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crackedpumpkin · 1 year

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Hi i saw your one shot of leo x reader " lair " and it broke my heart to pieces.

So is it okay to ask for a fluff one shot where leo is trying to patch things up with reader? Trying to win her again?

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Well, you asked and I answered, lovely anon! The first part was initially meant to be a standalone oneshot to bring you pain and suffering, but I thought, 'Why not?' and wrote a part two. This ending is however, completely optional, depending if you'd prefer to leave part one on the painful note :) (That's what I did)

"Just one more chance," He pleads, voice soft outside your shut window.

You press your head further into your pillow, waking up in a cold sweat from your dream. You'd be lying if you said you weren't affected by the breakup. The desk felt empty without his usual clutter, the absence of the framed photo of you together a constant reminder of what once was.

You'd never admit it, but you often find yourself glancing down at your phone, waiting for the occasional text from Leo. You were exhausted, trying to move on from him. But often, you'd come home to your empty apartment, collapsing onto the cold sofa and missing the warmth of his arms around you.

You had moved out a couple weeks after the breakup, only having told Donnie about it. The genius turtle had agreed to keep your secret from your ex in exchange for a constant supply of your signature guacamole.

You had offered to teach him the recipe, but he quote-unquote, "prefer to focus my energy onto things that have more significant results than a bowl of guac."

He visited sometimes and brought Mikey with him. Not recently, though, as Leo was getting suspicious. You enjoyed their presence - maybe it's true that when you love someone, you also love their family.

Loved, to be exact.

The feeling of loneliness gnaws away at your chest.

You pull out your phone, a buzz signalling a new message. You unlock it, squinting at the screen to read Mikey's latest message.

Dude, I'm so sorry. He got your new number when he snatched away my phone. - Mikester, sent at 9pm.

As soon as your eyes skim over the words, your phone vibrates from an incoming call. You flinch, dropping the phone.

It lands screen up, and your breath hitches from the unsaved number. There's no way you wouldn't recognize the same number you had subconsciously memorized and called countless nights.

You steel your resolve, trembling hands picking it back up and hitting the button to accept the call. You hold it up to your ear, waiting for him to speak. You hear a sharp inhale on the other end, biting your lip to prevent yourself from doing the same once you hear his voice.

"Hello...?"

There it was. The voice that had once brought you joy from just a simple greeting, one that had reassured you and whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he held you close in your bed.

"Leo." You breathe out, trying to ignore the sharp pang in your chest at the mention of his name.

“Y/n,” His voice is quiet and subdued, starkly contrasting with his usual cheerful and carefree nature. “I know we ended badly, but could we meet to talk about it? If that’s okay with you, of course.” You can hear his voice tremble on the last word, the audible gulp a dead giveaway.

You’re silent, taking the time to think. Do you risk it? Or do you not? In retrospect, you had never really found full closure from everything. Maybe it’s why your head is still filled with thoughts of him, your apartment a constant reminder of the subconscious habits adopted from your relationship with him.

“Alright,” You agree in a quick exhale.

“Thank you…Would Run of the Mill be okay? At seven tomorrow.”

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

And then both of you hang up. Unknown to you, Leo is hunched over his phone in his room, holding his head in his trembling hands, relieved that you had agreed.

You open the door of your (very) empty fridge, sighing at the lack of food besides condiments like mayo and a bottle of cola. You grab the drink, passing the bowl of guac you had made for Donnie.

You turn on the TV, trying to drown out the loud silence in your apartment. You sit on the couch, feet curled up and under a blanket. You watch the show blankly, trying not to address the emptiness you feel after the phone call.

You take a sip, the cola burning the back of your throat. You grimace, setting it back down on the coffee table. You didn't even like cola, so why was it in your fridge?

Ah. Leo liked cola.

You focus on the TV programme, deciding to drift off to sleep instead. God knows you'd need it, considering you'll be talking to your ex tomorrow.

— — — — — — — —

This is it. This is the day your life will be better off without him. The day you finally bring things to a close.

You tap your feet, waiting impatiently for Leo. You had arrived at Run of the Mill ahead of time, choosing to dress in your best battle armour. In this case, it’s a stunning black dress that stops right above your knees. It made you feel confident, and your smoky eyes made you look badass.

"Hey," you turn at the familiar voice, ignoring the way your heart does stupid little flips.

"Y-you look good." Leo stutters, trying to pass off a suave smile as natural. But you knew him better than that, noticing the beads of sweat on his brow and how his hands shook ever-so-slightly.

He's just as nervous as you are.

The realization relaxes your tense shoulders, now knowing you weren't the only one. The surprising absence of his swords elicits a raise of your brow, and he notices.

"I left them at home. I just wanted to focus on us tonight." He admits, fiddling with his fingers.

"Then how're we going to enter?" You gesture to the brick wall, and the both of you are shut out from the restaurant without his sword to open the doorway into it. From how his eyes widen in shock and his cheeks flush in embarrassment, it's apparent that he didn't think that far ahead.

Of course, he didn't, you think fondly.

Wait. Fondly? No. No way. You were here to just talk and address the breakup. That's all there was to it. You dismiss the small smile at the familiarity of the situation, remembering how the same thing had occurred on your fifth date.

You spot the way Leo's eyes light up at your amused expression, quickly masking it with a blank expression. "Should we get some takeaway instead?" Leo suggests. From the look on his face, it seemed that he recalled the exact same memory. You shrug, but Leo knows it means that you agree.

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You sit on the rooftop of an apartment building, a piping hot pizza in its box between you two. You take a slice, and so does he. The both of you eat silently, eyes darting to focus on anything but each other.

"So," you're the first to break the silence. He flinches, almost choking on his last bite.

"So..." He drawls out. C'mon, Leo! He silently chides himself, trying to not be intimidated by how utterly gorgeous you look in that dress.

You're waiting patiently for him to continue the conversation, and he desperately wishes that his hands could cup yours in a gentle hold. He wants to apologize, to grovel, and to beg for you to take him back.

The past weeks were absolute agony for him, and he missed you more than anything. So many ways were thought up to express his apologies and promise the world if you'd just give him another chance. He'd make things right, to love you more than you'd ever need or want.

But in an instant, once his eyes meet yours, it's all gone. Your eyes are filled with so much vulnerability, your pale complexion a dead giveaway to how you haven't taken good care of yourself. He observes the tautness in your cheeks. You'd been losing weight too, he realizes.

"I'm sorry." The heartfelt apology spills past his lips, carrying so much weight with so few words.

“Sorry isn’t enough to undo everything you’ve done to hurt me.” You inhale deeply, willing the lump in your throat to fade. “Six dates that you’ve stood me up on, not to mention the missed calls and unread texts.” You list out.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t….” I didn’t mean it, Leo wants to say, but he knows it’s a mere excuse, and he catches himself before he hurts you and ruins everything yet again. “I don’t have an excuse. I should’ve treated you better, and you have every right to feel this way.”

“You lied to me.” Your words are quiet, and your eyes fill with sorrow. No matter how much you prepared yourself for this moment, it’s rendered useless as the wound is reopened from mere memory.

He’s so full of guilt, and it seeps out through his words. “I did.” He confesses, shame filling his cheeks and feeling them burn. “And I never should have.”

“Yeah,” You whisper, looking down at your lap where you’re fiddling with your hands. You swallow down the lump in your throat, hating how your eyes tear up again and how much he still affects you.

“But I’ve changed,” You look back up to meet his gaze, his eyes filled with pure resolve and earnestness. “I’ll treat you better than ever before, and I’ll make it up to you. Please, give me another chance. I’ll never hurt you ever again. I promise.”

You shake your head, feeling the tears spill out the corner of your eyes and trickle down your cheeks. You couldn’t risk it. Not again. But Donnie had mentioned that Leo really had changed, how he wrote so many letters piled up on his desk.

Heartfelt words left unsaid, Donnie had put it. He even admitted to taking a peek but never told you about its contents, only that Leo really had changed.

Even Mikey had brought it up.

God, you hated yourself for what you were about to say next. You turn around, facing him. He looks back up, willing the tears to go away. "Three dates." You ignore the way your heart pounds in your chest.

He clears his throat, rubbing his eyes roughly with the back of his hand, "What?" His voice comes out hoarse, but he could care less about that. What mattered more were the two words you had just spoken.

