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amoebeau · 1 year

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eefan whimpers

#not really a big fan of the resi series i just adore ethan #ethan winters #resident evil 7 #resident evil village #my art #first one is a redraw of the ethan must die dlc thing #if thats not obvious

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crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington · 1 year

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resident evil village but ethan actually has rose with him this time and its a game changer

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mechapen · 1 year

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Keep your hands off my daughters man thing!

#my art #mechapen art #resident evil village #fanart #resident evil #lady dimitrescu #resident evil 8 #resi 8

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rallamajoop · 9 months

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Uncropped photos of Miranda and the Four Lords, from the church shrine and Heisenberg's conspiracy board

#Alcina Dimitrescu #Karl Heisenberg #Salvatore Moreau #Donna Beneviento #Mother Miranda #Resident Evil Village #Resident Evil #Rare Resi Renders #RE assets

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naturesapphic · 12 days

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Is it possible for a lady dimitrescu x reader where Alcina has a lover in the past before the cadou but died and years later she meets reincarnated reader when she saves reader from a crash (aircraft or vehicle etc.) and the three daughters meddling thinks that reader will be their new parent?

Reincarnated

Lady dimitrescu x fem!reader

Warnings: little bit of angst, cussing, fluff

- the crash was horrible, there was many cars involved and only few survived

- you were one of the survivors

- the ambulance and cops were surrounding the whole area

- you were in and out of consciousness

- when you came too, there was someone carrying you to the ambulance

- when you woke up, you were in a hospital bed with a tall woman standing over you with three people behind her

- she introduced herself as alcina dimitrescu and her three daughters were daniela, Cassandra, and bela dimitrescu

- for some reason those names and how they look looked so familiar to you

- the lady must have felt the same because she kept looking at you and was always with you

- you always did wonder why she saved you and not the other people, why did she care for stranger so much?

- after you got out of the hospital the lady and her three daughters wanted to keep in touch

- you agreed because she did save your life and they did seem very nice

- even though you had a gut feeling that you knew them, maybe from a past life or something

- it’s been around a year and you have developed feelings for the lady and has grown fond of her daughters as well

- when you left the hospital a year ago, she invited you to stay with her until you rested up

- you didn’t live far from her so you decided to take up on her offer and now you are living in her castle

- sometimes you overhear her daughters beg and meddle her about how the two of you need to get together

- you thought it was cute and actually wondered if alcina felt the same way you do

- so one night you came into her office and you told her the truth about how you feel about her and the deju vu feeling you’ve always had with her since the first time y’all met

- she was very understanding and had the same romantic feelings you have for her which made you relieved and so happy

- she even showed you a photo of her old lover which looked a lot like you and she explained that you may have been reincarnated and came back, that’s why you look the same and the extreme deju vu you’ve been having ever since you’ve met her

- you were shocked beyond belief and everything suddenly came back to you

- memories of you and her started flooding in and you starting sobbing which caused alcina to worry

- but you quickly reassured her that they were happy tears and that you were so happy that the universe brought you back together

- you both enveloped each other in a tight embrace and share many kisses that were lost throughout the years

- after the two of y’all shared a special moment, you both decided to go tell her daughters

- they were absolutely ecstatic and were so happy

- they knew they had a good feeling about you and told them that you died before the cadou and before they were born

- a few months later you got married and you had your wife and her children now with you

A/n: sorry anon that this took so long but I hope you enjoyed it and I hope the rest of y’all enjoy it too! Requests are still open for all of my characters including of course Rhea ripley/Demi Bennett. I have my own buy me a coffee page! You can give me a dollar and it will help. I also have some different commission types I will do so here's my page to look into it :) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/naturesapphic Requests are open for yeehaw!wanda, country!wanda, and any other southern variants of Wanda or Natasha! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y'all!

