#leon kennedy fic rec

[nana1000night]

Yeah yeah, just a jacket 😌😌

‘So…are you and Leon like, a thing?’ Ashley asked from beside you.

‘No. Just business partners.’ You replied shortly.

‘Could’ve fooled me.’ Luis said from your other side as you, him, Ashley followed after Leon’s lead through the harsh rainfall.

You cursed yourself for not wearing weather appropriate clothes and cursed yourself even more so when you felt a tickle within your nose that came out as a harsh sneeze.

‘Achoo!’

Leon stilled in his footfalls as he looked at you, Ashley and Luis from over his shoulder, eyes scanning between the three of you as though determining which one of you three has sneezed but stopped the internal deductions when his grey/blue hues halted on you.

Wordlessly, Leon removed his jacket and walked over to you where he then placed it over your shoulders, his hands lingering a little longer on your arms afterwards. ‘What’re you doing?’ You asked. ‘You were cold,’ he stated rather mater of factly, ‘so until you feel better, keep the jacket on.’

With that being said, Leon then returned to leading the journey fourth as Ashley and Luis both looked at you with teasing smiles and raised brows. ‘Oh shut up, it’s just a jacket.’ You muttered, tugging the article of clothing closer to your being as you walked on ahead of them and after Leon.

[shycloudkitty]

You're too sweet for a monster like me

Summary : Leon's drowning his pain and suffering with whiskey. But you might be his true salvation.

Pairing : Vendetta Leon! × Fem Reader (A little bit of pre vendetta)

Tags : Established relationship, self deprecating talk (Leon does with himself), mostly angst with little comfort. (But it's there) and alcoholism

A/N: Update on why I disappeared for a while. It's because things got rocky with my academics and I recently broke up :( But not to worry I'm not gonna let a little heartbreak set me back.

And for this fic I'm thinking it to be a little pre vendetta Leon, like the incidents that led to him having depression in Vendetta.

It's gonna a be short fic, may or may not write a part 2 about this. Let me know!

WC: 1.6K

Sound of whiskey getting poured in a glass fills the emptiness of the living room he was in. After all this was all he could do, the only thing he had control in his poor pathetic life.

One mission after another after another. Leon was getting tired after endless fights with the B.O.Ws, corrupt governments in countless countries that were ‘speculated’ to have a new damned virus or a bioweapon war waiting to happen.

And every damn time he was supposed to deal with it, he was supposed to do the government’s dirty work for them, he was supposed to fight every goddamned ugly creature created by the worst of mankind, he had to carry out every gut wrenching decision that government instructed him to do, everytime he was the last man standing and he was never gonna get out of this cycle.

Yes, that's right. He was just a little puppet for the government that was supposed to fight B.O.Ws for them. Someone who was blackmailed into this life and do their bidding, by of course the government.

At first, he tried to take it positively and thought of how many people he could save like he always wanted to and at such a large scale. Something he was extremely passionate about since he was a kid… saving people's lives, protecting them. That's why he wanted to be a cop and now that he was a government ‘special’ agent he would be able to do more.

But he definitely didn't expect the destruction those missions would cause on his own self too, taking every piece of his humanity, every last hope he seemed to have, gone & extinguished in the flames of every bioweapon war he was called in. He definitely didn't expect and could never have anticipated what he was getting thrown into.

When will this cycle end?

A question he thought every second of his life but never had the answer. Forced to play hero each time and with no real win, fighting was like choosing between the lesser of two evils.

He was just a weapon, just a pawn that the government moved each time when they wanted to achieve something. And why would a pawn's life matter in the grand scheme of things? A pawn was created just to be shot down. And that's what he was.

While he was lost in thoughts and his whiskey all alone. He almost missed the soft voice whispering his name, such a gentle voice calling out to him. Feeling a soft hand on his back, trying to get his attention. He turned back to see who it was… and there was the reason. You.

Soft eyes looking at him with a sympathetic smile asking him how he was or that he had eaten anything today?

Leon slowly shook his head to get out of the fog clouding his brain and blinked a few times to focus on you.

Leon's words slurred as he spoke “What?”

“I asked how are you doing today?” Your soft words of concern clearing his brain fog better, making him aware of his surroundings and himself.

Leon blinks once more and looks down at his whiskey and then back at you. “... Better than yesterday.” A lie, he was the same as yesterday.

He could see her lips twitch in a small smile as she sat down besides him on the couch and said. “You're a terrible liar when drunk…”

Leon managed a soft huff at her reply. It almost weirded him out that you could see through him, but he guessed that's what happens when you have someone who cares for you. Leon looked away, sighing deeply and replied. “I'm just tired…”

Leon heard a soft sigh, feeling the soft couch dip a bit as she shifted closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder and gently held his hand. “Leon… I'm always here for you, you know that right? I may not be able to give solid advice to you, but I'm a good listener.”

You could feel him relax under your touch a bit and saw him look your way from the corner of his way, still not facing you. “...I know.”

“So, you know I'm also worried about you?”

Leon winces at that, the last thing he wanted was you to worry about his pathetic self. You already have done so much for him just staying by his side through all this. Hell, you were an angel just for putting up with him and actually loving him. You weren't supposed to be worried about him and you definitely weren't supposed to fall in love with him.

Leon clears his throat and shifts a little bit away from you although he didn't let go of your hand and says. “I…It's nothing.”

You couldn't help but frown at how closed off he was being for the last few days, you understand that his last mission was rough although he never went into details about his missions with you. And you knew he needed space to process all of it but you hated the way he was ‘processing’ his loss. Drinking, lost in thoughts and closing off when you tried to get close. It was hard for both of you.

You slowly shifted towards him again, getting close to him once again. Gently taking the whiskey glass from his hands and moving it away from him. “Leon…”

He looks back at you and he looks…lost. A raging storm of emotions present in those pretty blue eyes of his that you loved so much. “I know it's hard Leon and I'm happy to give you space to think but the way you're doing it… is making me worried.”

You took a deep breath and continued. “Is there anything I can do to help? I can't… see you like this.”

He closes his eyes and deeply sighs once more, years of weariness and defeat visible on his face. He shakes his head and whispers. “You're not supposed to worry about me…”

Leon feels soft hands cup his face gently as she replies. “Can't help it. It sorta happens when you care.”

Leon opens his eyes to see you staring at him with a soft warm smile, your faces close. He presses his forehead against yours for a while trying to calm his anxious thoughts. He then pulls you closer by your waist, pulling you in a hug and burying his face in your neck and taking a deep breath. Your scent filling his senses and offering some peace that he needed to ground himself.

He often wondered what he did to deserve you? Did God or whatever the power universe has, take pity on him and decide to gift him an angel? You were always so sweet, so gentle with him, loving, caring, understanding. You were his sunshine and he couldn't look away. All he could do was soak up in the warmth that you always seemed to radiate everywhere you stepped.

