#also thinking about this for the los illuminados.
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Disclaimers: Cowgirl, missionary, !F recieving, public sex basically, !F gets ate out.
It had been almost a week since you and Leon had rescued Ashley from the psychotic cult, los illuminados, in rural Spain.
You both had made it back in one piece, even if you were both infected by the las plagas virus at some point during your journey through spain.
The president was absolutely delighted to know that the two of you had secured his daughter safely and brought her back home. In honour of doing so he had arranged a large fancy dinner party celebrating the both of yours accomplishments.
You were very appreciative you'll admit that but you weren't really a party person even if this was a formal one where of course everyone will behave.
Being a introverted person that kept to yourself you'd say you we're the complete opposite of Mr Kennedy here. He loved the attention, and his humour made people like him even more so.
Ever since he'd lent you his jacket back before you came home because it was super cold that night, you've been thinking about him. His jacket was still slung over your shoulders when he told you he could keep it. But you tried to protest, trying to explain to him that you had plenty of jackets to wear. He said he didn't want to hear it, and that it could also serve as a reminder of what you and him had been through. Thinking about that, you we're very sure that you did not want anything to remind you of that horrible place.
But it was leon. You'd admit you had feelings for him, and they had blossomed more during your mission in spain. You had no idea if he felt the same, because he flirts with everyone no different, just the same.
So when you had come to this supposed dinner party you had decided, you were going to wear his jacket and see if it elicited any reactions in him. You topped it on top of your dress that you wore, as you walked to your assigned sit next to him.
Leon's glance was indeed glued to you, or most likely his jacket. Oh, he did not expect that. It was kind of turning him on which wasn't a good sign being in public and all. His thoughts errupted his wants to stop this, and he imagined images of you underneath his figure. Wearing only his jacket, and getting absolutely wrecked by him.
"Please.. fuck me harder, i want it!" Your dreamself in leon's mind cried out.
leon however was snapped out of his refreshing dream of you when you excused yourself to use the restroom. Now was his chance. His chance to ask you privately if you felt the same as he did.
A few minutes after you had disappeared through the foyer trecking to the restroom. Leon also excused himself and decided to wait outside in the foyer for you.
When you came out from the restroom, you nearly tripped and fell from the shock you had from leon standing there.
"Fuck! Leon! What we're you doing?" You held your chest, hearing the thumping of your heart.
"I'm just stood here, what on earth do you mean?" Leon grinned, leaning his hand against the wall you stood you're ground on.
"I mean why are you here? Shouldn't you be entertaining the president or something?" You sighed pinching your nose, to be honest you were getting a little hot and bothered that he was so close to your face. The rapid beating of your little lovesick heart proved evidence for this.
"Yeah you're right I guess, but why're you wearing my jacket hm?" smirking, leon looked at your face that contorted in embarassment. Cute.
"Are you just being stupid or do you actually have amnesia? You told me to keep it" you shot back.
"That's right.. most people wouldn't wear it to a fancy place like this though.." he trailed of. He wanted to ask you, he wanted to ask you if you liked him. No, if you loved him.
"I'm just wearing it to cover my shoulders, c'mon leon stop being a douche and get back there" you gestured to the party down past the foyer.
"Kinda wanna see you in that jacket.. on it's own"
He finished looking into your eyes searching for any discomfort, anything that would make him put a stop to this all.
Your cheeks were dusted pink, you were flattered. You thought that maybe leon returned your passionate feeling towards him. You wanted to try something.
You yanked him by the belt forcefully, and collided your lips against his. He began to encourage the kiss. His right hand cupped your small face deepening the kiss, while his left slithered around your waist hugging it tightly.
Kisses in sync, it felt light and airy. But then it became something far darker and more lustful.
You pulled back, inhaling deeply. You'd done it, you kissed him first. You stared at him, but as your glance got lower you saw something quite.. humorous.
His hard on was streching against the fabric of his dress pants. You giggled, putting your hands on your hips.
"Oh? What's that there Mr Kennedy"
"Not quite sure myself, better fix it soon you brat" he looked at you with a venomous gaze.
Oh it's on. You grabbed leon by the arm making sure nobody saw the pair of you, entering the lavish restroom, probably the cleanest you'd ever seen, tugging him along to the very end stall which happened to be the most spacious, perfect for the lewd things you had planned.
"What are you-" you shushed leon, forcing him to sit on the ground, undoing his belt rapidly. You threw his belt to the ground, you could feel your panties becoming wet your clit ached for some contact.
"Strip." You commanded leon, pulling at his shirt.
"Sorry, but following a women's lead just isn't-" you sat directly on his lap, right on where he needed you most.
"Well this women isn't going to help you with your little problem then, is she?" You moved around slightly, causing leon to groan grabbing your hips to still you.
"Fuck, didn't know you'd be such a whore" leon pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside.
"Oh leon, I'm a lot more then that." Trailing your small hands across his broad back and chest. finding a precious spot on his neck you closed in and began to give him the love he deserved. You bit into his skin, sucking on it lightly swirling your tongue before pulling back.
The love bite stood out, telling all that he was yours and only yours. He moaned deeply, extremely turning you on.
"Fuck, I wanna touch you to baby" leon tugged at your dress. You admired the artwork of angry red hickeys you'd blossomed onto his rough skin.
"You wanna touch me hm?" You stood up, your hands squeezing his shoulders teasingly.
"Fuck yeah, sit on my face now." He demanded. It made you light hearted and giddy knowing that he was finally yours for the taking.
You hitched up your dress, brandishing the cute little thong you were wearing.
"You were wearing that this whole time? You knew this was gonna happen hm?" Leon smirked at your proud form.
"Well i wasn't entirely sure Kennedy, but i'm glad it worked out" sighing in relief once you slid of the thong, your wet as fuck pussy being exposed to the crisp air.
"C'mere" leon grabbed you by the butt, squeezing it in the process. He leaned against the wall, as you lowered your pussy onto his lovestruck face. You felt his nose poking you and you moaned, you started gyrating your hips against his pretty face. "Ohh leon yes!" You whined, but gasped when he grabbed you stopping you from moving anymore stopping your build up.
"Not so fast baby, your doing all the work" he planted your pussy back onto his face, and you let him get to work. His tongue worked wonders, as he licked stripes up and down your pussy folds. He sucked on your clit, the lewd slurping noises adding to the intensity. You let out a high pitched moan. "yeah i wanna here you cry like that, say my name baby"
He was devouring your cunt, making you lose all the sanity you had built up. You grabbed his golden hair, gripping at the roots. He began to rub your clit in fast little circles, quadrupling the pleasure instantly. Arching your back upwards, you cried out as you felt your climax approaching rapidly.
"Ah fuck leon! I'm gonna-"
Before you could finish you came gushing all over his face, but he continued to lick it up like icing on a cake. you gasped, become overstimulated extremely fast you were already approaching your second orgasm when he pulled away.
"What the fuck? why'd you stop" you hissed from the loss of contact.
"You can't cum again unless you help me with my little problem" chuckling he beckoned you over to his lap.
Swaying your hips slightly you sauntered your way over to him, plopping yourself straight onto his hard on. you felt it poking you, it was rock hard by now pretty painful to your guessing.
"What can I do to make you feel better Mr Kennedy?" smirking, you brushed his wild strands of hair out of his pretty face.
"I want you to fucking ride me right here right now" he groaned, feeling the weight of your bare pussy on his cock.
"I didn't know you were into cowgirls" you purred, you got of of him and began to pull down his underwear. his cock sprung free, and you looked at its oh so delicious tip. it was completely covered in his precum, the tip a blushed colour that had you humming with satisfaction.
"Now let your cowgirl ride you." you grinned, lowering your ass as your pussy came in contact with his cock. you slowly slid down on him, making him groan.
"Fuck your so tight, god damn" he could feel you wrapped around him, squeezing onto him for dear life. he pulled the top of your dress down, exposing your tits as you moved up and down in fast little motions.
"Fuck no bra either?" he moaned, licking his lips before grabbing one of your breasts licking and kissing the delicate bud. to far gone into the pleasure his cock was giving you, you struggled to respond your chest heaving up and down. the wet noises that your cunt made as you bounced on his cock were music to his ears. heavenly he could say, grabbing your other nipple and twiddling it with his rough padded thumb.
He admired you struggling to take his cock, the cute little bump his cock made indenting your stomach. "ah leon.. you feel so.. so good!" you managed to cry out. this made leon snap, grabbing you by the hips he began slamming you up and down. Up and down his cock making you squeal and mewl begging for more. you were his own personal toy, his little cocksleeve he could use whenever he god damn well pleased.
"Yeh, you like that you slut?" Leon could tell you were close to releasing, removing one hand of the bruising grip of your hips he spanked your ass it slowly changing to a bright ruddy red. it stung but pleasure coursed through your whole body while he gave you the most exquisite pounding of your life.
You released all over Leon's stomach, the opaque liquid glistening. "shit, that was hot" he flipped you in reverse, so he was on top. pinning you to the cool tiles, he started to drill into you. he chuckled when he saw your euphoric face, babbling you managed to speak up. "gosh I love you, I really do!" face tinged pink from this 'workout' you started leaving thin scratch marks across Leon's back.
"What was that angel? I didn't hear you"
"I said I love you!" you practically yelled it, Leon clamped a big hand over your mouth. didn't want the whole fucking world knowing you guys were fucking in the restroom next door.
"Your my favourite.. you know that?" Leon questioned you, his hips beginning to slow and stutter.
"M-mine to!"
"I'm your favourite to?" staring at you nodding fast, he let out a guttural groan before releasing deep inside you.
Collapsing in your hold, he hugged your form.
"That was the best I've ever had" you sighed, embracing him back.
"The best sex? Oh sweetheart there's so much more I could do." Still inside of you, Leon pecked your cheek.
"Did you really mean that you love me?" His serious face made you laugh.
"Leon! Of course I've liked you for the longest time.. but I didn't know how to say" he stroked your hair, finally pulling out of you.
"Well that makes two of us.. and I love you to" his warm skin contacted with yours making you feel at home.
"So why don't we get the hell out of here, make an excuse that your sick or something" you suggested.
"Great plan.. your gonna be the sick one though, got to be the gentleman you know?" he winked, you returned a gleeful smile holding him dearly close.
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Within Session .Part Three.
Hey there cuties, do not think I forgot about y'all! This fanfic consist of Yandere!Leon Kennedy. I intend for this fic to progressively become disturbing and fucked up with each chapter. While the first few chapters will be tamed, expect the following in this series:
~Stalking, Kidnapping, Forced Breeding, Degradation, NonCon, Gang Banging, Forced Pregnancy, Somnophilia, Blackmail, Manipulation, Abuse, Pet Names, Obsessive Behavior (Duh), Torture, Constraints, Mentions of Blood & Gore, Mental Degradation, Toxic Relationship, Sexual Abuse, Masturbation, Drugged & Drunk Sex, Loss of Virginity, Forced Penetration…
Also you will be retconned (Too bad 😏): Female Reader, 24 Years old and from Texas 💝
This story was purely written with RE 4 (Remake) Leon in mind. So no puppy dog Leon from RE2 or DILF Leon from later games & movies. The story takes place several months after the events of RE4. Yay, you’re in 2004!
