#Ashely and Luis are friends

[thegreenwallrabbit-blog]

So non-cannon head cannon for a fic I have is this, anyone wants to use any of this in a story feel free.

1. Luis does not get killed by Saddler or Krauser, instead gets tortured, whipped and branded on his back with the  Los Iluminados cult symbol by Saddler for trying to escape the cult for “going agist his blood, and forgetting his family” ins Saddler eyes and for refusing to give information on Leon’s and Ashely’s location or giving Leons number as they broke Luis’ phone before realizing they could have sent the video of his torturer to us him as bait. 

2. Leon and Ashely find the video of this torture and branding along with the key to Luis’s lab he was brining them to help them with their parasites on Krauser’s body. They end up finding Luis locked in his lab where he was unconscious and shirtless laying on the floor were he’d passed out from being whipped, beaten and branding and they patch him up. 

3. Luis Serra’s father was Saddlers Brother and while not married to Luis mother refused to disclose to his brother who the mother and his child was, as he was opposed to the cult and was ultimately killed by Saddler before Luis was born. But Luis mother managed to tell her father(Luis grandfather) of her child’s father and why despite both of them being strong Catholics they decided despite it being a sin to having the child be born out of wed loc it was  for their son’s own safety that no one know who his father was. Apparently the Saddler males have some genetic resistance to the Las Plagas parasitic effects which is how Saddler became the cult leader and how Luis had enough control to get his own parasite removed. As Saddler has no Children but wants to have his families blood continue he wanted Luis to join the cult but after he disappeared when his maternal grandfather was killed it took a while to track him down. When they did they kidnapped him rather then recruited him because I can’t see him being that trusting of companies after he left Umbrella once he found out what they did and it explain why he disliked what they did so much.

4. Luis ends up escaping with Leon and Ashely and gets a pardon and US visa once its revealed that all of his work for  Los Iluminados  was done as a prisoner under torture and duress, that he helped remove the parasite from Leon and Ashley  and he is very willing to join the BSAA, ROS or some other anti-bio terreor organization as a R and D scientist to hunt done Umbrella,  Los Iluminados  and others who use B.O.W’s . Ashely was very vocal and instrumental in helping get him pardoned as in her words “he saved both me and Leon from being mind controlled puppets” . 

[gentiliana]

ruler of my heart♡ part 1

matthias czernin x fem! reader

word count: 1.2k ; angst, suggestive at the end

Heavy breaths filled the quiet, dusty attic of Mr. and Miss Czernin’s mansion. The air felt thick with neglect, the floorboards creaking under the weight of time. Matthias, their older son, crouched next to a box, his hands trembling as he gripped an axe. Sweat clung to his brow, his entire body exhausted, but his mind was sharper than ever. He couldn’t stop now.

Inside the box, in pieces as though violently torn apart, lay a puppet—dismembered and “lifeless”. It looked like a younger version of Matthias: same dark hair, same tattered clothes, but the expression… it was wrong. The puppet’s face twisted into a mischievous grin, its eyes wide with a gleam that felt almost sinister. It was nothing like Matthias’s emotionless gaze, a contrast that sent a cold shiver down his spine.

He hoped —desperately— that this time, it would work.

Each time he destroyed the doll, which his parents had named Louis, it would come back—always perfect, always intact. The puppet, a thing they cared for more than they ever did him, never seemed to stay away from the man.

Matthias had tried everything.

He burned it. It came back.

He scattered its ashes across different places. It came back.

He threw it into the river, watching it sink into the depths. And somehow, impossibly, it came back.

His frustration had reached its peak. The puppet had become an endless cycle of torment, a twisted reminder of his parents’ bizarre affection and the curse it had become. The thing had ruined his life in ways words couldn’t explain. And now… now, he was standing here, hoping the axe in his hands could break the cycle.

As he rose to his feet, the sudden, jarring sound of the front door slamming shut echoed through the mansion. Matthias froze, his heart skipping a beat. He had completely forgotten to close it when he found Luis outside earlier.

“Matthias? Are you there…?”

The voice calling out his name was gentle, angelic almost, breaking through the silence of the house like a warm touch. In any other moment, it might’ve made him flinch and shiver. But not this time.

The voice belonged to his childhood friend—his only friend—the one person in the world who hadn’t abandoned him in the wake of his misery. Her presence, her voice, brought with it a strange sense of peace, cutting through the suffocating weight of everything else that had happened.

“…I’m here!” he replied, his voice just loud enough for the woman to hear.

She tossed her coat and characteristic hat onto the sofa before walking toward the fireplace to warm up. The cold air seemed to linger in the house, seeping into everything, and she needed a moment to adjust.

“Idiot, you forgot to close the door! And why are you even up there?” she asked, her voice tinged with frustration. “You never go to the attic alone… you know the door could close at any time and lock you in!”

Crossing her arms, she started walking toward the attic door. She knew Matthias well. He had always avoided the attic alone because of the broken door that could close unexpectedly. But there was more to it than that. The attic wasn’t just a forgotten storage space—it was where he had built Louis, a decision that haunted him more with each passing day. He never could have predicted how much regret would follow that fateful action.

However, there was no time to hide the truth.

As Y/n’s footsteps echoed closer, Matthias froze, his grip tightening on the axe in his hands. His eyes were wide, panicked—he had been too slow. The box containing Louis lay open on the floor in front of him, its contents spilling out, the horrifying reality of what he had been doing exposed.

Y/n paused at the top of the stairs, her heart skipping a beat as she took in the scene before her. Matthias, standing frozen in place, the axe still clenched in his hand, and the box—With one of Louis’ wooden arm out, as if he was waving at her— revealing what she already feared.

“Matthias…” her voice barely audible, fear replacing her usual bubbly tone. her eyes scattered around the place, falling multiple times on the box and Matthias’ hand that held the weapon so tightly.

“…why?”

The man, too ashamed to answer such an easy question, lowered his gaze, too scared that she would think badly of him, that maybe she would’ve changed her whole vision of him for a thing that he had all the rights to do.

“I’m destroying what ruined my life.”

“…Ruined? Matthias, he’s the only thing that’s helped you earn enough money to survive. Do you realize that without him, you’d be living on the streets by now?”

The woman climbed the last few steps of the staircase, her voice sharp as she stood before Matthias. Despite his imposing figure and the fact that he was armed, she wasn’t afraid to confront him.

“And did you realize that he’s the reason my life is miserable?” The man’s normally calm voice rose with anger, emotions getting the best of him as they always did when Louis was the topic of conversation. He hated him—truly, he did. Matthias couldn’t care less that the public would pay exorbitant sums to see a puppet perform, money that helped him living without worrying about expenses. It wasn’t the money that gnawed at him; it was the fact that everyone adored Louis, they liked him better. To his parents, Louis wasn’t just the perfect puppet—he was the perfect son, the perfect way to make money, the perfect ticket to fame.

“What’s the problem with that? If he’s gone, I’ll be happy—”

“If he’s gone, people will stop liking you!”Y/n’s voice was sharper now, a quiet fury lacing every syllable. But she spoke before her mind could process her words. A terrible mistake that was going to cost her the only real friend she ever had, and he was now looking at her with disgust.

“Go away,” he snapped.

“No… That’s not what I meant. Please, let me explain.” She took an hesitant step forward, but all she really wanted to do was going back that staircase and run away from the scene, embarrassment and regret eating her alive.

“I said, go away.” His back was now facing her, but his words slapped her face really hard.

She took other silent and hesitant steps towards him and when she was near enough, she made him turn around. Looking at him like this seemed like looking at a sad lonely animal on the side of the street, both anger and sadness visible in his only good eye.

Her left hand slowly moved on my body, from his arm to his cheek, the sudden action making him drop the axe with a loud thud. Finally looking up to the woman.

But, too ashamed to actually admit it, admiring his friend’s angelic features wasn’t enough for the man. He needed- no, he yearned to touch her. Not in the same friendly way they had since they were kids, and calling her a friend now didn’t feel right to him. He yearned so much to touch her that even the slightest brush of her skin drove him wild, and now, with her delicate hand on his face, worn from his crimes, he felt himself burning with desire.

An angel like her couldn’t stain herself with a sin as great as touching a filthy murderer like him.

part 2 coming soon…

[eddy25960]

"The love relationship of Salvador Dali and Garcia Lorca / 1920/30s.

The Catalan surrealist artist Salvador Dalí (1904-1989), known for portraying dreams and fantasies on his canvases, in addition to keeping his exotic extremely thin and pointed mustache and his controversial paintings, Dalí's biography hides the love affair between him and the poet, also surrealist, Federico Garcia Lorca.

In 2013, the researcher Vitor Fernández released in Spain the book "Dear Salvador, dear Lorquito", where the love letters between the painter and the poet were gathered during the period 1923 to 1936, when they had an affair and worked in artistic partnerships.

Some excerpts were published in El País newspaper. "You're a Christian storm in need of my paganism. I'll give you the cure for the sea. It will be winter and we will light the fire," says a passage written by Dalí.

"You will remember that you are an inventor of wonderful things, and we will live together with a machine to create," Lorca replies.

In 1926 Lorca published, in the Occidente Magazine, "Ode to Salvador Dalí", recognized by critics, the most beautiful hymn to friendship ever written in Spanish. Reading the poem it is possible to perceive the praise for Dalí's painting and tears praises to the realism and objectivity of Dalí's work of this period, in addition to the evocation of the artist's Reason.

