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hey guys so..i know im not posting but i have finals in like a week and ill not post anything until 7/3, i promise i will go back to posting stuff 4 or 3 times a week in my holiday!

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my art so you can see what to expect

i have more beautiful stuff but tumblr keeps saying it is mature content for some reason so i can't post them here :(

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this is so cute and satisfying to read no way im not reposting it🤍🤍

Could I request the prompts sunlight and pearl with Leona please ?!?!?

A one-shot, make it fluffy :DD

💌🦁👑 Request received! Thank you for your message, your delivery is ready~

Thank you for your request anon!! Hope you enjoy~

Leona Kingscholar, ft. Sunlight & Pearl

The Sunset Savanna really is beautiful, you thought. It didn’t hurt that you were also staying the Royal Family’s seaside villa for the week, too.

You were initially very nervous for summer. Once school was over, you’d basically have no place to stay - unless you stayed at Ramshackle. At some point, your boyfriend had enough. “Ain’t no way I’m letting you stay there. You’re comin’ with me,” Leona said firmly, green eyes narrowing at your antics.

Despite dating for a few months, Leona had seen how run down Ramshackle really was. Even if he didn’t really want to go back home for the summer, the idea of him going back while you were in that rickety dorm for months made him very uneasy. When you cooed at him for being sweet, he’d rolled his eyes, ears flicking. “Don’t mistake this for charity, herbivore. You’ll be runnin’ errands for me while Ruggie’s working.”

So far, your only errands had been to be a valid excuse to get out of official kingdom affairs and parties. Whether that was to stand around and talk to you the whole night, or to get out of something because “I told our guest I’d take ‘em out. You wouldn’t have a Prince of the kingdom go back on his word, would you?”

Tonight was another event. Some dinner or whatever, as Leona said. Merchants and nobility would be coming, and blah blah Herbivore let’s ditch this party c’mon.

“Your majesty! My most sincere apologies. I can’t find the prince or (Name) anywhere,” panted Kifaji.

Falena peered over the balcony. He caught one of the royal cars driving off into the night, recognizing the two of you in the front seats. He fought a smile. “I believe they’ll be gone all night,” he chuckled as Kifaji groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.

This honestly wasn’t half bad, you mused as Leona let down the hood on the convertible car. Wind billowed around you both, sweeping back Leona’s hair and rustling your clothes. He’d decided to ditch one of Falena’s formal events today, and it was a no-brainer that he’d drag you with him.

In the car, you felt the wind rush past your cheeks. “You still haven’t told me where we’re going,” you yelled over the wind. Leona only barked in laughter, green eyes glinting in the sunlight. “You’ll see, herbivore!”

Soon after, you got out of the car. When you squinted in the distance, you could see the lights from the villa, and Pride Rock in the distance. Leona slammed the car door, smirking at you. “Wanna tuck in your tail ‘n run yet?” he teased before lacing his hand in yours.

“Wow, a fancy beach?” you teased back, “What, is this another piece of Royalty property or something?” He nodded, leading you across the sand. “Yeah, it is. You oughta stick close. If any of the guards see you by yourself, you could be thrown in prison for trespassing on Royal grounds.”

Your eyes widened, “wait, really?” You glared when Leona shot you a smug grin, “Nah, this is public property. The beach is closed, but who’s gonna say no to me?”

You rolled your eyes at him as he chuckled at you, missing the fond look he gave you. As the two of you strolled on the now-dark beach, you sighed, “it’s so peaceful here.” The event venue was much more stuffy. You could actually breathe out here.

“And you were too scared to leave,” Leona teased, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. The moonlight illuminated the beach, and the two of you strolled down the sand. “Y’know, I’m glad you came with me,” Leona said quietly.

You smiled, nudging him with your side, “I’m glad you invited me. I might’ve crumbled under Ramshackle,” you joked. A comfortable silence passed between the two of you. You probably could’ve spent forever like this, until Leona breathed in deeply.

“It’s… a custom for Sunset Savanna royalty to give guests a gift if it’s their first time visiting,” he shifted, pulling out something tucked into his pocket. “So, I got ya something.” You pulled away, curious, before gasping.

In his outstretched hands hung a necklace. Dark orange and yellow pearls studded the chain. Claw-like beads curved down from the neckline, mimicking Leona’s Housewarden necklace. You gasped.

“Wow, this is gorgeous,” you gently touched one of the pearls, “how come they’re this color?” Leona hummed, “the Sunset Savanna has its own magestone mines near the coasts. The magic properties and colors from the gems leak into the surrounding area, including the oyster's these pearls come from.” You looked at them, fascinated.

“Turn around.” He commanded, and even though you protested a “why?” you still turned. He swung the necklace around you and fastened it around your neck, “wait, what? Leona!” He still had smugness in his eyes, “it’s yours now. Consider it a souvenir, Herbivore.”

You gaped at him, “this is definitely worth more than all of Ramshackle’s repairs, can you really just be giving this away?” He scoffed, and you could feel the smirk in his voice, “‘course. The Queen helped me choose it, after all. You doubtin’ me or something?”

You gulped before looking down at it on your collarbone. It was gorgeous. It looked even more golden in the sunrise, as the sunlight spilled over the beach. Wind tousled Leona’s locks, illuminating his eyes. He crossed his arms, “and if you refuse, you’ll be insulting the Royal Family.”

Leona…! You felt yourself grow flustered, “I- this is beautiful, Leona, thank you, really-“

He snaked an arm around your waist, “no need to thank me. If you really wanna thank me, then…” He plopped down on a large, flat rock, stretching a bit before relaxing. “Ditch the breakfast gala with me.”

You sighed in exasperation, “you just gave me this to bribe me, huh?” Still, you sat down gingerly as he lazily wrapped an arm over your waist again, “you sure that’s alright? We already missed one event. Won’t they find us here?”

“Hey, this spot’s been personally vetted. Besides, you wouldn’t argue with the Sunset Savanna’s second prince, would you?” You sighed, leaning back against his arm. He smirked softly, drowsiness already seeping in. “Heh, ‘s’more like it.”

If I had a fic every time I used necklaces to fulfill the pearl prompt request, I’d have two fics, which is exactly how many fics there are.

Anyway, thanks for reading!! Until next time, xoxo Calci~

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𓏲̣̇. leona won't call you a Herbivore as a lover nickname ⏤͟͟͞͞★

another correcting-shit-writing about leona let's gooooo

no scenario today of anything, literally just yapping

𓏲̣̇. Enjoy! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

ok so..PLEASE TELL ME WHO THE HELL SAID THAT "HERBIVORE" IS A LOVE/FRIENDSHIP NICKNAME?

before you attack me with the "but you YOURSELF write y/n as herbivore you fucking bi🤬-" calm down

i know i do it myself but i use this nickname because literally i have no idea what else to use for the reader, and i don't like the "shrimp" either, it just sucks..so i use what everyone else uses in the fanfic

today im just showing you that no way leona will actually call you a herbivore, so just listen, you can still enjoy the herbivore nickname and write it i don't really care—

anyway, we guys should have noticed before that leona never (according to my memory of course) uses the nickname herbivore for the MC in the game wich is quite interesting that..and if im not wrong-please correct me if that's wrong- the herbivore is written with lower case every time he says it, so basically, it is most likely an insult or a word to say and not a name itself

leona would use it also for like, describing someone's strength you could say — please correct me again but i remember he called that orange headed guy in the halloween event an "omniverse" as if describing that he is not too weak but impressively strong, in the middle!

so why are we using it as if it is cute and lovely? leona would pick a special nickname for you, he will never use herbivore on you..that's why i get confused when oc x leona writers/artists use herbivore as a nickname

in my own writing and oc x leona atuff i use "my obsessed" because the oc is obsessed and clingy, he never calls her as "herbivore"

plus he doesn't say herbivore that much as you guys imagine, he doesn't say it like every 5 seconds if you even counted it he mentions it randomly and not in a regular manner

and to get my point even more, you can see that leona has that special habit of giving people nicknames or whatever — like when he called azul cephalo punk (help i don't remember the spelling😭) in the manga— and i really don't remember more nicknames but i swear leona is the type of guy to call people by nicknames especially close people or people he hate/annoys him

im not saying stop using herbivore in your writing/drawing/whatever shit you have, just telling you that you can of course use other nicknames and try to come up with something unique and special

and if you got zero idea like me on how to call the y/n in your writings then go ahead and use herbivore until you get a better idea :3

please suggest names for y/n that works for everyone this will be so helpful!

and we also concluded from this post that i have the most shitty memory ever —send me help—

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Write what you wanna write regardless those who appreciate it will come. Also im pretty sure there maybe quite bit of ppl who need touch grass love smut too much. Not all just some

I LOVE YOUR WORKS PLEASE DONT EVER STOP SHARING

your words are so kind and lovely i really appreciate how you like my works🤍i'll always keep posting cause no way i'll just sit and let people create another leona that doesn't even exist and call it canon!

smut itself is a very complex topic that got psychological extents, and people just ignore how bad it is and unhealthy, especially in how the fandoms (not only leona, all sorts of smut in general)

idk why no one talks about it

OK I KNOW I SAID I WON'T TALK ABOUT THIS AGAIN IN MY PREVIOUS BLOG JUST ACT LIKE YOU DIDN'T SEE THIS, IT IS AN IMPORTANT TOPIC I SWEAR😭🙏🏻

so basically, this is how i see reading leona smut as (especially when the smut isn't canon at all) and smut in general regardless of the character

You don’t actually want the character. You don’t truly care about them. You're just projecting a twisted fantasy and repressed desires onto a character you claim to love — but you're only using them as a tool for release.

