Bunny [NSFW Dark Leon Kennedy Free-Write]: Entry 1 - How Long Can You Hold Your Breath?
(WARNING: NSFW. MINORS DNI. CONTAINS: DADDY KINK, BLOWJOB, DEEPTHROATING, BONDAGE, NONCON/DUBCON, VIRGINITY)
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Bunny [NSFW Dark Leon Kennedy Free-Write]: Entry 1 - How Long Can You Hold Your Breath?
(WARNING: NSFW. MINORS DNI. CONTAINS: DADDY KINK, BLOWJOB, DEEPTHROATING, BONDAGE, NONCON/DUBCON, VIRGINITY)
Inspired by this old vine meme (if ykyk)
Yandere! Leon S. Kennedy (re4)
Now, now⊠I think this version was more likely LESS-talk MORE-stare/action
Maybe a bit more needy, always by your side. (I MEAN ALWAYS LIKE 24/7)
If we follow the gameâs storyline, Leon had to go on a mission, right? I thought he had to take you to be with him FOR SURE. (heâs a lover boi) No matter how dangerous the mission was, he wouldnât let you go. Even though the higher-ups ordered you not to go, he still wouldnât accept it. He believed he could protect you 100%. It was better for him to have you with him than being alone
(needy, what can i say *sigh*)
Ps. Pardon my chibi style, I rarely drew chibi ;-;
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đnot gonna lie I could totally see him sitting in front of the bathroom door like a lost puppy waiting for his darling
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We all love clingy puppy Leon
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Had to use this pic. It's just.. well, you know ;)
I just had this shower thought:
RE4 Yandere Leon Kennedy with a completely uninterested/unamused darling.
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I like to believe Leon is very much aware of his good looks and charms.
His big beefy arms and those steely blue eyes - by this time, he's definitely grown a little more confident or at least is more open and less awkward than when he was a rookie puppy officer.
So when he meets the love of his dreams, he tries all the cards: one liners, teasing, pick-up lines here and there.
But no matter what, you don't seem to bat an eye.
Well.. this is a surprise�
Okay.. - maybe he needs to be more forward..?
Having trouble reaching something? He's there right behind ya (as in right up your ass).
Injured? He'll carry you bridal style.
Gonna fall? It's alright, he's there to catch you with open arms!
And what does he get out of it? A dreamy look in your eye? Your flushed face? Your arms around his neck? A kiss, perhaps?
You quickly placed yourself down and continued walking, thanking him without so much as a glance.
âŠ
He's gonna go insaneâŠ
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Bonus:
Leon: *his back to his darling as they search through a dungeon*
Darling: *gasps* holy moly!
Leon: *perks up* heh.. what? You find something you like?
Darling: yes! *Walks to Leon*
Leon: *surprised but smirks and is about to make a comment only to get pushed aside*
Darling: *picks up an axe* we can use this to break the chains!
Leon:
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Thank you @duminki-dominikano for motivating to (sort-a) continue this and for everyone who liked the fake husband AU, I love and appreciate the support, it really motivates me to start writing more!
I won't make it a full-on series, at least, not yet, so they'll just be a bunch of free-writes based on what I imagined. I hope you enjoy!
(WARNING: Contains fluff, a bit of angst, mental breakdown, and pills.) Also, this takes place just after resident evil 2 and 3.
Your memories were nothing but a hazy, jumbled blur of imagesâŠ
Your head throbbed every time you tried to remember, your world spinning as you attempted to recall your past.
It frustrates you every time..
"Babe, don't be too hard on yourself." Leon sat beside you, rubbing a hand on your back as you held your head in your hands. You shook your head. "It's just.. I swear.. It's coming back to meâŠ"
It was also heartbreaking, every time you failed.
You felt like your brain was gonna break out of your skull. You moaned in pain, the throbbing so painful, you wanna cry. Leon couldn't bear it any longer. "That's it." He gently guided you to sit back up. "You're overexerting yourself. I'm gonna get your pills." You huffed, pouting at the former officer. Leon's heart fluttered at your cute expression. He playfully rolled his eyes, then leaned in. "Give me that face all you want," he kissed your cheek, "you look cute like that anyway," he whispered. Your face flushed up as Leon walked to the door. "Besides," he began, stopping at the doorway, a casual smile on his face, "what kind of husband would I be?" He asked, before closing the door.
Husband.
From what you were able to gather, you woke up in a tent, an IV strapped to your arm, your heartbeat beeping on the monitor. You can hear the muffled voices of people outside with the pattering of footsteps as they run to and fro.
