#the redfields

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[hades-in-bloom]

‘Till Death Do Us Part, Pt. 1

Leon S. Kennedy x Reader

summary: Leon is late to his own wedding, albeit he seems to have a solid excuse. Sequel

contents & warnings: assumed older Leon, assumed age gap, no mentions of y/n, a tad of angst, everything’s about Leon, the Redfield siblings stepping in, reader’s POV

a/n: there’ll be plenty of Leon himself in the follow up, i pinky promise; as always, barely proofread, proceed at your own risk. Minors DNI! Masterlist xoxo

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When the Redfields barge into your room uninvited, you immediately think of the worst.

“Where is he?” you jump out of your chair, dragging a hem of your wedding dress with you towards the siblings. Your patience is wearing thin before Chris takes a deep breath, and Claire speaks up. You can imagine these two play rock-paper-scissor behind the door on who is going to be a bearer of the bad news, although right now you are not sure who wins at the end.

“He is late,” Claire’s gaze pleads you to stay calm. She has way too much faith, though, and she definitely asks too much of you, when Leon is late to his own wedding; and as the Redfields are here, you are convinced that things are a tad more serious than your fiancé being stuck in one of New York’s terrible traffic jams.

Somehow Chris reads your mind.

“He is going to be here soon,” Redfield vows, although you don’t think that he is in a position to. Leon S. Kennedy should’ve been the only man to vow anything to you today.

“Where is he?” you ask again, this time with a specific accent at beginning of the sentence, and the more you eye both Claire and Chris with a searching glance the heavier the air. Claire gives her brother a dirty look, and only then Chris admits:

“Leon was called to work last night,” Redfield confesses. You blink once, feeling sick. This would mean that last night Leon lied to you. Chris seems to notice your thought process again. “He didn’t want to worry you. He was supposed to be quick.”

“He was supposed to be at his bachelor’s party,” you object. You can’t blame Chris for Leon’s assignment, but right now you have to blame someone. Redfield understands.

Claire makes a step forward, touching your shoulder, and then hugs you. You freeze for a second, but then hug her back, and Claire holds you tight.

There is still hope that he shows up. Sooner or later, and better late than never. Observing Leon for the past months, you are afraid of “never” being a real possibility even without his stupid job intervening. After all, he didn’t have a great track record of committed relationships, and he wasn’t himself since you’ve started talking about your engagement.

You pull away from Redfield after some time and take a deep breath, collecting yourself.

“He is worth the wait,” Claire says gently, and you show her a weak, but sincere smile in reply.

“He is,” you mumble. He is worth it indeed. This man is a walking problem, but you care about him too much to give up on him that easily. Also, he is lucky to be pretty.

So you ask the Redfield siblings for a favour, – to take care of the guests, – and you wait.

You just need him to get back to you alive. The rest is easy, no matter how hard the conversation is going to be.

***

Your wedding banquet is sacrificed in an attempt to make it up to the people who showed up for the wedding that has never happened. Leon is not just late – he is too late at this point, and your faith is running thin. Also, you are painfully sober for the sake of staying sane by the time he’s back.

He has to get back.

Chris, on the other hand, is a half way into the bottle of whiskey, although, considering his constitution, he needs a lot more alcohol to get drunk. You think that you’ve made a right decision sending him to entertain the guests.

Later you take it as a bad omen when Redfield approaches you with a concerned look at his face.

“His operator says that he’s off the grid,” Chris sees your confusion. He is quick to explain. “Leon isn’t responding.”

Redfield doesn’t like how your eyes widen, and he adds in the last detail; the one he would pay a pretty penny for not to say it out loud at your wedding.

“He was declared missing ten minutes ago,” Chris places his wide palm on your shoulder, but you resent his pity. “I am so sorry.”

You don’t respond, and it takes you a moment to decide on the course of your actions.

You attract everyone’s attention with the loud clink of an exquisitely looking silver knife on a thin champagne glass.

Then your voice breaks for the first time.

“The wedding is cancelled.”

[scringee]

The Redfield siblings <- said with the flaming text gif

Hey! Sorry for making it sad

[dirk-dreamer]

also! i have been thinking about this for forever. waaaay back when someone drew the cutest fanart of my sims beatrice and lydia redfield and i love it so much still. i was thinking about the other day. i think their name (username) was forked? but if you see this please know i still adore this to pieces and i think it's the coolest (and please lmk if it's you!! i wanna say hi!!)

[fan-fangirl-world]

Just a normal day for Leon, spending time with the Redfields.

insp: leendadong

[kennedysharper]

In his free time (before everything became about Umbrella) Chris used to be a part of a big brother-program and taught his little siblings how to play the guitar. He taught Claire how to fight but it never occurred to her to teach her to play which he regrets but mostly because it's sad teaching her to fight proved to be more useful considering the way their lives turned out.

do you think that in those re6 times when he self isolated (hitting his head and all that) he thought about this the most and it was the one thing that made him drink his sorrow away

[tafferling]

The Redfields

Shoulder to shoulder they stand— brother and sister together, the world at their feet. There’ll be nothing reining them in, nothing barring their way. Shoulder to shoulder they stand— brother and sister together. Pity anyone who’d think to get between.

Warring cartels had long been fighting over the heart of Toliva, a war one side thought to end with the acquisition of a viral agent.

It's the Silver Dagger's perfect warm-up mission: Get in there, assist with the evacuation of survivors and stubborn relief effort groups, and head back home before dinner. Except things never do quite work out that way for a Redfield. Let alone for two.

New side project from the Taff. It’s mostly here because I’ve been wanting to get to know Chris as he is with Claire. As a brother, rather than just a hero. 

Rated: T, Characters: Chris Redfield, Claire Redfield, Piers Nivans, and Nadia (Vendetta), Post Resident Evil 6, and a “Piers lived!” AU.

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