#Leonardo angst

[devotedtosadpoetry]

WE FINALLY HAVE A COVER FOR THE @tmntaucompetition PEOPLE 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

look at it LOOK AT IT MY WIFE MADE THAT MY WIFE MADE THAAAAT thank you again beloved @turtleinsoup you capture emotion so well you talented beauty hnngggggggggg

[sad-leon]

i dont have a clever caption for this one

[circusinarun]

What could he do? Should have been a rock star.

But he didn't have the money for a guitar~

What could he do? Should have been a politician.

But he never had a proper education~

What could he do? Should have been a father.

But he never even made it to his twenties (thirties) What a waste...

(oopsie, angst :])

[tmnt-th1ngs]

crys violently

[allthenicknamesweretaken]

Hey guys I come to you with a little Rise movie theory

When I first watched the movie I had a thought that what if Leo died in the prison dimention and Mikey actually opened the portal to the past by like a minute. Since when opening the portal he was probably intending to reach an alive Leo.

It's probably not what was intended but I think it's a fun hypothetical to have

[mehriigss]

Rottmnt weird drabble/one shot because I have anxiety so Leo has anxiety too.

Based on a headcanon you can find here.

Leo was at the verge of a panic attack. No, he was going into a full anxiety spiral. The best part? He was currently having a family dinner.

Everyone was having fun. Raph was stuffing his face with Mikey's meatballs, April was trying to prevent him from choking, his twin was recording everything with his phone, his father was scolding him for using his phone during a family event, Mikey was still cooking in April's kitchen and Draxum and himself were having a smooth conversation about biology. About literal photosynthesis to be precise. He might hate him but he has to admit Draxum really knew how to get him to talk.

There were oh so many details in every single thing his family was doing right now, but he's brain chose to focus on himself. How selfish.

Draxum was rambling about his favourite photosystem when it hit him. The increased heart rate, the tunnel vision, the distorted hearing, the nausea, the damn choking sensation and that fucking piercing pain in his chest that just won't go away for the rest of the week.

Why did his anxiety have to be such an opportunistis?

He stared at Draxum like he was trying to read his soul out loud. Leo could hear him but he wasn't listening. No words seem to get into his brain but the usual 'you're nothing but your brothers', 'too little too late for redemption', 'you'll never change', 'under that mask is a scared little boy'.

Did Draxum just make him a question? He could tell by Draxum's body language.

"So?" Said Draxum to the turtle that barely registrated anything but the strong static in his ears.

Masking this kind of things was easy for him. He just had to ignore and endure it in equal proportions and play face man. He could do it, he was the face man! The actor! The lier among them! Misleading was his specialty.

He would just put on another layer of paint to his mask and flee forward.

"I'm not sure." Leo said a bit too low but steadily nonetheless.

"Well, if you are not sure, I could suggest a few scientific articles". Draxum replayed, apparently content enough with the poor answer.

Draxum was suddenly silent, already used to Leon's seemingly infinite energy for conversation, waiting for him to say something.

So he said the first thing he could muster, the quickest he could: "I-I'd love to read t-them".

That was clearly not a good plan.

It had begun. The stuttering, because his poor mouth couldn't keep up with his anxious brain. He hated that. He's good hiding his panic in plain sight but his stupid stuttering is something he can't control or cover! He could only go mute and hope he's not asked many questions because of it.

But going mute would be extremely suspicious when he's literally in the middle of a conversation!

"Ok...?"

Ok, Draxum was a bit confused, he could work with that. That is fixable. As long as he can keep a low profile he's good.

But his breathing was getting more and more erratic and being and acuatic turtle didn't actually help keep the need to just breath at bay.

Could he fix this?

'Of course not, you're useless!'

'You're eyes are watering, you big crybaby!'

'Just flee. They're not gonna miss you anyway '

'They're better off without you'

He took a big, deep, audible, shaky breath and surrendered.

"Are you ok, bro?" Mikey, bless his soul, had just entered to room and immediately noticed his struggle, taking over the conversation. "Barry, mind if I steal my brother from you for a sec?"

Mikey did not wait for an official answer, he grabbed Leo by the wrist and forced him out of the room. That, in all honesty, scared the holy shit out of Leonardo. And everybody else.

He felt a little naked now that he wasn't around his whole family, but at least the living room smelled like April. It was a nice smell to focus his mind on.

"Leo... It might not be anything serious- and I hope it isn't! -but..."

"I-I'm hav-ing a p-panic a-attack".

Another shaky breath was all it took for Leo to become a hyperventilating and sobbing mess.

