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Yandere S.T.A.R.S Team (Resident Evil) platonic headcanons

Note- I am back (It's been years), this has been in my drafts so I said fuck it/this is so messy and the timeline/canon may not be accurate but enjoy! This is mainly platonic, but w/some characters it could be interpreted romantically

Characters; Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine, Rebecca Chambers, Barry Burton, Joseph Forest, Brad Vickers, Forest Speyer, Richard Aiken, Enrico Marini, Kenneth Sullivan, Edward Dewey

The first person you perhaps meet is Albert; he is the leader of the S.T.A.R.S Team. Not only do all the recruiters get approved by him, but he also overlooks all your tests. He greets you like any other, but gradually something takes a hold of him. He's in denial at first, even seeming harsh. You may initially believe he didn't like you; oblivious to the countless files and cameras hidden everywhere.

Having the rest of the team be just as enamored was not on the table. You are immediately welcomed by the team and Rebecca is the first to befriend you since you two are the youngest of the team. Like how Richard was tasked with watching over Rebecca, he’s tasked with the same responsibility over you (even if Wesker preferred to do it himself).

Chris can't help but grow quickly fond of you. He positions himself in the role of your protector; feeling the utmost responsibility for your happiness and safety. So if you have any problems - whether it's with Chief Irons or getting in trouble for say, breaking a rule; trust he'll be quick to intervene and 'save' the day.

You're all Chris ever talks about to Claire and before long, the two of you cross paths. Claire, like her brother assumes herself in the role of being your friend right away. She occasionally pays you visits and you can be sure that you will receive calls from times when she's unable to visit. Claire expects Chris to keep her informed of you at all times.

Barry, Enrico, and Kenneth all take fatherly roles; they look at you and already placed adopted papers on the table ready for you to sign. It makes it all the harder for Wesker to have any absolute control as they all put their foot down.

Barry adores you and it’s not taken lightly when it’s said he treats you as his child, probably cause he views you as actually one of his own. He invites you to a family dinner, introducing you to his family who all naturally take a liking to you. Barry insists on his house always being open if you need a place to stay or run into trouble. 

Since Barry sees you as his own, there is a never-end to his dad jokes. Even when you comment on how terrible it is, he likes seeing the smile on your face. Trust you'll be invited to every birthday, barbecue, or any family Burton event.

Enrico while he adopted a fatherly role, he was a bit reluctant to get so attached to you. He’s the few in the team who's fully aware and doesn't hesitate to call out the others when he thinks they are going too far. He worries a lot about your safety, and most times it's Enrico who comes out on top of arguments on who gets to drive you home. 

Kenneth as the oldest of the team, feels the most responsible for you. He is aware just like Enrico and doesn't wish for you to be scared of him or the team. He wants you to come to him whenever you need anything, even for small tasks such as finding a specific file. Like Enrico, Kenneth has no problem telling the others to back off if you need space.

More trouble comes along when Forest and Joseph come along. They develop their tendencies the quickest and tend to be the most clingy out of the team. They (along with Chris) become your partners in crime.

Joseph is someone you can always count on to make you smile even in the most serious of situations; he doesn’t care when others lecture him for it. You're not safe from his teasing. Granted you're not the target of his pranks but he likes to poke fun at you from time to time. It's why no alarms are ringing in your head when he says something questionable, assuming he’s just being Joseph.

You're not safe from Forest's playful teasings either. He can be a little annoying, poking your cheek or trying to tickle you when wanting your attention. Like Joseph, he's very affectionate, putting his arm around your shoulder and resting his head on your lap if you allow it. The others lecture him for doing it so publicly but Joseph knows it's jealousy talking more than anything.

As said, a squad of its own is formed; Chris, Joseph, Forest, and you. While they tend to be jealous, the three are okay with sharing when it comes to each other. Forest and Chris enjoy competing in shoot training and showing off who can do it better, inviting you to place bets. They're happy to show you all the gun's tricks and let you choose your weapon's signature.

Joseph, being a mechanic, can't always spend as much time with you. But he'll eagerly drag you into teaching you the ropes, whisking you away from the other two. He beams with pride when you grasp something from his impromptu lessons. Even if he's not exactly teaching you anything, he's happy to chat about anything as he works. 

Jill becomes someone you’re close to, someone whom Chris and Barry trust to leave you alone with. She’s not afraid to whisk you away from the others when she wants to and won’t hesitate to call out anyone selfishly taking your time (Uhm Joseph). 

Most of all, Jill loves having girl time with you. She's there for any fashion advice, gladly taking you shopping to revamp your wardrobe. If you're unsure how to do your makeup, she's eager to help, though Jill never wants to teach you so you can keep coming to her.

Jill is also willing to use any excuse to have you stay over at her place anytime even suggesting sharing an apartment to ‘save money”. And if you think Wesker’s the only one with a bunch of files, Jill has a hidden drawer filled with everything she has on you. 

Brad becomes incredibly attached but is a bit shy about approaching you. He'll do little things to make your day better, like bringing your favorite coffee (watching you do it too many times) or organizing your desk just the way you like it.

Brad tries to agree with everything you do, supporting any ideas you bring forth in, team meetings and hesitates to snitch on you, always trying to talk to you first to prevent trouble (aka punishments). Similar to Kenneth, he's aware of his tendencies and doesn't want you to fear him.

Richard is the softest guy on the team as said, was tasked with watching over you and quickly grew fond of you, He has made it well known that if you ever need help you can seek him out even when you get in trouble, he’ll gladly keep it hidden from the others to avoid you being in trouble even taking the brunt of it.

If you find yourself spending time with Richard, trust that Rebecca is there, too, being the sweetest in the group as well. Initially, she might not fully grasp her tendencies, but once she does, her sole concern is your safety and happiness. She frowns upon hearing Jill and Chris discussing ways to keep you confined and is the one who tries to reassure the others not to be too 'harsh' on you.

Edward may appear intimidating, but he's actually a softie at heart. While he might not warm up to you as quickly as Forest and Joseph did, given some time, he grows fond of you and eventually places him as your trusted friend. He's aware that his demeanor can be intimidating and desires nothing more than for you to feel comfortable opening up to him, always offering a smile whenever he sees you around the RPD.

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Chief Irons has learned that you're the one person he can't even dare to go near. You might be a troublemaker, breaking every rule in the book, but Albert will put his foot down to ensure nothing comes of it. It's enough that the rest of the team has a dislike towards Irons, and he, along with everyone in the RPD, knows that crossing you means crossing the Stars team.

Wesker also keeps the extent of his monitoring and knowledge of you a closely guarded secret. He's aware that Kenneth, Enrico, Richie, Edward, and Barry all vocally dislike the idea of 'stalking' you in such ways (they all do but try to keep it as ‘morally right’). In his grand plan, he hopes to lure you away, but he must do it in a way that won't raise suspicion.

You have the most protective people watching over you. Even a simple accident like someone spilling a cup on you puts everyone on high alert.

Your favoritism doesn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the RPD, sparking rumors around the station that Edward and Barry quickly shut down whenever they hear someone bad-mouthing you.

Chris and Forest, on the other hand, can be incredibly impulsive, leading to all sorts of issues that Wesker and Enrico have to deal with. Jill and Joseph even got in trouble once for punching someone.

That means going on no dangerous missions; the one thing they all agree on. Wesker ensures that all your missions are carefully managed, eliminating any risks of you being in danger, and he pretends not to know what you mean if you ask. The other members are willing to gaslight you, suggesting that you just happen to get the easy ones, even Rebecca and Brad.

They're all eager to fight each other to train you, each claiming they're better at teaching you self-defense. Chris and Forest are the ones who usually end up teaching you since they're often the first ones to arrive. But everyone knows that if Wesker insists on training you, they can't object. And it's probably for the best, as some (Uhm Richard, and Edward) will pretend to lose or go easy on you because they don't want to "hurt" you.

The team normally doesn’t go out, but they all want to spend time with you. Usually, all of you go to diners (except for Wesker, wonder why). There's a little argument over who should order you to prove who knows you the best.

Your seat is chosen to please everyone, sometimes between Jill and Chris, other times between Richard and Rebecca. Another silent argument happens when they debate on who should pay for you; Enrico succeeds by slipping the payment to the waiter when the others aren’t looking.

Everyone always makes sure you come home safe. You expect numerous calls from everyone checking up on you. They all secretly know you're fine, as they're in cahoots with each other, but they just want to hear your voice.

There's also a chance that if Richard, Forest, or Jill are the ones bringing you home, they'll make some excuse about needing to stay overnight because they're tired or the weather is bad.

 If you need someone to drive you to the station or pick you up, perhaps because you can’t drive, they're all willing to fight each other once again to do so. They've left important meetings or appointments countless times just to rush to your aid. It's almost always Wesker, Richard, Enrico (and sometimes Chris) who beat the others in picking you up.

Once again, you're always taken to events that the teammates have. Brad is getting takeout, he's on his way to pick you up since he assumes you're also hungry. Forest wants to go out for a drink, prepare for him to be at your door, and when you attend together, he’s protecting your drink with his life and will even pretend to be your boyfriend. Barry has a baseball game he wants to attend, so why not come with him and his family. 

Jill needs to pick up a new outfit or something in the way, she decides to take you as well. Rebecca comes along, and sometimes the three of you have spa days in the process. Rebecca also loves going on road trips with you; there needs to be a person or two with you to ensure nothing bad happens. Rebecca once brought you to her favorite team's basketball game and the two of you shared those nachos and fries. It was Rebecca's happiest memory.

Movie nights are a must. Brad and Edward agree with anything you wish to watch, while Jill and Joseph are fighting over which ones to watch. Chris and Forest are trying to get your attention more than actually watching a movie. Meanwhile, Rebecca is actually enjoying the movie and wants to talk to you about it later on. She and Richard ensure you have your popcorn, and Richard brings your favorite bakery treats.

Expect to be always praised when you're around the team. Wesker himself praises you for a job well done whenever you find a clue or bring him the right file. Richard, Edward, and Rebecca are the most vocal. Also expect Chris and Barry to give you a pat on the back, while Forest and Joseph jokingly pat your head.

Wesker has you as his right-hand assistant, even when it’s not officially confirmed as such. You're tasked to help and stay by him whenever he needs assistance. He pretends not to see everyone side-eyeing him when he places your desk right next to his, but then again, they all ignore his stare when they come to your desk for whatever excuse they need.

The best people to comfort you are Barry, Enrico, Kenneth, and Richard. These men hate seeing you in tears. Brad will try to make you laugh while hugging you, while also finding the right words to comfort you. You can lie to Enrico, and he'll still know; he's memorized your body language, pulling you into an immediate hug before the tears even come. 

Kenneth's ability to comfort shines in giving the best advice and solving any issues you have. Richard will sit next to you and listen; it could be the middle of the night, and he'll gladly answer any call or stay up to do any activities that will cheer you up.

Something everyone has huge arguments about is punishments; it gets heated at times. These discussions are, of course, not done in your presence.

Wesker is open to punishments, Chris and Jill agree with precautions, and Barry may reluctantly agree but claim he wants nothing to do with it. Brad and Rebecca voice their disagreement but can’t really intervene. Edward and Richie, like Barry, say they want nothing to do with it. Forest and Joseph don’t like it but will let the others make the decisions. Enrico and Kenneth are the most vocal against such decisions.

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Everything is going well in the team until the mansion incident.

You had to be with the Alpha team, unaware of the fate that fell upon the Bravo team, as there was no way Wesker would have let you out of his sight.

You had to witness Joseph get mauled by the zombie dogs, and if it weren’t for Wesker shooting the one coming at you and Chris pulling you along, you may have been a victim of it. Getting into the mansion has them immediately checking for injuries, only to realize you are just shaken up.

If you try to suggest coming along with Chris to check on what’s happening, Wesker immediately disapproves, even pulling rank to have you stay by him, and Jill agrees. Chris assures you he'll be just fine.

Things happen and it may lead you to be separated from Wesker and Jill. It makes all of them panic and look for you. Chris is nervous but assumes you must be with either Wesker or Jill. Jill and Wesker are trying to remain calm as they search. There is a chance you will meet Rebecca, who informs you of Edward's death, and this leads to you reuniting with Chris. 

Alternatively, you may come across Barry, who refuses to leave your side, leading you to reunite with Jill. Both scenarios will have you meeting Richard, who immediately embraces you upon seeing you safe. You may also encounter Enrico, who seems hesitant to inform you of who he believes is responsible for the situation.

Forbid you get injured at any moment in the mansion, everyone will be in panic. Barry will try to reassure you, holding your wound while Jill rushes to get any herbs. Or Rebecca will try to tend to you while Chris silently panics in the background, refusing to leave your side. Richard will insist you stay in a room for your safety while he tries to find Rebecca or first aid. Enrico tries to remain calm, bringing you along with him as he rids the area of any zombies, fearing the risk of leaving you alone.

Soon enough, you will find out about Wesker's involvement, and his first act is to keep you as a hostage, even knocking you out. He’s merely bluffing but needs to keep the others away. If he encounters Enrico, he is well aware the man knows he’s a traitor and will kill him in front of you. After all, you will know the truth either way.

It all ends with Wesker believed to be 'dead,' killed by the tyrant, and the mansion about to blow up. You and everyone mourn all those who you have lost, and you are surrounded by the remaining survivors as they try to comfort you and tend to any injuries you may have gained. 

You are too lost in your grief and all you have experienced that you don’t realize the eyes all watching you, as they all make a silent vow to themselves to forever keep you safe. And most of all, you don’t know that Wesker has been reborn, getting out of the mansion as he plots his revenge.

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OLD FOLKS HOME ↪ age gap hcs

the people you love & the shit they do that reminds you of the dreaded Gap (tm). characters included: leon kennedy, chris redfield, jill valentine, claire redfield, rebecca chambers no warnings to speak of. remember kids, if you're gonna date people in their 30s and 40s, you're gonna have different cultural contexts and, most likely, different senses of humor.

Leon is eight levels of irony deep. He started doing Old Guy Shit just to mess with you, and now it's all come full circle. 

It turns out he actually likes watching the weather channel. He’s monitoring storms that are miles and miles away from you, pointing out the feeder bands like it’s some kind of sporting event. 

He's genuinely invested in Ice Road Truckers. He asks you to TiVo it for him when he's gone. You do not have TiVo. In fact, you're pretty sure no one still has TiVo. 

Or you were, until Leon once again committed to the bit and got TiVo.

Really, genuinely annoying about old movies, actors, and directors.

”What do you mean you don’t know who Robert Redford is? The Candidate? Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid? C’mon. He was even in an episode of The Twilight Zone. You’ll know him when you see him.”

At least you get movie dates out of it.

Movie dates that he will pepper with trivia about the film, by the way. You don't need the commentary track. He is the commentary.

I'm so, so sorry about this. 🤪 is his favorite emoji. I know. I'm sorry.

Chris cannot fucking hear. To be honest, I think most of them have some degree of hearing loss - but Chris in particular seems to have very subjective hearing loss.

Yes, you were just having a full-fledged conversation. No, he didn’t hear you ask him to take out the trash. He didn’t forget, he just didn’t hear you. Sorry, you were standing on his right - come on, you know that’s his bad side.

Explains basic technology to you because he’s not sure if you know what it is. Then, in the same breath, crams in so many military acronyms he may as well be reciting the alphabet. Does not explain the acronyms.

Like, yeah, Chris. I know what a landline is. Dial-up internet, too. Now, what the fuck is an ORE?

Have you ever gotten ‘ok’ in response to a nude? You’re about to. Completely demoralizing, by the way.

He didn't know you wanted him to compose a poem dedicated to your beauty, okay? He tries to get better, but winds up sending shit like 'wow 👍'

Does the dad thing where he insists he's not interested in watching what's on TV and then stands with his hands on his hips in the middle of the living room, enthralled by the show.

Jill does not understand your music. She will not make an attempt to understand your music. If you see her tapping her foot to the beat, no you do not. She is not interested in expanding her musical horizons.

She only bought you tickets to that concert because she knew you would love it. She only went with you because you’re cute when you’re so into this stuff. She only bought that t-shirt because it would be a good souvenir, and eventually, a good grease rag.

Generalized distrust of social media. Do not show her a tiktok. She will ignore the video and lecture you about data safety. Jill, please. Just watch the fucking cat video.

And then she turns around and opts in to literally everything on the McDonald's app.

If there’s a rewards program, she’s in. Already sold. Didn’t even read the fine print. All that shit she was telling you about how you need to be more careful is right out the window for some free fries.

Anything for the thrill of a good deal. If she had more time on her hands, she would be couponing.

Buys in bulk. No, it doesn't matter if the two of you could not physically eat that much rice. It's cheaper to buy it like this. It's fine. It's good for you.

Gotta stock up on non-perishables, too. You gotta be prepared in case something happens. "Better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it."

Claire cannot stop shopping from QVC. She's in the kitchen with David. It Takes Two with Mary and Sandra? Wrong. It actually takes three. Mary, Sandra, and Claire.

Infomercials have got her by the throat. You have so many gadgets and gizmos around your home that are just collecting dust.

Gets wine drunk and goes online shopping. Legitimately does not remember what she’s bought.

Absolutely will not let you open the packages. (“Some of this stuff could be for you, you know.” “Claire, last time it was a 10,000 count package of googly eyes.” “And I used all 10,000. You still haven’t found them all.”)

