#stepdad!scott

[lipglossanon]

An Open Invitation (To A Perfect Domination)

✩｡:*•.───── ❁ ❁ ─────.•*:｡✩

stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy/fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ so minors DNI, stepcest, bully!leon, mean!leon, stepdad!leon, fem!reader, oral (f receiving), daddy kink, corruption kink, dacryphilia, slight dubcon, breeding kink, unprotected sex

Title from Fighting With the Melody by Jimmy Urine

Not proofread so ignore any mistakes

(Part 2)

(Part 3)

✩｡:*•.───── ❁ ❁ ─────.•*:｡✩

“Hey sweetheart, what’re you up to?”

You fight down your embarrassment and turn from entering your room to see Leon leaving the master bedroom he shares with your mom.

“Uh n-nothing,” you smooth your skirt down, a nervous tic that happens around Leon and you hope he hasn’t noticed.

“Wanna watch a scary movie with me later?” he wiggles his fingers at you when he says scary.

“Well—“

“Your mom hates’em and since she’s outta town for the weekend, now’s the perfect time to watch it,” he grins at you, eyes crinkling at the corners, “c’mon what do you say?”

You feel your heartbeat in your throat and butterflies in your stomach as you give him a shaky smile in return.

“O-okay. I’ve gotta put my phone on charge but then I’ll head downstairs.“

You think you see his smile sharpen but you blink and it’s just the usual grin Leon gives you.

“Great, see you downstairs, sweetheart.”

You quickly plug in your phone and leave it on your nightstand, then make your way downstairs to the den. Leon’s already settled on the couch flipping through the watch list to find a horror movie.

You go to sit down in the recliner but he tsks to get your attention.

“Come sit by me, sweetheart. It feels like I hardly ever see you anymore.”

You ignore the nerves flaring at being so close to him and sit down on the couch, leaving some space between you two.

“I’ve been pretty busy with stuff after school,” you clear your throat, “been hanging out with some friends.”

“That’s good,” he hums, then turns from the screen to face you, “but I’m happy you can spend some time with me tonight.”

You fiddle with the hem of your skirt, “Y-yeah, it’ll be nice to hang out.”

He laughs and pats your bare knee, “Definitely.”

He faces the tv once again and chooses a movie. Your heart speeds up in your chest when Leon never pulls his hand back from your leg. For the first half of the movie, your attention is split between trying to watch what’s happening on screen and keeping your leg from twitching from Leon’s warm hand. His thumb will randomly rub against your skin or he’ll squeeze down if a loud moment happens in the movie.

You look over at him in confusion when you feel him tug your leg closer to him.

“You’re pretty tense, sweetheart. C’mere, sit closer. Promise won’t let anything happen to you,” he gives you a crooked grin.

You don’t want to make things awkward so you do as he says; you scoot yourself closer to him and he wraps his arm around your shoulders to pull you snug against him.

“See? That’s not so bad, right?” he whispers in your ear.

Goosebumps run across your neck, “S’fine.”

“Good,” he presses a barely there kiss to your head, grazing the tip of your ear.

You give a soft gasp and tense up but quickly relax hoping he didn’t notice.

“Oh?” his mouth is still hovering over your ear and he presses a light kiss to the lobe.

You tense again but refrain from making a noise. He presses another kiss to the back of your ear then continues to press more soft, light ones to the skin behind your ear and down your neck.

You know you make a sound then cause he chuckles and tightens his hold on your shoulders.

“Feel nice, baby?” he goes back to your neck but adds a hint of teeth and tongue to his kisses.

You reach out to push him away, but his free arm comes up to grab your wrists and holds them together with one hand.

“Shhh, be good for me baby,” he rumbles, “be a good girl for daddy.”

You gasp, nipples hardening and body going hot all over.

He laughs, a low sound in his chest, “Mmm yeah, be a good girl for me. Now kiss me sweetheart, let me taste that sweet little mouth.”

In a daze, you turn and meet his dark eyes. He glances down at your parted lips and looks back up into your blown pupils.

“C’mon, a little kiss never hurt anyone, sweetheart.”

Your eyes slip shut as he closes the gap and kisses you. His mouth his hot and insistent, tongue running across your bottom lip. Your mouth opens for him and he’s pressing his tongue deep—taking, tasting. You whine when he pulls away.

“Another one?”

You nod and he goes back to kissing you breathless, tongues tangling until he pulls away again.

“Another,” this time it’s you demanding, twisting your wrists in his grip.

“Greedy,” he laughs, and teasingly gives you a chaste peck on the lips.

“Please,” you tug against his hold, “wanna kiss.”

“Yeah? Well who am I to say no,” he kisses you eagerly, pressing your lips together until it almost hurts.

Leon kisses you until you’re drooling, spit dripping down your chin as his tongue overwhelms your mouth.

“Messy girl,” he groans, “such a messy girl.”

Your breathing hard and your pussy is leaking slick in the gusset of your panties. The hand Leon’s using to hold your wrists pulls down to press your hands on the obvious outline of his cock.

Wide eyed, you look from his smug face to where your hands are cupping his dick in his sweats.

“You’re making me so hard, baby,” he noses at your hairline and presses a kiss to your forehead. “Reach in and pull me out, yeah?”

You’re dizzy with arousal, and almost like in a dream, you watch yourself follow his instructions. He lets go of your wrists and you push the band of his sweatpants down with one hand and use the other to reach inside and pull his dick out.

He hisses as soon as your hand touches the blood hot skin. You know you’re gawking but you can’t look away. He’s fatand long and so thick. You slowly trail your fingers up to the head and drag across his foreskin.

“Fuck,” he bites out, “touch daddy as much as you want, sweetheart.”

His cock kicks in your hand as a glob of precum oozes from the head. You run your fingers through the sticky mess, slowly caressing the soft skin. You whimper as your clit pulses with need.

His palm cups your hot pussy.

“Baby,” he groans into your neck, lips dragging against your skin, “is this all for me?”

“Y-yeah,” you whimper, rolling your hips into his broad hand.

He pulls away to watch you hump your needy pussy into his palm. Your nails dig into his thick bicep as he presses his hand against you harder.

“That’s it baby, ride my hand like a good little girl. My good girl,” he growls.

“Daddy,” you whine, tears gathering in your lash line.

“So good for me baby, so good,” he kisses your cheek.

“Wanna show you something, sweetheart.”

He pulls you into his lap, your back against his chest.

“Take off your panties,” he holds onto your hips.

You arch your hips up and ease your underwear down your thighs and slip them the rest of the way off.

“Now hold your skirt up, baby.”

You both watch your hands as you grab the hem and pull up until he can see your wet cunt. He grabs your legs and places them on the outside of his own so your pussy is spread out on display.

He slaps his hand on your sensitive mound and clit. You give a low cry as he spanks your cunt again.

“Yeah that’s what my girl needs, needs to know her place,” he murmurs in your ear, “like this little pussy getting slapped, baby? Need me to spank it better?”

Your toes are curling in your socks as you arch back into Leon, grinding down on the dick you feel underneath your ass.

“Please please please,” you’re gasping, hands clawing at his forearms.

One hand spreads your pussy lips open and with the other, he gives a stinging slap to your swollen clit.

Your body jerks like you’ve been electrocuted and you wail from the intense feeling coursing through your pussy.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” Leon’s voice is thick, “m’gonna give this sweet cunt lotsa kisses after this. Just let me spank her til she’s crying, okay baby?”

You can’t even talk just let out a weak moan as Leon goes back to slapping your throbbing cunt. Submerged under the pleasurable pain of his broad hand, you lose all track of time.

Leon finally stops spanking your pussy and slips his middle and ring finger into your sopping wet hole. You can feel his wedding band glide against your walls.

“Damn baby,” he laughs, “what a little slut. Even your mom doesn’t get this wet from a little pussy slapping.”

You clench hard around his fingers at those words.

“Oh?” his voice gets even lower, “yeah, my sweet girl is better than her own mother. Is that what you want to hear? I’ve been wanting to fuck you since she introduced us on that third date.”

“N-no, I’m not—“

He shushes you, “S’okay, baby. I’ll make sure to take care of my little girl. I’m gonna make you cum on my tongue then my cock. Don’t care if you can take it or not.”

His tongue dips inside your ear before his mouth trails down your jaw to your neck. He grabs your hips and helps you stand on your shaky legs. He stands up behind you and pushes you to the stairs.

“C’mon baby, wanna eat you out in my bed and not the couch,” he presses a wet kiss to your neck as you moan, “rather take you apart on my sheets.”

The next thing you know, you’re splayed out naked across your mother and her new husband’s—your stepdad’s—bed.

