#and i'm sure that leon is more than happy to indulge them

[sapphire-weapon]

what do you think/imagine ashley's relationships are regarding her family and how do you think that translates into her personality + relationship with leon? personally i imagine OG ashley has a good relationship with her father, while remake ashley is distant with her father. i imagine it to be something along the lines of "my mom, who was basically my best friend, died from a terminal illness when I was 15. but my dad wasn't there for it at all since his political career was starting to really ramp up so now I resent him slightly for that. also i'm an only child!"

I would say that your headcanons pretty much match mine to a T.

The only thing that I would add to it is that I also think that Remake President Graham has no idea how bad his relationship with his daughter actually is. Like, he chalked it up to "oh, rebellious teenage years!!!" when Ashley was younger, and during the time of RE4make, he's all "she's in college now, she's finding herself, I gotta let her spread her wings!!"

when the reality is actually Ashley just like "no you're a fucking asshole who basically abandoned me because I was less important than your career ambitions and that's why I call Leon daddy now, instead."

[noowayybroo]

Leon Kennedy being Needy AF HC???

Is this called a Headcannon? I feel like such a boomer knowing nothing about fics help me lord :sob:

Ok so I had this thought about Good 'Ol Leon right? Hear me out PLEASE.

No warnings, SFW, Oh wait there is a warning: SiCkLy SwEeT, also you might think this is manipulative or not like tickles so uhhhh please do not be upset :(

Leon is NEEDY. He doesn't get to spend a lot of time with you so the time he DOES get to spend with you, he absolutely cherishes.

I'm not talking about Young Leon, or Old Leon, I'm talking about Leon at every age. He's not too confident in his words, especially when it comes to speaking about emotions, even less so romantic ones, so he prefers by a long shot to just express his feelings through actions:

Whether it's snuggling up flush to you in bed, on the couch or even on public transport sometimes, he's not at all ashamed to make it known that you're the one who makes him comfortable.

Sometimes when you're working from home or watching a film, or even gaming, he'll come and nuzzle up against your arms until you lift them, giving him access to pull you in for a tight hug.

He especially loves playing with your hair, and can be the big spoon sometimes, but in his frequent moments of vulnerability would love to curl up into your arms and feel you play with his hair, massage his head or stroke your hands over his arms, back, chest etc.

When you catch a glimpse of his face during these hugging sessions, he's either staring up at your face in awe, completely enamoured with you and so grateful to have you, or his eyes are closed softly but surely as he smiles to himself, entirely content in his whole existence as his troubles float away. Sometimes you can swear you can even hear him purring in your embrace.

Sometimes, if you enter the room once he's already there, his face lights up and he stops what he's doing to make grabby, needy hands at you, begging you to come to him and submit to his loving cuddles.

When you need support too, he's more than happy to oblige. He'll sit, stand or lay, listening to your every trouble and complaint before easing you into a firm, reassuring hug. He holds you tightly and eventually finds himself more than able to tell you everything he loves about you, and when you try and get away he only squeezes you tighter, joking with you and threatening to tickle you until you're happy.

If he's in your arms and you stop petting him, he'll get stroppy and try to paw at you or nuzzle into you to get your attention, and if you continue to tease him he takes matters into his own hands, playfighting with you!!!

Ah

Self indulgence is so cool bro

[paviastrashyrings]

*slams my hands on the table*

Finally, there's more Pavia liker here in tumblr and I been waiting for someone making Pavia contents/fanfics, yet you gib meh a delicious pavia content.

Speaking of Pavia, Can I have a request for him? I'm not sure if you heard his backstory but feel free to decline this request!

What if Pavia finally met his childhood best friend (crush) in his past? Who always been there for him in dark and gloomy times in his childhood? But finally met again as they grow up, would Pavia still have the love for reader when he met them again? And would they spend more time together than before in the past? What would that be?

*Grabs le a mic on you*

What an interesting ask; to answer your question dear reader, I know some of his lore. The basement in piedmont, the reason he was there. If there is anything I have not learned, I would be happy to learn more.

With such out of the way, dear readers, join me now in yet another sweet dream of the wolf and his pack.

A childhood crush is hard to come by when you're stuck in a basement for majority of what most would call childhood.

but little tiny you, leaving gifts you found at the only window that the basement had or dropping flowers and whatever trinkets you found out in the wilds.

slowly, he took notice and decided to try and speak to you.

You were so kind, and it felt so wonderful to finally have some kind of attention after all of this time without human interactions.

The day he disappeared, you thought he had died with not so much as a goodbye. You mourned, not knowing how to handle the loss of a friend.

as you grew older, you continued to carry a small bundle of dried and pressed petals from the flowers you used to show him. They sit neatly in a little pendant around your neck.

