SEND ME + A SHIP AND ILL TELL YOU

SEND ME ♡ + A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU…

feel free to elaborate as much as possible !

Who is the most affectionate?

Who initiates the handholding?

Who worries more for the other?

Who is more likely to ask for help?

Who is the one always losing the keys?

Who leaves little love notes for the other?

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there?

Who is more likely to propose to the other?

Who introduced the other to their family first?

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair?

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated?

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other?

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other?

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things?

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch?

Verses:

( verses with the 🩸⚔💀 emojis after mean they take place in the same universe as her 3 relatives' corresponding one: @phoenixduelist , @infernal-general & @deathshadowed )

Resident Evil verse (also can fit in The Walking Dead & probably Last of Us) 🩸⚔💀

Human verse

College verse

Return to the Stars

Agent verse & Assassin verse 🩸⚔💀

Retrofuturistic verse

Goddess verse

Venom verse

Royalty verse

Mermaid verse with a twist

Mad max / Apocalypse AU

Horror - eldritch entity undecided fandom(s) for now

A few things to clarify: I haven’t played any of the games - so this is mainly movie based-, my knowledge of them is quite vague but I’m always open to learn more about it! Some things might not make sense biology vise (I tried though :,) ) but hey this is a zombie apocalypse AU-

Before all Hell broke loose:

From a gymnast to a champion in illegal fights, Cindy’s life always revolved around physical fitness, martial arts and adrenaline fueled duels. Traditional, legal contests didn’t provide enough, -she decided after winning a krav maga and taekwondo championship- she would’ve been restricted to using only one style, couldn’t have blazed to her full potential. Instead, she entered illegally organized fights, her acrobatics combined with speed and strength turned out to be a devastatingly amazing combination. She was quick, agile yet brutal; she lived for the overwhelming feeling of adrenaline bursting through her veins accompanied by the audience’s deafening roar as she pulled off impossible kicks, not giving a flying fuck about laws of physics or gravity. Her wild talent and bloodthirst had gone quite famous in the wrong circles, many would’ve killed for a mercenary or an assassin like her but she only wanted to enjoy her throne as the best fighter.

It came like a lightning strike: a bullet tearing through her spinal chord at the lumbar region, between the L2 and L3 vertebra, remaining lodged deep inside her body. It was the first time when Cindy truly felt pure terror, her legs didn’t respond no matter how her iron will struggled. In a split second she lost everything what defined her, her passion, her lifestyle and nearly her sanity. She kept visiting doctors, professors but she received the same answer every time: even if they can take the bullet out without causing further damage and by some miracle she would be capable of walking, she would never be able to execute those kicks again.

The maddening cycle was broken when she was visited by the Umbrella, they offered a new type of treatment that will heal her damaged tissue and restore her to her full glory; of course Cindy accepted it.

Calm before the storm:

She was skeptical, afraid to hope and fail yet again; not long after she was admitted to one of the Umbrella facility, her operation was scheduled quite quickly. The speed of the process stirred some suspicion in her, but nothing mattered as long as she will be whole again or dies on the operating table.

The serum, the T-virus did as it was promised, it reformed the damaged tissue with a catch: their structure was changed into similar material to steel. When awoken from the surgery Cindy didn’t understand the excess amount of safety measures, the restraints; it was explained with preventing symptoms similar to epilepsy which might occur.

Cindy rarely cries especially in front of people. But when she could move, her walls crumbled. Her primary caretaker was a woman named Monica, she helped her experimenting with physiotherapy, diet, workouts. She was supportive and kind, though sometimes her eyes were overshadowed by strange kind of pain.

Project Reaper.

Set during 1-2-3 parts of the films

News of the outside world haven’t reached the facility, an another small detail which awakened her senses yet she hushed the feeling, after all it was the Umbrella whom healed her.

After Alice had gone rouge, the Umbrella realized they need someone, something similar to her for protection in case of a possible attack. When Cindy was first addressed as Project Reaper by the doctor operating her, to her utmost confusion; after the explanation of what is inside her, that part of her back never felt more alien. She had became a prisoner, other doctors referred to her as Project Undefeated, but the acknowledgement of her achievements haven’t eased her the slightest. Tests of why the T virus haven’t transformed her began, along with the attempts of ripping away her free will. Cindy was allowed to train however she wished, after all, her knowledge of combat was the reason that she was there, Monica remained her caretaker, though the relationship tainted by the betrayal.

