#bestfriend!leon kennedy

[whilesheplayspretend]

BESTFRIEND!LEON

• warning: sexual theme at the end (only very short)

best-friend!leon that takes you out everywhere with him.

best-friend!leon that goes on the late night drives with you to get ice cream, or to scream your lungs out to music that could possibly break your eardrums.

best-friend!leon that always steals once of your fries, then pressing a kiss to your forehead when you frown at him.

best-friend!leon that shares his airpods with you, listening to whatever choice of music he or you decides to have on.

best-friend!leon who drums his fingertips lightly on the steering wheel while waiting for a green light as he takes you to work.

best-friend!leon who always hugs you before you leave his apartment, or your house.

best-friend!leon who comes over to your house after you’ve had a bad day to comfort you, snacks on the bed while a movie is just beginning to play as you walk into your bedroom.

best-friend!leon who your parents pray you secretly marry in later future.

best-friend!leon who always makes a good impression on your parents and older / younger siblings.

best-friend!leon that takes a photo of you when you fall asleep first at the sleepover. mainly for his own personal gain, but covers it up with “using it for blackmail” which he never does.

best-friend!leon that cooks / bakes with you for different events or when you two are bored out of your minds.

best-friend!leon that takes you and your younger sibling out for a lunch ‘date’ and is just the absolute sweetest to them as they bond.

best-friend!leon who takes random photos of you without knowing, admiring them as he seems the peaceful state you’re in when with him.

best-friend!leon who always teases you when you pronounce / do something wrong.

best-friend!leon who pats you on the head when you do something good / achieve a new goal or anything.

best-friend!leon who always shares his popcorn with you throughout a movie.

best-friend!leon that sleeps in the same bed as you when you both sleep at each other’s house. (it’s comfortable — that’s what you use as an excuse just to be closer to him).

best-friend!leon that sees you drop food on yourself and then decides to spoon-feed you since you’re “incapable of using utensils”.

best-friend!leon that has been your best-friend since you both started pre-school / early kindergarten.

best-friend!leon that pushes you into a leather seated enclosed area and roughly kisses you senseless in the backseat of his car after a day at the beach because he can’t control himself or his hands anymore when he sees you in a skimpy bikini for the thousandth time as it seems, and he thinks you’re an absolute tease to him.

A / N: haha, i wasn’t going to put any sexual themes into this but i can’t handle myself — i had to put just a little sprinkle of something cause sweet leon is adorable but uncontrollable leon is just 😵‍💫

[luvrgreyy]

LEAVING ME TO BLEED

best friend!leon x f!reader

word count: 1.6k

18+ MDNI. situationship kinda, one-sided pining, break ups, alot of angst/no comfort, fuckboy leon, love bombing(?), unprotected sex, p in v, fingering, praise, no aftercare. lmk if i missed anything.

leon had been through it again. another relationship gone bust. it left him restless, empty. it wasn't as though he expected much anyway, he was more than used to the disappointment by now. but that never made the sting of a broken heart any easier to bear. it gutted him every single time.

he'd been here countless times before, needing your warmth to heal him, your body to provide some temporary relief from his heartache.

on this particular occasion, he found himself knocking against your door.

there was a silence before it creaked open, and you stood there with your hair a mess and eyes heavy. it was late. he reeked alcohol. his eyes were puffy, red rimmed from all the sleepless nights.

“hey,” his eyes softened at the sight of your bleary gaze, an unspoken apology already lurking. his lips part slightly as he tries finding the words for what he wants to say, but nothing.

“leon?” you whispered back, rubbing at your eyes.

he abruptly pushes past the door and reaches out, cupping your face tenderly with his large hands before bringing his lips crashing down on yours. it was rough, hungry, a raw expression of his need.

your lips yielded softly to his onslaught, a faint groan escaping your throat as you melt under the intensity of his kiss.

“lee,” he could hear the sleep in your voice as you mumbled something about it being late.

“she.. she left me.” he rumbled, dampness of tears threatening to form in his eyes.

“help me feel better,” he choked out. “please.”

you tried to say something reasonable, something that might make him see the situation for what it was, but you’re silenced with another kiss, pressing you against the wall.

everything inside him demanded that he had you right there and then, and he was willing to do anything to make that happen. a groan rumbled from his chest as he wrenched himself away from the kiss, leaving you panting and breathless.

his eyes search yours for any sign of rejection or disgust, but he saw nothing of the sort. in fact, he saw something that made his heart ache just a bit more. he saw affection, longing, and a hint of lust that stirred inside him, it was intense, an itch that had to be scratched.

leon kissed your neck, his hands cupping your breasts through the sheer material of your shirt. he whispered something into your ear, so soft that you had to strain to hear it. it was a promise, an assurance that things will be different from now on. but you knew deep down that it was a ploy, a desperate attempt to make you give in to his demands.

and in that moment, your heart was too weak to resist him. you allowed him to strip away your resistance, let him drown in his desperation and need. but there was a soft, bitter realization that lingered in the back of your mind — he was but a man, a man who only sought you for comfort when he was hurting.

and you were just a woman, a woman who was always willing to provide that comfort, no matter how temporary, no matter how much it hurt when he left.

shivers raced down your spine as his rough hands caressed your skin, stripping you bare and letting your clothes drop in a messy heap on your bedroom floor. you could almost feel the desperation in the way he touched you, as though he'd never felt skin as soft and supple as yours. you sighed softly as he ran his fingers along your waist before tracing a line lower until he cupped your ass. his fingers flexed gently as he gave it a good squeeze, making you shiver.

he groaned against your neck. "you’re so pretty."

you didn’t respond, instead focusing on the way his rough palms felt against your skin. he cupped your face in one hand, tilting it upward for a searing kiss. you let him have it, kissing him back just as intensely, your body trembling slightly as desire began to build. you wrapped your arms around his neck, clinging to him like a lifeline as he devoured you with his mouth.

his lips left yours, trailing hot wet kisses down your jaw to your neck. his teeth sank into your skin gently, leaving faint marks.

his knee pries your legs apart, pressing down on the damp fabric of your panties. “so wet,” he hums against your skin. you whimper softly, burying your hands in his hair as he slipped your panties to the side and slid a finger inside you. your cunt began to pulse around him, your hips rocking slightly against his touch.

“lee, please,” you pant, hips shifting to accommodate the probing finger.

“please what? c’mon, tell me what you want”

“more,” he dips another finger inside you, drawing more soft moans from you as you arch into him.

leon continued to torment you with his fingers until you were moaning and writhing beneath him. you craved more, ached for him to fill you fully, to quench this insatiable desire that burned in the pit of your stomach.

“god, fuck me, please” the words slipped out of your mouth before you could stop them. it was a mistake, a raw, vulnerable plea that you now regretted. and as soon as the words left your lips, his fingers became relentless, thrusting inside you as his other hand gripped your hips.

“yeah? you want me to fuck you?” his breath was hot against your ear. he finally lifts himself from you, coming down to rip your panties off you.

you gasped at the sudden loss of clothing, feeling completely exposed as he loomed above you.

leon kicks off his jeans, releasing his engorged erection to your eager gaze. you wanted him inside you, needed him there to soothe the ache that was consuming you. leon spread your legs wider, running the head of his dick against your soaked entrance. you whimpered at the contact, reaching out to wrap a leg around his waist, pulling him closer.

“please, leon,” you whispered, arching upwards, begging for his cock.

he doesn’t allow you adjust, eagerly plunging into you. a low cry escapes your lips as your nerves were set alight with pleasure.

“so fucking tight,” he gritted out. "i’ve missed this."

his dick bottoms out inside you, making you gasp loudly. “i’ve missed you.” he whispered softly in your ear, and it almost seemed sincere. almost.

your eyes fluttered shut, you were too lost in the pleasure to form any words, but you managed a faint hum. his hips began to piston, driving himself deeper into your quivering sex. “don’t know why i even bother with other girls, i got my girl right here,”

“lee,” the whine slips your lips and your brows furrow.

he pulls nearly all the way out and then slams back inside, a deep groan leaving his chest.

"what? you're my girl, aren’t you?"

you gazed up with watery eyes and nod. a part of you wished that he would mean those words, that there could be something genuine between the two of you. but you knew that deep down, that was just wishful thinking.

sweat dripped down his face as he drove you higher, his fingers digging into your hips for leverage. in the back of your mind, a small voice warned you to be careful. what would happen once the high wore off? would he leave you lying here, all used up like before? hold you tight like he probably did with all is girlfriends after fucking them senseless?

you cry out softly, your hips bucking helplessly beneath him as you slowly come down from your peak, eyes half-lidded. he grunts as he pulls out, painting your stomach with thick ropes of his cum.

leon collapses beside you, breathing heavily. you could sense that he was already drifting off to sleep, his mind already occupied with his next mission, his next woman. you roll to your side, knowing that this was all you'd ever be to him — a warm body to quench his need when he was hurting. nothing more.

his arms creep around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. you let out a soft sigh, trying hard not to let the disappointment show as you burrow into his warmth.

he held you as he fell asleep, his body heavy with release and his breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps. you laid still in bed, tears stinging your eyes. the silence stretched on, filling the room with a heaviness that was hard to shake off. you deserved better than this. and you knew this.

a tiny part of you wished you could change things — you wished you could make him care, to treat you as more than just a convenient warm body. but as you stared into the dark ceiling, you realized that was a vain wish. leon kennedy would never change. he would always be the same man, broken and jaded.

you knew that once morning came, he would be gone, and the cycle would begin anew.

[soggyarts]

gave them a happy ending and wanted to share

[ghosty-writes-23]

His Precious Doll Face. - Leon S Kennedy.

!TAGS!: Slight NSFW (Somnophilia) Mentions of Stalking & Kidnapping, Obsessive/Possessive Behaviour, Panty Stealing.

Pairing: GhostFace!Leon + BestFriend!FemaleReader.

Rating: Mature.

Summary: You were Leon’s sweet and innocent childhood best friend that was too naïve to know what his true intentions were, he just wanted to keep you safe and protected.

Word Count: 1.7k

Ghosty's Notes: Hi, just wanted to say I didn’t actually think I would be posting this on time but even this time I surprised myself, I have re-written this about 3 times today and I am finally happy with this version I wrote, a huge thank you to everybody that votes on the poll, it was fun seeing everybody interact with it and see everybody’s choice, I do plan on publishing something for Valentines Day but I am not making any promises, anyway just wanted to say a huge thank you and I hope you enjoy the story.

Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

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18+ Content // MINORS DO NOT INTERACT // 18+ Content.

Sitting at home relaxing on your couch watching Netflix, that you stole the password for from your best friend, Supernatural played in the background as you scrolled through your phone reading about the recent Ghostface murders that had been happening around the university campus.

Many people think its a student dressed up as the iconic horror slasher while others just think its just some crazy nutjob, but since the murders classes have been strictly online until the person reasonable has been found. After reading another new article claiming that the authorities should be doing more to catch this murder you exited the page and went to see your text messages. 

A couple where from Chris complaining that he wished you had accompanied him and Leon to the halloween party their frat was throwing, another message was from Claire showing the costumes the girls were wearing, Ada was going as a vampire, Claire was a witch and Jill went as fairy and chris photobombed the picture dressed as michael myers, the picture made you laugh as you sent a heart back, you didn’t feel like going to the party or any social gathering, just a comfy movie night in was all you wanted.

After reply to Claire you saw Leon messaged you, the pair of you had been best friends since you were little kids, being next door neighbours you practically grew up together, always staying at each other's houses for sleepovers, movie nights and even got accepted into the same university as each other, your parents were best friends and would do double date nights when you and Leon grew older, clicking on Leon’s message you read what it said. 

“Miss you.” was all the message said, it brought a small smile to your face. It wasn't a secret that you and Leon were a little bit closer than friends since you basically grew up together, but that is all you were just friends even though sometimes you wished it was something a little more. Shaking your head you looked at the time on your phone 1am it was time for you to go to bed.

Grabbing your TV remote you flicked off the TV before wrapping your blanket around yourself and got off the couch, as you did you heard a creak in the floor in your hallway, causing you to freeze slightly but then you thought it was just your cat coming inside. Shrugging off the feeling you headed up to your room, not seeing the shadowy figure that looked up at you from the bottom of the stairs.

Pushing open your bedroom door you went and flopped onto your bed exhaustion washing over your body as you don’t even bother to get under your blankets as you close your eyes. Just as your mind was about to drift off to dreamland you could have sworn you heard your bedroom door open but when you open your eyes there's nothing there causing you to think you have have started to go crazy, but soon there was a soft meow before your cat jumped up on the bed purring as it pushed its face against yours, causing you to smile as you pet its head. 

“You keep giving me a heart attack.” you said to the feline as you softly scold it, but it just purrs and curls up beside you before going to sleep, not having the energy to close your door you drifted off to sleep not seeing the shadowy figure was now in the corner of your bedroom. 

Looking at the sleeping woman, the shadowy figure felt his heart race as his breathing got slightly heavy, his blade in his pocket before he raised up and pulled the mask from his face revealing himself to be none other than your best friend Leon, there was a blood splatter on his face that he didn’t bother to clean up, he had to come and see you.

He knew once you found out what he had done you would never want to see him again, but he was doing all of this for you, to protect you those people who would have hurt you and he couldn’t have that, he loved you too much to see you ever get hurt, so he dealt with them so they would never hurt you in the first place.

Everything he did was to protect you from the cruelty of this world, he didn’t care if he had to get his hands dirty if it meant you kept that innocent and sweet smile. Walking over to your sleeping figure Leon kneeled down and took off one of his bloody gloves then gently rested his cold hand on your cheek causing your face to scrunch up at the sudden cold feeling but you didn't wake, his thumb slowly creased your cheek as he looked at you with a lovesick look.

You here his precious doll and he will always protect you and have your best interests at heart. Looking away from your face Leon noticed your oversized shirt had ridden up where it rested just under your breasts giving him a full view of your stomach and cute black panties you were wearing, they were his favourite because of how they looked on your body and that he had brought them for you.

