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diiebu · 3 months
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His favourite subordinate
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philipreadart-blog · 5 months
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Quick-ish Claire Redfield drawing! I dont care if its a Code Veronica remake or a new title, I want more Claire in Resident Evil!
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regyman · 5 months
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The Raccoon squad! Just two goofs trying their best to not die.
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geksuroll · 5 months
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just me fooling around; i saw a meme with a doggo and a froggo, so here it is~
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totallytoby22 · 1 month
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reposting this again cause I realized I have free will and can technically just...make my paintings digital so here's Chris again (would anyone buy prints...)
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My “Kinktober” day 3
Chris’s Accident (hands + uniform)
Chris Redfield was a soldier working for the BSAA, while he was an extremely strong soldier, he was also very angry almost all the time.
it was easy for him to quickly get frustrated, you were his assigned (Male) nurse and you saw him in every emotion there was
You've seen him when he was upset, when he was angry, when he was sad, when he was confused and mostly when he was in heat, you'd always know because of the puppy eyes he'd give you at certain positions
Besides that he would always make sly flirty comments about how he loved seeing you in your uniform and whenever you had to be handsy, he always complimented your hands. He would go on and on about how soft they were and how much he liked when you touched him.
Chris was very simple, for almost any problem he had, he would vent to you about things that upset him and even when he was angry. It was just being close friends with him. but to him it meant much more, you didn't realize it until you started to see how he was reacting recently.
he started to come in for the smallest of injuries, even coming just for "check up" you got the feeling that he did it on purpose because he knew you'd have to touch him all over to find his “injury”
he came in again for a small injury and you knew you were about to get a wild story from how he walked in, his face was already red with anger. He came into the room and closed the door behind him. You listened to him rant and you patch up some scrape he got, and after he was done you asked if he had anything else that needed to be checked. He had a bad fall and wanted you to check his thigh for a bruise.
as he stood up and you kneeled to unbuckled his pants, you glanced upwards and Chris looked away with red cheeks. you pulled down his pants and even as he was soft there was a large bulge in his boxers, you had to stay professional so you didn't comment on it
"ok this might sting" you warn, you gently rub up and down his left leg, he had no reaction. you switch over to the right side and he grunts when your hand passes over his right thigh
"fuck, be gentle would you?" he suggested,
"i did tell you it might sting" you reply, you grab some solution and take some of it into your hand
"this will be cold, but you'll feel better ok?" you warn, chris nods
"Just go slow ok?" he asks, you nod in agreement and slowly rub the sore spot on his thigh, you expected him to curse and maybe even grip onto something but, he reacted much differently. he grunted, but not the pain kind, the gratifying kind
"dont stop.. fuck" he muttered under his breath
"Feeling better already?" you ask sarcastically
"much...better" he replied breathily, you couldn't not notice but he was getting hard, you were inches away from his crotch afterall. he looked down when he noticed that you noticed his boner, he quickly put his hands over it and turned out of embarrassment
"s- sorry, i didn't mean to do that" he muttered
"its fine, not the first time that's happened" you reassured, he turned back when you said that though
"Wait really? who?" he asked, you didn't expect him to get possesive about that
"well, half the people that come through here" you reply, chris turned back around
"so.. you don't mind?" he asks
"not at all" you state, you realized you were still on your knees and changed your position
"can i ask you something then?" he questioned
"Sure, what is it?" you reply, you got seated in your chair and chris on the examining bed. a few seconds passed before he spoke again, he twiddled his fingers and took a breathe before asking
"am i.. am i the biggest?" he asked, the question caught you off guard you even choked on your drink
"I'm sorry, the biggest what?" you asked
"am i the biggest bulge you've seen?" he asked, you were thinking of how to professionally answer the question without losing your job
"Well, i can't accurately comment on your.. size, since it's only a bulge" you reply
"want to see it accurately then?" he asked with a smirk, unfortunately while on the clock you have to decline.
"i.. How about we finish helping your thigh, we can continue this conversation another time" you state firmly, Chris sighs in disappointment and stands back up. you go back to rubbing the cold solution on his thigh and him grunting at the feeling, this time you notice a wet spot growing at the height of the bulge and chris was shuddering slightly, you stopped rubbing on the solution and just looked up at chris, his eyes were wide shut like he was concentrating.
"Chris?" you called, you were thinking off a few reasons why he was shuddering and none of them were good.
"Hey.. why'd you stop?" he asked when he opened his eyes to see yours peering back his bulge jumped.
