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[aeonloves]

“Please don’t say you love me”

“Then what’s the issue? What went wrong that it has to go this way? Where’s the problem? I’ll fix it” He was getting angry, she could tell he was, but it was at no one in particular. The anger definitely didn’t feel like it was towards her, nor would it be towards himself because she just told him that it wasn’t his fault. She knew Leon was one to blame himself for many things, and maybe he was mad at himself right now, but about what? He’s been nothing but good to her, so she didn’t know what he’d doubt himself for enough to blame this one.

“Leon, it’s me. Okay? I’m the problem here” Ada admitted, unable to get any other reasoning that wouldn’t get him to blame himself over and over for it.

Or; Ada breaking up with Leon for his own good

— aeon angst week, day 2 - break up

[marisaeon]

Aeon angst week day 4 -

Nightmares/night terrors ── (Not finished in picture! :))

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Leon had woken up to the spot next to him empty, her warmth still there. He reaches out to touch the spot where she laid before noticing a light coming from underneath his bedroom door. He raised his head, deciding to investigate.

Ada sat at the dining room table. Seemingly spaced out, a melancholy expression on her face. She was subconsciously tracing shapes onto the table with her fingertip, softly.

Leon could tell something was wrong. "Everything alright?" he asked, stepping closer to sit next to her.

Her lips purse, looking over at him before turning her attention to her hands.

"Yeah. Just couldn't sleep."

He tried to read her expression, something he did often. It was harder now that she wasn't looking at him.

"You were sleeping earlier. Did something wake you up?"

Ada stays silent, thinking of what to say. She puts her hands in her lap, before immediately putting them back on the table.

"You know you can tell me anything, right?" He puts a hand on hers.

This made her look at him. Taking in a breath, she finally answers, truthfully. "I had a nightmare..." She looked down, beginning to tear up for who knows why. She's not about to cry in front of him...

"This is childish. I feel like a toddler asking her parent to tuck her in because there's a monster underneath the bed. Except... the monster wouldn't go away."

They both have dreams like this all the time, ones that make them stay awake and just remember everything. Ones that make them remember all the things they tried so hard to forget.

"What's wrong with me? Why can't I just forget." Her tears escape her eyes, falling onto her thighs in droplets.

Leon could feel his chest tighten. The times where Ada shows her emotions are rare, and her crying hit him like a bus.

"There's nothing wrong with you, Ada. No matter what, you can't forget whatever happened. It's not your fault." He squeezed her hand.

"I feel like it is, sometimes." She wipes at her eyes.

Leon slowly wrapped his arms around her, and she leaned into him. She suddenly doesn't care about trying to hide her tears. Deep down, she knows they won't talk about this again. They sit there for a while, the silence filled with Ada's soft cries speak for themselves.

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I wanted to write ada crying... Let ada cry!

(｡•́︿•̀｡) my babies

Guys... It's 11:58pm where I am GUESS WHO GOT THIS OUT BEFORE 12AM YEAHH THATS ME WOOHOO. (I wasn't feeling very well and couldn't add finishing touches till just now. But we're here! Tysm for reading, I hope you enjoyed.)

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

i didn't have enough time to make anything for aeon angst week and i was also just a bit overwhelmed with all the weeks lol

BUT ALSO THAT MEANS I GET TO EAT HEHEHE

i love that the fandom all gets together during these weeks so thank u to the people organizing them! @aeonloves

[aeonloves]

“Say you’ll remember me” “I… I'm sorry, okay? I can't remember you” he gave up on thinking, taking a deep breath and holding it in. He felt the woman still, her hands dropping back to her sides and her mouth opening for a second before closing it again, she was so unsure of what to say to him right now.

“What do you mean?” She asked, and he could tell that her voice was disappointed in a way, and it made him sick to the stomach, but there it was, that was her voice, he knew her voice for sure now, maybe he can recall the letters he can from her with her actual voice now.

“I don't know”

Or; Leon slowly forgets Ada — aeon angst week, day 3 - amnesia

[aeonloves]

“I try to call you everyday”

“You’re staring at her again” Leon huffed as he looked away from Ada and back over to Ashley who was seated beside him. He looked into the younger’s eyes for a second before dropping his head with frustration to his desk. They were in a literature class right now, and Ashley has decided to stop by Leon’s class for a bit because she didn’t want to attend gym.

