#re imagines

[so-mordor-itis]

Never Out of Sight

Synopsis: Leon finally returns home after a rough week of work, and you're there to welcome him. He's allowed to feel normal for once and ignore his responsibilities, going back into a world that did not have a use for a gun at every turn. Though, he still awaits that inevitable call that will burst his bubble of normalcy and force him to leave again.

I got inspired by @uhlunaro 's Enough series, and honestly, I got a lot of angst planned, so I decided to give Leon fluff instead! I'm also trying out a different style so I apologize if it feels different than my usual formula

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: Kinda edited, I finished it at like 2 a.m., so apologies. Also, there's suggestive content in here if you don't like that kind of stuff

I.

The click of a lock echoed throughout the living room. Leon entered the threshold with a sigh, removing one of his boots and tossing it to the side of the front door. The other followed shortly, landing on the ground with a thud. It was still early in the morning, the apartment still a grayish color as the sun barely began to peek out. He wondered if you heard him; it would be hard not to. He was a bit careless, but with the way his muscles ached and yelled for rest, he couldn't help it.

The apartment smelled of cleaner and air freshener. You had probably just done some spring cleaning–he could easily imagine you worrying about him as you scrubbed dishes and mopped the floor of the kitchen. Guilt entered his system, and he decided pondering on that would make him feel worse.

The most obvious thing to do was shower, and immediately after climb into the bed you two shared to grab you close and hold you until you groaned at him to let go because he was stronger than he thought. His heart ached now, wanting that more than ever.

Though, his screaming muscles won. Once he laid eyes upon the couch, he fell on top of it. Leon told himself he could shower later before succumbing to his exhaustion.

–

He was home. You knew he was home because the air of your apartment was different. The smell of rust and his stale cologne greeted you once you opened your eyes, and your heart felt full. You were slightly disappointed he didn't settle next to you for his rest, but you figured he must've had an incredibly exhausting week. You wouldn't give him too much shit for it.

After contributing to your daily routine, you entered the living room to find his sleeping form. Leon was still in his work t-shirt and jeans, even forgetting to take off his socks. He had one of his arms draped across his eyes, and soft snores were escaping him. The last time he was this exhausted, he slept till 4 in the afternoon. You supposed this would be a similar case.

Nonetheless, the last thing you wanted was to wake him. He was a bit of a grumpy bear when he never got enough rest. He'd never admit it, but he hated feeling tired. Made him feel strange, as if he couldn't do anything.

You poured yourself a cup of orange juice–quietly of course–before glancing at him again. Your eyes ran over his form, watching the way his chest fell and rose.

"Welcome home, Leon." You whispered. For once, you felt at peace. He came home to you once again.

II.

The rest of your day consisted of working from home and reading. The thought of turning on the TV and waking him made you feel bad, so you decided it was time to stop procrastinating on your work and actually be productive.

You had just finished your latest outline when you heard shuffling in the living room. Your heart leaped with anticipation. You were wrong with your estimation, but you were glad he got sleep regardless.

"Sweetheart?" His voice called to you.

You couldn't contain the smile that was curving. "Coming," you replied.

The moment Leon saw you exit your office space, his eyes softened, and he instinctively pulled you into his arms, a groan of satisfaction left his lips. He needed to see you bad, and you felt it.

“Long week?” You asked, voice muffled against his shoulder.

“You have no idea.”

You didn’t, with Leon having to be secretive about certain details of his job, but you didn’t want to pry into it. You knew he was a hard worker, and that’s all you needed to know. Though you would’ve been lying to yourself if you said you enjoyed the fact he came home with bruises or broken bones. At least now, as you looked at him, observed his face, you couldn’t find any noticeable injuries.

“If you wanna talk about it, I'm here, you know."

“I’m just happy to see you, that’s enough for me.” Leon mumbled into your hair, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Don’t wanna talk about it anyway.”

“If you insist,” you said to him, a hint of teasing in your tone. You slipped from his arms–a noise of protest coming from Leon in the process–to open the fridge. “Are you hungry?”

“I practically slept half the day, so, yeah,”

“Well,” you said, scanning the contents of the shelves. “We have two options: Takeout or–Leon,” you grumbled, watching as his arm came into view. He grabbed the milk carton, but he didn’t have it long since you swiped it from him.

“What?” He looked slightly startled.

“I know what you’re gonna do,” you pointed an accusing finger. “you’re gonna drink it straight from the carton–what are you, a heathen?”

“How did you know that's what I was going to do?” He pouted a little, and you had to fight the urge to kiss him. You were supposed to be irritated at him. You couldn’t let his stupid, handsome face win this time. "I could've been on my way to grab a cup."

You sighed. “You’re not very sneaky. You left the cap sitting on the counter last time."

“Oh, come on, it’s not that bad.” He tried to nab it from you, but you were quicker than him. You knew his tricks.

“You have germs, Mr. Kennedy, don’t contaminate the milk.” You smiled at him.

“I have germs, huh?” There was a glint of mischief in his eye, and it made your stomach flip. You knew what that look meant. Leon stepped a foot closer to you, and you suddenly felt nervous.

“Leon,” you warned, unable to contain yourself from letting out a small laugh. “Don’t you dare–”

He was fast, too, proving so by catching you by your waist when you attempted to flee. You squealed. His warm breath tickled against your cheek as he let out a chuckle, clearly amused with himself. When he started to place kisses all across your face, you jabbed him in the abdomen. It didn't phase him.

"Hey, that could have hurt, you know," he said, cupping your face to plant an actual kiss to your lips. "I could've been bruised there."