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valc0 · 1 year

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dudes™

#resident evil #leon s kennedy #luis serra navarro #luis serra #leon kennedy #chris redfield #resident evil fanart #resident evil village #resident evil 4 #re7 #re4 #art #fanart #my art #art: resi

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cloudn9neofficial · 17 days

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I may or may not have started a Civil war in my server by saying I wanna kiss Moreau

Like.. he's adorable, I wanna give him all the smoochies

#resident evil #resident evil au #salvatore moreau #moreau resi 8 #resident evil village #what have i done #oh god oh no theyre fighting

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thewritersaddictions · 1 year

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House Dimitrescu: Lady Dimitrescu- My Fair Lady

Pairing: Alcina Dimitrescu x Fem!Reader

Pov: Reader

Warnings: fem!Reader x fem!Reader, fluff, confusion, The Dimitrescu Daughters, Sweet Alcina Dimitrescu.

Summary: When Alcina meets you she can't help but fall head over for you it might just help with your issues.

WC- 1.4K

A/n: firefly-graphics for dividers

Resident Evil 8 Master List // House Dimitrescu Master List

Alcina couldn’t help but get upset by the loud commotion going on outside the castle walls. Something was bothering them or rather intriguing the towns people. Cassandra, Bela, and Daniela weren’t bothered by the noises as they crept their ways away from their mother to go sneak food from the kitchen.

The lady Dimitrescu was more than intrigued when she finally did venture outside the castle walls. The townspeople had gathered around a gold carriage. The laughs and giggles of towns folk soon erupted and became a whole harmonized sound that echoed in the small village that was in the mountains. Alcina arched a brow and wondered what could have possibly grabbed the attention of these poor and dank old people.

A gold carriage was a good start, they hadn’t seen anything that nice or pretty for a long time. Now if that was Alcina doing or not she would never confess, her thoughts were stopped though when she what had everyone under a spell in the village.

A beautiful girl had made her way to the center of the village. Near the sword wielding women, she stood with such grace and it look as though she was already admired by all who lived here. Well at least all that lived in the village homes. Alcina had made her way down into the crowd, and if we’re honest it’s hard to miss the 9-foot-tall women wearing white come walking around.

I saw her from the corner of my eye, the white of her. The towns people whose attention I still had must have no noticed her yet as she circled us like vultures. I tried my hardest to gather strength and continued on why my conversation, but that was soon taken from me. Scared eyes lighting up with fear, and all I could hear way the running footsteps of them. Suddenly there I was alone with the tall women in white.

“You’re new to our small village.” The women say, her voice comes out like smooth wine and it’s got this cute accent behind every syllable she speaks. “Yes, I’m only here for a short moment.” I said taking in a deep breath as I have to arch my neck in a way, I’ve never had to speak with someone. “Might I ask why you’re visiting our quaint village?” The tall women asked her gaze falling down. I shallowed my panic, not that I had anything to be panicked about.

“I’m here to see or rather talk with the lady of that castle.” I spoke, pointing towards the large castle doors. The same ones that the tall women had only just walked through before starting this very interesting conversation. “What’s your name my fair lady?” The massive women asked. I stumbled over my words, my name.. my name is y/n. . She smirked, and kneeled ever so slightly. She’d never be the same height as the young princess standing in front of her, but she tired. “So, do you know the name of said Lady?” The tall women asked me her eyes scanning my face. Light brown eyes making my skin crawling in a new and odd way.

“A lady Dimitrescu.” I said shortly, wondering where this massive women was going with her series of questions. “Hmm, She truly is a grand women that Lady Dimitrescu.” She smirked and started to walk off. Where was she going to, and why drop all those cryptic questions. I pulled the hem of my dress so I didn’t scrap against the dirty ground as I chased after her the best I could. I heard as I chased after her her laugh the tall women that I was chasing was leading me straight towards the castle.

“I never got to ask, but who are you?” I finally asked, she turned large hips stopping in their sway. A large smirk had became what look liked a permanent feature on her beautiful face. The more I looked into her eyes, the more I fell for the beautifully tall women that was standing in white in front of me.

