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RE as twt/tmblr screenshots in my camera roll
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shiawaseorii · 1 day
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Netflix added degeneration, damnation, and vendetta
guess I know what I'm doing tomorrow
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ashiemochi · 4 months
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here's to a new year!! 🩷🌿
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meiiioo · 11 months
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OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD?!!?!!???!
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theyrejustfictional · 1 month
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tumblr is seeing it first bc i cba to post it on tiktok rn, not sure how I’m liking the watermark though ngl
ily all that liked and reblogged, tt had a problem with me posting it on there so I have to remake it, I’ll update if I do!
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postersofleon · 12 days
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damnation leon is completely sure he doesn't want a kid. neither you or him had the time to actually raise a child despite being together for 12 years. one day, he took noticed that your period was a bit off. he panicked for two reasons. fuck, he should snipped snapped his reproductive system, but that's when his rookie self came into mind. when he was younger, he wanted to be a father, but soldier has dried out his possibilities of having a normal life.
he married you in front of a judge. he didn't have the honor to see you in that special day. he couldn't even give a honeymoon. he couldn't even wear a ring properly. it dangled around his neck, inside his shirt so he won't lose it.
so, this wonky period.
leon holds you tightly. he knows he can't have a baby with you, but he can certainly dream of it.
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j3llyd0nut · 5 days
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Playground Love
ೀ older!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader
Tags: hurt/comfort, age gap (unspecified but reader is an adult), a lot of self doubt, talks about mommy and daddy issues, pet names (angel, princess, sweetheart).
W/C: 1.0k
A/N: studying? who is that? Anyways, this was supposed to be a cute ‘sitting on his lap would fix me’ but I got hit by existential crisis at 2am so angst.
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"Wow, dating an older guy? That's so sophisticated!"
“Are you sure about this? Don’t you think there’s a reason why no one his age is dating him?”
"You get to date someone older? That's not fair! All I get are immature guys my age."
"Darling, I know you're an adult now, but dating someone significantly older... it just worries me. Are you sure you're on the same page?"
I love him.
At every reaction, you find yourself repeating the same phrase in your mind. It was a simple truth that anchored you amidst the swirl of opinions and doubts. Every concern, every envy—you faced them all with the same unwavering declaration.
But do you really love him?
The question lingered like a shadow, casting doubt on the certainty you had clung to so desperately. You couldn't shake the nagging feeling that perhaps you were merely caught up in the allure of dating someone older, mistaking infatuation for love. Or was it that you longed for attention from an older guy who could fill the void your absent father left?
You craved the paternal presence you had been denied, and in him, you found echoes of the guidance and affection you had longed for. 
"Dating someone older? Isn't that a bit... strange?"
"Why? Age is just a number, right?"
"Yeah, but... do you really think you're at the same stage in life?"
Oh, how naively optimistic you were. 
Perhaps you have been too quick to dismiss your loved one’s concerns, too eager to embrace the illusion of love in the arms of someone—his arms—who offered the fleeting promise of stability and security. 
“But he makes me feel loved and safe,”
“Does he?”
Was your love truly built to withstand the test of time, or was it merely a fleeting illusion, destined to crumble beneath the weight of your differences?
“Darling, can we talk for a moment?”
“Sure, Ma. What’s on your mind?”
"Well, I couldn't help but notice... you seem quite taken with this new guy you're seeing."
"Oh, you mean Leon? Yeah, we've been spending some time together."
"He's... older, isn't he?"
"Um, yeah, he is."
"I see... darling, I just want to make sure you're being careful. Dating someone older can bring its own set of challenges."
"I know, Ma. But he's different. He understands me in a way no one else does."
"I'm sure he does, dear…but promise me you'll take things slow and really get to know him before things get too serious."
"I promise, Mama.”
You've broken many promises with your mama, but why did this one hurt? Is it because you partially blame her for shaping you the way you are? Is it because she married your father? Maybe she would have lived a happier life if it weren't for him, if only.
But you thanked her, both her and him, for the lesson learned, for the wisdom imparted, for the love that had always been there, and for helping you recognise the kind of partner to avoid. 
You stood before the polished wooden door of Leon’s home office, your hand hovering in uncertainty over the ornate doorknob. Each second felt like an eternity as you battled with the torrent of doubts and fears that raged within you. 
You needed him, wanted him to hold you, and tell you that everything would be fine.
But what if he couldn’t understand your doubts? What if your confession shattered the fragile illusion of your love?
With a steady breath, you pushed aside your apprehensions and grasped the doorknob, steeling yourself for the conversation that lay ahead.
“What’s up, sweetheart?” His voice, gruff yet soft and reassuring, always managed to send shivers down your spine, freezing you in place. You couldn’t find the words to speak, and your throat suddenly dried.
