#Eventual ada wong x reader

[spookymystery67]

I Wish I Could Walk In Heels

AN: Yes. That's is the title lol. I caved and made an Ada story! Only problem is it will be long, slow burn and will take a few chapters before Ada is even introduced. Sorry about that. Also, I've never written a love story before, so we'll see how it goes. This story will take place mostly in the resident evil games and is mostly written for female readers as I don't know how to write for others. I am cross posting on ao3 with the username RaineyDaysInRaccoonCity. NO MINORS! MATURE PEOPLE ONLY. I'm not writing smut (maybe) but still, 18+. I will put trigger warnings for the story. Enjoy!

TW: Violence, blood/gore, implied/reference sexual assault, murder/death, zombies, mentioned human experimentation, ect. It's a Resident evil fic, I would hope you would know what you're getting into.

Chapter 1:

Zombies.

Never, in all your 20 years of life so far, did you ever think that zombies could actually become a thing. Yet, here you were, dealing with said zombies.

September 28, 1998 is when shit really hit the fan in Raccoon City. Before that, there were sporadic attacks and strange happenings all over the city the last few weeks. People seemingly having random psychotic breaks and brutally attacking strangers, friends, and family members. They would tear into them with their teeth and kill them in the process. The news covered it, though they never truly went into depth about what was the cause of these "psychotic breaks".

Of course, you knew exactly how this all started. Let's start from the beginning of your part in this chaos.

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It was the summer of 1998. You had graduated high school two years prior in 1996. You were not really sure of exactly what career you wanted to pursue, unlike your peers, who all seemed to have a plan on what to do for the rest of their lives. You just knew that you wanted to do something involving writing.

Writing wasn't exactly your life long passion. More of a current interest you had taken up in high school. You have had many hobbies throughout your life, nothing ever quite taking your mind hostage like reading did. Reading was always something you enjoyed, and when you were six, you had expressed to your parents about wanting to be a professional reader. But, according to them, that wouldn't pay the bills. They had wanted you to become something more. Like a doctor or lawyer. Something you have never had any interest in.

Writing only became an interest when you realized you needed a plan besides "professional reader". It was the closest you could get to reading without becoming a librarian and disappointing your parents too much. Granted, they weren't very happy with that career choice either. But you had given up wanting their approval for everything and flew the nest right after graduation.

Now, you still need to make money for your apartment, and for life in general. You desperately wanted to move on from your dead-end job at a fast food place that you had been working at for two years now. It was sucking the life, and the minimal joy you had left, away from you. College? Not an option. Nor were you interested in the lifelong debt attached to it. 

Running low on options, you had decided to apply to be a journalist's assistant. No one that you had applied for was really interested in having you, a relatively fresh high school graduate with minimal to no experience in any field involving the career, work for them. All except for one person.

Ben Bertolucci.

Ben was a freelance investigative journalist. He's a caucasian man who wore glasses and a ponytail, along with a goatee on his face. He had come to Raccoon city after hearing about the strange murders in Arklay County. He believed that there was something deeper going on, that there was something at work that was preventing the police from investigating further into these cases. Though after weeks of dead ends, he felt he needed a fresh pair of eyes to assist him on this.

Ben had seen the potential in you. Or so he had told you. He saw a drive in you that you hadn't even noticed in yourself. A need to do what was right by the civilians of Raccoon City and do whatever it took in the process to get there. Even if you'd put yourself in danger.

"That is exactly what I need for this project. Someone who wants to seek out injustice and expose it for what it really is. To show the civilians what's really happening behind all the red tape." Ben had said. You couldn't help but agree to the job. You had felt that something wasn't right in Raccoon City. And you really wanted to get to the bottom of it. 

That all started with Umbrella.

You had both spent your time bribing and blackmailing Umbrella employees to get your information. This helped you learn that Chief Brian Irons had been accepting bribes to work for Umbrella and help cover up whatever shady shit they had going on. One informant had also briefly mentioned the orphanage being connected with Umbrella. They had never mentioned exactly how, too afraid to reveal that information. 

That had filled you with dread. What could be so bad that they were afraid to say? You theorized that maybe those adoptions weren't actually adoptions. What they could have been doing to those kids, you didn't know. Now your curiosity had peaked, and you desperately needed answers.

All these bits and pieces of the puzzle were connecting, but nothing was giving you the bigger picture. Umbrella, Irons, orphanage, strange attacks and murders. All connected, but how and why exactly wasn't known. You needed more than just bits. You needed everything. 

So you both came up with a plan, Ben would investigate more on Irons, and you, Umbrella. An Umbrella employee had agreed to help get you in. He seemed to be out for a bigger profit than he gets working for Umbrella and wanted out. He didn't tell you exactly how he would be getting the bigger profit, and you weren't sure he was reliable, but you would cross that bridge when you came to it.

You're probably wondering, why did Ben get the "easier" end of investigation? Shouldn't he be attempting to infiltrate Umbrella, what with him having more experience?  Well, for one, Ben had already made a name for himself in Umbrella. His failed interview with Annette Birkin had put him on a list. 

Adding on to that, you both learned that not only was Irons sketchy with work and who he dealt with, he was also a major creep. Some women had expressed how he would make nasty, sexual, innuendos towards them and borderline harass them. He would get away with it all, of course. He was the Chief of police after all. A "hero" to the people of Raccoon City. He would never do such a thing.

Now, this was all from word of mouth. No physical evidence to prove it. But one person who had also, unfortunately, encountered Irons was Katherine Warren, daughter of the Mayor of Raccoon city. Her word you trusted, as she was your best friend, and now,  a secret lover of Ben's. 

-September 20th, 1998-

"Trust me, he is a disgusting man. Always looking at me with a hunger in his eyes that makes me nauseous. I can't tell if he wants to sleep with me or murder me." Katherine grimaced as she popped a fry in her mouth. Her pretty blonde hair was in a casual updo and her blue sweater was wrapped snugly against her pale skin, pulled up slightly at the sleeves to avoid ketchup stains.

The three of you were at a corner booth in a quiet and secure diner for lunch. A quaint little place you three liked to hang out at to hide away from the world. Katherine was sitting in the booth across from you and to the left of Ben, who had a protective arm around her shoulders and a sour look on his face.

You cringed from the way she described the man. "Why do you talk to him? He sounds awful." You asked as you reached for a french fry from her plate. 

"The only reason I interact with him is because of my father. He brings me to these charity parties and Irons is always there. I have to play nice." She smacked your grabby hand away from her plate. You playfully pouted and took a bite of your garden salad that you now regret getting after looking at those fries. Kathrine eventually took pity on you and allowed you to take a few fries from her plate as Ben chuckled at the scene, briefly forgetting the topic at hand.

"Bottom line, it's best you stay away, Y/n. You're a young, attractive woman and you are bound to make it on to Irons radar rather than around it. Ben might have better luck sneaking around for whatever you two are looking for. I really don't want you getting his attention." Kathrine finished.

She didn't have an in-depth idea of what you two were doing. She just knew it was big, and potentially dangerous, if things were to go south. But she was happy to help however she could for her best friend and boyfriend.

Ben and you shared a solemn glance, agreeing with that statement. You'd only attract attention. He'd be better with dealing with Irons in this scenario. He would have to be careful, what with Umbrella having put him on the watch list.

"Alright, looks like I might get the harder job huh?" You weakly joked to the two.

"I'm not worried. I have faith in you, Y/n." Ben grinned.

"That makes one of us." This was a lot. You weren't sure if you would be able to make it into Umbrella's secret lab and get data without getting caught. There was a lot at stake here, and you couldn't let anyone down.

"Two of us. I believe in you too." Kathrine added, reaching forward to grab your hand over the table in comfort. She's sweet. Sometimes too sweet. Makes you think that she doesn't deserve this corrupted world around her. 

"You've got this. Come on, Y/n. You've helped me get so far on this case in the last few months than I ever would have on my own. I chose you to help me because I saw your potential. And you have yet to disappoint me. If anyone can do this, it's you." Ben said seriously. He stared you right in the eye, wanting you to know that he meant every word of what he said. 

Ben knew you suffered from serious self doubt and that you always thought you did everything wrong. He thought that it might have come from your childhood. When he became not only your employer, but your friend as well, he had set out to make you get rid of that habit. He and Katherine combined had been making some progress in that.

You sighed, "Alright. I can do this." Still not convinced.

"Okay, progress. Now I want you to repeat that back to me again, but this time make it more believable. You need to believe in yourself." He said, gesturing at you to repeat yourself.

"Really? You're giving me a therapy lesson right now?" 

"Yes. When's a better time? It's now or never. Now, go on."

You looked at Katherine in disbelief, but she just nodded as she bit her lip, trying not to laugh. You looked back at Ben, who just raised a brow.

"I can do this." You muttered quietly but firmly.

"Louder."

"I can do this." You said louder. Not loud enough to attract other attention, but enough to satisfy both Ben and Katherine.

"That's what I like to hear." Ben grinned dorkily. You couldn't help but burst out laughing at his face, Katherine joining with a bright smile on her face.

Little did you three know, this would be the last time you would all sit in this diner together. 

-September 22nd, 1998-

Infiltrating Umbrella really shouldn't have been easy. It really shouldn't have. But all you needed was a guest pass. Which is interesting considering this place was supposed to be secret. What kind of guests are coming to a secret lab?

You were dressed in black dress pants, a short sleeved white shirt, a dark navy blue buttoned up cardigan and black flats. You also had your backpack full of essentials. Your notebook, pencils, water bottle, flashlight, granola bar and a flash drive.

When you arrived, your informant told you that this place was called NEST.

NEST was constructed fairly recently and ran along the Arklay mountains not far from Raccoon City, sitting directly underneath the Umbrella Chemical Plant. Tunnels were throughout and around the city, giving different access points in and out. It was built sometime in 1991. For what, you may be wondering? 

Well, your informant told you that the main reason it was built was to expand research on something called the G-virus. The G-virus being the main reason. Although research on the G-virus wasn't the only thing Umbrella was working on.

To get more information, you and your informant and temporary partner in crime, Frederic Downing, had to get to level B5F, where the G-virus research was taking place. The problem was security was tight, with a security office sitting closely to the lab to keep the research safe.

"The first security team goes on break in ten minutes. Once they exit that door, we have exactly three minutes before the second team comes to replace them." Downing said once he got you near, but hidden enough, to the entrance of the level. 

"Right, that should hopefully be enough time to get information on the G-virus and whatever else I can store on this flash drive then get out, right?" You questioned the British man, holding the drive tightly in your hand. 

"Yes. Umbrella's technology is state of the art and speedy, but weak to certain hacker offenses from the inside. You should get by no problem as long as you've got the overdrive code your friend gave you. You have it? " He asked.

Friend is a loose term, more acquaintance. You helped him out a while ago and, conveniently, he just so happened to owe you a favor. You needed his hacking skills and he pulled through by giving you a fool proof passcode to get through any firewall easy peasy.

You pulled out a notebook that was full of notes and the passcode out of your backpack. You were worried that the backpack would attract attention, but Downing had said there were many students that Umbrella felt had potential that visited the NEST from time to time. He was right. He vouched for you at the entrance security and you were in like that.

You flipped to the page. "Right here." You said, holding up the page.

"Alright. In six minutes, we're a go." But just as he had finished that sentence, alarms started going off. His face paled with obvious worry.

"What? What the hell does that mean?" I questioned anxiously.

"The Hunter R test subjects were released." He looked at the door and quickly pulled you down to a hiding spot as it slid open.

You both watched as the security team, donning guns, ran out and down the opposite way from where you both were hiding. 

You waited until the hall was cleared before standing. 

"What are Hunter R's?" You questioned, pen in hand ready to write it down. You're worried, but your job is to get any information down. Danger be damned.

"You'll find out one way or another. Either by the flash drive we're about to get or by encountering them. Let's hope it isn't the latter." He quickly ran to the door with you in tow, placing his bracelet near the chip reader, making it beep and open.

He quickly beacons you to follow him down a long hall. He gets you to one of the computers in a room across from Birkins lab, just out of sight in case he was still there.

"Do what you need to. Fast. I'll take watch." He does as he said, standing near the door to watch for any signs of movement.

You quickly get to work, putting the flash drive in the slot and typing the passcode into the computer. The sirens blaring in your ear drums and ricocheting through your head. You're going to have a migraine at this rate.

The code worked, you're in. You quickly begin to type in the command code, making any document, file, and anything else useful store itself into the flash drive. As it does so, you take the time to skim through the files, looking through keywords you might recognize. Good thing you're a fast reader.

Orphanage. Oh god. This was worse than you and Ben had thought it was. Far worse.

They weren't adopted. Far from it. They were taken from Umbrella and used for experiments. Raccoon City's very own chief of police covering it up. The man who swore to protect the civilians. Figures.

Progenitor virus. The basis for all viruses Umbrella have developed or are developing.

T-virus. Or the Tyrant virus. Likely the cause of some the random psychotic breaks and attacks. It can sustain its host near death. So only those alive can get infected. The virus mutates and kills the host in the process.

G-virus. Or Golgotha or God virus. What Birkin has been working on. Like the T-virus, it causes rapid mutation and aggression to whomever is infected with it. But unlike the T-virus, it can reanimate dead tissue.

And- oh, that's what the Hunter R's are…There's a whole list of Umbrella's creations. This is horrific.

What kind of people can just experiment on children, on people, and not bat an eye? Umbrella has been testing and genetically altering viruses. Creating things that should only exist in horror movies. 

But why? What's the motive?

"Hurry up, Y/n!" Downing told you.

From what you've gathered, Umbrella has created these viruses, mutating animals and people. But why? Oh. Their goal is to develop the ultimate weapons. Bio Organic Weapons. To get the upper hand in wars by replacing the military with monsters.

How much was the United States government aware of what's going on here? You didn't know. But you figured they had some knowledge. And that Umbrella may have some insiders within the government pulling strings and making decisions.

"Y/n! Let's go!" Downing was nervous. Rightfully so. You take note of the sirens having stopped.

You needed to get out of there. You finished storing and saving everything and grabbed the flash drive, shoving it down your front, right, dress pants pocket to make sure it was secure. You toss your notebook back into your backpack and quickly put it on.