One day a blonde man was waiting for her, he possessed speed, accuracy and extraordinary prediction of movements Cindy had never seen or been up against, yet she still lasted surprisingly long. The fight ended with him shattering most of the bones in her right arm and her passing out from the agony.

When she woke up, her whole arm was covered by the metallic tissue, instead fingers she had razor sharp claws and sudden, almost overwhelming crave for meat.

After they realized how to bring the T virus to the surface, Cindy knew they were very close to erasing the remaining parts of her.

The Reckoning:

One day Monica burst into her cell, confirming her suspicion that the marksman ruining her spine worked for the Umbrella. But now they planned to paralyze her from the neck below so the virus will almost completely engulf her during the healing process and she will be easier to control, to use against Alice or other serious threats. This was the day when Cindy used all of her collected knowledge of the layout and with the help of Monica she escaped but not without massacring as many as she could. Claws morphed into blades, spiked tendrils shot from her shoulders, but she was far from her full potential.

The state of the world was just as how Cindy imagined, she had seen both zombies and B.O.W.s at the facility; her objective was to survive and control the monster pounding at the doors of her sanity. She is driven by rage, vengeance at the suffering brought on her and the world, determined to not stop until she severed all of the heads whom are responsible for this.

After learning how, she can call upon the virus engulfing her as an armor and weaponry: spikes, sharp tendrils. It will retreat back inside her body, but her right arm will always be remain covered by it. If she’s injured in any way, the virus will regenerate the damaged tissue and like on her arm, it won’t retreat.

Additional info

Morally? Questionable at best.

Cindy in most AUs despite her violent ways, has a heroic undertone, she murders the criminals to protect the innocent from pain or death (castrating then murdering pedophiles; brutal but effective 🤷🏼‍♀). So I wanted to play with the idea of her being morally grey and selfish: deep down she feels, she knows this company is up to no good: yet she still willingly consents to the operation because only gaining her legs matter. She wouldn’t even cared if she died on the operating table, she can’t and don’t want to live like this. In the revenge phrase, she doesn’t do it mainly for the world but for what they had done to her: she would help if she sees someone almost getting eaten by zombies but if she has to choose between saving that person/people or murdering a person/people of the Umbrella; she would and will go for the kill.

Before encountering the Umbrella, in the fights she only wounded severely and disabled probably for a lifetime her opponents when it was truly necessary and she couldn’t have won or it would be her suffering the injury. But now, she aims to cause the most pain possible before finishing Umbrella soldiers. She brings suffering with twisted joy, both because of the effect of the T virus on her already violent personality and the years spent as a prisoner, as an experiment.

Caged predator

After realizing what the Umbrella is, what they had done to her, the first thought is to run. But they already expecting that move aren’t they? Not many would describe Cindy as a strategist, yet indeed she is: she controls her rage brewing stronger with each day. She senses how important she is as a weapon to them so she relies on the knowledge to gain a few favors like opportunity to train as she wants, after all she’s here because of her combat abilities. She is observing the facility, trying to learn the layout and security system for the day when she will break out.

Cindy seemingly willingly fights against other B.O.W.s when tasked to, she knows they want to measure if she’s worth it, if she’s truly the Project Undefeated; so she puts up hell of a show each time. She uses these opportunities to get rid of the insane built up fury as well as staying in shape and learning about the creatures that these fuckers created. When she is on the receiving edge of pain, she chomps down on her tongue, usually at the point of drinking her own blood to prevent snarling her true motives: she will murder them all.

Seemingly, she complies, do as tasked to lure them into a false sense of control while her eyes offer a glimpse of the raging volcano waiting for the perfect moment to erupt.

Would rather die than be near a needle again

After Cindy is free, there’s not much what would make her halt. Except needles, even the sight of a hospital (or what remained of it). She would never admit but she is utterly terrified by needles and the thought of an injection. Same internal reaction to surgeon tools. The saying ‘oh my god you need to go to a hospital/see a doctor’ automatically triggers her fight or flight response.

