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maykenin · 9 months

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1.1k; 18+ MDNI. p in v, fingering, cheating (i don't endorse), semi public sex, light spanking & edging— please practice safe sex, and don't cheat.

a/n: hi omg after weeks of letting this crap rot in my drafts, my first fic just had to be about homewrecking, thank you to @tosuckmyweenis hehee, going from random asks to actually being convinced to post this, gave me the happy tears :")

There you were, sitting still looking pretty for the party as you served up the refreshments, opening doors as guests just piled up for your husband's party, it's only a few days until he leaves to god knows where—

"Mr Kennedy!" You opened the door to find your husband's best man, you knew him from his work and the next thing you knew he treated you way better in a few words rather than years of whatever your husband had to offer you, obviously you cleared your throat, simpering as he did. "I kept my promise," He replied coyly, nodding before you widened the door, letting him in.

You caught him getting a glimpse as you shut the door, the way your minidress wrapped around your curves, the fabric lying over your ass, god, he wanted it all to himself. He quickly let those thoughts vanish, at least temporarily. "So, where could he be?" His head scanned across the room to find your husband. "Star of the show's asleep, he had too much to drink." You shrugged. "Bummer," He let out a rather amused smile, not seeming down at the absence of your husband.

You watched as guests come and go, a few hours pass by as you watched the crowd dissipate. You waved goodbye before shutting the door, somehow Leon was still there; a bottle in hand as his attention was still on the football match on the screen. It's not customary to kick your guests out, especially if they've done so much for you— and still are.

"You're still here? I thought you'd leave like the rest," You asked, hoping he didn't get the wrong idea. "Figured you'd need some company, can't leave someone like you unaccompanied.." He teased, raising his bottle up as he watched you get one for yourself from across the room, he watched as you raised your ass up, it was your luck the bottles were sitting all the way down in your fridge. He kept his mouth shut, his gaze never turning away from your curves, how he'd imagine himself pressing his bulge over that thin fabric he'd barely call a dress.

Scratch the small talk, you two knew how this was going to end up, so why bother dragging it? He watched as you placed both of the open bottles on the table, taking a swig while he watched you. His calloused hand wrapped around your waist as he forced you to his lap, you didn't exactly protest. "Doesn't seem like you wore this for him," His hand crept up your dress, reaching out to the band of your panties, pulling it with a single finger before letting the band slap against you. "Y'gotta be a good girl, stay quiet, yeah?" He nodded alongside you, making sure you heard him right. "Don't want a whore like you to be caught fucking your husband's bestest friend, right? Or is that what you want— to be caught?" He sneered, watching you hide your face as you tried to ignore his harsh words, but fuck— you only grew more and more sensitive and vulnerable to his degrading language. "Oh? Poor baby's grown so used to being degraded," He cooed as his fingers slid under your panties, down to your slick covered cunt. His fingers curling inside your velvet walls, tongue sticking out in between his teeth as he did so. You whined, shaking your head as you tried to back down from his harsh teasing.

"Don't deny it, baby. You've been waiting for me, haven't you? Isn't that why you're wearing this?" He whispered, his free hand trailed to the hem of your dress, flipping it up before you helped him hold it. His free hand travelled up and down your waist while you rode against his fingers. He gave your waist a squeeze tight enough to bruise before briefly letting go, smacking your ass almost right after, a whine escaped your lips as you buried your face on his collar, getting a whiff of his expensive cologne that somehow got you more aroused. "I told you not to make a noise, right?" He muttered, spanking you once again. You bit your lower lip to silence your wincing. "That's more like it, such a good girl." He cooed, almost pretending as if he wasn't shaming you for indulging in what the two of you wanted. Somehow his constant switching between degrading and praising you only got you more and more aroused. "M-Mr Kennedy, 'M gonna cum.." You whined. "Not yet, baby, need you to cum on my cock." His lips curled at the corners, he let out a groan as he watched you comply, both hands undoing his pants, then sliding both his pants and briefs right off. His exposed cock only got harder the moment the cool air hit surface. He watched you grind against the tip before taking him all in, his head threw back instantly. "Fuck, y'so tight," He groaned, a hand rested around the headrest, holding a bottle while the other had a grip around your hip tight enough to bruise. "L-Leon.." You panted, watching him handle you all while nonchalantly taking swigs at his beer, his hands slid off from your hip to your clit, brushing his thumb over it while staring into you as you drifted into pure ecstacy. "C'mon, sweet girl," He coaxed as your orgasm came crashing. A thousand fireworks frolicked in your mind, your body refused to stay still as he continued to fuck you. "That's it, my sweet girl, doin' so good for me." He cooed, brushing a piece of your hair away from your face. "Fuck, I'm gonna stuff you— sweet thing." He grunted, "You'd like that, yeah? Fucked dumb by your husband's friend— now you want his kids." He broke into a small chuckle at the end of his words, watching you squirm and deny all while he overstimulated you, his thumb flicked your clit while he continued to thrust into you. "Leon! 'S too much!" You mewled, your nails clawed through either side of his broad shoulders. "Oh, fuck, sugar— y'milking me dry over here." A hard chuckle came at the end of his words. You could feel the hot sticky jizz spurt inside you, as you squirted all around his cock. The feeling died out the second his cock slipped back out, spraying a few more strings all around your stomach.

You were a crying mess, tears ridden halfway as Leon's thumb brushed them off alongside a few strands of your hair off your face. "Oh- shh. Wouldn't wanna wake your husband up to see you like this, huh?" He dragged your face to his shoulder by a hand on the back of your head, you wept nearly incessantly before he pressed a kiss on your forehead. "There, there. Let's get you cleaned up," His voice merely a low timbre as he brushed the back of your head with his thumb upon running his fingers through your hair.

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dollfacefantasy · 4 months

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Playing to Win

pairing: stepdad!leon kennedy x fem!reader

summary: your new stepdad isn't much older than you, yet he has the audacity to ask you to call him daddy?

cw: nsfw (18+), smut, p in v, dubcon, daddy kink, humiliation kink, spanking, praise/degradation

word count: 4.3k

a/n: i got a little silly hehe. this is technically my first commission. if you’re interested, check out my ko-fi. as always i appreciate the support, smoochies.

this is my first commission written for my beloved @nexysworld. without her, this would never have come about. she's a great writer and such a sweet person. you all should go check out her blog if you haven't already.

“You want me to call you what?” you ask incredulously as you stare down the man standing across from you.

“You heard me,” Leon says with no sense of teasing in his voice.

You laugh in his face, a cruel, unabashed laugh. You could not believe his audacity to ask you to call him daddy.

Technically, he was your new stepfather, but it was comical to you to even acknowledge him as such. He was right around your age, only a couple years difference, no way in hell were you going to call him daddy.

You had been open with your mother about your displeasure over Leon’s presence in your life. You called her a cradle robber and a cougar but to no avail. She continued her relationship with him; a young, bright eyed, rookie cop who always thought he knew best.

He wasn’t the problem so much. Sure, he was kind of annoying, but he was also pretty cute. He was funny, and if these were any other circumstances, you could see yourself and him getting along great, even being friends. Generally, he was nice to you, maybe a little over friendly if you were being honest. It always seemed like he knew something you didn’t, but you assumed that was just his nature.

“You’re funny, Leon,” you taunt, “Seriously, good joke.”

“It’s not a joke,” he corrects you and folds his arms over his chest, “Now that I’m taking a more serious role in your life, I expect you to show me some respect.”

“Oh, you do?” you laugh, “Leon-”

“Daddy,” he corrects.

You almost can’t speak, stunned to silence by the nerve of him. Was he doing this to annoy you? Was it supposed to be funny? Because there’s absolutely no way he could be serious about this.

“We are almost the same age. You realize this, yes?” you ask, enunciating the words slowly to get your point across, “I’m not calling you anything but your actual name. And maybe not even that cause you’re pissing me off, and I don’t wanna talk to you.”

“All this attitude, sweetheart, and for what?” he says as approaches you, “I’m not asking you to run a marathon for me. All I want is to be addressed properly.”

You scowl at the pet name. He brings a hand to your face, stroking your cheek with his knuckles before you swat it away.

“What is your problem, Leon?” you say angrily and shove him away, “Is this some fucked up fetish of yours? Like it’s not pathetic enough you’re fucking a divorced woman twice your age, right? You have to feel in control of me too to get it up?”

You laugh at him again when he responds with a glare. Rolling your eyes, you walk closer to him and get in his face.

“Aw, did I hurt daddy’s feelings?” you mock in the sweetest tone you could manage, giving him puppy dog eyes and putting emphasis on the title he was so obsessed with, “I’m so sorry daddy. Please don’t be mad at me.”