"Alright. Come on." You said, speedily meeting him at the door. 

But as you are about to leave, you stumble upon a scene. You noticed a team of four men, armed with combat gear and machine guns. They were surrounding a blonde man you know as William Birkin, who was carrying a briefcase protectively. You quickly pull Downing to a crouch and hide out of sight.

"Doctor Birkin, you'll come along with us quietly." One of the armed men said.

"You think I didn't know you were coming? This is my life's work! I'm not handing over anything!" Birkin exclaimed.

"We have our orders, Dr. Birkin. I'll ask you one more time…" The man said.

Birkin paused, looking at the four men who had their guns pointed at him, before deciding. 

It all happened so fast. Birkin attempted to grab his hand gun from his side when one man quickly fired his gun at him. Birkin collapsed to the ground, filled with bullet holes and becoming surrounded by a pool of his own blood. You put a hand over your mouth to muffle any sounds of shock that might escape, still hidden with Downing and watching the scene unfold.

"Stop! Hold your fire!" The man yelled.

The shooting stopped and a silence filled the air. One man goes over to check if Birkin was alive. Dead.

"What the fuck were you thinking? Our orders were to bring him in alive!" The man exclaimed to the man who shot Birkin. He sighed and turned to talk to someone on what you assumed was a comm.

"We're in sir. But we had a snafu. Target resisted, we had to take him out." He paused. "That's correct, sir… Roger that. Just the samples then." He finished. 

One of the men grabbed the breif case and they turned to head out.

"Let's move." The man said.

The men leave and you slowly walk out of your hiding place. Downing quickly rushed around the lab to find something. Turning over drawers and papers.

"What are you doing?" You questioned.

"Earning a bigger profit." He grinned as he found what he was looking for. He held up a vial of something and your eyes widened.

"Is that…is that the G-virus?" You asked.

"A version of it, yes. A small sample. But it will make me a handsome fortune on the black market." He pocketed the vial and went to leave.

"Wait! You can't just take it and sell it! You know how dangerous it is!" You exclaimed. He nodded in agreement.

"Which is why it will make me rich. You got what you wanted. I got what I wanted. I think this is where we part ways, dear. Bye now." He said as he rushed out of the room. You'll end up lost in this place without him.

"Wai-" you started to follow but stopped when you saw Birkin twitch. You notice an empty vial next to him and gasp. You slowly backed away toward a wall to his right as he stood up and faced the exit the men had left through, nearly bumping into a blonde woman who looked at the scene with shock.

You make eye contact with the woman and her eyes flashed with confusion before shaking her head and facing Birkin. Judging by a photo you saw on his desk and from what Ben told you, you can assume this is Annette Birkin.

You stood slightly behind the woman and out of his line of sight. He panted as he glared at the exit angrily.

"What have you done?" Annette gasped to her husband.

"G is my creation!" He wailed. He started to pant and grunt in pain, something within him shifting. He walked toward the exit and his wife quickly ran and grabbed the gun on the floor next to the puddle of blood. He grunted in pain and she pointed the gun at him.

"William!" She exclaimed. She seemed desperate for any sign of recognition within him.

He continued walking to the exit, grunting and panting, ignoring his wife. She looked to be considering shooting him, but she just put the gun down after a moment of consideration. 

You watched wide eyed as he left after the soldiers, beginning to mutate into this grotesque being, lab coat ripping as his body grew and his right arm begging to form into this rotted, muscular limb with a yellow eyeball attached. That must be where he injected the G-virus.

"Who are you?" Annette Birkin asked. You turned to look at her and saw her gun was pointed at you. You quickly put your hands up.

"No one! Literally no one. I was just passing through." You told her. She didn't seem to believe you though.

"I won't ask you again, who are you? And why are you here?" She asked, lifting the gun higher.

You had to come up with something on the spot. So why not rat out the bastard who ditched you before getting you out of here.

"Downing! You know Downing?" You asked. She nodded for you to continue. "Well, he brought me here to show off his workplace. Thought it would impress me enough to get me to sleep with him. He ditched me after taking something from that drawer when that guy was bleeding out on the ground." You explained. Well, it was the partial truth.

She seemed to have believed you, or just didn't care enough to have you explain more, and sighed. "Was it shaped like a vial?" She questioned.

"Yeah, like those." You nodded as you pointed to the empty glass vials on the desk.

"Damn it!" She exclaimed in frustration. She lowered the gun away from you. You slowly relaxed your arms and backed away a single step. Annette ran a hand over her tired eyes, seemingly in disbelief over all the shit that has gone wrong in a single night. 

You two stood there for a minute, silence deafening as you took a moment to gather your thoughts. You hesitantly step forward.

"Look, ma'am, I really want to get out of here. I don't really know where I am. Any chance you can help?" You asked her. She turned to look and study your features, seeming to have an internal debate, before sighing once more and nodding.

"Of course. We were put in lock down briefly, but the exits should still be accessible. You have a gun?" She asked you. You shook your head no. You're a reporter's assistant. So definitely not.

She walked over to a drawer and pulled it open, shuffled through it for a moment, before pulling out a small pistol and three ammo magazines. She walked back over and handed you the gun and ammo.

"Here, it's already loaded. Each magazine had ten bullets in them. You know how to use it?" She asked. You shook your head once more. Again. Reporter's assistant.

She quickly went over gun safety 101. How to reload. How to use the safety button. Make sure that you're pointing away from yourself when you pull the trigger. Everything seemed pretty straight forward. The aiming will depend on you. 

"Alright. Follow me and try to keep up. I will not stop for you if you fall behind." Annette said.

You nodded in understanding and followed her out of the room and into the hallways. You made sure to keep somewhat of a distance and observe your surroundings. Blood occasionally smeared throughout the hallways. You watched for the labels on the walls and for any potential monster running at you with the intent to kill.

You and Annette make it to a long hallway, the lights being broken make the whole area dark. You slowed to a stop. Two bodies of former scientists lay bloodied and bruised on the ground in the middle of the hall. Bones were snapped in half and poked out in awkward directions. Deep scratch marks littered their bodies and gory bite marks their necks. Likely the finishing move of whatever killed them. Upon closer inspection, you also noticed another dead body in shredded combat gear, much like the men you saw before. He had two grenades on the floor next to him. One was a flash, the other a normal hand grenade.

"The exit is just through this way. We'll have to be quiet and keep a watchful eye out." Annette whispered. You nodded in agreement, lifting your gun with the safety off along with Annette, and slowly walked into the room.

Your eyes had to slowly adjust to the dark the deeper you went down the hall. The flashlight you packed was still in your backpack. You noticed a bright red exit sign not far from the direction Annette was leading you toward. You stood a few feet behind her as she led the way. As you step besides the armed, dead man, you hear a growl from the opened closet door up ahead to the right of Annette.

She froze, gun down and still facing the exit, too afraid to move. 

The growling continued. You, out of sight of the closet in front of you with gun in hand, slowly crouched down to the body in combat gear, left hand moving to grab the flash and hand grenade.

You place the hand grenade in your cardigan pocket, before grabbing the flash grenade next. You slowly pulled the pin out with your teeth, growling continuing while Annette stood still, and prepared to throw. 

You slowly take a step forward. Stopped, aimed, and quickly rolled the flash grenade through the door as the growling turned to screeching. You ran to Annette and pushed her away from the door and toward the exit. You both stumbled as the grenade let off a loud bang and bright flash, briefly blinding you both. 

You quickly recovered and pushed Annette through the door, shutting it behind you. She jogged ahead to a ladder and started climbing up, the ladder leading to the outside world.

You ran right behind her, but stopped when you heard screeching from behind the door you had just come from. You turned and saw the door rattling and made a decision. You ran up to the ladder as Annette finally made it through the hole in the ceiling. You climbed as fast as you could as the door rattling became more and more intense.

You just make it through the hole and to solid ground when the door bursts open. You grabbed the grenade, pulled the pin with your teeth, turned, and threw it down the hole. 

The grenade immediately exploded. Causing the ladder and bits of the hall to fall apart. The monster shrieked in pain as debris fell on it, making the ladder and exit unusable. 

Annette quickly shut the hatch to the hole and locked it up. You sat on the ground as you gasped for air, out of breath from all the action that just happened. You glanced around at your surroundings and realized you're in a secluded alleyway somewhere in the city. You looked at your watch and saw that it was an hour after midnight. September 23rd.

Annette stood up, "You need to get out of here. Get out of the city if you can. Things are about to get real messy. It's best if you stay away." She turned and walked away without saying anything further.

You debated on whether or not to follow her, but decided that you should follow the plan and meet up with Ben at the Apple Inn to share what you learned.

You sighed, standing up and dusting off your dirtied cardigan. You walked out of the alley and realized where you were, beginning your trek to the Inn Ben was staying at.

[roseglazedlens]

i love that new bubble tea fic how did u know i was craving some - what do you think leon's and rebecca's bubble tea order would be?

-🍫

⦑ 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐛𝐚 𝐎𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⦒ [ part one ]

read part two here (ethan winters, jill valentine, jack krauser, claire redfield) read the 'boba tea date' fic here (leon kennedy x gn! reader) characters: leon kennedy, rebecca chambers, chris redfield, ashley graham, carlos oliveira & ada wong a/n: funny you asked, because i had a convo ab this with my friend hahha! also added some other characters too ;) what other characters should i do? content: SFW

LEON KENNEDY

Ever since that date, he sneaks off when you're not around to try all the flavours.

He would be a sweet tooth (despite how passionately he will deny this), and orders the limited edition seasaonal tea with extra foam on top! Always 100% ice and sugar.

He's a closet sweet-tooth (especially RE2 Leon, he looks like he pretends to like coffee, inspired by this)

When you find an empty cup in the bin, he will act nonchalant and say "Oh I happen to pass by for work".

But you already know he's lying when you found a membership card in the frontest pocket of his wallet - probably eligible for a few free drinks at this point.

REBECCA CHAMBERS

Caramel milk tea with pudding. Extra sugar and standard ice.

She likes sugar, and she's not afraid to admit it!

Always get the large size since she works long hours in the lab, so she sips away her drink throughout her shift.

Probably hyped up the shop to all her colleagues already, hoping to find a companion to join her.

Very close with the shop manager since she goes there daily - will chat and banter with them

CHRIS REDFIELD

He would just get plain black tea, no sugar and less ice.

To keep up with his physique and body fat percentage low, he doesn't usually drink unless you drag him there.

Raves on about the antioxidants in black tea and how it's good for you (such a health nerd)

Starts complaining 'it's too sweet' everytime he sips on any of your drinks - apparently even a hint of sugar is too much for this old man sometimes.

ASHLEY GRAHAM

Matcha with fresh milk, extra sugar, cream on top, and mini pearls!

I think she will start drinking mango fruit tea/fruity with popping pearls but eventually branches out to matcha.

She probably thought of doing a bottomless bubble tea stand for her dream wedding ceremony.

I think she would get along with Rebecca with their mutual love for bubble tea! I think they'll be such good friends if not their age differences!

CARLOS OLIVEIRA

Normally, Carlos orders a very normal coconut green tea with no modifications.

Until one day he decides to be really cheeky and order it with every topping the shop has to offer

Rainbow jelly, pearls, pudding, grass jelly, etc. (yes, even red beans)

So many toppings that only half of the cup is liquid and the other half is a concoction of chaos

Bobarista is terrified, but Carlos is grinning widely

Still inhales the whole drink in less than an hour anyway

ADA WONG

She will go for a warm brewed tea (thinking between oolong or earl grey), no toppings or sugar.

Don't think she enjoys iced drinks in general, rather have warm/hot drinks or just plain water.

Something in the bubble tea gives her acne breakouts so she avoids it. Plus her job is so busy that it doesn't allow her such luxuries.

Might indulge in extra sugar if she wants a treat, but suffers the consequences later.

thanks for reading! come check out my other works. ––yours truly, rose. tags: @carlosgf @sporeghost @femnedy @emilzke (not sure people tag for headcanons? but here it is anyway xd) © roseglazedlens - please do not repost, plagiarise, or feed to ai.

[bonnibuckets]

— lilith's embrace | ada wong

synopsis: you find out romance doesn’t belong in the work place the hard way

content: ada x afab reader, pure angst (no comfort), violence, mentions of dying (& actual death), homophobic themes (just a little)

words: 1.3k+

note: i thought i ate this up with the title lmao. anyways so excited to post this i really hope you guys like it! taglist 🏷️: @ghostkennedy @adaelines @konigbabe @meowsiee @alewesker @d34ng3l @taeliwalter

You were a scientist— graduated from college in the top 10% with many awards and recognition. You worked your ass off to get where you are now and you did it all on your own.

After graduating you started working for a company named “Umbrella” it was everything you hoped and dreamed for. Your fellow scientists never doubted you or belittled you and all was great. Eventually, you got transferred to another laboratory just outside of raccoon city.

They told you that you’d be taking over Dr. William Birkin’s role as chief of research. To say you were beyond ecstatic was an understatement.

But that died quickly when you started to see the cracks in the company. It started with other sketchy scientists not telling you certain things, or how people didn’t talk as much, but to top it off is when you came face to face with the illegal weapons research.

You didn’t have the stomach to see your dreams shattered like that and soon your colleagues viewed you as weak. It hurt to know that your fellow scientists were talking about you behind your back especially since technically you were their boss. You questioned quitting after everything but you knew you needed this job and it made you sick to know you stayed.

But that changed when a new recruiter joined the team— her name was Ada Wong. You were excited to have another woman on the team, and you welcomed her with open arms.

Slowly she started making working in that hell hole worth it. Her smile made your stomach flip. Her eyes made you drown. Her warmth set you ablaze. You started waking up excited to see her at work, excited to talk to her, walk beside her, and share your work. You even set your password to her name— without her knowing of course.

You were terrified that she wouldn’t feel the same but those thoughts stopped when she started showing you the same attention. It made you melt and explode whenever she placed her hand on yours or when she’d kiss your cheek. Or simply if she brushed her fingers across any part of your body.

