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forgetminot · 1 year

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Hi mate, may I request fem! Reader x husband! Leon where their daughter (16y) told them that the guy she like from school confess to her and that the guy want to meet her parents for approval to court her, y/n is excited but Leon will be protective to her little princess.

Just a cute one, btw I build up my courage to ask after I binge reading your fics, love your fics and more power of writing come to you!

Extremely Happy.

♡ Husband! Leon Kennedy x Fem! Reader ♡

[ Warnings : Protective Leon, slight mention of trust issues/trauma, Mostly fluff! ]

Author's Note : This is such a cute idea! Thank you for the request and the kind words, I hope you enjoy it. I may have named their daughter after Claire...

Summary : Your daughter brings home her crush from school and Leon is not quite sure how he feels about it.

She was so much like Leon, everything about your daughter reminded you of her father. Her smile, her dirty blonde hair, how she'd bite her lip when she was concentrating, her humor and most of all her confidence; which Leon was currently not so fond of.

"I'm sorry, who is he?" Leon questioned, his eyes glaring at the boy standing in front of him.

"Oh, uh- I'm-" You smile, excitedly cutting the boy off from his sentence and ushering both him and your daughter inside.

"Welcome! Make yourself at home!" You close the door swiftly behind you and wait for the two teenagers to remove their shoes. You follow your daughter into the living room and take a seat, leaning back into one of the sofas. "Take a seat." You gleam, motioning to the large sofa opposite you on the other side of the room. They both take a seat next to each other while Leon hangs back by the living room door, leaning against its frame with his hands crossed against his chest.

"This is Dylan!" Placing her hand over his, your daughter smiles as she introduces the boy to both you and Leon. You hear Leon scoff quietly behind you and you glance over your shoulder, now you're the one that's glaring.

"Dylan?" You repeat. "Well it's nice to meet you!" He smiles timidly at you, refusing to make eye contact with your husband. You cough abruptly, standing up. "Excuse us, one second." You hurry over to Leon, grabbing his hand and dragging him out of the room. "What is your problem?" You hiss quietly.

"My problem?" He chuckles. "What is your problem? He's a complete stranger!" He stands firm, his hands still crossed against his chest.

"Stranger? He's Claire's classmate!" You understand why Leon is being cautious, you really do; with everything he has been through the past years, trusting people isn't something he does often... you just hoped he would go easier on the poor boy. "It's obvious she likes him, Lee!" You take a step towards your husband, closing the gap. "I understand." You say softly, taking his hands in yours and looking up into his eyes. "But go easy on Dylan, for Claire." He sighs, looking down at your interlocked hands as he plays with your fingers.

"Okay, I'll try." You smile, placing a soft kiss to your husbands lips.

"Thank you" You whisper. Heading back into the living room, Leon takes a seat beside you; across from Claire and Dylan.

"So, Dylan, tell us about yourself." Leon's expression is blank as he questions the boy.

"Dad!" Claire groans. "This isn't an interview." She takes a deep breath looking between both you and Leon. "Dylan wanted to ask you both a question." He coughs awkwardly, before sitting up straight and forcing a smile on his face; you can tell that he's anxious.

"I was wondering if you'd give me p- permission, allow me-" He stutters and you tilt your head to the left slightly as you wait. "I was wondering if you'd allow me to date your daughter." He says this so quickly that both you and Leon aren't quite sure you heard it correctly, but you did. You smile widely and turn to face Leon.

"I'm sorry, what?!" He shouts, standing to his feet quickly.

"Of course!" You reply suddenly. "Both Leon and I are extremely happy for you to date Claire!" You aren't looking at Leon but you can feel the daggers glaring into your back. "Extremely happy." You repeat. You hear Leon scoff once again and you squeeze his hand tightly.

"Extremely happy..." Leon mumbles. Claire squeals in excitement, pulling Dylan in for a hug and at that moment you almost thought that you saw a small smile creep onto Leon's face... Just a small one.

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zombiekillerbiceps · 1 year

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Three Times Leon Protected You (And One Time You Protected Him)

Note: Requested by anon (sort of)! This was fun as hell to write. Also fuck it no read more cut I'm on mobile

Content: cursing, 18+, Leon Kennedy x Gn Reader, they/them reader pronouns, protective Leon, light violence

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1. It was your second date together. You two decided to hit up the mini golf course off the highway. Gorging yourselves on bagged cotton candy, you two made light conversation about your hobbies and the most recent summer blockbuster. He was better at mini golf. By, like, a lot. His aim and timing was uncanny, and his force control was honestly impressive. He was totally winning.

You bent down to pick up another losing ball when a hissing whump sound right next to your ear made you stumble backwards. Leon's fist was curled away from you just centimeters away from where your head had just been. He relaxed it, and a golf ball fell out of his hand. It must have been travelling fast from the sound of it, but the only sign of discomfort that he gave was shaking out his hand. Shit, that thing really could have taken a chunk outta your head, and he just snatched it out of thin air like it was nothing.

"Pretty sure you just saved my life," you say with a smile.

"Does that guarantee a third date?"

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2. You two had been together, officially, for about two years. It was your birthday, and none of your friends could make it. It wasn't an act of cruelty, they simply had careers and families, some even had kids now! No one wanted to come out on a Sunday night and have to go to work or deal with a toddler in the morning. It still stung, but Leon did his best to make sure you had a good night anyways. He took you to a fancy cocktail bar where you got too drunk on cocktails with names like Private Dancer and Moonlit Night. Leon was paying while you waited by the door, keeping watch for the cab home. Some dude in a loud shirt with the popped collar started hitting on you. You roll your eyes and tell him your husband is paying, hoping the h-word would scare him off, but Frosted Tips was determined. He was drunk too, red-faced and uneven of stance, and he wasn't taking no for an answer. His hand lands on your hip. The action, so intimate it was reserved for Leon only, made you freeze. You push his hand away, but his other comes up, closing the space. Your body turns to stone, wanting to push him off but the weight of his presence pinning you down, hoping if you're still enough he'll give up and leave.

