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“i’ll kill you.” are we about to kiss 
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𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝  𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬    . . .    vampiremalewife
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@fjaorhamr inquired : sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone. (wesker, time to bring this dynamic to life hehe) inbox prompt : blood related prompts. prompt status : accepting !
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𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃  𝐉𝐎𝐁𝐒  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒    was  hardly  something  ada  would  consider  a  desired  experience  ,  her  own  personal  preference  to  be  alone  on  jobs  was  one  that'd  been  forged  over  years  of  dealing  with  the  ineptness  of  others .  however  ,  even  knowing  that  the  man  which  she  was  currently  assigned  to  the  job  at  hand  alongside  was  competent  did  little  to  easy  the  lingering  irritation  that  thrummed  just  belong  the  surface  of  her  skin .  though  that  was  no  real  mystery  as  to  why  that  was  ,  it  was  wesker  she  was  assigned  to  work  with  after  all .
the  enigmatic  man  was  notorious  ,  both  in  their  own  organization  and  outside  of  it  ,  his  often  abrasive  personality  something  she  was  exceedingly  familiar  with .  he  was  seemingly  a  constant  in  her  life  ,  she  found  herself  unable  to  truly  be  able  to  shake  him  off  even  when  her  assignment  had  nothing  to  do  with  him .  it  was  rare  that  jobs  needed  them  both  involved  personally  ,  though  the  amount  of  trouble  they'd  ran  into  so  far  had  made  her  a  little  grateful  she  wasn't  completely  alone .
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still  ,  that  didn't  halt  him  from  being  a  constant  source  of  vexation  ⎯  especially  now  as  the  blood  of  the  poor  soul  that'd  been  their  target  stained  the  floors .
❛  tasteful  as  always , wesker .  ❜  it's  a  small  gesture  but  ada  takes  a  graceful  step  from  the  growing  stain  flowing  from  the  man  on  the  floor  ,  partially  to  avoid  tracking  any  blood  when  they  left  the  area  but  also  to  spare  herself  of  having  to  scrub  dried  blood  off  of  the  rather  expensive  heels  later  on .  her  pointed  gaze  that'd  been  trained  on  wesker  sliding  towards  the  exit  before  returning  back  to  him  with  an  unimpressed  raise  of  her  brow .
❛  if  you're  done  now  ,  i  think  it's  time  we  take  our  leave  before  someone  notices  his  absence .  ❜  a  head  nod  towards  the  crumpled  body  on  the  floor  the  mercenary  gave  a  small  roll  of  her  eyes .  
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❛  do  try  to  avoid  tracking  blood  with  you  ,  would  hate  your  tactful  takedown  to  be  found  before  we're  clear  of  this  place .  ❜
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ooc / mun meme.   using anon or not — send me a canon character you believe i could write, and why you think i could write that muse. 
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something i gotta talk about more is the fact that while obviously in my portrayal leon has a impact on ada and her thought process in both 1998 & in 2004 , the person who i think truly shifted her mindset on some things & actually led to her actions at the end of 'separate ways' was actually luis.
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oh also as a heads up , i might close my inbox for a lil while once i get on later fully just so i can catch up with what i owe asks / threads wise here. i'm always so tempted to rb inbox memes but i tend to hoard them & feel bad when i end up getting overwhelmed / have to delete some for my sanity.
right now i have 13 asks in there ( if tumblr's auto count isn't off ) & i wanna try to do all of them when i have the energy to do so.
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i’m heading to bed when i get home for a lil bit but i don’t think i talk enough about how ada rarely lets herself feel positive emotions ( and some negative ones ) fully.
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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.
𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
" that's a lot of blood. "
" it isn't mine. "
" what did you do ? "
[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "
" come on. have a taste. "
" holy shit, are you okay ? "
" it looks worse than it feels. "
" you should see the other guy. "
" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "
" lean on me. "
" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "
" . . . gross. "
[ standing over a body ] " oops. "
" is that a fucking body ? "
" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "
" what the hell happened ? "
" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "
" at least it wasn't me this time. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "
" i'm not scared of you. "
" you don't scare me. "
" shut up and let me help you. "
" i got your shirt all bloody. "
" let's get you cleaned up. "
" that looks like it hurts. "
" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "
" we are so fucked. "
" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "
" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "
" the fucker deserved it. "
" red looks good on you. "
" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "
" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "
" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "
" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "
" this isn't what it looks like. "
" it was an accident. "
" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "
" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "
" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "
" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "
" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "
" you're bleeding. "
" what the fuck happened to you ? "
" you're getting blood on the carpet. "
" sit down before you fall down. "
" that looks like a you problem. "
𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet
sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver
receiver finds sender covered in blood
sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding
sender helps receiver clean up after a kill
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb
sender licks receiver's blood off a knife
sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb
sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver
receiver finds sender stood over a body
sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood
sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean
sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood
sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed
sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)
receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze
sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone
sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand
sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face
sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them
sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver
sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall
sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled
receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off
sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver
sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse
sender takes an injury meant for receiver
sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood
sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone
sender punches receiver in the mouth
receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust
sender helps receiver bury a body
sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3
sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3
sender leans on receiver for support
sender kills someone to protect receiver
receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it
sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver
receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself
sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip
sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning
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@hishonor inquired : ❝ I don’t want to be in a battle… but waiting on the edge of one I can’t escape is even worse. ❞ inbox prompt : random but heavy dialogue prompts. prompt status : accepting !
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𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀  𝘼𝙍𝙀  𝙉𝙊𝙏  𝙈𝘼𝙉𝙔  𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎    that  ada  finds  her  interacting  with  members  of  the  soldier  class  soldier  ,  even  scarcer  was  her  interactions  with  the  first  class  rank .  most  thought  her  to  be  an  illusive  member  of  the  turks  devision  ,  and  it  was  easier  for  them  to  think  that  rather  than  to  know  the  truth  ,  so  keeping  her  distance  was  apart  of  the  charade .  still  ,  there  was  some  familiarity  between  her  and  angeal  ,  having  met  around  the  shinra  building  on  occasion .
ada  knew  he  an  honorable  man  ,  often  known  for  his  strong  connection  to  his  honor .  she  also  knew  he  was  a  bit  foolish  to  want  to  hold  onto  his  honor  while  he  worked  for  the  company  he  did  ―  though  perhaps  it  was  because  she  was  only  sent  to  do  shinra's  dirty  work  and  nothing  else  that  she  thought  of  it  that  way .
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❛  take  it  from  me  soldier ,  there  is  always  a  way  to  escape  ,  ❜  she  hums  quietly  ,  looking  over  at  angeal  briefly  before  her  gaze  moves  back  out  to  the  view  of  the  city  below .  running  was  her  speciality  ,  however  ,  she  of  all  people  knew  the  consequence  of  what  running  meant .  ❛  you  just  have  to  make  peace  with  both  what  it'll  take  to  do  it  and  what  will  happen  once  you're  out .  ❜
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THE MATRIX 1999 dir. The Wachowskis
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@buriedabove inquired : [ breakfast ]  to surprise my muse with breakfast in bed inbox prompt : valentine's day memes. prompt status : no longer accepting !
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𝙄𝙏  𝙄𝙎  𝘼  𝙍𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙔  𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏  𝘼𝘿𝘼  𝙎𝙇𝙀𝙋𝙏    for  more  than  a  few  hours  at  a  time  ,  let  alone  at  all  some some  nights  but  she  suspects  that  the  job  that'd  taken  her  weeks  to  finish  was  the  cause  of  her  exhaustion  prone  state  that  she  wasn't  able  to  shake  off  ―  even  upon  waking  she  feels  as  though  she'd  barely  even  rested .  the  rays  of  sunlight  slowly  peeking  their  way  into  the  room  is  what  she  notices  first  ,  taking  note  that  she'd  managed  to  sleep  until  morning  ,  another  strange  happening  to  ponder  on .  the  emptiness  in  the  spot  next  to  her  is  what  manages  to  peak  her  interest  the  most  out  of  any  of  the  other  rarities  of  the  morning  ,  a  hand  to  the  area  where  leon  had  been  when  she'd  made  her  way  in  the  night  before  lacking  any  significant  warmth  letting  her  know  he'd  been  out  of  bed  for  longer .