Beside you was Leon who, upon seeing you awake, nearly cried. "Thank god! You're awake!" He cried out. He sobbed into your hand as he held it tightly. "I.. I thought I lost you!" He managed to sniffle out.
The memory would've been.. endearing; comforting almostâŠ
If it wasn't for the fact you didn't remember a thing.
The total horror on his face.. - that you couldn't forgetâŠ
After a few talks with the doctors, they concluded you may have some form of amnesia. "I would assume dissociative amnesia." The doctor said, "The stress and shock of the outbreak must've been too much for her brain to handle, and with the trauma to her head, it was enough for her mind to shut down." The doctor explained.
Leon was devastated.
He tried so hard to protect you, to keep you safe, to keep you right at his side - but he failed.
Failed to keep you safe, failed to protect you, failed being your savior-
Failurefailurefailurefailurefailurefailurefailurefailure-
"Are you two together?"
The question snaps Leon out of his grief-stricken daze. He glances between you, then the doctor. "Yeah.. she's.." there's a long pause as he looks at you.
Technically, you two were total strangers, but my god, he wanted you to be something more, he knows you're something more, you are something more.
It was then that he realized something.
You have absolutely no memory of what happened at Racoon City, including your time with him.
Although it hurts, this could be his chance to actually have his chance with you, for you to finally be his, for him to protect and give you all the love he has for you, for you two to be together!
Leon's eyes lit up. "She's.. she's my wife." He turns to the doctor, mustering a smile. "We recently got married."
The doctor gave Leon a sympathetic smile. "Well, Mr. Kennedy, it's best to take it one step at a time. Understand, it's a lot for her to take in, so you should be patient."
"Oh, don't worry." He looks back at you. "I would wait for years if I have to."
The door opens.
Leon comes in holding your pills in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. "Bon appetit!" You playfully scoffed at his little joke, taking the pill and water from him. You pop it in your mouth, taking a swig from the water and swallow it whole with a sigh. "Thanks." You said, handing the water back. Leon chuckles and sets it down on the nightstand before climbing into bed with you.
You two sat in each other's embrace, your head resting on your husband's chest, his arm around you as he pecked your head. You both admired the view from your window, two birds on a tree branch, preening each other affectionately. A bittersweet feeling washes over you watching the two creatures. "Did we.. did we ever had a moment like that?" You asked your husband, gesturing to the birds on the branch. "Did I love you the same way those birds love each other?" Leon smiles, his head laying over yours. "Yes, sweetheart," he said, "you always did.."
âWhat you see me is death. But love comes somehow. â
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âIâm not staying with them. Iâm staying with Umbrella. You are my family.â
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(Inspired by the song, Cupid by Fifty-fifty)
I imagine a darling who actually wants to have a family, to be the housewife of the man of her dreams or come home to a househusband with many kids running about with a few pets.
A darling who dreams of living the domestic life!
But with a catch:
You worked at a job you don't like.
You came home tired and completely exhausted, everyday.
And to an empty apartment with only your pet around.
You hadn't found the right person yet or maybe you've never been in any relationship.
You would be lying if you said that the envy of seeing so many happy couples walking around arms interlocked, the many sappy romance movies you've seen where the couples lived happily ever after in a home with a family of their own, the shining rings on their finger, wasn't slowly eating you away.
You sighed.
How you would love to take their places.
You would love to have a partner to come home to.
You would love to live in a modest house with bright green grass and a bunch of potted plants for you to tend to.
You would love to have a family of your own, to sit back and smile as you watch your rowdy little ones play amongst themselves.
You wanted this life, fantasized about it, dreamed of it.
But you didn't want this...
You didn't want to be home all the time.
You didn't want to be in your room all day.
You grew bored of flipping through the TV channels.
You grew tired of staring out the window, admiring the bright green grass you always daydreamed about, tired of seeing the many people pass by, especially the couples with their sickly sweet smiles.
You missed staring out the window.
You missed the breeze against your skin.
The sun on your face.
You missed the white noise of the TV.
You don't like the cuffs digging into your wrists.
You don't like hearing his footsteps nearing the door.
You don't like the feeling of his eyes boring into you with that horrible smile on his face every time he sees you.
You don't like how he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into him.
His cologne assaulting your nose made you want to hurl.
You don't like how he locks all the doors, all the pantries, all the cabinets.
You hate how he runs his hands all over your body.
Hate how he coos and whispers words meant to comfort you, to soothe you-
When all they do is scare you.
You didn't want this...
You wanted to be swept off your feet.
You wanted to be courted and charmed like in all those sappy romance movies.
You wanted to fall in love, then get married and live the rest of your life like a happily ever after.
