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Leon S Kennedy the icon that you are, breaking out the puppy eyes during a literal zombie apocalypse
I NEED THEM SO BAD ITS CRAZY
FOR REAL
I hope the influx of mortal kombat fics will increase with this amazing movie....
fanfics for the movies specifically cuz theres barely any 🥲
for real omg 😭😭😭 PLEASEEEE IF NOT I'LL DO ONE MYSELF
I hope the influx of mortal kombat fics will increase with this amazing movie....
Mk1 FILOAU! Friends to Lovers with Johnny Cage!!! Here's the teaser heh....
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Mk1 FILOAU! Friends to Lovers with Johnny Cage!!! Here's the teaser heh....
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Wrong Accomplice
A/N: No idea what to put here; I literally just made this for fun, so whatever, guys, heh... I will post chapter two of BOTH my fanfics when I'm done with midterms. I did this story to distract myself from my 22 assessments, so yeah. This story is gay, and it's nice (not really, no). Anyway, here's the story's description. OH, AND I AM, IN FACT, POSTING THIS ON Wattpad AND AO3 AS WELL! Check out Mjyden on Wattpad and erth1cz on Ao3 heh.. shameless plug. Archer, a bright young rookie, was awaiting his adventure to start. Cramped in the office, being the messenger boy of the Erith Police Department (EPD). He dreamed of an assignment that would forever change his career, longing to be an officer of stature and justice who was finally respected and adored by his peers and the public. Meanwhile, you had an old-timer. Nikolai was waiting for his journey to end, but little did he know it was just getting started.
February 04, 2025, 10:04 am, Wednesday. EPD
Frantic.
Frustrated.
Underestimated.
Those were usually what Archer felt every time it got busy and hectic in the EPD (Erith Police Department). He was new, not that new, but new enough to still be belittled and called naive about having dreams and hope for a better world and better pay, which, let’s be honest, is never going to happen. He had been in the EPD for a month or two now. At first, he was treated well, but those warm, dreamy smiles he was used to getting greeted with in his first week on the job? It soon dissipated into reality. Everyone was numb, drained, and tired. They thought the rookie’s optimism would turn to pessimism with a snap of the Chief’s fingers. It didn’t, though, but that feeling was slowly worming its way towards his heart, which he was getting scared of. He would never let his job be something he hated. He wasn’t going to give up just yet, though, no. He wasn’t going down that easily.
12:00 nn Lunch Break, Breaker room:
He cleaned up his desk and hurried to the breaker room. It would be filled with officers soon, so he made sure to go in and out quickly. Passing through the hallways, he heard some whispers about an old-timer getting transferred back into the EPD, about a man named Nikolai. Some proclaimed to be his friend, some boasted about how they had worked with him before, while others had never heard of him before. And Archer was one of those people. He shrugged it off, taking advantage of the fact that the officers were too busy gossiping about this mystery man instead of crowding the breaker room. Archer went to get his lunch and his pre-made iced coffee, since, FYI, the coffee machine in the EPD sucks; he quickly adapted to that and made his own brew instead. Anyway, he took his food and got the hell out of there to eat somewhere more secluded.
They had a small garden area, mostly used for smoking, but when little to no officers were there, he enjoyed his time eating at the graceful fountain they had as the centerpiece. He had always adored the EPD; being a police officer was something he had always wanted to be ever since he was a kid. He finally got what he wanted, but damn, it was hard. He knew it wasn’t easy from the start, but he didn’t know it was going to be this hard either. Life has its challenges, so Archer took it with a grain of salt now. Maybe next time he probably shouldn’t romanticize his job all that much.
2:00 pm Chief’s Office
Archer got called to the Chief’s Office.
No, He wasn’t in trouble. He had a clean record in the EPD. He took his job seriously and always did his job, with no complaints, no matter how big or small the task that was given to him. He quickly went to the Chief’s office when he heard he was called there.
There, Archer stood proudly in front of the Chief, with a small smile on his face. The Chief raised a brow at that but ultimately gave no care to his smiley face. He spoke with a deep gruffness to his voice, which was due to his cigarette intake.
“I’m assigning you to a takedown mission. You’ll be paired with someone named Nikolai Jackley. He’ll be here soon. You and Mr. Jackley are tasked with taking down and bringing back a man, dead or alive, whose name is Wesley. He was found smuggling dangerous shit into Erith city. We have no info on whether or not they’re drugs, weapons, or worse, experiments. You’ll know more on your mission debriefing with Mr. Jackley himself once he arrives; wait by your desk and make sure to greet him with your utmost respect. Got it, Rookie? ”
Archer blinked as he processed that information with a big loading screen on his forehead. So, basically, he was assigned his first-ever serious assignment? Oh fuck, so this was a big deal.
