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art fight!

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“i wouldn’t do that” “i wouldn’t say that” “i wouldn’t wear that” “i wouldn’t kiss them” too bad you pedantic dorks, you’re not the one in control here.

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resident evil self insert is done after like a year or two lol,,, but hey its done!

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warnings; its just incoherent ramblings about ethan winters and a infected reader, ref to canon violence and unethical stuff, lowcase mainly because this isn't supposed to be serious :3, uhh not proofread

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imagine being one of miranda's experiments with the cadou who is 'blessed' to be wholly connected to the mold and mold-infected in a hivemind sort of way. You are a prophet / spy for miranda who is sent to observe and make notes of the winter's household for her whole bodysnatching plan.

unfortantly for her, you've become enamored with lil baby rose with your remaining scraps of humanity. She stares at you with awe and curiosity, rather then fear like most children would likely react. She reached for one of your taloned hands and all you can do is surrender it to the bundle of pink in her crib at the side of her parent's bed, gently curling you fingers closer to your palm to avoid nicking her. meanwhile ethan winters is watching with sleep paralysis, unable to move any thing but his eyes as he watches the shadows play with his baby.

the connection to all beings infected with mold has the unintended effect of causing paralysis when you stare point blank at an infected. with ethan being 'oops all mold' and you having multiple eyes, it was bound to happen.

So like ethan has to just deal with the like nearly every night watching what he assumes is a sleep paralysis demon spawned from dulvey, but in reality its just you being bad at your job and hiding. of course he can't really tell mia about it since she's,,, ya'know a lil sensitive to mentions of trauma related to that and wants to just forget about it. He could tell chris but thats probably not going to help, so he just watches each night. the terror that originally came with the shadow gradually dissipated as he saw how gentle, slow, and soft you were was with rose. never causing her harm. most of your eyes simply gaze at rose and you're always amazed at how she's not affected by you. is she not infected like miranda thought, you wonder.

one night you only glance at a sleeping rose before making your way over to the bed, watching ethan as he watches you. his eyes as wide as his body allows, while all of your eyes look at him taking in every detail. he fascinated you, a man who risked everything just to save his wife. you don't know the full details but you understand enough. you wonder if you had that type of determination when you were still fully human, you've forgotten. you reach one of your arms towards ethan, curious to know what the mold that inhabits his body will tell you, maybe tell you his story. your hand drifts to his chest, the mold quite likes to be in the central cavity. as one of your fingers finally brush against his sleep shirt and start to lightly press into this body you are shown everything. everything about him, everything he has experienced, everything. it shocks you straight to your cadou and you rip your hand away. you quickly sink into the shadows and don't appear again for like a week.

i imagine that because ethan is mold man (haha) that trying to 'read' the mold would be like an overload of so much since it's a effectively mold replicating a real person to such a high detail the copy doesn't even recognize its a copy. (thats how that happened right? i never really 100% understood what happened to ethan because all of my context comes from cutscenes and i promise im going to actually play the games). anyways-

basically it takes you a week to actually process all of that information and also you're downright terrified at some of the memories you got to see. what do you mean this man casually could tank hits and just reattach limbs?! you try and tell miranda maybe her plan isn't the greatest idea if you all wanted to continue existent considering what you saw but she brushes you off and remains focused on reviving her child. you shake your head at that, you're her prophet, shouldn't she listen to you?

you eventually go back and decide to actually observe during the day, while a little harder with lack of shadows to hide in you manage. you watch both ethan and mia go through their days, mainly watching how they play with rose. You've forgotten most things from before becoming a monster but a little part of you jumps in joy watching the sweet interactions, maybe you wanted something like this when you were 'alive'. One day you find yourself in their living room while they both nap on the couch with rose, your presence so very unfitting in such a warm and homely area. You look at all their little things before making your way to the baby dressed in her pink onesie, she's on the floor playing with her toys, both plush and plastic. you carefully pick up a monkey plush which is small in comparison of your hand before dangling it in front of the child.

