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* 𝕭𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖎𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 ˖

[alomavirus]

                                                #𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐒

𝘐   𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺   𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥   𝘰𝘶𝘵   𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳   𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵   𝘵𝘩𝘦   𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵   𝘸𝘢𝘴   𝘵𝘰   𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳   𝘶𝘱   𝘵𝘩𝘦   𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨   𝘰𝘧   𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭   𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴   𝘧𝘰𝘳   𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴.   𝘈𝘯𝘥   𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦   𝘩𝘢𝘴   𝘵𝘰   𝘱𝘢𝘺   𝘧𝘰𝘳   𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵   !

An   independent,   highly   selective,   headcanon   based   portrayal   of   𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐕𝐀   𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐑   from   capcom's   𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋   franchise    ⸻   tortured            by        Bakunyaaaaa     (she   /   they,       28+,        EST).   most   likely   iconless   for   the   moment   !    sporadic   activity.   underage   writers   and   personals   do   not   interact.   unaffiliated   with   the   rpc   and   the   fandom.    ♡

───────   ·   ·           𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐝⠀˖⠀𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬⠀˖⠀𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬   .

[spearofnubia]

it is with a heavy heart that I come here asking for help. it makes me extremely bad and helpless. I don't think medicine that you absolutely need should be so out of your reach and with so very few options to receive it on such short notice. and no one has the savings to dip into anything to help. no one is able to have that extre income to put away for stuff like this anymore. and it's crazy, somebody as always had something. as a black woman, I've always been taught even putting your loose change in a jug can eventually add up to something you might need. ANYTHING. and there's just not as many options to put away such and such anymore. it all goes to necessities. realizing how bad off everyone genuinely has it that we can barely scrape together $30 between us because everyone is POOR.

and we've always saved up some little bit because we know. my uncle has the worst luck with the genetic draw. sickle cell, anemia, cancer, so he always been sickly and it's hard to work when your body is struggling. I know it hurts his heart and his pride that he can't quite be the man he wanted to be growing up. genuinely. or that he feels like he's not reached it. but it's hard when your body is at its limits sometimes. and respectfully I won't include any pictures or anything or even go on, because it does feel like idk. reserve him some of the dignity he has and keep it brief. he's awake and he's doing better he's just having a tough time speaking with a swollen tongue and now his wife is worried about the expense of his medicine. with all these pre-existing cases, he's always had it extremely hard getting and keeping insurance. or what he does get its with co-pays. it's not a great situation, it's really not.

but if you've got even a little bit to spare — a dollar even — I would appreciate every single one. it is absolutely better than nothing and definitely better than just drowning.

if you've got paypal or cash app

cashapp: $bakkuna

paypal: paypal.me/ciarasm23

[spearofnubia]

it is with a heavy heart that I come here asking for help. it makes me extremely bad and helpless. I don't think medicine that you absolutely need should be so out of your reach and with so very few options to receive it on such short notice. and no one has the savings to dip into anything to help. no one is able to have that extre income to put away for stuff like this anymore. and it's crazy, somebody as always had something. as a black woman, I've always been taught even putting your loose change in a jug can eventually add up to something you might need. ANYTHING. and there's just not as many options to put away such and such anymore. it all goes to necessities. realizing how bad off everyone genuinely has it that we can barely scrape together $30 between us because everyone is POOR.

and we've always saved up some little bit because we know. my uncle has the worst luck with the genetic draw. sickle cell, anemia, cancer, so he always been sickly and it's hard to work when your body is struggling. I know it hurts his heart and his pride that he can't quite be the man he wanted to be growing up. genuinely. or that he feels like he's not reached it. but it's hard when your body is at its limits sometimes. and respectfully I won't include any pictures or anything or even go on, because it does feel like idk. reserve him some of the dignity he has and keep it brief. he's awake and he's doing better he's just having a tough time speaking with a swollen tongue and now his wife is worried about the expense of his medicine. with all these pre-existing cases, he's always had it extremely hard getting and keeping insurance. or what he does get its with co-pays. it's not a great situation, it's really not.

