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💌 hi! can i please get Eddie Munson + 2 (for obvious reasons 🙈)
2. running fingers through hair [x]
Not everyone knows it, but Eddie Munson is a softie. He may look all scary and dangerous on the outside but on the inside, he’s an adorable goof with a massive heart.
And if there’s one thing he loves more than heavy metal, it’s cuddling.
Currently, he’s got his arms wrapped around you and his head on your stomach, humming blissfully when your fingers card through his hair, giving his scalp an occasional soft scratch.
You love spending time with him. Not wasting time, like some people might say, because any time with him is worth it. But you have a soft spot for the quiet, sentimental moments.
“Hey, Eds?” You whisper, glimpsing down at his messy curls and stifle the chuckle behind your lips. “Have you fallen asleep on me?”
He nods his head and this time you chuckle aloud, gently scratching behind his ear. The sensation has him making a satisfied sound, smothering his face in your stomach, which tickles, and he springs up to look at you with half-lidded eyes.
“Wow, look,” he grins, “my dream came true.”
Smiling, you poke his cheek. “You’re a goofball,”
Eddie makes an agreeable sound before catching your finger and playfully biting it. When you laugh, he leans forward and kisses you, and you can feel his gleeful smile against your lips.
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I've got one more after this! 💌 #24 (whispering in their ear, lips touching their skin) with Obi-wan [these little blurbs are so cute 😭💖]
24. whispering in their ear, lips touching the skin [x]
It’s a known fact that Jedi aren’t allowed to form attachments. It’s a part of their Code. Yet, Obi-Wan let you slip past the barrier and sneak into his heart.
He’s fortunate when he gets to see you since he only can when he’s assigned a mission to your district or if you happen to be at the temples. Even still, the two of you have to be careful.
Though he’d love to hold your hand or kiss you or tell you he loves you in public, it would do neither of you any good. So, the two of you have adopted the habit of sneaking around.
In the empty corridor, Obi-Wan presses soft kisses to your cheeks, flittering past the bridge of your nose and eyelids.
You chuckle, pushing against him gently. “We’re going to get caught,”
He looks behind him for a moment, then toward you again.
“No,” he grins, “I don’t see anyone.”
When you playfully smack his arm, he laughs.
“Obi, you’re too loud,”
“How’s this?”
He leans forward, brushing his lips lightly along the side of your face to your ear.
“I love you,” he whispers, and you can feel his smile.
Tilting to look up at him, you say, “I love you too.”
Obi-Wan kisses you, but only for thirty seconds before someone makes their way around the corner and you’re jumping away from each other like there’s a fire.
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💌 blurb prompt 22 with eddie munson pretty please!
22. falling asleep on the other’s shoulder [x]
Movie nights are a weekly thing for you and Eddie, alternating between your home and his. Tonight, sitting on his bed, you had told him you were too tired for a film, so you asked if he could read to you instead.
The way he lit up, you’d swear the bulbs would have blown out.
He’s halfway through Frodo waking up in Rivendell when he feels a weight against his shoulder and about freezes in his spot, shutting up instantly. Very slowly and carefully, he turns his head to see that you’ve dozed off and on him of all places.
Eddie has never considered himself a very courageous person. Sure, he’s outlandish and extroverted, but he gets nervous over even the smallest things.
It just so happens to be that tonight, his heart is currently racing over the fact that you’re asleep on his shoulder, warming him up from the inside out that he’s sure his cheeks are pink.
“I guess it’s just me and the wise Elrond, huh?” He mutters, swaying the book in his hand.
Even still, he can’t help but smile at your sleeping figure or the fact that you feel comfortable enough around him to fall asleep in the first place. And he’ll be the quietest metalhead in the world so that he doesn’t wake you.
He already knows it, though he’ll never admit it aloud, that the beating in his chest is not out of nerves but because if there’s one thing he loves more than The Lord of The Rings, it’s you.
