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Leon has spent decades convinced he’s unworthy of anything beyond being used—haunted by childhood trauma, guilt over his parents’ deaths, and a string of relationships that left him hollower each time. Intimacy becomes self-punishment.
Then Chris, stubborn bastard that he is, refuses to let him vanish.
(In which Leon learns that he can be loved and that sex is supposed to feel good.)
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15 Jun 2026
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Leon, Claire, and Sherry are doing their best to survive after escaping from Raccoon City.
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15 Jun 2026
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so let's wait for the world to end by ijustwanttodestroy
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
26 Mar 2023
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“Happy anniversary,” she says, a cruel joke.
Leon smiles back. He can play that game if she wants. “Happy anniversary,” he agrees.
It’s a cold, rainy night in Paris. Leon takes Ada out on a completely normal and mundane date, like normal people do, where they do completely normal and mundane date things. Unfortunately, they are who they are.
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15 Jun 2026
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Ear cropping is a surgical procedure in which a dog's ears are removed or altered. It has no benefits for the dog and can cause permanent damage.
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09 Jun 2026
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It started when he was younger, a passing thing he had done in the first foster home he could remember being in. He would close his eyes tightly, squeezing to the point he could make out sparks of color underneath his eyelids, and would take one last gasp for air before holding it just as tightly in his lungs. Then, he would wait.
The first time, he heard nothing but the sound of a porch swing creaking in the wind outside of his bedroom window. Cars passing by on the street outside. The gentle groans of a house eight times as old as him. No footsteps. Nobody coming running out of a divine sense that the little boy had stopped breathing. The world kept spinning and his lungs soon ached for the rapidly depleting oxygen. Nobody came.
The place changed, his lung capacity even changed, but the one universal constant was that nobody ever came through the door.
Maybe that's why Leon, drunk out of his mind on a motel floor, hadn't even heard the first knock.
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09 Jun 2026