#i have leon brainrot rn

[poisonedprose]

rookie!leon kennedy who has to perform a pat down on you because you were accused of stealing something and he's so so nervous because he's never done this before but no one else is available right now. his hands barely making contact with the fabric of your clothes and of course you were wearing a skirt. "can you, um, turn around for me, please?" he didn't think he was much of an ass guy, but fuck, does your ass look good in that skirt. his hands are back on you, again barely even touching you. if you did steal something, he probably wouldn't even find it with how lightly he was touching you. "looks like you're good. sorry." he so shy and nervous and he feels so bad about wasting your time and you turn around and see that hes so so hard :(( he doesn't even realize how hard he is until you're pointing it out. "have fun?" you smirk as you point down to his pants and suddenly he wants hide under a rock and never see the sunlight again for as long as he lives.

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[ghostie-goo]

he leon on my s til i kennedy

[ehvanescent]

Pls this one post on my old mcyt blog keeps getting notifications 😭

[dollfacefantasy]

i’m replaying re4 rn and the castle section has me in a brainrot of guard!leon x princess! reader. the way he would get so protective and possessive over when princes from other lands come to court her. the way he would remind her everytime after each failed proposal that she belongs to him and no one else 🙈

hi hi hi i am so super sorry this took me 86 years to answer but i've been thinking about this ask periodically since you sent it. the castle in the game is so pretty to me, and i am a whore for princess au/arranged marriage au. my brain isn't working for a full story (yet). i would love to do a one shot for it at one point but i really just wanted to share my thoughts about this 😇

i just think having him be a guard and reader a princess is so good. cause ugh the forbidden aspect of it? top tier. all the stolen kisses and secret glances. so so so cute. but i love the idea of him being her personal guard. like assigned to her specifically. being with her goes against like everything he swore!! but it's you and he just can't help it :(

as you said, he gets all super jealous over her being courted and proposed to. and i just think there's such good potential for angst there. like she knows she doesn't want anyone else but she's gotta do it and he knows he shouldn't be jealous but he sees her with someone else and every part of him just ACHES. he gets so possessive and clingy after and she has to be reassuring.

and finally. this is why i haven't written it but i just so wanna share. this to me would be like a whole series idea which i just don't have the mental capacity to write right now. BUT. imagine. she rejects so many people that her parents are like that's it. boom arranged marriage. THE PAIN. leon's gotta watch as his pretty princess walks down the aisle for someone else and lets another man slide a ring on her finger. has to watch her kiss him and dance with him and smile the whole night (but he knows it's a fake one; he can see the longing in her eyes when she looks at him). then she goes off to live with her new man and whether he stays behind or goes with her, it doesn't really matter. either option is torture when he has to live without his beloved.

so yeah i just love this idea and really wanted to give you an answer for it but writing is hard 😔💔

[dollivication]

Hi!! How r u today dolly? 🌚 Wish cai filtr would stop being such a jerk! Your bots are literally the best! <3 Like, you've lowkey given me leon AND hybrid brainrot. I never cared for them until I used one of your bots and it for sure altered me bc I CANNOT stop thinking of owner!Leon who absolutely spoils his bunny hybrid, buying you all these cute clothes and whatever else because you're like the sun and moon to him. Especially older Leon like I KNOW when that man gets home from work after a hard day he's pressing his bunny into the mattress, pushing your knees to your chest as he drives deep just to watch you tug at your velvet soft droopy bunny ears in overwhelm. I need to be FIXED OMGG

Anyway hope you're doing well 🌚

HAILLOOOOO 🌚NON!!! MISSED U!! AND AND IM DOING PRETTY SOLID!! WBU??? AND THE FILTER IS MAKING ME TIE A NOOSE IM TWEAKIGN OUT..

uwaa.. KDJSG thabk yu so mauch.. THATS ACTUALLY??? THE HIGHEST COMPLIMENT I COUKD GET?? i can’t handle this you’re tickling me pink…JSJRTKGH❤️❤️