You were perfect and it scared the hell out of him.

He was scared that one day you will see the monster he actually was. That one day you will wake up and see him for who he was, the things he had to do to make a living and think what a disgusting monster he was, what he truly was… not some ‘Hero’ or the ‘Golden boy’, just some monster and a weapon crafted to perfection to destroy the undead. And he hopes that day never comes.

He continues to hug you tightly to himself, his face buried in your neck as he takes deep breaths to calm himself. He then softly whispered. “You smell…like daffodils.”

The sudden comment made you chuckle a bit and kissed his cheek, hugging him tightly. “Yeah, I bought a new perfume today, didn't think you would notice. Does it smell bad?”

“... No, it smells good. It suits you.” And sighed deeply. He then whispered. “You're too sweet for me. Don't know what you see in me.”

You turned to face him and kissed his cheek. “don't say that… I see that you're a hard working, resilient person who keeps going even when the odds are stacked up against him. Whatever it is that you're going through… you can pass through it.”

He turned his head to face you, his expression softening into something more vulnerable as you say that. Clearly touched by your words. Feeling a lump rise in his throat as he closes his eyes once more and exhales shakily.

You were so…innocent. You had no idea what was going on in his head or what actually he turned into. You also had no idea about the vicious but repetitive cycle he was in.

Opening up about this life of his…would ruin such a sweet and innocent thing like you, he was sure of that. He knew you weren't a kid or anything or that you never faced hardships in your life. But this…he can't tell you about what he faces out there, what kind of ugliness his line of work shows him everyday, the dark side of humanity.

He can't taint the only ray of sunshine he ever found in his life.

You look up at him with that sweet dazzling smile, thinking he was someone ‘great’. But reality couldn't be farther from the truth.

Hello everyone! Long time no see, I'm sorry for my disappearance. I promise I will try to be regular now, I know this was short I will probably try to make a part 2? Idk but this was mostly written for my creativity to start flowing again. If you liked it please like it and reblog. I would be very grateful 😊

Fun fact: Daffodils are a sign of hope!

Thank you for reading this, hope you have a good day!

-Bella

[wazzappp]

'You Pay the Cost' snippet got me acting UNWISE

@cannibal-wings I AM ENJOYING HIS FERAL BEHAVIOR A L O T

[porcelainseashore]

It was a real honour to have @folyxfanart work on this for me. To say that her artwork is stunning is simply an understatement. It is so much more ❤️

I’m about to be rather vulnerable as this piece is something close to my heart. For the past few months and counting, I’ve been writing a crossover Leon x Reader fic where I placed Resident Evil characters in the universe of Vampire: The Masquerade. It’s been a real rollercoaster ride and pretty much my biggest project to-date, which started out as me just wanting to write about two fandoms I love for myself. I am my own worst critic and each week pressing that ‘Post’ button is unimaginably nerve-wrecking. 

That said, commissioning Folyx has been such a dream. It was so nice to indulge in something without any judgment, and her creativity and dedication is like a breath of fresh air. She drew RE2R Leon as the Toreador vampire I gave life to and his ‘Angel’ — a version of Reader whom he Embraced (*I usually treat her as a soft OC in my stories).

Toreadors in love? What’s new, most say. Well, these two have certainly been on a helluva journey, and have more trials and tribulations to face. There’s something comforting is seeing them finally accept themselves and each other, exchanging and consuming vitae, lost yet found in their better half’s arms.

A thousand thanks, Folyx, it is everything and beyond that I could’ve ever asked for! 🙏

[nana1000night]

I literally have no thoughts except Leon mocking you softly while eating you out over and over until you’re full blown sobbing.

!! NSFW, MINORS DNI OR I’M KICKING YOUR SHINS IN !!

Your body tried desperately to shuffle away from his mouth, a squeal ripping from your lungs as his large hands kept such a firm hold on your thighs. Keeping your legs spread open for him, giving him easier access to the blossoming red of your throbbing cunt from what felt like endless hours of orgasm after orgasm. Cum after cum, Leon spitting into your open pussy just so he could delve back in with his tongue and open mouth, lapping up as much of you as possible. He was insatiable, all low moans and growls against your sensitive flesh. Eyes scrunched so tight that a crease was forming between his brows. Mumbling every few minutes statements of ‘right there?’ and ‘aw, poor thing.’ when you squealed and kicked in overstimulation.

His week away had been nothing but fucking hell. You had him pussywhipped without even realising it. It was so torturously hard trying to focus on the task at hand when all he could think of was your dainty hands on his chest as you rode him, hearing your little sighs and whimpers with every rock of your hips. You were infecting him no matter where he went. That’s why he jumped your bones as soon as he got out of his usual after-mission shower. Spreading you wide for him. He needed this. He needed you. Needed to feel those legs shaking in his grip as you wailed and squeaked about how it was too much, begging him to slow down or stop but it all fell on deaf ears. Let’s face it; if you really wanted him to stop you would’ve safeworded and all actions would have been halted.

But you didn’t, and because you didn’t your hands were trying to help in your pitiful attempt to clamber away from Leon. You couldn’t possibly have any more to give him, you were a panting mess of drool, face hot and back sore from constantly arching off of the mattress.

“One more, pretty. One more.” He spoke into the velvety part of your cunt. That was the biggest lie ever. It was always ‘one more’ with him. One more turned into two, and then after that you’d likely pass out cold from exhaustion. But it was worth it for him. He was fucking feral off of you.

He was pulling your swollen clit back up into his mouth to suck at it once more, snapping an incredibly sensitive band in you. Listening to you squeal out, crying with weak hands trying to paw his head away from you partnered by pathetic attempts at pleas to stop. Your strength difference was always so clear in times like this, and that only made him more insane.

“I can’t!” You sobbed out, a sharp gasp falling from your lips as he pushed his face and nose even further against you, something you didn’t believe was even possible. His knees dug harshly into the bed to keep him steady, almost lifting your hips from the plush mattress as he ate you out like his last meal. Drank you in like he was a man that wandered the desert for days on end. It was obvious since the start that Leon had a particular liking when it came to eating you out, in fact he was often rather enthusiastic about it. If anything he begged to go down on you whenever you had sex.

“Poor sensitive baby.” It was a taunt, you could feel the hot air of his breath inside of you which led to another whine.

He was just so obsessed with how you tasted; better than any liquor or whiskey no matter the price, a finer meal than anything else on earth. So when you tried to push him away, tried to make a feeble attempt to interrupt his dining, trying to take away his favourite toy in the world, it was no wonder he was growling.

Overstimulation wasn’t rare with Leon, in fact it was pretty common when he’d come back from a shit day. But you never got used to how it made your whole pussy feel like it was puffed up and swelling, how you could feel that milky substance trickling down from your fucked out hole as he made you cum over and over. As he nuzzled his nose against your clit as one would do so innocently to someone’s neck. Nothing prepared you for this, not ever. Not even him warning you beforehand. But that was something you weren’t given this time around.

