#୨୧ zombie's drabbles

[zombiegutfuck]

tf141 men and their love languages

captain john price will spoil you to the heavens. anything for his little wife. new perfume with the same high notes he knows you absolutely adore, expensive jewellery that jingle together every time you move your wrists, designer heels for date nights that he can’t wait to take off for you, big fuzzy coats for those dark, winter nights to keep you warm when he’s on deployment and he can’t supply you his own warmth… the list goes on. he has the money to spend, so why not spoil his dear darling.

lieutenant simon riley will do absolutely anything for you, you don't even need to ask. the pipes are making a funny noise when you turn on the shower? oh, lovie, he’ll get that fixed for you in no time. the fence blew over in the storm a couple days ago? sit back, love, he’ll go out and make the garden look nice and pretty again, just how you like it. it’s that time of the month again? he’s up and out at the brink of dawn, restocking your favourite snacks, painkillers for the aches he can’t get rid of, and a new fuzzy hot water bottle. the old one was in tatters, sweetheart.

sergeant kyle garrick believes in the old style of love. every night when he’s off on deployment, he’s either reading your handwritten letters under the dim light of his desk lamp in his barracks, gazing lovingly at the pictures you sent with it, or he’s spending hours writing his own to you. unlike how you write about updates in your daily life, he writes about how much he misses you, how beautiful you are, how he can’t wait to come home to you. he has a phone, of course, but it’s only use is to message you in the morning, when he knows you’re getting up after three alarms, to wish you a good morning and to have a nice day at work, don’t forget to eat and drink plenty of water.

sergeant john mactavish would have to be forcibly removed from you with a construction vehicle of some sort when he gets home from deployment, maybe an excavator would do the trick? he’s absolutely glued to your side. how couldn’t he be? look at you, bonnie thing. his beefy hand is 100% engulfing yours as you walk through the markets in town. if not, his hand is firmly planted in the back pocket of your jeans. the broke boyfriend hug doesn’t exist with this man, he pays for everything, he just doesn’t want to leave you alone, he doesn’t want to not be touching a part of you. why not downsize the sofa, bonnie? it’s overly big, his lap is just fine for you! why are you sleeping all the way on that side of the bed? don't be daft, lassie. come, let him be your personal heater.

i love them and they don't even exist (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ that's how i like my men

[leonwifey]

hello! what do you think about re2 leon x reader who's a librarian in the rpd (idk if they ever had one but they have a library so why not). no virus outburst, no zombies and leon is just a rookie cop. maybe a short fic (or blurb or whatever) or hcs (my fav tbh) about them being all flushed in each other's presence and just so in love. like everyone in rdp teases leon about not being able to talk to the reader properly or reader needs some help carrying some books and stuff and everyone ignores her but leon, being such a puppy, is just so eager to help. like he would help her anytime and it's so sweet sorry if it's too much and thank you in advance! your works are absolutely stunning! (please let me know if you like it or not i'm just too nervous abt doing smth wrong)

˚୨୧ note — omg this was so adorable and i was so happy to get this request!! it's a bit short, i'm sorry.... but i did have fun doing this hehehe like i'm sure i'll write a drabble for this idea one day! once again, thank you!!!

Ah, the young rookie was very much smitten with you at the start. Leon was always finding some excuse to go to the library, taking on random little tasks just to see you. Of course, he’d be too shy to actually strike up a casual conversation with you. You were always busy with a book under your nose or upstairs checking up on shelves or working on searching up records. 

A busy bee you are, but he never minded. The boy was purely content with watching you dutifully at work.

He didn’t really think his little crush on you was that obvious until one day he walked into the office full of knowing smirks. “Did I miss something?” He asked, earning a couple giggles from his fellow lieutenants. When no one responded, Leon turned around and his eyes immediately spotted you. The very you who was kindly helping someone with checking paperwork.

Rubbing a hand behind his head, the boy was feeling sheepish. “You guys think… Think I’ve got a chance with her?” 

“Not a chance, Rookie.”  Marvin would chuckle, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I’m kidding. Now get your ass to work.”

Whenever he’d catch you in the hallway, he’d always say some sort of simple greeting. You’d either tuck your hair back with a smile or offer a little a nod, trying to hide your blush behind the stack of books in your hold. 

“Need some help with those?” Leon would offer. “They sure look heavy… Plus, you can barely see.” 

Profusely declining, you’d say that you had everything under control. But as always, Leon never backs down when he thinks someone is in need. 

When this happened, you had a terrible time controlling the beat of your heart when his taller figure stepped in front of you. Watching with wide eyes, he took half of your stack and you were not a fool to miss the way his hand seemed to brush your own and linger for a moment.

Taking a part of your load off, Leon would flash you a shy grin. “There! I can actually see you now.”

After his little encounter with you, Leon would saunter back into the office, unable to wipe the love stricken grin off his face..

“Looks like the S in your name stands for smooth.” His colleagues quip.

The boy’s eyebrow quirks at the sight of the security cam footage of the hallway he was just in. 

“Aw man… you guys saw that?”