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niki-phoria · 3 months
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NOT EVEN THE GODS ABOVE CAN SEPARATE THE TWO OF US
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pairing: leon kennedy x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: hurt comfort word count: 731
notes: set in the re4 castle, leon cries (kinda), reader cries, not proofread so pls forgive any mistakes !!
summary: leon can't bare the thought of losing you for a second. so what happens when you disappear for four hours in a haunted, monster-filled castle?
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four hours. it’s been four hours since leon found himself in this hellhole. four hours of mindlessly wandering through seemingly endless corridors of concrete and stone. four hours of agonizingly tracing and retracing a maze filled with monsters. it almost reminds him of the haunted houses you’d drag him to, all too eager to bring him along to experience some fake scares for once. 
it’s been four hours since he lost you. 
an unrelenting chill blows past him again, causing goosebumps to arise along his exposed forearms. monsters don’t care about the cold, he supposes, though it would be nice to have his jacket. with his adrenaline slowly wearing off with each step he finds himself more and more susceptible to the unrelentingly cold castle. 
studying the monotone bricks ahead, leon’s mind wanders. he’s distracted. you shouldn’t have even been on the island, much less this close to whatever monstrosities linger far too close for comfort. what if you’re hurt? what if those monsters have somehow gotten to you. what if… the worst has already happened?
leon sighs. his eyes flutter closed for a second as he sends a silent prayer to a god he isn’t sure he ever really believed in. please be okay. if anything happens… take me instead. please be okay.
his heart leaps when he notices a soft scuffle. it’s nearby. something - or maybe someone - is in the darkness. leon’s hand instinctively draws to his knife. his fingers dig into the handle as he grips the blade tightly against his side. ready. 
he moves like an animal. a predator - ready to strike at any moment. the stone bricks behind him are ice cold as he presses his back against the wall, silently waiting for his prey. 
there’s another step. then another. and then -
“y/n?” he can almost feel his heart cease its beating in his chest. he blinks once. twice. like you’ll disappear in the milliseconds it takes for him to open his eyes again. his knife clatters to the ground in his shock. leon’s fingernails dig into the thick fabric of his gloves. he has to resist the urge to pinch himself in fear of waking up from whatever fucked up dream this is. 
“leon.” your voice wavers. a second passes. then another. and another. 
and then you’re running at him, all but tackling the man as you jump into his arms. leon stumbles backwards slightly. his combat boots scrape against the concrete floor as he scrambles to maintain his balance. he’s unfortunately not fast enough; the momentum sends both of you tumbling to the ground. 
leon’s back aches from where you both slammed into the cold floor below. he’s sure your knees do, too. you’re both covered in dirt. a layer of sweat and grime stains the fabric of your shirt. your hands are bloody and bruised and your arms will be littered with a variety of new scars by next month - you’re sure of it - but it doesn’t matter. because you’re real. 
you’re really here. you’re really wrapping your arms around his shoulders. you’re really burying your face into the crook of his neck. you’re really here.
“y/n.” this time his voice is louder. his body moves before his mind does. wrapping his arms around your waist, he sighs, taking in the feeling of you finally back in his arms once again. leon slips his hands underneath the fabric of your shirt, tracing his fingertips along the ebbs and flows of your back. 
leon squeezes his eyes shut; his grip around your waist tightens. his heart cracks a little more with each new tear he can feel drip against his skin and stain into the fabric of his shirt. gently rubbing his hand against your back, he hopes that with enough loving touches and whispered reassurances he’ll be able to mend your heart back together. 
leon is desperate. dull nails dig into the skin of your hips, as if the lack of separation between your bodies now will make up for lost time. “you’re here,” leon whispers. he isn’t sure if you can hear him. he can barely hear himself over the noise of his own beating heartbeat and your quiet sobs. “it’s okay. i’ve got you.” stray tears escape his own eyes before leon has the chance to stop them. “i won’t let anything happen to you ever again. i promise.”
