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Diversity win! The killer hunting you has a pride charm!

#ah yes #sharing a private moment with a gay bubba #before he camps me uwu

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Okay so, Lethan idea. Instead of Ethan being normal during the Miranda fight, he went Feral Mold Thing Mode and Leon is the one who has to calm him down after so the BSAA doesn't kill him.

WAIT NO BECAUSE I LOVE THAT!!!! Leon awkwardly hugging moldy Ethan, trying not to pull a face as he pats his back and his hand gets covered in black sludge. He'd be all like "Look at Rosemary, not a scratch on her... you did it, Winters." Just trying to offer reassurance that it's finally over so Ethan will get out of feral mold man mode and the BSAA won't shoot him as soon as they leave the ceremony site.

Also... maybe I'm getting too fluffy with it, but I'm just thinking about Ethan asking Leon if he can personally take care of them once they leave the village and Leon saying yes being what finally makes him calm down completely. 🥺🥺 I actually need this plot to be a thing omg

#awww like #ahhhh thats so sweet ;-;

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Okay so. . . I am desperate and this is just like, the las thing I want to do, but I need money help. I'm in the hole -$200 in my bank account and don't get paid till next Friday, 10/29. I have expenses I need to pay for before then as well. Any help would be great, even if just a reblog.

My PayPal is locked because of bullshit so if you can spare anything go to my kofi page.

I hate asking, but here I am.

*sobs in a corner and just tries to keep from hving panic attacks*

#important stuff will reblog

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havent drawn much chris but it's bc I would draw his as a bottom and nobody's ready 4 that yet

#no im ready for this #please i am ready for this #ppl just dont get how comforting it is to see this big beefy man #being all submissive and breedable u-u

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Was thinking about how Ethan’s body is essentially made out of 100% fungus and he probably gets weird urges to do mold-like things, like consuming raw meat, eating dead leaves, and lying outside in the rain

#cursed and blessed opportunities #agreeing anyway #moldy man

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bunny ethan <:

#ahhh look at him :>

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re2make leon's moles... very cute

#his moles are so important ahhh #like #idc which version of leon im drawing #but he has to have his moles u-u

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if you wish...do you have any fluffy nivanfield hcs? your hcs and drabbles always make my day when they pop up on my dash :]

THANK YOU SO MUCHH; that's so sweet of you to say! I really appreciate it and am hella glad my work is able to brighten your day!!☺️ Here's the fluffy nivanfield!!

Weiterlesen

#awww them ;-; #those headcanons are so cute though ahhh #also piers in chris hoodies is smth ill never get tired of lmao

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Capcom literally put their whole dick and balls into Leon's glow up between og 2 and 4... they did that for us

#truly #the true start of them being horny for their chars #leon walked so ethans ass and eyelashes could run #why did i say this? questionable

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#more important stuff

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Chris and Leon have a shared Animal Crossing island and they each take turns managing it while the other one is gone for a mission.

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(Part 1) Ren and my saga of Leon as a sushi chef continues.

Ethan is a regular customer at Leon’s restaurant and buys sushi every Tuesday. One Tuesday, however, Ethan doesn’t show up as usual and Leon gets worried, so he decides to drive to Ethan’s house to check on him. That’s it; That’s the plot

#lethan #leon kennedy x ethan winters #its our stupid au and we know it doesnt make sense but we still love Leon and his little apron

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Just because he survived…doesn’t mean there will be a happy ending…

They were…he didn’t want to say good friends…but they were something a little more then just friends.

Hard not to get attached to someone who he has trained, compare fears and occasionally stay over at their house in a selfish desire to take a bit of the normalcy they had to offer for himself.

It wasn’t going to last, not in the life he lived…not with the way things played out…

The Winters home was no longer as opened to him as it once was, even if the two had separated, they split on fair terms. Most of their anger was directed at Chris for there to be any toward each other.

