#sorry leon

[stdismas]

Leon Kennedy death animations in Resident Evil 4: Chainsaw Demo.

[thebrandywine]

IDEA IDEA IDEA

[july-19th-club]

ive realized that the only one i’m even remotely comfortable killing off in a fic is leon. not because i don’t like him i do. but if you said to me you’re allowed to revoke all major character deaths on the bbc fantasy show merlin but you HAVE to keep one in reserve and give it to someone to balance all the deaths you undid. then it would have to be leon that’s all

[sillyshrimps]

Rose and Turo pre-hole and pre-SWSH: Ah yes, world is okay, but for my kid, future such much better-

Both now: kid what kid? Hehehe future go brrrrrr

You don't understand, the kid IS the future.

[hydropyro]

Webs of Fate be like: 😍

Reign of Fire be like: 😡

[mintanoia]

nicolas cage is gonna be the new babygirl survivor

[tirsynni]

Hot and Cold 

Nivannedy: All Leon Kennedy had wanted was a damned soda. And not drowning. And maybe a hot date with a certain someone. But he would settle for at least a soda.

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Snippet first posted on BMC. Any support there, on my Ko-Fi, or checking out my original works is loved, appreciated, and helpful. <3 

[trshpndal]

writing something cute and fluffy with Leo <<<<<< making him suffer for the 256th time this month

I’m sorry my sweet boy 🙁

[purpledusty]

I really gave up on Leon, i haven't learned how to draw weapons yet (and i probably never will but meh) but i wanted to show it here

[survival-horror]

[thembo-cowboy]

it just so happens that i am in love with TWO sandy haired men with green eyes, one is my irl boyfriend and the other is dean winchester

[ayatai]

An Old Acquaintance

No. 13 CAN'T MAKE AN OMELETTE WITHOUT BREAKING A FEW LEGS

Dislocation

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Rosella reluctantly set down the pen she'd been using and rose from her desk. As much as she'd like to finish the letter to her brother, it would have to wait. Her tutor didn't appreciate her being late to lessons.

She passed by her brother's door as she walked down the hall, and her heart squeezed with a brief sense of loss. Alexander had been King of the Green Isles for nearly two months now. She was happy for him, of course, but still. She missed him; they had become quite close by the time he had set sail for the distant land. What was supposed to have been a visit had unexpectedly turned into a change of home for him.

As she neared the throne room, she approached two men she didn't recognize. But, judging by the resemblance, a father and son.

"Ah, Princess Rosella," stated the older man as both bowed slightly. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance again."

She must not have been able to keep the startled look off her face as she tried to remember the man because he continued with, "You were only eight, I think, the last we met, so no offense taken if you don't remember. King Antoine." 

His voice was warm and reminded her of honey, and his broad smile suddenly jogged her memory as she curtsied.

"Yes! I do remember now," she said, glancing over at the young man who had not yet said anything. "Prince Leon, isn't it? Wasn't it you who released that snake in the middle of my birthday party?"

Leon had started to bow again as she said his name but stiffened at the mention of the snake. "Oh, well… yes. To be honest, I had rather hoped you'd forgotten that. I apologize for my ten-year-old self, and I can promise: no snakes in my pockets today!"

"Forgotten? That was one of my favorite parties. The guards had to check my pockets for weeks because I tried the same a time or two with a frog to get out of lessons."

Speaking of getting out of lessons…

"Well, snakes or no, welcome back to Daventry. To what do we owe the honor?" She asked lightly. 

"Leon and I are on our way to Lycathia. Your mother graciously offered us beds for the night on our journey."

Rosella glanced over to Leon. A prince near her own age? Her mother would have leaped at the opportunity. And King Antoine could have taken a slightly more direct route to Lycathia.

Well, she could take advantage of the opportunity as well, in her own way.

"I would love to show you around the grounds if you'd like. It's changed a fair bit from the last time you were here." Mainly because they'd had to rebuild half of it after the dragon, but she didn't mention that part.

"Thank you for the offer, but I'm afraid my old bones aren't quite up to a long walk at the moment. Leon?"

"I would love to, Princess, but if Father isn't up to chaperoning…"

"That's no problem." She glanced around for the nearest guard and spotted Captain Tamart walking toward them. Not her first choice as far as partners-in-crime went, but he would do. "Captain Tamart here can chaperone, I'm sure."

"I'll see you at dinner, then. Have fun!" King Antoine said as he continued down the hall.