That image just fits too well 😙

[definitelynotsoup]

thinking about the leonardo trope where he cannot function without his brothers. he is easily capable of doing so, he’s the leader, he’s a great fighter. so what’s the problem? leonardo feels incomplete without them.

tales of the tmnt leo being separated from his brothers and not feeling adequate enough on his own 🙏🙏🙏

rottmnt leo who is the most confident and cocky iteration of himself brought to his knees because he is nothing without his brothers 🙏🙏🙏

basically what i’m saying is i love this leo trope it’s so devastating and i want more of it

[elliexillustrates]

Kinda hates this :/ but it’s Leo <3

[crackedpumpkin]

a/n: Sooooo i procrastinated and wrote a lil sumn-sumn. remember to drink ur water guys!!

Rise! Leonardo Hamato x Villain! Reader

"Turn around, villain!" Leo laughs victoriously, wanting nothing more than to get this over with and return home to boast about his latest accomplishment to you.

You flinch. Your mask lay at the doorway, having been knocked off your face during the fight.

You couldn't turn around. You couldn't reveal your identity, after trying so desperately to hide it from him.

But you had no choice. Outnumbered and weaponless, surrendering is your only option.

So you slowly turn, hoping to at least buy time to think of a distraction.

However, as soon as the moonlight shines on the distinctive mole near your lip, everything comes crashing down.

Mikey's loud gasp echoes throughout the museum, pure shock on his face when he realizes who you are.

"Y/n??"

"What're you talking about Mike? She's back at the lair, watching Lou Jitsu with Splinter." Leo chuckles, slinging his sword behind his back in a nonchalent pose.

Oh God.

You gulp at the statement, finally turning around fully. Your cheeks burn, your gaze locked with his.

You watch as surprise flickers over his face, his brows furrowing in confusion, then disbelief until realisation settles in. Despair fills his soul, working its way down to the depths of his heart that was slowly beginning to sink.

"No," He breathes out, each word laced with the pain of heartbreak he had grown ever-so-familiar with. "Say you're lying, right now. Say you're at home in the lair. That you aren't who I've- We've, been fighting against for so long. Say that you're not her."

Your silence is all it takes for him to feel his heart shatter into pieces in his chest.

"Say it."

His voice trembles, tears brimming in his eyes against his own will. He raises his sword, pointing at you with an emotion he's never felt towards you before - anger.

You want to say yes, that it's not you. That you're back home, waiting for his return and showering him with kisses as soon as he gets home to you. You want to, but you can't.

Instead, you shake your head.

[harveylikestoart]

in dark waters once again

[someloserinajaywig]

rise! leo (post movie) and a Pearl by mitski. that’s all

[devotedtosadpoetry]

Mikey says hi

-void brothers

*dang your style is sick*

*yay the creepy characters are coming around at the @tmntaucompetition *

*can’t draw so we using this lovely photo i found*

Leo:

stockholm leo also says hi

[honestlyobsessed]

So...I watched a movie...

(tw blood)

I am truly sorry.

[mytheoristavenue]

I LOVE LOVE LOVE your work 🙌🏻

I was wondering if you'd please do a second part to Unconventional with 2k12 Leo, sorting out his real feelings and maybe confessions to the reader, resulting in fluff?

Or whatever you choose to do. Because honestly, you're absolutely brilliant 🤩

No pressure, though. If you aren't feeling it, I totally understand 😘💜

Thank you! 💕

Anything for you!

TMNT 2012 Leonardo x Reader - Unconventional pt. 2

Summary: Leo struggles coming to terms with his feelings for you.

Warnings: A lot of angst! Kinda sad too.

It seemed like everywhere Leo looked, you we there. Whether it be a picture of young hanging on the refrigerator, his brothers talking about you, or you physically being in his presence, you were becoming a prison he couldn't escape from. He found himself constantly needing to vent to others about you, during which, he'd always clarify that he didn't hate you, per say, just didn't approve of your methods. At the end of the day, though, 'dislike' was not a strong enough word to describe his feelings.

He'd collected many long hours meditating, trying to clear the clouds from his mind, trying to plunge himself into his training, anything that could distract him long enough to have a single thought that didn't pertain to you. Maybe you'd simply vexed him one too many times, and now he would just always harbor some sort of residual annoyance for you. Occasionally, he could convince himself that this was the case, that something would happen, or you'd do something that he appreciated and he could begin to feel normal again. The more and more Leo tried to rationalize his intense feelings towards you, the more confused he became.

Splinter had at one time told him that love and hate were one in the same, just two sides of the same coin, but the turtle never found comfort in his. To him, that just made it more complicated. If he did hate you, does that mean to some extent, he loved you too? And was there a difference between loving and being in love? How could he separate a verb and a noun when they were spelt the same?

