#rosemary winters x reader

[reareaotaku]

My Only Friend [Drabble]

You thought she was weird, but you liked that about her. You didn’t care about being an outcast, because Rose was such a good friend. The sweating thing was beyond gross, but kinda cool too? Once she quickly reassured you that you wouldn’t get sick or hurt, you’d taken a keen interest in it. What was it? Why did she have it? Why was it so sticky?

Your mother liked Rose and all, but she thought Rose was strange and even a little weird. Your mother didn't know about the sweat thing, because you knew she'd freak out if she knew. A girl who sweats some fungus-like substance? Yeah, that'd be a no go.

She told you about this world, the mold world, and these creatures and HER FATHER. Her real life dad. You didn't believe it at first, but when she pointed out the white sweat you realized that really anything could happen with a girl like Rose.

Rose adored you, being her only friend and all. She felt responsible for your outcast and she wanted to be normal so that you could also live a normal life. A life you deserved. But she realized something while stuck there. If she does become normal and you can both get more friends, you'll get friends that aren't her.

You might end up leaving her. You might find people better than her. People that could take you away from her. She couldn't lose you. Maybe she didn't have to? Looking at the crystal and its bright shine, she decided something. She'd rather you be stuck with her as an outcasted than give you a life of popularity. While she knew it was selfish, she didn't care because she deserved a friend and what better friend than someone who's always been there for you?

[enchantingcharms]

✧˚ · . bambi. 18. s/her. — blk/ african american. loves reading & editing.

multi , dnfi basic dni criteria , dont be rude , sending you lovelies peace & love  ✧˚ · .

reqs : open ! i dont write pedophilia, rape, pregnancy, male readers or gore.

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Somebody please tell me who made this art??? Cuz I'm more than pleased about that little four boxes over there (⁠+⁠_⁠+⁠)

#help

[shogvnate]

enjoy the late night re8 shitpost, aka re8 characters as random pictures in my gallery as I spiral into madness (compulsory math)

[ctitan98official]

What RE8 characters have Y/N saved as in their contacts

Alcina: Draga💖

Donna: Cara mia <3

Angie: Stupid dum-dum McFuckface

Miranda: Y/N L/N

Bela: Lover🔥

Cassandra: Blood bag😘

Daniela: Snuggle buddy😍

Heisenberg: Idiot

Moreau: Bestest friend

Ethan: Y/N

Mia: Sweetheart😊

Duke: Customer #374

Chris: If 🤡 was a person

Elena: Cutie🥰

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[ilovedonnabeneviento]

Heisenberg is moody

[maccaronimassacre]

Some Ethan x reader headcanons while I’m struggling to make more bots. (Post RE8 with you, him and Rose).

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Loves to take you and Rose on outings to a funfair or a theme park.

He says it’s fun for Rose but let’s be honest he’s a kid at heart.

He probably has an itinerary for how the whole day pans out from what rides you’ll be going on and when to the exact amount of money he plans to spend there.

He always ends up spending more than what he says he will. He just loves spoiling you two.

He probably sucks at games like ring toss but put him in a shooting gallery and all of a sudden you’re carrying three plushies that are all over half your size.

He probably hates the spinning teacups and can only stomach the little kids rides with Rose (even that is debatable to be fair).

It is pretty funny watching him on a tiny car ride, his knees pushed up against the bars with Rose in his lap.

You make sure to take lots of photos of him and Rose on those tiny rides.

Rose loves to ride the carousel and mini teacups with you though since Ethan can’t handle spinning rides.

He's getting old his stomach can’t handle insane loops or drops like it used to.

Ethan has always had a sweet tooth but cotton candy is his kryptonite.

He could probably eat one of those giant family size buckets in a whole day.

Always buys the photos taken on the rides even if you’ve been on it multiple times over the years.

Ethan definitely has a scrapbook dedicated to your family outings to theme parks and funfairs with all the photos as well as the tickets/ wristbands.

