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[iaure]

𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁; 𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗼𝗿

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟthe dearest collection - part one/beloved 𓆩♡𓆪 part two/prized 𓆩♡𓆪 part three/devoted 𓆩♡𓆪 part four/desperate 𓆩♡𓆪 part five/blind 𓆩♡𓆪 part six/watcher 𓆩♡𓆪 part seven/ardor 𓆩♡𓆪 part eight/fervor this is very heavily inspired by @//clusterfuck-yandere's yandere leon headcanons; please check out their works. this is something of a love letter to their puppy obsession series.

yandere leon s. kennedy headcanons; reader is a survivor of raccoon city.

tw: general yandere behaviour, stalking, harassment, ptsd, entrapment, delusional thinking

notes: the formatting will be slightly different in some parts, as using the headcanon format with dialogue can feel quite clunky.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ it's here it's here! the confrontation! leon being needy and begging! it's here! there were some zingers in this that made me laugh, and i hope they make you laugh too! i want to write the nsfw accompaniment after part 8 or 9 Ꮚ☆ꈊ☆Ꮚ i'm also getting a new pc!! which will be so so nice!! but that might mess with my writing for a bit, as i'll be getting it set up !

this was too much.

♡ you know, you'd imagine a situation like this a handful of times.

♡ a man sitting before you, with flowers and candles and clothes that looked divine and an expression of reverence beyond worship.

♡ in your head, it weas usually after a year or two of dating, followed by a proposal and living life happily ever after.

♡ but this situation felt like a cruel parody of that.

♡ when you saw Leon on your couch, your blood ran cold.

♡ this was something you'd hear about on some shitty crime podcast or an even shittier show on some late night cable channel.

♡ what was he going to do? drug you? kidnap you? kill you, even?

♡ when he said that you needed to talk, it was like a waking nightmare.

♡ he seemed like he was trying to be as non-threatening as possible, though.

♡ he was staring up at you with big puppy-dog eyes, and his floppy hair fell over his eyes.

♡ he looked absolutely desperate, and when you froze in your tracks, he held up his hands.

♡ "i'm not mad at you! i swear!"

♡ his voice was a bit pitched up, and his nervousness would've been if he hadn't blocked off your door and broken into your home.

♡ "get out of my apartment."

♡ Leon was clearly distressed, trying to placate you with fear on his face.

♡ "wait, wait, please!" he begged. "please, i just need you to listen to me!"

♡ and just for a moment, something wavered.

♡ he was, at one point, your friend. he deserved at least a chance to explain himself before you had him thrown in prison with a sturdy restraining order.

♡ you hesitated, but crossed your arms. "then talk."

♡ and the proverbial dam broke.

♡ Leon, at first, was just babbling, hands waving everywhere as he tried to spit everything out at once before you lost what little patience you had left.

♡ it was almost cartoonish, but you put your hand up. "i don't understand gibberish."

♡ he stopped immediately, eyes wide, and took a breath. he began padding down his pockets for something, and you realised that he was fumbling for flashcards that were sticking out.

♡ when he finally got to them, he took a second to read over the first, and you saw that his hands were shaking.

♡ and as he took a breath to compose himself, you watched his face.

♡ he had a ruddy, blotchy blush across his cheeks, and his mouth was slightly agape.

♡ when he looked up at you past his bangs, you saw his eyes, and they were by far the most expressive part. they were fully on you; not predatory, but oozing devotion. not lust. not childish infatuation. love.

♡ love, dedication, worship.

♡ all for you.

♡ there was a second where he just looked between you and the flash cards, before tossing them onto your coffee table.

♡ "i love you!"

♡ the look you gave him was...unimpressed to say the least.

♡ "and why does that warrant you breaking in?"

♡ you could see his heart plummet at your questioning.

♡ "i...i needed to talk to you. and you've been avoiding me, so..."

♡ "and how does that translate into you harassing me? stalking me? scaring the hell out of me?"

♡ were he a dog, his puppy ears would've been plastered to the side of his head.

♡ it was like you were kicking him while he was down.

♡ you began walking over to your landline, about to dial 911, when he shot up form the couch.

♡ before you could even react-was he going to attack you?!-he made an abrupt dive and clung to your legs, holding steadfast and almost making you fall over.

♡ it was, truthfully, pathetic.

♡ and you stared down at him.

Leon looked closed to tears, placing his head against your thighs and locking his hands around the back of your knees.

"Please! Please don't!" He was whimpering and borderline about to shout, breathing hard. "If you leave, I'll die! My heart would just stop beating! I can't live without you! You're everything to me! You're my world, and-! Please!"

You stared down at him. He looked helpless, like he really would just drop dead if you picked up the landline. And there was a second where you just felt...bad.

Everything he had done was with good intention, even though it was creepy. He never did hurt you, and it was clear that something was just...wrong with him.

He saw your silence, your stillness, and looked up at you with those big hopeful eyes, wide and glittering from his tears. He slowly stood, still staring at you, and began gently guiding you back to the couch.

"Please. Just hear me out."

He sat down, and you sat down, and there was a beat of silence. Then he opened his mouth, and everything came out like a waterfall.

♡ he admitted to being K.

♡ you knew-suspected-guessed-had a hunch-but it still made you ache. how long had he been like this?

♡ his devotion was obvious. he began listing off things he did for the sake of honesty.

♡ he admitted to stealing your clothes, to breaking in and stalking you. at first, it was like a sick joke with everything he said.

♡ but slowly...you started to get less mad.

♡ he broke into your house...to clean.

♡ he followed you to and from work...to protect you.

♡ he never once meant to harm you or others. physically, at least, as he confessed wanting to get Selia fired.

♡ he admitted to having to build up the courage to talk to you, standing outside, watching...out of love.

♡ he tried everything to take care of you.

♡ and something in your heart shifted.

♡ he did this, and certainly he needed help, but was it really fair?

♡ he risked so much to do what he perceived as love. as care.

♡ maybe...you could help him get help. you doubted he was lucid enough to know he needed it.

While you thought, Leon kept on talking, trying to keep you hooked on his words until your patience was gone again.

"I've loved you for...god, so long now. It's been months, I think. You were always just so nice, even to people you didn't know, you know?" He played with his hands, the desperation in his voice beginning to edge away. "Back on the forum, I didn't like that you were trying to help everyone by yourself. And you were always so sweet when you responded to me. It felt like I knew you my entire life. The people from Raccoon City, the people that know what happened...it's really a world of it's own."

You nodded. It really was. Leon sighed.

"Trying to save those two...I never said their names, did I? Sherry and Claire. Sherry was maybe ten, I think. She was under my care for a while, and I saw how the outbreak was scary. Caring for someone like that is scary. And you were trying to do it for so many people. I wanted to help you."

"You know stalking someone is scary?" You glanced up at him, breaking your gaze from the flashcards that sat on the table.

"I'm sorry." He whimpered. "I'm sorry."

"When you sent those messages, I was scared shitless, Leon." Your voice was firm, but quiet. "I thought you were going to kill me or kidnap me or something."

"Never!" Leon's voice jumped. "I'd never do that! Swear to god! I wouldn't ever hurt you! I just-! I was scared. Scared that you hurt yourself, or something. I wanted to respect your privacy for as long as possible, but...I really wasn't sure what happened."

You stayed silent.

"And I love you. I really do." Leon bit his lip, trying not to cry again. "I know I didn't really talk about my family."

"Mhm." You watched him bite, eyes going up and down and across his face. "You knew all about mine."

"I'm sorry."

"Your family?"

"They're...well, my parents died when I was a kid. And a cop took me in. And there was a lot of people liked me when I was a teenager for my looks, and it really messed me up. Literally right before the outbreak, I had just broken up with my girlfriend."

You raised an eyebrow, and Leon gulped.

"Am I a rebound or something?"