Leon's on him, as suddenly and ferociously as a crack of lightning. His hand is on Too Dark Spray Tan's shoulder, shoving him away. Your boyfriend slides in the space between the two of you. He was an immovable wall keeping you safe. His shoulders were taught, and despite also being nearly blind drunk, he was firm and purposeful. Controlled. You couldn't see his face from your position behind him, but the tautness in his back and the even spread of his legs confirmed how serious he was. The dude harassing you shut down, muttering a homophobic comment.

Leon turned back to you, his hand gently on your shoulder. His eyes tracked the dude across the room like an owl tracking prey, but when he finally tore his eyes away and met your own, his expression softened immediately.

"You okay?" He asks, soft. Concerned.

"Better now."

You mean it. You know you're safe with him.

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3. It takes six years of you two being together for his past to catch up to him. At first, you think the riots are associated with a recent political move. It doesn't take long on your daily commute to work to realize this is worse. Something is making people violent. You get to work, mostly because you're too far from home when you realize how fucking bad things are to turn around, and the intern goes berserk. You end up trapped in an office with your boss and a few others, armed with a broken wooden ruler and a stapler. The only thing between you and the raging... sick outside was a slim wooden door on one side and ten stories on the other side of a thick glass window. Your cell gets through to Leon and he orders you to stay in place.

"I'll come get you, just don't move unless you have to," he says. You put your phone on silent.

Things were already pretty bad. They get a whole lot worse when a blond man with a high brow and sunglasses strolls through the chaos like a composer across a stage. He's wearing a leather jacket and, if you didn't have the sinking feeling he was after you, you might have made a joke about him belonging on the set of the Matrix. He grabs you by the arm and drags you out of the office, the world parting around him like river around a rock. He takes you to the roof and it's there that a helicopter descends. Stepping off it is... Leon?

"What the fuck?" You stare at him, dressed in tactical gear and a big fucking gun in his hands. You aren't sure it's really him, except for the way his eyes soften when they meet yours.

"Oh, don't they know?" The blonde gripping your arm asks, squeezing hard enough you're afraid he'll crack the bone.

"Wesker..." Leon inches forward, one hand leaving his gun to stretch out between the two of them. "Let's just talk this through."

"You're not a cop anymore, Kennedy."

Leon doesn't flinch. His expression hardens, a cold look you've never seen on him takes the place of any softness once there.

"Don't make me do this the hard way," he says. He's continuing to inch forward.

You realize what he's doing.

"Then let's discuss the easy option," Wesker's voice is monotone - almost robotic. "I give them back, unharmed, and you give me Chambers."

"What do you need with her?" Leon takes another tentative step forward.

"I'm going to use her to complete my S-Virus -"

"You're gonna run out of letters one day," he jokes, or something similar to joking, if it weren't utterly humorless. "You know, the whole virus thing hasn't worked the last twelve times. Maybe it's time to change career paths."

"This is unlike any before -"

"Have you ever considered dog grooming? I think it would be healthier for you."

Another inch. Wesker doesn't even realize how close Leon's gotten.

"I could kill them without breaking a sweat and you're still-"

BAM.

Wesker's head flies back with a sharp crack. You use the moment to slip out of his grasp and run towards Leon. He's ushering you towards the helicopter. You turn towards him to yell at him, thinking yourself safe, when you see it behind his shoulder. Wesker's back was arched slightly back, but he was still standing. You feel your eyes widen in terror as something slimy and black and living throbs out of his forehead. He's slowly righting himself.

"Get mad at me later," Leon says. He takes aim, walking backwards, firing into Wesker's body. He casts the occasional glance at you to make sure you're safe behind him until you're on the helicopter.

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1. Fifteen years together. After the Wesker Event, you were given clearance to know everything Leon did. The US Government had you sign a form essentially giving them permission to kill you if you said anything (not in as many words, of course). You learned combat basics, but Leon insisted on keeping you out of the thick of it. So, despite knowing the horrors that awaited your husband everytime he went on a mission, despite watching the darkness in his eyes grow, you stayed at home. Pursued a career in something safe, did laundry, took care of the dog until Leon got home and then you cooked dinner for the two of you. You were the harbour in the storm.

Until you got a call from a hospital in DC that your husband was injured in combat. You were escorted by two women in suits across the country, and by the next morning, you found yourself in a quarantined hospital face to face with some fucking decorated general denying you permission to even look at him.

"What was the point of calling me down here?! Let me fucking see him!" You're causing a scene. You know it. But the rage batters against your rib cage like a wild beast.

"Si-... Mx, I need you to calm down," he says.

"Calm down?!" You take a deep breath, about ready to scream, when a warm hand lands on your shoulder. You look up to see Redfield, battered and tired and... Old. He shakes his head. You chew your words.

"He was injured during combat with a BOW. He may be infected. Letting you in could risk not only your safety, but the world's."

"He isn't a risk to me." You push past the general. You shove the doors to his room wide open, desperate to just see him for yourself.

You aren't prepared for how bad he looks. His face is swollen almost beyond recognition, his body laying with a limpness he didn't even have when he was asleep. If it weren't for how well you knew the birthmarks and freckles on his body, you would almost believe it wasn't him.

Soliders are rushing in to drag you out but Redfield steps in. You've made your choice, he tells them. If Leon wakes up and eats you, that was on you.

For days, you meet with doctors and officials and suits. He might never wake up, the doctors tell you. He's a danger to public safety, the officials tell you. You overhear the suits talking about the possibility of putting him down while he's defenseless.

They were really going to kill him in a coma because of what he might be infected with.

That is when you stepped up as his guardian. You meet with doctors from all over the world, military lawyers, philosophers. You spend weeks worth of time tied up on the phone, and days worth signing papers (and not signing papers). You get seven different doctors from seven different countries to examine him and confirm his vitals are all normal and expected for someone in his condition. Dr. Chambers herself confirms there isn't a trace of G-virus or any of its daughter strains in him.

You build your case. The logical argument is that there is no empirical evidence that Leon is a threat, backed up by thorough medical reports and several professional witnesses. The moral argument: it was morally wrong to kill a defenseless man because he might be a threat if he wakes up. Not even the government should have that power. The empathetic argument came last.