You’re about to laugh again before Leon spins you around so you quick the motion nearly gives you whiplash. Your back is flush against his chest, and even though you were teasing, your little performance clearly had some effect as you could feel his dick, now half hard, against your ass. It causes a small flash of heat in your belly that you try to pretend didn’t happen.

“Listen up, I’m not going to tell you again, baby. You do what I’m asking you, or we’re going to find another way to get it through your pretty little head,” he says.

His grip was firm. Despite his usual officer friendly persona, he could obviously be serious when he wanted to be. It didn’t shock you. You knew he was fit and could be intense. You’d caught him working out with his shirt off, sweat dripping down his muscular back while ‘Kim’ by Eminem blasted in his airpods. You tried to deny it, but it had left you feeling a little hot under the collar for the next few days.

You squirm in his hold, but he keeps your wrists pinned to your lower back. “Oh yeah? What are you gonna do, send me to my room? Ground me?” you say as you try to wriggle away.

“Oh no, we’re past that. You want to be a brat, I’ll handle you like one. I’ll put you over my knee and smack that cute ass until it’s raw, and you understand who’s in charge around here,” he says.

“You’re gonna spank me?” you shriek. You thrash harder in absolute shock. “No way! Are you fucking crazy? My mother will kick your ass.”

“Your mother isn’t here, babe. I’ll do whatever the hell I want,” he says. His fingers only tighten on you, digging into your flesh. An arm loops around your waist and starts pulling you over to the sofa. “Maybe she’ll be grateful that someone’s finally trying to teach you some manners.”

Even though you knew he was in shape, he was much stronger than you thought. He sits down on the sofa and folds you across his lap with no real effort. You’re secure there too, unable to get to your feet or away from him. You still try though, flailing your limbs about and bucking your hips.

“There, there. Let’s calm down, honey,” he coos, now clearly taunting you. He rubs the swell of your ass over the tight dress you were wearing. “Just tell Daddy you’re sorry, baby. I’m not a bad guy. I’m willing to hear you out.”

You don’t even respond. You pound your fists against his leg while kicking your feet.

“Poor baby. There’s no reason to throw a tantrum,” he says in the most condescending voice you’d ever heard. He gives you a light warning tap on the ass. “Just tell me what I want to hear, and Daddy will make it all better, give you all the kisses you need until you’re back to being a good girl.”

He was driving you fucking wild. Your body was taut with anger while your mind ran wild with frustration, not only at him, but at yourself. You could feel your panties getting sticky with arousal as he spoke down to you.

“Shut up, Leon!” you say and continue struggling.

His hand comes down again, cracking a little harder against the supple flesh of your ass. You suck a sharp breath in. It didn’t hurt yet, but it stung. Anymore force behind the swing of his palm and you knew he could fulfill his threats of marking up your ass.

“You wanna try that again, princess?” he says, “I’ll give you one more chance.”

“No! I’m not calling you Daddy you sick fucker! I-”

A loud slap echoes through the room. That was the smack you were scared of. So hard you could feel the burn beneath your skin. There was absolutely no doubt about his strength now. He lands another two, one on each cheek, drawing whimpers from your throat.

“Watch your mouth,” he says, “I’m sick of the whining and the back talk. I’ve given you more than enough chances to fix your behavior. I’m done playing nice with you.”

In a quick motion, he yanks your skirt up to bunch it at the small of your back. You squeal out “Leon!” but it makes no difference. Again, you attempt to wriggle away. All it does though is give him a view of your ass wiggling around in those cute panties you wore. The ones he had seen peeking over the waist of your jeans.

He lays more lashes to your skin in rapid succession. You wriggle slightly and involuntarily whine. Your ‘stepfather’ felt no guilt though. Partially because it was all part of the plan, partially because he could see the light purple fabric between your thighs darkening with arousal. Plus, the pathetic noises spilling from your mouth only made him want to work harder, rip more sweet cries from you. He continues cracking his solid hand against your bottom, sending ripples through the soft flesh. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment, your eyes start to water, and your bottom lip juts out into a quivering pout.

“Oh, look at that sweet face,” he coos, taking a break from spanking you to stroke your cheek, “I know it hurts, baby. But it can all stop once you decide to stop being a stubborn little brat.”

He punctuates his statement with another swat. Your body jolts forward at the contact, head falling forward to hang in shame. You hate yourself for playing into it, but you can’t stop the automatic response that exits you in a humiliating whimper.

“I’m not a brat.”

“Oh you’re not? Could’ve fooled me,” he responds. He cracks his hand against your cheeks a few more times before giving you a break and rubbing the sore skin.

“I’m not. You’re just… you’re just mean.”

The words tumble from you in a pitiful cry, physically hurting you to say something so pathetic. To show such weakness when he was being such a prick. You shut your eyes, and a warm tear falls down your face. That only made you feel worse, making you want to cry more. A vicious cycle you couldn’t break out of when all your mind could think of was your stinging flesh and his patronizing voice.

“I’m being mean to you? Aw baby, after all the things you said, you think I’m the mean one?” he mocks.

“I-I’m sorry,” you whimper out without really thinking about it.

“I don’t need you to be sorry, sweetheart. You know what I want,” he says.

What’s supposed to be a groan comes out as a frustrated whine. You shake your head weakly and open your eyes again. His fingers slip beneath your chin to lift your face to look at him.

“Just say it. Say it and it will all be over. We can get on to helping you feel better,” he says.

The pain radiating from your ass, now glowing red, was almost enough to make you give in on the spot. But you could hear it in his voice. He was so fucking smug, having so much fun watching you cry and shift around in discomfort. You couldn’t just let him win.

So you shake your head defiantly, sniffling as your watery eyes connect with his in a stare. You immediately regret your decision because the amused glint that forms his eyes lets you know that he enjoys the resistance more than your submission. The corners of his lips tick upwards into a slight smile. Now it’s his turn to shake his head and mockingly tut at you before swinging his forearm and blasting your sore flesh with the heel of his palm.

You cry out, the noise strangled with despair. Your teeth dig into your bottom lip to restrain the louder sobs that were bubbling in your throat.

“Just give in, sweetheart. There’s no need to act tough for me. Do what I know you want to, and say the word,” he orders, his words coming out low and slow.

You know you should, but god, you don’t want to. It’s like your most basic instincts don’t want you to either. You have to think through it, force your tongue to conjure the word and expel it from your lips.

“I’m sorry… Daddy,” you whimper. A couple more tears leak from your eyes. The humiliation that mounts in your chest is like nothing you’ve ever felt before. But as the heat rises to your cheeks and clouds your mind, making you feel dizzy, you feel a deeper sense of heat spreading out in your lower belly. And it only gets worse when he starts in on you again.

“Oh, that’s my girl. Such a good girl when you want to be. I knew you could do it,” he coos, “Say it again for me, baby. Least you can do after being so cruel.”

At this point, you figure you’d already said it once, so what’s one more time. You say it again if for no other reason than to stop his harsh blows from raining down on your sensitive skin.

“I’m so sorry, Daddy,” you cry.

“That’s right. I know you are, honey. I know you don’t mean that stuff. You just wanted some attention, right? Wanted some time with Daddy all to yourself,” he says as his hand comes up and starts stroking your hair.

You weakly shake your head. You weren’t acting up because of that. He was being an asshole. That’s why you were acting up. Or were you even acting up? Your reaction was justified, wasn’t it? All the attention on you mixed with the shame boiling in your head makes it hard to think through this stuff.

“Oh, are you shy? Don’t wanna tell the truth?” he coos with a cruel chuckle. One of his hands rubs your aching ass while the other trails up and down your thigh soothingly. The latter hand slowly creeps to the junction of your legs. “I know that’s what it is, doll. I can feel it.”

As he says that, you feel fingers petting the damp fabric that conceals your cunt. You take a sharp breath to which his chuckle grows into a short laugh. He presses his fingers against the cloth, and you can tell immediately that even his movements are done in a way to mess with you. His digits drag against your panties, not giving you the pressure you need on your clit. You squirm awkwardly in an effort to find a better angle and not feel the soaked garment cling to your folds.

“Feeling a little impatient?” he teases.

You nod, any remaining shreds of dignity you have slowly being peeled away. You just couldn’t resist. The potential pleasure that’s just out of reach. The heat of his thick cock against your hip. His voice, like soft velvet slipping over your mind.

“Well honey, show me you can ask nicely, and I’ll be happy to help you out. Won’t even make you wait, we can get right to what you really want,” he says. His tone sounds slightly more genuine here.

“Pretty please, Daddy,” you force out. Your eyes cast down in shame as if you’re studying the pattern of the living room carpet.

“Pretty please what, babydoll?” he says, the teasing returning for a moment.

