#🌿 ivy replies

[tipsyleaf]

I feel like Leon’s wife’s father invited him out to go fishing on his boat once or something, and it was honestly awkward most of the time.

They’d just be sitting in silence for a couple minutes, waiting for something to appear in the water. Leon would just start whistling to pass the time, trying to make it less awkward in any way.

It’s not because Leon didn’t like his wife’s father—it’s because that man scared him shitless. He was afraid if he even said one thing wrong or did one thing wrong, that man would come for his throat.

Leon would just catch his fish and do whatever that man told him, always ending in “sir” as soon as he finished talking. His wife would make fun of him for how scared he was of her father, but he couldn’t help it. Even if they had three kids and were happily married, he still didn’t wanna get on the guys bad side.

- Anon! 🎀

Oh his wife would bully tf out of him relentlessly. No holding back either. She's adamant her father loves him but he's not so sure.

Until one instance during a camping trip with the family and the grandparents tagged along. Gramps was adamant on teaching Violet to fish but she'd much rather stay and play with Cecilia back at their camp. (They're still younger here probably 9 and 5?) So Leon and the General end up fishing by themselves. It's incredibly awkward but at least there's some beers in the cooler to nurse while they fish.

After a few beers the General starts loosening up. Not eating breakfast because he spent most of the morning digging up worms for bait while everyone else ate. And now their spending the afternoon fishing. After a while, a few trout caught from the lake Leon starts reeling in something pretty big. It's fighting back pretty hard so he's talking Leon through the reeling as he grabs the net to scoop the fish up so the line doesn't break.

Leon ends up reeling in this massive fish. Enough to feed a few people. The General is smiling, smiling.... And patting him on the back. He puts a hand on Leon's shoulder and through tipsy slurs says:

"Leon, I'm proud to have you as my son."

Leon's in shock for a moment. He's been with his wife for years now and this is the first comment that's remotely anything like a compliment from this man with the exception of being called "not completely useless" countless times.

Not long after they go to shore, docking up and tying the boat up as they're cracking jokes all the way back to camp. But like some switch the second his father-in-law sees you, his daughter, he's back to his ways.

"Wow, look at you two! Lotta fish you got. Who caught the big guy?"

"The boy. He's not completely useless after all."

And we're back... Leon sighs, walking over and giving you a kiss hello as you tell him good job. Your father walks into the RV with the fish for his wife to clean.

"He said he was proud to have me as a son..." Leon immediately whispers to you. You smirk kissing his cheek.

"I told you he liked you. He just needs to be drunk to say it."

[velvetcloxds]

here <3

ahh I want to hug them so bad oh my word fjxnd

also love the kitty that snuck in there lol

[spacecowboyhotch]

HI! How have you been?

We can talk about MK if you want. Or I'm always down to talk about Hotch lol

Btw, I started watching The Bear, but I'm only on ep 2. Have you watched all the eps?

heyyyy, im good! finally settled in the new city and apartment which is nice.

waitttt i didn’t realize your into hotch too? our interests align so much!! honestly, im just always thinking of the mk system. ive got a blurb request in the works for steven right now that’s so innocently dirty.

how are you liking the bear so far? definitely is different than any show ive ever watched. but yes, im fully caught up! generally i like to finish all the content out for a show before i start writing for it.

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐯𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 🌱🌿

a/n: since I’ve got up dating Harley would include, I’ll do Poison! Also I think I should have warnings that reader is depicted in this universe as ... more than unhinged. It’s a tad dark is all I’m trying to say. 

𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

SFW🌹

⋆ You had heard of the three women before; each had their own reputation, and rightly so. Not only were they intimidating but they were fearsome competitors.

⋆ As your persona, you had been planning this heist for almost two years now. Ever since the banker sniffed their nose up at you. It had become an obsession, you knew that. But these people deserved it. The higher ups. The one percent. But also the general public. Some of them deserved it too...

⋆ “Hey! Who are you?” Harley asked, her Brooklyn accent echoing throughout the chamber. 

    “I’m the gal whose robbing this place,” you stated, flinging the dagger and knicking Harley’s ear. She yelped, but you didn’t hear much else. You had already started running, sprinting down the narrow hall. 

 They caught upto you quickly. Trapping you at the end of the hall, dammit, you thought. Wishing they had chosen tomorrow night, instead of this one. 

    “So, what are we gonna do with her?” Harley asked, her bat hanging limply in her hand. 

“I have an idea,” purred Catwoman. 

    “And why should we even let her join?” asked Ivy, her gaze staring intently; looking you up, and down. 

