#ashley graham ( thread )

[siiinfully]

continued from this with @night-stalker-joe

“Only the strong survive Ashley, you know that.” He said as he readied the syringe that contained all that made Wesker, his powers and abilities. Having someone like her with his abilities would be comforting. He hoped that Ashley was strong enough to withstand it, he didn’t want to loose her.

She was about to tell him that she wasn’t strong, only for her to close her mouth and then nod. She’d survived conditions that most of her classmates wouldn’t. She learned the painful truths and came out more determined, and if she was being honest, she was curious about the power he offered her. With that, she pulled up her sleeve and turned her arm so that her palm was facing up, her fingers making a fist. “…do it.”

[nightsprung]

tags: ashley graham.

[viperrot]

⇁a snake in this garden | leon kennedy.

resident evil 4 remake leon s. kennedy x gn!reader angst

in which you find a picture of the woman he can't let go of.

content contains: angst, unrequited(?) love, hurt/no comfort, no use of y/n

937 words

song rec: "just like chet" by laufey

my first work here! this is short, as i am just trying to get a feel for how things work on here :] enjoy below the cut!

You've never once doubted Leon's love for you. You met him when he enrolled in STRATCOM after the Raccoon City incident, and you've been inseparable ever since. After so many nights staying up late over a cup of coffee together, you eventually confessed your feelings to each other after almost eight years of friendship

But things have changed.

Every since the blonde man came back from his mission in Spain, he's been different—Leon's been more distant, staying at work till the late hours of night, and he's even opted to sleep on the couch instead of with you. The bed has been void of his warmth for a few weeks now, and you've missed his touch every second he's away.

One night, Leon comes home earlier than usual. While you laze on the couch of your shared apartment's living room, you're reading a worn-out copy of Dracula, not expecting your dear boyfriend's arrival until later in the night. You look up from the yellowed pages of your paperback novel, eyes wide as you lay your sights on the agent's tired figure. He's slipping off his shoes and lazily unbuttoning his dress shirt, mumbling jumbled words beneath his breath that you can't catch.

"Leon?" You call, your head peeping above the couch. He looks up from his shoes, his ocean-hued gaze locking onto you. A faint smile paints his face.

"Hey, hon," he whispers. Your eyes soften at the sight of him. Leon looks exhausted, his eyebags worse than usual. You're heart ached as you took in his figure. After dating him for almost a year and knowing him for nearly a decade, you knew when he was sick of the world. Leon walks towards your spot on the couch sluggishly, flopping into you to lay his head on your lap. "Missed you..." he whispered, voice muffled into your thigh. You pet the top of his head, threading your fingers through his mildly greasy hair.

"M'right here, Lee," you hush him softly. You missed this—being with him, feeling him, seeing him. Silence filled the living room as you two sat comfortably.

Suddenly, the ex-cop gets up, tugging at your wrist as a silent suggestion for you to follow. You move without thinking, trailing his heels as you two walked to your shared room.

It looked like any other portion of the little apartment—minimalistic, but homey. This was your garden of Eden. The peace from the storm that was STRATCOM. You sit with Leon on the edge of the bed, the ivory sheets creasing beneath your shared weight. Your lover sighs, laying on his back as he relaxes into the mattress. Your hand feathers against his chest as his eyes flutter close, and you figure he's going to pass out in only a few minutes.

As your fingers fiddle with the buttons of his shirt, Leon's breathing steadies. As the seconds tick by, he falls further into sleep, and you can't help but smile at the domestic sight. Ever since his mission to save Ashley Graham, Leon has never looked so at-peace. The visual made your heart melt as a warm smile etched across you face.

"Goodnight, Lee," you murmured quietly, pulling your hand away from his resting figure. You gently get off the bed, body adjusting to the cold hardwood beneath you. You tiptoe out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind you with a little click! before venturing back to the living room. You get back in your seat on the couch, but a little white paper catches your eye.

On the floor is what seems to be a polaroid. It's small, only the size of your palm. You pick it up when you sit down, flipping it around to check its contents.

A woman in red, smiling coyly at the camera.

There's a note written in thin, black sharpie at the bottom. "A gift for you," it says in neat penmanship. Your heart squeezes. You realize that there's a snake in your garden.

