#ethan winters fanfic

[beneathstarryskies]

9 with Ethan Winters plz!

Warnings: fem!reader, it's mostly fluffy, making out, grinding

It’s all a fog in his mind. One moment the two of you were on the couch watching a movie, then the next your mouth was on his. Your mouth is warm and soft against him, then wet as your tongues start rubbing together tentatively. Before he knows it, you’re straddling his lap. He realizes he’s the one who put you there and his whole body breaks out into an aroused flush. Your chest presses against his as you let your kisses trail along his jawline and down to his neck. You nip and suck gently on the junction where his neck meets his shoulders. The moan he lets out is so needy it’s almost pitiful. 

“Are you okay?” you ask, worried that maybe it’s too much too soon. 

“More than okay,” he answers breathlessly before pulling you in for another kiss. 

The movie still plays, long forgotten, in the background. The two of you kiss and explore one another in ways you’d always wanted to, but neither had been brave enough to initiate until now. There was always something that stopped you from making a move on him, but you just couldn’t hold in your feelings anymore. When you’d kissed him, there was a part of you that was expectant of his rejection. You were so sure of it, that for the brief moment between your lips meeting his and him pausing to take it in you’d almost sunk in on yourself. Then, he’d kissed you back like you were the air he needed to survive. 

His hands soothe gently down your back before settling on your ass. In a moment of boldness, he squeezes gently. This time you’re the one moaning for him. He gives your soft ass another firm squeeze. He uses the grip he has to guide you to grind against the growing bulge in the front of his pants. The firm bulge rubs right against your needy slick and makes you shudder softly. 

“Do you like that?” he asks with a knowing smirk. 

You nod eagerly, “I want more.” 

“Me too,” he agrees before rolling you over. 

You hold onto him as he presses your back against the couch. Your fingers curl through his soft, blond hair. He makes sure to spread your thighs so he can slot himself between them. The whole time the two of you are making out, you’re grinding against one another. When he’s too busy sucking at the tender skin of your neck, you pinch yourself once just to make sure this isn’t a dream.

#ethan winters x reader #ethan winters fanfic #ethan winters x fem!reader #ethan winters

[shnargo]

(un)lucky? | pigeonholed (pt.1)

pairings: ethan winters x cadou-ified!reader (more on that later lol) warnings: mild descriptions of violence & gore (it is RE8 after all) word count: 759 a/n: so i'm in the process of writing this and frankly have no idea how long this might end up because i decided to begin it on a whim. i have a general idea of following the canon plotline for this series, but i'm open to suggestions and ideas to add :)

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Its skull all but burst when he unloaded his last bullet into the lycan's head, splattering rotted brain bits and blackened blood all over his hoodie and tan jacket. Disgust sounded in his throat as he wiped as much of it off as he could. You’d think the horror show that was Dulvey, Louisiana was enough trauma for a lifetime, several lifetimes frankly, but the universe had other plans it seemed. So here he was, knee deep in snow, rubble, and miscellaneous gore in the middle of a forest somewhere in Eastern Europe. A shuffling noise sounded around the corner, and he tried not to voice his disdain as he pulled out his knife. Maybe he could get the upper hand on this one if he could sneak up behind it—

A bird. No, not like the crows that cawed at him incessantly when he was walking through the trees, it was a pigeon that was wrapped up in netting, laying pitifully on the floor. It looked like any sky rat he’d seen in the cities, with a checkered pattern on its wings and its dilated eyes. Somehow it hadn’t caught any adverse attention despite its flapping around in its attempt to escape from its netted demise. While it could have been a trap, he honestly just felt bad for it. It frankly looked like it hadn’t the slightest clue of what was going around it, or really of anything at all. He sighed. 

