#still really excited for re8 tho

[fyreandlightning]

is anyone else writing fanfiction with Chris Redfield as fast as they can before RE Village comes out and possibly changes him forever, or is it just me?

[gaiussaidno]

you know, im really glad resident evil has had this resurgence since 7 came out. RE felt like a "dead" fandom on social media apart from people talking about how shitty 5 and 6 were as RE games (specifically survival horror) and reminiscing on how good the ones before them were. there was a kind of stagnancy after RE6's (understandably) poor reception. i know people like 5 for the memes but a lot of ppl who liked the slower pace and atmospheric REs focused on puzzles didnt seem totally happy with the direction RE took since 4. which is understandable. but also Plenty of people say RE4 is their favorite even though it started the action horror path of the games.

RE is such a weird series because it has had this whole branching path of what Type of game it is. it started off as survival horror but then had some periods of action horror. but with RE7 coming out years ago and bringing more slow, but intense atmospheric horror into the mix, it's introduced a lot of more people to RE in general. and then of course the remakes of 2 and 3 have helped as well. and RE8 Definitely got people interested lol.

i'm just happy we have new RE stuff and people are getting into it again!! funnily enough, new people are kind of getting into it backwards with the new ones and then going back to some older ones. it's just nice to see a series i love be given new life. i am excited for the remake of 4 as well! (tho i am of the opinion that the original 4 is still pretty, uhhh what's the word, Up to Date?? like definitely aged better than some of the older RE games i'll tell u that lmao. but i'm sure new fans will appreciate more intuitive smooth gameplay).

and i can only pray that konami sells off the rights to silent hill to someone who can breathe life into it the same way.

[zeppersart]

Favorite RE:V and/or DBH headcanons, if you have the time and energy? -🖤 (also I totally forgot I signed off my first anons to u with 💛 but I guess I'll use 🖤 anyways lol)

Okay, I really wanted to answer this but I’ve had work a lot recently but I’m home finally and have time!!

RE8 headcanons:

- Lady D is a Facebook mom and always posts pics of her daughters

- Lady D often reads books and shows pics/vids to her daughters since they’ve never been able to go outside cause of the cold. They love what she shows them

- Lady D is actually really sweet and caring when she isn’t slicing you up. She’ll call you ‘darling’ as she gently strokes through your hair to calm you if you’re crying. She’ll whisper in a gentle voice to let you know everything will be okay

- Beneviento loves art. She loves to draw and will often do portraits of Angie and her other dolls

- She’s very soft and wears a lot of cute black dresses

- Moreau needs hugs. He will desperately try to get hugs out of you

- He vomits when he’s overly excited

- PRAISE. Moreau needs praise. Constantly looking for approval from others, always feels like he isn’t good enough

- 4.7 inch dick

- Heisenberg is a top

- Heisenberg will use a metal dildo on you from afar

- Heisenberg can be quite soft but it’s also foreign to him and he can never quite get the whole ‘comfort’ thing right because nobody’s ever shown him comfort. He will do his best

- Hugs with him are awkward cause he never knows what to do

- He’s fully experienced in sex tho. He learnt from his machines ;)

- Heisenberg has a 7 inch dick

- Miranda is also a Facebook mom

- Always posts pics of her child who she’s a lil obsessed with everyone knowing about

- Obnoxious outfits

DBH:

- Connor, like Moreau, also loves praise

- (because I ship Hankcon) he will often try to talk Hank out of unnecessary drinking by bribing him with cuddles and walks

- Connor can be quite shy depending on the AU

- Connor is very curious and if he’s a mermaid in a mermaid AU, he has a little collection of shells that he likes to look at and often will present them as gifts to ppl he loves/appreciates

- He loves working in the police alongside Hank

- As a machine, he’s very daddy. Like in that scene with the three androids in the news tower where he will throw abuse and shit, that kinda daddy hotness

- he has a 5 inch dick

- Hank is a very good dad but if he’s had a hard day at work, he will snap at times but always apologises after