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💌 22. falling asleep on the other’s shoulder with robby fischer pls! -@cillixn 💖
22. falling asleep on the other’s shoulder [x]
Robert hates the drive home. Granted, he’s not the one behind the wheel—instead, leisurely sat in the backseat—but even still, the sound of city traffic makes his head all knotted.
The only good thing about tonight is that you had asked if you could catch a ride with him, seeing as you live near his house and your car had been taken in for a service.
The truth is, he’s pined over you for as long as he can remember. So, saying yes came as easily as the rain.
At one stop light, Robert feels a weight on his arm. He’s been too busy scrolling through endless messages on his phone to have made much conversation or even acknowledge your presence (also because he has no idea how to act around you.)
Yet, when he glances to the side, he sees you asleep on his shoulder.
He sucks in a breath, his heart already ramming against his chest. He’s been far too formal to make a move on you thus far, so the fact that you’re sleeping against him right now might make him explode.
There is no way he is going to disturb you, especially with how peaceful and—dare he say it—beautiful you look. So, he lets you rest.
And, for the first time ever, Robert starts to enjoy the drive home.
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💌 55 for Obi-Wan please?
55. tracing the lines on the other’s hand [x]
Since the fall of the Jedi Order, Obi-Wan has been more quiet. He talks, yes, but never says much.
It was no question that you would hide away with him on Tatooine and life here, you will admit, is difficult.
Obi-Wan looks aged, his hair beginning to grey. You’ve lost most of your energy, feeling the aches in your body more and more.
But though he is quiet, Obi-Wan remains affectionate. With you, he will do just about anything to make sure you’re touching somehow, even if that’s an arm pressed against the other.
He’s been absentmindedly rubbing circles into your hand, his calloused fingers giving an edge to his touch, for what feels like hours now. So content on holding you, so silent still.
“If you’re trying to tell me my future, you’re looking on the wrong side,” you whisper, catching the faint smile at the corners of his lips.
Content with that, he turns your hand over and begins to trace the lines on your skin, skimming down your palm. It’s a comforting feeling, especially as he’s so gentle.
“I think I see something here,” he murmurs, softly grazing the lines up to your ring finger. “There’s a husband in your future.”
“Do you know where I can find him?”
Smiling fuller, he nods. “He’s where he’s always been; by your side.”
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(i hope its okay if i send multiple requests 😭) 💌 #37 for obiwan :)
37. putting their head on the other’s chest [x]
“My dove,” Obi-Wan breathes, watching you with woeful eyes. “Are you all right?”
It’s close to midnight, only a few minutes off, and you’re trying your hardest not to break down into tears.
Whenever you’re faced with bad news, all you want to do is run away. There is only one place in the entire galaxy you run to—only one person you know can make you feel better—which is why you’re standing outside of Obi-Wan’s quarters.
And if you’re being honest, you’re not all right at all.
This particular feeling is draining and so you don’t have it in you to reply to his question, or say anything at all. So, instead, you shake your head, then lean all the way forward to rest against his chest.
You’re staring down at his boots, feeling the tears well in your eyes, and very gently, Obi-Wan rests his hand on your shoulder. Then, altogether, he wraps his arms around you tightly, holding you to him.
“It’s okay,” he says. “I’m right here.”
With your ear now pressed to his chest, you can hear his heart beating. It’s steady and melodic and comforting.
“Can I stay?” You whisper through a sob.
“For as long as you need.”
You need him for all of your life, and he is always there for you when you come to his quarters at dead of night with open arms and soothing words.
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💌 35 with Obi-Wan please? Sorry for requesting so much but the blurbs are amazing
35. kissing their bruises and scars [x]
Obi-Wan has many stories of his past. Some seem a bit far-fetched, but you always love hearing him talk about his life. Seeing as you weren’t part of it for very long, you cherish any detail he gives you.
You’ve seen his scars before. He has a lot of them, all ranging from small marks to large ones, especially on his back. You try not to pry but you admit you’ll always be curious.
“How’d you get this one?” You ask, tracing your finger along the deep scar on his shoulder blade.
Obi-Wan looks up at you, lying on his stomach.
