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[leonw4nter]

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mainly fluff • inconsistent uploads • minors/ageless blog-friendly • will not write NSFW here • fics will be leon x reader • not beta read/proofread so expect errors! • INBOX FULL! • weirdos DNI! | FREE PALESTINE

RE2R!ℒeon

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ She’s Everything and He’s… He’s There Too I Guess (Hockeyplayer!RE2R!Leon x F!Figureskater!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Are they? Are They Not? (Architect!RE2R!Leon x F!Boss!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Hold Me, Hold Me, I'm Your Bunny (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader AU)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ The Cotton Candy Haze Mirrors The Warmth Of Your Gaze (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader AU)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Silver Screen (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader modern AU)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ There Are No Cute Officers In The Station!.. save for one (RE2R!Leon x Teacher!F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ I Only Have Eyes For You (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader TLOU AU)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Sharp Teeth and Sandy Woodland (RE2R!Leon x GN!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ So If You Need A Hero, Just Look In The Mirror! (Spiderman!RE2!Leon x GN!Reader) [drabble]

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ My Cuddly Eldritch Boyfriend! (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Like or Like Like? (RE2R!Leon x Singlemom!F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ A Soft Spot for You (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Lovers Rock (ChildhoodBFF!RE2R!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ For My Sweetheart (RE2!Leon x GN!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Sweet Boy (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ The Softest of Dreams (RE2R!Leon x F!Reader)

RE4R!ℒeon

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Give Me A Star In The Sky And Promise To Be By My Side (Knight!RE4R!Leon x Mermaid!F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Holding Our Dreams As You Lie To Rest (Dad!RE4R!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ And When The Sun Left, I Thought You Never Loved Me (RE4R!Leon x F!Reader royal AU)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ So High School (RE4R!Leon x GN!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Ex-Swimmer!RE4!Leon [drabble]

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Look at Us, You and I, Back at it Again (RE4R!Leon x Nurse!F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Every Breath You Take (RE4!Leon x GN!Reader)

Infinite Darkness!ℒeon

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Warmth For The Winterfall (ID!Leon x GN!Reader)

Damnation!ℒeon

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ My Baby Here On Earth Showed Me What My Heart Was Worth (Husband!RE:Damnation!Leon x F!Reader)

RE6!ℒeon

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Don't Go To Sleep, Don't Rest Your Head (Dad!RE6!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Lonely is the Room (RE6!Leon x F!Reader)

Vendetta!ℒeon

[A work in progress...]

Death Island!ℒeon

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Is It The Look In Your Eyes Or Is It This Dancing Juice? (Husband!DI!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ (Second) Prettiest Fairy Princess (Dad!DI!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ A Little Tipsy But Massively In Love (Husband!DI!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ A Dinner For Three (Husband!DI!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ It Only Takes Half A Bottle of Whiskey (DI!Leon x GN!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ Look Into My Eyes and You Won’t Ever Have To Ask (DI!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ I Love My Wife!!! (Husband!DI!Leon x F!Reader)

⊂ ⟡ ⊃ How Do I Love Thee? (Husband!DI!Leon x F!Reader)

[3racha-agustd]

Imagine your husband loving you so much that after completing the mission that saved his life, the first thing he does is put on your wedding ring.

[leonw4nter]

hi guys !!! it's been quite some time since i've hopped in here but i just wanna say that this account is going to be pretty inactive for a while :( i don't really have any ideas to write about and hardly any motivation to write something that isn't related to research so yeah, hence the dry spell on this account. don't worry, i won't delete this account EVER so you guys still have my fics to enjoy :3 dw, i'm still a HUGE HUGE HUGE RE fan so i'm definitely still on the edge of my seat for Requiem. as for Requiem, everything looks real promising so i'm incredibly excited for its official release and whatever lies in store for leon. if he dies, i'm going to choke on a car tire. period.

anyway, i hope everyone has been doing wonderful and if you guys are currently enduring something, you'll get over this soon! just keep going and don't give up <3 as for me, i've just been up to academics 🥀 it isn't all miserable though because GUYS. i have a BOYRIEND now!!!!!!!! A full-on BOYFRIEND that absolutely loves me!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK. i honestly never expected this man to like me back but here we are and everyday i still wonder what about me was something worth falling in love with. miracles are real because this man has seen the filth i wrote on ao3 and still misses me dearly every day which is so??????? big head scratch moment for me but hey: a win is a win. he is very kind, loving, patient, and understanding with me and honestly for all those who want a boyfriend right now i hope all goes well for you guys!!! you WILL find love!!!

anyway, that's all for my mini life update :3 miss u guys sm btw :'> love you and take care!

[leonw4nter]

Hey I have a writing request. Can you write a story about a girl and a boy and the girl is significantly shorter than the boy and the girl is incredibly adorable as well?

Hello !!

(1) Requests are closed rn, sorryyy !! (◞‸ ◟)💧

(2) I’m a fan account, I don’t rlly write any oc stuff at the moment :-)

(3) Do I know you from somewhere ?? You’re familiar hehe (,,•᷄‎ ◡•᷅ ,,)?

Good luck on your request tho!! 🌀 🫶

[vinnyandthephenomena]

“I Love My Boyfriend.”

