#leona x reader

[s3ishironagiofficial]

Couldn't Get Away

[They won't let you leave them alone, to ponder on what could have been]

Ace Trappola:

Everything had been perfect y'know, he had planned everything out for weeks, he wanted it to be perfect. Needed it to be.

He was really scared too, scared that you would say no, scared to commit, but he persevered, he didn't pull back last minute, he followed his plan through to the end, he really did, even gave himself a mental pep talk before asking you.

Asking you to be his.

He didnt know it, since he could even look at you while confessing his love for you, but, your face was one of surprise, and then, it shifted into, something different.

You smiled at him, but it wasn't a happy smile, it was, like, you knew something he didn't, understood something he couldn't.

"Oh, Ace... y'know, I really like you too, I like you a lot, honestly." You looked at the ground as you spoke, you had something else to say, but Ace let himself live in his grandeur illusion for just a moment longer, Ace thought you were just shy though, he eagerly placed one of his hands on top of yours though

"Really?" Ace looked over at you, in your peripherals, you could almost see the hearts in his eyes, and his hand became clammy.

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You had always been the kind of person to rip off the band-aid. It was one of your best qualities. But now, hearing your words, he hated it, your voice, usually so sweet to his hears, felt like it was stabbing chest.

"But, we can't be together, I... I know we can't work out."

What.

"I'm practically an alien, I don't even legally exist here either. I don't have an identity outside of being the magic less prefect of Ramshackle. And I don't want to drag you down with my situation."

No...nononono, this can't be happening, you can't be saying this, this can't be real, there's no way, right?

"Plus, when I go home, I'll... probably never get to see you again, and it wouldn't be right to either of us to start dating, just to have to seperate. I wouldn't want to do that to you."

"I'm sorry Ace."

You slip your hand from his, get up and walk away, leaving him on the bench where you two sat together just moments ago.

How could this have happened, he poured his feelings out to you, opened his heart to you, and, and it was all for nothing.

Because of... because of that damn mirror, because you just had to go home huh? What could possibly be so amazing back there that you would leave him?

He didn't care what he had to do to keep you, to hear yes from you lips.

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And care, he didn't, as he shattered your only chance to return home.

How could he care when it meant you would be stuck with him? So he smiled as he broke it. As he broke you.

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Leona Kingscholar:

"I'm sayin' that I love you, herbivore." His words came out rushed, like he wanted to get declaring his love for you over with as fast as possible.

The confession, if it weren't spontaneity of you two's situation, never would have came. But the moment the words of his love left his lips, he felt his both sink and speed up at the same time.

And then, you answered.

"Leona... I really, really like you too... but-"

"But what?" He could already feel his heart breaking, little pieces being chipped off it.

"You know we can't be together. It won't work ou-!"

"Dammit, says who?" Crack... crack that was the sound of his heart coming undone.

You lightly cupped his hands in yours, like you were bracing him for more difficult news.

"Leona, I, know, that we can't be together, I don't belong in Twisted Wonderland in the first place, at some point I'll have to go home, and when i do, I don't want to leave you heart-broken,"

You already are breaking his heart ya-know.

"Besides, if I couldn't go home, I know I'll never be able to make you happy the way you deserve. I'm sorry, Leona..."

And you let his hands go, you walked off, leaving him behind, leaving him, your second priority, second place, to your true prize, going back home.

He should've expected it, if he was being honest, why would anything change for him? He was always left in the shadow of someone something greater, and this time was no different.

But, maybe it could be. If things wouldn't wolling change for him, he would change them himself, and where better to start, than with you?

It wasn't very difficult, not even a little. You were technically right, you didn't belong in Twisted Wonderland, and due to that, you didn't even legally exist, it was easy for him for him to get him people to do the dirty work for him.

Snatching you up had been far too easy, no risk, all reward.

He knew that when he took you, he would also take the ability for you to ever go home, but what did that matter?

Life isn't fair y'know, you can't get everything you want.

Besides, Twisted Wonderland, is your new home now. He is your new home now, it'd be in your best interest get comfortable.

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That was all I could think of for rn, i just wanted to post smt, I kinda lost the plot on Leona's part but whatever tbh, i rlly like what I did for Ace's part tho.