“An assignment gone wrong,” he mutters. “The hot blade, I’ll admit, is not my favorite.”
Watching him with sombre eyes, he doesn’t say any more about it. You can imagine how unpleasant it would have been.
Leaning down, you press a soft kiss to the scar. His body flitters when he chuckles, turning his head a bit to smile at you. His cheek is pressed onto his arm, making the smile all lopsided. It’s extremely adorable.
“All better,” you tell him.
He hums. “You’re a miracle worker.”
#:obianswers#:goodbye event#obi-wan kenobi x reader#friskynotebook#taylor tag#it's ok! they're there to be requested! :)
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💌 can I trouble you for 24 + 35 (if possible) with Steve Harrington??? 🙈 I’m having a lot of Steve feelings lately; I swear this is the last one. Love you 😘
24. whispering in their ear, lips touching the skin + 35. kissing their bruises and scars [x]
“Why don’t you talk about it?” You ask, watching as Steve turns to you with a confused look.
“What?” He questions.
“Your bruises-” you gesture at them; all the blackened marks still across his face from the last fight, “You always seem to get hurt and then you don’t talk about it.”
“Okay, ouch. I don’t always get hurt.”
“Steve, come on.”
He sighs lightly, reaching out to pull you against him, wrapping you up in his arms.
“What’s there to say?” He shrugs. “I lost. That’s what I do.”
“No, you do not,” you protest. “You’re strong.”
Steve shakes his head, not giving in to your words. You mean it, though. He’s the bravest guy you know. And the kindest.
Standing on your tiptoes, you kiss the bruise on his cheekbone, then the one on his temple, and then the one on his jaw. You can feel him tense immediately.
He chuckles, tightening his hold on you. “Don’t kiss me there. It’ll drive me crazy.”
Smiling, you flitter your kisses up to his ear. You hover your lips there for a moment, gently grazing the skin, and his hands begin to wander.
“Got any other bruises I can kiss better?” You whisper.
“If this is how you treat me,” Steve starts, his voice giddy, “then I’ll lose every fight I’m in.”
#:obianswers#:goodbye event#steve harrington x reader#compassgenius#thea tag#never a trouble!! i love hearing from you <3#feel free to send more if you want. one day left!
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Wrifuurhrhdd Kara you got me interested in in Bucky now, thanks to that little drabble. So may I request 💌 53. holding the other’s jaw with him? (I'm gonna have to check out your fic with him, haha. I've strictly been an Obi girl but things might be changing. Anyway, love your writing)
53. holding the other’s jaw [x]
When you sneak into the kitchen for a midnight snack, you’re almost startled by the figure standing by the sink. Almost. Bucky hasn’t been sleeping well recently.
Walking over to him, you reach out and place a hand on his shoulder and he tenses.
“Did you have another nightmare?” You ask him.
Slowly, he nods. It makes you feel terrible, not that there is much you can do to ward them off.
Pressing a kiss to his shoulder where your hand had been, his posture relaxes and he turns to face you. There are dark circles under his eyes and his hair’s a mess.
“Oh, Buck,” you whisper, cupping his jaw.
He leans into your touch, placing his hand on top of your own and his skin is colder than yours. You can feel his scruff under your fingertips.
“I’ll make you a hot drink,” you say.
“Okay,” he chokes out, moving your hand to kiss your palm. “And could you read to me?”
After one night, you had found that the sound of your voice lulls him to sleep better than any sleeping pill. It’s been a tactic the two of you have kept for a long time.
“Of course,” you say, kissing the tip of his nose.
When you pull back, his lips are upturned into a smile.
#:obianswers#:goodbye event#bucky barnes x reader#thank you sm!! that's the highest honor!!#i hope you enjoy the fic <3
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50 + eddie munson?? love you <3
50. putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up [x]
Eddie is a sweetheart but he’s also a pain in the neck sometimes.
You’re not supposed to have personal visits during your shift at work and yet he grabbed your hand and dragged you into the supply closet, intent on making up for the lost time.
