sherry - she/her - bi(?) - 27 - asks open!
using the inch the dso gave me to go a mile, consequences be damned (^_^) please don't tell them i said that... or that i'm out free roaming...
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(+my sherry playlist)
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blake kathryn
cherry valley forever
occasionally subtle
Not today Justin
Interview Vampire Daily
RMH

bliss lane

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
Show & Tell
noise dept.
Claire Keane
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@sherry-birkin-real
sherry - she/her - bi(?) - 27 - asks open!
using the inch the dso gave me to go a mile, consequences be damned (^_^) please don't tell them i said that... or that i'm out free roaming...
(INFO UNDER THE CUT)
(+my sherry playlist)
// there's too many blondes in resident evil we gotta start handing out colored contacts and hair dye
↖Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway.. eventually..
applies a bandage with slow and deliberate care. -> from sherry
Ada had been patched up countless times before, but never quite like this. Sherry’s hands are careful— almost impossibly so— her movements far too patient for someone dealing with the aftermath of another mission gone sideways.
Ada’s used to hurried hands, quick fixes, and people who patched her up only because they need her standing again. She simply watches, caught off guard by the unfamiliar warmth of being cared for without an ulterior motive.
“You’re very kind, Sherry,” she remarks, voice soft and gentle. “I see why Leon is so fond of you.”
"It's nothing, really." Sherry replied cooly, yet she found herself brushing some strands of hair from her own face at the compliment with a shy smile.
The blonde made a few simple adjustments before tossing the rest of the bloodied bandages and various wrappers into a nearby trash can, not yet fully leaving the other woman's side. She would have helped her regardless of any personal connections, but it felt easier to patch Ada up than any of her fellow teammates, even with her lack of skill in medical care.
"It was my fault for letting it get that bad in the first place. I should've hounded you the second it happened."
Ada flexes her arm experimentally before glancing over at Sherry with an amused smile. "You know, if you keep fussing over me like this, I might start getting injured on purpose."
She lets the joke hang for a second before shaking her head. Her gaze softens as it settles on the fresh bandage.
"It wasn't your responsibility," she says softly. "I've made a career out of pretending injuries are inconveniences." A faint laugh escapes her. "You don't need to blame yourself for my habits."
Sherry blinked in surprise at Ada's playful remark, red slowly creeping across her face before she looked away to try and focus on something else. "Well, as long as you're in my care, you are my responsibility. It's the least I can do."
The once abandoned medkit was now being packed away haphazardly by Sherry as a distraction. She had "miraculously" gotten away scot free from any cuts or scrapes herself, so there was no need to keep it out now. Feeling the itch to wash her hands despite the chances of any cross contamination being next to nothing, she used that as another quick excuse to run off and ponder what to say to her compatriot, leaving Ada alone on the bed briefly. She wasn't quite used to bantering with anyone outside of work.
"I might not be to blame, but I can still worry, you know." The young woman spoke up again as she returned to the room, hands damp and now smelling faintly of rubbing alcohol and soap. Brushing some hair out of her own face again as she sat, her bangs not wanting to stay in place. "I'm afraid you've been around enough for me to care about you. Sorry." She awkwardly laughed as she teased Ada– ironic, considering her own gripes with letting people in.
Name ten favorite characters from ten different fandoms then tag ten people!
I. Archangel - X-Men
II. Rose Marigold - Alan Wake
III. Hollyleaf - Warrior Cats
IV. Susie - Deltarune
V. Izutsumi - Dungeon Meshi
VI. Steve Burnside - Resident Evil
VII. Catra - SPOP
VIII. Lydia - Skyrim
IX. Selina Kyle - Batman
X. Liu Woods - Creepypasta
tagged by: @xbeautifulxlie
tagging: anyone!
// for whatever reason it appears that my drafts are now physically fighting me and kicking me out of the editor
// sorry for any slow replies, trying not to become a hermit is very challenging ^_^"
Send 🎵 for a starter using song lyrics - for claire
[🎵]
mom, i'm tired, can i sleep in your house tonight? - class of 2013 (live) by mitski
Sherry couldn't remember the last time she actually stayed over at Claire's place. 18? 23? She wasn't really sure- her whole life, it all blurred together in her mind and got jumbled around in a few spots that she never really felt the need to correct. Most of it after she turned 11 wasn't worth remembering anyway, but this time her struggle to think of their last hangout left her stumped. It was a spur of the moment decision that she was already regretting as soon as her feet found their way to Claire Redfield's front steps.