Mia and Ethan stayed close though, sharing the same house for now till a better option was available and Mia seemed to have deemed herself some sort of vengeful protector whenever Chris or anyone from his squad came over. Always watching them, slight snide remarks about their abilities, to her…their protection cost her everything she had tried to rebuild in the last three years.

Better then that then how Ethan acted, what once was a friendly atmosphere that greeted the Captain, was tense. The younger man always holding his body in a way that made it seem like he thought he was going to be attacked at any minute. Always having a hold on his daughter even if she had just been napping, picking her up to keep an eye on her. Eyes always flickering toward windows and doors to make sure there was an escape.

He no longer trusted them…him…to do right by his family…not when he still dreams of gunshots through broken windows, people who were supposed to protect his family instead tearing them apart, of someone he loved riddled with bullets and the face of a trusted friend taking his child away.

There used to be lazy days of visitation, open smiles and questions if he would like to stay just a little longer for dinner. Bright eyes that shined whenever a joke was passed after training, late night talks shoulder to shoulder, whispers of dreams that were now lost to them and possibilities they could take if they were brave enough.

Moments he ended too soon because of his dedication to his work, always sure there would be time another day, a mantra he has repeated for many things in his life. Those same things too slipped away, why would this be any different.

Perhaps there was still a chance to heal…

“This is a transfer for the Winters from your team’s protection, it is unnecessary for our elite to basically be on babysitting duty. The mother has agreed to run a term working for us, under heavy supervision at one of our foundations, Ethan and Rosemary Winters will be moved under the protection of a D.S.O. agent as a bridge between both agencies. Team Hound Wolf will return to their former duties without any further connections to the subjects and any form of communications to be lost immediately.”

“Don’t I get a say in this-"

“No, this is already in motion…listen Redfield…your one of the best if not the best out on the field but your decisions that at the time what was assumed to be ordinary civilians could’ve have cost their lives. The complete opposite of what your job detail was. That and your presence along with your teams is causing nothing but distress, we believe removing them from their current situation will be beneficial to all parties.”

“Can I at least know who they are going to?”

“…I’m not supposed to tell you but you are lucky your name carries weight…Leon Kennedy has volunteered to take in your assets…I’m not sure how he got those strings pulled but…at least you know they will be in good hands.”

“Just not my hands.”

“No…not anymore…”

There is no chance to say goodbye but at least he knows his friend is alive…

#oh wow today IS FILLED WITH SADNESS HUH #just the ending like ahhhh ;-; #that was such a good last sentence tho

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Ethan also has a beauty mark, which might I add, is passed down to rose.

YEAH OMG, I love it!! I think it's a really adorable detail that Capcom gave Rose and Ethan matching ones too!!!🥺 I am forever sad that Ethan didn't get to be a dork about them 'twinning', laughing when teen Rose calls him lame over it😂

Honestly, beauty marks are so cute to me in general!! I love Leon's in 2 remake as well! Someone made a mod to get rid of them and I was like "okay, but why?" LMAO

#those beatuy marks are important ahhhh #leon in re2 looks so cute with them ;-; #and now you just made me sad with the fact that Ethan can't be a dork about him and Rose twinning ahhh :cccc #but that's rly so so cute #important stuff ;-;

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I’ve seen so many posts about Chris Redfield so enjoy these little SFW Headcanons I’ve accumulated + thought of myself 💪🏻

Chris can’t handle spicy food. At all. If you make him something mild he’ll be a gentleman and finish it, but be crying on the toilet later

He isn’t ‘bad’ at math but it definitely isn’t his strong point

He did steroids in the past and Though he hasn’t touched them anymore, he definitely feels like he needs to keep his physique up. Whenever he gets the chance he will work out.

This man can EAT!! pussy no seriously he can eat a whole thanksgiving meal himself. Because of his strict workout routine he needs to consume a lot of food especially protein to keep his muscles intact.

