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THE HOLLOW MAN

It started with a whisper.

"Come closer."

Mia bolted upright in bed, her breath caught in her throat. The room was dark except for the dim glow of the streetlights outside. Beside her, Jake was fast asleep, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythm.

Had she imagined it?

She held her breath, listening.

Silence.

Mia let out a shaky exhale and laid back down, pulling the covers up to her chin. She was probably just tired. But just as sleep began to take her—

"I’m waiting."

The voice was right beside her ear.

She jerked up so fast her head spun. Her hands trembled as she reached for the bedside lamp, flicking it on. The room was empty.

Jake groaned and turned over. “Babe, what the hell?”

“There’s—” She hesitated. She couldn’t explain it. Couldn’t make him believe.

Nothing,” she muttered, turning off the light.

But it wasn’t nothing.

The whispers continued each night, growing bolder. The air felt heavy, suffocating. Shadows shifted in the corners of the room. And then—she saw him.

A shape.

Tall. Wrong.

It stood in the corner, limbs too long, torso stretched unnaturally thin. Its face was a smudge of darkness, an absence where features should be. It did not move. It did not breathe. It only watched.

Mia shut her eyes, whispering, “Not real, not real, not real.”

When she opened them again—he was closer.

She screamed.

Jake jolted awake, cursing. “Mia, what the hell is wrong with you?”

“There’s someone—” She pointed.

But the corner was empty.

“Mia, you need to sleep,” he sighed, pulling her into his arms. “You’re just freaking yourself out.”

But she wasn’t.

Because each night, the Hollow Man crept closer.

She refused to sleep. The lights stayed on. But the whispers only grew louder.

"Let me in."

Then, Mia made a mistake.

She whispered back.

"Who are you?"

The room collapsed into silence. The air turned rancid, thick with the smell of rot.

Then, slowly—it grinned.

The lights flickered.

Mia choked on a scream as her body seized, her back arching violently. Her skin rippled and split, as if something inside her was crawling its way out.

Jake watched in horror as deep, jagged cuts tore open across her stomach, something moving beneath the flesh. Her veins bulged, black and swollen, spreading like a spiderweb under her skin.

“MIA!” He lunged for her—

Her jaw snapped open.

Too wide.

Unnatural.

Her tongue split down the middle, peeling apart like rotting fruit. Her teeth sharpened before his eyes, jagged like broken glass.

Her fingers clawed at her own face, peeling away strips of skin. The flesh sloughed off in wet chunks, exposing muscle and bone.

Jake gagged. Something was pushing out from inside her.

He grabbed her wrists, trying to hold her together, but her body buckled and ripped apart, spilling blood, viscera, and something else—something dark, shifting, wrong.

The Hollow Man stepped out of her, shedding her body like a useless husk. Jake’s mouth opened in a silent scream as the creature turned toward him—

And Mia’s skinless face grinned back.

Then, the lights went out.

(Sorry this took so long, my lovelys. I hope this lives up to expectations and let me know what you want to write! Love you xx(

(Hello beautiful people,I just wanna say thank you so much for your support on my first post it means the world to me,so thank you. Enjoy this post, and have a good day/night. Love you xx)

A Love Beyond the Woods

Crystal Lake was quiet, save for the rustle of the trees and the faint whispers of the wind. In the midst of this serene wilderness stood Jason Voorhees, a towering figure of legend, feared by many. But to you, he was more than the shadow that loomed over campfire tales. He was Jason—your Jason.

How It Began

You weren’t like the others who stumbled upon Camp Crystal Lake with loud music and reckless abandon. You came seeking solitude, hoping the quiet might help you heal from your own scars. When you first encountered Jason, it was terrifying, but something in your demeanor gave him pause. You didn’t scream. You didn’t run. Instead, you stood your ground, whispering, "I don’t want to hurt you." Those words broke through the anger and loneliness that had consumed him for years.

Jason didn’t speak, but his actions told you everything. When he lowered his weapon and simply stared at you, it was the beginning of something neither of you could have anticipated.

Headcanons About Your Relationship

1. Jason’s Protective Nature

Jason is fiercely protective of you. Anyone who dares come near the camp with harmful intent is swiftly dealt with. But with you, his rough exterior softens. He ensures you’re always safe, often shadowing you silently when you wander near the woods.

2. Communication Without Words

Though Jason doesn’t speak, the two of you developed a unique form of communication. Simple gestures—pointing, nodding, or even the way he tilts his head—speak volumes. Sometimes, you’d write notes to him, and though his reading was slow, he’d cherish every word.

3. Quiet Affection

Jason isn’t one for grand displays of affection, but his actions are tender. He’ll leave small gifts for you: a cluster of wildflowers, a smooth stone he found by the lake, or even an old trinket unearthed from the campgrounds.

4. Healing Together

Both of you carry scars—yours visible, his hidden beneath the mask. But being together brings a sense of peace neither of you knew you needed. On quiet nights, you’d sit by the lake, your hand resting lightly on his. Even in silence, there’s a profound connection.

5. Cooking and Domesticity

Though Jason doesn’t need much to survive, he’ll occasionally bring fresh fish from the lake or small game from the woods. You’d cook meals for the two of you, and he’d watch intently, fascinated by the process. Seeing him tilt his head as he tries new food always makes you smile.

