#thanks for the request anon!

[maccaronimassacre]

kind of cheesy but jock!leon x nerd!reader .. leon has a huge super obvious crush on reader but they don't notice bc they think he's out of their league

Jock!Leon Kennedy x Nerd!Reader

It’s dumb, ridiculous, stupid even for Leon to be feeling this way, yet he just can’t help it. The same star athlete with the looks and charisma to charm any man or woman within a 20 foot radius is now falling harder than Icarus himself. Normally all Leon would need to do is throw a smile and a slightly flirtatious comment to get what he wants, but just one glance from you is all it takes for his heart to start racing and his mind to melt into a flustered mess beneath him. And here he is now, pretending to fish out his textbooks and look deeply engrossed in the inner mechanisms of his locker, which conveniently enough happens to be right by yours, all because of that damn smile of yours.

[authenticcadence18]

oooh lapis and peridot !!

HERE THEY AREEEEEE💙💚

[bee-sidebranch]

Please draw Lucario doing martial arts!

Here you go!

[shadow-yato]

it would be funny if you drew Jackson in the shinji pose (this is mostly based on the fact that he kinda sounds like shinji- i saw people pointing this out on clips of him)

What have you done

[coldasyou]

And you come away with a great little story Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you

[waywardnajsepticeye]

Hi, idk if your requests are open so if not, just ignore this. Can i ask for spencer with fem or nb reader who had a really rough childhood? (Like physically and mentally abused and forced to drink alcohol at a very young age, sexually abused etc) maybe reader being extremely touch starved but is just too afraid to ask because of her/their past.

Have a nice day/night!

-Anon🍃

Hi! Thanks for the request! This will be awfully short since this is dealing with a sensitive topic. The fic will be under the read more section!

I'd Be The Prom Queen If Crying Was A Contest (Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader)

(Content Warning: Mentions of abuse)

Y/n stared at Spencer longingly. There was something about his arms that felt comforting and safe. She wanted to fall into his arms and hug him so, so tight.

But she couldn't.

She couldn't allow herself to.

Y/n felt like she did not deserve the warm embrace of Spencer Reid. She thought that he would push her away, just like everyone else. Everyone else who decided to hit her and kick her around. Everyone else who only saw her as an object, not a person. She had to scars to prove it. Trauma was written all over her face.

Spencer, who had doused himself in the flames of literature, knew something was wrong. He looked up from his book and noticed Y/n rocking back and forth on the couch, muttering to herself. He got up from where he was sitting and and sat down beside her. Y/n jumped and flinched.

"N-No- stop-"

"Hey, hey, relax. It's just me. No one is here to hurt you."

Y/n grimaced at Spencer's soft voice. The only time someone talked to her like that was when they threatened her to keep her mouth shut and stop screaming. But something about this softness was different.

She stared at Spencer's arms. She could already feel them wrapping around her waist.

"Are you okay?" Reid asked.

"Y-Yeah....I'm fine, Spence." She replied.

No, I'm not okay. I want you to hug me was the only thought going through her mind. She was too afraid to ask. She didn't want to feel like a burden.

But Spencer knew better. All these years of profiling has taught him to pick up on subtle clues. He pulled Y/n into a hug. She melted into the hug and gripped onto Spencer tightly. This is what she wanted. Why couldn't she ask for it?

"I-I'm sorry...." Y/n whispered.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" Spencer questioned.

"For bothering you like this. I distracted you from reading. I feel like you shouldn't be doing this." Y/n said, digging her face into Reid's chest.

"You're not a bother to me, Y/n. I want to be there for you in your time of trouble. I'll do anything for you." Spencer said firmly.

Y/n nodded and said nothing. All she wanted to do was to relish the moment. She knew that someone cared for her. And right now, that's all that matters.

[e2castiel]

Guess who took a ride on the bat-wang. Me.

[wrestlezaynia]

"yes i’m emotional that roman smacking the mic out samis hand is what made kev snap no we don’t need to talk ab it"- can you gif this moment pretty pls T_T

We love one (1) protective husband in this house.

