#re3 jill

[janimatorbot]

Survival horror protagonists/characters always had the same goddamn brown boots and they all rocked them the same

[pin-poo]

jill of arc

[cupidscrule]

I love Jill Valentine I wish lesbians were real

[pajamalade]

a valentine for valentine’s 💐

[bluue-hour]

Leon's campaign in RE6 be like

[cerealstew]

jillybean repost

[kyyykingsley]

I had a thought about BSAA team building activities and they have run rampant in my mind since

I will always put my trust in Jill Valentine to take me out of art block

[jesmeraki]

"You want S.T.A.R.S? I'll give you S.T.A.R.S!!"

[nauticlills]

S⭐️T⭐️A⭐️R Jill⭐️

[jinnxedy]

gf Jill

I barely see any Jill content, so why not. I love this woman so much, you don't get it. Anyway, here are some headcannons :)

⭑ She loves when you're gentle with her. Soft touches and caresses are definitely her thing.

⭑ Overprotective lover. Not in a toxic way, she's just extra careful with you, Jill would hate to lose you.

⭑ You're her safe place, she's not afraid to open up or lean on you.

⭑ The only person that's allowed to touch her hair is you, no questions asked.

⭑ Speaking of hair, Jill lets you dye and cut it whenever she feels like it.

⭑ Loves when you play with her hair at night, especially after a really bad nightmare.

⭑ The feeling of your fingers running through her hair puts her to sleep in a matter of seconds.

⭑ This girl trusts you more than anything.

⭑ You're her top priority, nothing comes before you.

⭑ Would match jewelry with you, like bracelets or something, that would be so cute actually.

⭑ Loves kissing you, but it would be more of a private matter.

⭑ She's not big on PDA, but some handholding, a hand on your back or back pocket would be enough for her. She just needs some reassurance that you're still there without making it too extra.

⭑ Neck kisses are her favorite. Loves receiving them, but she adores giving them to you.

⭑ Jill is scared of hurting you in any way, so always expect soft and tender touches from her side.

⭑ She's more of a dog person. If i'm not mistaken, Jill had dog pictures laying around in her apartment in re3, so I could say with certain confidence that you two would own a dog or two.

⭑ I feel that it would be so cute if you two did your skincare together and everything.

⭑ She would appreciate the times you two just sit together in silence and enjoy your presence, it's so precious to her.

I need her, I'm not sane.

[mrswint3rs]

i loved ur fic abt jill be a tattoo artist!! could you maybe do one where reader gets her nipple and clit pierced by jill :3

𝐈𝐧𝐤 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐)

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏

pairings- Tattoo artist / piercer! jill x fem! reader

cw - smut comes before the piercings, pussy eating( referred to as ‘she’ once), use of vibrator, squirting, overstimulation, obv mentions of needles ꨄ

a/n- i have my bridge and septum done, but clit piercings are my biggest fear. nips too tbh i could never my boobs are too small 😭 anyway thanks for requesting anon!!

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“I’m starting to think you just like the pain,” Jill says, her voice laced with amusement as you waltz back through her studio doors. It’s only been a couple of weeks since you last came.

As you sink into the plush leather chair, you can feel the soft material almost comforting but not quite. You wait patiently, yet your nerves are on edge, much like the last time you were in this position. You know that you're here for a reason and the pressure of that reason makes you want to pick up your belongings and go back home. But you have to put on a brave face. For her, if not yourself.

“Pretty bold request this time.”

“I can take it,” you reply in contrast. But you weren’t at all sure that you could. You were partly looking for an excuse to come back to this room with her. “You’re a professional as I recall.”

She scoffs at your commentary. “Well, we’re going to be starting this session…unprofessionally this time. Lay back for me, will ya?”

Off to a quick start, but you can’t be bothered. It is kind of what you’re here for. You couldn’t get the last visit out of your head no matter how hard you tried.

Jill took over your thoughts just like she had hoped for. When you got home that day, you rummaged through the bag to find her contact info immediately. Only took you about 30 minutes to find it. She wrote it inside the instructions for the aftercare cream.

—————-

Hands find their way to the waistband of your pants, pulling them down to your ankles at the foot of the chair. She notes that you’re not wearing any panties, but considering you’re here to get your clit pierced, she’s assuming it’s related to that.