"No! No! I didn't mean it like that!" Leon gasped, jumping out of his seat and reaching across the table. Your hands had been right on the edge, and when he touched them, you pulled back a bit. "She didn't really seem to love me, and I wanted someone who wanted more than just a guy who was nice-looking. And you were nice to me when you didn't even know who I was. And you were nice to me at the bakery, and during the power outage, and it was just a lot."

You were silent again, biting the inside of your cheek. Leon began panicking again.

"I wanna marry you someday. If you want to get married, that is. I wanna do everything for you. I want you to just stay home or go out and have fun or do whatever you want while I take care of the house. I want to see you happy. I want to see you safe. I want you to live out the best life you possibly can, and I want to be next to you during all of it."

You finally spoke, and your hands reached forward a bit to actually hold Leon's. He gave a stuttering gasp, and you could feel the sweat building up.

"What do you want out of this?"

"What?" He tilted his head, squinting. He took a second for it to compute, before making a confused expression. "What?"

"You came in today hoping for an outcome." Your words were eerily clinical. "What's that outcome? The best case scenario?"

Leon went still, thinking hard. His eyes glanced to the side, before nodding.

"I want to marry you."

"No."

"Okay." He gave a bitter chuckle at your quick response, face falling with a wince.

"However."

"However?!" He gasped, lighting back up again.

"I'm open to dating-"

Before you could even finish, Leon leapt up with a cheer, picking you up and swinging you around in a hug. The sudden brute strength was startling, but he was too busy rejoicing to notice your gasp.

"I'll be the best boyfriend ever, I promise! I'll do everything for you, I'll move in right away-or you can move in with me! We'll figure it out! I love you! I'm so excited! This is the best day of my life! I love you so much!"

"L-Leon!" You gasped, trying to get some words out past his bear hug. "On some conditions!"

Leon stopped swinging you around, putting you on your feet with a big grin.

"Of course! Anything!"

"One-don't threaten Selia."

"Who?"

"My coworker?" At your words, Leon's eyes went wide, with a 'ooohhh'. "I, believe or not, like hanging out with her."

"Okay." Leon nodded.

"Stop stealing my stuff. Ask first."

"Sounds good!"

"And just walk me home. Don't stalk me."

"I mean, I was doing that before..."

"Don't sass me."

"You're the boss!" Leon bent over to kiss you with a happy smile, but you blocked him with your hand, putting it over your mouth. He laid a full smooch onto your palm, opening his eyes with a questioning look.

"Mmh mmh? (Too soon?)"

"Yes, Leon. Too soon."

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[iaure]

𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁; 𝗳𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝗿

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟthe dearest collection - part one/beloved 𓆩♡𓆪 part two/prized 𓆩♡𓆪 part three/devoted 𓆩♡𓆪 part four/desperate 𓆩♡𓆪 part five/blind 𓆩♡𓆪 part six/watcher 𓆩♡𓆪 part seven/ardor 𓆩♡𓆪 part eight/fervor

this is very heavily inspired by @//clusterfuck-yandere's yandere leon headcanons; please check out their works. this is something of a love letter to their puppy obsession series. roadmap for future dearest parts with dates

yandere leon s. kennedy headcanons; reader is a survivor of raccoon city.

tw: general yandere behaviour, stalking, harassment, ptsd, entrapment, delusional thinking

notes: the formatting will be slightly different in some parts, as using the headcanon format with dialogue can feel quite clunky.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ guess who's back?!?!?! muerte is here and ready to rumble!! minor hiatus over - and I'm coming in swinging! melania content is going to follow shortly, as I missed it on my roadmap, but i wanted to prioritise this!! wahh!!!! ᏊΦ ꈊ ΦᏊ

this couldn't ever possibly be enough.

♡ you were so close to him.

♡ for the first time in so long, you weren't hidden away, like some fairy tale.

♡ your face was certainly something-a mix of horror, confusion, and what he was sure was simply complicated happiness, not disgust.

♡ but Leon didn't mind, nor care.

♡ this would go swimmingly!!

♡ he'd gotten all dolled up and everything.

♡ there was no coworker to hide you away. no job to steal your time.

♡ it was just him and you! alone! in your apartment!

♡ his joy was practically overflowing.

♡ he knew you'd understand!

♡ you were so sweet, so kind...there was no way you wouldn't!

♡ at your silence, he realised you were most likely nervous.

♡ after all, saying 'we need to talk' is always scary.

♡ you were probably worried sick that he was upset with you! that he was angry that you couldn't see him!

♡ but he'd never be angry at you. never.

♡ "i'm not mad at you! i swear!"

♡ he gave you the best smile he could, despite his heart launching into his throat.

♡ you were too cute!

♡ he was gonna date you, marry you, woo you, sweep you off your feet, get a house together-

♡ "get out of my apartment."

♡ the vitriol in your tone was enough to make his heart drop to his shoes.

♡ where did this come from?

♡ it made his stomach churn.

♡ all he did was love you. how would that garner such anger?

♡ the fantasy of how this would play out began to tear at the seams.

♡ he knew that you had no pity or love for him, in that second.

♡ he didn't understand how this could've started off so poorly, but he knew that he needed to get out what he needed to say now.

♡ "wait, wait, please!" he begged. "please, i just need you to listen to me!"

♡ your face shifted into something uncomfortable, like you were watching a bug, and he felt so...small.

♡ why did you feel this way about him? what did he do wrong?

♡ he wanted to crawl into a hole and die, just from the sheer pity and disgust of your gaze alone.

♡ you crossed your arms.

♡ "then talk."

♡ he immediately been pooling out his confession, stuttering and stumbling over his own words and embarrassment.

♡ he could barely hear what he was saying, let alone you possibly understanding it.

♡ he was functioning purely off of fear now, ready to sob and beg to whatever higher power that he had a chance.

♡ you put your hand up. "i don't understand gibberish."

♡ the force with which Leon's jaw clamped shut was biblical.

♡ he felt like a puppy who'd been chastised, wanting nothing more than to please you, to make you happy.

♡ his brain ran completely blank. he didn't what to say, what to do, how to fix this.

♡ wait! the flashcards!

♡ he began fumbling into his pockets, yanking out the flashcards. but some fell out of his hands, some were upside down, and others were smudged.

♡ it felt like the world was ending.

♡ you were watching him, and the sheer humiliation of it all felt like his entire existence was for naught.

♡ no, no. he couldn't give up. you gave him a chance, and if he blew it, he'd never forgive himself.

♡ he had this one opportunity.

♡ he stared up at you, at how you towered over him while he was sitting. you were so...perfect. how could he compare?

♡ he took a deep breath. he needed to calm down. calm...

♡ and he knew what he had to do.

♡ "i love you!"

♡ he was sure that his honesty would win you over, would bring back your love for him.

♡ but you raised an eyebrow, and he could only stare in horror.

♡ "and why does that warrant you breaking in?"

♡ your line of questioning made his heart fall into the earth's crust.

♡ he could only gape for a second, trying to realise just where along the line this went so wrong.

♡ it totally wasn't when he barricaded you in with him, right?

♡ "i...i needed to talk to you. and you've been avoiding me, so..."

♡ your frown was worse than any kind of possible nightmare he could have.

♡ "and how does that translate into you harassing me? stalking me? scaring the hell out of me?"

♡ the guilt was eating him alive. he absolutely, totally, completely went about this the wrong way, and now he's paying for it.

♡ you get up to move, and instantly, he knew it was now or never.

♡ if he let you get any further away, then he'd be giving up.

♡ he made an unceremonious dive for your legs, praying and sobbing against everything that you wouldn't just kick him in the shins.

Leon looked up at you, at how your face contorted into confused disgust. You looked at him as though he were nothing more than the dirt under your feet. And he hated to admit just how much he liked it. You were looking at him. It was everything. The smell of you overwhelmed him, eyes wide and a flush on his cheeks.

"Please! Please don't!" He hated just how much this made his heart thunder in his chest. You were looking at him. All he wanted was your eyes on him, all the time. If you looked away, he'd just...die. It'd be all over. Look at him, every day, please? "If you leave, I'll die! My heart would just stop beating! I can't live without you! You're everything to me! You're my world, and-! Please!"