Letting out a heavy breath, Leon tried resisting the urge to kiss your stomach, how your soft skin would feel under his lips, his teeth digging into the soft flesh and leaving little marks showing everybody you belong to him, the thought sent a rush of heat through his body. Taking a deep breath one little kiss wouldn’t hurt so he moved to half way down your bed and leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to your stomach, he promised himself to not leave any marks, unlike last time, but this time he was determined not to. 

Your skin felt so soft under his lips, almost as if kissing a marshmallow he could almost taste the sweet taste of your body wash from your shower earlier in the night. Leon knew of this because of the camera’s he had placed around your place, so he could always have an eye on you. Feeling you stir Leon frozen in place before you turned over a soft noise leaving your lips as you settled back into your bed. Leon knew you were a light sleeper so he had to be careful and quiet. 

His gaze went back up to your face, making sure you were fully asleep again before he let out a soft breath, this is what you do to him, you drive him crazy with the most simple and innocent actions just you sleeping peacefully was enough to make his body feel hot all over, to make him crave touching you in a way no best friend should and it was all your fault, but was he complaining, no you could never do any wrong in his eyes. 

Moving onto your bed Leon made sure his movements wouldn’t disturb your peaceful slumber, as his body hovered over your sleeping form his breath picked up, it fanned over your face causing you to stir again, holding his breath you settled down once again your breath evening out and your snores light and soft, Leon didn’t want to risk waking you up so as he slowly moved off the bed, he let his lips trail down your body as light as a feather, but as he got to the top of your cute black panties Leon could feel his eyes roll to the back of his head at the sweet smell, he could see a small wet patch forming causing the cheap cotton to stick to your pussy.

Leon could feel his lips go dry, licking his lips he looked like a predatory looking down at its prey, his eyes had darken and his breathing was now more uneven, reaching a finger up he ran his finger up the slick fabric being as gentle as possible, a soft noise leaving your throat as he pulled his finger back it was wet with your slick without thinking Leon placed his finger in his mouth causing a whine to leave his throat, he wanted more but it was too risky so he came up with a better plan, carefully and slowly Leon hooked his fingers into the top of your panties before gently pulling them down your smooth legs and off your feet. 

Once your panties where off Leon brought them to his noise and breathed in deeply, your scent filling his nose causing his eyes to roll back once again driving him wild, He didn’t want to take your innocence just yet he wanted you to be awake so you could feel all the pleasure he would bring to you, so for now this would have to do. Getting off the bed Leon placed the panties in his pocket before he walked over to you and gently kissed your head. 

“Goodnight Doll, i’ll see you again real soon.” Leon whispered before he grabbed his mask and placed it over his face before he carefully walked out of your bedroom and gently closed the door….

The Following Morning.

You woke feeling refreshed and well rested, your cat peacefully slept on your jacket that was placed on the chair that sat by your window, the early morning sun warming its fur, your stretched your arms over your head letting out a soft noise as your back made a clicking noise, running your fingers through your hair a feeling washed over you, as if you were missing something, reaching under your blankets you noticed your panties where missing, you were pretty sure you went to sleep with them on.

“Must of kicked them off somehow.” You thought as you shrugged your shoulders and pushed your blankets off your bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready for your morning Uni classes and shift working at your mom’s bakery, where you will see Leon and tell me all about the supernatural episodes you watched last night and how your cat gave you two heart attacks.

As you made your way to the bathroom, you didn’t notice the small camera watching your every move, Leon was behind it smiling as if he had hearts in his eyes. “Soon doll, you will be mine.” he said as he placed his bloody hand on the computer screen, as there was the sound of a muffled scream behind him as a person sat tied up to a chair with tape over their mouth.

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[guywithn0name]

-Alphabet headcanons-

;Miles G Morales

Miles G Morales x any gender reader

🎸 | Masterlist | 🎸

I still haven’t finished a post I’ve had in my drafts for like 3 months already ( ・∇・) (it’s a Leon Kennedy post lol) but in the meantime I’m going to write this and actively ignore the drafts (^з^)-♡ and ik Miles from 1610 and this Miles are super similar but they have different headcannons since they are still different people and they’ve had different experiences so yeah lol.

Warnings: not rly proofread

-‘A’ is for AFFECTION (how affectionate are they?)

Miles isn’t one to show much affection beyond a simple hand-in-hand or a small and quick peck while in public. But he is more affectionate when you two are in private, or with people he’s comfortable around. His love language is acts of service along with quality time. He likes building his tech when you’re around, not really talking but just chilling together while listening to music. If Miles ever gives you gifts he’ll give you homemade gifts like; paper bouquet, handwritten letter, homemade food and ect. I don’t really think he’d give a lot of materialistic gifts. Mostly because over half of the money he steals is to help him and his mom. And he doesn’t really get the point of them either. He gets they’re nice, but why buy something expensive when you can make something?

-‘B’ is for BESTFRIEND (what are they like as a bestfriend?)

He’a a pretty chill guy to be friends with at the end of the day. He might be a bit closed off at first but when he opens up he’s a huge nerd. He’ll talk about his tech for hours if you know he’s the Prowler. If you two go to a McDonald’s or something, he’s the one who’ll give you one chicken nugget but not buy you a box for you because he’s too poor for that, but if you buy him McDonald’s or something like that, he will give you something self-made as a thank you gift.

-‘C’ is for CUDDLES (how and do they like to cuddle?)

He’s one of them sleepy cuddle people, he especially cuddles with you when he’s sleepy or tired. He acts like he’s a big spoon when y’all cuddle, but he’s really a secret little spoon. He isn’t big on showing affection like I said before, but he is semi cuddly when you two are alone in peace. He likes wrapping himself around you, full body hug and all.

-‘D’ is for DOMESTIC (if they settle down, how will they help?)

Miles is a bit hesitant on settling down with someone. He wants to, yeah. But because of his Prowler job he isn’t quick to just live with anybody. But that aside, let’s talk about what it’s like to live with Miles. He’s the type of person who wants to split the chores. The chores he would do is probably cooking and things along those lines. If you know he’s the Prowler you 100% will find some random parts around the place. The random prowler claw in the coffee table in the living room. Don’t worry about it, Miles just wanted to watch some tv while he was fixing it. Miles appearing in the kitchen, his hands somehow covered in oil? He’s just getting water, don’t mind the oil, it’s just from his motorcycle. The random motorcycle and tech parts on the kitchen counter? Don’t worry, he’ll clean it up soon. He always tries to clean up his messes, but you might find some things that don’t belong in random places.

-‘E’ is for ENDING (how would the break up go?)

Depending on the situation of the break up and who breaks up with who, he still probably might be a bit sad about it, before or after the break up. If you’re the one who’s breaking up with him, he’d definitely want a reason why. He’d probably feel upset about it if it was for a good reason. If he’s the one breaking up with you. There’s are two reasons for him to break up with you. Reason number one; he doesn’t like you anymore and he’s not cruel enough to date someone he doesn’t like. Reason number two; he doesn’t want to put you in danger because of his Prowler job, he just wants to protect you one of the few ways he knows how to.

-‘F’ is for FIANCÉ (how do they feel about marriage)

Miles’ a bit hesitant to marry someone, but he does want to marry someone at some point of his life. He wants the same kind of marriage and love his mom and dad had together. If Miles has a wedding, he’d want a small wedding with only close friends and family attending. He’s not that interested in a big wedding with a ton of people. He thinks a wedding is something only the people who you and him are actually close to.

-‘G’ is for GENTLE (how gentle are they?)

He tries his best to be gentle with you. But he isn’t too good with it. Miles had built a kind of wall around himself after his dad’s death. He still tries his best with you, but somewhat always keeps you at an arms length. But after some time he lets you get closer. Miles’ always careful not to make you uncomfortable or uneasy.

-‘H’ is for HUGS (do they like hugs?)

Miles does like hugs, but he definitely isn’t that clear about it. He also somehow has some of the warmest, and best hugs ever to exist. His hugs with his family member and close friends are like bearhugs. He’s a little awkward hugging strangers tho.

-‘I’ is for I LOVE YOU (when do they say I love you for the first time?)

All things considered, Miles was probably the one who said “I love you” first. You two were hanging out on the rooftop of the apartment complex he lived in, just chilling and looking at the stars while listening to music from his phone. And suddenly he just blurted the words “I love you” while admiring you. It was a cute moment.

-‘J’ is for JEALOUSY (do they get easily jealous? And if they do, what will they do?)

He doesn’t get jealous that much, only when other people obviously flirt with you or something along those lines, he’s more protective than jealous most of the time. He knows you’re loyal, so he doesn’t act too jealous. The most he’ll do when he’s jealous is a small tug on your hand to signal he wants to leave while glaring at the other person, he has a cold exterior so the glare wasn’t unnecessary surprising.

-‘K’ is for KISSES (how often do they like to get or give kisses, and where?)

Miles isn’t someone who likes to give a lot of affection in public, like I said earlier. He does like giving kisses, and reviving them. Miles just doesn’t like giving them in public. When he does give kisses in public, the most he’ll do is give a little peck on the cheek, forehead or on your temple. When he does kiss you on the lips, he’ll definitely do it when you two are alone or at each others place like I’ve said multiple times. When you two kiss, he likes to have his hand on you hip or on the side of you neck. Miles also likes giving soft pecks on the neck when you two cuddle. He enjoys getting kisses, but he doesn’t like showing that. His favourite part to get kissed is on his temple or on the crook of his neck, but only a gentle kiss or peck.

-‘L’ is for LITTLE ONES (how are they with kids?)

There’s only one word on how to describe Miles with kids, awkward. He isn’t bad with them, or good with them. Just awkward. He doesn’t wanna hurt one of them, because of that he doesn’t really know how to handle them. He’s too scared that he’ll hurt one, so he prefers not to interact with kids.

-‘M’ is for MORNINGS (how are mornings with them?

He’s a groggy morning boy. And like I mentioned he’s cuddly when he’s tired, so don’t be expecting to be able to get up early. So when you wake up, you’re 100% in some messy position with Miles wrapped around you or laying on top of you. He probably drooled at least a bit during the night too. His whole morning routine is pretty simple, get up from bed. (Like ten minutes after he woke up) Then changing his clothes and getting breakfast after brushing his teeth, a simple and quick morning.

-‘N’ is for NIGHTS (how are nights with them?)

Miles has a full on night routine, it’s not a complicated one, but he still has one. He always takes a shower before he goes to bed. And his whole skin routine is only water. How does he have such clear skin with so little effort? Only no one knows. He also wears a durag to bed, he also has like three different durags to choose from. Why? Don’t ask, seriously, don’t. (He doesn’t know either) He also always says “good night” and “love you” to his mom before going to sleep. When he moves out, he’ll text it to her occasionally, but every night but some nights. Just to remind her that he still exists. (They talk almost every other day or every day on the phone)

-‘O’ is for OPEN (how open are they about themselves?)

Miles was more open before his dad’s death, but he became a lot more closed off after it. It takes a while for him to fully trust someone. But when he does give someone his trust, it’s like peeling an onion, a lot of layers. He’s slow at opening up, but when he does it means he really does trust you. When he does in fact trust you, you’re one of his forever friends. He’s the type of guy to have a few close friends rather than a lot of not so close friends.

-‘P’ is for PATIENCE (how patient are they with you?)

Since Miles himself is a pretty standoffish, so he understands if you don’t want to be open with him right off the bat. He’s definitely patient with you as long as you’re patient with him too. He wants to take his time with the relationship, not rush to things.

-‘Q’ is for QUIZZES (how much do they remember about you?)

Miles actually remembers quite a lot about you. It’s pretty surprising since he’s the Prowler, and his school along with helping his mom at home too.

-‘R’ is for REMEMBER (what’s their favourite moment in the relationship?)

One of his favourite moments in your relationship was when he told you he was the Prowler. You two had been dating for about a year and half at that point. You were staying over the night at his place. It was almost Halloween and the two of you were coming up with costume ideas when the topic of vigilantes came up. Or more specifically, the Prowler. Miles had been thinking about telling you that he was the Prowler for a bit at this point. So, he decided that now was a good time to tell you. A bit later Miles takes a deep breath and then takes your hands in his, before finally telling you the truth of him being the Prowler. It was a really nice moment to the two of you, and now one of Miles favourite moment of your relationship.

-‘S’ is for SECURITY (how protective are they?)

He’s actually a little protective, he wasn’t as protective before his dad died, but he got more protective after it. He doesn’t wanna loose another person who’s close to him. He also developed a small habit of walking you home when you’re over at his place. The city’s dangerous and he knows it, he likes knowing that you got home safe after you leave his place, it gives him some comfort.

-‘T’ is for TRY (how much effort are they putting into the relationship, dates and ect?)

Miles puts in his share fair of effort into the relationship, but if he notices that you’re not putting the same amount of effort into the relationship he’ll become more distant. He wants that the both of you put in effort for the relationship, not just one-sided effort. Like I mentioned before, he likes giving hand-made gifts and likes to cook homemade meals for you. He isn’t the biggest fan of going on fancy dates or anything. Mostly because he doesn’t really have enough money to pay for them, plus the city he lives in (and most likely you) definitely isn’t the safest place to have dates outside. Miles really likes dates that are spent indoors at each others houses. He especially likes movie dates, and dates where you cook or bake together. Doesn’t matter if you’re good at it or not, he’ll still have a lot of fun with you.

-‘U’ is for UGLY (what’s a bad habit of theirs?)

He sometimes has a dumb habit of forgetting to answer texts or calls when his phone’s on silent. And if he does see it, he sometimes forgets to respond completely and only realises it a few hours later.

-‘V’ is for VANITY (how insecure are they?)

He’s not an insecure person, at all. He’s pretty confident in himself, he’s just quiet. But like with my Miles 1610 alphabet headcannon, he’ll get a tiny iny bit insecure if you two haven’t spent time together in a while. (you should go read it if you haven’t already ;) )

-‘W’ is for WHOLE (do they feel whole without you?)

Miles would be sad without you, but he wouldn’t fully feel incomplete without you. But he would certainly miss you. He already lost his dad, so he knows how to deal with sadness. He would miss you. But it all depends if you died or left him. If you died Miles would definitely make a graffiti of you, just like he did of his dad. But if you left him, or the other way around. He would probably think about you time to time, even miss you at times. But he wouldn’t come after you, the walls around his heart wouldn’t let him.

