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homecoming by ethel cain really speaks to me… i have this little idea of perfect golden boy jock leon being attracted to the weird off putting quiet girl if you would be up for writing something like that
“Homecoming.”
MDNI. You were the so called “weird girl” on campus. When Leon showed interest in you, it was hard to believe such a popular boy would like anyone like you. It seemed he was much sweeter than the outside let on.
tags: College AU!, switch! leon, oral f receiving, coming in pants, mostly fluff & smut, very light angst.
note: loosely based off “homecoming” by ethel cain. i hope you like this anon! i went off a few lyrics to set some of the themes. i made him a bit sweet for the jock type >.<
You assumed by college, maybe you’d begin to fit in. If you even wanted to. You preferred to stick to yourself anyways. (or so you told yourself.) You knew you weren’t like everyone else, you didn’t go to the house parties or join any extracurricular events. You were a loner, plain and simple. The so called “weird girl” persona you hadn’t dropped since highschool. You’d learned to accept it.
Instead of tagging along with a group of classmates, you spent it alone in the lounge room between classes. Sitting at a table for two with earbuds in, scrolling your phone. The internet was much more forgiving than real life. Full of mean girls that peaked in highschool and fuckboys that didn’t pay you any mind.
You were content that way, not looking up until someone sat across from you. Your eyes narrowed, first seeing a letterman jacket .. a boy. You looked up to his face, met with baby blue eyes and soft cheeks. A cute smile on his face as he leaned over the table.
You quickly pulled your earbuds out, sitting up from slouching in your chair. You knew who he was, everyone on campus did. Leon Kennedy, perfect, popular and exceptionally pretty for a boy. And way out of your league.
You didn’t say anything at first, feeling suddenly way more shy than you usually were. You stared at him for a moment, uncomfortable under his casual gaze.
“Am I in your spot? Or something ..” You mumbled that last part, looking around the room. There were plenty empty seats, making it feel even smaller. You couldn’t understand why the most popular guy on campus was talking to you. People went out of their way to avoid you.
“What? No, no.” Leon shook his head, and smiled at your misconception. “I’ve always seen you sitting all by yourself. Whenever I pass through.” He glanced away, a blotchy blush on his cheeks as if he were embarrassed.
“Sorry.” You weren’t sure why you were apologizing to him. Maybe it was because you were borderline socially awkward. You looked down at the table, absentmindedly tangling your earbuds around your fingers.
“Don’t say sorry.” He sounded honest, sweet. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” He planted his elbows on the table, getting comfortable. “I figured .. there’s no reason for a girl to sit by herself all the time. A little company wouldn’t hurt.” He was smiling at you again, something charming and youthful. It made your stomach churn in knots.
“Are you .. making fun of me?” You glanced around the room again, afraid someone would be recording that interaction—like it was some sort of joke. The golden boy talking to the weird girl wasn’t typical. You looked back at him, unintentionally staring.
Leon shifted in his seat, cheeks red and clearing his throat. “Why would I do that?” He looked at you funny at that notion. “I’m not making fun of you. I figured, there’s no point in walking by you every day and not introducing myself.” He reached out to take your hand that was fumbling with your earbuds. It was an attempt to stop your fidgeting so you’d pay attention to him.
“I know who you are.” You stated, disentangling your fingers from his. His palms were sweaty, betraying his composure. “You’re Leon Kennedy .. Everyone knows who you are.” You didn’t look away from him when speaking, meeting his eyes. You’d been told not to do that .. that constant eye contact was a bit creepy.
He laughed, amused by your response. “You talk like I’m some kinda celebrity. I know you too. You’re always by yourself, and you don’t talk very much.” He looked at you like you were really there. Not a passing glance to acknowledge your presence, but like he cared. “But .. I like that about you.”
Those words made you look away. “What?” You were unsure where the interaction was going. Surely, he’d lost a bet or something.
