#Kenedie

[angelltheninth]

Leon S. Kennedy + Sex Pollen

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, dub-con, sex pollen, creampie, secret crushes, rough sex, co-workers, trapped together

A/N: Is it really dub-con if you both really want it but you're too awkward to say anything?

Being captured was never an ideal situation but it was one you and Leon found yourself in more than once. Every time you managed to escape without much harm done. This wasn't the case now. Neither of you were hurt exactly but the sex pollen that your captives unleashed in your cell has proven too strong to resist.

You liked realized you had a crush on Leon shortly after you began working together. He felt the same but never worded it. It might cause an awkward tension so it was better that your feeling stayed hidden. Now it was impossible to hide them, in this small cell where both of you gave into your deepest, most primal desires.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I sorry, fuck!" Leon fucked you from behind, his hands firm on your hips, your ass clapping back against his thighs. "I can't hold back, I want you, I want this cunt!"

A loud gasp fell from your lips and your body moved along with his, your hand between your legs and spreading your pussy lips open wide for him. "Keep fucking me then, I want your cum, Leon I need your cum and cock." Leon whined as your inner walls gripped him.

"You have it. You... I wanted this... but not like this... I just... can't stop. Your pussy feels too good." Heavy, full balls slapped against your clit as his thrusts increased in speed, his cock pushing so deep, scraping your inner walls. "Gonna come... I... can't pull out..."

Your throat burned from how much you moaned for him. You could hardly keep your legs from giving up but you wanted to keep riding his hard dick until you felt your insides flooded with Leon's cum.

Help did arrive eventually, not fast enough for you and Leon to get the sex polled fully out of your system.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[slowbison]

Bottom! Leon S. Kennedy x Top! Male Reader

Summary: Leon had been caught off guard and got hurt in the process. Running out of supplies, you come across the merchant who offers a questionable solution which you take, in an effort to help Leon. Later on, he notices something rather wet staining his shirt. Coming from his nipples.

words: 2.3k

warnings: male lactation, praising, frottage, hand jobs

Heavy footsteps echoed behind you as you frantically scanned the area for any temporary shelter. Your eyes landed on a dilapidated home in the near distance that looked good enough to barricade. Determination set across your face, you adjusted your hold on the blonde man next to your waist and rushed forwards, until a familiar gravely voice rang out to you.

“Hey there stranger, got a couple of goodies in stock. C’mere and take a look” the shadowy man called, signaling over to his makeshift booth.

“Now’s not the time, I’ll come back later if I can. There’s a whole swarm behind me, I suggest that you leave.” You warned, sounds of angry grumbling and footsteps slowly approaching. The man laughed and opened up his trench coat, revealing a series of ammo, guns, bombs, and a mysterious red liquid vial.

“C’mon now, how do ya expect to protect the lad on yer shoulder if ya ain’t got the gear or the fixing’s?” The merchant asked, eyeing the unconscious blonde man whose breathing turned ragged, quiet groans slipping out. Your mind started racing as you recalled your dwindling supply of herbs and the last few shots that were left in your gun, firing so many at the villagers behind that just seemed never ending.

The merchant sensing your conflict chirped up “Since you’ve been a rather generous paying customer, I’ll give this to yer for free,” grabbing the small red vial from his pocket into the air for you to take. You eyed it suspiciously as he had never had this in stock during your sudden run-ins with each other and asked for a description.

“It’s an experimental drug of mine that I’ve been whiffing up, guaranteed to heal major wounds. It ain’t gonna kill ya if that’s whatcha worried about, heheh.” You eyed it some more before, a loud whine came from your side. As the man began jerking in pain, holding onto his side with a piece of cloth, a slight hint of blood shining. Earlier, he had made the mistake of letting his guard down at an old villager that jabbed a pitchfork at him, you axed the grandma in the head for that. Pocketing the vial, you threw out a handful of Pesetas, pointing at some ammo and few grenades since no herbs were available.

The merchant happily gave them out to you, scooping up the money before nodding at you. “Pleasure doing business stranger, wish yer all the best.” Disappearing into the woods soon after, forging for supplies to sell at the next encounter. You readjust your hold and resumed a fast pace to the for-mentioned home.

Reaching at the entrance, you swung it open and scanned around the room. It was a bit shabby, but so were all the homes in this insane village. The floors were slightly cracked along with walls, there were a few pieces of furniture that still seemed functional and a decent looking bed sat in the corner. Dropping him off at the bed, you went to the side of the door and grabbed the wardrobe, pushing it in-front of the door. You closed the window next to the bed using a piece of wood on the floor, hammering it shut with some nails. Though you were tempted to light the furnace for some heat, it would draw unwanted attention which was the last thing you wanted right now.

Soft groaning could be heard from the bed at your side as you put down the hammer on a dresser, rushing to the man’s side. Leon’s face was scrunched up in pain from the stab wound, still slowly leaking blood. You lifted his head into your arms, gently shushing him and dug your hands into your pocket for the vial. “Hey, it’s alright Leon, I’ve got you okay? Just hang on for me love.” You bit at the cork sealing the vial - spitting it in some corner and brought it to Leon’s mouth. “Open up darling, this will help the pain… I hope” You whispered, tilting it up as the liquid creeped into his mouth.

The taste wasn’t ideal, but it held a soft cherry taste with a bit of a burn which led to a heaved cough. “You did good Leon, always good for me” You praised, caressing the side of his face watching as his complexion became better thanks to the drug, noting to give a nice tip for the merchant later.

You moved to the wall facing the bed and rearranged your positions with his chest in your lap, head cradled in your arms. You stilled, hearing the sounds of multiple footsteps outside the boarded window, torch light creeping at the corners. The villagers growled and lingered around the house before taking off at the sound of a distant noise, yelling along the way.

Letting out a relaxed breath that you didn’t realize you were holding, glanced down at the man in your arms and ran your hand in his hair. “I won’t let them near you, so take a nice nap for me.” You whispered, kissing the top of his head. Leon cuddled closer to you, breathing finally stabilized and the wound seemingly disappeared. You smiled and drummed your fingers on his chest, keeping watch over the sleeping man.

Sometime later, Leon groggily woke up with a slight hint of red dusting his cheeks. “Ugh, I feel like I was stabbed by something.” He grumbled, rubbing his hand on his head. You chuckled, lifting his head up to peck his lips, “That’s cause you were, got a free drug thing from the merchant while we were coming here.”

Leon gave you an incredulous look.

“You gave me some random drug from the merchant? Much less free?”

You nervously smiled, playing with a curl in his hair, “He said it wouldn’t kill you, plus there isn’t enough herbs that could’ve helped.” Leon raised his head slightly, squinting at your face as you continued, “On the bright side it worked didn’t it?”

He sighed, falling back to your arms and closed his eyes. “Is there also a reason why my chest is wet?” he muttered, turning to face you. A confused look crossed your face as you looked down at the wet spots donning his shirt around the nipples. “Well he did say it was experimental…” You muttered, lifting a hand to squeeze the pec. A low moan escaped from Leon, slapping a hand on his mouth before batting your hand away.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” He hissed, more liquid staining his shirt.

“Examining your chest, now if you would kindly cooperate with me agent” You said, tugging at the straps for him to help remove. Leon reluctantly sits up to straddle your thighs and removes the holster, tugging up at his shirt to reveal two puffy nipples that dripped with white substance and a much rounder chest than usual. Grinning at the embarrassed look he gave you. “The assessment won’t take long now, be good until then.”

Leon quietly grumbled as you moved closer to his chest, grabbing at his pec once again — giving it a good squeeze. Leon let out a choked moan at the action and unknowingly pressed his chest closer to your palm. The sounds he made as you gently massaged the right swollen pec went straight to your dick which made you even more curious…

You latched onto his left nipple and sucked, relishing at the savory taste that flowed in your mouth, letting out a pleased groan. Sensing slight relief from his chest, he whined and locked his fingers in your hair - pulling you closer before feeling your hard dick against his own.

“You- you’re enjoying this” He said, face flushed.

You released the puffy nipple with a soft pop, flicking your tongue to catch any remaining drops. Grinning up at him.

“We’ve gotta make the best out of this situation and I’m willing to take the fall” You said, licking your lips. “Besides, you seem to be enjoying this just as much as me.” Leon, embarrassed, looks away before straightening his back and jutting out his chest. “Then hurry up… don’t just stare, do something.” He refused to admit that he found you feeding from him rather hot and boner inducing, as the grip on your hair got tighter. The thought of you fucking him while suckling milk from his teats spurring him on, whimpering at the the idea.