The Reaper

Cindy is well aware that she is part monster and she is more okay with the fact than she should be. It was the T virus what had given her back her legs, the freedom of movement. She frequently craves blood or meat which had gotten worse after the ruination of her right arm but she never gives in to the lowly humming instinct, she keeps it locked, under control. Cindy would reject the antivirus if offered, either she would die and that’s the better outcome or back at the starting point: paralysis plus completely useless right arm. She sort of accepted that she will never be fully human and after escaping and discovering more of her abilities she even began to like it. After all, having blades as fingers come pretty handy against any creature: never runs out of ammo, can’t be lost, swift and silent. The Umbrella has created an extraordinary weapon, only that anyone with having their logo on them is like walking with a giant target cross.

Cindy takes great pride in that her combat skills didn’t need an upgrade or enchantment. It was their defense, leaving her physical abilities untouched, they wanted a great weapon but not too great.

The spikes on her right arm vary, she can lengthen them at will as well as her claws. Her 'fingers’ also can be united into a single long blade. When not alarmed it won’t retreat, the average size of them is around 10-13 cm on her fingers, slightly longer on the rest of the arm.

A blade can emerge from any place of her body, surprisingly painless, she has discovered this trick when she accidentally stabbed an Umbrella doctor.

Cindy can control the virus into engulfing her whole body, acting both as defense against bullets, bites and a living weapon. This is where the spiked tendrils come into the arsenal along with separating spikes, blades from the armor and using them as throwing knives. After forcing the virus to retreat inside her body, her hunger increases each time and Cindy only uses the full transformation as last resort to avoid the urgent, pulsing craving.

The most dangerous injury for her is any sort of serious head trauma, as the virus repairs and replaces the damaged tissue. If it reaches her brain, there's no way back.

“Why?”

“You think you don't deserve it?” the lack of emotion in her voice made up by the dress itself radiating more light; further uncovering the suspicions about the decorations

@phoenixborn​ said:  (You thought you can escape her on Halloween?) Don’t mind her, she’s just staring at Gabriel as the embodiment of the Universe itself, once again brilliant blazing wings carried her to Heaven and above

“GAH!” The Archangel screeched upon seeing Cindy. Not because her costume was scary but she was just no expecting to see her standing right there staring at her. “Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

Aka I lived bitch

Brief intro & career outlook

In this AU Cindy was born in 1994 instead of 1966, but above that, nothing much changed in her family life. Her father is still an abusive dickhead, while she wants to pursue her singer carrier he forces her to be a soldier, a weapon only that this timeline it backfires horribly. In 2009 in his drunken rage he attacked her mother yet again but Cindy didn’t run away. After a long and bloody struggle she managed to murder her father, but not without him almost taking her eye out with a knife. The case was swept under the rug: she was only 15, it was self defense and of course no one should hear how a high ranked military officer got butchered by a teen girl.

After Cindy was free from her father’s suffocating hold, her mom was safe, she began to chase her dream, her band assembled fairly quickly, they became close friends, acknowledging, accepting each other’s mistakes as well as strengths. Four incredible talents worked together, they fought wildly in a world leaning towards pop and techno music, they all were deeply affected by the 80s and they did everything to give the golden era of rock n roll a worthy comeback. Their fanbase grew slowly but steadily because they wore their hearts on their sleeves, they were raw, wild, unapologetically blazing bright with extraordinary vocals, incredible stage presence and love for the audience. In 2013 they won a Grammy for Love Bites* and since then, their career skyrocketed. Her acapella filled stadiums, she was finally living the dream she wanted and the way she wanted. Despite the success, they hadn’t slow down a bit, tour to tour and each show is a masterpiece of its own. Cindy refuses to use any kind of autotune, playback or other modifications, she wants to stay real and she definitely doesn’t need them anyways. In 2019 Inferno was declared the Rock Artist of the Decade* and included in the Hall of Fame. No matter the accomplishments, slowing their pace is not in their intentions at all.

