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leonwifey · 1 year
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IRENE I MISS YOU BELOVED!!! GOD ITS GOOD TO HEAR FROM YOU.
MY SWEET BELOVED VIVI….. I MISS YOU BAD HIIIIIII
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"𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑻𝑶 𝒀𝑶𝑼 " — you can never get used to the mornings when he leaves.
˚୨୧ genre — fluff, domestic au
˚୨୧ word count — 1,052
˚୨୧ note — here lies my comeback drabble!! it's a little angsty? i don't know, i listen to carly rae jepsen's album otw to work every day + with the thought of RE4R leon in mind... i just had to write this.. enjoy! as always, requests are open as well :]
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Even in your most delicate and peaceful dreams, the sound of sheets rustling wakes you. Blindly swatting your hand across the king sized bed, your heart nearly falters at the feeling of emptiness. Leon’s side of the bed still radiates his familiar warmth and relief washes over you when the sound of his deep chuckle echoes from across the room. 
“Ugh, is it already time?” You grumble, rising slowly whilst attempting to rub the sleep off your eyes. 
Shifting your position so you rest against the headboard, a pang in your legs causes you to moan slightly with discomfort. Although aching terribly from the number your husband had done on you just mere hours ago, you let out a small giggle at the reminder as you rest your head back. 
The sight before you isn’t an uncommon one. With his bare broad back turned to you, you peacefully watch him get dressed with the same adoration you’ve kept with you for many many years. Behind you the sun rises shyly, seeping liquid gold between your bedroom curtains. A gold streak lines itself down Leon’s well built back, putting a spotlight on some of the scars he’d collected from past missions. When it comes to him, you can’t help but have worry root itself deep in your stomach sometimes.
Feeling your quiet gaze along with the power of intuition as a husband, the blonde agent turns to you with a smirk before pulling on his shirt. Heavenly blue and deep, his eyes meet yours.
“You’re staring, Sweetheart…” 
“Mhm, I’m just enjoying the view.” You quip sleepily.
As you watch your god of a husband make his way back towards the bed, a small smile is unable to keep itself off your lips. The warmth of the golden sun covers him in full and you finally see his handsome face, one you’ve fallen in love with over and over and over again. Leon sits on the edge of the bed beside you and he leans over to tuck your hair behind your ear. A small, yet endearing gesture that immediately makes you melt at his touch. 
Cupping the frame of your face with his large hand, his calloused thumb glides itself across the soft valley of your cheeks and down to brush your plush lips. 
“Gonna miss this face.” He admits, dropping his hand and turning his head to return to the task of getting ready. 
Already missing his face, your arms instantly drape themselves over his wide shoulders with your chin hooking itself near his neck. While your husband fixes on his watch to his wrist, you take the opportunity to pepper kisses along his jaw. The agent lets out a soft grunt as you dutifully continue your ministrations, letting the last kiss go with a pop. “Just don’t miss me too much, Mr. Kennedy.” 
“Oh, Mrs. Kennedy,” Leon coos, craning his head to tickle his nose against yours. “We both know I couldn’t do such a thing.”
With the way his azure eyes delve into yours, you can’t help but chase after those irresistible lips of his. The overfamiliar situation makes you bite your trembling lip. Once again do you rise during the early mornings of the day to watch your husband leave your embrace. There are times when you fear he won’t ever return and there are times when you can barely move another inch in the large bed that is always filled by two. This time, you feel as though everything consumes you all at once.
“What if I miss you more?” You whisper, the sound of uncertainty filling the silent bedroom.
“Not possible,” Leon shakes his head with a small smile. “Come here.” 
In an instant flurry, his large hands grab at your waist and he places you right on his lap. The sudden action causes you to wince as you start to feel the soreness in your legs creep up once more. To this, he smirks and you’re too late to hide your reaction. “Sore, huh?”
“Shut up.” You squirm, failing at an attempt to escape from his hold. Despite the fact that the two of you have been married and are still desperately in love for many moons, the man continues to keep his ability to fluster you without fail. “This is your fault.”
“But you love me.” The hands that hold you give you a small squeeze.
You nod solemnly, wrapping your arms around his neck. “That I certainly do.”
Leon’s phone vibrates on the bedside table, breaking the trance the two of you share. The sound serves as a reminder that causes your heart to deflate and you make a small effort to cover the frown. When you turn back to look at him, his eyebrows are furrowed and you can already read what’s on his mind. 
You’re thinking the same thing, too. Something told you he’d be gone a little longer this time. Spain was way too far for your comfort and peace of mind.
