summary: headcannons with short drabbles about sub!leon
tags/cw: sub!leon . nipple play . body worship . dry humping . overstimulation . use of safe word . coming in pants . mommy kink
notes: boredboredbored!!! will make one for dom!leon in the near future. will probably add to this whenever a new idea pops into my rotting brain. not proofreading any of this so sorry for mistakes!
── sub!leon who has a fixation on your breasts; he can’t stop kneading and clawing at them, they’re so soft
his tongue brushes against your nipple, up and down, and around in a circle. his hand squeezes at pulls at your other breast, gently with warm hands. he hums and moans against your skin, taking pleasure in tasting your skin.
── sub!leon who begs for you to stop overstimulating him, but still never uses his safe word
“please, please. i can’t take it,” he whines. his eyes are screwed shut, his mouth hung open, and his limbs twitching. “go on, then, say the magic word,” you tease. your thumb circles his sopping tip in an agonizing pace. he sobs, his back arching as he shakes his head, “no, please!”
── sub!leon who worships your body
his hands softly graze down your body, his eyes wide in awe. “you’re so beautiful, holy shit,” he mumbles, pressing his lips to your torso.
── sub!leon who grows weak at praise
“such a good boy,” you mumble, your nails lightly scratching his scalp. he hums, burying his face into your neck. “so pretty, such a sweet boy,” you continue. he whines, bucking his hips into your stomach. “god,” he whispers.
── sub!leon who comes in his pants
your hips grind on his, harsh and quick. “oh, f-fuck,” he moans, head thrown back. his hands squeeze your clothed hips, surely to leave bruises. the rough friction of his jeans against him causes him to shudder and whine, a mix of pleasure and discomfort. his back arches as he feels himself growing close, “i’m gon—i’m coming!“
── sub!leon who sometimes calls you mommy
your hips drop down onto his length roughly, taking him in completely. his eyes roll back in a moan, which you swallowed by attaching your lips to his. he whimpered, “f-fuck, mommy!” his head thrown back in pure bliss. you simply grinned, “it’s okay, baby. mommy’ll take care of you.”
Girl, here me out. [Game Of Thrones AU] Leon S. Kennedy x Stark!Female!Reader.
Leon was an oprhan who grew up in Westeros. As a child, when Leon was homeless and scavenging for food, and when he was on the verge of death, the reader who was on a visit with her father found him and took him under her wing. He rose through the ranks and became a sworn sword/cavalryman, Leon eventually realised that he loved her. But he didn't do anything about his feelings because he knew it was useless, when the Stark family slowly started dying over the series. He swore on his life to protect her, even going as far as to ask Sansa for permission to marry her.
heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i sworn sword! leon s kennedy x stark! female! reader
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★description: leon scott kennedy began life as an orphan - destined for pain and suffering upon the streets of king's landing. however, ned stark takes a kindness to him, and his life changes - for the better
★content: these are sfw headcanons, but if i were to flesh this out into a fic it may dip into nsfw territory <3
roe speaks: OKAY WAIT YOU'RE ONTO SOMETHIIIING okay so, I thought I'd give you some headcanons for now (so that I don't push aside every wip just to write this out bc this feels like it'd be a big, sexy, juicy fic) - let me know if you enjoy this, and I can consider fleshing it out into a big fic! i love leon so much ughhhhh i'm not even kidding when i say this ask came in at the PERFECT time (i was sat here twiddling my thumbs thinkin ab what fic to write tonight lol <333)
YOUNG LEON, orphaned so young that he had not the chance to even think of parents, let alone mourn them. Who would roam King's Landing amongst the other homeless orphans, scavenging from bakers who would turn a blind eye as he would snatch a stale bread.
YOUNG LEON, who envied the City Watch, scouring the streets in their gold capes as they upheld 'justice'. He would watch them, hidden and praying to the Seven that he too would grow to be like them.
YOUNG LEON, who - despite the warnings his fellow orphans give him - stumbles upon a garden he is most definitely not to be seen in. And whilst he is trying to find how he can safely leave said garden, lays eyes on the prettiest girl he could have ever thought of. His own age, perhaps slightly shorter than him, wearing one of those stuffy, billowing dresses that every noble pushed their daughters into. As the girl calls him over, he forgets his position for a moment - rushing over to play.