You looked at him, scanning over his face as your nose scrunched up. Your mouth was slightly askew, tired from your work and from Leon...and you were perfect. Tears came to his eyes from just how overwhelming the entire situation was. This was the closest he'd been to you since you let him sleep in your bed. He knew he needed you to move, to get away from anywhere away from him.

He stood, gently tracing his hand up your body as he began to lead you back to the couch. Your movements were so slow, so uncertain...but that was alright. This was all about you and ensuring your own sense.

He had to come clean.

♡ he confessed to having known you on the internet, even back then.

♡ the look on your face was...something. you didn't seem as surprised as he thought you would be.

♡ he confessed to having come into your home before. he admitted to snagging some of his own prizes, to indulging a bit. he admitted to making sure you got home safe, in his own way.

♡ there was a lot he confessed, but he didn't particularly care or mind.

♡ he could see you think, could see your opinion shift in and out as he spoke.

♡ he wasn't sure what all your thoughts were. but you didn't look at him with disgust anymore.

♡ it leaned more towards pity, truthfully, but he certainly didn't mind.

♡ you didn't hate him anymore.

♡ this had gone the absolute best way possible.

Leon kept on talking, praying that the more he did, the more likely you were to love him back. To give him the dedication he gave you. All he ever wanted was you. If you'd feed him even a sliver of that...he'd be happy beyond belief.

"I've loved you for...god, so long now. It's been months, I think. You were always just so nice, even to people you didn't know, you know?" He played with his hands, hoping that you'd take what he said to heart. "Back on the forum, I didn't like that you were trying to help everyone by yourself. And you were always so sweet when you responded to me. It felt like I knew you my entire life. The people from Raccoon City, the people that know what happened...it's really a world of it's own."

The memories of what had happened, those he met. Those he left behind. Marvin. Ada. Those that he failed. There was nothing that could even come close, Leon was sure of that.

"Trying to save those two...I never said their names, did I? Sherry and Claire. Sherry was maybe ten, I think. She was under my care for a while, and I saw how the outbreak was scary. Caring for someone like that is scary. And you were trying to do it for so many people. I wanted to help you."

"You know stalking someone is scary?" You looked up at him with those pretty eyes, but your voice was gentle now. Sweet, succulent, worried. He cast his head down in shame.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I'm sorry."

"When you sent those messages, I was scared shitless, Leon." Your voice was firm, but quiet, trying to get the point across. "I thought you were going to kill me or kidnap me or something."

"Never!" Leon's heart leapt back to his throat at the idea. He'd rather die than any harm come to you, at all, ever. "I'd never do that! Swear to god! I wouldn't ever hurt you! I just-! I was scared. Scared that you hurt yourself, or something. I wanted to respect your privacy for as long as possible, but...I really wasn't sure what happened."

You stayed quiet, and the fear of you getting mad again began to well up.

"And I love you. I really do." Leon bit his lip, trying not to cry again. "I know I didn't really talk about my family."

"Mhm." Your eyes flicked across his face, he saw, and he couldn't help the flush. "You knew all about mine."

"I'm sorry."

"Your family?"

"They're...well, my parents died when I was a kid. And a cop took me in. And there was a lot of people liked me when I was a teenager for my looks, and it really messed me up. Literally right before the outbreak, I had just broken up with my girlfriend."

You raised an eyebrow and Leon faltered. Maybe you were the jealous type. Maybe you didn't like that he had a girlfriend.

"Am I a rebound or something?"

"No! No! I didn't mean it like that!" Leon felt like shrieking, trying to temper his voice but horrified at the idea that you'd think you were a rebound. His ex couldn't possibly begin to compare to you, in your divine glory. "She didn't really seem to love me, and I wanted someone who wanted more than just a guy who was nice-looking. And you were nice to me when you didn't even know who I was. And you were nice to me at the bakery, and during the power outage, and it was just a lot."

A lot. That was one way to put it.

You finally spoke, and your hands reached forward a bit to actually hold Leon's. He gave a stuttering gasp, and his eyes went wide. You were touching him. He wasn't forcing it. He wasn't reaching over for you. It was you. All you. You wanted to touch him. You wanted to hold his hand. You wanted him! You wanted him!!

"What do you want out of this?"

"What?" He had to snap out of the haze of you holding his hand, tilting his head. "What?"

"You came in today hoping for an outcome." Your words were stiff, almost practiced. "What's that outcome? The best case scenario?"

Leon went still. What did he want? The best outcome was that the two of you would date, be wed, have a house, share insurance, get two cars, and Leon would come home to you, and...well. Maybe capping it at marriage was the smart idea.

"I want to marry you."

"No."

"Okay." He gave a bitter chuckle at your quick response, face falling with a wince. That was...to be expected. Of course you'd say no. You were the practical type.

"However."

"However?!" He gasped, lighting back up again. However what! He felt like a dog, with someone opening a bag of treats.

"I'm open to dating-"

Yes!!!

God loved Leon. He was the world's favourite person. He was the luckiest man to breathe. The possibility that you would even entertain the thought of dating him was everything. He could touch you. Hug you. Kiss you! Hold you! Hug you! He thought of hugging twice, but the idea was just too good to pass up. He scooped you up into his arms, cheering as calmly as he possibly could.

"I'll be the best boyfriend ever, I promise! I'll do everything for you, I'll move in right away-or you can move in with me! We'll figure it out! I love you! I'm so excited! This is the best day of my life! I love you so much!"

"L-Leon!" You gasped, trying to get some words out past his bear hug. "On some conditions!"

Leon let you go, keeping his hands on your arms. His grin was like the sun opening up. If you asked him for the moon on a ring, he'd like the band with the stars and forge it all with the sun and make metal out of the night sky. He'd do anything.

"Of course! Anything!"

"One-don't threaten Selia."

"Who?" He paused. He knew only of a handful of people, but Selia wasn't a name he recalled.

"My coworker?" At your words, Leon's eyes went wide, with a 'ooohhh'. "I, believe or not, like hanging out with her."

"Okay." Leon nodded.

"Stop stealing my stuff. Ask first."

"Sounds good!"

"And just walk me home. Don't stalk me."

"I mean, I was doing that before..."

"Don't sass me."

"You're the boss!" Leon leaned down to kiss you, the joy in his heart about to make him combust. If he was going to die of joy, he wanted to sneak a kiss in first, so he can say he had the single greatest experience mankind could possibly achieve. But when he closed his eyes, he felt something that wasn't quite your soft lips. It was the palm of your hand, a bit sweaty against his mouth. He opened his eyes, blinking fast and still on top of the world.

"Mmh mmh? (Too soon?)"

"Yes, Leon. Too soon."

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[iaure]

𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁; 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟthe dearest collection - part one/beloved 𓆩♡𓆪 part two/prized 𓆩♡𓆪 part three/devoted 𓆩♡𓆪 part four/desperate 𓆩♡𓆪 part five/blind 𓆩♡𓆪 part six/watcher 𓆩♡𓆪 part seven/ardor 𓆩♡𓆪 part eight/fervor this is very heavily inspired by @//clusterfuck-yandere's yandere leon headcanons; please check out their works. this is something of a love letter to their puppy obsession series.

yandere leon s. kennedy headcanons; reader is a survivor of raccoon city. tw: general yandere behaviour, stalking, harassment, ptsd, mentions of panic attacks, entrapment, delusional thinking, notes: Leon doesn't know Selia's name, nor does he care to; thus, she's referred to as 'your coworker'.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ aaa this took longer than i thought! i got caught up in things :( but no matter! there's going to be a poll coming out sometime tomorrow; please have such an enthusiastic response to this poll as you did the last one!! it will determine the fate of You and Leon!

things were going great.

♡ Leon had been walking you home almost every closing shift you had.

♡ you'd been inviting him over more often, and even though you were having him in your bed anymore, this was just as good.

♡ he kept on trying to show just how good of a boyfriend he could be.

