Hi! I Love Your Work So Much, And This Is My First Time Doing A Request! I Was Wondering If You Could

Hi! I love your work so much, and this is my first time doing a request! I was wondering if you could do a Leon x reader where reader is a huge gamer girl and loves to play, but doesn’t play when Leon is around, bc her past relationship kinda frowned apon playing video games while s/o was around? And Leon’s all like “wdym, no baby it’s fine”?

(I hope that wasn’t too much >_<) Thank you and have a lovely rest of your day and stay healthy and hydrated!

-Leon Kennedy x reader

Ack!! This is too cute, hope you enjoy my lovelies!💕💕

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Leon is busy working away at the stack of paperwork that Chris so kindly gave him, claiming that he was ‘better at that sort of stuff’. He sits at the kitchen table, rolling his shoulders as he continues the pattern of reading then typing, reading and typing.

You look over at him from where you’re sitting on the sofa, your controller in hand as you contemplate turning it all off. You watch the crease between his brows get stronger, as he huffs out in annoyance running his hand through his soft hair, strands falling to fame his face.

Maybe your game is too loud? Perhaps it's distracting him?

Your mind wanders until you’ve convinced yourself that you’re the sole reason for his stress, that so obviously stains his face. You pause the game thankful that the music seems to be much quieter in the menu.

“You stuck again angel?” He chuckles, seeming a lot more relaxed than he was a moment ago. He pushes the laptop away as he stands up from his chair with a stretch and an exhausted sigh.

You shake your head as you watch him pour himself, and you, a drink. “No… well not really” you say, putting the controller on the coffee table as he walks over to you with two glasses in hand, taking a seat next to you as he hands you one with a gentle smile.

Leon can tell something up by the way you start to pick at your nails, avoiding him and his gaze as you get swept up in your own mind. “What’s going on huh?” He asks as he rubs your shoulder with his hand, hoping to stop whatever train of thought that has carried you away.

“Nothing I just- I’m sorry if the game was distracting” you mumble. There's something in your tone that he catches onto as if you're seeking some kind of validation for you to simply play your game, and it hurts Leon to think anyone ever made you feel like that. You go and turn the console off, but you don’t get far as he reaches to gently grab your wrist keeping you from getting up.

“No it wasn’t” he smiles, dropping a kiss to your shoulder as you sit back down, “You’re fine baby, honestly I like it” he admits handing the controller back to you with a wink and a smirk and you can’t help but let out a breathy chuckle.

He slings his arm around your shoulder pulling you into him as he urges you to continue playing, “What about your work?” You ask suddenly feeling awfully silly.

“I’ll do the rest tomorrow, wanna spend the night with my girl” he smiles, taking a sip of his drink as he watches you play your game, asking questions and pointing things out as you work your way through the story, and it makes your heart beam with love because he's genuinely interested, and it shows with the way his eyes seem to gleam with love.

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Hi! :) could you write fluff spencer reid x pregnant bau reader on a gala of sorts at their work where he is all careful and protective with her

-Spencer Reid x reader

Of course lovely, it’s a little short but I hope you enjoy nonetheless! 💕

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“Give me your hands sweetheart,” Spencer says, pulling you away from everyone else as he takes out a small bottle of hand sanitiser from his pocket. You do as he says without saying a word, you learnt the hard way not to question him any more.

You watch with a soft smile as he squeezes the bottle, the liquid is cold against your palms and you’re quick to rub it in. “Have you eaten yet?“ he asks, bringing a protective hand to settle against your lower back nudging you closer to him.

“Mhm, don’t worry David did let me go hungry” you smile reaching to tuck his hair behind his ear, he smiles gently as he leans into your touch.

He knows he has a habit of over-worrying, especially when it comes to you and you can’t blame him considering how much he’s lost in the past, perhaps that’s why you felt riddled with guilt after you had snapped at him this morning, immediately diving into teary eyed apologies.

“Good, do you need to sit down?” He smiles, he can’t help but ask. His palm soothes your back as he watches you roll your shoulders.

Your hand rests against your bump when you feel your baby kick, interrupting your train of thought, your eyes light up and you don’t waste a moment, bringing Spencer’s hand to your belly.

“We’re fine” you smile, watching his face practically beam with amazement.

