*sobs and cries and throws up*
but she needed more than me.
SUMMARY: leon is simply, not good enough.
NOTES: 108 followers. what. thank you from the bottom of my heart i am so happy you like my content! i just cannot bring myself to finish the chris songfic help😭 reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated, sorry for any typos💓 this is really short sorry
leon was never good enough.
of course he wasn’t, he was scrawny, nerdy, unsociable. every single negative quality in the world is the perfect way to describe leon kennedy, not that he didn’t have friends - quite the opposite, he did. but they just seemed to take the spotlight away from him.
he loved you, the only person who actually cared about him deeply, always reminding him that he also a very interesting person - friendly, thoughtful and quite awfully pretty. he didn’t believe it at first, but time passes, people change, so he started to think that way. opening himself into the world.
which meant opening himself to new people.
he knew chris and carlos from luis, but he never actually met them. and he knew exactly why when carlos was basically all over you - hitting playfully as you both shares a drink together. but he can’t interrupt, he won’t. you’re just a friend of him, and no matter how much he wants you two to be something more, he can’t.
you started dating carlos, and he was a victim. he needs to listen to you bickering about this fight or how he spilled over spaghetti sauce all over your favorite t-shirt. he comforted you like the good friend he was, when deeply in his heart he wishes to be something more. but carlos was amazing, strong, muscular, handsome. he was… nothing compared to him.
that’s when he hears you over the phone talking with ashley, “you’re getting married? to carlos?” and his heart breaks into two.
he didn’t talk to you at all after hearing that, leon covered himself with ice cream and tissues - you called him everyday, but he didn’t answer. he felt like hearing you speak again could make him explode, a lump formed in his throat everytime someone mentioned your name. ashley was worried, luis just left him alone. “ashley, don’t you know about leon’s secret crush on… you know who?” and ashley understood, so she left him alone as well.
you started to worry, what happened to leon? surely he didn’t do something bad to himself, so you showed up in his house. to his surprise he almost fainted when he saw you, your bright smile makes his eyes shine for the first time since forever. he quickly realized his hair his messy and that he looks disgusting, waving before he went to change and not so long after he sits next to you again.
“where are you leon? is everything alright? i’m worried.”
he didn’t know what to say, you just kept pushing him around with your questions - stupid meaningless words like “do you hate me?” comes out your mouth and he wants to laugh into your face. “leon,” your hands resting on his thigh, your eyes pierced into his. “please…” and his mouth parts apart.
“i’m in love with you, can’t you see it?! i’ve been in love with you for ages now! you… you made me feel like i’m worth something, i’m a new person all thank to you! don’t you remember? friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty? thats what i think of you, but you aren’t just pretty… you’re, breathtaking. that’s why… i didn’t talk to you ever since i’ve heard you’re getting married to carlos. i didn’t know what to do…”
he feels how his heart beats fast, his sweat covered his forehead and palms, he wants to break something. you’re eyes expand and he’s waiting, wanting to scream in your face for you to answer him already. but when you did, he wishes he never said what he just said just before. “leon… i love carlos. not… not you.”
and you left.
and he broke into two. he deleted everything that has something to do with you; text messages, photos, instagram and he didn’t stop there. he burned photos, birthday presents, everything. you reminded him of what he was, not what he will becomes.
he attended the wedding, against his will obviously. ashley practically dragged him there with the help of chris. she knew about leon’s hopeless romantic situation but still made him go? what kind of friend she is, leon thought.
you were indeed, awfully pretty. and carlos was disgustingly handsome, more than he will ever be. he noticed the way you stared at him, orbs widen at his sight and spark in your eyes, you loved carlos. not him. and why would you?
you needed more than him.
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it's spooky season :3
I should write small dribbles/blurbs for kinktober if I have the motivation >:3
Requests/asks are closed for now! Maybe for awhile since I haven't had the motivation to write (〃゚3゚〃)
I'll get to the current asks/requests soon (it's only 2 and I'm suffering)
Also I'm lowkey straying away from my Leon obsession--I still love him, I've just been focused on other things!