“Well if you must know dearie, Im Lady Alcina Dimitrescu.” I swear my mouth dropped and reached the ground before I was able to speak she turned and laughed before walking again towards the massive doors. They open on demand with just a wave of her and I followed closely behind her. Not bothering with the dirt that was starting to gather in the bottom of my dress. “Aw puppy you sure you want into this castle my dearie?” She asked her question brought fears, but something about her pet names brightened the very dark street I was treading on.

“So dearie what is it that you were here for?” Dimitrescu asks as she settles into a dark and iron smelling room. I gather my bearing looking around. “I… I don’t know anymore. I wasn’t even sure that I would get an audience with you. I don’t have much prepared I’m sorry Lady Dimitrescu.” I rambled on my eyes not dare looking even towards her direction. “Oh sweetie. Come, sit.” She said out reached her large leathered covered hand. I gulped back the fear and terror placing my much small hand in hers. Her cheeks if ever so glimmered with a rare shade of pink and red, something against her pale skin and cold touch brought a new and different look towards her.

I let Dimitrescu guide me. “When it’s just the two of us you may call me Alcina. “ she said, and in one moment I was resting in her lap. As if I had weighed nothing to her she had lifted me and placed me down. “And why only when we are alone? I asked. For the first time being so close to her. Her features up close did no justice for the far off rumors I had all my childhood. Of course before Alcina was able to answer the strange and horrible shrieking sounds came through the castle walls. My alarmed sat must have set something off in Lady Dimitrescu, her grip on my waist tightened and she whispered into my ear, “Be calm dearie.”

Then like magic flies came out of nowhere and three daughters were in-front of the two of us. “MOTHER!!” The blonde daughter yelled, her face contorted in an instant, but then another daughter popped up, “Mother! Whatever Bela said is a true lie.” But even her eyes seem to cut through me like glass. Finally the last one turns up, “Mommy, I didn’t have anything to do with it.”

“Daughters control yourself, I have a very special guest.” She said her words coming out silky smooth. “Who is that?” The three daughters said in a prefect unison. The pregnant pause was grand in the small bedroom that Alcina had taken me into. “Lady Y/n, please let me introduce you to my three daughters. Daniela, Bela, and Cassandra.” Each daughter stepping forward bowing and then stepping back.

“Now go run off daughters Lady Y/n and I have some things to discuss.” Alcina said her daughter yet again in a flutter off smoke and flies disappeared. I hadn’t realized just tall I had become by sitting in Lady Dimitrescu. It was never my intention to grab the lady of the house’s attention but maybe I could use it to my advantage. “Now dearie. Business, what did you want to discuss with me?” There was a tinkering light behind Alcina eyes. Maybe what I wanted would come so hard if I just played my cards right and let the great Alcina Dimitrescu fall head over heels for me. I smirked and “I need your help… my village the next one over is in desperate need and I traveled here all my my lonesome to ask for your help.” I rambled on. Pleading eyes and soft words. Her expression softened and she smile the most pure smile I had seen in years. “Absolutely, under a condition. You’re to stay with me. I think you’ll do well here with me and my daughters isn’t the right sweetie.” Alcina said.

I smiled and hugged her tight her large breast causing a great cushion between her and me. Hook line and sinker I had grabbed Lady Dimitrescu and hadn’t even meant that. Head over heels for me and anything I asked as long as I stayed, I’d do anything for my village even if I stayed with the big bad white wolf of the mountains.

