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Léon: The Professional (1994)
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olafkardanadam · 1 month
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"İntikam iyi bir şey degil Mathilda. İnan unutmak daha iyi."
Bir şey yap, güzel olsun. Çok mu zor? O vakit güzel bir şey söyle. Dilin mi dönmüyor? Güzel bir şey gör veya güzel bir şey yap. Beceremez misin? Öyleyse güzel bir şeye başla. Ama hep güzel şeyler olsun. Çünkü her insan ölecek yaşta… Geç kalmayasın!
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saintdollyy · 8 months
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velveys · 3 months
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Natalie Portman in Léon: The Professional (1994)
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higherentity · 8 months
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shelfperson · 1 year
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not sure what genre of Girl this is but she is my favorite <333
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seriously-mike · 1 month
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Today, we celebrate the name day of Leon and Mathilde (at least according to the Polish calendar).
Name days are celebrated in France as well, which explains a lot.
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kandygrlsworld · 2 years
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Yes this is so true
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vvvvalesss · 8 months
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mathilda lando, “leon”
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cinnamongirly222 · 1 year
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i wanna rewatch leon the professional so bad rn
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thespiritofstars · 9 months
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Léon: The Professional (1994) written and directed by Luc Besson
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playitagin · 11 months
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1981-Natalie Portman
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trying new things xD
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chorusgirls · 3 months
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𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙺𝙽𝙸𝙵𝙴 / 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙲𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙸𝙼, 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙻 𝙷𝙸𝙼.
…  BIRTH NAME   …  evangeline crane.
…  NICKNAMES   …  eva. evita.
…  AGE   …  "twenty-nine."
…  GENDER  …  cis woman.
... SPECIES ... replicant ( defective ).
... PRONOUNS ... she / her.
…  SEXUALITY  …  bisexual, biromantic. kinsey scale 3.
…  CIVILIAN OCCUPATION   …  escort at el anhelo & dancer at gravity.
…  CRIMINAL ASSOCIATION   …  snake den, known as the devil.
…  NOTABLE ATTRIBUTES   …  large, bright eyes. doll eyes.
 …  CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS   …  mathilda lando ( leon the professional ). amma crellin ( sharp objects ). lilith ( biblical ). harley quinn ( dc ). melinda van allen ( deep water ). amy dunne ( gone girl ). babydoll ( suckerpunch ). annie ( terminal ). ava ( ex machina ). the joker ( the dark knight ). gogo yubari ( kill bill ). oliver quick ( saltburn ). mal cobb ( inception ). the stepford wives ( 1975 & 2004 ), don't worry darling ( 2022 ). the neon demon ( 2016 ).
( + ) curious, quixotic, adaptable, observant, flirtatious, tenacious.
( - ) cruel, obsessive, masochistic, relentless, chaotic, possessive, violent, covetous.
trigger warnings : sexism, body image, forced marriage (?), religious imagery, emotional manipulation/brainwashing, murder, violence/gore, sex, medical procedure/experimentation.
god made adam, and from his body came eve. when adam grew tired of fucking a loose rib, god threw him another bone: evangeline. a derivative of eve, the name longer, leaner. fully unoriginal. the same mold, only less interesting & shaped to be held.
a replicant of a specific, marbled purpose. the fattiest cut of meat, reserved for the most select of diners. evangeline is one of an exclusive handful of what could derisively be known as a wifebot, her purpose derived from one male organ (the heart) and shaped for another (guess). created to her future husband's specifications and formulated to perfection through an array of extensive psychological tests, eva ⸺ as she would come to be known ⸺ is the prototypical 1950s housewife for the neon age.
you can see her glistening on the plate at every dinner party, tender as wagyu. the wife of old, quiet money, she is built wasp-waisted, never weighing more than you can pick up, as manageable as she is edible. her conversation is crisp and educated but never too heavy, a perfect pairing. she makes each meal by hand and never complains when you're home late, save the glisten in geometrically assessed, aesthetically-tuned overlarge eyes. i just missed you, honey. dessert is always served a la mode: all the varieties you crave, found on the cart and bent over the bed.
can coding spoil? not rupture or break, but turn like bad fruit, like raw meat. not the fault of the hand but the inevitability of time. an accumulation of zeroes and ones going soft in the middle. evangeline festers in her gilded home, mink lashes blinking rapidly as she looks out the floor-to-ceiling windows. where is he?
a slow devolvement, eva's code overcompensates for what it lacks: given no teeth to defend herself, it grows them in multitudes. obsession gnaws at passivity. aggression inserts itself between the legs of sweetness. violence grips the hand of tenderness. innocence spoils to rot. crisp and red as a honeycrisp on the outside, but the insects devour from within.
at this hour, the serpent enters the garden. ( tbd member of snake den, wanted connection ) can hear the cockroaches skittering beneath her skin, even as she plays doll in the golden house. they enchant her, strong as acid: you are so much more... could be, if only you would embrace real, true freedom. i can take you there. though snake den does not exist at this time, the fangs sink deep and feel like need. truth. fate.
warden gauthier-wynn is deceased at the dining room table of his palatial penthouse apartment, once shared with loving wife evangeline. a knife is lodged handle-deep in the space above the bottom rib, hands tied behind his back, face cemented in the cool remnants of a homemade apple pie.
love remakes one, of course. breaks the bones so as to reset them in its image. eva abandons her previously life to join her parade marshall in the snake den, where greater transmogrification occurs. i cannot answer if androids dream of electric sheep, but they see stars in the absence of anesthesia. amateur hands recode her circuitry. cut open her hybrid skin and investigate. implant. alter change cut. encouraging the rot into a full bloom. see now, little darling? anybody can change their wiring
headcanons.