YOUNG LEON, who does not realise the danger he is in (or the danger he would be in, were it not for Ned Stark's ever kind gaze) until it is too late, begging for forgiveness from a disgruntled King Robert Baratheon until the girl tugs on Lord Stark's trouser, staring up at him with eyes he cannot deny. And as he sighs, attempting to deny her, she only becomes more and more adament, until he turns to his good friend:
"Forgive him, Rob. You know how they are, that young."
"Why should I, the King, forgive him?"
Oh dear. You hide behind your father's legs as sweet, innocent Leon begins to shake - unable to hide his fear. Ned's eyes glance down, before he kneels to his height. For a moment, Leon thinks this is it. This is his short life, come to a quick and swift end. Oh, the horrors! And he would never see you again…
Ned lifts his chin, forcing Leon to look up at him. But he is not cruel, nor does he cause pain - keeping his hands and voice gentle as he speaks to the frightened boy,
"None of that now, lad. If you are to come with us, then you'll have to man up - think you've got it in ya?"
Behind him, two guards stifle their laughter. The King sighs, shaking his head and Ned almost fears he won't speak, until a small voice speaks out, behind the tears,
"I have! I have, my Lord!"
"Good lad. Your name, then?"
"My name is Leon Scott Kennedy, my Lord."
"Well then, Leon. You'll be travelling with my daughter and I, back to Winterfell. Got any belongings or family to inform?"
As he shakes his head, part of Ned's heart drops. Perhaps taking him in was a better choice than leaving him to rot in the streets of King's Landing.
"We'll take him on, Rob."
"Your loss, Ned."
YOUNG LEON, who's first act after being taken in by Ned is to thank you profusely. In fact, he does not stop thanking you until you order him to, and then he remains silent until you begin teasing him. The two of you spend the journey playing together (as young children often do), and Ned holds a sweet smile whilst watching the two of you.
YOUNG LEON, who upon arriving in Winterfell is told he will be taught with the other boys, raised to become a guard for the family. He swears upon the Old Gods and the New, that he would put his very soul into training - until he could not anymore.
TEEN LEON, who spends every day training and perfecting himself (for you). From the moment he awakens, to the moment he sleeps - everything he does is training in some way or the other.
TEEN LEON, who knows the girls of Winterfell have their eyes on him. Though he is sure they would be good to him, he keeps himself faithful to his promise. It does not help that he does not think the one he has eyes for could ever consider him in such a manner. Instead, he represses his feelings - focusing first and foremost at his work.
TEEN LEON, who does not miss how you spend two hours every afternoon reading in a room with a window that just so happens to overlook the training yard. He thinks you're just looking out for him. He does not know that it happens to be because those two hours are the two where he trains shirtless. Even better are when it rains.
YOUNG ADULT LEON, who has not been able to let go of the crush that has now blossomed and bloomed into a deep, gut-wrenchingly painful love. The kind of love he prays for every night, plagues him. He prays that he will never act upon it - for your sake, of course! And, he prays that whatever noble Lord you are to be betrothed to will love you as he does. He knows better though - he knows no one could ever come quite close to how much he loves you, and the thought of that hurts him. What he does not know is how you lie in your chambers, tears streaming down your face as you think of him.
YOUNG ADULT LEON, who has just been appointed your sworn sword - to watch and to guard you with every last breath. He makes eye contact with you when he is sworn in, and does not miss the smile on your face. He briefly matches it, before returning to a look 'more suitable' for his role, as he stands beside you.
SWORN SWORD LEON, who follows you everywhere (well… almost everywhere. Anywhere he cannot follow behind, he waits outside patiently as you continue to ramble to him). He tries not to engage with your ramblings at first - claiming that he must focus on his task - until you turn to him with that same pouty face you convinced your father with.
SWORN SWORD LEON, who - despite swearing he could care less - is very much invested in your gossip. Who wore what dress, who sneaks behind their Lord Father and Lady Mothers' backs to rendezvous with the stable boy in the middle of the night - he remembers it all.
