#OC: Evelyn McDaniel
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"When the world falls into the flames, we will rise again."
I got the chance to commission the super talented @mooreaux for a piece inspired by my upcoming fic (Collapse) and I am so glad I did. They did such an amazing job capturing the vibe I wanted, and did Evie and Joey so much justice. Definitely go commission them if you can!!
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A Raccoon City Meet Cute
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Warnings: Mentions of zombies, gore, and violence.
A/N: A commission for @euryalex <3
Of all the people in Raccoon City currently, Joey Hudson should be the least surprised to see Evie McDaniel sitting across from her in an abandoned subway station turned safe zone for U.B.C.S. members to ferry survivors out of the city. But she is shocked. And that is saying a lot given the things that she has seen in the past year.
“I recognize Ms. Valentine,” a gruff, accented voice calls out to her, breaking her out of her thoughts, “but I am not sure I recognize you.”
Get your shit together.
Joey steps forward onto the subway car where her former friend sits, brown eyes staring up at her, wide-eyed and possibly just as confused as her own. “Hudson.” She sighs, pushing back the dark hair matted to her bloodied and sweat-slicked forehead before extending a hand out to shake. “Joey Hudson. I work for S.T.A.R.S”
The corner of the older man’s mouth quirks up as he clasps her hand, his grip firm and calloused yet oddly friendly. “You must be new. My name is Mikhail Victor, U.B.C.S. platoon leader.”
Joey may be new to Raccoon City, but she is no stranger when it comes to surviving a zombie attack. It feels surreal to even think about, but she will never be able to forget that night out in the woods of Montana.
It was supposed to be a simple welfare check on a drifter that was camped out near the Whitetails National Park. What happened instead was beyond her comprehension. Danny’s screams as the person, no, the monster, tore into his flesh like her partner was the most delectable snack and the guttural moans and cries as the zombie chased her throughout the forest have haunted her dreams ever since.
“I guess you could say that,” she replies, trying to focus on the present and not let her mind drift back to the past, especially when a major part of it is sitting right in front of her, concern written all over her face. “I transferred out from Hope County a few months back.”
“Shit timing.”
Joey whips her head to the side, dark brown eyes boring into the shaggy haired man currently smirking smugly up at her as he loads, what appears to be, a military-grade weapon with ammo. Her mouth is barely opened to form a rebuttal when a soft voice calls out from the other side of the car; the sound rooting her right where she stands.
“Leave her alone, Oliveira. Can’t you see she’s had a rough night.”
Shifting her focus, Joey sees Evie in the corner, smiling sheepishly at her as she holsters her gun. “Thanks.”
Joey doesn’t know what to think of her former friend working for Umbrella. What happened to their shared morals and values? Of course at this moment it doesn’t even matter given that their city is being overrun with a greater threat, but her mind has been working overtime trying to figure out how they ended up on opposing sides in the first place.
“We’ve all had a rough night,” Jill says as she leans on the pole next to her. “But it’ll be even longer if we don’t get the subway up and running soon.”
“Exactly,” the younger man says as he stands, making his way to where the women and his platoon leader are gathered. “That’s why I need you to start heading out to the subway office soon, Valentine.”
Jill nods before turning her focus onto Joey. “You feel like joining me, Hudson? For old times sake?”
Joey lets out a laugh in response. It’s an exhausted and rugged one, but a laugh nonetheless. “You know I’ve got your back.”
The two haven’t known each other as long as Joey knew Danny, and they certainly don’t have that special bond that the two had from moving up the ranks together, but she has enjoyed working and getting to know Jill now that she’s a member of S.T.A.R.S
“Do you mind a plus one?”
Both Joey and Jill turn their heads to the source of the voice. Making her way sheepishly towards the pair is Evie, a soft smile plastered to her face and an indescribable look in her eyes.
“I could use an excuse to blow off some steam,” the blonde continues. “Besides, after that thing blew up my,” she pauses as Mikhail clears his throat, staring pointedly at her, “sorry, our plane, I’m of no use here.”
“You can say that again,” Carlos says, lightly teasing his friend.
