#support: serra

[adalrikr]

Okay, Serra. Okay. It's The Day. Erk's birthday. Their first holiday of any sort together as a couple. It's no big deal! It's just -- this sets the precedence for like, everything, and all eyes are on her, and if she messes this up--

So, you know, you can't blame her for being a little shaky as she makes her way to give Erk his gifts. Luckily, she's always been good at hiding her real self well. When she spots him, she shifts -- beaming, excitable energy, bounding over to him and throwing her arms around him. "Erk!! Today's the day!! Hehe... happy birthday!!"

He has three packages to unwrap. Two slightly medium sized ones, and one smaller one. She's too excited to let him even breathe. "Open them, open them! The bigger ones first!"

What's in the bigger ones is something wooden. One side flat, the other side carved with an intricate, beautiful design, interweaving something as malleable as the movement of magic and as natural as the bloom of flowers. It's beautiful woodwork, really. "They're bookends!" she says, quickly, because she didn't know what they were before the merchant told her. (Erk, however, probably does.) He'll find one for the mirroring side in the other same sized package. "I went to that town that cropped up near Garreg Mach... that underground town? They make all sorts of things out of wood! Lots of cool stuff! I don't know if you'll believe it, but I actually met Ninian there!"

Now there's only the smallest thing left. Huh... seems she's strangely quiet about encouraging him to open this one, now...

If he does open it, he'll find... a necklace. Fire opal. Sapphire. Heliodor. Arranged in a triangle. The shape and colors of--.... the anima symbol. Serra's smiling very smally, and only stealing small glances at his face.

"It's... it's the anima symbol." Yeah, duh. "I got this, um... a while ago, actually. Back in Elibe. For-- for you." Does that timeline not add up? Well...

"Anyway! Happy birthday, Erk! It's your day! What do you want to do today?"

Erk didn't... hate his birthday, persay. Nor did he particularly find enjoyment in it. He was, overall, fairly ambivalent towards the idea of it. Though he didn't see much point in someone like being celebrated for simply being born. It was unearned, he felt. What did he work so hard for if he only earned a celebration every year like clockwork?

Pointless, absolutely pointless.

Still, he can't deny that he is at least a little happy to have Serra think about him on this totally normal day that wasn't an occasion at all. He once would have been terribly annoyed that she would even think of bothering him for no reason at all, but... things changed. Things always changed it seemed.

"Bookends," He says dryly, staring at them with a quiet wonder. Well, he can't say they wouldn't be helpful. He had far too many tomes now, many brought with him for study, and those that he had borrowed from a certain monk for further research. It would certainly be... less of a disaster if he had a way to cleanly line them up besides just haphazardly throwing them around the floor with no clear organization, "They're... certainly crafted nicely. By someone who clearly loves what they do. It's a pragmatic gift, thank you Serra."

Of course, there is more; because what else did he expect from Serra of all people? Never to be outdone by anyone but herself.

Oh. Oh. That was... back in Elibe...? She'd brought this all the way from back in Elibe and held onto it for... who knew how long...? Erk can't stop the way he feels his cheeks begin to flame, words escaping him for a moment as he clears his throat.

"Yes, I know what it is Serra," It wasn't like she had to explain to him. Anima magic was his specialty after all, "How... how long have you had this...?"

He doubts she'll answer, so he simply shakes his head with a sigh, "Nevermind that. I have work I must do, but if you can... be quiet... you may keep me company until I'm done. And then... maybe we can get dinner... or something..."

Erk tugs her towards him, pressing an awkward, gentle, kiss to her forehead in lieu of thanks. Sigh... what this girl did to him, even he didn't know.

[adalrikr]

"Serra... calm down," Erk mutters through gritted teeth, glad that he had forgotten this particular trait of Serra until now. If he hadn't forgotten, he doubts he would be able to set aside most of annoyance so easily. Saint Elimine, what a difficult girl she was.

"I've only been here for but a moment, I just returned," He can only process so many questions at one time, mind struggling to keep up with the rate at which Serra speaks, peppering him with questions one after the other without even taking a breath to allow him to speak, "I have accomdations, worry not. Lady Louise wouldn't allow me to leave without making sure that I would have somewhere to stay."

Not exactly the full truth, but it would be good enough to assuage Serra's worries for the moment.

He finds himself surprised too, that he would rather comfort her and wipe away Serra's tears than run away from her no matter her emotion like he had in the past. Seems love would simply do that to a man.

