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krupiika · 2 months
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aeonloves · 2 months
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Did this trend on twt with them
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smol-guppy-wuppy · 6 months
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I saw a post with them and it changed my brain chemistry... Helena and ada the gfs ever because I said so <3
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al20-art · 2 years
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homosapiencenter · 7 months
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Would anyone be interested in reading a 1600's setting fic of Owl Shape shifter Helena x Witch Ada that's really tragic....
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delphi-shield · 2 months
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ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜᴛꜱ ↪ strap-on hcs
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strap in and strap ON sorry
took a break from working on fluff pieces to slap this together. all i do on this stupid website is reveal what a huge sub i am im furious.
characters included: jill valentine, claire redfield, rebecca chambers, ada wong, helena harper, a very special secret guest (leon kennedy)
content: feat. reader receiving and giving, oral, piv, licking of fluids, light humiliation, talking you through it, established relationship assumed, reader is afab in helena & leon's parts, strap-on gratuitous referred to as dick and cock.
You don't need to convince Jill the strap is real. She already knows. She's convincing you the strap is real.
She's informing you as a courtesy that she's going to knock you up, and the way she has you all knotted up, hands pressing the backs of your thighs up, up, up, as wide as she can get you, you believe her.
She drills down into you, tits bouncing, making you go cross-eyed. You try to keep your noises locked behind your lips, sweet little whines muted. Your hand reaches for her and she swats it away before you can so much as brush a nipple. Jill grips your jaw so hard it stings, squishing your cheeks together until your noises are loud enough for the neighbors to complain.
Her hands leave you once you melt into the mattress. The rustle and chime of her removing her harness is a lullaby to you, wind chimes on a muggy summer night.
When you're finally boneless beneath her, limbs heavy, body covered in a sheen of sweat, lube, and cum, she trails the backs of her fingers along your spine. Her palm presses to the small of your back, velvet voice in your ear purring praise for you.
But when she dangles her gear in front of you, the bumper that had sat flush with her cunt still gleaming with her cum.
“Clean this up for me,” Jill instructs, hand curled around the base of your skull while you gorge yourself.
Claire, on the other hand, is secretly flustered by your attempts to convince her the strap is real.
You're jerking her off mid-make out and she's rolling her eyes because c'mon, you know I don't feel that, right?
Sure, baby. Anything you say. Her hips keep rocking to meet your fist, her nipples peaked, arching into your touch. She drags you in by your shirt until you're straddling her, dick wedged stiffly at the apex of your thighs. When you squirm, she laughs.
“Wanna ride it, huh?” Claire taunts, her hands trailing against your side. She doesn't expect you to say please. If it were real, it would have twitched.
Claire can be so mean when she teases but she falls apart when you dish it back to her. You grind against her, palming her dick to keep it right where you need it, right where it feels best, because Claire can't stop lifting her hips, can't stop bucking against you even though she insists she ‘can't feel it’.
You begged her to cum inside you just once and her hips snapped against yours, like she was trying to buck you off.
Your hands brace on her shoulders, grinning in the face of Claire's scowl.
“Just get on your hands and knees already. Jesus. I'm gonna make you ask next time.”
Rebecca can't stop slapping it around just to watch it wiggle. She bats at it like a cat, tugs it down with one finger just to watch it spring up and nearly slap her stomach.
“It's so funny,” she insists, not realizing she's dangling a piece of meat in front of a hungry lion.
As much fun as she has just fiddling with it, she's not truly sold on the strap-on experience until you gift her a harness with a little pouch for a bullet vibe.
Her technique falls to pieces, but the way she fucks you is so enthusiastic that it's hard to be mad when she ruins your orgasm with her sloppy thrusts.
She's finding her third orgasm when her stamina wears out. Rebecca collapses against your back, hips still flush with yours, dick buried in you to the hilt. Your chest falls flat and she faces in after you, pressing a groan to your skin when the vibe hums against her clit just right. Her hips thrust staccato, chasing herself over the edge again, fucking herself somehow deeper into you.
“Sorry, sorry,” Rebecca whimpers, finally pulling out of you. She wiggles out of the harness like it's in fire, the vibration suddenly too much all at once.
When she finally catches her breath, she asks, “did you..?” and she's mortified when you shake your head before she even finishes her sentence.
Her hands pry your thighs apart before you can even tell her it's okay. She demands you lay back, hands gliding under your ass to move you where she wants. Her jaw isn't tired.
Ada really doesn't bust it out that often. She has no inclination towards penetrative sex, insists she can make you feel just as good without it - but she does acknowledge that sometimes these tools serve their purposes.
It's like you can hear a chorus of angels when she opens the soft case she keeps her glittery black strap in. She rolls her eyes, tells you not to look so eager.
How can you not? She passes you her gear and lets you guide the harness up her legs, lets you kiss her cunt in preemptive thanks before you fit her cock over it - and then you kiss the head, too.
Once, you thought you saw her drool when you looked up at her, strap down your throat, eyes wet with tears. It seemed so unlike her, so messy in the place of her usual curated stoicism. You'd clung to that image for months, hung it in your mind as the real Ada shining from between all her layers, and you'd spent months gagging yourself on her cock for a glimpse of her.
