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Hi! Well, um... Yeah, my obsession with Leopold won't let me go ╮(￣ω￣;)╭
(Just a friendly reminder that English isn't my first language, so there might be grammatical and/or punctuation mistakes)
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★ This year's winter wasn't very snowy, but that didn't change the fact that it was freezing cold. How nice that it's Friday night and you can finally sit at home, warm up in your favorite ugly sweater, and watch your favorite TV show. In the company of your beloved man, of course.
★ Leopold and you sat on the couch, the curious gaze of those chameleon eyes, now shining brown in the warm light, attentively absorbing what was happening on the screen, as if he were trying to understand what you liked so much about this show (which was indeed the case). His arm was not too possessively tight, but confidently embraced you around the shoulders as you snuggled up to his side, resting your head on his shoulder.
★ Your eyes shifted from the screen to Leo, and your lips parted as you were about to comment on the scene, but then you noticed how intently this man was watching every frame, as if it weren't just a cartoon drawn mainly for a teenage audience. And something about seeing him so interested made your lips stretch into a smile, and despite the chill in the apartment, your chest filled with warmth from his enthusiasm for your interests.
★ With the same smile, you moved your head on his shoulder, pressing closer to his side until there was no hint of distance between you, and the tip of your nose barely brushed the curve of his neck. This made Leopold flinch and his breathing falter. You lift your head from his shoulder, blinking at him in surprise, and he, meeting your gaze, chuckles quietly and awkwardly.
"My apologies. It's just that your nose feels cold on my skin."
★ He reaches his free hand toward yours, and his fingers gently envelop your palm. For a moment, he frowns, and a hint of concern flashes across his eyes. Your fingers feel cold, too.
"How are you feeling, dear? Have you caught a cold?"
★ Calmly, Leopold leans toward you and his lips, so soft and warm against your skin, rest on your forehead for a few brief seconds.
"No. I'm just a bit chilly."
★ He looks at you and his gaze softens. Your hand is still in his, and his thumb rubs the skin of your knuckles with such tenderness that it makes your chest ache, while the arm he has around you strokes your shoulder.
"Should I bring you a blanket?"
"No, it's fine, really."
★ Leo doesn't seem quite satisfied with your answer, but his slight frown reveals only concern and worry about your health and condition. He slowly brings your hand to his face and leaves a long, chaste kiss on your fingers.
"Then I'll make you some tea."
★ He gets up from the couch before you can try to talk him out of it again and heads to the kitchen, where a little later you hear the sound of running water and the click of the electric kettle. After a while, Leopold returns with your favorite mug, steaming with hot tea (from that very assortment of tea bags that you love, but he considers it a perversion and a mockery of real tea, but still brews it for you when you ask).
★ He hands you the mug with a quiet, caring "be careful, it's hot" and settles down next to you again, gently hugging you with his arm so you don't accidentally spill tea on yourself. You sip slowly from the mug and hum quietly with satisfaction.
"Better?"
"Yeah, thanks."
Leopold quickly pecks you on the temple with a light and somewhat triumphant smile before his gaze shifts to the screen.
"What did I miss?"
★ With quiet enthusiasm, you recount the parts of the show he missed, while he keeps his attention focused on you and the current events in the show. And in moments like these, quiet nights in the apartment with him seem like the best way to warm up on these cold days.
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I made some things with my mp100 oc and I really want to show them to you 🥲
(He's just walking her home I swear)
Her name Hakura Kumano and she's got albinism (why I feel like it's cringe)
Due to her poor health, she often misses classes, and Ritsu, as her classmate, helps her catch up on the study material (WHY I FEEL LIKE IT'S CRINGE OH MY GO-)
Hi!! I know I've been gone for a while, but I wanted to share with you a snippet of my recent dream <(￣︶￣)>
(English is not my first language! There may be grammatical or/and punctuation mistakes)
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★ The quiet rumble of the city outside the window, which didn't stop even during the night, accompanied the moon and greeted the dawn. The sun lazily provided its rays through the slightly parted curtains, outlining a thin golden line across the room. As the bright yellow ball rose from the horizon, the golden line moved higher and higher across the bed until it fell on Leopold's face.
★ He grumbled and reluctantly opened his eyes, blotting out his interrupted sleep. His head turned toward the bedside table, the clock that said early hour staring back at him. He tried to raise his hand to run it over his face, but felt a strange heaviness on it. It was only a moment later that he realized it was your head resting on his shoulder.