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xmortuarykittyx · 7 months
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Ever Unlocked
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Ever Locked Masterlist
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Ever Unlocked - Leon Kennedy is a rookie cop, a fresh young age of 21. His eyes are opened to a young woman, the coroner's assistant. She's a shy woman, sweet and innocent. Leon can't help but feel a sort of affection for her. Her small anxious glances and his smile that cracks over the surface of his boyish face. After dropping her off to her apartment, he notices how naive she is, a sweet thing like her. Of course, she doesn't see how dangerous the outside world is. He did. Leon's family was murdered when he was just a boy. His job has him seeing the horrible actions of humans near daily. He couldn't help but feel the need to protect her, such a dumb, naive girl. What happens when the need to protect becomes more? What if the thoughts of keeping her safe turn into darker... more sinister actions?
Ever Locked - 7 years. 7 years were not enough to get over the short time she had experienced at the hand of, Leon Kennedy. She hadn’t moved on, the fear of the day the world ended, the day she lost her home, Raccoon City. She lost Leon, her home, her neighbor, her friends… everything, but she escaped him. She had changed since that day, she knew better, she wasn’t that naive girl she was back then. She was stronger, his actions and learning that he had been taken into government custody gave her some relief, but something gnawed on the back of her mind, like how she watched those… people gnaw on each other. Leon Kennedy was the fucking monster that chewed her mind, even so many years later.
Leon wasn’t adept in the world of kidnapping and killing back then, but now years later, as a DSO Agent, he’s seen first hand the actions needed to do these darker actions, he learned more. With the bombing of Raccoon City after the “end of the world”, Leon’s sins were wiped clean, no crime… no punishment. Now, he planned, he’d studied his targets, learned their ways. Leon was ready once more to try again for his bunny. He, now, not only had a job in which his coworkers truly trusted him but also he had knowledge of anything at his finger tips… even the city’s database, he stared at the name, his eyes lingering on the address on the bright screen. He planned better this time, he knew better than to act in the boyish ways he had before. He hoped she hadn’t changed too much, still that naive little bunny, he’d longed for.
CONTAINS: dark/triggering topics, this is a dark noncon/slowburn book that will have to do with very dark topics.
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siruerto · 1 month
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you got this rookie
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agender-wolfie · 1 year
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Guys. Stop tagging your OC stories as X reader. It’s hard to sift through and I don’t go to the x reader tag for OC’s I don’t care about .
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refiwrites · 1 year
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ethan winters? carlos oliveira? leon kennedy? luis sera? chris redfield?
i can take all of them. but not in a fight
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feistyfreaks · 6 months
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hi! really enjoyed ur janitor leon headcanons u did a while back.
could you do mailman leon next ? 😁
hi anon, ty for the feedback 🙂!!
the mailman 💌
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mailman!leon who delivers your mail on the weekdays, sending you little gifts and letters anonymously ~ but you obviously knew it was him. he made it so fucking noticeable; with the way his cheeks flush up every time he sees you. when you open your door and receive your mail he always, and you mean always, checks you out when he gets the opportunity to.
mailman!leon who appears so angelic, so innocent but is secretly the most freakiest, down bad whore for you, bucking into his fleshlight as he goes on to imagine it’s you.
mailman!leon who’d write you dirty poems of the filthiest things he’d do to you if he had the chance, but never having the guts to actually mail it to you and deliver it to your doorstep; because he’s too pussy and scared of the way you’ll react or worse get rejected.
mailman!leon who’d hope that one day you’ll notice his pathetic self and dominate him, use him for your own pleasure n fuck his slutty ass dumb.
mailman!leon who’d you bump into on the way back to your apartment, flirtatiously running your hand up his bicep and giving him a wink whilst you pardon yourself. n when you dismiss yourself like the good bitch you were, he stood there still as a rock, dumbfounded and red as a tamato.
mailman!leon who’s emptying out his bag with mail when he notices it’s a letter, for him, from you. and ofc leon rips it apart eagerly; flabbergasted to find a pair of worn panties with a tag attached to the fabric reading, ‘i know you want it.’ written on the paper. his groin becomes tight and his dick pulsates.
