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coqvttes · 8 months

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୨୧― leon k. can’t keep my hands to myself

୨୧˚ synopsis: even if it means he turns up to the station late, rookie leon just can’t leave for work without satisfying his needy girl can he..?

୨୧˚ warnings: nsfw 16+ only, p in v, finger-sucking, petnames, some aftercare, nipple-play, fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!leon, marking, creampie, softie leon, lmk if i forgot anything!

୨୧˚ wc: 1.8k

leon had only just started his job, and yet almost every day, he is late to work. always turning up at the station in a rush, hair in an absolute state, uniform messy. and who’s to blame? you. his needy girlfriend, who just can’t get enough of him.

and today he was definitely going to be late. as the sun, shining through the curtains, illuminating leon as he got ready to go to the station, he woke up late this morning. he really tried to be as quiet as possible, not wanting to wake you from you sleep, wanting you to get some rest. but his shuffling stirred you awake either way, and you didn’t really mind, you enjoyed watching him get ready. but you were enjoying yourself a bit too much. seeing him walk around the apartment shirtless was entertaining, but it also got you wet. he hadn’t noticed you were awake and he was just about to grab his keys but there you were, yawning as you sat up on the bed, pouting at him.

“leonn, don’t go just yet,” you plead. upon hearing your voice calling out to him, he turns around, lets out a low chuckle at your cute face, and walks over to where you sit on the edge of the bed before he cups your cheek, thumb caressing you tenderly. you nuzzle into his hand, and he smiles at your antics.

“baby, you know i don’t want to, but i’ll be late for work again. i got in trouble last time, you know?” he reasons as he raises a brow. but you know he’s not actually mad, and he shows you by leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead as if to make up for having to go to work.

“pleeease, don’t wan’ you to go yet,” you whine as he stands back up. you grab his hand and tug him towards you.

“i’ll be-” you interrupt him as you bring his hand to your mouth and kiss his palm. you start peppering kisses over his fingers before taking one in your mouth, sucking it gently as you gaze up at him. leon’s breath hitches as he takes in the sight, his pants straining while he tries to maintain his composure. he feels really bad. the last thing he wants to do is leave you on your own and go to work; he'd rather stay in with you. you let go of his finger with a pop, shuffling further into the bed as you lean back against the soft pillows. giving him that look that he just can’t deny.

“the bed is colder without you to keep me warm, leon..” he stood still, unsure of what to do, but felt himself harden slightly at your words. surely he could spare a few minutes to satisfy his girl, because he can’t turn up to work with a hard on, could he?

he climbs onto the bed in front of you. he slides his right hand slowly up your thigh to the waistband of your sleep shorts. he smirks as he dips his fingers into your shorts when he feels the wetness over your clothed cunt.

“so wet for me, aren’t ya?” he groans, and you buck up into his hand when he rubs your clit over the cotton of your panties. he smiles at your reaction.

“you’re so beautiful, you know,” he whispers.

“take it off, leon,” you beg, your eyes gazing into his ocean blue ones. your lips parted slightly because of how much you wanted to kiss him right now.

“say please, baby,” he teases when he notices your impatience. he pulls on your panties slightly before letting it snap back gently against your cunt and you whine.

“please leon. wan’ you to stop teasing me,” you cry. he smiles before slipping off your shorts and panties. he pushes himself up a bit to kiss you passionately, and you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in a little closer. you kiss him back fervently while his rough hands sneak up under your cute top, and he groans softly into your mouth when he feels your nipples harden under his gentle touch. he teases your sensitive nipples, pinching, twisting, and toying with them until you can’t help but mewl into his mouth.

“p-please,” you beg pathetically, arching your back and pushing your chest up into his hands. you wriggle your lower body closer to him, pressing against his clothed dick.

“you’re such a good girl, aren’t ya, always asking so nicely,” he coos before he pushes your top over your tits and leans down to kiss the valley between your breasts. he envelopes your nipple in his hot mouth and coats it in his saliva, kissing it tenderly. he smiles when you let out a soft moan. he sits back up on his knees and pulls his shirt over his head, throwing it to the floor before unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans. he pulls them down along with his briefs, just under his cock.

you can't help but let out a moan when he finally pulls his dick out, oozing out pre-cum. gosh he wants you just as much as you want him so badly. you reach out your small hand to pump him a few times. he groans softly before replacing your hand with his, sliding it up and down, then guiding himself towards your leaking entrance. he grabs both of your legs and wraps them around his waist. you lock them tightly around him, keeping him as close to you as possible.

“my good girl,” he whispers when his tip presses against your wet slit before sliding in slowly. you moan out and reach for him desperately. he leans down closer and kisses you lovingly. you're moaning as he pushes his length in deeper until he finally bottoms out. the stretch always hurts a bit. you hold your breath unknowingly as you try to relax around him. he notices you tense up and comforts you.

“just breathe, baby,” he whispers comfortingly as his thumb rests on your bottom lip, parting it slightly. he stays like that for a few seconds, kissing and sucking your neck to let you adjust to his size, before you manage to ask him to move. he smiles before he pulls out and pushes in slowly. you gasp at the sudden pleasure, and your hands fly up to grasp onto his broad shoulders tightly as he continues to fuck you in a perfect rhythm. he holds eye contact with you for a few moments before you dip your head into his neck, kissing and marking him up, causing him to moan loudly. you smile at his reaction. you always adore how you can make a strong man like leon crumble for you. you look at the dark mark appearing on his neck, satisfied. but you're snapped out of your trance when a particular thrust hits your sweet spot and you whimper. your warm cunt squeezes around him so perfectly, and he lets a moan slip out, his pace speeding up slightly.

the pleasure continues to build up, and the pain begins to fade away completely. your eyes are shut as you get lost in the ecstasy, giving leon full control to make you feel good. “f-faster!” you whine, and he obliges as always, quickening his pace, thrusting in and out of you, grunting in pleasure. he loves it when you get needy for him like this. knowing that only he can get you all worked up and desperate. he pushes in and out of you, and it just feels so good that he simply can’t hold back his low whimpers and moans. but you love it so much. love the sounds you can pull from him in these intimate moments, and it’s just the same for him too. he loves the little noises you make. those whimpers and little gasps. he could get off on them alone. (oh he has before...)

leon pounds into your cunt, whispering dirty words in your ear that he knows you love, and you look him right in the eyes. your fingers tug and tangle in his blonde hair. he can tell you’re close by how high-pitched your moans are, and his fingers move down to your sensitive clit, rubbing it gently in circular motions. you mewl softly as the pleasure begins to get overwhelming and your fingers slide up to your chest toy with your nipples, adding more stimulation, and you begin to feel your orgasm approaching. he nearly cums at the sight of you making yourself feel good like that, but he does his best to hold back, wanting you to finish first as always.

you feel the pleasure taking over you, and with a moan of his name, your climax washes over you, your legs closing around him tight, pulling him flush against your chest, and he leans down to kiss you hard. your arms drape over his neck. his orgasm approaches, and he lets out a loud, broken moan. his thrusts are losing rhythm as you feel his warm cum fill you up. he smiles down at you and presses his lips against yours softly.

you’re practically panting as he sits back up, kissing your knees before he’s pulling out of you slowly, and you whine at the loss of his warmth. he smiles at that before he gets up to retrieve a cloth from the bathroom before coming back to wipe you down. he always takes such good care of you; even when he's late for work, he never fails to make sure you're okay. sliding your panties back on and patting your cunt gently, he notices your pout.

“come on, princess, let me see that smile,” he says. you don't give in and continue to pout at him. in an attempt to make you smile, he starts to tickle your side, and you squirm in the bed, giggling wildly and smacking his hands away. he grins triumphantly. he chuckles, “i gotta get to work now." he gets off the bed and grabs his shirt that he tossed to the floor earlier and slips it back on over his head, pulling it down and covering up his toned abs that you desperately yearn to get a glimpse of again. he picks up his car keys from the bedside table that's beside you and leans down to press a quick kiss on your forehead.

"i promise i will take care of you tonight, angel," he says as he turns to face you from the door. you smile as you take in his messy yet handsome appearance just as he was leaving, his hair disheveled, his flyer unzipped, and a dark hickey blooming on his neck that he had yet to notice. oh dear, he was definitely getting into trouble at the station today...

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ghosty-writes-23 · 12 days

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RE2R!Zombie!Leon Headcanons.

!TAGS!: Pure Fluff, tiny bit of angst at the start, No NSFW Content, Leon being blissfully unaware of things.

Ghosty's Notes: These headcanons came from a one-shot I wanted to write a while ago but never got around to actually writing, I feel if Leon was a zombie be would be a mix of Wall-e from the Disney Pixar movie and R from the movie Warm bodies, innocent and caring but determined with a good heart.

Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

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Leon was an undercover police officer investigating the umbrella corporation, but sadly he would find himself being betrayed by the people he thought he could trust, and his team mates as he became part of umbrella’s experiments turning him into a zombie causing an outbreak.

Decomposition had been a lot kinder to Leon, his uniform was slightly soaked in blood, some of it was human but mostly his own, he had some open wounds on his shoulders, chest and back they had stopped bleeding but remained opened as he didn’t heal, cuts and bruises littered his face, he made a makeshift muzzle to put over his mouth to prevent him from biting anybody.

Your first interaction with him is in the RPD underground car park, you had injured your leg and now were stumbling into the car park as you could hear the howl of zombie dogs chasing you. Feeling as if you want to give up a cold hand tugged you down by a car, when you looked at who had pulled you down you were met by a pair of cloudy blues eyes that had a dead but curious look to them.

At first you were terrfied thinking he was going to bite and infect you and before you could think your survivor instincts kicked in and you grabbed the knife from your boot and plunged it into his chest, in that moment you froze, in shock and fear not believing you had just done that.

Once you released the handle the zombie looked at you almost sadly before he reached to his chest and pulled the blade out and wiped the dark blood off onto his gloved hand, you looked at him as you started to feel guilty, was it because he didn’t attack you first?

You felt his gloved hand on your cheek and slowly travel down your jawline and your neck, to the top of your shirt the dark blood on his glove smearing into your skin, then he leaned in with his nose brushing it against your neck, you held your breath for a second, he grunted softy before he grabbed your hand and stood up and gently tugged you along with him, at this point you had no option but to follow him.

He took you to what looked like looked like an art room, it was on the second floor of the RPD, it was a small room with a statue and other art pieces, it was cozy and would have to do for the night.