“Such a sweet pussy,” Leon moans, tongue lapping at your wet folds, eyes locked with yours from where he’s lying naked between your legs.

His hands come up to the inside of your thighs and press down, leaving you spread open for his hungry mouth. His face is buried in your cunt, licking into your slick hole.

You moan so loud you have the fleeting thought you might lose your voice. Your hands are gripping his hair tightly, hips rolling up into his mouth.

He pulls far enough away to spit into your pussy before tongue fucking his spit into your clenching hole.

You moan and pull his hair, strands wrapped around your fingers to help guide his face to where you want it most. He takes the hint and begins to press wet open mouthed kisses to your sensitive clit. He sucks the swollen bud into his mouth and flicks his tongue against it over and over again. Your legs thrash where he has them pinned down to the bed.

“M gonna cum, Leon. You’re gonna make me cum,” you moan.

He hums into your pussy, suckling your clit softly. He pulls away to lap at your pussy with quick strokes of his tongue.

“Cum all over my face, sweetheart. Show daddy how good he makes you feel,” he presses his face back between your folds and sucks your clit back into his mouth.

“Daddy,” you hiccup a sob as you cum, slick coating his lower jaw and dripping down his chin.

“Good girl,” he climbs over top of you and kisses your harshly, fucking his tongue into your mouth.

You can taste yourself on his lips and arch up into his body. His dripping cock drags against your throbbing pussy. He thrusts his hips to rub his cock through the slick leaking from your cunt.

“Ready for me, baby?”

Not waiting for an answer, he slips the head of his dick inside your clenching hole.

“Fuck, you’re gonna be tight,” he laughs to himself, “yeah a tight little pussy for daddy.”

You’re clawing at his shoulders and back. You almost can’t breathe from the stretch.

“Too big,” your eyes are starting to water, “I can’t—“

He covers your mouth with the palm of his hand.

“Doesn’t matter, sweetheart,” he smiles at you but it doesn’t reach his eyes, “we’ll just have to train this cunt to take it, huh?”

It hurts but it feels good too; you feel overly full and stretched out, but you want him to keep going. You start to cry but you can feel yourself getting wetter, easing the way for Leon to bully his cock further into your pussy until he bottoms out.

“Got all weekend to train you, sweetheart,” he laughs meanly, “gonna stay buried in this cute little pussy til your mom gets home.”

You moan high in your throat, walls clamping down around Leon’s thick cock as you cum hard.

“Oh fuck me,” he laughs even harder, “yes, baby, that’s it. You like that? Like that I’m gonna breed this sweet pussy all weekend?”

He pulls his cock halfway out then slowly sinks back into your wet and willing body. More tears drip from your eyes.

“‘M not kidding, sweetheart,” his palm presses harder around your mouth, “gonna fuck you all weekend. Cream this pussy over and over again.”

He reaches between your bodies and begins to rub and pinch your clit.

“Want you to cum again, beautiful,” he groans, “need you squeezing me tight while I cum in you.”

You shake you head back and forth and try to say no, to pull out but he only smiles down at you.

“I’m not pulling out, daddy’s gotta give his messy girl his cum, gotta show her how much he loves her, right?”

You try to twist your head away and push against his chest, but he settles his body further over you and slowly ruts into your squelching cunt. His fingers circle your clit until your pussy’s clenching and spasming around him again, eyes rolling back from the force of your orgasm.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum,” he pants into your neck, “take it, fuck, take it.”

With a low groan you feel reverberating in your own chest, Leon fucks his cock deep inside you and cums.

“That’s it,” he’s panting, sucking a bruise into your neck, “milk my cock baby. Yes, love this pussy so much.”

He grinds his dick inside your pussy until the steady stream of cum stops filling you. Slipping out, he watches as his cum leaks out of your puffy cunt. He uses two fingers to scoop it up and rubs across your clit until your legs kick out from overstimulation. He shoves your legs open and continues rubbing your clit until your body arches and a mix of slick and cum gushes from your pussy as you climax again.

You’re openly crying now, partly from overstimulation and partly from just how mean Leon has treated you.

“Aww, don’t cry, sweetheart,” he coos down at you and kisses your tear stained cheeks, “didn’t that feel good?”

He placates you with soft kisses and sweet words until your breathing calms and you feel less overwhelmed.

“There we go, there’s my good girl,” he rubs a thumb across your bottom lip as you give him a shaky smile.

“Daddy’s good girl, right?”

“Y-yeah,” you breathe out, “I’m daddy’s good girl.”

“Yeah you are,” he smiles all teeth and dark eyes, “my very, very good girl.”

#leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy resident evil #leon s kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x fem!reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #leon s. kennedy #stepcest #stepdad!leon s kennedy #stepdad!leon s kennedy/fem!reader #fem!reader #stepdad leon s kennedy

[grnherbs]

thinking about filthy sleezy stepdad!leon

just begging to fill your cunt when you're alone together, whispering in your ear that "no one has to know", and that he'll "breed you so so good".

your ass is pressed against him as you wash the dishes, trying to hide the blush that settles on your face as he reaches round to squeeze your tits over your shirt,

and suddenly he's kissing up your neck and moving his other hand down and down until his fingers are ghosting over your clit, forcing your head down and ripping your shorts off, getting to his knees as he starts to eat you like he's so hungry for you.

like you're the first thing he's ever tasted and the last thing he ever wants to.

#leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy imagine #leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #leon kennedy resident evil #resident evil imagines #resident evil #resident evil smut #stepdad!leon kennedy

[lesbiradshaw]

people reducing liam to the fanon archetypes of either Sunshine Puppy or Aggressive Dickhead is crazy because i rlly do think he’s one of the most complex members of the main cast when you actually LOOK at him outside of a shipping lens.

#dont have the energy to type out an essay about his guilt issues and complicated relationship with his own emotions rn #but just know i am THINKING ABOUT IT #‘he’s boring’ ‘he’s immature and annoying’ mind you he was 15 when he got turned #his intro arc is genuinely one of my favorites #like the scene of him talking to his stepdad and asking if hes mad that he got hurt? #the scene of him crying on the forest floor saying he didnt want his parents to see him as even more of a monster! #the scene of him clinging to scott after getting out of the well? him helping scott come back to himself in the finale? #also that whole scene where he says hes not sure hes like scott yet…. MY BABY #teen wolf #liam dunbar

[phantomram-b00]

Pretty sure someone already made this joke, but this gives off Muriel being an unofficial official therapist to their father, Crowley can (aka they’re so done with their fathers shit season 3 comes, trust.)

#good omens #I saw Scott pilgrim anime and ngl pretty good recommend #ineffable husbands #good omens muriel #muriel #antony j crowley #anthony janthony crowley #Muriel is so done with their stepdad crying over their other stepdad #crowley good omens #good omens crowley

[lauriel816]

Charles: Why do you like being out in the rain?

Scott: The rain is just fun.

Jean: It does good to my mental health.

Ororo: Walking in the rain brings me illuminating ideas.

Kurt: I like splashing in the puddles!

Peter: I’m trying to get hit by lightning.

#I think ororo would gladly help- #stepdad!charles #speedyson #magfam #charles xavier #peter maximoff #scott summers #jean grey #ororo munroe #kurt wagner #professor x #quicksilver #cyclops #storm #nightcrawler #marvel girl #xmen #incorrect quotes #incorrect xmen quotes

[bericas]

scott appreciation week (day 4) → i think it’s my fault

― Andrei Tarkovsky, Journal 1970-1986

#twedit #scottmccalledit #scottmccallweek #dont talk to me about the last gif i dont want to hear it #ive taken one art history class and the only redeeming thing about the last gif is that it kind of looks like a painting almost #with like the faded gauziness and how the tarp almost looks like brushstrokes #I TOOK ONE ART HISTORY CLASS PLEASE DONT BULLY ME ABOUT THIS #and i do think it adds to the effect. like its over. theres no fighting it. hes a saint. #the rest are in focus and vibrant and the last one is kind of blurred out. okay maybe i like it now. #anyway its really about how scott doesnt get to be a kid and so rarely are the adults in his life adults #and its not necessarily their faults. like. very many of them are also human. #deaton steps up for him a lot and melissa does her best and imo only ever really fails bc of poor writing choices #and by s6 when chris is trying to be his stepdad i think he's stepped up in a big way too #but. like. melissa raised a good kid. and shes a good mom. but life still happens and no one really talks abt how scott was parentified too #like. you gave a kid with a fixer complex supwerpowers. he is obviously going to feel the need to be a superhero #he barely got to be a kid before that and he certainly doesn't get to now which we see as early as season 1 #when he leaves his friends and girflriend in a room to hide in a room to go fight a monster #he doesnt get to hide. he doesnt get to not fight. by formality he's saying that he has to protect everyone #in fury matt shoots him in front of his mom and makes him leave her and threatens to kill her and he still cant help but show him sympathy #during his Tragic Backstory. like. scott wouldve saved matt if he couldve. i bet he thinks about matt honestly. #WAIT FUCK #FLASHING GIF TW #for the fourth andddddd seventh one #maybe the third one? im not sure but its him breaking thru the mountain ash its all glowy #anyway #scott doesnt get to be a kid and by s5 they forget that he's even a person #and by s6 they try to assert that as a positive #every villain makes him kinder but only because he doesn't have an alternative. it changes him. it can't not change him. #he can't be the same after. so it's kinder or crueler but crueler was never an option. #theyve made him into a saint by robbing him of his personhood