He is lactose intolerant but will still drink a bottle of milk because “I need the protein”

Chris has a preference for dogs, he doesn’t really like cats. He’s like every other dad that says “we are not getting a cat >:( “ and a week later you see him and the cat cuddling.

Speaking of animals, his favorite are bears. When he was a little boy he had a teddy bear that he took everywhere and cuddled with every night, eventually when Claire got older he gave it to her for comfort. She has it somewhere now.

Chris is the type of guy where you can tease him and say “you can do anything you want with me ;)” and he will simply take you fishing.

He likes to BBQ and go fishing! This isn’t meant as an insult, I genuinely wish this man could live a normal life and do what he wants 🥺

He always wanted a big family

Chris is a huge rock fan. (No pun intended). Canonly he listens to QUEEN but he loves so much more! Eagles, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin are some of his faves but he appreciates 80’s rock bands too and of course early 2000’s rock like Linkin Park. He can also get behind some metal and alternative bands like avenged sevenfold, though he always prefers classic rock at the end of the day.

His favorite color is green and that hasn’t changed since he was a little boy!

He is (unfortunately) a chain smoker. He really wants to stop but every time he gets close to putting a cigarette down for good, something traumatic happens. It’s the only thing that can calm him down during missions.

His body is covered in scars and he even has a couple of stretch marks on his back from his muscles growing too quickly (when he did steroids)

Chris is partially color blind!

He is also left handed!

He doesn’t like crust on his sandwiches 😌

He gives the best hugs

Shoutout to @citrusdoll I got the grilling idea from your meme 😩🤌🏼 and I saw @thatgoblin mention Chris being color blind I believe! If I forgot to credit anyone lmk 🥰

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Hmmm, I’m curious. For the lycan Ethan au is there ever a time where Ethan snaps and transform into his final form (kinda like the other lords) to protect Leon or something. How would that play out?

OKAY SO YES!!! Although I'm going to preface this by saying that I don't think Ethan ever transforms to the point the lords do. When I write this AU I usually hc that he becomes like a cross between a human and an in-game lycan like @m0thhead drew a while back in this post.

I got a oneshot for u on the topic fkrnnrnr

How was Leon supposed to predict someone sneaking into his home during the early hours of the morning? It should've been nearly impossible to do, after all. His address was classified information outside of the D.S.O.; all mail went to a P.O. box even, just so he never needed to tell anyone exactly where he stayed. His security system was state of the art too, so much so that people had begun to call him paranoid...

And maybe he was. Ethan still had nightmares years later about the fact that a bioweapon had somehow replaced his now deceased wife, slept next to him without him knowing. Leon had refused to not take all precautions necessary to lessen the chances of something similar occurring; not that he had truly felt there there was a threat, but all the safety measures put Ethan at ease.

In the end it hadn't been enough it seems.

The situation he found himself in now was oddly reminiscent of his time spent in the Eastern Slav Republic, and Spain too. That is, in the sense that he'd once again found his hands zip tied behind him, sat on a chair in some dingy room. Ethan was behind him, still passed out it seemed based on the way his head rested heavily against Leon's.

How they got here was a blur, something Leon was quickly realizing while he tried to scan the room and come up with a plan before their captors came back. He remembers... smoke, and coughing as it hit his lungs. The alarm system didn't go off though; or at least, he doesn't remember the shrill screech it made whenever it was tripped. How'd they get around it? And was the gas released only meant to knock them out, or had something more sinister been in it?

Flashbacks to China and New York cross the agent's mind. Those viruses had caused mutations in less than a minute, but it wasn't impossible that scientists could've found a way to delay the onset of the virus' effects. His anxiety only increased more when he heard a key being inserted into the lock of the room him and his boyfriend were being kept in, followed by the jiggle of the handle.

"Eth! Ethan c'mon, you gotta wake up now," Panicked whisper yelling ensues to no avail, Ethan merely moaning tiredly in response without properly gaining consciousness.