6. Soft Moments

Jason has a softer side he rarely shows. Once, you caught him holding a small rabbit in his massive hands, gently petting it. He froze when he noticed you, but when you smiled, he relaxed, letting the rabbit go.

7. Your Influence on Him

You’ve shown Jason that not everyone is out to harm him. Over time, he’s become less aggressive toward strangers who aren’t causing trouble, though he’s still wary. You’re the only one who’s managed to calm the storm inside him.

8. Nightmares and Comfort

Sometimes, Jason’s past haunts him. On those nights, he’d thrash in his makeshift bed, and you’d sit beside him, softly whispering reassurances. Your presence always seemed to ease his torment.

One evening, as the sun set over Crystal Lake, painting the water in hues of gold and crimson, Jason approached you with something in his hands. It was a crude, handmade bracelet—twine and small beads he must’ve found around the camp. He held it out to you, his head slightly bowed, as if unsure of your reaction.

Your heart swelled. Sliding it onto your wrist, you smiled up at him. “It’s perfect, Jason. Thank you.”

Though he didn’t speak, the way his shoulders relaxed and his gaze softened told you everything. In his own way, he was telling you he cared.

Life with Jason wasn’t conventional, but it was yours. And in the quiet, away from the world’s judgment, you found a love as deep and enduring as the woods themselves.

(I hope you've enjoyed this, Jason voorhees x reader post,bye-bye xx)

chapter 1 is up bitches.

Chapter one is out bitches!! go read it rnrn. RN. LOOK AT HIM HOW CAN U NOT GO READ IT RNRNRNRNRNRNRNNRRNRNRNRNRNRNRNRNRNRNRNNRNRN

A little death 1

summary: Rock n Roll was at its peak, and so was Guns n Roses. However, the most popular band had lost their drummer, and what’s a rock band without their drummer? So when a new girl steps in to fill the gap in their band, slash doesn’t take too kindly to her. She’s wild, untamed, free spirited, an addict, and yet, she was free. Everyone loved her. The world loved her. And yet, Slash couldn’t. He hated her. Plain and simple, because it was easier to hate her, than to love her.

warnings: this will contain mentions of sexual themes and adult themes. if any of those things trigger you, please hope off now :) ....

Axls eyes fluttered open, noticing the chair closest to y/n was empty, Slash’s chair was empty. the redheads gaze moved onto the bathroom door, slightly closed but not fully, light coming but from the bottom of the door. Axl got up and took a glance at y/n, still laying practically lifeless with no color in her face. not makeup, no wine colored lips, nor her pink highlighter. He rubbed his eyes as he walked off to the bathroom, slowly pushing the door open as he looked inside, his best friend was on the floor shaking while he clutched something close to his chest. Axl didn’t say much or anything for that matter and sat down next to him.

he rubbed his knees and he kept his gaze straight. Slash gulped putting his forehead against his knees. Axl took a deep breath, licking his lips before going to speak up.

….

1 MONTH PRIOR

"fucking bitch." Slash muttered under his breath as he took a sip of his water, leaning against a wall as he watched y/n sat on a couch with a bunch of other people around her, all sharing lines. Izzy was next to her as he took a line after her. “hey handsome” A brunette said as she moved her hand along Slash’s shoulders and arms before moving in-front of him, slash took a glance at her before looking over at y/n again, soon enough the girl in-front of him pulled him into a kiss, which he couldn’t resist melting into it.

it took a while before the two pulled away, Slash’s gaze averting to where y/n was sat, to find a empty spot. “i-uh, i gotta go” Slash said patting the lady’s arm before rushing off looking for her, walking into a couple rooms to find some couples fucking, Duff and some groupies, some more people doing lines but no y/n before he heard a voice say “man, get off my dick” followed by a giggle, Slash turned around to check the voice out and found y/n on the floor while a guy was standing infront of her with a bag of what looked like to be powdered heroine.

y/n looked over at Slash and smiled “aye! Sau- oops, Slash!” she giggled, as Slash quickly bent down to help her up “okay, let’s get you back to the hotel” He said concern lacing his voice, this was a routine to Slash at this point, he came to parties to look after y/n. “hey man, come on! we were gonna go do something!” the guy said moving over to grab onto y/n’s arm “hey, fucking touch her again and i’ll fuck you up.” Slash said loudly, y/n’s eyes widened as she giggled once again.