Joey looks between the pair. Carlos with the goofy grin spreading up his cheeks and Evie, glaring playfully at her friend. A part of her can’t help but feel a little jealous, even if she knows deep down that her old friend doesn’t care for men in that way, but their repertoire still stings anyway.
“The gear still up on street level?,” Evie asks as she breezes past the S.T.A.R.S. members, her perfume, something woodsy and spicy, wafting through the air as she gets near.
Carlos nods, the grin on his face still ever-present. “Go kick some ass, ladies.”
Joey doesn’t miss the way both Jill and Evie almost simultaneously roll their eyes at the same time as they make their way onto the platform. She’s sure that says something about the type of friends she likes to surround herself with, but she doesn’t have the time nor the mental capacity to self-reflect on that at the current moment.
“Don’t worry about him,” Evie says as she starts to jog up the paved staircase. “Nothing will stop Carlos from flirting. Not even a little zombie outbreak.”
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The trio quickly assemble their gear once they reach the upper level. Extra ammo and first aid kits stuffed into the hip pouches fastened to their belts and body armor secured to their torsos as they deliberately make their way towards the entrance to the subway station; Jill taking the lead.
“It looks clear,” she says after scanning the streets for a few moments. “The subway office should only be a few blocks away. If we’re lucky it’ll stay this quiet.”
“I highly doubt that,” Evie mutters under her breath as they start to make their way out into the open.
The air is thick with nerves and tension as the three women work their way across the street. Sirens blare and smoke billows from each direction. It’s a sensory overload and not at all helping keep them calm and focused. Or at least it isn’t for Joey. If anything it’s bringing back the haunting memories of that night where she watched Danny be devoured alive by that monster; that zombie.
Sensing her unease, Evie quickens her pace to flank Joey. “Hey,” she says softly, soft enough for only her to hear, as she keeps her brown eyes fixed ahead of her. “What’s going on?”
Her former friend sounds genuinely concerned, empathy lacing each word. It’s enough to make her heart soften.
“Oh, you know,” she replies, laughing mirthlessly. “Just got pummeled out of a third story window by a hulking giant and had to dodge both him and these undead freaks before I could find safety. Just a normal night in Raccoon City.”
Her eyes quickly flicker to the side to see Evie staring back at her, a playful smile toying at her lips. “You got chased by that thing too? Carlos saved Valentine here from the same one.”
Jill doesn’t look back then, but she does nod in response. “The bastard seems to be going after members of S.T.A.R.S. He went after Vickers too.”
Her voice is tinged with anger and Joey can only surmise that Brad didn’t make it. She doesn’t question it, though. She may have liked the pilot, but keeping morale up as they make their way through a zombie-infested city to their destination is far more important.
The three keep steadily moving along the streets, guns aimed and at the ready should any immediate threat pop out to attack them. It’s only after a block of walking that something seems amiss; like they may have run into trouble.
It’s hot as they approach the sidewalk leading into the alleyway. Stifling hot. A garbage can had been lit on fire amidst the chaos and it clearly contained something flammable as it spread through the storefronts and out onto the grass.
“How the fuck are we supposed to get past this?,” Evie exclaims, gesticulating wildly at the flames as she looks around the street for something to put the fire out with.
“It looks like there’s a fire hydrant over there!”
Joey makes her way over to a building currently engulfed in flames. She shields her mouth and nose, trying to keep herself from inhaling smoke and debris. “If we can find a way around to the other end of the alley I think we can stop this fire from spreading and taking out more casualties.”
Evie rushes over to her, coughing a little as she gets near. “It does sound like a good plan. But the alley is a tight squeeze. If there’s more than one of those things back there we would be trapped.”
She knows that Evie is right. The fire plus the small space would ultimately be a death trap. But she doesn’t get time to ruminate on other options as she hears Jill call out to the pair, her voice frantic and worried.
“Guys! I think we have a situation over here!”
They can hear the aforementioned “situation” before they reach her. A horde of zombies stuck behind the gates that separated two businesses from each other, rattling and pulling at the wires holding it up in an attempt to get away from the spreading flames.
“They’re like a pack of wild dogs,” Joey observes.
Jill nods as she aims her gun at them. “Yeah and we need to deal with them before we can go anywhere.”
