#umbrella inc

[forkn4do]

silly guys

[vetor2064]

Why do I see this dynamic?

[glitterandsparkels]

This man got me giggling, blushin, kicking my feet, twirling my hair, jumping, screaming, crying, gagging, throwing up, salvating, Foaming at the mouth, Dying, resurrecting, grinding my teeth, Running laps around my room, acheIng in my chest, smiling at my screen, Punching, pulling my hair out, begging on my knees

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm very normal I swear!!!!!!!!

Just one chance please!!!!!!😭

My babygirl I will do what ever you want!!!!!

Bros just a cutie!!💞hes so handsome!💞

[animationfascinationpodcast]

"Animation Fascination" Episode 39: Oscar Recap 2013

Listen Now!! In this episode Matt is away so Marc is joined by Rudie Obias (from “AuteurCast“). They recap the 85th annual Academy Awards nominees and winners, as well as their opinions on the films. Also discussed: new Blu-ray/DVD releases from Disney and Pixar, the VFX protests, and new trailers including Sony Pictures Animation’s Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2. Continue reading “Animation…

[acnhitems]

Nook Inc. Umbrella

[dizzyspice717]

Are you really a fanperson before you’re in at least one (1) fandom that has a dysfunctional family in it that sad gay bitches hyper focus on?

[dark-rpfinderr]

Hi! 🌞 18+ female looking for someone 18+ to rp the Umbrella Academy with her. Specifically looking for CCxOC, it will involve 👪 because my oc is one of the Hargreeves. My OC is F as well, so keep that in mind. The canon characters I'm looking for are: Viktor, Allison, Klaus, Diego. Please like if interested!

EMOJI CODES HERE

like this post and anon will reach out!

[fandomtrumpshate]

FTH 2025 Donation Totals

Friends, this has been an extraordinary year for the auction. We know how and why this happened: like in early 2017, everyone is scared and upset and looking for a way to do something meaningful.

And—just like in 2017, and every year since—hundreds of us have stepped up to support our most vulnerable neighbors and the organizations working to protect them.

Except this year, we did it on a scale we've never done before.

Last year, our donation total was an incredible $67,776.28

This year's donation total...

are you ready for it....

(you're not ready for it. we weren't.)

This year's donation total is:

Yes, you're reading that right. $127,204.11

We're flummoxed too—and deeply grateful to everyone who has poured their time and effort and money and love into participating in the auction this year, and into the fanworks that will come from it.

If you're curious about how those donations were distributed across the different organizations, here is the breakdown (this breakdown doesn't include employer match donations, which is why the total is a little lower):

Bellingcat: $2,636.19

Congo Leadership Initiative: $2,842

Crips for esims for Gaza: $4,762.60

Disability Law United: $3,835.39

Environmental Integrity Project: $3,712

Fight for the Future Education Fund: $3,108

Freedom to Read Foundation: $7,139.50

Global Project Against Hate and Extremism: $6,473

Hope for Ukraine: $12,613.93

In Our Own Voice: National Black Women's Reproductive Justice Agenda: $3,626

Middle East Children's Alliance: $13,572.43

National Network to End Domestic Violence: $4,999.95

Never Again Action: $4,555

News Literacy Project: $3,745.16

Young Center for Immigrant Children’s Rights: $10,072.56

Umbrella: organizations serving vulnerable LGBTQ people

Brave Space Alliance: $2,558

Kentucky Health Justice Network Inc: $2,636

Sherlock's Homes: $7,780.77

TransFamily Support: $5,387.01

TransQueerPueblo: $2,949

Other local LGBT organizations: $10,696.71 Yes, you're reading that right again. Three orgs AND the cumulative Other local LGBT orgs broke five figures.

We're especially delighted because, for the first time, the umbrella category worked the way we've always hoped it would! As you can see above, significant numbers of people used the umbrella category as a way to connect to an organization local to them.

As we learned through people's comments on the donation form, some people donated to organizations they were already familiar with (and in some cases had already donated to, or even volunteered at); others used this as a reason to learn more about their local organization and support them.

We'll share more about the "other umbrella" donations over the next few weeks—some more detailed stats, as well as the names of some of the local orgs that people donated to—and we'll invite those of you who connected up with local orgs to share your stories. We love that so many people took this chance to support groups working in their own community, and we hope that we can keep that going next year and beyond!

