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@scars-and-apples II Starter Call
“I’ll give you five dollars if you punch that dickhead in the face.”
"You just made my night." Jake has been watching the asshat and trying to decide if it was worth it. The pros and cons had been balanced before, but now? Faces were gonna get punched, and Jake was pretty sure half the bar would by them drinks for it.
i’m looking for some leon concept art and i’ve never seen this before, i am dYING
I’ll need someone to cosplay the Merchant and hang on my back while I’ll do RE4 Leon
{Dumb thought. This is clearly a Pokemon Sun&Moon inspired concept art. Merchant is clearly Leon’s nickname for his Decidueye.}
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Jake might have been a little sad to see Jamie go, but it wasn’t like he was that far away. He wasn’t gonna pout…besides, he got distracted quick. “Then you’d have busted out the bolt cutters and smuggled ‘em out here in your dufflebag.” He looked down at the doberman starting to wiggle in her sleep, and suddenly realized something important.
“So uh, she doesn’t have a name yet. I was thinking Rover, but it sounds kinda lame.” He grimaced before returning his attention to Jamie. “Any ideas babe?”
If Jamiroquai could’ve vomited on cue, he absolutely would’ve. “Fuck, Jake, are you serious?! Rover? Oh my god.”
He had to admit, the idea of naming this fucked up demon dog something absolutely normal was hilarious. But Rover? That was shitty even for a normal dog name. She was way cooler than that anyways. She was a survivor–a champion of life. Poor thing had already gone to hell and back, and while she wasn’t intact… she was perfect.
hmm… hell and back, huh?
“She’s our perfect demon dog,” he said with a grin. “I vote Diablo. Number one, our neighbors will think we’re crazy and it’ll be dope to yell at the park when she misbehaves.”
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“Good,” Jamie said, his heart pounding the gavel. Yes, this was their dog now. No one else could have her. She was a little mangled, a little fucked up, but hey so were they. All she needed was a good place and a lot of love. She was a perfect addition in the perfect house.
God, he couldn’t wait for her to wake up. He was gonna play with her so hard.
“…I’ve always wanted a dog,” he said, leaning back, so he wasn’t completely on top of his boyfriend. “Mom always said no. Probably for the best. Knowing her, she’d probably have just thrown it outside on a chain and forgotten it.”
Jake might have been a little sad to see Jamie go, but it wasn’t like he was that far away. He wasn’t gonna pout...besides, he got distracted quick. “Then you’d have busted out the bolt cutters and smuggled ‘em out here in your dufflebag.” He looked down at the doberman starting to wiggle in her sleep, and suddenly realized something important.
“So uh, she doesn’t have a name yet. I was thinking Rover, but it sounds kinda lame.” He grimaced before returning his attention to Jamie. “Any ideas babe?”
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Jamie put the book away immediately. He turns his whole body to get a look at this new creature. First and foremost, it looks damn rough–missing an ear, patchy fur, scars and scratches both healing across her body. But… sleeping all curled up in her little towel… Shit, it was barely a few seconds before Jamiroquai was in love with the precious thing.
“Wait, so they just… let you take an T-virus lab dog home?” That was pretty chill for these corporation types. He was already reaching over to pet her, running her fingers across her fur. It honestly wasn’t bad. It didn’t feel nearly as bad as her appearance might’ve suggested.
He was fully petting her, basically full leaning across Jake. “Damn, baby you’re a survivor. What a brave girl…” He looked up to his boyfriend, a bitter question in his mind. “…were they gonna put her down?”
"I was actually the one taking care of her before hand. They needed someone immune to give her her meds in case she bit. So I might have just, informed them I was taking her home." He'd always wanted a dog, and she'd really mellowed out once the rage inducing virus was kicked out of her brain. What a good sweet girl she was! So Jake let them know the status quo.
Jake snorted at Jamie basically laying across his lap and played with his pretty curls as he figured out his answer. "Not yet. There's usually a few places willing to take lab dogs, but given what they were testing, those weren't an option. I think they were considering it before I stepped in."
