#jill resident evil

[residentcherries]

Albert Wesker and Jill Valentine

S.T.A.R.S.

[ancuiri]

Wip of charms. Trying to draw at least something cause don't have time on anything better

[diiebu]

Small chibi requests I did!

[itchytitss]

Jill Valentine who loves calling you her wife

Disclaimer: is based on RE3 Jill, meaning the estimated year is around the late 90s to early 2000s where gay marriage was yet to be legalised countrywide in the US

In all ways except governable, Jill Valentine is your wife.

Every morning you wake up in the same bed. You shower together. You cook each other breakfast and dinner. You steal each other’s clothes. You even make love like a married couple. Soft, intimate and loving.

You lay in her arms, listening to her steady heartbeat as she strokes your hair. “I’m going to marry you someday.” She says softly. “Some time in the future, I know it… Someday they’ll allow it.” She sighs. “The world is changing, I can feel it.”

She’s sick of hiding your relationship. She’s sick of hiding who she loves. The world expects you to find a husband and bring children into this world. It expects you to stay at home, cook, clean and do everything for your husband.

“The world is shit”, your girlfriend wife says. “The world needs to wake up.”

She may lose her job, she may ruin her relationship with friends and family. But she would risk the entire world just to live a normal life with you. Nothing else matters but you.

Jill is so sick of people assuming her “partner” is a man. Or when people interpret her “girlfriend” as a friend that is a girl.

You may not be able to legally marry yet, but that doesn’t stop Jill from calling you her wife. It confuses people, but she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Jill’s assigned extra work at the office? “Sorry, no can do. I gotta get home on time tonight. My wife is making roast.”

At a restaurant? “I’ve reserved a table under Valentine. No, our husbands won’t be coming. It’s just my wife and I tonight.” She squeezes her arm around your waist, smiling at the slightly shocked waiter.

A man flirting with her at the bar? “Yes this shirt does look nice! It’s one of my wife’s favourites.” She says loudly.

This little habit of hers, (if you could call it that) amuses you immensely. The amount of times it’s stunned or confused people never fails to make you laugh at the way they question the legality of your “marriage.”

Jill stands in the kitchen, tending to curry on the stove as she gushes about how she finally has the weekend off, and how she can spend it with her “pretty little wife.”

“If I’m your wife, where’s my ring?” You tease, holding up your left hand and showing off your bare ring finger.

“I’m saving that for when we can get married, darling.” She whispers, taking your hand and bringing it to her lips as she places a gentle kiss to your ring finger.

What you don’t know is that far in the back of her side of the closet, lies a little box, nestled amongst dusty old clothes. In that box, is the perfect diamond ring. Waiting for the day it can finally see the light. Jill bought this a few months ago, and is keeping it for when the right day comes.

[cronotose]

the better valenfield

[apocaloidae]

Jill!!!!

[dibukae]

"annoying coworker"

valomar

[meowbert-whiskers]

Weird ass Resident Evil head cannons because my brain is too silly

Wesker 100% got bullied by Chris and Jill when he was working with S. T. A. R. S. and cried at least once from it.

The moment Ashely got home she started crying to emo nightcore music while downing an entire pack of shredded cheddar cheese.

Luis definitely grabbed Leon's ass at least once whenever he bent down, then got the same treatment from Leon.

Leon purposefully coughs very dramatically in front of people who smoke to make them feel bad.

Chris has frequent nightmares about marrying Jill just for her to turn out to be Wesker in disguise. Every single time he has that nightmare he wakes up in a cold sweat with tears streaming down his face like he just saw the most horrifying thing know to man.

Rebecca has a penis straw some where in her house. It was a gift from Jill.

Wesker is horribly afraid of horses. Any time he sees a horse he starts running away as fast as he can. One time a horse smiled at him and he started screaming in terror.

The only reason Claire wears a ponytail is because one time when she was younger she went to a public pool with Chris and got her hair stuck in one of the drains and had to get a short hair cut. She was bullied about it for years by Chris.

Sherry is obsessed with Pokemon, especially when Leon first started working with the government since he got a bunch of money, and had a Pokemon themed bedroom. Her favourite Pokemon is Sylveon. Leon's is Pikachu because he's a dumb idiot who never saw the appeal and just wanted to make Sherry happy.

William was incredibly nerdy to the point where Annette would sometimes tape his mouth shut while they worked or else her infodump about each way to use a syringe/suture needle/any sort of medical shit they had to use. Albert didn't mind it when he rambled, though.

Chris once pranked Albert by switching his artificial sugars for his coffee with salt and hiding laxatives in it as well. Albert has never forgave him.

Jill once smacked Chris so hard he fell over and folded like an omelette. His spine has never recovered.

Leon was 100% a fan of Oingo Boingo and Weird Al. I will not explain any further.

Ada gets her nails done every other month by the same nail tech. Rebecca is secretly the nail tech.

Leon once accidentally sat on one of Sherry's Plush Charizards and got screamed at for an hour. Sherry said that she didn't want his "butt cooties" on her dragon.