“Pretty please… fuck me,” you squeak.

He smirks, his victory written all over his face.

“Woah, listen to the mouth on you,” he tuts, “Normally, I wouldn’t let that kind of language fly, sweetheart, but I think you’ve had enough punishment for one day.”

His hands squeeze your waist and flip you over on his lap. He wipes away your tears with his thumb and presses a kiss to your forehead, that stupid smug expression on his face the entire time.

The next move is guiding your body onto the couch. You whimper as your back meets the cool leather. He pays that no mind and instead lifts your hips and tugs your skirt and panties off in one motion. You notice in your peripheral that he takes a souvenir, shoving the light purple underwear in his pocket.

After giving your ass a firm squeeze, his hands drift up and pull your shirt off. His eyes fixate on your tits, his soft hands coming to cup them and flick his fingers over your nipples which were beginning to perk up.

“No bra? I guess I should’ve expected that from you,” he chuckles as he continues fondling your soft breasts. The touch relieves some of the building pressure, the weight in your chest just begging to be squeezed and massaged. He watches the pliable flesh move beneath his fingers before giving your nipples a quick pinch and moving to undress himself.

He doesn’t waste any time, his clothing pooled on the floor in mere moments. He gets on top of you. Large hands hook behind your knees, angling your hips upward. Your legs come to rest on his shoulders as he grabs his cock and swipes the tip through the slick that had collected between your thighs.

“So fucking wet, I didn’t even need to warm you up,” he grunts as he pushes the tip in.

You bite your lip, unable to stop the whine it brings out of you. He exhales with amusement, and his free hand goes to your face to rub your cheek. It was only the tip so far, but you couldn’t even deny how good it felt. And while he moves with a purpose, he draws out this first thrust as long as possible. He inches it in, going as slow as he can. The pleasure he gets just from watching you squirm with desperation is clear in the way he looks down at you.

“There we go. Just what you need. Daddy filling you up. Gonna make you a good girl from now on,” he coos and drags his thumb over your bottom lip.

Without even thinking, you open your mouth and flatten your tongue against the digit before wrapping your lips around it. You suck on it gently, softly moaning as your saliva coats his thumb.

At this point, it’s physically impossible for him to look more pleased with himself. Honestly, it seemed like he took more enjoyment from watching you slip farther into his grasp than he did from the feeling of your cunt pulsing around him.

Once he’s all the way in, completely buried in your warm, wet embrace, the hand that had been guiding his cock slides up. He gently thumbs your clit, grinning as your sweet mewls become the slightest bit louder.

He begins dragging himself in and out, savoring the feeling of your walls gripping him, sucking him in. It seems you only clamp down harder as he plays with your pretty little bundle of nerves. He keeps toying with it as his hips work back and forth.

Your eyes flutter, becoming half-lidded with the smooth stream of pleasure flowing through you. You whimper and whine while still sucking on his thumb. He started to repeatedly tease pulling it out before pushing it all the way in, nearly gagging you.

“So precious, aren’t you?” he whispers, leaning forward.

Your thighs are now pressed to your chest. His cock so deep it reaches places you didn’t even know about. He picks up the pace a bit, balls smacking against you with each move. To your dismay, he removes his thumb from your mouth, dragging it down and smearing spit down your chin. Your disappointment is only momentary as he’s quick to capture your lips in a searing kiss.

His soft lips move against your wet ones while he continues pumping deep. Your head swims with the pleasure he provides. Everything becomes a soft warm haze as he toys with your clit and stretches you out. The gentle kisses combine with the tender feeling of his warm skin sliding against yours.

“Gonna have to do this every time you get bratty, baby. Keep you dumb on my cock, exactly where you should be, making sure you don’t get outta line,” he grunts, eyes closing as a wave of pleasure hits him, “This all you needed, just some time with Daddy.”

You nod lazily, all hopes of keeping a resistant exterior up gone out the window. “More kisses, Daddy,” you mumble as you connect your lips in a messy kiss.

He chuckles at the lack of resistance left in you. He returns your nod and indulges you. His tongue slips into your mouth, meeting your own as you make out.

It’s all so good. You can’t get enough. Everything is him right now. It’s all for him. You know you’re getting close and so does he. He can feel the way your pussy rhythmically constricts around him. It’s working him closer too, but he can’t let it end yet. Not before he gets to the final step.

His movements become strategic. You’re teetering on the edge, getting enough pleasure to keep you whining and clutching at him, but not enough for that final push to heaven. Just one more stroke in the right wave, and you know you could get there.

While your head continues to fog up from his efforts, he pulls away from kissing you. He nestles his head in between yours and the couch cushion.

“You know, honey, now that we’re seeing eye to eye, I think I should let you in on something,” he whispers, hot breath fanning across your ear.

“Mmm, what?” you ask. You were only half paying attention, too caught up in the heat of the moment.

“I’ve had my eye on you for a while, sweet thing,” he rasps.

“Really?” you ask, unsure why he was bringing this up but choosing to go along with it in your dreamy state. He had been dating your mom for a while, so maybe he had this little infatuation for longer than you thought.

“Mhm, earlier than I think you know,” he says with a nip to your earlobe.

“That’s nice,” you murmur and nuzzle your face against his hair, breathing in his scent.

“Aren’t you curious when? When was the first time I saw your pretty face? The first time I wanted to slide into this tight pussy?” he murmurs.

“When?” you ask. You tried to feign interest, but fuck, you really just wanted to cum.

“I remember it, clear as day. It was at a party, you remember that guy from high school who had the 3D tv in his basement. It was at his house. You were down there, looking so fucking cute, talking to some douchebag. And I heard you talking to him. About Fortnite,” he says.

You just nod and moan. You honestly didn’t even remember that he went to your high school, but you didn’t really care at the moment. It still felt so good, him drilling in and out of you. You just couldn’t help but wonder why he thought now was the time to bring this up.

“You told that guy your gamer tag. But I realized I also remembered that name. I had played a match with you before. You beat me, stole my victory royale,” he says with a soft laugh.

“Umm… ok,” you reply, totally lost and not just because your mind was all cloudy from being railed into the couch.

“Tell me, honey: do you remember the name rookiepillz?” he asks.

“No?” you say. Was this really the time for this conversation? That was all you could think. But before you could voice your complaint his hand starts rubbing your clit again with even more pressure than before. All words in your throat tangle up into a string of whimpers.

“You should. I sent you a message after that game. Told you ‘I’m gonna fuck you and your mom sweaty,’” he says with a particularly hard thrust, “Well, look at us now.”

You listen, absolutely lost, until the dots start connecting. You turn your head to look at him, not believing this was real. You did remember that message. It made you and your friends giggle for the next hour, created an inside joke for the next few years.

“No way,” you say. You try to keep your voice even, but despite his insane words, his cock was still hitting just right, “Rookie- fuck! Rookiepillz?”

He puts in a couple of those strokes that hit just right, brushed all your sweet spots, filled you up the perfect amount. All the while his thumb rubs your clit in tiny, quick circles. You couldn’t hold on. A sharp cry leaves you as you gush around his cock. You grip the couch for support as your body rolls with the rush.

“Yes way, sweetheart. Rookiepillz,” he grunts.

When most of the high has finished and you’re starting to come down, you open your eyes and look up at him with disbelief. He’s grinning, so satisfied that he’s gotten the last laugh.

“Wha- you’re… you’re fucking insane… literally why would you remember that? And why would you take it so seriously? It’s Fortnite!” you moan, still feeling the aftershocks of your release.

“I play the long game, baby, and I play to win,” he moans as a strained expression washes over his face. He snaps his hips a few more times before slamming in all the way with one final thrust. “This is my ultimate victory royale.”

With that, he empties himself inside you, hot cum flooding your cunt. You whimper yet again. It still felt good even if you just found out his motivation behind all of this was borderline psychotic.

He pumps in and out a few more times before pulling out. His chest puffs with deep breaths on top of yours. Both of you lay together in silence for a few moments. What had just happened? You could barely even comprehend it. Instead of driving yourself as crazy as he is by dwelling on it, you shove him off of you. You get up and start putting on your clothes again.

“You’re fucking crazy,” you say.

He laughs and sits up on the couch. “Don’t act like you didn’t have fun, baby,” he says while stretching, “You were such a good girl for your daddy.”

Your eyes widen and cheeks burn with embarrassment at his teasing. God, why had you ever said that? Now that you weren’t all worked up, you just wanted to go back in time and kick your own ass for even thinking of giving in.

“Shut up,” you grumble.

He stands up, still laughing and clearly on top of the world with his “victory.” You smooth out your outfit as he starts putting his own clothing back on. He holds up his belt and cracks it teasingly.

