about me ! astryr, she/her (cis), bi, 21, argentinian, infp, vet student, esp/eng. dm’s / suggests are open and i always follow back ! :)
about my stuff ! most of fics are inspired from songs or tweets. nsfw, consensual, always between adults. i like fluff, soft things mostly. i don’t think i’m a writer and i don’t read textbooks, but i’m trying my best. my writing isn’t too much constant since i prioritize my college, and if i’m not on class i’m playing videogames. my fics are translated: i write them first in spanish, then with a little help (cofcof dictionaries cofcof) i translate them to english.
likes ! resident evil, silent hill, soulslike, rhythm games, league of legends, valorant, clair obscur expedition 33, shoujo, romantic animes, pink, bows, coquette stuff, the beatles, metallica, kpop and ariana grande.
dislikes ! ed/sh communities, selfish people, ghosting, liars, people who think they are superior bc likes something long ago, noncon / dubcon bc that’s a extreme sensitive topic for me bc #traumatized ;-;
dni: minors. homophobic, transphobic, xenophobic, islamophobic, misogynistic, racist, sexist, if you invalidate a person’s pronouns/gender/identity, ai users/defenders, tr*mp supporters, ice defenders, votantes de milei (fuera de joda, a él lo odio más que a nadie en el mundo).
literally im a femcel. and i like a boy. a lot, actually. and i dont know how to talk to him, he’s pretty tall, very handsome (or should i say pretty…?). send help.
imagine puppyhybrid!re2 leon getting excited when reader comes home..
puppyhybrid!re2 leon x gn reader, sfw, fluff
i imagine him as having golden retriever ears and tail, the idea was just too cute to pass up ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა
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He would be all over you the moment you step inside, his tail whipping against the doorway with a loud thump, thump, thump.
Kisses galore.. he would lick your neck and nuzzle you before you can even get settled in.
When you do settle in, finally able to kick back on the couch, he’ll be practically laying on top of you. He missed you, of course he’ll want cuddles from his favourite person!
Loves when you ramble to him about your day, hand lazily patting and scratching his scruffy mop of dirty blonde. The sound of your voice calms him down after being left alone for hours.
When the sun dips below the skyline and the both of you are getting sleepy, he knows it’s time to curl up in bed. His arms would be tangled in yours, climbing you like a tree.
The next morning, he knows you’ll be back soon, but it doesn’t make it any harder when you leave.. those adorable blue puppy eyes would beg you not to go. He might even try dragging you back to bed, whining sadly into your neck.
He’s often anxious when home alone, poor thing. He has a habit of forgetting to eat until you come back. He’s just too worried to notice when his stomach is telling him he needs food, even though he knows you’ll scold him.
He’ll be waiting by the door, listening impatiently for the telltale jingle of keys in a lock, eager to see his best friend once more.
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hope you enjoyed this small blurb, the idea got stuck in my head and thought it would be fun to write. Please interact and send asks!
now you got me imagining leon regularly saying he's had a real bad day and using it to convince you into doing it again, ooking up at you with pleading eyes to help improve his mood by sitting that pretty self on his face... Man palming at your thighs and ass happy to suffocate under your weight between your legs... 🤤🤤🤤
helping re9!leon with a really —not really— bad day.
༘♡ ·˚↳ first part here! content: younger gf reader facesitting re9!leon —again ik—, leon jerking off while you’re riding his nose, ends up with unprotected sex, maybe a little… breeding kink?
Leon returned home earlier, which it was… pretty strange.
You were on your tiny pajamas, laying on the bed, watching some boring stuff before he entered into the room. As soon as you looked at him, you jumped into his arms, kissing him. “Babe,” he groaned dramatically when he pulled off, “You have no idea. Mission was hell. I need you. Like… really need you, right now.”
You raised an eyebrow, already sensing the bullshit, but before you could argue about it, he looked at you those blue, pleading eyes. “Please. I need you. Just… sit on my face again? Let me drown in that pretty pussy. It’ll fix everything, I swear.”
