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Slowly making my way back. Between work, everything going on in the world, and a slow uprise in my gaming live stream channel, I’ve been very preoccupied. But, I’ll slowly work back to things on the writing front.
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The darkness in his mind never ending, Wesker traveled long and far into the void, hoping for a sign, for…something. He couldn’t understand, couldn’t put two and two together to figure out anything. Instinct, it was simply instinct that drove him and forced him to press on, to press forward to some kind of destination and solution. He didn’t know where he was going he just knew, he had to keep on running. So his legs pressed on, his body breaking into a full sprint to find a way out of this darkness. Calling out got him nowhere, he just needed to stay focused and keep on running, and he did, until he stopped at something…different. “What on Earth…?” A rip, a hole of some sort. On the otherside a white light, the first sign of life in this dark voice that surrounded him. There was no telling what was on the other side, there was nothing visible, but it was clear enough, whatever was there, it would be better than staying here. He jumped, he had no other choice and he jumped toward the other side.
Albert Wesker crashed against the ground when the stasis pod was decompressed and opened. His body was released and he inevitably crashed against the cold steel floor of the inner workings of the lab. A violent cough escaped him while he tried to gather his bearings. He held the floor with both hands, albeit shaky and unstable, and he managed to keep himself from falling face first against the floor again. Slowly his cough began to subside and was replaced by a heavy paced breathing. Eyes glanced down at the floor, opened wide from the shock of it all. Water dripping from the golden locks and his naked form. It took everything in him not to collapse against the floor again but he managed, and now he reached out and took hold of the console to his left. With a grip upon the controls he pressed down on his palm and used his muscular arms to hoist himself off the ground as best he could until he managed to come to a full stand.
Hazel eyes took a moment to glance around until they fell upon the figure in front of him. A woman, a beautiful woman with a gun in her hand, aimed and pointed his way. Wait, no there was something about this woman. His slits narrowed and his eyes remained fixed on her before his mind started racing. Redfield, that was the first name that came to mind. But, no because the Redfield he remembered was Chris Redfield, a member of the Stars Alpha Team. No she wasn’t Chris but instead she was, she was his kid sister, only she wasn’t a kid anymore. She was grown up, and matured into a powerful woman, one who held a gun just like her brother when it was aimed at a target. “C-Claire?” He called out finally and took a simple step before his body nearly collapsed and he stumbled forward. Thankfully Wesker caught himself and managed to keep from falling entirely thanks to the records table to his right. “Damnit…” He struggled and once again his breathing became heavy while his body felt like jello. He pushed himself to try and stand upright, but again his right hand and arm needed to brace itself against the table to keep himself from falling. “Wh-where am I? What’s…” He suddenly glanced at her appearance and she appeared flustered on edge. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”
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Awaken a God
“Suck on this Wesker”
“Your times up you son of a bitch”
Again, and again and again this replayed in his head. It was a reoccurring nightmare he had for a while until it eventually faded into nothing but black. There wasn’t much else, just the sound of silence. He didn’t know where he was, didn’t know what was going on, but all he did know was that he couldn’t move, he was trapped. Surrounded by nothing but darkness, his eyes glanced around and saw no sign of life for miles. “HELLOOOOOO!” he shouted, hoping to receive anything, a small response back but…nothing. He was trapped in this void and the longer he stood there, the worse it became in his mind. “HELLO! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?” again he let his shout carry through the darkness of the void, hoping to find something. Another shout, and another followed only for him to slink down into a seated position. He couldn’t make out what was in front of him, to the sides, behind, it was like he was trapped in a never ending darkness. His body started to shake and rock uncontrollably, he didn’t know what the Hell was going on but his body wanted out. “RAHHHHHHHHHH!”
