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nexysworld · 9 months

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Summary: Leon Kennedy is your new neighbor, and seemingly a great guy; handsome, funny, sweet, mysterious. It doesn't take long until you're falling for him hard and fast. But things take a turn after the death of someone close to you. Strange events keep happening around you, leaving you in a whirlwind of confusion. Desperate for a sense of normalcy, you rely heavily on Leon. He plays his part well, always being there for you, always being your safe space. There's only one problem, unbeknownst to you, his obsession towards you is growing and as it does, so too does the measures he'll take to watch over you, and more importantly make you his.

Pairing: Yandere!Leon x Fem!Reader

Tags: NSFW, Dead Dove, Dubcon, Kidnapping, Stalking, Smut, Unprotected Sex, Pet Names, violence, gore, MDNI, masturbation, murder, slow burn.

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You had lived in this apartment since the day you moved out of your parent’s house. It was small, only a single bedroom located in a rougher part of the city. While the appliances hadn’t been updated since the 90’s and the place looked like a disaster, you did your best to make the beat down apartment your own. A few fresh coats of paint on the yellowed walls and some throw rugs to cover the stained and now flattened shag rug and boom — not too shabby.

It was home.

Living in such a rundown building meant that the turnover rate for neighbors was quite high, people always coming and going. None really caught your attention except for the few long-term tenants that seemed to have no intention of leaving. So of course when a new person moved in on the other side of Mrs. Wilson, the sweet elderly woman who shared the apartment next door, you paid no mind.

In fact, it wasn’t until several weeks later that you had even seen who the new neighbor was. Returning from work, you watched Tina, the girl from 202 painfully trying to hit on – what you could only describe as – an absolute tank of a man.

Sandy blonde hair was slicked back out of his face revealing a handsome mesh of chiseled and soft features. He had clearly been accosted on his way back from exercising, clad in black basketball shorts and a sweat-soaked gray t-shirt, sleeves straining against his massive biceps. His earbuds were tossed over his shoulder as he talked to the girl, music still playing quietly through them. Turning to the wall of shared mailboxes, you tried your best to not stare or eavesdrop, but damn was it hard. As you opened the small metal door, you couldn’t keep your eyes from darting back to him.

‘I thought guys like him only existed in magazines.’ You thought to yourself, collecting the mail – even taking an extra moment to slowly sort through it where you were, buying more time to be nosy. It was obvious he was not into her at all.

“Soooo Leon..” Tina said awkwardly, twirling her finger through her choppy red hair, the metal bracelets on her wrist clanging together with each movement, bubble gum gnashing between her pearly whites. “You listen to music while you work out?” “Uhh…yeah, sometimes.” He said almost flatly, scratching a spot on his slightly cleft chin.

“Oh that’s cool. What uh, what do you usually listen to?” She bit her red coated lip, and batted her lashes, it didn’t seem to garner any additional interest from the man.

“Rock music, I guess.” Another flat response, his jaw clenching ever so slightly before he resumed his neutral look.

“I like rock music. Uh…” You watched as she fumbled to try to come up with anything else to add, tapping her heeled boot against the floor.

“Look, it was real nice talking to you, but I have to go.” He said flashing a small smile before popping his earbuds back in and running up the stairs, not giving the girl a chance to respond.

‘Ouch, that was awkward. But damn even his voice is attractive.’ Stopping yourself from giggling, you collected the few pieces of non junk mail and made your way back to your apartment. There was the smallest amount of guilt bouncing at the back of your mind, knowing you shouldn’t be ogling men like that while having a boyfriend. ‘It’s not like I did anything. I didn’t even speak to the guy.’

About a week after that, you had your first real run-in with Leon. Heading out to work you saw Mrs. Wilson’s door ajar — definitely unusual as she didn’t tend to get many visitors besides yourself. Concerned for her, you poked your head through the opening. The familiar smell of mint and warm bread hit your senses, but you didn’t hear a thing.

Sliding inside you quietly poked around as you made your way to the back of the apartment, keeping an eye out in case anything nefarious was afoot. Much to your relief, the hall opened up into the living room at the back where you saw Mrs. Wilson. Next to her was another figure you hadn’t expected.

Leon was standing with one arm above his head, unscrewing the blackened lightbulb from the socket before replacing it with the fresh one he had in his other hand. Workout attire replaced with a pair of worn blue jeans and a long sleeve black shirt. “Oh thank you.” Mrs. Wilson said with her signature wrinkly smile. “You’re so kind to do this for me. I hate having to bug the sweet girl next door all the time, but you know the lights in this place tend to blow every time there’s a storm and I can’t get up on the chairs like I used to.” “No worries ma’am.” He said with a far brighter smile than he’d worn during his interaction with Tina. His hair was no longer slicked back either, instead it framed his face, soft and fluffy, accentuating his cheekbones. You couldn’t help but notice the tiny gap his shirt left while his arm was raised, just the smallest peek of a dusty blonde happy trail and the faintest hint of hard muscle. “Looks like you have a visitor.”

Leon turned his attention to you with a small nod before he flipped the switch on the wall to test the new light. It lit up, further illuminating the area with a soft yellow glow. “S-sorry.” You snapped out of it, raising your eyes to meet his. “I saw the door was open and I just wanted to make sure Grams was okay.”

“You’re always such a Darling.” The elderly woman said with a toothless grin aimed in your direction. There was a homeliness about the old woman that made you feel warm. “Mr. Kennedy here is such a sweet boy. Have you met him yet? He moved in next door a while ago and offered to help me with a few things.” “I told you Mrs. Wilson, call me Leon.” He said as he tossed the broken lightbulb into the small pink trash can by the kitchen counter. “And I don’t believe we have met. Nice to meet you. The name’s Leon, well I guess you already knew that. Leon Kennedy.” He added his last name, reaching out a hand to you.

“Nice to meet you too Leon. I’m glad to hear Grams has someone else to help take care of her. I live next door, in 306.” You couldn’t lie, your heart melted a little. ‘Handsome and kind? This guy must be a unicorn.’ You whisked the thought away again, the picture of your own boyfriend flashing behind your eyes again.

The vintage clock hung against the floral wallpaper cuckoo’d and chimed, indicating the top of the hour. “Oh shit—“

“Language!” Mrs. Wilson chimed. “You know it’s unbecoming of a lady to—“

“I meant, shoot. Sorry Grams. I’m just running late for work.” You wrapped an arm around her in a quick side hug. “Sorry to cut this short, but I have to run.” Waving to Leon, you made a beeline for the door.

“Well Ms. 306, I guess I’ll be seeing you around.” He shouted after you.

“You too Mr. 302!”

Ever since, Leon became a regular in your routine. Short conversations in the hallway that always left you with butterflies swirling in the pit of your stomach. You couldn’t help the way your muscles in your face stretched into a permanent grin that you couldn’t stave off for the life in you. How a man managed to be so stoic and corny at the same time you’d never know.

You ran errands for Mrs. Wilson together too, taking his Jeep out into the city. He would leave the top down and take the long way. Your hair would whip your face as you both sang along — poorly — to some dad rock mixtape Leon had. It seemed so fitting that he’d have an out of date tape player in his car, something so indescribably Leon.

He really seemed like a great guy and you were enamored to say the least — though you tried desperately not to be. ‘It’s just a harmless crush.’ You told yourself. ‘He’s not into you anyway. Leon’s just a nice guy, worlds out of your league.’

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Cool air bit at your cheeks and nose while you leaned against the brick wall of the building. Derek was abysmally late, you had the feeling he was upset at you for some reason but unable to fathom why. Hoping that it wasn’t the reason for his current absence, you checked your phone again.

Still nothing. A sigh escaped your lips as you readjusted your jacket.

“Everything alright?” The voice was immediately recognizable and your face lit up into a smile before you even looked over at him.

“Hey Leon. Yeah everything’s fine, I’m just waiting on Derek.” You couldn’t be certain but you swore there was the slightest change in his expression, facial muscles contracting tightly before settling back into the lax warm look you were used to. “Oh. You know it’s not nice to keep a lady waiting.” Leaning against the wall next to you, he tilted his back to look up at the sky. He was wearing his brown bomber jacket that you found so attractive on him. A small part of you wondered how it would feel to wear it yourself, if it would smell like him. The other part of you was curious how a guy could afford such a nice brand name jacket, but lived in a place like this.

“Yeah well… I think he’s mad at me actually.” You moved some dirt back and forth with your foot. “Why’s that?” A thick blonde brow was raised with interest as he tilted his head to look down at you. The dull light of the street lamp lit up half his face, casting hard shadows on the other, it accentuated each of his features in a way that made you never want to stop looking.

“Wish I knew.” A dry laugh escaped your lips. As the wind picked up again, dust kicked up from the ground, blowing towards you along with some plant debris. You covered your face with the oversized jacket sleeve for a moment to protect your face.

You heard Leon chuckle. “Looks like you picked up a straggler.” He brought his hand up to your head, just above your ear and gently removed a small weed stem that had made its home in your hair.

“Thank you, I would’ve looked silly walking around like that.”

He lingered close to you for a moment, flicking the stem away before he brought his hand back to tuck your hair behind your ear. “Mhm, can’t have that.”

The moment felt intimate, and your heart beat out of time for a moment. You wanted to return the gesture, to say something, to do anything, but your brain was frazzled for a moment by the electric feel of his touch.

“Ahem.” Your head snapped in the other direction to see your boyfriend standing there leaning against his car, not having heard him drive by or even exit the vehicle.

“Have a good night Leon.” Quickly, you jerked away from his touch and ran over to your boyfriend, who had already started walking around to get back in the driver’s side of his car. Slipping into the passenger seat, you tried to lean over and give him a kiss on the cheek, but he turned his head enough to dodge it. Shrinking back, you buckled up and rested your head against the window, looking out as the city blurred past. ‘Guess he is mad at me.’

You attempted to fumble through some radio stations, but Derek made it clear he didn’t appreciate it, reaching over and turning it off entirely after the third one. The forty minute ride felt like hours as the rest passed by in total silence.

His mood didn’t seem to improve at the movie theater either. Each little gesture of affection you attempted was immediately spurned. Every part of him radiated with negativity — and the thought of dinner afterwards made your stomach churn. A movie was a distraction and there was no requirement to talk, but sitting across from someone dead silent, that would be harder to deal with. The uncomfortableness of the situation caused your focus to drift again, only tuning in when a jumpscare appeared – unfortunately he left you to reel in your chair alone during those parts too. The movie ended, indicated by the overhead lights that suddenly appeared and the credits rolling on the screen. Derek was halfway out the door before you even finished grabbing your bag.

You had to run after him across the tacky carpeted floor of the theater and out intl the parking lot. “Why are you acting like this?” You pleaded, grabbing his hand before he could reach the car.

“Acting like what?” He asked coldly.

“Like this.” You gestured broadly towards him. “You’ve been cold to me the whole evening. Well actually more than just this evening.”

“Really? I honestly didn’t think you’d notice.”

“What does that even mean?”

“You know exactly what it means!” He finally shouted. He brought a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose, letting out a deep breath trying to calm himself. Of course the two of you had fought before, but he’d never acted like this. It didn’t help that you had no idea what he was even talking about. “You’ve been pulling away from me for weeks now. You’ve been distant, canceling plans to ‘run errands’. When we are together all you ever do is talk about that stupid neighbor of yours — and then tonight, I catch him nearly eye fucking you right out in the open. You certainly didn’t seem to be bothered by it.”

“Derek….that’s not true. I — Leon’s just a friend, my neighbor I swear.”

“Are you sleeping with him?”

“What?”

“Are. You. Sleeping. With. Him?” He brought his eyes back up to meet yours, the look of hurt on his face made your stomach twist and heart ache.

“No! What? No, I wouldn't do that to you.” You assured, stepping towards him. “Come on, please don’t be like this. I’m sorry if it seems that way, I don’t realize I’m talking about him so much. I’d never —“

“Save it.” He said, pushing you away from him again. “I don’t believe you. I don’t even know why I came out here tonight.”

“Der—“

“I said save it!” He snapped.