With a yelp of surprise he tugged you right back towards him, tired of your pointless squirming away.

“Don’t run, sweetheart. C’mon, give me one more.” His tongue waved side to side as he shoved it back into your drooling cunt, curling up, up until he pressed right against that spongy part inside of you. In an instant you were sobbing highly, weakly, submitting completely to him as a pile of shaking limbs. Letting the fat tears fall between your mewls and cries, struggling to breathe through your strained windpipe from your endless heaving.

“Fu-uck Leon!”

It was a painful edge to teeter on, feeling like you couldn’t give him anymore but being so close to giving it all to him. You were lucky you hadn’t passed out yet.

That blur between reality to dreaming was starting to hit you. Your eyelids drooping, tongue poking out slightly through parted lips, spit dribbling down your chin. A fucked out mess that was unknowingly cumming again, clenching and pulsing around Leon’s tongue until he was groaning into you. “Good girl. Good fuckin’ girl.”

As his movements slowed you couldn’t help but let yourself think that he was finally done. That his hunger was satisfied, that he’d gotten his fill of you and you’d now be able to wipe down and cuddle into him. That was one of your favourite parts of this - being so vulnerable, wearing nothing but his shirt as you curled up on his chest, sighing and mumbling soft gibberish with Leon’s hand stroking over the back of your hair. You had hope, especially when he was running his thumb in gentle circles over your twitching hip.

That hope of it stopping vanished completely when he spat another fat glob of saliva onto the blooming red of your cunt. You whined out, back curling you inwards towards the bed, feeling Leon press soft kisses to your shaking inner thighs. Hooded blue eyes stared up into your own, filled to the brim with need. He muttered against your skin.

“I know you got one more in you, baby. Aren’t I making you feel good? Give me what I want, sugar. One more time.”

‘One more time’.

It was always ‘one more’ with him.

[ch3rrixbxmb]

🔴-smut

All mine 🔴

Crush culture 🔴

Sleepy 🔴

Down for the count 🔴

Longing for love🔴

Whiny boy 🔴

Scandalous 🔴

Stop moving 🔴m!reader

Pillow party 🔴

Comforts you after a breakup 🔴

He cleans his gun while you Clean him🔴

Fed up🔴

Sex pollen🔴

Endurance training 🔴

Pinned 🔴(ish more suggestive then smut )

Trunk

Wash his hair

Cool rider

Catch these hands!

Wake up call

Hitched

Code pizza

Home

Elevation

Cramped

Dove

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[kris-bliss]

I appreciate and love writers cause im one myself. And I love the oneshots I read like all the time. BUT I desperately need more actual fics. I love the smut but I want genuine story. I want the romance and gut wrenching truth with Leon's mental health.

Slowburn, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers. ANYTHING. I just need me some fics, it doesnt even have to be finished, as long as its FULL OF WORDS. I'll be happy.

If anyone has fic recs PLEASE GIVE THEM. Im reading this one unfinished fic and it's so so good, its on ao3 and Leon and us are like southern and I love it. Heres the link!

Theres my monthly rant, I'll hopefully write soon. I REALLY NEED REQUESTS OR LIKE IDEAS PLEASE. 🙏

[zirethart]

Comfort Character Leon S. Kennedy & style exploration, included the 'low' contrast version and the 'high' contrast version because I kinda liked both of them

[nana1000night]

Hiiiii 🥺 I've been around for a while but never requested before dkejsjs but I love your work sm <33

Can I request something with re2r leon, please? He's such a sweetie ☹️☹️ I was wondering if he could come home exhausted from a day of police stuff, and his sweetie pie girlfriend surprises him?? She's all excited to see him and she's made him homemade chocolate covered strawberries and bought balloons for him n decorated just for funsies or somethin? She just wants him to feel loved and appreciated

She has v much 🐕 energy :D

Surprises!

{You surprise Leon after a long day at work}

Aww thank you for requesting this is too sweet!! 💕

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People are hard to work with especially when those people are rebellious teens that want to break into places they’re not meant to. Don’t get it wrong Leon loves his job, he loves helping those in need, but god it had its challenges.

It would’ve been fine if it was just one bad day, but for the past two weeks, his job had been nothing short of terrible, whether it be the mountain of paperwork that seemed to find his desk or the rambunctious teens of Racoon City.

You knew that he’d had a tough couple of weeks at work, you noticed whenever he texted you it was always with very brief and vague answers, even his bright smile had dimmed. It hurt to see. That’s why you decided to go ahead and make him chocolate-covered strawberries and decorate the living room with fun coloured balloons.

You smiled proudly at the banners and balloons that decorated the living room as you placed down the plate of chocolate-covered strawberries. Leon would be home any second now.

You immediately perk up as you hear the door open, “Baby? I’m home” he calls out with a tired voice and you gladly go and greet him, wide smile and all as you help him with his bag, and you can’t help but notice how the stress seems to hang over him.

He was wearing his R.P.D jumper and his hair was messy due to the spring weather. He shuffles closer to you letting his head drop onto your shoulder with a soft huff.

Your fingers thread through his hair, “Another tough day sweet thing?” You ask, turning your head to press a loving kiss to his cheek, he nods, mumbling something about how he was ‘glad to finally be home’.

His arms wrap around you holding you closer to him as he relaxes into your warmth, you smile, and a feeling of excitement tingles through your chest as you pull away ever so slightly.

“Hey, I’ve got a surprise for you” you whisper, giggling at the way his head lifts up from your shoulder his eyebrows pulled up in surprise.

He tilts his head ever so slightly, “Really?- you didn’t have to angel” he says, chuckling when your hands cover over his eyes as you stand behind him, guiding him into the living room.

“I wanted to— okay keep your eyes closed,” you tell him as he nods gently, you step in front of him. “Alright, open up”

You study his face as his eyes glance around the room with a grateful smile that splays across his face and you watch how his eyes seem to light up. His hands rest on your hips as he looks at you.

“Thank you, baby, this looks amazing- I-- are those chocolate strawberries?” He says walking over to the plate as he picks one up biting down on the sweet treat, and you chuckle at the way he hums in delight. Chocolate collecting in the corner of his mouth.

He looks over at you with wide, bright eyes as he nods his head in agreement, "Whoa- baby, these are really good" he says, and you can't help but feel prideful at the way his stress seems to melt from his otherwise tense body.

“You’ve got a little something” You giggle as he wipes at the corners of his mouth.

His hands cup either side of your face gently, “You mean everything to mean, I hope you know that” he tells you, with nothing but love in his tone. “Thank you for this- for everything”

“I know sweetie, I love you” and before you can say anything else his lips are pressed against yours, small gentle pecks that turn into a sweet love-filled kiss and nothing but appreciation drips from him.

