May I Request Jill Valentine Headcanons (with Smaller Reader If You Accept Such Specification)? Baby

May i request Jill Valentine headcanons (with smaller reader if you accept such specification)? baby girl needs more love 🥺

- Jill Valentine x reader// headcanons

You’re so right, I love her sm I need to write for her more! Anyway hope you enjoy my lovely!! 💕💕

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-If you’re shorter than her she would absolutely tease you about it!! I mean could you imagine her leaning against you as she reaches up for something you can’t. Her front pressed against your back.

- definitely would call you her ‘love bug’

- after all the terrible things she’s been through, she definitely enjoys the silence that you bring. The way you two can just be sitting around doing nothing brings her so much happiness.

- Jill loves waking you up with gentle kisses, all over your face and jaw. She normally wakes up way before you and so she takes that time to just admire you.

- Cooking with Jill is just wonderful, it’s really fun and she only gets fresh ingredients and so everything just tastes amazing.

^- However she doesn’t exactly know how to cook, I mean she spent so long in her run-down apartment eating takeout back in Raccoon City. But she’s a quick learner!!

- I feel like she would be secretly really good at games, I’m talking video to board games she’s just insanely good. Maybe it’s because she’s really smart.

^- she lets you win most of the time, just to see your smile because goodness she is just in love with your pretty smile!!

- loves seeing you in her clothes! It just honestly melts her. The way her clothes drape over your body.

- I feel like she would absolutely love to take showers with you! Omfg I need to write that like her just washing your hair so gently. She’s just so loving!!

- because of her job she’s very protective of you, she has definitely taught you self defence but even then it doesn’t stop her from worrying.

- Overall Jill in all honesty just wants the best for you because she loves you so very much!! And she tells you so every day <3

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Could you write some more lifeguard! James Potter(if it’s not too much trouble) I loved the first blurb of that! Thank you!

Sneaking

{Lifeguard!James sneaks you into the pool he works at}

Of course, I can lovely! Hope you enjoy 💕

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Warm summer nights like this are the worst, the air is so thick with humidity that it makes it hard to breathe and everything feels so much heavier than usual, as if gravity somehow increased with the hot summer heat. You had hoped that the night might bring a cool breeze, yet there was nothing but still air.

However, luckily for you, James was given the keys to the pool he worked at, a stupid play on their part. You convinced him to sneak you both in, just to cool down and he tried his best to persuade you against the idea, with ice cream but to avail, you were stubborn.

“My boss will kill me if she finds out” James huffs, watching you get undressed, leaving you in nothing but your swimsuit. It was a stupid idea he knows that deep down, but god, you were impossible to say no to.

You look over to him, frowning when you realise he’s still dressed, “She won’t know- come on James" You sigh as he looks at you with an unimpressed look, " You know, Remus was right you’ve gone soft” You giggle at the way he gawks at you in disbelief as if he can’t believe the words that just left your mouth.

“Gone soft? He said that?” He asks, taking off his shirt and throwing it next to yours, “Gone soft- as if” he scoffs grabbing your hand and before you can even process what’s happening he’s already jumping into the cool water, taking you right with him with a splash.

“James?! What happened to sneaking?” You whisper-shout, tucking your hair behind your ears as you watch him run a hand through his. He smirks swimming over to you with a slight chuckle.

James shushes you, and you watch as a playful look flickers through his brown eyes, and you know you’re about to eat your words. His hands grasp at your hips, tugging you towards him. “You’re so pretty” he whispers, noticing how the moonlit water reflects against your soft skin.

His lips find yours as your arms wrap around his neck, keeping you balanced, as you urge him closer to you and the water ripples with the movement. “So pretty” he agrees with himself, his supple lips trailing down to your jaw, then across your neck.

He’s so unbelievably sweet, and his words have you feeling all fluttery as if you were flying. You giggle at the ticklish kisses he leaves and you feel him smile against your dewy skin.

“James” you sigh as his hands run across your hips traversing against your back, he pulls you closer against him.

You lose yourself in the soft feeling, and the last thing you expect is for him to splash you with water, you gasp at the sudden cold feeling pushing his shoulder, “You absolute prick!” You gasp suddenly not caring about the fact you’re technically trespassing.

You flick the water up at him watching as he flinches slightly trying to dodge your attacks. “Shhh shh- Hun, you gotta be quiet,” he says, his hands up in defeat as you continue to splash him with water.

