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arachne4 · 5 months

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Sooo can you write a oneshot with dark yandere chris x female reader?

can do

yan!chris x reader

Chris just can't get enough

Tw: delusional Chris, overprotective Chris, implied kidnapping, dub con (reader doesn't want it but says okay and let's it happen), fingering, commanding, praise

"just relax, baby." He whispered into you ear, his voice a low rumble. You laid beside him, squirming as he felt you up. All you wanted to do was sleep, but Chris had other plans entirely.

"I swear I'll be gentle, just let me make you feel good." His hand ran up your side, cupping your breast and sending unpleasant shivers down your spine. He's always been touchy when he first brought you here, but never like this.

"Stop it, Chris." But he never listened. He just kept going, sliding his hand down your stomach and ending between your legs. Your thin sleep shorts did nothing for you, giving him even easier access.

His finger tips slid across your covered slit, rubbing his thumb on your clit. Your face flushed with heat, going bright pink from how humiliating it felt.

"God... you're already so wet and you're asking me to stop? Just relax, let me make you feel good.."

"No- stop it Chris." It was futile, your pleas fell deaf on his ears. In one way out the other. He slipped his hand down your shorts and down into your underwear. Finally feeling how soaked you are.

"Christ... this all for me baby?" He mumbled into your ear, deluded with the idea that you need him to please you. "Don't worry, I'll take real good care of you."

"Chris, stop it! Just stop it please!" Thrashing and squirming around you tried to pull his hand from your pants, which very obviously wasn't working.

"I'll stop when I want to stop. Quit squirming." He commanded, his usually sweet voice now stern and dark. And so you stopped squirming and laid as still as you could. You were still trembling from fear and embarrassment and arousal though.

Mind racing as you felt two of his fingers dip themselves inside you, sinking the tips in before pulling away. And unwillingly you bucked your hips up, chasing friction.

"See? You just need me, don't you? Need me to make you feel good?" His fingers dived in and finally didn't just tease you. Long, thick fingers slid deep inside. Forcing a few whines and whimpers out of you as the slid in and out of your silky walls.

"Chris.." You mumbled, unsure if you don't want this or not. His fingers felt heavenly inside you but thinking about the other things he had done to you made you come back to reality.

"You like that? You like it when I make you feel good?" Then he curled his fingers, straight into that spongy spot that makes you see stars. Moaning louder now as you felt him abuse your hole, you just couldn't take it anymore. It felt too good.

"taking my fingers so well, can't wait to see you take my cock." Chris muttered under his breath, panting as he watched you come undone right in front of him.

"Chris- I-im close..." Was cried out, blended in with a fury of moans and whimpers. You truly hated yourself for cumming so quickly. For letting yourself be so easy for him. And what was even worse was you liked it.

That familiar coil in your belly tightened, tightening and tightening till finally it snapped.

Your orgasm washed over you, waves of pleasure crashing down on you. You felt dizzy, light headed from just how hard you came. And that was only his fingers?

"Took me so well baby... now pull those shorts off. This isn't over yet.."

HOPE U LIKED IT ANON I REALLY TRIED 🐺🐺 I haven't written much of Chris before but I tried to look at some other texts of him for inspiration

#yandere resident evil #resident evil #resident evil x reader #chris redfield x reader #chris redfield #yandere chris redfield

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mycrayolamarkers · 3 months

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Memes!

Y'all like the guest appearance?

#yandere resident evil #memes #meme #yandere chris redfield #yandere ethan winters #yandere resident evil8 #yandere platonic #platonic yandere #handsome is a bad bitch #yandere memes #y/n memes #rose winters #jake muller #yandere leon kennedy #Leon x Chris?#leon x chris

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spooklies · 1 month

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# Resident Evil - Yandere Chris Redfield (PROFILE)

Type of Yandere: Chris is someone who cares a whole lot about those he loves while pretending that that side of him doesn’t exist. He’ll show he cares for you in every way but verbally at first, but in moments where you two are intimate he’s not against confessing just how much he loves everything about you. And Chris also happens to be overly stubborn once he’s set in his ways, and that in turn will make it difficult to try and reason with the man when he’s decided over something. Control, a position he’s been given since he could remember, and one he’ll hold over you whenever possible. Wearing something he doesn’t like? He’ll all but demand you take it off and change out of it. And if you refuse? Then he isn’t against using other means to get his way. He’s never physical, not unless you want him to be. He’s a man of discipline and understands the importance of boundaries. No, he’ll tap into a side of him that was trained to be a negotiator. Or in simpler terms, he’ll manipulate his darling when they do or say something he disapproves of. Sometimes he’ll even do this without realizing it. Chris has an overwhelmingly dominant air to him that calls for attention and he’s well aware of it.

