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Captain R███████ of the BSAA by tired_demonspawn_ao3
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
02 Jul 2026
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Whenever Grace was feeling down, she liked to imagine all the different ‘R’ Commanders, Captains and Operatives as the same mythical “superhero” BSAA soldier. It felt nice to imagine (if only for a moment) that wherever a bioweapon would spring up there would be an immovable soldier to meet its unstoppable force, saving the day.
But of course, no one person could do all that.Or:
The one where Grace cannot believe all the redacted BSAA Captains are the same guy who, along with his husband, highk kinda adopted her.
Originally thought of as a 5+1 but then I lost the plus one and gained the power of familial love instead.Bookmarked by mercWanted
07 Jul 2026
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Soap goes for a tattoo by an artist he can't quite get a read on, and ends up with more than he ever hoped to get from it.
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28 Jun 2026
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He started thinking about unpleasant shit, like Price, the canteen food, the roaches and rats at the base, church bells, he even disassembled his handgun in his mind, making sure to not miss any step, to have it shiny and ready to shoot.
Just like his dick was at this point.
Fuck.
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23 Jun 2026
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I've never played this stupid game yet these two men have me in a chokehold. Enjoy.
Soap has been pining over Ghost for a LONG time, meanwhile Ghost has just realized that he really really REALLY likes Soap. And then Soap locks himself out of his room. And he's tired.
Prompts; One fell first, but the second fell harder. Trauma makes Ghost get angry out of nowhere. Ghost is actually soft as hell but CANNOT let it show. Soap loves Ghost and is making it his problem. Sleep deprivation makes people say and do ridiculous things (from personal experience).
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21 Jun 2026
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Soap died from Makarov’s bullet.
Or at least, he was fairly fucking certain he did.
Everything went black. His body vanished from him first, then the pain, then the room. He could not move. Could not breathe. Could not hear Price anymore. There was only the dark and the strange, distant knowledge that he had been here before, or somewhere close to it.
Then a voice spoke.
Not beside him. Not above him.
Everywhere.
“Oh, you have got to be joking.”
Soap would have startled if he still had a body. As it was, he existed in a sort of stunned, bodiless confusion while the voice continued, furious and disbelieving.
“I did not create another alternative universe just for one of you to die on the other again.”
Soap, who had been in the process of floating away from all pain, all duty, all grief, had just enough awareness left to think that death was apparently much stranger than anyone had warned him about.
The voice sharpened.
“Get back here, you fucker.”
And Soap did.
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20 Jun 2026