And speaking of the future!

Now is a great time to follow @fth2025fanworks. We'll use that blog to share any auction fanwork that gets posted to tumblr.

We urge you to keep up with the organizations you supported this year (and the others on our list!) Follow them on social media, subscribe to their newsletters, whatever works best for you. It will enable you to keep an eye on the good work you've helped support, and to find out quickly when these orgs need some extra support, financial or otherwise.

And if you're looking out at the world and feeling the itch to do more, here are some possibilities:

Follow @fthaction, the meatspace activism wing of FTH. We relaunched this project in the weeks between the end of signups and the beginning of browsing period, sharing some reading lists, an individualized activism bingo card, and an AMA with activist and organizer Kat Calvin. (We also did a test-flight AMA with ourselves, talking about the auction.) We'll probably need some time to recover from this year's auction, but we'll be back soon with more resources to share, more AMAs, and more tools for exploring all the different forms that meaningful activism can take and for figuring out which ones are right for you.

Organize your own auction! We've put together a detailed playbook that contains that contains as much information and as many resources as we can provide for getting an auction off the ground, including detailed guides. Almost everything in the playbook is fully public; there are a few forms that are access-locked because google has stupid ideas about sharing forms, but we're happy to give you access to those, too: just drop us an email.

Over here at FTH headquarters we are all in need of a long nap. But we'll be back in a couple of weeks, as promised, to share more about the umbrella orgs and to dig back into @fthaction to see what's possible.

Looking forward to a whole bunch of new fanworks! <3 your FTH mods

[a-substantial-trash-pile]

obligatory animal crossing au for the psychological horror game 👍🙂👍 i'm calling it... "Mouthcrossing." (everyone boos)

They live on Tulpar Island which is overseen by Pony Express instead of Nook Inc. The crew's job is to develop the island—led by Curly, the Resident Representative. Things are pretty chill until a stranger arrives, claiming to be the true Resident Representative, and begins terrorizing the island. It's up to the Tulpar crew to defeat this menace and save the island from destruction.

curly: chose lion because it would fit his ✨golden locks✨ and also i was thinking about the phrase "cowardly lion." because y'know. reasons. he's the main guy in charge of planning and development.

anya: went with the ostrich villager type, but she's technically a black heron (the cool bird that does the umbrella shape with its wings). some may say i should've made her a horse, but i say neigh! i didn't want to make her a horse because 1) polle already takes that place and 2) jimmy's psych eval comment. anyway she's still the crew's nurse in this au.

swansea: yup he's a bear. look i know he literally has swan in his name but he SCREAMS bear. in multiple ways if you catch my drift nudge nudge wink wink. he's a grumpy ol' bear. 💛 he does a lot of DIY crafting stuff on the island.

daisuke: honestly he was the most difficult for me to decide on, but i eventually just went with dog. pomeranian specifically since that's what i made him in my dog au. the other option i was thinking about was bird, but i felt it would be too similar to anya. in this au, daisuke is still swansea's intern, but this time studying crafting.

jimmy: a player whose game glitched due to him messing with the file too much, leading to him not being able to modify it anymore. is now being a salty loser about his game being "ruined" despite it being his own fault and is taking it out on tulpar island's residents. don't worry, he gets his ass kicked.

[hyperch1ptune]

ok this is actually a good conversation starter I wanna put my view on this

In simpler terms: MUCH more declutterred than how 2015 IG already is

I feel like 2015 IG has a problem with mischaracterization overall, and the way Penny is perceived with this unnecessary side plot is a good example. For one, no way in HELL would she genuinely fall in love this early at her age.. or at least act like how she does with Talon. The most Penny has been seen “swooning” was her expressing something she likes ridiculously, not someone. Another thing, with this in mind she wouldn’t be stubborn on showing her passion for ANYTHING, even if a bit hesitant. I get it’s like that because “oh yeaahh she’s the good guy & he’s the villain & they’re supposed to hate eachother but they LOOOVE” SHUT THE HELL UUUUPPP THATS NOT HER SHE WOULD NOT DO THAAATT SHES NOT YOUR “MAIN CHARACTER” GIRL IN ALL THOSE CRAPPY ROMANCES - YOU CAN’T JUST COAT A NEW THING OF PAINT ON HER LIKE THAT besides her obvious dislike with MAD that plot point just. Doesn’t fit right?? Compared to the selfless personality & determined attitude she’s had in pass installments those scene alone feel like they ruin her & it’s honestly a huge bummer