but if you've got even a little bit to spare — a dollar even — I would appreciate every single one. it is absolutely better than nothing and definitely better than just drowning.

if you've got paypal or cash app

cashapp: $bakkuna

paypal: paypal.me/ciarasm23

[alomavirus]

This   smarmy   piece   of   shit   really   has   the   nerve   to   press   on   the   wound   after   being   the   one   who   inflicted   it.   She   absolutely   could   get   her   toes   up   to   his   knee.   If   she   felt   like   it,   she   could   kick   his   knees   out   right   now   just   to   prove   how   wrong   he   is.   Instead,   he   keeps   standing   there   like   a   stupid,   fat-headed   bastard,   lording   over   his   height   with   that   ridiculous   stance   —   as   if   he’s   trying   to   take   up   not   only   all   the   vertical   space,   but   every   inch   around   him   too.

She   can   practically   hear   the   imaginary   monologue   already:   how   manly   he   is,   how   big,   how   strong,   how   tall,   how   superior.   Gods   above,   hand   this   man   a   podcast   mic   and   he’d   probably   go   viral   with   the   other   big,   burly   “manly   men”   talking   about   how   manly   they   are.   And   now   he’s   practically   inviting   her   to   plant   her   boot   straight   between   his   lips.   Her   toes   still   have   this   very   important   appointment   with   his   mouth,   and   heaven   forbid   she   miss   it.   That   trash   mouth   could   use   a   little   humility   anyway.   Might   even   do   the   major   some   good.   Character   growth,   maybe.   The   shift   in   Sheva’s   stance   is   far   more   subtle,   almost   invisible   compared   to   his   slight   theatrics.   The   change   is   in   her   weight,   her   shoulders,   her   eyes.   A   lioness   on   the   prowl   doesn’t   need   to   boast   about   intelligence   or   speed.   That’s   something   the   males   do.

‘   What   a   rude   way   to   greet   a   lady   —   no   eye-level   eye   contact,   Major?   ’   she   teases   softly,   the   words   cooed   through   lips   that   settle   into   an   easy   smile.   She   looks   completely   unbothered.   She   isn’t.    «   Toi   là,   faut   que   je   t’apprenne   les   bonnes   manières   avec   mon   pied   ou   quoi?   Because   I   can   happily   teach   you   a   few.   »    She’s   light   on   her   feet   now,   loose,   ready   to   move   the   second   it   feels   right.   Circling   her   prey,   watching   him   carefully,   sharp   eyes   searching   for   the   smallest   weakness   —   one   opening,   one   mistake,   one   drop   of   blood   in   the   water.

‘   You   could   make   this   much   easier   for   me   by   just   bending   down   like   a   gentleman.   How   could   you   be   so   mean?   ’       It’s   ridiculous   to   say   to   someone   like   Krauser,   but   she   isn’t   trying   to   outmatch   him   in   strength.   Sheva   watches.   Waits.   Studies.   All   she   needs   is   the   moment   his   ego   gets   too   big,   the   second   he   forgets   to   guard   something   important.   And   the   second   he   does,   she’ll   be   on   him.

* 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅, @subestimacion .

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR THE ROMANCE OF BANTER, PLAYFUL SARCASM, AND USING JOKES TO HIDE HOW YOU REALLY FEEL ABOUT THEM *  assorted dialogue, some of which have some implied sarcasm built in (so just feel free to specify with "/s" at the end of each line), adjust as necessary

admit it. you're in love with me.

if only i had someone to go out with...

a date would be really nice right about now.

i might reconsider if you bring me flowers.

were you being serious back there?

did you just try to impress me?

was that another joke, or were you telling the truth?

we agreed that if no one asked us, we'd go together.

keep telling yourself that!

here it comes! the big love confession i've been waiting for!