You grinned at his taunting tone. "You would've said something." God, you loved him. More than anything.

He kissed you again, bringing you closer before picking you up bridal style. You let out a squeak at suddenly being off the ground. "Hey!"

He gently plopped you on the couch, hovering over you, love now clear in his azul eyes. Your heart melted. "God, I missed you." He admitted. "Promise me you won't ever change, sweetheart."

"Not even with a gun pointed to my head," you told him.

He kissed you again, harder. You swore he knew exactly what to do to everytime to bring you to your knees, to make your legs feel as if they were made of jelly.

Welcome home, Leon.

—

III.

You forced him to shower after your excursion. At first, he grumbled, mentioning his aching muscles, and getting up was not in his itinerary.

"If your muscles were aching," you commented, "You certainly didn't show it earlier."

"Well, that was different."

"Leon, you should shower, you stink."

"You certainly didn't say anything earlier." Leon used your own words against you. You felt him smirk, and you lightly smacked him. He was currently laying his head on your chest, your fingers fiddling with his hair–he loved when you did that.

Eventually, he did remove himself from you begrudgingly. It gave you a view of his body; the scars on his legs, arms, back. It painted a picture of what he went through, of what he had done, had sacrificed. It hurt to look at him sometimes because it reminded you that there were some scars you couldn't help him with.

III.5

That night, you swore he held onto you just a little bit tighter. Perhaps hoping you wouldn't be awake to notice.

Something happened during the last week of work, but he was trying so hard not to show it.

IV.

A few days of serenity passed. Leon had offered to actually try cooking for once, but you didn't let him. The last time he tried it was on your one year anniversary and he wanted to make pancakes. The ending result being black, hardened pieces of charcoal. You remembered the smell lasting for a week, and he apologized for causing trouble.

You had done the cooking, much to his dismay.

("I wanted to at least do something while I can. I don't know when they'll call me in."

"Well, if you're so inclined, you could always do the dishes afterwards, Lee."

"I meant something for you."

"That would be doing something for me!")

You had been working in your office, Leon catching up on the news, as you heard a phone ring from across the hall. Your heart dropped, knowing it was his work phone.

You tried to ignore his voice answering it with business, grasping onto the last bit of time you'd hear it echo throughout the apartment.

He leaned against the doorway moments later. He sighed, an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, they uh–they need me back."

You shrugged. "It's okay. I already figured anyway."

"It's really not okay, but duty calls." He had the same look of dread in his eyes whenever he was called back into work. You had told him maybe it was best to leave, to possibly find something that would be better than what he had. He only shook his head, not elaborating why. "I'll try to come back as soon as I can."

You wanted to put on a brave face, to simply smile at him and tell him to go ahead without any worries in your heart. You couldn't.

You got up from your seat and wrapped your arms around him. He returned the gesture greatly, once again kissing your temple as he buried his nose into your hair. "Just come back in one piece, yeah?" You said, voice cracking to your displeasure.

"I'll always come back to you." He affirmed, tilting your chin up. "I'd fight through hell if I had to."

"Don't forget I love you."

"How could I?"

–

You watched as he grabbed the boots he had flopped on the floor, grabbed his keys, and grabbed that stupid phone that filled him with dread. And you watched him as he kissed you a gentle goodbye.

As he was about to leave, you called him. "Leon,"

He turned to you without a second thought.

"I love you."

His face melted from serious to bittersweet. "I love you, too. More than you know."

He left soon after, taking your heart with him.

The house felt empty again.

--

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[lilmoonbunny]

Wesker with a university student s/o

No specified age.

Drives you there every day in his super fancy car that attracts everyone’s attention and has them whispering about you and him. If he can’t take you and you can’t get there yourself, you’re not going. He doesn’t trust anybody else to take you there safely. He just doesn’t trust anybody with you.

Loves when you kiss his cheek whilst leaving. He might not be big on physical affection, especially not in public, but he knows people there want you, and he needs wants them to know you’re his.

Nearly everyone knows who Albert Wesker is, and news about your relationship with him spreads around your class quickly. People question you, some ignore you, some hate you for it, but you just ignore them. He loves you and you love him, why should other people and their opinions matter?

Wesker is incredibly proud of you for pursuing your dreams/dream career and will help in anyway he can, even if he did insist that he can support both of you.

Let’s you sit with him in his office and study/work whilst he works. Sometimes he’ll get distracted by you, but he’ll never tell you that. He just loves you.

If anyone harasses or bothers you, he won’t hesitate to threaten them or the University. He has both the money and power to ruin anyone’s life and isn’t afraid to do so if it means you’re okay.

Dated someone in your class who now won’t leave you alone? Don’t worry, he’s got this. You don’t even have to tell him to, and you won’t even know what happened, only that your ex is too afraid to look at you now for some reason.

Tutor being unfair towards you? He’ll deal with it.

Nothing bad will happen to you with him caring for you.

Low-key has access to the University’s surveillance to make sure everything is okay with you, and nothing will happen, but nobody else knows.

Doesn’t like when you go out without him after classes, but he won’t stop you. He just worries about you and doesn’t want anything bad to happen to you which is why he watches over you and is ready to rescue you at any point.

Takes you for lunch whenever he can and if he can’t do lunch, you two will be having breakfast. He just wants to make sure you’re taken care of and ready to work!

Nobody dares bother you after learning of your relationship as they know the risks of doing so. Wesker has a reputation, and it isn’t exactly a good one.

People tried befriending you to get closer to him, but you knew and told him. He was quick to comfort you the best he could if it bothered you.

Will try comfort you if you’re overwhelmed and forces you to take breaks.