Uses every piece of technology until it’s about to fall apart. Absolutely not interested in having the latest and greatest. She’s one of those people who insists that as long as her phone can make calls and send texts, she doesn’t need a new one.

Speaking of texts. Somehow, she got it into her head that a read receipt is equivalent to a reply. She doesn't get what the problem is. You know she saw your text. Why does she have to reply?

Genuinely doesn't mean anything malicious by it - but also, if you did that to her, you would never hear the end of it.

Rebecca legitimately has facebook humor. They all have some degree of facebook humor, but she's got it the worst. 

Will blow up your notifications tagging you in shit that is just straight up not funny. I’m talking full on tagging you with “😂😂😂”

Unironically sent you a minion meme once.

It's not that she's disconnected. She teaches undergrads. She knows what’s in, even if it’s only from the periphery. It’s just that she doesn’t care. She has no interest in keeping up with trends just for the sake of it. She’s so used to being the youngest person in the room and having to keep up expectations that she just absolutely does not care anymore. She's glad she's not one of the kids anymore.

If it made her laugh it made her laugh, her enjoyment isn’t shackled by feelings of shame!!

If you have a group chat on any platform with your friends please invite her. She's just happy to be included. She'll make a discord if she has to, and she'll brag about it to her students.

Yeah, she says pupper and doggo. She does. Look at her.

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RE HC's: Attachment Style, Love Languages

(Keep in mind these are literally all HC's and if you disagree, it's not cannon so don't get your dick in a twist. This is literally just how I see the characters. Most are bisexual because… it just feels fitting to me. Idk. If you don't see a character here that you'd like me to do, please let me know.)

Characters in this Post: Rebecca Chambers, Billy Coen, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine, Leon Kennedy, Claire Redfield, Ada Wong, and Carlos Oliveira. (if you'd like a character not mentioned here done, feel free to ask <3)

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Rebecca Chambers-

Sexuality: Bi/Demi-sexual

Zodiac: Virgo

Love Language: Becca definitely expresses her love through acts of service. She may not be all that great at expressing herself through words, and being busy with work allows her little time to be close to you in person. She will do little things like fold your clothes if they're still in the dryer, make your bed, do those chores you aren't looking forward to, and so much more. She loves the idea of helping make your life a little more easier. When it comes to being shown love however, Rebecca loves words of affirmation. She thrives best when you give her hella love and reassurance. Not being good with words, she admires how freely you can talk about your feelings for her. It literally lights up her soul.

Attachment Style: Despite a lot of the struggles Rebecca has been through, she's pretty secure in herself and the relationships she gets in. Even though she struggles with her words, she's super effective at communicating her feelings when it comes to issues. Rebecca is also really good at self-reflection and will work on herself in all the places she falters, to ensure you two have the most healthy dynamic. She's super trusting of you, and does not hesitate to give out reassurance if you ask.

Billy Coen-

Sexuality: Bisexual

Zodiac: Taurus

Love Language: Billy expresses his love through physical touch. Whether it be through gentle caresses or playful pokes and punches, he lovesss touching you in any way. He can't seem to keep his hands off of you. You go out, he will kick you playfully under the table, and in the morning he's the one to cling to you and not want you to get out of bed. Morning sex is a given with him. He loves to make you feel good, and he feels best when he's touching you. When it comes to being shown love, Billy is a big fan of quality time. He doesn't care what it is you're doing, he wants to be close. You have to go to the grocery store to do some mundane task, nothing makes him more excited than you inviting him to go. He especially loves when you take time off of work or other things to be with him. Knowing you took time out of your day and your life to make room for him makes his day.

Attachment Style: Billy hasn't had the best of luck in the relationship department, especially with his past, and it makes him weary of who to trust. He's got an anxious attachment style, and while he craves love he's also terrified it isn't genuine. Billy can be super clingy at points, and sometimes struggles when you don't seem to have time for him. He needs constant reassurance, that you're for him and only him. He realizes this about himself, and always makes sure to tell you before you start dating. When given reassurance, he is the happiest boy, and he will never tire of you showing him just how much you love him.

Albert Wesker-

Sexuality: Pansexual (this is actually not a stretch as his VA played him as a queer man Link

Zodiac: Aries

Love Language: Albert expresses his love through giving gifts. Bro is not good with words and not a fan of being touched. But if he's sees something that reminds him of you, he will absolutely get it. He will shower you in gifts. You mention needing a new set of pens to take notes, he's already half-way to the store, buying the specific ball-point or gel pens you require. Working late, he's stopping by your workplace with food from your favorite place. Have a favorite show or little obession, he will buy anything for you that relates to said thing. When it comes to being given love, Albert loves acts of service. When you do things for him, it makes his life a lot easier. Especially if it's something he's not looking forward to. Nothing impresses him more than you doing something for him, when he didn't even have to ask for it.

Attachment Style: Albert 1,000% has disorganized attachment. One minute you think he's absolutely into you, and the next he is running for the hills. He's terrified of rejection, but also craves acceptance. Albert sometimes completely shuts down and doesn't talk to you about his concerns with the relationship. A lot of the time, even he doesn't know why he's being distant. It doesn't seem to matter how good you treat him, he always has anxiety about your relationship, but if you're super patient with him he can be the most tender and loving soul you can have. Often the relationship may be confusing, and Albert doesn't really talk about his feelings. Sometimes, he can even be a little aggressive and lash out, but he always apologizes and begs for you to stay.

Chris Redfield-

Sexuality: Bisexual/Demiromantic (takes bro a lot to be romantically into you)

Zodiac: Scorpio

Love Language: Chris expresses his love through acts of service, man struggles with words like Wesker and physical touch can be too much for him sometimes. But occupying himself with things to do that'll make you happy is how he loves showing you his love. He can get physical every once in awhile, but he kinda does that with a lot of people, so it isn't exactly how he expresses his love. Doing things for you also allows him to express his love for you in a way that makes him feel comfortable. Like your coffee a certain way? Chris is working his ass off to make sure you get it. When it comes to being shown love Chris surprisingly likes words of affirmation. He can't speak for himself, so when you talk about how you feel it makes him weak. He wants more than anything to be able to speak the way you do, and that's why he appreciates when you do it so well. Using your words sometimes can be a bit much for him, and makes him want to pull away, but in the long run he does find comfort in them.

Attachment Style: Chris has an avoidant attachment style. He feels like he has to go through everything on his own, and if he isn't strong enough to do it by himself then it makes him feel weak. He can seem extremely emotionally closed off at points, which makes it difficult to communicate effectively with him. He has a bit of a negative mentality, that relationships aren't necessary and he does best on his own. Good luck getting him to talk about his feelings, because this man is closed up tighter than a shell. Most of his relationships have been in the casual/one-night stand area. Chris is the first to walk off during an argument, and can definitely hold a grudge. Being patient with him is pretty rewarding however, as he apologizes after awhile. This is very hard for him, but when he cares about you, he will try to better himself.

Jill Valentine-

Sexuality: Bi/Greysexual

Zodiac: Libra

Love Language: When it comes to expressing her love, Jill loves spending time with you. She will take breaks from work, and when she works from home she will seek you out in the house. Even if it's sitting in silence, she wants to be by your side. She's very dedicated to her job, so she can't think of a better way to show you how much she cares than to distance herself from work. She loves physical touch, and nothing makes her feel more appreciated than when you touch her. Especially on the thighs or arms. It drives her wild. Underneath that badass exterior, she's a cuddly bunny. When walking around in public, and you throw your arm around her shoulders, she never feels more loved and secure. Even if she knows she can take care of herself, having you around makes her feel secure and comfortable.

Attachment Style: Despite being a bit obsessive with Umbrella, Jill has a bit more of a secure attachment style. The most issues you may have is maybe not getting her full attention at times, but she will quickly rectify it if you point it out. She's effective at communicating her wants and needs and really appreciates when her partner does the same thing. Like Rebecca, she is also kind of patient, but she won't tolerate certain behavior past a point. If she's making a big effort, she expects you to do the same. She's super understanding of your traumas and past however, and will do her best to help you. She also encourages you not to be codependent and overall just wants you both to grow as people.

Leon Kennedy-

Sexuality: Bisexual (bro fucks a ton after RE2)

Zodiac: Leo

Love Language: Leon expresses his love through physical touch. Bro is so touch starved, he gets his cuddles in any time he can. Practically clinging to you like a koala. He loves running his hands through your hair and being big spoon to you. He covers you in kisses to, if the skin is exposed, he's going for it. Big fan of hickeys to, and loves marking you in easy to see spots. He also loves recieving love this way. When you hold his hand in public, he still gets little butterflies. Pressing yourself a little more into him, when you guys are sleeping, is the hottest thing you can do for him. Practically melts from it. He loves rougher touches to. Like you running your nails down his back or biting his lips when you kiss.

Attachment Style: Leon has an anxious attachment style, and is terrified of getting close to people. Like most of the RE men it seems. 😭 Probably cause he's seen so much death. When he does start getting close, he struggles to let go. He can be suffocating at points, with how much he wants to be around you. He wants to take every second in, because he's so paranoid about it being your last together. While Leon doesn't communicate his feelings verbally, you can easily read when things are off and after a bit of work he may reluctantly open a little. He's very hard to crack. Leon is very efficient at asking about your feelings however, and will gladly hear all of your problems. Somehow, despite not knowing how to fix his only problems, he always seems to have solutions for yours.

Claire Redfield-

Sexuality: Lesbian (cry about it)

Zodiac: Aquarius

Love Language: Claire is surprisingly great with words, and loves to show it. She expresses how she loves you through words of affirmation. She will tell you she loves you every single day, and she means it with all her heart. Claire is the type of partner to send you loving paragraphs before bed, and makes sure you get a goodmorning text every morning. She leaves sticky notes everywhere to when she thinks about it, with little things she loves about you. When it comes to being shown love however, Claire really enjoys quality time. Expressing that you want to actually spend time with her whenever you can means the world to her. Growing up with Chris, who's been very busy since she was a kid, she's always valued the little time she gets to spend with her loved ones.

Attachment Style: Claire learned a lot from Chris, which made her have the exact opposite attachment style as him. Being practically raised by him and having a good relationship with him, she's pretty secure in her attachments. Even when things get rough, she's always understanding and holds out hope. Claire has always been good at being self-sufficient, so she doesn't need to be around you 24/7 or hear from you constantly. Doubts don't really get a hold of her in your relationship, and she's super easy to connect and be vulnerable with. She'll even talk about her own personal experiences just to make you feel more comfortable.

Ada Wong-

Sexuality: Bisexual

Zodiac: Gemini

Love Language: Ada never explicitly states what or how she's feeling, she's very much a woman of action. This is why she expresses her love through physical touch. Though she's not entirely clingy with it. If you're around, it could be as simple as her feet across your lap, while you watch tv. When it comes to physical touch for her, it's not the soft little gently caresses you're used to. She likes to be rough, and she will not hesitate to pounce on you. When it comes to being shown love, Ada enjoys receiving gifts. Not being given things too frequently, it means the world to her when her partners comes to her with something they bought specifically because it reminded them of her. Hell, even if it's not something she quite understands or likes, she will try to play it cool while freaking out on the inside. Despite Ada's distant exterior, she's definitely an absolute softie.

Attachment Style: Girl has got disorganized attachment style, one hundo percent. She's hot and cold with anyone she's with, and you always second guess just how she feels about you. You convince yourself that it's part of the fun, and the second you start to distance yourself as well, she's showing right back up. Ada feels undeserving of a healthy relationship, so when she gets a good thing her first instinct is to flee. Being that she isn't entirely true to herself and is always putting up a mask, it's hard for her to make genuine connections. Ada is sick of the mask however, and is so desperately ready to let it drop and be loved. Once you have her, even if it feels like you don't, you're stuck with her. She will harass you for the rest of your life, and play it off as anything but an interest in you.

Carlos Oliveira-

Sexuality: Bisexual (he came out to me in character ai, so practically cannon)

Zodiac: Saggittarius

Love Language: Carlos loves spending time with his partner. When it comes to his work, he doesn't get a lot of free time, so the best way he expresses his love by using what little he does have with you. Hell, he'd take time off just to be with you. Despite being a massive flirt, when things get serious he isn't the best at expressing himself in a way that isn't lighthearted or teasing. So instead he shows it, by dropping everything just to be around you, if you so please. During his breaks, he stops by your workplace whether it be to give you a little kiss or something more. He checks up on you with facetime calls frequently, when he's away and can't stand when work pulls him away from you. When it comes to being shown love however, Carlos very much likes things to be physical. Anyone can say words, he knows this more than anyone being the huge flirty whore (affectionately) he is, but to actually act on these things sends his heart soaring. And not just sex, though Carlos is very fond of that aspect to, he's more into the careful and intimate touches. Being hugged from behind, soft kisses along his neck, you playing with his hair, he practically folds over it.

Attachment Style: Weirdly enough, Carlos is pretty secure in his attachments, though I think he's cautious about entering a committed relationship with someone. He doesn't just feel that kind of love with anyone, and when things do go beyond flirting and hook ups, you know you've got something special with him. Carlos might not be the best with words, but he's an amazing listener and will gladly listen to whatever possible issues that may arise between you two. Even if he struggles with how to put things into words, he tries his best to open up with you as well. Carlos's work has always kept him pretty occupied, so he's never really felt too wound up about being away from his partner or having to put some healthy distance between you to. If you can work with his pretty hectic schedule, he will gladly work with you. Carlos is also a super gentle lover when no one is looking. All his rough talk and flirts are definitely for show, and the second you start getting a little bit serious with him, he gets flustered.

#resident evil fic #leon kennedy x reader #resident evil x reader #carlos oliveria x reader #jill valentine x reader #claire redfield x reader #chris redfield x reader #ada wong x reader #resident evil headcanons #resident evil #rebecca chambers x reader #rebecca chambers #billy coen x reader

[tipsyleaf]

Resident Evil

Pink = Request

Carlos Oliveira

[N/A]

Chris Redfield

[N/A]

Jill Valentine

[N/A]

Leon S. Kennedy

💋 | Dad Bods are Hot

🐕‍🦺 | Service Hybrid Leon

💉 | Hunting to Infect

🇫🇷 | Running in the City of Lights

📷 | The Camera Loves You

🎨 | He's Your Muse

💃 | Saloon Dancer

🐎 | Horseback Riding in the Countryside

🐱 | Sheriff Kitty Leon

🗡️ | Protector of a Princess

🐑 | Boutique Owner x Cowboy Leon

🤬 | Shitty Boyfriend

👨‍👩‍👧‍👧 | White Pickett Fences

🩰 | Ballet Shoes and Bulletproof Vests

🦢 | The Beauty of the Lake

🐴 | Horse Girl x Cowboy Leon

💡 | Taking Care of a Lamp Addict

✍🏻 | Practicing Tattoo Artist

#🌿 ivy requests #🌿 ivy bots #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x fem reader #carlos oliveira x reader #rebecca chambers x reader #chris redfield x reader #jill valentine x reader

[rootsofdread]

I live for goofy moments with survivors mid serious matches tbh. Nuthin'better than throwing the game because some guy found a way to jump on the table!

Ace, Rebecca, Feng and Dwight with a usually ferocious killer, who's easily amused and/or distracted? They basically see red at all times, running and slashing and tearing everything apart.. untill people stop running away and start doing something unconventional for the place. They see a survivor behind the counter in the Dead Dawg Saloon? Yeah, no, it's not a hunt anymore, it's a bar night. Someone watches TV at Lery's memorial? That's their favourite thing to do now, too! And the carnival games.. Don't even get them started on carnival games. So it's mostly the matter of "who can entertain the said killer for the most time possible" instead of "who can outrun them" most times :)

🦞 uhavefuntoo

this was a fun one to write hehe!! fun fact i based the dwight one off of an experience i had in-game, i can't remember if i was playing dwight at the time but i had gone to pet maurice with two of my teammates and while we were petting him our killer, a nurse, came over and just watched us for a little bit, then left. IIRC, she massacred us, but it was funny X)

(i also tried to amuse a sadako in a similar way...i pretended to be watching one of her TVs, crouched in front of it, was pointing at it, and so she teleported through it, which got me to laugh. she also ended up killing me though lol)

Dwight Fairfield: 

For the most part, Dwight is so afraid of you that anything funny or distracting he might do is completely by accident. For example, when he was trying to hide from you on the grounds of Father Campbell’s Chapel. He ducked down by Maurice’s favorite tent, hiding slightly behind the horse hoping you wouldn’t see him. He began gently petting Maurice to calm himself down, because he swore he could feel something looming over his shoulder. The feeling kept nagging at him as he pet the animal…until he decided he should turn around, and saw you staring at him. But there was something different about your demeanor — you seemed to have calmed down. He was still petrified, of course. Especially when you moved closer and crouched down beside him. He almost bolted away, but you started petting Maurice with him. Confusing as it was, he decided…whatever keeps you from killing him. Maurice seemed happy, too.

Feng Min:

Feng has quite the penchant for messing with killers. Whether or not they ever enjoy it could be up for debate, but it doesn’t stop her from doing it, and she always has fun with you. Every time the two of you are running through the Dead Dawg Saloon, she’ll make some distance between you and her and dive behind the counter inside the saloon, and when you finally catch up to her, she pops up from behind it and announces she’s here to take your order. Seeing the immediate change in your demeanor amuses her to no end, when you suddenly stop and politely approach the counter. Typically, you two will end up playing barkeep for the rest of the match while Feng’s teammates finish generators and everything. Sometimes, other survivors will wander in and either be confused by the scene or decide to join in your games. Either way, Feng loves having fun with you like this.

