Hi!! Okay so, I've run up over your blog and I LOVE your writing! it's the first time i do this and I was wondering if you could write abt reader complimenting bf Leon out of the blue, literally SIMPING for each of his small features that makes him him and Leon just sitting there, like a cutie patootie while trying to register wtf is going on? Since he is not used to being complimented over small details jskdosjaowpsjjdkjekekowoe I can't I'm losing my mind over this man
Thank you! so much if you take the to type it down otherwise is fine, no pressure :)
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It was another mundane night, dinner was put away, dishes were clean, and now it was time to unwind from the day before you and your boyfriend went to bed to repeat it all the next day.
Laying down on the couch you fell into the doom scroll of TikTok while Leon rubbed your feet that sat in his lap from the other side of the couch while reading the new thriller you got him the other day. Your living room was filled with quiet tiktok audios, the crackle of the fireplace, and the occasional rustle of a turned page.
Your phone screen lit up your face as you giggled at a dog playing with his toys. Giggling a bit more you sat up a little to show Leon the funny animal.
"Baby look," you nudged his shoulder before shoving your phone in his face.
The blue light shone against his features. While his eyes danced across the screen yours were dancing across the small features of his face. Like the freckle that lay beneath his eye, the faint scar that sat above his top lip, the little hump that curved the bridge of his nose, or the two lines that stood on either side of his brows.
Too enamored by your boyfriend, you failed to hear him let out a snort at the video but gave a small response like "yea that is cute." He didn't fail to notice the way you studied him though. Turning his head he looked at you while raising a brow.
"...What are you looking at?" he seemed a bit scared as he tried to not touch his face.
"Did you know that your eyes have the smallest streaks of gray near your pupils, and they get covered when your pupils dilate?" He was dumbfounded.
"See just like that!" You point at his eyes as they dilate due to your words. "Or the way when you blush it starts at the tip of your ears and goes down." He could feel his ears get hot at your words as your fingers lightly danced from his ears down to his cheek bones.
"Wha..." you cut him off before he could question what you were rambling about. "Or the way your lips slightly curve up when you see something you like could be a favorite meal or shirt, and then you lick your lips a bit before you respond with a true smile." Leon was really dumbfounded.
"Oh! I can't forget how you prefer your whiskey, one ice cube, filled up halfway in a square class that has been chilled."
"How did you?" His voice was breathy as it fanned across your face. You didn't realize how close you got. "Well, I pay attention, duh. All of those small things about you are what makes you...you, so of course I'm going to note them and remember them."
Leon doesn't think he has ever felt more loved in his life then he does now. Weird subconscious things he does are things you notice. He never realized how observant you really are until you started to spew about him.
When Leon thinks spew he really means it, you were going on and on. While you rambled your fingers danced across the features you were talking about. A slight touch under his eyes, the tracing of the bridge of his nose, to the faint scar that laid in the palm of his hand, you touched it all. And Leon could do was sit there, drinking it all in. He wasn't really used to the compliments and swoning going on around him.
Noticing how quiet Leon got you finally slowed down. Your warm breath fanned across his face as he turned to look at you.
"What..." you sat back a little as your concerned eyes scanned over his unreadable face.
He only hummed and shook his head slightly, sending his soft locks to shift across his face. "I'm just not used to....this." He waved his hands around a bit.
"What's this?" you mocked his actions with a little more vigor.
"The...compliments. I didn't expect you to notice those small things." He was really dumbfounded at this point.
" Seriously? you don't expect your own partner to notice those things?" Scoff jokingly as you sat back down in your spot and picked up your phone again. "I know for a fact you notice those little things about me too." You said it like it was a fact.
He mouth opened and closed trying to think of something to say back but the only thing he could come up with was the fact that you were right. Hinging his jaw shut he huffed a bit before he got comfortable again and picked up to book.
"That's what I thought." You push his thigh with your foot before going back to doom scrolling.
Chapter summary: Tuesdays for Jean were easy days, he had two classes to go and the rest of the day was his to waste away, until today.
Warnings: Cursing
Notes: This will be a slow-burn type of story,idk how slow it will be. Also if you have any ideas on where to take this next please share them, So enjoy!
Genre: "Enemies" to lovers Jean falling first??