He tilts his head to deepen the kiss as his hands rest against the back of your head, his tongue pushes against yours and the sweetness of the strawberries only makes you chase for more.

“I love you too” he whispers against your lips, and his heart skips a beat as your thumb grazes against his cheek, he was amazed by how you had the power to completely change his mood. You made everything in Leon’s life seem perfect.

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[solarmidnight]

Chreon Fic Rec List!

As promised, here is my Chreon fic rec list. Please leave a comment and kudos to show these authors some love!

If you are a fanfic author and find your fic on this list and you'd like it removed, please message me and I will remove it immediately.

Please make sure to read the tags for each fic for warnings/triggers.

Be My Remedy by tirsynni (8K)

When Leon agrees to do a favor for Chris, he should have expected everything to go to hell. At least this time he isn't alone when the mission is done.

Persona Non Grata by Yuu_chi (26k)

A no strings attached arrangement with the love of your life seems like a good idea right up until you realize he's in love with somebody else.

you don't fare well without me by realpoutydadsurvives (23k)

Leon shuddered a breath out of his frozen lungs and asked numbly, “Why do you hate me?” There was a quiet more invasive than the deadly silence of the world beyond the walls protecting them and Leon hated himself for being so stupid— stupid fucking Kennedy saying shit he wasn’t supposed to say— fumbling for a way to cover up his fuck up, when Chris’s low voice broke the silence, saying, “I don’t hate you, Leon. I never have.” “Liar,” Leon accused softly into the darkness of their warm refuge. “You’re a f-fucking liar.”

fate changed (we keep loving as if the story isn't over yet) by fonulyn (note: past relationship Piers/Leon) (34k)

In hindsight, Leon knew the second he opened the door and saw Chris standing there, dressed in his service uniform, mouth pinched to a grim line and unable to meet Leon’s gaze straight. There was only one logical reason for it, only one way to explain why he was standing there like he would rather be anywhere else, and Leon almost slammed the door right in his face. “Leon, I…” Chris started, suddenly forgetting every single word he’d prepared. “Piers. He…” he trailed off, and risked a glance at Leon, who was standing there like a statue. It was like he wasn’t even breathing, with the way he was staring at Chris. “He saved my life. He saved Sherry. And he saved Jake. Hell, he probably saved the whole world, but he—” “Don’t.” - Or the one wherein no one really knows how to handle their grief, but somehow life goes on anyway.

Chris by Any Other Name by leftid (30k)

“Christopher Adam Redfield,” the rookie said, admonishingly. “You clean up your mess this instant.” “Who?” was Chris’ reply. ———————— Leon Scott Kennedy takes pity on Christopher ‘No-Middle-Name’ Redfield, and spends the next several years they know each other trying to find one. Technically it’s a series of 26 drabbles spanning from RE1 to RE8. A small line of plot managed to sneak into this episodic series.

Cocksucker by r3zuri (note: also features Krauser/Leon) (12k)

When Leon is ten, he tells his parents that girls are gross and he’s never getting married. They tell him he’ll change his mind when he’s older.

Collide by NovelNormandy (8k)

“Oops,” Chris says and Leon huffs a surprised laugh, now using his grip on Chris’s arm and the back of his neck to help hold his weight. “Sorry.” Leon shrugs, looking back at him. “It’s from IKEA.” “So what do I owe you, like 38 bucks?” Leon adjusts his hold on Chris, wrapping his legs firmly around the other man’s hips. “Can think of another way you can get me back.”

Welcome Back by nanaa127 (5k)

After an extended mission, Leon unexpectedly shows up at a conference Chris is attending. Chris is happy to see him. Very, very happy.

New Rookie by leonsknife (6K)

There's a new rookie at the R.P.D. and he's caught Chris' attention.

who am i after tasting you? by chthonicheart (38K)

“I fear the entire floor might have heard us last night,” Chris starts. Leon’s ears start ringing. What? “Yeah, I know. The server told me to tell you he gives us his ‘sincerest congratulations.’” “Christ,” Leon mutters, mostly to himself. “If only this complimentary breakfast came with complimentary mimosas.” 

One Tomorrow at a Time by Requiem (37K)

During the fight with Arias, Leon gets infected and turns into a B.O.W. Chris is not giving up on him that easily.

as i drown in irresistible love by FireandLightning (5K)

It's a late night at the BSAA offices when Chris receives a text from Leon containing a photo of Leon himself next to... Chris can get very, very jealous of people flirting with Leon sometimes. Leon knows just how to turn that jealousy to his advantage, especially for when he wants to get literally demolished and punished suitably by Chris Redfield.

[cupidscrule]

DOLL FACE

Leon Kennedy/F reader

Short n smutty

You and Leon in a small closet <3

700 wrd, no tw

Not proof read

You and Leon had been cornered by ganados, he managed to find a decent hiding spot for you two. He sat in a cramped closet, pulling you into his lap as it was the only way you two could have space, and for you to be the safest. you started squirming and uncomfortably adjusting until you felt a hand go around your mouth shutting you up, he groaned annoyed at you muttering words you couldn't hear

"Sit still, and shut up." He growls in a low tone, holding you down by your shoulders "Stop. Moving. " He says letting go of your mouth, you and Leon were mission partners sent to rescue the president's daughter, a lot of shit happened and you still weren't close to finding this blonde bitch. You and Leon were surrounded by ganados, no where to turn, now you were forced onto his lap as he treats you like a dog. 'sit still' 'quiet' 'bad girl' he treated you like a child but this time it was next level, you didn't need to be "safe" you could've crammed next to Leon didn't need him to be a perv and place you on him, you could feel his hot breath on your neck, he moved his arms from your shoulders to your neck, pulling you into him. His breath fell upon the right side of your neck and you could feel how he breathed you in. Your throat went dry as he did so.With his right hand, he continued to hold a tight grip on the back of your neck so you wouldn't move.

"I'm trying to keep us from getting hanged on a meat hook and burned to death. So shut your dirty mouth." He whispered into your collar bone. "You got it?" You nodded slightly, he released his grip on you, you leaned into his chest, breath heavy.  He put his hand over your chest, trying to calm you down. You could hear them screaming just outside your hiding place, Leon's free hand snaked its way up your back, before going down and finding a handhold on your hip. A thumb caressed down to your upper hip, almost grazing your ass. His hot breath against your neck made you shiver in a tingle like sensation.