Leo grumbled, chasing his thoughts away as he exited the dojo and entered the kitchen before halting suddenly. His brows furrowed as he recalled an incident a few nights ago, where he'd said awful things to you in this very spot. You hadn't spoken to him since. Shaking his head in frustration, he pushed pasted the haunting, grabbing a drink from the fridge.

It was at this point he noticed you, sitting lonely on the couch, looking uncomfortable and out of place. "What're you doing here?" he interrogated. "You can't just walk into our house, ya know. You have to be invited."

"Fuck off, Leo." you spat coldly, not even giving him enough time of day to spare him a glance. His eyes stayed blown, mouth hanging ajar at your comment.

"Don't talk to me like that." he barked back, coming around the island to approach you. "Like it or not, I am still your leader."

"No your not." Your lip trembled as you spoke. "I quit the team."

His bandaged fists balled in anger at your insubordination. "Yeah, we'll see what Master Splinter has to say about that." he growled, spinning on his heels to tattle.

"He already knows." He stopped in his tracks, freezing for a moment before returning to you.

"So he just let you quit?"

"I'm leaving, Leo."

The room fell entirely silent, and not even the blabber from the outdated cartoon that played on the T.V. reached his ears. To an extent, he knew there was still sound around him, but his shock wouldn't let it seep in. "What?"

"My dad got a new job in North Carolina. I came to say goodbye. Hopefully, you'll forgive me from coming in unannounced." You explained, only looking at him through the corner of your eye, before rolling them and shaking your head in anger.

No, no, this wasn't how he wanted this to go. He still didn't understand his feelings for you, you couldn't just up and leave him before he had the chance to understand. How could you be so selfish? The next minutes played on in front of Leo as if it were a movie he were watching, and he had no control or right to interfere. He watched his brothers, as well as his father, Casey, and April, all come out from every nook and cranny to hear your story, and then envelope you in comfort.

He sat as a bystander, witnessing oodles of teary, woeful goodbyes, given and received by everyone in his world but him himself. He became unaware of how fast time was passing, or how long he had to explain himself to you, that is, until he realized that you were staring directly into his eyes. Checking your watch, you sighed, breaking away from a warm group hug and slinking over to him, holding out a hand form him to shake.

"Goodbye, Leo." you muttered, trying to hide your tear stained cheeks. He gazed at you blankly, ocean blue eyes darting between your sorrowful face and your needy hand. You sighed finally, deciding that this endeavor was a lost cause. If you'd had something to say, you might as well say it, you'll never see him again. "I've always hoped that one day I'd do something good enough to have you be proud of me. Maybe it's because I loved you, and thought that I could somehow force you to love me back through hard work."

Leo felt like a prisoner trapped outside of his body. He desperately begged to take you into his arms, to kiss you, to tell you how proud of you he truly was. He finally understood what his odd feeling was and how to act on it, but his limbs refused to budge. "I think I've out grown that though." you sighed, finally turning away from him for the last time, taking his lack of action as encouragement to leave.

"I've couldn't have ever asked for a better family, thank you all so much for everything you've given me." you sobbed to the rest of the room. Donnie was the first to wrap you up, and Mikey immediately after, both blubbering loudly and proclaiming how much they'll miss you. Next was April, who broke down against you, squeezing your neck, followed by Raph and Casey, simultaneously, both wrapping their arms around whoever they could, but intending all their affections to be received by you. Lastly, Splinter joined, enveloping his children in a secure net, his tail finding it's way to your ankle, snaking around it, as if you anchor you to your real home.

Still, Leo simply watched, numb and frozen, watching his chance to hug you one last night come and go as your friends broke apart from you. Finally, after what felt like eons, he watched you walk out of the lair for the very last time, his heart sunken so low, it may have well been in his foot. He endured the judgmental stares and comments of his family as they all scattered back to where ever they'd come from.

Now it was just him again, as it had been in the beginning, staring at an empty living room, words still left unsaid, and feelings left unshared, unfelt, and unexplored. Maybe this was love, he thought. Maybe loving someone meant loss, and maybe he was always meant to feel this. Maybe he was never supposed to clue you in on how he felt. Maybe it wouldn't have made a difference, considering outside forces pulled you away in the end.

He knew this was a lie, but it was the only comfort he had in his long journey of grief.

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[imonsterkive]

Brainstorming with Ames:

Raph and Donnie died fighting the Kraang, being the strongest physically and Dee being a mixture of both; Leo's the least skillful in Ninpō while Mikey is the most agile. Only for his power to be his ultimate demise.

Imagine being the surviving sibling knowing you're the 'weakest' in your family.

Hmmmmm....

[glucosegaurdian]

I hated how the video turned out so here.

BWAHahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

“FUCK YOU.”