Posted on: 11/12/22

Completed on: 11/11/22

House Dimitrescu-

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theprestigegirly · 2 months

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“I TOLD YOU HE WAS AN ALPHA I TOLD YOU HE WAS AN ALPHA” @mooseonahunt

#chris redfield #resident evil village #resi 8

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princess-library-dead-account · 10 months

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The Price of Love

Part two

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg X Gn!Reader

Word count: 1288

Genre: Smut, kinda angsty

Warnings/tags: Hate sex, degradation, bottom Karl Heisenberg, yandere Karl Heisenberg, top reader, afab reader, pegging, Karl being a loser, it says yandere but he’s actually really gentle, established relationship, reader is mean

You do this because you hate him. Lord fucking Heisenberg, decided he had the right to steal you from the village. Your family, your life, your job- gone. Just like that. You hate him. Everyday, every damned day- you’d think it was all just a bad dream, that you’d wake up in your own bed.

But no.

You'd wake up in bed together some days. Most days you would wake up on the couch, not able to bear how he’d cling to you in your sleep. You’d make your own breakfast- he never ate any, instead opting to chug a mug of coffee. Then he’d fuck off to the lower levels, working on his experiments. Leaving you alone with your thoughts. You tried to keep yourself busy, you really did- you’d clean the living area of the factory, you’d read, draw, you’d do anything- just to keep your mind off him. But it never worked.

You hated him- and the worst part was, he’d let you. He might raise his voice occasionally, but he’d apologize awkwardly right after. He’d be… sweet, or as sweet as someone that played around with corpses as a hobby could be. He’d murmur about how much he loved you on the rare occasion you lied in bed with him. He’d try- and fail- to make you dinner, the chicken burnt and blackened, completely unseasoned, and the carrots only slightly warm, still hard and raw. He’d awkwardly give you a small kiss on the top of your head before he headed down to work on the soldats.

But- you couldn’t like him, could you-? He’s sick- he kidnapped you- he took you from your life. No. You hate him. You want nothing more than to cause him pain, to destroy him. And he’d let you. And he’d… like it. And you would too, as much as you hated yourself for it.

You sigh, looking down at the gray haired man on his knees below you. You stood on the carpet floor of his bedroom, wearing a harness with a purple dildo. The toy rested in Karl’s mouth, and he looked up at you with pleading eyes. He wears nothing but a pair of raggedy boxers, and you wear just a baggy shirt. Something in you snaps, and you roughly grab a handful of his scraggly hair, forcing him down on your cock. He splutters, wet sounds coming from him as he chokes on your length. You grin slightly at his noises, and he desperately bobs his head on your strap. You pant, watching as he squirms, a tent growing in his boxers.

“Pathetic.” You spit out, your voice a low growl. Karl whimpers against your cock, squirming slightly as he tries to keep up with the brutal pace you’ve set. You continue fucking his mouth, taking in his soft whimpers, watching as he grows increasingly restless. He rubs his legs together desperately, squirming under you. You pant, watching with sick satisfaction as his eyes begin to water, and a little drool spills from his mouth. You continue using him, before his hands come up, pawing at your ass, trying to get your attention. He murmurs, trying to speak, but it’s muffled by the toy. You don’t really care what he has to say, opting to thrust harder into his throat, relishing his gags. He attempts to speak again, this time a little louder. You pull him off your cock with an annoyed expression, and he pants slightly, his face flushed from a mix of arousal and humiliation.

“What?” You hiss out, grabbing him by the hair.

“I-“ he chokes out, his throat scratchy and abused.

“Speak, you stupid slut”.

“I- p-please fuck me-“ He whimpers out, his voice small. He looks so pathetic, his hazel eyes tearing up from your merciless use of his throat.

“Please fuck me-?!” You mock, your face contorting into a sick grin.

“Sweetie-” He starts softly, before you cut him off.

“PLEASE FUCK ME?!” You laugh loudly in his face.

“Sure, Karl.” you respond, saying his name like it makes you sick.

“-but you asked for this” you murmur, eyes narrowing. You grab a handful of his gray hair causing him to cry out, and you throw him onto the bed. He lays down on his back with glazed eyes as you rifle through his nightstand. You find what you’re looking for, a small bottle of lube. You squirt some on the strap, spreading it around with your hands, before crawling on top of Karl. He whimpers softly, rubbing his thighs together to try and stimulate himself.