    “You should let me join because I want to contribute to the chaos,” you replied simply. A coy smile toying at your lips. You could feel their gazes shifting, they deliberated. But the final word was from Catwoman. Her sultry voice cutting through the conversation. 

    “Well I like her, she’s got a good aim.” 

“Ha, yeah...” Harley agreed, dazing dreamily at you. 

⋆ Poison Ivy didn’t like you much at first. She thought you would betray the group, and she was right. You were planning on it. To rob them of their shares of the heist money. 

⋆ But the group of women gave you a sense of purpose. A place to call home, people to talk to. Even if their advice isn’t always sound. 

⋆ Obvious your image would have to be fleshed out, your colours chosen, costume, name. 

⋆ You had always liked plants, herbs and flowers. Before meeting Ivy, they were apart of your life. They were kept on window sills, on ledges, in corners, on benches. Anywhere you could shove a plant, there one was. But seeing Ivy’s home. To say there was a lot of green, would be an understatement. 

⋆ She always makes sure you’re not hurt after some good ol’ criminal activity. Always insisting that she could spread some aloe vera on your cut or wound. 

⋆ Harley was a bit jealous of your romantic feelings for Ivy. For the first few months it was like a love triangle. And Catwoman hated every second of it. You didn’t want to upset Harley, but you knew you Ivy understood you. 

⋆ You both enjoy cooking, but you moreso. You’re very intune with herbs and make some great meals. 

⋆ She would never let anyone hurt you, and if they did, there would be hell to pay

⋆ You have an equal say in the group now, you’ve proven yourself to be a great leader but also a strong friend

⋆ Catwoman is a bit distant with anyone anyway, but you do feel the least connected with her

⋆ Favourite things to do together include:   ➢ travelling   ➢ babysitting Harley  ➢ collecting plants and naming them   ➢ going to restaurants to try and find the best vegitarian burger   ➢ watching movies/tv shows with female leads that focus on revenge, parental issues, female empowerment, etc., (gone girl, sharp objects, buffy the vampire slayer, jennifer’s body, mamma mia)   ➢ foiling the plants of big companies   ➢ creating the perfect playlists together   ➢ walking anywhere in nature, but particularly small strolls where you can stop and smell the roses

⋆ You and Ivy love having sunspots in your place and will go around everywhere collecting things that will enhance the little rainbow spots 

⋆ Ivy is more introverted and prefers to be away from people, which goes great with your personality. You think the general public are morons. 

⋆ Isn’t big on public displays of affection, but will hold your hand and kiss your lips/cheek/forehead.

⋆ Likes to lean her forehead against yours, nose touching, eyelashes tickling each other

NSFW 🌼

⋆ Poison Ivy is a dom, and I wholeheartedly believe so.

⋆ She likes to restrain, to keep you from touching her or yourself. Ivy yearns to hear your whines and moans. Your begging turns her on.

⋆ Favourite place to do it is in nature/sunlight. Might sound cliche, but Ivy really does prefer it. 

⋆ She isn’t very intune with dirty talk, but does like to hear you say things. Your voice turns is a major turn on, and 

⋆ Ivy likes it when you leave marks over her body, she likes knowing that you have a claim to her 

⋆ She would gladly help you with your mummy issues. 

⋆ You’ve both considered having a threesome with Harley, but you both came to the conclusion that she would catch feelings. 

⋆ Likes biting, both done to her and from her 

⋆ She likes having your smell on and around her 

⋆ Will leave a hidden hickey on your neck to remind you of her <3

⋆ Leaves lipstick kiss marks on your clothes

⋆ She likes to tease you in public, but refuse to do anything until you get home. This drives you insane, and has you pleading to get home quicker. 

[springzy]

peek-a-boo ! it's sage (she/her) ending the activity week off with an extremely belated intro. below the cut you can find some fun facts and tidbits about the lovely jang bomi; an earth-raised dragon running an art and trinkets shop right off the southern docks. bomi is a rather simple girl wanting to follow her dreams—but the locals generally view her through her connection to dragons, and not the work that she finds to be her greatest achievement.

reply to this post with an emoji for a random starter! 🌿

ಣ keep it brief ੭ 𓈒

jang bomi or mini / born 25 years after blight / gifted the earth dragon's blessing / shopkeeper and owner of dragon's hoard / full-time artist / part-time plant keeper / ﹠ extremely sheltered.

records show that jang, bomi is a 75 year old earth descendant dragonborn who has lived in yeonghae for her whole life. they are currently a shopkeeper at dragon's hoard, but other parts of their reputation must precede them — their faint aura of english ivy, or how they remind others of plucking flower petals and wishing upon shooting stars.

