Leon S. Kennedy Is A Bottom, Pass It On

Uncanny Reunion

pairings- Nemesis x S.T.A.R.S Fem! Reader

a/n- i’ve been thinking about him a lot today idk why he’s taking over my brain rn // I rlly need to know if his cum would infect you or not

TW DARK CONTENT

NSFW WARNING:

contains- mentions/ implications of violence, monster fucking, fingering(f!receiving), non con (he kinda doesn’t know any better), MAJOR size difference, tentacle fucking 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

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For several days, you remained oblivious to what was happening in your city. You spent most of your time holed up in your cozy one-bedroom apartment, not even bothering to glance out the window or switch on the TV. However, everything changed when the terrifying figure emerged and forced you out of your safe haven into the unknown dangers of the outside world.

You’re unsure just what the thing is, but you know it’s not something you want to stick around and figure out. It had already injured you more than you’d expected, making your escape difficult.

Outside, you're met with a scene of utter chaos. The streets are devoid of any signs of normalcy, and instead, you see hordes of undead creatures shuffling aimlessly. You take a deep breath, grateful that you have your trusty gun by your side. However, your heart sinks as you realize that you're running dangerously low on ammunition, thanks to your earlier confrontation with that colossal monster.

You limp your way through the wrecked streets of the city, hoping to find at least one normal person. But you’re surrounded by nothing by hungry, man eating zombies. Definitely not how you wanted to spend your evening.

The zombies were definitely easier to deal with at least. But you’re running out of bullets quickly. Regardless of your perfect aim to the head, there’s too many to just avoid. One bite is all it’d take, even just a scratch and you’d be done for. You just couldn’t make it out of this without proper supplies.

So, you reroute to the gun store. Just a couple blocks away. You were confident that you could make it there somewhat safely. You internally hoped for there to be survivors, even if the chances were slim.

But when you round the corner towards your destination, you freeze in fear, coming face to face with the intimidating being once more. It would be one thing if it was just huge, but it’s huge and armed. With a rocket launcher no less. And it was incredibly fast on its feet. There was absolutely no way to outrun the bastard this time.

As it comes barreling towards you, you almost want to give up. There was nothing you could do, not with 3 puny bullets. They had no effect on the thing before anyways. There were no tricks to pull to make an exit.

You just stand there, not even understanding why it was after you. Was it because you were the only one there? It seemed to be targeting you specifically.

It didn’t matter anyway. You were prepared to accept your fate. Just letting it happen.

Its strong form pummels you into the nearby wall, its force strong enough to completely bust through. But for some reason, it’s holding back.

Wincing, you slit your eyes to take a peek at what’s in front of you. It's got you tacked, but not pushing any further. Just staring down at you like it had some kind of crazy realization.

It lets out a low growl, seeming as if it was fighting itself internally, looking almost pained. “S.T.A.R.S.” Its rumble is almost incoherent, but you understood clearly.

He must be one of Umbrella’s experiments. A So-called bioweapon. That explained why he was after you, but made his hesitation to finish you off all the more confusing. The way he was looking at you almost emotionally. As if he knew you.

There was no way he could. You were aware of how Umbrella mutated and experimented on people. Once they change, their soul and all that they once knew vanish. The human they once were is gone entirely. Even if he knew you prior, those memories were gone. He was just doing what he was designed to do. So why was he looking so hurt? Why wasn't he killing you?

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His breath is hot and heavy through his exposed teeth. He was too close for comfort. More so when his strange tentacle makes its appearance, snaking around your neck. You were certain your life was about to end. But then next thing you know, your clothes are being forcefully ripped off.

You're completely disoriented. Raccoon City is crumbling, zombies everywhere, and now a bioweapon is stripping you of your clothing?

His pained expression turned to something else entirely. Almost like before when he was hunting you down. Completely driven with need.

