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Mia, what are you doing?

Saving your life.

#!!!!!!!#* ⟨ ETHAN WINTERS –– STAY AWAY. ⟩#* ⟨ MIA WINTERS –– GHOST. ⟩#* ⟨ EVELINE –– I CAN FEEL HER CLAWING HER WAY BACK INSIDE ME. ⟩#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩#* ⟨ ETHAN & MIA –– I’M SORRY I’M SORRY I’M SORRY. ⟩

detectivepardo

husband & wife

#* ⟨ ETHAN WINTERS –– STAY AWAY. ⟩#* ⟨ MIA WINTERS –– GHOST. ⟩#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩#MY BABIES

poorlittlejoseph:

He can lie to her. Tell her everything is going to be alright. Fill her with false hope and vague promises, but what’s the point? She’s seen the darker side of herself, just as he has. She’d see through his words in a second.

“… No. It… gets easier, I suppose, but never better.”

“------ Oh.” She’d hoped for lies, maybe. She’d have known them to be false, but it might be nice to pretend for a while like there was hope. She wonders why they bother living, if better / safe / better are all impossibilities. If she will always look at her hands and see blood.

“I ------ I guess I knew that.” She’s quiet for a long moment. She seems too small. “I --- never really thought I had a future, before, when --------- when I was in Dulvey. I don’t know what to do with one now.”

#poorlittlejoseph #* ⟨ 001 –– NOW SWALLOW THE TRAUMA. ⟩

poorlittlejoseph:

@infectmama / continued from here

He bears no splitting skin, no external blood vessels pumping, spewing oil and puss at the seams. His eyes are not milky white, like ones of the dead, but brown, his natural hue still true. His teeth do not rot. His face has not gone grey. And yet Joseph has become a monster, the persistent creature that has always lingered inside him finally clawing its way to the surface.

This isn’t supposed to happen. Not here. Not in this reality.

Mia, Joseph tries to shout, his voice nothing but a hollow echo in the monster’s mind. Mia, kill me… Please…! Stop this…

Some distant shred of sanity tries to scream out, to try and stop the beast, but it’s silenced in a second, snuffed out like the dying flame of a candle.

Whatever thing that has possessed Joseph is all that remains now.

He stiffens as Mia aims her gun to his forehead. One shot—One shot and this would all be over. He couldn’t have any more FUN. A snarl vibrates in the base of his throat as he considers his next move. Little thought filters through his mind. He is a creature bred on instinct alone, but he still has enough sense to know when someone else has the upper hand.

“After all I’ve done to HELP you?” He muses, his voice deeper, more feral. “You’d put a bullet in my fucking skull JUST LIKE THAT?!”

THIS ISN’T JOE, she tells herself, the same way she hadn’t been MIA when Eveline made her hurt people. But whatever it is has Joe’s face and his voice, almost, and he wants to HURT HER. And she is afraid of hurting people again. She spent three years HUNTING INNOCENTS and she still dreams of hooks through jaws and a knife to cleave a man’s head from his shoulders and hands on throats and in guts and and and ------ she is terrified to become that thing again. SHE DOES NOT WANT TO HURT PEOPLE ANY MORE.

Yet, she is also a result. A wounded animal, feral, barring teeth and afraid and willing to rip out throats if it will keep her safe. ( there is no such thing as safe when you still dream of her remember her HEAR HER. there will never be anything like safe. ) So the gun doesn’t lower, and only faintly do her darting eyes betray her fear. ( terror. terror. this is just like then. ) She feels the bruises blooming violet around the pale skin of her throat and the blood dry around her nose.

“I would,” she replies, voice hard and only barely shaking. “You know damn well that I would.”

She takes a step froward. “You’re going to explain to me why the FUCK you hurt me, and you’re going to do it fast.”