SWORN SWORD LEON, who cannot maintain professional boundaries, no matter how hard he tries.
SWORN SWORD LEON, who really, really tries to ignore his true feelings.
SWORN SWORD LEON, who comes with you as you leave Winterfell to go to King's Landing with your father and two sisters - despite the horrible pit in his stomach that tells him to pull you aside and keep you far, far away.
SWORN SWORD LEON,
who - during the chaos of everything, stays by your side no matter what. In trying to return you to Winterfell, he does not leave you. Not even in your most personal of moments. When you ask him for space, he vehemently refuses,
"I swore an oath, my Lady."
"An oath?"
"To you. I am sworn to you."
"I can relieve myself in peace, Leon."
"I will turn away, but I will not leave."
"Leon…"
"…"
"…fine! Stubborn as ever.."
SWORN SWORD LEON, who when you finally - after quite literally surviving the trip to Hell and back - return to Winterfell still will not leave your side. And that is when Sansa sees it. That look in his eyes. She shakes her head, gesturing to Jon Snow in both of your directions. The two share a knowing look.
SWORN SWORD LEON, who is approached one day .as you are sewing in another room, by Sansa. His back straightens as she shakes her head, calling him over with two fingers. For a moment, he fears he has overstepped a boundary, or done something of offence. For a moment, he feels exactly like YOUNG LEON from all those years ago - barely able to make a sound.
"I see how you look at my sister."
"My Lady?"
"Do you think we cannot see?"
"No, no, you misunderstand! I do not look in such a manner, my Lady-"
"Relax, Ser."
"…"
"My sister probably looks at you similarly. I.. have an idea."
"…"
"Would you marry her? Not that she cannot take a suitor - believe me, she has many proposals, still waiting. But I do not trust them, not like I know I can trust you."
"My Lady, are you sure?"
"More sure of this than anything, Ser Kennedy. You love her, and she loves you. And I have seen how you have devoted yourself to her - no other man will devote themselves in quite a way like you do. So..?"
"What else can I say, but yes?"
SWORN SWORD LEON, who did not realise how difficult it would be to stay away from you as the two of you stayed separate to one another in the days leading up to your wedding. He returns to old habits - namely training in the yard to keep himself busy. Once again, he is oblivious to you watching him.
SWORN SWORD LEON, who feels uncomfortable in the clothes he wears on the big day. Who keeps tugging at his neck, feeling constricted. The only thing that keeps him sane is the fact that he is doing this for you.
SOON TO BE HUSBAND LEON, who cannot help but let his lips part like that when you walk towards him, ethereal in your Northern finery. The way your hair has been pinned back, and you step just like an angel. For a moment, he concerns himself with ideas of not being good enough for you, until you look at him with that same sweet smile that has him swooning.
DEVOTED HUSBAND LEON, who carries you all the way to your chambers, refusing to spend a moment away from you. Both your giggles and his carry through Winterfell for all to hear as you spend the night tangled in each other's arms. In the morning, the sight of your head resting on his chest has his heart melting.
DEVOTED HUSBAND LEON, who swears to love you with every breath - in this life, and every other life to come.
DEVOTED HUSBAND LEON, who sees YOUNG LEON in his dreams sometimes and tells him of how he finally made their dream come true. YOUNG LEON does not understand at first, but when he realises it's you, it all clicks.
DEVOTED HUSBAND LEON, who loves his sweet Stark wife with his whole heart and soul.
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Leon | Romantic Headcanons
Leon absolutely adores you, through and through. Everything about you, your insecurities, your passions, your hobbies, your little quirks: to him it's all more things to love about you. He sees you as the center of his world, the core that keeps him grounded and warms his heart.
Seeing you interact with Hop or his mother, jelly instantly. Leon is a family man - fight me. So seeing you laughing with his little brother after you catch him off guard during a fight, or listening to your bonding moments with his mother. Heart eyes, literal heart eyes on this man.
Gentleman, opening doors for you, pulling out your chair, escorting you around cities or busy settings. He is always wanting to impress you, and chivalry seems to be his go to in doing that.