You know who this is. Ada Wong, the woman that captured Leon's heart almost a decade ago. You remember your lover saying that she was nothing, that it was just a moment of loneliness in a dark time.

It's clear that wasn't true.

You never considered yourself a strong person. Your duty as an agent was to give intel to your partner, whoever it was on the mission. Much like Hunnigan, you stayed in your office, talking to your mission partner over a communication line, and give them orders depending on the task at hand. It wasn't physically taxing, seeing how you had no military experience.

Ada had everything. She's intelligent and she can fight without breaking a sweat. It's no secret that she's beautiful, too.

"Is this what Leon wants?" You whisper, tears swelling in your eyes as you the picture between your fingers shook. Your lips quivered as your eyes traced the outline of Ada's body. Hourglass, toned, and so very alluring.

Any man in their right mind would want a piece of her, you think to yourself.

You're unsure of what to do with the picture. Do you throw it out, do you hide it, or do you give it back to Leon without question? You decide it best to leave it on the floor, just like you found it.

You get up from your spot on the couch, straightening up your casual attire before walking to the front door. The polaroid is on the floor, and your coat is in your hands.

A walk wouldn't hurt, you tell yourself, ignoring the ache in your heart. Keeping secrets won't hurt either, you lie to yourself.

no hate to ada tho she bad af.

[seeinganewlight]

2025 books read thread

2025 goal: 150 books key: ✨ (arc), 💜 (reread), 📖 (physical copy), 💻 (ebook), 🎧 (audiobook), 📚 (multiple formats)

january: 1) a sea of unspoken things → adrienne young (✨ 💻 ) 2) funny story → emily henry (💜📖) 3) yin yang love song → lauren kung jessen (✨ 💻 ) 4) i am not jessica chen → ann liang (✨ 💻 ) 5) the doll's house → lisa unger (💻 ) 6) darkly → marisha pessl (🎧) 7) night of the mannequins → stephen graham jones (🎧) 8) here lives a vengeful bitch → codie crowley (💻 ) 9) my darling dreadful thing → johanna van veen (📖) 10) plain bad heroines → emily m. danforth (🎧) 11) lies on the serpent's tongue → kate pearsall (💻 ) 12) bloom → delilah s. dawson (💻 ) 13) a dark and drowning tide → allison saft (📚) 14) the kamogawa food detectives → hisashi kashiwai (translated by jesse kirkwood) (🎧) 15) the restaurant of lost recipes → hisashi kashiwai (translated by jesse kirkwood) (🎧) 16) the empress of salt and fortune → nghi vo (📖)

february: 17) sea of tranquility → emily st. john mandel (📚) 18) done and dusted → lyla sage (📖) 19) needy little things → channelle desamours (✨ 💻 ) 20) a killing cold → kate alice marshall (📖) 21) society of lies → lauren ling brown (🎧) 22) the final act of juliette willoughby → ellery lloyd (💻 ) 23) the fall risk → abby jimenez (✨ 💻 ) 24) freedom is a constant struggle: ferguson, palestine and the foundations of a movement → angela y. davis (💻 ) 25) water moon → samantha sotto yambao (📖) 26) the reformatory → tananarive due (🎧) 27) swift and saddled → lyla sage (📖) 28) lost and lassoed → lyla sage (📖) 29) the lovers → rebekah faubion (🎧) 30) victorian psycho → virginia feito (🎧) 31) a daughter of fair verona → christina dodd (📖)

march: 32) i am made of death → kelly andrew (✨ 💻 ) 33) ready or not → cara bastone (🎧) 34) they bloom at night → trang thanh tran (📖) 35) deep end → ali hazelwood (🎧) 36) lovely dark and deep → elisa a. bonnin (✨ 💻 ) 37) for the record → emma lord (✨ 💻 ) 38) if i stopped haunting you → colby wilkens (💻 ) 39) patron saints of nothing → randy ribay (🎧) 40) sunrise on the reaping → suzanne collins (📖) 41) first-time caller → b.k. borison (🎧) 42) you between the lines → katie naymon (🎧) 43) gifted & talented → olivie blake (✨ 💻 )

april: 44) this book will bury me → ashley winstead (🎧) 45) how to solve your own murder → kristen perrin (📖) 46) the strawberry patch pancake house → laurie gilmore (📖) 47) the hunger games → suzanne collins (💜📖) 48) wild and wrangled → lyla sage (📖) 49) the decagon house murders → yukito ayatsuji (translated by ho-ling wong) (🎧) 50) manslaughter park → tirzah price (🎧) 51) what dreams may come → christina dodd (💻 )

