#leomord x reader

[3xen]

breaking the codex; leomord even after being certain of his freedom, he finds no productivity in leaving.

n. leo mains have my heart <3 this work was supposed to be published alot sooner, but here we are.

c. queen!reader, knight!leomord, angst(?), unrequited love that’s actually requited

”my queen, you have requested me to your quarters?” leomord kneels at your feet, heeding to any orders that you may assign him. leomord bared the heart of a spirited warrior. he never strayed away from battle, and you admired that from afar.

in order to succeed, leomord disregarded any feelings of the past. he dismissed his own being to serve you.

“my knight, leomord, i would like to meet you at the horse stables during sunset. can i leave it up to you to accompany me?” how could leomord ever defy your orders? if leomord were to be appointed to any other ruler, his knowledge would be in vain. he would have never learned the way of the warrior codex.

may you never notice, but his intuition had grown stronger, along with his physical strength. whenever he mentioned of his progress, he mentioned you as well.

“i have become stronger, stronger than i ever have. i believe this is the result of you.” you never believed leomord. you were not one to ever believe in your powers, really. you had never seen a spark in your magic, of course, a few tweaks of magical power here and there. but it never had really progressed enough for your own eyes to see.

in the events of today, leomord was to accompany you down at the horse stables. you had no real reason of dragging him down there, but it created a great sense of scenery, apart from the heartbreaking news you have prolonged to tell him.

“he’ll leave, and once he does so, these feelings will leave as well.” you and leomord were on very formal terms. he treated you like the queen you were and went above and beyond to meet your criteria.

leomord never once conveyed or spoke about his feelings, you thought he buried them deep in his heart. which was no way a warrior should cope. but, then again, you had no say in asking what he felt or wanted.

it was a knight to a queen, a queen to a knight. that’s all it was.

“leomord has too much pride, he would not just leave.” faramis thinks differently. you felt guilty, having leomord serve you as a knight. you made him a weapon, without his consent, you trained him to serve you and you only.

“he knows better, he’ll leave. after all he’s been through, im certain he’ll leave.” you let your mouth run, babbling, until faramis calls you out on it.

“leomord is not going to leave. have you seen the way he’s looked at you?” you whip your head to look at him, shaking your head. faramis talked nonsense at times, but this time—you were invested.

“faramis, you sound absurd.”

“if leomord was ever given the chance, he’d come up to you with his proposal of love, but as a knight, he has self control over his desires. especially for his queen.” almost immediately, you are at a loss of words. you knew well, leomord had great control over his desires and much more. but you just can’t resist the urge to wonder if he’s ever thought about you in a way more than queen and knight.

“the sunset is almost here, excuse me.” the sun paints the room with warm colors, it’s rays of light brightening the lands below.

“don’t be so rash. leomord will always respect you and your choices, be honest with him.” faramis’ suggestion eases the tension in you and you thank him for the wise words.

sprinting down the spiral stairs in a quick action, you hold the ends of your flowy dress as you do so, averting the problem of ever toppling down the staircase.

you see a tall figure at the bottom of the lobby, but can’t clearly make out who it is, as you near closer, you can see it’s leomord. your mind automatically reverts to the conversation with faramis.

speak reasonably, be honest, he’ll respect your decision.

“leomord, im sorry to keep you waiting.” you come face to face with him, his broad build towering over yours.

“no worries, my queen. barbiel is waiting right outside.” he gingerly takes your hand in his, you smile at the action, eager to follow.

barbiel stands proudly, ears perking up and nickering playfully at the sight of you. leomord lets go of your hand, walking back into the castle. probably telling off the guards and informing the servants of your leave.

“barbiel!” you stroke his coat of fur, nuzzling your face into his neck and giving him a few scratches behind his ears. barbiel shows you his gratitude by giving you a nudge as leomord comes trudging over.