Slash quickly moved y/n’s arm around his shoulder to help her walk out, he walked out the party, helping y/n sit down on the sidewalk before calling over a taxi. once one stopped, Slash, helped her back up and helped her get in the back, getting in next to her as he told the driver where they were headed. he rested back before licking his lips, looking over at her. “did he do anything to you?” Saul said as y/n shook her head “nope, but i sure missed out on some good shit” she chuckled laying her head on his shoulder

“think you can stay awake?” Slash asked, hearing her hum but knowing she was going to do the exact opposite, he rested his palm on her leg, moving his thumb in a circle. it didn’t take long for them to arrive, he paid the driver before nudging y/n awake “come on, need you to walk with me sweets, kay?” he mumbled to her, moving some hair out of her face, as he wrapped her arm around his shoulder just like before, walking them inside the lobby as he moved over to the elevator. “you’ve got a lot of hair, y’ know that?” she giggled as Saul chuckled “yea i know sweets. come on” He said walking them inside the elevator and pressing the floor of their rooms

“oh no!” y/n said scaring Saul as he looked over at her worried “what?” “we forgot Izzy! oh and Axl, and duff too!” y/n said looking at Saul, causing him to laugh “sweetheart, we didn’t forget them, they’ll be here soon. how much did you drink?” he smiled looking down at her as he smiled, noticing y/n’s mascara leaving little marks near the top of her cheeks “hold still” he said moving his thumb to wipe his the stains off, before the elevator ping let him know they’d reached, he helped y/n carefully to her room, her giggles filling the hallway “you’ve got your keycard right?” Saul said, realizing he should get copies of her card

“mhm, right here” y/n said pointing at the pocket that held her wallet, Saul dug his hand into her pocket, pulling out the red leather wallet and taking the card out, putting it against the scanner and pushing the door open as he helped her in and set her down on the bed. putting her wallet on the table under the tv. taking his leather jacket off revealing his rolling stones shirt that he had worn after the concert “take your jacket off for me sweets.” Saul knew y/n never remembered most the night after she got high and drunk, so the sweetness wasn’t remembered after all.

Saul drugged through her toiletries and found the makeup wipes she always had, taking a wipe out before wiping her face clean of any makeup, helping her into the bathroom as he then helped her do the skincare routine he had remembered knowing the band would never hear the end of how she forgot to do it. Once she was done, Saul rushed to get the clothes she slept in, which were a shirt and plaid pj pants. he handed them to her as he waited outside for her, She handed him her old clothes which he put in the laundry bag for house cleaning to take care of. He finally had her in the bed, tucked in and out like a light.

he looked at the clock and realized it was 3 in the morning, knowing she had time before their next flight “hey, im leaving this right for ya, okay?” Saul whispered to her moving some hair again out of her face as he put the trash can next to her along with her painkillers and water “night love” he whispered kissing her forehead before grabbing his jacket and leaving the room, closing the door behind him as he leant up against it, digging his face into his hands

“how long are you gonna keep taking care of her before you two realize you love each other?” Saul heard, looking up to see his red headed friend “ ‘m not in love with her” “you sure? because you could’ve left her to do whatever is what she was gonna do with that guy, and every other night, would’ve left her to come home with Duff and Izzy real late, to sleep in her makeup and heals and leather pants.” Axl said looking at his friend as he licked his lips

“Saul-“ “there’s nothing going on. got it rose?” Slash said, looking at him before walking over to his room which was three feet away from y/n’s unlocking the door “night” he mumbled before walking in and slamming the door shut

…

“you okay?” Axl asked as Slash looked at him shrugging “if she is i am.”

New slash series.

Hellos children. U SEE THIS BEAUTIFUL, GORGEOUS, STUNNINGLY BREATHTAKING MAN? IVE GOT A NEW SERIES COMING OUT FOR HIM. BUT FCKEN TUMBLR PUT A MATURE POST LABEL ON THE MASTERLIST POST N MIGHT FOR EACH CHAPTER SO IM TELLING YALL HERE INCASE TUMBLRS HIDING IT FROM YALL. SO IMA TAG THE MASTER LIST HERE AND IMA PUT OUT A SMALL POST WHENEVER A CHAPTER IS OUT YALL R GETTING ONE SOON THO SO YAY!!!

HERES THE MASTERLIST.

A little death Masterlist.

summary: Rock n Roll was at its peak, and so was Guns n Roses. However, the most popular band had lost their drummer, and what’s a rock band without their drummer? So when a new girl steps in to fill the gap in their band, slash doesn’t take too kindly to her. She’s wild, untamed, free spirited, an addict, and yet, she was free. Everyone loved her. The world loved her. And yet, Slash couldn’t. He hated her. Plain and simple, because it was easier to hate her, than to love her.

warnings: this will contain mentions of drugs, overdoses, sex, drinking and more. if any of those things trigger you, please hope off now :)

part 1 - part 2

My Angel ☆☆

Slash x reader 

warnings: a bit of angst at the start, just fluff, mentions of alcohol and drugs, etc.

summary: y/n and Saul get into a fight about his addiction, and saul finds a letter y/n had written about him.

authors note: listen to September - sparky deathcap, because it fit 💀 part 1!

Saul's eyes slowly began fluttering open, how he'd prayed it was all a bad dream. he could see a figure standing against the balcony door, the soft wind occasionally blowing her hair. it was her, it was y/n. He got up slowly rubbing his eyes as he walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and putting his forehead against her shoulder, what made his heart ache was the fact that she tensed up "please don't do that" he whispered, not being able to handle the thought of her leaving him. She kept her gaze at the beach straight ahead, she knew she should listen to the voice in her head, not Saul's begging her not to leave, but that tiny one that was warning her, to not put herself through, god she should listen but how could she? how could she leave her angel. her beautiful boy.