You look up from the cooing baby to see ethan once again watching you, his body entirely frozen from your gaze. he's not sure how to feel about the fact it seems his sleep paralysis demon has come back, and this time it's during a simple nap. he also doesn't know how to feel about the fact he feels, relieved that you haven't disappeared entirely. you decide that rose must be getting tired with how her limbs slow down and she's getting quieter and the floor isn't suited for that. you curl your clawed hands around the small girl before walking over to her father and gently set her down on his chest, careful of your claws. when pulling back your hands, your claws manage to catch and tear a small hole in ethan's shirt. you entirely pull your hands to yourself before speaking into the silence. "have a nice rest, ethan winters."

his eyes widen before drifting into sleep.

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hihihi thanks for reading these rambles, if people like this they can take the idea! because i don't think i could do it well enough for a whole fic until i actually play re7/8 (im on re4 im halfway there /hj) night night

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dante,,,,, eatin a strawberry sundae (´/ω\`)

i wanna bite him so bad idk why

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄— 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒, 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒.

author's note: can you guys guess that i reallllly like making headcanons? as always let me know if you'd like one with the ladies! <3

divider(s) by: @bronzewasp and @enchanthings-a

Leon S. Kennedy— Calm, Sharp, Restrained.

Leon smells like someone who's always on the move, on his own he smells like sweat with years of stress trying to be hidden by effort, post RE4 leon smells a bit rugged, not harsh, just that hint of metallic edge that clings to him. gunpowder with leather jacket. faint aftershave. underneath he has slight citrusy hints, think neroli. Bare, he smells like soap and a no-fuss perfume which is his 'on the go'. If he cares, he'll probably go for Bleu De Chanel. something cool toned, or that one Maison Francis Kurkdijan, that sherry got for him. His scent lingers in the air long after he leaves.

Vendetta leon, however, smells like whiskey and scotch, if he's on a mission after he visits a bar and you hug him, what you'll smell is a cacophony of citrusy hints mixed with a strong perfume with hints of whatever he drank.

Chris Redfield— Tough, Grounded, No-nonsense.

I don't think this guy gives two flying fucks about what he smells like<\3 he probably uses whatever perfume rebecca or jill buy for him, coz his ass is NOT!! going perfume shopping lol. on his own chris smells like salt, cigarettes, and dust from rural terrain, and the antiseptic soap he uses every time he showers. one of those dudebros who uses 13-in-1 shampoos, but he has a warm tone to him, like cedar and spices. perfume for him would be something masculine like Tom Ford or Dior Sauvage. ( If he doesn't dowse himself in axe spray after showers that is )

Albert Wesker— Sterile, Striking, Off Putting.

man doesn't smell in the traditional sense, he's practically odourless by default. he smells like latex gloves, and those pharmacies which smell like tablets and disinfectant alcohol, probably from being in his lab all the damn time. he's calculated tho, so he's definitely smelling like expensive perfume, those Escentric Molecules perfumes, or the Maison Margiela perfume bottle that looks like it belongs in a chemistry lab.

Carlos Oliveira— Warm, Organic, Lived In.

he smells like a warm hug if you know what I mean, we have sweat, dust and gunpowder once again. strikes me as an incense guy, those incense candles which are kept on the table that makes the whole house smell nostalgic? Yeah. his hair smells great, although he uses whatever cheap brand shampoo he can find, with a whiff of a spicy warm toned perfume, Valentino Born in Roma or Montblanc Explorer something playful and fun but not too overbearing.

Luis Serra Navarro— Smoky, Magnetic, Tropical.

Luis would on his own probably smell like a half burnt clove cigarette that he forgot to smoke, mingled with aged leather. comforting and familiar, there's this comforting smell to him, like a cologne which he's been using for years. underneath there's a splash for sandalwood and just cigarettes. if luis is going rogue with money, Maison Margiela's Jazz Club or Yves Saint Laurent La Nuit de L'Homme would be his jam. smoky and flirtatious.

Ethan Winters— Woodsy, Quiet, Homely.

