AND DEATH SHALL HAVE NO DOMINION

ᴄᴀᴘᴄᴏᴍ'ꜱ ʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ-ᴍᴜꜱᴇ ꜰᴇᴀᴛ. ᴄʜʀɪs, ʟᴇᴏɴ, ᴇᴛʜᴀɴ & ᴊᴀᴋᴇ

[alpharedfield]

Hit the heart if you want me to drop ask memes into your inbox.

[alpharedfield]

Seeing folks talking about Ethan reminds me how much I've been wanting to get into my post-Village AU verse where he regenerates some time after the village is destroyed (don't ask for the science behind it!) and he's got molded abilities thanks to no longer having his organically human body (he stills looks the same, just with shaggy hair and a beard). He can mutate when he feels threatened and later gains more control over this transformation. There's other abilities he could have but hasn't realized them yet since he's been laying low. He's a fugitive on the run from The Connections as well as any anti-bioterrorism organization that knows about him and while he wants to see his daughter so badly, doesn't risk trying to contact Mia or Chris. He's lowkey terrified of being experimented on or killed (which is why the BSAA had his family relocate several times and isolated them in Europe in the first place). He takes up manual labor jobs in the US to get by and tries to live as normally as he can.

This is just a rough summary of the verse and I'd love the opportunity to write more of Ethan.

If anyone is interested and would like to plot a thing, please feel free to reach out! Oh, and you can drop a comment here if you want Ethan in your inbox (memes or unprompted asks)!

[flamingopudd]

The fact that I haven't drawn anything RE7 related before is a crime.

[alpharedfield]

“It’s not over.”

[alpharedfield]

con't with @harperhydra (x)

Leon wasn't so much as begging as he was trying to be as gentle as possible with her. He was still trying to learn how he could handle it whenever she broke down in tears like this, caught up in a tidal wave of overwhelming emotion. It appeared that even Helena herself didn't understand why it was happening, becoming distressed as a result and not knowing what to do about it.

His guess? Hormonal imbalance. She was just over four months along and recognizing any symptoms of pregnancy before would have been made difficult due to how sick she'd been after Elpis. There were a lot of changes going on.

"Nothing is wrong with you," Leon told her earnestly. "Your body has been going through a lot. It doesn't make sense and seems irrational, but the doctor said this was normal." He wasn't going to tell her to calm down. Because that was fucking stupid. This wasn't just something she could rein in or switch off; Helena was growing a whole human inside of her and that took a significant toll.

"You're alright, sweetheart. Let it out... okay? I'm here if you need me." He moved from his squat in front of the couch to sitting on it so he could hold her in his arms. If she didn't want to be touched right now, Leon would not take offense. He didn't hold on too tightly in case she wished to pull away and have some space. She was overwhelmed and that was okay, normal even.

[condortoroost]

Leon’s day off!

[alpharedfield]

“You look different in the morning. Softer.” (Leon)

THE MORNING AFTER ↳ quiet afterglow

Leon was lying in his bed staring up at the ceiling. Pensive. Reflecting on the events leading up to the passionate night he'd spent with Helena. Really, it shouldn't have been a surprise given what happened a couple of months back and the growing bond they shared because of it. There was chemistry there... Undeniably so. Sexual compatibility as well. He almost shuddered upon remembering how wild things had gotten last night.

He'd felt strongly about seeing Ada in China but not in the way he expected—they shared history over Raccoon City and Spain but nothing else beyond that. She wasn't meant for someone like him. 'You haven't changed, you just think you have.' She was right on the nose with that one. But the woman in red wasn't the one he was thinking about upon waking up. She was no more than a passing thought in his mind nowadays.

The sound of Helena's voice gently pulled him back into the present. He shifted his arms behind his head as he turned to look at her. "Do I...?" he chuckled. The man rolled over to lie on his side so they were face to face, offering his hand with the palm facing forward so she could make contact in return. Playing with each other's fingers, lacing them and exchanging caresses. Absentminded but gentle touches. A sort of shy tenderness.

"I had a really good time. Was just thinkin'..." He wet his lips then continued in a soft, tentative tone, "-we could make this a regular thing? If you think it's a good idea."

[alpharedfield]

Seeing folks talking about Ethan reminds me how much I've been wanting to get into my post-Village AU verse where he regenerates some time after the village is destroyed (don't ask for the science behind it!) and he's got molded abilities thanks to no longer having his organically human body (he stills looks the same, just with shaggy hair and a beard). He can mutate when he feels threatened and later gains more control over this transformation. There's other abilities he could have but hasn't realized them yet since he's been laying low. He's a fugitive on the run from The Connections as well as any anti-bioterrorism organization that knows about him and while he wants to see his daughter so badly, doesn't risk trying to contact Mia or Chris. He's lowkey terrified of being experimented on or killed (which is why the BSAA had his family relocate several times and isolated them in Europe in the first place). He takes up manual labor jobs in the US to get by and tries to live as normally as he can.