Maybe you don’t even love the character. You just sexualize them because they look appealing, comforting, or happen to fit your preferences.

You're creating an unrealistic fantasy about love and the body — and eventually, you’ll be hit by the harsh reality that everything you imagined isn’t actually what you want.

If you don’t have control over your desires, your choices, or the things you consume, chances are, you’ll spiral into watching porn — or even worse, drawing or writing it yourself. Maybe you’ll even start using AI bots of your favorite characters, twisting and distorting them until they become something completely different from what you once admired… all to suit your personal cravings.

that's why some people may end up reading SA fanfics or pedo — they read too much they ended up liking twisted and horrible fanfics that no one is supposed to read

Maybe deep down, you’re emotionally neglected in real life. Maybe you’re missing love and intimacy — and so you distract yourself and pour what’s inside you into something that simply fits your imagination, not the actual character you fell in love with. You’re using the character’s name as an excuse to read and write things like this.

Or maybe… maybe you just don’t care that your favorite character is being twisted and corrupted in disgusting ways, as long as you’re enjoying it. You don’t really love the character — you just love changing them to match your tastes.

And maybe, it gets to the point where you start neglecting your real life because of it.

Smut is just porn written by someone who couldn’t afford to film it.

It can be terrifyingly addictive and damaging. You’d rather read erotic fiction than study. You’d rather read it than see your friends or spend time with your family.

Instead of spending your free time in a healthy, meaningful way, you choose to chase a fake, fleeting pleasure — one that numbs your emotions and leaves you needing more.

get a grip, you are acting like you are the one in heat, not leona or any of the characters you read about

your welcome🙏🏻

before reading/writing about how a character is so lustful and needy, please look at yourself first and you'll who is the needy one in here. as anon said: go touch some grass

THERE IS NO WAY SMUT HAVE ANY ADVANTAGES IN MAKING YOUR LIFE BETTER YOU ARE JUST DELULU

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𓏲̣̇. "STUDY. NOW." ⏤͟͟͞͞★

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characters : leona, GN!reader ⏤͟͟͞͞★

genre : SFW, non-romantic, fluff, "big bro" leona, hurt to comfort, aggressive encouragement ⏤͟͟͞͞★

type : fanfic ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.scenario

You’ve been spiraling—ignoring everyone, drowning in exam stress. Then Leona shows up, unimpressed. “Get your act together,” he mutters, but sits down anyway. No coddling, no pity—just him, flipping through your notes, making you focus. It’s harsh, but it’s him. And somehow, his presence makes it all feel possible ⏤͟͟͞͞★

a/n : aaa this is basically a fanfic i got from my own situation — i have finals in like 17 days and i lost all sorts of will to study, trying to encourage myself and anyone like me🙏🏻

Note before reading: in this fanfic, reader is in whatever educational stage is — school, university, academy, anything..and it is not in twst, no, it would be your own real studies and not NRC exams!

𓏲̣̇. Enjoy! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

“Oi, herbivore?”

That sentence echoed with a knock at your Ramshackle dorm door, followed by an annoyed sigh.

“You know I’m not gonna stand here forever. If you don’t open up now, I’m leaving…” he said in a calm, final-warning tone, hands in his pockets as he waited… but no reply.

“Alright, fine. Goodby—”

Click. The door opened.

“Ah, finally—…” He turned to look at you with his usual eye roll and attitude... until he saw your face.

“?? What the hell—Herbivore?!” he snapped.

“Leona…” you whispered, wiping tears off your cheeks with your sleeves. Your face was red from crying, and you looked exhausted—like you just ran a marathon. Your clothes were messy and wrinkled.

The past week had been rough—mentally, emotionally, everything. You were sick of studying, of tests, of people constantly asking, “When are you graduating?”, “Are you prepared?”

You had spent the whole year trying your best, but now you were just… done. You were exhausted to your core, bitter toward everyone who ever thought up the concept of school in the first place.

Leona—supposedly your closest friend—had been pushed away along with everyone else. You refused to go out, refused to leave your room, cried almost daily from the pressure. You were right on the edge of giving up, even preferred flunking over looking at one more textbook.

Naturally…

Leona wasn’t having it.

“You serious? I leave you alone for a week and come back to this? What’s going on??” he asked, confused and clearly shocked—he’s never seen you like this before. He didn’t wait for permission and just stepped inside, raising a brow at you with a slightly bewildered look.

You sniffled. “I’m sorry… I just… I’m not okay,” you said, sitting down on the bed and wiping more tears.

“You think I’m blind? I know you’re not okay. Look at your face!” he snapped, gesturing at you, clearly irritated. “I need an explanation. Now. You’ve been getting food delivered to Ramshackle all week, not going to the cafeteria, avoiding everyone—even that moldy thing Grim said you kicked him out and made him sleep in the lounge. What the hell’s going on??”

He asked again—for like, the millionth time. This time, there was no dodging it.

“…I can’t take it anymore, Leona. I wanna quit this damn school and just rest! I don’t ever wanna see these books again! Finals are close and I feel like I’m this close to burning every single textbook!!”

You suddenly snapped—literally broke down crying, yelling, collapsing under the weight of everything.

Leona stood there for a second, watching silently… then glanced around your room. Books were scattered all over the floor, pens cluttered the desk, the bed was covered in torn-up notes.

Yeah. He understood now.

He crossed his arms, silently watching as you fell apart in front of him.

“Believe me, I can’t take this pressure anymore. I wake up every day feeling like I’m being shoved into a battlefield I never signed up for. I try to study, but I can’t focus. My brain is all over the place, my body’s tired, and even when I try to sleep, I’m still studying in my head.

Everyone keeps saying the same crap: ‘Hang in there, it’s almost over,’ but none of them get it. This isn’t just stress, it feels like I can’t even breathe.”

“I’m just… tired.” you muttered, burying your face in your hands.

You didn’t expect him to say much.

But then you heard him… picking up one of the books off the floor and flipping through it casually.

“…Are you even listening to me?!”

“You’re gonna hate me for saying this, and I don't care, but… what’s the point of crying like a baby now?” he said without turning to you, flipping another page. His voice was that usual calm, annoying tone of his. “You’re like a runner who gets to the final lap and says, ‘My foot hurts, let me sit for a bit’—and lets someone else grab the trophy.”

You blinked, wiping your face. “What are you even saying?”

“I’m saying… you already made it through the hard part. You’re literally right there, after a whole year of effort—and now you wanna quit and cry like a coward? Then why’d you study at all?” he turned and gave you a side glance.

You fell silent. “I…”

“I don’t see how crying helps anything. If anything, it makes it worse. And yeah, I get the irony of hearing this from me…” he turned around, holding up a book. “This one’s nearly ripped to shreds. Why’d you do that?”

Suddenly you snapped, storming up and yanking the book out of his hands.

“You don’t even know what I’m studying or going through—how dare you judge me?! I’m venting to you and you’re scolding me?!”

“You’re blaming everything but yourself. But if you looked in the mirror and fixed that, everything would be easier.” He sighed. “What you’re studying now? I had to learn that crap as a kid, under way worse pressure. I think someone your age can handle it.”

“Oh, right. Like I’m some genius who can just match your superhuman intellect?” you snapped.

“You don’t let yourself be a genius. You’re just giving yourself permission to fall apart now that you’re close to the finish line. You’re setting yourself up to regret this later—calling yourself stupid when you could’ve made a difference.” His voice was calm. Almost too calm.

And then silence.

“…So what do I do then?” you asked in a small, shaky voice, eyes glistening.

“Study. Now,” he said flatly. “Stop lying to yourself and pretending there’s another way out. Studying is the solution. Not crying, not whining, not collapsing under pressure. None of that will help you reach your goal.”

“Let’s see… You’ve been studying since you were, what, four? And now, all these years later, you’re sitting here crying and saying you wanna quit? That’s what weak people do.”

Leona started gathering the books from the floor and sat beside you on the bed. His calmness was weirdly soothing—it made your heart settle just a little.

“How much time is left before finals?” he asked.

You sighed, rubbing your face. “Not much… I don’t think I’ll finish studying in time…”

“You won’t, because you’re mentally beating yourself up and drowning in negativity. Not because you can’t do it.” He opened your notebook and flipped to the study schedule—it wasn’t even completed. You had slacked off during the past days after losing motivation.

“You still have time. It’s not like you haven’t studied these topics before—you’ve done it all year. Get a grip. There’s nothing left to cry over.”

You fidgeted with your fingers, breathing shakily. “But… what if I can’t answer the questions? What if the test is hard and everything I did goes to waste? What if I study and—”

Suddenly, you felt his hand grab your chin and lift your head—not to look at him, just to keep your head up.