A long, tired sigh escapes the boy's lips, "Of course I'm going to study. I'll be teaching, but that doesn't stop me from furthering my own studies in the process. Come now, Serra; who do you think I am?"

END

Crazy Stupid Love

[folyxfanart]

Grabbing each other - I worked on 2 drawings at the same time

[clayderogatory]

i believe us leon lovers as a collective all agree that he cannot sleep very well and is a light sleeper. right? yes, beautiful glad we agree on this!

so because hes a light sleeper and hes snuggling with luis, small movements can wake the man up and he gets out of bed to drink some warm milk to help lull him back to sleep again

the issue is, at like 3 am in the morning he forgets he already had a good amount of milk in his day and i believe him to be lactose intolerant. so instead of sleeping its a fight for his life instead. he has to wake luis up for moral support as well.

it will happen every 2-3 business days btw

[tonymarias]

male celebrities dating women so much younger than them is weird yes but if you see me and 50 year old chris pontius out and about you guys better not say shit

[taguelbunnyboy]

"I... wouldn't say 'no matter the cost'..."

He rubs his neck, looking down and away.

"I live with a... pretty large group of friends. We split rent on an old place, out on the fringes of Ylisstol. It saves rent, since most of us came from..."

Rough home situations.

"Not the best paths. Plus, some of us can't work, for one reason or another. I'm one of the ones who consistently can, even if the pay isn't the best, so... my budget is usually on the more enclosed side. Sorry if that means I can't exactly splurge on it..."

...Why did he feel so bad in letting her down in that way, even if it was probably so minor?

"Oh, and as for my work, I'm just helping do carts at the nearby Walmarth in the evenings after classes some days. Thankfully, today's one of the days off, at any rate."

He smiles, gaze returning to Serra as she got so into it.

She almost reminded him of one of the people he was living with.

In a good way.

"Yeah, don't think apples come in any more colors, anyhow..."

"Orange, I guess? I remember reading something about a species of apple that is orange... not that I'd call you orange, definitely not your color scheme right now..."

She was definitely moreso pink.

In... more than one way.

Was she blushing?

"A-and not to say you couldn't pull it off either, mind! I think you could probably rock something orange."

And this, Yarne, is why most of your only friends are the people you grew up with and used together to escape shitty lives.

Minutes to Midnight

Modern AU

[past31bvnn]

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[p0lt-3r-g31st]

Suicide hotlines are clogged, and there's been at least 2000 suicides TODAY. Female, lgbt+, and poc suicides are only going to increase due to that project 2025 bullshit.

Fuck you if you voted Trump. Fuck you if you voted third party. Fuck you if you didn't vote (only if you're of age ofc).

So many people are having their rights stripped. Support your friends and family who will suffer from this.

Fuck Trump.

[valdelobos-sokovia]

Red 9! Get Luis signature weapon from AndysArms on etsy as a Keychain! Solid, light and beautiful! Use it for your jet ski keys or even your phone!

[archiepiscopus]

♡ UNO REVERSE

○○○○○ | ATTRACTION ●●○○○ | AFFECTION ●●●○○ | INTEREST ●●○○○ | LOYALTY ●●○○○ | TRUST

“Initially, the clergy was hesitant to welcome her as a priestess for the Church of Seiros, considering the fact she answers to a different deity than ours. They claimed she would not understand our faith and either perform poorly, or utilize it as a chance to spread the belief of her own gods and saints instead of spreading the Goddess’ word.”

“I understood their concerns, but I chose to allow her into the clergy nonetheless. Her beliefs may lay elsewhere, but I can tell that her heart is in the correct place- and that priests and priestesses are not meant to solely preach the divine word. They must be welcoming, understanding, and sensible to faith, empathy and fraternity, traits I can see reflected on her.”

“So far, she seems to be thriving in her position. It makes me glad.”

[geddy-leesbian]

at long last, I present my headcanon about Luis's education/career timeline + why he kept working for Umbrella while knowing how fucked all of it was

First off there's enough 16 and younger high up Umbrella scientists that it's easy to just accept that shit in the RE world is just Like That and a 12 year old Luis rocking up to enroll in university just makes sense within the logic of the world, but my personal headcanon is way more expansive than that. I like to imagine him actually going to a school operated by Umbrella. The Umbrella boarding school in the Arklay Mountains was shut down, but I headcanon that it wasn't the only one. Umbrella having boarding schools for child prodigies just makes perfect sense- I mean just read a file about the Executive Training School. 