“I know- I know” Spencer whispers, as if he's trying to calm any wondering thoughts he has, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

In all honesty, Spencer wasn’t sure he was ready for a child when you had first told him, and he still doubts himself from time to time but there’s something warm that blooms within his chest when you ask him to get whatever odd foods you’re craving or when you gently tug his hand to feel the baby kick.

“You’ll tell me if you need anything, yeah?” He whispers, and you can tell by the way he approaches the question that he’s being careful not to swamp you with his worry.

You immediately lean into him, pressing a kiss against his cheek, “Of course I will” you promise, taking his hands in yours.

You watch as his eyes scan across the room, and you know for a fact that he’s checking for anything that might end up being dangerous for you. He’s already baby-proofed the entire house… just for you.

“You know what? Maybe some fresh air” you suggest, it doesn’t sound like a bad idea the room was quite stuffy after all.

This seems to get his attention, his eyes finding yours once again. “Okay, yeah we can do that” Spencer smiles, his hand settles against the small of your back as he guides you through the room.

The room was dimly lit and packed with people from different precincts, and the mixture of light chatter, music and trying to watch over you was starting to become far too overwhelming for him. He was ready to go home a long time ago.

Your hand grasps his arm as you both walk side by side, your path abruptly stopped by someone who clearly wasn’t looking where they were going as they walk straight into you.

Spencer has never been quick to anger as he was in that moment, immediately pulling you behind him as he confronts the younger man with a scowl. “Watch where you’re going” he snaps as he looks back at you, making sure you're okay before looking back at the very obviously inebriated man.

“I- I’m sorry I didn’t see her, I-" he tries to explain himself, panicked as he makes eye contact with you. Spencer doesn’t let him finish his sentence.

“Wasn’t looking where you were going?” He scoffs, and you take the initiative to reach for his hand, trying to stop this from getting out of hand.

You let out a sigh of relief as you notice Derek walking towards you with a soft smile, “I got this” he mouths at you, before nodding to Spencer.

“Come on Spence” you whisper, tugging on his hand as he notices Derek, he gets the memo and he turns around to you. His thumb soothes over your knuckles and his heart seems to find a calmer pace, he takes a deep breath once he realises you're okay.

His eyes soften as you pull him towards the door, the cool air against your skin alleviates your stress and you're finally able to breathe. “Are you okay, you’re not hurt?” He asks, sitting down next to you on the bench, he takes his blazer and drapes it over your shoulders.

“Yeah I’m alright, are you? looked like you were about to start throwing punches back there” You rest your head against his shoulder, enjoying his body warmth that blankets over you as he wraps an arm around you and it only drives you to shuffle closer to him.

“I should’ve brought my cane” he chuckles, his cheek resting against the top of your head, and you both break out in laughter at the idea of him weaponising his cane.

The pair of you stay like that for a moment, enjoying the peacefulness of the cool evening. “I think I’m ready for bed” you tell him and he’s already calling a taxi.

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•Bi-Han x reader

{There’s a softer side to Bi-Han that is saved just for you, he shows it in the early hours of the morning}

Could it be slightly ooc? Perhaps, but a girl can dream. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my lovelies!! 💕 {requests are open}

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A soft breeze passes through the room, causing the sheer curtains to softly move with the wind. Bi-Han had left before the sun. He wanted to start his training extra early today, claiming the peacefulness of the early morning brought him a ‘clearer piece of mind’.

You smile, sitting up as you take in the sounds of nature; the birds, the insects, the way the leaves rustle. It’s the type of music that brings clarity to your heart and soul. Then you hear him, your husband as he walks towards your shared bedchambers, pushing open the door carefully so as to not wake you.

“Sorry my love” he whispers, his hair is slightly damp, freshly washed with a black robe wrapped securely around him. He takes a seat on the bed, looking down at you with the softest eyes.

You shake your head as his hand caresses your cheek ever so gently. “No, I was already awake. How was your training?” You ask tiredness still evidently laced within your tone. He tucks loose strands of your hair behind your ear as he admires your sleepy state.

He wonders to himself for a moment how he’s managed to keep someone like you, so soft and precious. You, who cares about him so deeply in ways he never expected. He wonders how long this moment of clarity will last.

“It was good, peaceful” he pauses, for a moment, his heart skipping a beat when you lean into his touch. The feeling of his calloused palm against your cheek is a pleasant, welcome feeling, and the way his thumb gently caresses the space under your eye almost lulls you back to sleep. The gentle action speaks volumes, a silent “I missed you” in the way he holds your face.