"Good girl" Leon muttered as he pressed you further into him. A small grunt escaped his lips as he adjusted his grip on you to keep you silent. A few minutes had passed, you could hear the echo of them still searching for you guys. Leon teasing the hem of your laced panties, a quiet whimper from your lips he knew what he was doing, and really right now? Was this really the time and place to fuck around. God I hate men. Hearing those sounds was his undoing though. He had been able to control himself before now but not now. He pressed himself against you, groaning softly as his grip around your hip got tighter, his hand went down your thigh, "Shh.." he whispered into your neck before gently biting it, taking advantage of the moment. You were stuck with him, life or death, you were vulnerable and didn't have any choice but to go along with him. His thumb pressed on your clit running his finger up and down the damp crease of your panties, "such a slut.." he muttered into your neck, his one hand on your stomach keeping you still and his other hand touching you, you leaned your head back, trying to keep quiet. ganados we're still being heard, you could hear them screaming shit in spanish, kinda ruined the mood. "Leon please we can't-" you whisper trying to push away from him, yourself breath hitched. There wasn't much room to squirm around in, you managed to get out of Leon's hands as he had a smug ass smirk on. He knew what he did, left you high and dry squeezing your thighs together, "Well, guess it's time we haul ass, princess." He says standing up half way, grabbing your arm and holding out a shotgun.

[the-babbering-dabber]

re chreon fan base I summon thee from the depths of your grave

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ok I'll looking for fic recs of a specific vibe:

I'm hoping for something that focuses on their (specifically Leons but both is good too) healing journey. can be early on, midway, or like in retirement.

but something that shows healing as a progress and love throughout that doesn't fix it immediately and completely but progress and things getting better. maybe there are some bad days, maybe some good day. I just want that vibe

[nana1000night]

hiii, i love your posts!!!

i was thinking about leon being jealous, we see a lot of fics where reader is being the jealous one, but i rlly think leon can be jealous too since he's afraid of losing you. So could you write leon being jealous over an ex boyfriend that reader had and reader and ex have a interaction (like the ex flirted with reader or sum like this) and Leon doesn't like? (it could be a smut if you feel like it)

𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐲 ; “ 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 ”

i love some good old jealousy trope gotta be my favorite gender

leon s kennedy x gn!reader

warnings ; mentions of toxic relationship, mentions of harassment, mentions of alcohol and intoxication

out of all the things that could’ve happened this evening this was definitely the last one on your bucket list. this was supposed to be a nice way to spend time with leon after he came back from a longer assignment.

you two decided to keep it simple and just go to your favorite downtown bar that you discovered by accident. as you were waiting for leon to come back with your drinks you saw someone sitting in front of you in your booth.

you hoped it was leon but when you looked back the person in front of you was the last person you wanted to see.

“ long time no see huh? i guess it was fate that brought the two of us here don’t you think? ” oh how you wanted to throw something at your ex right now. but the only thing you had on you was your purse and it was too damn valuable to waste it on an asshole like this.

“ no i don’t think so. go find someone else to bother. ” you kept you glare on them and prayed to the gods that they would just leave you alone. you tried keeping yourself busy to somehow convey the message that you wanted nothing to do with your ex but they didn’t seem to catch on.

“ don’t act like you don’t miss me. ” they started to lean in closer and you could smell the alcohol on their breath. you tried to move away as much as possible but that didn’t stop them from trying to touch you.

“ oh come on, don’t be like that… ”

“ i believe they made it clear they want you to leave. ” you looked up to see leon staring at your ex with a glare that could kill a person if he tried hard enough.

“ and who do you think you are, prince charming? ” you knew that in a moment they would have their ass handed to them by leon but getting kicked out of the bar was not your priority right now.

you stood up and grabbed leons hand. at first you tried to get him to follow you to the exit but he stood firmly, wanting to confront the person in front of him.

“ leon, come on. they’re not worth it. ” but he didn’t budge.

“ if i see you trying something fucked up again our next meeting is not going to end up so well for you. ” after that you were finally able to get leon out of there. his arm wrapped around you as he holds you as close to him as possible.

as you two walked to the car he gave you a kiss on the top of your head. he knew about your past relationship and how it wasn’t healthy. at the same time he was pissed that some asshole ruined your evening but he already had an idea of how he could cheer you up.

“ let’s go home. i have something better in mind than going to a bar. what do you say hm? ”

[shycloudkitty]

Could this Valentine's Day be any better?

Summary: Unfortunately, you are sick this Valentine's day. All the plans you made were gone to trash. Although, Leon still tries his best to make it a special day for you and him. And by best it means… the one that both of you will remember for the lifetime. ;)

Pairing: Death Island! Leon × Gn! Reader

Tags: Tooth rotting fluff, leon calling reader sweet nicknames, leon being a caring boyfriend. (A bit of negative self-talk from the reader's side), Also there's a few Nsfw jokes and a bit of suggestive content so…Not that much so don't worry.

A/N: If you couldn't tell, I wrote this while I was sick and college exams being like a week away 🥲. Also I am single and valentine's just around the corner and yes, I am sick🥲🥲🥲. Personally, not a fan of this combination (It sucks here😭). Anyways, it gave me the perfect opportunity to be delulu about Leon.

So that's what this is - me being delulu, but I hope you all enjoy this fic and have a good day. Thank you to @nexysworld and @luniaxi for beta read🥰

(Also I know it's not Valentine's Day today. Like I said I was terribly busy🥲)

WC: 4.5K

It's Valentine's Day. The day of love. The day of sweet chocolates, beautiful bouquets and heartfelt love confessions.

It was a special day for couples, young or old. A reminder that pure love never grows old or wither away, in fact it only grows deeper as time passes by. The day was a reminder to cherish it as long as you can.

Which is what you would have been doing with your boyfriend today, if you weren't sick. Yes, you are sick, why? Because you have bad luck. A really terrible one.

Out of all 365 days in the year you had to be sick today. The most important day and say goodbye to all the romantic plans you made. The candlelight dinner, the cute dinner outfit you bought. But, no now you have to kiss it all goodbye and just grumble about what could have been.

To say that you were disappointed and angry was an understatement.

You blamed the seasonal changes for the condition you were in. You are in bed, not even having an ounce of energy to sit up properly, a bad throat, headache, body pain, cough and fever.

The only good thing was that your high fever had almost subsided only because of your sweet, caring, most down to earth person, your boyfriend made it his mission to take care of you during these tough times.

The moment he knew you were sick, he dropped everything he was doing and immediately wrapped a blanket around you after he had you settled in bed. Making you hot tomato soup, your favorite ramen, chamomile tea, anything that would help you feel better.

You were in your bed, trying to take a good rest but the body pain you had was making it really difficult. It was noon right now but what could you possibly do besides resting anyways?

“It will get better, just rest. I'm here.” He said as you complained about the condition you were in. He tried to soothe you with the sweetest smile he could muster, his warm blue eyes reassuring you that it will in fact get better even if you didn't believe it.

You clutched your head when you felt the pain coursing its way in your head, giving you a migraine. “I can't sleep Leon…it's so difficult.”