“W-what the hell is this..?” you stammer, only to get a low growl in return. As you try to squirm out of its grasp, he only tightens his hold on your neck. You know there’s no point in even trying. He almost destroyed your entire apartment complex, he could just as easily end you right here and now. Though he’s not.

Instead he’s pinning you to the wall, looking at you as if considering eating you as his next meal.

You let out a squeal at the feeling of his large finger stretching through your entrance. Just one finger was the size of three of your own normally. He was fishing around inside you. Toying with you.

The more sound you made, the more intense his movements got. His breath quickened with yours. This mutant creature was showing human emotion. Driven by pure excitement and lust. His finger glided with no particular rhythm, soaking in your growing wetness.

You feel your knees growing weak. The combination of your lack of oxygen from his stronghold and his relentless massaging of your insides is overbearing. You were already powerless against him before, this just made you 10x weaker.

Just as your vision begins to go spotty, you’re allowed air again. His lengthy tentacle release your neck, instead traveling further down. His finger slips out, leaving you empty for the briefest moment before you’re filled again. This time by the rope-like tentacle attached to him.

It slithers deep into your cunt, pushing past your limits and your cervix, all the way up into your womb. The feeling makes you want to scream, to get away but he holds you there against the concrete wall.

But as it starts to move, you feel an overwhelming heat in your stomach. Your logical brain falls somewhere far away.

The bioweapon continued to play with your hole, letting out low grunts as if he was feeling great pleasure from this. Your eyes roll back as the tentacle slides in and out without mercy, whines and whimpers escaping your lips. You can’t help but cling to the huge form in front of you for support in your helpless state.

Your touch does something to him.

Nemesis struggles, his entire purpose being a killing machine. He was supposed to wipe out the STARS members. That's what he was designed for, yet you did something that made him feel something so overwhelming. He forgot all about his duties as real feelings came into play. He can't remember where he's seen you, or why he feels this intense necessity to have you. But he can't just ignore it. Especially not now. The way you're holding onto him, meekly panting and whimpering as his tentacle fuck up into you, he needs more. You've made him feel warm and fuzzy inside, something he doesn't even remember to be possible.

The tentacle slips out so he can lift you to his height. He does so with ease, his giant arms hook under your legs and lift you up. You sit midway on his stomach, and he just stares at you for a while. Noting your half-lidded eyes, and heated skin.

It gives him uncontrollable urges. Just like his purpose to fulfill Umbrella’s orders. He needs you. Needs to claim you as his own.

Nemesis was a superior being to you, but looking down at your petite form stirred something vile within him. The way your tits sat on your chest, rising and lowering with every breath and your pussy was puffy from his stimulation.

He couldn't stop himself, or understand whatsoever.

Nemesis strips away his lower clothing, revealing the largest and most strangely built dick you've ever laid eyes on. If you could even call it that.

There was no way that thing could fit, anywhere. So you thought.

Nemesis saw no restrictions, stuffing the girthy member into your tight hole. You cry out in agony as it stretches you deeper. You weren't wet enough for it to go in easily. Even if you were, you doubt it would feel any different. Its girth was the size of his forearm.

As he bounces you with his thrusts, the being lets out primal groans, still bearing its teeth and heaving breaths heavy enough to blow you away.

He can't comprehend what this feeling is. He just knows he can't stop. He keeps bullying his cock into your cervix relentlessly, reaching the back of your canal without even having to go very far.

Once again, you rely on him for support. He was fucking the life out of you.

He goes feral with need as you hold onto him again. The feeling of your warmth against him reminds him of something he just can't quite reach. Your helpless cries make him throb.

His hardened length doesn’t cease its assault even for a second as he desperately chases his high. He can hardly feel your nails raking at his back, all the feeling flows to his cock. Your tears wet the thin cloth of his covering, but he doesn’t understand. And it was too good to stop.

Through your blurred vision, you couldn’t even make out where you were anymore. Your thoughts were being stolen from you. You can feel him fuck all the way up into your stomach. Your walls struggle to conform to his shape but he makes them. It felt like you were being torn apart from the inside. You couldn't take it.