#poorlittlejoseph #* ⟨ 001 –– NOW SWALLOW THE TRAUMA. ⟩#THIS IS LATE IM SO SORRY IM AWFUL

cerisetheai:

❪ get BAD ? has to be something here — a virus , or something else ? worse. ❫ even in self defense , the very notion of having to harm this innocent woman is prompting her to feel uneasy. she can’t leave — not until she’s at least uncovered some ANSWERS. the bsaa && the remainder of terrasave would be able to manage the rest , but for now , she’s navigating into the unknown. A NEW SISTER FOR EVIE. ❛ i have a knife , but — what's that supposed to mean ? && who’s this ‘ she ’ ? there’s someone else here with you ? ❜

“A knife --- a knife might not be enough. Daddy leaves guns laying around sometimes --- he used to hunt, I think, animals I mean, but now he ------ if we find o - one, take it. ‘Cause I ---------” She trails off. Her eyes dart --- is Evie here? She didn’t hear anything. Just in your head, just in your head, MOMMY. “Eveline --- she’s --- uh. I don’t know how to -------- I can’t remember everything. But she makes me get bad sometimes. I --- I might hurt you. I don’t mean to, but she --- gets inside me. In my skull. Like --- like bugs in your skin. I can’t always s - stop her. If that happens, you have to kill me.”

#cerisetheai #* ⟨ 002 –– CONTAIN THE INFECTION. ⟩

fingertrap:

truth be told, he doesn’t quite know himself. it wasn’t until she pointed it out that Mike even noticed the gash, or the branching rivers of blood trailing down his arm. pain’s been a relative concept since that night on the mountain, the days he spent in a hospital bed afterwards, with nothing but muffled feet and voices on the other side of his door to accompany the hopeless thoughts fit to burst from his brain. you did this. you let her die.

❛ ahh – i dunno. must’a brushed up against somethin’ and didn’t notice. and uh – not that i’m not grateful or anything, but do you… always carry bandages, or … ? ❜

The woman barely looks up for her work, quick in wrapping the bandages ------ not experienced, quite, though she was once. The skill fell out of favor after three years in hell, BUT --- she’d known well how to treat a wound, once. It had been a necessary skill, with The Connections. Even after the years, some of the muscle memory remains.

“Uh. Yeah, pretty much.” She finishes, not put off by the blood but seeming concerned about what’s on her fingers; she wipes it too - quick on her jeans. “I’m pretty clumsy anymore; my --- uh, my husband pretty much insists on it.”

#fingertrap #* ⟨ 001 –– NOW SWALLOW THE TRAUMA. ⟩#this was literally finished in my drafts like 2 weeks ago i just forgot to publish it AAAAAAAAAA

guess who has a new laptop and can finally write again!

#ooc.#tomorrow ill do some Writin #2night i gotta finish stuff for school 2morrow and play sims 3 dfhsjklfdfgdsfds #ALSO I REWATCHED CONJURING AND IM NOT SAYING THAT IF SOMEONE MADE AN ED WITH ME ID MAKE A LORRAINE BUT #THATS EXACTLY WHAT IM SAYING

vital-dust

#* ⟨ ISMS –– WE WILL NEVER BE A FAMILY. ⟩#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩

heavensghost

#* ⟨ MUSINGS –– YOU ARE NOT SAFE HERE. / NO ONE IS COMING. / YOU ARE ALONE. ⟩#* ⟨ ETHAN & MIA –– I’M SORRY I’M SORRY I’M SORRY. ⟩#god i want......ethan #* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩

your-health-hazard

#* ⟨ MUSINGS –– YOU ARE NOT SAFE HERE. / NO ONE IS COMING. / YOU ARE ALONE. ⟩#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩

apuffybird-deactivated20221111

I got Resident Evil 7 for Christmas and it’s really great.

#THIS IS BULLSHIT #blood /#weapons /#* ⟨ ETHAN WINTERS –– STAY AWAY. ⟩#* ⟨ MIA WINTERS –– GHOST. ⟩#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩

bahsatan-deactivated20180403

#happy family :)#* ⟨ MIA WINTERS –– GHOST. ⟩#* ⟨ EVELINE –– I CAN FEEL HER CLAWING HER WAY BACK INSIDE ME. ⟩#* ⟨ ETHAN WINTERS –– STAY AWAY. ⟩#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩

chosenswan

Rise and shine, sleepyhead. It’s time for supper.

#* ⟨ AESTHETIC –– GOD IS CRUEL. / SOMETIMES HE MAKES YOU LIVE. ⟩#* ⟨ THE BAKERS –– WE’RE GOING TO BE A FAMILY. ⟩#* ⟨ EVELINE –– I CAN FEEL HER CLAWING HER WAY BACK INSIDE ME. ⟩#blood /#gore /#body horror /#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩

noelyely-deactivated20200826

Where's Mia?!