★ You hummed grudgingly in your sleep, feeling his muscles move under the weight of your head. "Five more minutes." you muttered, burying your face in the hollow of his shoulder, trying to hide from the bright light.
"No no, sleep sweetheart. It's early." Leo's voice reached your ears in a soft whisper as his lips brushed the skin of your forehead, lingering there for a good few seconds. His unsheathed arm wrapped around your body, pulling you closer against his chest.
★ With the same disgruntled groan and sleepy intentness, you settled comfortably on his body, your head now resting on his chest, your ear nestled where his heart beat quietly and peacefully. Leopold grimaced slightly when the blood could circulate unimpeded through his arm again, the tips of your fingers feeling like they had been pricked by a thousand and one needles.
"What time is it?"
"We have a couple more hours. Go back to sleep." his now free hand bent at the elbow, palm resting gently on the top of your head and slowly making its way down to the crook of your neck.
"I didn't even wake up." the corners of your lips lifted in a reluctant smile, only to relax almost immediately as you fell back into sleep, influenced by Leo's warm embrace and his seemingly hypnotizing heartbeat beneath your ear.
★ Leopold lay there for a while, looking at your motionless, snoring body while his fingers played with the strands of your hair, the light of the sun shimmering gold on them, before he sank back into the soft shroud of sleep.
★ Maybe you both won't remember this morning moment, clouded by a drowsy haze. Or maybe you will cherish it like other quiet and intimate moments somewhere in the corner of your heart.
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Hi!! For all those who are tired of all this shit (myself included)
(English is not my first language! There may be grammatical or/and punctuation mistakes)
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★ It was one of those days when everything just seemed too much. The sky was too gray, plus it had snowed overnight and you could already feel how you'd have to trudge through streets piled with nasty, sticky snow with ice hiding underneath. The coffee seemed too bitter, and when you added just a little extra sugar, it tasted like a mishmash of all the disgusting sweets in the world (the urge to throw the mug out the window has never been so tempting). The footsteps of the neighbors from above seemed too loud. The disadvantages of living in high-rise buildings are cardboard walls. Yes, it was one of those days. And every time in the midst of that "too much" you felt "not enough". Not enough sleep, although you definitely definitely slept your fair share. Not attractive enough because of which you spent more time on your makeup than usual (you ended up just washing off the end result because you didn't like it and just did a "no makeup" makeup look). And unfortunately, even Leopold's presence didn't help brighten the morning of this lousy day.
★ Leopold, for his part, did not immediately realize it, because at first everything felt as usual with your morning grumpiness. He didn't realize it until the two of you sat down to breakfast. The way you barely got the words out of your mouth said that you just wanted this day to be over quickly. You even recoiled from his kiss on your cheek. He knew that you were extremely detached, both emotionally and physically, on days like this, but it still hurt his feelings a little(
★ On days like this, he tries not to bother you too much. He does everything as usual, but he tries not to be too intrusive, tries to give you more space. But tonight when you get home, he sees that you're on edge. And he just... doesn't know what to do. He wants to come up to you, hold you close and tell you that everything is fine, that he is here for you. But on the other hand, he's afraid that it will make things worse. That's why he can't find a place for himself. He's really worried.
★ The last drop of your boiling frustration is a fallen spoon. You'd think, what's the big deal? But instead of that spoon, you fell too. You couldn't take it. Things aren't going the way you want them to today. Everything is falling out of your hands, even that damn spoon.
Leopold came running at the sound of your sobs. You were sitting on the kitchen floor, crying, almost choking. He felt his heart sink into his stomach.
"Hey, hey, hey." he sat down next to you, examining you for any injuries, "Are you hurt? You okay?"
No, you obviously weren't okay. You were tired. Everything seemed so irritating, so hard on you. You just couldn't hold it in anymore.
His stomach twisted from your sobs. He'd never seen you like this before, so he was confused, not knowing what to do. So he did what his gut told him to do. His arms wrapped around your tear-streaked body, pulling you against his chest. He sighed in relief when he felt you cling to him, accepting his embrace. His palm slowly stroked your back in a soothing manner. He pressed his lips to the crown of your head, whispering into your hair.
"It's okay. It's gonna be okay."
"I'm so tired." you've managed to squeeze out of yourself.
"I know, I know. And you're doing great. You're very strong. Thank you for all your hard work."