I still love you all!!!
HOLY SHIT ON C AI?? GIRL DID NOT JUST BYPASS THE FILTER, THEY MADE IT NO LONGER EXIST
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This is the best response I’ve ever gotten
Someone stop me from reading Leon angst at 3am
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Leon S Kennedy x F!Reader
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Warnings: Heavy Angst, Death, Alcohol Mention, Older!Leon (Pictured Vendetta Leon), Hurt + No Comfort
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He's made mistakes plenty of times- he's only human. Yet he carries them endlessly in the back of his mind, always yet another corpse lining his path through the world.
You get used to it.
At least that's what he tells himself and others. Is it really true though? Can anyone ever actually get used to something like this?
Sometimes he finds himself running after things he should probably let go- but how could he? Searching for the pieces of him that went missing in all the wrong places.
You looked at him gently and handled him as though he was an injured dove rather than a damaged man. It was something he wasn't sure he could truly get used too.
Fearing the rapids of his own mind may drag you under with him.
I need to let you go.
Isn't it true that- if you love something you set it free? How could he risk clipping your angel wings with his sharp edges. Surely you deserve better.
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Your fingers dance along his skin tracing little shapes up his arm, a simple smile on your face as a soothing silence hangs in the air.
It's nice sometimes to just be quiet and let the sense of safety wrap you like a cozy blanket. It's true when you first met Leon it was his corny sense of humor that caught your attention- then those captivating blue eyes that sucked you in like a whirlpool.
It wasn't long though before you truly got to know him, the more you learned the more you craved his presence. His roughened edges and pain didn't frighten you- the dark cloud hovering over him didn't make you shy away.
You stuck around.
The peace you brought him only made him question even more though how the hell he could ever be worthy of someone so wonderful.
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A harsh tug on his heart as he stared at the few small things left behind. His home wasn't a home anymore, the warmth you brought to it now gone.
You came and lit up his life and now that light has fizzled out leaving an even darker void in it's wake.
Blood.
He sometimes could still feel it on his hands, the texture and warmth of it... The way your eyes met his and it looked almost as though you hated him.
Hated that he was the one that came to save you.
"I don't need your fucking help!!!"
Your words echo inside his head as he vividly remembers the way you yanked away from his touch... You were in so much pain yet you had acted as though his hands were what burned you most.
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Your eyes are locked onto the newly bought bottle of whiskey, his voice seemingly more distant now.
"It's just not going to work."
Your gaze cut up to meet his.
"And why not? Are you still in love with her?"
"No. Of course not."
The insinuation truly stabbed him deeply, how could he ever think about anyone else while he was with you? Then again... He wasn't exactly telling you why he was dumping you either. Giving you no choice but to come up with your own conclusions.
"Then why, Leon?"
"This relationship just isn't right."
"Bullshit."
There was a certain venom in your tone as you abruptly stood up, his stance immediately tensing up more as he wasn't used to your anger being aimed at him... What made his throat tighten and him look away from you though was the undeniable hurt in your eyes.
"God as my witness- I never want to see you again."
Did you really mean that? He wasn't sure and neither were you. Rage and hurt boiling over into tears and harsh words. You bumped into the table sending the bottle of whiskey to the floor- in complete honesty you didn't give a single shit as it spilled.
After all- this isn't home to you anymore. He has to clean up the mess.
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He laid down on the couch while holding your sweater, the scent of your perfume lingering on the fabric.
The guilt he felt over everything that happened wasn't like anything else. Every part of him just wanted to scream- yet he didn't.
Instead he stayed in place feeling hollow, past events haunting him at every turn.
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You were weak- there was no way you'd make it. Not in time.
Limp in his arms as he carried you- adrenaline and pure desperation fuelling him. He couldn't let go of you, he just couldn't. He couldn't leave you there even though in the back of his mind he knew.
"Leon... I have to ask you something."
"After I get you out of here."
Those words irritated you as you felt the impending end closing in on your soul.
"Was it worth it?"
You just asked anyway- no time to waste as death wrapped its unforgiving arms around you. He glanced down at your face as you grew further away- heart in his chest felt as though it had stopped as well in that moment.
