samie.

the pain of remembering.

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PLAYER SELECT . . .

samie, she/her. 20. bi.

a blog (under construction) dedicated to writing fanfiction, because i finally found the courage to post them.

CHECKPOINTS. . .

mournful pursuit; peter prior x umbrella!reader

𓇼 please do not post what i write on ai (including bots) or on other platforms, and do not plagiarize it either.

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MOURNFUL PURSUIT. (peter prior x umbrella!reader)

content warnings (will be updated after each chapter): blood, death, murder, gore, guns, mention of experiments on animals and humans, tentacles/long tongues, zombies, violence, violent animals (dogs).

Peter should have known it wouldn’t be easy to move on with his life after that night, after the trigger had felt so light in his hand while the weight of the world seemed to crush his shoulders. The only way out, not only from his own anguish, but also from the suspicion that was already growing in the police station, was simple: a relocation. It wasn’t forced, so as not to arouse further curiosity, but it took far too long, and enough for his marriage to completely fall apart. Leaving the cold of Ennis should have been easy, accepting that he was leaving the consequences of his actions behind him should have been even easier; but his fingers still itched, reminding him how the gun had felt there. He just didn’t know he was heading toward an even bigger mess, a problem that would soon force him to get used to the sound of gunfire all over again. Raccoon City was waiting for him, with even bigger surprises to finally make him let go of the past and embrace the present.

You should have known that the job your parents got for you was way too simple and that it would cause you a lot of headaches, especially since you’d be working alongside them, but that was what you wanted. Or at least that’s what they made you think you wanted. The first few months at Umbrella Corporation were relatively a piece of cake, even with all the comments about the obvious nepotism. Your job was just to check reports, write them, and look at slides under a microscope, all too easy to be true. Until your mom decided to put you on a project that was already underway, with lots of files to review and lots of notes to correct, but it was an honor to be there. You couldn’t refuse. The internship was going well; the first year and a half was great, until the outbreak. It was your chance to prove that, without your parents showing you the way, you could survive, but what if part of all that chaos was your fault?

CHAPTERS . . .

the beginning | CHAPTER ONE ; ( probably out during the weekend )

Some important points to keep in mind before reading, or questions that might come up as you read:

You don’t need to have played the games to read this fanfic, since I’ll try to adapt certain elements (not only for better understanding, but also to try not to leave any loose ends, emphasis on “try”) and explain most things so the story doesn’t feel thrown together randomly.

The events in Raccoon City, unfortunately, will no longer take place in 1998, mainly because the deaths that occur in True Detective: Night Country require a bit more advanced technology to investigate, something that definitely wasn’t available in late 1990, so this story is set in 2016.

It’s quite likely that updates will take a while to come out, since English isn’t my first language and I’m currently replaying each of the games in the franchise to try to refresh my memory here and there.

The franchise’s main characters exist in this fanfic! They just might not appear or might only be mentioned briefly.

There have been several versions of reader in my drafts, including a police officer, a member of S.T.A.R.S., a college student searching for her police officer brother, a mercenary going to retrieve a virus sample, or even a civilian who worked at the movie theater and was caught off guard, but I thought it would be more fun to draw parallels between Peter and reader. If you’d like short drabbles about the other versions, feel free to ask!