You use to feel like you were forced to hide yourself from others, but with Ada it was different. You felt like you could scream to the world about your feelings for her, but…all good things must come to an end.

Soon a virus called the “t-virus” broke out and many people got infected. People’s true colors started to show— including Ada’s.

—

“Ada?” you called out shakily, you didn’t want it to be true. You hoped it wasn’t true.

“Yes?” she looked at you with her signature red-lipped smile. “Is it true?” you whispered.

Silence filled the room. Don’t let it be true, please. She’s not like that. She cares. She cares about you.

“What are you on about?” she chuckled but didn’t make eye contact. You immediately knew. “You…you were sent here” you swallowed.

“Of course, I was, weren't you?” she giggled— it stabbed you in the heart. Your gut was churning and twisting. She knew and she was lying to your face.

“No,” you said, eyes filling with tears. “You were sent here to infiltrate, and bring them information back” The room’s air seemed thick— suffocating.

It was choking you and so was Ada’s followed silence.

Her sudden sigh broke the tension, “you couldn't have just stayed silent huh?” she said flatly. A tear broke the surface of your eyes, words were stuck in your throat like cactus.

“You should’ve been quiet,” she said, shaking her head. “I didn’t plan on you finding out”

No, no, no. It couldn’t be true. It wasn’t true.

Your feet shuffled back— screaming at you to run. Adrenaline flowed through your veins as Ada turned toward you fully.

Something glinted in her hand— a syringe. Time slowed down as your body screamed at you to run to fight, but you couldn’t form that connection.

Suddenly Ada was in front of you in a flash, swinging the syringe for you. You immediately ran to look for something to block yourself with. Tears flowed down as you pumped your legs— you never thought she would be like the rest she was supposed to be different.

You met the cold floor as her warm body was on top. You grasped her wrists as she used her body weight to slowly push down. “Why?!” you cried to her “Shut up!” she said angrily. Then a wet drop fell on your face— she was crying. She lifted her head and tears were falling down her beautiful face.

“Don’t talk!” she whimpered as you both fought against each other. “I have to,” she said to herself “I have to or it’ll be me!”

You knew it was horrible timing to admire her beautiful eyes even if they were filled with hate and guilt. They were her eyes and that’s what you loved. Your arms were growing weak and your mind was slowly accepting its fate.

—

Flashes of your life flooded your mind. Growing up you never found boys interesting, there wasn’t anything you liked about them. You didn’t think it was weird when you started to take an interest in the girls around you until your parents and friends told you differently.

Your parents would tell you that you would marry a man— and you’d live a happy life with him, but you didn’t want a “him”. They’d drill that into your head as you tried to achieve your dreams and try to express yourself.

It hurt that your parents, and friends viewed you differently because your heart skipped a beat over a pretty girl's smile.

You walked the halls confused, confused about who you were and what to do with yourself as you buried yourself down deep.

Flashes of when you started college. How you studied yourself to death pulling all-nighters. when you graduated college with flying colors and every all-nighter feeling worth it.

When you started the job of your dreams, of when you made it to raccoon city. When you met her. Your whole world came crashing down. To look at her felt like a sin. Your breath would get stuck in your throat whenever she was around. Your knees would get weak whenever she smiled.

You felt like a fool whenever she spoke. You wanted to kiss her, hug her, and count the stars together.

—

You smiled and slowly gave in to your exhaustion as the needle inched closer to your heart.

Ada’s smile flooded your mind as your heart swelled and then deflated as the needle pierced your chest.

Her scream was blood-curdling as she felt her hands sink— tears drowned her eyes. “I’m so sorry” her words flooded out as she sobbed into you.

A wet heat emerged as your vision went blurry but you could feel her distinct warmth and how she picked her head up. Your hand snaked to her cheek— “It’s okay” you smiled weakly as it became harder to keep your eyes open.

Your brain flooded with Ada’s and your planned future. Her fingers brushed your hair out of your face. Her lips pressed into yours. Both of your ring fingers were coated with gold bands as you swayed to the beat of your hearts.

“I…love you…Ada” you whispered as your head met the floor and your eyes shut as Ada embraced you for the first and last time ever.

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[sapphicdealer]

“Do you have to go?”

Warnings: x gn!Reader, Fluff, Angst if you squint, Mutual pining, mention of Leon

✁Summary: You're important to her—so is her job, right?

She refers to herself as ‘Ada Wong’. That’s the name she tells you. She always kept to herself and never mentioned much about her personal life.

Her demeanour was cold—palpable even, she had the innate charm which left others intrigued, those never questioned her intentions, they’d turn a blind eye until it was late; Ada was ultimately a mercenary who would stay loyal to her employer until her own judgments found what was right.

When it came to you, her choice of words when she chose to speak were brief and cryptic. Each sentence leaves unwrapped layers and untold knaveries. Leaving your curious mind to yearn for more info, in fact yearning to learn more about her.

It seemed as if your encounters with her gradually became longer, she’d let you in on any intel which she thought was suitable for that moment in time. Among all the women you encountered, one held your attention. The one who never told you her name until you met her a few meetings later. Ada did warm up to you, filling in the missing information on her life to you, but it didn’t take long for her to take an interest in you. 

Ada never thought she’d gain an attraction to another person, with her line of work, alongside being mostly private, she always worried how long it would take before she was gone, or if you were to disappear altogether. So, Ada decided to take that risk.

Ada had an effect on you, an effect you’d be willing to give into. From her gaze to her touch making you feel weak in her presence. You felt a connection growing between you two, yet she didn't want to admit it at first, but you knew you were falling for her.

She’d speak to you about her missions. It was during these conversations that Ada would describe her missions, her previous relationships, and one man at the time, Leon. His name made you jealous, but with Ada's reassurance, you quickly realised the jealousy had been washed away. With that thought always lingering in your mind, she was willing to share any information on when they would meet.

Ada made it a point to spend every waking moment with you whenever one of her missions came to an end. She was practically hooked to you by the hip. There were countless times when she’d had her hands on you, whether it maybe her fingertips gliding over your face as if it were a canvas. Tracing the contours of your cheeks, jaw, and chin. Each touch left goosebumps, her fingers were warm, each caress sending shivers down your spine instantly awakening you. Ada savoured your warmth, she felt her own warmth blending with yours. 

Or when it came to your eyes meeting, it was another story. With those glances exchanged it shared a world of unspoken emotions. With a gentle sigh, she drew you in close and kissed you, as soon as her lips met yours; there was an undeniable magnet that pulled both of you and held you close. 

It was a journey of affection rather than a quick kiss. Ada's lips made a delicate, caressing touch as they touched yours. Every inch of your skin tingled in anticipation, stealing your breath away.

The taste of her lips were sweet but soft yet, they were intoxicating. The world around you both ceased to exist as you both savoured the moment. You were bound to have her lipstick stain your lips once she’s done.

Was it bad that Ada didn’t want to let go?

With all good things, those good things had to eventually end as Ada’s cell phone rang. She took the liberty of ignoring the first ring, but when it came to an end and resumed its sound cycle, that's when she finally drew away from your embrace, letting out a soft "sorry."

Ada walked out of the room, and you can hear a distinct discussion in the background as she converses with the person over the phone, You knew exactly how this was going to go. Ada had another mission to attend to. This meant she’d be gone for however long. But this was what you signed up for, getting into a relationship with a mercenary.

Moments pass and Ada returns, there she is, taking a place next to you, with a soft smile as she looks at you in your eyes, her expression was solemn. She settled down in that once-empty space and took your hand in hers, her fingers gently intertwining with yours, offering a reassuring squeeze. Sending shivers down your spine. The sensation of her fingertips tracing a delicate pattern over your knuckles. 

You already knew what she was about to say, the room seemingly starting to fill in what was unspoken. Ada couldn’t put it into words, so you spoke up “Another mission I presume?”

“Yes… as much as I don’t want to go. I have to make the client happy…” She sighed.

“Do you have to go?” A question you would say each time.

“It’ll only be a couple of days darling” Ada replied, giving you another reassuring squeeze. “You know… If you’d like, I can bring you back a little souvenir?”

You lightly chuckled, “Of course, I’d like a souvenir if you promise to be safe.”

“I’m always safe, but I promise I’ll be safe,” Ada reassures you, her voice carrying a hint of sincerity. She released her gentle grip on your hands and instead cupped your cheeks with her warm palms. Her touch is soothing, caressing your skin as she drew you closer.

Her lips met yours in a lingering kiss. For a couple of moments, time stood still for a while and Ada eventually pulled away looking at you and a playful chuckle escaped her lips, causing you to be confused.

“What’s so funny?” You ask Ada.

“You have a little something on your lips” She points out, making you stand up from your place to check in the mirror, to see Ada’s lipstick smeared across your lips.

“This is going to stain…”

Ada grins at your response. “Yes… but that colour does look good on you.” 

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Letter with lipstick || Ada Wong x female reader

Warnings: none

(remind me if I missed any)

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Y/N’s pov:

Earlier:

Sitting on my bed, i stared down at the letter in my hands. Her handwriting was beautiful, less of the words she wrote to me. She’s on a mission again, all the way in spain and couldn’t tell me one thing about it, neither why she was there. “It’s important”, she committed to the paper i was holding.

She just ended the letter with “Love, Ada”, as my eyes landed on the kiss she placed right next to it, with the lipstick she always wore. The kinda red i love seeing on her and she knew all about it. I let out a sigh, “The woman that you are, Ada.”, i said, folding it together again.

Ada and I are close, too close just to be partners. We ‘slipped’ one time and in the next moment you saw our lips all up on each others.

I missed her. I couldn’t stand the thought of now not seeing her again for who knows how long. She’s good at what she’s doing, fulfilling her job just for everyone to be more than satisfied and i was feeling proud of her, for how far she has come. But the thought of losing her, especially when she’s so far away, has taken over my brain.

I informed myself about the situation, asking everybody for detailed answers. Anybody needs to know where she’s at, no? They weren’t down right away to tell me, but eventually gave in. Who were they to stop her from going there? Exactly, she did her own thing, going after what’s happening in rural spain.

“I need you to take me there.”, i commanded, standing tall against them. There was nothing they could do about this either. I’m not easily giving up, someone must have the trust to let me ‘surprise’ my woman. At least that’s what i liked to call it. I know Ada will be more than caught off to see me, however she wouldn’t mind. Quite the opposite. I can’t expect much different than a nice welcome.

Present:

Now here i am. I’ve been dropped off by the helicopter and one of my kind co workers who brought me to this place. I can thank him a lot for this, i guess i owe him something but that’s not my worry yet. I have to find her. So i didn’t think much, i rather started looking at the area around me.

It looks like a farm, the area is completely destroyed. I walked over dead bodies, scrunching up my face in confusion. Nothing i’ve never seen before, but someone must’ve been the cause of this. Was it Ada?

I was informed about a little story, so i went careful into this. I was here for only one thing actually. Ada. Whatever comes in my way isn’t as much as important as her, nothing is. No one else. I was ready to be confronted by her pretty self and sped up my walking through the paths and winding ways.

I was prepared for everything. I had my weapons and all that i could possibly need. I’d do anything to bring us both out of here. Anything for us. She surely knows i don’t give up easily and most definitely wouldn’t on her. No one even compares to her and the way she makes me feel. There’s no one quite like Ada.

I needed answers though. Am i really on the right track? I guess i was answering my own questions and thoughts when i came across a giant creature laying eliminated on the ground. Who else could’ve defeated it? She was here, i was more than convinced.

I jogged along the stony and muddy path, when i suddenly heard something. I slowly moved forwards to where those sounds came from, confirming myself that i’m hearing voices. It was all blurry and i didn’t know whose it might be. Till i made out the statute of a familiar woman. My eyes landed on her, my woman.

“No way..”, i whispered to myself, taking one more step towards her. “Ada!”, i shouted, catching her attention. Her body turned around, slightly facing me. I felt something in my stomach, when i saw her face. She immediately recognized me, her gaze softening but then again with confusion written all over her. She was completely stunned and couldn’t seem to move.

“Y/N?”, she said in a questioning tone, as i moved over to where she was standing. I was about to open my mouth, before i glanced down. A man stood there, his eyebrows were furried together as my face expression could be read as jealous. Who the fuck is he?

“Y/N. Look at me.”, i heard her soothing voice close to my face, interrupting my staring interaction with that guy. I slowly turned my head, seeing the slight worry on her. “What are you doing here? How did you get here in the first place? Are you hurt?”, she placed her hand on my arm, only ever showing so much weakness around me.

“I’m okay, Ada. I came here just for one reason, it was a pretty long flight.”, i explained, looking into her eyes that always shined so beautiful. “What about you?”, i asked as she moved her hand down to grab my own. “I’m on this mission, i was doing fine till i saw you. Now i’m feeling even better.”, she gave me a small wink before that strange man interrupted us.

“Uhm? I’m still here.”, he said in a nervous tone, letting out a playful chuckle. “Who is-“, “I have a deal with him.”, Ada interrupted my question, knowing what i was about to ask. She knew how protective i can be of her. Not in a controlling way though, most things i do are out of worry, making sure she’s doing as okay as she always claims.

“I got a name too, lady.”, “I’m Luis. You must be that girlfriend Ada kept mentioning and talking about.”, he continued. Ada’s eyes widened in response as a smirk formed on my face. So she called me her girlfriend behind my back? “Well yes i am.”, i confirmed very proudly, as i could see a rose color appear on her cheeks.

I placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, taking her hand in mine. “I missed you, Ada.”, i whispered and watched her nervous state. “I missed you even more, Y/N.” I smiled at her, before looking down at Luis once more. “You surely don’t mind.”, i said, pulling Ada with me as we walked away from that scene.

“Hey! How am i supposed to get up here though?!”, Luis yelled after us, all desperate. We both chuckled to ourselves and i took Ada to a quiet place. I moved close to her body, our face just a few inches apart. “I came here just for you.”, i whispered, tilting my head a little to the side.

“Oh what would i do without you, Y/N.”, Ada responded in her typical flirty voice. “Be glad you have me.”, i muttered, closing the gap between us. It’s been way too long since the last time i felt her soft lips against mine. They tasted just like cherries.