mailman!leon who begins to overthink like always, thinking the mail wasn’t actually meant for him and was meant for someone else. but that night he can’t help but fist his cock furiously, biting his lip as he moans out your name.
navigator ✧.*
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mothdoly · 4 days
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RE
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eruukat · 1 year
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theyre like the holy trinity for babygirl lovers
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impoeticbeauty · 2 years
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this genre of men — all that grace, all that body
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squeeshh · 8 months
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Hello 🧟‍♀️✨
Just a quick thing to say I have new charms on my store and have a lot of cool Resi stuff in the making! Feel free to follow my store. Thank yoooou.🪻🌷💫✨
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kennedysharper · 8 months
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every time someone says shit like "leon is a government dick rider, he's such a boot licker" or some bullshit like that 10 baby pandas drop dead bc it's stupid you're stupid and you're just saying stupid things without paying any fucking attention to the story bc if you did you wouldn't say such stupid things
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sunflowey · 9 months
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Best mods to exist.
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xmortuarykittyx · 7 months
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Ever Unlocked
Part 12: They’re… Yours?
Part 11: In and Out
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pairing: Officer!Leon Kennedy x Coroner’s Assistant!Reader
warnings: talks of masterbation, small violence, name calling, Bunny as a pet name, talks of murder
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She had spent all morning with an obnoxious scent in her apartment, her first thought? The damn power. She went up and down her fridge trying to find the source of the smell as she tossed out older things in her trash can, seeing the lid wobble back and forth after every toss. She was furious when the smell didn't change, she didn't have time for this! She had work in less than two hours. A growl from her downturned lips pushed her into her room, sliding on, yet another, pencil skirt and a grey long sleeve cotton shirt. She had to hurry, she had no time to worry about the pungent scent that lurked throughout her safe space.
After yesterday and her discovery of a certain red lacy fabric, she'd been ignoring the man's text messages, she'd stayed until that night with him, offering soft smiles and nods as she didn't want to upset the man. She'd played into his likes and wishes- ding ding ding- her teeth grit harder as she slammed the tooth brush down, she pushed herself from the counter and tread over her pajamas to reach her phone on the night stand, she lifted it Cute Rookie, she should've put Annoying Bastard, she laughed at her own thought. before she placed the phone back on the nightstand, he could just sit and be angry she was avoiding him. She didn't even bother to read the other 5 messages that held the same name. She was livid, he wanted to have other girls over before he brought her over? Fine. She'd let him have those other girls.
Her hands rose from the sink, cold water splashing her face as she shivered, it was still cold out from the rain storms that came on and off. Her window opened to allow that horrendous stench out. She could feel the cold air seeping in as she dried her face, her apartment cooling off quickly. "Phone, purse, keys-!", she rushed into the kitchen, picking up the keys from her pile that she hadn't touched in days since Leon had picked her up for work. She huffed at remembering the man as she scooped up her jacket and headed for the door. She opened it quickly with a once over her apartment, still as cozy and a little less stuffy now that she left the window open, praying the scent was gone when she got back.
As soon as she stepped into the hallway- it was 100 times worse. "Oh-", she winced, her hand covering her nose immediately. "What the fuck?!", she shut the door quickly, making a brisk jog for the door leading outdoors. She made a mental note to ask Mrs. Jones about it that smell later, maybe she'd called maintenance about it already. She was typically good about that, seeing as she never hardly left her apartment but for taking out Tilly, her dog... her brows furrowed slightly as she tilted her head, she lifted her arms to place her jacket on as she thought back to last night. She hadn't heard Mrs.Jones or Tilly... she didn't hear them come out of the apartment or Tilly's barking. Yeah, she'd definitely stop by after work and make sure everything was okay... it was odd not to have heard from them. She was really craving that chicken casserole, maybe she'd ask for that too. A smile fell on her lips as she thought about the meal. Her fingers going under the door of her Maxima, lifting it and sliding into the drivers seat.