I plan to make this series long and fleshed out, but I promise what you want will hit you like a train~🚂
This chapter does not contain any 🔞 material. This story will contain +18 content (NSFW) in the near future 🔞 If you’re a minor, please go read a real book or something, don’t cry to me when your mom finds your shit. This story will eventually hit that point so don’t set yourself up.
Summary
As an on sight therapist for STRATCOM in Nebraska, you’re tasked with providing quality therapy for US military personnel and government agents. After working at the headquarters for 6 months, Hunnigan recommends you to a notable government agent, Leon Kennedy, who is in need of therapy. After a number of sessions with you, Leon notices a substantial stability in his sanity yet is threatened when you are offered a position back home, closer to your family and friends. Your choice doesn’t sit well with one particular client, who can’t fathom you out of your role as his therapist. Leon has found a means of keeping his precious therapist and realizes you are the key to his permanent solace. You were obviously destined to be his in some form. Why dream of him letting you go?
A\N: I was heavily inspired by Satoshi Kon’s Perfect Blue 💙, ExploreVenus’s Something Permanent and Guardian Angel by NexysWorld. This chapter was oddly hard to write, especially writing out a session on a serious topic. Once I was writing, I kept writing so you might find this chapter to be long! Expect the next chapter to be out in two weeks!
Hope y'all enjoy the third part! More to come 💝~ Anisssa أنيسة
Here is Part One and Part Two of Within Session
Cleared Mirror
When Leon finally mentioned to Hunnigan his need for help, he did not expect immediate validation to improve his mental health. After the Raccoon City incident in 1998, the horrifying experiences that had cost him a normal life had embedded as an inevitable trauma. The grueling military training that followed after he was captured by the US government and forced to become a government agent to protect Sherry. The underlying hazing that he endured in boot camp tested his abilities and mental state beyond his capabilities, yet it was a period of time that distracted him. Then the recent mission to Spain to save the president’s daughter and his fight against Las Plagas of Los Illuminados seemed to weigh in after losing Luis and confronting Ada Wong after a number of years. His guilt was engulfing him at this point, so he looked forward to his first session with the referred therapist by Hunnigan.
However, when he did arrive at the office for the scheduled session at 5PM, he did not expect a young woman to be assigned his therapist. He noticed she was preoccupied with paperwork on her desk before he knocked on the doorway door to notify her that he had arrived. Once her awareness of him occurred, she stood up from her chair to greet him. Leon instantly notices her red attire with black heels, reminding him of a certain woman.
Without realizing it, Leon accidentally scrunches his face from the reminder. Even when you offer a seat on one of the chairs in front of your desk, a glare on his face remains for a moment. However, when Leon takes another glance at your face, he eases the features of his face, nearly dazed at the sight of your eyes and lips as you both sit across each other. For a moment he studies your facial features while you speak until a question from you returns him to reality. Leon blinks his eyes in realization and nods to the question, simply muttering,”Yes.”
His heart nearly flutters when you provide a reassuring smile while nodding your head,”That’s okay, let’s get started, Leon,” He hears you tell him.
By leaning over the chair, you reach over with one hand to retrieve paperwork clipped to a clipboard from the top of your desk. Leon patiently sits in silence across from you, curious of the next course of actions. With a swift flip of the papers attached to the clipboard, you reaffirm all the necessary documents before leaning over in the chair to hand the clipboard to Leon. Once Leon had the clipboard in his possession, he curiously skimmed through the pages while you spoke,” Alright Leon, we’re going to take the first 15 minutes to get through all this annoying intake paperwork. Essentially review HIPAA concerns, consent forms, and ethical guidelines. Afterwards, I will ask more questions regarding your background, then begin discussing your reasons for therapy and goals so we can formulate a treatment plan along our sessions. How does that sound?” You question him, provided with a gentle smile.
Leon follows with a head nod, content with the flow of the session.”Sounds good,” he immediately responds, eager to hear your voice more. Despite Leon never receiving treatment before, he was honestly impressed with your diligence.
With the reassurance from Leon, you proceed on explaining the following paperwork.”Also, please feel welcomed to ask me any questions, I want to ensure you’re not leaving here confused and that my skills are what you’re looking for in a therapist,” You sincerely express, shifting in the chair to cross your legs.
There were several questions that instantly came to Leon’s thoughts: ‘How old are you?’ and ‘Are you single?’
“The first page contains a HIPAA authorization form, basically entailing how your medical information is disclosed and your rights regarding your medical information…''You explain, leaning over the side of the chair again to snatch a pen from your desk. With the pen in hand, you lean over the chair to hand it to Leon,”So just write today’s date, your full name, date of birth, social security, check the boxes, and provide your signature. Please let me know if you have questions,” You breathe out, observing him as Leon fills out the worksheet in silence, hearing the scribbling of the pen on paper.
After a moment, Leon glances back up to you, signaling he was finished with signing this section of paperwork. In this moment, you provide a smile in reassurance,”Sweet, now we can continue to the next section, which is simply covering ethical guidelines between therapist and client. If you flip over to the next page, it will clarify all the different points. When you’re done reading, just sign at the bottom,” You advise him, sinking back into the chair as Leon flips and reviews the next page of ethical guidelines.
At this moment, several points mentioning friendship and gift exchange between client and therapist caught Leon’s attention. Therapists are legally required to maintain a professional relationship with their clients, thus can not accept gifts over a certain amount. Leon briefly glances at you, then instantly returns his sight to the paperwork on his lap. He would have to abide by these guidelines to receive treatment. With the pen in his hand, Leon inscribes his signature on the line at the bottom of the page along with writing the current date.
With all the paperwork finally reviewed and signed, this prompted you to clasp your hands together, instantly capturing Leon’s concentration from the paperwork on his lap up to you at the sudden noise,”Okay, we’re done with paperwork! You can set that on my desk, now we can finally get into why you’re here. I will ask a couple of questions, then you can tell me more about yourself, Leon,” You explain, your voice full of enthusiasm as you directly observe his blue orbs across the room. In response to your declaration, Leon nods his head.
By adjusting your throat, you then exhale before asking the first question: “Has your family or you have any history of substance abuse that is not limited to alcohol, illegal drugs, and abuse of medication?”
From across the room, you notice Leon shakes his head,”I am not sure about my family, but not me…”
To acknowledge him, you provide a subtle head nod to his response,”That’s okay if you don’t know. Another question: During your childhood, did you live any significant period of time with anyone other than your natural parents?” You question him, intently observing his expressions. Despite his file entailing he was an orphan, you needed more context.
There was a momentary pause from Leon at this question, his gaze elsewhere but you as he ponders this question. He then returns his gaze to you, nodding,” Yes. I was in the foster care system until I became 18 years of age. There was an incident in my family that I don’t have much recollection on…” He tries to clarify.
‘There was an incident?’ This thought comes to you, debating if this subject should be pressed on and explored. You veer your head to the clock on the wall, it was already 5:32PM. Session will be ending soon at 5:50PM and there is at least one important question left for Leon.
With another head nod, your lips form a smile to Leon,”We can explore that at another time if you like… My last question is: What has brought you to therapy and what goals do you want to accomplish?” To some, this inquiry might seem ridiculous, but this direct question was for clients to explore their reasoning to receive therapy.
An exasperated sigh escapes his mouth, tilting his head to the sides as it seemed he did not want to confess his sentiment. “Uh… I feel alone” He finally admits, his face expressionless.
“At what point in your life do you feel alone?” You inquired, keeping your tone serious to Leon’s response.
Over the span of his life, there were an absurd number of instances when he was abandoned by people. The initial example was during his childhood, when his family was massacred for unexplained reasons. He spent a considerate amount of years in the foster care system, unloved by blood. The girlfriend who broke off their relationship the night before he experienced the incident in Raccoon City. Hell, even when Claire Redfield deserted Sherry and him to search for her older brother after they barely survived that harrowing night together. Leon had to fend for Sherry when Claire had left them to the mercy of the US government. Then the infamous Ada Wong, who used him twice before vanishing without a trace. People were brief in his life, either from death or they left him.
Despite these prominent circumstances, how would he express some of these details without explaining an incident that was covered up and immensely classified. His hands and tongue were tied, he would have to brush over this portion of his life.
With several blink of his eyes, Leon considers other reasons for his lonesomeness. There was an uneasy feeling that swept over him due to the unsettling silence in the room. You were attentive for his answer.
“The nature of my job… I am too busy to involve myself in meaningful relationships,” Leon conjures, returning his gaze to those eyes that seemed too distant from him.
As Leon provides a response to your final question, you notice hesitation in his demeanor as if he is recollecting something traumatic. However, as a professional you can not dismiss his answer, but simply acknowledge him.
Since Leon was an agent of STRATCOM, no doubt that life threatening missions contributed to this sentiment. Similar among other agents and military personnel, coping with isolation and loneliness was common.
“Are there any particular aspects of your job that contribute to your feeling of loneliness?” You ask him in a sincere tone. With a quick glance at the clock on the wall, there were only a few minutes of session. Damm…
Leon noticed your glance to the clock on the wall, yet continued to speak,” People are temporary in my line of work…” He admits, noticing the hands of the clock were at 5:46pm.”Session is done already, huh?” Leon comments, returning his attention to you for confirmation.
A faint smile forms on your lips, nod slightly.”Unfortunately…but we can continue this subject next session..” You respond, standing from the chair to retrieve another clipboard from your desk, consisting of another signature page. “Before you leave, if I could get your signature. I did check your health insurance and it’s all good to go. They require a client signature to authorize that you received treatment today,” You inform him, offering the clipboard to him with both hands.
Leon stands from his seat, taking the clipboard with one hand while his other hand grasps the pen attached to the clipboard. After signing his signature at the bottom of the sheet, he returns the clipboard back into your possession with a faint smile on his lips.
You reciprocate the same faint smile on your face,”Alright Leon, it was a pleasure to meet you today. I really recommend writing any thoughts or topics you want to speak about in a small notebook for our sessions, that way you don’t forget… but other than that. You are free to go. I look forward to seeing you on Friday at 5PM. If you need to reach me for any reason, definitely reach me by email or my work number.” You mention, leaning on your desk.
With a nod from Leon, offering a cheeky grin,”Yes ma'am. I will see you on Friday then, stay warm...” He comments, noticeably glancing at your body up and down, implying your poor choice in your red attire. At those words, Leon turns around to exit your office, leaving you alone in silence.