It’s annoying how Talon’s character runs off that 1 trait as well, with him being one of the NEPHEWS OF CLAW you’d think theyd do something better — naaahhh let’s just base him off entirely like some entitled teen who’d very much care about his own looks first than his own safety!!!GFRRHSIHAHAHAHAA NOOOOOOO look at William. Look at him. He’s had less screen time than Talon from him being in 1 episode and even then THEY HANDLED THAT IDEA BETTER WITH HIM THAN TALON when I think of a nephew of Claw that’s opposite of Willam I think of someone mischievous, a jerkass rebel of a child, but is also loyal to his influential uncle; meaning he’s not afraid to hurt anybody in the name of victory and runs off of the idea of pleasing him to grow into his vicious claw.. but he fails. Often. Extremely often. He’s still learning, but this would make him pissed more than it makes him sad - I want this kid running off anger, hatred, WRATH. Not something soapy because ur girlfriend got a itty bitty booboo ohh boohoooooo:[[[[

it would be SO much better if their relationship was something involving goofy rivalry - and TEMPORARILY I don’t wanna see Talon consistently,, that gives a motive on how they’d both be more annoyed to see eachother, more of a reason to support their uncle’s, and more opportunities for Penny to outsmart Talon in a way. What i’m trying to say is treat Talon like any other MAD agent, but one where they see constantly & gain a “really?? this guy again?? didn’t he learn last time??” kind of mentality that they have with Claw

Ever wonder what Inspector Gadget (2015) would be like if you removed the Talon and Penny scenes? How would the show change without them?

[chernabogs]

A Rainy Wandering

Inc: Reader/Malleus (99% platonic but we had to sneak those subtle feelings in there at the end. Love me some two oblivious clowns) Second person POV Warnings: None WC: 1.8k Summary: Er so that new Malleus card, yeah? (Or: hey your bff scheduled in a 4 hour gargoyle tour, are you coming, orrrr...?) Also s.o to Alexandra with her literal Field Guide to Gargoyles and founding of the Gargoyle Appreciation Society. My hero rn for this hope they are thriving.

The campus is shrouded in grey as the rain falls at a steady rate around you. You grip your umbrella with both hands to combat against the gentle tug of the wind as you stand at the end of your dorms long walkway, shifting from side to side on occasion to look at both ends of the road. Behind you, the orange glow of Ramshackles cozy inside beckons to you, promising an escape from the rain in the form of wool blankets and terrible reality television. You’re half tempted to go back, but you staunchly remind yourself that you had made a promise, and you were not someone to fall back on your word.

That being said, your friend is about five minutes late, but you can forgive him. He’s never been good at keeping track of time. 

You shift on your heels again as you tilt the umbrella back to look at the grey sky. You last all of two seconds before too many raindrops fall on your face and you look back down, blinking the water out of your eye. The motion lets you take note of a pair of boots standing to your right. 

“Oh!” You splutter, moving your umbrella again to look at to whom those boots belong. Malleus stands in a very casual, unassuming manner, his own umbrella in hand and his brow quirked in amusement. “How long have you been standing here for?” 

You know the answer to that already—probably just seconds—but Malleus’ lips curl into a secretive smile as he shrugs a shoulder. “Long enough to observe you taking a makeshift wash.” 

A sour look is what he gets in turn, although yours always lack venom when it comes to him. A quick glance over his form shows you that he’s come prepared for the weather as well. In addition to his umbrella (which is decorated with gargoyles, to your amusement), he wears a black and purple raincoat, gloves, and has tied his hair back in a looped knot you think you've never seen him wear before. Compared to your yellow rubber boots and yellow raincoat, he looks like he stepped out of a high-fashion shoot. 

To serve and observe, apparently, is the agenda for today. You missed that memo. 

“I need to tie a bell to your wrist so I know when you’re coming.” You grumble as he steps back to the road, leaving you to fall in line with him. His warm laughter fills the air as you begin the first few legs of the tour he’s been talking about for ages.

“Now, I do think I recall you saying that once before,” he muses, tapping his fingers against the metal gargoyle at his umbrella's base. “You have yet to follow through.” 