- He will do anything for his son Cole, even if it costs a lot of money

- He can be very mean in a sexy way

- Hank mostly wears hoodies and sometimes Connor likes to steal them

- Hank favourite food are burgers

- Hank has a 6.5 inch dick

- Nines is very stern but very loving and affectionate too

- He always tries to keep things under control and rarely loses himself

- He doesn’t handle deviancy well at first and will grow increasingly stressed and angry the more people point it out

- He has a close relationship to Connor and they both help each other out through deviancy

- Nines likes to use whips on people

- Nines is a brat tamer

- Nines has a 7 inch dick

- Nines (because I ship reed900), always tries to feed Gavin healthy food

- Gavin always refuses healthy food because it tastes ‘bad’

- his favourite food is spaghetti bolognese

- Gavin likes rock music

- Gavin likes to try to top Nines just so Nines will pin him down and put him in place

- Gavin loved caramel syrup in his coffee

- Gavin is very jokey, likes to wind people up intentionally

- Doesn’t get on well with Hank

- Often ends up in Fowler’s office for ‘talks about his behaviour’

- He thinks hank is lazy because he always shows up late

- He’s often irritated because he’s always at work on time, always puts in his all yet hank who is quite lazy about his job is still Lieutenant

- he has a 6.5 inch dick

- Kamski is narcissistic and has a god complex

- Kamski will tie you up for hours and leave you with a vibe

- Kamski likes it when you say his name during sex because hearing that he’s so good at making you feel good turns him on

- Sometimes he’ll even moan his own name

- He expects to be called ‘mister’ or ‘sir’

- Kamski has a 7 inch dick

[nick-thecreator]

“Finally, A Break” A RE8 Human!au Moreviento Fanfic

I had no fucking clue where I was taking this after a while, so here’s some fic vomit...

I might make more human!au RE8 stuff tho...

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“Sal?”

   “Yes?”

   “When do you think you’ll be home?” Donna asked, having been home alone for the past week and a half.

   “I don’t know. it’s been really backed up here, so I’m needed much more than before. I’ll see if I can get Adrian to get here faster, but he’s not one to give up a vacation,” Salvatore replied, rubbing one of his temples, trying to soothe a headache. Donna sighed, placing a hand on her head.

   “You sure?”

   “Unfortunately, yes.”

   “Sir, you’re needed again,” One of the nurses popped into his office. He sighed, looking from the nurse to the phone.

   “Sorry Donna, I need to go.”

   “Okay, I’m going to be at the library tonight again. I have a show.”

   “Great, good luck. Make sure you have everything, okay?”

   “Of course.”

   “Okay, have a good show, bye.”

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   “Thank you, good luck, bye.” He hung up before rising from his seat, walking over to the nurse.

   “Who this time?”

   “Alina’s son, Daniel, has had a hard cough and a loss of smell for the past 2 days,” The nurse explained as she led him to their room.

   Everything else through the day was the same, just more tiring every time. Half of the cases were of people that either were sick with Covid, while the other half were either sick with something else or with just small ailments from either the lack of water or sleep. With the latter, he’d be almost jealous of the people who got to go home and get some rest. The naps he had been able to get during his breaks weren’t enough at this point. His back ached, along with a lack of sleep, it gave him a bad headache and aching joints. Even though he just wanted to collapse in his office, preferably on his chair, for some needed rest, he just gritted his teeth and kept working. He had patients to take care of, so he could only hope that Adrian would show up for once.

   At around 5:30, he was in his office, trying to get some sleep, when someone knocked on the door. He groaned, hoping and praying that it was just an update and not being called to work on another patient.

   “It’s unlocked.” The door opened, and Adrian stuck his head in. Salvatore shot up from his seat. “Adrian!?” His face twisted into anger. “You were supposed to be here a week ago!” Adrian smiled sheepishly.

   “Well, listen man, the wife’s been a bitch about that-”

   “Just- nevermind, just get ready for work. Luca should be here in three days to help you-”

   “Three days!? You expect ME to man this place for three-”

   “I ran this place for over a fucking week! Shut the FUCK UP!” Salvatore gritted his teeth, almost hissing his words. The lack of sleep was really messing with him. “Just man the place till then. When he gets here, you’ll switch off every other day. The schedule is in the break room, alright?” Adrian just nodded, his face in a form of shame. Salvatore just sighed, waving him off as Adrian left the room. He got all of his stuff in his briefcase before quickly making a beeline out of the clinic. The nurses wished him a good break, him quickly thanking them while walking out.

