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lilyofclaires · 18 days ago
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post infinite darkness leon who likes it when claire lies on top of him because that way he can feel that she’s really safe in his arms. it kind of happens one night when claire joins him in bed, playfully jumping onto him for a hug. obviously he’s the one who invited her for one.
for a moment his mind rushes with thoughts about about how he was so very close to losing her to the rising acid. their hands so close yet not close enough, the way their hands finally grasp the other’s, and claire’s weight falling on top of him as he pulls her to safety.
leon lies there and his arms tighten around her, claire’s warmth gradually spreading though the blankets and reaching leon’s skin through his clothes. he’s reassured. he saved her in time and she’s there with him.
claire doesn’t seem to realize it at all. leon’s always been a little clingy and physically affectionate. but then he does it a second time, maybe a third or forth. eventually claire realizes he’s making sure she’s protected.
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revilladies · 1 day ago
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Resident Evil: Death Island (2023)
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chesue00 · 6 months ago
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These two in death island ✊🏻😔
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leonsspouse · 1 day ago
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thinking about DI(lf) Leon.....
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ficfield · 2 days ago
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Collateral Damage
Request: Hii! Can I please request something angst for chris? Like him getting into a serious argument with us and saying something he didn't mean? 
Chris Redfield – post RE8 x Reader
Word count: 352
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You don’t remember how the argument started, only that it kept spiralling.
Chris paced in the living room, still in his black tactical turtleneck, his boots tracking dirt across the hardwood. His face was flushed from frustration, not exertion, and his voice was tight with exhaustion. 
“I can’t keep doing this, Y/N” 
You crossed your arms, trying to hold yourself together. “Doing what, Chris? Having a girlfriend who worries when you disappear for weeks with no contact? Or just having someone who isn’t part of your little war?” 
He turned sharply, eyes flashing. “It’s not a little war, dammit! This isn’t some nine-to-five job I can clock out of.”
“No, it’s a life that eats you alive!” you shot back. “And you just expect me to be here, waiting, acting like it’s normal when you come home with blood on your hands and stories you won’t tell me.” 
“I don’t tell you because you wouldn’t understand!”
That stung. You stepped back, your voice trembling now. “Then why am I even here, Chris? If I’m just someone who doesn’t get it, why are you still with me?” 
He hesitated. For a second, you saw the walls crack, his mouth open like he was going to say something softer, but instead, he went for the kill. 
“Maybe it’d be easier if you weren’t.”
Silence.
The kind of silence that makes the air heavy and sharp. Like broken glass in your lungs.
You stared at him, heart pounding. “Wow,” you breathed. “You really mean that?” 
He ran a hand over his face, realising instantly what he’d done. “No. No, Y/N, I didn’t mean that. I was angry. I-I just….. I’m tired.” 
“Yeah,” you said, swallowing the lump in your throat, your voice calm. “Me too.” 
You turned and walked toward the bedroom, grabbing your keys off the hook. 
“Where are you going?” he asked, already regretting everything. 
“Out,” you said without looking back. “To somewhere I don’t feel like collateral damage.” 
The door shut behind you. And Chris just stood there, hands clenched, haunted by the echo of what he didn’t mean, but said anyway.
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ladyantiheroine · 7 days ago
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ahhrenata · 4 months ago
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Re: your pinned post, if I could request anything Chreon that would be amazing, I love your style so so so much 🥺💞
Thank you!! 🥰🥹 I literally love them in all possible scenarios/au’s. I went for a little post death island smooch. (I wish they had a liiittle more one on one time together in it 🥲)
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killuintense · 11 months ago
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i always liked the older versions of Leon, but this is another level omgf if i had him in front of me i would suck him until my knees bleed 🙏
cr: anglehands on x ‹𝟹
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palelaboratory · 8 days ago
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Getting ready with Death Island Jill Valentine | Part II
۶ৎ Link to Part I https://www.tumblr.com/palelaboratory/778147286536585216/getting-ready-with-death-island-jill-valentine?source=share
۶ৎ Any form of interaction is highly appreciated, thank you mwah.