 “I think your students would mob my dorm if I were to try and tie anything to you. Maybe I should just put an alarm on your phone instead—as long as you don’t break it again.” 

Often this would earn you a look of mock hurt, but Malleus seems far too jubilant at the moment to care about the subtle read you’re giving him. He’s smiling away, as happy as can be as he walks by your side. He even has a little bounce in his step. It almost makes you want to laugh at the sight; how can anyone call him intimidating when he’s looking like a child about to get a present? 

“Ah, yes, yes. I have been diligent in keeping my devices in check. Shroud has been of much help in that.” His gaze darts around the campus until he loops his arm with yours and pulls you swiftly to the right. You’re pliant to his guidance, only sighing in response as you let him pull you wherever he sees fit. This is something you’ve come to realize about the nature of your relationship with the prince. Malleus is a chronic wanderer, tending to just go off wherever he wishes, but he’s also mildly codependent. Since you two had firmly established that you are friends—hell, you gave the man a friendsgiving card—everywhere Malleus drifts off to, he takes you like a tether.

“Ah! Our first stop on our tour,” he begins, still brimming with energy. He tries to move his umbrella, only to have it collide with yours in the process. “Actually, before we begin, would you be so kind as to close your umbrella? We can use mine.”

You lean back to look up at your friend incredulously. At well over 6 feet, horns excluded, you doubt that you will remain dry for long should Malleus shield you both with his umbrella. He stares back both unwavering and with expectation in his look. You purse your lips. He raises an eyebrow. You lean back a bit, he replicates the action, his gaze looking you up and down. Daring you.

Oh, girl.

After a second of silent staring with a dash of attitude that the man rarely shows anyone else, you huff a sigh and close your umbrella, scooting closer to him once you do. His expression lights up as you roll your eyes, and he resumes his tangent. 

“Thank you, my dear friend. Now, as I was saying, our first stop on our tour! If you direct your attention upwards you will see what is aptly called a screamer gargoyle. The positioning of its body—with hands behind its head and its mouth agape—is meant to remind those who witness it that torment lay ahead if they fail to fulfill a particular purpose. You may see these on the cathedrals in numerous nations, as they were quite popular to evoke terror in worshippers.”

 You scoot forward to look past the edge of the umbrella at the gargoyle in particular. True to Malleus’ word, the carved figure looks as though it’s screaming in agony, its eyes directed upwards, and its body bent at an angle. You smirk a little. 

“Kind of looks like Ace and Deuce during exams.” 

Malleus hums thoughtfully. “Perhaps that is why they put one on a school ground. To remind students of the torment they will endure should they neglect studying and strike deals for grades instead.”

“So mean,” you chastise, even though you were the one to start this train of thought. The two of you continue your trail along the main road. Malleus keeps your arms firmly linked together as he chatters on, stopping on occasion to point out a particularly significant gargoyle, or a grotesque lined against the wall. You reckon this is the most your friend has talked in a while, considering his need to stop and clear his throat with an apology. 

You also consider that this is probably one of few times that he’s managed to rope someone into a walk with him like this. Out of the joy his joy seems to bring you, you prompt him with several questions as you tour about, doing your best to remember the info dumping you’re being subjected to. A slip up of calling a grotesque a gargoyle by mistake, which earned you a verbal berating in the gentlest of manners, was enough to make you pay closer attention.

As the rain begins to lighten and the sun valiantly fights to break free, the two of you come to a stop in one of the courtyard areas of the main building. You fish out a granola bar from your pocket as Malleus holds the umbrella, offering him half of it before you look around at the building. There aren’t as many gargoyles here as the other areas, save for one impressive dragon carving looming over the courtyard entrance. You gesture to it in silence, your mouth too full of chocolate and granola to speak. Fortunately, Malleus has become more then attuned to your gestures to know what you’re saying—another reward of your friendship. 

“That is one of the older gargoyles present on the campus. Considering that the courtyard we are standing in served as part of the original residence, I would wager that the initial owner of the lands commissioned this.” Malleus taps the base of the umbrella again as he tilts it back to look upwards. A few stray raindrops hit his cheek, making his brow furrow as he inspects the moss-covered structure. He’s looking at the gargoyle, while you’re looking at the expressions he’s pulling. “Most people surmise that the selection of a dragon was done to evoke fear in opponents who may try to take these lands, but I’m of the mindset that it was done to symbolize the wisdom and guardianship the owners held over their subjects. Dragons are, after all, quite wise.”