   The hit of fresh sent a pleasant shiver down his spine, taking in a deep breath. A small smile on his face, he almost sprinted over to his car, planning to go straight home. He hopped into his car, starting it up and pulling out of the parking space. When he was about to drive out of the parking lot, he thought for a second. He’s spent over a week with people who have Covid. His face went from excitement to worry. He didn’t want to bring Covid home. He remembered his extra set of clothes, cleaning stuff, for both people and surfaces, and the towels he keeps in his trunk for emergencies, like if someone threw up on him. However, there was the threat of himself. He had been cleaning himself with wipes and dry shampoo, so, even though he was “clean”, he wasn’t completely clean.

He thought for a while as he drove down the road, he saw the gym. Surprisingly, it was still open, even through the pandemic. Most likely because it was privately owned, and some people don’t know when to stop. However, it was an opportunity for an answer. He turned around and drove to the gym, parking his car in a parking space. Before getting out of his car, he checked his wallet, just to make sure he had his membership card. He didn’t go to the gym much, besides using it to swim during the winter, so it wasn’t like him to remember it. Maybe that’s why he left it in his wallet. He stepped out of his car, walking over to the trunk after he closed the driver door. He pulled out the bag with clothes in it, putting a towel, a hairbrush, knowing he’d need it, and a bottle of shampoo into the bag before throwing it over his shoulder, closing the trunk and locking the car. He walked over to the gym, putting on his mask before stepping in. Luckily, at the very least, the gym had made masks mandatory, and had signs everywhere about it.

He checked into the front desk before walking into the full part of the gym. He walked along the side of the gym, keeping his eyes down to not cause anything awkward. He finally got to the back, where the locker rooms were located. He walked into the men’s locker room, walking to the back to get to the bathrooms. Inside was a line of urinals against the wall, with a stall right across from them. In the back of the room, there were showers lined up against the wall, enclosed behind a curtain. He walked to the back, placing the bag on the bench next to the showers against the wall, taking his towel, a hairbrush, and a bottle of shampoo with him into the shower, keeping it out enough so it wouldn’t get wet. He then stripped his clothes off, undoing his hair out of its hair tie before turning the shower on, getting hit with the cold water. He jumped back, sticking his hand in every now and then to see if it had warmed up. Eventually, it warmed up, him getting back underneath the shower. He quickly lathered himself in soap, waiting a bit, then rinsing it off before turning off the shower.

He grabbed the towel, drying his body off before trying to dry his hair. While he was drying his hair, it tangled under the towel, so when he pulled the towel off, it resembled a large fluffball on his head. He sighed before peaking out of the shower curtain before quickly stepping out, making sure he was alone in there. There was only one person in one of the stalls. He must have not heard them coming in from the loudness of the water hitting the floor. He dashed over to his bag, pulling out a pair of pants. He didn’t pack any underwear, never really needing to replace them during work hours, and he didn’t mind going commando, even just once. He grabbed the shirt in there after he got his pants on, pulling it over his head and his fluffed hair, straightening it out with his hands. He sat down on the bench, drying off his feet before putting on his socks and shoes. He then grabbed his shampoo and the clothes from work, using the bag so he wouldn’t touch the clothes. He made sure he had taken the hairbrush out first, placing it on the bench. He placed the bag on the bench before picking up the hairbrush. He tried to brush his hair regularly, but it pulled at knots, causing him pain. So, whenever he ran into a knot, he had to pry it apart with his own hands. After what felt like forever, he finally got his hair straightened out, putting the brush on the bench again, not wanting to contaminate the brush too. He placed the towel into the bag before putting his mask on.

