loyal hound

— ﹙𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢﹚   ㅤ ₜₐₚₛ   ㅤ ₐ   ㅤ 𝙂𝙐𝙉   ㅤ ᵗᵒ   ㅤ ʸᵒᵘʳ   ㅤ inner   ㅤ skull;   ㅤ d̳e̳m̳a̳n̳d̳i̳n̳g̳   ㅤ ʸᵒᵘ   ㅤ ᵇʳⁱⁿᵍ   ㅤ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ   ㅤ 𝘛𝘏𝘌   ㅤ 𝘋𝘌𝘈𝘋.

[rekuiemu]

ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ   ㅤ+   ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ   ㅤ   ㅤ𝙡𝙚𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙩 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙𝙮.   ㅤᵐⁱˣᵉᵈ ᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿ,ㅤ  primarily  within  RE4﹙²⁰⁰⁵﹚ ﹠  RE2﹙²⁰¹⁹﹚.  i  take  inspiration  from  literature  as  well  as  other  games  and  shows.  brought  back  by  𝙳𝙳  ﹙²³ / ʰᵉʰⁱᵐ / ᵃᵉˢᵗ. ﹚

i.  𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚍      ii.  𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐  

[rekuiemu]

any1 have any thots on the new resi movie trailer?

[rekuiemu]

wtvr any of dis means

[rekuiemu]

brah whyd they hire a baby 2 be a cop!???

[rekuiemu]

wanted 2 write in the past evening n forgot i had a fucken saosin concert. home 4 the rest of tday so expect Writing im bein serious now

[rekuiemu]

something i saw recently rlly made me rethink leon’s heroism and that’s the way he treats his friends. in a nearly condescending way he takes on the role of a protector because he believes that is what he has to do. (toxic savior complex….) he doesn’t treat those around him fairly. this can apply to anyone, mind you. in re2 he takes it upon himself to try and pick up ada without asking first, to try and insert himself into situations he really doesn’t have a place in. in re6 he really doesn’t take sherry seriously at all until she Shows she can handle herself. (claire vc in death island when are you gonna stop treating me like a little kid?) i love leon. i do. but i think a fatal flaw of his is he is stuck in this firm belief that only he can take the brunt of everything thrown his way, that he’s only meant to protect and serve without thinking for himself or how that makes others feel

[rekuiemu]

something i feel like not many people pay attention to or rlly discuss is leon being almost a separate entity from his own body? the many times he doesn’t truly belong to himself, rather something takes over him, uses him, hurts him until he’s a shell. this is very prominent in re4 when his body is taken over against his own will, put in excruciating pain, tortured until his nerves feel shot. leon in general gives and gives and gives until there is nothing left. mmm… i think when he looks in the mirror he doesn’t recognize his body. all he sees is scars. all he sees is a ghost.

[rekuiemu]

having barely escaped the throes of battle, the pair find themselves currently stranded, the only way out is ᵘᵖ. not this shit again, he thinks, scowling at their predicament. it's mission after mission, his body has clearly begun to wear down from the gymnastic tricks he's doing. higher up is a ladder, a red bandana tightly woven around it, calling for their attention. he turns to 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝚄𝚁𝙴, kneeling down and patting his shoulder blade, a silent invite to pull it down. [ get that for me, would'ya? ]

it comes down in a loud ﹠ rusty squeal, clearly unused for ( presumably ) years. " nice. " he begins a quick ascent, following after her, glancing downwards just to make sure. " have you been in a situation like this before? you seem prepared. "

           [ starter. ] @mylure

[rekuiemu]

he holds his gun up, arms crossed in a sort of protective stance, flashlight throws illumination to the darkened hallway. the wolf steps softly, hugging the wall, slipping into the dim corridor. there's a feeling of unease that hangs in the air, something leon notices nearly instantly, having learned to develop practically  𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙻 - 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 instincts during his time in training. ( go with your gut: DON'T THINK! ) 

" hey—— " he pauses, gun lowering, yet still held tightly between his scarred fingers. a vibrant strand of lightning white hair that parts through auburn locks, he stares, momentarily forgetting his mission. leon crouches, finger tips hesitantly tapping on her spinal column, an act of concern. " not a zombie, are ya? " [ very smooth. ]

           [ starter. ] @anmaries

[rekuiemu]

leon grunts, pulling his body up ﹠ over the railing, flopping onto the rooftop alongside the 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛. the moon is held high in the night sky, watching them both, illuminating their pathway. he's always been brave, even as a child, even when his parents were taken before his very eyes. superheros: what he'd only see in comic-books, a far away fantasy. [ 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆! ] he stands here now, in the vicinity of a  " superhero ".

" wow, you are really good at all this! do you, maybe, have any tips? " he's somewhat sheepish, shyly rubbing the nape of his neck. there's been a simmering desire to save those less fortunate than him, a golden crown illuminating his fair blonde locks, eyes beaming with aspiration.

           [ starter. ] @spidroins

[rekuiemu]

" claire! " leon rushes by her side, pulling her up to a standing position, eyes once so bright now dimmed into a sickly blue. he never expected to see her here, not after everything. " you— you, ᵘʰ, look ... " ( different. ) there is something wounded inside both of them. something skitters behind the pair, returning to the deep forest, clearly not wanting to be seen.

" we gotta get you out of here. " his ultimate flaw, he knows she's strong, ( 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚃, 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗. ) but he won't allow her to stay somewhere that risks her safety. it's nearly condescending, his urge to protect, even when unnecessary.

           [ starter. ] @rescuefield

[rekuiemu]

blood pools in his mouth, spilling over his tongue.— leon spits, wiping the crimson remnants, only to smear it across his cheek. croft is much quicker and agile than he, which aligns with her figure ﹠ her athletic form. despite 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 of training, he's hardly able to keep up. through one swift leap, leon lands harshly on the damp stone ten feet across from him. " fuck, " he breathlessly utters, slipping forwards, gloved palm pushing his weight up.

" 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝. " his hands clap together, wiping off any grime. he can handle this, hes handled worse. " so ... we gonna keep running up this mountain? or ... "

           [ starter. ]  @crofter

[rekuiemu]

U guys i am freaking photoshopmaxxing

[rekuiemu]

hi

[rekuiemu]

leon would drop a piece of food on the ground and pick it up and eat it

[rekuiemu]

leon probably has auditory hallucinations sometimes and he’ll be sitting with you and suddenly snap forwards and say ‘did you hear that??’ and then after 10 minutes he calms back down. he’s like a deer

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