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yukkue · 6 months

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#re ethan winters #resident evil ethan winters #resident evil 7 #my art #resident evil #re7 #re7 biohazard #ethan winters

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wisecrackingeric-2 · 11 months

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@crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington take this as a late birthday present because your Lethan aus have DESTROYED me emotionally and have TAKEN OVER MY BRAIN /pos

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placentafluid · 8 months

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put behind you any thoughts of home; that place of broken promises

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refiwrites · 1 year

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"Just hold me" prompt with Ethan Winters, possibly with Ethan meeting a fem reader in the bakers house and she's having a panic attack and just needs to be held. Feel free to ignore

i couldn't possibly ignore this bc its my first request for ethan winters, so here it is!

ethan winters x fem! reader

wc: 1.0k

prompts: "just hold me."

warning/s: panic attack, swearing, tell me if i missed anything!

“I’m fucking done with this...” Ethan sighed out loud, after another creature falls at his feet. The smell of gunpowder lingering in the air as he opts to reload his gun.

Ethan looks at his surroundings before spotting a nearby shack across the river. He debated whether or not to go there with the threat of the monsters around him. He holds his gun tightly, making a last minute decision.

He’s going towards the shack. His tiredness took over his determination in getting out of this hell hole and he figured taking a few minutes rest inside it wouldn’t hurt.

Ethan carefully crosses a rickety bridge that almost threatened to break with every step he took. Thankfully it didn’t break as he made his way through.

Now Ethan holds his gun in his hand a little tighter as he approached the shack.

Breathing out, Ethan rounds it, trying to find the door, when he does, his first thought was just to barge in, just in case any enemies were in there.

But a deep inhale of breath coming from inside the shack stops his movement.

Ethan’s eyebrows knit together.

There was it again, this time the sounds were sobs, particularly from the sounds of it, Ethan figured it was a female.

As Ethan listened in, making sure it wasn’t some creature trying to mimic a hurt person, Ethan’s eyes also noticed the door being slightly ajar.

Holding his gun up to his chest with both hands, he slowly but surely pushes the door open with his shoulder, surprisingly, without sound.

His gun aimed out, looking inside the place.

However, what caught his attention most is that there was a woman sitting in the corner, her body was visibly shaking, taking in fast paced breaths.

Ethan could also notice that she looked like she wasn’t part of the place, nor the Baker family with her civilian clothing all torn apart as he could see some cuts on her arms and legs.

“Hey.” Ethan spoke up, but the woman continued to hug her knees, violently trembling as she was shaking her head.

He says it a little louder, no response.

Ethan decides on approaching her completely, slowly placing a hand on her shoulder.

“He-“

“No! No! Stop, please get away from me!”

She suddenly flinched. Ethan immediately retracts his hand, placing both hands in the air as a sign of surrender.

In her attempt to escape, she backs up more into the wall, which did nothing as she cried, trying to claw her way out of there.

Ethan could feel her emotions reach him, he gulped. “Hey- okay, I’m not here to hurt you- I’m not one of them!” Ethan said clearly for her to hear.

She looks at him, fear in her eyes, blurry vision due to her tears welling.

Staring at the man in front of you, your chest ached as your vision blurred as you tried to regain your breathing.

“I’m not one of them, I’m not gonna hurt you, I promise, look- all I want is to get out of this fucking place and I’m sure you do too.” The man continued to speak in front of you.

“I’m Ethan. Ethan Winters.” The man, or Ethan, said.

“I- I- I.” You stumble upon your words as the panic attack is completely taking over you with the things you’ve seen and the creatures you managed to escape, ending up in this shack as a last resort. You didn’t even think you’d still had a fighting chance.

Ethan finally thinks of something to help you calm down. “Okay, you’re okay.” He spoke with his voice calm, firm.

That’s when you felt his warm hand on your shoulder, no, not like the other family that lived in this house, their hands was cold, rotten, unhuman like even if their appearance was.

Your chest still heaved as you tried to regain your composure, your hair matted to your face as cold sweat covered you.

You stared at him, still whether unsure to trust him.

“Here.” Ethan said, taking the jacket off his shoulders before wrapping it around yours instead, the immediate warmth of it making you close your eyes.