He stood up, picking up the bag and the brush, walking out of the bathroom. He walked alongside the wall of the locker room, doing the same in the main gym, before ending up in the lobby again. He checked out, walking out to his car. He unlocked the car, putting the bag in the back before getting into the front seat. He placed the brush in the back before starting the car. Before he pulled out of the parking space, he got an idea. He looked up the schedule to the local library, seeing that a puppet show was scheduled for 6:30pm. He checked the time. 6:22pm. Just enough time. He pulled out of the parking spot, then the parking lot onto the road. After a ten minute drive, he pulled into the library parking lot, parking in one of its spaces. He put on his mask, getting out of his car before locking it. He walked to the entrance of the library, holding the door for a mother and her daughter. He walked in after them, looking around the place. Even though Donna worked there, he hadn’t been there much, so whenever he went there, he would always spend a moment confused on where everything was.

After a while of looking around, he heard some voices having a conversation near the children’s corner. He walked over to it, seeing a group of kids sitting around a puppet show stand. They socially distanced from each other as their parents stood behind them, talking quietly to each other about the performance. He just leaned on one of the bookshelves, watching the show. Donna would usually base her puppet shows off of children’s books and children’s lessons, mainly so it would guarantee that the story was appropriate and enjoyable for the kids. The story today was about a little girl who gets a sickness called “The Spots” from not washing her hands. It gives her rainbow spots all over her body and Covid-like symptoms, and turns everything she touches into candy, which infects the rest of her class. In the end, the teacher tells the kids that if they always wash their hands and make sure they live healthy, they will stay healthy and happy. The kids seemed to enjoy it, as they clapped and smiled at the end, and the adults didn’t complain.

After she had finished, she made the puppets bow as the kids clapped. The adults then collected their kids to go, since the puppet show had lasted till 7:00pm, and they probably had to get home for dinner. Once the majority of them were gone, Donna stood up, finally being able to look over the set up, seeing who was left. Salvatore was still against the wall, smiling at Donna, slowly walking over until she noticed him. Donna, in her see through veil, turned around to put her puppets away before turning around again. He had gotten up to the stand, looking down at her as she was putting the puppets away. She smiled as he smiled back at her, getting down to her level.

“Hey Donna.”

“Adrian finally showed up?” She asked.

“Yeah, finally…” He grumbled. She got all of her puppets put away neatly in her case, before turning to him and giving him a light hug.

“Good, I missed you.”

“I was only gone for a week.”

“Still. It wasn’t planned or anything.” He chuckled, hugging him back. After a bit more time hugging, she pulled away, grabbing her case and standing up. He stood up after her, walking behind her as she stepped out from behind the stand. Another worker walked into the stand behind them, nodding to Donna as she nodded back. The worker started to disassemble the stand as Sal took Donna’s hand in hers as they walked to the front desk.

“Were you able to-”

“Yes, it wasn’t as stressful as before.”

“Even without Angie?” She shuddered.

“Yeah…” She just refocused her attention onto the lady at the front desk.

“Hello Donna, good performance?” The lady asked.

“Yes, definitely,” Donna replied. She held onto Sal’s as they continued their conversation until the lady paid her for her time and energy. Donna thanked the lady and wished her well before gesturing to Salvatore that she wanted to leave. He smiled at the lady as he followed her out of the library.

Once outside, Donna let out a long sigh of relief, looking up at Salvatore. He looked back down at her.

“You couldn’t get a taxi, huh?” He asked. She turned away and nodded. “It’s okay Donna, come on.” He walked with her in the direction of his car. When they got to it, he unlocked the car as she noticed the bag and brush in the backseat.

“What’s that?” She pointed to the bag.

“Covid clothes-” She giggled. “Don’t touch it.” She went silent. Once the car was unlocked, they got into the car. As Salvatore started the car, Donna took her veil off and looked up at him.

“Hey Sal?” She asked.

“Yeah?” He replied, pulling the car out of the parking space.

“How much sleep have you gotten?” He went silent for a second, trying to think of the right answer.

“Over the whole week and a half?”

“Yeah.” He went silent again.

“Well… about…” He scratched his chin. “30-ish hours?” She wasn’t that shocked, considering how tired he looked, with the bags under his eyes.

“You sure you can drive?” He rolled his eyes.

“I’ll make it Donna.” She was going to question him more, but she thought that turning on the radio was a better idea. He was going to complain about it, but she put it on a classical music station, so he just asked if she could turn it down. They eventually got back to their house, getting out of their car once they got into the driveway. He locked the car and went to walk to the door before Donna stopped him.