“With pleasure, love.” You chuckled, leaning in to resume your suckling at the nub, flavor bursting in your mouth. Leon threw his head back moaning, rolling his hips against yours, cock straining painfully in his pants. You could feel your head getting fuzzy, switching to the right nipple when you couldn’t suckle anymore milk while returning the man’s eager grinding with your own rocking.

The taste was absolutely heavenly and you could definitely get addicted to the taste, perhaps already so as you pulled more into your mouth, cock leaking in your pants. Leon whines were a mixture of relief and want, begging for more friction.

“Please, I-I need more, fuck please touch me,” He begged, humping helplessly on your crotch.

You dug your hands into his pants blindly going as you refused to leave his chest, fumbling to unbuckle his belt. Slipping a hand passed his underwear, pulling it down to free his leaking cock, doing the same for your own matching prick. Bringing them together with one hand, you set a rather fast pace — using the pre cum as lube.

Leon sobbed at the feeling, squirming as he could feel himself nearing his orgasm. Your hold on hips got stronger, thrusting faster and more slippery as you neared yourself as well. There were a few drops of milk left that you savored, swirling your tongue around the bud hoping to ease more out, releasing the sensitive areola when you couldn’t pull anymore.

You settled for kissing and marking his chest, focusing on drawing out more noises from the blonde. Who whined, tears prickling in the corner of his eyes. “More, ah- I’m close.. mhpm, please keep going.” He cried, losing himself more in the pleasure. You moved from his chest to his neck, trailing up to his jaw before attacking his lips, devouring his moans.

He could taste himself in your mouth, finding it odd, but it didn’t stop him from fucking your hand more. You felt yourself nearing eruption and wrapped your hand tighter, moving to whisper into his ear, “My good boy, waiting for me. You can cum love.”

Leon let out a broken moan, spilling into your hand and onto his torso, cock twitching as he lightly humped your hand. You followed soon after, mixing your release with his — cum trailing down your hand. Chest heaving, Leon draped himself over you, head resting at your shoulder. You kissed his nape as you wiped the cum on the sheets, tucking yourself and him back in your pants.

Running circles on his back, waiting for his breathing to stabilize before speaking. “We have to keep moving, love. They’ll be back with possibly more.”

Leon sighed, nuzzling your neck before moving to stand, fixing his shirt and putting his holster back on. “Well let’s get moving then, the sooner the better I guess,” he grumbled.

You followed after him, wrapping your arms around his waist and kissing the back of his neck as a silent apology. He turned to kiss you properly before breaking and going to push the wardrobe blocking the door.

Carefully making your way outside, you traversed through the village and onto a beaten down log path in the woods. Coming up to the entrance of a desolate church, killing a few villagers as you made your way further in. In the distance there was a fickle purple flame that grew brighter as you got closer.

“‘Ello strangers, good to see ya.” The merchant greeted, eyeing the now conscious blonde. “Glad to see you’re still kicking, last I seen ya, you were as sick as a dog. Good to see the puppy back at full health heheh.”

“Very funny, now do you want to do some business or not?” Leon rolled his eyes and scanned the items the merchant had in stock, purchasing a few before walking over to stand at the church door.

You walked up buying a few before dropping in low voice, one where Leon couldn’t hear you. “So uh, about that experimental drug of yours… got anymore in the back,” throwing some extra pesetas on the table. Though you couldn’t see it, the merchant grinned, understanding the implication and opened a hidden pocket with the same red vial from before.

“Do hope it meets your desires, stranger.” He chuckled, slipping it into your hands as you stealthily tucked it in your pocket.

“Hey what’s the hold up?” Leon yelled, raising a brow at the both of you. The merchant let out a deep laugh before waving him away. You nodded at him before walking over to Leon, patting his shoulder.

“Let’s go in, wouldn’t want to miss out on any action” You purred, leaving a puzzled Leon who trudged behind you.

“What did you buy?”

“Oh nothing really, just a little treat was all.”

“Yeah that’s totally not something to be worried about at all.”

“Haha, don’t worry about it love, you’ll love it. Trust me.”

Leon blushed and bit his lip, guessing what it may be and definitely tried not to think about it again. You grinned watching the blonde in the corner of your eye, playing with the vial in your pocket. You couldn’t wait to give it to him.

a/n: hey y'all, finally dropped the leon fic (yippie). hope y'all enjoyed this one, kinda proud of this one honestly and gyaatt damn, have y'all have been sweet to me with all the praises for my last miguel o'hara fic. got some more on that cooking, i see your requests and it got me giggling and kickin feeties n' shit. working on those after this, got a structure down on that. also i'm in the process of making a masterlist for y'all to easily go through my stuff, i never thought i would write as much as i do, but it's been real fun. i will say that after like 4 more drops (requests included), i'm gonna take a short break. anyways that's all for now.

up next: miguel wears a collar with a bell and you fuck him???. whatttt. teehee.

[time-woods]

yadda yadda something abt bingo, anyways . .

[humantea]

Tim Ledsam yearns for tunnels in which he is given immortality he never asked for. Jonathan Sims yearns to recount others' tragedies for our entertainment. Jessica Law yearns to play an inanimate being that speaks using a stolen voice. Frank Voss yearns to engage in an investigation that ultimately leads them to their doom.

[deadmotelsusa]

The pool at the Blue Bonnet Motel of Kenedy, Texas, pictured in the 1960s and 2024. It was filled in with cement years ago but you can still somewhat see its original kidney-shape.

[admirxation]

Rookies First Time - Part 3 (finale)

Link to previous parts: Part One | Part Two

Pairing: rookie (re2) Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader (afab)

Summary: Leon has gone and left the reader feeling alone, no more late nights and flirting while training; left with the mundane work life and Krauser — leaving her to make a plan of getting fired to reunite with Leon

Word Count: 6k

Disclaimer: If any of the following warnings trigger you or make you feel uncomfortable I advise you scroll away, you are in charge of what content you’re viewing. This work is 18+ only so minors are strongly advised not to interact.

Warnings: NSFW 18+ content, mdni. Female anatomy used for reader as well as she/her pronouns. Uncomfortable flirting (f receiving), non consensual touching, p in v, creampie, blindfolding, doggy style, spanking, f calls m a “good boy” and hair pulling (m receiving).

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Stage Seven: lonely

Helping the other trainees was difficult now; Leon was gone and left you alone with nothing to look forward to, just planning to get out of the job and be back in Leon’s arms. You often thought about him — more than before you started a relationship — but his absence made your yearning grow.

You sat there and took notes for each trainee, writing down a few bullet points to finish up with the session as soon as possible; to give you a sense of comfort you started fiddling with the note that Leon gave you, fidgeting with it and just wanting to get in your car and start driving, not stopping and just find leon — wherever he was now. For all you knew, Leon could have been on his mission right now, but you didn’t want to think about that.

Your only problem now was to get out of the job but also dealing with Krauser. As you sat at the usual table, seeing the trainees go hand to hand with one another, you noticed Krauser looking at you now and again in the corner of your eye; not an ordinary look but a lustful look he had then his eyes gazed upon you with a up and down motion — taking your whole being and form in his peripheral. It felt like his eyes were piercing into your skin, making you feel uncomfortable and wanting to just escape from the situation as soon as possible.

As you watched the trainees you grew weary, as the last group finished you did the usual stand up and critique, getting to the end and disappointed you couldn’t have Leon there to compliment and give a flirtatious wink to. You finished and everyone was dismissed, leaving you to collect your things and make you way, but of course you knew that you weren’t going leave with ease; the routine with Krauser trying to converse with you was always going to happen — your new little routine, but not as fun nor pleasurable as the one you had with Leon.

“Leaving so soon?” he leaned his body on the table you were working at, his piercing eyes darting through you, stopping you in your tracks.

“Yes… You know I must get to my desk, Krauser,” you said with a solem tone, you didn’t give him eye contract and didn’t want to be near anyone in this moment.

“Shame isn’t it… But you know I’m here to make things easier for you?” you rolled your eyes and let out a sigh, “Oh come on darling, don’t you feel lonely?”

“I’m not pathetic enough to be with you.”

Krauser moved closer to you, you held your notebook tightly to your chest, backing up further and further until your back hit the wall. There was no one walking around your area to help, the door couldn’t open without an ID card slide, so an easy and swiftful escape was out of the question. As you were left helpless, Krauser put his hand to the wall, trapping you in and leaving you to feel his warm breath on your neck as he came closer to your face. His hand reaching down to your ass, and leading his fingers to grab you. Tears started to brim in your eyes as you looked away and leaving Krauser to graze his lips along your soft neck.

“Come on darling, you know you love it.”

You tried to push him away, your efforts being futile with his strength being at a higher level than yours. You didn’t give him eye contact, just continuously in efforts to get him off of you. As this continued for a few more minutes — which felt like hours to you — you felt Krauser move to where your hands were pushing him, seeing a disappointed look in his eyes when you finally met his gaze; when looking at him, you were starting to get even more worried with what he was planning to do.