"Was what worth it? Keep talking. Hey- stay with me. Come on. We're almost there just-"
At some point you have to learn to let go. Stop running after something you will never catch. Don't search for your missing pieces in the wrong places.
How does one learn though? Trial and error.
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Even now thinking back on your question as he attempts to drag himself back into life- force some form of normalcy to take place again.
He doesn't fully understand- doesn't know why those had to be your last words. Why he couldn't save you. Why he couldn't give you a proper answer then in there. Why-
Stop torturing yourself.
But he can't- can he? Deep down he knows the answer to your question. Perhaps he can finally give it to you one day.
'Was it worth it?'
'No. Of course not.'
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Drama Club (Highschool AU)
Chapter I
Oh no...seems like she hasn't posted anything else yet.
Warnings; NSFW, (18+), Female Reader, implied to have a big chest (not crazy big like be realistic) and a GYATT (sorry), p in v sex, seductiveness, implied squiring, a little sprinkle of degradation (use of the word “slut”), Semi-Public, unwanted pics (He wanted them), mentions of jerking off/masturbation, sinful thoughts of your best friend, raw sex, idk tell me if I missed anything, HORRIBLY WRITTEN SMUT. ITS SO BAD.
Notes; I was supposed to write this for Thoma originally so if this name is somewhere in here…ignore it. If you like this, support me on kofi! Link in masterlist!
You’ve been his best friend since secondary school, and you couldn’t deny the feelings you had for him within high school.
You always denied it though, because you just couldn’t ruin the friendship. But, now you’re both in university, stuff changes and you definitely grew some stuff..
Your feelings for him turn into sexual desires when you realize it’s been a long time since you’ve done anything. You’ve been so occupied with university that you couldn’t even spend some time on yourself…
What sets everything off is when he invites you to his house in the spring to swim. Seeing those abs and the water dripping off his chest…holy shit. Is it bad you wanted to lick all that water off or?
You bring up the topic of friends with benefits, but not between you two (yet), just what he thinks of it.
When he isn’t opposed to one with a friend, that’s what changes your mindset completely. You knew he wasn’t the best at making those type of moves, but with your assets…
It starts a week later when you ask to sleepover at his house after a party. He agrees.
This is gonna sound crazy, but you purposely puked over yourself by drinking too much so he could give you his shirt. You decided, that not wearing any shorts was now your way of sleeping!
So, here you were in his room, in his shirt, black underwear that was hardly covered, and a bed for the both of you to share.
He gulped, lingering for a while but said nothing and just got into bed. He was gonna think about your ass for a while.
You got in beside him, and maybe an hour later if he’s asleep and you’re not, you’ll secretly inch yourself closer to him, so when he wakes up and finds your hardly covered ass rubbing against him, he’ll have to go to the bathroom.
What sets him off completely is in the morning when you stretch, your arms going up and exposing your bare legs and stomach. He couldn’t stop staring.
The next step isn’t too far away; Maybe 2 weeks later. He invited you to come for a swim again, and this one was a hard decision between a bikini or a horribly fabricated shirt that exposed everything.
You decided to go for a bikini that didn’t have the best fabric, so when it got wet…
“A bikini?” He spoke. “What happened to your shorts and shirts?” You usually never went with bikinis.
You shrugged. “Change of habit.”
The cold water made your nipples pop, going through the fabric completely. Did I mention the bikini was also white?
You made sure to shake your chest a little extra, and whenever you dived you made sure your ass was closest to the top of the water.
This, is what gets him thinking about you a lot from now on.
Later in the week you’re FaceTiming him, and he noticed the change in clothes. You’re wearing a dress from HIGH SCHOOL. It was so small that the side of your breasts were out.
He had no shame in hiding the fact he was staring at them the entire FaceTime.
In the middle of taking, you pretended to drop your phone by your leg, but he didn’t expect that when you’d pick it up, he’d catch a glimpse of his favourite colour as your tight panties before you quickly moved the phone back up.
