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“They still won’t tell me what shit they do to you.”
The room was silent, save for the intermittent humming of the rig behind, and flickering fluorescent lights above. Connor couldn’t respond. And even if he was physically able to… he still couldn’t. Not about that particular comment. It went against orders he had been given. The rules. Dire consequences should he go astray.
“You get wheeled in here every couple weeks the past five months, practically torn to shreds. No explanation, just a blank envelope with a wad of cash. Nothing traceable either. Believe me, I tried.” Gavin’s voice took on a note of bitterness. He didn’t often bring this topic up, but as Connor had noted earlier, the man seemed more on edge today. The android wondered why that was.
“You don’t even care, do you?”
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Or: Fighting Ring AU, where Connor finds reprieve with the mechanic who fixes him every few weeks.
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Gavin didn’t want to be here. Correction: he wanted to be anywhere but here. The DPSF Winter Ball was a yearly event that Fowler had been forcing him to go to ever since he made detective. And Gavin hated every fucking second of it.
Tonight was gonna go exactly the way it always went. Gavin would drink the free booze. He’d drink the free booze. And yeah? He’d drink the free booze. It was the only way he’d make it through this fucking hellscape disaster of a night each year. It was absolutely, unequivocally the complete opposite of a ‘fun’ night for him.
And fuck, what could make this night worse?
Being seated with Connor the Robot Tincan Android sent by fucking CyberLife.
Fuck his life. Fuck everything.
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Artwork is by the incredible DeviantManiac!
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Gavin owns an old gen iPhone. Very old gen. Suffice to say, the autocorrect function has dropped him into hot water many many times.
Or: Gavin swears a lot, and makes many unintentional innuendos.
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The sky thundered heavily with rain, as if wringing itself of the last dregs of spring.
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“What have you done to him?”
“You mean Sumo?”
“Yeah I mean Sumo.” Hank demands.
“What’s wrong with him?” Connor asks, “He seems happy enough.”
“... What the fuck is he wearing?”
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They’d met so many times over the years, drifting in and out of each other’s lives like the moon and the sun, only sometimes destined to be in the same sky together. There had always been some inescapable pull towards the other man; at times Leon felt as though he were slowly orbiting closer and closer, drawn in nearer on each rotation.
And now he was dying. He knew it in his bones, could see it in the black splotches on his hands and the way his veins ran black at his wrists. He was tired. Chris said they'd find a way out of it but Leon...Leon was a realist. So he did the only thing he knew how to do: he kept moving forward. Unstoppable, relentless. Back to Raccoon City, back to where it all began...
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- Part 1 of Unstoppable; Immovable
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Leon S. Kennedy walks into a bar - there's no zombies.
That's not the punchline, but it is the fic.
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At moments like this it was easy for Leon to forget that he and Chris weren’t even A Thing, not really. They were friends, had been for two decades, and for the past years they’d also been having absolutely mindblowing sex together whenever they were both free. But that was it.
Still, Leon’s treacherous heart kept wishing for more, wishing for Chris to look at him like he looked at Chris. He knew that Chris cared about him. So maybe he should just suggest that they actually make it a real relationship. They weren’t that far from it.
“Hey, Chris—”
“Hey, before I forget,” Chris said, interrupting Leon without even noticing it. “I’ve got to cancel next Friday.” When Chris went on, his smile was audible in his voice. “I’ve got a date! Can you believe that? A real date!”
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After Chris accidentally breaks Leon’s heart, Leon is fully prepared to nurse his bruised feelings alone. He’s less prepared for the way Piers is apparently dead set on being there for him to help him through it. He’s the least prepared for when he realizes he might just get his happy ending, after all. -
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Piers and Leon slip away from the group for a swim.
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“Cheater,” Leon teases. He brings his hands up to cup the sides of Piers’ face, drinking in his relaxed expression. The faint scars on his cheek are illuminated by the scant moonlight, crinkling with the curve of his smile, and something giddy bubbles up in Leon’s chest. -
warmth of a new dawn by Eternal_Peace_is_Overrated
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
13 Mar 2026
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The porch light is on.
It’s just past four in the morning when Leon pulls into the driveway, exhausted to the marrow of his bones and feeling pathetically, irritatingly fragile.
Being back in Raccoon City, back in RPD—it cracked him open right down the middle.
All those shattered fragments of self carelessly taped together, a glass house built over unstable fault lines, and the fucking porch light is what breaks him into a million little pieces.
Piers hates leaving the porch light on.
But he never lets Leon come home in the dark.
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Or, Leon comes home.
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- Part 3 of Requiem
- Part 4 of Resident Evil drabbles