#✨ leon sandwiches for days! ✨

[macabrecake]

okay okay so love your Leon sandwich fic, like I swear I read it every few days. It's amazing. So how about another Leon sandwich, but this time, with innocent reader, and older Leon is like, "she doesn't know yet, but she likes it here." and "she likes it like this." 💕

Cilantro!! ❤️❤️❤️ First off I need to say I love everything you write like Mechanic and Papa Leon are G O D tier and always put me on my knees for real 😭👌🏻And I like where this is going already! I said it before I need to give Rookie Leon more attention so this is perfect. Plus who doesn't love a good fulfilling Leon sandwich?

Nsfw under the cut, Minors please don't touch this it's filthy.

Being the newest rookie to join the RPD was much like any other job, it had it's ups and downs. But they're easier to face when you have a partner like Leon Kennedy. Another rookie cop much like you who was ready to serve and protect, you know you can always count on him and that sweetly adorable face that's always so determined to help in any way he can. However, fighting a zombie outbreak wasn't what either of you had signed up for.

Nor was it on your list to be hidden away in a room of the department where you can freely be a moaning, crying mess at Leon's dick rutting into your slippery cunt while an older version of him, who turns out to be your husband some time in the future, keeps you caged in place between them. From an outside perspective, no words in the human language could explain how batshit crazy that sounds. But with the way Leon's future counterpart expertly works your body like an instrument he's practiced for years, pulling sounds you had no idea you could produce and cause you to feel sensations you never knew existed until now. Who can deny that?

Plus he's practically the spinning image of your partner. Just older, beautifully older might you add because time has been very very kind to him, somewhere in his 30's he mentioned earlier. More confident, and definitely showing the experience he holds in the way he guides rookie's hand to your weeping clit. "She doesn't know it yet, but she likes it here." With that said he shows the 21 year old the pattern of how to press and rub his fingers against your throbbing pearl just right. Like pulling the trigger on a gun, your back suddenly arches off of the agent to press your bare chest against the rookie with a loud mewl you couldn't control to keep silent even if you tried.

Of course you're embarrassed about the sound as soon as it comes out, making you cover your face with a shudder. Much to the amusement of both Leon's as your hands are gently pulled away for you to see again. "So you always sounded pretty." Older Leon deeply hums while gently nibbling your ear, smirking to himself at the sight of goosebumps raising on your skin wherever his lips touched, "Good to know."

You would've shyly hid your gaze from him again if your position between the two blondes wasn't changed, finding yourself being slowly sunk back down onto rookie's cock again with a soft gasp just as he buries his face in your neck to conceal a loud groan at your tight heat taking him again. Pretty blue eyes then silently look to his elder counterpart for some assistance, which he's more than happy to provide by grabbing the supple flesh of your hips to pick you up and whispers, "She likes it like this."

Then grinds you down on rookie in a way that has your eyes rolling in the back of your head, much to the agent's pleasured little grin. Meanwhile, the sweet little rookie cop can't help but subconsciously bite into the crook of your neck to fight back another loud moan almost bordering on a whimper- and fuck was it cute. So cute you had to reach back to run your fingers through his hair with a quiet whimper. Which you feel him smile at, he definitely gets the gist now.

Rookie uses his arm to hook your leg up while the agent hoists up the other and squishes you closer. Leaving you suspended off the floor in a spicy little sandwich as rookie Leon pistons his dick into your aching walls, while agent Leon's fingers return to lovingly play with your sopping wet clit that was begging for some attention. Once again filling the room with an array of raunchy squelching and heavy breathes against sweaty skin. So messy.

So perfect.

"That's it, sweetheart. Doing so good, isn't she rookie?"

"Can't wait to call her 'Mrs. Kennedy' someday."

Christ above you could thank every star in the sky for getting this lucky. Between their sweet murmurs and loving ministrations your body burns even hotter. Like Icarus flying too close to the sun. Until you melt and fall into that breathtaking release. Clinging to agent and rookie both when your cum gushes between them and onto the floor. Your tongue bearing a mind of its own as it chants for the rookie, your husband to be.

Mrs. Kennedy...

You like the sound of that already.

#I don't know why but I was SO stumped on how to write this one out 😔 #so I can't say it's as good as the first one #but it's here so woo! #✨ leon sandwiches for days! ✨ #leon kennedy #resident evil #resident evil 6 #resident evil 2 remake #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy smut #re6 leon #and re2r leon! #again! #they're the best duo for this and I love it

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Ruggie, Rook: How Tongues Twist

I was late for Vil’s birthday but on time for Ruggie’s ✨ By chance, the third chapter of the Episode of Savanaclaw manga dropped (in Japanese) today. It’s like the TWST fans also got a birthday present!

It sure must suck for Ruggie to be stuck with Rook as an interviewer 😂 (At least his bouquet isn't all yellow like the weirdness of Trey's/Sebek’s all green bouquets-) Ruggie’s Groovy though 🤡 You see where his feet are???? How the pitch of the heel is riding on the broom handle… Dude’s livin’ life on the edge there, I worry he’ll topple off!!

***Note: I use the Japanese term "madol" for TWST's currency; it is the same as "thaumark" (EN). I also use "Magical Shift"; it is the same as "Spelldrive" (EN).***

A Boy in Bloom, and his Flowering Future.

"How do you spend your spare time, Monsieur Dent-de-Lion?"

Ruggie stiffened, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "... This isn't some kinda trick question, is it? Knowing the weird stuff you do for fun, you already know the answer."

