Hi everyone, you can call me Dragonfly (she/they)! This blog is where I share my fanfics and also just post and reblog about whatever I’m interested in at the moment (mostly Resident Evil).
In reference to my fanfics, I’m very new to the world of fanfic writing so I’m still learning and finding my writing style. At the moment I primarily write for characters from Resident Evil. Most of my writing is for fem reader, and I will write fics that contain fluff, angst and smut.
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OMG yes, I love Claire x Jill! Thank you for suggesting this, I will definitely be keeping this in mind for future fics 👀 Also sorry this took me so long to answer, the past few days have been very busy for me 😭
Do you write character/character or x reader fics only? Thanks
Hi! 💞 I only have experience in writing x reader fics as of right now but I am definitely open to writing character/character fics for characters from the resident evil universe! Do keep in mind that I primarily write for wlw/ sapphic relationships if you would like to suggest a character/character fic for me to write 🫶 thank you for your question!
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Your girlfriend that had been dead for over two years.
Three months that your dead girlfriend has been alive and refused to see you.
Chris came to you the second he suspected she may be alive, he told you everything every step of the way. He was the one that came to your door after the mission was finished and told you she was in fact alive. That she was at her house, healing and recovering. That she didn't want to see you.
Obviously that didn't stop you from going to her house and begging her to let you in. She didn't. She ignored all your knocks, and all your pleas. You knew from both Chris and Claire that she's doing a lot better now, both mentally and physically.
You can't even begin to describe how much it hurt for her to turn you away.
Especially after you waited so long for her.
You blink back to reality, the tv droning on in the background. You sigh and shake your head as you turn the TV off and pull yourself off the couch.
You keep saying you'll stop sitting around drowning in your sorrows. Obviously, it's easier said then done.
Walking back to your room, choosing to sleep through your heartbreak when you hear a soft knock on the door.
You are hesitant for a moment, debating whether to answer it or continue your journey to your warm, cozy bed.
Ultimately, you decide there's a small chance it's important, and you don't want to wake from your slumber to dozens of missed calls or texts.
You groan and stomp your way back to the living room and to the front door. You freeze when you swing it open.
You expected a salesman or church recruiter far more than you expected Jill.
A little part of you had started to accept your relationship as a loss. She looks the same. Well, mostly the same.
Her hair is a shade or two darker. Chris had told you how she almost immediately dyed her hair brown again after getting back. Something about not wanting to see such a big reminder in the mirror.
"I'm sorry." Are the first words spoken. Her voice is raspier than usual. Or maybe you're misremembering after all this time without hearing it.
"Do you want to come in?" You ask without thinking. It feels surreal that she's here in front of you. You knew she was alive but finally seeing her face to face, confirms that it's real.
After a brief pause, she nods and makes her way into your home. It feels no different than before.
"It's really late, Jill."
"I know." She sits on your couch in the same spot she always has. "I've been thinking. A lot. I realized that it's really unfair to you, to keep waiting any longer."
She looks away sharply, not before you see the glisten in her eyes.
"I just want to know why." You take your usual place next to her, leaving a little more space than you would before.
"You were the first thing I thought of when I finally broke through." She still looks the opposite direction. "I could feel how long it's been. I was really scared that you moved on, but when I talked to Chris, afterwards, he told me that you haven't. And at first I was so happy that I got to come home to you but then I thought about what I put you through-"
"Jill." It comes out barely a whisper. "That wasn't your fault."
"It was, though. I chose to jump out that window, thinking it would kill us both."
"You did the right thing. "You pull her hand into yours. The movement makes her drag her attention to you. Really looking at you for the first time. "Wesker needed to be stopped."
"Exactly. I realized that I wasn't going to stop what I do. Even after what happened, I need to help get rid of all these monsters. But I couldn't bear the thought of hurting you like that again."
"What?" She begins to pull away but you pull her hand closer. You scoot closer to her on the couch as she watches your reaction to her words. You can tell by her expression she expects you to agree. "That's insane, c'mon."
"No it's not! I don't want to hurt you again."
"You didn't hurt me Jill! Losing you hurt me. And I gladly deal with any pain in the world, if I meant having you with me for one more second. You can't even begin to understand what I felt when Chris told me you might be alive."
"I didn't want to turn you away. I just couldn't bring myself to accept it." The tears are fully forming in her waterline now. Your eyes begin to well up the same way. A million different emotions run through you as you sit here with her.