This was definitely an interesting client, there was no doubt in Leon’s charisma and intellect.
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Ok- I have a request for a small RE fic. It’s been burning a hole in my brain: something where Leon comes back from a mission or something with some serious injuries and the reader (who maybe has some kind of medical background or smth??) has to like- convince him to let them take care of him.
Idk I’m honestly not super picky I just think it would such an interesting idea for like- angst but also comfort yk? Literally go wild
OMGGGG thank you soooo much for this Resident Evil request!! i lovedddd writing it!! i hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Mild language and depiction of wounds.
Angst/comfort
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𝔹𝕀𝕋𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝕌𝕃𝕃𝔼𝕋
You were called into work on your day off. of course you were. USSTRATCOM wasn’t good at respecting time off or vacation, always pulling people into a big mess that takes weeks to clear up.
It was late, roughly one in the morning when you got the call from Hunnigan, her worried voice over the phone begging you—almost commanding you to come in. Her words were so panicked, so fast you barely had time to make out the words “Leon” and “injured” but that was enough for you to realize why you needed to come in.
The drive to HQ felt longer than usual, maybe it was the fact your sleep was interrupted, or maybe it was the context, the fear. The building was almost completely empty when you got there, save for a few people finishing up reports and agents being sent out on other missions.
“There you are! come on, he’s in the infirmary,” Hunnigan instructed.
You were one of the few medics that had the skill level to treat whatever injuries he had and one of the only ones who was easily available and not out on their own missions. Hunnigan nodded towards the closed door, saying a few final words about what to expect and then walking away.
With a deep sigh you readied yourself. It was never easy dealing with injuries, and the way Hunnigan made it sound these had to be some pretty serious ones.
The light in the room was bright and harsh with multiple cabinets and drawers filled with medical equipment. Leon was on the bed, a grimace on his face and his eyes squeezed shut.
His honey blonde hair was messy and beads of sweat still hadn’t dried on his face. As you approached him you analyzed the injuries you could see. Scratches and cuts littered his face, a gash in his right arm and thick red blood seeped through his shirt.
“Leon what the hell happened!?” You urged as you got closer to him.
“The hell do you think?” His voice was dry and strained, one of his blue eyes opening to peer at your worry stricken face. “It’s alright.”
Your jaw tightened as you reached over for some cleaning supplies, “I think you pushed yourself too hard and did something stupid. and now you’re suffering the consequences. So no, It’s not alright.”
“Yeah well what am I supposed to do? Civilians needed help. I couldn't just leave them there.”
You dabbed a cloth with ointment around the slash on his arm, he hissed in pain. Sometimes you hated how righteous he was, how unwilling to give up he was. But it was something you’d always admired of him anyway. “Listen to me, I know you like to help people, Leon but you need to be more careful. The spain incident and Los Illuminados should’ve been a wake up call that you aren’t invincible.” You hoped that despite your lecturing him, he could understand it was out of concern
He only scoffed, “I know that.” And then he went back to being silent.
You gave him a look before taking out a roll of bandages. “You’re lucky this wasn’t too deep. what caused this?”
“A knife,” he said, rolling his head over to study your movements, eyes fixated on the way your hands carefully wrapped up his bicep in medical gauze.
You shook your head and gently grabbed the hem of his shirt. “I need you to try and sit up, I need this off so I can check the wound.”
He muttered a few incoherent grumbles of disapproval but ultimately subjected to your care. He heaved a deep groan as he sat up with your help. You slowly peeled off the shirt from around his frame and grimaced at the sight of a deep wound, either a stab or bullet entry on the side of his torso. Based on the diameters it looked as though a knife was pushed in and twisted before ripping out.
“Goddammit leon..” you muttered, immediately grabbing another cloth to clean around the wound. “You'll need stitches and I don't have access to anesthesia or lidocaine. so it looks like you’ll be biting down on a belt or something.” It was your attempt at a joke to help ease the tension.
He rolled his eyes, lips pulled into a thin line. He looked so exhausted, dark bags under his eyes. “do what you need to do.”
You walked towards one of the cabinets and pulled out some gloves, thread, and needles. In the corner of the room there was a fridge and freezer used to cool down medicine or preserve it. You grabbed a piece of ice and walked back over to him. “Here bite this.” you handed him a large medical bite wafer. “I'll make this quick.”
You eased the pain in the wound by rubbing the ice carefully around the cleaned edges before slipping the needle into his skin. Your eyes shot up to monitor his reaction in case it became too much. His jaw was set and his eyes shut.
You continued to stitch him shut, a few groans of pain escaped past the wafer as you finished up. After cutting the string and bandaging him up you sighed “all done.” He spit out the wafer into the trash and rubbed his jaw.
He opened his eyes and gave you a weary look. more sweat accumulated on his face and his breathing was more rugged and uneven. His face was still littered in bruises and cuts.
You grabbed a third cloth and dampened it, “Last thing, let me just clean you up then i’ll get you painkillers and give you instructions for what i need you to do following this.” You gently cupped his cheek, turning his face towards you. Tired blue eyes gazed up at you, thick brows furrowed in discomfort.
You dabbed the cloth against some of the cuts and wiped away some of the dirt. Your voice was shaky no matter how much you tried to relax it. “What happens when you get hurt you don’t make it home Leon… what happens when you don’t even realize you got hurt til it kills you. What if-“
“It's not going to happen,” He grabbed your wrist and raised a brow. His voice wasn’t angry or tired. It was gentle and smooth. “I know what I'm doing out there, I promise.”
You closed your eyes and sighed again, “Okay.”
“You don’t believe me.”
“Of course I don't, but it doesn’t change anything.” You bit, pulling your hand from his hold and continuing to clean his face.
Once again his voice was soft and quiet, “Trust me, okay? Or maybe I just need to start having you assigned to my missions too.” Towards the end his tone was more snarky.
“Maybe. If it stops you from being so damn stubborn.” you scoffed out a laugh and set the cloth down.
You gave him a once over as you cleaned up your supplies and disposed of what wasn’t necessary. “Okay you need to be on bed rest for three weeks. And no you cannot get out of this sooner.”
Leon only rolled his eyes again but nodded, knowing all too well that arguing with you clearly wasn’t worth it. “alright alright..”
You patted down your clothes and brushed off your hands. “I'll send Hunnigan in with your medicine and I'll visit you tomorrow.” And with that you turned around.
You halted in surprise when you felt his grip around you wrist, “wait.”
You looked over your shoulder, “Yes, Leon?”
“Thank you. Seriously. Probably would’ve been worse off if it weren’t for the many times you’ve had to take care of me… so.. thanks for worrying. Even if it’s stupid.”
You almost argued back on that last point but held your tongue. “Of course leon. Any time.”
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pops in here bc I’ve been writing Resident Evil crossover AUs for fun (and angst) and I have a fun little idea for you!
so, re4make has dropped some interesting and tasty lore about Los Illuminados, aka the parasite cult that makes up the main bad guys in this particular game. according to the new lore, they popped up in 1554 and were exiled from their old place in 1741. now, we know that mutations and parasites and viruses can possibly extend somebody’s life in REverse beyond their natural lifespan and also make them far more durable than humans. I was thinking—Edward Kenway gets killed in 1735. this we’re well aware of. but what if he wasn’t?
say that Birch is aware of Los Iluminados and their work. he wants to keep a closer eye on them since he hears a lot about Las Plagas and its hive mind abilities, but he’s not about to risk becoming a part of their hive mind—he doesn’t entirely trust this cult. and he has a pesky Assassin who’s just found out that he’s actually a Templar, and who has a book and a son he would defend. if he survives the night—and it’s damn near a guarantee that he would, Birch has heard that he once cleared a whole deck of a galleon on his own—there’s nothing stopping him from taking up his sword and beelining to Birch and just cutting down every last member of the British Rite. but he can’t do that, if he has a bug inside his head.
so Edward gets knocked unconscious, and dragged off to the cult. now Birch has a reason to keep an eye on the cult, and he’s taken Edward out of the picture with no one the wiser for it.
years later—hundreds of years later—Desmond Miles, 17yo runaway, gets kidnapped along with Ashley Graham for whatever reason. maybe he saw too much and immediately launched himself at Krauser and actually managed to acquit himself pretty well in a fight, only to get stuffed into a van along with a very terrified First Daughter. Leon goes to find them.
in the meantime, Saddler has a very fucked-up Edward stand guard, and Desmond starts to talk to this guy, bc something about him seems…not quite the same as the rest of the cult. there’s some core of humanity still holding stubbornly on inside him, even if he looks pretty bad off, if not heavily mutated by now. which is how Leon ends up finding both Ashley and Desmond having managed to get a very snarly pirate to help break them out and has to gently convince said pirate that yes he really is here to help them please put that pitchfork down sir.
Oooohhh, if you wanted to, you can even include one of Ezio’s or Aquilar’s descendants in the lore as well, maybe even both? 1554 is around the time Flavia and Marcello would be 20~21 years old. Old enough to be Assassins that would be sent to foreign lands to help other Brotherhoods. We can even have them be sent by the current mentor of the Spanish Brotherhood because of this cult that supposed worship something ‘strange’. The mentor thought that the Italian Brotherhood who had a mentor who had been quite verse in strange things would have an idea of what they’re dealing with. Flavia or Marcello (or both if you want) asks to be sent because it seems connected to the precursors and, as Ezio Auditore’s children, it’s their duty to continue their father’s legacy.
They meet up with Aquilar’s child (or grandchild maybe?) and they help in exiling Los Illuminados, making the cult hate them and the Brotherhood in the process.
It’s because of their hatred for the Brotherhood that Birch was able to have a distant alliance with them and it’s because of his connection with the cult that Edward starts to suspect him as being a Templar.
(To sprinkle more angst, how about Haytham saw his father being dragged away and tried to save him, killing one of the kidnappers which ends with Teresa seeing him as a cold blooded killer and he is indoctrinated by Birch as a way to try and find Edward but never found him. After learning Birch was the leader of his father’s kidnapping, he gives up on Edward because Birch burned all evidence that will link him to Edward and the Los Illuminados)
Okay, so we go to the Ashley and Desmond part of the story.
Ashley is around 20 years old when she was abducted so, if you’d like, she could be in New York to shop or something when she was kidnapped. Desmond was on his way to his first shift in Bad Weather and saw a woman struggling while being dragged into a car with men looking like professional bodyguards (suit, sunglasses, wired ear pieces) on the ground, unconscious maybe? Dead even?
Desmond didn’t have time to think, his body reacted and he punched one of them. He starts to fight them off while telling the girl to run and the girl tried to, screaming for help but there were more men than they expected but her screaming (and his battle cries, they were not screams, they were battle cries damn it) was attracting attention so they had to book it quickly and Desmond was swept alongside the girl in the process.