You were walking along, out on a small grocery run when you heard a voice that sounded oddly familiar.

You look around, clutching your pendant until your eyes land on him.

who..no that couldn't be who you thought it was. "Excuse me, sir" you'd try to at least get a better look at him. He couldn't possibly be who you thought it was, could it? "You're excused, can't you see im in the middle of-" and he stops, eyes filled with a strange familiarity as they land on you. He held a sweet in his hand, wrapped nicely in a box, it seems he was about to indulge. "I just had to ask," you start timidly, seeing the man sit in shocked silence. You open your pendant, the petals of flowers you used to show the little boy in the basement still pristine. "Do you know what flowers these petals belong to?"

To say he was shocked was an understatement, staring at the petals with wide eyes through his tinted glasses.

"Is it really you Pavia? After all these years?" youd ask, the realization dawning on him almost as soon as you said his name.

"Goodness, look at how much you've grown. I thought the day that my gifts weren't met with happy chatter, you had died." You'd continue, being unable to read the emotions he felt through his expression.

"I missed you; i missed you dearly in fact. I carried these everyday because I wanted to keep you with me" without saying a word in response to any of your rambling, he took your face in his hands.

He stared you down, as if trying to see if it really was you, he even leaned in and sniffed you as if he were a dog.

He was wary, but the more you spoke of the gifts you would show him and the nights you would talk to him through the one window he had in the basement, he started to believe you more.

The fact that you said you missed him? That you carried something that reminded you of him? He could cry, he didn't think that anyone doing that simply because they thought of him dearly was even possible.

He would love to catch up, first asking if you remembered what the names of his imaginary friends were.

If you answered with Tonika, Leon, Maleficent, Andrea, and Peter: well he automatically knew that you really were missing him.

Happy that you remembered, would absolutely pester you to hang out whenever you possibly could.

You got him a matching pendant, but it was empty. You had insisted that he put something in there that reminded him of you, so he could carry it around like you did with the petals.

Internally melting, externally grumbling about it being so much work.

He did it anyways, wears it religiously. Inside was a single piece of opal small enough to fit, it made him think of how bright you were.

He looks at it sometimes, but is more proud to wear it around knowing that yours matches.

crying, your honor please just let me love him gently Goodness, all of you have been so wonderful with your requests in my inbox!! I really wasnt expecting these to be so well received but I love writing them and I will do my best to get them all out to you asap! I digress, come dream with me some other time. From your Beloved, Moon.

[bellafragolina]

I'm so glad you opened requests again and on my birthday! Could I please have Leon taking a female reader on a shopping spree in Lumiose for her birthday 🥺👉🏽👈🏽. Hope you have a good one! ❤

happy late birthday!! sorry this took so long

🍓🍓🍓

Leon is ready from the moment you open your eyes the morning of your special day. He beams at you, thrilled to see you awake and smiling up at him. He sings to you croakily, rushing about and bringing you a special breakfast he made himself and your favorite morning drink. It’s all very touching, especially because he’s rambling about how much he loves you and how excited he is to spend the day with you.

It’s a slow, easy morning. Leon drags it out for as long as you’ll let him. He loves lazy days with you since his job demands so much from him, but he’s willing to go go go if that’s what you want to do! You shower, dress up for a day on the town, and take a quick hop across the bay to Kalos to visit the beautiful city of Lumiose

It’s easy to get swept up in all the sightseeing of the most populous city in the world. Leon’s lack of directional knowledge is worse in a new place, but luckily you can figure out which way leads where. Besides, getting lost is half the fun where there are endless shops to visit. You pop into each and everyone one that piques your interest, and Leon jumps to buy you something from every store, no matter what it is or the cost. He’s the Champion, he isn’t about to be breaking the bank anytime soon.

You eventually end up at the Boutique Couture, and Leon begs you for a bit of a show. You hog a dressing room to yourselves, you trying on everything that catches your eye and Leon giving the biggest heart eyes every time you walk out. It’s very cute, especially when he eagerly says to add the outfits to the ever growing pile next to him on the bench. There’s no outfit you choose that he dislikes, and he wants to buy them all for you. It’s your birthday, so you’ll let him, right?

