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im just thinking how re4 leon would hold me in his arms and play with my hair i miss him
Oh, you and me both anon. Just imagine him, a big strong man like that just cradling you in his arms against his chest.
When Leon gets the chance to lounge and do nothing, he’ll take up the couch, laying his entire body across the length of it. He puts his head on one of the pillows, throws an arm over his head, and closes his eyes. He takes in a breath or two, releasing a deep heavy sigh as he feels himself relax.
His ears perk up when he hears your footsteps coming towards him, not giving you a moment to say what you want before he raises his arms and flexes his fingers in a come hither motion.
You waltz over to him, placing your body on top of his and your head going into the curve of his neck, breathing in the hints of lavender and tobacco that were part of his natural scent. Big arms wrapped around you, giving you a gentle squeeze as his head leans against your own. Keeping you pressed to his body, one of his hands went up to your scalp, running his fingers through your hair and massaging your head gently. He could almost feel you purr at the touch, a gentle thrum going through your chest as you dig in closer to him and feel his heart beating underneath you.
Usually, he would be the one looking to you for comfort, enjoying the feeling of you caressing him in a way that he used to only pray for. But this, having you in his arms any chance he could get, he wouldn’t change that for the world. You didn't know how a man like him who’s seen horrors unimaginable, would be able to touch you so gently like you were his porcelain doll to love and cherish.
He gave you a soft kiss on your forehead before giving you another on your cheek, hearing the giggle that slipped past your lips when he did that. You were comfortable with him, despite being built like a brick his skin was soft and warm, like your own mobile furnace.
He felt like home.
You both stayed there on the couch, resting together and basking in the intimacy of the moment for as long as you could. Being each other’s solace, there was no other perfect description for what you both shared.
Prologue (Resident Evil 4) Platonic!Yandere Leon S. Kennedy x reader
The storm was long over, but the air was still thick that it could be cut with a knife. Hot air entwined my body, causing sweat to drip down my body. I sat lazily in an empty living room, browsing random channels, but there is nothing interesting.
-I'm leaving. You should have enough to eat for these two days, if you need something, ask Mrs. Anna for help – said my mother.
- And you leave me again for a few days! Even if you are, you don't talk to me!
- I thought we had this conversation behind us. On the locker I leave you extra money. Be polite- she said, leaving.
I sighed in frustration and went back to my previous activity when suddenly I heard a loud buzz. At first it occurred to me that it was my mother, but after a long while I realized that she had left a few minutes ago and I had not heard her return. I felt my hair stand on end. I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath to calm down. Everything seemed quiet now. With reluctance, I decided to check what was going on. I sneaked in the direction from where I heard the sound. The boards creaked under my feet as I climbed the stairs on the other side of the living room. When I got to the top, I started listening for sounds that would lead me to the source. I wasn't wrong. I heard the sound of the computer stuttering. I went in to see what was going on. On the desk by the window was a laptop from which smoked. There was a crack on its screen, and a black screen with red stripes was displayed. No doubt it was overheated. Wanting to save it from further destruction, I went over and tried to turn it off, but when I touched the off button, I felt electricity run through my skin and my head started spinning. Half-conscious, I heard sounds similar to those of Resident Evil from the computer, and then darkness set in.
Hello everyone! I hope you like it. This is the intro to the platonic!yandere leonxreader fanfic. Sorry it's short and there may be mistakes. I will try to write longer, and I will do it slowly to get used to it. Now it was about 350 words, next mayby it will be over 400 or more. Have a nice day/night Yours, Cherry
Platonic!Yandere Leon S. Keneedy x reader pt.1
Warning: violence, mentions of violence and more, if it bothers you, it means that this post is not for you!
I woke up to the smell of mold and a cold floor. Half-conscious, I looked around the room where I was now. It was not like my room. It was dingy, cold and with fungus on the walls. The walls were probably once painted white, now gray, and here and there black. Fat spiders hung from the ceiling, which apparently did not lack food. At the other end of the room was an old wardrobe that had fallen off its door hinges. Opposite the wardrobe was a bed on which was a dirty quilt with various stains of unknown origin.