“Hey little guy, need some help?” He knelt over the bird, and it paused in its escape attempt as if acknowledging his voice. However, it soon went wobbling around till it flopped onto its backside. Humor tugged at his lips at how out of place the poor thing was, and he reached down and gently grabbed the net to not startle it. “I’m gonna cut you free, buddy. Try to keep still.” It almost seemed to listen, pausing again, but maybe it recognized the danger of a knife as he went about cutting the bird free. As soon as he pulled the knife away once he was finished, the pigeon jostled about, basically kicking the net off before giving it as much of a stink eye as a bird could before tilting its head at him in classic fashion. “There you are. You’d better be more careful next time, huh?” It cooed back in response, before turning around and walking off… straight into the door of a nearby building. He stared at it, stunned, and he couldn’t keep from barking out a laugh as the bird fell to the side in a daze. 

“What did I just say, bud?” Other than a light nudge of his hand, he did little to help the little guy back up as it came to its senses before flying off. He noticed a little falter in its flight pattern though, some of its feathers were clipped. He had his doubts that the bird would survive, but really he could say the same for himself. He entered the building the bird stumbled into and to his relief, found a generous heap of bullets. Maybe he’d be just fine for a little while longer, and who knows? Maybe he’d come across that silly little pigeon again elsewhere too. 

You could feel the heat fluttering in your chest as your wings just barely managed to allow you to find purchase on a sturdy enough branch. He was an outsider. Mother Miranda always warned you against straying too far, but your curiosity couldn’t be contained. So naturally, she clipped your wings. Luckily (or unluckily?) that resulted in your unfortunate entanglement with that despicable netting, but led to you meeting him. Him. His hands were warm, radiating heat as he helped you to freedom. Strangers weren’t nice, they weren’t supposed to be! So why did he go out of his way to help you? He could have left you for dead, well, to lay in the snow for a few more hours at least. But he helped you. He looked at you with nothing but mirth and kindness in those mesmerizing eyes of his... He even called you a friend, his buddy! That’s why you directed him towards extra supplies in the house, playing dumb so he wouldn’t catch on— but also because you lost your footing after laying about for so long. The wind whistled, sending a cold chill through your feathers, but you allowed it to lead you off the tree and lend some guidance towards the castle. There was a family meeting today, you were certain, and maybe you could help him just a little bit more. 

#ethan winters x reader #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #ethan winters #ethan winters fanfic #ethan winters imagine #re8 fanfiction #re8

[anasanthology]

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WARNINGS: NSFW 18+ MDNI (I don’t care who reads just if your account age is set to under 18 don’t interact please) oral fixation, solo male masturbation, soft dom!Ethan Winters, porn with little plot, pretty tame, fem-specific gendered terms and anatomy. Not proofread.

Notes: I haven’t been here in forever… 🫣 sorry guys! Didn’t mean to abandon this account I just had a lot that’s been going on since I started it! I hope you guys like this fic 😁 enjoy lovelies!!! 💕

2.1k words | Ethan Winters x AFAB!reader

‘Yes!’

He grinned when he saw the notification on his phone and went to sit at his desk. He turned his computer on and looked up the account.

Ethan was never the kind of guy that was too into porn. That was until one day he came across a girl online, CameraShy070408. There was just something about her that left him wanting like he had never wanted before. (He also enjoyed how ironic her name was). She didn’t really have many followers, but he kinda liked that in a weird parasocial way. It was like she was his. He often tried to block out the fact that other men could see her like he did… Maybe he was weirdly parasocial with this girl.

After a while he started checking her account every night, which left him feeling a little desperate and pervy, especially when she hadn’t posted. He ended up just biting the bullet and turning notifications on. I mean, it wasn’t like he followed a million porn accounts. Really, hers was the only one he followed and the rest was engineering and game stuff. So he decided to take the plunge and prayed that no one would be looking at his phone when he got a notification. Ethan felt a lot better about himself now that he wasn’t actively checking this account every night. (Even though he’d still scroll through his notification board once or twice just to be sure he didn’t miss it, but that he was able to rationalize).