The day winds down with a nice dinner at whichever restaurant in Lumiose you choose. Any fans that try to approach are politely rebuffed so Leon can focus on you and you only. Even if you tell him it’s fine, he doesn’t feel right going off when it’s your special day. He stays by your side, holding you hand, and indulging in whatever delicious meals the restaurant boasts about. He makes sure to get some bits and bobs for your Pokémon and his too, before you head out

The flight back to Galar is more tired than the flight from. Leon snuggles close to you, happily exhausted, and asks if today was a good birthday. His smile when you say yes is so sweet, almost as sweet as the kiss you share. You promise him it was your best birthday ever, and Leon puffs up. He’s very proud of himself, and already he’s planning out how to top himself next year and every year after.

🍓🍓🍓

Happy birthday!! Here’s to another year, yeah??

~Renee

[leon-s-lut-kennedy]

We Skipped a Step

A new mission was assigned to Leon... and Luis?

There was a mission debriefing today and Leon Kennedy did not take it too kindly.

"Are you sure about this? I'm capable enough on my own. Besides, there's less risk involved." Leon reasons. His eyes plead to Hunnigan that there must be some other way.

"I wish I could tell you otherwise. If it's any consolation, Luis is aware of the risks just as well as you are."

"But-"

"Enough, Leon." Hunnigan sighs. She takes off her glasses and gives a small smile, "Inform Luis of the mission details later. We're counting on him." With that, she turns and sets off for her desk, leaving Leon to stand in the doorway alone.

~~

To say Luis was dumbfounded was an understatement. Maybe he put on nice pants. Maybe he put on that expensive cologne he indulged himself with buying that one day. Just maybe he cleaned himself up under the impression he was finally going on a date with the cute American when he was invited to dinner at his place.

"...Luis?" Leon questions. His fork stops midway in the air as he looks over with concern.

"Ah, apologies. Care to repeat that one more time, Sancho?" Luis chuckles without humor. He heard it all, but that doesn't mean it felt real. He forces himself to stab the meal Leon went out of his way to make and bring it up to his mouth.

"Umbrella is holding a gathering - a banquet. We need to go under the pretense of… a married couple." Leon murmurs that last part, a pink tint flushes his face, "You have the credentials. You are what we need to get inside." It sounds like Leon is trying to convince himself more than he is Luis.

"I'm flattered, but I've put that part of life behind me." Luis says. He's still chewing. The food is devoid of all flavor just as he is, "I don't work for them, so what makes them think I'll do it?" The American government and their entitlement. What business do they have forcing the innocent to do their bidding?

The innocent.

He didn’t deserve that title after what he’s done, however, that doesn’t mean he was just some toy to toss around. Though, if this meant he could backstab Umbrella… it had to be worth it. For his amends.

Leon sets down his utensils and gives a hard look. It takes all of Luis' willpower to not look away.

"I get it. I'm not happy with it either." Leon consoles. He folds his arms and leans forwards, "but, if not for yourself, if not for them… Will you do it for me?"

There it is. The very reason why Luis is willing to jump head first into danger. Leon's snagged him with bait and he's allowing himself to get reeled in. Meeting Leon's watercolor eyes, he nods.

“I owe you one. Really.” Leon grins before returning to his meal. Luis lingers his gaze on the American for a few seconds more. He may just be willing to do anything for him if it meant that he could see his rare smile. Even if it resulted in his death.

“What’s your ring size?”

Leon chokes on his food at the absurd question.

~~

Leon stares at his reflection. The gel held back most of his blond hair, but some annoyingly escaped. It tickled his forehead. He gathers more gel to lather in his hair, but his fingers were stopped short by three consecutive knocks on the door.

"Come in!" Leon calls. His voice echoes throughout the expanse of the elaborate bathroom. He watches his “partner” enter through the mirror. He's only slightly caught off by Luis' appearance. The black suit fitted his form, but what was most surprising was his clean shaven face. He looked younger.

"Hey, you clean up well." Luis compliments. He saunters over to take place next to Leon and leans on the counter with his hip. "I think you've got enough there." He points to his own head.

"It's not enough." Leon scoffs. He moves to slather the slime, but Luis stops him. His hand engulfs his wrist.

"Any more and you won't be removing it anytime soon, Sancho." The biologist in front of him winks, "You look good."

Leon can feel his face redden, "Are you saying that as my husband or friend?" He turns his attention back to his hair, suddenly shy.

"Would it be wrong of me to say both?" Luis questions. He lets go of Leon, but his gaze stays. His eyes seem as if they want to say something.

"What is it?" Leon inquires.

Whatever doubts Luis had in his mind disappeared as his signature smirk displayed itself, "How would you feel about being Leon Kennedy-Navarro for the night?"

Leon Kennedy-Navarro. Leon Kennedy-Navarro. Leon Kennedy-Navarro.

He replayed those very words throughout his head and found that his heart kicked up a beat.

"OK."