Leon is briefed that an unknown man with no past of his own may be with the president’s daughter and he’s a low priority. The most that Leon is expected to do is find out who he was and if he was truly just taken alongside the Ashley because he tried to be a good Samaritan.
Now Saddler though…
Saddler had planned to kill Desmond from the very beginning but then he noticed something peculiar.
Desmond looked familiar.
So he let Desmond live because he needs to find out why Desmond looks familiar at all. He orders Edward to guard them and to keep them there.
Leon starts doing his job and Saddler gets sidetracked.
When he heard that Edward had ‘betrayed’ them, he realized why Desmond looked so familiar.
In one of the oldest journals written by his ancestors, there were sketches of the three Assassins who led to their fall and exile.
And two of them…
… looked very similar to Desmond Miles.
So now, Saddler believes Desmond is a descendant of those who exiled them and wants to infect him as well.
Because what better revenge is there than to have a descendant of those who wronged them become their ‘property’?
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I like to imagine Ashley and Desmond become friends immediately, with Desmond helping Ashley stay calm while Ashley gives Desmond something he wanted ever since he was a child, a close friend.
Ashley would definitely not leave without Desmond and Desmond would do everything he can to keep Ashley safe.
Edward ‘recognize’ Desmond, in a way that Desmond reminds him of his young son, but he doesn’t understand it, because the infection inside him mutated thanks to his ‘bloodline’, so he’s not exactly the same as the others.
Edward will be conflicted though because his infection would make him want to obey the cult but he can't hurt Desmond at all. He doesn't want to and his body will never allow it.
Is it his own free will? The reminder of a past long gone? Or...
The Calculations at work?
#okay so I haven’t played the re4 remake yet#because that collector’s ed was too expensive for me lol#but I did play the og re4 decades ago#so if this feels like it has og re4 vibes#that’s probably it#assassin's creed#desmond miles#edward kenway#resident evil#ashley graham#leon kennedy#fic idea: assassin's creed#teecup writes/has a plot#ask and answer#fic idea: crossover#fic idea: resident evil
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@void-detective OKIE DOKIE ILL ANSWER YOUR QUESTION HERE (hey hi hello it’s lil ol me @wisecrackingeric-2 ) CUZ THATS WHAT THIS BLOGS FOR AGABGSWBDHJSX I HOPE YOU DONT MIND!!!!!
Okay so the thing is. Compared to Leon or even compared to his time spent with Los Illuminados we don’t,,,, k n o w a whole lot about that portion of Luis’ life
Like OK if you’re speaking in logistics/canon compliancy then no alas it wouldn’t work at all JANSHSNDJXNX Laboratory Six (the Lab Luis worked in that made Nemesis) was set in Paris, France, and by the time the Raccoon City Outbreak had started, Luis had already fled Umbrella and presumably ended up in Valdelobos (sure there’s a CHANCE he might’ve floated around Europe for a while but?? He describes his time spent working on the Plagas as having been ‘years’ so I’m assuming he went straight to Valdelobos)
The timeline gets kinda wonky with Luis- he would’ve roughly been 22 when he fled umbrella, and it would’ve been anywhere between a couple months to a year before the RC Outbreak, and which meant he spent five or six years trapped by Los Illuminados give or take???? Which makes how he got a degree, went to college, got a job at Umbrella and spent enough time there to become one of their head scientists really funny to imagine when you remember he was only 21/22 when he fled HDBSHDNSJS like damn that man is a CHILD PRODIGY!!!! ((It also makes it DEVASTATING to imagine how he found out about Raccoon City one way or another but HEY I SAID NOTHING))
But if you’re talking in an AU or personality wise???? That’s a WHOLE DIFFERENT STORY IM CHOMPING AT THE BIT FOR
Honestly I don’t think it’d be TOOOO different to their actual dynamic, just that they were both a lot younger and had a lot more maturing to do!!!! Again we don’t really know what kind of a person Luis was when he was younger other than that he was SUPER ambitious (which makes sense), probably a little more floaty/cocky (I don’t think he was lying about being a ladies man HXNSSJHD) overly curious and just generally really well-liked by his peers!! Like he considered them his family so I imagine he was probably just a more roughhouse version of the Luis we know him as now. We also don’t know how much of the Nemesis project Luis was aware of- given his upbringing I HIGHLY doubt Luis would go into umbrella knowing full well the scope of what they’re doing but I think it’s unrealistic to say he had malicious intent the entire time!!!
But adding onto that I think his guilt would be a LOT more apparent and repressed at the same time. Like when we see him in RE4R he’s already at a point where he’ll throw himself into the fire to fix his mistakes so can you IMAGINE what it must’ve been like when he was FRESH out of said mistakes????? Would he have tried to pretend they never happened??? Would it manifest as being destructive??? Who knows!!!!!! But I know for a fact Leon’s presence would DEFINITELY throw him for a loop HDBEHENDJD
Leon in RE2 is just PAINFULLY good at heart. Like we all know this you don’t need me to repeat it HXBSHSNS all he wants from the very start is to help anyone and everyone he can, and I think that would extend to Luis too. He’s obviously a lot more trusting too (like blah bla everyone get your jokes abt him believing that Ada was an FBI agent out of the way) so I don’t think he’d have AS strong of a grudge against Luis as he does in the remake. Sure I think he’d be WARY of him but if Luis was as honest and open as he is in re4r (even with a little prodding) which I think he definitely would be, ESPECIALLY cuz of, Y’know, waves hands, the debilitating guilt BXNSHNSJS Leon wouldn’t have a hard time trusting him in the end
What ID be SUPER INTERESTED IN is what would happen AFTER RC!!!! Would Leon try to protect Luis from the law???? Would Luis follow in Leon’s footsteps and be a government agent???? Would they both run away to Valdelobos and BOTH get stuck?????????
TLDR FOR THIS ACCIDENTALLY REALLY LONG POST AHWNWHWNDUDJSK I don’t think it’d be much different!!!!!!! They’d just have more maturing to do, which I think is weirdly beautiful!!!!!! Leon is still rather naive and optimistic and overly trusting and Luis is still wild and ambitious and overly curious about the world around him!!!!!! They’re good people at heart and I think their lives would’ve been a whole lot different if they’d just met at a different time and a different place
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Different anon than who spoke to sapphire-weapon but holy shit give me ALL of your metaltango thoughts from both OG and Remake please! That pairing is somethin' else.
ALL of them? Oh, anon, there's far too many for that... I do have plenty of thoughts though so if there's any specifics you might like do feel free to ask.
What I will do here is lay out some differences between Leon and Krauser's relationship (hypothetically romantic or otherwise) between OG and the remake and thus two different flavors of metaltango. Because Leon and Krauser are both pretty different characters between versions, *especially* Krauser, the differences make for some really interesting contrasts.
OG METALTANGO:
Leon and Krauser literally meet for the first time during Operation Javier (Darkside Chronicles version.) They are much more equal in standing and prestige, where Krauser is a career soldier with years of experience under his belt and Leon is the government's golden boy.
There is kind of a gesture towards Krauser feeling jealous of Leon for this reason, but... well, there's kind of a lot of vague gestures made about Krauser's motivations that have always struck me as silly. (Poorly executed, to say the least.)
Because they meet for the first time on OJ and Krauser is immediately injured, any canon-compliant relationship between the two is going to have to happen in the aftermath/weeks and months after the mission.
I've always kind of liked the idea that Leon befriends Krauser and they spend this time hanging out while Krauser is sidelined/in rehab to recover from his injuries. This has kind of been my go-to headcanon here, because otherwise there just really isn't any time for these two to even befriend one another apart from what's depicted in canon.
Once he decides to join up with Wesker to get his arm fixed/POWERRRR, Krauser fakes his death in a helicopter crash. This is presumably the source of the scars on his face in OG. Also, because he was discharged from the military, we are left to assume this helicopter crash happened while he was doing mercenary work (OG Krauser is said to work as a mercenary when he's not on duty with the military, because he feels unfit for normal society outside of the battlefield.)
OG Krauser works for Wesker, is genuinely loyal to him, and seems to genuinely enjoy his job. He joins up with the cult perhaps a few weeks before Ashley's kidnapping... and it is implied that the kidnapping was his idea to begin with to win Saddler's trust?
Which it does not, incidentally. But I guess Saddler decides to opportunistically capitalize on the kidnapped head of state's daughter anyway. (OG Los Illuminados are a bunch of incompetent chucklefucks and their plans are completely doomed from the get go, ask me sometime.)
OG Krauser is sent by Saddler specifically to kill Leon, a task which he takes up with gusto due to... I don't know actually. If there's one constant with Krauser it's that his hatred for Leon is never really adequately explained, though at least the remake gives us a boatload of subtextual interpretations.
I think OG metaltango is funniest if you interpret Krauser's grudge against Leon as the over-the-top actions of a jilted ex who left Leon on read when he got the breakup text (and also faked his death.)
Anyway, one thing that really strikes me is how much fun Krauser seems to be having in OG. He's like, genuinely delighted to be attempting to murder Leon and with his plans to hand Leon's corpse over to Wesker once he's dead. (Put a pin in this one, it's a BIG change in remake.)
Leon is a lot more irritated with Krauser in OG and at least doesn't show an *unwillingness* to fight back. Only once Krauser has fallen does he lament that he "used to be a good guy..." He also seems really upset at Saddler boasting that he never trusted Krauser and the implication that Saddler was only using him.
Ada being the one to "really" kill Krauser in OG is dumb and has always been dumb, imo, and is more than likely an artifact of OG SW's clumsy development and what assets they had to work with.
REMAKE METALTANGO:
okay there is... a LOT more to work with here.
Chiefest and most obviously, Krauser is now Major Krauser, and was Leon's commanding officer/mentor. This gives the two of them a much closer and more personal relationship, as well as 4+ whole years to work with, timeline-wise (Operation Javier happened in 2002.)
The mentor/student relationship provides another really delicious power dynamic to work with, shipping-wise. Yes, it's inappropriate for a military officer to have an affair with one of his subordinates, but we are also right in the middle of Don't Ask Don't Tell here so it's also literally forbidden for a soldier to be anything but heterosexual and still keep their job. Also consider, it's hot?
Also like, bruh... if you're looking for Pure Wholesome Shipping Dynamics you are looking in the wroooooong ship.
Krauser is fulltime military this time around, no merc work to speak of (or at least no evidence of it.) He also never fakes his death in the remake. He has current contacts within the Secret Service AND is running around using his REAL NAME and ACTUAL military credentials to buy ordnance for Saddler (per SW,) there is absolutely no way we're meant to believe this man is legally dead.
There is evidence that Krauser showed special attention or favoritism to Leon, at least a little bit. Not only is Leon allowed to keep his hair while training (getting your head shaved/your hair cut short is like Basic Training Day One stuff,) but in the opening cutscene we see Leon and Krauser training in private in what appears to be a storage room- not a normal training space. Leon is the government golden boy here, but Krauser is also in charge of a whole unit of special forces guys. Somebody is getting private tutoring from the Major.