Ashley loves cheese. Specifically brie.

Leon sometimes stares outside of the windows in his home while zoning out and standing completely straight. He also falls asleep like that with his eyes open. Chris will sometimes join him in watching the outside except he stands like a dad and does that thing where he has some sort of nut in his hands and shakes them around before eating them.

Chris wants to have kids, more specifically a daughter, so when Leon was on missions and Claire had to babysit her, he'd try to bond with Sherry. Sherry was horribly afraid of him and would cry if she was picked up by him.

Chris once smacked Wesker so hard his glasses went flying off. Wesker immediately got on the floor and started searching for them Velma style.

Leon unironicaly goes "YEOWCH!" whenever he gets hurt.

In the helicopter, Carlos slung his arm around Jill to try and be hot. It backfired once he realized Jill was both sleeping and drooling all over his arm. Ew.

Leon coughs like an old man on hospice.

Wesker sneezes like a kitten, especially during serious situations. He goes, "I'LL FUCKING END YOU-Achoo! (｡>﹏<｡)"

William once mistook Albert for Anette when he was incredibly tired and kissed Wesker on the lips. Neither were complaining.

This is so fucking dumb but please listen to my insane ramblings. PLEASE.

[xbaeleef]

#jillvalentinefanart

[wisecrackingeric-2]

A very quick very messy Jill Valentine for the lovely amazing talented @a-thousand-lives-lost-for-peace !!!! <<<<33

[arden-arts]

pixel art jill for all your wildest needs

i’ll be vending at colossalcons craft fair soon, so this is just one of my new sticker designs!

[residentcherries]

Albert Wesker and Jill Valentine

S.T.A.R.S.

[amigdal]

I forgot to post it on 31 dec, and I post it now.

Happy New Year and Merry X-mas with Jill!

[highlifeboat]

Recent doodles I might finish if I feel like it

I've been very unmovtivated lately

[itchytitss]

Gingerbread and Champagne🥂🎄

Jill Valentine x Reader

A short, low effort fic for today. Not super proud of this one but I thought the concept was cute so I’m posting it anyway to build my confidence. Sorry if there’s some mistakes or if shit doesn’t make sense, I’m super tired but I wanted to post this on time

Summary: During RPD’s annual Christmas party, you slip outside to get some air. Your coworker Jill follows to check up on you

CW: Fluff, mentions of alcohol, confessions, a smidge of spice, introvert reader, negative self talk

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It’s Christmas Eve and the RPD is throwing its annual Christmas party. You didn’t really want to go this evening but you’d been told there would be free alcohol, cake and shitty karaoke.

You don’t really connect with many of the folks at work. Most of the guys are honestly kind of assholes and there aren’t many ladies in the department to talk to either. Most of them either staying home or doing nothing to include you whatsoever. So you prepare yourself for a night of people watching and drinking by yourself. Maybe you’ll get a round of karaoke in if you’re brave enough.

At least Jill is going. The other day she practically begged you to come along, promising it would be worth your time, that she’d stick with you and keep you company. You hesitantly agreed and now whenever you pass her in the halls, she won’t stop talking about how she can’t wait to see you there.

Truth be told, you probably wouldn’t have agreed to go if she wasn’t going.

“At least Jill is going to be there.” You repeat to yourself as you get dressed.

“I’ll just stay with her.” You huff as you put on some old earrings shaped like candy canes.

Maybe she’ll let you leave early. Maybe you can convince her that you’ve come down with a sudden cold. You’d much rather stay in and watch a Christmas movie by yourself. That’s what you’ve done the past few years anyway. It’s not that you want to spend Christmas alone, it’s just hard living so far away from home and spending the holidays without a partner.

It’s been an hour and a half since you’ve gotten here and all your predictions had been right. It’s too loud, nobody is talking to you and karaoke isn’t even the fun kind of bad. It’s just… bad bad.

All of the Christmas lights, music and shitty singing start to give you a headache, so you grab your coat and slip outside to the courtyard.

You walk down the steps of the building to a bench under a nearby tree. Your boots crunch on the icy bricks.

It’s so much nicer outside. The moon is peeking through the clouds as it snows slightly. It’s quiet, although you can hear the muffled chatter and music from the party inside as you wipe some snow off a bench and sit down.

You tuck your hands in your pockets and look up into the sky. Your breath fogs up the air in front of your face, your nose waters slightly in the cold and your cheeks tingle from the frosty air. You should’ve brought a thicker coat, or a scarf at least.

“Maybe I should go home.” You mumble to yourself as you kick the snow around your boot. It’s not like anyone would miss you. You doubt anyone even noticed you leave. Jill didn’t even stick with you like she said she would. She’s too busy mingling with everyone else at the party to spend time with you anyway.

Just as you start to think about heading home, you hear footsteps in the snow from behind you.

“Hey.” A familiar voice calls. “What’cha doing out here by yourself? I couldn’t find you anywhere.”

You turn around to see Jill walking towards you. She smiles, though her eyes show hints of concern.

