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Imagines blog
I have now made an imagines blog everyone! Go on over to @blackstonesandtrapnest and see if any of the fandoms are to your liking! Don’t be afraid to send requests!
Did You Know…?
Nana, Nobu, Ren, Yasu
C|TW: none,
Yasu keeps a photo of you in his wallet, nothing weird or racy. It’s a picture of you smiling in front of a themed cafe you had visited together. When he’s having lunch away from you he sometimes props the photo up and calls you so it’s like you’re there, enjoying a meal with him. Nobu and Shin thinks it’s sweet but Nana lightheartedly pokes fun at him for being “creepy”.
Claire Redfield in Resident Evil Veronica (2027)
My sexy man
Leon Kennedy - Resident Evil Requiem
She’s an icon, she’s a legend TRULY made in Heaven
ANASTASIA (1997)
May I please request headcanons for Leon Kennedy reacting to seeing his girlfriend who’s an aspiring singer performing for the first time?
Warnings: anxiety, panic attack mention, performance anxiety, some swearing i think, suggestive content (but like blink and you miss it)
WC: 1.7k
A/N: Ok, so this is set in an AU with rookie Leon but like if he didn't have the most fucked up first day of work ever. Also does anyone get rlly bad performance anxiety? I doooo
Leon is your biggest supporter!
He loves coming home to the sound of your voice echoing through the apartment, the gentle tone of your voice soothing him like nothing else.
You actually hear about the open mic night through him, he was grabbing takeout for you on the way back from a particularly rough case when he saw a flyer stuck to a pole.
Upon reading the flyer and seeing the words, "open mic" and an address, he immediately thought of you.
It takes a bit of coaxing, you're not necessarily shy but as it gets closer and closer to the day you signed up to perform on, you find yourself becoming incredibly nervous.
"I don't know Leon, what if I suck and everyone gets up and leaves and they pull me off stage with one of those giant cane thingies?"
"Sweetheart, I don't even think they make those anymore", he says on a laugh, "Even if they did, you've got the voice of an angel, they'd be crazy to take you off stage."
With this conversation happening one week before your performance date, Leon takes your hands in his roughened ones, "How about this, I'll be in the crowd cheering you on. If you feel nervous or anything, you can look at me and just pretend you're singing to me at home."
3000 posts!
Holy Jesus I never imagined I would get this far! 😳
Hiiii! I have never done this before, but I saw your requests open and I had to shoot my shot becuz 😍 I would like to request rookie Leon if that's possible? 🙈 I will give you the freedom to make their relationship whatever you want! But I'd love to read from you an inexperienced, shy, cutie patoot rookie x experienced and confident reader type of smut thing. I can't stop thinking about the blushy adorable guy gaining confidence via becoming a God in the sheets and that confidence rubs off in all other areas of his life and it's all thanks to the reader ooopsie 😊🤍
You're So Gorgeous
(RE2R Leon Kennedy x Female Reader)
Summary: Leon and you spend Friday night together in your shared apartment. What was planned as a cozy evening, soon turns into something spicier once Leon tries to make it up to you for being late.
A/N: Hello 🥰 Thank you for the request! I know it took me a while ehh but I enjoyed the writing process! Since I mostly write RE9 Leon, this was actually such a fun change. It really took me a while to switch from older Leon to young, sweet Leon lmao. He is too innocent and cute, I can’t!! Thank you for giving me this opportunity! I hope I portrayed him accurately. I would love to hear your thoughts on it. Please enjoy! So much Love, Shell xo
Warnings: SMUT, MDNI, FLUFF, oral (male and female receiving), cowgirl position, kinda shy, adorably cute, inexperienced and needy Leon, Reader is a few years older than Leon
PS: Fic title once again inspired by Miss Swift, if you know you know hehe xo
T Swift, Rookie Leon, Shell's writing
What more could I want??????
Tj you're making me BLUSH thank you for reading 🥺🥺🥺♥️♥️ @decadentpaperduck
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leon kennedy re9 x reader fluff
walk all over me
description: leons back is aching, so you help him out in an unconventional way.
fluff, tiny bit suggestive, reader is around same age as leon, 1k words -> leon kennedy masterlist :p
The morning light peaking through the curtains casts a dim red glow behind your closed eyelids.