Leon is NOT afraid to make a fool of himself. If you are ever upset and you need a pick me up, if a cuddle or words of affirmation aren't enough. Then he will do everything to make you laugh and yes, he is not afraid to be a clown in public.
Will not hesitate to take his cloak off when you're cold. If he doesn’t have his cloak on, then his jacket, it's not as warm but it's the next best thing!
An arm-linker. Wherever you go, he adores it when you hold onto his arm that classic royal way. Not only because he gets to be so close to you, able to talk to you whilst walking without worrying if you heard him or not. But it also means you won’t fall behind him. Leon is tall and walks with a PURPOSE! Even if he has no idea where he's going. If he tied his hair in a ponytail, it would be SWINGING.
Surprisingly enough he doesn’t like to battle you, he would much prefer watching or battling alongside you. Something about winning against you hurts him. Even if you are jumping for joy when he wins, not a care in the world just proud of him. Leon can’t help but feel something tug at him. Hop though, ohhhh boy you cannot leave that HOUSE without battling him first. And no Leon is not picking sides you are both his family even if he knows who very clearly will win.
Has never been late to a date once. On the rare occasion you don’t go out together and he decides to surprise you with a spontaneous day out, it is a 50/50 chance he is either in the middle of a field somewhere or Raihan calls you asking if you lost a Leon. Still not late though.
SPOILS YOU on birthdays, anniversaries, holidays. He will ALWAYS spend money on you, why? Because he can and he wants to. Being Champion and even an ex-champion, he is LOADED! And never spends money on himself unless it's something broken. You have to steal his wallet to STOP him spending money. What kind of uno-reverse is that?
Leons love languages are words of affirmation, physical affection. After the last point you'd think gift giving would be on here? Not really. He only gives gifts on special occasions. He thinks surprise gifts are pointless as eventually they become predictable. Whereas an embrace or an i love you are always special no matter how many times they happen.
Forehead kisser and a cheek cuper. Leon loves to just pull you into a warm embrace randomly and kiss you on the forehead, whispering i love yous before cupping your face and kissing you. It's his go to.
Cuddly sleeper, he has to have you in some kind of embrace. Is also a light sleeper and doesn’t mind if you wake him up to move. He has had to leave late at night because of Rose so many times that getting him into a deep sleep is so rare.
When he DOES get into a deep sleep, it's always on the sofa. Hair a mess, hat on the floor, arm up, he looks like Anna from frozen when she was asleep in that one scene. It is truly a hilariously adorable sight to behold. Many pictures have been taken. Both Hop and Raihan have about 20 saved.
The soft patter of rain against the windows filled the cozy apartment as you snuggled closer into Leon's warm embrace on the couch.
His toned arm was draped over your shoulders, the sleeve of his snug t-shirt pushed up just enough to reveal those thick, protruding veins that never failed to set your heart aflutter.
You traced your fingertips lightly over the raised paths, admiring how they rippled underneath his pale skin with each flex of his powerful muscles.
Leon let out a contented hum, clearly amused by your fascination as he pulled you nearer.
"You're at it again, love." he chuckled deeply, the rumble vibrating against your cheek where it rested on his chest.
"When are you gonna get enough of these old things?" he added.
"Never." You murmured without a shred of shame, continuing to reverently follow the roadmap of veins along the underside of his forearm down to his large, capable hand.
Just mapping every ridgeline and groove with your exploratory caresses and committing them to memory all over again.
Leon was all sinewy strength contained in an appealingly rugged package - the epitome of everything you found irresistibly attractive in a man.
He shivered visibly when you traced the thick cords leading into the sturdy bones of his knuckles, seeming to shudder from the featherlight sensations dancing over such calloused skin.
With a sly grin, you began kneading into the tough musculature with your thumbs, relishing every twitch and flutter you could coax out of your buff boyfriend.
"Damn, you really do have a thing for my arms, huh?"
Leon's voice had dropped into a lower, huskier register tinted with growing arousal the more you lavished them with worship.
"Should've known keeping those guns on display was a dangerous game to play around you..."
You raised your gaze to find his stormy azure eyes already drinking you in with a molten, smoldering intensity that made heat bloom low in your belly.