“Looks like that’s my cue...” He exhales in defeat. 
Following him to the door, you quickly grab his new jacket from the closet. It was expensive, a brown jacket with fine leather and fur to accompany it. You had given it to him as a gift, a little something to celebrate him. “Don’t forget your jacket. And don’t lose it.” You warn your husband playfully, enough to lighten the mood.
He accepts the jacket from you and puts it on obediently. As you open the front door, the autumn breeze bites at your skin and you silently hope that Leon will be fine. across the street, a sleek black car and suited men are posted outside your house patiently waiting for a certain agent.
“Of course, I love you.” Leon says, leaning in to seal his declaration with a short, passionate kiss to your lips.
“Be safe and you better come home to me quickly.”
“You know I always do.” He pulls you in to plant one last kiss to your temple before stepping out of the house. “I’ll come home soon.”
“Okay. I love you, too.” 
With your last parting words, you watch gingerly from the lonely door, your husband leaving you once more. It is when the car leaves your sight do your tears begin to fall.
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leonwifey · 1 year
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*taps mic* h-hey…. guys i finished re4 yesterday and there are no words to use to express the raw genuine female carnal primal desires i hold for leon s kennedy… ok bye
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leonwifey · 1 year
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begging for any kind of irene content how are you wifey
oh how i missed just chatting and oversharing and gushing over leon... um but me? *looks around* school is beating my ass... nursing school is hell guys.. i've been grinding on schoolwork these past couple of weeks... um um i also played a bit of hogwarts legacy!! it's fun and i'm a slytherin!!! umm um i can't think rn my brain is seriously fried but ily
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leonwifey · 1 year
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WAIT!!! I FORGOT TO SAY HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO MY LOVELY IRENE!!! IM SO SORRY
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MY BELOVED VI!!!!!! SCREAMING!!!!! i luv luv luv you.... forever valentine <3 MUAH
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leonwifey · 1 year
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this blog is so important to me it is up there with water and air leonwifey you will always be famous
this is so cute.... can you please... thank you for always thinking of me up there because i always seem to vanish... i love you dearly wtf ... </3
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leonwifey · 1 year
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IRENE!!! i miss u hi.. i hope this isn't rude but are u gonna write soon? i be missing your work fr
hi sweet i miss u too!!! *looks around* pro tip: if you send me a req i might be so compelled to pick up the pen... jk but not jk.. i def will write again when i go back to school next week because i've been experiencing a pattern that makes me deeply sad and always in a foul mood...
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leonwifey · 1 year
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reader LIKED the fic? reader left thoughtful comment because they thought there was something worth analyzing? oh! oh! love for reader! love for reader for one thousand years!
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leonwifey · 1 year
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im sick as a dog and miserable so you’re getting a doting husband leon taking take of sick reader drabble </3 since i can’t work on big fics while my brain is in a sick slump,, excuse if it isn’t the best it’s really just a self indulgent stream of consciousness because i wish i had a leon taking care of me rn!!
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leon x gn!reader, not proofread, 1.5k <3
i cant add a read more cut because tumblr is once again broken so don’t complain at me!! there’s nothing i can do!!
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It started at roughly six o’clock in the morning, a wave of insufferable heat washed over your body and forced you away from sleep. With a quiet groan you stirred, sitting upright and immediately regretting it as your head began to pound with a sharp pain that stung at your temples and across your forehead. You started coming down with a flu yesterday evening, nothing more than an irritating cough that was easily ignored. But now you find yourself feeling dizzy and you’re hurriedly burning up, whatever this is it’s now demanding your attention in a big way.
You try your best not to disturb your spouse who sleeps beside you as you sneak out from under the covers, longing for the embrace of the cold bedroom air. But you’re still burning up, your skin itches with heat and in your hazy, sleepy state you can’t help but grow nervous. You fumble for the glass of water you keep on your bedside table and swallow it down in the hopes of calming the headache, but when it doesn’t pay off immediately your frustration festers.
Try as you might you just can’t get comfortable laying on top of the covers and your sleepwear feels suffocating. You toss and turn, pulling the fabric away from your body to try to cool yourself but it’s all futile, and regrettably this display of discomfort disturbs the man resting beside you.
“Honey…?” Calls Leon’s gruff, sleep mused voice. You freeze as a twisting guilt seats itself in your tummy, a type of ‘I fucked up’ guilt that only makes you more anxious. “What’s goin’ on?” While his back had been facing you before he now groggily turns himself over, reaching out a hand that searches for you in the dark. You sigh and sniffle. “Nothin’ I’m just, well I think I’m sick.”