He watches the sly smirk that teeters on your lips, how your eyes brighten. The way his actions affect you. It makes him feel all types of emotions, ones that used to scare him, but now they bring him nothing but comfort.

“Perhaps next time you might join me?” he suggests, breaking the silence with his strong voice, before taking the bed sheets from behind you and draping the warm soft covers over your shoulders, protecting you from the chilly morning air.

“Mhm- perhaps you will give me a kiss every time I impress you?” You test your luck, the playful glint in his eyes gives him away immediately.

“You are a menace” he mumbles, dropping a delicate kiss to your shoulder. His lips trail up to your jaw, and he smiles against you when he hears your breath hitch. “It would be impossible,” he tells you, deciding to indulge in your banter, just this once.

“Oh? And why is that?” You press, feigning offence.

Bi-Han leans closer to you, his lips grazing against your ear as he whispers, “I wouldn’t be able to stop kissing you” he smirks when you gently push his shoulder, rolling your eyes in a playful manner.

He catches your hand gently in his, his fingers wrapping around your wrist before pulling you closer to him. His arms envelop you as he presses his lips against yours, in a fleeting but yet loving kiss. It’s you who deepens the kiss, your hands cupping either side of his face gently, and as always Bi-Han follows with nothing but trust.

He pulls back, “Let us go eat breakfast.” He whispers, and you nod, watching as he stands to collect your robe, helping you to slip it on. he steps in front of you, taking the silk and tying it gently around your waist. His hands find purchase on your hips, “Beautiful” he whispers, pressing one last kiss to your cheek before leading you into the dining area.

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A soft place to land

{Spencer isn’t used to having someone waiting up for him}

Super fluffy! As always I hope you enjoy my lovelies! 💕

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It’s half-eleven when Spencer finally gets home, opening the door with a heavy sigh as he kicks off his shoes. It was a long day, too long, and he’d missed you more than usual. Today’s case hit a little too close to home. The unsub had a pattern of targeting women in relationships, striking them when their partners were away, and the only thing Spencer could think about was you.

The thought of anything even happening to you when he’s away was enough to make him sick to his stomach.

He runs a hand down his face, another long sigh falling from his lips whilst he loosens his tie, before reaching to flick the light on. He frowns, with slight confusion, as he looks around the apartment, realising the light is already on. Then his face softens as he looks over at you. You’re curled up on his sofa, safe, with a throw blanket draped over your body. He blames his exhaustion for not recognising that sooner.

The sight makes his heart melt, a sudden warmth bleeding through his chest, and just like that the stress from today withers away, replaced by an overwhelming feeling, love.

Spencer walks over to where you’re lying, carefully kneeling beside the sofa as he moves your hair from your face, tucking it gently behind your ear. He leans down to gently kiss your cheek, and the feeling stirs you awake.

Your eyes flutter open slowly, adjusting to the low light of the lamp. “Shit- I’m sorry honey,” he says softly, the feeling of his thumb caressing your cheek almost lulls you back to sleep.

He watches you with kind eyes as you sit up, flashing him a sleepy smile and he can’t help but chuckle at you. “It’s alright” you whisper, words coming out all mushed together and laced with sleep. “How was work?” You ask, adoration, dripping from your tone that it, in all honesty, takes Spencer back a little.

He wasn’t used to this, having someone whose love for him was so unconditional like yours. It scared him in ways he couldn’t even begin to describe and he knows, as he would do everything in his power to keep you, and your love for him.

Your question only elicits another dreary sigh, although a lot more dramatised. “Oh no, that bad huh?” You giggle, as he pouts, nodding his head. “Oh, you poor thing” you coo, with playful sarcasm.

He lets out a muffled, “I know” as he rests his head against your shoulder. His arms wrapped around you as he holds you close to him, your hands soothing against his back, a silent way of comforting him from the awful day he’s had.

He breathes in deeply, grounding himself with your touch and scent and he smiles when he realises you’re wearing that one perfume he had brought for your birthday, a sweet scent, but not too strong. It reminded him of a summer evening, which in turn, made him think of you.

“Oh, there are leftovers in the fridge if you’re hungry, just need to heat them up,” you tell him as he pulls back to press a kiss to your hairline, standing up with a soft huff, “I didn’t know if you had already eaten, so I thought better to buy you something, just in case”

God what did he do to deserve such a beautiful person in his life. He can’t help but think as you smile up at him, eyes crinkling slightly. A beautiful person, through and through.

