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What If We Could
Best friend!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader
A little more savory tier commission from @porcelainseashore and dedicated to AliBelleRosetta ✨
Word Count: 2404 (I’m not surprised at this point lmao)
Warnings: MDNI, neighbor Leon, crushes, jealous reader, light flirting, smoking, light voyeurism, teasing, half naked reader
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Stepping out the back door, your breath mists in front of your face. The warmth of late summer has segued easily into the coolness of fall. You tug the sleeves of your overly big sweatshirt—one you stole from Leon although you can’t recall when—to make sure they don’t fall too low past your wrists. Thinking of your best friend brings a warmth—a tiny ember burning in your chest—and a soft smile to your face.
Looking over at his house, you're thankful for the millionth time that you guys ended up being neighbors. Stepping out into your backyard, you pick your way through the leaf-strewn path that runs between your yard and Leon’s. Glancing over, you take in the old oak tree with its tired rope swing that sits in the middle of both properties.
It’s been years since it’s been used; musing to yourself, you think you must’ve been about eight years old when you quit playing on it. And the last time the swing was even used had to have been when you and Leon dared each other to swing as high as possible, then jump off. Wood smoke pervades your senses, and you breathe deep. It drags you from your reminiscing, focus shifting back to Leon’s house and, more importantly, to the open garage.
Your fingers nervously rub across the mixtape in the front pocket of your hooded sweatshirt. Leon’s never had a bad word to say about your mixes, even letting you demo a few live in front of your home setup, but it always sends a frisson of nerves through you when giving him one—especially one you’ve made specifically for him.
Poking your head around the corner, you take in your best friend while he doesn’t realize you’re there. He’s frowning down at the engine, a smear of grease already staining the apple of one cheek. His fringe hangs low over his face, head tilted forward as he works on his Jeep. That low burning ember in your chest sparks to life.
His blue eyes dart from part to part, mentally assessing his next move. His toolbox lies at his feet, lid flipped open and tools organized. Pushing off the side of the garage makes enough noise to draw his attention. A smile lights up his face when he realizes it’s you.
“Hey! Didn’t think you were gonna come over today,” he steps away from the hood, grabbing up an old oil rag to start cleaning his hands.
You shrug, “Didn’t feel like beatmatching today.”
You fiddle with the mixtape in your sweater before pulling it out. “Made you a new one.”
His eyes are soft when he walks over to pluck it from your hands. “Thanks. I think my last one is about worn out.”
He chuckles, and you grin a little bashfully. Throwing his arm over your shoulders, he guides you into the garage and over onto the ratty couch that’s been here forever. While you flop down onto the faded green cushions, springs groaning at the motion, Leon slips the new mixtape into his stereo. A heavy beat fills the speakers as he walks back over to join you on the couch.
“This one's yours?”
You nod, “I’ve got a few new tracks I’ve been messing around with.”
“Cool,” he relaxes into the cushions, head resting on the back. “Man, I’m tired.”
“Long night?”
“Kinda. Had to finish that paper for biology.”
Humming, you slip your shoes off and kick your feet up onto the couch. “I hate that class.”
He snorts, “Tell me about it.”
“Hey, Leon, I hate that class.”
He shakes his head at your sly smile, “Smartass.”
“Takes one to know one.”
“What’re you? Five?”
You laugh, and he huffs a breath that you know is covering his own amusement. He pulls out a nearly empty pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smacking the bottom with his palm before working the last one out and slipping it into his mouth.
“Hey,” you perk up, stretching your legs out to prod a sock-covered foot at Leon’s leg. “I thought you quit.”
“I did,” he mumbles, lips pinched around the cigarette filter, hands patting at his jean pockets as he feels for his lighter.
Making a little hum at the discovery, he tugs it out of his left pocket, flipping the hinge of the zippo to spark the flint until a little gold flame appears. Cupping his hand, he takes a pull off the butt, snapping the Zippo shut with a flick of his wrist before blowing smoke from his nose.
“C’mon, share,” you poke him again, and he clamps a hand around your ankle bone. Butterflies take flight in your sternum, insides fizzing like carbonated soda.
It’s not the first time Leon’s caused this feeling. It’s something you’ve been avoiding by looking at too closely.
“Say please,” he smirks at you, cigarette hanging from the side of his mouth.
You pout, and he runs his fingers underneath the hem of the leg of your jeans, calloused fingers brushing the skin. The fizzy excitement is back, bubbling in your sternum.
“Please, Leon,” you murmur.
His eyes shift, the blue now a shade darker, while he plucks the cigarette from his lips. “See? How hard was that?”
