#leon replies

[thcrnedthrones]

CLOSED STARTER - Leon and Stefan @flcralhaze

Standing to attention when he saw the prince walk into the room, he bowed his head as was customary, "Your highness," he greeted him, wondering what this rather out of the blue visit was about, considering he'd double checked the security measures for the German royal family personally and couldn't see any liabilities in the plan he'd thought out, his men stationed anywhere the family would think to venture in the ship ready to assist them. "Was there anything I can help you with this late in the evening, Prince Stefan?"

[chloesimaginationthings]

i am not a very serious person

You know I feel like Michael Afton would be unphased being in the backrooms

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

Ignoring the haters who would win in said fighting match for Ethan 🤔

[thcrnedthrones]

"We are getting a little ahead of ourselves aren't we? You are asking me if I would leave my country in the event that you would take back your own, assuming of course Spain will keep you as its leader should the two sides of the country be reunited, all so that you can have free access to the woman who will become my wife." he said, speaking methodically, pragmatically like the soldier that he was as he reasoned with Maceon who from Leon's point of view, was running on hopes and dreams with little to no reality supporting his claims.

"It's a discussion that would be had in the event of all that coming to pass. She would be my wife, I will not be her captor. And if at that point in time she will want to be in Spain, I as her husband would consider it so that she didn't feel like she would have to escape and leave without a trace like the last time you two colluded to meet." he said, feeling entitled to speak to Maceon man to man despite their presumed differences in rank. "I will keep her safe and she will have a happy life as my wife, she will not want for anything. That much I can swear to you right now,"

Anyone who would meet Rose would understand quickly these qualities she held; such burning willpower, it's blaze was beautiful - but a headache for any who cared for her wellbeing. Lips echoed the sentiment by turning upwards, sad && hopeful combined into one disappointed expression. It would have been easier if the man was disagreeable towards the topic - if he had shown ill-will - but no.

It was as Maceon had expected. Leon cared; and regardless of the outcome, they were together on this wild ride of Rose's heart. " No, of course, no agreement should be made fully until Rose is with us to give her own voice. "

He wanted to marry Rose. He had promised her that she would be Queen of Spain, but as time went on, Maceon feared even he would never find such title in his grasp to give. And yet... if he could... " It is of no secret that Spain is in the middle of a revolution. " The topic switched suddenly, and Maceon leaned back, chin lifting && tone taking that of a rightful heir to an empire. " I could very well be killed in the following days, months. Spain could fall to ruin, be soured by war. Everyone I know could be taken from me. " Except Rose. He would have to trust in this - trust in Leon to do as he claimed. " Or... I may live yet to see Spain reunited. " And to see himself as King. This was left unsaid, as trust in Leon had not reached that level just yet.

" If that comes to pass, where Spain can be safe once more - I would want her close. Would you, as her husband, in a future I can only sit here and dream may come about - would you leave your home for her? What would it take? "

[wisecrackingeric-2]

☆ Soooutheeern niiiiiights,, have you eeeeveerr heard of soooutheeernn niiiiiights,,,, ☆

I love using the trans flag colours in my art <<33

[dangerousbride]

Useful 😘🚤 || (Spicy follow-up 💋)

[mossyivy]

Ugh…Death Island Leon has been on my mind all day…I just can’t get over that old man!!

Imagine waking up early, standing in the kitchen wearing those teeny tiny nightgowns, flipping pancakes, all while you and Leon’s kid(s) is sleeping in bed peacefully. The early morning birds chirping, bright sunrise creeping in through the windows.

You’d be softly humming to yourself, sizzling echoing throughout the kitchen as you flip a silly little heart shaped pancake. Suddenly feeling those strong, burley, yet familiar arms wrap around your waist, one coming up by your shoulder.

Gentle kisses being pressed up against the nape of your neck, rough hand squeezing and massaging your hip. Needy mumbles coming from his tired lips, talking about going back to bed for something ‘quick’ while the kid(s) sleep. Those black sweatpants hanging from his hips, showing that prominent “V” line of his, happy trail hiding beneath the cloth.

God…Why can’t I get that man out of my head! 😣

- Anon! 🎀

My god... You have no idea how fucking badly I want that 38 year old man to annihilate me 🎀anon...