[thequietkid-moonie]

⸺ Leona Kingscholar

⚘ To love and be loved

⚘ Desperately trying to make you feel at home (because of a misundertanding) (all NRC students)

⚘ Arranged marriage with his childhood crush

⚘ Holding you close to keep this memory forever in my mind

⚘ Chubby S/O

⚘ Close your eyes, have no fear

⚘ Accidental confession out of your control

⚘ Scared of the inevitable end

⚘ Connected hearts between pages

✧˖°.☾ Main masterlist || Mixed masterlist ✧˖°.☾

[daydream-archives-blog]

Me right now : *Having taken a whole alphabet serie while I’m supposed to write my Leona’s fic chapter 2*

My main problem :

Pretty self-explanatory.

But ever felt stuch in cycle for wanting to get a character perfectly right ?

[blackopals-world]

Leona: Your aunt told me you were a brat when you were a kid.

Vet!Yuu: I was not! Tell her to stop spreading lies.

Vet!Yuu as a toddler:

[itsmywritingtime]

Leona and Yuu who are frenemies, but heavy on the enemies part. Neither have completely gotten over the events of book 2 & 3.

Every time he sees you in the hallway he’ll go out of his wave to bump your shoulder. You could be in a group, happily having a conversation and he’ll side step everyone and go straight to you. Knocking into you like it’s a professional sport and he wants gold. It doesn’t help that you can always hear him snickering as he walks away, hands and his pockets like both your shoulders aren’t stinging!

It’s only natural you retaliate.

It’s rare that you’ll see Leona in the halls. It’s more so he always sees you before you can see him, but if you manage, as you walk by you never fail to step on his toes. Grinning, as he curses, slightly jumping on one foot from the pain. It’s his fault for wearing sandals, after all. There’s a 5/10 chance that he’ll chase you, so let’s hope you happen to wear the right shoes as well.

If you happen to catch him while in the botanical garden you’ll “accidentally” step on his tail. Just like old times. His reaction won’t be sniffing this time! Though, you better start running because there’s a 10/10 he will chase you and if he gets his hands on you, you will be spending the day in the nurse’s office.

It’s all in good fun, even if at the end of the day you have a bruised shoulder and he has a broken toe or two.

[lynnslittlelife]

can i request caregiver leona kingscholar from twisted wonderland with little reader and them going to take a nap together

Absolutely! He's always been my favorite in TWST so I'm glad I got to write a cute little moment with him <3 I hope you enjoy hun and thank you so much for requesting!

Word Count: 1,343

Leona wasn’t the most observant person in the world…but he noticed the things that mattered. Especially when it comes to you. He knew all your tells, when you were getting overwhelmed, stressed, or even just excited about something quietly. But he did always seem to know just when you were slipping into your little space. While it was practically unnoticeable to those around you, he always knew. He even did research about little space, not that he’d ever tell you that. He just cared for you, and wanted to know more about you whenever he could. 

Today was one of those days he could tell you were slipping. But not just that. You were exhausted. The classes seemed to drone on, and you even gave a wrong answer a few times in class because you either couldn’t pay attention, or were slipping into a smaller mindset…or perhaps even a mixture of both. Leona would glance over at you, something subtle and just out of the corner of his eye. No one else seemed to notice, only making a slight laugh simmer in the classroom. 

When it was finally time for your classes to be over for the day, he pulled you aside when everyone else had left the classroom. Sometimes he just looked at you as if he knew everything, and it worked well most of the time. It made you blabber, not wanting to indulge in awkward silence in many capacities. But you were trying to figure out what to say, opening your mouth before closing it again. The words weren’t coming out, even as he leaned a bit closer as if to study your expression. 

After several moments of you staying in silence, he sighed. “What’s my name?” He spoke like he knew exactly what you were gonna say, but still asked to confirm. It made you squirm in place, trying to look away from him. He tilted your chin up to look at him, and the corners of his mouth twitched just slightly on his otherwise stern face. “Come on. Say what you call me. What’s my name?” His voice was soft, but he knew one thing for certain…

Your shoulders raised, and your eyes gleamed with a mixture of emotions. You knew it, too. But you couldn’t say anything. Even with how hard you were trying to, the words weren’t forming. You’d been trying to hold off your little space all day, and it was clear that he knew it too. You wanted to say his name, call him Leona like you did when you were big. But it felt…wrong. Like it wasn’t truly what you wanted to call him right now. 