Luis' grin falters. He goes to open his mouth, but immediately closes it. Instead, he busies himself with wetting a rag. Steam rises from the stream of water leaving the faucet.

Leon doesn't have time to prepare himself before he's stung by hot water, "Fucking watch it!" He grits his teeth and pulls away. He'd rub his hand, but the thought of getting gel everywhere annoyed him.

"Sorry, Sancho. Maybe choose better words next time." Luis says. His face is tight and the furrow of his brows age him. He's gripping onto the counter.

Leon sighs. He's already expressed his dislike for this mission, but did he need to make it harder for both men? Though, it wasn't everyday a mission required him to fake a marriage with his crush.

Was it a crush? Crushes were those things that happened in high-school. But, the excitement, the adrenaline, the want, everything he felt for Luis - it was like he was back there.

"You're right." The sight of Luis makes him want to push back his hair and ease his tension. And maybe he can do that. Perhaps Luis will let him under the guise as his loving spouse.

They both needed practice anyway.

If tonight meant that he could express his feelings free of fear then he was going to jump at the chance. Gently wiping his hand of gel, he stutters a breath. Leon turns to him fully and rakes his still wet fingers through soft hair.

Whatever weight was holding Luis down was slowly leaving. His shoulders lightened and his grip was lessening. His youthful face returned.

"There you are." Leon says. He tries to be sweet with his voice - the sound foreign to him.

"Here I am." Luis retorts. He stands straight. The few extra inches he had always made Leon feel safe. He was at the perfect height to rest against his shoulder. "We should get going."

When wasn't Luis right? Glancing down at his watch, Leon could see that they could spare a few minutes, "Hold on." He reaches with both hands then. Two buttons were left undone. The open shirt revealed some of his chest, just like it was in Spain.

He knew it was on purpose, but that didn't stop the urge of professionalism. Despite being done, Leon lingers. His hand rests above the scar that was once revealed to him.

It felt like forever ago.

The rise and fall of the Spaniard's chest reminds him that he's alive. Sharing that same sentiment, Luis brings his own hand up to cover Leon's.

"You okay there?" Luis whispers. The atmosphere turned intimate and neither was willing to leave.

Leon nods as he avoids the taller man’s stare. No one stayed long enough for intimacy and he didn’t know what to do. Gulping, he forces himself to bring his eyes to stare into hazel.

He didn't realize they were so close. Each man could feel the other's breath.

An alarm broke the couple out of their trance and they ripped away from each other.

~~

The evening air was brisk. A shiver rides down Luis’ back when he links his arm with Leon’s. The sunset was quite the sight to behold as its colors reflected off the many windows throughout the city walls. The pastel sky complimented Leon.

“June 28th.” Luis states. He lets himself be guided, basking in the closeness.

“...Excuse you?” Leon questions. He spares a glance as he works their way through a crowd.

“The date. That’s when we got married. June 28th.” The biologist repeats himself. He’s all too proud of the perfect date. The American seemed to like warmer weather.

“What’s so special about June 28th?” Leon asked incredulously. He’s shaking his head, his hair doing absolutely nothing to hide the red shade of his ears. He grunts when he’s forced to a stop in the middle of the sidewalk.

“...Our anniversary!?” Luis squeaks out with widened eyes. You think you know someone. It’s his turn to shake his head, enjoying the embarrassment Leon is trying to hide. “Happiest day of my life and it’s being treated like some ordinary day.” He pouts for good measure, “You’ve got a lot of nerve, Sancho.”

Leon scoffs as he resumes their walk. He stuffs his hand into his pocket, bringing Luis closer in proximity, “Did you forget already? We’re married. It’s either babe or nothing at all.”

Luis quirks an eyebrow as a smirk rests on his face. He always did enjoy it when Leon joined in on his jokes, mandatory or not. “If you say so, mi corazón.”

Keeping him in tow, Leon quickly crosses the street onto a path far more comfortable. Extending their elbows slightly, they give each other some breathing room.

“That’s not-”

“Guapo?” Luis cuts him off. “Babe” was far too boring for his liking. Annoying the agent was just a bonus. He just hopes he doesn’t understand the meaning of the words. Surely, Leon had to know some Spanish. Why else would he have been sent to Spain? Sure, he was good at close combat, knife safety, and shooting, but what would have been the point if he didn’t know a basic greeting?

Damn America and their way of superior thinking.

“Whatever.” Leon says defeated. Luis hums in victory and decides to give him a break. The absence of conversation leaves him alone with his thoughts and a pit of anxiety settles within his stomach. An undercover mission was something he could do. Just barely. He resigned from Umbrella just before the disaster that was Raccoon City and had just scraped by during the mess that was Los Illuminados and Krauser.