“You’re pathetic.” You murmur, practically ripping his underwear off as you throw it onto the floor. He whines at your words, shifting on the bed. Your hands grip his thighs tightly, spreading him open, and you prod the strap against his tight hole. He moans softly, bucking his hips into you. You enter him slowly, filling him up with just the tip. He moans needily, his hands coming up to gently paw at your back.

“Ah— m-more- ”he whimpers softly against your ear, his beard tickling your face. You growl, sinking the strap into him until it bottoms out inside him. He moans loudly, his hard cock rubbing against your stomach as you thrust into him. He whimpers as you increase your pace, his hands gently scratching at your back. You groan at his submissiveness, holding yourself on one arm and moving your hand to ghost over his dick. He cries out, bucking his hips into you. His face is flushed, a sheen of sweat on his tanned face. You lean down, slowly licking a stripe up his cheek, groaning at the salty taste. He makes a sound in between a moan and a whimper, pawing at your back adorably. Your fingers run teasingly over his cock, before fully gripping his length, jacking him off. He mewls, squirming as you thrust into him. You pant, watching as he falls apart on your strap. He cries out, tucking his head into your neck as he cums with a cry. He spurts sticky white ropes onto his soft stomach, some hitting you. His cock twitches against your stomach, softening. He lets out a low whimper, holding you tightly as he pants.

“Ah- buttercup- mm-” he murmurs softly. His blissed out expression turns into a guilty and embarrassed one as you look down at him with a mix of disgust and shame. You pull out of him slowly and he whines softly, chasing after the toy. You look down at him, before getting out of bed.

“Buttercup- ‘m sorry-” He starts, beginning to apologize for how fast he finished, shame turning his face even redder. You take the harness off, and slam it on the nightstand before leaving the bedroom.

“Y/n, please-”. He starts, moving on the bed so he sits up. You look over at him as you stand in the doorframe. His face is still slightly flushed, his eyes watery. His expression is pleading, like he wants you to stay. You sigh.

“Goodnight, Karl.” You say flatly, before leaving and shutting the door. You walk a few steps over to the living room, before flopping onto the couch, exhausted. You yawn, feeling your eyelids grow heavy. You shift the couch, unaware of his muffled sobs as you try to drift off to sleep, your heart heavy. The couch is uncomfortable, but it's better than having to sleep in bed with Karl. You try to purge the image of him from your mind, him sweaty and flushed and covered in his own cum. His eyes pleading adorably, his body so soft and malleable.

Because you hate him.

Right?

#karl heisenberg #resident evil #resi #resident evil village #resident evil eight #resident evil 8 #karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg x reader smut #bottom karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg x top reader #yandere karl heisenberg #yandere karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg x reader angst #karl heisenberg x reader hate sex

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sexyleon · 1 year

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Bro so I'm thinking about Shadow of Rose and Donna's House and how when Ethan went through it his biggest fear manifested into a mutated baby right? He was terrified that he wouldn't be able to put Rose back together again or that if he did she wouldn't be the same.

Well, when Rose finds herself in the same position, her biggest fear manifests into her mom. Her mom chasing her, eyes always looking. We have no clue what happened to Mia besides that Rose hasn't talked to her in a while, but we do know Mia's character and what she has done to both Eveline and Ethan.

There's a reason Rose's nightmare was her mother.

#shadow of rose #shadow of rose dlc #resident evil village #rose winters #ethan winters #resident evil #resi #shadow of rose spoilers #plz no sexyleon

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tacticaldiary · 10 months

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Shadows Of The Past

Pairing: Ethan Winters x Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

A hike to a picnic leads to some unpleasant memories from the past for Ethan.

A/N: My first Resident Evil fanfiction! Feel free to send through requests through the ask box, I’ll be waiting!

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She’d planned it all for their third anniversary. It had taken ages to find the right spot, hope for the perfect weather and plan the picnic on the cliffside. It was all laid out for Ethan, she just had to lead him to it.