Ethan watched, he wasn’t exactly skilled in comforting someone through a panic attack but he’s trying his best, even if it’s a complete stranger.

“T-thank you.” You stammered, trying to thank Ethan. He was definitely your highlight ever since finding yourself here.

Ethan, who had been sitting, watching you, smiled, but it quickly fades as he noticed you still trembling.

“You’re still shaking...” Ethan commented, you look up at him, your vision still hazy.

Ethan, makes a bold decision to do something, but it was only for the sake of helping you. He scoots from his sitting position to sit beside you. You were free to push him off though. “Come here...”

His voice sounded close now. You glance, finding him next to you with an arm extended. Ethan could see how you hesitated, but then started scooting up in his arms.

He carefully wraps an arm around you, letting you lean on him as you laid your head on his chest, where you could hear the faint thumping of his heartbeat.

The sound almost eases your trembling figure, letting you close your eyes, letting yourself focus on his heartbeat.

Ethan decided to aid in this as his hand slowly rubbed your shoulder to ease you.

As your panic attack dissipated, Ethan slowly began to retract his arm around you, but your movement made him stop as you spoke.

“Just hold me...”

As soon as the words rung in his ears, Ethan was taken-aback, but he answered through his actions. He kept holding you.

As soon as his arm relaxed around you, you mumble a silent ‘thank you’ as you breathed out in relief, glad that the panic attack had stopped and also thankful that there was someone in this place willing to do whatever it takes to survive and get out of here.

Maybe you really did have a fighting chance after all.

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all-lars-bars · 10 months

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I want to get it across to everyone that Ethan Winters, while very much just some guy, is also definitely not normal.

#and I'm not just talking about the mold #this man really got both of his hands severed from his body and slapped 'em back on with no issue‚ they're working good as new #and just. doesn't question that #just goes on about his hell filled days #like he had to have questioned it in those three or so years between games‚ right?#he's either an idiot‚ just weird‚ or there's a secret third thing that made him not question it (mold probably)#i like to think that there's just always been something wrong with him but his normal-ness acts as the perfect disguise #can you tell I really like this character?#i only know re7 and re8 lore. that is it #and I am happy with that #i'm having the time of my life #resident evil #resident evil 7 #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #re7 #re8 #ethan winters #re ethan winters

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killercardiagn · 1 year

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Miss him everyday

#art #ask to tag #my art #resident evil #re ethan winters #ethan winters #re8 ethan winters #resident evil 8

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the-jax · 1 year

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The ultimate gamer setup

#cursed art #resident evil #re8 #karl heisenberg #re art #re8 heisenberg #resident evil heisenberg #resident evil fanart #ethan winters #re ethan winters

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your-fave-is-being-blended · 9 months

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Perhaps Ethan Winters from Resident Evil?

Ethan Winters from Resident Evil is being blended!!

You cannot save him.

#your fave is being blended #you cannot save them #(are those medical grade staples on his wrist?)#(because they certainly dont look like it)#(istg if he used an industrial staple gun to keep his hand attached then he deserves blender hell)#blend requests #ethan winters #resident evil #re ethan winters #ethan resident evil

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nightmaretherabbit · 1 year

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@thecryptidart1st 3 of the @thegraveyardsh1ft sillies <3

Gonna reblog this when I draw the other two

#my art #thecryptidart1st #the graveyard shift #fanart #gift #re ethan winters #fnaf michael afton #dark deception doug

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wedontdeservethestars · 1 year

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hii!!!! assuming ur still takin requests for that writing game, could u do cingulomania w/ ethan winters?

LOVED the heisenberg one btw I'm abt to reblog it and express my adoration for ur writing it is soo good <333

and so u don't have to go look through that whole big post, here's the definition for u :] "cingulomania: a strong desire to hold a person in your arms."

Hi there! First off I am SO sorry for how long this took for me to churn out, this ask got sent around the time I started tech week at my college for a show and then, of course, the show itself overtook my life. Oops lol....anyhow!! I decided to go a more hurt/comfort route with this so it got a little angsty, hope that's okay!! Still has a happy end (because God knows our poor guy Keithan Splinters deservers it..)

Also plot note: reader somewhat takes the place of Mia in the Resident Evil timeline (sorry babygirl), this drabble takes place post-RE8

CW for themes of identity crisis, self-hatred, and things like the such

((Send me a vocab word and a resident evil character and I’ll write a little drabble!!))

