[bi0kill]

# BI0KILL  ;    a  private  &  mutuals  only  blog  for   leon s. kennedy   of  resident evil games, with  movie & mini series influences.  heavily affiliated  with @sl4ghtrs, @bioheirs, @ch1rals & @bi0twin

due to mature themes and for my own comfort, this blog is  21+ only.  topics  of   violence ,  loss ,  suicidal ideation & explicit content  will be present on this blog.   follow  at  your  own  discretion    ―    seraph  .  30  .  she  /  her

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[bi0kill]

Not around atm because of comic con and exhaustion but next week I will try to get to things here ❤️❤️

[entreri]

[bi0kill]

as much as i love the threads i love the threads i have currently, there are quite a few new followers i've not interacted with yet so!!

if you're new and we've not started a thread yet, give this a like and i'll start a thread for us! length may vary depending on what i can think up for us.

[bi0kill]

as much as i love the threads i love the threads i have currently, there are quite a few new followers i've not interacted with yet so!!

if you're new and we've not started a thread yet, give this a like and i'll start a thread for us! length may vary depending on what i can think up for us.

[amy-box]

[bi0kill]

new verses added ; paying kindness forward & handprints in the sand

[erobret]

@bi0kill asked : ❝ have you done all of your homework? ❞ coat shrugged off and slung onto the coat hook, leon rounds the hallway into the living room where sherry sat, tv blaring some cartoon he barely pays attention to. it was due tomorrow, that much he knows, and he'd do his best to help where he can but it had to be done tonight if she hadn't already completed it. ❝ you don't get tv time if you haven't. ❞ ( au where leon raises sherry )

SHE HUMMED ALONG TO THE OPENING TO the powerpuff girls while she colored in a page in the coloring book leon had gotten her . feet kicked as she worked to fill in ariel's hair , putting a grape into her mouth when she heard leon's voice as he rounded the corner . she sat up , reaching for the remote to lower the volume just as the girls were fighting mojojojo .

❝ i did all that i could . i was having trouble with two of the problems and was waiting for you to help me . ❞ her workbook was on the coffee table , she reached for it to turn to the page she was assigned to fill out before spinning it around and holding it open to him . ❝ we're learning our times tables and i'm stuck on the 7's . ❞

[bi0kill]

it was always hit or miss whether he could help her on her homework or not, some days questioning what the hell the school was teaching her, but multiplication? that sounded simple enough, something he could actually help her with. sitting at the table, he glanced over the page, and flicked through the rest of the pages to see if that was the only thing that needed doing and to double check she had done everything else. sure enough, she had. just the sevens times table left and one other.

❝ there's a pretty neat trick for learning that one. ❞ glancing around for a second, he got up briefly to fetch a spare piece of paper before sitting back down. he then drew what looked like a tic-tac-toe grid, and placed 07 in the first square. ❝ it has a pattern to it. ❞ the next square he wrote 14. then 21. second row, 28, 35, 42. third row, 49, 56, 63. he hoped she was still following.

❝ the first number of each square goes up from 0 to 6. ❞ he ran the pen across each row. ❝ the others start at 1 and go backwards to 9. ❞ starting top right, he followed the pattern backwards column by column. ❝ see? makes learning the sevens pretty easy. ❞

[ofrequiem]

               there  was  a  time  and  a  place  for  burgers,  and  right  now  it  wasn't  it.  as  sweet  and cute as  it  was  that  her  fellow  officer  was  offering  her  one  of  the  burgers  she  had  gotten  for  him.  she  didn't  think  she  could  eat  right  now  with  the  way  he  was  devouring  his  first  burger.  it  was  way  too  late  at  night  and  he  was  a  mess  -  she  would  stick  with  her  coffee.

she  put  her  coffee  down  and  reached  over,  curling  his  fingers  back  over  the  bag,  her  hands  on  top  of  his  as  she  shook  her  head.

“  y-you  keep  it.  i  just  woke  up,  i-i'm  really  not  hungry  and  you  need  the  food,  ”  she  insisted,  idly  hoping  that  two  burgers  would  be  enough  to  save  him  from  alcohol  poisoning somehow. 

[bi0kill]

oh right, it was ass o'clock in the morning. of course she wouldn't be hungry right now. convinced, he opens the bag and takes out the second burger to eat. though maybe 'eat' was too nice a word. he all but devours it in the minimal amount of bites it takes to eat a burger. and surprisingly, he's still hungry, going back into the bag for the stone cold fries, but he doesn't seem to mind that so much.

by the time he's finished the bag, he seems content, standing up to take the bag into the kitchen. gone is the fast food, though what he comes back with isn't much better ; another cold beer. two, in fact. sitting next to her, he sets it on the coffee table in front of her. it's never too late for a drink. ❝ did you know that fish have been around since BEFORE the dinosaurs? can you believe that? they are suuuper old. ❞

[rhodeshillcare]

"Well that's too bad," Claire remarked about his lost badge. Teasingly, she added, "The whole cop thing was kind of hot."