[capricornsicle]

4x11 "A Promise to the Dead" — Liam & Berserkers

#this is such an interesting episode for him #good episode overall + lots of character stuff for various people #for context this is also first scira date/parrish glowing eyes/argent almost giving up/brett talking about scott's pack #interesting how Liam's original issues were anger/violence and they've shifted to fear here #IED (the disorder) attacks usually resemble panic attacks in a lot of ways #especially after 4x06 where Liam says his stepdad told him kids deal with anger by hurting others or hurting themselves #and Liam's tendency of making himself bleed with his claws to control the shift #he's not just angry he's afraid #of the things happening around him (berserkers/friends dying/etc) but also of himself #and this is an interesting manifestation of that bc the berserkers are *never really there* #teen wolf #twedit #teen wolf gifs #my gifs #liam dunbar #teen wolf berserkers #can't believe there's no berserkers tag #tw horror #I think that covers all the sins here

[tllgrrl]

Avengers Tower - The Dads Wing by @tllgrrl aka Nefertiri Jones

StepDad!Bucky Barnes & Dad!Clint Barton | Rated: G

Summary: Grumpy Old Man Bucky Barnes runs into Grumpy Younger Man Clint Barton. It’s been a while, and it seems they now have more in common than the last time they met.

#bucky barnes #clint barton #stepdad bucky #dad clint #happy dads day #cameos #peter parker #smart hulk #sam wilsom #scott lang #peter quill #thor

[entity9silvergen]

Obsessed with the idea of Magneto being the X-Men 97's absent stepdad. Like the X-Men were like okay our dad is dead so Scott's probably getting custody of us, right? Wrong. Your dad had a husband you didn't know about and he's going to take care of you now.

A whole fanfic of this is unfolding in my mind, you have no idea.

#xmen 97 #xmen #x men 97 #magneto #professor x

[jellieland]

(Spoilers for. Real life?? I guess???)

---

Five figures stand, solemn, at the celestial summit of nowhere. They discuss matters of great import, and observe the fragile gossamer thread that is all that surrounds them, and-

Oh. No, nope, nevermind. They're just arguing again, aren't they.

"-don't know what you expect ME to do about it!" snaps the Red One.

"I don't know, Grian, how about literally anything?" asks the Scarlet Moon, raising an eyebrow.

"I mean, you could at least tell us what's going on out there," says the Ruby Star. "I don't think that's too much to ask, Grian."

"Riiight, like that'll help," says the Bloody Victor, rolling his eyes.

"Oh, for goodness sake, Martyn, do you have to make this difficult every single time?" snaps the Red One. "Anyway, we've got loads of time to work this out. It's only just started, even if it was a bit earlier than I thought it would be," he grumbles, irritated.

"Oh! Look!" calls the Coquelicot Loner, from where he is peering away from their circle at something that would look, to anyone but the five present, entirely indistinguishable from any other patch of the universe. "They must be done! Someone's coming!"

"What?" The Red One frowns. "Don't be ridiculous, Scar, there's no way-"

A brilliant beam of starlight shoots down from the heavens, and tears through their little circle like a formula one car cutting through the middle of a picnic.

It leaves behind...

Huh.

What. What is that.

There is... a. Person? But the proportions are all wrong, nothing this world has ever seen before. The limbs are mismatched, twisted, not quite connected. The movement is... disturbingly smooth, except when it jerks and jumps at seemingly random moments.

Whatever they are, they regain their balance, look around, and... laugh. "Oh, hey guys!" they say. "You know, I really didn't think this counted. But here we are, I guess!"

"Mom?" says the Coquelicot Loner, squinting at her. "Why are you short?"

"Oh my god, Scar, you can't just ask people why they're short," says the Ruby Star, apparently on autopilot.

"Yeah, and, uh, not to be rude, but more like why are you an eldrich horror? But, like, more so than usual?" says the Bloody Victor, backing up and looking rather alarmed.

They raise an eyebrow. "Oh, we're doing this now, are we?" They shake their head. "You know what this is perfectly well. We did another game, and I won. Deeply surprising, I know, but here we are!"

The Scarlet Moon tilts her head. "I mean, not that it's not nice to have you here, I guess, but that seemed real quick for a whole game, Cleo."

"Yes, thank you Pearl," says the Red One, narrowing his eyes. "I quite agree. Just how violent WAS this one that it's already finished? And WHY was I not informed?"

Cleo laughs. "To be honest I don't think anyone expected it to matter. And, I mean, sure it was violent, they always are, but it was all pretty light-hearted to be honest! Not a lot of drama, you know." She looks around, and seems to remember something. "Oh, Scott, I let a zombie kill you at the end! Sorry about that, I didn't realise quite how low you were. It was pretty funny, though."

The Ruby Star blinks, and shrugs. "I mean, fair enough. Hey, that means Divorce Quartet is all here, now!"

The Coquelicot Loner squints. "...Does that make you my stepdad, Scott?"

"No," says Cleo.

"God no," says the Ruby Star. "For, just, so many reasons."

"Yeah, I am not doing that again," says Cleo.

"So... So, hang on," says the Red One. "You're saying, in your game, it was all just. Cool and fine and calm. No pain or blood or sacrifice. No agonising entangled web of alliances. No cold-blooded, cold-hearted backstabbing?"

("Hey!" says the Bloody Victor.)

"I mean there was plenty of blood, technically. And Martyn did sort of try to stab everyone in the back and then run away."

("...Yeah, ok, fine," says the Bloody Victor.)

"But no, not much emotional turmoil, all in all! It was pretty chill, really!" They glance around the circle. "It was nice to see Ren again, too! I think he was off roleplaying with Martyn most of the time, though."

"I'm going to kill you," says the Bloody Victor, despairingly. "How is that fair?!"

"Life isn't fair," says the Scarlet Moon.

"Oh, you-"

"Can you shut up for five minutes," snaps the Red One.

As the bickering continues, the Coquelicot Loner and Ruby Star sidle up to Cleo, avoiding her wavering, eldritch outline.

"So!" says the Coquelicot Loner. "How's dad?"

Cleo gives him a look. "Scar," they say.

He holds up his hands. "Ok, ok! Just asking!"

She shakes her head, not without affection. "Is this really all you do here? Just stand around and irritate each other?"

"No!" says the Coquelicot Loner, seemingly deeply offended.

"Yeah, pretty much," says the Ruby Star.

"Ok well that's stupid," says Cleo.

"Yes," says the Red One, having extricated himself from the continuing altercation between the other two. "This is extremely stupid." He claps his hands, drawing everyone's attention and finally ending the argument, for now. "All in favour of erasing the past few minutes from existence and pretending none this ever happened?"

"Aye," says everyone but Cleo.

"What," says Cleo.

"It means you get to go home and you don't have to stands around in a circle with us lot for the rest of eternity," says the Scarlet Moon.

"Oh. Yeah, definitely do that," says Cleo.

"Wonderful," says the Red One, and clicks his fingers.

...

Five figures stand, solemn, at the celestial summit of nowhere. They discuss matters of great import, and observe the fragile gossamer thread that is all that surrounds them, and-

The Coquelicot Loner speaks. "Well, that was fun, wasn't it! Do you-"

"I thought we just agreed that didn't happen, Scar," snaps the Red One.

Oh, ok. Alright, they're arguing again.

Yeah, we probably don't have to stick around and listen to this any longer, either. I don't expect it's going to change anytime soon.

#real life smp #life series #grian #pearlescentmoon #scott smajor #martyn inthelittlewood #goodtimeswithscar #zombiecleo #my writing #trafficfic

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

I’m gonna write this down now so I can look like an absolute genius later (or look like a clown, but at least I said it with my full chest!)