"I'll go on those three dates with you." You repeat, holding up a finger to stop him from speaking, "And we'll see where it goes; no promises."

— — — — — — — —

Date Numero Uno.

Leo waits on the cinema rooftop, two separate bean bags on the picnic mat that covers the ground. An assortment of popcorn and candy litter the ground, a projector he borrowed from Donnie sitting on a small table behind the bean bags.

He senses your arrival and turns to face you. He’s left speechless, the breath knocked out of him when he sees you in a pair of blue jeans and a flowy blouse. A necklace decorates your bare neck, bringing out your collarbones.

You’re beautiful.

He’s struggling to greet you, tripping over his words and stammering, reduced to the mess he was when you first kissed him.

You survey the scene, eyebrows raised when you spot all your favourite candy and snacks, even the ones Leo didn’t like.

He remembers.

Your heart melts slightly at the gesture, but you choose not to give anything away. You set down your purse beside one of the beanbags, choosing to sit down. “So, what movie are we watching?” Your voice is impassive, pretending to not be impressed.

“Well,” Leo walks over, sitting down and making himself comfortable in the blue bean bag, “Remember our first date?” He hits play on the app connected to the projector, and it begins to play the movie on the wall of the taller building opposite the both of you.

You gasp softly, eyes wide as your favourite movie starts playing. It brings you back to that day in the park when you first met him, a mutant monster having interrupted the public screening. He and his brothers had subdued it, only for him to smoothly invite you on a date to make up for the interruption.

It was a difficult movie to find in high quality. All the websites you visited only had blurry frame-by-frame displays. He had never told you how he managed to get a copy on your first date, and you never asked.

“How’d you get it?” You turn to him, unable to hold back your curiosity.

“Well, I kinda had to make a trade with Donnie.” He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, his gaze soft when he looks at you.

You avert your gaze, feeling slightly flustered yet touched. The mood remains silent with nervous tension, and you nibble on a snack as the movie plays.

Then Leo makes a joke, wincing when it breaks the silence.

But to Leo’s delight, you laugh. It sparks hope in him, and he continues to make pun after pun. You try to hide the small smiles from your amusement, but the atmosphere soon turns from awkward to comfortable and warm.

He walks you home after, insisting that you keep the snacks he had bought and reassuring you that he’d be the one to clean up the rooftop.

“Well, today’s not a bad start.” You murmur, stopping at the doorway to your apartment. He has his hands in the pocket of his hoodie, eyes filled with hope. “Just wait; I have another two dates to make it up to you.” He quips.

“Goodbye, Leo.” You chuckle, entering your home. You close the door behind him, and he heads home.

— — — — — — — —

Date Numero Dos

The bright lights of the carnival almost blind you as you weave through the crowd, spotting a familiar blue hoodie and jeans. You walk over to the booth that Leo’s waiting at. He pockets his phone once he sees you, straightening his posture and greeting you with a smile.

“So, this carnival, huh?” You cross your arms, looking at the booths around. He nods, holding up two express tickets that would allow the both of you to skip the long queues.

He’s really serious about this, you note with a soft smile.

Leo knows this next move is risky, but he does it anyway. He holds his arm to you, “Because it’s really crowded. Just scared you might get lost, and I won’t be able to spot you in the crowd.” He jokes nervously, holding his breath.

You hesitate, but you gently place your hand on his bicep. Besides, this is just to prevent you from being separated from the crowd. Nothing else.

You feel his body relax, observing the quiver of his lips as he tries not to beam. You hide a small chuckle at the sight.

He brings you to all the various carnival games, cheering for you as you knock down towers of metal cups with a tennis ball and win a prize. You do the same when he’s hula-hooping, lasting the longest out of all the other participants. He has the audacity to do a few tricks with the hula-hoop to rub his win in everyone else’s face, and you giggle at the sight.

“Move aside, blue.” You pat his chest a couple of times, the feeling so natural to you that you almost forget that you are no longer together. A blush coats Leo’s cheeks as he looks at you, aiming the toy gun at the tower of Jenga bricks, the action stunning him into silence.

You groan, only one last small stack remaining upright. A mischievous idea hits him, and he sneakily uses his sword to form a portal behind the bricks, using his finger to flick it and send it toppling down. You gasp in delight, and your arms are thrown up in victorious cheer.

You turn to face him with unadulterated excitement in your eyes, heat spreading across your nose and cheeks when you see the soft smile on his lips. You avert your gaze, staring down at your sandals as embarrassment fills your body.

“Shall we?” He holds his arm towards you again, but you take it without hesitation this time.

The two of you continue to play the carnival games, and you have so much fun that you forget about the agreement altogether. You make jokes and laugh and gasp in excitement when he hands you a large stick of cotton candy to share. You tear off small pieces, relishing in the happiness of the sweetness that melts on your tongue.

When he walks you home, you're disappointed that the date is ending, much to your surprise. You shut the door behind you as usual, small butterflies in your stomach and a silly smile you can’t seem to wipe off your lips.

You’re lying in bed when the phone screen lights up with a call, and you answer it without looking at the number.

“Hey,” Leo sounds surprised that you picked up, and you tuck the phone close to your ear, using your shoulder to hold it in place as you massage your sore feet.

“Hey,” You reply softly, glancing up at the clock. Eleven PM.

“Did you get home safe?” That pulls a chuckle out of you, “You walked me home.” You remind him with an amused roll of your eyes.

“Oh, I knew that. Just wanted to check, is all.” Leo bluffs, lying on his bed with the phone next to him on his pillow.

“So, why the sudden call…?” You ask, switching the phone to rest on your other shoulder as you massage your left calf.

“I wanted to tell you to dress up for the last date.” Leo turns to lie on his side, untying his bandanna to loop it around the bedpost.

“Oh? How formal are we talking?” You collapse on your pillow, holding the phone above your face. You accidentally lose your grip, and it falls. You yelp when it lands harshly on your nose, rubbing it to relieve the pain.

“You good?” Leo gets worried, sitting upright in his bed. If you were hurt, he’d make his way over to your apartment immediately. He’s relieved when you mumble a yes.

“Yeah, I just accidentally, yet very conveniently, dropped my phone on my face.” You groan, frowning when he barks a short laugh over the phone. “Hey, you did it too during that movie night in the lair with your family,” You snap playfully.

“I would never!” He gasps, holding his hand over his heart in mock hurt. An affectionate smile finds its way to his lips, staring up at the ceiling.

“So, where will our last date be?” Your question sobers him up, and a dull pang resonates in his chest at the reminder that there was still a chance you didn’t want to be his anymore.

“Run of the Mill.” He responds, quieter than before.

You inhale sharply at the mention of the chosen location, and it gets quiet for a while. “Make sure you bring your swords this time.” You try to joke, keeping the atmosphere light.

“I dunno, it might ruin the outfit's aesthetic.” He replies without thinking, warmth blossoming in his chest when he understands what you’re trying to do. He turns to face his phone, oblivious to the fact that you are mirroring his exact position and tender smile in your own bed.

You continue to talk and chat into the night, and when Leo hears your witty replies slow, he knows you’re falling asleep. He finally hears your soft breathing after a while longer, falling silent. He stays in the same position for a bit, just listening and pretending that you’re right there with him at that very moment.

But he hangs up with a sad smile, falling asleep with a pillow in his arms instead of you.

— — — — — — — —

Date Numero Tres

You’re waiting in the alleyway, checking your phone. You were there on the dot, but a small fear eats away at you, scarred by past experience.

Would he be a no-show?

He was supposed to have changed. You prayed that he wouldn't let you down. Not again.

You don’t realize how tense your body is until he shows up moments after your doubt starts coding your mind, your shoulders relaxing when you see him. He’s dressed in a casual tuxedo, and you raise a brow at how snazzy he looks in it.

“M’lady,” He holds out his hand, and you slide your own into his, tingles tiptoeing up your spine at the contact. He pulls a single sword out of the two slung across his hip, and you note that he’d even bought black sheaths for the blades to match the outfit.

He guides you into the restaurant, Señor Hueso bringing you to a private balcony and leaving the both of you with menus. “Wow, you’re really going all out, huh?” You observe, and sit down when he pulls a chair out for you.

He sits down on the chair opposite you. You’re about to pick up the menu to rifle through it, but he places his hand on top and gently pushes it back onto the table. You blink, confused by the gesture.