Pairings: Jean x F!Reader
word count: 1,758
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The cold wind scarred Jean's cheeks as the cold air bit at his lungs. The walk to his creative writing class was always the worst. Having to walk across campus from the art building to the English building was always the worst part of his Tuesdays and Thursdays. He had 15 minutes to make it to class, and the cold wind of the departing winter still ran through the air as spring came closer and closer each day, making the walk worse than it needed to be.
The entrance to the building came closer to sight as Jean picked up his pace to run away from the cold air. Opening the door, warm air sucked Jean into the building. He pulled his hood down, shook his hair into place, and rubbed his hands together in the hope of bringing the heat back to them. Quick to make it to class on time he skipped a step or two as he went up the stairs and turned right to go to his lecture hall. Normally, he would never be in this big of a rush to get to class on time but after a few phone calls from his parents about how if he loses his scholarships to dumb habits like that he would be on his own. Normally he would never be this negligent, but ever since June 16th of last year Jean never really seemed to be himself.
Swinging the classroom door open, he was quick to take a seat somewhere in the middle and pull out his sketchbook. The empty page with a few pencil lines stared back at him. Resting his head on his hand he tapped the desk as he desperately searched his brain for some idea for his assignment. His thoughts were scattered as the chair next to him screeched in agony against the floor, the thump of someone sitting in the chair and a sigh followed right after had him looking to see who sat next to him.
His eyes widened a little as his breath hitched. Nothing could have prepared him for the sight next to him. You. Your cheeks were raw from the cold air as your soft lips slightly parted as your panted. Your hair framed your face perfectly as you fixed a few stray pieces. One last shiver ran through your body as you huffed leaning back into your seat to get ready for the next agonizing 95 minutes.
“You could not have been any louder when sitting down.” Jean mumbled to himself more then you.
You scoffed and right as your opened your mouth to give him some snarky remark, the classroom door swung open as the professor scrambled in the room.
“Sorry for my tardiness, I was helping Professor Levi with his technology.” In one big breath she set her stuff down on her desk before she went around and started to set up the lecture. The class snickered before she turned back around and began her lecture.
While she spoke about your next assignment, you mindlessly doodled in the notebook in front of you, trying not to pay any mind to the guy sitting next to you. The constant tapping of his pen on his desk was driving you nuts. There was nothing more you wanted to do than to just tell him off right then and there.
“For this assignment, I don’t just want you guys to right some random fictional piece, at this point you should be good at that. Instead, I want you guys to take parts of your past, good or bad and put it into a story without using yourself or the others involved.” The professor was very animated as she through her hands around trying to explain the assignment.
“Take the storyline or plot and write about it in a creative way with new characters. Be creative, maybe put it in a fantasy world, or turn it into a comic strip instead of novel…” Jean drowned her out, not really interested in what she was talking about.
“...You guy’s will be doing this assignment with the people sitting next to you. Everything you need to do it is on the website. Good luck.” Jean groaned at the idea of having to do partner work.
Pulling out your laptop you sigh. “You’re the type of person that makes these stupid assignments worse then they need to be.” You mumbled as you logged in.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Jean closed his sketchbook and followed your actions.
“Exacatly what is sounds like.” You deadpan as pulled up a google doc.
“Whatever, what are we writing about.” Jean clicked a pen as if he was ready to jot down notes in his notebook. It was very obvious he could careless about what was being written, as long as it got done with a good grade.
“I don’t know. Have you had any interesting events forever changing the trajectory of your life? The more we trauma dump the better the grade.” You mumbled as you traced out random shapes on your laptop.
Your indifference to the words you spoke is what caused you to miss the way Jean’s shoulders tensed up. The way he stopped spinning his pen between his fingers. The way he stared off as his mind ran straight to the one place his mind had been playing on repeat for him for the past year. You didn’t miss the silence though, or the way his pen made a soft thud as it dropped on his notebook and rolled off the desk. Turning your head to face him you noticed the way his lips pressed together to form a straight line, the way his brows furrowed, or the slight twitch of his left eye as he stared off. Clearly, you touched a hard part of his life without realizing it.
Sighing, you bent over in your chair to pick up his pen. Slapping it down softly on his desk your voice pulled him out of his trance. “Here, you dropped this.”
