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“Want to get some ice cream?”

"Sure! I'm on break now anyway. Wanna head to the stand on the Boardwalk?"

#ic. #Misc. verse. #Answers. #aonukumura

[mystalwartheart]

Fluffy sentence starters

“I care for you more than anything else.”

“I started a fire in the fireplace just for us.”

“Stop it! I’m ticklish!”

“You are so cuddly.”

“Yes, I am holding your hand.”

“There’s no better feeling than being in your arms.”

“You are under arrest for being too cute. But your hands where I can hold them.”

“Could we lie down and cuddle for a bit?”

“Want to make a blanket fort?“

“You are very warm.”

“I have an important question for you. Are you ticklish?”

“We need more blankets!”

“I could just fall asleep on you like this.”

“Want to get some ice cream?”

#OOC. #Memes.

[mystalwartheart]

What are your favorite things about Ashley?

"Ashley is velvet covering steel. She's an absolute sweetheart but she can't be broken, no matter what she's been put through. She's always there for you, and you always know how she's feeling because she's not afraid to tell you." "I love how peppy and outgoing she gets when she's happy: She's like a ray of sunshine, and being around her makes you happy too. She's got this weird and super endearing sense of humor that always makes me laugh! Ash navigates high society like an expert, has an absolutely killer sense of style and is a deceptively sharp diplomat and negotiator: She's gotten us out of a few tense situations both on and off the battlefield."

#ic. #Answers. #About. #With Ashley.

[mystalwartheart]

@agent-ashley-graham

👌🗯

"You're so much stronger than you think, and so much more loved than you realize. You have nothing to prove to anybody, and living the life you chose for yourself is the most powerful statement you could ever make."

#ic. #Answers. #Agent Grahamverse. #agent-ashley-graham

[mystalwartheart]

👌🗯

"Cherish your life and the people in it, including yourself. They're all too precious to take for granted."

#ic. #Answers. #About. #oddlies

[mystalwartheart]

reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

#OOC. #Memes. #Kinda. #Encouraged #actually!

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Let’s try something new … Send me a 👌🗯 for a piece of advice from my muse. If you want you, you can send it on anonymous or even specify a topic you want some advice on.

#OOC. #Memes.

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Jill is shattered. She turns to regard Ashley, armed to the teeth with a quaver in her voice. In Jill's eyes, she almost looks like a child scared so badly by rumors of a burglar in the neighborhood they've armed themselves with a colander helmet and a stick, and are sitting awake in their bed 'standing guard'. It was noble and honorable for Ashley to volunteer for S.T.A.R.S. and Jill's been her biggest cheerleader throughout her entire training process, but a part of her still wishes she could have continued to live a safe civilian life free of nightmares. But Jill knows better. No-one who survives an ordeal like the one Ashley did is coming out of it unchanged.

She should know. She is so proud, and grateful, Ashley's force of will brought her here. Ashley is capable. Jill knows this better than anyone. She is so capable, and so resilient: She always was even before her training, and she still is now. It breaks Jill's heart to hear what Ashley thought of the person she'd been before: The very person who survived Spain with Jill, and whose support and will to live gave her the extra strength she needed to push on through the most brutal operation she'd ever been on. The very person who...

Jill regards Ashley with soft, tender eyes.

"You weren't ever helpless, Ash," Jill tells her softly, putting a gentle and comforting hand on her shoulder. "You're one of the strongest people I've ever met. You saved me in Valedelobos too, just in a different way. I'm so happy you're on this mission with me: There's no-one I'd want as my partner more. We'll take care of each other here, just like we did back then."

Jill often wonders if Ashley has ever really processed how important she truly is to her. They haven't had much time to talk alone after the incident in Spain, though Jill's often wished they had and tried to make arrangements where possible. She fears Ashley may be so used to political life and not being taken seriously by her former squadmates that she might not realize when someone's feelings are genuine and sincere, or at least have terrible anxiety about it all. But hers are.