It felt like years since she'd been in the small car, she looked up at her rear view mirror, moving it so she could apply her lip gloss, her plump lips coated in a clear, mint flavored gloss as she capped it and fixed the mirror, her eyes falling upon a green Jeep parked behind her and pale knuckles adjusting on the steering wheel. She could do the nicer thing and get out of her car and hop into his, accepting the ride that he probably texted her about but she didn't see it, or she'd just pretend she didn't see him or the text and drive herself, saving her the trouble of faking her good mood to him.
With a purr, her car came to life, opting for the latter of her options as she backed out of the small parking lot. She knew he'd probably find her at work and ask her... but her phone was on silent all morning... how was she to know? A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips, it's what he gets for being a creep.
She'd pulled up and yes, she noticed the same keep following her all the way to the parking lot. She could see his fingers adjust on the steering wheel once more as she hopped out, making sure to grab everything as she walked her way into the station, swinging her hips just to piss him off just a little more, tugging up her skirt so her ass slightly showed before pulling it down. She could play this game too. He wants to fuck other girls, then she'd give him a little peek here and there to make sure he realizes what he missed out on. She felt a tickle in her chest as she thought that, since when did she get so brave?
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Since when did she get so brave? The thought gnawed at his brain, his left hand gripping the steering wheel as he watched the black skirt raise over the very bottom of her ass cheeks, basically tempting him to jump her in the parking lot. His hand tightened around his phone, 8 text messages, all left on delivered. He knew she saw him in the apartment parking lot, he wasn't dumb, he was watching, he'd also seen her check her phone right after he sent her 3 consecutive messages and she placed the phone back down without looking.
"Bratty girl.", he scoffed, he didn't get why she acted so strange since yesterday. Yeah, she'd asked to go home but he wasn't taking her in a storm and he had maybe realized half way through the day her little hums of acknowledgment were about the only thing she added to any conversation the entire day. He also knew that no body had found the neighbor lady, yet. He wondered if she knew something was wrong, her little thoughtful look to her car made him think maybe she wasn't as dumb as he pegged her, then again... she was acting pretty dumb right now as he watched her enter the glass doors. He looked down at the cup holder, a fucking mocha frappe and a sausage egg and cheese biscuit. "Don't make me add ungrateful to the list, Bunny.", he sighed, what was going through her careless mind now?
Leon's fingers crumpled the small brown bag, his other hand knocking at the door, trying not to spill the slightly melted coffee. "Coming!", he threw his head back, adam's apple poking from his neck further. Rebecca.
"Rookie! Hey!", Rebecca leaned on the door, her green shirt and lab coat contrasting the entire room. "Ms. Chambers.", he nodded with a thin lipped smile. "Came to drop these off for-", "Well, aren't you the sweetest thing?! I'll make sure she gets them.", Rebecca's voice was overly excited. Either she was hiding away in the office for him or she was somewhere and Rebecca didn't want Leon to know. His eyes scanned what he could of the room, through the crack the width of skinny Rebecca. "Yeah, just make sure she gets it.", he was infuriated.
First, she deliberately looks at him and drives away, knowing he drove an extra 15 minutes to get to her apartment. She also knew he always gets her coffee and breakfast. He really didn't want to add ungrateful to the list of things he needed to change about her. He didn't miss the open window in her apartment either. He also wasn't stupid enough to think she locked that door before she walked out. He nearly thought about strangling her the next time he got close to her. She was suppose to answer his "good morning, my sweet bunny", text with a cute one back then he would tell her he's on his way to pick her up, then she'd hop in his car, eat breakfast with him and he'd take them to work. No- she has to go and get an attitude with him out of the blue and it was fucking up his plans! She- she fucked up his plans. He did not go through all that trouble for her to slip out of his fingers.