Dalí also paid homage to Lorca in the painting "Honey is sweeter than blood", painted in 1927, and was exhibited the same year at the Autumn Salon in Barcelona.

The screen came to belong to the stylist Coco Channel, a friend of Dalí, and is currently lost. You can only have a photographic reproduction in white and black In the picture, you can observe various elements of life, love and friendship between the two.

Salvador Dalí also made several engravings and drawings; many of them, illustrations for books such as "Alice in Wonderland", "Fausto", "Dom Quixote" and "The Old Man and the Sea"; 15 photos, 40 documents and 4 films, among them the famous "The Andalusian Dog", directed by Luis Buñuel, probably the third element what caused Dali and Lorca to split.

The film contains various literary references of the time. The title, for example, "An Andalusian Dog", is an irony against Garcia Lorca, who understood the hint and from then on never talked to the two again because of the movie.

Buñuel is an essential piece in Garcia and Salvador's story. The story of the relationship between the two can be seen in the 2008 film "Little Ashes", starring Robert Pattinson long before he became the vampire Edward in the "Twilight" trilogy. And the hot scenes with the actor.

Dalí met Garcia Lorca at the age of 19, at the University Residence in Madrid, during the first months of 1923. The painter was admitted to the San Fernando Academy of Fine Arts in 1922.

And he was already an extravagant character, being accepted into the student group in which Luís Buñuel and Lorca were part of, proving to be modern and talented. In the movie Little Cinzas you can notice Lorca's intimacy with Salvador and jealousy for the painter's approach with Buñuel. "

Credit - original owner ( respect 🫡)

(American Philosophy publication)

[fablesofenvola]

— Fables of Envola (projet med/fan)

Les peuples d'Envola

Pour débuter sur ce projet, et afin de rentrer dans le très concret, voici un résumé succinct des peuples qu'il sera possible de découvrir et de s'approprier sur le forum. N'hésitez pas à nous faire des retours via le Ask, ou à rebloguer ce post afin de nous offrir de la visibilité !

— 𝐿𝑒𝓈 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓃.𝓃𝑒𝓈

(inspiration: les humains des romans d'héroïc fantasy)

mots-clé ; swords ; nordic vibe ; family first ; in honor & in blood ; abbyss watchers ; light magic ; warriors.

Du premier dieu primordial, ielles avaient emprunté les traits et la férocité au combat. Scintillaient les épées et étincelaient les boucliers, fusaient les cris de guerre et les chants funestes à l'approche des combats, résonnaient les rires lors des buffets d'après victoire et plus encore, brillaient au soleil les yeux des enfants, fie.ères de leurs héros. Eparpillé.es dans l'empire ou au sein de communautés plus ou moins grandes, têtes importantes de l'armée ou simples agriculteurs, iels peuplaient les diverses régions d'Envola.

— 𝐿𝑒𝓈 𝒪𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓎𝓃.𝑒𝓈

(inspiration: mythologie nordique)

mots-clé ; pirates ; mermaids descendants ; scales and fangs ; water magic ; ocean eyes ; friends of the waves ; foam knives.

"Campé.es sur leurs bateaux Dragon, sur leurs bateaux Corbeau, qui hurlaient à la mort, iels fendaient les flots, tantôt cherchant terre à s'approprier, tantôt ferraillant contre clans plus imposant qu'elleux." Et les légendes à leur sujet sont légion. Celleux qui n'avaient plus des sirènes et tritons peuplant les rangs de leurs ancêtres, que quelques traces physiques, arpentaient aujourd'hui le monde en cherchant une place pour leur magie.

— 𝐿𝑒𝓈 𝒮𝓀𝓎𝓇𝒾𝓈

(inspiration: bestiaire de The Witcher, erynies et harpies des mythologies.)

mots-clé ; harpies descendants ; flying cities ; birds of misfortune ; air magic ; feather dagger ; ancient wings ; territorial people ;

Leurs puissantes ailes en plume s'étaient diluées dans le temps pour ne plus laisser place qu'à des cicatrices facilement camouflables et alors, il n'était plus resté de ce peuple qu'un tempérament emporté qu'on ne cessait de leur reprocher par-delà les frontières. Si certain.es en riaient, nul.le n'aurait jamais provoqué pour s'amuser lea descendant.e d'une harpie - on les disait doué.es d'une vie incroyablement longue et surtout, il se racontait qu'à la nuit tombée, les ongles devenaient griffe, la peau plumes et que leurs iris argentés étaient alors capables de lire en nous...

— 𝐿𝑒𝓈 𝒯𝒶𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓃.𝓃𝑒𝓈

(inspiration: les elfes de Tolkien)

mots-clé ; nature magic ; animal friends ; trees lovers ; elves descendants ; protection ; forest of the world ; smell of tree moss ; circle of the moon.

De l'union des ancien.es elfes des forets aux heraldien.nes et autres peuples étaient né ce qui est aujourd'hui le peuple des Taeran.nes. Instruits, incollables sur les origines du monde, ce peuple d'érudit est avant tout désireux de percer les mystères de l'univers. Chérissant la vie plus qu'aucun autre peuple, iels sont les artisans les plus doué.es, celleux dont les armes ne se voilent jamais, qui ne connaissent pas la flétrissure du temps.

— 𝐿𝑒𝓈 𝒜𝓈𝒽𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒽.𝑒𝓈

(inspiration: divers peuples, de Baldur's Gate à Game of Thrones)

mots-clé ; volcano ashes ; fire magic ; violent spirit ; tragedy survivors ; discipline ; glowing eyes ; phoenix.

Louant le dernier des cinq dieux primordiaux, ce peuple fut presque entièrement détruit lorsque le volcan sur lequel iels vivaient entra en éruption. D'après la légende, sauvé.es par leur divinité à ce moment-là, iels chérissent aujourd'hui sa mémoire, et ont établi leur territoire sur les montagnes et volcans d'Envola. Si aujourd'hui, le feu leur donne leur magie, iels ont depuis longtemps cessé d'être aussi imprévisibles que lui et ont contrebalancé l'impétuosité des leurs par une discipline les rendant redoutables.

[issa-pheonyx]

Umbrella!Leon S. Kennedy X Agent!GN!Reader (NON-YANDERE)

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐔𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭? [𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐝𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧🌚]

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

You definitely had mixed feelings towards Leon when you were caught with him when on the look out for Ashely (once again). After the Raccoon City incident it was never the same after that. Lots of trauma, loss, emotions gone, etc. It was a shit list. To work for the government, but you only did it for Sherry and your best friend Claire. Finding out what Leon truly was hurt your feelings-sure people say it is strangely too soon to fall for someone for one night, but there is something there for the both of you, but Leon was focused on his job...not even thinking he kissed you at the transportation, patching him up in his sleep and all. You realized it was meant for nothing just for his job for Umbrella. Now seeing him again...you felt bittersweet. "It's been so long I haven't seen you, (Y/N)." The corner of his lip curls to a smirk. You did not give him a reaction as you remained emotionless,"Hmph...did not think I would ever see you again, Leon." HIs smirks fades away (like in the gif) as you put your knife back in your sheath by the side of your thigh. "Wanna explain any reason why you're here?" You asked as he shakes his head and walk away from you,"Maybe some other time." He leaves through the door as you stood there with mixed feelings. You want to get mad, cry-just confront him, but right now or ever is a good time. He is the one who will get away and it would be best for you to move on.

It was strange to witness such coincidences on things going your way to be less of a hassle. First thing came to mind was Leon probably much more ahead of you or even watching you without noticing. But, you brush it off and kept moving. You and Ashley got along. She was like a little sister to you and she saw you as a role model like a big sister. "That girl...she is just wasting your time you know." Leon said. You scoff,"Just like when you kissed me? When I patched you up when you were unconscious? Offered a damn arm and leg-" Stopping yourself from bursting out in rage you let out a deep sigh,"This is MY job, Leon. Just like you are doing yours." Yikes, that called him out. He tried to get some words out, yet he couldn't. "You wouldn't get it." He spat out. You shot him a glare,"Right...cause it is your job too. Later."

You really wanted to get over with it already. Eventually, you then developed feelings for Luis and lets just say things didn't go pretty for him. It's been the longest you haven't cried either. Sure, at first you found him annoying by his flirty and carefree actions, but eventually warmed up to his sense of humor. Ashely noticed it too...and someone else, but in silence. His death impacted you a lot though, because he wanted to help you and his last words stuck to you about even being the main perpetrator of your creations...can you still turn your life around? 'Can Leon do that too?' You thought. Shaking your head you wiped your tears and use your anger against Saddler and Krauser.