“Oh hey,” You force a smile as you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “Just… wanted some air.”

Jill sighs as she walks up to your bench. “Not having a good time?” She asks as she sits down next to you.

“Uh, yeah. Something like that.” You look down, noticing the way her thigh presses up against your own. You can feel the warmth of her body deep through your clothes and into your very soul. You find yourself wanting to lean into her warmth, to savour the feeling as if she were to disappear at any moment.

“Why are you out here?” You turn to her, finding her already looking into your eyes.

“Couldn’t find you.” She shrugs.

Jill is silent for a minute as she looks up to the snow falling from the sky. “You’re kinda the only reason I came tonight anyway.”

That takes you off guard. “Really?” You scoff. “And not to mingle with all your friends in there?” You laugh, waving your hand to the building behind you.

“Nope.” She says, popping the p and looking back at the station. “Chris is just arm wrestling everyone like he does every year and I’d rather hang out with you anyway.”

“Why? I’m not that special.” You laugh awkwardly. “No one even noticed me leave.” You look down to your lap, embarrassed for yourself.

“Well, I did.” Jill nudges you with her elbow. You feel your face heat up as you look to her. Her relaxed eyes and lazy smirk cause your heart to skip a beat. You can’t help but turn away to shield your flustered expression.

You sit in silence together for a few minutes, simply existing in each other’s presence.

“Oh hey, I got you something!” Jill finally pipes up, breaking the silence. She rummages through her coat pockets and pulls out a small jewellery box.

“Oh, Jill. No, you didn’t have to-“

“Shh. Just take it.” She forces it into your hands. “You do so much for me and everyone at the station, I thought you deserved it.” She smiles, waiting for you to open it.

You stare at her in disbelief. Jill blinks at you slowly, with calm, half lidded eyes. God, she looks so beautiful right now. You huff a laugh and look down to open the box.

Inside is a beautiful necklace with a delicate chain and a small pendant that holds a little gem. It glistens under the moonlight as you pick it up and turn it, inspecting it.

“Oh, Jill, this is gorgeous. That’s my birth stone.” You giggle, pointing at the little gem.

“Is it? I had no idea.” Jill lies.

You stare at it for a minute, becoming lost in the way it shines. Such a small thing, but oh so beautiful.

“Here, let me put it on you.” Jill says softly, gently taking the necklace from your hands.

You watch as she leans in, hooking the small chain around your neck with great care as her warm hands brush against your skin. You suppress a shiver at the sensation, exhaling and forming a cloud with your breath.

You look down to see Jill’s hands hovering over your chest.

“There.”

You look up to see her staring into your eyes. She’s so close as she’s not yet pulled away from you. Your eyes flicker back and forth between hers, watching the way the moonlight reflects off her irises.

You can see the way she scans your face, her eyes lingering on your lips for just a second too long.

“You look so beautiful.” She breathes, not even sparing a glance at the necklace.

You blink, huffing out a small breathy laugh as her warm hand snakes up to your face, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“God, you don’t even know what you do to me.” She murmurs, cupping your cheek.

“Jill…”

“Fuck, can I…” She breathes, unable to finish her words as her thumb strokes your lips. You can see the anxiety and anticipation on her face.

“Please.” The word leave your lips in an eager whisper.

Jill scans your face for a second longer, searching for any signs of uncertainty. When she finds none, she closes her eyes and presses her lips against your own.

Your eyes flutter closes as your body melts into the kiss. Your right hand cups her cheek while your left rests on her shoulder.

Jill giggles into your mouth, you can feel her smile against your lips.

“W-what?” You panic. Fuck, did you do something wrong?

“Nothing! It’s just, you taste like gingerbread.” She laughs, her nose scrunched up as she smiles.

“You taste like champagne.” You murmur, kissing back into her mouth as your body curls into hers.

She’s so soft. She kisses you slowly, gently as her hand snakes its way into the opening of your coat and holds your waist.

A soft moan involuntarily leaves your lips when she pulls you closer. The kiss quickly deepens as Jill’s tongue swipes and parts your lips, licking into your mouth. She swallows your whines as her hand slowly travels up, resting just below your breast. She pulls back, panting softly for air.

“You- you said you wanted to go home right?”

“Yeah?” You breathe out, staring into her eyes as she rests her forehead on yours.

“Let’s go back to mine.” She places small, quick kisses down your cheek and neck. “You’ll have my full attention.” She rubs her nose against your jaw, letting her hot breath fan over your racing pulse point.

“I’d really, really like that.” You giggle.

Jill laughs breathlessly as she pulls you into another kiss. You feel her smile against your lips, you can’t help but laugh back as you just feel her toothy grin.

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(Happy holidays everyone! I’m sorry if I got details about the snow wrong. It’s Christmas Day in Australia and it’s fucking HOT. I’m sitting in bed under a fan on full blast wishing I could be in the snow rn. Again, not super proud of this one so sorry it’s a bit mid, but I wanted to post something for Christmas so this is what you get)

[cronotose]

first nap after escaping raccoon city :3