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Okay…I need every single one of my babies to vote which one comes first!!! Would you all prefer “Old Dogs and New Dolls” first, or, “Reserved For Her”? Aghhh please let me know!!! I can’t stress myself out anymore because of this lol…

- Priscilla 💝

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oh we need this as a series❤️💔

AHHHH okay, okay…I’ll think about it guys!!!! 🥹 Like I stated before, I would love to finish “old dogs and new dolls” chapter 2 coming soon first before starting anything else! So I apologize if I take just a liiiiiitle long!

- Priscilla 💝

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can we get a part 2 of businessman leon?

Totally meant to reply to this ask when posting part 2…(I’m so sorry anon! Forgive me 🥹💝) But part 2 is posted just for you! 💋

-Priscilla 💝

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𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐁𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧!𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 ♡ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀𝐭 𝐉𝐅𝐊 𝐀𝐢𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭, 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧, 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲, 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

Humming a sweet tune, lips pressed together to spread your lipstick across your lips, suitcase held in your hands whilst you counted the amount of people that passed by like sheep. You couldn’t help but step ne foot out of the line, leaning to the side and stretching your head out to catch just a tiny glimpse of the plane. It wasn’t your first time anymore, you couldn’t help but feel the rush of adrenaline and blood rushing underneath your skin, nerves making your legs slightly wobble at the thought of being so high in the air on a flying piece of metal 30,000 feet above the air. Taking a deep breath in, your cheeks puffed up as you exhaled, the flushed pink hue all over the fat.

It felt like forever until it was your turn, watching a few old geezers be total assholes just because they’re sitting hallways across the plane from each other. Like It was the attendants fault that they chose the cheaper route and didnt pick their seats. Spending so much time sucked up in the drama abused you to not even realize that you were next, just looking at the attendant with a big childish smile all over your face.

“Ma’am? Do you have your ticket?” The woman asked with a raised eyebrow, a weirded out look on her face, eyebrows risen high before your pretty litttle world of drama was crushed. Smile immediately washing away like a flower down the river. Embarrassment and shame flushed those rosy cheeks that were once puffy and full of life.

“O-Oh yes! I-Im so sorry you know—Just like caught up in all the chatter and—“ Dugging through your junk filled bag, papers overflowing from the top as you yelped from the mess of papers that had landed onto the floor from your purse. Crumbling and creasing the paper in between your hands, luckily finding your passport with your plane ticket right in the middle, handing it to the woman with a witty expression plastered all over your face.

“Ah! You’ve been selected for a surprise upgrade to first class! Enjoy your flight ma’am.” What was once a mumbling bunch of words was now quiet and still. Eyes wide, twinkling like the biggest and brightest star at night. Pausing for just five seconds, not really knowing what to say. A random free upgrade? This was going to be the bests flight ever!

“R-Really..?”

“Mhm! Oooof all the amenities too! I’d take advantage of that if I was you.” With a laugh, the attendant handed you the ticket, gently patting your shoulder and sending you off with a smile.e Different from the first weirder out look she gave you. It was as if your knees were about to buckle whilst walking through that long passenger boarding bridge to the entrance of the plane. Being the last one to walk through, greeted by beautiful flight attendants in those tight little professional uniforms. You handed one of the nicer younger looking ladies your ticket, hands shaky and almost reluctant to give your ticket up. The sweet woman even led you too your seat and stuffed your carry-on in the overhead bin! Oh wow, premium service indeed!

“I’m starting to think you’re obsessed with me. Following me to my seat?”

That familiar voice from the gated lounge rung out, leaning back in those fancy first class seats, smirk on that stupid wanna-be-model face of his. Window that separated the two luxurious seats down, a clear sign of how little relaxation you’d get on this flight.

“I-I hope turbulence takes us both out,” you mumbled, cheeks burning as you stood there like a total idiot just staring at him. Taking hesitant steps forwards, shoulders slightly tense as you sat down. The words came out more like a squeak than an insult.

He chuckled, low and smooth. “You don’t mean that.”

