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Grapes Are Sweet But Guns Are Sweeter by Brixxington
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
12 Jul 2025
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Change.
Throughout the years, the world has drastically shifted.
From the mysterious leech creatures found in the Arklay Mountains;
To the zombie outbreak in Raccoon City;
To B.O.W.s all around the world.The world as you know it becomes more and more dangerous every day.
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You are an ex-mercenary turned farmer, who gets their peaceful routine ruined with a new uprising of dangerous creatures and new enemies.
When a group of familiar faces finds them, they are given a chance to join a fight for a better world. Will old friends become something more? Or will the bullets bite back harder this time?
DISCLAIMER
This story will most likely deviate from canon events that have happened in the Resident Evil games as I have NOT played them but have watched some videos about the games here and there. I have watched some videos about the Resident Evil timeline but my memory could be foggy and I could get it wrong.With that out of the way, please enjoy this story of action, drama, and romance!
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22 Mar 2026
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all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand by mistyslut
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
01 Jan 2025
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Caitlyn felt like tar sifted through a grinder, stuck in the metal teeth of the parentheses between consciousness and a dream. She supposed it was the white gold they pumped through her veins that had her tongue slurring in her mouth and that made her see purple flowers tattooed on the insides of her eyes. Vi. Vi. Her brain, saddled with morphine, murmured the name like it was a waking prayer.
When Caitlyn awoke, her prayer remained unanswered. Her beseechments lay on the altar untouched. She lay beneath thin, white covers provided only for modesty of her naked form, accompanied only by the faint jab of the IV and the jagged breaths creasing her lip. She felt like a suction had been forcefully shoved down her throat, frost scraping at the arid pinkness. Vi. Vi.
“ Vi,” she pleaded softly. A man in a white jacket scurried to her voice. Not Vi. The ceilings fell on her when she realised she’d imagined it all, Vi’s scream ripping the vocal chords from her throat.
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Caitlyn Kiramman, her scars, her fears, her woes and her loves -- post-finale 2x09.
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15 Feb 2025