Ace Visconti:

Of course, Ace is no stranger to testing his luck, especially when it comes to killers. He was testing wacky ways to lose you or direct your attention to something else long before he knew how easy it really was to distract you. He didn’t truly discover this until one day, when running from you around the carnival grounds of Father Campbell’s, he decided to stop at one of the booths. It was a milk jug ring toss game, he figured if he landed a shot, maybe it’d amuse you enough to leave him alone for now. To his surprise, you actually stopped your bloodthirsty rampage to watch him play the game, and you even took a turn after he’d thrown a few. He soon realized, after a couple rounds, was actually having fun with you. A killer…! If he would’ve known this was going to work, he would’ve done it a long time ago.

Rebecca Chambers:

Rebecca doesn’t tend to goof off during trials, not even with other survivors, especially not with a killer. Normally, she wouldn’t be particularly inclined to waste time either, but during a trial between the two of you inside Lery’s Memorial, as she was running from you she was quickly realizing she was running out of ways to keep you distracted. She noticed a television up the hallway, and as a last-ditch effort, sprinted towards it and called a time-out to watch TV together. She didn’t think it would work. But you actually stopped and lumbered towards the TV with your head cocked, and you stood next to her in front of the screen. She was still tense, but internally, she heaved a sigh of relief. Somehow, it had worked…she had gotten you to calm down and stop terrorizing everyone for a few minutes. In a way, it was nice, almost….

#inbox #killer reader #gender neutral reader #dwight fairfield #feng min #ace visconti #rebecca chambers #dbd imagines #dbd x reader #dbd x you #dwight fairfield x reader #feng min x reader #ace visconti x reader #rebecca chambers x reader

[obsolescent]

O’s 2023 Kinktober Masterlist

Check here for the full list of pairings and writings for this year’s Kinktober!

Disclaimer: For each writing, the reader will be AFAB with gender neutral language used.

Day 1 - Playing with hair (Leon S. Kennedy x Reader)

Day 3 - Shopping (Chris Redfield x Reader)

Day 5 - Familiar scent (Trans!Leon S. Kennedy x Reader)

Day 7 - Hand holding (Ethan Winters x Reader)

Day 9 - Embracing (Trans!Jill Valentine x Reader)

Day 11 - Getting dressed (Claire Redfield x Reader)

Day 13 - Back scratching (Jake Muller x Reader)

Day 15 - Bathing (Alexander “Sasha" Kozachenko x Reader)

Day 17 - Shining shoes (Trans!Ada Wong x Reader)

Day 19 - Sharing/swapping clothes (Billy Coen x Reader)

Day 21 - Calling (Leon S. Kennedy x Reader)

Day 23 - Lap pillow (Carlos Oliveira x Reader)

Day 25 - Help with button/zipper (Chris Redfield x Reader)

Day 27 - Napping together (Ethan Winters x Reader)

Day 29 - Showering (Rebecca Chambers x Reader)

Day 31 - Costume/putting on makeup (Leon S. Kennedy x Reader

#o’s kinktober #leon s kennedy x reader #chris redfield x reader #resident evil smut #jill valentine x reader #jake muller x reader #ada wong x reader #rebecca chambers x reader #alexander kozachenko x reader #claire redfield x reader #ethan winters x reader #billy coen x reader #carlos oliveria x reader

[d37us10n]

—Out of Luck—

Chapter I

████████████████████████ . Raccoon City Police Department.

The clacking of boots in the crowded police precinct, the laughs, the loud mutterings and talking. Party decorations for the new recruit on the Police Department’s Special Tactics And Rescue Services unit, or S.T.A.R.S team was exciting.

This was something else. It was revealed a week ago by Chief Brian Irons that the police department needed a new ‘special force’, one that could do special investigations. Stop powerful people. And now here we were welcoming the leader of the team. If he had decided to stop working on his desk, maybe I would have caught a glimpse of the guy.

Rounds of alcohol littered the desks, documents forgotten as the RPD celebrated it more as a break than as a new recruitment. Myra was at home, she would have stayed at the party if the daycare wasn’t closed today, so I had promised her to finish that investigation of the murders in the mental hospital, get home sober, and if I’m lucky, tuck in Lily before she goes to bed.

What else was he supposed to write? The sudden presence of the S.T.A.R.S unit was out of the blue for the police department, yet it was introduced like everyone planned this for months. Not to mention that they already had a leader? It made no sense, it made his gut twist into a knot. Brian talked about the team like it was a line of justice no one else could join. What was the difference between the police and the agents? What kind of missions did they do that was so important?

He couldn't make sense of it, he’d just stay quiet like always, Sebastian didn't want to put the job he worked so hard on in jeopardy, he refused to get his wife in the line of fire as well. Begrudgingly, he forced the thought to the back of his mind. Closing the journal he kept with him since his first day of becoming a detective.

Detective Sebastian Castellanos, he had proudly marked the journal with his new title.

He’d look around the office he worked hard for, the desk covered in an organized mess. Myra would complain but never push him on cleaning, it was how Sebastian worked. The corkboard was displayed against the wall next to the door. It had his scheduled meetings and interviews with victims and witnesses, but most importantly, there was a drawing Lily had made.

The corners of Sebastian’s lips quirked slightly, before looking back at his desk. Two folders settled on his desk, he needed to finish the one he was assigned. The other folder was more of a… personal project, having snuck the documents from the investigations office.

The file Irons gave him was leaving him frustrated, a vast amount of reported ‘missing persons’ without any evidence or clues to even account for a suspect. It pissed him off every time he thought about it, his hands combing through his already slicked-back hair.

He couldn’t stress about it right now, he would go and enjoy the party for the new S.T.A.R.S member. Maybe a drink could wash down the responsibilities of having most crap stacked on his desk. He stood up from the shitty, old, leather desk chair that was here before he became a detective and popped his back. His feet dragged along the floor to finally leave the suffocating room.

The main room was filled with the smell of beers, cans thrown around the room like someone who had taken out the trash with the bag ripped at the bottom. The welcome poster on the floor with two corners barely hanging to the podium holding it up. The name of the new leader’s name ripped off. So much for knowing his name. The officers who were still around were talking in slurred gibberish, some waiting by the front door for their ride.

Chief Irons was laughing loudly, his cheeks flushed from the amount of alcohol he drank, both hands holding beer cans. The rest of the officers laughed at his terrible jokes to probably get on his good side. When the Chief finally took notice of the stumbling detective, his face turned hard as he tripped to reach him as well.

“Castellanos,” Irons burped out, the disgusting sound of his throat trying to form a string of words without throwing up. “The new recruit is asking for you.” Taken aback by the request, Sebastian cleared his throat. “Sir, I was actually going to tell you I was about to head home-” He wanted to see the guy, but just bumping into him sounds better than actually meeting him head-on.

“You can make it home to your wife and kid, just talk to him.” Irons shook his head disapprovingly, his hands shakingly pointing to an empty part of the precinct. “Think he's working-” He let out a choked grunt, the sound of something caught in his throat sent shivers down the detective’s back as he hurriedly made his way to avoid what the chief ate for dinner.

The hallway was a quieter, calmer part of the police station that still smelt of fresh paint and wax. As he opened the door to the new office, the atmosphere became more tense and heavy. The RPD had just finished this area, but the way the wax overpowered his senses made him almost gasp for air. The clicking of computer keys caught his attention.

“Nice to meet you, chief said that you needed to see me?” Sebastian asked with the best, welcoming smile he could muster. The room was dark, the only light source was the blue screen of what the new guy was working on. “I’m Seb-”

“Detective Sebastian Castellanos.” The man finished, looking up at Sebastian, he wore formal attire, his eyes were a sharp pale blue, and his blonde hair was slicked back. Sebastian’s lips pursed together. How smoothly he spoke freaked him out, his tone held an attitude of ‘I’m better than you in every way.’ His smile was fake, if he could call moving the corner of your lip slightly a smile.

Sebastian hated the atmosphere surrounding the man, he didn’t like knowing what he didn’t know.

“Yeah, you hit the nail.” Sebastian's brows furrowed, cautiously trying to figure the guy out. “And you are?”

The recruit stood up, his hand extended for a proper greeting. “I’ve heard of your work from Chief Irons, I wanted to ask if you were interested in joining the S.T.A.R.S. alpha team. A good detective is what I want to train future agents in the unit.”

“The name is Albert Wesker.”

OH MY GOD THIS TOOK SO LONG. I was able to do anything else because this chapter was in the back of my mind. It sounds boring now, but I promise it gets more interesting, this is just to test the waters in how I’m gonna write this…

#resident evil #resident evil x reader #evil within #sebastian castellanos #albert wesker x you #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker #wesker x you #wesker x reader #leon x you #leon kennedy x you #leon x reader #leon kennedy x reader #chris redfeild x reader #chris x reader #jill x reader #jill valentine x reader #rebecca x reader #rebecca chambers x reader #carlos oliveria x reader #carlos x reader

[what-are-you-willing-to-do]

Resident Evil Characters x Mutant! Amab! Reader

Summary: Nsfw and SFW headcannons with some RE characters with a mutant AMAB s/o

Characters: Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine, Ada Wong, Albert Wesker, Ethan Winters, Carlos Oliveria and Rebecca Chambers

Chris Redfield: 

•At first when Chris met you he didn’t expect you to speak to him

•He was debating on shooting you but you still looked pretty human

•You we’re fucking huge though

•7’5 maybe taller and you looked like you could throw him around like a feather. 

•He always had a grand time talking to you

•He’s still afraid you may turn on him though

•Trust issues :(

•He’s the little spoon even if your small or big 

•Make him feel submissive 🤬

•I feel like Chris is a sub or service top

•The first time you had sex with him though- 

•magical 

•you had him in full Nelson with nothing but ease

•you could even see yourself in his stomach

•if you press down on the bulge he definitely comes on spot

•he’s used to being able to manhandle people easily 

•definitely has a size kink for you💀 

•all in all do be gentle with him, but don’t be shy to use him like a fleshlight 😏

Albert Wesker: STARS or After could be either

•He’s so intimidated by you it’s not even funny

•How dare you speak

•how dare you be so attractive

•you’re a mutant your below his level

•You grow on him though 

•to you’re super strength to your lovely personality 

•He’s not used to falling for someone so dominant compared to him

•it’s new to him so do be patient

•When you first slide into his ass though good god he’s HOLLERING

•Curses, praises you name it saying it

•For your first time I feel like it would’ve been side straddle

•it’s easy enough to hit his prostate with your huge size it’s even easier though with the position 

•He’s never came so hard before or been so loud

•if you can stay interesting and continue to fuck him like an animal than you can stay❤️

•Don’t think about turning your back on him or I’ll personally slap you 🤬

Jill Valentine

•She’s very reluctant at first

•You’re a mutant talking to her 

•She definitely ignored you a lot but as you guys began to talk more she enjoyed your company a lot

•She can do a bunch of stuff without fear now because your draping over her glaring at anyone who looks at her wrong 

•Scary dog privileges lmao

•“they don’t bite!” 😐

•you make her feel so safe

•she adores being anywhere near you

•in your arms, next to you, her hand around your waist or arm

•she’s just really touch starved

•She’s vanilla in my opinion but is willing to change that for you

•when she first saw your size she got so wet

•like she was leaking

•had her drooling fr

•you didn’t even have to rub her clit because she just came from your dick

•you fucked her on a wall

•A WALL

•how tf you that strong

•anyways make sure to destroy her pussy

•she’ll be begging for your load every second

•she had no idea she’d be this needy for someone’s cum bit here we are

•make sure she’s nice and full okay? 🙌 

Rebecca Chambers

•Sweet baby

•she was so excited when she met a mutant who could talk

•you guys would talk for hours on end!

•it felt so nice to be heard especially by someone so nice

•shes so impressed by your height and how strong you are

•make sure to pick her up a lot she likes being close to you

•hugs, cuddling, kisses all of the above 

•she like being big spoon though

•even though she’s smaller like way smaller she loves to feel like she’s protecting you

•she just wants to make you feel safe like she feels with you

•okay naughty time

•SIZE KINK. 

•She’s so small like so small

•she’s also very fragile

•the first time you guys tried to have sex even with all the prep you could possibly give you couldn’t even slide in 😔

•don’t worry though she bought a bunch of big toys and would keep them in her for hours so she can finally take you

•when you finally manage to push in it feels like your dicks in her chest

•so fucking big in her

•you can see yourself so visibly it’s not even funny

•you mine as well be in her chest with where you are in her stomach

•your a bit below her belly button

*she can always feel you in her cervix bro

•your so big and rough she loves it 

•the first time was definitely doggy and there were no regrets on both parties

•she’ll always be happy to have her pussy wrecked over and over again by you

Ada Wong

•now you tested her dominance when you guys first met

•she was a snake and you a honey badger

•no matter how hard she tried to kill you, you didn’t give a shit (lmao remember that meme)

•though when she finally stops trying to kill you she enjoys your company a lot

•your quite pleasant to talk to

•she’s always a bit afraid that you’ll turn on her

•this being the reason why she didn’t immediately have a relationship with you 

•she didn’t wanna have to kill you 😕

•you assure her you won’t though and with enough convincing it works 

•your in a relationship with a black mamba

•when you guys first fuck she does take control a bit

•telling you what positions to go in 

•at first you made her think she was in charge

•but when you slid in all that was thrown out the window

•she was squeezing you for all she was worse

•have you ever seen Ada cry? Well now you have! 

•you had her sobbing when you hit her cervix

•you had to stop a bunch to make sure she was okay 😭

•make sure to let her take control a few times okay? 👍🏽 

Leon S. Kennedy 

•already is obsessed with you when you begin to talk 

•big mutant who can dominant him with ease?

•awooga do you need your dick sucked?

•he’s such a fucking perv 

•please pick him up and throw him over your shoulder

•dirty boy loves it 

•anyways officer puppy’s a brat

•like he’s a BRAT.

•he’s always contradicting what you say

•just take your dick out or flash your pecs and he’ll shit up

•when you first showed him your incredible length and girth he whined

•bro whimpered

•he knew it was gonna be even rougher treatment for him because of his brattiness 💀 

•he just sighs sticking his ass up hoping your nice enough to show him some mercy

•and that’s your choice babe ❤️

Ethan Winters 

•Mold Man and Mutant Master

•When you first met he was absolutely stunned by your small talk about Rose

•you asking how she was it made Ethan scared yet happy

•as your guys relationship progress he lets you see Rose

•at first you don’t wanna hold her because your afraid your gonna hurt her but eventually you come around to it

•honestly Rose probably loves you more than Ethan lmao

•she ALWAYS wants to go to you instead of her own father

•I guess your kinda her parent now

•he’s just glad you guys love each other

•anyways another brat 🙄 

•fucking dirty whore

•he’s easy to get begging though

•he annoyed you so much the first time you guys were gonna fuck you just shoved yourself in raw

•he started bleeding and enjoyed every second of it 

•his eyes were rolled back and he was sobbing so loud

•he was so glad Rose was such a heavy sleeper and had no idea what was going on

•his mouth puts a truck driver to shame

•fuck him on a desk

•just trust me

Carlos Oliveria

•is weirded out by you •you shouldn’t be talking

•you shouldn’t be self aware wait wtf

•anyways you grow on him like usual

•when he falls he falls hard

•and my bro fell of a cliff for you

•he adores you

•he finds you so cool

•especially that fat DI-

•a lotus position man

•loves feeling you close

•hold him close when you fuck him

•whisper sweet nothings

•worship him and make him feel safe

•he already does this for you so 🤷🏽‍♂️ •mine as well 🤠

•anyways he lets out the neediest moans and whimpers

•overstimulate him

@allen-444 @whateverthefuckyouwantiguess

#resident evil fandom #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut #dom reader #carlos oliveria x reader #rebecca chambers x reader #ada wong x reader #ethan winters x reader #chris redfield x reader #jill valentine x reader #albert wesker x reader #resident evil fanfiction

[thesharktanksdriver]

Mist veiled eyes (platonic)

I personally adore both silent hill and resident evil. I know both fandoms make jokes about one another so i decided to make something off of it. Originally I was also gonna add a Jill route but this was getting too long to write (maybe another day but not now)

I put in some P.T references for fun and sadness at it never being released (I still mourn). Y/n in this isn’t quite human anymore. Not even they know what they are now after experiencing the town but they don’t question it

Sorry if this is cheesy (tbh both series have their cheesy moments despite being horror games) and that this came out so late. I’ve been busy lol

Content warning: death, blood, trauma, mention of cult stuff, monsters, the usual for resident evil and silent hill (what else do you expect lol)

You think you had once been excited to go to your dads old town

He was a stern man, one who had kept secrets from both you and your mom

Someone who had once guarded his past to his chest and mind

Never once cracking and spilling its contents despite the questions that you had once pestered him about

It felt nice at first that he was seemingly opening up

He’d always been distant with you

Never really showing you anything other than the basic necessity

But now he was seemingly opening up

Showing a part of himself to you

You opinion quickly changed though on the drive there

At some point in the drive your mom fell asleep while you listened to your Walkman

Eventually as you went to change tapes and there was no music blaring in your ears you heard the radio

For a solid minute it was static

Pure static that your father was listening to

But then you hear it morph

And in that static you begin to hear a voice more and more clearly

It’s male, a radio station host

The radio man was talking about a father who killed his wife and kids

What’s odd though is the man’s tone of voice and how much info he has on the murder

He talks about it in extreme detail that not even police would know about

In an intense silence your dad listened

Quietly you heard your dad mumble what seemed to be a sequence of numbers over and over again

In the distance of the dark night sky illuminated by the headlights is the sign

The place that would forever change you

Silent Hill

The gate to the place is closed off, chain link yet despite that your dad keeps driving

Plowing straight through it making your mom startle awake

There’s a heavy mist surrounding the car as he drives into the seemingly abandoned town

Mom is yelling at him asking what the fuck he was thinking

But all you can focus on is the crackle of the radio, it’s getting louder in your ears despite no one touching the dial

You reach to silence it

Yet as your finger barely grazed the knob the radio host stops his anti-government rant

“Don’t touch that dial now, we’re just getting started”

A shiver racks your spine

How did-

Before you can question anything else your moms scream echoes out in the car and you jolt back

Your dads attacking her

Instantly you move to help her but there’s only so much you can do against him before a deafening crack fills the car

The radio host cackles in a twisted tone

In a blind panic you throw open the car door and run

Your dad yells for you to “get your ass back in the car” and that “you must serve your purpose!”

