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1/6 scale, kinda 😁 Preparing for... something.

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read to me

7 couple poses + all in ones + 3 optional blood bag poses for a sim comforting someone and reading them to sleep.

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opened book by Mel Bennett

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okay but why is luis's steam trading card pic sooooooo....... like hello

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William Fichtner is the only reason why I will be tuning into Talamasca, so I hope it's good.

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Presenting, "Boop," the 9th painting in my Close Encounters Collection!

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You know, it's easier to pull the trigger than play guitar. Easier to destroy than to create.

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TRICK OR TREAT‼️‼️

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Luis has always had a complicated relationship with religion. He was always skeptical of it, from a very young age, but did his best to force himself to believe in it because literally everyone in his life believed it, so there had to be some truth to it.

He stopped trying to believe when his grandfather died. What loving, almighty god would do that? Strike an innocent old man down with a cruel, prolonrged death, leaving a child all alone in the world?

Umbrella restored his faith, to some extent. It made the whole “everything happens for a reason” nonsense make a little more sense in his head. His grandfather died for a reason. He had to die so that Luis would be motivated to leave Valdelobos on his own, and live out his glorious destiny of being a world renowned scientist.

And then he realized Umbrella wasn't all that rosy after all. He was back to not believing anything.

Now his faith is once again trying to reignite.

Saddler had the entire village population gather in one of the castle's halls, then monks brought out the infected in shackles. Luis had no idea what was happening, but he didn't like it.

It was a religious thing. Saddler began chanting, and Luis just tuned him out right away. He'd been subjected to enough sermons in his youth.

Saddler has Luis's full attention back when it works. It fucking works! All Saddler has done is say some magic words, and the mad villagers are soothed. Cured. They're talking, asking where they are, what happened to them. The monks free them from their shackles while the rest of the villagers run to them to hug them and tell them how they were so sick but the amazing Saddler was able to cure them.

Luis pushes his way to the front of the crowd, to tell Saddler he'd like to run some more tests before allowing the sick villagers back into village life. Saddler doesn't answer him, because he doesn't have to. The villagers butt in to yell at Luis. Shame him for questioning a miracle worker.

Luis would be having an existential crisis over having just witnessing a prayer heal people, were he not busy in crisis over being shunned.

For the past few days, he'd truly been treated as a hero. When he walked through the village, he always had people running up to him to thank him for giving up his big city life to come help his small hometown. (Méndez had decided that a white lie would make things easier for Luis– he told the villagers he had contacted Luis by mail and, upon learning he was now a doctor, pleaded for him to come help. Saving Luis from endless questions regarding his vague reason for coming back.)

Despite food being scarce, the village's women did their best to scrape together ingredients for baked treats to bring to Luis to thank him. Little girls brought him flowers. Little boys would try to ask him questions about his adventures outside the village, before being tugged away from him by their mothers, and scolded for wasting the time of someone so important. The men weren't chatty types, but Luis could tell they did respect him by the nods and quick greetings he got passing by them. A small group of teenagers decided to continue the restoration work on the cabin Méndez had started, rebuilding more of the roof. If they were still working when Luis came back from the lab, they peppered him with questions about his big city life, and he indulged them to some extent, carefully choosing his words to make sure no one would get mad at him for encouraging them to leave the village.

Now it's all gone. Not only is he not the hero who cured the mysterious illness, he's being shunned for daring to question the real hero. It hurts worse than it did when he was a kid, at least back then he didn't know anything else. Now that he knows the sweet taste of acceptance and validation, having it taken away cuts so much deeper.

He hates how bitter he feels walking back from the castle. He's not grateful for the fact the villagers are healed. He's bitter that he wasn't the one who healed them.

He's truly disgusted with himself when a voice deep in the back of his head starts whispering how great it would be if it turned out the villagers were only temporarily given relief from their illness and they were ill again tomorrow. Sometimes he wonders if the sick parts of his brain are that way because of how Umbrella was messing with his head at a young age, or if the sick parts were just who he naturally was and Umbrella simply coaxed them out to the front of his mind.

His sick prayers are actually answered a few days later. It's not the healed villagers relapsing, but an entirely new outbreak. Salazar had reopened the mines while Luis was gone, and several men who had been working in the mines start coughing up blood. They, of course, immediately rush to Saddler.

What's surprising is that Saddler then comes to him. To the many times over disgraced Luis.

“If you could pray away the madness,” Luis doesn't try to mask the bitterness in his voice. He's already gotten himself ostracized, it can't get any worse. “I wouldn't think a bit of respiratory trouble would be much trouble for you.”

“You, my child, are the answer to my prayers this time,” Luis doesn't like being called my child by Saddler, but he does like being told he's the answer to someone's prayer. “My prayers today resulted not in healing, but with a vision. Of you and the newly ill on the boat to the island. Of you doing scans and discovering that it's a parasite causing this illness. Of you working diligently and finding a cure.”

Parasite.

That was definitely not what Luis would have expected to be the root of a respiratory disease in miners, but he's inclined to trust that Saddler's vision is accurate, after his healing prayers undeniably worked. Luis is thrilled. Parasites are his specialty. What are the odds? He's definitely back to thinking that life isn't meaningless and there could be a grain of truth to religion.