MDNI! fwb! leon. angst / fluff. ♡ synopsis: you’ve got a boyfriend, but leon wants to fill his shoes instead. OR rookie leon pines over you, even if you love your boyfriend.

cw: cheating, reader playing leon like a gameboy. <3

She’s got a boyfriend anyway.

That’s what Leon kept telling himself. He repeated this fact in his head each time he looked at you. Each time your eyes locked when he filled his shoes. It wasn’t right to be sleeping with a girl with a boyfriend, Leon knew that. He wasn’t trying to stop your “love” if that’s what you even felt for that guy. If it meant anything to you.

You were on the bed in his room with your head on his pillow. You looked at Leon’s pretty face. He was a better fuck than your shitty boyfriend. But that’s all he was to you. Or, that’s what you told yourself. Leon was .. sweet. Especially after sex. It was like the sheer sight of you made him melt. You made him soft.

Leon’s fingers traced your cheek, brushing the sweaty locks off your forehead. “You’re so pretty.” He murmured, more to himself than you. “So are you.” You teased, getting a shy smile out of him. Cute. “Mm, not like you are.” His fingers traced down the slope of your nose, then the delicate line of your jaw. Baby blues watched you carefully, like if he didn’t touch you, maybe you weren’t really there.

He sat up on his elbows, bare chest and flushed cheeks all sweaty. “Leon..” You began, turning your face once he slid his hands down your arms, silently asking you to stay. You had a boyfriend anyway. You saw the disappointment on his face — the pathetic look on it each time you had to leave. Because you weren’t his, but he was yours. Leon reminded you of a clingy puppy.

He let you sit up, his grip loosened and fell. (lingered down your sweat slicked skin, oh, he’d do anything for you to stay. his room smelt of you anyways.) “Don’t go.” He said it before he could stop himself. You laughed, grabbing one of his shirts to throw over your head. Made his heart ache to see you so domestic together. “Don’t? What.. want me to stay for breakfast too?” You turn to see him. He was almost pouting—poor baby.

“If you wanted to. I could make you something.” Leon moved closer, taking one of your hands so you’d stay on the bed. He’d beg if he had to. Beg you to stay in his bed, beg you to stay with him. “Leon.” You cut him off, looking down at his fingers — lacing yours together. It was sweet.

“Look.. You know how this started.” You squeeze his hand and move closer on the rumpled sheets. You found the way his breath hitched endearing. “If we’re gonna so anything, we might as well just fuck.” You lean back in, soft lips pressed against the corner of his mouth. He followed your lead — grabbing your shoulders and chasing that peck.

“No,” He practically whimpered, holding you close. “Don’t say that. It doesn’t have to be like this.” He rubbed your arms, as if reassuring you, and not himself. It hurt to look at you like this. Leon wanted to be more than just a friends with benefits situation. If you didn’t ignore his calls. Or the flowers he bought you once. He was at your beck and call. He should’ve known better than to get caught up in this mess.

“Stay. Stay with me. Even if it’s just today.” He pulled you against his chest. He held you tight as if you were going to pull away. Any minute now and you would. But you didn’t. Didn’t pull away when he shifted on the bed and let you tumble onto his chest. “You don’t have to go.” He mumbled into your hair, brushing his lips over the top of your head. Which meant, ‘i don’t want you to go.’

Leon felt you sigh, the way your chest rose and fell against his. It felt so right to hold you like this. To hold you like you were his. “Have to.” You mumble, cheek resting against his collarbones. “You don’t.” He held you tighter, his arms caging you in against his chest. “I’m going to my boyfriend’s show in half an hour.” You said, feeling Leon’s frustrated huff.

His “show.” Your boyfriend was in a stupid band. His music was good too.. ugh.

“Forget it..” Leon kissed the top of your head, voice words slurring together in an exhausted haze. “He won’t miss you. Not like I miss you.” You closed your eyes and understood him. He was right. Your boyfriend didn’t miss you like Leon missed you. Yearned. “Huh. You don’t miss me.” You smiled, lifting your head off his chest. He looked like you’d gone and told him bad news.“No, no, no .. I do.” Leon sat up, taking you with him. “I need you. ‘Miss you when you leave.” He steadied you, now straddling his hips after he leaned back against the headboard.

“More than I should.” He looked away, a nervous laugh. A shy smile, like it was embarrassing to tell you such things. Somehow talking about his feelings with you felt more intimate than when he had his head between your thighs. You couldn’t deny how much you liked Leon. You did like him. He was caring and understanding, unlike your boyfriend.. You both knew it was rotten. You’d go back to boyfriend, and your boy-toy would go back to pining over you.

“I’m sure you’ve got someone else to keep you busy when I’m gone.” You tease, making his boyish grin fall. “I don’t.” He quickly corrected. “Leon .. There’s plenty of other girls out there. Not just me..” You lower your voice, fingers trailing down his chest. He was putty in your hands. “I don’t want other girls.” He gently took your hand from his chest and held it like you truly were lovers. Not a measly affair. Leon was an attractive young man. A rookie cop, close enough to a gentleman as you could get — any woman would kill to be in your place.

“No? What’s so special about me?” You asked, tilting your head. You were so pretty, it made his cheeks flush. He fumbled with your fingers, taking a deep breath. “I won’t find anyone like you.” He tried to excuse it, beating around the bush.