Just imagine him clinging onto you like you'll vanish if he let's you go. He always says it'll be quick but it's never quick with Leon. Not when he's in one of his moods. He'll just keep kissing your neck, eventually start nibbling at your skin. Soft little pleases and you know you want to.

Eventually he'll realize you're finally listening to the voice of reason (his morning wood pressing into your ass) and look at the stove clock with a smirk, knowing the kid(s) won't beup for at least another half hour. Leaning into your ear and he whispers seductively y'know, we don't even need to leave the kitchen, you'd look great up on the counter.

To which you grip the spatula a little tighter, trying desperately to cling to the tiny shred of resolve you still have. That's when you feel his hands glide down your thighs and under the tiny nightgown. His rough hands gliding his calloused hands over your soft belly and he feels you finally lean back into him as he playfully pulls at the waistband of your underwear with his thumb. He can't help but smirk, feeling cocky about winning you over.

There's my girl, lemme take care of you~

[thcrnedthrones]

"No, we are not and you keep saying that you would like to continue the way we have been leading up to a marriage but the only time I see you is when you are angry with him," he said, sighing in frustration, because Rose had very quickly become the one person who could infuriate him in moments, but she still remained the person he wanted to see the most. "I don't want to argue with you, Rose... it sounds like you've had enough arguing for the night." he admitted, taking his seat again and taking sips of the wine in his cup.

"I cannot fault you for anything. That is the problem." he murmured, not looking at her as he remained honest with how he had been feeling. "The fault is in the fact that I need to get used to the fact that the woman who is going to be my wife sees me as a consolation prize and that is how it will always remain. And the most pathetic part? I am still here, ready and willing to do anything for you."

" we are not married yet, i would hardly base the future on the right now. " the brunette retorted with a huff, " so of course not. i imagine i will be by your side most nights. will i not? if anything, i would argue it will be the opposite. " she murmured, a tilt of her head as she placed the glass down. at this rate, she fought with leon as much as she fought with maceon. rose did not bother to follow as he stood, moving to the window to look out it. she stayed in her chair, gaze aimed at the fireplace nearby. in the end, rose cared little about looking into the future, about deciding what their life as a married couple would look. she lived in life as she wanted to in that exact moment and that was all she cared for. the minister would not deny she was as fickle as one could be.

was there an answer to that question he was going to like? at this rate, rose did not think so. " because i wanted to. " the beauty answered, rolling her eyes. " i do not like being alone. must i explain that, too? " maceon knew that about her, but it never stopped him from disappearing when he felt he needed to. though he always came back with an apology and a guilty face. " do you fault me, for seeking the company of someone i care for — when i am low? "

[vi-visected]

in my head after the events of camlann merlin returns to camelot and, still riddled with terrible guilt and grief, confesses to leon about everything that had happened and everything he had done, magic and all. and instead of outrage or betrayal or scorn or judgement (or even death, as he had briefly considered) leon shatters him with a deeply apologetic expression and a whispered “my friend… you must have been so afraid, and so tired.” and merlin collapses into heaving sobs against him and doesn’t get back up for a long time.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Survivors of the City||

~~Reserved Resident evil au with @within-the-resort ~~

Leon S. Kennedy was driving down the road while looking ahead and checking the radio hearing nothing. He was sent here for a mission after the last one he's done a few years ago. He got reports of survivors maybe still trapped in a new zombie infested area. Wasting no time, he was driving fast to get to the city and hopes he was not too late. The drive wasn't too long but he hopes to make it in time.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Is it just me but your SB Vanessa looks a lot like Samus Aran from Metroid???🤔

Yall heard of Michael Leon Kennedy

Now get ready for Vanny Samus Aran

[sinistcrhood]

ㅤㅤㅤLeon had a sinking feeling in his gut that that was the case. Even so, he still couldn't help but feel like invisible walls were closing in on him. Suffocating him to the point he felt like he could begin to hyperventilate at any moment. Somehow though, he'd managed not to freak out and make the situation worse for the both of them. Instead of losing it over the fact that he could be so stupid and careless during his hookups, he tried his best to appear calm and collected. Or, as much as he could in the moment.