In spite of the pointed accusation, Rook's grin persisted. "Non! All that I am aware of is your enduring loyalty to Leona-kun. I've witnessed you many a time headed to the cafeteria or to the Mystery Shop to fetch his desired goods.

"Why, just yesterday, you obtained a deluxe menchi-katsu sandwich at 12:43 pm, only to spend 2 minutes and 31 seconds picking out the lettuce shreddings from it--on account of Roi du Leon's aversion to vegetables. On the way to deliver the meal, you happened upon a 1000 madol bill and so giddily swept it up, humming a merry tune on the rest of the walk."

"Dude, talk about a crazy amount of unnecessary detail!!"

"Fufu. I can see that you like to keep yourself busy. There doesn't appear to be much spare time to speak of in your daily life."

Ruggie sighed, but he didn't press the matter further. Protesting never did him any good with the huntsman. "I guess you could say that. Between my part-time gigs and Magical Shift practice, that doesn't leave me a lot of wiggle room for myself. I do manage to squeeze some in though, 'specially if there's free stuff involved. Gotta take what I can get, nishishishishi!"

"Oh la la~ What dedication to your work. Your tenacity is truly something to behold. It's as though you were a single red rose blooming in a barren desert in defiance of Mother Nature's harshness."

The birthday boy shot Rook a confused stink eye.

"Anyway," Ruggie continued, "I have to beef up my resume if I wanna land a good job after graduation. Extracurriculars and work experience will definitely help with that."

Rook gave a brief laugh. "No doubt that your linguistic abilities will also be a great boon to you. You already possess proficiency in a number of animal languages, as well as knowledge of common phrases in some human tongues from the jobs you've taken up at resorts and hotels over school breaks."

Ruggie's eyes bulged. "... And how exactly do you know that?"

The huntsman's lids lowered, his irises concealed half-moons. His smile, too, turned just as mysterious, even if his tone was still bright as day.

"Call it a lucky guess!"

"There's nothing 'lucky' about that!" Ruggie cried out in exasperation. Sheesh, this guy's nothin' to sneeze at.

He took a breath, settling his frazzled fur and wrangling his nerves. Calm collected, Ruggie threw an impish response at his interviewer.

"You're not too shabby with animal languages yourself. Not surprising, seein' as you spend so much time around animals. You know the language of the City of Flowers too--I heard it when you were talkin' to some of the street vendors on our outing." He brought a curled hand to his mouth. "So you have a connection to that part of Pyroxene or what? Go on, I'm all ears."

Again, Rook gave a laugh. This time, it was accompanied by the slight furrowing of his brows.

"Oh, it's just something I picked up," he said dismissively, then pivoted. "Language can open up new avenues of exploration and communication. In learning such skills, you're thinking of the future, not solely your immediate needs."

"Obviously. Cuz if I get a fish, then I'll eat for a day--but if I learn how to fish, then I'll never go hungry." A corner of Ruggie's mouth went crooked. "Back home, we had to get by day-by-day, but here at Night Raven College, I've got the chance to prove my mettle and make something of myself. If I work hard, then Granny and the neighborhood kids can..."

He didn't finish the statement, but his face shone like a star, as bright as the yellow of dandelion petals.

"Ah, Monsieur Dent-de-Lion!!" Rook gushed, clasping his hands together. "Your heart is as big as your appetite!!"

"Hah?! N-No way, lay off with that!!" Ruggie frantically waved his broom at him, as if sweeping the suggestion under a rug. "The financial security's just nice! I don't wanna worry about where my next meal comes from ever again!!"

"Fufufu, d'accord. I hope that you are able to recognize that dream of yours, remembering your roots and all."

Ruggie rested the handle of his broom on his shoulders. He leaned into Rook, cocking a brow, teeth bared in challenge.

“I got this in the bag.”

Rook's eyes glittered with wonder. "Come then! Show me the unconventional flying technique you've gleaned from your hometown. I wish to engrave your skyward visage into my mind!!"

“Do you really have to make everything sound so dramatic? No matter how many languages I learn to speak, I dunno if I’ll ever fully understand you.”

There was a soft chuckle. “Perhaps that is next on your list of languages to acquire!”

“Not from you for sure though.”

Ruggie shrugged and dropped his broom. It landed with a clatter on the stone staircase, red and purple and yellow petals flittering into the air.

He grinded his heels on the handle, determination welling in his chest. Ruggie gave Rook a look full of cheek.

“Whatever! If it’s a show you want, it’s a show you’ll get. Check this out… a new move I’ve been workin’ on!!”

The birthday boy threw his arms out to his left and to his right. On cue, his broom ascended in a sea of warm, golden sparks.

Rook’s hair flew in his face from the kickback of the takeoff. Clutching onto his feathered hat, he raced after Ruggue. Bewildered, bewitched.

Joyful howling filled the huntsman’s ears. Ruggie teetered only slightly on his ride, arms still splayed wide as he expertly balanced atop of it.

Colorful petals rained down on him like pieces of confetti. Fur and fabric swaying in the wind, Ruggie was like a dandelion seed, the fluff of it dancing in the breeze.

Living life, loving it, and wondering where the wind might carry him.

A hyena surfing throughly the sky, spotlighted and celebrated by sunshine—imagine that, Rook mused.

His tongue, tied at the very sight of it.

#twisted wonderland #twst #Rook Hunt #Ruggie Bucchi #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #spoilers #Ruggie birthday takeover #something no one asked for #disney twisted wonderland #Rook voice: rats are difficult to communicate with! #Michard Mouse in the mirror: um. hello????????