finally  mustering  the  energy  to  fully  sit  up  in  the  bed  ,  ada  glances  around  with  quiet  yawn  ,  attempting  to  see  if  she  can  spot  any  sign  of  the  other .  it  wasn't  unusual  that  one  of  them  would  have  to  leave  suddenly  ,  such  was  the  nature  of  their  lives  and  jobs  ,  but  generally  it  was  a  habit  to  let  the  other  know  whether  verbally  or  in  written  form .  not  spotting  any  physical  signs  of  the  other  after  a  brief  lookover  of  the  room  she  reaches  for  her  phone  ,  scrolling  through  various  messages  ,  most  of  which  were  related  to  both  the  job  she’d  finished  the  night  before  and  one  she’d  already  been  assigned  to  take  on  in  the  coming  weeks .
so  engulfed  in  the  details  of  the  upcoming  job’s  details  she  nearly  misses  leon’s  form  entering  the  room  again  ,  though  when  she  does  take  note  of  his  presence  she’s  immediately  drawn  to  the  tray  in  his  hands .  his  ability  to  cook  was  no  secret  to  her  ,  between  the  two  of  them  on  a  night  where  they  didn’t  get  takeout  was  often  saved  by  his  ability  to  exist  within  a  kitchen  without  burning  it  down  ―  especially  compared  to  her .
❛  what’s  this ?  ❜  she  hums  ,  though  one  final  glance  at  her  phone  before  it  goes  forgotten  again  on  the  nightstand  to  her  left  lets  her  know  the  occasion .  valentine’s  day  ,  a  holiday  she  often  forgot  about  and  seldom  celebrated  unless  it  was  needed  in  a  job  ,  had  just  happened  to  fall  on  this  day .  with  the  job  she’d  just  been  on  running  far  past  it’s  original  end  date  ada  had  forgotten  to  skirt  around  the  date  as  she  normally  did .  it  was  no  reflection  on  leon  that  she  often  wanted  to  avoid  the  day  and  whatever  it  entailed  ,  it  was  more  so  a  reflection  at  her  own  inexperience  with  the  day’s  expectations  as  a  whole  when  she  wasn’t  trying  to  fake  her  way  through  it .
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❛  i  do  expect  you’ll  be  sharing  this  with  me  ,  after  all  ,  i  can’t  let  the  chef  go  hungry  can  i  ?  ❜  speaking  up  again  as  he  sets  the  tray  of  food  in  front  of  her  she  motions  to  the  spot  on  the  other  side  of  the  tray  for  him  to  sit .
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Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack Agüeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "Moments"
[Text ID: “Me, inside myself, / always waiting for something / that my mind can’t define.”]
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𝙐𝙉𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙀𝘿  𝙑𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙎  𝙊𝙁𝙏𝙀𝙉  𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔  𝙈𝙀𝘼𝙉𝙏    one  thing  ,  and  it  was  nothing  positive  or  to  look  forward  to  most  of  the  time .  no  one  was  supposed  to  know  where  she  was  holed  up  at  ,  not  even  people  she  may  consider  friends .  the  bounty  on  her  head  had  been  one  thing  but  ada  had  not  come  out  of  her  last  encounter  with  those  who  now  sought  her  out  unscathed  and  the  healing  process  was  already  proving  to  be  nothing  short  of  her  own  personal  hell .
