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thedoodlingsnail · 6 months
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We’re not scary!
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milkteahood · 1 year
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Note: I wrote this little something while I can’t sleep without having a particular character in mind. So I ended up making it in a way any can be added.
The night was cold, too cold for you liking. You pulled the covers more, nuzzling your nose into the soft covers. Howling wind could be heard from afar, making the tree branches hit the window like tiny knocks. It has been snowing lately, but you only felt yourself enjoying it while drinking something warm and staying inside. Normally, cold wasn’t something that bothered you so much, but lately it’s been cold, way too cold.
Your lover’s arms embraced you tightly, pulling your head to his chest. He could feel you shake, so in an attempt to warm you up, he started rubbing your back gently. A sigh escaped your lips. You were still sometimes wondering how someone can be so warm, almost like your own personal heater. Lips gently found their way on your forehead, strong arms squeezing you even tighter. Your hands managed to find their way up to your lover’s face, cupping it slowly and pulling him into a kiss. He happily returned it, his hand traveling up your back and to the back of your neck, securing you in place. “Can’t sleep?” he asked and chuckled after pulling away.
“It’s cold” you responded, burying you face into his chest “...but you’re really warm”.
A soft blush appearing on your face as you spoke. You bit your tongue realizing that even after all this time, he still managed to make your face all sorts of shades of red by just existing.
He didn’t say anything, but you knew him well enough. You knew he knew you were hiding your blush, and you knew he was smiling. And of course he was. Maybe it was not something he voiced all the time, but you did mean everything to him.
You looked up at him again before feeling your eyes getting heavier. He was holding you so firmly yet so gently. As if he was scared of losing and breaking you at the same time. He slowly placed another kiss on your forehead and nuzzled your hair before closing his own eyes. Yours followed soon after, the only sound in the back being the howling wind, singing through the night.
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moistmailman · 1 year
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The best thing about Resident Evil 8 is that they made the boulder incident canon. so if they remake resident evil 5 then the developers literally cannot remove that scene from the game. 
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dinizcartoons · 21 days
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Two fools
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Hello, can I request platonic Lady D. headcanons with human reader who's also close to Heisenberg. Maybe it's that strange kind of dynamic which is working right only when the reader is around. But if there's only one of them with friend, then everything is fine. I've been in such situations, when two members of the group sometimes were ready to kill each other, but their common friend could balance and get along with both. Feel free to ignore or change the idea. Have a good day!
Okay, normally, I don’t write for Heisenberg since I never really feel any sort of inspiration for him, but I think this platonic spin of his character is working for me.
HC: platonic dynamic between Reader, Alcina, and Heisenberg
Alcina could kill Heisenberg on a good day, half-heartedly slash through his throat or throw him out the window of one of the towers to get rid of that dirty smirk.
She loathes listening to him bitch and moan to Mother Miranda about his little pets. As if it's not their fault half of the villagers just happen to wind up dead from the night before, wiping the concrete and wooden floors of their homes with blood and leftover bits of carcasses.
Pinching the bridge of her nose to try and retain what sanity she has left from the conversation, Alcina quips in despite her best efforts to stave off another screaming match. “Maybe if you could keep those deranged mutts of yours chained and fed, this would not have happened, and we wouldn't have a human blood shortage on our hands, nor would Mother Miranda’s power be diminished due to a sudden lacking of fucking mortal prayers!”
“Are you fucking saying MY lycans did this? MY LYCANS?!” If Karl knew he could reach Alcina’s height, he would have swung his hammer right across Alcina’s face for blaming his pets. Sure, his lycans tended to crave more human flesh during a full moon and eat all of his shares of meat quicker than he could restock, and maybe he forgot to double-check the locks on the underground cages. Still, that's no reason to blame his poor pets for something they couldn't control. He'll be damned, though, if he lets Alcina level a gloved finger at him for the blame.
“Ohh, so you can comprehend human language; I thought you only understood the jargon of a deranged hound. Considering you eat off the same floor as them, I would expect no more than that.” Alcina’s words were cold as ice and as sharp as her claws. She couldn't stand to listen to Heisenberg’s gritty voice go on and on with pitiful excuses, and she was about two seconds away from ripping out his vocal cords to shut him up.
She knew Mother Miranda was just waiting for the fight to break out; Donna was sinking into her chair—using her veil as a shield from the fight—while holding Angie back from jumping in; Moreau was growing anxious from watching, and Angie was chanting “fight, fight, fight,” with her little wooden fists pumping in the air.