“Since she’s going to be irritated and healing for a while… thought i’d take care of you first.” she pulls her way up between your legs, only instead of her mouth, she brings out a low buzzing toy.

You spread yourself out for her in an instant.

Not once did you think about the piercings healing process. Going a couple weeks without touching it was probably going to be the death of you. You start to feel jittery again just thinking about it. The thought of ripping it out or it getting caught on something.

But your thoughts are quelled when the vibrator is placed firmly on your soon to be touch deprived nub.

“Relax sweetheart,” she croons. “Just feel good for me.”

“Too much-“ you whimper, nails digging into the leather of the chair again.

Instead of turning it down, she puts it on the highest setting out of ten. “C’mon, thought you were a brave girl…”

She uses a thumb to lift your hood, sending vibrations through your most sensitive and reactive part. “I can’t..” you whine again. Your body jerks on its own, the stimulation becoming too much for your mind to handle.

“You will.” she states sternly. She keeps her torment going, not moving an inch as you writhe.

A burning takes over your body, throughout your core and you as a whole. Your voice dies out, only gasping breaths sound. It feels like an explosion.

Well, it kind of was.

Juices burst from you unlike any orgasm you experienced, and they just keep coming. Jill doesn’t remove the toy, forcing more and more to drain from you until you’re practically gyrating.

Even then you can’t catch a break. She sets the vibrator aside, her mouth taking its place. Her tongue swirls and flicks wherever it wants, licking up your mess. Though she seemed to only be making more. You were dripping onto the chair from the combination of her spit and your streams of cum.

You push her head away not being able to endure. Only at your trying to get away does she finally stop.

Her face reveals itself to you again, completely a mess which she cleans herself. You’re shaking like crazy, but you can’t decipher whether it’s because of her torture or because you know what comes next.

The option to back out was still there, you could cancel at any moment. Even as she’s sterilizing the needle, wiping you down with the alcohol wipes that sting your nose and eyes.

No, you had to be brave.

“Try and stay still now,” she instructs. Only you kind of can’t after what she just did to you. 

“How bad is it gonna-“ you start, but you’re silenced as the needle pierces suddenly without a countdown or second thought. Not as bad as you had anticipated. In fact, your shaking stops completely and you can feel that rush of adrenaline almost calm you down.

Just a slight pinch, even as she chases the jewelry into your hood. “Not so bad, hm?”

You shake your head, feeling weirdly aware of everything.

“Still up for the next one?”

“Yeah,” you nod, almost eager. You take your shirt off, followed by your bra and Jill takes a moment to breathe you in. Your form was gorgeous.

Again, she wipes the area with the cold alcoholed pads, circling your nipple until it’s painfully firm and moving on to the next one. She grips under your breast to ‘support’ as she continues.

This time, she gets a marking pen, thinking professionally again as she takes visual measurements. She makes sure it’s set up to be symmetrical, dotting the entryway and exit for the piercing needle. “y’know,” she starts, turning to pick up the piercing tool. “I’ve got mine done, but I think yours are perfect for it.”

The clamp squeezes the area around your nipple, hurting more than the previous penetration. You think about what she said, you were unbearably curious. You wanted to see, maybe compare to hers. The thought distracts you from what’s coming, but not for very long.

The needle jabs through, only you actually feel it in full this time, tears uncontrollably welling up in your eyes. She immediately pushes the jewelry in after and you’re reminded you’ll have to do this twice.

Air pulls through your gritted teeth, a wince coming out of you and it’s clear to her how badly this one did you.

“Sure you’re up to the task?”

“Just get it over with..” you try to reply like a hardass even though your face says it all.

She only sighs, switching over to your left side. “As you wish, princess.”

The clamp squeezes again and you snap your eyes shut. In a way, not looking at what was happening seemed to make it more bearable. The needle goes through in an instant, along with the jewelry and it’s finally all over. Though, you were nervous about putting your clothes back on.

That’s taken care of by jill. She introduces you to a supply of film patches to wear over for healing.

As protocol, she tells you how to care for both sets of piercings, how to keep them clean and of course her recommended products.