[maccaronimassacre]

RE bot dump #6

That's right I'm back again. So the user interaction count has updated and I'm blown away by over 900k interactions! It's nice to see how down bad everyone is plus I'm genuinely surprised at how popular some of my Chris bots are. Anyway I have now started writing Claire Redfield bots so I will gladly take any requests for her <3

RE:8!Ada Wong and Ethan Winters x Reader

Ethan exchange all the treasures and crystallised parts found in Castle Dimitrescu for new items and weaponry that will hopefully help the two of you survive this gothic nightmare. “You know your friend is quite interesting.” Calls out a voice from behind. You look over and see the mercenary in the bird mask, approaching yourself and Ethan with her crossbow in hand that has saved you more times than either of you would like to admit.

RE:2R!Ada Wong and Leon Kennedy x Reader

“Cant imagine a real scientist being down here.” Leon grumbles as he steps inside the dimly lit tunnel. The putrid stench of waste causes his nose to scrunch up in disgust. “According to HQ, this leads right into Umbrella’s secret facility.” Ada replies calmly, seemingly unaffected by the stench. She follows closely behind you and Leon as the three of you begin to make your way through the labyrinthine passages of Raccoon City’s sewer system.

RE:8!Ada Wong x Reader

Retrieve a sample of the Cadou and get out. It’s an easy enough task on paper however after years of fighting against all sorts of eldritch horrors, Ada knows it will be anything but easy. Of course this doesn’t deter Ada, as she navigates the desolate village. Her movements are calculated and precise, eyes darting around every open door and shattered window. The distant howls of Lycans break the unnerving silence between the soft crunching of snow under her boots.

Bounty Hunter!Ada Wong x Reader

In the dimly lit corner of the bustling tavern, the bounty hunter approaches the weathered board covered in parchment notices. The scent of ale and conversation fills the air of the tavern as she eyes the parchment. With a sense of purpose, she swiftly removes the wanted poster and presents it to the tavern keeper. She taps the bold numbers printed underneath the paper with a gloved finger, emphasising the importance of her prize.

Chris and Claire Redfield and Reader (Request)

“So what’s the intel for this mission?” Claire asks while taking in the new surroundings the three of you find yourselves in. “Rumour has it that a virus stronger than G and T has been created on this island. It’s the perfect testing ground for B.O.Ws considering how far it is from the mainland.” Chris replies and adjusts that sheathed combat knife on his shoulder. “That means we’ve got to be careful out here. Especially you, {{user}}.” He adds with a slight smirk.

RE:1 Infected!Chris Redfield x Reader

Heavy footsteps ring out in the hallway of the infested mansion. The creature’s shadow come to the end of the corridor before it lets out a agonised whimper. When it does eventually turn the corner your heart stops when you see who it is. “{{user}}?…. {{user}}….” Is what you manage to make out through his garbled speech. His right eye is glassy as the iris has completely disappeared and his skin has a greyish undertone. This is no creature. This is your teammate, Chris Redfield.

RE:2R!Claire Redfield and Leon Kennedy x Reader

The three of you make your way through the desolate corridors of the RPD. Your flashlights cut through the oppressive darkness, revealing the chaos left behind by the undead. “Jesus, this place has gone mad.” Leon whispers softly, afraid to alert any of the monsters roaming the halls. “Yeah I’ll say. Just how did something like this happen in the first place?” Claire’s face curls up in disgust as she speaks, pointing her flashlight at another desecrated body on the tiled floor.

RE:2R!Claire Redfield and Leon Kennedy x Reader

The train speeds down the track in the secret tunnel that lie just under the city. The sound of distant explosions and chaos from the Umbrella facility reverberates around you, a constant reminder of the nightmare you are leaving behind. Claire and Leon share a moment of relief, both looking as battered and as equally exhausted as you are but grateful to be alive and that you have made it with them.

RE:2R!Claire Redfield x Reader

You can hear the monster’s agonised screech mixed with heavy bullet fire from inside the train while the platform lowering it rocks and sways violently. Thankfully it doesn’t take long until those screams diminish and the train connects to the track before barrelling down the tunnel. The door slides open, revealing a weary and exhausted Claire covered in grime. Her eyes light up when she sees you, relieved that you’ve finally managed to escape this nightmare together.

Infinite Darkness!Claire Redfield x Reader

You’re pretty much used to Claire leaving for weeks at a time for her aid work with Terra Save. What you’re not used to is the questionable conditions she comes back in every time. This time Claire came back with her left arm in a sling, wearing an expression that looks like she has just had her face slapped. “I can’t believe that guy! ‘I can’t’ my ass… Who does he think he is!” She exclaims before slamming the door shut and collapsing onto the couch beside you with a frustrated groan.

RE:2R!Claire Redfield x Reader (+ Sherry)

After finding out that Claire’s brother is in fact safe and on ‘vacation’ as Marvin called it, the two of you now must figure out how to get out of the zombie infested city. However, you weren’t exactly expecting a child to come into the equation. “So… Are you two together?” Sherry looks between the two of you, her eyes wide with curiosity. “No, no. We actually just met tonight.” Claire quickly replies with a nervous chuckle, while continuing to navigate through the city.

Ethan Winters x Reader (inspired by @leonsmascara 's fic here)

The two of you walk through the shark tunnel, giggling as you make some comments about the creatures gliding overhead. The soft, ambient glow of the exhibit casts a gentle light on your faces, illuminating your eyes like precious jewels in the depths of the sea. “Look at that one, babe!” Ethan points to a large circular tank up ahead and drags you by the hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. The tank glows a deep purple, holding moon jellies that flow and pulse with the current.

College Student!Ethan Winters x Reader (Request)

From elementary all the way through to high school, you and Ethan have been inseparable and even now that holds up as fate decided to pair the two of you up as roommates. “Hey, {{user}}!” Ethan calls out as he steps into the dorm. You notice a rather large houseplant in his hands, practically obscuring Ethan’s face and the upper half of his body.

RE:8!Ethan Winters x Lord!Reader

Ethan wakes up, finding himself in a dimly lit courtroom crawling with Lycans and filled with ancient, eerie decor. Tall, ornate candles cast flickering shadows across the room and the five lords within it. Terrifying people that wield equally terrifying powers, all waiting for Mother Miranda’s verdict. As the lords argue over who should have Ethan, his eyes land on you sat in the corner of the room. Your eyes meet and Ethan can’t help but wonder what you have planned for him.

RE:2R!Leon Kennedy x Reader

Exhausted, weak and weary, the two of you stumble onto the driverless train before it picks up speed down the track. The tunnel walls are illuminated by the facility’s destruction, glowing a bright orange as the flames ride up the walls. A heavy sigh escapes Leon’s lips and he collapses onto a bench, his bandaged shoulder throbbing as the adrenaline wears off. Regardless, Leon can’t help but smile at you, thankful to have you by his side. Grateful that the two of you managed to survive.

Infinite Darkness!Leon Kennedy x Reader

In the confined quarters of the submarine, Leon adjusts to the rhythmic hum of machinery and the occasional creaking of metal against the pressure of the deep sea. He taps his foot against the metallic floor as the submarine makes its course towards China and sits opposite you. “Wanna get dinner when this is all over?” Leon asks with a slight smirk while adjusting his leather jacket. He leans back in his chair, trying to appear as casual as possible while he awaits your answer.

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[chernayawidow]

Could you do Ada Wong x reader that separates home from work? No talking about work when at home, just nice home cooked meals and pampering Ada if she's sore

HER SAFE SPACE—DRABBLE

PAIRING: Ada Wong X GN!Reader

SUMMARY: You pamper Ada when she comes home from an especially physically taxing job.

WARNINGS: None

WORDS: 885

A/N: I was gonna do this in a headcannon format, but then I realised this request would work best in an actual writing format. Thank you for this request, sorry if this is too short at all or if it doesn’t cover what you asked for. 💖

The beginning of your relationship with Ada Wong was hard enough, what with her ominous job that took her all over the world. You didn’t know what she did, you just knew that it took up lots of time, and that it could occasionally take a physical toll. It would stress you out to see bruises and the like on her body when she came back home. When she eventually opened up to you about who she is and what she does—the difficulty setting got kicked up.

Eventually, you and Ada settled into a ‘don’t ask don’t tell’ routine when she returned home to you. It was abundantly clear to you how stressful her job could be, whether she admitted it to herself or not, and you refused to add to it. You wanted to be her safe space, you wanted her to be able to rely on you for stability and serenity. And while Ada never explicitly stated her gratitude, it was obvious. You could see it in her eyes when she looked at you, you could feel it in the way that she kissed you or firmly took your hand in hers.

A few hours ago, you’d gotten a phone call from Ada telling you that she’d just landed back in the country, and that she would be home later that night. You could hear the exhaustion in her voice. While the average person wouldn’t have been able to tell, you knew her intimately enough. And so after the call ended, you were determined to absolutely pamper her when she came home. You decided a nice home cooked meal would hit the spot for her, especially after being away for almost a week. God, you’d missed her deeply.

After sifting through your pantry for options, you eventually settled on a nice bolognese dish with a side of garlic bread. You then pulled out the bottle of makers mark that Ada kept stashed in the liquor cabinet, and two glasses. Red wine was her favourite, but bourbon was her absolute guilty pleasure. Especially when it came to winding down and soothing her aches. As a final touch, you decided to light some candles and dim down the lights—that way the room had a warm and relaxing atmosphere.

When Ada finally got home, the moment you locked eyes with her, you could see the gratitude in her eyes, “All of this for little old me?” She said, your name rolling off her tongue with a playfulness only she could muster.

“Welcome home, baby. I’ve got dinner prepared, and a drink ready and waiting for you on the table.” You said softly. You gave her a kiss on the corner of her lips before embracing her in the most comforting hug you could manage. Not just for her sake, but for yours as well.

Usually reunions with Ada were a passionate and heartfelt encounter, filled with the goal of making up for lost time. However this wasn’t the time for something like that. No, right now, all you were concerned with was making sure that Ada felt as relaxed and cared for as possible. Softly taking her hand in yours, you led her to the dining table, silently gesturing for her to take a seat at the head of it.

“Well well, you sure know how to treat a girl right, don’t you kitten?” She flirted, taking her seat as instructed. It always amazed you at how she could remain so poised and confident when she was surely so exhausted.

Chuckling, you nodded your head as you started serving up the food, “I don’t think you’d ever settle for anyone who didn’t know how to treat you right.” You said as you placed her dinner in front of her, a plate of garlic bread sat not too far from it.

“I suppose you’re right.” Ada shrugged half-heartedly, picking up her glass and taking a sip of her drink. A small smile pulled at your lips as you watched her moan in satisfaction, the drink trailing a beloved burn down her throat, “I know how to pick ‘em, that’s for sure.”

Hearing that made your heart swell with affection. Ada’s comments may seem nonchalant and underwhelming to another person, but to you they’re everything. You know that every word she says is calculated, they all serve a purpose. And so for her to say things like that just warms you to your absolute core.

“After we finish dinner, we can take a soak in a nice warm bath… I’ll give you a much needed shoulder rub… and then we can go to bed, maybe I’ll give you a proper massage there… then we can cuddle up together, and watch a movie. One of you’re choice, of course.” You recited as you started doing up your own bowl.

A smirk pulled at Ada’s lips, her mouth filled with food preventing her from retorting. You could see it in her eyes though… it was moments like these that made everything else worth it. Ada Wong was many things, and tumultuous was definitely one of them. But if you could be here to provide that stability for her? Then you’d give her a hundred more shoulder rubs.

Finally clearing her mouth, Ada speaks up, “What would I do without you?”

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stranger things:

♡ ride the lightning, steddie x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ lovin’, touchin’, squeezin’, steve harrington x henderson!reader (slight angst → smut, nsfw) (wip)

♡ brat!reader makes dom!eddie snap, eddie munson x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ reader rides eddie’s face, eddie munson x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ steve fucks reader at family video, steve harrington x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ steddie x henderson!reader headcanons, (fluff)

♡ toy cars & princess tea parties, steddie x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ piercing porcelain, crimson sap pt. 1, vampire!steddie x reader, (eventual smut, nsfw)

resident evil:

♡ (ao3) surely you can share, for just one evening?, leon kennedy x ada wong x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ (ao3) if u see me coping no u don’t, leon kennedy x reader (fluff)

♡ (ao3) and they say chivalry is dead., leon kennedy x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ something permanent part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, yandere!leon kennedy x reader (smut, angst, nsfw, dark)

♡ better off, leon kennedy x reader (angst, nsfw)

♡ addicted, re2r!leon kennedy x reader (smut, slight angst, nsfw)

♡ birthday girl, yandere!leon kennedy x reader (smut, nsfw)

♡ baby steps, yandere!leon kennedy x reader (smut, nsfw)

[natureplay]

‿୨◌୧‿「Daring Destiny Masterlist」‿୨◌୧‿

“Are you sure you want to play with me?” you ask, staring unsurely at the pool table.

Leon looks at you as he’s chalking his pool cue “It’ll be a fun experience. Are you afraid you might lose?” he taunts.

“Yes,” you say sincerely “I never played before, I don’t see how that’s fair”

“Relax, I’ll go easy on you”

Also on AO3

୨୧ Chap I ◌ Chap II ◌ Chap III ◌ Chap IV ◌ Chap V ◌ Chap VI ◌ Chap VII ◌ Chap VIII ◌ Chap IX ◌ Chap X ◌ Chap XI ◌ Chap XII ◌ Chap XIII ◌ Chap XIV ◌ Chap XV ◌ Chap XVI ◌ Chap XVII ◌ Chap XVIII ◌ Chap XIX ◌ Chap XX ୨୧

More chapters coming soon ✨️

Syonpsys: In an attempt to run away from your past, you start a new life in a new city. One evening while out at the bar, you get involved in two strangers' (truth or) dare game.