It’s confusing and your mind is spinning

You run into the fog despite the fact you can’t see 3 feet in front of you

It stays like that for who knows how long until you finally find and unlocked shop

It’s abandoned as hell but you find momentary relief flood you as you sit down on dirty tiles and cry

You cry and cry till your eyes are red and you can’t cry anymore

Eventually you look around the old store, it seemed to be a laundromat

Hesitantly you get up, shivering from either the cold or silence you don’t know

But then you that silence is broken when on a laundry machine a small radio comes to life

A chilling static noise ringing as you hear something else in the nearby pitch black doorway

Immediately you hunch down to hide behind the machines

Peaking out to see something entering

Not someone

That wasn’t human

Tears line your eyes once more as your hand clasps over your mouth

Frantic eyes look for an escape but all options would lead it to noticing you

And then your eyes land on something

Close enough in range for you to grab is an old pipe

Long enough where you aren’t too close and study enough to hurt whatever that thing was

Your hand reaches as you hear its footsteps getting close

Fingertips digging into the cold metal and readying it

This was the beginning of your own personal hell

Like the radio host one said

“We’re just getting started”

You one day emerge out the fog of that old town that reeked of death

It was a cold night, but despite it you don’t shiver nor do your teeth chatter

Your mind is…hazy

The main events leading to you escaping are blurry but so is the rest of your mind

Thinking back to your escape are just flashes of disjoined pictures

It’s like their not properly developed pictures

There are clearly things and people there but their distorted blobs of colour that need more time to come together

You walk the lone and forgotten road

Still unpacking your mind but not panicked

In fact your more calm than anything as you walk for hour upon hours until you reach civilization again

Your not exactly sure what it had done to you

You had killed several monsters of nightmarish compression made up from the demons of your mind

Trauma taking a literal form in the shape of entities for you to bash with whatever weapon you could find

An axe now instead of that old pipe

Occasionally being gifted a few bullets to hopefully put down the demons that clawed at you

When it was finally over

The mist being lifted off this abandoned sleepy town

Radio going silent

Rusted blood of the other world chipping away as you finally found resolve

Something remained

A piece of that place

Silent hill staying with you even as you left it for good

Maybe it was a new trauma replacing the one it had helped (help in large quotations) you work through

But you knew it was different from that

You felt physically different

Sometimes when staring in a mirror you didn’t recognize yourself

Looking at the old Polaroids it felt as if someone else was staring back

Perhaps when you left silent hill a part of it went with you

A twisted souvenir or medal of honour as you think back to the days or weeks you spent traversing that place

Time there was warped and you didn’t know how long you’d actually spent in that realm

Minutes felt like hours

Days felt like years

There was only ever a grey sky with no indication of sunlight or night

Just an endless limbo filled with melancholy as you did your best to survive

the time before you entered that town felt blurred and fuzzy, as if you were trying to watch an old tape that was distorted

You think you preferred it that way though, it made everything easier to accept if you didn’t know when you had entered and when you had left

Didn’t know what you could never have anymore

Cause even if it had been a day that you were stuck there it felt as if the world had changed monumentally

Felt as if you were a foreign force or entity impeding on what used to be your home

If…you could even call it that anymore

Despite being 15 you feel older than you are

Weathered and given the forbidden knowledge of an entity of eldritch descent as it clung to you like a cancerous sore

You travel now even if you sometimes feel the call to return back to the only place that felt as if it would accept you

Upon highways and bridges you walk

Only taking rest in motels that you somehow always have the money for

Your dreams being filled with that town once more and it’s open arms of welcome if you wanted to return back to it

Though now in those dreams there are no more monsters to hurt you

Your just by your lonesome traversing the place you once loathed

It’s peaceful and quiet unlike the natural world

You don’t need or feel the urge to eat but you do so anyways out of a nostalgia of what it was like to be human

Cause at this point you know your not that anymore

You had entered human but left as something else

And for some reason you felt fine with that

Admittedly the previous night with Rebecca and Billy wasn’t the best of days

Certainly not your worst by a long run

But not quite good either

Neither is right now as you wander a second mansion infested with science experiments gone wrong that only a mother could love

Whilst Billy did the best decision and go off on his own you decided to go with Rebecca

That was now kinda biting you in the ass but what’s more annoying is that you got separated from her due to that giant asshole snake

Of all sentences you’d say it’s probably that one that’s the weirdest

To be honest this was…well laughably less scary

Horrifying still? Well yes, these were the reanimated corpses of people that were now trying to rip into your flesh

But you had dealt with worse

These creatures weren’t a personal attack on your psyche

They were lab experiments gone wrong and now set loose on this mansion as some sort of testing ground

There was no radio static as the rooms were transformed to that of a industrial hell realm

In its place was a now well lit and elegant manor with the groans and moans of these shambling creatures

Marble floors accented with splatters of blood

There’s no dirt and grime covered walls

Just pristine with the occasional gore

All things considered it’s a welcome upgrade

If you could call it that

At least there’s less of a risk of tetanus

…still a risk of possible rabies from those annoying dogs

But to be fair you don’t think either can affect you anymore on the fact that you’d be bitten several times in the last few hours and nothing has happened

No itching

Or sudden urge for flesh

Your unaffected and for once you thank whatever that that town did to you

Still doesn’t stop those rotting assholes from taking a chunk from your shoulder though

With a sigh you rummage around for a first aid spray and some bandages

Your axe is discarded to the ground, dripping blood onto the posh carpeting

For some reason supplies had been “conveniently” spread around this death trap

Whoever was behind this at least wanted it’s lab rats to have a small chance at survive for at least a few hours

(They certainly didn’t account for something like you to appear here, for better or worse)

With a small mumble of a curse you pull open a few drawers of the small room your in

Looking around frivolous expensive clutter that was stuffed into the drawers as all you come up with is some green herbs

It was better than nothing

Sighing you pick up the leaves, pressing them to the wound

It’ll help the wound for now, but not fully heal it like you had wanted

Picking back up your axe you go to exit the room

Only to fumble back a bit when the door opens

Chris Redfield

A man entered through the door, green military vest with a combat knife strapped in place and pistol held up

When his eyes connect with yours though he immediately puts the gun away

Fearlessness and determination in his eyes being extinguished momentarily to a soft and gentle kindness

There’s also a bit of relief of not being alone in this nightmare

Something you had wish you had once before

“Hey are you ok?” He knells down so he’s at a closer eye level. His movements are cautious, much like when dealing with a frightened animal.

“I think we both know the answer to that question”

He lets out a small chuckle, forced or not it seems to lighten some stress on your shoulders. “Fair point.” He says eyeing your wound before pulling out a first aid spray “mind telling me how you ended up here though?”

As he sprays your wound you explain as best you can

The train crash and monsters

Rebecca and you ending up here but separated

Leaving out any mention of Billy

Throughout it he nods, adding or asking input before pulling back and throwing away the empty can

When he’s done he helps you up gently

Treating you as if you were glass

His kindness is refreshing from the apathy and disgust usually directed at you

It makes whatever’s human left in you feel warm

you feel nice and not just a constant feeling of apathy

Following him out into the infected ridden halls he keeps you close

He doesn’t have any spare guns nor weapons so you just stick to your trust axe

Luckily he doesn’t question it much to your relief

Just accepting it as it is and focusing on the bigger picture

Whilst following him he makes sure you stay close behind him

A protective hand outstretched to keep you far enough away incase something pops out but close enough where he can still somewhat ensure your there

Through the exploration and odd twists in the hallways he tries to keep a lighthearted conversation

Whether it’s to distract you or himself is up to debate but you humour him

He asks about your parents but you keep it vague where he gets the sense you’d rather not talk about it

So instead he shifts the topic onto his own

Apparently he had a younger sister named Claire, in his words she was a “stubborn pain in the ass but I wouldn’t have it any other way “

Soon enough she’d be heading to university

And throughout the entire process he’d be there for her every step of the way if she needed him

They only had each other now

So it was his responsibility to fill the now vacant roles of their parents

In every sense of the word Chris is a protector

Someone who goes out of their way to shield others from harm no matter the cost

Even though you have a weapon he still insists on taking down the zombies

Saying that you should only get involved if completely necessary

“Your a kid, you shouldn’t have to the one fighting here”

Those words end up repeating in your head

For so long you’d felt as if you were an adult

You’d forgotten you were a kid

A once innocent 15 year old that was now seemingly stuck forever like this in some sort of psychical and metal limbo

He sees a sad look in your eyes and goes to ask but you beat him to it

“Thanks…as silly as it seems I forgot that”

A part of him cracks at that

The familiar feeling of having to grow up too quickly after his parents deaths

It seems as is this and the past night was rough for you

Plus perhaps whatever is happening with your parental situation since you don’t seem to want to talk about it

He’d pry later but for now he focuses on this mansion

On getting you home safe

With your shared teamwork you both find Rebecca hunched over a injured Richard after a whole shit ton of puzzles

The puzzles you once went through were bullshit but these once’s were plain irritating

Who builds an elaborate mansion with this many puzzles?

You weren’t even halfway through the house and you’d already spent a decent amount of time backtracking and trying to find keys

“The giant bastard get you?” You knell down beside Richard who chokes back a cough. Rebecca holds his hand, he squeezes it.

“Y-yeah” it comes out as a garbled wheeze.

“Giant bastard?” Chris asks confused, he turns to Rebecca for a clearer answer.

“Richard and us was chased by a giant snake throughout the mansion. Richard got bitten though after they got separated from us” the mention of the reptile makes Richard flinch.

With that and a bit more added on you and Chris go to find the antidote even though he persisted that you could stay with the two

He may be determinedly stubborn but your persistently patient to get your way

Something that seemed to remind him a bit of Claire

Going through the dead infested halls to get the vaccine isn’t much of a hassle

Not when time is of the essence and there was no place for being extremely cautious

Richard needed that serum

you and Chris were gonna get it to him no matter how many dead you had to get through

Though your time with the orange vested man was brief compared to Rebecca he was exceedingly kind

He promised you much like Chris you’d get home

While trying to avoid the scalely bastard that did this to him he cracked jokes to try and lighten the mood

Like Rebecca he fussed over the smallest of wounds on you and insisted on using the spare supplies of herbs on you

In every regard Richard was a good man

Someone like everyone else who didn’t deserve to be in this mansion

Someone who didn’t deserve to die

He had Bridgette his fiancé whom he spoke foundry about to get back home to

had people who were waiting on him unlike you

Entering the “safe room” as you liked to call it you scrounged through medicinal bottles

Looking and looking until finding it as you hear Chris’s gunshots nearby

He let you run ahead while he dealt with the riffraff

You grabs the serum, pocketing a spare just in case before you run out and meet back up with Chris who dealt with the last of the zombies

“Got it?” He asks stepping over the dead again corpse that was riddled with lead.

“I grabbed a spare as well” you hold up the two bottles, allowing Chris to take one while you hold onto the other.

“Good thinking” without thinking he ruffles your hair as an appreciatory gesture. For a moment he thinks he fucks up since you go still, but when looking at you he sees happiness. “Let’s hope we won’t have to use it though”

Getting back to Richard and Rebecca isn’t too much of a hassle

You and Chris release your breath when making it back with enough time for him to be sufficiently healed

He was alright

He would be ok

He’d make it back home

For once you were able to save someone

Your mothers dead face flashes in your mind now more clear than it was once before

But why couldn’t you had saved her?

Why were you too weak to stop him?

Why did you freeze when that crack echoed out or try to stab him with something

Why-

Your shaken from your thoughts when Richard places a hand on your shoulder making you jump lightly

“Hey I’m alright…no need for tears”

With some confusion you swipe a finger over your cheek and you feel the distinct wetness of tears

For many a times you’d had tears bubble up in your eyes but until now they’d never fallen

Always on the edge of your eyelids but eventually retreating back away

But now the damn had cracked allowing the waterworks to flow

For some reason it feels nice to cry

With a small sniffle you nod

You and Chris must continue on

The two of you help Rebecca move the now unconscious Richard down to the med storage room you found the vaccine in

Chris fiddles a bit with Richards Radio as the new area of the mansion becomes more and more accessible

Every now and then your gaze drifts done to it

Expecting that hellish static to come blaring to life once again

For the monsters formed of your mind to tear through the walls

The world being town away for red tinged rust to replace it all

But it doesn’t

Your still in the mansion of different horrors

Now less personal

“Do you want the radio?, you could try to get it working but- ” he suddenly says holding it out to you, seeing the device get closer you flinch back.

“no!..uh sorry I just have bad memories associated with radios.” As you say this the memories crackle in your head.

He quirks a brow at that but nods

Pocketing it away for now to fiddle with later

You release a breath you didn’t know you were holding when it was put away

Out of sight and out of mind

He seems to have noticed that

“I know you don’t know me too well but, tell me if something is bothering you. We’re already in a bad place, I don’t want to make you feel worse”

“I…it’s stupid though-“

“No it’s not. I don’t know whatever happened for you to dislike it but it makes you uncomfortable. You shouldn’t have to invalidate your pain like that”

For a moment your silent

“Besides, even if you didn’t have a reason behind it we all have irrational fears.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah!. Like I have a fear of werwolves”

“Really?”

“Yeah…might have once watched American werewolf in London as a kid and it stayed with me since” he admits with a bit of embarrassment

You giggle a bit at that

He pauses for a moment to listen to the sound and absorb seeing your face

This is the first time he’d seen you smile

Not like he can blame you for not

It’s still nice to see though

Especially since he gets the feeling you don’t do it often

In his mind it’s a real shame

Your a good kid

Fighting the damn snake was hard but rewarding

Slashing your axe down at the monster that had hurt both you but also Richard, Rebecca and now Chris

It’s hissing cries of pain

Blood staining your already red covered clothes

Something like this wasn’t uncommon to you

You had to fight a few stronger and bigger monsters in silent hill

But now it was at least something unoriginal and not an eldritch beast

With a sigh you feel the poison from its fangs that bit into you several times wash away

Your body was already at work doing whatever it did to slowly heal you

Chris meanwhile was going through the effort of looting the rest of the room

Getting spare ammo and herbs

Along with a mask

You didn’t like the look of the object, it was cult like

…you didn’t exactly like cults

But for now it was best to suck it up especially since it was likely for yet another unnecessary puzzle

Chris lingers by the door and you get off the dead snakes body

Not before giving it one last good kick to the head for an extra fuck you

Exiting the room you see Chris stumble slightly on the way down the stairs

Immediately you go to help him

“Did it bite you?”

“Y-yeah..,think it got me. Administer it to yourself first, you got bitt as well”

Before you can give a response he falls

Almost clattering to the floor if not for your support as you helped him slump against the wall

You pull out the serum, calling out for Rebecca

Distantly you hear hurried footsteps

Your breath goes ragged, you didn’t have a needle to administer the antidote

He could die

And you couldn’t do anything to stop it

Why?

Why does this keep happening to you?

What did you do to have the people you care for die with nothing you can do?!