Those thoughts still struck him just as that knife did. The burning, searing pain from that blade was the physical manifestation of every mistake, atrocity, and wrongful doing he had committed. Luis would go through that act ten times more if it had meant forgiveness and freedom. And here he was - right back where he started. Something awful was going to happen. And he brought Leon straight into it.

The distant feeling of affection stirred him towards the light.

“Luis.”

When had he stopped walking? Why was his vision blurry?

“Luis.” Leon says urgently. His free hand runs a thumb over the arm connected to his, “I need you here. With me.” He’s stern, but there’s concern hidden behind it.

“Present.” Luis murmurs. He looks down. His hair hides his shame as he blinks away hot tears threatening to fall.

“Look at me.” Leon pleads.

He can’t. He can’t let him see the agony plaguing him. It wasn’t easy for Luis to allow himself to become vulnerable in front of others. He wasn’t sure if he could do that now.

Especially not when he’s stopped himself and his partner in the middle of a sidewalk and receiving angry glares from people trying to go about their day.

“Baby.” Leon soothes. His voice was as gentle as it could be.

Now that was a surprise. Luis’ breathing is shaky and it reminds him of the one moment of weakness he subjected himself to within the mines. The usage of a pet name shouldn’t have affected him as much as it did.

Taking a deep breath, he goes to speak, but the ringing in both his and Leon’s ear alerts them. They activate their ear pieces - the channel secure and encrypted.

Hunnigan’s voice blocks out the sounds belonging to city life, “Come in, Condor One - Blackbird.”

Leon continues their walk, though Luis had noticed he was pulled in more as their arms brushed against each other, “Condor One to Roost.”

This could be fun. Luis copies Leon’s tone of professionalism, “Blackbird to Roost.”

“Are you both almost at the point of interest?” Hunnigan asks.

“Just about there.” Leon confirms.

“Remember, you’re there to collect intel on a “Hansel Hernandez”. Reports say he’s working on a B.O.W. similar to those seen in Spain.” Hunnigan pauses. The echoes of keyboard tapping can be heard in the background. “Blackbird, I’m trusting you to get in. Condor One, ensure yours and his safety.”

Luis beats Leon to a response, a tad eager to be included, “Copy that, Roost.” He can sense the eye roll coming from his partner.

“One more thing.” Hunnigan says playfully, “I left a gift in the left pocket of your jacket, Condor One. You’ll need those.”

A gift? Luis waits patiently as Leon digs around. Soon, he pulls out a small, velvet box. Inside there are two simple, golden bands. Both men just about choke on their tongues.

“I now pronounce you Leon S. Kennedy-Navarro and Luis S. Kennedy-Navarro. Good luck.” Hunnigan hangs up with the rare instance of laughter as she leaves them speechless.

While Luis had brought up the idea of combining their last names, he never once thought Hunnigan was crazy enough to go through with it.

~~

The banquet was bursting with people; security, scientists and researchers, their spouses. Umbrella outdid themselves. Leon liked to think he was smart, and he was given the circumstances, but Umbrella researchers? Luis was in a league of his own and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t intimidated. Their combined intelligence could very well end the world - it almost has. Who’s to say that won’t happen again tonight?

The USSTRATCOM agent and his temporary partner had successfully lured their target into the bar - drinks long forgotten.

“Six years… You’ve been busy.” Hansel states, eyes darting between Leon and Luis, “I recall you being a… ladies man.” He folds his arms as he leans back into his chair.

“Yeah, well, things change, amigo.” Luis responds tightly, “As do people.”

Leon runs a thumb over Luis’ hand in both comfort and distraction. He knew that Luis wasn’t a believer of that second statement.

There’s tension surrounding the men. Somehow, in some way, it needed to leave.

“Oh, honey! You didn’t tell me you were expecting friends!” A lady exclaims, rushing to greet the pair, “I’m his wife, Anna.” She eagerly takes a seat next to Hansel. “My, don’t you look familiar.”

“That would be Luis. An old co-worker before…” Hansel draws out, unsure. “Before.”

Raccoon City. It was an open secret as to what had caused the happenings of that fateful night. And this man didn’t show a hint of remorse.

Leon clenches his fist. He couldn’t let his personal life get in the way of the mission. He needed to focus on getting him alone.

“...Luis Serra? The Luis Serra!? I’ve read your reports on parasitism! They were utterly incredible and mesmerizing!” Anna gushes excitedly. “Truly groundbreaking stuff.”

“¡Gracias! At least someone can appreciate that kind of science.” Luis shoots a look at Hansel before forcing a smile on his face.