ಣ made from earth ੭ 𓈒

born 25 years after the first blight, she was raised to understand the gifts of nature and how to communicate with the earth in various cultures and rituals known to her family. she grew up sweet, quiet, kind, full of creative ideas and a love for the cottage in the middle of the forest to which her family resided. it's all she really knew, after all.

her desire for creative ideals grew at this young age beginning with creating figures or animals out of stone, then migrating to using flowers for pigments and dyes. it easily became a talent of her that she picked up better than the rest. a natural-born artist with imaginative ideas or concepts.

but, by the time she reached 40, there was an attack on her quiet home. thieves wishing to use their rare dragon scales and horns for the market—she didn't understand at the time how profitable their skin was. being the youngest, she was told to run. and as she did despite the weakening poison in her skin and the damaged horns/scales on her body.

being weak, and close to death, she used a ritual she learned from her late sister. a ritual to summon something from the forbidden rift in times of emergency. a triangle with her blood on the floor, then a circle, before her own body hits the ground. she didn't know what happened then; only remembers waking up to an unfamiliar face and the taste of blood on her lips. he must be the being her sister told her about. but he was much more sweet than the tales she's heard.

with that, bomi migrated into the towns to a family friend with her newfound bond by hiding her damaged horns with a beret and clothing to cover up any revealing scales or scars. she used this time to heal and understand the city she's never visited her entire life until now.

it was a stroke of luck the locals adored her art and use of nature to depict different forms. it easily helped her open a shop on the south docks to begin a new life—one she hopes will pass by safely this time around.

ಣ you look familiar ੭ 𓈒

some art friends that sell or learn through her store, or merchants/adventurers that help her gain the materials she needs to make her paints and figures. she plays this part 'kinda like a hannah montana vibe.

someone to sit next to at the library as she struggles to study modern culture. maybe that someone helps her despite the strange nature she gives off.

the family friend that her and her bonded pact partner move to when all things seem lost. the person that keeps them safe and warns her them of how the locals can be.

maybe some people that don't like the idea of a dragon opening a.. shop.. of all things on the southside.

or fellow dragons that love the concept and come to visit her all the time. they take her in like their child to help her not feel so alone in what seems like a big world compared to the forest.

and random meeting threads because she's antisocial and needs people to force their way into her life :')

[loyalpromise]

Ivy had the thought to go to sleep at least an hour ago, but she couldn’t bring herself to. Not before midnight! It killed her to not be next to Alex right at the start of his birthday. She was forced to settle for a text.

[ to: 🦋 alex 🦋 ] happy BIRTHDAY, hot stuff! ❤️‍🔥 have an absolutely INSANE evening spreading out all comfy in ur bed, bc come 9:43am, i’m leaping off the plane and into ur bed to steal the blankets xoxo

          lucky  for  ivy,  alex  had  the  worst  sleep  schedule  known  to  man,  so  of  course  when  she  texted  him  at  midnight,  he  received  it  and  replied  promptly  with  a  grin.

          [ SMS:  ( not  poison ) ivy  🌿 ]:  first  of  all,  thank  you,  but  secondly…  you  realize  that’s  an  oddly  specific  time  and  i’ll  bundle  myself  up  like  a  caterpillar  in  all  of  my  blankets  so  you  can’t  take  them !  😜

[fightingdragonswithwho]

MIDSOMMAR IS SO GOOD??!?!!!?! FLORENCE PUGH MY QUEEN! STOP ILY OUR BRAINS IS JUST MIDSOMMAR AND IVY 💞💕💐🌷🌸🌻💐🍀🌹🌷💐💝💘💖💗 in our may queen era <3?? WHEN??? LFJAKKFKAF

YESSSS!!!! FLORENCE IS A RAY ON SUNSHINE!! COOKING WITH FLO? INSTANT SEROTONIN! OUR BRAINS ARE JUST A CONSTANT LOOP OF DANCING IN THAT SAME CIRCLE AND SINGING THE IVY BRIDGE 😌

NOT OUR MAY QUEEN ERA SKNEKENEJE MAKING YOUR VERY OWN FLOWER CROWN AS WE SPEAK, BESTIE!!! 💐🌷🌹🌻🌼🌸🌺🌿 sjsjsksj

[nocturnalazure]

For the soft OC Asks....Laurie: 🌹🌻🌺, Erik: 🍁🌾💐, Nate: 🌾🌲, Ivy: 🌺🌿, Omar:🌸🌳,Romeo: 💫🌠 aaaand Uli (of course) :🍄🌻

Thank you so much for all the questions!! *_* I LOVE YOU FOREVER, OKAY?