Luckily, tonight she had posted. The video preview was her holding a pink dildo in front of her palm. The caption read, “Feeling really sick ;( but I heard orgasms improve the immune system :).” Ethan moved his hand to sit on his upper thigh in anticipation. It wasn’t until he clicked on it that he realized there was a problem.

His mouth fell open and he just blinked at the screen, hitting the spacebar to pause the video.

No way.

No fucking way.

He sat completely rigid just staring at his computer, his hand sitting tensed up on his thigh. No way it was you. His face was lit up from his computer. A slight pounding in the back of his head from sitting in front of a computer screen all day at work, something he was used to now. It couldn’t be. The image of a woman’s hips displayed on his screen, paused mid-turn to show her right side. A long fine line tattoo stretching from her lower waist down to her mid thigh. The same tattoo he saw peeking out of the top of your skirt when you stretched earlier. He just couldn’t believe it was you. His sweet, quiet, friendly coworker…

You were the girl he had been watching?

Ethan bit his lip and just blinked up at the screen. His dick was already hardening from just seeing your handle pop up on his phone like some kind of deviant Pavlovian response. His hand started slowly moving up to his crotch. ‘This is wrong.’ His hand got closer… ‘I should click off.’ And closer… ‘She wouldn’t want me to see this.’ His mind was screaming at him to close out of the page but every cell in his body just wanted him to keep going. He wouldn’t admit it—not even to himself—but knowing that this girl he watched was you… it made it even better. Of course he was attracted to you, but that wasn’t completely it. Ethan got to see a part of you that no one else knew about. Whether it was the people at work or the people on twitter, he knew something they didn’t and it was exhilarating. Now it was really like you were his. He started to undo his buckle causing his face to heat up at the predicament he was leaving himself in. He knew how guilty he would feel after, how guilty he would feel going into work, how guilty he would feel every time you smiled at him, but he couldn’t stop. No. He could, he just didn’t want to. The aroused part of his brain just wanted to get off, and get off to you. At this point, even if it mattered to him how wrong it was it didn't matter as much as fisting his cock to a video of you. ‘It was your choice. You made the video for people to see. It’s not like he’s watching something you didn’t want anyone to look at.’ He tried to rationalize it but it didn’t make it feel any less wrong… and a part of him liked that. There was something so taboo about this situation that he couldn’t help but love.

‘I won’t treat her any different. As long as it stays in my head, who cares?.’ 

Now that made sense to him. It’s okay as long as he doesn’t let it affect his or your work relationship. That thought gave him the go ahead he needed to let himself fall completely into pleasure seeking. He slipped his underwear down just enough to pull himself out. A soft hiss could be heard as he grabbed his cock and looked back up to the computer screen. Your pretty curves still illuminated his face and reflected on his eyes. He unpaused the video and slumped back in his chair. He let it all but consume him.

Now he was committed.

You finished turning and leaned forward to display your wet pussy to the camera. He started pumping himself and swiping his thumb over his rosy leaking tip as he watched you. The image of your finger gliding over your hole would be something he could never forget. He closed his eyes and groaned as he forced himself to just rub at his tip like your fingers swiped up and down your cunt. If there was any doubt in his mind that this was you, it was completely gone now. He recognized your red and black nails—which he complimented—that you came into work with the other day. The nail polish was patchy from how you’d bite it off as you worked at your desk. He could still remember seeing you try to shake off a wet plastic rhinestone that had gotten stuck on your finger after you had accidentally bit it off. God… you had this horrible habit of putting everything in your mouth. You would be listening to him speak about something and be sucking and licking on your favorite pen cap. Looking right at him as your cute pink tongue slipped between your lips, it always drove him insane. He opened his eyes back up only to see your fingers rubbing your clit and covered in slick.