♡ he'd try anything for you, even stuff he sucked at.

♡ cooking? sure, he burned it every time (or had some other strange disaster), but he'd pay for something even better that he knew you'd like.

♡ every time, it was like he was jumping up and down, waving his arms; look, look! he was a provider! he could support you! you wouldn't even have to leave your house!

♡ flowers? for sure! he'd get the stuff that florists would point his way, and granted, it was probably a racket for him to spend money, but he didn't mind.

♡ cleaning? for sure! that's one thing he actually enjoyed doing, and he'd get it done in record time.

♡ he tried absolutely everything.

but that perfection couldn't last forever.

♡ your coworker got jealous.

♡ he never really liked her. she seemed too snotty and a bad influence on you, even if she made you laugh.

♡ Leon knew you were perfect. he knew others would want you.

♡ why was he so naïve to think that would never happen?

♡ but then the worst possible outcome began happening.

♡ you started pulling away.

♡ he knew you weren't doing it on purpose! you weren't doing it to break his heart!

♡ he knew it was that nasty, jealous, vindictive bitch was behind it.

♡ when he would come in, she'd lie about where you were or whether or not you'd came in. and he'd know she was lying because he saw you clock in!

♡ she'd say you were in trouble for something, but he knew you weren't because you were never in trouble.

♡ he'd leave, because how would he be able to work around that he knew?

♡ he, at very least, knew you had been working in the back more often, and he just knew it was your coworker hiding you away.

♡ he was bitter.

♡ never at you, of course. you were perfectly innocent in this entire situation.

♡ but your coworker?

♡ she needed to go. stat.

♡ he, truthfully, was ashamed how quickly he was ready to resort to dirty tactics.

♡ but he didn't start this war. he was just going to finish it.

♡ Leon started trying to intercept moments that your coworker would insert herself into.

♡ but he was foiled, every time.

♡ power conveniently went out in your building? he'd go rushing to your door, only to find you giggling at something your coworker was saying.

♡ you were closing tonight? he'd cut his workout short and haul ass to the bakery, only to find your coworker opening the door, shooting him a shit-eating grin.

♡ after the heavenly dream he was walking with you before, this was a downright nightmare.

♡ he couldn't feel you anymore, see you smile at him, or even stand nearby.

♡ he had nothing.

unfortunately, this also meant he had nothing to lose.

♡ he went from 'strange and unusual punishment' to 'illegal tactics used against journalists' in a heartbeat.

♡ he began editing faux police reports directed at your coworker. theft? robbery? harassment? assault? it had it all.

♡ STRATCOM resources were unparalleled.

♡ his plan was to slowly release the information to the owner of the bakery, steal some cash (which would appear conveniently in your apartment for your benefit), and the rest would write itself.

♡ she'd be out of your life, out of the way, and he'd be able to get right back on track.

♡ but then he had a terrible realisation.

♡ your coworker was still your friend, after all.

♡ a vision of your pretty eyes filled with tears came to him, and he (reluctantly) realised he would have to avoid the nuclear option. for now.

♡ he knew, then, what he had to do.

♡ he had to talk to you. one on one.

♡ the idea of talking to you after so long was thrilling, to say the least.

♡ he thought of every possible outcome he could.

♡ if you thought he was going to hurt you (he'd never!!) and you tried to bolt to the door, then he'd have to figure out how to block it.

♡ he'd have to ask you to let him in first, but would you really? maybe it'd be better to get in with the spare key again.

♡ he couldn't mess up his speech either, so he'd bring flashcards. he always found them helpful back in the police academy.

♡ he'd get dinner, he'd clean up the place, get candles, flowers!

♡ he'd go the whole nine yards to try and convince you that he was worth having in your life.

♡ he didn't want to wear a suit, in case things got complicated (what if you tried something crazy like diving out the window?!), but he still wanted to look nice, so he defaulted to a black turtleneck and some nice pants.

♡ if he was lucky, it would look just like you had an apologetic husband. give or take a couple of weights to block the door off of with.

♡ it only took two days to get everything ready.

♡ you had walked yourself home (you were so brave, he loved that), and when you walked into your apartment, you didn't even notice him in the kitchen.

♡ were you just that tired? poor thing. after all this, you two could nap together.

♡ you didn't come out of your room until he moved the bag to the door, as quietly as he could.

♡ but forty-nine weights weren't exactly quiet.

♡ you finally walked out, half-relaxed and perfect and freshly changed and comfortable and-

♡ your face.

♡ it was a strange mix of restrained joy, shock, concern, confusion-everything he expected. a little hurt, even, though he wasn't sure why.

♡ but as he sat on your couch, trying to keep eye contact for as long as he could, he swallowed.

♡ his hands laced together. his heart pounded in his ears.

"we need to talk."

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𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁; 𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗱

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟthe dearest collection - part one/beloved 𓆩♡𓆪 part two/prized 𓆩♡𓆪 part three/devoted 𓆩♡𓆪 part four/desperate 𓆩♡𓆪 part five/blind 𓆩♡𓆪 part six/watcher 𓆩♡𓆪 part seven/ardor 𓆩♡𓆪 part eight/fervor this is very heavily inspired by @//clusterfuck-yandere's yandere leon headcanons; please check out their works. this is something of a love letter to their puppy obsession series.

yandere leon s. kennedy headcanons; reader is a survivor of raccoon city. tw: general yandere behaviour, stalking, harassment, ptsd, mentions of panic attacks, entrapment

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ wait a week, muerte...a week off...but i am apparently incapable of that. i'm certainly not complaining. these next two chapters are going to be much shorter, as there's more plot as well as giving your coworker a name, but leon's perspective is coming next!! i've also been getting into welcome home arg; it looks very fun!!

things had been dying down.

♡ your life had been smoothing itself out after that night with Leon, and he'd been taking it upon himself to walk you home when you close.

♡ you've been more relaxed, especially if he stays the night. he doesn't sleep in your bed, sure, but it's nice just having him around.

♡ the eyes on you seemed to have gone away, and things in your house stopped moving.

♡ or, at least, you wanted to tell yourself that.

♡ but some pieces are clicking, forming one horrible, ugly puzzle.

♡ you figured Leon had always been a bit focus on you. that much was obvious.

♡ but you began actually seeing how he treats you.

♡ he's clingy, dedicated; it's almost like worship.

♡ his eyes are always on you, no matter what.

♡ if you weren't in his line of sight, he'd evidently freak, or at least be upset-the bed incident was a great example.

♡ he knew everything about you, but you knew next to nothing about him.

♡ his birthday? his favourite colour? family? nothing.

♡ all you knew was his name, and that he survived raccoon city, which you weren't even sure of at this point.

♡ how much of what he said was a lie to get close to you?

♡ and his name! it took you far, far longer than you would've liked to put together what K meant - K for Kennedy.

and it broke your heart.

♡ because Leon was just so sweet.

♡ he was so caring to you, carrying groceries and hanging out with you and at one point even attempting to cook you dinner, which ended up burnt beyond belief.

♡ you didn't want to accept the idea that it was him doing all of this.

♡ but everything only made sense if it was him.

♡ maybe he used to sneak into your house, but your superintendent changed your locks and you'd been inviting him into your apartment.

♡ maybe he'd been satisfied from that.

♡ either way, you weren't sure how to handle it.

♡ lately, you've been trying to avoid him.

♡ you haven't been able to make him not walk you home, not yet, but for different shifts you've had some peace.

♡ he hasn't been watching you the way he did before-not lately.

♡ but he has been mopey.

♡ about half of the time, if he tries coming into your work, you hide in the back.

♡ your coworker, bless her, always covered for you.

♡ if Leon asked where you were, she'd respond that you were were working in the back, smooth as butter.

♡ Leon would mope, and ask to see you, but your coworker would make up a smooth lie. your favourite had been that your boss had gotten upset with how distracted Leon had been making you, so you'd been placed in the back to be more 'efficient'.

♡ Leon would leave with his tail between his legs.