It was an intense fight against Saddler. At first you were concerned if you were ever going to complete your mission saving Ashley since you were her only option and requesting backup was not an option...or more of a possibility. Only to see Leon throw the RPG to you to finally ending Saddler's life. Of course, you succeeded by Leon's help. It is just like the past. This time Leon helping you instead the other way around. But, all hopes is lost when he had his gun to your head. "It's all business, doll. Hand the sample over." You grit your teeth and slowly stood up giving him the sample,"You do realize what you're doing, Leon." He gives a smirk,"Yeah I'm aware." The gun still pointed at you as you had your hands up. A chopper swings by as Leon runs and jumps off the area. You ran towards the edge thinking he may or may not landed right. He did as he was sitting comfortably inside and throws something at you as you caught it. "You're going to need that. Hurry. Time is not patient." He had some sort of controller and pressed on a red button. 'A fucking bomb!? He set this up!?' There was a key and a black cat charm attached to it. "Hasta lluego~" He winks and you rolled your eyes running back to Ashley saying the island is going to blow up. "WHAT-"

Thankfully, you made it out with Ashley in the jet ski. Well, she was drowning when jumping out of the exit, but you managed to help her up. During the ride Ashley starts to be a little curious,"So, after this you think we can do some shopping? Don't worry everything is on me! Oh and...about that guy. Leon, was it? Are you guys...you know?" I let out an amused laugh,"You really think him and I are a fling?" Ashley expresses her disappointment,"Aw come on! Tell me! You're a badass, what any man or woman wouldn't want you?" Sighing, you finally answered,"I'm like a part of him he can not let go of. Let's leave it at that~"

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭. 𝐌𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥~🖤🫣

[quigonswife8]

Loss: Leon Kennedy x reader

After losing Luis, neither of you are the same.

Warnings: sad, swearing not much though, death.

gif creds: @entreri

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"I'm here Leon!"

Having just dealt with some bugs, you manage to meet up with Leon and Luis once again. With a quick turn to face Leon...that's when your eyes fall on Luis...and you freeze.

No...no this can't be right. Why is Leon holding Luis's hand like he's...dead. Why is Leon crying, and why does Luis have his eyes closed. Why...why is there blood on his mouth, his head fallen to the side. He's sleeping yeah that's right, he's only sleeping.

"Leon...Luis is sleeping hey...", you let out a soft chuckle. "...he's tired, right?"

Leon turns his head in your direction, and you notice the amount of tears falling. The way he looks distraught, how there aren't any words coming out, and the way he's trying to compose himself from breaking down fully. Though noticing you there makes him stand up and run towards you, not wanting you to bear seeing your best friend's dead body anymore.

"Leon? What...why are you crying? He's only asleep."

"(y/n)..." he stutters, his lip quivering. No, he has to be strong, not only for himself but for you. He moves in front of you, hiding your face against his chest.

"Don't look-"

"Leon baby, look at what? At Luis sleeping?"

You try to look again, but he keeps hiding your face against his chest. This is cruel and you should have a chance to say goodbye but he knows he wouldn't be able to take you away from Luis's body. Having him take you away before more damage can be done, is what he has to do.

"I'm sorry (y/n)." and, before you can protest, he grabs your hand and pulls you away.

"What? No- Leon let me go-"

Leon ignores you, he grips your hand tight and pulls you out of there, while trying to hide you again. You're confused...you're confused as to why he's not letting you see Luis- attempting to yank your hand out of his, doesn't work.

"Leon let me go, let me go-"

"I can't do that-"

"Yes you can, let me go."

It rips his heart out to have to do this to you, but it's the only choice. You, on the other hand, start getting angry- you watch Luis, who doesn't move yet, because he's only asleep. Tears, however, start to fall down your own cheeks and you keep yanking your hand.

"Let me go!"

Desperate, so desperate it brings sobs out of you, you scream at Leon- you beg him to let you go because you need to go to Luis. You have to make sure he's alright, you have to hug him and see that beautiful smile of his. Hear his voice as he reassures you he's okay.

With every method you try to pull away, the desperation is apparent. Though with Leon's vice-like grip on your hand, it becomes useless. As much as that hurts, as angry as you are, there's no way to get to Luis.

Leon pulls you away, forcing you away, not even a goodbye or anything. Luis's body becoming smaller and smaller until you can no longer see him, and while you can't see Leon's face it's becoming increasingly harder for him to stay composed.

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The weeks following that day, pass by in a blur. There are bits and pieces that you remember, such as finding Ash and escaping the island. Everything in-between is a blur, as you're so out of it.

The home that once felt like a home, feels like just a building that one lives in. Once you get home, for the both of you, neither of you really speak or do anything together. The only thing you really do is comfort one-another although you feel numb while doing it, and Leon is still getting over everything too.

At first, you're in denial. You're pissed at Leon for not letting you go back to Luis, claiming that he was just asleep and he was okay. It started off as silent treatment with Leon ...which only lasted for a few hours, cause then you felt bad for treating him that way.

After that, you became how you are now. The feeling of losing your best friend on top of nearly losing Leon and Ashley, and going through all of that, took both a mental and physical toll on you, leaving you broken and numb.

The nights that usually were filled with laughter and smiles are replaced with coldness and hurt. The two of you are so broken and so hurt by everything, that the only comfort you find is in eachother, but, again, it's hard to comfort when you can't really focus on anything.

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It's one of those nights, you and Leon are up as usual. Leon makes his way into the kitchen and secretely slips some alcohol into his coffee, while watching you out of the corner of his eye.

You are on the couch staring at the tv droning on about something, it's hard to focus on what. Leon approaches, holding a cup of your favourite drink, and you give a quiet thanks; the beverage in your right hand, Leon sits down next to you.

As you stare at him, the dark circles under his eyes and the messiness of his hair is evident of those sleepless nights. Of the trauma and the effects that weigh mentally on him. Leon looks down at his cup, a soft sigh from his lips, then those blue eyes once full of life now a reflection of his mental health.

He wants to speak, to say anything, but all that comes out is an "I love you.".

You look at your partner...and cause of three words, that's what finally breaks you. A pain in your chest, one that feels like it's been ripped out hits you; the cup falls from your hand and it's almost like you can't breathe.

You think back to him, to Luis, and that's when you stare at Leon with a heartbreaking look. Leon looks at you, confused, and it's only when you let out a scream and start to break down on the couch does he realise.

"NO!"

Your voice rips through the silence, the pain in your voice. The pain on your face. Leon puts down his cup and hurries to you, his hands moving to rest on your arms, and when you look at him, you start to sob. The sob filling the emptiness of the house; Leon wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his chest.

Gripping onto Leon, you break down even more, screaming and sobbing into his chest, finally letting out the emotions that you had held in for months.

"He's gone! He's gone, my best friend is gone..."

Memories of Luis fill your mind, which hurts even more. Leon holds you tight against his chest letting you break down, and while he doesn't break down...yet, he stays there comforting you.

Letting you scream and cling to him like he's the only thing you have right now. He whispers reassuring words, and strokes your back, his heart breaking seeing you and feeling how you are right now.

He wishes to take your pain away, not wanting you to have to deal with this because you deserve to feel happiness.

Leon holds you, and when you fall asleep in his arms, he still doesn't move; he just looks down at you, and he sighs softly, before leaning back against the couch.

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[izzielizzie]

Hey! What are your OOU couples wedding headcanons? 😍 (ilysm queen xoxo)

phoebe and knox

their wedding is the biggest and fanciest of the bayview crew's wedding

curtesy of melissa lawton ofc

they get married right out of college and no one can convince me otherwise

the first ones to get married

they just spent a lot of time not being together because of outside influences and now they just want to spend the rest of their lives together

all of phoebe + knox's family is there

plus the santoses, the bayview crew, ash & eli, and nonny

knox asks owen to be his best man and it makes phoebe cry for like three days straight

maeve is maid of honor

phoebe struggles with picking the wedding party because she should chose emma as maid of honor but maeve is her best friend and she was there for phoebe when no one else (other than knox) was

emma is actually the one who says phoebe should ask maeve

maeve throws herself into wedding planning

she and melissa are a force to be reckoned with

they're married in knox's back yard

phoebe chooses to wear a replica of her mother's dress but she asks ashton to help her sew on lace detail to make it her own

addy does phoebe's hair and keely does her makeup

phoebe plans on walking down the aisle by herself but as she's getting ready she realizes she doesn't actually want to be by herself

before she puts on her dress she hunts down cooper and pulls him aside

"it's okay if you don't want to, but you were there for me at a time when i really needed support. would you maybe want to walk down the aisle with me?"

cooper can't answer for a few minutes because he's full on sobbing

of course he says yes, and phoebe is so happy she thought to ask him

there's a lot of crying at the wedding because phoebe looks so beautiful and happy and knox looks so happy and they're just so in love

cooper and kris

they have a small wedding after kris graduates from medical school

it's at contigo

the restaurant is closed for the day

it's a small guest list: the bayview crew, nonny and lucas, kris's immediate family and friends, the santos family, and ash & eli

it's less of a wedding and more of a party since cooper and kris decided to just go to a courthouse a few days earlier

they all take turns telling stories about cooper and kris (obviously addy and keely's idea)

addy and phoebe baked the cake themselves

and luis learned how to cook some of kris's favorite dishes from germany over facetime with kris's mom

there's a lot of laughter and good food, which is exactly what coop and kris always wanted

addy and keely

they don't have a wedding

they wake up one day, decide to get married, get married, and then plan a joint facetime with their family/friends to tell them

phoebe and maeve take it upon themselves to throw a surprise party for the girls

they bake so many desserts and buy cute pastel pink decorations

luis and ash do all the cooking

they throw the party in kris and cooper's apartment

keely and addy love it so much

bronwyn and nate

bronwyn's parents plan most of the wedding since bron was busy finishing law school and nate became a partner in myers construction

it's held in the rojas' back yard

maeve is maid of honor and knox is best man

addy and phoebe are bridesmaids too

bronwyn wears a gorgeous dress that her grandmother made for her

nate's vows are in spanish

keely has to run interference with bronwyn's makeup because she's crying so hard at the vows

