siren writes

[sirensfall]

【 AO3 ♡ WATTPAD ♡ TIKTOK 】 « 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐍. 30s. she/they. latinx. pansexual. audhd. EST. » just a fangirl getting back in the groove of writing. my main site is ao3, but i'm using this and wp as backup and also as a way to fangirl with readers. (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) i usually just come on here to update chapters, but thank you so much for engaging!

CHAPTER FICS:

For Your Sake ( Leon Kennedy x F!Reader ┆📝 ) »»»»» FYS Taglist

ONE-SHOTS

Thanks is Thanks Enough ( Leon Kennedy x F!Reader ┆ ❤️‍🔥 )

[silvaaart]

good morning

[sirensfall]

me a week and a day after i said the next chapter wouldn’t even take a week:

[kabber]

[dimilethoe]

claire and leon in their solo game remakes…..happy pride bisexuals !!!!!! 🩷💜💙

[sirensfall]

the duality of being insanely attracted to pretty much every character in the re franchise, but also being like "no thanks, i can't write chris or jill smut because they're my parents."

[ap3orus]

Chamomile tea to wind down

[sourdough-seal]

“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

[orbitalmirror]

"how did you get into writing" girl i've been tormented by the visions since i was eight years old

[annaoi]

Leon wanting to have more time with his baby girl. That is all.

[sirensfall]

my fave game and character in the franchise getting a remake i need to take my beta blockers.

[sirensfall]

when i realized i had to dial it down in the tags because once i get started on jake muller i won't shut the fuck up.

[skelesass]

some assorted doodles i did of jake (and piers) a while back

[sirensfall]

hinting at / creating tension around leon’s bullet wound scar in any fanfic scenario that warrants it is actually so important to me.

[halbravd]

you fell first, but he fell harder.

leon kennedy’s heart wasn’t immune to love, after all.

character: leon kennedy (re9),

content: leon kennedy is canonically awkward around women, so here is my take on what it would be like for him to fall in love.

leon was fine with living alone. he was also fine with coming back to an empty home after each mission, not expecting anything — but that was until he met you. it caught him off guard, and he sure wasn’t even ready to fall for someone… not after decades of loneliness. but you were just… you. young, smart, funny — but most importantly, you loved life. and that was something leon found fascinating. it’s the way your mood would instantly brighten because of a sunny day, how you would take a deep breath, a gentle smile spreading on your lips, when you stepped outside in the morning, how you would enjoy the smallest things in life, grateful to be alive. to him, you were the light guiding him through the darkness, leading him to a brighter future.

but because leon’s brain doesn’t know the difference between fighting for his life and flirting with someone… things were a bit tricky for him. far from being a ladies man, he made terrible jokes, hoping some would eventually stick, and because you were someone that could be described as (very) easily amused… you would always laugh at them, anyway. and my god, your laugh… his one and only mission was to hear it again, and again. he’s awkward, doesn’t really get your flirtatious attempts because he’s old, a bit inexperienced in this field and he just can’t believe someone as pure as you would even be interested in him… but god does he try to be good enough for you.

one thing with leon, is that he will remember every single thing you say. your car is doing those weird noises when you drive? the very next day he’s standing there in front of your car, hood open, dirty hands digging in the mechanic. you mentioned your favorite flowers being peonies? soon enough there is a HUGE bouquet of peonies sitting in your arms, almost too big for you. you hate the cold? if he’s inviting you over, he’s setting his thermostat to 22° celcius to make sure his place will be warm enough for you — even if he, himself, prefers lower temperatures. he just wants to know everything about you: your hobbies, your favorite movie, your favorite book, what you like or don’t… and will memorize them all.

confessing to you was… challenging, to say the least. between the fear of being rejected, and the guilt of falling for someone much younger than him, leon felt like it was selfish of him to make a move, when you had your entire life ahead of you. but what he couldn’t see were the gentle glances, your hand pressing his ever so softly, the hope blooming in your eyes the closer the two of you get. so when he finally managed to gather enough courage to tell you about his feelings, it felt like the sun would never stop shining above you. it was clumsy, he would sometimes stutter over his own words because even if he is leon s kennedy the dso agent, he’s also very vulnerable and completely unfamiliar with opening up. but you were patient… as you always were. holding his hands with yours, thumbs gently rubbing the back of them, eyes never leaving his face. you didn’t try to rush him, didn’t cut him half sentence even if he was struggling… you just let him be. showing him you will always listen to him, that talking about his own feelings was more than alright. of course he told you about how he probably wasn’t the best choice, that you most definitely had dozens of men waiting for the smallest opportunities… and that made you laugh. because, again, he couldn’t see how in love you were with him, since the very beginning. his worries all vanished when your lips met his in a gentle kiss… right after telling him you waited for this very day for the longest time.

he’s grateful, too. so grateful to have you by his side — because you taught him how to live. going to the cinema, enjoying a dinner at a local restaurant, cooking a delicious meal, hiking in the mountains… so many things he forbid himself from doing, swallowed by the guilt of surviving when his partners, his friends, fell. more importantly, he now has something to fight for… someone to come back home to. and for the first time in forever, leon felt alive.

