Gorgeous Distraction

✧gorgeous distraction✧

{James trying his best to study while you distract him}

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“Knock it off” James tries so hard to be serious meekly pushing your shoulder, you watch with a teasing smirk as the crease between his brows wobbles and a small chuckle escapes his supple lips, that he tries so hard to press into a thin line to show how ‘unimpressed’ he his, and he hates to admit it but you’ve got him wrapped around your pretty little finger.

James could never truly be mad at you, you’re his everything and he tells you so about ten thousand times a day, so he doesn’t mind much when you press ticklish kisses against his jaw and to that sensitive part just behind his ear, while he’s trying to study, his books splayed across your bed and he pretends to more interested in them than you.

He always gets this fleeting feeling in his chest whenever he’s around you and it flutters to his stomach leaving him all giddy inside, you drive him mad in the best way possible.

Especially when your gentle fingers play with the curly ends of his hair that sit against his neck, the way your cold knuckles graze against his warm skin, he thinks he just might end up going insane.

You giggle watching as he not so sneakily glances at you, a small smile dances on his lips, and you know he can’t keep his composure for long, “James… James, give me attention” you whisper in his ear as you continue press kisses along his jaw while your gentle fingers still twirl through his hair, with the hope that he might just put away the scattered books and paper tonight.

He wants to be stubborn, he wants to regain some kind of control over himself when it comes to you, but how can he? When you smell like home and your comforting warmth is radiating from you inviting him like a Sirens melody.

"I'll kick you out" he threatens, as you blow cold air against his ear with a giggle, while he scribbles notes down on some paper.

"It's my room, love" you remind him, your head resting against his shoulder

"That won't stop me from locking you out, Love" he smiles as you let out a huff and he thinks he's finally won, that you might have gotten bored, but he's proven otherwise.

Your hands playfully tug at the hem of his sweater nimble fingers dipping under the soft weaved fabric as they gently traverse his lower abdomen, and you feel his muscles tense under your teasing touch as he lets out a breathy giggle that borders on a gasp and you relish in the soft sound.

“Oh!— alright, enough you win, you win” he smiles picking up the old tattered books on transfiguration and chucking them carelessly, you gasp watching them skid across the old wooden floor.

“What did the poor books do to you?” You giggle as he scoffs at you, his hands pull you into his lap and your heart feels so full and loved as his gentle fingers trace mindless patterns on the top of your thighs, and you lean to press a small kiss to the tip of his nose.

his hands settle against your hips, "If I fail I'm blaming you" he says, chuckling as you feign offense with an overdramatic shocked expression.

“Not my fault you're so pretty James” you whisper, hands cupping his warm cheeks, and pride blooms in your chest at the redness that tints his cheeks, "Just completely and utterly irresistible"

He’s a blushing mess and uncontrollable toothy grin splays across his face, his lips wobble as he tries to stop it, and it makes you giggle, “Well... I got nothing on you Angel” he admits with a wink and you roll your eyes at his comment leaning down to capture his soft red lips in a loving kiss that leaves him breathless, and he never wants to let you go.

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☾⋆AN// *BOOM* I wrote this instead of my essay, hope you enjoyed lovelies! <3 {{requests are open!}}

✧Just a second more✧

{You and Alicent spend a cold morning in her bed}

!!sexual themes minors please go read something else!!

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Through a sleepy haze, Alicent seeks your warmth from underneath the covers, it’s a desperate need for your comfort, and you smile at the lovely sight of your wife, her brown curls spread across the cotton pillows her facial features are relaxed, and she’s so pretty underneath the early morning sun, it’s light dusting across her soft features as it peaks behind the curtains.

A sudden gust of wind seizes through the room as she immediately cuddles closer into your warmth, her arm slung over your hip, her face smushed against your chest, and she murmurs something incoherent.

“What was that, my love?” You whisper as she nuzzles her nose into your soft skin, your delicate fingers trace against her spine and you feel the goosebumps that arise from your gentle touch.

“It is cold” she whines, slowly coming out of her sleepy state, her lips grazing against your chest as her legs tangle themselves in yours trying to take whatever warmth she can from your body, you hum in contentment.

You’re taken by surprise when she starts pressing light kisses to your chest, traversing to your neck, “I love you my dear” she whispers, warm breath against your cheek, and you suddenly feel very flustered.

Your hand comes to cup her face gently brushing away a stray eyelash from her soft cheek, “I love you too sweetheart” you quietly express, and you can’t help the overwhelming desire to capture her supple lips in a loving kiss.

The action takes her by surprise at first before she pushes you against the bed, she leans over you before straddling your thighs, her hair falling around her face, you smile at just how beautiful your wife is and your hand reaches to tuck her hair behind her ear.

“You simply are a gift from the gods,” you say in awe of her beauty, and she rolls her eyes in jest a smile teetering on her lips.