Your cries for help go unheard, instead only driving him further. He stuffs you like a toy, ramming into you with his enormous cock at an alarming rate when he feels something. A tightening feeling like something was about to explode.

His breath falters as the sensation takes over.

It spurts out, giving him a strange euphoric high. He groans, continues to fuck into you and milk it out of him. He stuffs his cum as deep as it can go, the slick lubes his need. He couldn't stop. It felt so good.

Your legs tremble along with the rest of your weaker from, there was nothing you could do to get out of this. You thought he'd never stop.

He was addicted to this newfound feeling.

Unexpectedly, he slows. His body is tense and shaky as it begins to feel too good. Almost painful. He pulls out quickly trying to make it stop, his arousal steadily leaking and twitching now beneath you.

Once more, Nemesis just stares at you, that human emotion apearant on his mutated face again.

mlist

I think this is where my love for head pats came from

1 - My dream is to hug Leon;

2 - Get three cute taps on the head from him;

3 - To have my hand sliding down his chest

leon: fighting a huge monster

ada:

Sandwich: Resident Evil (1996) / Resident Evil Remake (2002) / Resident Evil 4 (2005) / Resident Evil: Revelations 2 (2015)

Ada Wong: Appearances Are  Deceiving

Leon Finds Ada After Her Run-in With Annette:

This scene between them has to be my favorite, even above the kiss scene and the lab scene where Ada falls, because this is the point where you see Ada genuinely trying to convince Leon to leave. Many have already commented on Ada not liking to depend on others when she’s injured, but I’d like to add that the main reason she begrudgingly accepts Leon’s help with her injury is actually because she hates lying to him, taking advantage of his gullibility. It’s a sour taste on the tongue for her, because Leon not only has a good heart, he’s a strong survivor. She eludes as much after the alligator attack. 

Let’s Track Back a Bit:

Directly after Leon’s first encounter with William Birkin, a ladder is cast down and Leon makes the comment about being watched. I hazard to guess that was Ada. Then, we see their introduction to one another and Ada goes out of her way again to offer Leon help, this time saving his life from a Cerberus. She tells him directly to get the hell outta Raccoon. This woman is going out of her way to protect some stranger while she’s got a mission to complete. I won’t state the obviousness of the obvious.

She runs into him again after Ben’s death and tells him a second time to escape. Her following line “Then, we’ll talk.” shows us immediately that she’s interested in him personally, not as someone to use for her mission. Conversely, he’s the one trying to stop her and demand questions. Ada is tangling herself into a situation she knows is bad for her in the long run, yet she keeps helping Leon. She does not immediately rope him in with manipulation. She offers assistance to him twice for certain, then leaves; but like I said earlier, I hazard to guess three times. 

It’s only after he attains the keycard – something she needs but can’t just steal from him, because we’ve already established that Ada has gone out of her way to assist Leon without blatantly saying ‘Hey, I’m FBI and you should help me ‘cause reasons” – that she partners up with him. Ada is acting so foolishly in terms of her mission if you really think about it, because she could have either told him before he needs to assist her, or just outright killed him and taken the keycard. It’s not like anyone would know if she had killed him. It’s the apocalypse. Besides, she’s wasted enough precious time telling him to escape instead of telling him immediately to help her. Leon is obviously not just some pawn.

Back to Leon Giving Ada Aid:

I love how Ada’s expression gives away her true thoughts in this scene. You can tell that she is attempting to talk Leon into leaving one final time and she genuinely means it, because Leon just braved those sewers alone and found her on top of already having taken a bullet for her. She doesn’t know how to act with him now, but she’s also got her mission. Leon has complicated things beyond repair at this point, so Ada attempts one final time to push him away. And in true Leon fashion, he steadfastly refuses. 