But you don’t stop, you’re having way too much fun and James can’t help but admire you, the way you practically shine with nothing but pure joy. Not a care in the world, just as it should be.

His fingers wrap around your wrists stopping your relentless attacks as he pulls you closer to him once again, your hands immediately grab onto his shoulders.

You notice how tiny droplets of water drip from his curls, that stick to his sun-kissed skin, trickling down the curve of his jaw. “I love you” he smiles bashfully, he can’t help it, not with the way you’re looking at him as if you’ve just won the lottery.

“I love you too James” you whisper, his lips against yours although you can’t really call it a kiss because you both are smiling uncontrollably. He rests his head against yours as you both giggle.

Then his phone rings and it causes you both to jump, he swims over to where it lays on top of his pile of clothes. “It’s Moony” he lets you know, looking over at you, “Come on sweetness, let’s go home” he says, although he sounds like he’s trying to reason with you more than anything.

You nod, deciding against giving him a hard time, and you chuckle at the small sigh of relief that leaves his lips.

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hi!! i love your stuff so much - they’re so cute and comforting!

i’m very insecure about how i look in a swim suit, and i was thinking of something where leon noticed the reader acting differently while they’re at the beach/pool and comforting them 💕💕

-Leon Kennedy x reader

{Insecurites aren't something that change overnight, so you take it one step at a time with Leon}

Thank you!! I hope this is okay sweetie! 💕💕

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The crease between your brows only gets stronger when you start to study yourself in the changing room’s mirror, notching how your swimsuit-clad body seems almost off-putting? and you wince at the thoughts that plague your mind.

You had tried to talk yourself out of these feelings, counteracting the self-hatred that seemed to have a vice-like grip on your heart but it was pointless especially when the thoughts were so obtuse in the forefront of your mind. Maybe coming to the beach with Leon and the Redfield siblings was a mistake.

You jump slightly when Claire knocks on the door, “Are you okay?” She asks with the sweetest tone, she’s always been such a good friend, you should tell her the truth, but at last, the words get caught in your throat and instead, you just let out a quick.

“Yeah, I’m good!”

You wipe the tears that prick at your eyes, letting out a shaky sigh as you slip Leon’s jacket back on, thankful it’s big enough to cover your behind.

It was a lovely day the sun was out and there were barely any clouds, and you knew the breeze wouldn’t last long, but there was no way you were going to take off this jacket.

You and Claire walked back down to the beach, hot silky sand beneath your feet. She asked if you were getting 'too warm' to which you politely just shrugged off, telling her how the breeze was making you a little chilly and you were glad that she didn’t push.

Leon watches you walking over, completely forgetting about his game of frisbee with Chris, and he frowns at the zipped-up jacket that covers you. Won’t you get too hot?

He knew something was wrong with you, through the whole car ride you were quiet, nervous almost, but even then thinking back to it, you started acting off when Claire first brought the whole beach trip up. He curses himself for not talking to you sooner.

He sighs watching you talk to Claire, you ask her for the car keys as she hands them to you, and you start walking back to the car.

Leon snaps out of his thoughts as a plastic frisbee hits his head, “Ow! What the-” he spins around to Chris who gives him a strange look, throwing his arms up in the air.

“You're gonna keep losing if you don't pay attention,” he says with a chuckle, trekking to go and collect the frisbee.

Leon says something about going to check up on you, and he certainly doesn’t miss the way Claire gives him an understanding look.

He notices you’re sitting in the car, your palms against your eyes as you wipe away your tears. You felt so silly and it only made you cry all the more, the sight made Leon’s chest tighten.

You look at him with a strained smile as he opens the car door, “C’mere baby” he says taking your hand as he helps you out of the vehicle before his arms encircle around your shoulders.

Now you feel even worse as you curse yourself for ruining a perfectly good day, “M’sorry Leon, I just hate -” he doesn’t let you finish the sentence as his big hands cup your face with such care.

“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the way you look sweetheart” he says pressing a kiss to your hairline, and your heart tightens. He knew, of course, he did. You’ve never met anyone who knew you as well as Leon did.

"You're beautiful, inside and out honey," he tells you, and Leon knows there isn't much he can say to make your insecurities just disappear, no matter how hard he wishes he could.