"you have to promise me. promise me that you won't relapse again, because I can't do this every time. I can't keep handling having to put you in a new rehab program every single fucking time you relapse because the one before didn't work. I can't handle coming home one day to find you dead on our bathroom floor, I really can't Saul, I get so worried when you head over to the studio because I know that if Axl even offers you a drop of fucking heroin you'd take it without a second thought. I can't lose you Saul, and you can't seem to comprehend that, I really can't." she said letting out a few sobs as her hands flew to hide her face in her palms, Saul looked at her and spun her slowly "I am so sorry sweetheart." he mumbled his own tears rolling down his cheeks as he hugged her tightly she wrapped her arms around him sobbing into his chest, how she missed his scent. "I promise you I'm never doing any of that shit ever again, I swear to you y/n." he mumbled into her hair kissing the top of her as she moved to look at him, he looked down into her eyes, wondering how could he have hurt her so much "can I kiss you?" he asked moving some of her hair away from her face as she nodded, parting her lips a bit as he leaned down to kiss her, his hands resting on her cheeks as hers stayed in their place around his waist "I love you, I love you so so much it hurts." he mumbled to her against her lips "I know" she mumbled back as they kept their lips connected, Slash always told her that his lips were made to kiss hers, just hers and no one else's. they were moulded perfectly to fit her lips. once they'd pulled away, y/n kept her forehead against his "I love you, and one day, if you'll take me, I'm gonna marry you, I'm gonna take you wherever you want, we can have those kids you said you wanted" he chuckled through his tears. "you know, the ones with big curly hair and brown eyes?" he said as she grinned a bit knowing he'd read her journal as she had never mentioned kids to Slash "you read that?" she mumbled as she wiped her cheeks "yep, I read the part where I'm your angel. just so you know, I know someone whos even more angelic then I am." he smiled as she moved back a bit to look at him, as her eyebrows furrowed "and whos that?" "you." he said, watching her cheeks turn red as she chuckled a bit "I seriously love you so much," Saul told her caressing her cheek with his thumb "I love you too, baby," she said as he connected their lips once more .... this was short I'm sorry!! but here's part 2!

My Angel ☆

Slash x reader

warnings: a bit of angst at the start, just fluff, mentions of alcohol and drugs, etc.

summary: y/n and Saul get into a fight about his addiction, and saul finds a letter y/n had written about him.

authors note: listen to September - sparky deathcap, because it fit 💀 part 2!!

"Oh go fuck yourself, saul!" she yelled out as tears streamed down her face, staring back at the man she loves. she hid her face in her hands as Saul let realization hit him, he failed her again, he relapsed after promising to stay clean for the third time in their five years together. he called her names, trashed the house, told her he wished he never loved her, that he despised her. all because she had flushed his stash down the toilet, those words were the first thing she said since he started his tantrum. her sobs now filling the apartment "s-shit baby" he mumbled as he walked towards her his hands reaching up to hold her arms "don't touch me" she said flinching away from him almost instantly she finally looked up at him, with a look he couldn't even describe. y/n grabbed her car keys and purse, quickly rushing out of the apartment, leaving saul alone with his mess. she left. his brain was too drugged to comprehend going after her, he didn't know what to do, he was lucky he was even still standing with the number of drugs he's consumed. Saul rushed over to the phone connected to the wall, dialling Stevens number as he waited, till he heard a voice "steven adler speaking!" "adler, I fucking- y/n, she left and... shes gone" saul sobbed into the phone, leaving his friend very confused as Steven looked over at duff who'd been over at his house "hold on, me and duff are on our way okay?" saul nodded, letting the other hang up as he fell against the wall. he looked around the trashed apartment and noticed underneath a pile of glass, was a book. y/ns handwriting on the front of it. it was her journal, the one she always wrote in. he moved over to grab it, his fingers moving over the old leather cover of the book. he opened the book and let whatever page open, his eyes read over the words, letting himself remember how he loved her handwriting, she always said it looked like a little kid's handwriting, almost unreadable but he always read whatever she would write. he noticed the date that was written 22/9/1987. the day guns n roses performed at the ritz in new york. how can he look so pretty, so angelic without even trying, my saul, a complete angel. gosh how I love him, how I adore him, I've loved and adored him since we first met before all this, before guns n roses, back in 84. I don't regret going to Madam Wong's in East Hollywood, I remember how adorable he looked, his hair was less wild then. I remember the funky clothes he wore that night, god how I remember what I felt when he looked at me. I felt like a little girl whose crush held her hand for the first time during recess. I remember how he stumbled over his words when he came up to me afterwards, I remember how gentle his touch was, how he asked to kiss me underneath a faulty street light in California's weather, I remember every date and moment that happened after. I know saul isn't clean anymore, it hurts me knowing he could slip through my fingers at any given moment, he doesn't remember how I held him a few nights back, I could hear his breathing vividly, and I could see how the colour and life was sucked out of him, he looked almost ghost-like. he doesn't know that's why I haven't slept well in the past few nights, how could I? how could I rest knowing my angel might vanish. how I hate when he does it, but then again, how I love him. my beautiful beautiful boy, I gifted him that song and told him it described him very well. a very beautiful boy. I've dreamt of love this good, and I've got it, saul hudson will forever be the man I love. if we're together or broken up, far or close, in love or fighting, he will always be that angel that sits in my heart, strumming his guitar without a care in the world, singing my favourite songs to me, letting me run my fingers through his untamed curls. I wonder if we ever have kids and if they'll take after him, I hope they do, how I would love little version of him, with his beautiful brown eyes, gorgeous black curls, beautiful facial features, warm coloured skin.