#* ⟨ MIA WINTERS –– GHOST. ⟩#* ⟨ AESTHETIC –– GOD IS CRUEL. / SOMETIMES HE MAKES YOU LIVE. ⟩#* ⟨ STRANGERS –– RUIN YOUR FUCKING SELF BEFORE THEY DO. ⟩#blood /#gore /#body horror /#eyes horror /#* ⟨ QUEUE –– GO AWAY! / LEAVE ME ALONE! ⟩

how end of zoe should have gone: starts the same. once joe gets her the first half dose of the medicine, zoe becomes conscious enough get up and following and the game leads the player to believe its gonna be an escort missioon, except we end up with a bait and switch where joe is either killed or otherwise put out of the fight, leading zoe to play as usual. zoe’s still impaired, but has regenerative abilities and super strength from the infection still, so it balances out and she Punches Just As Hard As Joe. zoe kills jack and his last words are “i’m sorry, baby girl.” if joe is still alive he shows up. chris bursts in. etc.

also, zoe isn’t fucking naked for no goddamn reason, and she doesnt have ADDED JIGGLE PHYSICS

#ooc.#my rewatching the game thing is leading me 2 being pissed off abt end of zoe again #like yes albino zoe encased in weird ice shit is Peak Aesthetic but it doesnt make any SENSE and is clearly just a fanservice thing so FUCK #anyway. happier thoughts: mia and zoe meeting up cos they love and care abt each other

mia winters may be standard ‘white man pain fuel and plot motivator ’ but damn if ‘punch - clock villain working for bioterrorism crime syndicate’ isn’t cooler than the alternative

#ooc.#speaking of its still bullshit that end of zoe was more 'man saves damnsel in distress woman' and not zoe getting 2 be badass all on hr fUCK #ING OWN #also i say punch clock villain not because i think mia is evil or even that id actually qualify her as a villain but #like. she worked for a crime syndicate. murder. money laundering. BIOWEAPONS. she may have felt like Balls abt a lot of it #and not liked the whole turning kids into weapons thing #but she still went along with it man #shes good but she Did Bad #hey uh @ horror games when do i get to play as a WOMAN rescuing MY HUSBAND / NEPHEW / SON OF THE PRESIDENT #the only times u get 2 play as a woman in horror games is when the game wants 2 emphasize ur helplessness cos haha #woman are helpless!

hurts her hand, shakes up her wrist and down into her elbow, hurts like something she can’t feel, you aren’t allowed to, you’re only supposed to hurt when we want you to, mommy ------ hurts like crucifixion, like christ, but you’re no messiah. this is not sacrifice but it is, maybe, enough --- !!

‘run!’ her voice scrapes past through throat and the other looks confused, terrified, and mia feels the blood spurting even if she is not looking at the wrist it flows from. the hammer misses the nail, hits her arm instead. she twists her mouth, glances back just long enough to realign before the hammer swings and digs the long nail further into her wrist, into the wood it’s pressed to. ‘you need to go! you need to get out!’

‘what are you --- what are you doing?’ he asks, BEGS, eyes darting terrified --- the man ( she’s forgotten his name or maybe he never told her, but he’s not broken like they are yet and she wants to save him save him that’s bad, mommy ) takes a step nearer in time with the nail’s head digging past her flesh and she winces, lets out a dull cry. this is nothing compared to the time they sawed your throat open, but that does not make it nothing.

‘you need to GO! i can feel her --- crawling up my spine! in my skin!’ she swings the hammer at her face and feels her mouth spurt blood and isn’t sure if it was mia to quiet eveline or eveline to punish mia. it hurts and slurs her voice when she speaks again. ‘shut up! leave me alone --- YOU NEED TO RUN!’

bless his heart, he tries. she gets one more solid connection between nail and hammer, one more attempt at crucifixion, before eveline’s presence in her chest blood guts gets louder and louder and mia can’t outscream her any more. the nail gives him more time to run when her eyes turn black and flat and he runs, runs, runs, runs faster when he hears her scream and the sound of an arm ripping free from not - quite - a - cross.

she wakes alive, no crown of thorns but her hands in his guts and a healing hole through her wrist.

#drabbles.#self harm /#religious imagery /#ask to tag /#one time mia nailed her arm to a wall when she felt evie abt 2 take over because she wanted to buy someone she was trying 2 help escape #more time #: )

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