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    “Hey!” Chris all but snarled, getting into Leon’s space, the muzzle of the Silver Ghost pressed up tight against the body armor he wore. He didn’t seem to notice or care, reaching up to yank his nose back into joint–the tears in his eyes were there long before then, even if the pain was the thing that made them spill. “Would you shut up for a second? I thought–”

    “I don’t give a shit what you think.” Leon holstered his gun–it had become obvious he wasn’t going to use it, despite the fact that he was practically blistering with rage and hurt. His fingers wrapped around the hilt of his knife instead… not the combat knife on his chest that Marvin had given him all those years ago, but the one at his waist that he hardly ever drew. The one from Krauser. “Get the fuck out of my face, Redfield. Or I’ll make you.”

    “You’ll make me?” Chris repeated, incredulous. Asshole. He eyed the hand Leon had on his knife, features contorting. He looked a little older, a bit more rough around the edges, but still achingly familiar and aggravatingly gorgeous. “Go ahead. Because as pissed off as you are, I don’t think you will.”

    (Or RE4 Remake, but make it Chreon.)

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    28 Mar 2026

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    Leon stared into those disturbingly familiar eyes again–growing ever closer, attached to a furry body that had to be at least seven feet tall when walking on two feet–and came to a realization that left him feeling equal parts shocked and indignant. “Chris?” he hissed out, lowering the gun when the creature ducked its head and whined quietly. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?”

    Another whine, and there were paws–no, they were more like hands, albeit the size of tennis rackets–on Leon’s shoulders, hot like brands through his clothes and body armor. Before Leon could react to that, there was something wet and slightly rough dragging over his cheek.

    He was being licked.

    Chris was licking him.

    (AKA the one where Leon is sent on a simple rescue mission... but nothing is ever simple. Featuring werewolf!infected!Chris.)

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    26 Mar 2026

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    Chris wakes up in his old S.T.A.R.S apartment with Captain Albert Wesker at his door- after already living the fifteen years of his life after any of this actually happened. Is he living some weird dream or has he actually been sent back in time? (Scientific Reasoning)

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    25 Mar 2026

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    After his return to Raccoon City, Leon S. Kennedy goes home.

    (Spoilers for RE9.)

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    23 Mar 2026

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    There was a long moment of silence… and then came Leon’s voice, ragged and backed by static: “Chris?”

    “I’m here with Jill.” Chris switched from his assault rifle to his pistol, picking off plagas as they emerged on either side of them, trusting Jill to cut down the ones in the middle as she led them toward the security room. “Are you hurt?”

    A huffed noise that was half-sob. “You could say that, yeah.”

    “How bad?” Anxiety was a living thing inside Chris’s chest, trying to claw its way up his throat. He glanced at the directory again and realized they were close–the security room was down the current corridor and around the corner. “Leon, we’re almost there–how bad?”

    Another seemingly endless silence, then, quietly, “This… was a mistake. I shouldn’t have called you.” The unmistakable sound of a slide racking came over the radio and Chris’s blood turned to ice. “Don’t worry. I’ll do it myself.”

    (AKA the one where Chris embarks on a simple rescue mission... but nothing is ever simple. Featuring plagas!infected!Leon.)

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    23 Mar 2026