Imo, I feel Ada thought she could attain the G-Virus, while also keeping up the facade with Leon and letting him survive Raccoon believing no different. Her dialogue with him right before her fall bolsters my suspicions on this, especially when Leon challenges her to shoot him. Even her final line “Take care of yourself Leon” proves her respect for him. If it were any other time, any other life, these two individuals could work together with no issues of allegiances and make a good team. 

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Opinions welcome.

for reasons that are entirely personal, i hope the remaster updates the femshep model and shes swole

Leon and Ada’s relationship is not ‘forced’: an essay

Here comes the Resident Evil 2 hype again in the wake of its Remake/Reimagination reveal trailers, and with it, all the most stupid complaints I can’t even begin to properly fathom from the shippers’ fanbase.

“Oh but Leon and Ada’s romance doesn’t make any sense, no one falls in love in such a short span of time”, “Leon and Ada’s bond is unrealistic and forced”…

And blah, blah, blah.

Yeah, sure, let’s talk about lack of realism for the romance sector in the same videogames franchise where you have to gun down giant infected zombie frogs. Seems reasonable.

But even so, despite the lore of the game so very distant from what exists in the real world, Leon and Ada’s connection makes sense in and out of its context. Especially in its context, which is the most important part.

Leon is a rookie cop whom, upon his first day in the force, is faced with a gruesome outbreak that wiped out the city almost completely. There are people, dead people, with their deteriorated human faces, attacking to kill. Skinless-only-flesh-blood-arteries-and-human-brain creatures who were once humans as well crawling the delegacy walls. Dead dogs with exposed fractured bones and popping eyes coming as fast as they can for a bite.

And then there’s this woman. “Civilian” woman who’s stuck in the parking garage. Sure, she’s hella attractive, weirdly mysterious, most certainly hiding a few cards of her game, but all he knows is that he wants to save someone – anyone – a human being instead of just shooting undead with HUMAN faces. He has to. He fell straight into this hell not knowing any better because he wanted to be a cop, didn’t he?!

He spends the next total, what? 4? 6? HOURS (maybe even more, since he entered the city by the very beginning of the evening in 09/29, and escaped with Sherry and Claire by dawn/morning of 09/30) trying any imaginable way to escape that shit hole city. Yeah, yeah, the woman runs off on her own like four times, but you have to remember she doesn’t know him at all. When he lectures her about their chances of escaping being improved if they paired up as a team, she seems a bit more inclined to stick with him. And then he takes a bullet in the shoulder for her because that’s what cops do, right? They protect civilians. After confronting Annette, she patches him up, tells him the boyfriend she was looking for is dead, and that they should get going. Escape.

Now, take Ada’s shoes for a sec. She is a secret agent, a spy, on a mission. To retrieve a G-Virus sample. She’s solely in this fucking place dealing with all this apocalyptic situation and the nightmare material monsters because she’s following orders, trying to do her job. She doesn’t need a cop breathing down her neck, delaying her mission’s fulfilment. Plus, she’s looking for the guy she’s been having an affair with the past few months, she expects he’s the one supposed to help her in this: getting her job done, so what good would do her having a cop meddle in all that?

She does her best trying to dismiss him, evade his “hey, let me help you, I’m a police officer, it’s my duty”, runs off, but he seems very serious about it, and what the hell? Maybe this will help her get to John sooner rather than later. Guy gets shot in the shoulder for her, doing his job. While she, doing her job, got stuck in this nightmare filled with horrifying shit that is going to last probably years in her subconscious. Her job is getting her neck in the line for something that is probably harmful to people and even society as a whole, but she doesn’t care (or at least, she’s not supposed to), she does what she’s got to do. His job, on the other hand, involves saving her life, even if demands risking his own well-being for it.

The two are set on escaping, then. They find this cable car that can get them to descend into Umbrella’s lab. Maybe they can find an escape route there. On their way down she gets attacked by a mutated monster, is severely wounded by said monster, but Leon is still very much concerned with her safety, rejecting her pleas for him to move on without her.