how I love him, my sweet beautiful boy, my guardian angel. y/n l/n ♥ Saul hadn't noticed how hard he began sobbing, this was how much she loved him. and yet all he did was tell her he didn't love her at all. he pulled the leather-covered book to his chest and pull his knees to his chest. not realizing that the door had opened and revealed the mess of an apartment to his two friends. Steven's eyes quickly made their way to Saul, who was surrounded by broken glass, and wood. Duff looked around, getting an idea of what just might have gone down. they both rushed over to Slash, glass breaking underneath their steps "Hey man" Steven said as he crouched down to Slash's level "we need you to calm down alright? so you can tell us what happened and where y/n is" the smaller blonde explained as Duff rubbed Sauls back 

"get him some water, Adler" Duff said as Steven rushed to do so. it didn't take Steven long before he made his way back to them handing Saul the glass, who chugged it down rather quickly. "could you now tell us what happened?" Duff asked, Saul, keeping his gaze straight ahead "she found out I relapsed.she flushed all my shit down the drain, and I got mad at her. I yelled, I threw things, broke some more, i-i told her I didn't love her... that I would never forgive her for what she did, fuck man- I told her I hated her, despised her even" he mumbled letting out a sob towards the end "and she told me to go fuck myself, and when I tried to touch her, she moved away and told me to not touch her, and then she... she left without another word. I need her, I really really love her and I fucked up" he mumbled tears rolling down his cheeks, not caring that this had to be the first time he'd cried around the guys. 

Steven squeezed his shoulder before sighing "let's get you to bed, and then I'll clean up here and Duff can go look for y/n/n, okay?" Steven told his friend before he and Duff had helped Slash up and to his bed, the one he and y/n got up from not long ago. the minute Saul's head touched the pillow, he was out. Duff noticed y/n's journal in Saul's grip, he took it and placed it on the bedside table before leaving the room and closing the door behind him, Steven grabbed a garbage bag and began cleaning up the glass "you knew. you knew he was doing drugs again and didn't say a word to her." Steven told Duff looking at him "I know, I already feel like an asshole" the man said as he sat down on the couch ..... part 2 will be up soon, I promise!! thoughts?

slash is so hot 😍

kennechenko【Letter from Leon】

Please let me participate For @rerarepairmonth Week 2 - Myths and Monsters, Pet Names, Mental Health/Support Systems - May 7th to May 12th

Leon writes a letter to Buddy. The awkward part is that Leon may be writing in Slavic.

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[Letter from Leon, 3rd letter]

To Buddy

I'm glad things are going well. Thank you for accepting my lengthy apology last time. You're probably thinking that the first letter was so flippant and short, right? I just wanted to see if I'd get a reply, and if so, what kind of reply.

Of course I did it to save you, but I've been… No, I won't repeat myself like a baby after you accepted it.

There are a few other things I'd like to thank you for...for pointing out my spelling mistake last time and not being lenient with me. Sensei. I'll make an excuse, but I wrote this in a hurry, or rather, I didn't have the courage and I was drinking.

When you're ready to be discharged from the hospital, please contact ○○○○ at ○○. Let me know when you've decided on a new address.

From Americans

[Letter from Leon, 7th letter]

Dear Mr. Kozachenko

How are you feeling?

You don't know where to send the letter addressed to me? My letters arrive you in bulk? I guess it can't be helped since I'm from overseas. The quickest way to get it to me is to have it sent to my workplace, but there's a chance that other people will see it, so I think it's best to send it to my home.

I'm sorry we can't have a conversation.

But this is a letter for my mental health. If it's too much of a burden for you, I'll stop. But you're the type of person who will tell me clearly if you don't like it, and you won't put up with it, right? I hope so.

When I get some time off, can I suddenly come over to your house again? I might be relaxing at your house by the time this letter arrives.

Leon

[Letter from Leon, 15th letter/postcard]

To my Buddy

I don't know what to do. I've been thinking about your face all this time. Can I come over to your house again?

Please stay healthy.

[Letter from Leon, 17th letter]

To my dear Sasha

I hope this letter reaches you. My feelings haven't changed.

This isn't because I feel guilty about shooting you. I'm not saying that it doesn't exist. I'll say it first. I know this might seem like an afterthought, but it's true.

I was attracted to you from the moment we first met.

The truth is, I went to visit you when you were in the hospital. But you were in a daze. You looked so distressed that I quickly left. I regret it from the bottom of my heart.

with love

[Letter from Leon, 23rd letter/postcard]

My dearest Buddy

Hey Darling, I want to see you. Anyway, I'm okay now. Why do you think that is? I want to meet you and talk about it. I love you. Yours, Leon

Fin.

