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[venomsnkes]

TYPES OF YANDERES - RESIDENT EVIL FEATURING ALBERT WESKER, LEON KENNEDY, CHRIS REDFIELD

triggers -> brainwashing, stalking, toxic relationships, possessiveness, obsessiveness, kidnapping, talks of murder

ALBERT WESKER -> CONTROLLING ->

Wesker has an icy disposition. Everything you do is for him and him only. You belong to him alone. Even though you were unaware of it at the time, he recognized you in the RPD and claimed you were his. 

You have been kept close to him. He would do anything to keep you safe since you are his greatest possession. He is confident that you will assist him in achieving his ultimate goals.

Wesker is the kind of yandere that chooses your outfits, and brushes your hair and teeth. To ensure that you are in peak condition for his plans.

Wesker makes every effort to ensure you do not interact with anybody but him, including your family and friends.

Even though his punishment was harsh, you realized his love for you. Wesker did everything he did for you because he loved you and wanted to keep you safe, even if that meant isolating you. Sometimes, it was difficult for you to understand this, but his actions were all out of love and concern for your well-being.

LEON KENNEDY -> EASILY LONELY / OBSESSIVE ->

One of Leon's greatest fears is being alone, especially after meeting you. He has an overwhelming desire to be with you at ALL times, no matter what you or he's doing. Everything between you and Leon started innocently.

 It wasn't until after you tried to break up with him that he became increasingly depraved.

 Leon deludes you into thinking you're still in love with him. No matter how often you tell him it's over and that you don't love him anymore, the more insane he gets.

 Leon keeps telling you that you're safer with him rather than without him.

Leon tells you that he'll kill you if you try and leave. Leon believes you're better off dead if you're not with him. 

Leon tells you that you need him, that he's nothing without you. Leon will say and do anything to get you to stay with him, even if that means hurting you. He truly believes it's the best for you.

CHRIS REDFIELD -> ABSOLUTE ISOLATION / DELUSIONAL PROTECTOR ->

All Chris wants is for you to be safe. He will do anything to keep you safe with all the horrible things in the world. Chris is the kind of yandere that keeps you all to himself. He’ll make up some excuse for your family and friends. You’re busy traveling the world, but in reality, you’re just sitting in a bunker away from everyone and everything that could harm you. 

Chris believes that someone or something is out to get you; he believes kidnapping you is the only way to keep you safe and that he’s the only one who can and will protect you.

At first, you hated Chris, and you wanted to leave. You couldn’t understand why he was doing this to you. But after a few months, you began to realize how much you’ve come to appreciate Chris, how much he cares about you, and how much he provides for you. 

Chris tells you that you don’t have to worry about anything; he’ll take care of everything. Chris wants you to sit pretty and do what he says when he says. 

[densnake]

Hello hope you are having a good day/night

I was wondering if I could request Chris Redfield x Male reader who is kinda like Arthur Morgan from rdr2 like he has that whole cowboy/gunslinger thing going for him and is always wearing a cowboy hat

Chris Redfield With A Cowboy-Esque Reader

Fandom: Resident Evil

Character(s): Chris Redfield

CW: None!

Reader Type: Male/Masc

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You certainly have your own unique look to you. Your style is something that people notice pretty quickly as it stands out compared to the basic casual of the time. And that hat you wear around? It definitely has been the subject of some compliments and conversations.

To put it short you are already an intriguing figure immediately just by the way you present yourself. It isn't everyday you get to see a gunslinger around!

Of course, Chris likes the way you dress even if he wouldn't be one to wear it himself. Besides he finds some amusement in the contrast between you two side by side as you're an unlikely pair of aesthetics.

Chris makes sure to let you know that he likes it too and he'll often compliment you and just generally let you know that he appreciates you.

He's definitely curious of what got you into this fashion and he will ask about it. He would love to learn about it further if you'd be willing to share it with him.

You're important to him so as long as you're enjoying yourself he has no complaints about any rambles you might have.

He likes watching you put together your outfits and the thought you put into them.

Chris has tried on your hat out of pure curiosity. It was out of place on him however he liked it.

If you try to get him dressed up in your clothes it'll take a moment to actually get him into the idea however it'll be worth getting to see cowboy Chris.

Though he'll let you dress him up he won't go out in public with your clothes on. With his job he's expected to dress and look a certain way in public an this style simply doesn't fit that style.

Regardless he'll do it for you in private.

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That’s All! Thank You For Reading!

[perplexedflower]

Radio Silence

Fandom: Resident Evil.

Category: F/M.

Relationship: Chris Redfield x Female Reader.

Type: Mini one shot.

Words: 960.

Summary: Refusing to stay powerless, [Y/N] decides to disobey orders and goes to rescue the man she loves when she understands he may be in trouble.

Chronology: Resident Evil 8.

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"I want to know what is going on."

"None of us know what happened, [Y/N]." Lobo replied. "The transmission's cut."

