#my kreon fics

[fonulyn]

“Fucking hell, Leon, you’re such a fucking slut.” Jack Krauser groaned as he buried his face into Leon’s neck, letting himself get lost in the scent of sweat and sex and Leon. It was like a drug to him, having Leon underneath him like this, getting to do whatever he wanted to him.

Krauser had never wanted another human being like this, and honestly, he didn’t think he ever could again. He was far from inexperienced, but still Leon had such a hold on him, kept luring him in for more again and again and again.

- Or the one wherein Leon gets thoroughly wrecked after Krauser sees him in some lingerie.

#kreon #metaltango #jack krauser #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #my fics #my kreon fics #i'm sick so have some smut :'D #...as in sick with a cold lmao #but anyhow

[resident-rats]

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Having recently transferred to a military base under Jack Krauser, Leon is having a tough time.

#I am posting this when I should 100% be asleep rn #I love having my priorities in check #metaltango #kreon #leon kenndey #leon s kennedy #jack krauser #resident evil fanfiction #my writing #my fics

[mysteriousanderfels]

Resident Evil 4 scribble

Pair : hinted!Krauser/Leon

No matter how much that report looks as detailed as a fucking mosaic, it still doesn't describe half of what I went through in that fucking backwater ditchhole in the ass crack of europe. 

If only someone told me what I'd go through that night, I might have... dealt with some situations differently... fuck I don't know, I might have had more time to think about different patterns? different solutions... ?

If only I had just a bit more time to think. Just a fucking breather!

Fuck, I hate it when I don't have time to think things through. See what happens? 

If I knew, if I had a single hint, I would have made a beeline to your fucking camp and perhaps then, with enough time, we could've... talked?

Would you have listened if I came to you? If I sought you out personally and peacefully? Would you have cared? The way you cared for me back in the regiment? 

I know why you did it. Why you made me do it.

You wanted me to feel it, too. 

The betrayal. 

I want to resent you for that. For how you wanted to hurt me like that. But then again, how selfish would I be if I said I didn't want to share your pain. 

Well, It's a fucking success. I can't sleep and it's been two weeks. I have the best pills a government shrink can allot and they work - sometimes. Sometimes I feel sick consuming all that shit and only strong alcohol gives me comfort. And warmth. And it's bad for health so it's perfect. I need the punishment.

I have… sometimes, in the most craziest dreams I get, I have hope that I didn't really kill you - you know… for good.

Heh. One can dream, right. You made me do it and like everything you always made me do, I came up with the goods.

But still. I have those dreams sometimes; where somehow you're still alive because I missed your heart by a little - wouldn't be the first time you'd make me mourn you, you fucking asshole - and you'd drag your sorry ass from the brink of death like you once did.

Or someone would find and save you…

Anyone…

I wouldn't mind it if you came back right now knocking at my door with a gun pointed between my eyes, Krauser. I'd rather you barge in right fucking now and beat me to a pulp than you choosing to just fucking haunt my dreams. 

Just come beat me up. 

P-please… Major?

Come hurt me physically. Come punch me. Come tease me and cut me. C-... fuck. 

Come back.

#I can't believe my first intake on smth RE would be a krause/leon thing #my main infatuation and obesession is with chreon !! #what the fuck happened! #I guess the chreon thing in the bags is a more extensive one so it needs more time and diligence #I was just in an emo kreon mood due to this crying leon pic that feels like a deleted scene #then the breaking news about krauser in the seperate ways ending spoilers came #so the ending here freewheeled on its own #jack krauser #metaltango #kreon #residen evil #fic-inspired-by-pic #resident evil scribble #leon s kennedy

[virgincels]

on the topic of kreon will you ever upload your kreon fics again?

I mean if people want that sure but idk. how many people actually know of them 😭 and also I did want to rewrite my stepdad krauser series butttt ik the themes are a little worse than what I write on here and I don’t wanna get like witch hunted ack..

#inbox 💌

[d10nyx]

hey nyxie pie :3 ❄️?

heyyy cutieee <3

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

uhhhhh. agh. this is so hard um... still can't stop thinking about when cherry mentioned the stepdad kreon fic she had so... would love to see @thevirgincherry rewrite that !! it hasn't left my mind tbh

#asks <3 #˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥moots #ask game

[ardnaif]

WIP game

@ithilien-wolf

Hoo boy, I've got a lot of these. This should be fun though!

Since I've got a lot of Chrisker WIPs, I'll divide them into ones that are currently being worked on, and ones that are not. All non-Chrisker stuff, I'm just shoving in at the end. I'm also including stuff that's been posted on my AO3, so check out my stuff on there if you see something that piques your interest.