(i like to believe that nate went to mr rojas for help with his vows)

maeve puts together a slideshow of pictures of the couple instead of her speech, and the last picture is one that ellen took of them when they were little and still attending st. pius together

they print and frame the picture, and it lives on a shelf in their living room

maeve and luis

i kind of feel like maeve and luis don't get married for a while

maeve is a spanish teacher and luis is opening a restaurant so they don't have a lot of money for things like a wedding

luis proposes the night that the restaurant opens (yes this is @glitterandgoldrush's headcanon and i'm in love with it)

they just get married at a courthouse

but they have a potluck dinner that night with friends and family

it's everything they ever wanted

[fandomstars]

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Pokémon:

Drew x Reader

Friends react to Ash’s championship win

Anime character in Pokémon werewolf form

Werewolf form Clemont (basically a oneshot of headcanon above)

Team Rocket Jessie x Reader

Ash Ketchum x Gender Neutral Reader

Ash’s Greninja Sick Day

A Mallow centric Oneshot

Ash x Gou Headcanons

Ash’s Lucario Headcanons

James x GN Reader ~ Enemies to Lovers

James x GN Reader - Jessabell Encounter

Affectionate Pokémon - James x GN Reader

The Happy Couple - James x GN Reader

The Circus Trio - Team Rocket Trio + GN Reader Circus

Star Wars:

Tech x Social Awkward Male Reader

Mandalorian (Both Male & Female) Reader x Bad Batch

Kid Proposal to Bad Batch

Trip and Fall [ Bad Batch x Male Reader ]

Clones and their Pokémon

Reader texting the Bad Batch

Bad Batch x Male Reader (Insecure about body)

Bad Batch x Service Dog User Reader

Bad Batch x Male Jedi

Bad Batch Fusions (Bad Batch x Steven Universe) ( Bad Batch x Reader)

Bad Batch x Male Cathar Reader

Other:

Poppy the Witch (Trolls Dreamworks)

Training with Mikey (TMNT 2012)

The Universe Circus (Steven Universe Circus AU)

Jungle Adventure (Loud House)

Inner beast (Loud House)

Inner beast 2 (Loud House)

Inner beast 3 (Loud House)

Inner beast 4 (Loud House)

Halloween of Loud (Loud House)

Player Two (Loud House)

Valt Aoi x Male Reader (Beyblade Burst)

Clown School (Follow up of SU Circus AU)

Random Loud House Headcanons

Loud House Superpowers

Loud House Pokémon

Fairly Odd Parents Pokémon

Hybrid Animals (Loud House)

Lapis fusing with Everyone (Steven Universe)

Valt Aoi x GN Reader (Beyblade Burst)

Aster Headcanons (1) (TMMT x Steven Universe) (OC)

The Final Battle - Crosshair x Alex Diamond

Together - Beyblade Burst Dante x Male Reader

Love - Beyblade Burst Lui x Male Reader

Happy Birthday Bilbo! - LOTR Thorin x Bilbo

My OCs:

James Diamond (Basically an AU of James Kirk (Star Trek) but gem form and also brother of Steven)

Alex Diamond (Son of Blue Diamond, brother of Steven) (SU x Star Wars)

Aster Diamond (Son of White Diamond, brother of Steven) (SU x TMNT 2012)

Oliver Diamond (Twin brother of Steven, Son of Pink Diamond) (SU x DBZ)

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[sapphire-weapon]

Idk if Capcom were deliberately trying to make RE4R have at least some romantic undertone when it came to Leon/Ashley bc to me it's pretty obvious, there's a bunch of romantic imagery. Like a lot of the side characters reference it; Luis with his Prince Charming comment at that moment and calling Ash a princess (Dulcinea), Ada seeing that Leon actually cares for Ashley (calls her his "friend" at one point in a weird tone of voice), Ramon referring to them as knight in shining armor and princess and keeps taunting him when he loses her, the queen and king puzzle, the way Krauser taunts him and uses Leon's concern for her against him knowing the way to get to him is to mention Ashley, the merchant commenting if he's having a rough day after Ashley stabs him and runs away, Saddler using Ashley specifically to kill Leon knowing it would be torture for them both (he can read people's minds, right? So he knows), Ashley being so strong willed for resisting Saddler for trying to make her commit something she would never even think of and saving his life again when she jams the gun (yeah she prob didn't know that would happen but her unwillingness to shoot regardless of the mind control making her hand shake so much), Leon himself changing when getting to know Ashley and caring for her personally not for the mission he was forced into. He literally was ready to die for her even if it meant that she most likely wouldn't make it out w/o him. The way he carried her at the end!!! Like that's not just his professionalism and determination, there's devotion there and she shares the same sentiment. The way they ride off into the sunrise after "rain" starts pouring and they both smile at each other??? How is that not romantic imagery? If you saw that scene w/o context you would think they were the surviving couple of an action movie. There's more I'm missing bc I've been playing other games but there's a lot of evidence and context clues.

I mean, I absolutely believe that it was intentional on Capcom's part and the Leon and Ashley romance is actually, in fact, what the developers were going for. It would be absolutely batshit for this gigantic mountain of evidence to be an unintended coincidence. But I don't think that they went into it going, "Okay, this time around, we're going to have Leon and Ashley be The Canon Ship in RE."

What Capcom actually did was take Resident Evil 4 and turn it into a fairy tale. It was a really creative take on the game and was likely meant as appreciation for the fact that OG RE4 was such a major part of so many people's childhoods. (Ashley's line at the shooting gallery of "It reminds me of being a kid" plays into this, too, as a little tongue-in-cheek thing.)

So, as a self-contained story, yes, RE4make is a romance between Leon and Ashley. And that's where I think a huge portion of the fandom is getting tripped up on not being able to see it for what it is. They look at Leon and Ashley and go "okay, but this can't actually be the intention because we know xyz happens later in the series." That doesn't matter. That's not the point of what they did.

The point of it was to pay tribute to the way that so many people -- after coming into the series with RE4 OG in their adolescence -- thought of Leon as being a big, dreamy, hero-type character. So, they did that by actually turning him into one this time around who saves the day and gets the girl.

It doesn't mean that Capcom is committing to the actual ship, though. Just because this romantic storyline happened in RE4make doesn't mean that the next installment in the Remake series is going to confirm that Ashley is Leon's girlfriend or someshit. It is still entirely possible that we will never see Ashley Graham ever again.

As part of a greater whole, RE4make is just another stop along the horrible, winding road that is Leon Kennedy's shitty, shitty life. But, at least this time, he actually got to be the big damn hero for once.

[bellasimos]

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The mission on Spain was nothing but a success, rescuing the President Daughter; Ashely Grahams was a success. With several kidnappings, La Plagas, Ada and ex–member of Umbrella along with Leon’s former mentor Krauser. The wounds that needed medical treatment via professionals to save the doctor on other hand was stressful to stop the bleeding. Followed by escaping the factory near death experience; Leon was able to put up good words about the doctor that sacrificed his will to save the daughter and the best agents. Letting Doctor Serra Navarro become a field agent with few others that used to work with S.T.A.R.S.

Leon was not doing it for Luis, but he is. He got along with Luis very well; but he did it for Miyo. His long time best friend that used to date Luis, currently they are after they patch up between them of long history. Although, Miyo owns greatly for Leon, yet Leon brushes it off. He rather sees his friend happier than being sappy over a guy. It is not like saying Leon would rather deal with her own sappy over something that is not about Luis.

Leon will get over it eventually.

Miyo stretches her back, after getting out of her car that was parked in front of new apartment. Choosable from the Government, a nice quiet and private area. Presumably would be in the middle of nowhere at the top of the mountain where the view of the current location that she is staying was nothing but a beautiful sight to see. As she walks inside of her entrance, set the keys in the counter drawer while kicking her shoes off. Relief to be back home after they gave her the green flag to stay.

Making her way to the living room, Miyo casually flopped on the sofa, untied her platinum blonde hair and leaned her head back as she shut her eyes for a couple minutes.

“Mi vida? Are you back?” A Spaniard accent echoed in the hallway of the room to the living room. A male pops his head behind the wall.

Miyo smiled while lifting her head and looking over her shoulder. “I am, babe.”

Luis grinned, walking his way toward the sofa as he sat next to her. He patted his lap while Miyo lifted her both legs on top of it. “Vamós a ver, how was work?” He asks, applying a pressure point to where the stress knot was at her foot.

Miyo was melted by his hand work touch, she breathlessly moaned in relief. “Work was such a pain in the ass, I was surprised that they decided to give me a month off.”

He chuckled. “A month off? Does that mean I have you all by myself then?”

Miyo smiled at him. “Yes, have they given you a green flag?”

Luis nodded. “Yesterday, for a month as well.” He then chuckles and lifts his eyes below from his eyelid.

“That means—Mmm.” Miyo let out another moan.

“Yes, we can finally do stuff together.” Luis mumbles, humming approval of their both vacations.

Miyo sighs heavily. “God, who taught you this babe?”

He smirked, stopping the massage from her foot; he slid his right hand up to her thigh. “What do you mean by that, amór?”

Miyo used her elbow to support the weight of her back. His touch sparkled her sense, trembling slightly under his touch. “That, how did you know where my stress point was? Last time I recall, you knew my weak spot back in Raccoon City.”