“Fine… Looks like I need to get you more comfortable with me.”

“Just take a hint,” you thought as you looked to the ground, clutching your belongings tight as you cautiously moved to the ID pad to slide your card and let the door open; with every movement Krauser watched you like an animal watched his prey, making you feel nervous at what he was planning in that sinister mind of his. You just wanted this all to end, to have Leon by your side and to never leave him — but that wasn’t going to happen for a while now.

When you sat at your desk, you worked through the little paperwork you had; with Leon gone you were working through it all swiftly with no distractions, letting you go to your living quarters earlier — you had nothing else to do but stay there and watch television or read a book. Audrey was around but she was getting swamped with all the work that was piled on her, so you felt bad to ask her to give you company.

~

It was getting to the end of the day now, your work pile had depleted a long time ago and you were just pretending to work at this point, looking over at Audrey’s desk and asking her now and again if she needed help — which she would always deny and say she wouldn’t want to bother you with the sweet smile she would always give to you. When your shift was finishing you and Audrey walked back to your rooms together, giggling and talking about that donut and coffee you still owed Audrey after protecting you from Krauser. As you walked closer Audrey’s facial expressions started to change, looking pale in the face as well as worried — she needed to tell you something. Before you stopped at your place, you stopped for a moment to check up on her, and asked her if she was feeling okay, stating that you could take her to the doctor if she was feeling bad.

“I’m okay… Just… I need to tell you something.”

“What’s the matter? Has something happened?” you were worried now, your heart rate quickening.

“Before… Kennedy left,” she kept pausing in her words, “I read the note that was suppose to go to you and… Can I come inside, please?”

You nodded and let her in, looking around to see if anything was around to make her worried — but the hallways were just full of darkness and isolation, no one around and still working at their desks. When you both walked in, you let Audrey get comfortable, giving her a drink and constantly asking her about her wellbeing, giving your best hospitality to her. Sitting next to her and asking what happened.

Audrey took a deep breath after taking a sip of her drink: “I know I shouldn’t have read that note, it was addressed to you and —”

You cut her off for a moment: “Audrey, I don’t care about that, you have nothing to apologise for, just tell me what the note said.”

She went into her bag, finding a note that was crumpled, evident that this was at the bottom of her bag for a bit while you were saying your goodbyes to Leon. She handed it to you and Krauser’s words were placed in your hand. You noticed his shaky handwriting, messy with ink smudges where he took no care, as well as the jagged edges on the paper which looked like he took any scrap he could find. You eyes gazed on the short sentence, it stating: “Come to my place and I’ll make you scream my name”. Your heart fell to your stomach that moment, feeling unsafe but also cringing in the moment when picturing him writing it and thinking it was okay to hand to Audrey to give to you; you were aware of his little ‘crush’ on you, if that was the appropriate way to put it, but you didn’t know this was beginning to be an obsession with you.

Tears started brimming in your eyes, forcing Audrey to put her arm around you, your hands on your face and sinking your head toward your knees as your emotions started to take over; it was all overwhelming for you, too much to go through.

“Y/N, I’m here for you, I’ll protect you… I can put a complaint in.”

“What the point? They never listen to me, they wouldn’t want to lose Krauser and would prefer him.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” you looked at Audrey with confusion, “If a letter of complaint goes toward him they’ll pick him, letting you be free and go back to Kennedy.”

That was it.

“Yeah,” a smile crept on your face as you wiped the tears away from your eyes, “I can finally get out of this place if I do that.”

You thanked Audrey, discussing your plans and finally having a genuine smile after Leon’s absence. You would finally be able to see him again.

~

As you and Audrey discussed your plans, it was getting late and both of you started yawning, altering that it was time to wrap up the conversation. You said your goodbyes and when you locked the door you started to clean up your area, then finishing up your night routine.

You took your work clothes off, finally happy to take the high heels and bra off, stepping into the shower. As the warm water trickled down you, you started to think about what Leon was doing, if he still missed you and if he was awaiting your arrival to his new apartment. It made you smile to think of that handsome face, his lovely personality — among other things — and wondered what would happen when you finally saw him again.

Sitting at your sofa, you put the television on while you did you skin routine, laughing now and again at the cheesy jokes and trying to enjoy the moments you were having to yourself; your whole life couldn’t be doom and gloom about missing Leon. Enjoying the moment.

But you noticed a sound, near your door, a thud that sounded like something fell near your door. You lowered the volume of the television and grabbed a cardigan to cover yourself up, you weren’t planning on opening the door with just a towel so you looked through the peep hole. You couldn’t see anything; the hallway was dark and no one was going to turn the light on at this time of night. Your door was locked and you weren’t worried about anyone coming in, but hearing the sounds and trying to make out the dark figure there was only one person it could be — Krauser.

You didn’t care much since this could be added to the list of complaint, even if you knew it was your reality the superiors wouldn’t believe it and choose Krauser’s stay over yours. To be safe you moved your coffee table in front of the door, putting a glass on the door handle to wake you up if anything happened. You then stayed in your bed and waited for sleep to take over you while you closed your eyes and thought about Leon.

~

Leon wasn’t taking to this new adjustment well; he was trapped in a new atmosphere, awaiting for further intel on the mission and he wasn’t sure what was happening — stuck in limbo. He thought of you — often — the thoughts would keep his sanity and make him forget about how life was boring and monotonous in this given moment. He missed your touch, the way you taught him everything and the way your name and presence was an ever fixed mark on his memory and heart. Waiting for you to come to his apartment was eating him up, begging any higher power for you to just get in a car and finally be in his arms again. He fantasied about your reactions if he asked you to move in, what it would be like to have fun with you in his bedroom, but also the little things like making dinner and cuddling while watching movies.

He needed to distract himself from the constant reminder of you, moving to his desk and looking through the files for the current mission; the mission that was ambiguous to when he was needed. While flipping through the little information he had, he knew it was futile to try and not think about you. He looked up at the picture he had on his pin board — the picture he got from board in the hallway that told the trainees which people would be of help — you didn’t smile for this picture since it was for identification but Leon still found you so beautiful, but still making him miss that smile he would easily create on your face.

While appreciating the moment, he knew he needed to sleep soon, excited for another day; Leon had started a countdown of days until he saw you again, and he was optimistic that it wouldn’t be long until he saw that beautiful face again.

Stage eight: complaint

You were helping another trainee at the moment — her name being Athena Jenson — a trainee that was the lowest in the class and struggling the most. As you looked through her records, it was just downhill, the graph showing a continuously depleted diagram; it would be a miracle if she finished her training. You stood in the middle of the room, practising on the dummy in front of her, as well as the pop-up figures she needed to use to improve her reaction time; you couldn’t concentrate with every time she failed to push down another pop-up, proving her lack of improvement in reaction time, you got lost in your own imagination and then started to draw eyes and tornado scribbles at the corner of your notebook. You saw in the corner of your eye that she was getting red in the face, close to her breaking point, so you decided to cut this short and turn off the training simulation. 

“What the? Miss L/N, I haven’t hit my target,” she had to catch her breath, “We have the room for another 2 hours!” 

You heard her pleas, but this was going through one ear and out the other. 

“I’m very sorry, but I think it’s best for a break,” you showed her the graph, “Your productivity is going down; you need a few minutes to —”

Athena angrily cut you off: “No, I don’t; I can do this! How can I prove myself if you stop me in my tracks?”

“Miss Jenson —”

“No, don’t Miss Jenson me… You don’t want to continue since I’m not Kennedy, who you can drool over and flirt with!”

Your eyes widened; you knew your crush was evident, but you weren’t aware that people resented you for it. You took a moment before you answered her, seeing her frustration through her heavy breaths and ice-cold stare that shot through your whole being. 

“You know… You’re no help; I’m only here because Krauser is busy with Moore, I think it would be best if you just left, and the place could hire some more competent trainers,” this woman wasn’t giving you a break, clearly frustrated at her lack of performance and you being lost in your own little word. 

“Okay then… Go talk to someone about that,” you were calm and unaffected by her words, “You may leave now, and once your complaint has gone through, you will have someone else.” 

“Y’know all of us want you fired… All you ever did was daydream about Kennedy, yeah I saw you wink at him as well, and honestly, it’s pathetic… You probably just manipulated him with your higher position,” she picked up her water bottle and bag before leaving the room. 

“Miss Jenson, your words have made me realise one thing about your group… You know you will never be on the same par as Leon Kennedy… How shameful; even with another trainer, you’ll probably be sent back, so get me fired, and I’ll be happy.” 