"Give me five minutes in front of a judge and jury, and I can convince them the only person who can pull the plug is his spouse."

You liquidated a lot of assets, keeping a humble apartment and your dog. You got permission to crack open his bank account to pay for the lawyers, seeing as you were his spouse, and the bank couldn't argue that. It was about a year in when you got a call from an enigmatic woman - you'd later figure out was Wong, on your way to work that the government was planning to just collapse that entire wing of the hospital. You called Redfield, had him post up there when you couldn't be there.

When he was sent away, strategically, you called in the other Redfield. Valentine. Piers. Helena. Everyone you could get your hands on. You called in every favour Leon was owed and then you made you own. And when, one after the other, they were forced away, you hired a friend of Wong's.

It took years. It exhausted everything you had, but even when you felt like giving up, you were immovable. You were his spouse. You would not leave his side until it killed you. And even then, Redfield was pretty sure you'd haunt the hospital.

You won the court case. It brought some relief. Leon wasn't under threat of being murdered. But, it came with sinking disappointment too. There was nothing left to do now except sit with him, and wait. That was the worst part of those long years. The silent, still weeks in a sterile room with a victory that still didn't return your husband to you.

It was just before your twentieth anniversary that he finally woke up. You made sure you were the first person he saw, and you stayed by his side through the ensuing mess of tests and rehabilitation. You slowly revealed the extent you had to go to keep him safe. He seemed so impressed with you. He calls you his hero after that, though you don't really think you deserve it. You convince him to retire. And you two live out the rest of your lives safe and content, protecting each other in the ways you knew how to.

#resident evil fanfic #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fanfic #leon s kennedy #resident evil #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy fanfic #protective leon #i suck at tagging idk if you liked it consider rbing #anyways! i hope you enjoy it anon!

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bitsandbobsofwriting · 2 years

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Do you have one where the serving staff/guards know of Merlin’s magic, but they choose to keep it a secret because he helps them out a lot (since he cheats when no one is looking, they leave him alone for bigger tasks so they can just get things done faster)? (And that the atmosphere somehow just got…better when he started working there, even if the King is still a murder-bitch?)

Like Merlin, doesn’t know that they know. Nobles and visitors aren’t allowed to know and the staff help shield him/explain it away.

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OK SO!!!

I'm gonna write this as a set of rough headcanons as opposed to a fic, because I'm really struggling motivation wise at the moment, and this particular ask really spoke to me when I looked through my messages :D

It takes Gwen and George (as important, smart, and the-only-other-servants-whose-names-we-know) all of a week to figure out Merlin has magic. It takes the Cook two, it takes the Housekeeper a month and a half, and it takes the Steward just shy of six months. Yeah. Merlin isn't very good at being subtle. The former First Knight, Leon's grumpy, stick-in-the-mud-and-also-up-his-arse predecessor, never finds out (much to the effort of everyone), but Leon of course has it all lined up in his head an hour after he takes over the role. He'd suspected before then, but hadn't really had much to do with Merlin anyway until he'd taken on the job.

Anyway. All of this just means that Merlin has no idea how easy his life is in comparison to what it could have been if he's actually managed to keep his secret, well, secret.

Most of the knights don't know, but a few do. With the guards, it's the other way round. Most of them know, a few specific ones don't. Look, as much as a lot of people know, and it sounds like chaos, it's actually very well controlled. Well, it isn't at first. Merlin is very lucky that the first few people to find out are willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, because it's those first few that carefully control where and when the secret goes.

ANYWAY. And I actually mean it this time. A lot of people know and Merlin has NO fucking clue.

The whole thing goes unsaid, and bar a few of the main crew (the aforementioned Gwen, George, Cook, Housekeeper, Steward, and later on, Leon) no one knows exactly who else knows. So there's a lot of awkward shuffling and suspecting side eyes as they try and tiptoe around it all. None of the guards that don't know are EVER put to duty outside Arthur's chambers, and they're kept away from places Merlin frequents as much as possible (the armoury, the stables, the physician's chambers, the washer rooms, etc) just because Merlin has no spatial awareness and never realises when there’s a guard right next to him/just around the corner.

Oddly enough, other than Leon and Lancelot, none of the main knights are in the know, with everyone’s reasoning being that... they’re the most loyal to The King. And as much as Leon and Gwen can vouch for them, they don’t like actively telling people about the magic, they just... corral people if they find out accidentally. Lancelot, despite knowing about the magic, also has no idea about this whole thing, but everyone else knows that he knows. It’s stupid. It’s complicated. But Gwen, Leon, and George are in too deep now to backtrack so... they just carry on going.

So yeah. They cover for him all the time. At any given night there will be at least one knight or guard in the tavern, so whenever Arthur kicks up a fuss about how “Merlin can’t have been at the tavern again.” they’ll start spreading rumours about how whip smart Merlin is at poker, because he won against Halbrand, Remus, Gregor, and Flint last night. When they know Merlin has snuck out to deal with something, they’ll make sure someone in-the-know is posted on the outer city walls, so they can send word when Merlin is sneaking back in. This just means they can clear the main courtyard and route to the Physician’s Chambers of anyone so that Merlin can still think no one noticed him coming and going.

After a few years, people notice that there are two days a year, later on three, that Merlin does actually disappear to the tavern for. It took Leon a little while to figure out, and he still isn’t entirely sure he’s right, but the first one falls on the day that Merlin had to leave Camelot to protect his home from ransackers. Gwen had mentioned one of his friends had died, and the word is spread to make sure Merlin is left alone that day. The second... he isn’t sure, to be honest. He knows it falls around the week that the beast had appeared, bought by the bounty hunter, but he’s not sure if that’s relevant. He thinks maybe the beast must have killed one of Merlin’s friends, and again, the word is spread. The third is easy. The third falls around the day the dragon had attacked. Leon himself, as well as many of the knights and guards, head tot eh tavern that week. He finds it odd though, that Merlin seems to separate himself from the memorials, from the drinking songs, from those that gather in mourning, almost like he’s mourning something else entirely. But again, Leon doesn’t question it, and the word is spread.

