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god he looks so good doing bat shit insane things

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this man is so dumb, no fear. just hanging upside down from a helicopter. and it's the way this doesn't surprise me

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Brow arches at the mumbled words of the other, not able to make them out but finds them interesting nonetheless. Just what did he have to say that couldn't be said out loud? Nothing was making much sense for the blond, the answer given to his own question only adding more for Leon to ask and it didn't seem the other was too afraid to tell him anything. That was surprising considering his own nature with his secrets. "What do you mean not like real prison? Is there another prison I don't know about?" Leon asks, though in a way the life he has now could be considered a prison of its own as he was unable to move on and live day by day forever until possibly the end of the world. "Uh, no thanks I'm okay actually." Hands moved to rest on his hips as he looked the other over with a confused expression, one that hadn't really changed since they met. "You are an odd person, you know that?" That was saying a lot coming from Leon.

“Uh huh, interesting,” nods Kai and mumbles something incomprehensible under his breath, almost as though he truly cared for the guy’s words. His question made him tilt his head, he considers it. Like he really had to. “Pretty much, yeah. I’m kinda talkative, sorry. I just... Kinda spent some time in prison, like not real prison. Woah, gotta see your face,” he says, finally with a shrug of his shoulders and looks him over. “But yeah, don’t you?” Kai's hand dipped into his pocket, a familiar ritual. He rummaged for a moment before his fingers closed around a rectangular pack. He plucked out a stick, the wrapper crinkling softly, and popped the gum into his mouth. The discarded wrapper crumpled in his palm, tossed to the street. His gaze meets the other again, his brow furrowed. “Sorry, did you want one?”

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for people who know: Leon ist für Nutella mit Butter

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Sometimes he realized when planning things he didn't say everything right away, all of it was either in his notes or spoken about in meetings. Those meetings were sometimes without her company, her having to handle her own businesses herself. It seemed that some information falls through. It all blurs together for the blond as the days get closer until the actual stunt and filming took place. "I thought I did, honestly." An embarrassed chuckle leaves him as arms are wrapped around her to keep her steady upon his lap. "It's in South Africa, easiest place to shark dive. As for the song, you've definitely heard it before. You've heard all of them even without music." He chuckles, seeing as she hears him just freely say lyrics as he tries to map everything out for each song he thinks of. Not to mention she was in the studio with him a fair amount of the time. It is between chuckles that her lips find his, accepting each one. Still, he knew better than to leave her out of this fully and it was why she was going to come on the boat. "It is what I can say for now, okay? We'll see what happens." He pokes her side where his hand rests. "You definitely would try to pet one and you cannot convince me otherwise." His smile grows into a wide grin. "Great white, I don't want you petting those."

➥      𝒅𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔   𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒙   𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆   𝒂   𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒏   ,   amusement   found   within   the   reaction   of   the   rapper   as   slight   frame   settles   into   his   embrace   .   while   the   rare   occasion   exists   upon   which   she   finds   an   idea   more   dangerous   than   she   would   like   ,   here   the   gymnast   simply   cannot   comprehend   how   one   could   be   anything   but   thrilled   .   ❝  i   can't   believe   you   wouldn't   tell   me   !   what   track   is   this   for   ?   when   are   you   going   ?   where   is   this   happening   ?   ❞   questions   spill   from   eager   brims   ,   athlete   lifting   onto   the   tips   of   her   toes   in   order   to   steal   a   kiss   betwixt   each   phrase   as   excitement   teems   from   each   cell   of   her   being   .   only   once   each   question   has   been   sufficiently   answered   –   and   her   seat   on   the   boat   secured   –   does   the   pace   of   her   timbre   begin   to   slow   ,   respiration   far   more   even   despite   the   lilting   giggles   with   which   petite   shoulders   tremble   .   ❝  i   don't   like   ❛   maybe   ❜   ,   but   i'll   take   it   ,   ❞   sniffs   with   facetious   petulance   ,    ❝  and   i   resent   the   fact   that   you   think   i   would   try   to   pet   one   !   .   .   .   that   depends   on   what   kind   of   sharks   they   are   ,   obviously   .   ❞