♡ speaking of your coworker, you'd be confiding in her more!

♡ her name was Selia, and she was a sorely needed ally.

♡ she was much taller than you, and younger by about a year; but she acted mature, and had a sharp tongue and quick wit, so working with her was always pleasant.

♡ she was the only other employee at the bakery aside from the owner, and she often was in charge of the baking itself.

♡ you confessed to her about your suspicions with Leon, and she took it upon herself to try and help you.

♡ she acted as though he'd committed something far more vicious, accusing him of capital crimes.

♡ and as much as the situation sucked, it made you laugh.

♡ you knew Leon was picking up on it, too.

♡ he'd been more irritable to Selia and other people that hung around you, and far more clingy to you specifically.

♡ he never got mad, but you hated to think just what his version of mad would look like.

slowly, you began replacing Leon with Selia.

♡ it was Selia walking you home, Selia was your pizza buddy, Selia stayed up with you on the phone when you were having a panic attack; Selia was your friend.

♡ there were a handful of times where Leon would go out of his way to catch you.

♡ he'd show up during another (surprisingly frequent) power outage, geared with his wonder bag and board games, only to discover that you had invited Selia instead.

♡ he'd come literally running down the block, trying to catch up to you during a closing shift

♡ but he'd stop dead in his tracks - literally skidding to a stop - a yard away from the door when he'd see Selia holding the lock for you so you could get your things together.

♡ and you knew it hurt him.

♡ but how else were you going to cut him and his creepy antics off unless it was cold turkey?

♡ but sometimes, through the backdoor, during those power outages, during those moments after closing, you'd catch his eye.

♡ and the look he gave was haunting.

♡ it's as though the soul was sucked out of him, every time.

the guilt was going to eat you whole.

♡ there was the off chance that it wasn't Leon - that it was some other creep doing this. that little chance that you were just putting him through emotional torture, for no reason.

♡ but who else could it possibly be?

♡ who else would fit the profile so well?

♡ and were you willing to take that chance? were you willing to bet that it wasn't Leon, only for him to do something drastic? like kidnap you?

♡ no, you thought not.

♡ after a week of your forcible separation, you thought Leon got the message.

♡ you didn't feel him on you anymore; he didn't show up to your shifts. he was...gone.

♡ you walked home alone for the first time in forever, and all was well.

♡ you eventually got to the point, after three or four days, that you assumed he simply gave up.

♡ he'd find some other person who was pretty and smart and just the fit for him, you were sure.

♡ you began walking home more and more, against Selia's advice. But you didn't listen.

♡ it was a warm spring evening that you got home, and off-beat, everything was fine.

♡ you set your bag down, hoping to simply change out of your work clothes and then melt into your couch.

♡ in the middle of you changing, though, you heard a weird noise.

♡ it was by your door; a weird sort of 'thunk'. you wondered if some dipshit kids outside had thrown something against it.

♡ you huffed.

♡ once you finished changing, you stepped out of your room, ready to call some parents.

♡ but your heart stopped cold.

♡ Leon was in your living room.

♡ immediately, you looked to your front door, but he'd apparently already thought of that.

♡ he had put his wonder bag in front of it, and you could see inside several, at least dozens, of weights-the fabric of the bag was fraying the seams, several weights spilling over onto the floor. it was something that Leon would have trouble with, let alone you.

♡ it took a second for you to look back at Leon.

♡ and he looked...good.

♡ he'd done his hair, dressed in nice clothes, and had a set of flowers on the coffee table. if the situation was so nauseating, then it'd be almost cute how nervous he looked.

♡ he rose, playing with his hands

"we need to talk."

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𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁; 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟthe dearest collection - part one/beloved 𓆩♡𓆪 part two/prized 𓆩♡𓆪 part three/devoted 𓆩♡𓆪 part four/desperate 𓆩♡𓆪 part five/blind 𓆩♡𓆪 part six/watcher 𓆩♡𓆪 part seven/ardor 𓆩♡𓆪 part eight/fervor this is very heavily inspired by @//clusterfuck-yandere's yandere leon headcanons; please check out their works. this is something of a love letter to their puppy obsession series.

yandere leon s. kennedy headcanons; reader is a survivor of raccoon city.

tw: general yandere behaviour, NSFW (leon has an erotic daydream/slight somnophilia + it is marked by a large page marker like the one below), stalking, ptsd, mentions of mourning

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ i am very excited for part four! this one was much longer than the rest; this makes me happy. i may potentially take a slight break from this as i want to see where i want to take this small series; i want to deliver the best product i can to all of you ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ i also want to take time to create my own persona for this blog; i am thinking a sheep. what do you think? ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒

he'd been getting worse.

♡ the truth of the matter was that this was an addiction.

♡ Leon could manage to quit smoking. but this was entirely different. how do you quit someone?

♡ and it's not like it was hard to love you.

♡ gaining entry into your home wasn't difficult. you kept a spare key above the doorframe, and Leon was always careful to replace it.

♡ your apartment always smelled of you, felt like you, and whenever he went in, he couldn't help but imagine a life where he lived with you-as your boyfriend. Your fiancé? Your husband, if he dared.

♡ and he made sure to take care of you, even if you didn't know!

♡ he knew how hard it was for you to take care of yourself, especially with your work.

♡ when he saw that you had made yourself a list of things to do, he was so proud!

♡ he knew you were taking steps to live better. what was wrong with helping, just a little bit?

♡ a dish here, a wipedown there, a dusting every now and then. small things.

♡ he'd made a handful of habits, such as watching you sleep or snagging the occasional piece of clothing for his own purposes.

♡ your closet had just enough space for him to stow away if you ever showed signs of waking up.

♡ you were just too sweet. obsession was staring down Leon's love, and you didn't even know it.

how was he supposed to stay away?

♡ as for your work, Loen had made his peace with it.

♡ as alarming as it was that you were in possible danger every day, it also meant that you were happier, getting more sunshine, and the opportunity to get yourself nice things.

♡ your happiness always came first, after all.

♡ secondly was the blessing that Leon got that was seeing you whenever he could, just by strutting down from his gym and watching you brew some sort of ridiculous concoction.

♡ overall, your work was more positives than anything. besides, Leon could simply watch you walk to and fro from work to make sure you were safe.

♡ his perception of you had completely expanded as well.

♡ back then, on the AOL forum, he only knew a few vaguely scattered personal details that you'd hint at in posts and comments, mentioned offhand, like your brother.

♡ but now, he knew so much more.

♡ he knew your favourite colours, foods, hobbies, who you liked, who you didn't, what you thought about your work, your opinions on just about anything-you'd share them if he simply asked.

♡ you were so sweet, so clueless, and he loved it.

♡ you would spend hours with Leon simply talking about little to nothing, and it meant everything to him.

♡ you were so kind, so soft, and every word that fell from your lips was divine.

♡ for the last two weeks, he'd been as sneaky as he possibly could.

but you were bound to take notice.

♡ he was hanging out with you as you closed the bakery, counting out the tills and setting aside the deposits. Leon was simply happy to be in your presence.

♡ you began speaking about how you felt unsafe, about how you felt someone staring at you in the night.

♡ instantly, Leon felt guilty.

♡ he didn't mean to scare you. he was trying to protect you, for goodness' sake!

♡ he wasn't frustrated with you, though. of course. he never would be. you were perfect and did no wrong.

♡ he wished there was some way that he could convey he didn't want to hurt you on those nights where he made sure you were safe, but nothing seemed like a good idea.

♡ the guilt chewed away at his insides until you asked him that...holy, divine question.

"would you walk me home?"

♡ he might've gotten on his knees and wept.

♡ what opportunity was this? walking next to your warm body, in the rain, under an umbrella...almost like a couple.

♡ the idea sent Leon's heart into overdrive, pounding in his ears as all sorts of ideas filled his head.

♡ upon his enthusiastic agreement, your face filled with comfort, and Leon couldn't help but feel a bit delighted.

