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hlkproductions · 2 days ago
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The Maid: 1959 i did these at the beginning of last month i think and there’s a lot to explain that was in my head when i did them, but the summary of it all is as such! among a handful of young women from the village in 1959, iedera was the last to outlive her fellow unsuspecting sacrifices to house dimitrescu before the estate went on to be without staff into the next millennia. as such, she was the last direct feeding source for the lady and her daughters and was being made ready to be thrown into the heap with the rest of the maids before her in the dungeons.  that is, of course, until alcina’s brother comes to discuss reluctant business on mother miranda’s behest, and struck a deal of his own to take this poor little blood bag off her hands.  it does tie in technically with the events of 2020 in which ethan winters’s story takes place (see my molly content here ) and how it plays into heisenberg’s chemistry with molly upon their initial meeting and thereafter! i like this little maid, she was fun to think up and play with! unlike molly who is older and wiser (and quicker to bite back), iedera was reserved and doubly so while working at the castle. she did come out of her shell over time tidying up the upper floors of the factory, but not so much to warrant potential for wanting to return home.
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homoo-wan-kenobi · 2 days ago
Bela: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything? You: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies. Bela: Socks are Feetie Heaties. Daniela: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties. Cassandra: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies. Heisenberg: Stamps are Lickie Stickies. Alcina, sighing: I hate all of you so much.
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glrkitsune · a day ago
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🔸 Mother Miranda 🔸- Resident Evil Village
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knacknics · 2 days ago
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cookiekitten91 · 22 hours ago
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I feel like I haven’t drawn anything in like 500 years so I doodled this as fast as I could 🙃
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psychoaciid · 2 days ago
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Imagine tyrant disobey was not a part of plan
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snakelaufeyson · 2 days ago
Dating Someone Who Likes to Cook Headcanons - Karl Heisenberg x Reader
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Author’s Note: I’m completely in love with this hobo metal man, and I’m not even ashamed to admit it at this point. I mean look at him! He deserves all the happiness in the world and if canon won’t give that to him I will. Anyways, this was so much fun to write! It’s a little bit long but I hope you guys don’t mind, and if you have requests for him hit me up! I don’t think any prounons are used here!
Listen, this man either knows how to cook very well or not at all, there’s no middle ground
Either way, Karl doesn’t cook much
He doesn’t have the time nor the patience to do so, or that’s what he keeps telling himself
If it’s up to him this man will only eat when he remembers he has to
This means he will be having the worst headache of his life, his body weak and he’ll be grumpier than ever
And he will go “Oh shit I haven’t eaten in 2 days, I should probably do something about that”
Fucking idiot
He gets to lost in his work sometimes
Too many times
Please remind him to take a break so he can sleep and eat, for the love of god
Don’t get me wrong, he loves food, especially meat and anything sweet (chocolate is his favourite)
The man has a sweet tooth and you cannot convince me otherwise
But if old bread or canned food is all there is to eat in the kitchen he is eating that and there’s nothing you can do about it!
The Duke doesn’t exactly stay close to the factory and he is lazy™️
It gets to a point where you’re not even sure if what he’s eating is edible anymore
I mean, sure, that thing used to be bread once, but that was two weeks ago
“Karl, if you can no longer cut it with a knife it is no longer edible!”
*Proceeds to aggressively stab the bread and eat it right out of the utensil without breaking eye contact with you once just so he can invalidate your argument*
“This is the best bread I’ve ever eaten in my life, you’re just being a fucking picky eater!”
Karl doesn’t think he’s ever seen you so frustrated
It’s almost too funny, your face is a mixture of pure shock and utter disappointment
But he’s not backing down
Why is this metal man so chaotic
Stubborn little shit
You know you will never be able to convince him this way
And you’re tired of trying to talk some sense into that stubborn head of his
So you take matters into your own hands
See, before you came to the village you used to cook all the time, it was one of your favourite things to do
You learned to cook with your grandmother, and thanks to her it was something you always did with a whole lot of love
It was something that brought you not only happiness but entertainment as well
You used to watch all those famous baking shows like Masterchef and British Bake Off
Look me in the eyes and tell me Heisenberg wouldn’t love to watch Masterchef just to see Gordon Ramsay lose his shit
You can’t
Moving on, you knew what you were doing
But you simply could not cook something when the only thing left to eat in this whole fucking factory was old bread and canned gooey beef
You wake up one morning ready to change things
You assumed Karl was, as usual, working way more than he should on the lower levels of the factory, hidden inside his workshop
So it was time to put your plan into action
Not bothering to go down just to say goodbye you make your way towards the front door
“Where do you think you’re going, buttercup?”
You almost jump out of fear, not expecting him to be in the living room at the time
You turn around and face him, the man smoking a cigar while sitting in an armchair and chuckling at your reaction, especially the pout you made after seeing him laughing
“I’m going to buy some things with the Duke, Heis.”
“Some things?”
Something was very sus about this whole thing, he was sure of it
You take a deep breath and smile, praying to god he believed you
“We’re out of shampoo, honey. You might not mind your hair getting greasy but I do. Don’t worry, I’ll be back so fast you won’t even notice I was gone.”