[starberrymatcha]

miniskirt diaries | 1, club diary

summary : leon and his growing obsession with miniskirts

tags : re9 leon, fucking against the wall, strangers sex, creampie??, wrap it before you tap it kids, he was in a dilemma too, slight size kink ig, younger reader 24/25 yrs old

notes : welcome to my new short mini series, seeing miniskirts and re9 leon kinda spurred this on so i hope you like it 🫶

credits to the owner of the photos and divider!

the first time leon met you, you were wearing a black tight miniskirt. its the first thing that he noticed under the flashing lights of the club, its like it was calling out to him that he couldnt take off his gaze on it.

before, he couldnt really see the appeal of a mini skirt. its almost like an underwear and he doesnt get why women likes wearing it. yeah, it looks good but just why? if you want to wear a short, just wear one. if you want to wear something close to an underwear, maybe you should go to a beach.

so, yeah he really doesnt get it but he minds his business, its womens fashion so he had no right to judge or whatsoever.

but seeing this person wearing a tight black miniskirt had him reeling and when the owner, you, finally turned around. leon swore his world stopped.

as he aged every year, he realized that nothing could really faze him anymore. everyday, he fights monsters and bioweapons, he's been drowning in guilt, blood and self pity most of the time. after years of it, most things simply stopped affecting him the way they used to but then he saw you.

he saw you standing beneath the flashing lights of the club, looking almost unreal as you moved with the music and the people around you.

your tight miniskirt hugged your body perfectly, drawing his eyes to the smooth length of your legs while you danced so freely, so carelessly, like the world wasn’t heavy on your shoulders at all. you looked content, alive and leon found himself staring longer than he should have.

he knew he wanted you.

when your gaze found his, you also knew that you wanted this devilish handsome man too. he looked like a sin while drinking his alcohol, eyes locked tight on yours. he was looking at you like a predator, ready to take you away and make him his. you gave him a smile, a slow teasing smile before turning around again as your friend twirled you to dance again.

leon felt a burning desire for you all night, he didnt even move in his seat. he was still talking to his coworkers of course but his eyes never really left yours, he kept finding you under the dark flashing lights of the club.

you werent that naive, you knew he was looking at you the whole time. you felt the weight of his stare at every move you take so you became bolder. you danced like nothing worries you, you swayed your hips as if you were seducing him and you actually are.

but all at the same time, you were having fun. this was girls night with your friends so having fun is the priority, seducing an old man was the second.

you kept dancing the night away that the next thing you know you were slammed against the wall in one of the private bathrooms of the club. your front against the cold wall causing you to shiver, your legs are spread but not that far because of the constriction of your miniskirt.

the place was expensive as hell, as it is a high end club in the city. everything is polished by marbles, dim lighting, and spotless mirrors that screamed luxury but the situation right now felt anything but clean.

there's just something so daring and dirty on having a man behind you and his hands are wandering to places that shouldnt be touched by a stranger.

your breath caught up in your throat when the handsome man behind you pressed your body more to the wall and one hand firm against your waist while his body pressed heatedly against yours. the tension between you both was dizzying, his presence was overwhelming in the confined space as the bass from the club outside continued to thrum faintly through the walls.

you gasped when he suddenly slapped the back of your bare thighs before soothing it. the pain was stinging that you cant help but curl your toes on the inside of your heels. youre starting to feel your panties getting damper at every second passes while the man breathes you in as he nosed at your skin.

leon couldnt believe that he finally had you after the teasings and lingering looks all night.

"you want this, hm? youve been swaying these sinful hips all night". leon said as his hands ran all over your thighs before moving on your waist. his fingers almost touched each other when he gripped it or his hands are really just that big. "you dont know how beautiful you look".

one of his hands then went down on your leg again causing goosebumps to raise on your skin. you sucked in a breath when his fingers crept down inside your miniskirt, almost dangerously close now to your wet covered pussy.

"please". you begged as his other hand massages your thigh, his calloused rough hand felt so good on your smooth skin.