❌ Spoilers for the FNAF Movie below! ❌

Ok, I might be huffing hopium here, but in my heart of hearts I STILL think Mike Schmidt is Mike Afton. If (or when) they make a sequel, there’s a way they can reveal this

So the most obvious thing from this movie is when Mike is in “Steve’s” office, and when “Steve” is reading Mike’s name out loud from his résumé, he stops mid-sentence. He looks at Mike for a weird amount of time, almost studying him, before completely changing the subject. There’s no way in hell “Steve” recognizes Mike from when he saw him as a kid when he kidnapped his brother Garrett 10+ ago, no chance. Also why would he go to Nebraska (unclear where the movie takes place, but let’s assume Utah because of the books) to kidnap a random kid and just drive off? Here’s what I think is going on…(also I’m gonna call him William from now on cuz we all know lol)

William fingered out that Mike is his son during that interview. My theory is that at some point, William was married and him and his wife have a son named Mike. And for one reason or another, they got divorced. This is when Mike was too young to really remember which is why he doesn’t recognize William during their meeting. Mike’s mom gains custody of Mike and remarries, she marries Mr. Schmidt. They have a child together, Garrett. Sometime after the divorce, William adopts a child, trying to cope after losing his only son. He adopts Vanessa.

William finds out about his ex-wife having another kid. He wants to cause her pain and suffering for leaving him. He follows the Schmidt’s and takes Garrett during the camping trip. Unable to handle the pain, Mike’s mom takes her own life, leaving Mike and his stepdad. Mr. Schmidt marries a little later to another woman, and she has a daughter named Abby. Sometime after this, both Mr. Schmidt and his new wife die, leaving Mike to care for Abby.

Vanessa owed William so much, he had adopted her while she had suffered in an orphanage for years. She would do anything he told her, even if it meant covering up his crimes. Years later, realizing what she was doing was wrong, she left her father and became a police officer, hoping to stop people like her father as she had failed to stop him.

Here’s another thing. Scott Cawthon knows that the fans are obsessed with the lore of FNAF. I think he knew he could make more movies, this isn’t going to be a one and done deal. Plus, he had his hand on this project every step of the way, he wouldn’t agree to anything that he didn’t want to happen in the story. Mike being William’s some is CRUCIAL to the story of FNAF (at least in the games). I think he’s trying to fake us out, you know how he loves to troll the fans!

Again, this is just a theory (A GAME THEORY lol), but I don’t think the idea of Mike being an Afton is dead just yet. Hoping and praying so I can look incredibly smart if or when the sequel drops 🙏🏻

#fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf spoilers #fnaf movie spoilers #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy’s movie #five nights at freddy’s spoilers #five nights at freddy’s movie spoilers #william afton #steve raglan #mike schmidt #mike afton #michael afton #vanessa afton #scott cawthon #theory #garrett schmidt #abby schmidt #please god let me be right i’m begging

[lipglossanon]

Apple Picking

alcoholic/sweet stepdad!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader - SFW

warnings: stepcest, kissing, short and sweet

not proofread ✌️

“Are you cold?”

Leon breathes into his hands one last time before shooting you a grin, crow’s feet crinkling with the movement. 

“You wanna warm me up?”

You laugh, feeling warm all over as you take his hand in yours. 

“You’re such a dork, dad,” you swing your hands together before pulling him close and pressing a kiss to his stubbled cheek. 

“Are you cold?” he murmurs, tugging you into his chest as he noses along your hairline, “you’re little nose feels frozen.”

Giggling, you snuggle into his chest, “Nah, it’s pretty sunny today.”

He hums disbelievingly but lets you pull back to walk along the path, still holding hands. The day is sunny and bright, a crisp breeze rattling the leaves as red, ripe apples sway on the branches.

Glancing back over, you see the cutesy wicker basket the nice lady at the front gate handed to you, clasped in Leon’s other hand. 

You must have gotten here early, you muse, because the apple orchard is quiet and empty. It’s totally fine with you, since it lets you and Leon enjoy each others company with no prying eyes and whispering lips. The air smells crisp like fall weather tends to and the hint of sweetness from the fruit only makes you smile to yourself. 

You lean a little more against Leon making him chuckle and let go of your hand to wrap his hand around your lower back, tugging you even closer. He drops a kiss to the top of your head. 

“Such a sweet girl,” his low voice murmurs against your hair, giving you chill bumps.

“Daddy,” you tilt your head and whine up at him.

He kisses you quickly, tongue licking into your mouth as you sigh. Slowing to a stop, Leon drops the basket and grabs you around your waist and yanks you into his body. You mewl into his wet kisses, hands sneaking into his jacket to wrap around his body. 

After kissing you senseless, Leon finally pulls away, kissing each of your cheeks before bending down to grab the basket. 

“These apples ain’t gonna pick themselves, sweetheart,” he teases, shaking the empty basket. 

Giggling, you link your arm around his letting him pull you deeper into the orchard.  

dividers: @firefly-graphics

#lipglossanon #lipglossmasterlist #promptober 2023 #lipglossanon promptober 2023 #alcoholic/sweet stepdad!leon s kennedy x fem!reader #sweet stepdad!leon s kennedy x fem!reader #sweet stepdad!leon s kennedy #fem!reader #alcoholic/sweet stepdad!leon s kennedy #stepcest #leon kennedy x reader #leon scott kennedy x reader #short and sweet #fluff #promptober 2023 day 2

[grnherbs]

lets tak stepdad!leon tho cos like my mind? rotting

Anyway, the way he’d be getting handsy with you while your mother is in like the next room? Have to shove your panties in your mouth while he had you pinned against the cabinets

fuck fuck fuck he's such a creep i need him so bad.

"quiet now baby, don't want your mama to find out do we?"

his fingers were knuckle deep in your swollen pussy as he shoves the wet panties in your mouth, doing nothing to siphon the wet sounds of his thick digits pulsing in and out of you, dragging you closer and closer to finishing over him.

"go on sweetheart, cum for your daddy"

#herbs inbox #herbs s.t.a.r.s team !! #bee ! #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy imagine #leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #stepdad!leon kennedy #resident evil imagines #resident evil smut

[icallhimjoey]

Q&A things, here we go:

this is joe's first time in philly

joe said his life has changed immensely and that it's so nice to have a character that's so loved, it's beyond what he could have ever imagined

joe knew the eddie book was going to come out, he's on board with it, is involved with it, is excited about it but doesn't know much else

for the most epic theme song for his life, joe chose heroes by david bowie

joe just sat and waited for is passport to be found, didnt go "through hell" like the moderator suggested

if eddie got a spin-off, joe asked if it could be with chrissy and thinks they'd be a good duo

when asked what crimes their characters would be fighting, joe said he thinks eddie would take it very seriously (whereas grace mentioned she thinks it'll be scooby-doo funny and they'd solve nothing)

joe on eddie: eddie represents the outsider and is on the fringes of society and becomes a hero, it's brave to be different and brave to be yourself.

joe watched the peep show whilst filming st4

joe has not seen are you being served

joe mentioned set shenanigans, said it was funny to see grace in a harnes just hanging there

he mentioned how natalia is good a photoshop again

joe starts filming gladiator 2 next month and doesnt know if he's allowed to use his own accent

joe wants to use his own accent for gladiator 2

about eddie becoming kas, joe said no one has called him, but theoretically it could happen - probably won't, but it could

joe got to pick all the eddie tattoos himself, and he just picked the ones he thought looked good

when he picked the bats he didnt realize his demise

he was wearing pink socks, idk, felt like i should mention

joe's stepdad was a camera man, his mum worked in tv promotion, so joe would go into work with them and see that it was the most extraordinary place, he wanted to be a part of that

joe says you need good stamina for theater, and that you don't get paid well for doing theater

joe's scared to do a shakespeare play bc 'we all know how they end'

grace said joe should be used to dying by now

joe's never going to get used to seeing his face on so many things but he loves the creativity

joe is happy so many people have the eddie guitar, but doesnt feel like a rockstar (he did when filming that scene, but thats it)

joe loves all the heartfelt letters he receives, feels that it's more than something physical

Joe likes F Scott Fitzgerald

would love to play in something set in the 1920 bc he wants to be a flapper girl

joe had a cheesesteak for dinner last night

joe thinks eddie wouldnt have gotten into college, but instead would have been a rockstar - eddie would have made it

also said that eddie and chrissy would've been friends

joe has played DnD once, and we've all seen it, said he'd like to play again

asked for a bar recommendation from the moderator, bc why not, you know?