She rolled her eyes as she left the room, stomping away and releasing a heavy sigh. You then followed suit by getting your things and exiting the room, turning the lights off and locking up with the key code on the pad outside. You saw that Athena went to her right, clearly going to the head office to complain — the thought of it made you smile, she had done the work for you. If you were fired, you would be free from this work life and be able to make your journey to Leon. 

As the thought made you smile, you walked to the canteen to pick up a coffee and doughnut and then went over to Audrey’s desk. 

“Hey lovely, look what I got you,” placing what you owed on her desk. 

“Ooo, finally, I’ve been waiting on this.”

You both laughed as you sat by her desk; you had already finished your work and were checking up on her, helping her by viewing her work but also being distracting with the giggles you were sharing. 

~

You two had spent an hour sharing your funny moments together, knowing that you were annoying some other people around you, deciding to finally roll your chair back to your desk; you went through your computer, organising your files and printing some things off, if you were going to get fired, you might as well be prepared for it. The thought of being let out of this hell was enough to keep a permanent smile. 

Until Krauser made eye contact with you and walked closer to you. 

“What now?” You thought. You knew nothing too bad could happen; many people were around you to stop him from acting out. But you did feel your heart fall to your stomach, and goosebumps started to form on your arms when Krauser pulled up a seat to be beside you. 

“What do you want now? Wasn’t touching me enough,” you said through your teeth, irritation evident in your speech. 

“I can’t be bothered trying to convince you otherwise now, you want the rookie so go ahead, but I think there is something you should know.”

You raised a brow, stopping your typing but still having your body face the screen to not give him open body language. 

“Just wanted to check up on something, a bit of food for thought,” he leaned back in his chair, “What if you do get fired… Which seems very plausible at the moment. What if Leon moved on… You weren’t the only girl he liked.”

You gave him a confused look, raising a brow but not letting him get to. “Of course, he liked other women before me,” you thought as you knew it was natural, he didn’t even know you before the training, but Krauser opened his mouth, and you knew more nonsense was about to come out. 

“Well, you’re not the only girl he ever liked… and started to miss. Didn’t you hear about the woman in Raccoon City… The one who told him she was FBI?” you shook your head again.

“You seem to do your research on Leon… Sure this woman isn’t made up?” 

“Your comments do fill me up with joy,” classical sarcasm, “But no, this woman is under suspicion from our superiors… A mercenary that works with the organisation, managed to fool the rookie by saying she was FBI and took his first kiss to seal the deal… You never know; she could have taken something else from him, not just his first kiss. 

He then placed a picture of a woman in front of you; you looked at it and saw a woman with dark hair, wearing red, who looked to be from Asian heritage. 

“Ada Wong is her name… You’re probably just the replacement.”

You slapped him. 

Everyone looked at you, shocked at your sudden anger, but you couldn’t care less. 

“Oh, did I touch a nerve? Sad that I might have burst your fantasy?” he then moved closer to your ear, “This wouldn’t have happened if you just came to me.”

As he walked away, you heard a murmur of whispers collect at the back of the room, hearing: “What did he do?” and “Why would she do that?” 

You then just looked at the picture of Ada Wong; she was beautiful, you thought, but you didn’t feel any jealousy; yes, he could have had a past with her, but you knew Leon wouldn’t lie to you about you being his first, he was easy to read like a book. You moved the picture in your desk drawer, calmer than ever and knowing freedom was just hours away. 

Stage nine: leaving

You were sitting at your desk, flicking through the papers with a new stack of paperwork that needed to be done, but you weren’t going to make a start on it; Krauser’s comments about the inevitability of you being fired sealed the deal for you — you were finally going to be free. Athena Jenson’s complaints would also help the title be snatched away from you, allowing the moment of getting in your car to find Leon.

While continuing to flick the pages — feeling bad for the person who would end up doing this — you saw Krauser walk past your desk. To your surprise, he didn’t stop to talk to you, making a wave of relief wash over you. What took you even more by surprise was that he didn’t look in your direction; you didn’t want him to give you attention, but it still made you curious about his behaviour change. Acknowledging that he told you he would give up on you, you knew something was happening with how easy it was; Krauser was almost obsessed with you and now didn’t want to look at you. Could someone change that quickly? Either way, you were enjoying the time away from him.

Moving your hair away from your face, you stared at the digital clock on your computer screen, counting the minutes until your workday would end. Your mind, however, was elsewhere. Thoughts of Leon, and how you had madly fallen in love with him consumed your every waking moment — you needed him more than ever.

While getting lost in a daydream, your coworker and confidante, Audrey, came bursting into the room with her eyes wide and full of excitement: “Y/N! You won’t believe what just happened!” exclaiming as she walked over to you.

Everyone in the room looked over at her, pausing their work, silently scolding her with a death stare which reminded her to keep her volume low — no matter how excited she was.

You turned your attention away from the clock and raised an eyebrow: “What is it, Audrey?”

“Check your emails! You’ve got to see this for yourself!” Audrey’s voice trembled with barely contained joy.

Intrigued, you quickly navigated to your inbox and opened the latest unread message from your superiors. Your eyes widened as you read the subject line: “Termination Notice.” Your heart pounded in your chest as you scanned the contents of the email; your employment was finally being terminated, asking you to pack your things and leave the facility by the end of the day. Your face turned into a grin, a mixture of relief and elation spreading across your features — it was finally time — you had finally orchestrated your termination and could now find Leon.

You turned to her, eyes shining with excitement: “I can’t believe it worked. I’m finally free!”

Audrey mirrored your smile, although a tinge of sadness appeared in her eyes: “I’m glad it worked out, Y/N. You deserve to be happy.” She paused momentarily, then continued with a softer voice: “But I’ll miss you, you know.”

You reached out and squeezed Audrey’s hand: “I’ll miss you two, Audrey. You’ve been more than just a coworker to me. You’ve been my friend, I couldn't have gone through any of this without you.”

You two stood there in silence, the weight of your impending farewell hanging heavily in the air. The knowledge that your time working side by side was ending filled your hearts with conflicting emotions. The realisation tempered your longing for Leon that leaving this job meant leaving behind a dear friend.

Audrey finally broke the silence, a hint of a smile playing on her lips: “Here,” she said, scribbling her phone number on a small piece of paper. “Take this. We may not work together anymore, but that doesn’t mean we can’t stay in touch. Call me anytime, okay?”

You took the paper, a glimmer of hope flickering in your eyes: “Thank you, Audrey. I’ll keep in touch.”

You shared a final embrace, holding each other tightly as if trying to imprint the moment in your memories forever.

~

The office, once filled with the hum of computers and voices of their colleagues, was now empty and silent, as you walked toward your living quarters to gather your personal belongings, you couldn’t help but reflect on the experience you shared with Audrey, as well as thinking about how Leon would react when he would see you again. You packed everything and remembered the late nights, the adrenaline-filled moments, but also the quiet moments where you felt lonely, which stopped when Leon entered the picture.

When you finally left the office, you took a deep breath, your heart lighter with the knowledge that you was leaving behind a job that held you captive for so long. You stepped into a world filled with endless possibilities, driven by your love for Leon and the chance of a new beginning and everything you wanted to complete.

The road was ahead, some things uncertain, but you knew you had made a new love and friend because of the job.

Stage ten: reunited

You continued to follow the directions that were in front. You took a deep breath as you sat in the driver’s seat of your car, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly; you couldn’t believe you had finally done it — finally free from the shackles of your job that had been draining your energy. It had taken some time and courage, but you knew it was the right decision for your mental and emotional well-being, as well as knowing that you needed to follow your heart; Leon wasn’t just a hook-up, a crush, he was something serious with you now, and all you needed to do was to reunite and share a bond and love with one another. 

With a newfound sense of freedom and excitement, you plugged in the address to Leon’s new apartment into the GPS; you smiled as you saw the estimated arrival time and realised that this was just a few hour's drive — you thought this would be an extra long road trip that would last for ages. The rain tapped softly on the roof of your car, your window open a little, giving that earthly smell of rain and hearing the cosy pattern of raindrops — adding to a sense of adventure. 

As you drove, you stopped a few times to ask for directions, not wanting to rely solely on technology — knowing your luck would run out at some point. People were friendly and helpful, and you easily accessed the city. Along the way, you decided to make a quick detour to a little cute home decor shop; you walked in and picked up some things Leon could put in his home and some of your touches. 

~

Finally, you arrived at the address. You took a deep breath and checked your appearance in the rearview mirror, a nervous excitement building within you. You grabbed your bag, keeping the bulk of your belongings in the back — you were going to wait for Leon to help you with that — your heart pounding in your chest and making you feel dizzy and light-headed. 

Reaching the entrance, you hesitated for a moment before pressing the buzzer; you waited anxiously, feeling your palms getting sweaty. 