“So the dragon says.” You reply teasingly as you look at the statue. He’s right to guess that it’s certainly the oldest one you’ve seen. The stone is aged and slightly cracked along the edges. You know that Malleus has a habit of carving statues himself, and you wonder if he’s ever considered trying to repair it. Given his love for all things crumbling and ancient, however, you also wager that the thought of rebuilding something that time has claimed is well against his personal morals. 

“My assessment is free of bias, Prefect.” He counters with a mockingly scolding tone to his voice. You know it to be in jest by the way his eyes remain alight with joy. He really is infectious when he’s in a good mood, dangerously so, and a part of you wishes he could stay this way consistently instead of sliding back to the quiet, brooding form he can be when he’s feeling temperamental. 

You scrunch up the granola wrapper before shoving it in your pocket with a shake of your head. “Oh yes, definitely no projecting going on here.”

“I will leave you out in this rain.” He warns, tilting the umbrella so that you’re out of its cover. You yelp in protest and duck back underneath, practically squishing yourself against him to keep from doing that again. 

“You like me too much to do that!” You argue back as you grip the umbrella handle yourself. He breaks his facade of sternness to laugh as his arm comes around you to rest on your back. The act feels far too natural for the first time he’s ever done it, yet you acquiesce regardless. “Besides, who else will finish this loop with you? Silver is training with Sebek and Lilia is off… well. Doing whatever he pleases.”

Another thoughtful hum vibrates in Malleus’ chest, which you can feel considering the proximity of your bodies in this moment. A sudden awareness strikes you that makes you feel a bit awkward about it all. Out of reflex you nudge his waist with your arm, prompting him to give you some more space.

“I suppose you have me there,” he notes, granting you a half smile as he looks down to your irate expression. He offers you the crook of his arm, and you silently oblige by linking it with yours. He tugs you a bit closer this time around as he beckons to the courtyard exit. “Let us continue, then. I would say we have another hour at least. Oh, I do hope you’re as excited as I am for what’s to come.”

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hello Miss Raven! I always enjoy reading your thoughts and explanations on various twst topics! I'm not sure if someone asked before since I'm relatively new to your blog.

Do you have any speculations or wishes for the setting in the next Helloween event? Like which movies have a higher chance to be a part of Twisted Wonderland. My personal wish event would be based on the "The Black Cauldren" from 1985 or on "The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad" from 1949.

I hope you have a nice day/night!

Hello and welcome to my blog~ :DD

I definitely feel like the next Halloween event (for JP) might be another Lost in the Book in order to mirror the one we just had, which was Lost in the Book with Nightmare Before Christmas. Popular speculation right now is that we might get part 2 of Nightmare due to how the event ended with "The End...?" and Boogie's boys scampering across the screen. (More details on that theory here!)

Between Nightmare and a recent Tangled inspired event in the JP server, Wish Lantern: The Road/Journey to Freedom, we know that Twst is not limited to just 2D films anymore. Stop motion and 3D animated films are also now fair game. That opens the floodgates for many more possibilities as to what could be referenced or integrated into Twst's world!

We also know from previous Halloween events that Halloween events don't necessarily need to be "Halloween-y". Glorious Masquerade, while taking place around Halloween time, had nothing to do with the holiday. Playful Land similarly didn't have anything to do with Halloween, even if it did incorporate horror vibes in its later acts. So really, I get the sense that Halloween events could be inspired by literally any movie under the Disney umbrella at this point. I don't think that one really has a higher chance than another, though there may be a bias for more "iconic" and well-known films just because we all know how Disney LOVES to capitalize on nostalgia. I recall that Yana has shared that one of her favorite Disney films is Treasure Planet and she'd love to do something with that for Twst?? (I might be misremembering the second part of that statement, so don't quote me on it.) Actually, looking at Yana's top Disney films, Twst has actually incorporated 2 of them already as Lost in the Book events (Lilo & Stitch and Nightmare Before Christmas). The other two, Treasure Planet and Beauty and the Beast, might also be strong contenders for future Lost in the Books or perhaps another story event, though not necessarily Halloween.