(big massive fat thanks to @jo-harrington who sent me live updates throughout the whole thing)

#joe quinn #joseph quinn

[luv-elixir]

❧ Body Electric ☙

Stepfather Leon S. Kennedy x reader

Word count : 7.4K

18+ Content warnings : Stepcest, manipulation, power imbalance, naïve/insecure reader, age gap, corruption, c*m-fetish, slight size kink, slapping, spitting, degradation, stepdad!Leon, stepdaughter!reader, reader has a tiny electra complex. (Slight mentions of reader being verbally abused by mother along with mommy/daddy issues.) Porn with plot.

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION! I DO NOT CONDONE ANY OF THE ACTIONS WRITTEN BELOW; ALL THAT IS WRITTEN IS PURE FICTION AND FANTASY!

Summertime was always a weird time for you.

When you were a child, your parents would just send you off to a camp to avoid dealing with you for a while, and when you were sent back home, you’d hide in your room while they fought for hours on end.

Even after they got divorced, the arguments seemed to never end. A constant battle over who would have the responsibility of caring for you all summer finally being settled when your grandmother offered to take you in until the season was over.

Now, as a university student, you would be spending your summer at your mother and her new husband, Mr. Kennedy's, home.

Interactions with both your parents had been scarce when you started university. You simply just didn't have the time or energy for them to berate you with your hectic schedule. It was no surprise to hear your mother had been dating; with your father getting married a few years prior and her having a few boyfriends here and there, you couldn’t bring yourself to care about her love life. You did start caring when she told you she was engaged.

It came as a huge shock when you finally met the mystery man.

He was handsome.

Everything about him was striking; he was an Adonis, simply too beautiful to be human. So beautiful that you nearly forgot your mother was right there and that the only reason you met was because he was to marry her.

How could your mother draw a man like him into her iron-clad grip? He was charming, caring, attentive, conscientious, and frankly too good for a woman like her, or anyone for that matter. Leon Scott Kennedy was simply too good to be true.

You truly had no idea how they had gotten into a relationship. Hell, you didn't even know your mother wanted to get married again. It was all a huge question mark for you. The only thing you were sure of was his name, age, and your affinity for him.

The wedding happened exactly three months after you met. You knew it was wrong, but you couldn’t help the sinful thoughts you had as they married. He just looked so handsome in his suit that you couldn’t help but fantasize about his big hands touching you, ignoring the wedding band tying him to your mother.

Laying in bed that night, furiously rubbing your aching clit, you moaned his name and thought of how you wished he was yours instead of your mother's. But more importantly, you tried to pull your head out of the clouds and make yourself remember that it would never happen.

Little did you know that all those countless nights you spent fantasizing about him, he was thinking of you too. It was his fucking honeymoon and he couldn’t stop thinking of you. Jerking himself off, thinking of your alluring face and delicate body. He couldn’t resist using the image of a little beauty like yourself to get him off, even while the beauty’s mother slept right beside him…

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡

You are so fucking naive and clueless to not realize how obvious you were being with your crush on your stepfather. It was clear as day to any man who had ever been lusted over that you liked Leon more than a stepdaughter should.

Of course Leon knew; he knew from the moment he saw that shyness show up in your beautiful eyes when he first introduced himself that you had a crush, and damn, he is more than happy about it.

Every time his precious stepdaughter and his wife left home he would snoop through his sweet angel's room. It started out small—just quick peeks, leaving everything alone—but overtime it began to escalate.

Leon only does it because he cares; he wants to make sure his precious baby is happy and isn’t getting into any trouble. At least that was his justification. He knew you were quite a covert girl; being raised Catholic and raised by sanctimonious (hypocritical) parents, you were never one to step out of line, fearing the wrath of your parents. Being sent to an all-girls Catholic school, your interactions with boys and men had been few and limited; he was sure the only friends you had who were boys were your family members. You were hardly ever allowed to go out without the supervision of your mother, but it still didn’t hurt to check. After all, you are now one of his responsibilities.

When Leon would go through your drawers to see the clothes you hid from your mother that you bought at cheap second-hand stores, knowing that she would scream and berate you for owning a skirt that goes above the knee, he would imagine how beautiful you must look in them and how happy you must be wearing something you truly liked, even if you could only wear it in the safety of your room; it made his heart flutter.

His favorite thing to do in your room was to read your diaries. He thought it was so adorable how you kept every single one that you’ve ever had. It was a big invasion of privacy, but you didn’t even bother to hide your most recent one, and he just couldn’t resist. Reading them was exhilarating; learning more about you and what goes on in your little head made him feel closer to you. Leon just wants to know so he can protect you better, understand you better, and learn to love you better.

He thought it was adorable how you’d write about almost every interaction he’s ever had with you, like the time he bought you your favorite singer's vinyl records and a Polaroid camera after you asked your mother if you could buy them yourself a few days prior and she refused to let you. You jumped into his arms, hugging him with all your heart and giving him infinite ‘thank you so much, Mr. Kennedy’s." It was the touchiest you’ve ever been with him, and your perfume lingers on the shirt he has tucked away, refusing to wash your scent from it.

One of Leon’s favorite diary entries of yours was the one where you first met. He loved it so much that he snapped a photo of it just so he could read it whenever he wanted.

February 1st

I just got back from dinner with mom and her fiancé, Leon Kennedy <3 I called him Mr. Kennedy all night even though he insisted I call him Leon cause I got so nervous and just couldn’t look him in the eye. He was so freaking handsome, he has the prettiest eyes. I never thought a man could be so handsome. It’s not fair how mom has him, she doesn’t deserve him. Gosh he’s just so handsome, I wanted him to just take me in his arms and kiss me like in the movies !!! I hate that his heart belongs to mom, how come she gets to have a man like Leon instead of some ugly fat bald dude ?? I know it’s so wrong but I can’t help but like him, he was so nice to me tonight my heart is still pounding. He even gave me a nickname ! He said I look like a doll and called me doll face more than my name, gosh my heart is fluttering just thinking about it !!! If anyone finds out I’ll just die, this is so so so wrong but I can’t help it. I know he’s going to be my stepfather but I want him to look at me with his pretty eyes, I want him to hold my hand, I want him to be the one to hold me, I want him to say I love you to me, I want to be the one marrying him instead of my contemptible mother !!! I know it’s perverse and dirty but I wish he wanted me instead of her.

Leon loved it. He loved seeing the vicious, possessive, dirty side of you.

What he loved even more was reading your entries about how much you wanted him to love on you, even if it was rather on the innocent side. Just something about you writing down your fantasies made his cock stir, reading things like-

May 26th

I’ve been with mom and Leon for 2 days, my stuff is all moved into the house and it basically looks the same.

I saw Leon <3 and mom through the kitchen window while I was reading in the backyard kissing and he had his hand on her neck but then she yanked it away and rolled her eyes before leaving. If I were her I’d let him do what he wanted to me. If I knew how to french kiss I’d do it with him all the time, let him wrap his hand around my neck while I sit in his lap and just french kiss for hours. All my friends have done it before but I’ve only gotten the tiniest of pecks. I know it’s sinful to like my stepdad but fantasy never hurt anyone ??

-Leon would teach you how to french kiss and so much more.

Digging through your panty drawer, his eyes widened. Instead of seeing your usual cotton underwear with cute patterns, he instead saw a pair of lace white panties with a pink bow at the bottom of the drawer as an attempt to hide it away. This was clearly meant to be a set of sorts. He felt his heart nearly burst as he sifted through your bras to get to the bottom, only to find the matching white lace bra with a pink bow in the middle.

Why the fuck did you have these?

Was there someone you were going to wear them for?

He needed answers and he needed them now. He hadn’t read your diary yet so he hoped that the answer could be in there. Snatching it from your desk, his eyes frantically scanned through the pages until he found what he was looking for.

June 3rd

Mom let grandmother take me out shopping with her and I had a really good time !! I do miss spending summers there but getting to see Leon makes up for it hehe :) I really do wish mom would let me see grandmother more often though. She took me to the mall and she got me a bikini and a pair of actual proper lingerie !!! I know it might be weird for her to buy me that but she told me every girl needs a proper pair and mom would kill me if I asked her and I just wanted to have something to make me feel pretty even if no one knows I have it. It feels good to be a little more normal, it sucks that all the other girls get to show off their pretty swimsuits and wear pretty lingerie while i look like a chump in my stupid one piece bathing suit and stupid cotton underwear and ugly bras. Mom says it’s gross to have these things even though I saw the receipt from a lingerie store on the table right before her honeymoon, what a hypocrite. I had to sneak it in wearing both the bikini and bra under my normal clothes haha, I’m even wearing my new garments as I’m writing this. I think I’ll even change into my bikini in a little bit just for fun. It was a good day :).