“Next time, why don’t you come see me after hours?” she suggests. “I didn’t give you my number just for business.”

“I didn’t want to assume…”

“I think we’re past the point of questioning intentions sweetheart.” she laughs, a genuine smile forming on her face. “I don’t do this with other clients.”

mlist

[dean-samw67]

Jill Valentine x f!reader smut fic please 😈

Scandal

Jill Valentine x Fem!Reader

(A/N: Hell yeah now we are talking! Jill Valentine, my love. I got my prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting here on tumblr! ALSO THIS IS A WLW POST IF MEN COME IN HERE AND BE CREEPY YOU WILL BE BLOCKED)

Prompt: “We should probably leave, before we start a scandal.”)

Words: 1929

How you got here? Not a single fucking clue. But you were in your office at work, tongue practically down Jill’s throat as your hands grasped at her light blue top. Jill pulls her lips away from yours, gasping for a second of breath. You didn’t want to lose the contact so your lips found the skin of her jaw and latched onto that.

“We… we should probably leave. Before someone sees us and starts a scandal.” Jill manages to make out in between gasps and soft whines.

“What might that scandal be? The fact that you like women? You haven’t told anyone yet, have you?” You couldn’t help but tease her. You knew about Jill’s struggle with coming out and you never pushed her. But you did like to tease her about how you were her “little secret” for now.

“I just… ngh… fuck.” She was fighting back from making too much noise. And you loved it. She was squirming under your touch. Your hands find her thighs and pick her up to sit her on your desk, causing some papers to fall off and onto the floor. That was later you’s problem.

“Can’t even make out a sentence. I have barely done anything yet.” You chuckle as you kiss her neck and your hands slide up her thighs, the fabric of her jeans making your hands tingle just a bit as you rubbed it. “Tell me now if you want me to stop and I will.”

Jill couldn’t bring herself to though. She wanted this just as much as you. So she just reaches up, cupping your face in her hands and pressing her lips to yours. You can’t help but chuckle against her lips, knowing she actually likes the idea of someone catching her like this with you. The office was mostly empty at this hour so you had no worry that someone would catch you. But Jill was cautious.

You understood. She wasn’t out yet and she wanted to come out on her own terms. You’d never want to take that from her. You remember how nervous you were before you had come out.

Your lips move against hers with a passion you never had found with another person. Maybe it was the fact that your relationship was a secret and that's what caused it. But you believed it was more than that. In reality the way you felt for her as a whole was just so much more than you’d experienced in the past. Your hands move to her hips, fingers curling over the waist of her pants, sitting in between her hips and the fabric.

The back of your fingers brush over the fabric of her panties, sending goosebumps all over Jill’s body. You slide your hands across the waistband of her jeans until they reach the button at the front. Your teeth nip at her lower lip, earning a moan into your partially open mouth. Oh, how you loved those noises.

Your fingers fiddle with the button of her pants and pop it open, pulling her zipper down. The taste of her mouth fills yours as you slip your hand past the band of her panties and your middle and ring fingers find her bundle of nerves. She lets out a gasp and her hands grip at your shirt.

“Better make this quick if you don’t want to risk being caught.” You breathe out against her lips, barely pulling away to talk.

“No…” The whimper that escapes her lips makes you smirk.

“No, what?”

“Don’t rush it. Please.” Her plea struck something in her. Fuck that soft spot for her. You groan, knowing you would give in. You pull your hand out of her pants just to yank them down her legs as you push her to lay back on your desk. You close your eyes, thinking for a moment. You knew there were still some people working late at the office. You grunt as you stand up and grab one of the chairs in your office. You place it in front of the door, lodging it under the door handle before returning to Jill.

You crouch down and pull her boots off, dropping them on the floor before pulling her pants off the rest of the way. You kiss her ankle softly, earning a gentle gasp from the woman on your desk. You were fully prepared to give her a quickie here in your office. But now from a few simple words, you would take your time on her and pray to god no one in the office will need you at this hour.

Your lips leave a trail of kisses up her leg, savoring her soft skin under your touch. Jill shivered as she looked down at her lover in admiration. As you make your way up she reaches a hand out to caress the side of your face and a bit of your hair. You lean into her touch, closing your eyes and sighing in relief. She did this to you. Made you a soft mess. And you loved every second of it.