"Chris i can't continue the procedure like this- your sentence was cut off by him pleading
"no no, please don't stop, please" he begged
"i.. okay" you didn't have much to say, so you do as Chris asked and keep rubbing his thigh.
Chris's groaning got harsh and the wet spot only got worse, there was a rule that you were allowed to "take care" of a patient if their erection was in their way, so you did just that.
Chris threw his head back immediately when he felt your cold hands wrap around his thickness
"Fuck.. fu- ng FUCK" he groaned as he painted your face, you didnt expect him to shoot that hard from just rubbing his thigh.
"Sorry I didn't mean to… Cum on you like that" he apologized, you couldn't really respond with how his fluids were all over your face but you waved it off. You did open your mouth to speak but some of the fluids dropping into your mouth stopped from speaking
Chris took notice and smirked. He was getting softer but he was still dripping, you found yourself licking at every drop that would slip down to your lips and you couldn't stop
“Taste good?” chris asked with a smirk, you reluctantly nodded
“Open wide, you get the last drop” he stated, you opened up your mouth and Chris squeezed the last drop of cum out of his cock and it dripped onto your tongue. After you swallowed Chris smirked again
“We should do this more often” he offered
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My favourite siblings ever.. miss them sm…
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tyrantmade · 1 year
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Chris Redfield | ' ALPHA DADDY ' pt.1
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vaesha-draecon · 9 days
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I felt that this was fitting so I made another edit, you're welcome
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Standing in a Nice Dress and Staring at The Sunset
Words: 580
Warnings: probably poor writing and OOC characters but whatever
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The fact that Chris canonically smokes is literally all I have going for his "bad-boy" persona because seriously, at least to me, he does not look like he ever could be a bad boy otherwise
Anyways, pictured Village Chris here because that's the only Chris that lives rent free in my brain (however Death Island and RE6 something like to be floating screens)
This was almost inspired by the video but I decided against it
This is the "Wildest Dreams" part of my 1989 event!
Anywho, enjoy
Love Z <3
Y/N rolled her eyes at her friends as they made her look around the bar for someone to convince to buy them drinks. She was about to turn and tell her friends to drink themselves when they landed on a guy all the way in the corner. He had a frame that was larger than the average person, his beer sat and looked abandoned by his side while he breathed in the cigarette in his hand.
She sighed and pointed at him, her friends giggling as she got up, one even saying something about; "Always go for the bad guys, they'll get you the drunkest."
She weaved through the people around the bar until she made her way to him, a small smile on her lips that were painted red. She slipped into the stool next to him and he raised a brow as she spoke. "Hi."
He flicked his cigarette into the ashtray by him before muttering his own greeting. Regret started to float in Y/N as she took a further look at him. The man in front of her looked exhausted, almost as if he had never known a good nights sleep in years. She glanced back at her friends who were all motioning for her to continue.
She ran a hand through her hair before holding it out to him, "Y/N. Saw you from the otherside of the bar and thought I'd come say hi."
He smirked and shook her hand, "Chris. Now did you notice me by accident or because you and your friends want free drinks?"
She chuckled awkwardly, "That obvious?"
"Kind of, yeah." He sniffed before smirking again, "But that's fine, I kinda like that."
She smiled and placed a tentative hand on his thigh, feeling drawn to him. "Good." She tilted her head to the side, "So--."
They talked until these words graced his lips, "Let's get out of here. Drive out from the crowds."
She smiled and nodded, all-the-while her brain thought about heaven couldn't help her now as nothing lasts forever.
And this was gonna take her down.
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She wished she knew how that got to here.
How harmlessly trying to convince a guy to buy her and her friends drinks got to her whispering in his hair that no one has to know what they did. How that made its way to his hands in her hair and clothes scattered around her room. How his voice became a familiar sound.
But it all did.
But she knew it wouldn't last forever. He even said it himself. He wasn't from here. He was bound to leave at any moment, but she just hoped he would remember her. That she would replay in his memories in that nice dress she wore the other night when they stared at the sunset together, her lips their now signature red.
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Even now, years later as she laid in bed, thinking about that man from so many years ago she wondered if he remembered her. She wondered if he would remember her in hindsight and remember being tangled up in her sheets all night while the rest of the world floated away. She wondered that even as he left her, the memory of her followed him around. That if he smelt something similar to her perfume, he would be taken back to the thought of her.
She prayed that Chris Redfield would remember her, even if it was just in his wildest dreams.
