veni, vidi, sensi

leon james. 26. eirene warlock; history teacher; twin;

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petravery:

The consequences of the solar eclipse in Moon Island were there for her to feel it. She didn’t know exactly what was happening, but the return of Damien, or what seemed to be the return of her previous alpha gave her a lot to think throughout the night and a lack of desire of comfort to actually fall asleep and get some rest. How could she when she felt she was in danger? When she wanted to keep herself attentive to what was happening in her surroundings in case she’d have to fight something or someone? Even when her eyes tried to close, she’d open them a few seconds later and whenever her body won the war and she was able to fall asleep, she would suddenly wake up with her heart beating faster. It was a horrible situation she didn’t want to go through again. So, instead, of heading back to her apartment the second night of darkness, she decided to take a walk. Even if it meant she could meet Damien again.

When he wasn’t physically there, he’d be in her mind, merging with other people’s faces. It was a nightmare to say the least, and that constant pull towards his words and his commands was even worst. That bad habit of listening to him, of caring about what he had to say about her was something she had been keeping to herself ever since the first time she saw him. Something she was unable to share with her new alpha. The one she should definitely trust. Walking aimlessly, with her phone on her pocket and her eyes looking around, ignoring when someone looked a lot like Damien or when his voice would haunt her again. 

Come back to me. Join us again. Don’t be a failure. You know I’m the only one you’ll ever follow.

And then, her attention moved to someone else. Leon. Focus on him. Try your best to focus solely on him. Petra thought while her eyes moved to stare at the man’s light eyes. “Hey…” His question made her raise an eyebrow and remain quiet for a second. She was in Moon Island for a year, he was there for almost his entire life, if not… his entire life. That was the kind of question that she assumed he’d know the answer. “You’re four blocks away from it. Are you… okay? Do you need me to head there with you?” Maybe she wasn’t the only one that had been feeling different. But she hadn’t had the courage of asking him if he felt the same, if something was also happening to him when in Petra’s point of view, her meetings with her alpha and accepting his words, only meant she was weak. 

Are you okay, Leon? He could hear his own voice coming from behind his shoulder, really close to his ear and although he couldn’t see himself, Spencer was right there, as if he had just returned from the dead. Could it be possible? Leon shook his head, which could’ve made Petra that he was answering to her question--but then again, was he okay? “It’s--just a migraine.” He lied. He was good at that--lying to make people worry less about him. He wondered if he was the only one seeing his dead brother or if Petra was seeing dead people too. Nothing was impossible when it came to Moon Island. “Would you like to accompany me there?” He had heard her offer, of course he had, but Leon also wasn’t going to force her to accompany him, especially if he was the only one seeing things and she had other places to go.

Pretty, isn’t she? Leon’s voice returned and he could swear he could feel his hot breath, cascading close to his ear again. Wasn’t she the one who opened your eyes to the truth? Another voice joined his own and he saw and heard Spencer. Wasn’t she who reminded you how you stood back and did nothing after I died? Did you even mourn, Leon? Did you cry the loss of an innocent or did you mourn your brother? Leon felt his knees weakening a little, but after Petra’s answer, he was able to move his feet as he began walking. “The eclipse...” Finally, he spoke again, looking up at the moon, the only source of natural illumination of Moon Island. “How do you feel about it... as werewolf, I mean. Does it feel different to you?” Maybe talking would quiet down the voices that seemed to be following him. His own and Spencer’s.

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Leon exited the library with a few books in his hands. He was planning on spending the rest of the night at home, studying, but it seemed like Moon Island (as dramatic as it sounded) had other plans for him. He got into his car and set his books on the backseat only to be met by the vivid image of Spencer on the passenger seat asking why hadn’t he fought for him. Why did Leon let him die in vain. I thought you loved me, but you’re not even fighting for me. Not only did it break Leon’s heart, but it also left him disorientated for a solid minute there. How could this be? Was this real? He tried to rub his eyes, he tried to shake his head, but nothing worked and it only seemed to anger Spencer even more. It forced Leon out of his car and back onto the dark streets of Moon Island.