Your hand slowly trailed up her other leg, fingertips light on her skin. You reach her thigh and rub circles on her flesh with your thumb as you return to kissing your way up her leg. You pull her thighs apart and kiss her inner thigh, pushing her leg up as you do so. Her foot is placed flat on the desk in order to open her legs and allow you further access. Your lips latch at the flesh of her inner thigh and sucks at it, quickly leaving a dark mark on her skin.

You lean back to admire the way the hickey stood out against her thigh, you smirk a bit before your head leans against her thigh as you look up at her from in between her legs. Jill runs a hand through your hair as she meets your eyes. You let out a sigh that would absolutely give away the fact that she had you whipped. You knew it and she knew it.

You lean in, kissing her pussy over top of her wet panties. Jill loved every second of the worship you provided to her. You close your eyes as your nostrils flare at the smell of her right under you. It wasn’t strong but just enough to catch your attention and turn you on further.

Your hands move up to push her panties to the side, enough to lean in and drag your tongue along her wetness. Your eyes practically roll back as you taste her. She was like your addiction. Her hand grips at your hair as your tongue makes contact with her dripping cunt.

You are quick to reach your hands up and take hold of the sides of her panties, pulling them off and getting them out of the way. You take a hold of her leg and drape it over your shoulder, leaning forward as you let yourself bury your face in between her legs. The noise that greets your ears and spills from her lips encourages you. You suck on her swollen clit as your tongue flicks at it in a repetitive motion. Jill’s head falls back onto the desk as the room is filled up with her whines and whimpers from the attention you gave to her clit.

“Shush, you’ll get us caught.” You pull away just enough to breathe those words out before returning to pleasing her. Jill places her hand, that wasn’t tangled up in your hair, against her mouth as her hips buck against your face. One of your hands held her thigh, that rested on your shoulder, tightly. The other found its way up her stomach and under her top, fingers light over her skin as they find her waist.

Your hand holds her waist and fingers caress in an up and down motion as your mouth and nose are buried in her cunt. Jill couldn’t help as she moaned against her hand, knowing her covering her own mouth didn’t do much. Your senses were filled with her. Her taste, her smell, her sounds, the feeling of her. In this moment, you couldn’t care anymore who might know what was happening. She was the only thing that mattered.

Your mouth moves lower for just a moment, tongue slipping into her hole as it passes over her g-spot and is coated in her essence. You look up at her, admiring the way she squirmed. It was so easy to tell what she liked. Her body reacted beautifully. A moan breaks through your throat, sending vibrations against Jill which only makes her moaning increase in sound. A slight smirk tugs at the corner of your lips as you return your attention on her clit.

Not once did your eyes leave her. You followed the outline of her jaw as her head was tilted back. Occasionally you got a glimpse of the sides of her face as she squirmed around. Your pupils dilate as you stare up at your girlfriend while eating her pussy.

Each tug she made at your hair earned a moan against her clit as your tongue swirls and flicks at it. She must’ve liked the moaning so much by how she began to pull your hair over and over. You had no complaints, just obliged and moaned against her flesh as your mouth worked at pleasing her.

“Y/n!” She moans out from behind her hand as her back arches, even in her shirt you couldn’t help but admire how her tits sat so nicely on her chest. Granted she was wearing a bra, but even without one you had always loved how pretty her tits were. You could feel how her leg shuddered on top of your shoulder and under your hand. It made the grip on her thigh only tighten.

She was a moaning mess. Surely someone was hearing this. But you were practically drowning in her pussy and hadn’t a care in the world about what was happening past this desk. The longer this went on the messier it became. Her wetness was making a mess on my desk and you didn’t care. It showed how much she loved what you did to her. Your face was coated with her essence.

Finally her head lifts up, heavy eyes meeting yours. “I’m gonna… I-” She couldn’t even finish what she was trying to say. You didn’t need her to. Within seconds of her warning she is cumming on your face and your tongue is greedily lapping at her cunt, not wanting to waste this. Moans leave your lips as you savor the taste of her cum coating your tongue. Your nails softly dig against her thigh as she rides out her orgasm, grinding against your face as she does so.