He leaned back in his office chair, the files piling up on his desk. He needed to get started and fill out the reports but he really, really couldn't focus knowing she was hiding behind that dark oak door. His eyes cut to it every now and then, he thought about walking by just to catch her voice, just to dull that nagging voice in the back of his head. "Kennedy!", Leon's body jumped, his hand tipping over the coffee, he'd yet to drink, he's started to not force the bitter bean juice down his throat as much as before. He didn't truly care about fitting in anymore, he just wanted her. He wanted her more than anything else. "Shit-", he hissed, "You day dreaming, boy?", the coffee had marred some of his reports. He'd have to retype those up now. His eyes closed as he listed to Chief Irons, "I'm sorry, sir. I've got a lot going on, i need to leave it outside the door.", he sighed, knowing the speech Irons gave anyone who used that excuse, but how could he leave it at the door when the problem was in here with him, behind her own door? "Clean that up and quit lallygagging.", Irons clapped his hand down on Leon's shoulder.
The door to the break room was already ajar, he heard someone using the sink as he pushed it open with his foot. The creak caused the figure to turn around, a familiar cup placed in their hands. "Oh...", her eyes rolled as she turned back to the sink. Leon froze, was she seriously pouring out the coffee he'd gotten her? "You're- You know i spent money on that?", he was near choking the girl out. "Well, i didn't ask you to- and i didn't ask you to wait outside my apartment either, Leon!", she whispered yelled, her neck craning to look at him over her shoulder. "I have picked you up every day since the first night! How was i suppose to know you didn't want me to pick you up? You wouldn't answer the phone!", Leon matched her tone, his teeth clenched down on the other as he stared down at her. "Exactly! I didn't want to talk to you!", she scoffed, her hands tossing the now empty cup into the trash can, Leon's eyes followed the cup, seeing a brown folded up paper wrapping.
"You didn't eat the-", he groaned, hands going to his face, rubbing down at his furrowed brow. "You're so ungrateful-", he quipped, his blue eyes hardening into a stern look. "I spent good money on those and you're gonna be so disrespectful to just toss them like trash?!", their argument was in lower tones, careful not to disrupt the others working hard in the office space. "Yep-", she popped the 'p' at the end of the word as she turned towards him. Her arms crossing over her chest as she arched her neck, squinting at him. "Don't want your money. Don't buy me coffee anymore.", she spoke in an attitude. Leon's brows knit, his mouth agape as he stared daggers at her. "You-", "What? Say it?!", she was not backing down, the boldness she had to flash him on her way in seemed to stick to her today. "You ungrateful little brat.", he was still staring daggers, if he was a cartoon, he'd have smoke coming out of his nose and ears.
"Me- Me?!", her voice cracked, "I'm pissed at you- you have some fucking nerve, Leon Scott Kennedy!", she was a bit louder as he waved his hand to quiet her, he didn't need the entire station to hear an argument between the two. "What the hell are you talking about it you, crazy bitch?!", he whispered yelled, walking over to her and grabbing above her elbow and pulling her towards him. "Don't touch me-!", she pulled back slightly, trying to break his grip until he tightened it. His fingers dimpling into her arm, brushing the soft flesh. "Don't.", she has never seen him so pissed off than she had in this moment. The comment in the car, nor the family moment they shared had him looking this angry. She flinched back, like his glare as nipped at her.
"What the hell are you on about?", at her silence he tugged her arm slightly, pulling her towards him. "Use your big girl words, you were so ready to spit then at me a few minutes ago.", his normal boyish look was not on his features now. He looked like he had a glint that radiated authority and the peek of dominance. This was new and honestly it threw her into mental loops. Her eyes flickering over his face as she parted her lips just to close them once more, eyes set. "I was in your bathroom, yesterday...", she sucked her lips against her teeth, "in your cabinet there was a pair of red panties.", she whispered, she was slightly intimidated by Leon's look and grip that started to falter.