You didn’t. But you weren’t about to tell him that. Not when your heart was doing jumping jacks just from sitting this close to him.

You tucked your legs slightly to the side, smoothing your skirt and trying to ignore the way those daring blue eyes bore into your soul. Your hands nervously clutched the seatbelt, and you glanced around the cabin like a little lost duck, eyes wide and sparkly. “I-I didn’t even know people got upgraded for free like this,” you said, more to yourself than him. “I thought it was just like…a rumor, just in the movies, or something.”

He watched you, amused, resting his chin in his palm. “Maybe you’re just lucky. What’s your name anyway, if you don’t mind me asking darling?

You looked at him then, lips pressed into a thoughtful pout. “Y/N. And no, I-I’m very much not lucky at all.” Continuing whilst leaning back against the plush cushioning of the seat. “I’m more of a trip-on-flat-surfaces kind of girl. Once I dropped an entire tray of iced coffee at work because someone smiled at me.”

His laugh escaped before he could stop it. “Cute name. I’m Leon.” He finally answered, holding out his hand expecting a handshake like it was some sort of business deal. Of course, you couldn’t leave him hanging, so your tiny little soft hand gently shook his—engulfed by his palm, rough padding of his fingers against yours. “Dangerous weapon, smiles.”

You giggled too, brushing your hair behind your ear shyly. “Exactly. Smiles should be illegal. Especially yours. It’s kind of… threatening. Scary.”

His brows lifted, clearly enjoying himself now. “You think my smile is threatening?” Leon pointed to himself.

You nodded quickly, avoiding his eyes, twiddling with your thumbs. “Mmhm. Feels like I’m about to sign my soul away or something.”

A silence stretched for a second — a warm one. He leaned back slightly, watching you with a new softness in his gaze.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he said.

You buried your face in your hands. “It wasn’t supposed to be!”

“But it was,” he teased. “You just didn’t mean to say it out loud.”

You let out a helpless little whimper, trying not to melt into your seat. “You’re not supposed to be nice and annoying. It’s unfair. I-It’s not how this game works!”

Just then, the captain’s voice crackled over the speakers, announcing takeoff. You tensed slightly, gripping the armrest with both hands. Not because you were terrified of flying, exactly — but something about that moment right before takeoff always made you feel like you were about to be launched into a new life.

He noticed your white-knuckled grip.

“Nervous flyer?”

You offered him a sheepish look. “Not nervous. Just…respectfully terrified.”

Without a word, he gently nudged his hand through the privacy window, letting his fingers rest just beside yours. Close enough to notice. Not close enough to scare you.

“I got you,” he said, voice lower now. “It’s just a plane. But if it helps, you can think of me as your emotional support seatmate.”

You blinked, lips parting slightly in surprise.

Then — despite yourself — you smiled.

It was small. Soft. But real.

And suddenly, flying 30,000 feet above the ground didn’t seem quite so scary anymore. Feet kicking at lift off, and unfamiliar yet warm fingers were caressing your knuckles.

Yay I stayed true to my words! <3 hope you all enjoy this part 2! Not sure if this is like…Series or something now, help! I really wanna finish “old dogs and new dolls” first before starting anything big again! Unless you all prefer this over “old dogs and new dolls”! Anyways, I love all of you and stay safe everyone! Drink your water, eat a nice yummy meal, and take care of yourself. And once again, if anything is wrong, bad, or if I made a mistake please let me know! Thank you all! 💝

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Businessman!Leon X Young Reader comes out Friday (No because for real it does,..I’m not lying this time I promise!!!) I apologize for how long I have been taking to write, summer + honeymoon + morning sickness is kicking my booty :,(

I would absolutely hate if writing starts feeling like a chore, I want it to be fun!! So please excuse me if I take my time, I want to make things perfect. Not rushed work! <3

-Priscilla 💝

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Thank you all so so much for 180 followers!! Oh my goodness, all of you are so sweet! I love each and every single one of you so much, thank you for giving me a platform to write and express my silly little thoughts to all share with you! 💝

Hubby bought me a new laptop and a bunch of other things to help me write, so expect lots soon! Stay safe, love you guys so so much!! <3

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Businessman!Leon flying to LA for a conference, only to stumble upon Reader sitting next to him at the airport terminal! <3

Crossing his ankle over a knee, looking around at the busy yet familiar environment of New Yorks most notorious airport; JFK. Many sitting and enjoying a few minutes of tranquility before boarding, others arguing with vulnerable staff, but only one looking around at everything just like him.