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ryssherry · 9 months
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little do we know. part 2
After you came back from meeting Jill, Chris was standing in front of your door. You knew something was up and you need to heard it out from him.
Chris Redfield x female reader
Context: fluff, proposal
PART 1 IS HERE 
https://www.tumblr.com/ryssherry/723288951966793728/little-do-we-know?source=share
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“Got some time?”
You eyed him with tired expression on your face. You just came home from breaking Jill’s heart and now you need to face Chris in the flesh. You thought you need a break from this.
But how can you refuse Chris?
You sighed. “Yeah...come on in.” you said as you opened the door. 
“Thanks.” Chris took of his boot and let himself in. He put the foods on your kitchen island while you hung your and Chris’s jacket on the coat rack and told him to make himself at home. 
Chris sat on the stool after setting up all the plates and cups for both of you to feast. Somehow in the corner of your heart, you felt relieve. Actually the tightness in your chest vanished as soon as you saw Chris in front of your doorstep. You just wanted to crash yourself onto him and cried on his chest uncontrollably.
And you knew if you did that it will only grow him a worry.
Plus, Chris sure does know you were hungry. The messing thoughts in your brain may disappeared after you fill up your tummy. Well, its though being a woman and you still didn’t have a proper dinner even after you went out.
“Come here. Let’s fill your grumbling tummy,” Chris said, teasingly as you were making your way to the island and took a seat in front of him. You gave him a death stare while he smirked.
“Did I disturb your activity tonight?” Chris asked since he didn’t text you beforehand that he was coming. You particularly didn’t know how to react either to say no or yes because you like it when he is around. Chris made you feel safe and comfortable but now you were a bit tired from the day. 
“No...not really I just planned to make myself a simple dinner when I’m home. By the way, thanks for the food though.” you smiled, appreciate his action.
“Not a problem.” 
You and Chris opened all the boxes that full of Chinese takeout. You couldn’t wait to taste some of the orange chicken since you didn’t even remember when was the last time you ate it. You rarely had it due to the distance from your home...or you just forget it exist.
“Oh, I forgot to ask. How long has you been on my doorstep? Why didn’t you text me first?” You questioned. Chris scratched the back of his neck, feeling embarrassed with his manners actually.
“Don’t worry. Its not that long. Just about 10 minutes worth seeing you at least. I didn’t text you beforehand because I thought I could make a surprise,” he lied in his first sentence. You curious about his words but you didn’t plan to ask him further when you were now dead hungry.
“What made you came here all the way? I thought you were busy,” you plated some fried rice into his plate. He seems delightful when you did that, thinking you prioritized him first. 
“I just wanted to see you. It’s been a while since I got my not so called ‘holiday’ so...yeah. I made some plans before coming back to base.” he explained as he poured orange juice into your cup. Lowkey you started to think that you were like a husband and wife, taking care of each other. You snapped yourself out of it quickly.
You grinned. Happy to heard about his idea and he acted like you hadn’t see him for years even though you guys last met was 3 months ago. 
“You sure wanna stick around me don’t cha?” you teased him back with a laugh. Chris let out a chuckled with you too which lighten up the atmosphere.
“You caught me red handed Ma’am.”
You shook your head along with a smirk on your face, feeling unbelievable to his joke.
“Dig in big guy.” you invited him. 
Chris and you ate and exchanged stories about your days. Chris let out his dissatisfaction about his latest mission and sometimes bragged about his skills to you. You laughed your heart out, entertained with his stories. He looked so passionate talking and making his mouth moves which sometimes left you amused.  
And deep down in your heart you realized how your talks with Jill and Chris were really contradicting. You thanked God for sending someone like Chris to brighten up your mood after your incident with Jill. You head felt lifted.  You were wiping the table clean after you had your feast when Chris suddenly asked you question that made you stood in silent.
His broad back was facing you while he washes the dishes in the sink.  “What was that?” you asked him back, worry if you had mistaken what you just heard. Chris dried off his hand and leaned over, his hands crossed on his wide chest. “I say... do you mind if we discuss something? I-I mean about us.” you looked Chris into his eyes. You thought you saw something in it which tells you that this is serious.  “Us?... yeah...sure,” you replied and both of you sat on your couch. Chris sat just a few inches away from you which you thought that you were in delusional when you can feel Chris’s body heat. 
You sat facing him and observed his behavior. “What is it Chris?” you spoke softly as you didn’t want to scare him. You put your hand above his, trying to reassure him.  Chris flipped his hand and grab yours instead, squeezing it slightly.  “I need to be completely honest with you. I cant wait any longer or any other day not telling you this. Not when I need to be back to the base in a short time.” he explained.