You stir and subconsciously lean into the coarse hand that brushes gently through hair to tuck the strands away from your face.
You blink your eyes open to see Leon already awake, black and grey strands strewn about as his gentle gaze flits about the room.
His eyes find yours and he smiles. Suddenly, the room looks brighter and the afternoon tasks waiting ahead of you are less daunting.
“Morning,” He rasps, voice is still thick with sleep.
“How’s your back?” You ask quietly, shifting close to smooth a hand over it.
You can just feel the tension there. He’s complained about it a few times, and it’s been hindering the little sleep he gets.
His jaw tightens and he winces just a little when you push into his lower back, “It’s alright.”
You narrow your eyes, “Liar.”
Leon huffs, but doesn’t fight back, opting to nestle his angular nose in the crook of your neck instead.
Even you were both younger, he never admitted when something hurt, especially not after a mission.
You knew it was because he didn’t want you to worry, but the two of you aren’t getting any younger and little things like this build up and take their toll over time.
It’s evident in the way the both of your heads are sprouting strands of silver, a sign for how unkind the years have been to the two of you.
Leon, shipped from one country to another, witnessing the greatest horrors known to man for most of his life. And you, left desperately hoping to never find government officials waiting to give you his a death notification on your doorstep.
But there are little crows feet framing your eyes and Leon’s, smile lines paving their way along both your faces too. They’re a testament to the moments spent in soft laughs and tender smiles.
As you lazily nuzzle against him, you thought back to when you were just a little girl and chuckle softly at a random resurfacing memory.
“What’s so funny?” Leon questions, raising his head from its resting place to eye you playfully, but you can see the little grin he’s holding back.
He always told you he didn’t get your jokes sometimes (you weren’t crazy for his dad jokes either), but your laugh was just so contagious he couldn’t help himself to chuckle too.
“All this talk about your back made me remember that when I was little, my dad used to have me to stand on his back whenever it was hurting.”
Leon considers that for a moment, arching a brow as he mulls it over.
“That doesn’t seem like a bad idea…”
Your eyes widen, “What? No.”
“Come on. I won’t break.”
He rolls onto his stomach with a grunt, the muscles in his broad shoulders rippling as he settles into the mattress.
You sigh, but climb over him anyway, carefully straddling his lower back and resting your hands on his shoulders for balance.
“How about I just give you a regular massage?”
“Not today.”
You scoff, rising to stand on the bed, “If your back gets worse, it’s not my fault.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time.”
You choose to ignore that comment.
Carefully you bring one socked foot to his back, testing the pressure.
Leon exhales, melting just a little more into the mattress as the tension eases under the weight of your heel.
You take that as a sign to bring the other foot down.
You nearly jump out of your skin at the long drawn out groan that leaves Leon’s lips.
You only ever hear that when—wait, now’s not the time to think about that.
“Are you alright?” You ask, trying to maintain your balance.
He brings his hands back to grip your ankles gently and steady you.
“Yeah,” he replies without hesitation, “Keep going.”
You shrug, taking mini steps up and down his body making sure to shift your weight gently.
It was weird, he trained so often his back could be mistaken for a real sidewalk. It also felt just a tad disrespectful, walking all over your husband…but hey, he asked for it.
His hands curl loosely into the sheets, and every so often he lifts one to guide you.
“Right there,” he murmurs.
You experimented a little. He liked the steady pressure on his lower back.
When you lift onto your toes just to tease him, he grunts in protest.
“Not funny,” he mutters.
You laugh and step back into a firmer rhythm until he finally relaxes completely, forehead pressed to the mattress.
After a while, you carefully step off and drop down beside him.
He rolls onto his back and stares at the ceiling for a moment, breathing slower now.
Then he sits up.
You watch him plant his feet on the floor and lift his arms overhead. His back arches and a series of soft clicks and pops follow.
He exhales through his teeth,
“I sound ancient.”
You grin, “Sound like bubble wrap.”
He glances over his shoulder to shoot you a look, but there’s no real malice in it.