His heart was racing as he stepped onto the streets, his legs were shaking a little bit, too. Was he scared or just nervous? Leon took long and quick steps towards nowhere in particular, he just needed to get away from his car. That’s when he tripped over his own feet and lost his balance for a bit, forcing him to stop. A familiar voice--much like his own, caught his attention as he noticed a pair of boots, exactly like the ones he was wearing, approach him. Look at you. It was like looking in the mirror--except this version of him bore a piercing look, on that sent shivers down Leon’s back. Pathetic little Leon doesn’t even have the guts to confront his own brother. How dare you saying he was your greatest loss if you can’t even bring yourself to fight for his memory? Too scared to let the strong part of you come out? Leon shook his head again. Remember how good it felt? Back at the beach... back when you took matters into your own hands? You felt powerful. It’s inside you, dying to be let out... that power.

Leon groaned. For one split second, he almost claimed those words to be true, but he managed to find within himself the strength to step away from the person who looked exactly like him and continue walking. What the hell was happening? Someone else was approaching down the street... “Hey--excuse me...” Leon pressed his shaky palm against his forehead, pressing his eyes shut for a moment, before looking at the person. With any luck, they’d only think he was having a bad headache or something. “Do you know how do I get from Main St. from here?” He knew exactly where he was, and being born and raised in Moon Island, he also knew exactly how to get there, but he just needed to talk to someone. To keep his mind occupied. It didn’t help that Spencer walked in from behind him and stood close to the person Leon was talking to. His presence alone making Leon take a deep breath.

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witchoftheisland:

Dominique let out a breath of relief when she realized it was Leon. “Oh thank goodness it was you and not a stranger. It would have been super hard to get out of that awkwardness.” She admitted while laughing. “Its actually kind of sad if you think about that saying… I have one of those faces means that your face isn’t special and people recognizes others people faces in your own but I don’t think that way, I believe everyone is different even if their features are similar…” Dominique realized she had gone into too much detail, but the water did that partly.  “I probably thought a little too deep into it huh?” Dominique moved a little further into the water, letting her shoulders become submerged in the water. “So anyways, haven’t seen much of you lately… How are you doing?” Dominique always wanted to make sure the people in her coven were going to be okay, even if they were struggling which she knew everyone had been struggling lately.

“Can anyone still be a stranger in Moon Island?” Leon laughed a little bit, lowering himself into the water to wet his hair and then coming back to the surface shortly after. He pushed his hair back, then rubbed his hand over his face in order to wipe the salty water off his eyes. Leon quite enjoyed spending time with Dominique out of everyone else in his coven. His family aside, of course--and Atticus was family, so... But the witch had something in her, in the way she viewed things, that would often bring a smile to Leon’s lips. “Look at you, trying to make me feel special. Don’t you ever get tired of it? Feeding my ego like that?” He joked because--what else could he do, in his current state of mind? “I’m doing alright. I was out of town for a couple of weeks, but I’ve been back for a few days now. What about you? What’s been happening in your life?”

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jae-sungpark:

There was a forlorn expression on his face at Leon’s words. “Easier said than done unfortunately.” He was more used to taking on guilt than being absolved of it. They stood as a reminder of the person he had become and the person he couldn’t be any longer. He wondered what he was without his guilty conscious, but it wouldn’t be something he’d be able to figure out any time soon. 

Jae-Sung sighed. “It seems like it’s becoming difficult to keep living here.” Full moons had never given him problems in the past while he lived on the island, but then again, he didn’t have so many extenuating circumstances as before. “I’d like to believe it won’t get worse, but I doubt that’s going to be the case.” 