“Oi. Don’t talk like your life ends here, alright? Academics aren’t everything. The world doesn’t revolve around your test scores. How do you think some people live happy lives with no degree at all? You’re overthinking this.

Do you wanna be the idiot who cries after the exam because the questions were easy and you didn’t study? You’ll break down again and come crying to me—and to your friends, your family—and they’ll all pity you. Worse, they’ll blame you.

Or would you rather say, ‘Yeah, I studied, but I still couldn’t do it.’ That way, at least you’ll feel peace inside.”

“And keep your head up.”

“Giving up is for the pathetic. As long as you have a chance, you have no excuse to waste it. Got it? Hold your head up high and feel ashamed that you’re the one underestimating yourself.”

Silence again. You sat there… taking in his words, thinking deeply. He was right. Painfully right.

But…

“…Why don’t you do the same?” you whispered.

“Ugh…” he groaned, rolling his eyes. “We’re not talking about me. This is about you, herbivore.”

You smiled faintly, a bit bitter.

“Are you joking with me? Don’t tell others to be productive and successful when you’re the last person who can talk about that.”

He scoffed. “You’re wrong. The difference between you and me is that I gave up by choice—because I know what my future holds. I tried, over and over, and nothing worked. Meanwhile you…

You still have so much ahead of you.

People believe in you, they hope for you. You still have a chance.

Me? I’ve got none. So why would I keep trying?”

“Don’t compare yourself to me,” he added sharply. “And don’t you dare make me your role model.”

He stood up from the bed, hands shoved deep into his pockets as he made his way toward the door.

“You’ve got a brain. Two hands. Two legs. Opportunities.

Other people would kill just to have what you do… and you’re the one choosing whether to rise—or to fall straight to rock bottom.”

He paused by the door, not turning back.

“These are crocodile tears. And they won’t help you when you’re holding that diploma later.”

“Study.”

“No more stalling.”

And with that—he left.

𓏲̣̇. Thanks For Reading! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

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trying to figure out what you guys prefer so i can write according to your liking!

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No, leona doesn't have a rut, stop the 🧢 (NSFW)

a post i know no one is interested in but gotta say the shit in my head and ruin the smut about leona (and other beastmen in the game for a bonus)

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nothing, just trying to show how the "realistically and logically" savannaclaw smut is so far away from being realistic

this obviously will be my first and last NSFW post and then ill stop talking about this topic because i don't like it, it makes me uncomfortable

TW: blunt speaking and explaining of body, sex, and whatever shit this smut is about. no filter today just basic biology class

NOTE: im not talking about the writers that write these stuff as fun and imagination, im talking about ones who claim they write smut based on real science and logical thinking — understand the difference before saying anything

ok so...where do i start? OF COURSE, THE RUT

bro, no way you didn't even try to at least make a search on google about "does male animals have ruts?" because obviously you didn't, NO, male animals doesn't have ruts! the only males getting ruts in nature are more likely elk, deer, and antlers — BIG CATS DOESN'T, ONLY FEMALES GET A RUT

"b-but males do fight for the females in nature🤓👆🏻" bro be fr, they fight because FEMALES are in heat, not males being whatever freak this smut says?? and when they are "horny" and wants to mate it is because of the presence of pheromones they get affected with

how to apply it on leona? literally like any human being bro, he won't sit naked on the bed and moan your name or say "im gonna fill you with my cubs". if you have boyfriend or any kind of love relationship with a man, your partner will get more intimate and get excited because of the other being" hotter" or more appealing, not because he goes in a rut?? yea he will love it when his girl partner is ovulating cause literally the same rut and heat applies on the animals will apply on humans, even normal men would find it incredible their partner is ovulating

so basically, leona will be more excited about a girlfriend in heat you could say, but NOT animalistically, leona is not a mess of hormones and desires like you guys imagine — all of us can agree on how emotionally controlled he is. of course he will get those random "i wanna make love so bad" situation, but it won't be like what the writers explain

leona is not aggressive in bed, he would NEVER, this man only experienced touching and physical contact in a bad way and never recieved it as love and intimate, and he respects his partner, no way he is gonna "hold you down with an iron grip so you won't move and he fucks you raw" like wtf this is totally not leona

he may tease, give you a shit-eating grin, act like a brat abit just to piss you off, but he is not the kind of man that gives those alpha obsessed treatment at all that wants to prove dominance 24/7

so, for the first point, we concluded that leona is not a "im gonna breed you until you can't walk" guy, and all other beastmen are not like this either, they are just more sensitive to pheromones but not mating-straved brats

and the second thing? let's say it is more about leona here, his "barbed man equipment"

ok, let me explain about lions before leona (reminder that im here just correcting the "based on science and logic" smut, the fictional stuff are another topic that i don't have a business with) so, to explain it...lions and cats are similar but lions are NOT cats

cats use the barbs cause of 2 reasons:

to induce ovulating in females cause female cats doesn't ovulate only during mating

some nervous system stimulation stuff that im not expert in but it is also for ovulating

and a bonus, some scientists claim it is for male cats to remove other male cats' scents from the female (Not confirmed, just a theory)

but for lions? things are totally different for them

fun fact that lions mate 40-50 times a day, so this will be deadly horrible for any female — this is why lions do have spines but they are less in number A LOT and more solid, less sharp. they still hurt the lioness but not because they are too painful like cats but because of the constant repetitive mating, and mating between lions only takes maximum 15 seconds so the mating itself will be rough and painful, so the body will try to develop and adapt to this crazy breeding by making the spines less and whatever i explained above

ok and now tell me, is leona going to fuck you this much and does he really have that thick barbed equipment? short answer: no

long answer: leona is not just an animal, he is highly affected and taken with human genes and development — so you could expect 2 cases:

he does have barbs but literally not affective, won't do shit, not big, no he is not got his whole thing covered in it, and yes you might feel it just a little bit but it won't hurt or anything because he won't make love with you for more than 5 (maximum let's say 10 if you both got that horny idk) times a day

he doesn't have at all, his human genes are stronger than the lion, wich basically gives him a human anatomy

and try searching and applying this stuff to other "induced ovulation" beastmen

you may still go like "idc i just want to read for fun" ok literally you are calling it "leona smut" when it doesn't contain anything that relates to leona except for his name. you can literally remove the name "leona" and replace it with any beastman name in the world and it will still work as if it is canon

i hate smut and hate reading it, i can't stop any of you from reading it, but bro if you are going to read smut or even write it, let it be at least good and really expresses the character, not just put the name of a character in wattpad-coded, cheap omegaverse stuff and call it "according to science and real information"

oh..another weird shit i saw: "im gonna get you pregnant" said the same leona that might kill a kid if he had a chance (joking, just for the drama said it)..leona is not mentally stable to have a kid or be a dad, he might say it as joke or teasing, and will use it more often in a successful marriage that really helped heal him (talking about future leona)

but the 20 yrs old leona rn? no way he is doing it. this man is still developing, learning, and trying to set a path for his life..he is selective in words and knows how to say it and when, he is aware of how incapable he is as a father rn and wont risk it

leona is not superficial person, he won't say such thing driven by hormones and needs, it might be rare to find him lose control completely but on an average day? he just says it once a month to joke, never serious

it is so cringe to imagine leona all serious in his age (20) trying to impregnate you or whatever and acts all crazed by "the scent of your heat"

this man knows himself, limits, and what he wants..he is not lustful or frenzied..love making for him is something he wants to feel with actual love, fun, slowness, comfort, a bit of teasing to make things spicy, but the other crazy stuff? maybe he gets this random "dominant alpha" situation out of nowhere, though it is not his default sex attitude

leona and other beastmen are basically humans that got this weird sensitivity and excited nature, something complex, but not animalistic

they can act like any normal human in love, even supress their needs, say no to love making (yea bad news they won't be a ready-to-cum brats ready-to-serve like you might imagine)

let's be fr, if you read this stuff knowing 100% it is all for drama and reader's fun and not believing anything in it from a scientific and logical way is something good, but if you genuinely believed it and thought it is valid? well..i hope this post gave you some knowledge at least

didn't imagine in my life i'll post something defending leona's equipment, but yea shit happens i guess

have a great day

[mays-simping-for-leona]

𓏲̣̇.Fucking love this man with a goatee ⏤͟͟͞͞★

he is in his 30's in this drawing—

today im using leona for lighting study and im really in love with the results so far

i always had something for leona in a goatee- don't ask me, it just exists🙏

i mostly draw him with a beard/goatee when i imagine him older, like in his 30s something

i just find him sooo handsome with it!

i just see it makes sense for him to have facial hair since he is a lion + bro is screaming testosterone, so yea that's definitely the situation here

maybe he just shaves it? i really don't know, but i won't stand anything other than having a bearded leona in the future

please don't tell me im the only one that thinks he looks good like this GHDTHHWWYJ

[mays-simping-for-leona]

