May 11
I want to be writing Chreon porn so fucking bad goddamn it, but my brain has decided fuck you no, THIS is the time we write the version of Leon, Claire and Sherry walking away from Raccoon City where Leon's gunshot wound is infected which NOBODY CARES ABOUT RIGHT NOW. You get that or you get nothing. Also, you will write it at a pace that makes glaciers go, "yo, it's the pedal on the right, my dude." I write so fucking slow, when I manage to at all, and it is going to be years before I filter through my personal fanon to reach current times. Yeeeeeeears.
I write for fun!
Guh.