Love Language: Chris can’t help but want to do everything for his darling, not wanting them to lift a single finger if it could be helped. He’ll treat you like royalty because in his eyes you deserve nothing but the best. He’s very big on touch and will often than not seek out your presence and find an excuse to put his hands on you. “Your shoulders look tense, allow me?” And without waiting for your permission will start massaging your shoulders with the skills of a certified masseuse. He’ll then playfully scold you for exerting yourself, explaining to you why it’s important to rest. “If you don’t keep taking care of yourself then I have no choice but to do it for you.”

Their Biggest Fear: Chris has seen a lot of shit, like shit people never come back from. But when he’s with his darling then it’s as if none of the traumatic events he’s experienced happened in the first place. He’ll often think to himself, “What’ll I ever do without you?” Because in his eyes a life without you isn’t one worth living. And that thought process alone is terrifying to Chris. He’s experienced what it’s like to lose people dear to him, but imagining his darling being the person he loses? Not a chance.

Kidnapping: If his darling ever tried to leave him then he’d definitely panic and jump to the worst conclusions about why you’d ever want to leave him. Those conclusions would then escalate into Chris convincing himself that someone is manipulating you and causing you to have these ‘intrusive’ thoughts. So what better way to keep his darling safe than to keep them at home – a sanctuary he’s created to be in your liking. He’s sure that with time his darling will come to understand why he needs to keep them home and the types of danger that lurks outside waiting to take them away from him.

How Easy is it to Escape?: Near impossible. Chris is an incredibly talented man with all the training a soldier could possibly need to bring an entire government to its knees. There will be locks on every door, safes containing possible escape tools, and even people Chris could rely on to have his back no matter the circumstances. Just hope that things don’t ever escalate that badly.

Punishments (SLIGHT NSFW BUT NOTHING GRAPHIC): “You just can’t help yourself, can you?” After one too many instances of his darling going against his direct orders – house rules, as he prefers to call them – he’ll see no other choice but to teach you the importance of listening to him through more intimate means. Your hands can sometimes end up cuffed to the bedpost, lovebites littering your skin as if you’d just been splashed with paint, and tears running down your face as you squirm and whine for his forgiveness through half-lidded eyes. “Oh I’ve already forgiven you, it’s about proving a point.” And he doesn’t stop until he’s done just that.

Difference to Other Yanderes: Despite how intimidating Chris can get, on the inside he’s a giant sap that often gets compared to a teddy bear more than the fierce grizzly bear the stuffed animal is based off of. He has a lot of powerful connections which also means he’ll be able to provide more than most partners. Ever been to the Grand Canyon? Sure, why not head there first thing Monday? And then right after that how about a trip to the Himalayas for the sake of going there? He’s so used to using these connections for the sake of humanity so it’s a nice change of pace to use them to prevent non-world ending threats from coming into fruition.

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere resident evil #yandere resident evil x reader #yandere chris redfield #yandere chris redfield x reader

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madnessreruns · 1 year

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Hi there! this is my first request and i saw that you opened your request so..

i saw your writing about platonic yandere chris and wondering maybe you could write the romantic one? for gender neutral or male reader please? smut or fluff is up to you ofc!

sorry if it too much to ask and you dont have to write it if you dont want to, thank you in advance!!

btw i liked your blogs :)

Yandere! Chris Redfield x GN Reader

Note: I’m doing hcs, cause these kinda go with the platonic Yandere and that was hcs. Thank you for liking my blogs :3

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Everybody repeat after me! This guy is toxically overprotective as a yandere!!!!

He literally will not let you leave the house 90% of the time. He knows how mean the world can be and if you get hurt, even just a scratch, he’ll go to hell and back to find out who did it.

Even if you scrapped your knee on the sidewalk he is blowing up that sidewalk. Not even laughing. He has a straight face the whole time.

No one’s allowed to talk to you if he isn’t presence unless he really really trusts them.

Sometimes when his jealousy flairs up, he won’t even let people look at you without him flying off the handle screaming and yelling at this person.

Your existence gets in the way of a lot of his missions. He doesn’t like to leave you behind, and even if you oh so slightly hinted that you wanted him to come back he’s immediately running back home to make sure your safe.

He calls you every day on his mission, texts you multiples times a day, texts the people around you to make sure your not lying to him about anything at all.