“This isn’t fair!” You shouted in return. “Why drag me out here on this whole date if you were this upset? You could’ve brought it up this whole time”

��I did. I told you over a week ago I was sick of hearing about him. I asked you to stop seeing so much of him, you told me no.”

“Leon’s a friend, I’m not going to ruin my friendship with him because you’re being psycho and jealous.”

“I’m a psycho because I don’t like that my own girlfriend spends all her time with some guy that looks like he stepped out of a Calvin Klein ad? How about the fact you don’t even seem to care that I’m hurt I thought I’d have been more important — you know what? Forget this. Forget it.” He turned to walk around to the driver’s side of the car. “I’m over this. You want him? Have him. I’m not chasing you. I thought you were my future wife, I thought we’d have the picket fence, kids, all of it. But now I get how you feel about everything.”

He slammed the car door shut, started the engine, and began backing out of the spot. You banged on the window to get his attention. “What are you doing? You’re seriously just going to leave me here?”

“Call your boyfriend to come get you.” He sneered through the window before blasting off and out of the parking lot.

You were stunned, unable to move as you watched the car disappear. ‘He can’t be serious right now? He’ll be back right?’ Pulling your phone out of your pocket you checked the time, 10pm. Wanting to hide your shame from the few people staring at you, and deciding he just needed a little while to cool down, you sat on the sidewalk in front of the theater, hidden by a bush that extended out.

15 minutes passed. Nothing.

Dialing the familiar number it rang a few times before going to voicemail. You tried again, this time it went straight to voicemail.

10 more minutes passed and you tried to text him.

20 more minutes, still no response or call back.

The wind was picking up again, making it chilly even under your jacket, which you’d brought down over your knees to try and keep in more warmth. This part of the city you weren’t familiar with, and weren’t sure it was worth the risk of trying to walk home. Given the situation, calling Leon was the last thing you wanted to do, especially since he was probably asleep by now — not that it was his job to really come save you anyway.

Opening the Uber app on your phone, you put in the respective addresses. “$30? Not including a tip? Fuck.” You bit your lip in frustration. Technically you had enough, but it was the last of what was left in your account after bills.

Tapping your fingers along the cement, you shivered as a particular gust of wind leaked air into your jacket from the opening underneath. ‘Even if I did call Leon and he wasn’t mad I woke him up, that’s still a drive away. An Uber would be faster…but I do need groceries to sustain life.’

“This sucks.” You said out loud to yourself, burying your face into your knees, you had no clue what you were going to do and were running out of time to decide. By this time, the parking lot had emptied entirely, theater closing for the night. ‘Fuck it. I’ll just call and if he doesn’t answer I’ll order the stupid Uber.’

Opening his contact, the picture of him you’d taken at the park came up. Blonde hair pushed back and messy, one sea blue eye opened staring at your phone’s camera while the other was closed in a wink. You’d even convinced him to throw up a peace sign – it was so silly and so very Leon. Sighing, you began the call, letting the phone ring.

As it rang over and over again, you could swear you heard a familiar tune in the distance. It was very quiet, like someone was playing the radio several blocks over, but it tickled your ears all the same. You ended the call the moment it went to his voicemail, as you did you swore the song had ended too. ‘Weird, I must be hallucinating. Wouldn’t that just be the cherry on top, abandoned and crazy.’ You let out a dry laugh at the thought.

Luckily after a moment, the phone buzzed in your hand, heart fluttering a little when you saw his name pop up on your screen. “Hey.” You said softly.

“Hey there.” He replied, his voice sounding groggy.

“Sorry to uhm….sorry if I woke you up.”

“S’not a problem. Everything ok?”

“Well I uh….”

“What’s wrong?” His voice sounding more alert now, you heard some shifting on the other end of the line.

“Derek kind of ditched me at the theater. I’m a little stranded —“

“Need me to come get you?”

“If you don’t mind. But if you’re asleep —“

“No, it's fine. I’d rather make sure you’re okay anyway. Where are you at?”

“The theater up by main, across from the big shopping center.”

“I’ll be there in 15, ok?”

“15, are you sure?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? This a test?” There was a small chortle from his end. “Well it’s just that the apartment is nearly 40 minutes away? I hope you’re not planning on driving like a maniac.” There was a long moment of silence on the other end, so long it began to make you feel anxious. “Hey Leon, you still there?”

It was still another few seconds before his voice could be heard again. “Yeah, I’m here. Sorry about that. I actually crashed at a friend's house after you left, so I’m nearby.”

“Oh. Okay.”

The wait for him to show up felt like an eternity, you watched each and every minute tick by on your phone, both giddy and nervous with anticipation. When his Jeep came to a stop in front of you, you bolted up with a smile. “Hey.”

“Hey.” He replied with the same grin he always greeted you with. His hair was a little messy and he looked tired, making the guilt bubble up in your stomach more. “So….you gonna get in or?”

“Oh yeah.” Letting out a nervous laugh, you ran around to the passenger seat before hopping in. He had the heater on, not that it was doing much with the open top, but you appreciated every time the warmth hit your legs.

“So what exactly happened? If you don’t mind me asking.” He leaned back more comfortably in his seat, driving with one hand as the other rested on the door.

“We just got into a fight….” You fidgeted with your phone as you gave him a glance in return. “He seems to think I’ve been cheating on him…or at least that I like someone else. I tried to tell him it wasn’t true, but you know…

“So he abandoned you? Just like that?” He asked bewildered.

“Yeah I guess he did…”

“That’s pretty shitty of him. I mean what if something happened to you?”

“Yeah it was… I don’t know…” You trailed off, not wanting to talk about it further, just dredging up those bad feelings. Instead, you opted to change the subject entirely. “Hey you know what’s weird?”

“No, what?”

“That one Nickelback song you like so much…you play it almost every time we’re in the Jeep together.”

“Oh, Far Away? Sure, what about it?”

“Well…as I was calling you, I swore I heard it. Was so weird, like a scene from a movie or something — maybe it was a sign that you’d come get me. Or I had a psychotic break and imagined the whole thing. Could be either one.”

“Yeah?” He asked with a chuckle. “I don’t know about the universe, but I am always here if you need me – even if you’ve lost your mind.” He tilted his head and gave a nonchalant shrug.

“Thanks Lee…” The rest of the ride home went smoothly — things falling back into place like they always did. Blasting music obnoxiously loud for the hour, singing along. He even stopped to get you milkshakes on the way back, despite your insistence that you were fine. In his defense, the logic of ‘no one can be upset with a milkshake’ made a lot of sense.

As the vehicle rolled in front of the building, he leaned over, swiping his thumb across the side of your mouth. “Had something there.” His tongue darted out, lapping the sticky white substance off of the digit.

“Oh.” The simple touch had that electric feeling sparking throughout your veins again. “Thank you….and thanks again for the ride.”

“No problem.”

Not knowing what else to say, you nodded and scurried from the vehicle back inside the building. He didn’t follow immediately behind you, having to properly park, which left you relieved.

The entire evening was a whirlwind of emotions and that last little interaction had your entire brain scrambling inside your skull. All you wanted was for the night to be over with, forgotten as you drifted to unconsciousness.

You took a quick shower before changing into your pajamas and all but flopping into the comfortable fortress of your bed.

Curling up into the soft bedding, you expected sleep to come over you quickly — but you were wrong. Every time you closed your eyes, all you could picture was that pink tongue darting out to lap up the milkshake from his thumb. His smile, his eyes on you. It made you shudder and clamp your legs together, heat rushing between them. You squirmed around tossing and turning, trying to get your mind to relax and to stave off the arousal that was hindering your sleep.

Nothing you did was working, finally deciding to just give in, sinking your hand down between your legs. ‘Just so I can sleep…’

Hand tracing gently along your slit through your panties, you spread your legs farther to give yourself more access. Closing your eyes you could vividly see his face between your legs, tongue out lapping at your panties the way he’d done to the ice cream.

A soft moan escaped your lips as you applied more pressure, rubbing the slick soaked fabric against your aching bud of pleasure. “Mmm Leon…” The comforter was slowly becoming suffocating, too hot. You tossed it off of yourself to the other side of the mattress, letting yourself feel the cool air as it rushed against your skin – nipples sensitive to the temperature change.

You brought your left hand up under the silken sleep shirt, circling one hard bud with a finger before pinching it lightly. The fingers of your right hand teasingly walked themselves up to the hem of the fabric, dipping inside the band to properly travel down. Air escaped your mouth once direct contact was made to your throbbing clit. “Leon…so good…”

In your little vision the man had moved to hook your legs over his shoulders to gain a better angle - the real you bucking your hips up against your fingers, desperate to add to the vision. “So good to me Lee….always so good to me….fuck…”

Your fingers slid up and down against yourself, left hand abandoning your breast to travel it’s way downward as well, two fingers slipping themselves within your soaking hole – desperately needing to clench around more than the nothingness you were left with. “So close….gonna…” The words caught in your throat as the pressure finally released itself, tingling warmth spreading from your core throughout your body. It was quick and rough, far from the best you’d ever had but it was exactly what you needed.

The illusion finally cracked and you were left with sore arms, staring up at the ceiling – momentarily sated and relieved, again hoping sleep would take you quickly.

A/N: If this looks familiar, it's a total rewrite/reboot of my yandere!leon series. This original series was inspired by @explorevenus' Something Permanent series. Other inspirations include @gigabyte-flare, @lipglossanon, and @girldungeon's works. Special shoutout to @elfven-blog and her superior pinterest skills for the aesthetic pics used in the banner.

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yandere-daze · 1 year

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As you may have noticed, I started getting into Resident Evil and the Leon brainworms are strong. I am so down bad for this man so it was inevitable that I would have to write something for him soon.

So here you go, enjoy!

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession, over-protectiveness, delusional mindset, mentions of violence and guns ( because it´s resident evil), staring, delusional mindset

Please do tell me if there is anything else you would like to have tagged!

General Yandere! RE2 Leon Kennedy headcanons

I believe that rather than an authority figure or someone working with the government, Yandere! RE2 Leon would fall in love and grow obsessed with a civilian

He first sees you in Racoon City, an innocent bystander running away with a zombie following behind very closely. You were scared to death and Leon immediately decided to jump into action, not at all hesitating drawing his gun and shooting the zombie until it dropped to the ground and stopped moving

It has always been in his nature to protect other people and so naturally, he just had to help you out.

But there was also a different reason why he had decided to help you. Truthfully, Leon had just been overwhelmed with relief to see another living human being amidst this hell he had been thrown into. All this time he had feared that he might be truly alone in this, but now there´s someone else. Someone that can keep him company in these dire times. Someone he can talk to. Someone he can protect and keep safe

Of course you´re very happy to see Leon after he had basically just saved your life and so, after you´ve both introduced yourself to each other, you agree to tag along with Leon when he offers to take you with him

I mean why wouldn´t you? Going with him would greatly increase your chances of surviving this entire ordeal and not being completely alone just lifts a huge weight off your shoulders

You´re honestly just glad that Leon lets you go with him, it´s not like you´re really of use to him, so you would have understood if he decided that it was too much to deal with

And yet, when he looks at you with a small smile and promises you that he´ll keep you safe no matter what, you have a feeling that you can trust him to keep his promise

And he definitely does! Whenever a zombie appears, Leon tells you to get behind him while he wastes no time shooting them.

He has to admit though, the way you fearfully hide behind him and stick close to him makes him feel a little strange. Why does it feel so good for you to go to him for protection? Why does he like knowing that he´s the one making sure you´re unharmed, the one taking care of you?

Why does he not want to let go when he protectively wraps an arm around your waist?

Yes, the more time passes, the more Leon starts to fall for you. Going through such a traumatic event with someone else by your side probably speeds up the process too.

You´re both the only partner the other one has. And so, Leon starts to get attached to you. The way he feels about you slowly shifts from someone he met under unfortunate circumstances to someone he met because it was meant to be this way. Fate had brought the two of you together.

Why else would you two be the only living people in this place? There was simply no other explanation.

And he had certainly taken notice of the way his heart speeds up when you smile at him every time you thank him for taking care of you.

He wants to take care of you forever. He wants to show you that he could. Better than anyone else.

And so, Leon gets more and more protective, determined to make sure you both get out of this alive so you can start planning your future with each other.