“Oh fuck.” A soft whine fell from his lips. He felt overstimulated from the way he was touching himself, but he always preferred doing it like he was touching the girls he would watch. His eyes scanned over your body and he couldn’t help but want more from you. He wished you’d show your face on camera so that he could see you put your wet fingers in your mouth. The thought made his eyes roll back for a second because he knew that that was something you would most certainly do. All the times you’d bite and chew on your fingers mindlessly as you worked, reading reports and documentation on your screen… Why would he think you’d do anything different? Shit. Now he was imagining you at work. All he could think of was you touching yourself at your desk. He knew he should stop now but the floodgates have opened and he just can’t go back. His cock ached at the thought of seeing you bent over your desk with your skirt hiked up to your waist. Fingers fucking your pussy as you sucked and licked on that click pen you have while you just stare at him. On his computer screen you grabbed your pink dildo and started running it along your slick to cover it in wetness. He brought his hand up to spit on it before rubbing it along the underside of his cock. After a second you started slipping it in slowly, pulling it back and re-angling it to try and get it inside you easier. It was hot seeing you struggle to stuff your tight little cunt. The video didn’t have sound but he imagined your sweet desperate whines. He thought about your pretty voice just begging to have something inside you, begging him. 

‘Ethan, please. Please just need your cock inside me. Wan’ it so bad.’

 You finally slipped it inside and started pumping it in and out while you used your other hand to rub your clit. 

‘Thank you, Ethan. Thank you, thank you thankyou…’

He started fisting his cock in rhythm with the dildo you were using. He pretended the ‘shlick schlick’ noises coming from his hand were coming from you touching yourself. His mind went back to you bent over your desk as he watched your video. Thinking about you fingering yourself and begging for his cock while he refused to give it to you. In his mind, you could be a whiny needy girl who loved it when he told you no and teased you. His spit bubbled and mixed with the pre-cum streaming from his tip as he sped up his pace when he saw that’s what you did. He just threw his head back and closed his eyes. 

“Good girl… yeah, take it.” He whispered into the near silent room. His thoughts were everywhere, putting you in different positions, different situations. The only common denominator was you, he wanted you. “Cum on my cock, pretty girl. Mhm, do it. Fuck yourself on it.” He gritted his teeth and winced as he felt the cum inside his cock. He wanted to finish inside you. He thought about holding you down on your desk as he pushed roughly into you while you just laid there crying and begging for him.

‘Mmph, Ethan, ‘s too much. Please-‘

That pushed him over the edge. The thought of your needy body trying to fuck back on him while you begged him to stop. The thought of you not knowing what you really wanted cause you were so far gone. He kept pumping himself and soon white stripes painted his fingers. “Oh, oh f-fuck. Mmph!” His other hand instinctively went to cover his face and he just kept stroking till his cock was spent. He just sat in his chair for a bit breathing heavily. He opened his eyes and paused your video. The room was completely silent. ‘What did I just do?’ He bit his lip and sighed. ‘What is wrong with me?’

Bzzt bzzt

He felt his phone vibrating in his pocket and pulled it out (with his non-cum covered hand). He read the name and took a deep breath. This had to be some kind of cruel joke. He accepted the call.

“Hey, it’s late… is something wrong?” You could hear how tired his voice sounded on the call.

“Oh, did I wake you up? I’m sorry, Ethan.” Your voice was quiet and it sounded like you were struggling to talk a little.

“Um… yes, but I’m glad you did. I came home and took a nap on the couch and if I would’ve stayed like that all night my whole body would be aching tomorrow.” Liar. He laughed softly as he spoke, trying to ease his slight paranoia at you knowing what he was doing.

“Well, I’m still sorry. Uh-I was just calling to tell you I won’t be at work tomorrow. I’m sick. Now that I think about it this probably could’ve just been said in an email or text… I’m not thinking very straight right now, I apologize.” He couldn’t keep his mind off how whiny you sounded and he could feel himself getting hard again. ‘Stop, stop, stop!’ He felt like he was gonna cry.

“It’s okay, I hope you feel better. Stay home as long as you have to and don’t worry about work, I’ll take care of it.” His voice was soft and understanding.

