#d4ngerous

[plagasinfected]

[ @d4ngerous asked: ❝  i only want you.  ❞ (Leon) ]

Krauser paused. His hues looking towards him in question. He always had a prolonged respect for Leon. Even when fighting constantly and tarring at each others throats since the island. Since all of Spain. But he couldn't help but smile. His smile not dark. Not evil or violent.

It was soft. Hearing those words opened up something in the stoic man that made him feel happy..genuinely happy he heard him say that..he never had the guts to say it himself. So hearing that from his Comrade. He spoke up.

"I want the same of you..Leon." voice low and soft. Almost lowering his ground. Lowering himself to actually act like a person. Finally. Instead of hiding behind himself. Operation Javier. The times he spent hunting him down..

"I love you.."

[traumamade]

@d4ngerous sent " You better hope we don't run into any butterflies, rookie. " Said with a snort as the Major brushes by Leon, letting his shoulder knock against Leon's. There's an all too well knowing smirk set upon Jack's face.

A huff escapes parted lips at the relentless teasing. He'll never live that down, will he? Sue him for enjoying the sight of a butterfly, of a rare beautiful thing that they rarely get to see in their kind of job.

"That was one time, Major." Leon huffs at him once more before he's quickly moving to catch up with Jack. "I'm not going to be distracted by a butterfly. Can we please let this go already?"

[crimsonspy]

@d4ngerous asked: ❛ i shouldn’t allow myself to get this close to you. ❜

THE CORNER OF LIPS TURNED UPRIGHT IN A SMIRK. not so delicate fingers placed her weapon down once making sure the building they were in was now well secured with no prior threat. of course, there were still some noises outside the house, the ganados were hungry for more blood after all. the broken window they were in front of and trying to avoid was certainly no help to either of them.

" you know, you're not the first man to tell me this... " the smirk remains plastered on the spy's face, finally allowing herself to inhale. luis was close to her, she could feel the heat radiating off his body from the battle they just did and the circumstances of this moment. " and when that happens more tend to regret not letting it happen... the excitement of it all, you know? " her hand pats his cheek gently, before sliding to the nape of his neck, fingers tangling in his dark hair for a moment pretending to use him for leverage of getting her heel out of a ganado's head. " so sorry about that. " missions were important, but ada was certainly a selfish woman at the end of the day.

[seeksbrother]

YOUR MOUTH IS POISON, YOUR MOUTH IS WINE YOU THINK YOUR DREAMS ARE THE SAME AS MINE

claire redfield & ada wong as loved by heather and caz

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

🎲 (from rookie Leon)

[Leon no you don't deserve this.

37. A kiss to the back of the neck

"Fuck, I don't think it's coming out."

A jolt of pain travels sharply up the side of his head, fanning itself over one ear and towards his temple. Who knows what had caused the knot to get that bad - maybe the frequent catnaps at his desk or just the usual stress.

He can hear the rookie behind him, chatting about something though Wesker doesn't even feign trying to follow the thread. He leans forward, grimacing as he runs his fingers across the tender spot just at his nap.

If he had not been desperate, then he wouldn't have asked. Shifting upright in his chair he gestures to the problem area. "See if you can work the knot out, Just give it a press."

Closing his eyes, Wesker tunes into the gentle shuffle of boots inching their way up behind him, and then a warm and alarmingly too soft feeling that caresses his bare skin. Was he-?

"Press Leon. I said press!"

[idolkills]

" Excuse me ? " Albert's eyes narrow as he's whipped around to face Jiwoon. " What did you just call me ? "

@d4ngerous

                there's a light cough from jiwoon, being quick to now avoid making eye contact with the other as he turned around himself.    ❝ that's an excellent question. ❞    he could avoid it.    he could.    but where's the fun in that, actually ?    there's a pause before he turned around to face wesker with a rather twitching smile on his lips.    ❝ i called you daddy. ❞    the idol waved a farewell before turning back around to leave.    nope, he's not going to elaborate nor address it any further.

[alphateamcaptain]

@d4ngerous | continued

❝ On the contrary , I do believe there is importance in crossing paths . I am sure you have heard of fate before . ❞

So this was him , the one his agent , HIS EYES , kept assuring was no problem to them . Despite his mess , despite the carnage licking at his boots . Working in the shadows could only be ever so beneficial , a dark figure in the corners of eyes and EVER GROWING BIGGER up the walls , over the heads of the many . ❝ The only problem I can see is losing something of the utmost importance from the path you are taking . ❞

There was seemingly something everyone wanted in this village , these small towns that held onto their secrets with a grip of death one could only find in caskets , and not many were left sleeping . Did Leon believe in FATE , has it come to light that this has to be more than just luck ?

❝ Where exactly were you heading next ? The something and someone I was searching for might just bump into you . ❞

Much like everything else had , perhaps it very much was a FATE .

[finalslay]

@d4ngerous sent : a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body . jiwoon with felix

it  had  taken  time.  a  lot  of  coaxing,  a  lot  of  seduction  (  and  a  few  knives  to  his  back  along  the  way  ),  before  felix  had  ended  up  in  the  idol's  bed.  still  though,  after  so  long,  how  was  he  to  refuse?  jiwoon  is  persistent  ;  he'd  eventually  won  the  architect  over,  and  even  though  felix  is  aware  of  the  fact  that  this  favor  could  be  lost  at  the  drop  of  a  hat,  it  hasn’t  stopped  him  from  indulging  in  it.  best  to  take  advantage  while  he  has  it.  and  now,  here  he  is,  in  the  trickster’s  realm  —  ji-woon  says  that  no  other  survivor’s  ever  been  lucky  enough  to  be  here.  maybe  it’s  foolish,  but  felix  believes  him.  just  a  little  bit.  what  reason  does  he  have  to  lie  about  it?  the idol is more than capable of manipulation, he  knows  it,  but  this  …  this  feels  different  somehow.

the  architect  lays  on  the  idol’s  bed,  a  soft  gasp  escaping  his  lips  as  the  other  man  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  upon  his  skin.  he’s  taken  him  once  already  during  this  particular  time  together  —  but  as  ji-woon  works  his  way  along  his  body,  soft  lips  pressing  kisses  across  his  chest  and  working  his  way  down  to  his  stomach,  felix  knows  once  is  not  enough  to  satisfy  the  man  above  him.  when  has  once  ever  been  enough  for  the  trickster?  the  thought  makes  felix  twitch,  makes  him  almost  ache  for  it.  

god,  what  would  the  others  say  if  they  could  see  him  like  this? desperate and aching for the trickster himself?

hand  rises,  calloused  fingers  tangling  themselves  within  the  idol’s  hair,  and  as  more  kisses  are  placed  upon  his  belly,  each  one  clearly  designed  to  make  felix  squirm,  make  him  needy  and  wanting,  the  quietest  of  whines  escapes  the  survivor’s  lips.    “  don’t  tease,  ”    felix  groans,  tugging  his  hair  slightly  to  get  his  point  across.    “  god,  don’t  tease  …  ”