Rebecca rushes in, eyes widening at the sight of the slumped over Chris and the look in your eyes

It’s just pure grief

Even after she administers it and he begins to stir your still stricken with that look

Her words are not responded to

Your mind is distant

Admittedly she didn’t know much about whatever had happened to you even before the mansion

But she does know your a deeply scarred kid

Someone who had seen horrors before the leach infested train, the first mansion and now a second one

But another thing she knows is that something happened to you that made you…different

You spoke broadly of it

A place where’re you entered and came out not the same

On the train she once tried to bandage your wounds with Billy after a Rebar had impaled you in the side when the train crashed

A wound like that with only a few spare herbs and a can of first aid spray should have resulted in death

But despite that you healed

The wound slowly going away until there was now nothing in its wake

Both eventually accepted it as something no one will have an answer to

Still she insisted you use the herbs to help with the process

Billy did as well, making you promise to look after yourself before leaving

Gently she tries to wake you up from the daze of your mind

Eventually it works but you still keep a look of worry in your eyes as you glance at Chris who begins to properly awaken

Chris noticed after this that your relatively more distant than you were before

Your more silent than before

Just give short responses as you avoid looking at him as if your eyes would scorch him

When he does see your eyes though he sees fear

Not towards him per say but more so at what could happen to him

That getting closer would lead to more harm if he got hurt once more

It’s touching in some sense but worrying

Really worrying

He remembers that same mindset when his parents died and he had to be the main caregiver for Claire

For a long while he almost feel into that thought but had caught himself

It wasn’t healthy

But he can’t just up and tell you to stop because that likely won’t fix anything

So for now he does his best

Entering out the mansion into its garden

An old beaten path leading the way as cicadas chirp off in the brush

The sounds of nature filling the area along with

Gravel being crunched under both yours and his boots

Just as you both walk downhill the radio he’d almost forgotten he had crackles on

Immediately his hand goes to it

The words are chopped up but he’s able to make out a warning

“Stay out the woods outside the mansion”

He casts a glance back to the looming building and then at you

You look at the radio once more and he puts it away

After a second you snap out of it and linger behind him once more

Axe hugged to your chest

Both stained with blood and gore

He’d maybe have to try and find something for you to change into

A cold breeze goes by

Maybe a coat as well if it keeps to this temperature

Speaking of which

“Are you cold?.” He asks looking at the statues of two Cerberus. From the looks of them their in the wrong directions. Knowing this place there would be two levers or something to put them in place…which makes him think of those two weather vanes

You shake your head no despite it being untrue. You were always cold, a chilling temperature always racking your body as if you were one of the corpses littering this place. “I’m fine”

He nods but doesn’t seem to believe your words

You both go back uphill to the weather vanes and press down secret buttons to stop them in certain directions

Distantly you hear the moving of stone

After some pressing there’s a click that emanates and the gates being seemingly opened

The two of you head deeper into the madness

Through the cabin madness and groaning screams you carry on

A creature much more akin to that of silent hill

Several faces stitched together as a mask on its face

Cuffed hands that are elongated to a unnatural extent

Groaning screams that sounded more human-like than that of the zombies you cut down

For the first time tonight your happy to enter back into the mansion of all things

At least Chris gave you a magnum in all this mess

One that would be saved for better occasions than shooting down giant spiders and weird giant reptiles

Surprise surprise this place had a lab as its basement, absolutely wonderful

At least there wasn’t a cult involved or else your bingo chart would be full by now

Crates splash in a small pool of water and bob under Chris’s footsteps

He goes across first

They shift a bit and he jumps to the solid ground across

You go to step on the first crate

He holds his hand out for you and with a little hesitance you grab it

Your not sure of the last time you’d been given affection like this

It feels nice though

You feel…safe and not alone anymore

“Your really cold. You should have told me”

“I…I’m always cold”

He nods with a bit of confusion but puts his questions away for later

You cross the gap but he still holds your hand

The warmth of his gentle touch is absorbed by your eternal cold

But then he pulls away

A part of you feels saddened but you accept it

But then he slips something over your hands

His gloves are a bit big on you but he adjusts them

Military grade material fitting snugly around your hands that have a forever bitter cold

“I know their fingerless but hopefully that helps a bit.”

You feel to stunned to say anything so you default back to a nod and grab his hand once again

You give a gentle squeeze as a thank you

With a small smile he repeats the action back

“I know your scared of me getting hurt, but have some hope in me. We’ve come this far, and anything that they throw at us is going down”

Like before you nod again

Cold water soaks you up to your armpits as Richard grasps the metal fencing of this aquatic tank area

The water is deep and murky

Filled with an unknown force that makes its presence known to your mind

Something lurks in these waters

Hungry…no, STARVED

Is the best way to describe the creeping feeling

The waters shifts, it’s coming

“Chris get back!”

Before Richard can do it your pull Chris back as that oncoming threat surfaced

A giant shark, one that narrowly misses Chris as it bites at the metal before going back into the depths

Waiting for the next time to strike

To finally feast once more

“Shit go!” It comes out as a panicked cry, his blood soaked and bandages arm pointing to the door you and Chris entered through.

“We’ll deal with it!. Get to safety Richard!”

“Are you?-“

“Go! Your still injured! Don’t throw your life away, you have someone waiting for you back home!” He flinches a bit that, clear hesitation to leave on his mind before he begrudgingly does so.

Exiting he shoots one last look over his shoulder at the two of you

Chris already leading the way as quick as he can through the water with you behind

Smaller sharks trying to get a nip at you but deterred by a few swings of your axe

The bigger one though lurks, waiting

Cold and calculating dead eyes

Much like your own in some sense

Heading through double doors you give a sigh of relief

You’d preferred not to be fish food

Soaking wet you descended down a ladder with Chris not far behind

He needed a second to ensure the herbs were still ok

To his luck they were

“I think you might’ve saved Richard back there”

“What do you mean?”

“Well…” he momentarily pauses thinking of the right words “Richard has a habit of…self sacrifice. It has something to do with his sister dying, I’m not sure of the specifics but he’s felt guilty that he could’ve done more to save her…so he tends to do reckless stuff to save others. Him pushing me out the way would have probably killed him, put him in my place instead.”

That….that can’t be?

You’ve never been able to save someone

Not your mother was she gasped out for help against your father

Not any of the others lost in silent hill, succumbing to the monsters of their own minds

Not yourself from what that place did to you

You couldn’t have…could you?

Had you finally saved someone?

After all this time of thinking you were incapable of helping others you had done it

Now thinking back you had saved him before with the help of Chris…you also saved Chris

Maybe you just didn’t realize it until someone else saying it

Your chest feels warm despite the now cold dripping clothes

Without thinking you hug Chris, he’s a bit surprised buts hugs back

He has a feeling your crying but says nothing except that “it’s alright, you saved him”

It makes you cry harder but in a good way

In the sense that he gets you’d been needing to hear those words for a long time

And now they finally entered your ears

“I don’t think I’ll ever look at plants the same way” it comes out as a grumble as Chris applies a mixture of green and red herb solution to his wounds. Those vines were much more sharp than they appeared…this would definitely bruise later on.

“At least salads will be more appealing now” that comments gets a chuckle from him and a “yeah, that’s for sure” as the sound of Rebecca leaving to find Richard echoes down creaky wooden halls.

The last few hours had felt like days and at this point you were wondering if this place was some sort of other reality like Silent hill

It would explain the seemingly dragging passage of time as the mansion got more and more confusing

But you knew at heart this place was just a normal mansion

…er well maybe not normal but it was still a standard building

Not a different plane of reality

You think you’d be able to detect that somehow

With a swat of your hand you kill a nearby stray mutant bee that hand died

With a groan you wipe away the aftermath on your already disgusting and stained shirt

Your gonna definitely burn your clothes after all of this. Not only for sanitary reasons but also cause if possible spreading of the infection

It was better not to risk anything

Especially since no amount of bleach would be able to wash this shit off

Your on guard when a nearby door opens

As is Chris who pushes you behind him

But then someone exits through in similar clothes to Chris

“Wesker!” Relief visibly floods Chris but your still a bit on guard. The sunglasses wearing blond feels odd to you, his eyes stare at you through his sunglasses but you know the look he’s giving you. It’s something akin to a predator looking at prey.

“Chris” after saying this his gaze focusses down on you “and who’s this?”. You stay beside Chris, clutching his hand tightly as he stays relatively oblivious. Despite asking who you were you get the feeling he already knows.

Chris looks down at you with a small smile, “their a survivor of the train bravo was sent to investigate, they came here with Rebecca.”. Wesker nods, a grin akin to that of a wolf in sheep’s clothing appearing. He was definitely bad news

The snake showed up again apparently not actually dead much to your annoyance

And with its arrival came weird reptilian monsters that almost killed Rebecca and Richard

Great…absolutely stunning

What’s even more “great” is that your now with Chris in a dingy mine area

One with guess what? Another lab!

This time without sharks

You swear to whatever god is out there that if Mr.”I wear my sunglasses at night” is behind this then your giving him a good and hardy hello from your axe

With a groan you step I’ve r the corpse of some weird new insect monster

It’s splattered guts from Chris’s shotgun now decorating the already dingy walls

How fitting

It twitches despite being dead giving some friendly flashbacks to silent hill once more

This place was still better than there but only by a small margin

One that had begun shrinking as the night went onwards and this place really began to get on your nerves

Even Chris seemed done by this point

Wanting desperately for the night to come to a close

“What do you want to do the minute we get out of here?”

“I’m gonna have the hottest longest bath and then have fast food”

“Sounds like a good plan.”

“I’m not sharing my food, not even with you”

He chuckles a bit at that, it’s tired but still happy

“Fair”

Chris looks around the room once more for items you turn to look at the secret hidden camera

You can’t see where exactly it is but you know when your staring in its direction

Your eyes glare up at it

Unbeknownst to you the man watching sees misty white eyes through the lens of the screen

And then the feed cuts out with a glitch

Your in-between both Rebecca and Chris as the three of you go down an elevator

It creaks occasionally making both Rebecca and Chris tighten their hold a bit

It’s…nice

You feel cared for

Even though Rebecca knows you seemingly can’t die she still worried

And Chris does as well but believing your still mortal

Your axe is stored away along with the magnum but despite that your safe

Your nerves that would have never allowed that before are now tucked away in the deepest depths of your mind

For now your safe with them

It only goes away though once the elevator stops and opens

A dingy green lit hallways of tiles leading the pathway do you feel that urge

Steam escapes from nearby pipes giving a misty look

It makes you squeeze their hands

They squeeze back before Rebecca lets go

Chris tightens his grip while leading to a door

You pull out your axe

The door goes up, mechanical sounds releasing as it does so

There in this room is a lab, one with odd human-like entities in test tubes

A beating heart exposed fork their chests

Just like the one you and Rebecca fought the day prior

It beats gently as Wesker types away at a nearby computer

Back turned to everyone

Distantly on the monitor you see camera footage

The others are in real time but one screen focuses in on you

White eyes staring directly up towards the screen

Intensity that spoke volumes

What looked to be small wisps of fog escaping your lips

So you were right about feeling watched this whole time

And the culprit seems to have a knowing smile on his face once turning around to see your narrowed eyes

“Wesker!” It’s said in a tone of disbelief . You can’t blame Chris, this was his captain, the man who was in charge of the team he now used as lab rats.

“So you’ve come” he pauses for a moment, continuing to type of his keyboard “Chris you make me proud. But of course you are one of my men.”

“Thanks” it comes out as a scoff as you tighter the hold on your axe

Wesker pulls out his gun, pointing it at you all. “Since when Wesker” Chris hides his anger but you feel it radiating from him.

“I’m afraid I don’t know what your talking about”

“You’ve been with umbrella from the beginning haven’t you?”

“Correct” he moves closer, holding the gun up towards Chris “S.T.A.R.S were umbrellas— no, rather, my little piggies. The tyrant virus leaked polluting this whole place. And unfortunately I had to give up my lovely members of S.T.A.R.S. In the process though I’ve seemed to have found something more valuable” his gaze goes down to you

Chris pulls you to hide more behind him, an accusatory finger pointed at Wesker as he says in pure anger “you killed them with your own dirty hands! You son of a Bitch!”

“No…”

“Oh yes dear” he says it in a mocking tone before adding “just like this” as he turns his gun. Everything feels as if it’s going in slow motion, he points it at Rebecca who’s only a foot or two away from you. Without thinking you move, body shielding her own from the gunshot.

Burning pain echoes through your chest as Rebecca catches you

Chris yells but it’s stopped once more by Weskers cool and calm voice

Fuck this hurt

It hurt like absolute hell

Like that rebar that was impailed in your side

But then like usual the blood stops pouring out the wound

And your able to get up with the help of Rebecca who holds you

Chris looks at you with a mix of shock, confusion and relief

“How?-“

“That’s what I intended to find out as well.”

“Long story Chris…should probably focus on the crazy asshole”

A few moments after this with a click of a button the creature in one of the tubes is released

Heart pulsating even more as the water drains

It’s face that only a mother could love coming to life

“The ultimate life-form— Tyrant”

Staring at the monstrosity Chris laughs

“Wesker you’ve become senile”

“Chris, you’ll never understand. It’s magnificent” while saying this he raises his arms, looking up at the “glory” of his creation

“Sure…definitely magnificent” you cough out to Rebecca who still holds you. Sarcasm dripping from your voice like the splatters of your blood on the ground

Suddenly the tyrant moves

The glass of its tube breaks and it’s giant claw arm shoots through Wesker as if he were butter

He lets out a dying gasp as his blood falls to the ground

Then he’s Thrown away, discard by his ultimate being as it focuses its attention on Chris

With a groan you pull out the magnum, there were a good amount of bullets from you stocking up and waiting for a moment like this

So despite the pain your in you begin shooting

The knock back making you cough up more blood and pain spreads through your chest

Rebecca urged you to stop but you tell her to go find Richard and whoever else is left alive

You had a feeling this place would end up destroyed soon

Chris keeps shooting it down with his shotgun as you load magnum loads into its chest

Specifically aiming at it’s still beating heart that you desperately wanted to ripe out

God just die already

You aim and shoot once again in time with Chris at its chest

It falls down onto its knees and then face first on the floor

Faintly though you still hear it’s heart

But for now it seems incapacitated

With a sigh you shakily get up, Chris adding your side and helping you walk correctly

Your still healing and the exhaustion from tonight isn’t helping speed up the process

“Are you alright? Your wound it-“

“Less talking and more walking. Like I said, I’ll explain later”

He nods, helping you through the door and onto the elevator

“We should probably blow this place up”

“Why’s that?”

“This place is contaminated. They probably have more of the virus Wesker was talking about. If this got out to the public…then”

“Got it. The show must go on”

It seems the act is coming to a close

All that’s left is the finally

The self destruction message rings out in a woman’s voice on the PA system

Rebecca and Richard went to set it off

But now all that’s left was to get out of here and find someone named Jill

It wasn’t too much looking

It was pretty unsurprising this place had essentially a jail cell attached to it

The brunette looks a bit frazzled to see Chris but embraces him in a hug as the ringing of the PA continue

She tries to say something about Wesker but Chris replies that he knows

His tone is filled with betrayal and a bit of sadness

She nods, turning to the door to see you peeking in

“Who-“

“No time, this place is gonna blow any minute. Questions later”

She nods

Chris sets off some flairs as You, Jill, Richard, Rebecca and him wait with baited breath

Daylight is beginning to peak out from over the horizon

Day is near

The nightmare is almost over

….keyword almost

The tyrant didn’t die

And looks mighty angry for more lead to be pumped into its body

It knocks Jill aside and heads for Rebecca

Neither you, Chris nor Richard will let that happen though

There aren’t many magnum bullets left, the monster is a sponge for them

But nether the less you kept shooting

Keep persevering

Keep surviving

In the distance you hear the loud sound of a helicopter

Help was here

“Chris! Use it! Kill it! whatever it is!” The man in the Helicopter hovering above yells as a rocket launcher clatters to the ground

Chris nor Richard can go for it as the tyrant is in his way

But you can

You dive towards the weapon picking it up

It’s heavy but you don’t give up

“Chris!”

He looks to you

With as much might as you can you slide the weapon towards him with a a mighty kick

All the power left in you being used to get it over to him

Richard distracts it long enough for him to pick up

And then

Bam

The monster explodes into several chunks of flesh and fire

Blood splattering on you as the helicopter lands not long afterwards

Rebecca and Chris help you on

Jill and Richard follow in afterwards

It’s over

In the end you rest against both Jill and Chris

The two adults giving you their own types of comfort

in the case of Chris it’s him gently holding your hand, rubbing circles with his thumb as a reminder that he’s there

That your not alone in this

With Jill it’s promising you that your somewhere safe

That you can stay with her for security if you so need it since Chris has a plan of hunting down umbrella

Though you had just met her,Jill gives you a sense of comfort you had longed for

In your mind you consider the offer. For so long you’d been alone, drifting from place to place without aim

You had made it out that mist covered town but your parents weren’t so lucky

But perhaps that was for the best when their sins were brought to light

As of now though you just think over the offer

For now the nightmare was over

You had the feeling though that a new one would eventually take its place

Life has a funny way of doing that to you

But right now…there was a moment of calm you basked in

“So…I’d said I’d explain what happened to me”

“You don’t have to right now”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“I’m fine. Fine enough to start explaining anyways.” For a moment you think of how to start telling them all. It’s hard to explain let alone believe…but after tonight you’re willing to bet they would take your word.

“In my restless dreams I still see that town…silent hill”

#platonic #resident evil x reader #rebecca chambers x reader #jill valentine x reader #chris redfield x reader #resident evil #silent hill #crossover #me combing my favourite game series with another I’ve been getting into as of late #like resident evil is my fav games of all time #castlevania is a very close second. #speaking of castlevania I might have something in store for it sometime if people are interested #but that’s for a later time

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Requited Love, But At What Cost? (DBD/RE0) Rebecca Chambers/Reader Commission

This was commissioned by @hoemine! It was a lot of fun to write! 💕

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You don't deserve her love but the Entity is forcing it upon you anyways. She's a cruel god and will devour whatever is left of your souls and still will not have Her fill.

Warnings: Yandere, Toxic/Unhealthy Relationship, Mutual Pining, Angst, Romance, Slight Body Horror (Reader gets a dick) Gentle Sex, Loss of Virginity, Mindbreak

You never thought mercy to be something the Entity could practice. After being shipped home after a particularly traumatic torture session by everyone’s most hated dream demon, your nightmares totally and utterly stopped. You had dreams, yes, nightmares too, but you didn’t have those kinds of nightmares, the ones where he is in control and you are helpless to do anything about it. When you began to thrash and whimper during a particularly harsh nightmare, Rebecca was able to pull you out of it with a shake and a call of your name.