“Thank you baby” he smiles back at you as you follow him out to the kitchen, the throw blanket wrapped tightly around your shoulders, to fight off the cold.

He puts the container in the microwave, turning the dial and setting it for a couple of minutes. You stand behind him with your arms around his torso, the pair of you gently swaying as he waits for his food to warm up, and he doesn’t miss the way you stifle a yawn against his shoulder.

Spencer turns around, facing you, and his hands cup your cheeks gently. He leans into you, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “You’re tired, go get into bed I’ll join you in a minute, honey,” he tells you, with nothing but care in his voice.

But, at last, you’re stubborn and you shake your head as he frowns at you, “I want to sit with you and talk for a while” you mumble, fighting the urge to close your eyes as his thumb caresses along your cheek.

He knows you hate it whenever you two don’t get to have dinner together, honestly a rarity, so that's why he doesn’t push it, knowing the time you spend together is so important to you both.

He whispers a small ‘Alright’ as he presses another kiss to your forehead then another to the tip of your nose. The gentle words ‘I love you’ fall so easily from his lips.

“I love you too, so much” you whisper before pulling him into you, your lips finally meeting his in a sweet kiss, a warmth that blankets the pair of you, woven by your devotion for each other.

With that, the microwaves finally ‘Dings’ making the pair of you pull apart. You keep to your words, and you sit with him while he eats, both of you talking about anything and everything. It’s home, Spencer thinks as he listens to you recall your day, spilling all the 'office gossip', which he loves just a little too much, and he knows there’s no one else he’d rather come home to than you.

By the time Spencer gets into bed, you’re already passed out, shuffling closer to him in your sleep as he cuddles up beside you, your leg thrown over his, and he sleeps soundly with you next to him, a heart full of love.

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Rainy mornings

{You and Rhaenyra enjoy a peaceful morning together}

Hope you enjoy my lovelies!! 💕

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It’s raining almost constantly on Dragonstone something you have come to love as time goes on. Especially in these moments when you wake up beside your beloved wife, her soft, white hair falling out of her once neat braid.

The back of her hand grazes against your cheek gently as you slowly begin to stir from your sleep. She props herself up on her elbow as she looks down at you with kind eyes, full of love and there's something about the warmth of the moment that seems to protect you from the harsh morning winds that whistle through the castle.

“Good morning my sweet girl” she smiles, keeping a hushed tone as she leans down to press a kiss to your cheek. Her hands soothe against the curve of your bare hip as he continues to press light kisses along your jaw smiling against you when you let out a small delighted sigh.

Rhaenyra watches as you rub your eyes, a yawn escaping your lips and she can’t help but let out a breathy giggle at the sight, but who could blame her? When her beautiful wife, lays naked beneath the white sheets, bathed in the morning sun as it rises. The happiness that blooms within her chest escapes her through soft giggles.

“Did you sleep well, my dear?” You ask, voice still laced with sleep. A gentle hand reaches up to brush away the hair that frames her face pushing it behind her ear, the back of your fingers grazing against her cheek.

“I always sleep well beside you,” she responds voice just above a whisper, before dropping a kiss to your shoulder. You shuffle closer to her, bringing the sheets with you as you rest your head against her chest. Rhaenyra traces her fingertips along your spine leaving goosebumps in their wake and the sensation only makes you nuzzle into her neck further, seeking out her warmth.

“Breakfast should be here soon so don’t go back to sleep my love” she whispers against your forehead, pressing her lips to your hairline as her hands still work their way up and down your back, enjoying the way your body feels against hers.

The familiar heavy sensation weighs against you, and you fight so hard to keep your eyes open, but the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks and the way Rhaenyra's hands feel against your body makes it really hard.

“You’re certainly not making it easy,” you tell her with a soft chuckle.

Before she can defend herself there’s a knock at the door, and a voice from the other side, “Breakfast m’lady”

She pulls the sheets over your shoulders to cover your modesty before telling the maid to enter. She leaves two silver trays, full of warm pastries and fruit, on top of the stone table that sits at the end of the bed before leaving with a curt bow wishing the pair of you a pleasant morning.

“Come on my sweet girl, let us eat,” she says, watching as you move away from your very comfortable position, and suddenly she’s left very aware of just how cold it is. You sit with your back against the headboard, robe wrapped tightly around your body as a gust of wind pushes through the room.