“His vitals are spiking again, there seems to be brain activity.” “How much?” A gentleman in a white lab coat asked stepping next to his colleague who adorned the same attire. “How much activity?” “Enough. There is life in that body but it’ll take some time to recover.” He said before he adjusted his glasses and stared into the monitor in front of him. “I can’t say for sure exactly what is occurring in his mind, but it’s enough to keep his vitals from flatlining. “So then the stasis should bring him out of that comatose state his body is in?” “Theoretically yes, but we’ll have to monitor him and see how his body responds to the treatments.” “Well he’s been in there for months, we need results and we need them soon before…
“Intruder alert, intruder alert…”
Alarms blared throughout the facility and right away those who inhabited the facility began to disperse. The facility was under attack by BSAA operatives that were being sent in to shut down the Chinese facility of Umbrella. There were precautions set in place to try and stop those who would enter and bring them to a close, but how could they prepare for the BSAA in full fleet? They scrambled, unveiling anything they could to bring about a halt to the unwelcomed guest, but the gunfire and the fleet was too much. There wasn’t much that could be done to stop what was coming and it didn’t take much time for the facility to be put on lockdown. Most of the floors and the rooms were cleared of all that served as a method to continue the project. After all it was the BSAA’s mission to bring down Umbrella and bring about a peaceful world, but even they couldn’t have known about the lab that stood hidden below. With so much above, they didn’t believe anything was left, but there was something. There was the body of a familiar figure, a naked form kept in a stasis tube with wires strapped along his body. Below the stasis tube was a document that read…
“Albert Wesker of Project Wesker”
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Midway into RE 3 remake and holy Hell does Nemesis run circles around Mr. X in terms of difficulty and surprise. This game is already top notch. Can’t wait to finish. Around and working on asks and replies. Also working on better documenting my muses and asks since some people require those be more mobile friendly. Hope you’re all having a great weekend.
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“This world has run its course, it’s time for a do-over and I will be it’s new God.”
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˜”*°•.˜”*°• Canon Divergent
Aerith Gainsborough of Final Fantasy 7
10+ years in rp/Mun of age
Promo made by @scardnbroken •°*”˜.•°*”˜
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Completed a sample for my Son Goku and Steve Harrington muse. Next, working on a sample for Albert Wesker and Cloud Strife while I tackle asks and replies. Hope you’re all having a great day. Feel free to message me for banter and ideas.
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All of these amazing asks, it’s gonna be fun answering them. 😏 I’ll have all answers done tomorrow after work. I hope you’re all having a great day and night.
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Send me ‡ for my character’s reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine.
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It’s Sinday! Send 💋 to straight up kiss my muse!
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“I may not be a man with a shield or an iron suit, but I will be this city’s protector and see to it that justice is served.”
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“You’ll come to understand Claire. This new world I’ll create, I’ll do so for us.”
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Welp, I made one for M/M. So here’s one for M/F. No other reason than wanting to make another. Please specify muse when you send any of these. I claim absolutely no ownership of any of the gifs utilized here.
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Alright that’s several replies and asks down for today and I’m going to make sure to keep on top of things and get to everyone else throughout the week. Again thank you all for being patient with me thus far. More to come soon. Have a great day everyone.
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The mission went as planned, success would only earn him more favor and a greater sense of pride with the Empress. After all, she was his Empress and he her Royal Guard. He promised her grandfather he would always look after her and see to her safety and he truly meant it. He just couldn’t predict the emotions he would inevitably have for her. Empress Palpatine, he adored her, wanted nothing more than to be around her every second if he could. He was proud knowing he could adhere to her wishes and bring to her a smile of genuine happiness. He would drown this world in shadow if he needed to, as long as she bared those pearly whites for him and his actions, he would do anything. With another trade gone as planned and another planet under their authority, he knew it would mean yet another reason he could bring her that happiness that she sought. So he returned to the ship with great haste and was greeted with…her hand on his arm.