“What about the bag?” She asked.

“Your bag?” He looked down at her hand, it holding her case of puppets.

“No, your bag? Of clothes?”

“I’ll get it tomorrow,” He answered, unlocking the front door to their small house, opening the door. He held the door open for her, who, after looking back to the car, walked into the house. The house was what you’d expect. The living room and kitchen were both open, with a dining room right in between. A small hallway in the back led to the bathroom and office on the left, and a large bedroom on the right. The rooms had what you’d expect in them. A couch and TV in the living room, a table and a three chairs in the dining room, stuff like a microwave and a pot/knife hanger in the kitchen, regular toiletries in the bathroom, a fax machine and a work desk in the office, and a bed, a TV, a bunch of games with a few consoles on a shelf, and a small desk with Angie on its cahir and stuff like sewing supplies on the desk in the bedroom. The walls in most of the rooms were mostly plain, except in the bedroom and office. The walls in the office had posters on almost every wall, from game posters to movie posters. Most of them were from old collections from when he was a teen, but some were new. The bedroom had mainly framed photos, mostly near the small desk. They contained pictures of Donna’s family and a few friends down at the library. There were only 2 pictures of her and Salvatore in the whole house, one was on the wall next to the desk, and the other was a small photo right above the office desk.

Once Salvatore locked the door behind them once they were both inside, she placed her case down on the couch. Salvatore yawned, stretching for a second, looking over to Donna. Donna looked back at him.

“Feels good to be home,” He stated, looking around.

“Yeah, I stayed in the bedroom for the most part, so the rest of the house should be clean,” She replied. “I did have to order out though…”

“When?” He asked. He knew that he couldn’t get much money home during the days he was gone, but he assumed that there was enough for the time he was gone. However, when he thought about it a bit more, he could see how it could’ve gone in that time. Thank god they had savings...

“Yesterday.”

“Oh, it sounded like it was a few days ago.”

“No, just recently.” She smiled before looking at him most closely. “Did… did you shower recently?”

“Yeah, at the gym. I didn’t want to risk anything.”

“Oh, ok, your hair is still a bit damp.” He chuckled, feeling his hair with one hand, still feeling damp from the shower. They continued their conversation for a minute, until Salvatore yawned again. “Tired?”

“Yeah…”

“You can go to bed if you want. I’ll just order something for dinner.”

“Okay, from where?” She shrugged.

“Yesterday I just got something from mcdonald’s, so if you want something from there?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. You have the code-”

“Of course.”

“Just making sure.” He stretched again. “Sounds like a plan.” She nodded.

“Yep, now you should head to bed before you pass out.”

“You sure you don’t need anything?”

“I’m positive, now bed.” She placed a hand on his shoulder. “You need it.” She felt so proud of herself for a second, considering that it’s usually Salvatore telling her to sleep. He just rolled his eyes, chuckling.

“Alright, alright, I’ll see if I can,” He replied as Donna guided him in the direction of the bedroom. He walked off into the bedroom, collapsing onto the bed on his stomach. The bed was made for the most part, besides a pillow that had been removed from Donna’s side, but he saw it on her seat next to the small desk. He flipped over, but was met with a shock of pain up his back. He gritted his teeth as he sat up, pulling his phone, keys, and wallet out of his pocket, placing them on the side table. He then placed a hand on his back, trying to soothe the pain as he laid back down. He kicked off his shoes, turning his body to be fully on the bed. He didn’t bother getting under the blanket, considering the time of year, it would just make him more uncomfortable. His back kept hurting, so he just sighed, rolling over and adjusting himself to be on his stomach. He grabbed his pillow, hugging it under his head as he tried to let his tiredness overwhelm the pain in his back.

“Hey Sal, what do you want from McDonald’s?” He looked up from the pillow to look at Donna, who had peeked her head into the room, phone in her hand with someone on the line.

“Just something simple.” He muttered, placing a hand on his back.

“Alright.” She turned back to the phone, resuming the order she was placing. After a bit more talking, mainly about price, payment, and location, she hung up the phone before turning back to Sal. “I just got some side stuff.”