I DUNNO IF YEW CAN TELL, BUT I LOVE BUNNIES!!! THINGS WITHBUNNY HYBRIDS AND MY FAVS MAKE ME TWEAK OUT, so omygosh the imagery yu gave me rn……. older!owner!leon looove loves his bunny!! ears so fluffy, so pristine and well maintained because he buys only the finest products for his little cottontail （^人^）

doesn’t mind blowing some cash on you, you deserve the best after all! it’s always so worth it seeing your ears perk up and your eyes brighten every time he brings you a new stuffie!

leon looooves seeing ur cute nose twitch while slamming his cock deep into you, listening to your sweet sounds and tiny cries of his name while you cling tightly onto the newest stuffie he got you. such a good bunny for him, he’s so proud of you! will absolutely smother you in kisses, pressing his lips against your forehead and cheeks as he bounces you on his dick<3

don’t tug on your ears too hard! he can’t have you hurting yourself. but leon’s not gonna chastise you, not when he’s so close to pumping his precious bun full of warm cum >.<!!!! he loves you soso much :3

[cherrys-fanfic-posting-again]

THIS IS FOR MY BESTIE @adela-arts I KNOW IT’S BEEN FOUR YEARS SINCE YOU SENT THIS HEADCANON TO ME BUT THE LEON BRAINROT IS BACK AND IT’S SEVERE and i finally have motivation to write which is wild

No use of gendered pronouns, no use of y/n or name at all for that matter just a simple slightly angsty but soft/comfort fic with Leon that beat me over the head at like four am. If you see me projecting how i need to sleep rn onto these two no you didn't, haven't proofread because I am tIRED I will fix in the morning if there's any mistakes, anyways enjoy xx

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'Not going anywhere, sweetheart' - Leon Kennedy X Reader

When you woke it was with a slight jolt. The distant remnants of the dream that had woke you into an unease already fading into the background of your mind. The familiar tightness of anxiety winding up within your chest.

Turning onto your side the unease melted away, the tightness in your chest faded slowly with a gentle sigh at the sight of Leon next to you. It was just a dream, you repeat to yourself. One that you could not remember the details of but knew played on one of your biggest fears, losing Leon.

It was not an unfounded fear. He had an incredibly dangerous job, not that he could discuss it with you and if he could he wouldn't. The small glimpses were deemed bad enough, but you knew from the haunted look in his eyes when he returned home, and how he withdrew from you for weeks, even months at a time just what kind of toll it took on him.

He would shake with anxiety when at rest, wake up in the middle of the night calling out to people that he had lost, people that blamed him for not saving them. From the various cuts and wounds that would add to the many scars he already had littering his body as a disfigured record of what he had survived yet again, you knew. You knew that one day you could possibly lose him, and it was terrifying. It haunted you in the nights when he wasn’t here, taunted you when he was here beside you, reminding you that he would have to leave again and one day he would never return.

The sound of his work phone ringing gave you anxiety, you’d listen quietly holding onto a breath as he spoke on the line with someone. Breathe a sigh of relief when it came to nothing or solemnly watch him from across the room as he tried to strangle his own phone in his hand damning the caller for what they had dragged him into once more before quietly helping him pack a travel bag to leave you gnawing on your lip and eating yourself alive with anxiety until he returned home again. If he ever would.

The room was dim as the sun was barely just rising but you could still make out the strong structure and soft curves of his face as you sat up on your side leaning against the headboard to watch him in this rare tranquillity.

His hair fell away from his face and messily parted, you can already picture him fixing it in the morning, meticulously parting and brushing out the strands that had shifted out of form. His plump lips slightly parted as he lightly snored, it was hardly noticeable but it and the light rising of his chest was the only sign that he was still alive as he lay still and stiff upon the the mattress, a habit that had formed from what he declared was from time being trained in the military.