A young girl, no older than a teenager, looking around with dazed sparkling eyes like this airport was the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. Straight posture, childish smile on her face, bouncing her legs in such a fast manner it seemed as if she was about to explode.

“You look a little too young to be traveling by yourself…How old are you sweetheart?” Leon questioned, eyebrows slightly furrowing—But not in a mad way, more of a ‘do your parents know you’re here?’ Way.

“Old enough that my parents let me travel alone…” She playfullt replied, dragging her words, childish smile now turning into a cheeky smirk, not being able to resist the giggle that fell between her lips. Turned to the side, hands on her knees, eyes playful.

“Ah—Smart, I’ll give you that.” He added with a chuckle, elbow against the hand rest, fingers holding his chin up. “First time on a plane?”

“Second!” She chirped, tweeted like a bird. “My first was when I came to New York, now this is my second, because I’m going back home.” Tilting her head to the side, providing silly information he hadn’t asked for. Not like Leon minded it one bit, it was cute. Especially with how happy she sounded.

An announcement blared over the intercom, announcing that gate was finally boarding after what felt like hours. It was all illegible mumbles, but everyone else was standing up, including Leon, so she followed cluelessly.

“Exciting. Enjoy the trip alright sweetheart? Don’t talk to any creeps like me.” He joked with a laugh, adjusting his sunglasses slightly, grabbing the handle of his expensive suitcase before walking away without another word. Passport and coffee in hand. Leon was first in line, handing the worker his ticket, causing the poor girl working to do a double take, about to speak up before she was cut off.

“Upgrade her seat, right next to mine. I don’t care how much, give yourself a nice tip while you’re at it.”Leon demanded whilst digging though his Jean pocket, opening his wallet and placing that sleek black card between the attendants fingers. Snatching his ticket away without another question. There wasn’t anything to worry about, he knew he’d get his way.

Haha okay just something silly I typed up…Because this is how I met my hubby lol!!! Traveled to New York to tour around Columbia university’s campus before committing, and when I was flying home to LA, he upgraded my seat right next to his in first class! Anyways, stranger danger! Or else you’ll end up married a year later like me! <3 (P.S, Reader is 19! I apologize for not making it more clear, especially with the university description.)

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Too lazy to write…But never too lazy to write a few headcanons about Older!Retired Neighbor Leon and Young!Teacher Reader! Just a little glimpse into the future for this duo! ᵔᴗᵔ

Older!Retired Leon who watches you dance around in your kitchen from his homes living room every evening and early morning--Still in your tiny little frilly nightgowns in the early hours, switching over to adorable floral girly dresses in the evening.

Older!Retired Leon that pats your booty like they are a pair of bongos, humming the melody of some stupid silly rock song that's older than you, shocked you've never heard of it. Smirking down at your delicate figure, cheek smushed up against his chest, giving him those big eyes and cheesy smile he adored, staring at your exquisite features, all before giving those buns a few squeezes before you protested!

Older!Retired Leon that loves it when you're trying out a new recipe, calling him into your kitchen every few minutes asking him the same questions: “I-Is it good?” “Does it need more salt?” “Try it! I promise, I added something else!” Of course, nothing was ever wrong with your food. It was all amazing to him, especially since he couldn't even recall the last time he had a home cooked meal. Yet you were a worry wart, always wanting to make sure it was perfect before plating. Even if he scarfed it down in less than five minutes.

Older!Retired Leon who although older than you, more tired, and less energetic, still fulfills every single one of your needs and wishes. Buying you that pretty dress from that fancy boutique downtown, delivering fresh flowers to your home and job weekly, loving how you tell him the reaction of your students when they walked in and saw that giant bouquet on your desk.