-‘X’ is for XTRA (extra headcanon about them)

Miles is a great cook, his mom taught him how to cook since he’s been little. He wants to get a small tattoo in honour of his dad in the future. He likes drawing you in his sketchbooks, and as little doodles in sticky notes that are on his blueprints of his gear and other things. He actually doesn’t enjoy horror movies a lot, he gets scared easily by them even tho he puts on a front of not-being-scared-of-anything. Miles definitely tender headed, and he only ever lets a very specific barber or his mom touch his hair. And you if you’re lucky.

-‘Y’ is for YUCK (what can they not stand?)

He hates people who just cannot season food properly, it disgusts and pains him at the same time.

-‘Z’ is for ZLEEP (how is to sleep with them?)

Two words for sleeping with him; no space. He moves around a ton while he sleeps and like I mentioned earlier, he cuddles a lot while he sleeps. He definitely has a second blanket that he hugs in his sleep when he can’t cuddle anyone. He’s also one of those people who just cannot sleep without a blanket on. Is he overheating under it? Maybe. But he can’t not sleep with it. Without it he ain’t sleeping, honestly.

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!! :)

[leonw4nter]

Hi hi, may I request a F1 racer Leon and photographer reader fic where reader somehow garners his attention in a sea full of people trying to get his autograph?? (Re4 Leon or Re2 Leon will do!)

Close To You

Racer!RE2!Leon x GN!Reader

You two lay in silence on your bestfriend Leon’s bed, staring up at the dark ceiling as you both listen to the soft whir of the ceiling fan overhead. He’s leaving in a few hours, right when the first few rays of pink illuminate the otherwise dark sky; in just a day, he’d be in a completely different timezone from you. He promises to call but you don’t expect him to stick to it a hundred percent; college will be a busier time in both your lives after all and with his aspirations, you don’t expect him to handle too many things all at once. It’s 2:20 AM and both of you should be fast asleep, him in his bed and you on your air mattress that Leon insisted on helping to inflate, but you both can’t find it in you to spend the last few hours sleeping.

“Why aren't you sleeping?” Leon asks in a hushed whisper. His head rests on his arm, his mop of ashy-blond hair sticking out in small strands due to the amount of times he ran his fingers through his tresses.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” You respond back with a slightly aggressive whisper, head tilted to face him for a moment. “You’re going to be travelling for five-and-a-half hours. Staying up is going to bite you in the ass later.”

“I can’t sleep,” he responds back. “I’m nervous and already homesick.”

“C’mon, you got this! Nothing like a new change of scene for Leon Kennedy, right? It’s going to be awesome, I swear.” You reassure him with a smile, though your heart drops to your feet again and the feeling of missing him creeps up on you but he hasn’t even left yet.

“I mean… It’s gonna be an experience being in a new place and all but… I’m going to miss you,” he softly confides. He turns to lay down on his side, a hand tucked under his cheek as he looks at you through thin strands of his hair obstructing his view. “I don’t think we’ve ever done anything without each other. It’s gonna take a lot to adjust to this new setting.”

He sounds genuinely anxious, his voice lacking the usual confident quality it almost always carried. As sad as this whole predicament is making you, you’re forcing yourself to look less defeated than you feel; you can do the crying later for when he can’t see you anymore.

“I know, it’s… definitely going to be hard for the first few months but we’ll get around this eventually.” You reassure him with a small grin. “It’s not going to be the same without you, though. I’ll really miss you so don’t forget to at least text me, okay? When you’re free, of course.”

“I’ll miss you too and yes, I promise.” He sighs, shoulders slumping with his hushed exhale. He stares at you quietly through the dark, trying to map out your features despite the darkness of the room.

It turns into a game of staring and who will be the first to interrupt that has settled over you two like a blanket but it wasn’t the kind of staring that was just an empty, zoned-out stare; it was the kind where you two were committing every single detail of each other’s features to memory, to get the most vivid mental image you both can. You find it hard to swallow down that this face is going to be on your laptop screen, composed of pixels that won’t do his beauty any justice. He finds it difficult to grapple with the fact that he can’t brush the hair out of your face anymore or wipe away a speck of food at the corner of your mouth with his thumb. Turns out, this isn’t just a staring contest– it’s a contest on who can hold off from giving in to the desires of their hearts.

“You’re going to have a lot of your firsts without me,” you speak up. “First love, first parties, first kiss…”

“So, Leon, have you ever been kissed before?”

You’re taken aback by your own boldness, shocked at this question. Of course he has; in the third grade, Patty Briggs gave him a valentine and kissed him on the cheek before skipping off to her friends. You’re not sure if Leon remembers but you do and that’s because you were fuming that another girl has taken his first kiss away from you.

“No,” he responds. His voice is steady but you know that his cheeks and the tips of his ears are probably warm.

“Yes you did,” you counter before telling him about Patty and her valentine.

“I wonder how it–kissing– felt. If it feels slimy and icky or if it’s soft and plush.”

“Do you want to find out with me? How kissing feels?”

And that’s how you and him shared a first kiss on his saggy mattress, in his cold and dark room a few hours before he had to leave for the airport. Leon got his answer: it felt perfect, addictive. He wanted to keep kissing, to relive the spark of your lips pressing delicately. He even got the courage to bring a hand up to your cheek and bring your face closer, making the kiss feel deeper. He very well knew that he was running out of air but he didn’t want to break away, just lost in the velvety warmth of your lips, though slightly chapped.

Even when he was hours away from you, now onboard a plane, all the lovey-dovey songs he had on his portable music player were reminiscent of you and your magical kiss. You, on the other hand, were alternating between tears and giddy giggles. You managed to look put together and strong when you were seeing Leon get into the cab, though glassy-eyed by this time, but tears raced down the slope of your cheek fast as soon as the cab’s engine roared to life as the distance between you and him quickly grew from an inch to full-on kilometers. It’ll be hard to sleep with the lack of each other’s warmths on both your beds.

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Life was odd without the other, it didn’t feel entirely complete– bright moments would have been brighter if Leon was by your side, sadder moments would be less sad if Leon had you. You two promised to text and call as much as your conflicting and busy schedules could allow you both but soon the distance felt even more palpable, the five-hour time difference that would place you in his past too real and soon, you grew distant but you were not mad with him and he was not mad at you: you were both busy with your endeavors and life is a ball that keeps rolling, no matter how rough the terrain could get. No matter what, Leon still thought of you before sleeping, images of you flashing as he closed his lids; he thoughts about how you’d look now– if you cut your hair or styled it differently, if you got new piercings, or if you’d still smile at him with so much warmth. As if his fingers have a mind of their own, they travel upwards as the pads of his fingertips gently pat his puffy bottom lip as he thinks about the kiss you both shared before he left at the break of dawn’s first rays of light. He tries to fight back a smile, pushing down the giggle that threatens to rise from his chest and tries to contain it there until it dissolves into nothing. It doesn’t dissolve into nothing and the fizzy excitement that the mere thought of you conjures just doubles in amount; he has to do something about this and so he turns to his side, arms reaching underneath the pillow beneath his head, and brings it to his face as he laughs and giggles. He kicks his feet, occasionally poking out from his duvet. He realizes how stupid he must look now: a grown man giggling and shaking about in his bed when he’s supposed to be asleep at this time in the night but he doesn’t care, let a man explode into a fit of glitter and blue raspberry candies when he thinks about his best friend– wait, best friends don’t kiss on the lips. But you’re not exactly boyfriend-girlfriend either, you’d never said anything about it and neither did he but he’s positive that you like him back and so does he. Upon the realization, his giggles melt into a groan as he thumps on the pillow with a fist.

Like him, life has been fast-paced and seemingly unwilling to slow down for you. You had requirements to submit and organizations to attend to; things were busy for you but it kept thoughts of missing Leon too much at bay. You busied yourself with textbooks and leadership roles, a part-time job at a movie theater, being a photography studio’s assistant, and studies. You catch your thoughts slipping back to Leon– what is he doing with his life now? Has he got a girlfriend? How’s racing turning out for him? Has he been eating well? Does he still wear his retainer? You can only hold off for so long until all those feelings come to shock you in the middle of an otherwise lovely day. You wished that you both weren’t so busy or you both cared slightly less about whatever you were doing and talked for hours and hours again, maybe even watch a movie online, and discuss the cinematics of the film in full detail, maybe even share interpretation. You see his eyes on a clear blue sky, his hair in feather reed grass panicles, his voice in rock songs playing in music stores, and wrinkled blue t-shirts. You arrive home from university, dropping your backpack to the foot of the bed before flopping down to your bed. You lay silently, limbs spread out in a starfish position, and groan to let even a little bit of the stress and exhaustion leave your body. You move to sit up but your leg hits something, sending it cluttering to the ground.

“Fuck,” you hissed as you bent to pick the thing up. It felt light and rectangular and it clinked lightly when you moved it around. Switching on your bedside lamp, you noticed that it’s one of the cassette tapes Leon had given to you before. You look at it, a finger tracing on your name written in black marker with Leon’s angular penmanship.

“Oh, Leon,” you quietly mumble to yourself as you look around for your earphones. “Do you still listen to Queen? You still better.”

You find your earphones and slide the jack into the port, placing the buds on your ears and plopping back in bed once more as you face the ceiling. You click the play button, waiting for a song’s first melodies to come through. You expect an intro of drums and electric guitar but it’s a gentle piano that greets you instead and instantly you recognize it: ‘(Close To You) They Long To Be’ by the Carpenters. You and Leon had ‘your song’, a collection of songs that are strongly associated with each other and your friendship; most of them were songs like “Don’t Stop Me Now”, “Little Lies”, and “Total Eclipse of the Heart” but there were softer, calmer ones with that song being one of them. During camping trips with your family, you’d be sitting in the rear passenger seats sharing an earbud and singing along to the songs, most of the time going off-key but you were both happy regardless. You find yourself singing along alone, closing your eyes as you don't resist letting a smile tip the corners of your lips upwards.

“I hope you’re doing well,” you wistfully tell to no one. “I miss you.”

After several more songs, you fall asleep with the tape resting on your abdomen as ‘Eyes Without A Face’ by Billy Idol plays.

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After taking up several jobs and earning enough money to book a two-way flight, you pack your bags and head to the airport for a flight to Iowa for your semestral break. After having seen news of an all-too-familiar face slowly making a name for himself in the world of motorsports, you hunted down any bit of information you can get on when, where, and how much it cost to see him race. You thought about visiting him, catching up again like the good ‘ol times so hearing about Leon in this way just solidified your decision. Besides, it would be great to snap a different scenery for a change and it would look good on your portfolio. Energized by the cheap airport coffee, you go through the bag checks and take off your shoes as you wait for the officers to finish their inspection. After several minutes of inspection and waiting at the holding area for your flight, sketching the interior of the airport to pass the time, your flight is finally called and you get up to head to boarding. You finally get to your seat, right next to the window where you can get a perfect view of the clouds below. Unable to sleep last night, you went on a deepdive for the mechanisms of how an airplane flies. It was fascinating, to say the least, but it did make you slightly anxious; the thought of all the air in the Earth blipping out into nothing and the plane falling down to the ground scared you, making you shudder, but you pushed those scary thoughts away and replaced them with Leon. Did he grow any taller? Is he still that same dorky boy you knew? Would he still be down to be friends with you?

Leon did one last check on his car, a dark blue Panoz Esperante GTR-1 with white accents and subtle orange details before driving back to his hotel and getting some sleep.

“C’mon, Leon, she’s in perfect condition.” Marvin says, one of the engineers he consults with in order to maintain the condition of his car. “I checked her over and over and her diagnostics are all good but I’ll get up an hour early to do one last check up before the race.”

Leon nods, giving him a gentle pat to the back before greeting him good night.

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You tried to hold back your screaming, you really did, but when Leon crossed the black and white checkered finish line after several exhilarating laps you just couldn’t help but beam for him. You shot up and screamed at the top of your lungs, cupping your hands around your mouth as you chanted his name when he got out of his car and waved to the spectators. Now, you’re part of the crowd trying to get his autograph. You have your notebook and best pen in hand, trying to navigate the sea of people all flocking to him but you can’t blame them: he’s just naturally charismatic, something about his boyish awkwardness that’s endearing. You finally manage to squeeze yourself to the front, excitedly calling his name as you pointed your camera at him, adjusting the settings to make him the focal point– the focus as the world around him is a blur of colors.

“Leon!”

He’s in the middle of signing a teenage boy’s cap, making small chit chat with him as well. The photos are shaky, blurred, and sometimes obstructed by other people but you didn’t mind; you didn’t have to send these kinds of photos in, it’ll be kept near and dear to your heart though it’s imperfect and far from aesthetically pleasing. Your heart sort of squeezes at the sight, observing how his smile looks a little tired and feigned, overstimulated by the crowd hollering and pushing themselves at him but he still manages to be so nice and understanding. You decide to back off and wait until he finally sees you, not wanting to contribute to the added pressure of the moment. You laugh when he laughs, seeing some dads ask him for a photo and crack some corny dad jokes; you smile when you see him giving high-fives and fist bumps with little kids who were more than buzzing with energy to talk to him. Eventually, the sea of people around him thinned and you took the opportunity to try and talk to him again. You adjust your top and pat down your hair, doing your best to look fresh for when you get to see him for the first time in a long time. He’s just about to turn around and you skip ahead, patting the back of his shoulder. Woah, he’s a lot taller– his shoulders became broader now.

“Can I get a quick photo of you, Leon?” His body took a screenshot, freezing for a moment. He stares past the camera and into your eyes, taking in the sight of you all smiley and even more heavenly. You swear that his body took a screenshot, freezing for a moment. He lacks words and makes up for a hug, placing the notebook and pen down to the ground and wrapping you in a tight hug.

“Buddy,” you softly say as you reciprocate the embrace. “I missed you too.”

