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[inkluvs]

ribs — send me a sfw request (prompts here if u want)

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.

“You think I’m cute.” You hum, closing your eyes and smiling. He huffs, an affectionate sound, and sits back in his chair. “I’ll get back to it then?”

His cheeks pinch with a grin.

[slutmio]

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[oncasette]

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[inkluvs]

mid july - one muse riding the other while the tv plays in the background, movie forgotten entirely. With Eddie Munson

maybe inexperienced Eddie Munson, his and the reader's first time pleasee🤲

how many times

hehe ok i hope u like thisss i adore subby eddie <3 tw: SMUT ! (18+) sub!eddie munson ; p in v ;

eddie munson x fem!reader

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The end credits of whatever film you’d chosen to watch that night are rolling as your hips move against Eddie’s, eliciting a strangled, throaty noise from his chest every so often.

“You like that hm?” You punctuate your statement by grazing your teeth against his neck.

He groans and you think you’re in heaven.

There’s a part of you that adores the fact that Eddie doesn’t have much experience, finding a twisted amount of pleasure in knowing you’re the first one to see him like this, his cheeks pink and his eyes glossy. You’re the first one to look down and see where he was sinking into you, the way it made him whine for more when he saw it too. You're the first one to hear the pretty noises too. 

Eddie’s chest rises and falls rapidly, a telltale sign of his release nearing and you smile. 

“How many times have you wrapped your hand around that fat cock to this thought huh? Be honest honey.”

He makes a noise of agreement, high and pretty in his throat.

“Words, Ed, I need words.”

“S-so many times, fuck—” 

His cock twitches inside you and you still for just a moment, just long enough to whisper in his ear. “Your hand can’t get you off like I can, yeah? Your fuckin’ hand can’t make you feel like this.”

He agrees and spills into you with that, his cheeks rosy with the euphoria of his orgasm.

“Only you can.”

[inkluvs]

ribs — send me a sfw request (prompts here if u want)

[ 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. 

Eddie notices your expression and he lets out a huff of laughter. Heat rises to your cheeks and you look down, well, as much as you can with your face pressed into a pillow. 

His index finger tucks itself under your chin, tilting it up slightly so you were looking at him. You can practically see the gears turning in his head. 

“What?”

You and Eddie often have sleepovers, whether it be because you had had an argument with your parents or because Wayne was out of town when he was younger. Along with that you have moments like this every once in a while. Where your friendship with him tips into something more than just that, a friendship.

“You should sleep,” you reply, deflecting to the best of your ability. You weren’t great at it

“So should you, your eyes are shutting as we speak.” His voice is warm and sticky with affection.

“They are not.” You insist. He cheeks split with a grin at your tone, petulant like a child’s

“Tell me what, then.”

“You look tired.” You reply, correcting yourself a moment later when he pouts. “‘S cute I mean.”

Eddie’s lips part for a minute. You’re filled with the overwhelming urge to tell him to shut his mouth unless he wants to swallow a bug, but you decide he looks cute like this; Dazed and confused works for him.

“Nice save.”

“I mean it.” You promise.

“‘M just teasin’ babe. I know.”

You think you could get used to him calling you that.

[inkluvs]

ribs — send me a sfw request

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.

[inkluvs]

have you forgotten anything?

okay this is actually the second / third blurb i've ever written? if i'm correct so my writing has defo changed since i posted this back in september <3 tw: pet names ; i have not read over this for my own sanity ; (0.7k)

james potter x reader

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The sun felt uncomfortable in James’ eyes as he woke up from his sleep. He didn’t try moving though, because you were clinging to him like a koala and that alone was enough reason to stay still.

He shifted his gaze to the clock on the bedside table which read, 6:15, 15 minutes left before his alarm went off. He reached over to switch it off before giving you a peck on your forehead and getting off the bed.

You, half asleep with your face pressed into the pillow, can feel the mattress shift while he gets up. Deciding to stay in bed a few more minutes, you turn around to look at James who’s heading towards the bathroom to get ready. As he feels your eyes on him, he turns around and says, “Hey love, sleep alright?”

Your voice is low with remnants as you reply, “Yeah, I did.” He nods and smiles before he turns back to walk to the bathroom. You can hear him turn on the shower faucet as you drift back to a peaceful sleep for a few more minutes.

Your alarm goes off, startling you as you check the time, 7:00. You get up and go to take a shower while James is already downstairs and making breakfast.

“Angel?” he called out to the empty living room hoping his voice would carry up the stairs.

It was a practiced routine, he would go off to work, and you would leave the house around 30 minutes later because your work was closer. You’d get home earlier too, usually taking care of chores to try and distract yourself from your husband’s absence.

“Yeah?” replied a voice, barely loud enough for James to hear. If James was guessing correctly based on the sounds of the blowdryer, you were still getting ready.

“I might be home a little late today, I’ll try to make it quick, is that alright?”