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𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 ♡ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠!𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫—𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. 𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰. 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩…𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦—𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 - 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 & 𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞

The smell of roasted brewed coffee filled the air of Leon’s almost empty home. There wasn’t much inside—A couch, wooden dining table, two chairs, his bed, and that was simply it. He was a man, he didn’t do any of that girly decorating stuff, the bare minimum was good enough for him. Yawning as the sun peeked through the bedroom windows, lifting his shirt over his head with a sigh. 

Picking up his belt from the floor, groaning at the strain on his back, this Sunday was just like every Sunday before. A faint feminine scent left in his sheets, clothes thrown all over the floor, and a hangover that repeatedly pounded his head. Calloused fingers sliding his belt through his dark colored jeans loops, running a hand through tousled hair once buckled up. The morning was just like any other—before the doorbell interrupted his thoughts.

Mumbled curses under his breath, Leon was about to lose his shit. Who in the world would be knocking on his door this early in the morning? The sun was just barely peeking over the mountains, and those stupid door to door salesmen were already hard at work. Heavy thumps echoed throughout the home, fiddling with the locks on the door before being met with a sigh he thought he’d never be able to see again.

You. Standing in front of his door with a rosy blush on her cheeks, clearly a little scared and very shy. Holding a small heart shaped box of cookies in her hands, a pink summer dress hanging off of her body and swinging with the fresh spring breeze.

“L-Leon…H-Hi! Good morning! I made you cookies!”

your voice soon broke, a witty smile on your face as you brought the plastic heart shaped box forward, the wind chimes hanging from your front yards magnolia tree hitting his ears. 

“I-It’s just a little thank you for…U-Um…Helping me move in!”

You explained a little bit, realizing you probably sounded a tad bit silly and like a total weirdo saying she just made him cookies. They didn’t know each other that well…So, it was deemed to be awkward. Especially with your shy personality. Of course Leon knew it was for that reason, it was evident, but still, he stayed silent. How adorable it was to watch her little mind work its gears…Try to think of something to say to not make things awkward, even if they weren’t. Chuckling to himself before revealing a smirk that he couldn’t contain, he just had to have a quick laugh at her.

“Thank you sweetheart. Oh wow, these look amazing. You really put your whole heart into this hm?”

Leon questioned with an eyebrow raised, reaching out to grab the small box. Looking down through the clear plastic packaging, seeing all of the different types of cookies she had baked just for him. Basic chocolate chip, jelly heart centers, and snickerdoodle. Smiling to himself before looking back up at her sparkling eyes, opening the door wider as if inviting you in.

“Wanna come on in? I just brewed some coffee, we can share these over a cup.”

The hinges on the door creaked as he pushed the door back, signaling with his hand that she was allowed to walk inside if she pleased. He didn’t wanna scare the poor girl, she already looked shy and hesitant enough. Leon was gonna change that, finally letting your shoulders rest and your back not be so tight.

“Sure! Um, t-that sounds really nice…I’m not a big coffee drinker, but thank you for the offer Leon.”

With a bright grin, you nodded your head happily, so eager to learn more about your mysterious neighbor. Like…What was that noise coming from his home last night? Just kidding. Of course you wouldn’t ask that. That’s just stupid. And plus, you didn’t wanna be hated immediately.

“More for me then.”

A deep grumble escaped his throat, hearing the click of her heels hit the old wooden floor, closing the door behind her like a true man before leading the way. Your eyes wandered; waiting for something that gave you a hint about him. But the bare white walls, minimum decoration, and the empty beer bottles on the coffee table in front of the couch already explained enough about the type of man Leon was, or is.

Walking down the hall into the kitchen felt like a boring uneventful trip. Leon didn’t have a sense of style, or even decor. What more could you expect from a guy in his mid forties? Let alone a retired one? Yeah, he was fine with what he had, which was the important part.

Sitting in the chair Leon pulled out for her, thanking him sweetly with her soft voice barely above a whisper. Adjusting the skirt of that pink frilly dress, keeping up with her adorable little feminine fashion style that made everyone’s head turn, yet it suits you so well.