Leaning forward, you take the filtered end and pull a drag off the lit cig. You both fall into a charged silence—not only sharing smoke, but a secondhand kiss with each pass of the filter between you two. Every now and again, Leon ashes the cigarette onto an old glass tray sitting on the floor.
He keeps his hand loosely wrapped around your ankle the entire time, fingers mindlessly tracing across your skin. Feeling a little bold, you slip your other foot into his lap, and he hums. Giddiness at the action makes you a little lightheaded.
He offers the butt to you. “Last one?”
You shake your head, “All yours.”
He takes one last drag of what’s left of the cigarette, then stubs it out in the ashtray. He lounges back on the couch, running his free hand through his hair.
“Actually.. what time is it?” He rolls his head to look over at you.
Squinting up at the silly cat clock on the wall, you read out the time. “You got a plane to catch?”
He rolls his eyes with a smile and gently pushes your feet off his lap. “No, I got a date with Heidi, said I’d pick her up at about six or so.”
Jealousy rears its green-eyed gaze and lasers you in its sights. The bubbly feeling from earlier sours, leaving confusion in its wake.
“Oh.” The word slips from your lips quietly, softly. You thought they had broken up? Squishing down that nagging voice in your head, you clear your throat. “Well, I’ll get out of your hair then.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” He stands up and holds his hand out to help you off the couch.
“Of course, we’ve got history together.” You clasp his hand and let him pull you alongside him. “Don’t stay out too late.”
He chuckles and nudges you with his elbow, “No promises.”
Pretending that doesn't slice into your heart as well as buoys the jealousy sitting like a stone in your chest, you nod and step around him. As you head for the opening of the garage, his fingers tangle with yours and tug you to a stop.
“Hey,” his voice is low and honeywarm when you turn to look at him. “Thanks for the music.”
He squeezes your hand gently, blue eyes searching your face. You can’t help but smile at him, squeezing his hand back.
“You’re welcome, Leon.”
He grins, boyish and happy, then drops your hand to grab up his lighter and empty pack of cigarettes to stash them back in his pocket.
“Later!” He calls out, and you watch him head into his house through the kitchen door.
Cradling your hand to your chest, you walk back to your house, deep in thought with your tangled feelings.
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Leon pulls into his driveway before the clock even strikes ten. He sits behind the steering wheel, eyes unseeing as he looks out the windshield. The date went off without a hitch; Heidi and he got along perfectly. But he couldn’t stop thinking back to you this afternoon. How you looked with a haze of smoke in the air, eyes glittering at him from across the couch.
You brought him another of your mixtapes, so shy and sweet—it’s cute, but he’s too chicken to ever tell you that. His heart lurched in his chest at seeing your face fall when he admitted why he had to leave early; it was telling in that you didn’t even realize you had done it.
Climbing out of his Jeep, he digs out his new pack of cigarettes and decides to light one up before going inside. With his thoughts still on you, his feet take him around the side of the garage to the oak tree straddling the invisible line between your yards. He leans against the trunk, eyes flicking up to your bedroom window and almost choking on the smoke he blows out from his mouth on a sudden exhalation.
The soft glow of the lamp on your nightstand bathes your room in a golden hue, fitting for the warmth mounting in Leon’s body. His eyes can’t stop taking you in, clad only in a loose shirt and sweats. He steps closer out from under the shadow of the tree to take a better look. You’re moving around your room, headphones over your ears, lost in your own little world.
Coming to a stop, Leon takes a long drag from his cigarette, slowly blowing out the smoke while he watches you dance around your room. You slip your sweats down and off, now only in your shirt and plain cotton panties. His heart pumps harder, pulse jumping in his neck. Leon knows he shouldn’t be peeping on you like this—knows he should turn around and go back home so you won’t think he’s some kinda pervert, but the temptation of you is too tantalizing.
You bend forward to drop something onto your nightstand and glance up, locking eyes with him. Leon doesn’t move except to pull the filter away from his mouth to breathe out a smoke ring. You slowly stand tall, body language cautious. He’s close enough he can see you bite your lip, seeming to make up your mind as you tug on the bottom of your shirt.
He can’t stop the low groan from slipping from his lips; thankfully no one is around, when you slowly bring your shirt over your head and drop it into the floor. You stand there, like a vision, in just panties and a bra. He brings the cigarette back up to his lips to take a long drag. You tease your fingers underneath your bra straps, slipping them down one at a time. Leon’s heart is in his throat, eyes never leaving yours as you reach behind your back and undo the clasps.
