KiraDaDemon
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Before the Spencer Mansion incident and subsequent destruction of Raccoon City, you trusted Captain Wesker. Some were wary of him, and you may have been the same at some point. But you became special. He wanted you, in his way. You saw sides of him that no one else would ever know, yet even those were given to you with careful intention. You only saw what he wanted you to see.
Perhaps that’s part of what made your involvement with Jill Valentine so special in comparison. Honesty, kindness, simplicity. There was no one else like her in the world.
Ten years later, both Jill and Wesker are gone. Raccoon City survivors have summons from the US government, and you see faces you never thought you'd see again. Can you survive lies, love, hatred, lust? Can you keep chasing sex to quiet your own thoughts?
[A self-indulgent excuse to appreciate many Resident Evil characters in one work. Reader may be suffering from sexual addiction.]
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25 Feb 2026
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There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
- "Anthem" by Leonard Cohen---
Heisenberg flashes his teeth, starting to speak, but you talk over him. "I agreed to your game, and I'm not going back on my word."
Heisenberg's lips pause barely parted. He watches you, chin tilting down - a clue that behind the sunglasses, he's looking you up and down.
He leans forward slightly, his weight pressing into the soles of his boots. Gunmetal grey hair swaying. "We both know," he says your name in a low, gravelly pitch, "this is no longer a game."
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You followed a fairytale deep into Romanian woods and found yourself inside a nightmare.
And the Iron Steed of lore found you.
Fighting for freedom has unexpected complications for both of you.Bookmarked by KiraDaDemon
28 Jan 2026
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More in Turn is Due by lotus_blossoms
Updated: 2026-01-24
Work ID: 73338516Relationship Tags:
• Karl Heisenberg/Reader
• Karl Heisenberg/You
• Karl Heisenberg & ReaderWork Summary:
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
- "Anthem" by Leonard Cohen---
Heisenberg flashes his teeth, starting to speak, but you talk over him. "I agreed to your game, and I'm not going back on my word."
Heisenberg's lips pause barely parted. He watches you, chin tilting down - a clue that behind the sunglasses, he's looking you up and down.
He leans forward slightly, his weight pressing into the soles of his boots. Gunmetal grey hair swaying. "We both know," he says your name in a low, gravelly pitch, "this is no longer a game."
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You followed a fairytale deep into Romanian woods and found yourself inside a nightmare.
And the Iron Steed of lore found you.
Fighting for freedom has unexpected complications for both of you.(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/02/17
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You have always suffered in silence because of your ability to read minds. But then you found someone that only you could hear--you and the man hosting him.
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Bookmarked by KiraDaDemon
21 Oct 2020
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Thinking Out Loud by Dem0nLight
Updated: 2025-03-31
Work ID: 16793785Relationship Tags:
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You have always suffered in silence because of your ability to read minds. But then you found someone that only you could hear--you and the man hosting him.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/02/03
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I Hunt Killers by Mossoteric
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV), Hannibal Lecter Series - All Media Types
09 Apr 2023
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What happens when a psychiatrist brainwashes their child-patient into subconsciously identifying killers?
What if that child grew into a teen with extensive knowledge of how best to end a life?
And what if they grew up into a nice shy adult, as meek as a kitten?Why, you would get a killer that hunts killers of course!
Without even knowing!Please enjoy this fic feat. a Reader who has subconsciously been hunting killers since her youth.
With a fresh scholarship to Virginia's culinary school, and a fresh recommendation for a new psychiatrist by the name of Doctor Lecter, what could possibly go wrong?
Or right?- Language:
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Bookmarked by KiraDaDemon
29 Jan 2021
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Updated: 2023-04-09
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What happens when a psychiatrist brainwashes their child-patient into subconsciously identifying killers?
What if that child grew into a teen with extensive knowledge of how best to end a life?
And what if they grew up into a nice shy adult, as meek as a kitten?Why, you would get a killer that hunts killers of course!
Without even knowing!Please enjoy this fic feat. a Reader who has subconsciously been hunting killers since her youth.
With a fresh scholarship to Virginia's culinary school, and a fresh recommendation for a new psychiatrist by the name of Doctor Lecter, what could possibly go wrong?
Or right?(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/02/03
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"V thought she’d sworn off men like Johnny years ago. Bad boys were great when you were eighteen and looking for a bit of fun, but weren’t much more than a careful distraction from responsibility and attachment. She’d had her share of them for sure, from mercs to drug dealers to gangsters, but never a rockerboy – they were, after all, a dead breed. Not like the one sat next to her. What happened, she wondered, when a rockerboy grew up? When he died? When he rose from the dead and figured, hey, maybe not everything was about him after all . . ."
The romance we deserved between Female V and Johnny, set during and after main plot.
Bookmarked by KiraDaDemon
06 Sep 2021
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Updated: 2022-02-08
Work ID: 28811067Relationship Tags:
• Johnny Silverhand/Female V - Relationship
• Johnny Silverhand & Female V - RelationshipWork Summary:
"V thought she’d sworn off men like Johnny years ago. Bad boys were great when you were eighteen and looking for a bit of fun, but weren’t much more than a careful distraction from responsibility and attachment. She’d had her share of them for sure, from mercs to drug dealers to gangsters, but never a rockerboy – they were, after all, a dead breed. Not like the one sat next to her. What happened, she wondered, when a rockerboy grew up? When he died? When he rose from the dead and figured, hey, maybe not everything was about him after all . . ."
The romance we deserved between Female V and Johnny, set during and after main plot.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/02/03
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