Poor you, you didn't know the hell you put yourself through when you agreed to fulfill his fantasies, and Leon couldn’t stop thinking about suffocating between your thighs.
You sighed and you bit lip. “You sure it was that bad?” “Terrible,” he lied smoothly. His hands were already sliding up your thighs, “Come on, beautiful. Sit that gorgeous ass on me. Use my face again.”
You couldn’t resist the way he looked at you, let alone the way his hands were touching you. “Fine, you win,” you said shaking your head, and that bastard took off your pants and your underwear in a single movement. He lay back fully on the bed, yanking you forward until you were straddling his chest. “Now sit on my face and don’t hover.”
And you did, lowering yourself slowly, but he was impatient as hell. His hands gripped your ass cheeks and yanked you straight onto his mouth. His wet tongue immediately dragged through your folds, lapping up your slick with obscene and pornographic sounds. Leon sucked your clit into his mouth, groaning loudly into your cunt as you grinded down, his handsome face buried deeper between your thighs. You even forgot that his stubble tickled your skin.
His hands palmed and kneaded your butt roughly, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks as he urged you to grind. “Use my face, baby. Smother me. I want to suffocate under this perfect cunt.”
You rocked your hips, sliding your wet pussy over his eager mouth. Leon’s tongue pushed inside you, fucking you in filthy strokes while his nose rubbed firm circles against your swollen clit. He was in heaven: eyes half-lidded and glassy as he stared up at you, watching your tits bounce —under your tank top— and your face twist in pleasure. He could die right there, and he’d do it happily.
“I’ll tell you when I need air, until then keep that pretty pussy on my face,” he said, or you thought so, it wasn’t very clear. Every time you pressed down harder, cutting off his air, his grip on your ass tightened in ecstasy.
He sucked your clit between his lips, tongue flicking rapidly, then licked broad and slow from your dripping hole all the way up again. His face was a mess, saliva and your juices coated everywhere, but he couldn’t care less. He was right where he wanted to be.
“Hah— Leon, fuck” you gasped, grinding down with more force. His response was a deep moan, satisfied. He loved it when you got rough, letting all your weight settle. One of his hands left your ass just to freeing himself, palming his aching cock, squeezing the base. Then, he started to pump it slowly to keep from coming too soon. He wanted to come somewhere else…
Meanwhile you rode his face shamelessly now, thighs trembling around his head as you chased your pleasure, feeling like a slut. He pushed his face up into you with every downward roll of your hips. Leon’s tongue never stopped doing its job: lapping, sucking, devouring.
Your moans grew louder, hips moving frantically as his mouth kept working restlessly. His hand left his cock and now both of his hands were everywhere: squeezing your ass, spreading your cheeks, occasionally slipping a finger down to tease your tight little hole while his tongue speared deep into your cunt, giving you a glimpse of what was going to happen next.
When you finally came, you almost fainted, you definitely never felt that way, it was like you were floating between clouds. You cried out, thighs clamping tight around his head as your pussy pulsed against his mouth. Leon drank every drop, tongue still working you with the lame excuse of “cleaning you up”, licking until you were shaking due overstimulation.
Only then, he ease his grip, so you lifted yourself off his face. It was a dripping disaster, and he was proud for it. He licked his lips slowly, smirking like a devil. “I still feel a little bad, baby… and your pussy is the only cure.”
You were still trembling, of course you were, you just had one of the best orgasms in your life, but he gave you some seconds to catch your breath and calm yourself…
Then he flipped you. This wasn’t over, he wanted to come too.
Your back hit the mattress and he was on you instantly, spreading your legs wide with his knees, cock thick and painfully hard, leaking at the tip. Without asking, he dragged the head of his dick through your soaked folds, coating himself in your mess, and slammed in to the hilt in one brutal thrust.