Once you bring your arms forward to let your bra fall away from your body, his eyes drop to greedily take in your bare breasts. Arousal pools in his gut while he stares at your soft peaks, your nipples hardening under his gaze. Cupping your breasts in your hands, you rub your thumbs over the tight buds, making him groan and run a shaky hand through his hair.
He drops the cig and stubs it out under his boot. Running his other hand down his thigh, he cups himself through his jeans, groaning at the pressure on his chubbed cock. He watches you bite your lip again, eyes fluttering when you lightly run your fingers around your areola before grazing your nipples. His palm presses harder onto his bulge, hips jumping at the dull pleasure.
You smile at him, secretive and coquettish, bending forward again to pick up the shirt you dropped earlier. Leon bites back the disappointed groan when you pull your shirt back on, blowing him a saucy kiss before closing the curtains on your window.
Leon shakes his head, arousal making his thoughts feel thick and slow. In a daze, he makes his way back over to his house and up to his own room. Deciding to take a cold shower before falling into bed, Leon knows that a line may have been crossed, and he’s not sure that he really cares.
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Apparently it’s something neither of you are going to bring up. You were already seated in your usual spot when Leon came rushing in, minutes from the lecture starting. He shoots you his usual smile and a quick hello before pulling out his laptop and textbook. You frown at him, a quizzical pull of your brows, and he just winks.
Shrugging a little, you turn back to the front of the class just as the teacher walks in, closing the door behind them. It’s silent between you two while the history lecture takes place. Once the lesson drags to a close, you wait for Leon to finish packing away his things.
“You wanna grab an early lunch? I slept through my alarm and missed breakfast,” he grouses, rubbing his eye with the palm of his hand.
“Sure. Anywhere specific?” You fall into step with him as you leave the classroom, skin feeling warm when your arms brush.
“Where’s that place that you found last week?” He pushes the door open, letting you exit the building first.
“Oh, it’s just around the corner. They’ve got a decent selection, sandwiches, wraps, and the like,” you purse your lips in thought, and Leon slips his arm over your shoulders.
Butterflies swarm your stomach, and you give him a side eye. It’s not unusual for Leon to do it, but after last night, you’re unsure of where you stand with him.
“Sounds good to me,” he yawns. “Damn, I gotta start heading to bed earlier.”
Neither of you say anything about why he was up late, and by the end of the day, it’s like some weird shared dream that you may have had—distant, yet the feeling remains.
And except for the times when you catch him staring, it’s business as usual, so everything’s fine between you two… right?
#kofi commission#kofi#fic request#commissions#fic commissions#leon s kennedy x reader#leon s kennedy x you#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy x you#best friend!leon s kennedy#best friend!leon s kennedy x fem!reader#fem!reader
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remember when i said chilchuck gets eaten in this au
#my art#chilchuck tims#dadchuck au#i was gonna draw more and then i got tired#chimera chilchuck is a certified Little Terror by the way he scurries around like a bug you've been trying to kill for half an hour#dunmeshi#dungeon meshi#deliciousindungeon#laios touden#falin touden#marcille donato#blood tw
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[in spanish] marstón
bonus:
#rdr2#red dead redemption 2#john marston#javier escuella#jovier#i was gonna draw epilogue john too but i got tired lmao#i have a similar page of yet more javier drawings but theres some doodles i still want to color before i post those fndbndbd#anyway<3#my art
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since people are talking about grey cats with blue eyes
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When your boyrfren is a morning person.
(Idk if Connie's not a morning person, but it'd be funny if she isn't.)
Connie doodles (and a Steven!)
#When you wake up already feeling tired 😭#Steven gave her a new blade again.#Pretty knife = Happy wife#Oh my gosh I actually finished a commission today. I;m behind again I only got six hours to draw this week TT-TT But at least I can#sleep early tonight I can finally catch up with my sleep hours#Lol I just realized Connie's new clothes make her look like an overachieving nerd XD#Imagine if she still wears her big round nerd glasses. 'Erm actually it's a [insert what specifically the type of dagger she has now]☝🤓#connverse#Connie Maheswaran#Steven Quartz Universe#Ah nerdcore fashion young adult Connie would be amazing 🤩 . I already headcanon she'd be a more scruffy one tho. 🤔 Guess#that's another alternative style to go off of 🤷♀️#Steven Universe#He gonna hit her up with the 'Hello morning glory! ☀️🥰😘🥰💕' and Connie be looking like a nest#SU#my shiz#animated gif
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a deep sea danny for mermay~
i got inspired by @meowmeowmeowmeow4x's lovely fic, Dark Blue Moon and the Suffering Sun! I don't think my depiction of danny is completely accurate to the story, but i looooved the description of his transparent skin with visible bones and organs and wanted to give it a shot!