Leon respects and trusted Krauser. Krauser is said to have always been "an asshole" but also a man of honor. He is suggested to have been a difficult commanding officer, but also one who cared very deeply about his men and is traumatized by their avoidable deaths in OJ.
(This one's my personal opinion, but I really can't stand the interpretation of Krauser having been an awful abusive piece of shit from the get go. Kind of wrecks the tragedy of his fall for me when he was always a cruel bastard. Why exactly would Leon trust, respect, want to emulate, or mourn such a person?)
So you could kind of intuit some trauma into OG Krauser, if you squinted. But there is absolutely no question that remake Krauser is suffering from some pretty massive PTSD. Along with his general unhingedness, all of his actions fit perfectly when viewed through a lens of a very, very traumatized man, used and abandoned by the government he trusted, desperate to gain the power that could have saved his men, and himself-- and the power to keep himself relevant so he can't be used and hurt again. I interpret that Krauser had his face scarred in OJ as well (he doesn't have the scars in the flashback scene with Leon.)
Remake Krauser joined Los Illuminados of his own free will, because they offered him the power to fix his crippled arm-- and the aforementioned power to unsuccessfully "fix" his trauma. But also, maybe it's just me, but I feel like remake Krauser does not give a fuck about the cult. He's loyal to Saddler, yes, but he openly disbelieves the cult religion ("Faith is for the weak, only power matters.") He commands the island mercs and helped set up the defenses, but he's also out here buying warheads under his own name. There is no way he doesn't think he's going to be caught by the U.S. sooner than later-- he just doesn't care. None of his notes read to me like somebody who genuinely thinks the cult has a chance to take over the world. Krauser joined these idiots so he could drink the juice, now the juice is all gone and he's still empty inside.
OG Krauser seemed to be having fun and set up his Leon deathmaze/training ground/mating display for a laugh. Remake Krauser, on the other hand, seems absolutely batshit out of his mind at this point-- alternating between the maze being a "final lesson" for Leon and a deathwish enactment mechanism for himself.
Like... between Krauser's general demeanor and the "finish what happened two years ago" talk, this does not feel like a fight that Krauser wants to walk away from, whether or not he kills Leon. If OG Krauser killed Leon, he planned to bag him up and present him to Wesker like a trophy. If remake Krauser did... like, what's he going to do? Can you possibly picture him washing his hands of his blood and going back to work for Saddler? Because I sure can't.
(I have a much longer meta piece in mind for this point... like I want to dissect the remake Krauser boss fight and his motivations therein at some point. Let me know if this sounds interesting.)
Remake Leon absolutely does not want to fight Krauser.
Krauser forces every single encounter the two of them have. Even though Leon says "you won't get away with this" after Luis' death, he has absolutely no desire nor intention to hurt or kill Krauser back. He asks, over and over, if Krauser is "sure about this" and tries to talk sense into him. He is ready to straight up run away from the boss fight the first chance he gets.
I could probably write a whole other essay on Krauser's final moments and Leon stabbing him, which was one of the most shocking and powerful moments of the remake for me for several reasons. Like... god damn. Did anybody else think Leon was going to do the whole "I'm not like you and I won't do it" thing? (Though arguably it was more heroic/merciful/kind of Leon to put Krauser out of his misery here. Krauser clearly wanted it!!)
I was going to go to Capcom and chain myself to the doors in protest if they put the dumb stupid Krauser boss fight redux in Separate Ways after THAT absolutely poetic ending for him. Glad they didn't. Glad they actually showed Wesker picking up his corpse this time rather than handwaving it offscreen years after the fact.
If somebody has a heterosexual explanation for that picture of Leon in Krauser's tent, I'd certainly like to hear it. Because... bruh.
Well that felt extremely disjointed and pointless... But I hope it was useful or at least gave you some delicious food to feast on? (Or other ideas to interrogate me about, lmao.) Krauser is my favorite RE villain. For OG Krauser it was mostly for comedy reasons, but I am absolutely delighted that the remake gave him some real genuine pathos and a really compelling relationship with Leon.
Anyway, tl;dr metaltango, OG or remake: I ship it and I think it would be hot if they banged.
#resident evil#resident evil meta#metaltango#leon s kennedy#jack krauser#kreon#re4make#re4make spoilers#so not only is krauser my favorite re villain#but luis is my favorite re side character#so you can imagine the stress i felt at the blorbo on blorbo violence present in the remake#thanks for the referral sapphire-weapon#i have a lot of thoughts on resident evil it turns out#i am a multishipper to the core though so don't think i am exclusively here for metaltango ;)#gg answers
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random concept my brain just spat out that I want to do something with eventually and need to write down before I forget: Leon really not liking or trusting Luis. not wanting to take medicine from Luis, or use a machine made by Luis, but ultimately giving in when he starts thinking about options. it's a devil that you know or the devil that you don't situation, and Leon realizes he definitely wants the one he doesn't. he actually trusts sketchy ex Umbrella scientist Luis more than the US government.
like he's pretty sure if he gets himself and Ashley out quickly enough, there will be a whole team of scientists/doctors in a government lab that will be able to find a way to remove the plagas. Ashley would be fine.
but Leon? sure, they could treat him, but would they? nah. sure he's a good agent, but ultimately he's disposable. there's a pretty high chance that he'll just become a test subject and spend whatever is left of his life suffering even more than he already is as an agent, being poked and prodded at deep in some secret government lab.
with Luis, his best case scenario is that his trust wasn't misplaced and Luis actually does remove his plaga successfully and everything is fine and dandy. his life will still be a nightmare hell of dangerous missions, but it's the nightmare hell he's used to, no additional torture in the name of science.
his worst case scenario is that he dies in the near future. if Luis is actually evil and also eager to make Leon into a test subject, it's not going to be for long, he's got a target on his own back. maybe he'll suffer at Luis's hand for a little bit, but Los Illuminados is going to find and take out Luis in a timely manner. (who would probably just kill Leon too, knowing that Luis was trying to come up with a way to take out Saddler and fearing that whatever Luis was doing to Leon has made him a bigger threat.) unlike the government, who has the resources to experiment on Leon as long as they want to.
#extension: leon and ashley lying and saying that ashley was the only one infected after they're rescued#bc even if his plaga is gone they're still going to want to lock him up and study him. and ashley is a bro so she's happy to lie to help hi#leon kennedy#luis serra#serennedy#serrennedy
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I've always loved how the remakes in the Resident Evil games add little bits and pieces to characters and make connections to other games/events. An example of this being Carlos going to the RPD in Resident Evil 3 Remake and encountering an infected Brad Vickers.
In the Resident Evil 4 remake they take it to a new level on a few occasions, but the one I keep thinking about is the expansion of Luis's character. It was hinted and very subtly teased in the original Resident Evil 4 that Luis had connections to Umbrella but it was never outright stated. In the Remake we find out not only did Luis work for Umbrella's Europe division, but specifically, Luis was a part of the team responsible for the Nemesis Project.
We find in the remake that Luis grew up in the village that RE4 takes place in, and after the death of his grandfather (his only parental figure) Luis left the village and became a world-renowned biologist, where he was then picked up by Umbrella Europe's Sixth Division, where Luis worked directly with the NE-α Parasite aka the thing that made Nemesis Nemesis and not just some normal Tyrant.
Luis became disenfranchised with Umbrella and resigned before the events of Raccoon City, hence why once the culling time came around and the government's of the world started searching high and low for Umbrella Scientists, Luis returned to the village of Valdelobos which was already off the grid as it was. Before he got picked up by Osmund Saddler and began working on the Las Plagas parasite.
When we finally encounter Luis one of the key things that we notice about him is that he's filled with regret. It's clear that Luis has seen what his work has done and realizes that he's endangered thousands of not millions of people because of his work. It's implied that around the time Luis started at Umbrella was when they finally found a way to have the NE-α Parasite successfully merge with its host without outright killing it. It was around the same time as well that Luis started with Los Illuminados that Saddler was able to gain control of the Plagas and he himself became infected with a Dominant Plaga. What if it was Luis Serra Navarro who not only made the Nemesis Project finally get off the ground, but also helped bridge the gap and create the dominant Plaga. What if Luis Serra is the world-renowned Parasitologist who turned dreams into nightmares and then into reality. And it's Luis, with his good nature and genuine care for those around him who realized that Leon and Ashley were the only way to potentially put an end to this nightmare he created?
#luis serra navarro#Resident Evil 4 Remake Spoilers#re4r spoilers#RE4#RE4 Luis#leon kennedy#leon scott kennedy#ashley graham#osmund saddler#ramon salazar#nemesis resident evil#Resident Evil 3#resident evil 3 remake
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Images like this really get me thinking about the roles that women might play in the Los Illuminados religious cult. Sure, this could be a relic or artefact from a few centuries back when the area may have tended closer towards Orthodox Christianity, but as far as I'm aware the cult has had quite a grip on the region since it's inception, so I'm willing to believe this represents their religious beliefs. It's interesting to note the usage of a veil, as is traditional in the Abrahamic religions. Personally, I would take this to mean that women's bodies and roles are quite heavily policed, especially in a religious context, and by which the region is known for being devoutly religious. In a way, I feel like this is both endorsed and also outright objected by what we see in the game. Not only do we have the strange hooded ladies that accompany Lord Osmund Saddler at nearly all times, but also the female villagers and cultists who do not wear any sort of covering, as demonstrated below.
This rather overcomplicates things when it comes to the message we receive about the role of women in this society. Are they seen as equal to men? Unequal but different? Something else entirely? Maybe this has to do with factors we never really get to see, such as social or familial status, but it's more likely that this is an oversight on Capcom's part. The inner workings of this religious cult fascinate me, and women are always an interesting vector when it comes to analysing such things. So the fact we get this mixed messaging, of women occupying menial roles in the village with uncovered hair, as well as armed religious fanatics (who by the way, are bald) with or without varying degrees of hoods/veils, it kind of feels like Capcom wanted to have it both ways when it came to the imagery they used. At the same time, women appear to be both submissive and dependent, but also free to operate as they please, depending on where they are situated in the area. I'm not sure, although that first image fascinated me and made me want to make this post. I'd be interested to hear what you think too 😊
#resident evil 4#resident evil 4 remake#re4 remake#re4make#re4#resident evil thoughts#los illuminados#religion#cults#fan theory#speculation#analysis
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How Ada is being mischaracterized in the RE2 and RE4 remakes
I've been thinking about Ada in RE2/RE4make and how her character is so badly characterized. Ada is made out to be a selfish, manipulative villainess or whatever. Massive changes were made to the story and her character in both remakes, which fundamentally don't understand her character. Yes, she manipulates people, but most of the time it is the villains (Wesker, Krauser, Simmons, etc.). She is also made out to be selfish and heartless and that couldn't be further from the truth. She's morally complex but that doesn't make her a villain or inherently evil or selfish.