[viciousbarkarchive]

VICIOUSBARK.        an  original  character  rewritten  in  the  baldurs  gate  3/forgotten  realms  universe.    meet  gabriel  abbott,  the  most  miserable  bard  you’ll  have  the  misfortune  of  traveling  with.    originally  found  at:    trainedmutt.    independent,  selective,  mutuals-only,  low  activity.    by  sam  [ she/her,  25 ].

affiliated with @dreadmaiden.

blog roll: @helldusked, bg3 tav oc ; @1stdaughter, ashley graham of re4.

𓌹* *𓌺 general  rules  &  info  found  under  the  cut!

general  tumblr  etiquette  applies  to  this  blog:    no  godmodding,  forceshipping,  stealing  headcanons  or  graphics,  rushing  me  for  replies,  etc.    i  run  on  a  permanent  low-activity  basis  and  prioritize  threads  with  friends  or  people  i’ve  plotted  extensively  with.    i’m  always  around  on  discord  to  plot  stuff  so  pls  feel  free  to  message  me  for  my  username!!

warning!!    this  blog  handles  sensitive  material  that  some  could  find  triggering.    the  main  subjects  that  will  be  in  my  writing  here  are  alcoholism,  addictions,  child  abuse & neglect.    i  tag  everything  accordingly  but  since  these  are  very  present  in  gabe’s  story  if  you  don’t  want  to  be  exposed  to  these  topics  i  would  recommend  not  following  for  your  own  comfort.

name. gabriel james abbott (the second, but he dropped that bit.) nickname. gabe. race. mephistopheles tiefling. age. late twenties. gender. male, he/him. sexuality. bisexual. class. bard. subclass. college of eloquence. residence. lower city, baldurs gate. occupation. frequently gets trashed plays music at the elfsong tavern and the blushing mermaid when home, though much of his time is spent away from the city, travelling tavern to tavern. appearance. pale greyish-purple skin. thin, lanky frame. boyishly shaggy hair, auburn in hue. piercing greenish-yellow eyes. quite good-looking, actually. personality. a horrible pessimist. crude, crass, brash, and stubborn, though he is able to turn on the charm when he wants to. full of himself but also full of self-loathing all at the same time. vices. all of them? likes. drinking, playing the lute, privacy, uh... drinking. dislikes. loud people, being told what to do, invasions of privacy, himself, the sun being too bright when he's hungover, families with positive paternal figures, clingy people, kids... should i keep going?

[siiinfully]

“Yeah.” Leon made sense, of course he did. Ashley sighed and looked away. “Maybe…this was a bad idea. I shouldn’t have interrupted your day off. It was nice to see you, Leon.” She should have taken the hint when they were on the jetski; he clearly wasn’t interested. “Take care of yourself, okay?”

[ @righteouswarrior77 ]

Trust. " the thing about that is a father wouldn't like an employee messing around with her daughter." Of course, dating was hard; dating as a politician's daughter must especially be difficult. " They might be intimidated by all that security."

[1stdaughter]

1STDAUGHTER.    a  private,  independent,  and  mutuals-only  roleplay  blog  depicting  ASHLEY  GRAHAM  of  RESIDENT  EVIL  4.  low  activity,  canon-divergent,  and  heavily  plot  driven.  21+  only  due  to  the  presence  of  nsfw  topics.  by  sam  [ she/her,  25 ]. 

₀₀₁. carrd. ₀₀₂. memes. ₀₀₃. starter call.

quick rules & info under the cut!

QUICK RULES. general  tumblr  etiquette  applies  to  this  blog:    no  godmodding,  forceshipping,  stealing  headcanons  or  graphics,  rushing  me  for  replies,  etc.    i  run  on  a  permanent  low-activity  basis  and  prioritize  threads  with  friends  or  people  i’ve  plotted  extensively  with.    i’m  always  around  on  discord  to  plot  stuff  so  pls  feel  free  to  message  me  for  my  username!!