You didn't want to be swept away from your own home.
You didn't want to be caged inside like an unruly animal.
You didn't want to be treated like a small child who didn't know any better.
You didn't want this...
You wanted to live happily ever after like in all those sappy romance movies.
"I..." Your voice trails off.
It wasn't any louder than a whisper, but it was enough for Leon to hear, who paused midway into unbuckling his pants, staring down at you with that horrible smile and swirling blue-gray eyes.
You felt a lump stuck in your throat, your eyes growing blurry as you struggled to keep yourself together.
You gripped the sheets.
"I didn't want this."
in honor of your bio i think it would be fitting to write a blurb about riding leon đ§ââïž
i hope you enjoy!!!!! he makes me crazy⊠re2 leon is in mind lolllll he has a mouth on him! vv cute ><
the sounds of skin slapping together could be heard throughout the apartment as leon panted against the lobe of your ear, breath hot as it fanned into your neck. he had a firm grip on your hip, offering stability and the other had a complete handful of your ass, guiding you to somehow fuck onto him harder. âhmm baby.. fuck me, just like that.. fucking ⊠ride my cock..â he choked between sharp breaths, his adamâs apple bobbing underneath the tender flesh of his throat as he cranked his neck back into the couchâs cushion.
he went all cross eyed on you for a brief moment before coming back to earth. your hands were trembling as you pressed them onto his bare chest that was sheen with sweat to steady yourself, eagerly bouncing atop him as he bucked up into you with perfect momentum. he whined, clammy hands finding the small of your back, gently pushing you to crash onto his chest as he took your hips into his hands, opting to assist you.
âthis.. fuckinâ pussy, baby.. haa.. excuse my vulgarity but.. fuck..â he cursed, rutting up into you as you dug your nails into his back. he forced your hips up before slamming them down, flushed against his own, spearing you back down onto his dick. âas soon.. as i walked into that door i wanted to be inside you, baby.. thank you..â he spoke up, tone laced with desperation as if he wasnât the one jouncing your hips back onto his. he chuckled as your pussy grew messy, a white ring forming around the base of his cock as you mewled out meekly, tongue lulling out of your mouth.
âstay with me, pretty.. at least till i fucking fill this pussy..â he said dryly, continuing his ministrations. âmhm.. hmm, feel mâup, lee.. wanâ it..â you hollered dumbly, your cunt practically vise around his cock as he abused that same spongy spot inside you that made your eyes fog up, opaque with sheer ecstasy. he nodded profusely, hair sticking to his forehead messily as he felt himself nearing the homestretch. ânoisy..â he muttered, alluding to your sloppy little pussy as it struggled to stretch around him despite taking each inch with fever. ââs cute.. so so cute baby, fuck!â he heaved as he came deep inside you while you were stuck there with the sensation of it flooding out of you.
you panted, burying your face into the crook of his neck, assessing to your senses. leonâs chest rose and fell madly beneath you as he kept a firm hold on your waist. he stroked your hair, tucking it behind your ear before offering you a crooked smile. âthere she is.. howâs my girl? you alright? didnât expect to execute it that way,â he took a moment to catch his breath before continuing, ânot that iâm complaining.â he sat there admiring his work, his work being your completely dazed expression. he pressed a feeble kiss to your forehead, hugging you close.
âsuch a good girl fâme.. can you give me another, mm?â he cooed softly into your ear, oh leon, how needy he could be at times.
Resident Evil my beloved. Leon!!
Leon Kennedy stuff
A (sort of) continuation of this post I made for Ethan
he found two random lost puppies and doesnât want to let go. ashley finds them cute too đ±
ipad sketches while I was waiting for the results of my exams
Ashley at the bathroom(wtf) + ashley and leon and luis together
ashley's eureka moment
Read @lipglossanon's corrupt cop Leon and it makes me wanna do yandere bully Leon headcanons. But I don't know how without making it too OOC.
Yandere RE: Fake Husband Leon Kennedy Pt. 2
[WARNING: Angst, use of drugs for 'memories' sakes, mental breakdown ect. (If there is anything that might've triggered that I didn't put in, please let me know)]
RE4 Leon would be about the same even if you guys didn't meet before with a few differences:
More than likely, he would've done it after he's saved you and Ashley, possibly when you are either knocked out cold or they drugged you.
It would also be a little bit harder to fake, given the lack of pictures and, most importantly, a ring, but he could just make up a story that you two lost all that when the outbreak happened in Racoon City.
Now if you two did meet before, then continuing from the RE2 Leon:
Life would've gone on fairly normal for you guys, nothing too out of the ordinary.
