This event is a month long, spanning the entirety of the month of May and will be devoted to any and all forms of content celebrating the Rarepair ships of Resident Evil. We also do a small week long event in December.
Hello and welcome once again to the Resident Evil Rarepair Month event!
This event is a month long, spanning the entirety of the month of May 2026, and will be devoted to any and all forms of content celebrating the Rarepair ships of Resident Evil!
Content can include but not limited to fanfiction, fanart, moodboards, edits, music videos and playlists.
Prompts:
Week 1 - Flirting with Danger, Playing Games, Sheltering Up - May 1st to May 6th
Week 2 - The Hunted, Emotional Support <insert joke>, Wild West - May 7th to May 12th
Week 3 - Unwanted Travel Companions, Good Cop, Bad Cop, Last Words/Goodbyes - May 13th to May 18th
Week 4 - Royalty AU, Empty Bellies/Snack Breaks, Panic/Phobias - May 19th to May 24th
Week 5 - For Science!, World's Worst Souvenir, Switching Sides, FREE SPACE - May 25th to May 31st
The rules for entries are as follows:
-Resident Evil Requiem content will be accepted, however it must be tagged as such and put under a read more to avoid spoilers for anyone who hasn't had a chance to play it yet.
-Must be 18+ to participate, as we will be accepting NSFW entries (make sure to tag appropriately for content warnings and put under a read more)
-A rarepair must have 300 or less fics on ao3 to be considered acceptable.
-For this event we are excluding any Canon Character x Reader submissions.
-We will, however, accept Canon Character x OC submissions.
-All content is acceptable, please be courteous of other peopleโs submissions and do not leave hate or discourse in the comments and tags. This is a celebration of rarepairs and encouraging more content for rarepairs in the fandom. If you donโt like something someone made, just keep scrolling.
-When submitting your content, make sure to tag us @rerarepairmonth or use #rerarepairmonth2026
Week 2 to 5 - Emotional Support Werewoof, Unwanted Travel Companions, Snack Breaks and Switching Sides
Taking in a stray
A RE9-Series (Chapters not in the same order as the prompts!)
Chris Redfield/Leon S. Kennedy/Zeno
Explicit | M/M | Graphic Depictions Of Violence
He was closing the distance to the dark gray heavy duty plastic, that made up the body bag. With his hatchet out, he was eyeing the suspiciously still bag. The slight rocking motion he caused upon nearing it, did however stir whatever was waiting for him. There was a clearly visible bump as something brushed against the material from the inside. Just for a moment. Then the motion ceased again.
It was not quite what Leon had expected. Not a zombie thrashing in its confines at least. This was too mellow in temperament for the aggressive bioweapons. He needed to find out what it was. Unzipping the bag slowly while having his hatched aimed right where the skull should be, he came face to face with the pale visage of Zeno. His face was intact and unchanged, the eyes closed.
Week 2 - @rerarepairmonth Thank you for this wonderful project
If the setting is royalty, then perhaps Buddy (Alexander), discovered at a young age due to his intelligence, was adopted by a high-ranking nobleman with a claim to the throne, but was actually the son of a poor nobleman (or a commoner of illegitimate lineage).
This high-ranking nobleman only had a daughter, Irina, so a husband was needed.
Alexander and Irina were betrothed when they were children.
But they fell in love the moment they met.
Irina was initially a little wary, but Alexander was kind, intelligent, and had a gentle face. She quickly fell in love with him. The same was true for Alexander.
Alexander grew rapidly, demonstrating remarkable competence, and the two dreamed of their wedding day.
Until the coup d'รฉtat during the succession to the throne occurred, and the nobles who supported the current king's eldest son were stripped of their positions and executedโฆ
Irina's family belonged to the faction that lost their positions. Irina and her family were like the other noblesโฆ And so, the young Alexander, having left his position, vows to live solely for revenge against the current queen who usurped the throne.
He possesses the wisdom and companions he gained during his impoverished days. Now, he has acquired the knowledge of the nobility and the skills to fight.
He will lead the rebel army.
But for now, Irina and Alexander are unaware of the tragic future that awaits them.
@rerarepairmonth Fanfic for the prompt: Last Words/Goodbyes (Week 3)
Chapters: 1 (4.5k words)
Fandom: Resident Evil
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Incest
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Blood and Injury, Hurt/Comfort, Sort of?
