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alessiathepirate · 11 months

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Resident Evil 4

CLUELESS: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Five times they were sure they weren't dating and one time they weren't. OR: Luis, Ashley, Ada and Krauser having enough of how oblivious and clueless they are about their feelings.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

Warnings: swearing, violence, my Spanish (if I used something in the wrong context please feel free to tell me so I can improve), Luis being the number one fanboy and Ashley being best girl

•••

Prince Charming and his señorita

"Tell me señorita, are you and Prince Charming a thing?"

She looked up at Luis with furrowed eyebrows, her face full of confusion. She examined his gestures and the way the muscles around his mouth moved, forming a small, knowing smirk.

"Why? You want to take me out on a date or something?" she asked, quickly falling for the assumption that all Luis wants is to know if she's single so he can continue his flirting, hoping the one liners will magically work.

But then again, she thought, he'd still do it without remorse.

So what does he really want with that question?

"I'd love to cariño, but not with a señorita who's already taken."

"I'm not. Do whatever you want with that information."

She turned away from him, continuing her search through the small villa in hopes of some extra ammunition. She opened a drawer, but found nothing other than some old photos.

"I don't believe you, cariño." Luis said, suddenly breaking the silence.

She slammed the drawer shut in frustration and looked at him, trying to keep her cool and not get annoyed at his antics. She took a deep breath to calm herself down.

She should've gotten used to his teasing by now, but it was impossible to do so. He always found something to talk about, question her about and annoy her about. And now that she was afraid her partner and the president's daughter got hurt in some way after they got seperated, Luis's teasing just crossed a line.

"Look, 'cariño', I don't know why you have to annoy me with literally everything all the time, but I'd appreciate it if you stopped." she pleaded slowly, hoping he'll just stop.

"Oh, there's nothing to feel ashamed of, mi vida. Love is a beautiful and natural thing." he continued on, as he leaned against the wall, looking at her with pure naught. "Besides, I'm sure our Yanqui feels the same way... Deep in love, you know, I'm sure it sounds familiar."

She turned away, this time to hide the slight blush that appeared on her face. Thinking about Leon like that made her stomach feel like it's doing acrobatics.

"No one looks at another person like that without being in love. And our Leon looks at you like tu eres todo su mundo."

She turned to look at him quickly, wanting to ask what he meant when he said that - and when Luis noticed her pink cheeks he just smirked.

"Aw, look at that blush! You for sure look you're not in love cariño."

"Shut up!"

"Really? You want me to? How will you let him know your feelings without my advice, ey?"

"Like I'd take your advice."

"I'm not saying you have to," Luis started to explain himself. "I'm just saying I'm your best option."

She just rolled her eyes shamelessly, but Luis didn't seem to care.

"Now- with a boy like our Leon, the best thing you can do in your situation is to make him j-"

She'll never know what he really wanted to say, because in the next second loud noises were coming from outside and both of them ran to the nearest window to figure out what was going on. The moment she realized Leon and Ashley were running towards their hideout as hoards of Spanish undead were chasing them and shouting at them, she ran towards the door, opening it without thinking twice.

"This way!" she shouted.

Ashley was the first to arrive and she gave her a short hug as she waited for Leon to get inside. When they were finally able to close the door behind themselves, she felt two strong arms quickly wrapping themselves around her shoulders and waist, and the next thing she knew she was hugging Leon like there was no tomorrow.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course I am."

"You sure?"

And even if in the next moment Luis was stuck between the wall and a very upset Leon Kennedy, he still sent a smirk her way, as if he'd say: "Sure, princesa, you two are just business partners with heart shaped eyes."

•••

The way they act around each other

"Can I ask you something?" Ashley asked as she was sitting on top of a barrel, dangling her feet as she watched Leon at the shooting range.

"Of course."

"This may sound a little weird, but- are you and Leon dating?"

She turned to look at Ashley as if she just grew another head - what in their situation was quite likely to happen.

"Excuse me?"

"Are you in a relationship with him?" Ashley asked again, examining the ways her expression changed as she waited for an answer.

"I understood what you meant the first time, it's just- what makes you think that?"

"The way you act around each other." Ashley started to explain as she looked back at Leon, who shot a cutout of a pirate in the head. "He always makes sure you're okay and you always check if he has any new bruises."

She leaned against the barrel Ashley was sitting on as she looked at the man they were talking about as well. She watched as his muscles tensed up a bit everytime he pulled the trigger, she watched as he bit his lip in concentration when the target was further away and she watched as his eyes followed the bullet's movement. She bit her lip as her heartbeat got quicker at both the sight and thought - the thought that every single person in Spain seems to think they are dating.

"I care about him."

"That's all?"

"That's all."

"He seems like a great guy."

"He is a great guy." she said, knowing she's saying the truth. Whoever Leon'll date in the future - that girl will for sure be a lucky girl.

She couldn't help but giggle as Leon turned towards them with a satisfied little smile, being proud of himself that he just beat his own highscore.

"Do you think you can beat me?"

"Oh, it's on!" she smirked, accepting the challenge.

She ran up to the shooting range, leaving a confused, but happy Ashley behind. She could literally feel her gaze on them and she could heard her thoughts saying: "They are really cute!" - she shook her head, getting those thoughts out of her head. She needs to focus if she wants to win.

"Handgun?"

"Handgun."

Leon smiled as he put his hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeez, causing her to almost choke on her own saliva.

"Let's see what you can do."

As she rose her gun she could hear Ashley saying "Leon, can I ask you about something?". She missed the first shot when Ashley asked "Are you two dating?", because her heart skipped a beat and beacuse she had to force herself not to look at Leon's expression.

•••

She should keep her boyfriend on a leash

"You should keep your boyfriend on a leash." she immediatelly stopped what she was doing when she heard the very familiar voice of Ada Wong, the woman who was there the night her life became horrific. "He likes to get himself in trouble."

"He's not my boyfriend." she said her voice becoming higher from the annoyance. "And I'm sure he can make his own decisions."

"He clearly can't if you're still not together." she heard the noises of high heels meeting with the wooden floor from behind her and she was sure Ada was walking towards her.

"Where are they?"

" 'They?' " Ada asked and she hated how her voice was full of pride, meaning she knows more than she does. "They got separeted half an hour ago, so now Leon is looking for the both of you."

She turned around, looking at Ada's features hoping they'll give her an explanation to what's going on. But she couldn't read anything off of her face, it was stone cold with a bit of teasing naught.

"So what, you gave Leon a surprise visit as well?"

"No need to get jealous, he didn't give me the welcome I expected."

"What can you expect in a situation like ours?"

She didn't get an answer to her question.

"Leave the girl and get out of here as soon as you can. So maybe you two can finally go on a date." she almost shouted out in frustration, but stopped herself from doing so just in time. "But please, be brave enough to make the first move, because he won't."

For the first time since forever she became speechless and didn't even think about shooting Ada in the leg when she climbed out of the window.

•••

La misión

She almost punched Luis in the face when he touched her shoulder, scaring her and causing her well trained reflexes to react. She stopped just in time, missing his cheekbone by a thread.

"Jesus Christ!"

"Just Luis, mi amor."

"Do you want to die or something?" she asked, not knowing if she meant it as a threat or as a free life lesson.

"Not really, cariño." he answered as she let go of him and took a few steps backwards. "Now tell me, how is la misión going?"

"What mission? Ashley is fine with Leon-"

"I meant our mission, princesa, how are things going with Leon?"

"Oh my God, why do you hate me so much?" she whispered the poetic question as she hid her face in her palms.

"Any success with the confession yet?"

"Can we just stop talking about my love life?"

"Not really, cariño, since we only share this mission together. After that you're on your own."

She chose not to answer and decided to take a look at her surroundings. The other door was locked, she checked it just before Luis arrived, so she had to find another way around the castle if she wanted to reunite with Ashley and Leon. God, she really hoped they are okay, there are some strong enemies around here.

Five seconds. She left Luis unsupervised for five seconds while she walked up to a window deep in thoughts, and Luis has already gotten bored. And in his boredom he decided to give Leon a call.

"Luis, where are you?" she could hear Leon's slightly annoyed voice through the trasmitter.

"Sorry I, uh, I screwed up." he started in a quite serious tone, but then glanced at her and smiled. "Come to our rescue Prince Charming!"

"I'll show you charming!" she almost laughed at his anger. "Wait, what do you mean 'our'?"

Luis turned the transmitter towards her, so Leon could get a clear view of her standing in front of the window. She just furrowed her eyebrows, having enough of both Luis and the situation.

Leon looked both frustrated and confused as he looked at her. She sent a smile his way.

"I met up with your señorita, Sancho. We might as well continue our adventure together, sí?" he turned the machine away from her. "Meet us in the Ballroom and don't be late! Or I'll be the one asking her for a dance! Nos vemos!"

As she looked at the man acting like a child, the only thought she had was: "I should've punched him straight in the jaw."

•••

The rookie kept his girl scout around

"I see you kept your girlfriend around, rookie."

That was the last fucking straw. The last fucking person she wanted to hear that sentence from. If Leon doesn't grab her hand, she would've shot Krauser in the face - and it's not like she's stupid. She knows it wouldn't kill him, but she'd enjoy the feeling of looking at the damaged muscles on his face.

Luis should be the one teasing them. He should be the one walking with them, telling them every five seconds how cute they are and how beautiful amor is. Not that asshole...

She wanted to shout at him, scream at him in anger and sadness, but Leon's grip on her stopped her in that as well. She looked at his face, questioning why he's holding her back when Krauser killed Luis in cold blood for absolutely nothing...

"Don't let him get in your head..." was all he said, as he kept a firm hold on her and they started to walk among the ruins.

"Oh, you're worried about the girl, is that it?" Krauser asked as he played with the knife in his hands. "No, I don't think that's it. I think you're worried about another girl, am I right? You're worried about your girlfriend even though she went through the same training as you. But that's just like you. You always had poor judgment."

She saw how Leon's jaw tightened and it was her turn to keep a firm hold on him, not letting him fall apart.

"But if you think I'm gonna let you out of here alive... you're even more naive than I thought." she was pushed to Leon's other side, further away from Krauser. "You can't save her. You can't save anyone."