“There’s no point overworking yourself, Dearheart. Your work won’t be the best it can be if you’re stressing.”

Takes baths with you and gives you a massage when you’re stressed.

Worried about deadlines? Don’t worry, he can extend them for you if you absolutely need him to do so.

Insists you move in with him rather than living in university accommodation. Says it’ll be easier and cheaper for you, but really, he just wants you with him and he doesn’t trust your roommates.

Throws you a fancy graduation party once you finish and asks you to marry him once you’re both home.

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[agentredposts]

How they would react to seeing you in their clothes/Uniform.

Resident Evil Characters (Leon S. Kennedy, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield, Carlos)

Edition One: He was blessed this morning.

Warnings; Fluff, leon marking y/n a bit and some kissing with a bit of suggestive things but that's it.

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Leon S. Kennedy

He's never thought that his coat (RE4) could have looked that attractive on someone, but oh boy he realized he was wrong when he saw you.

It was still kind of early when you woke up, you tried to go back to sleep but couldn't even after multiple tries. I mean, how could you go back to sleep when there was this handsome, no, gorgeous man sleeping in front of you?

You took your time admiring his face and the parts of his body that wasn't hidden by the sheets. You smiled as you started counting the beauty marks on his soft skin, sometimes eyes lingering a bit longer on his perfectly shaped upper back and arms, since he was sleeping on his stomach. After a bit, you reached to gently move some hair out of his face to take a better look at his sleeping expression. It was peacful and soft, for a man that usually has his eyebrows pinched into an serious and intense way, it really was a nice sight to see. He always was serious around people, well except whenever he' was around you. Also, must I say that he can only sleep that well when you're around, in the bed with him.

After a moment you sit up, moving your hair out of the way so you can give his forehead a very soft peck before getting up. It was now October which meant that it was going to be kind of chilly, or rather it was. Your own arms wrapping around your petit(ish) form to try and keep some warmth, you look around for something warmer than your tanktop and little booty shorts. You quickly spot the perfect clothe, Leon's jacket, and so you walk over, pick it up and put it on snuggling into it at the warmth it immediately gives you. After zipping it high enough, you started tiptoeing away from the bedroom and into the bathroom to brush your hair and rinse your mouth, stealing a few sniffs here and then so you could smell your boyfriend's cologne on it. After doing so, you went to the kitchen to start making some coffee/hot cocoa (for the non-coffee lovers 💜) for you and Leon when he would wake up.

• •

You ended up making some breakfast after a moment, thinking, hoping that the smell would attract your boyfriend out of bed. You knew that he had just come back from a mission not too long ago, but since he was back you wanted to be with him as much as possible. You had missed him, so it was natural after all. When you were mostly done with the food and your own drink that was half gone from sipping it here and then, you heard a knock. At first you hesitated in answering or not, because instead of being at your place like you two usually do, you slept at Leon's for once.

After a bit of hesitation you decided to answer, not wanting the person to end up waking up the sleeping beauty. You pulled down the jacket to be more presentable, even though it was already down to your mid thighs, and walked over the door. “Hello, there is a package that arrived for...Mister Leon S. Kennedy.”, You heard coming from the other side of the door. You started unlocking the multiple locks that were on the door, thanks to Leon's job that made him paranoid, not that you cared or that it was important right now.

As you were doing this, you didn't know that your boyfriend had woken up, searching for you in the bed with one arm, eyes closed. When he realized that you were gone, he grunted and got up only wearing sweatpants but he didn't care. It was not like his body wasn't a body heater anyways. He was always the one to keep you warm when you got cold, since he rarely ever got really cold. He went to the bathroom quickly and when he came back out he smelled the food, leading him to the kitchen and to where you were. And when he saw you and what you were wearing, he froze for a bit, cheeks quickly warming up, lips slightly open from the surprise as he stared at you.

-

“Good morning, I know I'm not Leon Kennedy but let me take it for him. Thank you.”, You said as you smiled softly up at the man who looked like he was in his beginning 30s. He smiled back as he handed you the package which you gladly took. His eyes looked down at the big fluffy jacket you were wearing and that clearly looked way too warm for the current weather. This made his eyebrow raise as an amused chuckle escaped him and he commented. “I didn't know it was that cold already...Shouldn't you have someone war—”, He stopped talking quickly when he looked behind you. Before you could do anything, you felt two big arms wrap around your waist and pull you backward a bit into a chest, one that you knew all too well. Now you knew for sure that he was up.

Before you could even say anything to the man, Leon let out a low tired grunt into your shoulder and gave the stranger THE look, one you didn't see but clearly was meant for the man to leave asap. As soon as the mailman was nowhere to be seen anymore, Leon grumbled a small “It's cold outside, close the door...Please.”, The blonde says without making any move to pull away from you so you giggle and step backwards, closing the door with your free hand.

“Good morning big guy, what's up with you?”, You asked but then added. “Come on, let's go to the table, I made you something warm to drink.”, When he didn't pull away you knew he had no intention of pulling away from you, that'd he'd stay cuddled against your back and arms around you so you started to walk slowly toward the table, shaking your head amused. What a big baby you've got there, a very handsome one at that. Like he could hear your thought, Leon lifted his head up and stared at you from your shoulder. You turned and gave him a short kiss to which he quickly and happily answered by kissing you back, a bit more eagerly than you...well he had his reasons.

When he first saw you, in his jacket, he thought he was still dreaming. He didn't know his jacket could look so hot and you were the reason behind it. Welp, his favorite jacket will be used even more from now. He'd think about you in it every time hed look at it or get a small whiff of your smell during missions, his break and even when—ahem.