BASIC INFO.

name. ashley graham. nickname. ash, peanut (thanks, dad), baby eagle. age. early twenties. gender. cis female, she/her. sexuality. bisexual. college major. major in political science, minor in sociology. goal. to succeed in politics like her father and someday take her seat in the white house. residence. washington, dc. occupation. full-time college student. appearance. impeccably healthy blonde hair cut into a simple bob. big, kind eyes and a smile to match. clear, soft skin with a makeup and skin-care routine so extensive that it's near-impossible to tell if she's wearing any or not. personality. bubbly and relentlessly optimistic. ashley sees the best in everyone and tries to find the bright side in every situation. she has the tendency to let her optimism lean closer to naivete but also has the drive to fix any problems she comes across. likes. rom-coms, partying,  socializing, photography, pop-punk (guilty pleasure!), retail therapy. dislikes. bossy people, unnecessary aggression, most insects, dirt, being alone.

[theveriest]

A couple of weeks ago I asked about people’s favorite book or books they read this year. Between Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and discord, I have a list of 123 books in no particular order that my friends and family loved this year. If it was a series then I listed the first book. Each star is an additional recommendation. I haven’t read all of these, they may or may not reflect my personal opinions, though my favorite books are on the list too. The most recommended books were How Far The Light Reaches by Sabrina Imbler, one or all of the Murderbot books by Martha Wells, and Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki, because if there’s one thing my friends have in common across platforms, it’s that you’re all nerds (affectionate). Enjoy, and I hope you find your new favorite book!

Reformatory by Tananarive Due

Not My Father’s Son by Alan Cumming

Jesus and John Wayne by Kristen Kobes de Mez

The Soul Of An Octopus by Sy Montgomery

Rough Sleepers by Tracy Kidder

The Going To Bed Book by Sandra Boynton

My Hijacking by Martha Hodes

Longhand by Andy Hamilton

Babel by RF Kuang*

The Vaster Wilds by Lauren Groff*

Lies We Sing To The Sea by Sarah Underwood

The Remarkable Journey of Coyote Sunrise by Dan Gemeinhart

Dress Coded by Carrie Firestone

I Lost My Tooth! by Mo Willems

The Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

Spirits Abroad by Zen Cho

How Far The Light Reaches by Sabrina Imbler**

Radiant Fugitives by Nawaaz Ahmed

Solito: A Memoir by Javier Zamora

The Making of Another Motion Picture Masterpiece by Tom Hanks

These Precious Days by Ann Patchett*

I’m Stuck by Julia Mills

Entangled Life by Martin Sheldrake

Iris by Eden Finley

Hot Vampire Next Door by Nikki St. Crowe

Devil of Dublin by BB Easton

Tied by Carian Cole

Romantic Comedy by Curtis Sittenfeld*

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell

From Blood And Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Where I End by Sophie White

Wool by Hugh Howey

The Six Deaths of the Saint by Alix E. Harrow

Yellowface by RF Kuang

Idlewild by James Frankie Thomas

North Woods by Daniel Mason

After Sappho by Selby Wynn Schwartz

Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin*

The Fragile Threads of Power by VE Schwab

My Heart is a Chainsaw by Stephen Graham Jones

Sapiens by Yuval Noah Harari

The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander

The Book of the Unnamed Midwife by Meg Elison

Call Your Daughter Home by Deb Spera

The English Understand Wool by Helen Dewitt

Preserving Food Without Freezing or Canning by The Gardeners & Farmers of Terre Vivante