When a voice crackled through the intercom, your heart skipped a beat. 

“Hello?” Leon’s voice sounded puzzled. You couldn’t help but have a big smile; hearing his beautiful and innocent voice again made you feel elated. 

“H-Hello… Um, it’s me… Y/N… I —.” Leon cut you off while working on your reply. 

For a moment, there was silence, and your heart sank. 

“Did he forget me?” You thought. 

You slowly made your way back to the car, that smile dropping into a straight face as you looked at the car in disappointment, feeling wet from the rain drowning your hair. Tears were growing in your eyes, your spirits dampened by the rejection. 

But as you were about to get into the car, you heard the sound of the apartment building door open behind you. You didn’t think much of it, but you turned around and saw him. Leon. He stood in a white shirt and grey sweatpants, messy hair and disbelief on his face. 

“Y/N?”

“Leon,” you softly muttered as your eyes met his. 

He moved closer to you, getting himself soaked in the rain as well; you didn’t move and let him make his advances. When he was inches away from you, he moved quickly to wrap his arms around you, and you melted into his warmth, being greeted with his scent once more. 

“Don’t go now; I’ve missed you,” he whispered in your ear. 

You didn’t care about the current weather conditions, just wanting to live in the moment; finally, you were reunited with Leon, and there was no one around to stop you. Your heart soared as you moved into a passionate and romantic kiss, your lips melding into a rhythm that showed you had been yearning for each other’s touch for some time. 

Leon then looked at your car, seeing you had a lot of stuff, suggesting that he would help you move everything in. 

~

When moving your stuff had finished, Leon handed you a towel and shirt to dry yourself off and get changed as he pilled your boxes in the corner of the front room. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t believe it was you at first,” Leon said as you rubbed the towel on your hair, “I just couldn’t imagine that you’d come all this way… I thought I wouldn’t see you for a while.”

“Well, I’m here now… Ready to start a life with you,” you looked into his eyes sincerely. 

Leon smiled, showing he wanted the same things you did. You spent the evening talking, laughing, and enjoying each other’s company when you finally went to the multiple bags of things Leon had brought up from his car, bringing out all the blankets, pillows, pictures, and other decor you bought for Leon. He smiled again, pulling your arm to kiss you once again. 

“You’ve gotten more eager,” you playfully said as Leon pulled your body onto his lap. 

You were wearing one of his shirts, baggy and oversized on you, wearing nothing but panties underneath it — this excited Leon. The way you were placed onto Leon’s lap made you recriopcrate the same feelings Leon was experiencing, feeling his touch and wanting things to escalate further; Leon looked at you, smirked, and before you knew it, his lips were magnetised to your soft neck, beginning with pecks then manifesting into deep kisses and sucks along your neck — leaving you to softly moan as markings were making its way in the process. 

“I love this,” you felt Leon smile under your touch, feeling his desperation as his hands continuously wrapped around your waist to bring you closer, not wanting to waste any time and get back to where you left off. 

“But you know,” you paused to enjoy his kisses, “You’re not in charge here.” You cooed at Leon and began to slow down, separating from your neck to wonder what you would do, feeling his excitement underneath you as he knew you would rock his world — like before. 

“So what happens now, then?” Leon looked up at you with his glistening eyes, anticipating what you were about to do to him. 

You moved your feet to the carpeted floor, feeling the warmth against your skin as you swung your body around to get on your knees — Leon knew exactly what you were going to do, and he couldn’t wait — you pushed your hair away from your face and looked at him with lust, biting your lip as you moved. You put your fingers around the band on his waist, Leon moving his hips to make it easier to slide his pants down and give him all the pleasure he would ever want. 

Leon gasped when his cock met the cold air, it springing up to your view and waiting for your touch, already having precum on his tip — you loved how he was wrapped around your little finger. You placed your hand on his length, him wincing at the slightest touch, slowing inching your mouth to his tip, which you knew was killing Leon with the wait; when you finally wrapped your warm mouth around his cock, Leon rolled his eyes to the back of his head, and his breathing deepened and became laboured.

“Oh fuck,” he whispered, “Don’t stop… P-please… This is so… good.” He couldn’t help but slightly thrust his hips to make his cock hit the back of your throat, making you choke slightly, enjoying how confident he got around you. 

You continued moving your head up and down, swirling your tongue in circles when you got the tip — tasting the premature ejaculation. You were so happy to feel him again, to taste him, just to be with him again; you knew now this would continue for as long as you both wanted. Your gaze looked up — at first seeing Leon’s muscular physique — then seeing him bite his lip and squeeze his eyes shut; this look meant that Leon was trying not to cum too fast. 

With picking up on his body language, you removed yourself — leaving Leon desperate for your touch again — looking into his eyes. 

“How about we try something new?” 

“I’ll do anything as long as it’s with you,” he was loyal to you. 

You smirked when hearing his submission; his devotion to you only turned you on even more; he was your good boy, and seeing him squirm under your control made your entrance wetter. The way Leon looked at you communicated his trust in you; when you saw his consent, you removed the shirt Leon gave you, exposing your chest and creating a dust of pink on Leon’s cheeks. You knew Leon was sitting in anticipation — excited still — and watching your every movement; you folded the shirt into a neat long rectangle, long enough to put around Leon’s eyes to blindfold him. When Leon knew what would happen, he released a deep breath when his vision was omitted, wanting you to use him however you wanted. 

When Leon was left helpless, vulnerable, and unable to estimate what would happen, you removed your already-soaked panties — tossing them to the side. You placed your hands on Leon’s shoulders and moved your legs to the side of Leon’s; Leon could now feel what you would do. You started to grind your hips down on Leon’s cock, him gasping when he felt your wet pussy glide along his member. 

“Fuck,” Leon said under his breath; he was in great need of your entrance — he missed how it felt. 

“Do you want to fuck me, baby?” you cooed in his ear, lingering your fingers through his soft hair. 

“Please, baby.”

“Have you been a good boy?”

“Yes baby, I have; please, please, just let me fuck you… Please,” he started stuttering, his speech becoming messy the further he begged and pleaded for you. 

You were positioning your entrance with Leon’s cock while he was pleading, letting it rub against you, which made his breath quiver; when he released his last “please”, you then slammed your hips down, leading you to both have a harmonious gasp. When adjusted to his length — once again — you bounced your hips, causing you two to both moan, filling the room with pleasurable sounds from your sexual unity. 

You kept giving Leon what he wanted, gently pulling his hair back while you fucked him; he winced while you did this to him, liking the pain you were putting him through. 

“Who’s my good boy?”

“Me, I’m your good boy.” 

Your clit tingled when he moaned and twitched underneath you, smiling while he wrapped his hands around your hips and moved you up and down. Leon’s strength showed when his grip hardened, palming bruises on your hips; you winced with how hard he handled you but had to admit you loved it. 

After a while, you lifted Leon’s blindfold, seeing his confusion and excitement when seeing your beautiful body again. 

“Do you want to try anything else, baby… I don’t want to take control of the whole situation,” you laughed a little at the end of our statement. 

He nodded: “Um… Can you bend over the table.. For me,” he was always shy when asking you for something. 

You lifted yourself up and followed his wants, getting on your knees (once again) and placing your torso on the coffee table, looking behind you to see when Leon would do what he wanted. You arched your back and felt Leon place his hands on your waist, positioning himself; when you were both comfortable, he started to ram inside you, making you gasp and scream his name. 

“Oh fuck, please don’t stop, Leon,” you moaned as Leon ramped himself behind you. 

He kept pushing his cock inside you, hearing and feeling how wet you were, loving the view of your ass jiggle as he manhandled your gentle body. You heard Leon’s heavy breaths as he tried to keep the same rhythm he started with.

“Am I doing this right, baby?”

“Just shut up and fuck me… You know you’re doing it right!” you screamed, making Leon happy with pleasing you. 

With that newfound confidence, Leon continued to ram his cock inside your wet cunt, spanking you now and again, then starting to make it in regular tandem when he heard your moans every time he marked your ass with a red hand print. 

“I’m gonna cum,” you said with a shaky breath. 

Leon then maintained the same pace, continuing to spank you. 

“Fuck!” you exclaimed when your released yourself all over Leon’s cock. 

When Leon felt you glaze his member he then released hot ropes inside you, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he did. He sat there for a moment, until he finally removed himself, seeing his cum ooze out of you and drip down your thighs; just the sight alone made him want to do a round two but he had exhausted himself — for now. He couldn’t help but just collapse his body weight and just sit on the floor, no longer having the effort to lift himself up to go on the sofa; you followed suit and removed yourself from the table. 

“I’ve missed you so much, Y/N.”