Japanese↓

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【レオンからの手紙、三通目】

バディへ

経過が良好で良かった。 この前は長々とした謝罪を受け入れてくれてありがとう。一通目はあんなに軽口で短い手紙だったのに、って思っているだろう？あれは、お前からの返信があるかどうか、あるとしたら、どんな返信か、確認するためだった。

もちろん救うためにやったことだが、俺はずっと……。いや、お前が受け入れてくれたのに女々しく繰り返すのはやめる。

他にいくつか礼を言うとしたら…… スペルミスを指摘して、多目に見てくれなかったこともありがとう。先生。 急いで、というより、酒を飲んで書いたんだよ。勇気が出なくてね。

病院から退院する目処が立ったら、○○の○○○に連絡してみてくれ。新しい住所が決まったら、教えて。

アメリカ人より

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【レオンからの手紙、七通目】

親愛なるコザチェンコ先生

体調はどう？

俺宛の手紙を、どこに送ったらいいか分からない？何通もまとめて届く？海外からだから仕方がないかもしれないな。 職場に送ってもらうのが一番早く俺の手に届くんだが、他の人間に見られる可能性があるから、やはり自宅だな。 会話が成立しなくてすまない。

でも、これは俺のメンタルヘルスのための手紙なんだ。もしお前にとって負担ならやめるよ。でも、お前は嫌ならハッキリ言うタイプで、我慢なんてしないだろう？そうであって欲しい。

休暇が取れたらまた急に行ってもいいかな？この手紙が着く頃には、お前の家で寛いでいるかもしれない。

レオン

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【レオンからの手紙、十通目/葉書】

俺のバディへ

俺はどうしたらいいか分からない。ずっとお前の顔のことを考えてる。またお前の家に行ってもいいかな。 どうか元気に過ごしていてくれ。

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【レオンからの手紙、十五通目】

愛するサーシャへ

この手紙がちゃんと届くといいんだが。俺の気持ちは変わらない。 これは君を撃った罪悪感からの気持ちじゃない。それがないとは言わないけど。 先に言っておくよ。こんなことを言うと、後だしだと思われるだろう。でも本当なんだ。 最初に会った瞬間から、君に惹かれていた。

実は、君が病院にいた時に見舞いに行った。でも君は朦朧としていた。君はあまりにも苦しそうで、足早に去ってしまった。もう取り戻せないが、そのことをいつも心の底から後悔している。

愛を込めて

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【レオンからの手紙、二十三通目/葉書】

最愛の俺のバディ

君に会いたい。話さなくてもいい。一緒にいられさえすれば。とにかく俺はもう大丈夫。何故かって？それを会って話したいんだ。愛してる。君の物のレオン

Kennechenko【Slice of Life】

Please let me participate For @rerarepairmonth Week 1 - Fairytales, Domesticity/Slice of Life, On Holiday - May 1st to May 6th. ─something like poetry

He has returned to his normal life, but I have to go on a new battle. I have never seen him as a teacher. I wonder if I will ever meet him.

"I wanted to see you as a teacher, not as a guerrilla."

"You'll meet this teacher soon, because you've given me my life back."

Buddy's gaze, watching over his students with kindness yet strength, is a place that battle-weary agent long for.

kennechenko/SUSHI date

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Vendetta Leon and Damnation Sasha on a dated

Kennechenko/Abductions

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This is a Slav's guerrilla abduction by USA agents!

On vacation at Sasha's house.

For @rerarepairmonth Week 1 - Fairytales, Domesticity/Slice of Life, On Holiday - May 1st to May 6th

"All the effort I came to your house on vacation!" Leon doesn't want Buddy to go to work.

my kennechenko HC

This is my email I sent to DM in response to a question about Buddy and Kenechenko. I was able to write a little about Kennechenko, so I'll post it here. I'm sorry if there are any strange parts because it's a Google translation.

⚠️Long⚠️I'm a big fan of Damnation's Buddy. I wasn't know about Leon's popularity or achievements in games, so I thought Damnation's Leon is a strong, humanity kind warrior who saves him.

Buddy lost his students and his fiancée, and even though he was hurt, he kept fighting. He's strong, emotional, and self-sacrificing, and I like that about him. I thought he was going to die at the end, but Leon saved him. I'm really glad that Buddy was able to return to his original self as a teacher!

Please be careful from here on. This is a fan fiction love story between Leon and Buddy that is not in the original work.

In my fan fiction（HC）, this encounter makes Leon fall in love with Buddy.

So, when Leon finishes his mission, he comes to Buddy. Since Leon is his benefactor, Buddy will always welcome Leon warmly.

Buddy has to take care of himself legs. And he has lost the woman he loved the most. So Buddy will need time. but he will gradually fall in love too.

Leon is strong, but in the Damnation official novel, he's tired of fighting. I think that meeting Buddy, who he saved and who is now alive and well, will heal him.