Rosella turned to Tamart as he neared. "Captain! How would you like to take a walk out to the lake? Prince Leon would love to see it."

***

They engaged in small talk as they exited the castle. Once Tamart had dropped back far enough to be out of earshot, Rosella turned to the Prince.

"I'm afraid I have to admit that, while I do love an afternoon spent on the grounds with good company, my intentions for the invitation were also… a little selfish. I, uh, was in need of a rescue from my tutor. To be completely honest, I have no intention of courting. With anyone, I mean, not just you," she added quickly, before he had a chance to get too offended.

"Ah. Well, I'm happy to be of help. I'm sure an afternoon spent in your company is worthwhile nevertheless." He paused, then added, "Your tutor must get as cross as mine used to if you've found yourself in such a predicament."

"I'd rather face the dragon again! I normally don't mind his teachings, but this past week has been horribly tedious."

"We heard about the dragon; I'm sorry you had to go through that. But - if I remember our last meeting correctly - while the other girls were running around screaming their heads off, you weren't phased in the least. I told my father that if you were still as fierce now as you were as a child, it was no wonder it ended up dead!"

"Well, that was mostly due to my brother, but thank you. You know, that snake turned out to be good practice; I faced off with another one in Tamir, except this one was venomous… But I should start at the beginning."

Rosella wasn't even halfway through the story when they arrived. The lake was mostly surrounded by trees, but one side butted up against a tall cliffside.

Rosella spotted a purple flower on a ledge partway up the cliff. "Ooh! Mother would love that." She waded in.

Prince Leon looked sideways at their chaperone in surprise. 

Tamart just sighed and made a halfhearted attempt at reigning in his charge. "Princess, please be careful…"

"Don't worry; I've climbed almost to the top before!" She glanced back at Tamart as she reached the cliff and started upward. "Uh, you didn't hear that."

"She does seem to know what she's doing," Prince Leon remarked.

Dryly, Tamart replied, "I suppose it's better than a whale tongue."

Leon glanced at him, startled at the statement, but before he could ask for clarification, he was distracted by a splash and a sharp cry.

Rosella had almost reached the ledge when she slipped and fell back into the water below. She swore a few choice curses as she struggled to get her feet back under her. Pain radiated from her shoulder; she must have hit something hidden under the water's surface.

Both men were at her side in seconds.

"Princess! Where-?" Tamart asked.

"My shoulder."

Tamart tried to help her to the shore as gently as he could, but any movement of her shoulder caused her more pain. Once on solid ground, he had her sit while he looked at it.

"I think it's dislocated. Prince Leon, could you sit on her other side, please?"

Dripping wet, Leon did so. Then, knowing what was coming, he offered her his hand and let her squeeze it as tight as she needed. 

Trying to distract her, he said, "Well, I suppose you'll have an excuse not to worry about that assignment for a while."

Rosella had just started to reply when Tamart pulled on her shoulder. The pain worsened.

Then it eased off, at least enough that she felt like she could catch her breath. "Tha- thanks. To both of you."

"Ren should still take a look at it,” Tamart cautioned.

Rosella nodded and stood to head back to the castle, Tamart holding her steady by her good arm.

They were almost halfway back when she realized Leon had vanished. As she looked around for him, he reappeared around a bend in the trail, even wetter than before. In his hand was the purple flower.

She laughed.

***

"Prince Leon, I have to say, I truly did enjoy your visit," Rosella said as they stood by Leon's carriage, which was set to depart any moment.

"Even though you ended up with a dislocated shoulder?"

She glanced down at her arm, still held close to her body by a sling. "Even so."

"I hope you can visit us sometime. I never did get to hear the rest of your story."

"I'd like that," she said, mostly out of politeness. Although - as far as suitors went, he wasn’t half-bad. “But after you hear the rest you’re not going to believe that this was how I ended up injured.”

"I look forward to it. Until next time, Princess."

[anacecherry]

New theme let's goo

[leonsbunny]

I would bash my head into a wall to bring Chris Redfield to build-a-bear and to spoil him n' shit he deserves it after all he's been through

[zekuto]

i was obsessed the first time i saw someone post leon on that stupid panda rocker but i was never able to find raw footage of it lol, so i decided to compile leon with all the playground interactions because i love him <3

[tirsynni]

For my RE Whumptober slightly late prompts, days 7&8:

Singing my Requiem: Chapter Two (Enter Piers and Chris)

&

Losing My Religion: Chapter Two (Where Leon continues to get absolutely no comfort... sorry, Leon)