Next time they see each other, even though she’s in Umbrella’s Underground Laboratory now, probably already got her hands on that damn sample she needed and should just LEAVE since, again, she’s severely wounded – she finds the time to save him. She’s grabbed and raised in the air like a doll by this massive creature who doesn’t even flinch at her repeatedly shooting at it. Gets thrown in a metal panel, now mortally wounded, and confesses she fell in love with him. In Leon A route, she confesses she wished she could escape with him from… everything.

No need to say that everything doesn’t narrow down to only Raccoon City and their current situation, right?! But also, what got her there in the first place.

Plus, she helps him one more time with a rocket launcher so he can finally leave. Escape this mess. He asks if it’s her. He hopes it is.

Now, if you ever fell in love, you know that things such as chemistry and attraction don’t need YEARS to happen. It can happen in a matter of few hours, maybe minutes or even seconds. It can happen instantaneously. But now, imagine being saved by the person you feel attracted to. Quite literally. Having your life saved by your “crush”.

It affects you, deeply. Changes you. Changes your outlook on life. Changes what you feel. Ada’s entire identity is shaken by Leon jumping in to stop that bullet. Leon’s entire identity is shaken by those final hours with her – the conflict of having Annette planting a seed of suspicion in his trust that he’s doing the right thing and saving a decent, innocent civilian and then witnessing this same person sacrificing herself to save him from the monster that has been hunting him on and off again the entire night. That traumatic, awful, life-changing night.

That’s why he says she’s like a part of him he can’t let go of. That’s why one and a half decade later, he’s pointing his gun at Chris to protect a woman who looks identical to her not knowing better that isn’t her. That’s why Ada disobeys Wesker express orders to execute Leon and saves him so many times you could say she’s his guardian angel.

They changed each other. In that life-changing nightmare of a night.

You fall in love by much less than that. You can literally fall in love by just an affectionate smile at a loud party. With just a conversation.

Resident Evil is not “unrealistic” with Leon and Ada’s connection. Much like it isn’t with Claire and Sherry’s one, who built a mother-daughter bond that lasts to this day.

That’s it. People should get their shit together and come up with better and more honest excuses for not liking the canon romance for these characters in this franchise.

“Forced” is saying that this other girl who most definitely never showed any romantic interest for him whatsoever is better as his pair because she’s “morally” worthy of him. I’m not even gonna tackle how misogynistic this is, but since when love is primarily concerned with a moral compass? Would be better if it was, sure, but very rarely it is. And Ada is not anywhere near aligned with the bad guys when it comes to moral standards, this is clear in the games.

Cut the crap, really. I’m exhausted. Ship whatever you wanna ship, just don’t be intellectually dishonest and CLEARLY derogatory while doing so.

There are plenty of underdeveloped and forced couples in fiction that mysteriously got the canon status out there to pick on. Ada/Leon is not one of them. Shoo. Get a grip of yourselves and stop replying to all Capcom’s tweets and official social media publicity that features Leon and Ada with those stupid, nonsensical opinions no one asked for. 

PS: Last time Leon appeared in canon he was 36 years old. Maybe even older if we start speculating when Vendetta can be placed in the chronology. He’s a grown man who’s more than capable to analyse and sort things out on his own, not a baby who needs to be protected from that “devil woman”, Ada. Actually, in 1998 he’s 21, not a teen. He’s a man there. An inexperienced one, alright, but an adult man. Stop the misogynistic idiocy of always demanding the female character to be held accountable for everything.

PS2: By the way, the other girl, the more “morally worthy”, has a taste for morally ambiguous baddies herself. So, yeah. Guess she doesn’t want to use her mom instincts in a relationship with Leon.

Playing Resident Evil 2 (remake) and then remembering/seeing what Leon is like in RE4 makes me so happy. Like this wee bean goes through all this shit on what's supposed to be his first day as a police officer and then when it's all over, goes off and trains up to be bodyguard to the President's daughter? It's mad because Leon is just such a boyscout and so naive but he's also just so... capable 😂