Ceramic plates in hand, he sat down right across from you at the table. Legs of the wooden chair scraping against the kitchen floor. The bones in his hand flexing with each movement, even setting down a plate in front of you caused your mind to race with a million thoughts, making something deep within you feel a certain way, a way you've never even felt that caused the hairs on the back of your neck to stand up and your spine to shiver. 

A gumble from Leon’sthroat immediately threw you out of that horny girl dazed state.Eyes becoming alert, locking back onto Leon as he picked up one of the strawberry jam cookies with the adorable heart in the center, each one having a different jam filling. You were looking at him with those pleading puppy eyes he couldn't resist without even knowing, head tilted to the side, mouth slightly agape. Twiddling with your fingers in your lap, waiting for him to just say something to get this awkward silence out of your environment.

“Mm…These are absolutely delicious sweetheart. What do you put in here? That’s a hazard around me right there…”

Leon playfully committed on your cookies, smiling whilst chewing, immediately going in for another bite as soon as he was done talking. Relief washed over your body as he finally spoke up, grinning and letting out a witty chuckle. Shoulders relaxing, delicate fingers pushing your hair back behind your ear, straightening back up as a witty chuckle escaped past the gap of your lips.

“Really? Thank you…I-It’s my own secret recipe, nothing bad in it, I-I promise!”

With another laugh, you leaned forward once again and smiled. Adjusting your position in the chair, opening your mouth to say something, yet his sharp voice cut you off without another thought. 

“I know doll, I’m joking with you. Ah shit–You sure you don’t want anything to drink?”

Cursing underneath his breath, Leon soon realized how much of a jackass he was being, completely forgetting to offer you anything. Standing up, grabbing a glass  from the barley filled kitchen cabinet, opening the fridge and looking around to name off the beverages inside. “I got…Milk, juice, water, whatever you want.”

“Um–Water please.”

Nodding, Leon grabbed the pitcher filled with water in his hand, pouring it into the glass cup before setting it down right in front of you. “Here you go doll, if you need anything else don’t be shy to ask.”

“Thank you…You’re too kind.” 

Embarrassingly enough, you didn’t even wait a good minute before taking a sip. Soft gulps echoing throughout the kitchen as the cold liquid ran down your esophagus, his familiar chuckle ringing in your ears as he spoke up once more.

“No, not at all. If anything, I need to be even more.”

Leon leaned back slightly in his chair, that same easy smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. His fingers drummed softly against the ceramic mug in front of him, as if there was a rhythm to the comfort he brought into the room—unintentionally or not.

With a snicker of your own, you smiled as you set the glass down gently on the wooden table. The way Leon’s charismatic self would make soft little jokes warmed your heart, even if most of them weren’t laugh-out-loud funny. Who didn’t love a good dad joke, anyway? His humor was old-fashioned, sure—definitely more on the “uncle at a barbecue” side of the spectrum—but that made it even more endearing.

“How is moving in coming along? Do you need help with anything else?” he asked, tilting his head ever so slightly. The genuine tone in his voice made your heart flutter. He wasn’t asking out of politeness. He actually wanted to help.

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and looked down bashfully at your lap before responding. “Oh, I-it’s good. I’m pretty much settled in, just need a few more things. But I’m okay, thank you.”

Leon nodded slowly, but there was a spark of amusement in his eyes—he wasn’t buying it.

“You sure? I’ve seen you in the backyard lately,” he said, leaning forward slightly as his tone took on a teasing edge. “Those garden beds aren’t gonna build themselves, sweetheart.”

Your eyes widened slightly, cheeks flushing with embarrassment at having been caught. “O-Oh..! I-I know! It’s just been a little hard…I’ve just been lazy, how embarrassing to admit.”

He chuckled, deep and low. “Not at all. We’ve all been there.”

You offered a sheepish smile in return, your fingers fidgeting with the hem of your pink fluffy dress under the table. Before you could try to explain further, Leon continued.