The door opens, Leon's eyes narrowing as light spilled in through the doorway. The silhouette lingers for an eerie amount of time (which was probably just a few seconds but in a situation like this, it felt like longer), building anticipation on their identity as they stalled. The outline showed Leon was about to come face to face with a person of smaller stature, light glinting off blonde hair. They step forward, heels clicking, a hand reaching over to flick on a light. A low hum overhead could be heard and then with a couple second delay, the light finally illuminated the room.

The space looked like an outdated medical lab, as if the scientist who'd once run it had abandoned it and left it to rot and ruin. A woman, Leon now knew she was, slowly stalked toward him. She looked emotionless, dressed from head to toe in a skimpy leather get up and... hey, didn't he know her from somewhere?

Leon studies the blonde's face closely, trying to figure out what he'd done to scorn her or who she worked for. This felt oddly personal, why bother keeping him alive and dragging him here? Better yet, why take his boyfriend who had no clue about bioweapons beyond his own infection and the mold strains? Leon and her crossed paths once for sure since she was willing to go to such great lengths, the question was when.

The woman's gaze flicks over to Ethan for just a second before landing back on Leon again. A few more steps and she stood directly in front of him.

"Can I help you?" Leon huffs, his voice smug. A general rule of his was to never show weakness during a job, which really just translated into him being overly cocky in the face of danger. Regardless, in this case it helped him determine the information he wanted.

"Do you really not remember me, Leon Kennedy? Although, I guess to a murderer like you the day you killed my father was just another Saturday."

Leon's brows furrow, murderer? Well maybe if her father was infected... but still, who the hell was she? The agent scanned the room for clues, his sight landing on a metal cylinder marked with an 'A'.

A... A like Arias... wait, yes! Arias, and this was his little sidekick, Maria, right? She was said to be dead which made this a bit of a shock, not that it really mattered; at least Leon had a better read on the situation. She was probably operating out of an old lab belonging to her previous employer, or maybe squatting would be a better way of putting it. If she'd been here legally then the BSAA would've followed her paper trail.

Likely she was operating alone, looking for revenge after losing everyone else. At most she might have some low level B.O.W.s on her side but either way, the hardest part would be getting him and Ethan free before Maria started initiating her plan. Beyond that, waltzing out'll be a breeze...

Or at least it was going to he up until the moment Ethan made his consciousness known.

"Says the bitch who kidnapped someone,"

Leon's eyes went wide, mirroring Maria's.

"Excuse me? You're only here as a pawn, don't make silence you."

Leon found Ethan's hands, trying to hit them as hard as he could from within his binds as a signal to shut the fuck up. Except, it seemed Ethan didn't understand, or maybe just didn't care.

"You could try bu-"

"Your father was long gone; you think keeping him alive in the state Arias had him was something he would've wanted?" Leon was quick to cut his boyfriend off, shifting the focus...

And it worked maybe a little too well. Leon could hear the air being displaced long before he felt what was causing it. The woman's whole arm swung in an arc, getting power behind it before her hand met the agent's cheek. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room in a resounding crack, and Leon could feel the way Ethan flinched behind him.

Before Ethan could throw a fit (he could already hear the sharp inhale his lover did whenever he was about to rant), Leon awkwardly grabbed his hand and squeezed. It didn't even hurt really; stung a bit? Yes. Would leave a mark? Yes. But Leon had survived explosions, crashes, building collapses and countless encounters with bioterrorists, no way was he going to whine over a slap.

"That wasn't your decision to make," Maria grits out, the one red eye Leon could see without hair obstructing his view containing a look of pure rage. A single tear rolled down her cheek, lip curling up into a snarl and it probably hadn't been a good idea, but the agent opened up his mouth again anyway.

"It became my decision to make when he helped Arias commit a federal crime and became a national threat."

