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MiniFemSlashFeb2026 Day 20: Why are you… weeping? (by @astrobookwormsinger)
FNaF movie fanart! With (doomed) baby Sapphics 🥺 they make me ill to think about sometimes, cause Charlotte is so permanently frozen in the rage of not being heard in her final moments because her father wasn't around, and Vanessa is so full of grief for the life she could've had if her father wasn't a child murderer and how much trauma that gave her and how much of her life it has taken away, from her brother to childhood friend to peace of mind to the chance to have regular relationships… all this because of one Purple Guy
Might be the most effort into a background I've put, so that's the state my background drawing skills are at
I don't know anything about FNaF tagging so forgive me if I got something wrong
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Is this revenge im seeking?// im sorry my sweet baby, I wish id been there.
Yandere platonic leon Kennedy with dead little sister reader (holy angst)
The rain in the North Atlantic was cold and hard as it hit the windows of the big helicopter with a loud noise. Leon Scott Kennedy sat inside the cabin and looked very tired because he was fifty-nine years old now. His hair was mostly silver instead of blonde, and his face had deep lines from twenty years of total sadness.
Leon held a small silver locket tightly in his hand, but there was no picture inside because the water from the old city had ruined his photos a long time ago. Instead, the locket held a small piece of your hair. You had been dead for twenty years after the monsters killed you in Raccoon City when you were only twelve years old. The zombies tore you apart but you did not turn into a monster yourself, which meant you just died as a normal kid. Leon was too late to save you that night, and his failure broke his heart forever.
"Three minutes until we land, Leon," the pilot said over his headset while the weather got worse outside. "The radio will not work once you go inside that building."
Leon did not look up from his hands, but he closed the locket with a sharp click and put it inside his vest right over his heart. "I understand," Leon said in his rough, deep voice.
Leon worked for a special government group called the DSO, and the people in charge thought he was just a good cop who wanted to help the country. But that was a huge lie because Leon only used the government for their guns and secrets. He did not care about saving the world at all, and he only wanted to get revenge for you. Every time he shot a zombie over the last twenty years, he did it to punish the monsters that took his little sister away. Tonight was finally different because he had found the main boss who created the T-virus.
The helicopter doors slid open and the freezing wind hit Leon's face as he took a rope to slide down onto the wet rocks below. The helicopter flew away into the dark storm and left him completely alone. Leon walked up the old stone steps of a big, dark castle that smelled like old copper and rotting meat. He pulled out his gun and walked fast because he was not afraid after thirty years of fighting these things.
Suddenly, a grey zombie walked out of the shadows and let out a loud scream before running straight at him. Leon did not hesitate as he shot the monster right between the eyes, which made it fall to the floor without moving. But that loud scream brought even more monsters out of the dark tunnels until twenty zombies were crawling toward him with milky eyes. Leon moved quickly and shot them one by one, and he even smashed one zombie's head with his heavy boot. He walked right through the dark blood on the floor and did not look back because he only cared about reaching the bottom of the building.
He found an elevator and pressed the button for the lowest floor, and as the cage went down, Leon closed his eyes to think about you. He remembered how you used to pull on his sleeve when you wanted to play, and he remembered promising you that he would always protect you because he was a police officer. He had failed that promise, and the memory hurt him every single day.
"Twenty years," Leon whispered while touching his vest where the locket was hidden. "I'm going to finish it tonight, little sister, and I promise your soul will finally rest."
The elevator stopped and the doors opened into a big, white science lab that had blood splattered all over the clean floors. At the end of the room, an old man in a nice suit was standing by a big glass window. His hair was white and he had a fake eye that glowed red as he looked down into a dark pit.
"I knew they would send you, Leon S. Kennedy," the old man said without turning around to look at him. "The famous survivor of Raccoon City has finally arrived."
Leon pointed his gun right at the man's head and asked, "Who are you?"
The man turned around slowly with an arrogant smile and said, "My name is Dr. Albert Klein, and I am the man who made the plan to put the virus into your old town because I wanted to see how fast people would get sick."
Leon’s hand stayed perfectly still on his gun as he whispered, "You killed her."
The old man laughed a little bit and said, "The little sister? Yes, I remember her file because she didn't turn into a zombie, which means she just died because the monsters tore her apart. She was just a number to me, Leon."
Leon felt a cold anger deep inside his chest but he did not yell as he walked closer to the glass. "You think you are a god because you made a virus, but you are just an old man hiding in a cage."
"You can't hurt me," the doctor said as he pointed to the thick glass window. "This glass is too strong and my robots will kill you if you try to break it."
"I've been dead inside for twenty years, so you can't kill me," Leon said as he shot the control box on the wall and stuck a heavy bomb to the glass window.
"Wait, stop!" the doctor screamed because he looked very scared now as he ran toward a locked door. "We can talk, and I can give you anything you want!"
"Give me her back," Leon said right before the bomb exploded.
The thick glass shattered into a million pieces and the loud noise shook the whole room. Below the window was a deep, dark pit full of hundreds of starving zombies that had been trapped down there for years, and now they started climbing up the walls. Leon walked over to the old doctor and grabbed the man by his collar with his strong hand.
"You wanted to see how your virus worked, so go look for yourself," Leon said as he threw the old man over the edge into the dark pit. The doctor screamed for a few seconds until the zombies caught him, and the man who killed you was finally dead.
Suddenly, a loud alarm started ringing and a computer voice said the building was going to explode in ten minutes. Red lights started flashing everywhere, but Leon just stood at the edge of the pit without feeling happy or excited. The sadness was still there, but he felt like he could finally let go as he took the silver locket off his neck.
"It's over, sweetie," Leon said softly while a single tear ran down his face. "I got him, and I got all of them."
He dropped the locket into the fire below so it would burn with the virus and the lab until everything was clean again. Leon turned around and walked back to the elevator because he had to get out before the building blew up. He still had more work to do tomorrow and more missions to finish, but as he went up to the surface, he looked up at the sky.
You can rest now, he thought, because your big brother fixed it.
He stepped outside into the rain where the big helicopter was waiting for him on the rocks, and Leon climbed inside to sit down. "Target is dead, the lab is gone, so let's go home," Leon told the pilot over the radio. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, and for the first time in twenty years, his chest did not feel heavy because he could finally breathe.