“Want some help?” he offered, reaching across the table to nudge the cookie box closer to you. “I have all the tools and everything—you don’t have to worry, doll. We don’t want you damaging those freshly manicured nails of yours.”

You laughed nervously, shaking your head even as a genuine smile spread across your face. His charm was almost overwhelming in the best way. “Oh, t-that would be lovely! Thank you, Leon. You really don’t need to, I can do it!”

Leon waved off your protests with a shrug and a lopsided grin. “No, no, you’re fine. I can’t have a lady doing the hard work, especially when I’m just sitting around. I’ll be there tomorrow, around this time, alright?”

You hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly, warmth blooming in your chest. His kindness was the kind that felt rare these days. “It’s not your responsibility, I-I really appreciate it, Leon. Y-Yes, tomorrow is perfect!”

You stood from the chair, his movements following hours before running a hand through his messy dark golden blonde brownish locks.

“Well, I-I have to get going. Thank you so much for the water, and I hope you enjoy the cookies. You can keep the container, it’s okay!”

His smile faltered slightly, not ready for the conversation to end. “So soon? Alright, I understand.”

As he led you toward the door, he looked back at you with that signature smirk softening into something warmer. “You’re welcome, sweetheart. And those cookies are absolutely delicious… If you ever have any extra, bring them over, yeah?”

You giggled, covering your mouth with your hand as you stood up to see follow him out. “I-I will! Thank you, Leon. Have a good day, okay? It was nice meeting up with you!”

“Likewise, doll.” He opened the door for you, sunlight spilling in and casting a golden hue along the floorboards. He gave you one last look, a knowing gleam in his eyes. “See you tomorrow, alright?”

“Mkay,” you said softly. His body leaning against the wall by the doorway. “Bye, Leon. Thank you!”

He winked, the corner of his mouth twitching into that familiar smirk again. “Anytime.”

And with that, the door closed gently behind you, leaving the scent of fresh coffee, cookies, and something entirely unspoken lingering in the air.

𝐓𝐚𝐠’𝐬🏷️: @ctmaw @vesperaominosum @mirainwonderland @levislegislation @sunshinedaisywrites777 @writingwisterias @danigirls-missions

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 - Ahhh I finally posted chapter 1 everyone! 🥹 I apologize that this has taken me so long, I have been on my honeymoon with my husband! I’ve been taking everything easy, but I hope you all enjoy! If there is anything I messed up, did wrong, missed, etc, please kindly inform me! Thank you all so much! Love you and stay safe!! 💝 (P.S, if you can tell which parts I wrote half asleep, and which parts I wrote whilst super focused, you get a cookie! 🍪)

[priscilladawn]

𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 ♡ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠!𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫—𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬. 𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰. 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩…𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦—𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭���� 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨.

₊˚ପ - 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞

₊˚ପ - 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 - 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 & 𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞

₊˚ପ - 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧!

Ahhh my first fic series! I am so excited to be able to write for all of you! Thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to do so! Please be patient with updates, and I hope you all enjoy! 💋

𝐓𝐚𝐠’𝐬🏷️: @ctmaw @vesperaominosum @mirainwonderland @levislegislation @sunshinedaisywrites777 @writingwisterias @stxrryskys @lalaluch @werfiedeii

[priscilladawn]

Carpenter!Joel miller who’s known for being able to do basically everything in town. Whether it be from fixing cars, clogged drains, or even rescuing a cat from a tree, Joel could do it. He was the guy you could call.

Not much was expected from the sudden phone call—just one of his best buds, your father, calling in a bit of a panic, asking if Joel could swing by his princess’s house. It wasn’t anything too serious. Her car just wouldn’t start in the frigid winter morning, no matter what she tried.

Joel figured he’d make a quick buck out of it, and with the way the weather in Jackson had been lately, it was likely just some moisture that had frozen somewhere in the engine or the electrical system—just like it had for so many others. Letting out a sigh, his breath misting in the icy air, Joel climbed into his old 1980s Chevrolet. The toolbox in the back clinked and rattled as he rumbled down the uneven, gravel-covered forest roads.

