Whoever Was Responsible For The Kiss Scene At Larian...

ethan winters? carlos oliveira? leon kennedy? luis sera? chris redfield?

i can take all of them. but not in a fight

I want to write for him but ive got such writers block

“My child is completely fine” your child wants to get their back blown by a 60+ year old man with a former addiction problem

Me and that one guy that’s not real

(I’ll be the knight if I have too.)

If I were in silent hill, I wouldn't be hiding from Pyramid Head, he'll be hiding from me. Ima chase after his ass like:

we actually don’t talk about this enough

In my restless dreams, I see that meow

#Wouldtakecareofthat #Wouldtreatthatreallywell #Wouldlovethatwithmyentiresoul #Needthat

A Proper Husband

To Know: wife!reader is shorter than Arthur , fluff and fluff only mwuah

When Arthur came back to the camp from the mayor's party in St Denis, you were all over him. His hair was combed, his suit was tailored nicely, everything you didn't think your mud loving husband could become.

He came back a few hours after dinner and you gasped at the mere sight of him. "Who is this handsome, proper and dressed up fellow?" You gush, walking up to him to adjust his blazer. He chuckles as a response, standing still so you could admire him longer. "Your husband, ma'am." He clears his throat and plays along, ears warm and stomach tingly from the sudden affection.

"Ah! And you combed!" You gush even more, pulling his tall stature down to press kisses all over his face, tickled by his stubble. And he squints everytime you brush your lips near his eyes. You're just not used to seeing him all cleaned up for a party, the last time you did was your wedding and unfortunately, it only lasted for a while!

"Get a room." John sneers as he walks past the two of you. You finally stop kissing him and cup his face gently. You were about to say something again but the setting was just perfect. Javier was singing and playing his guitar, and everyone in camp was either getting ready for bed or dancing with one another.

"I would love to be danced by a suited man once in a while." You grin cheekily, tip toeing your fingers up his shoulder. He laughs as a response, quick to grab your hands on his shoulder to bring you closer to the source of the music.

You both swung with each other, danced left and right, maybe stepped on one another's foot once or twice and tracked dirt all over his expensive dress pants. But at least you had a great time with the love of your life. And it's not often you see your husband in a clean getup!

And so, your night consisted of countless kisses and giggles, dancing and singing. You couldn't have had it any other way.