“Sure you will.”

He shook his head, fringe tousling over his eyes. It wasn’t a girl like you. He wanted you. Yet somehow spilling all this out to you was coming up short. “Why not?” You push further, combing his blonde locks from his face. He leaned into it like a obident puppy.

“Go on, tell me what makes me so special.” You ask, watching the submissive look on his face. You didn’t want to break his heart. You could’ve sworn you saw tears in his eyes. She’s got a boyfriend anyway. It was useless to say everything he thought when he heard your voice. Or even thought of you. It wasn’t just the time you spent in his bed — It was more than that.

“I-Well..” Leon cupped your cheek with one hand, rubbing his thumb over the soft skin. This was a mistake, all of it. Falling for a girl like you. But he couldn’t help himself. He pulled you closer, a sloppy kiss to your mouth — full of all that longing. “I love you.” He mumbled against your lips, peppering those hot kisses across your cheeks. “God, I love you.” He choked out, forehead bumping yours. He was clumsy, hands on your back to pull you closer onto him. “Leon,” You whined, trying to pull back.

“Please.” He pleaded, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. “Don’t leave.” You couldn’t tell if was crying or not — but you felt the pathetic tremble in his voice. “I want you..” He panted, lips brushing against your throat. “Want you to stay with me.” He was too caught up in you. “What about my boyfriend?” You asked, not resisting anymore.

Leon shook his head, kissing up to your jaw. It was desperate, as if he could show you how much he loved you with his mouth. “He won’t take care of you like I do.”

“Won’t love you like I do.” He mumbled against your cheek. It wasn’t as pushy as it was a plead. He knew you weren’t going to leave your boyfriend for him. But it wouldn’t stop him from spilling out his heart to you. Whether you’d clean it up or not. “Let me love you.” He pulled back, a sorry look on his pouty face. He would get on his knees if you asked him to. “I wanna love you, love on you.. keep on making love to you..” He pressed a kiss to your jaw, hands sliding beneath his shirt you wore.

“Does it mean anything to you?” He asked, grasping your bare hips. “Do I mean anything to you?” He asked, fingers trailing the sides of your breasts. “Yeah, you do.” You say nonchalantly, making his heart skip a beat. “Wouldn’t be missing my boyfriend’s show if I didn’t.”

Leon lit up, a half-grin on his face as he wrapped his arms around your back, pushing the fabric up to feel your skin against his. Even if you were leaving by tomorrow morning, you were his for today. “You’re sweet, Leon.” You hum, not minding the way he oh-so-carefully rocked you against his chest. It was comforting, how happy you’d made him with one sentence.

“Sweet?” He laughed, hiding his face in your shoulder. Sweet? He’d said he loved you and you find him sweet? He’d take it.

“Sooo sweet.” You run your fingers through his hair, petting him like a puppy. He reminded you of one anyways. “I think .. I really like you too. You’re good to me.” You said, fingers trailing down the nape of his neck.

Leon shivered, holding you tighter to his chest. It didn’t matter now — You were his, and he was yours. Even if he only had fleeting moments of embraces — it was enough. He’d get down on one knee if it meant you’d stay with him ! He’d start saving up for the day you leave your boyfriend — to truly show you how much he loved you.

“Mm .. ‘love you.” He slurred, kissing your collarbone. “Love you, know I shouldn’t.” He went on, words all muffled by your skin. Leon couldn’t do “no strings attached.” He wanted you to have his children, wanted to marry you! Anything you wanted.

You just hummed and pet his hair, letting him wonder if you were even listening..

Despite everything, this would be enough for him. You’ve got a boyfriend anyway.

[leonw4nter]

Lonely is the Room [a drabble]

RE6!ℒeon x F!Reader

Leon put on the most epxensive suit he had in his small wardrobe; an all-black ensemble paired with a silk tie and designer cuff links. Aginst his personal wishes, he gells his hair back and styles a few strands to stick out over his face. He looks too neat, too put together-- a version of himself in a too-distant alternate reality where he gets 8 hours of sleep per night and works a normal job that actually makes a work-life balance possible. The tie feels like a boa constrictor around his neck but then again, he has no say in his wardrobe options; the love of his life is getting married and he has to look his best. With a spray of cologne, he gives himself one last look in the standing mirror and heads off.

He walks into your suit, hands clammy and sweat starting to bead along his hairline. He's nervous, though it's not exactly his place to feel like this; he's going to see you, on your request, and he's not sure how he's going to hold up. Your bridesmaids and parents filter out of the room, meeting the blond on his way to your suite. They all have glistening smiles and tearful eyes, overjoyed for you on your big day; it contrasts the tight smile on Leon's face, the expression uncomfortably pulling at the muscles on his cheeks. He knocks, once then twice, and hears your sweet voice on the other side.

He lets himself inside, the door knob twisting open despite the rattle in his calloused hands. You're stunningly breathtaking, the spitting image of heaven in that gorgeous gown adorned with crystals and pearls and lace. The radiant grin that settles perfectly on your face kills him and he damn near runs out of the room to save himself but he stays, his feet felt to heavy to move anyway.

"So," you shyly say. "How do I look, Leon?" You twirl and sway your skirt, the golden sunlight catching on the crystals and giving them an iridescent sort of magic. You look like what I meant to find all along. "Perfect for the wedding," Leon chokes out. Unwanted tears make it into his eyes, obscuring his vision. "You look like a dream." You chuckle and Leon feels as if his ribs closed in on his heart and crushed it.