“What am I supposed to do?” He whined into the desk, putting his arms over his head as he closed his eyes and tried to get his mind off Ada for once, but she was right there, two desks away from him, and he couldn’t help but catch himself looking over at her every time he wrote something into his notebook.

Or; Leon has a crush on Ada but never says anything — aeon angst week, day 6 - unrequited love

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Aeon angst week day 5 -

Death ── (Wow look at me using a different image)

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Coughing up her own blood, Ada can't help but find it harder to keep up breathing with her heart beating heavily. Blood coats her side as she holds it, collapsed onto the ground. She's never truly been afraid of death... It's a shame, really.

"Ada!" Leon yelled out, running up to her. He kneeled down on the ground where she laid, and pulled her so that she can sit up against him. Things were getting out of hand on this mission, chaos wiping out yet another city.

"Leon," his name comes out in a small whisper. "Get out of here, please."

"I can't just leave you here! Let me help you." He put a hand on the hand that was pressing on her wound.

She shook her head. "There's no saving this," Ada reaches out her hand weakly and it falls onto his shoulder. "But there's saving you." Her hand slowly falls limply down his chest.

"Ada..." He repeats her name again, louder and louder. She's unresponsive.

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Damn Leon, stop hauling up all the herbs for yourself! (I'm sorry)

This is a day late, but better late than never! I'm sorry, I wasn't feeling very well yesterday either.

(I love them in Umbrella chronicles tho?! Her death scene is JUST AGH wish they didn't have Leon's perspective of the kiss tho it looks... Hmm..)

[marisaeon]

Aeon angst week day 1 -

Right person, wrong time ──

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They've always known. Loving each other isn't simple. Not something they can happily do for the rest of their lives. Each encounter becomes more anticipated as they get older, and can't be seen together. When they're the first thing on each other's mind everyday, it can't be helped.

Ada occasionally visits him, slow conversations are shared between them. However, in the end it's just them talking in body language, rather than actually telling each other how they feel.

The years go by in a flash, and each encounter feels shorter than the last.

When they meet during missions, and things get chaotic, they're forced to remain exchanging glances, unspoken words at the tip of their tongues. They've always wished for a different life. Both living the lives of someone they don't even think is themselves. No matter what happens, the other is in the picture. Not just a different life, but a different life with 'you.'

Maybe in another life, I can love you.

Everything is swallowed back, and saved for... whenever the time is right.

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This day gave me a bit of trouble, but that's all me! I can't wait to see what other people did with this idea, and I thank velo for giving me something to write o(≧▽≦)o

I hope you stick around for all the days.

I'm not an angst writer, I'm all fluff, if you read my other works. But that just makes the challenge even better. Thanks for reading!

[marisaeon]

Aeon angst week day 2 -

Break up (Vendetta Leon!)

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She grabs the whiskey bottle as he sets it down on the coffee table in front of him. She begins walking away with it, not saying anything. He, drunk and thoughtless, runs up and grabs the bottle back from her.

This was the first time he's done something like that. Ada was not having it.

"Give it back, Leon." She holds out her hand, shooting a glare at him.

"No.. Wh-why would I? This is mine." He took another swig.

"Leon! You've had enough. I told you to stop with this already."

"You always think I'm a problem. I'm just a man trying to enjoy his vacation." His words slurred together, almost a mumble.

Ada scoffed, turning her head away. As if she wasn't right here. Can't he enjoy his vacation with her? She's always been in this house with him since. She doesn't understand.

"You-"

"I can do what I want!" He cuts her off, yelling his frustration.

She does the same, "Fine! Have your fun." Her voice cracks as she walks away, grabbing some of her belongings in her hand in a rush. Ada puts on her shoes, ready to go out the door.

"Ada! Wait- don't go.." He stumbled towards her.

She picked up a glass from a nearby table, and threw it at the floor near his feet. "Stay away from me." She looks at him, tears of frustration forming in her eyes.