“You’re not like those other girls.” He took your hand once more, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You aren’t too loud. You don’t come on strong and you mind your own business.” He paused, seeming like he wanted to say more. His lips parted, and he continued despite the hesitation. “You’re .. pretty too. You might not think that, but I do.” He sighed, desperate for you to believe him.
You were at a loss for words. You knew you must’ve been blushing like an idiot, glancing from his hands to his face. You felt perverted to even consider it. A handsome man like Leon finding interest in you was outlandish. Something you could only dream of.
“Okay .. If you want to stay, I won’t stop you.” You managed to stammer out. Everything in you wanted to push him away to save yourself the hurt. You weren’t the type to say much, especially not to a boy you’d only spoken to a handful of times.
That’s how it started. A few days with you became weeks, which became months. Leon wasn’t ashamed at all. He wasn’t embarrassed to be seen with the “weird girl.” He’d put his arm around you, or hold your hand when leading you back to his dorm. Other people looked at the two of you weird when you passed by. You knew they must’ve thought he was crazy for picking you of all the girls on campus.
That didn’t matter to him, though. All that mattered was that you were his.
Leon was still just as popular, just as perfect. It led you to worry. You’d worry someone else would come along and take him from you. When you were in his dorm, cuddled up on his bed, he seemed to notice your shift in mood.
“Something wrong?” He mumbled into your hair, placing a soft kiss there. You leaned into it, trying to find the words. You hated sounding insecure to someone who was so sure of himself. Your love had become his problem too.
“I was wondering something.” You spoke meekly, feeling his arms tighten around you. Leon cared deeply, more than you’d ever know. “Why do you like me?” You asked the blunt question that had been weighing on your mind for months.
He sat up in bed, enough that he could look down at your face. A soft frown on his lips, he didn’t see you the way you saw yourself. Before he could say anything, you continued.
“I’m not pretty or popular, or anything like the type of girl you should be with. I get so scared that you’ll come to your senses and leave me.” Tears welled in your eyes as you confessed your fears. As soon as he saw those warm tears run down your face, he was quick to reassure you.
“Don’t say that.” Leon kissed your cheek where your tears fell, then another kiss to your lips. “I don’t want anyone else. I’m desperate for you.” He whimpered, shifting your positions so he could drape his body overs yours. “Listen to me, can’t you feel it?” He whispered, rocking his hips so they were pressed against your stomach.
Your eyes fluttered shut at the sensation. You could feel the stiffness of him, feel the warmth in his body. Of course he wanted you. “I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it.” He was peppering open mouth kisses down your throat next, sliding his hands beneath your shirt.
“Let me prove it.” He leaned down to kiss your stomach, helping you tug your shirt over your head. He fumbled to unhook your bra, exposing your breasts for him. His breath hitched, fingers skimming up your ribs. “You’re so pretty.” He whispered, bringing his mouth to one of your buds.
“Leon, please..” You whined, combing your fingers through his hair as he looked up at you. His tongue ran over your nipple, wet and warm as he began to suckle there. He pulled off with a warm breath, his spit smearing over your skin as he trailed down your navel. He crowded between your legs, his shoulders pushing your thighs apart as he settled between them.
“I’ll show you how much I’ve been wanting you.” He kissed your inner thigh, lips brushing against your skin as he slid your bottoms past your ass. You lifted your hips for him, giving him as much access as he needed.
Once you were bare, drooling cunt exposed to him, he spread you open with his thumbs. He eagerly licked a stripe from your entrance to your pulsing clit. You moaned, hips bucking against his face. He made out your pussy, whining when you pulled his hair. It spurred him on, noisily suckling at your clit.
“You taste s’ good,” He mumbled between sloppy passes of his tongue. His own hips ground against the mattress, aching to find relief from tasting you.
“Leon, keep going.” You squirmed, hips bucking against his mouth. Your thighs squished him in, in which he fumbled to keep you spread open.
“That’s it.” He blinked up at you, your clit pulsing under his ministrations. “Cum on my face, please.” He pleaded, hissing in pain when you tugged on his hair. Maybe he was a masochist for humping the mattress when you did that. Clearly it was a sign to stop talking and focus on what he was doing .. but Leon was stubborn sometimes.