Another kiss and Claire let herself be the one to melt, even if it was brief, fleeting. Damn did she want more, but old scars kept her in check. They barely knew each other, it would be such a disaster, wouldn't it? Jumping in without much thought? But it felt so right being here, with Leon, forehead to forehead, and hanging onto each other, even if in the loosest of terms.

"It was a long walk, wasn't it?" He moved away and the urge to frown was fought down, beaten up and thrown out a window before Leon could notice. It was hard for her to go, as much as it was hard for him to let go. It was clear in his almost defeated stance. He joked, but she could clock the worry, the concern, the fear that was set in his shoulders, his hands, his brows.

"Leon...I'm not going off to war, or something. Don't look so gloomy."

Man, she really needed to go, but she kept closing the distance. Arms slipping under his arms and giving him a tight hug.

"Don't make me think we gotta get eloped before I leave, or something." Again, a joke. Light hearted, but something of a reality in the past; soldiers going off and marrying in a hurry because who knew what may happen out there, in this new world filled with biological terrors. "I'm coming back, I promise. I will always come back for you, and Sherry."

[bi0kill]

was it now? duly noted. who knew what the future would hold now that undead abominations could be created? though that's a problem for future them to handle. right now, he was preoccupied with beating down his overprotective side to let claire go. they had just escaped, and now she was running off back into possible danger. she had made it out by herself, he reminds himself. she can handle herself. still, he can't help but worry.

the redhead closes the distance again and his arms wrap around her shoulders slowly, gently, a small chuckle gained from her words. ❝ lucky for you, i don't move that quickly. i know, though. just ... be safe, yeah? ❞ a big promise to make her agree to, foolish too, yet he asks regardless. ❝ don't do anything stupid. ❞

[bi0kill]

okay i'm gonna see what i can get done here before i pass out for bed <3

[bi0kill]

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[bi0kill]

I’m not always here but I’m always on d.isxord so if anyone wants to add me to yell about our muses or plot or anything, then feel free to add me @ ofvoid. Just lemme know who you are by liking this or dming me ❤️

[bi0kill]

𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐴𝐺𝐴𝐼𝑁? 𝐹𝐸𝐸𝐿𝑆 𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐸 𝐼'𝑀 𝑆𝑇𝑈𝐶𝐾 𝐼𝑁 𝐴 𝐺𝑂𝐷𝐷𝐴𝑀𝑁 𝐿𝑂𝑂𝑃 ⸺ a private & independent leon s. kennedy of resident evil, featuring games, movie adaptions, mini series & alt. verses. crafted by seraph. 21+ only.

[bi0kill]

@ch1rals : 👀   //   grab  my  muse’s  jaw   &   direct  their  gaze  towards  yours / from higgs

their paths don't cross very often, but when they do, it certainly leaves a lasting impression. greeting the courier as they arrive, it only takes him a second to recognise who it was. the way he walked, the distinctive voice, the disarming smile. he helps set the cases onto the belt and thinks that's the last he'll see of him until morning, turning to walk back to his post when a hand catches his arm, the other gripping at his jaw to get his attention.

it catches him so off guard that all he can do is dumbly stare at him for a solid second, blinking in surprise. it seems he'd missed some hidden hint within the statement to join him below and that mistake was being clarified now. he really shouldn't leave his post. not that it was particularly exciting, with couriers staggering in at odd times of the day. some days it'd be hours between one leaving and another arriving. it is tempting, though ...

❝ you're terrible. ❞ a bad influence. his words are light and teasing, and it's likely obvious the gears are turning in his head as he debates what to do, torn between choices. ❝ convince me some more and i might join you. ❞

[ch1rals]

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝑆𝐿𝐴𝑃 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝑩𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑲 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐓.

[bi0kill]

@harperhydra : 👀   //   grab  my  muse’s  jaw   &   direct  their  gaze  towards  yours

turning up on his doorstep unannounced wasn't entirely uncommon when it came to helena, but this was one of the few times he hadn't wanted her company. sure, staying away from the dso office for a week was likely unusual of him and maybe she felt like he was putting more work on her, but he had his reasons and managed to convince higher ups to let him work from home for recovery, making it seem like he'd fared worse than he actually had.

a bullshit lie. maybe she'd sniffed that out when she stepped in and gave him a look that saw through his reasoning for not being at work. though, it was probably on him for holding himself in a way that never fully faced her, keeping his head down and to the side, busying himself with reasons to put distance between them. and it had worked, for a short time. it was only a matter of time until she got to the bottom of his weird behaviour.

cornered in the kitchen whilst trying to make her coffee, he knew there was no making her leave now. backed up against the counter, the grip on his jaw not only brought his attention to her, but slightly tilted his head up too, revealing the start of the infection in his body. blackened veins spidering up from beneath the collar of his shirt, the poison of raccoon city not only infecting his dreams but now his waking hours. fool on him for thinking he could ever escape it.

all he could do was sigh in defeat, gently pulling her hand from his jaw so that he could lower his head to look at her properly. ❝ i'm not going to bite you if that's what you're worried about. ❞ honestly, he's surprised that it's lasted this long. it really shouldn't have, and the vaccine had done nothing to rid him of it either. ❝ rebecca's working on it. ❞ if that offers any comfort to her.