Relationships: Alexia Ashford/Alfred Ashford
Characters: Alexia Ashford, Alfred Ashford
Summary: Alexia didnโt die in the fight with Chris, but her fate is sealed regardless. This is a story of her last moments.
Preview: Something heavy fell to the ground. The sound of it striking the metal grate echoed through the vast room. Then followed quick footsteps moving away from her. It took her a moment to realize she wasnโt dead yet. Pain shot through Alexiaโs body, nearly taking her breath away. She couldnโt even tell where it was coming from. It was as if all her pain receptors were firing signals at once.
@rerarepairmonth Thank you for this wonderful project ! Week 3 - Last Words/Goodbyes - May 13th to May 18th
She's young. Someday, she might regret dating a man twelve years her senior.
What if, because she was acquitted thanks to the protection of a famous man in that field, "Leon S. Kennedy," and then dated him, she's seen as the pet of an older, famous man, and her abilities are diminished?
But for now, I want to protect you.
I don't want you to end up like that young man who was forced to obey when Sherry was held hostage.
Let me stay by your side until your wounds heal.
As he swiveled around the office in search of his personal belongings, Albert stalled in place. His desk was empty. His computer was gone. His name placard had fallen to the wayside on the floor where something had knocked it down. There were pens and his usual coffee mug scattered beneath the desk. The other seating chairs he kept in his office were also gone. Everything was covered in a thin layer of dust. The carpets looked grimy under foot as he stepped.
โWhat is going on?โ He balked. Leaving his office didn't prove to secure any further answers. Half of the office appeared to be frozen in the middle of being packed up. Cardboard boxes littered one side where Enricoโs team were situated. A few of the desks were completely cleared off.
This felt far too unsettling to be real, but far too real to be a dream. Albert turned back towards the entrance to S.T.A.R.S. in an effort to get some answers. Perhaps Irons was involved in this in some manner.
Week 2 - @rerarepairmonth Thank you for this wonderful project / Sorry if the English is weird because it's Google translation.
ใLeon tries to tease Buddy.ใ
Synopsis: Leon reveals his true identity, but Buddy doesn't believe him. He's worried about Leon's mental state.
It's been a year since I started visiting Buddy's house in between I'm busy schedules.
After dinner, Buddy said,
"Leon, there's something I'd like to ask you again."
"โฆWhat do you want to ask?"
"There's a lot of stuff. First of allโฆI'd like to know, if possible, who you are, where you're from, and what your job is. I thought you were a CIA mercenary, is that wrong?"
--That conversation took place.
I had a vague idea that Buddy thought of me as a low-level CIA operative, an American mercenary.
He knows more about the inner workings of the CIA than I thought. The CIA "keeps" mercenaries at high salaries, tailored to their specialties, and his former partner, Krauser, was exactly that kind of specialized mercenary, working exclusively for the US government.
Because he thought of me as CIA, Buddy never asked me too much about my daily work.
It was refreshing. It was my first time hanging out with someone who didn't know I was "that" Leon S. Kennedy, and my first time being treated purely out of kindness.
(In front of Buddy)
I was nobody, just a busybody.
When I thought about it that way, I felt so free. Leon made it seem like he was obsessed with Buddy by making excuses for him because Buddy was suspicious, but in reality, that was the "Leon" I was looking for.
This might have been the first time I'd ever expressed so much love for someone.
Buddy was unaware of the power I wield, had no interest in it, and didn't try to use it. Because he was always cold to me, I began to worry that my personal charm, despite my lack of achievements, might actually be exaggerated.
The society I usually belong to is a fair yet unfair world where history and accomplishments matter more than appearance or personality.
I was also freed from the self-proclaimed fame of Leon S. Kennedy. I was accepted as an anonymous agent. Now that I believed that Buddy liked "me," I felt even happier.
That was one of the main reasons why I hadn't given my name until now.
At the same time, when asked, "Are you Leon Kennedy?", I felt it was a bit too narcissistic to introduce myself as someone who was close to the president, rather than simply saying that I reported directly to the president.
But it was time to move on. I'd been playing pretend lovers for a year without revealing my true identity. I'm not a real CIA undercover agent after all.
"I'll tell you, but I don't want you to spread the word."
"Of course not. Even if it's the CIA, if they find out I'm having an American agent stay in my house, I could be secretly executed."
