#mithanberg

[kibblething]

hello mithanberg community

[bitchfitch]

idk what flavor of au this is but I had fun

[rallamajoop]

Resident Evil Village

NC-17, 5,152 words (this part), 83,216 words words (so far)

“So,” Mia begins, a strange, almost sing-song quality to her voice, “You want my husband.” Well, good of her not to wait until he was drinking something to drop that bombshell.

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[eeleye-mcshitposts]

new shipping trope: third wheeling so hard that it turns into a polycule

[eliasvwood]

Favorite Ethan Winters ship?

Mithan

Wintersberg

Winterfield

Lethan

Mithanberg

Mithanfield

Leon x Ethan x Mia

Voting ended onDec 21, 2024

[a-slut-for-leon-kennedy]

Headcanon/AU (everyone survived and lives happily except maybe Miranda) where Rose immediately gets attached to Karl and gets good vibes from him and is like, “third parent!!” Or something and Ethan and Mia are like, “huh ok” and accept this immediately,,, Karl is VERY CONFUSED,,,,

Slow burn or maybe just confused fall into romance for the three but FAST AF fall into family territory since Rose was like “papa :)” 5 minutes after everything was over

[kiwisdrawings]

they should all cuddle and be happy :]

[dovesanctuarydonotkill]

fulfilling my desire to write my favorite babygirl doing this (mithanberg) (smut)

Hey remember when I said I was going to do a Karl centric one and I couldn’t think of anything? Well I thought of something. It’s self indulgent. 

phone sex, edging, pillow humping, exhib

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Karl woke up in the middle of an empty bed, painfully hard, and he almost forgot why until he got a call from Ethan.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” Ethan said, his deep, velvety voice making Karl leak and further stain his already stained underwear. “Have fun last night?”

Karl whined.

“Thought so. I’m at work and I’ve got some free time to talk you through it,” Ethan said.

“Oh, good, I finally get to—“

“No you don’t. Not until we’re all three together again this evening. First edge is with me. Mia will be back after lunch to help you. But at any other point you have to tide yourself over, all on your own. You can rub yourself or hump a pillow, anything. As long as you don’t cum. Got it?”

Karl moaned. “I got it…”

“Now, are you still in bed?”

Karl spent his entire morning home alone, edged and dripping and thinking of how Ethan told him to touch himself over the phone, how Ethan and Mia spent hours stroking him and never letting him cum. He ate breakfast, staring at the stain on his crotch, and went back to bed to edge some more, rubbing himself through his stained underwear until it felt too good. Mia came home to ride him, using him as her own personal toy without letting him cum, and then she had to take care of Rose. Karl would stay in bed since he wasn’t exactly presentable today, not that he minded, he could lay on his stomach and hump the mattress until that felt too good.

He was in the middle of straddling a pillow, pushing his clothed bulge and stained underwear into it repeatedly when Ethan came in. He froze at the sudden shock of being walked in on; this was supposed to be a private moment, and Ethan awkwardly started to back out.

“Wait,” Karl said, maybe a bit too over-the-top.

“You holding up okay?” Ethan asked.

Karl nodded.

“Still waiting for us?” Ethan asked.

“I can’t wait much longer,” Karl said.

“That’s a good boy, Karl,” Ethan said, coming over to put an arm around his waist and kiss him.

“What were you saying about a show everyone can enjoy?” he whispered into Karl’s ear before giving it a gentle bite.

“Ethan…” Karl warned. “If you touch, I’m gonna…”

“Oh, I see,” he said, backing off.

Mia walked in, also keeping her hands off Karl and just watching him, but Karl’s embarrassment at being watched started to get too bad.

“I can’t anymore…” he panted. “Need you to touch me…”

“But your fun would be over so fast,” Mia said. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” Karl exclaimed.

“It shouldn’t take too long,” Ethan said, caressing his back. Mia caressed his chest, and it didn’t take much for Karl to shudder apart, climaxing in his underwear and on the pillow.

“I was right,” Ethan said. Mia laughed and held him close.

“I’m never edging that long again,” Karl panted.