Chrisker:

Currently being worked on:

Love Potion No. 9

Pulling the Pin

Desperate Measures

Intertwined

Chriskerween Drabbles

Not currently being worked on (most of these are either really old or no longer than a few paragraphs, though there are a few outliers):

Dancing WIP

NSFW WIP

Regress

Chrisker Truth Serum Fic

Tentacles NSFW

Poetry!Verse Poems

Operation Parent Trap

Inextricable Early Scenes & Side Stuff

Half of Me is Half of You (I'll Have to Cut Myself in Two)

I Think You're A Bit Confused (Or, How Chris and Wesker Got Married)

Non-Chrisker WIPs:

Daycare Verse WIP (Kreon/Metaltango)

Finally, here are the absolutely ancient WIPs I managed to dig up from my various old laptops a few months ago:

Erase, Replace (Overwatch)

Extremists Hangover (Centricide)

New Good Omens Fanfiction (Good Omens)

Smile (Even Though Your Heart is Aching) (Hetalia)

Venom Fic (Venom)

...I think I may have a problem.

Anyway, @gourmetbeef, you're up to bat! I know you don't really write, so, maybe you could do your art WIPs? No pressure! <3

#my wips #wips #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic

[x3no9]

Check out my first KREON fic (now I have about 10 more)! Mature readers only, please!

#kreon #metaltango #krauser x leon #wesker x leon #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil fanart #kreon art

[tirsynni]