The zombie that brought you here keep guard all night, he sat by the door as if he was trying to protect you and prevent anything from entering.

After that day the zombie followed you around like a puppy, when he isn’t out exploring on his own, he was your shadow and you were NOT allowed to go anywhere without him.

After staying in the RPD art room for 2 days you decided to take off your now pet zombies muzzle, since he just looked uncomfortable, he didn’t try to fight you as your fingers delicately unbuckled the strap and let the metal fall to the floor.

But when you took the muzzle off you heard something that shocked you to your very core. “Keep-You-Safe.” You heard quietly, almost as if your mind was playing tricks on you, his voice was raspy and strand as if he was forcing the words out, but you were in shock.

!ZOMBIES DON’T TALK!

With this new information you found out your zombie’s name was Leon, and he could only speak 3 words at a time, he spoke very slowly and his voice never got louder than a whisper, but you were just in disbelief that he could actually talk.

With his curious nature you had to tie something around his wrist to prevent him from walking off to explore as you have lost him a few times in the RPD.

He likes to help you anyway possible; he just wants to be useful and helpful.

He likes to bring you gifts that he thinks will be useful, like times he brings you things such as bullets, keys, and medical supplies while another time he brought you a shinny rock that was in the shape of a heart from his outdoor adventures. (Much like a penguin)

Some gifts he will give you: Shinny Rocks, Dead Flowers, and anything else he can find that he thinks you will like.

He broke the glass of the vending machine outside the west office on the first floor so you could have something to eat.

Your always having one sided conversation but you know Leon is listening by the way he looks at you, or tilts his head like a puppy when he doesn't understand something, which you don't mind explaining something to him in more detail.

Lets be real, he is the reason you survive the apocalypses.

Angst Ending: The US government discover Leon's existence and without hesitation he is executed to prevent another outbreak despite your begging and pleading trying to make them see he is different from any other zombie.

Happy Ending: With some makeup and somewhat clean cloths you were able to smuggle Leon out of Raccoon city without being detected, but now you had a new mission to find either the scientist that created the virus that infected him or a scientist that could cure him, as you were determined to try and cure Leon to pay him back for protect you in Raccoon city.

He would be willing to sacrifice what little time he has left (his life) if it meant you got out safely.

!ZOMBIES DON'T TALK! (Be patient he is a little slow.)

Y/n watching Leon trying to open a door:

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!One-shots Coming This Month!:

Cat & Mouse. - Detective!Leon + Criminal!Fem!Reader. "Catch Me If You Can Detective Kennedy."

Inspiration. - DI!Husband!Leon + Writer!Fem!Reader. "Let Me Be Your Inspiration Doll."

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shadesoflsk · 4 months

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— MILLION DOLLAR BLOODLINE

PREVIEW

In the middle of the glamorous and alluring 80s decade, a new case of crimes has started to alarm Raccoon City’s citizens. Politicians and cold-blooded people are stabbing each other in their backs, forgetting about alliances or even morals. As a young detective tries to unravel the deep and hidden secrets in the city of freedom, no villain is safe. Meanwhile, a mysterious leaker and traitor is on the loose, working in the shadows to bring down those who drained innocent people of their lives and money.

pairing: Vampire/Agent Leon x Fem Detective reader

warnings: +18 CONTENT MDNI Rivals to lovers, crimes, messed up government, end justifies means type of mindset, set in the 80's, misogynistic terms, (from the press) gore, death, violence, blood, catholic symbolism, angst, Leon is a softie with reader, eventual smut, biting. (Read author's note for more information.) I'll write new warnings for each chapter.

CHAPTER I — Adam & Eve

CHAPTER II — Traición

CHAPTER III — Revelation

CHAPTER IV — Songs of Solomon

CHAPTER V — Judas

CHAPTER VI — Apocalypse

author's note: Hello! How's everyone? This is my first time writing a series and yeah... I have always liked mystery and crime novels so I knew I had to do this at one point. Leon being a vampire is a plus because I was dying to write him as one. But he's still the same agent even though he might nom nom on reader's neck once! (or twice)

If you have any other question regarding any warnings or content, feel free to send me an ask. (And please, read my guidelines so you know what I'm not comfortable writing)

I'll try to post the first chapter this Friday 2nd.

Take care everyone! Love ya.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #resident evil #resident evil x reader

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bumblebeesfromvenus · 5 months

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Tradition and Love🌹

Leon S. Kennedy x reader

A/N:The third treat for Fi's Christmas Market ☃️ is here! Leon is a huge softie in this (what's new) and it's so wholesome 🥺 I hope you enjoy this one <3

~Fi 🐝

Warnings: tw: Love. First ever L-word, sharing family traditions with our baby <3

Word count: 3.2k

Please don't copy my work! I put a lot of effort and heart into the things I write.

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Your laugh echoed through the hallway of your apartment complex as you stumbled into your home with a very grumpy Leon by your side. The snow on your boots was coming off, landing on the floor.

Leon's face was red, and he muttered unintelligible things under his breath. "I-... I'm sorry, I swear I didn't mean to do that!" You wheezed, doubling over and holding your stomach.

The laughter had coaxed tears to fall from your lashline. He only glared at you, making you break into another fit of giggles. You had taken a walk on this snowy day, and you might've dragged Leon down with you, making snow angels. On your way back, you had slipped your hand from his and balled up some snow and aimed it right at his back.

Well, you're aim was terrible and unfortunately for your boyfriend, he turned around in the worst possible moment with a puzzled expression on his face, looking for the warmth of your hand in his.

Before you could stop yourself, you threw the snowball and it hit him square in the face. Your first reaction was shock, slapping your hands over mouth, which quickly turned into full bellied laughter when you saw the way his shoulders slumped and he let out a defeated sigh before shaking the snow off his face.

"I'm sorry, baby, I didn't think you'd turn around." You fanned away your tears, trying not to break into laughter again. "I didn't think you'd come at me with the snowball of death." He grumbled, rubbing his face, hoping to warm it up.

You did feel guilty, extremely so, but there was just something about the look on his face and the way his cheeks and nose looked so cute when they were all blushed from the cold, that made you want to do it again.

"I'll warm ya up." You smiled, taking his face in your hands and stroking his cheeks while pressing kisses to the tip of his nose and the corner of his mouth.

A hum rumbled through his chest as he stood before you, slightly bending over to compensate for your height difference. "Better?"

"Almost." He smirked, gently moving your hands from his face to his neck and holding onto your waist. He brushed his nose with yours before placing a gentle kiss to your lips. "I'm much better now, thank you, sweetheart." He grinned, slipping his hands from you.

"I'm glad. Wouldn't want my boy to be cold, hm?" The way you said it was like honey, like a sweet dusted in sugar. With the purest intentions and that irresistible smile on your face that Leon swore would make him go into cardiac arrest one day.

He hoped you didn't catch the way he froze for a split second before moving on and acting like your words didn't just set aflame a raging fire in his heart. Leon cracked a smile at the warm feeling in his chest. Finally, after all of it, he knew he was cared for and loved.

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Later that day, you were lounging on the couch, Leon's head was resting in your lap as you were gently running your fingers through his blonde locks. This would be your first Christmas together. A holiday you cherished and held so close to your heart, you would now spend with your lover. Although, love was really an understatement of what you were feeling for Leon. It went so much deeper than words could describe, rooting its way deep into every crevice of your heart.

"Lee, I thought since this is our first Christmas together, we could share some of our family traditions and do them together? If you want to, of course." You smiled down at him softly, caressing his face when he turned his head to look at you.

"I, uh, I don't really have any." He said with a half-hearted smile. You could see that this affected him deeply. The way he tensed in your hold or how he avoided meeting your gaze. A small frown settled on your lips.

"Well, I'd love to share some of mine with you. And we can always make our own, right?"

He chuckled softly, turning fully on his back. "I guess we can. What are some of these traditions?" He asked softly, taking on of your hands from his hair and gently holding it. He did that quite often, but it never managed to stop butterflies from erupting in the pit of your stomach.

"One of them," you began, still stroking his hair, "is throwing a pomegranate on the ground so it breaks. It's good luck for the new year. It's a pretty simple one, but I'd love to do it with you."

"This is not a trick to trap me in the Underworld with you, is it?" He questioned suspiciously. You let out a laugh, throwing your head back.

"No, silly. I wouldn't need to trick you. You'd come with me willingly." You teased.

"Damn right I would. Can't leave my girl alone in a world full of dead people, can I?"

"My gallant hero." You giggled, making a proud smirk appear on Leon's face.

"Downside, it needs to be on Christmas eve for the luck to work, so you're gonna have to wait a little." You looked down at him with a somewhat sorry expression, telling him about these traditions and then making him wait.

"But, I have another one that we could do today!" You announced with a grin and you swear you saw his eyes light up. Even just a little.

"I'm all ears, sweetheart."

"We always called it a 'Light walk'. As the name suggests, we take a walk around the neighborhoods at night and look at all the lights and decorations that people have set up. It's gonna be even better because it snowed. What do you think?" You pressed a kiss to his knuckles.

"I think,"he started, getting up from his place in your lap and settling down next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, "that sounds perfect." He ended it with a whisper close to your ear before kissing your cheek. With a wide smile, you cuddled closer to his side.

"Just don't throw a snowball in my face again, alright?"

"I'll think about it." You grinned.

"Minx."

"You love me."

He hummed in response, letting himself fall on top of you. Leon buried his face in your chest. You were tied down. There was no way you would move now. Not that you wanted to.

"And you love me. Which is why you're gonna let me take a nap on my favorite pillow." He mumbled, eyes falling shut. You laughed softly, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

"I'll wake you when the lights are on." You whispered lovingly, tracing patters on his back. The two of you sunk into the softness of the couch, enveloped by the warm blanket that was your love.

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The sun had set, and you were out and about with Leon. Hand in hand you were walking down the snowy lanes of your neighborhood, illuminated by the plethora of Christmas lights your holiday enthusiastic neighbors had put up. You could see the faintest hint of stars speckled on the indigo night sky, accompanied by the glow of the moon.

"You look beautiful in the moonlight." Leon broke you out of your silence, his voice was soft, and the underlying tone of adoration was hard to miss. "Thank you, baby. So do you." You smiled sweetly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

To say Leon was caught off guard would've been an understatement. He'd never been called beautiful before. He didn't know what to feel. Flattered, shy, embarrassed?