She pretends to be annoyed by how dressed up you are, eyes narrowing as you try to slip past. "Who are you trying to impress?" she asks, hand on her hip, blocking the doorway. "I don’t know. I think her name’s Jill." You eyed her with a mock-thoughtful look, already stepping sideways before she grabs you, cupping your face, a little rough, a little possessive, and pulls you into a smooch as you try to push her away.
Usually, the two of you take forever getting ready, makeup especially. Believe it or not, even Jill. One of you finishes, stands back like you’re done, then catches the other in the mirror and observes carefully. Both silently stealing each other's idea, adjusting the eyeliner a lil more, applying the lipstick just one more time, adjusting the highlight just a lil more...
Jill’s the one to break the cycle, sometimes scooping you up from the vanity with a huff, even while you protest that you’re "still not done."
But sometimes, she just stands there, heart full, watching how much effort you’ve put in for your day together, although you two have been together for gosh knows how many years already. All that just for her.
She always says you don’t need makeup, that you’re already too beautiful, but, you know, young girls. She really, really tries to resist kissing you. Usually, she fails and gets scolded by you.
She knows how to dress for the occasion, light to moderate makeup that highlights her features for casual days, bolder looks reserved for serious meetings. Something you find incredibly hard to understand, because she doesn't need it at all, but again, girls will always be girls, no matter the age.
You can’t help but admire her, as you offer little suggestions along the way, just thin excuses to touch her face.
How her dress hugs her curves, the way her naturally supple, defined lips curve into the smallest smile, that absolutely gorgeous bone structure, your Jill.
Once in a while, you catch yourself asking who’ll be at the dinner, just silly little worries about someone else "stealing" her away, even though you know Jill can handle herself.
"The only person who wants me at this age is the Grim Reaper," she mutters dryly.
"Jill don’t say that!" you gasp, immediately knocking on the nearest wood while she bursts out laughing, absolutely losing it at your reaction.
Jill knows how to embrace her age, but she also loves how young she feels again when she’s getting ready with you, or tagging along on your outings. She always sighs whenever you drag her into Sephora or whatever clothing store catches your eye, but she never lets go of your hand.
She’s not too familiar with the newer brands, but she’s got an impressive eye for ingredients, always scanning the label before you buy anything, pointing out what’s worth it and what’s just overpriced glitter.
You both love experimenting on each other at Sephora, sneaking off to the farthest aisle to avoid the salespeople, giggling as you swipe swatches on each other.
"Jill please, this will look sooo pretty on you," you drag the words out with playful sarcasm, clinging to her coat as she tries to walk away. You can barely hold in your laugh the moment you swipe the shade on her, lips twitching as you try to keep a straight face. She stares at her reflection, muttering a soft curse under her breath, fighting back a grin, then grabs the nearest hideous color.
In this case, she doesn’t care how rough she is, hand tight around you, wrinkling your top without a second thought. You suddenly become very aware of the salesperson nearby, trying to escape, but Jill’s got you caught in her web.
You both come out of the store with nothing but mismatched cosmetic shades smeared across your faces, random glitter, uneven eyeshadow. And cheeks flushed, not from makeup, but from all the laughter you couldn’t hold back.
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ghostsangels · 2 months ago
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I love letterbox im crying
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daily-leon · 10 months ago
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dailyleonkennedy · 7 months ago
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CAPCOM PUT THEM IN A GAME TOGETHER AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!!!
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bruceredcloud · 4 months ago
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with you.
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elihii · 1 year ago
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DEATH ISLAND: LEON KENNEDY
Since I haven't seen any GIFs of this scene, I decided to make them myself. ( LEON DILFFF ♡ .ᐟ.ᐟ )
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lovelycleon · 1 year ago
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Leon's model through the years:
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