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Hi there! Thanks for checking out my blog. My name’s Boo, (she/her) 30+ EST. This is an independent, private, and selective multi-muse for characters from the Resident Evil video game franchise. To make things easier for everyone I’m going to leave some important links here.
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6 weeks later and I'm starting to feel human again
So I had surgery almost 3 weeks ago. Recovery sucks and I'm in near-constant pain. It hurts to type most of the time, so I will be out of commission for a little longer. Apparently, it takes about 6 weeks for notable improvement in how you feel after surgery. So almost halfway there but nowhere close enough in my opinion. Having your sternum cut open and wired shut sucks, I'm not a fan.
It's official, check-in for surgery tomorrow is 6:30. I'm nervous but also so ready to get this done.
In case anyone is unaware part of the reason I haven't been around much is because I'm having open heart surgery. It's to repair a heart defect I was born with but was only discovered this past January. So fingers crossed for a speedy recovery and I'll probably be on here more while I'm stuck at home recovering. :)
So, some news.
I know I haven't been very active the past month or so. I've been busier than usual with just life stuff. I'm trying to be more productive and that means being online less. Plus when I am online, I have been more focused on socializing and gaming when I have the energy to do more than stare blankly as I binge-watch something.
That said, I do want to get back to writing here more but that is kinda on pause for another month or so because in two weeks I'm having surgery. It's open heart surgery which is kind of intense but it's to repair a heart defect I was born with and that has been making me feel horrible for a long, long time so I'll be happy to have it done and over with.
As I heal I'll be stuck at home so when I'm with it I might pop on here and write and plot some more, we'll just have to see.
Leon❤🤤
𝕃𝕖𝕠𝕟 𝕊. 𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕𝕪 | ℝ𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔼𝕧𝕚𝕝 𝟜 (𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟛)
ᴮᵃᵇʸ ᴮᵒʸ ᴴᵃˢ ᵀʳᵃᵘᵐᵃ
PROMPTS FOR PEOPLE WHO REFUSE TO LET ANYONE CARE ABOUT THEM * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
i don't need your help.
i can handle myself.
everyone leaves.
you can't do this alone.
whatever they did to you back then... i'm sorry. but i'm not like that, and i won't abandon you like they did.
you've got bigger things to deal with.
i've been alone all my life. it's nothing new.
don't come over. i can handle it.
please let me care about you.
would you just stop?
i'm used to this.
i tried to help you.
whatever they said about you, they were wrong.
i'm not worth dying for.
suit yourself. you'll regret it tomorrow.
i'm not putting anyone else's life in harm's way.
people care about you. people want to keep you safe.
i don't want you to get hurt over me.
if you die, it'll be my fault.
i love you. you're worth fighting for.
i'm not gonna just sit here and let you do this by yourself.
i'm not worth it, okay?
i don't want you to die.
leave me alone.
this is nothing new.
thanks but no thanks. i don't need your help.
i can't lose you again!
don't make yourself an island.
don't you understand? i can't lose you!
you're not patching this up alone. let me help.
i'm not used to this. being cared about.
you'll just suffer because of me.
i'm not like the rest. i won't leave you.
everyone leaves. maybe it's better that way.
i can handle it just fine, thanks.
i don't need your advice.
stop pushing me away. it won't work.
this is all i've got left.
i'll get over it!
it's better if i just go alone.
let me protect you.
i'll just keep coming back, you know.
it's easier to make people hate me.
if something happens to you, i'll never forgive myself.
i've already lost so many people.
i can patch this up myself.
you've obviously got more important things to deal with.
everyone i love ends up leaving me one way or another.
what if something happens?
this wasn't supposed to go this way.
stop risking your life for me.
i work better alone.
it's safer to just stay away from me.
eventually you'll see i'm not worth it.
every single time i let someone in, they end up disappointing me.
trust me. i know this for a fact.
just leave me be. i'll figure this out myself.
you should go.
you're all i have left.
people around me are always getting hurt.
it's better if you just leave me here.
i can't trust anyone. not anymore.
why do you keep fighting for me?
you have no idea what this is like.
i know you think i'll leave, but i won't. not now. not ever.
you matter to me. i'll say it a thousand times until you understand.
please just let me take care of you.
i work alone.
that won't work on me.
no one's ever really loved me before.
you need help.
so that's it? you're just gonna push me away again?
what's it gonna take for you to realize i want to be here for you?
i don't want to see you hurt.
you can't just push away everyone who loves you.
you'll never be able to beat this alone.
you expect me to just sit here?
i love you, goddamn it!
you want to be alone? fine. be alone.
i'm not strong enough.
i really thought i could help you. turns out i was wrong.
i wish you would listen to me.
i came all this way to help you, and this is the thanks i get?
you are worthy of love, you know.
how many times do i have to tell you? i'm fine!
stop pushing people away.
it's easier to just make you hate me.
i don't hate you. i could never hate you.