“Trust me, I know exactly what to order.” He smirks, signalling Señor Hueso to take your order. You ask for a glass of iced tea and wait patiently for Leo to order for the both of you.

“Señor Hueso, one of your Pizza Especial, large please.” The owner, familiar with Leo’s antics, takes the order with so much as a blink at Leo’s exaggerated Spanish accent.

“Did you just ask for a Pizza Special?” You ask, bemused yet entertained by the turtle opposite you. He nods with a cheeky wink, inducing a nervous laugh from you.

You make small talk till the food comes, and you gasp in pleasant surprise when a piping hot pizza is placed between you both, the grilled onions among various other toppings bringing a smile to your face. You’re almost drooling, thanking Señor Hueso, who brings the food to your table before he walks away.

Leo picks up the first slice of pizza, placing it onto your plate with a warm smile that sends a rush of endorphins through your body. You clear your throat. “Thanks,” You murmur, picking up the slice and taking the first bite.

He waits for your reaction, ignoring the rumble his empty stomach makes. He’s euphoric when your eyes light up, taking larger bites with a happy hum. He watches you with fondness in his eyes, stiffening when you catch him.

His eyes focus intently on the pizza, grabbing the second slice and munching hungrily. He doesn’t spot the grin on your lips, and you both eat. After a few slices, you’re stuffed to the max. You lean back in your chair, and Señor Hueso brings the pizza away to be put in a takeaway box at Leo’s request.

“Dessert?” He asks you. You immediately nod with an eager smile, sitting back upright and covering your mouth politely when you burp. Your cheeks flush in embarrassment, but he finds it cute.

“Would you like to share our signature sundae?” Señor Hueso suggests upon returning with the packaged leftover pizza, waiting for your decision.

“Oh, I don’t think she’d be comfortable-”

“I don’t mind sharing,” You cut Leo off, and his eyes widen briefly in surprise before they soften at your words. You nod in thanks to Señor Hueso, who leaves to prepare dessert, with silence settling between you both.

“The dates were fun,” You begin the difficult conversation, clearing your throat awkwardly.

“I’m glad you enjoyed them.” Leo’s reply is shy and nervous, fidgeting with his fingers on the table, green skin against the pure white of the tablecloth

Your lips curve upwards into a reassuring smile, reaching across and placing your hands on his. He looks up, taking in your radiant beauty and bright eyes.

“I can’t wait for the next one.”

He freezes, forgetting how to breathe.

“Wait,” He looks down, blinking rapidly before looking back up at you, “Does this mean…?”

Your nod of confirmation is all he needs for the rising swell of affection in his chest to spill over in the form of a sudden hug. You gasp in surprise at the feeling of his arms around you, melting into his touch as he buries his head into your shoulder.

You were home in his arms once more.

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thebiggerbear · 3 months

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Leonardo Masterlist

#leonardo #leonardo TMNT #TMNT fandom #TMNT fanfiction #leonardo x reader #leonardo x female reader #leonardo x you #leonardo x y/n #character masterlist #character: leonardo

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imababblekat · 11 months

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Vicarious Happiness

Anon Request, “Hi!! I love your work so much and I hope your doing wellI have a request if thats cool, it's fluffy raphael x reader(she/her) and it's like raph being all soft for once and letting his gard down and laughing and his brothers seeing this and they get all sappy”

~xXx~

It was the sounds of loud, hardy laughter that drew Leo from his once peaceful meditation. He knew that laugh and felt a familiar agitation itch at his mind, wondering what prank Raphael had pulled on Mikey this time. However, when he stepped out into the main living portion of the lair, he was quickly surprised to find the red banned turtle to not be cackling at his youngest brothers peril, but instead joyfully laughing along with you. While his laughter was louder and much deeper, no one could miss the cherry colored blush of your face as you laughed equally along. The leader of the four brothers made his way over to the kitchen, where he had spotted his two other siblings apparently watching the wholesome scene between Raph and the brothers close friend. “Donnie, you didn’t drop laughing gas again did you?”, Leo questioned with a raised brow and covering his snout. Hazel eyes glared behind self made classes. “I’ll have you know that was Casey’s fault! Also, no, I didn’t. Why do you ask?” Rolling his own eyes, Leo pointed a thumb over to where you and Raph sat close on the couch. “I ask because I’ve never seen Raph like that unless he did something. What’s up with him?” “Can’t you tell?”, Mikey jumped in with a swoon, batting non-existent lashes at Leo, “What’s up with Raph is (y,n)!” Leo scoffed, shoving Mikey out of his personal space as the other wiggled his brows. “Wait, are you guys serious? I know the two are close, but Raph like that? No way!” The two youngest brothers only smirked at each other, Donnie then stepping over to throw an arm around Leo. “Au contraire, my dear brother. Just take a look for yourself.” Leo did, and as he took a moment to really examine the scene before him, it wasn’t long till he caught on just like Mikey and Donnie had. It was the way Raphael looked at you, as you babbled on about something random but dear to yourself. His eyes held a fondness so rarely seen for someone such as him, a softness to his gaze rather than typical annoyance. It was as though he was deaf to your words, instead memorized and taking to memory the way you shined and glowed as you spoke so excitedly. However, Leo was also sure that for you, Raph was also making an effort to remember each and every single one of the words your spoke. Your voice and tone sounding like a melody to the terrapin no doubt. His body language was also a dead give away. Rather than taut or imposingly flexed, Raph sat comfortably with an air of, dare Leo even think it, vulnerability. There was not a sense of guardedness, no such thing as what he gave even around those he considered friends. With an arm slung over the couch and just an inch from being wrapped over your shoulders, an amorous smile and wholesome gaze still on your fast talking self, it was as though in that moment you were Raphael’s entire world. A cheeky grin found its way to Leo’s face. While he was already thinking of ways to tease the broad ninja turtle later, he at the same time couldn’t help but feel a sense of joyfulness for the other. The honorary leader had always been of a realistic mindset, had always been one hundred percent certain that they would never get to experience the pleasures of normal people. While a few years younger version of him would have been skeptical and jaded of this situation, the current more mature him felt nothing but elation. He’d always expected out of any of them for Mikey to somehow end up with a human partner if anything, but seeing Raphael of all people, soft and full of passion, it truly made him happy for the brother he’d so often fight with. Glancing over to Donnie and Mikey, the fondness they each shared while also watching the deepening bond shared between you and Raphael, he had a feeling they felt the same.

~xXx~

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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:TMNT 2012 MASTERLIST:

Shared Headcanons:

2012 Boys When Reader Uses The Same Weapon As Them

2012 With A Famous Reader

2012 Boys With A Mutated Child Sibling Reader

2012 Boys When Child Reader's Teddy Bear Rips

2012 Boys When Sibling Reader Draws A Family Picture

2012 Boys With A Big Sis Reader

2012 Boys With A Mother Figure Reader

What The 2012 Boys Call Their S/O

2012 Boys When Their Big Sister Gets Mutated

2012 With A Friend Who Listens To Sean-Nós Music

2012 Boys With A Male S/O Who's Stronger Than Them

Leo:

Dating Leo Headcanons

Admiration? No, Love.

My Hero

Leo With A Secret Hacker Girlfriend

Leonardo Cuddle Headcanons

Mikey:

Practice

Oblivious

Dating Mikey Headcanons

Mikey With An Assasin Girlfriend

Honey I'm Home

Donnie:

Supplier

Rest Your Eyes

Donnie Cuddle Headcanons

Crush Much?

Pick-Up Line

Overprotective

Dating Donnie Headcanons

Donnie With A Secret, Boxer S/O

Hello Mr. Turtle

Donnie With A Collector Little Sibling

Raph:

Feelings

Dating Raph Headcanons

Raph With A Secret, Softie S/O

Not So Fragile

Other:

Daredevil Pt:1 Pt: 2 Pt: 3

One For The Books

Adopted??

Call Me Karma

Splinter With A Secret Girlfriend

Introduction

Free Time (Karai x Fem!Reader)

Code Of Conduct

Ice Cream Run (Casey Jones x Reader)

Truths And Lies Pt: 1 Pt: 2 Pt: 3

Home Is Here

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r9ckstarkitty · 3 months

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My pookies

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt leo x oc #oc x canon #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt fanart #tmnt fanart #tmnt 2018 #probably will delete later #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt x female reader #original character #tmnt x oc #rottmnt x you #rottmnt x y/n #August O'neal

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satrs · 10 months

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Hii congrats on 1000 followes can i request F11 and 18 with leonardo luna from blue lock?

