I’m rewriting one of my old Fem! Garp one-shots and I think I need to include a scene where Dragon safe drops one too many babies with Garp and she tracks him down while he’s in the middle of some super serious revolution™️ meeting and busts in carrying newborn Luffy like a football yelling at Dragon like “what the hell?! Again?! Stop impregnating women!”
And yes, Dragon will actually be Rocks’ son in this version
I’m rewriting one of my old Fem! Garp one-shots and I think I need to include a scene where Dragon safe drops one too many babies with Garp and she tracks him down while he’s in the middle of some super serious revolution™️ meeting and busts in carrying newborn Luffy like a football yelling at Dragon like “what the hell?! Again?! Stop impregnating women!”
And yes, Dragon will actually be Rocks’ son in this version
Fanfiction is supposed to be cringy. You're allowed to write bad. You're allowed to be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be self indulgent. You're allowed to be cringe. Let yourself be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be fun. Stop putting arbitrary rules on yourself and be free.
A Resident Evil/Red Dead Redemption fusion (I think that’s what they're called...RE characters in a RDR setting)
Former Blackwater sheriff, Leon Scott Kennedy, is on the trail of one Victor Gideon, a hulking monster of a man wanted for the brutal murders of six working girls in West Elizabeth as well as the abduction of a seventh, a young woman named Grace. Hoping to find Gideon and the girl, Leon tracks them to a cabin in the West Grizzlies.
Gideon is nowhere to be found but Grace is unharmed.
Leon needs to get Grace off the mountain before Gideon comes back. But an off season blizzard has them taking shelter in an abandoned mining town.
Would feature Kennecroft, of course, but I haven’t decided if Grace and Leon would have an existing relationship or not...Kind of love the idea of Leon going to Grace for sex (working girls being code for prostitutes) for simple release of stress and love blossoming between them.
Leon being a tired, burnt-out sheriff is perfect though.
I imagine that babies really like Wesker. He’s calm, not prone to outbursts of emotion, talks to them like they’re tiny humans rather than baby talk and doesn’t mind carrying them around.
On that note, baby Rose (whose mother is fem! Ethan and whose father is Chris in this AU because I can) will cry until she’s handed to Wesker if she catches sight of him.
“Hello, Rosemary. You’re being rather dramatic. I understand it’s in your blood. Redfields are theatrical. Your aunt in particular. But do try to restrain yourself.”
A teaser for an upcoming chapter (21 maybe?) of Shot Through Time, as I anticipate being very tired for the next five days.
Redstone Street Station, Raccoon City, September 30th 1998
"Sounds like another group of survivors is on their way down from street level."
Jill Valentine turns from Mikhail at Carlos' words, raising her eyebrows. "A whole group? It's just been stragglers until now, yeah?"
Carlos doesn't answer for a moment, finger pressed to his earpiece, listening to the report from one of the UBCS soldiers stationed at the street entrance.
Mikhail answers for him, words chosen carefully, very aware his thick accent could be difficult to understand, "One, maybe two civilians at a time. Carlos, how big is this group?"
Finally, he turns to look at them with a small smile. When wasn't Carlos smiling, Jill thinks, more fond of him now than she had been when they'd first met, and she'd learned the UBCS was a part of Umbrella. Carlos had a way of wiggling his way into a girl's good graces like a big shaggy dog. "Murphy says at least one or two of them are cops. Two men, three women and a little girl of about twelve."
"Six people! And one of them a child. Miracle that they made it in one piece," Mikhail exclaims, and Jill has to agree. There were so many shamblers out on the streets, it was a miracle any survivors were making it through. "Someone is guiding them down?"
"Tyrell."
"Ah, excellent."
Jill leans her hip against a weapon crate, wishing once again that she'd had a few more seconds to grab a sweater or something before she'd gotten punted out of her apartment. Goddamn bio-weapon motherfucker. Be nice not to be cold for a change. "Surprised any cops are still standing."
Carlos lets out a quick laugh. "Murphy said they were packing a lot of heat."
"They'd have to be." Without turning her head, Jill scans the windows of the subway car, glaring at the back of that asswipe Nikolai's head. "Hardass might have an issue with more refugees."
Carlos doesn't need her to explain who she's talking about. Jill had been very upfront about how she felt about Nikolai's callous execution of one of his own UBCS soldiers. "Lucky for all of us, Nikolai's not the one calling the shots."
"Because he'd just kill us all and sneak out in the aftermath."
Katherine Warren ends up marrying a canon male character who sweeps her off her feet with charm and tenderness...hehe, can anybody guess who it might be?
Grace, Leon, Wesker and Katherine become known as the Blond Squad while working with the Anti-Umbrella Pursuit and Investigation Team under USSTRATCOM and it carries over when DSO is formed.
Wesker (as I write him) is not opposed to a fling with a 19-year-old Claire...
But he does strike me as the sort who isn’t going to risk hurting anyone he genuinely cares about, not intentionally.
And he does, I think, care about Claire, like he does Grace. She’s competent and maybe he’s started to see her as, if not an equal, as close to as someone can get in his mind.
Flirting? That fine
Sex? Not now.
And lord knows, Claire’s going to to her damndest to seduce him...for years.
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