Some times he will also pay people to watch you, spy and stalk you so you don’t get into trouble or get yourself hurt.

Speaking of if you get hurt. It’s murder time guys.

He kills anyone who was involved, brutally. He comes in, guns blazing, with tunnel vision on you. Nothing else matters but you.

If you come hurt..

He will patch you up tenderly and make sure you tell him every single detail about it, so he can make this person pay.

He it’s very patient with you, he will make sure to not make your cry of even a little upset.

If someone even makes you shed a single tear they are probably gonna die a horrible death

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theyanderespecialist · 1 year

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Chris's Baby Girl (Headcanons) Platonic Chris Redfield X Adopted Daughter Reader

[Hello My Sexy Muffins, I am back with a new chapter! This Chapter is an OLD request off of Tumblr! Which is Platonic Yandere Father Chris Redfield x Adopted Daughter Reader! This will not be romantic, it is just a yandere type of protective parent! So please enjoy!]

(Disclaimer: THIS IS PLATONIC! NO ROMANTIC YANDERE IN THIS POST! Chris Redfield also is not yandere in canon. Like platonic Yandere characters are fine! As long as you are not illegal or gross about it and remember to separate fiction from reality. Platonic yanderes are not ideal parts to have and please be safe!)

.So Chris adopted you when you had just been a baby.

.You were a kid whose family had died due to, The mold.

.He could not just leave you, then when he locked eyes with you, he knew you were his daughter.

.He is beyond a protective platonic yandere parent

.in which he has protected you from so much throughout your life.

.Bullies being dealt with without mercy.

.yeah he would Frick those bullies up or at the very least get the parents moved out of state.

.He is also very caring to you as his daughter.

.he has been the type to dress up as a fairy princess, let you do his makeup, and play pretend.

.Though once you were old enough he began to teach you hand-to-hand combat, then later on how to shoot and use a knife.

.That is right he knows he will not always be around to take care of you. But he is not going to let you be hurt if he can help it.

.He would also be the type of platonic yandere parent that would NOT want you to date!

.Boys are nothing but trouble that will hurt you if you ended up liking more than just boys.

.then he will now have to deal with at least twice as many threats to your safety!

.when it came time for your period he was well stocked up! Every type of pad or tampon that you can imagine.

. A whole video presentation of what a period is and how a baby is made.

.He would not let you feel shame in being female and having a healthy body.

.When he finally lets you date he is the type of yandere parent to do a HUGE background check on your date whatever gender they might be.

.Of course, he already did a little something similar with friends you have.

.He really does not trust anyone with you his baby girl.

.He also would teach you not to take a crap, if you told a boy or anyone no and to stop but they did not, then to put them in their place.

.he raises you to be a young lady who knows what she wants, does not take crap or abuse, cares for others, and shows compassion.

.He has probably even chipped you with a tracker when you were born and tracks your online activities.

.Also would have a security team watching you all the time when he cannot be with you. To keep you safe.

.keeping you safe is his main goal.

.He will always protect his baby girl. No matter what.

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter done, I hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy all of my muffins!]

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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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Can you do a yan chris scenario from re5 reacting to his darling who got brainwashed by wesker instead of Jill and she acts EXTREMELY violent towards him and sheva and once they defeat her she starts crying please ?

Chris is like the second character that gets angst requests for Resident Evil other than Leon/j

Poor man's going to suffer. I had trouble making him full out Yandere as he's usually just overprotective. Yet I hope I made a good story either way.

Mediation

Yandere! Chris Redfield (RE5) Scenario

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Implied past relationship, Implied past toxic relationship, Overprotective behavior, Obsession, Delusional behavior, Angst, Implied murder, Chris is losing it, Clingy behavior, Manipulation, Moral conflict, Love/Hate relationship.

Feral. That was the word that came to mind when Chris saw how you acted. To think Wesker had done this to you....

You were nothing but a puppet. Masked and dressed in black, meant serve orders you had no idea were wrong. None of this was your fault.

You had no idea how many you killed. You weren't sentient enough to understand the virus you were spreading. Chris felt he couldn't blame you.

Sheva was kind enough to help him track you. It hurt him to know you were suffering at the hands of Wesker. If only you two didn't part ways-

If only you two didn't fight. If only he convinced he knew what was best for you. If only he tried harder.

He was told his overprotective behavior was unhealthy back then...

Was this much better?

Was you being used as some pretty puppet by Wesker better than Chris? Were you happy mindlessly fighting Chris like some feral animal? Was it fun pinning him to the ground and hitting him over and over and over.

Perhaps he deserved it...