Seeing his girlfriend in the brown jacket made him feel two ways, possessive and very very attracted. Seeing you in his clothes made him realize how real your relationship was, how you were his and his only. Not going to lie, it also made his thoughts go south for a bit, till he simply let it get pushed to the side(for now) by those warm feelings, butterflies in his stomach. So of course when he saw the mailman looking at you—even if it were with no bad intentions—, he couldn't help but get possessive of you and so he did what first came to him, a glare, then become baby and get as close to you as possible. And now that he had you close he didn't want to pull away, unless...it was to get any closer to you.

You two ended up staying in front of the table for a bit, him not wanting to pull away but you ended up giving one of his arms a small tap then lovingly caressed his arm. “Le...I need to finish making the food, it's pratically done. Okay?”, You say, only for the said male to pull you a bit closer and lean to give your neck and jaw a kiss with a small displeased groan. But it quickly changed into a hitchy breath when you leaned your head to the side to give him more access, it was almost as if you were asking him to. He ended up leaving a mark or two on your soft skin so people knew who'se you were, bonus enjoying the little sounds that came out of you.

After that he leaned his forehead down against your shoulder with a sigh, trying to contain or more like control himself and all of his rushing thoughts. He finally ended up letting you go only to sit down on a chair with a small pout, drinking what you made him. He knew that his pout was an "irresistible and adorable" expression that always won you over, even if it didn't exaxtly fit his grown man's face. He would do it for you, and only you, when he wanted something. He purposely would stare at you as you finished the breakfast for the two of you, pouting everytime you glanced at him, making you know that he was unhappy with not being able to cling to you. When you didn't look, his eyes were very much looking at your outfit and the rest that perfectly (to his eyes) fitted, licking his lips a bit before rubbing his face trying not to look too much even though he already was. You knew he was staring, how could you not feel his intense stare, but you tried your best to ignore it, cheeks warming up. Oh you were so into trouble, well if you called it that. Not that you minded the trouble when it came to him.

As soon as you were done and had the two plates in hands, he moved the chair beside his closer meaning he wanted you to sit right by his side. You wanted to tease him a bit more by not sitting, but his face made your heart waver and you gave in to his demand. You smiled and sat down by him, putting the food down as his arm quickly found your waist and he pulled you close. He then hugged you to him with both arms, face snuggling into the crook of your neck as he said in a loving voice. “Thank you for....Being with me still. Don't ever...Leave me please. And also...You can wear my jacket anytime.”, At the last sentence, he leaned his head back up and glanced away cheeks becoming a small tint of pink(well more than they already were).

That only made you smile more and wrap both arms around his neck, one hand going into his hair, leaning close to his face. “You know, I'm the most thankful, thank you for choosing me when you could literally just get any other girls in the world...I love you Leon S Kennedy...”, You whispered the end, inching closer to his face till he closed the distance and kissed you first. It was full of love, tenderness, and a hint of desire. You kissed for a bit till you two pulled away to breath, his forehead ending on yours as he whispered back. “What do you mean? I'm the luckiest guy ever. Couldn't ask for better, for any other girl. Although...You're a bit of a tease.”

And here was his signature teasing grin, the slight tiredness making it even more attractive, but you still rolled your eyes playfully at him. “What? I was colldd.”, You said before laughing softly at the "are you serious, with my jacket?" face he was making. “Okay, okay I might have wanted to try it on too....But its a small reason why.”, you said while showing your fingers that were almost touching, it being that much only. He shook his head and leaned back for a kiss only for you to put your finger between his lips and yours, smiling playfully at him, eyes glittering the same way. “Woah there Le, we need to eat before it gets cold. And I say....Firstonetofinisheatinggetstochoosewhatwedotoday.”, you said the last sentence quickly only purpose before starting eating not letting him time to understand what you said.

When Leon realized what you said, he gasped in false offense at you cheating and started eating first. You didn't look at him but from how he was speaking you knew he was grinning. “You really chose the wrong opponent y/n, baby you will never win against me.”, You two really were going at it, fighting over who gets to choose what you were going to do....Even though, inside you both knew what was going to happen after and that was not only because of him, but what you secretly meant to do too that morning.

And how you guys had so much fun, how you were able to make that Agent laugh and do childish things with you only meant two things. You were meant for him and you were the light of his existence, one he never would want to seperate from...Especially not when he gets to get very close to you. ;)

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I apologize for any of the grammar errors I might have done, English is not my first language. 🙏

Liking or/and Reblogging if you liked would mean so much to me, letting me know you enjoyed what I wrote. 🥺

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[meatmutt-nsfw]

a rare experience | carlos oliveira

fuck it probably ooc carlos fic as an early 1.7k fic >:)

pairing(s): dom!carlos oliveira X reader

warning(s): nsfw, face/throat fucking so blowjob, carlos has a daddy kink (papa is also used), hair pulling, gagging, ball licking/sucking, facial, he usually bottoms so hints of that :3

CARLOS ran his teeth over his bottom lip and let out a deep, pleasured breath as he watched you take his cock in your mouth. You closed your eyes as you sucked on his tip, your hands gripping the skin of his bare thighs. He moaned quietly and thrusted his hips gently.

You lifted your head from the pillows in order to take more of his cock in your mouth. “Oh, shit,” Carlos groaned. One of his hands rested on his hip as the other went to your hair. “Yeah, take it for daddy. Fuck, yeah~”

You opened your eyes and looked up at him, seeing a smirk on his face. It wasn’t everyday he got to refer to himself as daddy around you, so you were gonna let him live in the moment.