"I- um.. Thank.. you?" He stuttered, his cheeks red. He quickly looked away and cleared his throat.

"No need to be shy. You are pretty. The prettiest, actually."

"Baby-"

"The prettiest of the prettiest." You giggled, seeing him swallow. You couldn't get enough of him like this, the stoic and cold Leon Kennedy was blushing because you called him pretty.

"I think that title goes to you." He smirked. Seemed like he got a hold of his cockiness again. Now, it was your turn to be all flustered.

"Hey, why are you turning this on me-"

"The prettiest girl I've ever seen." He said lowly, his hands stopping you from walking any further as they firmly grabbed your waist. Your eyes widened before a small pout settled on your lips.

"Shut up and watch the lights!" You huffed, still very obviously flustered. Leon laughed before taking a hold of your hand again and continuing your way around the neighborhood.

Some houses had a string of lights or two running along them, others were completely decked in bright, blinking lights and obnoxious inflatable Santas and snowmen. Doors and windows were adorned by green garlands with red ornaments as well as delicate golden decorations.

One of the first houses you'd passed was decorated in every color, cheesy and somewhat tacky decor littered the front yard and the house. A long cable ran across the yard, powering a projector, which made little snowflakes happily dance over the side of the house. "Jesus, those lights are burning holes into my retinas." You complained, holding a hand in front of your eyes to soothe the sting the blue light inflicted on you.

"I think the Santa in swim trunks and a cocktail makes up for it, though." Leon grinned, gesturing to the inflatable Santa that was slightly swaying in the breeze, a pair of sunglasses on his face and a very classic cocktail in a coconut shell in his hand.

"That's not any good if I'm blind, Leon!"

The next house was quite the opposite of the obnoxiously, retina-burning decorated place you'd seen just moments ago. It was so elegantly lit up, very subtle stars and reindeer sculptures were placed in a scene in front of the house. It was eye catching, to the say the least. The homeowner had very obviously put a lot of effort into carefully arranging their decorations. The soft light emitted from the lights cast a golden shimmer on the blanket of snow covering the grass.

There was a big tree as well, dusted in white flakes. A delicate string of lights was wrapped around it, with a beautiful star at the top. A very classic and chic approach to Christmas decorations.

"I like this one. Reminds me of how you decorate." Leon said quietly before cracking a small smile and glancing over the sweet reindeer sculptures. The golden glow looked like a sparkling treasure in his blue eyes. A sea of emotions that was yours to discover. "M'glad you like how I decorate." You smiled softly, admiring his side profile while your arm was hooked into his.

"I like everything you do." Leon had the gentlest look on his face. His brows were pulled together in admiration. He did like how you decorated. It was so you. Regardless, you'd asked for his opinion and thought, which now made it uniquely us as Leon had called it, making your heart skip a beat. Us really had a nice ring to it.

"Look," he pointed to a doe and buck standing next to eachother, "It's us." He chuckled. The two light figures were placed under the shelter of the tree, intwined in an affectionate manner.

"Aw, Leon!" Tiny tears were pricking at the corners of your eyes as you threw your arms around his neck and hugged him tight.

"That's the loveliest thing anyone has ever said to me." You whispered, the smile on your face evident in your voice.

"I can say something even lovelier, you know." Leon spoke softly, his arms holding you against him. "Hm, what?" You asked curiously, hiding your face in his warm chest to hide from the cold. He gently tilted your head up to look at him. Leon was holding you so softly, like you were a delicate glass ornament.

"I love you."

Holy shit. Your eyes widened and your mouth slightly fell agape as you processed what he had said. You hadn't said the dreaded L-word yet. Not in a million years had you expected him to say it first. You could feel your heart swell as if it would jump from your ribcage any second and let itself be cradled in Leon's loving embrace.

You snapped out of your lovestruck trance when you saw him getting antsy. His brows were slightly scrunched together, the corners of his mouth dropped slightly, and he began stroking his thumb over your jaw to distract himself. He was scared shitless.

You weren't saying or doing anything. Was he moving too fast? But he couldn't hold it in anymore, no matter how hard he tried. He had never said this to anyone. Never been this vulnerable around anyone but you. His chest was constricting with anxiety. Leon's thoughts were running amok, conjuring all kinds of different scenarios. Like, what if-

"I love you too."

The heavy Boulder that lay on his chest was shattered by the softness of your voice. He could see the sheen of tears in your eyes and how your bottom lip was pulled between your teeth as to not break into a fit of excitement.

Leon let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. Without another word, he pulled you flush against his chest and laid his head in the crook of your neck, smiling against your skin.

"I love you. Let's go home." He whispered, pressing a kiss just below your ear.

The snow accompanied the two of you as you walked back to your warm home. Leon pampered you with kisses and sweet murmurs through the rest of the evening, and you held him as he fell asleep, telling him just how much you truly loved him.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

"Sweetheart, I know this is important to you, but you're holding up the aisle and it's in the middle of the Christmas rush-"

"I almost got it, I swear! I just need to find the perfect one." You mumbled, standing in the produce aisle. Your field of vision was entirely red as you scanned through the piles of pomegranates. It was the 23rd, and you still needed the fruit for tomorrow evening. You had done the remaining holiday shopping days before, but the pomegranate needed to be fresh.

And here you were, biting at the inside of your cheek while being bumped by stressed parents and shopping carts as you tried to pick out the perfect fruit. It needed to be perfect.

"Honey-"

"I almost got it!" You said nervously, glacing over to see the pushing look of your boyfriend and the displeased faces of many holiday-stressed people.

"C'mon, where are you.." you muttered to yourself, eyes flitting over the shiny heaps of fruit. Your gaze landed on a slightly lumpy pomegranate, it looked vaguely like a heart. That's the one, you thought.

This was your perfect. It wasn't about looking for the roundest, most symmetrical or shiny one. It was about the one that spoke to you. It was unique, you liked it. Your hand quickly darted forward and grabbed it before slithering through the crowds of people to get back to Leon.

"Got it!" You announced proudly, showing off the pomegranate to Leon.

"Good. It's perfect." He smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple. He gently guided you through the store with a hand gently placed on your lower back.

"That grandma behind you was about to jump at your throat." He chuckled.

"She's just jealous I got the best pomegranate."

"I'm sure that's it, Babe."

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

Leon almost stumbled down the stairs of your apartment building, that's how eagerly your were dragging him with you. You were all cuddled up for the cold, in one hand you held the fruit you had acquired yesterday, and in the other you tightly held his.

"Slow down, Baby." He said, trying not to trip and fall into you.

"It's so exciting, hurry!"

He had to admit, although there was the hazard of falling down the stairs and spending Christmas in the hospital, your unbridled excitement made him smile. He sometimes doubted whether you liked, not loved, him.

He knew you loved him with all that you were, but did you like him as a person? He felt ashamed of those thoughts, he didn't want to doubt you. You were his everything, his world, his light. But the way you were so excited to do this with him made the doubt fizzle away. All you'd do was throw a fruit on the ground, yet you acted like it would be the event of the century.

It made his heart beat stronger, he felt giddy, like a teenager. He never had the chance to have a classic high-school sweethearts romance, but you made your relationship feel exactly like that, and he loved you that much more for it.

The cold hit his face when you stormed out the front door with him in tow. You picked a nice spot, not too secluded but also not too in the way as to not make as big of a mess.

"Alright. Okay. Are you ready?" You asked him, holding out the pomegranate. The puzzled look on his face prompted you to explain further.

"I want you to do it."

"But it's your tradition."

"The person who breaks it gets a little extra luck. I want you to have it." You smiled softly, pressing the fruit into his palm.

He would address the chaos of emotions inside of him later, for he feared if he did now he wouldn't be able to hold back. He was caught off guard. You wanted him to have the extra luck.

You could've kept that to yourself, hell, even if you had told him before he still would've encouraged you to be the one to break it. He swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to ignore the sting of tears in his eyes. "Are- Are you sure?"

You nodded encouragingly, giving his wrist a gentle squeeze. You pulled your hands away, giving him room to throw the pomegranate, but he gentle grabbed your hand and placed it on the other side of the fruit.

"Together?" He had a hopeful smile on his face.

"Together."

With both of you having a hold of the pomegranate, you threw it on the ground. It hit the concrete and cracked into two halves, some of the seeds spilling out on the ground.

Leon took your hand in his, lacing your fingers together as you both watched the lights reflect in the crimson flesh of the fruit. The little seeds shimmered like rubies.

"You think we'll have double extra luck now?" Leon smirked. You giggled, squeezing his hand.

"I don't know. I guess we'll have to see just how lucky we get, hm?"

"I couldn't get any luckier." He said softly, pulling you into him and pressing a passionate kiss on your soft lips. They fit perfectly against his, moving in sync. Your arms wrapped around him as he slightly dipped you, making you gasp. He swallowed the sound and could feel you smiling against his lips.

"I love you, Leon."

"I love you ,too, Baby."

The glittery snowflakes cascaded upon the two of you, painting a perfect scene. Your hearts were full, so were your arms. Of eachother, the one you held so dear. The moon and stars shone down on you, sealing your love.

You were filled with warmth and joy, but most importantly, with Tradition and Love.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫

I hope you like it, @vampkennedy <3

#bumblebeesfromvenus #FI'S CHRISTMAS MARKET ☆#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x fem!reader #resident evil leon #leon kennedy fluff

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multi-fandom-imagine · 1 year

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A/n: so I picked, Ada, Luis, Leon { with bonus aunt Ashley }

•+• Ada Wong •+•

Ada liked Leon, she did really but she didn’t love him,Oh no that was saved for you and her children. The only people that she can confidently say that she deeply cared about.

It was quite easy to spoil her little ones, spoil you. Which is why she may have gone a bit over bored with Easter.

Stepping out of the room you held back a yawn though your eyes went wide seeing the living room stuffed with toys. Two large baskets filled to the brim with goodies and treats. Your head suddenly snapped towards where you spotted Ada.

“Looks who finally up.”

“Ada! You’re home!” A bright smile formed on your face. You did your best not to let the tears fall though your children had other planes. The little ones rushing out to greet their mother.

“Mommy!” “Mommy.”

Bending down, Ada smiled softly as she enveloped her children in her arms.

Opening your mother you wanted to ask when she did this though biting your tongue you shook your head kneeling down next to the three. “It’s gonna be a fun day.”

Reaching out, Ada grasped your wrist gently giving you a smile. She would do anything to keep you three happy.

She didn’t care what it might take.

