Ethan Winters was dead. He was sure of it. After everything that had happened; First in Dulvey, Louisiana, then in the depths of the Romanian mountains. He was blown to bits. He was scattered amongst the memory of the mold, absorbed back into its tar like grasps where he would exist for the rest of his existence...
He was shocked to find himself awakening in the back of a transport van, besides Chris Redfield, as they travel to an unknown compound where Ethan must be 'contained'. Is Chris still a friend, or is there no one left he can trust?
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A continuation fic after the end of Resident Evil 8! Ethan and Chris are forced roommates, where Chris is in charge of making sure Ethan doesn't kill anyone else- or himself, for that matter. Mostly fluffy fun, mentions of trauma and gore in some chapters but will be tagged with proper warnings.
A lot of 'No Homo" moments as the mold man and wolf boy try to raise their little goo baby together. Comedy, Romance, Smut, and drama.
Other Ships: Claire Redfield X Leon Kennedy, Jill Valentine X Carlos, past mentions of Mia Winters X Ethan Winters
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When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers.
Or
When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat
social media & irl
(Updates every day or every other day)