This is just a rough summary of the verse and I'd love the opportunity to write more of Ethan.

If anyone is interested and would like to plot a thing, please feel free to reach out! Oh, and you can drop a comment here if you want Ethan in your inbox (memes or unprompted asks)!

[alpharedfield]

“If you want space, say it. Don’t make me guess.”

THE MORNING AFTER ↳ we need to talk... or not

Leon paused in pouring his coffee, but only for a few seconds. He was helping himself to the complimentary breakfast cart that had been wheeled into the hotel room not long after they'd woken up. There was a generous amount of food and drinks provided, something he was grateful for. He was always hungry the morning after. "No space needed. Just didn't think the silence had to be filled in," he finally replied, throwing a glance at the other man. The mask had come off during the night, literally.

He was handsome yet average-looking in the sense he wouldn't stand out in a crowd. Probably what he aimed for anyway. Leon wasn't going to ask questions—that was none of his business. Let the guy be an enigma. He was entitled to his privacy just as Leon was. "I didn't catch a name." Or an alias. His own identity was no secret but he had the feeling his one-night stand wasn't the type to kiss and tell. A change in topic, something easy and unintrusive. "... How do you like your coffee?"

[thunderousmemes]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 — 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

(soft light, tangled sheets, and the kind of silence that says everything)

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖

“You’re awake… I was wondering how long you’d let me watch you sleep.”

“Stay here a little longer. Just like this.”

“Your heartbeat feels calmer than it did last night.”

“You look different in the morning. Softer.”

“I could get used to waking up like this.”

“Don’t go yet… the bed gets cold without you.”

𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊… 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓

“…So, are we pretending that didn’t happen?”

“Be honest—do you regret it?”

“This wasn’t supposed to happen between us.”

“I don’t know what this means. Do you?”

“If you want space, say it. Don’t make me guess.”

“We crossed a line last night, didn’t we?”

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒, 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 & 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒

“You should’ve heard yourself last night.”

“Keep looking at me like that and we’ll never leave this room.”

“If you keep touching me, round two is happening whether you like it or not.”

“Want me to remind you how you begged?”

“We really broke the bedframe, didn’t we?”

“I’m not done with you. Not even close.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏

“Last night felt… different.”

“I didn’t expect to fall asleep in your arms.”

“Tell me you don’t regret it.”

“I don’t want this to be a one-time thing.”

“Why does this feel like more than it should?”

“If I kiss you again… it’s because I mean it.”

𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐘 & 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃

“We really shouldn’t have done that.”

“Someone’s going to notice we’re both missing.”

“This is going to make everything harder.”

“We’re in trouble if anyone finds out.”

“I don’t know how to act around you now.”

“Last night changed something—whether we admit it or not.”

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅-𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏

“You stole all the blankets again.”

“I made coffee… but don’t ask me how drinkable it is.”

“Shower with me? Save water?”

“You look cute when you’re confused and half-awake.”

“Breakfast or round two? Choose wisely.”

“Please tell me you remember last night… because I definitely do.”

[alpharedfield]

I made soup. It's not great. Eat it anyway. (leon!)

STAY HOME WITH ME

Blue eyes opened when she spoke but they were bleary under the bright lighting of the kitchen. He had his head propped up on the table, fist nestled to cheek, while the sounds of Grace moving about became background noise. It was hard to focus when he felt as though his brain had been reduced to slurry and his limbs weighed too much.

A steaming bowl was set before him, replete with an ample amount of egg noodles and carrots. He smelled the chicken right away and fortunately, it was appealing despite his lack of an appetite. With her watching, Leon picked up the spoon she handed him and scooped the first mouthful. Metal clinked gently against ceramic in the process.

Leon blew on it then attempted to eat. "I like it, really. Can't go wrong with chicken noodle soup." He appreciated the effort she put into this. It wasn't everyday someone made food for him. "I would kiss you, but... you know."

[alpharedfield]

"You're a terrible patient and somehow I still want to be the one doing this." — Claire to Leon. Please stop doing sick (literally) flips into bed.