Metaltango: Leon Kennedy was beautiful. In bed, on the battlefield, sleeping, bloody, it didn't matter. He was still beautiful.

~~~~~

First posted on BMC. Any support there, on my Ko-Fi, or checking out my original works is always loved and appreciated. <3 <3 <3

#metaltango #kreon #my fics #whumptober 2021 #this is such a fun pairing #and a really overlooked one

[tantumuna]

I just read a Kreon fic you wrote on ao3 and loved it! If your prompts are still open, could you do "You're the only thing that matters" with Krauser and Leon?

i'm so sorry for the wait!!! i hope it was worth it ;; this isn't something I write a lot of, so it was a struggle, but I GOT IT. going for a bit of the normal zombie outbreak route instead of whatever the fuck RE has going on __

Krauser x Leon "You're the only thing that matters." rating: T cw: mentions of blood and injury __

Send me prompts! | Support me! __

As he dropped to the ground, Leon grunted. Blood oozed through his clothing, through his fingers as he pressed at the wound. His heavy vest had been abandoned long ago so he could pick up the extra pace that less weight afforded him. Even without it, he stumbled and struggled his way here. He hadn’t done it alone. As he sat down against the wall, Krauser knelt beside him and leaned forward, a steady hand on his shoulder to keep him from falling over and knocking his head on the floor.

All around them, the world was more silent than it had ever been. For just the moment, they couldn’t hear the groans and grunts of the undead, nor could they hear the rushing wind outside, nor the pouring rain. It was just them, Krauser’s hand on Leon’s shoulder, squeezing so tightly that Leon had no choice but to stay grounded and awake.

“Hospital is just down the road,” Krauser confirmed. “We get there, we find supplies.”

Leon shook his head. “We can’t risk it. The mission—”

“Fuck the mission,” Krauser snapped.

“We flop this mission, and they wipe our essential status with it. Where do we go if not back to the base?”

All Krauser could do was shake his head. In truth, he didn’t have an answer for where they would go without the base and the military backing them up, but he also knew that this mission wasn’t worth the cost if Leon didn’t make it back with him.

“We go to the hospital.”

Leon grunted and leaned back against the wall, squeezing at his side. It wasn’t a bite. He wasn’t going to turn from this wound, but it could quickly get infected and spell his end if they didn’t do something. Already, it was putting them in danger. Blood attracted the undead, because they knew it meant fresh meat, and all they wanted to do was feed. As they sat there, their silent world dissipated slowly as noises filtered in—groans and moaning from the undead and the clattering they made as they knocked into tables and chairs.

“Go without me,” Leon tried. “See if you can’t bring something back. I’ll—”

“Be dead by the time I return.” Krauser frowned. “You’re always trying to fix things, Leon.”

Krauser leaned in closer to put both hands on Leon’s shoulders. As the shift jostled Leon, he groaned again, wincing as the pain shot up his side, but he didn’t push Krauser away. He would never dream of pushing Krauser away.

“Jack—” Leon breathed out. Gasped. The pain was near unbearable.

“Don’t you get it? Nothing you say is going to change my mind. We go to the hospital, or we both stay right here and die when those fuckers find us.”

Leon couldn’t voice his following question, but it wore on his face. Why?

“You’re all that matters to me,” Krauser explained as he squeezed Leon’s shoulders. “Fuck the mission, fuck the base, and fuck whatever else. You’re the only thing that matters.”

Leon’s breath caught in his throat. The nod came all on its own; Leon’s head moved up and down before he even knew he was moving.

“Okay,” he said, breathless.

Krauser moved his left hand from Leon’s shoulder to his face, cupping his cheek in the rough of his glove. His fingertips were free, and with his thumb, he followed the crest of Leon’s cheek and looked at him. His skin was going pale, and tiredness overwhelmed his features. If they didn’t move quickly, Leon wasn’t going to make it. He was losing too much blood.

Without thinking, Krauser leaned forward and pressed their lips together. He squeezed Leon’s shoulder once more, stroked his cheek, and tilted his head in to deepen their kiss. Leon kissed right back, regardless of the pain in his side. This closeness, he craved it, and gripped into Krauser’s shirt to keep him there for a moment longer. Just a second. Just a breath. Leon reveled in the kiss.

“Continue that when we get out of here,” Krauser said as he pulled away. “So, keep your sorry ass alive, got it?”

Leon nodded. “The hospital, then.”

Now that Leon was finally on board, Krauser had no trouble yanking him back up to his feet. Leon stumbled and faltered, but they managed back into the configuration they’d been in before. Krauser stood strong, Leon’s rock, and helped to stable him while Leon threw an arm over Krauser’s shoulders and gripped into his vest to keep himself upright. The hospital was right down the street.

“No heroics,” Krauser said. “We see something, I take care of it. You—”

“Stay alive.” Leon smiled. “I got it, Jack. Thank you. And—” he stopped, swallowing as a loud crash reverberated down the hallway in front of them.

“Yeah?”

“Love you,” Leon whispered.

Krauser didn’t smile, but he held Leon closer and supported as much weight as he could as they started to walk. It would be an arduous walk, but they were going to make it. Krauser would make sure of it.

#resident evil #leon kennedy #jack krauser #metaltango #kreon #leon x krauser #writes #prompt

[fonulyn]

Instead Leon arched an eyebrow. The damn asshole didn’t even say anything, he just kept looking at Krauser, those stupidly gorgeous eyes boring deep into Krauser’s damn spine. He’d never been this taken by someone before, and it wasn’t only because Leon was admittedly pretty, it was even more because he was so infuriatingly in control.

Krauser wanted to ruin that. He wanted to pin Leon against the wall and kiss him until his lips were bruised, his eyes wide and pupils dilated. He wanted to force Leon down on his knees and make him take him.

Why the fuck was he so obsessed with a goddamn prettyboy agent he had only met hours earlier?

- Or, Krauser gets injured but he can only focus on the dirty thoughts he has about Leon.

#metaltango #kreon #jack krauser #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #my fics #my kreon fics #more whumptober for y'all :3 #this is not super whumpy i admit #but i'm counting it