It happened fast, cool metal pressing to Leon's forehead in a mere couple seconds flat after he finished his sentence. The soft click of the guns safety going off sounded deafening in the silence of the abandoned lab, meanwhile Leon's hand promptly left Ethan's. He was feeling around, trying to see if the back of his chair would make it possible for him to break his ties somehow.

"I've done a lot of research on you, Kennedy- years worth, trying to find the perfect way to exact my revenge. I know you don't put much value in your life, but your boyfriend," –Maria's gun gestured toward Ethan before roughly being thrust against Leon's head once more– "He means the world to you. So I originally thought to get rid of him- leave you to feel the same pain I have all this time... except, you and your little government friends would hunt me down. You have too many resources to be left alive after finding out I faked my own death."

There was a pause then, nothing but the sound of chair legs clattering to rise above the thumping within Leon's chest. Ethan strained against his binds, squirming as if he'd be able to break free. Heavy breathing picked up and the agent was well aware it wasn't from physical exertion; he can imagine the tears streaming down Ethan's face, thrust back into another dangerous situation because he had a bad habit for picking partners with shitty jobs.

"So maybe I should leave your boyfriend to suffer the burden of your poor choices... that'd hurt a lot more wouldn't it?"

She was right, but there was nothing that could be done now. Even if Leon fought back, all it'd do is prolong the inevitable without a way to properly free himself. It seemed he was slated to join the list of people Ethan had lost; he just hoped his boyfriend knew how loved he was and how damn hard Leon had tried to avoid putting him in a situation like this. He needs to apologize, make sure Ethan knows he's sorry because he deserved that bit of closure at least- he needed to know.

Leon swallowed hard, shifting in his seat as he tried to compose himself. He'd always known his job would lead to his untimely demise but it was so goddamn hard to face it like a man when he could hear sniffles behind him.

This is why he'd avoided getting to close to anyone all those years before meeting Ethan; it was one thing to die alone, but to leave behind the person he'd bought a ring for was something completely different. Leon'll never get to give it to him now; shit, it'll be so depressing to find whenever Ethan works up the courage to go through his stuff too.

The agent shuffled his foot as he worked up the courage to say what was sure to be his final words- except he was met with some sort of resistance. Blue eyes glanced down, catching sight of black sludge pooling forward from behind him. It was viscous and reminiscent of the mold in both Dulvey and Romania... wait, was it coming from Ethan?

"Fuck you," Ethan spoke thickly, voice filled with emotion as it wavered. The tickle of something soft briefly brushed against Leon's hand at the same time, and even more odd yet was the face of horror Maria wore.

"W-what are you?"

There was the sound of something snapping behind Leon, and suddenly movement as... Ethan stands? Did he break the zip tie that easy? Even Leon, a trained agent, hadn't been able to do that. Maria's fast, a byproduct of her infection as she shifts her gun to left side of Leon. He can see motion from the corner of his eye as his boyfriend must be walking forward and a glance to the side raises more questions than the answers it provides.

Ethan freed himself at the expense of undergoing a change. Black mold oozed from his skin, his shirt now ripped where what Leon would best describe as fins had appeared. Most of his body had grown a fluffy layer of fur, some of it being matted down by tendrils of goo- not at all unlike the substance that spilled over the floor.

Leon now understand Maria's intimidation. She tried to move back as Ethan drew closer, but the mold at her feet prevented her from doing so. Her gun was now unsteady in her hands and she fired at shot at Ethan.

Leon yelled for his boyfriend, eyes wide as he struggled with more urgency. Except Ethan didn't flinch, and he didn't really bleed much either. The spot he'd been hit looked like he'd simply suffered a scrape. In fact, he actually looked annoyed by the inconvenience of it all.

Somehow Leon had long forgot that his boyfriend had been infected. In his defence, Ethan looked normal! He had some quirks that most likely stemmed from Miranda subjecting him to her lycan experimentation, but they'd become so normal that the agent didn't really think of them as side effects. Never before had something like this happened- Ethan shifting he means.