As much as he loved his job, he hated the fact that it took away his time with you. His boss had wanted him to train one of the new employees and he didn’t want to say no because, well, that’s who he is. And you loved him for it but all you could think about was that you’d have to spend another hour distracting yourself.

He always calls every few hours so you’d still get to talk to him, but it still wasn’t the same as actually being with him.

“Yeah, of course, love,” you said, slightly distracted by your thoughts. 

James took note of that and replied, “Is something on your mind?”

Your blow dryer switched off and James could hear your footsteps on the wood floors as you walked towards the stairs. Your thoughts created a whirlwind in your head as you walked down the stairs to pause in front of James. He smiled as if to encourage you to say what you’re thinking.

“No, it’s nothing, it’s just…” you paused for a moment, trying to form an answer, “what am I supposed to do while you’re gone”

James looked confused but flattered as he said, “What d'you usually do while I’m at work.”

Heat rose to your face at this question and you mumbled, “Wait for you to get back mostly”

His eyes widened as he thought about you spending an hour waiting for him. He’d do anything to be there with you but for now, all he could do was assure you that he’d be in contact with you.

James’s cheeks went pink at your confession and he said, “I’ll call you extra today, okay?”

And you couldn’t suppress the grin that emerged on your face at his willingness to give you what you want even if you hadn’t officially asked him.

“Yeah, okay.” 

As James turned to leave you noticed the keys on the counter. You picked them up and said, “Have you forgotten anything?”

He turned around, saying “Yeah, actually, I think I have.” Before quickly walking towards you and placing his lips against you in a soft kiss. Heat rises to your face once again as he pulls away slowly and gazes at you with a look in his eyes that can only be described as pure adoration for you.

You lift your hand to show him the keys and said, “I meant these, but thank you love.”

[inkluvs]

Ribs - reader takes care of a sick eddie munson

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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.”

You shrug off your jacket, draping it over the couch before adjusting the dials on the thermostat/

“Eddie, it's 80 degrees.”

He sits up suddenly, “shit.”

You hum in agreement.

“I must’ve turned it up without checking.” He reasons. 

Your socked feet shuffle into the bedroom, carpeted floor rubbing against the fabric. Pressing the back of your palm against his forehead, you nod slowly. “You’re warm.” He shakes his head as if he were dispersing anything you’re implying.

“You’re cold.”

“Eddie.” You scold. 

“Baby.” He pouts.

“You’re warm as in, you have a fever.” 

“I do not.” He insists, “I don’t get sick.”

A huff of laughter lodges itself in your chest. “Why not?” 

“I haven’t been sick since grade school.”

“Poor boy,” You murmur, dragging your thumb over his cheek. “‘S about time then don’t you think?”

“I would’ve been perfectly fine with never getting sick.”

You nod solemnly, “I know, I know. Just take the cough medicine for now, yeah?”

[inkluvs]

ribs — [ STEAM ] sender joins receiver in the shower with peter parker !! <3

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.

[inkluvs]

hi love !!! first i just wanna say ur celebration is so freaking cute!!!!! the little blueberry divider is so adorable oh my goodness <3

anyway !! for ribs can i please request — [ STEAL ] while sharing a meal, sender steals a bite of receiver’s food — with eddie !!!! <3

switch with me

hiii my love i hope this is okay i had soo much fun writing this i'm so sorry this is so short </3 tw: food ; eddie being bf ; nicknames ; (0.2k)

eddie munson x fem!reader

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Eddie has always been one to order something new off of each new menu he comes across, no matter how unappetizing the dish sounds or even if he knew from past experience he wouldn’t enjoy it. Because according to him, each dish deserves a fair chance in my tummy. You don’t argue with that, because how could you? If he wanted to give a fair chance to every dish, who were you to stop him? You can only tell him that if he doesn’t end up liking it, you wouldn’t let him have any of yours.

You always do.

“Ed,” you scold him.

“What?” He replied, the word muffled with the bite of your food he’d taken. 

You stare at him, watching him chew and swallow before you burst into a fit of laughter. Eddie joins you, his nose crinkling with the force of it. The other couple in the restaurant is staring at you now, not with any judgment, more so curious of what sort of inside joke the two of you could be sharing right then. You doubt they’d be so interested if you’d explained the situation.

“Eddie,” you pant between fits of giggles. “D’you wanna get your own?”

He pouts. “Part of what makes the food so good is that it’s yours.”

You can’t tell if you find that adorable or not.

“Switch with me then? You eat half and give it back and I’ll do the same with yours.” He nods enthusiastically, sliding his plate over to you. You slide yours back and he starts at it immediately, his cheeks splitting in a grin.

You let him have all of it.

[inkluvs]

ribs — send me a sfw request (prompts here if u want)

SHARE AND JAMES POTTER PLS ILY (if u write for him cause i deadass forgot)

cocky

i hope u don’t mind that this is so short ily!!!! tw: uhhh winter? (200ish words)

“You look like you’re freezing up.” James’s exhales are while in the winter air, coming putin short puffs as he stands beside you

“Likewise,” you reply. 