When you all decided to go into the house of mirrors he always makes funny voices when ever he sees his or Rose’s distorted reflection to make her laugh.

Unfortunately Rose sprinted head first into one of them.

Lets just say you haven’t gone to another one since.

Ethan loves the arcade. He probably spent most of his childhood during the summer in them.

He would probably kick your ass at most of the games which is nerdy as hell but it’s Ethan so it’s cute.

Loves playing House of the Undead with you.

Always tries to win Rose cute plushies from the rigged claw machines.

You usually have to stop him from spending all of his money on getting that damn plushie.

Of course Rose gets upset but you and Ethan make it up to her by buying some overpriced ice cream and hot dogs. (Why is the food at theme parks so expensive???)

You both end up spending 10 minutes trying to fit all the prizes and giant plushies into the back of the car with Rose and question where you’re going to put all this stuff when you get home.

Your wallets have seen better days to say the least

But when Ethan sees you and Rose grinning from ear to ear, he knows that it was all worth it and will gladly do it all over again.

[andieperrie18]

Resident Evil x Zombie 100: Bucket list of the Dead

Since I am a Resident Evil fan and a long time degenerate, I present to all this prompt.

A what if scenario where the zombie apocalypse did happen but the outbreak aint bioweapon like and reader is a free spirited apocalypse survivor. And main gang in resident evil is also together surviving the zombie infested roads.

I love the series so far the recent episode in the anime is hype so yeah this is my prompt. I'll probably build a playlist for this later.

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It's Not Your Fault...

Ethan Winters x Fem!Reader

A/N: 'm not crying, YOU ARE 😭 (not proofread)

The rain, it didn't go away, it overstayed it's welcome. But you were fine with that, you liked the rain, the sound of the little droplets of water crashing down on your roof, the way you could just stay in bed and admire it for hours, it made you feel safe, it made you feel like you belonged, and for that you were grateful the rain existed.

The moon, it didn't go away, it overstayed its welcome, but Ethan was fine with that. He liked the moon. He liked the way it shined at night, making sure it was the brightest in the night sky. He loved how he could stare at the moon out on the porch for hours, admiring its beauty.

But one day, the rain stopped appearing, making you worried. Was it tired of your presence? No it couldn't have been.. You sit on your dry outside porch, usually it would be wet from the rain, but the rain wasn't here today, or the next, you had a deep feeling that something was very, very wrong.

One day, the moon came... but it was dull, lifeless. It made Ethan worried, was it dying? No, no, it couldn't have been, it was the prettiest moon he has seen, so why was it feeling down? Ethan pondered on the porch, thinking of ideas on why his pretty little moon was so sorrow.

And then an idea came into your mind, maybe something was bothering your precious rain. Yes, yes! That could be it, so perhaps when it's able to come over for another time, you'll ask what's wrong!

And then an idea came into Ethan's mind, maybe once the moon comes around again, he'll offer it a gift. Yes, yes! He'll think long and hard about what beautiful gift he'll give to his favorite moon.

It was a special night, both the moon and the rain were out, the moon flashing through the nightly clouds. You cozily sit on the couch, hot chocolate in hand and covered with a weighted blanket. You stare outside, the rain covering the porch with its water. Ethan walks into the living room, sitting next to you and getting under the covers, hugging his body with yours.

Ethan places your mug on to the coffee table in front of you. He gets up and sits on one knee in front of you, he pulls out a velvet red box from his pocket, a shocked look covers your face. “(Name), will you marry me?”

You were so shocked at the sudden proposal that you completely forgot about the question you wanted to ask to your rain, but luckily for Ethan, his misson was complete, he made the moon shine again...

After a year, you stand at the back of the aisle, your wedding dress swaying with the wind, and your fathers arm around yours. You walk down the aisle, hearing your and Ethan's family members cry, you chuckle and shake your head.