Carlos moved your head and his hips in opposite motions so they met in the middle. You heard various moans, ‘oh yeah’s, and swears from him as he continued. Carlos sped up his movements, the lewd squelching and sounds of you gagging growing almost continuous.

“Take it for papa.” He shoved your head down on his cock and thrusted forward, his balls touching your bottom lip and chin. You choked, fingers pulling and struggling against the skin of his thick thighs. Carlos tossed his head back with a loud groan.

After a few seconds of holding you there, he let go of your hair and pulled his hips back so you could breathe. You took a gasp and a moan escaped you. Carlos’ cock twitched. There was a short strand of spit connecting his dick to your tongue, making his body grow hotter.

He chuckled quietly. “You liked that didn’t you, sweetheart?”

“Mhm.” You said as you stuck your tongue out, looking up at him. Carlos cooed as he looked down at you, taking his hand from his side and holding his cock.

Carlos slapped his dick against face gently, clicking his tongue in sync with the smacks. “C’mon lick it,” he commanded. Carlos watched intently as your tongue teased his tip before going to the underside of his shaft and licking a teasing stripe up it. He hummed in approval.

You moaned quietly as he shifted more towards your face, your tongue able to reach his balls without straining your neck. You kissed them softly before taking one in your mouth, switching to the other after you heard Carlos let out a guttural moan.

You felt his grab your hair again, guiding you away from his balls. “Open.” You did as Carlos said, flattening your tongue once again so he could tease the tip on it. “Mm, I’m gonna fuck your throat again and I want you to thank me for it once I’m done.”

“Yes sir.” You said in order to indulge him. You took him into your mouth, preparing yourself for his hip thrusts.

Carlos held your head still while he fucked your throat. His moans told you he was close, very close. “Yeah, shit, that’s it.” You moved your hands to his ass, groping the skin and spreading his cheeks as he fucked your mouth. He slowed his thrusts a bit when he spoke. “You like my ass don’t you, slut.”

You slapped his ass, making his cock twitch. “Sorry, sorry.” He laughed breathily then broke it with a moan. Carlos pulled his hips away but let his tip rest near your tongue while he needily stroked himself. “What do you say to your daddy? What’d I tell you to say?”

You let out a pleasured, breathy moan. “Thank you, daddy.”

“Yeah, fuck, yeah.” Carlos jerked his cock quickly, pants constantly coming from him. His head tilted back and his chest heaved as his orgasm built. “Cumming!”

You closed your eyes when he cried out, feeling his seed shoot on your tongue and face. You rubbed his ass with both your hands in order to soothe him from his climax.

When you opened your eyes, Carlos was moving off your chest. He hovered over you on all fours, admiring his cum still on your face. You wiped it up with your finger and sucked it off. “Don’t swallow yet,” he advised. He took hold of your wrist and licked the bit of cum at the base of your finger.

Carlos leaned down and kissed you, the both of you moaning into one another’s mouths. “Papa tastes good, doesn’t he?”

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[halcyon-writings]

I saw plaga!leon and went what if I wrote a little crack abt it

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Your chest heaves rapidly with ragged breaths. Recovering from a harsh landing, you have expected to have a broken leg (or worse, given the height you fell from). Instead, you’re winded, with your chest heaving as you land on something softer than the bricks.

“Christ...” You wheeze out, attempting to sit up, failing to do so when your arms wobble from the slightest pressure. Only for all the adrenaline to rush into your body when you realize what, or in this case, who you landed on.

“Holy shit! Holyshitholyshit! Leon I’m so so so sorry!” You push yourself off of him, unceremoniously landing on your ass next to him. Meanwhile, Leon, only looks up at the sky as though contemplative.

“Leon?” You look over tentatively, you were still breathing pretty hard, but more so at the shock that he fucking broke your fall.

Veins at the side of his face only grow darker and you gulp. (You gulp?!) However, Leon only wheezes slightly, air most likely having been forced out of his lungs by the harsh landing you both had.

“-m okay... ‘m okay,” He partially slurs out, turning onto his hands and knees as he coughs.

“You sound like shit,” You find yourself saying coarsely, “Why did you do that?!”

In an instant, he stands, helping you stand as well, as shell shocked as you were. The veins still prominent against his skin, but his eyes were the same ones you knew.

“Because this plaga thing probably wants to keep me alive?”

You make a face, “Is it bad that I almost feel sorry for it with the amount of times you’ve put yourself into grave danger because of it?”

“Yes!”

“Yes it’s bad or yes that I should feel bad?”

“....”

“....”

“Let’s keep moving.”

“Well, okay, if you say so.”

#resident evil x reader #resident evil imagines #resident evil imagine #re x reader #leon resident evil x reader #leon scott kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy imagine #biohazard x reader #re imagines #mine

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

Wesker anon here! I hope you’re having a nice day/night! I saw you were asking for requests, so.. If its alright with you, how would Wesker react to a gender neutral reader who quite obviously has a crush on him? Like I mean.. full on blushing and constantly gets caught staring at him..

Albert Wesker's reaction to future s/o having an obvious crush on him:

Gender neutral reader

Warnings: mentions of manipulation.

I'm sorry if this sucks dear Wesker Anon. I hope you enjoy dear and happy holidays.

Albert is an highly observant guy given his background. It's highly likely that he knows that you're enamored with him earlier than most people.

If he's your captain, he will do little things to make you blush.

It could be his light touches on your skin while helping you while training, or him letting you do your paperwork in his office with him alone.

At first, the whole thing as a way for him to use you to benefit his own desires. Wesker tried to convince himself that for the longest time that he was only using your crush on him to have his way.