“You are so sweet, my sweet girl” she smiles pressing kisses from the tip of your nose to your lips, her tongue hot against yours as she captures your moans in her mouth before pulling away with glossy red lips, “I think I know a way of warming up” she teases stealing another kiss from you once again.

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☾⋆AN/ My wife! I love her!

heyy!! just wanted to point out that your profile picture is super cute! 💓

Aww thank you my love!! <33 it’s Zelda!

{{I’ve always been an Nintendo kid}}

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I won’t write super dark themes, abusive relationships, homophobia, or any kind of bigotry, etc.

{don’t expect a routine I’ll post whenever I have the time}

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✧Apple of my eye✧

{you stress bake an apple pie when Tommy is late returning home that’s it that’s all}

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“Just please be careful Tommy, please” you sigh wrapping a scarf around his neck, it had gotten much colder recently which often meant more ice which came with a multitude of different dangers.

His hands settle against your hips bringing you closer to him, you could feel the warmth radiating from him and you sigh into the feeling, “I’ll be fine baby, promise— I mean always am aren’t I” he presses a reassuring kiss to your forehead.

“That ain’t gonna suffice Miller” you tut as he laughs at you his hands cupping your cheeks before stealing your lips into a loving kiss, he doesn’t want to leave you, doesn’t want to leave the warmth that you bring.

“Honey I gotta go—“ you don’t let him finish his sentence as you pull him down for another kiss, “Alright Honey I really gotta” he chuckles as you open the door for him, the brittle temperature barges its way into the warmth of your home.

That was twelve hours ago, the sun was now setting casting an orange light over the kitchen as you roll out the dough, an unsettling feeling of stress settles into your bones and your brows knit together, you thought baking just might take your mind off of your husband out in a snow storm patrolling the woodlands and how late he was returning home.

You let out a frustrated sigh as scooped the sweet apple filling into the dough-lined pie dish, glancing over at the clock that read ten o’clock the sun had completely gone down now and panic started to rise to leaving a bad taste in your mouth as you put the apple pie in the oven.

A confusing mixture of anger and worry barges through your body leaving an odd weight on your chest and you couldn’t decide whether you wanted to cry or storm up those mountains and drag your husband back home.

You jump slightly as the kitchen timer dings, you take out the apple pie smiling at the homely smell of the sweet treat, “Ooh sumthin smells good honey” Tommy says as takes his snow-covered coat off, his smile falters slightly when he doesn’t get a response.

You turn around facing your stupidly beautiful husband as he smiles at you from the door frame, it’s a sheepish smile and he knows exactly what’s wrong with you as you throw the kitchen towel at him before running over to him and wrapping your arms around his neck brining him into a hug, relief washing over you as he holds you closer into his body his cold nose nuzzling against your neck.

“You're not having any” you mumble holding him tighter and you feel him laugh, “You really scared the fuck outta me Tommy” he pulls away slightly his cold hand cupping your face as he brings your lips into a loving kiss and you can’t help but melt into the tender feeling.

“I’m real sorry sweetheart… it’s a fuckin blizzard out there— I love you” he murmurs the last part against your lips before pressing a soft kiss to them and you can’t help the fluttering feeling that swarms through your chest, his hands settle on your hips and you watch as he glances over your shoulder to the apple pie that sits on the kitchen counter.

“You can have some—” you smile at him your hands threading through his dark hair that’s slightly damp from being outside in the midst of a snow storm, “—on one condition” you add admiring the beauty marks that adorn his skin.

“Mm, what’s that?” He smirks pulling you impossibly closer to his body, stealing your warmth as his hands slip under your jumper, they’re cold against your warm skin and the feeling sends a shiver through you as he draws small circles against your back.

“You take me out once the storms passed… I wanna see the stars” you smile basking in the small loving moment.

His face softens with love as he looks at you with adoration, “Of course, I will sweetheart- I'll do anything ya want” he presses a kiss to your forehead before you pull away to cut him a generous slice of apple pie.

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☾⋆AN/ I want this man so bad. Hope you enjoyed lovelies!! <3 {{requests are more than welcome}} any mistakes let me know!

hello again! okay so im the anon who requested the zipping up the dress and last domestic leon hcs right… and ive been absolutely eating up your fics- like i swear you put crack in your work or something bc im in love with your writing.

but anyways, i was wondering if it was alright if you could do a leon x reader comfort fic where the readers parents are fighting during the holidays or something and the reader tries to brush it off or downplay it but it’s obvious it really affects them and leon becomes worried. i lowkey feel embarrassed requesting this but it would be nice to have something warm like this to read, but of course, you dont have to. thank you 💕

You’re far too kind anon! <3 I would be happy to do this I know how stressful the holidays can be so if I can provide some kind of distraction I would be glad to and please don’t be embarrassed about requesting I genuinely love when I get requests!

I’ll get round to it as soon as possible!! <33

{also just want to say if anyone wants someone to talk to I’m here, I know how this time of year can be a bit overwhelming! <3}