When he’s noticeably injured, Gwen, George, the Housekeeper, and the Steward will randomly have free days/extra servants available to help out, to lessen his workload. When he’s exhausted, the Steward and Leon will reorganise things so Arthur doesn’t have anything important on in the morning, and Merlin can sleep in. I guess it’s just lots of stuff like that, small things, that Merlin could probably live without but... well, these people love and respect him so much, why would they leave him to suffer alone?? It’s not just the fact that Merlin protects the Kingdom with magic, after all, it’s the fact that he’s so lovely, to everyone. He helps treat the guards’/knights’ injuries without judgment, he’ll cover for people when they’re sick, he’ll do other people’s workloads just to be kind. So yeah, they look after him. Not just because he’s a vigilante or whatever, but because he’s Merlin.

I just... they look out for him, ya know?? And maybe he finds out, in which case he’s very embarrassed that so many people knew about it. Or maybe he doesn’t know, maybe he never knows, and all those people continue to protect him from behind the scenes, the same way he protects Camelot. Who knows.

I hope you enjoyed this, anon! I love you all so much, thank you for being patient with me!!!

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moondragoness · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gwaine/Lancelot/Merlin (Merlin), Leon/Merlin (Merlin), Leon/Percival (Merlin) Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Leon (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwaine (Merlin), Lancelot (Merlin), Elyan (Merlin), Percival (Merlin) Additional Tags: Polyamory, Past Relationship(s), Hopeful Ending, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Immortal Leon (Merlin), Immortal Merlin (Merlin), Swearing Summary:

Leon and Merlin have lived together for over 1600 years since the battle of Camlann. It's 2022 and some of their old friends have suddenly returned. Leon has a bone to pick with them. He's been protecting Merlin for almost 2000 years, he's not going to stop just because their old loves have returned. Especially since they are the ones who hurt him in the first place so long ago. Everything in Canon happened, with a slight twist, and now some of them have been given a second chance. Two of them never even died to begin with, at least not permanently. Angsty with a happy/hopeful ending.

#merwaincelot #merwaincelotweek2022 #day 6 #merleon #immortal leon #immortal merlin #second chances #protective leon #poly relationships

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crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington · 10 months

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government assigned roomate AU

#ethan winters #leon kennedy #lethan #chris redfield #rosemary winters #rose winters #rebhfun #re8 #resident evil village #resident evil #roomate AU #resident evil 8 #resident evil fanart #mia and ethan r divorced #after re8 ethan survives and is now under chris and HWS protection #they dont work for the BSAA anymore and chris needs someone to monitor ethan since hes technically classfied as a bioweapon now #ethan does NAWT wanna see chris currently so chris has to find someone else to do it and comes to leon #ethan basically lives like hes on house arrest and can only go out shopping if leon accompanies him #they r both unhappy #at first....#giggles #they live in a house or something and sleep in two seperate rooms #chris provides funds or whatever #but leon eventually also starts paying out of his own pocket #mia pays child support and i like to think shes loaded with all the money she made from the connections

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leqonsluv3r · 6 days

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hello! i was just wondering if you could write fluffy hc’s or a one-shot about oc / reader telling re4 leon about getting creeped on in public and him being comforting / however else you think he’d react. it’s something i’ve experienced multiple times and ig i’m just looking for some comfort after a recent encounter. i hope you’re having a great day n i appreciate your writing a lot <3

safe with me

—re!4 leon kennedy x reader, a headcanon list

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leon!kennedy who has been dating you for a couple years and is very protective of you. it’s very normal considering his job. but the second you tell him that your always being watched in public, he gets even more protective like a guard dog.

leon!kennedy who accompanies you out in public because of how much he feels the need to protect you. he’s watching over his shoulder and standing less then five feet from you everytime you go out with him. kind of like a guard dog, but a less overbearing one. bite now and ask questions later.

leon!kennedy who drives you to and from work even on his days off, just so you don’t have to walk from your shared apartment to your job down the street. you could easily walk it, but considering that your getting creeped on in public, leon is protecting you and it makes sense.

leon!kennedy who buys you pepper spray and a taser, teaching you how to use them. it’s just incase, just for emergencies and he hopes you never have to use them. but if he’s gone on a mission, he gave you those things to protect you when he can’t.

leon!kennedy who practically smothers you in kisses when your upset and uncomfortable with the way people (more specifically other men) creep on you in public, catcall you. he knows how uncomfortable that makes you feel. trying his best to soothe the ache somehow.

leon!kennedy who about tears someone a new asshole for even looking at you at the grocery store, five seconds then what’s considered normal. yelling at him and practically dragging the poor man out of the store by his collar like a rabid dog.

leon!kennedy who handles you with such care and such precision that he’s afraid he’ll break you. he knows how tough it is for any person in this world, how unsafe it is. his job and you constantly getting peeped on in public just proves that. he holds you close at night, cuddles and kisses. he keeps you close, his biggest fear besides dying is losing you. it would simply be just unbearable without you.

leon!kennedy who makes sure your comfortable whenever you guys have sex, never pressuring you. he needs you to know he’s not like other guys, not like other people. so he’s soft and gentle until you tell him otherwise.

leon!kennedy who lets you squeeze his hand when you two go out in public, one squeeze for your fine and two squeezes for your uncomfortable. or someone’s peeping at you, looking at you in a way that makes your skin crawl.

leon!kennedy who lets you share your location with him just so he has an idea of where you’re at incase of an emergency. he’s not being overbearing, he just needs to know your safe, and you don’t object to that in the slightest.

leon!kennedy who sandwiches himself in between you and a guy at the bar who keeps eyeing you, like your a piece of meat. like your not a human person with feelings. he just rests a hand on your lower back and rubs soothing circles to ease the obvious tension in your face and body.

leon!kennedy who practically punches the guy for flirting with you and making you uncomfortable right in front of him. the stranger is oblivious to the fact that you are so obviously there with leon. it makes his blood boil, your back tenses underneath his touch on your lower back.

leon!kennedy who punches the guy in the face, “i bet your fun and easy in bed.” one of the many disgusting things said but leon takes care of it for you, punching him without hesitation as the man falls back off the stool and lands on the floor of the bar. those words are all it took for leon to take the punch, take him out. because your not a piece of meat, your a person. a person that he loves and would do anything for.