Sensing your hesitation, he beckoned you closer with a gentle smile. You could see the experiences he went through, the complexities of adulthood etched into the lines that creased his weathered face.
“Come here, angel. Sit on my lap while I work.”
You obeyed, crossing the threshold into his office, your feet padding on the wooden floor as you made your way to him. Settling onto his lap, your linen dress pooled around you, the fabric soft against your skin. His arms encircled your waist, pulling you close, his rough touch sent warmth flooding through your veins.
You inhaled his scent, a mixture of citrus and wood, with a hint of something familiar: whisky. You thought he quit. Ready to question him, you opened your mouth, but he stopped you before you could question him.
“Don’t worry your pretty head, princess. I only drank a glass, I promised. I’m just a bit stressed.” 
“Mm, okay,” you replied, pushing aside your concerns for the moment as you melted into the warmth of his embrace.
You found solace in the familiar embrace of Leon's arms, the weight of your doubts momentarily forgotten as you leaned into his chest, burying your face against him. A few of his buttons were undone, allowing the soft hairs on his chest to brush against your face. 
"Is everything alright, angel?" Leon's voice, soft and concerned, pulled you back to the present moment.
"Yeah, everything's fine. I just want to stay like this, with you," you murmured, the words slipping out before you could second-guess yourself.
His arms tightened around you, drawing you closer, as if he could sense the hesitation in your voice. "Me too, princess. Me too," his stubble pricked your forehead as he murmured against them.
Oh, how weak you were. His voice and touch alone melted you into a puddle, and all your problems seemed to vanish in his embrace. Your mama wouldn’t be happy with how you turned out; she wished that you would never let a man make you weak like she was.
Closing your eyes, you allowed yourself to sink deeper into his embrace, letting go of the weight of your doubts and worries. In this moment, all that mattered was the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against yours.
Perhaps one day, when the time was right, you would find the courage to open up to him about your inner struggles. Until then, you cherished this moment, clawing in the warmth of his love.
Pressing a tender kiss to your forehead, Leon whispered softly, "I love you, angel.”
“I love you, too, Leon, always,” you replied. The words were a vow of unwavering devotion and love…was it really?
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does, and that is his.       
- Oscar Wilde
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leonsbunny · 3 months
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I need leon to be my boyfriend who's pretty cool but not as cool as me ♡
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le0nsprinc3 · 3 months
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I need his stupid big hairy man cock inside me...
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mamirhodessxox · 4 months
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Girl dad Leon has totally gone bankrupt before last time he went to Build A Bear workshop with his daughter & he is NOT taking that risk again.
🏷️ list: @ginswife @coolpastelartshoe @greatkoalawizard @cokolin044 @kotoriarlert @alicerosejensen
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ashiemochi · 26 days
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we are sOOO BACK!! (creds to SARDINE's art for the reference of their amazing leon art <3)
((finished thing on patreon obvi when im done w it!!))
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reilaishiteru · 1 month
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Alt title: I like it here with my childhood friend.
Who can it be now? Leon thinks to himself once he hears a knock on the door.
"Go 'way..."
He grumbles to himself. Don't come 'round here no more. That's the thought that crosses his mind. He gets up with a grunt, slowly trudging towards the door. Looking through the peephole, Leon sees her. He sighs, pulling open the door.
"I'm very tired... And I'm not feeling right."
He speaks up without allowing her a chance to speak. They both know that's a lie. What he actually wanted to say was something along the lines of All I wish is to be alone. But he'd never say that to her. He wouldn't dare make her leave after she took the time to come to his home.
"You're coming in?"
He mentally slaps himself for the stupid question. Slaps him again once he receives a glare in response.
"Why not? You want to run and hide?"
She scoffs, brushing past Leon to walk into his apartment.
"I just prefer to keep to myself."
He mumbles.
A/N: I seriously wanted this to be good because I felt like the lyrics of this song seem like something Leon might actually say, so someone, preferably someone who's better at writing than I am, please tackle this idea because ya gworl FAILED. And also I still have no idea what the correct term for my writing is so until I figure it out I'll be calling them fics. This could be any Leon post-RE4 imo, but Damnation was what u had in mind while writing. I don't believe it'd be Death Island Leon unless, like, he falls into a depressive pit by Raccoon City anniversary. I might revisit this fic sometime but absolutely no promises.
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sharkl-e · 6 months
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So hold your tongue, and hear me out✨
[yes this is based off of that Stay The Night remix with that anime girl HAHAHA]
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gettingsilly · 1 year
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good god damnation leon is hot too capcom truly went all out with every version of him
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leonsbunny · 5 months
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Damnation leon I love you
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le0nsprinc3 · 3 months
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I have some headcanons about ID Leon and DI Leon.....
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