Bro, we are cooked. The knight that dogs the prince's shadow like a dark and silent wraith just knelt to press his forehead to the prince's hand. Yeah, now he's uttering a prayer whose recipient is ostensibly God but in reality is the deified version of the prince that exists only in his mind. Aaand the prince just caressed his cheek to preemptively grant him absolution. I gotta... I gotta get out of here.
So, I started writing a fic. I generally donât write a lot, but RE really got me good.
The focalizer of the story is Luis, and there will be Serennedy, Krauserra, and implied Metaltango. Pas de Trois, with an emphasis on two third of the triangle, if you will.
I have 7 chapters planned, and the draft is 100% complete, which means I âonlyâ have to properly rewrite each chapter. Updates should thus be fairly frequent.
Kind of anxious to share my writing with -potentially- a lot of people, but I hope those whoâll check it out will enjoy!
FYI, the first chapter is probably the shortest of all. Those coming after should be longer.
@weskersluvrrrrrrrrr asked for a Wesker sounds compilation, so here it is. These are just the suggestive sounding ones. These arenât even all his sounds. He has more to give in general. He sighs a lot, but idk if you wanted like 30 seconds of Wesker breathing, he has so many lines that out of context sound so suggestive, and just generally more aggressive sounds, but like I said, these were all the suggestive sounding ones. LMK if youâd want other audio comps for him.
These were taken from three games, since he doesnât make noise in RE1. Thereâs Resident Evil 5, Ultimate Marvel vs Capcom 3, and Dead By Daylight.
So, in summary:
WESKER IS A NOISY BRAT. DEAL WITH IT. CANONICALLY THIS MAN IS FUCKING NOISY. HE GROWLS, HE GRUNTS, HE SIGHS, HE GASPS.
As promised, here is my Chreon fic rec list. Please leave a comment and kudos to show these authors some love!
If you are a fanfic author and find your fic on this list and you'd like it removed, please message me and I will remove it immediately.
Please make sure to read the tags for each fic for warnings/triggers.
Be My Remedy by tirsynni (8K)
When Leon agrees to do a favor for Chris, he should have expected everything to go to hell. At least this time he isn't alone when the mission is done.
Persona Non Grata by Yuu_chi (26k)
A no strings attached arrangement with the love of your life seems like a good idea right up until you realize he's in love with somebody else.
you don't fare well without me by realpoutydadsurvives (23k)
Leon shuddered a breath out of his frozen lungs and asked numbly, âWhy do you hate me?â
There was a quiet more invasive than the deadly silence of the world beyond the walls protecting them and Leon hated himself for being so stupidâ stupid fucking Kennedy saying shit he wasnât supposed to sayâ fumbling for a way to cover up his fuck up, when Chrisâs low voice broke the silence, saying, âI donât hate you, Leon. I never have.â
âLiar,â Leon accused softly into the darkness of their warm refuge. âYouâre a f-fucking liar.â
fate changed (we keep loving as if the story isn't over yet) by fonulyn (note: past relationship Piers/Leon) (34k)
In hindsight, Leon knew the second he opened the door and saw Chris standing there, dressed in his service uniform, mouth pinched to a grim line and unable to meet Leonâs gaze straight. There was only one logical reason for it, only one way to explain why he was standing there like he would rather be anywhere else, and Leon almost slammed the door right in his face.
âLeon, IâŚâ Chris started, suddenly forgetting every single word heâd prepared. âPiers. HeâŚâ he trailed off, and risked a glance at Leon, who was standing there like a statue. It was like he wasnât even breathing, with the way he was staring at Chris. âHe saved my life. He saved Sherry. And he saved Jake. Hell, he probably saved the whole world, but heââ
âDonât.â
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Or the one wherein no one really knows how to handle their grief, but somehow life goes on anyway.
Chris by Any Other Name by leftid (30k)
âChristopher Adam Redfield,â the rookie said, admonishingly. âYou clean up your mess this instant.â
âWho?â was Chrisâ reply.
ââââââââ
Leon Scott Kennedy takes pity on Christopher âNo-Middle-Nameâ Redfield, and spends the next several years they know each other trying to find one.
Technically itâs a series of 26 drabbles spanning from RE1 to RE8. A small line of plot managed to sneak into this episodic series.
Cocksucker by r3zuri (note: also features Krauser/Leon) (12k)
When Leon is ten, he tells his parents that girls are gross and heâs never getting married.
They tell him heâll change his mind when heâs older.
Collide by NovelNormandy (8k)
âOops,â Chris says and Leon huffs a surprised laugh, now using his grip on Chrisâs arm and the back of his neck to help hold his weight. âSorry.â
Leon shrugs, looking back at him. âItâs from IKEA.â
âSo what do I owe you, like 38 bucks?â
Leon adjusts his hold on Chris, wrapping his legs firmly around the other manâs hips. âCan think of another way you can get me back.â
Welcome Back by nanaa127 (5k)
After an extended mission, Leon unexpectedly shows up at a conference Chris is attending. Chris is happy to see him. Very, very happy.