Heisenberg jumped up and threw his glasses off to glare murderously at Alcina, which would normally petrify any human, and might even send Moreau skittering behind Miranda—but this is Alcina. He knew if he wanted to get a rise out of her, he’d need to use a sharper dagger and slice right over her soft spot. “You’re one to talk tits for brains; I’d think it was your daughters who ransacked the village for a bloodily midnight snack. Everyone knows they’re as rabid and mindless as my dear hounds. Even Mother Miranda has said a time or two that they could use a shorter leash.”
Alcina was twitching with unhinged rage and stormed forward—claws extended and scrapping the concrete floor—toward Karl, who only matched her step for step toward the center of the room. A sickening smirk spread through his face because he couldn’t deny he relished seeing her lose control from his heartless words. So, as he stalked forward with his hammer dragging the ground, he couldn’t help but put the cherry on top.
“What's the matter, Alcina? Feel guilty for not finding big enough collars for your killer bug babies yet?”
The entire church shook with the sound of her enraged scream reverberating off of the cracked walls. “YOU SLIMY, MENACING, PIECE OF SHIT, HEARTLESS BASTARD!!! YOU DARE TO INSULT MY DAUGHTERS?!” By then, her eyes were blood red with murder swimming in their color. Quicker than Heisenberg could react, Alcina sprung forward, snatched the man up by his throat, and slammed him so hard against the wall the concrete cracked into jagged lines. The air thundered with her movements, and she raised her claws, ready to slash through his flesh with unrelenting, merciless fury. “I WILL PAINT THE WALLS ON THIS CHURCH WITH YOUR BLOOD SPLATTER SO MUCH YOUR LYCANS WILL TRULY LEARN WHAT IT MEANS TO HUNGER IN BLOODLUST!”
The church doors burst open, with you entering just in time to see Alcina nearly rip Karl’s face off with her claws. “ENOUGH!!” You screamed, and both of them jerked their heads toward you in shock. Anyone who didn't know you would have thought you were out of your mind, demanding two immortal people with murder and unhinged wrath glinting in their eyes to back off. But they did know you, considered you their closest friend, thought you hung the moon and the stars, and would do anything for you.
You huffed in exasperation because there was never a day in your life when you could leave these two alone with each other without them trying to rip each other’s heads off. You adored them both as your dearest friends as they did toward you. Alcina would gladly slaughter an entire town of people if they so much as uttered a hurtful word toward you, just as Heisenberg would set his pack of lycans on any traitorous mortals who dared to upset you. If you asked them too, they would set the world on fire because they cared about you. Yet, that doesn't stop them from daily trying to kill each other and try as you might; sometimes, you couldn't either.
They knew better than to upset you and tried to remain civil with each other in your presence, lest they meet your cold shoulder for a week and have to grovel for forgiveness. Black God knows they despised such humiliation. So as you strode into the center of the room with bitter outrage and disappointment on your face, Alcina guiltily let go of Heisenberg, letting him fall to the ground with a thud. Karl picked himself up while grumbling, and both of them turned toward you with souring anger and quickly growing regret on their faces.
You rolled your eyes and pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration, thinking it was like trying to wrangle two irritable, misbehaving toddlers. Only your two toddlers were capable of mass murder. While barely controlling your simmering anger, you slowly and with a tense composure said, “I was gone for five. fucking. minutes. Care to explain why I arrive back to find you two inches away from clawing each other’s eyes out?!”
Alcina and Karl glance at each other quickly, hoping the other will provide some sort of excuse you will accept. They knew it was futile, though, and guiltily looked back at you, wringing their hands and preparing themselves for the scolding.
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quimera-cami · 1 year
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Could I request a Heinsburg fic? Maybe when ethan goes through the factory and Reader is in there working or looking for Heinsburg? They can be a villian to Ethan or just neautral i dont mind. I love the idea of bad!reader since reading your patreon story.
Heisenberg! I haven't finished the game yet but I did get up to the factory, so I'm more than happy to write this.
And hope you enjoyed the patreon story! I'm really in the mindset of villain!reader, its so much fun.
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in-ky · 1 year
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Day 9: Nighttime Routine
It's only 200 words but idc guys my head hurts and im not being brave about it Summary: you sit on karl heisenberg's lap Warning: not explicit sex but there are HEAVY references like it's literally aftercare and thats it, lycan!heisenberg (the correct one), AFAB reader no pronouns, smoft
You enjoyed the feeling of his muscles working underneath you. The brushing of his biceps against your back, the shifting of his chest under your head, the deep breaths that would move your entire body up and down. Up and down. And of course, you enjoyed feeling his semi-hardened dick inside of you. When you first decided to further your relationship with the one and only Karl Heinsenberg, you did not picture yourself sitting on his lap, playing with his beard while his cum slowly dripped out of you even though his cock was still in your warmth. Your body was sore from the sheer power he had just fucked you with and teeth marks were starting to become ingrained in your skin. With him being partially lycan, the bites hurt, but Karl has mastered the art of aftercare. 