Leaning back in your chair you began to type out some ideas. Jean’s eyes slowly moved to look at the pen you placed on his desk and back up to you. Mumbling a curt thanks. Not really paying him any mind you turned your laptop to face him.
“Here are some ideas what do you think?” Jean merely gazed at the screen before he shrugged his shoulders.
“If I’m being honest, I have more important things to worry about then writing a stupid story.” His cocky words itched you the wrong way.
“How unfortunate, because I rather not do all the work, so pick a topic and we can split the work.” You tried to reason with him, albeit not in the nicest way, but you still tried.
He rolled his eyes as he adjusted himself in his seat, god the desks were so uncomfortable. “The third one I guess.” Jean didn’t even know if there was a third a idea, he just wanted to comprise, split the work, and go his separate way.
You turned your laptop back to yourself as you mumbled. “Heartbreak… interesting.” You began to type away while Jean just spun his pen again.
After a few heartbeats and loud keystrokes from you computer, you turned to Jean. “I have the work split and mapped out, do you have anyway I can contact you?” You did not seem pleased to be basically asking for his number.
Based on his demeanor, the tattoos that peaked from under his hoodie, and his messy mullet you would have guessed him to be some frat fuckboy who probably has more girl numbers in his phone than he can actually remember, but it was worth a shot.
He looked at you with annoyance that made you cringe a bit. Sighing he shuffled in his chair as he pulled his phone out, unlocking it with face ID he handed it to you. You gripped the device in your hand as you pulled it back towards you. Quickly, you filled out your contact information, trying to ignore his shattered screen protector. You send a quick text to your phone before you hand it back to him.
“I’ll text you the details.” You started to pack your things up in your bag before you stood up. “So please do the work, I gave you all the easy shit.” Before Jean could get a word out you were walking off to head back to your apartment.
You didn’t even ask him what his name was.
Something about that rubbed him the wrong way, he was never used that type of behavior from girls. They would fall to their knees and beg just to even get to do partner work with him like this, and yet here you are so standoffish and almost…cold.
The vibration of Jean’s phone in his pocket pulled him out of his conentrated state of rolling a blunt. Quickly licking the paper and sealing it shut he handed it to Connie before he pulled his phone out of his pocket.
[Y/N]: *2 attachments*
Here’s you half of the work.
“What a buzz kill.” He mumbled before he looked at the two pictures you sent. He was appalled to say the least. Everything you gave him did not seem like easy work at all. Annoyed with the work load you just gave him he had to response, as much as he just wanted to leave you on seen.
[Jean]: That does not seem easy at all, why the hell do I have to draw for a writing class?
[Y/N]: It's a creative writing class so idk be creative maybe?
Your quick response had him snort and shake his head.
[Jean]: Wth do I draw then?
His cluelessness made you role your eyes, everything he needed to go off of was literally in the pictures you sent.
[Y/N]: Idk you’re the artist, just use the art of bullshit and figure it out.
[Jean]: Real helpful
[Y/N]: you’re welcome.
Before Jean could give you a snarky remark Connie was pushing on his shoulder. “It’s your turn man.” Connie held out a burning blunt, the same one Jean just rolled.
Jean took it inbetween his fingers and took a long drag as he thought about the what the hell he was supposed to draw. Taking one more hit he passed it on before he looked at the pictures you sent.
Writing prompt/ idea: The art of losing those closest to you.
Maybe he should have paid closer attention to the options that were given to him.
When you lose someone who has wiggled themselves into your heart, that vacant hole can be one of the most painful things to mend back together. You will throw any remedy at it in hopes of finding a way to fill it. No matter how much you throw, and throw, and throw it will only take, and take, and take, making any attempt seem futile. Eventually, you'll run out of things to give and hit the end of your rope. Jean was nearing the end, giving in feeble last-ditch efforts. Throwing parties, drinking to blackouts, and indulging in drugs that numb the pain, but nothing was able to truly dull the constant ache in his chest. Nothing until you came along.
𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝐿𝒾𝓈𝓉:
The Art of Bullshit
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I am going to be committing to a Jean x Reader fic idea that has been living in my head. The story will contain, themes that may be sensitive. Topics include Implications of self-harm etc, mentions of Marco's death, smut, angst, drug use, and alcohol use. If you want to be put on the taglist just let me know! I'm very excited to write this series so please stay tuned.