I’ll reply to each one of them in separate posts if you don’t mind. :)))

[tipsyleaf]

OH MY GOODNESS, LEON WOULD LITERALLY BE SWEATING.

Knowing Leon; he’d probably show up in a fancy suit. Him and his now wife had been dating for a couple of months, having to push back when he’d finally be able to meet her parents because of work. He wanted to look presentable and nice, especially after finding out her father was a high ranking military official.

He’d probably show up with flowers in hand for your mother, giving her a hug as she kissed both of his cheeks and treated him like a baby. All while her father stood back and watch with his arms folded, poor guy was probably shivering as his girlfriend’s mother introduced her husband, giving Leon a nice firm nod and extending his hand out.

They had planned a nice little dinner together; His girlfriend and her mother would finish cooking in the kitchen as her father quite literally conducted an entire interview with Leon in the living room.

“What do you do for work?”

“What are you trying to do with my daughter?”

“How long were you in training for?”

Being the nice respectful guy he was, he’d reply with “No sir” or “Yes sir” to his questions. Go into further depth with the harder ones, really trying to get on the old man’s good side. They had a little talk about the army and stuff, listening to his old stories before your mother and you finally finished the food.

Dinner went well, so far your parents absolutely adored him. Especially your mother; she’d probably be telling your father “Can you believe it Dave? Our little girl with an amazing man like him! I know he’ll protect her, especially with that fancy government job he has!” Leon would just blush and thank her, smiling and happily eating his steak.

Let’s just say, as soon as he felt, your mother was already gossiping with you. Talking about how “Handsome” and “Strong” he was. You just blushed at giggled, agreeing with her every word.

- Anon! 🎀

Love this 🎀anon, but I have a feeling as soon as her father heard his name he knew who Leon was. Everybody knows everybody in certain lines of work!

The second he hears your father is a general in the military he has a lot of questions. He's questioning you and you're answering to the best of your abilities. But his rank pops up. Four star general... Your father is a four star general. One of the highest ranks you could possibly get...

Then his brain starts turning, your last name moving through his head until it finally sticks. He's scrubbed floors at the rumor of that man showing up. Knows stories of how ruthless he is and the things that man's done. Climbing ranks quickly in the Army with the amount of raw potential he had.

"General Tarkin..." You freeze for a minute looking at him.

"The Star Wars character?"

"No, the other cadets... They'd call him General Tarkin. I know your father... Well, know of your father. Never met him personally but I've heard he's... Terrifying." Your father? Terrifying? You laugh at the thought, smiling at your boyfriend who seems to look a lot more tense than he already was.

"Daddy's not terrifying. He's like a giant teddy bear if anything." Leon knows you mean well but the thought of meeting this man has his stomach in knots. Not only would he have to impress her parents but the man who he knew could do a lot of things to make his life more miserable if he pissed him off.

Leon was definitely gonna have some kind of stomach ulcer with the amount of stress by the end of the night.

Your mother adored him, wouldn't stop calling him handsome and welcoming him into the family without even thinking about it. But Leon could hardly focus feeling the generals burning glare on him from behind your doting mother.

As soon as Leon introduced himself, your father tightens his grip on Leon's hand.

"I know who you are boy."

Boy... That's the name Leon gets stuck with for a chunk of the night and sometime after.

Your father tells you to go help your mother with dinner and you happily follow. Leaving the two of them alone in the den. Sitting across from each other in silence for a few minutes.

"You know me?" Leon's the first to speak, your father still staring him down with his arms crossed.

"Hard not to. President Graham speaks highly of you for helping him with his daughter. We're friends, told him personally who my daughter was seeing and he couldn't stop talking about you." His face tightens as he leans forward, towards Leon.

"I've read the reports from '04. Know what you saw. But I don't take too kindly knowing my daughter's dating a man who skipped around in Spain with another woman. Even if it was to protect her."

Leon's at a loss for words. What even could he say!?

"What're your intentions with my daughter?" Oh thank God something he can answer.

"To be with her, Sir." The generals face softes slightly with a nod.

"You love her?"

"More than anything, Sir."

"You wanna marry her? Have a family?"

"When the time comes, Sir."

