* SOMETHING'S MADE YOUR EYES GO COLD .

it is a hungry ghost that dogs your stretched-thin shadow. hungry ghost, understand? you are substance and blood; it is air and echoes, nothing more. when it tries to swallow you whole, fight back. you have peace, laughter, love in the armory of your soul. 

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whispers RE 5/6 chris is sexy af and anyone who hates him is just an Insecure Dude that has to scream about ROIDS to make themselves feel secure.

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❛ i thought i lost you. ❜ / from claire !!

DISMANTLING SECRET FACILITIES often came with its fair share of near-death experiences, but today’s venture has taken a particularly cataclysmic turn. upon triggering the alarm, its loud peal produces every demoniac creature in the vicinity, thronging him like uproaring recusants. he barely makes it out, and when the structure behind them finally explodes in a haze of heat, he sags onto the shoulder of the road, veins alive with adrenaline. as bright shoots of white start to swamp his vision, he vaguely realizes that he’s bleeding. a darkening rosette of blood pools beneath him, notes of smoke and blood flooding his senses all at once.  

at the far edges of his audition, he can hear fabric ripping, but he’s too occupied with the static in his head to feel claire fasten it around his waist.through the brume, her voice reaches out to him. ❛  you can’t get rid of me that easy.  ❜ he manages a smile; a means of reassurance more than anything else. ❛  besides, someone’s gotta watch your back.  ❜  but his ill attempt at humor is short-lived—a twinge of agony racks his insides and a sharp intake of breath passes through the closed spaces of his teeth. the night sky seems to reel before his eyes, stars flung into winding star trails. he makes no further gibes, opting instead to sprawl out on the concrete in some vain attempt to curb his deepening vertigo. ❛  how bad is it ?  ❜

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I have had days stare back at me as if to say, let’s see who will darken first.

William Olsen, from “The Day After the Day of the Dead,” Field Guide to Prose Poetry: Contemporary Poets in Discussion and Practice, ed. Gary L. McDowell and F. Daniel Rzicznek (Rose Metal Press, 2010)

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gives a slight nudge to the other's arm. ❝ hypothetically speaking here for a moment. but if a guy was to be involved with your sister and she didn't tell you about it how would you react? ❞

CLAIRE HAS ALWAYS been more romantically inclined than her brother. between seemingly endless stacks of paperwork and saving the world from the ravages of mass scale infection, romance isn’t something he gives a lot of thought. since the day she depended on him to raise her, he always felt a subcostal twinge of dread at the mention of boys. even as a youth, he knew how boys were… they didn’t always have the best intentions. it wasn’t his place to police who she dated, but it never stopped him from keeping a sharp eye out. he gauges the blonde, a trace of skepticism coloring the umber of his eyes. ❛  i’m not sure i like what you’re implying…  ❜ his response is spring-loaded with apprehension. leon is many things, but if his his pointed sarcasm and snappy one-liners are anything to go by, the guy doesn’t know the definition of subtlety. it doesn’t take long for chris to realize that leon’s hypothetical question might not be so hypothetical, after all. a reprimand pools on his tongue, but the words snag in his throat. as hard as it is for chris to see claire as anything but his younger sibling, claire is an adult now… if she really did choose to date leon without telling him, then that’s her decision to make. sure, it stings a little, but the fact that she chose to omit that part of her life to her own brother must mean his overprotective impulses aren’t wanted. ❛  i don’t think i’ll ever stop seeing her as my little sister. it’s hard to let go sometimes… but as long as she’s happy, i’m okay with it.  ❜ the smile on his face belies the vaguely threatening sentiment that comes out of his mouth next. ❛  besides, if he hurt her in any way, he’d have me to deal with. i take a hard line with casanovas… hypothetically speaking.  ❜

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i save myself first.

dash only / jake muller of RE6 / adapted by moony

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         ❛ I’m killing myself from the inside out, and all my fears have pushed you out.    ❜

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he clasps a firm hand around her shoulder, eyes leveling with hers. it hurts to see this life-strong woman wilt in front of his eyes, fettered by fear and anxiety. ❛  it wasn’t your fault, jill. it’s time we put this behind us... for both our sakes.  ❜

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Catch Rebecca offering Chris a '#1 Brother' mug with the STARS logo on the back.