Luis chuckles, grazing in a circle pattern on her thighs with his thumb. “Take as in your weak point is where the stress point is, plus.”

Luis pauses, sliding his right hand upward from her thigh to her hip. Gave a gentle squeeze to where he earned a sudden moan from her, Miyo immediately covered her mouth as her eyes grew wider. Old memories flushed all at once, their unique night at Raccoon City in her apartment. Remember his hand claims her skin, weakness spot, marking her.

He chuckles, leans forward but barely brushes his lips against her. “Que paso mi ángel? Remembering our first time?”

She cursed under her thought; she gasped as he squeezed her hip again while carefully, Luis climbed on top of her. His knee forces her leg to spread apart as it contacts her cunt due her fabric pants. He clicked his tongue, observing how her body shivered by his touch, feeling each of her goosebump. Luis chuckles, admiringly from his view, his fingers caressing her hips as he smirked.

“Look at you. So tough yet getting weak by my touch. Eso es linda de ti.” He mumbles, slightly praising her.

“Luis…” she struggled, her voice choking while his hand resumed to squeeze her hip again.

“Hm, qué piensa mi amór? Lo hacemos?”

“Shit…” Miyo whispered, running her hand under his shirt to feel his skin.

Luis shudders, leaning closer to her touch. “I’m waiting.”

“Yes… Please.” She pleaded, her mind was swimming fast on cloud nine.

He gave a wolfish smirk, getting off from her as he cradled her into his arm. Luis didn’t waste any time to bring her to their shared room, position her on her bed. Miyo felt the soft surface on her back but eyes darted at Luis as he slipped his shirt off to reveal his well-toned chest. His shirt was tossed aside on the floor, long forgotten. Her eyes softened with a mix of lust, her hand lifted to touch his chest; ran her finger through his hair. There was a smile on his lip, he gently grabbed her hand, planting each chaste kiss on her knuckles.

“Cariño, allow me to worship you.” Luis mumbles, tugging the bottom of her uniform shirt.

Pleading for him, she obliged as she slipped it off. Accompanied where his shirt was. His eyes froze to see the body of her, swiftly to gentle stare as he drank every small detail on her skin. The beauty mark on her left shoulder, the several on her breast that hang on her bra; aged and recent scars from battle in Raccoon City and Valdelobos village. Subconscious, he guides his left hand to trace her aged scar, almost visible to her beige skin. Her skin twitched by his touch but was soon relaxed by it, he guided his finger to her breast, absorbing her beautiful marks. Luis’s lip twitched into a smile as he leans in to give a loving chaste kiss in her scars.

“Siempre eres sido tan hermosa, cariño.” He compliments, trailed his ghostly kiss up to her neck to earn a small gasp from her. “Solo para mi.”

“Luis.” She said his name breathlessly, arching her back toward him.

He slipped his right hand behind her back, with a quick swift move. Her bra was hook free, falling in her lap as he grabbed it to toss it aside. Her breast is free from the pain holding so much of her chest, Luis chuckled as he then grabbed her chin with his left hand; lift her focus on him.

“May I?”

She shyly nodded, but the expectations were so wrong. Luis went for another kiss, this time, proper passion, guiding her to lay back while he placed his both forearms on either side of her head. She smiled into the kiss, ran her finger into his curly hair to massage his scalp. Luis groaned into the kiss as he bit her bottom lip. Pushing his tongue inside to savor her mouth, he was playing with some of her platinum blond strand hair that rested on her pillow; as he put his hip down to her cunt, making sure her legs stayed open for him. Luis broke the kiss off with a desperate air knocking in their lungs. Yet, he did not waste time to bomb her with his kisses.

He kissed her cheek, jawline before dipping into her neck. Guide his right hand to hold her jaw up for easier access on her neck, to take his time pouring his love and compassion on her sensitive neck. Earning a few mewls, hiss from her as he properly took the time to suck her delicate spot. The beige skin spot was soon marked by purple/reddish, he continued to attack the other side. The desperation to have her neck being marked by him was a need. Miyo moaned his name as he was done leaving a mark in her neck. He then did the same for her collarbone except some had his teeth mark while others had the same bruise mark on her neck.

“Look at you.” He spoke breathlessly. “Eager to submit to me, cariño. Those marks look beautiful on you and all mine.”

Miyo holds his face with her hand as she strokes her thumb on his cheek. “My baby, I’m yours.”

Luis chuckled, his eyes grew soft, loving at her, everything. “I love you, Mi.”

Her heart swelled to hear those three words. Almost a tear could’ve betrayed her. “I love you too, Lu.”

Luis went for another kiss, tender this time, before going down to her breast. Her hand rested next to her head while he took one into his mouth, a breathless moan slipped out from her lip. He took his time to swirl his tongue on her sensitive nipples. She thought that he is a tits man, a blush creep on her cheek as her body shudders. He used his teeth to drag her nipples, building up more pleasure as she felt even wetter in her underwear. Luis smirked into her breast as he could feel the wet fabric in her cunt; a pop sound as he was done with her breast and head over to the other, giving the same treatment. Her vocal was musical to his ear, hearing his name roll under her tongue. It’s all she thinks of, it’s only that she knows.

And he is proud of it.

“Such beautiful vocals you have, cariño. Please, moan for me. Sing for me, I want to hear it.” Luis praises, plant his kiss on the valley of her chest down to her stomach.

She squirmed, a mewl slipped as he grinned into her skin. He continues as a pop sound from his lip, he appreciates her skin. He adores her beauty and her scars. Luis’ mouth hover on top of her clit, his warm breath brushes her sensitive area as he studies her leg tremble slightly. He lifts his eyes up to view, to see any second doubt but only to see her eyes fill with love and lust. The same look when they made love for the first time, she was begging him to eat her up like she was his main dinner.

He chuckled, giving a kiss on her clit before beginning to devour her with his tongue. Miyo threw her head back in the pillow, eyes shut tightly as she let out a long moan for him. Her hand twitched as they ran into his hair once again, massaging his scalp. He focused on pleasing her, building her up before he could claim her. He knows how to please her, to be eating her like this, touching her wall inside in such a sinful way. But she can’t help how good it feels again, he must have slept with women before to do this. She then yanks his hair, wanting to bury his face in her cunt.

Luis took the sign, taking one of her legs into his shoulder while he slipped his finger inside of her. A sudden gasp along with soft moan, he couldn’t help to smirk at his triumphant. Luis chuckled, feeling his erected cock throb on his boxer. He groaned into her cunt to send another wave of pleasure as she bucked her hip.

“Ah, no, no.” He clicked his tongue after he pulled away from her cunt to put her hip down.

Miyo whines, lifts her head to try to frown at him.

Luis chuckled, securing her hip to stay where they were. “A good girl wouldn’t buck her hips.”

“Fuck…” she mumbles.

“Are you a good girl, princesa?” Luis tease, plants a kiss on her hip.

She struggled to admit it, a few inaudible were heard but Luis smirked.

“Hablame claro, amór. I can’t hear what mi princesa is saying.”

“I'm a good girl.” She said, groaning in frustration.

Luis hummed. “Are you? Will you behave once I’m done preparing you?”

“Yes, please, please.” She begged breathlessly.

He resumed back, his fingers were back inside as he added another digit. Feeling her wall tightly around his finger; he clicked his tongue of approval. “So eager, cariño. I love how your cunt behaves around my two fingers.”

Miyo's breath hitched as she felt his finger rub against her wall. Struggling to keep her hip down, it felt good, the wet sound that she made as he pumped his finger in and out was nothing but music to his ear. To see her body react to his touch, his voice, the heavyweight eyes stare at her. Luis couldn’t be even more proud each second to see his own lover melt in a pool of pleasure by him. Miyo gasped, breath was struggling in her lung; she threw her head back, mewling and sobbing of how good he is doing. Practically now begging to let her come as she felt the twisted feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Luis lifts his head to see his lover messed up by his own work. Flexing his arm as he picks up the pace, guiding his body to be in level of her as he leans into her ear.

“Good job, mi dulcena. You’re doing such a good job by behaving, would you like to come?”

Miyo opened her mouth, and couldn't find a word to say it as her mind blissed with only one thing. His finger, his hand, making her tremble of need to cum. Listening to how wet her cunt was making, and for what it seemed, she was able to speak through the pleasure.

“Yes, please, I—Ah..! I need to cum…!” She lingered her moan louder, swore she started to see stars, her head felt lighter.

Luis kissed her neck. “Cum for me, amór.”

Her wall tightened around his finger as she felt herself coming down hard on his finger. Miyo's leg trembles for the longest until it falls on the bed. Her chest rose and fell rapidly; Luis kissed her jawline as he pulled his finger away. The juice coated on his finger as he lifted it to his mouth and sucked it delicately.

“My, you taste good cariño.” He teases, smirking down at her.

Miyo whines, opening her eyes to find him.

He chuckled, leans in to give another, reassuring kiss. “Now, are you ready for the main course?”

She gulped as she nodded. “Go slow, okay?” She stuttered, he was able to pick an anxious voice in her voice.

Luis put his hand on her left cheek, gave a gentle stroke while he smiled gently. “Of course, we haven’t done this for so long. That is why I want to prepare for you. After all—”

He leaned in, planting another kiss on her lips.