He has to hang up 5 minutes later.
Now, your next idea is gonna sound absolutely horrible.
You took pictures of yourself, none of you naked but had a sexy lingerie set in his favourite colour and sent them to him on Messages
And 2 seconds later you’re spamming him on Snapchat,
DON’T OPEN MY IMESSAGE
IGNORE IT
I DIDN’T MEAN TO SEND IT TO YOU.
Now, he’s curious, so of course he tells you he won’t look and says he’ll delete the chat.
But really he’ll save them to his phone and definitely jerk off to them.
Now, the next step is the final step, and takes the most courage.
You invite him out to the club, wearing a sexy right black dress that showed your curves perfectly.
Since this was gonna take up a lot of courage, you took maximum 2 shots to get your mindset a little changed for this.
He takes the same amount you do, and you’ve both been to multiple parties where you’ve gotten blackout drunk; 2 shots would make sure you’d remember everything.
When the both of you make your way to the dance floor, you’re shaking, but you keep telling yourself you can do this.
The next song plays and you’re both dancing together,
And the next thing he knew, you’ve turned around and you’re grinding your ass right on his pelvis. He freezes for a bit, and you’re scared; Have you gone too far?
But suddenly, his hands are on your hips and he’s moving the two of you to the rhythm, keeping your ass pressed against him.
You dance like this for another minute or 2 and then he moves his arms up around your waist, pulling your back against his chest as he starts to kiss your neck, sucking on it.
You let out moans, wishing he could hear them.
One hand makes its way up to grope your tit, he could already feel your nipple with how tight your dress was. “No bra?” He spoke into your ear so seductively, making you whimper.
He then grab your arms, dragging you to the washroom.
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The small washroom mirror is steamed as your pressed against it, sat atop the sink, the both of you sloppily making out as his dick pushed in and out of of your cunt, your fluids dripping all over your thighs.
“Fucking slut,” He grunted, throwing his head back at the pure bliss. “You knew what you’ve been doing, haven’t you? All those, fuck, pictures? The bikini?”
You just grinned, tongue lolling out as your eyes rolled back into your head. “Nghh- fuck!”
He slapped the side of your ass, “Tell me how much of a slut you are, since you wanna be treated like one”
“Mmm- FUCK! I’m a slut, I’m your fucking slut, nghh~!”
“Good girl,” He panted, fucking into you harder. “I dreamed of this.” He groaned, laughing. “Fucking this tight pussy. It-fuck! Belongs to me now.”
Somehow, his thrusts became even harder, making you scream as you clawed at this back, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. “Don’t stop!”
“Scream louder, maybe you’ll beat the music,” He snorted, and you wanted to slap the grin off his face, but you’re met with pure bliss as you meet your high. Maybe you beat the music.
“I’m cumming!Imcummingimcumming!”
You screamed as your fluids gushed all over his pelvis and he kept fucking into you. Maybe you beat the music.
It didn’t take long until he came into you. Ropes of his warm seed plastering your insides. He panted, resting his head on your shoulder.
You both stayed like that for a few minutes, the both of you too overstimulated to move.
At some point he pulled out, making you whine. His cum was starting to spill out and he shook his head, shoving 2 fingers in.
“Let’s go back to my place, I’m not done with you yet.”
-THOMA, ITTO, ALHAITHAM, KAVEH, AYATO, Tighnari, Albedo, CYNO, CHILDE, Pantalone, DILUC, Kaeya, ZHONGLI, Xiao, NEUVILLETTE, Wriothesly
I beg for more sweet Leon
janitorai not working and im in NEED for Leon fucking Kennedy so here we go. Leon smut. Leon headcanons. Bear with my rambling :3 might write an actual fanfic for this later on? it’s my first writing so i am a bit rusty </3
Warnings: none, nothing triggering. Insecurities, a bit of anxiety but mostly fluffy smut. Just first time headcanons. Fem!reader. Soft Dom!Leon.
okay can we actually talk about Re4R!Leon? I love this man sm.