𓏲̣̇.170 reasons to love leona —not joking ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.idfk what im doing but i just need to do it ain't no way, my brain is gonna burn thinking of reasons to write this🙏🏻 ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.info

this post will discuss 170 reasons to love leona kingscholar ⏤͟͟͞͞★

im setting reader here to be fem

Emotional – Psychological – Social – Intellectual – Physical – Spiritual – Lifestyle – Practical – Creative – Temporal

this is all aspects mentioned

𓏲̣̇. Enjoy!⏤͟͟͞͞★

sorry for being late to post, this whole thing got deleted at reason 104 and i had to rewrite it all

while he may look cold to other people in general, he is definitely not cold to you at all. this man when in love will be so emotional even if he hides it

gentleman, he is so good at princess treatment since he respects women, and NO i don't like when he makes yiu his own pillow he will never force you into this. i believe he is the kind of guy to just take care of you when you are on your period, focuses on you

his love language is physical touch (duh of course he is touchstarved)

gives you a cute silly nickname as some sort of love

acts of service is his fav thing, he will probably love it when you fix his braids for him and he will buy you extra food

he is a nerd, so he can help you with your homework

he won't cheat, that man barely allowed himself to even THINK about dating, let alone cheating

He values quality time together, he will love sitting under a tree with you, shower together, eat together, just sit and stare in each other eyes without saying anything. your presence alone will keep him in love

he knows games like chess, and is a bookworm, so he will keep you entertained 24/7 when you two are bored

he is a bit jealous, he is not that kind of dude to go into a fight just because someone looked at you or do something crazy..he won't use his fists, he is mature, not a kid (just a reminder that he is 20, not a jealous 16 yrs old)

he will ACTUALLY try to be better for you, he is depressed and insecure, but like any healthy relationship — both of you will benefit and learn good, new habits from each other and improve yourselves!

he will let you steal his clothes and will absolutely love it when his scent is on you

idk if this is mentioned in game, but i think he is more likely to share food! he will even let you finish the whole meal and then you realize he didn't even eat

he doesn't fucking care how you look, curvy or not, pretty or not, this man will basically love you for your approach and personality, love you because you are his safe place not his sexy wife material!(i don't mean he won't appreciate your beauty, but beauty in general? not a main standard, he can still love you even if you are not —but you are, i believe everyone is beautiful🫶🏻)

he is not scared or ashamed of showing his love in public! he will cuddle, kiss, hold hands, lean on you, do anything lovely or affectionate in front of people

he is so intelligent and smart, he can plan cleverly and does things..a lot of his behavior are made with logical and rational assessment, even if he seems dull, uninterested, or asleep all the time

He doesn’t live in illusions. He knows his strengths and limits and doesn’t try to fake anything. His realism may come off as cynical, but it keeps him mentally grounded and resilient to disappointment

Even in his laziness, he’s magnetic. He has a commanding presence and a calmness that hints at power. This type of charisma can be both comforting and intimidating depending on who’s facing him

Though he's a bottled-up, explosive type, he rarely actually erupts. He’s able to suppress his emotions and endure pressure—a sign of strong psychological restraint

He doesn’t follow others blindly or care to fit in. His self-driven mindset makes him mentally sturdy, even when the world pushes against him

He doesn’t sugarcoat things to himself. If he’s bitter, he knows it. If he’s angry, he accepts it. This self-awareness shields him from inner contradictions that often lead to mental strain

Despite his rebellious streak, he knows how to act according to the situation. He can retreat when it’s smart or strike when needed. This kind of psychological flexibility is rare, especially in strong personalities

Though he pretends not to care, he quietly respects and protects those he values (like Ruggie and his dorm members). His loyalty is subtle, but real—rooted in depth rather than words.

Leona knows who he is. His feelings about being the "second-born," his view of the royal system, and his inner conflicts all contribute to a solid, stable identity despite his insecurities and mental situation

Though he mocks others, he genuinely respects competence. He may envy someone’s strength, but he doesn’t deny it. This shows a quiet sense of fairness and appreciation for true merit

Leona has experienced emotional maturity—but the harsh kind. He doesn’t live in idealism. He expects no fairness or mercy from the world. This early maturity led him to abandon dreams, but not understanding. He reads emotions clearly, but often chooses to detach rather than engage

His laughter is never pure. He mocks, he teases, and turns serious moments into biting sarcasm. But this is how he deals with life’s absurdities.His humor is a shield—a way to dull the pain and vent his silent frustrations

Leona is hyperaware of unfairness, especially in systems of rank, power, or bloodline. His resentment toward the throne isn’t just jealousy—it’s the ache of being "second best" no matter how capable he is. This gives him a rare emotional depth—he understands injustice profoundly, and even empathizes (secretly) with others who are overlooked.

Though he acts indifferent, Leona hates being less than excellent. Sometimes, he self-sabotages, but deep down there’s always that voice whispering: "If I were first, I’d do it better." This internal tug-of-war between perfectionism and resignation fuels his ongoing frustration and will always keep trying to be better and seek your (and secretly others) approval

He didn’t become Savanaclaw's dorm leader by accident. Leona possesses natural leadership instincts: he commands order, earns respect, and maintains control. If not for his bitterness toward the idea of kingship, he could’ve become a truly great ruler

peacefulLeona loves the sun, silence, and lying in places. This isn’t just laziness—it’s a genuine desire for inner calm, for a world without pressure or comparison. There’s a quiet poet in him, one who seeks peace more than praise

He doesn’t trust easily. He rarely opens up. But this is measured caution, not coldness. He chooses his inner circle with precision—and when someone does earn his trust, the connection runs deep

He may act like he doesn't care, but Leona very much watches over those he deems “his pack.” If someone messes with someone he respects or cares about—good luck to them

He doesn’t pick on the weak for no reason. If someone’s in trouble and not deserving of it, Leona’s likely to step in—even if silently

He doesn’t need to bark orders. People follow him because he carries authority effortlessly. He’s the kind of leader others naturally look to during chaos

He doesn’t live in illusions. He knows his strengths and limits and doesn’t try to fake anything. His realism may come off as cynical, but it keeps him mentally grounded and resilient to disappointment

Even in his laziness, he’s magnetic. He has a commanding presence and a calmness that hints at power. This type of charisma can be both comforting and intimidating depending on who’s facing him

Though he's a bottled-up, explosive type, he rarely actually erupts. He’s able to suppress his emotions and endure pressure—a sign of strong psychological restraint

He doesn’t follow others blindly or care to fit in. His self-driven mindset makes him mentally sturdy, even when the world pushes against him

He doesn’t sugarcoat things to himself. If he’s bitter, he knows it. If he’s angry, he accepts it. This self-awareness shields him from inner contradictions that often lead to mental strain

Despite his rebellious streak, he knows how to act according to the situation. He can retreat when it’s smart or strike when needed. This kind of psychological flexibility is rare, especially in strong personalities

Though he pretends not to care, he quietly respects and protects those he values (like Ruggie and his dorm members). His loyalty is subtle, but real—rooted in depth rather than words.

Leona knows who he is. His feelings about being the "second-born," his view of the royal system, and his inner conflicts all contribute to a solid, stable identity. This self-definition gives him unshakable confidence

Though he mocks others, he genuinely respects competence. He may envy someone’s strength, but he doesn’t deny it. This shows a quiet sense of fairness and appreciation for true merit.Leona has experienced emotional maturity—but the harsh kind.

He doesn’t live in idealism. He expects no fairness or mercy from the world.This early maturity led him to abandon dreams, but not understanding.He reads emotions clearly, but often chooses to detach rather than engage.His laughter is never pure.

He mocks, he teases, and turns serious moments into biting sarcasm. But this is how he deals with life’s absurdities.His humor is a shield—a way to dull the pain and vent his silent frustrations

His laughter is never pure. He mocks, he teases, and turns serious moments into biting sarcasm. But this is how he deals with life’s absurdities

His humor is a shield—a way to dull the pain and vent his silent frustrationsLeona is hyperaware of unfairness, especially in systems of rank, power, or bloodline

His resentment toward the throne isn’t just jealousy—it’s the ache of being "second best" no matter how capable he is.This gives him a rare emotional depth—he understands injustice profoundly, and even empathizes (secretly) with others who are overlooked.Though he acts indifferent, Leona hates being less than excellent

Sometimes, he self-sabotages, but deep down there’s always that voice whispering, "If I were first, I’d do it better."This internal tug-of-war between perfectionism and resignation fuels his ongoing frustration

He didn’t become Savanaclaw's dorm leader by accident. Leona possesses natural leadership instincts: he commands order, earns respect, and maintains control.If not for his bitterness toward the idea of kingship, he could’ve become a truly great ruler

he really appreciate peaceful places.This isn’t just laziness—it’s a genuine desire for inner calm, for a world without pressure or comparison.There’s a quiet poet in him, one who seeks peace more than praise.

Leona loves the sun, silence, and lying in. He doesn’t trust easily. He rarely opens up.But this is measured caution, not coldness.

He chooses his inner circle with precision—and when someone does earn his trust, the connection runs deep.He may act like he doesn't care, but Leona very much watches over those he deems “his pack.” If someone messes with someone he respects or cares about—good luck to them.

He doesn’t pick on the weak for no reason. If someone’s in trouble and not deserving of it, Leona’s likely to step in—even if silently.

He doesn’t need to bark orders. People follow him because he carries authority effortlessly. He’s the kind of leader others naturally look to during chaos.

