🖤 THE VOTING RESULTS ARE IN 🖤 Event Will Be Held From September 30 ~ October 6

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The voting for the Weskennedy week event 2024 has started! Note: this is the SFW poll

The top 7 with the most votes will be chosen as the SFW prompts for the event!

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A little practice in drawing Wesker

Wesker taking care of Leon 🖤

WeskennedyWE2024 is now live!

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

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

me (Wesker) and my favourite survivor(leon🫶)

"Noone Love You"

Weskennedy Week Day 2: R.P.D. + Cockwarming (NSFW) - Read on AO3

“Thought you were off today…” Leon yawned against his naked shoulderblades, nestling himself closer to the captain. His arms snaked around his bedmate’s thick waist, drawing him closer to him and away from the edge of the bed. Wesker smirked as he let himself be dragged across the full-size mattress, letting out a defeated sigh. “I’m supposed to be.” “A captain’s work is never done,” Leon mused sagely, his warm mouth pressing kisses against his favorite moles and freckles adorning Wesker’s back. A hand rubbed gently over his stomach, the edge of Leon’s pinky finger brushing against the start of the captain’s bush. The other hand rubbed tenderly at his flank, bracing Wesker’s heavy breasts against Leon’s forearm. He was thoroughly tangled up in him. Wesker purred, his chest puffing out in a drowsy exhale. He hooked a leg with Leon’s, whose legs wrapped around it instantly in return. He smirked.

Day two for Weskennedy Week 2024, hosted by the lovely @weskennedyblog! ^_^ i hope you enjoy if you read!! <33333

Weskennedy Week Day 1: Hurt/Comfort + Stalking (NSFW) - Read on AO3

“Nobody’s pitching anything to me, drinking synthetic blood is the right thing to do.” Leon snapped. “Like I said, I don’t want to feed on-” His nostrils flared, blue irises being swallowed by blown, black pupils.  Wesker had reached beside himself, found a jagged piece of wood and gashed the middle of his inner forearm with it, giving little more than a mildly-inconvenienced-sounding grunt. Leon watched the blood slowly seep from the wound, dark red and everything he wanted. He was keenly unaware of the amused expression on the now-injured party’s face as he watched the vampire lean closer to the cut, creeping to it like a predator about to strike. Wesker felt his skin prickle with gooseflesh at the power he held over this young vampire. Leon lost himself momentarily to his instinct, lunging at the delicious blood, his lips inches from his precious life force before he was abruptly stopped in his tracks by Wesker’s free hand grasping the erection in Leon’s jeans. His smile grew. “This indicates otherwise.” He purred, his hot breath washing over Leon’s scalp.

Day one of Weskennedy Week 2024, hosted by the kindly @weskennedyblog! ^_^ i hope you enjoy if you read!! <33333