you've been in love with me since the day we met.

you visited me in my dreams last night.

i know you're in love with me. you just won't say it outloud.

we can't hide this forever.

don't make me beg.

if you weren't so cute, you'd be annoying.

you're not very good at hiding how you feel.

you've been staring at me for a long time now.

is that what you really think of me?

you have feelings for me. admit it.

so what if i've been lying this whole time? for good reason!

you don't make this whole love thing any easier.

you make life difficult.

you're a piece of work.

is that how you really feel?

you're lucky you're so cute.

you're not really going out with them, are you?

i thought we... nevermind.

consider me impressed.

am i annoying you right now?

you didn't like that comment, huh.

i was only kidding!

you wish we were kissing right now.

oh, you'd just love to hear me beg.

i love our little back and forth.

sooner or later we'll have to come clean about how we feel.

i'm not good at hiding my emotions.

when were you going to tell me you were in love with me?

i actually hate your guts.

keep talking like that and you'll see how i really feel.

can your head get any bigger?

was that a joke?

were you just playing with me?

you didn't actually mean that, right?

hang on. you didn't just say that.

that was a joke, right?

this is just how we are when we're together.

i tease you, you tease me.

you and i have always been like this.

if i'm not annoying you, what's the point?

i'm allergic to tickling.

they said we'd make a cute couple. can you believe that?

are you always this annoying?

if i kiss you, will you turn into a prince? yes, i'm implying you're a frog.

you're lucky i love you so much.

you take that back!

that was uncalled for!

this means war!

this calls for a duel!

i'm challenging you to an arm wrestle.

last one there is a rotten egg!

i'm not racing you!

stop looking at me like that.

you stare at me a lot.

i know, i know. i'm irresistable.

something on my face?

a little bird told me you're in love with me.

prove me wrong.

[eriidanus]

▸ private, dashboard-only & low activity writing blog for:  THE MASTER CHIEF / JOHN-117 from the HALO Franchise. 21+ ONLY. potential strong themes + NSFT/NSFW - mutual interaction only. rules/info/verses, etc. post. written by cal. ◂ ( credit for graphic editing: @sparkshvt )

[alomavirus]

I lied a lil bit. I ended up getting swept upon something and neglected to annoy my dash. there's always tomorrow.

[alpharedfield]

STARTER FOR @alomavirus

Posing an intimidating figure was something Chris Redfield did—unintentionally. He'd sometimes catch the eyes of a stranger in passing but right now, his gaze was drifting. Actively searching for someone. Someone he hadn't seen in a long while. Several more minutes passed and by the time Sheva approached him, he was finishing off his cigarette. A crooked grin appeared behind the last wisps of smoke when he saw her. He straightened up to warmly greet his old partner and said, "Sheva. Good to see you." More beautiful than ever, was a thought that surfaced in his mind but wasn't spoken into existence. The way his blue eyes softened conveyed enough sentiment.

[alomavirus]

This scene feels almost painfully familiar, doesn’t it? A near-perfect mirror of their very first meeting — only this time she’s the one stepping onto his turf, and he’s the one playing the guide. The woman waves the moment he comes into view, practically skipping toward him. ‘ m’sieur Redfield, long time no see, ’ she greets him warmly, a smile a mile wide spread across her lips. She pauses mid-step, suddenly reconsidering.

‘ oh, wait . . . yes, should I be calling you — uhm, Alpha, was it? ’ might as well have asked to be called daddy on top of it, if you asked her. Sheva lifts her arms, clearly expecting a hug if the other will allow it. Surely the big, intimidating Chris Redfield has a reputation to protect, but he can spare her a second for something as harmless as a hug.

[alomavirus]

@eriidanus  sent:

" you going to help? the sooner, the better. " he asked while balancing an assault rifle in hand against his shoulder, safety turned on and slightly turned away from his head. specifically speaking, it was a SCAR - meanwhile he was seated to his left to a firearm cleaning kit… and to John's right, five more to go.