She could feel the tension in his body grow and in a last hopeful chance to calm him down she said: "Come on, Leon. 'Don't let him get in your head.' "

"Or do you think you can save the girl scout?" for a short second their gaze met and she wished she could spit at him from this distance. "We both know she wasn't the best in hand-to-hand combat."

"Give it up, Krauser!" Leon acted on his anger so suddenly, that her heartbeat quickened from the sudden fear. "Being a lackey for these maniacs won't bring your men back. And what the Hell for? Revenge on the goverment? You think they would want that?"

She could feel the cold running through her back, the feeling of close danger sharpened her senses. She kept her gaze on Krauser, not daring to blink, afraid that she'll miss the first attack.

"Revenge? You think I'm doing all this for revenge?"

"Isn't that what this is all about?"

She stopped listening to what Krauser was saying and rather focused on his body language. She saw how with every word he says out loud his shoulders become more tense. Some kind of slight anger was about to overtake him.

So what? Let it. She's always liked to fight him when he was pissed off, because then he made more mistakes.

"You know," she started. "you were always an asshole. At least you were a honored one in the past... now, you're simply just an asshole."

She felt Leon's body tense up at her words and she realized he's afraid Krauser will hurt her.

"Enough reminiscing!" this time he couldn't hide his frustration. "Move out and draw fire, soldier!"

She reacted quickly, pulling Leon behind a broken column long before Krauser started to fire. As she sat there, she pulled out her handgun and then put her knife in her shoe. Knowing their ex-major, she'll need that more, but it's better to use that as a surprise.

"Next time, try not to piss him off."

She turned to Leon with a half smile. "What? You think only you can do that, rookie?"

"Stop it!"

"Come on!" she teased with a small smirk. "I know you love it when that name is coming from me."

Leon couldn't hide how his mouth wanted to form a smile. "I let you call me that. Now let's go and kick his ass!"

"Oh, I feel honored!" she said as she got to her knees and shot her first bullet from behind the column.

•••

Fear makes your heart feel full

She felt like her heart stopped beating for a few moments when Leon fell to the ground and it didn't take more than half a second for her to join him on the floor. She landed on her knees as she pressed one of her hands to her chest tightly, still feeling the pain the machine caused as it removed the plaga. The fear that flooded her mind made her numb, her breathing became heavy as she looked up at Ashley and asked her to help her get him up in the medical chair, so they can get the plaga out of him as well.

And now as she sat next to him, holding his hand as she waited for him to wake up she felt like nothing else matters. She won't take a single fucking step without him.

"He'll be fine. I'm sure of it." Ashley said who has found a chair close to them.

"I know." she muttered and she had to swallow, because her mouth felt dry. "I know he will, I'm just- worried about him."

She examined his features, looked him up and down to make sure he's okay - and when she realized he seems calm and relaxed, she felt like she can breath again. Only moments ago he was in pain. She could see it on his face, the way the muscles around his eyes and nose moved... But not anymore. Now he seems to feel better. His cheeks aren't red and the black veins disappeared as well.

"Ashley?"

"Yes?"

"When- when you thought we were dating... You spoke about this, didn't you? How we take care of each other..." she felt her heartbeat quicken as she muttered the last few words.

"Yes, this is what I was talking about."

She looked at Leon again, feeling the pure need to hug him and keep him close so she could feel the heat radiating off of him and feel the way his body is moving with every small breath.

"I don't think I'd be able to feel like this about anyone else... Not even in a relationship."

She could see the soft smile on Ashley's face and for a moment she saw the both of them in a café back in the USA, talking and laughing about nothing at all.

"He's not just a friend, is he?"

"I don't know. Luis said he looks at me like 'tu eres todo su mundo'. Like 'you're his whole world'."

"I can see what he meant by that." for a moment the atmosphere became sad - Luis was still a new loss and a fresh wound, and with that a still present regret. She should've been more playful instead of being an asshole. "That's how you look at Leon everytime we're at the shooting range."

"He looks good at the shooting range." she said without thinking, feeling her cheeks become red soon after.

"You know, it's hard to find a normal guy these days. I'm happy you found each other."

"So you don't have a nice guy in a suit waiting for you at home?" she asked teasingly.

"No. Not really."

"Well I'm sure we can say that after this messed up adventure you won't need one. You'll look after yourself just fine and you'll have time to find that nice guy." she smiled at Ashley who felt more like a friend by now than the president's daughter.

In the next second Leon's hand moved in her hold and she almost fell off the chair. She stood up instead of staying there and she tightened her hold on him.

"Jesus Christ, Leon!" she spoke up, her voice full of both worry and happiness as she looked down at him. "You pull an act like that again and you'll burry me the next time you wake up."

He opened his eyes, the blue irises full of confusion as he looked up at her while he tried to get used to the light.

"The plaga..."

"We removed it." she said, not letting him finish his sentence. "There's no need to worry about that anymore."

She noticed that Ashley walked further away from them, giving them some privacy even if there wasn't another room to go to. Then her gaze was back on Leon again as she slowly let go of his hand.

"You removed it?"

"Yeah, we did." she smiled at him, feeling like her heart is full - full of so many emotions she doesn't know what to feel. "God, I was so worried about you."

"It's fine, I'm fine. Thanks to you."

They smiled at the other with one of those small, shy smiles what paints everyones cheeks pink.

"Can you stand up?"

"Sure, don't worry about that."

But he couldn't stand up. His legs gave up halfway and if she's not there he would've landed on the ground again.

"Careful. You have to take care of yourself." she scolded him as she helped him up, but didn't take a step away from him even when he was standing with a straight back. She craved the closeness more than anything.

"I'm not the priority here."

"Of course you are! To me you fucking are!" the frustration and worry spoke from her without regret and now that she said that out loud, her breathing became heavy.

"Good to know we feel the same about each other."

They didn't speak for a moment and she couldn't do so even if she tried to, because Leon's right hand gently touched her right cheek; his thumb brushing along the angry red cut she got from Krauser's knife.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It never did."

"Such a liar." Leon laughed as he let go of her face.

"But you love me like that."

"Damn right I do."

For a few seconds she forgot how to breath and her chest started to ache, ache from all the bottled up emotions and the realization that he said that out loud. He said that out loud. Her eyes started to sting - God, she's such a weak girl, just like Krauser said in the past; crying over the things she shouldn't cry over...

"You do? You-" she took a deep breath before she continued. "You love me?"

The silence set in again, neither of them daring to speak up. She noticed how Leon shied away from her gaze and how her own heartbeat became dangerously fast.

"Of course he does!" Ashley's voice came so suddenly that she flinched, getting closer to her partner, because she forgot Ashley was still in the room with them. "And if he doesn't take you out on a date when we get back home..."

No one said anything else about that. Leon just pressed a kiss to her forehead, almost giving her a heart attack whille he did so.

"Let's get out of here, yeah? So we can go out on a date..."

She didn't miss Ashley's quiet 'Finally' after they parted. She couldn't miss it even if she tried to.

As they got ready to leave, she noticed that her heart feels full. Full of love, love to give and accept. After all, love is a beautiful and natural thing and she for sure won't be afraid to look at Leon like he's her mundo entero. Not anymore.

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ghxstlike · 7 months

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i love loving you

leon kennedy x reader content/warnings: petnames (baby), leon being awkward, leon antics, awkward flirting, teasing, cigarette mention, leon’s music taste, anxiety mention, nightmare mention. authors note: i am down bad for this man. he is rotting my brain and i am very okay with it. these are personal headcanons :)

leon's smile always starts out as a smirk. it's very cute.

always has a hand on you. around your shoulders, holding your hand, lightly gripping your thigh. he wants other people to know that you're taken- you're his.

he is a slightly possessive and jealous man. if someone is flirting with you, his eyes are narrowed at the person who is way too close to you, and his leg is bouncing with anxiety.

sooner or later, he saunters over to the two of you and wraps an arm around your shoulders.

"hey, baby," he whispers in your ear, but it was loud enough for the person in front of you to hear. you shiver, slightly leaning into leon's embrace.

when you first met leon, you were immediately attracted to him. so, of course, you started to flirt with him.

though, he isn't dumb. he knew you were flirting with him (he was flirting back, after all). he teased you for it, obviously.

"are you flirting with me?" he says with a smirk. leon leaned down to get closer to your face, tilting his head.

people say that leon is a flirting machine and is good with women. no he is not.

i mean, yes, he does flirt a lot, but he is not good with women at all.

you found it very charming and cute when he asked you out. a huge smile was plastered on your face, staring at the nervous man in front of you.

“i- hm, i was just- fuck. i was wondering if you, i dunno,” he clears his throat. his face is slightly pink, but he thinks that his face is a deep red by how hot his body feels. “do you want to go get dinner with me sometime?” he manages to get out. he sighs out of relief- he did it. he feels a drop of sweat roll down his temple onto his cheek, shoving his clammy hands into his jean pockets.

of course, you said yes. i mean, who wouldn’t?

y’all aren’t gonna like this, but he definitely smokes cigarettes.

i mean c’mon, he was born in 1977. though, he didn’t willingly start smoking. his friends in high-school peer pressured him.

he tried to stop smoking before his first day at rpd, but it failed miserably. he felt antsy and he was more on edge- angry. he hated that he got easily frustrated with people. he’ll try again someday.

he smells like cigarette smoke and leather. occasionally he smells like coconut & patchouli (his cologne).

always has a stress toy with him. i like to think he wears a fidget ring on his middle finger or thumb. playing with a stress ball or twirling a pen makes him more focused and calm.

bites the inside of his cheek when he’s deep in thought. he doesn’t even notice that he’s doing it, it just happens.

his music taste is decent!

he doesn’t listen to the radio, thinks 2010 music is trash and it’s annoying.

it’s mostly a combination between 90s alt & grunge and early 2000’s rock. his favorite band is radiohead.

always gives eye contact. never looks away when you're talking, especially when you're talking about your long day at work or something you're passionate about.

as we all may know, he's bad at communicating his feelings. you can tell he's getting better with it, but it's still a challenge for him.

he never talks about raccoon city. you only found out about this from overhearing a conversation he had with claire. you brought it up one time, but he fell silent and never looked up at you. ever since then, you never talked about it with him.

mans suffers with frequent nightmares, so obviously he never sleeps. when he's with you though, he doesn't have any nightmares. so, he stays up until you're ready for bed.

when you're out late, he's waiting for you in bed.

leon loves to get his hair played with. he loves the feeling of your nails lightly scratching his scalp.

if you take meds, he always reminds you to take them. he also watches you take them, just in case.

leon always wants the best for you. he just loves you, so so much.