"Panties-", Leon's cheeks lit up as he heard her utter the words, red... lacy... panties... "Oh- Oh!", his hand dropped from her arm instantly. "Those-!", he reeled back, his hand going behind his head to brush at the blonde locks. "Whose are they, Leon?", she sighed, her chest heaving softly as she let the puff of air out from her nose. Leon was struggling, his tongue darting to lick at his lips, his eyes going to hers then back up to the cabinets over the sink. "Don't lie to me, Leon...", she begged, her arms still crossed as her right hand brushed the rising bruises from his grip.
He couldn't tell her... he'd come off as more of a creep than he already did. God- he hoped she didn't touch them, the hard, cum dried lace that he'd wrapped around his cock as he pumped himself dry, imagining those pouting lips wrapped around him instead of those panties. Her soft hands fisting his cock as he bucked his hips meeting the back of her palm.
"Leon?", she whispered, she was desperate for an answer. Leon was desperate for an excuse, he'd never been in this bad of a predicaments "They're...", he looked down at her, eyes wide as he wheezed the only thing he could think of, "mine-", she nearly felt her eyes pop out. "They're... yours?", she nearly felt her jaw drop. "Y-yeah... i have a thing for red lace and-", got he was blushing so hard as he gazed down at her stunned face. "It's- it's not weird-", he tried to cover his ass, Leon could barely walk past the women's underwear in the store let alone go up and purchase one himself. "They're mine, i use them when I-", "Alright!", she waved her hands, this was awkward enough without his description. "I- I get it...", she nodded, a sheepish smile on her lips. "I should've asked instead of assuming.", she placed her hands on her hips, "i'm sorry for ignoring you and pouring out the drink and food.", she sighed, looking back at the trash can. "Maybe, i can make it up to you and we go out to eat tomorrow after noon?", she smiled softly, her gaze going back to him. "Yeah, yeah... tomorrow.", he was eager, back to his boyish enthusiasm as he thought about the date they'd go on. "I'd like that a lot.", he lowered his head slightly.
    "I'm sorry for grabbing you so hard.", his hand reached out to brush her bicep, she tilted her arm back, hissing as he made contact with the angry skin. "I'm really sorry...", he whispered, a frown embedding his lips. "It's okay.", it wasn't okay, she moved on rather quickly in the moment, but the hours after she'd gone back into the office with Rebecca, with the promise of a date- news had come in. A new body had been discovered in an apartment, seemingly murdered as her throat was slit. Her apartments, the smell... the lack of routine she realized this morning. Mrs.Jones. She felt sick.
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sick-bay · 1 year
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A list of my favorite whumpees (and characters i want to see more whump of!)
Zuko (from ATLA) - back when I was a kid and watched the show on TV I didn't even know what whump was but I always loved that final fight against Azula (you know, the one where he gets hurt)
Ace (from One Piece) - he’s always been my favorite OP character and I like the found family trope he has going on so I like fics and stuff where the other crew members are taking care of him (pls don’t mention his d-word to me, i WILL cry. Actually, he's alive and well!!)
Todoroki (from BNHA) - he's my favorite character in BNHA and tbh he’s very whumpable (also I really enjoy fics where Aizawa ends up looking after him like the dad he is)
Hak (from Akatsuki no Yona) - he canonically gets hurt A LOT and I'm enjoying it. Big, strong, tough guys getting hurt is just chef’s kiss! (I wish there were more fics about it but the manga itself is feeding me quite well so I can’t really complain)
Kaito Kid (from Case Closed/Detective Conan and Magic Kaito 1412) - he's always been my favorite character in the anime and even though I don't keep up with the anime itself, I've watched all the episodes and movies he shows up in lol He's just so whumpable and I love it when when he gets hurt and Shinichi ends up saving him, even though they're rivals.
Vanitas (Vanitas no Carte) - I don’t actively seek out whump content like fics for him but I did enjoy that one episode where he got hurt and ended up with a fever and all that.
Zack Fair (from FF VII) - the kind of whumpee who's loud and cheerful but gets uncharacteristically quiet when he's hurt and/or sick imo! There really isn't enough whump fics about him... Especially not about mentor Angeal and mentee Zack...
