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Saw a post like this with negative outlook so I asked for it to be fixed

Fair Masterlist

Leon Kennedy x Gender-Neutral Reader

Two traumatized friends find their lives hopelessly intertwined with one another. It’s the best and worst thing that’s happened to them and neither can deal with the resulting feelings, causing them to run away again and again, only to find themselves crawling right back to one another.

Or; you and Leon are hopelessly in love with one another but can’t deal with it without hurting one another.

Current word count is 31 040

Tags for the whole fic: slow burn, mutual pining, friends to lovers, idiots in love, the reader has an unnamed chronic illness and chronic pain as well as Leon's chronic pain, medical procedures, blood, touch-starved reader and Leon, alcoholism, implied sexual content, loss of virginity, implied and outright mentioned suicidal thoughts, scars, eventual smut, canon-typical violence/blood/gore, needles, near death experiences, body horror. More tags will be added and every chapter has specifics, along with the general tags here.

Author's note: Fair starts off post-RE6 and follows through Vendetta and (eventually) Death Island. It is split up on ao3 for ease of tagging and keeping Vendetta's and Death Island's events separate.

This fic is a very personal one and my favourite thing I have ever written. My beloved Bee Idiots always have a place in my heart 🖤

♥︎ - fluff | ⚔ - angst |⛥ - smut | ☣ - horror

🐝 Fair 🐝

I – Bees, Unicorns and Sunflowers ⚔♥︎

II – Company ⚔

III – Mistakes ⚔

IV – Not Enough ⚔

V – It Will Come Back ⚔♥︎

VI – Bittersweet Confessions ⚔♥︎

VII - A Little Sting ⛥♥︎

🐝 Fade To Black 🐝

VIII - Break The Cycle ⚔♥︎

IX - Bad Moon Rising ⚔♥︎

X - Fade To Black ⚔☣

XI - Hands Of Time (Around My Neck) ⚔☣

XII - Consequences of Rewriting Fate ⚔♥︎☣

To be continued...

🐝 Extras 🐝

Playlist and moodboard

Posted on ao3

Quotes that fit them and other rambling involving Fair can be found under the tag #fic: fair

My work is only posted on here and ao3. I do not give permission for it to be copied or translated. If you find it posted somewhere else please let me know.

Book Snow is just a different breed💀

Friendly Reminder of Snow's inner monologue in the book:

He thought of people putting a price on her. With her long, pointed nose and skinny body, Tigris was no great beauty, but she had a sweetness, a vulnerability that invited abuse.

What was Sejanus up to? Was he trying to outdo him and steal the day’s thunder? To take his idea of coming to the zoo and then dress it up in a way Coriolanus could never compete with, because he could never afford to?

His filly in a race, his dog in a fight. The more he had treated her as something special, the more she’d become human.

Lucy Gray was one thing belonging to Coriolanus that he would never, ever get.

The thought of blackmailing old Strabo Plinth had definite appeal.

Someone suggested that he cared for her like a sister, and although he’d done nothing of the sort, he allowed it. No need to disrespect the dead.

Even his encouragement to sing for sponsors was an attempt to prolong the attention she brought him.

His girl. His. Here in the Capitol, it was a given that Lucy Gray belonged to him, as if she’d had no life before her name was called out at the reaping.

Even if Lucy Gray was confused on the issue, in the eyes of the Capitol, she belonged to him. What point would there be in crediting a district tribute?

If no one else seemed to be bothered by her questionable past, why should he be? (Questionable past being the fact that she had a love life before him)

A second-class citizen. Human, but bestial. Smart, perhaps, but not evolved. Part of a shapeless mass of unfortunate, barbaric creatures that hovered on the periphery of his consciousness. (Thinking about Lucy Gray)

“Sejanus Plinth,” said Coriolanus. Not that they were actually friends, but that wasn’t any of Dean Highbottom’s business.

Mrs. Plinth shook her head. “No. No. Your cousin’s his only friend.” How sad, thought Coriolanus. To have no friends.

Coriolanus couldn’t help feeling embarrassed for her. If you ever needed proof of the districts’ backwardness, there you had it. Primitive people with their primitive customs.

“Oh, yes?” said Coriolanus, only to be polite. Honestly, who cared? His entire future was on the line because of her wayward son.

But playing on that might be the way to manipulate him.

Coryo was a nickname for old friends. For family. For people Coriolanus loved. And this was the moment Sejanus decided to try it out? If he’d had the energy, Coriolanus would have reached over and strangled him.

“Superb,” he said. “Like everything you cook, Mrs. Plinth.” It wasn’t an exaggeration. Ma might be pathetic, but she was something of an artist in the kitchen.

The conversation wasn’t going the way Coriolanus had imagined. Where was the talk of reward money?

...but the point was, he got to keep her. And he wanted to keep her. Safe and close at hand.

Perhaps there was a way out of his predicament after all? Another path to influence and power?

He’d been broke most of his life, but the Snows had always worked hard to maintain decency. These people had given up, and some part of him blamed them for their plight. (Thinking about District 12 people)

“No escaping that.” He leaned over and kissed her, flushed with happiness, because although he did not believe in celestial writings, she did, and that would be enough to guarantee her loyalty.

In some ways, it had been better to have her locked up in the Capitol, where he always had a general idea of what she was doing.

Oh, a ghost story. Ugh. Boo. So ridiculous. Well, he’d try hard to love it when he saw the Covey tomorrow.

“Guns? Not that I know of. How would he get guns?” Coriolanus was beginning to enjoy himself a bit. (During the interrogation after Sejanus' execution)

She wouldn’t be thrilled, obviously, when he told her there’d been a change of plans. That he was returning to the Peacekeepers and heading to District 2 tomorrow at dawn, essentially leaving her to her fate. (As soon as he realised that he wouldn't get caught, he immediately thought of going back to District 2 with no concern for Lucy Gray)

As good as the movie was, I do think that it's at fault for so many people falling for the idea that Snow wasn't always bad. He was, but it wasn't so obvious at first. As you can see, he always thought of himself and how things would benefit him. He looked down on Sejanus and his ma even though they were nothing but kind to him. He saw Lucy Gray as his possession. He was greedy and selfish, always trying to come up with ways to manipulate whatever situation he was in to his advantage. I really wish the movie showed that more.

goo goo ga ga

that's dada 🥰

everybody gets a turn!

Saw a post like this with negative outlook so I asked for it to be fixed