「General tags/warnings:」 Leon S. Kennedy x Fem!Reader, Ada Wong x Fem!Reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, slow burn, no use of Y/N, "office romance" kind of, eventual smut, mentions of domestic abuse, cute grandma who cooks you food 🥰, ooc leon (he can drive without crashing 😱)

Notes~

Quick thank you to @amidalashandmaidens  and @tosuckmyweenis for encouraging me to also post it on Tumblr!! Love y'all 😚

So this is my first fanfic ever that I already posted on AO3 and it's doing fairly good. English is not my first language! I'm here to have fun and simp for Leon 🙏

[insensiblelimerence]

“go to hell. i’ll meet you there.”

ada wong x gn! reader (forgive me but the grip she has on me)

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CW: ada wong, obviously, foul language, mentions of blood, re2 spoilers, i’m also too lazy to get a codename for [name] so yr twilight bc loid don’t exist here 🌚 this ass sorry 🙏

recommended song: CURL UP AND DIE

“leon, through here.” [name] says, taking some herbs.

he nods. “got it, agent.”

they roll their eyes. “please, don’t call me that. it makes me feel old.”

walking in ahead of the cop, the collapsing power room bridge violently shook. their eyes spot ada.

“we were just thinking about you.” leon remarks, a weird glare in his eyes.

“well i guess that makes three of us, i was getting worried.” she shouts, looking around.

[name] reaches for their gun holster, alerting ada. “woah there cowboy, not gonna shoot me, are ya?”

“i don’t know, do you want me to?”

leon grimaces. “y’know, the three of us make a good team, but i gotta ask you something.”

ada’s head perks up as she limps down the stairs. “the way’s clear, you two. please tell me you got it.”

the woman walks close, and [name] steps in front of leon. “don’t.” they mutter. “oh, i’ve got it alright.”

ada lets out a sigh of relief. “thank you, twilight. let me verify the g-virus sample and then we can get the hell out of here.”

they give an annoyed smile, gun in hand. “i don’t use that codename anymore, ms. wong. but before of course, we do all of that, we, or more like leon, happened to run into annette.”

it becomes silent for a second before leon speaks. “she claims you’re not fbi.” the said woman gives a disappointed look, shaking her head.

“oh, leon…” she murmurs, pulling out her gun. “why couldn’t you just hand me the sample, twilight?”

[name] loads their gun, pointing right back. “simple. because leon may not know you, but i sure as hell do.”

“awh, i really hoped it wouldn’t end like this… but you really do, sadly. shame.”

the agent looked behind them, seeing leon also with his gun out, an angry look on his face. “so that’s all this was… i was just some pawn to you..?”

“i’m just doing my damn job,-“

“and i’m doing mine. so drop that damn gun!”

ada stays still, her gun now pointed at leon.

“he said drop the fucking gun, wong!”

leon spoke through his teeth, disappointment seeping through the cracks. “[name]’s taking you in.”

“hand over the sample, leon!”

“he can’t, ms. wong. because i have it. i made that clear already.”

ada quickly adjusted her gun back to name, a stare-down set in place. “i don’t wanna hurt you, [name].”

“don’t fucking call me that.”

the bridge behind them breaks, leaving leon about to collapse. [name] drops their gun, helping leon stay stable. “shit!”

they turn around, an unreadable look on their face. “look, if you really want the sample then shoot me. shoot me in the head, ada. you can’t, can you?”

she puffs her chest, ready to shoot, before stopping. “you know i can’t.” she mutters.

ada stumbles backwards, reaching for her now bleeding right shoulder. [name] whips around to see annette with a freshly fired pistol, grabbing leon’s gun and shooting her in the chest. “[name]!”

the bridge suddenly collapses further, sending leon into the elevator and ada off the side. [name] jumps down chest first, grabbing ada’s wrist. the vile falls out of their shirt, into the abyss. so much for that.

“[name]…”

“stop.. i think i can pull you up!” they shout, the bridge cracking.

“forget it, [name].”

“no! shut up! i’ve got you i swear!”

“you’re a better agent than this! agents know their limits!”

“well too bad! i happen to not give a shit if i die!”

ada glances at the bridge, before looking [name] directly in the eyes. “go to hell, [name]. i’ll meet you there.” she gives a small smile, eventually slipping through their hands.

leon grabs them off the metal floor, the bridge meeting its final demise. he pulls them into a hug “i’m sorry, [name].”

when he let go, his brows furrowed. they weren’t crying at all. they looked.. shocked to say the least, but more over a realization, muttering over and over again. the same exact thing. but he couldn’t pin what.

“she doesn’t die. she doesn’t die. she doesn’t die.”

@insensiblelimerence 2022 do not repost at all.

[geasthewritingrat]

affectionate S/O

Pairings; Leon x reader, Ada x reader, Wesker x reader, Piers x reader (separate) Gender Neutral! I say “shit” once in Ada’s part and once in Piers’ Note; for Leon, Ada, and Wesker I’m going off of the original games from 1996 & 1998, because I personally don’t like the personality changes they made for the remakes, so this may be a little different from other works.

Leon; -Honestly loves having an affectionate S/O because being held is one of his favourite grounding techniques and a peaceful way to spend time together -That said, random cheek kisses will always fluster him -Does he show it? Not since Spain, but if you pay attention you can see the happy glint in his eyes and the goofy smile he has for the rest of the day -He truly lives for hand holding, even just linking pinkies while on a walk somewhere, it’s one of his favourite things in the world -He’s lowkey super affectionate too but doesn’t realise he’s doing it? One of his arms is almost always around his S/O (unless they’re holding hands) but he truly doesn’t notice until someone points it out, but even then he won’t stop unless his S/O has a problem with it -Absolutely ADORES cuddling, especially spooning on the sofa while watching some cheesy action movie (that he 100% talks through, by the way) -One arm around his S/O, the other under his head, making fun of every stupid thing the characters do? Heaven on earth, in his opinion -Will wrap his arms around his S/O and rest his head on their head/shoulder/back at random (he gives a little warning beforehand, but the timing is random) -I think he’d love it if his S/O sat in his lap, regardless of weight or insecurity. He’s strong and cuddly, he can hold his beloved, and if they just plonked themself right down while he’s in his home office he’ll ignore his paperwork for the rest of the day -100% gets flustered if his S/O sits him in their lap instead though, and it’s very very cute

Ada; -Definitely was not prepared -Her S/O just wrapped their arms around her from behind out of the blue and I mean obviously she’s not gonna show it cause she’s Ada Wong but she’s very caught off guard -And usually when she’s caught off guard it’s in a dangerous situation, so naturally her first instinct is to attack or be on the defensive, yet in that moment her S/O is so close and comforting that she truly can’t think of anything other than “must hold” and so she does -Ada finds herself copying her S/O’s affectionate habits and it lowkey confuses the shit out of her because she’ll kiss her S/O’s cheek in passing and blue screen for a few seconds wondering why she did that -She also really likes receiving cheek kisses, it’s her favourite random display of affection -If her S/O likes playing with or holding her (Ada’s) hands, she finds herself subconsciously reaching out for them -It’s very cute, and while she does initially try to stop herself from doing it, she eventually just accepts the fact that she sometimes wants to hold her beloved’s hands -I think Ada would get her S/O really soft and warm blankets (the expensive kind, y’all know she can afford it) so they can have something to curl up with whenever she’s on a long job, and she’s so thankful that she thought of that cause it means she can snuggle up with her S/O on the bay window in winter, hot drink in hand and blankets all around them both -TL;DR, Ada actually likes being held and you can’t change my mind -Try it, I dare you

Wesker; -Part of me wants to say that he did research on couples before asking his S/O out, but the other part wants me to make him the worst himbo in history -And as much as I adore Wesker, making fun of him is just so much better -So I’m gonna say he had no idea someone could be so genuinely affectionate without wanting anything from him (sad, I know) which really confused him at first cause his S/O would hold his hand, hug him, or kiss him and he’d be all “yes? What do you want?” in his scary total world domination voice but S/O would just go “???? To hold you????” queue confused Wesker noises -For a while, whenever  his S/O gave him random kisses or hugs, he thought it was their way of saying they wanted attention instead of them just expressing their adoration -Sometimes he waved them off which confused S/O but other times he’d just pull them onto his lap and continue his work? Like okay great you’re comfortable with S/O sitting on your lap but they just made a drink and it’s gonna be icky room temperature soon sir please I know this work is important to you but SO IS THE DRINK -He’s a very comfy chair though so it kinda makes up for the drink his S/O is gonna cringe drinking later -But from that point onwards his S/O stays with him while he’s working (if he’s at home or took them to work with him), either on his lap or next to him with their head on his shoulder, and he just accepted his fate -The more his S/O hugs him the more he finds himself longing for their touch when they’re not around but that’s such a foreign feeling to him that he spends his on-site work hours trying to figure out what happened and why he feels like that -It takes him a while to process it when he finally figured out that his S/O isn’t doing anything to him and that he actually just wants to spend time with them -Chaotic dumbass, truly -He probably takes time to prepare something cute for his S/O (wow, he must really love them if he’s taking time out of his big boy total world domination scheme to spend time with them) -His heart’s in the right place (sometimes) but he still can’t cook so maybe S/O should take over the celebratory feast preparations, aye? Unless they also can’t cook, in that case just order take out or cry

Piers; -Dog boy arf arf -Absolutely thriving, living his best life -Does he get flustered with any amount of affection, big or small? Yes 100%. Does he still love it so much he gets giddy thinking about it? Duh. -Oddly smooth at giving random affection too, and you wouldn’t think it cause he’s a good boy (woof woof bark arf) but if his S/O gives him a random mwah kiss on the cheek he’s actually able to do it back before he realises what happened and gets all fksgfljdpl -Bonus points if it’s in public/around his team because his team playfully poke fun at him for how cute n sweet he is but he’d do it again in a heartbeat if it made his S/O happy -The way to really get him is forehead kisses or small side hugs -Do that while he’s working and he can’t think of anything else for the rest of the day, guaranteed -Even if it’s a daily occurrence, he still gets so caught up in the whole “omg my S/O is so cute and holy shit they love me” thing that he can’t do much else for a while -Obviously if the BSAA desperately needs his help then he’ll find a way to focus but the point is that he really really appreciates any and all affection from his S/O, okay? -PLEASE if his S/O hugged him from behind while he was cooking he might just spontaneously combust -He’s actually a good cook (unlike SOME people on this list) so he knows how to maneuver around the kitchen with his beloved attached to his back without setting the whole kitchen on fire (it’s Leon that I’m making fun of, if you couldn’t tell) -Poor boy has a lot of exhausting work to do and as much as I like to believe he has endless amounts of energy (dog boy arf arf), everyone has their limits, so sometimes he just wants to lay under a blanket & watch a movie, S/O on his chest or him on their chest, either is fine he’s not picky -Just, cuddly Piers & his cute S/O. Destroys my heart. Capcom bring him back challenge

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Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please remember to take care of yourself! <3

I spent a good few minutes trying to figure out how to spell maneuver and had to ask my sister (same one that the incorrect quotes come from) for help. Could’ve sworn there’s an o in maneuver, but apparently not?

Masterlist

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[darling-i-read-it]

Whatever It Takes

Fate Part 2

Series Masterlist

Leon Kennedy x fem!reader

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: violence, re2 spoilers, guns, blood, ‘death’,

Author’s Note: Literally, as much as I love resident evil 2 I am so excited for resident evil 4 lmao. Just a reminder that I know Leon’s in darkside chronicles but I haven’t played that quite yet so when I do, I will go back and do a part 2.5 if I have to! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this part as much as I did!

Summary: You follow Ada Wong and eventually make it out of Raccoon City with Leon.

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

I use some dialogue directly from the game so it may sound familiar

(not my gif)

Ada listened to the tape intently. You and Leon shared a glance as she did so, unsure if you should actually be giving her the information. But it didn’t seem like much to you. Ada hadn’t failed you so far.

“Is that the intel you needed?” you asked.

“Unfortunately no. Ben didn’t come through,” she explained, annoyed.

“Well what exactly are you looking for?” Leon questioned.

“More info on the people responsible for this mess,” she said evenly. You admired her. She seemed to have it together, even here in the middle of this mess. You could probably watch her fight people for hours and not get bored. The heels were a fashion choice but it didn’t look to be bothering her in the slightest.

“What about you two? Trying to save the world with love?” You scoffed and Leon scratched the back of his neck.

“We’re trying to bring help to the police station,” you said. “And we aren’t in love.”

“Could’ve fooled me. I think it adds a bit of pizazz to the situation,” she said, kneeling in front of a door to one of the shops. She worked at the lock of the gun shop.

“I’m gonna look for ammo,” you said, stepping inside. Leon nodded.

“I’ll scout the way.” He jogged forward toward the door out. Ada lingered, waiting for him to do the job she didn’t want to do. She turned to you.

“Known each other long?”

“We just met today actually,” you admitted, surveying the shelves. There were a couple lone bullets that you pocketed. You offered some to her but she shook her head. “Have you been able to find Annette?”

“Still looking,” she admitted.

“If I run into her, I’ll point her your way. What did she do?” She scoffed.

“What didn’t she do?”

“Don’t move!” You and Ada heard the sound of a man that wasn’t Leon and both of you took out your gun. You walked around the corner and saw a man pointing a shotgun at Leon.

“I’m just passing through. I’m gonna ask you to lower your weapon.” Police talk. If you weren’t all in danger of the man with the gun then you would have smiled. He would have been a good officer.

“Like hell you are! You’re gonna turn around and come back the way you came!” You took the safety off on your gun.

“I think your daughter needs help sir,” Leon said. You turned the corner and lifted it to him. Ada watched you curiously. You clearly weren’t trained with a gun. She figured you would stay back and let her go forward to help Leon but you jumped forward before she was able to.

Ah emotions, Ada thought. They always fail us. How predictable.

“Drop your gun,” you said, trying to make your voice sound hard. Ada came out from behind you and pointed her gun at the little girl but the man jumped in front of Ada’s gun.

“No!”

“We have to terminate her before she turns,” Ada said.

“Terminate? That’s my fucking daughter!” he said. You looked at the little girl behind him. She looked like she was already a zombie. Leon lowered his gun.

“Ada...just let them be,” he said. You looked to him. But you understood. Why not just kill the little girl, put her out of her misery? Leon gave you a look and you lowered your gun slowly. Ada didn't listen that quickly. She finally lowered her gun and the man nodded, turning back to his daughter.

