It's extremely funny that there have been multiple writers in multiple mediums who've been allowed to write Wolverine from the X-men who clearly had no idea what a wolverine is and assumed it was a fancy word for "wolf", and at no point did any of the literally dozens of other people involved in bringing their writing to life see fit to challenge this assumption.
no, you cannot report the most disgusting and shockingly vile fanfic on ao3. ao3 will not do anything about the fic, because ao3 explicitly allows it to exist on their platform.
being completely and utterly against censorship is the main core principle of ao3.
ao3 was created specifically to host and give a platform to fics that were banned on other platforms.
therefore the most disgusting and shockingly vile fanfic you find is the exact reason why ao3 was created in the first place.
here’s the list of things you need to know about ao3 if you’re new to the platform
─ .✦ write a character who realizes they've been performing happiness for so long that they've forgotten what the real thing feels like
─ .✦ let a character find out the person who raised them was younger, at the time, than the character is now
─ .✦ write two siblings who never fought as kids and are somehow strangers as adults, neither one able to point to when it started
─ .✦ a character finally gets to say the thing they rehearsed for years, and the moment arrives too small for how big it felt in their head
─ .✦ let a character realize their independence was never a strength, just a wound that got good at hiding
─ .✦ write someone who spent their whole life being the exception to the rule, and finally has to be ordinary in front of someone who loves them
─ .✦ a character discovers the version of the story they were told isn't the version that actually happened, and has to decide which one they'll keep believing
─ .✦ let a character give someone else the childhood they never had, and grieve their own while doing it
─ .✦ write a character who finally stops being the peacekeeper, and watches what the group looks like without them holding it together
─ .✦ a character realizes the thing they call loyalty was actually just fear of being alone
─ .✦ let someone find the exact place their life split into "before" and "after," and realize they've been standing in "after" for years without noticing
─ .✦ write a character who was taught survival instead of living, and the first time someone shows them the difference
─ .✦ a character finally says no to something, for the first time in their life, and has to sit with how much it terrifies them
short request for re4 or re6 leon finding out he’s infertile so he becomes obsessed with giving his gf creampies because he knows there’s no problem with it 🤭
a/n; I'd love to write it for re6 leon, but I felt compelled for re4 leon because it sounded easier to explain in my head 😓 ill get re6 leon eventually, I swear !!
sum; leon finding out he's infertile becomes both a blessing and a curse. mostly a blessing. he just can't keep his hands off of you!
content; creampie, unprotected sex, lots of cum, leon says one slightly degrading thing (reader not shutting up kind of thing)
wc; 1.7k
a/n pt2; I restarted this 3 times. something was so off about everything I did, but I really hope this was alright 😭
After finding out that Leon couldn't have kids after being infected in Spain, you swore you haven't had a night to rest where you didn't fall asleep with his cum seeping out of you. He'd found out right after his mission in Spain that he was totally unable to have kids, and because of that, condoms were unnecessary since STDs had never been a concern for you two because you were each other's only sexual partners and you'd ensured you were both clean a long time ago.
It's been three fucking months since the news of his infertility. He tried not to let himself become obsessive, but he really couldn't help it. The thought of you being full of his cum, even when he was unaware of his infertility, had always riled him up. When you were unavailable or unwilling, he'd go and deal with himself, often with the fleshlight that you'd bought him for when he had long, far away missions that weren't as occupying. Every time he used it, he'd picture it was your cunt when he finally came, the cum spilling out around the edges of the squishy toy. He'd groan when his eyes opened back up, disappointment deep in his body as he came back from his fantasy.
Fantasy wasn't needed anymore. He got to fulfill everything he wanted. Sure, he couldn't have his own kid, but he'd settle for adoption if you ever wanted a kid. Or some other solution if you truly wanted to carry your own baby. He didn't care as long as you were happy.
Oh, boy, were you happy. For the last three months, basically every other night or every two days, you were getting absolutely dragged to pound town. Multiple rounds, cum pooling beneath you on the bed that Leon had started to put down thick towels as a barrier for not only your mess but his now that it was an issue, and oh boy, the newfound energy from Leon was insane. It came in handy when you were at the point in your cycle when all you wanted was sex. Ovulation had always driven you crazy, but recently, it was so much better.
Tonight was a prime example. Leon had you thoroughly prepared with his tongue and fingers, having pulled two orgasms from you with just the prep, and then he'd already pulled another with his cock. You were face down, grabbing onto the pillow like your life depended on it, the plush of the pillow muffling your cries and moans as he pounded from behind, holding your hips up since your knees had kept slipping out of place.
He groaned, grip tightening on the fat of your hips as he felt his peak approaching. "Shit—oh, fuck." He hissed, thighs tensing as he leaned forward, one hand coming to support himself by grasping at the blanket, knuckles turning white.
"Fuck, y're always so loud." He panted. "Like a goddamn animal." His words sounded harsh, but in reality, they only fed into your pleasure. You bit into the fabric of the pillow, drool forming a wet spot quickly as one hand reached out and planted firmly against the headboard, nails scratching at the polished wood.
It didn't take much longer for your hips to be jolting away, the pleasure becoming too much as you approached your high. You swore he was going to ruin you soon enough. You wondered if that was his goal. To ruin you beyond comprehension, to keep you nice and addicted to his cock, make sure that anyone after him wouldn't be able to do you the way he could.