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Most time he kept things serious, he had to in this life of his otherwise who knew what might happen to the business he ran and the people within it. They all depended on his employ after all. However, Leon had sure he had his moments of fun between the needed seriousness. If he didn't, well, he was sure he would have gone insane otherwise. But this? This was a different kind of fun for the blond. It was also a risk and one he found himself willfully taking. He wasn't sure who she was or where she was, but there were a few clues here and there. Not knowing who he was from his tattoos showed him this was someone who didn't know his world or at least was rather good at pretending. Then again it was easier to do so over texting than it was in person. But he was playing her game, his own face hidden by the phone itself for the picture while showing her what she no doubt wanted to see just as she had done for him. Though it seemed now the conversation turned more to his tattoos, not that he minded. It was better than talking about one's profession. All in all, she was holding his attention just as he was holding her's and that alone was something that made this all the more interesting to the mafioso. And as his phone goes off, seeing the now growing familiar number light up his screen, he lets a small smirk tug at his lips as he reads over her messages before replying.

[ text: Unknown ] : i can assume that from all of this already. [ text: Unknown ] : oh? you have my attention with that, and my curiosity. [ text: Unknown ] : well, those fit too. other reasons why i have them. you could go on about wolves but loyalty is pretty high up there for me. [ text: Unknown ] : haha good, i have to say i like your's too.

Phone is placed down at his side once more, attention shifting to everything else around him as he went about the remainder of his day as if everything was normal. But no, it wasn't normal. He was talking to a stranger, a careless action and yet he didn't stop. His curiosity was getting the better of him and he could only hope in the end that it wouldn't bite him in the ass later. If his father was still alive he was sure he'd hear a talking to if he caught wind of the relaxed attitude Leon was having about all of this. But he wasn't, it was just Leon.

     HER LIFE,     often left her. with little room to have fun. of course everyone thought because she had fame, and money then she got what she wanted. but there was always a catch. and in her case it was the reputation, the image she left behind that she had to protect. she couldn't be seen sleeping with a ton of people, or getting into bar fights. it looked bad and her pr, WOULD SKIN HER ALIVE. and thus she often felt caged. and begging to do something [ ... ] that made her feel free. but not just that, also helped light a fire within her. that gave her something, to feed off and make a song out of. as that was how she did it. she fed off around her, to make her music. and lately it had been lacking. ( or she was as burnt out as she thought she was !   )    and maybe, it was why she'd gone straight out, and sent her face. sure there were hints that hid who she was, like her hair and her tattoos. all hidden by her picture. thus obscuring her slightly. but the risk was what, made it more fun. plus she had a gut feeling there was enough distance between them right now. meeting would never happen. unless fate fucked them over.   

sms –––––– eh i like to have fun. what can I say . sms –––––– recent as in a few hours ago, right now I'm a little more dressed but less at the same time .... sms –––––– and here I thought you were about to wax lyrical about their leadership and fearlessness ... sms –––––– It feels more your style !! sms –––––– I never said I didn't like ... sms –––––– In fact I do. quite a lot actually !!

          setting her phone back to the side. she reclines further into her chair. reaching for the pad at her side, the one filled with her jumbled thoughts and a multitude of different lyrics. none making a song right now, but enough for a laughing pad. once she had enough control over her thoughts that is. sighing she turns the page, and begins drawing. subconsciously letting the pencil trail across the page. not taking note of what she's drawing. just thinking, without noticing. ( if she did she'd have seen he wolf come to life !   )   

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places both here gently before returning to work

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It was getting closer to the deadline, the time he needed to finish most of the album before being able to announce the actual release date. Thankfully he didn't have that much left to do, he was putting some finishing touches on a few songs and maybe considering adding another when she came into the studio. "Hello to you too, Schatz." He grins after her lips leave his, sitting comfortably back on the couch as he had leaned forward to make it easier for her. Her question made his brow furrow a bit, wondering what she meant until a lightbulb practically went off in his head. "Oh, Mia, of course I do." He chuckles slightly, arms wrapping around her as she settled herself in his lap. "I was just finishing up here, we are spending the rest of the day together. It was meant to be a surprise but I have reservations for dinner tonight for us. Plus, anything else you want to actually do today. I want to see that smile on your lips, that's all I care about."