Before you can say anything else, he turns and drops back onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight.
He shifts closer, holding himself over you without pressing down.
He hooks his hands behind your knees and gently draws your legs around his waist.
“What are you doing?” you ask, trying not to smile.
“Returning the favor.”
“I don’t think you can prance around on my back Leon.”
He shoots you another look as he peels off one of your socks, then the other, tossing them aside carelessly.
His hands return to your calves as they begin to knead into the muscle.
You sigh before you can stop yourself.
His thumbs press slowly, working upward inch by inch.
When his hands reach your thighs and the hem of your shorts, you narrow your eyes at him.
He pauses, glancing up at you with that little half-smile.
“You might have to walk all over me later.”
The glimmer in his eyes was familiar, made him look all young and doughy again, like he did before raccoon city.
The morning light settles around you both, quiet and red and soft.
a/n: too lazy to make the text smaller for aesthetics lol. I’ll do that later.
also did anyone else’s dad make you walk on their backs 😭?
I’m so happy I made the reader older, like damn some of us wanna be hot and old too for once ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
leons back tho😼 sighhh…
Nothing Even Matters
Summary: Mahogany reflects on her life with her husband Leon over the years as she celebrates her 61st birthday and enjoys her retirement.
Content: Age gap (Mahogany is a decade older than Leon), Fic takes place after RE9, Slight AU where Leon arrives six months before the outbreak, Marriage and children are mentioned
Tagging: @multi-fandom-imagine @bonkers-4-hatter @heyitsdoe @midnightsummerrain @rednnedy @secondaryrealm @leqonsluv3r
My Children Now || Iruko Umino ||
A/n: I had to write that scenario out, I'll write out more of them together but I needed to do this.
Konoha had made one catastrophic mistake was that they let you stay longer than two weeks.
At first the village thought you were harmless.
A slightly spoiled foreign princess who cried during winter, wore silk in inappropriate temperatures, and followed Iruka around like an affectionate tropical bird.
Then you discovered the neglected children and suddenly the village had a problem...a very spoiled and rich problem.
It started with Naruto because of course it would start with one of the loneliest kids.
Iruka should have known something terrible was brewing the moment he walked into Ichiraku and found you glaring at an elderly civilian hard enough to qualify as attempted murder.
Naruto sat beside you happily eating ramen completely oblivious.
“What happened?” Iruka asked cautiously.
You pointed dramatically. “That man called Naruto a demon.”
The civilian paled immediately.
Iruka sighed.
Naruto slurped noodles loudly. “I told her it happens all the time.”
You slowly turned toward Naruto with the expression of someone hearing the worst sentence imaginable. “…What.”
Naruto blinked.
Iruka immediately decided silence was the safest option.
You looked back toward the civilian, towards Naruto then back toward the civilian. "What?!"
The old man visibly sweated.
“You are a child,” you finally said softly to Naruto turning to him again.
Naruto shrugged with practiced carelessness that made something in Iruka’s chest ache.
"You will apologize." Your voice was low, then your wolves appeared. The man did of course, in stutters then soon he was running away in a puff of dust.
And that was it.
That was the exact moment you apparently decided Naruto Uzumaki belonged to you now.
The next morning Naruto was seen being dragged through the market wrapped in expensive furs while you loudly complained he was “too skinny.”
By the end of the week:
Naruto had new clothes, proper meals, an actual bedtime and had somehow acquired two enormous wolves that followed you everywhere and now guarded him like royal protectors.
And worst of all?
Naruto started calling your estate “home.”
Konoha never recovered.
Iruka rubbed his face tiredly as Kakashi casually appeared beside him atop a rooftop overlooking the chaos below.
“Your princess has acquired another one.”
Iruka looked down.
You were currently holding Sasuke Uchiha by the wrist while the poor boy stared at you with visible confusion.
“He needs emotional support,” you declared.
“I do not.”
“You live alone and look haunted.”
Sasuke looked offended.
“You glare like a widow.”
“…What does that even mean?”
Your massive white wolf leaned down and shoved its gigantic head directly into Sasuke’s side.
To everyone’s horror…Sasuke had actually pet it.