Cloud (from FF VII) - another big, tough guy! Very whumpable as well (though there is surprisingly little whumpy fics (and I'm not a fan of psychological whumpy stuff, I prefer it physical with the characters getting bloody and all that <3))!
Noctis (from FF XV) - I only played the game a few months ago (no, we will not talk about the ending. It’s not real) but I've read whump fics and sickfics about him a few years ago already lol Again, I love the found family kinda trope (is it found family if they've all already known each other and have been close for years? Anyways, I love the bond the group has). There is a lot more Noctis whump content than there is Cloud or Zack whump content.)
Suguru Geto (from Jujutsu Kaisen) - HOW COULD I FORGET HIM??? Well probably because there is nowhere near enough whump/sickfic content for him… I am in desperate need for moreeeee!! Maybe the anime onlys will feed me once the new season is out and they'll get to know him… I am hoping that will happen…
Leon (from Resident Evil) - there is NOT enough whump content for Leon! That being said, I enjoy fics where he works together with the BSAA and everything goes to shit and he gets hurt <3 (In my mind he's besties with Claire, Chris and Jill even though canonically he's never even interacted with Jill as far as I'm aware of but that doesn’t matter to me!)
Ghost (from CoD) - honestly I played most CoD games way back when I was in middle school but I never paid much attention to the story itself lmao But because I played the previous games all those years ago I got the new one that was recently released (just because nostalgia, you know?) and it started this new found love for whumpy Ghost. There is NOT enough content of that though (please, I am literally begging, give me more Ghost whump). Another big (like literally, the guy is huge <3), strong dude that I like to see bloody and hurt.
d'Artagnan (from The Musketeers, like the movie or the show or the book idk, just d'Artagnan) - I've known about the Three Musketeers since I was a little girl idk everyone knows them I guess?? ('All for one and one for all!' and all that. It's just famous) but I've only watched that one movie a few years ago (the one with Logan Lerman). Anyways, I enjoy whump fics about him. Simply because he's the 'baby' of the group and the others are like mentors to him and more experienced and even though he's talented and he can hold his ground, I love it when he gets hurt and the others take care of him.
Legolas (from The Lord of the Rings) - I've always loved him. He's always been my favorite but for some strange reason I never thought about whumpee Legolas until like a year ago??? I absolutely love the bromance between him and Aragorn and Gimli and the idea of him talking in elvish with Aragorn when he's hurt and/or feverish is just so dear to me!
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amazingmagda · 10 months
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I’m tired of seeing recommendations of smut with Leon Kennedy, that’s not why I follow re2 and re4 tags ;-; (esp that he tends to be horribly mischaracterized in half of the stories ;-;)
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feistyfreaks · 6 months
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Can I request something? 👉🏼👈🏼
if it’s yes. Can you do a coffee date with DI!Leon? in winter vibe, I think it will be cute and fun to hang out with him.
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winter’s sweet invitation ❅.
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₊❏❜content ⋮ dl!leon x f!reader. one-shot. smut free. just fluff ;).
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you were eager to finally spend some time with leon, outside of work. he’s been working overtime and is always taking the biggest naps after his shift; his schedule is so packed, you two rarely spend time together anymore.
but today he made some changes.
ding.
you turn your attention to the illuminated cellular device, and you smile.
my gringito ♡ — i’m on my way, love. just stopped at the gas station, is there anything you’d like?
you — i’m fine really, don’t worry :).
my gringito ♡ — alright, text you when i’m there.
you wait patiently in the cafe, gazing outside the frosted windows that were draped with white curtains, decorated with fairy lights. it was a snowy afternoon. the snow, accumulated and packed into small ice crystals; like the ice has been broken down into tiny flakes, white and cold, but lighter in weight. a few minutes go by, your phone buzzes and the door jingles open. you turn towards the direction the noise came from and were met with a cold breeze that fanned you as you slightly shivered.
“leon!” you smile, springing up and jumping into your boyfriends arms. “someone looks awfully excited to see me.” he chuckled softly, tightly clasping his arms around your width. “how are you darling?” he asked, his tone deep and masculine.