The grilling continued until you came in to save him with the news of dinner being done. Your father didn't say much after that. Your mother talking all through dinner and dessert.

Upon leaving you and Leon say your goodbyes and take off. Your mother looks at your father as he shuts the door and smiles.

"Well?" She questions, looking at him.

"He'll do fine." He says, smiling ear to ear.

[tipsyleaf]

Imagine pregnancy cares with Leon…🥹🥹

You’re hungry? He’s running to the store at 3:00 AM to make you some spicy noodles with a side of pickles. Your feet are swollen? Put your legs up on his lap and let him massage those feet! The baby won’t stop kicking your ribs? Well they’ll get a stern talking to! >:(

I feel like Leon would definitely not let you do one single thing around this house, hell, you couldn’t even get up to grab a glass of water anymore. He’d carry you around the house like a little princess, setting you down in bed and tucking you in, kissing you goodnight like you were a little kid. Talking to your belly in the middle of the night, telling it random and silly stories, acting like your baby knew what the hell he was talking about.

Don’t even get me started on your bump, he’d looooovvvveeeee that big ol’ belly of yours. When you wore those pretty flowy sundresses because you refused to wear pants during the last month or so of your pregnancy, how those dresses would show your bump (and your melons, wink wink👀) off were definitely the best parts. You were the prettiest thing in the world to him, even more now that you were carrying his child.

If only I could give him that cute domestic life he deserves…

- Anon! 🎀

Oh my God, I love domestic Leon so much... He deserves that typical white picket fence life.

So there's conflicting resources online so I'm just gonna make an assumption here. July-December is when most babies are born. So far the same of a time line we'll say you're due in September.

So it's like the dead ass middle of July. Hot as balls and it's 3am. You want spicy noodles and pickles. (You're usually craving) But when you go to the kitchen they're both gone. You just grab an otter pop from the freezer, and head back to bed. The bed dips under your weight as you sit, adjusting your pillows before you lay back. The window AC is at that perfect angle where it's hitting you enough to make you chilly as you curl up with your snack and blanket.

Leon rolls over in his sleep, putting his arm around you and pulls himself closer to you with a groan. Lifting his head without opening his eyes, you know what he wants. Leaning down you give him a kiss. He sinks back into his pillow, tongue jutting out to wet his lips.

"Why... Do I taste cherry?" He opens his eyes, looking up to see you already drinking the juice from the clear package.

"No noodles? No pickles?" He questions, turning on his back as he takes in a sharp yawn. Rubbing away the sleepy gunk from his eyes.

"We're out." He turns his head, watching you look at the empty wrapper in disappointment. He sits up without a second thought, still groggy as he grabs his wallet off the nightstand giving you another kiss before he stands up. Slinking out the door in his pajamas.

30 minutes he comes back with fresh made spicy beef noodles from your favorite late night Korean dinner and a jar of pickles the size of a baby. An you bet you scarf those things down while he watches you like your his whole world. This goofy smile on his face while you slurp up glass noodles and glance at him.

"Wuh?" You say through chews. He chuckles, shaking his head.

"Nothing babe, just eat your noodles." He moves in getting comfortable. Rubbing your lower back and belly at the same time while talking to the baby until he eventually falls back asleep with his head on your thigh.

SUN DRESSES WITH A BABY BUMP WOULD MAKE THIS MAN GO FERAL! There's this thing about pregnant women that men find attractive because their instinct is to detect fertility and protect. Which is insane as is...

But when it's your own partner? Oh boy.

He thought you were beautiful in sundresses before but now it's just heightened!

It's getting harder to bend and pull things up with an entire human being inside of you so you resort to the old reliable method. Dresses. Everyday.

You wobble out of the bedroom with your flip flops. Dropping them on the floor you slide them on. Ready for a day at the beach together before the baby comes. The dress is a shade of blue, slightly low cut but really showing off the girls with how much you've blown up during pregnancy.

Leon's outside fighting with the chairs trying to get them in the back of the car and fit the cooler at the same time. Already breaking a sweat and they haven't even left the driveway yet. You walk out, watching him fight for his life against these chairs and finally he gets the trunk to shut and he sees you. The first thought that crosses his mind was:

oh shit... She looks that good? Do we have to leave the house?

Followed by: That's mine, she's mine. Carrying my baby inside her... And looks that sexy doing it. Maybe we should have another kid right away after the first one...

His brains going in overdrive before you tell him you're getting in the car. He quickly comes around, helping you buckle yourself in and shuts your door for you.