In hindsight, she should have put more thought into it, because right now, her boyfriend looked more queasy than delighted.

“Do you need a break?” She asks, slowing down to a stop, turning back to him with a furrowed brow. “I know the hike’s a little steep but...” she trails off, tilting her head and assessing him carefully.

Ethan was by no means unfit. He went on runs regularly being a morning person (horrible, she knows), and with everything he’s been through...well, she has an inkling of a suspicion that he’s a little afraid of the idea of not being able to run and be strong enough lest something happens again.

Ethan offers her a small smile that looks more like a poor grimace and shakes his head. “I’m alright, let’s keep going.” He nods uphill. “Not much far now, right?”

“You look a little miserable.” She insists. “It’s...it’s alright if you don’t want to do this, you know?”

“I do!” He says quickly, squeezing her shoulder, he leans down to press a kiss to her forehead. “I appreciate you setting this surprise up for me, even if you couldn’t keep it a secret all that well.” His smile turns a little more genuine at the tease.

She shakes her head, feeling heat creep up her neck. So what if she had gotten a little too excited yesterday and let it slip that she arranged a picnic? He’d assured her with a laugh that he’d act just as surprised when they got there.

“C’mon.” His hand snakes down to grab hers and he pulls her along, farther uphill. His tone would have soothed the prickle of her worry, but his hands...

His hands are cold and clammy, a stark difference from the humid, warm air around them. It makes her worry, makes her want to probe and push because something is clearly bothering him.

He’s much too jumpy, eyes shifting from tree to tree in the foliage, shoulders tensed and a way that makes her want to massage out all the knots. Ethan jumps at twigs snapping and if she really strains her ears she can make out his slightly shaky exhales.

The vegetation opens up to reveal a small cliff tucked away, grass blanketing the ground, lush and green, flowers growing near the cliffside. It’s a beautiful view of down below the mountain, a stream weaving in and out of the valley below, hummingbirds whizzing through the leaves above them that provide a gentle shade.

She looks up with a smile to gauge his reaction to the lovely picnic blanket covered with his favourite treats, glasses of wine and snacks, blankets, and pillows.

The smile on her face falters a little when the only reaction Ethan has is to squeeze her hand and take a seat on one of the pillows, staring out below the cliff. There’s a conflicted expression on his face, subtle but present, and she won’t lie and say she doesn’t feel a small pang of hurt at what seems to be the blatant disregard of her efforts.

Nonetheless, she takes a seat next to him, feeling a little awkward when he doesn’t speak. Ethan blinks hard as if trying to rid himself of his own thoughts, and she’s just about had enough of seeing him like this. She’s hurt, yes, but concern for him greatly overshadows her own feelings.

When she places a hand on his arm to get his attention, he grabs her wrist and turns to her quickly, caught aback.

“...Ethan?” She frowns.

“Shit I-...I’m sorry.” He lets her go immediately, apologetic. “Just scared me a little.” He tries a laugh, but it’s hollow and not genuine.

She doesn’t like it.

“Tell me what’s going on.” She demands. “Don’t say it’s nothing,” she continues when he opens his mouth to deny it. “Not when you’re trembling, Ethan.” She grabs his hand, brings it in her own lap and Ethan swallows as he realises that his hands are indeed shaking.

It seems to snap him out of it, because he sighs and in a voice so defeated and small it makes her heart crack, says:

“I’m sorry. This is...it’s amazing, really. You’re amazing. I love you, and I love that you did this for us, and I swear it’s got nothing to do with you, but...” He falls silent, trying to find the words.

“But?” She prompts gently, squeezing his hand reassuringly, letting him know that she’s there and he can take all the time he wants. “You can tell me anything, you know?”

He mulls on it for a second, before taking a shaky breath.

“It reminds me of Louisiana.” He whispers, clutching onto her hand.