“Yet, there’s no reason why one shouldn’t try and do it.” Leon added with yet another shrug of his shoulders. He tried to keep himself as level-headed as possible, but sometimes, his optimism would win the battle. “People spend their lives pointing out the problems, but not making an effort to find solutions. Not that what I just told you was a solution, and while I may not be the voice of reason, you’ll probably have a longer lifespan than I will... letting guilt be part of you will lead you nowhere.” He continued calmly. He wasn’t about to go and tell Jae-Sung about his own encounters with guilt, but at least he could say he knew how it felt... when guilt took over.

His following words had Leon bobbing his head in a nod that, although seemed like it was just a gesture to make Jae-Sung know that he was just listening, deep down, Leon agreed with him. This island, as much as he loved it, was becoming a place filled with death... and the promises of war would make sure that it only got worse. “If we can find a way to stop this war from happening, then things should get better, but sadly we can’t do this alone.”

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mayadhaas:

Maya sighed in frustration, mostly because the presence of a stranger had completely rattled her trail of thought. Though it wasn’t a stranger, and it took her a second glance to realize that she knew exactly who the male was. “Excuse me,” Maya muttered towards the employee as she ventured towards the male. “Leon.” His name left her lips matter of factly, eyeing him from head to toe. “It’s nice to see that you’re in one piece.” The secret Krystal had told her was had never been mentioned to Roman, and it would remain that way. Not for Leon’s protection, but for Krystal. If Maya had her way, Leon would have been long since dealt with, but it didn’t seem to be the case. “May I ask what you’re doing here?”

Although he didn’t exactly understand what she meant by ‘one-piece’, since they’d spoken between his accident and now, but he didn’t question Maya’s choice of words. These days, he didn’t question anything anymore. People leaving their coven for Roman’s, people claiming they were weak, people’s reasons for wanting a war to happen. “Likewise, Maya. You look nice today. Did you do something with your hair?” Leon knew she would’ve been a great addition to this coven in all of this, but Maya wasn’t with them anymore, and while it still hurt whenever someone left Eirene to find solace in Bricket Wood of all places, he still treated mostly everyone with respect and politeness. “What I’m doing?” He furrowed his brows. “Trying to buy some things. Would you expect me to be doing anything different at this shop?”

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constancehwang:

“That must’ve been nice then. To miss the storm,” she commented with a smile. She wouldn’t have minded missing it altogether as well, but she had ended up spending the evening with her aunt while they weathered the storm. “Hopefully you got better weather wherever you went then. It definitely wasn’t fun to be stuck indoors all day, or worrying that the shutters were going to fly off of my aunt’s windows.” 

“Shit--that bad, huh?” Leon didn’t particularly have any strong feelings towards Constance. He often ran into her whenever he went to the library or stopped by the museum when he wanted to be alone with his thoughts, so he didn’t truly know her, but he did worry about others well-being and had anything happened to her he probably would’ve missed bumped into her in those specific places. “I’m beginning to think we should all start buying things to make our houses safer against storms really. But I’m glad to see you’re still in one piece. Although it was nice to miss the storm, I was mostly working, so it wasn’t exactly a break.” He chuckled softly.

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emmanuelxalpha:

A warm smile crept across Emmanuel’s face at the mention of his packmate.  He could only imagine what their conversation was like.  “Oh Petra would definitely tell you like it is.  She has kept me on my toes since being here, that’s for sure.  But she’s a good person, hopefully she wasn’t too blunt with you.”

“She seems--interesting to say the least.” But then again, everyone seemed interesting to Leon. He had that sort of hunger for knowledge when it came to people and things and in his own way, he’d always manage to find something interesting about someone else. There was no such thing as someone boring, if he took it upon himself to really analyze their words and actions. “She was blunt, yes, but I don’t think I would have liked it if she were any different. Like I said, honesty hasn’t been the biggest traits among most people, especially when it comes to sharing their points of view on anything my family is linked to, so... it was refreshing in a way... and I appreciate her doing so. It opened my eyes to say the least.”

