[imaginechrisredfield]

MY IN BOX LMAO I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO RESPOND TO YALL

[imaginechrisredfield]

i miss you and imaginesteveburnsides, but i'm laughing because when you returned, at the same time he also returned by deleting his account. you all are lit af.

STEVE OMG. It makes me sad knowing that most of the imagine resident evil character blogs are either gone or inactive. Then again, I don’t know what I was expecting after returning as abruptly as I left.

But thank you, friend!! It really does bring me joy knowing that people still remember this blog.

[imaginechrisredfield]

Imagine Chris being put into a dumb buggy horror movie survival game as a dlc skin at the online store and they make his ass so fucking flat. And you realized you wasted money on it.

[imaginechrisredfield]

Imagine suddenly coming back and reminding me that I sent an imagine here in 2016... shit, its been 5 years already?

ahhh, this makes me feel so many emotions. it feels so surreal to know that it’s been that long and despite that my mind keeps trying to convince me that it’s only been a year max. :/

[thequantumranger]

Resident Evil 6 (2012) | Platform: PC

[mostlydeadcowboy]

Hot girl summer

[imaginechrisredfield]

imagine Chris sitting in a kiddie pool during a hot summer day and you occasionally come outside with a tray of cold lemonade and some ice pops

[imaginechrisredfield]

damn shit fuck okay so like i finally ordered my first fanfic commission and I feel so shy and embarrassed and awkward bc of how intimate (????) it felt. one of the characters involved is my OC and I have never spoken about her to anyone. like, at all, and I feel like I’ve just shared a v important part of me and now I feel incredibly vulnerable lmao pls end me

WHICH GOT ME THINKING:

what if you held Chris’s hand. like, y’all are grocery shopping and to speed up the trip the two of you separated. however, you enjoy taking your time comparing and searching for very particular products so by the time Chris returns you’ve barely gotten the first two items from your side of the list. Chris isn’t bothered, though. he just stands and admires you momentarily as your expression scrunches in concentration and you make small, quiet mouth movements while you eye the two different items in your hand. you haven’t quite decided yet, but that’s okay. he walks over to put his items in the basket shortly followed by yours. upon doing so, he gently intertwines his hand with yours and the other grabs onto the basket as you search for the remaining items.

[imaginechrisredfield]

well, I um- uhh

[imaginechrisredfield]

spent the whole day thinking about chris

[generousluminarykitten]

Art by r/u_feareffectinferno on reddit!

Found this on internet today! Chris be looking like a daddy though 😳😳 I would've been damned if they would've added this Chris to RE:Village ! 💕💕💕

Not my art!

[imaginechrisredfield]

wishing chris redfield a very good night

[imaginechrisredfield]

why yes mr fbi agent I do think loving chris redfield is very cool

[imaginechrisredfield]

Imagine Chis Redfield being a bamf brunette for all of the games except Resi7 where he turned into Captain America for some reason like the devs misread the memo abt. having a swol captain attached to name Chris make a cameo.

THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY WTH

[imaginechrisredfield]

damn shit fuck okay so like i finally ordered my first fanfic commission and I feel so shy and embarrassed and awkward bc of how intimate (????) it felt. one of the characters involved is my OC and I have never spoken about her to anyone. like, at all, and I feel like I’ve just shared a v important part of me and now I feel incredibly vulnerable lmao pls end me

WHICH GOT ME THINKING:

what if you held Chris’s hand. like, y’all are grocery shopping and to speed up the trip the two of you separated. however, you enjoy taking your time comparing and searching for very particular products so by the time Chris returns you’ve barely gotten the first two items from your side of the list. Chris isn’t bothered, though. he just stands and admires you momentarily as your expression scrunches in concentration and you make small, quiet mouth movements while you eye the two different items in your hand. you haven’t quite decided yet, but that’s okay. he walks over to put his items in the basket shortly followed by yours. upon doing so, he gently intertwines his hand with yours and the other grabs onto the basket as you search for the remaining items.

[imaginechrisredfield]

Torn between Chris being the lead vocalist or drummer of a band. Much to think about tonight.

[imaginechrisredfield]

Don’t mind me: just gonna sit here and imagine a very drunk, red faced Chris going ham on the mic during karaoke while Claire and Piers, also not sober, cheer him on. As the night drags on they’ve now become a trio. No one knows what the hell they’re singing, but they’ve reserve the room for the rest of the night and don’t have a care in the world.

[imagine-jill-valentine]

Jill gets to watch the embarrassing video evidence the next day because Claire thought it was too hilarious to keep to herself. She's smitten because she gets to tease Chris and Piers about it for the foreseeable future

[imaginechrisredfield]

Poor Chris walks into work and the first thing he encounters is Jill’s knowing look. His face instantly flushes and can’t bare to look back in her general direction nor maintain a straight face during their inevitable conversations. He’s trying really hard to not make any mention of karaoke night, but cue Piers barging in like “Captain, thanks for last night! Let’s do it again sometime” and then immediately freezing upon seeing Jill.

[imaginechrisredfield]

Imagine coming back to blog after several years because of RE8

haha right?? c- couldn’t be me hahahaha

[imaginechrisredfield]

Don’t mind me: just gonna sit here and imagine a very drunk, red faced Chris going ham on the mic during karaoke while Claire and Piers, also not sober, cheer him on. As the night drags on they’ve now become a trio. No one knows what the hell they’re singing, but they’ve reserve the room for the rest of the night and don’t have a care in the world.