+•+

•+• Leon S. Kennedy •+•

Bonus: Ashely Graham

Leon loved his kids, loved you. Which is why he was happy to finally have a break from all off this. He was grateful to Ashley for being the one to let him spend time with his family.

Glancing at Ashley, he forced a smile slipping out of the car. The young woman was bouncing in her seat at the prospect of meeting you and the twins again.

She already looked up to you and she couldn’t help but think the twins were adorable.

“You don’t have to do this you know…I mean your dad is president.” Slipping out of the car, Ashley let out a gasp following the man.

“That’s to boring! It’s not like I’m gonna do anything fun! Besides I can watch the twins, maybe help them with an Easter egg hunt while you and Y/n have a little fun!”

Stumbling, Leon felt his cheeks burn for a moment. He wasn’t even sure how to respond to something like that. “Ashley!”

Not getting a chance to respond to him, her head snapped towards where the door opened. Two four year olds rushed out the door as you followed right behind them, you’d hand ok your growing belly.

Leon chuckled softly as he took the twins in his arms, giving you a soft smile. “How are you feeling!”

“You didn’t tell me she was pregnant Leon!”Ashley rushed over to you, her hand on your stomach. “Ah I felt the baby kick.”

Clearing out his throat, Ashley’s eyes went wide though a snort escaped her lips seeing that one of the children placed bunny ears on top of his head.

Hugging his children close, he stood up adjusting the ears. “Not a word out of either of you.” Forcing a smile he stood up smiling. “Now let’s go open some baskets.”

+•+

•+• Luis Serra •+•

“Ahh papa! Look at what the Easter bunny brought me.”

Turning his attention to his little girl, Luis chucked softy. Her face was covered in chocolate, and right now he was positive that she wasn’t about get any sleep tonight.

“Ah Conejita! You must be so happy!” Luis ruffled her hair.

The little girl letting out a bright giggle though her eyes went wide as she continues to search her basket for any other goodies.

“You spoil her to much you know.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Luis gave you a teasing smile. His arm wrapping around your waist tugging you close as his lips brushed against yours. “I spoil you to Mi tesoro. You were not complaining this morning.” His voice dipped as he gave you a grin, his hands now resting on your lower back.

“Luis!”

“Papa! What are you and mommy doing?”

Looking away, Luis gave your cheek a pinch as he turned his attention fully to his daughter. “Papa was just making sure mommy is feeling alright…she was quite tired this morning.”

Quickly losing interest in whatever you two might be talking about she turned her attention back to the Easter Basket.

“You’re unreal.” Giving Luis a small smile, you sighed as the baby monitor goes off. “But I love you so that’s all that matters.” You teased pinching his cheek the man let out a playful scoff as you walked off towards your son who was crying.

Watching you leave, Luis stepped closer to His daughter. The man was happy to have a second chance at life and he owed it to Leon.

“Happy Easter Papa!” His daughter gave him a bright smile shoving a chocolate bunny in his face.

Smiling he placed a kiss to her head. “Happy Easter Chiquita.”

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destroy-me-baby · 1 year

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Leon Kennedy headcanons? (Please, Bitte, include Ashley somehow thank you)

Leon Kennedy NSFW hcs + Ashley

Requests are open, see pinned post.

Content Warnings: mentions of sub/dom dynamics, begging, orgasm delay/denial, edging, punishments, “mommy/daddy” and “sir/ma’am” used as a title, overstimulation.

This is nsfw, if you are underage or uncomfortable with the previously mentioned content, please continue scrolling.

Sub!Leon hcs:

- Oh you have no fucking idea.

- This man is desperate for affection and praise, I can practically smell it on him.

- Mostly an obedient sub, especially RE2 era Leon, but anything after that he will get a bit brattier.

- Mommy/daddy kink for sure. He loves it when his mommy or daddy is kind and gentle with him, and will pull him into their chest for aftercare as they rub his back.

- He’s a softie at his core, he wants to be taken care of and to care for others. Definitely giving me some service sub vibes, he will practically beg to eat you out or suck your dick.

- “Please, can I make you feel good? Please untie me, or sit on my face, or whatever you want as long as I can make you cum? Please??”

- Speaking of begging, when you overstim him he tends to go nonverbal, mainly just whines, whimpers, and the occasional “please-“ mixed in here and there.

- But when you edge him? Or G-d forbid straight up deny him? It’s a whole different story.

- “Please- please can I cum? I’ll do whatever you want, I promise! Please??“

- To the point that any soft dom would probably cave and give him what he wants.

- Hard doms though? I think Leon would prefer soft, but if he got around a dominant who’s a stickler for the rules, all that training will come in handy right away.

- “Yes sir/ma’am, right away sir/ma’am.”

- Like I said, RE4 and up Leon is more of a brat. His main recurring offense is back talking. Nothing crazy like outright insulting his dominant (unless it’s someone like Luis, let’s be honest with ourselves), but he’ll definitely argue.

- “Why do I have to be tied up so tight? I thought you just said I’ve been good?” “What do you mean I’m not allowed to cum? Why the hell not?”

- Takes his punishments like a champ. RE2 Leon not so much. Expect some crying and lots of aftercare, and he will be apologizing throughout.

- “M’sorry, I won’t do it again- I’ll be good from now on! Please stop!”

- “”hates”” being spanked. Heavy emphasis on those quotation marks.

Dom!Leon hcs:

- This man is a fucking TEASE.

- He’s not a hard dom by any extent of the word (once again, unless it’s someone like Luis who gets him all riled up), but he loves verbal teasing.

- “What’s the matter, princess? You want something?” “You wanna cum? Too bad, so sad. You’ll just have to wait.”

- You know all those dumbass one-liners? Yeah. He’s not above doing that to someone during sex. He will make puns, and he’ll do it shamelessly just to watch someone’s face contort in a mixture of laughter, disappointment, and pleasure.

- Will have his partner do little challenges every once in awhile. For example, keeping them stuck to a vibrator for a certain amount of time, and asking them to hold back their orgasm until he says so.

- Which brings me to toys. Leon is more than happy to do everything himself, but he will never be opposed to using vibrators, flogs, gags, whatever you want in addition to himself. He may be desperate for praise, but he’s not so insecure as to get jealous over a piece of plastic or silicone.

- As previously mentioned, he wants to take care of people so bad. Either sub or dom, he wants to feel like he’s doing a good job, and like he’s worth something to someone.

- No matter what type of scene it was, expect very soft aftercare. He’ll leave kisses on each sore wrist and ankle, and walk his partner through every step of the way as he gets them a water, cleans them up, etc.

- “You did so well, I’m so proud of you.” “Here, honey, let me hold you until you catch your breath.” “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.”

Bonus hcs - Ashley

- To be entirely honest, I’m not a fan of Ashley in a sexual context, nor is it something I think of.

- But she’s definitely not an innocent little woman like Capcom may have portrayed her as in the original.

- She may have a reputation to uphold as the president’s daughter, but let’s be real, this is a grown ass adult, and despite her situation in the fourth installment she had her eyes on Leon from minute one.

- Of course, when they first met she was more concerned with getting out of that church alive (as was her savior), but once they got a minute and she saw those muscles?

- Holy hell. That’s about all you can say.

- I don’t ship Leon and Ashley whatsoever personally, but if they were to be intimate I feel like it would be to blow off steam. Maybe calm their nerves for a bit while they’ve got a moment alone and momentarily safe.

- No BDSM dynamic, but Leon would definitely take the lead.

- “Let me take care of you, Ashley.” Whispered in her ear and she’s GONE.

- He would definitely eat her out, and they’d better hope there are absolutely no enemies nearby otherwise the whole village will be on their backs. She is loud.

- Leon likes his partner to be loud. It makes him feel accomplished. Win-win.

#sub leon kennedy #dom leon kennedy #leon kennedy smut #resident evil smut #leon kennedy headcanons #leon kennedy hcs #resident evil #Ashley graham smut

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komotionlessqueenmm · 8 months

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Imagine # 1,054

Gif NOT mine.

Year posted - 2023

Rating - SFW

Length - Fair

With a spring in her step, (Y/n) made her way into the police department. A desert box in one hand, and a delicious milkshake in the other. "Can I help you ma'am?" A rather sparkly young woman at the front desk asked as (Y/n) approached. "Hi I'm just stopping by to visit my boyfriend, drop off some food for him." She emphasized by holding up the box and cup, smiling brightly at the mere thought of seeing him. "Oh okay. You have to sign the visitors form here, and then I can direct you where to go." The young officer pointed out the sign in sheet, and offered over a pen. "Okay perfect, thank you. Now do you know what department he works in?" The officer asked once (Y/n) had finished signing the paper. "He's in the S.T.A.R.S. division." (Y/n) hummed with a smile. "Give me just one moment." She turned to an officer walking by. "Hey rookie, could you escort this woman to the S.T.A.R.S. office?" The young man smiled brightly as he turned to look at (Y/n). "Yeah of course, follow me ma'am." He waited for her to follow, and even politely offered to carry her things. "My names Leon by the way." He introduced himself after she'd politely declined his offer. "I'm (Y/n)." She smiled warmly at him, the rest walk to the office filled with casual small talk. "Here we are." Leon mused as he opened the door to the S.T.A.R.S. office. "Thank you Leon." She chuckled softly at the way he smiled bashfully. "Of course ma'am... I mean (Y/n)... I'd be happy to help you anytime." He admitted shyly. "I'll remember that." She winked before entering the office. She could hear Leon chuckle to himself as he closed the door behind her, leaving her to go back to his duties. "Woah." One of the men in the office was heard saying when she came into view. "Can we help you?" A woman asked as (Y/n) glanced around for her love. "I'm looking for someone." She admitted vaguely, now properly looking at the S.T.A.R.S. officer. "Please tell me you're looking for me." A male officer spoke up as he rose from his desk, moving to stand beside his coworker. "Well actually I'm looking for-." She was cut off when the office door opened, the officers standing up straighter at the sight of whoever had entered. "Sweetheart what are you doing here?" Captain Weskers words stunned the team. "Albert." She smiled brightly at him, approaching him with her head held high, proud of herself for surprising him.