There’s barely any time for Evie and Joey to do the same as the gate collapses around them. Their screeches fill the air as the living dead come barreling out; some crawling over ones on the ground in an attempt to get to their next meal.
“Holy shit…,” Evie mutters under her breath.
Joey tries to aim but she doesn’t know where. There’s too many surrounding them and they’re outnumbered.
Stay calm, Hudson.
She repeats those words in her head like a mantra as one particularly gnarly zombie ambles towards her. The thing is on fire, pieces of its flesh hanging haphazardly from its face, and seems hellbent on taking a chunk out of her.
“Not today, asshole.”
Taking aim, she fires directly at its head, the bullet piercing through thick skin. But it doesn’t collapse despite the obvious wound where it had been shot.
“What the fuck?,” she cries out, backing up to put space between her and the zombie.
Joey hears bullets piercing the air as the guns ricochet off the undead around them, but she can only focus on this one. Lifting her gun, she shoots at one of its eyes, the fat squelching as it ruptures. Not wasting a single moment she does the same to the other one until it drops to the ground in front of her, burnt body seizing.
There’s a whoosh of air as Evie breezes past, bending down to bring a knife out of its holster. “You need to make sure they’re really dead. These fuckers don’t go down easy.”
Without warning, without even a thought, the blonde reaches out, hand fisting tightly into crisp hair to hold it still as she pushes the knife through its neck; practically severing the head from the spine. It’s ruthless and some might even say cruel, but Joey feels a warmth spread throughout her as she watches her former friend.
“What?,” she asks, a look of confusion in her brown eyes. “They’re already dead.”
Joey reaches out a hand to help Evie up, heart racing as their hands connect. “It’s - It’s not that.”
She doesn’t get a chance to explain as Jill’s voice drags them back to the fight; back to the present. Turning around she sees over half a dozen dead zombies loitering the street, not including the one that her and Evie just killed in a joint effort.
“You two go check for a way to put this fire out while I lure them away,” Jill gestures at the three stragglers lumbering around on the street; their bullet-ridden bodies barely able to stand up anymore.
Joey nods in agreement as she tugs Evie to follow her down the street. If any one of them is capable of taking down a pack of zombies by themselves it would be Jill Valentine.
“Well, that was fun.”
Evie grins at her, her face so full of life despite being covered in blood and scrapes. It makes Joey want nothing more than to survive this outbreak. So she can get to know this new version of her friend and so they can have girl’s nights with Jill that don’t involve blasting the heads off of the formerly living citizens of their city. And maybe? Maybe she wants something more to come out of their friendship too.
“Yeah. Yeah, it was,” Joey replies, a soft smile on her face. “But we have a lot more work to do.”
#joey hudson#oc: evelyn mcdaniel#jill valentine#ship: joey x evie#resident evil#far cry 5#crossover fic#my fics#commissions open
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Ship Moodboard | Evelyn McDaniel x Joey Hudson | commission for the wonderful @euryalex
"With love, always."
Second version with a slightly different coloring below because I always make variations <3
#had so much fun working on this one <3#friends ocs#friends wip#friends ships#fc5 ocs#far cry 5 oc#far cry 5#fc5 fandom#oc: evelyn mcdaniel#joey hudson#commissions#edits#myedits#designs#graphic commissions#graphic design#original characters#ship moodboard#moodboard#character moodboard#moodboards#aesthetic moodboard#aesthetics
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Evie Rivera (RDR2) | Evelyn McDaniels (RDR2) | Phoebe Ash-Seed (FCND)
I felt like doing some more of these for a few of my other ladies! If you want to see Dove, Vivian, and Valerie check them out here!
If you’d like to do some, the link to the picrew is here!
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I’ve seen.
Evelyn mcdaniels/ Evangeline.
Sarah McCoy.
Mac McCoy
Travis west
Those I have seen.
So? If someone shittslked her oc why didn’t she defend her? I wouldn’t have changed it completely. Tell her to change it back….its her ORIGINAL. Oc. So.
So she has to change it back to Clara Montgomery her original oc and those names you listed off was the last name copied to
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You’ll Be Fine
my gift for @euryalex for @scungilliwoman ‘s Far Cry 5 Anniversary event featuring Joey Hudson and Deputy Evie McDaniel!