Ethan would smell like cedar and cold air, just something familiar and cozy lingering in the air if you get the vibe. he's got that clean, foresty, homely feeling to him, without cologne he smells slightly of citrus hints, sweat and antiseptic. smell of cheap sandalwood from whatever soap bar he keeps in his cupboard. his clothes have that smell of being washed and sundried. if he does wear fancy cologne, Burberry Touch or Aesop's Hwyl are his vibe. nothing too pretentious just something that reminds you of home.

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𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 || 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋

author's note: i made one for my mouthwashing blog and I was like, fuck yeah i can make one for re too! who's gon stop me??? I'll make one for the ladies maybe

warnings: slight angst, major fluff, slight toxic behaviour.

characters included: 𝗹𝗲𝗼𝗻, 𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀, 𝗹𝘂𝗶𝘀, 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘀, 𝗮𝗹𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘁, 𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻.

,'✿— 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 —⁠✿,'

𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐒. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐘

before you guys go to bed he has to make sure all the doors and windows in the house are locked, no exclusions, no excuses. he checks them twice just in case. force of habit.

washes your hair whenever you're too tired, doesn't say a word. has very gentle hands.

he never fully relaxes whenever you hug him from behind, jolts his shoulder as if he's bracing for impact.

insists on knowing your location at all times, you call it 'controlling behaviour' he calls it 'just in case' he knows the world much better than you do.

likes just falling on top of you whenever you're lying down on the couch or the bed.

𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃

works out obsessively and painfully on the days you guys have arguments, he thinks the sweat will burn the guilt out.

brings home protein bars and vitamins instead of flowers, calls it 'survival'.

when he kisses you, it's as if it's the last time, he's so intense and rough that you have to often remind him, 'you don't have to right here's.

gets those 'everything free' pastas and insists that it tastes good.

sometimes accidentally yells and then curses himself out.

𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐑

has a secret file on you, blood type, health stats, allergies, etc.

has a habit of staring at you out of the blue, as if you're an artifact.

corrects your facts mid conversation or while you're arguing in that same deadpan voice.

reads aloud scientific facts from his encyclopedias or journals, you think it's as close as it's getting to him reading you stories. and he finds your attempt at understanding him cute.

fixes your posture mid hugs and kisses, you reason that it's his way of affection, 'fixing things'.

does NOT let you go anywhere without some form of tracking, you call it paranoia, he calls it protection. It is paranoia.

𝐋𝐔𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎

you find random notes when he's gone for days, 'i love you' in the sugar jars. 'make sure you have dinner' in your shoe.

he talks to you a lot in spanish when he's drunk, says 'i love you' in spanish a lot.

if you're a smoker, he lights your cigarettes even when he's the one who's trying to quit. he finds it sexy.

checks the locks of the house 3 times before you guys sleep, then makes you check it 3 times. he may not trust the world but he trusts you with all his being.

𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐒 𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐀

he freezes up whenever you cry, doesn't move, because he's seen way too many people die while sobbing.

tries to make you dinner every chance he gets but always ends up almost setting the kitchen on fire.

sings while cleaning, whenever you try to record him he pretends to get mad.

gets anxious when you don't reply to his text in under 5 minutes,

makes you laugh whenever he senses you're about to get upset. it's an old habit.

𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

he keeps your voice notes saved, listens to them whenever he feels down.

he has nightmares he doesn't speak to you about. if he gets a nightmare when you're both asleep, he just wraps himself around you as if you're a body pillow.

double knots your shoes whenever you're distracted, he doesn't want you to trip.

fixes everything in the house without you even noticing something was broken.

a very, VERY light sleeper. if you so much as cough, he's awake and by your side.

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆~!

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HI im selling self insert/oc x hsr commissions, please commission me :( (5 slots open)

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ethan winters ; 'what can you do when the face you feel isn't familiar?'

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COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!

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aventurine wip,, my favorite man who blesses me :3 esp with him being e2(first banner)s1(rerun) with me being f2p and always running on 50/50

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I watched a playthrough of mouthwashing and wanted to write something, sorry if it's trash

warnings; Mentions of blood, death, etc. Canon events through the lens of the reader. jimmy. Mentions of Anya's situation, Unwanted touching

Summary; You are the effectively the homebrewed therapist of the Tulpar, you are the safe space of the ship. You experience the events of the game

On the Tulpar crew, you were considered a jack-of-all trades. You helped in any area the ship needed help in, but if your being totally honest thats not what your job entails to you.