A/N: Tumblr is LACKING in Toge headcanons and over all fics, so I'm here to help the cause. These headcanons do have NSFW under the cut and will be marked with '✥' so MDNI!!! Dividers are from benkeibear on Tumblr
✦ StreamerToge! is the type to make a whole ass living off of streaming with a schedule and everything. He has his whole gaming room that gives off a minimalist white vibe with posters and figurines everywhere.
✦ StreamerToge! Who keeps his streaming schedule up on a whiteboard somewhere in the house so you see it and know.
✦ StreamerToge! Who begs for snacks when he games.
Toge <3: Please, just some cheese 🤲🏽
You: Seriously cheese?
Toge <3: Mommy?🧎♂️🧎♂️🧎♂️
You: fine.
"Yay, chat I'm getting cheese."
✦ StreamerToge! He finds ways to slip you into the conversation with chat, like he could be mid Val game and he's rambling.
"Yea no, I don't know how I pulled them when my only real defining trait is the grind on Val."
"Like no seriously, they are just with me for the carry."
✦ StreamerToge! Who (if you played games too) would beg for you to join him with his games, even if you don't stream yourself he still enjoys the quality time together.
✦ StreamerToge! If you aren't the type to play games he would for sure put like a small couch, day bed, or chair somewhere just so you can spend time with him while he games. He calls it the Y/N corner because he would keep your favorite blankets, a plushie, and maybe a snack drawer somewhere near your spot.
Scrolling on your phone, you walked towards Toge's gaming room. He's been streaming for a few hours and you thought it was finally time to join him. Opening the room door, his laughs flooded out of the room before you stepped in and closed the door behind you again.
Toge didn't notice you step in and sit down in your little corner till his chat started blowing up.
divinedawgs: RIP to chat
Jennifer4lifers: is that who I think it is⁉⁉⁉⁉
strongerinurmom: still amazes me that bro could pull
3panda: didn't you literally get rejected on your last stream?
strongerinurmom: stfu
sakibara: naw I'm with stronger how did bro pull at 10 while be a 4
Toge turned around to see you sitting down while scrolling on your phone, his smile could light up the whole room as he took his headset off to around in his chair.
"Hey, my love." He pushed his chair towards you leaving his current match behind.
Looking up from your phone you smile as Toge leans down to scatter kisses across your face.
"I love you," he mumbled over your lips before he kissed you.
"I love you too."
divinedawgs: please turn your camera off when you do that shit
strongerinurmom: bro is fr rubbing it in
Jennifer4lifers: jealous fr fr
✦ StreamerToge! Even when you act annoyed to bring him snacks you still interrupt his streams to bring him dinner
✥ StreamerToge! If you get annoyed with his constant streaming and lack of attention you would definitely give him that under-the-desk support to hopefully get him to get off and give you attention.
You supported your boyfriend and his successful career with streaming. What you didn't support was how much of his time he's put into it recently. His excuse? "I need to give the fans good content before the holidays, it helps keep money coming in. I swear once I'm done I'm all yours."
That stupid excuse is what led you to your current situation. Tears ran down your face as the tip of Toge's dick kissed the back of your throat. Looking up past your lashes was a sight that would bring you to your knees if you weren't already there. Toge squeezes his eyes shut as he throws his head back trying not to groan. His bottom lip was caged between his teeth and he opened his eyes to try to focus on the game in front of him. Gagging you pulled your head up, leaving a trail of pre-cum and saliva mixture from your lips to his raging red tip. He let out a big sigh, taking the time to try to compose himself, but what type of girlfriend would you be if you didn't him finish? A cruel one that's for sure.
Despite the palm of his hand trying to push your head back you continued to hollow out your cheeks and bob your head up and down chasing for his release.
✥ StreamerToge! If you streamed with him, or just in general he definitely seems the type to try to convince you to stream with one of those Bluetooth vibrators.
You've never regretted agreeing to one of Toge's idea till now. The shorts you had on were soaked, along with your chair. Your thighs twitched once more as another orgasm ran through your body. Black and white dots danced around your vision and the game in front of you faded in and out of your vision. Before you could slump your body you could hear your friends through your headset.