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soyoungparkx:

“Well I picked her up on the West Coast so we mainly have been making our way across the United States.  But we’re probably going to go across seas soon.”  So-Young knew she was starting to get antsy from staying in one place for long, she could only imagine how Cleo could feel.  She grinned when Leon suggesting heading someplace else, not wanting to stop their conversation so soon.  “Sure! I’m always up for a drink!” 

“Sounds interesting.” He offered her a smile.”Any particular places you’d like to visit?”  Leon dreamed about leaving Moon Island with his siblings and traveling the world. Meeting new people, learning about other cultures, experiencing these things in person. “Well, in that case...” He offered his arm like an old-fashioned gentleman and also another smile to her. “...First round’s on me. Maybe then you can tell me more about yourself? No pressure, though. Promise.”

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meas-sinclair:

Sinclair came face to face with the unfamiliar woman, her eyes taking her in before turning to the familiar voice beside her. “Leon,” she replied, casting away the shadow of their last meeting. “I’ve been alright,” she shrugged, watching the people he’d been with in the cafe leave, laughing, care-free like ordinary people. Her eyes went back to him, dark and closed to the world. “They don’t know the truth, do they?” She said, moving to let Leon pass her, if he chose to. 

She pursed her lips as she let the cafe door swing closed, her thirst no longer on her mind. “No more near-death experiences then?” She asked, having heard the rumours buzzing around town about how Leon had been hospitalized. Some people said there had been a brawl on one of the beaches, but Sinclair knew Leon wasn’t a fighter. Neither of the twins were, which made her want to hate them both. They were the opposite of everything she knew about the supernatural world, and made her question her past decisions she’d so easily made with knives and stakes. 

They don’t know the truth, do they? Not everyone in Moon Island knew the truth about the island... about how people went mysteriously missing, or how there were some inexplicable deaths. "They don’t.” He wanted to warn her that he’d like for things to continue that way, but his friends would be leaving soon and perhaps his request could be seen as a threat, so Leon kept quiet. “There’s beauty in ignorance, I suppose.” At least they didn’t have to worry about a war, choosing sides, people dying. They all lived far from Moon Island, they lived different lives. It was better this way. His blue hues averted towards the glass door, watching as his friends distanced themselves further and further from the café.

Sinclair’s question made Leon furrow his brows a little, but figured she had meant his near-death experience the month before. “No, no. I’ve made peace with life.” His hand flew to scratch the back of his neck as Leon let out a soft chuckle. “It was just an unfortunate accident. You’ll come to realize that full moons here usually take a toll on everyone...”

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valicntcgardncr:

There it was. The truth. Had this threat of wae done more damage to their family than they had prepared for? Or was this something else much bigger than the rising tensions in Moon Island and the deaths that remained unavenged? Cassidy could not ignore the uncharacteristic reactions given to them by Leon- sweet Leon who had never once been capable of hurting anyone, who now wanted to fight back. This was not the brother they had grown up with.

Nonetheless they shook their head at his apology. “Don’t apologize for speaking your mind. I hope you know you can always talk to me about anything… whatever it is that’s going on. I will take your… urgency.. into consideration and speak with the Circle about it soon. But whatever happens, Leon- you know you’re not alone.” It was a statement littered with underlying meanings, and Cassidy was never one to miss the subtle details of their family, especially not now.

Leon wasn’t there to pick a fight, especially not with his older sibling, but judging by Cassidy’s reactions to his words, it was more than clear to Leon that no, he couldn’t speak to them about anything. While he had always been the peaceful one, there were wishes of retaliation starting to grow on him and Cassidy taking his words as a way of showing that he didn’t support them, made Leon draw back and shut up. Yes, he could always open his heart to Helena, but now, seeing how heavy the weight of being a coven leader rested on Cassidy’s shoulders, he started to wonder if his twin would react the same way if he opened his heart to her, too. 