“Like what?”

“Mostly fries, but I did get some ice cream too.”

“Really?” He chuckled. “Fries?”

“Should I have gotten something else?” She asked, slightly worried. “I didn’t-”

“It’s fine Donna, really, I just thought it was funny,” He tried to console her, sitting up slightly before going right back to laying down, gritting his teeth. She noticed, getting a bit closer to them, getting to his level.

“Your back okay?” She tilted her head. He nodded.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” She placed her hand on top of his.

“You sure? You don’t seem to be?” She pressed a bit on his back, making him groan. She quickly pulled her hand back, looking down. “Sorry sorry sorry sorry-”

“It’s okay Donna, you didn’t do anything wrong.” He took his hand off of his back, holding onto her hand. She looked back up at him and smiled slightly, Salvatore smiling back. “You gonna put your puppets away tonight?”

“Maybe, I’m not sure. I probably will,” Donna replied. “The food’s gonna be here in 30 minutes by the way.”

“Great, what do you wanna do until then?” He asked. She thought for a second before letting go of his hand, walking around the bed and sitting down on her side.

“We could watch something?” She held up the remote controller as he turned his head to see her on the other side.

“Like what?”

“Maybe… Little Women?” He thought for a second.

“Sure, the English or Romanian dub?”

“It’s the 1994 one.”

“Oh, English then.” He slowly went to get up again, before falling back down onto the bed, gritting his teeth again in pain.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” She asked again, a bit more serious this time.

“Yes, I am.”

“You don’t sound like you are.” She slipped her shoes off before getting closer to him. “You look like a dying walrus.” She giggled.

“I’m not that fat,” He joked. “And my teeth aren’t that big.” They both laughed as Donna got a bit closer.

“That’s not what I meant. I meant that you’re just… flopping every time you get up, and I think I know why.” She placed her hand on his upper back, feeling his scars under his shirt. He looked up at her.

“I really am fi-”

“You’re really hard here.” She pushed a bit on his back, it being very hard under her hand. “From working?” He looked down, nodding.

“Work’s been hard…”

“You sure you don’t want any help? I could try.” She placed her other hand on his back, lightly rubbing his upper back. Salvatore had rubbed her back plenty of times, whenever she would get stressed, but she hadn’t returned it as much, considering that she didn’t really know how to. There was also the fact that he had never bothered to ask. He usually just took a bath or could just fall asleep to relieve his pain, but the extra work had taken its toll. He thought for a second.

“Alright, fine. If you want to try, I can help.” She smiled, him smiling back.

“Okay, um… how should I do this?”

“Depends, you want me to sit up or will it be easier for you to do this with me laying down?”

“You can stay down, it’s fine.”

“Okay, you can get on my lower waist, if you want. You’ll be at a better angle.” She hesitated for a second, looking at his lower waist then back to him.

“Really?”

“I can always sit up instead-”

“No! Um… no, I can.”

“You sure? I don’t mind-”

“I can, don’t worry.” She slowly pulled herself up and over his waist, sitting down, straddling his waist under her. Donna tried not to think about it, placing her hands onto his back. “So… now what do I do?”

“Okay, you see where your hands are placed now?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, move your hands up a bit.” She did so till her hands were halfway over the hard places on his back. “Alright, you feel where it’s hard?”

“Uh huh.”

“Take your thumbs and push down and forward, guiding your hands with it. Okay?” She nodded, doing so on his back. He put his face back into the pillow for a second, letting out a light groan of relief.

“Like that?” She asked. He nodded, taking his head out of the pillow for a second.

“Yeah, just like that,” He replied. He put his face back into the pillow as she did it again. He slowly relaxed as she picked up a tempo, moving a bit once a while when he asked. It was silent for the most part, but it was also oddly peaceful in that silence. Both of their jobs usually had a lot of noise, even for Donna’s job in a library, but when they were home, the silence that came with that tended to be more comforting than uncomfortable, even if it did before they came together.