When he got dismissed, he hurried out of the office with a pep in his step. Oh, he was going to enjoy this mission debriefing, and he was finally going to get to see who this Nikolai Jackley was. A win is a win, as they say.
3:30 pm, In Parking Lot A,
A car pulled up to the parking, taking the reserved spot near the entrance of the EPD.
The man made his way up to the gates of the EPD, weaving through them and the stairs as if he had been there before, which he had. Nikolai had worked here as a rookie before, and eventually, when he got promoted and had better job opportunities, he took them and never visited again. A sigh escaped his lips when he reached the open doors, officers looking at him with awe, some with fear, and some with recognition. He moved past them; he had no time for pleasantries; he needed to find his partner and get this over with.
Was it hard to find the rookie he was told he was going to be paired up with? No, not at all. How? Well, the rookie was the only one standing there with a deer-in-the-headlights look when they both made eye contact, beside a clean, organized desk and with a complete, ironed uniform. Plus, he had a bright smile, and he waved for Christ's sake. Of course, to be polite, he smiled and waved back with a huff. Nikolai was many things, but being a dick or an asshole? Wasn’t one of them. Especially to people who don’t deserve it. He moved towards the rookie, avoiding anyone who tried to speak to him or grab his attention. Next thing he knew, Archer was shaking his hand eagerly, and he shook back, just not as eagerly as the rookie did.
Introductions.
“I’m Archer, Archer Delmond, the rookie. A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jackley.”
A pause before Nikolai spoke, a deep pitch but a lighthearted tone, if that made any sense at all.
“I’m Nikolai, Nikolai Jackley, as you may know now. But you can call me Niko. I’ll be your partner for this stupidly rushed assignment. I hope you’ll have a fun time, but that doesn’t mean you should take it any less seriously."
Archer nodded, letting go of his hand with a swift motion. He stood still, rocking back and forth on his heels with the same smile he had on before; he looked like he was going to burst with excitement, which made Nikolai chuckle. He moved to pat the rookie’s shoulder, offering him a nod towards the debriefing office, which Archer caught easily and nodded his head. Both men made their way towards the room, dodging officers who seemed not to care about their personal space. It made him frown, growing annoyed at them. Do they not know basic human decency? God, why did the EPD get worse throughout the years? What the fuck happened to this place? Nikolai shook it off and decided not to dwell on how the officers became so unbearable compared to when he first started.
Archer opened the door for Nikolai; he slipped a small thank you to the rookie, and they both sat opposite each other, waiting for the chief or whoever was going to fully debrief them on the mission. Nikolai was debating whether or not to do small talk, but Archer beat him to it, and his voice had a small rasp to it.
“So, Mr. Jackley, how are you today? ”
Nikolai expected something more of a deep question, something more interesting than a "how are you," but he’ll take it. Happily so.
“I’m alright; nothing much on my plate today except for this big mission, but apart from that? Boring day at the office. Thanks for asking, rookie."
Archer nodded at his words; his smile brightened a bit more and it was nice. Really fucking nice that he was talking to somebody who actually was a genuine guy. It was refreshing. He was in good hands, and he wasn’t going to take Nikolai Jackley for granted, that’s for sure.
4:00 pm: In Parking Lot A,
The debrief happened; it was long and weirdly exciting. It didn’t seem the same way for Nikolai, though; he seemed bored at the chief’s whims. Archer had a different outlook on this; he was finally going to be able to prove himself to everyone. A big opportunity for Archer, for Nikolai, it was just another tiring day, but he wasn’t going to lie; getting partnered up with an EPD rookie officer was surprising to him; it was either going to be really tiring and horrible or the complete opposite. Or maybe a mix of those two. For once in his life, he wasn’t really sure, which gave him a small thrill in his mind and body.
“Okay, so, from what I heard in the debrief, we’re doing this today, at night till early morning. We need to take down this man named Wesley, who’s going to be at the outskirts of town, which is sooooo surprising. We need to arrest him after he takes whatever he bought from his dealer so we can finally know what he’s been buying, dead or alive, just as long as the package is secure."
Archer mumbled to himself. It seemed simple enough. But it really wasn't; he knew it wasn’t, although he was on the verge of overcomplicating things for himself, which wasn’t any better. Archer took a deep breath and felt a pat on the back. After a little bit of reassurance, Nikolai gently guided him to his car, and they both sat in their respective seats.
“So, I’ll take us out to dinner first; we need to fill up before we go out to the outskirts; we need to pick up a few things in my office as well, and after that, we’re straight into the mission. Got it? ”
A pause.
“Got it, Mr. Jackley.”