Not to mention, such feelings were so uncharacteristic of him, that the mere thought of them caused Leon to fear what else he had buried deep inside of him. He hadn’t been the same since his last trip. He hadn’t been the same ever since Spencer’s death, but he tried. He smiled to everyone, he put their problems before his, he was everyone’s friend... how long would it take for everyone to think of him as weak because of that? His--urgency they had said. It stole a light huff from him, flaring his nostrils as he looked away. 

“It’s not my urgency, Cassidy.” He shook his head. “They killed our brother. They killed someone who meant the world to us and we stood here and we mourned, we cried, we buried him--but we did nothing. It’ll be a year soon... I’m not saying you don’t feel his absence like I do. I’m not here to judge feelings, but we sat around and we did nothing. We want to be seen as a peaceful coven, and I believe in what our parents stood for, but we did nothing. We didn’t even act like humans and took Roman’s ass to jail. Cassidy, we did nothing!” Repeating it several times only made the agony in Leon’s chest to grow stronger... like he was finally realizing the damage that all of these months of waiting had done. Like it was making everything around them more real: Spencer’s death, his lash out on Roman at Litha, this war... “They think we’re weak. They’re laughing at us. I want peace as much as you, but don’t you think Spencer deserved something more than what we gave him?”

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cleosprague::

Her brows furrowed together in confusion at his question. “How–” how did he know? Was it that obvious? Most would cower from her, she had seen this before. But this man, his face was far from fearful, far from ignorant of what she was.

No, he wasn’t an expert in vampirism and no, they didn’t really have a different way about them, like some books and movies tried to paint them to be, but it was easy to assume she wasn’t exactly human by the way she was eyeing his jugular. “I just assumed. By your reaction, I was right? Sorry, I didn’t mean to come onto you like that. Are you alright?”

[witchoftheisland-blog]

Dominique was enjoying another day by the shore, she wore her bright red bikini attempting to get a tan, it never lasted because she was too impatient and always ended up in the water but she was determined to tan for at least an hour before giving up and relaxing in the water, it didn’t work she tried to tan for about ten minutes and stood up walking towards the water, once her feet touched the water she felt incredible and dived into the water enjoy the few seconds of complete silence, when she came up she thought recognized someone in the water, swimming over to them “Oh my god, I haven’t seen you in…” Dominique realized she didn’t actually know them when they turned around, she quickly recovered with a smile. “Oops, I thought you were somebody else!”

[leonvg-blog]

How long had it been since Leon had gone to the beach to actually dive in? Summer had been hot enough to make him at least consider it, but with everything that had happened in their lives lately, it took him some convincing to leave the house and make his way to the beach. There was something very calming about being in the water--cleansing even. Leon was far too distracted to noticed someone else had joined him in the water, only when they spoke to him was that he turned around, only to be told he wasn’t the one they were hoping to speak. “It’s okay. I could say I have one of those faces, but I never truly understood what people meant whenever they said that, but it’s alright, Dominique. An honest mistake.”

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lay it on me { the twins

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lenavgardner:

“Good?” She tried, scratching the back of her neck before she chuckled. Good was the statement of the year. Despite all the bad things that were constantly happening in the island she tried to keep positive thoughts withing her mind and to share good vibes with those around her. It was hard when life was constantly trying to challenge her and to show that things weren’t always what she wanted them to be, but she tried. “Being attacked isn’t the nicest thing in the world, but it wasn’t an attempt of murder and well… it showed me that I have a good amount of power inside of myself. So yes, I’m okay. I’ll probably keep myself around my plants throughout the day since Cassidy won’t let me out of the house. I feel like I’m five.” And once again, Helena laughed.

Looking at the food in front of her, she didn’t wait much longer before she took the first bite. She was indeed hungry and craving for some food; her stomach was telling her that while she was waiting for breakfast to be made. And after the bite, she tooka sip from her coffee before sharing a smile with Leon. “Not as great as mine, but it’s good!” She teased him, taking another bite from the banana bread before her eyes landed back on his twin brother’s. “So, now, you’re free to tell me everything abour your nerd things.” 