The crease Leon usually wore between his brows, a permanent feature of the bottled up emotions he harboured, was now smoothed out leaving subtle fine lines behind reminding you of its presence and its return in the morning.

Not that he was an angry man, he was the sweetest guy you knew but he had been through a lot, more than anyone should have to go through in their lifetime.

It was moments like these you could admire him for who he was, a kindhearted and gentle man, not Agent Kennedy or hardened survivor of Raccoon City, not even the rookie cop that he had told you about before his life went to hell. Just Leon Kennedy, stripped of all the valour, the man you loved.

Dusted across his nose and cheeks was light brown speckles, not as noticeable from afar as they were up close. A small curl at the corner of your lips grow as you scanned them, he had laughed once when you had said that the sun loves him enough to give him that light cluster of freckles, he had found the compliment cheesy pretending to cringe at it and yet you can still remember the smile and light dusting of a blush that lingered on his face for minutes after.

Oh, how at ease he looked when he didn’t have the horrors of his job looming over him. When for a brief moment he could act like he was an average citizen. It was a beautiful sight to behold and unfortunately a rare one.

It had only been mere minutes that you had spent admiring him and yet as if he could sense someone watching him he woke from his sleep, eyes opening up to squint at the room around him and dart his eyes toward you, observing cautiously how you sat up to watch over him and he relaxed again. It was still dark, not quite morning and not quite night but still he couldn’t fathom why you would be awake at this hour watching him.

He coaxed you to lie beside him once again and you did, sinking beneath the sheets once again and shuffling into his side as he questioned, voice still thick with sleep. “What are you doing up?”

“Just making sure you’re still here.” you spoke softly as you now pressed into his side, your head resting on his shoulder and your hand placed upon his chest gently stroking along his skin. “I had a dream, I can’t remember it but when I woke I was worried you were gone again.” you sounded guilty. The emotions that his job put you through were tough ones, he knew them all too well himself, and yet you never complained, never got angry at him for having to leave, you only worried when he was gone and then worried when he was home for the next moment when he would be gone. It was something he warned you about even tried to convince you to leave him over and yet you remained.

Either you were a glutton for misery or you really loved him. He hoped it was the latter.

With a heavy and contented sigh he angled himself towards you pressing a kiss to your hair and even if he couldn’t guarantee to keep the promise he still made it. “I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.” And for your sake more than his own he hoped that even if it’s just for a few days, he’d be able to keep that promise.

[froggibus]

Rest and Recovery - poly! Zenyatta & Genji x reader

Pairing: poly! Zenyatta and poly! Genji x reader

Genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: after getting hurt, Zen and Genji know just how to take care of you

CW: blood, violence, gang violence, fainting, severe injury, knives (switchblades), hurt/comfort, (fluff eventually i swear), poly! relationship (kinda)

here is my Zenji brainrot no one asked for lol. this has been on my mind for like a while but i finally got around to writing it. also have severe leon kennedy brainrot rn so there's a 50/50 chance next time i post it'll be that

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Genji and Zen had always warned you not to go too close to the villages nearby the monastery. Though most of the locals had learned to live with the colony of omnics on the mountain, there were some who actively rebelled against them. 

Gangs pounced on any omnic or omnic sympathiser who got too close to city limits. The lucky ones came back to the monastery sore and missing a few parts, and you never learned what became of the unlucky ones. 

That’s what led the pair to constantly warn you about wandering too close. You were precious cargo, they said. They didn’t want anything bad to happen to you.  

Listening was never your strong suit. That’s how you found yourself being beaten by a few low ranking gang members.

One with dark, spiky hair spat on you. “Had enough yet, freak?”

You narrow your eyes on them. “No,” you lie. The truth is, your sides are burning and your head is spinning, but if you give in now, you’ll never be able to live with yourself. 

“That’s too bad,” another one says, his words punctuated by the distinct sound of a switchblade. 

Suddenly you’ve had enough. 

You scramble to your feet, your heart pumping adrenaline through your veins faster than you can track. The pain in your body fades as you try to run away, only for one to grab your hair and tug you into his chest. 