The other's notice how he acted around you and were quick to catch on that their captain does have a soft spot for the rookie.

You can bet that Jill and Chris would use his soft spot for you to prove their point that you're his favorite even though he says he has no favorites.

"You say you have no favorites but you tend to be awfully close to the rookie at training. You didn't do it for the others."

The whole charade would end with him confronting you in his office about how you act around him. Once you bashfully tell him that you had a crush on him, he would ask you out to dinner in the most cool and collected way.

If this is DBD! Wesker, things would be slightly different. He's still the same smug bastard than before.

Albert would know from the moment he saw the way you looked at him that you were attracted to him.

Your obvious attraction only fuels his ego more. He would show off even more when you're in the trial against him.

It could range from showing off how much more powerful he was via the uroboros all the way to how much larger and muscular he was (especially when he wears his S.T.A.R.S uniform)

It's basically anything to get you to blush and stumble with your words.

As the more trials the two of you end up playing in, the more that Wesker grows fond of you.

It would eventually end up with him sacrificing your other teammates while you get hatch.

No matter how often your teammates use you as their human shield, Wesker would always end up with catching them while you end up with a wound- he still has a job to do even though you're crushing on him.

The entity notices how the two of you interact with each other and would eventually set up a deal with Wesker about keeping you with him on his realm.

#dees arnold palmer #queendeeshorrorimagines #wesker anon #wesker anon request #gender neutral reader #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker imagine #dbd wesker imagines #dead by daylight imagines #resident evil imagines #dbd imagine #re imagines

[sejmisland]

˗ˏˋ dating sheva alomar would include. . . ´ˎ˗

warnings: none! gender neutral / no pronouns used for reader.

good morning kisses. her favorite thing to do is roll over to give you a gentle kiss to your forehead, nose, or lips. 

handwritten notes or letters (or emails/texts). reminders, notes, full on love letters, it doesn’t matter. she enjoys writing these especially if she’s away from you. taking the time to sit down and write them reminds her of how much she truly loves you.

physical touch. she is a soft lover and she connects physically. she loves hand-holding or simply holding you in her arms. her touches are light and gentle, but loving and devoted. she loves being held too (please do).

trust. a lot of it. of course she trusts you but do you trust her? this comes in a lot of ways: her confiding in you about her work and past, sticking to her word, admitting her faults, making a stand for you, and so much more. she doesn’t expect the same but she expects some form of trust from you. if you don’t, then why bother?

security. she wants you to make you feel like you are at home. she never really had a place to call home but you are her home. you’re the reason she comes back, the reason she makes sure she lives another day, because she feels at comfort and at ease in your presence. wherever you go, she will follow. 

respect. sheva respects all but her respect for you is so much deeper. even if its a small disagreement she settles and she listens. she can be headstrong and she can be fiery but all of that is set aside to hear you. the last thing she wants is to upset or push you to the brink. 

vulnerability. she’s strong but there are times where she is vulnerable. she hates showing it but being with you she can let her walls come down. there will be times where she might shed tears. there will be nights where she wakes up terrified. all she asks is that you listen and hold her.

encouragement. she doesn’t care if its something as simple as trying something new or as complex as achieving a lifelong goal. expect her to encourage and help you every step of the way. 

validation. she wants you to know that your feelings, thoughts, ideas, and concerns are validated and prioritized.

music. expect her to occasionally hum to herself. she likes any type of music too, but expect to come home to your favorite song playing :)!

#race thinks #sheva alomar #sheva alomar x you #sheva alomar x reader #resident evil #resident evil imagines #headcanons #re imagines #feel free to tell me what y’all think #planning on making more of these types to ease me into writing again

[sapphire-weapon]

Other Voice Actors: hey guys here's my obligatory social media presence (:

Other Voice Actors: thanks for supporting my project (:

Other Voice Actors: I'm going to pretend like the fandom doesn't exist for my own sanity (:

Cody Christian, the voice of Cloud Strife:

Homie showed up to the ship wars with a bat and is just taking out kneecaps.

#im gonna need him to come to RE fandom next #or at least have him teach nick apostolides his ways #imagine if nick took a bat to RE fandom like this oml

[heartfullofleeches]

"Spouse" Reader: Honey, I want to change myself for the better. For us. I've been on the phone with a therapist and I'm taking you out to your favorite restaurant this evening.

Yan: Darling...

-

Shapeshifter Reader: I... I'm sorry for deceiving you.... For once, I just wanted to know what it's like to be accepted by a human.. I stole your beloved's face.... I am a monster

Yan: I know.

Shapeshifter Reader: You...know?

Yan: Soon as the word "therapist" left your mouth I knew you weren't them. I honestly planned on murdering them when they returned from that 'business trip', but then you came along and I fell in love for real this time.

Shapeshifter Reader: Ah....

Yan: Also, humans don't usually purr when we're excited-

Shapeshifter Reader: ...You don't?-

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere insert #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere oc #yandere blurb #Yandere text #monster reader #Shapeshifter re #shapeshifter reader

[cowboycannibalism]

one of the things that annoys me so bad right now is seeing letterboxd reviews about Lisa Frankenstein being like "she's such a horrible character", "those people didn't deserve to be killed" blah blah blah

SHUT UP

it's a horror romance!! a girl keeps a reanimated dead guy in her closet and falls in love with him! what did you think was going to happen? it's SUPPOSED to be fucked up and weird and that's part of its charm. quit being boring, let female characters (esp in horror) be messy and chaotic and morally gray.