His form came to a stop, he froze for a moment while his eyes locked with her arm, until she inevitably pulled it away and approached him. He stepped forward again pushing aside his emotions for a moment in order to greet the Empress with a nod. After all, she was his Empress and she deserved respect no matter the circumstance. But when she stood by his side, his eyes inevitably turned to Hux, the snake like General who no doubt did not know his place. A twitch of his upper lip signified his anger and for a moment he lost himself to thought, ideas of how to repay Hux for making him feel such a way, until her voice broke him from his trance. His eyes slowly circled back toward Empress Palpatine before he gave her yet another nod only this time, a smile accompanied it. How he loved hearing her voice and how she could break him out of any mood just from the sound, let alone her touch that followed when she took hold of his arm. “I’ve missed you dearly Empress. I am glad to be back.” And his words were true, but oh how his tone changed when she made mention of the ships. “Did he now?” His eyes circled back toward Hux who made no attempt to return eye contact. He knew what that glare meant and he wanted nothing to do with it. “It was a small act of kindness, one that could never repay what our Empress has given us.” Hux replied, a tone so smug and full of arrogance, one that would be ripped away from him if Kylo Ren had anything to say about it.
But again, his attention was pulled away by Rey and he was guided with her. “Yes Empress. They have agreed to give their full trust and loyalty to the First Order. Our allies continue to grow and little by little the universe is abiding to our will.” He stated with a bow of his head. “It will soon follow your every command.” Standing upright now he returned eye contact with the beautiful Empress before a scornful look snaked back toward Hux. “And Hux, were the ships his only gift to you my Empress?” Ever curious and rightfully so because if there were any boundaries overstepped, they would be met with swift consequences.
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@unstable-sons-Empress Palpatine and Kylo Ren
Standing on the bridge and looking out over the fleet, she was quite impressed with the new ships that General Hux had designed. They were streamlined, intimidating and the new canons were something she could have only dreamed of. As she stood there, hand on his arm, talking to him about when they would be launched to help with the troops against the Resistance, she heard the door behind her his.
There was no doubt who was coming towards them without even turning to see. Kylo had been gone on a mission and the moment he’d returned, she could feel it. She always knew where he was and the feelings swirling all around him. So the moment he walked through the door his feeling of pride and accomplishment seemed to shift. He walked in long quick strides towards her and the General but she could feel that something was wrong. Hux, who was smiling until he turned to see Kylo, took a step back from the Empress realizing that the knight might feel like he’d been too close to her.
Her hand dropped to her side and a slight frown came to her lips before she turned to look at Kylo, the smile returning. The feeling he had in that moment wasn’t familiar to her and she didn’t understand, figuring it must have to do with something from the mission. Stepping down the few steps to greet him, Rey placed her hand on his arm and started to lead the knight towards the large transparacrete window, pointing towards their new ships. The moment she connected with him, it was like electricity was flowing between them, the same feeling she always got when her hand made contact with him. It was like the dark side of the force ebbed and flowed between them giving her an almost intoxicated feeling that she never wanted to be without. Licking her lips, she couldn’t help but smile at him. “I’ve missed having you around.”
Her arm wrapped tighter around his and they moved towards the ships. “Kylo, look what Armitage has designed for me. Aren’t they absolutely beautiful? I was just telling him how proud I was of his remarkable talent for making ships. I think these might even rival his Starkiller base.” When she looked up to say something to the General, she could tell he was nervous and he’d back up even farther from Kylo. Now she could feel fear coming from him and none of it made any sense to her. Huffing, she pulled Kylo’s attention back to her.
“Tell me of your mission, was it sucessful?”
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Awaken a God
“Suck on this Wesker”
“Your times up you son of a bitch”
Again, and again and again this replayed in his head. It was a reoccurring nightmare he had for a while until it eventually faded into nothing but black. There wasn’t much else, just the sound of silence. He didn’t know where he was, didn’t know what was going on, but all he did know was that he couldn’t move, he was trapped. Surrounded by nothing but darkness, his eyes glanced around and saw no sign of life for miles. “HELLOOOOOO!” he shouted, hoping to receive anything, a small response back but…nothing. He was trapped in this void and the longer he stood there, the worse it became in his mind. “HELLO! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?” again he let his shout carry through the darkness of the void, hoping to find something. Another shout, and another followed only for him to slink down into a seated position. He couldn’t make out what was in front of him, to the sides, behind, it was like he was trapped in a never ending darkness. His body started to shake and rock uncontrollably, he didn’t know what the Hell was going on but his body wanted out. “RAHHHHHHHHHH!”