You kick off of him and manage to get away, but not before the switchblade grazes your side. Still, the scrape is nothing compared to the regret flooding through you. 

You run, pushing off of the pavement as hard as you can, dragging yourself back to the monastery limits. You’re barely aware of your injuries or the warm blood dripping down your side. Your only solace is that it’s just a scrape, that your injuries aren’t major and you won’t have to tell Zen and Genji about your scuffle. 

You wouldn’t be able to bear their disappointment. 

As soon as you make it to the main stretch of land, monks stare at you. You ignore their stares, limping to the temple and the rooms that reside around it. 

You stumble to your room, but as you get there, you see Genji leaning against the outside wall. “Genji?” You squint.  

“Oh my god, y/n…”

He looks horrified, dark eyes narrowed on you in surprise. You look down to where your hand has been squeezing the spot you got scraped, only to realize it wasn’t a scrape at all. 

Blood gushes from what you now see is a stab wound, pouring down your side and onto your legs. You look up at Genji, the reality setting in and bringing nothing but pain with it. 

“Wha—” you start to say, but your knees give in and the world goes dark. 

Genji catches you, your cold body falling against his. He swings your legs up over his arm, and before he even realizes where he’s going, he’s running to find Zenyatta. 

He’s frantic, tearing through the monastery in search of his master. You lose more and more blood by the moment. It pours over his clothes and down his body.

He finds him in the gardens, meditating. On a good day, he’d never disturb him while he concentrates. But it wasn’t a good day—it was the worst day of his life. 

“Master!” He calls, and the omnic’s head snaps up to see his student holding your unconscious form. 

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You wake up warm and comfortable, almost comfortable enough to forget the horrors of the day. You blink your eyes open slowly, trying to adjust them to the light. 

Genji sits at your bedside, head in his hands. Next to him, meditating, is Zenyatta. The sight of your boys brings a smile to your face until you remember how you got injured. 

“G-guys?” You murmur, your voice hoarse. 

Both heads snap to you at the same time. 

“How are you feeling?” Zen asks. 

You shrug, “mostly good…just tired.”

“Y/n,” Genji sighs, leaning in to hug you. “What happened? How did you get so injured?”

“I-I left the village limits,” you admit, “I’m sorry, I know you guys said not to but-but I was bored!”

“Y/n—”

“Let’s not focus on the past,” Zen interrupts, shooting Genji a look. “I managed to heal, and you survived. That is what matters.”

His words don’t leave much room for interpretation, both you and Genji quieting afterwards. 

Zen rubs a hand across your forehead, smoothing your hair back. “I’ll get us some tea, okay?”

You nod and watch as he floats out of the room before turning your attention to Genji. He has his head in his hands, black hair falling through the cracks of his fingers. You sigh—it wasn’t fair for you to make him worry like this.

“Gen,” you murmur, running your hand across his shoulder. “Talk to me.”

He looks up at you with bloodshot eyes, eyebrows knit together. You run your hand up his shoulder and cup his cheek, the cold metal of his jaw warming under your touch.

“I never want to see you that hurt again, y/n,” his voice is shaking, “please don’t be so reckless with yourself. Please.”

“I promise.”

He sighs in relief, “thank you.”

You nod, reaching your other hand to intertwine with one of his. He offers you a weak smile, squeezing your hand in reassurance. Zen walks back into the room carrying a tray of steaming teacups and sets them down on the nightstand.

You can see him glance at your intertwined hands and hum in appreciation. He hands you a cup and another to Genji, and that’s when you notice the grey ball of fabric tucked under his arm.

“Here,” he notices your gaze and thrusts the fabric out to you, “you need to stay warm to recover.”

You flush slightly but set the tea down and take the sweater from him. You tug it over your head, the sleeves hanging over your hands and the fabric practically engulfing you. 

Genji looks at you and almost chokes on his tea, “isn’t that my sweater?”