How Not to Drown in a Glass of Water by Angie Cruz

Blood Like Magic by Liselle Sambury

Firekeeper’s Daughter by Angeline Boulley

Love In The Time of Serial Killers by Alicia Thompson

Imogen, Obviously by Becky Albertalli

The Wicked Bargain by Gabe Cole Novoa*

Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle

Welcome to Night Vale by Jeffrey Cranor and Joseph Fink

The Sunbearer Trials by Aiden Thomas

The Last Mapmaker by Christina Soontornvat

Funny You Should Ask by Elissa Sussman

Gideon The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

Prophet by Sin Blache and Helen MacDonald*

Light From Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki**

System Collapse by Martha Wells***

The Brutish Museums by Dan Hicks

A Memory Called Empire by Arkady Martine*

A Desolation Called Peace by Arkady Martine

A Psalm For The Wild Built by Becky Chambers*

Several People Are Typing by Calvin Kasulke

The Lazarus Heist by Geoff White

The September House by Carissa Orlando*

I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy

Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

The Spirit Bares Its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White

Mistletoe and Mishigas by MA Wardell

A Restless Truth by Freya Marske

The Last Smile In Sunder City by Luke Arnold

The Hidden Case of Ewan Forbes by Zoe Playden

The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Manywhere by Morgan Thomas

Shit Cassandra Saw by Gwen E. Kirby

Loot by Tania James

The Art Thief by Michael Finkel

Grave Expectations by Alice Bell

Astrid Parker Doesn’t Fail by Ashley Herring Blake

A Marvellous Light by Freya Marske

Kiss Her Once For Me by Alison Cochrun

The Goblin Emperor by Katherine Addison

All Systems Read by Martha Wells

The Once and Future Sex by Eleanor Janega

Mort by Terry Pratchett

Into The Drowning Deep by Mira Grant

Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel

Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner*

The Door by Magda Szabo

Fluids by May Leitz

The Readers of Broken Wheel Recommend by Katarina Bivald

Nona the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

Lieut. John Irving, R.N. of H.M.S. "Terror" in Sir John Franklin's last expedition to the Arctic regions a memorial sketch with letters

In Five Years by Rebecca Serle

Raven the Pirate Princess by Jeremy Whitley

Under the Whispering Door by TJ Klune

The Fiancée Farce by Alexandria Bellefleur

Assassin's Apprentice by Robin Hobb

Slewfoot by Brom

The Secret Life of Groceries by Benjamin Lorr

500 Miles From You by Jenny Colgan

O Caledonia by Elspeth Barker

The Hand That First Held Mine by Maggie O’Farrell

The Secret Lives of Country Gentleman by KJ Charles

A Line In The World by Dorthe Nors

The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

Glitter and Concrete by Elyssa Maxx Goodman

The Spear Cuts Through Water by Simon Jimenez

Tender Is The Flesh by Agustina Bazterrica

The Tragic Menagerie by Lydia Zinovieva-Annibal (translated by Jane Costlow)

The 100 Years Of Lenni and Margot by Marianne Cronin

Beartown by Fredrik Backman

I Have Some Questions For You by Rebecca Makkai

Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsolver

Tom Lake by Ann Patchett

Starling House by Alix E. Harrow

Twisted Love by Ana Huang

Precise Oaths by Paige E. Ewing

Hench by Natalie Zina Walschots

A Dead Djinn In Cairo by P. Djeli Clark

[siiinfully]

continued from this with @outbreaksurvived

His smile was warm, as he took her hand, sitting with her on the porch, a cup of coffee in his hand, one of his old RPD shirts, as he shook a tuft of his blonde curtain bangs off his forehead.

"You did great, Ashley. You should be proud. Had exemplary bravery through the entire mission, when alot of people's minds would have cracked. Good company to be around, and I meant it."

He touched her chin, giving her a soft kiss. "I just don't you to disappear from my life, now that the job is done, and you're home safe, huh?" Leon's arm curled around her.

+++

“Never. You’re my hero, remember?” Ashley smiled, the warmth of his kiss lingering on her lips. She was still the feisty college student he’d met, but it was moments like this, with them just sitting out on the porch and relaxing, that she liked. It was peaceful, without either of them worrying about chainsaw-wielding sisters or parasites wreaking havoc on their bodies.

“Are you sure you don’t want to be assigned to my detail?” she asked after some time, the lull in the conversation long enough for her to shift closer to him, her legs resting across his lap.

Apart from the occasional jogger or biker making their way down the street, they were alone, though she could still see the transparent earpiece on his right ear. “It’s mostly Dad who’s asking now. I don’t think he trusts anyone left anymore. Not after…well. You know. Your old mentor.”