A thud from the door closing echoed through the trees, fresh crunchy snow breaking underneath his boots. Heavy breaths providing a sort of warmth for his body, russet eyes staring off into the surrounding trees in the distance, rugged eyebrows creasing together.

It wasn’t long before you came rushing out from your garage, calling out his name with those sweet lips of yours, like Cupid had just struck his heart. Sure, he knew your father had a daughter…But you? He wasn’t expecting a little doll like you to pop out. No wonder your father kept you a secret…

Quick but appreciative thank you’s fell from your lips at his timely manner, stuttering yet talking your complete empty head off whilst explaining everything that was going on! The car won’t start, you tried doing everything your father recommended over the phone, yet it still refused! How were you going to get your morning coffee? What about opening up your boutique? Oh, and those donuts you promised your colleagues!

No more of that worrying princess, just sit down and relax as he works. Let him pop open the hood and get to work. It really only took a good 10 minutes before your car was up and running again, and a bright excited grin lined your lips, giggling from happiness and excitement, practically jumping up and down like a little girl!

Thankfully, Joel made sure to mess with the wires just a bit, knowing another problem would for sure show before your daddy came home. He didn’t have to know, right? So why don’t you just take his number in case anything else happens princess? Better safe than sorry.

Can you tell I miss winter already? Ahh, but summer is just as beautiful! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

[priscilladawn]

Please just listen to me…Older retired Leon, living in a small suburban neighborhood that brings peace to his mind after endless years of working for the DSO.

There’s not much going on in Leon’s life anymore. Just…A boring retired old man. Sometimes he would go to the sleazy old bar in town, take a pretty girl to his bed all before finding her gone the next morning.

That was pretty much the only excitement in Leon’s life, oh, and his beloved motorcycle of course. Definitely expanded his collection with a few old and new bikes, just for some variety of course.

Being retired was something he of course knew would happen one way or the other…But Leon didn’t expect to be thrown out so soon. All because a few old achy bones of his and now he was “done”? He was fine. But nonetheless, what could he do now? His life would be forever dull…Not until you showed up.

A sweet little thing, just like the ones at the bar, but even better, moving into the old cottage colonial style home right next to him. Your hair silky and soft, dressed so feminine and sexy, all dolled up and pretty for the big move! No ring, and no husband in sight. Perfect for Leon to just pounce.

Leon just had to offer help. How could any man allow a beautiful doll like you to carry and lift all those heavy boxes? Plus, it let him show off those god sculpted muscles of his. You just had to be stubborn and remind him that you totally can’t can do all of this yourself!

By the end of the day, every single piece of furniture was unpacked and assembled, boxes thrown out, and all interns were in their designated place. Leon had even known a few little things about you! Like how you moved to accept a new teaching job, you recently graduated, you have two little adorable ragdoll cats that wouldn’t leave him alone while he was putting together your bed frame.

Days had gone in a bliss. Small knuckles hit against the wooden door, causing a grumble to fall from Leon’s lips. Probably those god damn salesman…He’d show them how to make a real fucking sale this time if they didn’t—

“I-I made you cookies!”

Does anyone want a series? Please let me know! I want to work on a fic/drabble series but want to please all of you as well! ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

[priscilladawn]

Husband Leon Kennedy this…Husband Leon Kennedy that…Okay, but what about Husband Chris Redfield?

Chris is utterly obsessed with you. Will do whatever you command within a heartbeat, no matter what it is. He’ll always make sure to zip up the back of your dress for you, leaving a few chaste kisses against the skin of your neck and shoulders. A trail of kisses from your ankle to your knee is left everytime he puts on your heels, giggling and smiling like a little girl, complaining that it tickles, yet he knows he’d keep going higher and higher if you weren’t so ticklish!

You could be doing the simplest thing like cooking, doing laundry, or picking up after your kiddos mess, he’d always be right behind you to give your ass a nice smack. It’s not his fault, it was looking at him first!

Definitely a big family man. Three older boys, and finally a pair of twin girls that couldn’t be anymore different personality wise. He’s a little harsher on his boys, he knows they can handle anything. But with his little girls? Oh, those two have him wrapped around their tiny fingers.