The ceremony starts and he stands with his back straight, madly biting on his lower lip to keep it from quivering. Soon, you're gracing the center aisle with a blinding grin hid behind the lacy veil. Your presence graces the chapel like a moment of peace in between storms, everything cruel softening around your presence. You meet his eye from behind the veil and you shoot him a small nod while Leon opts to return the gesture with a shaky smile and small wave. He watches as you walk past him and ascend the steps to join your husband by his side at the altar. Vows echo across the chapel and each word comes back to him to slash his heart. As you walk hand in hand with your husband as gleeful newly-weds, the sight of white seemingly outshone the sun and left him blind with sorrow. He memorizes the look of happiness on your face one last time before you walk forward and never look back.

it's been a WHILE whew erm i've been very busy with many things so i haven't exactly found the time to write and with having many things to do, i don't exactly have the creative juices flowing right now so i'm quite dry on ideas which sucks so bad because i have cool concepts but my hands just refuse to coordinate lmao. i just had this idea by random and decided to do this little writing exercise so if it's not as good as the other things i usually put out then i'm really sorry :'( i miss everyone and honestly, i hope i'll be able to join other writing events like for valentine's day coz bruh i really wanted to do kinktober but unfortunately my time has just been one submission after the other ffs. ANYWAYS, how's everyone doing?????? i hope everyone's been having a nice time!

[leonw4nter]

Omg I just came across your husband Leon fic with our babygirl Willow (yes, OUR babygirl 🫶💗 😭) Will you be writing more of her? 🥺

hello anon!!! yes, i will definitely be writing more about her with Leon :) not super soon coz i obv still need to come up with comprehensive plots but do expect to see her again sometime <3

[lust4nero-deactivated20260110]

⤷ ゛Open for C♡mmissions ˎˊ˗

∙ fluff ˣ smut ˣ angst ˣ dead dove ∙

WILL WRITE FOR ANY FANDOM AND OCs!! || CLICK 'READ MORE' FOR ADDITIONAL FACTS

after much deliberation, i've made the decision to open commissions in order to afford the fees i need in order to study overseas in the US :)

you are NOT required to donate or pay with large amounts of money, requesting is free as well :) if you see 'me' asking for money in your inbox or DMs, that's NOT me-- please be careful with your money guys! Also, my only mode of payment is through PAYPAL, which can be accessed via my KO-FI.

[leonw4nter]

ℳajor 𝓐nnouncement! ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𖹭

Yes, I am in fact taking commissions. I don't have a deadline for everyone to start

paying me to write nor am I actively encouraging you guys,

though I would greatly appreciate it :-)

I don't want to share much since my IRLs know I write + post in here and I want to keep this goal of mine private but you guys deserve to know what will be done with the money I am paid with, so here goes: requirements for international students who wish to study in the US have fees (at least in my side of the world)– the IELTS/TOEFL (English certification exam), SAT/ACT, university application fees, etc. Scholarships that I've seen around don't shoulder application fees and they won't handle it not unless I get accepted into the university I'm applying to so I decided to do this. It's not a certainty that I'll get in but it's worth a try and I'll definitely do my best.

I've decided to venture out of my comfort zone as well, since I've decided to take dead-dove commissions; I've done some practice so I hope whoever decides to request some dead-dove will be satisfied with my work ehe :3 -- > this only applies to commissions by the way, this doesn't apply to requests (which are free).

I'm not forcing or highly promoting this but I'd really appreciate it, even if it's just reblogged or liked! Every single form of your support is greatly valued <3

[leonw4nter]

Today is the 1 year anniversary of me stumbling across that one angst Prince!Leon x Knight!Reader fic by Ivy (clandestinemeetings) and I decided to reread some screenshots I had and broooo I’m still in shambles over it 😭🙏 never moving on I fear

[leonw4nter]

HEADCANONS: Leon Scott Kennedy

a/n - these are really half-assed but hopefully coherent enough to feed you guys while i'm gone for days on end again :'( hope you guys love it tho! xx

!! [written with RE2 Leon in mind, can be read as a no outbreak AU!]

• He used to play a lot of basketball during high school. Now, he didn't exactly play on the school team and rather enjoyed the sport as something he'd do when he had the time. He wasn't the best player there was but his aim was always accurate, sending the ball straight through the net for a large portion of the time. Sometimes he'd be caught dribbling a ball as he walked home or he'd arrive home late and all sweaty, having decided to play for an hour or two at a court he often passes on his way home. Basketball is also how he made some friends and how some kids around the area recognizes him. He turned to it as a way to vent out his frustrations from the school day since he got to use up all his energy and put his emotions into running and jumping. With how frequent he started to play, sometimes he'd dribble an imaginary ball between his legs and do a three-pointer on the air. The police academy didn't exactly give him time to himself so gradually he stopped frequenting the court and the routine eventually died down.

• He's a victim to losing money by vending machine. His hungry ass always wants that vanilla cupcake loaded with rainbow sprinkles so he hauls his ass to the vending machine and mumbles a prayer that nobody got to the pastry before he did. Luckily for him, there's almost always 3 more cupcakes left so he gets one for himself. Unfortunately for him, he never gets his change back. He tells the cafeteria staff about it but nothing ever gets done about it and now his hungry ass is paying the price-- with no change in return. He also loses money through kid scouts selling cookies and bake sales.