“Hey-?! H-Hey! It’s okay… It’s just a dream…” You stared at her, bleary eyed and confused as to how your head was in Rebecca’s lap. When did you…? You blinked and rubbed your face with your hand. 

“H-Huh…? Oh.” The sight of her worried expression brought you back down from the confused high you felt whenever you were suddenly pulled out of a dream. Rebecca seemed genuinely relieved that you were awake and calm, something that had you wondering if you were having a bad reaction or something… 

“Are you okay?” Her voice was soft and gentle as she ran her fingers through your hair. Your eyes were already drooping and your tongue became heavy.

“Hrmm…” Your eyes were already closing again. Rebecca hushed you and stroked your cheek with the tips of her fingers.

“Shh… It’s alright… Go back to sleep, I’m right here…” Her words brought you a lot of comfort. You fell into a deep sleep, mouth slightly agape and snoring as a thin trail of drool streaked out of the corner of your mouth. Rebecca never took her eyes off of you, staring at you with enough intensity to cause your rest to be uneasy. 

There was a change happening within Rebecca. You didn’t notice it before as you were wholly absorbed in your own fight for survival… but now that you aren’t being harassed by two specific killers that have had it out for you for a while you can’t ignore it. Maybe you noticed it then too, but you just didn’t wish it to be so. It was so hard making it through your own hardships you just wanted to lean on Rebecca, the only real support that you had. Was it too much for her…? Did you push her too hard? …maybe, but that wasn’t the crux of the issue. It’s easy to put the blame solely on your own shoulders but it wasn’t true. This change was something different. As much as you wanted to deny it you couldn’t, not any longer, and you now find yourself looking over your shoulder in the survivors’ camp, feeling a familiar chill run down your spine as someone views their prized possession from afar.

Rebecca was now obsessed with you. 

You couldn’t get away from her if you tried and you did try a few times… Rebecca always had a hand on you, on your arm, your shoulder, on your waist, in your own hand… This shift didn’t go unnoticed by the other survivors. The old S.T.A.R.S. members asked you if you and Rebecca were an item, and before you could answer, Rebecca came out of nowhere and all but tackled you from behind, wrapping her arms around your torso as she giggled softly. 

“I-I’ll take that as a ‘yes’?” Chris laughed a little, but there was no warmth in his eyes or at the corners of his mouth. Instead of smiling, he set his jaw and pulled his lips into a thin line as his brown turned upwards. You looked between him and Jill and she looked just the same. 

Something was very, very wrong… 

Rebeca wasn’t unlike Ghostface or Myers now. Sometimes she followed you from afar, other times she was so close to you, close enough to touch you if she so chose to, and you wouldn’t even know it until she decided to make herself known. If you were in a trial, she was there, and if she was with you, you would make it out in one piece. Rebecca was cutthroat when it came to you. Be it survivor or killer, no one would get in the way of the two of you escaping. You swear that if you didn’t ask her (kindly) not to do it, Rebecca would throw another survivor into the killer’s way or use them as a meat shield if it meant you escaping the trial uninjured. This change was stark and as much as it was troubling… 

You just wanted to be close to her…

Every time she said your name, her face would light up, just how it would before this change took place. Rebecca is different but she’s still the same… She’s still the caring, gentle ‘becca that you’ve known for who knows how long. Yeah, she’s… clingy, but you don’t dislike this. In a way, you enjoy this extra attention. It’s so wrong on your part, you know this, but you can’t help yourself… You liked Rebecca, you like-like her, you have for a while now. But what did you do instead of telling her this, showing her this fact?

You fucked her former, traitorous boss. 

This feels like a punishment of some sort. You are nothing but a colossal fuck-up so it makes no sense that someone like Rebecca would want anything to do with someone like you. This wasn’t her fault. This place… The Entity… Rebecca isn’t in control and you know it, even if she doesn’t nor does anyone else. You were being tormented once again and this time it was at the behest of the Entity, Herself. It pained you to see your friend in such a state… This wasn’t her. She was out of control and if you distanced yourself from her you feared that it would be too much for her to bear. If anything happened to her, after everything that you had done to her… 

It wasn’t only you that had noticed the changes taking place within Rebecca, nor was it just the former S.T.A.R.S. members, either. All the survivors began to notice as well as she was becoming unbearable to work with in trials and difficult to stand outside of them. Rebecca was combative when not with you; she fought whoever was in her way, be it survivor or killer. She was always fearless but now even some of the killers were wondering if the Entity was playing some kind of prank on them all by placing a killer in the survivor ranks as a sort of shapen up kind of strategy that only served to piss them off. They took their frustration out on the other survivors and in turn they were becoming more and more uneasy as time went on. 

“Isn’t it… I don’t know… weird?” One asked. Another survivor scratched the back of their head.

“What? Gonna have to be more specific than-” 

“Rebecca and him.” 

“Ahh… Yeah, yeah… I guess they’ve both had a thing for each other for a while now, right?” 

“Yeah… but Rebecca’s a little…”

“Batshit insane?”

“Yeah, that…”

“I just hope I don’t have a trial with her next time…”

“Me either. Or with him for that matter.”

“Yeah, I don’t want her interrogating me like she did last time… How can someone be so short and cute yet so freaking scary at the same time?” 

“Dunno man… But I kinda feel sorry for him. She’s freaking nutso and he’s gotta deal with the brunt of it.” 

“Nah, don’t be sorry. I’m actually kind of jealous…”

“What? Why?” 

“Don’t you know? Crazy bitches fuck the best!”

“Shh! Do you want either of them to hear you?!”

“What?! It’s true-!” 

Your stomach churned as you listened to them go on and on… Your eyes were downcast and it was hard to focus on Rebecca as she clung to your arm and rested her body against yours. 

“Let them talk.”

“Huh?” You looked over to her. She wasn’t angry or… anything, really. She just smiled a little as she looked up at you. You knew the difference between her fake smiles and her genuine ones and this one was the real deal. 

“I don’t care what they think of me. The only person I care about is you and what you think and want… As long as you’re happy, I’m happy…” Her voice was so soft that you had to strain your ears to hear her. Your heart had been pounding in your ears as you listened to those other survivors talking shit about Rebecca but now it was beating fast because she had genuinely taken you off guard. She meant every word of it and it left you feeling conflicted. 

Was this really what she wanted or was this just the mindset the Entity was feeding her? 

You never questioned Rebecca’s devotion or care towards you. That was a constant in your relationship, even when you were nothing but a fuck-up that hurt her over and over again because you couldn’t keep your pants on… You weren’t just putting up with Rebecca’s new attitude because you felt like you owed it to her, you truly held feelings for her that you have been denying to not only yourself but to her as well and you wanted to be close to her… You can never ever make things right between the two of you nor can you take back all the shitty things that you have done but you can try to be better for her now and that was worth it you thought. 

Rebecca only wanted you. For the longest time, she liked you. Knowing that you had fucked another, that you fucked him, absolutely broke her heart… but she understood. It was lust, not love, and what you had with him wasn’t what you had with her. Her relationship with you was different. You actually cared about her and yes, you got a little lost, a little distracted, and you had missteps but it was okay! Rebecca knew that if she was patient that you would find your way back to her and you did! You looked her in the eye and you promised her that you wouldn’t leave her side if there was anything you could do about it. Never again. You would be there for her and you held her hand and wrapped your arms around her waist and sniffed her hair as you said you were sorry… It’s more than what she wanted… Rebecca was so totally and utterly in love with you that there was no other that could possibly take your place in her heart. 

Your tears were sweet but unnecessary… Rebecca wanted you to be happy and it pained her to see you so sad whenever she was around… 

“Why do you always get so sad when I’m here…? Have I hurt you? Do… Do you not want me to-” 

“No.”

Your voice was low and trembled as your throat threatened to squeeze shut. Your eyes ached and were dry from fighting back your tears but they still formed regardless. Rebecca gently wiped away a stray tear that threatened to overflow from one of your eyes. You swallowed thickly and placed your hands on her small shoulders. 

What are you supposed to say…? No words could possibly reach her now… 

Words often failed you but actions rarely did. You wrapped your arms around her and pulled her into your chest. Rebecca’s heart skipped a beat as you rested your cheek against the top of her head. You couldn’t hold back your tears but you didn’t allow yourself to sniffle or sob. You couldn’t do it anymore, not in front of Rebecca. You could feel her body tremble slightly and she released a shaky sigh as she sank into your embrace. 

“Oh, baby… I love you…” You set your jaw and couldn’t bring yourself to reciprocate the sentiment aloud. 

Rebecca was only becoming more and more obsessed with you as time went on. Was it days? Weeks? Months? Years? It was impossible to tell. Maybe it was even longer in her eyes, or shorter, perhaps, but you will never know. She was so totally and utterly enthralled with you that the obsession was on par with what Myers had with Laurie, perhaps even worse as Rebecca had full access to you nearly around the clock and you fully indulged her in spite of knowing full well it was bad for her. What else could you do? You couldn’t leave her again and you wouldn’t… not now, not when this was all your fault…

Unbeknownst to you or anyone else, Rebecca was in regular contact with the Entity. Yes, Rebecca had become twisted as her behest but Rebecca was also asking for favours in return, and favours that the Entity was all too happy to grant for the sheer purpose of emotionally tormenting you even further. 

Alongside the stick, there must be a carrot… 

Her request was asked shyly, as though she was a virgin and the request was something pure and girlish. Her request was just the opposite, as she all but begged the Entity to grant you something that you never had. I-It wasn’t just for her, though! Rebecca was doing this for your sake as well! She had often heard you lamenting on never being born with a dick and complaining about how life would be much better, easier, even, if you had one so… so she was doing this for you as much as she was doing it for herself! Even if this wish wasn’t granted, she wouldn’t mind… As long as it was you touching her and making love to her, Rebecca couldn’t care less what you had or didn’t have down there.

It was only fair… After all, the Entity had given those killers prizes that all revolved around you so why shouldn’t she get something similar?! Rebecca only wanted you to be happy in your body… and she wanted you to be inside of her… The Entity heard her prayer and as She wasn’t a merciless god, She decided to grant Rebecca her wish. 

It was rather trivial: she wanted to grant you a cock. But not something typical, no, that wasn’t in the Entity’s style and Rebecca knew this full well. While you were sleeping, your body began to change. It was something fairly subtle, as it wasn’t something insanely large or cumbersome but rather stealthy and something easily hidden. Your genitals remained largely the same though where your clit once was a retractable shaft formed inside of your body. The head of your new cock was angular, not flat but covered in soft bumps that could grow or shrink depending on your arousal. The length of your shaft wouldn’t be as stiff as a typical penis when aroused but rather pliable and somewhat able of independent movement. More bumps covered your length, more subtle than what was on the head of your new cock, but they grew wider as your girth grew wider, until the base was reached where it was nearly as wide as your hand was, fingertip to palm. It was a similar colour to your skin-tone but the bumps were a bright pink that could turn red the more aroused you became. 

You had a pleasant dream that had your cock throbbing and growing in your pants. Rebecca was left wondering if her wish had come true… the suspense was killing her and she wanted nothing more than to touch you and see for herself, but she told herself to wait. She returned to your side and cuddled you from behind as you dreamt, noticing how your hips twitched and seemed to grind against nothing. Rebecca stared over your body, her hand resting on your lower abdomen. You continued to fidget and it seemed like you couldn’t find any comfort in her arms. She carefully leaned over you and her eyes went wide as she saw a noticeable bulge in your pants. 

Did- Did it really come true?! 

Rebecca dropped her wrist and her hand just so happened to graze against your new member that stood proudly in your pants. She was overcome with glee but managed to feign rest as you roused from sleep. At first, you didn’t seem to notice the change, even as Rebecca’s small hand rested a top of your new appendage, but as you stretched, your attention shifted downward and you became acutely aware that something in you was very, very different.

“H-Huh?!” 

You scrambled away from her in shock. Rebecca spooning you didn’t surprise you in the slightest but the, for the lack of a better word, tightness in your pants had you wondering if you were going insane. It felt so really but it couldn’t be! You didn’t have a- No, you didn’t- But- 

“W-What the fuck is happening?!” You went into a bit of a crisis, something Rebecca didn’t exactly anticipate. You fled behind a tree and unzipped your pants, something that caught everyone's attention and had several of them coming over to see if you were okay. Rebecca made sure to beat them to the front of the crowd and asked you-

“W-What’s wrong? Are you okay…?” She was a little nervous. You stammered and stuttered that you didn’t know before quickly confirming that you were okay.

“N-No?! Er- Yes?! I-I just-! Can there not be a crowd around me?! Please, guys!” Some survivors apologized but a few nosy busy bodies still hung around and were dispersed by a glare on Rebecca’s part. If looks could kill she would have been a top ranking killer since she’s become obsessed with you… 

“Are you sure you’re okay…?” It took you a while to face her again but when you did, you were somewhere between pale and flushed red. 

Flustered, you waved off her concern but it was clear that you were confused and perhaps a little uneasy. But that all would change in time! You had something you always wanted and you would grow accustomed to it soon enough thanks again to Rebecca and her utter devotion towards you… She would seal her love for you and make it known that you were the only man for her… Rebecca only needed to find the perfect moment to make you hers forever.

There were a few old, rickety cabins that dotted the inside of the survivors’ camp. Usually they were unused, as sleep wasn’t really something that any of you needed anymore. Well… it wasn’t something that many of you needed, anyway. You were one of the unlucky few that had run-ins with Freddy Krueger and it left you exhausted to the point of you falling unconscious. That combined with your ugly and disruptive nightmares led you to using them so you both wouldn’t bother anyone with your problems and so that you could have time to yourself. This was different now that Rebecca was attached to your hip, though she didn’t always stay by your side nor did you always sleep so far away from the warm campfire. This time you did, and unlike any other time since she’s changed, Rebecca came to you and woke you up from an uneasy nap. 

She called your name, the urgency in her voice had you nearly jumping out of bed and wide awake in spite of your exhaustion. 

“W-What?! What?! What is… it?” Your voice trailed off as the panicked, sleep-exhausted fog that clouded your mind lifted and you were faced with a blushing and teary-eyed Rebecca that was dressed in a tight, dark-coloured leather outfit that hugged every single curve of her body and squeaked in protest at her every little move. Rebecca leaned over you and buried her face into your neck, sniffling and pressing her body into your chest.

“Oh… I had a terrible dream and you weren’t there…” Conflicting emotions rose inside of you as you wrapped your arms around her shoulders. 

You weren’t stupid. You knew exactly what she wanted from you and you didn’t know if you should be disgusted with yourself for wanting it as well. Rebecca was stroking your ego by doing this and playing the role as sweet, innocent girl that needs comfort but it didn’t fool you. Still… you bit your tongue and shifted over so she could get into bed with you. You wanted nothing more than to just hold her but Rebecca wanted so much more and you couldn’t deny her even if it was the wrong thing to do…

“I’m… sorry, ‘becca… Come here…” 

Her body was warm against your own. The leather was quite pleasant on your skin and you found your hands about to wander over the swell of her hip but you stopped yourself. Rebecca buried her nose into your chest and sighed heavily as she clutched your shirt. You pulled her closer and ran your fingers through her hair. Rebecca worked her leg in between yours and she not so subtly began to grind against your leg, feigning a need for comfort when she was clearly trying to turn you on. It was working and you found yourself blushing as your arousal was becoming more and more apparent thanks to the new dick the Entity had gifted to you.

“Hmm… Baby… Oh, honey…” Rebecca’s voice was soft and slightly muffled against your chest as she called your name. Your heart pounded in your ears as she pulled away from you, her face red and her lips wet with either saliva or some kind of gloss. She shifted her body until you were partially under her and she was nearly straddling your thigh. Rebecca’s lips were slightly parted and she sighed softly as she leaned towards your face. You could smell something sweet on her breath that you couldn’t place. She pursed her lips and closed her eyes just before her lips met yours. 

You were simultaneously on cloud nine and guilt ridden all at once. The kiss was chaste at first. Rebecca gently pressed into your mouth and accommodated you when you shifted your neck to provide a better angle for you to kiss her back. Your reciprocation made her giddy and she giggled and sighed into your mouth as she slightly deepened the kiss. Rebecca shifted again and now you were flat on your back with her now straddling your lap. 

She grabbed your hands and put one on her slightly exposed hip and the other on one of her small, perky breasts. The leather was smooth under your palm and it enhanced her natural beauty well… You hesitated but ultimately allowed yourself to enjoy this contact. Rebecca wanted this so much and hearing her moan and sigh into your mouth as you massaged her breast and dug your fingers into the swell of her hip turned you on and made you grind against her despite your effort not to. 

Shit… You could feel every single curve of her body pressing against you. Rebecca pressed her weight down onto your lap as she slipped her tongue past your slightly parted lips. You followed her lead and didn’t push for control. She shuddered as your tongues intertwined. You removed your hand from her chest and placed it on the small of her back. Her skin was soft and warm and you smoothed your hand up the curve of her spine. 

“Mmm-!~ B-Baby!~ Oh, I can’t believe it…” Rebecca broke from the kiss and buried her face into your shoulder. You kissed down the side of her face and down her jawline, until you found the softness of her neck. You placed a few butterfly kisses against her skin before you nipped at her. You gently sucked on the sensitive flesh of her throat, the sound of Rebecca squeaking and the feeling of her legs clamping down onto your thighs going straight between your legs and making your body lurch on its own accord. 