At the end of a hectic work day, muscles sore and achy, the touch of his beloved makes him melt. Just a nice warm shower and his family is all he needs. Your kids already know how tired daddy can be after work, that’s why after every mission, there’s a movie night in mom and dad’s bedroom. Including dad’s famously tight cuddles and loud bear snores not even five minutes into the film.

Even if he’s a dead man walking after a mission, all he needs to hear is those sweet bubbly laughs and the pitter patter of feet against the wood flooring. Squeals of joy escaping his sweet baby’s lips as they race to see who will hug dad first this time around!

And at the very last is his sweet darling. Blush on her cheeks and smile on her lips, arms wrapped around her figure, pulling her in for the deepest kiss of her life, that just gets deeper and deeper and sweeter and sweeter as time goes by. Only stopping as your children gag about how gross mommy and daddy are being!

[priscilladawn]

Thinking about husband Leon Kennedy!

The reason he wakes up every single morning. You. Even if he doesn’t verbally admit it, you both know you are the reason. He’s utterly obsessed with you, can’t keep his hands to himself.

He didn’t deserve all of your sweetness, he didn’t deserve the peace you brought upon him inside his mind. Suddenly, the days didn’t seem so long, and he could finally get a full nights sleep…Only when you were by his side.

Leon is the type of husband to do anything for his wife. His darling wants to get into gardening? Well, go on out to the backyard, garden beds are built and ready, along with a green house. The kids are absolutely driving you up the wall? There’s already an appointment scheduled for you at the spa, and a little weekend get away vacation for you and your girlfriends!

There’s been many times where you could just be cooking dinner in the kitchen, your kiddos causing a ruckus in the living room like always and playing superhero’s. Sighing whilst stirring the pot, keeping an eye on the roux. Suddenly, those familiar large hands of Leon would brush against your waist, sweet kisses pressed against the back of your neck that make you weak in the knees.

You both don’t know how, but in the end, the two of you wound up whisked away inside of the pantry, making out like two teenagers in the janitors closet. Giggles falling from your lips, all whilst Leon savored every last kiss from your sweet lips. Eyebrows furrowing at the way you were slowly trying to get out of his grasp.

All of that sweetness faded away in an instant, as toddler hands began to bang against the pantry door, curious little minds eager to know what mommy and daddy were doing inside of the pantry!

[priscilladawn]

Unpopular opinion; I don’t think Leon Kennedy would be a perfect dad. I’m not saying he wouldn’t be a good one! He just wouldn’t be perfect not that anyone is or like most other dads.

At the start of your relationship, it’s very clear he isn’t the biggest on having kids, especially not after raccoon city. But once he met and married you and the two of you started taking things more seriously, he gave you two beautiful little angels! A cute little baby girl, and a couple years later, a little baby boy.

Sure, Leon did his fatherly duties as expected. Waking up in the middle of the night mostly because his insomnia kept him up to soothe and change those stinky diapers, awkwardly play with them whilst you cleaned the house and cooked dinner, cuddling them every so often while he watched TV. He was a good father, just not the best. As they grew, he tried his best to be at every event he could, yet it proved to be a challenge with his never ending schedule.

He and his daughter have had their fair share of arguments over teenage things. Not letting her go to parties, or go out with some boy. He’s subtly affectionate with his children—having their silly drawings in his wallet, hearing them say they like a snack and suddenly selling out the entire store of that snack, knocking on their bedroom door with bags filled to the brim of Trader Joe’s chili & lime chips.

Leon isn’t the most perfect dad, yet he tries his hardest. It isn’t easy, especially after raccoon city, but he tries, and his kids know that. He tries hard both for you, and for his babies. But when no one’s looking, and everyone’s asleep, and his insomnia won’t leave him alone…He slips from your familiar comforting grasp and sneaks down the hallway into each of his kiddos room, pressing a soft kiss to their temple, letting them secretly know that daddy loves them, even if he doesn’t say it as much as he should.

Full credit to @rigorwhoring for this idea and inspo! <3

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