Jesus you are so fucking cute

Relief washed over him instantly, but his heart cracked. You're such a beautiful girl, and you didn’t even know it. He saw the way boys and men would look at you; he even saw the jealousy in your own mother's eyes. How did you not know that you were drop-dead gorgeous? With beauty like yours, you could wear rags and still be the most beautiful thing to walk the earth. You looked exactly like a doll, you didn't need lingerie or bikinis to be pretty.

Leon knew from reading all your journals that the reason you felt this way was because of your upbringing; your parents weren’t exactly ones to instill confidence but preferred to tear you down and keep you in a constant state of vacillation so you’d have to constantly rely on them.

A notification dragged him from his thoughts—a text from your mother saying that you’d both be home in 5 minutes—as he began to clean he kept thinking of how beautiful you looked in your pretty lingerie and how he would be getting to actually see you in it soon.

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡

This was absolutely perfect.

The moment the words left your mother's mouth, Leon felt the blood rush to his pants. When he glanced at you sitting on the sofa and saw you squish your thighs together, he knew you felt the same heat too.

It was like the stars aligned; your mother would leave for her close friends bachelorette party week abroad in Mexico and leave you and Leon all alone. Fate was truly on both your sides.

Until he heard your mothers voice say-

"You could always spend the week at your father's if you don’t want to stay here with Leon, honey. We can drop you off the night before I leave. Would you rather do that?"

Fuck, maybe you would say you wanted to be with your father.

"No, no, it’s alright. I want to be here with all my stuff and adjust to the new house better; I'm still getting used to it."

Another wave of relief washed over him.

“Okay honey, are you okay with that Leon?”

“Oh, yeah, of course. I’ll be working most of it anyway.”

A lie, he would immediately call the DSO to tell them he’d be taking the entire week off.

Leon glanced at you once again to see you looking at your lap trying to hide the smile forming on your pretty lips.

This week he’s finally going to make you his.

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡

Your poor heart was about to pound out of your chest. Leon had taken your mother to the airport three and a half hours ago for her flight, and all you could do was pace around Leon’s home. What was taking him so long to come back? Chalking it up to airports being a pain you continued pacing. Knowing you and Leon would be alone for the week made the feeling of anxiety coursing through your veins increase.

You tried your best to look nice, taking the time to make your hair look pretty and putting on more makeup than usual now that your mother couldn’t tell you to wipe it off. Rebelling even more, you put on a cute sundress that would send your parents into cardiac arrest if they were here to see you wearing it.

It really did feel nice to doll yourself up.

Finally, when you finished and looked at the large mirror in the hallway to admire your work, it hit you. You were doing all this for your own mother's husband. You did this to impress your stepfather. What the hell is the matter with you? This is wrong, and dirty, and nasty. Even if he wasn’t tied to your mother why would ever want a puny girl like you?

Damn it, you should’ve just spent the week with your father and stepmother, even if you’d be miserable. You’d probably just be a nuisance to Leon anyway; he’ll probably just spend the week avoiding you. God, why didn’t you just bite the bullet and go to your father's? You should’ve never agreed to stay the week, it was doomed from the start.

Being so drowned in your thoughts you only heard the door being unlocked when it was too late…

CRAP

“Hey doll, I’m back from the airport!”

The door is about 1/4 open.

CRAP CRAP CRAP

What can you do? Running to your room won’t work; the staircase is directly in front of the door. Hiding isn’t worth the risk of getting caught and looking more stupid than you already do. You don’t know the house well enough, so if there is a blind spot where you can sneak off to so you can quickly get changed, you definitely don’t know it.

Too late.

Leon is now standing two and a half feet in front of you.

Nervously smoothing the bottom of your dress, all you could do was look down at his shoes as his eyes practically burned holes into you.

“Wow. You look very nice today.”

You felt your face get hot as embarrassment washed over you. Is he mocking you? His voice didn’t sound mocking but you never know. Even if he is you can’t just stand there like an idiot!!! Say something, anything!!!

“Thanks, Mr. Kennedy.”

You mentally slap yourself.

Was THAT really the best you could do??? At least you didn’t stutter. Raising your head, you finally meet his eyes and see how sincere they are.

“I’ve told you hundreds of times to call me Leon sweetheart.”

He won’t admit it out loud to you yet, but he secretly loves your formality. He gets a little rush every time you call him “Mr. Kennedy” and “sir”. His wife raised such a polite young woman, he can’t wait to see what else he can get you to call him.

“Are you hungry doll? I’ll order or make you whatever you want.” He has his very big hand on your shoulder rubbing soothing circles on your skin and you feel electricity all throughout your body.

“I’m okay right now Mr. Kenn- Leon. But thank you for offering.” He moves his hand to rub your shoulder and you want the moment to linger as long as possible.

“Okay doll, I’m gonna go take a quick shower.” His very big hand leaves all too soon, “After I’m done I’ll meet you in the game room so we can do something fun tonight, you okay spending some time with me sweetheart?”

You felt a jolt of excitement at his offer, “Okay, I’ll be waiting there for you!”

With one last smile to one another you both head your separate ways.

You felt so happy that Leon wanted to spend his time with you instead of just going out or staying in his room to avoid you, you knew it was wrong to want his attention but you just couldn’t help it. He was the one who offered, and you were raised to always be polite and accept invitations, your parents only had themselves to blame. Why should you care about her feelings when she’s never cared about yours? After all it was your mother’s choice to leave her husband all alone so she could have her fun, so why shouldn’t you indulge yourself and have your own fun too?

During your epiphany, Leon was in the shower stroking his cock, thinking of you standing there in your pretty little dress, looking more vulnerable than a deer in headlights. It took everything in him not to push you to the floor and stuff your tiny pussy full of his big cock. He wondered if you had your regular Sanrio cotton panties or your lingerie on underneath?

He imagined your little whines and whimpers, saying how he’s too big and won’t fit so he only fucks you with half his length until he can stretch you out more, how sexy you would look riding him. Thinking of how you’d shyly guide his hand to wrap around your neck as he fucks you into oblivion.

Did you even know the effect you had on him? he thought of you every second of the day. he saw your angelic face everytime he closed his eyes, had constant dreams of you. He thought of how much happier he’d be if you had been his bride instead of your mother. Hell you’d probably faint from embarrassment if you knew even a sliver of his fantasies about you.

Wrapping a towel around his waist Leon couldn’t help but smirk as he thinks of all the things he would be doing to his precious stepdaughter tonight.

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, trying to shuffle a deck of cards, the TV played an Impractical Jokers re-run softly in the background as Leon finally came downstairs.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, secretly admire how good he looked. He wore gray sweatpants and a long-sleeve shirt that clung to him deliciously tight, showing off his muscles beautifully. Having felt self-conscious in your dress and the sun having set, you changed into your sleep shirt and shorts while Leon was gone, and he loved it. Your thin pajamas hugged your figure so well that he had to look away before his cock hardened.

Now all he had to do was execute his plan. First he’d put in a scary movie (a classic way to get a girl to cling onto her beau), gain your trust, and finally he’d fuck the shit out of you.

“Hey doll, thanks for holding up,” Reaching over to turn off the lamp, he cheekily smiles at you “What do you say we watch a movie? I know a good scary one I think you’d like.”

Nervousness crept into you as you toyed with your shorts, “Oh I’ve never really seen a horror movie before, my parents have never let me… but I want to watch it though!”

‘A night of firsts’ Leon thought. “I’ll put it on, it’s an older movie but it’s a classic. Why don’t you come up here and sit next to me sweetheart?” He patted the spot next to him on the sofa, “Don’t want you to be all by yourself down there.”

Shyly, you got up, Leon gently grabbed your hand and sat you next to him. You hadn’t been this close to him since he bought you those gifts a couple weeks ago; you nearly forgot how he was even more handsome up close and personal. Picking at your fingernails, you waited anxiously as the movie began. Putting his arm around your shoulder, he somehow made you get even closer to him, his cologne and shampoo invading your senses. Rubbing his hand up and down your arm, he could feel the goosebumps forming on your soft skin.

25 minutes had passed, and you had practically molded yourself into his side. The movie was scary, of course, but you couldn’t blame snuggling into Leon on just being scared. You knew exactly what you were doing, and as long as Leon was okay with it, you’d keep doing it. This was your only opportunity to get a taste of what it was like to be with him, and goddamn, you were going to take it.

When a jump scare happened you let out a small scream and hid your face in his neck, clinging to him tightly. The cogs turned in Leon’s brain; everything was going according to plan.

