Leon S. Kennedy x Reader One-Shots | Resident Evil A collection of standalone stories with the one and only Leon Kennedy - your favorite rookie, government agent, and walking sarcasm machine. From soft mornings after missions, to intense "only one bed" scenarios, jealous Leon, protective Leon, post-Raccoon City angst, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort... you name it. Each chapter is its own complete story. No need to read in order. ✦ Requests are OPEN (check the first chapter for rules!) ✦ Slow updates but worth the wait 😉 Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or Leon Kennedy. All rights belong to Capcom. This is pure fanfiction for entertainment.

Leon S. Kennedy and (y/n) Valentine investigate a hacking incident that leads to a zombie attack in the Executive Mansion which then leads to a military cover-up in Penamstan. All the while, (y/n) deals with the recent loss of her older sister, Jill Valentine.

Everyone knew Leon Kennedy. He was the man behind presidents, the survivor of impossible places, the face that appeared on screens and stayed in people's minds long after. Allison was just one of the many who watched him from afar. But while the world moved on from his story, she didn't. She wrote about him. Admired him. Understood him in ways no interview ever revealed. She never expected him to know she existed. She never expected her name to reach him. And she never expected that one day, the distance between observer and observed would begin to disappear.

[BEING EDITED, this is an old book] A sense of dread settled into her head when traces of a altered T-Virus shows up in multiple victims. Just when she finally has her faith in her hands, a new biohazard incidents shakes the lives of Jill, Chris, Leon, Claire and Rebecca. This time, she isn't alone. "MEIN" my [adjective] or of belonging to me resident evil: death island fic - pt6 oc x leon kennedy

(Y/N) finds herself shaken when her old friend, Leon Kennedy, is presumed dead after The Raccoon City Incident. Years go by, and when (Y/N) is met face-to-face with the man himself, complicated feelings arise. Feelings of disbelief, regret, and... Love? TW: Suggestive themes, depiction of panic attacks, depression, anxiety, blood, horror, kidnapping, vulgar language... *Please note that TWs are subject to change as the story progresses. (This story starts off during the RE2 Remake, but mostly focuses on RE4 and the RE4 Remake. It may lead up to RE6 and/or RE9. Please take this into consideration when regarding spoilers, thank you!) I do not own Resident Evil or any of the characters presented from said franchise. I own only the written story that is presented; which has been made for entertainment purposes.

They were married once. They had three daughters. A house full of memories. A life that almost worked. But loving Leon S. Kennedy means living with a man who belongs to the world more than he belongs to himself. After years apart, Monique has finally moved on-or at least she's trying to. Leon hasn't. At fifty-one, the legendary agent carries more scars than anyone knows, and the only thing he regrets more than the missions he survived... is the family he lost. When a new outbreak connected to the events of Resident Evil 9 threatens the future their daughters are growing up in, Leon is forced back into the one place he swore he'd stay away from. Home. Now old feelings resurface, tension builds, and the lines between the past and present begin to blur. Because no matter how much time passes... Leon Kennedy still calls her his wife. SPOILERS FOR RE9, RE4, RE2, and RESDIENT EVIL THE DARKSIDE CHRONICLES!!! All original characters belong to me but all Resident Evil characters belong to CapCom!

You convinced Jungkook to break up years ago so he could pursue his lifelong baseball dream. Now he's back home, staring at you, and the little boy next to you who looks unmistakably like him. -- genre: angst, fluff, smut; exes au, parents au (18+) -- pairing: baseball player Jungkook x (f.) reader -- warnings: foul language, alcohol consumption, minor character death, talks of insecurities, explicit sexual content

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]

#2 in fanfiction🏅 𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 '𝘼𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣' Kim Y/n was meant to be a leverage, an arranged bride offered to the Korea's most dangerous underboss. She was never meant to matter. Just a name on a contract, a necessary alliance. Jeon Jungkook doesn't want a wife. Especially not a Kim's princess. He wanted control, power, and the space to build his tech empire while serving as underboss of Bangtan. He lives in the shadows, haunted by a dark past and darker alter ego. Marriage was meant to be a business move. Nothing more. Kim Y/n wasn't what he expected. A Kim princess and tech heiress, she should have been spoiled, shallow, and silent. Instead, she's warm, bright, and fearless-a woman who paints fairytales and sees the good in even the darkest hearts. She unsettles him. She softens him. She sees the monster inside him... and loves him anyway. When the sweet, bookish girl dares to love the monster inside him, everything fractures. Now he's torn between the war he was raised for... And the light he was never meant to touch. He'll protect her. Love her. Worship her. And if the world tries to take her...he'll burn it to the ground. •┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•

(Read "Vengeance of the Crow" before reading this.) It was as if a replica of Raccoon City sprung to life, all in one night. You were getting situated once again, preparing yourself to head into the new world with bold preparations to let your mind rest at ease with your life, no matter the cost. Instead, you discover those you work with to help you became the enemy once again, leaving you stunned for more answers than you arrived with. You were willing to fight your way out like you always seemed to do, all while running into old faces, but what will they think, what will HE think of you now, after all these years of believing you were dead?