You swear that you heard a small sniffle come from Leon, patting his back as he stays still and keeps his head in the crook of your neck. After quite some time he pulls off, placing his hands on your shoulders and looking deep into your eyes. He breathily says your name, a hand climbing up to cup your cheeks.

“How… How’ve you been?” he asks in a shaky voice. “Woah, you look– you’re even more pretty now. Um, awesome– you look great! You– you’re… um— I-”

He stutters, cheeks burning. His hands leave their perched positions and his right hand travels to rub at the back of his neck. You giggle at this, smiling at him. He’s still awkward and dorky as ever.

“You look great too,” you compliment. “I love your arms, they’re a little bigger compared to the last time I saw you.”

“Yeah… I’ve- uh… been working out, yeah. Part of the… uh– job.”

“Yeah? Or have you been working out for a girlfriend?”

“Me? Girlfriend? Oh, uh– no. I don’t… have one. It’s just been– well, nevermind.”

“Hm? Go on, just been…?”

“I’ll tell you over coffee! How’s that sound?” he says a little louder, clearly eager to tell you more of his life since he’s moved. “If you want. Only if you want to, of course! No pressure.”

“I’d love to, Leon. We can have as much coffee as we want for quite some time– I’m on my break from school.”

“Great! I mean– me too. We can go now, if you want! I’ll just– I’ll just clean up a bit and check with my team and we can go! Sounds great!”

“Sounds great, looking forward to it.”

You lean in close to him, a hand fisted around the collar of his fire retardant suit and drag him forward to be eye level with you. You press a kiss to his cheek, letting your lips linger a little longer before pulling away.

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He takes you to a quaint little café, offering to pay for both your drinks and pastries as you dine over a conversation between two friends catching up.

“So, yeah. It’s a little hard to juggle the police academy and racing right now but there's nothing I can’t do, right?”

“I thought about you sometimes, especially when I listened to our jam. I seriously thought about all the times we had to do a tense back and forth for borrowing calculators because I forgot.”

“I take it that you have a boyfriend?”

“No! I mean– no, I don’t. I’m free, single even. No dates or anything… so I’m up for more coffee dates.”

Leon smirks, reaches to you and wipes a flake of a pastry from the corner of your mouth.

“So, this is a coffee date for you?”

It’s your turn to be flustered and all flushed, setting down the scones you were happily enjoying with clotted cream.

“No! I mean– yes! Well, more like a reunion snack between two… um… best friends who haven’t seen each other in years!”

He reclines in his seat, arms crossed over his chest as an amused smile is on his face. He looks playful now, a lot less awkward than he was on the drive there.

“Two best friends don’t just kiss each other on the lips,” he retorts. “Would you like me to court you then?”

“Court… me?”

“Well yes,” he carefully broaches the topic. “I’ve been thinking about you over the years we were apart. I haven’t had any girlfriends, I can’t find it in me to be attracted to someone who isn’t you. I’d like to give us a try but only if you’ll let me, of course.”

You stare at him, cheeks slightly puffed out with your fingers frozen in grabby fingers from having previously intended to reach out for another pastry but his words just rendered you still in your seat.

“Um! Well, I’d… I’d love that!” You tell him. “Please, please do. I’ve been thinking about you too– no boyfriends for me, not a boyfriend who isn't you.”

He smiles, excited. He’s already coming up with ideas on how to woo you– he’ll do those birds’ attraction dances and flail his arms around if it means convincing you that he’s worth your time.

NOTE - first off, thank you to the anon who sent this!! I know you waited a long time so I hope this lived up to your expectations <3 !! next thing, fic drops will be a lot less frequent since i'm getting quite busy with things but dw since i'm getting close to completing all the requests in my inbox :) updates about how i'm doing umm... i've found out that I quite like collecting stickers, like random stickers. i found this out when i bought some stickers from business students selling them for a project. Anyway, that's it and thank you for reading my ficsss!!!!!!! I <333333333 UUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[poisonedprose]

₊˚✧ come here; you can meet me in the back

bestfriend!leon kennedy x fem!reader smut

warnings: 2.6k words, use of pet names (baby, pretty boy/girl) curse words, reader has ponytail length hair, pwp, unprotected sex, oral (m), cumming in mouth (m in f), fingering (f), p in v, pictures and recording, light choking (f), light spanking (f), small overstimulation (f), hair pulling (m + f)

masterlists , part 1

Leon eagerly knocked on your door, waiting impatiently for you to answer. His mind raced and part of him thought he dreamt the whole Facetime. Thinking that he might just be having a sick fantasy as he put his shirt and shoes on, as he got in his car, and especially as he was at your front door. He knocked again, even though only seconds had passed since he knocked the first time. His phone vibrated in his pajama pants pocket and he quickly pulled it out, relieved to see it was you who had texted him. 

its unlocked

hurry up

pls :)

He laughed softly at your last text message, finding it cute that you still cared about your manners at a time like this. he quickly turned the doorknob, honestly a little surprised that it was actually unlocked. "That's not safe." He thought to himself as he shut the door behind him. Despite his disapproval of leaving the door unlocked he didn't make any effort to try to lock it. He didn't even look to make sure the door was fully closed as he took off his shoes, leaving them by the front door, and beelining straight for your bedroom.

As he reached your closed bedroom door he feels himself getting nervous. Before, being with you on the phone, was so pleasurable, would he even be able to handle anything you might try in person? He took a deep breath as he knocked on the door, the wood hurting his knuckles slightly from how hard he knocked. "Come in." You didn't have to tell him twice. 

As walked into the room he was met with the sight of you kneeling on your bed, your panties messily sitting at your hips, and an oversized t-shirt that looked an awful lot like it was his. You had a habit of doing that, stealing Leon's clothes and wearing them around your house with nothing but a lacey pair of underwear on when he was over. Now that he thinks about it, you might've been doing it on purpose. 

He didn't really know what to do or how to start but he walked over to you anyway, shutting the door behind him. "Hey." You whispered softly and as he got closer he could see the blush that stained your cheeks. "Hey." He smiled at you, using the same volume you did. It was silent as sat on your bed. He can't remember a time when he wanted to fuck you so badly. 

There were a few times he thought about it. Once when you dragged him into Victoria's Secret to find some new bras and you had the audacity to try them on and then show him. He had never gotten so red in the face and he's never gotten that hard at the sight of you. Another time when you visited him at work, choosing a very short skirt for the occasion. All the officers making lewd jokes and comments and he knew you could hear them but you didn't seem to mind, simply sitting on his lap to shut the men up. 

 "Can I kiss you?" He asked sincerely which almost made you laugh. After the events of the Facetime call, asking something like that seemed just a little silly. His hand was rubbing soft circles on your thigh as you nodded. He quickly filled the space between the two of you, crashing his lips onto yours. Your hand made its way into his hair, pulling at the dirty blond strands. 

His hand that wasn't on your thigh was rested on the small of your back, gently laying you down on the bed. He laid between your legs, his hand traveling to the back of your thigh. The kiss was sloppy, your teeth clashing together, full of need. "Take this off." You breathed out between kisses as you tugged on his shirt. 

He lifted the shirt over his head, quickly returning to the kiss. He could feel himself growing hard under his pants and he silently cursed himself for not being able to hold off longer. "Can I... Can I ride you?" You broke the kiss to say and Leon's eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "Y-Yeah, yeah, of course." He was shocked you were so forward, even more, shocked that you were just as impatient as he was. 

He got off of you, sitting against your headboard as you crawled on top of him. "Fuck." He swore under his breath as you brushed yourself over his hardening cock. You lowered your lips, to his collarbones, kissing, biting, and leaving marks as Leon brought his hands up to rest on your hips, toying with the waistband of your underwear. 

"Fuck, baby." He softly groaned and he could feel the smirk on your face as you trailed your kisses up to his neck and eventually his lips. He was eager, so very eager to feel your pussy around his cock and it showed. His hips bucked up at every slight movement you made. "Someone's impatient." You tease but he doesn't find it very amusing. "I can't imagine why." He whispers as he snaps the waistband of your underwear, making you gasp as the slight sting of pain.  

"Okay, okay. I get it." You laugh softly, done with your teasing antics for now. To make up for it, you take your (his) shirt off, letting it drop on the bed. Leon can't help but gawk at your chest. You weren't wearing a bra or an undershirt or anything, you were just fully on display for him. "Eyes up here, Leon." You bit your lip as you noticed him staring, it slightly turning you on.

"Sorry, you're just.. they're just really nice." He says with a blush on his face, obviously referring to your tits. You can't help but blush yourself as you hear the words come out of his mouth. He could feel his heartbeat in his throat. He's thought about what you would look like, naked, sitting atop him but, fuck, his imagination had nothing on the real thing. 

"Thanks. I grew them myself." He stares at you for a second before laughing, you following in pursuit. "You're so dumb." He laughs as one of his hands goes from your hip to your ass, kneading your ass cheek slowly before delivering a light smack to it. "Do that again." You whisper and who the hell would he be to not comply? He delivers another smack, a little harder than the first and you can't help the small moan that emits from your lips. 

"God, look at you." He whispers as he goes back to kneading your ass cheek, soothing any stinging he might have caused. You can't wait any longer, growing impatient you go to pull your panties off before Leon stops you. "Leave them on." It's not that he doesn't want to see your cunt, or how wet it got for him, but he loves the idea of fucking your panties on with the rest of your clothes discarded. 

You nodded, agreeing to his request, but you're still impatient. You still want more. He can see the lust in your blown-out pupils and the desperation in your face. You tried your best to let him move at his own pace, but you couldn't help the whine of desperation you let out. He quickly shuffles his pants off and you were relieved to find out he wasn't wearing any boxers. 

His tip was red and leaking with precum. He looked big over the phone but, fuck, he looked even bigger in person. He pushed your underwear to the side, sliding his fingers over your clit. He looked focused as he slid his fingers into your entrance, fucking you with his fingers. His fingers feel so much better than yours did, filling you up so well.

"Oh, fuck, Leon." He looked up at you, his cock twitching as you moan his name. "God, I wanna fuck you so bad." He keeps his voice low, watching in awe as you start grinding on his fingers. "Then do it." He wastes no time removing his fingers from your cunt and lining up his dick with your entrance. "Ready?" He asked with a sincere voice. He'd stop right now if you wanted him to despite how much he wanted this.

"Ready." You whisper and slowly sink down onto Leon, the both of you moaning at the contact. "Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck." Leon whines as he closes his eyes, taking a sharp breath before opening his eyes and watching as you start riding him. It's slow at first, the both of you adjusting. You gradually get faster, your moans growing louder as you do. 

"Shit, you look so good riding me." He was utterly enamored by you, watching as his cock went in and out, being covered with more of your slick with each thrust. "Just like that, baby." His whole body felt like it was in ecstasy, his hands on your hips, guiding you ever so slightly. "You feel so good, Leon." Your hands rested on his toned abs, he was such a sight for sore eyes. 

The room filled with moans, the bed creaking beneath the both of you. Leon's hands slid up your hips, to your waist, down your arms, and stopping at your hands, taking your hands in his. Your bodies were warm, getting clammier as the night went on. "I'm close." You whined, unable to form a coherent thought besides the thought of Leon.  

You rested your head in the crook of Leon's neck, tiredly kissing and biting anywhere you could reach as you continued to ride him. You could feel one of his hands leave your hip and reach for something, assuming there was something in his pocket he wanted. He gently pushed you away from his neck, making you sit upright on his cock. You could now see the object he grabbed, his phone in his hand with the camera app open. 

"Do you mind if I take pictures?" He asked sheepishly. You nodded, your pussy throbbing at the idea of Leon having photos of this for him to look back on any time he wanted. He smiled as he left a quick kiss on your jaw as a thank you and he moved the phone, positioning it so the camera was in front of where his dick was pushing up into you, snapping a few pictures at different angles.

You take the phone from his hands and he looks at you, afraid he crossed some unspoken boundary. You don't say anything as you change the setting on the camera, picking the video option. You press record and place the phone against some random item that resided on your dresser, which was right next to your bed, the camera capturing every movement you both made even in the dim light. 

You sped up your movements riding him faster than before but his eyes were stuck on the phone, watching how you rode him through the reflective lens. "Look at me, pretty boy." You gently placed your hand on his chin and turned his face so he was looking at you now. "Holy fucking Christ." He sighed out, he was incredibly turned on knowing everything the two of you were doing in this very moment was being documented and perhaps the idea of someone finding the video on Leon's phone was exciting.

He was suddenly feeling bolder, maybe it was the fact he was being recorded or maybe it was how tight you were squeezing your pussy around him. He reached his hand up to your neck, gently putting pressure around it as he pulled you down to kiss you. It honestly surprised you. Sure, Leon was a cop, and he had to be rough sometimes but for the most part, when he was with people he cared about he was always gentle and careful as if everyone in his life was made of glass.  

Your moans got whinier as you got closer and closer to your climax. You redirected the hand that Leon had on your throat to your swollen clit, silently begging for him to help you. He got the hint, rubbing painfully slow circles on your clit with his thumb. "Stop teasing." You pouted. "Sorry," He laughed softly as he sped up his movements. "Can't help myself." He compassionately smiles at you, and he's just too cute to stay mad at.

You gasp as you feel yourself come undone. Your hips stuttered and your nails dig into Leon's shoulder. His hand that rested on your hip helped you keep your pace as his other hand continued to rub your clit, probably overstimulating you but he didn't care. He was close too, his cock twitching as your cunt spasmed around him. Your mind was turned to mush, only being able to whine and moan Leon's name as you came. 

"Oh fuck." Leon sucked in a breath, the sight of you and his orgasm nearing being the cause. You slowly lift yourself off Leon and he gently rubs your hip as you get yourself together. Before he could even get the chance to ask if you were alright, you were taking his cock in your hand. He looked at you curiously as watched you take your hair in your other hand, making a makeshift ponytail. Without warning, you take Leon's dick in your mouth. 

"Oh, shit, shit. Baby, what are you doing?" He groaned as he threw his head back with a moan. Feeling your pussy around him was one thing, but your mouth? He wasn't ready for that. "Oh, fuck, fuck." He was much more vocal now and if you had to bet on it, you'd say he was enjoying this more than he was before. His hand tangled itself in your hair, taking over the job of holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail so you could use your hand as support. 

