#Kennedy Blades

[theanticool]

Kennedy Blades (USA) suplexes Cătălina Axente (ROU)

Axente did get stretchered off but seems to be fine now according to the Romanian OC.

[vvanisshedd]

stop making fanfics about characters raping and sexually assaulting y/n, you are fucking disgusting people who romanticize a serious crime that happens every day to children and women

"but that's just reading dark romance" that's not a dark romance, that's just the stuff of a horrible fetish, IF YOU HAVE A RAPE FETISH, GO SEEK FOR FUCKING PSYCHIATRIST HELP!!!!!!!!!!

[jombenz]

i really liked the stupid little pose from my last post so i decided to make some MK and RE sillies.... which characters should i do next?!?!

[thechibifoxcub]

I can’t take it-

He couldn’t take it anymore. The pain. The anguish. His blood ran like molten lava beneath his skin; feeling every vein traversing beneath muscle tissue and winding sinew.

His breath felt weak yet heavy at the same time. Something that shouldn’t coexist by any means, but still does despite its unrealistic design. The analogy doesn’t make sense- it shouldn’t make sense! But how can he describe the sensation that plagues him?

It must be pain… right? How else can he describe the adrenaline rushing in his body each time his eyes landed on you? He must be ill if the sudden rush of heat dusts his neck and ears each time you smiled in his direction. His mind must be loosing its grasp of reality with every syllable that dances past your lips or when the sound of your unapologetic laughter sings a sweet tune in his corrupted ears.

He must have been in pain; surely he must have been injured or poisoned or tortured in some past life from eons-past. Surely he is dwelling in some sick, twisted form of hell. His own personal prison cell. How else can he explain this newfound revelation of emotions each time his mind drifted back to you.

You.

You, who has brought some semblance of humanity back into him.

You, who has brought forth his demons and have withstood each one with a smile one your face. Like you were happy to have seen his flaws. His imperfections. His sins. To have been overjoyed to have witnessed each deplorable side of him as if it was a gift. Fought against them and (surprisingly) won when he, himself, has failed to beat them on a good day.

You, who has never left him. Never doubted him despite the lies that flow past chattering teeth. He hates himself for every word that brings you pain or that pitiful frown on your pretty lips.

He’s in agony. Because he knows that if he were to sit down and actually think about this for one second longer he’d realize that what he’s feeling isn’t anguish, but something opposite. Something softer. Sweeter. Delectable even.

He can’t take this anymore. Not after watching the crystal-like tears that now streamed past your redden cheeks after he snapped at you for something that you didn’t even do. He can’t take it anymore. He just can’t. The magma that flows through his veins hardens like coal with each drop of a salty sorrow-filled tear that drops past clenched fists and furrowed brows. The breathe that once conflicted against all reason began to cease as your once brilliant smile turned sour with anger and hurt.

He can’t take it anymore; the pain he means, as you turn your back to him for the first time since you waltzed into his once dark and lonely existence. He was in pain as he reached out in a pitiful display of remorse and fear as you stormed away into the distance.

“Misery loves company after all~” he once told himself. How he wish he could turn back time just once- to take back what he had said. To stop himself from saying things that you didn’t deserve. You had only wanted to help him. You were a kind soul, practically a Saint! And here he was, convicting you of a “crime” that you had not committed. His one sanctuary. His oasis. His SALVATION.

He can’t take it anymore. And he will do whatever it took to make it up to you.

[This is the first time I’m posting anything here so I’m sorry for any mistakes! Doing this on 3-4 hours of sleep so I apologize for any errors you might see lol. This is could be seen as an “open ending” sort of thing so take it how you see fit. Also, this can go to any person/character that you fancy, but I mainly thought of Genshin Impact/Honkai Star Rail characters and Leon Kennedy from The RE series.]

[best-character-named-x-poll]

[mikimyslee]

I love my husband so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much so much

(I’ll have to replace my phone case of him with one that fits my new phone, but I also want a kangel case, I wish I could combine them)

[ravenslvt]

☆ sighhhh i want to expand my fanfic/smut capabilities so i’m trying to take some requests??? here are some fandoms/characters and x reader i’ll write for 🌸:

(will 100% do smut btw, this is what i mainly write, but i can also do fluff or angst!)