Kakashi snorted beside Iruka. “Oh that one’s definitely hers now.”
“It’s spreading,” Iruka muttered.
Because it was.
Sakura had cried one time after Ino insulted her forehead and suddenly you appeared behind her like an avenging spirit.
“That pink-haired child is mine now.” You pulled the girl to your chest.
Sakura cried harder.
Hinata stuttered nervously during a diplomatic dinner and you immediately wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
“This one is anxious. I’m taking her.”
Hiashi Hyuga nearly choked to death.
Neji looked deeply disturbed when you also claimed him fifteen minutes later.
“You glare like Sasuke,” you explained.
“That is not a valid reason.”
“It is to me...."
Gaara was somehow worse.
Nobody even knew how you managed it.
One diplomatic visit to Suna later and suddenly Gaara sat silently beside you while you brushed sand from his hair with heartbreaking gentleness.
Kankuro and Temari watched in absolute disbelief.
“…Did she just domesticate Gaara?” Kankuro whispered.
Gaara, who trusted approximately nobody, quietly held one of your wolves like an emotional support animal.
Temari stared blankly into the distance. “Oh my god.”
Back in Konoha the situation only escalated.
Because now the children followed you everywhere.
Naruto kicked open doors screaming “MOM LOOK.”
Sakura brought you flowers.
Hinata clung shyly to your sleeves.
Neji pretended he did not care while standing suspiciously close to you at all times.
Sasuke lurked nearby like an emotionally constipated cat.
Gaara only tolerated physical contact from you and your wolves.
The village elders were horrified. “You cannot simply collect children!” Homura snapped.
You gasped in offense. “I am not collecting them.”
There was a pause.
Then Naruto raised his hand proudly. “She kinda is.”
You ignored him. "These children require affection.”
“They have families!”
You pointed dramatically at Sasuke. "That one doesn’t.”
Sasuke looked almost touched despite himself.
Homura sputtered. “The Hyuga heirs certainly do!”
Hinata immediately clung tighter to your arm.
Hiashi sat nearby looking one inconvenience away from death.
Neji muttered, “I live here now.”
“You absolutely do not,” Hiashi hissed.
Your second wolf growled lowly.
Hiashi chose silence....wise choice.
"I will not stand by to let children be emotionally neglected and abused...if you wish to intervene..do take it up with my father!"
Tsunade sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose, the woman rather not wanting to deal with a diplomatic incident or go to war. "I need a drink."
Kakashi wandered up beside Iruka again watching the chaos unfold with open amusement. "Aren’t you going to stop her?”
Iruka stared at the two gigantic wolves currently sprawled around your “adopted” children like furry bodyguards from hell.
One lifted its massive head slowly, its yellow eyes locked onto him.
Iruka immediately looked away. “…I’d rather not get my throat torn out.”
“Reasonable.”
Below them Naruto was loudly arguing that he should be the favorite child.
“You are all my favorites,” you declared.
Sasuke crossed his arms. “Obviously I’m the favorite.”
“Excuse me?!” Sakura snapped.
Gaara silently sat beside you already knowing he’d won.
And somehow despite the screaming, the chaos, the wolves, and the diplomatic incidents waiting to happen, Iruka realized something.
They looked happy.
Safe.
Wanted and Loved.
Naruto’s laugh echoed through the street.
Hinata smiled without fear.
Even Sasuke looked less alone.
Iruka sighed tiredly as Kakashi patted his shoulder.
“You’re marrying her, by the way.”
Iruka nearly choked to death. “What?!”
Could I please get reactions/headcanons for Albert, Zeno, Krauser, Leon, Ada, Jill, and Claire, who have a female partner who is a competitive pole dancer? She has the same skill as dancers such as Anastasia Sokolova.
Thank you very much! 🥹🖤
HC Preferences: Resident Evil Boys & Girls x Reader Who Is A Pole Dancer
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⚠️Warning:⚠️
Nothing much, just a few sexual innuendos
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♂️♀️Male & Female Characters:
Leon S. Kennedy
Albert Wesker
Jack Krauser
Zeno Wesker
Jill Valentine
Claire Redfield
Ada Wong
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