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helianthus-art:

𝙸 πš πš’πš•πš• πš˜πš—πš•πš’ πš‹πš›πšŽπšŠπš” πš’πš˜πšžπš› πš™πš›πšŽπšπšπš’ πšπš‘πš’πš—πšπšœ
𝙸 πš πš’πš•πš• πš˜πš—πš•πš’ πš πš›πš’πš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšπš›πš’ 𝚘𝚏 πšŽπšŸπšŽπš›πš’πšπš‘πš’πš—πš
& Β  πš’πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞’πš›πšŽ πšπš’πš—πšŽ πš πš’πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŠπš
𝚈𝚘𝚞 πšŒπšŠπš— πš‹πšŽ πš–πš’πš—πšŽ πš•πš’πš”πšŽ πšπš‘πšŠπš

regnard13:

“Can’t forget the past, can’t escape the future”.

An experimen with horror genre. It supposed to be a gif animation, but for some odd reason tumbls breaks it despite my every effort. So, after a couple of frustrating hours, I desided to simply post two variations of this art: with and without the horror reflections. The second version will be bellow the cut.

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theboogayman:

I’ve finally found a brush that I like enough to do silly sketch sooo that’s all i drew for now. I’m not really motivated to do big stuff.

And yeah, i’m into Chrisker now. Also,, happy new year ? I guess.

(don’t worry i have some Ethan sketch incoming! πŸ™‚ he’s still my favorite blonde baby boy from RE πŸ˜€ also i’m replaying RE8 with the 3 person point of view and i’m having a great time, I missed him sm. I also did the DLC , I cried a lot. :’) )

helianthus-art:

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π™±πš•πš˜πš˜πš πš’πš— πš–πš’β€…πšŸπšŽπš’πš—πšœ πš—πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πšπš’πš πšœπšπšŠπš’πš— πš–πšŽ Β  Β  Β 
π™Ώπš•πšŠπš’πš’πš—πš πš–πš’ πšπšŠπš–πšŽπšœ, πš‘πš˜πš  πšŒπš˜πšžπš•πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‹πš•πšŠπš–πšŽ πš–πšŽ? Β  Β  Β 
πš‚πšπšŠπš’ πš’πš— πš–πš’ πš•πšŠπš—πšŽ, πš–πšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ 𝙸’πš– πšŒπš›πšŠπš£πš’ Β  Β  Β Β 
πš‚πšŒπš›πšŽπšŠπš–πš’πš—πš πš–πš’ πš—πšŠπš–πšŽ, 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš—πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πšπš’πš πšŒπš‘πšŠπš—πšπšŽ πš–πšŽ

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20. …on a scarMaybe for Chrisker? ^<^

Chris x Wesker kiss

Chris lay in his bed in the facility, letting Wesker curl around him like a cat.

Wesker, now that he was back, he looked so young. He looked just like he did back then, when everything had gone so wrong. Just like when he has been the captain of STARS, and Chris had been his faithful lieutenant.

Wesker looked the same; beautiful and whole, unscarred by the years between them.

Looking at him made Chris feel old, And haggard, monstrous even, like some disheveled beast.

He tried to find the words to tell Wesker how he was feeling, but words failed him, as they always seemed to.

This time, at least, his former captain seemed to understand.

He cupped Chris’ stubbly chin with his hand, and leaned in.

He kissed Chris on the scar across his eyebrow, and the one over his nose.

“Still as handsome as ever, Chris,” Wesker murmured to him. “I ought to be jealous.”