Her body finally seems to deflate as she lets out heaving breaths. You slowly lower her leg from your shoulder as you lean back from her pussy, licking your lips. Jill took one look at you and her cheeks flushed even more red than they were from what you just did to her. Your nose, lips and chin were coated from her intense orgasm. You chuckle as you wipe your face and stand up, placing your hands on either side of her head. You hover over her and lean down, placing a gentle kiss to her lips that lasted a few seconds. You let out a chuckle before meeting her eyes.

“There definitely will be a scandal.”

Masterlist

[leonstoenailunderhisbed]

Alright gang I’m feeling silly so I made y’all some funny quote memes

[kisses-for-you]

Return - Jill Valentine

Jill Valentine X Fem!Reader

Summary: Jill finally comes back to you after being away for a mission.

Word Count: 716

Jill was a bit hesitant to open the door of your new apartment. She hadn't seen you since starting her mission.

It was late at night. Probably somewhere around 1 am. Jill knew you were probably asleep but she couldn't wait to see you finally, after all these weeks.

Once she opened the door, she walked in and closed the door behind her, making sure to lock it. She took off her grey wool cardigan, draping it against the couch and just calling out to see if you were awake. "Hello?"

You ran down the stairs as fast as you could without falling. You could recognise that voice anywhere.

"Jill?" you ask, looking up to be met with the sight of your beautiful fiancee. You had to make sure it was her.

She smiles as she looks at you. You had stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey there, beautiful. Surprised that I survived?"

You wrap your arms around her neck, holding her in a tight hug. "No. I knew you'd make it." Your girlfriend was strong. You knew she'd always find a way back to you, no matter what.

She chuckles and pulls you into a proper embrace, giving you a light kiss on the cheek. After she pulled back, she placed her hands on your hips. "Oh? And how did you know I'd survive?"

"Because you're one of the strongest people I know," you respond, looking up at her, smiling. While doing this, you also slightly check her out. You just couldn't help it.

Jill blushes, a bit of red blushing forming on her cheeks. "Oh come on, you're making me blush."

She smiles, leaning in even closer to you, taking in your scent that she missed so much while she was gone. "I'm just glad I made it back to you though," she tells you.

"Me too... I love you, Jill." You close the distance between you two as you lean in to kiss her. She grins and meets your lips with her own, kissing you deeply and passionately. It had been so long since you kissed and she was glad it was happening now. She then starts to slowly guide you to the couch, pushing lightly on your lower back.

"I love you too... Now, we have a LOT of catching up to do."

You spent a long time on that couch, catching up on all of the things that you both had missed over the past couple of weeks. As you spoke, Jill's gaze was full of admiration and love. She had a natural charm to her and you were slightly distracted with how hot she was.

After a while, Jill notices how you're starting to look visibly tired. "Hey, why don't you rest your head on my lap? You look really tired." Jill smiles and gently pats your shoulder, motioning for you to sit on her lap. "It's okay, Y/N."

She looks at you with a look of concern as she sees the dark circles under your eyes. You had stayed up late again, wondering when you'd next see your fiancee, or if you would even see her. The lack of sleep was finally getting to you.

You didn't need to be told twice as you lay your head in her lap. You felt a lot more relaxed and comfortable now. After just a couple of seconds of resting your head, you fall asleep on Jill's lap. Jill gently wraps her arms around you and strokes your hair with one of her hands.

After another hour of stroking your hair, Jill eventually whispers towards you. "Y/N... Y/N, sweetheart? Wake up, you have to go to sleep in the bed."

She then tries to wake you up, gently shaking your shoulder, hoping it would work. After about a minute or so, she decides that it's pointless. So, she stands up and lifts you in her arms. She carries you bridal style, into the bedroom.

She tucks you nicely into the bed, before getting into it herself. Once she gets in, she starts playing with the hair on your head, just wanting to admire your natural beauty. Eventually, she feels herself drifting off to sleep as well. She falls asleep with you safe and protected in her arms.

[cerealstew]

maybe the real S.T.A.R.S. were the bio organic weapons we met along the way

[amorbucci]

Happy Valentine day!!! ❤️