You never got all your memories back, only a few hazy ones and some horrible nightmares that often jerk you awake in a cold sweat.
Leon, like he promised, was with you the entire way.
Taking care of you, comforting you, making sure you take your pills.
Everything was fine.
Until it was notâŠ
Those memories have to resurfaced eventually, and there are two ways I can think that would happen:
â Leon has to fly out to Spain for a mission (he doesn't talk about what he does specifically, he doesn't want your pretty little head to worry about him) and leaves you all alone. Then, for the first time ever since you lost your memories, you forgot to take your pills and slowly, day by day, you started to regain your memories.
OR
â You get kidnapped and throughout the rest of your torturous time being held captive by this crazed village cult, trying to keep the president's daughter safe, your memories slowly come back.
Whichever happens, by the time you meet Leon, you are going through a major existential crisis and you're pissed!
"You piece of shit!" You yell.
Leon dodges the chair thrown at him like it was nothing, stunned and confused at your sudden outburst.
"Hon, what's wrong? Are you alright..? It's me! Leon-!"
"I know who you are!" You cut in, grabbing another chair. "And I know we aren't married - we never were!" You shouted, puncturing your words by launching the chair at him.
Leon caught it with ease, letting out a sigh, a deep scowl on his face - the jig is up.. and at the worst moment tooâŠ
"Sweetheart.. can we talk about it-"
"Oh! And these!" You ripped the cabinets open, grabbing one of the many pills stored away for the sake of 'helping' with your memory. You turned around, gripping the bottle as you glared harshly at your so-called husband. "These don't help with my memory.. - they prevent me from remembering." You slammed the pills down, hard enough for the cap to pop off and for all the contents to spill out. "Every. Single. One - all bullshit!" You threw all the pill bottles out one by one, your rage bubbling up and overflowing until you opted to just clear them out the cabinet.
At this point, Leon had enough and he grabs you from behind, ripping you away from the cabinet. "Babe.. let's.. talk.. about this!" He grunted. "No! Don't touch me! Let.. go!" You struggled against his strength, trying to squeeze out from under his arms but Leon only tightened his hold.
The more you struggled, the harder Leon kept his grasp. Eventually, the frustration and anger of having been lied to your whole life builds up in your eyes, your struggles growing weaker and weaker until you both fall to the floor against the wall. Leon comforted you, assuring you that 'everything is gonna be fine,' that 'he'll help you through this.' But you saw right through the act. "You're a liar.." you sobbed, your struggling going cold, now just crying as you let your captor hold you. "You lied about everything.. you used me.." You whimpered. "You're a monster..."
Leon's breath hitches.
Out of everything you've said so far, this one punctured the hardest.
It was his turn to cry; the tears bubbled up in his tired baby blue eyes, a knot forming in his throat.
He clutched you closer to him, trying to push down the tightness threatening to break out of his chest. "I'm sorryâŠ" was all he could say. "I.. I had to.. I couldn't let you go.." you sobbed harder as he hid his face in your neck.
"You're all I haveâŠ."
I keep seeing fic with words censored in the body of the fic like so: c*nt, f*gg*t, q-slur (seriously, come on), r*pe, *nc*st. I even saw a fic where someone was described as âsitting next to his unalived bodyâ which was so absurd it made me laugh.
Iâve seen this trend in tags as well, which would be ACTIVELY FUCKING DANGEROUS if AO3 tag wranglers werenât literal, actual angels who make sure that ârapeâ and âr*peâ (and all such transpositions) are treated like the same tag.
AO3 isnât TikTok. Tag accurately and completely for your fic themes so people can search AND filter. Use the correct words in your fic content so people who use blacklist extensions can actually benefit from the tools that protect them.
If you donât feel comfortable using a word without censoring it, then donât use that word at all. Maybe consider why youâre even writing something that contains that theme.
Sincerely,
An actual real life rape and incest survivor who has actual fucking PTSD and really doesnât want to have to stop reading fic for my ship because people think a god damn asterisk is going to somehow save people like me from being triggered.
I feel like maybe people newer to fandom donât realize that putting asterisks in words like that is not to avoid triggering someone. Alternate words and alternate spellings are for tricking the algorithm from censoring/blocking your content from distribution (like on tiktok, not showing your video to anyone if you use the word âdeadâ, so you use the word âunaliveâ).
Tumblr and AO3 both donât have that issue - your posts will still be seen if you use the full version of those words. And, as OP stated above, people rely on you using those words so that their blacklisted words/phrases work and they can actually avoid the things that trigger them.
The internet is vast and ever-changing and rules vary from site to site - this is good information for newer AO3/tumblr users!