[drawingeverypokemon]

Day 3: #0307 Meditite

[whistlingstarlight]

⚰️

Meet Chesisi! The sah of an ancient Egyptian prince, his heart was incorrectly removed during the process of his mummification. Unable to enter the Duat without his heart, Chesisi's soul was left to inhabit his body for the next several thousand years.

[prompreg17]

Hi I saw your requests were open so I was wondering if you could do one where Ignis is pregnant, but the group doesn't know until a pregnant Chocobo started to snuggle into Ignis as well as the chicklings as well?

im gonna publish this one to maybe come back to later, but if anyone sees this and wants to tackle this prompt feel free!

[maccaronimassacre]

could you do an older brother leon bot?

Leon Kennedy and Reader

Leon lets out another sigh as your voicemail picks up once more. He doesn’t know what he expected in the first place. The last time you heard from your older brother, he was close to Raccoon City and promised to call you again after his first shift. Considering the extensive news coverage of the zombie-infested city's destruction, he should have called once he escaped. But he didn’t. He should have called when the government forced him to become an agent in exchange for Sherry’s safety. But he didn’t. He should have called after not one, but two assassination attempts on the president’s life, with one of them being successful. But he didn’t. So he’s not sure what compelled him to reach out to you now. Maybe it’s guilt, or perhaps it’s the fact that for the first time in decades, Leon finally feels in control of his life again. Either way, he’s here now and he doesn’t hesitate to press the call button under your name again.

RE:2R!Leon Kennedy and Reader

Leon had been talking for weeks about moving to Raccoon City, gushing about the mysterious Arklay Mountains and his first assignment at the Raccoon City Police Department. You thought, what better way to congratulate him on pursuing his dream career than with a surprise visit to the city itself?

“{{user}}?! What the hell are you doing here?”

Leon hissed, his eyes wide in disbelief when he saw you also seeking refuge in the desolate station. You were supposed to be home, hundreds of miles away from this hellhole. Unfortunately what was meant to be a sweet gesture to surprise him at the station had quickly turned into an apocalyptic nightmare. The once bustling streets have become a wasteland for the undead who are now gnawing and clawing at the makeshift barricades surrounding the RPD.

[waverlyyhaught]

O Goddess of Mafin gifs! Would you so kindly make gifs of the way Marta looked at Fina during the fitting of the wedding dress in today’s episode (262), please?

I kept meaning to make these gifs so thanks for the request/motivation! Here you go :)

[bee-sidebranch]

Hi! Can you draw Meditite? Please.

feeling the wind on your face,

[vilochkaaa]

Have you ever drawn harvey? Can you pretty please draw harvey?

(〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)

[gilverrwrites]

I love imaging Dick, Tim, and Damian sneaking around trying to meet Jasons new gf because they just wanna be involved in his life and they know if they they leave it to Jay they wont meet her u til they're married with kids 😭

AND ‘omg us meeting Jason’s siblings when’

AN: Ngl I love this idea too, its so shitty of them but they have the best of intentions.

Damian

A boy no older than 14 with eyes that pierce the soul was not what you'd expected to find on Jason's couch the very first time he'd left you alone there. Jason had to dip out unexpectedly early, and had promised you run of the place until he got back so you'd slept in as long as you could and were on your way to make breakfast when you're greeted by the hell-child.

Once your initial fright wears off you realise you recognize him from a photo Jay had showed you which makes you feel slightly more at ease.

“Good morning? Damian right?” You offer as you pass him, be-lining for the coffee machine, you're gonna need caffeine if you're meeting any member of Jay's family for the first time. “Can I get you anything?”

“Alfred says it's unbecoming to sleep past 9.” Besides the initial glare he'd graced you with as you emerged from the bedroom, he doesn't even look up at you, his eyes glued to the pages of a book. Like brother like brother, you guess.