Lmao my baby bro looked over my shoulder at my phone, saw sweater Nero, and went "ooooh, he's pretty"
Yes!!! The prettiest sweater boi ♡
"Hey. Hey Chris. I'm booooored."
“Well good evening to you bored, I’m Redfield.”
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"...Holy shit, you are old. You made a dad joke. On me."
❛❛ I’m never leaving this blanket nest ever again. ❜❜
“ That’s not practical. You have to leave at some point. ”
"Nope. I'll just take it with me."
"Hey Jamie, wanna meet my new dog?"
Jamie looked up from his book, curled on the corner of the couch. Had he… heard that correctly?
“You bought a new dog?”
The book can wait. There are puppies to be pet.
"I didn't really buy her, but I got her!" Jake carefully arranged the towel wrapped dog in his arms, before setting her down across the couch from Jamie. "She's still sleepy for now, but should wake up soon. And she looks a bit fucked up, 'cause she was a research dog."
He plopped himself on the couch between Jamie and the dog, so he could grin at Jamie while he patted the dog's side. "This girl here, is the first known cured survivor of the T-virus."
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“Really? Its actually krypton? I thought that was just a bullshit answer.” Well would you look at that. Jake finished up the lesson and pocketed his phone before waving on ahead of him. “Well, I’ll check you in as a guest. There’s usually not many people at the gym around this time, so you won’t have to worry, and no one wants to talk to each other anyway, least in my experience.” Jake did not realize the power of the scowl whenever someone tried to.
Less of an audience to embarrass myself in front of, Jamie thought. Solid plus in my direction. But he kept this thought to himself, following Jake into the gym. It was immediately overwhelming with a ton of machines all over the fucking place. Some of them he thought he could figure out. Others he could only picture himself getting comically launched from, leaving a Jamiroquai shaped hole in the ceiling.
“So,” he hummed, rocking on his toes. “Ah… We stretch first? Is that the thing? That’s what we did in track… I dunno if it’s different cuz… muscles.”
Cuz muscles?!?! God what’s wrong with my fucking brain. Just… be cool in front of Jake, you idiot. Be cool.
“Yeah, stretching first is for the best so we don’t hurt ourselves. Let’s go over here, it’s a bit out of the way.” Jake lead Jamie over to a spot where there were some yoga mats and space, and got started. First the arms, then the back, then the legs, and it wasn’t too long before Jake was doing a split and leaning forward on the ground, eyebrows scrunched as he tried to work a particularly irritated muscle.
“You don’t gotta push yourself too hard, just enough that it works. I’ve been doing this for….” He really thought about it for a moment. Had it really been almost half his life? Damn. “Let’s just say a really long time. So I’m a lot better than most people, definitely not the standard to try and meet.”
“Yeaaah,” Jamie said, just…. watching the guy do his fuckin thing. “That…” he gestured his finger toward the guy. “That’s not happening. Not that much at least…”
He shrugged off the draw string and set it against a wall. He settled himself much more carefully than Jake had, stretching best he could. He felt he was… pretty average for a kid his age. Maybe a little above since he’d done track for a while. But damn, sitting next to Jake was doing fuck-all for his self confidence.
“So… You do this shit a lot then? Like… work out and… stuff?”
* a long way gone starters
a long way gone is a novel by ishmael beah.
‘ none of what happened was your fault. ’
‘ i don’t have much, but i will give you a place to sleep, food, and my love. ’
‘ come with me to the kitchen for some food. ’
‘ do you want to lie down? ’
‘ this is going to hurt. ’
‘ you are my son. ’
‘ how did you get these scars? ’
‘ you can go if you want to, but i suggest that you stay in bed tonight. ’
‘ come back tomorrow so that i can change the bandage. ’
‘ thank you for coming to see me. ’
‘ would you like to tell me about it? ’
‘ you look hungry. ’
‘ i’ll bring you some food, and please, take your time. ’
‘ how do you like being here? ’
‘ i was never disappointed, since i always expected the worst to happen. ’
‘ you were just a little boy, and anytime you want to tell me anything, i am here to listen. ’
‘ like i said, we cannot go back. but we can start from here. ’
‘ i’d wake up sweating and throwing punches in the air. ’
‘ so i couldn’t bring myself to be completely happy. ’
‘ you’ll get through this. ’
‘ you are lucky. ’
‘ how long have i been here? ’
‘ you have a great smile, you should smile more. ’
‘ i had this dream last night. ’
‘ in the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy, and confusion. ’
‘ i was worried about living with a family. ’
‘ are you sure you want to be friends with me? ’
‘ i had learned to survive and take care of myself. ’
‘ if you are alive, there is hope for a better day and something good to happen. ’
‘ people don’t trust each other anymore. ’
‘ they have lost everything that makes them human. ’
‘ i know, i know. ’
⭐️ For our Redemption verse.