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dpxdc#pixel art#animation#mermay#mermaid#merman#tbh im guessing dannys supposed to look more like an orca in the fic#cuz black n white skin and a more streamlined bodytype for fast swimming#but i got possessed by a combination of “oooogh long tail danny my beloved” and “googling creepy deep sea creatures for 5 hours"#i was gonna draw damian peeking out from behind him but i got tired sdlfkhsdlfkhslrhk#bones tw#organs tw??? i dont know how to tag this sorry
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allergic to sleeves
#bg3#baldurs gate 3#karlach#karlach cliffgate#bg3 karlach#karlach bg3#i loveeeee drawing big strong armsssss and i love my huge wife#i was gonna make the bouquet more burnt but i got tired of working on this so i didnt LOL
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Her heart was beating in her ears like a marching band
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I’ve been getting back into drawing stuff for Rhythm Doctor again because of the Act 5 hype, so here’s a silly comic based on Mic Check by ReneeDekobora2042!! It was one of the first RD fics I read when I first got into the fandom, and probably one of the best (definitely up there with Clipboard Notes, victor if you’re seeing this hi LOL) so I thought it would be nice to make a short comic of one of my favorite parts. More ramblings & bonus doodles under the cut :]
I started working on this about a month an a half ago, and initially I just wanted to work on this as a small silly wacky fanart project that was supposed to look more like this
So like every sane artist I decided to make it harder for myself
Also some unused sketches based on the Rollerdisco Rumble Reprise custom level by Kabii!
These were my favorite panels during the sketching phase but I had to change the last couple panels to reference 2-3N instead because it made more sense timeline wise. Might render these someday tho because I'm still attached to them lmao
Last but not least shoutout to my discord friends for being there for my slow descent into madness (now if youll excuse me im going to go collapse now thank you for reading)
#rhythm doctor#nicole ting#cole brew#chiimo art shenanigans#usually im talkative in the tags but honestly ill jusdt#add them tomorrow im really tired LMAO#edit: hi im awake now time to start rambling!!!111!!1111!#bro the STRUGGLE i had to go through to make sure it was exactly 7 pages#i saw the opportunity and SNATCHED IT#somehow the hands werent that hard to draw#but i struggled on the eyes instead?????#art is fun#ive noticed liek#3 inaccuracies#no ones gonna notice so its fine lmao#cocole has taken over my life i swear#ive got some more cocole art that i might post sometime#im so normal about them fr#cocole
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Another Funguary mother spore.... lilac coral fungus......
cw body horror this time. mushrooms are ~scaryyy
#my art#cw body horror#cw blood#funguary#i'll have to do three and four tomorrow..........#grian#mother spore#i was gonna draw more spores but i got TIRED OF IT
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just a couple of fly-types beating traffic early in the morning <3
(reblogs are much appreciated! this one took a few days to finish,,,)
[image id: a digital drawing of a handful of sonic characters flying through the sky, backlit by the sun. the characters are Rouge, Silver, Jewel, Wave, Tails, Charmy, and Whisper, who is holding the end of Tangle's tail. theyre all flying in the same direction, facing left. /end id.]
#iiii probably couldve been more thorough with that img id but i dont really have the spoons im gonna be honest.... i hope this is suffice!!#still getting the hang of img ids if im being honest..#also pls dont say 'what about x' in tags i already struggled with choosing who to add in this and got really tired half way thru </3#twip draws#sonic#sth#sonic the hedgehog#sonic fan art#tails the fox#miles tails prower#charmy bee#charmy the bee#silver the hedgehog#rouge the bat#wave the swallow#jewel the beetle#whisper the wolf#tangle the lemur#whisper and tangle
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made an aventurine fandesign based on my one sketch of him in claras dislytes outfit
alt version thats more accurate to his og design
#also changed his boss design a bit to make him more monster-y#honkai star rail#hsr#aventurine#hsr aventurine#kakavasha#click for better quality#i was gonna show the back design of him too but i got tired xx#the feathers are a hassle but so pretty so i probably wont draw him in this design all the time
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What’s up with this guy and sitting in chairs
#Pathologic#Daniil Dankovsky#I was gonna draw more gay lil sits but I got too tired :(#Fun fact his little medical bag is an antique leather gladstone bag
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well...
congrats to lucifer's overwhelming "win"!
