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Chapter 3: Jill!!

Chris Redfield x Male Reader

Summary: You’re back in business!! But sadly one of your friends is out of it.

You slowly begin to open your eyes as you look around. You yawn as you sit up. You sit there for a moment thinking about everything. You sigh as you grab your burner calling Jill. 

“Yello” She answers in a new outfit. “New fit huh?” “You know it.” You laugh “I can start heading over if you want.” She quirks an intrigued eyebrow. “You sure?” She asks sincerely looking at you with that same old slight smile. You nod as she sighs. “Alright, you know where we are take your time.” She waves than hangs up. 

You crack your neck as you put comfy clothes on as you begin walking to S.T.A.R.S. You open the door the smell of coffee abusing your nostrils. Your face scrunches as you walk towards the front desk.

A  man with brown hair and a cold face comes up to you. “Can I help you?” He asks in a stern tone. You nod showing him your badge. “Is Jill here?” You ask looking around. “Welcome back Mr.L/n, I’ll call her down.” He grabs the phone dialing her number as they begin talking. 

Finally he sets the phone down. He salutes you and walks the other way. 

“Well thanks for not keeping us waiting.”

 You see Jill next to Chris as his eyes go wide. You waved and smiled as you could see a light blush dust his skin. Allergies maybe. 

“Alright get your ass up here General L/n we got some shit to do.” Jill makes a hand motion as you follow. You give a wink to Chris as you continue following Jill. 

“Here it is.” She pulls out a uniform as she hands it to you. It was a green suit with a black hat, it had golden circles around its wrists and your badges. Your old uniform. “You’re old ass better make do with this.” She laughs flicking your forehead as you slap her hand away with a smile. 

She walked away letting you put the uniform on. You looked great. You smoothed the suit out rubbing away any invisible flaws. You grinned in the mirror as you waved to Jill. 

You walk down the stairs next to Jill as you look at Chris with a bright smile. “Look at you Chris! You look amazing.” “I can say the same.” He smiles as Jill rolls her eyes playfully. 

“I’m gonna give you the benefit of the doubt and hope your ass can still fight.” She presses a finger into your chest. You nod as you 3 get into a car as other people begin to follow.

 “So what’s going on?” You ask crossing your legs “Weskers trying to take over the world and we called you here for your fighting skills and your relationship with him. You guys were best friends and you can’t deny it.” You knew she was right and so did everyone else. 

You all arrive safely to a familiar look mansion. You sigh cracking your neck. 

Finally you guys reach a entrance with a bit of commotion. You made it through a bunch of zombies, you’ve got this. You continued stretching as you all went in. There were zombies of course.

 You had your gun ready and so did Chris and Jill. The amount of teamwork they had was incredible, you missed having that. To be fair, you missed them. 

You guys finally made it to a room. You looked on the floor to see Spencer dead. Not like you cared he was an ass and had it coming. You tighten your face up as you see Wesker facing a window. He turns around and for a moment you could see a look of shock in his hidden eyes. 

“L/n.” He spoke “Wesker.” You said with malice. He laughs as he walks around. “Never thought you’d act on this, than again you were the type of man to play around with your intrusive thoughts.” You say with a slight smirk as his own drops. 

You turn the safety off your gun as Chris and Jill watch your little argument. He rushes into you with a punch as you quickly block it. “Still punch like a little boy huh?” One thing Al couldn’t stand was someone mocking him. Chris and Jill start firing their guns. Wesker knew he couldn’t go after you, he’d get to angry from your snarky remarks and lose focus. He’d also just lose. 

He decided to go after Chris. You noticed they always had a great relationship before you left. Not now. Chris and Wesker got a lot of good punches in as the zombies started piling outside the door. “Jill, help Chris!!!!” You shout shooting at the incoming zombies, she nods. It was a split second, you turned around to see Wesker about to kill Chris as Jill rushes into him knocking him out the window. 

Chris scurried up as you follow finishing the rest of the zombies with lazy shots from behind. “Jill!!” Chris shouts out from below. “Fuck, fuck fuck!!” You shout slamming your gun down. 

Maybe you were rusty…?

@whateverthefuckyouwantiguess @allen-444 🙌 hopefully this is decent

I need everyone to reblog this please. This is about my kiddo's safety. THIS IS ABOUT THE PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL WELLBEING OF A CHILD. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SPREAD THIS SHIT LIKE WILDFIRE

My kiddo and i need your help now more than ever before.

2 years ago, my child was assaulted by their paternal father during his visitation time with them. I will not go into detail about what happened because it is incredibly disturbing and gruesome, but they ended up in the hospital. I tried to press charges, but the charges were dropped because they could not find the weapon that was used.

After it happened, i took the paternal father back to court and I was able to win sole legal and sole physical custody of my kiddo.

The paternal father is once again, trying to take custody of them. They do not want to see their father, they want absolutely nothing to do with him. They are 11 years old now and I feel that they are old enough to make that choice and that it should be respected.

I need help raising $$ for a lawyer and court fees so that i can fight this and protect them. I do not want them to be further traumatized by being forced to see their paternal father against their will. Please, please help me protect them. Help my kiddo stay safe.

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PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE IF YOU CANNOT DONATE THEN PLEASE REBLOG!!!!!!

OMG 8 MONTHS???

