Please Destroy All Styling Gels And Combs. This Dog Must Remain Disheveled.

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WeskennedyWE2024 is now live!

Prompt suggestions can be done from August 2 - 9th here.

Our carrd can be viewed for more information on the event & staying up-to-date with the event!

My Weskennedy Week fic series begins! Ignore that I finished Monday on a Saturday. I'm a busy bee hehehe

Done drawing hubby!

! For Weskennedy Week Day 1: Hurt/comfort ! @weskennedyblog

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Battered and bleeding Wesker drags herself back to apartment, only to find Leon there waiting for her, and eager to be of service.

We're no longer doing just a Weskennedy event, that one died on September 30th, 1998 [Location: Raccoon City]

Our next one will be a Chrisker & Weskennedy Event! Forms for prompts will be up soon 🔞

Stay tuned for more info via our Discord

No minors. No whiners. Just an Evil Residents event.

🖤 THE VOTING RESULTS ARE IN 🖤 Event will be held from September 30 ~ October 6

well....

I don't like noise effect here but I can't fix it already...

Weskennedy Week Day 3: Temporary Allies + Handcuffs (NSFW) - Read on AO3

“Straight to business, huh? I was hoping for some foreplay.” Leon teased with a purse of his lips, raising a brow as Wesker’s head immediately pivoted to look at him. Leon was staring at him with his arms folded across his chest, in one of those compression t-shirts that he knew Wesker liked on him. Predictably, his attention went to his toned arms; Leon smirked. He could feel his eyes on him, even through the sunglasses. They really did very little to conceal anything about him now that they’d become so close.   “Really? Hmm,” Wesker drawled, the side of his mouth quirking up in a smug grin as Leon paced towards him with an affirmative hum. “I suppose I could make some room in my schedule for you in the near future…” He purred, spinning on his heel to face him and arching a brow. Leon continued to close the distance between them until both of their unbound chests pushed against one another’s. Wesker tilted his head down so that Leon could run the tip of his nose over the bridge of his own, gently urging his sunglasses down from their position. Albert purred as Leon watched the playful bat of his blonde eyelashes behind his lowered glasses. Lethal red eyes stared at him behind the soft follicles. Leon licked his own lips as their eyes met. They hadn’t touched one another, but half of the fun was in the buildup. The banter, the wit. The gentle humor and heated gazes… It never mattered if they saw each other often, or for long periods of time when they were together. Neither of them had entered this… whatever they were with any kind of delusion of normalcy. 

Day three for Weskennedy Week 2024, yippee! Another thank you to the host @weskennedyblog! ^_^ i hope you enjoy if you read!! <33333