“please, ladies first.” a hand interlocks into yours once again, guiding you to the stirrup where you place your feet. while the other unoccupied hand hovers over your lower back, providing more support to mount the tall horse.

after you are successfully mounted atop barbiel, leomord gets on without issue—sitting behind you. the heat of his chest lingering on your back. leomord clutches the reins of the bridle, tugging on it gently caused barbiel to trot lightly, following the path down to the horse stables.

you both sit in silence for the most part, instead, relishing the company of each other. the restoration process of necrokeep was no simple task. there were sacrifices made, lives lost, and hardships met. but in the end you decided it was all worth it.

your father could rest easy, just as leomord could. he would be free of the necrokeep curse, enjoying a life without hardships. modern days were coming and you’d hoped to prepare him for that.

he would no longer serve you. no longer live in the castle. no barbiel. no more leomord. you would soon tell him that you had a proposal for him. one that would urge him to leave completely.

“princess, we’ve arrived.” leomord’s hoarse voice snaps you out your trance. scanning your surroundings and surely, you’ve made it to the stables.

leomord hops off barbiel, opening his arms for you to jump in. you become quite hesitant at first, but still, jumping into his arms with your arms wrapped tightly around his neck. he effortlessly holds you, finally letting you gain your composure by placing you on your feet.

as soon as you’ve hit ground level, leomord grabs the reins of barbiel, using it to tie a knot around a tree which restrains barbiel from going anywhere. you wave goodbye to barbiel, following the footsteps of leomord.

leomord keeps his pace slow as he walks—and with a soft voice asks in curiosity, “princess, enlighten me. i want to know your intentions here.” his voice is demanding in favor, though really, curious of your request.

he stops in a secluded area, where the sunset is mainly visible. it’s a perfect spot for the two of you. before sitting, leomord scans the area, looking for any hidden dangers. after being rest assured, he allows you to sit.

you two sit side by side—admiring the sunset. despite the pleasant dialogue being muttered to one another, there is a weighted tension. you’ve saved the response to his question for later. too afraid to spill your true motivation for bringing him here.

“leomord, did you have anything you’d like to change about necrokeep?” you suddenly queried, it startled him. he assumed you brought him here for business matters, but it seems now you’ve brought him here for a genuine conversation.

“princess.. im not entirely sure if i should be answering your question. i do not bare the ability to rule over a country.” he assured you—he was certainly not leader material.

“i want you to answer my question, truthfully, honestly, and calmly. it is no trick question.” you attempt to ease the conversation with a few statements of reassurance. leomord looks very conflicted while looking down at the grass.

“i suppose.. another ruler, aside from you of course.” the answer he gives you is bizarre. he didn’t mean a king, did he? you turn you focus on him as he does the same. it confuses you and causes you to think for a moment.

“another ruler?”

“yes, my queen.”

your father left this kingdom in your hands, bringing any another individual would completely shatter the kingdom, no? how would another ruler.. be trustworthy enough to rule necrokeep?

“i see.. other than that, i have one more request of you.” one more request of the day? leomord didn’t know what to think but he would always comply to any order you gave him. you were his only purpose, as he was the knight to his queen.

“i wish for you to leave necrokeep,” leomord was stunned. his heart ached in his chest, even if the only physical emotion he showed was blank.

“you are no longer needed here. necrokeep is safe,” you stood up as you announced, hands fisted at your sides. leomord remained completely calm, still looking at the grass below him.

“you are no longer a glorified knight. you are no longer under my order.” your eyes became glossier as you spoke. letting go of leomord was about the most inhumane thing you’ve ever done.

you hadn’t not learned of his true feelings towards you, yet you dismissed him as quickly as possible. it was a selfish act of love. you had grown fond over leomord, but not once had you seen an ounce of fondness come from him when he saw you.

you assumed leomord didn’t enjoy the time spent with you—that it was just a job. after the job was done, he would leave peacefully.

“that is my final order.” you didn’t speak in authority like you always did, this time you spoke in hurt and sorrow. leomord was quick to notice it, still keeping quiet under the fading sun.

you bit your lip in anticipation, awaiting any movement from him. your entire body was anxious. how would he respond?

“if that is what you wish. but now, your order means nothing to me.” he coldly states, getting up from his own sitting position. you watch him intently, searching for any signs of emotion.

“just because necrokeep does not seek out protection, that doesn’t determine whether my queen does or does not.” he stands with power—speaks with power.