"โฆ"
Leon snorted in dissatisfaction, then continued,
"I'm a member of the Bioterrorism Countermeasure Unit, reporting directly to the President. You know that bioterrorism is what you used, right? I don't know my rank, but I'm in a position where I can speak to the President on the phone, soโฆ you can ask me for anything, you know?"
Leon looked at Buddy with a confident smile.
"โฆ"
Buddy's demeanor became cautious. I thought he was being reserved due to his authority, butโฆ
He asked in a calm, deliberate voice.
"Leon, the person who called you claimed to be the president, and you believe himโฆ?"
I never expected this to happen.
"I believe so, but he's really the president."
"Reallyโฆ"
"I've met him before. He gives me direct orders."
"Maybe the president is sending you a message that only you can understandโฆ?"
"โฆI didn't go to hear his speeches or anything. I've actually met him in his office at the White House, multiple times."
"Reallyโฆ"
"Hey, it's true."
"I get it."
My buddy is suspicious of me, but he doesn't think I'm lying. In factโฆ he thinks I'm mentally ill.
You, even though you were just a teacher, were a guerrilla capable of storming the White House and engaging in a back-and-forth with the president. It's rare to find someone like that.
But there's no way to prove it. Buddy's suspicions are only natural.
And thenโฆ a mischievous spirit suddenly welled up within me.
I've always liked to tease people with light-hearted jokes. Things have been getting too serious lately.
"Sasha."
Buddy looked at Leon, so Leon replied seriously.
"Listen. Actuallyโฆ I can receive special, original messages just for me from the President when he's giving a speech. Even when I watch the President's speech on TV, I can hear his message. The President and I have a special bond. And what's more, it's exactly the same philosophy I want to live by. Do you understand what I'm saying? Buddy, isn't this amazing?"
"โฆ"
"You trust me, right? buddy. I'm telling you this because I'm youโฆ I'm not crazy."
"Leonโฆ"
I thought Buddy would get angry and say, "Stop making a bad joke," or laugh and say, "You're not going to fall for it."
But Buddy's face became serious, and his amber eyes widened slightly.
Leon, trying to hold back a chuckle, said seriously.
"You know,"
Just as he was about to reveal the truth,
Buddy took both of Leon's hands and held them together.
"It'll be okay, Leon. I'll take care of you."
(Take care of you"โฆ?)
But this unidentified foreign man is having uncontrollable delusions and acting as if his delusions were reality?
Buddy, why are you like thatโฆ Is it because it's culturally normal to take care of someone you've slept with if they're sick?
Deep down, I want to take care of you, Buddy.
Butโฆ
It really hits home when the man I love looks me straight in the eye and says, "I'll take care of you."
I wonder when was the last time someone said, "I'll take care of you"โฆ
As far back as I can remember. I've always had to take care of myself. It was so natural.
Perhaps sensing something in Leon's eyes,
"Leonโฆ"
Buddy pulled Leon's arm, pulled him closer, and pulled him into a hug.
Just when I thought I'd tremble from his strong embrace, Buddy said firmly,
"I'm with you."
"โฆBuddy."
I fell in love with you all over again.
You're so kind and compassionate. And so gullible and adorable. Normally, that would be a turn-off.
I wrapped my arms around Buddy and hugged him tightly, inhaling his scent deeply.
It's been a long time since I've been held in his arms.
(If this keeps upโฆ)
If I keep pretending, will Buddy stay by my side forever?
Even though I shot him, Buddy is hesitant around me because he's in a wheelchair.
If I were delusional, he wouldn't even try to convince me that I should find someone else suitable. No matter how good looking or physically attractive a man may be, if he's delusional, someone don't want him.
Besides, if I could make Buddy think it was all just my imagination, it would be easier to report it to his workplace, and my anxiety about information leaking would be alleviated.
Leon hugged Buddy tighter once more and closed his eyes.
"โฆ"
Even I couldn't go that far. It would be disrespectful to someone who actually has the disease, and I felt so sorry for Buddy for being deceived.
Leon let go and looked at Buddy.
"That was a bad joke. I'm sorry."
Buddy frowned.
"โฆA joke?"
This would be bad. Buddy would be furious and might slap me.
But Buddy seemed relieved.
"I seeโฆ that makes sense. There's no way the incident was just a fantasyโฆ"
"Right?"