Because of this, he doesn´t like it when you stray too far away from him. Just having you leave him for around a minute makes him want to make a mad dash to go after you, immensely worried that something might happen to you while he´s not there to protect you.

He´s pacing around the room and biting his fingernails when you tell him you just want to check out a room you saw down the hallway real quick. It doesn´t matter that he already killed all the zombies roaming these halls on your way here, what if there´s another one? What if you´re all alone in that dark room and suddenly the door slams closed and a zombie tumbles out of a locker? What if he wouldn´t be able to get to you quickly enough? What if you died because he wasn´t there?

These thoughts keep eating at him and so Leon practically insists on going everywhere with you, he starts getting really clingy all of a sudden, not letting you walk even two steps without him trailing closely behind.

You might have gotten mad about someone acting that way usually but you can´t really bring yourself to blame him, considering the situation you were in.

Still, you found it kind of creepy how his eyes never seemed to leave your form. Whenever you would turn your head to look at Leon, you would catch him already staring at you intensely.

He´d have the shame to blush and apologize for staring at you but he never really stops doing it either. He just can´t help it, you´re so enchanting he has to always have his eyes on you! It´s like he´s drawn to you.

Um, he always has to make sure you´re safe, is what he meant to say there actually! There´s no other motive behind his staring!

But yes, Yandere! RE2 Leon is like a lovesick little puppy that trails after you and practically begs for your praise.

There´s always this creepily bright smile on his face whenever you thank him for doing something for you. It´s like he´s living off of your praises. And he is, truthfully. There´s nothing better to him than hearing your praise, it makes all this work worth it.

It just feels so good to hear you compliment him so sometimes he makes a show out of killing zombies, trying to look as cool as possible in front of you in an attempt to charm you. He wants you to think he´s cool and reliable. He wants you to think that he´s a good partner. That he could be the perfect boyfriend for you.

Because he´s sure that there´s no one out there that cares about you as much as he does. He would do absolutely anything for you. You could use him as much as you like and he would do it all with a smile on his face.

He just wants to show you how much he adores you, how much he loves you! That you two are meant to be together! He´s too shy to say it to you outright but he knows you must also feel the same way about him. You must! Because you´re soulmates and now that he finally met you, Leon is not willing to let go of you again.

It´s unlikely he would ever lock you up or kidnap you but he desperately wants to be a part of your life.

So please just say you love him back! Tell him you´ll never let him go and Leon will worship you every single day for the rest of his life.

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alicerosejensen · 7 months

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Tags: Dad!Leon(Older), Leon is the girl's father; fluff.

Warning: There are none.

He was really afraid of becoming a father. It's not so much the news of your pregnancy that scares him, but the likelihood that an innocent child may be harmed. His child. Leon is paranoid to worry about you and the baby. He'll probably get drunk before he puts that thought in his head. Don't get him wrong, he wants a family, he had plans after completing the police academy to get married in a few years and have two children, he still wants a family, but his fear devours this desire entirely because he knows that if something happens to the child and you one day, he just won't survive it.

It takes two to tango so I don't think he'll start getting angry and blaming you for everything. Leon just needs a little time, but when this happens and he thinks it over, he will want to transport you to some place that he thinks is safe.

You might have to get into a long debate with him, but this guy doesn't want anything like the Winters family to happen to his family. If someone kidnaps his child, he will simply go wild.

Due to the fact that he is a government agent, all information about you is classified. Also, if a bioterrorist attack suddenly occurs, you will be quickly evacuated along with your child. At least that's what Leon wants to believe.

The house will be nice and simple (perhaps like the Baker's house but without additional extensions) I think Leon likes something classic and cozy rather than modern and abstract. It is unlikely that you will be against it, especially since he does not skimp on quality items and excellent appliances.

Your child will definitely have a great room at all stages of growing up. But when the baby is born, Leon will still insist that the baby girl sleep next to him and with you for the first time. He would have put her in the middle of the bed, but since it was not safe, he agreed to just put the crib on his side. He's just calmer that way.

“Look, I found a catalog with a whole selection of cribs. There are different options, classic, round, even some very strange ones, what position should the child lie in?”

You will laugh, but in the end you will find the right option. Not too expensive, but first you need to explain to Leon that the baby in the first months of life will definitely not be whimsical in which bed he sleeps on. Leon, of course, knows this, as well as the fact that many of the toys that he has already ordered will not be needed by his daughter until at least six months, but he cannot do anything about it.

Choosing a name is a whole challenge. You two will have a debate about this when you find out the gender of the baby. Leon will want a simple name and will roll his eyes when you read him rare names from your notebook.

"Laura, Mary, Ashley, Sarah, Jessica, Kate? These names are for weaklings! Need something crazy and original, right?"

It will really be difficult, but he will win and his daughter will have a normal name.

When his baby is born and Leon holds her for the first time… you will see tears running down his cheeks. He would have kissed this pink, swaddled bundle of joy, but he just sat there, held her in his arms and cried from the fact that he was now the father of a little girl.

This girl will be lucky as hell. Her father would literally give her the whole world at her whim so you're a little worried that she might grow up spoiled. However, while she is a baby, your only problem is the fact that your daughter loves to be held in her arms because Leon constantly carries her around the house, showing her things and telling her some stories.

Leon will wake up at the first cry and immediately try to calm her down. Change a diaper? hungry? If you are not breastfeeding, Leon will easily prepare the formula and feed her. Sometimes you think that he is a better mother than you.

The best toys, a special children's area when your daughter begins to explore the world around her, beautiful and comfortable onesies. Your daughter will definitely have a bodysuit with the inscription "daddy's princess"

A stern special agent in the White House and on missions, Leon becomes an affectionate bear at home.

He is a truly caring dad. Watching cartoons with her, coloring coloring books, playing games when she grows up. This child is the only person who can attack him from behind and Leon’s reflexes simply won’t work.

Often he needs your help and advice on what to do best. He will especially need your help when her first childhood love and first broken heart happen. Because he can get really angry at anyone who causes his baby any pain. He really doesn’t understand how it’s possible not to love her, but more on that later.

At the age of 3-6 years, Leon can only be seriously shocked by some accidental injury or illness. Be serious but he will panic even if it is a common cold. You will have to work hard so that he doesn’t drop all his business and take your daughter straight to the doctors for all the examinations. Of course, you will dissuade him, but he will repeatedly check the baby while she is in bed. He will kiss her on the forehead and lie with her for a while so that she does not worry (even if she was initially calm). It would also literally break his heart if Leon heard you sneeze.

She will definitely be daddy's princess. She almost literally walks on his head, does her dad's hair with pink bobby pins and combs his bangs, and paints his nails with polish. Leon allows her to do almost everything to him. But of course he won't come to work with pink nail polish.

Support any hobby. It could be dancing, drawing or playing football. The main thing is that she likes it herself.

What Leon definitely won’t allow is to look into his safe where he stores weapons and ammunition. The password will be complex and only he will know it. This is one of the few things that Leon forbids his child.

He, of course, loves his baby and is ready to do anything for her, but… he won’t have a second child. Every time he returns home, a terrible thought comes to his mind: “What if something terrible happens to my family.” He often has a nightmare in which you and your daughter have turned into zombies, so he will need a drink.

I think one day, when your daughter woke up, she left her room and went down to the first floor, holding in her hands the plush bunny with whom she usually sleeps. She saw her father sitting at the table with a bottle of whiskey as he simply looked thoughtfully into his glass.

Leon, of course, immediately noticed her and looked at her. God, tears will immediately flow from his eyes when he stretches out his hands to her and your daughter runs to him. His arms wrap her tightly in his arms and pull her onto his lap. You will see this picture and the perplexed look of children's blue eyes turned to you when your husband is just sitting at the table, holding his beloved child and crying because he is fucking AFRAID!

You understand why Leon behaves this way. He finds it difficult to get rid of these thoughts because of his job. He survived Raccoon City, Tall Oaks, saved the president's daughter in Spain from parasite-infected fanatics, and a whole bunch of other crap that you probably don't even know about. He has every reason to be afraid and sometimes you regret that you did this to him. Although you know that Leon loves your daughter with him, the very thought that something like this will happen to her simply destroys him to the core.

Your little girl wipes the tears from his cheeks and kisses her daddy on the cheek, telling him that he doesn’t need to cry. Leon simply presses her too tightly, feeling her scent. If he could put an end to zombies and their creators once and for all…

Leon will take her and you back to the bedroom. Next to the two of you, he will be able to sleep a little peacefully, but you know that his sleep is never sound.

You try to talk to him but he pushes you away. He really loves you, but he hates it when people mess with his brain. Of course, whiskey is a bad medicine and Leon himself does not want his daughter to find out that her dad sometimes has the weakness to drink, thereby ignoring his problems, but still… no matter how hard he tries to be perfect, he is not perfect.

When your daughter goes to school, Leon will rejoice at any of her successes. She will also help with homework as much as needed. He will explain everything in detail, clearly and without shouting (sorry, this is a sore subject for me).

He will not always be able to attend school events, unlike you, but if possible he will not miss them. However, he asks you to record everything on camera.

Oh yes, on his desk at home there is a framed family photo of the three of you in the park, joyful and carefree.

So, adolescence is…complicated. Leon understands that his baby will begin to grow up and has no problem organizing small changes in her room. And he also understands that hormones are coming into play. Sometimes screams and anger accompanied by loud slamming of the door are simply inevitable.

That's the time when he can really start to get angry and swear in response, so you realize you need to cool his temperament… The truth is that you really have to punish your daughter when she crosses all boundaries.

Nevertheless, if something suddenly happens, she will always run to Leon, knowing that he will protect her. He may be angry, but as mentioned above, he will do everything possible so that nothing happens to his family.

Partying with friends at night? Absolutely not! Never! Have pity on the old man's heart. Leon will find a bunch of reasons not to let her go anywhere at night. After all, there will be alcohol, shitty guys who can offend her or get her drunk and take advantage of this by ruining her life. Perhaps Leon will exaggerate, but until the age of 16 he will definitely be adamant about this. Sometimes being the daughter of a government agent just isn't possible.

And then, before letting her go to the party, he will sit her down on the sofa and give her a long lecture, telling her to always watch her drink, drink only what she pours for herself or is poured in front of her. If are distracted, do not drink under any circumstances, but take another glass! If someone pesters her, he will show several self-defense techniques and immediately tell to call him. Well, the cherry on the cake - he still won’t allow her to stay there all night. He also won’t bother with calls, but she will need to respond to all his SMS, if not… he will come right away.

Even you yourself will get tired of this overprotection, realizing that Leon often goes too far.

But you ask your daughter to be more lenient towards her father, because he is simply worried about her life. However, when you are young and have not seen what Leon saw, it is difficult to understand his actions and behavior.

There will be conflicts and there will be a lot of them.

The only thing that can make your daughter understand the actions of her father is if someone kidnaps her and confronts her with the infected, forcing her father to go to another wilderness inhabited by the infected. (bad version of events).

Leon will immediately go after her, promising you that he will return her safe and sound. He remembers how he saved Ashley, but she was already an adult girl and not a teenager who, at most, had seen horror films on TV.

Leon, like Barry or Ethan, is ready to kick the ass of any bastard who hurts his baby. In any case, he will do everything to save her.

I imagine this concept as a teenage girl hiding behind her father's back, holding on to his kurta or vest while he shoots enemies, sometimes throwing improvised objects like bottles or stones, stunning the opponents.

After returning home, she will hug you tightly and cry for the hundredth time, promising her father that she will no longer contradict him.

There is no need to say what condition Leon himself will be in after this personal rescue mission. All three of you will experience extreme stress after what happened.

In a good scenario, bypassing the kidnapping, peace between father and daughter would most likely have come much later, when the teenage years would have been long behind us. Probably this realization would have come to her when her naive view of the world ceased to be naive and she began to understand what her father had been struggling with for many years.

Oh yes, about first love. Leon would definitely be vigilant and keep a close eye on everything. He has a whole database and he will immediately run through all the boy’s data, having learned everything about him, and yet he doesn’t really like the idea that some dubious guy is hunting for his daughter.

