Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Leon S. Kennedy/Reader, Leon S. Kennedy/You, Leon S. Kennedy/Original Female Character(s)
Characters: Leon S. Kennedy, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s)
Additional Tags: straight up smut, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Age Difference, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Loss of Virginity, Cunnilingus, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Shameless Smut, Barebacking, Pregnancy Kink, Unprotected Sex, Creampie
Summary:
You are eighteen years old and recently graduated from high school. Your father works for the DSO alongside Leon Kennedy who you've been crushing on since you first laid eyes on him at sixteen. You had to hide it though. He's quite a bit older than you. Now that you're of age, you're starting to run wild with fantasies about him and since he lives next door, it might be easier than you think to seduce him. A unique opportunity presents to you. When your parents are both out of the house for a week, you decide to take your shot and go to Leon's house.
Ok this is a completely unhinged ask but it popped up in my head and won’t let me go after rereading your fake marriage AU (so really sorry if you don’t like these kinds of asks but I thought you would be the perfect author to execute something like this. Feel free to tell me off):
Would you ever consider writing a one-shot where Tav tries to propose to Astarion but keeps failing multiple times (because let’s face it, Astarion is a chaos gremlin and something always happens right before the proposal). But Tav doesn’t give up and raises the stakes higher and higher (and of course drags the rest of the companions into their increasingly crazy/grand plans).
Astarion will completely remain oblivious because he still has some self esteem issues (why would anyone want to marry him?) and is really confused why Tav is acting nervous around him. (“Are you committing a crime behind my back? Listen, I want in.”)
This idea has me in a chokehold and I had to share. SORRY!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!
My goodness, please do NOT apologize for this amazing ask!!
It's so funny and I can imagine it too clearly. Astarion would sneak up on Tav, who's sneaking in the bushes, waiting to ambush him. Wait with them for a few minutes, then ask, "Darling, what are you doing?"
I would absolutely consider doing this one-shot heheh, adding it to my list (this would have been such a cute Valentine's one, but maybe I can swing it shortly after 👀).
i'm finally going to be put on a regular schedule at work where i'll have three days off in a row now that i'm a lead and i'm so fucking happy about it so i can actually sleep and write a lot and have energy!!!!!!!!!!
New art by @darunyama dropped on the bird site today, and it is exquisite: Click click (nsfw and explicit, so sadly, you need a twitter account to view it)
This extended weekend has been one long glorious Butchlander celebration. I'd say I could not ask for me, but I always ask for more so
EDIT: Please check out and rb @darunyama's safer for work post for her beautiful art here on tumblr - somehow it didn't show in the butchlander and/or homelander tag for me?
I have no idea of what this is supposed to be, but I was bored lol
Tbh It doesn’t look as good as the other one 💔
SHUT UP IS SOOOO LOOKS GOOD!!!! AAAAAH I LOVE YOUR ART STYLE SO MUCH I WANNA EAT IT!!
I love the reader sm, they deserve to be on the cover of vogue (they would so disagree with me though)!!! THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FOR SENDING ME YOUR ART AGAIN I LOVE ITTTTTT!!!!!!! ❤️💖❤️💖❤️💖
never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
Not socialist in a “I won’t have to work” type of way but socialist in a “I’ll still be working but I won’t be worried I won’t make the rent” type of way. In a “billions won’t be hoarded by one person” type of way. In a “janitors, fast-food workers, child care workers, preschool teachers, hotel clerks, personal care and home health aides, and grocery store cashiers, will live comfortably” type of way. In a “the sick and elderly will be cared for” type of way. In a “no child should work” type of way.
not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]
hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?
we cry "the innocent women and children" to appeal to the masses, to try and force their sympathy, but the men and boys are innocent too.
I have seen sons crying out for their mothers, their fathers, their siblings. I have seen them break down at the loss of their families. I have seen them cling to their dead and grieve.
I have seen fathers cradle their dead children, seen them kiss their faces and hold their little hands. I have seen them faint with grief when asked to identify the dead. I have seen them carry their sons and daughters. I have seen them fasting to provide what little they can for their families.
I have seen men and boys digging through the rubble with just their bare hands, I have seen them comforting strangers, playing with children, rocking them, hushing them, even if the face of such imminent danger. I have seen them cry, seen them grieve, seen them break down into each other's arms, seen them be selfless, beyond selfless, becoming something I don't have a word for.
I have seen the men who are doctors refuse to leave their patients, even when they have no medicine or supplies to give them, even when they're threatened with bombings. I have seen fathers who have lost all their children pick orphans up into their arms and proclaim them their child so they are not alone. I have seen men and boys digging pets out of the rubble.
the men are innocent too. the men and boys are being hurt and killed too. the men and boys are grieving too. the men and boys are scared too. the men and boys are fighting to save their people too. the men and boys deserve to be fought for too.