You didn't deserve this fate, however.

Vigorously, Chris pulls at the P30 scarab on your chest. Sheva holds down your screaming and struggling body to aid her friend. Tears blur his vision, especially at your pain.

"Let me go!" You cry and are promptly ignored. Snapping is heard as the device breaks free before being crushed in Chris's hands. His face is filled with anger that burns within him.

Wesker will pay.

Your body stops moving in Sheva's arms, laying limp against her. Chris quickly grabs you from his partner before she can do anything.

"Give me (Y/N)... Wake up, please.... Come on, it's me, Chris...!"

He leans in, softly kissing your forehead.

"You know me... I love you...!"

While to him such words were true, if you felt the same was a mystery now. Ever since the fight you may not even like him. Such details weren't important to him right this second.

When you open your eyes, tears cloud your vision. Sheva watches you two, frowning when she notices the tears from both of you. Reunited at last... for better or for worse.

"(Y/N)... there's no need to cry-"

Chris holds you closer once hearing you hiccup and sputter. Tears stream down your face when sobs rip themselves from your throat. You were so confused, scared, pained...

You were also in Chris's arms again.

Chris... the very man who you fought with. The one who got you into this mess with his paranoia. In a way, he was right. This world is not as it used to be.

While you were thankful he saved you... you hated being in his arms. You didn't love him anymore, not with his behavior. Yet that same fixation saved your life....

For that... you feel you should be thankful.

But you can't stop crying.

Chris holding you tight is meant to feel nice. The affectionate circles he rubs on your back is meant to feel calming. Chris was your savior now.

Although back then he was your tormentor.

You weakly pull away, sitting on your knees and sobbing. Right now, you were confused. Should you feel happy? Should you still resent him?

Was this redeemable enough to tolerate him again?

"(Y/N)..."

You look towards him. Tears make your cheeks glisten in the light of the room. Chris frowns, reaching out to place a hand on your shoulder. In response you don't move.

"You're safe now... I'll keep you safe like I promised."

You sniff, looking away from him.

"...Am I?"

"Yes, you are. We traveled a long way to find you, (L/N)."

Sheva gives you a smile, completely unaware of the full past you and Chris share. How naive.... You can't blame her for trusting Chris.

At one point you did, giving him all the love he could've asked for.

"I'll take your word for it."

You're then pulled into Chris's chest again, fresh tears dripping onto your neck. You wanted to push him away... yet you couldn't bring yourself to do it.

Part of you missed this....

"Chris..." Sheva sighs, sensing your discomfort. "(Y/N)'s been through a lot, we need to go find Wesker."

"I don't want to leave again..."

"Wesker did this, Chris." Sheva continues, trying to get him off you. "Let's finish this... for (Y/N)."

That seemed to catch Chris's attention, the man pulling away and standing up. He wipes his eyes and looks down at you, the one he loves the most....

"(Y/N), stay safe. A safety team will pick you up."

Chris then smiles towards you. It starts loving... then distorts to unhinged. He was going to end this.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine... I'll serve you Wesker's head on a platter."

That threat echoes in your ears. While Chris walks away with Sheva, you're left with your skin crawling at his tone. He was so sinster....

You worry for Chris's mental health. He was bad before, now he's even worse. All this bioweapon nonsense was wearing his rational mind down.

Part of you wishes him luck. The other hopes you can finally part ways in peace. You have a feeling Chris would never leave your life until the end of it, however....

Love him or hate him... he still felt like part of you.

He saved you even after everything... now you don't think you can hate him fully.

He loves you, always will.

No matter what he does to keep you by him, morally correct or not, he's your only sense of normalcy.

Perhaps that's why you still love him... and he's obsessed with you.

You both wish for normalcy.

#yandere resident evil 5 #yandere resident evil #yandere chris redfield

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bweoo · 10 months

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Chris when you want to do something dumb

#my art #yandere #yandere resident evil #yandere chris redfield

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i-cant-sing · 1 year

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It's been a while since I've talked about RE8 and I'm just thinking about reader from my Yandere RE8 AU who is now living with the Lords after Ethan left her behind in the village, and I just know this poor baby is STRESSED. Like to the point that she can't argue without crying.

She's getting yelled at? She's crying.

Someone else is getting yelled at? She's crying.

She tries escaping the Lords and they bring her back and tell her that it's better for her to stay in the village with her "found family" than return to her real family who don't give a shit about her and reader is just standing there with furrowed brows and quivering lips, tears falling down as she weakly argues "N-No! You- you guys are *hiccups* wrong. I- they still love- I don't need anyone to take care of me!" And then proceeds to break down in front of them, causing Alcina to pick you up by your armpits like a little kitten and hugging you to her chest (u almost suffocate to death).