“Watch your mouth, there’s still time before your mother gets home. That sweet ass might not have enough marks,” he taunts.

You shoot him a glare before storming out of the room.

“Oh come on, babe. If you’re not into that, maybe we could play some Fortnite?” he calls.

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writingstoraes · 1 year

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charles' playlist 🎶

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader

type: instagram imagine/social media au

notes: not proofread and not revised so please expect errors hehehe please lmk what u think by replying or messaging and if u wanna be part of my taglist! <3 decided to add fans' reactions through tweets! this is a bit long ig?

about: in celebration of your birthday, charles dedicates a song to you every instagram post.

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charles_leclerc The happiest of birthdays to the love of my life. Today, the world became an even better place because it gained someone so kind and loving - you. For one of your many gifts, I've picked out a few songs to better encapsulate the way I feel about you and just how thankful I am I got to live in the same life as you.

1. She Chose Me - Bruno Major

"Every night I thank the lucky stars above me, someone as beautiful as she could freely love me and she really loves me. From time to time I ask myself, why was it I and nobody else? The most beautiful girl that I'd ever seen and she chose me."

Eternally grateful I get to call you mine. Despite the highs and lows we have battled together, you chose me - how privileged am I?

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yourusername CHARLES????@?@ I LOVE YOU WHAT IS THIS

mercfan WHAT THE HELL U CANT JUST SURPRISE US LIKE THIS

princecarlos I KNOW oh my god hes so fucking sweet 😭😭😭😭😭

lewishamilton No don't do this I think I'm going to cry (by the way, Happy Birthday, Y/N!)

yourusername you and me both, lew 😔 thank you! say hi to roscoe for me please

lilymhe happy birthdayyyy, my favorite girl 🎉 see you soon!

yourusername thank you, my lily :(( we will drop by soon!

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charles_leclerc 2. Baby I'm Yours - Arctic Monkeys

"Baby, I'm yours and I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines, yours until the poets run out of rhyme. In other words, until the end of time."

Okay this one I admit I just liked the melody but hey, the lyrics are for sure accurate, yes? I remember when we sang this at 3AM because we both couldn't sleep. But it couldn't be more right - I'm yours and I always will be, for as long as you'd have me.

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c16c55 oh my god i cannot do this today will i ever find love like this

leclercsainz Gonna go sleep on a highway

pascale_leclerc Happiest Birthday, my dear Y/N! Come over soon when you can ❤️

yourusername we will! i miss you all 🤍

yourusername there's no one else id rather sing karaoke with at 3am 🤍 je táime, amour! also, are you kidding? im keeping you forever 🧘‍♀️

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charles_leclerc 3. Beyond by Leon Bridges

"I'm scared to death that she might be it, that the love is real, that the shoe might fit. She might just be my everything and beyond, space and time in the afterlife,"

You are everything to me, chérie. When I first realized that I loved you, it shook me to my core. I was terrified of how greatly I felt for you; but here you are, the greatest thing that ever happened to me. You were the leap of faith I will always be thankful for and the only sure thing amongst all uncertainties. Have the happiest of birthdays ❤️

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yourusername i am out of words, i love you so so so much, my favorite person 🤍

charles16clerc YEAH WTF charles im gonna need you to pay for my therapy

carlossainz55 Never knew you were such a romantic, mate 😆 happy birthday, Y/N! Isa misses you!

charles_leclerc Only for her actually

yourusername thanks, carlos! tell her to come visit me soon <333

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tagging: @slytherheign <333 mwah

notes: this is my first time trying out putting tweets! how was it so far? hehe lmk ur thoughts!

#charles leclerc insta au #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #formula 1 #f1 imagine #formula 1 insta au #formula 1 social media au #f1 fluff #f1 fanfic #charles leclerc #f1 x reader #f1 x oc #f1 x you #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc f1 #charles leclerc fluff

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cheesesoda · 11 months

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I wish I was your boyfriend too.

rookie!leon x detective!reader

not my gif obvs^^^

genre: fluff fluff fluff

cw: drinking? not in a violent way or anything tho

summary: leon’s got a crush he is convinced is unrequited but after a night of drinking, he’s led to believe otherwise.

part 2 is out!! linked here

“alright rookie, and here is your desk.” chris sighs as he finishes the tour of the station. “thanks, officer redfield.” leon smiles. “just chris.” he replies. “chris.” leon echoes. “you’ll be partnered with an officer for the rest of the week so you can get into the groove of things. lucky you, you’re partnered with our head detective.” chris smirks. “ah, speak of the devil.” a woman with h/l h/c hair and deep e/c eyes approaches the two men. “l/n!” chris calls to her. oh fuck. please no. leon thinks to himself. she was so pretty, he wouldn’t be able to think or focus around her. please don’t let her be my guide. “hey chris,” she grins at the officer. “is this the new guy i’m showing around?” please don’t say yes please don’t say yes please don’t sa- “he sure is!” fuck. “i’m y/n l/n, head detective. nice to meet you…?” y/n trails off. “oh- uh- leon kennedy. nice to meet you too, miss l/n- i mean, detective l/n-“ he stammers but she just laughs. “y/n.” she says and he repeats her name again. the way it rolled off his tongue satisfied him.

a year later…

leon had been working at the RPD for a year now and it didn’t get much easier being around y/n. she was kind, brave, nurturing, and intelligent, but she made him so nervous. he liked her. he liked her a LOT. his heart fluttered when he’d think about her and the unlikely event that she felt the same for him. why would she though? he knew it was stupid to think she could ever like a dork like him. “hey, leon!” y/n called over to his desk. “wanna come get drinks tonight?” she asked. “oh- i probably shouldn’t-“ he said. “please?~ it’ll be fun!” she begs. how could he say no to that? “fine.” he grumbled. “yay! thanks, leon!” she cheered, wrapping her arms around him in a hug, accidentally rubbing his face in her boobs in the process (not that he minded).

later that night…

“shut up, chriz!” y/n slurred, giggling to herself. “another round, pleazeee!” she calls to the bartender. “i think you’ve had enough, y/n.” chris slurs, chuckling as well. “shh shh shhhhhhh!” she puts her fingers to her lips lazily. “how many have you had, y/n?” leon asks. “juzt a *hic* feeewwww!” she giggles. “try 7” jill retorts. “holy shit, you’re wasted.” leon says, shock evident on his face. the drinks arrive and before y/n can reach it, leon pushes it out of her reach. “leonnnnnn!” she pouts. “no, we should get you home.” he says. “ughhh! fiiine! bye guyzzzz!” she calls to the rest of the team as leon holds her up.

he hails a taxi and they both get in. they remain silent and he suddenly feels a weight on his shoulder. he looks over to see the detective taking a nap on his shoulder. he blushes but doesn’t move her.

when they finally reach her apartment complex, he helps her up to her apartment. he helps her open her front door and sits her down on her bed. as he’s taking off her heels for her, she lays down. he gets out some shorts and a shirt for her and lays them next to her. “change into these, y/n.” he says softly. “hehe okay, officer~” she sighs and begins to unzip her dress, letting it slink down her shoulders. he immediately turns around. “after i leave!” he stutters. she stands up and walks in front of him, now only left in her bra and underwear. “don’t you wanna see me naked though?” she pouts. he swears he is on the verge of exploding right there. “no!” he exclaims, covering his eyes. “you don’t wanna see me naked?” she says, her voice sounding betrayed. “n-no, i do!” he stammers. “oh~ you do?” her flirtatious voice rings. “no! i- i mean yes- i mean- fuck! i-“ he stutters and she laughs before walking away to put on the clothes. it takes her a while due to her drunken state. “done?” leon asks. “mmmhmm.” she confirms sleepily. he turns around and she’s still sitting on the bed, now in the shorts and shirt. “good night, y/n.” he says after he tucks her into bed. “thank you, leon.” she yawns. she looks so cute like this, he thinks to himself. “you’re so good to me.” she whispers, closing her eyes. his stomach flutters. “wish you were my boyfriend…” she sighs. oh. his face bursts into flames. when he doesn’t respond, she opens her eyes again and looks at him. “y’so sweet.” she caresses her hand against his cheek. “so respectful. so cute, with your fluffy hair and your cute lips.” she giggles and strokes her fingers on his lips. “i always wanna kiss ‘em.” she smiles. he cannot take this anymore. “you’re drunk.” he says. “no, m’not” she mumbles. “good night, y/n.” he says again, walking to the door. “g’night, leon. love you.” she mutters against her pillow. he closes her door when he leaves her room and sighs against it. that’s when he hears the thunder. he looks out the window to see pouring rain. fuck. surely she wouldn’t mind if he just crashed on her couch, right?

he lays on the couch and listens to the thunder and rain outside. a million thoughts roam his mind—all of them y/n. what the fuck was she saying? did she mean it? no, surely it was just the alcohol talking. but they do say drunk words are sober thoughts. all this thinking was hurting his head. he didn’t sleep much that night.

the next morning…

“leon?” y/n’s raspy morning voice fills his ears. what does he say to her now?