“Fuck,” he growled against your ear, voice wrecked. “You’re so tight, it’s like you were made for me.” Leon set a punishing rhythm, hips snapping forward, balls slapping against your ass. You were still so sensitive from riding his entire face that every thrust made you whimper and whine, digging your nails into his back.
He leaned down, biting and marking your skin. “I’m gonna cum inside, you heard me? I’m breeding this tight little cunt.”
You moaned louder at his words, your pussy clenching hard around him. “Oh, so you like that.” He thrust deeper, grinding against your cervix with every stroke. “Want me to fill you up? Pump you so full of my cum it leaks out for days?”
His thumb circling your swollen clit in tight, mean little rubs while he fucked you harder. “Gonna cum so deep,” his voice breaking with need. “I’ve been waiting for this.”
You clenched violently around his cock, repeating his name as a mantra: your orgasm ripped through you. He groaned, his hips stuttering. “Fuck— ‘m gonna—. Take all of it.”
Hot and thick ropes of his cum exploded inside you, pullse after pulse, so much that it spilled out around his cock even while he was still buried deep, creamy white mixing with your own slick. He kept grinding through it, fucking his seed deeper, making sure it stayed where he wanted it.
He didn’t pull out, though. Instead he collapsed on top of you, cock still twitching inside your pussy, lips brushing your ear.
“Give me ten minutes,” he murmured, but you knew he would fall asleep. He’s almost fifty after all, and you would take advantage of it just to ask Sherry if that mission actually existed.
༘♡ ·˚↳ a/n: i imagine leon doing this exact face as he tells you that he had a terrible day. you just can not say no to those beautiful eyes and that pretty face. i’d be like ohhh baby come here and get what you want. dropping this bomb and im leaving… bye guys… jk i hope you liked it thanks for reading !!!
imagine re2r leon gamer who’s super good in fps and all games basically. but sometimes he loses some matches, since his team is soo bad, so you’re consoling him under the table, but he can’t make any noises or he would be caught… and when you finish he cares about your pleasure too, and those hands… he fingers your cunt and [GUNSHOTS]
i reached diamond on val !! so im writing this little thought as im FUCKING SCREAMING since 2024 i couldn’t reach it again so i guess im back at my prime ?!?!!??!!?! everyone say thank you clove
i just finished the second part of facesitting re9!leon (ill upload it tmr) and now ill try to rewrite the car sex with re9!leon (youll see it in five days or week) bc i didnt liked how i wrote it back in feb bc i made him a sugar daddy who pays your college bills… holy mischaracterization, ill try make it better
i wish there was a masterlist on your profile:( i love ur writing btw<33
hii first of all thanks for reading my stuff <4333 and about the masterlist i dont really know how to create it BUT I promise ill search about it, so i guess tomorrow ill do it >;) or ill try
Bring us more of re9!Leon babyyy you write him so well
thanks for requesting! actually i wrote a lot about re9 leon (in january/february) buuut i didnt end up liking them loll and thats why i didnt post anything for like… three months? still i wanna perfect them. so i can recover one of the plots.
but im curious which plot yall want with re9!leon fic so vote here plz !! :3
which one do you prefer
car sex with re9!leon x younger reader
fluff domestic post requiem retiring (maybe a little smut… but fluff focused)
facesitting your older boyfriend (re9!leon) for the first time!
“No- no, no, no.” That was your first thought when Leon told you his fantasy.
Leon and you have been together for months now, and you were a little bit —too much— inexperienced about sex, at twenty something you only had two boyfriends in your whole life, including him, but everything you knew about sex, Leon taught you. He was experienced: knew where to touch, where to kiss, where to bite and lick. Well, of course he knew, at forty-nine he almost knew anything. He was steady, confident, experienced and attentive, he lived enough to know what he craved and he wasn’t ashamed to ask for it. On the other hand, you still blushed when he whispered in your ear what he was going to do with you, and those red cheeks were his obsession.