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FEATURING; LEONARDO LUNA x FEM!READER

୨୧ TAGS; NSFW/DARK CONTENT. MDNI! pwp. praise kink. unprotected intercourse. dirty talk. petnames(mi amor=my love, baby, Cariño=darling).

୨୧ WC; 0.3k

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+!

You recall his words over and over as you bury your head into the cotton pillow, hand reaching for the headboard to hold your stability.

“First one to cum is the loser.”

You Should've never agreed in the first place. This was a dead end. Because you lost before it even started.

"Hm? Already giving up, Cariño?" Your head rose from the covers, turning your head to the sound of his voice. He chuckled at you shaking your head 'no' eagerly, hand firmly planting onto your back, pushing you further down the mattress. "Then," His head leaned down towards your ear, hot breath brushing against your neck, "be a good girl and take it."

He placed a light kiss on your neck while bullying his cock into your fluttering hole. You nod, a whimper flying past your lips at one particular sharp thrust from the blonde, feeling his grin tickle your nape.

You nod your head in response, unable to form a coherent sentence during his merciless thrust, shoving your body further down whilst his honey-coated tongue whispers sweet nothings into your ear. Complete opposites.

"That's my girl. Always so good for me." His hand reached up for yours on the headboard, interwinding his finders with yours, movements of his hips not flattering.

You started squirming, trying to free from his hold, the pleasure he was giving you almost too much to handle, sweat coating your forehead.

“Slow, baby, I’m not going anywhere.”

Despite having such a genuine and loving voice, the grip on your hand and hip tightened, groaning next to your ear as you clench around him. "Don't run now, mi amor. I'll make you cum real good, yeah? Give my Baby what she deserves."

A strangled moan left your lips as a tingle rushed through your body, indicating your impending orgasm. "Let go, I got you. Want to see your beautiful face while you cum."

This was all it took for you to let loose and hop onto the wave of euphoria, back arching into the mattress as you let your orgasm wash over you.

And by the sound of his faint chuckle you already knew what this meant.

You lose.

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x--ghost--x · 1 year

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Hi, can i request HC platonic little sister (female reader she/her), who wants to make her 4 brothers happy?

Like she knows mikey wanted that famous rare cooking book that got sold out years ago and she comes up to him saying " hey mikey, close your eyes and give me your hands, i swear it's not a prank! " and when she gives him he gets so shocked he almost cry and scream of joy at the same time.

She do the same with her 3 older brothers because she loves going so far to make them happy.

( in case you couldn't find a thing that may make the brothers so happy may i suggest; a poster of leo with lou outfit back when he was fighting in BNC, for Donnie a rare computer chip, and for raph she sew a ghost bear - she hates him btw - teddy bear big size for raph).

If this request is too much then please feel free to ignore/delete it.

Okay that's honestly so cute, I love that idea ♡

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Little presents

• you never thought you'll find yourself considering four mutant turtles your older siblings

• but it did happened somehow

• and you were really grateful for that

• there wasn't any boring moment with them, always having some sort of fun activity going on like Mikey teaching you how to cook, Leo showing you his favorite Lou Jitsu scenes or doing tricks with his blue portals that you had no idea how they worked, Donnie explaining to you how he build his inventions even tho you didn't understand any word he said or Raph showing you the best ways to protect yourself in the dojo

• they cared for you deeply and you cared for them

• that's why you decided to repay them for their kindness, you really wanted to make them happy just like they made you

• it wasn't easy but being a really determined kid you went on a mission to get your brothers some presents (April helped you get some of them because she was a little concerned you could get in trouble doing this all on your own and almost got a heart attack more times she wanted to admit)

• when you achieved your task successfully it was time to deliver the items to each of the turtles

• first on your list was Mikey

• and when I tell you he was extremely happy I mean he was absolutely delighted when you handed him that super rare cooking book that got sold out years ago and no one was printing it anymore

• he definitely picked you up spinning around and giggling saying "thank you" repeatedly with the biggest grin you ever saw

• he did question tho were did you get that and you started to tell him a story about that cool old book shop you found somewhere in a weird alley where cashier looked like a big owl, how she was very nice too and helped you look for this book

• Mikey thought he would pass out because how the hell did you get into the Hidden city- oh, you ran off already

• the next turtle was Leo, who you were able to find doing tricks on a skateboard

• when he saw you he momentarily stopped and asked what's up and why you and Mikey were so loud earlier, he stopped when he saw you handing him something

• he thought he would cry when he realized it was a poster - with him AND Lou Jitsu

• that was, like, the coolest thing ever

• he didn't even asked where did you get that, just thanked you million times and went to the first person he saw (which was Mikey, going to kitchen with his new cooking book) to brag about him being your favorite brother because "have you seen what cool pesent she gave me? none of you got something this awesome-"

• your next stop was a lab, so you knocked in a irregular pattern - a code that Donnie taught you so he knew it was you

• when the doors opened you went straight to the chair he was sitting at, tinkering with things you did not recognize

• not wanting to interrupt him, you slowly slid a little square to him, finally catching Donnie's attention, he lifted his mismatched goggles and examined onject and upon recognising what it was he let out a verbal "gasp!"

• Donnie isn't very good at expressing his gratitude but the excited sparkle in his eyes resured you he really liked that computer chip that he tried to get a grasp on for quiet some time now and even though you may not understand what exactly was so special about it, seeing the turtle so happy was enough to make your efforts on getting it worth

• and speaking of that "I am grateful for this thoughtful gift but, uh, could you enlighten me on how did you get into a possession of something so-"

• you, again, decided to disappear into thin air

• finally, the last one on your list, the oldest big brother, Raph

• finding him was easy, it was the time of the day for his training, so you headed to the dojo, already hearing him from afar

• announcing your arrival, not wanting to accidentally get hit, he greeted you with a smile and pat on the head

• the gift you had for him was probably the only one you did yourself (okay, maybe not entirely by yourself but for the most part that was true) - a Ghost Bear plushie, almost as big agroun

• your heard that he liked him, you not so much after hearing about his evil doings, but if it's what would make your older brother happy then so be it

• maybe for you it was not perfect, in some parts steaches were visible, but for Raph it was indeed perfect and he couldn't dream of a better present, which was clearly indicated by the loud thumping of his tail repeatedly hitting the ground

• "it's really amazing! and it's detailed too, just like you have seen him while sewing!.. wait-"

• let's say, you did end up with you making your brothers extremely happy

• and extremely concerned at the same time

• good luck with explaining where did you get all those gifts ^^

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Hope you liked it!

Have a nice day/night ᕦ( ᐛ )ᕡ

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myunluckyjourney · 11 months

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Alright! Hello again! I hope if you can please accept this request of mine; Rottmnt hc of rise leo & little sister reader?

(Platonic) (reader is a mutant ninja turtle like her brothers & also mikey's twin) (her signature color can be pink 🩷)

The plot about reader who admires her older Leonardo, as Mikey admires and favorite Donnie, reader admires leo & spends most of her time with him.

That & how sometimes mikey & reader fight over who's best; leo or Donnie?

Reminds Cas of their OC Venus! Well, she’s teal but… whatever!

Very cool request, bro!

I also drew her and I love her now! :] - Mod Cas

GENERAL HEADCANONS

You and Mikey are the glue of the family

And, unlike with Leo and Donnie, you guys are ACTUAL twins. Same species and stuff. Which technically makes you the only full siblings? Funky

You’re not identical twins though, in fact, you have (e/c) eyes while he has brown and blue or your eyes are just a different shade

And just like Mikey, you are absolutely ADORABLE

Unlike Mikey and your other brothers though, you are SHY AS HELL

Which your brothers do try to help you with but Leo is the most charismatic and outgoing one so he naturally tended to teach you more about that stuff

Which is why you two are closer :]

Your brothers are MUCH more protective over you than they are of Mikey

You are secretly better at manipulating people than your brothers are and no one suspects you are the dangerous one considering how sweet and shy you are!

^ It’s always the quiet ones istg…

Your weapon is the bow, otherwise known as the Yumi! And you are FRIGHTENINGLY good at shooting - honestly, intimidates the hell out of anyone that sees it

LEO HEADCANONS

Since you admire him so much you try to spend most of your time near him, trailing after him or always joining his Team if you guys have to split up.