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fluff #leon kennedy re2 #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x you #leon scott kennedy #chris redfield #leon kennedy x y/n

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blueysobssesions · 1 year

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blueeyy medj naiiyak ako HAHAHAHA. but like i need to feel angst rn (low key jealous of ada na she has all leon's attention (also like it's so stupid they're fictional but like let me feel HAHAHAHA di kasi nagpaparamdam si crush lol))

so can i request angst no comfort of just reader being insecure/jealous of ada and leon? whether leon and reader are in a relationship or it's before they get into a relationship, i just need the angst. pretty please 🥺

Same tayo, di nagpaparamdam si idol tsk... I just love angsty request <3 I like how there's no comfort hehe.

~Insecure/jealous

And there they were again, laughing and smiling at each other. While you just looked around, avoiding them. You couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy and insecurity as you watched Ada and Leon's easy fellowship, wondering if you'd ever have that kind of connection with him. Leon would smile whenever you two hung out, but his smile towards Ada was different. You can't blame him; she's beautiful, highly skilled, and an intelligent spy!

Looking at them again, they're still talking. You wonder what they are talking about. Perhaps they are discussing something important or catching up on old times. Sighing, you closed your eyes but got interrupted when Ashley spoke to you. “Y/n? Are you okay?” she asked you with a worried tone. “Yeah, I'm fine” you reassure her "But I appreciate your concern," you add with a smile. "Do you need something?"

She shook her head and said, “Ah no, I just wanted to see if you're okay.” She smiled at you and went back to what she was doing. “Hey, Y/n?” your shoulders slightly jolted as you heard your name being called. You turned around to see who it was. Leon. “I didn't mean to scare you sorry” he apologized “I-it's okay… Do you need something?” you looked at him in the eyes hoping he would see that you want his company right now. “Yeah, Me and Ada are going to check the basement if there's supplies or maybe food down there” You felt a pang of disappointment as he didn't seem to catch your hint, but you put on a smile and said, "Oh, that sounds like a good idea. Ashley does have an injury on her hand so... we need something" Why do you need Ada to go down there? Why her? I can come with you, you know… Leon smiled and put his hand on your shoulder, “Keep an eye on Ashley for me” he said before going to the basement with Ada. You nod and watch as they disappear down the stairs, wondering why Leon had chosen Ada over you. You shake your head and decide to follow his instructions, keeping a watchful eye on Ashley as she explores the mansion.

Little did you know… Leon and Ada confessed their feelings to each other.

Boom, go ahead and CRY.

#Resident Evil #Re #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy #resident evil angst #angst #resident evil x reader angst #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy angst #leon kennedy x reader angst #angst no comfort #JUST ANGST #Im sorry

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princessbrunette · 22 days

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FAQ ໒꒰ྀི ^ ⸝⸝ ^ ꒱ྀིა

frequently asked questions ♡ i will continue to add to this as more pop up. be sure to check this page before asking something to see if it’s already been answered !!

what is bunny/puppy/kitty/deer!reader?

no, she is not really an animal. the reason they are related to ‘animals’ in their description, is because of the personalities i have picked out for them. bunny!reader is spoiled, prissy, soft, needy — much like a bunny, hence her nickname. kitty!reader is sleepy, often has an attitude, a little weird in nature — like a kitty. puppy!reader is energetic, excitable, loving, sensitive — like a puppy. deer!reader is skittish, easily frightened, curious, intelligent — like a deer. they are 100% human, and although i have no issue with hybrid!readers i just don’t write it! hope this clears things up.

is it okay for me to write for an au you created?

absolutely! i love seeing everyone’s interpretations of the little universes i made up !! it feels like a little fanfic of a fanfic which just blows my mind. however, please give clear credit in your description — and if you want, a lil heads up !! i’m friendly i swear hehe <3

why am i blocked?

the only time i block people — is if i feel they have crossed my boundaries (they’re a minor, blatant copying, asking questions that are way too personal and make me uncomfortable, spamming my asks a crazy amount, you’ve been openly talking badly about me) that, and if you sent me hate. so if you’re blocked unless it’s been a huge misunderstanding it’s likely to stay that way, sorry !!

if my request isn’t answered, can i send it to another writer?

if enough time has passed and you’re pretty sure i either haven’t seen your request / am not going to write it — i have no problem with it at all !! keep in mind that i sometimes save requests to my drafts and they stay there for quite some time — but if that’s the case, it would be on me if you sent it to someone else and i was planning on answering cos i kept it in the vault for so long !!

will you ever write for anakin, leon kennedy, miguel etc again?

probably not unfortunately! writing for them was how this blog started out, but this blog has pretty much turned completely into an obx blog and unless something changes it’s staying like that :) my kinktober with writings for all of those characters is still linked in my navi for nostalgia purposes!

why can’t i claim the 🎀 anon?

as cute as the emoji is and i totally understand the want for it to be your sign off emoji, it’s the emoji i use to tag my personal / random posts with — and because the tumblr tagging system can be total poopoo they’ll probably cross over and it’ll get messy n confusing. there’s lots of other cute emojis !!

do you write for the obx girls?

nope, sorry! though i am bisexual, and the girls in the show are absolutely jaw droppingly gorgeous and i love them a lot — none of them are really my type and i find it difficult to write for characters i’m not personally attracted to!

do you have any other social media’s we can follow?

my three tumblrs are available to follow — this one, @balletbunnie (princess aesthetic blog + occasional personal posts), @brunettebun (porn visual / text post blog) other than that no i’m sorry! there is currently a pinterest account with my username attached, but it’s not me lol.

how can i find out what type of reader i am?

just whatever one you resonate with! i see myself in all the readers, but i identify the most as bunny!reader. i made a quiz to make it easier — check it out right here !!

#faq ♡

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mackjlee9 · 10 months

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Okay, person A needing to kiss person B to make sure they properly swallow a potion to safe their life

Maybe something small with Leon if you want

I just saw something with and just thought its a good trope maybe you want it, also morning probably hehe

Puppy~ I meant to post this soon but I couldn't 😭

Leon Kennedy x Male!Reader [Fluff]

Masterlist.

Resident Evil 4

(M/n) never said anything to Leon just to not make him worry, they had a job to do, a mission to complete, and Ashley was their priority right now, after all, it was his dumb mistake.

Turns out a Plaga-infected dog was even more dangerous than a normal dog. They were out in the maze that was Salazar's garden, and he stayed with Ashley while Leon did his thing to get the door opened. And now he and Ashley were walking back to the blond, keeping a close eye out for any more infected dogs but still chatting with Ashley.

And he saw it. One of the dogs that had been laying down since it was shot was slowly getting up again, its red eyes locked onto Leon who's back facing it. (M/n) didn't think about it, "Leon-!" He yelled while running toward him, moving him away as quickly as he could, his non-dominant arm extended forward to stop the momentum of the dog.

He stumbled back and fell to the ground, the dog barked and wriggled against his forearm pressed to its neck, while (M/n) tried to reach his pistol, struggling to keep its sharp teeth away from his face. However, the dog managed to take advantage of how he tried to grab his gun to dive forward, sinking its canines on his shoulder.

(M/n) grunted at the pain that shot through his whole body, finally wrapping his fingers around the grip of his pistol and pulling it out, shooting the dog in the head, weakening its hold on his neck, and soon, Leon kicked it off of him, its body falling limp to the ground, a bullet hole in its head and neck broken.

He sat up, and frowned in pain, glancing down at his gushing wound, and sighing as he stood up with Ashley's help, "You okay?" He nodded a few times, hiding the obvious expression of pain on his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine, it's nothing..." He turned toward Ashley, noticing that Leon had stepped away and was scouting the area, more alert than before, "Thank you, sweetheart," Ashley smiled and giggled, but her eyes soon stared at his wound, observing the blood dripping down his chest, and the worry was obvious on her face.

"Are you sure you're okay?" (M/n) only nods with a chuckle, making their way back to Leon.

"It's not as bad as it looks, I'm fine."

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Turns out it was as bad as it looked, if not worse. (M/n) could feel his body getting weaker with every passing second caused by the blood loss, and he knew damn well he was running a high fever, he was dizzy and continued to stumble the whole way, until eventually, he passed out.

"(M/n)!" Ashley's scream made Leon stop and turn around, seeing (M/n) on the ground, his chest moving up and down rapidly due to his unsteady breathing, he definitely didn't look as good as he did hours prior, "Leon..." Ashley looked down at her hands, covered in blood.