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ch3rryfunk · 1 year

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Hello!

I just wanted to say that I just found your account, and I'm OBSESSED. I love everything about it!

Personally, I'm in love with Leon, but I can't help but get butterflies about Luis. Could you write some headcanons about having a strong relationship with Leon but getting along with Luis? Maybe Leon being jealous? I would just die if those two fought over me.

Thank you so so much! Sending love.

Jealousy (ft Luis Serra)

oh my god THANK YOU SO MUCH MY LOVE!!! I appreciate it so so much, i’m so glad you like it! 😭 i feel u theyre so cute i just wanna kiss them both assjdk;hadk

afab reader for this one!

☆*:.｡.

★ Working with your boyfriend, Leon, was amazing. You were the perfect team. Nothing ever got past you.

★ Both of you got assigned a mission to save the president's daughter. You just had to go to a small town in Spain, rescue her and come back. Easy-peasy, right?

★ God forbid a funny, gorgeous, silly little man unexpectedly teamed up with you.

★ Because that’s precisely what happened.

★ “Hey, who’s this lovely señorita? Trying to steal the ladies’ man title from me, amigo. I see.” Luis Serra was a charming man, he was funny and a little too chatty. “Hadn’t seen you before, encantado.”

★ Luis knew how to attract a lady, that’s for sure. He was very attentive. Sometimes, he’d disappear for a few minutes and come back with more ammo just for you.

★ “Hola señorita, look at what I- aaah! don’t shoot! It’s just me, the handsome one!”

★ He’s a master at telling corny jokes. It was already hard enough keeping a low profile in that forsaken village, but he still had you giggling every two minutes.

★ Perhaps his presence was starting to irk Leon a little. Luis was helpful, but did he really have to get so close to you?

★ Leon was a great boyfriend. The perfect one, even. He was loving, protective, and not the type of man to get jealous, you both knew that.

★ But maybe the chatty man had been too flirty to you, or so Leon thought.

★ Luis loved to flirt, it’s in his nature. He flirted with everyone. (Even Leon but he was too annoyed to notice.)

★ “Alright, that’s enough. We need to find the key to this door.” It was so easy to tell when something (or someone) annoyed Leon, and Luis’ flirting started to get on his nerves.

★ Leon had also been painfully quiet for the last forty minutes.

★ He was mentally rolling his eyes at Luis’ jokes though.

★ You felt the tension rise when Luis left to find the key, and you were left alone with your boyfriend inside a cabin.

★ “I’m surprised Luis didn’t ask you to go with him. Can’t stand being away from you for a minute, can he?” And suddenly, it all clicked. Leon was jealous.

★ It caught you off guard. As mentioned before, you had never seen him get jealous or even slightly annoyed at someone for stealing your attention. But boy, oh boy, was it cute.

★ “Guess so, why? Are you...jealous, Kennedy?”

★ “Yes- No. What? Of course not. We don’t have time for this! We-We need to find Ashley! I’m not-” He was a mess. He was jealous. He was so jealous.

★“Right, let’s clear that up.”

★ Luckily, you knew one of Leon's weaknesses was unexpected kisses. So you pulled him in and gave him a nice, long kiss to reassure him he had nothing to worry about. You loved him and only him.

★ oh, how that worked. He got flustered as his cheeks turned red and avoided your gaze for a few seconds.

★ “Clear enough? Let’s go, amigo.”

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i’m sorry for taking so long!! And for making it short 😭 i hope you like it!

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ceruleanwhore · 6 months

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People have talked about how a lot of the Ikemen games give all the suitors pets, so I thought I’d make a post of what pets I think the ikepri guys would have.

WARNING: there’s a spoiler about Gilbert at the end, but the kind where you’d probably have to look something up to know what it is. Take that as you will.

Jin would absolutely have a small monkey that he’d wear on his shoulder into town as another way to pick up women. I could also see him training said monkey to steal little things from particular people he points out both as a way to get stuff from people for like his job but also as another, more contrived way to get women to talk to him. Think about it: Jin having his pet monkey steal a beautiful woman’s scarf so she has to chase it back to him and then he pretends to be surprised and disappointed that his pet did that and returns the object to its owner who now is falling for his charm and starting to think that maybe the monkey isn’t so bad.

Chevalier would have a cat because, as Sebastian from Black Butler once said, they do not say useless things or do them, plus they tend to be independent, clean, and kill vermin. He’d manage to find a cat that’s pretty much silent and never meows and also is fairly independent so, aside from occasionally curling up on Chev’s lap (silently) while he’s reading, it doesn’t require much from him.

Clavis would get a loud, messy dog like a rat terrier or a hound that he would deliberately not train to get rid of those typically undesirable behaviors because he likes the chaos and it annoys Chev and Sariel.

Leon would have a peregrine falcon. In older times, like the sort of time period ikepri is set in, there was a hierarchy of which birds of prey guys could have depending on what their title was as royalty or nobility, and princes got peregrines, so I think that’s appropriate.

Yves would have some kind of bird, I’m thinking a rosy-faced lovebird. I could see it being a gift one of his brothers brought back for him from another country where they’re native, since it seemed that Yves could use a friend.

Licht would have an Irish wolfhound that he’d take for very long walks every morning at some ungodly hour when normal people are asleep.

Nokto would have a ferret. Being as clever as he is, he’d do well with an equally clever pet, plus he’ll be able to properly care for it and train it. I could see him teaching his ferret a bunch of tricks, including sneaking into locked rooms and unlocking doors from the inside.

Luke would have a fucking badger. Idk it just makes sense to me.

Sariel wouldn’t have a pet of his own but, since the king’s death, he would take over the duties of caring for the late king’s gyrfalcon until a new king is chosen and that bird then goes to whoever Emma picks to be the next king. This is also coming from that bird hierarchy I mentioned with Leon.

Rio would have a bunny because it reminds him of Emma. He is a golden retriever, so it wouldn’t make sense for him to then get a dog, but something that reminds him of his beloved Emma makes sense for him. He’d ‘joke’ about how it’s to keep him company while she’s at work and how he pretends it’s her and they have long conversations or whatever.

Silvio would have something really small and cute like a stoat that’s like the dead opposite of Silvio. He would’ve rescued it somehow and from there he’s just really attached to it and protective of it.

Keith would be really fond of the fish in the pond at the Jade palace and that’s as close as he gets to having a pet because he’s a sad boi who doesn’t trust himself not to hurt the things and people he loves.

Gilbert would have a golden eagle (more of that bird stuff) and he would 1000% keep that secret from anyone outside the Obsidian royal palace, because it’s a giveaway of who he really is. Also, I feel like he would actually have a close relationship with his bird, plus I do think rather than using the bird for hunting like actual royalty did, he would use it to intimidate people and also to send messages occasionally.

#ikemen prince #ikemen series #ikepri #cybird #cybird ikemen #jin grandet #chevalier michel #clavis lelouch #leon dompteur #yves kloss #licht klein #nokto klein #luke randolph #sariel noir #rio ortiz #valerio ricci #silvio ricci #keith howell #gilbert von obsidian

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mythicamagic · 1 year

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Ikemen Prince animal form musings

So I noticed a couple of people (myself included) were kinda disappointed that the 'Beast' aspect in Ikepris Beauty and the Beast theme was more a metaphor and not literal. None of the princes become beasts. Sooo I've had this idea in my head of what that might be like and came up with: The princes are cursed to turn into animal forms (the ones on their crests) every time night falls. It's a closely guarded secret within the palace but even then, rumours slip out. They become humans again every sunrise. Emma stumbles upon their secret by accident. (Something about the palace curse affects other visiting royalty too, so Gilbert, Silvio and Keith aren't spared from this)

Warning! Spoilers for Sariel and Rios routes below!:

Jin: Was affected by the curse the second he first returned to the palace as a child. He gripes to Leon that he's most annoyed by the fact that he can't enjoy late-night trysts and instead has to charm the ladies only by day. Privately, he enjoys the freedom of being able to fly in the sky. Many burdens seem to fall away the second his eagle form leaps into the air. He makes use of it by surveying suspicious activities on the border of their kingdom (but Jin has to watch the time carefully because otherwise he could be in hot water if he's not somewhere safe by sunrise). Has been known to return to the palace naked because he forgot to bring clothes when flying around at night. Emma is naturally surprised to discover the palace secret but despite some initial wariness, is quick to stroke Jin's feathers. Palace servants witness her walking through the gardens with Jin perched on her arm, quietly speaking with him. In eagle form, Jin (and his brothers) can speak to her telepathically. He's been known to nuzzle up to her chest no matter the species.

Chevalier: A friggin tiger? Meh it's no issue to Chevalier. He's exactly the same in this form, down to reading in the library (though he has to be very careful about the claws). He and Licht are the only known princes that have killed their enemies at night. The brutal way this white tiger ripped their throats out, left witnesses enormously scared of him. It's quite common to see Tiger!Chevalier return from the rose gardens with the blood of assassins staining his mouth and snowy white coat. This is how Emma first sees him. She's frightened beyond belief. Those cold blue eyes instantly make her think of Chevalier however, and she recognises who the tiger actually is before being told by Sariel the next day. Emma is equally startled to find the tiger casually reading in the library. After a lot of slow burn, Emma grows more and more comfortable with being around his tiger form. They get to the point where she notices how awkward it is for him to handle books (nudging the pages to turn with his tail) and joins him, offering to hold his book and turn the pages. Soon they're reading together every night, Chevalier quietly but protectively wrapped around her. Instead of flicking her forehead as he does as a human, he swats her nose with his tail.