You get two because I couldn't decide between them. - Jake knows he's not human, that he's the pleasant surprise result of an experiment. Still, he craves the simple affections of a family, or at least someone who gives half a damn about Jake, not Jacob, and certainly not Project W 1.1.- There was a plan in place set for a few months after Albert rescued Jake. A researcher was going to pretend to try and help Jake escape, set him up in housing, and get him a job...with Umbrella Corporation.
Who do you ship Jake with? From within Resident Evil video game franchise. Doesn't have to be from RE6 specifically. Just curious to know your ships.
Oh man, canon characters I ship him with? Piers and Sherry are clear ones, I feel like Jake and Billy Coen would get along well, and…I kinda have a weak spot for the idea of Leon and Jake. I dunno why I do, I just. Do.
For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.
"Oof! Watch it!" Rich coming from the one who walked into Albert.
Hair grab. Yanks him around. “Apologize. At once.”
The fact that this dude managed to snatch him around by slapping his hand over his practically bald head was damn impressive, but Jake just bared his teeth at the man. "The fuck is your problem, I didn't hit you or anything, just watch out, damn."
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“Really? Its actually krypton? I thought that was just a bullshit answer.” Well would you look at that. Jake finished up the lesson and pocketed his phone before waving on ahead of him. “Well, I’ll check you in as a guest. There’s usually not many people at the gym around this time, so you won’t have to worry, and no one wants to talk to each other anyway, least in my experience.” Jake did not realize the power of the scowl whenever someone tried to.
Less of an audience to embarrass myself in front of, Jamie thought. Solid plus in my direction. But he kept this thought to himself, following Jake into the gym. It was immediately overwhelming with a ton of machines all over the fucking place. Some of them he thought he could figure out. Others he could only picture himself getting comically launched from, leaving a Jamiroquai shaped hole in the ceiling.
“So,” he hummed, rocking on his toes. “Ah… We stretch first? Is that the thing? That’s what we did in track… I dunno if it’s different cuz… muscles.”
Cuz muscles?!?! God what’s wrong with my fucking brain. Just… be cool in front of Jake, you idiot. Be cool.
"Yeah, stretching first is for the best so we don't hurt ourselves. Let's go over here, it's a bit out of the way." Jake lead Jamie over to a spot where there were some yoga mats and space, and got started. First the arms, then the back, then the legs, and it wasn't too long before Jake was doing a split and leaning forward on the ground, eyebrows scrunched as he tried to work a particularly irritated muscle.
"You don't gotta push yourself too hard, just enough that it works. I've been doing this for...." He really thought about it for a moment. Had it really been almost half his life? Damn. "Let's just say a really long time. So I'm a lot better than most people, definitely not the standard to try and meet."
what are some things about your boy that folks might not know about your portrayal? Little random headcannons you have
Oh boy do I have some random hc for my boy! So, it's obvious Jake has trust issues. What's not clear, is that he has to be really careful with food, because he WILL gorge himself to near illness if he doesn't take caution. This comes from an unfortunate past with near starvation and having to eat what he could, when he could. On a positive hc note, Jake actually enjoys playing the piano. He doesn't get to do it often, but he doesn't get to do it often. When he does, Jake gets REALLY into it. If his childhood had gone well, his mother would have continued to nurture his love of piano and language and he'd have gone on to have a career in the world of music.