“I would still picture myself taking your virginity.” Luis whispered, gaze his eyes into hers.

Miyo was flushed with a fluttering feeling. “I still remember how surprised I was when I saw you pure naked in front of me.”

Luis chuckles, he pushes him away to discard his remaining. He removed himself to be able unbuckle his belt and his pants along with the boxer. That shows where his precum was, Miyo shifts her gaze to see him cock. Her face flushed to see the length yet solid with a little curve of his cock. Not thin but surely not thick either, she was excited to see his cock again.

“Happy to see me, pequeña?” He teases, chuckled at her flush face.

Miyo knew she was caught but she tried to clear her throat. “Who said I am happy about it?”

He gave a sly smirk directly at her, as he went back to the bed and captured her kiss with a swift move. She can feel his hard, throbbing cock on her thigh, soon to be touching her labia. She gladly returned the kiss, looped her arm around his shoulder as he carefully teased her labia with the tip of his cock.

“Breath for me, amór.” He said in between kisses.

“Mhm.”

In ease, he put his cock inside of her. Feeling her wall stretching as he let out a groan, how her wall closed around him so tight, the wet helped slip right into fully. His cock was full inside as Miyo slightly hissed into the kiss, adjusting the size of his on her wall since it has been a long time; he had the urge to pound her due how good she felt vividly around his cock. Yet, he controls it, allowing her to adjust it before he can move. Luis opens half of his both eyelids to watch any discomfort on her face; Miyo moans breathless..

“Are you, fuck, okay?” He groaned, holding the weight from not crushing her.

She bucked her hip at him as she nodded. “You-You can move.”

Luis nodded, began to move his hip, watching his cock slip out and back in as her wall once again accepted his cock inside. The tense was dismissed to comfort and pleasure as Miyo moaned for his name, several times as Luis suddenly started to be vocal. It felt good, too good to be inside of her as he picked up the pace; guide her leg around his hip as he practically was pounding her inside. The wet skin contact with skin, the rattling of bed shake and two vocal fills in the warm atmosphere.

He rests his forehead against her while maintaining eye contact. Their gaze grew heavier as their breath grew warmer, Miyo held his face while he held her hips. Digging his nail into her skin, marking her of his with the nail. Luis then thought of a way to bring more pleasure as he grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and put it beneath her waist. To adjust the height for easier for him to slide in, to bring out the pleasure. She gasped in surprise to see this outstanding move coming out from him. Surely, he never fails to amaze her, time and time again. He let out a small growl, calling her name so many times.

“Ah, Dulcena, you feel so good. So, fuck, made well for me.” He groaned, a hint of praise.

There was a burst of need to praise him, Miyo moaned softly as she smiled at him. Her face was full of pleasure but happiness as tears formed in her eyes.

“You’re doing such a good job, amór.” She panted in each thrust he gave.

Luis looks at her with his eyes of lust and love. He thrust slows down the pace as he leans in to listen to her. Something inside of him just broke, this type of her praising him turned him on.

“Fuck, So good Luis. Your cock fits so—ah—well inside of me. Please, more baby, more. Right there, ah!” She moans between his thrust, feeling the tip of his cock kissing her cervix.

“Right here?” He groaned, smirking wolfish as he slammed hard.

She gasped, let out a moan. “Yes! Right there!”

It was music, her squeal, her mewls making him thrust grew sloopier. They were near, so close. Luis groaned, feeling his cock twitched, desperate in need to paint on her walls.

“Mi vida, oh, I’m so close. Where do you, fuck, want it?”

Miyo once again starts to see stars in her eyes. “Inside me, please!”

He locked his jaw tight, he was able to make sentences. “But, oh god, you’ll-“

“-It’s okay, fuck, I’m on pills. Luis, please, please.”

He nodded, slamming her inside. She can feel his balls slapping her ass; Luis let go her hip as he placed both forearms between her head, looking down as he struggled to open his eyes. “Cum together, amór.”

She ran her hand on his back, digging her nail into his skin to withdraw some blood out. Luis know is gonna be there by next day, yet, he doesn’t care. He focuses on hitting the same spot to drive them both to the climax. He groaned, along with growling. He is close, so close; the look she put on her face was a sight that he will never forget.

“Oh fuck!—Miyo!” He curses.

“Luis!” She shut her eyes after felt her orgasm hit hard.

Both rode to their climax, she felt his cock milking every bit inside of her wall. Warm feeling of his seed but it was satisfying to come. Despite Luis coming inside, he still remained on top of her without crushing her. The air was filled with nothing but sweat and sex, giving a few minutes before he can pull out his cock. As he did, some of his sperm leaked out of her cunt, a small moan slipped out from her as Luis fell on her side. The two try to catch their breath but he secures his arm around her to pull him in. Both exchanged bodies heats. His thumb gently rubbed her shoulder as he cleared his throat.

“Did I go a little too hard?” He mumbles, trying to find any discomfort or unsatisfaction from her face.

But he only saw an afterglow from her, a smile spreading on her face as she carelessly stroked his chest. The spot where he was stabbed, the same spot where she risked herself to get him into the lab to save his life. “No, it was wonderful Luis.”

Luis grinned, showered her with his soft kisses. “Good, I don’t know what made you praise me like that. Dios, I thought I was gonna lose it.”

She hummed silently, Miyo tried to move her leg but as soon she realized, she let out a groan. “Luis, I can’t feel my legs!”

Luis laughed as he grabbed her thigh, knowing how overstimulated she is feeling at the moment, tangling with his leg. “That, mi dulcena, was part of the plan.”

She scoffed. “I bet you are proud.”

“Oh I am, I got you to scream my name again? hm?”

Miyo rolled her eyes, couldn’t hold back the smile. “A point for Luis, ladies and gentlemen.”

He chuckled, wrapping his arm on her lower back. Luis immediately planted a soft kiss on her lip. “How about we go take a shower, are you hungry?”

“What are you in the mood for?” She asks, lift her hand to his neck then to his cheek.

“Maybe we can cook together, like a nice, wonderful dinner?”

“I got you, amór.” She gave him a kiss.

He grinned. “I’ll go warm up the bath and come get you, sounds like a date to me.”

“You remember it?”

“Well of course, you saved me, remember? I owe you a date.” He explained, circling his thumb on her skin.

She shudders slightly. “I guess this was also your plan?”

“No, not even. It was more-“ he paused to figure out a correct sentence to complete it. “Well, it was more I wanted you back for the longest.”

Miyo smiles softly. “I love you, Luis.”

He felt his heart swell to hear those words coming out from her. Luis smiled back, leaning to capture her lips once more. “And I love you too, Miyo. Por simpre.”

[ash-and-books]

Rating: 1/5

Book Blurb:

In Matthew Lyons' pulse-pounding crime horror, A Mask of Flies, a criminal on the run after a failed heist must confront dark family secrets and demons from her past made flesh.

THE PAST HAS TEETH

In the grisly aftermath of a botched bank heist, career criminal Anne Heller has no choice but to return to her family’s cabin – a secluded shack in Colorado’s San Luis Valley, and the site of her mother’s untimely death.

Along for the ride are Jessup, Anne’s badly wounded partner, and Dutch, the police officer she’s taken hostage. As they wait for help, Anne discovers strange relics from her mother’s past and begins to unfold the mystery of her childhood at the cabin.

Then Jessup goes missing, only to turn up dead. Anne and Dutch bury her friend, but that night, he comes back and knocks at the cabin door.

Not a dream, not a hallucination, but not exactly Jessup, either. Something else. Something wearing her friend’s face. Something hungry...

Review:

A failed bank heist, shapeshifters, cults, and monsters from our past all come together in this story about a woman who must confront her dark family secrets and the demons of her past. After a failed bank heist career criminal Anne finds herself retreating to her family's cabin... also known as the place where her mother died. Along with her are Jessup, Anne's wounded parter and Dutch, the police offier she's taken hostage. Things begin to unravel as Anne finds her mother's items and Jessup goes missing.... only to return at the end of the night... but he isn't exactly himself... he's something hungrier. This started off really fun but lost me in the middle. I genuinely love horror books but I found myself getting a bit disassociated while reading and losing interest as the story went on. I really didn't care all that much for the characters and felt like the story was dragging on and on. Honestly it was a miss for me. I could see this book being for someone else but it just missed the mark for me.

Release Date: August 6,2024

Publication/Blog: Ash and Books (ash-and-books.tumblr.com)

*Thanks Netgalley and Tor Publishing Group | Tor Nightfire for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

[cyberneticatoms]

no way is that LUI DE LA LUNA..they’re a 32 year-old HUMAN notoriously known for being RESTLESS & ALOOF but there are some people who have seen them being REASONABLE & ENERGETIC. if you ask me, they remind me a lot of being covered in ash, rushing in despite the danger, and the sound of laughter around the family table, but that could just be because they’re considered the DEVIL'S ADVOCATE around town. just keep an eye on them  &  see if their true colors shine through..