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath, crouching next to (M/n) and dropping his good arm over his shoulder, holding him up in a sitting position and wrapping his arm around his waist, lifting him up on his feet with a grunt, "Okay, Ashley," the girl stood on (M/n)'s opposite side from Leon, and looked at them, "I need you to stay close to me, there's not much I can do to protect you, alright? We gotta get (M/n) somewhere safe first."

She nodded and remained close to them, holding onto (M/n)'s free hand tightly, listening to everything Leon told her to do or not to do.

Eventually, after roaming around the castle for a while, they found a room wide enough and with no Iluminados nearby. Leon laid (M/n) on the couch, and they realize how labored his breathing is.

"Now," he kneels next to the couch and Ashley does the same after a few seconds, "I need you to put pressure on his wound, or he'll bleed to death," with shaky hands, she nods and does as Leon told her, taking her handkerchief from around her neck and wrapping it around his bleeding shoulder the best she could, putting as much pressure as she could without hurting him further, "I'll be gone for a bit, stay quiet until I come back."

Ashley takes a shaky breath in and nods again, whispering a soft 'okay, be careful' toward him. Leon did his best to smile at her but found himself being unable to, so he leaned down and kissed the crown of her head, his blue eyes staring at (M/n), clenching his jaw and backing off.

Leon ran out of the room and wandered the halls as quickly and quietly as he could, making his way to where he had caught a glimpse of that purple fire.

When he arrives, the merchant holds back any of his remarks and comments, paying close attention to how Leon is frantically looking around his little shop.

"You don't... Have any herbs or sprays left?" The merchant shakes his eyes a few times with his eyes closed, hearing Leon cursing to himself a few times, and he sees him turn around.

"I have something that might interest you, stranger," Leon sighs and holds back from being rude to the man, he had done nothing but help him the best way he could after all.

"Listen, I don't have time for games, I have to find medicine..." He says turning back around to face the merchant, but his words slow down and get quieter when he sees him holding a vial with a blue liquid in it. It's not a big vial, it's maybe as long as his palm and rather thin, and... It sparkles? "What is that?"

The merchant cackles, and shakes it a bit, its color changing for a few seconds before going back to the same sparkly blue.

"This is a special recipe, stranger, I made it myself and I've perfected it," intrigued, Leon walks closer again, and holds the vial handed to him, observing it for a few seconds, "You can take it," he looks up at the merchant, a skeptical look in his blue eyes, "Your friend needs it, take it."

Leon sighed, unsure of giving this strange color-changing liquid to (M/n) in the condition he was in, but he had no other choice really, he hadn't spotted a single herb on his way with (M/n) and Ashley nor without them, so really didn't have many options here.

"Fine, I trust you," he muttered before leaving and sprinting his way back, confusing many Iluminados as they were only able to see a blur momentarily. Soon enough, he arrives and opens the door, watching Ashley peek her head over the couch and sigh in relief when her eyes meet with Leon's. Seeing that (M/n) had a sheet over his body told him that maybe he was gone for too long, and he was relieved to know that they were both fine.

"Did you find something?" Ashley asked him with a trembling voice, and Leon doubts for a moment.

"Not so sure, if I'm honest," deciding to not question him, Ashley watches how Leon opens the vial and leans over the back of the couch to hold (M/n)'s face, opening his mouth and dropping a few drops of the blue liquid inside his mouth. He groans when (M/n) coughs it out, probably because he tried to have him swallow something while he was unconscious and breathing rapidly.

He tries a few more times, and even does Ashley, but neither of them could make (M/n) swallow even the smallest drop, and it frustrated them enough to cause a few tears in their eyes.

"Leon..." Ashley has a few tears already running down her face as she watches Leon's frustration, which makes the blond panic when he sees her crying, his gloved hands holding her face gently.

"No, it's okay, (M/n) is gonna be alright, okay? Don't cry, please, I need you to be strong right now, Ashley," she closes her eyes and nods, continuing to press her hands on (M/n)'s wound that is still bleeding, but not as much as a few minutes ago.

Leon thought for a moment about what he could do to make (M/n) drink this potion-looking thing, and he ended up thinking of something.

They had done this together a couple of times... Mostly when they were drunk, but it was worth the shot.

Leon pressed the vial to his mouth, tilted his head back and arm up until all the remaining liquid was in his mouth. He made sure not to swallow anything of it, and leaned down, his hand holding the back of (M/n)'s head slightly up while the other kept his mouth open.

Slowly, Leon pressed his mouth on (M/n)'s making sure he drank every drop of the liquid, which he finally did. Sighing in relief, Leon dropped his head forward, blond locks dangling a bit at the movement.

"Finally," now they just had to wait for him to wake up. Or not.

But subtle groans and squirming got their attention, and they watched how (M/n)'s eyes started to open.

"What happened...?" He asks groggily, looking a little confused. Ashley chuckles through her tears and wraps her arms around (M/n)'s middle tightly.

"I'm so happy you're awake, now we can...!" (M/n) looks down and sees that Ashley fell asleep on him, making him smile and gently stroke her hair. He sat up on the couch and picked Ashley up so she wouldn't be on the floor anymore, having her next to him, her head resting on his uninjured shoulder.

"She was pretty worried about you," Leon adds as he sits on (M/n)'s opposite side, leaning back on the couch. (M/n) raises an eyebrow and looks at Leon.

"As if you weren't worried too~" Leon frowned and looked back at him, lifting his arm and applying pressure on his wound, making him yelp and try to get away from him, "Sorry, sorry!"

Leon scoffed and moved a bit until he felt comfortable on his spot, his arms crossed over his chest, "You didn't tell me you were hurt and that made me mad," (M/n) looked down at his hands, a little ashamed of his behavior.

He opened his mouth to say something, most likely to apologize, when he felt a particular taste in his mouth. It was... Rather sweet, and he kinda liked it.

"What did you give me?" Leon turned to him to understand what he meant, and he watched (M/n) open and close his mouth, licking his lips and tasting something. He lifted his hand, still holding the vial, and shook it a little bit.

"This thing, not sure what it was but it worked," (M/n) looked at the pretty much empty vial in Leon's hand, a little bit of its liquid remained inside and he glanced up at the blond next to him.

He noticed the same sparkling liquid dripping down the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't hold himself back from leaning closed and licking it off, effectively catching Leon off-guard. He tasted it a little bit, and a faint smirk appeared on his face.

"It tasted better from your mouth," Leon's face turned bright red and he had to look away, covering his mouth with his hand, curling in himself when he heard (M/n)'s soft chuckles, feeling his hand placed on his thigh. His touch left a burning sensation on his skin, very much like the heat he felt on his face.

#leon kennedy x male reader #leon kennedy x reader #re4 x male reader #re4 x reader #re x male reader #re x reader #leon kennedy #leon kennedy fluff #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #fluff #male reader #x reader #reader insert #.mackjlee9 writes

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witchthewriter · 10 months

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐭'𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: I’m on that goddamn Ted Lasso train binches. Please don’t let me be the only one that is in love with ... everyone. Also - this is the ONLY team I will ever care about.

Warnings: sWEARINGS hehe, mentions of family abuse, childhood trauma

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ESTP

Slytherin

Chaotic Neutral

The Hanged Man

Leo Sun, Pisces Moon, Gemini Rising

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・Was he a prick when you first knew him? Fuck yes. But did he grow and become a better man? HELL FUCKING YES.

・You knew Jamie from your school years, he was always the prick, the jock who would tease anyone just so no one would see the hurt he endured

・You used to stand up to him all the time - putting him in his place

・The funny thing was, that later in your life, your brother was chosen for the Richmond team

・And you were forced to go to every game by your mother, and see your former bully play on the same team as your brother

・It was such a weird situation, and yet you tried to make the best of it.

・Somehow you became incredibly close friends with Keeley. She saw you trying to find the locker room, to wish your brother good luck. And you became fast friends.

・Your relationship with Keeley became really important, and once you found out about her and Jamie (after they split up), you were shocked.

“But, but you’re so - you!”

“What are you talkin’ about?”

“You’re so ... gorgeous, and funny and open-minded...the complete opposite of Jamie!”

・She just shook her head with a sad smile, “there’s a lot about him that people don’t see. Or understand.”

・Keeley actually became one of your biggest shippers

・It was a slowburn romance. A lot of stolen glances, baseless insults and light-hearted complaining about the other.