Leon squeezes his hand in an attempt to ease him. He knew this wasn’t easy for the biologist, but they were in the middle of an important mission.

“So, tell me, where did that hard work take you?” Hansel asks, “What was so important that you had to resign?”

“Me.” Leon butts in, “He resigned and put his ambitions on hold for me.” The American makes a show of joining their hands as his “husband” pecks his cheek. Leon just about composed himself before his eyes could bulge out of their sockets. Anna brightens at their display of affection.

Hansel grits his teeth and gives a pointed look to Luis, “Why?”

“Why?” Leon gave me what my job couldn’t.” Luis “confesses”.

The spouses share a look of confusion and hesitation.

“And what was that?” We had creations. We had power. We were on the verge of greatness!” Hansel raises his voice with each word, uncaring of the onlookers. “And you threw that all away for some… man!?” He spits out.

“That’s enough! What the hell are you doing?” Anna exclaims.

“What am I doing? What am I doing!?” Hansel repeats with hatred. He points an accusing finger at Luis, “He-”

Leon stands up then. The chair scrapes against the tile flooring.

His patience has run out and his blood is boiling. “I think you need to leave. Now.” The tight embrace from Luis’ hand was the only thing preventing him from lashing out. Mission be damned. This was personal.

Hansel huffs. “What will that accomplish? Luis was our best man-”

“And now he’s mine.” There’s a rush of heat in his cheeks. It takes everything within Leon to not bail the mission - his lover in hand. “Whatever transpired,” Raccoon City, “whatever happened,” Spain, “Is that not enough? When will it be enough?” Anger turns into sorrow as Leon stares down at the man partly responsible for the incident that caused his life to spiral.

Luis? Luis made an effort everyday to atone for his past actions. Actions that he wasn’t even aware of.

He was used - beaten - just as Leon was.

That was something Leon could forgive. Feel sympathy for.

There was an evil residing within Umbrella and the man in front of him was an embodiment of that.

Hansel opens his mouth to fight back, but Anna beats him to it, “Listen to him. Go.” Her voice is quiet and broken. “Take your stuff and leave.”

No other words are exchanged as the bioterrorist gathers his belongings. In the darkest corners, guards and other personnel were gearing up. Another chair scrapes as Luis pushes himself up.

“I’ll take care of security.” Anna announces. “I’ve had a feeling, for a while now, that… his work wasn’t completely honest.” She sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. “I apologize for everything that took place. Please, do whatever it is you need to do.”

Luis plays with the gold band around his finger and nods his head in acknowledgement. Leon can feel his breath on his cheek as he leaned in close to his ear, “I’ll take care of the car. Do your job, mi corazón.”

He runs then. After the man that helped brutally ruin his life.

He hadn’t gotten very far. It was a leisurely walk.

Leon sees red as he approaches him, “Hey fucker!” He catches him with a right hook. Hansel cries out in pain. His nose bleeds profusely as he lies still on the floor. Crouching down, Leon grabs a fistful of hair and pulls his head towards him, “See you in hell.” He grabs whatever he can hold in both hands before hauling ass.

~~

The ride back to the hotel was uneventful and quiet.

Luis couldn’t bring himself to speak. Silent even now as he cleans up dried blood from Leon’s bruised knuckles. The cold bathroom flooring digs into his knees, but it’s nothing comparable to what he had felt from what tonight had brought. Leon rests his cheek against his free palm as he sits on the toilet.

“Mission accomplished, right?”

Luis lets out a laugh, “Mission accomplished when you’re healed.” His fingers still and he looks up with a troubled expression. “Are you okay?”

“It’s just bruised.”

“I’m not talking about the hand.”

Honesty. That’s what Luis wanted. No deflections, jokes, or a brush of the hand - he needed Leon to be clear.

Seconds stretch into minutes and the agent is just about patched up when Luis speaks, “Shall we inform "Roost"?"

“She already knows. I’ll send in the data later.” Leon responds. “Hey.” The Spaniard’s head pops up. Leon takes a breath before continuing, “I’m, uh, not…” He trails off and refuses to meet the man gazing up at him.

It was a start. And that was enough for Luis.

“And what exactly do Americans do to feel better?”

He bites his lip to stop the grin when he hears sweet laughter. It’s a sound Luis will never tire of hearing.

“Ice cream?”

He pats Leon’s leg before lifting a knee. His grin breaks free when he realizes the position he’s in. With a surge of confidence, he carefully embraces Leon’s injured hand with his own, “Leon S. Kennedy-Navarro, will you be my boyfriend?”