You moaned his name, shoving his face harder against your pussy as your release came on strong. He groaned, releasing your clit with a wet pop. The way he shuddered made you feel like you could’ve came again. He lapped up your arousal hungrily. His nose bumped your clit, and the overstimulation had you whining.
“Do you feel better now?” Leon was panting, looking up at you with a proud grin.
“Yes.” You nodded, struggling to catch your breath.
“See? I told you how badly I’ve wanted you.” He kissed your stomach, lifting himself up to cage you in on the bed. When he was back on top of you, you felt the sticky, wet spot that had formed on the front of his pants.
He seemed a little embarrassed, but placed his elbows on either side of your head to kiss you. You tasted yourself on his lips, parting them as he moaned into your mouth. “Fuck. I love you, I-I shouldn’t say that so early on. But I do.” He mumbled against your lips.
If anyone he knew saw Leon like that .. a pathetic mess for you of all people, he’d be a laughing stock. But he didn’t care. All that mattered was that he had you. He rolled you over until you were on his chest, letting you get comfortable. Basking in the afterglow of a well spent night. You’d enamored him, off putting or not, you were his and he was yours.
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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!
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Hii, I hope you’re doing well^^
Maybe you could write vendetta Leon coming home hungover, and reader comforts him?
smthn short and not beta read, I wrote this late at night when the idea wouldn’t leave my brain. so apologies if it sucks LMAO
Kitten Kisses
Leon Kennedy (Vendetta) x GN!Reader ft. Matilda the cat
WC: 539
TW: mentions of drinking, mentions of alcoholism & recovering, but purely fluff and comfort.
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It was 11pm when you heard Leon's keys finally jiggle through the doorknob of your shared place. He stumbled in, closing the door gently— or at least he tried to be gentle— and let out a deep sigh. He wasn't aware that you were in the living room, waiting for him.
He began to slowly walk forward before he finally noticed you. You looked at him with those eyes. The soft ones. Those that sent him the signal that he isn't in trouble. You're only worried.
my baby ;(((
hello! I would like to ask two things:
Do you do yandere x reader? And if so,may I request this?
Yandere Dante Sparda(if you write for Dante) who’s obsessed with the reader(preferably male) where he buys them random gifts THWT he knows they like. But every time the reader gets closer to finding out the stalker’s(Dante’s) identity,the latter always finds a way to leave the scene or escape. Thanks!
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warning: mdni, yandere!dante x male reader, stalking, toxic dynamics
wc: 462
hi sweet!! of course, yandere dante sounds scrumptious (๑´༥`๑)
here you go, hope you like!!!
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Three weeks.
For three weeks now, someone has been breaking and entering into your home, and despite all efforts, you can't catch the fucker. You've replaced the locks, set up cameras, even set up motion sensor lights outside - but without fail there's always something new waiting for you on your kitchen counter, without evidence of who left it.
Yesterday's gift was a new camera. Today, a roll of film sat upon the faux marble, almost taunting in your desperation. Whoever it is doesn't seem to have malicious intentions, at least not yet.. That, you're thankful for. However, the thought of your nightly visitor suddenly turning on you isn't the most appealing, which is why a metal baseball bat has found its new home under your bed.
Crash!!
The sound of a glass shattering wrenches you out of sleep. Adrenaline guides you through your groggy state to fumble underneath the bed, hands wrapping around the cool metal bat.
Shit.. out of all days to wear boxers to bed. Goosebumps prick the skin of your thighs as you tiptoe out of the warm sanctity that is your room, cursing the thermostat and yourself. Your knuckles turn white at the grip you have on the makeshift weapon, holding it high and ready for when you turn the corner into the kitchen..
The sight before you makes your heart drop.