Ethan helping Rose in the Re8 DLC
my snookums bear i missed u so much 😇
they're used to being alone . not literally , maybe . but oftentimes it was more than obvious the people around them didn't care whether they lived or died . all selfless , all empty . only able to put themselves first . that's how it had always been . they'd adjusted to it -- put on a brave face , played the part of the perfect little actress . ae-ri glanced up as leon spoke , gnawing on the inside of their cheek until copper hit their tastebuds . something about what he said felt . . . genuine . he wasn't saying it just to hear himself speak and feel like a good person . there was a warmth behind his eyes -- one they honestly weren't used to . " hm ? you sure about that ? i'm sure you have something better to do . " fiddling with the hairband on their wrist , snapping it against flesh repeatedly as eyes darted everywhere but on the agent only a few feet away . eye contact was . . . hard , when it wasn't acting . they were explicitly shy in real life . " i mean . . . if you insist . i could . . . buy you a drink ? "
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Leon watched them seem to mull over his offer. Granted he was largely ignorant of their body of work because Leon essentially lived under a rock in terms of anything pop culture. He knew Ae-ri was somebody though. They certainly had the looks for fame and fortune. But they also looked oddly innocent and letting them wander alone at night made something twist in his gut. It was maybe him being overly paranoid but he was used to relying on instincts to keep him alive so it only felt right that he offered, not like he had somewhere to be.
"I wouldn't offer if I wasn't sure. I don't usually plan things ahead." He saw the hair tie snapping and he arched a brow at that. "You, uh, okay?" Overall they seemed nervous and Leon took a step back to offer a little space in case he was spooking them. "Well, I insist on at least getting you to where you're going, at your leisure of course." It was a slightly dodgy area at night and it would calm Leon's nerves to see them off. "Oh no, you're better off not having me drinking unless you want miserable company and a huge tab at the bar."
Ingrid almost cattily told him the joke was on him; that her biological mother had died at about the same age as she was now from her immune disease and the stresses of living as a Roma in a place like Romania. She didn’t though. There was no need to play petty emotional games to try and manipulate Leon or win an argument. He was manipulated and taken advantage of enough in his life; she wouldn’t do that to him too. He did eventually capitulate somewhat. That was good enough for her. As long as he knew she cared and would miss him and as long as he said he’d try to do better, she would be happy.
A smirk tugged at her lips at the way he perked up like a meerkat at the promise of free food. They were kindred spirits in that regard. Always willing to bend over backwards if it meant a meal they weren’t paying for. She pushed her wheelchair to stay in step with Leon. His strides were ridiculously long, and if she had to use her legs he’d be speeding past her. Thankfully wheels were easy to pick up momentum with. She smiled up at him as they made their way out of her office to the elevators.
“I know. We’re always so busy with other things most of the time. The only time we actually get to talk-talk is during missions, and that’s just me trying to keep you alive and from getting lost,” she agreed. “How about that diner on Main or the deli on 7th? I’ll even buy desserts. Consider it a reward for not dying or being infected with anything.”
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"I'd complain about being so busy but we both know I don't do well with too much time on my hands." Drinking. Regretable hookups with a certain spy. Ignoring calls from everyone but the DSO so what few remaining friends he had couldn't get in touch. Relationships were hard work and Leon was already fucking exhausted with life. Only people who took the initiative and held his attention in a vice grip by forcing him out of his apartment while on leave ever got to see him. Like Claire or Hunnigan herself.