Leon could see the tears of frustration slipping from your eyes as the overall pain troubled you from getting you even a moment of relaxation.

And it broke his heart to see you in so much pain. Knowing he couldn't take the pain away entirely. Even if he was cooking you hot meals and soup it was still going to take some time to heal.

If it was up to him he would move mountains just for you to feel better even for a second. He wished he could just snap his fingers and take all the pain you had and give it to himself. Obviously, he wouldn't say it out loud cause he knew it would get you upset but he really wished he could do all that.

He was willing to suffer, if it meant you would never have to.

Your tired body slowly felt the warm calloused hands, slowly bringing you in his arms and hugging you tightly but keeping his hold gentle, so as not to cause you any discomfort as he cuddles with you. And pulled the blanket over you both to keep you warmer.

You looked up at him with a tired face as he gently rubbed your back with his hand. Slowly massaging your back with his strong fingers, trying to get rid of those sore spots. You felt his soft lips on your forehead giving you a loving kiss, which already had you melting in his big arms.

“Feeling better?” He asked in the softest voice possible and brought his other hand to your temple. Rubbing the sore spot with his thumb gently, which had you crying in pain earlier.

Your eyes slowly closed and a soft relaxed sigh escaped your lips as you gave a small nod. His gentle touch, the sweet voice, the soft kisses surely gave you a moment to relax.

Leon peppered soft, gentle kisses across your whole face while still massaging your back and temple. Soon he moved his hands to your waist to pull you more close so you were pressed up against his chest.

You looked up at him, opening your eyes for a moment, looking at him and wondering how could he even tolerate to even stay this close to you, while you had a running nose & weakness all over.

You didn't feel pretty or cute right now, you felt sick and horrible. Hell, even you wouldn't stay this close to yourself. But here he was… smiling down at you, massaging your sore spots, cuddling with you, trying his absolute best to help you regain your health.

“Have something to say, Darling?” He asked when he noticed you staring at him, lost in thought.

You sniffled a bit and replied. “You know… you will get sick if you stay so close to me.”

You heard a warm chuckle, feeling him hug you tighter. “Worrying about me even when you are sick? You are too sweet for your own good, y'know.”

You rolled your eyes and hit him lightly on his arm. “I'm not kidding.”

Leon chuckled once more seeing the glimpse of the playful attitude you always had. It made him feel better that you were feeling better enough to talk.

He smiled and shook his head lightly. “I will be fine. Relax.”

You huff and say. “You say that now, but if we both got sick at the same time there will be no one to take care of us. Like how will I take care of you? When I'm not even able to get out of bed?”

It wasn't like you weren't grateful for his actions. Of course you were, but if he got sick because of you, the guilt would definitely hit you in the chest about it. Also being sick definitely made you cranky.

Leon raises an eyebrow at your words and tries to hold in a chuckle seeing you argue with him on this, trying his best to be serious. He then smiled and cleared his throat and slowly replied. “Well… first off I'm not gonna get sick. Second… even if I actually got sick, I'm pretty confident I could still take care of you.”

You looked up at him again, a bit touched with his words. “Are you sure?”

Leon playfully rolled his eyes. “Honey, I got infected with viruses you couldn't imagine. This is nothing. So yes, I'm sure.”

Well… he had a point. But you still had something in your mind that you were itching to ask.

You sighed, snuggling up closer than possible. Trying to relax your mind with his scent. Trying to remind yourself that he was really here and not to some far off mission.

You bit your lips nervously. “Are you mad at me for ruining this valentine day?”

Leon’s expression softened further as he realized that you feel guilty. It wasn't your fault, you couldn't control it. Plus, this didn't ruin anything. Yes it was a bit stressful but that was okay, your health was more important than valentine day. If anything this brought you both closer than ever.

“Baby… you can't ruin it just cause you got sick. I love you. Always. Why would I get mad at such a thing? If anything I am glad I got to spend this time taking care of you.”

He pressed a kiss on your cheek and continued. “You can't ruin anything. Ever.” You sighed softly as he said that. A bit relieved that he at least doesn't think it was the worst valentine day ever.

You closed your eyes, feeling the body pain ease a bit. The medications and the cuddling was really taking a number on you. Almost ready to fall asleep.

Leon noticed how you became less chatty, slowly falling in and out of sleep. He slowly sat up in bed, careful not to disturb your sleeping form. And took hold of your legs and slowly started to massage the sore points present in the legs. Fingers applying firm pressure to relieve any pain that you were still having.

A sleepy sigh escaped your lips when you slowly felt the pain go away, transferring you into a state of deep relaxation…

Leon smiled to himself when he saw you sleep, free from any migraines or body pain that you may be having. He continues his massages till he is sure you won't wake up. He then puts a warm blanket over you, and softly whispers. “Get well soon baby, I have a surprise for you tonight…”

Leon gently kissed your forehead and moved away. Now he had to prepare for the surprise…

(Few hours later…)

You woke up after 3-4 hours. Your eyes slowly opened as it adjusted to the surroundings, you turned your head to look at the clock on the nightstand.

5:30pm

You sighed and looked up at the ceiling. You were definitely feeling a lot better now. The body pain was still there but it wasn't that bad. You were still feeling weak but didn't feel like you still had a fever.

A few minutes later you heard some shuffling outside the room. You lifted your head to see what was going on and saw Leon entering the room. He smiled when he saw you were awake.

And came by your side and kissed your cheeks lovingly and mumbled. “Good evening baby… Feeling better?”

You thought about it then gave a small nod with a sigh. “Mmhmm…”

Leon smiled and planted a few soft loving kiss across your face. “Good… Because I have a surprise for you.”

Your ears perked up as soon as you heard that magical word. Surprise. You looked up at him and said, “A surprise…? What is it about?”

He smiled seeing the small spark in your eyes at the mention and gave a wink. “A valentine dinner for us at home, prepared by yours truly.”

Your eyes widened and raised yourself slightly on your elbows to look at him properly. “Wait- As in… A dinner date for today at our home.”

His smile widened further as he took both of your hands and gave it a light squeeze and nodded. A blush rising in his cheeks. If you didn't know any better he was getting a bit shy and a tad nervous too. Such a cutie pie.

“Well… I thought since you were so upset about the whole situation and I know you had plans and everything… So… I decided to bring those plans to you.” You could swear his whole face turned into a cute puppy as he told you about his plan.

Your heart melted, no you felt like your whole body melted and formed a puddle in bed. The thought of him doing so much just to see you happy and cared was enough to give you a whole swarm of butterflies in your stomach.

You were glad Leon came into your life, glad that he chose to be with you. You didn't know what you did to deserve to have this amazing man all to yourself. His icy blue eyes, his sweet demeanor, the way he made you feel… It was amazing.

You didn't know what love was until you met him. Yeah, you thought what love was before him but being with him was just… magical. He remembered almost everything about you. Yeah, yeah the bar was in hell and whatever bullshit.

