#resident

[ancuiri]

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

[cutepooike2]

Me if he says no I don’t want to play Roblox

[hunnie--bunnie]

𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿 ❥ 𝗹𝗲𝗼𝗻

𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀 ❥ brat!f!reader, friends with benefits, cock-warming, teasing, light begging, belly bulge, size kink, daddy/sweetheart, mirror sex

𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿’𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝗺��𝗹𝗲𝘀 ❥ I have to ease a bit of the brain rot I have for this man, that scene with him swinging his leg to yank on the chain has ignited a type of thirst that I only feel like writing about this man right now, don't look at me, leave me to rot and burn

Digging his fingers into the soft crease of your hips. Leon croons, "What's wrong? You're squirming around like you can't get comfortable." You can merely grind your hips, unable to slip even a full inch of Leon's cock out.

The gentle rubbing of his hard cock inside your soft squishy pussy isn't enough. Whining, "I want your cock, please Daddy." Slipping a hand between your parted legs. Ghosting the rough pad of his finger over your puffy clit.

The rasp to his voice as he taunts you with, "You already have my cock stretching your tight, little, drooling pussy. I'm so deep in your guts. What more could my sweetheart need?" while he presses down just beneath your belly button with his free hand. As he applies more pressure to your clit.

Leon ever so attentive noted everything that made you whine, whimper, writhe, and tremble. After a few nights spent with him after a stressful mission and a few drinks. It's always easier to sleep after exhausting yourself in a tipsy, post-nut haze.

That and Leon had formed the habit of checking you over. It doesn't matter if you insist you're fine. His large, calloused hands peel your clothes off and caress your body. Avoiding any sore spots while he maps out any bruising and cuts.

Tonight there were a couple scraps and small bruises. But it's nothing that some whiskey and Leon couldn't soothe. One shower later, Leon has his cock nestled inside you.

Wiggling, biting into your bottom lip, and whining. The mounting frustration and desperation make it hard for you to keep behaving. Snapping at Leon,

"You little shit, for fuck’s sake you know what I want! This isn't enough, fuck me, bounce me on your cock, and fill me full of your cum." Leon slides his hands down to your thighs. Gripping them tightly, folding your legs at your sides while he stands up.

Holding in a suspended mating press, he walks into the nearby bathroom. Your heart pounds in his silence.

Moaning at the sight of Leon in the mirror. He's so achingly beautiful, lean, muscular, and tall, with sandy blonde hair falling into warm, brown eyes. Devouring the sight of your puffy lips wrapped around the base of him. While his low hanging, balls wet with your slit, a glint in the bathroom's light.

Leon's arms flex from holding you, the prominent veins making your pussy flutter. While you look so small folded up against Leon's broad, built chest. With his fat cock making a bulge in your stomach. As your pussy visibly clenches his cock.

Leon had become ruthless after catching you staring at his arms. It was what got you bent over his lap with his heavy hand coming down on your cheeks. Since you had allowed yourself to get distracted by ogling him.

Whimpering, "Please Daddy, use my pussy to help yourself cum." A wide cocky smirk spreads across Leon's kissable lips while he muses,

"Oh I'm a daddy now I thought I was a little shit?"

❥ m.list

[kneelmylucille]

Am I going to hell???

I am fairly certain that I’m going straight to hell.

[javieroliver1991]

Jack Baker - Resident Evil 7 (2017)

An old sketch.

Original Art and Commissions for sale:

Nrissoart.com

[viejospellejos]

Lo de Biden es de episodio de The Office:

[smallbeanstalk]

I used a computer mouse.. 🫣 But here we are!

Here’s to RL Donna Beneviento lovers! 🥰🥹

Plus i love her too!

@team-avia

[ghoulkittie]

Moodboard of the day 05/09/23

[obakanosandoitchi]

internal medicine has been an uphill battle so far 😵‍💫

managed to catch some snow these past two weekends tho 🙌🏻

[cillivnz]

COCKUETTE MASTERLIST

a coquette series dedicated to Karl Heisenberg from ‘Resident Evil: Village’.

FICS

i. a good host.

ii. more than what you bargained for.

main masterlist. more from ‘resident evil: village’. blog navigatory.

[shogvnate]

Wicked and white, love me in spite. bela dimitrescu x f! reader

bela dimitrescu oneshot

slightly angsty, wholesome, yearning.

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hi it's my first writing post pls treat me nicely :D, also feel free to send your requests! i write for the women (bc i'm sapphic) but if u wanna request the dudes it's alright too, just don't put too much hope on it being posted 😭

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Bela Dimitrescu never felt this way towards anyone.

As the oldest out of her sisters and the heiress to her family's winery business, she would take over a lot more of the dirty work than them, leaving barely any time behind to focus on herself.

She was always overworked, always pressured to be the best.