"I brought sweets for my sweetie." (Y/n) mused desperately wanting to kiss his cheek at least, but resisted the urge to do so, knowing how he felt about PDA. "Oh really?" He smirked softly, before closing the small gap between them, pecking her lips gently. (Y/n) arched a brow in surprise, her cheeks nearly aching at how much she was smiling. "Come into my office." Wesker led her away, his hand resting on the small of her back. "Sweets for your sweetie huh?" Wesker mused as he closed the door behind them. "Well you are my sweetie, and you're especially sweet to me." She kissed his cheek as he passed her to sit as his desk, he chuckled as placed his hand on her back, keeping her in place as he gave her a proper kiss. "Guess you're just lucky." He teased. "Oh I am." (Y/n) agreed with a nod of her head. Wesker sat down in his office chair, discarding his signature sunglasses. "And what do you think you're doing?" He inquired when (Y/n) moved to sit across from him. "Sitting down?" She chuckled stilling in her movements, rolling her eyes playfully when he scoffed at the notion. "That's much to far away, come here." He patted his lap, smiling when she did as he insisted. "That's much better." Wesker mused once she was seated on his lap. "You're such a softie." (Y/n) teased with a grin, finally setting down the desert box, and handing Wesker the cup. "What is it?" He asked as he took the offered drink. "It's a strawberry milkshake." She leaned back against him a little, smiling brightly when he hummed in his throat as he took the first sip. "And this is a piece of red velvet cake." (Y/n) said as she moved to open the box. Wesker chuckled softly as he observed the cake. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to fatten me up." He joked before pecking her cheek. "Don't worry, I'd still love you if you were chubby." She teased before accepting a sip of the milkshake when he tilted the cup towards her. "Good to know." He mused with a smile, setting the milkshake aside. "However I insist you share this cake with me." Wesker added as he grabbed the small fork that came with the desert box. "But babe I got it for you." She pouted softly, trying to hide her face into his neck. Wesker tsked in response, kissing her forehead.

"I'm afraid I won't take no for an answer." He stated pointedly, chuckling softly when she whined in response. "You're so mean." (Y/n) huffed as she pulled away from his neck, again making him chuckle. "I was a big softie just a few minutes ago." He turned her head to kiss her, and smiling when he felt her melt against him. "Oh okay, manipulate me with your kisses." (Y/n) joked when they parted. "Is it working?" Wesker asked with a playful grin. "Hmm maybe one more." She smirked, giggling when he kissed her with passion. "Yep it's working." She breathed out when they parted again, making Wesker chuckle. "Perfect." He said with a smile, pecking her lips one more time for good measure. "You know... I think you're team looked rather surprised to learn you've got a girlfriend." (Y/n) pointed out suddenly, sitting up a little straighter to give Wesker room to move. "I'm sure they were." He stated casually, offering (Y/n) the first bite. "So you've never mentioned me before?" She asked before accepting the bite. "What can I say, I'm a greedy man, and I want you all to myself." He stated with a smirk, making (Y/n) giggle. "Is that why you kissed me in front of your team?" She arched a brow at him, smiling softly as she looked into his eyes. "I had to ensure they all know that you are off limits." Wesker responded casually, finally taking a bite of the cake himself. "Well you're welcome to do it however often you'd like." She said with a grin, accepting another bite of cake. "Hmm maybe a simple kiss won't be enough, Redfield is pretty stubborn." He mused aloud, tilting his head a little to whisper into (Y/n)'s ear. "Maybe I should just bind you over my desk and make sure you scream my name." He said before nipping at her ear, chuckling at how flustered she got at his suggestion. "Albert! You dirty man." She scolded him playfully, trying to hide the her face in his neck again. "I bet you're even sweeter than this cake." He added, properly laughing when she playfully swatted his chest. "You're awful." (Y/n) groaned. "That's not what you said last night." He countered, laughing again when she whined in response. "Hey look at me." Wesker pulled her head back to look into her eyes. "I love you, you know that right?" He asked as he brushed his thumb across her jaw. "I know... And I love you Albert." (Y/n) smiled softly, happy beyond belief just to be here with him.

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I'm not dead guys! I just haven't really been writing, because I haven't had the motivation. But I'll be posting things here and there. I've actually got kinda a lot of drafts made up recently for Wesker so you'll be seeing more of him. Also it's past 3am, so I apologize if this one sucks.

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cecedownbad · 11 months

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TOUCH

Summary: Leon got a temporary partner, he wasn't keen on it yet why did you look at him like like that? Why did your touches leave him falling apart? [Leon X GN!reader]

Warning: No Y/N, slightly suggestive, this was self indulgent, I made Leon a softie but also not *wink*

Word count: 1.9k

I wrote this right after I got all the achievements for RE4R, I'm so down bad. Pictured ID Leon for this one. [Put the MDNI tag after editing, Listen kids don't be reading things you aren't supposed to.]

Enjoy

A rare occurrence this was, where the independent agent would be assigned a partner to work with. He didn't welcome the idea but upon insistence from high authority, it was something that required no refusal. To the other however, you were not new to the concept but had other reasons for finding it difficult to work with another. Just this moment however, the idea didn't seem so bad, not when the man crouched before you had features meant to be carved on statues.

"Do you mind if I..." Admiring the soft strands that covered Leon's eye, you grazed a few to catch a glimpse of those baby blues, those eyes that seemed to shift at the softest contact with light. Oh what a dream they were but the other could only flinch at your touch. "—What do you think you're doing?" The question left his mouth hastily, the brush of your fingertips had him startled enough to sound like he could have raised the weapon in hand to your throat. But what should have scared you, only made you want to gaze further but the situation around had sent its own hints that were hard to avoid, so with hesitance, you retract your hand and place it by your side, "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean—"

"It's fine, let's get this over with." This wasn't meant to be complicated. Leon had his own share of grueling missions, ones that he'd imagined that he'd never return from. So, why was it that information retrieval required a party of two, one of which already seemed distracted, by their partner no less. "They're moving out, I'll take this exit, you take the one on the east end. Go." He instructed, you truly were distracted. Following his orders was easy, but the way his voice sounded so rich, the gruff undertones left you waiting for what else he could say, a second look from him gave a clear idea that it was all you would hear.

With a nod, leaving the area, you'd trace every corner of the building, inspecting any unusual anomaly that laid before you, clearing hallways as you pass by. It wasn't any different on Leon's end, though there was one anomaly that couldn't seem to dissipate, it was the slight warm touch of your fingers by his cheek. He'd been entranced by that way your eyes would gaze at every bit of his face, all the indentations had been marked. His awareness of this wasn't something outlandish, he knew that few found him attractive but the stare that you'd left him with screamed something so raw.

Taking his thoughts, he rubbed away your phantom touch and dragged on with his mission at hand, the one thing he should be focused on. "Helios coming in, I have spotted hostiles at the exit gates, waiting for your approach Condor one." The static grated through Leon's comms, leaving any hesitation behind, he answered, "Copy, keep eyes on the hostiles."

Leon made it by your side shortly after, with total silence weighing over you, this was the opportune moment to take down the guards. Taking a final look at your gear and checking your handgun, the time to slip away had arrived and with the help of your support operative, a vehicle with an armed driver was provided. The question still rested, why was it that two agents were required for this mission, either one of you could have retrieved the information. And with that still lurking at the corner of your mind, subtle glances at Leon were made.

Curiosity took ahold of the question that popped up, along the way the question was lost to the farthest reaches. The car had been silent along the way, not even the radio could overtake the hold it had but the silence opened the gates of your fleeting observations to run wild and with that, so did your senseless curiosity. The man next to you had been gazing out the window, his hand rested on the side of his neck, with his elbow placed on the car door. The light from the window had blanketed him with such vivid beauty, almost as if it embraced him. The clothes that he wore were simple, dawning nothing more than a jacket and a dark shirt on the inside.

Unlike before, you'd try and make your glances more discreet but really, how could that be possible when his very frame looked as though it was meant to be painted, as if he was the only source to study. Your eyes were caught by his, Leon didn't make do with ignorance this time, "Do you enjoy staring at people that much?" His tone was not contempt, in fact his question was rather genuine with its details and all he wanted was an answer from his temporary 'aid'. "I'm sorry, I just—I really did not mean to make you—"

"You keep looking like I'm the last thing alive, I'm...curious, why?" His back turned away from the window, the rays now outlining his figure gently. The answer to that question was so obvious, it almost poured out a second later. So you answer, an ounce of hesitation now whisked away, "Because, I find you...beautiful." it slipped out with ease that it caught you off guard at the departure.

"Beautiful? Listen, I'm not up for insults."

"No, I find you beautiful, I can't help but stare." He'd never seen someone face him with such words in conviction, as if nothing could phase the fact. You raise your hand to his face, the action - slow but you never felt so light, "May I?" A question that sounded so desperate, he responded by shutting his eyes, accepting your touch.

Tenderly your palm rested on his face, soothing his skin with your thumb. He didn't seem to mind, no, he didn't mind at all. He once refused the touch of any other, after all, the pain knew nothing more than the soft warm touch of another now. Leon didn't refuse, he couldn't turn away, your hand caressed his cheek, slowly parting his hair from his eyes like before.

The sensation no longer makes him flinch but want. That scared him, he couldn't believe that he'd crave the touch of another in such a way he could've lost himself. No, he shouldn't want any more but oh, the way you'd gaze at him, the way your eyes followed all his indentations, he lost himself in your hands.

It didn't go past you, you noticed it as well. You retracted your hand, it hurt you but the sudden loss had Leon peering at you. All you did was caress his face yet he seemed to have wanted more but that led to the two recording their surroundings. The vehicle had reached its destination, you thanked the driver and hoped to all the constellations that the glass divider between the driver and passenger seat gave away little of what was exchanged before.

As such came your formalities, this was where you'd expected to part ways with Leon, the two of you report to different authorities afterall. You contact your support operative and file in the report at your desk.

"It went well I assume, no slip ups?" The woman sat before in the desk eyed your files. Her glasses rode all the way down to her nose. "Yes, working with Leon Kennedy made it a much smoother retrieval. I do have a question though." You needed to ask, that one recurring question, "Since you did well and I have some time, go on." She accepted the query.

"Why were both Leon and I assigned to this? When we got there, the place could have been easily swept by either me or Leon alone." It wasn't daunting in any way, a simple query but the woman furrowed her brow and peered at you with rather tense eyes. "It was an order from someone else, we had expected the location to be more guarded, it was good that it wasn't."

It barely answered anything, but you accepted it, walking out the office and returning to your very own. When you would have expected to be alone with your thoughts, you see a surprising figure at your desk, it was Leon. "Hey, I'm guessing you just finished with your report?" He asked.