I just know that Heisenberg is the most awkward when you cry in front of him. He doesn't know how to comfort you, he's always had to bottle up his sad emotions, but he can't tell u to that! So... he's building some dancing soldets for you, or better yet, allows Handsome to dress like a stripper and twerk because that always seemed to make you laugh (it didn't, the hash brownies did).

As for Chria and Leon, oh my- their hearts just absolutely breat at the sight of you. But they know that they can't just let you cry your way into danger. So, they very lovingly and calmly tell you that they understand that this is frustrating but they can't just let you return to your horrible parents just because they're "blood". They could be your family too, and they swear to treat you better than anyone ever has. They slowly pull you back inside their safe house, Chris goes to make you some hot chocolate (with melatonin gummies mixed in) while Leon is just huddling on the couch with you, whispering affirmations as he watches you try to not have a meltdown.

#yandere re 8 #yandere re8 #yandere resident evil #yandere alcina dimitrescu #yandere lady dimitrescu #yandere lady alcina #yandere chris redfield #yandere leon kennedy #yandere heisenberg

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arachne4 · 1 month

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Do you think you could do some breeding with yandere Chris and a female reader? Loooove how you write him

yan!chris x fem!reader

glad you like how I write him! I had never written for him prior to this page so thats really nice to hear

cw: yandere chris, breeding, praise, if you squint there might be dub con but it's up to interpretation, no plot

"so fucking- tight.. you take me so well-" Chris's chest was heaving, both of your bodies sticky with sweat and saliva. He'd been gone for about a week, on a mission with a bsaa. A nice break from dealing with him. But as soon as he came back, he was on top of you. Almost animalistic in the way he mounted you. Few words even muttered just skin on skin, his dick bullying his way into your pussy.

"gonna fill you, gonna fill you up..." He groaned, voice hoarse from his growling. "You'd be all pretty with a round belly, my baby in there.."

"chris-" you huffed and puffed, his pace was driving you insane, your hips ached from how he gripped them, how he drilled into you.

"yeah.. take it... you're gonna make me come..." he says as if he hasn't came already, as if his cum isn't sticky between your thighs, as if your pussy isn't squelching from his and your cum. "You make me feel so good..."

"Chris- Chris I'm close..." Your body trembled, that euphoric feeling building up inside you, every single part of you tingling with exhilaration.

"c'mon.. come on my cock, pretty girl.. show me how bad you need me..."

"oh fuck-! I'm- I'm so close-!"

"me too, fuck, gonna come..." Chris's hands gripped your hips, nails painfully digging into you. His hips slapped into you even harder, that feeling in your stomach bringing you to practically heaven. Your pussy squeezed him tight, clenching as he hilted himself inside you. His seed flowed into you, as you pushed back onto him.

"fuck, that's it, take it all..." Chris bit into your shoulder, bucking up into your wet cunt. Still dripping, soaking both you and him.

"Chris... ahn.."

"good girl... now... you think you can take another one?"

Um anon who asked for Yan Wesker with a reader who keeps getting distracted it's coming

#resident evil #resident evil x reader #chris redfield x reader #yandere chris redfield #chris redfield

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comfyrhyme20574 · 1 year

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Chris protecting OC from one of Miranda's experiments and looking after her after she faints.

An added scene after Chis shoots "Mia" at the beginning:

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Based off of @i-cant-sing 's Resident evil Village Platonic Yandere RE8: Teen Reader Plot & teen one shots

Gifs by:

@hurtfairchild

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mycrayolamarkers · 9 months

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Am back and more memes are coming soon!

#memes #meme #yandere platonic #platonic yandere #resident evil x reader #yandere ethan winters #yandere resident evil #platonic yandere resident evil #yandere chris redfield #yandere memes #yandere mia winters #yandere #yandere leon kennedy #yandere heisenberg #handsome is a bad bitch #y/n memes

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admirxation · 3 months

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The Perpetual Chase | Chapter One | Leon Kennedy x reader series

links to other parts: part two | part three

𓆩♡𓆪┆pairing: las plagas!yandere leon s. kennedy x fem!reader (afab) & Chris Redfield x fem!reader (afab)

𓆩♡𓆪┆summary: the reader is finally free from the physical prison Leon held her in, but she remains in a mental trap that makes her constantly think about the incident. with an effort to move on, she is living with Chris, Jill, and her son, trying to continue life without leon.