・Everyone could see it but the two of you

・And you both denied your feelings over and over and over again

・Even Coach Lasso could see it, and it wasn’t until Roy told Jamie to stop being suck a twat, that Jamie realised his feelings

・Keeley gave her blessing, because you’d never go breach your friendship over a guy

・When you started going out, Jamie did everything he could to impress you - take you on the most expensive dates to restaurants; one of his ideas was to take you to Disneyland but Keeley said ... that was overdoing it a bit. (She said maybe after a year of dating you’d be comfortable with that idea)

・You were hesitant with the relationship because you didn’t want an immature partner. But although he can be childish at times, he really developed as a person.

・He’s accountable for his actions - and actually went and apologised to everyone he bullied at school

・You made him watch the Prince of Egypt and he response throughout was “woahh babe, babe what-” “um...why aren’t more people talking about this?”

・And he basically cried throughout the movie, especially at the end. And then he asked what happens to them after they escape and you’re like ... “babe c’mon. It’s - they’ve literally written...”

・Calls you “babe,” “sexy,” “sweetcheeks”

・Actually really likes the show Outlander, like ... a lot. To the point that he binge watched it and wanted to dress up as Jamie Fraser for Halloween

・You go to all his games (I mean...your brother is on the same team, so really two birds one stone, right?)

・He always spots you in the crowd (easily done - you sit where Rebecca, Keeley and Higgins do) and when he does, he blows you a kiss. It’s always good luck when you catch it and place it on your heart

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

”I love you, wholeheartedly.” x “You shouldn’t, I don’t deserve it.”

Tough on the Outside, Soft on the Inside x The Top

Malewife x Girl/Guy/Theyboss

𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Enemies to Lovers

Second-Chance At Love

Late Love Realisation

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Supersoaker by Kings of Leon

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pupcuck · 3 months

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eee cherry ! ! ! jus got an icky leon thought but uhmm c: m picturing him takin secret underskirt pics of pwettie girls on trains . . he jus can’t help it ! n he knowz its wrong n gross but , how can u blame him ?? 🎀🤍 when he sees a cute lil thing like u in a skirt da size of a belt n knee high socks w bows in ur hair [ smthn literally out of a porn catalogue ] well . . ‘s like ure askin 4 him 2 jus scoot on over n snap a few < 333 ! ! ! n when u finally get off n he sees how ur hips sway n da fabric glides under ur ass , makin da bottom of ur cheeks play peek a boo wit him hehe :3 he narrowly misses bein smashed between da closing doors becuz he’z so transfixed ! ! like 2 picture him followin u home < 333 jus watchin ur ass move da entire time < 333 he’z gross .

bella… oh em gee i luv this so much. passive pervert leon LMFAO he’s like too pussy to actually make a move so he just takes photos n observes! literally on his way home from work when he sees you n he is so full of energy all of a sudden.. like omg all he wanted was to go home n now he’s like. wide eyed . doesn’t even need to be sneaky ab it bc it’s right there. like you’re just. showing it all off for him. surely ur asking for it right? follows you all the way home n you don’t turn back once and he is so.. sick he’s like she’s letting me follow her.. she must want me so bad..

#inbox 💌#leon sees ass n doesn’t know how to behave #he’s like . Ugh such a freak #tw dubcon

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beanzfandoms · 5 months

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The Comfort of a Partner

Description: Leon's partner subtly comforts him in the only way they know how.

Pairing: Leon Kennedy (Infinite Darkness) x Reader

A/n: Can be read romantically or platonically! Reader pronouns are gender neutral! My first writing that involves my fictional husband, hehe. Let me know what you think~

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The sky cascades over the bustling city in a midnight blue. The clear atmosphere contradicts that of the tension hanging in the helicopter. The vehicle buzzes and hums as it continues over the twinkling light of the buildings below.

"Copy. Runway 01. Wind, 30 at five knots," the pilot responds into his headset as he glances at the two passengers behind him.

(Y/n) (L/n) gives him a rugged smile despite the heaviness they feel in their whole body. It's not easy to go from one task to another with little sleep, but in their line of work, being present is a priority.

(Y/n) peeks towards their partner, a gentle look carrying in their gaze. Spite Leon's dashing suit and groomed hair, heavy bags have puffed up right below his eyes. He looks really tired. He somewhat has his body leaned against the window, an unknown expression on his face as he stares outside.

"Never gotten clearance to land that fast before," the pilot gestures, trying to start a conversation, "You two must be special."

"Just doing our job," (Y/n) says simply, before gently placing a hand on Leon's shoulder. He barely turns to them as (Y/n) gives a reassuring squeeze.

The helicopter begins to descend to the ground, the walls of the White House coming to view. The pilot opens the hatch, and Leon hops down to the concrete without a word.

"He doesn't talk much, does he?" the pilot yells over the propellers still going.

"Thank you for the ride," is all (Y/n) says before hopping down themselves.

Leon waits for them by the entrance with his arms crossed. Though he remains stoic as ever, (Y/n) could see his muscles tense with unease. Leon casually opens the doors as (Y/n) walks past. The door squeaks shut as Leon closes it behind him.

"Hey, I got your back." (Y/n) softly speaks as they look at him.

Leon gives an audible hum towards his partner, before pushing forward, "I know..."

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#resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy drabble #leon kennedy x gn!reader

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kanachaka · 8 months

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Okay guys intro timeee!! (Mostly abt shifting)

Under the cut bcuz it’s maybe a lot

Names kan or chalk i don’t really mind either way ‼️‼️

I’m in hs 😲😲

I’ve shifted before, and the drs that I’m shifting to include resident evil 2 & 4… and 1… and 3…and death island…. Okay so most of the resident evil franchise ‼️ I’m also shifting to spider verse, genshin, honkai, potentially helluva boss/ hazbin hotel??? Horimiya, solitaire, project sekai, and maybe the mcu… and a fame dr hehe

Also idgaf if we share s/o’s!! (In a good way tho like I’m not gonna be mad at u I’d love to talk to someone that I share an s/o w) (im mostly talking abt love interests that I’m just flirting w and allat tho I only really have a s/o in re4 and in my fame dr) but

S/os in other realities include

Resident evil- Leon Kennedy, (and before re4 also Jill and Ada 💀 and Claire)

Spider verse- custom s/o in spiderverse so don’t worry abt that,

Genshin- like everyone (BUT THE KIDS OFC) in specific tho tartaglia, kaveh, ganyu, Hu Tao and kazuha

Honkai- also everyone (also excluding children I am not a pedo I promise) specifically gepard, bronya, seele, kafka, and Stelle !!!

Helluva boss/hazbin hotel- ………… 💀 best I’d do is Charlie

Fame dr: Chris sturniolo (1) and a certain breadtube political commentator on YouTube I will not say (2)

Project sekai- An, Rin, tsukasa!!

Horimiya, solitaire, mcu- N/A

Besides s/o’s…. I’m also anti shiftok despite having a shiftok account LMAOO 💀 but I mean that in a way where it’s like “I don’t trust shiftok” bcuz who does 😭 I think everything I’ve got from there has limited me in my shifting journey I fear 😭 I believe in not needing a method, going with what feels right… basically all the basic good stuff

ALSO WAIT I FORGOT please let me know if u wanna be moots/ asks are open :)) and basic dni criteria pls and thank u!!

#desired reality #shiftblr #shiftinconsciousness #quantum jumping #reality shift #shifting #shifting realities #chronic

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clavissionary-position · 6 months

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Ikepri, but Gilbert brings his hammock to Rhodolite

Gilbert: (leading Emma through the ballroom during the gala) Ahaha, looks like we're the center of attention. Or perhaps more accurately...

Emma: (watches the crowd part, revealing a hammock set up right on top of the giant rose emblem) Was that always here?

Gilbert: Hehe, do you like it? (plops down) Ahhh. It's true what they say, you know. You can take the man out of the hammock but you can never take the hammock out of the man.

Emma: Who says that?

Gilbert: I do. (begins to swing back and forth) Gilbert, First Prince of Obsidian. Pleased to meet you, little rabbit.

Emma: (doesn't know if she's meant to stay standing or?) Um. I don't... I don't think anyone can dance if you, uh, hang out here.

Gilbert: No way, I left sooo much room for everyone else. Oh, but it's up to them if they have the courage to dance while I'm here. One wrong step and... (smiles sweetly)

Leon: (briskly walks up) Lord Gilbert, what is the meaning of this?

Gilbert: What a silly question. As your guest, I'm meant to make myself at home, aren't I?

Leon: (mentally assessing the hammock because he's in the market for one himself) And that entails harassing one of our noblewomen?

Gilbert: Is that what I'm doing? (gazes meaningfully at Emma as he shifts into a more comfortable position) Harassing you?

Emma: (remembers how Mr. Akatsuki always warned her to never trust a man who brings his hammock everywhere) I was merely showing Prince Gilbert around since he seems to have gotten separated from his escort.