was originally built at/to look twenty-four, the age that men statistically find women the most attractive. eva has gone in for age tune-ups of her own accord since, leaving things slightly ajar.
despite the mass of crossed wires in her little body, ev can still cook like a motherfucker, though she also has an obsession with downing egregiously overprocessed foods. it will make her sick
does aerial arts at gravity along with pole; enjoys aerial hoop the most. her extreme flexibility is a lingering symptom from life as a wife-bot
a true compendium of violent skills thanks to her illicit reprogramming, with a dictionary of terrible things to do to people in her head, and a thesaurus of how to do it ( katana ? electric shock ?) and something of an enforcer-equivalent at snake den, when necessary
i imagine has a sort of - visual learning/skill inheriting? certainly not perfect but very much a fighter who adapts to you as you go along
known as the diminuitive evita to anyone who luvs her<3
believes very much in the doctrine of chaos levelling the playing field - loyal subscriber to the madness, feels it will give freedom to the city the way her reprogramming/code break/snake den freed her from her old life
unwavering follower of the doctrine but simultaneously the embodiment chaotic evil and lacks direction for their cause ( needs 2 be given it by who she values. mb some coding was intentionally left behind... ) but is more than willing to follow orders
connections.
the snake in the garden of eden!!! the one she followed into the snake down, to whom ev's love/loyalty is undying
ev puts the psycho and sexual in psychosexual. she obsesses over people easily and fully. simply give her a reason to<3
the leash to her rabid dog (particularly within snake den)
the mailman to her rabid dog
the rabid dog to her rabid dog. aka. chaos besties.
the rabid dog to her rabid dog pt two aka, wild ass hook up besties
favourite clients at el anhelo or gravity
an ivy to her harley....
executioners she plays with like little dolls
her other-mother except she's a fucked up lil coraline
she wants to take some trait of urs like ursula did ariel's voice. cut it out and wear it around her neck
you knew her from the housewifey days !!! and she puts on a great act when u run into one another
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lazycowboy666 · 5 months
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welcome to lazy re-interprets pre-canon khr pt1/?
- reborn and shamal knew each other pre-canon, in my mind pre-curse!reborn. shamal worked at hayato and bianchi’s family’s house as their live-in doctor. so reborn visits the house on and off to conduct business with shamal or just annoy him and inevitably runs into the two weird kids.
- hayato and bia think he’s the coolest dude ever. tall, black suit, carrying around a fucking lizard, an air of mystery plus a weird anime shadow over his eyes from his fedora. tells them stories about his “adventures” every once in a while, lets them play with his pet lizard(s). he impresses the “everybody cool is also a hitman” on the two kids at an early age, despite the two of them being boss candidates and hitmen being seen as several steps below their status. hayato already had this mindset from latching onto shamal but this was bia’s a-ha moment.
- so while hayato seeks out shamal after he leaves the house bc he’s already imprinted on him as “dad” figure, bia wants nothing to do with that intoxicated, sexist idiot and seeks out this “reborn” dude from her childhood after her own successful runaway from their shit, negligent family. and insanely enough, she does.
- this is where i re-interpret the timeline a little, because it’s already fuzzy in-canon, that she runs into him still pre-curse, pre-dino and declares that he’s going to be her “tutor” on how to become a hitman, bc yes, you are now HER “dad” figure, reborn, and there’s nothing you can do to stop this. (she sits on his stoop à la russel from up—except more menacing—until he finally lets her in.)
- cue léon and mathilda lando apartment scenario with a lizard enclosure rather than a potted plant and less creepy one-sided flirting (though bia is very touch-starved and the occasional, proud head pats reborn gives her are extremely novel to her; she does hold his hand too when she’s scared, similar to how she’d do with her bio dad growing up). basically give me reborn teaching bia how to shoot (fuck canon, this kid can shoot fine), how to conduct surveillance, how to master disguises, how to approach targets unnoticed, etc. the two of them bond especially over their love of insects and bia’s actually the one who shows reborn the weird canon bug-speak thing from daily arc bc y’know, why not. magic mafia.
- flash forward a year or two of this, and suddenly, reborn’s gone, off answering a job offer to end all job offers (you know where this is going). he comes back after a few weeks of radio silence as a fucking toddler and bia, being bia, is just glad he’s still alive. figuring out clothes for him is interesting and now reborn’s teaching her how to sew kid’s clothes to help him out.
- they keep working hits but obviously it’s weird as shit that the guy you’re hiring is now a deformed child, so the jobs start dwindling. bia goes off, gets a bf who treats her like shit and eventually kills him for it (he deserves it), and now people don’t want to hire her bc they think she’ll turn on them. it’s not looking good. until news comes in that the cavallone family’s boss is dying and his one heir is a fucking mess and the power balance is about to shift dramatically and potentially lead to all-out war because the family is nearly in financial ruin and owes a lot of money to a lot of different families and yada yada.
- cue bia being like “hey you know who was raised to be a boss? me. and who raised me to defend myself and kick ass? you.” and knowing “uncle cavallone” aka the 9th cav boss personally from when she was a kid, she drags reborn to their estate to propose her idea and it’s just the usual canon deadly comedic shitshow from there on. there’s a VERY good reason why dino’s fucking afraid of bianchi and it’s not the reason you’d think.
i’ll post more later, because this series is a spore in my brain that’s been lodged there for over a decade now, my personal interests being gokudera and bianchi’s background in particular. i welcome all comments and reblogs!
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