I feel like he would be anxious. Not showing it of course, but he would be nervous. What if he’s not good for you? What if you think he’s gonna use you for your body? He would never, but he’s nervous you’d think this way. It’s his biggest fear.
That’s why it takes so long for him to actually have his first time with you. It would take MONTHS. Also terrified after everything happening in Spain; he may not be showing any signs but he’s going through it.
He would eat you out for hours first, making sure you feel so good. He genuinely loves being buried between your thighs. Loves your scent, your taste— it’s a blessing.
But once he gets into it? Dear god. He’s the sweetest. When he first slid in, he could swear he was about to cum on spot. You feel heavenly. Is this is blessing after long years of misery? Maybe. He gave you a few minutes to adjust before actually thrusting. He keeps asking you if you’re okay, if you’re feeling good, IS HE doing good. Is he too big? Are you okay, are you in pain? Especially if it would be your first time, he would be so gentle. He would be silent, not wanting to let out any noise. What if you won’t like it? What if he’s too noisy? But when he lets out a grunt, and notices you’re clenching around him when he’s making noise— he’s suddenly feeling less insecure.
He thinks your pussy is heavenly, quickly grows pussydrunk. Your moans are a grace to his wounded heart. Can’t stop himself anymore. Keeps on thrusting, even when you cum, helping you through your orgasm and hugging you the whole time.
Yes, Leon would hold your hand entire time. Hug you. It’s like cuddle sex. Always on you, always kissing you, keeping his fingers intertwined with yours. It brings him comfort. Keeps him grounded. Keeps looking into your eyes to see if you’re okay.
He cums only at the end, only when he’s sure you felt oh so good. Cums whenever you ask him to, he’s not picky. And after that? Aftercare is so sweet with him. He kisses you, picks you up and gives you a bath, constantly making sure you’re okay. After that, he takes you to bed, gives you water and everything you need, places you on his chest and lets you drift off. Watches you sleep, too. And you know what? He’s smiling. A genuine, small smile of his.
Denki acting like most guys I know that are around my age and I think its so cute o(〃^▽^〃)o
Hii i hope you’re having a wonderful day/night can i request a mha text fic (wth any guys you can choose how many or who) where they react to react reader having a succubus tattoo like the ones you put on your lower stomach or lower back have a great day/night, don’t forget to eat healthy and drink lots of water, and take a nap too (∗´ര ᎑ ര`∗) (p.s you don’t have to do this btw)
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Cont: suggestive content, gn!reader, swearing
Characters included: Deku, Bakugou, Todoroki, Kirishima, Denki, Shinsou
a/n hey babes! thank you for requesting, i hope you're taking care of yourself too <3
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Leon in this scene is so pookie girl dinner
Resident Evil 4 (2005)
Can't wait :3
a childe x reader series.
⟡ ꒰ synopsis
⤷ when your childhood friend looks at you from across the room during a valentines' festival at your uni – the one person you played with, held the wonders of childhood delight with – what are you supposed to do? confess that you loved him from the start? or keep your silence, staring at him from afar?
⟡ ꒰ genre & warnings
⤷ an sfw childhood friends to lovers with childe, and everything in between. hurt and comfort, some angst. THIS WHOLE SERIES IS INSPIRED BY LAUFEY. university au.
⟡ ꒰ chapters
01. falling behind.
02. dear soulmate.
03. beautiful stranger.
04. valentine.
05. while you were sleeping.
06. lovesick.
07. bewitched.
08. what love will do to you.
09. fragile.
10. promise.
11. second best.
12. let you break my heart again.
13. just like chet.
14. someone new.
15. magnolia
16. dance with you tonight.
17. hi.
18. street by street.
19. best friend.
20. must be love.
21. from the start.
⟡ ꒰ notes
⤷ there will be mentions of physical appearance sometimes but you're free to disregard them and substitute it with your own imagination. this fic is centred around this being yn's first relationship, so there will be times where bad decisions are made, or wrong things are said .. they're learning, and we're learning :') this is a rewrite of my previous series that i never quite started... tropes used: ⟡ childhood friends to lovers ⟡ strangers to lovers ⟡ what are we series playlist
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