… On a personal note, I would really like a Monsters Inc. Halloween event :3c I think that would really fit the spirit of the holiday and allow the devs to get super creative with the designs.

[cenorii]

Indifference and Excella

Today I'd like to talk about an issue like indifference and its consequences. But we won't talk about whether it's bad or not, I just want to discuss how Excella's indifference changed the history of all the following games.

Excella had known Wesker since about 2003, but had been directly close to him since about 2006, when she gained control of Tricell Inc. From 2006 to 2009, she was close to him, through which she began to experience romantic feelings that blinded her critical thinking. But even without the crush, she was indifferent to what kind of person he was, and that probably always annoyed him in people (Wesker's second report states how he hates people who elevate others only for their background and not for their personal accomplishments. Excella exalted Wesker perhaps not even for his research but for his looks, that is, she did not read between the lines at all and did not pay attention to who was actually standing in front of her).

Being indifferent to his personality, she did not notice at all, so unstable man was next to her. The object of her lust had a huge bouquet of psychological problems and inferiority complexes, which he hid behind a mask of calmness.

However, even this mask gave a crack in re5, you can tell by the animation of the sudden outburst of anger.

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But while in re5 he's angry because his plan is slowly falling apart, in the Lost in Nightmares DLC, it's much deeper than that...

He just learned the truth about his life, and his anger is probably directed at that fact. He's angry at the truth and the fact that his past continues to haunt him (Chris and Jill). His past in the form of Umbrella, who he ran away from, has also caught up with him again, turning out to be the truth he had to face. Because of his pretense and “calm” image, he never learned to deal with his emotions, and I'm surprised that Excella never noticed it, since he must have been angry when the cockroaches mutated on his ship.

Based on all of this, Excella hasn't been paying attention to the fact that the person next to her isn't what she thinks he is. Chris is blind to Wesker's psychological problems too and he is clearly not the person who would suggest he go to a psychiatrist, but he, unlike Excella, has good reasons for this. For example, he's blinded by his resentment toward Wesker (for the mansion, for kidnapping Jill, and so on), he's also blinded by hatred. But Excella treated Wesker well, was directly next to him, and still missed the fact that everything in his character screams that he needs help.

Yes, if someone had offered him psychological help, he obviously wouldn't have liked it, but he would have realized anyway that someone had shown him attentiveness. He would have felt that someone cares about something much deeper in him than his external image, and maybe that would have made a difference.

Just imagine that ONE caring person could have changed the course of further history by showing of the right attention. Especially if this person had appeared long before re5, for example in 2006, when Wesker was the most psychologically unstable because he learned the truth from Spencer. Feeling that someone didn't just sympathize with him, but wanted to help him deal with an deep problem, perhaps he would have made other decisions in the future.

After all, in fact, Wesker is not so much interested in Uroboros and power, as in getting people from it who would be equal to him and consider him. His main problem is a sense of detachment, as if he is superfluous, different from everyone else as a white crow, and so he needs a society made up of white crows like him. He strives to stop feeling "different". And for the sake of this, he has made the mistaken decision to “make others like him”, because he considers "ordinary" people unworthy.

However, he turns a blind eye to the fact that all these people he considers unworthy have a chance to merge with Uroboros and become like him. So it's the same "unworthy" people, just in a different cover, you know? This is another fact that proves that he doesn't care what kind of people will become the Uroboros users, he wants that they just exist. It's important to him that there are people like him.

And if just ONE person in his past had shown genuine empathy for his personality, advising him to see a specialist, maybe the whole RE story would have gone differently. There would be no Jill kidnapping, no Uroboros, no biological weapons and the organizations responsible for them, because Wesker, based on his words, is disgusted by war and pestilence. There would be no reason for him to do all this and pursue his dream through the dirty ways. His dream are of a world without decadence, a utopia where there is no destruction. And biological weapons are precisely the tools of war, pestilence and destruction. If he had other goals, Wesker would have gone up against BOW, and knowing how well he was able to counter his competitors, the bioterrorists wouldn't stand a chance.

Let's not forget that Wesker developed many weapons against bioweapons, the blueprints for which were later found by Blue Umbrella ("Albert System Weapon"). So even being a bioterrorist involuntarily, he developed means against BOW, indirectly speaking out against his own work

Draw your own conclusions, I was just sharing my thoughts on indifference and how Excella's blind love contributed to the situation <3

[grimoireofhayley]

Shackles

Leon S. Kennedy x TF141!Reader

Inspired by both events of MW2, Resident Evil (Games & Animated Movies) and the song Shackles by Steven Rodriguez.