Nightmares were nothing new. Dealing with them alone wasn't new either. Yet after Simmons, and meeting Jake, and plenty of other hijinks, they all formulated in her mind and mixed together with her terrors from the past to make it impossible for her to get any decent rest. The blonde often found herself nearly leaping out of bed and texting someone, anyone in a panic, only to realize it was a nightmare and let her phone sit in a cold silence. But this time she caved.
Dialed Claire first, out of habit, and when the older woman actually answered even though it was nearly 3am Sherry sat in silence for a couple of beats too long. Asked if she could come over. Stood in front of the Redfield's door still in her pjs with her pillow, blanket, and phone, no shoes on and hair still sticking up in random directions. If it weren't for her car awkwardly parked on the curb it wouldn't be a surprise if someone assumed she walked all the way there.
applies a bandage with slow and deliberate care. -> from sherry
Ada had been patched up countless times before, but never quite like this. Sherry’s hands are careful— almost impossibly so— her movements far too patient for someone dealing with the aftermath of another mission gone sideways.
Ada’s used to hurried hands, quick fixes, and people who patched her up only because they need her standing again. She simply watches, caught off guard by the unfamiliar warmth of being cared for without an ulterior motive.
“You’re very kind, Sherry,” she remarks, voice soft and gentle. “I see why Leon is so fond of you.”
"It's nothing, really." Sherry replied cooly, yet she found herself brushing some strands of hair from her own face at the compliment with a shy smile.
The blonde made a few simple adjustments before tossing the rest of the bloodied bandages and various wrappers into a nearby trash can, not yet fully leaving the other woman's side. She would have helped her regardless of any personal connections, but it felt easier to patch Ada up than any of her fellow teammates, even with her lack of skill in medical care.
"It was my fault for letting it get that bad in the first place. I should've hounded you the second it happened."
Send 🎵 for a starter using song lyrics
// never buying anything online again guys i got double charged AGAIN and i didn't even have my card unlocked 😭 my bank fucking sucks
– 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗖. 𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 !
FIRST MEETINGS
send me a 🚪 to have our muses meet under unfortunate circumstances.
send me a 👋 for an awkward first impression.
send me a 💥 to accidentally bump into my muse.
send me a 🎭 for my muse to mistake yours for someone else.
send me a ⏳ to have our muses stuck waiting together.
send me a 💬 to start a conversation neither of them wanted.
VULNERABILITY
send me a 🤍 for my muse to open up.
send me a 🩹 to comfort my muse.
send me a 🫂 to witness my muse having a rare emotional moment.
send me a 📖 to ask my muse about their past.
send me a 😢 for your muse to catch mine crying.
send me a 🌑 to see my muse genuinely scared.
send me a 🌙 to stay with my muse after a nightmare.
send me a 🕊️ if your muse wants to hear the truth.
HUMOR
send me a 📸 to embarrass my muse in public.
send me a 🎈 for a prank war.
send me a 🎲 for your muse to dare mine to do something stupid.
send me a 🐒 to catch my muse doing something ridiculous.
send me a 🍕 to expose one of my muse's guilty pleasures.
DOMESTIC
send me a 🍳 to cook dinner with my muse.
send me a ☕ to spend a lazy morning together.
send me a 👕 to borrow my muse's clothes.
send me a 🎬 to watch a movie together.
send me a 💤 to fall asleep beside my muse.
send me a 🎵 to catch my muse singing when they think they're alone.
send me a ☂️ to share an umbrella.
ANGST
send me a 💢 to have our muses argue.
send me a 🗡️ for your muse to betray/backstab mine.
send me a 🥀 to leave my muse heartbroken.
send me a 🚶 to have one of our muses walk away.
send me a 💬 for my muse to say something they'll regret.
send me a 📝 for an apology that's probably too late.
send me a 🩸 to reopen old wounds.