After a few more steps you finally reach the front, letting go of your fathers arm and facing Ethan. You grab Ethan's hand and he grabs yours, you both look at the priest, confirming for him to start.

“Dear Ethan Winters, do you take (Name) as your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?”

“I do” says Ethan with a pleasant smile on his face.

“And dear (Name) (Last-Name), o you take Ethan Winters as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?”

“I do” You spoke, your voice cracking as tears nearly fall down your cheeks.

“I may now pronounce you, husband and wife, you may kiss the bride” the priest ended his sentence.

Without hesitation you pull Ethan in, his warm and soft lips against yours. Everyone in the crowd cheered on happily, Mia probably being the loudest.

But after that, it went blank, how? why? And out of nowhere, you find yourself in an unknown location. You call out for your husband and friend. “Ethan??? Mia!?” Nothing, it was silent. You closed your eyes again, only to be met with a sight you wish you have never thought about.

Ethan, cold, dead and lying in your arms, along with your child, Rose. “Hey! Hey! Ethan no! Don't... Please dont leave me again...” you sob again, and again, until it wasn't tears anymore, but your own blood. You knew, you knew it wasn't your fault, but still, all that guilt was on your back.

“Mom?” that voice, you look behind you, seeing Rose standing in distress. “Mom! Hey, hey it's okay, don't cry, please don't cry, you know I hate it when you cry” Rose tries cheering you up, but you completely ignore her as you stare at Ethan's lifeless body.

“Mom? “Mom?” “MOM!” you gasp as you sit up in your bed, your body covered in sweat and hands shaking, you look beside you to see a worried Rose.

“Rose? Wha- what happened?” you ask while grabbing her hand. “M- mom you were making that mold stuff again, is everything alright?” you look around for Ethan, but then look back at your daughter. “Yes Rose, everything is fine”

Oh yeah, you forgot, it's been 16 years since the rain came...

[tacticaldiary]

Shadows Of The Past

Pairing: Ethan Winters x Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

A hike to a picnic leads to some unpleasant memories from the past for Ethan. 

A/N: My first Resident Evil fanfiction! Feel free to send through requests through the ask box, I’ll be waiting!

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She’d planned it all for their third anniversary. It had taken ages to find the right spot, hope for the perfect weather and plan the picnic on the cliffside. It was all laid out for Ethan, she just had to lead him to it. 

In hindsight, she should have put more thought into it, because right now, her boyfriend looked more queasy than delighted. 

“Do you need a break?” She asks, slowing down to a stop, turning back to him with a furrowed brow. “I know the hike’s a little steep but...” she trails off, tilting her head and assessing him carefully. 

Ethan was by no means unfit. He went on runs regularly being a morning person (horrible, she knows), and with everything he’s been through...well, she has an inkling of a suspicion that he’s a little afraid of the idea of not being able to run and be strong enough lest something happens again.

Ethan offers her a small smile that looks more like a poor grimace and shakes his head. “I’m alright, let’s keep going.” He nods uphill. “Not much far now, right?”

“You look a little miserable.” She insists. “It’s...it’s alright if you don’t want to do this, you know?”

“I do!” He says quickly, squeezing her shoulder, he leans down to press a kiss to her forehead. “I appreciate you setting this surprise up for me, even if you couldn’t keep it a secret all that well.” His smile turns a little more genuine at the tease. 

She shakes her head, feeling heat creep up her neck. So what if she had gotten a little too excited yesterday and let it slip that she arranged a picnic? He’d assured her with a laugh that he’d act just as surprised when they got there. 

“C’mon.” His hand snakes down to grab hers and he pulls her along, farther uphill. His tone would have soothed the prickle of her worry, but his hands...

His hands are cold and clammy, a stark difference from the humid, warm air around them. It makes her worry, makes her want to probe and push because something is clearly bothering him. 