[fonulyn]

all the tears and the fears and the lies and the cries of the past - Piers/Leon, past Krauser/Leon - Chapter 1/6

Leon was on his knees on a concrete floor, and while a hand was squeezing the back of his neck it wasn’t Piers. It was someone who was also holding him up by his hands that were bound behind his back, and upon realizing that Leon experimentally tugged on his bonds. It felt like his wrists were tied with a belt, so tight it was putting a strain on them, and slowly he flexed his fingers to make the blood flow better.

“You with me, comrade?”

Leon’s blood ran cold, and suddenly his head felt a whole lot clearer. Krauser. That fucker just did not stay dead.

-- Or, Krauser kidnaps Leon on Wesker’s orders to use as bait. Things get messy.

-

for @yearoftheotpevent september prompt "hurt/comfort" :3

#jack krauser #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #piers nivans #metaltango #nivannedy #wesker #and other peeps but not gonna tag 'em #my fics #my nivannedy fics #my kreon fics #the first couple of chapters are just leon and krauser tbh #then the others show up #this is the 'leon in a cage' fic i talked about lol

[fonulyn]

Krauser cupped the back of Leon’s head, making him tilt his face so the kiss could be deepened, until Leon felt heat radiating from something close to his cheek. It was way more than warmth from the fireplace, and alarmed Leon broke the kiss. He didn’t pull far, though, only an inch or two between their faces, but he immediately saw what the reason was: Krauser was holding the branding iron right next to their faces.

Summoning up his best glare, trying to ignore his hard-on, Leon growled. “Don’t even think about it.”

That pulled a laugh from Krauser, and immediately he set the cattle brand back into the fire. “I would never,” he said, a grin dancing on his lips. “A face like yours is too perfect to mark.”

-- Or, the one wherein Krauser brands Leon as his own. For a while it seems he's won, but eventually Leon gets what he deserves.

#nivannedy #metaltango #kreon #piers nivans #leon kennedy #jack krauser #leon s kennedy #my fics #my nivannedy fics #my kreon fics #i am fond of this one too :3 #krauser fucks leon up #and piers rescues him years later lmao #just what i enjoy #also only one more whumptober fic to go after this #i'm almost done posting them

[fonulyn]

Leon felt like he was losing his damn mind. Ever since he had collapsed in that cabin he kept seeing things in the shadows, things that probably weren’t even there. He felt chills go down his spine as he made his way through the forests to find Ashley, the hairs in the back of his head stood up as he wandered the empty corridors of the castle, and he could’ve sworn he was being followed even when his footsteps were the only ones echoing from the walls.

At one point he even thought he’d seen Jack Krauser, staring at him without blinking, his mouth ticked up to a hint of an amused grin.

- Or, Leon struggles through the rescue mission feeling like he’s being stalked. He has no idea how right he is about that.

#metaltango #kreon #jack krauser #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #my fics #my kreon fics #this is the bad ending for Leon fic :'D #a very good ending for Jack tho lmao #(and the sequel to this one) #(is the sex slave fic i mentioned before lol)

[fonulyn]

Something was off.

Leon shut the door silently after himself and listened, but he couldn’t really place the faint sound he heard. Carefully and silently he set his bag down, and reached for his gun, slowly inching forward further into the apartment. This wasn’t what he’d signed up for, goddamnit, he’d just wanted to get home and get some well earned rest and now he had to deal with… what?

He reached out and flipped on the lights, closing his eyes for a second just in time not to be blinded by the sudden brightness. When he opened his eyes, it didn’t take him half a second to connect the dots.

Jack fucking Krauser. Bloody and beaten.

- Or the one wherein no matter how many times Leon tries to walk away from Krauser he always ends up back to him.

#metaltango #kreon #leon s kennedy #jack krauser #leon kennedy #my fics #my kreon fics #i'm tired of tweaking this so #i gave up here it is :'D

[fonulyn]

The shot of vodka burned going down, making Leon grimace as he slammed the glass back down on the table. It wasn’t his first, but he was still feeling way too clearheaded for his own liking. He looked around the dinky little apartment that was basically just one room plus the bathroom, wondering how the hell he never noticed just how depressingly devoid it was of any life.

There was a bed, a wooden kitchen table with three chairs, and a small table with an even smaller TV. In the corner there was a stack of magazines, in the closet a small amount of clothes, and the kitchen was mostly stocked with non-perishables.

And Krauser lived like this? …had lived. He had lived like this, Leon forcibly reminded himself. That was the entire reason he was here.

- Or, Krauser is dead and Leon struggles to deal.

#metaltango #kreon #jack krauser #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #my fics #my kreon fics #yay for some hurt without comfort :'D

[fonulyn]

all the tears and the fears and the lies and the cries of the past - Piers/Leon, past Krauser/Leon - Chapter 4/6

Leon startled awake thinking the rest of the corridor was going to collapse on them. He hadn’t even realized he’d fallen asleep, but then he was woken up by the sounds of rocks scraping together, muffled thumps, something clearly moving above, and suddenly he was wide awake and frantically thinking where the hell he could try to escape if the rest of it came down. There was no way to go, he’d end up buried alive under all of the rubble and Piers would never find his body. Piers would just have to live the rest of his life with Leon vanishing, and—

Funny. It was almost as if he heard Piers calling for him. Apparently his tired brain wanted Piers there so badly that he already hallucinated his voice, too.

Then all of a sudden a bright ray of light hit Leon in the face, making him squint against it. Was that… a flashlight? His eyes hurt and it was hard to focus after being in the dark for so long, but that was clearly light, and—

“Leon! Fuck, I was worried sick!”

- Or, rescue attempt number one.

#piers nivans #leon s kennedy #jack krauser #leon kennedy #metaltango #nivannedy #my fics #my nivannedy fics #my kreon fics #a wild piers appears! \o/ #also say bye krauser