[defeated-drum]

I actually went and looked for the closest I could get to like the Government of Spain's twitter so that I could make this fake thread between Ashley Graham and All Of Spain (tm) I'm so proud of this, like the first tweet is unironically a real tweet lmfao

I have three versions of Ashley's reply because I couldn't decide which was funnier lmao

Followed by what I personally think is the funniest thing I've ever created

[bloodred2023]

Tagged with an open tag by @the-bar-sinister

Works Published: 278

Comment Threads: 0 (i have disabled comments)

Word Count: 39,545

Top 3 kudosed fics

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🥉 try to hide; useless from the start [Explicit; underage + incest]

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Top ships

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Open Tag for the mutuals.

[tinyloved]

full muse list (+ face claims).

to request a muse, please send me a message letting me know who you’re interested in. we can even plot a little, i do this to prevent having the same types of threads, but i love writing these muses equally (if we have previous threads with said muse, there is no need for this btw).

daisy jones and the six (under request):

daisy jones: riley keough, irene dev

billy dunne, found on @regrethim: sam claflin

camila dunne: camila morrone

graham dunne: will harrison

karen sirko: suki waterhouse

eddie loving/roundtree (under request): josh whitehouse

warren rojas (under request): sebastian chacon

bill ‘bones’ shah: avan jogia

red, white & royal blue

alex claremont-diaz: danny ramirez, taylor zakhar-perez

henry fox-mountchristen-windsor: harris dickinson, nicholas galitzine

june claremont-diaz: isabela merced

zahra bankston: sarah shahi

beatrice fox-mountchristen-windsor: milly alcock, ellie bamber

les misérables:

enjolras: sam reid, aaron tveit

the seven husbands of evelyn hugo:

mick riva: oscar isaac

a little life:

jude st. francis: diego calva, jose condessa

willem ragnarsson: callum turner, harris dickinson

normal people:

connell waldron: paul mescal

marianne sheridan: daisy edgar-jones

ted lasso:

rebecca welton: hannah waddingham, sienna miller

roy kent: brent goldstein

jamie tartt: phil dunster

keeley jones: juno temple, lucy boynton

daisy alexander: florence pugh

marvel:

steve rogers: chris evans, glen powell, paul mescal

natalia romanova: ana de armas

bucky barnes: sebastian stan

yelena belova: florence pugh

grease

danny zuko: jacob elordi

star wars (under request):

poe dameron: oscar isaac

bridgerton (under request):

anthony bridgerton: jonathan bailey

benedict bridgerton: luke thompson

sophie beckett: bruna marquezine

edmund bridgerton: hugh dancy

the little mermaid: (under request):

prince eric: jonah hauer-king

moulin rouge (under request):

christian james: aaron tveit, callum turner

satine: nicole kidman, ashley loren, ellie bamber

[rescuefield-arch1]

This is the main blog but I have an Ashely Graham blog @agent-ashley-graham and would love if we could plot a thread with Ashely and Claire

hello, sure ! i just followed you 😊

[roleplay-today]

🩶 Howdy Babies! My friend and I are looking for semi-literate, to literate horror writers to join our 18+ CROSSOVER DEAD BY DAYLIGHT roleplay group! We are discord based, fairly new, and looking for people to bring in Dead By Daylight canons, crossover characters, and original characters!

We offer a new, fresh server, with numerous canons, and crossovers available, and welcoming staff, and members. The usage of bots, NSFW channel access, and threads, that you can opt-into! We also offer various writing locations, for short, and long-form threads, reaction roles, server wide writing events, and game nights! We welcome characters from a vast variety of series, both game and live action! As of now, we have crossover franchises such as Netflix’s Wednesday, Call of Duty, and The Early Saw Films!

Characters our Community would LOVE to see are;

RESIDENT EVIL

- carlos oliveira

- albert wesker

- ashley graham

- chris redfield

- jill valentine

DEAD BY DAYLIGHT

- evan macmillan / the trapper

- sally smithson / the nurse

- meg thomas

- david king

- yun-jin lee

EVIL DEAD / EVIL DEAD RISE

- ashley j. williams

- cheryl williams

- mia allen

- ellie

- beth

- danny

WEDNESDAY

- enid sinclair

- tyler galpin

- bianca barclay

STRANGER THINGS

- nancy wheeler

- robin buckley

- eddie munson

- jonathan byers

- billy hargrove

And of course, we would love to see any other horror, or horror adjacent characters you would bring to the table! We ask that you are 18+, can confidently write threads from one-liner “text” threads, to extensive, novella, in universe interactions.