“Eating in bed are we?” She smiles at the tired nod you give her in response.

“Yes, because you love me dearly and it is simply far too cold,” you tell her as she brings the trays over to the bed placing them down on the mattress carefully before sitting back down next to you, and as if out of instinct you lean closer to her searching for her warmth yet again.

“I do, I love you more than words could ever express,” she says with such sincerity that it leaves you breathless and it certainly doesn’t help when he presses a loving kiss to your lips, her hand caressing your cheek ever so gently.

The pair of you indulge in the food, feeding each other the different fruits and sweet pastries and Rhaenyra can’t help but admire your beauty, the way you seem to practically glow under the morning sun as a smile embraces your beautiful features. She truly loves you, even if you’re leaving crumbs on the bed.

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hello!! i was reading smth on twitter abt how this person went on a date w someone and after they kissed, the other persons watch beeped rly loud due to an abnormal heartbeat and i thought it was rly cute and funny, i was wondering if i could request smth w leon? :0 i hope this made sense ;; no worries if it doesnt, its up to u!! hope u have a great day!! 💗

- Leon Kennedy x reader

This is so very cute!! Thank you for requesting my lovely! 💕

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Leon took it upon himself to walk you back home from the quaint restaurant the two of you had visited tonight, in celebration of ‘date night’ something that the pair of you agreed should happen at least once a week.

“I’ll be honest baby- I didn’t even know that place existed until tonight” You smile as you try to fish out your keys from your bag, frowning softly as you do so.

He presses a gentle hand to your lower back, “How? You live practically next door” he chuckles, admiring the way the light of the street lamps dusts against your face, painting you in a rather flattering light.

You shrug your shoulders with a small “I dunno” as you continue to try and dig out your keys, that seem to be hiding from you in the depths of your bag. Leon goes to help you but not before you prick yourself with something sharp, letting out a little yelp as you retreat your hand back out of the bag, dropping it as you cradle your hand with your other.

He watches as your purse drops to the concrete, low and behold your keys fall right out. “Hey, you alright sweetheart?” He asks, moving closer to you, taking your hand in his as he study’s the small cut that adorns the tip of your finger, “It’s not bleeding” he says softly, pressing a kiss to your fingertip.

The action is so gentle and full of care, even the way his hand grasps yours. It takes you back a little and you can’t help the stutter it creates in your heart.

“Thank you, Leon” you let out a shaky sigh, trying to calm down the flutter in your chest, “And for tonight- it means a lot” you giggle, feeling all bashful.

He inches closer to you, a delicate hand against your hip as he leans into you and before you know it his lips are against yours, a sweet, love-filled kiss that has your hands grasping at Leon’s shoulders as he effortlessly takes your breath away.

He pulls back resting his forehead against yours as you both let out breathy chuckles between each other, “My pleasure angel” and god are his words so sickeningly sweet, dripping with honey, and by the way, he chuckles you think he knows it.

You’re about to respond with some snarky comment about how 'cheesy' he can be, but before you can your watch lets out three, very loud, beeps. Embarrassment wraps around your body in haste.

“What was that?” He asks, looking down at your watch as you quickly hide it behind your back.

“Nothing!- it’s just- I need my keys” You stumble over your words as you grab your bag and front door keys from the cold ground.

Leon doesn’t let it slide, of course not, it’s not in his nature so instead he grabs your wrist pulling from behind your back, and your attempts to pull away are futile as he studies the small screen.

He watches the small love heart as it beats, along with a small red arrow that rises signifying that your heartbeat has increased rather rapidly and Leon can’t help the pride that bursts through his chest.

“N’aww did I do that baby?” He coos, dodging your hands as you try to flick his nose.

“Don’t be mean Leon” you huff, avoiding his eyes as his hands hold yours, “Or that'll be our last date.”

“Oh sweetheart- m’just messing, it’s cute honestly- it’s adorable. You’re adorable” he says, pulling you back into him as you hide yourself against his chest, another huff leaving your lips.

“Yeah, yeah” you mumble, rolling your eyes unbeknownst to Leon who peppers kisses against your face, his rough hands carefully holding either side of your jaw, and you internally curse yourself as your watch beeps again which only makes Leon chuckle, mumbling something about how he should stop before he ‘gives you a heart attack’.

And you make a mental note not to wear this watch on your next date, knowing he’ll never let you live this down.

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