His words leave no room for doubt but there’s still a twinge of embarrassment that pinches at your skin as you try to bury your face into his shoulder, “I’m overthinking everything- I’m sorry” you mumble, biting back the sob.

Leon hates the way you go frigid in his arms, “Don’t apologise baby- you’ve got nothing to apologise for, you hear me?” He says and you nod with a weak ‘yeah’. He can still tell how uncomfortable you are with how you seem to go on yourself, shying away from him and it hurts more than you’ll ever know.

“Hey, I packed, something one second,” he says before disappearing behind the car, he opens the trunk and he soon reappears with a pair of shorts in hand, his shorts. “If you don’t feel comfortable then you can wear these yeah? Better than you overheating in this, honey” he says, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket you’re wearing.

You nod with a weak smile before slipping the shorts on over your swimsuit, he walks over to you with love in his eyes as he tightens the drawstring into a bow, “There you go, beautiful” he presses one last final kiss to the corner of your mouth, relief washing over him when you finally give him a smile, a real one.

"Thank you, Leon" you sigh as he wipes away a stray tear before pressing another kiss to your cheek, his lips against your warm skin as he whispers a loving, 'You don't have to thank me, sweetness'

You remember something that Leon told you once about ‘taking it one step at a time’ and his words warm you as you shrug off the jacket. You know insecurities aren’t a thing that can be broken overnight, it's something you had to work through, so, you’ll take it one step at a time.

Leon’s hand rests against the small of your back in a comforting manner as you both walk side by side, “You know, I think I might need your help, sweetheart, Chris was beating my ass in frisbee” he says, looking over at you as you giggle, saying something about how you’d ‘love to be on his team’

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Ouch!

{Spider-Man!Spencer comes home late with a gift and an apology}

I love this au so much it’s insane. I really hope you enjoy!! 💕

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2:23 am. The clock reads in bright red colours and you swear it’s taunting you, mocking you almost as you wait and wait for Spencer to return home. Angry felt like an understatement, you were beyond angry at this point and you blame him for making you sick with worry.

Spencer would normally send you a text at the very least, just to let you know he was coming home, but tonight, nothing, just complete radio silence. And now you were completely consumed with panic, a feeling that left a bitter taste in your mouth.

And that’s why you felt like throwing a pillow and a blanket at him as he clumsily climbs through your window, knocking his books off the shelves as he does, to tell him he’ll be sleeping on the sofa for the rest of the month.

But then he pulls off his mask, trying to catch his breath, his hair all messy and he gives you the biggest sweetest smile ever, eyes creasing with the action. He knows he’s messed up, big time.

“Baby- I’m sorry, I just-” he watches as you scoff before walking off into the bedroom, his smile drops and his eyebrows knit together with confusion, “Hey! Where are you going?” He asks, only to be met with the bedroom door in his face.

“Well now that I know you’re not dead, I’m going to sleep,” you tell him, and he winces slightly at the anger in your tone.

He didn’t mean to return so late, it was partly Derek's fault, he was the one who dumped all that paperwork on his desk, which made him late to his ‘late night parkour sessions’ as you so kindly called it.

Spencer rests his head against the wooden door, sighing softly, “I’m really sorry, can I come in-- please?” He asks, his voice so gentle that it almost makes you feel bad, “I really missed you today”, almost.

You contemplate packing a bag and calling Penelope, but then you would have to come up with a believable excuse because you couldn’t exactly tell her that Spencer, the same Spencer she’s been working with for years, is Spider-man.

He starts tapping the door to some rhythm in his head, “No, I don’t want to look at you right now” you tell him, hoping that he would just give in but that wasn’t exactly in Spencer’s nature.

Your words pain him more than you know, it hurts to hear but he couldn’t exactly blame you either, he knew you would worry.

He rummages through his brown shoulder bag looking for the necklace he and Derek brought. You wanted it for your birthday but it was sold out everywhere, then JJ had seen it on her way to work and immediately called Spencer, who was going to swing over to the jewellery shop, literally, but was soon stopped by Derek who said he’d go with him, something about Penelope having a rough week and wanting to treat her.

He holds the small purple box gently, thumb grazing over the velvet, sighing at the entire situation.

Then the door opens and a hopeful feeling blooms through his chest, “I’m going to get some water” and just like that it withers away.

