hi there everyone! I wanna start writing again and especially for Resident Evil! So my request box is always open! Below are some things I will NOT write.
• incest
• sexual assault / non-con
• pedophilia
• furries or ABO (just because I can’t do it justice :( )
But anything else I will do! So send some stuff in friends :)
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the scene in hannibal where hannibal is washing bedelias hair but it’s will stead of her, a concept.
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dont mind me just thinking about this version of them that lives rent free in my head that is eilish’s ocean eyes flavored
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Hannibal: My partner must be top of the line, organised, graceful-
Will: My name is Wi— (trips over a plant and apologizes to it)
Hannibal: …
Hannibal: I want that one.
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benny: are you a top or a bottom?
charlie: im a threat
meyer, through a mouthful of spaghetti: hes a bottom
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⚰️ louis de pointe du lac ⚰️
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Charlie and Meyer angst: 7
number 7 - “you need help.”
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Charlie laid on the hard concrete as his blood mixed with the water in the nearby puddle on the ground. He wanted to move, he wanted to fight back, but he had nothing left. He felt as if every bone in his body was broken. As if his face had been ripped apart.
Hours earlier, Charlie was picked up by men he did not recognize. He didn’t know where they were going, but he knew why they were going there. He was a runt in the business, some kid that others thought didn’t know what he was doing. As soon as they got to the abandoned warehouse, Charlie was thrown on the hard ground.
He remembered fighting back at first, until the top of a foot cracked his rib and it was over from there. When he woke up again, he laid on the hard, wet concrete of a shipping dock. He tried to move, but a sharp searing pain shot through his body and he decided to stay lying on the ground.
Meyer, being who he is, went looking for Charlie. He was angry, but as soon as he stumbled across the almost lifeless body of his partner and lover he felt the breath leave his body. He practically collapsed next to the older Italian.
“O-Oh my god, Charlie..” he muttered and picked up his lover without thinking. Charlie let out a pained groan as he shifted all his weight onto the younger man. Meyer got them a cab, but Charlie passed out before they could make it in.
When Charlie woke again, his head was on Meyer’s shoulder in the back of the cab. He blinked a couple times trying to adjust his blurred vision. “W-Where.. are we goin’?” Charlie asked.
“You need help, Charlie” Meyer replied painfully through tears. His leg was bouncing as he picked at his fingernails. Tears pricked at his eyes but he didn’t let them fall.
“I ain’t goin’ to no hospital” Charlie groaned, trying to move. Charlie was always stubborn when it came to medical attention. He was a hardened criminal, but a baby when he had to see a doctor.
“You need medical attention, Charlie,” Meyer started, “and i’m takin’ you to the hospital” he snapped, not wanting Charlie to fight with him on it.
Before Charlie could argue, he was out again. When he woke up he was in a hospital bed. He groaned and brought his fingers to his face, feeling the roughness of the stitches in his face. He looked over and Meyer was asleep in the chair next to the bed. He was exhausted after worrying about his lover.
Charlie sighed, groaning softly at the pain surging through his body. He knew there was going to be a scar on his face, but at least he was alive. He was lucky to be alive.
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Incorrect Slasher Quotes
Billy Loomis: Okay, I'm gonna need you to swear-
Stu Macher: Fuck
Billy Loomis:
Billy Loomis: Swear as in promise...
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