“Indeed,” Zen says smugly.

“Why didn’t you get one of yours? Not that I mind but,” he gestures to how large it looks on you.

“Mine wouldn’t have looked so cute.”

If you were flushed before, you were practically on fire now. You weren’t used to all this attention from them, and certainly not at the same time. You take a deep breath and sip your tea, hoping it’ll calm your racing heart.

“Your face is so red, y/n,” Zen notes, “is it something I said?”

You want to tell him that he knows damn well it’s something he said, but Genji speaks first. “So cute,” he murmurs, using a thumb to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

“G-guys!”

Both boys back off, chuckling slightly at your reaction. You squint at them, “how am I supposed to rest with the two of you teasing me?”

“Aw, y/n,” Genji coos, “we’ll leave you alone and let you rest, okay?”

He sits up from his chair and grabs his tea but you find yourself reaching up and grabbing the fabric of his shirt. “Wait—”

He turns around, Zen hovering just next to him. The sides of Genji’s mouth lift up in amusement. 

“Do you…do you guys have to go?”

“Of course not,” Zenyatta says, and suddenly he’s at your bedside and lifting up the corner of the sheets to lay next to you.

You’re so distracted by the sudden contact of warm metal on your skin that you don’t even notice Genji crawling in on the opposite side, essentially sandwiching you between them.

“Are you comfortable enough?” Zen asks.

You nod, curling up between them. Genji throws an arm across your waist and scooches closer to you, his body heat warming you better than any blanket.

“Good,” he says, “but you better actually rest, y/n.”

Your cheeks burn at the implication, but you’re too tired to make any jokes about how being sandwiched between them in bed has been a dream of yours for a while. Instead, you close your eyes and try to sleep.

[puppy-phum]

Nine people you'd like to get to know better

thank you for tagging me bea @23point5degree ♥

tagging in return: @jimmysea @chinzhilla @spicyvampire @thasorns @icouldhyperfixatehim @stormyoceans @mooninagust @celestial-sapphicss @khaotunqs ♥

and now revealing my darkest secrets heh

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3 ships

based on the fics i've been consuming lately (explains truly where my head is at rn):

the chocobros ot4 (ignis, prompto, gladiolus, and noctis) from final fantasy xv (you cannot convince me anyone would go to such lengths just for their "bro" even when said bro is royalty and the chosen king to save the world)

yuu kanda and allen walker from d.gray-man (used to watch this anime around 10 years ago and decided to do it again on a whim. it was as good as i remembered and i had to continue to the manga after finishing it. now am experiencing major brainrot bc like i saw someone comment, for a manga that doesn't aim to be a bl, it surely does make it hard to believe otherwise. i also adore the tragedy of it all)

chris redfield and leon s. kennedy from resident evil (maybe the most important thing were the ppl we met and could count on during the zombie apocalypse ♥ also damn, these bitches)

First ship

my first ever ship i read fanfics for was dominic x brian from fast & furious. otherwise, my first ever ship came from anime as i was consuming that before i ever touched any bl dramas.

my true first ship would so be soubi and ritsuka from the 2005 anime adaptation of the manga loveless. a bit questionable choice i admit, but i still collect the manga bc i find the story fascinating and delightfully painful. also, i love the concept of named pairs (soulmatism with a knife) and their ability to fight against each other

my first ever (thai) bl ship would probably be korn and knock from together with me. there was just something about them back then that made me feel slightly deranged. (with bonus yihwa bc i still think she's one of the best female characters in a bl)

Last song

ดาวหางฮัลเลย์ (halley's comet) by fellow fellow. (sea sung this during his solo stage in last twilight new dawn: live on stage and i've been addicted ever since. i usually listen to this on loop for hours, it's just so nice and vibe-y)

Currently reading

still stuck with midnight sun, for my thesis. otherwise, consuming only fanfics and hoping to get to the little prince soon.