Clavis: He's no less a prankster in his snow leopard form and none of the palace staff are afraid of him. Of course, he's DELIGHTED to use it to mess with Emma, a newcomer to the secret. This results in a lot of screaming and pouncing. He also uses his form to terrorise Yves whenever he can. Later on once they've grown more comfortable, Emma pets his fur absentmindedly and they're both startled to hear a rumbling purr sound out in response.

"Did you just-"

"Nope!"

He's very good at sticking close to the shadows when necessary and gathers intel almost as effectively as Nokto.

Leon: Isn't too concerned with becoming a lion, honestly. He mostly hangs out with his faction when the sun goes down. Despite his smile however, people often see him stalking the perimeter of the palace grounds at night as if instinctively restless. Emma is initially shocked and afraid at seeing a LION inside the palace but once he's explained everything to her, she grows more comfortable around this form. It's not unusual to see her cuddled up with a book, resting against his dark mane.

Yves: He's a housecat and takes good care of his coat thank you very much. He's more inconspicuous than the other princes as his form is small and he looks like a normal (albeit very groomed) cat. This can make him feel equal parts vulnerable and liberated. He sometimes roams the town at night, observing everyone quietly. Is often seen sitting on Lichts back. When Emma first joins the palace she can feel eyes on her almost always. She pinpoints the source as a badly hidden cat, who peers at her from behind pillars and hisses when she gets too close. The cat reminds her of Yves. Eventually, she feels super happy at being able to (finally) pet the grumpy kitty. Yves unintentionally grumbles telepathically- and that's how Emma finds out the truth. Later on, Yves curls up on her lap while she reads, petting him. Sometimes she gently squishes his paw pads.

Licht: A lone wolf no matter the time of day. His form doesn't make much of an impact on his life- but it does make him sad that he can't visit the stables at night because his wolf look freaks the horses out. Sometimes he can't help but howl at the moon, singing of his sorrows (a fox hiding in the gardens his silent witness). Like Chevalier, he has killed men in this form and knows the taste of blood. Sometimes he can be seen limping due to wounds. Emma is startled and wary of him at first, but after being told the situation by Sariel, tries to coax Wolf!Licht into coming closer. It's obvious a human has never touched him before and Licht is stiff and nervous the first time she pets him, but he soon collapses into her hands and embrace, incredibly touch-starved. Emma strokes the lines of scars she finds hidden beneath his fur.

Nokto: Makes use of his fox form by eavesdropping on conversations both outside and inside the palace. He's slippery and elusive, always listening and watching for Intel. Oftentimes people dont ever realise he's there, including some of his brothers. He finds his form very convenient, but it makes things difficult when it comes to seducing noble women as a human because he has to go about gathering their secrets by day. Emma catches a glimpse of a grey fox outside her window and a couple of times in the garden before calling out to it, inviting it over with some food. Nokto is quick to break the act and tease her for it.

"You want to feed me by hand? I always knew you were a naughty girl."

After discovering the truth, Emma doesn't treat him much differently to when he's a man, still a little wary of his cunning. They grow closer and she wakes during the night, having fallen asleep in Noktos room. She's startled to find him dozing nearby, having finally let down his guard- his soft fur tickling her cheek. Emma carefully holds him closer and returns to slumber.

Luke: Is very confused by the curse, as its super new to him, having only joined the palace recently. He supposes it explains the obsession with honey. Ah well. He shrugs it off and lazes in the rose garden either way. Emma shrieks at finding a BEAR in the garden but Luke is just as freaked out about being screamed at. Once Emma realises how uh- animated and awkward the large bear acts, she suspects weirdness. Luke tells her everything telepathically and since she notices how uncomfortable her fear has made Luke, she tries her best to become familiar with his alternate look. Luke is very happy to sling her onto his back in Bear form and walk around carrying her.

Sariel: Was very confused when he first arrived at the palace, turning into a black mamba snake. After learning of the curse from his Majesty, Sariel suspected he might be a bastard child of the King, but his tattoo proved otherwise, pointing him to a different kingdom. Because of this, he strongly dissuaded other princes from neighbouring countries from ever visiting Rhodolites palace, just in case they were inflicted with the curse too (and sadly his fears proved real when the Jade, Obsidian and Benitoite princes came to visit and turned into animals at night). As a snake, Sariel doesn't stop working, flipping through books via his tail. He has sought out possible solutions and answers on how to break the curse but found nothing. After telling Emma about the secret, he often loops himself around her shoulders, allowing her to carry him. He's right there in her ear as she studies, instructing her carefully. Emma was initially intimidated but comes to think of him as an unobtrusive presence, happy to carry him around on her shoulders. Occasionally she might shiver at the glide of scales on her nape or the flick of his tongue at her ear - something he chuckles about.

Rio: The second he transformed into a beagle at night, Sariel suspected his true origins. As a dog, Rios disposition doesn't change much. He happily bounds around Emma's legs and they're both very surprised by the curse but it doesn't affect their relationship much initially. Emma starts scratching his ears and petting him though, something that begins to break their friendship as Emma discovers her feelings for him.

Gilbert: Finds it endlessly amusing and intriguing to have been turned into an animal the second he visited Rhodolite. My, my. He could make a lot of use of this knowledge and how potentially vulnerable it leaves the princes, hehe. He agrees to a vow of secrecy impressed upon him by Sariel but its all very surface level. He fully intends to use it in some way to his advantage. He's equally happy about using his black tiger form to intimidate Emma but luckily she's already been brought up to speed by Sariel and the Rhodolite princes about the curse so she's somewhat prepared. Nonetheless, it doesn't make her any less terrified when Gilbert pins her down beneath his claws and brings his teeth to her throat, tail twitching like he might bite down at any moment. Their cat and mouse game begins.

Keith: Well this is a predicament. He's more nervous than anything- worried about how this might affect his kingdom. His sharp tounged assistant is quick to bully him about it. How on earth did he even become a stag?? After hearing about the curse from Sariel, Keith finds solace and a degree of peace at night by hanging out with Yves and Licht. It's all very strange but he tries not to make a nuisance of himself. However his large antlers are a recipe for disaster and he's often causing accidents or getting stuck in doorways because of them. This is how Emma finds him. After wrestling him free, she assures Keith that the curse isn't something he did wrong. They quickly become greater friends and hang out together often at night. Emma ties ribbons and blossoms to his antlers to make them look pretty, something that flusters him. Emma starts to notice however that sometimes his personality changes, and those antlers of his seem just a little sharper...

Silvio: What the FUCK is going on, hah?! He's got business to conduct he can't be doing that as some mutt!! He's pissed. He's the most pissed out of everyone about this. What's worse is that even when he leaves Rhodolite to try to get away from the curse, he's stuck with it even in his home country. As a Dalmatian he keeps his attitude- and unlike the happy puppy dog beagle, Silvio growls and barks often. Emma finds him no less annoying, and it's somehow more humiliating - having to be at the beck and call of a bad-tempered dog. She begins to notice the toll it takes on him emotionally though and at some point reaches out to stroke his neck. Silvio freezes up, the necklaces he wears jangling with the force of his startle. If he were human he'd be blushing. After this, he's more liberal about draping himself over her lap as a dalmatian, becoming deadweight as he demands her attention.

#ikemen series #ikemen prince #ikepri #jin ikepri #chevalier michel #clavis lelouch #yves kloss #Licht ikemen prince #ikemen prince nokto #silvio ricci #ikemen gilbert #keith howell #leon dompteur

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illmetkismet · 3 months

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I neeeed to know what made you drawn to serennedy? Besides them being super adorable together ofc

Detailsssss?

God, it's so much.... It's the Prince Charming of it all, the way Luis is so flirty and Leon is so annoyed, the way Luis needs someone to trust him, the way Leon needs someone to trust. It's the way Luis sees this sad beautiful man and immediately superimposes his romantic knight story narrative over their interactions, and the way Leon grudgingly humours him. It's Luis' exuberant interjections during their shared fights, how when he's there things seem less bleak - to the player, sure, but by extension to Leon as well.

That's what drew me to them, the way having Luis there brings out something in Leon. Luis gets under his skin - in an annoying way at first, but as their paths continue to cross you can see Leon beginning to like him, to wonder about him, to get answers he doesn't like and to reconcile himself to them. They talk. They share a burning desire for things to be different, for a chance at a better future than the horrors roiling in their pasts.

It's the "Whew, I got a little too into that!" at the shooting range. It's the way Luis leans back and crosses his legs and cocks his hip and tilts his head and shoots Leon the filthiest look. What else am I supposed to do with that but ship it??

It's-- Man, it's Leon lighting Luis' final cigarette. They might as well have had sex on screen, that's how intimate and tender that was. It's Leon squeezing Luis' hand when he's already dead. It's-- What if they had half a chance?

And all of that is just the tip of the iceberg, pal! I'm unwell about them and I have been since the moment Leon ripped the packing tape from Luis' mouth. Thanks for asking!!

#luis serra #leon kennedy #serennedy #resident evil #ask

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lipglossanon · 5 months

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i can’t stop thinking abt mean step brother leon taking your first kiss…. he’d be so cocky about it. like,,,,, he would probably corner you and be a little annoying to the point of mild frustration— the usual bickering ensues of course. but then the next snippy remark you have ready to go would die on your tongue, because leon’s too busy staring at your lips

…and then back up at your eyes— doing this once, twice, then suddenly- “you ever had your first kiss baby?” he asks, and oh how you practically melt into a puddle. you shake your head no, unable to utter a single word.

“hm… is that so?” he hums, warm palm cupping your cheek as his thumb traces across your bottom lip, “well then, maybe i should show you how the big kids do it, yeah? my pretty little sister just needs some guidance from her big brother, doesn’t she?”

AAAAAAAAHYGHDHDHFHDJF IM GOING FERAL !!!!!!

Anon, hi!!! 👋

I’ve been meaning to answer this and now I can 😭 lol

Mean stepbro Leon! 🥵He would shamelessly steal your first kiss!

He knows how to sweet talk when he needs to and in this case he is laying on the charm

And he doesn’t stop there! Of course not!