She coaches you through it no matter how many times you take her. She sets her palm against your cheek, watches you lean into her touch, cock prodding against your other side.
“So pretty like this, aren't you?” Mhm, yes ma'am. You can't say that, but you try to tell her with your eyes. “You're doing so well. A little more. Think about where you want me next.”
There's always a next with Ada. She doesn't do anything in half measures and that includes you. Maybe there was a time where she would have taken her pleasure quickly, where she'd have been gone before your own could crest, but now the only time it truly feels like you have her is when she's in bed with you.
Helena leaves you wobbling around like a newborn deer every single time. Her arm curls around your waist the morning after, tugs you back to bed in apology when she sees you stumbling.
“M'sorry baby.” She presses her nose just behind your ear, inhales deeply, fits her body against your back. “I'll be more gentle next time.”
So that was a fucking lie.
Helena's got a thing about windows, likes to fuck you up against them, her feet planted wide, grinding her strap into you hard and deep.
Her promise to be more gentle is long forgotten. She keeps you crowded against the glass, your shirt yanked down so your tits press flat on the window. Large or small, tits or pecs, she wants them out and on display for anyone who galena to look up and see how good you're getting it.
Helenas's other hand stays pressed to your navel, like she's trying to feel herself moving in you, “all the way in your stomach, huh? You feel me?”
On rare nights when she wants it, she wants it hard. She wants her brains scrambled she tells you, tightening the harness at your hips. She presses a kiss where the fat of your hip bubbles up, runs her fingers reverently along the dips and divot of your skin.
It's the most softness you'll get until she's satisfied. If you can't or won't pound her into the mattress (or carpet, or countertop, or backseat, or…) then she has no problem forcing you to sit still while she fucks herself on your cock.
Leon is so fucking angry when you slap your strap against his cheek. He's scowling up at you, all puffed up and defensive. Maybe now that he knows how it feels he'll stop doing it to you. (You hope not.)
“I think you've done this before,” you muse when he finally takes you into his mouth. You waited ‘til he couldn't respond, of course, just to see him glare at you. It's hard to pout when your mouth is full of cock, but Leon manages it. (See? He's a pro.)
This was his idea. You don't know what he's being so pissy about it for. You'd have thought it was Christmas the way his eyes lit up when he found your strap-on, shoved to the very bottom of a box. It had been an interesting moving day. Leon had found it in him to wait until his friends were gone to tell you about his discovery. The teasing, you'd expected. The interest, not as much.
“You gonna be pouty if I'm bigger than you?” You teased, expecting a laugh, not a fucking moan.
The pattern develops quickly. You brush his hair gently from his face. He pulls off your cock. Your hand fists in his hair, urging him back. He moans, fits even more of you into his mouth, nearly gags himself and recovers like a champ.
Leon pulls off you, lips swollen and spittle trailing. You need to ask him if he's okay with pictures, you realize, stomach squirming and heat pooling. Your thumb smooths over his cheekbone and the gentleness has him rocking into his knees, reaching past you for a bottle of lube. He tosses it to you and you nearly drop it, too busy watching him lay back, cock flushed and leaking against his skin.
When you finally remember how to breathe, you wobble in between his legs. You line your cock up with his. It takes both your hands to wrap completely around the two of you. Leon's eyes flutter shut.
“I'm bigger,” you whisper, unable to help yourself. Leon glares at you, jaw clenching. You'd think he was mad if his dick hadn't just jumped in your hand.
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RE 6 cast reacting to a surprise hug from the reader (theres mutual feelings but they aren't together)?
I need to replay Resi 6 again.
Jake Muller, Helena Harper, Ada Wong, Chris Redfield, Piers Nivans, and Leon Kennedy reacting to a surprise hug from the reader.
(Gender ambiguous).
Warnings: n/a
Masterlists here!
Jake Muller
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Jake is not used to this stuff. Being close to people, getting attached, being affectionate, all that.
When you come out of nowhere and try to hug him, he pushes you off out of a mixture of surprise and reflex.
You're both just standing there. There's an uncomfortable moment of silence.
Jake's blue eyes dart away from you. He clears his throat, then gruffly mumbles something that might be sorry.
He slowly holds his arms out, offering to try the hug again. He does want one from you.
Helena Harper
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A startled grunt escapes Helena's lips. Her body tenses for a beat.
"...What're you doing?" she asks.
"Hugging you," you answer. Okay. Helena knew that. She wasn't expecting such a plain answer, she was expecting... She didn't know what she was expecting.
Whatever. This is nice. With a small sigh, she returns the hug.
Her hold is loose at first and gradually grows stronger.
Ada Wong
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The mutual feelings between you and Ada are obvious. More so on your end than hers. She tends to keep true affection dangling just out of reach.
Soft stuff like hugs? Not commonly received. Even more rarely given. Surprise is an understatement here.
Ada hums. There's soft amusement there.
When she reciprocates, her arms wrap around you almost lazily.