STAY HOME WITH ME

Leon offered his wife an apologetic smile. He was tired and achy and he should be resting but he was stubborn. He wanted to be close to her; it made him feel less miserable to have her within arm's reach. It was much too late for him to keep his distance to prevent her from getting sick as well. She'd been sick weeks prior and he'd taken care of her then, germs be damned. "... Thanks for the soup. It helps." He slurped another spoonful of warm broth, catching a bit of chicken as he did and carefully chewing it.

His stomach was no longer rejecting food as it had the day before. He deemed it safer to avoid sugar and caffeine until he'd recovered, lest he upset it again. "Love you," Leon told her with a toothy smile and squinted eyes—silly even when sick with the flu. Then he picked up a piece of the fresh bakery bread she'd plated for him, dipped it in the bowl for a few seconds and ate slowly. Already he was dreaming of when he was well enough to cook up a steak dinner for them as thanks. Steak and mashed potatoes.

[mythshire]

⋆ · 𖤓 · ⋆ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 ··· a collection of soup gone cold and blankets shared, the intimacy of being cared for when you are at your worst. genre: romance, hurt and comfort, soft angst, domestic.

You're burning up. Don't argue with me. Get back in bed.

I made soup. It's not great. Eat it anyway.

You should have called me the moment you started feeling like this.

Stop trying to get up. There is nothing on this earth that needs you upright right now.

I found three blankets and a hot water bottle. Pick your combination.

You look terrible. I mean that with so much love.

Let me take your temperature. Stop being difficult about the thermometer.

I cancelled everything. Don't apologize. I wanted to be here.

You fell asleep mid-sentence. I stayed anyway. I hope that's okay.

Drink the tea. Yes, all of it. I'll make more.

I've been checking on you every hour. You keep telling me to go home. I keep not going.

Your voice sounds awful. Rest it. We can talk tomorrow.

I'm not going anywhere. Stop thanking me for staying.

You hate being taken care of. I know. Do it for me anyway.

The fever broke. I don't think you know how relieved I am right now.

Sleep. I'll be right here. I'll wake you up if anything changes.

I brought your favourite thing from the place on the corner. Don't cry. Please don't cry.

You're a terrible patient and somehow I still want to be the one doing this.

I know you think you're being a burden. You are not a burden.

Let me sit with you. I don't need to talk. I just don't want you to be alone.

You tried to make your own tea and you could barely stand up. Sit down. I've got it.

I've seen you strong. This doesn't make you weak. It just makes you human.

You smell like fever and you still somehow look like everything to me.

Lay your head here. Right here. I've got nowhere I need to be.

I brought every movie you've ever mentioned. We have time.

You're mumbling in your sleep. I'm not going to tell you what you said.

I changed the sheets while you were in the shower. Don't make it weird.

You need to eat something real. I know you don't want to. Eat something real.

I've been sitting in this chair for four hours. I'd do it four more.

Stop apologizing for being sick. People get sick. Let me help you.

Your hands are cold. Give them here. I'll warm them up.

I found the medicine in the back of the cabinet. Take it. All of it. Don't negotiate.

You're not inconveniencing me. Taking care of you is exactly where I want to be.

I didn't know you got like this when you were sick. Softer. I like knowing this about you.

You asked for me. Out of everyone, you asked for me. I haven't stopped thinking about that.

The heating pad is on the lowest setting. Tell me if you need it warmer.

I'm not leaving until your temperature is normal. Make your peace with that.

You cried a little when the soup was too hot to eat yet. I pretended not to notice.

I've never seen you let anyone take care of you before. I'm honoured. I mean that.

Your hair is a mess. Can I? Is that okay? Let me just — there.

You keep saying you're fine every time I check and you are so obviously not fine.

This is the third night in a row. I'm not going anywhere. Stop looking at me like that.

You're delirious and still trying to be funny. It's working. Please stop, I'm worried about you.

I learned how to make your mother's recipe. It took three attempts. Don't tell her.

There's nowhere I'd rather be than right here, even like this. Especially like this.

You always take care of everyone else. Just this once, let someone take care of you.

I left the light on in the hall in case you woke up scared. I remember you mentioned that once.

I'm here. I've got you. Just rest. Everything else can wait.

[thunderousmemes]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 — 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

(soft light, tangled sheets, and the kind of silence that says everything)

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖

“You’re awake… I was wondering how long you’d let me watch you sleep.”

“Stay here a little longer. Just like this.”

“Your heartbeat feels calmer than it did last night.”

“You look different in the morning. Softer.”

“I could get used to waking up like this.”

“Don’t go yet… the bed gets cold without you.”

𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊… 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓

“…So, are we pretending that didn’t happen?”

“Be honest—do you regret it?”