His sarcasm, while biting, often breaks tension in a group. His dry humor and blunt honesty can snap others out of spiraling emotions.

You don’t have to pretend around him. In fact, he hates fake people. That makes him a refreshing presence in a world full of masks.

He may not baby people, but he pushes them to grow. Think tough love. He believes in potential and won’t tolerate you wasting it

He acts like he’s not paying attention, but he hears everything. He’s just selective about what he responds to.

He knows when to speak, when to stay quiet, and how to manipulate social settings to his benefit. He can be a powerful ally in political or group games.

Can Be Playfully Teasing (in a Flirty or Older-Brother Way) When in a good mood, he’s actually fun. He teases others in a way that builds camaraderie (especially if he likes you)

He relates to being overlooked or misunderstood. If he sees that in someone else, he’s more likely to defend them—silently, but strongly.

He’s socially aware enough to know when someone’s lying, manipulating, or just insecure. And while he won’t always call it out, he keeps track

He complains. He sighs. He grumbles. But if you need something—resources, help, advice—he’ll give it. Just don’t expect him to admit he cares

He acts annoyed, but younger students often look up to him. He mentors (grudgingly), and they trust his strength and clarity in messy situations.

He might roast you when you're being dramatic or annoying, but if you're truly suffering, he won't make it worse. He might even help... secretly.

He’s literally known for being one of the best strategists in NRC. Chessboard thinking? That’s his playground. Long-term planning? He’s already on it.

In combat scenarios, Leona doesn’t just rely on brute force—he reads the opponent, sets traps, uses terrain, and plays the long game.

He’s the type who could lead an army with minimal casualties—not because he’s soft, but because he calculates everything with precision.

He breaks down problems quickly, often seeing the flaws and strengths in a system or idea within minutes

He’s not easily fooled by appearances or sweet words—he catches subtext, ulterior motives, and inconsistencies without needing to be told

When he does participate in academics, his answers are terrifyingly well-informed. He understands magic on a theoretical and practical level

If something interests him—or benefits him—he learns it fast. He doesn’t need repetition. Just one explanation, and boom: he’s got it.

He doesn’t rely on traditional solutions. He improvises, thinks laterally, and finds unexpected ways out of sticky situations.

His brain works better under pressure. While others panic, Leona gets quieter, sharper, and deadlier. That’s intellectual control.

He has a deep grasp of politics, social hierarchy, and systemic oppression—he doesn’t just survive in them, he understands how to play them.

When he does talk seriously, every word hits hard. He’s eloquent in a cutting, elegant, minimalistic way—proof of a disciplined mind

Coming from royalty, it’s implied he knows more than one language—another sign of his well-rounded education and elite mind

As second prince, he was raised among scholars and political figures. He knows the histories of his kingdom and others, even if he doesn’t flaunt it.

He doesn’t waste energy. Some people rush into action to prove intelligence; Leona waits, watches, and then strikes smart.

His worldview might be jaded, but it’s deeply rooted in realistic analysis. He sees the world as it is, not how it should be—and that’s intellectual maturity.Leon

's got that athletic-lion frame—broad shoulders, lean muscle, strong arms, and a toned core. He’s not bulky, but efficient and defined. Like a jungle king sculpted for dominance.

His thick, long, dark brown hair has a lion's mane quality—voluminous, untamed, and regal. It’s a symbol of power and a total hair envy moment.

That sun-kissed skin radiates warmth and royalty — i really hate those redesigning posts in wich artists blackwash or whitewash him, that dude is so pretty and perfect. why do you change him??

His eyes aren’t just pretty—they slice. Sharp, intelligent, observant—they can be teasing, deadly, or warm, depending on who’s looking

Leona doesn’t just walk—he glides. Every move is fluid, controlled, and balanced. His body awareness is animalistic in its elegance

Let’s not forget those subtly sharp teeth. When he smirks, it’s dangerous. When he grins wide? Predatory. Hot.

As a beastman with lion DNA, his lower body strength is no joke. He’s quick, can leap far, and has that crouch-ready spring energy when he moves.

His default expression is unreadable with a hint of contempt—which makes people respectfully scared and also kinda obsessed.

His voice? Low. Calm. Effortlessly commanding

He leans back in chairs, lounges like a king who knows no one can touch him, and it somehow works.Effortless power pose, always.

Big, veined, capable hands. You just know he can snap someone’s wand or braid your hair—both, with the same fingers

He’s never twitchy, never awkward. Every move is calculated or slow, giving him that aura of absolute composure.

He might act lazy, but the man can FIGHT. He’s built for it. Fast reflexes, strength, and endurance are all baked into his frame.

Defined jaw, slanted eyes, sculpted nose—his face is literally sharp in a modelesque, feral way. Like he walked out of an ancient mural.

His tail isn’t just cute—it’s expressive, powerful, and adds to his animal-like grace. Bonus: It moves when he’s emotional, giving him an accidental tell

He doesn’t over-express, but when he does lift an eyebrow, narrow his eyes, or smirk? You feel it in your soul

i headcanon beastmen have stronger natural scents. Leona probably smells earthy, sun-warmed, maybe a little spicy—dangerously comforting. I really don't understand (and will never accept) thqt leona stinks, over my dead body

His wardrobe—sleeveless, low-cut, golden accessories, flowing scarves—enhances every physical trait. It screams royalty, heat, and confidence, all at once

Leona doesn’t need constant noise or stimulation. He can sit in silence for hours, comfortable in his own head. That kind of internal stillness is rare—and deeply spiritual.

He may not follow society’s rules, but he does follow a personal code. He believes in fairness, loyalty, strength, and truth—even if he doesn’t advertise it. That internal compass? That’s sacred ground

This man respects sleep like it’s a religion. And honestly? That’s self-care royalty behavior. He knows when to rest, unplug, and recover

Leona doesn’t waste energy on things that don’t matter. If it’s not necessary, helpful, or respectful to him, he’s not doing it. Efficiency king

instead of being everywhere, all the time, Leona chooses who he gives his presence to. His social battery isn’t drained because he manages it like a pro.

No pretending. No fakery. No smiling because it’s polite. He is genuinely himself 24/7, and it’s wildly liberating.

His dorm, his spaces, his vibe—it’s quiet, earthy, calm. He curates a chill environment, which reflects his inner need for stillness

soft beds, warm sunbeams, delicious food—he doesn’t deprive himself or punish his body. He treats comfort as a right, not a luxury.

he doesn’t overcomplicate his routines. He keeps his look simple but sharp, his habits minimal but meaningful. That’s elite living

No, he’s not helping you with your homework at 2 a.m unless you are really close to him. No, he won’t attend a meeting just because you asked. His time? Sacred

He doesn’t need ten people’s opinions. He trusts his instincts and moves forward. That kind of self-reliance is freeing

Leona doesn’t fear being alone—he thrives in it. He reflects, rests, and recharges solo, proving he has a strong, independent core.

Yes, he’s a prince. But you don’t see him rubbing it in people’s faces. His lifestyle is chill, grounded, and never performative.

Leona doesn’t rush. He moves slowly, lives slowly, eats slowly. His lifestyle is mindful, not frenzied—and that’s deeply powerful.

His room might look messy, his schedule might seem weird, but he knows exactly what he’s doing. His life is chaos-coded with precision.

Leona sleeps when he’s tired, eats when he’s hungry, works when he’s motivated. He doesn’t override his body—he coexists with it.

Some people panic without noise or productivity. Leona? He’ll nap in silence for hours. He’s at peace with stillness, which is rare.

Above all, Leona’s lifestyle is unapologetically his own. Every habit, every pattern, every lazy afternoon in the sun? It’s for him. And that’s a powerful, deeply positive way to live

He doesn’t need flashy tools or endless support. Give him a little, and he’ll do a lot. He’s survival-level smart.

He’s not one for long lectures, but when he steps in, he shows you how it’s done. He leads by example, not fluff.

Leona knows what he can and can’t do, and that means he doesn’t waste time chasing impractical goals. He works smarter, not harder.

He doesn’t micromanage—he delegates. He sees what others are good at and plugs them into the plan like puzzle piecesDrop him into a new place, new problem, new crew? He’ll adjust in seconds and still be the sharpest guy in the room.

He doesn’t chase instant gratification (unless it’s a nap). When it matters, he’ll play the long game to win the war, not just a battle.

Possibly the most practical trait of all—he doesn’t throw himself at lost causes. If something’s beyond saving, he walks. No guilt, no second-guessing

Leona doesn’t think straight—he thinks sideways. He’ll solve a problem in a way you didn’t even consider existed. It’s not just smart—it’s creative genius.

His magic isn’t just powerful—it’s versatile. He bends spells to fit scenarios like a seasoned tactician, not just a textbook nerd

Whether it’s Spell Drive or power dynamics, Leona treats every situation like a chess board. But he plays in 3D. That’s artistic warfare

He sees patterns in politics, systems, people—and imagines new possibilities. He knows what could be, not just what is

His snark is intentional. He uses sarcasm and teasing to disarm, confuse, or humble others without aggression. That’s clever emotional play.