He follows you out into the kitchen, his brown eyes full of guilt. He just wants to hold you again. “Sweetness, I was going to text you I swear- but then my phone” he admits holding up two pieces of his flip phone, snapped in half.

He’s about to go on a rant, explaining to you how it completely wasn’t his fault, how these guys were trying to rob this old woman on his way home, and Spencer being Spencer, plus the whole Spider-man thing, couldn’t just ignore it.

But you don’t let him, you guess you were just overcome with relief that he was alright, not bleeding out in some random alleyway, it kinda just hit you, washing over your tired body with haste as you threw your arms around his neck, bringing him close to you.

That same relief bleeds onto him, and with a heavy sigh as he rests his head in the crook of your neck. His arms encircling around you as he holds you close to him. He doesn’t want to let you go.

“I can’t keep paying for new phones” you whisper, trying to hold back the cries that wedge in the back of your throat with a giggle, and he chuckles softly shaking his head.

“You don’t have to, I’ll figure it out,” he says, pulling back slightly as he peppers gentle kisses all over your face, and his heart skips a beat at your soft laughter, the lovely sound only urges him to continue.

You’re hands cup either side of his cheeks as you look at him, studying his pretty face, “You really scared me tonight Spencer” you tell him, and he gives you an understanding look as he takes your hands in his, his thumb smoothing over the bumps of your knuckles.

“I know- I’m sorry, really-” you watch with slight confusion as he pulls out a small purple box from his pocket, “It won’t happen again, I promise” he whispers handing you the gift, he smiles watching with excitement as you open the box.

His heart stutters in his chest as he watches your eyes light up, glistening with joy as you look up at him, you go and say something but all that comes out is small gasps, and it makes the butterflies in his stomach all too prominent.

“I know this won’t make up for everything, and- and I’m not trying to buy your forgiveness, that’s not what I’m trying to do- I just want you to be-” and before you completely lose him to his panicked rambling, you push your hand against the back of his neck bringing him down as you kiss him, leaving him breathless.

He lets out a nervous chuckle, “S-so you like it?” He asks quietly, his lips against yours.

“I love it, thank you, baby,” you tell him, and he helps you put the necklace on, his gentle fingers grazing against your soft skin before you pull on his hand leading him into your bedroom with hushed giggles, your hearts full of love.

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Forever in my heart

{Just a cute moment between you, Cregan and your son}

I love him sm!! Hope you enjoy! 🤭💕

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Cregan's heart blooms with love, warmth expanding within his chest as he watches you with soft eyes. You’re sitting on the bed, furs beneath you with your legs crisscrossed as you look down at your son, Brandon Stark, his arms stretched out as he lays before you, his tiny hands grabbing at nothing as he gurgles up at you.

There’s a look in your eyes that has Cregan feeling all choked up, he isn’t quite sure what it is exactly, but it’s full of love and amazement as if you couldn’t quite believe your child was here. He watches as the back of your finger brushes gently across his cheeks, smiling when he blabbers at you.

“How is he?” He whispers, carefully shutting the door to your shared bedchambers so as to not disturb his son. You beam up at Cregan, a giant smile splays across your lips, and even despite your exhausted expression he still thinks you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever met.

You pat the space next to you happily, urging him to sit next to you, and he gladly does. “He’s perfect,” you say, your tone hushed. You smile as you feel his big hand soothing your lower back with a pressure that has you sighing with pleasure.

“He is, just like his mother,” he says, gently kissing your hairline. He looks down at his son, chuckling at the way he kicks his legs up in the air, “Strong too”

He admires your strength, and how you still insist on caring for your son by yourself through everything. It warms him immensely to know you care so deeply, then again, he didn’t expect anything else from you.

You turn to him with a grateful smile, your fingers running along his stubbled jaw before you press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, “Just like his father” you say, leaning your head against his shoulder. You watch as his thumb gently smoothes over Brandon's soft cheek, giggling when your son smiles, his eyes wide and bright, full of wonder.

The sight has your heart clenching in your ribcage, how Cregan is so gentle, the love that flashes through his eyes as your son's little hand wraps around Cregan’s fingers.

Then he gurgles something that sounds a lot like ‘mama’ but it’s not quite correct, and you grab at your husband’s hand with an excited gasp. He chuckles at the shock that takes over your soft expression.