#it was a luci sweep#listen i thought it would be more even cause “two most popular” u know?#(and i was gonna do malleus vs lucifer originally but knew hed get smeared across the pavement and switched to mammon to be more fair)#but i underestimated how much people love mams#so lucifer got demolished in a day#so are yall impressed by my gif making skills.#...okay its not my strongest suit!#obey me#obey me nightbringer#obey me lucifer#om lucifer#obey me mc#death note#i wanted to doodle asmo as misa misa and satan as L but didnt have the time#maybe in the future if i remember#okay ive run out of poll questions so imma slow down on all the drawing before i tire myself out lol#lucifer: do you have any favorites?#mc: of course not! i love everyone equally#mc once lucifer is out of earshot: *grabs mammon* it's you and by A LOT#my art
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cw // tattoos, slight nudity
timeskip! whitney x eri (pc)
i need to make whitney a dad ;;w;;;
reference used for the art under the cut!
(unfortunately i've lost the source for the ref pic, so if anyone can be so kind as to link i'll add the link to the post!)
#imma say considering my tired state#im super proud of how this came out#im probably gonna have a diff opinion when i wake up tomorrow but hey#thats tomorrow me's problem#anyways ive been having rlly bad baby fever lately so im trying to quell it#also because ihave exams next week i can't keep procrastinating by drawing 😭#anyways whitney pregnancy content when -#(slides vrel a crisp 5 dollar bill)#tattoos cw#slight nudity cw#fan art#art#mine#my fan art#my art#eri the orphan#whitney the bully#whitney x pc#dol#dol pc#dol whitney#degrees of lewdity#dol related#whitney is 100% the kind of dad who'd immediately cover up all vulgar tattoos with something more acceptable#esp as soon as eri got pregnant jhbrebfbjherf#HNNGHHH I NEED WHITNEY PREGNANCY CONTENT BADLY#IM ABOUT TO BITE SOMEONE I SWEAR
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Marinette discovers something important about herself. We're all very proud of them!
Maybe a little too early for pride month but it's whatever.
#miraculous ladybug#multimouse#marinette dupain cheng#alya cesaire#rena rouge#chat noir#adrien agreste#miraculous headcanon#demigirl#long post#non binary spectrum#flame draws#gender queer Marinette#demigirl Marinette#lgbt#I had to embellish Multimouse's design a bit#both to get the white on there#and cause I like them having a little shoulder cape thing#I kinda hate Chat's Pan colors#just because I didn't want to add more color zones#since the point is for their SUITS to be color-picked pride flags#But I had to cheat by changing his hair since this boy is ALL ONE COLOR!!#You've heard of Rena Rouge and Rena Furtive#Now get ready for Rena Deux!#The good thing was that I got some of the cutest Multimouse faces ever#I was gonna give Rena and Chat their tails but I'm too tired after putting way too much energy into this tiny cute comic
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I miss nier. I have to watch the automata anime
#nier#nier automata#A2#2B#9S#great perfect! what collab was this? or something a cafe event? i dont remember thats how long its been#or was it a clothes collab hold on now i have to find out#IT WAS DON QUIXOTE. you went and got acyrllics shirts cards etc idunno i didnt go these were the designs#it happened in july. that's how long I've had this sketched out? or at last thats how long ive had A2 sketched out#the 2b and 9s were sketched last year in like August. they were wearing the shirts they made in the anime#my motivation died before i could finish especially because i already drew the shirts and class started again i did not want to line#it was the week of dad nier's birthday. this is what was replaced cause i drew dad instead and that took a slot in my art making machine#so when the don quixote collab came out i was like great i already have a base and added A2 in cause i felt bad i never draw her#A2 is my favorite but like. I do not be acting that way#in fact i drew the shirts 3 times cause they had like 3 designs each. but i was just gonna draw the aji o kutta shirt again#cause its my favorite#my life update is ive had two different ppl be like 'you're cool lets be friends i wanna know more about you' and i keep thinking about it#cause that's not...ive got alarm sirens in my head. i make my friends by we keep bumping into each other in class and eventually get lunch#or in the case of my one classmate we came from the same school and had the same classes together for like 3 semesters he was like#are you stalking me like BRO?? i miss him#that or my last friend fed me attention like you might feed a wild deer popcorn in the woods and thats how we got close#so pardon me if im unfamiliar with 'i wanna get to know you' cause that's not. that's not...you want something from me.#i dont have time to make new friends right now though i am drowning in assignments#my current friends already have a hard time getting me to go anywhere. i was supposed to go see Look Back w them but i was so tired#'fed me attention' a better example is getting hearts with someone in harvest moon or stardew valley. im like that
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