But if a man like him, who literally fought bioterrorism for a living. Who probably had the most stressful job on this planet did such thoughtful gestures, who almost turned into a puppy when he saw you, looked at you with such warm and sweet eyes… It was hard not to fall in love with him.

You gathered a bit of strength and immediately hugged him tightly, burying your face in his neck and dropping a kiss there. “Thank you… I love you.”

Leon chuckled as he hugged you back. “Love you too. And it's the least I could do.” he saw how your eyes almost started twinkling and how your face brightened up to a few notches. And that's how he knew the job was well done.

Leon dropped a light kiss on your lips and softly said. “Want to get ready for it?”

You gave a nod and he smiled. “Good…Want my help with any of it?”

You were still feeling a bit weak from the illness but it was a lot better. But you weren't stupid enough to say no to his request. So you agreed.

Leon being the gentleman he was, helped you get out of the bed and basically carried you to the bathroom to help you shower. Why would he let you walk when he could just pick you up like a cat and go wherever he wanted?

As you both entered the bathroom he helped you get out of your clothes, prepared some hot water bath, lit some of the scented candles that you preferred to have while taking a bath.

You relaxed in the bathtub while he started to wash your hair. Gentle fingers massaging your scalp, threading through your hair replacing the leftover pain with a feeling of pure bliss. You had a smile on your face as he continued and looked over at him.

“Thank you…”

He met your eyes and smiled. “For what?”

“For… everything. You are the best boyfriend I ever had.”

Leon's smile brightened, feeling a surge of pride in his chest, he then kissed your forehead. “At least I'm best at something.”

You chuckled as he poked your cheek playfully and went back to washing your hair. He then tilted your head a bit and slowly poured down water on your hair to get rid of the shampoo. He then helped you shower through the rest of the body.

When you were done, he helped you get out of the bathtub and wrapped a towel around you. You looked up to see him, to see his face getting scrunched up lightly as he focused on wrapping it tightly around you. You loved it when he would do that, he looked so cute when his nose would just scrunch up lightly as he focused on whatever he was doing. It was simply adorable.

“I feel like a kid getting help in dressing up after parents made me bathe.” You made note as he searched for your clothes through your closet.

Leon had a hearty laugh at the comment and gave you a playful shrug. “Get sick like a child, get treated like a child.”

He turned towards you, taking out the outfit that you previously bought for the ‘dinner date’ you both were supposed to have before you got sick. And helped you wear it.

You smirked at him. “Oh really? Should I start calling you daddy then?”

Leon paused for a moment, his eyes immediately flicking back to you. That nickname always did something for him. And you knew that very well…you couldn't help but just poke him a bit.

A blush rose in his cheeks as cleared his throat and said. “Uh huh… Why don't we just focus on the task at hand. Which is getting you dressed.”

You couldn't help but giggle as he avoided the topic. “Oh you don't like that? I could swear that you did.”

He gave you a stern look and narrowed his eyes a bit. “Babe… don't.”

You chuckled and decided to play dumb. “What? I was just asking.”

Leon cleared his throat again, his blush deepening and slowly said. “I am glad you are feeling good enough to tease me like that. Having fun?”

“Very”

“I could tell.”

You chuckled, deciding to cut him some slack. It's not like you wouldn't like to test his patience a bit more… Maybe after dinner you might.

Leon finished helping you dress up then he also helped you with your make-up, helping you tie your hair up in a bun when you finished giving touch ups to your face.

“Like a doll. You look amazing.” Giving your ass a light smack.

You squealed in surprise which made Leon grin wider and hug you tightly in his arms. And peppered kisses all over your face. “Feeling better?”

You nodded with a bright smile. “Yes, very much so.”

Leon grinned. “Ready for the big date then?”

You eagerly nodded and Leon took a blindfold from his pocket and held it in front of you. “Want you to wear this first.”

You gave a mischievous grin, opening your mouth to come up with a quip but Leon beat you to it. “It's for not ruining your surprise, dummy.” Rolling his eyes at your antics.

You scoffed playfully. “Hey, I didn't even say anything and stop calling me that. It's mean.” You gave a fake pout and Leon couldn't help but chuckle.

It was moments like these that made him feel like that life was worth living. The small domestic moments that he never thought he would get to experience. That perhaps it was worth fighting all those man-made monstrosities and risking his life, if this is what he came home to. His safe haven.

You were worth protecting and taken care of. You deserved every bit of love he had in himself and even his life if you wanted.

Leon turned you around as he tied the blindfold around your eyes. When he finished, he gave another light smack on your ass which made you chuckle. “Well this refreshes some memories.”

Leon kissed your neck and playfully whispered. “Want me to refresh them even more after the dinner?”

You blushed and even if you couldn't see his face because of the blindfold. You bet he was smirking down at you. “Well… Maybe?”

Leon chuckled, taking your face in his hands and kissed your forehead. “Well… I guess you have one more surprise after dinner then.”

You blushed even more and looked away. He grinned seeing you at a loss for words and smiled. Knowing he won that. He then took your hand and said. “Now dinner. Careful not to stumble down on anything.”

He then guided you out of the bedroom, helping you walk down the hallway to your surprise in the living room. He then stopped and slowly removed your blindfold.

Your eyes fluttered open and saw the scene in front of you. Your eyes widened and your hands flew to your mouth to contain the excitement filling your body.

The living room seemed like it was heaven of some sort. Filled with her favorite flowers, rose petals on the floor guiding the way towards the table, present in the middle of the room. The table was decorated with a beautiful centerpiece, filled with roses. The whole room was decorated with red balloons and candles.

If you didn't know any better, you would have thought you were gonna get proposed or something.

Wait-

You immediately turned around and gasped as you saw him down on one knee. An engagement ring in his hands looking up to you like you were his whole world. You were his whole world.

And it seemed like the whole world stopped for a moment, just for the two of you to have this.

You had like dozens of questions running through your head. Like how the hell did he plan all this? Did he take some help? Of course he did. But how did he do all this, the planning and decoration? And was this really even happening? Or your imagination? Was he really proposing to you? Like right now???

Leon noticed that you were well… speechless. So he took one of your hands and gave a gentle squeeze. That seemed to get you out enough of your confusion and shock. Your voice came out in a little whisper. “Leon… I…”

You didn't realize at first but you had started tearing up. Wiping your tears, you looked down at him and he was almost there, on the verge of tears but holding it in for your sake. He gave your hand a gentle squeeze and cleared his throat. “Did you like it…?”

You had a small chuckle & managed a nod while you were tearing up. Oh, it wasn't even a question that you liked it. You loved it.

Leon looked down at the ring in his fingers once more. He had a whole speech prepared on how he always thought you were the one. (Which Claire and Sherry helped him prepare;)). Now he swore he forgot all of it when the actual moment came.