And she finally realises her mistake. The woods, the humidity, the trek through the forest. God, of course it reminded him of that hellscape, of what he’s been through.

“Shit, I didn’t think-”

“It’s not your fault.” If he had sounded unsure before, this at least he is firm in. “My fucked up past is not your fault.” He brings an arm around her, and she tucks herself into his side, wrapping her arms around his waist. “It’s the woods, just...it reminds me of when I was trapped there.”

“I understand.” She assures him, resting her head on his shoulder. She can feel his heart racing, and it makes her feel bad. “You’ve told me about it once, and I know you hate thinking back to that place. You don’t have to explain.”

When the only response she gets is a shaky exhale, she shifts, tugging him down until his head rests in her lap. “We can go home.” She offers, running a soothing hand through his hair, knowing it grounds him, calms him down. “None of this,” she gestures with her free hand towards the spread of food. “means anything to me. You do.”

Ethan guides her hand from his hair to his lips, presses a kiss to the inside of her wrist and mumbles against her skin:

“I love you.”

“Not as much as I do.” She smiles when it draws a weak laugh from him.

“I’m sorry I ruined this-”

“You didn’t ruin anything.” She brushes his hair back. “We’re gonna pack this up, go home and lay it all on our coffee table, and do a movie marathon. It’ll be just as great.”

Despite the woods beating down on him, despite the way he feels as if he might shed his skin if he stays here any longer, the look Ethan gazes up at her with is so filled with relief and love and admiration that it makes the entire trek worth it. She’d pack and leave behind a thousand picnics if it meant he’d look at her like that one more time.

(09/06/2023)

#resident evil 8 #resident evil village #ethan #ethan winters #ethan winters x reader #ethan x reader #winte #rose winters #rosemary winters #hurt/comfort #fanfic #fanfiction #leon kennedy x reader #x reader fanfiction #resi #resi 8 #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil fanfic #resident evil x reader

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crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington · 1 year

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stepping on ur beloved pet on accident

#ethan winters #alcina dimitrescu #i dont ship them #i will put that tag every single time #ALCINA LIKES WOMENNN!!!!#ethan is just the soggy man thing she keeps around because hes so pathetic and sad #resident evil 8 #re8 #resident evil village #rebhfun #resident evil #resident evil fanart #resi #ethan having the biggest wettest teary eyes known to man will always be funny #why does my manthing look so sad #comics #miss D and her man thing

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grumpyhedgehogs · 1 year

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Ethan, given one chance to parent the daughter he hasn’t seen in ten+ years: do you want a gun? here’s a gun, Rose. Take the gun. you should have a gun.

#ethan winters #resi #resident evil #resident evil village #resident evil viii #resident evil 8 #resident evil village dlc #resident evil shadows of rose #rose winters #resi shitpost #resident evil shitpost #resident evil jokes #resident evil memes #hands moldman my beloved

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rallamajoop · 2 months

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Resident Evil Village Loading Screens: In and out of colour

I've posted versions of these before, back when I went through the game and took screencaps of all the loading screens. But having found the original files ‒ minus black haze region and 'continue' button prompt ‒ have all the pretty scenery again, plus coloured versions.

#Resident Evil Village #Resident Evil #Loading Screens #Rare Resi Renders

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fancycroissantgothparty · 2 years

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If it's not too late to make suggestions... would you be willing to draw The Duke from Resident Evil after a particularly lavish feast? After he's been absolutely stuffed and now begging not to eat any more? All as Heisenburg tries to coax him into eating a few more pastries?

I'm so sure he could fit a few more things in there....

#Tbh I was gonna let the Dean x Alastair be my last one #But I saw this one and could resist a Resi Evil prompt oof #Not I've played/watched re8 but... yeah #myart #karl heisenberg #Fanart #Feeder!heisenberg #Feedee!Duke #the duke resident evil #re8 village #oof #male weight gain #Fat!duke #Ssbhm #ssbhm art #Anon #Ask

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