As much as Leon knew he should be worried about this progression, he couldn't help but think it was really fucking badass to see Ethan in his current state.

"You're lucky we don't have the same idea of revenge. I'll give you one chance to leave."

Leon should argue, because that's a bioterrorist and she's going to get away at this rate! But he doesn't, he can't find it in him to ask Ethan to take any drastic measures after everything he's already been through, nor do they have any way of restraining her at this very moment. In the end, Maria makes Leon and Ethan's decision simple though.

The gun points back at Leon, and it seems she wants to take them both down now that her plan isn't exactly working out. Her finger is about to squeeze down on the trigger, until Ethan practically tackles her that is. The weapon clamours to the ground and a fight occurs- the two wrestling for just a moment before the lycan ends the battle by encasing the woman in mold. She's alive, yet entirely contained and... damn, Ethan was far more capable than Leon had thought.

He doesn't break a sweat, Leon notices that when Ethan rushes to his side. A sharp claw is used to break the tie around the agent's wrists, and immediately Ethan's jumping into his arms. After such an intense display it's funny to see the lycan acting so submissive, and any other time Leon would have a smart ass remark about it; yet he says nothing in this case, instead just rubbing circles into his boyfriend's back comfortingly.

Ethan sobs, face buried in Leon's neck; his tears soak through the agent's shirt (thank God he actually wore one to bed), triggering the apology that hadn't been given earlier.

"I'm so sorry," the words come out soft, and Leon doesn't even really know what else to say. He's almost certain there's no phrase he could string together that would properly convey the severity of this situation and the depth of his guilt.

Ethan nods in acknowledgment and turns his head toward the woman he'd managed to capture- alive at that, because even in the worst situations he still doesn't believe in unnecessary violence.

"We'll call Chris, her case was originally a BSAA one anyway."

Another nod as Leon stood, Ethan following him upward without letting go. Even as they made steps toward the door, the lycan was latched onto Leon's side. His grip was actually borderline painful, but after everything, the agent felt it was only fair he at least put up with the tight squeeze. As Leon found a phone and called Chris, the hold on him was constant- the same remaining true as they wait for the man to actually show up.

It was almost as if Ethan was nervous Leon would slip away if he were to let go for even a second. Based on the way he openly admitted how scared he was, it probably wasn't a long shot to believe that though. Sitting together on the front stoop of the building, Ethan straddles Leon waist, curling up against his chest as he shivers.

"You were pretty tough back there."

Ethan's face unburies from the front of Leon's shirt, half of it was covered in mold but that didn't stop the agent from cupping his boyfriend's cheek.

"Leon, I'm a monster."

Ah, so it seems the shock of Ethan's final form didn't just belong to Leon alone, only serving to add onto the stress of tonight's events.

"A cute one," the agent responds with a chuckle, only to earn a pout and a light push to his shoulder. "No, really. It's not that bad. You're already shedding, I don't even think it's permanent."

It was true, light blonde fur was falling out in clumps- the mold sludge melting away too without being replaced by more. If Leon had to take a guess, it looks as if tense emotions trigger the change, and calming down reverses it. His theory is very easily proven right when it takes just a few more gentle coos and about fifteen minutes for Ethan to return to normal.

"Hey, remind me to never piss you off." 

"Shut up, Leon," Ethan's voice was muffled by the agent's shirt.

Leon couldn't help but laugh, light and breathy as if they weren't waiting to be questioned and undoubtedly tested for any new infections. Gently, Leon presses a kiss to the top of his boyfriend's head, happy to simply be alive and together.

What a fucking night.

#sjsjsjs she rly went out there planning her revenge for years only for ethan to destroy her big moment :') #ok but srsly tho lycan ethan ahhh ;-; i just love the idea ok? #and him snapping and just being kinda badass and all that #and leon being cute? afagsga #perfect :') #forbidden small fur man #also the part with the ring rly hurt like :') just the idea of ethan going through leons stuff only to find the ring like #no #just no