"Oh, pretty girl, please don't stop." He pulled on your hair as you licked up the side of his dick. He was embarrassed knowing him being this desperate was on camera but he'd be a fool to tell you to stop. "I'm gonna cum." He whined as he bucked his hips up, hitting the back of your throat, and making you gag. "Shit, shit, fuck. I'm sorry." He apologized but he didn't mean it and you couldn't blame him. 

You could feel his cum fill your mouth, coating the walls of your mouth with a pearly white color. You continue to bob your head on his cock, milking him as much as you can before he pulled you off of him. He watched carefully as you showed the camera the white liquid in your mouth before swallowing it and sticking your tongue back out as proof. 

Leon's breath was heavy as he leaned forward, pressing kisses to your chest. "That was so fucking good. Holy shit." You can't recall a time when you've heard Leon curse so much. "Yeah, really fucking good." You reached over to the dresser and grabbed the phone, stopping the record and switching the setting back to photos. Leon hums in question as he sees you do this. 

You point the camera at him and take a few pictures, some of the hickeys and bite marks on his neck and collar bones, some of the scratches your nails left on his shoulder, and some of his sleepy face and messy hair. "What are you doing?" He's so fucked out by now, honestly too tired to even care if he gets an answer for his question. "Getting proof that I got to make a mess of you." You smile innocently and Leon can't but smile back as he sleepily kisses you again. 

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[writingwisterias]

Blossom

Bestfriend! Leon Kennedy x AFAB! Reader

Words: 3.8k Warnings: Smut 18+, Praise Kink, Overstimulation, Unprotected sex, Friends to Lovers, Cheating (not Leon or Reader) Summary: Alone and running away from a bar where your boyfriend cheated on you. You call Leon whom you haven't spoken to in months to seek comfort and end up finding it in more ways than you expected..

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Hope you enjoy my first fic, my requests are open. Check my page for a list of characters I will write for ~ Mads <3

The rain was loud against the hood of your coat; the once peaceful sound that would comfort you as you slept, would now haunt you as you ran away from the bar. You didn't know where you were - you were quite literally running away from your problems. The once peaceful life you had made for yourself was now shattered by one too many drinks; ruined by one stupid pub quiz night. Your boyfriend was caught locking lips with your sister at the bar, his smile brighter than any smile he ever gave to you. Her smug glare was one you would never forget as she looked over her shoulder at the argument unfolding between the two of you. You felt small.. Used. Weak. The entire bar watched on with smiles and laughter as you were humiliated by your own family. “What are you doing?” you whimpered at him. God you felt so pathetic, the tears brimming in your eyes as you looked at the man you sacrificed so much for. “I didn't mean to…baby I'm so sorry” he lied, he grimaced at his own lie. Like the words hurt him to say only now he had been found out. He chased you down the road from the bar until eventually he gave up, you weren't coming back. Not that he cared.

Eventually you came across a bench; deciding you had enough distance from your problems, you sat down ignoring the large puddle of water that had collected on the seat. Your clothes were already soaked through, so what difference would sitting there make now. You had nowhere to go. You couldn’t go home of course, it was a home you both shared. He would be there, probably with your sister, now they didn't have anything to hide anymore. Your fingers fumbled through your bag in search of your phone. A loud sigh left your lips as the frustration began to set in, the rain water made it harder to work your phone screen. As you scrolled desperately for someone to call, one dopey smile warmed your heart as you hovered over the call button. Leon, your best friend for many years, who you hadn't seen in so long. Your boyfriend was constantly jealous of him, ironically because he worried you would leave him for Leon, due to how close the two of you were. Would he even pick up? Would he be home? The decision wasn't yours to make, as the water droplets on the screen pressed the button for you, the dial tone loudly rang out scaring you slightly. “Just this one call”, you thought. That's all you would do, there’ll be someplace else to go if he didn’t answer..

“Hello?”

His voice was rough as he croaked out the words. You immediately panicked thinking you woke him up, your internal monologue stopped you from answering him.

“Hello? Who is this?” He said, his tone became sharper, probing for an answer.

“Leon?” you whimpered, your hand covering your mouth trying to keep the emotions that were threatening to spill out now you had heard his comforting voice. Your name left his lips in a whisper, as if he was shocked to have heard from you at all, clearly not expecting the sudden contact after months of ghosting him.

“What's wrong? Where are you?” He questioned, you could hear his old lamp flicker on in the background, the duvet rustling as he sat up.

“I don't know where…I just ran”

“Just ran? Ran from where? Do you need me to come and get you? Are you okay?”

His concern was too much, the emotions swirling around in your brain like you were drunk. “I’m on a bench, by the pier I think...I’m really not sure. I’m so sorry Leon, I woke you up-”

“It’s fine, I promise, I'm on my way. Just don’t move I’ll try to find you” the words left his mouth so easily, like second nature. He didn't care what time it was, he didn't care you hadn't spoken to him in weeks. He only cared about getting you to safety. “Leon?” you whimpered…”Can you bring a towel, I don't want to get your car wet”

“Don’t tell me you fell in the pier?” he joked, you let out a small chuckle in response. It was weak, barely audible yet he still somehow bought it out of you, even as your world was falling apart. The perfect life you imagined with you and your boyfriend crumbling into a forgotten fairytale, yet he still managed to make you smile. “I’ll be there as soon as I can, okay?” You could hear the car door slam through the speaker, before he hung up.

The street lamps and cars passing reflected on the never ending darkness of the ocean, the waves crashing gently despite the thunderous rainstorm around you. You were left alone with the rage you felt towards your boyfriend and sister. How long has this been going on? How could she do a thing like that to you? How come you never saw it, could you have stopped this? You were drowning in questions; theorizing how they could have gotten the chance to know each other better, to have the kiss look so passionate and freeing for them both. Were you really that bad of a partner to him? Why weren't you enough? The thoughts poisoned your mind, the cloud of overthinking swirling around what little sanity you had left. Your phone began to vibrate, ripping you back to reality. Your phone glowed with his name, the light hurting your eyes as you stared at his contact, at the stream of texts from him trying to apologize and track you down. You wouldn't respond - You wanted him to panic. You hoped he would worry about you all night, steeped in regret, sleepless in your bed. But he was the one who stopped running after you. He chose to turn back to the bar. Back to her.

In the sorrowful storm of your mind, tires screech from behind you, the slam of the car door pulling you back to a familiar silhouette. One you could instantly recognize from any lineup. “Leon?” you whimpered, standing up. Your body ached with cold, the clothing heavy on your frame as you stood there shaking, waiting for him to react. You expected him to walk away when he saw what a mess his old friend was, but instead he walked towards you; His shoes splashed hastily through the puddles that were in his way. “What happened?” he asked, as his arms encased you in a tight hug. You just shook your head, your body trembled as you leaned into his arms craving the warmth and comfort that he provided.

He didn't speak again, pulling away to lead you towards his jeep, opening the door for you, helping you inside. He threw a blanket around your shoulders before he closed the door, running to his side of the car. You brought the fabric to your nose, his scent lingered on it comforting you further. “Your place?” he questioned - even if he hated taking you back to that place, he would if you needed it. But you shook your head, a quiver in your lips as you turned to look out at your reflection on the window. He watched you intently, trying to piece together in his mind what the next best step was. He then nodded silently, and started the car, the faint sound of his rock music filled the silence. “What did he do?” He questioned nervously, his body tensed, preparing for the reply. “My sister”

Well he wasn't expecting that, his brain running 100 mph to come up with some kind of response. If he was this shocked, he couldn't even imagine the thoughts that plagued you right now. “I’m not sure how long it's been going on but you should have seen how at peace they looked with each other. He’s never looked at me like he looked at her.” you said, wiping your face with the blanket removing the rain from your cheeks, frowning at the mascara that transferred onto it. “Fucking assholes the both of them” he swore under his breath. You finally looked over at him, the street lamps illuminating the soft curves of his face, his brows furrowed together as he sat heavy in thought. Was he always this pretty? Had he always smelled this good? Perhaps it had just been far too long for you to remember all the intricate details of him.

The familiar outline of his building slowly came into view, somewhere you had been so often, so casually, but right now it meant so much more. He pulled into his parking space before hopping out of the car to help you get out. You smiled as he pulled the blanket closer around your frame, draping it over your head slightly to prevent you from getting any wetter. He led you instead with his hand on the small of your back, the weight of him there felt different to your boyfriend. It felt protective, not possessive.

“Sorry about the mess” he muttered as he opened the door, ushering you inside to safety. The apartment looked the same as you had remembered it. The interior matched Leon’s personality well, a plethora of small trinkets littered the shelves, the muted colours gave him a relaxing environment to return to after his hellish workdays. There were clothes screwed up in the corner by his work bag, coffee cups and plates still in the sink patiently waiting to be washed. You perched on the edge of the sofa, taking in your surroundings, reminiscing about the times he would walk you through all his possessions, describing each adventure and trip they were from. He watched you scanning the shelves, his eyes saddened as you began to shrink on yourself. “Can I get you anything?” he asked gently. You shook your head, your words were trapped in your mouth, you were too afraid to speak in fear of breaking down again. Leon didn’t need you to say anything, he just moved to sit next to you. His body was there for you to lean on if you needed it. He waited for you to gather yourself, no urgency, just like he had always done for you. Your body eventually sagged towards his side, he wordlessly lifted his arm enticing you into his warmth.

“What did I do wrong Leon? Was I not good enough?” as soon as the words left your mouth, you could feel the gates of pent up despair fly open. The tears had begun to flow like rivers, waves of emotions that you had held for so long ran free throughout your body. He shushed you, placing a kiss at the crown of your head, trying to stifle his anger toward the man who made you this way. Toward the people in your life who made you feel worthless; toward those who took you away from him when it was you who lit up his world. “You didn’t do anything wrong, you're perfect” he whispered into your hair, pulling you closer to him, his own clothes becoming damper from yours. “Then why would they do that? Why did they betray me?”

He failed to muster up an answer, he truly didn’t know why anyone would want to hurt you. How they could make you feel so little about yourself, how they encouraged these derogatory thoughts in your head. He tucked you under his arm, pressing you against his chest in support. “I feel so small, I feel so used” you whimpered, the small sobs you let out broke his heart each and every time he heard them. He pulled away slightly, lifting your chin with his fore-finger to look at your face, the backs of his hands wiping away the tears still forming in the corners of your eyes.

“You're so special to me. Everything I do, everything I endure. I do it for you.”

“But I haven’t spoken to you in months” you spoke as the guilt slowly seeped in.

Leon shook his head, a soft smile placed on his lips as he looked at you. “I knew you wouldn’t have just stopped talking to me, I still fought knowing the work I was doing would keep you safe, that you would get to be happy even if you weren’t in contact with me.”

His smile was so soft, his expression was so warm and caring. “Why?” the question left your lips before you could process if you were ready for the answer. An answer you always craved but never knew if you could accept if it was anything different than what you secretly hoped for.

He paused, questioning whether telling you now in your darkest hour was truly the right thing to do; it was, not just for you, but for him too. “You're the best thing in my life, the escape I always needed. I would spend a lifetime undoing whatever poison he’s injected into your head, I will show you that I care and I will always care, that you are worth something. You deserve so much more than those two could ever give you”

Your hand was warm against his face as you brought him closer, your lips ghosted his in hesitation. Your breath was a silent invitation for him to close the gap, to allow something light and new to blossom. His eyes scanned your face, hunting for any sign of regret. You had enough of waiting and closed the gap, your lips crashed against his in a gentle and passionate kiss. Leon groaned into the kiss, his arms wrapping around you holding your body close to him. “Are you sure you want this? You just got cheated on...it’s late”

“It feels right, I want this Leon. He chose her. And now I choose you.”

He shook his head, trying not to smirk, leaning to kiss you again, his hands groping the swell of your ass lifting you further into his lap. With that he lifted you up, walking you through his apartment nibbling along your neck taking in the sweet whines that left your lips. He laid you on the bed, the crumpled duvet was engulfed in his scent. He helped peel off your wet shirt before leaving sloppy kisses all over your chest. His hands sprawled out on your waist pulling you closer to him. His hips grinded against your lower half, you let out unstoppable whimpers as your wet jeans rubbed against your clit.

“Such pretty sounds from such a pretty girl” he mumbled against your skin as his hands worked on removing your bra. He groaned at the sight of your breasts, the nipples pebbling at the cold air. Leon's lips brought one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue circling the sensitive nub. His hand moved up to the other breast lightly groping it. Your chest heaved into his mouth causing Leon to let out a loud groan as they lightly pressed against his nose causing him to lose his breath. Leon let go of your nipple with a pop, his lips returning to yours with a deep kiss. His tongue swiped against your bottom lip silently begging for access, which you granted him eagerly. Whilst you were distracted with the taste of him, his fingers toyed with the button of your jeans. Once they had managed to get through, he pulled away smirking as he pulled the fabric down your legs in a single jolt. Your thighs flushed red from the cold, wet clothes that Leon had finally freed you from. Leon’s hands ran down your legs before pulling them apart and slotting himself in between.

He felt your fingers gingerly grasp the hem of his shirt. “Seems a bit unfair” you smirked at him. Leon chuckled deeply before pulling the shirt over his head, stepping away slightly so he could get rid of his jeans as well. He quickly returned, capturing your lips again as his finger teased your clothed pussy. His cock twitched against your thigh as he felt the dampness that lingered there. His fingers moved the fabric, swiping against your slit gathering evidence of your arousal. He pulled back examining his fingers in the soft glow of his lamp. A smirk placed on his lips as he looked you in the eye and brought the digits to his mouth. Leon let out a loud groan at the taste, the sweetness of you was better than anything he had ever tasted before.

You writhed against his thigh, craving any ounce of friction on your throbbing core. He chuckled again and flexed his thigh as he watched you pathetically rub against him, your wet panties causing his hairs to curl as you left your mark. He could feel your thrusts weaken as you got closer, almost tempted to bring you to a stop, but that wasn’t his goal tonight. Tonight he wanted you to chase your own pleasure, become so cock drunk on him that you forget about what happened before. He wanted you to never even think about your ex again. His hands gripped your hips helping you thrust as well as pulling you closer to add more pressure to your clothed entrance. He groaned as he felt the fabric become so thick with your arousal, but he wouldn’t remove them yet, he wouldn’t dare to stop you when you were so close to your climax.