“Can you hold my hand? Please?”

Ethan’s tone surprised you. You yourself felt rather sunny. It was hard not to, what with the baby blue sky brushed with cottony clouds and a summer breeze that just tickled your skin enough to be pleasant on such a warm day. The scent of fresh sandwiches and fruit slices and homemade cheesecake (Ethan’s favorite) wafted by on the wind. What made the day even more perfect was that the two of you had somehow managed to secure this spot alone. Despite the field you settled your picnic in being near a public hiking trail, there wasn’t another soul in sight. Usually Ethan enjoyed this. People weren’t his thing, especially not as of late. He much preferred spending his time with just you and Rose, who was fast asleep in her baby basket beside the two of you, her little nose scrunching up when it caught pollen on the breeze.

The day itself was planned out as perfectly as you could hope. Along with lunch, you packed books and a deck of cards to play with later on and you wore a neat little outfit. Ethan was dressed similarly in a blue-dotted button-up and earthy slacks, but despite his trimmed appearance, you could tell how distressed he was. That, and the mere cadence of his request. He seemed so despondent. He had been, ever since returning from Europe to the states. You really couldn’t blame him, after what he’d endured just to get Rose back. It wasn’t like you hadn’t been through a lot, either, but Ethan had arguably suffered just as badly, if not more.

Especially since he learned of his genetic reform.

“Sure, bug,” you murmured, stretching your hand towards him.

Ethan, with glazed eyes that couldn’t quite reach yours, grazed his skin against your fingers. You pulled him fully into your grasp. He didn’t feel cold, but he definitely didn’t feel as warm as you expected him to. He just felt stagnant.

“You okay?” you poked, searching his face for any hint of what turmoil lied behind it.

“Mm.” Ethan replied curtly. You sighed. By now, you were used to his non-responses, but it didn’t change the fact that you were still saddened that he wouldn’t talk to you.

“That doesn’t sound very okay,” you murmured, trying to be gentle but also, and quite frankly, fed up with him closing you off like you hadn’t been married for literal years.

When Ethan remained silent, you felt your heart sink like stone and let go of his hand–that is, until he tightened his own grip. When you looked back at him, there was the unmistakable red glow of tears threatening at the corners of his eyes. Immediately, you felt bad for dismissing him before.

“Ethan?” you asked.

“I’m afraid.”

You brushed a stray tuft of blonde hair from his face. “Of what, darling?”

This time, in addition to a trembling breath, you got a full sentence. “What if I’m not me anymore?”

A frown tugged at your lips. “Of course you’re you. What are you talking about?”

“I’m not human anymore.” Ethan’s voice was quiet. It was tinged with palpable tension.

“You’re human enough,” you assured him. “Maybe not anatomically. But you can still move and talk and think, can’t you? And love.”

“And hurt.” It sounded like something was stuck in his throat. “I-I don’t know what I am anymore.”

“You’re Ethan,” you said decisively. “Nothing else matters. You still feel like yourself, right?”

“I don’t know.” Ethan looked up at you suddenly, his piercing eyes wide and wild. “I don’t remember how I’m supposed to feel. Do you know how many times I’ve been cut and stabbed and shot and-and ripped apart, only to be-to be fucking stitched back together like some freakish monster? I haven’t felt like anything but a monster for years!”

A silence had overcome you. Even the gentle sound of the breeze felt like an intruder. You wet your lips and averted your gaze. Ethan had let go of your hand again at was staring at his wrist. The first place he’d been destroyed.

“I’m…sorry,” you finally settled on. What else were you supposed to say?

“You weren’t supposed to know that,” he said.

“Why not?”

“Because you can’t fix it. Fix me.” You watched his fingers flex back and forth. You could still make out the numerous scars and scratches forever etched deep into the fungal layers of his skin, even if they had grown fainter with time.

“You’re right.”

Ethan looked at you, startled at your agreement.

“I can’t,” you continued. “I don’t think anyone can fix you. I think that you have changed. But so have I. And so has Rose…all of us are different after the Baker house, and the village, and Evelyn, and…everything. Did I ever tell you about my nightmares?”

“Your…nightmares,” Ethan wracked. You laid your hand over his.

