the days do not feel real.

if i look back, i am lost

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the days do not feel real.
heian sukuna
Where is Jake in part 9? He has a lot of things to do at home :3333333333
mogged the whole franchise.
leon awakened as a zombie when he heard an innocent person (claire) in trouble because at his core he just wanted to help people🥹
also he is NOT all there so claire has to be the strategist AND tank🙂↕️ sherry has never been friends with a zombie before so she’s excited
Lil bro thinks he’s gonna pick up Bravo team and dip out
thinking about waking up before chris during the early hours of the morning, sunlight peeking through the curtains and falling on his bare skin. watching his back rise and fall with each breath, soft fingers tracing a line across the curves and divets of muscle, relaxed in the comfort of his home. gaze running up the length of his face, following the curve of his jaw, lined with stubble, only to stop at his eyes, tranquil in the stillness of sleep. wishing you could have him like this always.
Happy 30th anniversary!
Have an old sketch <3
Suit study pt 2 - ft. Internet S3x Symbol Reigen
15 min foreshortening practice ect
THIS IS THE ENDING WHERE YOU FINALLY FIND YOUR WAY HOME | CHRIS REDFIELD X READER
the curtain shifts in his periphery, the fabric falling back into place as he closes the door to his truck behind him, hiking his bag up his shoulder. he smiles to himself, steps a little lighter as he walks up to the front door. the keys jingle as he unpockets them, and he hears a squeal on the other side, the patter of footsteps. as he opens the door, it's the smell that hits him first, the air warm and thick with scents of cocoa and vanilla, a sign that you've baked something. it's the bundle of joy sitting on the floor of the entryway that hits him second, wrapped up in a bear onesie and drooling through her giggles.
“dada!” the baby screams as he sets his bag down beside him. arms reaching up, body bouncing in excitement. she calls for him again and again, each instance a pitch higher than the last, happy to see her father back home. and chris can't ever deny the child, wrapped around her finger since he first set eyes on her. so he makes quick work of pulling off his shoes, glancing around all the while for another presence. shrugs off his jacket and drops it onto his bag before stepping out of the foyer. squatting down, he grabs her by the waist and pulls her up to hold against his chest.
"Loki will go. Atreus...Atreus remains."
baby in his little beanie.