She'll let you hold on for a bit. After all, who knows when you'll get to see her next.
Chris Redfield
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(I, uh... don't have GIFs of Chris post-Edonia on hand, but know that's the Chris we're talking about here).
Chris is at a point in his life where he won't admit he needs a hug, but he does. Desperately.
At first, his hands grasp your biceps, and it seems as though he might reject your hug.
But then, he slowly wraps his arms around you, pulling you impossibly closer and squeezing you tightly.
He's never been one for long hugs, but he remains in your embrace for quite a while.
When he pulls away, you find that his gaze has softened, though only briefly.
Piers Nivans
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When you practically throw yourself at Piers, it's like stepping on a beartrap. Except it's far more enjoyable!
His hazel eyes widen a fraction in surprise.
As soon as you make contact, his arms immediately close around you tightly. Congratulations, you are now trapped.
Not only does he hold you for a long time, but he also gives you a few good squeezes.
When you finally pull apart, Piers sends you a smile, keeping his hands on your shoulders.
Leon Kennedy
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Things have been especially rocky and insane lately, so the hug is a pleasant little surprise.
The corners of Leon's lips lift momentarily. He huffs out a quiet ghost of a laugh.
After a second, his arms wrap firmly around your waist in return. His tiredness shows.
He takes a deep breath, inhaling your scent.
Two seconds of silence pass. He makes some borderline cheesy remark about how you can't keep away from him.
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alvivaarts · 11 months
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Resident Mermaids!!!!! I censored the boobs just in case- but this was a super fun little project to do to figure out, one, how to draw mermaids, and two, the colors and patterns that make most sense for each character. I hope you spot your fav in there! Some fun facts: -These ones are seahorse style mers... to a degree (thanks, Glacier_Clear!) -I learned while doing this that Helena is 3 years younger than Sherry -The dudes are way more colorful than the ladies so they can get mates! -Luis had to work his ass off for Jill's proverbial 'permission' to hang around and swim with them -Leon is head over fins for Luis. None of them can understand why -They're a lot more 'animal like' in nature- no real language, writing, society. All they know is lay in the sun, find food, kiss the babies, and (redacted). -Jill is the matriarch of the pod!
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kittenslady · 1 year
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Poor Helena, always witnessing these two being horny
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thepunkranger · 3 months
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Resident Evil Women: Do They Own A Strap-On?
(18+ only. Like with the boys, this is getting shared from my Reddit because Tumblr deserves it)
First things first: Yes. All of them are a yes, but that would be boring, so…
Jill Valentine: Yes. She strikes me as the type to casually pack as well. Owns two harnesses - one pack and play brief harness, and a traditional leather one that she wears as much as lingerie as she does as a toy.
Rebecca Chambers: Yes. Prefers the soft brief style harnesses over strappy leather ones. Hers has a vibe pocket and cum tube holster as well.
Claire Redfield: 100% Yes. Has a red leather harness with flashy hardware that she loves. Leaves it laying out when she’s home just because she knows it annoys Chris.
Ada Wong: Yes. Owns multiple that she switches between depending on what (who) she’s doing. Left to her own devices she’ll often choose a classic black leather harness though.
Ingrid Hunnigan: Yes. Surprisingly I feel like she would choose the fancy garter belt kind, probably in something like a royal purple.
Ashley Graham: Yes, but it doesn’t get as much use as her other toys. Probably something more feminine with softer colors and ribbon details.
Sheva Alomar: Yes. Just has a basic leather harness, but she cares for it like a truly prized piece of equipment. Conditions, waxes, reapplies the finish, and hangs it with her combat harnesses.
Helena Harper: Yes. Has a brown leather harness with an extra wide O ring.
Sherry Birkin (RE 6): Yes. Has a brief-style harness that she’s able to wear under her clothes whenever she feels like it.
Mia Winters: Yes. Initially bought a basic starter kit but saved up for an expensive leather one after she found out how much Ethan liked it.
Zoe Baker: Yes. Bought one with adjustable nylon straps while in town one day and has kept it hidden under her mattress ever since with fingers crossed that she’ll be able to use it with someone one day.
Alcina Dimetrescu: Yes. Unfortunately the leather is probably made from human skin, but potentially just some endangered or long-extinct animal. Probably has a dildo sized more for her than any potential partners as well.
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violentjo · 2 months
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Leon is shipped with every single freakin character and it eats every time 😔. Ada, Chris, Claire, Ashley, Krauser, Luis, Carlos, Wesker, ethan, piers, MR X!, the merchant, Helena, I could go on. I think the only thing I probably haven’t seen is Jill and finn with Leon which kinda makes sense
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krupiika · 2 months
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full on X or in Telegram
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aeonloves · 4 months
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I'm a little late to this trend
Who cares
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c4binet-m4n · 10 months
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I made this in like two minutes but I couldn’t get it out of my head
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homicidal-slvt · 5 months
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{Redoing this poll}
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pgellie · 4 months
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Reposting this because I didn’t like it the first time since I didn’t add my special touches but heres helena again :3
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