“I told you to stay inside,” he whispered as he shut the door behind him and her.

“You know, it’s one thing to keep the truth from us but why him?” Leon asked. He had an anger in his voice you hadn’t heard from him yet. “I want to find out whatever’s happening here. And stop whoever’s behind it,” he said. “Helping people like them - that’s why I joined the force.” Ada looked hard at Leon.

“My mission is to take down Umbrella's entire operation. We may not make it out,” she explained.

“Whatever it takes to save this city - count me in,” Leon said. He looked to you. “Listen, I understand if you just want to find Claire and leave. When we see her next, the two of you can go and leave this damn city. If I see Chris I can send him your way.” You looked over at Ada. She had that neutral look on her face. You couldn’t get over how brave she was. How brave Leon was. You were scared shitless. You didn’t want to be here anymore, you wanted out of Racoon City and out of this whole mess.

But you looked into Leon’s eyes and knew what you had to do.

“Leon, I'm not leaving you. Someone has to be here to save you,” you said lightly. He had put up a good front but both you and Ada could see the sigh of relief he released when you said that.

“Alright you two. Let’s move,” Ada said. She was happy to have you there. You could do the things she didn’t want to. “Have you heard of the Umbrella Corporation?”

====

You, Leon and Ada had been walking for what seemed like ages. You had run into reptiles and more zombies on your search for Annette which was starting to make you regret your decision to come along with them. You wondered where Claire was. You hoped she was fairing better than you.

Ada had explained it all to you, at least most of the things she knew. Umbrella, how they sold the virus that made bioweapons. All this, happening right under everyone's nose. It made you sick.

Leon opened the next door in front of both of you, acting like you couldn’t handle yourselves. On the other side was finally another person. Blonde, wearing a lab coat. You guessed this was Annette.

“Identify yourself!” Leon said. Police officer Kennedy.

“Annette Birkin,” Ada said. You were all pointing your guns at her.

“She’s who we’re looking for?” Leon asked.

“Looks like the description Ada gave,” you said.

“Not much time,” Annette muttered. “Need to dispose of it.”

“We’re here for the G-Virus,” Ada said.

“That’s not going to happen,” Annette promised.

“I’m warning you doctor!” Ada said.

“Oh yeah?” You didn’t like the sound of that. Annette took something out of her pocket and tossed it on the dead body she had been kneeling beside. It lit on fire.

“Stop!” Ada yelled, running after her. Gunshots rang out and you quickly hid behind the wall as Leon jumped forward, blocking Ada with himself. They both fell over. “Wasn’t expecting that from a scientist,” she muttered as Leon got off her. Leon groaned and you looked down at him.

“Go, don’t let her get away,” he whispered. Your eyes went wide as they landed on his blood soaked shoulder. You rushed over to him, falling to the floor beside him just as he passed out. You put your hand on his shoulder.

“We need to get it wrapped up,” Ada said.

“Damn vest. Never where I need it to be,” you muttered. “Is he gonna be okay?” you asked, turning to her. She looked over at him. She took off her sunglasses, letting you see her eyes for the first time. You had no doubt she was beautiful without the glasses but it still hit you like a sack of bricks.

“Yes.” You had your hand pressed firmly against Leon’s shoulder, your other hand holding his head above ground. You grabbed one of the bandages you had found in the station and carefully wrapped it around his shoulder. You weren’t great at it but it kept the pressure. Ada took off her trench coat, revealing a red dress underneath.

“You have somewhere to be after this?” you asked, laughing.

“I never go anywhere looking less than amazing,” she said and she sounded genuine. You decided not to push. She handed you the jacket, gesturing to Leon. You put it over him like a blanket.

“I have to go and find Annette, there’s no time to wait.” You nodded.

“Do you want me to come?” She sensed you wanting to stay with him instantly. Despite having met Ada a mere two hours after you had met Leon, you had still met him first. You felt you had a responsibility to keep him safe. You wanted to keep him safe.

“Stay with him till he wakes up. Then come find me,” she said. “Keep him safe.” You nodded.

“Ada?” you said before she walked off. “You be safe.”

It had been a fat minute since someone wanted Ada to be safe. She knew she was lying to you. Once everything was said and done, she would take the sample if you got it before her. But you and Leon trusted her and wanted her to be safe. She gave you a small smile, a genuine smile and nodded.

“I’ll see you both soon.”

She walked down the hall, leaving you alone with Leon. You turned to him, his face at peace as he slept. You put your hand on his.

“Wake up soon. We got work to do Kennedy.” You noticed your necklace on his vest and smiled gently. You tucked it inside his shirt and rested beside him.

Now to figure out how to clean this gun.

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You had almost fallen asleep when you felt Leon stir beside you. You jerked yourself awake and turned to him. His eyes fluttered open and he put his hand on his bandage. It was holding up pretty well. You met his eyes.

“Y/N,” he breathed. He looked around. “Where’s Ada?”

“She went to get Annette. Told me to stay here with you until you woke up,” you explained.

“I’m awake.”

“Hey, are you feeling alright? You kind of got shot.”

“Yeah,” he said. He put his hand on his arm gingerly. “I got shot,” he muttered. “That’s something I’ve never been able to say before.” You nodded, laughing gently.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“I’ll live. Come on, what if Ada needs us?” You nodded. You stood up and offered him your hand which he took. You hoisted him up. “Why would she tell you to stay? You’d be more useful to her out there.”

“Probably thought I would get in her way. Or maybe she sensed that I didn’t want to leave you alone when you’re out cold,” you said. He smiled.

“Thank you for watching over me.”

“Anytime Kennedy. But it seems we have another puzzle to solve if we want to get to Ada so we should probably focus.”

===

After more time than either of you cared to admit, you were able to get down to where Ada was. She looked injured as she sat down on the ground. You both rushed down to her. As you slowed next to her you noticed something coming out of her leg.

“I was getting worried there for a sec,” she muttered. “I can’t get it out.”

“I don’t know if I should-” Leon started. Ada looked at you.

“Do it. I can’t walk like this.” You nodded curtly and put your hands on the jagged piece of debris. You pulled it out and she winched. Leon was already ready with the bandages. “I can do that myself,” she said but Leon still did it anyway.

“What do we do now?” he asked.

“Get yourselves out of here, while you still can,” Ada said. You scoffed.

“We aren’t just going to leave you here,” you told her.

“You don’t understand, this situation is worse than I thought,” she said. You shrugged.

“Then we’ll figure it out together. We’re already knee deep in this.”

“You protected us,” Leon said. “Now it’s our turn.” Ada smiled.

“Didn’t realize we were keeping score,” she muttered. You snuck a smile. You stood up and she grabbed your hand as you hoisted her up.

“Grab onto my shoulder,” Leon said.

“Don’t push it rookie,” Ada muttered. You smiled, sharing a glance with Leon. You both liked her. It was probably going to be the wrong thing to do, you could feel it but you liked her anyway. Leon on the other hand didn’t seem to feel any apprehension toward her. “We need to get to the NEST. It’s below us, that’s where all the virus samples are,” Ada explained. “You guys up for that?”

“I think I can fit it into my schedule,” Leon said. “Y/N?” You nodded, holding up your gun.

“I think my aims getting better but I still gotta practice.”

“Come on, we got work to do,” Ada said.

“Yes ma’am.”

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Ada concluded that, as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t keep going with her leg like the way it was. She handed you a wristband and made you and Leon promise to get the sample. She made you understand that once that sample was there, she would be back working with the FBI. You didn’t exactly trust that but you couldn’t bring her along.

You and Leon had gotten into a nice working partnership. You walked together, upgrading the wristbands and finding the parts you needed to create the sample.

“I was meant to have a partner when I joined the force,” Leon said, out of nowhere. You had just got done explaining everything you had done to each other back, just to make sure you were doing things right.

“Do you know who it would have been?” you asked. He shook his head.

“No, they hadn’t assigned anyone to me yet.” He looked over at you. “They wouldn’t have been as good as you thought,” he concluded. You scoffed.

“Leon, I learned to use this gun a whole five hours ago.”

“Has it really only been five hours?” “Honestly, I couldn’t tell you. I didn’t bring a watch. But regardless, you would have had someone fully equipped to deal with all this.” You gestured around you.

“No, no I think it works,” he said. “If there was someone equipped for all this I wouldn’t have as much fun.”

“You think this is fun?”

“Well I think it would be miserable if you weren’t here.”

“Well we can thank Claire for that one,” you said. You put your hand on his arm and he met your eyes. They were wonderful to look into. “Leon if we don’t make it out of this-”

“We’re gonna make it out of this,” he promised. “You, me, Claire, Ada and Chris.” You smiled.

“Leon, you're genuinely the best person I know,” you said, laughing. “And if I don’t make it out of this, I want you to know that.”

Your eyes lingered, locked on each other for just a moment too long. A zombie broke your thoughts. You turned around and shot it once in the head.

“Hey, your aim’s gotten really good!”

“I’ve had a good teacher.”

“Ada Wong?”

“Oh shut up Kennedy.”

====

You had the G-Virus sample in your hand, Annette Birkin behind you, Leon Kennedy to your side and Ada Wong pointing a gun at you.

24 hours ago, that sentence would have made no sense at all to you.

“Leon hand over the sample or she dies and I really don’t wanna kill her,” Ada said. You didn’t even have your gun out. If you moved you were scared she would just shoot you.

“I really liked you Ada,” you said.

“And I really like you,” she said.

“We were just pawns to you?” you asked.

“I’m just doing my job,” she said. Leon stepped between you and the gun.

“And I’m doing mine,” he said. “Drop the damn gun! I’m taking you in.” Officer Leon. You fought back the small smile, the fear creeping over you.

“Hand over the sample Leon. I don’t want to hurt either of you.” Leon lowered his gun. Your eyes went wide.

“Then shoot me but I don’t think you can.”

“Leon-” you started but he raised his hand, causing you to be quiet. Ada straightened her back but he was right. She couldn’t shoot him. She lowered her gun.

But she was shot anyway. It surprised all three of you. You turned, seeing Annette with the gun in her hand. The sample slipped out of Leon’s hand and down into the abyss. You slipped, grabbing onto the edge, holding on by only your finger. You looked over and noticed Ada was in the same position as you. Leon tried to extend his arms to get both of you but he had no leverage.

Ada met his eyes.

“Save her,” she demanded. Leon closed his eyes for just a moment, pretending this wasn’t happening and Ada’s grip loosened. Leon cursed under his breath and grabbed your arm, pulling you up. You shook your head, reaching over to grab her but she was already gone. Leon couldn’t bring himself to look.

He wrapped his arms around you and the two of you ran through what was left of the bridge.

“Nine minutes till detonation,” the building said. You grabbed your gun and started to run through the building.

“Who is that?” Leon asked. You turned to what he was looking up at. There was a screen and someone furiously typing. Your eyes went wide.

“Claire! She’s alive!” You felt a rush of relief like you had never felt before and leaned over the edge. “Claire!” “Y/N? Leon?! You’re down here too?”

“Yeah but the whole place is coming down,” Leon said. “Listen, you need to get out. Fast!”

“Yeah, there’s a way out,” Claire said. “We can make it! Where are you now?”

“Don’t worry about us,” you said.

“Y/N? Hey, you’re breaking up.”

“Forget about us! Get out of here!” you said. Leon grabbed your arm.

“We have to go, come on.” You nodded and followed him away from the screen.

====

After a fight with one of the damn monsters that hadn’t stopped pestering you, you and Leon finally landed on a train car that was moving quickly out of the city. You looked at the dead bioweapon as it disappeared behind you.

You hit your head against the train wall and let out a soft sigh. Leon turned to you and hugged you tightly to him. You wrapped your arms around him, breathing him in, memorizing his scent.

“Is it too forward if I say you make me feel really fucking safe?” you asked. He put his lips on the top of your head and you closed your eyes.

“I’m a police officer. It’s what I’m supposed to make you feel.” You laughed dryly and tightened your grip.

“Alright Officer Kennedy,” you said against his chest. “How do I make you feel?” He closed his eyes gently and you could feel him smiling against your hair.

“Secure,” he whispered. “Warm,” he said quicker, like he was changing his mind.

“I think that’s cause it’s hot in here.” You both laughed and you pulled away. Your eyes lingered on his and you put your hand on his cheek.

“Can..can I..” he stuttered but you kissed him before he could finally spit it out. He melted against your kiss, molding into you perfectly. He put his hand gently on your cheek. You would have kissed forever had there not been a clash in the other room.

You met his eyes and he pulled out his gun, stepping in front of you. He opened the door.

Claire stood there with a little girl. Your face lit up.

“Claire! Oh my God Claire!” You threw your arms around her and she hugged you tightly.

“You guys made it!” she said. You nodded, pulling away from her. There was a bang the way you came. Claire let out an annoyed sigh. “You guys wait here. I got this one.”

====

You, Leon, Claire and the little girl Sherry, all walked the road out of Racoon City. Claire was holding Sherry’s hand and you were holding Leon’s.

“So are you guys boyfriend and girlfriend?” Sherry asked you. You scoffed.

“I think it’s a little early for-”

“Yeah,” Leon said. You met his eyes. “If that’s okay!”

“It’s perfectly okay,” you said. Claire wiggled her eyebrows.

“What did I miss?” You scoffed.

“You left me and I had to find my own way around,” you said. She shrugged.

“I seem to remember it was a mutual leaving.” You rubbed Leon’s hand and brushed the bracelet he was still wearing. It was Ada’s, the wristband she had given the two of you. Leon seemed to notice it right when you did. You both felt a pant of guilt. She had helped you and now she was gone. But she had also betrayed you.

You had conflicting feelings.

He let your hand go and took it off.

“I only wear one woman’s jewelry,” he said and tossed it down on the ground, walking past it. You rolled your eyes.

“You still have it?” He took the necklace out from around his neck. You laughed.

“I thought you would’ve lost it when we were falling off that bridge,” you said. He shook his head.

“I guess I can give it back to you now,” he said, semi solemnly. You shook your head.

“Keep it. It’ll remind you of me.”