Your job is being a safe space. Almost everyone on the ship has some type of issues during the night or problems they can only ruminate on when everyone else is asleep, and so you have decide to help on that front. Your room is the best on the ship, while it's walls and floors are the same as everyone elses room, your bed in the real star of the show. You've long since replaced the standard-issued Pony Express mattress with something softer from Earth, while some of the inspectors of the ship tried to make a stink about it you generally ignored them about it. Anothing thing about your bed is the blankets and pillows, so many of them on one twin sized bed. Originally you only had 3 blankets and 2 pillows when you started to make the bed more comfortable, but as some of the crew came in to sleep you started bringing more each time. Same thing with the pillows.

A year or two ago you started to comfort and therapize members of the crew the best you could but eventually that turned into them coming to your bed. Nothing ever happened mind you, just lying on the same bed, sometimes cuddling if the mental situation is bad enough. Anya, Daisuke, and Curly were the main crew members you helped, Swansea didn't feel comfortable being in your room so you mainly talked to him at 'night'.

The only person you were wary about was Jimmy.

Ever since you met him, he's become increasing strange to you. Something has felt off. But.. because you pride yourself on not judging anyone on the ship, you allowed him in your room for comfort. Even though it made you feel like your skin was going to be peeled off, like static was injected into your veins. It made your comforting and safe space feel decidedly not safe anymore for you. Any time he spent time within your room it made every single alarm in your head go off, making you wish you could lock the door only to keep HIM out. Especially when he decides he 'needs' cuddles, him touching you and nuzzling into your body makes you sick, it makes you feel like he's violating you. Sometimes he tries to get in when you're already helping someone else out and you revel in the fact you're able to reject him and KEEP HIM OUT. On the times he tries to get in and you're with Anya, you notice how she tenses up at his voice. She almost starts shivering (from fear? from terror? what did he do to her?) no matter how many blankets are piled onto her pale body.

She's the person who comes to you the most often and you have a feeling you know why. Even though she doesn't say anything, you're fairly sure Jimmy has hurt her in some fashiom, just from how her demeanor changes as soon as he enters a room and talks to her. She shrinks in on herself. (what did he dO TO HER?!)

Curly is almost as frequent as Anya but you can tell he probably shouldn't visit you. He's The Captain after all, he shouldn't need help and should feel the way he does. You feel bad for him most times, and while he may be friends with the monsterJimmy, him being in your room doesn't make you uncomfortable. He confides in you about his troubles and how he doesn't know what to do next, he doesn't want to be what he is forever. You understand him, maybe not at the level he feels it but you get it. You don't want to be stuck as a space therapist the rest of your life, you want to be a notable creative, or something. You're still working that dream out.

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It's a few months into the shipment, and Curly just dropped the news that Pony Express was going under and while all 5 of your were going to be let go from the company with no additional help, Curly would be able to get opportunities. You don't resent him honestly, knowing what he's thinking about after most days, you're just. contemplative. While yes job hunting is going to be a bit of bitch, you have savings and a good fall back if all else fails. You also understand the feelings of everyone else, their sadness, anger, confusion.

While you're cleaning a hallway waiting for someone to need you for something else you see Jimmy rush past you. He seems... startled and angry, from what you tell of a brief glance at his side profile. You shrug and go back to cleaning, you don't care about Jimmy anymore frankly. Curly comes up behind you and asks about him and you point him towards the cockpit. He leaves and you once again get back to work... Until the ship starts shaking and you hear yelling from down the hall. Before you can really process anything the whole ship jerks and you're thrown to the floor.

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The ship crashed. Foam covers all areas of the ship, your room was one of the lucky few that was spared from the crash. Other's weren't so lucky.

Curly is covered head to.. knee in bandages, only one eye still intact. You don't quite like going into the medical room anymore. It smells of burning and rotting flesh, mixed with the chalky smell of painkillers. But you visit at night and simply sit there with Curly, offering him a blanket. He never wants it, you assume it's because of how his 'skin' is still exposed even with the bandages and it could cause worse pain if it got stuck to it. Some nights he tries to talk, others he doesn't.