Instead he lent down and captured your breast again, his teeth nibbling at the flesh leaving small marks around the sensitive bud. Your moans increased in volume, he couldn’t wait to hear the sounds you would create when he finally sunk into you. Your hands gripped at his forearms, nails leaving crescent shapes in the flesh. You whimpered loudly, his name leaving your lips along with curses as you finally met your climax. He felt your pussy flutter, the poor thing clenching around nothing. Leon let you have your moment of bliss, removing his lips from your breast and capturing your lips instead. His fingers teased the waistband of your underwear and slowly peeled them away. The cold air hitting your wetness causes you to let out a high pitched whine. “Please leon-” you begged. Who was he to deny you what you wanted, his cock ached in its own clothed prison. He kissed you again when he finally released himself. Leon’s cock hung heavy against your thigh, the tip glistening with the pre cum.

Your eyes widened at the girth and length of him, he was so big. You felt the pressure of him at your entrance, gathering up the remains of your orgasm to help lube his dick. Leon whimpered as he sucked at the nape of your neck to muting his moans. Your fingers scraped his back as you finally felt him enter you fully, the burn of the stretch soon turning into pleasure as your walls welcomed him inside. Leon’s hands found yours, holding them as he sheathed himself fully. Your fingers entwined as your bodies connected, his thrusts slow and deep as you got used to his size. “You feel devine” he groaned in your ear, his hands squeezing yours as he gave you another deep thrust. Your walls fluttered around him, the muscles drawing him in further, holding him deep inside you. His compliments caused you to hide in his neck, a warm feeling began to swell into your chest. He let go of one of your hands and directed your face back to where he could see it.

“Oh my pretty girl has gone all shy, come on baby don’t hide from me now” he whispered. His lips leaving delicate kisses along your cheeks as his thrusts began to increase. He leant back watching as your tits bounce as he drove his cock into at an increased speed and depth. His hands moved so he could grip your hips to pull them closer to him. The new angle allowed him to drive his cock deeper, and deeper, his veins started to hit your g- spot causing you to grip and tug at the sheets beneath you.

Leon watched as your thighs began to twitch under his touch, the muscles tensing as you drew closer to another orgasm. Your eyes began to tear up, a few stray ones escaping and ran down your flushed cheeks. Leon could feel his own finish coming closer, his balls tightened as he prepared to spill his load deep into your walls, coating them with himself as a final attempt to get rid of any evidence of that dickhead you claimed to love before. Leon groaned your name as he moved his fingers towards your clit to draw small circles around the sensitive nub to stimulate you further. Your breath caught in your throat a silent scream leaving your lips as you orgasmed. Your body tensed up and then flopped in Leon's arms. He thrusted through your oversensitive state, his own finish too close for him to care. Leon grabbed at your thighs, hoisting them over his shoulders as he drove himself deeper inside of you. You cried at his depth, he loved it, getting lost in your pretty little sounds, the way your velvet walls still brought him in closer despite the overstimulation he was clearly giving you. His hips sputtered as he finally spilled his seed into you. The sounds of your heavy breaths filled the room, both of you searching each other's faces to confirm there were no regrets.

Leon pulled himself out of you slowly, lowering your legs from his shoulders and gave you space as you recollected yourself. “I’m sorry, I don’t want you to think that I am taking advantage of you” he said nervously. You sat up against his headboard watching him. “I don’t think that Leon. I didn’t even think you would pick up, I’m sorry I listened to him and cut contact with you”

The words hung heavy in the room, the two of you not wanting to overstep anymore boundaries. You wondered if your boyfriend thought like this after he was with your sister for the first time. “I don’t want to lose you Leon, if you don’t want to leave me either”

“Never, you have me for as long as you need me”

Leon stood up, putting his boxers back on before finding a pair for you along with one of his shirts. After you changed you lifted the sheets inviting him in. Once he laid down you got comfy, cuddling into him, he smiled down at your frame. “I could get used to this” he smirked, kissing the top of your head, his arms wrapping around you protectively shielding you away for just a little while. It was from then on that you felt it, finally something good to hold on to as you faced whatever happened came tomorrow.

[simping-for-joe]

Hi! I saw you're taking requests, this might be little long one. I've been sending this request to some writers but I guess they're busy or don't like the idea.

I don't see shit like this anymore but brother's bestfriend Leon?

It can either be re4 Leon or re2 Leon, whatever you want! So basically there's age gap, a lil bit enemies to lovers and brother's bestfriend. If I could write, I'll definitely write this. So reader hates Leon, she thinks he's a fuckboy, but he's not, sure he's been with a few women but he's a cutie patootie who respects women. As for Leon, he's irritated with her because of her attitude towards him.

Maybe inexperienced reader too? Yes, she's had lots of boyfriends, but she's a daddy's girl, daddy taught her that men are the worst and that she should never chase them. She hates it when boys date her for her looks, body, etc. She wants to lose it to the one, ifykwm. Maybe if you can, include brother's reaction to them? (Not in the act, it's uo to you)

You can change some or the whole thing if you'd like, I just want to read some brother's bestfriend Leon😭

Be Somebody to Someone

Brother's Best-friend Leon Kennedy X Inexperienced! Female! reader

Implied sexual themes (I don’t know if this is a warning since nothing happens but making out but I wanted to be safe)

You come home for your brother planning to propose to his girlfriend, You end up meeting Leon Kennedy after years your older brother's best friend who grew up with.

Y/N: Honestly, I love inexperienced reader, cause I think no matter the age Leon would be so patient and sweet with them. Also I remember brother's best friend Leon used to be everywhere and I liked it. Also I'm not a huge enemies to lovers person (expect very specific cases), but I will try my best to put some hostilely in there. Thanks for your request and I hope you enjoy!

(Title from Someone to You By BANNERS)

You grab your luggage from baggage claim. A soft sigh leaving your lips, your brother was going to propose. Yet, you had been broken up with again. The minute you talked about actual commitment your boyfriends would run off. It was frustrating, and at this point you were just tired. You walk out to see your mom and dad who smile brightly upon seeing you. You get rid of those thoughts as you smile back at them, hugging them tightly.

You watch out the window as they ask you the usual questions. "How are you?" "Any guys you want us to meet?" You reply easily to those questions. It felt a little useless since you weren't the one talking about marriage.

Your relieved when you finally arrive home. Exhaustedly you head up the stairs to your room. After unpacking you lie down in your bed and fall asleep easily.

Laughter wakes you up from your nap, you sigh but head down the stairs. However as you walk down you don't just hear just your mom and dad, no there’s two additional voices.

You walk out into the kitchen and see two people sitting with your parents, Adam, your brother and... Leon Kennedy. The most annoying guy you've had to deal with in your entire life. You could have sworn that your brother and Leon had come out of the womb tied to the hip.

"Well good morning sunshine," you're brought out of your thoughts as your dad addresses you.

"Yeah..." you give a light laugh, and a forced smile.

"Couldn't even wait for me to get home to disappear again?" Adam jokes looking to you.

"Not my fault your slow as hell." You reply annoyed, you sit next to your dad.

"Missed you too sis." Adam replies laughing lightly.

"Also last I checked your girlfriend isn't Leon." You add on, crossing your arms. To which the blonde man laughed a bit.

"Jealous your brother is dating me?" He asks with a smirk as your brother laughs.

"See mom, I've been telling you for years." You gesture to the pair.

"Oh enough from you, besides we love having Leon around." Your mother tries to argue.

"We? Who's we?" You ask, looking between your family members.

"You sure are pissy today." Adam comments to which your dad gives him a look, a warning. He groans and rolls his eyes as you lean into your dad, a smug smile on your lips.

Adam goes through the plan yet again, you and Leon have to distract June his girlfriend for the day. As much as you wanted to complain, you did want this to go well for your brother.

You liked your brother's girlfriend just fine, but you didn't know her particularly well either. However, you would try.

You waited outside by the shopping outlets, when you notice Leon walking up after looking up from your phone.

"Hey," he greets you.

"Hi," you reply awkwardly and a little tense. You brush some of your hair behind your ear thinking, and look away from him.

"Jeez, you act like we're strangers." Leon tries to joke to lighten some of the tension. "So... how have you been?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm... fine..." You reply hesitantly. "Just... getting through the day." You add on with a soft sigh.

"Yeah, I hear that." He chuckles a little bit. "You still dating that guy..?" He suddenly asks.

"No, and I'm not interested back off." You reply quickly, your voice snippy.

"I'm sorry? I was just asking?" He replies confused, and his tone showing some of his annoyance with your response.

"Yeah sure, the guy famous for getting into girls pants in high school." Your reply your eyes narrowed. He scoffs and opens his mouth to defend himself.

"There you guys are!" A bright female voice interrupts whatever Leon was about to say. June smiles brightly seeing you two, both of you just push past your argument and smile at her.

You take June around the outlets, letting her pull you guys into whatever store she fancies.

As you look around a clothing store you notice Leon in the men's section and sigh softly. You walk up to him, he looks to you and raises an eyebrow.

"I-I... I just wanted to say sorry for snapping at you." You say softly to him. He's quiet for a moment but nods.

"It's alright, don't worry about it." He gives you a soft smile, and you feel your cheeks get a little warmer. Was he always this attractive? "Besides it seems like relationships are a sensitive subject for you." He notes looking back through the men's shirts.

"Yeah... it's looking pretty bleak..." You sigh out thinking about it. "I mean Adam is talking about marriage and I..." You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"Hey... you'll find someone." He assures you gently, his blue eyes piercing into you. "Besides most guys will know your quite the catch." He winks at you, and your cheeks become warmer.

"You guys find anything?" June asks you, causing you to jump a bit. She quickly apologies and you laugh it off. Still, you were a little shocked by your reaction to Leon. He was attractive sure, but to you he was always just your brother's friend Leon. Now, it felt a little bit different. The blonde man looks down at his phone and then back up giving you a look from which you immediately catch on.

"I don't know about you June, but I'm really hungry." You suddenly bring up to her. Leon nodding in agreement behind you.

"Oh yeah, now that you mention it I kinda am." She replies after thinking for a moment. You and Leon manage to convince her to go to the restaurant your parents and Adam were waiting at.

Dinner was nice, and it was sweet to watch your brother propose to June afterwards. You smile watching them, but feel a little sad. Your very happy for your brother and June, but you wanted that too. It was getting harder to believe that was ever going to happen, maybe your standards were too high? Were you asking too much? You tried not to let your gloomy thoughts infect the cheerful atmosphere of your brother's proposal.

The next step apparently to your parents was to have a party celebrating such a momentous occasion. That weekend there was going to be a celebratory cook out, where family and friends would be invited. Again, somehow you ended up doing things with Leon.

"Okay... we need balloons, tablecloth, tablecloth weights and serving plates." Leon reads off the list as you both enter Party City.

"Did Adam and June mention a theme?" You ask looking at the list in his hand curiously.

"Um... I don't think so..." He says trying to think it through. "I mean... does it need a theme?" He asks you with a raise eyebrow.

"I was just checking." You defend yourself raising your arms. He nods and you head through the store together. As you walk through you stop and giggle to yourself. "Maybe we should get them a Barbie themed table cloth." You suggest laughing a bit.

"Hmm... I was thinking more... super heroes?" He suggests pointing to the other tablecloth nearby.

"Oh! You are so right that is so much better!" You say with a smile both of you laughing a bit. "My mom would kill us."

"It'd be worth it though." He replies confidently. At this point you'd just point out all the funny stuff in the store to each other, that's also how you ended up with a fuzzy tiara for June and a jester hat for Adam. When questioned why you had bought those items for a cook out, you defend both Leon and yourself by saying it was on theme.

The cook out comes, and you're stuck helping your mom and dad with food. Making pasta salad, grabbing plates for your dad to put hotdogs and hamburgers on. Friends and family greet you as you run around the backyard doing things. As your parents finally get a chance to relax, you can't seem to do the same. Someone always needing your attention or asking about how you've been. It was getting exhausting and a little overwhelming at this point.

"Hey, I need something real quick." A familiar voice suddenly says, before you know it your being pulled into the part of the backyard which was more tame. Only a few people around talking, you look to Leon a little surprised.

"You... why?" You ask, trying and failing to piece it together in your head.

"You looked overwhelmed, here. Your twenty-one now right?" He asks holding out a beer to you. You huff but grab it.

"Twenty-two." You reply a little annoyed.

"Oh no, one year off!" He jokes with a smile, and you roll you eyes. However, a smile finds a way on your lips as you take a sip from the can.

You end up sitting there talking to Leon in your secluded section of the backyard. Talking about anything that came to mind, sipping your drinks.

"Okay... so are you seeing anyone?" You suddenly ask him softly. The sun was starting to go down but the party was still alive somehow.

"No, I'm not." He replies simply.

"Wait, really?" You look to him a little in disbelief. He chuckles a little as he takes another sip.

"What? You act like that's weird."

"You? Who was like the most popular guy in high school." You bring up to him. "And slept with like every girl in your grade."

"You realize you were a freshmen then right? The rumor mill was insane then." He shakes his head thinking about it.

"So..?"

"So, I didn't sleep with anyone until I was in college and had my first girlfriend." Leon explains to you, causing you to sit back a little in shock.

"Huh..." You can only reply. Taking another sip from your can as you think on this information.

"You good?" He ask with a slight laugh. You just nod softly and sigh leaning back in your chair.

"It's crazy... how fast life goes after high school..." Your voice was in a hushed tone, it could almost be mistaken for a whisper.

"Yeah..." He replies softly looking to you as you stared at the sun setting. "Hey..." He gently places a hand your shoulder. You look to him, and feel your cheeks get warm. You don't notice as a slight pink comes to his own face. He looks away struggling to find his words as he swallows.