𓆩♡𓆪┆word count: 2.8k

𓆩♡𓆪┆disclaimer: this is a work of fiction! i do not condone everything i write. this is for 18+ readers, so MDNI. you’re responsible for the content you consume so if any of the follow warnings trigger you, click off now.

𓆩♡𓆪┆warnings: NSFW 18+. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. female anatomy and she/her pronouns used for the reader. this series will mention things that happened in ‘broken locks’, please read before you read this to understand and know what you’re getting into. specific chapter warnings: healing trauma, reader suffers with remnants of Stockholm syndrome, & mention of of death.

𓆩♡𓆪┆a/n: heyyy! sorry this took forever, life has been hectic, but i hope you enjoy, please like and reblog if you did. just wanted to mention one thing though, i did name the son in the story, i didn’t want to keep putting “insert sons name”. i know its an x reader but there is only so much customising i can do without it being exhausting, so please do not hate on that. anyways thank you for all ur support, love y’all.

Chapter one: a broken beginning

The warm lamp on the bedside table filled the cosy room with an orange tinge around the four walls; the sleepy five-year-old was nestled in his mother's arms, clutching his favourite stuffed bear as he eagerly awaited his nightly fairytale from you — his beloved mother.

“Once upon a time, in a faraway land,” you began with a soft and melodic voice, “there was a beautiful queen named Seraphina.” You brushed Mason’s dark blond hair away from his forehead, his eyes sparkling warmly as you delved further into the story.

“Queen Seraphina had the most radiant smile that lit up the kingdom, and her kindness was known to all. She had a little prince called… Mason,” you saw him smile; you always liked to change the name to involve him and to hear that little giggle, “and Mason was her pride and joy.”

You continued with the tale; your words weaved a story of love, bravery, threat and danger, getting to the part that always scared Mason — the mentioning of the wicked sorcerer who became obsessed with the queen's beauty and vowed to take her away from everything she knew for his own selfish desires.

“Queen Seraphina was smart and strong,” your voice tinged with a hint of caution, “she had a magic charm, a special kind of protection that kept her safe from harm.”

Mason listened intently, his innocent eyes fixed on your face, soaking in every word that was uttered.

“However,” you continued, lowering your voice slightly, “the sorcerer’s obsession grew stronger by the day. He plotted and schemed, waiting for the perfect moment to take Queen Seraphine away from everything she loved.”

This was Mason’s favourite part, where the narrative took an unexpected turn as Queen Seraphina's castle was suddenly surrounded by darkness and then…

There was a knock on the door. Jill came in.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your storytelling, but it's time for bed; Mason has a big day tomorrow,” Jill said as she waited for Mason to walk with her.

“You heard Jill, off you go.”

“But Mom, I want to hear what happens to Queen Seraphina,” he whined.

“You’ve listened to the story millions of times,” he pouted, making your heart melt “Tomorrow I’ll tell the story earlier, and I promise we will finish it… Now go with your Aunty Jill,” he hugged you as he went off, leaving you to put away the book.

You walked outside your room, watching Mason get all pouty as Jill tried to get him into bed, noticing Chris walk by and jokingly tell him to behave — Mason always listened to Chris; he almost looked up to him and tried his best to copy his mannerisms. You four were all living together in an unknown area, even though you couldn’t tell the actual location for safety reasons due to your “turbulent mental health” and your contact with Las Plagas, as the doctors put it, but you liked living with Chris, Jill and your son, as well as the ones who created a protective sphere and kept on guard. You were healing over your trauma after what happened five years ago, but there were still doctors who would check up on you and, most importantly, Mason; they were 99% certain you weren’t a carrier, but they continued to be sceptical of the child you bore from an infected man, Las Plagas had to be coursing through his veins — but every test showed he never carried the disease, but this didn’t satisfy or stop the frequent checks.

You understood the measures that had to be taken, but every time you had a check-up, that incident played in your head; it didn’t help that you had other factors like Mason’s favourite fairytale being about kidnapping; it all just made you remember Leon and what he had done to you — how he violated and manipulated you. The first year was hard; you woke up every night and only slept periodically, your eyebrows darkening. Jill and Chris made things easier; they were patient and understanding, reassuring you that Leon was dead and wasn’t coming back — but that didn’t silence your mind completely. You never admitted it to them, not those who checked up on you, but you still had nightmares, picturing Leon’s face with those dark veins and that perverted, dark smile he would always have when you were vulnerable. But you also thought about how you loved him towards the end; you remember putting your finger on the trigger and telling him, “I love you”. You felt guilty for having those bittersweet memories; the psychiatrists kept telling you it wasn’t healthy and that love doesn’t begin like that, and you knew that, but another part of your brain thought about the moment he took care of you. You remembered when he hugged and cared for you and helped you in the bath; all those memories had a dark tone, but you missed him.