“Then I will go to the island's laboratory. And I think it's best that just I and the ill go alone and remain there in quarantine until I learn more about how the illness spreads. Of course I will need to have food and possibly other supplies delivered from the mainland.”

“Yes. Of course,” Saddler's smile makes him feel uneasy. “I have communication devices that will allow you to contact me from the island and inform me of whatever you need. Hiring more staff is also on my agenda. You will be head researcher and, should you desire, more researchers can be hired to work under you.”

“I'll have to wait and see how things play out. I'll need at least a couple days to evaluate what I think I might need. Though I believe a team just for this would be overdoing it.”

“It wouldn't just be for this. Preliminary planning of the laboratory began before anyone was ill with the madness. My faith called out to me to help heal ailments across the world. From a young age, I received visions of that calling. I wasn't called to do research or medical procedures with my own hands, but to foster and provide tools and resources to those like you who are gifted in a more hands-on way. After a cure is found for this outbreak, I want research here to continue, on diseases that aren't local so that we can improve the entire world, not just our tiny corner of it.”

That is… A lot. Amazing, but terrifying, because Umbrella doesn't like competition. If Saddler's plans come to fruition and any medicine is exported from Valdelobos, Umbrella will come in to assess the situation, and Luis will be found and sent off to Rockfort. Luis desperately wants to maintain connections to the outside world and help people, but there's so many risks. But at least that's in the distant future, not something he needs to worry about right now. With time, he'll gain more of Saddler's trust, and he'll likely be receptive to any measures Luis thinks of to keep themselves under the radar.

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Here are the commissions I completed this time, thank you all for your trust! I drew in different styles and compositions, it was very challenging but also so much fun!!! Also, commissions are still open💖

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Halloween doodle 📸

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Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends

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Day Twenty-One: Apocalypse AU

‘You can’t be serious,’ Daniel said, looking between Atlas and Zach as they shoved their arms through the holes of the radiation suits. ‘This is ridiculous.’

‘Seconded,’ said Amelia, her voice icy as she glared at Atlas.

The young man managed not to falter beneath the glare as he zipped the suit up. ‘Someone has to do something, and we’re the best fit for the job.’

‘You’re not invincible!’

‘So we leave the twins out there, do we?’ Zach’s voice was soft, and yet there was a fire behind it that made Danny feel slightly abashed.

‘No,’ Amelia said, not shrinking but rather seeming to puff herself up. ‘But I think we need to be sensible about this.’

Atlas scoffed softly. ‘Baby, the world isn’t sensible right now. It’s messed up and the best we can do is stick together. Remember?’

When the world is bathed in radiation, survivors find themselves forced to live underground to protect themselves. A group of survivors band together in the hopes of reaching other survivors, in proving that people won’t go down as easily as the world might want them to. But, after two of their group go missing following a scouting mission up top, it’s up to the others to figure out if finding them is worth the risk, or if they have to simply call it as bad luck and move on.

Put your oc into an alternate universe that's been thrust into an apocalypse whether that be because of zombies, aliens, radiation, or the Earth trying to reclaim its land.

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Luis Serra from RE4!!

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ashley retrieval is really just babysitting in disguise

bonus sketches:

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Luis Serra (my beloved!) painted in oils. I've been too absorbed in RE4 of late, and had to paint him. (I'm very proud of this one!)

+Support me, commission me, have a gander at my print shop+

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I've been thinking about New Year party with Luis (two of them, bc it's that crossover of mine).

And how Leon would be like: "When he's alone, it's mostly fine, but when there's two of them... please, send help..."

And how my "Remake" Jess would completely forget that she's not a party person and she'd be having fun with both her Luis and the other Luis.

And how the three of them would at some point end up in the kitchen - laughing, sharing stories and trying to cook something special/specific for their cultures.

And how they'd fall asleep on the couch together while watching some movie later (and for The Other Luis the movie will be slightly different - one word changed in the name of the movie, not the same actors, some plot lines would differ and other stuff like that).

And there's also another New Year party, the first one after Valdelobos, where Luis and Jess from the Remake are finally together.

This one calls for some dinner at the restaurant, watching fireworks together, kissing and slowly walking back home while it's starting to snow again.

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Day Seven: The Butterfly Effect

‘No,’ Fox said, glancing around at the others in the room. Part of her craved the feeling of knowing people in The Centre, in having them know her as best they could. But she knew the importance of names, knew the danger in sharing them even if there was almost nothing that could be done about them now. ‘We’d best not.’

Something shifted on Lion’s expression, something that might have been disappointment, but that Fox didn’t allow herself to dwell on too much.

Early on in her time at The Centre, Fox is given the option of sharing her name with those that she has grown closer to, or to keep that information to herself. The decision is what helps bring them together, helps them trust each other because they have flouted the rules as a unit. If she doesn’t share her name, the dynamic shifts and there’s no guarantee that Fox’s story would follow the same trajectory without those friendships behind her.

One choice could change the trajectory of our lives or any game we play. Show us the effects of your oc making the wrong choice when they originally made the right choice, befriending someone they originally hated, or even just missing their alarm.