“Okay—” you shove at his shoulders, taking in a deep breath from having your lips glued to his for the last minute. “You really gotta go.”
“I only just got here,” he whines, pulling you in by the hips.
His mischievous grin is bait but you’re not falling for the hook this time. Insistent on getting back to work, you try to nudge past him, but then you hear the sound of your boss’ voice on the other side of the door.
“Who’s that—?”
As soon as Eddie asks, you’re shoving a hand over his mouth and shushing him to keep quiet. You can feel his smile behind your hand and in an effort to blow your cover, he licks your palm.
All you do is send him a death glare and he chuckles, muffled behind your steadfast hand.
Fortunately, your boss gives up their search and leaves after a moment and when Eddie pulls away, you swat his arm with a serious swing.
“Hey!” He cries, rubbing the tender area. “I’m fragile.”
“And you’re leaving.”
The next day at work, he steals you into the supply closet again and you wonder how you got yourself such a sprightly boyfriend.
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💌 9 with Obi-Wan please?
9. listening to the other’s heartbeat [x]
Obi-Wan has never been a good sleeper. In fact, he thinks he’s a borderline insomniac. Especially with his past, he suffers most nights from nightmares.
But when he sleeps next to you, he only has pleasant dreams.
He finds that listening to your heartbeat calms him down. Like a therapeutic method, he steadies his breathing and follows the tempo of your heart.
It’s easier to do this when he can mimic the beating. So, he’ll usually lay his head on your chest and drape an arm across you, tapping his finger below your elbow to the rhythm of your heartbeat.
As much as it’s a sleepless remedy, it’s also a reassurance that you’re okay. With how many people he’s lost in his life, he’s scared that he’ll lose you too.
When you nuzzle into him in your sleep or hum contently when he wraps his arms around you, or on those rare moments when you murmur his name when you’re dreaming, he knows he has nothing to worry about.
Listening to the steady rhythm of your heart and being wrapped up in your arms, Obi-Wan knows that you’re the closest he’ll get to perfection.
So, each night he falls asleep tapping along to your heartbeat and every night it’s the best sleep he’s ever had.
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💌 5 with Obi-Wan please?
5. feeling their pulse [x]
It’s been years after the fall of the Jedi Order and yet it still feels like yesterday. Not only for you but also for Obi-Wan.
He had left for Tatooine a long time before you found him there, not knowing where else to go when the threat to the surviving Jedi lives was still hauntingly at risk.
Living with him was your suggestion. He needs the company more than you do. When you saw him again, you swore he looked broken. He still looks broken and so you try everything you can to help build him back up again.
Sometimes he awakes from nightmares and you calm him down. Other times, he blurs the lines between reality and fiction and has to touch you to confirm if you’re really there.
Like now with him sitting beside you and gently pressing his fingers into your wrist.
“Checking to see if I’m real?” You ask, looking at him.
He sighs, the lines on his face so distinct.
“Sometimes I fear I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone,” he whispers, brushing his thumb over your pulse. “I’m so scared that you’re a dream.”
“Obi—” you hold his hand tightly, leaning onto his arm. “I’m right here. I’m never going to leave you.”
He smiles faintly but it doesn’t stay for long.
“I promise you, Obi-Wan. I will always be here when you wake up.”
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Can I request 35. kissing their bruises and scars with Raymond Leon?
35. kissing their bruises and scars [x]
Leon has a scar on his right cheekbone. It’s small and hardly noticeable unless you’re close to him but since you saw it the first time, you’ve always wondered how he got it.
“Fistfight?” You ask, staring at him.
He shakes his head, answering you in silence. You’ve queried about three guesses so far. None of them has been right.
You ask another one, “Car accident?”
Another shake of his head, this time with pursed lips. There are endless possibilities and he isn’t giving you any hints.
“I got it,” you exclaim, “Frying pan?”
Your joke makes a grin break across his lips and you’re satisfied with yourself that you can amuse him. Leon isn’t known to smile often or at all but he always smiles around you.