Satisfied with Buddy's embrace, Leon got up from his seat to get a beer. If Buddy had a drink, maybeโฆ
"Leon."
Buddy casually over Leon's back and asked,
"You said you sometimes use your private jetโฆ can you afford the airfare?"
Leon stopped moving for a moment, then
"โฆ I can."
"It doesn't have to be right now, but what do you think about quitting your job and staying with me in the future?"
Come onโฆ
Leon returned to the table with a beer in hand.
"That would be fantastic. I'll think positively."
Buddy accepted Leon with a smile, but
He didn't believe Leon.
I couldn't tell if his understanding was a pretense to avoid upsetting the sick Leon, or if he just believed Leon's words but still had a slight lingering unease.
I'm sick, so I'm quitting my job and relying on Buddy. How should I deny this happy invitation and this misunderstanding?
An One-Shot to the Resident Evil Rairpair-Month 2026, organised by @rerarepairmonth to the topic: "Flirting with Danger".
"A New Reunion" to find at AO3
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warnings:
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings/Graphic Depictions Of Violence/No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
Relationship: Leon S. Kennedy/Alexander "Sasha" Kozachenko
Characters: Leon S. Kennedy
Alexander "Sasha" Kozachenko
Additional Tags: Master/Slave, Morning Sex, Rough Sex, Fluff and Smut, Breeding, Anal Sex, Las Plagas (Resident Evil), Vampire Bites, Switching
Language: English (not the natural language)
Summary:
Pre-story: *//In this story, Sasha (Resident Evil: Damnation), still has the plaga but lives with it without much trouble but can walk. He works for the BSAA, who gave him the Plaga before in return to be able to walk again. Leon works for the D.S.O and is the right hand of the US-president.//*
One day, after they two defeated Simmons with their team, they chose to share the same bed, so they could rest. As suddenly a wish raised upon Leon's mind...
https://archiveofourown.org/works/84431806
Enjoy reading! ๐๐๐๐ญ
PS: The Simmons-Arc idea is kinda inspired by @hurrakka 's Resident Evil 6 AU.
@rerarepairmonth Thank you for this wonderful project ! Week 1 - Flirting with Danger, Playing Games, Sheltering Up - May 1st to May 6th
To me, Zeno seemed to treat Grace kindly ๐ฅน
Perhaps Zeno considered Grace to be the only remaining (successful) bloodline, a member of his own kind.
Zeno believes Grace is of the same clan, so he cannot comprehend why she would choose Leon over him๐ฅบ. In Zeno's mind, Grace is someone who should always be with him in the future.
Zeno may have ultimately come to believe that she was a member of his own kind who should become his Pair up, since he no longer had any members of his own kind.
Grace Ashcroft/Zeno
Explicit | F/M | No Archive Warnings Apply
"Y- You can't be serious. That guy was a criminal?", Grace stared at her senior manager wide eyed. The folder that she had been given nearly tumbling out of her hands. It caused her to quickly โ and somewhat clumsily โ adjust her grip on the offending file. Smooth, Grace.
"He indeed is. We have concluded he is part of a crime syndicate. Probably working directly for a high ranking member. From what we know, he has been in and out of Wrenwood for the last month - the ongoing investigation cannot get anything concrete on him though. Slippery as a weasel, that one. And that is where you come in."
This fic is for the @rerarepairmonth week 1 prompt: Flirting with Danger
https://archiveofourown.org/works/84047381
Summary:
It was a hot humid morning already despite the early hour. The Hound Wolf Squad loaded up their research vessel, the Blue Matilda, at the darkest hours before setting off just before dawn from the docks. The golden light of morning broke across the horizon reflecting off of the calm Indian sea. The weather was fair with a good forecast for the coming week. Night Howl was behind the wheel in the cabin monitoring their equipment as they made their way to Sempu Island.
Numerous sightings of a strange creature that is believed to be a mutation leftover from one of the Asia specific outbreaks had all centered around this region. The creature has been known to attack ships and has even been linked to the deaths of numerous shark fin poachers. Many drownings and sunken ships had been allegedly associated with the possible bioweapon, which gave the BSAA the authority to intervene on the situation.
Chris had stepped in with his team to intercept the case out of his own curiosity, and due to his involvement in the fall of Neo-Umbrella and the numerous C-virus outbreaks they caused across Asia. He felt partially responsible for this one should it be revealed the virus was involved. Another part of him was hopeful.