CHAOS
send me a 🧨 to drag my muse into trouble.
send me a 🎲 to make my muse improvise.
send me a 😈 to ruin my muse's day.
send me a 🏃 to get chased together.
send me a 💡 for my muse’s reaction to a terrible idea from yours.
send me a 🤥 to force our muses into an awkward lie.
send me a 🏺 to accidentally break something expensive.
send me a 🤦 to witness my muse at their absolute worst.
TENSION & CHEMISTRY
send me a 👀 to catch my muse checking yours out.
send me a 😏 to invade my muse's personal space.
send me a 🌹 for my muse’s reaction to yours shamelessly flirting.
send me a 🫣 to break the eye contact first.
send me a 🔥 to leave my muse flustered.
send me a 💚 for my muse’s reaction to yours trying to make mine jealous.
send me a 🥃 for a conversation with way too much subtext.
send me a ❓ to ask my muse a dangerously personal question.
PHYSICAL AFFECTION
send me a 🫂 to hug my muse.
send me a 🤝 to hold my muse's hand.
send me a 💋 to kiss my muse on impulse.
send me a 🛋️ to cuddle my muse.
send me a 💛 to rest your muse’s head on my muse's shoulder.
send me a 🎶 for your muse to dance with mine.
send me a ❤️ to pull my muse closer.
send me a 😘 for your muse to steal a kiss.
“OOPS.”
send me a 🙈 to walk in on my muse naked.
send me a 👔 to catch my muse changing.
send me a 🛏️ to wake up in the same bed as my muse.
send me a 🤭 to accidentally end up in my muse's lap.
send me a 👂 to overhear something my muse absolutely did not mean for anyone else to hear.
send me a 🛁 to witness my muse immediately after getting out of the shower.
send me a 🧥 to find my muse wearing your clothes.
send me a 😳 to stumble into a very compromising situation.
ENEMIES
send me a 🔪 to threaten my muse.
send me a ⚔️ to challenge my muse.
send me a 🚧 to corner my muse.
send me a 🤝 to negotiate instead of fighting.
send me a 🕰️ to force our muses into a temporary truce.
send me a ♟️ to outsmart my muse.
send me a 🚑 to have one of our muses save the other despite themselves.
SUPERNATURAL / DARK
send me a 🗝️ to discover my muse's biggest secret.
send me a 🩸 to catch my muse feeding.
send me a 🌕 to tempt my muse into losing control.
send me a 🩸 to witness my muse covered in blood.
send me a 👁️ to ask the question nobody else dares ask.
send me a 🦇 to see the monster instead of the mask.
send me a ⛓️ if your muse wants to test my muse's self-control.
send me a ⚖️ to make my muse choose between instinct and conscience.
Please reblog this if it is okay to send you memes a few hours after you reblogged them. So timezones/work do not lock out some people of meme fun
i may be an evil girl...
carla radames interp • post resident evil 6 • 18+ • oti
lore ☆ about me ☆ rules ☆ tunes
with my colgate smile!
"Cheer up, it only gets worse from here. Partly because I just need someone to tell this."
+ 15
(From the Platonic/Neutral prompts list)
- @winterstorm17
@winterstorm17
"is that supposed to be reassuring?" sherry responded sarcastically, but there was a playful smile on her lips. "what did you want to tell me, ethan? i'd love to hear it if you'd hold still." she held down the man's scratched arm with more strength than before.
“I, uh… I met Ada. And I don’t know, she’s just… she’s making me bring my records over to listen to while I’m getting my counters redone.”
Ethan sighed.
“I don’t want to tell her… but… I… I haven’t felt this way since Mia.”
"what-" sherry immediately turned her full attention to him, surprise written all over her face. "i mean... ada is great. really. i just didn't expect you to get a crush, at least that fast-" she shook her head a little and went back to working on his arm in an attempt at regaining her composure.
“That’s not even the worst part. She actually tried to comfort me when I said a little too much. I don’t know, I just… I needed to tell someone.”
Ethan stilled himself as much as possible.
“Sorry about messing up your focus, though.”