#i really need to stop reading the low rating letterboxd reviews #i just get so curious about what people didnt like about movies #and most of the time they just make me annoyed lol #anywas go see this movie #i support womens rights and womens wrongs #lisa frankenstein #i love me a Frankenstein re-imagining #horror #horror hype #i live out my god complex through evil little scientists #<- thats my Frankenstein-esque media tag

[naonap]

men used to go to war

#imagine you're kunikida and you see this bitch like this at work what do you do #i gave up on the phone before i had even staryed #started #im not re writing thay #THAT #can you tell im lazy #anyway #bongou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd fanart #bongou stray dogs fanart #bsd dazai #dazai fanart #hmmm what else #dazai osamu

[so-mordor-itis]

Quirks About Leon

-He needs his coffee black. He will not drink it any other way. Sugar and milk just make it too smooth, too creamy. When he wants to wake up in the morning, the bitter taste of black coffee is just the kick he needs. Adding anything would make him feel more sleepy and start to remind him of the past when he actually enjoyed adding two cubes of sugar into the beverage. He may like chocolate and other types of sweets, but his coffee is separate.

-Leon is a gift giver. He has a lot of money but doesn't exactly know what to do with it. He's so accustomed to traveling back and forth, living on take out and plastic bins of leftovers. When you ask him to spend money on himself, he'll look at you funny and say, "Like what?" So, instead, he'll buy you gifts. He knows what you like, created a list in his head. Leon made himself observant, and he uses that to his advantage. He'll catch your gaze lingering on something too long, and suddenly, it's on the kitchen counter. You give him a glare, and he just returns it with a "You were practically drooling over it. I couldn't let you not have it."

-Over the course of your relationship, Leon gains the habit of pulling you close to him. It's kind of a protective nudge, and it shows a bit more in public. For instance, sitting in an airport, he'll lean over for your hand and tug you slightly closer. Waiting for a crosswalk, he'll feel for you next to him before crossing the street. He just likes to reassure himself that you're there and you're safe. You'll notice he tends to place you behind him.

-During a moment of passion, lips locked, fingers curled in his hair, teeth clashing--he'll pat your thigh or the lower part of your leg, telling you it's okay to wrap your legs around his waist. The pat is an encouragement even. He loves the feeling.

-Leon was forced to learn how to adapt quickly. With the experiences from Raccoon City and his intense military training, he learned there was always a possibility for anything. There was no such thing as impossible anymore. He removed that word from his vocabulary. He observes your body language, the tone of your voice, the emotion in your eyes. Leon tends to notice what you're feeling before you even tell him. He can't help but be a bit amused when he asks what's wrong and you look at him as if he's just read your mind and you hate it. He hides that part, not wanting to upset you further in case you truly are down.

-You had to tell him you loved him first. Those three little words were terrifying to him; they held so much power, and that left him feeling so vulnerable. Leon was scared that the moment he could allow himself to admit to you (and his own consciousness) that he was in love with you and his heart was forever yours, you'd leave. Or be forced to leave or...something more horrifying that left a bitter taste in his mouth. When you finally said the three words to him, he felt them tumble out shortly after. If you could find the courage to say them, so could he. He wonders if you truly know the hold you have over him.

-He adores tracing any scars or stretch marks or any part of your body. To him, they're what make you unique, what make your body your own. Leon learned how to come to terms with the scars that were left from Raccoon, with the mental gashes and bite marks. He traces over yours as a message, telling you he doesn't mind them. A reassurance.

#resident evil x reader #resident evil imagines #resident evil 4 #resident evil #re imagines #leon kennedy resident evil #leon kennedy imagines #leon kennedy x reader #leon x y/n #leon x reader #leon scott kennedy #my writing #leon kennedy headcanons

[grnherbs]

eigteen plus, mdni

hybrid!leon in a particularly brutal heat, who can't stop his hips from rocking into you time and time again, no matter how hard he tries to escape your scent he can't get enough of it and he buries his nose deeper still into your collar.

he thrusts sloppily over and over, willing himself to somehow get deeper each time and whining when he finds he couldn't physically get closer if he tried. his veined hands gripping the pillow behind your head, whining and fucking up into you, tip reaching the very head of your cervix.

"mph. fuck baby, you feel so fucking tight, this pussy is fucking gripping my cock so good, gonna fill you up till you're dripping with my cum," he leans by your ear and with a sharp thrust he says "and then I'm gonna fuck it back into you."

the feeling of his rough shirt pressed against your sensitive nipples, chaffing them in the best way possible, you were whimpering now, shaking from your third orgasm of the evening. Leon becoming more and more relentless as time grew on. his cock still painfully hard for him.

"you smell so good baby, i don't, you gotta be fucking ovulating, your hormones are fucking insane, can smell you half way down the street sweet girl" his head was warm, a ball of sweat washing down his cheek as he reached his high for the second time.

he shakes through his orgasm, overstimulated but somehow it wasn't enough, as he began to rutt again and again against you "I'm sorry baby,, i can't, i just can't stop, it hurts so bad to not be in you, I'm sorry sweet girl, I'm sorry I'm not myself" he shakes again and again and you stroke your hand against his warm, tear stained cheeks as he chokes out a moan when your legs lock around him. "it's okay lee, just, just use me"

and he sobs at this, relief, hips faltering into you and you swear you can feel his cum slipping out, too full to hold anymore, his wet lips capturing your nipple in his mouth, tongue swirling around the tip. when pulling away he ushers "need to fuc- need to fuck you full of my babies, please, wanna see that stomach so fucking big and swollen, need you to be a pretty momma for me"

#herbs thoughts #leon kennedy #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy imagine #leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy #dark fic leon kennedy #leon kennedy resident evil #leon kennedy smut drabble #leon kennedy x you #puppy leon kennedy #puppy boy leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #resident evil #resident evil imagines #resident evil smut #re smut

[agentredposts]

I know Leon wouldnt be who he is without what he went through but for the baby...imagine.