If Leon realizes that this is an ordinary bastard who runs after every skirt… well, he will find a way to take him away from his treasure. If not and he's just a normal guy… he'll just watch and give a couple of warnings.

The first parting… Leon consoles as best he can, but he has no idea what to do. He himself got drunk and slept through his first day of work, but this option is definitely not suitable. That's why he needs your help again.

"Movies, books, maybe give her something? What can I do to stop her crying into her pillow?! I don't know what else to tell her!"

In the end, he will gain strength and give a good speech, comforting your daughter's broken heart. After all, life does not end with one boy who, in Leon’s opinion, only proved that he is not worthy of his daughter.

He's a good dad. Not ideal, but your daughter wouldn't want it any other way. Of course, she is sad that he may not be home for a long time and sometimes he is too suspicious, but he is her dad who will move the earth for her.

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iheartuwu · 3 months

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fuck it, i love you — leon s. kennedy

tags. afab!reader, fwb dynamic, (brief) smut wc. 0.5k

Leon Kennedy quietly concludes that he should shut the fuck up for the rest of his life. He knows that whatever happens from this point on, there’s no bullshitting his way through the uncomfortable stench of truth that’s begun to permeate the air.

Through panting breaths and half lidded eyes you watch him tug the covers over your bodies the way he always does when you’re finished, but this time he avoids any additional contact, careful not to touch you as he shifts away from you. His head hits the cold pillow, tight lipped and tense, a hand rising to rub drowsily at his face. No playful remarks on his performance. No peppered kisses. Not even a goodnight. You try not to let this bother you, but it does.

Leon feels you watching him and his skin starts to itch with unease. His gaze is fixed on the ceiling, grateful for the darkness that deprives your sights of further examining him. His mind is racing. Fuck off to some foreign country or place in need of his handgun because there’s always somewhere he can be sent. Or, bury himself in paperwork, the endless pile is already waiting for him at the office. Anything to keep him busy and out of reach. Anything that frees you from him. Both solid plans, truly. Emergency escapes have always been his forte. He can already sense you slipping away from him, can already feel himself becoming a distant memory to you. Can already hear the speech you’ll give him, the delicate cadence of your voice infesting his mind in soft echoes. You’re probably reciting it already in your head right now, going over the main points slathered with verbal softeners you’ll apply when you tell him you don’t reciprocate. You were always better with words than he ever was anyway. Nicer, too. At least there’s the comfort in knowing you’ll let him off easy.

Understandably, silence consumes you. It’s strange how quiet the room has become, how a moment ago the sounds of your moans and the skin to skin contact filled the room, the lingering memory still fresh in your mind. How he cupped your cheek with a softness that was so unfamiliar to him it made his fingers tremble as he pressed his lips to your forehead, your warmed skin responsive to every touch. The weight of his body on top of yours, the way his thrusts become less calculated when he’s about to cum and—

“I love you.” He says.

His lips crashing into yours before you could even register the words that hung in the air. His kiss: hot, needy, overwhelming, desperate to cease any space that existed between you, soothed by the whimpers that fled your tongue. Nails raking across his back as you clenched around him.

Cowardice settles in the pit of your stomach and crawls its way to barricade your throat. You swallow it away, shift yourself under the covers to nestle against him, feel his tense muscles flare when your hand plants onto his chest. You can feel his heartbeat pump beneath your palm, can hear the intake of his breath as you draw closer to rest your head on his shoulder. You can hardly hear yourself speak when you do.

“I love you too, Leon.”

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larluce · 3 months

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MERLIN PROMPT

Merlin is capture by some bandits for information. Normally he would escape quickly, but these ones figure out soon that he has magic and restrain him with cold Iron. They do torture him in other ways to try to make him speak, but being cut off of his magic is what really traumatizes Merlin. He manages to escape in the end, but one of the bandits shouts at him while he’s running that he will tell the king what he is. So, even when Merlin is later save and sound in Camelot, he’s in constant fear his secret will be exposed at any moment.

The thing is, when Arthur, after sending a lot of search parties, finally finds Merlin in the woods all scarred and terrified and later Merlin refuses to talk about what they did to him, yet Merlin flinches of every touch and is constantly a mervous wreck around everyone, he thinks the worst: Merlin was not only tortured, he was raped. His best friend, the person he treasures the most and has feelings for has been hurt in the worst way possible and it was his fault.

Arthur shares his suspicions with the knights, who share his grief, and they make a vow to protect Merlin. They basically take turns watching over him. Even Lancelot believes this, since Merlin hasn’t told him anything either, but he does think there's more to it, because he finds weird Merlin hasn’t been able to defend himself with his magic. They also make their own investigations to find the bastards who did this to Merlin.

Then the day comes where a man appears in the castle, saying he has relevant information for the king regarding his personal manservant. Arthur, believing is someone who has information about the bandits who took Merlin months ago, lets him in. However when the man is about to speak Merlin storms in.

Arthur: Merlin?

Bandit: (smirks at Merlin) Hello, little pet.

Merlin: (to Arthur, begging in full panic mode) Arthur, please don't listen to him!

Arthur: You know him?

Bandit: (points at Merlin) This man is a sorcerer. He killed all my men with magic!

Silence. All the knights and Arthur somber their gazes. Is not the first time Merlin is accused of magic, but it's definitely the first time he looks so terrified.

Arthur: That's a grave accusation you're making.

Bandit: I can prove it, sire. If you allow me.

Arthur: (turns to Merlin) Merlin? (Thinking) Why aren't you denying it?

Merlin: (breaks into a crying mess) I'm sorry I didn't want you to find out this way.

Bandit: You see? he confessed!

Lancelot: Wait, why did you call him like that?

Bandit: What?

Gawain: (incipient fury) You called him "little pet". Why?

Leon: That's a strange way to call the evil sorcerer who killed all your men, don't you think?

Arthur: (conects the dots, hardening his features) It was you. You are the bastard who raped him!

Merlin and Bandit: (utterly confused) ... what? 😧

Arthur: (roars in rage an launches at the bandit)

Gawain: (does the very same thing)

Elyan, Percival and Leon: (trying their best to stop Arthur and Gawain despite being as furious cause the man can't pay for his crimes if he's turn into a pulp)

Merlin: (too stunned, not knowing what's happening or how to feel)...

Lancelot: (to Merlin) He didn't do that to you, did he?

Merlin: No.

Lancelot: (sighs in relief) Should we tell them?

Merlin: Maybe later... when they are, you know, more willing to listen.

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iaure · 1 year

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𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁; 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟthe dearest collection - part one/beloved 𓆩♡𓆪 part two/prized 𓆩♡𓆪 part three/devoted 𓆩♡𓆪 part four/desperate 𓆩♡𓆪 part five/blind 𓆩♡𓆪 part six/watcher 𓆩♡𓆪 part seven/ardor 𓆩♡𓆪 part eight/fervor this is very heavily inspired by @//clusterfuck-yandere's yandere leon headcanons; please check out their works. this is something of a love letter to their puppy obsession series.

yandere leon s. kennedy headcanons; reader is a survivor of raccoon city. tw: general yandere behaviour, stalking, harassment, ptsd, mentions of panic attacks, entrapment, delusional thinking, notes: Leon doesn't know Selia's name, nor does he care to; thus, she's referred to as 'your coworker'.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ aaa this took longer than i thought! i got caught up in things :( but no matter! there's going to be a poll coming out sometime tomorrow; please have such an enthusiastic response to this poll as you did the last one!! it will determine the fate of You and Leon!

things were going great.

♡ Leon had been walking you home almost every closing shift you had.

♡ you'd been inviting him over more often, and even though you were having him in your bed anymore, this was just as good.

♡ he kept on trying to show just how good of a boyfriend he could be.

♡ he'd try anything for you, even stuff he sucked at.

♡ cooking? sure, he burned it every time (or had some other strange disaster), but he'd pay for something even better that he knew you'd like.

♡ every time, it was like he was jumping up and down, waving his arms; look, look! he was a provider! he could support you! you wouldn't even have to leave your house!

♡ flowers? for sure! he'd get the stuff that florists would point his way, and granted, it was probably a racket for him to spend money, but he didn't mind.

♡ cleaning? for sure! that's one thing he actually enjoyed doing, and he'd get it done in record time.

♡ he tried absolutely everything.

but that perfection couldn't last forever.

♡ your coworker got jealous.

♡ he never really liked her. she seemed too snotty and a bad influence on you, even if she made you laugh.

♡ Leon knew you were perfect. he knew others would want you.

♡ why was he so naïve to think that would never happen?

♡ but then the worst possible outcome began happening.

♡ you started pulling away.

♡ he knew you weren't doing it on purpose! you weren't doing it to break his heart!

♡ he knew it was that nasty, jealous, vindictive bitch was behind it.

♡ when he would come in, she'd lie about where you were or whether or not you'd came in. and he'd know she was lying because he saw you clock in!

♡ she'd say you were in trouble for something, but he knew you weren't because you were never in trouble.

♡ he'd leave, because how would he be able to work around that he knew?

♡ he, at very least, knew you had been working in the back more often, and he just knew it was your coworker hiding you away.

♡ he was bitter.

♡ never at you, of course. you were perfectly innocent in this entire situation.

♡ but your coworker?

♡ she needed to go. stat.

♡ he, truthfully, was ashamed how quickly he was ready to resort to dirty tactics.

♡ but he didn't start this war. he was just going to finish it.

♡ Leon started trying to intercept moments that your coworker would insert herself into.

♡ but he was foiled, every time.

♡ power conveniently went out in your building? he'd go rushing to your door, only to find you giggling at something your coworker was saying.

♡ you were closing tonight? he'd cut his workout short and haul ass to the bakery, only to find your coworker opening the door, shooting him a shit-eating grin.

♡ after the heavenly dream he was walking with you before, this was a downright nightmare.

♡ he couldn't feel you anymore, see you smile at him, or even stand nearby.

♡ he had nothing.

unfortunately, this also meant he had nothing to lose.

♡ he went from 'strange and unusual punishment' to 'illegal tactics used against journalists' in a heartbeat.

♡ he began editing faux police reports directed at your coworker. theft? robbery? harassment? assault? it had it all.

♡ STRATCOM resources were unparalleled.

♡ his plan was to slowly release the information to the owner of the bakery, steal some cash (which would appear conveniently in your apartment for your benefit), and the rest would write itself.

♡ she'd be out of your life, out of the way, and he'd be able to get right back on track.

♡ but then he had a terrible realisation.

♡ your coworker was still your friend, after all.

♡ a vision of your pretty eyes filled with tears came to him, and he (reluctantly) realised he would have to avoid the nuclear option. for now.

♡ he knew, then, what he had to do.

♡ he had to talk to you. one on one.

♡ the idea of talking to you after so long was thrilling, to say the least.

♡ he thought of every possible outcome he could.

♡ if you thought he was going to hurt you (he'd never!!) and you tried to bolt to the door, then he'd have to figure out how to block it.

♡ he'd have to ask you to let him in first, but would you really? maybe it'd be better to get in with the spare key again.

♡ he couldn't mess up his speech either, so he'd bring flashcards. he always found them helpful back in the police academy.

♡ he'd get dinner, he'd clean up the place, get candles, flowers!

♡ he'd go the whole nine yards to try and convince you that he was worth having in your life.

♡ he didn't want to wear a suit, in case things got complicated (what if you tried something crazy like diving out the window?!), but he still wanted to look nice, so he defaulted to a black turtleneck and some nice pants.

♡ if he was lucky, it would look just like you had an apologetic husband. give or take a couple of weights to block the door off of with.

♡ it only took two days to get everything ready.

♡ you had walked yourself home (you were so brave, he loved that), and when you walked into your apartment, you didn't even notice him in the kitchen.

♡ were you just that tired? poor thing. after all this, you two could nap together.

♡ you didn't come out of your room until he moved the bag to the door, as quietly as he could.

♡ but forty-nine weights weren't exactly quiet.

♡ you finally walked out, half-relaxed and perfect and freshly changed and comfortable and-

♡ your face.

♡ it was a strange mix of restrained joy, shock, concern, confusion-everything he expected. a little hurt, even, though he wasn't sure why.