"mm, well, i don't know what to tell you... a lot of people like her too. i'm pretty sure her and leon go back and forth a lot." sherry told him honestly. "it's okay," she said as she pulled the bandages a smidge tight to mess with him. "if you wiggle around i can always just pin you down. maybe don't let it get that bad, though."
Ethan winces.
“I don’t know why they even try with me. Ada, Leon. I fear for the next time I see Chris.”
"don't be like that. they care about you a lot." sherry frowned, relenting some of her hold. "... are you thinking of telling ada how you feel?"
“I might. But I don’t want to burden her with that. She’s already accepting of the shit that goes on in my head.”
Ethan sighed.
“You’re the only one who actually understands anything about having some… more than natural abilities. Like healing.”
"i would tell her, but maybe later. get to know ada some more, before you try to commit to anything." sherry suggested. she gave ethan an uneasy look at the mention of their viruses. "well, it helps, but, there's a lot more drawbacks than you'd imagine..."
"Believe me, I know. I can't even have Olive Garden salad dressing now, can't have balsamic vinegrette, can't bleach my clothes anymore, and I have to sunbath daily, which wouldn't be a problem, except I'm pale and burn easily, and I hate how sunscreen feels."
Ethan slumps as much as he can without moving his arm.
"I'll try to get to know her some more. She probably won't want me as a partner, the disgraced crying loserbaby from Bumfuck, Utah. But if she wants to be my friend, who am I to stop her?"
"wha- oh, right, bleach. i'm surprised you're that sensitive.. i have a faster metabolism, so i have to eat a lot to not get underweight. doesn't help with hrt." sherry finished her patch job and let him go. "don't be so hard on yourself. punching down at yourself isn't going to get her to like you, y'know."
"Yeah, well. Being a bioweapon and the last living tie to a centuries old Romanian cult wouldn't help either. Also, congrats on the HRT. Glad at least one of us can still feel like themselves after all that's happened."
"i've been on it. it's just, well, a good portion of seeing changes is with weight, so if you can't gain any... but i seriously don't think she minds. she's worked with crazier."
"I just... I can be a bit much. With the megamycete. I have hundreds of people swimming up here, and they comment on things, and I have to tell them no, and..."
Ethan rolls his head forward.
"I don't feel like I'm... good enough for her."
"ethan..." sherry put her hand on his shoulder. "i get why you're worried. the bioweapon dating scene isn't exactly... easy. but you should at least try. you're already talking yourself out of it and you haven't even said anything to her."
"Cheer up, it only gets worse from here. Partly because I just need someone to tell this."
+ 15
(From the Platonic/Neutral prompts list)
- @winterstorm17
@winterstorm17
"is that supposed to be reassuring?" sherry responded sarcastically, but there was a playful smile on her lips. "what did you want to tell me, ethan? i'd love to hear it if you'd hold still." she held down the man's scratched arm with more strength than before.
“I, uh… I met Ada. And I don’t know, she’s just… she’s making me bring my records over to listen to while I’m getting my counters redone.”
Ethan sighed.
“I don’t want to tell her… but… I… I haven’t felt this way since Mia.”
"what-" sherry immediately turned her full attention to him, surprise written all over her face. "i mean... ada is great. really. i just didn't expect you to get a crush, at least that fast-" she shook her head a little and went back to working on his arm in an attempt at regaining her composure.
“That’s not even the worst part. She actually tried to comfort me when I said a little too much. I don’t know, I just… I needed to tell someone.”
Ethan stilled himself as much as possible.
“Sorry about messing up your focus, though.”
"mm, well, i don't know what to tell you... a lot of people like her too. i'm pretty sure her and leon go back and forth a lot." sherry told him honestly. "it's okay," she said as she pulled the bandages a smidge tight to mess with him. "if you wiggle around i can always just pin you down. maybe don't let it get that bad, though."
Ethan winces.
“I don’t know why they even try with me. Ada, Leon. I fear for the next time I see Chris.”
"don't be like that. they care about you a lot." sherry frowned, relenting some of her hold. "... are you thinking of telling ada how you feel?"
“I might. But I don’t want to burden her with that. She’s already accepting of the shit that goes on in my head.”
Ethan sighed.
“You’re the only one who actually understands anything about having some… more than natural abilities. Like healing.”