You tend to, as he says, “stalk him”. Really, you just kinda trail behind him like a lost puppy.

You are literally his favorite sibling now

And you seem to be the only one to see through the arrogant façade which terrifies him

But… a part of him likes that you can see through the mask

Probably one of the few ones who genuinely laugh or giggle at his jokes and puns, often trying to make some yourself. You even research puns and jokes so you can be like him

“People love my one-liners! They always fire up the team!”

^ You being the only one that nods along to it

Once in a while your dear twin and you get into a little banter on who is the better one from the disaster twins. You of course being Team Leo and Mikey Team Donnie.

It often stays as little Nu-uhs and Yuh-uhs but can break off into full blown arguments

“LEO’S THE FUNNIEST!”

“NO, DONNIE’S THE FUNNIEST!”

●"AT LEAST LEO DOESN'T CALL HIMSELF A "BAD BOY" !"

●"WELL AT LEAST DONNIE USES HIS BRAIN AND DOESN'T JUST RELY ON HIS LOOKS!"

*Insert offended gasp of Leo-*

Raph, much to his disappointment, is usually forced to pick who’s right

Leave my boi alone :’)

He tired of your shit :’)

“FINE THEN! I’M TAKING (Y/N) AND LEAVING! Come on, sweetie.”

“... That’s enough Monopoly for today…”

You’re accidentally each other’s wingmen? Like, Leo’s doing it on purpose for you, but you’re accidentally his wingman by him just being sweet to you and that causes the other person to fall for him?

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crackedpumpkin · 1 year

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|| ʟɪᴀʀ || ʀɪꜱᴇ! ʟᴇᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ||

I'll be real with y'all, I might have been going through the grieving process of my recent breakup while writing this lmfao. But hey! I don't see much tmnt angst lately so here you go~ I hope this makes you cry! Or sob, or tear up etc.

Love, crackedpumpkin. part two (optional)

He was late. Again.

You sigh, starting to keep the plates of food you had painstakingly prepared for tonight. Perfectly sliced sandwiches wrapped in cling film are carelessly tossed back into the basket, and potato salad in a disposable bowl is thrown in the trash.

Candles are extinguished, and the flames are snuffed out. Fairy lights are kept, and empty plastic cups are disposed of.

You pack up the picnic mat you had been sitting on for over an hour, stumbling slightly as you regain feeling in your legs. You glance down at the framed picture you had brought with you, your heart sinking as you place it back in the basket and everything else.

This was the sixth time Leo had stood you up. Maybe you were a fool for hoping things would work out. But this was too much. Tears prick the corner of your eyes, clouding your vision as you sit in the back of a cab, making your way back home.

You pull out your phone, opening the chat between you and Leo.

Hey, are you reaching anytime soon? - Unread, sent at 6.30pm.

You okay? You’re not picking up my calls. - Unread, sent at 7pm.

Leo, I’m getting worried. Where are you? - Unread, sent at 7.15pm.

I’m going home. - Unread, sent at 7.30pm.

You set your phone down, locking the screen so that its lifeless black form is all you see. It doesn’t help how your heart clenches in your chest, and it’s suddenly hard to breathe.

You reach your apartment at eight-thirty p.m. on the dot, having travelled far just to set up the picnic date at the park where you two had first met. You let the basket slip from your grasp, clattering to the floor. You could care less about the noise; too emotionally drained.

You drape yourself across your bed, curling up with a plushie. Leo won it for you at the annual carnival to commemorate your first date. It was starting to get tattered, the once bright green of the turtle plushie fading with time.

You feel your phone buzz in your pocket, pull it out and turn it on. You squint at the bright screen, eyes adjusting to the sudden light in the dark room.

Hey, got caught up with hero things. Won’t be able to make it tonight. How’s tomorrow at Run of the Mill, 7pm? - Leo <3 , Sent at 9pm.

You scoff, releasing your grip on your phone and allowing it to slide onto the bed, looking away.

You hold out for five minutes before turning and grabbing your phone, texting back.

I understand. I’ll see you tomorrow then? - Unread, sent at 9.10pm.

Hopefully, you’d actually get to see his face tomorrow.

— — — — — — — —

You glance in the bathroom mirror, checking that your lashes are perfectly curled. You blink, checking on your eyeliner and lip tint. You run your fingers through your hair, smooth locks framing your face perfectly.

You had spent over an hour getting ready, wanting everything to go perfectly tonight. You wave goodbye to your parents, watching television in the living room, shutting the door behind you before heading to the alleyway that leads to Run of the Mill.

You hail a cab, reaching Run of the Mill half an hour late on purpose. You glance around, frowning when you don’t see your boyfriend. You pull out your phone, dialling his number and hold it to your ear.

“Hey, you’ve just reached the voicemail of Leonardo. I’ll call you back if I like you. If not, then that’s too bad!”

The beep that comes after is poison to your ears, and you bitterly press the button to hang up, choosing to message him.

Babe, I’m at Run of the Mill now. Where are you?” - Unread, sent at 7.35pm.

You lean against the wall, entertaining yourself by scrolling through social media and texting your friends. You pause when you open Instagram, noticing that Mikey has posted on his close friends' story.

You tap on the green circle around his profile picture, a video playing.

“Yooo, that’s so sick! He did it again, two nights in a row!” Mikey’s voice plays over the phone speaker, but it’s who he’s filming that makes your smile drop and your heart plummet.

Leo stands confidently on the skate ramp in their lair, a smug smile on his lips as he poses for another skateboard trick.

“I can’t believe it!” Raph’s shout from somewhere off-camera is filled with disbelief.

“If you insist, ladies and gentlemen, I shall demonstrate my awesome skills and amazing talent yet again!” Leo grins but pauses momentarily to check his phone.

The call sign on his screen, a picture of the two of you smiling widely, is visible. However, he turns it off without hesitation, pocketing his phone again and jumping down the ramp on his skateboard with a loud whoop.

The story ends there, an ad for cruises popping up next. You’re surprised when drops of water land on the screen but realize that your vision has gone blurry from the hot tears that fill your eyes. They overflow, trickling down your cheeks.

It’s hard to swallow down the golf-ball-sized lump in your throat, leaning against the wall as you struggle to breathe through the hiccups. Your nose is runny, and you’re sure you look like a mess right now. However, not a single cry makes it past your lips, the crushing sensation almost too much to bear.

He’s not going to show up.

He was never going to show up.

The realization hits you like a truck just as it starts to rain. It soaks through your dress and your makeup, leaving you shivering in the cold weather. You hail a cab back home, sitting silently in the backseat and ignoring the concerned glances of the taxi driver.

You enter your home a soaked mess, rainwater having mixed with your tears. Streaks of mascara and eyeliner decorate your cheeks, and your eyes are bloodshot. You don’t know how else to react, your heart filled with conflicting emotions that crash into each other like violent waves.

You can barely wash up, and your arms are heavy when scrubbing your body. Somehow, you end up sitting on your shower floor, staring blankly at the wall. You drag yourself out of the shower once your skin wrinkles and your body shivers.

You change into pyjamas, standing in the doorway of your bedroom. You shut the door, and it closes with a silent click. You grab the framed picture of you and Leo on your desk, and a flash of anger fills your heart. You hold it above the trash bin, ready to throw it inside.

But you hesitate.

Your eyes sting, tears brimming in the corners. All too soon, the anger disappears, and emptiness fills its place. You sit on your bed in silence, your eyes blank and hands tightly gripping the framed picture. You sit for a long while, only stirring to life when the rising sun’s rays shine into your room.

You hear a buzz and look to your side to see your phone halfway out of the purse, the screen lighting up with a message. You grab it, unlock it and click on the notification.

Hey babe! Sorry, got caught up in more hero stuff again. - Leo <3, sent at 6am.

You choke on a sob that tears itself from your throat, muffling a cry that threatens to wake everyone up. Your chest is threatening to collapse in on itself, a feeling you never wanted to experience, much less because of him.

You immediately call him, slightly surprised when he actually picks up.

“Yellow?”

Your voice dies in your throat before the words can even make it past your lips. You’re silent once you hear his voice, wanting nothing more than to forgive and forget; to go back to the days when you were loved and treated right.