Shackles Master List

Summary: As a 25-year-old prodigy, you managed to capture the likeness of the original Task Force 141 - with your skills of governmental hacking, intelligence and manipulation they have recruited you to their team. However, the 5 of you were assigned to take down Umbrella Inc and their corrupt employees. It was in your hands to stop a bio-terrorist attack from furthering the plummet of Raccoon City, yet again, and upon landing, you were greeted by a certain DSO Agent who will join you on the mission, Leon S. Kennedy, though, he didn’t really make a great first impression…

Warnings: Smut (Eventually), Swearing, Blood & Gore, Flirting, BDSM (Eventually), Implied Mental Health Struggles, Alcoholism, Trauma, Torture, Eventual Kidnapping , Age Gap (Leon is 48 and reader is 25), Enemies to Lovers, Slight Ghost x Reader if you squint, Leon’s a complete ass at first

Prologue:

“Aye, las..” Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley greeted, his accent thick and heavy, determination glossing over in his eyes; his hands gripping the SC-2010 - a fully automatic assault rifle, as he looked the smaller girl over.

“Are you ready for the mission?” He asked, shuffling in his spot, his usual expression stoic, but was covered by his skull-patterned balaclava.

“As I’ll ever be.” She smiled, cocking her gun, her eyes glinting as she looked her weapon over.

“Captain Price, Soap and Gaz will meet us in the city.” Simon began, “Raccoon City…” He finished, slight judgement in his voice. “What kind of fuckin’ name is that?” He scoffed.

“One that smells like it’s filled with zombies from a recent bio-terrorist attack.” She replied, placing her prized weapon in the holster of her thigh, hinting towards the mission ahead.

“I’d say you’d be bloody right.” Simon said, a light chuckle leaving him as he slung his rifle over his shoulder, a faint smile hidden behind the fabric. “Come on, las. Time to save the world... once again..”He joked, turning on his heel, and heading off to the helicopter at the helipad, “Price, Soap and Gaz are already at the shit show…”

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The Helicopter door remained open as Ghost stood inside of it, leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his armoured chest, as he surveyed the area, looking out onto the city. His eyes scanning every building and street they flew over. Ghost wasn’t going to underestimate this. They’d been through too much to die here. He’d kill every last zombie if he had to. No matter what.

“Land ‘er down, ‘ere, Pilot” Ghost instructed, pointing to the ground below.

(Y/n) soon followed, her feet touching the ground. Her eyes gazing around the area, her gun in hand as her senses alerted her of the dangers that lurked beyond the ground. “What is our next move, sir.” She asked, turning to Ghost, as the pilot sped off.

“Our first move is to locate Price and the others in this Godforsaken city…” He muttered, “Then we make another plan from there.” He finished.

“Affirmative.” (Y/n) answered, before taking point, her mind and senses on full alert as she ventured into the city, every nook and cranny, every street and building, there was no chance that she’d miss anything that was even a remote threat to the pair.

Ghost followed close behind, taking a moment to look around the area, beginning his own surveillance of his surroundings while simultaneously following after the woman in front of him.

The two made their way down the empty and desolate streets, neither of them was in the mood for talking.

The silence was loud.

The rustling of the wind and distant groans and moans were the only thing that broke the quiet, aside from the constant squeaking of their footsteps.

Turning to an alleyway, (Y/n) spoke up, “Seems like this city’s been evacuated.” She took a deep breath, “Must’ve had some shitty luck to get caught up in the middle of it…”

“I don‘t believe in luck.” Ghost muttered, a hint of desolation in his voice, as he looked over towards (Y/n), “I believe we make our own luck. Bad or good.” He finished, before looking back to keep an eye out for the other members of the team. His eyes scanning the rooftops of the buildings, searching for the tell-tale signs of his brothers in arms.

Price, Soap and Gaz.

Soon enough, (Y/n) caught the sound of gunfire and shouting from a few blocks away, she instantly turned to Ghost “There!” She hollered, pointing over in the direction of the loud noises. “That’s where they must be!” She continued, before beginning to sprint off in the direction of the noise.