"Seriously Y/N are you sure you're okay?" opening your eyes they roamed around till they landed on your second monitor where you had the chat pulled up.
Jennifer4lifers: OH NO ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY Y/N?!?!?
sakibara: Girl is going through it rn
strongerinurmom: calling for medical help as we SPEAK
3panda: get help
divinedawgs: bruh
riceballwh0re: poor baby :(((
✥ StreamerToge! He definitely tells his stream that he has to take a fat shit when he is actually running to your guy's shared room to fit in a quickie before his next match.
✥ StreamerToge! Hot and sloppy make-out sessions before each one of his streams, he claims that it gives him the luck he needs to win his games.
A/N: damn it's been a long ass time since I have written in a creative matter, so hopefully you guys enjoyed this. Requests are open but they might take a while to get to so please keep that in mind. I hope you enjoyed the new JJK content I hope to be writing more soon!
So... I'm back after a very long time and with some updates to the blog. First, I would like to say sorry to those who have made requests or have been waiting for some pieces I will try my hardest to get to them. As for the unannounced hiatus, I simply wasn't feeling it or very proud of the work I was putting out, and because of that, I took the biggest step back. During the long period being away from Tumblr as a writer I started to divvy up my interests and fandoms, which isn't new but will be new for the blog. From now on I'll be writing for more than just Resident Evil. Expect to see pieces with JJK. AOT. ACOTAR and more. With that also expect new theme changes. I can't wait to see what the new changes bring and I would like to thank everyone for their kindness and patience.
During the holidays- most specifically Christmas gojo gets a little too excited about the holiday. So when him and megumi had a little fight about christmas tree ornaments.. it didn’t really end well.
“ I don’t want the black and white ornaments” megumi pouts, reaching in the box for the traditional red and green.
“ why not megumi? “ satoru scoffed almost offendedly; fixing his santa hat glaring over at the empty santa hat that was for megumi originally.
Hi!! I really love ur leon fics and i was wondering if you could write a leon x poetic reader fic? Like Reader always writes in her book and leon always wonders what shes always scribbling about so then this one day he caught her writing in her book again and kinda snatches it off her bc hes so curious then finds out that shes been writing poems about leon? AAAHG Please I love poems and Leon so much
Thank you so much💕💕
Authors Note: This was a dream to write, thank you so much for requesting it. When writing this I pictured re2 and re4 Leon and a reader that you watch grow together over time. I would also like to apologize if the formatting is wonky, I didn't write this directly on Tumblr sooo...I hope you enjoy it!
Warnings: Brief mentions of sex, a lil angst
September 13,
i’ve never seen eyes as blue as his.
i would never need a blue sky
If i was with him.
“Leon…” Shaking this beautiful stranger's hand for a heartbeat too long was never your intention but here you are.
Clearing his throat you finally let go letting out a nervous laugh as you step back. His voice was smooth as the words he spoke rolled off his tongue. “I’m really sorry about spilling your coffee. Let me make it up to you.”
You could barely hear him above the heartbeat in your ears as he spoke up again. “How about another coffee? You free Sunday?”
It took you a second to process his words “Uh- yea, yea Sunday works.” Stuttering was not how you wanted to respond.
A faint blush crossed over your face as he smiled back. “Great, Let’s meet down at the cafe at 9?” His statement was more of a question: a confirmation.
“Okay, 9 works great.”
“Great.”
“Great.” Leon chuckled and walked off as you awkwardly waved him goodbye.
Turning back you smacked your head a few times calling yourself stupid. “Great? Who the fuck says that.” Letting out a sigh you walked back to your small apartment.
September 17,
The bitter liquid seemed…
Sweet; with him across from me.
He would soon turn into my coffee.
Sweet, Addictive, caffeine.
He’s like caffeine.
Pure gold.
“So what are you studying?” Leon stirred the second scoop of sugar into his coffee before taking a sip and giving a slight nod in approval.
You made sure to take note of that before answering. “English Lit, with a business minor. What about you?” You ask as you take a sip of your own bittersweet drink.
Placing his mug down he shakes his head a little. “College is not my strong suit, I’m actually in the police academy.” He says with a prideful smile.