While Chris, Canine, and Night Howl had gone to the Reservoir to investigate, Tundra, Umber Eyes, Lobo, and I had stayed back, holding our respective positions. But confusion started to spread among us as we had just heard Charlie's and Dion's transmissions fall silent, leaving us to wonder what could have happened to them. I felt my heart begin to race as I grew more and more worried with each second of silence passing; being left in the dark was killing me slowly, so much so that I soon could not stay idle anymore.

"Alright, fuck this, I'm going to the Reservoir to go look for them." I declared, already moving out.

"[Y/N], no." Umber Eyes instantly fired back. "We've got orders, Chris asked us to stay put."

"Don't move from your position, [Y/N], I'm sure they're all right." Tundra added.

I remained silent, ignoring what they had to say, and promptly left off.

I can't sit around while the man I love is in trouble... Even if that love may be unrequited.

I knew I was not too far from the Reservoir and could make it in time if I was fast enough; as I ran through the village, I came across a few werewolves but quickly disposed of them. When I finally arrived at the Reservoir, I looked in the distance and saw a partially broken cabin, recognizing it as the outpost we had established there: and close to it, crouching halfway in the water, not moving a muscle, was Chris.

"Jesus..."

As I wondered if he was alright, concerned to see he was staying still, my attention was drawn to movement in the water, not too far from him, and I eventually noticed Ethan running left and right through the Reservoir. I ran to the water, carefully avoiding making any movement or noise that might have attracted Moreau's attention, until arriving next to Chris, and I instinctively put a hand on his back.

He quickly turned his face to me, and only then did I see that he was holding a cigarette in his fingers; he had visibly been trying to light it, but wet as it was, to no avail. My worry turned into anger as I leaned closer to him.

"Chris! A cigarette, really? You think this is the right time to smoke? I've got to get you out of here, c'mon!"

He did not answer and simply put his cigarette away and back in his pocket; I could see that he looked a bit shaken up, and I helped him make his way through the water.

"Where are Canine and Night Howl anyway?" I asked as we were walking.

"I sent them off to go dry and set back in their position." Chris replied slightly wavering.

"What? What kind of idea is that?" I exclaimed. "You should have never let yourself be alone, have you seen the state you're in? What would you have done if I had not come to pick you up?"

Deep down, I knew Chris was fine and was probably not even injured, but I could not help but worry anyway. I looked at him with saddened eyes and sighed.

"What happened to you three?" I asked, calmer.

"We ran into Ethan who stumbled upon our research post, and as we were talking Moreau came charging at us. I guess the line cut after we fell into the water."

I listened to him, taking in all the information, as I made sure we were moving slowly through the water: between Chris' state and not wanting to attract Moreau's attention, we had to take it easy. Once back on land, I forced him to sit down and set myself next to him while he took his coat off to wring the water out of it.

"We've got to regroup with the rest of the squad so that we can go over the next step in our mission." Chris said, as serious as always.

I felt a knot tie inside my throat as I looked at him speak, his coat in his hands: he was shaking, still seeming a little dizzy, and I suddenly started feeling tears swell in my eyes.

"Since Ethan intervened and the outpost got destroyed, we're gonna have to change our game slightly. I think we should—"

Chris slowly stopped speaking as he looked up at me, noticing I was crying. We looked into each other's eyes in silence as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"I was so scared for you..." I spoke in a shaky whisper.

His expression turned sad, and as he set his coat to the side, he got close to me and wrapped me in his arms.

"I'm fine, it's all right, [Y/N]." He reassured me in a warm tone. "You don't need to worry."

I hugged him back, holding his back firmly, listening to his soothing voice.

"Thank you for worrying so much for me, I wouldn't have thought you'd go such a long way just to come get me."

He gently let go of me and left a kiss on my cheek, taking me by surprise and making me blush.

"I would have given you more if you hadn't disobeyed the order I gave you to stay put." He teased me with a smile.

I smiled back and chuckled in relief as he put his coat back on; managing to establish a connection again with the rest of the squad through my headset, I told them we were both all right. And as we started to make our way back to meet with them, we exchanged loving smiles.

[youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms]

Standing in a Nice Dress and Staring at The Sunset

Words: 580

Warnings: probably poor writing and OOC characters but whatever

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The fact that Chris canonically smokes is literally all I have going for his "bad-boy" persona because seriously, at least to me, he does not look like he ever could be a bad boy otherwise

Anyways, pictured Village Chris here because that's the only Chris that lives rent free in my brain (however Death Island and RE6 something like to be floating screens)

This was almost inspired by the video but I decided against it

This is the "Wildest Dreams" part of my 1989 event!

Anywho, enjoy

Love Z <3

Y/N rolled her eyes at her friends as they made her look around the bar for someone to convince to buy them drinks. She was about to turn and tell her friends to drink themselves when they landed on a guy all the way in the corner. He had a frame that was larger than the average person, his beer sat and looked abandoned by his side while he breathed in the cigarette in his hand.

She sighed and pointed at him, her friends giggling as she got up, one even saying something about; "Always go for the bad guys, they'll get you the drunkest."

