i feel like leon would be such a sweet boyfriend.

don’t get me wrong i LOVE fics that depict him as stoic and mean (especially for the smut teehee), but y’all i know leon’s main priority would be to take care of you and to love you.

he can be overly serious, especially when he’s stressed, but nothing matters more to him than making you feel special. he never wants you to feel pain like he’s felt pain.

he’s protective, overly so.

he wants to fuck you anyway you want. because his favorite position is whatever makes you the happiest.

he only raises his voice to keep you safe. just like how he’ll only choke you, if you beg.

leon is your protector. and at the end of the day, he just wants your pretty little smiling face to come back to him.

he wants to cherish the thing he loves most in this ugly world, and that’s you. ♡

A solid way to accept someone’s feelings.

i’m gonna die still laughing at this

I gleefully showed this to at least four people and nobody got the joke so

GOD!!!!! i love this lil man!!!

by 雪纺骨髓@Nai0026ER (Twitter)

Im enjoying the longevity of tumblrs recontextualization style of humor. a seemingly innocuous post followed by like "posts that a gnome would make" or like "are you a phone"

More from the notes:

The Traveler: Solves Problems

The Trailblazer: Creates Problems

i took a break from the game to make sure i still remember how to draw

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠;

pairing: leon kennedy x fem!reader

summary: After a chance meeting with the woman in red, Leon shows you why your insecurity is completely unwarranted.

words: 3.3k

warnings: 18+ only (face-sitting, p in v sex, light choking, they’re both switches)

notes: this is a mashup of two very similar requests.. have not written smut in months… cannot believe this man broke my dry spell

You feel sick. Nauseous. Something bitter and acrid—jealousy, you believe—poisons the aching well of your chest.

Ada Wong in the flesh. In that dress.

He looks at her like she controls gravity, like she wanes moontide, like nothing else matters. 

You feel sick. He chose you in the end. No, no, no—you thought he did. 

Years of radio silence, some unspoken no-contact rule torn to shreds. She’s back, a ghost in red, and she ensnares him. It’s over. You know it.

𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡; (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞)

pairing: leon kennedy x gn!reader

summary: "He’s been hurt enough. You can’t leave things like this. Can’t feed into your bitterness and heartbreak. He deserves to know."

words: 2.6k

warnings: angst (at first hehe)

notes: y'all it's dinner time come on!!!! we got a feast tonight!!! next chapter will just be an epilogue of sorts (let me be honest i'm gonna write smut that's why)

» part one // part two

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Before you lay a precedent of insurmountable proportions. A previous mistake, now a sought out routine.

You tell yourself every single time that when he calls, you won't pick up the phone. That when he knocks late into the night, you won’t answer the door. That when he slides beneath the sheets of your bed, it won't happen again. 

But it happens again. Again and again and again and as much as you wish this to stop, he’s become your new routine.

The visits grow more frequent. He calls to let you know he’s safe, then asks if you’re free a few days later. You make dinner together. You wash dishes together. You watch movies together. You sleep in your bed together.

“he’s just a dude” and then I proceed to save almost 600 photos of him in one sitting

I’m paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD

Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️

Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.

𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡; (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨)

pairing: leon kennedy x gn!reader

summary: "You’re so beautiful, you want to say. I love you. I love you so much. Is that enough? Would my love make you stay?"

words: 2.2k

warnings: still pining, bed sharing trope

notes: i??? cannot believe the reception the first part got like i am genuinely blown away. thank yall so much im gonna SOB!!

»part one

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @msghostface @applesdontlikebananas @scarletrosesposts @hanakotateyama @yournan69 @skepticalleo (some of yall couldn't be tagged)

Leon stands beside you at the sink, dutifully drying each dish that you hand him as the sun begins to set through the window. 

Today has been unbearably domestic. Eating breakfast together, the sight of him all bruised up and tender-hearted. Watching a movie on your small couch, the proximity of his warmth blooming electricity between your ribs. Cooking in the kitchen, laughing and cracking jokes and cleaning up messes (that you swear he created).

It also reminds you how lonely you are. How well he would fit into your life. 

“Do you tuck all your friends in when they stay over?”

𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡;

pairing: leon kennedy x gn!reader

summary: "Someone else stole him away, a long time ago, but you managed to squeeze yourself between the chambers of his heart. Any way he cares for you, cherishes you, loves you—it’s enough. It’s enough. It has to be."

words: 1.4k

warnings: just a lot of pining lol

notes: im obsessed with leon ofc i had to write a fic about him. this might (probably) turn into a series but idk!!! update it's a series lol

»part two

He comes to you and collapses against the doorway when you appear. Says he meant to call, that he’s sorry he’s been gone so long.

But all you see is the scabbed-over scrape on his chin, the bruises along his arms, the weariness in his bones.

He comes to you a lot like this: broken down, likened to eggshell, impossibly cracked and picked apart, a reset of jagged edges glued just enough that you almost can’t tell he’s struggling.

But he’s struggling. You can tell regardless.

Resident Evil 4 (2023 game) - concept art

ada

if u see yourself on the side of the road kill it

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