Your eye didn’t leave Chris’s face. He looked worry or...nervous? You can’t tell.
“Y/N, I love you...” he paused. Your eyes widen.
“This feeling had been so long since the first day I saw you with Rebecca. You are stunning in the way I can’t describe because I only feel it when you are around. You are an amazing woman besides all that I knew. Your soft heart, your savageness,” he smiled softly “and you. I...love you for being you, Y/N. You had me since the first time we met. So, please...” now he took your hand close to his chest, looking at you.  “...would you be mine?”  
That was when you didn’t know to expect the question or to be surprise with it. Chris squeezed your hand again which made you back to the earth. You looked down on your knees and then quickly turned your head to him, touched with what he said. Oh God, what do you deserve to get a man as sweet as Chris? You let out your breath for a second and smiled “What make you think I will not accept you Mr. Redfield?”  You chuckled a bit to calm him. He grinned ear to ear. His face was as red as a beet, happy to hear your answer.  “Really? Did I do something that you accepted me easily?” He still hold your hand. You put your head on his shoulder, smiling too.
“What easy? I had put a lot of test on you before this. Its just you who not notice,” you joked with him. 
“Really? Then I must be smart enough to pass all of your test, sweetheart.” He pinched you cheek playfully. The surrounding taste so much lighter and loving for both of you, spending your time with him and he claim you to be his before he needs to go for another mission. He was afraid that someone would take you way, especially from Carlos when he could see that he might have interest in you.  “Wait, wear this.” Chris suddenly pulled out a velvet box from his back. You just watching him and waiting in curious. A ring? But the box was a little bit big to be so. He opened the box and your jaw dropped.  “A bracelet?” You said in disbelief. You saw a glamorous silver bracelet with moon chain sparking with diamond. Chris stared at you with admiration and took the bracelet off the box and wore it on your left wrist as a sign of belonging. Your other hand cup your mouth as your tears started to drop one by one.
‘Seriously Lord what did I do to deserve him’ you cried in your heart.
“Chris...” your voice cracked from crying. Chris shushed you and caressed your hair lovingly. His eyes never left you with love.
“I bought the moon charm because it reminds me of you. Whenever I was on the mission, the moon is always there like its never left me. You had been on my mind for so long and I know I wanted to cherish you, protect you and to give you all of me even my bones to you.” Your foreheads touched and you still crying, melted from hearing his words.  “Y/N, I promise you to take a good care of you. To be with you and grow old with you and I sure will propose to you properly when I got back. Next time, with a ring.” He kissed your temple and you bit your lower lip, trying to hide your smile in his chest.
“Chris, you don’t have to.” You wiped your tears while shaking your head. He done enough for you. “This is enough,” you tried hard to smile when your face muscle become sore from the tears.
“And we don’t have to be in rush. I will always be here...waiting for you to come home. To me.” This time you had your lips to beam which made Chris chuckled.
“Its okay. I am more than willing to give you more,” he helped wipe your remaining tears on your cheek and chin. Your face was red and heating. 
You then hugged him with the most tight hug you ever give to people as if you don’t want to let go. He put his hands around your waist and hugged you back. You can feel like his soul and love just flows through your body. 
The worst day ever just turned into the best one in a second.
“I love you, Chris.”
“I love you too, Y/N.”
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klutzygutsi · 2 years
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Lemme do a little break from drawing Leon,
♥ it's Claire's time to shine ♥
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leonkennedyirl · 1 year
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Chris Redfield with the MLM flag and Claire Redfield with the Lesbian flag
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madeinheavcnn · 6 months
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Claire Redfield
Claire Redfield is a captivating embodiment of resilience and determination, both visually and intellectually. Her striking presence is defined by fiery auburn hair cascading in waves, framing a face that mirrors her unwavering resolve. Her sapphire eyes, like shards of ice, exude a piercing intensity, reflecting a keen intellect that's always a step ahead.
She's the epitome of a modern heroine, a beacon of strength in the face of adversity. Her courage is her most alluring trait, serving as an inspiration to all who encounter her, a force of nature in the battle against the darkness.
Claire Redfield shines as a beacon of hope and intellect.
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sandown-the-clown · 1 year
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Clair redfield - biohazard heavenly island
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philipreadart-blog · 1 year
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Here’s a Claire Redfield illustration from a while back. I tried a couple different colouring attempts. Which do you prefer?
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