↳ 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝚃𝚂

NAME: Mariano Luis Julian de la Luna NICKNAMES: Lui, Luigi DATE OF BIRTH: February 14th (32) HEIGHT: 5'10 AFFILIATION: Citizen Uprising OCCUPATION: Firefighter FACECLAIM: Alberto Rosende

TW: Child Neglect, Child abandonment

↳ 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳

❖ Lui is the fourth born in his family, coming into the world right behind his twin sister Vero. When the eldest of the siblings ran off, Celia at 13 managed to keep the family together. Taking care of their mother and all her younger siblings. ❖ Growing up, Lui always felt something off about himself compared to everyone else. The only person who seemed to related to him on that front was his twin. A few conversations on gender later, and the two simply opted to switch their names along with their wardrobe. ❖ They managed to keep it mostly under wraps that they’d switched until Celia gently confronted them to ask how they wanted to move forward. After that Lui was officially Lui to the family and now the 2nd son in the family. ❖ Considering the family lacked any real male role models he felt a lot of pressure to be a good role model for the youngest sibling, Gizmo. Especially when Celia's ex boyfriend bailed and left her to raise Marisol on her own, well not completely on her own. ❖ He focused on school and taking odd jobs, working as a plumber around the lower district to help make ends meet. Of the siblings he was the first to welcome Cal in with open arms, grateful that Celia was finally letting someone else in. ❖ When the two got married, it seemed like a no brainer to him to also change his surname. While the lines blurred, Celia at the end of the day was the closest thing he had to a mom and it seemed wrong to have a separate last name. ❖ During high school was also when met his future fiance, Scarlette, a girl from the upper district who ended up more down to Earth than he expected. WIth her, he volunteers regularly at Citizen Uprising, and is vocally against the Violent Messagers. While he can respect what their message is, as a firefighter he's seen the casualties they've willingly left behind. Which is something he will never support.

↳ 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙲

• Growing up he was friends with Zarina, even considering her, his best friend at one point. The two had become friends when she'd pulled Gizmo out of a burning building, it been a random accident in the lower district and she'd been nearby. • While he has no idea how she gained a twin sister, he's since reconnected with Zarina while befriending Jess as well. He doesn't fully understand what's going at Epsilon, but he's still loyal to his old friend, hard not to be when she saved your brother's life.

[blackswaneuroparedux]

“Muse” est un mot qui me fait rigoler, parce que personne ne sait ce qu’il signifie. C’est l’influence d’une attitude, je suppose, mais le mot est complètement faux, il ne semble pas faire partie de la vie réelle. Alors que, bien au contraire, mon influence sur Yves relève entièrement de la vie réelle, l’amie qui travaille avec lui et qui, de temps en temps, lui dit: “Ne sois pas aussi bête, Yves.”

- LouLou de la Falaise

Loulou de la Falaise was model, designer, and more well known as Yves Saint Laurent’s long-running muse for his fashion designs.

Cecil Beaton famously said she was the only English woman he knew who could be “really chic in really hideous clothes” - de la Falaise was part of high society. But she was also always a hard worker that became a fashion icon. She became the quintessential Rive Gauche haute bohémienne.

Born on 4 May 1948 in England, Louise Vava Lucia Henriette de la Falaise had an Irish mother, Maxime Birley, Elsa Schiaparelli's favourite model, and a French father, Alain de la Falaise. She was the granddaughter of the artist Oswald Birley, official painter to the Royal Court. From the age of 7, Loulou de La Falaise studied at a boarding school in England, then in Switzerland. She spent her teenage years in London, then the capital of pop culture, and then became a fashion editor before following her mother to New York in the 1960s. She then posed for fashion photos and designed prints for Halston. In New York she was firm friends with Andy Warhol and immersed herself in the fashion scene there.

She didn’t have much luck in relationships. She was first married at 18 years old to an Irish aristocrat, Desmond Fitzgerald, from whom she soon separated. In 1977, Loulou de la Falaise married Thadée Klossowski de Rola, son of the painter Balthus, a marriage organised by Yves Saint Laurent and Pierre Bergé on a small island in the Bois de Boulogne. She has a daughter, Anna, born in 1986, of whom Yves Saint Laurent was godfather.

Yves Saint Laurent once said of his muse, “Loulou de la Falaise's real talent, apart from her undeniable professional qualities, was her charm. She had the strange power of the gift of lightness, mixed with an irreproachable acuity of her look on fashion. Intuitive, innate, unique.” Loulou de la Falaise met him in 1968, at a tea party given by his stylist friend, Fernando Sanchez. She joined Yves Saint Laurent in 1972 at the designer's request and quickly became one of his closest collaborators. Loulou de La Falaise, who had a passion for colour and a gift for eccentricity, remained at his side for 30 years, creating jewellery and hats for the haute couture house.

While many consider her Yves’s ‘muse’, she was much more than that, and became head designer for accessories. She was literally his taste check, someone he could depend on to brainstorm concepts with, finalise colour  selections. She said once, "Accessories have an important role in our stressful lives. If you go out to dinner and you don't have time to go home and change, you can take off your jacket and put on a piece of jewellery," She loved rare woods and brightly coloured stones, giant enamel flowers and had hearts fashioned from rock crystal, her lucky material. "The important thing is to invent yourself," she used to say.

After Yves Saint Laurent’s death in 2002, Loulou de la Falaise launched her own brand and collaborated with different groups by creating jewellery lines. In 2011, she created a line of jewellery exclusively for the Majorelle garden boutique in Marrakech, the garden that also housed Yves Saint Laurent's ashes. Loulou de la Falaise passed away 2011.

Photo: Loulou de la Falaise and Yves Saint Laurent at a party, 1978.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

And since I made my previous ask moer battles have been announced. So let’s go through them.

Mahito vs. Shigaraki: Oh look it’s the better Tsumugi. Joking aside I’m seeing a LOT of people rooting for Shigaraki as I’m not familiar with JJK but it seems everyone hates Mahito so they want him to die painfully.

Ash vs. Yuki: Now THIS I can comment on. The two children anime protagonists that made people’s childhoods are facing off in episode 200. And both got fucked by 4Kids. We all know Ash and what he has done and I’ve watched a few Yu-Gi-Oh episodes back in the day. Outcome wise I think Yugi takes this as while Ash has gone up against Legendary Pokemon and survived petrification, Yugi has endured a lot more shit, plus his monsters are stronger than Ash’s Pokemon. Charizard ain’t gonna do shit against Exodus.

Simon the Digger Vs. White Lantern: This will be the most anime and hammy battle we will have in a very long time. As we got the guy who is main inspiration behind Kaito against the Lanterns who are too heroic to die. I’m not familiar with TTGL but I know how busted DC stuff is, so the White Lantern probably takes this.

We also have a animated fight by Luis, a 3D fight by Torrian and a Live action if all goes well, so again thoughts?

//I'm not quite sure about the connections between Shigaraki and Mahito other than the fact that they look similar, and both can be associated with hands, so I'm not sure what to say about that fight, nor do I have a stake in it. I will lean more towards rooting for Shigaraki though since I'm more of a fan of My Hero than I am JJK.

//Ash VS Yugi, despite me not being into Yu Gi Oh, makes a lot of sense as a legacy matchup, and I have high hopes for it. I have a friend who's really into Yu Gi Oh, so maybe we can throw a stake in this one. As for who wins, assuming the rules of their monsters are equalized, I'm gonna assume that they'll be using their primary/strongest team members. So for Ash, that would be the likes of Pikachu, Charizard, Greninja, Lucario; potentially Sceptile. For Yugi, that'd be Dark Magician, Dark Magician Girl, Slifer the Sky Dragon, Obelisk the Tormentor, and Winged Dragon of Ra. Now again, I don't know much about Yu Gi Oh's rules and terminology, BUT from what I can tell, Yugi's monsters, particularly the Egyptian God Cards, seem to have greater raw power and more unique, versatile abilities compared to Ash's Pokemon. Therefore, I think Yugi takes it assuming all the technicalities and differences are pushed aside.

//Now, I haven't watched Guran Lagaan for a long time, and I don't know much about Kyle Rayner, but seeing how hyped up this fight is, I also had it on my top 20 matchups somewhere, I don't know where. I'm mainly rooting for Simon, but knowing the absolute insane power of the Green/White Lanterns, I think Kyle has far more raw power and versatility with his ring.

//As for everything else, I'm just gonna sit back and let things play out as they will. Again, this show is absolutely going places. It's audience, while not entirely wholesome, is committed, and as long as they have the team's back, Death Battle will go on for basically as long as it's audience wants it.

-Mod

[queencherryberry]

So this is the first of many OC “Reference Sheets” for characters in the Brothers Bestfriend universe.