He shook his head, saying softly, “It’s okay. I know you’re tired. And I know you’re trying to put up a brave face, but it’s just us now, okay? No one is here to see or make fun of you.” He scratched on top of your head, leaning forward and giving you an expression that showed his underlying tenderness towards you and you alone. “So say it. What’s my name?” 

You tried to hide away, but it was clear he wasn’t about to let that happen. You wanted to fight it off, you really did. It was just the two of you, though. And after a long day of holding it back, you knew you couldn’t anymore. The word came out soft, shy even. “Papa…” It was barely audible, but it made him give you a soft “I knew it” smile, and made you pout briefly at him. 

“Yeah. I figured.” He chuckled, and picked up your school bag along with his own

before gently guiding you out of the classroom by the small of your back. He glanced over at you repeatedly, noting how you were nibbling on the sleeve of your shirt idly. It made him smile, but he turned his head just enough to the side so that you couldn’t see it. It always warmed his heart to see you like this, and knew you were only so quiet because of how draining the day was. 

Often you’d run around his room, playing and dancing while you begged him to play with you. He’d never be caught dead playing with toys for children, but for you? He’d do it in a heartbeat. Even if he wasn’t as good as you were about the pretending aspects of it all. With you being as quiet as you were, he knew you were probably just as tired as he was…and that said a lot. 

Your classes for the day ended relatively early in the day today, so there would be plenty of time for a nap before he got you both dinner. He let out a soft chuckle as you glanced over at him, wondering where he was taking you. You’d walked past the door to head to your own dorm, so it left you wondering if he was gonna bring you to his dorm house this time. The expression on your face was too cute, and he took his hand away from your back to poke your cheek. 

“Yeah, yeah. You think I’d leave you alone in that dorm with Grim when you’re like this? That little sh-uh…cat will just make things worse. I know you like to play with him, but you’re with me for the day, alright?” He sighed, barely catching himself from saying something you definitely shouldn’t be hearing. You didn’t seem to notice it, and left him relieved while mentally scolding himself for nearly saying that in front of you when you were small like this. 

Even your voice sounded tired when you replied. “Papa’s room!” It was breathy, and you immediately yawned after finishing those two words that seemed to exhaust you just like that. Still, you shook your head and tried to think of what you would play when you reached the room. It was exciting, but you just couldn’t focus for some reason. It had you scrunching your nose and pouting slightly until you reached his room. 

“Alright,” He said, tossing the bags down by the door before locking it. “It’s nap time. Now.” He knew exactly what your response would be, and had to struggle to keep his smile contained when he saw the baffled look on your face. 

“No! Play time! Papa time!” You whined, shrugging his hand off you before trying to make a run for your toys in the corner. 

Your papa knew exactly what to expect when he said that. And before you could take even a single step away from his side, he wrapped his arm around your middle and lifted you into his arms. “Nope. Papa’s tired. We can play when we wake up.” He teased lightly, “It would make Papa happy if you’d cuddle with him while he slept.” He raised an eyebrow, knowing while you “didn’t like sleep,” you did love cuddles. Besides, he knew the second you laid down you’d be practically passed out. 

You pouted as he carried you, but nodded. You did want Papa to be happy…even if you didn’t wanna sleep. But cuddles always sounded nice…though you tried to keep the pout on your face in protest even as he laid down beside you. 

He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, and eased you on your side to rest a hand on his chest. You poked his chest a few times, wanting to play but wanted to make him happy even more. “I’m not gonna sleep. But Papa can sleep.” You huffed, yawning against his shoulder as your eyes fluttered closed. It was hard to justify how tired you were, especially with how badly you wanted to play. 