♡ he didn't care if he was going to get soaked. as you locked the door to the bakery, he took care to cover you entirely with the umbrella. you asked him if he was cold at all, but no. the heat of your body was enough to light him on fire.

♡ Leon was in heaven.

♡ during the whole walk, he made sure to keep an eye out on the off chance that there were bad actors around. he even made a show of whipping his head back and forth, which he knew you noticed.

♡ and several times, you laughed. oh, what a sweet angelic sound.

♡ how he wished this walk could last forever; your hand brushing against his, the gentle lull of your voice as you made conversation.

♡ he wasn't sure which god or entity or spirit or soul he pleased, but he was thanking all of them.

♡ when the two of you reached your apartment, he could feel himself deflate a bit. he was so endlessly grateful for the time you gave him, but he dared to want more.

♡ he knew he wouldn't be satiated, no matter what you did. but he could hope. he could pray.

♡ whatever prayer he said worked; you turned with an almost guilty look-as though you could ever be guilty-and asked him if he wanted to see the inside of your apartment.

♡ he practically cheered.

♡ when you turned to finish opening the door, he couldn't help a low whine from leaving his throat. his chest was tight, his heart was pounding, and it was like all his dreams were coming true.

♡ he had seen your apartment dozens of times. at that point, every photo and speck of dust had their locations memorised.

♡ spending time alone, with you, in your apartment, with your scent and your signs of life surrounding him might've even been too much to bear.

♡ but he accepted, because what insanity would it be for him to say no? what lunacy would have to possess him?

♡ upon stepping in, he did everything a polite guest should do; took off his shoes, set his bag and umbrella down, and proceeded to try and shake off the excess water.

♡ your laugh at his shake made his heart swell.

♡ you were trying to dig for food, and you had bent over at the waist; it made Leon delirious.

♡ he couldn't not stare.

♡ you either didn't notice or didn't mind, because you gave up, ordering a pizza instead.

♡ he tried to pay-this was dreamy enough, you didn't need to do anything else-but you insisted, saying it was your way of thanking him.

♡ thanking him? for what could you possibly be thanking him for? that walk was no burden, it was a blessing. why would you need to thank him?

but you refused his money.

♡ he felt guilty, but you turned on your TV and began watching some romantic sitcom that he'd never heard of before.

♡ was it a sign? Leon couldn't tell.

♡ the peace was domestic, crumbling away at Leon's self-restraint. why couldn't every day be like this?

♡ if he just told you, then you'd understand. you would forgive him. you would hold him close.

♡ his mind began to wander. did you think of him like that? did you even consider him as a romantic interest?

♡ would you? if he asked?

♡ the question, confession, was on the tip of his tongue.

♡ you were good. you were kind. you wouldn't be creeped out.

♡ he opened his mouth, and-

the power went out.

♡ his heart dropped to his toes, and all the courage he managed to muster disappeared as you got up to light some candles.

♡ he went back to his bag, rummaging for his military-grade flashlight that he kept on hand.

♡ he'd rather you have it, than something go wrong and you stumble in the dark.

♡ he'd rather walk home in the pouring rain than you risk anything for a second.

♡ you lit a handful of candles, setting them aside as he passed the flashlight off to you.

♡ he figured it was time to go, licking his wounds and dragging his pride and courage behind him.

♡ but you didn't say goodbye.

♡ instead, you asked where he lived. his heart seized.

♡ he could do two things from here. one, admit that he lived maybe a fifteen minute walk away.

♡ or he could lie.

♡ he knew how your heart worked, for the most part. you felt like you were in debt. you wouldn't make him walk back in the rain.

♡ so he could pretend that he lived far away, even by car. he could just...manipulate you.

♡ after a beat too long, he made his choice.

♡ he 'confessed' that he lived thirty minutes from his gym, which was ten from the bakery, which was five from your apartment.

♡ and he could see you think in real time.

♡ your eyes flickered from the door, to his still-damp hair, to the half-eaten pizza on the counter, to the flashlight.

♡ and god, the guilt was going to eat him alive.

♡ he knew you were kind. he knew you were soft. and he abused that. he abused your sweetness and goodness. for what? his sick kicks?

♡ but your pretty lips pursed, and they formed around those words that he wanted-no, needed-so desperately.

would you want to stay the night?

♡ the guilt disappeared, his heart wept for joy!

♡ yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, a thousand times, yes! always! yes!

♡ you seemed relieved, disappearing into your room and coming out with men's pyjamas.

♡ they were a little snug on Leon, hanging a bit low, but he certainly didn't mind. this was effectively the greatest task of his life.

♡ he had to be a viable partner for you. he had to show his worth.

♡ you were quick to go to bed. with the power still out, you clearly just wanted to wait it out.

♡ Leon pulled a blanket out of his bag, but you insisted on giving him several more, as well as a pillow.

♡ and oh god, how was he supposed to control himself? they all smelled like you.

♡ maybe he'd take one in the morning. for safekeeping.

♡ as he lay on your couch, the thought crossed his mind to wander while you were asleep, to see everything with the daring of you being inside your own home.

♡ but he knew better. or, at least, he thought he did.

♡ ten minutes turned into thirty. thirty turned into an hour, turned into two, into four, before he finally cracked.

♡ he literally had you at his fingertips, in a situation where he'd most likely be excused. he had to use it. he had to make the most of it.

♡ and, despite everything he could do...he wandered into your room. and he watched you.

♡ you snored, just a little bit. it was a cute snore that Leon liked. you also slept a bit erratically, sometimes throwing your body in weird positions.

♡ part of your blanket was on the floor, your head was between two pillows, and you were out like a light.

♡ or apparently not, because after about ten minutes of Leon standing there, you woke up abruptly. you gave a small gasp, bleary eyes still trying to grasp what you were seeing. you asked what he was doing.

♡ and what was he doing, honestly? he was watching you sleep. but he couldn't admit to that, not in a thousand years.

♡ so, he said the first thing that he could come up with, in a voice that lost every shred of pride he had left.

"i thought you were gone."

♡ and he can see the pity on your face, and he can't help but almost feel childish at how he hoped you'd comfort him.

♡ your eyes wandered over him, as though putting pieces together. you finally lay your head back down, and pat your bed.

♡ Leon goes into overdrive. again. for how many times this night were you going to do that? how many times were you going to make his heart leap into his throat?

♡ he, for a second, isn't sure what you want. there's no way you'd...

"do you want me to...sleep with you?"

♡ his voice was weak, and he asked, again, until you nodded. maybe you were just moving in your sleep. he asked another time. you nodded again. he asked once more. you said yes.

♡ he started shaking. his grip on your blanket was white-knuckled, his knees were ready to buckle, and the world was spinning.

♡ you did. you wanted to share your bed with him. you wanted to sleep with him. you want him. you wanted him!

♡ he gets into bed with you, gently setting the blanket over your body and trying to not freak out.

♡ you were so warm and so close to him. everything was invading his senses, and when you realised he was staring, you shot him a smile that turned his insides to goo.

♡ he had to take this chance. and he moved a little closer.

♡ you didn't move.

♡ and you were just so unguarded, so gentle. Leon's mind was wandering.

♡ what would you look like in a far more intimate scenario?

♡ what would your kisses look like? feel like?

♡ Leon squirmed a bit.

♡ what would your skin feel like? the skin that he couldn't touch? your neck, your stomach, your thighs...?

♡ his eyes wandered down the silhouette of your body under the covers.

♡ how would you feel underneath him? if he was touching your chest, suckling on your neck, leaving hickeys for everyone to see?

♡ how would you feel if he had his hands everywhere, pinned under his body and rutting into you?

♡ how would you act if he had his cock in you? how would you moan? would you try to close your eyes? or would you keep them open and watch how he loved you?

♡ would you be quick to orgasm? or would you take time, and Leon would be blessed to have your body for so long?

♡ he thought you would maybe try to cover yourself with your hands. you did seem the shy type. oh, but he'd be greedy, and he'd ask if you could move them-he wants to see all of you.