He groans and shrugs off his jacket before offering it to you. “Hypothermia isn’t a joke babe.”

“Keep the jacket then.” Despite your words, you wouldn’t give it back to him even if he pulled it from you. It’s warm and heavy, a comforting weight on your shoulders. Too perfect to give it back—at least for a little while. 

“I think I’ll let you have it.” A huff of laughter lodges itself in your throat. 

“Cockiness isn’t a good look on you.”

It is. 

[inkluvs]

・❥・ tea — send me a blurb request / headcannon (inspo here and here)

omg maybe “i made some cookies. would you like some” from the neighbors to lovers prompt list with eddie munson pleeaseee🤞😭

come on in, sweetheart

a/n: wooo i hope u like this i love neighbor eddie <3 <3

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The longer you stared at the timer the slower time seemed to become, the ticks of the small hand becoming fewer and farther between as you turned on the oven light to check on the state of your cookies. If things continued the way they are now it seemed like they would need an extra ten minutes, just to make sure they were fully baked and you wouldn’t be feeding your new neighbor raw dough. So you sat there, turning the oven lights back on whenever they switched off automatically, your eyelashes fluttering as you stared at the tray inside.

Had you done something wrong? You’d followed the recipe down to the last letter.

The oven alarm went off seconds later, startling you from your thoughts. Opening the oven door, you picked up the tray without a second thought.

shit

The pain shooting through your arm was blinding. You dropped the cookie tray onto the counter just as quickly as you’d picked it up. Running your hand under the tap, you touched the now-tender skin of your palm gingerly, wincing at the slight sting. 

It’s fine, you decided, taking out a bowl from your cabinet. It really wasn’t that serious of a burn. The way your skin prickled when it made contact with the glass directly contradicted that statement, but you chose to ignore it, instead placing the cookies into the bowl one by one. 

The chill of your door knob was a welcome one, soothing the sting for a split second as you stepped outside your house and into the summer heat. Your stomach churned as you started the 15-second journey to your neighbor's house, your shoes slightly dragging on the pavement.

You stopped in front of the door and for a second you hesitated, wondering whether it was really worth it to try and get to know your neighbor. But before you could turn around the door opened, revealing Eddie behind it. His hair was tied up, leaving the stark veins of his neck on display. You didn’t mean to stare, really, but you couldn’t help it, the clear contrast of the green veins against his skin catching your eye.

He interrupted the beginning of your thought process, “D’you want something?”

“I made these,” you breathed, flicking your eyes back to his own.

“Figured,” Your confidence was slowly slipping with each monotone response he offered you.

“And I was wondering if you wanted any?” 

“They chocolate chip?”

You shook your head, “Plain chocolate, that an issue?”

The door swung open and he smiled, “Come on in, sweetheart.”

[inkluvs]

mid july — while driving home after a date,  they get too impatient and pull into a parking lot to have sex with eddie!! absolutely reeeellling over this idea

a minute too long

hehe ok this is roma req 4/4 i hope u like this babe &lt;;3 tw: smut (18+) ; handjob ; pet names ; (0.3k)

eddie munson x fem!reader

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There’s a nerve under Eddie’s eye, twitching in tandem with the quiet tick of the blinker. It seems to become more prominent every time you hike your hand up his thigh, his pupils dilating as he does the same to you, the heel of his palm still on the steering wheel.

“Honey.” His voice is whiney. Desperate. “S’only a minute till we’re home.”

A minute too long.

You’re both thinking about it. Which is why it didn’t surprise you when Eddie pulls into a parking lot, turning to you as soon as he parks the car.

“Thought we were almost home.” You tease. His cheeks split in a grin.

“We were.” He replies, pulling off his shirt and tousling his hair along with it.

Eddie’s thumb slips underneath the hem of your blouse, looking for your approval before slipping it off of you, cold air hitting your bare skin. His attention is immediately drawn to your chest, his thumb grazing over your nipple and coaxing a hitch in your breath.

“You liked that hm?” His tongue smooths over the bud, teeth barely grazing you, pinching the other between his middle and marriage fingers as he looks for your approval. “This good?”

“Shit,” you whine, nodding. “Eddie?”

He hums, pressing his lips to your sternum. You press your palm to the prominent bulge in his jeans, dark fabric stained just a bit darker where his precums leaked through. He exhales harshly.

“Take me out then.” His voice is rough. Strained with lust and the need to hold himself back. Your goal is to get rid of the latter.

You do, quicker than you think you will really. As soon as your skin makes contact with his Eddie’s noises become incoherent. Pretty whines, all high and breathy. His lips meet yours suddenly and you swallow his moans, your hand working up and down his cock as you do so, pausing at the telltale twitch of the shaft to let him spill into your hand.

Your tongue presses flat against your palm, tasting him as he sinks down in front of you, now eye level with your panties.

“Your turn huh honey?”

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