Leon short circuits and Luis is just about to cover up his pain with a joke when-

“Yes.”

[tearsoftime0086]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

Stealing a neat post from @sweepseven and we'll see how far we get haha. I haven't posted all of my stuff to AO3 so I'll kinda be pulling from a few places

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Only 6! And half of them are from July till now lmao (aka the moment I learned about Steve Burnside)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

49,691

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Gosh if I kept consistent fandoms it would make my fandom experience so much more easier :') Started out with Gundam, though haven't really kept up post my move away from FFNet (really want to come back at some point tho). Code Geass and TKoE is my long-running baby. Currently swept up in a Resident Evil fever too (see previous question). I've also written some stuff for League of Legends, Persona 2, and Fire Emblem!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Ravaged Blessings (Fire Emblem: Three Houses, T. Wrote this during the rising peak of FE3H's release. Started out with Blue Lions and whoa nelly I was not prepared for Dimitri's post-timeskip scene.)

Two Kinds of Eternity (Code Geass, M. The behemoth. I had this idea in my head for ages and once I joined AO3 in 2018, decided to finally give it a shot. It's been five years and we're only halfway there, but I'm glad folks have hopped on and off for the ride)

An Eternal Warpath For You And Me (Resident Evil, M. Most recent fic of mine that I'm thankful has gotten a lot of kind reception! Aka Chreon + me fitting Steve into the Resident Evil-verse as best I can haha)

Shuriman Nights (League of Legends, T. Bit of a kudos drop from this point forward, but I love all my works the same, so :) I will never be over Nasus and Renekton's lore.)

Once (That Was Enough) (Resident Evil, M. EVERYTIME I WATCH THE DARKSIDE CHRONICLES CUTSCENES I HAVE TO COME BACK AND RE-READ THIS ONE. The genesis of my sprawling RE AU)

With 6 fics, that leaves We'll Always Have Casablanca out of the standings! Turns out that fic was the first anyone used the Leon & Steve tag. Pure self-indulgence so I understand why it's the lowest haha

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to answer all of them! I have moments in life when I feel way too anxious about what to write back (like am I clogging up my own comments section? will they think it's weird if I write more than their initial comment?), but I work really hard to recognize the people who leave nice notes on my fics.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm a sucker for happy endings (everything else in the story is fair game tho) so I hardly ever end something too angsty... I guess Shuriman Nights for its implications?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Once (That Was Enough). Capcom, I reject your reality and substitute my own.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I had a few small cases, but it's not frequent at all. I try to mind my own business and let folks be ^^

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

As someone who's like 90% sure they're ace/sex-repulsed, I don't. It narrows my scope of reading fanfic too unfortunately - some of the best written works I've seen are rated E, but I have to kinda "hold my breath" while reading them :(

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I never posted it anywhere, but I had a sprawling DCMK/Gundam crossover I shared with a close friend of mine. Still re-read parts of it from time to time. (Silver Bullet Shinichi, anyone?)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge! I write so slowly that they probably wouldn't be able to steal it.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope but it would be a blessing if anyone ever asked!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Again not posted, but I used to do a ton of co-writing with that same close friend mentioned above. Good times.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Ooh this one's a tough one. If I have to choose, it's Kamille Bidan/Fa Yuiry from Zeta Gundam. It's what really started my fanfic journey, and I'll never forget the pure elation I felt watching their beach ending in Gundam ZZ. Wonder how I'd write something for them in the present? It's been so long...

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

If I thought about my deepest fears it would be TKoE, but I refuse. I will finish that fic. For a more realistic answer, I have a lot of mini-scenes for my Claire/Steve RE AU that I want to string into a full fic at some point, but I already have so many things on my plate.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hmm. I like to think that in my writing peaks, I have a good sense of capturing character voices and dialogue. I'm also good at coming up with like, "angsty" one-liners, if that makes sense?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Gosh this one's much easier than the last one. My posting rate is abysmal for starters (sorry to all the TKoE readers). I feel like every other sentence I write is clunky and long. Like on re-reads I can usually shave a few adjectives and words off of every sentence. I get impatient about pacing when I'm actually writing, but my actual writing sessions are few and far between. Tough times man :(

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Different strokes for different folks, but I'm always afraid that a reader will get whiplash if I write in a language that I'm not comfortable with. Like sometimes I'll read fics where they reference Korean and it ruins my focus a bit when I read something that's not grammatically correct/realistic. Nothing to drop a fic over, but I'm not confident enough to write in another language myself.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I don't remember off the top of my head. The first one I posted online was for Zeta Gundam, but also I think I have a small A Separate Peace story from around that time? Lol if I go back to my childhood original works, those stories were essentially Guardians of Ga'Hoole and Bionicle fanfics too.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Once (That Was Enough) takes the cake right now. I remember looking on TVTropes for... Tragic Monster examples I believe?... and found a quick summary of Steve Burnside. Oh dear, that lad has me in his clutches and won't let me go. I had to write a story where he survives, and well... the rest is history. I even have a tag dedicated to the AU the fic spawned! Well, that was a ton of fun! If anyone reads this and wants to do it themselves, feel free to! Hoping to get more stuff out soon :)

[bluemoondust]

Who are the most dangerous and safest yanderes to have from Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc?