"I don't care about anything other than you. I love you for who you are, and you wouldn't be you if you didn't keep doing what you do."
She lets out a teary chuckle.
"I get it." You sigh. "You've been through a lot, and I should've given you a little more space to adjust."
"No." She connects her gaze with yours. "I want to be around you, I want to do everything with you."
"So," you drag on, "what does this mean?"
"What do you mean?"
"We can't just pick up where we left off." Despite how much you want to. She has too much healing to do, to put any focus in a relationship.
A small smile makes its way to her face. "Says who?"
"Jill, c'mon it's been almost three years. We gotta ease back into things" Seeing her smile, makes you smile as well. A single smile can't express how happy you are to see her again, but it feels good to do anyway.
"Nope, I don't think so."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. Actually I think we should take it a step further."
"Further?"
"I think we should move in together."
A sharp, unbelieving laugh escapes you.
"Yesterday you didn't even want to see me now you want to live together full time?"
"I did want to see you! I thought we established that already."
"Sorry I'm just trying to get my facts straight. I must've forgotten how crazy you are." You suddenly notice how close you two have become, still holding hands, leaning into each other but not yet touching.
"Two years without you must've changed me."
"You still have so much to get through.. I don't know if taking such a big step is a good idea."
She clearly disapproves of your words. She shakes her head with a tiny grin and moves her hand to hold the side of your face.
"I don't want to miss a second with you. We'll find some cute place with a garden. Get the cat you've always begged for-"
"Tsk well.."
"What?"
"I have a cat."
"Are you kidding me?" She says in mock offense.
"My girlfriend died, I needed comfort!"
"Well. I guess I understand." She looks down in disapproval.
You snicker lightly, "we can get another one I swear." You place a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Does this mean you'll say yes."
"Well if you say it'll help you heal, how could I possibly deny?"
She brings your face to hers. It feels surreal to kiss her again.
"You will never, ever, ignore me for three months again."
"Never again. I don't want to be away from you ever again.
"Awww you're such a cutie."
"A cutie? Seriously?"
"Yup, my little cutie."
"Nevermind I'm leaving."
"You're stuck with me."
She leans into you laughing, her head landing on your shoulder.
"Good." She whispers and suddenly the world feels right again.
Hi, thank you so much for your ask! 💞 I don’t take fic requests at the moment but I am always open to suggestions, so I do encourage you to let me know any thoughts you may have for what I could write next! I would really appreciate hearing your ideas 🫶
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sending asks is so scary what if i sneezed on my keyboard and mistyped my entire adress and misgendered everyone and mispelled every single word and also typed my password into the message. what then. once the ask is sent who knows what it looks like. i couldve tyepd anything
When it comes to your relationship I actually don't think Jill gets super jealous about older women. That's not to say that she doesn't worry about them, but it's different from traditional jealousy.
Jill knows it's hypocritical, but she's very very cautious about other older women and they way they interact with you. She worries that your relationship with her sends a message to them saying pursue me i'm young and like older women!! And she thinks that the kind of woman that actively seeks out someone your age is not the kind of woman she wants around you. She knows that you're not stupid. She's aware that you're an adult and you can take care of yourself. But she has this visceral need to protect what is hers.
So she just lets you know, I think she was flirting with you, be careful.
Its part territorial, but mostly pure love. She wants you safe, needs it, really.
Jill does get more traditionally jealous when she sees a younger woman flirting with you, though. And she's smart enough to realize that it's like, a her issue... but she genuinely can't help it. All bets are off, she feels like she's twenty-three again.
You two are out at a bar and the bartender won't stop complimenting you and your looks, she keeps on finding every excuse to touch you. Every trick in the book being used and Jill clocks it immediately because she wrote the goddamn book. She tries to be polite, but sort of fails. The huffs, the pouts, the glares and eye rolls. So you introduce her as your girlfriend and keep your hand rested on her thigh. The bartender gets the hint and backs off. You kiss her after it's been long enough that Jill knows that it's just for her and you're not putting on a show.
Despite all of that, Jill stews.
When you get home, you hear all about it. Jill complains, eye twitching, frustrated. She's not mad at you, she keeps on reiterating that. To which you respond in the softest, sweetest, amused voice, I know baby.
When she's finally done you're nothing but reassuring.
Jill knows she has your heart. Any jealousy she experiences is rarely ever a direct result of your actions. But in her eyes you're the best thing that's ever graced this shitty planet, she knows what other people would be willing to do to make you theirs. So sometimes she just gets a little mine mine mine.