The words, meant to comfort you, made you cry even harder. It's been so long since you've heard that. You couldn't even remember the last time you'd been praised. And with the warmth of his body, you just fell apart. Everything that had accumulated during the day and more, you cried with your tears, which soaked into Leopold's t-shirt with a dark stain.
★ You don't know how much time you spent here on the cold tile of the kitchen. The only thing that left you grounded was his whispers and his warm, strong embrace. He knew you were strong, and he knew that even the strongest person can break. And he was willing to be here for you, to be your shoulder to cry on (literally and figuratively), to be your pillow of safety if you fell.
I still can't accept the fact that people are liking and reblogging my madman's notes (headcanons). Like... That's so cool. People like my writing. I'm flattered. Thank you all so much for the feedback (◡‿◡✿)
Hi!! This thing probably came out a little (not a little) OOC, but it's my vision of the character and my headcanons, so you have every right to disagree with them (as if you needed my permission ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ)
(English is not my first language! There may be grammatical or/and punctuation mistakes)
𝙇𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙈𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 𝘼𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙩
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★ Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
The king of aftercare. He'll be sure to ask if you're okay. Does it hurt? Did he overdo it? Are you thirsty? Hungry? Run a bath? He just loves you and cares about you. He doesn't want to be the cause of your discomfort.
★ Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Leopold loves everything about you: your beautiful, soft breasts, which he lovingly lavishes with tender kisses; your wonderful thighs, which he squeezes almost possessively every time; your face, which conveys all your pleasure, especially that blissful smile you give him after you've cum. The list could go on, but the point is that of all of these, your hands are the ones he loves a little bit more. The way your delicate fingers gently touch him, running from his shoulders, down his chest, and down further and further... So, yes. Your hands.
Not exactly a body part, but I think he loves his hair. He likes the contrast between the way you play with them gently and lovingly in a non-sexual context and the way you roughly pull them when he eats you out to show him where it feels good.
★ Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
I think he's kind of squeamish about it. He doesn't mind your cum, but he does mind his own cum. Cum on his fingers, on his face, on his cock, he'll take it as a reward. But when he cum, he feels dirty and feels like he's dirtying you. When he comes on your tummy, on your hand, or on your face, he can't help but apologize and the first thing he does is look for something to wipe the white nasty stuff off you. Why do I think that? I don't know. But this my headcanon, so Idgaf :P
★ Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Sometimes his pride gets in the way, and this one is no exception. Leo never admits it, but maybe, just maybe, he enjoys eating you out more than he should. Why does he consider it his dirty secret? Well, he generally finds the concept of giving a head very vulgar, perversely dirty. That's why he gets embarrassed every time you try to go down on him. But if you ask for it? Well, who is he to deny his precious woman?
★ Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
I've been reading stuff from my favorite writer ( @rosenclaws hi!! ) where he is a virgin and I like it, a lot. But I don't think Leopold is inexperienced. I mean, come on, he's 30 (or over it). I think he had some experience, after which he accordingly drew conclusions and realized: sex with a person with whom there is no special connection is not the thing. So, in your guys first time, he definitely know what he's doing.
★ Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Missionary definitely. Eye contact during the process is important to him. He wants to see your face, to look into your eyes clouded with pleasure, to be able to reach your soft lips.
The cowgirl is also go. I mean, he'd rather he give you pleasure, and in this position, you do most of the work. But if that's what you want, then again, who is he to deny his precious lady?
★ Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Serious. Very serious. Okay, maybe not very. There may be the occasional little gigglee with chuckles slips in, but mostly, he's serious.
★ Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He's hairy. Not super hairy, but like... any normal man? A little bit of chest hair and a pretty trail from his belly button down to his groin area.
He's not shaved, but he's neatly trimmed. Did you see what the fuck they shaved with in the 19th century? I wouldn't shave my private parts with that stuff either...
★ Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Sex for Leopold is an act not only of coitus of bodies, but also of souls. I like an expression I've seen in some headcanons. "He doesn't fuck, he makes love." And that expression, in my opinion, accurately describes him.
Tomorous foreplay with gentle touches and loving, unhurried kisses. Gentle words, compliments that whispers remain on the skin. It's all a necessary part of the process. What is the point of sex, if not to spill out all your love and affection for your partner during it?
★ Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
I think he jerked off in his youth, well... enough. He was a boy, hormones were running wild, and his uncle was always getting on his nerves. It was one way to blow off steam quickly.