“Well, whatever it is—” you lean forward and kiss the scar, feeling his cheeks tighten from his smile, “It makes you look handsome.”
“Oh,” he chuckles, snaking an arm around you, “So, I’m not handsome without it?”
You scrunch your nose up. “That’s up for debate.”
He shakes his head, leaning forward to kiss you, and you know that in time when he’s ready, he’ll tell you exactly how he got it. Until then, you’ll keep finding ways to make him smile.
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💌 24. whispering in their ear, lips touching the skin with raymond leon plsss -@cillixn 💕
24. whispering in their ear, lips touching the skin [x]
You don’t live a very active life with the worry of your clock running out, but the last place you expected to be on a Wednesday night is on the border with Leon.
There has been a surge of Minute Men attacks in the Zone recently and Leon isn’t happy knowing that you can’t defend yourself. So, he’s currently teaching you how to shoot.
The heft of the gun is heavier than you would have imagined, but Leon’s hands support the weight by holding up your own.
His chest is pressed to your back, his arms around you, guiding you to aim the nuzzle at the road sign in the distance.
“Turn the safety off,” he says, his breath fanning the back of your neck.
You shiver slightly from the feeling and move your thumb up to what you assume is the safety latch but when Leon chuckles behind you, you know it’s not.
“No, here,” he says, guiding your thumb to the latch.
You try to push it forward but he tells you that it doesn’t work that way, maundering your thumb to click it backward. Though he’s helping, you’re starting to get confused.
“Listen to what I’m saying,” he rumbles, pressing up against you and hovering his lips above your ear. “Pay attention.”
His whispered words only distract your further, especially when his lips graze the shell of your ear.
“That isn’t helping,” you state.
Leon chuckles and you feel it against your spine.
“Focus. We’ve got all night.”
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#44 with Robert Fischer 🔥
44. sitting on the other’s lap [x]
It’s almost midnight when you wake up to find the bed space beside you empty, and you trudge over to the light coming from the home office with blurry eyes.
“Robby?” You inquire, peering inside to see him sitting at his desk, hunched over a bunch of papers.
He looks up at you, smiling through a yawn.
“Hi, love—” he stretches. “Why are you still up?”
Approaching his side, you card your fingers through his hair which he leans into.
“It’s almost twelve,”
“Is it?” He glances over at the clock and lets out a deep sigh. “I wasn’t paying attention to the time.”
“Come to bed,” you say, tugging on his arm.
Robert shakes his head, which you pout at. He’s too much of a workaholic to think to take a break but you know it’s going to catch up to him.
Making a sound of disapproval, you slink past the gap between him and the desk and sit on his lap. He gives you a look between ‘what are you doing?’ and ‘how’d you read my mind?’ and you smile, wrapping your arms around him and kissing the corner of his mouth.
“Is there any way I could persuade you?”
He chuckles deeply, pinching your side and you giggle. “You already have.”
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💌 21 with Obi-Wan please? Thank you!!
21. kissing the other’s brow [x]
“You look like hell, Obi-Wan,”
He gives you a scarce smile, watching you with your hands on your hips, but it doesn’t reach his eyes and you know that the Jedi in front of you is incredibly tired.
“I just got back,” he says dully, shoulders slumped.
That breaks your heart a little bit to hear, assuming he must have gone through a lot this week. The bright cerulean eyes that usually greet you are covered in grey, looking gloomy.
Stepping forward, you reach your hands over to push back his unkempt hair, carding your fingers through the auburn strands. He leans into your touch when you hold his face gently, offering him a tender smile and pressing a soft kiss to his brow.
“You’re so brave,” you whisper against his skin, and his hands grip onto the fabric of your clothes.
When he looks up at you, the poor, sweet Jedi has tears welling in his eyes. You wipe away the ones that fall, kissing his opposite brow, then the bridge of his nose.
“Stay as long as you need.” You tell him.
Obi-Wan manages more life in the smile he shows you, nodding his head and whispering, “I’ll stay with you forever.”
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