So this character in the original storyline has not been born yet but she will be born soon. Her name is Ashley Marie Rhodes-Martinez. She’s 26 and looks like a carbon copy of her father Cody, just more feminine. She is the second oldest out of 8 biological siblings and one adopted sibling that is biologically her cousin/step-daughter. She has a more older sister bond with said sibling over anything else. Ashley is commonly known by her nickname Ash. Or as her husband calls her: Mariposa. She is married to none other: Damian Priest/Luis Martinez. She and her husband have been married for 5 years, they have 5 biological children together. Tyler-3yr, Alexander & Alejandro-1.5yr (twin boys), Mateo & Elle- 2 months (twin boy/girl) and Maria-12 yr (from Damian’s previous relationship). Ash started out as Damian’s physical therapist after her aunt divorced him and had a psychotic breakdown pushing him down a mmmmm flight of stairs. Ash has a degree in the medical field but after a horrific incident involving a serial killer-like ex-coworker she was instructed by Damian to be a stay at home mom and go to therapy for her trauma. Ashley’s past relationships are a very short list that only has one name on it before Damian and that is Austin Theory. The age gap between Ashley and Damian doesn’t bother them. It does however, confuse their children who think it’s weird that their father is older than their grandfather: Cody. Ash does regularly attend online therapy and takes anxiety medication. She has been recently given a job as Judgement Days manager following Rhea’s orders. She’s been managing the group for 2.5 months. Ash has ADHD and is slightly autistic. Damian puts up with it and he’d deliver the universe to her if he could. Ashley has dark hair that fades into an ombré purple. She doesn’t dress as revealing as Rhea does, she usually sticks to skinny jeans and oversized blouses when she’s seen backstage with the group and at home she dresses in whatever she feels comfortable or whatever turns Damian on. Ash is the equivalent of the goth kid's peppy best friend. Ashley stands at an adorable 5’ 1.5” compared to Damian’s 6’6” gigantic figure. Ash is the definition of the shy girl who is a real ‘freak’. Ashley has 3 tattoos: a cheese wedge that belongs to a matching set with her younger sister Riley who in return has a noodle tattoo representing Mac n cheese; another tattoo resides on her ribs and it lists her and Damian’s children’s birthdays and names; and the last tattoo sits on her lower back just above her ass with the words:El sol de Papi- Damian’s favorite tattoo of hers. Ash at first comes off as the spoiled Daddy’s girl but after having her own family she’s mellowed out.

(Best I could do with the limited editing tools I have. If someone is able to help me make this look more feminine I greatly appreciate it.)

Tags: @alyyaanna @theswitchbladessweetheart @crossrhodez @mylittlepartofthegalaxy @freegardenbanananeck

[red-ropes-of-avalon]

They Can Live In My New World Or Die In Their Old One- Chapter 3: People Will Whisper

Summary: You are known among the kingdom as The Mad Queen, a ruthless woman with a large military. Seeking to take your rightful throne, nobody who has ever seen you has returned before, all thought to presumably be dead. Your strength is unequal. Ser Leon Kennedy is a knight sent by King Graham to ask for a temporary truce. Hordes of monsters and the undead rising, the kingdom couldn't fight two wars. But how does one reason with a Mad Queen?

When the morning sun rays began to shine, Leon was up first, hurrying to the stables, after the night’s display of the queen’s justice. Leon was eager to leave as fast as he could. Sleeping on it, he recognized it wasn’t unreasonable, but it was unethical. Entering the stables, one of the horses was already gone. He privately assumed it was just a messenger, off delivering news from the previous night to other parts of your army. He saddled up his horse, preparing it for the ride to meet up with the rest of the expedition team. 

By the time Luis was up, the sun had fully risen, and servants had begun bustling around. Breakfast was laid out for the castle’s residents. The Queen’s Guard laughed with the servant girls as they ate, even Setanta was there laughing. The only one missing was the Queen herself. “Where is her majesty?” Leon asked Luis as the man picked at his food. 

“She’s out. We got a large number of sick that came from the North the day after I arrived. The False King, he didn’t take care of them, let them die and infections run rampant in the refugee camps. She goes there every day alone, washes them herself by hand, gives them medicine. She has those dragons of hers burn trees down, uses the ashes to help in cleansing them. And if any of them die, she buries them herself.” 

Leon fell into silence, hurriedly eating. How can a queen be so cruel one night, and the next morning, go and take care of the sick all by herself? He pushed his plate back and stood up, Setanata quirked a brow at her. “Setanta pass my regards to the Queen, I thank her for her gracious stay and for lending her aid in this journey.” Leon then turned from the table and began his leave for the stables once more. Luis quickly followed after the blonde, picking up his speed to catch up. Luis was fast to saddle up his horse there, a gorgeous chocolate brown mare. “You travel light I see,” Leon quipped. The man didn’t wear the armor of knights, nor did he carry any obvious weapon. 

“Si my friend, a scorpion is only as deadly as the hidden poison they pack.” He mounted the horse in one swift motion and rode out of the stable. Leon just shook his head before mounting the white stallion he rode and joining the man outside. Luis rode in front as they passed through the Mad Queen’s kingdom. People waved to the two and Luis merrily greeted them. The shadow of one of the dragons passed overhead, drawing amazed awes from the public and Luis. Arriving at the gates, the guards saw Luis off with a vast kindness and even treated Leon kindly. Leon took the lead heading away from the capital and off along the kingdom road towards the North. The two conversed as they rode for hours, the team already far surpassing the expected position, due to the extra night staying with the Queen. “Y’know Sancho, the people there have already taken you in. They don’t like the king’s men typically. But you’re different. Maybe it’s the courage to stand before her and her dragons and challenge her.” 

“How did you know about that?”

“Well she told me in her letter, I wouldn’t agree to work with a Knight of that King otherwise. Besides me, I wouldn’t be surprised if some of her girls heard and spread it around. Everyone there loves her a lot, the last to actually challenge her was Setanta. And now he’s her loyal Wolf.” Luis had a shit-eating grin, and Leon just stubbornly rode forward.

“I’m loyal to my King. That thing last night- that isn’t justice. That’s a public execution.” Luis stilled, briefly, before snapping back into action. “Enough of this, it’s a long ride, and speaking on opinions of a woman that may or may never actually achieve the throne. Right now, we are facing a threat outside of the mortal world.” Luis grew silent, and the two pressed on. The camp wasn’t much further just an hour or two of riding, but things were tense now. You were unexplainable, the way you could never leave his mind. You were like the fire you commanded, wild and unpredictable- you could be brutal and destructive, but you could also be kind and help purify. You were an unexplainable variable in his mind.

Smoke was billowing from further down signaling the camp’s location. Leon and Luis approached slowly, and sure enough, the camp was there. Chris was nestled near the tree line, ready to defend the little camp. Piers and Ethan sat around the fire, Ethan cooking food for the little group, meat skewered and roasting over the open flames. That only left Ada missing, though she might just be in a tent. Leon dismounted his horse, holding the reigns and leading him over to the camp, Luis approached apprehensively behind him still on the back of the mare. Piers looked to Leon before getting up to shake his hand. “Glad to see you arrived Ser Leon, there’s a large storm ahead so we can’t progress any further today. Ethan’s making a late lunch, early dinner from some animals we hunted. Who exactly did that mad woman give us for this journey?” Luis ground his teeth as he dismounted. Piers took the reigns of Leon’s horse and stretched his hand out for Luis’ reigns.

“This is Luis Serra also called ‘El Escorpion’ and his Queen asked him to aid us. He’s from the Southern Isles. He’s not just a skilled fighter but a competent doctor,” Leon was quick to speak instead. Before the conversation had soured on the road he had learned about Luis time as something of a doctor in the Isles. Luis reluctantly handed the reigns over to Piers. Luis joined Ethan, the quieter man by the fire. Ethan offered a polite wave before returning his attention to the food cooking. 

“I know what it’s like to be the outsider, don’t worry. I’m not even a knight, just a really durable idiot who got roped into the King’s army.” Ethan offered quietly. It made Luis feel a little more relaxed, but it also served as a reminder- he was the only one who wasn’t sent by the False King. He had complete faith in his queen if they did all turn against him, she’d answer with righteous fury and flames. She had been the one to gift him the title of El Escorpion, she saved his home, and she loved her people dearly. Leon was looking at the small camp. Piers had taken the horse to a river, allowing them to drink freely. 

“Good to see you again Leon,” Ada’s voice graced his ears. Her hand dragged along the knight's shoulder from behind. A gentle touch to entice him, but all it did was send him into thoughts of the Queen. Was your touch gentle and delicate with unblemished hands so many rulers who never worked a day had? Or were there rough and hardened like the scales of your dragons from clinging to their scales as you flew, and from tending to the people yourself? Ada’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts. “I’m glad we’ll be together again, the Council is paying me well to help you. Most of all, I’m so happy you escaped that mad evil woman’s castle in one piece. This would be such a bore if you weren’t involved.”

Ada had always had hot and cold feelings for Leon. One moment she could deeply crave the knight and another she could want to be on the other side of the country. But in this journey, she wanted him, being the only woman with a group of men, she could have any of them she wanted really. She wielded her femininity as a weapon, a predatory woman, not just in a sexual nature, but also one of the deadliest women the capital knew. She almost resented the Mad Queen for taking her former spot as the most dangerous woman known to the capital. 

Ada’s words though never really hit Leon, he heard them, yes but it made his gears grind. He couldn’t stand the on-and-off nature of her affections. His thoughts once again flicked back to you. You were similar but of a different nature. You flicked between cruelty and kindness, from an outsider’s perspective. You were cruel in your deliverance of justice, and cold to outsiders. But tender to those who you were fond of, and beloved deeply by your people. You weren’t feared because you killed innocents, you were feared for breaking the cycle, for opposing the common thought. Ada was nothing compared to the bewitching nature you held, and it sent a shudder down Leon’s spine. While Ada was a master of many weapons and whispers, they would never stand to the Queen who stood before the flames on that night, the queen who commands two large dragons. Realizing the Queen, held a grip on his heart though, even for just a moment sent a panic into his bones. He was the King’s Knight, he wanted the good of the kingdom, and he couldn’t feel any semblance of love for the “Mad” Queen who loved her people and served to usurp his King. He never thought he’d live to see the day though that Ada had become boring, she simply couldn’t hold a candle to the intrigue you raised in him.