The nights where those mixed feelings kept you awake, you wished you could get over it all and just think it was in the past, but it was hard, and despite Jill insisting on you needing to “heal”, you thought that was never going to happen; you thought that you were forever broken no matter the new life you were living. Five years on, it was a little easier to handle, with an emphasis on “little”, but there were still improvements. You had your friend Jill with you, and you were starting to get to know Chris, finally getting over the fact he wanted to kill you when he first met you, but that was something to joke about now — an extremely dark joke, but a joke nonetheless. Even though you loved Jill, the most understanding person was Chris; your developing friendship helped you along the journey, whereas Jill’s constant talking about a “healing journey” was coming from a good place but put pressure on you on how you should feel and where you should be in that “healing journey”. You felt like she didn’t truly understand the trauma you were going through; of course, no one really did, but Chris managed to make you feel comfortable and like he was actually feeling your emotions.

You had talked to Chris about how Jill’s words affected you and made you continually think about your broken mental health. He offered a shoulder to cry on, and you felt a connection with him. These feelings were confusing; you longed for Chris to stay longer when you had your late-night chats when he went off guarding duty, but it felt wrong to have these feelings when you were still thinking of Leon and what could have been if he remained that sweet neighbour you would make meals for. You didn’t know if this was the beginning of what they call “moving on”, but all you knew was that you liked it when Chris sneaked past Jill’s room when she watched over Mason sleeping and how you giggled together and sometimes had a little nap in each other's arms.

Tonight was another night you would have those late nights with Chris; you two had gotten into that routine of waiting for Jill to put Mason and then drift off before Chris would get off guard duty — you two weren’t doing anything physically intimate, but you knew Jill wouldn’t be comfortable with you having a flirtatious moment with another man, especially Chris. You felt guilty — at times — knowing you were keeping something from your best friend, but you also knew that this secret wouldn’t last forever; this secret would last for a while but would come out of hiding if anything actually sparked between you two, but you know when you would admit it you would get a lecture and experience her overprotectiveness. You did understand why she was acting like this, but you also wanted some freedom now to take it at your own pace and not be constantly monitored.

You waited in your bedroom; your door opened a crack to let Chris know you wanted him to come in; the anticipation bubbled inside you as you waited for him; you loved feeling that excitement; you hadn’t felt that innocent thrill since when you used to give meals to Leon, you remembered the excuse of your awful portion sizes and the smile he would always give when tasting your cooking… You missed that. You often thought about what could have been if Leon had never gotten infected. Would you two have gotten together naturally if he was still the boy next door? Would it have been a beautiful romance? Well, it doesn’t matter how much you thought because it would never be a true reality.

As you were getting lost in your thoughts, you subtly jumped out of your mind to be taken back into reality when you saw the door open, then met with Chris’ smile when he saw your face.

“I’m not disturbing you, am I?” he closed the door behind him.

“No, no… I wouldn’t have had the door like that if I didn’t want you here,” you lifted yourself from the foot of your bed, putting your arms around him and nuzzling your face into his chest as he brought you in his arms, “I’ve missed you.”

“Wow, I didn’t know I had the effect on you,” he laughed. You just rolled your eyes.

Inside the dimly lit bedroom, you two sat on the floor on the comfortable fluffy carpet that was by your bed — you would often start your conversations here. You felt like you were wrapped in the warm comfort of Chris’ presence; the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a gentle hue that invited closeness.

“I don’t think Jill will be waking up any time soon… I heard slight snoring coming from Mason’s room,” you both laughed.

“Means she’s out like a light,” he moved close to you, and you caught the sense of his natural scent that drew you closer and brought that excitement back; it felt like a true romance was blooming, but those previous thoughts kept making you think otherwise.

“How do you think she would react to… all of this?” you asked to break some silence.

“To be honest, I don’t know, but… I don’t want to talk about that now,” you raised an eyebrow out of interest, “Y/N, I want to talk to you about something, and it’s fine if you don’t want to engage, but please hear me out.”

“Wow, just a few minutes, and we’re already getting serious.”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about it all day, but shut up for a bit and let me speak,” you both laughed, “For the past five years, we’ve gotten closer. I got to know you, and I’m glad you got over our first awful first impressions, but… I didn’t expect to have what we have now. We don’t do what usual friends do, fair enough, we’ve never done anything, but I feel something. I suppose I’m trying to say I feel something for you, I care about you, and I want to see if you feel the same, and maybe we could build on that.”

