I wanna try and talk about my portal fic endeavors on here because I have so so many thoughts and ideas and I wanna talk about them all the time.
So hi hi hello I'm Cog I write portal fan fiction. I'm Boggle_Bee on ao3, I've only got a couple things out right now but I'm working on a lot of different aus and character perspectives.
My most popular is a coffee shop au called Aperture Coffee (I hate it and rarely update it tbh, I might rewrite that one after a bit) but I recently finished this one shot where the concept is basically, "what if humanity wasn't wiped out and Chell came up to a futuristic city instead of a big wheat field" I like to try and explore how she'd feel after all the trauma she went through while also learning to live normally again.
I plan to info dump about some other au ideas I have, so yeah. (I have no clue if this is an acceptable post please I don't know how tumblr works it's very scary I don't know the social landscape here I'm sorry)
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“On Rainy days.”
Author’s note here!!
This will be my first time ever publicly releasing my writing, so I’m very excited to put it out there and see how people feel about my characters as well as anything else I write.
This is all largely just backstory for my own Resident Evil OC Carmela, so stick around if you’d like to see how things develop from here!
Some content warnings for topics this writing will cover
Injured and abused children
implied abuse of power
“implied” human trafficking
blackmail(later on)
Rain battered the old windows of the Raccoon City Police station, the thick walls occasionally groaning as wind tore about the empty streets. Despite the storm, spirits were relatively high among those in the station, celebrating a successful rescue out in the mountains with wide smiles. A few of the special operative agents were scolded for being so reckless, a redheaded nurse tugging one woman to sit back down on the little infirmary bed. “You are staying put until I finish stitching you up.” The agent opened her mouth to argue but was cut off quickly, the nurse holding up the needle as if to threaten her counterpart, which was of course not taken seriously. “And if you keep squirming like that you’ll end up gouged open somewhere else.” Her murmurs were low and playful, the agents expression seeming to slip into something just a tad more romantic, leaning in to whisper to the nurse.
They shared their playful moment, narrowly avoiding suspicion every so often with the nurse chastising her charge for being so wiggly.
“Come on Cammie.. Carmela.. Nurse? just a few minutes, they won’t even notice we’re gone.” Her pouting went unheeded, Carmela shaking her head and putting away her medical supplies, eventually turning with a huff of mock relent.
“Hm.. I suppose I could let a certain officer take me out to dinner tonight.” The nurse cooed playfully, signing a clipboard before setting it aside and shooing the agent out of the infirmary to join her fellow S.T.A.R.S members. “Bye Jill..” She sang after the agent, watching as Jill blew a discreet kiss her way, only to chuckle and carry on as Carmela’s cheeks burned.
still the station buzzed with life, the nurses milling about and cleaning things up while the officers got rowdy the floor above, clearly overjoyed simply to be back in one piece from yet another harrowing mission. As Carmela paced through the infirmary she had an odd feeling, given no time to ponder on it as an ear splitting shriek pulled her from the papers she was holding. Tiny footsteps scrambled in her direction, and she tossed her files aside as a young girl barreled into the room, nearly knocking Cammie to the floor when she crouched to the girls level.
“Whoa!!” She gasped, getting her bearings before wrapping her arms around the little girl, offering her brief comfort before pulling away just enough to get a good look at her. The girl wore a school uniform, little black shoes scuffed, her right sleeve torn with a terrible gash.. but Carmela’s eyes were fixed on the girls little face, swollen and bruised, her skin glistening from the rain and her coal black hair sticking to her face.. the only colorful thing on her person were two bright purple clips holding up little pigtails that bounced with every movement. The child’s face was scrunched up as she bawled noiselessly, pointing behind her as if to express that something was there.. or something was coming. The nurse took a deep breath and scooped the girl up, setting her on the bed nearest to her and kneeling in front of the girl while analyzing her vitals, trying to gently pry information from the injured girl.
“honey, I’m here to help you, okay? nobody here wants to hurt you.. we’re the good guys.” Carmela carefully cleaned up one of the open gashes on the girl’s face, the pus ridden wound aching as the girl tried to speak through ragged breaths. Carmela held the girls hand and offered a warm smile. “you are such a brave girl. My name is Nurse Carmela. you can call me Cammie if you’d like. what’s your name?”
The girls mouth opened slowly, lips bloody and cracking, the sight of her struggling to speak breaking Carmela’s heart. Just as She seemed able to speak, a voice came from over Carmela's shoulder, one she was familiar with, one that demanded attention.
“Chelsea.. there you are. everyone was so worried about you. come here.” Not an ounce of affection in those words, nor an ounce of any love through the entirety of the police chief’s body. unless you counted his love for depraved art pieces. Carmela turned to face him quickly, offering him a nod.
“Chief Irons, she just ran in on her own. I’ll have her patched up in just a moment here, and I can send her out with you.” At this declaration the young girl gripped the nurses hand tight, still shying behind her as the police chief walked closer, shaking his head. something was wrong.. this girl seemed to know the Chief, but she was terrified, clinging to Carmela as if she were her final hope.
“No. she’s coming with me now. I’ll finish patching her up when we get home.” He waved Carmela off, the look he was giving Chelsea making the nurses stomach turn. for the first time she gave a second thought to his commands, to his leadership.. to his dealings off the clock. She knew he ran the orphanage, but something didn’t feel right about how he eyed this young girl.
“Sir, all due respect but her wounds need to be-“
“I said I've got it, Nurse. now beat it.” he spat, cutting her off as he waved her out of the way, crouching in front of Chelsea and whispering something to her that Carmela couldn't hear. Whatever he said.. it got him what he wanted. The girls expression was somber, accepting, like someone who had no other choice but death. She slid off the bed and followed after the chief, but not before looking back a final time at Carmela to mouth.
“Help.”
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hi! i'm vilhelms/valērijs :3 i use it/he/morgue pronouns and am a gay aroace trans man
returning to tumblr after a long long time away and purging everything from this account to create new content for the internet.
current fandoms : saw, ducktales, bones, bbc ghosts, 9-1-1, sherlock, any 2010s cbbc show tbh, fantastic mr fox, and more! :D
i write fanfics sometimes on my ao3 @cruc1fixxl0vr [ xenogender tumblr by the same name is also mine!! ]
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introduction post?
hi! im liz, not a minor and not interested in interacting w them‼️
i honestly have the foggiest clue of how tumblr really works but adulthood has proven lonely and i need some new hobbies.
i was a big wattpad girly in my school years, reading, writing, and being part of the community was a huge positive influence in my life. during covid i really lost myself, once i started to battle those bad habits i realized “wow liz who the hell are you and what do you even like?” so here i am, jumping back into some of the things that bring me joy.
not sure what this is gonna be but i’m certainly having fun so far! im definitely gonna end up writing at some point. youre all so sweet and talented (and dare i say disgusting in the best way) it’s inspiring to say the least.
omg i love to crochet and rot in bed
im a retired emo kid (I have a bad ptv stick and poke to prove it) ], homestuck and aphmau when I was young young oh god I shouldn't put that out there, lowkey waterparks fanatic (gawsten forever), and survived my grey's anatomy /euphoria /criminal minds /TWD /breaking bad phase. LiS definitely my gay awakening. cs:go videos are my guilty pleasure. currently in my lana/ fionaapple/ femcel/ maybeimalesbian/ ohshitimanadult/ healing era, getting back into cod because my god this fandom wowed me.
please god if anyone has suggestions/advice let me know! i am in DESPARATE need of new hobbies
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