“Babe?” He laughs at Mikey’s muffled words a distance away, “If you butt-dialled me, you should at least say so. I’ll hang up now!”

“We’re over.” You whisper, forcing the words out.

“What was that?” Leo’s voice is still playful.

You take a deep breath, forcing down the lump in your throat.

“We’re over,” you repeat, stronger this time.

“Good one, Y/n.” He chuckles, though a hint of concern laces his words.

“This isn’t a joke, Leo. We’re over.” You breathe, hands gripping your sheets so tightly that your knuckles turn white. “Whatever we have — what we used to have, it’s gone. We’re done.”

You press the red button on your screen, hanging up on him before he can get a word in. You knew that if you didn’t, you’d have broken down before ending the call. A sob bursts past your lips that are pressed together tightly.

Then another. And another, until you’re crumpled into your bed, arms desperately clutching your pillow as you inhale shuddering breaths. You ignore the knock at your window, even as it becomes more frantic.

“Y/n?” You don’t respond, stifling the cries that threaten to alert him to your presence. Leo finally leaves after what seems like hours, and you inhale deeply, trying to calm yourself down.

Your breaths slow, and your body is no longer shaking. You slide out of bed, grab a spare tote bag and fill it with everything he had left around your room whenever he visited.

His jacket, his spare bandanna, his cologne. It all went into the bag, along with plenty of photos of the two of you. You pause when you open your closet door, taking out the pyjama shirt you usually slept in. You stole it from the lair, though you knew Leo had just let you take it from his room. You fold it up and stuff it into the tote bag, along with a necklace he had gifted you for your three-month anniversary.

You open the window, peeking outside to see if he’s still around. He wasn’t. You place the bag onto the small ledge, step back into your room and shut the window.

You were done.

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lonely-lost-soul · 1 year

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Dawn of a New Day

(Future Leo x reader)

<<Previous Part//Next Part>>

Chapter II: Double Trouble

Leo hadn’t slept that well in years, a nice warm bed with clean, fresh-smelling sheets he almost didn’t want to leave. But decades of being hyper-vigilant to noises of the Krang made him wake up just as the sun was beginning to peak through the blinds. Leo took a deep breath snuggling his face into the sheets, the bee plush pressed tight against his plastron. There was the soft clattering of what sounded like pots from next door, and the sound of the shower running above him both sounds caused him to stir even more awake. Eventually, he sat up allowing the sheets to fall around his body as his thoughts caught up to his muddled brain. Leo’s tongue felt dry and vaguely remembered you or Nana saying something about serving breakfast since he has no food and no money and can’t remember the streets of New York like he once did as a kid. He made his way over to the drawers noting fresh clothes that smelled faintly of rose and cedar, so unlike the stench of mud and blood that clung to him like glue in the apocalypse. He paused for a moment looking around the room before lifting up his arm and sniffing it, he made a face of disgust deciding instead to head to the bathroom first. His heart thrumming excitedly in his veins at the prospect of a warm shower, he made his way over to the shower sluggishly stretching his arm in the air and hearing it pop satisfyingly. He slipped off the pajama pants you had supplied him with and fumbled for a few moments with the shower, trying to figure out how to make the damn thing work. It seemed the first try was unsuccessful because water sprayed all over the top of his head. Leo let out a grunt and a string of curses jumping away from the spray of icy water that now trailed down his face and neck.

“Fucking son of a…” He grumbled rubbing the top of his shell slowly waiting for the water to warm, he didn’t step back in until the air in the bathroom was filled with steam. He moaned feeling the hot water on his skin, soothing his aching bones almost like magic. The decades worth of caked-up dust and grime slid down his body and down the drain in a dark brown swirl, the soap on his skin helped get off anything that was particularly stuck on his body. He felt like a new mutant, well as new as an amputee thrown into the past can be at least, he let the water drip from his body as he stepped out into the steam. A loud, albeit broken, churr came from his throat as he wrapped a towel around his waist he almost screamed when he opened the door to see you standing there with a pile of clothes in your hands. “Fancy seeing you here-” He sputtered blood rushing up into his cheeks as he not so casually leaned against the doorway with his good arm. Praying the towel did not fall from his hips, he was calm, cool, and collected. The face man, the flirt, the ladies man and man’s man that was Leo- oh god you were just staring at him with rosy cheeks say something, please-

“Ah sorry,” You let out a soft squeak pulling the clothes tightly to your chest, “Nana couldn’t remember if she filled the drawers and wanted me to deliver some clothes- I was gonna just leave them outside the door.”

“It’s alright pumpkin.” Leo laughed breathlessly, you were just as flustered as he was, “Hand ‘em over.” He held out his hand and you placed the clothing in his palm, your dainty hands brushing against his own. It was soft, softer than anything he’s felt in a while, what that man wouldn’t give to have that hand- N-KNEE-WAY-HEY. He smiled down at you softly and the towel unceremoniously fell down around his hips, not that anything had dropped for you to see but you made a choking sound and covered your eyes reflexively. “S-shit sorry!”

“It’s okay! I-”

“Breakfast is downstairs when you’re ready! Sososo sorry!” You sputtered shyly smashing your face once into the hardwood siding of the doorframe, he winced sucking in a breath through his teeth before watching you stumble out of the room. Not the best first impression this morning but also not the worst he’s ever had either,

“Shit Leo, snap out of it. She’s just an attractive young woman you’ve dealt with many of them before.” Leonardo looked down at the clothes in his hand, a cobalt blue flannel and a pair of what looked to be comfy grey sweatpants. He brought the shirt up to his nose briefly smelling the same laundry scent as before but ever so subtly mixed with the very distinct scent of you. He groaned inwardly and could practically feel Donnie leaning over his shoulder clicking his tongue in distaste,

“Really? Scoff has ladies' man Leon really lost his touch this much? This is what get’s you going old man? Vanilla smells and a nice pair of-”

“Alright enough.” He slapped his cheeks while shaking his head, ridding himself of the voice of his late brother before slipping on the casual clothes you had given him. They fit nicely and he briefly wondered how you knew his size since he was so much bigger compared to his younger self. He tied off one sleeve in a nice knot where his arm was nothing but a stub in order for it to not get in the way of any of his duties for the day. Leo took a few steps towards the door freezing momentarily to glance at his katanas, his tongue felt dry in his mouth as his fingers twitched hesitantly. Realistically, he knew he could leave them, what kind of danger would there be in a kitchen where yokai children and their parents ate…He strapped his swords to the back of his shell.

The complex was much more lively than he would’ve expected in the mornings, two kids ran past him almost tripping over one another.

“Iris! Aether! Be careful!” A sheep yokai called from next door, stress evident in her green eyes but even still she gave Leo a friendly wave. He let out a soft laugh at the children's antics before sending her a wave back, “Just moved in?”

“Er…Yeah. Leo.” He pointed to himself dumbly,

“Addie,” She smiled warmly and Leo swallowed thickly, his heart wanted to trust her but his head told him logically no one was trustworthy everyone, even nice sheep ladies, had an objective. “Sorry about the kids. They get excited in the mornings, especially ‘round breakfast, if they bother you don’t hesitate to let me know.” Leo noticed the lack of a ring on her finger but didn’t push the issue further,

“Nah. They’re fine, my brothers and I were much worse as kids. I’ll deal,” He winked over at her and she flushed a little the fur on her cheeks poofing rather cutely. “They’re cute though, yours?” Leo motioned for her to follow him down to breakfast, she smoothed out her long skirt, before following the turtle mutant.

“Yes,” She nodded and the lack of explanation did not go unnoticed, he briefly remember you or maybe Nana telling him that everyone here had their own story. He remembers Splinter telling him trust, for many people, needs to be earned and it’s something not so freely given. He hoped one day she’d be able to share his story with him and he’d share him in return. However, the thought of sharing his story still made his stomach churn unpleasantly “Iris is seventeen now and Aether is about to turn twelve in the fall.” The sheep hummed and Leo noticed how much her eyes softened, “You moved in last night? I remember Nana mentioning another guest?”

“Ah yeah.” Leo mused, “that’s me. Trying to get to know anyone who’ll let me know them,”

“You’re always welcome in my home. If you need anything just ask, I’m sure Aether would love to talk your ear off about your katanas. Little troublemaker.” Addie laughed and placed a soft hand on his arm, her skin was warm to the touch and Leo almost melted. Was every older woman here a certified mother figure? Or was it just the ones he’s talked to? “Oh, dear…” Addie tutted softly quickly making her way into the kitchen, “Darling please they know how to get their own food at this point.”