Sitting at your kitchen island inconspicuously is a man. He hasn't noticed you yet, you hope.. his shoulders are hunched with his back turned to you, head swaying as though he is intoxicated. His white hair is a shaggy mess, and the long red coat he sports isn't in any better condition. His posture suddenly goes rigid- Fuck-
Your foot catches on a rug corner, pulling you down with it. In a flash, the only chance of doing something is taken from right below your feet. Literally.
One moment, the man was there, the next, gone.. along with your dignity.
Scrambling up, you spin around like a looney tunes character, bat held high in the air once more. Nothing. On a pair of shaky legs, you slowly approach the isle.
There's a broken bottle, probably beer. That must be what had caused the noise from earlier.. sitting next to it is a torn piece of paper. Shakily picking up the scrawled note, it reads;
'I am so sorry, my love. I should have never started this. Your face, your voice.. It's all too good for someone of the likes of me. Please forgive me. Please forgive this mess. I could never forgive myself if you didn't, darling. I'll never let you go.
-D'
That line.. ‘I’ll never let you go.’
The ramblings of a man too far gone, too.. infatuated. It sends chills down your spine.
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I hope you enjoyed this, even if it’s a little short, or strayed too far from the request. This is my first fic ever, and I’m working on more! Tell me if there’s anything I can improve on, and if I should continue this story :b
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💭 thinking about re9!Leon Kennedy threatening to shave his happy trail 18+ I’m insane about him oml
He’s standing at the foot of your queen-sized bed in a pair of boxers, having just gotten out of the shower. “I think I might need to shave this off soon, baby.” Your head instantly snaps up at his direction, dropping the book you were reading onto the mattress beside you.
You watch in silent horror as he runs his hand over the dark hairs that dust across his chest and down towards that delicious happy trail of his, his brows all pinched together in contemplation, even the thought of him considering it sent you into panic.
“Absolutely not. No,” you tell him, shaking your head in vehement protest as you shuffle to the end of the bed on your knees.
His eyes catch yours, and his frown softens into a grin. “Look at it, baby, it’s getting out of control down here.” He huffs in amusement, fingers still grazing over the coarse hairs, heart melting a little at the way your lips purse out into a frowny pout.
“It’s sexy, Leon.” You tell him, brushing his hands away from the sacred trail with a huff. “You’re not allowed to just shave it all off.” your fingers now toy with the waistband of his boxers.
He chuckles, cupping your cheeks between his big palms and tilting your head back. “Not allowed? What you gonna stop me?”
“No… but if you shave it off I-I-” you pause, wracking your sleepy brain for a suitable punishment, “I won’t have sex with you until it grows back.”
“Oh, fighting talk, huh? You wouldn’t last a week, babe.” He replies smugly, knowing for a fact that he’s not wrong. You barely survive when he gets pulled away by his ever-demanding job, always relying on those special homemade videos you both made.
You groan in frustration, and he coos down at you, running the pad of his thumb over your pouty lips to try and coax you to smile— but it doesn’t work, you seem genuinely heartbroken, and he would be lying if he said it didn’t amuse him just a little.
“C’mon… don’t look at me like that, baby, it needs taming.”
You don’t answer, but your expression turns determined. You lean forward, looking up at him through your lashes as you press a wet kiss right over the hard ridge of his abs. His fingers slip into your hair, tightening a little at the roots, your name catching in his chest as you drag your tongue back up his firm stomach.
“Oh Fuck-” his voice comes out hoarse, ragged.
“Promise me you won’t get rid of it.” You tell him, dragging sloppy, open-mouthed kisses down to his V-line, and when he doesn’t answer right away, you pull back, scowling at him. “Promise me, Leon.”
“Yeah, yeah, I promise… I’ll keep it, s’all yours gorgeous.” He breathes out heavily from above you, dick already hard and twitching to life against the thin fabric of his boxers.
“Good.” You beam up him happily, tugging the waistband of his boxers down a little further with a lick of your lips.
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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.
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Puppy Leon x gn reader imagine
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i will do;
nsfw
angst
omegaverse
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toxic dynamics
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ageplay
nsfw with minors
scat, inflation
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