“in spite of battle, you were my only purpose. it made me realize how much i was fighting, for you. i failed to show you how exactly much you meant to me. my eyes failed to see what love you reciprocated for me,”

“if i had noticed the feelings you had for me, i would have told you to discard me of my rank. that way, the queen and the knight would no longer just be a story, but our reality.” leomord discourse at a great length, your thoughts in a fuzz. leomord had so much on his plate, you hadn’t had a clue what situation he was in, as were you.

“banishing me from necrokeep was your way of pushing me away. but that was no civil way of feeding your dejection.” leomord knew more than he said. he knew just exactly how the cogs in your mind worked. perhaps, serving you for so long uncovered the most venerable parts of your mind.

he truly saw you for who you were. not just as a queen, but someone who had fully earned his heart. he followed your orders up until the end. he stayed by your side in the worst times. and it wasn’t because of his rank—but because he swore his heart to you.

“i wish to stay and be rid of my title.”

© 3xen

[a-regular-ol-pill]

Hi! Can I request SFW and NSFW HC’s for Leomord? There's not enough fics and stories about him :')

Thanks!

"Something about you."

Mobile Legends; Bang Bang

Pairing; Leomord, You.

SFW !! NSFW 18+ !!

Requested? Yes.

Small note for requester; Honestly, most of the unpopular characters don't have enough fics about them :<, Leomord too! That's why; I'm here trying to make more FF's about them!

Want to request? Click here.

Warning(s); Mentions of Death, NSFW Content, Slight Swearing (From Pills), etc..(?)

Word Count; N/A

Second Person Perspective.

Pronouns used for reader; 'They', 'Them', etc...

Prompt;

"Leomord thought that death was truly the way to escape the nightmare (called life). Until you made him think otherwise."

SFW -

The first time you two met, he— quite literally; Tried to attack you. You had to convince him that you're not planning anything sinister, and don't want to die... yet.

The aura he gives out scares you everytime, the mood between you two always becomes depressing in some days. He only gives you longing gazes, which upsets you, but his pet; Barbiel, makes up for it!

Barbiel is the sweetest of horses, and that's because Leomord took good care of him.. Which completely changed your first perspective of him! What changed, you ask? Well... your look of him only wanting death and stuff. It's no big deal..

Okay, so about Barbiel, this horse definitely caught on your feelings for Leomord before he did. It lead to the undead horse being the one setting up the two of you to realize your feelings between each other.

Anyways, when you two were still fresh and had only started dating— Leomord would still be hesitant about affection. Avoiding your simple touches and only peaking from behind Barbiel to gaze at your face. Basically acting like a shy highschool boy who's gonna ask out a popular kid in the hallways.

He won't admit it at first, but he adores how beautiful you look. He longs to touch, and feel it againts his fingers so he could finally— and fully love you. But, of course, he was afraid.

When things slowly become more serious— He'll eventually warm up, be more touchy and lets you style his velvety long hair. Be careful though! He's sensitive about it and rarely lets you touch it because of an incident that you two don't talk about..

You accidentally found a soft spot in his scalp while gently scratching it, and he let out a sound of... nevermind. You know what I mean..

Your presence brings a warmth in his once dead heart, and he can't keep living without it— Without you. So, please give him a chance of redeeming himself for how shy he was!

By all means, this man knows how to use his words. He may be suffering from living, but you being there brings him back to the days where he was once a confident and caring fighter. Honest!

While we're talking of him knowing how to use his words, if you play your own cards just right— You'll find yourself in a compliment battle with him, because he doesn't want to be the one that receives it. Please make him get used to receiving anything.. specially love.

You'll both find yourself horseback riding next to a flowing river whenever Vexana allows Leomord and Barbiel to scout on a warm, and nice day. Maybe something more can happen, perhaps Leomord finally, and truly opening up to you when he kisses you? Who knows~?

Speaking of kisses, the thing that triggers him to kiss you; Is when you're taking care of Barbiel. Why?

Watching you become a parent-like figure for Barbiel just makes his whole heart thump loudly againts his chest— Maybe even his armor as well for pete's sake!