New Rookie by leonsknife (6K)
There's a new rookie at the R.P.D. and he's caught Chris' attention.
who am i after tasting you? by chthonicheart (38K)
âI fear the entire floor might have heard us last night,â Chris starts. Leonâs ears start ringing. What? âYeah, I know. The server told me to tell you he gives us his âsincerest congratulations.ââ
âChrist,â Leon mutters, mostly to himself. âIf only this complimentary breakfast came with complimentary mimosas.âÂ
One Tomorrow at a Time by Requiem (37K)
During the fight with Arias, Leon gets infected and turns into a B.O.W. Chris is not giving up on him that easily.
as i drown in irresistible love by FireandLightning (5K)
It's a late night at the BSAA offices when Chris receives a text from Leon containing a photo of Leon himself next to...
Chris can get very, very jealous of people flirting with Leon sometimes. Leon knows just how to turn that jealousy to his advantage, especially for when he wants to get literally demolished and punished suitably by Chris Redfield.
for @kreonweek Day 6: Downward spiral and/or toxicity (a little loosely sorry) (warnings: MCD)
âIâm dying, arenât I.â The words were accompanied by the wheezes that had become the soundtrack of their reunion. Leon looked way too calm about it, the words not even a question, rather a statement. He had let Krauser give him the green herbs, the mixed herbs, the first aid spray even although it did nothing to poison and only worked on external injuries. Yet none of it worked, and he wasnât getting better. When heâd woken up he had been able to move his arms, but now that was gone too. He could barely keep his head up where he was sitting next to the wall.
Krauser had unlatched the chains. Leon wasnât going anywhere, not with him or without. Heâd moved the thin mattress on the ground, and for the past hour or two theyâd been sitting there side by side. The more time passed, the more heavily Leon leaned against Krauser, weaker and weaker with every second that crept by. His head was resting on Krauserâs shoulder now, Krauserâs arm around him.
So many times Krauser had fantasized about them meeting again. So many times heâd imagined having Leon in his arms again, this close to him, but none of the fantasies had been like this. It had been all hard edges clashing, their worlds colliding and crashing together in a fiery burst of passion. He had expected fighting and butting heads, but them eventually falling into each other like they were supposed to.
Yet here he was, holding Leon close, as Leon was slowly dying. Slowly dying of what Krauser had injected him with. A part of Krauser wanted to rush to Saddler, to demand answers, to demand an antidote so he could fix this and save Leon. But he wasnât stupid. Saddler had no incentive to help him, and there was no way he would willingly part with that information. His main goal was to get rid of Leon, probably to get rid of Krauser too, and he wouldnât help only because Krauser demanded him to.
So Krauser had two choices: rush off and let Leon die alone, or stay with him until the bitter end.
In reality that was not a choice at all.
âI know this is stupid,â Leon said, slowly, each word measured and careful as if he had to fight to get them out. He probably did. His breaths were warm but slow against Krauserâs neck, and he wasnât even trying to get any distance between them. If anything it was like he was trying to melt as close to Krauser as he could. âBut can I ask you for something?â
Krauser held his breath, squeezing his eyes shut so tight it almost hurt. He remembered a time when Leon wouldâve looked at him from those bright blue eyes, trusting him, willing to do anything for him. And while Krauser had been aware that the two of them killing each other was an option, ever since he chose to walk away, this was never how it was supposed to happen. Heâd made peace with the thought of dying by Leonâs hand, or living the rest of his life with Leonâs blood on his hands.
Not this. Not like this.
Only after a long time Krauser realized he hadnât answered Leonâs question. He felt Leon slipping, unable to even properly sit anymore, so he moved until he was lying down, Leonâs prone form tucked as close as humanly possible, half on top of him. He pushed his fingers into Leonâs hair, brought his other arm around him, and he didnât think he imagined the soft sigh that fell from Leon. âAsk me,â he said, then, his own voice gruff and clipped.
âPlease let Ashley go home,â Leon whispered into Krauserâs chest.
In that moment, everything was clear. Krauser pressed his face into Leonâs hair, slowly inhaling the scent of gunpowder and blood and just Leon. He knew this was it. Leon was breathing slower and slower, not even trying to move at all anymore. He was slipping away.
Krauser closed his eyes. The words just tumbled out of him. âI love you.â
âAnything to make the pretty boy feel specialâ âI guess Iâll make the first moveâ âI want to see you writheâ âshut your mouth, you wouldnât want to die with it openâ âyouâre so goddamn weakâ âyou rely on those pretty blues too muchâ âyouâre gonna regret that smart mouth of yoursâ âyou were wide openâ âyouâre too softâÂ
shouldâve just had Krauser call Leon a fag at that point
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