“Oh thank you, Ethan. You’re the best.” You smiled a little. He really was always so caring whenever you got sick or something came up. “Well I’m gonna get off here and sleep off my fever. Goodnight, Ethan.”

“Goodnight.” He gave you a faint smile even though you couldn’t see it. He set his phone face down once you hung up and sighed. He looked down at his hardened cock and he just closed his eyes and shook his head. ‘Why?’ He stood up and walked to the bathroom to clean up as he cursed himself.

How would he face you at work?

#anasanthology #anyas world #anya’s world #fanfic #ethan winters fanfic #ethan winters re7 #ethan winters imagine #ethan winters x reader #ethan winters #re7 fanfiction #re8 fanfiction #re8 ethan winters

[poisonousash]

How Ethan is portrayed in ship fics:

Mithan

Alcithan

Winterfield

Lethan

Wintersberg

#ethan winters #karl heisenberg #chris redfield #alcina dimitrescu #mia winters #leon s kennedy #resident evil 8 #re8 #re8 village #resident evil 8 village #re8 fanfiction #resident evil ships #ships #ao3 fanfic #ao3 stuff #winterfield #lethan #mithan #winterberg #alcithan

[batty-writes-fanfic]

♡ Riding Ethan Winters NSFW Drabble ♡ 

NSFW MDNI!!

Character: Ethan Winters

Word Count: 0.8k

Warnings: AFAB reader, reader can be read as gender-neutral kinda???, Dom-ish!reader, Sub!Ethan, we call him "Ethan Whimpers" for a reason around here, unprotected sex, creampie, p in v smut, no use of y/n, use of pet names (baby, pretty boy, good boy), reader takes place of Mia as Ethan's partner

(probably OOC forgive me)

Author's Note: Wrote this as a request for a good friend of mine, and kinda ran with it! Also this is my second time ever writing any type of smut so forgive me if it sucks man.

He looked so pretty underneath you, his face a painting of pure bliss as you rocked your hips against his. He had one hand on your hip and the other grasping at the sheets as he whimpered out praises. “Fuck baby…..’ts so good.” His words were falling out like a waterfall due to the amount of pleasure you were bringing him with each drag of your hips. 

It was honestly funny how this whole scenario played out, he had gotten home from a long and grueling day at work, feeling like nothing had gone right. It started as an innocent cuddle session, with you petting his hair and kissing all over his cheeks and nose, tracing every small imperfection on them with your lips. Then those kisses traveled lower and lower until before you knew it you were slowly pulling down his boxers and licking up his pretty cock. He had a couple prominent but sensitive veins that when touched by your fingers and tongue made him unravel quicker than anything else.

Back to the moment at hand however, your body on top of Ethan’s, his face was so beautiful as his brows were knitted together and his eyes closed shut tightly. You dipped your head down to capture his lips in a soft and tender kiss, his hands letting go of your hip and the sheets to gently grab at the back of your neck and cheek. The kiss was gentle and innocent compared to the sinful actions being committed with each roll of your hips. He moaned into your mouth with every single drag of your tight cunt against his dick, every so often clenching around it deliberately which forced out a long string of whimpers as he felt himself be brought closer and closer to the edge.

His hands left your face and neck to grasp at the sheets below as you picked up your pace in riding his aching cock. “F-fuuuck….” A small stuttered out moan coming from his puffy kissed out lips as you lean back to take in the sight below you. “Fuck, fuck fuck-“ Quick whimpers coming from his lips as the tip of his cock kept kissing your cervix due to the position.

 Every lift and drop of your hips hitting the perfect spot inside your body. “S-so good Ethan -fuck- you feel so good, my good boy.” The praises slipping out of your mouth brought him to release as his hands twisted the sheets below. You could see the prominent veins on his hands almost bulging as his knuckles turned white from the strength of his grip. 