leon!kennedy who drives you home to your guys shared apartment and holds your hand on the console, comforting you and making sure that you were okay. because no one deserves to be treated like that, especially you.

leon!kennedy who ices his knuckles with a bag of peas from the freezer when you guys get home. letting you just cuddle up next to him on the couch. he holds you with his uninjured hand and presses a kiss to your head, “it’ll be alright, it’s okay.” and “i’ll protect you.”

leon!kennedy who vows to himself and to you that he will always do right by you, even if he makes some questionable choices in doing it. as long as your safe and with him, that’s all that matters. he loves you more then anything and people should know that he doesn’t like the people he loves being messed with. especially you.

an: im sorry this took me so long, anon. i’ve been backed up with requests (and i still am 😭) but i live for the protective boyfriend. i just imagine leon being like a protective guard dog considering all the shit he has to deal with. but i hope this met ur expectations <33 anyways, i love you all. thank you for getting me to 700 again :,) u guys are bizarre for that. pls reblog, like and follow if you enjoy. kisses, xx.

taglist: @elihii @heartsforvin @argreion @sqiim @adollrable @leonkennedygvrl (my taglist is linked above at the beginning if you would like to join <33)

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ovaryacted · 26 days

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(TW: talk of abuse/domestic violence)

I’ve been thinking about Leon and his daughter. I am 100% sure this man is not above using his ties to the government to wipe anyone who harms his daughter/abusive partner off the face of the earth.

His perfect baby girl comes to her daddy with a bruised eye and crying? She’s an adult, sure. But Oh he’s going scorched earth.

He kisses his precious little girl on the forehead, lets her sleep in in her old bedroom, and once she’s settled, he grabs his gun and goes.

I really REALLY do not think he’d let an abuser live. Someone put their hands on his little girl. His perfect little baby has gotten hurt by someone she trusted/loved?

Yea I don’t think they’d survive.

CW: mentions of abuse and domestic violence; talks of violence as payback; Leon & the reader are together and have a daughter (unspecified age but 21+)

Anon, this message made me hurt inside, and you sent it to me a while ago so I apologize for not responding until now. But wow, we're getting really angsty...damn. This hurts, but I get where this idea coming from. I think seeing something like his daughter being hurt because of someone else will actually break Leon as both a parent and an individual who puts his life on the line for his family.

Ever since his daughter was born into the world, Leon vowed to protect her with his entire being. He worked so hard to keep her safe from the dangers of the reality that he was all too familiar with, keeping his princess in bubble wrap and tucked away in the safety he knew he could provide. It worked for some time, watching her grow up into her own human being, as gentle and as precious as he imagined, practically his spitting image with his eyes down to his smile.

No matter how old she got, she will always be his little girl. Leon wanted to keep her at home for a while longer, nervous about sending her off to college but she reassures him, promising to call once a week and on the weekends to ease his anxieties. He knew she'd have to venture off into the real world eventually, and his daughter stuck to her promise, often coming back home on her breaks and using that time to catch up with her parents.

He thinks he's done well in raising her alongside you, smart and charismatic, doing everything to ensure his child grew up to know what love and acceptance felt like so she'd never have to be without it like he was.

When Leon was introduced to her current boyfriend, he tried hard to accept him, run his own mental background checks, and make sure he was enough to take care of his daughter and treat her the way she deserved. His daughter was happy, so he relented, giving this new guy a chance. So long as he saw his daughter smiling, all was right in the world.

That's why when Leon gets a phone call from his daughter sometime at midnight, he's confused, but the hair at the back of his neck raises as he gets a weird feeling that something is wrong.

"Hi dad", he hears her on the other line, her voice shaky and unstable.

"Sweetheart? Are you okay? What's wrong?", he gets up instantly and walks out of the bedroom so he doesn't wake you up, not wanting to bring a panic just yet.

"Yeah, I'm okay", he hears a sniffle, he knows she's lying, but he doesn't mention it. "I just...can I come home? Please?"

"Of course you can, you can always come home. Do you need me to pick you up?", Leon asks without hesitation. He didn't care if there was a tornado outside, he was going to get his child back home.

"It's okay, I can drive, traffic isn't too bad. I'll see you in a few okay?", she was hiding something from him, and if that were the case it must be bad. And that scared him.

"Sure thing honey, please be safe", she hung up the phone, the anxiety getting much worse because he didn't know what to expect. You wake up soon after that to ask what's wrong, and decide to wait for your daughter to come back home and make sure she's alright.

Was she safe? Did something happen? Why did it sound like she was crying? Did someone hurt her?

So many different scenarios play in his mind that the sound of a knock at Leon's front door brings him back to the present. Opening the door, he tries to hide the way his heart crack at the sight of his child standing in front of him with a bruised eye. He doesn't say anything as she drops the duffle bag she brought and instantly falls into his chest, crying heavily and shaking in his arms.

Sometime later on the couch, she explains how she got into an argument with her boyfriend, and in a fit of rage, he threw a punch before walking out of the apartment. Just hearing her retelling this and not being able to stop crying is what breaks Leon inside, having his daughter, whom he's tried so hard to protect from this world be a victim of abuse from someone who was supposed to love her hurts him greatly.

He blames himself for letting his daughter get hurt, for letting that bastard get anywhere near his angel and hurt her like this. Whispering apologies into his daughter's blonde hair, he cradled her close as he repeated "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry sweetheart".

Leon lets her stay in her old bedroom, tucking her into bed the way he used to when she was little and running his fingers through her hair as gently as he could. He knows you'll watch over her as she sleeps, and will probably slip into bed alongside her to hold her in your arms the way a mother should.

"I promise you, he's not going to hurt you ever again. I swear", Leon tells her, and his daughter believes him wholeheartedly. He gives you a knowing look as he walks out of the bedroom, and you don't try to stop him.

He takes his gun out from the locked safe in his closet, not sure when he last held it in his hand but the muscle memory quickly comes to him. Throwing on a jacket and grabbing his car keys, he got into his Jeep and headed on the road, gripping the steering wheel tightly until his knuckles were white. Maybe being on the road while he was seething and seeing red wasn't a good idea, but he had to handle this or he would never forgive himself.