"fuck, I shouldnt do this". leon quietly said as he rests his head on your shoulders as his hands never really moved away from your thigh.

he ached to touch you, and his bulge is already resting on your covered ass.

you whimpered and pushed against him causing him to groan. you dont want him to stop, you want him too and you need to feel him.

"sweetheart". he whispered as his fingers accidentally swiped against your wet panties.

you pushed against him again to feel his bulge as a response to his fingers and you gasped when his hand on your hips pushed you close on the wall again. he then moved his head and neared his lips on your ear.

"tell me stop, and I'll stop". he said as his breath hits your skin. he smells like alcohol but his cologne lingered around you causing another wave of wetness to pool on your damp panties.

"touch me". you said and you cried out when his hand completely cupped your mound. his fingers dug on your very wet panties as his ring and middle finger pushed it on your sopping hole.

"youre so wet.... so fucking wet". he groaned as he rubs you through your panties, his fingers are all sticky and gooey now. "all this for an old man like me?".

leon cant help but hump against your mini skirt covered ass when he felt you clenching against his hand and fingers.

"a-all for you". you whined as you tried to move your hips against him but his grip on you was so tight.

"what a good girl you are, sweetheart". he pressed a kiss on your sweaty cheeks and before you knew it, you were already screaming his name while your body moves against the wall and your hands trying stay up on it, to avoid you falling down.

he was hitting it from behind, your lace panties is already long gone and in his jacket pocket, leaving it there while your legs are spread a bit as he pummeled inside you. his cock was so warm and big, it gives a dirty squelch everytime he pulls in and out.

you were moaning and crying simultaneously at how good he feels, he's hitting every spot that you couldnt even reach with your own fingers and his grip on your waist is painfully good. everytime you clench on him, he groans from behind you and one of his hands sneaked under your top to grope one of your boobs.

"a—a-ahh, please. its so g—good". you whimpered loudly when he suddenly gave a particular hard thrust.

"you feel so good, best pussy— shit, thats it, give it to me". leon moaned when you unceremoniously clenched against him when you felt him throb. "fucking mini skirt".

a satisfying feeling bloomed inside you when you heard him cause this really proved that your miniskirt was really the reason. you kept in mind that you should thank your friend later for helping you decide that you should wear the miniskirt tonight.

you whined when you suddenly felt him pull out but stopped when he grabbed your arm to move you and your back hits the wall. you looked at him and you swore you got so lucky tonight cause this man is way too handsome.

he looks like a hot mess with sweat on his forehead that makes his hair stick to it, he was breathing heavily and his lips are pink.

he then grabbed your leg and held it up against his waist before slipping inside you again. you gasped at the sudden flex on your legs and his cock stretching your walls, he moved his hips sloppily as the sound of skin slapping echoed through the bathroom.

you felt your sweat running down on your neck as he held you against the wall while drilling his cock, and hitting that spongy wall inside. you cried when he kept hitting it harshly as if he's trying to build a home inside while your hands came to clutch his broad shoulders.

he didnt want to leave.

"wanted this, didnt you? saw you kept looking at me, sweetheart". he said while a low growl vibrated on his chest as he watched your face contort in pleasure. "you just want some cock tonight".

you nodded as you sobbed when you felt him throb inside you again. you moaned when he finally lifted you up in his arms, a really close to a mating press on the wall.

god, he's so strong.

"i—i-m close". you cried as you hugged his neck as his hips moved a bit more faster and he felt you tightening up.

"cum for me.... cum for me, sweetheart". leon groaned as he pressed you on the wall as he buried his cock deep inside you and spurted his cum through the condom while you came too.

you rests your head against his stubbled cheek as you both rode out your orgasm, you could feel your cum foaming and dripping out on the floor. you body shook as you still felt him shooting his cum inside of you while he just adjusted you in his arms.

leon had this sickening thought and a question if what would you feel if he didnt have the condom on? he knows it must feel so good.

when your breath started to get even, leon pulled you away from the wall to carry you over by the sink to let you sit there. his arms were still around you when your butt hits the sink.

his arms felt so big and warm around that you didnt want to let go of him when he started to pull away.

"you came a lot". you quietly said as you nuzzled against his stubbled cheek.

he responded to you with silence as he felt his cock twitch when you clenched on him again, just for funsies.

"sorry". he said and when you finally pulled your head away to look at him.

leon cant help but think that you really look beautiful.

you gave him a soft smile, as if you just didnt had the roughest fuck of your life.

you then told him your name while your fingers mindlessly tuck some of his hair behind his ear.

"im leon". he said as his hands rubbed on your waist.

"take me home, leon". you whispered against his lips with a clench of your pussy again and you pressed a sweet kiss on this stranger's rough lips.

[pikamusume]

[skelesass]

good morning/sketch