Hiya Lovelies!

Hiya lovelies!

Just letting you lovely people know that I’m still taking requests!! So you’re more then welcome to send me your requests 💕

— I write for —

The Marauders

Resident evil

House of the dragon

Have a wonderful day! 💕

hi! you’re one of my favorites writers i was wondering if you could write reader and Leon going furniture shopping for their first house they bought together thank you and have a great day! 😁

- Leon Kennedy x reader

This is so cute!! Thank you for requesting me love!! 💕💕💕

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You knew Leon could be so insanely stubborn at times, but you would’ve never expected him to go this far, every time you even begin to suggest decorating the house Leon only ever responds with, ‘Decorate however you want angel’ and you’re starting to doubt wether or not he even wants to move into a house together.

So you decide to wait until tonight, just as Leon climbed into bed with you to bring up the situation. He could tell something was bothering you by the way you pick at your nails, and the almost nervous look that settles in your eyes, his hand reaches for yours with reassurance.

“You alright sweetness?” He asks, his thumb smoothing over your knuckles as you give him a weak smile.

You nod as you start to play with his slightly gun-calloused fingers, and you take a mental note to pick up more of that hand cream he uses.

“Yeah, yeah I’m alright- I just- can I ask you something?” You tiptoe, really not wanting to jump to any insane conclusions that might hurt him, but you knew from past experience that it’s best to air out your feelings instead of bottling them up.

“Of course, you can,” he tells you shifting to sit closer to you.

You take a deep breath, preparing yourself, “Do you even want to move in together? I mean I just- I don’t know- it feels like you don’t really want this” You sigh, not looking at him scared of the pain that might stain his features.

He frowns a little, “What? Of course I want to move in together, I’ve wanted this for so long” he tells you with a promising tone, “Why did you ask?” It comes out much quieter than he wanted, his voice quivering ever so slightly.

“Whenever I bring up decorating you always seem to just brush it off,” you tell him playing with his fingers.

He goes quiet for a moment, trying to find the right way to say this, “I’m sorry angel— it’s just I want you to decorate it however you like, I mean you’re going to be here more than I am, you know with my job and everything” he confesses, guilt pinching at his heart.

His worries are soon gone as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, “Oh Leon, but this is still your house, our house” you remind him as you pull away slightly pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth, “I want you to help me decorate our house” you smile, watching the way his eyes glisten with excitement.

“Okay, I think we can do something about that tomorrow,” he says, relishing the way you let out a string of excited squeals.

You press another kiss to his cheek, “Well then, It’s a date Kennedy” you giggle snuggling down next to him, your head resting on his chest as he traces small patterns against your back.

Leon would be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t having a good time looking through all the fake furniture displays, the way you ‘Ooh’ and ‘Aww’ at all the different shapes and colours similar to a child in a sweet shop.

You both agreed to take it one room at a time, it would be much easier that way and you both settled on deciding the living room first.

“Ooo, We should get that one” you laugh pointing to the sofa that was an awful shade of green that was displayed.

He looks at you with unpleased eyes, “Absolutely not” he deadpans pulling you away from the ugly velvet cushioned sofa, as you ramble on about how a green sofa would be ‘cool’ but he has none of it.

Leon can hardly believe it, he’s always wanted to move in with you ever since you started to stay over at his apartment, he loves coming home to you, waking up and falling asleep together, and now he gets to do it every day, he couldn't be happier.

“How about this one?” He says, it was a beautiful cream colour with the softest fabric he’s ever felt, and he imagines being curled up on it together watching trash tv, “All snuggled up together, what do you think?” He asks, his hand soothes your hip.

“Mhm, does it come in a darker colour? You spill almost everything” you tease and he scoffs at you playfully.

“When have I ever spelt anything?” He asks with a slight frown.

“Hmm let me see, the one time you spelt my wine and left a stain, then the pasta incident when you were drunk, the pizza you dropped- oh! And-“ he doesn’t let you finish the rest of your rambling, his finger pushes against your lips.

“Okay okay yeah, so we’ll get it in dark grey” he chuckles, accepting defeat as he presses a kiss to your temple, you continue to walk through the aisle and he watches as you jog over to something that clearly has caught your attention and Leon knows that this might be a long day but there’s no one else he’d rather spend it with.