Personality

Witnessing and experiencing abuse definitely left a mark on her, while she doesn’t regret it the slighted that she killed her monster of a father, the memories like scrambling to get the kitchen knife before him, withstanding brutal blows still haunt her. Cindy is truly alive on the stage, a glimpse of her true personality: a wild, outgoing rocker chick who definitely knows how to have fun. While she is happy and secure, a protective aura of danger still accompanies, lingers around her, she’s not afraid to voice her opinion and in her early years she has gotten into plenty of bar fights. Unresolved traumas aside, she is considered a good person, a great friend, versatile to work with.

Voice

Classified as Dramatic mezzo-soprano and she fully lives up to it. Insane range of more than 4 octaves with C2-E6 so far, with the aim to belt into whistle register. Her voice has an unique, sharp yet rugged sounding with clear high notes and rough deep howls like she’s a demon rising from Hell. Even the roughest riffs coming deep from her throat feels natural, she can effortlessly play with her voice, twist it, break her limits; her special fun is mimicking the electric guitar sounds. She’s a control freak, fully in charge of her voice, breathing and technique. She is a Scream Queen, belting out high notes are a hobby, she is capable of holding them out over 15+ seconds.

more here

*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :           𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.  

a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  silly  dialogue  prompts ,   perfect  for  the  spooky  season.   or  maybe  all  year  round.   i  won’t  judge  you.   feel  free  to  make  adjustments  /  add  specifics  /  reverse  wherever  you  see  fit.

actions.

[ HAUNTED  HOUSE ]:   sender  and  receiver  sneak  off  while  going  through  a  fake  haunted  house  to  have  sex.

[ ABANDONED ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  supposedly  real  haunted  house.

[ CEMETERY ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  cemetery.

[ HAYRIDE ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  on  a  hayride.

[ COSTUME  PARTY ]:   sender  and  receiver  sneak  off  to  have  sex  at  a  costume  party.

[ ROLEPLAY ]:   sender  and  receiver  roleplay  in  their  costumes.

[ COSTUME ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  their  costumes.

[ DRIVE  IN ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  the  car  at  the  drive  in  while  a  scary  movie  plays.

[ SCARY  MOVIE ]:   sender  and  receiver  forgo  their  scary  movie  night  to  have  sex  while  it  plays  in  the  background.

[ MESSY ]:   things  get  steamy  while  one  or  both  muses  are  wearing  face  paint  or  makeup.

[ BLOODY ]:   things  get  steamy  while  one  or  both  muses  are  covered  in  (real or fake?)  blood.

[ COSTUME  SHOPPING ]:   receiver  helps  sender  pick  out  a  sexy  costume.

[ DRESS ]:   receiver  is  supposed  to  help  sender  into  their  costume  but  they  end  up  taking  it  off  instead.

[ CANDY ]:   sender  is  wearing  candy  pasties  and  the  receiver  eats  them  off.

dialogue.

“ your  costume  looks  complicated.  need  help  taking  it  off ? “

“ i’ve  got  some  candy  for  you … “

“ i’ve  got  a  treat  for  you … “

“ i  was  expecting  a  trick.  but  you’re  a  real  treat. “

“ if  i  were  a  zombie,  i’d  eat  you  first. “

“ wanna  take  a  ride  on  my  broomstick ? “

“ i’m  not  a  ghost,  but  you  can  still  get  under  my  sheets. “

“ you  look  so  sexy  dressed  up  like  (costume). “

“ wanna  check  my  pants  for  a  treat ? “

“ forget  your  broom.  ride  me  instead. “

“ i’m  tired  of  this  broom.  got  anything  else  i  can  ride ? “

“ i  bet  i  can  make  you  scream  tonight. “

“ is  that  candy  in  your  pocket  or  are  you  just  happy  to  see  me ? “

“ my / your  costume  would  look  better  on  my / your  bedroom  floor. “

“ i’m  not  a  vampire,  but  i  know  how  to  suck. “

“ wanna  find  out  how  many  licks  it  takes  to  get  to  the  center  of  my  tootsie  pop ? “

“ i  like  to  give  head  like  a  zombie.  i’ll  eat  you  out  ‘til  your  insides  are  on  me. “

“ i’ll  be  your  victim. “

“ i  can  make  your  heart  beat  faster  than  a  haunted  house. “