“His vitals are spiking again, there seems to be brain activity.” “How much?” A gentleman in a white lab coat asked stepping next to his colleague who adorned the same attire. “How much activity?” “Enough. There is life in that body but it’ll take some time to recover.” He said before he adjusted his glasses and stared into the monitor in front of him. “I can’t say for sure exactly what is occurring in his mind, but it’s enough to keep his vitals from flatlining. “So then the stasis should bring him out of that comatose state his body is in?” “Theoretically yes, but we’ll have to monitor him and see how his body responds to the treatments.” “Well he’s been in there for months, we need results and we need them soon before…
“Intruder alert, intruder alert...”
Alarms blared throughout the facility and right away those who inhabited the facility began to disperse. The facility was under attack by BSAA operatives that were being sent in to shut down the Chinese facility of Umbrella. There were precautions set in place to try and stop those who would enter and bring them to a close, but how could they prepare for the BSAA in full fleet? They scrambled, unveiling anything they could to bring about a halt to the unwelcomed guest, but the gunfire and the fleet was too much. There wasn’t much that could be done to stop what was coming and it didn’t take much time for the facility to be put on lockdown. Most of the floors and the rooms were cleared of all that served as a method to continue the project. After all it was the BSAA’s mission to bring down Umbrella and bring about a peaceful world, but even they couldn’t have known about the lab that stood hidden below. With so much above, they didn’t believe anything was left, but there was something. There was the body of a familiar figure, a naked form kept in a stasis tube with wires strapped along his body. Below the stasis tube was a document that read…
“Albert Wesker of Project Wesker”
@sand-mouse
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11C ~for Matt from Natasha
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She’d been gone all day, she’d been gone and he was stressed, far more than he knew he should have been. Yet another case kept him detained for hours and he knew she too would be busy with Shield. Their time together grew less and less and it simply wasn’t fair. Not Matt Murdock was never one for whining nor would he be, but that did not mean his longing and desire for Natasha didn’t grow. So when he came home late again, he was pleasantly surprised to hear the shower going.
The two had a very interesting relationship, knowing that a title for the two probably wasn’t the best to discuss at the moment, this didn’t mean they didn’t enjoy going with the moment. Whether that was protecting the streets of New York together, watching a movie with one another after an exhausting day, or fucking like rabbits when given…almost any opportunity, it was clear these two were practically inseparable. And to keep with that notion, Matt wasted no time stripping off his clothes and stepping into the shower with Natasha. “Guessing I made it just in time?” He asked with a gruff tone before he wrapped both arms around the red headed womans waist and pulled her closer toward him. Blind as he may be, that did not mean his other senses didn’t go absolutely mad with desire when he was around her. The scent of her lingering perfume, the feel of her soft but toned body in his hands, the taste of her neck as he kissed and bit at her flesh, and perhaps the sexiest of all was the sound of her calling to him when he pleasured her. That was why his hands reached around and cupped her breasts before teasing at her nipples, just so he could hear that familiar and wanted groan from her. “I missed you, but let me show you how much…”
His voice trailed before his teeth took a nibble against her earlobe. A gentle hum soon escaping him before his strong arms pulled her back against him and his hands found their way toward the nexus between her thighs. If he met no resistance he’d allow his fingers a chance to trail gently along her clit, using the water as a bit of lubrication to help entice the sensitive bud while his left hand lift back up and cupped her chin. Turning her attention toward him, he desired her lips, wanted a kiss from the beautiful Russian. Seeking a kiss, he hoped his lips would press with hers before his tongue slipped from his mouth and into hers for another dance, one more intimate with passion. But even that would only last a few moments until his hands continued to tease at her pussy. If she gave him that moan he so desired no doubt a smile would curve his lips before his hand picked up the pace rubbing at her slit and gathering her own love juices as lube to tease at her clit again. “That’s it babe, show me how much you missed me.” The lust began to take over and affected his own mind but the beautiful song the widow sang for him, could one blame him?
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