If you’re interested, you can view our rules, and application at @beyond-the-fog-rpg, or you can join the server directly from the link provided! We hope to see you there! ( if the link doesn’t work, please like the post, and i’ll send you a link directly! )

https://discord.gg/n8fVqXtChT

[findyourrp]

🩶 Howdy Babies! My friend and I are looking for semi-literate, to literate horror writers to join our 18+ CROSSOVER DEAD BY DAYLIGHT roleplay group! We are discord based, fairly new, and looking for people to bring in Dead By Daylight canons, crossover characters, and original characters!

We offer a new, fresh server, with numerous canons, and crossovers available, and welcoming staff, and members. The usage of bots, NSFW channel access, and threads, that you can opt-into! We also offer various writing locations, for short, and long-form threads, reaction roles, server wide writing events, and game nights! We welcome characters from a vast variety of series, both game and live action! As of now, we have crossover franchises such as Netflix’s Wednesday, Call of Duty, and The Early Saw Films!

Characters our Community would LOVE to see are;

RESIDENT EVIL

- carlos oliveira

- albert wesker

- ashley graham

- chris redfield

- jill valentine

DEAD BY DAYLIGHT

- evan macmillan / the trapper

- sally smithson / the nurse

- meg thomas

- david king

- yun-jin lee

EVIL DEAD / EVIL DEAD RISE

- ashley j. williams

- cheryl williams

- mia allen

- ellie

- beth

- danny

WEDNESDAY

- enid sinclair

- tyler galpin

- bianca barclay

STRANGER THINGS

- nancy wheeler

- robin buckley

- eddie munson

- jonathan byers

- billy hargrove

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❛ hard to remember what's reality, and what i've dreamt up these days. ❜ leon confesses matter-of-fact, breaking his gaze from her with a slight wince the moment the words leave his lips unintended - something that would likely get him discharged from service if he were anyone else. ❛ that makes it sound worse than it actually is. i know my own mind, of course, it's just that so much has happened since raccoon city. it all feels so long ago, and like it happened yesterday, at the same time. ❜

presented with the truth of the herculean task he's assigned himself, there's an abrupt light cast on justifications he's made to be in the position he occupies center-stage, rewriting his testimony, his exact motivations, to bend and flex to support a role in whatever new tragedy will keep him distracted from that ever-present hungry dark eating away at him from the inside. there is something to the act of self-immolation by blaze of glory that sates an undiscussed personal guilt for leon, the only end that will satisfy that critical emptiness inside him. playing heroics vignettes the unsightly effects on the world outside his dichromatic lens that following along at the the heels of his handlers ever-so-dutifully has wrought, and renders in blinding saturation the good that has come of being all bite, no bark.

it is only fitting for her to be the one to pull at the threads that make up his fabrications, sewn with just enough truth to be compelling, just enough lie to be palatable.

the specter of operation javier refuses to rest, even with the time that spans between now and then, leon can feel the humid breath of the tropic wilds on the back of his neck at a mere passing mention. her description isn't off by any regard, but it still has leon looking at her in indignant distress, mortified, bristling particularly at her stress on eager. ❛ hey! i wasn't eager, i was earnest, there's a very clear difference! ❜ after sixty-three weeks of special operations training to become a fully fledged member of the anti-umbrella pursuit and investigation taskforce, after being confined to the slate grey compound, being released into the emerald south american junglescape had stunned him like any flashbang. it was too loud. it was too bright. it was too beautiful to comprehend, only taken out of his fervent trance with a flash of steel and split scale.