Thank you for reading this far✨

↓Japanese

これはバディとケネチェンコについての質問にDMで返信したメールです。Google翻訳なのでおかしな点があったらごめんなさい。

長文です⚠️ ダムネーションのバディの大ファンです。 レオンの人気やゲームでの活躍は知らなかったので、ダムネーションのレオンは彼を救う強くて人情味のあるオリジナルの戦士だと思っていました。

バディは生徒と婚約者を失い、傷つきながらも戦い続けました。強くて感情豊かで自己犠牲的なところが好きです。 最後は死んでしまうと思っていましたが、レオンに救われました。 バディが元の先生の姿に戻って本当に良かったです！

以下は原作にはない、レオンとバディの恋愛物語です。

私のファンフィクションでは、この出会いをきっかけにレオンはバディに恋をします。

そして、レオンは任務を終えるとバディの元へ向かいます。レオンは恩人なので、バディはレオンを温かく迎え入れます。でもバディには自分の下肢の世話があり、幼なじみの婚約者もいました。だからバディは時間はかかりますが、徐々に恋に落ちていきます。

レオンは強いですが、ダムネーション公式小説では戦いに疲れています。彼が救い、今は元気に生きているバディとの出会いが、彼を癒やしてくれるのではないかと思います。

ここまで読んでいただき、ありがとうございます✨

I first saw the RE movie "Damnation" at the end of 2018 or around 2019. I didn't know the game or the movie, and Damnation was the first RE I saw. I was disappointed that Buddy would no longer appear when I saw RE in other media 😭 I was fascinated by Buddy and Leon, but I didn't know their fan slash names at the time, so I couldn't find any fan fiction about them. (Kenechenko, Japanese name-レオサシャ) I was writing stories and making figures by myself. Luckily, I had friends I could talk to about Leon and Buddy, so that helped me. I'm happy that I can now see this wonderful Kenechenko fan fiction. Thank You

2018年末か2019年頃にREの映画「ダムネーション」を初めて見ました。 ゲームも映画も知らずに、ダムネーションが初めて見たREでした。 他の媒体でREを見た時、バディが登場しなくなることにがっかりしました😭 バディとレオンに魅了されていたのですが、当時はファンスラッシュネームを知らなかったので、二人の二次創作を見つけることができませんでした。（ケネチェンコ、日本語名レオサシャ） 一人で物語を書いたり、フィギュアを作ったりしていました。幸いにもレオンとバディについて話せる友達がいたので助かりました。 今、この素晴らしいケネチェンコの二次創作作品を見ることができて嬉しいです。ありがとう！

[repose] A story about Leon falling asleep in Buddy's bed.

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I love this rare pair! Please let me participate. @rerarepairmonth Week 1 - Fairytales, Domesticity/Slice of Life, On Holiday - May 1st to May 6th

I usually speak Japanese. I translated it using Google Translate. It's a bit strange in places, but please look at it with one eye gently. I'll fix it if I can after looking at the folds. Sorry if the English is weird because it's Google translation

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When he went to Buddy's house...

When he entered with the spare key, Buddy was not there and the room was empty. Leon relaxed and took off his leather jacket,

(Is he still at school...)

Well, I see.

It was exactly 2pm. He hadn't called or emailed him to say he was coming today.

The room was quiet, somewhat cluttered, and lonely.

This time's mission. Leon was not splashed with blood, so quarantine was simple. He got naked with the Army Special Forces in charge of the joint operation and only had to take a disinfectant shower over his head in a long area separated by blue tarps.

When he checked his own smell, he could still smell the strong chemicals on his skin.

Even though he had taken three showers using body soap, the chemical smell had permeated his skin and could not be removed. The smell had invaded his brain.

(Speaking of smells...)

When he smelled the smell of this house, he somehow felt calm.

They say that maggots swarm among widowers, but perhaps because Buddy is in a wheelchair, his room is always tidy, and the room smells of Buddy's lightly scented massage cream. Sometimes there is also the smell of laundry detergent.

As soon as Leon sees Buddy's bed, his feet are drawn to it almost unconsciously.

Let's rest for a bit. Just lie down and rest for a moment.

When he lies down on Buddy's bed and presses his face against the pillow, Buddy's strong smell naturally fills his nostrils and face. Buddy

is precious because he changes the sheets and covers as soon as Leon comes.

The smell of the person you love always stirs your brain and heart.

But Buddy's smell is different... how should I express it? He always spends his holidays surrounded by his smell, so Buddy's smell automatically switches him on vacation...

Leon only remembers the moment Buddy's smell filled his brain.

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The next time Leon wakes up, it is night. He

sat up and looked around the room.

Buddy was already in his pajamas, had laid the sheets on the sofa, and was about to go to sleep.

When Leon saw Buddy, his eyes met and he asked,

"Are you awake?"

"If you're back, wake me up..."

"I've prepared dinner and put it in the fridge, so you can heat it up in the microwave and eat it."

"Buddy, are you going to sleep?"

Leon was about to get up from the bed when he noticed his situation. His shoes had been taken off, and his belt and collar were loosened.

He didn't remember, but maybe he had unconsciously taken them off by himself out of habit. No way...

"Hey Buddy, did you let me take off my shoes?"

"Yeah... Was it nice? You answered normally."

"...How?"

He had no memory

of it. "When I touched your feet, you suddenly raised your head, so I told you,

'If you want to sleep here, I'll let you take off your shoes,'

and you put your head back on the pillow and said, 'Thank you,' or something. It was only for a moment, but your eyes were open."

It seemed he had responded unconsciously. I had no choice but to believe Buddy's words, which he imitated with a strong Midwestern accent.

(Thank goodness...)

I didn't have to point a gun at Buddy.