The entire day it's hard for him to not be constantly touching you. He usually just guides you by a hand on your back but he's got you pulled close, a hand on your thigh, giving you kisses more frequently. Even going for an ass grab or two without caring if anyone is looking.

And you bet your ass the second you two get home you're getting a shower together. Just to make sure you get all the sand off of course (👀)

[tipsyleaf]

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

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

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

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

- Anon! 🎀

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Right! Camarillo horses!"

[tipsyleaf]

Having a baby with Leon (Accidental Pregnancy)

Cw: Talks of sex but no actual sex, talks of abortion, and alcoholism

Vendetta Leon who meets you in a shitty bar one night. He brings you home on a whim to his pigsty of an apartment. Fully expecting you to go running immediately but you stay. Clearing a place off on the couch and talking over beers.

Vendetta Leon who's shocked when you ask for his number after waking up together. Curled up on the couch, cuddling someone for the first time in forever. Enjoying someone's company again instead of shutting people out.

Vendetta Leon that actually sees a friend in you. Knows you're good for him but feels like he doesn't deserve good with everything he's had to do to survive and protect people.

Vendetta Leon who tries keeping you at arms length. Labeling this as a friends with benefits situation. Nothing more. The first time you sleep together tends to replay in his mind a lot. Seeing how beautiful you were. How hungry you were for each other. How both of you seemed to aim to please. It was nothing short of perfection to him.

Vendetta Leon who gave you a key to his place without even thinking about it. It just be easier for the both of us. Or so he claims. Knowing he could easily just keep you away from his apartment, it's not like you didn't let him come over whenever he wanted. But no matter where you were home was with you. Even if he couldn't admit it.

Vendetta Leon who starts getting more and more stressed from work. Sees you almost every night and one thing always leads to another. Tipsy, buzzed or sober. It's been like this for months and he loves seeing you so frequently. But his brain keeps telling him he'll just mess it up if he tries moving past what you have right now.

Vendetta Leon who gets called away for work again. Needs to go off and save the world for the millionth time. Tells you he'll miss you while he's away. He didn't mean to, it just slipped out. But he doesn't take it back, he just waves it off. More concerned about how you said you weren't feeling well when he got to your place. Deciding to stay the night and just cuddle before he leaves in the morning.

Vendetta Leon who comes back from New York City. A bit paranoid because you haven't returned any of his texts or calls. Hoping something bad didn't happen while he was away. Walking into his apartment he drops his bag in shock...

Vendetta Leon who stares at a spotless apartment. Everything back in place where it should be. He finds a letter and your key on the coffee table. The letter saying how you can't deal with this anymore and you couldn't say goodbye without at least giving him a gift of a clean home and hopefully a clean conscience.

Vendetta Leon who gets upset, trying to call you repeatedly. This doesn't feel like you. Did you find someone? Did you not actually care about him the entire time?! You shared so much with each other, he trusted you enough to let you in.

Vendetta Leon who slams his phone into the couch as his calls go straight to voicemail. Something's wrong... He can tell. He knows you well enough that you wouldn't be ghosting him like this without a reason. So he decides, against his better judgement, to just go over to your apartment.

Vendetta Leon who decides to knock until you open the door, he's a stubborn man and wants answers. The door opens, an older man glaring at him.

"Yes?" He didn't expect you to have company over. Who the hell is this? Have you actually found someone in the span of a few days? Was he really that replaceable?? His attention snaps back, the older man staring him down. He stutters out your name before clearing his throat.

"Is she here?"

"My daughter's at the doctor's with her mother right now." Oh, this is your father. Thank God. "She should be back soon."

"Is everything okay?" The older man sighs, rubbing his eyes, he looks tired and agitated.

"It better be, she's carrying my grandchild."

Leon who feels his heart fall through his body. You're pregnant... And he's definitely the father. There's quite literally no way he isn't, you've been spending almost every waking minute together in the past 6 months unless you're the next virgin Mary.

Leon, the father of your child who listens your father ramble about some bum knocking up his precious babygirl... He bites his tongue, asking your father to PLEASE make sure you call him.

Leon who sits in his clean apartment with not so clean conscience. Feeling the dirtiest he's ever been before. How could he be so stupid and careless? The few times you didn't use protection he'd thought nothing would happen. He knows you take birth control. It's got a high success rate, he wouldn't have to worry. It's not like he didn't want kids, he even liked loved the woman who'd be blessing him with a child.

This could be his last chance of normalcy.

Leon who nearly throws himself towards his phone when it vibrates. A text from you. Announcing that you'll be coming over.