𝒉𝒂𝒔   𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏   𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇   𝒇𝒐𝒓   𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔   ,   allowing   the   german   time   to   put   finishing   touches   on   the   current   track   before   the   couple's   big   day   together   .   finishing   touches   had   turned   into   spitballing   lyrics   ,   has   turned   into   a   second   nearly   completed   track   by   the   time   the   starlet   dances   her   way   back   into   leon's   studio   .   ❝  hey   there   ,   gorgeous   ,   ❞   grins   reverently   ,   stolen   peck   preceding   the   slip   of   slender   frame   into   broad   ,   sturdy   lap   .   ❝  so   ,   you   remember   what   day   it   is   ,   right   ?   ❞   queries   somewhat   hopefully   ,   naught   but   enamored   affection   found   upon   gazing   into   sparkling   pools   of   hazel   .   ❝  as   incredible   as   these   tracks   sound   ,   and   as   sexy   as   i   find   the   guy   making   them   .   .   .   i   kind   of   figured   we   were   going   to   spend   most   of   today   together   ,   no   ?   ❞

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Traveling from one town to the next was how Leonhard let himself blend in, not be seen too much or noticed of the fact he wouldn't age a time as time passes. He was stuck like this, a punishment for the sin committed at what felt like not too long ago. He knew it had been several centuries by now, time sometimes passing slowly and others passing far too quickly that he almost lost track of what year they were in. And it was in this path, this cursed life of his, that he did his best to not let himself grow attached to others. Well, not as close as he had been before all of this and before the gods intervened.

But it was during the most recent village that someone had caught his eyes, more so than anyone else as of late. There was something there, almost a pull to her. Not that he was going to say anything, instead just spending the time he could with her despite what the others thought. Of course he also knew to be careful with his actions, his movement. If anything, he enjoyed helping out where he could. Not that she asked. And today would be no different, walking over where they always met and a smile growing the closer the got to her.

"Is that a bad thing?" Leonhard asks, crooked grin ever present as head tilts to the side.

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He had caught her eye when he first arrived, the small village did not have many visitors so when anyone who was not of the town dropped by, it was hard not to miss or be curious about them. But this man seemed different, there was an invisible thread that seemed to draw her to him, a sigh in her soul when she saw his face and a comfort she rarely seemed to find even in those she surrounded herself with.

They had spent many days together, talking and going about normal chores, many he was able to help with and lingered even as the sun set most days. It was welcome company as sure there had been many eyes on them, nosy neighbors and friends questioning his intentions, but Clementine knew he could be trusted, she couldn't put it to words why, but she could feel it in her soul.

Just as he had before, he crests over the small hill behind her home and she can't help the bright and excited smile that pulled at her features, making her way out to meet him, drying her hands on her dress.

"You're a little early today."

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Never did the rapper thing he'd make it across the ocean to tour there. He was perfectly content with how everything was going here. That was until he met Mia, he wasn't sure what it was but it made her fans want to give him a try. Maybe it was supporting him because they supported her. He wasn't about to question it entirely, if they wanted to see the both of them together in concert then so be it.Leon wasn't about to turn down the opportunity to tour in America and doing it with her was the cherry on top. In fact, there was no one else he'd want to do this with. The passion of the kisses exchanged between the two spoke volumes enough, a chuckle even leaving him as she mumbled back to him between interlocking lips until eventually she pulled away.