I think you’re entitled to financial compensation 😭

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If I caught myers on the table in that position I won’t be able to control myself. Amen 🙏

I fucking hate my parents sometimes I wish someone could just take me away

Wtf kind of special am I supposed to do 🤨 @brandnewhuman @morwap

Who’s your daddy?

Pre entity Evan x Male! Reader

Daddy kink, dry humping, exibistionist, Crying, humiliation, non-con/ dub-con and degradation

Moans sound out through the estate as you sit on Mr.Macmillan’s bed, he was humping your foot as the fine leather hit that spot perfectly. 

“Pathetic Macmillan. Humping your Daddy’s Business Partner. Have some better standard rich boy.” He whimpers as he grabs your thigh closing his eyes tightly. 

“Ngh~ n-not p-pathetic mhm!” He moans out as he continues rutting against your expensive leather shoe. He shakes around your leg as he starts moaning more vigorously.

“Take your pants off Macmillan.” He take his pants off as he drags his bare cock on your shoe. His dick was drenched in pre and aching for release.

 His tip was a light pink as a bit of purple shows at the slit because of how rough you were earlier. “G-gonna gonna f-fuck- daddy~.” Your eyes go wide as you look down at him as he continues humping your foot. 

You start laughing maniacally as he looks up at you confused. “Daddy?! Daddy!! Ha! Pathetic! We’re in your dads room where he could walk in anytime and you call me fucking daddy?!” You say laughing

He starts crying from the humiliation as you laugh at him. “Come on hump daddy’s expensive shoes you worthless whore.” He starts to get close as his moans go up in volume. 

“D-daddy fuck, gonna cum all over daddy’s shoes, gonna cum all over daddy’s shoes fuck, fuck, fuck mHM~ Daddy oh~ cuMMING?!” He moans out as his tongue lols out his mouth with a drawn out moan. 

As he starts to come down from his high. You pick your foot up looking at his creamy cum on the linen shoe. “Lick.” You say as he grabs your shoe licking it. “Mhm, good boy such a good boy for daddy.” You rub his hair as he heavily breathes.

ITS YOUR FATHER HERE REQUESTING. I'm literally dying for some angsty content with Michael or Thomas.

Maybe how they would try to earn their trust

OR IF YOU FEEL LIKE DRAWING

THE SLASHER HANDS. OR A THOMAS FANART BRO IDK WHATEVER YOU WANT TO GIVE ME I WILL BE HAPPY WITH IT

Hopefully I’ve pleased you papa 😍please enjoy 🌝 @brandnewhuman

Micheal and Thomas watching you die

Gender neutral reader x Thomas and Micheal (separate)

Tw: blood, death tears and angst😔

Micheal Myers

“M-Micheal.” You choke out as blood rushes from your mouth. You look down to see his knife through your stomach. His own eyes go wide realizing his mistake. You slump over him holding him to keep you stable he holds on tightly to you as he thinks what to do about your bleeding stomach. “I-I..” he puts his hand over your mouth telling you to be quiet. At first he almost stabbed you in you’re heart but due to your experience with dating a serial killer you managed to dodge and let him hit your stomach so you had more time to bid your farewells. He was trying to hit a victim but they managed to use you as a shield. You started coughing up more blood Micheal was debating on what the fuck to do. He couldn’t take you to a hospital they’d lock him up and he couldn’t see you. He also couldn’t pull his knife out because you’d bleed out even more. “M-Mikey, baby y-you have to go.” You groan out. “They escaped and I d-don’t want anyone f-finding y-you.” He looks down at you with as much sympathy as his cold heart can muster. “Do you understand.” You say “but-“ “DO YOU UNDERSTAND MICHEAL!?” You shout out as your adrenaline starts rushing. He looks down at you sadly as you smash your lips against his. “H-here.” You grab a necklace from off your necklace wrapping it around his neck. “I’ll see you Micheal now go baby.” You kiss him once more as he hugs you tightly before rushing off for his victim leaving you on the floor bleeding out. “This is not good at all…” you choke out before closing your eyes. 

Thomas Hewitt

“Tommy baby,” you groan out dragging yourself to his room as your bleeding body aches. You were on the floor a victim slashed your knees and started stabbing you profusely. They probably thought you had cruel intentions just like the Hewitt’s minus Tommy. You inch yourself closer and closer to his door as everything starts to go black. You grab a notepad of his using your blood to write something. You take grab the ring you got him from your pocket. You were gonna propose but apparently the world had other plans. You finish up your bloodied writing as you hug his notepad tightly tears slipping out as you smile sadly. You breathe a final breath as you close your eyes with the notepad slipping out your bloodied hands. Tommy’s looking everywhere for you as he sees a trail of blood leading towards his room. He rushes in looking around as his whole world goes black. Your on the floor without a pulse. He rushes over to you tears in your eyes as he cries. He looks in your hand to see his note pad he picks it up as he looks at your sloppy bloody handwriting. ‘Since I couldn’t do it the way I wanted I thought I’d do this. I wanted to thank you for being mine through highs and lows for being there for me. Know Tommy I’ll be with you till you don’t need me anymore. I’ll be with you every step of the way. Take this ring as an apology, at first it was a proposal but I believe the world had different plans. So I’ll ask you, will you marry me? That’s all I have to say I love you forever. I’ll see you on the flip side.” At this point there are tears not stopping they continue to fall as he grabs the ring slipping it on and grabbing your lifeless body crying into you. It was almost the same.