Leon who feels his bones vibrate seeing you for the first time in days, the glow on your skin more obvious that he knows you're carrying his child. You look beautiful, though you always look beautiful.

"Look..." You storm past him into his own apartment. He shuts the door behind you and follows you to the couch. "I knew you'd freak out if I told you... We're both kind of fucked up I didn't want-"

"Are you keeping the baby?" He's blunt and to the point when asking his questions. He always is.

"I don't know... The doctor said I'm probably only a month along." You look so unsure of yourself. "What... What do you think I should do?"

"Keep them." Your eyes go wide as he smiles softly.

"What?"

"Keep the baby... I want it. I want you. If you'll have me." You stare in shock, blinking as he steps forward and brings you into his chest. "Did you think I would freak out and bail?"

"Leon... We're both heavy drinkers and we've been dancing around each other since we met. I figured cutting you loose was the best option."

"Well, then we'll just have to clean up our acts together I guess... For ourselves and the baby."

Leon who reassures you you can both grow. Put in the effort of fixing yourselves. Together.

[tipsyleaf]

Young parents but it's re2 leon or re4 leon... he has a cute and sweet girlfriend but he ended up getting her pregnant by accident (ahem) and now he needs to learn how to take care of his pregnant girlfriend.... (He watched Twilight and was worried about the possibility of she breaking like a stick like Bella.) 👛anon.

(RE4 Leon is 27, you think 27 is young?? I'm 27 bless you 👛anon 🥺)

This would probably fit better with RE2 Leon. A rookie cop who accidentally knocked his girlfriend up. Obviously he's happy regardless, you two love each other and he knows he'd want a family someday. It just so happens to be sooner than he thought.

I'd picture him going bat shit insane. Talking about how you'll snap like a twig and you're just staring at him like 🤨 babe... We're not have a vampire baby.

Yeah, but like WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS!?

Would definitely buy every parenting book he sees. He wants to be prepared. Extra precautions after you move into his shoe box of an apartment cause he wants you close by. Definitely walking around putting up those corner covers they have for counters and tables so kids don't cut their heads. Even though you're a grown ass woman... He's just scared you'll bump your belly and hurt you or the baby.

The moment you start getting cravings he's on it any time of day.

You want cookies at 3am? Insomnia cookies here he comes.

You text him that you want noodles while he's sitting at his desk at work. He's an hour late coming home from work because he stopped at two different markets to get any flavor of instant noodles he could find so you'll be able to enjoy your meal.

You want grilled steak in the middle of fucking winter?! BABE GET YOUR COAT, WE'RE GOING TO OUTBACK!

Definitely overwhelmed with all the responsibilities he puts on himself because he refuses to let you do cleaning or anything to requires lifting. And yes, even if it is light!

Leon put most of the nursery together (cute little alcove in the living room until y'all can find a bigger apartment or rent a house). Quite literally only let you supervise, which irritated the hell out of you but he loves you and you know he's just paranoid.

Once the baby comes though, he's awake for days... You're recovering and he's taken on the role of father very seriously. So sleep deprived he's probably stared at the baby thinking he can't see their chest move. But they wiggle their little arm and his stomach nearly falls out of his ass he was clenching so hard.

At one point he'd be rocking the baby to sleep during your recovery and close his eyes for 2 seconds and suddenly it's morning. The babies not in his arms and he starts freaking out. So freaked out he looks under the damn couch for his kid. But you come out of the kitchen carrying a bottle and the baby in one of the swaddling scarves and he can breathe again.

But all in all Leon would be a fantastic father!

[tipsyleaf]

Leon would definitely match with his little girl daily if it was possible. :3

His little princess is wearing a pretty light blue dress? Now he has to wear a light blue shirt. She’s wearing a pink gingham dress? He’s got the perfect pink button up for that.

They’d wear silly matching shirts aswell like those stupid ‘Her daddy’ and ‘His girl’ shirts, or the ‘Original’ and ‘Carbon copy’ one’s. The day she finally grows up and tells him she doesn’t wanna match anymore because it’s ’embarrassing’ is the day his world shatters.

He’d come crying to you at the realization his baby girl is growing up, especially when she goes from saying ‘daddy’ to ‘dad’. :(

- Anon! 🎀

MATCHING OUTFITS I CAN'T 😭

These shirts... Perfect!

But like imagine Leon's just freaking out cause he feels like he's losing her little girl. He'd be fucking devastated...

You two are laying in bed after putting your baby girl to bed. Leon laying on his side, head in your lap as you calm him down. Whipping his tears away.