Born as a prince, Leona received a high-level, well-rounded education—politics, diplomacy, war theory, etiquette, law, literature. He's basically been groomed to rule since diapers

He probably knows a ton about his kingdom’s history, traditions, and spiritual beliefs. A walking cultural archive with a snarl.

Leona doesn't just memorize facts—he applies them. His magic isn’t showy—it’s effective, smart

What he doesn’t learn formally, he teaches himself. If something catches his curiosity (plants, sandstorms, ancient texts, war beasts?), he dives deep

he can drive, he will take you out whenever and wherever you want! you can go and chill outside or even ask for fun things to do — Like drifting or teaching you how to drive!

Leona’s no clueless rich kid. He understands how money works: savings, investments, budgeting. He’s not just rich—he’s smart about it

He grew up as second prince, constantly overlooked. That probably taught him to never take resources for granted—even if he has plenty

Leona doesn't waste money. If he's spending, it's for something high-value: something useful, effective, or something that brings long-term benefit

He’s minimalist. No obsession with material clutter. That means more saved cash, less frivolous spending

He’s not showy, but if someone needs financial help and earns his respect, he’ll offer it—no strings, no pity, no announcements. but in secret..like when you randomly find money in your room without knowing where it came from

Leona doesn't fall for sob stories or guilt traps. He’s generous with sense. He protects his wealth from manipulators or fake friends

He’s not a gambler. He calculates outcomes before committing financially—be it in business, alliances, or literal spending

Need to survive on a tight allowance or organize a supply plan for a team? Leona can budget down to the decimal

He doesn’t wear diamonds on his face to prove a point. His wealth is quiet confidence, not loud noise. That’s powerful restraint

Let’s be real: Leona has a mental ledger. If you owe him money—or a favor—he remembers. And he collects

Leona controls his wealth—it doesn’t control him. He doesn’t tie his identity to status symbols or numbers in a vault. That emotional detachment keeps his decisions clean and sharp

He always knows when you’re upset—even before you realize it yourself. He doesn’t press, but he gives space and presence in perfect balance

If you’re easily flustered? Good luck. Leona thrives off teasing—especially when it makes you blush or snap at him. But it’s all with that lazy, fond smirk that says “you’re mine and I love watching you squirm."

You’re stressed? He’ll fix it. Someone upset you? They’re on his list. You need rest? He’ll drag you into bed and put you to sleep on his chest like you’re royalty

You want to work? Travel? Follow your dreams? He’s your biggest supporter—silently investing in your freedom, not caging it

as a husband — Leona doesn’t blow up unless you really push him. He listens more than he reacts, and when he does argue—it’s direct, honest, and aimed at growth. Not drama

Marriage isn’t a game to Leona. It’s a vow. He won’t walk out after one fight. He’ll stay, even when it’s hard, because you’re his pride now

He might not be the loudest dad in the park, but his kids know he sees them, hears them, and values their every word—even when they’re annoying him mid-nap (he actually enjoys it and will pull them into a hug)

His parenting style is half-roast, half-praise. He’ll call the kid “brat” one second and give him the last slice of pie the next

He teaches his kids how to stand tall. Not just physically, but mentally. “Don’t let anyone make you feel small—even me.”

Someone bullies his child? Leona’s at the school before you even finish your sentence. No mercy

He doesn’t say “because I said so.” He explains why things matter. He raises thinkers, not robots

He pretends he hates it. But his voice goes low and warm as he tells stories of old kings, brave beasts, and clever lions. His tail swishes slow, his arms cradle, and his pride glows when he sees his child safe and sleeping

i don't know...but i think if he had 2 kids he will be so protective and careful with the younger one, he will try to not repeat his own trauma and past with his baby. he will always treat the siblings with equality

he doesn't care about family traditions and would definitely marry you even if everyone said no

temporal leona — Your favorite drink? The exact look you gave him the first time you laughed at his sarcasm? His kid’s first tumble? Locked in his mind like sacred gold. He may not show it—but he remembers

He collects memories like quiet trophies. He won’t have a thousand photos on the wall—but there’ll be one pressed flower from a date, one old toy on a shelf, one scratch on his staff he refuses to polish. They’re all yours.

He doesn’t take you out every weekend—but when he does, it’s a meaningful place. A “first met here,” or “you said you liked stars that one time” kind of spot

Being around him feels like time slows. Like the stress fades, the world hushes, and you can just be. Naps with him aren’t just naps—they’re soul resets

He doesn’t talk much, but he sees it all: the way you got bolder this year. How the kid stopped stumbling when they run. And he’s so proud—you can see it in his tail’s slow flick and half-smirk

Once he’s over it—he’s over it. He doesn’t hold petty grudges with you or his kids. He’s here to build, not to fester

Some of the best moments with him don’t involve talking. Just lying under the stars, feeling his tail curl against your leg, his heartbeat syncing with yours

He’s a surprise memory-keeper. One day you’ll find out he kept a box under his bed: your first love note, a drawing your kid made, a broken charm from that one vacation. He never told you. He just kept them

He’s not haunted—he’s seasoned. He’ll tell his kid stories of his wild school days with a grin, then teach them how to do better. Always looking ahead

Your anniversary? The date his child learned to walk? The day you wore that one outfit and he couldn’t look away? He’ll never forget. Even if he plays like he did

No big speeches. No grand declarations. But the way he fixes your blanket at night, or massages your hand when arthritis sets in… that’s him saying: “I’ll be here. Every year. Every wrinkle. Every sigh. Until the end.”

if you see anyone asking you why you love leona, just send them this🙏🏻my hand broke and my brain broke more writing this shit

i fucking love leona ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇. Thanks For Reading! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

[mays-simping-for-leona]

no buddy it is not about something you said first of all—i know you didn't say anything about cancelling people im talking in general to other people that may get my words wrong and think that im hating on other writers

and for "writing about the stuff that already exist in game" so no, i don't know how to explain it but it is possible to bring up a lot of life and daily experiences in a creative + non-romantic way that im personally working on to write, i don't have an idea how to give an example now cause my brain can't come up with any scenario😅but yea i think you got my point

and again, the mention of 25+ people reading this kinda stuff is just an almost off-topic question that i put in the blog, i know not everyone read these things, you can say it is almost a random question i put im not trying to make a big deal out of it

well ngl you convinced me on the point that all fandoms can have such content and weird writings, it is real and undeniable

i know you are not trying to attack me or apply anything! it is totally fine buddy! i see my words are really got you confused and i understand you

way too much smut in twst fandom

ok soo..this is a topic i really wanna talk about

smut. way too much everywhere

like, i can't enjoy reading anything without it being romantic or mostly about love in a way. i see a lot of potential in twst characters but believe that most people here are more interested in the spicy content

im no one to judge any of you and tell you what to post or write, this is just something i noticed and wanted to share because it makes me feel sad and disappointed. i love romance and intimacy ngl but to this extent? ain't no way

just got curious, am i the only one who doesn't like focusing on one side and leaving all the other goodies?

and why in your opinion no one is interested in the other content? — in my previous account, posts that contained no love or intimacy didn't gain interaction as much as the other posts, but i wasn't surprised..this is something i got used to, not just me — i read a lot of fanfic and headcanons here, noticed less interaction in non-romantic blogs for other users

and don't let me even get started with the SA fanfics, shipping siblings, shipping adults with minors, this is another topic

btw lol why everyone here are 25+ reading these kinda stuff💀..

[mays-simping-for-leona]

hello! i just came to explain the confusion from my earlier blog

TW: mention of SA/pedo

yea i know i talked about smut but then mentioned romance, i was meaning by that that most content is more likely emotional/intimate rather than anything else at all

and yes i know non-romantic content exists but most writers (i've been here for two years and i saw a lot of writing) write about the emotional/intimate side

im not saying "ohh we should cancel them and stop supporting their accounts!!" nah im just pointing out that twst characters and twst in general isn't just about love and there is a lot of good stuff to write about and read

you may go into my account and say that "but you only have romantic posts??" yes but it is only FOR NOW, i have dozens of drafts and writings that is not romantic at all i just didn't post them yet

oh and a quick info that for 2 years i only saw 25+ yrs people in here and literally met only 3 people that are younger a little, so im talking mostly about my experience and what i saw for 2 years, especially the smut (and im not judging reading romance, it is totally fine, i only have issues with smut) but of course not everyone here reads smut, let's talk about what I experienced because likely you may had a different experience

the smut im talking about here is not that normal, average one, im talking about disgusting things like making SA romantic, shipping characters with kids (saw a leona x checka once), or for leona let's say describing him like some sort of uncontrolled animal that can't contain his needs??

i mostly read leona content but i asked my friends about their experience for other twst characters and they told me it is literally the same and the content is disgusting, "let people read what they want" ok romance is totally fine if you enjoy it and prefer it, smut i don't like it myself but can't do anything to stop anyone from reading it, but..how can anyone enjoy being 🍇ed by their fav characters? or pedo? or any other kind of extreme, unrealistic smut??