(i’m open to most prompts/scenerios! please clarify if you want nsfw/smutty or not 💗 no no's are at the bottom of the post, please read if planning on sending a request!)

✩ fandoms:

🕸️jjk: gojo!, toji, geto!, nanami, sukuna, choso!

🏐haikyuu: suna!, oikawa, atsamu, kuroo

🐉hsr: blade, jing yuang, gallagher, welt, dr ratio, gepard, sampo, dan heng (il)

💉resident evil: leon, chris, claire, ada, carlos

🩸bg3: gale!, astarion, gortash

🦇dc: bruce wayne, jason todd, dick grayson, adrian chase (vigilante pm)

💣cod: ghost, price, könig

🪦tlou: joel

📍marvel: miguel o’hara, hobie brown, bucky barnes

🕷️dmn slayr: rengoku kyo, tengen

✩ what i'm not comfortable writing:

anything nsfw that include minors, absolutely nothing sexual, I am an adult and it makes me uncomfortable! i'm all for smut, but only with consenting adults! (aged up is fine! ex. hq timeskip where they’re cannonically 20-25)

no consent/r*pe. i'm all for consent, i'm all for pre planned consensual actions, but not straight up r*pe.

o/b dynamics, just not into it personally.

pregnecy, once again js not into it myself

stuff with animals. self explanatory.

☆ (this is all i can think of for now but please feel free to send me some requests🙏🙏bolded are ones i'm currently obsessing over, it will rotate loll) ☆

[loverboyplural]

— Leon Kennedy inspired stimboard for @luvjospeh's fortnite problem ! /j

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[rat-clinic]

Now Leon! Bring it down! STOP THAT BLADE!

[no-thanks-bro]

you know that one episode of Community where Annie and Abed are in the dreamatorium and Annie puts the 'other people' box as a filter for all his thoughts. Anyways, that's me with resident evil I literally cannot escape ittttt I'm halfway through Blade Runner 2049 and all I can think about is some sort of Nivannedy situation

[theanticool]

Kennedy Blades suplexes Skylar Grote to win 11-0 - USA Wrestling Olympic Trials 2024 Challenger Tournament

[matchbet-allofthetime]

"nonferal!plagas leon" this, "plagas!leon but he only has maybe sharp teeth and a few little growls" that-

fuck it. monster-fy that twunk of a man.

make him have sharp claws and sharp teeth and a need for the reader that is unmatched

but keep him soft. keep him shy and morally set in stone. keep him a good man who's been through bad shit. keep him woefully devoted and loving and soft and worrying and caring and make him not do a SINGLE thing until the reader says an enthusiastic "it's okay, we'll be okay, love me, leon"

and then THAT'S when he pulls all the stops and goes fucking nuts. make that man feral yet kind, sweet yet he'll bite and growl if you ask and let him.

let that shit take over but also not fundamentally change him. make him a beautiful monster, you cowards /lh

[thechibifoxcub]

Darkness Evermore 💔

It’s painful, and desolate yet freeing in a sense as the bouquet of once vibrant reds and golds shriveled in their final tomb beside his work desk. The vase that contains the withered corpses of roses and tulips sat as a sick, twisted sense of irony sat like a heavy stone in his gut. Freeing as it may seem, to only him, as the flower stems branched out from the confinements of their cage only to reach out to a sun that wasn’t even there. Freeing in a sense of a last attempt to seek salvation that only someone like he could provide.

It hurts him in more ways than one, but for some reason he can’t seem to rid of himself of the only remaining piece of you that he has. The last gift that you would ever bestow upon him as he tries to recall the dazzling smile you always wore whenever the two of you were together. He doesn’t remember the reason why you decided to gift him with flowers; however, he would never turn down anything that you would give him. Never. Not even once.