September 20,
His smile.
His smile makes me want to fall.
Fall like the shooting stars that scatter.
Down
Down
Down.
Soon to make someones wish come true.
The ding of your phone brought you out of your reality of dragons and war. Sighing you placed your bookmark between the pages to see who texted you. Looking at the notification made you smile.
Leon: I had a great time on Sunday, we should do that again sometime. :)
You: We should, I owe you a coffee now since you paid.
Leon: I can’t let a beautiful girl like you pay for an insanely overpriced latte.
You: Quite the gentlemen you are.
Leon: It’s what I do best.
October 12,
Whoever said falling in love in October was a fever dream was right.
I was falling
And fast.
With my eyes closed tight
Heart firmly grasped I awaited.
Awaited that fall.
Awaited for the loud shatter
Broken bones and dried tears.
Stars scattered the night sky as soft music played through Leon’s Jeep speakers. His arm wrapped around your sent shock waves through your body as he rubbed his thumb back and forth. Your head laid over his beating heart as you guys lay in the back of his car, star gazing.
“That there,” He pointed to a cluster of stars. “Is the Cassiopeia constellations.” Leon’s heartbeat was steady as his voice reverberated through his chest.
“It’s also called the ‘W’ constellation because well, it’s shaped like a ‘W’.” He let out a small laugh before he continued. “She was friends with Aphrodite and was the goddess of Fantasy and of seas. She was a queen, a very confident one at that. She would go on and on about how her daughter Andromeda was more beautiful than the sea nymphs known as Nereids.”
His soft voice eased into your body putting you at ease as he went on. “Poseidon, the Greek God of the sea wasn’t very happy.”
“Aren’t sea nymphs bad though?” Your question caught Leon off guard. He wasn’t expecting you to be listening to his rambles.
“They are vengeful creatures. After Cassiopeia claimed her daughter's beauty was unmatched they felt insulted; hurt. So in return, they became vain creatures.” You hummed in understanding.
“Eventually, they went ravaging her kingdom, soon sending her to the stars.”
October 18,
It was once believed that Zeus,
King of Gods
Had split us, Humans, in half.
Cursing us with a life full of journeys to find our other half.
And I think I just found mine.
Leon’s hand smoothed over your leg as you sat in the back of his Jeep once again. Sitting in the trunk Leon sat at the edge swinging a leg outside of the car while you sat across from him, stretched out. The faint sounds of crickets talking filled the silence.
“Look,” Pointing at the sky you let out a big smile. “A shooting star.” Leon followed where you pointed in awe.
Looking back at him you felt all giddy. “What did you wish for?” Leon slowly brought his attention back to you.
His blue eyes shimmered in the midnight sky, the stars reflections looking right back at you. Letting a boyish smile through a faint blush painted his cheeks.
“You.”
October 28,
Who knew lips as soft as his could send fire to your bones.
With one kiss he melted me.
He had brought those bright stars to me
And made my wish come true
As i fell.
White knuckles gripped the bed sheets above you as hot breath fanned over your face.
“You’re doing so good baby.” His words were soft, cushioning the pain you felt.
Eyes squeezed shut a single tear ran down the side of your face. Trying his best to comfort you Leon opened your hands to hold them through it all, giving it three squeezes.
I love you. Opening you’re eyes you’re met with Leon looking back down at you with a smile. “There you are.”
Leaning down he placed his soft lips against yours, bringing you down from the stars.
May 5th
Nothing hurts more then watching you leave.
Leave the small apartment.
Leave the small city.
Leave the state.
Leave my life.
Leave my touch.
Leave my embrace.
“No Leon!” You threw your hands in the air. “How can I be happy and proud of you when you are leaving.” Tears brimmed your eyes and the world became blurry.
Leon stood up and hugged your for what would seem to be the last time in a long time. Kissing the crown of your head he rubbed your back as he mumbled. “I’ll come back. You know home is with you.”
September 26,
Home was…
Different.
He was different.
Broken, tired, scared, hopeless.
He was
gone.
“Come on Love, you have to eat.” Walking in the dark room, all you could make out was an outline of Leon’s limp body.