"Did..." His blue eyes shoot back to your face. "Did you mean what you said..?" You ask, your throat and mouth dry despite the drink in your hand. "That I'll find someone... and any guy would see me as a catch?" He just nods, saying nothing more. You move your seat closer to his, unsure of where to go from here. Still, your hand moves to his grabbing it gently. Once your hand is in his, he squeezes it. "Leon..?"

"Yes..?"

"Why did you ask if I was still dating someone?"

Silence was all that filled the air for a moment, when a sigh cuts through wind.

"As bad as it sounds... I was kinda hoping you'd say no." He says softly, you finally turn to look at him again and his blue eyes meet yours. Your cheeks were bright red as your heart skips a beat. You squeeze his hand again, your eyes looking around quickly as you lean a bit closer to him.

"I-It's okay... I was hoping the same..." You admit to him, and that was all Leon seemed to need. As he gently places a hand on your cheek and closes the space between you. Kissing you with soft and gentle lips, to which you kiss him back a smile forming on your lips. "M-my room..." You say breathlessly as your lips separate for a moment. He nods in return, maybe it was the alcohol giving you some confidence but you could feel your heart racing. You two manage to not catch anyone's attention as you head back inside and into your room.

You two in a frenzy quickly shut your door behind you as he pushes you onto the bed. You kiss him back eagerly, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands on your hips as you two kiss, his lips eventually finding your neck.

"So beautiful..." He breaths out into your neck.

"L-Leon..." You manage to get his name out through your passion.

"Yes sweetheart?" He asks softly, his chest rising and falling quickly.

"I-I... I've never..." Your face is bright red as you look to him. His eyes widened a bit and puts two and two together.

"Oh... oh!" Leon replies as he realizes. "That's okay... we don't have to do anything... okay?"

"Okay..." You reply comforted as you embrace him again, and his strong arms wrap around you. Holding you close to him though the night, his hold gentle and soothing. He holds you like if he let you go his whole world would disappear.

When you wake up the next morning you see Leon staring at you, causing your cheeks to become bright red to which he chuckles fondly.

"So cute..." He says softly gently caressing your warm cheeks with his thumb. You smile despite your embarrassment and lean into his touch. He kisses your lips gently, both of you content in the morning sunlight peaking between your curtains.

"Hey! How come Leon's car- Holy shit!" You and Leon jump when you hear Adam's voice. You turn to see his wide eyes looking into your bedroom.

"This is why you knock!" You shout at him embarrassed, your cheeks bright red. Leon chuckles softly at how red your cheeks are, despite how warm his own face was. Adam stares at you both before he sighs pinching his nose.

"Your telling dad." Is all he says as he walks away shutting the door behind him in disbelief. You sigh out and cover your face in embarrassment. Leon chuckles gently moves your hands from your face.

"I don't regret it... how about you?" He asks you, his lips in a gentle smile. His blonde bangs falling a bit in his blue eyes.

"I don't..." You reply softly looking to him. Suddenly, your romantic life didn't look so bleak that sunny morning.

[andreal831]

This is totally me just wanting song suggestions now…

What are some of your favorite artists/bands/songs of any genre?

I hope this isn't disappointing. I feel like I mainly listen to pop music. But here are some of my favs right now by genre:

This has been an amazing Queer Pop Summer:

Chappell Roan (of course): I need her to release The Subway and I'm obsessed with Red Wine Supernova and California

Renee Rapp: Gemini Moon

Towa Bird: Sorry Sorry and Wild Heart

Victoria Monet: We Might Be Falling in Love

Fletcher: Maybe I Am and Doing Better and Eras of Us

Nxdia: Jennifer's Body

Billie Eilish: Birds of a Feather

Conan Gray: People Watching and Family Line

girl in red: You Need Me Now? and i wanna be your girlfriend

MUNA: What I Want

Hayley Kiyoko: Cliffs Edge

Ambre: Superstitious

Phoebe Bridgers: Waiting Room or Scott Street

The Beaches: Edge of the Earth

Remi Wolfe: Cinderella

Xana: Better Kind of Bestfriend

Arlo Parks: Devotion

Pop:

Olivia Rodrigo: good 4 u and the grudge

Sabrina Carpenter: Read Your Mind

Halsey: Die 4 Me

Beyoncé: Daughter and Sandcastles

Julia Michaels: Issues

Kate Voegele: Manhattan from the Sky

Kelly Clarkson: Because of You

Lorde: Supercut

Tate McRae: you broke me first

Electropop

Charlie XCX: Girl, so confusing featuring Lorde

Natalia Kills: Wonderland and Devils Don't Fly

MIKA: Happy Ending and Blame it on the Girls

Kesha: Joyride

FKA twigs: Perfect Stranger

Folk/Indie Rock/Indie Pop

Hozier: Who We Are or Talk

Paris Paloma: the fruits and labour

Rachel Chinouriri: Never Need Me

Medium Build: Give Me Back My Soul

Clairo: Sexy to Someone

Dermont Kennedy: Outnumbered and Don't Forget Me

Lewis Capaldi: Someone You Loved

Alessia Cara: Here

Ashe: Moral of the Story

Cat Burns: people pleaser

David Kushner: Mr. Forgettable

Ella Langley: i blame the bar

Leone Bridges: Beyond and July featuring Noah Cyrus

Noah Kahan: Stick Season

Sam Smith: Too Good at Goodbyes

Namahsis: delusion

Wild Rivers: Thinking 'Bout Love

Pop Punk/Rock/Emo

Paramore: Pressure and Let the Flames Begin

Pat Benatar: Promises in the Dark

Fall Out Boy: Sugar, We're Goin Down

Good Charlotte: I Don't Want to Be in Love

Hawthorne Heights: Ohio is for Lovers

My Chemical Romance: Welcome to the Black Parade

These are just some of the artists/songs I tend to have on repeat. Hope you find something you like <3

[mushrubes]

Resident Evil Masterlist

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↪ Leon Kennedy ↩

➵ imagines / series

ੈ♡˳ ’ House party ' | i, f| brothers bestfriend!au, mutual pinning | 1.2k

↬ “I wanna take you back home with me. Now. ”

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ੈ♡˳ ’ family vacation ' | i, f| almost ex!au, mutual pinning | 0.9k

↬ “I wasn't a complete ass during our marriage. ”

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ੈ♡˳ ’ a date ' | i, f| coworkers!au, mutual pinning | 1.9k

↬ “Let's go out. Just the two of us. ”

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ੈ♡˳ ’ secret santa ' | i, f| coworkers!au, mutual pinning | 1.8k

↬ “ What do you want for secret santa? ”

↪ Carlos Oliveira ↩

➵ imagines / series

ੈ♡˳ ’ Ice skating ' | i, f| roommates!au, mutual pinning | 1.2k

↬ “I feel like i still wanna watch you fall over. ”

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others i am open to writing for ; chris, ada, claire, jill, luis

[chaos-grimlin]

Hi! It's Raz (rose, or Shirmpy) here! And I just wanted to do a overveiw of some of the stories i will be working on! Why? So you all know what i have in mind so you all know if ya wanna come back if i have a story you all may be interested in! (Also you guys can request character that you want me to do stories on!)

Marked (Poly! Billy Loomis and Stu macher x reader) :Started. On my Wattpad (Crustymustyrasin) and on my tumblr)

Match made in hell (Billy Hargrove x reader) :status: not started (will be on wattpad and tumblr)

Blood and movies (Randy meeks x reader): status: not started. Will be on my wattpad and maybe tumblr

The freak the gifted and the babysitter (Eddie Munson x ready x Steve Harrington) status: started. On wattpad only.

His bestfriend (Jason Carver x Reader) status: started. On my Wattpad

Under thick wax (Vincent Sinclair x reader) status: not started. Gonna be only on my Tumblr.

Oh im no Jedi (Anakin Skywalker x reader) started. Wattpad only

He loves me he loves me not (obi-wan x reader) status: not started. Tumblr only

Beautiful tragedy (Eddie Munson x reader) status: not started. Will be on Wattpad and Tumblr

Stalker in the shadows (Michael Myers x reader) status: started. Tumblr and wattpad

Bioweapon (Leon s kennedy x reader) status: not started. Tumblr only

Anddd thats all for now! Leave requests oh who you'd like me to write fanfic on and I'll add them to my list! I write for all stranger things character, slashers, harry potter character, resident evil characters and more! You can check out my pinned post for more info! Love you all!

[nsfw-lone-wolf-nergiganos]

hi! i was wondering if i could get a oneshot of a vampire! dom! reader x sub! leon kennedy? they were once bestfriends in highschool but after raccoon city the reader was turned into a vampire and meets leon back whenever hes saving ashley in re4, the reader feeds on leon and it turns into something else.. also! could you imply that theyre taller and a little bigger than leon? thank you! ^_^

Is the Reader's gender GN Anon?

[guywithn0name]

-Alphabet headcanons-

;re2r Leon Kennedy

Leon Kennedy x any gender reader

🎸 | Masterlist | 🎸

This is set in a universe where no zombies ever happened and he’s just a silly little happy rookie cop :) I’ve written wayyyyyy too many alphabet heacanons by now, this is my third already (-｡-; I’m also so inactive lately like wtfff (◞д◟)

Warnings: not proofread

-‘A’ is for AFFECTION (how affectionate are they?)

He’s super affectionate. He might be a bit too shy and awkward to show his affection in a physical way at first, but after a while he’ll sometimes hold your hand or give you a simple hug. He likes it when you initiate the hug or hand holding for example, it’ll definitely make him smile. Leon’s love language is words of affirmation and giving acts of service. He loves helping people and especially you in any way he can, he also likes giving and receiving affirming words, like a simple “great work” or “you did well”.

-‘B’ is for BESTFRIEND (what are they like as a bestfriend?)

Leon is the type of guy to send you a meme in the middle of the night when he’s supposed to be sleeping with the caption like ‘USS!!’ or ‘we should do this sometimes!!’. Leon also always knows when you’re sick or something. It’s like his sixth sense. If you ever call him, even for something minor like needing something from the store. He’ll stop what he’s doing if he can just to do what you asked. (he can’t just stop working to help you, even if he wants to)

-‘C’ is for CUDDLES (how and do they like to cuddle?)

He really likes to cuddle with other you, even more after a long day of being a police officer. People always assume he’s the little spoon when you two cuddle, because he acts like a literal golden retriever around you. In reality he’s the big spoon normally, Leon liked the feeling of having his arms around you and holding you close like you’ll never disappear out of his life. He also likes it when you lay on his chest or something like that, he loves feeling your weight on him while you cuddle.

-‘D’ is for DOMESTIC (if they settle down, how will they help?)

He can’t cook, at all. Tho, Leon would be super excited to live with you. He would do all the other chores that he can, like doing the laundry, dishes and other minor housework like that. I also think he literally cannot iron clothes and he’s just too scared of burning himself or something while doing it. (Me too tbh-) He’s also a pretty neat person, but not in a neat freak way. He just can’t stand living in a messy environment.

-‘E’ is for ENDING (how would the break up go?)

Teary. Leon would probably at a 99.999% chance cry if y’all break up. If you cheated and he finds out he’s definitely crying. It doesn’t really matter on why you two broke up, but he’d definitely cry.

-‘F’ is for FIANCÉ (how do they feel about marriage)

Leon wants to get married at some point, but he doesn’t want that until you’re both financially stable since he doesn’t want to mess it up. Tho, he’d probably buy a promise ring of types for you two since he also wants you to always remember he’s here and you just have to wait a bit for marriage if you want it.

-‘G’ is for GENTLE (how gentle are they?)

Leon is a pretty gentle guy. He’s an absolute sweetheart just in general, getting you gifts and he does other acts of service to you as a way to show his affection to you.

-‘H’ is for HUGS (do they like hugs?)

Leon loves hugs, no joke. He’d be a little weirded out if like a stranger hugged him, but if someone he knows hugs him. You better believe that he’s gonna be all smiles for a while after it.

-‘I’ is for I LOVE YOU (when do they say I love you for the first time?)

Leon would probably say ‘I love you’ for the first time on your second date. He was admiring you and it just kinda slipped out. Leon definitely was a blushing mess after realising he said ‘I love you’ to you.

-‘J’ is for JEALOUSY (do they get easily jealous? And if they do, what will they do?)

Leon isn’t a jealous person, he trust you and he knows you aren’t gonna cheat on him. But if someone comes up and flirts with you, and he sees you’re uncomfortable with it. Then he’ll try to defuse the situation by telling the person that you two are dating, or just taking you somewhere else if possible. It isn’t out of jealousy, very very rarely is it out of jealousy. Most of the time it’s because another person is flirting with you and you looked uncomfortable with the flirting.

-‘K’ is for KISSES (how often do they like to get or give kisses, and where?)

He likes getting kisses on his forehead or cheek, especially after a long day at the police station. Leon likes that sweet kind of love, so he likes giving you quick pecks on the lips or on your cheek. Leon does give less kisses in public than he does in private. I don’t think Leon is someone who does pda often.

-‘L’ is for LITTLE ONES (how are they with kids?)

He’s good with kids, even tho he might be a little awkward around them. Leon is also super gentle around kids. Picking them up carefully and just generally being a good guy around kids. Leon probably did a job babysitting some kids when he was a teenager, he just gives me that vibe of a past teenage babysitter. It also helps with his patrols sometimes when he has to talk to a child or something like that.

-‘M’ is for MORNINGS (how are mornings with them?

Leon likes to take his damn time in the morning and that’s why he’s always late to things. He’s faster on weekdays, but Leon takes extra long to get ready in the morning on weekends when you two don’t have any plans. He’s also pretty cuddly in the morning while he’s still groggy and half asleep.

-‘N’ is for NIGHTS (how are nights with them?)

Leon definitely has a whole skincare routine along with a hair routine he does every night before bed. He also uses those headband things while he does his skincare and then after does his hair routine. Leon also falls asleep super easily, he’d be out like a light in a second.

-‘O’ is for OPEN (how open are they about themselves?)

Leon was pretty awkward at the start like I said earlier. But as time went on he started to open up more about his feelings and for example his parents death. It probably takes about a month or two for him to start to open up to you since he probably has some trauma of someone betraying his trust before so he just wants to be extra careful.