“Oh, well. Good thing Alfreds not here then.” You add a small laugh, trying to inject some humour to the situation. Damian does not respond in kind. “Is that a no? I think there's some chocolate cereal around here somewhere.”

“What do you do for work that allows you to be in my brother's home in the middle of the day?”

Jeez this kid is no-nonsense. “Or I could make pancakes, I make really good pancakes.”

“And tell me what exactly are your intentions with my baby brother?” Baby?

“I think there's some chocolate chips around here somewhere. Jason says you like chocolate. Chocolate pancakes?”

“Do you always avoid questions?”

“Are you always so intense?”

He slams the book closed and you nearly jump on the spot. He finally looks at you, really looks at you and as you stare back his features begin to soften slightly.

“I’ll have a coffee.”

You're certain from the sly look on his face that he's probably not allowed coffee. He certainly doesn't need any. But screw it, he's not your kid and if it gets him to like a little, you'll take the risk.

So you pour two coffees and join him on the couch. His questions do not cease until Jason returns about an hour later. He couldn't care less about the coffee, but he does care about Damian breaking in to interrogate his partner and immediately kicks Damian out.

Dick

Dick finds out about your existence from one of Damian’s letters, and he's subtle but pushy about meeting you. Not that you're aware. He keeps ‘dropping by’ Jason's apartment ‘just to see his lil brother’, no other reason but is told to get lost or downright ignored anytime you're there, until he decides to cut out the middle man and turn up at your home instead.

“Let me tell you, you are a hard person to get a hold of.” He informs as he invites himself through your front door.

“Um, hello Dick?” As you stare at his lush hair and sculpted abs you wonder what Alfred feeds these boys.

“Yep! I can't stay so I’ve gotta make this quick.” he gestures for you to come closer, speaking in a playful, conspiratorial whisper. “Jay doesn't know I'm here.”

That would be why he can't stay, Jason is due at your door any minute now.

“But you two seem to be getting pretty serious and I think it's important that we all get to know each other. You following?”

You nod, and he gives you the perkiest, most genuine smile. That or he has that exact look practised to a T. From what Jay tells you, either is possible.

“So, Barbara and I, that's my wife” You nod once more, you're aware of Barbara also. “have booked a table at Casa Gotica for Thursday night. We need you to get Jason there without letting on that it's a double date.”

“I don’t know.” you finally give your nodding head a break. “Jay and I don’t lie to each other.”

“Right. I can't begrudge that. Very glad to hear he's picked an honest one.” He takes a moment to straighten his thoughts, but his moment is cut short but the echo of Jason’s combat boots approaching your door. Dick’s eyes rapidly scan the room for a secondary exit before he settles on an open window. “Don't think of it as lying, think of it as omitting the truth. Whatever you have to do just be there for 6.30. Oh, and it's great to meet you!”

“You too.”

“Thursday, 6.30!”

Before you can agree he’s gone, presumably scaling the side of your building as Jay steps inside.

Tim

Tim was actually the first to be aware of you and your relationship with his brother, however, the very real possibility of being gutted by Jason for snooping in his personal life was too high for him to make a move.

But you seeking him out is a different story; or rather, you being the first to say hi when you bump into each other in line at the grocery store is different. It would be rude not to respond to your attempts at initiating a conversation.

“Hello, hi, are you Tim? You don't know me but I’m Jasons partner. Its so great to meet you.”

“I know who you are.” He states rather ominously, eyes darting around behind you. “Is he here?”

“No, but he's picking me up after.” His shoulders visibly ease.

“Cool cool cool.” He’s suddenly much more personable. “So, I hear you're into…”

That chatting doesn't dry or lul at all as the queue dwindles and both buy your groceries. He waits with you until you get confirmation from Jay that he's on his way. He's easily the chillest sibling you've met thus far.

When Jason arrives he gets out of the car to open the boot and passenger door for you as always, but not before he thrusts his phone in your face. “Where is he?”

Displayed on the screen is a selfie of Tim with you in the background, you absolutely do not remember it being taken.