You could feel the waves of white hot cum paint the walls of your tight pussy as you kept going to bring yourself to completion. The overstimulation causing him to moan and whimper even more:

“Too much -fuck- baby- too much-“

His pleas going unheard as you brought your own fingers down to rub at your puffy clit as you kept rocking your hips on top of his. He couldn’t deny how pretty you looked as you moaned out every single praise in the book towards him and his cock. “You’re such a Pretty Boy, such a Good Boy, god-“ He let go of the sheets and brought up his toned arms and hands to cup your tits, squeezing them softly as your hips began to stutter.

After a few more squeezes and a few more drags of your hips he felt your pussy tighten around him causing him to moan and whimper even more than before. Within a few moments your orgasm crashed over you like a tsunami, you swore you could see stars flash behind your eyes in the midst of the storm. You sat on top of him panting for a moment with his now partially hard dick still inside, his hands slightly shaking as they still kept their grip on your tits; after a few moments his hands left and pulled you down so he could kiss your soft lips, mumbling praises in between. 

“So good to me baby, so pretty and sweet all for me.” He murmured softly between kisses as he slipped out of you with a lift of your hips, the feeling of his cum dribbling out reminding you of the pleasure both of you just experienced together. You moved to get up and grab a washcloth to clean up but were quickly pulled down by the tightening of his arms on your waist. “Stay.” He mumbled as he pressed his face into the crook of your neck as you sighed and smiled softly. “Yes baby, I’ll stay for you, my good boy….” And with that, you fell asleep in each other's embrace.

#resident evil #ethan winters #ethan winters smut #ethan winters x reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut #fanfic drabble #batty writes

[khenqart]

FILE #33 - khenq - Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) [Archive of Our Own]

Snippets following Ethan through the events of RE7, but Leon is also there. They both have feelings about that.

#resident evil #resident evil biohazard #resident evil 7 #re7 #ethan winters #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #ethan x leon #lethan #fanfic #writingtagthisis

[seventhcirclesbian-art]

Chapter 6 Art for Drown the Specter

That coat was too damn hard to draw in that pose so I forwent it.

As per usual, the link to the fic in question ---

#digital art #my art #wintersberg #ethan winters #karl heisenberg #resident evil heisenberg #resident evil #resident evil village #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 link #fanart

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

this is the entirety of the wintersberg community when someone brings up the times karl has harmed ethan in canon

(its me, im the wintersberg community)

#ethan winters #karl heisenberg #wintersberg #OK BUT… #acknowleging it is even funnier #because if i were ethan every time karl wpuld get into a argument id lift my shirt #what were u saying? #huh? huh? #i cant hear u over the PERMENANT SCAR U GAVE ME #thats what i thought #now go do the dishes #i love them #im sorry #im gonna make that a comic #karl is a little messed up and i like it #this blonde guy is soooo cute im going to put him in my werewolf pit :3 #hes so deranged #idk if theres fanfics like this out there but there should be one where ethan scolds him like a bad dog for all the things he does #he needs to apologize #(saying this even though i dont read fanfic)

[pinemangoart]

I am once again asking you to read @ladyananas mushrooms and magnets because I just caught up and I am!!! Not okay!!!! They are lovers with slight religious imagery your honor

#heisenberg x ethan #karl heisenberg x ethan winters #wintersberg #ethan winters #karl heisenberg #lord Heisenberg #resident evil village #re8 #resident evil 8 #fanfic #fanart

[seventhcirclelesbian]

Some misc doodles for my fanfic.

Theres another chapter btw

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2817274

#Karl Heisenberg #lord heisenberg #ethan winters #Rose Winters #Rosemary Winters #Donna Beneviento #resident evil #Res Evil #resident evil village #resident evil heisenberg #resident evil donna #cw: gore #doodles #sketch #Fanart #my art #digital art #fanfic

[apollodarling-writes]

should i write a multi- series fic based on this pause game?