So as he turns his gaze away from the final remnants of a life that once brought happiness and love, he prays to any deity or power to hear him, just one last time.

“Should a day come where you and I are no longer to be…. then I pray that in the next life we can be everything once again…”

[Another one-shot as I try to wrap my head around the fact that life has been so stressful lately. A dog that I’ve known and helped care for with my family had to be put down last week. On top of that my depression and anxiety has me down as well, but it’s nothing new for me. Just a lot of things all at once and I haven’t found an outlet till now. I wrote this with no particular person and/or character in mind, but I’ll tag the games and characters that I thought about when writing this. If you have a favorite character in mind and I didn’t tag them the please forgive me! Thank you~]

[reno2005]

[dollfacefantasy]

wearing leon's hoodie during sex… he’s fucking u from behind and pushes the hoodie up to reveal your back… he grabs the top of the hoodie for leverage, and to pull you closer…

uh huh uh huh. i see your vision so here's a little drabble <3

leon kennedy x fem!reader

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v

It starts when Leon comes home from running some errands. He's kind of riled up. There was traffic, it was too cold out, there was people everywhere, and it seemed like he was the only one who knew what he was doing. He slams the front door and tosses his keys on the counter, letting out an irritated sigh and stomping up the stairs to your shared bedroom.

But there you are. His baby. Tucked away safe from the rest of the world. His beam of sunshine among the gray clouds that pollute the sky today.

You're laying on the bed, curled up with a blanket and gazing at the tv with only half your attention. Long legs lie exposed, soft from the strawberry scented lotion you'd lathered them in. Best of all, you're wearing his hoodie. An article of his clothing.

He tries to be casual about getting what he wants. He attempts pleasantries, acts like the shedding of his clothes is innocent. He's only doing it to be comfy enough to join you in your lazy day.

Not even thirty minutes later though, you're face down, head pressed to the pillow, ass raised in the air. His fingers dig into the flesh of your hips as he sheaths himself all the way inside you. You whine as your hole stretches around his length, accepting the intrusion. Your fingers claw at the fluffy blanket beneath you as he starts thrusting.

In and out, back and forth. It seems like each time he hits a new pleasure spot or coaxes another needy whine from your lips.

"That's right, baby. Feels so good, doesn't it?" he grunts as he pumps his cock as deep as it can go within you.

"Mhm," you whimper your voice shaky.

"Uh huh," he agrees. The sound of him panting combined with the slap of his skin on yours overwhelms your brain. "Who's fucking you this good, honey? Who's got you making all those cute little noises?"

The response is automatic. "You," you choke out as your body rocks with his momentum.

"Who?" he prompts you, wanting specificity.

Your words falter for a moment under the pressure of him rutting into your soaked cunt, but you regain the ability to speak before he could ask again.

"Leon," you whine, dragging out the ending sound.

He mumbles some words of praise, but they fly right over your head. His thoughts weren't on what he was saying either. He was much more focused on hearing you cry out his name while his eyes locked on the space between your shoulder blades.

On the fabric of the hoodie in that area, Kennedy was emblazoned in vinyl. It stood out in bright white on the soft black cloth. You were his. There was the physical and verbal proof. He pistons into you at a quicker speed as the primal part of his brain starts to take over. The part that just wanted to claim you and keep you as his own held the reins now.

Your eyes start to gloss up as thoughts melt away in your brain and drip from your mouth as drool. Your cheek squishes further into the mattress below. Everything is getting to that point where it feels fuzzy and far away. And you're content with that. You're content to just melt into a puddle of euphoria on the bed, but Leon had other ideas for you.

He bunches the hood of his hoodie together, handling it like he would a leash. Then with a firm tug, you're straight up on your knees. Your back is arched so your ass is flush against his pelvis while your head bobbles around near his.

"Oh fuck, baby..." you cry, "So fucking deep now."

He chuckles and yanks you even closer. The new angle did have him even further within you. If it wasn't for his hand supporting you, there was no doubt in your mind you'd flop forward and face plant into the memory foam.

