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i don't think you understand (this love was all i had) by BlackVultures
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
28 Apr 2024
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grief
noun
1. a: deep and poignant distress caused by or as if by bereavement
b: a cause of such suffering(Or, what happens to Leon and Chris in the 6 years between Raccoon City and Valdelobos.)
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19 Mar 2026
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Shane wonders why Ilya never wants to be the bottom during sex. Ilya reveals a heartbreaking secret.
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23 Mar 2026
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Ilya doesn’t like thinking about Rose. Obviously. But sometimes he can’t help it.
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23 Mar 2026
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the wolves come out to see the end (my claws are out, i want to feel it all) by BlackVultures
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
13 Apr 2024
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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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17 Mar 2026
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the feelings got lost in my lungs (they're burning, i'd rather be numb) by BlackVultures for goodshipophelia
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
27 Apr 2025
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Coughing and gasping for air, Leon put tremendous effort into not blacking out–both from the shit he’d sucked into his lungs and bouncing his head off the dirt when the shockwave from the blast toppled him. When he felt a pair of hands grasp him by his holster straps and pull him away from the crater the greenhouse had left behind, he pawed weakly for the knife strapped to his thigh, but then he heard a familiar voice–albeit distorted by a respirator mask:
“Hey, Leon–it’s okay. We’re here to help.”
Chris Redfield.
Golden boy of the BSAA, knight in shining armor, and Leon’s hopeless crush, which had been going on for so long now that it was old enough to get a driver’s license.
(Or the first hanahaki disease + Nivannedyfield fic. :D)
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22 Mar 2026