Ada's character was changed majorly in RE2make. In RE2, she's still a spy sent to retrieve the G-Virus, but her cover was a civilian looking for her boyfriend, John Clemens, who worked for Umbrella and was presumably in Umbrella's underground laboratory. In RE2make, her cover is an FBI agent sent to take down Umbrella and take the G-Virus as evidence. This change could work, in theory, but the problem with RE2make is that her cover achieves nothing but fooling Leon--when Ada first meets Annette, she immediately asks for the G-Virus and Annette does a background check on Ada she knows she's a spy. What is the point if the most important person to your mission can see through your cover immediately.
The other thing that was changed about Ada in RE2make is that in the original, Ada isn't really manipulating Leon at all. Ada never asks for Leon's help, he instead runs into her and chooses to help her. She always either runs off alone or, when she's injured, tells him to worry about himself because she'll slow him down. And even when injured she leaves where Leon left her to complete her mission alone. Ada didn't want him to get involved and is consistently discouraging him from following; even in their confrontation she says: "That's why I told you to leave without me. But you wouldn't listen." Checking her gun after she falls reveals that she didn't load her gun and never intended to hurt Leon if it had to come to that.
Except in RE2make, even though she initially doesn't want his help, after a certain point (especially when she's injured) she is actively manipulating him. The change in her cover story was made so Ada can appeal to his sense of duty as a cop, by lying and telling him the sample would be used for evidence. The kiss in RE2make is meant to manipulate but backfires, but the only kiss scene in the original is genuine, after Ada gets injured saving Leon from Mr. X.
When she is manipulating someone, it's the actual villains--Wesker, Krauser, Simmons, etc. We don't know a lot about Ada's true motives or backstory, but we know she never goes out of her way to make the other protagonists' lives/missions harder, and she's not out to destroy the world or cause wars.
She regularly helps the protagonists--not just Leon. In RE2, she will throw a rocket down to either Leon or Claire in the B scenario (even though she never interacts with Claire otherwise). She patches Leon up after he takes a bullet for her and will "die" protecting him from Mr. X. In RE4, she repeatedly tries to convince Wesker that Leon was not a threat and when Wesker tells her Krauser was sent to kill Leon, she does not hesitate to stop Krauser. Ada gets the jet-ski so Leon and Ashley can escape, and in a few instances Leon can find notes that Ada left behind giving tips. She agrees to help get Luis away from the Los Illuminados. In RE6, she helps Jake and Sherry fight the Ubistvo and helps Leon and Helena defeat mutated Deborah. She also gives Leon the evidence needed to take Simmons down.
But unfortunately, RE4make removed one of the key moments Ada helps Leon (saving Leon from Krauser after Wesker orders his assassination) and gave this moment to Luis. I do actually like this scene but it sucks that one of Ada's defining moments in RE4 was just given to another character. It also annoys me that the scene in which we see Ada talking over comms to Wesker, he doesn't seem to care at all about wanting Leon out of the way. In Separate Ways Ada tries to convince Wesker that Leon is not a threat, but Wesker knows otherwise, so Ada avoids Leon and lies about not being able to kill Leon. When Wesker tells her about Krauser being sent to kill Leon, she drops everything to stop him, lies to Wesker about what happened with Krauser, then finishes him off herself. Except now, Wesker doesn't see Leon as a threat at all? Wesker was the one Ada was working with in RE2 so he's well aware of who Leon is. So there's no threat on Leon and that removes a key part of Ada's conflict in SW, unless we're missing some context without a SW campaign yet.
Ada also left him notes in RE4 such as this one where she tells Leon how to remove the Plagas and warns him of the dangers (this role is also given to Luis):
Once a Plaga egg hatches, it's nearly impossible to remove it from the body. But if it's before it hatches, then it can be neutralized by medication.
If it does hatch you might be able to get it out by surgery before it turns to an adult. But it won't be easy. There's a high chance you won't survive the operation.
As far as I know the girl was injected with the egg before you. Her time is ticking. You should prepare yourself for the worst case scenario.
Now to be fair, Ada does still give Leon advice when they talk over comms, and it makes more sense for Luis to tell Leon about the surgery. Even then, Ada still helps Leon plenty. But why rewrite her story from RE2, why change and take these interactions from Ada, then say she only ever manipulates Leon? Ada never tries to convince Leon that saving Ashley is a lost cause either.
Again, Ada is not a heartless person. I hate that scene with Kendo in RE2make for that reason, because it exists so Leon can teach her to be sympathetic. She doesn't always have ulterior motives for helping others (most of the examples listed above she has no reason to do so and is doing it just to help, and in some cases she is actively putting her life/mission on the line) and is capable of being sympathetic. In RE6, she sympathizes with Carla and says: "If you had only sought vengeance against Simmons alone, I would have helped you." In Ada's reports, she says this about wanting to help Luis:
I'm the one who told the organization of [Luis Sera's] importance. I did it because I like him. His history betrays an enthusiasm I once shared.
It was a stroke of luck that I happened to intercept his e-mail for help. It seems he can't trust the police, so he sent the e-mail to an old friend from college. He must have thought his friend was still alive. At any rate, that's how I managed to find him.
[…]
When I told him who I was, he practically begged to be taken into custody. He needed protection. He said, "I have no love for Las Plagas or this stupid cult. I want out. I just want peace and quiet again." I ordered him to bring me a master Plaga specimen - a sample - for evidence.
And then there's that ending scene of Ada and Wesker in RE4make. After Ada secures the sample, she talks to Wesker and seems blindsided by the fact that Wesker is planning something that will kill billions of people. This scene bothers me for two* reasons.
One: This is framed like Ada has just now had a change of heart and doesn't want to be complicit in the death that Wesker will cause... except that's what her arc in RE2 was. Ada expresses this in Umbrella Chronicles immediately post-RE2. After her conversation with Wesker, she narrates: "If the T-Virus did this [to Raccoon City], what would happen if the G-Virus got out?" The only reason Ada gives the G-Virus to Wesker at that point was because she had no other way out of Raccoon City. Why wasn't this in RE2make?
Two: Ada already knows Wesker is planning something horrible, even if she doesn't know the extent of it. The whole point of Ada working with Wesker in RE4 was to sabotage his plans and send him a fake sample. She and her organization want to take the sample for themselves and want to gain insight into his plans.
In Ada's last report regarding Wesker, she says this:
It wasn't easy, but I'd say the mission has been a success. Getting my hands on the sample was my initial objective after all. But I've sent Wesker a different present, just as the organization ordered. Pretending to work with him was entertaining.
Albert Wesker… I wonder where he's headed next. Something tells me this whole affair was just a taste of what he's got in store. To him, Umbrella represented power. He used it to hide behind while he made plans of his own. And now the umbrella's been folded.
With the sanctuary of their old umbrella ruined, those in power struggle to erect a new one. They are aware of their own crookedness and deceit as they engage in their personal war of light and darkness. That's why Wesker will stop at nothing in opening his new umbrella.
The giant pharmaceutical corporation, "S" maintains medical and drug facilities the world over. We know for certain that Wesker has been in contact with them following Umbrella's demise. There's no doubt we'll next hear from him there. The organization must remain vigilant.
A quick note: "S" or "Seashell" was the working title for what eventually was made into Tricell in RE5. Ada and her organization already know that Wesker is in contact with Tricell and want to "remain vigilant" against whatever he's planning. We don't know too much about the organization she works for, what their goals are, and how she came to work with them, just that they research and sell viruses and bioweapons and work with people like Wesker--which sounds bad except look at everything Mia does while working with the Connections, but Capcom just ignores that. Yet Ada is the evil manipulative one 🤔
Some other instances of Ada working with villains include her history of working with Simmons, who she stopped working with specifically because he was involved in the decision to destroy Raccoon City. At the end of Damnation she hints that she won't hand over the Plaga sample to her anonymous buyer/Simmons.
The problem with Ada is that while Capcom has hinted since RE4 about her true motives, they've not touched on the subject since, and everything we know about Ada's backstory is vague. Is she just in it for money or authority? Was she forced to work with them? Does she want to destroy Umbrella and other bioweapons groups from the inside? Does she want to research the viruses hoping to find cures or vaccines? Ada's moral complexity comes from the fact that we don't know why she does what she does, but just because she mostly helps out in the shadows doesn't mean she's selfish or manipulative, and she is still considered one of the main heroes (or anti-hero) of the series.
*A secret third reason I hate this scene is it's so OOC for Wesker, it drives me crazy. There's no reason for Wesker to tell Ada any of this (they don't trust each other) and he's notoriously a strategist who works in the shadows and doesn't tell people his plans. Wesker didn't even have any doomsday/Uroboros plans yet because he only starts his plans after learning about Project W from Spencer, like two years after this. I hate this scene🙃
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The Art of Survival - Chapter One
Okay so I have written 5k of the Luis x Reader Hunger Games series (and I'm only like halfway/a quarter of the way through the plot that I have in mind) but before I go any further with the writing and editing, I wanna put the first 1k words to see if people actually like it. So here you go. Plz lmk what you think and if you want more :3
Pairing: Luis Serra x Reader
Summary: Luis is determined to survive the hunger games, which means he cannot allow himself to have a single weakness. And he had none. That was until he laid eyes on you.
Word count: 1k
Warnings: graphic depiction of violence (canon typical for Resident Evil 4 and also The Hunger Games). The violence is committed against you. Canon typical murder of children.
A/N: I re-watched the Hunger Games like a year ago and haven't seen it again since. I'm not going to follow the Hunger Games lore as if it were law. Because A) I don't want to and B) I can't remember it. Please don't come for me. Or do and I'll edit it.
Part One - Part Two
Throughout the whole ordeal - the training, the social events, the interviews - Luis kept his head down and didn’t speak a word to anyone. He didn’t want to think about his chances of getting out of here alive. And he certainly didn’t want to think about how he would have to murder all 23 other contestants if he wanted to live. He’d committed enough atrocities by creating la plagas. A part of him thought this was karma; he deserved to die after what he had done. And yet, when faced with the very real likelihood of death, he realised that he was much more selfish and cowardly than he’d originally thought. He realised that he wanted to live.
He chose not to think about it. He didn’t want to face his ugly instinct to survive and what he would have to do if he wanted to return home. Which is why he didn’t want to have anything to do with anyone else. He didn’t want to humanise his opponents.
But he had eyes and he had ears. No matter how much denied and ignored the situation, numerous pieces of information still infiltrated his brain. For instance, he noticed that Y/N was the weakest opponent. She was the smallest, she was the weakest and she didn’t even seem to possess one single skill that would be helpful in the arena. For as much as he tried to uproot it, a seed of sympathy had planted itself in his heart. None of this was fair. People like her should not be pitted against… well, people like him.