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy re2 #jill valentine #carlos oliveria x reader #claire redfield #leon resident evil #resident evil 2 #resident evil x reader #resident evil leon #resident evil #resident evil remake #ada wong #sheva alomar #ashley graham #albert wesker #chris redfield #ethan winters #fanfic #resident evil 4 #resident evil ada wong #resident evil chris #resident evil claire #resident evil carlos #resident evil ethan winters #resident evil albert wesker #resident evil ashley #resident evil fandom #resident evil fanfiction #x reader

[anasanthology]

Low key think I’m gonna finish the Leon fic I started a couple days ago 🧐 wanted to post that one first cause I figured it’d get more traction but I couldn’t resist my moldy man 💕 Ethan 😭😭😭

Updated: Posted

#anasanthology #anyas world #anya’s world #leon kennedy #ethan winters #resident even fanfiction #leon kennedy fanfic #Ethan winters fanfic

[labrxnth]

REverse Headcannons- Sick Partner (Ethan Winters)

How Chris, Leon, Jill, Claire, Wesker, Ethan, Carlos and Heisenberg react to (y/n) being home sick. (Gender Neutral Reader)

Ethan Winters (Pre RE7): Ethan was typing meticulously away at his laptop. Other than a big project he was working the logistics for, the work day was pretty slow and he was just waiting to get back home. You wouldn't have been home for awhile, so he was thinking about what to make for dinner. His phone started vibrating, looking down he saw that you were calling.

"Hey honey, what's up?" He asked.

"Ethan, I'm getting sent home," He could hear how nasally your voice sounded. "Big man thinks I'm sick, sent me home."

"I'll be right there," Ethan replied.

"No. I'm fine, babe, you can stay at work," You said.

"I'm done passing the project on anyways. The rest of the day I'd just be staring at spread sheets until my eyes bled," He chuckled and packed his laptop into his backpack.

"Ethan, I'm fine, I'm serious,"

"I can hear you, you're definitely not fine. Prepare to be pampered when I get home," He chuckled and grabbed his keys.

"Okay," You quietly resigned.

"Don't you dare try to cook for yourself, I'll be home in 10 minutes," He said, waking through the building.

"Okay, babe,"

"Just get changed into comfy pjs. I'll make sure you won't have to lift a finger,"

"Okay, babe,"

"The only thing that you should be doing right now is relaxing... and drinking water," Ethan pushed. He made his way into the car.

"Okay, babe," You chuckled. "I know how to treat a cold."

"I've seen you get to work with worse," He replied. "I'm serious, change into pjs, relax on the couch, and drink water. I'll take care of everything else."

"Thanks, Ethan," You said softly.

"Don't thank me, it's my job to take care of you. I love you,"

"Love you too," You replied.

The rest of the day was spent with you on the couch wrapped in blankets. Ethan waited on your every need, going into domestic overdrive. After you ate, he sat with you on the couch, rubbing your back soothingly as you fell asleep; he then carried you to bed and cuddled you.

Ethan did get sick, but was just sweaty and sniffly the next day. He thought it was worth it to take care of you and the two of you got a day off of work together.

#Ethan winters #ethan winters x reader #ethan winters x you #resident evil fanfic

[demelly]

whats ur welcome home au about?

Its different from re7 in that the bakers love ethan like a son, to an obsessive degree. Eveline wants ethan to be apart of the family because she knows mia likes him and thinks she wants him around but she rlly doesnt, she wants ethan to be as far away from this place as possible haha. Eveline keeps ethan around at the bakers while she holds mia on the boat and makes her be her mommy. promising mia that shes keepin ethan safe this way, but ethans like the furthest thing from safe right now bahjaha and mia definetly knows that since she was there too, ethans getting absolutely no answers from the bakers about mia to any degree he wants to believe shes not dead but it becomes harder the longer he stays trapped there. The bakers are very creepy about the son thing fr saying shit like "our little girl brought you to us" <3 <3 <3 and creepy shit like that. Ethans so grossed out by it but he's got potentially finding mia keep his dwindling morale up, looking for her and looking for an exit. But its hard to even think about trying to escape when jacks coddling and looming over him constantly slash neg hahhaha. it becomes harder for ethan to continuing fighting over time hes stubborn as hell so it takes a while but especially after the bakers have drilled it in his head that mias dead to get him to stop fighting them so much. ethans fighting sprit plummets, hes terrfied of the bakers he becomes to scared to fight them and eventually he just,

doesnt want to leave anymore.