You looked down at your hands before saying anything, watching his anticipation: “Chris… I do like you, but… I don’t want to lead you on. I feel like we have something, but I think everyone knows I’m not totally over what you know who did with me; I mean, I don’t think I can do things like sex for a long time.”

“We don’t have to have sex for us to be something real,” he softly grabbed your hand, “I understand if you don’t want anything with me, but if you did, I wouldn’t rush you into things like that, I would wait… Sex doesn't always make something real; we could have our own terms.”

Thinking about your memories of Leon, watching Chris, and the warm energy you felt from him. When you looked at the picture of Leon in your mind, you had bittersweet memories, romantic at times but truly traumatic and what he did ruined your life; you were ready to admit that. But when you looked at Chris, you saw a new beginning, a broken beginning, but something that could blossom into something beautiful if you let it and let go of Leon's hold on you even in the grave.

“Kiss me,” he widened his eyes with shock, watching you to make sure, “Kiss me, and I’ll truly know if I’m ready to say yes to this.”

He leaned in slowly, his soft lips brushing against yours until the skin of your lips fully collided into a passionate kiss; you had to adjust to this intimacy you hadn’t had in years, but you melted into the rhythm and let it take over, your eyes were shut, and your hands reached for his shoulders, inviting you to roam your hands around. Chris moved himself closer, lost in the interlocking of passion that was taking hold of you two… Until it had to stop.

“...I do want something real with you, Chris… But please be patient with me.”

“Of course, everything that will happen, I will make sure you’re 100% okay with it… I won’t hurt you.”

You smiled softly, thankful for his understanding and how much he wanted to be with you. The night drifted with you two conversing, hugging, and finding the moment to kiss again, giggling about how much you missed that sensation with another, glad to share it with Chris.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Hours had drawn on, finally hitting where you two had to depart before Jill was up. Chris still couldn’t wipe that smile off his face, knowing you two were finally moving into something, not being ambiguous about anything. You two looked at the time, not mentioning it, to see if Chris would stay with you a little longer.

“I think I need to go before Jill finds out I’m here,” you wrapped your arms around him even more tightly.

“Will I see you again soon?”

“I’ll be here again before you go to bed, and I’ll see you throughout the day.”

You gave him a final kiss before parting with him, watching as he closed the door fully, letting you close your eyes and relieve the whole night for a few moments before Mason came rushing back into your room.

As you turned over, oblivious of the outside, Chris was met with the one person you didn’t want to see — Jill. Every morning, after the countless nights together, Chris would sneakily close the door without a sound, rushing back to his spot before Jill even woke up, only today she happened to wake up earlier. She stood there with her arms folded, head tilted as she waited for Chris to speak. He just looked at her, defeated.

“Speak of the devil,” Chris said to himself, “Jill, just say what you want,” he turned to face her.

She moved one step closer: “You can never help yourself, can you?”

This ignited subtle anger in Chirs; all those nights you two had, how you confided in him about Jill’s overprotectiveness, Chris thought about how he would tell you; you were probably overthinking, but now he could witness the overprotectiveness that made you feel like you were constantly behind in your process with trauma.

“Y/N can make her own decisions; I never forced myself or made her be with me; we just… kinda hit it off.”

“You know she isn’t in the right state of mind to make a decision; she’s traumatised, she needs to heal, and all you’re doing is… being a safe replacement for Leon.”

“I’m not a fucking replacement!” he raised his voice, “If it was a few months after, fair enough, but it’s been five goodman years; in those years, we’ve made something that is finally happening, don’t you dare call me a replacement.”

“Do you like her, or is it just the easy option with the lack of missions recently? I don’t trust that you’re being sensitive to her situation.”

“Jill… That’s low, and you know it is… Ask her yourself if you don’t trust me,” he looked away, returning to his spot.

“Oh, before you go, Chris,” he rolled his eyes, “Leon woke up, he’s downstairs in the quarantine zone being monitored… He wants to speak to someone; it might as well be the man moving in on the woman he has a child with.”

Right there and then, time had stopped. You weren’t aware of this, but Chris, Jill and everyone who walked the building knew Leon wasn’t dead as you believed. When you pulled the trigger, you didn’t damage any vital organs and allowed him to live. And now he had woken up… Striking fear in everyone and making everyone watch him like a hawk to protect you.

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