I'm gonna be so much more active here even if tumblr is banned in my country LMAO
Someone give me fanfic ideas for Slient hill 2, if not, I'm threatening to continue my WR600 fic or whatever abomination my Tiger and Bunny fic was....
People are actually liking my (old) fics??? woah...
Movie Michael
Hii! Can I have a request for Movie Michael and Game Michael? (Seperate)
What would their reaction if their crush (reader) gave him a drawing of him like how she saw in her eyes as if it was like a love confession towards him?
Reader is an artist and a coworker working along with him, ofc she secretly has a crush on him too but doesn't know how to say it.
A/N: Thank you for the request! We're on a Michael roll rn lol. (not complaining, I love Michael so much. I prefer movie!Michael but I love writing for game!Michael too). I have way too much time on my hands tonight, but this'll probably be my last work before I sleep for the night :) I'm so happy you guys are here!
Through Their Eyes
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— MOVIE MICHAEL 🎬
His first reaction is… stillness. Is he shocked? Flustered? You're not sure. It was a pause that lasted just half a second too long. He takes the drawing from you carefully like it was fragile. Then he smiles. That unnerving, pleasant smile that reaches from ear to ear.
He asks questions that feel too perceptive. “What made you want to draw me like this?” Not accusatory. Curious. Soft. Almost intimate. He wants to hear you explain yourself; wants to know how deep it goes. Validation is his oxygen, and this? This is premium fuckin' grade.
He pretends to assess the art seriously. Tilting his head, murmuring artistic-sounding things. But really, he’s analyzing your attention, how you looked at him, and how you felt about him. Every compliment is a subtle fluster disguised as intellect: “The shading… it’s very… intentional. I like that.”
He keeps it. Of course he keeps it. Somewhere private. Somewhere important. Not displayed. Protected. It becomes proof. Someone sees him. Someone chose him. Someone admires him without him having to perform for it. That realization digs in deep. He looks at it everyday. he's mesmerized.
He rehearses how to act normal around you afterward. Smooth small talk, leaning slightly closer, casual touches on your arm or shoulder. Internally, it’s a disaster. He wants to kiss you, hug you, make some grand declaration, but he cannot ruin the dorky “I’m fine, just confident and calm” facade.
If you ever mention the drawing again, he pretends he forgot it existed. “Oh, that? Yeah, it’s… very good. You’re talented.” Slight chuckle. Slight blush. Heart racing. He’s 90% embarrassed, 10% thrilled, 100% in love.
Internally, it feeds something dark and hungry. The drawing becomes a mirror he likes too much. He doesn’t just want your affection, he wants it secured. Controlled. Something that can’t be taken away the way his father’s approval or attention always is.
IF he does confess... Flustered and slightly dorky, he corners you after a shift, grinning like he’s joking as he says the words: “I like you… and if anyone ever tries to take you away, they’ll regret it.”
— GAME MICHAEL 👾
He thinks it’s a joke at first. Not because he doubts your talent, but because he can’t imagine being the subject of something so gentle. He blinks at the drawing, then at you, like he’s misread the situation entirely.
He's immediately caught off guard. He hesitates for just a moment before taking it, like he’s afraid it’s too personal, but quickly composes himself. There’s no panic, just a quiet awareness that he’s unprepared for being seen in this way.
He doesn’t joke. Unlike Movie Michael, he’s awkward verbally, stumbling slightly: “I… uh… didn’t know… you felt that way,” or “I mean… wow… this is… really good.” He avoids as much as he can to mask his nerves with humor.
He asks if you're sure. Not fishing. Genuinely uncertain. He needs reassurance that this wasn’t a pity gesture, that you weren't mistaken.
He keeps the drawing near. Like Movie Michael, he might keep it somewhere private for a couple of days, like in a drawer or on his nightstand. But eventually, it might end up in his pocket or wallet (if the drawing was small enough to fit).
His affection shows in subtle gestures. Not words at first: helping you with tasks, walking slightly closer, offering to carry something for you, making sure you're safe or comfortable. Quiet but deliberate.
He's trying to process his affection deeply. While he may seem reserved, the drawing and its meaning linger in his thoughts. He reflects on it, trying to reconcile it with his past trauma, his guilt, and his desire to be seen as more than his actions and family.
IF he does confess... It's deliberate and serious, but still awkward. He'll gently take your hand while the pizzeria hums around the both of you and whispers: “I care about you… more than I should, but I can’t hide it anymore.”
MADE BY TARO.ᐟ any translations, reposts, and usage of my written works are strictly prohibited. reblogs are appreciated.
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WHERE ARE ALL THE CHRIS FICS AT?!?!?! HELLO?!?!? THAT MAN IS SOOOOO FINE AND SUCH A CUTIE CMON YA'LL😭🙏