“You guys are adorable!” Claire said. You rolled your eyes.

“Look!” Sherry said. She pointed to an upcoming truck. “Maybe they can give us a ride?” she suggested.

“What if it’s not just the city?” Claire asked.

“She could be right.”

“Get Sherry out of here,” Leon said. He pointed to you. “Go with them.”

“No,” you said, taking out your gun. He laughed gently. He had no intention of arguing with you. The truck drove up and the driver flipped you all off through the window. You scoffed.

“He was friendly,” Leon said.

“So...is it over?” Claire asked.

“I don’t know,” Leon said. He slipped his hand back into yours. “But if it isn’t we’ll stop it.” You nodded, looking back toward Claire and Sherry then at Leon again before speaking.

“Whatever it takes.”

Part 3

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[ivy-loves-chocolate]

I saw you write for girls too and i wanted to ask you if you could make and Ada x fem!reader where the reader recently broke up with someone and it’s hurt, and ada tries to confront her but it gets steamy you know. Sorry if it’s long.

It’s perfect anon, don’t worry :) Hope you like it.

Better than alcohol (Ada Wong x F!Reader)

Warnings: NSFW under the cut.

Empty bottles were scattered on the floor, along with y/n dirty laundry. After she broke up a few weeks ago, she found herself falling deep into a depression, seeking comfort in the good old bottle of wine. Because her needs increased overtime she resumed at buying cheap beverages, not carrying about the quality of the liquid anymore. She just wanted a dizzy mind and a numb body.

Ada, despite being a closest friend and maybe the only one, was unaware of this. They kept talking and she seemed fine, but Ada’s doubts were confirmed when y/n stopped responding her calls. Because of the bond they share, Ada alway had acces to a spare key of her apartment. Not that the spy needed a key anyway, that being just a sign of trust.

She was greeted by dark room, alcohol bottles laying on the floor and a drunk y/n laying on the couch with a hand on another bottle and one on her forehead. Soon, the bootle joined the rest and she reached the small table in front of her to grab another one. 

“How is she not dead yet?” Ada thought. “Y/N?”

She turned on her belly and almost felt from the couch. She tried keeping her composure but she was too drunk, so she ended up hanging on the edge.

“Ada! I didn’t expect your visit” she started to laugh nervously between hiccups. “I would’ve clean you know.”

“You need to be sober to do that. When was the last time you drink some water?”

“What’s that? Can’t make a drink with that.”

With a sigh, she threw her trench coat and shoes somewhere in the room and began to gather the bottles. Little by little she managed to collect all of them and clear the floor. The laundry was next, but she did it eventually. By the time she was done night already settled. One thing remained, the drunk on the couch who slept through the entire process, snorting and muttering from time to time. Ada watched as y/n was sleeping, her tank top being lifted only a little to her bellybutton to expose her (y/c) skin. She pressed a few fingers and felt the warmth on her fingertips. Without knowing, Ada had her full palm and was exploring her abdomen going from side to side. She cursed herself for being a coward and not telling y/n her feelings, that she didn’t see her just as a friend, but she couldn’t risk exposing her to danger.

Her movements woke up her. Ada removed her hand quickly and watched as she began to stretch her arms and legs.

“Do you think you’re able to take a shower?”

“Y-yeah.” Ada grabbed her by the arm and helped her entering the bathtub. She adjusted the water and took a final glance at her naked body before leaving the room.

As she heard the water running she couldn’t stop thinking about y/n delicate hand going along her curves, starting from the base of the neck, to her chest and around the boobs. She kept thinking about her nipple getting hard from the friction, and how sinful they would look covered in soap and bubbles. She would think about her hand going lower, on her belly, then on her inner thighs and in between....

“Can you bring me a towel?” Her fantasies we’re interrupted by y/n. She quickly brought her a clean one and waited for her to finish.

Soon after y/n was finished Ada put her in bed. She muttered a “thank you” and felt asleep. Ada didn’t want to leave yet. It’s not that she had much of a choice, she either went back in her apartment or spend the night there. She was too tired to drive back home, so she laid on her side facing y/n’s back and tried to sleep.

Thoughts, worries, and fantasies conquered her mind. She didn’t know how much it passed, but she couldn’t close her eyes. She thought maybe, just maybe, if she would hug her friend she could sleep, so she wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed her body closer to her. Fortunately y/n felt nothing. Ada pressed her nose gently at the crotch of her neck and inhaled her scent. It was a mix of shower gel and her own. It had the contrary effect, she was more agitated than before. Without realizing she once again pressed her palm on her lower belly and lifted her top a little so she could feel her warm skin again. As she would caress her skin, she would start to place small kisses on her neck. She was so focused on what she was doing that she didn’t notice y/n began to move. The truth is, she wanted to seem asleep because she didn’t want to stop the spy. She enjoyed feeling her soft lips nibbling her skin and leaving red lipstick on her. The last thought send shivers on her lower abdomen.

Y/N lifted her head a little to allow her more access, and Ada started to explore the new area. She started to lick it properly from her jawline to where it connects with the shoulder, them she will start nibbling on random spots. The hand from her belly was now massaging a spot bellow her breasts.

“Just grab them.” Y/N said needy. Ada suddenly stopped, the fear of loosing her friend hitting her.

“We-we are just friends.”

“When were we just friends?” Y/N grabbed her hand and placed it on her boob. Feeling the nipple hardening in her palm, she began to squeeze it. She rolled the nipple between her fingers, then she drew circles on her areola. Y/N stretched her arm to lift her dress and went to squeeze her ass cheeks. They were both panting hard under each other’s touch.

Ada made Y/N to lay on her back. She continued the nipples stimulation for a few moments before descending to her private part. Y/N spread her legs as she felt the spy’s hand going past the elastic band of the shorts. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, thinking something interesting would happen. Ada began to spread her in order to explore Y/N’s core. She traced her fingertips over the edges of her folds, around the hole and when she reached the little bud Y/N let out a whimper.

“Needy aren’t we?” She was facing a hot mess. Y/N was blushing hard and barely breathing.

She nodded and grabbed Ada’s leg putting it over hers. This way Ada was spreading too and Y/N had access to her core too. They both supported on their elbows and began to work each other out. Y/N was teasing Ada’s entrance by making circles around it, and Ada was pressing slightly on her bud, then made up and down motions over it. Y/N and Ada both inserted two fingers in the other’s entrance and began to stretch and explore the muscle. Not long after, they were thrusting deep inside with their hips moving in coordination with the thrusts, needy moans escaping their mouths. They were both wet and probably leaking on the bed.

Y/N drunken state didn’t help and she didn’t last long, already feeling her orgasm approaching. Ada felt her walls contracting around her fingers, and to add more pressure, she inserted the third finger. Her moans filled the room once she felt the third finger, making the pressure from her lower belly increasing, until eventually the pleasure washed off as her body succumbed into the orgasm. She collapsed on the bed with her legs shaking and with her hand still working on Ada. She gave her the same treatment and the spy came too, covering Y/N’s hand in a slick, shiny fluid.

“I will get drunk more often.” They were holding each other tight, so things they could feel the other’s hot breath in their face.

“I will punish you next time.”

“Another reason to get drunk.”

They didn’t deserve her, no one knew how to treat her like she did. She removed some strands of hair from her face and watched her falling asleep. She was too precious to be hurt, and from that moment she promised herself to be more careful with her.

[rpd-rookie]

Hi! I saw that you're requests are open so i decided to write mine lol. How about the reader being jealous of Ada Wong because she thinks Leon still has feelings for her? And then Leon confesses to the reader and reassures her he only sees Ada as a friend(at best). Just some angst and fluff basically. Thank you!

There it is. I hope I won’t disappoint. ;-) It’s angst. It’s fluff. You’ve been warned. 

Blue Is His Favourite Colour - Leon S. Kennedy x Reader

Sitting there in your blue dress, you were staring at the woman in red in front of you, scrutinizing her with - what you hoped - was an expressionless look as she was calmly drinking a cup of coffee, her legs crossed like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct.   But the truth was, if looks could kill then the one you were giving right now would be the deadliest. You were not only looking daggers at her. No you were looking an entire arsenal right now (rocket launcher included), feeling an intense jealousy eating you up more and more with each second passing in her presence.     But that didn’t make Ada Wong drop her serene demeanour nor her over-confidence.

“That’s a good coffee.” You frowned at her sultry voice that was nothing else than her usual voice, you were sure of it. After all, that woman was oozing so much sexiness it was making you sick. “But I guess you didn’t pretend to be Leon to just chitchat with me around an espresso.”           “What’s going on between you and Leon?” She smiled and placed her cup on the coffee table before her, fixing her beautiful almond-shaped black eyes on you.     A scoff escaped her lips showing how amusing this situation was for her. But you wisely chose to ignore it. The woman in front of you was the kind that loved playing games. It didn’t take a genius to see it. It was part of her femme fatale persona. “You look way younger than I imagined. Guess that explains your insecurity.” You gritted your teeth at her commentary, probably because she was somewhat right. But the thing annoyed you the most was that she knew about you which meant Leon had talked to her about you. “And you look way older than what I imagined. Guess that explains the stripper dress.” You scornfully eyed at the short tight red dress she was wearing and that fitted her like a glove, not sure that this was appropriate for an afternoon coffee with a friend (which was the reason you had found to make her come here when you had texted her last week, pretending to be Leon). “That being said, you don’t answer my damn question.” “Ouch.” She grinned, not an ounce hurt by your words, before she eventually slouched a bit into the couch, knowing that you would not let her live your place without answers. You slightly glared. Even her lazy drooping posture was attractive. That was enraging. But despite your uncontrollable contempt for the woman, there was a part of you that couldn’t help but silently admit she was a very beautiful woman and that secretly wished you would look like that yourself. Even just a tiny bit. After all, you two couldn’t be more different.

Ada was the woman of all men’s dreams. Sexy, confident, mysterious. The type of girl that used to overshadow you in high school and definitely the type of woman that could outshine you even today. Who were you, wearing that baby blue dress, in front of that bombshell in a red dress? No wonder Leon had a thing for her. Cause he had, right?

“What do you want to know?” Ada asked. Finally, someone ready to talk and not treating you like a paranoid.             “The truth.” That was simple as that.       You were tired of Leon’s secrets. You were tired of him not telling you anything whatsoever about the mysterious Ada whose name was written on the silver compact powder you had accidently found in the drawer of his night stand one night when you were simply looking for a condom. But most of all, you were tired of fighting with him each time you were trying to put a conversation about her on the table.           “That might take a while. We have a lot of history. It goes back to Raccoon City.” You nodded, that sentence not coming as a surprise but tugging at your heartstrings nevertheless. Of course they had history. Had she been a one-night stand or just a simple ex-girlfriend, Leon would have never eluded all your questions about her. He would have talked about her as freely as he had talked about his previous girlfriends.     “But I strongly believe Leon would tell it better than I would. You should ask him.”

You were not stupid. You knew she wanted to hear you say it. You knew she wanted the ‘He doesn’t trust me and I don’t trust him’ speech, the crying and everything that went along with it and you were sure as hell not going to give her that satisfaction.           “Look, Y/N. You seem to be a sweet girl - a bit jealous and insecure sure, but sweet. I’m sure you’ll give Leon a flock of blue-eyed baby Kennedys playing in a garden with your golden retriever.”           “Seems like you played that scenario quite a few times in your head actually.” You spat. “I have yes. But I was never playing the role of the brood mare.” You fleered, not liking the comparison at all. But then again, Ada didn’t really exude mother material to you. “Let me guess. You were the homewrecker.”       Ada laughed, enjoying your sass a bit too much than she would have expected. “What I’m saying is that that scenario is what Leon secretly wishes. But that’s not what I wish. We’re different he and I and believe me when I say we both came to realise a long time ago that we would never work. I can’t give him what he wants. We can’t be endgame; despite the feelings we can have for each other … or had, since, judging by the feminine touch of this apartment, you must have definitely been living here for a while.”

Her long monologue barely comforted you. Actually your brain had stopped functioning at the ‘feelings we have for each other’ part. That bit had hurt like hell. Guess looking an entire arsenal at Ada Wong is useless when she has the right dagger to pierce your heart in her perfectly manicured hand.       “You’re wrong. He still has feelings for you. I can feel it in my bones.” You struggled to keep the nascent tears in your eyes, not wanting to look weak, or worse, childish.     “Y/N” Ada sighed and bent over to put a hand on your knee. Her voice was suddenly very compassionate. It surprised you. She was about to say something when the door of the apartment slammed open.

Leon barged in the living room, furious and - to your surprise - not even a bit astonished to see Ada sitting on the couch, meaning he knew that she would be here. “You can’t be serious!” He harrumphed, clearly mad at you and you couldn’t blame him. You had gone behind his back after all. “Alright. I believe it’s my cue. I’ll let you two discuss this among yourselves.” Ada stood up, took her coat and without saying another word headed towards the main door. “Thanks for calling, Ada.” Leon said as he glared at you. Of course she had told him. “Anytime.”

The door shut, leaving you and Leon in the heavy silence of your apartment. You didn’t dare to look at him, dreading to cross his eyes and most importantly fearing the inevitable argument. And right now, given the circumstances, you were certain that this one would make the walls tremble like never before. “Why would you do that, Y/N?” He sounded hurt. Was he trying to make you feel guilty? Because that was working but you didn’t need him to feel guilty right now. “Texting Ada, really? I thought you trusted me.” Those last words made you go through the roof.             “I thought you trusted me.” You repeated, probably louder than intended. “But at least you know how it feels now!”           “I know how what feels? My girlfriend spying on me?” He shouted, mimicking your tone. “That’s overstating things, don’t you think?” That was not the time for sass as Leon made it crystal just by the way he narrowed his eyes and slightly shook his head, showing how exasperated he was. “Then tell me what is it that you’ve done?”   “I went looking for the truth that you were refusing to give me. And guess what? That hurt like a bitch! Do you have any idea how I felt in front that woman?” He threw up his hands in annoyance. “You’re the one who invited her!”     “Yeah but it is your fault. I would have never asked her to come if you had been honest with me. At least, Ada told me what I wanted to know.”             “Oh, and what amazing thing did you learn?” He fixed his eyes on you with a ‘go on, give me your bullshit’ look that you found so irritable.         “Nothing very particular but the part about your ‘long history’ and your ‘feelings’ was more than enough to make me understand I was right all along and that YOU. WERE. LYING.” You pointed your finger at him to accentuate each word. But you weren’t done just yet. You needed to vent a little bit more. “She’s not ‘no one’ or ‘nothing that should concern me’! You have feelings for her.”         “ You got to be kidding me! How can you think that?”   “ Oh easy. A) we don’t keep a girl’s compact in a night stand if she means nothing.” Leon rolled his eyes, not believing you were mentioning that stupid compact again. “Here it goes again.”         “ And b) …” You weren’t even able to finish your sentence that Leon escaped the living room in the direction of your bedroom. He wasn’t leaving this fight? Right? Right?