"i would tell her, but maybe later. get to know ada some more, before you try to commit to anything." sherry suggested. she gave ethan an uneasy look at the mention of their viruses. "well, it helps, but, there's a lot more drawbacks than you'd imagine..."
"Believe me, I know. I can't even have Olive Garden salad dressing now, can't have balsamic vinegrette, can't bleach my clothes anymore, and I have to sunbath daily, which wouldn't be a problem, except I'm pale and burn easily, and I hate how sunscreen feels."
Ethan slumps as much as he can without moving his arm.
"I'll try to get to know her some more. She probably won't want me as a partner, the disgraced crying loserbaby from Bumfuck, Utah. But if she wants to be my friend, who am I to stop her?"
"wha- oh, right, bleach. i'm surprised you're that sensitive.. i have a faster metabolism, so i have to eat a lot to not get underweight. doesn't help with hrt." sherry finished her patch job and let him go. "don't be so hard on yourself. punching down at yourself isn't going to get her to like you, y'know."
"Yeah, well. Being a bioweapon and the last living tie to a centuries old Romanian cult wouldn't help either. Also, congrats on the HRT. Glad at least one of us can still feel like themselves after all that's happened."
"i've been on it. it's just, well, a good portion of seeing changes is with weight, so if you can't gain any... but i seriously don't think she minds. she's worked with crazier."
"Cheer up, it only gets worse from here. Partly because I just need someone to tell this."
+ 15
(From the Platonic/Neutral prompts list)
- @winterstorm17
@winterstorm17
"is that supposed to be reassuring?" sherry responded sarcastically, but there was a playful smile on her lips. "what did you want to tell me, ethan? i'd love to hear it if you'd hold still." she held down the man's scratched arm with more strength than before.
“I, uh… I met Ada. And I don’t know, she’s just… she’s making me bring my records over to listen to while I’m getting my counters redone.”
Ethan sighed.
“I don’t want to tell her… but… I… I haven’t felt this way since Mia.”
"what-" sherry immediately turned her full attention to him, surprise written all over her face. "i mean... ada is great. really. i just didn't expect you to get a crush, at least that fast-" she shook her head a little and went back to working on his arm in an attempt at regaining her composure.
“That’s not even the worst part. She actually tried to comfort me when I said a little too much. I don’t know, I just… I needed to tell someone.”
Ethan stilled himself as much as possible.
“Sorry about messing up your focus, though.”
"mm, well, i don't know what to tell you... a lot of people like her too. i'm pretty sure her and leon go back and forth a lot." sherry told him honestly. "it's okay," she said as she pulled the bandages a smidge tight to mess with him. "if you wiggle around i can always just pin you down. maybe don't let it get that bad, though."
Ethan winces.
“I don’t know why they even try with me. Ada, Leon. I fear for the next time I see Chris.”
"don't be like that. they care about you a lot." sherry frowned, relenting some of her hold. "... are you thinking of telling ada how you feel?"
“I might. But I don’t want to burden her with that. She’s already accepting of the shit that goes on in my head.”
Ethan sighed.
“You’re the only one who actually understands anything about having some… more than natural abilities. Like healing.”
"i would tell her, but maybe later. get to know ada some more, before you try to commit to anything." sherry suggested. she gave ethan an uneasy look at the mention of their viruses. "well, it helps, but, there's a lot more drawbacks than you'd imagine..."
"Believe me, I know. I can't even have Olive Garden salad dressing now, can't have balsamic vinegrette, can't bleach my clothes anymore, and I have to sunbath daily, which wouldn't be a problem, except I'm pale and burn easily, and I hate how sunscreen feels."
Ethan slumps as much as he can without moving his arm.
"I'll try to get to know her some more. She probably won't want me as a partner, the disgraced crying loserbaby from Bumfuck, Utah. But if she wants to be my friend, who am I to stop her?"
"wha- oh, right, bleach. i'm surprised you're that sensitive.. i have a faster metabolism, so i have to eat a lot to not get underweight. doesn't help with hrt." sherry finished her patch job and let him go. "don't be so hard on yourself. punching down at yourself isn't going to get her to like you, y'know."