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old ass rindou from 2023 i still gaf about

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dark eyed junco + black capped chickadee ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ two of my favourite backyard visitors

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Chris Redfield does not view you as a catch.

You are not meant to be taken in such an unassuming light. To be caged. Molded into a lifeless husk. Cold marble replacing the warm light of the deity he knew you to be.

You are meant to be worshiped.

To be looked upon with a sense of grace and respect. To have men waiting at your every beck and call as the world worked itself aimlessly around your existence.

This was his reasoning, of course. He couldn't think of any other rational thought when he was around you. He attributed his mindlessness to an all power he could not contend with. Merely succumbing to the divine ways about you until he was nothing more than a prophet groveling at your feet.

Pleading for your foresight. Begging for a taste of your bread. And once you gave him a drop of your sacred wine, he was forever bestowed to you. Etched within the flying cathedral of your heart as he made his repentance to you every night within the sanctity of your bed.

I have absolutely no idea what this is, but this man is taking over my brain, and I don't know what to do about it.

@homicidal-slvt , this is all your fault (thank you)

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Chris Redfield is a perfect example of depressed/traumatized himbo. An ongoing meme is him being nicknamed boulder-puncher because in an older game, he LITERALLY PUNCHED A BOULDER WHILE IN AN ACTIVE VOLCANO B/C IT WAS IN HIS WAY. ilhsm

😭😭 THEN DONT STAND IN HIS WAY IDK

that is fucking hilarious what

also not a himbo like please what does that even mean 😭

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Let's talk about loving on your men the way they love on you.

Let's talk about the way their eyes widen when you tell them that they're cute, gorgeous, beautiful, handsome, or any other adjective you can think of. You've caught them off guard, they look so boyish, and it's so cute.

Let's talk about the way your eyes wander over their body, taking in everything that makes them uniquely them. Let's talk about the way they're watching you watch them and fuck, they've never felt so beautiful before.

Let's talk about kissing and praising the areas they're most self-conscious about.

Let's talk about making them the little spoon, whispering in their ears, running your hand over their bodies, and leaving goosebumps in your wake.

Let's talk about when it's all said and done, there's a small, lopsided grin on their face where confusion or perhaps a frown used to be.

Let's talk about loving on your men the way they love on you.

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If you see him

It's already too late

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currently thinking about the moment the boys all collectively realise that you are the captain’s favourite

the boonie hat. it sounds silly but john is very protective about that hat in the sense that he doesn’t allow a single soul to touch it. one time ghost misplaced it and got an earful for weeks about how he had to get a new one and it didn’t feel the same as his old one

during the third week of this earache, ghost made the silly mistake of saying, ‘it’s jus’ a bloody hat, captain.’ price spent the rest of the week being a petty bastard

people used up all of simon’s earl grey? it’s just tea, lieutenant. lost one of his favourite knives on a mission? just a weapon, simon. simon learned never to touch that bloody hat ever again

or that time when gaz dared soap so swipe the hat from his head and bolt down the hallway whilst price was in the middle of an important conversation with laswell. once john caught up with him he was rewarded with 6 weeks of cleaning duty and getting his ass absolutely handed to him in front of the new recruits

gaz filmed the whole thing and showed it to everyone, earning 6 weeks of scrubbing floors on his knees right next to johnny

but when you have a bit too much to drink at whatever shithole bare they were drinking in and drag your captain on to the dance floor? he smiles and they think you’re about to be sent to an early grave

the sounds of roxette coming from the old jukebox send your body into a routine of seductive swaying. all eyes are on you especially when you reach up to grab his boonie hat from his head before placing it on your own

tipsy giggles leave your throat as you dance, taking the tumbler of scotch from his hand and taking a sip. tilting your head and biting your lip as you look at him

you’re laughing death in the face, the boys think. the captain is about to wipe that smirk off of your face and make you ever regret touching his beloved hat. you’re about to learn the painful lesson they all endured

or so they thought. john doesn’t do anything except stand there, arms folded over his chest in the middle of the room as he watches you with pure amusement, “better give that back, trouble…”

“or what, cap’n?” you giggle out, taking another sip of his drink. he takes a few steps forward before pulling you against his chest, his cheeks pulling up into a smile

“or i’ll take it from ya.” he chuckles, taking a hand up to pull the hat down over your eyes as he locks his arms around your waist, swaying you to the music

just a few feet away, the boys still sit at their booth. slouched in the booth with cross pours written across their faces,

“well, I guess it’s obvious who the favourite is.” johnny grumbles out as the other nod along in agreement

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i read somewhere that vikings used to gift new brides kittens and immediately thought of viking!simon and a little kitten

big man with small animal? absolutely yes i’m ovulating

c/w: none

you cannot and will not tell me that he will not pick the scrunkliest kitten known to man. little black scruffy thing tucked into his palms and he just puts it in your lap the day after your wedding. mumbles something about tradition before skulking off

he expects you to dump the thing on someone else, not even give little scruff a name. but to his surprise you’re absolutely in love with this little ball of fur. you don’t go anywhere without it, fashioning a little collar for it and speaking to it as if it were your own child

he doesn’t expect you to be in tears when you tell him that the cat didn’t come home last night :( that you’re worried a wolf got to it and you just miss your baby!

huffs and puffs as he hunts around the dark forest, looking for a kitten who may as well be invisible. breathes a sigh of relief when he finds the thing handing on a tree branch. he’d grab it by the scruff before beginning his trek back home,

“ya gave your mum a right scare. don’t do that again.” he’d grunt to the cat who just meows right back at him, tail swishing in the air

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#slutty waist #goofy ahh pose #cute smile 🥹 #🖍coffeebrown #🍮art reblog

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#i have a new obsession #gais #guys #hear me out. guys – #re 8's Chris Redfield. i 😞 #he owns my – #🍮art reblog #🖍coffeebrown #those BACKS YUMM #the trapezoid or whtv 😔 #i'd bite him(disrespectfully) #AKSSKSJHSJWS HIS BARE. HAIRY CHEST???? #IS THAT A SLIGHT POUT???? #i have been blessed by thou #i sincerely thank you for the meal. ma'am #it is scrumptious