Most nights end like this. With Karl working on one of his projects, sitting naked in a chair and you sitting equally as naked on top of him. Skin to skin, heart to heart. Every now and then he would stretch and you would grind down on him, causing his dick to twitch slightly inside of you. But he was busy, and you knew that, so you accepted the gentle kiss he gave you and rested your head back on his chest, arms around his shoulders, and listened to the ambience of metal combined with your lover’s heart beat until you fell asleep.
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dilfcontent · 1 year
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KARL HEINSENBERG in Resident Evil: Village (2021).
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1ts4ar0n · 11 months
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Yey i finally come back for some years but anyway new icon and in this account i will made roleplay but just this characters
Nathan park/Wingspan (Stretch Armstrong and the flex fighters)
Bertholdt Hoover and Marco Botd (Attack on titan)
Hank Anderson and Connor (Detroit Become Human)
Kagaya Ubyashiki,Inosuke Hashira, Gyomei Himejima,Tomioka Giyu,Igual obanai and Douma (Demon Slayer)
Genos (One Punch Man)
Kaito momota,Jin Kirigiri and kiyotaka Ishimaru (Danganronpa)
Dante Sparda (Dévil May Cry)
Karl Heinsenberg (Resident Evil Village)
That's all for now!
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scouts-thingsandrps · 2 years
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Resident Evil Muse List
Note: This is semi-exclusively centered around Village, and the ‘main timeline’ will not follow canon
(I.E. Mother Miranda actually sees the lords as family, they’re five lords instead of four, Rose never gets kidnapped, etc.)
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Canon Characters:
Ethan Winters • He/They • Bisexual • Trans Man • 43
Karl Heisenberg • Any • Pansexual • Agender • 36
Alcina Dimitrescu • She/Her • Lesbian • Female • 46
Daniela Dimitrescu • She/It • Omnisexual • Agender • 25
Bela Dimitrescu • She/It • AroAce • 25
Cassandra Dimitrescu • She/It • Lesbian • Agender • 25
Salvatore Moreau • It/He • AroAce • 45
Donna Beneviento • She/They • DemiAroAce Omnisexual • Trans Woman • 42
Angie • It/She • Ageless
Rosemary Winters • She/Her • Bisexual • Enby • 18
Mia Winters • She/Her • Hetroromantic Asexual • Female • 44
Mother Miranda • Any • AroAce • Agender • 47 (Though technically over a hundred years old)
Chris Redfield • He/Him • Hetrosexual • Male • 48
Eva • They/She • Biromantic Asexual • Female • 19
Eveline • Any • AroAce • Agender • 12
Marguerite Baker • She/Her • Hetrosexual • Female • 52
Jack Baker • He/They • Hetrosexual • Male • 51
Lucas Baker • He/Him • AroAce • Trans Man • 25
Zoe Baker • She/Her • Pansexual • Female • 22
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Hemera Embers
Pronouns: Any
Gender & Sexuality: Agender AroAce
Age: 14 (Techically 50 years old)
Appearance, Alt Appearance
Backstory:
When they were about six years old, they got separated from their parents while camping and ended wandering to the village during the winter months.
Mother Miranda ended up finding the young child and caused Hemera to have the Cadou parasite put in them in an attempt to recreate Eva.
While Miranda’s experiments proved unsuccessful in recreating a vessel for her daughter, the Cadou gave Hemera inhuman strength and speed, as well as the ability to manipulate the shadows around Hemera.
However, these powerful abilities come with a cost, as the Cadou stunted Herema’s growth, along with making her sensitive to the cold and bright lights.
Donna and Heinsenberg eventually offer to take the child in and raising her together.
[Note: Hemera’s shadow powers function similarly to Wanda’s magic (mainly the creation aspect of it).]
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nekrosmos · 2 years
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bbreakingbenjamin · 3 years
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Donna on her work ♥
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solondosfatao · 3 years
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Resident Evil Village
- Art by @StelarPidgin
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chokko-artdump · 2 years
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And it continues
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hexa-trance · 2 years
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I'm sorry but Doc Ock and Karl Heinsenburg are the same man in different fonts, and I will happily simp for both.
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