Ghost groaned under his mask, before following after her, his strides long and powerful, keeping up with the Sergeant with ease.

As the duo reached the noise, they soon found that the sounds of gunfire and shouting were coming from a large Police Station to the right. “Well it’s a start.” (Y/n) answered, a huff escaping her lips as she looked over the station. Her hand gripping her gun, her mind racing and scanning the building.

Ghost remained silent, choosing instead to study every inch of the place, his mask concealing his emotions.

“Put your weapon down!”

They heard a familiar voice as they got closer… It was Captain Price.

Ghost’s eyes darted towards the chaos that was unfolding; Price, Soap and Gaz held a man at gunpoint.

His eyes narrowed under his mask, as Ghost studied the situation.

Whoever this guy was, he was important. Why else would Price be trying to detain him?

“Get down on the ground!” Soap commanded, his gun at the ready. “Hands behind ‘yer back!” He shouted, as the gentleman before him slowly knelt down, his hands placed behind his head still holding onto his gun; a cocky grin, appearing across his face.

Gaz was quick to swoop under the man’s arms, forcing him to the ground as he held him tightly. He dropped his gun and Soap kicked it to the side, far away from the person who was once holding it, he grunted, that same shit-eating grin on his face.

Ghost looked over, before approaching the group. “Price?” He asked, as he eyed the man in front of them, his gun still raised as a threat. “What’s going on ‘ere?” He followed up, his eyes falling over the police station in front of him, his mind searching for potential threats or weaknesses in its structure.

“He calls himself Leon S. Kennedy…” Price spoke, not taking his eyes off the dark brunette.

(Y/n) looked over at the guy now known as Leon, her eyes full of judgment as he knelt on the ground being held by Gaz.

What kind of idiot gets himself into a situation like this?

Next —>

[album-tourney]

We have 72 songs, this can be raised if 96 if the need arises

Pokerface by Lady Gaga 

Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance

Toxic by Britney Spears

Sk8ter Boi by Avril Lavigne 

All my Life by Foo Fighters

American Idiot by Green Day

1985 by Bowling for Soup

Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand 

Somebody Told Me by the Killers

Hey There Delilah by Plain White Tees

Feel Good Inc by the Gorillaz

Sugar we're goin down by Fallout Boy

Brave as a noun by AJJ

Hot N Cold by Katy Perry

Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It) by Beyonce

The Dog Days are Over by Florence + the Machine

Seven Nation Army by White Stripes

Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down

She Hates Me by Puddle Of Mudd

Stacy's Mom by Fountains for Wayne

All the Small Things By Blink 182

Since U Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson

Hurt by Johnny Cash

Hey Ya by Outkast

Rehab by Amy Winehouse

Stan by Eminem

Do you realize by The Flaming Lips

Sexyback by Justin Timberlake

Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus

Drops of Jupiter (Tell Me) by Train

Californication by the Red Hot Chili Peppers

Fireflies by Owl City

TiK ToK by Ke$ha

Gives you Hell by All American Rejects 

Paper Planes by M.I.A.

Can't get you out of my head by Kylie Monogue

I write sins not tragedies by Panic! At the Disco

Short Skirt/Long Jacket by CAKE

Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus

Bring Me to Life by Evanescence

Before he cheats by Carrie Underwood 

Vida La Vida by Coldplay

Photograph by Nickelback

99 Problems by Jay-Z

Hash Pipe by Weezer

A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton

Love Story by Taylor Swift

Unwell by MatchBox Twenty 

Yeah! by Usher

Dilemma by Nelly and Kelly Rowland

Beautiful by Christina Aguilera 

My Hips Don't Lie by Shakira

I gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas

Hollaback Girl by Gwen Stefani

Watcha Say by Jason Derulo

Drop it like it's Hot by Snoop Dogg

Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield

Numb by Linkin Park

Umbrella by Rihanna 

Crazy in Love by Beyonce and Jay Z

How to Save a Life by The Fray

Get the Party Started by P!nk

Survivor By Destiny's Child

Everytime we touch by Cascada

Beautiful Girls by Sean Kingston

Bad day by Daniel Powter

Chop Suey By System of a Down

I'm Yours by Jason Mraz

Crazy by Gnarls Barkley 

The Middle by Jimmy Eat World

Harder Better Faster Stronger by Daft Punk

Chewing Gum by Annie