I sometimes hear about cases where people point weapons at their families the moment they wake up on their first day back from the front line.

Buddy said,

"If you don't remember, I'll say it again, but if you go to bed, please take off your bulletproof vest and shoes that don't look like a bulletproof vest.

" "...If you took them off, you could have played a prank on me while you were there."

"----"

Leon tried to hide his embarrassment by making a joke, and a nervous look of disgust appeared on Buddy's face.

(Oh no...)

Buddy is an elementary school teacher.

The joke of "pranks" that warriors, agents, and strong men and women would laugh at, but Buddy has a completely different idea.

I seem to be more tired than I thought.

"Ah, no, I just wanted to tell you that I wanted you to wake me up. Tickling me, pinching my nose, playing with me..."

"Hmm,"

Buddy replied coldly,

"Well, that's fine. If you think I'm the kind of man who gropes sleeping people's bodies, I would never have let you step over my threshold again."

"No way, that can't be true?"

Leon had intended to play a sexual prank on me, and Buddy knew about it, but it seemed like he was willing to forgive me. I'm glad he

was hanging on by a thread.

But...

I can't believe it. The agent was asleep while the teacher took off his shoes and loosened his belt and collar.

In fact, Leon woke up for a moment during that, and he has a vague memory of it. But it's just a dream memory.

"Leo, your shoes are covered in mud, so you have to take them off when you get into bed, right?"

- Saying this, the gentle, slender, white hand loosened my shoelaces. It was the

hand of a woman who knew nothing of fighting, and it didn't exist in the world that Leon knew now.

Under normal circumstances, "Professor Kozachenko" would have remained with his supple, soft hands, and would have lived a life surrounded by his wife, children and students, without ever being involved in revolution or massacres.

I wanted this gentle man to be happy. But if this world were just like that, we would never have met.

What if I dreamed about her, even though I no longer remember her?

"Did I say anything else, Professor?"

"He was mumbling."

"What could you understand?"

"Well, I was a bit... you had a strong Midwestern accent..."

You're fluent enough in American English to know that it was a Midwestern accent (although more than half of it was Leon's fault), but you're going to say "I don't understand a word"?

I heard something that I can understand, something that I'd be better off hiding.

Did I just say... "Yes, Mom"?

I want to shoot myself in the head right now.

If it was an American man or woman, they would either tease him a lot or tell him in his sleep in a silly way. They'd add something like "It was cute."

Because Buddy is an old-fashioned type who is obsessed with his reputation as a man. Leon, who is often progressive, often treats him as if he were the same as himself, and he pretends not to see or ignores any actions or behavior that he considers shameful as a man, without pointing them out. By

the way. This attitude of Buddy is also found in America, and men and women who work in jobs related to machismo often treat him like this at work.

However, it's rare in private.

I'm glad Buddy is an old-fashioned type. Even though he's always complaining about Buddy's old-fashionedness

... In reality, Leon is a man who seems advanced, but is poisoned by classical machismo.

The rural town where he grew up in his youth was hardly advanced. In the 80s, men had to be manly and women had to be feminine, or they were rumored to be gay or dykes and suspected of having mental disorders. As the saying goes, a child's character lasts a century...

Leon S. Kennedy always wants to be on the side of the protector. He wants to act cool, be seen as tough and cool, and not show his weaknesses. Especially in front of the person he likes.

He'd rather die than be seen as a mama's boy.

He has to prove his manliness.

Leon gets up, takes off his bulletproof vest, and sits on the sofa where Buddy is.

"Buddy"

"Hey, you're tired enough to fall asleep, aren't you? Why don't you go to bed quietly tonight?

" "As soon as I saw you, I was full of energy.

" "I'm tired.

" "I see..."

Leon was disappointed for a moment, then said,

"But let's sleep together in bed."

"...Okay."

Buddy tried to get up and move to his wheelchair, but Leon stopped him and picked him up. He

gently lowered Buddy's body onto the bed, not forgetting to bring the wheelchair next to him. When he woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to move, he didn't want to wake Leon up or let him fall out of bed.

When Leon slid in next to Buddy, Buddy's sullen expression flashed a smile for a moment,

"I'll put you to bed."

"You're wide awake now."

"I'll read to you."

Buddy leaned back on the pillow and reached for the bedside table.

"Oh."

He's more like a mother now.

I don't want Buddy to be a mother. I want our relationship to be more immoral.

If you're awake, there's something I want you to do, not read me a book.

Leon had been grinning the whole time, but when he saw the cover of the thick book in Buddy's hand, his smile faded.

(There's no need to choose such a book...)

If the famous, world-famous "Brothers Karamazov" comes, even I can't win. I will definitely lose.

Fin.

テスト

はじめまして。

I usually speak Japanese. 25+│I'm usually here.→https://x.com/LEOSASHA2024│I came here for Leon and Buddy. （I still don't know how to use it.）│"Like!" are mainly used to collect Buddy/Sasha or Kennechenko.│I play with figurines that look like Leon and Buddy.→crepu.net/user/KIKUGO2023

Thank you for your wonderful work❤️Sorry if the English is weird because it's Google translation. If I said anything rude It is unintentional because of the translation.