He certainly wasn’t the strongest here but he was far from the weakest. He was decently tall, decently strong. He knew he had a great aim and that he was exceptionally bright. And after fighting the Los Illuminados, he thought he had a pretty good grasp on the act of survival.
There was one final banquet where all the contestants dined together. He couldn’t handle it. Everyone was so fake, trying to make pleasant conversation when they knew a blood bath loomed on the horizon. He scoffed up his food and chose to take a walk instead.
The cool air hit his face and he sighed with relief. The peace was short lived; his ears attuned to a nearby sound of crying. His feet trod silently along the gravel, following the sound until he spied the source. Someone was curled up behind a hedgerow, letting out helpless sobs. It was Y/N.
His feet continued along the path. He buried the sympathy, he buried the shame. Those weren’t emotions he was capable of possessing anymore.
So why then was he haunted by her face when he was trying to get to sleep that night?
He recalled being forced to watch the footage of the other contestants getting reaped, and the way all of the colour drained from Y/N’s face when her name was called. He recalled seeing her taking great gulping breaths before the live interviews, each one shorter than the last like she was forgetting how to breathe.
He groaned and wiped a hand across his face. She should not be here. She should not be fated to a certain and brutal execution. But more importantly, he should not be thinking about this. He had to focus on himself. It was the only way to win.
That’s exactly what he did. As he stood in the arena, facing his contestants in a circle, he thought only of saving his own skin. This was it. The games were about to commence. His heart drilled against his chest. It was not an unfamiliar feeling, he had learnt to hone it, to sharpen his senses while forgoing any mindless panic.
The contestants eyed each other up, trying to unnerve the other. Luis simply didn’t look. He focused on the cornucopia straight ahead. He knew he’d be able to run fast enough and he would be much better off if he could claim a weapon.
So as the countdown hit zero, he legged it, shoulder barging others out of the way. A solid iron pipe caught his eye. It would keep his attackers at arms length and it would be skilled at wielding it. He snatched it and ran, holding it poised against his shoulder in a way that made others afraid to take their chances with him.
He dived into the thick of the forest, picking a random direction and sprinting as fast as he could. No thoughts entered his mind besides the command to keep on running until he couldn’t run anymore.
Laughter cut through the tree trunks a few feet ahead, followed by high pitched shrieks. His feet dug into the mud as he went to veer around the source of the noise. But through the leaves, he spotted Y/N. She was crawling through the leaves on her hands and knees but two kids from district 9 dragged her back into the clearing; two cats toying with their prey. 5 minutes into the games and these kids were already focused on sadism rather than survival.
The district 9 boy easily flipped her onto her back and straddled her, ending her ability to struggle. His fist raised in the air and pounded her face.
Adrenaline shot up Luis’ spine. He wasn’t even aware that he was emerging through the brush. Nor that his arms had sparked to life and were lifting the pipe over his head. It was an automatic, emotionless act, he told himself as he swung.
A sickening crack echoed throughout the trees as the boy’s skull snapped open. Rivers of blood ran down the back of his head.
The district 9 girl screamed - raw with grief - and took off running in the opposite direction.
The boy fell to one side, half on top of Y/N. She propelled her legs, trying to scrabble away from the weight trapping her. Luis was reminded of a bunny caught in a fist.
Horror flashed in her eyes when she caught him watching her. Blood had sprayed across his cheek, painting him as a killer. It gave her the fuel she needed; one more kick and she was free. She scurried away, kicking up fallen leaves and very nearly tripping over her own feet.
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He dreamt of her that night. He dreamt that he was a ghostly spectator, floating around the clearing as the district 9 kids took it in turns to beat her. They didn’t let up. His heart tore itself to sheds to hear her cries as her face was marred with deep black bruises. There was nothing left of his heart when her cries turned to silent defeat. She wasn’t going to get out of this. And no one was coming to help her.
Their punches didn’t let up even as her face turned into an unrecognisable pulp.
“Stop!” He wanted to call out but had no voice.
He wanted to break their hands, claw out their eyes. But he could not act.
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Request: Girl, feed us some Luis Sera fics of yours were hungry
Here you go <3 please enjoy
You had been sent on a mission to Spain to investigate a possible bioterrorism threat. As a member of the BSAA, you were used to working alone, but this time was different. You were partnered with Luis Sera, a former researcher for the Los Illuminados cult.
At first, you were hesitant to work with him. You had heard rumors about his past and weren't sure if you could trust him. But as you spent more time with him, you realized that he was a valuable asset. He was knowledgeable about the cult's activities and could provide insight into their motives.
As you worked together, you found yourself drawn to Luis. He was charming, witty, and had a sense of humor that always put a smile on your face. You enjoyed his company and started to see him in a different light.
One night, after a long day of investigating, you found yourself alone with Luis in a small hotel room. You were both exhausted and decided to take a break from work. He poured you a glass of wine and sat next to you on the bed.
As you talked and laughed, you couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. His piercing blue eyes and messy hair made your heart skip a beat. You felt a sudden urge to kiss him, but you didn't know if he felt the same way. Just as you were about to say something, Luis leaned in and kissed you softly. You were taken aback at first, but then you felt your body relax into the kiss. It felt like you had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
As the night went on, you and Luis explored each other's bodies and shared intimate moments together. You felt a connection with him that you had never felt with anyone else. You knew that this was more than just a fling; you were falling in love with Luis Sera.
The next day, you and Luis continued to work together, but things were different. You felt a new sense of closeness with him, and you couldn't help but smile every time you caught his gaze. You knew that your relationship was risky, but you couldn't stay away from him.
As the mission came to a close, you and Luis said your goodbyes. You knew that you would miss him terribly, but you also knew that you had to return to your duties as a BSAA agent. But just as you were about to leave, Luis stopped you and whispered in your ear, "I know we have to part ways, but I can't stop thinking about you. Will you stay in touch with me, Señorita?"
You smiled and nodded, knowing that you wanted to keep in contact with him too. You exchanged phone numbers and promised to keep each other updated on your missions and lives. Over the next few months, you kept in touch with Luis through phone calls and messages. You talked about everything from work to your personal lives. You realized that he was more than just a fling; he was someone you could see yourself spending the rest of your life with.
One day, you received a call from Luis telling you that he had important information about a new bioterrorism threat. He asked if you could meet him in Spain to help investigate it.
Without hesitation, you agreed to go. You knew that this mission would be different than the others. This time, you weren't just partners, you were in love.
As you arrived in Spain and reunited with Luis, you could feel the tension between you two. You knew that you had to focus on the mission, but your heart was pulling you towards him.
As you worked together to uncover the threat, you couldn't help but steal glances at Luis. He was just as charming and witty as ever, but now you saw him in a different light. He was the love of your life.
One night, after a long day of investigating, you and Luis found yourselves alone in a small hotel room once again. This time, you didn't hesitate to express your feelings for him.
"I love you, Luis," you whispered, tears streaming down your face.
He looked at you with a smile and replied, "yo también te amo, (Y/N). I've been waiting to hear those words for so long." As you held each other in your arms, you knew that this was the start of something beautiful. You were no longer just partners, you were in love and nothing could tear you apart.
Yo también te amo = I love you too
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HIIII can i request general luis hcs… sfw and nsfw if possible… i love him so much omg
【 luis sera headcanons 】
【 content warning!! gn!reader, flirting, kissing and mentions of, intimate touching + mutual pining, innuendos. choking mentions, and other nsfw stuff under the cut!! enjoy! 】
SFW HC.
You were Leon’s best friend along with being partners on the mission to rescue the president’s daughter: Ashley Graham.
Meeting Luis was.. an adventure, to say the least. You weren’t quite sure of his intentions at first nor what exactly his role was in everything, but he did have a way with words.
“Oh? I didn’t think an angel would come to my rescue. I must already be in heaven.” - The first thing to come out of his big mouth after you ripped off the tape, which also made Leon roll his eyes as you felt the heat rise in your cheeks.
Speaking of big mouth, he never shuts up about you. You’ve somehow captured his heart and wanted yours in return.
He loves to make you flustered, especially when he catches you off guard with his flirting. Not only does it feed his little ego, but he just loves how shy you get when you try to laugh it off and playfully shove him.
THAT. SMIRK. enough to make your stomach do cartwheels, and if he were to look you up and down WHILE SMIRKING?? instant puddle, you no longer have a physical body.
When you have the courage to start returning the favor, he’s SHOOK.
“How beautiful you are, amor. If we weren’t within the throes of danger, I’d make the night much more.. enjoyable.”
“Oh, really? Then you wouldn’t mind giving me a thorough demonstration right? Just a little taste then?”
LUIS.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING.
His jaw is on the floor, eyes wide, and heart POUNDING. You’ve done it, you’ve started the war.
There was one time where you watched him play around with that lighter, flicking it back and forth between his fingers. You’d see a small flame before he’d click it closed, repeating the process.
You never knew it, but he knew you were watching. That smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he chuckled.
“Like what you see, eh? I can do more with my hands than silly tricks, tesoro.”
“Oh, yeah? Would they make a good necklace?” You respond, a smirk on your face as you giggle, skipping down the trail as he stands absolutely SHOCKED.
He’s stuttering, cheeks hot as hell as he tries to laugh it off but he just can’t help but be more drawn to you now.
He loves it when you laugh at his jokes, or listen so closely to his outlandish stories. He just loves your attention and company, your smiles and laughter are his sweet reward.
He’s probably a stoner-
He’s such a gentleman too, like chivalry has NEVER died for this man. He opens doors for you, pulls out your chair, gives you flowers randomly, etc. He’s just BOYFRIEND.
“Ah, ah. Please, allow me.” He says, helping you get into or out of anything.
He likes keeping you close, it makes him feel happier when he knows you’re safe. His hand is always set low on your hip, or on your lower back.
He’s a morning person, ripping open curtains and laughing when you hiss from the sudden blast of light entering the room. But, when you’ve been really tired from long and exhausting missions, he makes you breakfast in bed and holds you while you both watch tv.
This man is a dancer, he can get DOWN. He’s the life of every party and the night always ends with him drunk off his ass that’s gonna result in the worst hangover in the morning.
I think Luis is a good singer. He hums random little tunes when he’s bored, but absolutely kills karaoke nights.
When you’re down, he always sings to you while you sit in his lap while he holds you so tight. Sometimes, he’ll pick you up and slow dance with you while he sings along to the record.
He loves cooking, he can throw down in the kitchen if he wanted to. You’re always the one to get first bite.
“How does it taste? Good? Perfect. .”
He definitely has his regrets, especially when it came to his involvement in Los Illuminados. He felt like a monster for so long, so many people either dying or succumbing to the parasites invading them. He wishes he could turn back time, but he can’t do anything but atone for his sins.