A part of him thinks that he should get Hunnigan on the phone, should have her knock some sense into him, and tell his ass to turn the fuck around. But he doesn't, hitting the gas and imagining tearing off this man's head for laying a hand on the most precious thing he has in his life.

He doesn't remember the last time he was this pissed, and he certainly didn't know he could want to hurt someone when he had been so focused on saving others for most of his life. But he finds himself caring less and less about the consequences of his actions and doesn't feel guilty for wanting to do what he knows is necessary.

Justice is what Leon calls this, and it brings him back to his time studying for the police academy, how doing the right thing felt so fundamental to him that it was always a part of his character. He's doing this out of love, out of knowing his daughter will be safe from this monster, and that makes it right.

Yeah, that man better start praying, cause it might be the last time he gets to.

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obsessedwithtoomanythings · 9 months

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“Not all men would-“

You’re right. Leon Kennedy would NEVER.

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navstuffs · 11 months

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leon protects gn!reader with his body (warnings: protective leon, description of injuries)

You can hear Leon screaming your name, but you can't move. Your head is probably bleeding, and you don't know where you are. You try to mumble, "It is okay, Leon," but no voice comes from your throat. Leon sounds so close and away at the same time.

Leon is panicking as he runs to you. He counts 1, 2, 3 to every breath, focusing solely on you. He had tried to warn you the floor felt unstable, but you, stubborn as you were, went first. Leon watched as you dropped, his heart sinking inside his chest. And to make matters worse, he notices debris dangling; if they fall, they will fall on top of you. He can't let that happen.

He calls your name, more urgent this time. Desperate, some might say.

Leon gets in there just in time. He touches your warm face, and your vision doesn't seem to focus. Hearing the debris drop, without thinking twice, he covers your body with his, protecting especially your head, letting all dirty, some woods, and even some rocks fall on his back.

It hurts like hell, but Leon doesn't care.

He has enough herbs for both of you in his pouch. You first, of course. You open your eyes, semi-conscious, calling him.

"I am here, baby. Right here. Stay awake, focus on my voice."

You blink, and his golden locks tickle your face. Why is he so close to you? What happened?

"Leon?" Your head hurts so much.

"You will be alright, hun. I am right here."

You hear a huge bang noise and Leon groaning with pain as he tries to stand up, and you can see a lot of dirt around you. You want to ask him what is happening, but Leon offers you some herbs. Instantly, your vision focus, and you can notice Leon’s state.

He doesn't look well. He has cuts all over his body, one really bad across his chest. His leg seems to be bleeding as well. He looks exhausted and barely holding up. Besides that, he still manages to smile when he sees you fine.

"Leon!" You call urgently, holding him when he is about to fall. You gently place him on the floor, and Leon remains there, breathing slowly.

You quickly go through your things to find a health spray, giving it all to Leon. He finally gets better, for your relief, and pulls you to his lap.

"Hey, you need time to recover," You try to argue.

"I recover just fine with you in my arms," Leon whispers. Then he finally confesses, a fear you never heard in his voice before, "I almost thought I lost you."

"I am here. We are here, baby. We will be fine," You say out loud as a form to comfort both of you. He rubs your back and the base of your neck while you hold into him. Leon needs to feel you for a few minutes: listen to your heart beating. You only say something once you start hearing a few growls getting close.

"Leon..." You warn, and he is already standing up. You follow him next, your gun fully loaded. Leon stands in front of the only door, still forming some sort of barrier in front of you, despite your numerous complaints, you were as good of an agent as him.

"When this is over, we will get pizza."

"Deal."

"Ready for this?"

Leon looks over his shoulder, waiting for your nod. When you do it, eyes focused, he opens the door.

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diviedrawn · 5 months

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The way they’re all geared up and Leon just has his jacket and gun bc apparently his plot armor is very thick

#capcom continously not caring to give Leon proper protective gear will never not be funny to me

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aussiepineapple1st · 11 months

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Hi there! If your taking requests can you do a Leon x reader where they have a baby and one night theyre sleeping in bed when there's an intruder in the house and it ends up being Ada and Leon goes to check it out and tries to reason with Ada. The reader goes to check on Leon when they see Ada holding their baby and hears her arguing with Leon. Leon telling her to hand the baby over and get the hell out but the reader steps between Leon and Ada and sizes Ada up saying "what the hell do you think your doing with my baby?" Like a badass reader and Leon being impressed and just so in love?

Thank You! 🥰

I will do my best!😅

Stolen Child

Words: 1,266 Contains: Daddy Leon, guns

Coming back from feeding your 5 month old daughter, you slide back in bed with your husband. Rolling over Leon had stayed awake just in case you needed his help, insisting you got it this time.

"Is she happy now?" He asks pulling you into his body to get comfortable once again.

"She is... But you should be asleep, you had it tough the last week." You were worried about your husband's health, he had come home to you bloody and bruised. You had been with Leon during Racoon City, you also had managed to live a fairly normal life. Working your way up to your own dream job as a successful Café owner.

"I'm alright, I just feel bad leaving you alone with her for so long."

You shake your head at his words and snuggle into his warm chest. "You do more than enough for both of us already." Sighing, you close your eyes. She would be wanting another feed at around 4am so you had a few hours to sleep.

An hour passes and you feel Leon pulling away from you leaving the bed. You wake up, but guess he was only going to the toilet. Staying on your side you start falling back asleep when you hear Leon talking, you groan and sit up. Does he really have a call at this time of night? You reach over turning on the lamp beside you and look over to his table... No, his phone was right there. You didn't hear a knock at the door?

Sliding out of the bed, you use the carpet to your advantage and stay in the hall, listening to where his voice was coming from.

"I won't ask you again." There he was, in your daughters room, the tone of his voice had your heart racing. Peeking through the gap in the door you see Leon standing there, facing the window. His arms were extended, holding his gun in his hands. Trained on a woman holding something in her arms.

"Put her back in the crib or so help me I'll shoot." Leon's voice was low and demanding, but soft enough to not wake the still sleeping baby.