“I’ve missed you most, Leon… I’m glad we can start something more serious now.”

“About that,” you looked at him confused and worried, “Since you’re here… Does that mean you’re now my girlfriend?”

“Yeah Leon… Guess it does. So what now?” 

“Guess we start a life together now.”

You both smiled, kissing one another in your happiness again, knowing that nothing had to be secret. You could start a whole new life.

Authors Note: Last part, omg, thank you so much for the engagement with the last parts; please share the same love for the final my loves !!!! I am appreciative of every single like, reblog, comment and message people send me; love you a lot. I will now be working on a Las Plagas Leon one-shot and a few Luis drabbles *wink wink*, hope you stick around for that. Have a lovely day/ evening y’all <3

[thecreechurcollective]

some god tiers of my ocs

[kittzy2]

feeling inspired so....

Okay, I really think LeonRe2R it would be a guy who would have a German Shepherd or some breed of that type of dog, idk, just something.

Because, imagining that the whole Raccoon City incident didn't happen and he's still working as a cop — in my head that would make sense !

But in RE4R he would be a cat person, because— IT SIMPLY REFLECTS HIS WHOLE PERSONALITY

like, something like an orange or black cat

but if we were talking about Leon RE4R living a life with !reader! like, if !reader! lived in a shared apartment with Leon and if !reader! didn't work for the government I think he would have a dog like a big and protective but still affectionate one - like a Golden or a Collie ! like, imagine - he would want to protect his partner at all times, and going on a mission would make him worry.

So whenever he has to leave, 5 in the fucking morning , he sees your sleeping form on the bed, curled up in the blankets, mouth open, while sleeping heavily as Leon went out on another mission to know how long it would last, placing a soft, affectionate kiss on your forehead and admiring you again before turning away, walking out the door before seeing the dog like a guard dog standing at the door, as if waiting for Leon to say goodbye to the dog. Chest puffed out and sly, head raised and looking at Leon as he speaks to protect his lover and the house while he is away, and with a coffee and a calm smile Leon walked out the door, and in the same second missing how bearable his life had become with his lover.

..... in the end Leon became a dog person anyway 😭😭😭😞

this was just a blurb and a little scenario that I imagined and wanted to share;)

(Sorry for any writing errors, my native language is not English.)

[kennedycore]

Ted, Jack (in sunglasses), Joe Sr., Ethel, and Jean dine outdoors at the Kennedy family home in Palm Beach, Florida, c. 1946-1948.

"I don’t want to give an impression that our lives somehow revolved around meals and mealtimes, but the fact was these were about the only times for Joe and me to talk with them and - more important, we both felt - to encourage them to have their own ideas and learn to speak up for them. Opinions, comments, questions, or confessions of sheer confusion or bewilderment or disbelief, at least something about current events during the mealtime conversations. I don’t want to leave the impression that these mealtime talks were mental drill sessions, because they weren’t. People told jokes, made wisecracks, hurled friendly insults, and hooted and ‘hollered’ at silly mistakes. They joshed and kidded and made faces and fooled around. Things that had happened at school, news or friends, opinions, likes and dislikes, a certain amount of chatter and gossip. The stuff of life, well spiced. I enjoyed listening to them talk."

- Rose Kennedy, "Times To Remember"

[grilde1chesse]

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[drawlody]

A CHs fan gotta do what a CHs fan do (o゜▽゜)o☆

[slowbison]

Heyy!! I love your writing and was wondering if I could request a Resident Evil 4, Leon S. Kennedy x male reader. Reader and Leon always had that little competition between them, always trying to be better than the other which lead to them not liking each other. They got sent to various missions together but always ended up fighting with each other on how to do things instead of focusing on the mission. It just didn’t work between them. Additionally, Reader is sarcastic and acts a bit like an a-hole sometimes, flirts with Leon in a joking way and Leon just can't stand that.

After Leon was sent to save Ashley Reader is sent to back up Leon (and Leon didn’t know that so he is kinda mad that they thought it would be a good idea to choose Reader for it) on his mission and after a long and annoying search, he ends up finding Leon in the village. At first, he thought Leon was some sort of villager and attacks him. He pins him to the ground but then realized who he is and reluctantly apologizes which just makes the situation worse between them.

When they find Ashley and then lose her later Leon gets injured badly because he just rushed in without thinking to save Ashley. But he couldn’t and they ended up fighting when the coast cleared. In reality, the reader isn’t mad about the fact that they lost Ashley again. He is mad that Leon got hurt in the process and Leon noticed that the reader was worried about him. That could lead to an angry make-out session. Enemies to lovers type thing

a/n: you plot stuff down like me (T-T)7 except yours makes more sense and less sporadic. for inspo on reader i used baptise/cassidy from overwatch (if ya know the game, i personally am a rein main, love the big guy)

Bottom! Leon S. Kennedy x Top! Male Reader

words: 3.7k

warnings: hand jobs, praising, nsfw, leon is going through it with reader

The air was moist when the car dropped you into the woods. You were assigned as a back up to an agent in ensuring the rescue of the president's daughter as the villagers proved to be much more troublesome than they thought. At first you weren’t interested in the mission, citing it as not challenging enough for your skills. But when they mentioned the agent already deployed was no other than Condor One, you agreed without any hesitation.

Condor One, or better known as Leon Kennedy, was your greatest rival yet amazing partner; if only you two could get along that is. The higher ups had always placed you and Leon as teammates due to the impressive career history. Both were top of the police academy, senses far sharper than the average agents and able to complete missions despite the numerous unknown factors. Which is why you were both often paired up. But what they didn’t know was how much fuel they fed the flames of competition between you two and how long time was spent arguing rather than maintaining focus on the task.

Leon for one, couldn’t stand your arrogance citing the times you would dismiss his suggestions with your own better option or making decisions on your own, leaving him to “pick up your mess”. Much less the many times you were more focused on teasing him or flirting in the middle of an intense situation.

On the other, you found it entertaining to annoy the blonde, enjoying the banter following after.

Worse was when you both started fighting over who gets to open the door first for the other, Chris lost brain cells hearing this story. Least to say that you both always miraculously managed to complete the mission, receiving high praise while the field agents tasked with providing information through both of the men's earpiece quietly cringed inside.

A smile grew on your lips as you made your way into the woods. “Now, where could you be, little puppy.”

The woods weren’t much of an issue to navigate as you walked up to a muddy path that led to what appears to be a desolated home. Cracks formed on the outer shell while flies circled around a heap of trash, possibly dead carcasses. You had been warned that these people didn’t treat strangers from the outside world kindly and kept your guard on as you moved closer.

With a gun in your hand, you entered the home and scanned around the dimly lit room. Blood splattered the wall, trailing to two dead bodies of what appears to be the cultists villagers mentioned from field operators' information. One appeared to be an old man whose throat was slit and the other riddled with bullet holes in the head. Picking up one of the empty shells on the ground, you found that it to be the same as your own ammo — meaning only one thing.

“Heheh, you’re still around here somewhere, huh?” You murmured, a slight grin on your face.

From the countless times you’ve spent working and being with Leon, you were rather knowledgeable with how the man shoots. Partially because you wanted to beat him at weapon handling in the academy, but from the many times your eyes lingered on every move he made.

The way his arms flexed as he held his gun, steadying it against the recoil or when he slightly pouted his lips to focus more on the target while your mind kept wondering how they’d feel if their attention was directed elsewhere…

Needless to say, you consider yourself an expert when it comes to the man and the knowledge proved useful today.

The grin dropped as soon as loud banging followed by heavy footsteps could be heard down the hall. Three rather angry looking villagers came crashing through a door, jabbing their axes and pitchforks at you before charging. You sighed, already having to deal with nuisances and shot at two of their kneecaps causing them to fall on the floor, quickly moving to punching the one still running square in the face — switching to your own combat knife, slitting the man’s throat.

The two villagers staggered their way to you, but you threw the now-dead third villager into them, crashing them both back onto the floor. You watched for a moment as they squirmed on the ground, reloading your gun before popping a bullet in between their heads, sending them to the next life. Sighing as it proved right that this mission wasn’t a match for your skills, but the thought of working with Leon lifted your spirits and made your way out of the home through the back door — marching into the forest.

Passing through the woods once more, going over a shoddy built bridge, you arrived at the main entrance of the village hidden behind a large door. Along the way you found more and more bodies, leading you closer to the man’s possible location. Hiding behind a pile of rocks, you watched as the villagers mindlessly yelled and prayed around a burning cross with a burn man tied.

Not wanting to watch for much longer, you moved further in, crouching as you rolled to hide behind a wall. Taking a moment to collect yourself, you sensed that there was a possible threat around the corner — most likely a villager.