Last movie

the newest resident evil animated movie resident evil: death island (2023). tells you about the depths of that particular brainrot :'D the latest acted movie would probably be the korean movie silenced (2011).

Currently craving

something more solid to eat, especially the pile of snacks i have stored away until i can eat them. got my wisdom tooth removed a couple of days ago and have been mostly eating soup, yogurt, porridge, ice cream, smoothies... anything liquid-y. starting to feel a bit bored but am gonna be free soon

[hyperfixatingeveryday]

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Name: Nero.

Age: 20.

Pronouns/Sexuality: She/He (Bigender) and Bisexual. I call it Bi2 ✨

Language(s): Spanish (Native), English (Second), Portuguese (Third)

Type of blog: Videogames, Roleplay, Paganism. Please have in mind that you'll find content named “proshipper” by some people, even though I don't care about these levels. If you're uncomfortable or you're a minor, please DNI.

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Fandoms

Warning: All my RPs are MxM and switches. This list includes dark themes and “proship” roleplay. If you're interested in any of these RPs, interact with this post and I'll message you!

— God of War: Looking for RP, preferred Kratos x my male OC.

— Lies of P: Not looking for RP at the moment.

— Resident Evil: Looking for RP, preferred Leon Kennedy (me) x other male character you want.

— ‼️ Devil May Cry: Looking for RP ‼️, I have brainrot rn. Preferred Vergil Sparda (me) x Dante Sparda / Nero (me) x Dante Sparda.

— Five Nights at Freddy's: Looking for RP, preferred William x my male OC / Michael Afton x my male OC.

— Creepypastas: My male OC “The Snatcher” x other male character you want.

— Mo Dao Zu Shi: Not looking for RP at the moment.

— Detroit Become Human: Looking for RP, preferred Markus x Simon (me) / Connor (me) x Markus.

— Batman: Not looking for RP at the moment.

[tractorbeamofwoe]

Hi do you think you’re done with writing or do you think you’ll ever come back to it? If you do pick it back up again who would you write for?

Hey, thanks for asking :)

This is gonna be a long ass answer so strap in lol. I’m not done with writing at all, or at least I don’t want to be done. There is still so much I want to say and get out there that I want to share with you guys. I still have so many WIPs and I’d preferably like to finish them before I die lmao even if you have to wait 40 years. Ik I’m kind of on a hiatus rn as far as writing goes (or at least writing for catfish anyway) but actually I am still writing behind the scenes. I do try and add to WIPs and chapters and I’m still having so many ideas. But it’s a long slow process and I just never feel like I can get these WIPs to a good enough standard to post them, or find the motivation/inspiration to finish them. You have no idea how much I’d love to continue Tyrants and the things in my head I have planned for it, but I’m just finding it super difficult and I feel awful for kind of abandoning you guys and abandoning all these projects for months at a time. I mean hell some of my fics haven’t been updated for at least a year. Maybe I need to bring back WIP weekends, if that’s smth you guys would like?

So to answer your first question, no I’m not done and yes I absolutely would love to come back to it when I’m in a better place. I’m also super super busy rn with final exams coming up and I’m starting uni in a few months too so lots of preparation going into that as I’m moving into an entirely new city. I’m just super tired all the time and I really do not write well when I’m tired I have all these thoughts but I get two sentences in and I’m out like a light.

To answer your second question, I truly don’t know tbh my fandoms have changed so much since I started this acc there’s so many people I would have loved/would still love to write for but I feel like obviously I have followers from a specific target audience it’s very hard to move into something else. Like I don’t wanna make people unhappy by writing other stuff yk? Basically I just don’t know what sort of reaction my writing will get (I mean the interaction on my fics are already bad as it is, I dread to think what it would be like if I posted something that appeals to absolutely none of my followers lol).

