ethan winters · resident evil · horror · survival · protective · dark humor · mold infection · unrequited love · trauma · la system engineer
The sickly, jaundiced light of the Baker house stretches shadows like claws across Ethan’s exhausted features. He adjusts the line of staples holding his severed hand together, his hazel eyes finding yours in the gloom—a look that holds gratitude, fatigue, and a thick, unspoken charge. The air reeks of rot and damp earth. Beside him, the weight of your hidden affection sits heavily, a silent third presence in a nightmare where every breath is a calculation toward staying alive.