“I dream about the Bakers every night. Even after all this time, I still see them in my mind. That’s my scar.”

“You…” His mouth had gone dry. Feeling like you had guilted him a little harder than you meant to, you backtracked.

“My point is, we’re both different people. But what matters is that, in the most important ways, we’re still the same. I still love you, just like when we met. I hope you love me the same.”

“I do,” he said quickly. “More than anything.”

“So you’re still Ethan.” Your hands gravitated towards his strong jaw, and you smiled. For the first time in a long time, you saw a lightness enter his eyes.

“Maybe…” It wasn’t a full confirmation. But it was something.

“Besides,” you teased lightly, “I like all of your scars. Makes you look like an action hero.”

“Gee, thanks. I’ve always wanted to be one of those stunt guys.”

“There he is,” you giggled. “There’s that sarcastic guy I fell in love with.”

Ethan huffed, but the deep creases of his face had softened, and you aided their slack with a kiss to a pink cut across the bridge of his nose.

“But seriously,” you murmured as you laid your lips along the other marks on his face, “I will kiss every single scar and scrape on your beautiful body if I have to.”

“And what would that prove, hm?”

“That I’ll never stop loving you. No matter what you look like, or what you are, or whatever’s going on with you. You are so, so perfect, Ethan Winters. And I love you more than anything on this godforsaken earth, even if it doesn’t seem to love you back.”

Ethan chuckled softly and squeezed your hands.

“Thank you, honey.” He planted a kiss just on your forehead, and you smiled. “I love you, too.”

#poor poor ethan #boy deserves some kissies #i would very happily kiss his scars btw i love ethan #wedontdeservethefics #ethan winters #ethan winters x reader #resident evil #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #re8 #re7 #resident evil 7 #resident evil biohazard #re village #re biohazard #re ethan #re ethan winters #vocabulary event

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enbyneti · 1 year

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Ethan Winters, on the worst best day of his life

[See Above : A blond caucasian man kneeling on the floor, balancing on his hands. His skin color shifts to grey to black as it travels down to his hands, one of them mangled with two missing fingers. His visible skin is covered in scars relating to canonical injuries. He is dressed in a bastardized wedding dress based off Victorian and other older fashion ; a peasant frilly shirt with a wide collar and long sleeves, slightly transparent, a large leather belt, a split pleated skirt shifting from see green to black from top to bottom, white thigh highs held by golden belts around the upper thighs. He wears a choker, golden manacles and a golden metallic belt with visible keyholes, as well as large golden earrings. He is glaring up at something offscreen and his eyes are blue, with black sclera and golden pupils. His hair is blond with white strands, unkempt.]

Part of a possible coming fic project

#re8 #re8 fanart #resident evil #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #re ethan winters #ethan winters #karl heisenberg (implied)#fanart #my art #enbyneti art #project art #fic art

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yukkue · 6 months

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best dad

#my art #resident evil #resident evil 8 #resident evil 7 #ethan winters #resident evil fanart #resident evil ethan winters #re ethan winters #re7 biohazard #re7 #re ethan

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wisecrackingeric-2 · 9 months

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I think the Sad Blondes should be friends :)

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lust-for-ultraviolence · 8 months

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Intersex Demiman Enbyhet Ethan Winters

(I used the demiboy flag because I only found one random Demiman flag on pintrist, but had no info if that’s THE flag or if Demimen just use the demiboy flag)

#ethan winters #resident evil #resident evil biohazard #resident evil village #lgbtqia headcanons #intersex headcanons #demiboy headcanon #enbyhet #enbyhet headcanon #queerhet #re ethan winters

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refiwrites · 11 months

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ethan winters breeding kink (real!!)

#im in love w him #ethan winters #ethan winters x you #ethan winters imagines #but mans got a breeding kink #breeding kink go brrr #id do it for him 🧎#x reader #fanfiction #imagines #re7 #re7 biohazard #re ethan winters #resident evil #ethan winters x reader #re8 #re8 village #re8 ethan winters

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eliastheownerof0axolotls · 1 year

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Almost wishing Ethan stayed faceless cuz the faceless art of him looks awesome but also eTHAN YOUR LASHES

#ethan winters #resident evil village #resident evil #shadows of rose #re ethan winters #re8 #resident evil 8

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