-‘P’ is for PATIENCE (how patient are they with you?)

Leon is one of the most patient people ever. He will wait as long as you need for you to open up to him. You will never meet someone as patient as him.

-‘Q’ is for QUIZZES (how much do they remember about you?)

Leon actually has pretty good memory. He’s good with faces but bad with names. He also remembers a good amount of small details you tell him, he’s also super attentive when you talk.

-‘R’ is for REMEMBER (what’s their favourite moment in the relationship?)

One of his favourite memories is when you two had your first kiss. Cheesy, I know. But Leon finds the first kiss such a special thing and you two definitely had your first kiss in a romantic and cute atmosphere. He was such a smily mess after it. Another one of his favourite memories was in the start of your relationship where you two were talking on the phone at like 1am and he was just talking about his interests all excited and you listed and asked questions time to time which made him even happier and talkier.

-‘S’ is for SECURITY (how protective are they?)

Leon isn’t really protective over you in a jealous way, but he will be there to protect you if you ask him to. He knows how to fight since he is a police officer after all.

-‘T’ is for TRY (how much effort are they putting into the relationship, dates and ect?)

Leon definitely has your anniversaries up in his calendar and you two go on a date when you have your anniversary. He also always remembers your birthday and gets you something on Valentine’s Day. He really cares about this relationship and doesn’t wanna mess it up so he always makes sure to put a lot of effort into the relationship.

-‘U’ is for UGLY (what’s a bad habit of theirs?)

Leon has a tendency to forget to take care of himself when he’s busy or just overwhelmed. He forgets to eat and even shower sometimes, and just taking care of himself in general. It would be good if you reminded him every once in a while and make or get him some food to eat, even a tiny snack or a bottle of water would be greatly appreciated.

-‘V’ is for VANITY (how insecure are they?)

Leon isn’t actually really insecure, just awkward really. His favourite part of himself is his eyes, but he doesn’t really have a least favourite part about himself. All in all, he isn’t very insecure.

-‘W’ is for WHOLE (do they feel whole without you?)

No and yes. It depends on how close you to are, and on why you aren’t around at the moment. If he or you are just at work, or don’t live together he’ll miss you but he doesn’t feel incomplete. But if you’re gone for a long time for a trip or something, he’ll start missing you a lot and Leon’s gonna send you a lot of text to check if you’re okay and stuff. But If you leave him for good or he leaves you. It really depends on how close you two were. If you had a close relationship or friendship, he’ll definitely miss you. But if you weren’t that close, he’d still miss you but he’d probably get over it at some point.

-‘X’ is for XTRA (extra headcanons about them)

Leon loves it when you play with his hair, but he doesn’t admit it straight up. He’d just subtly hint at loving it. He 100% uses lip balm, have you seen his lips in the game? It’s just proof he uses it every day. The lip balm is also like a raspberry tasting one. Leon can’t handle spicy food in the slightest. Give him anything relatively spicy and he cannot handle it.

-‘Y’ is for YUCK (what can they not stand?)

A big ick for Leon is bad smells. Sorry not sorry. He doesn’t like them, at all. A big part of this is the fact he had to witnesses his family’s death, but just in general he doesn’t like them. That’s also why he always somehow smells good. (except like after working out bc ppl sweat bro) He uses those good smelling brands too.

-‘Z’ is for ZLEEP (how is to sleep with them?)

Bro is basically a living heater while sleeping. Leon is also the type of guy who just physically cannot sleep without a blanket on, he just can’t. Even if it gets too hot for him he will not and cannot sleep without a blanket on. He’s also a super heavy sleeper. Leon’s the guy in the sleepover who has like ten alarms in for him to wake up and he wakes up to none of them and proceeds to wake up everyone else with me. He wouldn’t even wake up if a while bomb fell down, he just wouldn’t.

[dulldeads]

ABOUT ME. . .

❛ i’m real sorry for what i put you all through..

that’s going to haunt me forever ❜ — anthony clarke !

. ˚◞♡ angie — she/her — xvii — cancer !

°.• writer && editor | videogame enthusiast !

. ˚◞♡ will poulter supremacy !

°.• the walking dead , marvel cinematic universe , the maze runner , z nation , any movies with will poulter is in , horror && comedy movies !

. ˚◞♡ the walking dead game (all seasons) , resident evil (all games) , fallout four , the dark prodigies | little hope , the last of us i && two !

— NOTES ABOUT MY FICS && ONESHOTS —

©.• i normally edit and write small fanfics for certain fandoms. i’m only in a few fandoms at the moment since i have phases in each fandom. i’m currently in the fandom of the dark prodigies | little hope , the walking dead && will poulter !

— i make oneshots more often than i make fanfics ! i could also take requests about any characters that i only know but i could try to write oneshots for some characters i don’t know about — it might not be good but i’ll try !

— CHARACTERS I LIKE —

little hope | anthony clarke , andrew , abraham , dennis clarke , daniel , david milton , vincent , john , joseph , james clarke , amy , anne clarke , angela , megan clarke , mary , taylor && tanya clarke !

the walking dead game | clementine , lee everett , kenny , louis , violet , alvin junior , luke && javier garcia !

the last of us i && ii | ellie williams , joel miller , tommy miller , dina && jesse !

resident evil | leon kennedy , chris redfield , jill valentine , carlos oliveira , piers nivans && claire redfield !

fallout four | dogmeat , codsworth , piper , porter gage , danse , deacon && nick valentine !

marvel cinematic universe | steve rogers , loki laufeyson , thor odinson , tony stark , wanda maximoff , pietro maximoff , stephen strange && peter parker !

the walking dead | negan smith , tara chambler , rosita espinosa, daryl dixon , rick grimes , maggie rhee , glenn rhee , enid , alden , paul rovia , abraham ford , beth greene , hershel greene , dale harvath , gage && carl grimes !

the maze runner | newt , thomas , gally , minho && sonya !

z nation | tenk (tommy) , addison carver , charles garnett , doc (steven beck) && alvin murphy !

— MY OCS FOR STORIES —

noelle pike (nyx) | little hope , love interest: anthony clarke (andrew) , childhood bestfriends to lovers (soulmates) !

hedy | the maze runner , love interest: newt , bestfriends to lovers (soulmates) !

matilda baros | marvel cinematic universe , love interest: loki laufeyson , soulmates !

©. ˚◞♡ dulldeads — do not , under any circumstance , repost , plagiarize , modify or translate my work. reblogs are always welcome. no hate or homophobia on my account , or you will be blocked. pleaee be kind to my writing , i’m kind of still an amateur i just don’t want to be judged for it !

[poisonedprose]

₊˚✧ phone lights up my nightstand in the black

bestfriend!leon kennedy x fem!reader smut

warnings: 1.6k words, use of y/n, curse words, iphone user (sorry android users), COP LEON!!, phone/facetime sex, masturbation (f + m), kinda cnc idrk, itsy bitsy tiny sadism (m),

masterlists , based on this pic (i wanna eat his collar bones), part 2

The sound of Leon's phone ringing unpleasantly woke him up. The default iPhone ringtone makes him groan. He hesitantly lifted his head from his pillow, scanning the nightstand for his ringing phone. Once his eyes saw the phone and the contact name, Leon accepted the Facetime, only slightly annoyed now. 

"Y/N, it is one in the morning and I have work in a few hours. This better be good." He sighed. He took note of your camera being off even though you explicitly chose to Facetime him. "I can't sleep." Your voice was breathy and a little hoarse. "Can you talk to me until I fall asleep?" 

Leon would be lying if it didn't make his heart flutter at the fact that you called him of all people to help you. He sighed before setting his phone on the nightstand, leaning it against a half-empty bottle of beer, his body turning to lay on his side rather than his previous position on his back. 

"What do you want me to talk about?" He left his camera on, too lazy to make an effort to turn it off. His broad chest and arms on display, the blanket falling comfortably on his torso. "Anything." Your voice was even breathier than before, it concerned him a little, wondering if you were crying before you had called him, your camera being off not helping your case. 

"I can tell you about what I did at work today." You thought it was cute how he would sacrifice his very deeply important sleep to help you even when he had to be at work in just a few hours. "Okay." He could hear the smile you had on your face even though he couldn't see you. "Well, I woke up and then I had to go straight to work because I overslept. I had to drink the shitty RPD coffee." He laughed softly as you hummed along. 

"I don't know what they put in it to make it taste like it came from the depths of hell." He laughed again and was relieved when he heard your laugh emit from his phone. "It was pretty slow today, just had to look over some paperwork with Chris." You hummed again, letting him know you were still listening. "Like I said, pretty slow today. I don't wanna bore you." 

"Keep going, you're not boring me." Leon looked at the phone, staring a pink letter where your pretty face should be. "Keep going? Well, if you insist." He jokes but you don't find it very humorous, desperate for him to keep talking. "I thought about calling you 'cause I was so bored. I was just sitting at my desk all day." He admitted, a little shy to share this with you. "Why didn't you?" Your voice coming out whinier than you would have liked. 

Leon raised an eyebrow slightly. "I figured you were busy. Next time I will." He smiled, glancing at the clock that read 1:27. When he got no response from you he assumed you had fallen asleep. He wondered if he should hang up or if he should just leave the call going while he slept in case you needed him again. Neither choice mattered though once he heard the noise that came through the phone that you accidentally let slip. 

"Did you just... Did you just moan?" He stared at his phone in disbelief, convinced his mind was playing tricks on him, but it all started to make sense. The turned-off camera, the breathy and hoarse voice, the small whine that came with your words only moments before. He could hear your heavy breaths as silence overtook the both of you. "Y/N?" The way he says your name almost makes you moan again. "M'sorry." 

Leon stared at the pink letter, shock written on his face. "Sorry for what?" He asks hesitantly, wanting clarity on what you were apologizing for even though he had a pretty good idea of exactly what you're apologizing for. You stay silent again, unsure of what to say. "Y/N?" He says again and you have to bite your lip to stop yourself from saying something you'll regret. "Are you doing what I think you're doing?" He asks, feeling a bit bold.

"What do you think I'm doing?" He could hear the dismay in your voice and he couldn't help but laugh. "I think.. you're touching yourself." He spoke slowly, afraid of what you would think if he had gotten it wrong. You go quiet again from embarrassment, and god, getting caught is really turning you on. "Sorry." You mumble, hoping he won't hang up and never speak to you again. 

"Why don't you, uh.. show me?" You can see the nervousness on his face when he asks the question and you would be lying if he didn't look cute. You don't say anything as you hesitantly turn your camera on, his eyes instantly being blessed with the slight of your hand shoved down your pretty panties. 

He remembers when you bought them, texting him a picture and asking what he thought. Getting a boner in the middle of work and he couldn't even think of what to say to you without sounding desperate, opting for a simple "they're nice" with a thumbs up emoji. And once again, he doesn't know what to say while looking at the same pair of underwear. 

"Oh, fuck." He glances at the clock again, 1:31 AM. He could feel himself getting harder under the meticulously placed blanket. He could see the outline of your fingers through your underwear as you rubbed slow circles on your clit. He looked at the screen intently, neither one of you saying anything. "Do you want me to take them off?" Leon's breath hitched in his throat and he could've sworn he just saw the gates of heaven for a second. 

"Yeah, please do." You complied quickly, setting the phone down for a moment, letting a black screen overtake your camera before picking the phone back up, giving Leon a much better view than before. He can feel his cock twitch as he looks at the way your legs are spread, giving him the perfect view of your soaked pussy. "You're killing me, Y/N." He sighs as he tries to readjust his pajama pants. 

You continue to stay quiet as you brush your fingers over your puffy clit then dip them down your slit and tease your enterance. "Come on, pretty girl. Show me what you were doing while I was talking before." Your fingers pressed harshly into your clit as you bucked your hips at the nickname, making you moan at the sudden feeling. Leon closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before returning his eyes to the screen, the tent in his pants getting harder and harder to ignore. 

He watches as you begin to finger yourself and you no longer care about being quiet, moaning softly as you fuck yourself with your fingers. Leon never found interest in watching porn, thinking there was no real point to watching someone so intimately but that mindset quickly dissipates as he looks at you, giving him such a show. 

He knows he shouldn't but he can't help but think what it would be like to pound his cock into your pretty pussy, the mere thought turning him on even more, if even possible. He grabbed the phone from the nightstand, flipping onto his back as he shoved a hand down his pants. He winced as he brushed his hand against his hardened cock, quickly wrapping his hand around it and slowly pumping it. 

"Are you touching yourself?" Your sweet voice echoed through the phone. "Yeah, I am." Leon sighed, his eyes still stuck on the screen. "Am I turning you on?" If it weren't for the slick noises that could be heard from the phone or the sight that you're graciously letting see or the sentence you had chosen to say, you sounded just like an angel to Leon. "Yeah," He laughed softly. "You are." He gently groans as he squeezes the tip of his dick, letting precum drip out for lube, some getting on the warm pajama pants.

"Can you show me?" His eyes widen in shock for a second before he places the phone on the bed, camera positioned at the ceiling as he shuffles his pants to his ankles. He quickly picks the phone back up, now angling the camera so you could see his twitching cock. "Woah." It was barely above a whisper but Leon still heard it, pride swelling in his chest. 

 "Wish you were here right now. Want you to fuck me so bad." You whine. Leon sucks in a sharp breath, your words shooting straight to his sensitive cock. "Me too, baby." You both continue to touch yourselves, watching the other as you do. Moans transfering through the phones’ microphones. 

"I'm really close." He admits a little embarrassed he couldn't last long, but the sight of you was just too pleasurable for him. "Me too, Leon." Hearing you say his name makes his cock twitch in his hand, pushing him over the edge, and painting his abdomen with cum. Your orgasm shortly following Leon's. 

"Holy fuck." He curses under his breath as he watches you fuck yourself through your orgasm, your legs trembling and fighting to stay open. "Look at you." He says softly as you pull your fingers away from your cunt, letting him have a complete view. "Need more, come over." He can feel himself getting hard again and he glances at the clock once again, 1:44. "Be there in twenty." "Make it fifteen." He was going to be so tired at work later.  

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