His plump lips were quirked into that trademark lopsided smirk - the one that never failed to liquify your bones into pliant putty under the weight of his mere stare alone.
"Can you blame me?" you purred, purposefully flexing his wrist upwards and mouthing at the thick, flexed veins standing in stark relief against tawny skin and crisp blonde hair.
"With arms like these to enjoy whenever I want...who needs a tv show as entertaining as you are to look at, baby?"
The low gravelly groan that rumbled free was your only warning before Leon captured your lips in a searing, demanding kiss.
His free hand anchored itself in your hair to angle you deeper into his passionate onslaught while your nimble fingers continued their devoted ministrations along every rope-thick tendon and bulging swell they could find.
All thoughts of the show you'd been watching instantly fled your mind when the insistent press of Leon's arousal strained against your hip.
Leaving your mind deliriously empty of anything except worshipping his body like the muscular wonderland it was...
thinking about a personal head canon of mine that i’ve had for a while. vendetta!leon - re9!leon would be such a gentle giant in different ways. yes he would be protective of people he cares about but in an intimate setting is where it really takes hold. he would flip from his ‘intimidating’ nature to someone that only wishes to provide you worship and cradles every part of your body. something about the man that outsiders label as “scary” taking his time to trace his tongue along every curve of your body just does something to my brain man !
I picture Leon being in absolute bliss when you break the news to him. He’ll be laughing while hugging you. He’s never had a normal family, and I believe he would want children of his own. He’ll be so happy he won’t be able to erase a dumb smile from his face for the rest of the day.
Reads lots of articles on parenting and baby development.
A worrywart. One day several noises woke you up late at night and you discovered your husband babyproofing everything in the house. Turns out he was so worried he couldn’t wait til’ the morning.
You have to be very careful about mentioning your cravings because this man is driving in the middle of the storm if that means getting what you want. You’ll have to physically stop him from going out at ungodly hours just because you crave some donuts.
If it were up to him, you wouldn’t even get out of bed. He has to be holding your hand when you use stairs, no matter how many times you’ve tried to convince him you are totally capable of doing it alone.
“What’s next? I’m not allowed to use scissors?”
Your laugh slowly quietens as you notice Leon’s thinking face.
“... I don’t see why you would have to use scissors”
One day he came home with a big present box and when you opened it a german shepherd jumped at you. He got a trained police dog to keep you company. (Not before making extensive research on the best family dogs, of course).
On top of that, he would want to hire someone to help around the house because the thought of you being alone makes him worried sick.
He’s so silly. Talks to your belly all the time. When he comes home he always greets you with “how are my babies doing?”
He goes crazy with baby stuff. Clothes, plushies, bottles, toys, everything he sees in stores ends up in the baby room. The room is so full of stuff you two had to keep some things in the attic. He has promised to stop buying things several times but there’s always something that catches his eye and he has to get it.
“And this is a baby monitor— I know that face, you don’t like it”
“No, I love it, it’s just…”
“Yes?”
“You already bought one of those, love”
“Aha! No, I bought a different one. Now, you see, the one we had doesn’t had all the features this one has…”
Strikes me as the kind of guy who would want to wait a bit before telling people about the pregnancy… However, he ends up spilling the beans two or three times. Also, people kinda catch onto it because all he talks about is about children’s development.
Sometimes you wake up at night to find your lover lying awake, watching at the ceiling. Truth is, he can’t help but worry about your child’s future and spends hours thinking about it; but when you ask him what’s keeping him up, he always answers that the excitement of becoming a dad won’t let him sleep.
Will do the impossible in order to be with you during the delivery. He has warned his superiors months in advance that he needs to rest during the days when is probable the baby is coming. In the worst case scenario, where he isn’t able to make it in time, he is gonna be regretful for a very long time.
Definitely cries the first time he holds his baby.
He randomly wakes up at night and goes to check the baby. He’ll sit in front of the crib and stay there for a while, sometimes he picks the baby up and just holds them. Will always give them a kiss on their forehead before leaving.
Converses with the baby. He could be feeding them, or changing their diaper, and he talks to them as if they could understand him. Tells them about his day, how work is going. If you two were ever to argue (which is very rare and, if you do, always with a certain joke air), he is bringing the baby and puts them on his side. He looks at the baby and asks “can you believe this?”