"Yeah, did you...want to ask me something?" You eyed the way he'd been leaning on your desk, had he been waiting here a while? That rested on your mind and the thought didn't bring any discomfort. He looked down from where he stood, but his eyes met you just as fast,

"Back there, I..."

".....back there you? Hm?"

"I didn't—I didn't hate what happened, I have something to ask you, how long have you been, watching?"

"Huh? oh no, I never tailed you or anything, I just looked from afar. Believe me, I wasn't stalking you or—" His question caught you off balance, this time it did bother you, causing profuse apologies slipping out but he caught you from spewing any further. As your eyes darted away, trying your best to focus on anything but him. Though that went all up in flames since he placed his hand at the back of your head, making you look directly at him, "Look at me, I'm right in front of you." Leon wasn't harsh with any of his movements, that tilt was only meant to make you look at him in your fluster but this had gotten you to go quiet.

It was his turn to mark your every feature, he could never miss a thing at this set up. "You really know how to get to me." He pressed his thumb to your lips, running over them both, parting them softly. His eyes were trained on you, as though you were the only one there. Leon's eyes fell from your eyes to your mouth and landed on your hands, which he grabbed, taking it up to eye level. He placed your hands over his lips, grazing them softly against it. Your stomach rolled for miles at this point, his actions were captivating and it made you scream all sorts of profanities that your mind could make up.

"Look at you, I shouldn't make you wait any longer." Oh he knew what he was doing. How could that very man who looked as though he could have fallen apart by touch alone be standing before you, locked in place, holding both your hands together, like a cuff. "O-okay, uhm, I need to get back to work, I'm guessing so do you, can I go now? Please?" Your plea was practically begging, you didn't hate any of this but it didn't make your heart grow any quieter. He let out a small laugh, as though he'd triumphed, won an achievement no one said he could. He let go of your hands, relieving you of the hold.

You seated yourself right after, clearing your throat to dissipate any other unwanted thoughts. Expecting to see him walk out of your office, you waited but he didn't, instead he turned your chair to face him, your eyes landing on his chest before looking up at him.

"I'll see you later."

The words were so simple yet he left you by grazing your face. The soft touch similar to the one you both exchanged.

He left you wanting more.

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nyxiswrites1200 · 1 year

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Leon Kennedy Headcanons SFW

It's time to show how delusion I am about Leon Kennedy 🥰 This just my opinion but if you have any other ideas or headcanons I'd love to hear about them in the comments 🩷

Warnings: Leon Lore spoils, mentions of trauma/PTSD/insecurity. This is all my own opinion.

• We all know Leon has some serious trauma and PTSD from his job. If you were good friends with him or his lover, then he'd definitely be more vulnerable around you. There'd probably be moments where you'd see him be so gentle or break down but he never shows how much he's hurting in front of anyone else.

• Leon seems like the guy who would snuggle into your chest after a rough nightmare and just wants to cuddle. If RE2 Leon is anything to think about, he's definitely a softie at heart.

• Leon would probably try to avoid dating anyone in the first place. He feels his job is too dangerous and wouldn't want anyone to get hurt. He wouldn't want his lover to mourn or worry about him if something bad were to happen to Leon. He avoids romance or pushes the feelings away before they can become anything more.

• Don't be mistaken, Leon really wants love. With the way his life has been he craves to be that important to someone but he's also so used to going without it that he's learned to not expect it in his life.

• Leon also seems like he's the type who maybe has some insecurities. Seeing so many people in his life die has caused him to feel like he's not strong enough or not good enough. He works harder so he can save people but sometimes feels it's all pointless.

-----Now to get a little fluffy 🥺-----

• Dating Leon wouldn't be the easiest thing. He has a lot of unresolved traumas and a dangerous job. But depending on your perspective, it would be worth it.

• He would care for you deeply and do anything to protect you. If you loved Leon despite everything he's been through, he would love you more than anything else. He would cherish you and always make sure you're okay.

• Leon would probably worry that he burdens you but reassuring him is key. He would need your words of comfort to make him realize how much you care about him and that he's not any kind of burden to you.

• Leon would be a gentle lover, I think considering how much he's been through. He would want something soft and simple, that makes him forget about the struggles of his life and the reality of it all.

• Sometimes Leon stresses himself out and feels the weight of everything on him a little more than other days. Your touch and words are comforting to him. He'd want to be close to you during these times but would have trouble asking for it.

• I think Leon would have an anxious attachment style. Considering he never received the love and attention of parents through his childhood and that continued through his life. Plus he's been put through dangerous missions and training as well. He hasn't gotten the emotional growth that he probably needs. He struggles to try and ask you for things and needs a lot of reassurance and would never turn down a comforting hug or hand holding.

• But a relationship with Leon wouldn't be unfair. He'd comfort you and reassure you just as much as you do him. He loves you and would do anything to keep you happy and safe. He would work with your attachment styles and love languages to make you happy.

• Leon would come to you just to kiss you or hug you simply because he was thinking about you. But he only does this when you're alone, he doesn't really like publicly displaying himself as vulnerable.

• When Leon leaves for missions for his job, he'll often tell you that he will always come back because you're waiting for him. This is to reassure you but he truly does mean it.

• Probably one of the only people to know you two are dating would be Ashley. Leon would tell her or she'd probably walk in on you two kissing or something. Leon wouldn't really flaunt his relationship with you, but he wouldn't be scared to admit he loves you if someone asked.

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lipglossanon · 6 months

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Enough fluff, more angst /lhj

How do you think the step Leons would react to have a big argument with reader, like a one that has her so frustrated she starts crying while she’s arguing with him

Hi there, anon! 😂

Hmmm 🤔 I’m just tossing some ideas out so hopefully it makes sense 😆 more under the cut 👍

OG Stepdad:

Is frustrated and stern with you, bordering on mean but not quite there

His frustration stems from a mixture of the argument with you and just how poorly he feels like he’s handling it

And when you start crying, out of anger or just being upset, he clams up

He’s hesitant to comfort you cause he’s not sure you even want him to

He eventually pulls you into a clumsy hug that you accept

He drops the argument for now but you’ll definitely be having a convo about it later

Sweet Stepdad:

Rarely argues with you just cause he’s so patient

But for some reason or other, this particular time he just lets his mouth get ahead of him and now you’re both arguing

Your frustration and hurt feelings boil over and you start crying

And he immediately drops it, he hates seeing you cry!

He’s pulling you into his arms and soothing you with apologies and soft words

He pets your back and rubs his hands down your shoulders

Snuggles with you and wipes your tears away

Dark Stepdad:

This guy 🤭

He never argues cause he always just does and says what he wants

So like sweet stepdad, it’s rare to get in an argument with him

So for whatever reason, you’re arguing with him and he’s mean about it

Makes you cry right away

And he’s torn cause on one hand, deep down, he doesn’t like to see you cry

But on the other hand, he likes seeing you cry and wants to give you something to truly cry about even now

He ends up sending you to your room to calm down before he does something

OG Stepbro:

It’s so easy to get into an argument with him lmao

So there’s any reason as to why you’re arguing with each other this time

And he always gets under your skin cause he’s petty when he wants to win a fight

So you’re so pissed that you cry

And at first he ignores it but it gets to the point that he honestly just feels bad that he made you cry

(He’s a big softie, really)

When you turn to head back to your room or just leave the space, he’s grabbing your arm to keep you there

All “hey, hey, look I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, c’mon princess, I’m really sorry.”

You get him pamper you for the rest of the day 🤭

Subby Stepbro:

Aww the sweet boy 🥹

You get into play arguments with him all the time, just teasing and picking on each other

But this time, maybe one of you are grumpy (maybe both!) and the words are a little meaner

And the next thing you know, you’re in a heated argument with him

You end up crying more from frustration than Leon being mean or anything

And he folds like a house of cards in a cool breeze

He’s in immediate puppy dog mode

He ends up hugging you and snuggling with you, dropping kisses on your face

You end up giggling about how sappy he got and he cracks up with you

Now you’re both just giggling and being cuddly, argument totally forgotten

#ask box #anon #lipglossanon #lipglossanswers #stepcest #angst?#lol

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leelei1980 · 9 months

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Oldies but Goodies:

This piece is pure fluff- I keep seeing snippets on here about Grannies absolutely loving Eddie and Eddie absolutely loving them. Eddie befriending a bunch of old ladies melts my ❤️

" Good afternoon Ethel!" Eddie Munson greets as he pulls into his driveway, and notices the elderly woman sitting in a rocking chair on her small front porch at the trailer next door. His neighbor, Ethel Trudell had recently moved into the trailer park, needing to downsize after her dear husband of 50 years, Leon had passed away. She had quickly made unlikely friends with the sweet, long haired, Metal head boy next door when he had come over and introduced himself and offered to mow her lawn or do odd jobs around her place if she ever needed it. Ethel liked the boy, he may have looked a little rough around the edges , but he had the kindest eyes,sweetest smile, and he was always willing to lend a hand. He would mow her lawn, she would bake him fresh cookies, one day when she had called a taxi to bring her to a Doctor appointment, her son living in another state and unable to bring her , when Eddie offered to give her a ride to and from the appointment instead, knowing that the cab fare would be a hefty one. From that day forward a true friendship was born.

Eddie never knew his grandmother, didn't know any of his family for that matter, so he like to think of Ethel as a 'Honorary Grandmother" and Ethel didn't have any family around so she was happy to adopt Eddie as her 'Honorary Grandson', the arrangement worked out perfectly for the two of them, since both of them were alone most of the time.

Eddie would bring Ethel to the Hawkins senior center and drop her off so that she could hang out with her new found friends, most widows like herself. She would tell her friends about her sweet grandson that drove her around, fixed things around the house and soon she was introducing him to those friends.

The older ladies loved him and Eddie, despite his very Metal appearance was a total softie when it came to these ladies, like Ethel, most of them were widows and didn't have anyone around so Eddie was more than happy to keep an eye on them. He would stop in to Gertie’s house to check on her leaky pipe under her sink, help Rose by fixing her washing machine, drop Sylvia off to her Senior Tai Chi class and they would repay him with meals, and baked goods and homemade gifts.

One night when Wayne came home from the plant he found Eddie wrapped up like a burrito in a colorful quilt.

“ Boy, where did you get a blanket like that?”

“ Fucking Dope right? Sylvia made it for me, see this pattern? It’s called the log cabin block, takes real talent to make something like this, do you know how many fucking hours went into making this blanket? And look at this-“ Eddie unwrapped himself and showed Wayne the personalized tag sewn into the back- “ Handmade with with love by Sylvia.”