Leon grumbles as he sits up beside you, stretching his arms over his head until something clicks and you wince. You wait while he wakes himself. “What kind of sick?” His searching hand finds your forearm and he sucks in a hiss through his teeth. “Shit, you’re really warm, hon’.” His touch takes a path up your arm, dancing over your shoulder and neck until he finds your face and presses his palm to your forehead. The delicate ministration soothes you just a little, his touch like a balm, but the pain peaks when Leon takes his hand away again. You swear, brows knitting in the middle.
“Right,” your husband grumbles, throwing the sheets back. “Wait here a second,” as he stands he checks the alarm clock on the bedside table, glad to see that it isn’t quite ridiculously early. You watch through a squint while he strides to open the curtains, letting the light of the sunrise fill the space. It’s jarring at first, the flashing gold that engulfs you both, but watching him come back over to you with the glow dancing over his shoulders, lighting him from behind, makes butterflies soar in your chest.
Leon grabs you by your ankles and pulls you to the end of the bed with predictable ease, earning a small yelp and a smile from you. You hit at his chest when he keens over your sitting figure, nosing at your temple while his hands find your waist. “Leon!” You scold, trying to push back at his toned chest. “Back up, I don't wanna get you sick too!” Your little complaint is strained through a sickly rasp and a sneeze creeps up on you as soon as the sentence is over, prompting him to recoil.
“Okay honey, okay,” he muses, stretching his arms above his head. “Wait here.” He turns to the bedroom door and you roll your eyes at him. “You said that a minute ago.” You quip, laying back on the bed with a pained groan. The ache in your head spikes again and you’re forced to close your eyes, internally willing and begging for it to stop. “And that goes into effect now!” Leon's voice echoes back up to you as he takes himself along the hall and down the stairs, the sound of his footfalls on the wooden floors fading gradually.
Tired steps lead him to the kitchen and he immediately gets to work by first retrieving your favourite mug from the cupboard to fix you a cup of tea. There are a few variations of teas in the neighbouring cabinet but none of which he has ever tried, so tried and true black tea it is, he knows he can make that one just right. Thanks to the boiling water tap Chris recommended he install it’s already set to steep in a mere thirty seconds. While waiting Leon fishes out the honey from its space by the mugs, a teaspoon or so will make the tea nice and sweet and hopefully help you feel that bit better.
He knows you’ve been trying to cut back on having it but oh well, you deserve it right now.
Grabbing the milk from the fridge he adds the last touches to your drink, making sure it’s all stirred through before pulling up a spoonful and leaving it cool over top of the mug in a rather precarious arrangement of balance. He gives it the minute it needs by opening the blinds downstairs in the meantime and making the house feel more awake, it’s a simple thing but Leon knows it’ll make you feel better since you love having the house full of as much sunlight as possible. He thinks there’s more than enough with just having you around.
Once it’s cool enough he tries the teaspoon of your tea to make sure it’s just the way you like it. Not too milky but not overly strong and tied together with a sweet kick from the honey. Perfect. He carries it very carefully back upstairs, a much slower tread this time, and is unsurprised to find you in the exact place he left you except now your sleep shirt is pushed up all the way to your ribs. He laughs airily through his nose and sets the mug down on your bedside table.
“You okay baby?” Leon asks just gently, though the sound feels fuzzy in your ringing ears. You’re feeling all kinds of light headed and your skin is still hot to the touch, the itch to cough lingering at the back of your throat every minute. But you nod anyway. “You lyin’?” When you open your eyes your husband has one knee on the bed beside your own and his hands either side of you. He keens down to nose at your now exposed tummy and press a kiss to the warm skin, unable to resist.
“No, m’not.” You giggle, the damp of his littered kisses providing a relieving chill on your skin. “Promise.” You sigh. Leon lets up and hums, unconvinced. “You don’t have to act tough for me, honey, just let me take care of you yeah?” He kisses your stomach once more before getting up and pulling your shirt down, earning himself another sweet laugh, his favourite sound.
“Yeah okay,” you groan, throwing your forearm over your eyes dramatically. You don’t know what you’d do without him, truly, you don’t get sick often but when you do it nears on debilitating and without Leon you’d likely just lay in bed all week feeling sorry for yourself. “Good.” He smiles, triumphant.