Cause now he’s not only taking your first kiss, he’s teaching you how to tongue kiss, how to make out with someone.. just the whole nine yards 😵‍💫

#ask box #anon #lipglossanon #lipglossanswers #stepcest #stepbro!leon s kennedy

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giacos12 · 1 year

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Nunca es suficiente {Luis x Fem! Reader}

Hey y'all! It's my first time posting on Tumblr so I hope this post goes well🙏I recently got back into Resident Evil again! I'm so happy with the RE4 remake and I'm happy that they did Luis justice! This is for all of my Luis Serra lovers!!!🫶

warnings: this is after the events of re4 (Luis lives! woohoo!), confessions, oblivious reader, just a bunch of fluff and a little bit of angst

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"C'mon, mi amor! You'll love the surprise. Don't be moody!" Luis smiled as he squeezed your face softly. It's been a few months after you guys left that hellhole, you would be lying if you said it was easy to forget about it. Everything that happened there is engraved in your mind, from everything that everyone said to every single detail of what everyone did. Talk about trauma, huh?

"Sorry, Luis... I'm just... Thinking." You sighed, your mind drifting off...

The only good thing to come out of that was Luis. Meeting him ignited something in you. He gave you hope, a reason. You couldn't pin point what exactly you were feeling, but you sure as hell knew it was strong. You cared deeply for the flirtatious man. That deep feeling of care grew deeper when you found him bleeding to his death with Leon.

The image of him with a cigarette in his mouth cracking jokes pops up occasionally. It haunts you. You look up at Luis who has nothing but love in his eyes for you. Too bad you were oblivious to how much he really loved you.

Luis crossed his arms, a little smirk on his face, "What's going on in the beautiful mind of yours, hmm? Are you thinking about yours truly?" A little laugh escaped your lips as you turned to face him. He always managed to make you smile.

You suddenly felt that feeling again. What the actual hell is that? It's not annoying per say... but it was annoying that you just simply didn't know why you were feeling it.

Luis grabbed your hand, flashing a charming smile, "Enough stalling! I spent a bunch of money on you today. How do you feel about becoming a princesa today?"

Cocking a brow you looked at him with a questioning look, "What do you have planned...? You didn't buy a castle, did you?" Luis let out a loud laugh, shaking his head in the process, "Ay, no! I wish I had that type of money. I would buy you the whole world..."

After a few more minutes of bickering, you finally decide to go with Luis to see what he had planned. Luis drove with a smile on his face, hands tapping on the wheel out of pure excitement. Watching him, a smile crept on your face.

"Estamos aqui! Don't worry, I'll get the door for you, Princesa." Luis opened his door and got out with one swift movement. Not a moment later, he opened the side of the door, a hand out helping you out of the car. Gosh, he was a true gentleman.

Luis winked at you before gesturing his hand towards the building in front of you two, "The surprise awaits inside. Let's go, Mi amor." You followed Luis into the building, "I don't understand... you bought a house?"

Walking inside the building, Luis laughs, "Very funny. No no, I rented out a hall for the day. and alsooo," he let's go of your hand and reaches for a bag on top of a table. He opens it, revealing a beautiful puffy dress, "I bought you a dress! Made for you, Princesa." It really did look like it was made for a princess...

You grabbed the dress, pure shock on your face. Luis did this... for you?

"Luis... I don't know what to say. What would possess you to even do this?" Luis gently lifted your face by your chin, smiling ever so gently at you,

"Remember back in Spain when I called you and Leon? I was in a ballroom. I asked you to come over so we could dance... and also for you both to save me."

You laughed at his last choice of words. You remember that moment ever so clearly. You couldn't believe Luis remembered that dance request.

Luis placed a gentle kiss on your hand before speaking, "Now... how about you change into that dress, Princesa. Let us dance like we've never danced before." With a smile plastered over your face, you went into a bathroom for privacy while Luis did the same. Both of you changing into something beautifully formal.

Luis waited for you patiently, slow dancing music already playing. Hearing clicking of heels, Luis turns his head towards it's direction. There you were. The princess. His princess.

"Dios mio... Look at you." His eyes never left you. You were so beautiful to him. "A true princesa." Wasting no time, he quickly walked up to you, grabbing one of your hands and sliding his free hand on your waist. He pulled you closer, already starting off the slow dance with you.

The two of you maintained eye contact with one another, nothing but love and admiration for one another. Luis' face inched closer and closer to yours. You closed your eyes, feeling his soft lips connect with yours.

The kiss was filled with so much passion and love. Luis embraced you, deepening the kiss. Longing for more.

You broke the kiss, looking up at him, finally knowing that feeling that was annoying you from time to time,

"This is what you meant by how I felt about becoming a princess, hm?" Luis chuckled, pecking your lips a few times before answering,

"I had to make sure that you wanted to be mi princesa before I made you mi reina"

#luis serra x reader #resident evil #resident evil 4 #re4 remake #luis serra

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geralts-yenn · 5 months

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2023 character wrapped

@deandoesthingstome knows too well I get a little obsessive over some characters - let's see if I can make it to nine (or if I can stop at nine 😁 a look onto my masterlist that's barely a year old tells me we will get there)

Here we go...

My no 1: No surprise here - Mikey

He's my precious silly boy and I will never stop loving him. As part of a family of lunatics here or here, as our best friend, or as the cute neighbor who steals the heart of Nina and Mel

2. Melot

I blame @raccoon-eyed-rebel for introducing me to the slutty lil' braid boy. Just look at that grumpy, miserable little guy. I can't help but thinking about how to make him feel better. That's why he gets the love from not only one but two lovely persons in my Hearts Too Big universe. He's still not quite happy as a vampire in Believe in Me, but I swear we'll get to it.

3. Syverson

Not much of a surprise - how could I not love him? He's the character I read the most this year, for sure. But I also loved to write him into my bonfire story and it's follow up. I was yearning for him and I imagined him as a daddy 🥰

4. Evan

Oh, he was a surprise for me. Even though I liked his character in the movie, I didn't intend to write for him. Until a lovely nonnie put him into my brain and started to fuel my obsession with him here, here and here.

5. Walter

The grumpy bear was always a favorite of me when it came to reading but I was a little scared to write him by myself. In the end, I'm quite happy with the outcome when I finally dared.

6. August Walker

Another one that I love but didn't dare to write. Until it was too tempting to add him as the vampire king in Believe in Me. And then those little pieces of smut here and here with the vampire king were surprisingly easy to write.

7. Napoleon Solo

I love the smooth spy. I had so much fun to pair him up with the lovely Amina and I totally plan to get back to Leon sometime in the future

8. Charles

I wish I had more time to explore his character. I love him so much - especially when he's put into a modern AU. I kinda did this to him as my sidekick for Melot. And I have a wip in my folders, sleeping for way too long, where he's the most annoying and yet adorable duke. I really hope I get to the point where I can introduce him to you.

That's everyone I have written for this year. But I surely don't stop here with obsessing

I won't count Geralt, Will and all the other characters of Henry Cavill because this post is already too long for anyone to read, lol.

But I surely have to count the man himself

9. Henry Cavill

Yes, I am obsessed with this man and I am not sorry! I guess I won't ever get back to the unfinished RPF that got me into writing at all but I will not stop loving the adorkable man that he is.

And then there are still some guys that don't look like Henry:

9. Dean Winchester

I had almost forgotten how much I loved him. Until I introduced the teenager to Supernatural and spent a lot of evenings this year watching that stupid little shit 😍

10. Billy Russo

One of my favorite roles for Ben. And so many good fics out there that I need to explore at some point.

11. Jack Reacher

Very recent addition to the hunks in my head. I love the new season and I'm definitely not immune to that man's visual charms.

I think I will stop here, even if I could name probably another 12...

@ellethespaceunicorn @peyton--warren @gummydummy19 @jvanilly @ronearoundblindly @ylva-syverson want to talk about your favorite characters?

#tag game #2023 character wrapped #Sorry #I know this is unhealty #but I love them all

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lxvenderdreamy · 11 months

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[🍊] heya :o) could I request Leon heavily flirting with his s/o- but then they get fed up with him and turn it around on him ifykwim

🍊When I first saw this I was so excited! Thank you for being my first request on this account and thank you for following the requesting rules!🍊

🍊~Leon Flirting with his S/O but it Gets Turned around~🍊

We all know how Leon is, I can say that he is a flirter and he uses his “Cool Guy” charm on you no matter if your in a relationship or not. That’s just how he is when he sees someone he has feelings for. But sometimes these flirtings can be a little…steamy. He loves to play around with you and tease you, thinking that you’ll get flustered when really your fed up with him.

“Are you good at maths because you add the bed, divide the legs and then you multiply” Leon said with a smirk on his face. You didn’t say anything, trying to ignore him. He was really getting on your nerves about this and he’s been doing this all day. You weren’t uncomfortable or anything, it was just plain annoying when he does the same crap. “I accidentally bought black bed sheets,you can help me make it white?” Leon spoke out another pickup line. This time, you gave him a side eye but then you looked away from him. This made Leon think he was onto something.

Leon thought that he had you in his trap. He thought that he had you in the palm of his hands. Now, all Leon had to do was say the most dirtiest pickup line he can manage that will make you red in the face. He thought long and he thought hard. He was determined to do this. But oh boy, he wasn’t ready for what you had up your sleeves.

Leon thought that you weren’t prepared when truly he was the one that wasn’t prepared. You have a good pickup line to turn it back onto him. You just knew how to react. You knew how to make him red in the face and make his legs shake. You knew.

So when Leon opened his mouth, you got your line ready.

“Your outfit would look great on my bedroom floor-“

”What is my name? Cause I want to make sure your screaming the right name tonight.”

Leon’s face was speechless. Slowly but quick enough, his face got bright red. “W-What the hell..?!” Leon stammered out. The smirk on triumph on your face was held high. “What do you mean?” You asked innocently. “I’m just matching your energy.” You added simply with a shrug. Leon cursed under his breath as he crossed his arms and looked away. You let out a chuckle before you placed a finger underneath his chin with that smirk on your face. But instead of triumph, it was lust.

“Well? What do you say, love? Would you like to scream my name tonight?”