Once they reached the elevator, Leon pressed the button, the doors opening after a brief pause and a soft thunk from the machinery. The doors opened and he gestured for her to go first before he got on after her and pressed the button for the ground floor. Leon had never felt comfortable with how big this building was. It just showed how great a need there was for people with them. That didn't sit well with him, to the point it sometimes kept him up at night. "And even when we do talk on comms it isn't exactly deep conversation. I know they listen to the transmissions after the fact, I'm not sharing anything personal during a mission." Leon sighed softly, glancing down at Ingrid. The DSO had more or less taken over his life and no one understood that better than Ingrid.
"Desserts, huh? I must have been an extra good boy," he teased. "Not infected this time anyway. There's probably some trace of Plagas in my system, they don't let me look at my labwork anymore." That was shrugged off as quickly came up because Leon hated thinking about that mission more than most. "Normally I'd pick the diner but I never get to the Deli enough and it's fantastic so that's calling my name today." A long pause settled between them and the elevator stopped, doors opening. "Thanks for this, nice to do normal shit once in a while."
“What happened to ‘less steak, more cardio’?”
LOCATION BASED SMUT PROMPTS
TRANSPORATION
one muse gives the other oral while they drive.
driver uses one hand to finger the other while on a long road trip.
muses join mile high club in an airplane restroom.
in an airplane one muse has to be quiet while the other muse plays with them in their seats.
muses tease each other in the back of a taxi cab on the way home.
while driving home after a date, they get too impatient and pull into a parking lot to have sex.
while driving in the middle of a forest, our muses pull onto the side of the road for sex.
our muses are on a road trip but a thick fog forces them to take a break. they have sex inside the car while waiting for it to clear.
while at the drive in theater, muses participate in foreplay.
while at the drive in theater, muses forego watching the movie to have sex.
revenge sex in someone else’s car.
sex in someone else’s car due to impatience and carelessness.
a quickie while parallel parked on a busy road.
in an empty train car while freighthopping.
in a crowded bus, one muse sitting in the others lap purposefully and subtly grinding to get them worked up.
in a private jet, on the way to a business trip.
in a private jet, on the way to a vacation spot.
one muse masturbates while the other drives.
driver instructs the passenger to touch themselves through guided masturbation.
while one muse drives, they describe what they want to do to the passenger who isn’t allowed to touch themselves.
NATURE
sensual sex in a secluded meadow during a picnic.
one muse holding the other up against a tree.
in a cabin in the middle of a rainstorm late at night.
in a cabin in the middle of a heavy snowstorm during the day.
in the bed of a truck in front of hiking trails.
in the bed of a truck while stargazing.
a plateau overlooking the ocean on a cloudy day.
one muse has been napping in a hammock and the other wakes them by beginning to finger them.
muses get distracted from sunbathing and start to fool around by a poolside or lake.
inside a gazebo while it rains.
a little ways off from a hiking trail, hidden by thick foliage.
mutual masturbation while camping in a tent.
beneath the shade of trees in the middle of an orchard.
between rows in a vineyard.
hidden away in the dead end of a hedge maze.
PUBLIC
in a bar or restaurant, one muse sneaks under table to eat out the other.
in a bar or restaurant, muses discuss in detail what they’re going to do to each other once they get home.
inside the stall of restroom in a bar.
inside a single bathroom of a place of service (restaurant, store, club etc.)
in a hotel room, up against the window overlooking a busy city.
a quickie in a diner restroom before getting back on the road.
up on a rooftop where no one is supposed to be.
inside one muses’s office.
inside a third party’s office they shouldn’t have access to.
inside an empty church on a weekday.
one muse fondling the other while they’re trying to shop.
foreplay and teasing in the dressing room of a store.
oral performed while hidden in a storage room or closet.
inside an abandoned house.
hushed sex while staying in the guest room of another’s home.
in the middle of a park late at night.
PRIVATE
on the floor, in front of the fireplace to warm up after coming inside from winter storm.
one muse on the bathroom counter while the other stands.
in front of the bathroom mirror so they can watch themselves.
to break in a new house or apartment, boxes scattered about and furniture newly placed.
bent over a table while something bakes in the oven.
on the kitchen counter with half-eaten plates of breakfast forgotten.
one muse spread out across the top of a grand piano, pretty woman style.
rushed and desperate, messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom.
one muse riding the other while the tv plays in the background, movie forgotten entirely.
on the balcony in early morning, where neighbors might see, but no one will likely look.
All right, Ethan. All right.
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