Jill takes note of the emotion building up inside her and spilling out through her voice. She knows she's going to need Ashley's support here just as much as she needed it in Valedelobos, if not more so: This case might just hit even closer to home. But that won't stop her from giving her partner every bit of that support back. The Village and central Castle Dimitrescu remind Jill of Berlin or London after the bombing campaigns of the Second World War: Total devastation, with the burnt and charred wreckage blown apart and twisted into unnatural shapes. It's as if the skeletal husks of what used to be family homes have risen from their graves, frozen in agony at the moment of their destruction. In hindsight, Jill supposes, it's a fitting location for a hive of mutations: Only the dead roam these walls now.

Jill can scarcely believe the scene of bleak carnage before her is due to her former comrade Chris. She doesn't blame him - she's read the report and knows Hound Wolf Squadron were left with very little other choice - but she's always operated more under the radar and the sheer scope and scale of the destruction is sobering. It's as if her own past is staring at her in the form of some tragic and monstrous casualty of war, almost taunting her.

She heard Chris also bonded with a charge on his case, adopting baby Rose. The thought of Chris as a new father, the same young ex-airman she met in Raccoon City and who turned into her hardened and closed-off ex-teammate, makes Jill's head spin.

Chris was even a year or so younger than Jill...

Jill begins to feel herself getting overwhelmed and gives Ashley's shoulder a little squeeze, a small gesture to calm and soothe them both.

No matter what happens, they're here together. They'll at least have that much.

At her partner's question, Jill can only answer grimly

"I don't suppose it really matters."

The ghost of the past (Closed)

Grimly, Jill looks out over the ruins of the ancient mountain village, the late winter cold chilling her even through her environmental gear.

Or maybe that's just the dark thoughts and feelings on her mind.

Once more, she and Ashley are alone in an isolated remote ghost town high in the mountains of Europe haunted by prehistoric horrors and feudal greed. It feels to Jill like they're being made to face all the demons of Valedelobos all over again, with a vengeance.

It's different this time. Things have changed, and it's getting to Jill.

There's been shakeups at S.T.A.R.S. International, and now Jill's squadron is just one Bioterrorism Task Force among several. She'd feel happier about the expansion and added manpower if she and Ashley weren't being sent in to clean up the disaster area left behind in the wake of the operation carried out by Chris and his Hound Wolf Squadron.

'Damn it, I knew he shouldn't have been left on his own..' Jill mentally curses to herself.

How many years has it been since Raccoon City now? Jill isn't even sure she wants to think about it. For the first time in her life she fears her age is catching up with her.

She shoots a glance over to her new partner. Her notably younger, less tired partner on her inaugural field mission. As overjoyed as she is Ashley is by her side on the field again, she can't help but feel a pang of guilt that this is her introduction to international work: Once more unwittingly having to face the demons of Jill's past.

At least, this time, these are demons Ashley knows too.

"Kinda takes you back, doesn't it…?" Jill asks Ashley in a quiet, faraway voice. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Even though her father was the president, Ashely herself was still by all sense of the word a citizen, even a child by most people. She was around 14 when racoon city was wiped off the map with a nuke, but the government of the time made sure it didn't make news or at least the real reason. Even if it did it didn't effect Ashely so she didn't care. While it would be hard to get her to admit it now she needed something to have happened to her directly before she would care. Which did happen, now standing in a very similar situation, though it was very different for Ashely this time. This time she was there to help people not the one that needed to be rescued. While she had learned a lot about the past events while in training being here seeing the aftermath of one such event that she herself had been through was a very stark reminder of why she wanted to join with Jill. The fear of what she felt during those 24hours rushing back to her in an instant after stepping into the view of the castle. Seeing the village not that far from it, it was eerily similar to her own time bein the target of a cult.

She had been frozen for a solid second before Jill's question brought her back to reality, Hand resting on her pistole in it's holster to her side. Knife on her shoulder ready for use. Slinged sniper rifle on her back. This was different. "Yea." she said with an audible shake in her voice though it would grunted out before she continued. "But this time I'm not helpless." Gripping her pistol as to cement herself in that sentiment she looked to Jill. "Shall we start in the village or the castle?"