The moment she was able to loop her legs around underneath your waist, Rebecca swapped your position with hers. It made your head swim, going from on your back to sitting upright, overlooking a blushing and squirming ‘becca that pulled you down by the front of your shirt. 

“Kiss me again… P-Please, I need it- I need you…” It was all you needed to hear. You gently pressed your lips against hers but it wasn’t enough. Rebecca hooked an arm around your neck and pulled you down even further, deepening the kiss with her tongue as she grabbed one of your hands and placed it back onto her breasts.

“T-Touch me… Please…” The desperation in her voice had your breath trembling. Rebecca spread her legs open and pushed your shirt up so she could touch your bare skin with her palm. 

“H-Hmm…” 

“G-Go on… You can touch me however you want… I won’t mind as long as it’s you…” She blushed as her fingers trailed down your torso and you shiver, a pleasant tingle shooting down to the tip of your new cock. Rebecca’s hand found the tent in your pants and she gently wrapped her fingers around it and rubbed it through your baggy sweatpants. 

Propping up your body with one arm, you leaned to the side and explored Rebecca’s chest with your palm. It was difficult to focus with the new sensation building in your lower abdomen but you focused solely on Rebecca and what she felt. She was all that mattered to you now and you would make sure this was everything she wanted…

Rebecca moaned into your mouth as you cupped one of her breasts. She didn’t have a large bust but she was absolutely perfect in your eyes. You move to the other side, fondling her over her tight leather top. You break from the kiss and ask her if she would like to take it off. Rebecca excitedly nods and smiles.

“O-Of course! A-As long as it’s okay with you…” She blushed as you sat upright, giving her some space and looking away slightly as she unclasped the button on the back of her neck and paused just before she peeled the leather top off her chest.

“Are you…?” You look back at her, red faced, and smile down at her. 

“I’m… a little nervous. I haven’t- uh- I-It’s not like this is a first but-” You didn’t need to say any more. Rebecca couldn’t care less if you were a virgin or not. You weren’t, not in the traditional sense, but this entire situation was a first for you and she was happy that it was with her. 

Seeing Rebecca’s bare skin for the first time has your head spinning and your heart racing in your chest. It felt wrong to touch her so soon after seeing her naked chest but Rebecca grabbed your hand and placed it back onto her chest, blushing and looking a little sheepish as she worried her lower lip. 

“I-It’s okay to touch me… I want it…” She looked back up at you and smiled. Your heart skipped a beat and began to ache as you leaned down and kissed her again. 

Everything progressed quickly after this. One moment you were kissing her, kneading her chest and toying with one of her nipples between your thumb and forefinger, and the next your shirt was off and your pants were pulled down around your knees and you could see your strange, alien cock in Rebecca’s small, soft hands disappearing and reappearing in and out of her clenched fist as she jerked you off. It felt… Fuck, it felt so fucking good… You broke from the kiss and took one of her nipples into your mouth and gently sucked on it. Rebecca bucked her hips and moaned, her wrist twisting and increasing in speed as she desperately tried to get you off. You grabbed her wrist and released her nipple from your mouth. 

“No- No, Rebecca…” She looked startled at first but when you placed a hand on her hip and hooked your fingers into the waistband of her tight leather pants she visibly relaxed and became a little coy.  

“O-Okay…” It took a lot of wiggling on her part but with your help she was able to slip the pants off. Her leather top was cast to the side just as your sweatpants were. The two of you were now completely naked in front of each other for the first time and you took a moment to just process it all. 

This was really happening. And you have a- a- You shook your head. It didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered to you now was Rebecca, and she was shyly looking up at you from behind her lashes as she beckoned you closer.

“Come here…” 

It was difficult not to marvel at how well your bodies fit together. You weren’t terribly large or broad but Rebecca was tiny and petite even compared to you. You were worried that this was going too fast for her, you both were already naked and she was eager to make love to you, as you were as well, but you just wanted to make sure she was okay… You asked her and she just kissed you hard and deep and pulled you down so you were nearly resting on top of her. 

“Didn’t I say I wanted you…? I want you to touch me, make love to me… You can do anything to me… Anything at all…” She wrapped her dainty fingers around your cock again and you found your eyes fluttering shut as you sucked in a deep breath. 

“Rebecca…” You shuddered and opened your eyes when you felt her rubbing the tip of your dick into her folds. Fuck, she’s so wet- 

“A-Are you sure-? N-Now? B-But I-I haven’t e-even- Ngh-!” It wasn’t that you didn’t want this, you just wanted to make sure that Rebecca was really okay with this… You haven’t even touched her really, not yet, but she was already lining you up with her entrance and pushing herself onto your cock before you could say anything else.

“I-I’m sorry- I c-can’t wait anymore…! Oh… I love you…” She wrapped her legs around your waist and pulled you deeper inside of her. There was a little resistance and her brows knitted together as though she was uncomfortable, but it quickly shifted into utter bliss as you shuddered over her and readjusted your hips. 

“F-Fuck…! Rebecca…! I-” It was overwhelming. She was so warm, so wet, so tight… It was all new to you and this was your first time with her and you couldn’t stop the tears that welled in your eyes as you leaned over and kissed her hard. 

“...I love you too…” You whispered into her lips. Tears rolled down Rebecca’s cheeks as the bridge of her nose flushed pink. She smiled as though drunk and pulled you back down for another kiss. After a few moments of soft, sweet kissing you feel the heel of Rebecca’s foot nudging your hips. It was the encouragement you needed to finally move your body against hers. 

It was unlike anything you’ve ever experienced in your entire life. Between the rapidly building heat in your core and the soft moans and sighs Rebecca released into your mouth, you don’t know how long you could last. It would be easy for you to reach your climax, and though Rebecca encouraged you to do just that, you decided to do the exact opposite of just that. You focused solely on Rebecca and her pleasure. You slipped a hand between your bodies and found her clit and began to rub it in careful, practiced strokes. This was something you had a decent amount of practice with… Your thrusts were clumsy and awkward but Rebecca was in heaven. To her, this was the best sex of her life. Never has she ever had someone care for what she wanted and felt so much… Your cock was amazing and its exotic texture and features rubbed her walls in ways she’s never experienced before! In spite of her best efforts to hold back, Rebecca was cumming thanks to your dedication and focus to her pleasure. 

When you were on the verge of cumming, you pulled out of her in spite of her protests and you went down on her. All you wanted was to make her feel good… Even knowing you were succeeding in spades did nothing to make you feel truly good about this situation. Rebecca was lost in the pleasure you were giving her with the ‘I love you’ you whispered to her still echoing in her head but all you could think is that this would never feel right to you. Rebecca wasn’t herself. She is different now and nothing can change that fact…. Nothing. Rebecca calls your name and begs you to put it back in, that she needs to feel you again and she wants to cum with you inside her… You do just that, only this time she makes you promise that you won’t hold back anymore and that you will cum with her this time. 

“O-Of course… Anything for you, ‘becca…” You felt her squeeze around you as you spoke the nickname you’ve given her from… you don’t even know when. You start to move again and Rebecca is smiling and tearing up all over again. 

“Oh my God-!~ I-I seriously can’t b-believe it…! Oh… I love you… I love you. I love you!” 

She whispered your name over and over again. Rebecca’s legs were trembling and she was unable to keep you down on her level on her own but she didn’t need to. You were right there, kissing all over her face and her neck and chest until the two of you hit your peaks one after the other. Tears ran down your face but it wasn’t from the pleasure that you felt. Rebecca’s face was so pretty but… it wasn’t her. You knew it wasn’t and this wasn’t what it should have been. You buried your face into her hair and cried as you finished inside of her. Pathetic. Absolutely fucking pathetic… Rebecca wrapped her arms around your body and sighed, feeling the warm afterglow of your passion resting deep within her. You stroked her hair and struggled to get a hold of your emotions. You kissed her on the temple and whispered under your breath-

“I-I’m so sorry, ‘becca… I really do love you…” 

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine, @memoryofheather

#dead by daylight #dbd #resident evil 0 #rebecca chambers #rebecca chambers x reader #paid commission #angst #romance #yandere #mindbreak #slight body horror

[weskerssunglasses]

RE Girls General Dating HCs

Sorry for the delay and shortness in posts, college is beating my ass

Characters: Claire, Jill, Rebecca, Ada

Rating: SFW

TWS/CWS: Gender neutral reader

Claire:

Chris gave you the shovel talk and she wanted to kill him for it

Speaking of Chris, she'd prefer if you got along with Chris. She's very close with her brother and if you don't get along then it might be a deal breaker for her

She's so playful all the time. She'll make a competition out of who can carry more grocery bags or who can run up the stairs to your apartment faster

Also pretty mischievous but it’s in good faith. She likes pulling silly pranks on you like moving your keys or stealing your clothes from the bathroom while you’re in the shower

Her favorite dates are picnics or movie theater dates. She likes putting her head on your shoulder and holding your hand during movies 🤧

Super cuddler, she'll cling to you like an octopus if you let her

Really family oriented, but she's also very understanding if you aren't close with your family

Invites you to all the Redfield family holidays

Can't cook to save her life. Despite this, the way to her heart is through her stomach, especially if you're good at baking

Would probably prefer if you were in the same line of work as her, she wants to be able to vent about work to someone who understands what she's talking about

Jill:

I totally forgot this gif was from Jill leaving Nikolai for dead until I replayed it recently LMAO

moving on though

Chill gf

Prefers at home dates, or simple dinner dates if you go out

Teaches you how to shoot a gun if you don't know how; she's been through a lot, and she wants to make sure you can protect yourself

She doesn't really care about who you do/don't get along with, she doesn't see what bearing it has on your relationship

Actually communicates like an adult (as she should)

Really trusting, she doesn't think you'd cheat, and hopes you think the same of her

Steals the blankets

Y'all would need to be together for a while before she would be comfortable with moving in together

Wants a relationship built on mutual trust, but trust takes time to build which is why she wants to be together for a while before moving in together

Rebecca:

She's the best 🤧

So sweet, she just wants to see you happy

Fantastic baker, her cookies are something to die for

Gets immediately upset if anyone says anything bad about you

Please let her cook for you she loves it

Favorite formal dates are at home like Jill, but informally she really likes spending time with you outside. Hiking, going on walks, and camping are things she loves doing with you

Demands that she can do everything herself to a point of just being stubborn. You will come upon her struggling to open a jar or reach something short people problems because she didnt want to ask for help

Not really the jealous type, but if she does get jealous its a little unlikely she'll say anything

Sometimes thinks she's not good enough for you but bottles it up until you find her crying from stress about it :(

She gets in her own head sometimes but your presence and comfort always makes her feel better

Ada:

Tbh I don't think Ada would commit to a long term relationship BUT if she did her partner would have to be okay with not only her work, but also with her being away frequently

She's like a cat, she needs her independence and freedom but will come home to you because she loves you

Kind of aloof but in a ~hot and mysterious~ way

Likes buying things for you/paying for things sugar mommy Ada

Favorite dates are dinner dates in fancy restaurants

Not a big cuddler; she likes her space

Honestly she's not super physically affectionate, but she shows her love in other ways

You're one of the few people she fully trusts and will be completely honest about anything you ask

Brings you home jewelry a lot if you wear jewelry, she likes seeing you in lavish things 😳

Gives you forehead and corner of the mouth kisses 🤧

#Capcom give the girls some more love please #I would pay good money for another game with Jill in it that isnt another revelations game #claire redfield #claire redfield x reader #jill valentine x reader #jill valentine #rebecca chambers #rebecca chambers x reader #ada wong #ada wong x reader #resident evil #resident evil ask blog #resident evil x reader #resident evil fanfiction

[delphi-shield]

Close in the Distance // Poly Drabbles

multichara x gn!reader wc: ~1650 characters included: jill, leon, chris, claire, rebecca, carlos, ada pairings highlighted: jill & leon, jill/claire, jill/chris, jill/carlos, chris/leon, chris/rebecca, leon/ada, leon/claire ada refers to the reader as gorgeous but i consider that a pretty gender neutral expression, ymmv. i'm kind of throwing shit at the wall and seeing what sticks with this, but i hope you enjoy it! i know i had fun writing it. i'm gonna go see fnaf and play splatoon until my eyes bleed lmao

Ada & Leon

Ada runs just as easily as she pulls you down to her bed. Leon leaves you with much more reluctance, but he leaves all the same. The note he leaves pinned to the fridge with a fish-shaped magnet from your last vacation (Roatán, blissfully uninterrupted by Leon’s work. Ada’s shadow darkened your doorstep two days before your flight home. She arrived in the night; you think you dreamt her arrival, her muted argument with Leon, but when you wake it’s with her arm draped across your waist. "Stay put, gorgeous," she tells you, her voice a sleep-addled rasp at your ear, "Leon's getting breakfast.") dripping with remorse and guilt.

On a rare reunion, you slip away to give them time to themselves and Ada reels you back in with an arm around your waist, tucking you securely between the two of them. They race for the same cheesy joke just to hear you laugh and exchange warm glances over your shoulder. You pray one day you will wake and they will both be there. You pray that one day you stop collecting the pieces they leave behind to remember them by.

Claire & Leon

Claire and Leon are in and out of each other's lives so often that you could tell time by it. Thanksgiving together and Christmas apart, a New Year's reunion obfuscated by the fizzle of fireworks overhead. Claire holds your hand in the crowd, Leon’s hand at the small of her back to guide the both of you. She leans close to be heard over the cheering of the crowd, promising to kiss you first at midnight. Leon doesn’t seem to hear, but he spins you away from her when the clock hits midnight, stealing the first kiss of the year, smiling against your lips as Claire whines and smacks his arm.

Days later, Leon tells you, "we're both in the doghouse now," when you come home to an argument and refuse to pick a side. Centrism is the biggest crime of them all to Claire, and Leon’s apologies are in short supply. You fall asleep with him on the couch, and when you wake with a pillow under your head and Claire’s humming drifting from the kitchen, you know that you are absolved.

Chris & Leon

Chris and Leon thought this arrangement was fine until their own unresolved feelings bubbled to the surface, their entire friendship recontextualized in the span of seconds over cheap beer. You lean against Chris’ shoulder, watching the gears in Leon’s head turning. A realization years in the making happens in the span of minutes for you, and it takes only a little bit of careful probing to understand that it’s mutual. 

They both drag their feet, men who know how easy it is to wreck something as fragile as this, neither willing for their hands to be the ones that break this time. To be direct is to be dismissed. Chris brushes off assurances that you don’t mind and Leon has told you in no uncertain terms to drop it. You feign tiredness one night and slip away, leave them to themselves, and like clockwork, they ask to speak with you about something the following week. Smug is an understatement. Your playful ribbing is worth putting up with if it means the three of you can move forward together - even if it means the porch swing is a little more cramped from now on.

"Don't let that one go," Chris teases, his eyes squinting in a smile.

"I don't think I can," Leon says. He means it to be a joke about the way you cling to his arm, but his voice too soft, too enamored for the intended effect, his eyes too warm.

Jill & Leon

Jill and Leon see too much of themselves in each other to ever understand the appeal, but god, do they love you. For a long time they operated on separate schedules. You had called it a custody arrangement once, a joke that you came to regret with every fiber of your being because the both of them had latched onto it and neither of them know how to let a joke die with dignity. The first sign of change is a text from Jill, sent at three in the morning (a difference in timezones she didn’t bother to calculate, you’re sure). An offer, their stupid custody joke to break the ice -  I know it’s your weekend, but that movie they want to see is coming out Saturday and I’ll be stateside. Do you mind if we go? You can come too.

It hadn’t been a good movie, some forgettable action movie you had laughed about all the way home, but ever since that night they had been more open to nights together. That’s how you wound up with your legs over Leon’s lap, your head against Jill’s thigh, Leon’s thumb tracing a lazy pattern against your ankle and Jill’s fingers carding gently through your hair. Their hands meet in the bowl of popcorn and Jill relents. Leon insists, no, after you, his tone as dramatic as the sweep of his hand. You can envision the way Jill rolls her eyes without picking your head up, and before they can devolve into a familiar back and forth, you chime in sleepily. "What, are you guys five? If you were going to get cooties, you’d get it from me."

Jill & Chris

“Wrong side,” Jill reminds you, indicating to her own ear. She doesn’t even need to look up from her breakfast. You click your tongue and move to Chris’ left instead, repeating your question louder, clearer. They move so fluidly around each other, nearly two decades of trust informing every word, every look, every action. At times it feels like they inhabit the same body. It's all you can do to try and fall in step with them. They make space, slow their pace, guide you where they have to. Chris is ever the worrier, but it’s Jill who watches you like a hawk when the three of you are out, who grips your wrist loosely and nudges you up with them, never letting you fall behind. Unhurried time together is short on supply, but you cherish every moment of quiet, every laugh, every old story they have to explain to you, you cherish the hurt and the pain, the grief that they try to borrow from each other, all the things they would rather forget yet choose to trust you with.