You both were in bed, sharing kisses before sleep. But with him, it could never be just kisses. That man was always hungry for you, regardless day or time. He cupped your cheek and looked at you. “Can we try something?” he asked, “Try what?” you replied. “You, sitting on my face, sweetheart. I told you before: I want to eat you properly.”
Clearly you have never, never done that, not even considered it. So, your first thought was an absolutely no. “I-I don’t know, Leon” you whisper, shifting uncomfortably. “What if I’m too heavy? Plus, I might not… smell great… and what if I suffocate you?” He cut you off with a low, desperate sound, fingers tightening on your hips. “Please.”
You kept overthinking about it, but the way he was taking off your clothes and leaving a trail of kisses in your whole body made you —almost— forget all of your insecurities.
“You’re perfect and I’m so in love with you, I’ve been fantasizing about this for weeks. Let me worship you properly. Sit on my face and use me, I need it so badly you can’t even imagine how much.” He murmured, his voice filled with an unhidden hunger, as he kept kissing every inch of your naked body.
He was begging for it, and you could notice his cock twitching in his boxers at the mere thought of it, leaking precum all over his underwear. He desired you, no matter what.
You bite your lip looking at him: “You’re sure?” Leon replied instantly “baby, I’ll die happy if you smother me.” He gave you that deep tone and that exact smirk. “Please. Ride my entire face, use my tongue like your personal toy, don’t care if i can’t breathe, just… fuck, just sit please.”
You nodded, your cheeks were red but you crawled up his body, positioning your knees on either side of his head. He looked up at your wet pussy, and he couldn’t stop but imagine it wetter with his saliva. “Go lower, gorgeous.” Still hesitant, you sighed and obeyed. His hot mouth open and eager beneath you, hands gripping your ass, pulling you down harder and desperately. “Atta girl,” he murmured.
Leon finally got what he wanted, and he didn’t waste time.
His tongue dragged through your folds, licking up every space like a starved man —and he was—. He sucked your clit into his mouth, the obscene “pop” filling the room. His tongue flicking faster in your whole cunt, then he plunged it deep inside you, fucking you with hot strokes.
You cried out, feeling your thighs trembling. Of course he knew it’d feel good, but you were experiencing a lot of new sensations. Little sounds escaping from your lips.
He was completely buried in your cunt, nose pressed against your clit. “Fuck, princess, you taste so good,” he managed to growl between long licks. “So fucking sweet. But you should grind on my face, baby.”
Emboldened by his desperation, you started to move: you rocked your hips, sliding your soaked pussy over his tongue, his lips, and even his nose. You were using him, and he didn’t even complained. In fact, he enjoyed the moment when you started to ride his entire face with increasing confidence, moaning for it. His hands squeezed your ass, spreading you wider, holding you exactly where he wanted you.
You looked down. The sight was obscene: his handsome face completely hidden beneath your cunt, blue eyes locked in yours, his dirty blonde hair —with some gray strands— messy between your thighs.
Your hips kept moving on their own, grinding down against his eager mouth, his tongue worked your clit in tight, fast circles, savoring every drop of you.
“I want you to cum all over my tongue. Smother me while you do it.” He said, or you guessed so. You pressed down harder, fully sitting now, your ass cheeks smothering his face as you grind faster. His tongue lapping, sucking, fucking you relentlessly.
Your thighs started shaking violently, and he noticed it, so he sucked hard. When you lifted your hips just a little, spasming, he thrusted two fingers deep into your pussy, curling them against your g-spot while his tongue flicked mercilessly. He wanted you to come as soon as possible, and you did.
You came with a broken cry, grinding down hard as your orgasm crashed through you. Your pussy clenched and flooded his mouth, juices dripping down his chin and cheeks. He kept licking and sucking, drinking you down. His hands still on your ass, holding you firmly in place as he continued with worshipful licks, cleaning you up gently while you twitched from overstimulation.
When you finally lifted off on shaky legs, his face was a glistening mess: lips swollen, blue eyes filled with satisfaction. Oh, and that tiny smirk. That bastard was happy, and you knew this was just the start.