after operation javier, there was much debate about what to do with manuela hidalgo, her presence an unexpected and volatile souvenir from the highly-classified military operation. it seemed only reasonable in the end that she would be placed in the care of derek c. simmons, both due to her medical conditions and the confidentiality concerns. over the years, it wasn't that leon had forgotten about manuela by any means - out of sight was certainly not out of mind. in fact, that was the problem. the more time that passed, the more distance that was put between operation javier and manuela's identity, the less leon recognized her. the last thing leon wanted was for the shade of operation javier to constantly tower over her, but as manuela's life evolved and her wounds scabbed over, leon would doggedly pick at his own until they reopened. a visit twice a week when allowed, slowly evolved into a visit once a week and a phonecall, to two phonecalls, to an occasional phonecall a month, until around the point of ashley graham's abduction. after returning from spain, his encounter with jack krauser still fresh on his mind, leon had neglected any form of contact until the next holiday, sending a card stamped with the standard well wishes and little else, from there becoming only a ghost in her life, a name heard in passing. leon wasn't blind to his own faults, and as much as he knew that phasing out of manuela's life without explanation was cruel, serving as a continuing reminder of the worst day of her life with his own viciously irregardless self-sabotage was crueler - easier to cowardly distance himself from manuela and any paternal instincts over her, than confront and kick his myriad of bad habits.

❛ i don't think i could keep up with more than one life, would only end up tangling everything together. being one guy on a thursday who i was supposed to be on a wednesday, you know. ❜ humor lets him recollect himself from where he had been knocked mentally sprawling, it always has. tension beads away from his shoulders, ebbs from the taut musculature of his back outlined by grey lycra. leon never slouches these days, not even while on the brink of exhaustion. ❛ for someone who apparently has all the answers, christ, you almost sound worried. ❜ concern bleeds into his words, an attempt to be blithe disintegrates instantly when played against his more protective instincts, and has leon meeting her eyes searchingly with an incline of his head, bending ever so slightly at the waist to look into her face straight-on.

❛ this is about more to you than me just getting myself killed, isn't it? what are you talking about, ada? companies worse than umbrella, men with insidious plans hiding in the shadows waiting for us to clear the way, that's all pretty specific, more than a ghost story. ❜

the moment he releases her hand she feels the cold bite at her warm skin, a chill of desolation and abandonment that has become something closer than second nature but so too is there relief. no more is his thumbs sat upon the pulse of her inner wrists, a poor man's lie detector test in a heartbeat trapped in the jade green veins that snake their way along her delicate wrists. she is not good around people for extended periods of time-- no, not even him. she stays in character, of course, the coquettish feline persona that is attached to this name and this stab of scarlet, but it makes it far more difficult when a good man is attempting to crack his ribcage open and show her the flowers he has grown for her in his lungs. all she knows is thorns and thistles. cyanide and stilettos.

" javier was a long time ago. " two dozen dead little girls with missing organs and a sample of a virus that should never have escaped the icy cage of the polar south of their planet. all for the sake for a cartel leader's daughter, now locked away from the world by a man just as bad, worse by many accounts. does he visit her, an idle thought that means nothing but would say something about how leon views those he saves. she never looks back, the moment a different persona is slipped on like a new wardrobe, she no longer thinks of those she has helped or harmed. every time she puts away the butterfly wings the cosmic balance is reset. nothing carries over, not even him. " you were very young. impressionable. eager. " finally let out of his cage, he was so desperate to do whatever he had to, to prove he was still worthy of the title ' hero '.

" i would have been fine on my own. " she slips from his grasp completely, monolids dipping slowly before her attention is pulled off on some distant point. " i've many lives, you're stuck with the one. " he had cut her down from osmund's rope, a bit of bait to lure him out once the president's daughter stopped answering his call. she did not think it would work, she did not want it to. ada wong was meant to be the weakness of leon, of course by design but a vulnerability to exploit by no one but herself. just as easily has she ended up on the sacrificial stone table, awakening to the incessant chanting of parasitized cultists planning to slaughter her. her reflexes saving her from executioner's ax moments before she was beheaded, only a thin scar on her thigh left as a reminder. a story he will never hear but tied to their time in spain.

" i've no idea what you're talking about, leon. " her head cants a little in his direction. " you're never going to make a difference like this. cut off the head of the snake all you want but there will be a hundred more. a thousand. there are companies worse that umbrella. men with far more insidious plans for this world waiting for the power vacuum that you and your altruistic comrades will open up for them and they won't have to lose a single man or spend a single dollar. "