Going after/investing in younger kids is a logical thing to do because they're so much easier to manipulate and brainwash into being exactly what Umbrella wants. 

And since Umbrella Europe had that rivalry where they were always trying to compete with their sister branch, I can imagine them seeing what happened to the Executive Training School as an opportunity: Umbrella US fucked up the concept, so they can outdo them by simply running their own competently, without it completely falling apart.

Now you're probably thinking there's a hole in my headcanon, the fact that Hunnigan's report mentions Luis enrolling in university and working for Umbrella after graduating. 

My counterpoint is that Umbrella is sketchy as fuck. The whole "James Marcus being a crazy person and performing fucked up experiments on his own students" shit show happened when Luis was just a toddler. So I like to think that inspired them to get a little more cautious when it came to their fucked up child prodigy shenanigans, in time for them to have a solid system worked out by the time Luis is orphaned. And by that I mean they'd find a university to bribe into giving them cover. A new child prodigy graduates from the Umbrella school, Umbrella coughs up some cash, and suddenly that kid attended a university they never actually stepped foot in, and has a diploma with no direct ties to Umbrella. They 100% had the resources and pull to swing some type of arrangement like that. 

And Luis is literally the most perfect target for a school like this. He's not just young, he's from an extremely isolated place, making him even easier to manipulate. He also has nothing. They can single him out and crack the whip and push him harder than any of his peers, and he'll just accept it, because what else can he do?

It's Umbrella, or the streets for him.

And I think he probably caught on to the fact that he had made a deal with the devil pretty quickly after starting on the Nemesis Project, but he had made his bed and had to lie in it. Because even after he graduates/becomes a legal adult, they have him completely locked in. There's literally no paper trail or anything official supporting the fact that he's a person who exists. The only thing is the university records Umbrella paid for. Umbrella can hand over some chump change and make those go away too. He wouldn't even be able to start from scratch without a degree, because they could go after him for fraud too. Claim he showed them his degree when they hired him, but discovered it must have been a fake, because the university has no records of him. Who would the courts side with, the kid without a birth certificate, or the pharmaceutical giant that can afford an army of lawyers? It's probably not enough to be all that life ruining, but threats don't necessarily have to be true to work. With Luis's unique life, he's most likely going to be scared of any threat like that, he just doesn't have any experience or context to help him get a grip and really think about it, he's just scared shitless at the thought of going to prison.

And ending this with a point that's independent of my other headcanons in the post and can work on its own. When discussing why Luis stayed for years, we can't forget about Rockfort Island.

On the island, there is also a prison camp and an airport. The prison camp especially, represents an especially dark side of Umbrella. Potential industrial saboteurs and traitors to Umbrella are captured and sent there to be used as human guinea pigs in biological experiments. Once inside, prisoners are held there indefinitely.

(emphasis mine)

I think the common assumption is that Luis fucked off back to Valdelobos because of Raccoon City and being afraid of governments/law enforcement coming after Umbrella, but I really think it was actually Umbrella he was running from. Umbrella would have seemed untouchable at this point, they had the blessing of the government to do what they did in Raccoon City, I doubt anyone there genuinely thought there would ever be legal consequences for any of that. Legal consequences were maybe a far-off possibility that wasn't guaranteed, while Umbrella was very much a real, present, active danger.

But if he got to a point where he couldn't handle the guilt of what he was doing anymore, his options were to disappear completely, or risk being captured and taken to a concentration camp. (Even just resigning normally, without taking any actions against Umbrella, would leave him terrified. A well-liked rising star like him just suddenly resigning, and offering no explanation, likely would have seemed suspicious, and given that Rockfort inmates were a resource for experiments, I can't imagine the bar for what makes someone a "traitor to Umbrella" is very high.)

[adalrikr]

"It... it's not that I know when to give up, it's simply more trouble to argue with you..." It would be pointless anyway, Serra was hard to reason with. A fact that he had learned the hard way far too many times.

A fact that he would rather not learn again. He... he didn't really want to argue with her this time anyway. Not when he was...

He was what? Huh, he wondered; what exactly was this feeling? He didn't know, he had never felt anything like this before. Strange... could he really... love Serra that much?

"... You still haven't told me where your room is. How am I supposed to carry your things... if I don't know where I'm going?"

That was the spirit! He should be realizing that she was going to, of course, tell everybody possible about this new development. How could she not? After waiting so long for him, how could she stay quiet for even a minute?

“It’s good you know when to give up,” she says, cheerfully and teasingly, and then she laughs, clutching onto one of his arms, swept up in the overwhelming joy of the situation.