Being attacked isn’t the nicest thing in the world, that much he knew so Leon let out a soft and humorous huff as he looked over his shoulder and offered his sister a quick glance. “So... who was it?” While their situations had differed immensely, they still had both been attacked by vampires in a span of two months or so. It wasn’t proof that this war was real, but that didn’t mean it was any easier to deal with it. “You’ve always been strong and you know that.” Leon had already turned off the stove as he turned around, winking at his sister. “If you need an escort, I’d be more than happy to accompany anywhere.” Although, knowing Helena he had a fair guess that his twin would’ve preferred to stay in the greenhouse their father helped them build. While Leon connected with people by talking to them, as far as he could see, Helena preferred connecting to the nature surrounding them.

He busied himself into taking a few bites off the pancakes he’d made, downing them with sips of his coffee and it wasn’t until she spoke again that he did too. “Hey, I tried my best. We both know you’re the one who makes the best banana bread in this town anyway.” Leon’s gaze met hers and he shrugged, wiping off his lips with one of the napkins at the table. “Well... basically we went to a digging site. There was a lot of digging--obviously, but it was mostly us learning how to label and identify items from different eras. We found this small porcelain bit that had been around for almost 200 years. So obviously, your nerd of a brother got excited over it.”

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constancehwang:

Constance gave him a sidelong look. “Oh, okay,” she shrugged, smiling as she let him off the hook. There was no reason to pry or to see him try to dig himself out of the small hole he made by bringing it up to begin with - it was Moon Island, that was enough to know that nothing what it seemed to be. “Well I haven’t heard anything exciting. Were you not in town during the storm then?” 

“I was not, no.” Leon shook his head. He was sort of waiting for the next judgmental words to follow her question, but then he realized that this woman wasn’t part of Eirene--and he couldn’t remember ever seeing her at any important events when it came to witches so she may have been a regular human. “Well... at least it’s comforting to know that there hasn’t been anything interesting going on. As--boring as this may sound to outsiders.” He chuckled.

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soyoungparkx:

“That’s a very wise statement, Leon.  I think you will go far with that attitude.”  She laughed, but felt that things were similar for herself.  One of the things that attracted her to the vampire lifestyle was eternal youth, something that she had learned very fast that it could help get what she wanted.  “I came with a friend.  We both have been traveling together and this was just one of our stops.”  She grinned, conveniently leaving out the fact that the reason she came in the first place was to see her brother.  She still wasn’t sure if Jae-Sung wanted people to know or not, and So-Young felt that the least she could do was keep this a secret for him. 

Jokingly, Leon moved one hand to his chest, covering his heart as So-Young complimented his attitude. It was so refreshing to talk to something about something other than this war and all the things that came with it. “Yeah? Which other places have you seen?” He asked curiously, before moving his hand to the back of his head, scratching the spot for a bit. “You know--why don’t I buy you a beer or something? Standing in the middle of the street is not as practical as sitting down sharing a cold one, or... anything else if you’re not a bars fan.”

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emmanuelxalpha:

“Usually I would agree, but I just have a bad feeling about this one.”  Emmanuel said before trailing off.  It wasn’t rare for Emmanuel to have bad feelings before comic events like eclipses or the moon cycle.  But this was one feeling he couldn’t shake and for once he was hoping to be proved wrong.  He smiled at Leon.  Always happy that he wanted to help.  “You are very kind, and I promise that I will keep it in mind.  But I think we will be okay.”

Kind. Now that was an adjective that was often linked to Leon and that was also, often mistaken for weakness, but Leon usually tried not to think much of it, especially not around someone as superior as Emmanuel. The last thing he wanted was for the werewolf to think less of him. “Of course.” He shook his head, a light smile still on his lips. “I ran into one of your wolves the other day... Petra. She certainly had some strong words to share--it’s admirable. I don’t think people are really honest when it comes to their points of views on the war and my family.”