Chevalier: Complete happenstance, I'm sure. (walks up so his shadow eclipses the hammock and the tiny, happy man relaxing inside it)

Gilbert: Hello, Chevalier. Do you like my new hammock?

Chevalier: Hmph. You must be in surplus of time to fashion a map of my kingdom into something so imbecilic.

Gilbert: Ahaha! Oh, but my tush is so very comfortably pressed right against the castle. Almost as though I were sitting on the throne.

Leon: You—

Chevalier: I care little for your inane hobbies. (looks icily at Emma) My business here is with my fool brother's plaything.

Emma: Uhhh. Yep. That's me. Plaything of fool brothers. And noblewoman. Studying to be a plaything, I mean minister.

Gilbert: (struggling to hold back his laughter)

Chevalier: (sighs) He dropped something of his in this general area.

Emma: Something...? (looks around and sees something glinting under the hammock) E...excuse me. (She gets on her hands and knees to retrieve the object, but Chevalier kicks it just as she's about to get it) Hey, wait a— (She suddenly notices the object was kicked all the way to the other side of the hammock, behind Gilbert) Oh...

Chevalier + Gilbert: (continue conversing up-top while Emma covertly makes her escape with what turns out to be a small gold pin with Clavis' leopard insignia)

Gilbert: Emma

Emma: (freezes and looks back)

Gilbert: (hangs his head upside down over the edge of the hammock and smiles at her) See you later.

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a/n: ending inspired by that one fic by aquagirl1978 where chev steals you away from gil and gil waves at you while you leave

#ikemen prince #gilbert von obsidian #chevalier michel #leon dompteur #incorrect quote folder

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strwyofthesun · 10 months

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reminiscing...

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader

synopsis: you and leon return from a mission in europe. while settling back down in your shared apartment with him, the both of you take a trip down memory lane.

word count: 1.4k

content: just fluff lmao

a/n: this is my first post on here so i'm not really expecting alot. but i love writing (though i'm not the best at it) and so i'll probably be posting just for myself but if this is well received then why not post for the general public too i guess so let me know if u want me to write anything hehe... i hope u guys like it !

after returning from a long and exhausting mission with leon from europe, you headed back to your shared apartment with him to finally rest without the thought of zombies chasing the two of you like there’s no tomorrow. the keys to the apartment jangle in your hands as you open the door and let yourself and leon in with all your luggage.

“nothing better than home sweet home.” leon panted as he dropped the luggage onto the floor, clearly fatigued and body aching from the recent mission. he shuffles slowly behind you and wraps him arms around you while burying his face into your neck.

you chuckle, “i can’t agree with you more.” you kiss his head and just stay there, completely relaxing in leon’s arms. it felt like ages since the two of you have spent time like this. sure, you’ve been sent on missions together, but the feeling and the atmosphere feels different from then and now. serenity, calmness, feeling like you can actually let your guard down at last. it feels even better sharing these idle moments of peace with the love of your life, leon.

“hey c’mon, let’s unpack our luggage hm?” you said as your patted his head. leon removes himself from the side of your neck and looks up at you, “okay, okay…”

once the both of you finished unpacking, you both enjoy a warm shower together before snuggling close to each other in bed. the both of you were conversing when leon’s focus suddenly shifted to the large stuffed teddy bear that occupied the corner of the bedroom along with the other many stuffed toys.

“hey, what’s up? why are you looking at that?” you asked curiously.

“just reminiscing… it’s been awhile since i’ve won you another stuffed toy…” he replied, smiling at the memories that came flooding back to him.

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during your trainee days at the RPD, one way to enjoy your time together with leon was going on dates at the carnival. the fun colors, the lights, the atmosphere, the screams of enjoyment rang in the air, what was there not to love? the carnival was like a breath of relief compared to the tense and competitive energy when training at the RPD. you’ve went on multiple dates at carnivals as trainees and as agents yet neither of you ever got tired of it. nothing felt old, everything always felt like a new and exhilarating experience with leon by your side. but the first time was particularly memorable to the both of you.

“come on! just put your hands up when we start going down, i swear it’ll be fun!”

“no, no, no, leon i can’t what if i fall from my seat?!”

“you won’t, i’ve got you!

“you promise?”

the rollercoaster was almost at its peak when you already started screaming as the gut wrenching feeling of anxiety starts kicking in.

“i promise.” leon said while giving you a reassuring smile as he intertwined his hand with yours. “here it comes!” he shouts as the rollercoaster began to descend at a rapid speed. you screamed your head off with leon as you both put your free hands in the air. the adrenaline was pumping in and for a moment you did enjoy it to some extent. but whatever enjoyment you had was short-lived once the ride was finished.

“oh god, i don’t think i’ll ever get used to that.” you murmur whilst getting off the ride. leon still held your hand as he assisted you all the while laughing at the state you’re in.

“need to throw up?” he joked. “fuck, i might thr-“ you cut yourself off and covered your mouth as you ran to the closest trash bin in sight. leon’s eyes widened and immediately ran after you. he held your hair back as you threw up what seemed like your breakfast and lunch into the trash bin.

“…are you okay?” leon asked quietly with a hint of remorse in his voice.

“do i look okay to you?!” you responded in a pissed tone.

“i’m so sorry… let me get you some water from one of the stalls while you freshen up in the comfort room ‘kay?”

you didn’t respond and headed straight to the comfort room. while you were fixing yourself up, leon was buying water from a nearby stall and even got you your favorite snacks. afterwards, he waited outside the comfort room to check up on you. a few seconds passed by until you exited the comfort room, still pissed at leon.

“i got you water and your favorite snacks... it’s important to rehydrate yourself when you thro-“

leon’s words were going in your ear and out the other, all you did was grab the water bottle out of his hand and drank it. he soon noticed that you weren’t paying any mind to him and abruptly stopped you.

“are you really mad at me?” his voice sounding more concerned this time. you answered back, “i don’t know leon, you tell me.”

“look i’ll make it up to you!” he quickly responded and swiftly scanned the carnival, thinking of ways to make it up to you. then, he spotted a mini-game that would later become a favorite of his in the future. “over there! a shooting game let’s go!” you scoffed as he dragged you to the stall like a little kid.

“hello there young man! interested in playing our game? all you have to do is shoot down all these five bottles to win the major prize for your little girlfriend over here!” the man handling game said to leon while smiling at you.

leon gave his money to the man and was given a toy gun loaded with only 6 pellets. “you have one pellet per bottle and an extra just incase you miss, goodluck!” the man enthusiastically greeted leon. “watch me make light work of this.” he said before giving you a wink.

he then cocked the gun and aimed it at the bottle. skillfully, one by one, leon took all the bottles down without even needing to use the extra pellet. you had to admit, seeing leon try really hard to make it up to you made your heart flutter, and the sight of him handling the gun so well just made you fall for him even harder.

“congratulations! you won! you may now pick your major prize.”

“i’ll have that one, the largest one!” he said excitedly. it pulled on your heart strings seeing leon in that state, feeling childish and so happy. knowing what he’s been through, he deserves all the best.

the man grabbed the large stuffed teddy bear and handed it to leon and his eyes sparkled with glee. he turned to face you as he gave you the teddy bear that was almost your size. you held the teddy bear and couldn’t help but break into a smile.

“thank you leon, i love it…” you say silently but loud enough for leon to hear. he felt a wave of relief seeing you finally smiling. he walked closer to you and gave you a sweet kiss on the lips, “you’re always welcome and i’m sorry, please forgive me…” he whispered. you glance over at leon and whispered back to him, “i forgive you…”

—

“i remember you throwing up a lot, you were so loud too that the kids were looking at you concerned and telling their mommies they didn’t want to ride what you rode.” leon said as he broke into a fit of laughter.

“and who’s fault was that?! weren’t you the one that dragged me into the ride?!” you shouted as you punched leon.

“ow! atleast i made up for it!”

“yeah, you did… you’re lucky those training sessions actually helped you.”

“what can i say? you’re looking at the man who topped his classes.”

“okay, okay, no need to get cocky, maybe you’re forgetting i ranked second to you”

“say that again. you ranked what? second!” leon burst into laughter once more and you retaliated by play fighting with him in bed. eventually, the two of you wore each other out and the both of you have calmed down from laughing so much that your stomachs hurt. you turn to face leon but he was already looking at you.

“i love you leon…” you said lovingly, placing your hand on his cheek and caressing it gently.

he held your hand that caressed his cheek and kissed it then leaned closer to you placing a kiss on your lips. “i love you too, more than you’d ever know…”

#leon scott kennedy #leon kennedy #resident evil #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy fluff #resident evil x reader #leon x reader #leon s kennedy

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