#welcome home re7 au #welcome home re7 #RE7 #resident evil biohazard #welcomehomere7au #theres alot ALOT more too it but we'd be here all day if i explained the entire plot #plus idk me and pincer might make a fanfic or a comic one day #re7 #ethan winters #ethan winters re7 #jack baker #margurite baker #lucas baker #maybe ill make like a tumblr post with character descriptions or something

[simping-for-joe]

We're Human Afterall

Ethan shuts his eyes trying to ignore the way his hands shake and his chest rises and falls. He needed to calm down, why was he even freaking out? God, he was so useless sometimes. He felt himself hit the floor, and squeezed his eyes shut. Trying to calm his racing thoughts. At this point, he just wanted to go home. Maybe, it would have been better off if he hadn't accepted Chris' offer for training.

"You okay?" An unfamiliar voice broke through his panic. He looks up to see an older-looking man, he had to be in his forties. He had long dirty blonde bangs that covered part of his face. Despite this, he had striking blue eyes. He wore a leather jacket, which causes Ethan to think he wasn't BSAA. Even Chris basically wore their logo everywhere.

"I...not really..." Ethan sighs out, the man looks around before sigh taking a seat next to him.

"You and me both," he huffs out. Now that the man mentioned it, he did look exhausted. Bags that were just beginning to fade under his eyes. "So... you want to talk about it?" Ethan hesitates, this man was a stranger and he might not be allowed to know. However, at the same time, he just needed to talk to someone other than Chris and Mia.

"I was recently caught up in this whole bioweapons thing, and I was offered training... it's just all so overwhelming..." Ethan begins to explain. "Not that I don't appreciate any of this, it's just... things used to be so simple. I didn't wake up in the middle of the night afraid some manic is standing at the end of my bed."

"After I got pulled into everything, I couldn't sleep without a knife under my pillow for months. Hell, some nights I still do." The man's blue eyes meet his own. "My point is don't kick yourself down so much. Though this probably doesn’t mean much from a stranger." He chuckles at the end but the other man is quiet for a moment.

"I... thanks, Ethan by the way." He holds his hand out to the other man to which he takes.

"Le-"

"Ethan I- Oh, Leon? What are you doing here?" Chris stops upon noticing the two men on the floor.

"Wait, Leon? As in Leon Kennedy who was supposed to help with my training today?" Ethan asks suddenly standing, his cheeks are bright red.

"I was about to introduce myself, but yeah that's me." Leon smiles as he stands. "I was heading to find Chris to meet you actually."

"I'm so sorry, we had to meet like that."

"I didn't mind sweetheart."

"He's married." Chris is quick to bring up. Leon looks guilty upon hearing that.

"Sorry, if that was too much."

"I mean... I didn't really mind." Ethan smiles at the other man rubbing his neck nervously. The elder blonde looks at him with a smile of his own when Chris clears his throat.

"Maybe, we should get to why Leon is actually here." The man brings the attention back to him.

“Right, sorry.” Still, Ethan glanced at Leon as they follow Chris back to the training room. The other man smiles at him, and Ethan feels his heart beat a little faster.

#resident evil #lethan #leon kennedy x ethan winters #leon kennedy #ethan winters #chris redfield #when your trainer’s friends are hot #Ethan is distracted his entire training session #this is how I’m coping with finals #my current fanfic takes too much brainpower so small things for now #also why the hell is Leon's hair color just so unclear #like in the remakes he's clearly blonde but like 6 no clue #And then there's the movies which just confuses me more

[idylliclament]

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