I hope I did them justice!
Deputy Evelyn McDaniel was exhausted. Her overworked muscles ached, bruises and scrapes covered her arms and legs, and her ears still rang from the sound of gunfire and explosions of her most recent battle. But for the first time in weeks, her weariness was tempered by relief. John Seed was dead. His bunker destroyed, and his captives freed. And one of those newly rescued people was Evie’s girlfriend, Deputy Joey Hudson.
Evie and Joey sat together now,on a bench outside of the Spread Eagle bar, a first aid kit open on Evie’s lap. Joey would need further treatment for malnourishment and chronic dehydration, but for now those with life threatening injuries required attention from the few resistance members with professional medical training first. And so Evie had taken over Joey’s care; carefully wiping away dried blood and disinfecting cuts with hands that shook despite her best efforts to control them.
Joey’s hand shook too as she clutched a plastic water bottle, taking occasional sips, staring at the ground. She had spoken very little since their escape from the bunker, but as Evie finished wrapping gauze around a burn on her wrist, she set the water bottle down and grasped Evie’s hand.
Their eyes met.
“Joey,” Evie started, then swallowed, “Joey,” she said again, “I’m….I’m so sorry, I shoulda been there sooner, shoulda never let them take you at all I,” she couldn’t help the tears falling as regret and guilt tore at her heart,“I’m sorry.”
“Oh, Evie,” Joey said, her eyes also glistening in the neon light, “please don’t. Never be sorry. When…when I first saw you in that bunker I just,” she took a shaky breath, closed her eyes, opened them, “Evie, I never…I mean I always knew you would come for me. That you would do everything you could but…..I didn’t think he’d let me go. I figured he would kill me before he let you take me.” She began to sob.
Evie quickly wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, holding her tight. Joey pressed her face into Evie’s shoulder,clutching the fabric of her t-shirt as if afraid the deputy might disappear.
“I’m just so, so afraid,” she said in between sniffles, “that I’ll wake up and I’ll be back…..there.”
“Shhh,” Evie said, stroking Joey’s hair. It was tangled and greasy from weeks without a wash, but Evie didn’t care. She pressed her lips gently to the top of Joey’s head. “I’m real, I’m here. And I’m never gonna leave you ever again.”
Joey pulled back, and smiled at Evie, although her lip still trembled and her cheeks twitched.
“That’s a little unrealistic, don’t you think?” she said with a shaky chuckle.
“Nope,” said Evie, “I mean it. Get ready to have me around 24/7.”
“Oh boy,” Joey said, rubbing the back of her hand across her face. She reached over and cupped Evie’s chin. “I love you so much, you know.”
And she leaned forward and planted a light, soft kiss to Evie’s lips. Evie caught her wrist, brushing her thumb over the rough gauze bandage.
“I love you, too,” she whispered, before drawing Joey in for another hug.
The two women sat in silence for a moment, holding each other, basking in the relief of being together again. The warmth of their skin beneath their injuries and their mingling heartbeats reassuring each other that they were here and they were alive; something that until an hour ago seemed almost impossible. Finally, as the faint glimmer of the rising sun began to show over the buildings of Fall’s End and the first morning birds started singing, Evie stood up and stretched. She winced as her joints popped audibly.
“C’mon,” she said, tugging at Joey’s sleeve, “let’s get you a shower, stinky.”
“Hey!” Joey laughed, standing up more slowly and draping an arm over Evie’s shoulder; her legs were still a bit wobbly. “You joining me for that too?”
“Well…..only if ya want me to,” Evie said with a grin.
#Amanda thank you so much for putting this together#it was so fun and just what we all needed I think#far cry 5#oc: evelyn mcdaniel#Joey Hudson#Joey Hudson/oc#far cry 5 oc#fc5 fanfic#fc5 anniversary gift exchange#my writing
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A little sketch of @euryalex OC Evelyn I did yesterday :D
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hello can I have a moodboard for Evie and Joey pls 👉👈 or just evie 👀💖
you sure can 👀
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They are beauty, they are grace, they will punch you in the face ♥
Evie and Rheese’ holy war adventures
Evelyn McDaniel is the lovely amazing oc from @joeyhxdson
#i love them both#deputy evelyn mcdaniel#deputy rheese anne bennett#far cry 5#obligatory screenshot tag#sched
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What's your favourite oc's in the fandom and if you don't want to answer that, what's your favourite fc5 fanfics?