🍊That was so FUN!! I was just thinking about when I was going to get a request and luckily, I got one today! It was so fun making this for you and for everyone else to see and enjoy! I hope it was okay! Thank you sm!!🍊

#danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa x you #danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #oneshot #[🍊]#leon kuwata #leon kuwata x reader #Leon danganronpa #request #lime

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taizi · 1 year

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find another guiding light

rise of the tmnt pairing: don & leo, don & raph, don & mikey word count: 4k title borrowed from dear reader by t swift pre&post-movie

read on ao3

“What the hell are we gonna do about Leon?” Donnie says one day when both his older brother and his twin are gone from the lair on a two-man training run that is almost certainly going to end in disaster.

He doesn’t know why he says it. He certainly isn’t expecting any answer that isn’t just an annoyed groaning sound, because what other answer even is there?

But Mikey replies, “You mean how self-destructive he’s been lately?” and it puts Donnie fully on the back foot.

“What?” Donnie says blankly.

“Is that not what we’re talking about?”

“I mean—I guess—I wouldn’t have called it that,” Donnie says, but now that he’s saying it he’s not sure.

Mikey snorts. The sound is humorless. “What else would you call it? Running around throwing himself face-first at every bad guy we find without waiting for back-up, refusing to hang back and come up with a plan even though it used to be his favorite part of a mission, not listening to anybody about anything—it’s like he forgot what self-preservation even is.”

Donnie is thinking really hard and really fast, looking at the last few months through this new lens.

Leo’s their self-proclaimed face-man, but he’s also the idea guy. Donnie is an outright genius when it comes to science and engineering and everything in between, but his twin isn’t stupid. Leo is as clever and Machiavellian as any storybook trickster, and tactics come as easily to him as breathing.

He’s always been the one to suggest a plan, to guide his brothers back on track, to keep them from getting in over their heads. The only times he and Raph ever used to butt heads was when Leo had an idea more stealth than smash.

Donnie would never admit it out loud but Leo’s had those qualities since they were kids. He’s charismatic and charming, a theater kid at heart with the modified genetics of a super soldier and a mind every bit as bright as Donatello’s, even as it twists and turns down other avenues. It made sense that he’d be shoehorned into a leadership role as he got a little older. Leo is the type of person who would be thrilled to captain the crew.

So then why did Leo do a complete 180?

And Mikey made another point, too, whether or not he knows it. If Leo was just being a huge jerk outright, Dr. Delicate Touch would have made an appearance by now and shut that shit down hard. But the fact is, Dr. Feelings has taken point on this one—and if there’s one thing Donnie’s learned the hard way, it’s that Mikey in feelings mode is usually the right one to listen to.

Mikey is watching his pastries rise in the oven. Donnie can see his expression reflected in the glass door. It’s flattened out into plain worry.

“He never tells us any of the important stuff,” the youngest Hamato says, tone uncharacteristically bitter. “He just goes on and on about things that don’t matter until we’re distracted, and it works every stupid time.”

“Leo’s always been that way,” Donnie interjects half-heartedly. “You can’t come at him head-on about stuff or he clams up. You gotta go in a series of annoying, convoluted circles to get to the heart of the thing. He’s literally the creature in the middle of the labyrinth.”

Mikey points at Donnie, as if to say ‘you got me there.’ “And that’s exactly why I don’t think Raphie’s method is helping.”

It’s obviously something he doesn’t want to admit. Mikey is his brothers’ number one fan and cheerleader first, person second. He bites the inside of his lip and starts twisting his fingers in a manner that promises to be painful. Donnie digs into the pocket of his hoodie and shoves one of his own mesh and marble fidget toys across the table at him. It’s an obnoxious lime green color and it makes Mikey smile involuntarily. He twists the toy instead and Donnie falls back into his train of thought running at roughly mach ten.

Raph’s method of confronting anything is head-on. That’s just the type of guy he is—steady and solid and unflinching. And they all depend on him the way most other people probably depend on the sun to rise every morning. Donnie literally does not know how they would make it a single day without Raphael, and prefers not to think about it.

But that also means that Raph and Leo can be like oil and water. And suddenly, the ‘A Team’’s constant bickering and late-night shouting matches and cold shoulders makes more sense.

“I don’t know what to do,” Mikey admits, this empathetic powerhouse with more emotional intelligence in one finger than Donnie has in his whole body. It’s incredibly disheartening to hear. “So for now I just want Leo to know that someone’s on his team.”

Whatever else he might have said is cut off by the familiar electric snap of a portal opening near the turnstiles, and then a second later Raph and Leo materialize in the lair, mid-roof-raising-argument.

Raph is carrying Leo carefully through the living room. There’s blood on his hands, enough to make Mikey suck in a breath from his station in front of the oven. Right away, the facts come together in Donnie’s brain: Leo got hurt.

What looks like all the bandages from the medkit on his waist are wrapped around his arm. Whatever happened, it was bad enough to push out those stress lines around Raph’s eyes and mouth, bad enough that he still hasn’t set Leo on his own two feet, like he might be able to undo all the pain if he just keeps holding him. But Leo is doing what Leo always does, hiding whatever he’s actually feeling behind a smarmy grin and a smart-ass attitude, and Raph’s fear and worry and love have coalesced into something huge and ferocious that sounds a lot like anger.

Now Donnie knows what to look for.

“—what happens when you don’t listen!” Raph snaps furiously. “God, Leo, it’s like you don’t even care!”

“Why should I? Look where it’s gotten you!”

Something darts through Mikey’s eyes that makes Don want to snap at something.

“Leo,” he says, his flat tone cutting through the fight like a souped-up soldering iron through the cheap components of a certain rat’s ancient CRT TV (not that he would know), “you’re still bleeding.”

There’s a beat of silence, and then Raph and Leo both look down at the slider’s arm. Red is blooming across the crisp white gauze. Mikey makes a wounded noise. Right away, Leo clambers out of Raph’s arms with a joke to make their youngest feel better—“It’s okay, Miguel, you should see the other guy!”—and Raph’s getting heated again at the apparent flippancy, and god, it never fucking ends, does it?

Leo is retreating further and further into this new character that doesn’t care about himself or anybody else, and it’s happening right before Donnie’s eyes. He’s already slinking away, out of the warmth and light of the kitchen, away from his family

Donnie realizes abruptly that there is a non-zero chance he might lose his twin brother. That one day he might wake up and not know Leo anymore.

He stands up, chair screeching behind him.

“Lesser twin, with me.”

Leo opens his mouth to try to get out of it, but that’s not going to happen. Donnie’s not having it. With the way their bodies work—ninpo and genetic modifications and yokai-isms, oh my—if it’s still bleeding, it needs stitches. And Leo, self-made team medic, ought to know that.

He gives Leo a look that says Remember when Taylor Swift’s Folklore album came out and you performed the entire thing in my lab and I swore I didn’t record you? I one-thousand-percent recorded you.

Leo’s look back succinctly says You motherfucker.

But he falls in next to Donnie without another word, a move that probably bewilders their brothers into next year. He definitely isn’t happy about it. He’s still prickly and defensive. It seems like he’s waiting to get ganged up on.

Raph starts to follow them and Donnie says, “I got it.” He shoves Leo a step ahead of him, putting his own body between him and Raph like a wall. It doesn’t feel good to do it. He chooses cowardice and doesn’t look back at whatever Raph’s expression looks like as a result.

Behind them, ever-reliable Mikey jumps in immediately with a bright, “You can help me with the cupcakes, Raph! We’re doing cream-filled red velvet!”

In the infirmary, Donnie points Leo toward a cot. Leo rolls his eyes and hops up to sit on the edge of it. He starts unwinding the gauze from around his arm agreeably enough, wincing a bit when the final layer sticks and comes away with a painful pull.

Don’s stomach swoops unpleasantly at the sight of the torn skin. It’s definitely not the worst he’s seen—they’ve taken worse damage flubbing skateboarding moves on the half-pipe—but it’s still not nice to look at. He takes a moment to swallow hard, then asks, “What happened?”

“Typical oozesquito shenanigans,” Leo says off-handedly. “Alley cat? Adorable. Mutated yokai alley cat? Not as much.”

Donnie grimaces sympathetically. “Claws or teeth?”

“Teeth. Hey, do you think we can get rabies?”

“I can’t wait to find out.” Putting rabies vaccinations at the top of his mental to-do list, Donnie gestures with a sweep of his arm at the infirmary. “This is your domain, Nerdo. Where’s the stuff I need?”

“You know I don’t actually need an assist. Like you said, my domain.”

“Wow that’s a super interesting non-answer to my question.”

With a dramatic, put-upon sigh, Donnie’s little brother points him in the right direction and says, “Steri-strips are in the top left cabinet.”

Immensely grateful he wasn’t directed towards the suture needles or the skin stapler, because as willing as he is to help it really doesn’t take much for Vomitello to make a guest appearance, the softshell rummages through Leo’s meticulously organized industrial-tool-chest-turned-medical-supply-cabinet, triumphantly coming up with a pack of adhesive bandages and some antiseptic wipes after a moment.

He pushes the wheeled stool over with his foot and it bounces gently off Leo’s knee, shuddering to a stop just in front of him. Leo tries to kick it as Donnie sits down and nearly succeeds, giggling like a menace when Donnie staggers and almost eats it face-first on the floor.

“Okay,” Don says loudly, not actually as annoyed as he’s trying to sound. “Arm.”

“Donald, seriously, I got it.”

“Leonard, seriously, I will upload that T Swift footage today.”

Leo mimics him with all the maturity of a three-year-old but ultimately surrenders his arm. He looks tense and uncomfortable the whole time, like he’s forgotten how to let someone this close.

And Donnie thinks about what Mikey said in the kitchen, about wanting Leo to know he had someone on his team. He thinks about how things were a year ago, when that would have gone without saying.

It doesn’t take long to wipe down Leo’s arm and press the steri-strips over the wound. Then Donnie sits next to him on the cot. Neither of them speak up right away. They can both tell this is going to be a Moment, and Donnie, for one, is bracing himself. He gets the feeling that he really, truly, can’t fuck this one up.