‘    Were   you   just   waiting   for   me   to   come   by?   Oh,   John…    ’     Sheva’s   tone   is   deceptively   coy   as   she   speaks.   One   of   her   hands   is   occupied   by   what   appears   to   be   a   cup   of   steaming   hot   chocolate.   One   breath   is   enough   to   tell   there’s   far   more   in   it   than   marshmallows   and   cocoa.   She   lifts   the   mug   to   her   nose   and   inhales   the   cinnamon   and   the   sharp   scent   of   bourbon.    ‘    What   a   cute   first   date.    ’     She   can’t   help   teasing   him.   This   is   what   he   signed   up   for   when   he   asked   her   for   help;   he   has   to   know   that.   Still,   Sheva   does   take   a   seat   across   from   him,   tucked   away   with   her   hot   chocolate   and   her   feet   curled   up   on   the   bench.   She   looks   completely   at   ease,   the   picture   of   comfort.

‘    Do   you   use   all   your   dates   as   free   labor,   I   wonder?    ’     She   says   free   labor   while   making   absolutely   no   move   to   pick   up   one   of   the   SCARs   at   the   moment.

[alomavirus]

good morning, I have a free day to lock it in. I will be harassing my dash twice as hard today, you're welcome.

[justmemethings]

‘Why aren’t we interacting?’

😿 - I’m too shy to reach out

😥 - I’m a little intimidated by your writing length / style / formatting

😵 - I don’t know how to approach you

⌛️ -  You seem really busy

👥 - I don’t know which of my muses you’re interested in

📝 - It would help if you could fill my interest checker!

❓ - I’m not familiar with any of your current muses

📩 - I’ve sent you asks / written you starters, but you never replied to them

📤 - We have threads, and I’ve been waiting on your replies

💬 - I have a plot in mind for us, but I haven’t found the right way/time to reach out

💞 - I ship our muses, but I don’t know if you’re interested

✒️ - I usually interact through memes / open starters and you don’t post a lot of them

🥇 - You followed me first and I’m waiting for you to make the first move

🥰 - I’m following you because I love your writing and content and I just want to read your stuff

➕ - Other reason(s) -sender specifies-

[alomavirus]

🐰 solely because you’ve made me giggle. I love the vibes you’ve brought even if our interactions have been brief so far ! ! !

How Intimidating Am I?

I've known you for a couple of days give or take and already I would die for you. if anything happened to you, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself. no, but genuinely, I enjoy seeing you pop up in my notifs ngl. you're already so fun and so sweet (even if Sheva is gonna shove her boots in his mouth). I'm so glad you're enjoying yourself here with meeee.

[alomavirus]

🐰 for barely intimidating :P

How Intimidating Am I?

this is literally me , if you even care.

[alomavirus]

🐯🐯🐯

How Intimidating Am I?

I'm actually JUST a girl, a silly, silly girl. there's supposed to be nothing frightening or scary about me. a baby doll. a lil guy. silly cryptid thing of unimaginably girlish horro—wonder and full of black girl magic. do not fear me.

[alomavirus]

❛    ‘  would       anyone       be       kind       enough       to       give       me       a     lift,       so       I       can       get       my       size       five       boot       in       the     major's       mouth   ?  ’    ❜

[subestimacion]

quirks her fingers at the tall monstrosity of a man so he can crouch down to her level to talk to her . . .

‘ don't make me pull you down by the ear, major. ’

It takes only a moment afterward for the Major to cock an eyebrow.

Rare enough that he would be faced with such audacity, for a moment, he doesn’t truly know whenever he should bark a laugh—or stare. He cocks an eyebrow, refusing to heel.

”Fat chance.” Is all he says, completely unfazed. The Major even crosses his broad arms, providing emphasis for such nonchalance as he regards the shorter woman with an air of mild indifference.

[alomavirus]

how we doin’ this morning, my loves ?