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PAMPER WITH REGULUS PLSPLSPLS I NEED TO DO HIS MAKEUP SO BAD

you think i'm cute

hehe i hope u like this mer it's very short bcos apparently all of my reg blurbs have 2 be under 300 words but yeah <3 tw: not really proofread? idk </3 (0.2k)

regulus black x reader

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Regulus sneezes, eyebrows pinched and cheeks pink with the powder you had just dusted on him. His nose scrunches and a huff of laughter escapes from your throat.

“You think my pain is funny.” His lips twitch with a barely concealed smile. Your thumb smooths over the curve of his cheek.

“I think your pain is endearing. There’s a difference.” You insist. 

His cheeks split in a grin and you squeeze them, a gentle reminder of what you’re supposed to be doing. His face returns to a neutral state for just a second.

“Yeah? And what is that?”

“Regulus,” you chastise him. “You gotta stay still.”

“I will if you answer my question,” He promised. His voice was coated in honey, sticky sweet with endearment and fondness for you. 

You open your mouth, mulling over what your answer could be. “I just thought the face you made was cute s’all.” You assure him, tucking a curl that fell in front of his eyes behind his ear.

“Oh,” He nods. “I get that.”

You tilt your head, “You think I’m cute?”

“I do not.” His smile suggests otherwise.

sender, seeing that receiver is cold, wraps their jacket around them with rockstar!remus pretty please

stop here

moniqueee babe i hope u like this i miss remus so muchhh <3 tw: slightly tipsy reader ; pet names ; (0.4k)

remus lupin x reader

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Your attendance at Remus’s shows is something the press seems to delve into too often; Analyzing your relationship and whether or not you’re together based on which dates you go to and which you don’t when in reality, the two of you had come to an agreement a while back. 

[ TILT ] sender uses two fingers to lift receiver’s chin to look them in the eye w eddie munson 🪽

nice save

hehe ok i hope u like this babe ily!! tw: uhhh pre relationship? ig ; pet names ; not proofread at all <3 (0.3k)

eddie munson x reader

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Eddie’s swaying on his feet with fatigue, exhaustion flooding his body as he lays in bed with you. His eyes are fluttering shut, dark brown lashes kissing the skin above his cheeks. His face pinches with a yawn, nose wrinkling and eyebrows puckered. 

Your heart melts. 

tasm!peter parker + [ TUCK ] receiver tucks sender into bed <33

don't wait for me

ok this is the cutesttt request u could've ever sent in i hope u like it <3 tw: sleep deprivation i think? pet names <3 (0.3k)

tasm! peter parker x reader

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It wasn’t often that Peter goes to sleep early, the boy often comes home after you go to bed and leaves for school before you wake up, leaving you with a shell of warmth where he was next to you and a press of his lips against yours. So it’s safe to say you were surprised when you came home and noticed a lump under the covers that looked suspiciously similar to your boyfriend, the same soft snores muffled by the fabric.

“Pete?” You whispers.

He groans and you wince, immediately regretting your decision.

“Yeah?” His voice his scraping against his throat, low and rough with fatigue.

“Go back to sleep honey, I’m sorry.” He shakes his head just a bit too hard, leaving himself dizzy before looking back to you. He looks soft with sleep like he always does, a mark on his cheek from the pillow and his hair messed up perfectly.

“C’mere baby, I missed you.” You lean onto him, dropping all of your weight onto the boy. He falls back happily with a small ‘oof’ the tension from your day easing from your muscles as he holds you. 

“Everything okay? You’re never sleeping this early.” He yawns, nodding slowly.

“Got tired and took the day off, Queens will be alright for one night without me.” Your cheeks split it a grin and he mirrors it, slightly confused as to the reason but enthusiastic nonetheless.

“‘S what I’ve been saying.”Your nose wrinkles as you realize your current state, “Pete I’m still in my outside clothes.”

He tilts his head. “What’s wrong with that?”

“The sheets are clean.” You pause. “I’ll shower and be back, yeah? Don’t wait for me.” You press your lips against his temple, smoothing your thumb over the shine of your saliva before pulling the covers back up over him. He agrees, yawning as he turns onto his stomach, promptly falling asleep.