some people won't like what im saying and well me either won't like that they see SA is normal

soo in summerization to my confusing blog:

writers are too focused on emotional side, ignoring the other good things in twst characters

the age i mentioned in the end because of my confusion why the 25+ people (not all of them of course, but all i saw interacting with the disgusting smut content are 25+) is just a question i wanted to point to according to my experienced, i don't know if you saw things differently

i never said "you should stop writing what you like!!" im only expressing that, and pointing to writers, that they can maybe try other stuff beside what they write

the weird smut content is just so confusing to me i can't understand why would anyone enjoy reading about themselves getting SA by their fav characters or enjoy smut about a whole adult with a kid, idk why no one talks about this

im not forcing any writer/reader to listen to what im saying (except the horrible content i mentioned above), i only had my own concerns and things i didn't like so i talked about it

and the poll says people mostly think what im saying is write, it really depends on how horrible it is

soo this is all i have to say, i respect if you see things normal and have a different perspective of the fandom and their writings, for me it was not really good experience for two years and i saw content that made my stomach turn. but thank you for trying to answer my questions and explain the situation for me (ﾉ≧∇≦)ﾉ🤍

have a nice day yall and thank you for reading!!

way too much smut in twst fandom

ok soo..this is a topic i really wanna talk about

smut. way too much everywhere

like, i can't enjoy reading anything without it being romantic or mostly about love in a way. i see a lot of potential in twst characters but believe that most people here are more interested in the spicy content

im no one to judge any of you and tell you what to post or write, this is just something i noticed and wanted to share because it makes me feel sad and disappointed. i love romance and intimacy ngl but to this extent? ain't no way

just got curious, am i the only one who doesn't like focusing on one side and leaving all the other goodies?

and why in your opinion no one is interested in the other content? — in my previous account, posts that contained no love or intimacy didn't gain interaction as much as the other posts, but i wasn't surprised..this is something i got used to, not just me — i read a lot of fanfic and headcanons here, noticed less interaction in non-romantic blogs for other users

and don't let me even get started with the SA fanfics, shipping siblings, shipping adults with minors, this is another topic

btw lol why everyone here are 25+ reading these kinda stuff💀..

[mays-simping-for-leona]

Just wanted to say that it is lovely seeing you back! Always loved your characterizations of Leona - because they were always near to the source material and did not feel OoC to me!

So I am happy to read your content again and hope this time you stay! ☺️

Have a lovely week! (and of course a lovely week for everyone who reads this as well🥹)

𓏲̣̇.not that he ACTUALLY misses you ⏤͟͟͞͞★

HELLO?? brrooo im melting to this im in loveee😭🤍🤍thank you sooo much for your wordsss —giggling, kicking my feet in the air, rolling in the bed, sobbing from happiness—

ill definitely keep posting and never delete my account again! and your words actually gave me an idea of what to write next!

take this as a coming-back present or something✨

𓏲̣̇.info

characters : leona x fem!reader ⏤͟͟͞͞★

genre : SFW, fluff, lite-comedy ⏤͟͟͞͞★

type : headcanons ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.scenario

you have been away travelling for months for some reason (study, volunteering, tourism, treatment, project, trip), this is what the lion is gonna do in your absence and how he will feel about it! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.Enjoy! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

"I'll be gone for a few months" you said—

He’d rather kill himself than admit he misses you! No messages, no calls — he doesn’t even care when you’re online. Suddenly, he acts like you’re the most irrelevant person in his life, like the servant who washes his underwear matters more than you ever did at some point

"oi, leona, you ok?" ruggie would ask.

"can't you see it? i'm in peace, i didn't even realize how much of a pain in the ass that stupid herbivore was. " —said with a roll of his eyes—

but he actually feels like his days became so empty and boring.

he was sleeping 12 hours a day, and now? he would sleep 30 hours a day if he could. though — his sleeping is irregular, light, uncomfortable, sometimes stays in bed and does nothing at all..maybe it is insomnia? or he is basically not sleepy?..

he tries to convince himself that your absence allows him to sleep now, but he just.. sleeps to get time to pass, waiting forbyou to come back — refusing to admit it even to himself

starts thinking too much about you in a "this herbivore would be annoying if..."

he sees an orange cat? "the annoying herbivore would say you look like me, such a stupid thing to say" with a huff.

he sweats from training and didn't take a shower? "that brat would keep yapping and telling me to shower, clean freak."

buys your favorite snack? —god forbid it was on purpose, of course— "ugh, that tofu-spined would die just to get a bite then ends up eating the whole thing...i can enjoy a meal now without my food getting stolen."

he refuses to delete anything about you, from you, to you — literally anything that is related to you

that one iced coffee can you drunk before leaving? still on his table, didn't let ruggie throw it

the funny-haha rooster's legs stockings you forgot in his room? the very random shirt you made everyone in the shcool sign on it to call it "inkredible memories"? your toe nails that you collected in a plastic bag and kept in his room to remind him of you? — yeah, he keeps all these in his drawers

suddenly, started playing the same games you played on your phone, listening to your favorite music, reading your favorite genre of books..why?

"i'm bored, just trying to see what's so fun about these stuff to waste my time on it"

by coincidence, visiting the same places you both have been to together..that specific tree in the garden, or the classroom you sneaked to together between classes, or even a place in the forest no one knows about

"i'm just bored, nothing else at all, not that i miss spending time with you in those places or something. what do i look like to you? a lovely bestie??"

stalking..yes, like..somehow by accident. he will always end up in a way that reminds him of you —

he was scrolling in his phone, and he ended up on your own profile staring at your pictures and posts

he was walking around campus, found himself standing at ramshakle

finished classes, now spending more time in the chemistry classroom that you enjoyed studying in..

and he doesn't even realize it until it is too late "what the hell brought me here? you still show around even when you are away? ugh, clingy herbivore."

and of course..when you message him, call him, does any sort of contact — he would get up from his 24 hours nap just to reply with something like:

"hm, interesting" "ttyl" "i'm gonna block you" "stop calling, i'm trying to sleep"

does he want to talk to you? yes

does he love it when you remember him and send about your journey? absolutely

will he act like it or admit it? "over my dead body"

his feelings? ⏤͟͟͞͞★

Ah, Leona’s feelings? Denial is his middle name.

Of course he’s gonna be in peak denial mode every time he starts catching feelings or getting attached to someone. This man lives in the delusion that he has full control over his emotions — like admitting he's in love is some kind of defeat. Especially when it's about you — the herbivore who somehow slips past his stonewall defenses without even trying.

Week One: “Finally, some peace.”

He’s out here convincing himself that your absence is a “well-deserved break.” That you were annoying with your constant questions and chaotic energy. But then… the dorm is too quiet.

The chair you always sat in? Empty.

Nobody watching him like a hawk during lunch in the cafeteria.

He starts feeling something off, but brushes it off with, “Nice… freedom.”

Week Two: “Tch, it’s not like I care.”

People start asking, “Didn’t she travel or something? Don’t you miss her?”

He shrugs lazily, “Left me some peace and quiet. No complaints.”

But now? A whiff of a scent that smells like your perfume? A laugh in the hallway that sounds eerily like yours?

Suddenly he’s freezing mid-step — but nope, still not admitting anything.

Mid-absence: Displacement mode: activated.

He still refuses to admit he’s missing you, so he redirects that tight feeling in his chest in the most Leona-core ways:

Sleeps more than usual just to avoid thinking.

Snaps at Ruggie when he says, “Haven’t seen her in a while. You think she’s okay?”

Gets weirdly invested in random things — anything, anything but being alone with his thoughts.

Months later: “Damn it… where did I leave that thing she gave me??”

He starts doing stuff that’d look normal on the outside, but for him? Suspicious.

He’s rummaging for that dumb little trinket you gave him.

Staring too long at a photo where your shadow’s barely visible in the corner.

Passing by that spot on campus you used to love — for no reason, of course. Just “wandering.”

Then he slinks back into his usual routine, covering everything with a thick layer of fake boredom and half-hearted yawns.

But deep down?

He’s one missed text away from spiraling into a full-blown identity crisis.

i fucking enjoyed writing this, it is so cute my god this one would be my fav for the next decade😭✨🤍

𓏲̣̇.Thanks For Reading! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

[mays-simping-for-leona]

NO WAY THIS IS YOU GURLL😩🙏🏻🙏🏻WHY YOU FUCKIN DELETED YOUR ACCOUNT??!!

anyway gonna fight later, i wanna see a fanart of leona x reader from that lion and strawberries blog PLEEEASEEEEE

and please don't delete your account again you don't know how much i cursed you when i couldn't find it, and i cursed you again in like 10 minutes ago when i found it

i fucking love you and your writing keep posting about that lazy big kitten😩💝💝

omg bro please don't eat me alive😭i won't delete it again i promise!!

thank you sooo much for your kind words it really made my day🤍🤍and sure here you got it! it took me way too much time to draw i struggled with it for some reason

this drawing is from this fanfic if anyone interested in reading it!

reader is wearing leona's shirt

i wanted to draw a third drawing but got too lazy please forgive me

𓏲̣̇.love y'all so much! ⏤͟͟͞͞★

[mays-simping-for-leona]

way too much smut in twst fandom

ok soo..this is a topic i really wanna talk about

smut. way too much everywhere

like, i can't enjoy reading anything without it being romantic or mostly about love in a way. i see a lot of potential in twst characters but believe that most people here are more interested in the spicy content

im no one to judge any of you and tell you what to post or write, this is just something i noticed and wanted to share because it makes me feel sad and disappointed. i love romance and intimacy ngl but to this extent? ain't no way

just got curious, am i the only one who doesn't like focusing on one side and leaving all the other goodies?

and why in your opinion no one is interested in the other content? — in my previous account, posts that contained no love or intimacy didn't gain interaction as much as the other posts, but i wasn't surprised..this is something i got used to, not just me — i read a lot of fanfic and headcanons here, noticed less interaction in non-romantic blogs for other users

and don't let me even get started with the SA fanfics, shipping siblings, shipping adults with minors, this is another topic

btw lol why everyone here are 25+ reading these kinda stuff💀..

