CunningCrow
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“Is this the highest form of flattery?” Wesker purred into Zeno’s ear, feeling every muscle in his body go profoundly stiff all at once. Wesker began to stroke down Zeno’s side, feeling his lungs move. The hand on Zeno’s neck tightened; that was William’s doing, not Wesker’s.
“You’re dead,” Zeno said. His voice was higher, strained. He sounded terrified. “They killed you.”
in which Wesker is made redundant
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- Part 4 of Ghost Stories
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place for me to post all my nsfw (but not necessarily porn) art. hello fellow gamers
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Before Wesker could make it through to the hall, though, the ceiling above him crashed and caved in. Dust likely laden with a whole host of toxins spilled in a thick cloud, rubble peeling down from the roof blocking the door mildly ineffectively, but irritatingly.
In the center of the dust, scuffed and shocked like a child caught with its hand in the cookie jar, was of course Jill Valentine.
tldr: corporate espionage gone wrong ft. jill valentine
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- Part 2 of Ghost Stories
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Something else crawled out of that volcano
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- Part 3 of Ghost Stories
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Stages of infection, halted in progression
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- Part 1 of Ghost Stories
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Those Weskers and those Birkins, man, I’m telling you
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