She weaved through the people around the bar until she made her way to him, a small smile on her lips that were painted red. She slipped into the stool next to him and he raised a brow as she spoke. "Hi."

He flicked his cigarette into the ashtray by him before muttering his own greeting. Regret started to float in Y/N as she took a further look at him. The man in front of her looked exhausted, almost as if he had never known a good nights sleep in years. She glanced back at her friends who were all motioning for her to continue.

She ran a hand through her hair before holding it out to him, "Y/N. Saw you from the otherside of the bar and thought I'd come say hi."

He smirked and shook her hand, "Chris. Now did you notice me by accident or because you and your friends want free drinks?"

She chuckled awkwardly, "That obvious?"

"Kind of, yeah." He sniffed before smirking again, "But that's fine, I kinda like that."

She smiled and placed a tentative hand on his thigh, feeling drawn to him. "Good." She tilted her head to the side, "So--."

They talked until these words graced his lips, "Let's get out of here. Drive out from the crowds."

She smiled and nodded, all-the-while her brain thought about heaven couldn't help her now as nothing lasts forever.

And this was gonna take her down.

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She wished she knew how that got to here.

How harmlessly trying to convince a guy to buy her and her friends drinks got to her whispering in his hair that no one has to know what they did. How that made its way to his hands in her hair and clothes scattered around her room. How his voice became a familiar sound.

But it all did.

But she knew it wouldn't last forever. He even said it himself. He wasn't from here. He was bound to leave at any moment, but she just hoped he would remember her. That she would replay in his memories in that nice dress she wore the other night when they stared at the sunset together, her lips their now signature red.

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Even now, years later as she laid in bed, thinking about that man from so many years ago she wondered if he remembered her. She wondered if he would remember her in hindsight and remember being tangled up in her sheets all night while the rest of the world floated away. She wondered that even as he left her, the memory of her followed him around. That if he smelt something similar to her perfume, he would be taken back to the thought of her.

She prayed that Chris Redfield would remember her, even if it was just in his wildest dreams.

[beneathstarryskies]

Day 19: Brat-taming with Chris Redfield

Warnings: bratty behavior, dom!chris redfield,

Taglist: @actuallysaiyan @loki-love @the-eternal-sunflower

A/N: this is my first time writing for Chris, so this may be OOC as fuck but y'know

Chris knew as soon as he was called away for a mission in the middle of date night that he’d have to make it up to you. Quality time between the two of you was like a coveted commodity considering how unpredictable his life could be. Even worse, the mission kept him away through Valentine’s Day. So, yes, he’d predicted a little bit of guilt when he’d gotten home. 

He could deal with that. He knows very well how to charm his way into your good graces again. Sadness he could also deal with. He can kiss and fuck and cuddle the pain away as he’d done so many times. Hell, he could even deal with it if you were mad at him because there’s only so long you could manage to keep up with the anger. 

One thing he couldn’t, no wouldn’t, handle was this brattiness. He’d never seen you quite like this. Sulking around like a moody teenager and giving him attitude everytime he talked to you. It was driving him crazy being punished this way for just doing his fucking job. 

“You wanna order some takeout tonight, babe?” he asks as the two of you are sitting in the living room. You’re curled up in your reading chair, and you barely look up at him. 

“Fine,” you sigh. “If you can stick around long enough to eat it.” 

“Are you kidding me right now?” he tosses the television remote onto the couch. “Is this really the game you wanna play with me right now?” 

Your eyes widen as he stands up, but you’re doing your best to look unbothered. You bite your tongue as he walks over to the chair. His hand comes to cup your cheeks, but you can’t help noticing how gentle he is despite the fire burning in his eyes. Something had shifted. The look in his eyes was stern, focused. Every bit the elite captain he is. 

“I asked you a question,” he lowers to eye level. “Are you gonna answer it?” 

“I’m not playing games,” you swallow hard. “I’m not.” 

“Oh, now you’re lying to me?” 

Your eyes widen even more, but before you can say anything you’re being gathered up in his arms. In an instant you’re pushed against the couch. His hands rest at the both sides of your head. 

“Maybe I should teach you a lesson,” he growls. 

“Chris, you’re sc-” 

“No, no babygirl. You don’t get to start the innocent act now,” he takes your hand and guides it to his crotch. You’re surprised to feel his cock against your palm, already rock hard. “Especially when you’ve got me feeling this way.” 

“I didn’t mean to,” you stutter. 

“But you did, baby. You’ve been acting like such a little fucking brat, and I’ve been wracking my brain trying to figure out what to do about it.” He presses his hips against yours, and he’s satisfied by the needy whine that escapes you despite your best efforts to hide it. “I need to fuck the brat right out of you, don’t I?” 

He presses a hard, needy kiss on your mouth before you can answer him. Your fingers card through his dark hair as you lose yourself to the sensation. He leaves your lips to kiss a sloppy trail along your jawline then across your throat. 

“I’ll just fuck you ‘til you can’t walk anymore, then you’ll be my sweetheart again won’t you?”

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