After a while, once they were done, the doorbell rang. Donna, who was getting off of Salvatore at this point, quickly got off and went to the door. Salvatore got up after her, his back feeling better than before. She got to the door first, opening it to nobody at the door, a bag and a drink holder left on the steps. She picked them up, bringing them in and closing the door.

“Hungry?” She asked, holding up the bag, smiling, walking into the dining room. He followed her there, her placing the bag and holder onto the table. He walked up to her, sticking his hand out a bit in front of her, before getting a nod so he could place a hand on her shoulder. She opened the bag, looking back up at him. “Well?”

“Yes, I am now,” He replied, slowly putting his arms around her. She started to take things out of the bag before Salvatore quickly kissed her head. She looked up again.

“What was that for?”

“My thanks.”

“For what?” He chuckled.

“You fully know what.” He kissed her head again. She smiled.

“You’re welcome.”

Ima just put this here and go now-

[sylverstormz]

Making my rounds on several of my favorite blogs for RE8 content to say you are appreciated! There have been several times that your stories and head cannons put a genuine smile on my face when nothing else could and that's legit priceless to me, it really means a lot that you've taken the time to write out these works and engage with the fandom so much.

People often go through ebbs and flows of inspiration within fandoms and it's okay to take breaks and come back to it when inspiration hits. I know when the DLC comes around the Dimitrescu craze is going to pick back up and I'm excited for that to happen 😃

Also if anyone needs inspiration or if you just want to see our best fly babes again, play RE8 in mercenaries mode! You'll find the girls inside of Heisenberg's factory - good luck tho, they swarm!

-😈

As an author there is nothing more flattering than to hear a headcanon or fic brings a smile to someone's face and that people are looking forward to an update.

I don't know what the DLC will be about but I'm very glad they're making one. Hopefully we see our dear gremlims and Miranda again, alive and kicking ❣❣

I did look up mercenaries for my fly babes, but they didn't even bother adding new lines in :( still it was great to see them up and slashing again.

[loth-wolffe]

mkay, so you probably saw that i reblogged the post about your fav flowers becaUSE fLOWeRS, aM i RigHt?? and i wanted to share my fav flowers too :)) ☺️❤️

anyways, i’m a little curious, so here is my question for you my dear Wolffe :

are you a gamer?? if you are, what’s your favorite genre or series??

i mentioned this in my get to know me post when i reached 100 followers, but i love horror games, though i don’t play many myself. currently, i’m watching Gab Smolders play through of Resident Evil 8, and i really like it! i’m already planning on watching the previous games on her channel lol XD

it is a tad bit scary tho, have jumped a few times :P

though i do have to say nothing can top my favorite series, which would have to be The Legend Of Zelda. :))

anyways, that’s all my dear, Mar is sending some algae cookies once again, he’s always so glad to hear you enjoy his munchies!!

and dare may i say you might be his favorite?? :)))

lots of spells & love

moony & mar

OH THIS IS SUCH A GOOD QUESTIONNNN and once again my love u have sUCH A GOOD TASTE. i don't like horror games that much bc I'm a f chicken and can't sleep at night lmao. so I'm a open world type of gal.

I've been playing assassin's creed like. a LOT. I'm OBSESSED. currently playing odyssey but I don't like it as much as the others :/ skipped rouge and origins and recently bought the third one but haven't got the chance to play with my sweet connor.

my favorite is black flag and the second ac. AND I COULD TALK ALL DAY ABOUT ASSASSIN'S CREED I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR. (jacob frye my beloved. i miss u every day)

but aNYWAYS. I'm also playing red dead redemption 2. haven't had in my heart to finish the game bc I love arthur too much so I've been doing like. the side missions for about a year now 😂 (haven't played the first one tho ✌🏻���� but I wanna play it. anything for u @ john marston)

absolutely adore the last of us. im replaying the first one for like the fourth time. the second one still makes me cry:( @ joel my darling dear i love u.