#ic. #Agent Grahamverse. #agent-ashley-graham

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"Not at the moment, no," Jill says with a small smile and a hint of humor in her voice, despite maintaining her professional candor. "I heard a group of survivors were trying to make it out through the sewer system, but that the B.O.W.s had gotten in too. Glad to hear it's secured! Hopefully those people are safe and got out into the clear." Jill follows the man back down the manhole in one leap, clambering back up the ladder just long enough to help close it shut tight above their heads. Once safely on the walkway, Jill relaxes her muscles and lets out a sigh of relief. She turns to face him.

"Thanks again for your help up there! I'm Jill Valentine, with the Special Tactics and Rescue Service Bioterrorism Task Force."

She was friendly. Good! "Well, in my-a professional opinion, it could-a use some-a work down here. But I'm-a sure that's-a not a priority for this-a place." He wasn't making light of things but he didn't know exactly what was up either to even downplay it. "I only saw a few of-a those monsters down-a here. A good-a bonk was enough to take-a them out! These things are-a tough though."

"Maybe we should-a talk down here, it's-a safer." He motioned for the sewer. When a sewer is a preferable place to catch up you know things are pretty bad...

#ic. #Mushroomy Mansion. #red-man-of-mustache

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@schwarzwaldcr cont'd from here.

Regina's honed eyes pierce the darkness, scanning the shadows and unlit corners using a combination of her tritium torch and her dark-adjusted eyes. She visually tracks the faintest glimmer of motion nearby and hears the almost inaudible sound of light footsteps darting in betwixt her and her team.

The moment she feels a soft hand upon hers, she gently places her other on top of it and turns to face her guest, staring her right in her wild eyes.

Regina speaks her first words softly and soothingly, her voice barely above a whisper: "It's alright," she tells her, almost as if she were a mother hushing her crying baby. Or perhaps a kindhearted soul calming a wild animal in distress. "I know. The Sixth Rule. This isn't a flashlight; it's a shielded ring filled with tritium, a hydrogen isotope that gives off its own light through the natural process of radioactive decay. There's no electrical power involved." To further prove her point she gently moves the other woman's thumb and forefinger over the 'switch', showing her through touch how it's in reality just the ring's hinged front cover. "Not all of us can see in the dark quite as well as you," she adds with a quiet and subdued sense of play, hoping to keep the woman calm. "Please forgive the nature of our entry," Regina continues. "We had to be on our guard against anything attempting to harm or ensnare us. We've done our research, and our intel tells us all we need to know about just how dangerous this place is for people like us. We don't mean you, the Castle or the Zone any harm: We're actually here to help you, if you'll allow it," she offers a small, yet sincere smile.

"Are you our local guide?" she asks. "You can call me Regina, and these people here with me are my comrades. My team and I were sent here by our superiors to conduct a clandestine investigation into an underground network of traffickers smuggling human remains out of Schwarzwald. A man calling himself 'The Bear' instructed us to come here and wait for 'The Wolf'. I'm guessing that's you?" Regina asks warmly.

#ic. #Schwarzwald. #schwarzwaldcr

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Jill couldn't disagree. Politicians are more often than not full of it, and they weren't her first choice of company. She was a bit more comfortable with them in those locked-doors meetings where all the pretense and show was cast aside.

This was decidedly not that, however.

She doesn't envy Ashley having to in the thick of it with them, but hey, diplomacy and foreign policy were passions of hers, and this was a great opportunity for her. She keeps one eye on Ash just in case she's needed, while turning back to face Ellie. "Hey, think of it this way!" Jill begins playfully, eyes twinkling with mischief. "With the amount of hot air in here from all those guys, the room should heat up pretty quickly!"

It's a dreary Washington, D.C. winter day. The world outside the windows of the office is bleak, grey and cold. Jill's not too thrilled to be here instead of back home where it's probably a lot warmer and brighter right now, but she's accompanied Ashley to a diplomatic summit as moral support. While Ash does her thing, Jill's passing the time making conversation with colleagues in the area.

