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When will the Kafka project be released? 😭😭🙏🙏
Hello🥹 I'll be rewriting project Kafka so probably around next next week
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Welcome back! We missed you, I hope you took care of yourself while you were gone and will continue to do so
Thank you🥹 I am now resting from studying for how many weeks and I'm happy to say that I passed my nursing qualifying exam and I feel ecstatic! I'll be restarting on project kafka and hopefully on more Ada-related projects as well❤️
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OKAY I'M BACK SORRY FOR BEING MIA I had mid-term and had to study for multiple entrance exams for college here in my country🥹 and because senior high is killing me but I'll head back to writing again ya'll
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How is 5'7 tall bae 😭😭
Hello, 5'7 is considered tall. So a woman who is 5' 7" is more than one standard deviation above the mean, so she is taller than at least 85% of the women in our country. However, I acknowledge that perceptions of height can vary significantly based on cultural, regional, and individual☺️
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Project Kafka // A. Wong (teaser)
I. Pairing: BOW Ada x Fem reader
II. Warnings: BOW Ada, bl00d, size difference, age gap (older Ada), Hermaphrodite Ada (yes, she's GP), future smut scenes.
III. Synopsis: Your job is simple - to perform an illegal organ transplant to a shady organization's best asset: a woman named Ada Wong.
Ada looks at her bloody hands, "Did you do this?"
"Miss Wong—"
In the blink of an eye, she's standing before you, eyes glowering down with contempt and morbid curiosity. She's so close that you can smell gore on her.
"Did you do this?" Ada repeats; her voice is dangerously low as she holds your wide-eyed gaze. Her taller stature towers over you like a demented statue.
Your breath falters as her scent infiltrates your sense of smell, your legs trembling, your hands shaking, and your blood hammers against your ears. Ada's ears perk, and she sneers as she lowers her head to your ear. Ada's voice leaves goosebumps in its wake as her lips brush against the outer lobe of your ear. You could sense her eyes glued to the side of your face.
"Are you afraid of me, doctor?" COMING SOON!
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First design of the header reveal🤩
It's all coming together <3
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Finally acting on the thought of BOW Ada😌
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Might as well write an older lover dynamic between Ada and OC
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plagued by ideas again, and this time - it's BOW Ada who consumes blood as a regular diet to function😩😩😩
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Give me requests, and I'll write them accordingly🫶
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Satisfied with your care // A. Wong.
I know I might misinterpret things because I'm new to the fandom, but please, hear me out on this one🫣
Notes: Physician reader, hierarchy of doctors, !njuries, age-gap between the reader and Ada (7 years), female reader, Ada finding you amusing and interesting, size difference (my jaw dropped when I found out she's 5'7), Ada might develop an obsession for you and your notes but I think it's cute - *train passes by*. That's pretty much it, I think.
Not proofread, sorry :D
And feedback is appreciated <3
Thinking about Ada visiting the organization's medcenter to tend to her serious injuries before she either takes her leave or prepares for another mission.
That's when she set her eyes on you, the young mentee of her organization's physician.
At first, she finds you insignificant, always by your mentor's beck and call, standing behind the scenes while the doctor tends to her wounds before dismissing her with painkillers and reminders for her to change her bandages to avoid irritation and infection until several months later after returning from another mission, and it just so happens that the attending physician is busy with the other injured agents - which leaves her with you: a Fellow.
Ada kept a sharp eye on you while you tend to her injuries. Nothing serious - just a few cuts, bruises and some broken bones, ribs and fractures. But Ada's too tired to tend them herself so she leaves that job to you. You examine her injuries, surprised that she doesn't show any signs of pain in her cold, sharp countenance - countless missions must've hardened her edges, you thought.
"Are you just going to stare at me all day?" Her cutting tone snaps you out of your train of thought.
Embarrassed, a practiced smile plays on your lips, "My apologies," and began tending to her wounds.
The first thing Ada notices is the way you touched her: soft, gentle. Then again, so is any other physician while they treat their patients. But what makes yours...different?
Perhaps she was touch-starved.
You graciously ignored Ada's gaze as you tend to her injuries, something she finds interesting considering her gaze was enough to make some...targets fumble, but not you. But oh, she thought wrong. Ada saw the way your well-manicured hands twitch at her proximity - you were tending to the gash on the side of her waist. You were close enough to smell her scent: woody, warm spicy, vanilla...cherries.