Her mother always tells her,

"Bela, you are your sisters' role model," Alcina blew smoke from her lips, unamused at the way she lost her composure over a little squabble with her younger sister, Cassandra.

"Yes, mother." Bela kept her head low, rubbing her upper arm slightly.

"Don't disappoint me."

Bela aimed to be the perfect daughter, the perfect heiress but still, she was never enough. She knew she wasn't. But when she saw you and how accepting you were, her walls melted like an ice sculpture by the dawn of spring.

She'd like to believe you were foolish for saving her, but deep down she knew it wasn't true. She was thankful. Thankful that despite the villagers' harsh words for saving a potential murderer of their wives and daughters, you stayed and nursed her back to health.

You were like an angel, much more than Mother Miranda would ever be, that's for sure.

As you watered your garden, she wondered to herself, could you look at her with that expression? A soft smile gracing your angelic features and eyes gleaming with nothing but love. No wonder your garden was filled to the brim with colorful flowers, even Bela can tell they were happy with you.

Could she also feel that?

Dubbed as a monster, mad, and even heartless; could someone like that feel love?

Or was it just wistful thinking?

A vampire and a human never end well anyway.

It's depressing, it's... mortifying how none of them got their happy ending; or at least as far as she's aware of.

She sighed, and when she did, you finally noticed her watching you by the wooden fences.

Molten honeyed eyes burned the sight of the way your face lit up into the depth of her mind. If you could look at her like that everyday, she's sure to become the happiest woman alive.

You approached her, still holding your watering can. She could feel her dead heart hammering against her chest for a few seconds before returning to its silence as she smirked at you. Her heart ached for you, a pain that she was so used to that she grew numb to it.

"How have you been, Bela?"

Your voice, god, your voice.

Bela can just melt into your arms right then and there, but she must stop herself. She wasn't like Cassandra who will keep anyone she's interested in near. She was the opposite, she didn't want you near, she didn't like how you made her feel this way, and yet she always found herself watching you.

Hopeless that she can never tell you how she felt without making herself feel vulnerable.

"I've been faring well." She replied, "How… How have you been?"

"I'm doing good now that you're here." You smiled.

The two of you soon fell into silence as you started to water your plants, now with her company.

It was agonizing, being by your side. Knowing full well that there are countless men and women in the village that can easily snatch you away from her. You were kind and gentle, anyone can find that charming. Heck, her sisters could even steal you away from her easily.

Cassandra was silver-tongued and shameless, she can lure anyone into her grasp as easily as she can murder them.

Daniela was unpredictable and wild, but she was loving, and she was everything Bela was not.

You noticed how she spaced out, reaching a hand out to wipe the dried blood from her lips. Your touch was gentle and it dragged her down to reality.

The reality where you told her that you'll wait for her to be sure of her feelings. You'll wait for however long it takes for her to say those three words. The reality where you belonged to her and she belonged to you despite no other promises being spoken.

She leaned into your touch, her yellow eyes refusing to look at you directly.

But she knew you understood. You understood her better than anyone, better than herself.

You guided her back to your porch where she laid her head on your lap as you sat down, her hood coming off to reveal her long, albeit a little tangled blonde locks.

You thread your fingers through it, detangling it and removing the dried blood clinging to the beautiful strands.

"Bad day?" You asked, closing your eyes.

"..." She shifted on your lap, confirming that she indeed had a bad day. You didn't ask anymore, you knew she didn't like sharing about things that bothered her and that was okay. She needed time and time you will give.

One of her flies landed on your hand, and you noticed it. You chuckled lightly as another desperately pulled your free hand towards Bela, likely her consciousness acting without her control.

You stopped threading your fingers through her locks and she had to stop herself physically from letting out a disappointed whine, you placed your hand on her waist instead and she froze.

"You can stay for however long you'd like, Bela."

You watched as she closed her eyes, another tender smile blooming across your lips, one with more affection than before. Her cold hand grabbed a hold of your warm one, squeezing it before her breathing slowed. Your fingers rubbed her knuckles silently, the contrast between your temperatures was like day and night, dead and alive; and yet you loved it.

You drifted into sleep along with her, perfectly comfortable and content now that she at least stayed and not ran off the second she showed you anything remotely close to physical touch.

Hours later you finally woke up, slowly opening your eyes and stretching your numb arms.

Your lap was absent from her cold body, but what you instead found was a stunning inflorescence of forget-me-not. Did she steal it from your garden? You chuckled.

The blues were easy on your eyes, and the meaning behind it in the flower language made you smile fondly.

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"Oh, Bela."

[kohiandie]

the world's cutest girl probably

[fenazepamka]

👄👄👄👄👄👄👄

[geksuroll]

redraw of one of my old arts :д

[simianfangs]

Residence Massacre x Jim's Computer Roblox Crossover!!!

Left is Resident (from RM) and right is Jim (from JC)

The two do their best to survive against the creature that their careless Robloxian government won't protect them from.