"Life getting to you, huh?", she asks Ellie sympathetically. "I can totally get that. Anything you want to talk about?"

#ic. #Misc. verse. #ncmad

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One thing I really like that's come about through writing my verse is the parallels drawing themselves between Jill and Billy. Billy is criminally underexplored in canon, having only appeared in one game and a bit, but he's always been one of my favourite Resident Evil characters. He shares a few similarities with both Chris and Kevin, being a devoted officer with a bit of a laid-back sense of humour, but he's always struck me as more stable and confident than the former, while lacking the toxic lechery and juvenile foul temper of the latter. He's a lot of fun to think about, and he's a great man for Becca: Billy's extremely loving, devoted and protective, but completely respects and embraces Rebecca's skill, agency and her way of doing things. In earlier drafts I paralleled him with Chris and had them as close friends: They both share that trait of wanting to do well by their women and take good care of them: Billy to Rebecca and Chris to Jill. He's also a huge shipper: He loves playing matchmaker XD

As the story evolved though, and Chris with it, I started thinking more and more about how fun it would be if Jill and Billy had that relationship, especially if/when Jill gets with Ashley. I ended up liking that a lot more: Aside from the general funness that comes with flipping a gender role, I see Jill and Billy having a kind of warm brother/sister relationship, and I think they'd have a really amicable, easygoing and playful rapport. Also, Jill, Billy and Rebecca all share an affinity for the piano! Billy is actually more proficient than his girlfriend, as we see in Resident Evil Zero. I like to imagine they all practice together, and sometimes put on piano recitals for their friends and family.

#OOC. #Headcanons. #Ali writes. #Ali on writing. #Becca. #Billy.

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#OOC. #Self. #New Age of Heroes. #MvC2!Jill is the cutest little unstoppable fighting machine ever <3 #“I wanna take you for a ride...”

[mystalwartheart]

"I know: You mean well. I think you're a good kid. I think she is too. She's just been through a lot, is in a lot of pain from it, and not handling it great. I don't want to see either of you get even more hurt."

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🌀 "Eheh... getting others involved would actually be the last thing I want."

"So I'll keep that in mind and try to make smarter decisions! And considering how she can turn into a literal dragon, you're not exactly wrong about that. I keep forgetting how scary she is." 🐈‍⬛

#ic. #Misc. verse. #aonukumura

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"Hurt people hurt people. I've seen it happen way too many times."

"I just hope this time it ends happier than all of those."

#ic. #Misc. verse. #Dashboard commentary.

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Jill fires off a few shots at the oncoming horde while she falls back into a tactical retreat. Just then, she sees a small, affable-looking man emerging from an opening manhole. A survivor! "Thanks!" she calls out to the man in a friendly, grateful voice, accepting the gift. "You bailed me out. Great to meet another survivor: We could use all the help we can get. How's the sewer system holding up? I've been getting a bunch of conflicting reports about the status down there."

@mystalwartheart liked the Starter Call!

"Care for a mushroom in-a these trying times??" How'd he even end up in this city? Who knows, that's the fun. He's not new to monsters roaming about but whatever they had roaming about here was especially grotesque. The fact he saw another person among all this mess made him feel better... maybe they needed a pick-me-up? He'd surely want one if he were in the middle of this mess...

#ic. #Answers. #Mushroomy Mansion. #red-man-of-mustache #This is-a gonna be fun

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Like you can Love again

you need to be loved in a way that shows you love is sacred, it is divine. you need to be loved so purely, so lightly, so you can learn to love. you need to be loved in the way oceans rise, but also fall. you need to be loved in the way wind rushes through leaves. you need to be loved gently, and patiently, and understanding. you need to be loved in a way that even if you cannot love, you will still be loved.

#uquiz #OOC. #About. #Awww <3 #I'm doing a lot of romance post lately #It's not intentional #it just keeps coming up!