Lies. He always noticed when you were gone. The factory got into a type of quiet he was no longer used to and had grown to hate
He would never forbid you from going anywhere, but it didn’t change the fact he didn’t like it and missed you dearly when you were gone
Heisenberg would never admit this to a single soul, but every time you left he was terrified you would never come back
The world turned its back to him, everyone abandoned him, and yet somehow you would always find your way back to his arms
He couldn’t understand why but he was eternally grateful for you just being there
You lean in and kiss him goodbye on the cheek, but before you can get away he pulls you close by the collar of your shirt, capturing your lips in his
Not expecting the kiss, you eventually pull away breathless, your face red as the tomatoes you planned on buying
Karl, on the other hand, had the smuggest smirk on his face
That little shit
You playfully push his hat down, covering his eyes while you laugh through your nose at his antics and start to leave
“Don’t take too long, pup!”
You look back and see him smiling down at you, a genuine, happy smile that he should not let out as rarely as he did
Seeing him like that brought you so much happiness it almost made you drop everything and just stay with him for the day
But you were too determined to follow your plan
So off you went, coming back sometime later carrying with you two heavy bags filled with all kinds of vegetables, meats, and ingredients, your partner nowhere to be found
For once in your life you were glad Heisenberg’s workshop was deep down the factory, far from the living area
Throwing everything on the kitchen counter you immediately starting cooking, organizing everything you had to do in your head
A few hours later the sun had already set on the windows of the room, and you had a big tired smile on your face, extremely proud of yourself
You had managed to make gnocchi with tomato sauce and filet mignon, not forgetting the beautiful chocolate cake that waiting for dessert
Shaking your fears away you run towards the elevator shaft, bouncing up and down with excitement
When you finally get to his workshop Karl is bend in front of the table, studying some of his confusing blueprints
You hug his back, pushing his hair away from his face and kissing his cheek, feeling his body instantly relax
“Well someone’s in a good mood.”
“You have no idea.”
He turns to the side, cupping your cheek with his hand “So, how was your walk?”
“It was good! But I’m happier to be here now with you.”
You were being completely honest, and he knew it
You knew exactly how to pull his strings without even realizing
This man’s heart is on the palm of your hand
Please take good care of it
“Anyway, I made you something and I need you to come with me! And I won’t take no as an answer.”
He sighs but smiles, knowing damn well there was no way he could get out of this, instead deciding to take your hand and let you guide him
He could tell how excited you were
It made him very soft
Getting out of the elevator he could already smell it
He had no idea what it was
But he knew he loved it
And that he was starving
Finally getting into the kitchen you let go of his hand and stand beside the setup table, whispering a little “Surpriseee!”
*Shocked pikachu face*
You look at him looking for something, anything
Because honestly his silence was so out of character that it was starting to freak you out
You search for his snarky remarks, his jokes, and usual teasing
But you find absolutely none of that
Only shock and admiration
The man could very well start crying at this point
You did all of this? For him? Why? What did he do to deserve you? Where was the catch? There had to be a catch!
It’s literally that meme
Heisenberg: “I have no feelings, nothing can affect me! My heart is protected by impenetrable metal walls!”
You: *make him a home-cooked meal*
Heisenberg: *gripping his heart* “Goddamnit”
“Why did you… why did you do this?”
You give him a soft smile, walking towards him and holding his hands in yours
“Because I care about you, Karl. And if you’re not going to take care of yourself, someone’s gotta do it.”
He’s doing his best not to start crying, hiding his face in his hair
No one ever cared about him before, but there you were, showering him with love
Taking a deep breath, Karl recomposes himself and holds the sides of your face, pulling you close
“I fucking love you.”
You get on your tiptoes, kissing him passionately
“I love you too.”
Sitting down you explain to him everything you did, a sly grin showing up in his face the moment you mention the cake
“Oh but kitten, I would much rather have you as desert.”
And there was the Karl Heisenberg you knew and loved
“That can be arranged.” you smile, quickly adding “After dinner!”
“You’re spoiling me too much, buttercup.”
“Oh, I’m aware, but you deserve it.”
He opens the palm of his calloused hand, silently asking to hold yours
Kissing your knuckles with an unusual tenderness you can’t help but smile
“Thank you, darlin’, for everything.”
Things would change after that
You two decide you would make having lunch together a tradition, at least most days of the week
Karl would love to help you out in the kitchen
“Hey buttercup, look how fast I can cut these vegetables!”
The childlike wonder in his face was just *chef’s kiss*
He loves you, and he loves your food
And he may not be able to say it but he is extremely grateful for you taking care of him
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leon-scott-kennedy · 3 days ago
Ada: Can we talk? One Leon S. Kennedy stan to another?
Chris: I’m his husband, but continue.
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l-s-kennedy · a day ago
Okay, so Leon was blackmailed into working fornthe government like he does.
Just learned that apparently part of the deal is that if he gets like, captured, theres no help for him.
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First image: Resident Evil 3: Nemisis. Leon's epilogue file.
Second and Third: Noted from The Darkside Chronicles
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m0thhead · a day ago
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in love w @chrookrit 's matchmaker chris au, leon is the dumbest but he's doing his best
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knacknics · 22 hours ago
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Some expression studies, Leon’s nose because I love it so much, Little Leon :-), Piers, and some mixed!Redfields I did for a friend :-)
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lalalaasblog · a day ago
By lake_skywalker
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