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LEON S KENNEDY RESIDENT EVIL affil. | abt.

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imcatholic‌:

“Yeah, seems like it. The people living here certainly don’t seem bothered–you’d think they’d be less used to this if this was new,” Light didn’t bother to comment much on his attire–she’d found herself wearing a lot of strange things herself and after all, he was a new arrival. Income was something long lost to her due to circumstances, but she could figure well enough there was a good reason for this–unless he was trying to assert his position somehow.

She herself at least had some time to at least grab an outfit that wasn’t one of the garbs she’d come in with, and didn’t seem to gain that many stray glances. She glanced over at the other people at the door, their gaze averting at her eye contact.

“Not too long myself, long enough to see there’s been a few of those eclipses and there’s really capricious beings here. Keep your wits about you.” Her gaze turned extra stony as she addressed Leon.

“ did you say ‘ a few ‘ of the eclipses? you mean that’s a normal thing? jesus... “ the mark of disbelief breeds easily across his features; brows furrowing further than they already had as his voice trailed off in thought. the door to the gym shifted and people began filing inside, the trainer who beckoned them in offering each of the passing folk an almost judgemental look. “ maybe i’ll see you inside.” leon added, as they lined up to enter the building. the trainer nodded towards lightning, but as leon approached the door he lifted a hand. ‘ new here? you’ll need paperwork before you can use the equipment. name? ‘ 

“ leon kennedy. “ he answered, unafraid of the intense staring the man was giving him, as if that stare was seeking to burn right into his very flesh. “ you got any clothes here? can’t exactly work with this. “ but he was only half paying attention now, instead his gaze following the woman he had been speaking to before she vanished into the ladies changing area.

 “ she a regular? “  ‘ if she wanted you to know, she’d tell ya. move along, romeo. there’s clothes in the back. ‘  “ fair enough. thanks. “

and so he walked on through, pushing aside the door to the men’s locker room to the potent stench of body spray. 

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[danamercers]

Every Resident Evil game highlights

Resident Evil 4 (2005)

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lipstickandsabotage‌:

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“Oh Leon…what have you gotten yourself into this time?” The woman quietly mused to herself. She had been in this unconventional city for no longer than two hours before she spotted her old acquaintance –walking into a bar, of all places. This would be fate, if she believed in such a thing. She didn’t.

When he entered the bar, Ada quietly slipped in behind him and blended with the patrons. While she recognised the importance of them meeting and comparing notes on their situation, as with everything else the spy would do it on her own terms. She found a bit of paper and wrote a note, applying a fresh coat of lipstick to sign it with a kiss:

Leon,

Meet me on the roof, we have much to discuss.

💋

Carefully folding the note, she silently approached Leon from behind and firmly tucked it into his back pocket. Just firm enough for him to notice. Before he would be aware of what happened, she disappeared through the back entrance and scaled the fire escape to the rooftop where she would wait for him.

nursing a drink could only distract a man so far. though he had been upon the island for a few days, nearing a week, there was still so much to truly understand. from what he could gather, he was in no immediate danger. there was a sense of shared peace amongst the civilians there which, after everything, almost felt like a cruel private joke. but whiskey with its clinking, melting ice and the low throb of conversation and music was numbing enough, that is until he felt something a little too personal from behind. 

as she slipped away, the slightest flash of red caught his eye, but as she predicted it was far too quick for him to truly see. not that it mattered. that ruby red was a haunting shade, as much as it was a blessing at times. it was the ruby upon the back of his eyelid when he slept, the ruby he imagined in moments of peril as if reliant on her somehow to appear when his life seemed well and truly on its last legs. it was the ruby that seemed to stalk and evade him, and yet he followed blindly even still into wherever that ruby went.

“ tch. “ he pocketed the note and drained the last of his drink. leon swung his jacket across his shoulder as he climbed the stairs, pushing aside the fire exit door to be greeted by the night breeze against his warmed cheeks. and ruby, too. 

“ada. “ a few paces saw him approach the red-clad woman, until there were but several feet apart. “ wasting lipstick on paper? “ he shook his head, feigning disbelief. her dramatics as always were astounding. “ how long have you been here, in the city? i’d ask how you found me, but that’s probably a stupid question. “

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Looks like this is it.

[plotbunnie]

Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

[spctlessminds]

this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’ ‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’ ‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’ ‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’ ‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’ ‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’ ‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’ ‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’ ‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’ ‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’ ‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’ ‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’ ‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’ ‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’ ‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’ ‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’ ‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’ ‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’ ‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’ ‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’ ‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’ ‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’ ‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’ ‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’ ‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’ ‘  please don’t go.  ’ ‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’ ‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’ ‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’ ‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’ ‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’ ‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’ ‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’ ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’ ‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’ ‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’ ‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’ ‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’ ‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’ ‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’ ‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’ ‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’ ‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’ ‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’ ‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’ ‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’ ‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’ ‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’ ‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’ ‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’ ‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’ ‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’ ‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’ ‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’ ‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’ ‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’ ‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’ ‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’ ‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’ ‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’ ‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’ ‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’ ‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’ ‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’ ‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’ ‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’ ‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’ ‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’ ‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’ ‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’ ‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’ ‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’ ‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’ ‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’ ‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’ ‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’ ‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’ ‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’ ‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’ ‘  would you even miss me?  ’ ‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’ ‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’ ‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’ ‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’ ‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’ ‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’ ‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’ ‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’ ‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’ ‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’ ‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’ ‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’ ‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’ ‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’ ‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’ ‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’ ‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’

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LEON! HELP! LEON! HELP! LEON! HELP! LEON! LEON!