Before you knew it, both of you were sound asleep on the bed. Cuddles usually ended this way, with both of you sleeping in each other’s arms. He knew you’d wanna play when you woke up, so for now he’ll enjoy the peaceful moment of his favorite person close to him. Besides…he did promise to play, didn’t he?

[bummwich]

Leona eating headcanons?✨

Leona "Eating" HCs🩷🔞

Patient, very patient. Your Lion’s good for first-timers.

CERTIFIED EATER, KNOWS WHAT HE’S DOING

Licks you through your panties until he can see the outline of it. He likes building anticipation. Goes slow. So, slow it nearly drives you crazy. He kneads your belly, gently squeezing it.

He likes when you pull his hair to guide him to it, it makes him even harder.

Likes to kiss that little crease between your thigh and pelvis to tease as he pulls down your undies. Oh, you're ticklish there? Well, then he'll kiss it again and again, enough to get a little laugh out of you because he can hear how fast your heart is beating.

"Don't be nervous. It's only you n’ me, and Your Lion’s got all the time in the world for you."

After peeling off your underwear he hikes to use his nose, rubbing the bridge of it through your slick to part the lips, and get your scent all over him.

Then, he lays just a few tiny kisses on your clit until he can feel it stiffen a bit. Until then, he's lapping at your opening, taking whatever you'll give him.

Once he feels your clit all throbby, he'll seal his lips around it and suckle it softly. Not too hard, just slow and steady until he can hear your breathing getting faster and faster.

Hold on, before you get too close, he'll use his  finger to massage around your entrance, before slowly sliding his middle finger inside, pressing against that sweet spot as you cum for him.

"Stop squirming. I'm enjoying my dinner..." He'll hold you down so you can't squirm too much as you squeeze his head, even if he can't breathe he never stops sucking your clit.

When he finally feels you relax, he chuckles because 's not done yet. Not until you can't take his mouth anymore.

"Good for you? Good. Your Lion loves to spoil ya.”

Honestly, prefers when you sit on his face, he likes the feeling of your weight.

Definitely has came a few times just from eating you out.

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[bunnwich]

A Little Longer [Leona La Bonbonnière Drabble]

Leona x Reader (Yuu), 1200 words, Based on his La Bonbonniere vignette. Inspired an ask I got recently, I'll work on birthday asks today and this week I'll be Leona birthday posting!!

-- By the time the stylist finished fluffing Leona's mane over shoulders, the little barbershop had grown noticeably busier than when the two of you had first arrived. Customers filtered in one after another, conversations gradually overlapping as more than a few curious glances drifted toward the dour lion beastman seated in the corner.  He never acknowledged them outright, but you knew him well enough to notice the subtle signs of his dismay. One of his brown ears angled back toward the growing chatter by the doors, and his tail gave a few taps against his chair, and by the time you turned to glance back at him, he was already standing.

“'Bout time, mmm?” The words were a gruff mutter as he brushed past you, offering the stylist a curt thanks before slipping through the door. 

You had to admit, the streets and warm summer air felt quieter and cool somehow, despite the crowds. An Leona’s shoulders lowered with every step farther from the barbershop you two got. 

You smiled to yourself, it wasn't a long walk to the cafe, and Ace had already rushed out to meet you two there, though…neither you or Leona seemed particularly interested in rushing there. Your one-sided conversation flowed easy as it drifted between you gushing to him about the footage you'd managed to capture, bitching whether Crowley would inevitably find something to complain about, and which pastries looked the most promising from the photos you'd seen online.

You never noticed...you'd left your phone behind.

-- Leona had noticed, though little got past him.

He'd spotted it almost immediately, abandoned on the little table beside the barber's chair in your hurry to follow his orders to get outside before the shop grew any more crowded. “Be right back.” Retracing his steps had taken all of thirty seconds, and by the time he'd caught up with you, he'd already slipped it into his jacket pocket without a word.

He couldn't think of many reasons to complain about having your full attention for a little while longer. After all, you'd remember eventually...maybe. If not, well…better for him. Besides, there wasn't much point in interrupting the walk over something so...mundane, right?

It wasn't until the shop came into view at the end of the street that he saw your hand reach for your pocket. “Shit...My phone.” You groaned.