He was horrified when you hugged him for the first time, he was afraid that you would cut yourself on the tough steel of his armor or his hair— You almost gave him a heart attack!

But, thankfully, you were safe and sound. No scratches or bruises, giving Leomord the 'Go Sign' for him to freely touch you. A.K.A be more affectionate with you. Both of you could admit that; when he finally stepped up in the relationship, it was pure euphoria.

His love language? Well, aside from smooth compliments and caressing your body. There's also horseback riding! If it's not obvious already.. He has to make use of Barbiel when all three of you bored, right..?

Taking your face in his hand is his favorite thing to do. You remember how he adores your beauty? That's why he loves doing that— Seeing your cheeks puff out from his hands makes you look even more adorable, than when you were having a mini tantrum about Barbiel not letting you touch their tail. Yes that happened.

Fun fact! Leomord gave you a run-down on how you can take off Barbiel's armor so that you can comb their mane! It definitely didn't end up in Leomord being kicked away when you messed up in taking off the body armor.

I haven't really told you how Leomord would react when you tried cuddling him, huh? Well, when you tried it— you had to spend five minutes making him adjust so that you can be againts his chest. His body's just too stiff to be of any help when cuddling. :(

NSFW -

He absolutely worships your body the moment you became bare infront of him. You can't blame him, he loves every ounce of you, and won't hesitate to give you all his love! He's stored a lot of it, and it's just enough to treat you right. Sexually and non-sexually.

The amount of times you find him squeezing your cheeks while you cockwarm him.. it's become a usual when he waits for you to give him a sign to continue. You'll need to gently tug his hair when you want him to continue.

His sex drive is on the safe side, only wanting to be inside you when he's missing your other warmth, or needing to pleasure you to make sure he hasn't been hallucinating in his scouting recently.

Do you wanna push his sex drive up a notch? Lightly tug on his hair and act like nothing has happened— Continue on with hanging out with Barbiel, then you'll find Leomord clinging onto you for the rest of the day. You already know what's up, he's clingy because he's horny.

While we're talking about him pleasuring you, he loves seeing you ride him. It's just something about letting you take control for a change, instead of the usual missionary position that you two do, spurs him on than normal.

Can you really call sex with him... sex anymore? He doesn't have sex with you, he makes love to you! Meaning; He's vanilla, inside and out. Well.. maybe he's into hair pulling, if you get me.

He's into hair pulling, yes, but don't be too rough, okay? If he isn't rough, you shouldn't be either. It'll send him the wrong signal, and makes him think that you're tugging on his hair from pain— not pleasure!

Leomord's the clingy type during sex. He has to have his hands over your body, or else he'll feel cold in an uncomfortable way. Please let him hold you, or any part of you. He needs to feel warm as well..

Anyways, when you're riding him and want to tease the ever living shit out of him— pull his hand againts your cheek, but don't let him actually touch your cheek. You'll see his eyes glaze over, then a loud cry will come from his lips from your teasing.

Like I said, he worships your body. But he also worships everything about you as a whole! Your eyes, your lovely personality— It's genuinely a gift from god to him. That's why he compliments you about how you act with him.

He's usually quiet, but because of how you use his weaknesses to your advantage during sex, he's very vocal. And will also often moan out a warm compliment about how thankful he was for the gods giving you to him.

Whenever you two do it, he keeps being reminded of how he'll lose you at any second, because you're a mortal. So please reassure him that you'll never leave his side! Even if it's a cold promise, it'll still bring the warmth back into his heart.

To ease the slightly despressing mood from the previous headcanons— if you allow him, he'll never let go of your hand. Even if you're literally pushing up and crying out, he won't let go, because he doesn't want to lose his hold againts you..

When he's slowly inching away from his sanity, you can clearly see how intense he's feeling. If not from his face, from the gem he has attached on the middle of his chest. It'll grow increasingly brighter until both of you reach your peaks.

Aftercare with him is fucking heaven! He loves giving your face endless kisses, and never seems to get tired from helping you with your sore muscles. Anything you need? He'll gladly give it to you. <3

I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! Take care of yourself! <3