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When a low ranking DSO officer catches herself in a now high ranking position, she’s completely caught off guard. It worries her even more when the man she’s been intimidated by is her boss.. and oh boy is he easy on the eyes.
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18 Sep 2026
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DSO Agent Leon S. Kennedy have been sent into your lab to "supervise" the moving of it after your boss's death, but when he starts asking questions about her you're starting to suspect other goals.
You, a scientist recently put in charge of said lab, is trying to keep your secrets for him and later, your feelings.
But when both get kidnapped, they discover that there is more to it than it seems.
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pro&serious!Leon x determined!Reader who can't let feelings get in the way
[After completion, writing of a third POV version of this fic.]Bookmarked by FlyingGuillotine
13 Sep 2026
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Following a car crash, you somehow end up in the video game Resident Evil 2 (Remake). Your older sister, who was with you at the time of the crash, is missing. You have no idea how to get home. And it's really starting to look like your chances of surviving are slim to none as you start playing the game's third campaign.
Please read the author's note on the first page before proceeding. Thank you!
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- Part 1 of A Third Campaign: The Collection
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10 Sep 2026
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You were a high ranking special agent in the FBI before getting reassigned to the DSO. Stuck in a situation-ship with a co-worker, you're excited to start your new job...until you meet your new boss, Leon S. Kennedy ,who forces you to prove yourself and pushes you to the limits. Will he find you worthy enough to work alongside him?
Bookmarked by FlyingGuillotine
09 Sep 2026
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My Name | Leon S Kennedy x Fem!Reader by thinking_about_you
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
23 Aug 2026
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He'd aged since you'd last seen him. Fine lines now gathered at the corners of his eyes, with faint creases settling around his mouth; the kind left behind by years of expression rather than age alone.
His gaze had changed, too. Darker somehow. Sharper. The weight of experience sat behind it now, lending a depth that made it difficult to look away from.
The years had left a mark on him, but not unkindly. If anything, they suited him.
His hair darkened into a deeper shade of dirty blonde, and streaks of grey had begun to thread through the stubble along his jaw. Combined with tiredness lingering around his features, it should have made him look worn.
Instead, it only made him more compelling.
Bookmarked by FlyingGuillotine
01 Sep 2026