He’s been in this depressive hole every since he came back from Raccoon City and survived the incident. There was nothing more that Leon wanted to do then stay in bed with you, holding you. He was tired, so so tired.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed you rubbed his leg through the comforter hoping to bring any sort of relief to the hell he’s lived thorough; even if it was small. You frowned at his lack of response.
All you wanted was Leon back.
December 22,
He wasn’t coming back.
Not his old self at least.
I’m slowly watching him fade away.
Slipping through the cracks.
The only part that keeps him here is the metal wrapped around my finger.
“You’re home?” Quickly you closed your tattered-up leather notebook and stood up.
“Yea…I’m home.” Leon said suspiciously as you walked up to him and hugged him.
Leon hesitianly hugged you back before his voice vibrated between your bodies. “What’s in that notebook? I always see you with it.”
Eyes wide you pull back from the hug. “Nothing of importance.” You laughed nervously.
“Seriously love, it seems important. You keep that thing with you at all times, always writing in it.” He walked over to where you threw the book on the coffee table. “Ever since college.” He leaned down slightly to pick it up.
Rushing over to him you tried to grab the notebook but it was too late.
i HATE doing this but i just received news I'm not going to be getting virtually ANY student finance this year regardless of the fact I'm incredibly low income, part time worker with little to no support from my parents (one of which is estranged, the others partner is terminally ill and disabled). when i go back to uni I'll have to cut my hours at work again.
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Hi!! This is the same anon that requested the after glow fic with RE2! Leon 🙈🙈 Thank you so much for taking my request, it was so fluffy and sweet, I had a blast reading it!
I would love to make another request if possible. This one is SFW with RE4! Leon dealing with reader's wild pregnancy cravings in the middle of the night 🙈🙈 (if you write pregnant reader of course!) Thanks!
Author's Note: I love this idea thank you so much for requesting.
Warnings: fem reader implied, weird food cravings, food, pregnant reader.
Two rough kicks and a loud grumble shook you out of your light sleep. Heavy eyelids fluttered open, it felt like sand was in your eyes. Taking a deep breath in you pushed yourself to sit up against the headboard.
Your stomach growled again as you rubbed your stomach. A slight taste of orange chicken, cream cheese wontons, and pickles lay in the back of your throat. Rolling your head to the side your husband slept peacefully, blissfully unaware of the hell he has coming to him.
Leon's blonde hair covered his eyes and his chest raised up and down with each breath. His pink lips were parted open as soft snores left his mouth. Throwing your arm out you carefully shook Leon's shoulder.
Leon groaned with each shake. Closing his mouth he rolled on his side and opened his eyes. A soft smile reached his face when he saw you. Rubbing his eyes he sat up.
"Are you ok?" His voice was gruff with sleep still apparent.
Pouting a little you shook your head no. Leon frowned as sat closer, rubbing your bludging tummy. "What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry and really want orange chicken from the restaurant down the street."
Leon's brows furrowed a little as a small frown appeared on his face, he knew these next words would put you in tears.
"Honey, they're closed, is there anything else you want?" His hands slowly rubbed your back
"Don't tell me that." Your bottom lip quivered as tears began to gloss over your eyes.
Leon let out a sigh as he hugged you hoping it would help. Nothing was worse than not getting the food you crave so much that it physically hurts.
"Hey don't cry, it'll be okay. We can get you the orange chicken tomorrow," His hand softly rubbed up and down your back as his soft words filled the room next to your quiet sobs. "But for now, is there anything else you would want?"
You didn't think about it before you shook your head no. Leon let out a sigh before he asked again. "You sure? I can go out and get something at the gas station for you?"
Thinking about it again you looked at him and wiped your tears. "ca-can you get that one pickle I love." Leon nodded his head.
"And those small gummies." You pinch your fingers to show Leon how small they are. He laughs a nods his head.
"Of course Love I can." He kisses you a couple of times before he gets up out of bed and throws on some clothes to walk down to the gas station.
I would like to just apologize for being so absent recently, things happened and the mere existence of Tumblr slipped my mind. I'm back now! I will be tackling your requests before classes start up again. I also have this urge to write a series with Leon x Reader so if you guys have any suggestions lmk!
There will be a new story out tonight so look out for that. Thank you, guys, for the support even while I was gone, love you all <3
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