He’s so happy that you chose him. Every day, he shows you his gratitude and his love. He loves you more than the essence of life, and would do anything for you. You didn’t care for his past, just that you knew he was remorseful of what he’s done. That’s all you need to know that. . he still had a heart. A damn good one too.
NSFW HC.
He’s VOCAL. He always wants you to know how good you’re being for him. He’ll whimper, moan, groan, that man ain’t planning on closing that mouth. . unless you make him.
He loves to dominate you, but also doesn’t mind letting you take the lead.
He’s such a fucking sub when it’s your turn to be in control. He’s always begging for more of your touch, nothing is ever enough. Such a greedy little thing.
You know he’s really into it when he starts to trail in and out of Spanish. But, it makes you melt every time.
He’s a foreplay god, don’t play. He loves to tease, just to hear you start to lose your mind from it.
His hands on your waist, trailing up to gently grip your chest before slowly wrapping one hand around your throat as the other grips at your ass. All while he whispers sweet nothings in your ear, a soft chuckle leaving him when he sees how quickly you fall into subspace.
“Such a desperate little thing, no? It’s cute how easily you give into me. How badly do you want me, bebé?”
Child, you’re in for a RIDE.
He loves it when you mark him. By morning, you’re both covered in hickies and bite marks. He loves to show them off, proud to be yours.
“Oh? These? Heh, you could say I’ve had.. a pretty rough night.” (emphasis on the rough, ya nasty)
He’s a KING at oral, he’s never left anyone unsatisfied and he’s upping his game just for you. He loves eating you out.
His hands gripping your thighs as he keeps your legs spread for him, slurping you up until you’re seeing stars from how good he’s been putting that big mouth to real good use. What drives you really crazy is when he reaches up to wrap his hand around your pretty little neck while drinking up every bit of you, not stopping until he’s had his fill.
Sit on his face and you’re never getting up. He pulls you down for a proper seat, sucking and licking away as he
Loves it when you pull his hair, he lets out the most unholiest of groans. He smirks at you before pressing you against the nearest surface and taking you again.
If you choke him back, he’s gonna become either a whimpering mess or he’ll take it as a challenge, smirking as he grinds his hips harder and deeper into you.
“Oh, it’s like that, huh? I have just the remedy for that…”
He gives those soul- snatching kisses that’ll leave you weak in the knees. He loves leaving you eager for more. Every makeout sessions ends up with you both gasping for air, your lips aching but your body aches harder.
Not a big fan of the hardcore stuff, though he’s willing to try anything once. But, he’ll tie you up and spank you any day. Be a brat if you want to, you’ll find out the hard way.
He also adores just the slow and passionate nights where emotions are high, and all you want is to be together. Your bodies intertwined in a forbidden dance. His hands gripping your own above your head as he rolls his hips into yours, your sounds of pleasure fueling his passion for you.
His aftercare is so comforting. He always checks on you, making sure that he wasn’t being too hard on you or making you ache too bad. He always cleans you up so carefully, knowing how sensitive you are now. He smiles every time you gasp as the damp towel comes into contact with your aching core.
“Sensitive, mi amor? Don’t worry.. I’ll be gentle.” Is he trying to kill you? IS HE??
He holds you into his arms, giving you whatever you need. He tells you how good you were for him, how good you made him feel, and how deeply in love he is with you.
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I’m sure I’ve BRIIIIIEFLY touched on it here before?????? But I wanted to set the record straight on what’s my own interpretation of Luis;
I See floating around a LOT that Luis was indoctrinated/brainwashed by Los Illuminados which like,,,,,,,,,,, no???????? Like,, ignoring the fact that I have seen SOME people turn this into racist/classist rhetoric-
Luis has been out of Valdelobos for YEARS. He left when he was a CHILD- he worked as a scientist for the majority of his life; there’s no way in MY mind that he would’ve fell for the same religious rhetoric the villagers who were already extremely devout Catholics did cuz he probably left that religion ages ago!!!!!!
I personally think it’s more likely that he was blackmailed into working with Los Illuminados- he comes home, finds what he was hoping to be a safe space taken over by a cult, tries to make a cure for the sickness they’re using- and when he finds out that he was working for them and that their intentions are to basically mind control the world, it’s already too late and if he tried to run NOW, he would’ve been chained up and tortured (AND HE ALMOST WAS. IN SEPERATE WAYS. HE WAS LITERALLY ABOUT TO HE TORTURED BY THEM FOR TRYING TO BREAK OUT.) hell maybe LI held the lives of the villagers over his head or something cuz those were his family too!!!!!!!
Some people even say he was ON BOARD with Los Illuminados’ plan??????? @/blveherb has a GREAT post debunking this but the note people point to in-game a lot- there one where he remisces that the world may finally know peace under their rule- is literally just that. Him making an literal observation that anyone would have made. That doesn’t reflect his actions/morals/wants?????? He LITERALLY says in the next paragraph that he doesn’t want that too Hello????
And yeah there’s probably a good chance he WAS curious by the Plaga and had that kinda icarus-burnt-wing thing with it!!!!! Cuz he’s a scientist ofc he’s gonna be interested!!!!!!!! But that doesn’t reflect his dang morals!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Another thing I see a lot is people trying to point to Luis and say that HE made the Bioweapons like the regenerators and he used live humans?? N o ???????? IN-GAME we get told that a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT scientist made them and it is HEAVILY IMPLIED that Luis was the ‘horrified’ scientist that tried to convince them to stop
(Also cough COUGH a lot of these ideas come from the RE wiki either making shit up or combining og and remake info so people who aren’t able to play the game or read the files get misinformed cough C O U G H )
((Alsoalso hahahahaah can you guys imagine how guilty Luis must’ve felt watching the other scientists slowly die knowing that the only reason he’s survived is cuz of his charm and his childhood connections to the village hahahahahahahahaha-))
This is just my stance on it, and what I think makes the most sense for his character- SO many people want him to be the perfect ‘bad guy turns Good’ character and that he only decided to change after meeting our golden white boy protag Leon and all his actions prior to that were all outta malicious intent. Like,,, to me I feel like it just erases a lot of his upbringing, trauma, and real-world Spanish history which rubs me the wrong way
Edit: adding this too cuz people won’t be able to see the reblog:
Again this is just my own interpretation!!!!!!!! There is HEEEEEEEEAPS of merit and REALLY COOL discussions to be had with interpretations that play into Luis being brainwashed by the cult, or him having a Frankenstein/Icarus like curiosity about the Plagas etc!!!!!!!!
Just don’t. Yknow. Be racist. Or completely misinterpret his character and morals
General good rule of thumb: if you can give the same amount of grace to a white character, try giving it to Luis.
#thsi may be a controversial one oooooooo!!!#if I posted this on Twitter I know for a FACT I’d get hate crimes#I’m looking at you person who called me a terrorist#luisposting
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this may not make sense, but i like to think that bitores méndez sort of had a soft spot for luis. before my ass gets jumped with “he tied him up in a sack and left him to die!!!” JUST BEAR WITH ME. let me be a little delusional and share my hc, pretty please.
allow me to sidetrack and provide some context for a moment. if you already know all of the information about the village’s history then you could skip this next part or skim read!
i never see people talk about méndez’ backstory or just the backstory of the village in general. we get a pretty fair amount of history into the last decade or so of the village, in particular into méndez and his life as the chief (previously a priest), as well as luis and his family. we know that when luis was a child that bitores would visit him and his family a lot, and that he actually took a liking to luis because he was seen as a “genius”. we also know that luis’ mother passed during childbirth and that later down the line his grandfather (whom he was in the care of) passed too. this was because he was attacked by a wolf while out hunting with luis, and in the days following he began to lose his mind. méndez had tried to support the grandfather, but ultimately knew he was going to die and in hopes to avoid the spread of this disease, he came to the conclusion with the rest of the village to burn the grandfather’s house down with him inside. luis watched the home burn down until the next morning where he fled the village and supposedly ‘vanished’.
now, i wont drab on about the rest of the history with méndez and the steelworks and the village’s poverty, but all you need to know is that the los illuminados cult worked their way into the village and infected its people. saddler then commanded that any outsiders were to be killed upon entry to the village.
i think that because méndez was so immersed in his community that he remembered luis when he came back to the village; i believe he still possessed some form of mental clarity deep down. i think he partly felt connected to luis due to his fondness during his childhood, but also because luis had to watch his home get destroyed with his grandfather inside. guilt. so i like to imagine that méndez purposefully violated saddler’s order and kept him hidden away in the basement of his childhood home instead.
this is just a little hc that i wanted to expand on for my own sake! if i got anything wrong, please feel free to point it out to me because i am not a wizard and i don’t always get everything right with the somewhat limited resources we have :) i just like to sympathise with the characters, especially ones like méndez who are easily overlooked as mindless villains. in reality, bitores méndez is a victim of his own and i would love to delve into that topic more some time!
#resident evil#luis serra#luis serra navarro#resident evil 4#re4#re4 remake#re4 luis#resident evil 4 luis#re4r luis#bitores mendez
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It’s Leon brain rot hours and I’m here to rant about my thoughts 🤌😌
It would be interesting to see Reader comforting Leon somehow. Obviously he has traumas he hasn’t confronted yet so maybe he comes home in a particularly bad mood and reader comforts him. Whether it’s to just get on his good side (which I would totally do just to manipulate him if it were me) or not, I feel like Leon would see this as her finally coming around and wanting to be with him. Thoughts??? 😵💫😵💫😵💫
okokokokokok HERE ARE MY THOUGHTS ON THIS
i'm imagining one night something mundane happens that just. triggers him out of nowhere, like fully makes him lose it. like maybe darling is doing her makeup and accidentally gets mascara in her eye, mimicking the look of the plagas, and he's just hyperventilating and panicking while she cleans up and puts a hand on his shoulder like "woah are you okay?? it's not that big of a deal i'm not hurt or anything i swear?"
and he just says "i-it's not that."
and darling is like "?? then what is it?.."
prompting leon to explain to her why it set him off, and that just devolves into leon starting to cry as he recounts his trauma to someone from the outside for the first time. tells her all about raccoon city, operation javier, los illuminados, etc etc etc
and obviously by the end of it darling is just speechless because that's not at all what she expected to hear tonight, and to that end she's sympathetic because in her mind all of that repressed trauma kinda explains why he is the way he is yk?
but to leon it means the world to him. like she's his only safe person to talk to about this stuff and she's so comforting about it. like he just broke down crying in front of her, a vulnerability he would typically never be comfortable with showing, and she didn't think any less of him, in fact it seems it made her think more of him
that's unprecedented to him. that's invaluable to him and he would definitely interpret it as a breakthrough w her
;w;
ALSO HI TEA!!!!!!!!!!!!! <333333
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