“I know something’s percolating in that abstruse brain of yours,” he finally says. “So talk. But do me a favor and skip over all the posturing and trying to convince me nothing’s going on and lying right to my face, okay? I don’t know how much time we have before Mikey kicks the door in and drags us to a TED talk.”

It’s as much of a threat as it needs to be. Grudgingly, like he’s prying each word up out of the mud, Leo mutters, “I want dad to take it back.”

Donnie wants more than anything to shake Leo until all of his secrets fall out of his mouth and Donnie can sweep them away to a safer place. Like an encrypted folder on his computer. But he can’t do that, so he has to settle for—ughh, patience.

It pays off. Leo admits, in the safe, familiar space of his infirmary, that he doesn’t want to be team leader. He doesn’t want things to change. His crooked, cooked-up scheme is to just—fuck up over and over again until papa decides Leo can’t be trusted with that mantle that rightfully belongs to Raph.

Donnie understands him. Of course he does. He hates change, too. It makes him feel itchy and restless. He likes knowing what to expect. He likes when everything is in the same place he left it.

If Leo wanted to be the leader, he’d be good at it. As long as he doesn’t want to, he won’t be. So it’s a scheme—Donnie can get behind that. He knows whose side he’s on. It’s the side he’s always been on, since the day he read the definition of “twin” out of a water-logged dictionary. It’s his job to be here. Leo’s kind of an idiot for expecting him to be anywhere else.

“Not a bad hypothesis,” Donnie says, pressing their shoulders together. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Leo’s face split in an honest smile. “It’d probably work a lot better for you if you’d let Raph in on it, you know.”

“Please, are you kidding?” Leo scoffs. “As if he’d ever play along. Half the time I think he must hate me. I stole his job and now I’m not even doing it right.”

Are we talking about the same person? Donnie wants to demand. Raphael, the guy who carried you home not even twenty minutes ago? The guy who’s always carried you?

He doesn’t say that. Instead, he says, “Let me handle Raph.”

Back in the kitchen, the cupcakes are filled and in the process of being frosted. Mikey’s going all out, piping bag in hand, an assortment of edible decorations spread across the counter. Raph is gamely assisting to the best of his ability, even though his big fingers make it more of a task than it rightly should be. They both glance up when Donnie and Leo come in.

“Hey, your timing is as suspiciously convenient as always,” Mikey says cheerfully. “I need to take some pics for my Insta but after that you better come eat some of these.”

“Everything good?” Raph asks gruffly.

“Todo esta bien, hermano,” Leo says, breezing inside like he hadn’t just spent the last ten minutes unloading his fear of failure and inadequacy, as well as his certainty that the big brother he admires so much doesn’t like him anymore. “It smells like magic in here! Michael, we gotta get you a sponsor or something. The world needs to experience this.”

Mikey laughs and passes Leo a piping bag. “Raphie’s working on a rainbow sprinkle unicorn cupcake over there, and you’ll never guess who that one’s for.”

The surprise that darts across Leo’s face hurts to look at. His eyes drop down to the lopsided multi-colored creation taking shape under Raph’s clumsy hands. He looks more vulnerable in that moment than he has since the day dad unceremoniously turned everything they knew upside down.

“Raph, I need to talk to you,” Donnie says loudly because he’s about to get mad and do something he’ll probably regret, like put his fist through the projector in the TV room. “Chop-chop. The sprinkles can wait.”

“The sprinkles cannot,” Mikey and Leo chorus at the same time in exactly the same tone like the freaks of nature they are. Raph makes the right choice and escapes their company, following Don down the tunnel toward his corner of the lair.

“Okay, focus up,” Donnie says the second the reinforced door is closed behind them. “We’re getting your old job back.”

He understands why the infirmary gave Leo the courage to talk. His lab does the same for him. It’s like Mikey’s kitchen, Raph’s dojo—they each have a place that makes them feel their best.

“Wait, what?” Raph looks bewildered. “What are you talking about?”

“The leader schtick, Raphala, keep up please. Leo’s going to keep sabotaging himself at full-speed until papa sees the light and demotes him. I’d like to see that happen before he breaks all of the bones in his body.”

Raph’s brow furrows beneath his mask. “Hang on, is that what he’s doing? I thought he just—didn’t care.”

Donnie gives that remark the deeply unimpressed look it deserves. “Right. Leonardo Hamato, the guy who started teaching himself field medicine when he was eight years old after you sprained your ankle and he cried for two hours because he didn’t know how to fix it, doesn’t care.”

He kind of feels bad for dumping this on Raph the way he has, but honestly. They’ve been stuck in place for months now, and Mikey’s been on edge constantly with all the fighting, and Leo’s going to get himself killed trying to prove something no one else believes, and Donnie can feel something toothed and tender coming alive inside his chest, trying to bite and claw and fight its way out.

Leo’s afraid you hate him, he doesn’t say, but he wants to. Leo’s scared all the time now. Of course he’s been acting like an asshole, when’s the last time he actually told somebody he was scared?

Donnie’s the fixer. He wants to fix this. If Raph would just get on board, maybe he’ll be able to.

“If Leo wanted to be the leader, we would have heard about it one million times every single day since he was four, ” Donnie says plainly. “The fact is, we haven’t. Draw your own conclusion.”

“But he’d be good at it,” Raph says, his tone blank with surprise and a total lack of comprehension. “That’s why dad gave him that role in the first place. I was always supposed to be the placeholder while Leo grew up. And now if he’d just put in the effort—if he’d try—he’d be amazing.”

“Okay, and I’d be good at domestic terrorism, but somehow I think you’d frown upon me reaching my full potential there.”

“Donnie!” Raph looks scandalized, like the NSA might be listening in. Puh-lease.

“Look,” Donnie says. He has no idea why he’s the one fielding these feelings talks, but he gives it his best shot. It’s probably not fair to shovel it onto Mikey’s shoulders all the time anyway. “You’re not a placeholder anything. Don’t say that. You’re our leader. We’ve always followed you. If we didn’t want to, we wouldn’t. Especially Leo. He’s a nightmare person. He’s never done a single thing he didn’t want to do. He was happy being your right-hand man.”

The snapper stares at him. His eyes are all dewy, and Donatello prays to any imaginary higher power that might be listening that he won’t cry, because Donnie becomes absolutely useless in all directions the second his siblings cry.

Miraculously, Raph smiles instead.

“Okay,” he says. “Raph’s listening. Loop me in.”

Actually talking about stuff changes everything—who knew?

It’s like they’ve been stuck in a boarded up room for weeks and someone finally wrestled a window open and let in a fresh breeze. All the stagnant air got swept out and they could finally breathe again.

They’re all playing along now. There are multiple levels to this deception happening all at the same time. Raph and Leo still bicker where papa can hear it, but they’re as thick as thieves at all other times. Raph is the one who makes the final call on a mission, but he makes it a point to hash things out with Leo first, so it’s really their final call. Donnie watches as Leo learns the ropes without realizing he’s learning the ropes. As Raph teaches the way he probably would have liked for someone to teach him. They meet in the middle, on each other’s team, where they belong.

If Raph is the foundation they build their lives on, Leo is the sky they reach for. Gravity was all out of whack with the two of them at odds. Donnie never wants them to fall out of orbit ever again.

They still lost the key, but it wasn’t anybody’s fault in particular. They were all playing keep-away with it to tick off Hypno and what’s-his-name, and Mikey shouted, “Go long!” and Donnie flubbed the catch. Raph called out, “I got it, I got it!” and Leo took that as a challenge because of course he did and neither of them got it. They were all laughing about it. They had no idea what that stupid key was, how were they supposed to know it was going to end the world?

Casey Jones still came back from a broken future, and Raph still got captured by the Krang, and Leo still stepped up in a big way, accepting the responsibility he never wanted and leading his family forward into certain danger because he had nowhere else to lead them.

And Leo, who knew how to stack the deck in his favor, who had never done a single thing in his life that he didn’t want to do, looked death right in the eye and told it, “I missed on purpose.”

It’s a good thing Mikey came up with that Hail Mary pass in the form of a sunlight-golden portal, because Donnie’s mind went cold. Donnie’s mind went straight back to the plans for a particle accelerator that he’d abandoned when he was thirteen years old. Donnie was fully ready to rip this goddamn universe apart to get his twin brother back.

In the infirmary Leo is happy to see everyone crammed into the room and camped around his bed, and distressingly honest, though that part is largely thanks to the morphine. Donnie puts a firm kibosh on personal questions, as tempting as it is to grill him when he’s all loopy and his constant guard is non-existent.

“I love this song,” Leo mumbles out of nowhere at two o’clock in the morning, two days after the almost-end of the world.

Mikey’s dead to the world and sprawled on Leo’s plastron, because they’ve discovered through trial and error that the immediate weight and warmth of a sibling nearby keeps the panic at bay when Leo wakes up in the dark and doesn’t know where he is right away. Casey is asleep on the other side of the bed, his head pillowed on his arms. Raph and April are in a pile on the other bed, dozing fitfully.

Donnie’s tablet is in his lap but the screen went dark with inactivity an hour ago. He’s been watching his twin sleep, deep in thought. After dinner, he’d asked S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. to play one of Leo’s favorite albums through the speakers, low enough not to wake anyone in the infirmary on its own.

Now, he says, “Yeah, I know, Nardo. I’m going to end up on the DJ blacklist right next to you with all the Taylor Swift music I’ve been forcing everyone else to endure for your benefit.”

Leo smiles. With the deep bruising on his face and neck, it looks more daring than it should, here in his little corner of the world. “Admit it, Tello. You’re a Swiftie.”

“No one will ever believe you,” Donnie says, some weight in his heart beginning to lift the longer Leo looks back at him and sounds like his old self. “How are you feeling?”

“Like hell,” Leo replies frankly. “Physical therapy is gonna be a B-word.”

“Thank you for unnecessarily censoring a word we’ve both heard a million times, I appreciate that.” Donnie leans forward, placing his tablet out of the way on a nearby overbed table, and says, “I have a question for you, now that you’re no longer lost in the sauce.”

“I bet it’s gonna suck,” Leo mutters.

“Do you still not want to lead us?” Donnie asks bluntly. “You saved the world, you know. I think it’s fair to say you’ve earned your stripes.”