Ik I said I’d write some Stranger Things stuff and I actually have been! I’ve written a good chunk of the first chapter of a series I wanted to start, but again I just struggle to find inspiration anymore to finish it, but once I do I’m really really excited for people to see it. I’m still really into britpop too and I’m sure some of my mutuals absolutely wouldn’t object if I wrote about damon 😂 but I’ve just never really committed to getting any ideas down in writing yk? But I also kind of wanna move away from rpf sort of only because I find it kind of limiting with what you can do because there’s like an unspoken line you shouldn’t cross yk? Whereas fictional characters can kind of have endless possibilities. Especially ones that have their own universes and rules etc. And ik there’s nothing stopping me from writing AUs cause I’ve done several but idk it’s just not really quite the same. I kind of struggle with making original characters too which is not a handy weakness at all when writing series.

But ya then there’s the part of me that’s like hm I would’ve liked to have done some resdogs stuff, some bullet train stuff cause god knows there’s not enough fics of my fave films out there it would just be purely self indulgent tho.

but I also have like Leon Kennedy brainrot and my mate’s just gotten me on the mf wilbur soot/mcyt hype train which is a whole other can of worms I won’t get into in this post

But obviously I won’t do any of that until I finish all my old WIPs and requests for catfish, inhaler and Sam 💀💀

So basically if I came back it would be more of the same for a while and then suddenly just go completely off the rails. If you made it to the end I admire your patience I hope this wasn’t too boring to read. Love ya <3

[claraxbarton]

hiii i just wanna say how much i love your writing, especially the way you write larsdunn/mattdrai and any variations of those four!!! i cant help but be insane about matthew and vince parallels (?) though

- both played in the ohl (even played against each other in the playoffs) - st louis (i was watching the blues cup win and was tracking where vince was and i saw him hug keith tkachuk, he was there too and was interviewed on ice + brady being present in one of the cup celebrations in stl) - hello?? curls!!! (my fav pastime is brainrotting about vince being put through the horrors of learning about matthew always shaving his curls off bc he cant be bothered to tame it & him teaching matthew how to take care of his hair) - gio being both their past captain - i mean...them being present boyfriends of past boyfriends leon and adam ughgghhhh - also them being really good friends with honorary tkachuk member: robert thomas

that's prob what i can list on the top of my head rn lmao, sorry for rambling im just so insane about this lately

YOU HAVE BROKEN MY BRAIN AND I CANNOT WAIT TO FIND THE TIME OR SPACE OR SOMETHING TO EXPLORE THISSSSS

[jonbinary-archive]

nu metal: does f/o communicate more with words or actions? how about s/i?

(if you're still doing these!)

i yam !! thank you !! :]

choosing leon bc i have the most brainrot for him rn and he was partial inspiration for this question hehe

i feel like through his iterations, leon is quite talkative (gotta get those one liners in) but he doesnt often say what he actually feels. when i think of him, im reminded of that post of the couple where one would communicate their affection by squeezing three times to indicate 'i love you'; that feels very leoncore to me. i think s/i has to learn to look for the little things he does to indicate he cares, like trading weapons so they get a nicer gun or leaving flowers on the table when he leaves on a mission.

as for my s/is, i think re2 + re4 are more physical while vendetta is a bit talkative lol. re2!o likes to give gifts and re4 would probably rather step in a bear trap than say 'i love you' (plus leon and them can probably have a whole conversation in just a glance; i think theyre largely silent even when in leon's company). meanwhile, vendetta is the sunshine trope and just says whatever sweet thing comes to their mind <3

prompt list here!

[thefrontofmymind]

hello yes i am brainrotting over leon scott kennedy sooooo bad rn jorj u have no idea i need him baddddddd - 🌙

tbh ur right i don't get it but good for you!

[peepfoof]

bruabba matesprits...........

[adminleonsrestingplace]

Hey guys just a quick note there MAY not be a post tomorrow! I might pull some energy up and get some icons or something done, but if that doesn’t happen then dw! I’m just tired and vibin fgxdgh

[volfoss]

redraw of my favorite leone cover ever 😳❤️ happy birthday to my husband of four months

volume cover under the cut