He doesn't do it very often now. Why would he when he has you? I don't mean that he uses you at any moment, but then when he feels the need for you, he will very temptingly offer to help you relax after a day at work.
★ Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Praise kink. Both giving and receiving. He'll shower you with compliments, tell you how beautiful you are, how delightful you are, how breathtaking you are, and many other highly literalized words. In return, tell him how well he's doing, how good he's doing you, and he'll turn into a puddle in your arms.
★ Location (favorite places to do the do)
Bedroom. It's cozy there, it's comfortable, it's easier to create an atmosphere of intimacy, and no one will disturb you. A couch in the living room? Under question with a small grimace "meh", but it can also go.
Other places Leopold does not perceive. Bathroom? Injury hazard. Kitchen? You cook and eat there, for God's sake. Outside the apartment in general? No. Just... no.
★ Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Your touch. Not all of them, but certain ones. He's a perceptive guy, so he can tell which of your touches are just a show of affection and which are a signal for action.
★ No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Things that can hurt you. Including choking and spanking. Imagine his confused expression when you ask for it. He looks at you like a lost kitten. Why would he do that? Isn't it painful, isn't it humiliating..? So, yes, you will have to have a long discussion about this if you really want him to do it.
Public sex. Absolutely not. It's an act of intimacy between two people who love each other. Why take it outside of your home? Outside the bedroom, basically...
★ Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
As you can tell from what I've already written, he likes to give more than to receive. The way you squirm, the way you whine out his name while his tongue laps over your sensitive clit, the way your taste feels on his taste buds. He loves all of that.
But when you give... It feels weird. Not unpleasant, but he feels like he might hurt you that way (imagine his worried face when you first choked on his cock or when he thought he grabbed your hair too hard)
★ Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He starts slowly, as if savoring each thrust. The way your inner walls clench around his length makes his head spin.
If you need time to get used to him, he stops, switching to caressing your body. Gentle kisses on your neck, soft whispers in your ear, soothing slides of his hands along your torso.
Ask him to speed up and he'll speed up, but again, he'll try to be careful in his movements.
So, yes. Slow and sensual.
★ Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He doesn't understand the concept of quick sex at all. Explain it to him or not explain it to him, he won't get it. But if you, as you put it, "need to blow off steam before work", he won't mind helping you out. But I don't think you guys have quicks a lot.
★ Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He wouldn't mind experimenting, within reason. A new position or some little added aspect to sex, maybe even a little roleplay, yep yep yep. But I don't think he would want to try anything... extreme.
★ Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
One round, in extremely rare cases two. But this one round lasts a long time, so at the end you are both satisfied and tired.
★ Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Imagine Leopold's concerned face when he found your vibrator (or any other toy, at your discretion). He asked you to explain what it is and what it's for. You, fighting your own embarrassment (or not, again depending on you), explain it to him. And... He's interested in trying it. He wants to see what the toy is like in practice. And the result is quite satisfying )0)
So yeah. I think the toy will still be a part of your sex life from time to time. (btw, my fav writer have headcanon about this)
★ Unfair (how much they like to tease)
I don't think he's the teasing type. He'll give you what you want, he won't say no (although his long foreplay sometimes feels like teasing). He wants you to enjoy the process, that's the whole point, isn't it?
★ Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
I don't think he's loud during the process. A little groan here, a little whimper there. It doesn't mean he doesn't feel good, no. He just thinks a man shouldn't make a lot of noise in bed. But he does cum loudly, yes. He tries to muffle the loud moan by burying his face in your shoulder, but the fact remains.
★ Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He has sensitive ears, change my mind.
I mean, imagine how his whole body shivers when you lean in and whisper something in his ear. Or the faint moan that escapes his parted lips when you gently bite his earlobe.
★ X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
I think he's, uh... regular size? I'd even say comfortable. Not too big, not too small. So yeah, regular. (I'M NOT GOING TO DESCRIBE HIS DICK HOW PEOPLE EVEN DO THIS)
★ Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
I mean, he's not super horny, but he doesn't have a low sex drive. Something in between. I don't think he'll initiate much, more like adjust to you.
★ Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
I'm sure he won't fall asleep until he's sure you're okay. Once he's sure, he'll hold you against his chest, kiss you gently on the forehead or top of your head, and fall asleep almost immediately.
(Toward the end I just ran out, I think it's noticeable :'р)
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Why tf is English so sparse. In Russian there are so many synonyms, which have a staggered structure, and in English it's all reduced to one fcking word it's fcking ridiculous