[mays-simping-for-leona]

𓏲̣̇.Welcome To My Account!⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.about me

hi! im Mays, she/her, im 18 y/o

artist, headcanon and fanfic writer

born on 8/21 if you are interested in saying happy bday!

𓏲̣̇.about my acount

this account is basically for me to post good and nice things about leona, im a VERY big fan and want to write my ideas here and simp with yall

this account will contain headcanons, scenarios, fanart, animation, literally ANYTHING that has the name leona in it

i was a previous writer here and had some good amount of followers and content but i lost it all bruh (i deleted my account cause im stupid)

𓏲̣̇.my rules

im totally ok and open for asks in every sort of request (headcanons, fanart, scenarios, discussing any topic about leona) or even roleplaying in discord and character hub! im totally open for it, just DM me :D and i don't mind making friends

headcanons, scenarios, fanart, fanfic or literally ANYTHING romantic or lovely between y/n and leona would be only a fem! reader, im kind of religious and not comfortable writing leona in any other way than straight

any ask that doesn't contain love or romance in it would be totally fine in gender neutral reader

i only write SFW (from intimate/romance side), please don't request anything smut/porn/18+

this account is dedicated for leona so please let the request about leona only, though i don't mind making other savannaclaw members side characters in what i'll write

i can write dark/bloody/whatever considered NSFW in a non-romantic or sexual way

i totally refuse shipping leona with any man from the game, only with girls

attacking me or saying any kind of shit because of me being straight and writing twst characters as straight will lead you to being blocked with zero hesitation (happened to me before, and i'll not allow it again), if you think twst boys are gay/bi/whatever, just keep it for yourself, im doing this because of my religion beliefs not because im trying to spread hate..i respect everyone as people but won't tolerate being judged over my beliefs

this account is only meant for my own fun and to post nice, SFW content and i'm not trying to attack anyone here or offend anybody

respect me = i respect you

𓏲̣̇.account map

#maysheadcanons — for the headcanons

#maysfanfics — for fanfics

#maysfanart — for fanarts

#mayscomics — for comics

#maysdiscuss — for discussing about leona and stuff

#maysrandoms — anything random with no purpose

Enjoy my account :3 ⏤͟͟͞͞★

[mays-simping-for-leona]

Lion and Strawberries ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.info

characters: leona x fem!reader⏤͟͟͞͞★

genre: fluff, comfort, SFW⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.scenario

leona finds you in pain because of your period and decides to take care of his herbivore ⏤͟͟͞͞★

𓏲̣̇.Enjoy!⏤͟͟͞͞★

It hurts... it hurts so bad.

It’s past midnight. Darkness wraps around everything, thick and suffocating. The only sound breaking through is the soft chirping of crickets in the grass—like a lullaby meant for adults, a quiet call to sleep.

But your eyes refuse to close. Not because you’re trying to stay up watching TikToks until 4am, not because you don’t want to rest.

No—it’s because the pain is louder than sleep. And rest? Rest feels like a faraway fantasy when you're curled under your blanket, your hands pressing hard against your aching belly, your brows pulled tight in discomfort.

“Damn it… why does this hurt so much?” you whisper into your pillow, breath hitching, tears pricking your eyes. Your stomach and back are throbbing—because your dramatic uterus decided to throw a tantrum, mourning the tragic, heartbreaking news that you didn’t get pregnant. Again.

Honestly, you hate being a woman right now.

“Would it be so bad if I just got you removed?” you mutter, lightly punching your lower belly. “I’m so done with you and your monthly sobbing.”

And then—“OW OW! I TAKE IT BACK!”

Bad idea. Definitely a bad idea.

That is, until you hear him. The sound of your favorite door creaking open.

Footsteps—familiar ones. Footsteps that somehow always soothe your heart even when you’re dying inside.

It’s Leona.

Your Leo.

The one you lowkey summoned with your pain and pillow-whining.

“Herbivore. I’m back,” he yawns as he steps inside, voice as disinterested as ever, but his eyes? A little more alert than usual.

He smells it first—

That faint metallic scent.

Blood.

Your period.

He pauses by the door, sniffing the air like some aloof bloodhound. His ears catch the strain in your voice, the whimper you tried to hide. You didn’t rush him, didn’t tackle him in a hug like usual.

You called out from afar. Something’s wrong, and he knows it.

“What’s wrong, herbivore?” he asks, already walking toward you as he tugs off his shirt and sits by your side. Calm expression. Cool tone. Zero panic.

“I smell your period.”

And you? You don’t hesitate—not for a second. You crawl toward him, head dropping into his lap, arms wrapping tight around his waist like he’s your personal emotional support heater.

“My cramps... Leo, it hurts. I can’t sleep,” you whimper, breath shaky, tears rolling freely now.

His ears twitch slightly. He inhales slowly. Fingers begin to trail down your back, soft and deliberate. He looks down at you without saying a word—he’s never been great at comforting with speech anyway.

Just touch. Just quiet presence. And yet, so much is said.

“Sit up, herbivore.”

His voice is steady. Measured. He helps you up with gentle hands, adjusts your pillows, tucks you in carefully.

Then, leaning closer, he pulls the blanket over you with a sort of protective precision. “Stay here. Don’t move. Don’t follow me. Got it?” His tone is still flat, like always—but… softer. Just a little.

You nod, sneaking a kiss to his cheek. Even through the pain, a small smile dares to form. “Okay… I’ll wait for you.”

And Leo rolls up his sleeves like he's about to fight someone, then disappears.

Outside the room, he pauses—back pressed against the wall, deep in thought.

"Do I give her sweets?

No, wait—sweets aren’t good during periods, right? I should definitely make a warm compress first."

He marches into the dorm kitchen, opening drawers and cabinets with more urgency than he’d ever admit. Boils water. Googles 'best period foods' like his life depends on it. Turns out: sugar’s not the best option.

Until—oh. Oh yes.

Dark chocolate.

The holy grail. Her favorite.

He grabs some from the fridge. Plates it like a disaster chef—ugly but made with love—throws on some strawberries and nuts. Adds a cup of ginger and cinnamon tea. Hot water bottle in hand, he returns to you.

Your eyes widen like sparkly anime orbs when he walks in—arms full of goodies, all for you.

“Just rest. Let me handle this. You’re not supposed to move too much,” he says sternly, setting things down. His eyes betray him, though—full of concern, full of quiet frustration that you’re in this much pain.

“Wait… Leo, did you actually do all this for—?!!”

A strawberry is shoved into your mouth before you can finish.

“You don’t have the energy for questions right now. You can yell and yap at me tomorrow. Just shut up and eat for now.”

Ah yes, peak romance. Not the tortured kind. Not the fake fairy tale. The real stuff.

And you? You melt. Entirely.

Now, you’re laying in bed, curled up beside him. Your head leans against his shoulder. Your fingers draw tiny stars on his chest.

He doesn’t resist. He just… lets you.

Feeding you strawberries one by one, tucking the hot compress against your belly like a silent warrior.

“Better?” he asks, eyes lowered, voice almost a whisper.

“I love you…” you murmur, placing a kiss on his cheek before forcing a strawberry into his mouth.

“Mmh,” he hums, chewing it silently.

The predator stays silent tonight. No complaints, no growls. He takes the fruit instead of flesh—because this strawberry, from your hand, is sweeter and more precious than any meat he’s ever tasted.

A fruit filled with love, with quiet gratitude. A soft, wordless thank you.

“You know,” you whisper.

“Hm?” His ear twitches again—so typical of your lion.

“You’re a big softie. Look at you taking care of me without even being asked~”

Of course, you have to tease him.

He growls under his breath, rolls his eyes. “If I didn’t have principles, I’d fling that plate at your face, herbivore. Watch your mouth.”

“Ohhh, so romantic today!” you giggle, kissing his cheek again. “Thanks...”

He sighs. A smug little smirk plays at the corner of his mouth. “silly herbivore…”

And that night, you didn’t fall asleep to cricket lullabies.

You fell asleep to the rhythm of his breathing.

To the heartbeat pressed gently against your ear.

To his warmth—wrapping you in peace.

And finally… you both slept.

Safe.

Together.

just a starter for my next scenarios, i hope you enjoyed it :3

i'm open for asks btw! give me any SFW idea you want and i'll write it!

𓏲̣̇.Thank You For Reading!⏤͟͟͞͞★