Your bag came next, a lil knit in your brow as you searched the pockets you already knew were empty, before stopping in the middle of the sidewalk. “I think… left it at the barbershop. We gotta go-”

Leona glanced over, the corner of his mouth lifting just enough to betray his game. He figured that his expression was enough for you.

A chuff, and the way you rolled your eyes at him made him wanna smile wider for some reason, revealing a bit of his fangs to you.

“You...You have it?”

He didn't bother denying it, just observed you further. Watching as the sudden relief seemed to wash over you, before it quickly gave way to an almost cute attempt to intimidate, all with a narrowed and suspicious glare in his direction. "Thanks, but...uh can I have it back?"

Leona chuckled as his fingers brushed against the outline of it inside his pants pocket, tapping his nails on the screen through the fabric, though he made no move to take it out. 

“Later. Ya clearly can’t handle havin’ custody of such an important thing. You'll put us both…at risk of having to re-record if you had lost your phone and the footage. And we wouldn’t want that, eh? I'm no stranger to babysittin’ after all, I'll take care of it for ya.”

You frowned as he went on, and he could tell his cheeky move was a surprise to you, but he liked to gently ruffle your feathers. “...L-later?” You balked.

“Mmhmm.” He drug out the low purr in his chest with a shrug as he leaned toward you, sharing the shade of his hat brim.

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The combination of the sun and the shade of his fedora brim made his green eyes almost glow and you shallow.  “We're almost there anyhow… I’ll give it back to ya to…get a shot of the cafe, then after that…we’ll see. Could be mine for the rest of the day at this rate.” The way he had said it made your cheeks tingle, like he was softly scolding you, and looking out for you all at once. It was endearing and... infuriating all at once. That was just Leona though, as you come to know him this school year. Your eyes lingered on the pocket of his pants before drifting back up to his face.

Hm. He could have just handed it back the moment he'd caught up with you, you would have been grateful for his thoughtfulness. Instead, all these games…he had continued walking beside you as though nothing had happened for the last 15 minutes.

The realization settled on you. You saw him now, his real angle. Couldn’t just say he wanted to hang out…that would be too easy. A laugh escaped before you could stop it, quiet enough that it barely carried over the bustle of the street. “Fine whatever. Weirdo…”

A soft huff escaped him, somewhere between amusement and satisfaction you thought. “You have no idea, prefect.”

After a while, only when the café stood directly before you both did you hear him sigh and pull the phone from his pocket, holding it out as though the whole affair had never been anything worth mentioning. “Ere’ Was...just pullin’ your leg.”

“Oh-” You reached for it, your fingers closing around the case before pausing, a part of you a little disappointed that he had, and a little disappointed that you two had made it to the cafe already. A part of you wondered what a true full day with Leona would have looked like.

The silicone case was still warm against your palm. Not from the afternoon sun, but because it spent time tucked safe inside the pocket, carrying the lingering warmth of his body heat with it. It was a silly thing. You found yourself blinking at him, for just a bit longer than necessary before slipping it safely into your bag.

You took him in, how he was looking at you. It wasn't as though the stylist had done anything dramatic, especially since he just threw it in a bun and stuffed it back in his hair as soon as they were done. “You look nice, Leona.” You shrugged, the words escaping before you had the chance to think better of them.

Leona’s brow softened some, one ear flicking in your direction.

Or maybe it wasn't the haircut at all.

“Course I do.”  He tugged at his lace jacket lapel. There wasn't any vanity in the answer, only that usual confidence he always seemed to wear, or maybe…he wasn't quite sure how to accept a compliment.

“They always do a good job there, a lion beastmen’s mane is-”

“I wasn't talking about your hair.” You interrupted with a smile, shaking your head at him.

For perhaps the first time all afternoon, Leona looked genuinely caught off guard. His brows drew together ever so slightly, as though he meant to ask what the hell you were talkin' about, but…he didn’t. Instead, you heard him click his tongue beneath his breath, looking away with a shake of his head before stepping ahead of you to pull open the café door.

“C'mon. Time to eat, bet you're starving after tailing me all day.”

He held it there until you stepped inside before him, falling into step beside you after the door had swung shut behind him. --