Sliding his arm down to your waist he held your head with his other hand, “You scared baby?”

Your heart beat faster at the pet name, “A little bit…”

“You shouldn’t be sweetheart,” He caresses your face. “I’m right here to protect you.”

His breath was fanning your face; you were so close to him that you could see every beautiful, unique detail that marked his skin.

The lump suddenly comes back to your throat.

“You’re so angelic,” he tugs you even closer than you were before, “look just like a doll.”

Blush spreads across your face, kissing the palm of Leon’s big hand you sheepishly put one hand on his chest and the other on one of his big arms, tracing gentle circles with your small fingers. “Do you really mean that Leon?”

“Course I mean it baby,” placing you on his lap, he made sure to position you so you’d feel his hard cock under your cunt, “most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

A tiny smirk appeared on your lips, “More beautiful than my mother?”

His cock was pulsing hearing that come from your pouty lips.

“Especially more beautiful than her,” you began pressing tiny kisses to his jaw, “can see the envy in her eyes every time she looks at you.”

And with that he dove in and kissed you. It felt electrifying as he slipped his tongue into your hot mouth, pressing it as deep as he can go. You whined when he pulled away, quickly giving him a small peck.

"Fuck, doll face" he sighs, scattering gentle pecks on your neck, “You like how I kiss you, hm?" his big hands wander down to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze and making you moan.

"A-ah, Leon," you whimper, his hands not leaving your ass. Leon just smirks and pulls your body closer to him. He leans down to kiss your lips once more, but it was rougher. He wraps his arm around your body, tugging you firmer, while his other hand cups your cheek. Leon’s in control of the kiss, you just try your best to keep up with him. You whined once again when he pulled away, a string of saliva connecting you both together.

“You finally got a real kiss, and now you can’t get enough, can you, dirty girl?” He wiped the spit from your lips with his finger, placing it in his mouth to taste both your mixtures. Your cheeks were flushed red from how turned on you are for him.

“Let’s continue this in the bedroom nasty girl,” picking you up bridal style he carried you up the stairs,“gonna need more room to do what I want to you.”

Making a beeline for your bedroom, upon entry giving you a chaste kiss before guiding you to stand between his legs.

“Be a good girl and take my cock out.”

You just nodded your head, obeying him immediately. You'd done some research, so you weren't as naïve as you had been before, and you were hoping he'd give you the chance to show him what you learned. Leon began removing his shirt as you began to scoot down, by the look of an evident bulge, you could tell his cock was gonna be big. Leon watches you with hazy eyes, petting your hair softly.

You felt your heart rate go faster from the thought of seeing his cock right in front of your face. Quickly tugging his sweatpants and boxers down his hard cock slaps against his stomach and bobs forward, the thick tip smearing your cheek with his precum.

Leon reaches for your face to wipe it off but you grab his wrist and lower it. Your mouth is watering. He’s so thick and long, how was he supposed to fit in your mouth let alone your pussy?

With no plan at all, you leaned forward and enveloped the head of his cock between your pretty lips. He hissed at the sudden contact, your tongue tasting his precum beading at the tip. It was a little salty, but hearing Leon’s deep groan of pleasure, you’d learn to love the taste.

You released his length for a moment with a pop and spat on him, watching your saliva trickle down his heavy cock. Taking your small hand you pumped it up and down, spreading your spit all around his fat cock.

“Holy shit! Where the hell did you learn to do that, doll?”

You blushed, letting out a small giggle, and licked his tip, “Watched a porno, wanted to learn how before I did it to you.”

Opening your mouth to slip his cock back in before he could respond, you tried to take as much of him as you could. He moaned, eyes fluttering closed as you eagerly began to suck his cock. His grip in your hair tightened and the tinge of pain had you gushing into your panties. You whimpered around him, clenching your thighs together to help ease the pressure between your legs.

He let you suck on him, lathering his member in your spit until you reached the point where you couldn't handle anymore of his cock in your mouth.

"C'mon angel, try to take more of daddy in that slutty throat," He growled, you choked but did your best to relax your throat to allow him to fuck your mouth. Your panties were soaked and sticking to you, having your handsome stepfather use your throat as he pleased was a turn on.

"Look at that. Bad little girl aren't you? You're my bad, naughty girl." Leon mocks, watching tears drip down your cheeks.

You sucked him off like your life depended on it, slurping and moaning around his big cock. Using your hand on what your mouth couldn’t reach to try and make him cum.

"Fuck my love, you're doing so damn good. Sucking your Daddy's cock so good." he moans, hand still gripping your hair, encouraging you to take him deeper once again. The gagging sent shivers down his spine.

Saliva continuously dripped down your chin, "So messy for your daddy, my baby" he suddenly pulled out, leaving you a panting mess before him.

Lifting you in his arms he tenderly kissed your forehead, "Did such a good job sucking me off angel, always knew you were secretly a whore. Love how sloppy you are, can’t wait to teach you how to deep-throat me."

Your body shivers from how deep and alluring his voice sounded, “Anything for you.” you practically moan, quickly you pressed a kiss to Leon’s nose and tried to wriggle out of his arms.

Confused Leon gently put you down, sat back on your bed, and waited to see what you were going to do. “Keep pumping your cock!” You quickly went over to your dresser and grabbed the Polaroid camera he got you. He almost had a heart attack hearing what came out of your mouth.

“I want you to cum on my face and take a photo of it. Is that okay with you?”

Leon practically snatched the camera from you, “Shit doll, didn’t know you were this nasty. Hurry up and suck me off so I can fuck you after this.” he quickly pushed you to your knees.

He shoved your head on his cock, becoming impatient. He just wanted to feel your tight mouth on him again. His free hand tangled in your hair once more as he started to push himself further in your mouth. Your eyes instantly teary as he reached your gag-reflex, making your throat burn. Looking down at your pretty face made his self-control snap and he lifted his hips up, forcing his whole cock down your throat. Two more thrusts and he pulled out, his hot cum spurting all over your face.

Snapping two photos on the camera he placed the three items on the floor and lifted you up on the bed, "Open that pretty mouth again for me, my love." You instantly do what he tells you, allowing him to spit in your mouth and without being told to, you swallow happily.

Gathering his cum on your fingers you happily lick them clean, “I’ll be right back, I’m just gonna go wash my face real quick!” and Leon waits patiently, stewing in anticipation.

Re-entering your room Leon saw that you ditched your pajamas and now only wore the lingerie he found in your room just days ago.

You truly are the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen.

"C’mere baby girl, come here." Leon coos and pulls your body close to him. You straddle his lap, feeling his cock beneath your folds. He wraps his strong arms around you, his face inches from yours. He clutches your throat with one hand, squeezing it.

He presses a sloppy kiss to your swollen lips, "Ready for me to finally fuck you, my baby?”

You nod your head the best you can. "Please, want it so bad daddy"

"You think you can take my cock?"

You hate how flustered he can make you. You only nod and lean in for another kiss, letting Leon take control of it once again.

“I can take it. Promise I can.”

“Okay doll,” he nips at your jaw, “just gotta prep you first.”

Prep?

Every coherent thought leaves your mind as you watch him unclip your bra, exposing you to him. Before you can cover yourself, Leon snatches your wrist with his hand and shoots you a warning look before kissing and sucking at your sensitive breasts. Holding onto him as he laid you on your back, you waited to see his next move.

His hand cups your panty-clad cunt and you jolt, panicking at the sensation your legs closed on instinct, Leon growled, "Open your fucking legs or I’ll leave right now..."

You whimpered, startled by Leon’s tone as he pushed them back open. Leon smiled, pecking your lips quickly, "Be a good girl, doll..."

Feeling you up, he stroked your clothed pussy with his fingers softly. Your little hand reached for his free one, putting his pointer and middle finger to your lips you began to suck on them. He pressed his fingers harder on your cunt, specifically on your cute little clit making you moan around his digits.

"You feel good, angel?" Leon asked softly as you nodded, feeling relaxed you kept your legs open no longer needing Leon to help keep them spread. But Leon was going too slow and you were starting to get frustrated.

"M-more..." You quietly begged him, making him chuckle darkly. Leon could see your hips thrusting up harder into his hand, wanting more friction as you became more desperate.

"Such a cute doll, aren't you?" Dazed, eyes barely open, mouth slightly gaped, a little drool from when you sucked his fingers in the corners of your sweet mouth. ‘She looks so fuckable.’

He was tempted to just shove his fat cock inside your tight virgin cunt and make you take it, no matter how much it hurt, and he would have if it was anyone else. But you aren’t just anyone; you're his stepdaughter, his precious baby who deserves to have her pussy fingered and eaten out, so he pushes the thought out of his mind.