♡ he thinks that you'd be quiet at first, trying to stop yourself from being loud in case it woke your neighbours. but Leon would be in so deep into that tight, divine warmth, and you'd call out his name.

♡ and he'd swallow it. he'd take your lips in his and devour every gasp and moan that left your mouth.

♡ he'd never make you beg, either. he'd do everything to make you be so perfectly spent, fucked out of your mind and left limp on your bed. and even then, Leon wouldn't be satiated.

♡ he'd need more. he'd take you in his mouth, even if you had passed out, just to keep working you until your taste was all over his tongue. and when you woke up, he'd still be hard at work, trying to get more, begging for more.

♡ and maybe you'd decide to take him, instead, as thanks for taking care of you.

♡ you'd be on top of him, sucking sweetly at his cock, and he'd cry out your name with no inhibition. he didn't care about the people in your apartment complex. he just cared about you, and that you would know just how much he loved you.

♡ he'd fuck you for hours, days even, to finally have the curve of your body and the taste of your cum memorised.

♡ but let's be honest.

♡ he'd never have enough.

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Dearest!Leon's reaction to Y/n telling him "why do u have such a small waist? for other people to grab onto? u slut" because i have a serious beef with men with smallass waists 😤😤

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ mmh! yes! good question!! most peculiar.

dearest!Leon's reaction would depend on whether or not You grab his waist in this situation.

if You didn't, he'd be playfully apologetic! "ʚ₍ᐢ ›̥̥̥ ༝ ‹̥̥̥ ᐢ₎ɞ no!! just you!!" and such. maybe he'd even fake cry a little. how could You imagine anyone else would be touching him!! he's all Yours, don't You know!! no matter what, his waist (and the rest of him, for that matter) belongs to You!

if You did, on the other hand...he'd be quite flirty! this would also be more likely for an RE4 Leon and Vendetta Leon! the feeling of Your hands wrapped around his waist...awooga! he'd say something along the lines of "yeah? why? do You like it?" and try to tease you back, with how dangerous your touch is to him...! be careful! you might go down a road you won't be able to walk from-literally.

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I see it now sister/momma Ada teaching us self-defense!! Now I’m curious as to what Ada would nickname us? How would she react to Leon now being our boyfriend? How would Leon react?? Omg what if Ada moved in with us😂 the chaos it would cause with just Ada keeping Leon away from us and Leon being the clingy puppy trying to get to us XD!!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ i have been very very excited to answer this ask!!!!!! i love ada very much and i'm very happy to meet people who like her as well!!! i would also like to do standalone yandere ada content for all my fellow womanlikers!

note: this is something of a preface to how You and Ada's relationship would be within Dearest. if you want to avoid spoilers, then dont read!

as for nicknames, I think Ada's nicknames for You would be...kind. she is somewhat demeaning to most people that she meets, but You're different. the matter of the fact is that she is basically your family at that point, and because of that she's going to be sweeter.

let's think nicknames like 'starsweeper', 'sweetheart', and the such. nicknames that would be romantic if it came from anyone else. Leon would have a heart attack, thinking Ada is hitting on you. but if anyone's going into cardiac arrest, it's You, when Your dog (Leon) and Your cat (Ada) start clawing the shit out of each other.

Ada HATES the idea of Leon dating You. Sure, he's cute, but to her, he's an airheaded rookie with the only thing going for him being You. every time he comes over and she sees him, it's a perpetual judging stare, scanning him up and down with a look that screams 'hm...ew'.

she'd sneak into your house, but You'd been friends for so long that You knew this was sort of her...thing. Leon's upset ("You were mad when I did it!!!") but You elaborate that You know that she does this, rather than be shocked that it can happen. He's still pouting, and would rather blame it on Ada than You. after all, she's a snake who faked her death for no reason (to him, at least)! what if she does it to You?! what if she fakes your death?!

Ada effectively holds Leon's forehead back everytime he tries running up to You (not literally, but...emotionally? mentally? yeah). he keeps on trying to push back but it's like he doesn't even realise it's not going to work.

Ada makes it a show to one-up Leon in everything. he gets You a cute bouquet? she buys You a huge one that cost 200$ and that is hypoallergenic. he orders your favourite food? she cooks it herself, with side dishes and a dessert to match. unfortunately, this is a war Leon simply cannot win, and he's seething over it.

Ada's friendship with You can get boiled down to one joke; your straight friend saying that they can treat You better than your boyfriend.

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✎ ≡ masterlist

♡ - smut Ꮚ - angst

𓆩♡𓆪 resident evil

⨯・ ⨯・the dearest collection ╰･ beloved・prized・devoted・desperate・blind・watcher・ardor・fervor ⨯・ ⨯・leon nicknaming his girlfriend ⨯・ ⨯・♡ needy leon ⨯・ ⨯・leon being called cute ⨯・ ⨯・leon with an accepting darling ⨯・ ⨯・leon with a small waist ⨯・ ⨯・♡ leon breaking into his darling's house while they are showering ⨯・ ⨯・jill with a female crush

𓆩♡𓆪 elden ring ⨯・ ⨯・yandere malenia ⨯・ ⨯・yandere godwyn ⨯・ ⨯・yandere radahn ⨯・ ⨯・yandere radagon

𓆩♡𓆪 spiderman: across the spiderverse

⨯・ ⨯・'lord I worry; that love is violence' - yandere miguel o'hara ⨯・ ⨯・'where in my arms, you're mine to keep' - yandere miguel o'hara part 2 ⨯・ ⨯・'i count my breaths on your neck, while you sleep' - yandere miguel o'hara part 3 ⨯・ ⨯・'sadness sweet enough to swallow' - yandere miguel o'hara part 4

𓆩♡𓆪 assassin's creed

⨯・ ⨯・tba...

𓆩♡𓆪 call of duty

⨯・ ⨯・tba..

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damn what if yn just started talking about Ada out of nowhere. Like "ye i have this super awesome friend, Ada, she's super cool and very pretty, she disappears all the time, cause she travels a lot, but she always brings me gifts and blah blah blah" and Leon is just sitting there mortified bc it could be the same Ada that he met in raccoon city or worse the way yn is speaking of her makes him think that she fell for her and would leave him if she had a chance

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ the curious thing about that would be that as far as Leon knows, Ada is dead, yes? so imagine-You are discussing Your dearest friend, and he's concerned, naturally. but imagine the shock when Ada waltzes in through Your front door, and the two simply have a moment where they stare at each other, eyes wide, because how do they explain to You that they know each other, let alone what specifically went down that day? how does Ada explain that she faked her own death?? Your perception of her would be forever changed.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ it'd be a funny but cute moment where they have an unspoken agreement-don't mention a word of it. raccoon city? what's that? who's this? never met her before in my life. wow! crazy!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ and Leon hates it because he gets it. it's Ada Wong! how could You not like her! fuck!!