The older woman's lips curl to a ghost of a smirk as she witnessed how you momentarily froze before tending to her wound before calmly leaning away from her and smiling rather nervously at the Asian woman before giving Ada her doctor's note and sending her off. Ada just stood there, outside the door as she looks at your note. Nothing significant, just some painkillers, antibiotics, reminders to change her bandages and, oh? A medical certificate for her injuries and a note acknowledging the state of her injuries. Contrary to your mentor, he would just tend to her wounds and give her some aspirin and send her off. Her lips curl upward. Interesting, Ada would thought before keeping your note.
Ada then discovers that she finds you amusing. Which also leads her to another discovery about herself: that she's a creature of habit, and that visiting the medcenter will be the first thing she does after returning from her missions. And so she did, every after her missions, you'd notice that she would prefer you over the attending physician. You find it flattering because it means one thing: she trusts you with her wounds. The Asian woman would always come back with her wounds slightly detrimental than the last - but no worries, you're capable of treating them. While you find it concerning, Ada sees it as a valid reason to feel the pads of your fingers against her skin.
And she loves it.
She loves the way you'd wipe the blood on her face and body away like a demented blush, or the way your fingers would delicately examine her bruises to the point that she finds herself fantasizing how your lips would feel all over her scars and bruises instead of your fingers. Every touch from you would figuratively bring the older woman to her knees; Ada has to admit, you have that kind of power over her.
You on the other hand, well, developed a certain liking for the older woman. Calm, verbally well-articulated and devastatingly gorgeous - you have no doubt that anyone who comes across her would be intrigued. But as a professional and an aspiring attendee, you had to bury that attraction, and you thought it was simple.
You were wrong, utterly wrong.
With every visit from Ada, there would be hushed greetings, piercing stares, low praises from her - it makes your spine tingle with glee and bliss.
"You'd get wrinkles if you do that." The older woman mused as she sits on the edge of the examining table. You shoot her a pointed look - you were comfortable to show your displeasure when it comes to her serious injuries. "How could I not when you look like 'that'?" You counter as you gesture at her state. The latter raises a brow as she looks down at herself. Her shirt is soaked with blood, she swore she had just changed before coming to see you but the blood from her poorly bandaged shoulder wound seeped into the fabric of the material, not to mention her small cuts and bruises. She quirked a brow, "You do realize that you treated far more serious injuries from me?"
"Yes, but-" You stop yourself before inhaling slowly to better articulate your words. "It's concerning-"
"Are you worried?"
A pause, "Of course," You sigh quietly before approaching her. "Are you able to remove your shirt?"
The latter raise a brow and you flushed. "I need to examine the wound-"
"Easy, pretty girl," She grins and the red on your cheeks darkened. "And I can't," She palms the bloody bandage. "I think I need new bandages and maybe some muscle tape."
You can't help but return her grin, "Stitches, probably."
The latter nods as you prepare the surgical scissors and begin cutting through her shirt. While doing so, Ada watches you intently as the cloth loosens, and cuts in half, revealing her scarred, lithe torso. You inhale slowly before gently removing the soaked cloth and tending to her injury.
"At this point, I think you allow yourself to get hurt." You stammered as you patched her up in a quick yet efficient fashion, "Well, I mean - I'm not saying it to undermine your capabilities as an asset or anything - what I'm saying is-" Ada merely chuckles when you're done. "I mean," The former slowly stands up. "Ada," You warned, "You shouldn't-" But the Asian doesn't listen as she gracefully steps toward you, you did the opposite.
"You really shouldn't," Your words die in your throat as her figure towers over you. Damn, was Ada this tall before? How come you didn't notice?
Reality sets in when your back presses against the counter. "Ada, your injuries-" Your pleas fall on deaf ears as the older woman traps you against the counter - she didn't even cage you in yet before she takes another step closer to you - uncomfortably close that she can take your fleeting scent: comforting, with the right amount of sweet, and mingling notes of Jasmine.
Ada's eyes dilated.
"For the last time, Ada," The former was brought back to her senses when your hand pressed against the base of her neck, your fingers are pressed against the muscle between her neck, and right collarbone. "Sit down, please - do you feel anything at all?"
The older woman slowly blinks before finally, trapping you with her arms blocking your sides as she looks down at you through her lashes.
You feel her pulse quicken beneath her cool, pale skin.
"I do now," Ada whispers.
#ada wong x reader#resident evil x reader#ada wong#rambling because my brain is full of Ada#This one's kind of messy but bear with me pls#resident evil#re4 remake#re4 ada
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The feminine urge to write for Ada Wong
#ada wong x reader#resident evil#ada wong#resident evil x reader#resident evil x you#gxg#gxg imagine
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