ㅤㅤㅤLeon looked at Sofia with a sympathetic expression.

ㅤㅤㅤHe felt awful for putting her in this position. Neither of them had planned for this to happen. It was supposed to be a simple hookup between the two -- nothing more, nothing less. But now? He was going to have to step up to the plate sooner than he'd hoped to.

ㅤㅤㅤ"Are you…" He began, but quickly found himself changing his approach. "How do you feel about all of this?"

@sinistcrhood Sofia could feel herself panicking as she looked at Leon. It was meant to be fun, hooking up and no strings attached. But clearly fate had other ideas.

"I'm pregnant, that's what I'm saying." She explained, trying to be in doctor mode for a moment. If she just said it simply and how it was, then surely it would get through and be clear. "And before you ask, I'm sure it's yours. I might like hook ups, but I don't sleep around."

[galaxy-fleur]

question of the day:

u think Leon is the type of (girl)dad that suffers heavily from empty nest syndrome and if you do, how badly?

Oh, definitely. Again, I'll be writing this out with post-Death Island Leon in mind!

Alnost any parent finds it difficult to accept that their child is now a completely independent adult who can live their life on their own. Some parents find it more difficult than others. I do see Leon sorta falling into that category. It's not necessarily about the possessiveness or losing his role as a parent on his part, as I honestly think that he's the type of father that will be genuinely proud to see his kid thriving on their own. As long as he sees his child happy, he is also happy.

In Leon's case, it's more about the passage of time and his worries for his child's (in this case daughter's) safety. It'll probably hit him all at once: that his kid is actually and truly an adult now. It's one thing to have her turn 18 while still living under his roof, and it's completely another to personally help her pack up her belongings and then move in into a place of her own. Whether it's just a dorm room, or a full apartment. The reality hits him straight in the face right there, and it can be a bit of a pain to sort out.

Even though he is aware that this is not the end but rather the start of something new, it nevertheless stings to know that things will no longer be the same. He'll also get smacked in the face with realization of his own age, figuratively speaking. He wasn't feeling all that old while his daughter was still living with him, but when she's out on her own, and he's forced to look back on everything? Yeah. He'll have a good, long moment of juat sitting down in silence and reflecting on his life, feeling kind of old as hell now. Most likely holding a glass of whiskey (nothing over the top tho! He won't fall into his old habits like this!)

On the other hand, there's also the issue of him no longer being right there in case she gets in trouble. Now, I do think Leon sort of mellows out with his protective tendencies over the years if he gets to live out a simple, safe life with his family. However, they will never really disappear entirely. After all, it's just another way he shows his affection. Even though he occasionally goes too far. The idea of not being there when she might need him gnaws away at him more than anything else does. It scares him. What if she needs help with something? Like, what if her sink gets clogged, and he's out of touch? What if she gets in trouble with some shady people? Young people are notorious for being too naive for their own good, after all. What if she just has a bad day at school or at work, and he can't be there to cheer her up or be a shoulder to cry on? What if she get hurt?

It's easy for these types of 'what ifs' to spiral way out of control to the point of absurdity for someone like him. I'd say that's probably the biggest obstacle for him out of all of them.

Of course, there's also the newfound loneliness. The house seems that much more empty and quiet: no usual evidence of his kid being there now. Even the ones he used to find annoying. No music coming from her room, no plates left in the sink, and no soda cans taking up room in the refrigerator. It's like a piece of his home is missing, and that's hard. This feeling of loneliness comes and passes in waves. Stronger at times, weaker at others. He'll probably avoid her room for a week or two, though, when it's especially hard for him. In order to avoid being overly emotional. He has to actively fight back the impulse to dial his daughter up every few hours or so, not wanting to annoy her. And he does understand that she needs to carve out a path for herself.

It's just... hard.

Fortunately, all of this can be managed. I do feel like his partner will be a huge pillar of support for him in this challenging time as he adjusts to the new reality. It's not all negative. Now they have the entire house to themselves, at least. It serves as a strong incentive to focus on one another. Maybe plan some romantic dinners to bring back memories of the younger years. Or even renovate the yard. Keeping his mind off the absence of his kid is a good way to keep his spirits high without getting all down in the dumps over it.