Pausing for a moment to hear any movement made, an opportunity showed itself as the villager peeked at your corner only to be quickly pushed against the wall, gun clicking to the back of their head ready to shoot. You faltered as you realized who was at the end of the barrel, your grip on the gun easing, but a devious smile crawled on your face.

“Guess who, doll.”

The man tensed and immediately broke free from your hold, attempting to kick you at the side, one which you caught in your arm effortlessly.

“C’mon this ain’t no way to greet your partner Leon, dont’cha miss me?” You quipped, the man releasing his foot from your grasp. Leon huffed, moving back to peeking behind the wall, eyeing the villager’s for any reaction to the sudden noise.

“Just my luck I had to be paired up with you, was everyone out on break or what.” He spat, turning to finally address you.

Out of everyone they could have possibly sent out as assistance, he didn’t understand why they would send someone barely qualified to rescue the president's daughter. It just had to be a joke. You softly laughed, shaking your head at the man.

“Ouch, that hurts to hear Lee. I think we make quite the team, yeah? So long as you follow my lead, of course.”

Leon felt himself slowly losing his sanity the more he listened to you talk and moved to hide behind another home, you trailing after him. The first meeting didn’t seem to be going very well as the man decided to ignore your existence as he ran past homes, only turning to glare at you to ensure you were still real, smiling and waving as he turned.

So your brilliant mind decided that it was time to hit him with the old Y/n charm as you adjusted your clothing, wiping at the imaginary dirt. Clearing your throat and moving closer, whispering softly, “If it’s anything worth, you look great. Even if you got a little dirt on ya cheek.”

“Would you shut up for one second while I concentrate?” Leon hissed. You grinned, enjoying his reaction.

“If you’re having trouble, why don’t you leave this to me, doll? I’ll get us outta this shithole quick.”

“I don’t need your help, just shut up and stay-“

You quickly wrapped an arm around the man’s shoulder, pulling him close to your chest and fired your gun at the villager that had silently crept onto him — body falling lifelessly to the floor.

Leon snapped his head at the body before turning to meet your gaze on him, a sly smirk slowly spreading. “This is the part where you say thank you, sugar.”

The man grumbled before pushing you down, firing at the man on the floor who began convulsing, sprouting tentacles from his head. Ensuring the man was dead, Leon turned to face you with a smirk on his face.

“Guess we’re even now, huh darling?”

Your eyes slightly widened as the man referred to you with a pet name, something he never does and by the look on his face, he must’ve realized what he said. Though you could barely see it, a hit of red dusted his cheeks as he hid himself from you. You were about to tease the man some more when you heard the sound of many villagers walking in your direction, probably from the sounds of your arguing and guns.

“I’m afraid we’ll have to continue our little chat later, love. Maybe we could go out to dinner after all this.”

“I’d rather play bingo with these people than having to go on a date with you.”

“Oh?, never said it’d be a date, but if you insist.”

Leon let out an annoyed huff as he began firing at the villagers appearing, alternating between his combat knife to reserve ammunition. Overwhelmed by the sheer amount, you began busting through homes and fired at ones that broke in. The real challenge being a chainsaw wielding maniac that absorbed bullets like a sponge, barely reacting except for some staggering here and there.

Soon, the battle was over as many of the villagers lay dead at your feet as the last one standing was the chainsaw man who collapsed to the floor, blood painting the ground.

You and Leon shared a long stare as you both caught your breath from the long fight. Gaze landing on his lips while he scanned over your body before landing on your own mouth. You felt yourself pull closer to him and licked your lips while the other stayed still, eyes still focused on you. Only for the moment to be ruined, just as you were so close to him that his field operator Hunnigan, called asking for a progress report on the mission. You groaned as the blonde pulled away, speaking to the woman before turning to face you.

“Let’s go, they’ve got Ashley trapped in some big building up ahead.”

“Yeah, yeah, let’s get this over with. I’ve got a date to attend after this.”

Leon let out a defeated sigh and walked off, following the dirt path as you joined him at his side, chatting as you both dealt with more villagers. Though the talking stopped as you both ran into a tied up Spaniard who you later learned his name was Luis after being thrown into a wall and awakening tied up in a room.

A bit of jealousy flared within you as the man, eyes lingered far too long for your liking on Leon. Feeling dissipating once the man ran off, throwing the key which you caught and removed the chains from your hands as well as Leon’s. You couldn’t tell if you wanted to befriend that man or eliminate him as a possible contender for Leon.

Either way, it didn’t matter as you and Leon continued the search for Ashley after traversing the village, buying items from a strange hooded man, fighting an overweight mutant pet fish and finally arriving at a church where it’s believed to imprison the woman.

The first encounter, much like your own with Leon, was a short fight that ended with her screaming before calming down and thanking you both for rescuing her.

“I’m so sorry for attacking you. I-I thought you were one of them.” She said softly, wrapping her arms around herself.

“Yeah we look like decrepit old men and got the whole cultist gear going for us,” You scoffed, the woman meekly apologizing once more. Leon punched your shoulder and moved to place a gentle hand on the woman’s shoulder. “Don’t worry about him, he’s just an asshole. We’ll get you home, promise.”

Ashley gave a faint smile and nodded, seemingly feeling a little bit better at his words. You huffed, turning to walk out the church doors only to shut them at the sight of a large mob of villagers outside.

“If you two are done gossiping about me, we’ve got company.”

Leon rolled his eyes, warning Ashley to carefully follow them and equipped his gun. You pushed open the doors, alerting the mob that began shouting — a fight ensued.

The mob proved to be overwhelming as your group slowly backed into a corner after making it outside, forcing you all to run for cover. Ashley desperately tried to keep between you and Leon, but was caught by a few villagers that dragged her back to the crowd. A shrill scream was all you heard as they ran off with Ashley, most likely to another building to imprison her in.

“Ashley!” Leon yelled, aiming for one of the villagers that held her arms. You quickly turned to look at the man, alternating between hand-to-hand combat and firing your gun at villagers surrounding you. Your eyes widening as one of the knife wielding villagers rushed to impale the unsuspecting man.

“Fuck, Leon! Watch out!”

Leon turned to dodge and hissed as the blade struck the side of his torso, blood gushing from the wound. Swiftly roundhouse kicking the villagers around you, you went to pick up the man and ran as he fired shots at the mob chasing.

You both managed to lose the horde after hiding in a dense thicket, holding your breaths as the villagers ran over your head. Your arm wrapped around the injured man’s shoulder while the other held out a gun. Once the sounds of the horde began to die down, you directed your attention back to the man who let out soft groans of pain. A mixture of worry and anger swept over you as you helped him to his feet.

“What the hell was that Leon!” You spat at him, putting an arm around his waist, helping ease his balance. “You could’ve gotten stabbed! Use that damn head of yours smartass.”

Leon grit his teeth in anger before letting out a painful hiss. “Our mission is to save Ashley no matter the cost, you should’ve chased after them instead of being here, asshole.”

“Fat chance we’ll save her if we both get hurt and I’m not going to leave you here bleeding out.”

“Since when did you care about me?”

“I’ve always cared, I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”

“Goddamnit, you’re always so hard to tell. I can never figure-“

You crashed your mouths together, teeth clacking. Leon let out a surprised noise but he didn't let it deter him from returning the kiss — threading his fingers into your hair, licking into your mouth. The kiss turned increasingly desperate as you pulled him close, not wanting to separate from each other’s lips for even a moment. Though eventually, the lack of much needed air forced you apart, bumping your head against his as you stared into his eyes.

“Can you figure that out, puppy?” You quipped, trialing your hands over his ass, kneading the mound in your hands.

Leon pressed himself against your chest and hovered his lips over yours.

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

Not wanting to waste anymore time talking, you decided that your body could do it for you. Attacking his lips once more, tongues dancing together as you pressed him against a tree. Slotting your leg between his, feeling the blonde’s own hardness grind down on you. Leon’s soft muffled moans slipped past the gaps in the kiss, locking his arms behind your head to steady himself as he humped your leg.

The sound of the forest drowned in the background as the kiss got more heated, lips swollen, breathing heavy against each other — mind swimming in fog lustful daze. Trailing from his lips to his neck, you marked the man, leaving dark marks littered on his pale skin.

Leon clasped a hand on his mouth, hoping to suppress the drawled out moans and whining as he continued grinding on your leg.

“Shit, ah- not enough, need more please,” He whined, digging a hand into your shoulder before hissing at the pain from his side, blood still seeping into his clothes.

“Take it easy there doll. I've got you, I’ll make it quick alright?”