Eyes meet, smile just as big as he looked at her. His chuckle grew into a laugh as head shook. "Fluffy pillows? Is that really important?" He questions, with a brief furrow of his brow. "I mean definitely down to visit where you want to take me. And I'm sure your parents would love to see you." She was definitely getting ahead of herself but he couldn't blame her for the excitement. "Uh, yeah I'd say that's the best bet, Schatz." He chuckles again. "Like where are we going, for how long, so on."

𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒔   𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕   𝒕𝒉𝒆   𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔   𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉   𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆   ,   lithe   limbs   snaking   about   the   column   of   a   tattooed   neck   as   the   singer   folds   happily   in   against   her   boyfriend   .   ❝  of   course   i'm   serious   ,   ❞   mumbles   into   the   hollow   of   his   mouth   ,   verbiage   nearly   lost   among   warring   lips   before   finally   she   pulls   back   enough   to   gaze   deep   into   pools   of   sparkling   hazel   .   though   performing   on   an   american   stage   is   not   brand   new   to   the   brunette   ,   to   do   so   on   her   own   tour   –   one   shared   with   the   love   of   her   life   ,   no   less   –   is   uncharted   territory   into   which   she   cannot   wait   to   venture   .   

❝  it's gonna be perfect . i'm   gonna   get   us   the   fluffiest   pillows   for   the   bus   when   we   get   over   there   ,   and   we   can   go   to   museums   and   amusement   parks   ,   and   i   can   show   you   my   family's   estate   when   we're   in   new   york   ,   and   –   ❞   monologue   cuts   off   only   to   supply   herself   with   oxygen   ,   tip   of   button   nose   scrunching   with   timid   excitement   as   the   reality   of   the   coming   months   sets   in   .   ❝  but i   guess   we   should   probably   plan   a   show   before   any   of   that   ,   though   ,   huh   ?   ❞

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wanna know what leon is like performing at a festival? here you go.

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leon getting stabbed and just sighing heavily before taking out the blade OR yelling ow in a really annoyed tone. either way, what an inconvenience.

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He knew it wasn't the easiest thing to take in, hell she shouldn't even believe him. What he was saying sounded like nonsense, like he had a screw loose to anyone who lived a normal life. What sucked was that life wasn't as normal as people believed it to be, he was a shining example of it. He just hadn't meant to drag her into the mess that was the truth of his life. Leon always tried to keep them out of it but this one? Well, it had been unavoidable. He could see the shock easily etched into her face, his jaw tensing as he looks down and shrugs.

"You piss off the gods....they find a way to punish you." Not that he didn't deserve what happened to him. "It wasn't like you knew what was happening." Leon looks up to her as he sits down. "And no, I appreciate the offer but there isn't anything to do. Just let them think they have it figured out or make them seem crazy." It was what he often did. Hazel eyes watched her closely, knowing her mind was racing he took in a deep breath and sat back. "I know you have questions, outside of how it's possible. So, go ahead."

 𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐧  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬  𝐚𝐭  𝐡𝐢𝐦  𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐲  𝐚𝐬  𝐡𝐞  𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬.  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬  𝐧𝐨  𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞,   𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬  𝐧𝐨𝐭  𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞.  a  part  of  her  wonders  if  he's  telling  the  truth.  does  that  make  him  a  vampire  or  something?   should  she  run?  would  he  chase  after  her  and  kill  her  because  he  just  told  her  this  secret?   instead,  she  just  stands  there,  frozen  in  place.

 ❝how  is  that  even  possible?❞  she  finally  asks,  blinking  slowly.  her  voice  is  quiet,  taking  on  a  softer,  almost  worried  tone.  ❝i'm  uh-sorry  i  walked  in  on  that.❞   she  stays  completely  still.   where  there's  disbelief,  there's  also  a  mixture  of  fear.  what  is  he?  she  feels  a  slight  tremble  in  her  tattooed  fingers.  ❝is  there  anything  i  can  do  to  help?❞

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okay but when you love leon this is the shit you see/get because you've just decided to be attached to a dorky tattooed golden retriever

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