#int: leon

[bullet-rebuttle]

Leon sends Raijin a few texts.

Leon: hey ;)

Leon: wanna come over?

- @cool-to-the-max

His eyes light up once he checks his phone to see a familiar name texting him. He was..having a rather boring day so he was already feeling excited to answer back.

Raijin: ah definitely!! Coming now!!

@cool-to-the-max

[waveofstars]

@mrrangerrp | leon & araceli

The rooftop of the apartment building was one of his favorite spots to run off to. It was mostly to smoke a cigarette, watch the sunset, and decompress after work. He was there for much longer than usual that evening, already on his second cigarette when he heard the roof’s access door creak open more. 

He turned to see his neighbor Araceli. There she was most likely wanting to come up there to be alone, and there he was to make that completely impossible. He grinned when he spotted her, though it quickly fell when he heard the door latch behind her. “Well, now you’re really stuck up here with me. You know that door locks behind you, right?” He should’ve been more concerned, but he didn’t care. Being stuck up there with her sounded like a dream come true to him. Taking a drag from his cigarette, he blew out smoke and flashed a boyish grin. “I mean, if you wanted to be alone with me, you could’ve just asked. No need to lock me up here with you.”

[askultimateluckytrash]

Leon stopped in his tracks and almost dropped the bag of chips he was holding. Komaeda wasn't looking at Leon at first, but the baseball star couldn't seem to move. He stared blankly for a long moment before something like both anger and panic took over. This...was insane. To see the person who had kidnapped him in a store, being a normal person only a couple months later? He started to tremble but still didn't make any other movements. [11037-rockstar]

Nagito was going grocery shopping, trying to find quick and easy meals to cook for him and Hajime while Izuru was still in prison. He didn’t notice the guy behind him, or his reaction. He had talked to Leon so long ago, so briefly, and he was so distracted right now...Would he even recognize him? He reached for a bag of dried seaweed off the shelf, holding it in front of his face and staring at it way too long to simply be checking price or brand. He just looked at it blankly, not blinking, his face troubled and tired. 

@11037-rockstar

[reeses-pieces-main]

I will beat up the puppy hurting anon and you can't stop me, Ishimaru. They freaking deserve it. [11037-rockstar]

“Usually I definitely am against violence and would try to stop you..but at the same time I’m properly disgusted by that anons actions so I can’t say I’m against you doing that this time...I should as well report them for animal abuse..”

@11037-rockstar

[waveofstars]

@reignofcastamere​​

“Ah, fuck,” he mumbled with a cigarette dangling from his lips haphazardly. His hands patted down every pocket he had until he sighed. Forgot his lighter. “Carajo.” He slid the cigarette back into his pack before walking towards the wedding party held outdoors. Even though it was decorated beautifully, he wasn’t too sure how to get through the ceremony and reception without a smoke. He went back to Tony and flicked the back of his ear, causing the man to flench and hit him back. “Do I have time to run to a gas station or something?” he questioned, ignoring the new annoyance he caused his friend. Before Tony could utter a word, music began to play as people ushered to their seats. Letting his head fall back in dramatic agony, he blew a breath out and accepted his fate. “They better make this quick,” he grumbled as they both took their seats. He leaned towards Tony and mumbled, “Les doy dos años…” I give them two years. Harsh? Maybe. True? Absolutely. This was already the second wedding for their old college friend and everyone got a sense it wasn’t too promising. At least the place looked beautiful. 

Restless as ever, Leon rocked in his chair, drumming his fingers against his knee as he took in the sights of everyone around them. Familiar and new faces were all around and he intended on meeting someone decent that evening. There was a reason he came dateless, after all. Just then his eyes caught a pair of gold stilettos walking by down the aisle, his eyes moving up a pair of beautiful legs in an emerald green dress. He found himself tilting backwards in his chair as he went to get a better look at the woman in question, the front two legs of the chair coming off the ground. He could already tell she was stunning. But then he noticed it. The red hair that flowed down her back so perfectly. Leon nearly fell right out of his seat then and there, dramatically grasping onto Tony’s shirt to bring him back to his normal position. He gave the man’s chest a hard pat and looked back at the aisle to see none other than Marley taking a seat. He knew it was a possibility she would show, but he was still surprised. “You will not believe it. Mrs. The One Who Got Away just walked in.” Even though he knew it had been years since Tony last saw the woman and that it would probably be a rather sensitive subject, he couldn’t contain his giddiness. “Fuck a cigarette, this is better than that. This wedding just got interesting.”

[lastofthebugs]

𝖋𝖔𝖗: @ravcnheartt 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: neighbors - can be close or strangers!

There were many benefits of not living too far from a bar - like getting to drink as much as he wanted without the worry of transportation. He and his coworkers spent the evening downing one too many shots to ring in the weekend. It had been a while since he had gotten this drunk, though he wasn’t particularly unfamiliar to it. Leon wasn’t an alcoholic by any means, but he often found it difficult to turn down a drink when offered. So, he was practically pro at the whole drunk walk home thing. 

Stumbling down the hall of his apartment complex, he wrangled with his keys in his pockets and flipped through the random ones on the ring until he found the right one. His vision was slightly blurred and his head felt like it was in a washing machine. He blinked hard and hoped the feeling would subside if he focused hard enough. Attempting to unlock his door, it seemed like no matter what he did, the key wasn’t going in all the way. He jiggled the doorknob and let out a quiet groan of frustration. “C’mon,” he mumbled and turned the key around to try a different angle. No luck. Just as he went to jiggle the knob more, the door suddenly swung open. Leon stepped back and took a look to see his neighbor. His eyes squinted and he gave a confused look. “Why are you in my apartment?” Except Leon was missing one little detail in his drunken stupor - this wasn’t his apartment.

[peopleotheton]

@mcstardently || Leon & Raina || Location: Somewhere on the Das Estate

"I'm sorry I have completely gotten myself lost here. Would you be able to help me find my way back to the ballroom?" Raina hadn't visited the new Das household before and after a couple of drinks and a night of twirling and dancing she'd needed to get some air. Returning she seemed to have been turned around too much.

[waveofstars]

@princessbxtch-rps | leon & monroe

There were many benefits of not living too far from a bar - like getting to drink as much as he wanted without the worry of transportation. He and his coworkers spent the evening downing one too many shots to ring in the weekend. It had been a while since he had gotten this drunk, though he wasn’t particularly unfamiliar to it. Leon wasn’t an alcoholic by any means, but he often found it difficult to turn down a drink when offered. So, he was practically pro at the whole drunk walk home thing. 

Stumbling down the hall of his apartment complex, he wrangled with his keys in his pockets and flipped through the random ones on the ring until he found the right one. His vision was slightly blurred and his head felt like it was in a washing machine. He blinked hard and hoped the feeling would subside if he focused hard enough. Attempting to unlock his door, it seemed like no matter what he did, the key wasn’t going in all the way. He jiggled the doorknob and let out a quiet groan of frustration. “C’mon,” he mumbled and turned the key around to try a different angle. No luck. Just as he went to jiggle the knob more, the door suddenly swung open. Leon stepped back and took a look to see his neighbor. His eyes squinted and he gave a confused look. “Why are you in my apartment?” Except Leon was missing one little detail in his drunken stupor - this wasn’t his apartment.