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Bio

Is way too invested with that danger noodle parasite in a Tyrant boi meat sack. I promise I like humans and adore Jill lots. I tend to show my love for Resident Evil in disturbing ways. A dA and a FFN account gather dust under the same name (TheTentacleCommander, eh). There's a tumblr now.

Current Fic Priority:
On a Devil’s Wings
Domesticity
To Teach a (b)oy
Ghandon’s Reports
Nemesis and Jill Go to Horny Jail
That Time A Liar Met a Robot
One-offs happen whenever.

Waymaiden Jelecia: IC original ritual/religious erotic eldritch horror story project.

SerpentineAndWet: In the before time, I used to be an erotica writer. Original adult works get parked here.

SoftTentacledJazz: My softer and cuddlier RE content account. Monsterfuckery but fluffy-ish.

TheTentacleCommander: Mostly houses my Nemesis/Jill crackfic project/verse. It's crackish, squicky yet keeps a grimdark tone spanning from ideas and rps as far back as 2010. If you do not like monsters and ladies doing not wholesome things, slow descents into depression/mental issues, unsavory implications on Nemmy's origins, morally ambiguous to pitch-black level decisions and no one having clean hands...turn away. This story is a Vidalia onion of fridge horror, surreal, and harsher in hindsight moments with an intentional Greek Tragedy bent. The overall time span ranges from pre-Lisa Trevor to 1999 RE3 canon (sans a few situational changes/tweaks like Nikolai dying and obviously Nemmy living) to RE5 where it all goes off the rails AU. Warning: It goes for the throat in its' intensity.

Tropes I Enjoy: 'Murdery Monster bf would really hurt me if he thought it'd fix things' 'hinted at bad implications' 'menacing wordplay' 'fucked up hot' ALL THE RED FLAGS 'Nem bringing that BDE'

 

There but for the grace of Daddy Nemmy's Dick go I!