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hey just a /genq please don’t take this as me rushing you or anything but you do do every request and if you saw one you would do would u say something? i made a request quite some time ago and i was wondering if somehow i broke a boundary or i made you uncomfortable somehow

ofc if this is just you taking ur time with requests that perfectly fine please don’t worry!!

I’m going to be completely honest with you lovely, I have no idea, I’m currently working through like four requests right now, so you’re more then welcome to resend it, {as I have no idea what your original request was} or you can dm me!

Hope you have a wonderful day sweetness!! 💕

hello ! my life has been so busy but i finally got around to reading the leon fic w jumpy reader !! its absolutely amazing and i love the way u wrote it omg

it means so much to me that youve written from my requests even tho ive only written two but girl .. ur so sweet and amazing thank u so much 😭💕

Aawww thank you!! And you are ever so welcome my lovely!! I’m really glad you liked it!! Your request was super cute!! <3

I love writing for Leon sm!! He is literally so boyfriend! 💕

Nightmares

{You have a nightmare on the jet and Spencer comforts you}

Hope you enjoy lovelies!! 💕

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Nightmares were something that practically comes hand in hand with your job, I mean it was only natural that you would get them. Hotch said himself that he would be more worried if you didn’t get them and you suppose he’s right.

They were never easy to get through, the overwhelming weight that sits against your chest or how your heart seems to completely freeze with fear in your rib cage. You can’t really do anything to stop your own mind from betraying you.

If you had known that one of these particular nightmares would invade your exhausted mind you might’ve thought twice before sleeping on the jet's sofa.

You were curled up, knees tucked towards your chest with Spencer's cardigan draped over you as you slept. Spencer didn’t sleep instead he chose to fiddle with the pack of cards, flicking through them, silently thinking. He would occasionally glance over to you making sure you were okay.

He was observant, he noticed the way your eyebrows pulled together with an almost painful expression, how your lip quivered ever so slightly and his chest tightened at the pitiful whimpers that were muffled behind your clenched teeth.

He’s quick to kneel beside the sofa, rushing to your side. His fingers brush against your warm cheek as he tries to coax you from your nightmare. And he’s glad for your sake that everyone has fallen asleep, not that you should be ashamed, he’s told you millions of times there’s nothing to be ashamed about, but yet the mind is a very complex thing.

He watches in panic as your breathing becomes more and more erratic, and he feels hopeless. There’s nothing he can do but entwine his hand with yours hoping that it would bring you some kind of comfort.

“You’re okay, I’m right here” he whispers, keeping his voice down as he glances over his shoulder.

Emily was resting her head against JJ’s shoulder, both sleeping despite the uncomfortable position. Hotch, Derek even Gideon had all fallen asleep. He couldn’t blame them, tonight had dragged on for what felt like years.

It always seemed to be the same thing, your nightmares. Running towards something and never getting there fast enough and recently it had been Spencer that plages your mind. His voice calls for you weakly somewhere within the abyss and to try so hard to get to him, but your attempts are fruitless, and all you were met with are horrid images of him.

You gasp, scrambling to sit up with your shaky hand against your chest, your eyes brimming with tears as you look down at Spencer, sighing in relief, he's okay. He sits next to you a cautious smile etched onto his lips.

“I’ve got you- you’re okay,” he says as he holds you close, his arms wrapped securely around your body as you take deep breaths, your head resting against his shoulder.

He can feel your heartbeat and the way your shoulders shake as you try to stifle the cries that fall from your lips, his hand soothes the expanse of your back as he rests his chin on the top of your head.

“Spence, I- I can’t- I couldn’t” Your voice is hoarse and strained, and the sound sends pain ricocheting throughout his chest and it only makes him hold you tighter.

He presses a delicate kiss to your temple before he pulls away slightly, his hands gently grasping at your forearms as he studies your teary face.

“I’m okay, see? I’m right here” he promises taking your shaky hands, bringing them to cup either side of his face, "We're almost home". He knows your fears and how they seep into your subconscious mind, most importantly how they all seem to revolve around him.

It hurts him to know that he’s the cause of your worries and it hurts him even more knowing that he can’t really do anything, but what he can do is comfort you when they get bad, to bring you back to shore and hold you close to him, and he does without complaint. He loves taking care of you.

