’ll make you stuffed.

“Just give me a good reason Baby.” She whispered.

Her hear certainly needed time to heal, even though she found a way to forgive him, she, in fact, didn’t forget anything. The way her heart still hurt, didn't help when that fucking cunt was still hitting his phone. She made him jealous, walking around with short skirts, crop tops, anything that made him remember him how stupid he was. Her face shines bright with her precious smile, she was such a strong woman and she was so independent that it made Leonardo’s blood boil.

Exactly what she wanted.

Leonardo was indeed very angry, but he knew he deserved it, but that night, that particular night, he couldn't stand it one more second. When she left the Lair he followed Y/N to her apartment, now she always left her windows open, he wasn’t brave enough to enter again, but tonight he had more than enough. Y/N watched how he jumped inside from her window, she wasn’t surprised but she wasn’t happy either. Turning right to her room, Leonardo grabbed her arm.

“Why the fuck are you doing this?” Uh Oh, curse word. “When will you stop? You’re making me insane.” Yeah, he knew he was such an asshole but still, it was hard to take.

But Baby Boy it’s not that easy.

“What do you want from me Y/N?” He finally asked.

After some moments of silence, moments that Leonardo felt like a damn eternity, she smiled, her white pearls peeping out her pretty pinky lips.

“First time that I’ve ever met you, I knew that you had paid attention. Follow me around in the right direction, still, do focus on this message.” Y/N walked closer to him, her aura was dangerous, painful, and yet so fucking sexy and hot, so desirable. Indeed, she was the woman he loved. “While you listen, just think for yourself; How it feels when you need some help? ‘Cause now it’s my turn to take it away.” 

Letting go of his grip, Y/N walked away, but he wasn’t pleased, He really fucked it up, and now she was about to have her revenge.

In a fast move, Leonardo grabbed her waist and before she could even gasp his lips were pressed against hers, kissing back, Y/N was inside laughing, she knew it was about time. His big hands wandered all around her body and slid up that navy blue dress she was wearing, grabbing her ass it a rough way he let out a soft groan, after one fucking year of teasing her skin felt so soft and so pleasing he immediately had a painful erection. Now that her dress was on the floor, he saw her almost naked body, those lacey black panties were just asking to be ripped off, picking her up, he walked to her room and gently left her on her bed, towering on top of her, he quickly got rid of his gear and clothes, she looked at him from under, that devilish smile and those blushed heated cheeks were just too much for Leonardo. Everything turned out in a messy, hot make out, kisses, and bites, nails digging in his skin, moans, and groans, the room temperature was getting hotter and hotter and Leonardo couldn't stand it anymore. Y/N, on the other hand, was having a great time, she knew he was mad, he was hot and bothered and even though she was so turned on, her composure was almost perfect, something she learned from him but at this point, he seemed to forget. Going down with a trail of kisses and bites, Leonardo started eating her furiously, missing her delicious taste and wetness, it felt like their first time was happening over and over but even better, even hotter. She was moaning like she never did before, and he was harder than he has ever been before.  In a fast move he was inside of her, both bodies were covered in sweat and love marks, both eyes were filled with lust at the same time his dick filled her pussy, it was so much, it was so wonderful, and his movements were fast, hard, he missed so much her heated cries, the way her body pressed his cock so perfectly, the way her chest will raise and her back will arch in sudden pleasure, his hands were printed on her thighs in a red tone, so hard, so good, so perfect. Leonardo was moaning her name, and she was living for it. She was right, no one could make him feel like she did, no one could turn him on like she did, and for fuck's sake, she was cumming all around his dick like he loved, her moans were music, she was his muse, his princess, his queen. No one could fuck her like he did and no one could fuck him like she did.  With his name escaping from her lips in a heavy scream, she came, feeling her body in total relief, and seconds later he did too, he came faster than any other time, Why? Because after one fucking year of jerking off with the memories of his pretty beautiful Y/N sucking his dick, on fours for him, on top of him wasn’t as good as the real Y/N.

No one was better than the real Y/N.

Cumming inside her, he filled her, like all the times he did before, but this time it was different. Together lay down on her bed, sweating, panting and tired, he saw her smile, and then he understood it, it was all her plan.

“I can’t believe you.” He whispered.

“You bet, idiot.” That dangerous smile was again painting her beautiful features.

“I love you Y/N.” Leonardo pulled her closer, will she finally.. say it again? “I love you, Leonardo.” She answered against his chest.

Kissing her again, he felted how his heart lost a huge weight, finally, finally. He learned everything, every tear, every cry, every tease, was fucking worth it if she was with him.

She got her revenge, and he got her back.

Uh, soulmates really exist.

💙The end💙

[kusari-san]

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