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I think I get to the point too quickly when writing ITS A PROBLEM

(´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡ ty for reading

[marisaeon]

Aeon angst week day 3 -

Amnesia ── (Not finished in picture :))

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She used to think she finally found happiness. Accepting the fact that she's capable of loving someone is more difficult than ever. In finally doing so, she was happy everyday, living with him.

Growing closer than ever, sharing conversations past midnight, being able to sleep with the comfort of the other there. That was love.

She's never loved anyone before, not truly. The love for Leon is real, and she doesn't know if anyone could ever replace that. Matter of fact, she knows nobody would. The little things he did when she was down, buying her favorite foods rather than a pile of jewels. As much as she would let him know, he remembered and used for the next time.

Until one day, that all came crashing down. Just one accident and he doesn't remember her. One accident and he doesn't remember the very woman he swore he'd never forget.

Ada would visit him in the hospital, he, unaware and unconscious. Spending hours there by his side, hoping he'd wake up soon.

People rarely came into his room, suggesting he'd be leaved to rest and just get his hourly needs.

This gave her more time to spend with him, she didn't want anyone to know she was here. A private marriage was kept even after all these years, to keep them safe.

She's starting to regret that now, knowing that she'll have to steal information to find out what's wrong with him rather than just hearing the news as his spouse. It wasn't anything new to her, she supposes.

Ada holds his hand, he's so unresponsive it feels as though he's dead. It's not the same to when she would hold his hand in bed as he slept, slowly awakening at her touch. She so hoped he would though, maybe she would be the one to wake up. Wake up from a terrible dream. This felt all too real, and it was.

Later, she was fast asleep, tears dried up on her face and her makeup smeared throughout. She looked like a mess, and she didn't feel any better. A faint noise woke Ada up as the door began to open, she quickly got up and hid in the somewhat large room.

Just a nurse coming in to fix his IV, and check his vitals. The room is silent as she does so, nobody to talk to anyway. Since the only other person in the room was unconscious, or at least she thought was the only person.

A heartbeat later, the nurse gasps, "Leon?" She runs to his side, noticing he had opened his eyes, and is regaining consciousness.

"Oh my.. I'll be right back, okay?!" She ran out of the room to go collect the doctors.

Ada let out a soft gasp herself, realizing that he was finally awake. She wanted to go out there and embrace him so bad, but she knew it wouldn't be too long till a whole group of people came into this room. Her heart feels like it's beating out her of chest, she can hear it in her ears as her blood pools. So much that she had to remind herself to breathe, and take slower breaths. This wasn't like her, she needed to calm down. He was going to be alright...

She rubs at her eyes, black and reds stain her fingers.

A group of doctors come into the room...

And that was the night she found out, he didn't remember her.

She told herself she wouldn't run away anymore, but this gave her every reason to, in her eyes.

From that point on, it's been years since she's seen him. Ada would tell herself she didn't want to see him. But that was a lie.

The beach was always her comfort place. She doesn't know why, like a lot of things she likes. Something about the waves crashing against shore, or the way the sand feels underneath her. Or the cool winds that hit her while she spaces out.

But one thing she wouldn't be expecting, is her hat to be blown off her head, and the very one handing it back to her being Leon.

She froze, her heart dropping into her stomach as her head spun.

"I believe you dropped this." He smiled politely and gestured the hat towards her.

"Thank you... I thought I'd lost it for sure." Ada grabbed the hat, still looking at him. She was sure she was talking about the hat.. Right?

Every careful detail of him is still there, the way she remembered it to be. The soft features of his face, to the constant stiffness in his shoulders. Everything.

"Lose your hat often? It feels brand new." He joked.

She's snapped out of her haze. "..I suppose so. You could probably find fifty of my hats on this beach, if you tried." Ada hummed, trying her best to hide any emotions of hers.

Leon chuckled. "Fifty? I don't think I've ever owned that many hats in my life."

"Yes, I'm... quite the collector."

"You can never go wrong with too many hats," He beamed.

"Yes..." Ada honestly still can't believe it. This doesn't feel real, nothing has since that day in the hospital. This is her life now, alone, again.

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How do people conversation. This killed me ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

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[marisaeon]

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