#leon just cannot get it

[applebunch]

greater boston five nights at freddy's au. michael works at freddy fazbear's pizza instead of third-sight

[azul-marie]

luis. (sweet talk)

note: fem. reader. implied to be latina/hispanic; no physical features are mentioned. can also simply pass as a spanish speaker. spanish was kindly corrected by @angi-writes-filth ; translations are included at the end for your convenience.

“¿dime, chula, qué pasa entre usted y el oficial?”

his question has leon turning to you with a serious curiosity, no doubt hoping you’d translate something useful. unfortunately for him, and for you, it’s nothing more than what luis hopes will turn into flirtatious banter.

you shake your head at your partner, leaving him unconvinced. you hope his meager grasp of spanish keeps him from understanding too much. “¿qué con que?” you beck your head at luis, who grins upon receiving your attention. “es mi socio, nada más.”

your coy reply does not escape him. at once he slinks to your side, playful gray eyes flicking about your pretty face. “parece que le caes muy bien, ¿eh? te ha cuidado más que a la niñita.” he bumps shoulders, a teasing gesture. gets you rolling your eyes with a hint of a smile on your lips.

across the room of the safehouse, ashley looks on with girlish interest, her brows raising suggestively at the sight of you two so close. you send her a face, a code between young women, that has her fighting back a laugh.

leon, ever responsible, busies himself by placing whatever broken wooden planks he finds onto the dirty glass windows by the entrance door. you catch him glancing ever so often back at where you stand, unable to hide the wary way he eyes the man cozying up beside you. you ponder luis’s words.

“quiero pensar que somos amigos. los amigos se necesitan quererse, ¿no?” you reiterate, shifting your weight opposite of him. a thrill runs up your heart when he inches closer, intentions all too obvious.

“eso es lo que quiero saber, cariña. usted, el chaval, sólo sois amigos, ¿verdad?”

“vaya…estás muy interesando en él. ¿por qué me hablas a mi?”

“supongo que quiero saber si tengo una chance, ¿que mas?” luis chuckles, moves to prop his shoulder onto the wall behind you, one arm loosely caging you, the other resting on his hip. “y, pues, la cosa es…” he leans in, the tip of his nose brushing against the shell of your ear, “que difícil ignorar a alguien tan hermosa.”

heat rises up your face, a trained façade breaking as you laugh him off, unable to stop from smiling this time. luis hovers, incredibly pleased, watching from up close how your beauty lights up. he lingers even when you give him a lighthearted shove, stammering an excuse of having to check upstairs for supplies.

he lays back against the wall, feels the vibrations of your heels clicking up the stairs. knows you won’t find anything, anyway — if you weren’t so flustered, you’d remember he had already gone up there to check as soon as the group arrived.

a satisfied smirk refuses to leave his face, despite the severe way leon glares at him from across the room.

“i’m guessing you didn’t share any valuable input?” leon asks curtly, broad shoulders tense.

friends, my ass, luis thinks. he throws his hands up innocently, appearing clueless to leon’s envy. “no, no, it was. valuable for her to know, at least.” he winks impishly, earning himself a scowl. “c’mon, yanqui, i’m just being friendly, you know?”

though his jaw sets tight, leon says nothing in return, remembering ashley stands not too far from his place near the front door.

“everything’s clear up here.” your voice comes down the stairs before the rest of you does. you pointedly ignore both men eyeing your figure as you make your way to ashley’s side. “there’s a relatively clean bed upstairs if you’d like to rest, sweetie. i know it’s hard to relax in our situation, but i think it’s best you try.”

ashley quirks a brow. i’ll go if you tell me everything.

you offer your hand. well, duh.

“yeah, you’re probably right.” ashley agrees, voice feigning hesitation, placing her hand in yours to lead her away. she gives leon a passing look to gauge his reaction, but can’t seem to look past what she now recognizes as his “cool, calm, agent guy” persona. that, and, he’s a little too occupied watching you walk away to really react.

at least luis shows a little disappointment when you walk by without looking his way, even pouting at the lack of attention. the air sours as the two men are left alone, for plenty of reasons she’s clueless for.

she should really brush up on her spanish when she gets home.

translations below: “tell me, cutie, what’s up with you and the officer?” “what’s with what? he’s my associate, nothing more.” “it looks like he likes you quite a bit. he’s taken more care of you than of the girl.” “i like to think we’re friends. friends have to like each other, don’t they?” “that’s what i’d like to know, sweetheart. you, the guy, you’re just friends, right?” “wow…you’re seriously interested in him. why are you talking to me?” “i guess i wanna know if i have a chance, what else? and, well, the thing is…it’s difficult to ignore someone so beautiful.”

[citrine-elephant]

leon remains unpainted because i do not have primer right now

but fuck it, tonight, we watch... saw x.

[sketchy-tour]

Have I ever told yall a song I really associate with Dandy??? Like, when I think of Dandy this song just instantly comes to mind.

Course I got a whole playlist for them but this funky lil song lives in my mind rent free.

[tbhshaped]

constantly disappointed that when discussing aeon, nobody talks about ada?? as if she's not literally the other half of aeon.