Leon groaned and nodded, pushing himself onto the tree — shoots of pain and pleasure coursing through him. Not wanting to prolong his suffering, you worked off his belt along with your own and brought the hard shafts together after freeing them of their confinement. Both letting out a soft groan as you started off with gentle stroking that got increasingly faster and tighter. Thumbing over the slits, letting the precum act as lube, making it

Leon threw his head back and arched his back, feeling the pleasure overwhelm the pain from the wound festering at his side.

“Yes, fuck yes, I’m close k-keep going please.. ah!”

Denying the man felt unacceptable, especially when he was begging so nice just for you. A satisfied grin emerged from your face as you continued working on bringing you both to climax.

“You look so damn pretty right now doll. Can’t wait to see what you’d look like when I fuck that tight ass of yours.” You panted into his ear, tugging at your cocks in your hand, leaving the blonde a sobbing mess in his hand.

“You’ll be good for me won’t you? I’ll make sure you can’t walk right for a week.”

A shudder traveled up Leon’s spine at the thought of returning back to the country only to be fucked into oblivion, feeling the ache of your thrusts all week. The fact it would be from his own rival no less, one that he swore up and down to never get involved with unless forced to. He didn’t know what was worse, the idea that he wanted nothing more than to submit to the same man that frustrated him to no-end or that is exactly what he felt missing in all the interactions shared with you.

Leon’s moan became louder as he started realizing the feelings he refused to acknowledge and buried his head into your neck, blush spreading across his face.

“I know you want it darling and I’ll make it a dream come true, now come for me.” You whispered into his ear, tightening your hand even more that proved to be enough for the man to spill.

The blonde concealed his broken cries into your neck as he came, coating your hand before dripping to the ground. You soon followed after and gently jerked the last few spurts of cum, stopping to wipe your hand on the tree, tucking you and him back into its restraints.

Leon panted heavily against your neck, heart rate dropping as he caught his breath. You placed soft kisses along his neck, moving your head over his.

“I’m serious when I say this Leon, let’s get that dinner and make it a date. I want us to be more than just.. rivals.”

Leon bit his lip in thought, conviction flicking between his eyes as he stared into yours. Gaze softening before speaking, “Alright then, but I’ve had enough seafood right now. I can still smell that thing’s breath.”

You laughed, bringing up a hand to rub a gentle thumb over his cheek. “I know this killer place downtown with a nice view, no seafood menu too.” You murmured, removing a strand of hair from his lips.

Leon softly smiled and leaned into your touch. “I’ll hold it to you then.”

A laugh escaped from both of you, only stopping when Leon hissed in pain, eyebrows furrowed as he bit back a groan. For a small moment, you both forgot that the man was still injured from a knife earlier and you quickly worked on fishing out some miraculous herbs. You weren’t too sure how they always helped heal such wounds, but it was the least of your concerns so long it worked. Digging out a large bandage to wrap around his torso, Leon stifled any pained noises.

You were slightly worried as the wound wasn’t anything deep, but it was a contender for possible stitches or better treatment than you could provide. Just how did the man ignore such pain during the heated moment shared between you two was beyond you. Unless..?

“Say you got a thing for pain or something?” You mused, a grin forming on your face as the man’s face flushed.

“What? No! I’m just used to getting hurt sometimes, this is nothing.” He huffed, pushing himself off the tree and adjusted his clothes, avoiding your pointed look.

“Is it also why you like it when I throw you on the ground back at the academy?”

Leon grit his teeth and shook his head, refusing to speak anymore unless he was to give away how he truly felt about being manhandled.

“Quit speculating and let’s get back to saving Ashley, again.”

You quietly laughed and made your way out of the thicket, returning back to focus on the operation. Though your mind couldn’t help wandering back to the man at times as you ran up to the new location they hid the girl in. Wanting nothing more but to end it quickly so you could spend more time with Leon than slaughtering villagers and cultists, even if you were good at it. A determined look set across your face as you watched from the door Leon helped free Ashley from her chains.

I’ll make sure we get out of here. No matter the cost.

a/n: yeah the reader is slightly psychotic when it comes to Leon at the end. i had thoughts of making a part two of this, but not all that sure. regardless of that, hope y’all liked this :]

if anyone’s interested, here’s a rough cut dialogue that i didn’t use.

“Think that merchant guy sells lube? Rather not hurt ya while we fuck doll, I can get pretty rough.” You grinned, watching the man’s cheeks burn.

“We are not fucking during a mission!”

“Damn, that was on my bucket list.”

Leon gave you a questionable stare.

“What? Why do you- forget it, I don’t want to know anymore.”

“C’mon, it’s a pretty good list and I just thought up a few more of what I could add.”

up next: reader request! Rocket x Male Reader. rocket isn’t fond of new people, more importantly a stranger that he’s to fight alongside with, but eventually comes around to you.

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

Hi Ivy! I hope you're having a great day! I was wondering if you can write some Yandere headcanons for Leon? Thanks! (* ^ ω ^)

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ P a i r ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ Leon Kennedy x Reader;

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ W a r n i n g s ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ yandere behaviour, stalking, mention of kidnapping.

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➤You two met while waiting in line to buy coffee. It was a cold morning, everyone was tired, and they all wanted to go home already. The store got full pretty quick, and the baristas barely handled the crowd.

➤Leon was waiting behind you when something caught his attention. Maybe it was the hair, maybe your coat, which was tight on your body, highlighting your curves, or maybe the faint scent of perfume. Nonetheless, he kept staring at you, hopping to see the face of the stranger who captivated him so early in the day.

➤He got to hear your voice as you talked on the phone. Your soft voice captivated him even further and ignited something inside him. It could be passion or desire; he didn't know, but the feeling was intense.

➤He couldn't resist any longer, so he gently tapped your shoulder. The moment you turned, it felt like the world stopped for him. There wasn't anyone else in the shop beside you and him. You were simply perfect.

➤With a shy smile, he gently asked you what the time was, lying that his phone was dead. After that, you two chatted for a bit about the weather and how small this place actually was, but you both agreed that coffee's too good to change locations.

➤Even if it wasn't obvious, he was very much into you. You liked him too. He was handsome and tall, and he seemed kind too. You didn't develop an obsession, though.

➤After that, he followed you all day, finding where you work and where to live. He felt so good to be a part of your daily activities, even if you didn't know.

➤He couldn't focus on anything, as your face was the only thing he could think about. He began to replay that small interaction in his mind over and over, obsessing over it, creating different scenarios, and thinking about what could've gone differently if he had the courage to ask for your number.

➤At some point, he installed microphones and cameras in your place.

➤He wanted to see every single thing you do and analyse every detail of your life, no matter how boring it was. He could stare at you for hours, watching you eat, cook, and work. He enjoyed watching you sleep the most, as you looked so peaceful. All he wanted was to snugle in your bed and pull you closer to him, feeling the warmth of your body and burrying his nose in your hair. His body twitched in excitement as he fantasised about such intimate moments with you.

➤For a very long time, he was happy to stalk you, as everything you do has a certain charm to it. He learned so much about you, from your hobbies, what movies you liked, what you studied in college, and what your deepest secrets were, like addictions or regrets.

➤His desire grew stronger and stronger by the day, until it became unbearable. He had to approach you again, and this time maybe to take you with him.

➤During a night out with some friends, Leon decided to make his move when he saw you at the bar, alone and indecisive about what to drink.

“I can suggest a good drink if you want.” He said it in his sweet voice.

“Sure, I can use some help," you replied to the good-looking stranger, who seemed a little familiar.

➤There was something about him. You couldn't remember at that moment where you met him. Maybe it was his way of talking, or maybe his mannerism. Nonetheless, you engaged in a conversation with him, and while you talked, you suddenly remembered.

➤He liked you a lot. He liked you so much that he was willing to commit unspeakable things just to make you his. Yet you didn't know that because he seemed like the most innocent person on earth.

➤He tried to steal time, but eventually one of your friends called you over. His heart shattered into pieces as he saw you walking away. It felt as if you had ripped out his heart and walked away with it.

➤You waved to him and returned to your table. He watched you with a lost expression as you got far away from him. He was so lovesick. At least he has your number.

➤For your own sake, you hope he doesn’t call, because no one will guarantee that you'll return home.

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Little black dress.

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

These Joe haters are so dumb. Joe went to his own award shows when he was dating Taylor. They even went to some together! They went to her awards together! They're so transparent. Truly cannot wait for Tay and Travis to break up, so I can watch these losers turn on Travis.

it's so exhausting to see this cycle play out time and time again: taylor gets a new bf -> die hard swifties obsess over him -> taylor and bf break up -> die hard swifties launch a hate campaign against him.

I get it for people like John Mayer because no 32 year old should be dating a teenager and men who date teenagers need to be called out for their behaviour.

(side note: I did find it weird and gross when Taylor Swift dated Conor Kennedy when she was 22 and he was 17).