[ LAP ] sender pulls receiver into their lap.

steve harrington x shy!coquette!reader

eager much

babee this is was so fun to write i hope u like this <3 tw: making out, allusions to sex (0.2k)

steve harrington x fem! reader

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Your legs are swung over Steve’s thighs, the coarse hair rubbing against your soft skin. You don’t mind it, really, the sensation toeing the line of pleasure and pain. His thumbs are rubbing circles into the fat, slipping underneath the hem of your pretty white dress. He adores the detailing on it, intricate lacing covering the dainty thing, reaching just underneath the curve of your ass. Heat rises to your skin wherever he touches it and he seems to take pride in knowing that. Sliding his palm up your leg just that inch more to see heat blossom in your chest. 

[ EMBRACE ] sender hugs receiver from behind.

steve harrington x shy!reader, maybe friends to lovers?

i've got others

ok harmo i lowk forgot the friends to lovers part </3 i hope u like this anyways though i had lots of fun writing this <3 tw: steve's an idiot and i love him ; not proofread ; (0.3k)

steve harrington x fem! reader

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Steve’s arms, biceps wide and strong as they wrap around your torso, are freckled. Tanned hands splaying over your tummy as you run your hands under the sink for what must be the tenth time. You don’t mean to, you’d just gotten distracted by his unbridled affection and the warmth from his body seeping into yours.

“Steve,” His palms knead at the soft flesh. You can feel heat blossoming in your chest. “What’re you up to?”

lemme worry 'bout you

hehe ok uhhh this is 3/4 of ur reqs right? i hope this is alright it's very much just be projecting <3 this one is for the anemia girlies and the anemia girlies only !! tw: uhhh dizziness, nonsexual nudity, pet names <3 (0.4k)

tasm! peter parker x reader

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The water is warm against your back, blood rising to the surface of your skin as you brace yourself against the wall, the steam making you dizzy. For a few ticks of your watch, set on the sink counter, all you can hear is the spray, water tracing the bumps and curves and marks on your body, washing off the sweat and stress of your day with it, but soon your vision starts to blur.

“Peter,” you call out, your voice lifting with question. “Pete, it's happening again.”

You’d explained your dizziness to him a while back and he’d replied with concern, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he asked how he could help. At the time you told him he didn’t have to, that this was something you’d grown accustomed to, but as you grew closer to him he’d gotten more persistent on helping, so you told him he could. At least occasionally.

“Honey?” Honey, no matter how many times he says it, it makes you feel warm in the best way. Like you’re being wrapped in wool blankets with hot chocolate in the dead of winter. “Can I come in?”

You make a noise of approval and Peter stumbles in, the heel of his palms over pressing hard over his eyes. The gesture would be nice if you weren’t so afraid of him inadvertently gouging out his own eyes.

“You’re acting like you’ve never seen me like this before.”

He laughs, a warm noise, and uncovers his eyes, willing himself to not linger on anything but the fogged-up mirror.

“You can come in you know, it is what I called you here for.”

Realization seems to hit his face in a split second and he tugs off his shirt in one smooth motion, leaving himself in just his boxers before he steps in.

His arms wrap around you, steady and broad. “You alright?”

You hum, leaning into him. His palm grazes over your chest, coming to rest on your ribcage, the sporadic thump of your heart slowing under his touch.

“M’sorry,” he murmurs, his eyes closing as his chin rests on your shoulder.

“Sorry for what,” you whisper, words barely audible. 

“You shouldn’t have to worry about this.” he says, “lemme worry ‘bout you hm? You’re much too pretty to be scared all the time.”

You nod, leaning back against him.

“‘ve got you.” You smile.

-🍄

freezing

hehe ok this was super fun 2 write i hope u like this !! (0.2k)

eddie munson x reader

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It’s unusually cold in the trailer, at least according to Eddie. Sure, it is winter but normally he didn’t feel the need to be weighed down by 5 blankets in front of a fireplace. He could be sick, of course, but he’s never sick. He refuses to believe it. It’s just cold today and that’s what he’ll go on believing, at least until you get him.

“Eddie,” you voice echoes into the bedroom, “‘s fucking hot in here. What's the temperature?” 

He scoffs in disbelief. “Hot? It’s freezing.”