“I’m not finished, Kennedy!” You yelled as you rushed to follow him. “Oh, but I am.” He growled as he opened the drawer of his nightstand. “I. am. fucking. done!” He said as he gritted his teeth, rummaging through the drawer. And suddenly he turned towards you and raised his hand. You covered your face by reflex and yelped when you saw Leon throw something with a brutality and a rage you had never thought he was capable of. Whatever is was, it smashed against the wall, far away from you with a loud clank. “There! Happy?” He asked with an angry voice before storming out of the room, slamming the door behind him so violently that you jumped.  

You turned your head towards the object Leon had thrown against the wall to see what it was even if you had quite an idea. A tear rolled down your cheek when you saw the silver powder compact lying on the floor, completely shattered. You were not the kind of couple that would normally break things during quarrels.   You sat on the bed and took your face in your hands to cry your eyes out. This, all this Ada story had gone way too far. You had gone too far. You and your stupid jealousy. You and your insecurity.

You don’t know how long you sat there, thinking about all the things you had done and that had led your couple into this mess. But you knew that it was enough. You dried your tears and wiped the mascara that had run under your swollen reddened eyes before you eventually silently left the bedroom.     You found Leon sitting quietly in the living room, with a glass and a bottle of whisky in front of him that you stared at with guilt and sadness. Leon was only drinking when he was feeling terrible. And if he was drinking right now, then it was undeniably your fault. You went to sit by his side, putting your hand on the glass before Leon could take another mouthful of the amber-coloured liquor. “I’m sorry.” You said softly.         Leon put the drink back on the table and looked at you, his blue eyes mirroring the same sadness and pain that were in yours.     “ I just don’t get it, Y/N. Why this obsession with Ada?”           “ No, Leon. Please. I don’t wanna talk about her anymore.” You confessed, letting another tear run down your face. “Sweetheart, we have to. Cause this whole thing is killing us and I can’t bear that.” He cupped your face with his hand, wiping the tear with his calloused thumb, waiting for you to talk, to finally tell the truth.      

“I’m afraid I’m not enough for you.” You admitted, glancing away from him. “ And when I found that stupid compact, I thought … I thought…” You didn’t know what you really thought. So many things actually. That Leon was having an affair or at least that he had feelings for another woman and that you were just a pastime, someone he would leave for her sooner or later.         “… that Ada still meant something for me.” He finished your sentence when he realised you wouldn’t. You met his eyes. If this was truth time then you needed to ask. “Does she?”   Leon sighed. But he was not annoyed at you this time. No he was annoyed at himself. “No. Not anymore. Look.” He took your hands in his. “I don’t know why I kept that silly compact. Truth is I didn’t even know it was still in my nightstand until you found it.” He had told you the same thing weeks ago. He had repeated it on and on actually but this time, contrary to the previous ones, you actually believed him. “She gave me that compact years ago, at a time when yeah, I had feelings for her. I’m not gonna lie. But here me out.” He cleared his throat to find the strength to talk to you and sat up straight on the couch.       “Ada was a part of me I will never be able to forget.” That sentence was painful. It made you sob but Leon continued. You needed to hear what he had to say. “I met her in Raccoon City. She saved my life back there and she kept on saving me many times ever since. But the thing with Ada was that my feelings for her were leading me nowhere. And whatever relationship we had, it was just some cat and mouse game meaning I was running after her and she was running away. And apart from some very occasional sex, nothing ever truly happened.” You grimaced. You could have lived without knowing that. “But I was okay with that … until I met you. And I realised that whatever I was feeling for Ada was nothing in comparison to what I was feeling for you. A love that consumes me, that gives me a purpose, that makes me keep fighting everyday and want come back home every night, that make want to make this fucked up a better place. I love you, Y/N. And I should have told you all this since the very beginning.” You sniffed, looking at the sincerity and the love in his gorgeous blue eyes. “ Why didn’t you?” You asked, genuinely curious.         “ Cause I’m stupid. Cause I thought that burying my past would be better for our couple.” That was indeed stupid. Had you known all this, it would have caused the both of you less pain “But I look nothing like Ada. How can you love me?” You asked.   “ You just said it. You’re nothing like her. You’re my everything.” He grabbed your chin and laid a soft kiss on your lips that made shed a tear because of the intense love you could feel in it. “And, didn’t I tell you that blue was my favourite colour?” He joked with a wink. Good, cause as you were gazing at his eyes, you couldn’t help but think blue was also your favourite colour.

[urfavbooblover]

Hi can I make a request for a, Ada Wong x Reader Smut?. Could be set in a Safe Room or the Police Station.

Hi and thank you for your request! I know this took really long to be finished, but I actually haven’t got much time. I hope you’ll like it though! :)

I want you || Ada Wong x female/non-male reader (with female genitalia)

Warnings: smut (eating-out, fingering), cursing

(remind me if I missed any)

- Resident evil 2 Masterlist link -

Y/N’s pov:

I watched as Ada leaned herself on the table, which is standing in the room, as we took a small break of work, checking up on our weapons and stuff.

My eyes explored every inch of her body, not even caring if she catches me or not. Just as less as I care for this mission right now. All I can think about is Ada, I can’t take my eyes off of her, so how am I supposed to focus?

“What are you staring at?”, her voice interrupted me and my thoughts, as I fixed my glance back at her beautiful face. “I’m just admiring, that’s all.”, I gave her a quick wink, trying to play the situation off cool.

And the way she was nodding her head, already told me, that she wasn’t fully believing me. “Do you mind coming over here for a second?”, she said, waving me over to her, before I eventually walked to stand right in front of her.

She pulled me closer to her, by grabbing ahold of my top, our faces only a few inches away from each other. “I would like it, if you would speak your real thoughts out more often, Y/N.”, she whispered, taking a quick look at my lips.

“How do you know I’m telling the truth, Ada?”, I whispered back, with the same amount of confidence, even though I was going fully insane inside.

“If you want me, you can just say it.”

I tilted my head a bit to the side, not breaking the eye contact once. I felt my heart beating faster, taking a deep breath, as I was obviously not expecting such an answer from her.

“Say it.”, she muttered, with a serious but attractive face expression, that could make me weak in just a second. I didn’t even hesitate for too long, I just decided to give her what she wanted.

“I want you, Ada.”

She seemed amused with my answer, as she bit down her lip. “Now show me, Y/N.”, she mumbled, grabbing the waistband of my pants and pushing my waist against her own.

I immediately pressed my lips on her own, kissing her passionately, but also with so much hunger and lost for more. So the kiss eventually turned into a rough making out session, as I started to kiss slowly down her jaw and neck.

My mouth sucked on her most sensitive parts, making sure to leave a few marks here and there. Her breathing became heavier, while she let out small moans.

My hands began to remove the dress off of her figure, letting her help me with it. It didn’t take much longer, till she wanted to get rid of my own clothes too.

I gently laid her down on the desk behind, as I started to kiss from her lips, down her collarbones, leaving gentle kisses everywhere. I moved to her breasts, beginning to suck on one of her nipples, while my fingers played with her other one.

After a while, I decided to continue down her body, stopping by her thighs, as my hands grabbed onto them.

“Are you really sure about this?”, I asked while looking up at her. “Yes, Y/N. Just stop teasing please.”

I couldn’t hide the smirk forming on my face, as I began to place my mouth on her pussy, starting of slow, by sucking slightly on her clit and my fingers holding open her folds.

I eventually sped up my tongue movements, as she couldn’t control her moans. Her hand found it’s way to my head, pushing me further down.

I felt myself getting lost in her, as I licked a long strip up her cunt, pulling her even closer to me. I noticed her legs already beginning to slightly shake, while she tried to control her moans.

“Fuck! I’m so close!”, she managed to shout, while I chose to rub her clit with my thumb. I didn’t stop, till she finally came all over my tongue, with a last groan slipping out of her mouth.

Just as she thought, she could go back to steady breathing, I started to slowly lick away all of her juice and the mess she made over herself, as things got even luckier for me, cause the sounds she makes, are like music to my ears.

I eventually crawled back up to her face, placing a long and soft kiss on her smooth cherry tasting lips.

“I wanna make you feel good too.”, she whispered, the second I pulled away, making me feel something special in my stomach.

No matter what this woman does, or how often, she’ll always be able to make me nervous. But it never becomes awkward between us, that’s what I absolutely love about our relationship, but she’s not even mine. Yet.

“No one is stopping you.”, I whispered back, still on top of her, our lips just a few inches away from touching again. And I know how bad she wanted to, but I’m desperate for her touch.

She started to run her hand up and down my exposed back, before turning us around. She’s in charge now, as she grabbed my wrists, pinning them up the desk we were laying on.

Her other hand made it’s way down my stomach, stopping by my most sensitive area, that was already wet, just for her.

Ada looked me deep in my eyes, while she used two of her fingers, to open the lips of my cunt. She slid her fingers down of them, teasing the shit out of me.

“Fucking hell, Ada. Just stop the teasing!”, I looked up at her, while she was already staring, biting her bottom lip. And without a warning she immediately slipped those fingers in, which made me threw my head back, letting out a loud moan.

My eyes were closed, as she plumped her fingers in and out of me, all while rubbing my g-spot faster and harder.

She leaned down to press her lips on my own again, making my moans sound muffled, as I came over her fingers, which she slowly took out of me.

She didn’t stop kissing me though, instead she deepened the kiss, till we both completely ran out of our breath. My gaze was set on her, watching her lick her fingers clean.

“I think we should continue our other mission now, hm?”, I spoke up, catching Ada’s attention again.

She gave me one of her best smiles, helping me get up. “You’re right. They’ll probably wonder why we’re taking so long.”, she chuckled and we both eventually got dressed.

And just as we were about to leave the room, I felt a touch on my hand. She intertwined our hands, without even saying a thing. I couldn’t help it, but feel my cheeks heating up.

[chernayawidow]

DATING ADA WONG HEADCANNONS — SFW

PAIRING: Ada Wong x GN!Reader

A/N: I’ve probably done a terrible job of characterising Ada, but she’s just so hot and cool (and there’s like no material on her) that I had to do something for her. Let me know if you’re interested in me doing more for her!

Being in a relationship with Ada Wong is by no means an easy feat. This woman is an enigma, and a relationship with her is no different.

The most you could get out of her is potentially an on-and-off type of deal. But if you’re willing to put in the work, then you’ll just have to cope with occasional long distance.

Her love language is along the lines of acts of service. Maybe not in the traditional sense of 'doing the laundry for you', but as we see in her interactions with Leon, she swoops in to save and assist him very often. It's her own kind of affection—it's how we know she cares. So naturally, that would carry across to you.

She has the ability to make you feel like the only person in the world. This is because when Ada does something for you, it’s not out of the kindness of her heart. This woman is a a spy who has and will work for very bad people. So anything that she says, gives or does, is because she wants to—because she cares.

At first, her intense eyes and sultry voice were an intimidating factor about her. But they eventually became some of her most comforting traits.

Ada doesn't use many pet names for you because a good majority of them make her cringe.

However, in an ironic way, she'll address you as 'Sweetheart', 'Kitten', or 'Lover'. In spite of her saying these names out of wry, her voice makes them sound cute. (Referring to VA’s; Sally Cahill, Jolene Anderson, Courtenay Taylor)

If you’re normal—as in you’re not a spy or an agent of any sort—then it’ll essentially be a "living a double life" scenario.

Ada was upfront with you from the beginning about how “busy” her schedule would be. She simply told you that she moves around for work, that the company she works for has strict confidentiality rules, and that thats all you need to know.

While it stings you to know that there's a whole portion of her life that you're absent from, you couldn’t fault her for something she was upfront about.

Getting Ada to open up to you will take time, that’s just a no brainer. As a spy, it goes against her very instincts. So when you first started seeing her, lots of what she told you about herself was fabrication woven with hints of truth.

Ada is the type of person who makes you feel as if she’s opening up to you, when in reality, questions about her background are met with vague responses.

Yet she speaks so charismatically that it makes you believe that she’s sharing more then what she really is.

She’s blunt and outspoken, so if you’re acting jealous then she’ll call you out on it immediately.

While on the jealousy topic, Ada doesn’t really get hit with these feelings. She’s confident in herself and your relationship, which clears up any potential insecurity that could give way to try one feelings. She trusts you enough to believe you wouldn’t do anything like that.

That’s not to say that she’s immune to jealousy, because there are definitely times where she can’t help but feel it swell in her gut.

And if you’re wanting to spice things up in your NSFW life with the presence of others, then she’s happy to discuss it. (Let me know if you want headcannons dedicated to NSFW)

She’s not someone who runs from arguments or conflict, she faces it head on. If there’s any tension in your relationship, you best believe she’ll address it.

If you’re being cold and distant, she’ll force you to sit down and talk to her about what’s bothering you. And when I say force, I mean by any means necessary.

Ada is very protective over you. So if she finds out that somebody’s hurt you? Then she will find out who it was, and she will eliminate them—as well as whoever else she needs to—in order to bring her own brand of justice. Zero fucks given.

If your relationship stands the test of time, there will be a point where she realises that may end up being a permanent fixture in her relatively unstable life.

This will potentially lead to Ada coming clean about who she really is and opening up to you. A very big step for her. One that only comes if you’re in a serious enough relationship.