"You wouldn't do that, I might drop her." The woman's voice was smooth and sensual, mocking Leon with what she knew he would never do while his daughter was in danger.

You couldn't just stay hidden! Opening the door, the woman pulls her own gun on you. "What the hell are you doing with my baby!?" You didn't care if you woke her, you wanted her out of the arms of this intruder. Who would steal a baby?!

"Ada, don't." Leon warned as he steps between you and her gun. So this was Ada? The very same woman Leon had told you about from Racoon City when you had both been separated in the mayhem. The woman who he would tell you kept popping up on his jobs.

Placing a hand on the back of his shoulder you step around your husband, his finger leaving the trigger, almost starting to squeeze it. Still keeping it trained on Ada he makes sure you weren't in the way if he needed to in fact, shoot her. "What do you plan on doing with her?" You ask.

Ada just glanced down at the still sleeping babe, a smirk pulling at one side of her lips then lifting her gaze to you once again. You had stepped close enough for the barrel of her pistol to be pressed against your collar bone. Ada frowns at how ballsy you were, she could tell why Leon had fallen for you and was still with you even after so long. "Sorry, but I don't work and tell."

Leon was stood directly behind you, so you knew she wouldn't shoot, just in case she hit him. Ada not expecting the speed in which you had grabbed her wrist and lifted her arm to the ceiling, your grip making Ada wince slightly as you step even closer. Yes, you were shorter than she was, by half a head, but your intense stare made up for your height intimidation.

"You'll hand my baby back to me now and leave the same way you came in. And if I ever..." You lower your voice to a growl. "Ever! See you again, I will Not hesitate to shoot you, unlike my husband."

Ada tilts her head up, seeing in your eyes you weren't joking. Maybe the job she thought would be easy wasn't, not with you being the child's mother. She looks to Leon who was smirking at you, she could tell he was impressed by your show of protection for your daughter. Reluctantly she allows you to take your baby back from her arm, your hand still holding her wrist tight.

Once your daughter was back in your arms and only then did you remove your grip from Ada's wrist. Leon pulls you back into his side as he keeps his gun on Ada. "You heard her.. On your way." Leon motions with his gun for her to leave through the open window.

Once she leaves you wait before removing your gaze from the window and felt your legs go weak under you, the adrenaline leaving your body almost instantly. Leon saw you drop and half catches you, kneeling down beside you as you sat on the carpeted floor, cradling your baby. "You okay?" Leon asked seeing you starting to tremble.

"Y-Yeah, I'm okay, just.. my legs aren't working right now. Heh.." You were so scared, but protecting your daughter was your main objective, worrying about if you got shot later. "Did.. Did I do good?"

Leon just lets out a low chuckle from a closed mouth, rubbing your arms to help calm you down. "Yeah, I was even scared for a moment there." He didn't want to put his daughter back in her crib, not tonight. And it looked like neither did you, so he ends up scooping you into his arms while you held your baby.

"No you weren't.." You pout.

"Really, I was." He carries you back into your bedroom, placing you on your side of the bed. "I was scared you would be shot."

"Oh.. Right." Leon walks down stairs to fetch a U-shaped pillow, placing it in the centre of your bed. You then gently lay your daughter in the middle, both of her parents laying on either side of her for protection. You lay on your side, head on the pillow surrounding the tiny infant. Leon was doing the same, reaching down to use his index finger to draw tiny circles on the inside of her open palm.

She closed her fingers around Leon's finger causing a big smile to pull the corners of his lips. You watch the smile on his face and he looks up to you. "I was really proud of you for standing up against Ada. You were so hot."

"Oh please." You blush and pull the blanket over your shoulder. "You probably do that type of thing daily."

"Yes.. Sort of.. But you don't. God, I love you so much." He said reaching over his daughter and gently touching your cheek.

Your cheeks turn a darker red and look in his eyes that looked at you with pure admiration. He had seen a new side of you tonight and it only made him fall more in love with you. "I love you too, but we really need to figure out something about house security so this doesn't happen again."

"Right.."

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wisecrackingeric-2 · 4 months

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“Am I going mad? I can’t die now and leave my boy behind. Dear God, please protect him.”

-‘Old Man’s Journal’

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bitsandbobsofwriting · 2 years

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Hey, so I started thinking of the age gaps the way you thought of them and possible implications and then started thinking: what if when Leon was still relatively young and either a squire accompanying knights or a fresh new knight himself, it’s only been a handful of years since Balinor fled, and Uther is still occasionally sending out hunting parties for him. I just imagined them coming through Ealdor, and Leon is a good knight, a loyal one, but he was also young once, so I started to think of different scenarios: what would happen should he come across little baby/toddler Merlin who just so happened to have magic, Leon potentially sparing him; or they discover someone else with magic and Merlin witnessing that killing blow; or or or, maximum angst— Merlin’s always been immortal and this is the first time it’s proven only to himself because Leon does discover him, and he is a knight that fights for king and country… (and there’s so much guilt, but what else can he do, he needs to extinguish the evil in this land). How does this affect Merlin, his fear of Camelot’s knights, his fear of Leon— does Leon recognize him but doubts himself, starts protecting him when he finds out in an effort to make up for it, is he weirdly subconsciously suspicious of him etc…. sorry was just thinking of your estimated ages, with Leon being maybe max 20 years older and if we lower that a bit, well my head started spinning with possibilities cause I love Merlin & Leon, as friends or more, but sometimes I love angst a little bit more

Ok. Uh.

I'm in love with you. I'm in love with you so hard.

I think this might have to be a two version fic:

1) I LOVE the idea of Leon recognising Merlin when they meet again (like 11/12 years ish later) but Merlin having little to no memory of squire!Leon rescuing him, and taking him back to Ealdor after he got lost in the woods.