I groaned as I tried to get up. My body was stiff from sleeping on the floor and cold. After a few minutes, when I finally managed to wake up. I realized that I didn't know where I was or what I was doing here. Yesterday was like a fog for me. I felt my trachea tighten with fear. I started looking around the room.
Only now did I notice a bedside table next to the bed. I quickly walked over to him and looked into the little draver. Inside was a key and some ammunition. I took the key and put the ammunition in my pocket in my shorts. I opened the closet. It was almost empty. There were only a few dresses and a coat hanging on it, which I began to search my pockets. From one of the pockets I managed to dig out a lighter and a couple of cigarettes. I put everything in my other pocket and headed for the door. I twisted the handle, and they ducked with a slight creak. I looked around the empty hallway. The road was clear. I didn't hear anyone bustling, so I quietly left the room. Without wasting a moment, I left the almost collapsing building and looked around. I was in the village. People were circling nearby, carrying out their activities of everyday life. I decided to approach one of them and ask where I was and possibly for directions home. Slightly embarrassed by people, I approached an elderly woman sweeping the terrace in front of the cottage.
- G-good morning, ma'am. Can you tell me what kind of village it is?
The woman looked at me and started shouting something in Spanish.
-¿Puedes decirme qué pasa con un pueblo? (Can you tell me what is with a village?)
I was now a little confused when the woman decided to jump at me like an enraged cougar. I squealed and dodged and rushed to escape. I heard him running after me and screaming.
I ran like that, I didn't lose it, and I barricaded myself in one of the huts. I had her drumming with all her might on the door. I had the impression that they were about to fly out of the hinges. The old woman was strong for her age, although the hut itself was also old.
It was a wooden building, with rotten and rotten boards here and there. The hut looked deserted, so I allowed myself a moment to breathe. The door in which the woman bangs is, despite old age, so strong that she will not be able to break them down on her own.
After some time the noise stopped, but I decided to wait here for a while in case She was still waiting for me on the other side, so I started looking around the room I was in. The roof looked like it was going to collapse, and the floor crackled with every step. My eyes ran over the rotten furniture, some of which were only wreckage.
Started To listen to see if anyone was coming, and then I slipped out of it. The elderly woman disappeared, but in case of emergency, I hid behind the nearest bush and moved from hiding place to hiding place when suddenly I heard a man scream.
After considering it, I decided to check What was happening and from hiding I watched where the villagers were going. After a few minutes I managed to reach the place.
When I arrived, I was horrified to see a man tied to a strange construction, somewhat reminiscent of a cross, although it was slightly different. Under the wooden structure was a pile, which was approached by a man with a torch. There were a lot of onlookers around who watched as the man set fire to the stake, and with him the man.
There was the scream of a young man and the stench of burning flesh that made me sick, and the very sight of the scene made me shiver. I closed my eyes and sat down with my knees wrapped around my knees. I hoped to wake up, even though it was too realistic. When the man's scream stopped, in the distance I heard shots and screams of angry people.
I looked at what was happening. All the inhabitants began to chase another man as if nothing had happened. Dust began to float in the air. The blond man shot everyone who tried to approach, and attacked those who came too close with a knife. It was very bloody. He shot off some of his hands and slit the throats of others. Blood poured everywhere, staining with its scarlet color.
I heard a machine growling, and when I looked in the direction of the noise, it turned out to be a muscular man with a bag on his head, who was now attacking the other man with a saw. Blondas ran away from him, turning and shooting at him every now and then, but it seemed as if he felt nothing and was immortal. The guy with the chainsaw was about to catch up with him when the bell rang out of the church. Everyone froze abruptly and walked slowly to the wooden building. The man stood in surprise in the middle of the road, watching everyone walk in the same direction as if nothing had happened.
I watched slightly surprised by the actions of the residents. When everyone had entered this poor building, I decided to act. I leaned out slightly to see if anyone was there, but it was empty. There was only this man standing a distance away from me. I thought about it for a while, but then I decided it would be a good idea to go to him and see if he could somehow tell me what this place was and how to get home.