You’ve found him watching baby cartoons not noticing the child is long asleep.
He is beyond cheerful because everytime you are carrying the baby, they raise their tiny arms to his dad wanting to be held by him.
Asks Claire to babysit whenever you two go out on dates.
Which he later regrets because now, everytime the baby sees Claire, they reach out for her. Even if Leon is carrying them. Makes him a bit jealous.
Your baby walks and talks very early on because of how much time Leon spends with them.
Every parent believes their kid is exceptional, but Leon could win the proudest dad competition. As your child grows up, Leon is so amazed by every milestone they complete. “I’m telling you, this child is going places”, he tells you the day your baby learns to roll over.
You mentioned to him once how cute you thought albums were, so now you two keep one for your kid. He takes terrible photos, but you think those are very adorable and keep them in the album.
Takes playtime seriously. He isn’t like those parents who don’t even care about what’s happening and leave at the middle of the game. Tea party? He is wearing his best clothes. Pretending to be spies? Won’t break character. He will be bashful if you catch him tho.
He has this ongoing thing with your child where they try to build the biggest sandcastle everytime you go to the beach.
He always says ‘I love you’ when saying goodbye. Once your child hurriedly kissed his cheek and pretended to leave, but Leon stopped them and said: “Everytime I tell you I love you, I mean it, it’s not just mindless words. Do you mean it?” He knows that, and god forbids it happens, he could not come back home one day. So it’s crucial for him for his child to understand how much he loves them.
It breaks his heart to leave his family so often. On one occasion he overheard your child begging you to talk to their father and ask him to please stop going on missions.
I picture him having a daughter.
The kind of man who takes his daughter to dates. Everytime he brings you flowers, he has another bouquet for his princess.
Your daughter is a performer. She makes up dances and songs and performs in front of you two.
Once, when she was young, she told him she wanted to marry him. He answered he couldn’t marry her because he is already married to you, to which your girl replied “Can I marry uncle Chris then?” Leon hasn’t recovered from that.
Maybe a bit delusional but you two invite over his D.S.O friends for Christmas, Claire and Chris included, and everyone brings a present for your daughter.
He’d like more than one kid, but often worries about what would happen to his family if he ever goes missing, so for now, another one isn’t in the plans.
Lying by your side at night, he sometimes thanks you for the opportunity to have a family.
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boyfriend Leon,who comes to your house after college and stays longer than you expect, ignoring your commitments, just because he loves your company and loves talking to you.
boyfriend Leon, who loves watching you cook and talking to you while you cook. Talking nonsense all the time, making you laugh and showing you random things.
boyfriend Leon,who loves hugging you and does it all the time ─ smelling your neck while whispering meaningless things, too intoxicated with your smell to care what comes out of his own mouth. He passes his hands over your waist and kisses your shoulder gently, getting drunk with your sighs.
boyfriend Leon, who loves playing upbeat music and asks you to dance because he loves how your body moves ─ your body moves like ocean waves and your movements are as mesmerizing as one. Making him stop for a moment just to admire you.
boyfriend Leon, who kisses you as if he were going to do something more. Biting and sucking on your neck as his hands slide down your body, cupping your chin to bite your lips. Leaving your body on fire in just a few seconds, making you go to hell and back.
boyfriend Leon, who looks into your eyes as he takes off your clothes, seeing the anxiety take over you and the excitement shining in your eyes.
boyfriend Leon, who puts your leg on your shoulder to get deeper into your wet pussy, fucking you hard while kissing your calf, fighting against his own body, refusing to close his eyes while he sees your greedy cunt taking his cock ─ sliding deliciously inside yours wet hole. Refusing to close his eyes as he looks into your tearful eyes, his hands gripping the sides of the pillow tightly as his mouth is open, moaning and begging for more, refusing to close his eyes as he fucks you.
boyfriend Leon, who then takes care of you like a glass doll, always so attentive and needy. Always close because you think it's not enough.
boyfriend Leon, who loves you very much and all your details, refusing to close his eyes when he is with you.