“i’m great actually, now that you’re here.” you chime as he presses a kiss to your lips, “and how are you?” you murmur; eyes glinting in the cafe’s shade, “i could say the same.” leon kisses, “you look gorgeous, as always.”
you blush, “it’s nothing really, you look..” you pause to admire his appearance. long bangs framing his face, defined jawline with a stubbled chin, furrowed brows and his iconic heavy leather jacket atop his broad shoulders.
“hot.”
he chuckles at your statement and you feel your cheeks go warm. “oh my love, why don’t you go order? drinks are on me.” you nod, as the two of you head to the front. you ogle the menu, eyeing all the options. “hi, may i take your order?”
“hello, one cappuccino, the sugar plum cheese danish, and the chocolate cake pop.” you hum, “and he’ll take the..” you glance at leon who’s already staring at you.
“hm.. i think i’ll take the cinnamon dolce latte and the glazed doughnut.” he answered. “is that all?” the cashier asked as leon glances over at you again. “that’s all, thank you.” you reply as leon nods. he whips his wallet out and hands the lady his card.
the card approves and she hands you two the receipt. “c’mon let’s take a seat,” leon crooned, his hand grabbing the chairs backrest as he pulls it out for you; beckoning you to sit down.
you take your seat and he pushes your chair a bit forward, and he tugs a chair out backwards for himself. “it’s been a while since we’ve gone on a date.” you breathe out steadily. “yeah, i’m glad i can make up for it now.” he smiles sweetly, “we’ve almost hit a year of dating, anything you want to do to celebrate?” leon asks.
“wow it’s already been a year?” you giggle, “time flies doesn’t it? hm, well actually.. i don’t know.. what’re you planning on doing?” you quirk a brow.
just then your number gets called out and leon smiles mischievously. he gives you a look before he stands up, walking over to the counter up front and coming back with a tray of sweet confections and drinks.
“soo.. you know how i’m working a lot?” he began, setting down the tray between the two of you. “mhm.” you hum, turning your attention to him as you grab your cappuccino.
“well, i was thinking of taking you on a trip to paris.” he adds, his eyes search for a reaction from you.
“really?!”
your smile brightens as you clasp your hands together. “of course, you’ve always told me you wanted to go to the eiffel tower one day, so why not go now since i’m offering you the chance?” leon explains, stuffing his hand into his pocket.
“oh leon! that’ll be a dream come true, i’m so excited!” you squeal, “imagine all the things we could do there as a couple!”
leon melts at the thought of purposing to you in paris; he clutches a small box in his hand as his gaze softens on you.
“when are we going?” you ask, snapping him out of his thoughts. “oh, uhm this winter?” he says, gulping down his latte.
“i can’t wait, that’s so romantic, especially since the holiday season is coming up. that’ll be the best christmas gift.” you ramble, his hand reaches to interlace with yours. “anything to make you happy.” he coos, handing you your cheese danish as you take a bite.
you take a couple more drinks from your cappuccino, the hot beverage tingling your throat. you lick the outer part of the cake pops shell, your warm tongue melts chocolate as it syrups into your mouth.
the edges of your lips curve into a warm and delicate grin. “tastes delicious.” you hum, you stuff the cake pop into your mouth; this time actually taking a bite.
leon bites his doughnut, “it’s as sweet as you.” he laughs and you roll your eyes. “have you bought the tickets yet?” you asked, taking another bite of your cheese danish. “mmmm, actually yeah. i did it this weekend, a month in advance so we can plan out where we want to visit first.”
your eyes widen in excitement. “seriously?! oh my gosh.” your jaw opens.
“did you book the hotel already?”
“hm. i was planning to book them mid november, i was also thinking of taking you to loire valleys castle while we’re there.” leon adds, finishing his snack.
“the tickets are at least a hundred n fifty leon, that’s too expensive.”
“i know. but i’ve been working overtime for a reason.” he winks.
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