Wow... wow! To think this was really happening. To think that... Erk had finally recognized his own love for her! But still, a part of her beat out, defiance in the face of overwhelming joy: Was this all... really real? Did Erk actually love her? It felt nearly impossible to believe, but— no, no. Stop it. Of course he does. Of course!

Who wouldn’t, after all!

...

“Now, come on — carry my things back to my room for me.” She prances ahead of him, shoots him a smile behind her shoulder, eyes of deep purple glittering joyfully.

[crevassier]

“You know, with all the excitement, I didn’t even end up getting your name.” Serra seems to be in better spirits now. Whether or not that’s a mask, well… that’s yet to be seen, isn’t it? Either way, she’s holding a small drink in one hand, playing with one of her wavy pigtails in the other, slight excited flush to her face. “I’m Serra.”

A loss that didn’t quite feel like one, at least compared to everything else he had been going through this was negligible. Besides, it’s not like he was bested out there in the battlefield- he didn’t even get attacked a single time, and he did a lot for his teammates! No one could say he did nothing or tried to escape the situation. What he did just wasn’t enough, that was all. Which perhaps did hurt in its own way, but agonizing over it wouldn’t change the outcome. The least he could do now was to support his still-fighting classmates, particularly Felix and Dimitri, as they advanced onto the second round.

The plan was quickly shelved however, when a girl’s voice reached his ears. Immediately recognizing it as belonging to one of his teammates just now, the cleric with pink pigtails who almost reminded him of Hilda in a way. 

Smiling warmly, Sylvain scooted over from the cot he was sitting on and patted the spot to his left, so she could join him. “Serra, got it! It’ll be easy to remember, there aren’t many people out there with a face as lovely as yours, that’s for sure.”

The flirt was half accompanied by a tinge of concern, as golden pools quickly scanned the girl. “You got a bit of a beating out there, how are you holding up? Haha, I feel kind of bad…you know, as the guy with a lance it was my job to keep soft and squishy mages and healers safe, and our enemies understood it right away, but I wasn’t able to protect you or Alice very well. Sorry about that.” A hand reached up to scratch the back of his head sheepishly, ruffling ginger curls.

It was genuine, that crumb of guilt. A mock battle, yes. An exam, a festival, everything pointed to the situation being one to not be taken fully seriously, but being unable to fulfill one of his most basic tasks as a lance fighter and knight stung.

[plagues02]

Ridley and Serra Supports

C Support

Serra: Ridley! 

Ridley: Huh- Oof! Hey, Serra.

Serra: Heh heh. So,, Is there something you want to say to me?

Ridley: Heh, want to give me a hint on what you want to hear, kiddo?

Serra: Kiddo?! I’m seventeen, I’m not a kid!

Ridley: Haha! And I’m twenty-one. You’re a child to me.

Serra: Huff No, I’m not. Fine, I don’t want to hear it anymore!

(Serra rushes off screen)

Ridley: Heh heh, there she goes.

B Support

Serra: Grumble Grumble

Ridley: There you are.

Serra: Huh? You were looking for me?

Ridley: I was thinking about what you said earlier. When you asked if there was something I wanted to say to you

Serra: ,, And?

Ridley: Yes, there is something I want to say to you. Thank you.

Serra: …

Ridley: You help us through every battle as our healer, and you’ve gotten so many of us out of sticky situations. Without you, I’m sure we would have greater loss.

Serra: …

Ridley: Hm? Is that not what you wanted to hear?

Serra: I.. Well, then I should get back to it! Healing people and all

(Serra rushes off)

Ridley: Huh,, could have sworn that would have made her happy

A Support

Serra: Ridley!

Ridley: Yes?

Serra: Are you going to leave again?

Ridley: Huh? Do you mean after all of this? Where is this coming from?

Serra: You rarely stop, even when we’re not marching. Do you plan on staying after this is over?

Ridley: … To be honestly with you, I’m not sure. I’m sure Mother would welcome me back home if I returned, but also I want to see more of the world. I like traveling. Where is this coming from?

Serra: ,,, I don’t want you to leave. Please don’t leave.

Ridley: Huh,,, Serra, I can’t stay like you want, but I’m sure I will be able to visit even if I do leave. You’re a good kid, Serra, don’t worry about what I do. You’ll be fine.

Serra: Ridley,,,

Ridley: Now, let’s enjoy our time together, okay?

Serra: Okay

[tonymarias]

coming out as a rachel zegler and kit connor shipper

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