• He has a pricey collection of high-quality shoe cleaners and balms to keep his sneakers as clean as possible (I mean, look at his shoes in RE2). He doesn't like having his shoes too scuffed up and dirtied so he cleans them on weekends, especially after a week full of rain and damp grounds. He rarely ever got fresh shoes, usually getting thrifted sneakers, so he did his best to keep them in its best conditions to prolong the wearability. He does have a designated shoe that he wears when he's about to do some work that'll definitely get messy and it's a pair of Reebok Club C 85s. Also, he definitely keeps sneaker magazines and dog-ears the pages with the shoes that he likes.

• He was convinced by his friends and the gym teacher to join the school's wrestling team. He was already pretty strong and in good physical shape since he wanted to be fit as early as possible for the academy so all he had to do was train a little more for wrestling and he'd be good to go. After three (successful) matches, he'd come to notice that he was growing biceps and his shoulders were looking pretty toned so obviously, he was proud of his work. The first time he stepped out in his headgear and a singlet that stuck to his body like second skin, a number of girls grew interested in him and formed crushes. Leon would often wear his shirts a size larger than his actual size so to see his muscles out in the open like that was definitely quite the sight to see. His friends would tell and tease him all about it and he'd get shy since he didn't expect to gain attention like that but he would be lying if he said it didn't feel nice.

• He tried cutting his hair once with blunt craft scissors in his bathroom at 2AM. For some reason, he decided to start with the back of his head and trim the hair there before the front so he "could still shape it in case he messes up". Messed up he did but he could not shape it. He looked like those Barbie dolls that got haircuts from little girls and his hair was misshapen and sticking out in odd places. Gel and styling couldn't save his poor strands so he made the decision to do buzz it off. He ended up crying and cursing himself as he sadly cleaned up his sink and threw the hair away and he vowed to himself that he'd never mess with his hair ever again.

• He got "Employee of the Month" awards thrice when he worked at a grocery store and his older coworkers definitely treat him like he's their own. Sometimes, he'd be handed a spare bill and be told to study hard so he could get a job that paid better than stocking shelves and putting away shopping carts. They treated him like family so he saw them that way as hell so he did his best to study hard and get good marks. If any customer was rude or standoffish to him, the nearest staff would walk up and be ready to throw hands just to keep him safe. They'd also tell him if someone was eyeing him and start teasing him to go make a move or something.

[leonw4nter]

⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ The Softest of Dreams

─ ♡ RE2R!Leon x F!Reader

⋆˚࿔ summary - In a cramped apartment barely held together by bills and late-night takeout, you and Leon find warmth in shared dreams of better days—whispers of a cozy home, lavish surprises, and the kind of love that promises riches even when wallets are damn near empty. Though money is tight, the richest part in your shared lives is the fact that you have each other.

⋆˚࿔ word count - 2.9k

Leon stepped foot inside the academy grounds, head freshly shaven and soul alight with a stalwart sense of determination alight in his soul. Behind those baby blue eyes is the desire to graduate not only as a fine police officer, but as an instrument of hope amidst the fast-paced chaos that presently festers in our communities. He swore to himself that he’d never grow to be a greasy sleazebag kind of officer that excused immorality for the sake of ‘doing his job’, no– he’d rather die than have his goodness be corroded from his heart. Leon wanted to restore and preserve the humanity in the world through one good deed at a time because he wanted to welcome a new decade full of possibilities and new hope with you, his dearest love. With only two years left before a new millennium brought the dawn of a new era, he’s determined to do the best and most he can in order to have you both set for life and live comfortably.

As soon as he asked you if he could be your boyfriend in a quaint but lovely diner in senior year, he vowed that he would do everything he could in order to provide you with a comfortable life. He swore on everything he could see that night that you would be treated like a queen and you would never have to live off of ramen noodles while dating him. Of course, it was far from easy when it came to earning and trying to save up; he had to set some aside for college, some other goods he needed for himself, and that Jeep he wanted. Every week, he would pull out a Reebok shoebox from under his bed and count all the money he’s saved before doing some calculations as how to much he’ll need to support himself and you as well. You worked as well, taking shifts at the indoor playground and grocery; every Friday, you and your boyfriend would share how much you’ve accumulated and how much is estimated to be spent that week.

“That’s around 12 bucks more before I can get you that sweater,” you mumble as you scribble some numbers down on a yellow notepad. You shift the phone to your other ear, trying to get comfortable.

“Huh?” Leon’s voice sounds staticky from your end. “That one from Buffalo Exchange?”

“Yup,” you hum. “You said you found it cool when we saw it on display last week. You couldn’t stop staring too so I just made it a goal to get it for you.”

“What? Y’know I can get that another time, right? Besides, haven’t you been pining for those 501s since forever?”

“Yeah, but like– that can wait. You always spoil me with stuff and I don’t spoil you as often,” you reasoned. “C’mon baby, please? Just this once? It’s not like I’ll go broke right away, Lee, I’ve got some saved up for myself. Please, Lee-Lee, pretty please? With sprinkles on top?”