“This wasn’t supposed to happen between us.”

“I don’t know what this means. Do you?”

“If you want space, say it. Don’t make me guess.”

“We crossed a line last night, didn’t we?”

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒, 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 & 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒

“You should’ve heard yourself last night.”

“Keep looking at me like that and we’ll never leave this room.”

“If you keep touching me, round two is happening whether you like it or not.”

“Want me to remind you how you begged?”

“We really broke the bedframe, didn’t we?”

“I’m not done with you. Not even close.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏

“Last night felt… different.”

“I didn’t expect to fall asleep in your arms.”

“Tell me you don’t regret it.”

“I don’t want this to be a one-time thing.”

“Why does this feel like more than it should?”

“If I kiss you again… it’s because I mean it.”

𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐘 & 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃

“We really shouldn’t have done that.”

“Someone’s going to notice we’re both missing.”

“This is going to make everything harder.”

“We’re in trouble if anyone finds out.”

“I don’t know how to act around you now.”

“Last night changed something—whether we admit it or not.”

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅-𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏

“You stole all the blankets again.”

“I made coffee… but don’t ask me how drinkable it is.”

“Shower with me? Save water?”

“You look cute when you’re confused and half-awake.”

“Breakfast or round two? Choose wisely.”

“Please tell me you remember last night… because I definitely do.”

[mrskennedih]

Feral.

[alpharedfield]

colliding with a wall, then each other's lips. manhandling that agent, a lil (leon)

KISS & TELL

Leon knew while watching Zeno make his grand escape via helicopter from the collapse of ARK that it wouldn't be the last time they encountered each other. He'd survived, lived to plot future machinations in the name of The Connections. It annoyed the agent how there was this... allure to Zeno that created conflicting emotions within him; the warring elements of dislike and attraction that was a storm of his own making. Leon wanted to touch him in ways he could never voice to another soul. However, he told himself that he would not hesitate to chop Zeno's arm off entirely next time and finish the job.

Easier said than done, he supposed. Because when they saw each other again Leon did, in fact, hesitate. He thought about reaching for his firearm but stayed his own hand. They stared at each other a good while then Zeno approached with purposeful strides. It triggered Leon's fight or flight yet he found himself somewhere in between the two when the men made contact, gloved hands pushing hard until his back collided with the wall. A quiet oof escaped just before Zeno's mouth crushed against his.

Apparently, the mysterious man had time to spare for him now.

Leon's reaction was delayed. Finally, the adrenaline kicked in, surging through him as though he were engaged in a life or death battle. He gripped Zeno by the lapels of what was probably a ridiculously expensive suit jacket and tensed up like he was going to shove the other man away with a follow-up of violence. It became a struggle of putting distance between them or pulling each other closer. Leon couldn't really help the fact that this was turning him on. Decision made, Leon swapped positions so he was in charge.

He had Zeno pinned between him and the wall now. He was using at least a small fraction of his strength in a display of dominance, refusing to drop his guard completely even as they kissed with bruising force. His breathing was labored, strangled at points almost. He hated that if he was demanded in that moment, Leon would drop to his knees on the spot like a good little agent and have his mouth on another part of Zeno entirely. For now, he gave in to this guilty pleasure and pressed both lips and hips to his enemy.

The regret could hit him at a later time.

[ohisms]

‪‪❤︎‬ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 !    (  a  collection  of  75+ kisses.   feel free to specify the initiating muse.   potentially mature content within.  UPDATED 02/25 !  )

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.

pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare,  spin the bottle,  etc ).

kissing your lover to show you forgive them.

a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.

an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.

a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.

lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.

kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.

a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.

a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.

a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.

a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.

heated kisses while tugging on their hair.

abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.

a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.

distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.

standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.

kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.

a kiss while being reunited after a long time.

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.

a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.

kissing your lover to take away their pain.

colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.

a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.

a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight.

a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.

an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.

kissing them to shut them up.

urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.

kissing your lover just above their waistband.

kissing your partner to seal a marriage.

pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.

a possessive kiss to stake a claim.

a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.

kissing the top of their head as you hold them.

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.

a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.

a kiss that means absolutely nothing.

kissing the swell of your lover's breast.

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.

sensual kisses down the length of their back.

kissing them to confess your true feelings.

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.

a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss.

an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.

kissing your partner after they've given you head.

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.

a kiss after receiving good news.

an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.

crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends.

a kiss shared between enemies during combat.

a kiss that smears blood everywhere.

kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort.

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.

kisses while pulling them into your lap.

a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.

a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.

holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.

a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.