[loxodontadae]

i desperately need to brush up on resi lore bcuz all i can think about right now is krauser taking his time with leon, but fucking him right then and there @ the knife battle

[4giorno]

my issue with getting into survivor games now that im still on the ps5 isnt being a burden to my teammates anymore, its that pressing skill checks registers at an extreme latency

[villafordefeatedvillains]

good morning internet i have drank a cotton candy bang energy and now i am seeing capcom's true original plan for resident evil village and that plan is just "yeah make a weird lumpy fish man who turns into an even bigger and lumpier fish man. now make him FUCK." i know that the one nine inch nails song about fucking like an animal came out before resident evil village however they travelled forward in time and saw re village and went "i need to write a song about moreau from resident evil village." just like the original doctor moreau (known for his island), everybody want him. tumblr slept on him in favor of heisenberg and lady dimitrescu and even donna whateverthefuckherlastnameis. but the REAL residetn evil sexyman is SALVOATR MOREAU. he gets SO MUCH BITCHES it is UNRRAL. yes i have been awake since 230 morning my time. and yes i did just chug a bang energy. and yes i may be losing my mind but the truth COME OUT. SALVATORE MOREAU *DOES* IS GET BITCHES. not me. i dont want him carnally or in any other way he is my least favorite character not just in resident evil village but in the series asa whole. he's so narsty and slimy. however i think in universe he gets so much bitches. and i think that should extend to out of universe. everyone wanted to fuck the duke when resident evil village came out. or maybe there was like one very vocal person that i s

post cancelled the person who wanted to fuck the duke also had the hots for moreau iirc. ok cool post cancelled i can rest in peace knowing SOMEONE sees my vision of moreau getting mad bitches. i dont even know if tehy still have a tumblr but i remember seeing selfship moreau art on my dash and i didnt know who he was but fuck yeah you go you fucking funky litele fish fucker. i guess.

[prettyflyshyguy]

Long shot I know but are there any North American accented folks out there who think they could do a solid impression of either of these two:

Rebecca Chambers (vendetta)

Leon Kennedy (Re4/Re6)

The reason being I want to do a little..... Youtube bit, with a very small script (Rebecca has significantly more lines but its not much, like under 1 minute easily, Leon only has a few lines and the audio will be modified/pitch shifted because he's infected but someone who can match him somewhat would be ace)

And I tried recording Rebecca's lines and look. It was OK. My American accent attempt is passable but incredibly strained, and I do not think I could pull off a decent sounding Leon.

Full transparency this is me requesting volunteers and is pro bono so I can make an animated shitpost akin to this.

[cosmic-cd]

i forgot leon & charizard and red & charizard have team-up lines in pokemon masters. i then proceeded to remember my player character has a charizard too

at this point i think i need to give hazel a charizard officially because itd be funny

[desertsportshipping]

As cute as Wes x Rui is, I could never get behind it because for me: Wes is very gay and Rui is either very straight or very in denial about being bi.

It is also important to mention that there are a lot of off handed comments from other NPCs that Wes and Rui are dating and I am a Contrary bitch.

[mothlover69]

Fanartists who take a character with defined abs and draw them with a healthy layer of fat... i love you

[citrine-elephant]

leon s kennedy would definitely be the kind of guy to physically overexert himself and take on as much of the labor he can because he feels bad if he doesn't. even if it's fair share, he's gotta jump in and help out.

dead tired, exhausted. who cares if he's being taken advantage of and used because the other party(s) know he'll do whatever he's asked. he feels bad. he feels like he isn't doing enough.

[darlinghowl]

one day i’m gonna make a post abt how annoying it is that the resident evil fandom on here & twitter writes off/actively hates jill/chris and leon/claire and how stupid that is because they ARE the blueprint. todays not that day but it’s coming <3

[applebunch]

THEY HAD TO MAKE SPECIFICALLY LEON ADDRESS THE ALLEGATIONS. THEY HAD TO. MICHAEL WOULD HAVE FUCKED IT UP SO BAD.

[desired-misery]

Whumptober WIP | Leon's POV

[warnings: vague allusions to Leon being worried about being outed as trans; references to (offscreen, assumed) homophobic and transphobic comments *warnings apply to under the cut]

On the topic of who knew about how fucked up he was, Leon’s thoughts jump to a question he hasn’t figured out how to ask until now. He risks it—  

“Krauser didn’t know about that, did he?”

Adam glances at him again, clearly caught by surprise. “Know what?”

Leon takes a few seconds, not sure if he really wants to know—

“That after Raccoon City, I was… you know.”

“Not unless you told him, he shouldn’t have.” Adam’s voice gentles, lowers.

It isn’t reassuring because Leon cannot stop himself from thinking along that same line, about the other medical information he keeps hidden—

“Did he know, uh, the other thing? Is that in my files?”

Adam’s confusion is obvious, but then realization hits. His voice gentles further. “No, that’s not general information— that’s between you and your doctors, Leon. And anyone you decide to tell.”

Leon thought that would be the answer he wanted… but it isn’t.

“What brought this up?”

Nothing but insults he has heard before— it’s not like Krauser ever said anything as disgusting as what Leon heard from the soldiers at the compound. They were doing it to get under his skin, that was all.

“Dunno. Had lot of time to think the past couple of days.”

Adam waits to see if Leon will cave and give up the real reason. Leon does not; he just spent an unknown number of hours playing this same fucking game with information he had less personal attachment to.

“I haven’t heard you mention him since—”

“I’m not talking about that traitor.”

Adam glances at him. Leon keeps his eyes averted.

“Okay,” Adam says.

Leon turns his body to face the door, adjusting his seat so that it is leaned back as far as it can go.

“Wake me up if you stop for food.”

Even though Leon can’t see him, he feels Adam’s eyes on his back multiple times. Even though it hardly takes more than a few minutes to fall asleep, a hundred thoughts run through Leon’s mind, all things he would love to not fucking think about ever again. It’s not like it matters— Krauser is dead as fuck, for damn real this time. Leon shoved Krauser’s own knife into his heart, felt it shudder and stop for good. 

Leon’s last conscious thought is more of a wish; that Adam doesn’t act like himself for one fucking minute and does not file away this moment of weakness as an interesting tidbit to bring up later for deeper analysis.