You hear a chuckle coming from the other end and you bite your lip, trying not to let a giggle slip or else he’ll hear it.

“So I became Leon then Lee and then Lee-Lee,” amusement evident in his tone. “But fine. Since you politely pleaded, I’ll allow it. As long as you’ll always let me spoil you more.”

“What! Leon, no! I won’t let you blow off upwards of 20 bucks on me per month, I don’t always need a new shirt or pants y’know!”

As much as you loved that boy, you always had to restrain yourself from staring for too long at a pretty item on display or else he’d get the idea that you wanted it. Well he’s not wrong because you do, but you can’t have him carelessly spending. As careless as he can get at times, you know his intentions are pure and he’s doing the best he can to meet your needs before his own. It’s in conversations like these where you know that spending the rest of your life married to him is a perfect picture of paradise.

It took Leon plenty of elbow grease to fully pay off his Jeep, another expense that’s finally out of his mind. As soon as he got into the Jeep after paying at the dealership, he smiled proudly to himself; dealing with weird customers at his waiter job, cleaning after sticky tables at kids’ parties, and tutoring fourth graders in grammar finally paid off. He couldn’t wait to arrive home and break the good news to you; he can practically hear your giddy squeal and radiant smile, your voice going “that’s great, Leon! I knew you could do it” as you caressed his cheek.

He speed walked down the hall and into your shared apartment; the building wasn’t too fancy but nothing too desolate either. Sure, the lights flickered every now and then but all in all, it was a safe enough place to settle in before moving to a better complex once money’s less tight. Usually, you’d arrive home first before he did and by the time he’d walk through the door, you’re plating the dinner you’ll both have after a long day. He’s greeted by darkness and silence as soon as he turns the bronze knob, the tiny apartment void of any signs of you; he figures you must be doing overtime. Ever since the air conditioning unit broke down, you’ve both had to work extra hours just to be able to get that dingy thing fixed. It seemed as if there was always something that broke per week, which just increased the cost of living for the both of you. Being a rookie officer didn’t exactly rake in enough within the first few months of starting the job so he definitely had to take up a few more hours just to get some more cash. Your job would’ve paid well if they didn’t deduct so much from your salary for the tax but this was better than nothing so it would have to suffice for now. With the Jeep paid off, that’s one less expense to worry about.

A noise from behind him interrupted his thoughts, turning around to see you. You looked rough: strands of hair poking out from your hairdo, your lipstick long faded and settling on the crevices of the dry skin.

“Hey sweetheart,” your boyfriend softly says as he walks up to you with a hug. “How’s work?”

You hug back, staying silent for a moment before deeply sighing and letting yourself melt into his warm chest.

“Went great,” you say flatly. “I mean– I had to break up a fight and some lady yelled at me for something I don’t have control over. Could be worse but y’know, it’s just how it is sometimes.”

Leon pulled back, settling his hands on your shoulders; despite how big they are in comparison to yours, they were never rough with you. He stared deeply into your eyes, waves of exhaustion and fatigue emanating from your gaze.

“If it makes you feel better, we have one less expense to worry about now that we’ve paid it off.”

Reaching into the inside pocket of his gray jacket, he pulls out the official receipt and unfolds it to show to you. You take it from him and see the complete list of payments, a physical proof of your combined efforts to officially own the vehicle. Despite the weariness, you still manage to smile as relief settles into your heart.

“I knew we could do it,” you mumble with a soft smile as you press him into you for another hug. “No matter how hard it gets, we’ll always make it out together.”

The blond smiles, a hand coming up to pat the back of your head. You’re clearly still drained of energy but he’s managed to somewhat ease the heaviness that weighed in your heart.

“Together, forever and ever, whether you like it or not,” he adds. His chest rumbles against your cheek, the warmth of him gentle against you.

“So,” he adds. “How does dinner sound? I’ll get started on it while you relax in the living room, okay?”

Dinner was partly bland but enough to keep your stomachs full for the night; spices weren’t getting any cheaper so you had to use as little as possible to keep stocks of it for a little longer.

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Eventually, the time for rest came but you and Leon didn’t mind; in fact, the day had been busy and what you both needed was plentiful rest, especially that the next day is sure to be just as eventful. Money wasn’t always readily available between the both of you, choosing to opt for dates that didn’t need anything to be spent; cuddles in bed were one of them, a timeless bonding experience with your lover. It was in soft moments like these where you and Leon would have the most productive conversations: you would talk about budgeting and how much cash you’d lose by the end of the month then Leon would shush you, forcing you to put those worries to rest and set it aside from the next day. He could tell when you would start listing whatever bothered you, just by the very subtle cinch of your eyebrows and when your voice would deepen ever so slightly and drop the cheery quality it usually held.

“Let’s leave that for tomorrow, hm?” He would always say so gently, brushing the hair away from your face.

He would also flick away any stray lint or fallen eyelash on your face, looking for more excuses to admire your features. “Right now, we’re cuddly and comfortable in our bed. We’re safe from the outside world and not a single smidge of negativity will get through our bedroom– not on my watch.”