With a beating heart, I began to slowly approach the man, ready to run away at any moment. The blond man turned towards me and watched me intently. When I was about a meter away from him, I stopped and looked at him. For a moment we stood in embarrassing silence.
- Excuse me, sir... Do you speak English? Hablas ingles?
- Yes... What are you doing here, kid?
-I'm trying to find out... I have no idea where I am or how I got here.
- Don't you remember anything?
-No. Only when I lose consciousness and wake up in one of the huts.
- Was anyone with you?
-No.
-I can help you come home, but you have to wait for a while, because it is not possible for now.
I hesitated for a moment. The circumstances were unusual, and the man seemed quite friendly. Normally, I wouldn't talk to a strange man, but that's probably the only way to get out of this sick place. I'm sure that if they come back, I won't survive this meeting this time. I was lucky enough to come across an old lady who was probably slower than the rest. After a moment, I sighed and nodded.
- Ok. That's the best idea so far.
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I'm sorry it took me so long, but I've had a lot on my mind lately. I hope you enjoyed it. There will be another chapter soon, but first I will probably publish headcannons or short stories. I wish you a nice day/night.
Your
Cherry
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❝September 30th, 1998...❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 1;︎ │Pt. 1 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝September 30th, 1998...❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 1;︎ │Pt. 2 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
Leon’s companion Pokémon would SO be Lucario (that he hatched and raised himself) or an Arcanine and no one can tell me otherwise
Leon; ✿
A Lucario that he found as an egg, hatched it and raised it from Riolu to Lucario; the two are inseparable like a match made in heaven.
An Arcanine that he rescued and it wouldn’t stop following him, he inadvertently adopted it until he gave in. The two bicker (as well as a Pokémon and human can) but their synergy is impeccable.
Luis; ✿
Gives team rocket ‘James’ vibes, probably has something like a reuniclus with a strange obsession of climbing on his head.
It for sure helps him with his science, little smart babies.
Ada; ✿
Sneazel. Agile, stealthy and quick. Ada’s exact Pokémon half — they would soooo be a duo not to mess with.
Froslass could also be an interesting pairing; despite her red palette, I’m leaning towards ice types. Despite their many weaknesses.
Ashley; ✿
She for SURE has an eeveelution somewhere, putting bets on a leafeon. Childhood friends throughout.
Otherwise, my bets are on an autumn deerling.
Leon’s companion Pokémon would SO be Lucario (that he hatched and raised himself) or an Arcanine and no one can tell me otherwise
❝A young girl? Talk. Now.❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 2;︎ │Pt. 1 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝A young girl? Talk. Now.❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 2;︎ │Pt. 2 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝Think you can swallow me whole, huh?❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 3;︎ │Pt. 1 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』 TW/; blood, injured animal
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝Think you can swallow me whole, huh?❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 3;︎ │Pt. 2 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』 TW/; blood
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝Ashley? Ashley Graham, are you in here?❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 4; 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝Why are you helping us?❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 5;︎ │Pt. 1 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝Why are you helping us?❞
『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』 Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 5;︎ │Pt. 2
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
Giving Resident Evil characters a song (or few) from my personal playlist because I’m bored. Pt. 1
Some may not fit! It’s from a small playlist.
pt. 2 | pt. 3
claire;
leon;
ada;
Giving Resident Evil characters a song (or few) from my personal playlist because I’m bored. Pt. 2
Some may not fit! It’s from a small playlist.
pt. 1 | pt. 3
sherry;
Jill;
Carlos;
Chris;
Giving Resident Evil characters a song (or few) from my personal playlist because I’m bored. Pt. 3
Some may not fit! It’s from a small playlist.
pt. 1 | pt. 2
Ashley;
Luis;
Krauser;
Wesker;
❝Why are you helping us?❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 5;︎ │Pt. 3 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.
❝I am flattered, but I'm a one-lady type of guy.❞
Leon Kennedy;︎ │Chapter 6;︎ 『Leon Kennedy Photos Below』 TW/; blood
Outfit; │
credit to pakjuaan for the outfit.