Wayne just shook his head and smiled.” I never would have thought you of all people would be hanging out with a bunch of Grannies.”

“ They get me Wayne, I can’t explain it. They are so sweet and so appreciative, they are lonely ya know? I know what it’s like, trust me , I appreciate the long hours you work to keep a roof over our head, but it’s lonely eating a meal alone, watching tv alone. “ Eddie shrugged. “The stories that they tell me, of when they were young, when they were in love and when they married the love of their lives, gives me hope, ya know? Like maybe there is someone out there for me, someone I can spend a long life with.”

“ I always knew that you were a romantic at heart.” Wayne smirked.

Eddie just smiled .” I know, I know, my cynical heart is going soft.”

“ Well maybe if your lucky, one of them nice old gals will have a cute granddaughter your age.”

“ I think if they did they would have set me up on a date by now, the ladies are suckers for my puppy dog eyes.”

So maybe none of the ladies had granddaughters to set Eddie up with but that didn’t mean that they weren’t on the lookout. They all wanted to see a nice boy like Eddie with someone that was as sweet and caring as he was and they had their sights set on one girl in particular. The young , cute as a button activities director at the senior center. So the ladies devised a plan.

“ Do you think it would be possible dear, for you to pick up Sylvia, Gertie ,Rose and I for bingo at the center on Saturday? There is going to be a big jackpot!”

“ Shouldn’t be a problem, what time?”

“ 1:30, bingo doesn’t start till 2 but we want to be able to get a good table near the caller, so we can be sure to hear them.”

“ Yeah, sounds like a plan. How bout I pick you up a little earlier say 1:15, you know how stubborn Gertie is, she won’t want to use her walker so it will take her a little longer to get inside.”

“ Your always thinking! “ Ethel smiled.

Eddie hopped out of the van then went to the passenger side ,opened the door and helped Ethel out. She linked her arm with his and he helped her up the stairs.

“ You got it from here Mrs. T?”

“ I’ve got it Dear ! Thank you for the ride!”

“ No problem, oh and by the way that zucchini bread, was fucking- sorry, was absolutely amazing.” He gestured with a chef’s kiss.

“ Glad you enjoyed it Dearie!! I will see you Saturday!”

“ See you Saturday Mrs. T!”

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Eddie rolled into the Senior Center parking lot at 1:25 exactly. As predicted, Gertrude did not want to use her walker so it did indeed take a few minutes longer to get her up and running and safely to the table closest to the caller. The other ladies were much more spry but appreciated being walked in on the arm of a strapping young lad. Once all the ladies were seated and had their cards Eddie made one last trip outside to grab everyone’s bingo bags.

“ There, are my best girls all set?” Eddie asked smiling a wide smile at them.

“ Why don’t you stay Eddie?” Rose asked. “ It would be so lovely if you played, who knows, maybe you’ll win!”

“ I don’t know if I could keep up.”

“ Of course you can! I even have an extra dauber you can use!” Sylvia smiled.

Eddie looked at each one of their hopeful faces and decided that he couldn’t say no.” I’ll go grab my cards, will you save my seat?”

“ You get the seat of honor!”

Eddie smiled and walked up to the table to get his cards. “ I’ll take four? Four cards?” Eddie shuffled through his wallet for a couple of dollar bills, not really paying any attention until a soft voice spoke.

“ I see your sitting at the trouble makers table. You better watch out, those ladies are a handful.”

“ Oh trust me I-“ Eddie paused as he looked up into beautiful, bright eyes. He was taken aback as he took a moment to take a look at the face behind the voice that had just softly spoken to him. Rosy cheeks, porcelain skin and nice full lips. Whoever this woman was she was absolutely gorgeous. “ I mean, I know they are nothing but trouble but someone needs to keep them in line.” He smiled a big toothy grin.” They are so fuck-, stinking cute though.”

The woman laughed, and it was sweet and airy.” That they are. “ she leaned in close.” But you gotta watch out for that Ethel , she cheats at Scrabble- I have played with her before, she likes to pull the,’Of course that is a real word, I’ve been around long enough in this world to know that it is a real word!’ What am I going to do? Challenge her?”

Eddie chuckled. “ I hear ya, I wouldn’t challenge either. She’s a total card shark at Poker, she may look sweet and innocent but she’s totally ruthless.”

The woman smiled.” What’s your name?”

“ Eddie.”

Her eyes widened.” Your Eddie? The Eddie that the ladies keep telling me about? The Eddie that drives them around to appointments and mows their lawns and helps them put together their 1000 piece puzzles?”

Eddie smiled.” That’s me.” He leaned on the table,” Do they really talk about me like that?”

“ Oh yeah, those ladies absolutely love you. “ She smirked.” They weren’t wrong about the dimples and the eyes.”

“ 10 minutes till we start!” A voice behind them shouted making them jump.

“ So what did they say about my dimples and eyes?” Eddie asked grinning.

“ Oh, they just said that you were adorable.”

“ So what do you think?”

She bit her lip.” I think that I had better give you your cards so you can take a seat before Gertie takes up all your space with her good luck trolls and trinkets.” She pointed back to the table and she was absolutely right, Gertie had setup a whole good luck shrine around her cards.

Eddie laughed.” Apparently she takes her bingo very seriously.”

The girl handed over his cards with a smile.” Maybe her good luck will rub off on you?”

He smiled again.” Maybe it already has.”

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson blurb

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flwrrrton · 3 months

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how would leon react to seeing krauser's baby/teen pictures?

Good question! I have no idea

I think Leon definitely would be surprised to see his strong and buffy mentor was... Chubby punk softie?..

Also, he would mock Krauser for the hair. I mean... He gels it back, but forces Leon not to do. Does the major trying to prevent the rookie repeating his mistakes? xD

I also think that Krauser would be not really embarrassed of his childhood photos, but feeling total cringe about his teen ones

"And who's the 'pretty boy'now?"

#resident evil #resident evil 4 #leon kennedy #jack krauser #re4 #re4 remake #metaltango #kreon

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virgincels · 3 months

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omfg I've got ideas and idk how to like write them and ur my favorite writer on here. Also idk how to work Tumblr, haven't been on since 2016 istg 😵‍💫

ok so like older step brother Leon (re2r leon ok hear me out pls). He's so sweet, loves to dote on you, buys things for you, gives you rides in his cop car bc like... Why wouldn't he? What kinda big brother would let his little sis take the bus or, god forbid, ask a friend to pick you up/take you home?? He's a virgin, u are too cus you just got into college and are super focused on your work. Kinda nerdy ig. Body is kinda nice for a lazy person (meaning like no full on workouts 😭who tf works out for hours.. anyways. Only stuff for the knees & shoulders !)

Leon would def argue that you are literally the prettiest girl alive, while others would probably just call you cute or mid. You aren't a super model, that's for sure. Leon doesn't care! Yeah you might be weird, quiet, or awkward but, so is he!

He's actually a fucking freak though. He likes to sneak into your room and take pictures of you, steal your panties, and fix your blankets if they're falling off of you. Cuz that's what big brother's do!

Loves to take pictures with you, hand on your waist, smiling all dopey like, him bringing you to be flush at his side. Like y'all look like a couple sometimes... And god does he blush like a school girl. He fantasizes about putting his fingers in your mouth, hand resting on your neck - lightly choking you, manhandling you, making you cum so much you forget your own name, and spitting into your mouth. Yeah, he's still softie when he's thinking about fucking ur brains out but like his mind goes a lil fuzzy and dark sometimes. (Thinking because he's just idk seen so much as a police officer? He wants control ig 😭)

He's a bit of a pushover for u. You want some ice cream at 2 am? Here he is, grabbing u some!! Bc that's what big brother's do.

Arjggg sorry if this is so much to read. My mind gets all garbled up and I can't rly describe what I'm thinking correctly.

hii :33 this is so omg.. I love brother/sister incest where they just. get mistaken for a couple bc they’re so strangely close lmfao

i lean towards.. re2r leon being a bit. of a creep not on purpose purely bc idk he doesn’t really ever get past first base with girls. and he’s just kind of enamoured by you? you’re younger than him and you look up to him and you’re so pretty to him.. probably gets in trouble for like stopping mid patrol to take you to and fro :3

AND OMG. he probably. feels so guilty for wanting to fuck his cute stepsister so nasty, but it just.. his mind just wanders? and he can’t help it! ur so right ab the control thing lmfao.. he’s a cop I don’t trust him for a minute omg.. thinks of handcuffing you and taking you in the back of his cop car! pressing your tits to the steamed windows as he takes you from behind thinks ab slapping you sometimes n he cums so fast but is hit by like immediate sense of guilt 😭

#inbox 💌#tw incest

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leafsbabe · 1 year

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how Leon Draisaitl is like as a boyfriend

- dating Leon is definitely a great experience but you have to learn to live with his quirks

- he manages to be easy going but serious as the same time

- when it comes to your relationship he tends to follow your lead just because he’s pretty much up for whatever

- he’s all in if you’re all in

- will mostly leave big decisions up to you

- but during the summers he’d definitely like to take you to Germany or his holiday home in Spain for a few weeks

- will use cheesy german nicknames for you

- he’s not the best at talking about his feelings

- but you know what he is great at?

- cuddling

- just imagine him holding you in his buff but gentle arms

- even if he’s just chilling on the couch you can always just lift up one of those arms and slide your way in there, he won’t mind

- whenever he’s out and about he picks up some things for you even without you asking him for things

- be it snacks or some flowers or little souvenirs when he’s on the road

- he takes pride in being a good partner

- Leon loves you and he wants to show it to you, not just tell you

- it’s way easier for him to say “i love you” than it is to say “ich liebe dich”

- ich liebe dich just holds more emotion and meaning

- he will say it though

- he’ll just say i love you before that

- he’s a big softie

- so many forehead and temple and cheek kisses

- loves to just put his arm around your middle and pull you against him so that he can give you a kiss

- Leon can get a bit possessive

- even though he does want some privacy he also wants the whole world to know he belongs to you

- likes it when you steal his team merch

- loves how you look with his name all over you

- gets really pouty when he wants you to kiss him instead of just asking you

- but it’s really noticeable

- so he doesn’t have to wait around a long time

- likes taking naps together

- sleeping with Leon is always an adventure

- because he tends to hog your blankets

- even if you each have your own blankets, he’ll find a way to wrestle it from you while asleep

- but it’s all worth it when you wake up next to him in the mornings

- grumpy morning Leon is nothing but adorable

- lots of German mumbling

- he’ll get less grumpy after he has his coffee though

- big fan of just coexisting

- even if you don’t do things together, just being in the same room while you both do your own things is enough for him

- when Leon loves he loves with his whole heart

#hab series #Leon Draisaitl #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #nhl imagine #hockey player #leon draisaitl imagine #leon draisaitl headcanon #milestone march

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anonymousewrites · 1 month

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Adolescent Antichrist (Book 5) Chapter Ten

Father Figure! Lucifer Morningstar x Teen! Reader

Demon! OC x Teen! Reader

Chapter Ten: You screwed up My Chance to Kiss My Crush

Summary: (Y/N) and their friends go to (sneak into) a party, and it goes wrong in multiple ways.