Leon’s eyes, despite being lidded and heavy with the desire for slumber, never ceased to hold a unique tenderness dedicated to you alone. He never looked any less in love with you, no matter how many shifts exhausted him or how much disagreements you’ve previously had. Even when you gave each other the cold shoulder after a quarrel, hate or contempt never replaced the adoration that is permanently fixed on his sky blue irises. Leon can never stay truly mad, walking back to you with his tail between his legs as he apologizes and asks for forgiveness.

“Okay, Leon. I’ll stop worrying,” you agree before snuggling closer to him.

Your head on his arm was certainly cutting off circulation but Leon could live with a purple arm if it meant making you feel loved and protected. His other arm was around your waist, pressing you closer towards him.

“These muscles weren’t here before,” you say with a small smile as you squeeze the muscles on his forearm.

“I’ve been working out at the station,” he says with a sheepish grin. “They’ll need me to be strong so I’ve been doing my best to gain more strength. Also, how am I going to carry my girl’s shopping bags once we’re filthy rich?”

The blond lifts the arm that was previously encircled around your waist to flex his biceps and triceps, showing off his gym results.

“Easy now, Kennedy. Wouldn’t want to unleash a freaky beast in this bedroom at this time in the night,” you say with a smirk.

“Woah, calm down!” He’s definitely blushing, flustered at your words.

He rambled on about the shenanigans in his office, as well as S.T.A.R.S. He seems to express interest in joining the team once he’s more seasoned and integrated in the RPD and you vocalize your support. You talked about some workplace gossip, something about a cheating boss and his secretary.

Besides being a boyfriend, Leon is a good best friend; he listens when he needs to and offers wise counsel when it’s asked of him. Prior to being his girlfriend, you were his childhood best friend so when you both took your relationship to another level, little to nothing in your dynamic changed. It was just like back then but this time you could kiss and make out.

A loud thud interrupts you and Leon, a noise that seemed to come from your upstairs neighbor. Giggles from the both of you followed soon after, still staring at it as if awaiting for the shabby thing to give out. Luckily, the ceiling stayed intact.

“Once we’re both loaded and raking in big bucks, I’ll buy us a nice house with a white picket fence in a swanky suburb. Our driveway will be heated and we might even have a pool in the backyard,” he muses as he presses kisses to your hair.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I’m serious. I promised you that I’ll give you everything, didn't I?”

“Just checking in case you forgot,” you joke.

Leon shifts closer to you, slinging his leg over yours. He nuzzles his cheek into your forehead and you feel the slight prickle of a growing stubble.

“We’ll have 4 kids, 3 girls and a boy. They’ll run around our house and fill the rooms with so much laughter and happiness,” he continues to muse on. “Or maybe we’ll have a labrador retriever before we have kids. To prepare us and stuff.”

You smile and wrap your arm around his neck. A nail nearly catches on one of the holes in his sleep shirt. His sleep shirt has definitely seen better days, now tattered with holes while the neckline hem hangs on for dear life. You try to convince Leon to let the poor thing go but he refuses, saying it’s the best shirt for someone who runs warm like him.

“I’ll buy you so many designer bags: whatever the brand is, I got it for you– Coach, Miu Miu, Dior, Chanel, Gucci…– um, what was that other brand that was featured in that one show you love?”

“Fendi?”

“Yes, that one. We’ll have a room in our house for all your bags,” he excitedly adds. “There’s going to be an ornate and elaborate cabinet for your shoes too and you won’t ever have to glue-tack a heel together anymore.”

You look up, pressing kisses to the dimple of his chin.

“And,” you add. “You won’t have to sleep in this tattered thing anymore once I get that high-paying job. I’ll make us wear matching silk pajamas and we’ll sleep in silk sheets. I’ll buy you 5 pairs of Chuck Taylors if it means you won’t have to duct tape and sew that ramshackle pair. I’ll also get you the rarest editions of your favorite vinyls.”

He looks down and his eyes look glossy and mushy, like a puppy dog’s.

“Are you serious?”

“Of course!” You beam. “I feel bad every time we visit the records shop and the most you can do is stare at the records and hold them but not take it home. You talk about them so lovingly and it sucks to see you exit the store empty handed every time.”

His vision blurs faster than he expected it to, lips quivering as your voice replays in his head.

I feel bad every time we visit the records shop and the most you can do is stare at the records and hold them but not take it home. You talk about them so lovingly and it sucks to see you exit the store empty handed every time.

He’s always so hyperfocused on giving you the best, he tends to overlook his wants and needs. Sure, he sets aside money for himself but he always forgets about it and ends up spending more on you than himself. Seeing the excited smile and reinvigorated confidence on you always felt worth it to him though so he never truly minded it.

Cupping his cheeks, your thumb gently brushes over his warm skin.

“Trust me: by 2004, we’ll be out of here and somewhere in fancy Raccoon City’s suburbia. You won’t have to wake up at 2AM just to catch the bus on time and clock in at 5AM, you can sleep in now.”

Dabbing away the tears that have welled up in his eyes, he chuckles and nods. The motion ruffles his hair against the cotton case of his pillows.

“Of course,” he agrees. Leon pulls you into a hug, attacking your forehead and hair with more kisses. “The year 2000 is going to be our year. Everything’s going to be alright, we won’t be left behind.”

The late night ramble continues to unfold. At one point, you and Leon talk about the color of your hypothetical nursery’s wall and how much paint will cost by then. Leon talks about all the academic programs and awards his future kids will win and how they’ll be scientists that’ll discover something new about time and space.