I was just thinking about this question and I finally had time to delve into it. Maybe I'll make a part two with the Goodbye Despair cast.

List is from the top 3 Most Dangerous and top 3 Safest Yanderes to have pining for you. This is different from worst/best yandere because I'm concentrating on the safety for the darling and others rather than how the yandere would treat the darling. If you'd like to see a list of worst/best yanderes on the subject of their treatment towards their darling, just ask! :) These are purely my own opinion and if you'd like to add on your own thoughts, feel free to do so!

Dangerous

Ikusaba Mukuro

There are obvious reasons why she would be the most dangerous yandere to have falling for you, but not for the risk of your safety oh no. Mukuro is dangerous to those around you; she's devoted in being your protector from anyone who dares to harm you. She is incredibly skilled and intelligent in the field of destroying her foes. So venting to her about anyone bothering you would be like walking on egg shells due to the fact she'll keep every thing you say in mind. Also, cleaning up the mess is a cinch but she prefers these to go down with minimal blood unless they really piss her off. Besides that, Mukuro is a very dedicated yandere who will do anything for her darling.

Enoshima Junko

Junko is a danger to every aspect of your life. She won't outright kill you since it would be too boring to just end your life right then and there. Then she won't be able to indulge in your expressions when you're falling into despair. That would be absolutely boring and you are certainly not boring. I would definitely concern about the safety of your friends and family; maybe a little of yourself too. There might be a chance you will be harmed, but more mentally/emotionally than physically. Junko prefers to use manipulation methods to bring a rise of despair out of you and would rather not get her hands dirty (in a literal sense). If the Killing Game is occurring, she'll have you watch the whole sequence of events as everyone drop like flies.

Fukawa Toko/Owada Mondo

I had a debate on who was the more dangerous of the two, but I decided to have them be tied. For obvious reasons, Toko is dangerous because of Genocider Syo; even though she should never think of hurting her precious darling, there will be times where Syo would accidentally cut or injure you. The same goes for Mondo. He would absolutely hate himself should he harm you, but because of his intense anger issues, it would not be wrong to see the possibility. These two would not hurt you to an extreme, that's for certain. It'll just be along the lines of mishaps. However, I cannot say the same for those who they deem as a threat. They'll both make sure those people stay away from you.

Midpoint

Kuwata Leon

Leon is a somewhat chill guy, but he does have the capability to cause an outburst. He can get pretty jealous of those who seem to be getting too close to you. It'll only start off as a simple, "Back off" and a light shoulder push to get the person away from you, but if one should be persistent, it'll soon grow to Leon yelling at them. He certainly can be pushed to injuring them, but that's after a few more times with the person coming back. Leon isn't much of a danger since his fuse is not really that short, but when threaten, it can fizzle out real quick.

Ogami Sakura

You'd be surprised to hear that Sakura would not allow herself to physically harm anyone for her darling. Sure, she has the capability, but she's devoted to you to the point where your opinion can possibly sway her actions. She has taken an oath to do no harm for herself and you as well. Besides, she can simply give anyone giving her darling trouble a glare and they'd never think of crossing you again. The only time she will ever fend off someone physically is if they actually make a move to put your life at risk; that is when no mercy is shown. However, Sakura plays her cards right, so few even try to do so due to the fact that they know she is watching over you from afar. She deeply cares for you and would do anything to keep you safe, but she's smart about her choices.

Naegi Makoto

A soft, but protective yandere he is, Makoto has his concerns over you. He definitely trusts that you can take care of yourself, but some of his thoughts aren't too kind towards him. I can not see him causing harm towards you or others at all due to his stance on not wanting to make things worse. Besides, there are better ways to handle the situation without brute force, but this does mainly have to do with the fact that Makoto is not that intimidating or physically forceful. So, he mostly relies on his own way with words to deal with unnecessary people who arrogantly believe his darling would rather be with them. The only harm he can do is slightly light insults/threats; which just consist of him telling the person to stay away from you.

Safest