Leon cleared his throat and looked up at you. You looked stunning, even with tears running down your cheeks you looked the most beautiful person ever stepped on this earth. He took a deep breath and started. “Well… to start… this is not how I planned things would go…”

Leon saw you getting confused a bit then explained. “I was originally gonna do it in the restaurant we were gonna go to… but then you fell sick and I had to bring some improvisation to my plan.”

Leon saw your little smile peeking and his confidence rose up a bit. “Umm… I had been thinking about this for a while. Like a year... And you were also dropping hints all over so yeah, I wasn't dumb enough to not understand them…”

You had a small chuckle and shook your head lightly. It was true, you tried to tease him with some videos of couples getting proposed to all he used to reply with was a small “hmm… nice.” And avoid the topic. And now that he was here he seemed so…vulnerable.

He continued. “I know you felt like you ruined this Valentine's Day. But you could never do that. You could never ruin anything. I know I said that earlier but I want you to understand that fully. Everything about you is… Perfect. Magical. There aren't enough adjectives to describe what it's like when I am here with you. You make me feel… safe and loved.”

You felt yourself tear up more when he said that. You could have never thought he felt like that with you. But you knew he was saying the truth the way he was looking at you.

He interlaced his fingers with yours when he gave a gentle squeeze again this time. “The past few days when you were sick, I loved taking care of you. To show you the love you've given me. The love you show me when you take care of me after missions, patching me up, preparing me delicious food even when you are busy with your office work. It's just… I can't believe that I deserve all that. And yes it's not the first time I took care of you but moments like these… helps me to show you and return that love your way.”

He takes another deep breath to calm himself, not yet realizing that he was tearing up at this point. “So, with all the hope I have right now, thinking I haven't exactly messed up all my speech… Will you marry me?”

You didn't know how you were even exactly standing right now after his speech. You were speechless. You had so much to say… but you couldn't even come up with one word. You gulped and took a deep breath and slowly replied.

“Yes Leon, of course I will marry you…”

Leon sighed in relief and let the tears flow from his eyes freely, holding nothing back and slipped the ring on your fingers. And stood up properly this time. He immediately brought you in his arms, cupped your face and kissed you. Pouring all the love he had for you, the love that couldn't be expressed by mere words only by actions.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back with all the passion you had for him in the moment. His body pressed up against yours. Feeling his warmth and excitement pour into you.

You both slowly pulled back, foreheads still touching and in each other's arms, having a big dumb smile on both of your faces. “Leon… I… don't know what to say… you… did all this?”

Leon gave a light chuckle and shrugged. “I had help.” And kissed your forehead.

You sighed softly and looked down at your ring. “So now I'm your fiancée hmm?”

Leon nodded and hugged you more tightly. “Yeah. Deal with it. You are not escaping that.” His tone got a bit playful as this continued.

You giggled and playfully said. “Actually, kind of looking forward to be Mrs. Kennedy.”

Leon grinned and cupped your face once again. Having the softest eyes he had for you at the moment. “Oh yeah? Me too. The name suits you.”

He then kissed you softly on the lips again, rubbing your back and just holding you in his arms like you would drift away right now.

You both stayed like that for a moment and he asked. “Feeling hungry yet?”

You chuckled and nodded. “Yeah a little bit. What do you have for me?”

Leon grinned and pulled away, taking your hand in his and walking towards the table in the center. “Come with me, I will show you.”

And so you did. Your heart is still beating with excitement that you will soon get married and be his partner for life. And you couldn't wait for the day to come.

Maybe this Valentine's Day wasn't that bad after all.

Phew. So that's done. Ngl I started this a few days before Valentine's Day. I was definitely gonna post it then but exams took priority 🥲. I also think I went too delulu over him lmao. But anyways, I really do hope you all enjoy this like I am sorry if this wasn't that good. Half of the time my brain wasn't working.

And I hope you enjoyed Valentine's Day with your loved ones. Have a good day🥰

-Bella

[birdycage]

Some fanarts for the amazing fic 'Of City Boys and Southerners' by @social-deception and Hammocker (on AO3). It's a really fantastic farm AU, both very cute and very sexy (and very 18+)

The first image (and the cropped one) is a mix of a cheesy romance novel cover and Leon's horse-riding dreams from a couple of early chapters, and the last image is based on a scene from chapter 7.

It's a really wonderful story with a bit of a romance novel vibe, but not too corny or cliche. It's a perfectly paced slow burn, all the characters are written beautifully, and the sex scenes are amazing. There's even a little bit of angst, but it fits right in with everything else. Everything about it just makes it an absolute 10/10 comfort fic!

I will probably get around to doing some more fanart for this fic next time I re-read it since there are a ton of really great scenes.

[wazzappp]

@quasar-crew MY BRAIN FINALLY LET ME FUCKING DRAW SHIT LETS GOOOOOOOO.

Ok so all of these ideas are seriously impacted by quaser and polarspaz's amazing fic which you can read here and also this one called undertow. The combined might of these two fics are giving me brainrot that could make Ethan Winters jealous.

I love seeing everyone give Leon mandibles. Seriously. Mandibles for the win. Bug boys stay winning ong frfr. BUT. I wanted to try and do something slightly different because I saw the regenerators in the remake and went JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT ITS HORRIFYING and then proceeded to watch like 3 speculative biology videos about how they work.

I have given himb. Teef. When in doubt just add more teef this always works no exceptions.

I had some VERY OBVIOUS Xenomorph inspiration I'm not even gonna pretend like I didnt. However I am very proud of his tail. Ive essentially created a design that allows it to turn into a saw once its impaled someone. If the blade of the tail gets caught halfway through someones torso? Shaboom. The spines flex and you've got an automatic bone saw now cut that guy in half.

I also have some speculation about how the plaga itself mutates the body.

Given that in game the infecting agent is called a 'toxin' I can only assume that the plaga is mutating its hosts with a geneotoxin. A genotoxin is a chemical agent that causes chromosomal damage and/or mutations. Usually these mutations refer to cancer, but the plaga could absolutely be making something specialized to mutate a host in a way it deems beneficial. This would mean that the plaga would probably be pulling nutrients/calories/protien/WHATEVER it needs from Leons body, and using it to create and refine this toxin.

Also, the black blood vessels leads me to believe that the plaga is spreading this toxin through the cardiovascular system, so I made a diagram that includes 'barbs' in the left ventricle and left atrium. I figure the toxin would be essentially 'hitching a ride' to the oxygenated blood that would then spread throughout the entire body. That also got me thinking about how much I see Leon coughing up some kind of black substance. I think that could be his body purging materials that the plaga has deemed 'waste'. So genetic material that it doesn't think is needed would be coughed up. So. Uh. I guess he's basically coughing up his own rotten insides. That gets worse the longer I think about it.