♡ but as he sat on your couch, trying to keep eye contact for as long as he could, he swallowed.

♡ his hands laced together. his heart pounded in his ears.

"we need to talk."

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jinuaei · 25 days

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Different Route

Heyyyy remember that idea I had for self aware Resident Evil 4? I made a small fic/drabble for it but got hyperfixated on hazbin hotel so it wasted as a WIP until I started to miss Leon and now here it is!!! I forgot how this was supposed to go so like the last 10% might be shit

I miss my babies so much 🥹

Warning: VERRYYYY small yandere behaviour

This is insane, everything is too crazy!

Ashley grips the lantern closer to her, the heat of it warming her up despite the shivers running through her body due to the cold marble floor she was laying on. Tear streaks can be seen as she laments how awful everything has been. She still can't believe what has happened to her the past couple days, god, even what transpired an hour ago felt like a nightmare she desperately tries to wake up from. They were so close to escaping the castle, or at least she thought so.

After Leon successfully put together the heads of the chimera statue, gold bars, akin to jail cells, suddenly sprung up from the floor, surprising both her and Leon. Realizing that he's stuck, Leon tries to find a way out before rapid footsteps are heard from below the staircase. He then quickly commands Ashley to run, which she promptly follows by stumbling into the unexplored room behind her. While in there she proceeded to complete a puzzle that can help Leon escape the cell, encountering multiple scary moving armours on the way. Luckily, the blue lantern she found earlier helped her immensely, although she did lose it after trying to grab the key inside the strange mausoleum. The armours swinging its swords down almost made her pass out.

Once Ashley arrived at the elevated platform just above Leon, she was able to grab a key that could free Leon from his holding cell. However, before she could come back down to where he is, someone grabbed her from behind. Immediately struggling against the cultists grip, a sharp pain in her head stopped her from further movement. The pain was so immense that she could feel herself start to pass out, darkness started to creep in her vision as her ears rang loudly against Leon's screams of…pain? Her head lulls to where Leon is and she sees him drop to his knees and clutch his head, gripping his hair in pain. She tried to shout for him but she couldn't even produce a sound, she was only able to mouth a small 'Leon…' in the process. Just as she was going to lose consciousness, she heard two voices echo against her skull, loud and clear amidst the ringing in her ear.

"NOT HER…NOT YET," the first voice growls, masculine and very very familiar.

"Not her… Not again," the second one begs, soft and comforting, she almost cried hearing such a melodic voice. Perhaps this was an angel sent to bring her soul to heaven? Nonetheless, the pain was too much to bear and she passed out at the same time as Leon.

Given how Ashley has been the target of Los Illuminados, she would think she would wake up tied up in a pole, being forced to become one of the monsters that has been hunting her. Instead, she felt the cold floor pressed to her skin, waking her up from her unwanted sleep. Sitting up, she notices a warmth coming from right next to her.

On her side was the lantern, glowing brighter than she remembered, it flickered momentarily as her hands hover to grab it. Something tells her to keep this lantern very close to her, and she does. Orbs start to surround her, covering her with warmth, caressing her skin with the blue glow emitting from it.

Sobs come out from her mouth when the sudden feeling of love and affection rolls over her, it might be just from her starting to go crazy, but she doesn't care. This lantern is the only thing that made her feel safe with everything that happened. Sure, Leon has been there protecting her, but she admits that he's a bit weird muttering to himself about how ‘They came back’ or how he’ll ‘make sure that They won't leave him anymore, not again’. But that doesn't matter anymore, not when Leon needs help, not when she has the lantern with her.

Ashley clutches the lantern tight against her tear streaked form, determination filling her as the thought of Leon needing her help filled her mind. She knows she needs to help Leon and even though it's scary, the blue light has given her enough confidence to proceed. Something tells her that nothing bad will happen to her when she's holding the lantern.

“Leon… wait for me, I'll save you!”

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chiffiorra · 9 months

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well folks, it's about that time again 🤭

kinktober is coming up and i am so excited to share my ideas! let's hope i'll actually get through them all this time lmaooo

if any prompts look familiar from my last list, i never got to them and simply decided to give them another chance and hopefully deliver 💚

special thanks to @nanamis-wifey-reye and @blackfire2013 for helping me with coming up with ideas! couldn't have done it without y'all!

so without further ado, the kinktober 2023 list!

day 1: predator + prey

pairings: husband!kenpachi zaraki x wife!reader

summary: you knew your husband always found the chase fun, why not indulge him?

day 2: edging

pairing: leone abbacchio x reader

summary: being on the edge of glory wasn't on your bucket list, but can you really refuse?

day 3: temperature play

pairing: chifuyu matsuno x reader

summary: how else can you beat the heat?

day 4: hate sex

pairing: obanai iguro x hashira!reader

summary: you could never stand him. what happens when you two are alone together?

day 5: double peneration

pairings: atsumu and osamu miya x reader

summary: you had an idea on how to celebrate the twins' birthday.

day 6: blackmail

pairing: curse user!kento nanami x sorcerer!reader (dubcon)

summary: it hurt that he turned against jujutsu society, even more so when he decided to hurt you too.

day 7: power play/imbalance

pairing: bonten!manjiro "mikey" sano x assistant!reader (dubcon)

summary: your new job as an assistant has an... interesting benefit.

day 8: toys

pairing: modern!"red haired" shanks x reader

summary: your fwb has brought something interesting to share with you.

day 9: pregnancy

pairing: fiancé!bruno bucciarati x fiancée!reader

summary: no matter the changes, he still loves your body either way.

day 10: aftercare

pairing: giyu tomioka x reader

summary: you didn't expect this but it is very welcoming.

day 11: shower/tub

pairing: gyomei himejima x reader

summary: you were originally gonna bathe but this was much better.

day 12: restraints

pairing: nico robin x crewmate!reader

summary: one of the benefits of having the hana hana no mi devil fruit ability is holding someone down.

day 13: cunnilingus

pairing: volkner x reader

summary: this wasn't what you had in mind when he said he was hungry.

day 14: knife play

pairing: shuji hanma x reader

summary: you're never supposed to play with sharp objects, but when did he ever follow the rules?

day 15: aphrodisiacs

pairing: trafalgar d. water law x crewmate!reader

summary: after getting hit with a strange devil fruit ability, this was the only way to get rid of the effects.

day 16: cockwarming

pairing: streamer!kenma kozume x girlfriend!reader

summary: be good for him while he does his job, won't you? it is his birthday after all.

day 17: rough

pairing: roronoa zoro x crewmate!reader

summary: a sparring session takes a turn for the better.

day 18: phone sex

pairing: boyfriend!sae itoshi x girlfriend!reader

summary: you miss your boyfriend so much so you decide to call to check on him, it turned out better than you expected.

day 19: choking

pairing: crocodile x warlord!reader

summary: you didn't think he would figure out a secret of yours after an argument.

day 20: somnophilia

pairing: eustace kidd x crewmate!reader

summary: he was originally going to check up on you after you've been feeling unwell, but he couldn't help himself after seeing your sleeping form.

day 21: vanilla

pairing: boyfriend!josuke "gappy" higashikata x girlfriend!reader

summary: being together like this always made him happy.

day 22: recording

pairing: modern!sosuke aizen x coworker!reader (dubcon)

summary: your coworker has a way of getting you to agree to go out with him.

day 23: dacryphilia

pairing: grimmjow jaquerjaeques x shinigami!reader

summary: seeing a poor shinigami cry made something unexpected stir inside him.

day 24: teratophilia

pairing: true form ryomen sukuna x servant!reader (dubcon)

summary: he took an interest in you. why not just stop trying to hide from him and just give in?

day 25: semi-public

pairing: takahiro hanamaki x cheerleader!reader

summary: what better way to celebrate the team's win than to hook up with a loved cheerleader?

day 26: corruption

pairing: touya "dabi" todoroki x civilian!reader

summary: the villian you chose to hide in your house has grown attached to you. and doesn't plan on letting you go.

day 27: floor sex

pairing: pro!ryusei shidou x manager!reader

summary: he sure had energy to spare even after a game.

day 28: strap on

pairing: phoebe x reader

summary: she had something she wanted to show you.

day 29: morning sex

pairing: husband!shouta aizawa x wife!reader

summary: you love waking up with your husband like this.

day 30: size difference

pairing: yasutora "chad" sato x reader

summary: seeing you compared to him always brought something out of him.

day 31: gangbang

pairing: msby jackals x manager!reader

summary: you didn't think they meant "end the season with a bang" almost literally, but you surely couldn't disagree.

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issa-pheonyx · 9 months

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Yandere-sub!Puppy!Leon X Fem!Reader🔪🌶️

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀' 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗴 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸. 𝗣𝘂𝗽𝗽𝘆!𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗣𝘂𝗽𝗽𝘆!𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. 𝗗𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗻𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁…𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲😳😬

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

It was another glorious morning, thankfully it was your day off. Your golden-retriever puppy-dog rather to say, but he still hasn't changed since he was a pup, so you would say puppy. "Morning, mommy! Are you working today?" He was definitely the morning type and you weren't. You were hoping if he would still be asleep, but nope rise and shine, reader (seriously, I know ya'll asses be bed rotting, get your ass up). "Urgh, Leon. Soft voice, please." Leon's tail wagging relaxes as he realizes,"Oh sorry! I-I mean, sorry, mommy." Turning onto your back Leon hovers above you with a sweet smile on his face,"What is it, Leon?" You asked as you rub the nasty boogies from your eyes,"I just like looking at you, mommy."

Sure, energetic and loud, but he does make your heart melt. You just pat his head as he closes his eyes feeling loved. Ding! You received a text from none other than,"Oh, it's Chris' owner. I wonder what happened." Leon peaks over to look,"Uh, Leon. Honey, please I can't see. I need to unlock the phone." "Oop-" He just laid his head on your belly facing you as his tail wags. "Sorry, mommy. What did they say?" You read the text and start clacking away to text back,"Seems like Chris will be joining us today to the dog park. His owner is sick and he hasn't taken him out in a while, because of their condition."

Leon perks up,"Chris!? Chris is gonna join? For walkies?? Right now? Really?" He's got the zoomies now. Leon was excitedly moving around the bed, off the bed, spinning, and on the bed again. "Yes, Leon. Mommy is going to get ready and you should too. Come on, off the bed." He obeyed and follows behind you. "Okay, mommy." You were already aware how energetic these two pups are going to be soon when you get to the dog park. 'God, I just wanna stay in and sleep, man.'

Passing the time making it to Chris' place you push the doorbell as the other hand was holding on Leon's leash. His tail was wagging like crazy and his ear perked up to hear for his bestie. That's when you both hear his voice inside the house,"Leon's here! His mommy is here too. Hell yes!!" Leon was practically preparing for the zoomies from little quick actions he's doing. It made you chuckle and the door opens. Their owner was wearing a mask and gloves,"Morning! Sorry, for looking like this I don't want to get you sick, (Y/N)." They nervously chuckled as they put the leash on Chris' collar. "No worries. When do you want him back?" They told you whatever time you usually finish up as long Chris is having fun and is safe with you. The door closes and now you got two big ol' puppies. "Okay...lets just hope none of you drag my ass in the dirt from how strong you both can be."

Making it to the dog park was a good start. But, first you walked around for a good hour. Leon and Chris were walking side by side and sometimes made stops cause of squirrels and ducks at the water. It was funny how they looked when they had such a serious look on their face over some damn squirrels and ducks that you took pictures and videos of Chris and Leon. Both separate and together. It was strangely a chill day since there were times you take Chris with you and you were so sore and tired of your damn mind after their fun time was over

Furthermore, you clip off their leashes and let them run and play around the huge grass field. They were play wrestling and chasing each other as you went to the benches to take a breather. It was pretty empty judging how it was just the three of you, so that was nice. You take your phone out to read their messages on how adorable and funny Chris was acting in the pictures and videos. Going back and forth texting, the distraction was deafening to your surroundings until you hear a loud yelp. You look up and see Chris rubbing his shoulder. "Chris!" Putting your phone in your pocket you run up to him. "You okay, buddy? What happened?" You barely touch his shoulder not wanting to hurt it more or for him to react back at you,"He bit me."