“It’s okay Adelaide.” He heard your laugh, he flushed hearing it walking into the kitchen quietly to go unnoticed momentarily. You were surrounded by kids of all ages pawing at your pants eager to get at the breakfast you were keeping from them. “It’s not a problem, I love to cook for you all you know that.” Leo watched as Addie let out a huff in response,

“You may love to cook but you work too hard for us. At least let me help,”

“Okay, okay,” You relented handing the plate of muffins into Addie’s hands who seemed to corral the kids with the grace that only a mother had. His heart ached momentarily thinking about Cass and Casey, hoping that they were able to reconnect in this timeline.

“Hey space cadet,” He blinked seeing you peering up at him with a cheeky smile, “special breakfast for you in the back. C’mon.” You motioned for him to follow,

“You didn’t have to…”

“I wanted to. When’s the last time you’ve had a proper breakfast.”

Leo was silent, clicking his tongue reluctantly giving into your look, “A while.”

“Thought so. Hope you like breakfast pizza.”

BAM! CUE THE HEARTS! CUE THE ARROW! SHOT THROUGH THE HEART! SWOON!

“Love it-” His voice cracked embarrassingly, “You made it?”

“Hmhm. I mean Nana had the dough and I improvised everything else. Oh wow,” He heard you laugh no doubt at how fast he was digging into the food as soon as it was in his line of sight. Okay. Now he could die happy. This was the best pizza he’s ever tasted, he was only somewhat aware of the cheese dripping out of his mouth. If this was a death-induced dream he didn’t want to wake up, he made a sound eyes blowing wide seeing you sitting on the table next to him a napkin in your hand. He put the pizza down, swallowing what was in his mouth before taking the napkin from you and brushing his fingers against your own. A zap of electricity was sent along his fingers through his body and down his spine, his pupils grew three sizes as you stared at him with a shy smile. “Good?”

“Hmhm-”

Nice one Leo. Real smooth.

He watched you open your mouth to say something else when a loud shriek was heard from the other room. Both of you stood up tensely, Leo’s hand was on his katana and unsheathed it in one swift motion, eyes pure white. His body was in front of yours in an instant as the door burst open,

“(Y/n)! Dearest Darling! Nana told me you’d be in here!- ough boy-”

Leo blinked, in front of him was his teenage self acting all prideful and cocky, desperate for your attention like the teenager he was. Living life like he’s never done a thing wrong, this life was the one his future self wished for so desperately as he stared down death in the apocalypse. Was this Leo even grateful for the life he was living now? Or does he waste it even still? His jaw clenched as the boy’s body went completely slack holding up a hand and open-mouthed staring,

“You’re me!”

“Eloquently said,” Leo grumbled and he watched you look back and forth between the two of them, “Er. Mind getting the door Pumpkin,”

“Pumpkin-” Younger him sputtered entire face a deep scarlet as he watched you walk past nervously twiddling with your hands. “Wait hold on!” His younger self grabbed your shoulders and turned you to face him, “When did THIS,” He motioned to his older self, “HAPPEN!”

“Um, last night?”

“And you didn’t call?” Leonardo groaned slumping against your body with dramatic flare, “this is life-changing stuff!”

“He needed to get settled ‘Nardo! Nana said-”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, Nana’s always right.” You shot his younger self a look that was scalding and he wilted, Leo would also wilt if that glare was directed at him. “What’re you smirking at!” His younger self shouted at him,

“Just watching you fumble your way around talking to her.”

“Why you-”

“Boys.” You scolded, “Get along. Leo, you said Casey was coming with you today right?”

Leo’s heart jumped in his chest, “like Casey Junior or Cassandra?”

You gave him a heart-melting smile, voice, and tone, “Casey. We called him last night.”

Angel. You were a pure angel.

“Is that why he was sobbing so loud on the phone? We couldn’t get the kid to stop.”

Devil. His younger self was Satan reincarnated. Was he really this annoying?

“Leo…” You trailed off softly huffing at the kid, “you just ditched him?”

“I figured he needed time!” He argued eyes darting to his older self only to see his fingers twitch at his side, “I made him mad…” Leo stage whispered in your direction,

“No shit.” You snapped slapping the back of Leo’s head, “Um Leo?” You tried glancing over at the future him. “Can I call-”

“Leon. I’ll go by Leon.” He smiled gently at you, “So it’s less confusing.” You looked relieved,

“Leon alright, let’s not kill one another here okay?” You walked over to Leon and placed a hand on his bicep gently, “I don’t even wanna know what that’ll do to the timeline or whatever’s left of it.”

“Don’t worry I can handle myself.” Leon hummed softly, and Leo sent him a glare,

“Well so can I!” He argued grabbing your arm from the other side, “I bet I can handle myself way more than his idiota.”

“Seu espanhol parece uma merda, filho da puta.” Leon smirked sticking out his tongue, “fique na sua faixa garoto .” Leon could tell you were barely following if at all and Leo gasped in horror red rushing into his cheeks, not from embarrassment but from anger.

“I’m not a kid!”

“You are actually, hold old are you seventeen?”

“Nineteen actually!” Leo snapped back voice breaking, eyes shifting over to you, oh hell no. Considering he felt way too old to date you Leo was way too young and WAY too immature he would know, “N-not that it matters.” From behind them, the door slammed open once more, and standing in the doorway was a heavy-breathing, bleary-eyed Casey Junior and Leon let go of your arm. He stumbled forward a few steps vaguely aware that you and Leo were mumbling behind him, his arm reached open a crooked smile spreading across his face.

“Hey, kid.” He choked wetly,

“Sensei!” Casey hollered running into Leon’s arms, throwing his hands around his neck, and began sobbing loudly. Leo squeezed him tight with his good arm, he looked older hair was a little longer but less choppy. Casey had clearly grown a few inches and the clothes he was in were fresh and unsoiled by the apocalypse, “I did it. I stopped it, I stopped everything.”

“I know. And I’m so proud of you Casey.”

Another choked sob spilled from Casey’s throat, “how are you here?” He hiccuped against his chest,

“I don’t know. I think Mikey played a part in it, I don’t fucking know but I’m happy to be here.” Leo soothed Casey softly his fingers bunching up his shirt, “You being fed? Do you have a proper shelter? Are you being protected okay?”

He laughed pulling away while rubbing his eyes, “I don’t need to be protected Sensei, I’m not a kid anymore. But yes, I have a family and a home, not just with you and your brothers but April’s family took me in.”

“Thank fucking god.”

“Hey!” Leo shouted, “what’s that supposed to mean!”

“It means when I was your age I could barely keep a plant alive let alone a kid.”

“Oh shut up old man!”

“Make me, squirt.”

“Oh- hoho- is that a challenge I smell?” Leo pulled out his katanas imbuing them with mystic energy, “With one hand you really think you could beat the ninja master Leonardo?”

“Easily.” Leon spun the katana around in his hand with a hum sending a wink your way, which caused you to flush. Leo didn’t seem to like that very much and called your name to regain your attention,

“Watch me kick his old man's ass.”

“Are you really going to let them duke it out in the dining hall?” Casey murmured rubbing his eyes and standing beside you,

“You know how they get. Once Leo sets his mind to something nothing’s going to be able to change his mind.” You responded handing Casey a tissue which he took gratefully,

“Leon!”

“Hm?”

“Try not to break anything!”

“Whatever you say Pumpkin!”

“Stop calling her that!” The two ninjas' katana clashed together, sparks of blue lightning bouncing in every direction Leon had a rather feral look in his eyes and a grin that split across his face.

“Why?” Leon’s voice was low and teasing, “jealous?” Leo let out a frustrated growl before stepping back a few paces and lunging at his future self. Leon dropped low into a split causing Leo to make a distressed sound stumbling into the rough landing. He made quick work of sweeping his feet and knocking Leo flat on his ass before he could fully regain his balance. Your jaw dropped and Casey let out a loud cheer,

“Who’s side are you on Case!” Leo groaned standing back up onto his feet,

“Whoever’s winning.”