You nod your head as your thumb grazes along his cheek. Your eyes scan over his face, “I’m sorry” you whisper, resting your hands on his lap as he holds them, his thumb smoothing over the curves of your knuckles.

He looks at you with slight confusion, “No, you don't have to apologise- it’s what I’m here for” The compassion that bleeds into his tone and the way his gentle eyes never leave yours makes your chest tighten.

Spencer Reid was the kindest person you’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting, he had so much love to give. You were so happy that he shared his love with you.

He smiles as he wipes away the stray tears, “I love you Spencer” you whisper, leaning your forehead against his.

“I love you too” he presses a loving kiss to the corner of your mouth before pulling away. He taps his lap motioning for you to rest your head and you do so, enjoying the way he gently plays with your hair.

He looks down at you with love-filled eyes, “I’m right here- with you, I promise, I’m not going anywhere” he tells you, watching how you fight the sleep that hangs over you like a storm cloud.

You decide to trust his words, letting yourself relax into his touch as he drapes his cardigan back over your shoulders, and you both soon find yourselves in a dreamless sleep.

The jet will land soon, and you’ll both be woken by the teasing words of your friends. If you both knew that then maybe the pair of you would’ve thought twice before falling asleep on the jet's sofa together.

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Could you do something with a more protective jill valentine? like she just gets super jealous at anyone looking at the reader 😯

My girl

{Jill gets Jealous when her girl gets all the attention}

Hope this is okay lovely!! 💕

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If looks could kill let’s just say the entirety of this bar would be practically empty because Jill has done nothing but shot death glares at almost everyone who even tried to flirt their way into a conversation with you. It made her skin crawl with jealousy every time anyone got a little too close.

She hated feeling like this along with the guilt that pinches at her heart, she wants you to enjoy yourself but the way they look at you with their hungry eyes, and how their hands brush against your arms, it drives her insane because you’re hers.

Her hand rests on the top of your thigh, squeezing ever so slightly, “Are you okay?” You ask with the sweetest tone she’s ever heard and it practically melts her heart.

You lean into her, “Yeah I’m alright sweetie” She smiles pressing a kiss to your temple, her hand soothing against your thigh.

The night goes on and her hand doesn’t move as you continue your conversation, giggling whatever you’re talking about, not that Jill is listening far too distracted by the way the other person leans into you, their shoulder bumping into yours.

Jill lets out a sigh once the other person finally leaves to go 'get a drink', “Are you ready to go home yet?” You ask taking her hand from your thigh as you bring it up to your lips pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

She looks at you with an earnest smile, “Was ready a while ago, sweet girl” she mumbles and you smirk at the very obvious annoyance that stains her tone.

“You should have told me, baby, we could’ve left ages ago” You giggle, brushing back some of her hair behind her ear and she doesn’t hesitate to lean into you, peppering kisses against your jaw.

“Let’s go before that fucker comes back” she whispers her lips grazing against your ear and the feeling sends a shiver down your spine, and you can’t help but chuckle sweetly at the hate in her tone.

Jill hated to admit it but she was jealous, she was so insanely jealous of this random person in the bar who was all up in your personal space and she doesn’t want to spend another second here watching as you both get wrapped up in another hour-long conversation.

“Okay,” you smile as she takes your hand guiding you out of the busy bar as quickly as possible to avoid your ‘new best friend’.

It was colder out as the night passed and Jill hands you her coat, her arm wrapped around your waist as you both walk through the empty moonlit streets together with shared laughter.

“Hey! Wait up I forgot to give you my number!” Jill doesn’t know if she wants to punch the person in the face or throw up at how they clearly didn’t understand that you were taken.

So without really thinking she stops, tugging you into her body with haste as she presses her lips against yours in a hungry kiss, it takes you back a little but you soon relax into the warm feeling, tilting your head slightly to deepen the kiss and as soon as you catch on to what she’s doing you can’t stop the smile that sprays across your lips breaking the kiss.

Her hands are still against either side of your face and you look over Jill’s shoulder watching as the person from the bar walks away, well more so stomps away, and you giggle as she pulls you back into a kiss.

“Someone’s a little jealous” you chuckle as she playfully scoffs at you, her hands still against your warm face.

“You’re mine” she whispers against your lips, “All fucking mine baby” she presses one final kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“I’m all yours Jill” you smile, taking her hand as you continue to walk down the street, making your way back to your shared apartment.

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