There is also a newfound sense of understanding to be built between him and his daughter. Perhaps they share a few heart-to-heart talks about it all before their move. That way, they can both get ready for the day it does finally happen and help each other out in small but meaningful ways. Daily calls are a great way to ease Leon into all of this. Hearing his little girl talk about her days to him - whether it's her gushing over something exciting or ranting out her frustrations - is a wonderful way to remind him that just because she is not physically there anymore, their relationship remains as strong as it was.

In a way, it's a clumsy period of change for everyone involved. And that's something that can bring their family even closer together in the end. Also, you can absolutely bet on the fact that Leon will give out the biggest bear-hugs ever when his daughter comes over to visit. That's a must.

[tappioca]

Leshley Week 2023 Day 6: Wedding

“Thank you for giving me this, Leon.”

[mossyivy]

EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE THAT VIDEO IT MAKES ME GIGGLE!

Imagine you’re just trying to pee in peace, maybe a moment to yourself after having to chase your daughter around all day. All for Leon to come barging in, opening the bathroom door like it’s such a normal thing.

“You know—I saw that trend on Instagram, and I personally think me and you would be horses, and Violet a tiny pony…I see you as one of those pretty white horses honey.”

You just have to sit there like ‘😐’ while trying to go to the bathroom as Leon continues to ramble on about being horses in another lifetime, swearing that you’d be the prettiest horse in the wild. Violet was just happily cooing and playing with her daddy’s hair like always, not even having a clue as to what was going on.

- Anon! 🎀

(It's just such a funny thought.) Video in question

This is the man I fell in love with... Was the thought going through your head as you lower your magazine, staring at your husband as your 6 month old tugs at her father's hair without care. He seems so unphased as he leans against the bathroom door frame continuing to ramble.

"What're those horses called? Like it's a specific breed."

"Leon,... my love," you stare at him as his attention is pulled from thought, eyes locking on you, "Five minutes.... Of peace. Please."

"Ah, yeah. Sorry. Enjoy your time." He steps back, shutting the door with his leave. You sigh in relief as you go back to your magazine. Staring at the beauty article you were trying to read before you look at the door.

He's at the the other side still, isn't he?

"Camarillo Horses." You softly say, hearing the familiar sound of his foot stomping in the hallway.

"Right! Camarillo horses!"

[thcrnedthrones]

Raising his hands as if he was caught in a compromising position by the musician, he just chuckled when it looked like she could see he meant her no harm or offense. "I was merely coming because I heard you playing and was intrigued - I've been brought up within the German military and there's not a lot of time for such things," he explained, offering the woman some smelling salts that he kept in case the royal family looked like they needed them. "Not comfortable on ships?" he asked, recognizing the familiar signs of nausea and seasickness on the other despite her determination to continue playing.

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 : open for anyone on japan's vessel ( turkey, japan, persia, germany, madagascar )

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : probably the top or lower deck

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･      her  face  was  the  usual  mask  of  calm  indifference,   betraying  no  emotions,  despite  the  way  her  skin  paled  and  her  stomach  twisted.     as  naiyana  lifted  the  violin  from  its  case,   she  tried  to  focus  on  anything  else  but  the  sickness  the  ocean  caused  her,   breathing  in  lightly  so  she  wouldn’t  swallow  the  heavy  scent  of  saltwater.   taking  a  last  deep  and  shaky  breath,   naiyana  closed  her  eyes  and  brought  the  violin  to  her  shoulder,   her  fingers  trembling  as  they  found  their  place  on  the  strings.   however,   the  usual  sweet  tone  of  her  playing  had  turned  thin  and  wavering,   a  scraping  sound  disrupting  the  peaceful  air,  almost  crashing  it.   clenching  her  jaw,  she  tried  to  suppress  any  sight  of  discomfort,  weakness,  and  she  began  again,  notes  stumbling  through  unwavering  (and  probably  unwelcomed  )  pride.      yet,  she  could  barely  finish  the  piece  she  was  meant  to  practice  for  tonight  as   another  wave  of  nausea  flooded  her  vision,  causing  her  to  gag.   “  i  am  not  taking  any  requests.  ”  she  cleared  her  throat  through  the  embarrassment,  twisting  her  expression  back  into  nonchalance.