“Can you say, Mama?” You giggle, fingers gently tickling his sides as Brandon lets out an excited squeal, and the sudden noise has Cregan chuckling.

You try to get him to say it five more times but to no avail, as he only lets out incoherent gurgles, blowing raspberries before laughing, kicking his legs wildly as he does. It causes a warmth to spread across your chest and it feels like you’re melting.

“So close lovely, so close” Cregan teases, nudging your shoulder ever so gently. He looks down at Brandon, pushing back the dark tuff of hair that curls over his forehead.

Cregan feels his heart beam as his son looks over at him, his dark brown eyes glistening under the glow of the fire and he mumbles something that sounds dangerously close to ‘papa’

“Traitor” you gasp with a chuckle, looking down at your son with soft eyes. Cregan takes your hand in his, pressing a kiss to your knuckles as he smiles.

“Thank you” he whispers, gaining your attention, “Thank you for everything,” you notice the tears that start to build up in his eyes, his tone so soft that it leaves you breathless.

You wiggle your hand from his to cup his jaw, thumb grazing against the stubble, as he looks at you with those pretty eyes of his, “I love you, so much” he looks down at his son, his hand gently holding his tiny one, “Both of you” and you swear, you could live forever in this quiet moment.

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-Remus Lupin x reader

{A lazy Sunday morning is rudely disturbed by James and Sirius, much to Remus’ dismay}

Short and sweet! Hope you enjoy as always lovelies!💕

!18! {Its a little suggestive}

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Remus loves mornings with you, how your gentle fingers run up and down the expanse of his back, he sighs against your collarbones as your fingers graze against his scars that are littered over his skin, you enjoy the roughnesses of them.

You spent the night over at his apartment, enjoying the silence since both James and Sirius were gone.

He nuzzles his nose against your neck as he presses kisses along your shoulders, “Mm, you’re so cuddly in the mornings” you giggle, running a hand through his pillow-tussled hair.

You can feel him smile into your skin as he throws a leg over your own, “You’re so warm” he says, voice still a little raspy from sleep. His hand slips underneath the oversized shirt you’re wearing, and you hum softly at the feeling. He props himself on his elbow, gazing down at you with soft eyes, “And so very pretty dove” he smiles, dropping a kiss to your shoulder, then another to the corner of your mouth.

The butterflies in your stomach are all too prominent at his loving words, and goosebumps prick at your skin as his hand traverses up your body. He notices, of course, he does he always notices the way your body reacts to him.

That’s why he decides to push his luck, leaving a hot trail of kisses along your neck, his soft lips lingering at the sensitive parts of your skin making you sigh with pleasure and it only fuels him to go further.

“I love you” he whispers, lips grazing against your jaw as he moves to lay in between your legs. He continues to pepper kisses along your skin as your fingers thread through his hair, and he smirks when your hips writhe under his own.

You gasp when he grinds down against you mimicking your own actions, “I love yo-” and before you could even get the four words out there’s a loud knock at his door. Remus lets his head drop against your shoulder as he groans.

“Come on Moony! You promised us breakfast” Sirius yells from the other side of the door, followed by James saying something about how he was ‘starving’

Remus lifts his head from your shoulder, “Talk me out of murder” he says, dropping a kiss to your shoulder as you try to stifle a laugh behind your hand.

“We couldn’t do this” you smile, tucking his hair behind his ear before leaning to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth and he hums in agreement. And despite the relentless knocking at his bedroom door he still kisses you, thumb resting against your chin as his tongue pushes against yours.

He pulls back, his forehead against yours and for a moment the sound of the knocking is drowned, it doesn’t last long enough though as both James and Sirius start hammering at the door with their fists.

You giggle as he stands up from the bed, the door swings open, “Oh come on! You’re not even dressed!?” James complains throwing his hands up in the air.

“Yeah put a shirt on you flirt” Sirius smirks, his head popping out from behind the door as he sends you a small wave greeting you a good morning, you wave back to him with a laugh.

Remus threads a hand through his hair, “Give me twenty and we’ll be ready” he huffs, watching as the pair nod their heads, and just like that the door closes again and he climbs back into bed with you.

He notices the confusion that paints your face as nuzzles back down into your arms, “Just five more minutes dove” he smiles and you don’t fight him on it as your arms wrap around his shoulders, because how could you deny that?

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