the  knock  had  woken  her  from  the  restless  fog  one  could  barely  call  sleep  and  she  almost  wondered  if  she’d  imagined  it  when  another  did  not  follow .  however  ,  thought  that  whoever  it  was  could've  just  been  just  a  civilian  looking  for  another  unit  or  tenant  within  the  building  who'd  moved  on  upon  realizing  their  mistake  was  quickly  shoved  out  of  her  mind  entirely  when  she  heard  the  small  tinkering  of  the  lock .  despite  the  way  her  body  ached  and  fought  against  her  quick  movements  she  still  managed  with  little  noise  to  get  off  the  sofa  ,  not  wanting  to  alert  the  intruder  to  her  presence  behind  the  door .  finding  a  strategically  hidden  blade  was  not  difficult  ,  most  of  ada’s  safehouses  were  stocked  with  them  in  just  about  any  place  that  she  could  manage .
the  altercation  itself  happens  in  a  flash  ,  cold  steel  being  brought  to  the  neck  of  the  intruder  ,  though  there  is  no  follow  through  when  the  mercenary  realizes  just  who  it  was  breaking  into  her  place .
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❛  miriam  ?  ❜  part  of  her  is  wondering  if  in  her  foggy  state  of  mind  she’s  imagining  the  other  woman  ,  though  her  voice  is  enough  to  have  ada  lower  her  blade  to  her  side  with  a  tired  sigh .
❛  that’s  funny  coming  from  the  one  who  just  broke  into  my  place .  you’re  lucky  i  don’t  know  where  my  gun  is  right  now  ,  this  would've  ended  up  far  worse .  ❜  limping  her  way  back  into  her  kitchen  ,  the  blade  is  dropped  haphazardly  onto  the  counter  ,  being  put  back  into  its  hiding  spot  would  be  something  for  her  to  handle  later  on  when  she  didn’t  feel  as  if  she  was  death’s  door .  it’s  a  slow  ,  treacherous  walk  back  to  the  sofa  she’d  been  resting  on  before  the  other  had  broken  in  ,  but  she  makes  it  ,  finding  respite  in  no  longer  standing .
❛  i  assume  there  is  a  reason  you  risked  your  life  tracking  me  down  and  breaking  in  here .  ❜  she  hums  ,  a  brow  raising  as  she  tiredly  glanced  over  to  the  other  ,  motioning  for  her  to  shut  the  door  that’d  been  left  open .
@sp1ed  for  ada  wong prompted:  warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.
     𝗶𝘁  𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱  𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲  𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻  𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿  𝗳𝗼𝗿  𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗺  𝘁𝗼  𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗲  𝗵𝗲𝗿  𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹  &&.  𝗻𝗼𝘁  𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸  𝗳𝗼𝗿  𝗮𝗱𝗮  𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲  𝗮  𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗿,  but  with  no  information  left  of  the  spy's  whereabouts,  there  was  little  that  could  be  done  to  avoid  going  the  extra  mile  and  finding  the  woman  on  her  own.
     traveling  unarmed  doesn't  suit  schrödinger,  but  it  is  also  wiser  not  to  carry  a  gun  whilst  on  the  lookout  for  a  wanted  criminal  with  bounty  issued  over  their  head  —  looking  the  least  suspicious  works  in  the  younger's  favor,  thus  there's  barely  anything  she's  taken  other  than  the  bare  necessities.  [ . . . ]
     learning  the  art  of  lockpicking  wasn't  on  this  year's  bingo  card,  but  with  the  help  of  a  youtube  video  and  some  analytical  skills,  the  quiet  click  works  like  magical  open  sesame  much  to  miriam's  satisfaction.  the  feeling,  however,  is  quickly  replaced  once  her  careful  steps  lead  her  inside;  adrenaline  rush  and  conditional  responses  taking  its  place  —  sharp  steel  pressing  against  her  neck,  steel  tip  pressing  against  the  other's  stomach.  if  not  for  the  familiar  smell  &&.  touch,  this  meeting  would've  ended  way  differently.
     ❝  fucking  hell,  ada,  ❞  the  younger  hisses,  not  yet  withdrawing  her  blade.  ❝  do  not  scare  me  like  that,  huh?  ❞
     perhaps  breaking  in  wasn't  the  smartest  idea,  but  very  on  brand  when  it  comes  to  wolf  pup.  besides,  the  spy  in  red  didn't  open  when  she  knocked  on  her  door,  so  what  else  were  she  to  do?  wait?  as  if.
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