Daisuke and Anya are now the most frequent visitors of your room. They both cry, Anya more so. You don't know what to do now, you're almost.. numb to it all. Jimmy still comes by but you're grateful for Daisuke and Anya needing you, it keeps him away. But on nights no one comes by, HE does. Somehow it's gotten worse, he cuddles far too close for your liking and mumbles things into your collarbones you can't make them out but his mouth on your skin makes you want to cry. It makes everything so. much. worse.

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It's been months since the ship crashed and you don't leave your room anymore. You just. Can't. Everything is too much and not enough. You hope you die in your sleep.

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You hear commotion outside, it sounds like Daisuke and Jimmy. You slowly peel yourself off the bed, and take off the 6 blankets. Uncovered feet touch the metal flooring, you don't flinch. You stand up on shaky legs and make your way to the hallway. They're running towards Utility so you make your way over to the living room, to see whats happened since you stashed yourself away. The tv is shattered and it seems like everyone made their beds out here, mouthwash litters the floor. You turn to medical and hope to see Anya.

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The door is locked. You give a soft knock.

"Anya..? are you-" you quickly cough, not used to talking anymore "are you okay?"

You receive silence.

"... Yeah, I'm sorry that was a stupid question. You're not okay, you haven't been for months, especially with... him here and yelling at you nearly every day." You rest your forehead on the door,

Silence.

"I'm sorry Anya."

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Daisuke is dead. Jimmy tried getting him into the damaged vent and it impalied the poor kid. You almost cry, you know so much about him, his hopes and dreams. But you decide to stay quiet and observe, Jimmy isn't aware you've finally left your room. Swansea looks downright murderous, after mercy killing Daisuke by cutting right into his head with the fire axe, he stares at Jimmy in a way you once wished you could. If looks could kill.

Swansea gets up and chases after him.

You hope he gets the monster.

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Swansea is dead too. Jimmy somehow got a gun and killed him. You watch from the shadows as he sets up the dead bodies of people you knew so, so well. A mockery of a party you were so excited for so long ago.

He brings out Curly and sets him on the table, he grabs the knife and cuts into Curly's thigh as if it's cake. You want to vomit. You want to cry. You want to do so many things but. You simple stand there.

You want to kill Jimmy. He's killed your friends, so you want to avenge them. None of them deserved this, none of them.

You go look for that axe.

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You found it in utility, it has weight but you can carry it well enough to take the swing at the man that's made this into hell itself. You hear footsteps coming towards the room so you make your way behind some foam. You wait.

And wait.

and wait.

You take action and run right towards Jimmy as he's about to kill himself.

He deserves pain, he doesn't deserve the easy way out.

You swing right into his arm holding the gun and it comes clean off.

Blood comes out from it in waves.

He needs to take responsibility.

You swing once more at his other arm, another clean cut.

needs to take responsibility.

Another swing.

tAKE RESPONSIBILITY.

One last swing.

RESPONSIBILITY.

he's not dead, but he looks just. like. curly.

you pick him up, his blood gushing onto you and place him in another cyropod.

he was have to face his actions, whenever that may be.

whenever someone finds him and curly.

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you walk to your room, one last time.

blood trailing behind you as you slowly walk.

your time is up and you'll get to end it the way you wanted to.

in bed.

you pull all your blankets onto yourself and close your eyes,

one.

last.

time.

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I'm desperately trying to convince myself I'm not alone on this and I need to prove a point. I'm begging you.

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hi im doing art fight (turretistrying) on team stardust and like,,, you guys should attack me :3 i always revenge!!!

heres the new ocs this year i have (more are comin!!!)

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Wooo Art Fight is fast approaching! I used my oc Wish Witch Zeyka for this themed art, and i wish luck to everyone!

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drew a comic for the fanfic Cabinet of Curiosities on AO3, i thought the moment in it was funny enough to warrant how i imagined it ehe. I did my best with drawing ethan winters,,, uhhh i struggle jinfvenijefvhni