"What?" You were confused and see his face staring at Leon, cowering. "Leon, you did this?" Leon's ears were down and his tail was slumped,"I did not!" "Did too!!" "No, I didn't-" You gave Leon the death stare as he whines,"Leon. Tell me the truth...now." He just looked down with guilt and shame,"....Yes, I bit him." You shake your head and facepalmed,"Why did you fucking bit him, Leon!?" He didn't answer still looking down playing with the grass. Chris whimpers as his tail wags a little. "Is it okay to patch you up, babe?" He nods and you put the collar on both of them. "I'll take you back at my place first okay? I don't have my first aid with me. After that I'll walk you back home, but Leon will stay at home." "But, mommy-" "Leon don't start!" He stayed quiet and the three of you started walking back

After patching Chris well and give him a treat he was happy again. His ears were up and tail moving excitedly,"There you go, sweetheart. Now lets take you home and see if your owner doesn't get mad at me." You give him another treat as he gladly munches it down too. "Mommy, can I go?" You let out a sharp sigh,"Go upstairs." Leon glumly walks upstairs to your bedroom as he hears the door open and close. Leaving him all alone to wait for you to come back. He just closes his eyes to nap, hoping when he wakes up that you forgive him

Some minutes past and hears the keys jingling, door closing, and Leon wakes up. He peaks out the door and sees your home. His tail wags and his lips curl to a smile. "Leon...come downstairs." Your voice was a warning and he knew. He run downstairs and says,"Mommy, I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" "Couch." "Mommy?" "Leon, I said couch." He nods his head and heads to the living room. Sitting on the couch he sits there with ears down,"I'm sorry, mommy. Please, don't punish me." His tears start to blur his vision

"Baby boy, I just want to talk about what happened at the dog park. Please, tell me the truth. Why did you bite, Chris?" He sniffles as a tear fell then another,"I was just jealous you were giving him love and I wasn't getting more than he does. I-I'm sorry, mommy. I know he is my best friend, but it's not fair." Okay, well that was easy. He would take a while to spill it, but it seemed like he really pulled a nerve this time and didn't want to make it worse. "Good boy. I talked to Chris' owner and they are very disappointed. They are tempted to not let you both hang out anymore. Thankfully, your bestie intervened and objected their plan...and because I give him yummy treats. So, we both decided to let it go, but for both of you to play separately if I'm taking you both alone. Understand?" He nods and wipes his tears

"I forgive you, but that doesn't mean I'm going to leave this all unpunished." His ears twitches and tilts his head,"W-What?" You stand up and cross your arms,"Get on the couch. You know what." He thought this was over. Leon gets on in a doggy style position,"Head down, Leon." He gulped and puts his head on the armrest of the couch,"Please, mommy..." He begged and his tail tucked between his legs as you pull down his pants and underwear. "Relax. This is just a reminder." He hears you go upstairs going through stuff like looking for something and come back down. "Whatever you do don't look back, okay?" He was about to peak a little,"What do you-" You gave him a spank as he yelps,"I said do not look back. Is that clear?' He nods and nuzzles against the armrest

"Mommy, um are you-ahh~" He felt your finger push inside his hole as you slowly move in and out. Leon arches his back more and his tail wagging,"Mommy, faster. I want more~" But, you pull your finger out and Leon looks behind. He realizes what he had done and you spank him three times. He flinches away,"AHH!!" As much as it hurt it made him moan afterwards cause he is a filthy dog. "I'm not going to tell you, but I will remind you with my hands, Leon."

"But, mommy I like looking at your face. Both when you're smiling and scowling at me for being a dirty-" SPANK "oohh!~" The burning sensation lingers his butt cheek making him grind against the couch. "I know...you're such a nasty boy~" You playfully said as he giggled. The sound of something pop and then some slick wet movement happening. "Mommy? I'm scared. What are you doing?" You didn't answered and he had to look. It was a strap-on and you were right behind him on the couch. "It seems like you're still being a nasty boy, Leon. You keep looking behind when I keep telling you to stop doing that. I guess you deserved to be punished."

His eyes widen as he then felt the toy push inside him all the way. He lets out a gasp and then you let it sit there. It made him shiver and his moans being cut off from trying to hold back from cumming,"Oh mommy, I'll be good I swear. Don't-ahh, oh my go-mommy~" You had a grip on his ass cheeks spreading them as you push out almost from the tip peaking out and fucked it back in hard. Leon was reaching his hand out for you to calm down, but you grab his arm and placed it behind his back,"You're going to like it, bad boy. I know you want this."

He shakes his head,"N-No, mama. No, Leon is good, mmm, Leon g-good. Ugh, s-so good~" His moans, his lewd body reactions, and words say otherwise. That's when you decided to just put your foot on his head and start ramming his hole hard and fast. Leon's moans were loud. So loud and clear, visceral, and so naughty. He couldn't help how good it feels and how cruel you were pegging him. "Fuck, mommy, fuck me. I'm a stupid dog. I'm a bad boy, yes, yes, yes, mommy!! More gimme more. I want mommy's cock to be empty inside me. Please!~" Pretty sure he already came and is going for another. "See what happens when you, ugh, make mommy angry!? You feel that, Leon, yeah?"

"Oohhh, yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes mommy. I feel it so fucking, ahh, so hard. Please, I'm a-" You spank his ass a few times cause him to whine and set your foot to lay on top of him with your front. Grinding your hips fast he feels it go deeper as you wrap your arm around his neck like a headlock. You can see part of the side of his face that his tongue was sticking out, drooling a lot, tears streaming down, face twisted with such lust and despair. "Ack, m-mommy choking me. Urgh, c-cumming, c-cum~" You growl forcing your hips faster making your arms grip tighter on his neck as his hands try to unwrap it, but you didn't let him and one last thrust was enough for him to orgasm. He was able to let out a guttural scream,"Good boy, good boy, that's it. I'm not letting go until it's over."

Leon's tears stream down as well as his drool and some snot. His face was turning red and pats your hand. That''s when you let go,"M-Mommy, hah, you broke me. S-So good. I'm a dirty d-dog." You rub his head and kiss his temple,"You did a good job, honey. Like a good boy. Well done. Now don't go biting anyone, okay? Only the bad ones. Is that clear?" He sniffles and nods,"Yes, mommy. I promise~" What a happy mutt he turned out to be after that

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣

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nexysworld · 2 months

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Resident Evil 4 Leon

Guardian Angel (NSFW) (Dark Content) (Series) Read Here || Read on AO3 Summary: Leon Kennedy is your new neighbor, and seemingly a great guy; handsome, funny, sweet, mysterious. It doesn't take long until you're falling for him hard and fast. But things take a turn after the death of someone close to you. Strange events keep happening around you, leaving you in a whirlwind of confusion. Desperate for a sense of normalcy, you rely heavily on Leon. He plays his part well, always being there for you, always being your safe space. There's only one problem, unbeknownst to you, his obsession towards you is growing and as it does, so too does the measures he'll take to watch over you, and more importantly make you his.

I would Never Want Anyone Else (NSFW) Read Here || Read on AO3 Summary: Reader is insecure after encountering Ada during a mission in which the woman tries to wedge herself between you and your boyfriend. Leon shows you that you're the only one he wants and you have nothing to worry about.

You're Still You Read Here || Read on AO3 Summary: Short and fluffy piece about Leon comforting reader after Saddler uses his mind control on them.

Waking Dreams (NSFW) Read Here || Read on AO3 Summary: Reader has sex dreams about Leon, leaving her flustered and frustrated. During their next mission together, she moans his name in her sleep, prompting him to investigate further.

High Tension (NSFW) Read Here || Read on AO3 Summary: While tending to his wounds during a mission, Reader and Leon finally confess to each other... smut ensues.

High Score (NSFW) Read Here || Read on AO3 Summary: A needy Leon makes a bet with reader, whoever kills the most enemies gets a prize.

Presents of Silk Drabble (NSFW) Read Here Summary: Leon catches reader trying on new nightgowns upon his return home from Spain.

Late Night Distractions (NSFW) Drabble Read Here Summary: Leon's been antsy since the moment he returned, you just want to help distract him from his thoughts.

#leon kennedy #re4 leon #resident evil #masterlist #nexywrites #fanfiction

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darlingpwease · 9 months

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My lovely wife you giving me ideas and thinking about imagining Yandere and omega Leon how breed bull he looks

hihi souffle~!!! <333 kith kith<33333

king's favourite

♡ unhealthy behaviour, animalistic behaviour, alternative universe, family making, mention of violence + blood, he has not yet lost powers, forced relationship if you squint, reincarnation themes if you squint; transmigrator!reader (or just isekaid), alpha-like beta!reader

♡ breeding / unprotected sex, rough treatment, nipples play (g.), blood play (r.), womb fucking if you squint, cum inflation if you squint, (spicy & messy)

How did they teach you there? "Get into the situation, understand and forgive"? "There is a spark of goodness in everyone"? "You just have to be patient"?

"We have to wait and everything will get better"?

You waited — many times — and even when you found yourself here, in your own body with several modified features; thought "at last I will live well, nothing is scary after death, I can start again," clinging to the chance to survive is not out of desperation at all, but from the fact that you have already seen similar situations before, using your skills and knowledge mixed with the underdevelopment of the surrounding world.

You don't know what happened here, — you don't want to know — but you're sure it makes you feel better.

After all, you, prepared by the modern world and by some incomprehensible effect caused by changes in your body, are ready for anything as long as your blood flows in your body. Undoubtedly, it is unusual for you in this new world, with these 'alphas', 'betas', 'omegas', only some deltas and gammas are missing, and already five letters from the greek alphavite have been collected, but you get used to it.

You're really getting used to it.

You are lucky to be an unremarkable beta, without this strange smelling dynamics, with these incomprehensible exchanges of smells and even stranger features — like a knot??? womb??? bite glands??? — and questionable courtship.

But no one seems to fall in love with betas.

And then you met him.

If you knew in advance that the betas, it turns out, are also quite attractive for some reason, then you would run as fast as you could from him and from his subordinates — but then you really thought that nothing would happen, "the worst thing is death". And it's not that what happened to you, when violet eyes collided with you and shone like billions of stars, was worse than death.

“Finally.”

But when the only thing you can do is agree, knowing perfectly well and seeing that your refusal means nothing if the 'king of Dark Fall' chose you. In the end, you were nothing more than a charming pet that was chosen from thousands of the same, probably even more beautiful and exciting — but for some reason it was on your figure that the purple eyes stopped and froze, with dilated feline pupils, when a strong slender hand grabbed your wrist, not letting you move away, in front of eyes an equally shocked environment, scorching at you rather than at him, asking themselves 'why are you' than 'what does his behavior mean'.

“Leon,” — he whispers hoarsely, squeezing your hands, not trying to penetrate your personal space, but also not letting you move away, glaring with such a burning gaze that your heart is beating loudly in throat from noisy fear and dull excitement caused rather by adrenaline and that strange aura of power around his body that you can't not react. — “My name. Don't forget it. You're mine now — I chose you.”

From his words, head is slightly dizzy, — or is it from a strange smell that surrounds his body, as if shouting to you that you have a handsome strong mate in front of you? — but you can only nod, realizing that resistance will lead to nothing. You have often seen this in fanfiction, you know what to do — and although this is not a dating simulator or anything like that, you are sure that the actions are not too different.

His eyes dig into your every feature, as if trying to get under your skin, while his hands imperiously but gently squeeze yours, intertwining long fingers with yours, restlessly squeeze and unclench.

A handsome and young aristocrat takes a person from the street as a lover? Isn't this the plot of Cinderella?

You must even be 'lucky' — food, bed and a handsome powerful person who seems to be passionate about you and enough free time. Even if you really are nothing more than a pet, doesn't that mean that you only need to perform your role well and manage your limited time wisely?

You must even be lucky — you think thoughtfully when blood drops on your cheeks.

Someone else's blood, of course — you are too precious; a couple of drops that unintentionally reach your skin while any sounds get stuck in throat. Not that your role is anything more special than a simple 'pet' — but even so, the reaction seems... excessive.

“I'll rip out the hands of anyone who does that again.”