"Honey, did really you think she'd want to wear the outfits forever?" Leon turns on his back, he stares up at you with red glassy eyes and a nose to match. You brush his hair back trying desperately to keep your giggles at bay from what seems like such an over reaction.

"She's my baby... Our only baby! When I picked her up from school today, she called me Dad. DAD!" He rubs his forehead with a sniffle, you brush his cheek with your thumb, a small smile pulling at your lips as he leans into your hand.

"It was bound to happen." He glares up at you, crossing his arms like a petulant child. Soon his expression turns to a pout as he huffs.

"Easy for you to say, she still calls you Mommy," he takes in a deep breath, pondering a thought as you roll your eyes, "can we have another baby?"

"Lee..." He sits up looking back at you, hair slightly messy from your fingers playing with it.

"C'mon! It be nice to have another baby. Plus it was so beautiful watching you waddle around in your little dresses while you glowed like the God damn sun... I miss it." Your nose wrinkles as he turns towards you, pulling you into his chest. Looking into your eyes with that puppy dog stare.

"Don't give me that look. I'm not getting pregnant again just to give you your best friend back..."

"What if I got her a puppy?" Your head cranes back, looking at the ceiling with a deep sigh.

"Are you suggesting you'd bribe a 6 year old to love you?" Leon freezes for a minute, looking down at the sheets, getting abnormally quiet even for him.

"...yes."

"Oh my God, you're the most dramatic man I've ever met in my life..."

[tipsyleaf]

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

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

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

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

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

- Anon! 🎀

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

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

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

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

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

[tipsyleaf]

Imagine if you finally give into Leon and give him that other baby he’s been nagging at you for…🤭

You’d both announce it to your little girl by surprising her with a shirt that says ‘Big sister!’ Or something like that, and she’s very much start crying as soon as you two tell her what it says and means.

She’d quite literally start sobbing and throwing a tantrum, saying that ‘Daddy’s gonna forget about me!’ ‘Daddy’s gonna love the baby more than me!’ Or ‘The baby’s gonna take daddy from me!’ Sometimes along those lines. You couldn’t help but laugh, reassuring her that this baby didn’t mean that she’d be forgotten or less loved.

As the months flew by, your little girl would definitely fall asleep against your bump, saying it was ‘to listen to her heartbeat.’ Because yes, the two of you are having another little princess.

Leon would come home after a mission, seeing the two of you on the couch, taking a little nap together. Head against your belly, patting your little girls back as she slept. How cute.

- Anon! 🎀

🎀anon you beautiful fuck I love you so much!

(Just for future reference I'll be calling these baby girls Violetta 'Violet' (oldest) and Cecilia (youngest).

Violet's upset hearing the news. Inconsolable at first, even threatens to runaway to her Uncle Chris's house to go live with him, his wife (aunt) and her 3 cousins (2 girls and 1 boy). But then she finds out that since she'll be getting a baby sister they need space in her room for the baby so they end up turning the basement into a giant playroom and suddenly this baby is the greatest thing to happen to her.

Ofc, she'll warm up to the baby. Cuddle up to her mommy when daddy's away, promising him to look after her because she knows how daddy gets when he's away from home and her. She can only imagine what he's thinking leaving her, mommy and a baby in her belly!

Immediately starts trying to take Leon's responsibilities. Even if he's only gone for a week Violet's doing daddy's job. Dishes, taking care of the yard (poorly but at least she tried) watering the plants. You wouldn't let her do any repairs and that upset her but she got over it pretty fast. But you didn't realize how often she actually paid attention to Leon's mannerisms until there was a storm coming while he's away. You call for her in the house. Violet doesn't respond...

You start panicking thinking maybe she went outside and then you open the front door. You see her standing on the porch staring out at the dark clouds. Hands on her hips... just like Leon does when he's thinking.

"'Bout a couple miles out." She has no idea wtf that means, but daddy says it every time so she does. You end up taking a picture of her staring out at the clouds from the front door and send it to your husband captioned 'Come get your child 🙄'

Every night he's gone though you two cuddle and end up sleeping in the big bed while Violet reads her books to the baby. Even watching movies together.

Leon ends up coming home a day early and walks in after dinner to find you and Violet curled up on the couch. Her little head on your belly. Leon just smiles, moving to curl up to you on the open side after giving Violet a kiss on the head. He puts his head on your shoulder and hand on your belly and feels the baby kick against his hand.

He's exhausted but so happy to be home. And he gets to come home to this everytime he leaves...