Your moans and groans and cries became guttural and desperate, face pushing deeper into the pillow. Leon took his hand from the sheets and grabbed your neck from behind, grabbing firmly to pull your head upward so you couldn't hide. That action alone had you going absolutely dumb.
"Don't hide from me. Nothing I haven't already seen. You act so—" He choked momentarily, thrusts becoming uneven. "so fucking shy and bashful until I've got you fucking impaled on my dick like you were made for it. Can't quiet down. Bet you wouldn't even be able to shut up if we were in public."
"No, fuck! Nooo!" You whined, your hand leaving the pillow to grab at his wrist. "'S t-too good." You whimpered. "God, don't stop," you pleaded shakily, eyes rolling back.
"Yeah," he grunted. "I know it's good. Poor baby, gettin' fucked so good you lose all your shame. What is it you want? Go on, tell me." He pushed, hand grasping tighter at the nape of your neck. You cried out.
"Fuck! Please, Lee," you gasped, eyes squeezing shut. "Fuck me full, make me yours, ruin me." You panted, the words slurred and bumpy with each deep, angry thrust of his cock into of your cunt.
"Good girl. So good f'me, usin' your manners all sweet like." He hissed, letting go of your neck and letting your head fall. You bit the pillow again, almost screaming into it as you finally gave up, your body twitching against his hold as you finally gushed around his girth, a creamy ring forming around the base of his cock, your arousal dripping down your thighs.
Leon followed, fucking you through it until he was unable to handle it, bottoming out and letting his cum fill every bit of your cunt until it was leaking out around his girth. Leon slowly pulled out, sitting back on his haunches as he grabbed your ass with both hands, thumbs pulling your pussy open so he could watch the mess come out, spilling down your core in thick globs until the liquid dripped down and landed on the towel beneath your hips.
That sight alone had him already riled up by the time you were ready to speak. You squeaked when he flipped you onto your back, pushing your legs open and letting his cock slide between your folds, making you whimper as his cock filled out again with another erection. You looked up at him, brows knitted together. He already had your knees pushed up to your chest, putting your worn out cunt on full display for him to see the impact of his animalistic behavior.
"Lee, c'mon!" You whined, one foot kicking lightly at his bicep.
"Be patient." He huffed, smacking the back of your thigh with only enough power to mimic the sensation of a flick. He didn't actually want to spank or hurt you.
"No—fuck, gimme a minute, would you!?" You complained, hips trying to squirm away.
"Can't." He muttered, cock twitching against your entrance as his hips drew back, tip falling in place against your hole. You whimpered, thighs tensing. You reached down, hand shaking slightly as you helped position his cock better, ensuring it didn't slip around due to the mess. He gave you a knowing, smug look, making you look away, trying to hide in the pillow again. Your efforts at hiding were useless, and you couldn't help but mewl at the sensation of his cock pushing back in. He moaned, shaky and pitchy as his cock throbbed with sensitivity. Your walls felt raw, used and abused from just a couple rounds.
"Oh, god," you gasped, back arching as he fell into that same brutal pace from before, making your walls flutter around him. Your hand shook as it came down to your clit, fingers rubbing back and forth against the throbbing nub of nerves.
Leon leaned forward and made you cry out as he pushed you into a tighter press, his pace never faltering as he let his lips find yours. The connection of lips was sloppy, desperate, and almost as messy as he was making your pussy. Your head fell back, and he followed, his dominant hand coming to replace yours at your clit. You squealed, the sound swallowed up by the kiss as his fingers strummed your clit like it was his whole purpose on earth. Your entire body trembled, moans increasing in volume and consistency as your hands came to grab desperately at his shoulders, feeling another orgasm build up.
"Oh, fuck, Lee, 'm c-close!" You whimpered, brows furrowing as you looked up at him. He huffed, looking down at you and taking in your expression. Kiss swollen lips shiny with spit, eyes glossy from building tears of pleasure, cheeks reddened prettily.
"Take it, baby. Take what you want." He panted, a low grunt leaving him as he began to struggle to maintain his pace. His eyes rolled back, lips parting in a heavy moan.
And take it you did. It wasn't long before you were crying out, body completely tense, head fallen back and body arched up into his. Your cry of pleasure fell into a cry of overstimulation, hands smacking at his shoulders. He hissed, trying to speed up his release with a faster pace until he finally bottomed out again, balls drawn tight and twitching with every rope of cum that spilled inside of you. You whimpered, your resistance falling short as you fell limp, muscles still trembling with an occasional twitch of your hips or legs due to the aftershocks.
It was slow as Leon pulled out, his hands dropping both legs as he came to watch the mess of his cum once more. It spilled out in globs, and he groaned at the way your walls contracted and pushed it out. You whined, legs closing as you rolled onto your side.
"No more." Your voice became quiet, too tired as you could barely hold a hand up to keep him from getting back onto you. He didn't try to, though. He chuckled, crawling behind you and spooning you from behind, lips littering soft kisses along your neck and shoulders.
"No more, baby." He agreed. "I've got my fill for the night. Do you?" He quipped, making you groan at his dumb joke. "Mmh, yeah, I know you do." He purred, arms wrapping around your waist to tug you in tight.
"Ugh, we need a shower." You muttered.
"Yeah." He breathed, body slowly relaxing with you recovering in his arms. "In a sec, yeah?" He kissed gently at your nape. You nodded, exhaling heavily to ease the shaking of your muscles.