ASHLEY I SWEAR TO GOD

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imcatholic‌:

Even if it was long in the past by now, a soldier would still find a way to keep her senses sharp. Waiting for the gym she’d only just recently signed up to she didn’t bother to wait to do stretches–she was used to doing this sort of stuff on the fly anyway. Fresh air, no looming threats…something did seem to be missing, but it wasn’t bad. It’d be nice to exercise for the sake of it, for once. 

“You should be able to register when it opens, I think,” Lightning rolled her neck around and let the motion show her over to where the voice was. She hadn’t seen him around before, though it wasn’t exactly as if he wasn’t upfront with being new here. “As far as I can tell, businesses get used to having a lot of sudden new customers.” 

Odd that she was already showing people the ropes here when she was just barely getting adjusted herself. She crossed her arms as she faced him fully. “You get dumped here too, huh?”

“ yeah, i’m part of the freshest meat from what i can tell. this a normal thing then, the sudden influx? “ he had scraped bits and pieces of what went on in the city, but so much of it seemed far too unrealistic for him to just believe right away. however, stranger shit had happened. he wasn’t entirely closed off to believing the world capable of routinely drawing in random civilians regardless of their previous antics. 

the group waiting outside the door eyed leon for a moment, their gaze dragging up and down before glancing away again. “ figured i might as well do something semi-productive with my time at least. “ he was hardly dressed for it; leather and combat gear his only outfit thus far, but he supposed with the little money he had, he could probably sort himself out inside. 

“ how about you, you been in the city long? “ whilst he had someone to talk to, it seemed only right that he find out just how different each case was, or how similar. 

[olliart]

haaaair

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the night was no less dangerous in spirale than it was in any typical city, it seemed. the wailing of sirens as cars sped to the scenes of accidents, coupled with the drunken song of wandering men was the soundtrack to any normal city, and it seemed even the fantastical was not immune. and so, was it even truly surprising that eventually leon would happen upon a scene about as grisly as one would expect when traversing the fibonacci ward so late at night. 

several men had wrestled with a passing lady and her purse, until they’d grown tired of the push and pull and instead brought a knife into play, leaving her dress holey and her white coat a filthy shade of crimson. the men were long gone by the time leon turned the corner, but the sobs of their victim saw him rush to her side. “ hold on! “ he encouraged her to remain still, to stay awake and to wait until the ambulance arrived. luckily for both of them, the response was almost immediate. “ here, use this. “ he pulled away her blooded coat and replaced it with his own jacket; the leather far warmer than her fashionable shawl-like thing. he pressed a hand to her largest wound, applying pressure as he glanced up and down the street.

as the ambulance came into view, he continued offering the woman words of encouragement, up until a doctor hopped from the back of the van and approached them both. leon looked up from the ground, the light of the car half-blinding him as he sat sprawled on the concrete with the woman’s head upon his knees. “ she was mugged, i think. no idea where the attackers went but she’s hurt pretty bad. “ he lifted the coat and the woman sobbed. she clung to him as he began to move, prompting leon to take her hand instead. “ guess i’m not leaving you, huh. “ 

his attention turned back to the doctor. “ let’s get her out of here! “ /// @heilengel

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at first he had wondered if it had been some sort of joke. a cruel and sick one sure, but a joke nonetheless. another city, another time, another place. another virus. no, it wasn’t quite like that, from what he’d heard. he was one of a few; swinging a bag labelled L. KENNEDY across his shoulder as he went about his business in what people encouraged him to call ‘a new home’. 

a couple days after arriving, he went exploring. there were varying areas, wards or something, each with their own mood and features. they felt like mini cities in themselves, but eventually he would wind up back at the bus stop to where he’d originally been left on his first day. on foot, leon ventured into a street ( whichever ward, he could not remember. he’d learn them by heart eventually. ) seemingly dedicated to fitness. that was something familiar at least. the morning mist was fast disappearing but the hour was still pretty early, and yet there were still a good few people gathered waiting for one particular gym to open. 

“ this place accepting new members? “ if he couldn’t do anything else, perhaps it was better to indulge in something therapeutic. he could shack himself up in any bar once they opened, but for now, perhaps it would do better to sweat it out. one woman stood apart from the rest, thus his question went to her; pink hair pulled back into a workout-ready ponytail and her bag slumped at her feet as she waited. 

“ as in, new-new members. is that even how it works around here? “ /// - @imcatholic

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sciaphillia replied to your post:

“knives are the best weapons” Yes… man of culture……..

probably the only thing these two have in common

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LEON S KENNEDY > RESIDENT EVIL

cop for a literal day before his life went completely bananas and now he’s tired, older and the go-to man for bio-terrorism and gets the biggest promotion ever to special agent 

zombie killin’, knife wieldin’, smooth talkin’ kinda guy with all the snarky one liners you would expect a video game protag to have

bisexual disaster in every sense of the word, he’s pretty much an expert in being one actually

would risk his life to save anyone, too. he’s a good man, always risking his life for someone or other. he’s reliable, trusting, optimistic (sometimes) and generally a good guy tm

has trauma because of course

knives are the best weapons, don’t question him on that

he’s kind of a mess but in a rough, tired dad kind of way. absolutely will protect you unless you’re... bad. don’t be bad. he’ll kick your ass. he has a sense of justice and truth, he’s pretty cliche in that regard, but the endless hardships of dealing with all of this is weighing down on him pretty heavily. it’s amazing he’s alive at all. 

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crime ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

rolls up my sleeves, whose ass am i kicking today

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