It's cold in the hall, unusually cold, while the blood drips down, staining the floor, forcing the servants to step back restlessly, not even trying to wipe something or help.

“Is that clear? I don't like to repeat myself in such things.”

It's not the right time to ask about a walk — and from the looks of the servants, you can be sure that none of them will even try to approach you in the near future.

“I know you don't remember much...”

LEON begins in a soft, almost timid voice when you squeeze his thigh, climbing between them, and he allows, pushing them apart, obeying every movement and desire, even if you see how his ears, face and chest burn with blush, feeling your respectfully shameless touch.

“But, actually... I... we...”

He hesitates, as if trying to figure out how best to convey this idea to you — but when you gently rub his swollen hard nipple, watching his mouth, LEON blushes even more, covering his face with his hand, while the second grabs your wrist, forcing you to leave it on him.

“... Do you like what you see?”

Purple eyes shine like a cat's in the dimness of the room — his body is soft but strong, with elastic slender legs wrapped around your hips in an almost unbearably tight grip, and sensitive soft skin that easily trembles under your fingers, squeezing it until red prints remain. His purring comes from the chest itself, spreading through the body in hot waves, leaving dryness in the throat from the sight of his full arousal and intoxicating delight of his face, when omega's hands grab the sheet, with wide eyes and rounded mouth watching his smooth belly fill up, unable to see how you push, drawlingly teasing unbearably unbearable unbearably slow, not at all like before, as if his whole body was dependent on you, demanding more, stronger, until everything inside him was torn and destroyed, gnawed to the heart that beating in ears from drunken delight with spots in front of eyes.

His whole body is nothing more than a taut string under you, allowing you to dive deep inside, feeling a strong squeeze and hearing soft sweet purring mixed with quiet submissive moans — only to find yourself locked in a steel grip with strong legs that do not even allow you to move even a millimeter, leaving you deeply buried in the most intimate part that he can bare for you, eager to become as vulnerable and naked as it was before. His whole body is nothing more than a temple that longs to be destroyed, defeated, claimed, and when his pupils dilate like the darkness around, leaving only the noise of breathing and the sounds of contact not just bodily, but something more intimate, he looks not like a 'cute shy omega', but something that it is ready to devour you and make you a part of itself — or to become a part of you, but it is absolutely not ready to remain separate.

“D-Do– you– l-like– what you–... feel?”

His body is nothing more than a cozy nest; the perfect place where you can leave the puppies, bury the hot seed with them deep inside, filling the pliable, ripe, fertile womb with your thrusts which are echoed by the pounding of heart in your ears, nuzzling his so sweet-smelling neck, the aroma of which is mixed with the smell of blood on your back caused by claws scratching skin and looking for even more more more smell, stronger, faster, more, don't stop, just don't stop — his tongue burns like poison, licking intoxicating blood in return for the way you drive into his fertile ready-made body, eager to be breed, fertilized, rounded from your puppy, future king of Dark Fall, who will find a place in his body in need of this.

His nails scratch your hands when his stomach is rounded again - not the same soft, but elastic, easily taking everything inside when you gently lift up, assessing his body, wet with juice, semen and sweat, while tears are still flowing over his beautiful face, with a perfectly rounded mouth and trembling hips, not trying to hide none of the embarrassingly sweet traces that leave a strange taste in your mouth - especially at the sight of his thin pink lips with traces of your blood that he licks, looking into your eyes with his drugged, but aware of everything, for the first time so aware of everything for all the time that you have seen him.

“Why do you... didn't bite? Neck...”

Bites on the nipple — hickeys on the neck — prints on the waist — nail marks on the thigh — bare clean neck wet with sweat.

“... Mine?”

The pupils look steadily into yours, as if not expecting this question, and you can see how he seems to wake us up from a drunken delirium, realizing everything around.

His chest rises and falls several times, as if only now LEON realized what had happened, and a glance at the mog is thrown at the sticky wet mess between his thighs.

But when he looks up again, you don't see anything there but frenzied devotion.

“Yours — and you're mine.”

A bite from something seems too right and true — just like the pulsating mark of his teeth on your neck.

And although you are a beta, — you do not have the same ability to fertilize as an alpha, — the sight of his belly filled with you excites some base feelings in you.

#.spicy♡#🥮 — dark fall #✉.leon #🧸.yandere au #🧸.omegaverse au #🧸.breeding #🧸.rough sex #🧸.blood play #🧸.deep penetration #🧸.chest play #dom reader #top reader #yandere dark fall #gender neutral reader

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Topping Danny Johnson, Albert Wesker, Pyramid Head, Leon S Kennedy

Warnings: nsfw, male reader, gets a bit kinky

Danny Johnson

The little shit thought that he was going to top you, regardless of the signals beforehand, as he has had experience with men and is too egotistical to think that he would be a bottom, but he doesn’t mind it, not at all.

He’s constantly horny, so if you don’t want to deal with him, he’ll slink off into a corner and masturbate. Before, he did not know the pleasures of anal, but now, he fingers his hole while thinking of you and how you pulled his hands above his head and kissed him fiercely.

If you’re a soft dom, he’ll be demanding more, always. Hope you like brat taming, because he’ll do his utmost to be a power bottom. He prefers sex to be hard and fast, and damn interesting.

He’s into some pretty freaky shit, ranging from dacryphilia to heavy bondage to wound fucking, and was not introduced to the concept of openly discussing kinks and fetishes beforehand, so if he whips out a knife without warning, don’t be surprised.

He’s very vocal, and will praise you and then critique you in the same breath. ‘Oh, the new technique isn’t as good’ or ‘go faster, I’m going to fall asleep’. Yeah, I don’t know why I’m attracted to him either.

Albert Wesker

How embarrassing, but he’s not exactly opposed to it. It’s a new and strange feeling, having something in his anus, but he grows to enjoy it. Like Danny, Wesker likes rough sex, and, as he is genetically modified, has incredible stamina. If you can last, introduce him to overstimulation and dry orgasms and he’ll be weak and pliable in your hands.

He’ll never suggest anything, though. Maybe he wants you to suck him off while fingering him at the same time, but you’ll never know if you don’t ask. Wesker is open to experiments, and is willing to push his body to the limits (not saying eroguro but-) if you’re willing to indulge him.

But please spare him the soft dom and the intimacy, as he finds it rather sickening. Once in a while is fine, and he appreciates romantic gestures, but will soon tire of it if that’s the only thing that happens in sex. Make him know who’s boss.

Pet names while making him see stars is also a new concept he enjoys. Call him a good boy, an obedient cockwhore, all the things he’d generally call someone else, and you might get to hear some heavenly moans. He likes to be degraded and praised at the same time, and I honestly see him as a partialist.

He does enjoy getting a taste of his own medicine - strap a vibrator on his penis with one up his ass while you sit there idly and scrutinise with scientific detachment, and he wouldn’t even know why he’s cumming.

Pyramid Head

He never thought that the day would come that someone was manhandling him and grinding his heel onto his dick, calling him a needy slut that would be lost without him, but he’s not complaining. Run your tongue along his pectoral muscles while jerking him off and he feels a strange emotion bubbling inside him.

While his vocalisations during sex are more guttural and less human-like, sometimes you’ll hear a moan or two when you’re really performing well. Take mental notes on what would make him moan, and you’ll perhaps hear it more often.

As one would probably guess, he’s a sadomasochist, and is welcoming for you to give him some rough treatment. Tie him up, suspend him, whip him, spank him, the list could go on. Hopefully, you’re ready for some hardcore bdsm. If you don’t like it, however, he may take out his sexual frustration another way, but will come to terms with the fact you don’t want to do it, and won’t push you.

He’s definitely chill for dual penetration as long as it’s with a vibrator or dildo, as he doesn’t want to share. Unless you have a monster cock like him, he wants to stretch himself as far as he can - all the more pleasure.

Pyramid head also has a pretty high libido, although it is more of an anachronistic desire. Jerking off does not satisfy him at all, so be sure to introduce toys of you’re unable to keep up. If you are, though, congratulations on the sex.

Leon S Kennedy

Since we’re talking about dbd Leon, that is, re2, do you expect him to top in any relationship? He’s a bottom through and through, and a good one at that, taking your cock like an obedient bitch and sounding so good while doing so.

He’ll put on lipstick and such your dick, worship your penis, let you watch as he preps himself nicely and then gets a bit carried away… yeah. He’s a bit adverse to some more bdsm stuff, especially the sadomasochism, but is open to some really light stuff. Aftercare with him is got to be stellar for him to agree with things like choking.

Leon would appreciate it if you’re patient with him, as he’s never fucked a man before, so you’ll have to wait a few sessions before introducing kinks, but don’t expect him to be a bashful maiden, either. He’s got preferences of his own, although slightly on the vanilla side.

He’s the type of guy to ask if it’ll fit, and would he pretty skeptical of it, and would appreciate it if you show him just how much of your hand you could put in your own hole, both to reassure him and for jerking off material.

Out of everyone here, he’s the most comfortable with this sexuality in the sense that he’s open to discussion and will even watch porn with you to introduce potential kinks and fetishes. During these discussions, he’s also intelligent enough to suggest a safe word (as he’s done some research into kinks beforehand). Hair-pulling he’s a slut for.

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In your Makoto Kamukura au does Makoto ever interact with his class again? I see them all being worried and when someone (most likely Kirigiri) finds him Izuru is pissed.

Yes!! It gets so messy.

The way I'm imagining it right now, Makoto has to leave the supply room for some reason, when Izuru and Nagito aren't there (and maybe this scenario is facilitated by the fact that Kamukoma is happening on the side, so Izuru has truly gotten distracted by Nagito and just assumed that Iteration 2 would always stay in the room).

He leaves the room, and he runs into someone from his class. I'm thinking Hina, because I need the person to be highly passionate and genuine. She sees him and gasps. "Makoto?! It's you! It's really you! But, where have you been?! Everyone was so worried about you! We were so worried!"

He sees that she's upset, even though the name "Makoto" is entirely new to him, and he says, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."

And Hina notices that he's talking strangely, but she's too caught up in the fact that he's here to really deal with that, so she just goes, "Come on; the others have to see you!" and drags him to class.

They're all astonished and excited, in their own ways, to see their missing friend back (but with way longer hair, red eyes, and looking– as Leon put it –like he'd been living in a cave). Makoto stands there and just kind of takes it all in, and Kyoko is the most aware that something is seriously, fundamentally off about him. In fact, she interrupts the merriment to ask:

"Do you recognize us?"

The others are (with very few exceptions) not there yet, and they do all the "What are you talking about? It's Makoto. Of course he recognizes us," that is to be expected.

Makoto doesn't answer, because there's a lot going on and he's more focused on learning from it. He hasn't had to say pretty much anything this whole time, because everyone else was talking over each other.

"Makoto?" Kyoko says. "Do you recognize us?"

Makoto looks at her and gathers that, while she won't like the truth, it is also all she'll accept. He softens the blow by saying, "I know that you're Kyoko Kirigiri, Ultimate Detective and daughter of Headmaster Kirigiri."

"Yes, Hina and Hifumi both said my name, Hiro mentioned my ultimate talent, and my connection to the headmaster can be gleaned in any number of ways. I asked if you recognize me."

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any memory of being the person you knew."

The others have their shocked and dismayed reactions, and Kyoko does take a second to feel the revelation, but then she just grimly nods and says, "Is that at all related to the scar on your forehead?" (A straight scar, seemingly dealt by a blade held by a steady hand. A surgical scar.)

Makoto knows that it will cause problems if he shares any more information. "There isn't much that I can explain. I'm sorry that I don't know how to be who you want me to be. I can try to learn. But for now, it wouldn't be safe if I stayed here much longer. I have to go back to...my room."

"You mean your dorm room?" Chihiro asks nervously.

Makoto makes blank eye contact and says nothing.

"You can't go!" Taka protests. "You'll miss class! You've already been absent for-"

"My friend doesn't want me around other people, and the Steering Committee doesn't want the general public to know about me. I would be putting you in danger if I stayed." He leaves.

But he'll be back.

He's learned this body's name: Makoto Naegi. The Ultimate...Lucky Student? Like Nagito?

He's learned a lot today.