Leon sneaks away again for a brief moment into the joint ensuite bathroom to fetch the cold and flu tablets from the medicine cabinet. You recognise the squeal of its hinges. He takes the silver packaging from inside the flimsy box and pushes on the back of the foil to pop two of the red and yellow dots into the well of his palm. The hinges creak again when the cabinet closes and he returns to your side.
“Here, sit up hon.” With his hand on the small of your back you’re coaxed to sit properly, feeling your head spin as you get up. Your hand automatically flies out to stabilise yourself on your spouse's arm and he apologies under his breath. “Just gotta take these then you can lay back down until your tea is cool enough.” He passes the pills into your palm and grabs your glass of water from your bedside, watching you expectantly as he stands between your legs at the edge of the bed.
You again sigh and take a swig, allowing a pill to follow it. You hate this part but Leon reaches for you and tilts your head back just a little with his large hand on your jaw, soothing the tense set of it and helping you swallow and repeat. “Good job honey.”
In your apparent sickness you’re starting to feel a little mushy and lovesick, leaning until your head hits your husband's chest and you snake your arms around his waist. He laughs, dark and rich like the coffee he drinks.
“C’mon baby.” He coos. “Your tea’s ready, I hope it tastes right.”
It did, you’d go so far as to call it perfect.
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leonwifey · 1 year
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woah woah woah smut reqs?? i’m going to need some soft breeding 😳 *runs away* ps ilysm hehe
I got you Baby, One Breeding Kink Leon coming up
THIS IS PURE FILTH GO AWAY MINORS
It was a dream to become a father to his own child and with his lover, someone who never left his side and treated him correctly. Loving the way your body shook to the trembling, wanting to fuck you stupidly until his cum entered your egg, wanting you to have his kids.
"Aww, look at you still keeping up with me beloved.. You'll be an amazing momma." whispering his sweet nothings in your ear, kissing and nibbling on your soft flesh on your neck while his hips thrusted harshly against you, his pelvis hitting against your ass while he fucked you.
"A-Ah.. Leon! Thi-This is the 3rd time we've continued in a different position.. C-Can't we have a break.. OH FUCK!" feeling his hand squeeze your ass cheek, kissing up your back to give those goosebumps you've needed, wanting to remember this night.
Discussing having a family with Leon was a shock to him, since he's been dreaming of that day to come within your marriage with him. Wanting to continue his bloodline after his passing and living a life raising a child that him and his wife made, worrying about the missions and sleepless nights but he'd do anything to grow a family with you... to officially be known as parents.
"We'll take a break after this momma, I wanna make sure my sperm goes in your egg so we can have a cute family together." lightly pushing your back down to have your back arch more, thrusts becoming violently harsh as his grip left imprints on your skin, cute bruises on your hips.
Knowing you were close, by the way your body trembled and your eyes rolling back with pleasure. That coil was burning inside you as Leon was close as well, but he needed to change the position, wanting to see your face and kiss you deeply, to look you in the eye to see the love show between the both of you.
"L-Leon!! Why'd you stop! Put it back I'm so close!"
"Hold on beautiful, I want to see you."
Flipping you over carefully as he slammed back into you, hugging your body close to him as the love stared through your irises, as you were ready to jump into this next chapter with Leon. Finally to be happy with your husband, a family.
"I love you pretty momma.."
"I love you too handsome daddy.."
Kissing you deeply while Leon released his cum inside you, feeding your egg with the sperm it needed to create that being inside your belly, coaxing his cock with your slick that mixed with his own cum, swallowing each others groaned moans from the release.
A pop from your lips disconnecting, taking the fresh air you both needed in your lungs. Leon looked down at you, smiling happily down at you, kissing the tears of pleasure away. Slowly pulling out of you, holding your trembling body close to him as he smiled at you.
"I love you so much... I can't wait to grow this family with you."
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leonwifey · 1 year
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My tribute to the Resident Evil 2 remake in the style of a midcentury kid lit book.
(Guys…to my surprise I really like Ada/Leon.)
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leonwifey · 1 year
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don't fucking make me drag your ass back on here
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BAE PLEASE AKNDSAJNDAJKSND I'M HERE I'M HERE I'M UP
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leonwifey · 1 year
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MY BELOVED YOU'RE BACK!! (again)
gabby bear!!! i am i am!!! the again in parentheses is making me cry omg i’m so sorry for leaving all the time… i am quite literally a fool
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leonwifey · 1 year
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everyone take a shot every time irene says she’s back
enough!!!!!!! i’m crying…. you being drunk n off your shits
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leonwifey · 1 year
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Judging you
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