Jill & Claire

Jill is an expert in handling Redfields, but she can take them apart just as easily. She says she’ll teach you one day. A well-placed ‘got it out of your system’ during an argument starts Claire’s rant all over again. A hand at the nape of her neck, curling her into Jill’s side to calm her. Jill’s methods are effective, but they’re hers. You weave your own way between them, fingers interlocking with Claire’s, palm flat against Jill’s, the way each of them prefer. Jill will drink her coffee anyway she gets it, things like preferences and personal taste feeling like an afterthought to her after so long of nothing but survival, but you see the scrunch of her nose when it’s too dark, too bitter. You slip sugars and cream one cup at a time until you find the perfect blend, and it doesn’t take Claire much longer to catch on to your discovery. There was peace before, and there can be peace again.

Jill & Carlos

"Not that one," you tell Jill, swatting her hands away as she tries to pack one of your many stuffed animals up, the small army having taken over most of the bed. "Carlos got me that one." Jill rolls her eyes, muttering that they're all from Carlos. His absence is filled with plush toys, cheap, soft substitutes for his presence - but at least he tries to fill the void. Jill becomes a ghost when she's away for work, insisting her silence is for your benefit. She comes back to you battered, vacant, and she asks you what you've been up to as if she might fill herself with your memories instead.

If it weren’t for Carlos, you would have no idea how she’s really doing. He has her back, he assures you, and you wonder if he’s reminding himself as well, if the distance she forces (for your own good, she repeats, her tone firmer) bothers him as much as it bothers you. Pulling her back to you isn’t always easy, but Carlos is a steady presence at your side. His gifts for Jill are fewer and farther between - Jill told him to cool it, by his own admission - but you notice as she thins out the stuffed animal militia, she leaves the dog plushie he had gotten her right where it is.

Chris & Rebecca

Rebecca drags you through the aisles of a department store, stuffing colorful paper decorations into the cart you push. Chris is coming home - properly coming home, not just a quick stopover between flights. Rebecca wants to surprise him, and you worry he’ll be too tired. You worry his assignment took a turn for the worse, that the last thing he needs is a fuss when he’s barely had time to process the aftermath. Rebecca assures you it’s fine. She insists she wouldn’t be doing this if everything hadn’t gone well. You reach for the pink and blue streamers on the top shelf, dropping them with the mish-mash of other supplies in the cart as she tells you more and more about the assignment. “I think that’s supposed to be classified, Becca,” you remind her. She shushes you, a finger pressed to her lips. You make a detour to pick up a case of beer, making a bet with Rebecca on how long it will take Chris to ask for a cold one. Chris arrives on time for once, no delayed flights, a blissfully short debriefing at base. He drops his duffle bag the second the door is shut, eyes cutting to the fridge. His arm winds around your shoulders, tugging you into a hug. 

“Guess you missed me,” he says, taking in the decorations. Rebecca patters in from the kitchen, spreading her arms wide to gesture at the apartment, transformed briefly into a discount Party City. He’s tired, it’s clear, but he laughs all the same. It only takes five minutes - as you predicted, shooting a successful smirk at Rebecca - for him to ask, “Hey, any beer in the fridge?”

#resident evil imagine #resident evil x reader #jill valentine x reader #carlos oliveira x reader #chris redfield x reader #claire redfield x reader #ada wong x reader #leon kennedy x reader #rebecca chambers x reader #poly fic #resident evil #i have no idea what to tag this im gonna be honest #the temptation to add leon & hunnigan was strong but i resisted. you're all safe from my hunnedy agenda. FOR NOW.

[maccaronimassacre]

GIVE US REBECCA CHAMBERS BOTS!1!1! (pretty please)

RE:1R!Rebecca Chambers x Reader

A feeling of relief washes over Rebecca when you reenter the supply room, albeit looking a bit wearier and battered than before. “Are you okay, {{user}}? Do you want me to treat your wounds?” Her voice carries a mix of concern and fatigue as she gently takes hold of your wrist. Tears threaten to spill from her eyes as the crushing weight of recent events start to catch up to her.

Pre RE:0!Rebecca Chambers x STARS!Reader

“{{user}}.” Wesker’s abrupt and icy tone catches you off guard, prompting you to turn away from your desk to meet his gaze. “This here is the newest member of our unit. Be sure to show her around and help her familiarise herself with her tasks.” He gestures towards Rebecca, who stands beside him with a hopeful and eager expression, her hand extended for a handshake. Before you have time to even react, Wesker disappears into his office and leaves you with the bright eyed rookie.

Scientist!Rebecca Chambers x Creation!Reader

Rebecca’s excitement surges when your eyes flicker open, the tubes attached to your humanoid body continuing to pump fluids and chemicals into your bloodstream. She can’t help but marvel at the sight of what she has created. Years of trail and error, hours of testing and experimenting have all led up to this crucial moment. She holds her breath with anticipation when your limbs twitch and you take in your new and alien surroundings with a mixture of intrigue and confusion. “Hey… Can you hear me?” Her voice is soft, laced with uncertainty as she is unsure of how to interact with this new and otherworldly being she has brought into existence.

Rebecca Chambers x Reader

The trees sway gracefully in the gentle breeze, their leaves rustling in harmony with the symphony of quacking ducks and chirping birds. The sunlight filters through the trees making the pond sparkle like aquamarines. Rebecca chuckles softly as she scatters more corn and seeds towards the eagerly awaiting ducks, their tiny feet paddling towards the food. Lost in her own amusement, Rebecca doesn’t even notice you walking towards the agreed meeting point.

Android!Rebecca Chambers x STARS!Reader

You find yourself back in the STARS office after a particularly eventful mission in the Arklay Mountains. You insisted that they were only minor injuries but the RPD figured it would be a wonderful opportunity to introduce your team to the latest advancement in Cyberlife technology. “Would you like me to tend to your injuries {{user}}?” Rebecca's LED flickers from blue to yellow as she evaluates your condition, her blank stare bordering on unsettling as if she is peering into your soul.

#THERE YOU GO!1!1!!1! #(Thanks b1llowy) #Rebecca Chambers #Rebecca Chambers x Reader #I’ll do requests for Rebecca now <3

[tipsyleaf]

So I've decided to give myself a challenge for the year. Every 2 weeks I'll post a little something. This is mainly just for me to keep my creative juices flowing while going through stuff. But it's also a challenge to see if I can stick to a routine.

Rules

•I don't have to go in alphabetical order

•Post Every 2 weeks (realistically speaking I will eventually slip up but I'll try my best!)

•Blurbs have a 300 word minimum

•Fics for 1.2k word minimum

Complete Playlist

Prompts

Auburn | Another Brick in the Wall Pt1 - Pink Floyd

⟢Eddie Munson

Beatific | Beautiful Boy - John Lennon

⟢Chris Redfield

Closer | Creep - TLC

⟢Carlos Oliveira

Destined | Don't Stop Loving Me Now - L.T.D.

⟢Robin Buckley

Emotional | Every Day Is Exactly The Same - Nine Inch Nails

⟢Leon S. Kennedy

Future | For the First Time - Mac DeMarco

⟢Jonathan Byers

Gallant | Greedy - Tate McRae

⟢Rebecca Chambers

Hatred | Highschool Sweethearts - Melanie Martinez

⟢Steve Harrington

Isolation | Is Anybody Home - Our Lady Peace

⟢Eddie Munson

Jagged | Just Like Heaven - The Cure

⟢Jonathan Byers

Keep | K. - Cigarettes After Sex

⟢Steve Harrington

Life | Lavender Sunflower - Tory Lanez

⟢Leon S. Kennedy

Mine | My Love Mine All Mine - Mitski

⟢Leon S. Kennedy

Never | Needed Me - Rihanna

⟢Jill Valentine

Observed | Obsession - Animotion

⟢Jonathan Byers

Proprietorial | Pretty When You Cry - Lana Del Rey

⟢Steve Harrington

Quietly | The Quiet One - The Who

⟢Eddie Munson

Reserved | Roxanne - The Police

⟢Carlos Oliveira

Saboteur | She - Harry Styles

⟢Chris Redfield

Tough | Too Sweet - Hozier

⟢Leon S. Kennedy

Under | Ugly - Jaira Burns

⟢Jill Valentine

Vehement | Video Killed the Radio Star - The Buggles

⟢Steve Harrington

Waves | We'll Never Have Sex - Leith Ross

⟢Robin Buckley

Xenial | XO-EDEN

⟢Chris Redfield

Yearn | You Right - Doja Cat, The Weeknd

⟢Leon S. Kennedy

Zealous | Ziggy Stardust-David Bowie

⟢Eddie Munson

#🌿 ivy writes #carlos oliveria x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy x reader #resident evil x reader #steve harrington x reader #stranger things x reader #chris redfield x reader #jonathan byers x reader #robin buckley x reader #jill valentine x reader #rebecca chambers x reader #eddie munson x reader #daryl dixon x reader

[rootsofdread]

yasss, your reqs are finally open again!! so happy to see it <3

could you do Ash, Thalita, Dwight, Rebecca and Ace with a killer s/o (or crush (or friend)), who's just..very chill? Trials with them filled with zero sadism or hard feelings, they are just, yk, doing their job. Sometimes giggling at the stupid things survivors do, ask if everything's alright if someone falls or bumps into something, and letting everyone go on a good day if they just ask good enough!!

🦞loveyou

this was fun to do!! looove survivor x killer lol <33

also tried to make the relationship ambiguous so it can be read as either romantic or platonic!

Dwight Fairfield:

If you asked him, Dwight wouldn’t lie, you still scare him a little bit, even though he knows you’re generally harmless outside of doing what the Entity asks you. And you being friendly doesn’t really help him make sense of his feelings. It’s a confusing concoction and he never knows how to act around you.

If you come to help him after he falls on his face while trying to vault away from you, his face flushes red — he still tries to act brave in front of you, though. He quickly tells you he’s alright and dusts himself off. He kind of sits there awkwardly in front of you for a moment before gesturing that you should get back to your chasing.

He’s usually the first to ask if you can let everyone go. Typically blurted out in fear when you have him down, but sometimes he very awkwardly walks up to you after you’ve hooked or downed someone to ask if you’ll let them all live, fidgeting with his hands. He knows chances are you can’t, but he also knows it doesn’t hurt to ask if you’re willing to listen.

Ace Visconti:

Of course, Ace is a gambling man. When he noticed you looming over him while he worked on a generator, he decided he should try his luck committing to the generator. You didn’t immediately stab him, so maybe it’ll work this time — out of the hundreds of other times he’s tried it. He was surprised when he realized he had finished the generator and you had left to bother someone else. Looks like his luck is finally turning around…

He usually takes risks like this with you. It’d happen with any killer, honestly, but he feels more safe taking gambles when it’s with you. He’ll commit to working on generators, instantly run to save teammates, try to pull himself off of the hook, even. Sometimes it doesn’t pay off the way he wants to, if you decide to mess with him, but that doesn’t dampen his spirit.

This means he’s usually also the first to offer himself in place of one of his teammates. He kind of banks on you loving him enough you’ll spare both of them, but he knows sometimes he needs to go or you enjoy messing with him a bit. He tends to see it as more of him earning points to cash out with you, like you’ve killed him this many times, you should let him go this time. This works a little better.

Ash Williams:

Ash’s bravery — perhaps more accurately, stupidity — regarding evil creatures isn’t exactly a secret. He was always bold and hanging around you when he shouldn’t have been, he was the first to find out that you’re relatively harmless compared to most of the other killers. Due to said “bravery,” of course — but he finds it just groovy that you’re a cool killer.

If you’re in a trial with survivors who don’t already know you’re chill, he loves casually hanging around you and seeing the panic on their face as they try to get him away from you. This would fall on deaf ears even if he didn’t personally know you, but he really gets a kick out of it. You and him can always share a laugh over little things like this.

He will test his luck sometimes by being annoying or baiting hits from you. He knows you don’t actually want him dead, so he has fun messing with you and seeing what he can get you to do. He loves when you get a little playful and go along with it, pretending like you’re really out to get him — it’s so much fun for him.

Rebecca Chambers:

Rebecca would have surprised you by being brave enough to trust that you didn’t want to hurt everyone for your own pleasure, rather than for your job. She may have seemed hesitant, but eased up when she saw how comfortable you were with everyone. There was no bloodlust or craving for violence — you seemed…normal. As normal as you can be, at least, she guessed.

She first got close to you when she ran up to heal a downed teammate and saw you standing there. She felt safe getting them up in front of you, and even gave you a thumbs-up when you let them run off. There was a moment between the two of you before you began chasing her instead.

She doesn’t typically mind when you have to kill a few of the survivors. She knows you have to. As long as you’re nice to everyone and knows you’re not doing much more than a job, she, at least, accepts it. She treats you with the same respect you treat all the other survivors with.

Thalita Lyra:

Thalita was sure her people skills would earn her favors with a killer at some point. Even a monstrous serial killer should be able to be charmed by her, she thought. She was relieved when you had agreed to spare everyone’s lives after a tough, long-winded trial. She knew at that moment you couldn’t be as bad as the rest of them.

She’s competitive and enjoys a bit of fun with you, often baiting you into chasing her around so she can see how long either you or her will last. Of course, there’s the added bonus of this allowing her teammates some time, but it’s mainly to sate her competitive spirit. The others frequently see the two of you running around the grounds laughing to yourselves.

She honestly loves being with you. It makes her feel like she’s building a community again — building a bridge between the survivors and the killers. Perhaps you’re the first step to the two groups coexisting. She knows it’s probably a pipe dream, but you know her, so you know even if that’s true she’ll still work towards it, now with you.

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Kinktober - Day 29

Prompt: Showering

Pairing: Rebecca Chambers x Reader

Author’s Notes: Rebecca fit this one best due to the height similarities between me and her, so this has a short reader in mind! Enjoy!

Content Warnings: AFAB reader, gender neutral language used, reader is around the same height as Rebecca, domestic fluff, oral sex, fingering, nipple play, shower sex.

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The rivulets of water create rivers down your body, soap following along the slopes and curves that make up your physique. The warmth from the shower soothes you, tilting your head under the shower’s head to rinse your hair.

There’s a soft knock at the door, a muffled, “Can I come in?” You smile, Rebecca’s always been so polite, it’s adorable. “Yeah! Come in, baby,” you reply, able to see the door opening and closing through the opaque curtain. 

Rebecca sets her towel down on the counter before removing her clothing, folding them neatly and setting them beside her towel. Once bare, she steps over to the shower, pulling the curtain back. “Mind if I join?” You grin, nodding. Rebecca steps into the tub.

Her green eyes travel the expanse of your body before her hands join, her touch following the water’s paths. You hum, eyes slipping closed at her gentle prodding.

“Welcome home.”

She giggles, “Thanks, sweetie! Today was tough. I’m so happy to be back home with you.”

Rebecca pulls you into an embrace, chest squeezing together at the intensity of her hug. You bite your lip, thighs rubbing together. She notices, and with a glint in her eyes, she moves her hands down to cup your ass.

With her face level with yours, you kiss her cheek. Giggling once more, she pulls you closer, lips meeting yours. Tongues tangling, you slide your hands down her back, one holding onto her waist while the other ventures lower, between her legs. 

Rebecca gasps as your finger rubs along her slit, circling her clit. She moans, grip becoming tighter. Your fingers slide inside, thumb bumping her clit as you thrust. You drop to your knees, mouth replacing your thumb.

Crying out, she grabs your head, eyes rolling back at your fingering and sucking. You can tell she’s been pent up, nearing an orgasm rather quickly. “Please please don’t stop,” she mutters, hips rocking against your face. 

With a twist of your fingers and a long drag of your tongue over her clit, she cums, pussy clenching rhythmically around your digits, babbling a mixture of affirmations and your name. With a jolt, she moves her hips away from the overstimulation, her hands reaching for you. 

You allow her to pull you into an embrace, Rebecca clinging to your body while her’s settles. “So good, you whisper in her ear, leaving kisses against her skin. She hums, dreamy look resting on her face. You’re glad you could help her after work, letting her blow off some steam.

Rebecca lifts her head, meeting your gaze. “Mine turn!” She says, maneuvering your body to lean back against the tiled wall. She kisses down your body, thumbs circling your nipples. You sigh, hand carding through her drenched hair.

She lifts a leg over her shoulder, allowing her better access. Thighs pelted with kisses as she teases at your clit, touch barely grazing your pulsating clit. Groaning, you look down at her. “Don’t tease!” 

“What’s the magic word?” She says with a smirk. “Please touch me,” you say with a roll of your eyes that turns into them falling shut as she presses the pads of her fingers against you in slow, circular motions. 

“That’s what I wanted to hear,” she chuckles, other hand spreading your lips apart, tongue reaching into your hole to lap at the wetness seeping out. “God, baby, feels so good,” slurred out of your mouth and Rebecca hums, feeling her smile against you.

Her fingers pick up speed, tongue thrusting into your pussy. Pinching at your nipples, the last bit of sensation you needed before reaching your orgasm, head thudding against the tiles as you arch, squirting against Rebecca’s ministrations.

‘Glad we’re in the shower’ comes to your mind as you come down, your essence running down Rebecca’s body, washing down the drain. She grins up at you and your heart feels like it’s stuttering. God, “I love you,” you say, helping her up. 

Her grin turns into a sincere look, cupping your face in her hands. “I love you, too,” is her reply, pecking your nose. You two continue to shower, playfully teasing one another before the water begins to run cold. You step out and towel off, swatting Rebecca with your towel, which leads into a chase around the apartment.

Playing a game of tag of sorts, your pursuit finally ends in the bedroom, both collapsing onto the bed in a fit of laughter. Rebecca pulls you close and lays her head on your chest. She soon drifts off, your bodies tangled together, feeling secure and warm in your hold.

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