“Did you hear?” asked Em, leaning over the back of (Y/N)’s chair as they stitched fabric together.

“What?” said (Y/N), not bothering to look up.

“The LUX is hosting a rave tonight,” said Em.

“That’s weird, I didn’t think my dad was a fan of that theme,” said (Y/N).

“He isn’t going to be there,” said Em.

“Okay?” (Y/N) focused on their work.

“That means we can sneak in.”

(Y/N) paused and actually looked up at Em. “ ‘Sneak in?’ ”

“Yeah,” said Em, grinning. “We’ve discussed it a few times with our friends, and now’s the perfect time.”

“I remember saying it’s a terrible idea,” said (Y/N), rolling their eyes.

“What if I said I already invited the others?” said Em.

“…I’d be annoyed.”

“No, you wouldn’t be, you’d be happy to see them,” said Em, winking.

(Y/N) glared.

“Okay, maybe a bit annoyed,” amended Em. “But you know you’d have a good time.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind parties, but I think Dad would kill me if I snuck into one of his,” said (Y/N).

“He is literally incapable of saying no to you,” said Em.

“He’d be really disappointed in me,” said (Y/N).

“He’d be proud of you for trying to rebel, if anything,” pointed out Em. “It would be on brand.”

“…You’re not wrong,” admitted (Y/N), sighing. “But I just, I don’t know if I’m interested in going out tonight. I’m not a giant partier. And this will be with adults, not other classmates.”

“I think the rave could be a lot of fun,” said Em. “And our friends will be there, so who needs more?”

(Y/N) looked away.

“You know you love breaking rules, and you haven’t in a while,” said Em.

(Y/N) crossed their arms.

“Pleeeeeease?” said Em. She gave (Y/N) puppy-dog eyes. “For me?”

Letting out a long sigh, (Y/N) gave up. “I’m going to regret this.”

“This was such a good idea, Em!” cheered Olive, spinning around in her sparkling pink skirt and t-shirt. Faux jeweled dotted around her eyes, and she wore a giant grin.

“Listen, this is a better theme than any other I’ve heard of,” said Em. “So I had to suggest sneaking in.” They wore ripped jeans and a sparkling top to match the silver eyeliner she wore.

“I think we snuck in just because Lucifer’s not here,” said Noa, wearing their binder and a blue mesh top overtop.

“We are being fairly responsible, though,” said Leon. They just had a more relaxed version of his usual outfit—plain pants and a silk shirt.

“Right! No drinking, just dancing,” said Marcel, hanging off his partner’s shoulder and wearing a blue crop top and purple pants.

“I told you it would be good,” said Em, nudging (Y/N).

They rolled their eyes. They just had red pants, a black crop-top, and dramatic rainbow makeup on.

(All makeup was courtesy of Olive and Leon when it came to anything more than basic eyeshadow and eyeliner. They were very good at makeup and the artistic side of things while the rest could do their basics and were happy to be models for the rest of it).

“Okay, fine, it’s not bad,” begrudged (Y/N).

“That’s hilarious, you’re still pretending to be grouchy,” said Em, laughing.

“That’s just who they are,” grinned Olive.

“But they’re a softie underneath,” said Marcel, winking teasingly and swinging Leon around.

“You guys know me so well,” said (Y/N), cracking a smile.

“Duh,” said Noa.

“We’re your best friends,” said Em, squeezing (Y/N)’s arm. They smiled at Em, feeling the warmth of her hand happily.

Over the speakers, “I Kissed a Girl” began to play, and Macel gasped.

“Oh my god, I love this song, come on, Leon, we’re dancing!” said Marcel, dragging Leon farther into the crowd.

“Noa, want to dance?” said Olive, smiling eagerly at Noa.

“Obviously,” said Noa, staring with a dumb smile at Olive’s grin. They couldn’t say no to her, so as Olive began to scream the lyrics, Noa was right alongside her.

“Listen, I’m not a girl, but I’m always up for this song,” said (Y/N), smiling and began to move to the beat.

“Oh, absolutely,” agreed Em. “But you want to kiss a girl.” She grinned.

“Guilty,” said (Y/N), laughing. “And I’d like it.” They ended their words with the song, singing along.

Em chuckled and opened their mouth to continue before pausing and frowned. “What the—is that the Detective?”

(Y/N) turned around. “What?”

“That’s Chloe,” said Em, gesturing towards a booth at the side of the dancefloor. “With Ella?”

“And Dr. Martin. And Mazikeen.” (Y/N)’s eyes widened. “Shiiiit, if they spot us, we’re in trouble.”

“Hide in the crowd?” said Em.

“Hide in the crowd,” confirmed (Y/N), grabbing her arm and pulled them into the crowd.

“What about our friends?” asked Em.

“They’ve already dragged each other away to dance,” said (Y/N) matter-of-factly.

“Fair enough,” said Em. That was their friend group—ready to hang out and separate in a single moment. They’d come back together when they needed to.

(Y/N) and Em arrived at the other edge of the crowd and peeked out from the stairs to see if Chloe or any of the other adults had noticed them.

“I don’t think they saw us,” said (Y/N). They smiled and began to laugh. “Sneaking around a party we weren’t supposed to be at. Wow.”

“You did warn me,” chuckled Em sheepishly.

“I guess it is fun, and I do like breaking rules, so it’s not really a big deal,” said (Y/N), nudging Em with a laugh.

Em smiled, and the pair looked back out over the crowd, taking a moment to just people-watch.

“Is that…Noa and Olive kissing?” said Em, eyes widening as she spotted their friends.

(Y/N) peered over with them. “Oh, yeah, definitely.” They grinned. “The song got to them.”

“It was about time,” laughed Em. “Now they’re together like Marcel and Leon. Just us left.”

“Then I guess I’m here so you’re not fifth-wheeling,” teased (Y/N).

“I mean, sure,” said Em, shrugging and smiling. “But it’s also just that I wanted you to be here.”

“Really?” said (Y/N). “Even after I’m so grumpy sometimes?”

“It’s like Marcel said, you’re really a softie,” said Em, smiling. “But seriously, I’m glad I convinced you to come.” Around them, the music continued to play, and she smiled at (Y/N). The rainbow lights flashed over their face, and Em couldn’t bring themself to look away. “I love our friends, but I really like doing things with you. I really like being with you.”

(Y/N) paused and looked at Em, smiling. “I really like being with you, too. If I really didn’t want to do something, I wouldn’t. But I have fun with you.”

“I’m glad you do,” said Em, grinning.

The music kept playing, and the whirlwind of lights seemed to transport them into their own little dimension with just them—Em and (Y/N)—happily together. Em glanced down at (Y/N)’s lick, and (Y/N) subconsciously swallowed as they noticed Em’s look. They both leaned in slightly, and as the music swelled, their eyes fluttered shut and—

“What’s up, everybody!”

You’ve got to be kidding me.

(Y/N) and Em jumped back as the DJ suddenly addressed the crowd over the music.

“This song goes out to a special lady! Cherry Jane, this one’s for you!” The man looked at Chloe and smiled. Music began playing again.

(Y/N) cleared their throat, and Em looked away from them awkwardly. Neither was sure what to say, not after that.

“Well, uh, should we find the others? We’ve been here a while…” said (Y/N), trailing off.

“Yeah, sounds good,” said Em, clearing her throat. “And we should clear out before we get caught by Chloe or Dr. Martin.” (Mazikeen and Ella would probably let them go).

“Right,” said (Y/N), and they moved back into the crowd with Em.

As they started walking, a man approached the DJ, keeping his hand in his jacket. Abruptly, he pulled it out and pointed a gun at the DJ. Screams went up in the crowd, and Em grabbed (Y/N) protectively as people pulled back.

“Where are the others?” said (Y/N) worriedly, looking around and only relaxing when they saw Olive pushing Noa back and Leon holding onto Marcel.

“They’re here for a sting,” cursed Em, still holding onto (Y/N).

“We should’ve realized,” groaned (Y/N). Chloe wouldn’t just be out at a rave without a reason. It wasn’t really her thing. But where’s my dad?!

“Yo, man, what…” the DJ trailed off nervously as he held up his hands. “We can work this out. Just calm down.”

“Tell them!” shouted the man. “Tell them what you did!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t know who you are,” said the DJ.

“But you know who she is,” said Chloe, stepping out with her own gun and looking at a woman Mazikeen was holding back. “LAPD. Put down the gun.”

“No!” shouted the man. “They need to know. He’s a homewrecker.”

(Y/N) furrowed their brow and concentrated on the shadows at his feet.

“Birdie…” said Em worriedly, holding onto them tighter.

“It was just one night,” defended the DJ.

“One magical night!” cried the woman.

Oh, hell, relationship issues, groaned (Y/N).

“I didn’t even know she was married. She didn’t say anything,” defended the DJ.

“You don’t need to do this, Ron,” said Chloe.

“Yes, I do,” said Ron. “She broke my heart. I messed up with the other DJ and then with the explosion. I’m not gonna screw up this time.”

Yes, you are because you screwed up my chance to kiss my crush.

(Y/N) curled their fingers, and the shadows around Ron’s leg tightened. He stumbled—seemingly over his own feet—and fell. Chloe ran forward and pulled his gun away to pin him to the ground. People cried out at the sudden movement, and (Y/N)’s friends all looked at them, knowing they had acted to protect LUX and everyone in it.

“Good job, Birdie,” whispered Em.

(Y/N) smiled at them, and if there wasn’t a murderer in front of them and the risk of being caught underage in the club, (Y/N) probably would have kissed Em.

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