He’s much too jumpy, eyes shifting from tree to tree in the foliage, shoulders tensed and a way that makes her want to massage out all the knots. Ethan jumps at twigs snapping and if she really strains her ears she can make out his slightly shaky exhales. 

The vegetation opens up to reveal a small cliff tucked away, grass blanketing the ground, lush and green, flowers growing near the cliffside. It’s a beautiful view of down below the mountain, a stream weaving in and out of the valley below, hummingbirds whizzing through the leaves above them that provide a gentle shade. 

She looks up with a smile to gauge his reaction to the lovely picnic blanket covered with his favourite treats, glasses of wine and snacks, blankets, and pillows. 

The smile on her face falters a little when the only reaction Ethan has is to squeeze her hand and take a seat on one of the pillows, staring out below the cliff. There’s a conflicted expression on his face, subtle but present, and she won’t lie and say she doesn’t feel a small pang of hurt at what seems to be the blatant disregard of her efforts. 

Nonetheless, she takes a seat next to him, feeling a little awkward when he doesn’t speak. Ethan blinks hard as if trying to rid himself of his own thoughts, and she’s just about had enough of seeing him like this. She’s hurt, yes, but concern for him greatly overshadows her own feelings. 

When she places a hand on his arm to get his attention, he grabs her wrist and turns to her quickly, caught aback. 

“...Ethan?” She frowns. 

“Shit I-...I’m sorry.” He lets her go immediately, apologetic. “Just scared me a little.” He tries a laugh, but it’s hollow and not genuine. 

She doesn’t like it. 

“Tell me what’s going on.” She demands. “Don’t say it’s nothing,” she continues when he opens his mouth to deny it. “Not when you’re trembling, Ethan.” She grabs his hand, brings it in her own lap and Ethan swallows as he realises that his hands are indeed shaking. 

It seems to snap him out of it, because he sighs and in a voice so defeated and small it makes her heart crack, says: 

“I’m sorry. This is...it’s amazing, really. You’re amazing. I love you, and I love that you did this for us, and I swear it’s got nothing to do with you, but...” He falls silent, trying to find the words. 

“But?” She prompts gently, squeezing his hand reassuringly, letting him know that she’s there and he can take all the time he wants. “You can tell me anything, you know?”

He mulls on it for a second, before taking a shaky breath. 

“It reminds me of Louisiana.” He whispers, clutching onto her hand. 

And she finally realises her mistake. The woods, the humidity, the trek through the forest. God, of course it reminded him of that hellscape, of what he’s been through. 

“Shit, I didn’t think-”

“It’s not your fault.” If he had sounded unsure before, this at least he is firm in. “My fucked up past is not your fault.” He brings an arm around her, and she tucks herself into his side, wrapping her arms around his waist. “It’s the woods, just...it reminds me of when I was trapped there.”

“I understand.” She assures him, resting her head on his shoulder. She can feel his heart racing, and it makes her feel bad. “You’ve told me about it once, and I know you hate thinking back to that place. You don’t have to explain.” 

When the only response she gets is a shaky exhale, she shifts, tugging him down until his head rests in her lap. “We can go home.” She offers, running a soothing hand through his hair, knowing it grounds him, calms him down. “None of this,” she gestures with her free hand towards the spread of food. “means anything to me. You do.”

Ethan guides her hand from his hair to his lips, presses a kiss to the inside of her wrist and mumbles against her skin: 

“I love you.”

“Not as much as I do.” She smiles when it draws a weak laugh from him. 

“I’m sorry I ruined this-”

“You didn’t ruin anything.” She brushes his hair back. “We’re gonna pack this up, go home and lay it all on our coffee table, and do a movie marathon. It’ll be just as great.” 

Despite the woods beating down on him, despite the way he feels as if he might shed his skin if he stays here any longer, the look Ethan gazes up at her with is so filled with relief and love and admiration that it makes the entire trek worth it. She’d pack and leave behind a thousand picnics if it meant he’d look at her like that one more time.