Leo doesn’t answer right away. He’s drawing idle patterns on Mikey’s carapace with his good hand, staring up at the ceiling with hooded eyes.

“I learned my lesson,” he finally says. “I’ll do whatever I have to.”

Whatever he has to. Donnie relives the moment that portal closed, the moment Leo took his own life in his hands to protect his family, the moment everything that Donnie knew was ripped apart in front of his eyes, and thinks, That’s a dangerous precedent.

“Not what I asked,” Don tells him.

“It’s not about me,” Leo replies tiredly. He’s Donnie’s little brother and he sounds ancient, like he’s lived too much life already.

“I don’t know what the hell that means, but fine,” Donnie snaps. “Then it’s about me. It’s about Raph and Mikey and April and Papa. Junior, even. Everyone who loves you more than life itself. It’s about us.” He stares Leo down, daring him to break eye contact, to make light or make a joke. Donnie will climb into that bed and strangle him and no jury on earth would convict him for it. “And you’re one of us. You’re our family. So it’s about you.”

For once in his life, Leonardo is speechless. He swallows a few times, tightens his grip around Mikey, and darts a guilty look toward Raph.

“I don’t want to do it alone,” Leo admits quietly. “I don’t know if I can.”

“You’re my other half, dumb-dumb,” Donnie tells him in no uncertain terms. “You could do any crazy, stupid, impossible thing you put your mind to. But,” he adds, because this is important, and it’s something all of his siblings could stand to hear at least a dozen more times until it’s successfully been drilled into their stubborn brains, “you don’t have to. You don’t have to do anything. You’re a kid, Leo. We all are. This never should have been our problem to solve.”

Then, because he can’t bear the way his younger twin’s eyes get full and wet, he adds, “Next time a warmongering alien race tries to take over the world, I’ll just do it first.”

Leo laughs out loud, like it was surprised out of him. Raph is stirred awake by the sound, and when he sees Leo’s up, he tries to lunge out of bed so fast that April ends up on the floor. Within minutes, everyone in the room is wide awake and talking over each other and the music is drowned out by all the noise. Not even a full forty-eight hours ago, Leo was trapped in a cold, dark place, where a monster held him down and hurt him—but now he’s here and he’s safe and he can still laugh. It’s a hoarse, wheezy sound, and it’s the best thing Donnie’s heard in days.

He’s got a good feeling about tomorrow.

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #hamato donatello #hamato leonardo #disaster twins #b team #smash and smarts #my writing #tmnt fic

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draft of the chapter where Luis wins his first award because it's cute and I'm impatient

Best Rock Vocal Male Performance – 1981

“When I started this album, I was so close to just giving up on music entirely. I'm only standing here because of one person.”

Leon is now the boyfriend of a Grammy winner. What the fuck.

Two sentences into Luis's award speech, and Leon is running off to the bathroom because he knows he will cry his makeup off if he listens to Leon gush and praise him up there.

Leon comes out of the bathroom to see a panicking Luis, who immediately rushes to him.

“You're okay? You need to go home now?”

“No, no. Just the shit you were saying. I knew I wouldn't have been able to listen without crying.”

“Well, can I show you off at the after party without you crying? I know lots of people want to see my muse after the speech… But your needs are much more important. If you need to go home, that's okay.”

“Think I can handle that.”

“Just remember you can always change your mind. You feel like you're going to start crying, or feel too tired, or for any other reason you want to leave, squeeze my hand and I'll say I need to go early because you're not feeling well. I'll make some unfunny joke about takeout and food poisoning, everyone will laugh anyway because I'm famous, and then we'll leave.”

“Yeah. Thanks.”

Leon doesn't talk much, just hangs on Luis's arm. He can do social functions like this with the assistance of alcohol. If he wasn't sober he'd be talking more, jumping in while Luis talks about their relationship to crack jokes and tease him a bit. But without the social lubricant, he just smiles and looks pretty while Luis does all the talking. Smiling and looking pretty is his job here. Luis has a literal trophy, a pretty gold-plated gramophone, in his hand, but Leon is the real trophy he wants to show off.

Leon doesn't mind not talking. He doesn't feel awkward or out of place at all. He doesn't mind that his feet are starting to kill him. Of course Luis is the focus, but occasionally Leon catches some eyes too. Particularly the eyes of the musicians who had asked Leon out in the past. Every time Luis notices, he untangles their arms so he can wrap his arm around Leon's waist, then kisses the top of his head for good measure. Just to make it even more abundantly clear that Leon is his.

The possessiveness should piss him off. He should hate that he's being shown off like a prized possession. He had an ex boyfriend who was the jealous type and loved doing shit like this, and it always annoyed the hell out of him. But it's different with Luis. He likes it. All of it.

Luis is also more in tune with Leon's needs than he was during their last outing. He makes a conscious effort to slow down his pace enough that Leon can keep up without having to catch his breath. Occasionally he starts walking a little too fast like before, but now he always catches himself and slows back down even before Leon can say anything.

Luis smoothly deals with the peer pressure to drink too. There's so much alcohol, so there's constantly people noticing Leon isn't drinking, and shoving glasses of champagne into his hand. Luis handles it. To most people, he says that Leon prefers beer, and all the champagne and wine is just too fancy for him. He lets the people who are too tipsy to listen to reason hand him the drinks, and then takes it from Leon and drinks it himself when they walk away.

“There's the dance floor…” Luis states playfully. “Dance with me, Prince Charming?”

“Sure, princess,” Leon rolls his eyes, but smiles. “But just junior high slow dance swaying type of shit. Nothing fancy. Don't try to twirl or dip me or anything like that.”

“Deal!”

Luis slips his suit jacket off, and finds someone to hold it and his trophy while they dance. Luis takes one of Leon's hands and sets his other on his waist. Leon puts his free hand on Leon's chest. All Luis had under the jacket was a mesh tank top, so Leon is almost touching bare skin when he puts his hand on his chest. While Leon wouldn't say he knows how to dance, he can do the basic swaying without embarrassing himself.

Leon notices a photographer prowling the dance floor, and gets excited. They don't have many romantic pictures.

“Hey, Luis?”

“Done? It's okay, thank you for dancing at all.”

“No, not done! Just changed my mind. You should dip me or something.”

“Seriously..?”

“Yes.”

“Why the sudden change in heart? You were very adamant that I not do that,” Luis's eyes wander, and then he gets a knowing smile. “You want to show off for the camera! You're not just tolerating all this, you like it!”

“Just shut up and do something dramatic.”

“I will. But not until you admit why you want me to.”

“God. You're annoying,” Leon rolls his eyes. “But fine. I love all of this. I love that you keep making it clear that I'm yours. Makes me feel special. Want you to do something that'll get the whole dance floor looking at us, and a picture to remember it.”

“Wow. I just thought you liked the attention, didn't realize you were that into the possessive stuff too. You are mine. You are special,” Luis's smile is almost blinding. “As soon as the photographer is looking our direction, I'll dip kiss you, give him a really good picture, okay?”

“Do I need to do anything?”

“Just hold on and trust me to not drop you.”

Luis wraps his arms around Leon's waist, and then waits. When he sees they caught the photographer's eye, he leans forward and dips Leon. Leon clings to his neck desperately. It's scarier than he anticipated, giving up all control and relying on Luis to support all of his weight. But he doesn't regret anything. He trusts Luis. He knows Luis wouldn't have indulged the request if he wasn't 100% certain that he wouldn't drop him. The clapping and whistling from others on the dance floor and Luis's mouth on his (he's kissing with tongue, which is definitely unnecessary for the the picture) also make it easier to ignore the fear.

Luis holds him like that for a few seconds, waiting for the camera flash before pulling Leon back up. Leon rests his head on Luis's shoulder to hide his face. He's a blushing, giggling mess. He hasn't had a drop of alcohol, but he feels wasted. Drunk on Luis and the attention. Luis keeps his arms around his waist and they sway like that for a couple more songs.

Then Luis goes to take his trophy and suit jacket back, and then he's dragging Leon off god knows where. Down a maze of back hallways. He's half convinced Luis wants to find somewhere for a quickie, and, well, he certainly won't object to that.

“Thank you for the dance. We take a break now,” Luis whispers, after finally finding a secluded bench to park Leon. “You and babies are still holding up okay?”

So this isn't a sex thing. Luis is just concerned. Which warms his heart a little bit, but he still manages to roll his eyes. “Darling, I'm fine. Don't even need to sit down yet.”

“You're still going to take a break now! An ounce of prevention, a pound of cure. Better to rest before you feel like you need to,” Luis insists. He kisses his forehead and gently pats his belly. “I'll be right back.”

Leon fidgets with the trophy while he waits for Luis to come back, running his fingers over the engraving. Then he looks around, making sure there still isn't anyone around.

“Hey. Your other dad just won a Grammy. It's a big deal,” While Luis was already pretty obsessed with talking to the babies, Leon felt awkward. It was hard for him to wrap his mind around the fact that it wouldn't be him talking to his own stomach like a crazy person, it's talking to his babies. But at the most recent appointment he was told they'd be able to hear soon, so he's trying to bury the awkward feelings and make an effort. He smiles when he gets a response. Not quite a kick yet, but a little flutter of movement. “But he's way more excited about you than any award. Bet he'll lose his shit when you get big enough that he can feel you moving too. You're really lucky, he's gonna be such a good dad to you.”

“Leon! Swearing while talking to my babies!” Luis scolds, with over dramatic faux outrage. Leon jumps, startled because he didn't realize Luis was already back. “Sorry I snuck up on you. But I brought you food!”

He sets a couple plates down on the bench. One piled with fruit, cheese and crackers on the other. His stomach is definitely the way to his heart, and Luis knows it.

“I gave up my movie star abs, alcohol, and my motorcycle,” Leon happily devours the plate of cheese and crackers in between words. Luis eats some of the fruit. “I am not giving up my favorite words too. Their first words being 'fuck' and 'shit' is a price I'm willing to pay.”

#if anything is fucked up here it's bc tumblr has really been fighting me here #serennedy #serrennedy #luis serra #leon kennedy

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