At the end of a mission one day he got hurt, ending up hitting his head hard which made him forget about things such as his job and horrible memories and a cough bitch cough from the past. Weirdly recognizing you, his current lover, even if the rest is blurry and gets to have peace, to relax, enjoy happy days recovering with you around. ♡

Just to give him a little break. Him getting lots of cuddles, care, kisses, and attention from you to which he LOVES it, more than anything.

#leon s kennedy imagine #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #resident evil #re imagines #leon x reader #short imagine #Lets just give him a little break #Leon deserves the best #Baby boi #Fluff #Re short fluff imagine

[gophergal]

You get wrecked by a Heavy+Medic duo and see one of these taunts before you respawn. How do you react?

(aka: @cursed--alien and I were bullshitting about potential taunts that would kill homophobic gamer boys on sight and these shitty doodles are the result)

#gopher art #team fortress 2 #heavymedic #red oktoberfest #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #please imagine. im begging you. #if something to this effect got added i would pay so fucking much money for it. i dont give a fuck #also. we were discussing the hilarity of this being some squeaker's gay awakening. he gets annihilated by a heavymedic duo #and they tauntsmooch on his killcam. and he has to re-evaluate something. ie google “am i gay quiz” #see my vision boy

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

Death and Life

HUNK X Gender neutral reader

Warnings: mentions of injuries (minor cuts and bruises)

The first request for my soulmate au One-shot series. I made reader a rookie medic with the codename Saint in this fic but other than that, reader is pretty much ambiguous as i can make it. I hope everyone enjoys. (Please help, I might have a horrible mask kink)

Prompt: Thinking that you/ they don't have a soulmate until you/ they meet your soulmate/ their soulmate

Entering Umbrella's headquarter building with several agents, he withholds his grunts of discomfort as an agent beside talks to him, her spotless outfit was a striking difference to his bloodied and tattered uniform. She had a glowing rose tattoo on the palm of her hand- her soulmate mark.

HUNK, for the most part kept quiet as they walked down the long hallway, listening to what she had to say. His mind is thinking about the details of the mission he just completed. The pesky thoughts of wondering if he's truly meant to be alone occasionally rears its head in his thoughts.

HUNK has always been too great at the missions he's done throughout the years he's been in umbrella, hell, even during his time in the military. Having a soulmate will only make things worse for him- he tries his best to convince himself while others gave sympathetic looks his way when they found out.

Being the grim reaper in what he does gives him no time to care about the fact that he has no sign of a soulmate present. It made him focus in on being successful on his missions while his colleagues usually end up failing.

Before he joined umbrella, he has felt the emotional sting of knowing that he doesn't have any signs of a soulmate. No matching tattoos like everyone else, just his bare skin that shows. Now it's just the numbness of the acceptance of having no soulmate to go home to after his missions. He was the ideal candidate for Unbrella because of that.

"Have you seen the new nurse that started today?"

Whispers from one of the agents peaked his interest as they talked about the newest member. His footsteps followed through the corridors of the medical unit.

"Yeah, agent. I heard that the nurse doesn't have any soulmate.. how tragic."

The other agent responded, giving a brief sympathetic look towards the first agent. Both agents quickly quit down once they realized that HUNK was staring at them. He reluctantly entered the medical unit with his superior, not wanting to waste his time getting checked out for barely any injuries.

He sits on one of the beds, quietly waiting for the nurse to enter the area. His boss sits down at a spare chair after asking the head nurse to send a nurse their way. HUNK's mask covered eyes took in their surroundings before hearing soft footsteps and wheels of the medical cart move closer towards him.

"Hello, HUNK. Call me Saint, I'm here to check you out and make sure you don't have any infections and you'll be on your way."

Your eyes were on your clipboard before you looked at the male sitting on the bed. His covered eyes looked into yours as you felt as if the world has stopped. Butterflies fluttered your stomach as you attempted to put on a professional facade as you moved to your chair near the bed.

"I'll be damned, you do have a soulmate."

The voice of HUNK's superior mused as he uttered something about owing a couple people money for a bet. Your gloved hands carefully checked his cuts and bruises. It was gentle but perfectly accurate as you disinfeted and bandaged each cut on his skin.

HUNK felt a mixture of shock and disbelief as he looked at you work. The rookie nurse named Saint was his soulmate, his other half. All these years of accepting that he was supposed to be alone turned out to be a lie, his soulmate mark was not having one.

"All done.. I'd suggest applying the arnica cream on your bruises ever six hours for the next couple days. Other than that, you should get some rest."

Disposing of the contaminated items, you advised to him. Your shrubs were neatly pressed and matched the other nurses he's seen. Just as you handed him the jar of cream, the agent got up; leaving the area as he shot a knowing look towards the masked man.

"You don't have a soulmate mark too, eh?"

You tried to break the ice as you wrote on the paper in your clip board.

"Well, if you need a personal nurse or just someone to hang out with, here's my phone number."

With a soft smile, you took the sheet of paper out, folding it in half before handing it to HUNK. You hear the head nurse call your name before you said a brief goodbye to the male.

#hunk x reader #queendeeshorrorimagines #resident evil imagine #resident evil imagines #re imagines #hunk imagines #hunk imagine #dees sweet tea #gender neutral reader #soulmate au