So, version one is happy!! Little Merlin is lost in the woods, at like... five or six?? Leon is a squire, maybe sixteen, invited along on one of the now rare Balinor hunts that clandestinely cross the Essetirian border. No one else cares about this kid, they just want to leave him where they found him, but he’s crying and obviously sick and won’t survive what looks like another night in the forest. The captain of the patrol takes pity though and allows Leon (who’d been the only one standing up for this kid) to take a horse and a couple days’ of supplies to take him to the closest village, which is at least a day away. So Leon takes little Merlin, learns his name, learns where he’s from (thank God, because he recognises the name from the maps he’d sneakily looked at, and he’s fairly sure that’s the one he’s heading to), and at night, Merlin has a nightmare, as lost and scared and hungry kids do, and does magic in his sleep. Leon freaks, but calms him down and tells him to be careful and looks after him and learns that one can be born with magic, and becomes a good guy in terms of magic, though secretly. Hunith and Merlin reunite, and Leon makes a low comment about keeping an eye on him, and making sure he’s grows up knowing the importance of secrets, before riding off to find his patrol again.

Fast forward twelve or so years, Merlin has basically no recollection of this, because he was sick and young and terrified and sort of traumatised by it, though his mum did tell him it happened (that he got lost, and a stranger bought him home after a few days. He always sort of thought it was made up though, to scare him into not wondering off/showing strangers his magic) but Leon recognises this teen’s name. Weird, but not too weird. Then the name of the village he’s from. Hmm. Then the name of his mother, when it eventually comes up. That, on top of the dark hair and blue eyes and the timing... Leon goes Oh Shit. When the magic reveal happens, he’s the first to jump to Merlin’s defence and is all “I thought I told you to get better at keeping secrets, kid” and Merlin is all ??? But other shit is happening right now so whatever. Later, Leon is all “You really don’t recognise me, do you?” and reveals all. They becomes bestie-brothers. Cuteness.

2) I ALSO love the idea of it being the opposite. Leon’s patrol coming across Merlin, seeing him do magic, and killing him, with LOTS of angst, and Leon not recognising Merlin, but Merlin recognising, and being terrified of, Leon.

So say after the Now Rare Balinor Hunting Patrol actually sees five or six year old Merlin do magic, Leon is forced, as the squire who needs to get his hands dirty to know what it’s like being a knight, to hold the child down as someone else kills him. Little Merlin is crying and screaming and throwing little golden sparks everywhere, but he’s weak and scared and it doesn’t do any damage (except maybe giving Leon a tiny weeny burn scar on his cheek?? Looks more like a blemish scar than a burn sort of thing?? Oh for sure. Leon subconsciously rubs at it whenever magic is discussed, and Merlin recognises the scar almost before he recognises the man himself) so he dies. Leon like... has to excuse himself to go cry in the woods, and he almost quits training then and there, screw his parents’ expectations, but the older knights are on a spectrum between “I know the first is always difficult, but these creatures are evil and they deserve it” to just straight up laughing at him, and he sticks it out. At first, he tries to convince himself that that little kid deserved it, that he even deserved to just be left in the woods, not burned, not buried, not anything. But he just... can’t. So as he gets stronger and more politically powerful, as a knight and as a Noble, the more secretly pro magic shit he does (sorta like Smuggling Ring but less extreme). He’s literally haunted by what happened to that kid, about what he did to that kid.

BUT THEN!!! Merlin comes to Camelot!! And Leon doesn’t recognise him, because of course he doesn’t, he doesn’t even twig, because in this version he has no clue what the kid’s name was, or where he was from (though he remembers painfully what he looked like, in his last moments). Plus, as far as he’s concerned, that kid is long dead and never coming back. But Merlin recognises him. And it’s just this... deeply ingrained fear response, even if his mind can shallowly recognise that the knight never looks happy when people call magic evil. He can’t be in the same room as him without getting short of breath, he can’t make eye contact without his irises going gold and his hands sparking a little. And it’s fine in the beginning because they have nothing really to do with each other, but later, when the gang more officially forms, it becomes a lot more obvious. Leon corners him one day and Merlin is scared shitless, and failing miserably to hide it. Leon demands to know what the hell is up, and eventually Merlin sort of tells the truth, sort of lies, saying “I saw you. When I was a kid, I saw you killing that boy, in the woods. Just because of his magic. And everyone laughed as it happened. He... was my friend, and I saw what you did. Don’t ask me not to be terrified of you.”

Leon drags him back to his chambers and shuts the door and Merlin is terrified and can’t seem to summon his magic, and Leon just sits on the bed and like... cries. Because he’s seen some shit. He’s battled the dragon, he’s lost countless friends, been injured and almost died so many times, had parents that never showed him the time of day, let alone pride, or love, or protection. And still, he explains, that was the single worst day of his life, and he has never forgiven himself for not demanding that he was killed alongside that boy. He explains all that he’s done, to protect magic users, to protect Druids, to persuade his friends and colleagues and other knights that perhaps magic isn’t that bad, but he’s never thought it was enough, and he still has nightmares almost every night about the look on that child’s face as he’d held him down, as he’d screamed and cried and bled out. And Merlin just loses it. He’s trying so hard to be angry, but ultimately he’s just so godamn traumatised, and so damned scared, and so damn empathetic, that he can’t help but feel sorry for Leon too, even though he’ll never fully forgive him, and will always be a little nervous of him (he can’t stand when Leon touches his shoulders/wrists or is physically above him, Merlin can’t sit down with Leon stood up next to him, etc). He tells the truth, that he was the boy, that that was the day he’d discovered he was immortal. It’s totes emotional and they both sob.

They start getting on a lot better, Leon is protective of Merlin to the EXTREME, and starts, in private at least, calling Merlin Miracle. Because he’s the boy that came back to life, and though Leon sort of... hates that he was lucky enough to get the second chance (because regardless of whether the kid would wake up again, he thought he was killing him. He did kill him. He doesn’t deserve a second chance, not for this), he’s also grateful beyond words that he gets to explain to his Miracle Boy how sorry he is, how much he’s trying to repent.

ANYWAY it’s totes angst, and will be very gory.

I am adding these to The List, and I’m so so so excited :D

This is literally incredible. I really need to think more about “earlier meeting AUs” with the knights because it’s always just fun. Maybe I’ll write a crack fic where all the knights (Leon, Elyan, Percival, Lancelot, Gwaine) have somehow met each other all before, individually. It’s the Spiderman meme but to the extreme lol :P

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