OH AND UNCHARTED !!! I LOVE UNCHARTED SO MUCH !!! the fourth game is fANTASTIC. I LOVE IT !!!! sam drake, my HUSBAND.

also like resident evil as well! I've only played the 3rd and 4th, and I want to play the re8!! I've heard it's v awesome. and got the spiderman game but I didn't like it that much????? it's kinda repetitive with the side missions and :/ idk

also started jedi order!! but haven't played since forever tho, so I might start it again now that I finished rebels 🤔 see if I missed something and stuff.

think my favorite game might be last of us?? it's one I could play over and over and still feel like it's the first time. i love it with all my heart and soul and I'm sO excited for the series with pedrito pascal playing joel 🥺

ask me anything!

[aiderynddraig]

Yeah! Like I 100% understand the speculation. That’s the point of trailers, to garner interest and cause people to question and become interested in the final product. I don’t think it’s right to decide that the game is definitively one way or the other tho by fandom. (Though people definitely will) The same thing happened with every other remake, and also just with new releases in general. (I remember all the discourse around RE8, and by the time the game came out the things people were arguing and sending very spiteful messages over were cleared up and dealt with. It was all just speculation on fans part that caused that. At the end of the day some people liked 8 and some people really didn’t. And that’s fine. But the hate that was being spit before it came out kinda sucked.)

I definitely am of the opinion that people should not be shitting on the original in their hype for the remake. Maybe I’m weird for it but I do just. Consider them to be separate products. Especially with the history of RE4, that was the title where they finally started moving away from the horror aspect and into more action (tho RE5 was the definitive action game) It’s still a horror title but if you compare it to RE1 and 2 it is less horror focused. It definitely isn’t a bad thing that it’s like that either. There’s a reason that RE4 has been ported more times than Skyrim. It’s a good game. But the remake is going to focus more on the atmospheric horror aspects, they put a lot of effort into the towns and environments and lighting. It’s definitely not a one for one remake like Spyro was. These are new devs and they’re going to take it in the direction they think is right for the current audience too. Which will definitely lose them some of the older fans. At the end of the day the games gonna come out and some people will love it and some people will never touch it and both of those or anything in between is fine. Game enjoyment is a subjective experience. I think that like, for the same reason you’re attached to the original I’m over here excited for the remake is because we both love RE, and so I just hope people keep in mind that we can all be fans of the same media and have different tastes and expectations too.

You don’t gotta answer this publicly if you don’t want to but man a lot of people are making assumptions about the content of this remake for something that has maybe 5 minutes of gameplay and 5 minutes of specifically cut trailer out. Like. You can choose to not save the dog in the original game, if the dog is dead that might be the result (the thing people are seeing in the clip) or there might just be more dogs? Newer game means more resources so more props and animals. Like would I be really disappointed if the dog wasn’t in it? Yeah. But it’s not out yet. There are things I’ve seen that I’ve liked and things I’ve seen that I don’t. I’m still gonna get it cause I’m dumb and excited to see new stuff, but I also understand people who don’t care for the remake at all. My dumb personal hope is that an RE4 remake succeeding means they’ll have enough money to justify putting together a CV one. I will say for you if you haven’t seen yet, he does still seem to have some witty one liners (one is used in the gameplay trailer). Idk if he’s gonna get to say bingo but at least there’s a hint of his sarcasm so far so that’s fun :)

yeah you're right, we really don't know that much about the game at all, and making any sort of definite assumptions about it at this point could turn out to be completely wrong. that said, I do understand the need to speculate and the need to talk about things that seem to be included/excluded at this point. it's a completely natural reaction to want to rant or to worry, too. even if people easily take it pretty far.

I do think it would do everyone (myself included!) good to remember that this is only a trailer, we really do not know anything for certain. sometimes huge things are changed between a trailer and the actual game! so being too worked up over it is just gonna create unnecessary stress while things could still be very different, who knows! the trailer is just that, only a trailer.

personally I tend to lean towards the negative when it comes to this remake because the original is so, so important to me, and already now some people are showing their excitement about the remake by shitting on the original. i'm insanely afraid the fandom will just collectively jump onto the remake and write off the original, and that would be devastating to me. I know it's not entirely rational, but feelings and fears rarely are. so I'm sort of protecting myself by assuming the worst, because then if those fears turn out to be correct i've already mourned the loss. if I'll end up positively surprised? all the better :'D

i am very happy that they seem to be giving him at least some one-liners! that's definitely a plus :)