His hips snap as though they're possessed, not stopping for the slightest break. Both of you are starting to work up a sweat, you a little more so from the thick fabric that covered your upper half.

"Mhm. All the way inside you. And I'm the only one who's ever gonna feel this," he mumbles.

"Only you," you agree without a second thought.

You can't speak anymore than that because your voice has devolved into pure moaning. Soft little cries of ecstasy leave you over and over as he fills you up just as many times.

"Want you to cum for me, baby. Milk me fucking dry so I can mark you on the inside too," he mutters.

And that's all it takes really. The thought of being claimed so thoroughly does it for you, and you seize up on command. Every part of you contracts and tightens up, including your pussy, locking him in.

That's what does it for him. The knowledge that you want to be claimed, that you love that you're all his. He shoots all his release inside you, not letting a drop go to waste.

Afterwards, he takes care to clean you up, actually ask about your day while he gets you comfy again. The sweat-soaked hoodie ends up in the laundry, and the two of you curl up in bed, together this time. If he didn't get off on the possessive part of this whole thing so much, he'd probably just buy you one of those hoodies for yourself. You were gonna be a Kennedy in no time anyways.

[nasa]

ALT: This video shows blades of grass moving in the wind on a beautiful day at NASA’s Michoud Assembly Facility in New Orleans. In the background, we see the 212-foot-core stage for the powerful SLS (Space Launch System) rocket used for Artemis I. The camera ascends, revealing the core stage next to a shimmering body of water as technicians lead it towards NASA’s Pegasus barge. Credit: NASA

The SLS (Space Launch System) Core Stage by Numbers

Technicians with NASA and SLS core stage lead contractor Boeing, along with RS-25 engines lead contractor Aerojet Rocketdyne, an L3Harris Technologies company, are nearing a major milestone for the Artemis II mission. The SLS (Space Launch System) rocket’s core stage for Artemis II is fully assembled and will soon be shipped via barge from NASA’s Michoud Assembly Facility in New Orleans to the agency’s Kennedy Space Center in Florida. Once there, it will be prepped for stacking and launch activities.

Get to know the core stage – by the numbers.

Standing 212 feet tall and measuring 27.6 feet in diameter, the SLS core stage is the largest rocket stage NASA has ever built. Due to its size, the hardware must be shipped aboard NASA’s Pegasus barge.

900 miles

Once loaded, the barge – which was updated to accommodate the giant core stage -- will travel 900 miles to Florida across inland and ocean waterways. Once at Kennedy, teams with our Exploration Ground Systems team will complete checkouts for the core stage prior to stacking preparations.

18 Miles + 500 Sensors

As impressive as the core stage is on the outside, it’s also incredible on the inside. The “brains” of the rocket consist of three flight computers and special avionics systems that tell the rocket what to do. This is linked to 18 miles of cabling and more than 500 sensors and systems to help feed fuel and steer the four RS-25 engines.

8.8 million

Speaking of engines… Our SLS Moon rocket generates approximately 8.8 million pounds of thrust at launch. Two million pounds come from the four powerful RS-25 engines at the base of the core stage, while each of the two solid rocket boosters produces a maximum thrust of 3.6 million pounds. Together, the engines and boosters will help launch a crew of four Artemis astronauts inside NASA’s Orion spacecraft beyond Earth orbit to venture around the Moon.

733,000 Gallons

Achieving the powerful thrust required at launch calls for a large amount of fuel - 733,000 gallons, to be precise. The stage has two huge propellant tanks that hold the super-cooled liquid hydrogen and liquid oxygen that make the rocket “go.” A new liquid hydrogen storage sphere has recently been built at Kennedy, which can store 1.25 million gallons of liquid hydrogen.

Four

The number four doesn’t just apply to the RS-25 engines. It’s also the number of astronauts who will fly inside our Orion spacecraft atop our SLS rocket for the first crewed Artemis mission. When NASA astronauts Reid Wiseman, Christina Koch, and Victor Glover along with CSA astronaut Jeremy Hansen launch, they will be the first astronauts returning to the Moon in more than 50 years.

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