Wow, anon; you really want me to skate on thin ice, huh?
Okay, so, full disclosure: I'm still new to this fandom, and haven't yet explored all that people have to offer on here, but I do simp for my mutuals' OC and some of the OCs that float around my dash enough for me to recognize and go Heart Eyes Motherfucker: not gonna tag anybody, so: Wesley Brooks, Rafael Estrada, Lyra Fairbanks, Ryan and Jude Ramsey, Wren Blake, Randy Miller, Elizabeth Parker, Diana Baker, Rhiannon Hale, Rheese Bennett, Alice Riley, Minnow Winter, Cooper McCoy, Irina Carter, Evelyn McDaniel, Elle Parker, Billy Bluebird, Matthew Rook, Regan Faulkner, Hannah Ferris, August Anderson, the Jensen sisters, Colby Lobo, Alec Roberts. Those are just the few from the top of my head. I have a lot of simp to give, and there’s plenty of more to come once I venture out of my circles, to be sure. X
( and the fact that I only needed to fact-check two names is;;; disconcerting. )
As for fanfics: I only read a few of the top kudo-ed ones properly on AO3 as an introduction to the Far Cry 5 thotery sort of thing, and the ones I really loved were:
Devotion: A Family Affair by doodnoice—very ambitious and well-written; shame it doesn’t have more chapters.
come a little closer by lowtides—I fell in love with Jacob with this one.
Heroin by infradead—this slapped me so hard I decided to join a fandom because of it. Even became a John thot after. Wow.
Otherwise, I am hella open to some recs, and I still have a lot of fics to read that I had bookmarked for when I actually have the time for it. x
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🐤 😳
Prompt: Send me a 🐤 for a Tweet my muse would make about yours./ Note: the link in the original post for generating a tweet doesn’t work for me, so I made my own template.
#ty for the ask <3#Calahan's tweet on#oc: evelyn mcdaniel#oc: calahan hartley#friends ocs#my ocs#fc5 deputy#tweet ask game#ask game#ask prompt#oc ask game#oc ask prompts#myedits
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Honestly. Yes I’d have left it. What’s making her look so bad is every time she recreates a new blog, her said oc has a new name/fc. Which is honestly strange. Your OC’s/ fc/ names has only changed a few times and then back. That’s why nobody’s posting about you. I’m being honest because I don’t like for others to bully someone & not know the story. I’ve never seen the name Clara Montgomery before in my life. I’ve seen Sarah McCoy. So? Maybe she copied that oc.😁 Evelyn ? I’ve been Evangeline rose / and McDaniels. Yet, she magically has an oc, with the same name. Convince your sister to change it back & leave it.
Okay and if she changes it back she’s not gonna get blocked again for changing it thanks you for being honest to us
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(Art by me, @joeyhxdson)
Full name: Evelyn Elizabeth McDaniel
Age: 27 (FC5), 44 (FC:ND)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian
Relationship: Joey Hudson
Occupation: Junior Deputy (FC5), Judge of New Eden (FC:ND)
Game: Far Cry 5, Far Cry: New Dawn
A short description about your OC: After her father passed away, she joined the Sheriff’s Department in his honour - and also because she wanted a reason to move back to Hope County for her girlfriend Joey. She’s one of the few deputies Whitehorse still trusts, which is why she’s the one to arrest Joseph Seed. Things go wrong, however, and she fights for her life and for Hope County. Sadly, Joseph was right and the Collapse does come, and she ends up in a bunker with him for nearly a decade, while her girlfriend crawls from the wreckage and is saved by Grace Armstrong. They reunite after seventeen years when Joey returns to Hope County as the Captain of Security. Evelyn slowly heals, after becoming the Judge, but the scars remain.
A mention to you/your blog or a link to your OC’s tag: @joeyhxdson and her tag
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