Leon just wants to fuck you stupid, "Let's get these off you..." Taking a look at your cunt, he noticed your panties had a wet spot on them that seemed to be getting bigger.

"Look at that, baby... So wet..." His fingers touched the wet patch, feeling the stickiness on his fingertips, he bent down, "Fuck, you smell so good my love..."

Leon took off your ruined panties and he could feel the hunger devour him right then and there. Saliva gathered in his mouth, a voice in his head telling him to just dive in and eat your little cunt like it was the last thing he'll ever have.

So he listened.

Leon dove in without a warning, his tongue collecting the juices that seep out of your cunt as you screamed, "L-Leon!!!"

"So sweet. Taste so fucking sweet..." He growled as he sucked the puffy little nub in between his lips, softly biting it and making you thrash underneath him, arching your back as you called out his name, "You're just a little skank, aren't you?"

"N-not a skank, Leon! Feels... Feels w-weird..." you whimper and grab onto his hair, Leon didn't stop sucking, licking, he gave his all as you felt tears starting to form in the corner of your eyes.

"Just a dumb fucking bitch. Nasty little slut that loves how her stepfather plays with her pussy." He collected his saliva inside his mouth and spits on your cunt, making you more of a mess as his fingers roam your entrance.

Without a warning his fingers start ramming inside you—moving them rapidly up and down, hitting the spots you didn't even know existed. You couldn’t think straight, not when he spat on your cunt and made you know how good it felt to have your pussy doted on. You were crying, wanting him to slow down but despite it hurting, you still wanted more.

He moved his tongue and fingers in sync, rubbing your swollen clit at a fast pace trying to get his good girl to cum as fast as he can and repeat the process over and over again. Leon wanted to make the bed drenched with your cum.

Leon could feel your walls clenching on his fingers, restraining his movements he knew you were close. Then he went harder and harder, pressing down on the puffy nub as you screamed, the tears on your face evident.

"You gonna cum, aren't you, babydoll? Are you gonna be a good girl for me? You deserve this so much, baby. Watched you for so long, been dreaming of this day since I met you" He slaps you across your face, savoring the moment, "That's right, doll... Let the whole neighborhood know how good I'm making you feel. Show daddy know how much of a whore you are."

Leon’s right, you really are a slut.

Stars clouded your vision. The knot in your stomach made you feel like you were going to pee, feeling it coiling in your belly, it grows bigger and bigger.

Suddenly something so unexpected happens that shocked you both. Leon can feel the gush of stream hitting him as you twitch in his grasp, moaning so loud he knows the neighbors will hear it. The clear stream of liquid told its tale and Leon knows exactly what it is.

"L-Leon!" your thighs shook frantically as you cried, he could only smirk seeing you squirt all over his hands and mouth.

"Good fucking girl," he gives a few gentle slaps to your aching pussy "Gonna make you my own personal porn star, doll face. Bet you’d fuckin’ love that."

You just stare at him with heart eyes. Grabbing the back of his head to make him lean down, you licked from his chin back up to his lips so you could taste yourself.

Leaning back he kisses your forehead, “It’s going to hurt a little more cause you have such a tight cunt, but I’ll go slow. I promise,” he says with furrowed brows.

You loop your arms around his neck, and nod, hoping that the he can see the adoration you feel for him in your eyes. Leon nods back stiffly as his eyes flit to your lips before kissing you hard, once again. Though this time, while his lips are on yours, one of his hands reaches between you both, gripping the base of his cock. He rubs it between your folds, the tip brushing against your clit making you moan, high pitched and sweet into his mouth. 

You brace yourself for the stretch of his big cock. When he finally bottoms out, you gasp, your nails digging into his shoulders where your hands were rested. He hisses, and your brows furrow with worry when you feel the tiny pricks of blood oozing out.

“I’m sorry,” you panic, tears prickling your eyes from both the pain of your hymen breaking and the fear of hurting him. “Are you mad? Are you okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you, I’m so sorry,” you softly cry.

Here Leon is, balls deep in the wettest, tightest pussy he’s ever had, and you’re asking him if he’s mad at you. As if a few little fingernail scratches could actually hurt him. He laughs a little, trying not to move before you’ve adjusted to him being inside of you. “You could punch me in the face and I’d still adore you. I’m fine,” he says as he pecks your nose.

To make you forget about it he leans forward and groans, wrapping a hand around your throat as he starts slowly fucking you. "That’s my good girl," he chuckles, hearing his balls slap against you, "taking this huge dick like a whore."

"Yes, yes, r-right there daddy! Hurts so good!" his words were made you blush red, turned on from the way he was spoke to you. You love it — you love surrendering yourself to him, letting him do whatever he wants with your body, loved to let him use you like a sex toy.

"Yeah? My little bitch loves how I fuck her hard with my cock?" You don't even need to answer because he can feel it. He sees his cock protruding against your stomach, your pussy too little to accommodate his big dick.

The hand that was once wrapped around your neck moves up to your face as he forces two fingers inside your wet mouth.

Your eyes roll back, choking as he went past your gag reflex.

"It’s s-so big," you mumble around his digits, your saliva coating his fingers as you swirled your tongue around them. “Love it so much,”

"Dick too big to fit inside this little cunt. such a little baby I’ve got here." He gives a light slap to your puffy clit, “Can see it moving in your stomach, babydoll. My cock is the only one you need. Know it hurts but you’re gonna take it like a big girl, yeah?”

You quickly reply, pussy clenching, "Yes, just p-please don’t stop," you say through his fingers, batting your eyelashes.

His lips curve up in a smile, loving how cute you said that, "Mhm, 'course you love it. My little cum-slut can't get enough of her stepdads big cock."

You two were a hot, moaning messes. Looking up at him pathetically Leon’s cock throbs at the sight of you all used, your face flushed. "Want to cum, sweet girl?"

Wanton moans filled the room as you nodded your head.

“Only way I’ll let you is if you tell me what I want to hear," he squishes your cheeks together, “Wanna hear you say that this is your daddy’s pussy and that you belong to him and him only. Say it and I’ll make you cum, babydoll.”

Your cunt squeezes him tightly, you love how he only wants you for himself.

“M-my pussy is daddy’s, and I o-only belong to him!”

He slaps your cheek harder than he did before and soothes you with a sloppy kiss.

His thrusts gets rougher, pounding right into your sweet spot before he sends you to a hard, body-shaking climax. Your vision blurs, seeing stars as your pussy squirts your cum onto his dick. "There we go, baby. Cum on daddy’s cock – fucking little minx!."

You only have the energy to moan, brain dead at the staggering orgasm.

He comes undone right after, hot strings of cum coating your tight walls. Pulling out, he groans when he sees both of your mixed cum oozing out of your cunt and onto your comforter.

Leaning down he places his long fingers in your messy pussy, shoving his cum back inside.

"C’mere, my love," he plants his hands on your stomach and lays you on his chest, kissing your hairline.

You both lay still for a couple minutes, catching your breath. You listen to his heartbeat come back to a steady pace as he rubs your back and shoulders up and down, kissing your head every once in a while.

“Did I hurt you, sweetheart?” Leon says breaking the comfortable silence.

Nuzzling further in his chest you hold him tighter, “M’fine Leon, just sore.”

You hear his heartbeat quicken again.

“Did such a good job baby, thank you for letting me do this to you.” He tugs your head back, pressing a long kiss to your swollen lips.

You feel your heart stop as he moves you and gets up from your bed. You grab his hand and he lets out a small laugh, giving it a kiss, “M’not going anywhere doll, just gonna put my pants back on and get you some clean panties.”

A small smile spreads across your face, relieved he wasn’t leaving you all alone. When he comes back he holds you as tight as he can without suffocating you.

Holding his jaw, he can barely hear you whisper a scared “Thought you were gonna abandon me.”

You’d never have to worry about him leaving you.

“Wouldn’t dream of it doll face” he squeezes your throat, “I’m never letting you go, whether you like it or not...”

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

[lauriel816]

Scott, on his first day: Can you tell me where I can find Charles’ office?

Peter: Yeah, for sure. You go down there, you turn left, you look for a broken down, stressed-out middle-aged man looking like he’s functioning on two hours of sleep and one working brain cell, and you follow him.

Scott: And he'll take me to Charles?

Peter: That is Charles.

#silvercyclops #stepdad!charles #speedyson #magfam #peter maximoff #scott summers #quicksilver #cyclops #xmen #marvel #incorrect quotes #incorrect xmen quotes #source: unknown