(09/06/2023)

[lycanscandance]

if someone hurts you

i wanted to do something for the new dlc so here you go

mother miranda] murder I ok    👍

lady-d] they shall be turned into the finest wine

karl-h] he wastes no time, and they will probably become a part of his metal army

donna-b] she makes them see their worst nightmare angie] will send all of her friends after them

moreau-s] invites them to his reservoir and may or may not drown them

ethan-w] man is a ninja and will get away with murder

mia-w] she simply calls Chris, and  they are never seen again

rosemary-w] will and has throat punched somebody

bela-d] tells her mother, and her mother takes no shit and they will be sent to the Dongen

cassandera-d] somehow gets them deep in the woods and kills them

danila-d] will comfort you and cuddle you until you fall asleep, and find them and you know...

[letterbox-lemonade]

For those of you wonderful beings reading Delicate, a new chapter should be up tomorrow Wednesday 04/12 Forget waiting until Friday. The lady says so.

[enchantingcharms]

˚◞ 🧷 ✿ ⌗ saving all my love for you

ashley graham x !fem reader

summary: headcanons of you and ashley's cute relationship <3

warnings: none, just fluff

a/n: i hope you guys enjoy! im a little rusty with writing but i had to make something for my babygirl ashley :3

• ashley is definitely very clingy. she loves it when you give all of your attention to her and her only.

• you and her aren't too keen on PDA but when some asshole is eyeing up ashley for too long you be petty and kiss her on the cheek, while making direct eye contact with the person who was looking at your girl. ashley is a teeny bit oblivious to this and just thinks its you being affectionate and she coos at you for it.

• ash loves spoiling you, you being the kind person that you are always feels bad when she spends too much money on you but she reassures you everytime that its something she loves doing

• you love to pick ashley up and spin her around (no matter if you're taller or shorter, you're determined) and she thinks its adorable.

• you tend to daze off easily and to catch your attention ashley peppers kisses all over your face to get you out of that daydream.

• ash still keeps in touch with leon and you 3 go out and chill sometimes

• you love to cook for her when she comes home from classes

• ashley loves whatever you do for her so you always try to do something big for her birthday every year; and vice versa.

• you like to tease ashley and see her face heat up and her nose scrunch, you think its the cutest thing

• ashley's dad approves of you two even though it took him some time

• you are super overprotective of ashley after she got kidnapped. you hate being away from her for more than a few hours

• one thing you and ashley love to do is dance together. she's so offbeat it makes you laugh everytime.

• on saturday nights you two pull put ashley's brand new macbook and watch Netflix's latest popular show while eating pizza, popcorn and soda (or any drink of your choice)

• you and ash seldom argue but when you do you always end up apologizing because you hate seeing ashley sad, and ashley does the same.

• you love painting her nails

• she loves to sit on your lap and do your makeup

• both of yall think that leon's broody and make fun of him for it

• you call ashley "babygirl, babe, my pretty girl, beautiful and lee-lee"

• ashley calls you "my love, y/n/n, sweetheart, baby, and love'

• ashley thinks you're the best thing that ever happened to her and you love her with all of your heart.

[ladybathoryy]

Imagine you were Rosemary.

[saintgoths]

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ʀᴏꜱᴇ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀꜱ

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[ctitan98official]

What Y/N has RE8 characters listed as in their contacts

Alcina: Big👏 Booty👏 Bitch👏 

Donna: Mario

Angie: Luigi

Mother Miranda: Tell her to text you instead

Bela: Da bookworm🐛

Cassandra: Stabby🔪Stabby

Daniela: Precious cupcake🥺 

Heisenberg: Hoebag

Moreau: Aquaman🐟 

Ethan: Karl’s twink meh😕

Mia: She ain’t perfect but…😏

Duke: Monopoly man🤑

Rose: Lol too little🍼

Chris: Boulder boy

Elena: 😍👹🔫🛻🔥☠️😢

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