(Eventually, the class finds out that Nagito knew where Makoto was. Eventually, Izuru finds out that his Iteration 2 has been talking to people who knew him before he was himself. Drama ensues.)

#danganronpa #makoto kamukura au #makoto naegi #kyoko kirigiri #aoi asahina #kamukoma #kamukomaegi #izuru kamukura #kamuegi #kamukuras au

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ensnared and strangle perhaps? for the prompt game? pretty please :)

For sure! (For this prompt list)

Ensnared/Strangle

"Leon S. Kennedy," the smooth voice drawls, accentuating every syllable. A shiver runs down Leon's spine as he tugs uselessly at the strange, fleshy vines twining around his wrists and ankles, arms strung above his head and legs forced to spread by the tendrils stretching his limbs as far as his creaking joints will allow. He grits his teeth, thrashing--only to freeze as a dark-clothed figure steps with contained grace out from behind a pillar, orange eyes gleaming in the shadows. Around him, ouroborous tendrils cling to the floor and walls, a grotesque web forming around the spidery man that refuses to die.

"Albert Wesker," Leon mocks, doing his best to mimic the man's controlled tone as the vines begin to wrap more securely up and down his arms and legs, slithering over his clothes until he can barely see through the seething mass. "Mind letting me out of here? I feel like it's a little unfair to fight an enemy who can't move."

Wesker sneers, laughing darkly. "What is the nature of man, if not unfair? Nature itself subsists upon a delicate balance, the process of selection her inherent injustice, bound to--"

"What kind of thesaurus do you use?" Leon asks innocently. "I'd love to borrow it the next time I have to write a report. Or did you just memorize that passage from Shakespeare?"

Wesker slithers out from the shadows, black tendrils writhing in his wake. In the light, his face is a patchwork of twisted scar tissue intercut with patches of rotting, mutated skin the color of coal. Glowing irises stain his sclera an unnatural, bloodshot orange, thin hair slicked back to reveal a high, severe forehead. He sighs.

"Impertinent."

In an instant, the tension around Leon's limbs disappear, his body slamming into the pavement before he can even register what's happening. Dazed, he can only choke on the lack of hair, clawing at the warm, leather-gloved hand squeezing tightly around his throat. Above him, Wesker looms with a snarl, knee planted solidly in Leon's solar plexus.

"You will regret it."

Leon gags, vision blurring. Wesker's strength is superhuman, fingers like iron as something in Leon's throat begins to tighten. His hands scrabble for purchase on thick snakeskin leather, the ouroborous virus beneath Wesker's skin visibly writhing and forcing his skin out of shape. Leon kicks uselessly, head throbbing. God, why does this always happen to him?

The sudden sound of gunfire barely registers over the rush of blood in his ears, a growl echoing strangely as Wesker ducks back. Leon chokes. Shudders. He's on the very verge of unconsciousness when air returns in a rush, ragged coughs stuttering in his throat as he struggles to suck in a pained inhale. An instant later, he finds himself being dragged upright, Wesker's hand fisting in his hair as dark vines wrap him like a fly in a cocoon. Leon's breath catches harshly, senses wavering. He feels like he can't breathe right--something is probably broken.

"Chris," Wesker hisses, bitter hatred and utter disdain audible in his tone. "So nice of you to join us."

#whump #ask game #my fics #drabbles #<33333

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xxbrightshadowxx · 5 months

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How the hell did I learn about the 9th Amulet book through two brothers arguing in the backseat behind on a two hour plane trip from Arizona? I thought they were joking at first till I searched it up and it’s real and it’s coming out very soon. So after I learned that I decided to re-read the Amulet series up till 8 and decided to tell whoever is willing to read this my thoughts!

Clarification beforehand though, I do enjoy Amulet. It was one of my favorite pieces of media for a few years and even inspired me to create my own story similar to it. While I may come off a bit hatful and aggressive, I do like this series but that doesn’t mean I don’t have my fair share of problems with it

Books 1

So I’m going off the same rating scale that I use for movies so go check out my Trolls Band Together review to know what each rating means and just replace movie/film to with book. Anyways I give this book, 6/10. I enjoyed this book. This was the first graphic novels series I read and I was excited to know what happened next. I also loved how the robots and the robot house looked. I don’t have any problems with the first book. Primarily because it’s way too early to have any problems.

The reason why I rate it low though, is because while I enjoy it, it’s not my favorite. It didn’t do much to really impress me nor draw my attention. It did just enough to make me wanna see what happens next.

Book 2

With the second book I give it a 6.8/10 right between 6.5 and 7. Why? Well for starters I enjoyed the Elf plot line. To me, when I first read the series was much more interesting then the main one for some reason. This is the book where we meet Leon. Leon, for the most part was an interesting character. Not to mention we get some world building through him about the elf king and being a stone keeper.

Navin’s plotline, while useful to some degree, wasn’t my favorite. Of course it’s important but I was less invested than I should’ve. That might just have been a personal problem I have with Navin later in the series but we’ll get to that later.

My only problem with this is Luger. Now, Luger is a good villain and I found him intimidating when I first read the second book. I think my problem really stems from the fact that this is the only book where Luger gets to be a villain. This should be a book 3 problem but book 2 is where he is defeated.

Book 3

Book 3 was my favorite when I was younger and it still holds the place as one of my favorite amulet books in the series to this day. I give it a good 7.5/10. This book does a lot of things right in my opinion. I like the action sequences and the new information about Trellis backstory proving again that he is the most interesting character. I also found Rico and Enzo funny believe it or not. They are a fun addition to the party.

However, my problem was the robots. Miskit and Cogsly were just there most of the time. They didn’t really guide Emily like they were set up to be. I didn’t feel anything when they got captured. Which is not something you want your readers to feel when something bad happens. I also found Luger’s personality change strange. I expected him to be a bit more hostile and condescending after being defeated. Granted, you could argue it was the stone but still, it was odd.

Book 4

I have mixed feelings about this book. This is where certain problems that I have with Kazu start to show. First of all, I give this one a 7.5/10 as well. I was never sure if I should trust Max until the very end. I never understood Max. He was suspicious and I thought he had bad intentions some times and other times I thought for a moment maybe he did have good intentions for Emily.

I also like Alyson mostly because she felt much more real. She was fun and I liked her character. Leon, Rico, and Enzo have their moment, the prison break which I enjoyed reading. I also like the Elf racism while Trellis and Luger are at the prison. Granted, it’s brief but it’s to be expected and it does give some insight on what other people think about Elves. I also liked Vigo. I was glad to see another stone keeper on the good and he also came with more world building which I’m always glad to see.

However, Miskit and Cloglsy were both weak parts and I was confused about how everyone was dead and stone and Max’s agenda for a while. I had to re-read certain parts to fully grasp what was happening.

Book 5

Book 5 was a 7/10. I don’t have many thoughts. For one I am mad they split up the original party. Karen, Miskit, Cloglsy, and Leon felt like they were meant for more before they got shoved in the brook closet. Sure, Cloglsy is here with Navin but it isn’t much. I do enjoy seeing Navin and Alyson hanging out, that’s fun. Max’s backstory is sad..he tried helping his friend and her family from prison. Only for it to backfire horribly in his face and be thrown into prison for trying to be a good person. His hatred and need to revenge for his dead friend is such an interesting concept for a villain and he poses such a genuine threat and I love it.

Then there is the about the voice. I am not gonna lie, not a big fan of it. The reveal that the voice is the elf king felt odd and sort of out of place. I don’t know. I have mixed feelings about it.

Book 6

Max. Max, max, max. All I got to say is f-ck you, Kazu Kibuishi for screwing over such an interesting character. This book gets a 5.1/10. The utter and total whiplash I got when Max wanted to work with Trellis, Emily, and Vigo gave me migraines. There was no build up and it was so random. And his death, are the FUCKING kidding me. This just felt like a lazy way to write out a character. Max knew that Layra wouldn’t approve of his actions and that’s why he asked for forgiveness. Then he tried to justify with her and it’s such horse crap! No to mention, it was so fricking anticlimactic and just lazy!

I also wasn’t a big fan of Navin’s side plot. Also something reoccurring is that Emily is just there. She doesn’t push the narrative because she has no goals. She just does heroic stuff because she feels she has to. Not because she wants to. It makes her feel flat. Which is disappointing since she had potential to be great.

The reason why I don’t put this as a three is because the scene where they save the elves and Trellis announces himself to be the real king, is cool. Not to mention I liked Riva. She’s a character that had great potential. However this is not enough to save this book.

Book 7

Oh, firelight. You are the embarrassing sibling in the Amulet series. I give you 3/10. First off, one good thing I’ll say is I am glad we are continuing the theme of lost. Even if it feels weird, pacing wise. That’s it. That’s the only thing I really enjoy about this book.

First off I didn’t like Pil, Alyson, and Navin’s storyline. It was just there and it took up too much page time. Second, Gabilan. Oh, Gabilan. He was also just there. We get his backstory, he does some stuff and then he dies. He’s a plot device and while if you really think about it, everyone is a plot device, Kazu didn’t try to hide the fact that he is a plot device. Also the ending. TRELLIS. YOU ARE TELLING YOU DID EVERYTHING TO TRY AND STOP HER FROM BECOMING A BIRD! WHAT THE F—

Book 8

Where do I begin. First off, this book was a 0/10.

And now my problems. First off the si fi outer space plot like win Navin was so boring. Oh my god. I felt nothing. But that. That part was least of my concerns. My concerns was everything else. First of all, Trellis and Vigo got nerfed so easily that it annoys me. They stop the army and that’s fine, though they did it without trying. And that’s it for them. In the entire book. I have several issues with them shoving Riva, Trellis, and Vigo in the closet.

But my biggest issue is Emily and the void. First of all how the hell did she get out so easily. Was this even an issue if she just left without any problems any help. WHY DID SHE NEED NO HELP! If it was that easy to leave the void, why did it take people years to get out. What the fuck. Also what the fuck is with the future Emily bullshit?! TIME PARADOX ARE A THING KAZU. THERE IS A REASON NOT MANY PEOPLE DESL WITH TIME TRAVEL. Also who the hell is Moze’s dad?! Why does he have to her son?! Kazu, why?! You missed the mark by a landslide.

Also the elf king. WHAT. THE. FUCK. IT WAS SO FRICKING EASY TO DEFEAT HIM. JUST HAD TO TAKE OFF HIS DAMN MASK. TELL ME THIS. IF THE ELF KING WAS THAT EASY TO DEFEAT, WAS HE EVER A REAL THREAT IN THE FIRST PLACE?! NO! WE HAVE BEEN BUILDING UP TO THE ELF KING AS THR BIG BOSS SINCE BOOK 2 AND WE DEFEAT HIM IN THE MOST ANTICLIMACTIC WAS POSSIBLE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! NOW THE MAIN THREAT IS A BUNCH OF SHADOWS?! WHY?! WHY! AND IF YOU TELL ME THAT THAT ISNT WHAT BOOK 9 IS ABOUT IT STATES IN THE AMZON DESCRIPTION: “Emily finally understands the stone's power and what she must do to defend Alledia from the shadows.”

ALSO THE FACT THAT EMILY IS ALIVE SEEMS LIKE A NO BIG DEAL TO VIGO AND TRELLIS ALSO THEY JUDT LER HER LEAVE TO GO KILL A BUNCH OF SHADOWS ALONE?! ALSO OLD EMILY WAS THERE TO GIVE EMILY HER STAFF AT THE END. AGAIN, TIME PARADOXS ARE A THING KAZU.

Overall thoughts:

It’s obvious that Kazu Kibuishi wrote this story without a proper outline. What does that mean? It means Kazu didn’t know how he was going to end the story or the middle. He knew the beginning and instead of trying to figure out and plan the entire story, he wrote what he thought of right on the spot. When waverider comes out I will buy it and read it. I will also most likely rate it and write down my thoughts. Till next time though, if you actually took the time read this post and indulge in my thought process and ideas.

#amulet books #amulet #kazu kibuishi #emily hayes #Navin Hayes #prince trellis #Vigo Light #book review #this is a long post #when I’m passionate about something I talk a lot about it #max #ikol #waverider #ranty rant

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