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an update

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ hello! it has been some months, yes?

i do not joke when i say i am prone to disappearing, haha. i am a mere lamb, yes, but one who bears many burdens. i fear i have not been entirely well.

my work is long, as i am the head of where i work, and thus many look up to me. i also have had medical issues, and found that i often spend my days free sleeping to rest.

on the good sides, i have grown! i am older and i also have a very lovely ram who is dear to me.

due to this, i find i’ve been neglecting my blog. everyone’s sweet words mean the world to me, though i often do not have the energy to reply to such kindness. it is immeasurable to me, and often stirs me with guilt that i have abandoned you all.

so, i would like to offer my sincerest apologies. i have faced the death of a passion, and you all have grieved with me again and again. so many kind words on the world i feel are a disgrace; voices asking of my health, my new year. you believe in me, and i cannot ask for more joy or patience.

so, secondly, i’d like to offer my thanks. i cannot promise anything permanent; my roadmaps often fall to the wayside, plans sent to the dust. but i can say this; i will do my best to grant you what i have robbed you of. i have been looking into leon kennedy again; miguel o’hara; connor kenway; elden ring. i will not forfeit such a community as this.

thank you.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ iaure ૮꒰˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა

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✎ ≡ 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽𝗆𝖺𝗉

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ as I sit here, with a face mask on and nail polish drying and my father listening to four seasons in the background, I've come to realise that I have not illuminated much on what I do have planned, aside from a basic layout of dearest's roadmap! this is the official IAURE roadmap, including rough approximations for dates, though naturally they are subject to change and inspiration. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ I am afraid the roadmap is quite lengthy, so I have placed it and more information on it down below. 🐏 = completed

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ The roadmap for dearest has changed, as the latter parts I have come to realise would be quite clunky, and affect how the style of the headcanons are. dearest would officially end with a currently debated 13th part, though by no means does that mean the content would end! requests based off of the dearest series would be more than appreciated once it ends. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ I am also debating releasing my own original yandere characters if the idea is popular with the people. ╰･ 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 🐏 ⨯・ ⨯・8 - dearest; fervor (6/2/23) ⨯・ ⨯・9 - dearest; steadfast (late June 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・10 - dearest; habitation (mid July 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・11 - dearest; ache (early August 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・12 - dearest; variations for the dear (late August 2023) ╰･ 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨 🐏 ⨯・ ⨯・yandere godwyn x reader (6/2/23) 🐏 ⨯・ ⨯・ada reference (and leon's realisation (5/31/23) 🐏 ⨯・ ⨯・yandere leon and small waists (6/1/23) 🐏 ⨯・ ⨯・yandere melania (6/2/23) 🐏 ⨯・ ⨯・responses (TBD) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere jill valentine (early June 2023) ╰･ 𝙬𝙞𝙥 ⨯・ ⨯・yandere miguel o'hara angst (June 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere miguel o'hara headcanons (June 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere elden ring collection (TBD) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere könig (late August 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere leon NSFW accompaniment to dearest (TBD) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere connor kenway headcanons (TBD) ⨯・ ⨯・connor kenway headcanons (late July 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・platonic/familial yandere simon riley (TBD)

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ hallo! it has been some time, yes? i have come with news! I recently have been sick, which means I was not permitted to do much aside from sleep and take medicine. I also intend to quit my job in August due to some issues rising, which means there is the chance I will have more free time!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ some may be wondering; muerte, you were on hiatus? Yes! This blog is something a bit curated for such; I will go on hiatuses, though I swear I will return :’) work has been very domineering, and once I fell ill several things came to light.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ at any rate, I will have part 8 for Dearest out as well as working on asks!! I love everything everyone sends in, and I am very sorry I do not answer them sooner !!! I am very happy with how kind people are, and blogs I have been following for a long time have been noticing my work, and it’s all very good!!! I am very excited!!!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ I wanted to post an update; I am still in bed at the moment and posting from my phone [hence no sheep kaomoji :( ] but I wanted to alert everyone that this blog is not dead!!!! I shall thrive!!!! Thank you for your patience!!!!!!

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Will there ever be a part 8,9,10 etc to your Yandere Leon fic? If so I’m so excited for it. Keep up the great work.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ yes!!!!!!!! Ꮚ˃ꈊºัᏊ i intend to cap Dearest at 16 parts, as I have quite a lot planned. below is a sort of road map for the future of Dearest! read at your own (somewhat) spoilings.

Note: For every part of Dearest in Your POV, there is one for Leon's!

7/8 Dearest; Leon confessing to You.

9/10: Leon and You moving in together, as well as domestic business.

11/12: Ada and BSAA shenanigans; this includes Chris!

13/14: something related to the outbreak, such as Leon and You are split and he has to get You back while avoiding zombies.

15/16: a happy (or not!) ending!!

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✎ ≡ 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽𝗆𝖺𝗉

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ back by popular demand! a new updated IAURE roadmap, with more reasonable dates. my work has been picking up, as i am unfortunately the head sheep and must work more hours as we descend into holiday madness. i apologise for the sparse dates and how much distance between them; i have been invited to several conventions as a part of a side work i am doing, as well as my birthday, and therefore my october is going to be VERY busy.

cut down below.

🐏 = completed

╰･ 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 ⨯・ ⨯・9 - dearest; steadfast (late October 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・10 - dearest; habitation (mid December 2023)

╰･ 𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙘 ⨯・ ⨯・4 - gothic: sadness sweet enough to swallow (late September 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・5 - gothic: a mouth so sharp and cruel (mid November 2023)

╰･ 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨 ⨯・ ⨯・yandere rykard, ranni (mid December 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere rennala, with a sweet reader (late December 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere connor kenway headcanons (early October 2023) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere connor kenway angst (early October 2023)

╰･ 𝙬𝙞𝙥 ⨯・ ⨯・connor kenway headcanons (TBD) ⨯・ ⨯・platonic/familial yandere simon riley (TBD) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere könig (lTBD) ⨯・ ⨯・yandere leon NSFW accompaniment to dearest (TBD)

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I am doing a follower purge tonight.

I’ve recently had an influx of minor/ageless blogs follow me/interact with my work. Any blogs without ages in their bio over 18 will be blocked. I am firmly in the belief that what I write is not for minors. I will go out of my way to ensure that rule is upheld. If you are an adult and do not have any resemblance of confirmation that you are an adult, you will be blocked.

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✎ ≡ thank you

hello, my flock! I wanted to write out a proper thank you for hitting 500 followers (almost at 550, already!! [edit: by the time I posted this, we were already at 550!!]). Having a milestone like this be reached is amazing to me!! I started this blog because I wanted to reconnect with some old friends over writing, and it's developed into something far more than I thought it would! I'd like to share some things for the future of this blog, as well as sneak peeks of some of my upcoming works (dearest and gothic, specifically)! I also am going to release the first of my collection of yandere original characters, starting with the pirate Sol Pyxis! This will include a playlist, facts, and a character.ai bot for everyone to use! The 'Gothic' playlist will be released today, alongside a 'Dearest' playlist, compiled together with other playlists in a playlist masterpost! This will be done on Spotify, though I do intend to create Soundcloud version of these playlists for those that don't have Spotify.

Below the break will have tidbits, and therefore minor spoilers, for the upcoming chapters of Dearest and Gothic; please read with caution if you would prefer not be spoiled!

𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩; 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙩 > The fate you'd led yourself down was one that you couldn't quite make up your mind on. > Was Leon really so dangerous that you were scared to have him in the same room as you? > Maybe not when he looked at you with such devotion. > But something always felt off. > He still tried to hide his shenanigans. He still seemed afraid to tell you the truth. > What could he possibly be so scared to tell you, when you'd already accepted his creepy side hobby of watching your every move? > You didn't want to dwell on it. That didn't really matter in the viewpoint that your friend was going to be visiting soon. > One Miss Ada Wong, who'd been gone for so long that you'd begun to wonder if she was dead. But no! > She'd simply been taking her time, and she was intending to visit. > You didn't think to tell Leon, because why would you? > So when you entered your home to see Leon, white as a ghost and staring at Ada, in her pretty red dress and black bobcut, you were...confused, to say the least.

𝔤𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔠: 𝔰𝔞𝔡𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 Miguel couldn't understand it. He thought about Y/N all day. All night. Every minute that air passed through his lungs was done with the intent of thinking about her. And he was so fucking mad because how did she not understand that? She ran, mindless, like some savanna animal as soon as he let the barrier down. He loved her, but god was she frustrating. He was being polite, and she completely disregarded it, tossed aside. She tossed him aside. Y/N L/N did not love Miguel O'Hara. And he hated that. He'd be the first to admit that letting the barrier down was a stupid idea. For what physical strength he had over Y/N, she had speed. And at the end of the day, strength means nothing if you can't hit your target. That last hit Y/N had landed on him made Miguel crash into a banking tower, scrawling down the side like a cat. Damn not being able to stick to walls. He'd just about yanked out his claws trying to hang on. And the watch! He should've made Spider-Byte deactivate it before anything else! There was a lot of things Miguel should've done in hindsight.