#damn leon

[gatodias]

goodbye everyone, im done

[wigglesworms]

That Leon Kennedy guy is making quite the argument for getting me into Resident Evil I must say

[gamenu]

         “I’m becomin’ this rockstar icon at hope’s peak n’my hairstylist STILL won’t go out with me!” Leon proceeds to lay across Nicole, clearly taking this far more personally than he should. “What do Ah gotta do t’impress her? D’you think she’d appreciate me serenadin’ her?!”

                                                -- @musemade​ (Leon)

         “Ya wan’ my hones’ opinion ‘er do ya jus’ wan’ me ta say nice thin’s an’ make ya feel better?” Really, a question Nicole didn’t think needed to be answered. It didn’t matter what choice Leon made, she was going to tell him her honest opinion.

          After having made room so he could lay across her lap like the drama king he is, she proceeds to rest her arms, albeit gently, on him so she could continue this glitch exploit. It was hard to get done right, and all the tips from the speed run community have helped significantly...but goodness gracious things were so precise!

          Back to her game, she speaks calmly, no anger, no disappointment, just a rather even kill tone. “--Leon, I know ya like this girl. Bu’ ya gotta take a hin’. She’s sayin’ no. Doesn’ mean there’s nuffin’ wrong wi’ youse. Bu’ I would recommend stoppin’ before ye become a creep ratha than a rockstar. No’ ta mention, hair styles’ talk. If she feels yer becomin’ too much, she’ll tell ya go find someone else. An’ goin’ ta someone she knows ‘er works wi’ ain’ gonna work. Girls talk. All her friends are gonna know an’ gonna know ya as a creep.”

          Ah, another miss. Time to restart the level and try again. Maybe from a different angle, or maybe she can use a different exploit...instead of above the map, what about below it? Glancing down at Leon for a moment, just to ensure he was fine, she looked back at the game again.

         “Yer a really solid dude. Yer fun, yer nice, yer protective. Yer a bi’ o’ an ass a’ times. Bu’ yer heart is always in tha righ’ place. Bu’ trus’ me. Yer gonna ferge’ abou’ this girl, find someone nicer, then move on wi’ yer life. One day ya migh’ even thank her for shootin’ ya down so much so ya did end up wi’ someone betta. Wha’ I’m sayin’ is: stop chasin’ afta someone who don’ wan’ ya. ‘s only gonna keep hurtin’ ya like i’ is now.”

[noonmutter]

Apologies

Leon had tracked Pin down to her office in Stormwind, and forced his busy warrior-wife-to-be to sit down and eat lunch with him. They spent quite a while enjoying food like they hadn’t in more than a month, and after very little convincing, Pin agreed that she needed a break. Naturally, she and Leon made with the wild monkey sex, but eventually they had to calm down and that led to talking...

"I... really feel guilty about it. The shore."

"Don't, love. Nothin' is your fault." "I know, it’s just.... I got to see it up there, how much it hurt."

He didn't say anything right away, just curled his arms around her and squeezed her tight.

"I... would have died anyway. That thing would have killed Lai, we'd have been cut off... It was the right thing to do, but... I’m so sorry."

Leon was still quiet, but he'd tensed up, and a few seconds later when her hair grew a bit damp, she figured out why. "...don't."

She actually stopped and just curled into him, holding him tighter.

It was a good five minutes before he was composed enough to trust himself to talk. He eased his grip just a little, not much, but enough to lean back and look at her again. "Never apologize fer this. Remember?"

She nodded her head. He’d told her that numerous times; the first time he’d seen her nude, the first time she’d blushed at him (close on the heels of the first time he’d seen her nude), the first time she’d told him she loved him. Each time, she’d said she was sorry, hating herself for it and for feeling bad about it. He’d simply told her, unfazed and always smiling, never to apologize. 

Her eyes were a bit red, and she sniffled before she could answer. "R-right."

"I don't mean your body, or your fears, or your quirks, Pin." Leon touched a fingertip under her chin, locking his good eye with one of hers. "I mean fer you. Any o' you. Never, ever apologize fer you."

It was hard for her to see with her vision blurry like it was, but she managed to blink away the tears. With a grateful smile, she said, "You make it hard not to adore you, Leon."

( @pinpep )

[pizzaga-blog]

Whenever Leon climbs into a vehicle, it blows up. 

Whenever Leon enters a building, it blows up. 

Whenever Leon meets another woman, her ovaries blow up.