“What the fu-OUGH.” Leo groaned attempting to stand as his body was then kicked into the nearby wall, his future self flipped and effectively pinned Leo to the wall. He leaned close much to Leo’s utter dismay,

“I know you think you know everything, or that you’re the hero because you did what I couldn’t but you’re wrong.” Leon spoke lowly katana just barely pressing Leo’s pulse point, Leo audibly swallowed pupils shrinking, “She’s way too old for you and too good for either of us, so stop trying.”

“You just want her for yourself!”

“Maybe partly, like you said we never say no to a challenge.”

“You bastard.”

“Now what does all this say about you hm?”

“That I have a thing for older women so what?” He shot back trying to keep his voice down cheeks blood red. “I mean have we seen who we’re talking about here?”

“I have and you need to keep it in your pants lest you fuck up big time amigo.” Leon stepped away and sheathed his katana back in its place with a hum, “I win.” Both Casey and you began to clap for him and Leon did a deep bow waving his hand as if to ask for more praise from the two of you.

“Nice job Sensei!” Casey hummed pleasantly and Leon sent him a thumbs up,

“Your old man has still got it, Casey.” Leon then drew his eyes up to you with a grin, he wiggled his nonexistent eyebrows suggestively.

“Congradulations you did amazing! Leo, you did well too, let's get the both of you some ice.” You cooed softly clapping your hands together “We don’t want the others to see your poor attempts at getting along?”

“Others?” Leon murmured following behind you like a lost puppy, Leo burgundy followed behind you and Casey.

“Your brothers will be arriving for dinner. They usually do and the children love to see the heroes of New York.” You explained passing the kitchen where Alastor was sitting at the table with an older purple-clad Fox Yokai. Leon only briefly glanced at the pair and noticed his past self sneer at the duo and Leon couldn’t help but wonder what the situation was there. “But Nana and I arrange a private meeting with them under the guise of business, so you can talk with them privately.” Leon paused mid-step causing Casey to slam into his back,

“They’re coming? Tonight?”

“Is that…should I not have?” You turned to stop, hand nervously fiddling with the bottom of your shirt.

“Ah, no Pumpkin none of that.” His heart skipped a beat seeing your nervous reaction, a part of him wondering if Leo’s past feelings were influencing his present feelings at all. He took your hands within his own, it was big enough after all, “I just…it is unexpectedly soon.”

“We can call it off,” You offered, “wait a little longer.”

Leon paused for a moment chewing his bottom lip thoughtfully, on one hand, it was probably good to rip the bandaid off and see them. But on the other…he was scared, scared to see his brothers again and for them to see him so weak. He knew they weren’t his brothers, they’d died long ago but even still seeing them had his stomach churning nervously, “No. They can come.” He gently squeezed your hands, “Will you stay?” He whispered softly so that Casey and his past self couldn’t hear. “Please?”

“Of course, I can.” You smiled tenderly at him, “If you want me there then I’ll be by your side through the entire thing.” The sense of comfort he felt just from hearing your words astounded him, he knew he fell for people hard and fast. Even before the invasion, he’s had his fair share of flings his twin knew about them in great depth. However, this was an entirely new level he finds himself unequivocally drawn to you and your tenderness, maybe because you were the first to show him these traits after decades of detachment and emotional unavailability. Yet, he couldn’t put it all on the latter because here you are looking at him so softly his heart threatening to beat out of his chest, he was going to taint you. He was going to swallow your light and get you killed just like he has his brothers and humanity before this, he pulled away shakily offering up a shaky smile.

“Thanks, Pumpkin.”

He wouldn’t allow himself to ruin you, no matter how much he wanted to be with you. But watching your eyes light up and a smile spread across your lips caused his will to falter, watching your hair bounce as you tilted your head to the side rather cutely.

But a little flirting never hurt anyone…right?

He grunted as Leo slipped in between the both of you, forcing him to drop your hands, Leo’s arm wrapped around your shoulder.

Okay, if he couldn’t have you past him CERTAINLY couldn’t have you.

“Princesa you do too much around here already, it’s not your job to play therapist for an old man.”

“Old?” You snorted and both Leo’s visibly melted at the sound, “Leo do I need to remind you of my own age? I’m gonna be geriatric soon!”

“No way!” Both Leonardo’s argued,

“You don’t look a day over twenty!” Leo pushed and Leon nodded in agreement,

“You’re beautiful,” He watched your entire face light up in the cutest shade of pink, “truly.”

“Guys you’re gonna give me a heart attack.” You whined out burying your face in your hands and both boys could see the steam coming out of your ears, “I get it good lord-”

“Miss (Y/n)!” Alastor clung to your legs seemingly appearing out of nowhere, “Sloan and I wanna see if you can come to the reading circle with your friends!”

“Ugh. No way, nada.” Leo scoffed, “Sloan can go suckkkkkkkkk- er.” His eyes flicked down to the little kid clinging to your legs and your fiery glare that he found a little too attractive. “Ya know nothing would make the four of us happier than joining you all for circle time with the other kiddos.”

“Yes!” Alastor cheered grabbing onto Leo’s hands with his little paws, Leo sighed softly as he began dragging him towards his Yokai brother. Leon looked at you and your fond smile,

“So…is that my jealous ex or?” You snorted elbowing Leon in his plastron, he chuckled deeply at your antics,

“Nah. It’s Donnie’s current boyfriend actually-”

“Donatello’s GAY?” You burst into hysterical clutching your chest and doubling over, Leon looked around frantically heat flooding up into his cheeks, “We didn’t really discuss it in the apocalypse!”

“Leo’s just being protective. Sloan was rescued from one of Big Mama’s fighting rings. You’ve never been the most trusting, especially to newcomers. We were able to save his kid brother too,” You explained, “Donnie fell very hard and fast especially after seeing how sharp his teeth were and-”

“Okay! Too much information!” Leon made a disgusted face, “I haven’t even met him and I already know too much about this timelines Donatello and his…escapades…”

You could only laugh before speaking once more, “Come. I think you’ll like circle time,” You cooed softly brushing your fingers against the tops of his hand, “The kids are gonna love having another big strong man to cling to.” “Oh?” Leon purred sweetly, “you think I’m big and strong?”

“Oh shut up.” You waved him off feeling his arm slide securely around your waist, “Leo.” You spoke in a warning tone, but he noticed how you subtly shifted closer to him.

“Eu poderia apenas comere você, abóbora.” He cooed into her ear, wishing so desperately he had his other arm to wrap her up in his embrace. Leo felt you shiver in his grasp cheeks turning red, he wasn’t doing a very good job of not falling for her, but how can he not play with fate a little when she was looking at him like that? “Me elogiando tão docemente. Você não tem ideia do que estou dizendo, mas você está se desfazendo. Que fofo.”

“Hey! Are you guys coming or not?” Casey snorted from the doorway leading to the reading area, Leo caught the look in his eye and shot him a dirty one in return. You pulled away smoothing out your clothes before passing by Casey through the doorway, Leon followed soon after and stopped to look down at the boy. “Sensei?~” He teased a smile spreading across his lips,

“Don’t start.”

“But-”

“No.”

“I mean I’d tap that-”

“Casey Junior.” Leonardo sputtered in shock, “There are kids around! She could hear you!”

“You worry too much,” Casey said gently, “I know it’s hard for you but try to relax at least a little bit before the guys get here.” He ran a hand through his hair motioning for Leo to sit down beside him on a rainbow-shaped rug. The kids had cleared a space for them, the yokais looking at him with awe and delight. He wilted shyly as some began to crawl into his lap and snuggle up against his body, he frantically searched for you only to see you sitting in a rocking chair Alastor on your lap with a book in hand ready to read aloud to the group. He relaxed almost instantaneously after he found your eyes and continued to let the children climb on top of him. Looking around once more he saw Leonardo talking softly to…Donnie’s boyfriend…about something, eyes would drift over to his location every so often. Leon offered a hand wave in greeting, the fox paused a moment seemingly in surprise before raising his own hand in a hello smiling shyly. Ah, it seems the fennec fox wasn’t so big and scary after all which is unusual for Donatello’s type. Then again he also didn’t clock Donnie as gay, how very, as the kids say, unslay that he wasn’t able to recognize one of his own. Leonardo huffed a little pushing the fox's hand down and stuck his tongue out at his future self, Leon could only roll his eyes at his past self's dramatics.

He really felt sorry for his brothers having to constantly deal with him.

Shit. He was meeting his brother again for the first time tonight. Shit, he was so not ready for this.

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