“Unless they don’t want to be scientists,” he swiftly adds. “No pressure! Regardless of what they want to do with their lives, I’ll be here proudly supporting them.”

In the midst of talking about barbecues and wearing the New Balance sneakers that all dads seem to be spotted wearing once he’s hit 45 years old, he hears a soft snore coming from the crook of his neck.

“Out like a light,” he mumbles with a fond lilt to his voice.

He adjusts himself as carefully as possible before bringing the duvet over both of your bodies, raising it to cover up until your shoulders. A yawn escapes his slightly parched lips and he knows that’s his cue to join you in sleep. He shuts his eyes and wills himself to sleep, drowsily ignoring the uncharacteristic uncertainty that brews in the depths of his mind regarding a specific assignment that’s soon to come on the 30th of September.

a/n - this fic is basically a spontaneous idea without a defined plot unlike my other fics but i guess it's nice to try something new every once in a while :) school's starting up in a few weeks and i still haven't fixed my sleeping schedule or slept at a reasonable time, i've been conking out at 5AM these past few weeks lmao [-- > will regret it for the next 9 months]. it's currently 6AM and i need to conk out now erm anyway, thank you so much for reading, i hope you guys liked it and had a great time :333

[leonw4nter]

I’m so sorry for disappearing on you guys!! 😭😭 I’m actually sick again (lmao) and also occupied on some work that’ll span until early August. Once I get better, I’ll do my best to breathe some life into both my accounts by posting some fics!!

[mycloudhandsalmond]

She's such a ✨diva✨

[bunnivievve]

Fighting art block (2) 🐋

[leonw4nter]

Okay I promise to post something comprehensive soon… but oh my god I can’t keep this in anymore. Nicholas Hoult was at his most fine state when he played R (and when R was still a zombie). Listen— he was such a dork like his little habit of collecting lnick-knacks, his dialogue, and just his vibes were overall so dorky (and totally my type). He also kind of reminded me of Leon so I often like switched out R and Julie for me and him (😞✌️) so that probably adds to why I love the movie. I have plans of making a Warm Bodies AU but at the same time I’m not too sure how to go about it so idk drop ideas in my inbox and I’ll look into it ehe :33 or yk if you have plans to write one please tag me!!!!!!!! I’m begging you guys :’3 ALSO PEEP THIS EDIT OF R OMG

and not to mention, unnaturally striking blue eyes and pale-almost-gray skin had no business looking so good on Nicholas holy shit ndjdkwks

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rattling the bars of my cage for that warm bodies au HELLO?? will be rotating that in my brain for the rest of the night thank u for ur service 😔🫶

Glad to be of service 🫡✨

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HI HI!! Sorry I kinda uh. Might've spammed all your zombie Leon art LMFAOO you're art is so beautiful I'm sorry just WARM BODIES AU?? HOLY FUCK!! I hope you don't mind, can you maybe elaborate more?? If you'd like to ofc! I just love that movie and omfg you're brilliant for combining, can you tell some more about the Warm Bodies AU??

HELLLO!!! OMG IT'S OKAY LOVE TO HAVE SOMEONE WHO FW THIS AU🥹💕 And I would love to share some tid bits of what the AU has as of now 🫶🏻 I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE CUZ I MIGHT YAP A LOT AHEAD ABOUT THIS AU BELOW LMAO

-To start with so instead of the government bombing Racoon City into dust, they just fully quarantined the city, building walls around to hide it from the outside monitoring it with the help of umbrella.

- Zombie!Leon doesn't really remember anything or how he even turned into one but that his name starts with L so he's referred now by "L" by his human. Though he has a prominent bite mark on his right side of the neck making that side more blood stained and stuff.

- Zombie!Leon considers Zombie!Marvin his closest friend and decided to address him as "M"

- He met his human on one of him and his fellow police zombie friends' hunt in the city, specifically within the Racoon City hospital. Like in the movie it was also love at first sight for our precious rookie zombie when he saw his human💕

- His human was there cuz they were tagging along with their boyfriend who's working under umbrella and was with a small team assigned to scavange and collect some things and stuff within the now abandoned and zombie infested hospital.

- And yes, he ate his human's now ex boyfriend's brain and pocketed some more for later😭 so like in the movies he also gained memories of the said dead ex boyfriend of his human by now.

- Zombie!Leon then again decided it upon himself to protect and drag his human back to the rpd station where he reside, keeping his human there on one of the safe room.

- He acts like a puppy following his human around most of the time and not leaving their side as well as their guard dog.

- He can speak a bit, mostly just words that help his point be said across. He's not able to form full perfect sentences. He just grunts and huff most of the time when communicating, his human often relies on his body language to understand him.

- Despite being a zombie himself he acts differently compared to his fellow zombies, he's very considerate and gentle, especially towards his human.

- In terms of appearances, unlike the standard zombies that are rotting, I took the liberty to just stick with something like the zombies in the movie as well~

-For this AU, the equivalent of boneys in the movie are the lickers on this one >:D

That's what I can share for now about this AU, pls stay tuned for the future stuff i have for this one, thank youuu (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

[leonw4nter]

someone please make a warm bodies fic with leon 🥹 it's literally so perfect hahaha and also "zombieboy" by lady gaga is totally his song