SOME THINGS ARE better said in the version of a mug. the first thing he recognizes is the unmistakable trademark of his organization; the blue backdrop with a scatter of stars blustering front and center. ❛  is that for me ?  ❜ he takes the handle between gentle digits, turning it over. a smile blooms across his face as he reads the bold letters emblazoned across the front. #1 brother ? chris isn’t entirely surprised. rebecca is like a younger sister to him, almost as much as claire is. he staked his life to ensure they both made it out of the mansion alive / that haunt of nightmares. dread settles over him at the recollection, but given the chance, HE WOULD DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN. ❛  thanks, becca. i’m giving this a place of honor on my desk !  ❜

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#Positivity Protocol! 😄💙☀️ Send this to ten muns who you think portray their muses so damn well and are just generally awesome!

HDKS how dare you send this back to me 😂 you’re just so approachable and easy to talk to ! i don’t rant enough about how much i love jill but you’re one of those people who made me love her even more. thank you for indulging my nonsense and being as obsessed with butts as i am. also why don’t we have 932 threads yet ? LET’S GOO

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#Positivity Protocol! 😄💙☀️ Send this to ten muns who you think portray their muses so damn well and are just generally awesome!

HHH EXCUSE ME. this means a lot ! i love stalking your blog and seeing you on my dash. you’re one of the first people i interacted with / made me feel welcome and i’m grateful for it. i love leon and you ! (;Д;)

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not ignoring anyone. this month has been weird and put me into an off mental spot. however, march is going to be the start of better tracks. replies should become more usual after this wednesday. <3

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         ❝               i    know    i    took    the    path    that    you    would    never    want    for    me                                                    i    gave    you    hell    through    all    the    years    …               ❞

    CHRIS    AND    CLAIRE    REDFIELD         ::         written    by    brett    &    lyd

❝             don’t    tell    me    that    i’m    wrong    i’ve    walked    that    road    before    and   left you    on    your    own    and    please    believe    them    when    they    say    that    it’s    left    for    yesterday    and    the    records    that    i’ve    played    please    forgive    me    for    all    i’ve    done    …             ❞

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                       𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟖...                           𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐓.                  leon  s.  kennedy   —   written by cayde.

                       𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍...                             𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄.                     ada wong   —   written by petra.

cr.

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tackles her big brother in a big ol' hug.

HE’S HESITANT AT first. they haven’t seen each other in so long, but chris isn’t sure what he’s afraid of. maybe that that the world changed her for the worse. of course, he knows his sister better than that / but apprehension pricks at him regardless. he’s felt pessimism’s dark hand on his throat, spinning light into darkness. it permeated the unmapped acres of his mind, relentless in its conquest. but he likes to think claire is stronger than him… NOTHING COULD POSSIBLY SUBJUGATE HER IRONWOOD HEART. he may be older / but she already surpassed him on so many levels. staying gentle in a world such as this requires a specific mettle… something he hasn’t always had in equal measure.

she seals the spaces between them with surprising velocity. before he has time to react, their bodies clash / chiseling dread to tenderness. he reminds himself it’s claire… it’s definitely the claire he knows. for a moment, his arms hang limp at his sides. he’s been orphaned of touch for so long, HE FORGOT WHAT CLOSENESS WAS LIKE. ❛  i must’ve done something right today, huh ?  ❜ his cheerful inflection belies his previous reservations; he doesn’t want her to know he worries. still the same old claire… what ever made him think otherwise ? she’s a redfield, same as him. he wastes little time hooking his arm around the slender fall of her shoulders, pulling her close to his chest. ❛  i missed you too, kid.  ❜

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chris be letting his dead on the inside come through on the outside with those screencaps

as soon as you turn your back chris’ face will regress into what we call the classic bitch face, vividly displaying the oppressive and brutal weight of being alive

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re1 chris vs re5 chris vs re7 chris

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When those guys DID know each other

Chris’ facial expression in this cutscene always cracks me up

Leon won’t smile unless he feels like it; Chris smiles to be polite but as soon as you look away he’s back to resting ‘well, this might as well fuckin’ happen today, too’ face.